Got Back Into Reading Fanfiction Again, Here Are Some (more) Of My Favourite Dadneto/magneto Family Fanfics;

this makes sense to me, idk if it will make sense to u

you punch nazis!

(requested by anonymous)

I still can't stress enough over how underrated Ghostmaker in this fandom is.

You want to say that my man, Minhkhoa Khan, dragged Slade's ass and called him out ("But what should be expected from a guy who usually goes after the kids?") as if Super Bowl depended on him, almost kissed the shit out of Bruce in Moscow, fucks pretty men and women in his penthouse, is immune to fear toxin, and despite all break-ups and reinconcilation, total different morals, got Bruce Wayne asking him to join him in Gotham after years of divorce, AND YOU STILL SLEEP ON HIS CHARACTER?

Stupid silly bastard I miss him sm...

Had an art block so ofc I went back to draw them

SUPERNOVA *blinds u w 20 tornadoes*

Batfam and their relationship with the vigilante alter egos:

Bruce wanted to have some sort of conflict with Batman, and to some extent he got what he asked for. The only problem is that the general public decided that the conflict he had with Batman was the divorce™. And although it feels very weird having yourself as your ex, Bruce finds a twisted pleaser at criticizing Batman's life (or parenting, mostly parenting) choices.

Dick, contrary, following one of his impulses of teenage maximalism, decided to be on the opposite part of the spectrum: he loves, read wants, Nightwing in every possible way. Answering questions, he shamelessly adds unnecessary and inappropriate details (“If I got this ass, I'd be like DJ brbrbrbr”) purely to make his siblings grimace in disgust.

Jason is legally dead, and the dead, as a rule, don't have opinions. Red Hood, on the other hand, is very opinionated about poor sweet angel Jason Todd who died too young. And he expresses this opinion especially loudly and especially heartbreakingly, overusing the shit out of extensive literary knowledge, when Bruce and Dick nobody in particular is within earshot.

Tim has a public beef with Red Robin, because, actually, fuck that guy. He has started multiple twitter wars, spending hours making his two official accounts fight each other. He doesn't need to do that anymore, everyone already knows that these two hate each other's guts, but Tim still does it simply for the love of the game.

Damian is Robin's defender for life, even though he really wants to be a hater like his father. They just don't get him like Damian does. Because, alright, maybe Robin did steal these penguins from the public Zoo, but MAYBE that penguins were kept in terrible condition; have you even tried to use your cognitive abilities to consider it, moron?

Cass doesn't say anything about Orphan, when asked, just stares at people until they leave her alone. It doesn't feel right to lie to their faces, but she also can tell the truth because, well, her relationships with herself in any form are… complicated.

Steph is Spoilers biggest fan: she's obnoxious about it and will yap for hours, if someone dared to mention her alter ego in a sentence. She carries a napkin with her own signature in the pocket of every pair of her pants, and insists that the sweatshirt she's wearing right now (it's always a different sweatshirt) hasn't been washed in a month because Spoiler touched it. 

Duke, being the OG gaslighter of the family, went an extra mile and created a dramatic, gut-wrenching backstory about him and Signal being best friends in their childhood but slowly drifting away, hunted by the different lifestyles and the burden of responsibility. And now when someone asks him about Signal, Duke makes a sad face and lets out a few sniffs, one time he legitimately cried, and since then reporters are too uncomfortable to ask him.

You gotta love Damian, man.

Bro's family is falling apart, his house is gone, his siblings won't talk to his father, he is fresh out of grandfathers, and he's alone with a Father that doesn't understand him and forces him to go to a school where they bully him...

And mf is like 'Fuck this shit, I'm reading Naruto'

anyone else ever wish they could lie down harder? Like, I'm already horizontal, but I need more horizontal. I need to be absorbed by the floor. I think that would fix me