Rogue One: Catalyst: Thoughts

- link to my other Rogue One blabberings -

Finally finished reading Rogue One: Catalyst by James Luceno, or as it’s also known by:

  • Lyra Erso: Badass;
  • Lyra Erso: They Could Have Easily Created Parallels Between You and Chirrut+Baze in the Film Instead of Ignoring Your Existence;
  • Lyra/Galen OTP Fever: How to Write a Strong, Balanced Couple While Still Giving Them Relationship Hurdles;
  • “I’m Thirsty for You and Your D, Galen,” Screams Krennic Into the Rain
    • with foreword by Galen Erso, “Who Is This? And What Does He Mean By My D?”
    • and annotated by Lyra Erso, *The dickbag is talking about the Death Star, honey.
  • Tarkin/Krennic: Hux/Kylo Ren Got Nothing On This Hate Couple
  • and finally: Jyn Erso Is A Normal Human Child: how this makes her future character arc 1000x more painful

NB: Have only seen the RO film and have now read this book. This is going to be long and about 90% quotes related to characterization.

General Impression:

  • Writing was okay. Not great, but not bad. (This is especially apparent since I’ve just started reading the RO novelization, and the difference in quality is pretty startling.) Nice quick read.
  • Lyra is fantastic.
  • Galen is pretty interesting.
  • Jyn is adorable and normal, and it breaks my heart.
  • Krennic is… wow, I just want to laugh because he’s so absurd but also a Terrible Human Being.
  • Tarkin is fascinating (see waaaay below for details).

Lyra Erso

  • No one holds this bitch down.
    • “She had no recourse. She wasn’t built to hold things in; to be complacent or compliant.”
    • “Some of Orson’s remarks had made her wonder whether she and Galen were under surveillance, or even whether her personal comlink might be bugged. But she didn’t care either way. Orson may have drawn the line in the sand, but she would be the one to step over it.”

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[ARTICLE] BLACKPINK made successful debut in Japan… The president of Avex is making a heart, too.

[일간스포츠=이미현 기자] Girl group BLACKPINK has successfully finished their debut showcase in Japan.

YANG HYUN SUK posted a photo on his social media account on July 21, with hashtags “BLACKPINK #SHOWCASE #武道館 #20170720 #BLACKPINK_JAPAN_DEBUT #BLACKPINK_IN_YOUR_AREA #YG #with #AVEX #MATSUURA @masatomatsuura”.

The photo shows BLACKPINK members, YANG HYUN SUK, and President Masato Matsuura of Avex Group Holdings, Japan’s biggest record label. They are making big smile on their face and a pose of heart with their hands.

On the day, BLACKPINK successfully finished a debut showcase at Budokan, an arena where only top artists in Japan can perform. Even though BLACKPINK is a rookie artist who made debut less than one year ago, the team hosted a show at the arena with more than 10,000 seats. Fans filled up the arena to see BLACKPINK and welcomed the girls with big acclamations.

After the end of the showcase, BLACKPINK said on their official social media account, “We hosted a show at an arena named Budokan and we’re so much pleased and happy to see BLINK.”

“As it was our first overseas performance, we felt a little bit more nervous than usual. We’ll always do our best to present good performances and to make you proud of us. So, please continue to support and love us”, added BLACKPINK.

After the debut showcase in Japan, BLACKPINK will release their official debut album in Japan on the 9 next month.

2017. 7. 21.

Balrog-slayer: a new word

I’m about to talk about Glorfindel again, though this time with Ecthelion. Maybe it’s just me, or maybe I’ve missed any and all fanfiction containing it, but I’ve always felt like there’s been something lacking overall in the stories/conversations revolving around the subject of them being Balrog-slayers. And that something is the fact that they became Balrog-slayers at all.

Don’t confuse what I’m saying here. I’m not talking about the laud and acclamation they get from people. I’m talking about the surprise or disbelief or outright shock those people must have exhibited when hearing about their deeds, at the mere concept of a Balrog being killed at all, let alone two of them over the span of a day. You don’t see that in fanfic (at least I never have). You see the first part of what I said aplenty (and I love it), but not the second.

