YEP, that was me!! I wrote it around July last year, and it was one of my last WIP Wed posts on my nuked blog.

It's not on Ao3 yet (maybe next year), but this is the summary:

“I’ve been wondering—do you keep it in the family?”

“What do you mean?” Yuuji asks warily.

“I saw you. On the roof with your brother. In the bathroom with your other brother. And, of course, the infirmary last week.” Satoru chuckles at the look on Yuuji’s face—deer in headlights, if the deer’s coming off mating season. “Don’t worry. I didn’t tell anyone. It was very, very naughty of you though.”

“You saw us,” Yuuji says, oddly toneless.

“They saw me too. I’m surprised your mother didn’t send me any veiled threats. You know, keep my mouth shut or they’ll get me fired, break my legs, pluck out my eyes—that sort of thing. They seem the type.”

“Yeah, they’re kinda—” Yuuji cuts himself off with a sharp shake of the head. “I can’t believe they didn’t tell me someone saw. That you saw."

“Maybe they were trying to protect you. You’re the baby of the family, aren’t you? I hear they tend to be spoiled. And your family spoils you quite a lot, don’t they, Yuuji?”

Satoru keeps stumbling upon his new favorite student fucking his family members on school grounds. Naturally, he decides to wriggle his way into the dickquation.

Sending positive vibes and health. I hope you're doing well. No pressure to respond. I just haven't seen you active in s while and wanted to spend a virtual hug

y’all.....this video had me going through it trying to make all the text look nice💀  my first wangxian video was from lwj’s perspective, so this time around i wanted to make one largely from wwx’s perspective. big shoutout to @stormbreaker and their edit which inspired me to finally go ahead and get started on this video idea! i discovered this song cover back when i was looking up songs by the name of “delicate” for one of the daily prompts of my...spring untamed fest? it fits them so well and i’m happy i decided to edit these two with it! hope you guys like it!! (and i hope youtube doesn’t kill the quality...) if you liked this post, i’ll be tagging you below, and if tumblr won’t let me @ you, i’ll be tagging you in the actual tags~

Lois tilts her head to one side, then smiles slow and sharp at Carl in a way that tends to make just shy of every single civilian of every single dynamic skittish, and also a very significant percentage of both superheroes and supervillains. 

Carl, meanwhile, looks even more smitten than that smile makes Clark look. 

“Still could use those wet wipes,” Tim reminds his other self mildly as he strokes Kon’s hair and face and vibrating throat in smooth, easy drags, all appreciation and approval in every single stroke. His other self is bright red and too busy staring at Kon’s upturned–Kon’s offered-up–face to actually register the comment. Tim feels a little nostalgic over seeing that, honestly. 

And also like being a merciless asshole to himself, but that goes without saying. 

I love people being feral about each other. Especially this crew! May I please get a YJ! Baby acquisition. Will they have to fight the Justice League? Will they endear themselves to baby? Will Kon stay the favorite parent? I'm so hype!

But Kon–he just let Kon use the name “Superboy” and use the S-shield that Kon had just given him the damn trademark for. Specifically, use it to get leeched off by a sleazy manager that Tim distinctly remembers having had to force to back off from harassing Jimmy Olsen with some hired muscle in an attempt to intimidate him into giving up the rights to the photos of Superman’s literal death. Their reality’s a little different now, and so are all those histories, but that’s at least what happened then.

And in Kon’s case, that’s all he remembers ever having happened at all. That’s it. Everyone else even tangentially related to Krypton that needed it got everything that Clark could do for them, give them, offer them as a welcome place in the world–all of it, whether it worked out in the end or not–just the same as every single person he meets all gets from Superman. 

Clark is so stupid lol

Match may develop a sense of person good just by too much exposure to him

Conner is just here suffering from shock

Jonathan smiles at him, for some baffling reason, then holds his other hand out for–a handshake? It looks like he wants a handshake. Match stares back at him blankly, genuinely too bewildered by that idea to actually react. 

“Good to meet you, son,” Jonathan says. “Or–well, if it’s ‘Lara’, am I makin’ an assumption I shouldn’t be?” 

“Why would I know what assumptions you’re making?” Match replies, mystified by the question. If he’s assuming they’re grandchildren, that would definitely be an assumption he shouldn’t make, but Match doesn’t have the necessary intel to know either way. Jonathan laughs; uses the hand Match didn’t shake to pat his arm instead. 

Clarifying question: are the missing parts you’re talking about individual posts you specifically remember seeing or posts that are currently visible to you but untagged/incorrectly tagged, or is it that starting reading from the beginning the fic is out of order/missing parts? Because if it's the latter, I started posting several of my older/earlier WIPs in bits and pieces, not full scenes or chronological order, because I didn't originally intend to post the full things on Tumblr, I was just doing teasers. "Jason goes home" is one of those, so its tag does start out pretty all over the place.