Alas Dick Grayson, You Would Love Human By Christina Perri. Those Crashouts Would Be Legendary.

I was laughing with a friend about an idea for Harry Potter. That after second year interhouse camaraderie was at an all time high because Harry helped establish the Hogwarts Fight club.

Naturally what happens at fight club stays at fight club and magic is there to make that possible. The only way you even know or can talk to someone about it is if they were within the secrecy runes some during the actual fight. If they weren’t eavesdroppers will mostly just hear gibberish.

The room is established somewhere deep in the dungeons because they’re endless and maze like and you have to have a certain item/guide to find the place or else you’ll just get lost.

It does fucking wonders. All houses are welcome. Magical fights or physical brawls are your options. No maiming or killing. Dark magic is allowed, but only if both parties agree. First years are not allowed to fight and you can only challenge people within one number grade of your own.

It turns out that when students have the opportunity to have a seemingly all out brawl that relations on the surface improve.

Originally this had just been a duel between Harry and Draco. Then Ron challenged Nott and Hermione challenged Pansy. One of the Ravenclaws in their year called Neville a squib and Susan Bones was not gonna let that slide. Soon, With the help of the twins and some other older students who wanted in, they’d created a secrecy circle in the dungeons with Runes which was the only way anyone was comfortable with this continuing because it literally made snitching near impossible.

Needless to say when all the third years (Harry’s Grade) started getting along rather well despite house colors and prejudice, others got curious.

Soon invites we’re given to older students and Harry’s fairly certain that Hogwarts is sentient and expanded the dungeon to make way for their growing numbers.

Soon the entire school was getting along. You get students were seeking out older students for tutoring. The great hall was a multicolored mess as kids sat together at any table to strategized or make bets.

After a particularly cheap game of quidditch between Gryffindor and Slytherin, half the school disappeared into the dungeons to watch Woods and the other Caption Duke it out magicless.

Who knew that the best way to have everyone get along was to let them Duke it out behind closed doors?

dapper / disheveled

Yooooo, we interacted on a Jason Todd angsty prompt post and i said I'd write a fic and i did! you asked to stay updated soooo, here

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Ooooh thank you so much!!! I’m so exited!

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Fanart for @caffeinatedflumadiddlebutpjo ‘s Son of Sea Foam AU! I love this fic and I can’t wait for the sequel. Fic link down below, for anyone interested:

“He cut her hair too short”, “Why couldn’t he make it longer it’s so ugly”, have you ever considered the fact that HE WAS DYING??? He didn’t exactly have time to be like ‘oh how long would you like it dear, let’s make sure there is a good length!’ ALSO have you considered how freeing it would feel to have all that pressure gone?? Like she is free of her burdens both literally and figuratively. And also it’s not even that ugly, like those layers are amazing! Anyways, I get so mad when people criticize the haircut, like appreciate the symbolism please! God I love this movie

Finnaly

All healed up Jason who just decides to move back into Wayne manor, and he suddenly takes up his role similar to a 1950’s Housewife with a weapons arsenal. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jason in the morning dropping his brothers off to school: I made Lunch you better fucking eat it

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ jason in a floral apron making cookies?? Bruce just thinks he’s hallucinating for the first week because that cannot be his murder son

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he doesn’t even tell anyone he’s back. He just snuck in and took up residence in the kitchen at 1am, making pancakes until the morning

Tim, who only knew Jason through stories and rumours and snuck down the stairs for midnight coffee: who the fuck is that??

The feminine urge to cry after your favorite teacher gives you more time to “finish” the project you spent six days on. “It has a lot of potential, I’m exited to see what you end up doing with it, but make sure to turn it in soon!”

Well I thought it was turned in three weeks ago but ok

Well, I finally found out the unidentifiable feeling in my chest every time I see some booktoker post about their version of fanfic.