Plotting

Hunting for Plot Bunnies

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Random HC: Roy will frequently refer to Damian as “mini-Jason” which never fails to rile Damian up.

Jason starts referring to Damian as “mini-me” because it riles him up even more

Dick accidentally calls Damian “mini-Jason” after hearing Jason and Roy do it so many times and the look of horror/betrayal on Damian’s face is how Damian got another cat even after Bruce had said no like five times.

Once Talia told Damian ‘you’re so much like your big brother’ and he just looked so betrayed before jumping off the building and down the fire escape.

Bruce comments one (1) time that Damian reminds him of Tim in one small, specific way. Damian can’t decide which is worse and he refuses to work with anyone other than the girls for the next three weeks.

Cassandra accidentally called Damian Tim which made Damian so mad he won’t talk to her anymore.

Babs also calls Damian mini-Jason on occasion, making Steph the only acceptable person left in his eyes. Steph would most definitely want to call Damian mini-Jason, or mini-Tim if she has no regard for her overall safety, but at the same time she’s Damian’s favorite right now. She’s ranked higher than Dick Grayson. She can’t just give that up! So she resists the temptation, and keeps her silence. Meanwhile she texts Jason on occasion offering alternative nicknames or phrasing that will rile Damian up even more.

Steph accidentally left her phone out on the desk of the batcomputer which Damian happened to be by before patrol. The screen lit up and Damian was curious, so he looked and saw a text from Jason saying that he’ll start calling Damian ‘tiny twin’. Damian was furious and ignored Steph during the whole patrol. Steph is bummed she lost her favorite sibling position.

Damian is fast losing siblings he’s willing to place in the favorite sibling position. After a couple weeks of confusion for everyone regarding the situation, he announces that Wally West is now his favorite sibling. Everyone else is just as confused as Wally. Damian clarifies that he doesn’t anticipated West maintaining the position behind a few days given his idiotic tendencies.

Damian was obviously right. Wally became really annoying and kept calling Damian ‘lil bro’ which irritated Damian. He snapped though when Wally accidentally called him ‘lil Jay ’. Now the hunt for a favorite sibling continues.

Bruce intervenes whenever Damian even briefly considers one of the lanterns. Damian doesn’t even have to say anything. Bruce just knows.

The brief stint with Rose Wilson as favorite sibling was stressful for many people.

Damian settled on Donna eventually, to the relief of everyone. They got at least three weeks of peace with that.

Eventually, Donna also betrays him by reminiscing about something Jason used to do when one of Damian habits remind her of him.

Damian decides to take a different approach and demands another sibling from his parents. A baby will surely not let him down. Talia very gently but firmly lets him down and Bruce just cries (he hasn’t slept in a while and is currently trying to reinsert the batmobile’s battery that someone had removed as a prank).

Damian settles on Lian as his favorite sibling, she’s cute and small and how can she possibly let him down. And there is the added benefit of Jason’s face when Damian insists on babysitting for a day. (Damian tells Jason he gets the same eye twitch as Bruce in revenge).

Years later Lian too betrays him when she confides that Jon was her very first crush

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first day as a second century warlord i have my men tie branches to their horses’ tails to stir up dust and make it look like there’s a lot of us but i forget it just rained so there isn’t any dust and the enemy can clearly see there’s like twenty of us all spread out in a line

second day as a second century warlord i bribe a bunch of kids to start singing a nursery rhyme i carefully crafted to spread misinformation and further my strategic ends but they change the lyrics to be about poop and the enemy isn’t misdirected at all

third day as a second century warlord i lure my enemy into a narrow valley and send a team of archers to shoot them from the high ground but there was a feral hog napping on the trail up to the overlook and they couldn’t decide whether to try and shoot it or just go around and by the time the hog woke up and left on its own the enemy had already passed safely below

fourth day as a second century warlord we attempt to join a battle on the side of the guy we want to ally with but he and the guy he’s fighting have really similar names and it’s finally dusty and i misread the standards and attack the wrong guy. so now we’re stuck with this total loser of a liege lord, because how the fuck do you explain that after a battle?

