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Cass doesn’t look, she glares
Tim doesn’t smile, he grimaces.
Damian doesn’t speak, he growls.
Jason doesn’t raise his voice, he screams.
Duke doesn’t watch, he scrutinizes.
Dick doesn’t smooth talk, he manipulates.
Steph doesn’t laugh, she cackles. Manically.
Bruce’s children are a little damaged, a little odd. If not in big ways, then in the smallest of ways that so clearly sets them apart from everyone else. Their line of work demands it, their breeding encourages it.
It’s just how they were made. Once they’ve been touched by the shadows of Gotham, it never leaves their veins.
It’s in their blood now. It’s seen in their eyes, their smiles. The twitch of their face, the narrowing of their gaze.
Gotham’s embrace never lets you go.
Twilight’s eyes were wide with distress. He opened his mouth twice before speaking. “Is that another Link?”
The child on the beach coughed and spluttered, buffeted by the tide. Their small hands sunk into the waterlogged sand before they managed to crawl toward the nearest palm tree. A fairy hovered nearby, its aura dim with unease.
“That’s… me,” Time croaked. In his satchel, he felt the pulse of the Zora Mask—an eddy, salt-rich and so, so mournful. There was a similar feeling from the child on the beach. “I don’t know how, but that’s me.”
Warriors took a deep breath as if to speak. Haltingly, he began, “He looks like you. As I remember you, I mean.”
“What do you mean, remember?” Sky asked. “You knew each other before?”
“Not exactly,” Warriors answered when Time could not. The child on the beach began to sob.
“Why are we just standing here?” Wild asked quietly, his feet rooted all the same. “We should be helping him. We should, right?”
Anxiously, Time reached for his ocarina. The color was faded after so many years. “I don’t… I don’t think we can.”
“Why not?” Legend asked, grief and kindness poorly hidden beneath a scowl. “He’s hurt. He’s hurting. You’re…” He cleared his throat. “You’re just a baby.”
The child on the beach struggled to pull himself together. He covered his head with his arms and asked ‘why’. The Oceanside Spider House lay like a tomb ahead of him.
“This is the third day,” Time told them hollowly. His stomach rolled and rolled and rolled. He fought the urge to double over. “We can’t interfere.”
Wind glanced between child and adult. “But what if—”
“We can’t,” Time said again, searching the sky for that haunting grimace. The ground rumbled tellingly. “People will die. It has to happen this way.”
A portal opened behind them, promising a new world. “This is cruel,” Warriors muttered, more furious than any of the others had ever seen him. “There’s no point to this but cruelty.”
In the end, the nine heroes left Termina without truly entering it—tourists to what had happened during some brief moment in time within time within… time. They glimpsed a broken child and left him to his fate.
The child did not notice. He panicked, then he carried on.
I love Danny as a cryptid energy. Like at first he's just vibing over gotham like a big jellyfish full of stars essentially filter feeding on the corrupted ectoplasm. The bat fam are completely at a loss of what to do. He's not hurting anyone and he's kinda pretty. They just have a giant translucent space whale chilling in the sky. Red hood the first to make contact standing on a roof waving to him.
"Um hey can we like talk?" He shouts at the blob.
Danny comes down and sheds his massive form, turning into a king with too many of just everything, and then just a teenager?
He tilts his head looking at hood, eyes containing multitudes look odd on a kid wearing a galaxy print hoody and jeans (are those jeggings?). He shakes his head and when he opens his eyes again they are normal human blue.
"Yeah," he says, "you look like you might need some help."
"Um," says Hood, "Do you want a cookie? I'm not sure what a good sacrifice is but Zatanna says things valuable to the caster are usually more powerful. And like these are the best. My grandpa makes them."
"Sure," says the kid taking a bite of one, "Man these are good. So I suppose you want to know what's going on with your ecto situation?"
"Ecto?"
"Yeah like the green stuff?"
"The pits? Pit rage?"
"Pits? Is that what the puddles were? The guys around there were not happy when I ate those."
"You ate the Lazarus pits?"
"Yeah kinda tasted like the blue cotton candy? Ecto with lots of negative emotions and magic tend to taste kinda like blue raspberry."
