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Both ”leave authors alone, it is their work” and “you can tell authors that their work is promblematic” are right in their own way but none justify telling a stranger to kill themselves because you don’t like their work.

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Second year starts on Saturday (August 28) at AO3|FFN!

And Lord Voldemort returns... very... much... alive

Quirrell really messed us up, didn't he?

No. Not Quirrell. Voldemort.

Two months ago, Lord Voldemort succeeded in stealing the Philosopher's Stone. Harry Potter lost control of his Obscurial form, and Ron Weasley's pet rat, Scabbers, went missing. Tee, the amnesiac student trapped inside Ruby Potter's diary, claims that he can help, and maybe, just maybe, she believes him. But maybe he's cursed for a reason. Maybe he's condemned to be awake and imprisoned for all eternity in penance for some horrible crime. Maybe he's evil. Meanwhile, Harry's worried about the monster threatening to ‘rip... kill...” everything in sight, but only he can hear it. Just like how only he can see the shadows threatening to tear him apart and only he can understand the snakes who assure him that there will be blood this time; by the time Voldemort gets to him, he might be dead already.

Bruce figured out their civilian identities pretty quickly. He had to, in order to recruit them. Either way, he knew the names of all of the Justice League heroes and they had no idea who he was.

Most of them either ignored their personas - like Wonder Woman and Green Lantern who didn't talk about their civilian life in costume or vice versa - while others - Superman - sang their own praises as civilians.

Superman's whole having three names thing was useful, and a pretty good cover, but Batman had spotted that the relationship between Clark Kent and Lois Lane was the exact one that Superman and Lois Lane shared, so that was a bit of a moot point.

Personally, Bruce liked his way of keeping people off his tail. Not only were Brucie Wayne and Batman polar opposites, but they were both each other's biggest haters. Although, Bruce publicly admitted that he thinks Batman has the right idea, just not the best execution. While Batman, not on record but definitely heard, has said that Bruce Wayne does good things for Gotham as a whole.

The kids all think it's hilarious, but no one - except Tim, but he's a special case - has managed to cement his civilian and caped identities as being the same person.

Well, maybe Harvey has, but that's because of a lot of reasons. As long as Two Face doesn't reveal that information, and Bruce knows he won't, then all's well.

The point is that Batman knows who the Justice League are outside of capes and masks, but they don't know who he is. Of course, revealing himself would mean revealing his kids, and they wouldn't like that if he was boring about it.

The only natural solution is to be over the top and dramatic about it.

He could keep his name to himself, but where's the fun in that?

Though, it'd be funnier if he managed to keep the appearance of Batman and Bruce Wayne hating each other, especially if he reveals that the Bat Cave is under Wayne Manor.

That'd be funny. His kids would be proud.

His kids will want in on this.

He's got some conspiring planning to do.

Storyboard Part 2

I should be sleeping, but I'm not, so here's a thing based on a thing I just saw!

Pre ID reveal (I do a lot of these, but that's because the comedy is endless)

The JL and JLD especially, as well as all the protege teams treat the Bats with Fae or Vampire or Cryptid rules. The Batfam figured it out after the third time the others turned down the invite into Gotham, and they all started rolling with it. Nothing really comes of it, though, until someone does accept the invite to Gotham.

I'm thinking it's gotta be Clark, Diana, or Oliver. Clark could be there for an interview with Bruce Wayne (probably shortly after he buys The Daily Planet) and Tim Drake. Diana could be there for any number of reasons, but I think she's there for a new art exhibit that opened up in the Greek part of Gotham museum where she bumps into Damian Wayne and Dick Grayson. Oliver could be there on business, strictly speaking, but he hasn't talked to Bruce in person since just after their senior year of high school, so is it really a coincidence that he meets up with Bruce Wayne and Jason Todd (who was revealed to have been in witness protection for a time)?

Dealer's Choice on who's there. Could be one, could be all three. Could be someone else entirely! (Though, I can really only see Barry as having a good excuse of working with the GCPD on a case and meeting Dick that way if you really wanted to not use the other three)

Anyway. We're gonna use Clark here because he'd be extra cautious around magic, seeing as it's one of like...2 weaknesses he has.