Think about it. Prior to the fall of Gondolin it was probably believed by all and sundry, be he Elf, Dwarf or Man that Balrogs were undefeatable. That it was impossible to assail them, let alone kill them. Every single person who’s had the misfortune of fighting a Balrog has died as a result, with said Balrog happily moving along to the next poor Elf. Even mighty Feanor himself (that was probably a clincher in itself to establishing the terror of Balrogs). Centuries go by and still no one could kill these things. I mean, they always win! Every single time. It’s no wonder they were so feared in Beleriand, so dreaded by everyone. Part of me wonders if it actually got to a point of belief among some people that Balrogs literally couldn’t be killed, at least not by any creature not among the Ainur.

But Glorfindel and Ecthelion did.

That news had to be so momentous, so earth-shattering and ground-breaking that yeah, I wholeheartedly believe that the feats of these two new heroes spread like wildfire.  

I would sincerely love to read a story about Tuor’s people coming into Sirion straight from the crags of the Echoriath. Unless by messenger or Cirdan receiving word from the waters, no one knew that Gondolin had fallen yet until Tuor and Idril and all those survivors arrived. And with them came the account of how it happened, detailing of how Orcs and Balrogs attacked their city. And then the audience hears that two of those Balrogs were killed. Killed. Solely by two Elves. Can you imagine the hope that must’ve inspired in everyone? Especially at such a time when everyone’s home was being destroyed? That whoa, Morgoth’s deadliest creatures can actually be defeated. We actually can beat them.

Because before this point, killing a Balrog was unheard of. I mean, face it, the very term Balrog-slayer wasn’t even a term (it certainly never existed in anyone’s vocabulary). And for over two whole Ages they are the only two people to achieve such a feat until a certain bridge in Khazad-dum. Glorfindel and Ecthelion are the only two mirroanwi in all of recorded history to do it.

Believe me, I’m not discrediting or demeaning any other hero of the legendarium or lessening whatever heroic actions they had done (including the unnamed heroes). It just makes sense why those two went down in history as greatly as they did, why they are so admired and renowned. They did what should’ve been impossible.

Seriously, I would love to read a fic about the Gondolin refugees arriving in Sirion, when Glorfindel’s and Ecthelion’s stories are told for the first time. Or later of someone attending the Feast of Glorfindel and hearing about it there. I love imagining what peoples’ initial reactions must’ve been. It’s no wonder songs were composed about it.

You know, writing about this really makes me wonder what Morgoth and/or Sauron thought about this when word reached them. There were only seven Balrogs and now two of them are dead (one of them their general), and at the hands of two random Elves. Losing two of those specific Umaiar must’ve been a blow, but it had to have been a blow all on its own that they were killed at all. What did they think? How must’ve they responded? Like “yay! Gondolin’s dead!” but “WHAT?!” I’d hate to be the sucker that had to report that to them.

Maybe it was similar to the response garnered from Fingolfin’s duel with Morgoth. In that yes! victory was theirs, but instead of jubilation there was resounding silence.


On 12 March 2007, Hungary’s parliament declared 23 MARCH “Hungarian-Polish Friendship Day”, with 324 votes in favor, none opposed, no abstentions. Four days later, the Polish parliament declared 23 MARCH “Polish-Hungarian Friendship Day” by acclamation. 

Because the friendship and respect to Hungary is part of my identity.

josshood  asked:

In the mutiny at Castle Black, what's your understanding of the mutineers' goals? Do they intend to seize leadership of the Watch and shut down Jon's plans, or do you see them as planning to go out like martyrs (in their own minds), knowing that they'll likely be killed, but hoping that by killing Jon, they'll at least frustrate his goals? Given how many wildlings are at Castle Black, and based on the rousing voice acclamation Jon got after reading the Pink Letter, the former seems difficult.

