idk if this is controversial or not, but I really like when non-professional writing like fic has hints of author bleedthrough when it comes to like, what different people assume is common knowledge. Like sometimes I’ll be reading a fic and it’ll just be obvious that the person writing it is either obsessed with medicine or has been to medical school, because they’ll use terms that are just a shade too technical without explaining them. It’s never the super specific stuff that they’d know other people are unaware of, it’s always the things that once you’ve known it for a while you forget it’s niche knowledge. It’s fun because as a fanfic reader it reminds me of how this is a fun hobby community, where everyone has their own thing going on outside of fandom. Everyone’s got their own specialties and they can’t help but write that into their work sometimes
A DeadSerious Prompt where a young Damian follows his mother's advice about finding his future 'Beloved' and is smitten with a TimeTraveling Ghost King (Prince) Danny when his grandfather summoned the eldritch being.
Damian, despite being young, will want no other to be by his side once he takes over the League. Especially since the King was able to strike fear in his grandfather for even just for a moment.
Danny, whose just started taking up his soon to be Kingly title and duties, at first freaked out when a kid who just got out of toddlerhood is offering marriage. Who wouldn't. And well while he didn't fully encourage it, he found it a little adorable and tried to nudge the kid away from said... err crush feelings?
He was a little sad to have to say goodbye to the kid when his month long stay with the al Ghul's (mostly to see if they're worthy to keep the Pits) he was pretty for sure he'd never run into the kid again and if he did who knows how old they'd actually be because again.. time travel.
So Danny now at the age of 16 really wasn't expecting to be basically be cornered on his first day at his new school at Gotham Academy by a 17 year old Damian Wayne who is leaning over him and says "Hello Beloved. Time has been kind to you it seems."
Danny's poor half-alive heart is currently dying from being cornered by an older Damian.
I think my barf with people who do a more "canon" Ink personality is less "dang they made him annoying for what" because when I think about that I actually still really like his personality. I don't like how they make characters around him act, like why does everyone seem to hate the guy for having fun {in context of being silly and not doing like hatecrimes}
I mean even in Comyet's art they never say that people actually hate Ink like he has friends and family and at most people get a little annoyed when he doesn't understand certain things, I think the only one in canon who actually dislikes him is Dream and that's not even really "hate" or annoyance just more offputt-ness
I hope people know what I'm talking about since this is pretty niche, also no hate to anyone who does this it's perfectly fine!! It's just a personal pet peeve lol
Random thought but I think Jon would have asthma. He probably brings an inhaler to work because of how dusty the archives are. The archival assistants occasionally hear a muffled sound of him using a nebulizer in his office.
One under-appreciated breed of fic writer are the ones who hyperfocus on logistics to the exclusion of all canon shortcuts, and thus usually strike upon an awesome way to flesh out the worldbuilding or characters.
Like, I’m not necessarily talking realism here since often it’s still pretty far from realistic, but more like, “someone has to be running spies in this fantasy kingdom, and we’ve seen the whole royal court, so which background character is it? How does that change these three major interactions?” Or “real life historical nobility did in fact have some things to do that were like jobs, how does this human disaster cope with running an estate?” Or “there’s no reason for a sci-fi robot detective to know how to whitewater kayak, where’d she learn?” Or “if this guy is serving the emperor directly he has to be way high up in the space empire servant hierarchy, why is he doing this menial task for someone else? What’s his motive? Does he perhaps have the secret space telepathy?”
Anyway I’m always DELIGHTED to find a fic or writer who asks these questions because the fics themselves are universally bangers.
god i want. an au where it dosn't work. where it's just arr g'raha who's woken up, and he doesn't have all these memories and all these people keep looking at him like they're mourning someone. the world has changed and time has changed and all the people he knows have changed, but he hasn't changed, he was just sleeping, just sleeping, and the world nearly ended several times and apparently he helped prevent yet another end but he has no memory of this. they want him to join the scions. he does not know these people. (he barely knows the warrior of light, now, but did he ever truly know them in the first place?) his little sister is alive and well. she looks at him like a ghost. she's changed, and she's older than him now. he acts bratty and loud and brash to cover up the fact that he does not know anything it seems, and he is tired but he was sleeping for so long, so how could he be tired?
he doesn't know these people. they seem to know him. he wonders if he'd killed someone, when it was him and not that exarch who woke up. he wonders if it should have been him who was "killed" in that way, if it is him that lives and not that man who had known and become friends with all these figures from legend. he wonders if he'll always be fated to be a historian one step back from everything, because he simply cannot be a hero.
I need everyone to meet the kitten im adopting, Augustus. Out of sheer luck I checked the rescue group I was in today and found this little bundle of joy!! His mama sent me pics and a video of him. He's not ready to join me at home yet, he's still too little, but I'll be getting him next month!! I'm so so excited to have him with me 😁
Older brother who sneaks into my room in the middle of the night and crawls into bed with me. Cuddles up to me and whispers that he missed me so much. Presses his hips against mine and nuzzles my shoulder, whispering apologies as he slips my boxers down and slides his cock between my thighs and grinds it against my tdick. Tells me he cant help it, he missed me so much, he needs me, he cant live without me. Pushes his cock into my cunt and gasps at how hot and wet it already is. Doesn't he know I was waiting for him? I knew he'd show up eventually, I knew he was in love with me. It wasn't the subtle, the way he'd stare at me. The way his hugs would linger and his eyes would drift.. It was only a matter of time before he showed me how much he really loved me.