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aenxiome · 16 hours
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Chapter 23 is now out
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aenxiome · 24 days
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Yo, I was hoping for some opinions so the next chapter of my fic is in the works. Normally my chapters are a little bit over 2000 to 3000 words. This one is not wanting to cooperate. So either the chapter will be around 1500 in the end, or I could wait longer to post anything and just combine the chapter that supposed to happen after this next one with it 
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aenxiome · 28 days
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Me and shrimp have beef they have more cones in their eyes so they can see more colors then people can. It makes me mad I just..
I WANNA SEE MORE SHADES OF BLUE GOSH DAMNIT
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aenxiome · 28 days
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But then who does it go to for comfort
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aenxiome · 28 days
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This will most likely be my last finals ever I graduate in may. I had a presentation today. It kicked my ass, had a panic attack in the middle of it and powered it through. I don’t think I got a good grade on that 😭😂😭😂
EY ITS FINALS SEASON!
GOOD LUCK ON YOUR EXAMS!
GOOD LUCK ON YOUR ESSAYS!
GOOD LUCK ON YOUR PRESENTATIONS!
GOOD LUCK ON YOUR FINAL PROJECTS!
GOOD LUCK!!! YOU’VE MADE IT THIS FAR!!
and a gentle reminder to take breaks, and get a snack and some water. Don’t forget to take a moment to breathe.
and if you can, try to do something nice for yourself after its all over. No matter how it turns out, you struggled and you survived so you deserve something nice :)
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aenxiome · 28 days
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I can’t take my man seriously looking like that 😭😭😭😭
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Dick looks like he's telling me to say no to drugs
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Y’all don’t start me on my dick Grayson fae say hyper fixation again! I just got out of one.
Fanfic coming to a screen near you: eventually
I think Dick's friends (the titans) would be totally ok with him being "not too human, a little too ethereal", the justice league would be terrified tho
True!! I mean, Raven is literally a half demon (i think), Garth is a shape shifter, and so on. Dick would fit right in, and nobody would press him for explanations which is even better.
But yeah, the JL? Not a fan. Oh, they like Robin alright! But….
Batman, are you sure your child is… quite alright? I don’t think kids are meant to have that many teeth.
What do you mean Robin “is just like that”!? I saw him bite a man in the throat! What do you mean you’re proud!? You’re proud because the wound wasn’t lethal!?!?!?!!?
Batman, please come collect your child. He’s back inside the radioactive chamber again. Yes, the one that’s scheduled for decontamination. No, we don’t know how he got in there—- what do you mean leave him!? That radiation could kill ten men in three minutes flat! He’s been in there for an hour!! NO I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!!!!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE’S HAVING A TEMPER TANTRUM!?!?!?
Robin, please come dow— how did you even get up there????
Hey, I’m not the best with kids or anything, but are they supposed to have feathers? What— no! No, i swear, they were right there!!!
Batman, I think Robin ate my goldfish. … What do you mean “it kept complaining about his hairstyle”!?
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aenxiome · 1 month
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Destroy the myth that libraries are no longer relevant. If you use your library, please reblog.
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aenxiome · 1 month
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Oh my gosh so f’n adorable
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aenxiome · 1 month
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As a 22 year old non crime lord do I qualify for an Easter basket
jason: what do you mean i’m too old for the easter bunny??
bruce: jason, and i cannot stress this enough, you’re a 22 year old crime lord who murders people on the regular
jason: okay? where are my colorful fucking eggs?
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aenxiome · 2 months
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(close ups under the cut)
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Oh no, this has given me ideas. I haven’t finished my other fic yet I can’t start another one. Oh no…. Or can I?
Let’s make Tim about Jazz’s age so 2-3 years older
This is for plot reasons
The drakes are the god parents for both Danny and Jazz and the Fentons for Tim.