While the mutiny had been coming for quite some time, the actual (heh) execution of it was definitely improvised in minutes on the spot in response to Jon’s Shieldhall speech. I can’t believe it was a long-simmering plan to assassinate Jon in public, certainly not for Wick Whittlestick of all people to lead the attack. In the show, without that immediate cataclysm of the Pink Letter and Jon’s response to it, Alliser Thorne has time to get Jon alone, at night, and make sure someone who knows what they’re doing stabs first. Moreover, IIRC in the show the wildlings were off…somewhere at this point, in a camp or something. Point is, they were plausibly at a remove from the immediate action, whereas in the books, they are right there. What’s more, they have just lustily responded to a call to action by the man Marsh killed. They are armed, organized, and led by someone who loves a fight, and also loves Jon like a son. Tormund Giantsbane is going straight for the Old Pomegranate’s throat, and that can’t have been the latter’s plan.

Of course, there’s no telling how the rest of the Watch at Castle Black responds to all this unfolding. Then there are Selyse’s men, and Wun Wun…the key to resolution is our POV Melisandre, who has to get Jon’s body to the ice cells (Cregan Karstark might come in handy here) and eventually bring him back. In the meantime, I’d guess we get a burst of chaos, then a tense standoff broken by Jon’s return. Regardless, Marsh and his cronies are very very doomed, among the most certain to be found on TWOW’s death list.

Spread the #AceLove on 6/10?

Hi everyone! I’m sorry I keep disappearing, but this pride month has been rough for me, as I’m sure it has been for quite a few fellow aces/a-specs. There always seems to be a particular focus on the debate of whether we “belong” during this time, but because of our increased visibility and some controversial media, it feels as though we’re at the center of something very negative. But we deserve to have just as much fun, positivity, and solidarity as any of our other non-straight/cis friends, and I was hoping to do something to set myself and our whole community on that track.

That Pride Month calendar that’s been gaining traction has June 10th listed as a day dedicated to asexuals. I figured that would be a good day to post ace-related positivity, such as personal stories, general acclamations, art, selfies, or anything else you can think of, in a dedicated tag that people can look at and feel good about themselves. It would be a celebration just for us, on a day just for us! It’s short notice, but I think that it is much needed and well deserved.

I was thinking the tag could be something like #AceLove. I’m also going to be taking this to Twitter, if that’s more your speed. (And another note- I know other a-spec identities have dedicated days on that calendar, but you’re more than welcome to share in the #AceLove celebration! All are welcome here!)

I would appreciate if you could spread the world. Nobody deserves to feel more marginalized than normal on Pride Month- let’s make June 10 the happiest day of the month for all of you lovely asexual/a-spec folk!

J'aimerais tant que les gens me considèrent comme une chirurgienne du cerveau. Ils viennent, ils sont mal, ils sont inquiets, ils ne savent pas quoi faire et encore moins à quoi ils doivent s'attendre, mais je suis là. Je peux leur assurer que je vais prendre soin d'eux, que cela va aller mieux — pas “bien” mais “mieux”, et je vais être là, je vais rester, je ne les abandonnerais pas. Je les abandonnerai pas… Je vais les prendre par la main, doucement, sûrement, les tenir jusqu'à ce qu'ils puissent marcher à nouveau seul. Je vais voir leurs premiers pas, les acclamer, les encourager de continuer, et l'on y arrivera, ensemble. Ils vont faire tout le travail mais je serai là pour les encourager et les soutenir, leur montrer la voie.

Les maladies mentales…

C'est compliqué.

Mais c'est mon truc.

Cela sera toujours mon truc.


At nightfall on the 14th of July, I circumvented the project of surprising Paris by introducing into the city by a ruse several regiments of dragoons and of German cavalry, of which a large detachment had been already received with acclamation. It had just reconnoitred the quartier St. Honore and was about to reconnoitre the quartier St. Germain, when I encountered it on the Pont Neuf, where it was halting to allow the officer in charge to harangue the multitude. The orator’s tone appeared to me suspicious. He announced as a piece of good news the speedy arrival of all the dragoons, all the hussars, and the royal German cavalry, who were about to unite themselves with the citizens in order to fight by their side. Such an obvious trap was not calculated to succeed. Although the speaker obtained for himself the applause of a large crowd

