Ghost Rider What You Did To That Iguana Was Fucked Up Dude

Walk with me (proceeds to be delusional)

I rewatched MAWS and The Batman right after the other and instantly got brainworms It makes no sense but I am master of my own universe and can draw whatever inane thought I have so this exists now

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Danny has made a bet to haunt and scare the inhabitants of a certain place.

His first attempt at spooking someone did not go like he thought it would. He ended up in a staring contest with Cass till the awkwardness of it had him disappearing and fleeing the scene. All his other attempts resulted in a similar result.

It soon became a point of pride. Didn't matter that he got everyone else to run screaming away from him. Cass was the one person he couldn't spook, and it bothered him. A surprise jump does not count.

Cass from her pov keeps reading Danny as harmless as a tiny kitten all throughout his antics.

skeezies

The biggest fuck you the bat kids can throw at Bruce is to appoint someone else as their father figure when they get mad at him.

Bruce doesn’t really care if they go to anyone else for help. It stings sure, but he trusts them. What he can’t handle is them going to someone for simple things like ice cream. Or movie night. Or quality time. That’s HIS job. You can partner with them, you better not try to parent them.

Once when kid Dick was pissed at Bruce for not allowing him to be violent towards a villain, he’d grabbed Superman’s hand and declared he wanted Uncle Clark to tend to his injuries and tuck him in bed.

The amount of jealousy and anger radiating off the Bat was so enormous Superman almost thought the man was about to stab him with a Kryptonite sword and couldn’t stop fearing for his life.

Then came Jason, and after getting mad at Bruce for not letting him buy five libraries, he finds Alfred and spends the day as his son, calling himself Jason Penyworth. When Tim came along, he was once fed up with Bruce’s antics and dragged Dick - who had just entered after a gruelling week - out of the mansion, declaring he wanted a different parental figure and insisted they get takeout and have an arcade night. Hell even when Stephanie stormed off and decided to crash at Barbara’s instead of the mansion, Oracle could’ve sworn that Bruce was pouting under his mask, silently sulking at his rejection.

And Damian, well Damian had heard stories of all of this happening, and although he wasn’t a child and refused to throw petty tantrums like the rest of the siblings, one day Bruce’s advice wears on his last nerve and he marches upto the figure reading a book on the other end of the room before demanding they go out to an art studio that day.

He grabs hold of the hand, hears him stuttering behind him but doesn’t pay any heed. Grayson wouldn’t mind after all. He was sure of it. They go outside, and Damian whirls around, about to declare that he wanted to go to the art gallery and spend the night somewhere other than the mansion when his eyes meet a pair of confused blue ones and the words die down in his throat.

He could feel the heat building on his face as he and Tim stared at each other for a few seconds.

It wasn’t his fault Drake and Grayson looked so damn similar! And Drake was sitting on Richard’s spot! Why was the failure doing that?? He knew it, he was trying to throw Damian off his hand and he’d succeeded! He was going to turn around, and hand Damian off to Bruce. Served him right for being so mindless.

Damian knows he should say something, but his mind was blank. He stuttered, furiously trying to think of an explanation before the other man chuckles and lets Kon know he won’t be available for the rest of the day.

Air lock

catfish

Dick has the build of a gymnast (obviously), Jason has the build of a hockey player, Tim has the build of a swimmer, Cass has the build of a ballet dancer, Steph has the build of a volleyball player, Duke has a build of a soccer player and Damian has the build of a martial artist.

And Bruce is overcompensating.

Gotham galas in the early 2010s -> current/future robins following B around the ballroom like guard puppies

Young Hero, old soul.