Vlad you may ask? Not an official godparent but he likes to pretend he is. Still obsessed with Danny unfortunately
Fentons are new money and don’t really interact with high society, got the money due to inventions— Fentonworks is a business that works closely with the Drakes business
This isn’t well known locally, to amity they are just the crazy, wacky Fentons
Maddie is a black belt, taught all of the kids some moves
Giving Tim a foundation for robin activities ( and Danny for Phantom ones)
This is where the plot would really begin
The GIW has created a blackout, no news from either side. Tim usually visits in the summers and is trying to set up an arrival date
They never answer
This would be after Bruce has already adopted Tim of course ( Damian hasn’t been there long, and let’s have Bruce back from the time stream already) . The drakes have already been arrested for neglect and whatnot
Clues in that the Fentons should be too but whatever
They were just slightly negligent when they were younger, but as they got more enthralled with ghosts, they started to get on the Drakes level of parenting. Once the portal got open, they left neglectful and went full mad scientist. 
When Tim can’t get in touch he goes “fuck it” and visits any way
( I don’t remember the order of events the best but, after Pariahs defeat ( GHOST PRINCE DANNY ) and Ellie has just been stabilized)
Danny is relieved to see him once he sneaks in
Danny clocked him as the new robin after seeing a video on YouTube or whatever, of something Maddie taught them. Danny has spared with that boy for YEARS. It was an easy deduction
Sam and Tucker don’t know about Danny, they didn’t see the accident but they know he got hurt. They weren’t allowed in the lab. Jazz knows tho for the same reasons they both know about Tim
Tim finds out about GIW and Danny’s accident. Anti ecto acts haven’t been passed. The GIW doesn’t exist, so who are they?
Tim sees the destruction they cause and the racism ( xenophobia? speciesism? I don’t know the right word) the Fentons have subscribed to and is like “ hell no. You’re coming home with me”
Convinces Fentons to let Jazz and Danny go back with him to Gotham so they can get Danny to safety and investigate
That’s all I’ve got for now
Tim is either a cousin to Danny or they are god brothers. Janet and Maddie are sorority sisters who made each other god parents to each other kids or they are actual sisters.
-Tim is younger then Danny
-Tim spent time with the Fentons in the summer, because while Janet and Jack could justify leaving Tim home alone with just a housekeeper during the rest of the year because of school. He spent his summer vacations in Amity Park. This still happens after Tim becomes Robin
-Tim knows all about Danny being Phantom and ghosts and vice versa with Danny knowing about when Tim becomes Robin
-The Drakes and the Fentons are not bad parents they just get really involved with their specialties and are big believers in raising independent children. (Also a reveal gone right)
-Also when Jack finds out about Tim being Robin, he calls Fenton for advice. After the talk Jack allows Tim to still be robin but with more ground rules and the Fenton's make him gadgets
-Tim doesn't actually have to invent an Uncle to dissuade Bruce from adopting him or making him live with him. While the Fentons would love for Tim to come live with them they understand the Gotham is his home and help him set up his own place. There are also promises to still have summer visits.
-Tim get family support when the Bruce goes missing in the time stream and Dick takes away his mantel of Robin and gives it to Damian
-Danny and the others help Tim come up with a new identity other than Red Robin. Danny takes Tim into the GZ to have his new uniform made (making it magic resistant and more durable than other mortal material).
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Dick Grayson V Gotham
Chapter 1 - AO3 - Constantine Jr. AU
There were a few minutes every morning, in the dark before dawn when his alarm hadn’t yet rung, where Dick Grayson felt most at peace. Despite the ache in his body the night out as Nightwing, he felt refreshed and content to just rest his eyes until his phone rang and it was time to get ready for the day. 
Unfortunately, peace was never meant to last. 
With a loud crash that definitely woke the neighbors, a little body kicked his door in. A switch was flipped and blinding light filled the room. Dick squinted in the general direction of the intruder. “Get up already!” Danny, his ward, snapped, rushing forward to rip the blankets off his bed. Dick let him. “There’s a case ready for us at the precinct!” 
Dick checked his phone. No missed calls, and Danny didn’t have a phone yet. “Is this another psychic thing?” he asked. 