In all the quarters where he had announced his information, I did not hesitate for an instant to regard him as a traitor. I sprang from the pavement and dashed through the crowd up to the horses’ heads. I stopped his triumphal progress by summoning him to dismount his troop and to surrender their arms, to be received again later on at the country’s hands. His silence left no doubt in my mind. I pressed the commandant of the city guard, who was conducting these horsemen, to assure himself of them. He called me a visionary; I called him a fool, and seeing no other means of circumventing their project, I denounced them to the public as traitors who had come to strangle us in the night. The alarm I caused by my lusty cries had its effect on the commandant, and my threatening him with denunciation decided him. He made the horsemen turn back and took them to the municipality, where they were requested to lay down their arms. On their refusing, they were sent back to their camp with a strong escort.

Jean-Paul Marat’s account of his behavior on the 14 of July as recorded in his journal L'Ami du Peuple vol. 36. Some historians have cast doubt as to the veracity of his claims; nevertheless Marat cited eyewitnesses by name to corroborate his claim and none stepped forward to deny it. Most likely the event occurred but was not as crucially important as Marat believed (or wanted it believed) to have been.

Endorsed: Marquis de lafayette
26 April 1778

Valley forge camp the 1st May 1778

houra, my good friend, now the affair is over, and a very good treaty will assure our noble independence - very happy I find myself to see things so well brought to the common glory and satisfaction - france I am told has behaved with frankness and generosity - every circumstance affords me the Greatest pleasure - I hope we schall receive an authentic intelligence from Congress, and every one in the army ardently expects to hear the signal from them, that they may abandon themselves to the solemn expressions and acclamations of theyr happiness - I hope a grand, noisy feu de joy will be ordered, it will give high spirits to our soldiers, it will run through the whole continent, it schall reach the ears of our good friends in Philadelphia - I wish’d Mss Commissioners may arrive from england that very same day, where we schall let them know that we have discovered theyr jesuistical meanings, and the Candor of theyr propositions - I must confess, my dear sir, that I have also felt the greatest satisfaction in hearing what justice and respect is payd in europe to my respectable friend our commander in chief.


The Marquis de Lafayette to Henry Laurens, (from The South Carolina Historical and Genealogical Magazine).

He was right - they did have a “grand, noisy feu de joy” once the news came officially from Congress, as well as parades and other festivities… and apparently the American soldiers almost smothered Pierre du Ponceau in hugs.


Comme un petit prince qui n'a jamais régné
Je voudrais qu'on me remercie alors que je n'ai rien fait de ma journée
Je voudrais qu'on me félicite pour chaque livre que je n'ai pas vendu
Je voudrais qu'on m'acclame pour chaque cause que je n'ai pas défendu
Je ne tue rien si ce n'est le temps
Je ne berce aucune nation si ce n'est celle de mes illusions
Je ne suis à l'origine d'aucun exploit lumineux si ce n'est celui d'appuyer sur l'interrupteur de mon plafonnier, depuis mon lit, avec mon pied
S'il vous plaît
Je voudrais entamer mon règne avec une histoire d'amour
Quelque chose de simple et de bateau
De quoi naviguer un peu au hasard à la lumière du jour
Avant de définir mon cap et mes mots
J'écrirai cette histoire
Je puise mon inspiration entre ses jambes
Je la veux théâtrale et psychanalytique
Comme un petit prince qui n'a jamais régné
Coincé entre la phase anale et son complexe d'Oedipe
J'écrirai ce livre et vous en serez témoins

Every day I see or hear something
that more or less kills me with delight,
that leaves me like a needle
in the haystack of light.
It was what I was born for -
to look, to listen, to lose myself
inside this soft world -
to instruct myself over and over
in joy, and acclamation.
—  Mary Oliver

anonymous asked:

Not sure if you been asked this, but didn't Theon knelt before Robb proclaiming him "King in the North" along with the North and Riverland lords? Doesn't that make the Iron Islands part of Robb's Kingdom just like Edmure kneeling while his father was alive did? Even if that wasn't the case, and Balon can reject it doesn't that still mean Theon is still a vassal of Robb? Is that why Theon is called "Turncloak" or that isn't the case and he a "Turncloak" because he was a ward of the Starks?

