Trio slime 💙💙
I just spent like two hours explaining adhd with my brother to my grandparents (on to side of my family that doesn’t have it everywhere) and holy shitttt am I exhausted. Like I have adhd, both my brothers have adhd and so do a few of my cousins some aunts and uncles probably my gramma and maybe as well my great uncle and probably more as that is all on only one side of my family where it’s just highly concentrated at this point. But anyways that is not the point, the point is that trying to have a conversation with two neurotypicals as two neurodivergents about adhd is so fricking frustrating. So like at times my nana would interrupt my brother or get off topic about something and my brother and I would just look at each other like ‘seriously SERIOUSLY!?!???’ because we can’t just go back to the original conversation after getting side tracked that is literally not possible for us. Or at times she would get really focus on interest and being motivated by that and we were struggling to explain how interest is a factor but now I huge part in like studying for exams for example. (please note my mum, who is the not adhd sibling of her generation, is also trying to help explain this) Or also she, still my nana, got really caught up on how it must be that we can't focus because we can't see how it will immediately affect our futures when studying, which noooo we can see we just can't do anything to make ourselves study or be interested. and my grandpa was better about not interupting he did get kinda confused about if my brother (who doesn’t have an official diagnosis, the other brother and I do) was self diagnosing and how can we be sure if he does have adhd. And at this point when both of his sibling do, at least one cousin, two aunts and uncles and probably more family has it and adhd being known to be hereditary, you kinda get to know the symptoms well and can look at someone and go ‘oh yeah you’ve got this and this and this and oh that too and this over here and oh yeah your life had kinda fallen apart a bit after high school yeah maybe you do have adhd’ so nope we maybe be ‘self diagnosing’ but when we’re also working for a diagnosis and know it that well its really not in the same category.
(and yes I know that they don’t know about this and are just trying to understand and look out for us but despite having grace to them in conversation that doesn’t make it any less frustrating. and im also only mentioning the more annoying/frustrating things here)
In truth all the other octopi just think you’re a right bastard who needs to “shut the fuck up Dave, we know you ate the fish from the tank across the hall nobody cares” and have now stopped associating you as the same species as them.
You are an “eldritch abomination” who is actually just an octopus in an aquarium with a superiority complex.
I think one of DC's biggest mistakes is the fact that Billy Batson, Jon Kent, and Damian Wayne aren't an established trio
I refuse to believe these three didn't meet each other and immediately agree to start causing problems on purpose
Damian's an ex assassin, son of Batman, and the heir to the biggest crime ring in the world, who hates himself, but also believes he's the best person alive
Jon is Superman's son, and has somehow managed to convince everyone he's a Good Boy™ when his best friend is Ra's al Ghul's grandson
And Billy's a teenage boy who has/is tricking the Justice League into letting him stay on their team because he can make himself look like an Adult Man™
These three should be committing felonies together DC
Persephone captain marvel au. Hear me out.
Associated with duality, reincarnation, resurrection, childhood innocence (and it getting ripped away by adults), and her 'counterpart' Kore, which is her in her returning aspect of spring, youthfulness, new life... Come on. Is that not the closest thing to Billy you've ever seen in ancient Greece? Where he gets his powers?
It all starts with Teth Adam, and his devastation at the death of his son. He finds the old paths, breaks them open, and storms down into the underworld to demand him back. His is not a new story.
But where Persephone might ordinarily be inclined to ease her husband's scorn, give the troubled mourner a chance, she is speaking to the champion of magic, the world's mightiest mortal. The chance of success is too high. The challenge would not be enough. The death was too high profile and would risk too many attempting to follow in his footsteps. The man is too unstable, too powerful, too close to the heart of magic for it to be safe - for any of him - to grant his wish and risk his false hope.
They deny him.
Enraged, implacable, Teth Adam lashes out. The battle is long and drawn out, neither side tiring even as both weaken, but Persephone, in either form, is not one of war, and she is felled as her curses shatter, her furies tossed aside like dolls. The sound of Hades' scream as Adam's surprise leaves him open flattens the rubble of their throne room.
The wounded champion escapes, hounded by cerberus and skeletons instead of his son's shade, as her husband crashes to his knees beside her. She has not a mortal soul, and thus will be going where even Death cannot reach.
But Adam killed the goddess of reincarnation, and Billy has odd dreams. He's pretty sure he needs to ease up on the stress. He's restless in winter and distracted in summer, he can sleep outside in howling storms as long as he's tucked snug in the boughs of a tree, he's had the luck of never tasting a rotten fruit. Sometimes it feels like there's ghosts in his hideouts and the kids at school try and bribe him to curse their enemies.
When he chosen to be Captain Marvel the wizard chokes on his own speech when the smoke clears. They stare at each other.
"Well," says Persephone, "that was unexpected. Hullo."
"Hello," the wizard replies, "I was under the impression..."
"I don't think the laws of interference quite apply until I'm immortal again," he says.
The wizard's relief is palpable. It's understandable, he looks ready to keel over from old age. "Can I ask...?" he gestures at the new body. It takes a second to understand.
"Oh, I'm a boy now. For a while."
And that's that.
Until green lantern is killed in battle.
Steph: Come on Dami, tell us who's your favorite sibling
Tim: Me. Obviously
Damian: Do you have a concussion right now, or has your caffeine habit finally caused brain damage?
Duke: Yeah unless you all were pulling my leg, Damian tried, and nearly succeeded, to kill you multiple times
Tim: Let me explain-
Damian: This ought to be good
Tim: When I started being Robin, Dick barely talked to me and now he calls me multiple times a week and we go train surfing once a month
Dick: Sorry about that. I was kinda going through....a lot
Tim: No problem. Then Jason damn near killed me and he says I'm his favorite brother. We play Smash Brothers and talk shit about you guys all the time
Steph: It's true, I've been over there a few times. There's also cake and plotting against our enemies
Tim: So I fully expect that Damian either will, or currently does, like me the best. After the second murder attempt I knew I was going to be his best man if he gets married
Damian: Oh No
Dick: What?
Damian: I just thought about it and if I had to pick a best man, it'd be a tie between you and Drake!
Tim: Just accept it. The more you try to hate me, the more you'll love me
I can totally imagine that at some point a few of them, prolly Wild, Wind and maybe Warriors out of pettiness, went around whatever Hyrule they were in and ‘tested’ a bunch of doors to try and find a superior door to Legend’s. (spoiler alert they can’t it is after all the Master Door) Legend just sits smugly in the background cause while he may not be happy about the door and resulting teasing he’s sure as hell gonna take pride in having the best door.
(@technicallya1manband @tortilla-of-courage @sky-squido)
in reference to the chain fic
just realized that when Ravio returns home to find the door gone and multiple items missing from Legend’s house, it’s going to look like some one robbed the place
why is this so goddamn funny
My room has been contaminated, I evacuated to my brother’s room where I will be staying for approximately the next 24 hours until my father, designated spider-killer, returns home.