Danny rolled his eyes. “If I say yes, will you get your ass out of bed already?”
“Language,” he chided absentmindedly, but still got out of bed. Danny glared up at him, still not satisfied, and dragged him to the bathroom with a surprising amount of strength for an 8-year-old. “Huh! You’re really in a hurry today.”
“No, you’re just super slow!”
Dick pulled back against Danny, slowing their progress considerably. “Oh, it’s the age!” Dick bemoaned, draping himself dramatically against the wall. “Now that I have a kid of my own to look after, the years have started to take their toll—Ow!”
Danny glared up at him like he hadn’t just kicked Dick in the shin. Brat. “Be dramatic in your own time! We have a case, Dick, we need to go!”
“Alright, alright, I’m going!” Dick complied and got in the bathroom, saying just before he closed the door, “Make sure you’re dressed in clothes you can afford to lose! I don’t want you to get blood on your favorite jeans again!” Danny shouted back his agreement and finally, Dick was alone. 
As Dick washed his face and did his business, he contemplated how he got there. Honestly, he didn’t get what Bruce was always complaining about; this guardianship thing was going great! It was three weeks since he’d wrangled Danny home, but he’d been preparing for this for months, ever since he learned that the little brat trying to solve murders was homeless. It took months of classes, meetings with CPS, and interviews with friends and family, but Dick was now the proud foster parent of Danny Smith!
Fortunately, Dick had managed to convince Bruce that the foster license was precautionary, like if he needed to protect a minor. Which was what he was doing! So not technically a lie!
Although, Bruce had his hands full already. Some new crime lord had taken up the Joker’s old alias and it was driving the old man up the wall. Bruce had even asked Dick for help on the case last night! He’d said no, of course; he wasn’t just going to abandon Danny in Bludhaven for days while they hunted down Red Hood, and he wasn’t going to spring Danny on Bruce, nor Bruce on Danny. Danny was a flight risk and had expressed disdain for millionaires in the past, and Bruce was… worse than he used to be. Tim had managed to resurrect some of the dad Bruce used to be, but ever since Jason… 
Well, it was good that they wouldn’t be seeing each other any time soon. Maybe by then Tim will have convinced Bruce to go to therapy!
Coming out of the bathroom, Dick started at Danny, dressed in jeans and a Digimon t-shirt, standing on the counter and getting Dick’s lunch bag off the shelf. He cocked an eyebrow. “What are you doing?”
“Packing breakfast to-go!” Danny said, jumping off the counter. Dick’s heart skipped a beat and he lunged forward, but Danny landed before Dick could reach him. He glared at Dick. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing.” He straightened up, playing it cool. He observed what Danny had laid out for breakfast as he started the coffee machine. A banana, two yogurts, and a handful of granola just poured out onto the table. “You know, you absorb more nutrients when you sit down and actually enjoy your food. And we don’t need lunch to-go. Remember, we talked about this? We have to wait for someone to report the crime first.”
“How do you know no one hasn’t yet?” Danny challenged. 
“Have they?”
“...No. We could report the crime though,” Danny grumbled, but opened a yogurt cup. 
They really couldn’t. If they reported the crime, they’d still have to wait for other officers and CSI before investigating, and that’s even if they were given the case! But more importantly… Dick was the only officer in the department who believed Danny could see ghosts. 
Sure, Commissioner Gonzalez believed Danny, but that was just one woman. As much as he appreciated the Commissioner’s work helping get Danny off the streets and processing the paperwork to ensure the boy got recognition as an official BPD consultant… well, Dick knew she had ties to the gangs in town, he just couldn’t prove it. Just because she liked him and Danny doesn’t make her good. 
The fact that she promoted him to detective was evidence enough. Dick was an amazing detective—like everyone trained by Batman—but normally you’d need a certain number of years and successful cases for that level of promotion, both of which Dick didn’t have. Hell, he’d only been working as a cop for two years! But Danny was only willing to work with Dick… so Dick became the youngest detective in the city. 