"That's... A lot to process. Are you going to eat the pits...ecto in me?"
"I can but it's what's holding you together. So that would kill you and send your soul to eternal rest."
"Sounds bad."
"It's not but that's not your only option. Obviously I can leave you as you are. I'm guessing you get outbursts where the negative emotions take over?"
"Pit rage yeah"
"So there's that. Or I can replace the bad ecto with good that would make you a Half like me. Half human - Half Ghost. Pros include some superpowers, at minimum flight, invisibility and intangibility, eternal life, and access to the infinite realms. Cons include an awkward adjustment phase, difficulty controlling your emotions, and you would be locked out of your eternity of choice. Once you're a ghost you're a ghost forever."
"That's a lot to consider."
"Yeppers"
"Can I take a bit to consider?"
"Absolutely. My name is Danny Phantom. If you yell that out I should be able to hear you from anywhere in the multiverse. I'm going to be here for a couple of years your time anyway cleaning up your ecto sphere. Looks like the entire universe's bad ecto all coagulates over this city so I'll just be floating around. Feel free to tell whatever authority you want that they can ask to talk to me. I won't stop and none of you can make me but I can explain what I'm doing and it's good for the universe as a whole."
"Okay, um thanks. Do you want another cookie for the road?"
"Sure! Have a good one dude!"
"Erm... You too?"
Jason had a lot to think about.
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.
Bruce: *Watching the news* -a group of two adults, four teenagers and a child were seen wreaking havoc and destruction in-
Bruce: *Feeling a headache coming* Please don't say Gotham, please don't say Gotham. Please don't say they are children, please don't say they are my children
News: -Central city authorities have not yet discovered their identities but are working for-
Bruce: *Completely relieved* Not my circus, not my monkeys.
*Batkids appearing at the bottom of the screen*
Tim: Okay, I don't want to scare anyone but there is an 80% chance this thing will explode.
Dick: Considering everything we did today, this actually seems pretty minor to me.
Jason: Only 80%? Did you hear that, NOT TODAY, SATAN!!
Damian: *Talking on the phone before hanging up and turning to Jason* Satan says he's very offended and would never bother dealing with people like you, Todd.
Duke: I have some questions about the monster trucks we sunk.
Steph: You're talking about the monster trucks we sunk in Gotham harbor? or the monster trucks we crashed in Metropolis?
Duke: I don't remember crashing monster trucks in Metropolis.
Tim: Of course not, you were too busy trying to stop the fire you started a few streets down.
Duke: Oh yes, I remember that. My mistake.
Damian: Honestly Thomas, I would expect this elderly behavior from Grayson, not you.
Dick: *Gasp* Elderly behavior?? Lil'D I'm not that old, plus you're supposed to be on my side!!
Jason: Sorry Dickhead, but demon brat is right.
Cass: *Appearing out of nowhere and pointing at the abandoned building behind they* Boom
Steph: What?
*the building explodes*
Cass: 🙂👍
Dick: Oh my god, Bruce is going to kill us. Run, guys, run.
Jason: You heard the man. WITHDRAWAL!!
*The transmission is cut off*
Bruce: ...
Bruce: *In collapse* My circus, my monkeys. My circus, my monkeys.
rainworld breakcore meme lol
Anytime Damian is upset with Alfred for whatever reason, he does thing that he THINKS normal rebellious kids do.
Dick- Damian, what are you doing
Damian, not even looking up- Pennyworth grounded me from patrol until I've recovered. Therefore, I am playing my DS on the couch all day.
Dick- Wow. Really sticking it to the man, aren't you?
Damian- I could be reading a book right now. Something that could benefit my future. But nooooo. I'm acting out.
Jason- Dude, just stop
Damian- Why? We all know his favorite part of dinner preparation is chopping the vegetables. Imagine his face when he finds that everything has already been diced to perfection?
Jason- ... I'm going to have to teach you how to egg houses, aren't I?
*Taylor Swift playing over the speakers throughout the entire manor*
Bruce- Alfred, what's with the music?
Alfred- Master Damian intends to annoy me into letting him patrol tonight.
