you're making me lose my drive

anonymous asked:

I'm feeling kinda sick. Any batfam headcanons that might make me feel better? Thanks! I love your work so much. You're one of my favorite blogs on here.

I’m sorry you’re feeling under the weather and I’m even sorrier that this is a day late! Between homework, Ryan Potter and five hour power outage, things were a bit crazy yesterday. I hope this is worth the wait cause I’m sending get better vibes!!!

Cass is a huge slob, she doesn’t bother cleaning anything up. If she loses something in her mess, she just pushes things aside until she finds it. It drives Jason and Alfred mad who work hard to clean up her space only for her to mess it up again a day later. The rest of the family finds it amusing that the media views Cass as this quiet, darling heiress meanwhile at the house she's spread obscenely on the couch in a sports bra and boxers pouring chips into her mouth. 

Tim used to be into photography when he was younger, he doesn’t often pull out his old clunky camera any more but he is a snapchat king. He uses it most often to reflect his general annoyance and apathy at the weirdness in life. His snapchat is public so people get to see the Wayne family in a light never before seen. They are concerned that the youngest kid was threatening Tim with a sharp knife and Tim’s caption was just It must be Tuesday

Bruce is working on banning his kids from WE during regular working hours. His staff is confused, they’re your kids, why would you not want them in the building. But they don’t understand the sheer amount of mischief those sassy and too-clever-for-their-own-good children can cause. The amount of times those kids have come in and completely disrupted everything, quietly and “”“accidently”“” is mind-numbing. Please he goes to work to get away from them, let him live.

Jay started spray painting his symbol on certain areas to proclaim that this area was safe from perverts and molesters because he was was watching out for that area. Word spread quickly and girls from all over Gotham would run from their pursuers, not to the police, but into Red Hood’s territory. The smart thugs turned around right there but anyone who pursued the girls gotten beaten twice as hard as they would anywhere else. The other kids started doing the same so at any point in the city, you’ll find a symbol on the side of an old building and girls know they’ll be safe here.

Tim is too tired to be concerned with gender norms. He’ll be sitting at his laptop working while Cass does his nails, he’ll usually only object if the color doesn’t suit his skin tone. He’ll keep the polish on for as long as it lasts. He’s accidently grabbed one of the girl’s dresses a couple of times when going out and whatever, it fits and it’s comfy and hey wow this one has pockets score. He’s on first name basis with his local Sephora, he’s exhausted to the point of ill health and regularly beaten within an inch of his life. He needs all the help he can get. He’s got more make-up than all the other boys combined but Steph gives him a run for his money. They have make-up sleepovers and they discuss brands and types they like.

You know how as a young Robin, Dick had a habit of just flipping everywhere? Yeah that never really went away. As a 20 something adult, you can still catch Dick Grayson just casually walking, both in private and public, around on his hands. He regularly jumps over the banister at the Manor and lands on the floor below after a graceful couple of flips. Sometimes before a patrol he’ll just backflip across the Cave and Bruce is So Tired. Dick please, you’re close to 30, you can’t just flip around like you’re still 9. But of course who listens to Bruce so the entire floor is rocking because this tall, well built giant kid needs to goddamn flip himself everywhere like an overeager squirrel.