The coffee machine sang a little robotic song and Dick placed a Nightwing mug under the spout just in time to catch the stream. As Danny finished his breakfast, Dick shooed him off to go brush his teeth and turned on the TV. He still had thirty minutes before they had to leave for work—
“—taking after his father!” Jack Rider’s voice rang through the apartment. Dick frowned; why was this trash on? “Although I have to say, I don’t think anyone ever expected Richard Grayson to adopt a child of his own!”
Dick froze. What? No, he’d worked so hard to ensure that no one would find out—
A picture flashed on screen of Dick and Danny. Dick recognized it immediately; he’d taken Danny out to eat to celebrate Danny officially becoming his foster child. But that was weeks ago! They’d been sitting on the story for that long?
They didn’t even bother to blur Danny’s face. 
“Now, Jack,” the co-host chided, “Let’s not get too hasty. Our source at Bludhaven PD—who will be unnamed to protect their privacy—said it was only a foster, not an adoption.”
Jack waved her concern away. “Yes, a foster. For now. Don’t you remember how long Richard was Brucie’s ward? Sure, the kid might only be a foster for now, but with this family, adoption is always on the table!”
Turning away from the TV, Dick checked their security cameras on his phone. When he’d first moved in, Babs had hacked into all the cameras in the apartment, piggy-backing off their feeds. There, outside the building’s main entrance, were multiple reporters. Some had even gotten into the building, although their aimless wandering told him that their apartment number hadn’t been leaked yet. 
“Still, another street kid in the family,” Jack continued to muse. “That’s two now for the Waynes, right? Are they going to take off with an entire orphanage next?”
“Dick?”
He locked eyes with Danny, who gave the TV a worried look. But Danny didn’t get worried; he was a cocky, grumpy brat who’d given Dick a heart attack when he dared a gang member to shoot him in the face. But a news story scared him?
Smart kid. Dick was feeling scared too. So, he made the executive decision. 
Dick knelt down to Danny’s height, gently grasping his shoulders. “Okay. Here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to call out of work—”
“But Mrs. Bennett’s murder!” came the immediate protest. 
Dick took note of the name, but held up a hand to stop him. “I know, I know. But it’s not safe for us to go to the precinct right now.” Someone at BPD had told the reporters about them. One of his colleagues, pissed that he’d gotten his promotion unfairly? Someone who hated that a little kid solved murders better than them? Or anyone looking to make a quick buck? The possibilities were endless. 
He continued, “Commissioner Gonzalez will understand and help us consult with the case from online, okay? We’ll get sent pictures of the crime scene and you can talk to Mrs. Bennett and we’ll consult from Gotham just to be safe.” He had some PTO he could use, right? If not… Gonzalez could just fire him. He’d already known his co-workers were corrupt assholes, but to willingly put a child in danger was a step too far. If Gonzalez wanted to keep Dick—and therefore, Danny—she’d better clean house. 
Danny made a face. “Why Gotham?”
“That’s where my family lives! While we wait for the story to die down, I’ll introduce you to my grandfather, Alfred, and my brother Tim, and my friend, Barbra! I’ll show you around to all the fun spots, it’ll be fun! So go get packed, buddy.”
Hesitating in the doorway, Danny said, “They won’t listen to me. The other officers aren’t like you.”
“They will listen to you. I’ll make them,” Dick promised. He’d gathered enough blackmail on his fellow detectives to force the issue, if needs be. He ruffled Danny’s hair. “Don’t worry, Danny. It’ll just be for a week or two and then everything will be back to normal. I promise.”
Danny glared at him, batting his hand away. “I’ll keep you to that promise, old man.”
As Danny retreated to his room—Dick’s former workout room—to pack, Dick went to his own, closing and locking the door behind him. The call to Gonzalez went about as well as he was expecting: first her anger at him taking time off, then his anger about being sold out to the media, then Gonzalez swearing as she found the news online, until finally agreement. 