fifth day as a second century warlord and some sort of wizard wanders into camp, my loser liege lord wants to execute him for being a wizard but i convince him to let the wizard stay, because i want to do more weather-based strategies and i’m pretty sure having a camp wizard can help with that. after the welcome to the team banquet the wizard steals half the treasury and my liege lord’s wife and leaves

sixth day as a second century warlord my loser liege lord sends me to reinforce a city he’s taken, but in the confusion of leaving i forgot to take the token that would have gotten us into the city, so my men have to wait outside the city walls for like eight hours while i ride back to get it

seventh day as a second century warlord and my loser liege lord finally joins me in the city, it turns out he’s actually a pretty cool guy, and he isn’t even that mad at me for letting the wizard steal his wife. i decide to shoot my shot but i’m really nervous and keep on stalling because what if i mess up our relationship and by extension jeopardize the security of my men, and eventually he just says goodnight and goes back to his room, where an assassin is in the process of setting up to kill him

eighth day as a second century warlord and my loser liege lord tells me to fake defect to his rival warlord, the one i originally wanted to ally with, to find out if he was the one who sent the assassin and why. but my whole way over to the rival warlord i’m worried that this has something to do with the wizard thing or how awkward i made it last night

ninth day as a second century warlord i try to tactfully ask my fake liege lord if he sent the assassin to kill my loser liege lord and it turns out the idea of using assassins never occurred to him, but now that i’ve suggested it he’s really into it. in order to save my loser liege lord i volunteer to be the one to kill him

tenth day as a second century warlord on my way back to my loser liege lord’s city i realize i won’t be able to collect my men from my fake liege lord until i bring back my loser liege lord’s head. this would have been a great thing to think of before i got myself in this situation. i go back to my loser liege lord and ask him to rescue my men, and he tells me that if he could sack my fake liege lord’s camp he already would have. that doesn’t change the fact that my men are still trapped. they’re prisoners, even. i go back to my room to sulk

eleventh day as a second century warlord i find a little caged pigeon in the rafters of my loser liege lord’s room and deduce it belonged to the assassin. without asking permission or telling my loser liege lord goodbye i let the pigeon loose and follow it north. don’t ask what i was doing in my loser liege lord’s room. it’s not important

twelfth day as a second century warlord i disguise myself as a wizard and enter the camp of the coalition leader the pigeon led me to. in the middle of my little sleight of hand performance i make eye contact with the coalition leader’s second-in-command. IT’S THE WIZARD THAT STOLE MY LOSER LIEGE LORD’S WIFE. after the banquet i corner the fake wizard and ask him what the fuck is going on and he just says ā€œwouldn’t you like to knowā€ and leaves. i don’t know what to say to that so i just let him go

thirteenth day as a second century warlord i’m honestly so sick of not knowing what’s going on, so i adjust my wizard costume to passably disguise myself as a woman and break into the women’s area of the camp, where sure enough my loser liege lord’s wife is. i ask her what she’s doing here and she tells me the fake wizard overheard her singing a poem she overheard on the street, not knowing it contains the coalition leader’s formation’s weaknesses. the fake wizard kidnapped her and assigned an assassin to kill her husband before they figured out the poem’s significance. she shares the first couplet with me but i’m discovered and thrown out before she can share any more. she doesn’t need to. through a bizarre coincidence of homophones, it’s the poop version of my misinformation nursery rhyme

fourteenth day as a second century warlord i go back to my loser liege lord and tell him everything, urging him to join with my fake liege lord to attack the coalition leader according to the weaknesses in the nursery rhyme. he tells me frankly that he doesn’t trust me anymore. i ask him to execute me if that’s really true, because i can’t bear to live if i can’t protect him and i can’t protect my men. he agrees to attack the coalition leader

fifteenth day as a second century warlord. due to the information in the nursery rhyme, and thanks to my loser liege lord reminding me of the weather conditions multiple times while planning our battle strategy, our alliance carries the day. my loser liege lord gets his wife back. my men tell me that our fake liege lord actually treated them really well and they’d like to stay with him if i don’t mind. i do mind, now that neither the men i love nor the man i love have any use for me, but i don’t tell them that

sixteenth day as a second century warlord i’m preparing to leave to i don’t know where, maybe to try to become a wizard for real, when my loser liege lord stops me and asks me where i’m going. he says he had hoped i would continue to work as his advisor. i was unaware i was his advisor in the first place. i agree, and he tells me he’s truly honored to have me in his service at last. he has known i am a rare and talented man with a strategic intelligence far above his ever since the day he witnessed me tying branches to my horses’ tails in six inches of mud, and could not for the life of him figure out why