Bruce- And you... don't like Taylor Swift?
Alfred- He believes that we all enjoy Bach as much as he does.
Alfred- Master Dick is currently convincing his other siblings to take the opportunity to throw a dance party
found this pup while playing around in sandbox, i have no idea what is going on with them. i dont think i had rainbow pups mod enabled [i havent checked]., but even with that mod it only adds more colour variety, not actual rainbow scups
just look at this rad little freak go, i love them!!
I want Jason “anything the Lazarus waters react to I don’t trust” Todd to run into Danny “I’m the ghost king and all forms of ectoplasm react to me in some way” Fenton. I want Jason to immediately go on the offensive, try to sneak up on this 6’3” twink of a man to capture and Interrogate him only for Danny to immediately turn around and one punch man Jason into the ground because Danny sensed he was a ghost and figured he didn’t need to hold back his strength because why were his rogues here and if they were dumb enough to sneak up on him then they deserved to get hit. Except it’s not Danny’s rogues and he’s now staring dumbfounded at an unconscious red hood.
Jason’s fine, he survives, and after an awkward interrogation from the bat family everything pans out. Unfortunately for Jason the video of him being curb stomped by a 6 foot 3 Twink of a man exists forever gif style in the family chat.
[texting]
Bruce: Please bring home PURIFIED water with NO minerals added for taste.
Damian: We got spring water.
Bruce: NO.
Jason: With EXTRA minerals.
Dick: It's like licking a stalagmite.
Bruce: DON'T COME HOME.
Tim: Mmm cave water.
Bruce: Why do I feel like I live in a zoo? *gestures vaguely at his children shenaniganing around him*
Jason: *skidding to a halt by him* Your first child was kidnapped from a circus, what the hell else do you expect???
Bruce: He was NOT KIDNA-
Dick: *gasping and clutching his nonexistent pearl necklace* I’ve got STOCKHOLM SYNDROME!
Bruce: *staring blankly at him* No you do not, and stop telling people that.
Duke: It’s either that or we tell people we live in a cult.
Tim: *in the distance* A FURRY CULT!
Bruce: I AM NOT A FURRY!
Duke:….. I hate to disagree buuuuuttttt….. Tim has a point.
Jason: Just face it. The universe saw your parents got killed, tried to fix it and give you a family, waaaaaaay overcorrected, and now you’re stuck with us!
Bruce: …..maybe I’VE got Stockholm Syndrome…..
He is browsing the shops for christmas goods
(I forgot to post pictures)
my character and various preparations for the mod
Btw pro tip from someone who is far too paranoid for his own good but also loves horror content like a fucking idiot: imagine whatever is scaring you atm trying to sell you weed. This always helps.
So I'm offering you a skeleton of one of the coyote/ wolf hybrids ( coywolfs) that live in the graveyard next to the Mystic Lakes in my town, and a head cannon type thing?
One of my favorite things is the idea that ghosts purr when content, and can make all sorts of weird noises with their core. What if they make other noises with other emotions?
I've been obsessed with the idea that Danny makes either a TV static noise or a dial up Internet noise when he blue screens
he gives away his position once or twice making error sounds when trying to comprehend the other hero's instructions on how to proceed with their attack
"Dick is the golden child" I love that you love that, but I raise you this; This motherfucker barely behaves better than Ace. Barely. He's not even the silver egg.
Jason? On the other hand? Sure, he pretends dissapointing Bruce isn't a core fear. But he's afraid of letting Bruce down the same way you're afraid of making your mother mad.
A re-enactment of a normal day:
Dick: Okay, so, we severely fucked up this time.
Jason: [Screams]
Dick: But don't worry, I'm calling Bruce!
Jason: [SCREAMS]
Something about FNAF 3 and Fazbear Frights taking place in 2023 in our current social media landscape
dick: Hey guys, what are you watching? damian: Kitten Football. dick: Why? damian: It’s randomly came on and now I’m invested. And then jason came in and got into it too. Aw, look Snuggles fell asleep- jason: SNUGGLES, WAKE THE HELL UP AND GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME, DAMNIT! dick:?! damian: jason sees the show differently than I do.
