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fun fact: wound fucking isn't specific to niche fanfics on the internet! crash (1996) has a scene where a man fucks a gaping bloody cut in a woman's leg and the movie won a prize at cannes :)

You know, I of all people ought to know that, for every subject in the world, there is at least one person who's a goddam nerd about it. And yet, somehow the fact that someone knows the history of wound-fucking in pop culture off the top of their head is....

Shit, I don't know. There's a lot of world out there.

Opinion: writing for fanfiction.net and writing for ao3 cultivate different sets of skills

Reblog if its ok to spam you with boops

Dick is the kid who stubbornly leaves Bruce on read for months if his dad says ONE thing he doesn't like. Jason is the kid who'll obsessively check his phone to see if Bruce returned his " Morning, fuckface" text with his usual " Good morning, son. Love you" and WILL freak out if he doesn't get the ❤️ attached to it

Pandemic Gotham is pretty much the same as regular Gotham, only instead of just carrying our masks around, we wear them full time! Oh, and the bridges are down again... But compared to the case numbers in Metropolis, it's a riot! #onlycitywithnocases

Edit: I should not have used the word riot, apparently it gave the Joker an idea. #oops #sorrybatfamily

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The AO3 Tag of the Day is: An ace lesbian

‘cLiNt iS a BaReLy fUnCtIoNaL hUmAn BeInG’ both natasha AND clint are highly trained and hypercompetent spies and assassins, please stop with your hot takes headcanons of clint being a fucking idiot

One of Kamala's biggest hobbies in the comics is writing fanfiction. Have any of you ever written fanfiction?

Shout out to all your internet friends who are gone.

Those messenger screen names that haven’t logged on in ages, some before detailed profiles were a thing on those services.

Those emails that are long since abandoned, some with domains that no longer exist.

Those online friends you knew years ago and who then helped shaped you in some way, who you just can’t FIND anymore.

Those people who once were, and hopefully still exist IRL, that seem to have no known internet life anymore.

And those who have actually passed on, and their online lives are now a memorial to them.

I miss you all. I hope life is/was kind to you, and maybe one day, we’ll somehow connect again.