Theon is present during the acclamation ceremony, but isn’t explicitly mentioned as having knelt or pledged his sword. On the other hand, in Catelyn I of ACOK, he does refer to Robb publicly as “the king,” which is suggestive that he did.

Theon’s turncloak status refers to several things: first, he was foster kin to the Starks; second, he fought alongside Robb at the Whispering Woods and the Camps; third he probably did pledge himself personally to Robb at Riverrun.

However, that doesn’t make the Iron Islands part of Robb’s kingdom: unlike in Edmure’s case where he’s in a liminal position because Hoster is clearly on his deathbed but hasn’t died yet, Balon is very much alive and well (just dumb) and is somewhat iffy on Theon inheriting at all; moreover, the Riverlords also bent their knees to Robb, which the lords of the Iron Islands definitely did not.

Ereri Fanfic Recs

I’ve been reading so much Ereri (fyi, whether it’s Eren or Levi on top I still call it Ereri), and I’ve checked out so many rec blogs and I feel like I should start making my own contribution. I will update as I read more, so feel free to check back. Here goes!

* are my favs.

Long Reads (15+ ch.):

*Augenfresser by cottontale: this fic first caught my attention for being a horror. At first, it was sort of slow, but by the third chapter I was hooked. The horror elements are actually quite disturbing to think about if you’re trying to go to sleep, but I dare you to read it right before bedtime anyways, with your closet door opened… I’ve reread a few section just to experience the tiny bits of fluff because THEY ARE SCARCE BUT SO SO GOOD. (slight horror, past Eruri, supernatural, ongoing)

*What’s Eating You? by TheSpazzBot: Zombie apocalypse + ereri? Count me in! I’m not into the whole zombie apocalypse idea, my sister made me watch Resident Evil 1 &2 when I was seven (╯°□°)╯︵=| but combined with Ereri, I am more than willing to give it a try XD. I love the way the writer formed Levi and Eren’s characters. Some of the interactions between the characters are so beautifully written, such as in Eren’s nightmares. If you have read a lot of fics and are looking for something different, or love zombie apocalypse stories, try this one out. (sarcastic Eren, Hanji is still a crazy bitch, zombie apocalypse! AU, ongoing)

The Intern by Lutte: Longest fic I’ve ever read, 60 chapters long, it turned me off at first, but after experiencing all the emotions, I read 50 chapters in A SINGLE DAY. There are many mixed opinions about this fic, but I must say, if you are in a good mood, don’t read it. If you are in a bad mood, don’t read it. If you like Eruri Brotp, don’t read it… yeah sorry for the weird rec, I feel this fic deserves a weird one >.> Tread with caution. (LOTS OF ANGST, bondage, past Eruri, explicit, modern AU)

*Sugar On Top by lunatrancy: I’m not too into the ‘daddy kink’, but this fic is just so sweet (no pun intended) and the character interactions are so great to read. (sugar daddy, abusive Grisha, artist!Eren, eremin BROTP, secret relationship, explicit)

Threads of a Fairy Tale by lunatrancy: I’m a huge sucker for fairy tales, especially parodies of them. This fic is really great, love the settings and scenarios. (fairy tale AU, prince!Levi)

Danger Line by lunatrancy: If you haven’t noticed, I just love all of lunatrancy’s works, I love the portrayal of characters. This one is for anyone who likes the 'Romeo and Juliet’ type lovers (not in a cheesy way), people from two opposing sides that shouldn’t be together. One of the first long Ereri fics I read. (police and mafia AU, fake character death, explicit)

Neither Tarnished Nor Afraid by mongoose_bite: If you like the idea of a very suave Eren, and very sharp Levi, you will love this fic. Since the beginning, I could not predict what the author would choose for the ending, but I like the way it turned out. Eren is so endearing I just wanna hug him forever. (vigilante!Eren, detective!Levi, explicit)