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Critical background info on our beloved second century warlord

[ID: a post by OP that says ā€œjesus christ where’d all these people reading my silly little warlord post come from.ā€ They reblogged it and said ā€œanyways i’m glad so many people like my warlord guy, his name is huang mi (styled yuzhi) and he’s like that all the time. he has a big scar on his thigh from fucking up a sword dance. he hates getting wet and has never owned or sought to own an umbrella. his favorite color is orange, but his men didn’t want to wear that color so now their uniforms are red but it’s not like he minds that much right it’s just a uniform just a stupid uniform. whatever. he has a recurring nightmare where he keeps on misspelling his own name, and he wakes up screaming every time. with his advice his lord has never lost a battle.ā€ End ID]

full huang mi saga, now all in one post šŸ‘

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ā€œDon’t just throw ripped jeans away, you can repair them using these 10 cute Visible Mending techniques!!ā€ unfortunately my friend the first point of failure for every single pair of jeans i have owned in my life has been the Crotch and Ass. Knees: fine, cuffs: fine; but 3 years in, and all that stands between the world and my astronaut-patterned taint is 0.5µm of denim worn so thin that every squat threatens to tear it to shreds like wet toilet paper. If the Tiktok craft community could figure out a way to resurrect jeans afflicted in such a way that doesn’t involve adding a whole ass buttpatch like some sort of inverse assless chaps situation then that’d be great

May I recommend the sashiko family of techniques? I’m not sure if you’ve seen this particular method but it’s one that is likely thousands of years old and is especially good for areas like the inseam or the knees that generally get more wear than other regions:

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Many of the visible mending hacks one sees are designed to be aesthetic and not structural, as OP points out, but this technique is different:

1) you’ll notice that the mended area is larger than the actual damage. All of the stitched area indicates where additional fabric is added for strength.

2) the pattern of visible stitching is PRACTICAL in this work. The reason pants wear down along the inseam is that the fabric is constantly being rubbed against the other leg. Here, the stitching is what’s rubbing against itself, and the embroidery will fail first, meaning the fabric underneath will last longer.

3) this technique is very, very simple once you draw your grid, and there are plenty of places online that sell water soluble graph paper that you can sew into as a guide and then wash out.

Please please please don’t give up on home sewing and mending because of content farms - I promise there’s a whole world of incredibly simple and reliable techniques that - while perhaps time consuming - are PROVEN to increase the longevity of your clothes AND give you further opportunities to express your creativity and style!!!

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Dino cube :)

My 2 year old son is obsessed with your Dino cube. When I showed him he audibly gasped and took my phone from me so he could zoom in and look at different parts of Dino cube. He looked at Dino cube’s face and turned to me and said ā€œhappy!!!ā€ and I said yes, Dinosaur is happy!

He spent 5 minutes just admiring every part of Dino cube, he would’ve spent longer if I’d let him lol. Picture saved so he can look more later.

Genuinely the cutest thing I’ve read :’) Your sons ā€œhappy!!ā€ comment is the single most greatest art critique I’ve received

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Thinking about… Grieving the undead.

You aren’t dead, but you’re moving 12 hours away.

You aren’t dead, but you’re leaving our friend group.

You aren’t dead but you’ve moved to a different state and now we text twice a year.

You aren’t dead but you blocked me.

You aren’t dead but we stopped talking, not on purpose but so long ago that I wouldn’t even know what to say to you now.

You aren’t dead but you’re a stranger to me now.

You aren’t dead but we lost touch and now I don’t even remember your username.

You aren’t dead but I ended things with you and now we never speak.

You aren’t dead but I still have to grieve you. Whether I’d change it if I could or not, you’re still a presence that I’m used to and now you won’t be there anymore.

And so I grieve.

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walkable cities also means sittable cities send tweet

some people are responding to this like its a joke and im going to assume u are the type of people to say “its only a 3 minute walk” when i tell them the nearest bench is too far away

also anyone who thinks “3 minutes isnt THAT bad” you will be old one day. and you will wish the bench was closer

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