As they talked, Dick methodically packed away his Nightwing gear. After last night, where a slime meta had unceremoniously caked his suit in gunk that would not come out, he had two functioning suits: his back-up and his original that he kept for sentimental value. He packed all three, along with his gear. Maybe Alfred would be able to get the gunk out? But he couldn’t leave his things here. Their location was already compromised. If reporters decided the risk was worth it, they could break into his apartment and turn the whole place upside down looking for a story. 
So, Dick had to take the story with him. 
With all his gear packed, there was little room for personal belongings, so he did the best he could and only took the important things. His room at the manor still had a few changes of clothes. Fortunately Danny wasn’t a nosy kid, otherwise he’d never be able to get away with carrying his Nightwing gear in a normal duffel bag like this. 
Now, the hard part. 
The phone rang three times before it was picked up. “Master Richard.” Alfred’s icy tone made him wince. Oh, he already knew. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Hey, Alfie…” Dick rubbed the back of his neck. “I just wanted to say that I decided I can help Bruce on that Red Hood case after all?”
“I see.” No matter how angry Alfred was, he was frighteningly polite. “And shall I prepare a second bedroom for your ward?”
Dick winced. “That would be great, Alfred. Thank you.”
“Then I will see you soon. And please inform the young master that I look forward to meeting him when you both arrive.”
“I’ll tell him. He’s been looking forward to meeting you; I’ve been talking up your cooking for months now.”
“Months?” Oh no. “How kind of you, Master Grayson.” It got worse. Alfred was pissed now. Why did he have to say months? It wasn’t like Dick had intentionally hidden Danny from his family; he was just hiding him from Bruce! He wanted some privacy and to figure things out himself! But now Alfie was mad and suddenly that privacy didn’t seem so important anymore. “Shall I assume you’ll be arriving soon then?”
“In around an hour.” Leaving his room, he checked on Danny. He was trying to back everything he owned into the suitcase Dick had bought him. “Maybe a little longer? I’ll call when we’re ten minutes away.” 
“Then I will see you soon, Master Grayson.”
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aenxiome · 3 months
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Random thought. What if the spleen was actually skulker since he’s kind of all small and smushy , and can like change his shape like other ghosts, and without the moral compass that Tim has the spleen went rogue. 
Another dp x dc prompt/blurb thing for yall:
Everyone knows how much Batman cares about his kids. They may not all get along with him all the time, but it's obvious that there's nothing that the Dark Knight won't do to keep his bats and birds safe.
When Danny gets taken by the GIW, Jazz, Dan & Elle - acting as regents of the Infinite Realms while Danny is out of action - find themselves using this fact to try and force the Justice League's hand in helping them.
(The Justice League, it should be noted, have no idea about anything going on with the GIW and the Anti-Ecto Acts. Everyone in Amity has been led to believe that the JL has just been ignoring them.)
They don't want to do it, but their options are limited. The Realms are howling for blood and its either declare war and obliterate the human race or try to get a little sneaky and a lot underhanded. So they decide they're going to force Batman to help them by kidnapping as many of the BatKids as they can and holding them hostage until their demands are met.
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aenxiome · 3 months
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Does anybody else find the concept of the avatar cycle interesting? Because, arguably, the only thing that’s changing their actions and worldview is life experience.
The soul is still the same.
It gives a lot of heat between the nature versus nurture argument. It also makes me wonder about the capabilities of these people as well.
Metal bending wasn’t a thing until Toph and if I remember correctly aang never learned it, and kora didn’t until later ( I think she learned it, I might be wrong though. It’s been a while since I’ve watched it). While other aspects of elements and techniques we were able to see through Aang and kora during the avatar state that the other avatars were able to do. Kind of like their soul has the muscle memory that their body doesn’t. 
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aenxiome · 3 months
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I want to finish my DpXDc fic before I write anything else but I am this close 🤏 to writing a fullmetal alchemist crossover with Harry Potter I’ve read everything on Ao3 and I’m out of options
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