Halloween prompts no. 25
Nightwing came across some supernatural entities walking down the dark streets of Bludhaven. Upon confronting them he found out they were sloshed beyond belief and in a great mood. After chatting with them, they revealed they had just come from a party full of other supernatural beings and told him he should go too.
After getting the location from them he went on his way to investigate. If this party was harmful then he'd shut it down, if not, well. It had been a while since he cut loose.
Arriving at the location he found a bit more than just a party, but a full supernatural rave! It was hard to see past the darkness and the colorful lights shows, but everything was actually covered in a thick layer of ice. The walls, the floors, the cielings, heck, even the electronics, lights and discoballs were made of the stuff. It wasn't very cold to the touch and wasn't slick at all so he let it go for now.
The techno music began to wind down as a figure walked onto the stage in the back and people from the various dance floors and platforms cheered. Appearently the preformer had left for a bit on a break but was ready to start up again.
After greeting the crowd and hyping them up a bit he jumped straight into a new song called Monster Disco, a playful upbeat halloweenish tune that soon had Dick bopping to the beat. Nightwing did not expect for the spotlight to land on him or for him to be peer pressured into dancing by a bunch of excited mythical creatures, but superhero life is just like that.
Besides. He had a lot of moves to show off. His siblings didn't call him "Discowing" just for the old suit after all ;)
He knew he was being recorded even before the crowds parted to make a ring around him and the preformer. The kid looked around 14 or so, maybe younger and glowed with a soft white light. He looked ethereal and dick just wanted to ruffle his hair. He did so and got an indignant squad for his efforts and a challenge to a dance off. It was great and they wound up just dancing together in the end anyway.
Turns out the kids name was "Phantom", an obvious fake name but whatever, and his goal with the traveling party was for monsters and humans to have a good time without worrying about what society thinks of them. He confessed he was a type of undead and that he had a really hard time withing the first few years after his death, especially once he discovered he wasn't aging and couldn't pretend to be alive for much longer. This party was ment to bring joy to the people who came to it. Dick could understand that, he used to be in the circus after all. He spotted another camera on the icy cieling and waved at it.
He wondered what his family would say when they saw the video.
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Nightwing was declared missing three days later.
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Hey TSAMS fandom just got an idea. How would killer sun act around Jack and solar or any eclipse, how would he act around lunar. (This is coming from someone who's only seen killer suns first introduction don't come at me if they already interacted with any of these characters, I want to see how the fandom thinks they'll interact)
whenever i complete chores i get an achievement banner pop up in my head dark souls style
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Don't have money, so I shared your pinned post
Danny: my parents weren't like, abusive, they just didn't pay much attention to me and Jazz
Tim, his nose stuck in his laptop: studies have shown that neglect is just as damaging to a child's psyche as other, more visible types of abuse
Jason, incredulous: how do you know that Tim?
Tim, staring over the edge of his laptop: look me in the eyes and ask me that again Jason
Duke, popping in from the next room: are we trauma bonding?
i love wes
desperate for a tv show filmed like modern family or the kardashians of the batfam, titled “watch out for the waynes” or something like that.
bruce signed for the limited series to keep up appearances.
dick acts like a love island contestant.
damian is only ever in the corner of shots, staring into the soul of the cameraman.
cass, similarly, does not contribute much, but looks to the camera like she’s in modern family whenever shit happens.
tim finds every way to be the last laugh, the one-liner guy, the “unexpected, effortless, fan favourite™️”.
duke frequents the interview room.
jason sends subtextual messages to the audience through the books he’s seen reading in a scene:
bruce and tim are having a tiff about who’s idea is better while jason’s reading “the metamorphoses - book iii 339-358” (narcissus).
everyone’s having a grand old time at a gala while jason’s at a table reading “vile bodies”.
damian’s in a mood and nobody’s picked up on it yet while jason is seen reading “american psycho”.
nobody can find steph and tim and jason’s sat literally reading the back of a “dazed and confused” dvd to get his point across.
just random things I find none of it belongs to me age:20. if you ask me things I might send long answers or simple small things. I get anxious and don't want to be seen as rude or annoying sending too much or too little
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