Jason, English nerd, Todd: USE OXFORD COMMAS, CUNT!
Tim, I dropped out of high school I’ll do whatever the fuck I want, Drake: No.
Dick, I speak like 17 languages fluently and still refuse to follow or learn the grammar rules in this one, Grayson: a what?
Guys. Guys. Calculating tips. Just. Look at your bill. And move the decimal point one step left. That’s ten percent. Double that number. Now it’s twenty percent.
$100.00 bill? $10.000. Ten dollars. Double it. Twenty dollars. That’s a 20% tip.
$67.50? Now it’s $6.750. $6.75? Might as well be $7. Double it. Roughly $14. You’re not going to miss the change.
Please. I failed math three times
801. ring of RAGE 802. Damian Mind Control 803. Integrating Into Society 804. Fish In The Pond 805. Damian's Dog 806. Damian's Informant 807. Ancient Customs 808. Billy & Danny 809. Danny Possesses Tim's Shadow 810. Danny Clone of Connor 811. Ted Kord Recruits Fentons 812. Danny Pals With Bats 813. Jason Borrows Johnny's Motorcycle 814. Ivy Teaches Sam 815. Danny Falls Into Puddle Uno Reverse 816. Dani Is Elephant's Foot 817. Barry Pulls Dani Out Of Speedforce 818. Flashes Use GZ To Time Travel 819. Dream Merge AU DeadOnMain 820. LoA Stalks Danny 821. Sam Meets Ivy & Harley at College 822. ACME Levels of Fuck You 823. Cute Anger Management 824. Goonion (Ghost Union) 825. Steph & Danny School 826. Dora & Beast Boy Are Buddies 827. Dora Protects Beast Boy 828. Magic School Bus Field Trip 829. Wes Mistaken For Wally 830. Danny Looks Like Tim & Alien 831. Eldritch Younger Brother Tim 832. Danny Clone Misunderstandings 833. DC Is Danny's Original Writing 834. Boxy Supports OSHA 835. Kitty Joins Birds Of Prey 836. Cass Knows Danny Is In Wayne Manor 837. Danny Meets Superman On Moon 838. Sam Meets Swamp Thing 839. Lancer Works In Gotham 840. Tucker Becomes A Speedster 841. Damian Adopts A Yeti 842. Sam Gives Info To Clark Kent 843. Dash/Jason Bookshop AU 844. Jason Time Core Time Travel AU 845. Jazz Psych Teacher 846. Kwan Two Face 847. Jason/Johnny 13 Meet Cute 848. Duke & Dash School 849. Danny & Billy Roadtrip 850. Danny's Dick Clone
Jason Todd Being Iconic for Ten Panels Straight:
Y’all think about those rare times when Batman talks about his sons before they were introduced to the justice league he talks bout his ‘babies’
Batman: ahh yes nightwing, he’s my little boy. Always is full of energy. I love him. He’s just a happy little boy. In fact I have called him here and there he is, my little boy, a bundle of joy he is.
Nightwing: *a fully grown man with the height of 6’0 and almost the size of Batman himself* hey guys :D
JL: that’s not a little boy???
Batman: *pointing to red hood* this is my baby, he’s just a precious baby and I love him so, he is fragile so please don’t make contact. He’s so cute and precious, he’s my precious baby boy.
Redhood: *a 6’2 man, absolutely covered in guns and is the size (if not slightly bigger) then Batman himself, glaring at all of them* don’t talk shit b
Batman: language.
JL: THATS NOT A BABY BOY???
Batman: this is my other son, he is my little genius. He’s so full of innocence and so pure, I love him dearly. Don’t be fooled by that stare, he’s so full of love he can hardly contain it. In fact he is friend shape.
Red robin: *staring down the JL with his Batman glare, already in a fighting stance* I will not hesitate
JL: I do not feel safe
Batman: this is robin, my son. He is very nice, though he might pick at you slightly, he is harmless. He can be prickly be warned but overall he is such a lovely baby and I love him so much
Robin: *gripping his swords, glaring at them ready to fight*
JL: oh my god we’re gonna die