Knockout by Raylou: I don’t know why I tried to avoid this one for so long. I kept seeing it being recommended so I didn’t want to read it. But after a while, there was just too much 'nya nya, you still haven’t read me yet’, so I was like 'screw it!’ and picked it up. I have to say, it had one of the most satisfying endings I’ve read. I love the action (I even made a fanart), the character development, and just everything about it. (Martial arts AU, age gap)

*The 6th Ward by coldmackerel: This is another fic that I’ve avoided for a long time. But once I started reading it, I couldn’t stop. I’ve never cried so many times nor have I smiled so quickly after a nice crying session reading a fanfic. The ending is so satisfying, and also I thought Eren was a little shit at first, by the end, I wouldn’t have him be anything else. (Hospital AU, ghost? AU, psychological, drama)

What It Means to Feel by Opulence: Wow, I avoid way too many fics, but this one in particular I avoided because I heard it was REALLY good but is on hiatus forever.. with only two chapter left. But rest assured because the place it left off leaves the reader with feelings of relief, right after the angst, so my gratitude to the writer for doing that for us. I love the sense of humour, some scenes made me sit at the edge of my seat, and some dialogues made me smother my laughter into my pillow. And I must mention I LOVE Erwin in this one, very unusual for me since I’ve read so many 'past Eruri’ fics lol. Really great, highly recommend. (Psych Ward, heavy topics, triggers, Eruri brotp, Eremin brotp, explicit, hiatus)

Junkyard Dogs by acidtowns: A great open ended fic, the author is great at character development and realistic interactions. I’ve never read this AU before, but this fic made it a great experience. (prison AU, struggle for power, character death, explicit)

*Louder Than Words by TheArtOfWar: A fic full of emotions, I cried at the end. It’s a story about healing and coping and supporting each other after hard times. Each chapter switches between the past and present, not unlike the movie Memento by Christopher Nolan. (traumatizing events, mute!Eren? slow build Ereri? it’s hard to label with the nonlinear chronology -__-, graphic, explicit, angst)

1994 by Vee: I believe that this is arguably the most famous Ereri fanfic, and for good reason. Just the right balance of angst and fluff, and great character interactions. This author is amazing with words, I just bought one of her books called Acclamation. (drag!Levi, nightclub, past Eruri, explicit)

*Snow and Silence by elliemoran: I love the way Levi and Eren meet and get to know each other, there’s just something about helping out and saving a complete stranger that appeals to my taste. Eren’s personality and impulsiveness in this one and Levi’s reaction to it are so great, and this fic is full of goodness. (blizzard, claustrophobia, Levi is perfect, Eren is the best, explicit)

*The Little Titan Café by pocketsizedtitan: fluffiest mcfluff fluff that you will ever read. I’ve reread it so many times just to experience the fluff again! Great character interactions and portrayals! (writer!Levi, cashier!Eren, fluff, past JeanEren, Eremin BROTP)

Short Reads (1-15 ch.):

Critical by SlayerEnfiniti: Although it’s on hiatus, I’ve reread what’s already there so many times. I can’t get enough of chef!Eren capturing the stomachs of everyone, especially Levi. (chef AU, Levi has highly refined taste, hiatus)

Pectin by pumpkinqueene: Another chef!Eren oneshot (a really long oneshot), I love this one! Features a very blunt and bold heichou and an overly useful and doting Eren. (canon-verse AU (lol), chef!Eren)

To Be Fair… by pumpkinqueene: I laughed and smiled like an idiot so often in this one. (crack!fic, gossip like tweens, poor virgin Jean)

Recon Incorporated by freshia: Another of my first ereri fanfics that got me into the fandom, made me fall in love with co-worker/boss AU. Featuring more of Eren capturing everyone’s stomachs with his cooking. (boss! Levi, Assistant!Eren, Eren can cook, explicit)

Cuddling for Dummies by odoridango: I am a huge fan of cuddling, this fic is for anyone who shares the same opinion. (fluff)