Clark is sent to Gotham for an interview with the head of Wayne Enterprises. Ownership didn't change, but stuff got mixed up around last year, so he could either be meeting with Bruce Wayne or Time Drake-Wayne. Either way, Clark doesn't want to be here. Lois was supposed to be here, but she got sick, so he got stuck traveling across the harbour to the Crime Capitol of the Country.

He'd normally be ecstatic about potentially running into any of his JL coworkers in their natural habitat home cities, but Gotham was different. Batman, for all that he is Superman's best friend, doesn't let anyone into Gotham. There had been speculation for a while as to why that was, but no one had really been able to confirm it.

Kal-El didn't make it a habit, but he had, admittedly, tried to find out who Batman is under the cowl. He couldn't help it! He and Diana had told both each other and Batman who they were, but Bats had refused. He and Diana were understanding, of course, but that didn't stop the journalist side of him from slipping into the forefront of his mind.

At first, Kal thought he was sick. But he can't get sick. It's not like he could just ask B if his cowl was lined with lead or magic or kryptonite or something!

God, he hoped it was magic that was preventing Kal from seeing through Batman's cowl. It couldn't be kryptonite because Kal would've known it the second he got too close. Lead was the only thing he couldn't see through (that wasn't magic) but that brought up the issue of B's health how heavy the cowl was.

Magic, believe it or not, was the most logical explanation. Batman's cowl and cape are connected, so any magic on one would be on the other. With the way that Batman's cape seems to move on its own, somehow pull him deeper into shadows, and is able to hide at least four humans at any given moment, well, it's not a stretch to say magic was being used. Ignoring the fact that Batman hates magic.

That's a lie. He hates what he doesn't understand. And, try as he might, the man can't get a handle on magic.

Off topic.

Clark got off the train at exactly fifteen-hundred hours. Fourth-five minutes before he had to be at Wayne Tower (who named it that? surely not Mr. Wayne himself?) to meet whoever he was interviewing today.

Not knowing the layout of the city was what probably made Clark on obvious target. He should've memorized a map of the city before coming here.

He knows that there are three parties at work. Red Hood, who not even Batman pushes the boundaries of; Signal, who covers the entire city during the day; and Batman, Robin, Red Robin, Spoiler, Black Bat, and Oracle who cover the night shift. Sometimes, Nightwing joins them from Bludhaven, but that's only sometimes. It's safe to assume, though, that Red Hood and Nightwing are the two outliers. So long as Clark doesn't draw the attention of those two or Signal, he should be fine. A quick in and out and he'll be home free!

"Mister Kent?" the receptionist asks when he approaches her desk.

"Yes," he clears his throat, nervous for some reason he can't place, "That's me." What's wrong with him? It's just a routine interview! He's done hundreds like it before!

The receptionist smiles at him. "Misters Wayne are both waiting for you in Mister Wayne's office on the tenth floor."

He nods his thanks and goes to the elevator. Doesn't this building have like...thirty floors, though? Wouldn't the CEO's office be on the top floor?

Regardless, Clark uses the short elevator ride (complete with smooth jazz as the provided white noise) to calm himself down. He's met hundreds of big shots. Mister Wayne, whichever (or both?) he's meeting with today will be no different.

Maybe.

Probably.

Hopefully.

The elevator dings, the sound an odd harmony of several notes on the C Major scale instead of the single tone bell that is common through everywhere else. He gets off on the tenth floor and finds exactly four offices. He knocks on the door labeled 'Bruce Wayne'.

"Come in!" is called from inside, though the voice sounds too young to be Bruce.

Clark opens the door with an easy smile, taking in stride the fact that he is meeting with both Bruce and Tim Wayne. Oh, dear. "Good afternoon, Mister Wayne, Mister Drake-Wayne."

"Please," Mister Wayne has on the smile he always wears for the public. "Call me Bruce."

"And call me Tim," Tim shakes Clark's hand after he stands from his seat. The door clocks shut behind Clark.

Ah. Now he knows why he's so nervous. Batman usually only has bad things to say about Bruce Wayne. On the other hand, Tim Drake is a complete mystery to him.

Clark takes a seat on the couch opposite the two men when he's prompted. They go through pleasantries they all know are ingenuine before Clark opens up the notepad he brought with him. "Now, Mister Wayne, Mister Drake-Wayne, what made you decide to buy The Daily Planet?

