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hailsatanacab · 4 months

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Family Dinners - dpxdc

"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.

The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.

"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.

"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.

"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."

Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.

Ancients, that's so weird!

The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.

Wait. Family dinners?

He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.

"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.

From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.

"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"

"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"

"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."

"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."

The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.

Come on, Danny, recover!

"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."

"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?

"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."

"Costume? What do you mean?"

Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.

"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!

"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.

"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.

His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.

"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.

Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"

"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"

"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."

"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.

It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.

It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.

Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.

"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."

Once again, the whole table falls into silence.

"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"

"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"

"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."

Danny's grin freezes in place.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."

"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"

Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.

"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.

"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."

An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.

"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."

"What did happen?"

"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."

"How long in the future was it?"

"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.

Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"

"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."

"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."

"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"

"What?"

"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."

Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.

"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.

"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."

"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"

"Damian, stop—"

"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."

"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."

"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.

"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."

"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."

"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."

"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #batpham #hailsatanacrab🦀🦀writes #look. this has been in my mind for so long guys so long - and idk if its canon that the batfam have codes for time travel situations or what #but i feel like ive seen it before and if its not canon it should be #so here - how i think that would be funny to go down #i have so many thoughts about TUE and its place in a dpxdc crossover like holy shit there's so many ways it can go!!#i have another wip in the works thats kinda similar to this but with superman and i cannot wait to work on it again #there are so many ways i wanted this to go but i just couldnt get there - i wanted to keep it on the shorter side but like #perhaps ill have to expand #i just love the idea that like. theres a stranger at your table who knows you and knows you well. who knows the secret that youd die to keep #there's a stranger at your table and he says something and you know he's family. you know you're strangers but now...#now you have to be something more #oh man theres so many juicy ways it can go and I KNOW I DID NONE OF THEM #i want to write this whole plot again and make it angstier #(me with everything)#anyway! sorry love you all hope you enjoy it!!

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lotus-pear · 3 months

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in love with tragedy

#did you know if i don't draw skk angst every month i will explode and Die #IN MY HEAD HE NEVER JUMPED #idk which version YALL read but in mine he does his dramatic speech on the roof and then walks away #and leaves aku n atsu there thinking “??????? bitch tf”#before going and filing paperwork while chuuya screams at him abt missing a meeting while he was out playing cards on the roof w sskk #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd #nakahara chuuya #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #soukoku #skk #bungou stray dogs beast #bsd beast #beast soukoku #beast skk #lotus draws

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emotionaldisaster909 · 5 months

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

OFFICIAL BABY HONG HONG-ER DESIGN?????

AND SOLDIER HONG HONG-ER!!! MY CHILD!!!!!

LOOK AT HIM!!!!!

sourse - градоначальник хуа

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saelestia · 16 days

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"MY MAN"

four characters who make you yell "MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN" !! I'll go first !

thought this was a silly idea keep it going! tagging ; @rrairey @httpshujii @cindol @seneon @cheriiyaya @accidentcache @suntoru and anyone else wanting to participate !

#games :: tagging #additional #adding why in caption!#eren is self explanatory #my gorgeous goat #he's so misunderstood and only I can save him :(((((#kakashi -- the original . the man of my dreams. he's reading ab me and him in that book btw #choso AUGHHHHH MY MAN #gojos self explanatory hes so luciuous #im going to die if this flops help

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caduceuss · 1 year

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@eunoirous: Not once did Valérie's gaze draw away from Baizhu — everything else surrounding them insignificant things. With no one else in the pharmacy, he was free to behave as he pleases: leaning against the counter and blinking adoringly at him with playful, grey eyes. He idly adjusts his low - cut shirt, behaving as if he ever cared about propriety when they were alone, and wore a smile that made the corners of his eyes wrinkle. " The day is over, " the elf sighs softly — reaching over to take one of Baizhu's hands into his own. Calloused, rough skin against soft parlor, and he brings the hand up to his lips — kissing knuckles before painstakingly dragging his tongue over each finger. " Let's have some fun, " he mumbles after finishing — this time, sitting up on the counter and leaning forward to invade Baizhu's personal space. " Not here, of course — oh no. Unless you are fine with me taking you over the counter. " Or, perhaps the emerald - haired snake had something up his sleeve?