Love Language by heiwajima: so much fluff, I love it. (mute!Eren, flower shop, office worker!Levi, fluff)

In Hot Water by freshia: A short and sweet read that features Eren as a thief and Mikasa as his ill sister. This one really gives you jittery feelings as you wonder what Eren will do next XD. (Cop!Levi, thief!Eren, explicit)

Countdown by Opulence: Everything by this author is just so full of emotions, I don’t know how they do it. This fic is so realistic and addresses opinions that don’t really have a right or wrong answer. It’s short, so please give it a try before making prejudgements. (realistic age gap, angst)

Hit or Miss by Monsoon: A short two-shot about an assassination attempt gone completely wrong ;) I think it’s pretty humorous (assassin!Levi, drunk shenanigans)

Odd Affections Framework by ninanna: A story about our two favourite boys as dorky computer geeks, taking place in.. TUMBLR staff AU! I’ve been waiting for this for so long, I’ve always had a weak spot for cyber related fanfics haha (xkitguy!Eren, Tumblerstaff!Levi, long distance, pining)

And So, The Cat Returned by feriket: A long, but cute oneshot about Eren and cat!Levi, and that, right there, is enough reason for you to pick up this fic. So very sweet with the teeniest bit of angst. I fangirled so much reading Eren interacting with the strays. I love the stories that have the theme of 'picking up strays’. (cat!Levi, fluff)

Let Me Hear Your Voice by silicon-jayce: Lol, yay for self advertising, this is a little one shot I wrote for fun, my first time writing nsfw, give it a shot if you have time. :) (canon-verse, drunk!Eren, pwp, explicit)

Honourable Mentions:

…and the Tramp (high reread value, pwp XD)

The Minutes of the Red People (assassin!Levi) <–that.

Playing Favourites (so much fluff)

The Merman and the Grump (suh cute)

A Forged Wedding (some angst, mostly fluff)

Interruptions (sexual tension)

Come see me again, my love (serial killer!Levi, dub-con at first)

Own Ending (vampire/vampire hunter fic)

I’ve read and dropped/finished many more fics than this, but note or message me if you have any recs for me!

#12. Adoption - Bruce Wayne x Reader

It’s day 12 of the 30 day writing challenge! So I got the idea for this one from a prompt that’s been sitting in my WIP list for a while. Of course the adoption prompt had to be about the Batdad himself …  For the full list of the prompts I will be doing for this writing challenge and the ones I have already completed, go here. Enjoy!

You stared ahead at a woman and her young child playing in the park across the street from the Wayne Enterprises building. The father of the child walked over and scooped up the child in his arms and gave the woman a quick kiss on the cheek. Somewhere deep down you know you yearned to be in the woman’s place. You wanted nothing more than to have this picture perfect family image with your husband, Bruce. Most people your age were settling down and having children but with it just never seemed practical for you and Bruce. You had given up the idea of the two of you having your own kids long ago but that doesn’t mean that you don’t want them.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when Bruce tapped you on the shoulder.

“I’m sorry what were you saying?” You apologize, realizing that you had disappeared into your own little world.

“Where are you today, [Y/N]?” He asked. You pursed your lips and shrugged your shoulders.

“It’s nothing Bruce, I swear.” You promised. He walked over to close his office door and informed his assistant not to let anyone enter. He leaned against the closed door and crossed his arms over his chest.

“You’re lying. After all these years you don’t think I know when you’re bothered by something? What’s wrong [Y/N]?” He asked moving to hold you in his arms.

“I’m getting old Bruce.” You stated. He scoffed and attempted to argue with you but you stopped him by placing a finger to his lips. “No I am. I’m not that young teenager that you married. We’ve both grown so much together but now I’m having … maternal urges.” You explained.

“You want us to have a kid? [Y/N], I thought we both agreed that it’s just too dangerous to bring an infant into our lives.” He sighed.

“I’m not disagreeing with you, Bruce. It’s instinctual more than anything. It’ll pass eventually.” You say pulling away from his arms to walk back over to the window. After a few moments Bruce joined you and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

“If you really want this only say the word and we’ll find a way to make it work. I just want you happy [Y/N].” He says pressing a kiss against your temple. You leaned back against him and accepted his embrace.