Storyboard Part 2

bobby have u watched adventure time?

Hello Anonymous Reader!

Prosecutor Blackquill Said He needs a moment, So I'm going to answer a few questions for him! starting with this one!

No, Reader, I have not! is it a movie or a show? I'm always looking looking for more media for movie night, if it was up to Prosecutor Blackquill we'd watch nothing but samurai films and old westerns, and while I do like westerns you can't watch them every time.

He's not a great fan of my show choice either, he dosn't like cops, and doesn't like law and order, we haven't tried brooklin 99 yet, but he never wants to give cop shows a chance....didn't even give scarecrow and ms king a chance, and its not about cops, its about spies!

although, to be fair, I've been less interested in that topic lately too....but they're fun spies, not real spies!

I really think I if I could just convince him to try it he'd really like Columbo, but he won't even watch one! can you believe that?

He didn't like wheel of fortune either, but that's not a very serious show, game shows aren't his thing I don't think.

If you have suggestions, please send them in! I'd love to have more!

In Justice we Trust!

-Bobby Fulbright

dear robert. how is your transition going?

Hello Anonymous reader!

You can just call me Bobby, everyone does!

And it's going as well as it could, I think! Its not perfect but it's something! Rover is a big help, and Prosecutor Blackquill is a much better roommate then he thinks he is!

I did stay with my Nana for a long time after everything, but I missed Los Angeles, so I came back! it, um, wasn't easy, but as I settled in it got easier, so there are good days and bad days!

The station has been very supportive, and I think so long as that continues I'll be just fine!

Thank you for asking!

In Justice we Trust!

-Bobby Fulbright

🎀 list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals or followers. I mean, if you want to.

Oh! Thank you for asking reader!

I think Prosecutor Blackquill already asked a bunch of people this, but here's my list!

My Nana's baking, it's so good!

Spending time with my friends at the precinct

Movie night with Prosecutor Blackquill

Taking Rover for walks, I think it's at least as good for me as it is for him!

Planning my next date night with Burnie...not that it's serious! It's not! We've just been on two or three so far..

And that's my list! Thank you!

In Justice We Trust!

-Bobby Fulbright

Dear Fulbright, I hope this letter finds you well. As I sit here, pondering over the complexities of life, an intriguing question comes to mind, one that provokes deep contemplation and elicits a range of conflicting emotions. It is a hypothetical scenario that invites us to consider our priorities and the values we hold dear.

Imagine, if you will, a world where justice prevails, where righteousness is unwavering, and peace reigns supreme. In this realm, however, there exists a heartbreaking twist - the sacrifice of a beloved person, Simon Blackquill in order to achieve this seemingly unattainable utopia. The question arises: would we be willing to pay such a steep price to bring about what so many yearn for?

Balancing this proposition is another alternate reality, where every criminal is allowed to roam free, their nefarious actions unchecked and unpunished. Yet, in this chaotic state, you are revered like a deity, treated with awe and unwavering admiration. Without doubt, this would stroke our ego and provide an immense sense of power, but at what cost to our own morality and the wellbeing of society?

Reflecting on these two options, I find myself pulled in different directions. The allure of stamping out injustice and creating a fair world where righteousness thrives is undeniable. However, the idea of cherishing and preserving human life, Simon Blackquill with whom we have shared countless memories and cherished moments, is undeniably heart-wrenching.

Conversely, in a world where criminals roam free but revere us as a godlike figure, we must question the consequences. Would such unrestrained freedom result in societal collapse, a dystopian nightmare where morality loses its way? Moreover, can the adulation of others truly replace the need for a just and balanced world?

As I struggle to decide between these complex alternatives, I recognize that life rarely offers such clear-cut choices. The pursuit of justice should be at the heart of our actions, driven not by personal gain or self-importance, but by a genuine desire to create a better world. However, the price we pay, particularly when it involves the loss of a cherished being, cannot be easily dismissed or taken lightly.