"ferris bueller's day off" starters
  • "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."
  • "If I get caught, I don't graduate."
  • "Well, we've had a bit of bad luck this morning as you may have heard."
  • "This is my ninth sick day this semester. It's pretty tough coming up with new illnesses. If I go for ten, I'm probably going to have to barf up a lung, so I better make this one count."
  • "Twenty bucks says he's in his car right now debating on whether or not to go out."
  • "Excuse me. If whoever was in this house is still in the house, I'd like you to know that I've just called the police. I'd also like to add that I've got my father's gun and a SCORCHING case of herpes."
  • "What a little asshole."
  • "This is ridiculous making me wait around the house for you."
  • "Whatever mileage we put on, we'll take off."
  • "I'm going to take a stand. I'm going to defend it. Right or wrong, I'm going to defend it."
  • "I think I see my dad."
  • "How can I possibly be expected to handle school on a day like this?"
  • "I meant, are you in here for drugs?"
  • "Um, he's/she's/they're sick. My best friend's sister's boyfriend's brother's girlfriend heard from this guy who knows this kid who's going with the girl who saw [name] pass out at 31 Flavors last night. I guess it's pretty serious."
  • "The city looks so peaceful from up here."
  • "The key to faking out the parents is the clammy hands. It's a good non-specific symptom; I'm a big believer in it. A lot of people will tell you that a good phony fever is a deadlock, but, uh... you get a nervous mother, you could wind up in a doctor's office. That's worse than school. You fake a stomach cramp, and when you're bent over, moaning and wailing, you lick your palms."
  • "Thank you, no. I'm straight."
  • "It's a little childish and stupid, but then, so is high school."
  • "Drugs?"
  • "You fellas have nothing to worry about. I'm a professional."
  • "Anything is peaceful from one thousand, three hundred and fifty-three feet."
  • "So THAT'S how it is in their family..."
  • "You make me get out of bed, you make me come over here."
  • "[Name], you're my hero."
  • "Why can't you let me rot in peace?"
  • "It is his fault he didn't lock the garage."
  • "Les jeux sont faits. Translation; the game is up. Your ass is mine.
  • "Why'd you kick me?"
  • "A; You can never go too far. B; If I'm gonna get busted, it is NOT gonna be by a guy like that."
  • "I don't trust this kid any further than I can throw him."
  • "I don't remember him being sick nine times."
  • "You killed the car."
  • "There's someone you should talk to."
  • "We're going to get busted."
  • "[Name], this one's for you."
  • "Okay, [name], can we just let it go, please?"
  • "Go piss up a flagpole."
  • "I do have a test today, that wasn't bullshit. It's on European socialism. I mean, really, what's the point? I'm not European. I don't plan on being European. So who gives a crap if they're socialists? They could be fascist anarchists, it still doesn't change the fact that I don't own a car."
  • "The question isn't 'what are we going to do,' the question is 'what AREN'T we going to do?'"
  • "Never had one lesson!"
  • "If you had access to a car like this, would you take it back right away?"
  • "A man with priorities so far out of whack doesn't deserve such a fine automobile."
  • "Did you blow him away or somethin'?"
  • "Uh, what country do you think this is?"
  • "You wear too much eye makeup. My sister wears too much. People think she's a whore."
  • "Why are you here?"
  • "He's licking the glass and making obscene gestures with his hands."
  • "Who do you love? You love a car!"
  • "Sooner or later, everyone goes to the zoo."
  • "I can't drive when you're yelling at me!"
  • "Only the meek get pinched. The bold survive."
  • "He's gonna marry me."
  • "If you say '[name]', you lose a testicle."
  • "Be a man, take some Pepto-Bismol, get dressed and come on over here, I'm tired of this stuff."
  • "Between grief and nothing... I'll take grief."
  • "I asked for a car, I got a computer. How's that for being born under a bad sign?"
  • "We'll drive home backwards."
  • "Four thousand restaurants in the downtown area, I pick the one my father goes to."
  • "Pardon my French, but you're an asshole!"
  • "If you're not over here in fifteen minutes, you can find a new best friend."
  • "Here's where [name] goes berserk."
  • "You just sounded like Dirty Harry just then."
  • "You realize if we played by the rules right now we'd be in gym?"
  • "I am not going to sit on my ass as the events that affect me unfold to determine the course of my life."
  • "I weep for the future."
  • "Now, I didn't hit you. I lightly slapped you."
  • "Not that I condone fascism, or any -ism for that matter."
  • "Pardon my French, but [name] is so tight that if you stuck a lump of coal up his/her/their ass, in two weeks you'd have a diamond."
  • "Incredible, one of the worst performances of my career and they never doubted it for a second."
  • "Look, don't make me participate in your stupid crap if you don't like the way I do it."
  • "Where's your brain?"
  • "You're not dying, you just can't think of anything good to do."
  • "Don't worry about it, I don't even have a piece of shit. I have to envy yours."
  • "The man could squash my nuts into oblivion."
  • "If anyone needs a day off, it's [name]. He/She/They has/have a lot of things to sort out before he graduates. Can't be wound up this tight and go to college, his roommate will kill him/her/them."
  • "You're still here? It's over!"

cj-jeanie-deactivated20170417  asked:

It's kind of random, but I just wanted to let you know that you're helping me not lose my drive for writing. I'm doing nanowrimo and I'm already worried about making the 50k word count, but then I look at your posts about your novella and how even your word count varies and it's totally normal to not write the same amount of words every day. Anyways, I hope you have a great weekend and thanks for unknowingly helping me de-stress about my writing.

So first off, I’m really proud of you for doing something you love, even (especially) when it’s hard.

If it makes a difference, I advise you not to worry about making the 50K word count, because the important thing is to be creative, to tell your story, and to push through the challenging parts so you can get to the parts that are fun. I’m relearning this almost daily, while I work on the short story that wanted to be a novella that is trying to be a novel.

It sounds like you’re on your way to enjoying the journey and telling the story, but you inspired me to share some thoughts about my current process and progress:

I have to constantly remind myself that it isn’t about the word count or the number of days in a row that I write (I realize NaNoWriMo is set up to make those things important, but stay with me for a sec). I have to constantly remind myself that this is the first draft! This is the puke draft. This is the draft where all the ideas come out, all the bits fall onto the page, and I just go until it’s finished. We have to remember that this draft is going to have big holes in it. We’re going to come back to it in a month or so and realize that we wrote the same scene twice, or that we had something in our brains that we forgot to tell the reader, so this scene doesn’t make sense. But all of that is okay! We can fix it when we do our second draft, and the second draft is so much easier than the first draft, and almost always more fun.

But! We’re never going to get to the end of our story if we worry about how close to finished the first draft is. We’re never going to get to the end of our story if we judge ourselves the whole time we’re writing the first draft. We’re never going to get to the excitement and satisfaction of doing the rewrites if we don’t let ourselves just WRITE.

So try not to worry – wait, there is no try, only do and do not – DO NOT WORRY about the word count. Some days are going to be epic word dumps (Scalzi does 10K words in a day from time to time, for crap’s sake) and some days are going to be epic struggles to finish with 290 words that we aren’t that crazy about but at least it’s something.

Maybe you’ll get to 50K by the end of the month, and maybe you won’t, but if you focus – wait. WHEN you focus on telling the story and listening to your characters, when you test and challenge and reward them, the total word count is a bonus. But the story, as they say, is the thing.

Keep writing!