“I’m fine, darling. Really, I am.” You swore although his offer did seem tempting. You would hate yourself if anything happened to any child you bring into the world because of your secret life. You certainly didn’t want a child to grow up shrouded in secrecy. Not succumbing to your desires is what is right and that’s all that matters for right now.

Some weeks later after your discussion with Bruce the two of you were roped into appearing at a circus the company was sponsoring to appear in Gotham. It lightened the mood around town and brought in good business for the surrounding neighborhoods.

You hadn’t been to a circus since you were a little girl. You had to admit it was pretty exciting to watch all the acts and it certainly brought back some cherished memories. You looked over to Bruce and slipped your hand into his. You were happy to be able to spend this time with him even if the public eye was trained on you.

The crowd seemed to cheer the loudest when Haley’s Circus’ crown jewel the Flying Graysons took to the trapeze. They all flew through the air with stunning grace. The child in particular struck out to you. So young and already so talented.

As quickly as the crowd was awed by the family they erupted in horrified screams. The world seemed to move in slow motion as the rope on the trapeze snapped and the oldest Graysons fell to their deaths. The only Grayson left unharmed was the boy. That poor boy.

The crowd was quickly ushered out of the tent by the police. Bruce pulled some strings and the two of you stayed behind to do some damage control with the press and police. Bruce did most of the talking and you left his side at some point to comfort the boy who had just lost his parents, a task that no one else seemed to put on priority.

You sat with the boy you came to know as Dick and comforted him. Neither of you said much, he was still in shock and needed time to process but you sat with him and offered comfort. After talking with the Commissioner, Bruce came over and explained the situation to you.

This was a murder investigation and the primary suspect was on the loose. Dick needed a safe and secure place to live until Tony Zucco was brought to justice and Bruce offer the manor as refuge. When the two of you did all that you could at the scene you and Bruce guided Dick to the car with you holding his hand firmly the entire way.

Dick’s acclamation took as long as could be expected. He desired to bring his parent’s death to justice and snuck out often to go on his hunt. It was an understandable desire but seeing this drive reminded you painfully about Bruce’s childhood.

“End this, Bruce. Find Zucco and take care of him before Dick goes out and gets himself hurt.” You argued with your husband. He agreed to watch over him and make sure that he wasn’t hurt but claimed that Dick needed to do this on his own and find some closure. Bruce too saw the path Dick was going down and want to guide him towards a better life.

Unfortunately, Dick loved the life he found as a vigilante. Batman took him underneath his wing and taught him everything there was to know about crime fighting. You didn’t want that life for him but you were glad that your husband was his mentor.

In time you grew to care for Dick as a son. Bruce did too, even if he wouldn’t vocalize it. You could tell by the prideful gleam in his eyes when he looked at him. Dick grew to care for the two of you too. You knew you could never replace his parents but you hoped that one day you might be able to call him son. You brought this matter up to Bruce about a year after Dick had come to live with you.

“Bruce, what do you think about adoption?” You broached the subject while laying in bed. Bruce had just come back from patrol and was exhausted.

“[Y/N], bringing a child into all of this is not a great idea.” He sighed. You knew he had a lot on his plate right now. It seemed like all of the villains of Gotham were released from Arkham at the same time and were running amuck.

“I’m not asking to adopt a baby. I’m asking to adopt Dick.” You say biting your lip in anticipation of his response. “Just think about it please? Dick is already far too involved with the Batbusiness now so that’s no longer an issue. We can also provide for him far better than the state can. I want this, Bruce. Dick is already my child I just want to make it official.” You continued when he didn’t respond.

“Alright. We can talk to Dick about it and get the papers drawn up.” He said with a smile. You smiled excitedly and threw your arms around his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss.

“We’re going to be parents, Bruce!” You say enthusiastically. He chuckled and pulled you back into another kiss.

“We already are [Y/N]” He said when he pulled away. You couldn’t help but to agree with him.