the familiar tasks of closing up shop with his companion's baited presence warms the doctor - in the same way that the sun lazes comfort through the scales of a serpent. the addition of the elf had brought him no small amount of pleasure to his life - in all forms - and to know him here instead of gallivanting about teyvat doing celestia knows what is enough to ease the perpetual knots upon his soul. he's just shutting one of the many record tomes kept up front, ready to tuck it beneath the counter for the night when their fingers intertwine and...

heat lances through him on principal, gilded hues watching with rapt attention as killer's dexterous grip treats him with reverence. baizhu can't help it - can't help the way his fangs dart forward, sinking lightly into his own lower lip and a shiver lancing up his spine. he doesn't know where to look, truthfully. the smatter of revealed clavicle - begging to be tasted, or the impish grey hues and that elegant mouth... all of the above serve to be baizhu's undoing.

a small, pained noise reverberates in the back of his throat, and behind him there is a sudden thump (changsheng having quite suddenly made herself scarce and slithered to be elsewhere, far out of ear and eye shot). " val... " he chokes out, long lashes fluttering against his features while svelte fingertips rise to collect sweet, tender touches along that swathe of bare, bare flesh beneath his collar.

" why don't we... " his free hand finds the other's own, digits lacing while baizhu slowly leans himself forward. given the merc's station upon his countertop, he finds himself right at eye level with that damned patch of skin and well... lips flutter lightly upon the pale expanse, accented by the knock of lethal teeth that would be used only for the elf's pleasure instead. " go to... " but he can't seem to get the sentence out fully, even as he slots himself between valérie's legs, now a little too intent on drawing the fork of his tongue in the space between pectorals. " the back bedroom... archons, did you wear this on purpose today? "

#eunoirous #hes going to die #this is how he goes #´ ･ . ☤ ━━ answered ⧼ 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐦 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐮𝐦 ⧽#´ ･ . ☤ ━━ verse i ⧼ 𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐦 ⧽#suggestive tw

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bytebun · 1 year

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found family coworkers (definition multiple) of all time [image description under cut]

Comic 1:

First panel, Ingo and Akari are standing together. Someone off-screen asks “oh, is that your dad?”. Akari has an awkward smile and replies “oh, no no. he’s my...” There’s a long pause as she looks at Ingo. He’s leaving it up to her. She finishes, “He’s my coworker... friend... guy.” In smaller font, she continues “yea. that.” Comic 2: A dramatic panel of Volo, looking pissed off, shouting “who are you to interfere?!!” Ingo tugs the brim of his cap lower. The upper half of his face is in shadow, while his eyes stand out. He looks threatening but has his expression is his characteristic neutral-frown, and he says “...I’m her coworker friend guy.”. In the final panel, Machoke is throwing an incredible amount of punches, a reference to Star Platinum from Jojo. Ingo is pointing with one hand, his battle pose. The background text reads, “What does that even mean??” Volo is experiencing off-screen violence.

Comic 3: The comic is titled “Reunion”. In the first panel, Ingo shows off Akari, with a faint smile on his face. She is labelled “best girl (assigned by god)”. He says, “Emmet, this is Akari, my coworker. She’s the reason I was able to return to this station.” In smaller font, Akari comments to herself, “ooh... so this is the man in white.”

In the second panel, in smaller font Ingo notes “I think I remember now...” He says, “Akari, this is Emmet. He's also my coworker.” Coworker is underlined. Emmet is crying in the background, looking confused, conflicted, distressed, and happy. He says, “Brother...?” In the final panel, we see a framed photograph of all three together. Underneath are the words, Employee of the Month. Akari is dressed as a depot agent, and she and Ingo pose with peace signs. Emmet is red faced from crying, but he’s smiling widely. He looks happy.

#pokemon arceus legends #submas #akari #ingo #pla #comics #bytebun draws #your long lost presumed dead brother shows up with a teenager and introduces you as his coworker wwyd #i'm really pushing the platonic ride or die coworkers dynamic for these two. my agenda #making shitty comics is so much more fun than making nice comics i don't have to worry about panel sizes and shit #yeah it's a jojo reference U_U i was drawing that second panel like wait... this looks like sugim*to g*lden k*muy #and you know who he looks like...? starts with a j #my hand remembers this shape of character #originally it was going to be ingo suplexing the guy. but that's a complicated pose...#messed up the tag...#pokemon legends arceus

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