In the end, my dear Detective, the question lingers, unanswered but not forgotten. It serves as a constant reminder of the intricate dilemmas life presents us, urging us to question our values, our sense of duty, and ultimately, the legacy we leave behind. Perhaps, instead of choosing one extreme or the other, we should strive to find a balance, where justice prevails while cherishing every individual life, never forgetting the worth of one soul, even in pursuit of a greater good.

May this letter spark a thoughtful contemplation within you, as it did for me. I eagerly await your perspective, knowing that our shared discussions always deepen my understanding of life's intricacies.

With warm regards,

Umi Teardrop

Dear Teardrop,

First, I'm sorry it's taken some time to respond, I know it's a long wait, but I really wanted to sit with this.

As....naive as it sounds, there was a time where I really thought Justice would always prevail, bad things happened, but good would win out in the end. Like how it always did in stories, everything would look dark, but then something would change, there'd be some hero at the end of it.

W...when my father left, I told myself it was better that way, because my grandparents were good people, who loved me, and someday... someday my parents would realize they loved me too, and if they didn't....there'd be justice, somehow. I was never sure how, just that they'd be sorry. Really I just wanted to stop feeling like there was something wrong with me, because that was the only other option, and it hurt.

I think that's part of the reason I wanted to reform Blackquill....sure, he had been sentenced, but if he changed his ways, then it wouldn't be just anymore to kill him. And he was good, deep down, so shouldn't we try?

Then someone else came, and I found out how much evil there really was in the world.

No one even noticed I was gone.

....And sure, it came out in the end. They found me, eventually.

But...was that really winning? People died, Blackquill went to prison, Miss Cykes had her whole life uprooted, and for what?

What was it all for?

.....

I do believe in justice. There is good in the world. But it's not what I thought. We have to fight for it, there isn't some....force out there, making it happen.

It's in the hands of people. Normal, every day people. Not heros. Just people.

I'm sorry, I think I got off topic. I need to sit down.

In...justice, we trust.

-Bobby Fulbright

Trapped

Charcoal on paper

((out of character, uploading some old art of Mine! I hope you all like it! I'm just out here traumatizing my guys, both of them!))

Time: 3:56 Friday night. Two hours until dawn.

Simon practically ran to the flat's door, fumbling with his keys as Athena jogged up behind him. The door creaked open, and Simon crossed through, not bothering to flick the light on. Taka screeched as they turned the corner together, hearing the man before Simon could see him.

"AGH!"

One Burnard House, pressed against Fulbright's door, greeted them.

"you scared me, I-I mean, he's in his room, he wouldn't stop yelling, I don't think he knows who I am..woke me from a dead sleep, I didnt know left from right. Thought I had to suit up and go to work."

Simon nodded, and cracked the door just enough to glance inward. Fulbright was still on the bed, curled in a tight ball, illuminated by the nightlight on his bedstand. f he noticed the door opening, Simon couldn't tell.

Beside Simon, Burnie spoke.

"He mentioned something bad happened to him, said it was effecting his work. Is this related...?"

"Yes."

"What happened?"

Simon paused a moment, "He hasnt told you?"

Burnie shook his head.

"It seemed like a touchy subject, figured I'd find out if it was important for me to know. Didn't figure it would come up now."

Simon sighed, and slipped in.

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Fairy Tail Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Lucy Heartfilia & Wendy Marvell, Charle | Carla & Wendy Marvell, Charle | Carla & Lucy Heartfilia Characters: Lucy Heartfilia, Wendy Marvell, Charle | Carla, OCs Additional Tags: Adventures, world building, Not Canon Compliant, Canon What Canon, Post-Tartaros Arc (Fairy Tail), no beta we die like men, Basically, I'm throwing canon away, And writing my own story, On another continent, That I Invented, Because I can Series: Part 1 of Vacances prolongées. Summary:

Lucy revint dans la clairière et pila net.

Wendy, en tenue d'Eve, position lotus et des peintures tribales sur tout le corps, lui rendit sans ciller un regard de poisson mort.

Elle tourna les talons et vida les lieux.

  C'en est trop. C'est décidé.

  Je quitte cette maudite guilde.

  Ou : Wendy atteint la puberté, version dragonne, et personne ne sait quoi faire d'elle. La solution miracle consiste à l'envoyer très loin de Magnolia pour une mission exo-continentale.

Devinez qui doit l'accompagner ?