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starry-bi-sky · 3 months

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Clone^2 Damian

If you really think about, Damian's situation in the clone^2 au is... kinda tragic? Especially in the early months of his arrival. Like,,, think about it. Damian has always known he was a clone of Damian Wayne, that he was a copy of the blood son. There was nothing 'original' about him, not even his name (of which at least Danny has that). He was just... a replacement. A disposable one, to boot.

And he knew that, to an extent, by the time he was six years old. he might not have been actively acknowledging it -- he's six years old -- but deep down he knew. And like, he's six years old. Every small child craves the love and affection of an adult, especially their parents, and even though he knew he was clone, I imagine he still considered - and still does consider, somewhat - Talia and Bruce as his mother and father. And I really doubt he was... getting it?

Now, I know Talia loves Damian, her son. At least in some interpretations she does, and in this au she does. But... a clone of her son? I'm not so certain if she would have the same affection for baby Dames as she would for Damian. I don't think she would treat him badly, but I don't think Talia would treat him warmly either. Kinda just, distant. Colder than she would have been with OG Damian.

And, I know I've mentioned Damian's arrival from Danny's point of view, and its kind of comical kind of insane from his perspective -- a little boy clone of Damian Wayne falls through a portal and immediately attacks him. That sounds like a bad joke.

But, if you think of this from Damian's point of view? It's like he just got dropped into a scary movie. Like, think about it. You're six years old, and suddenly a portal, as green and as swirling as your grandfather's pools, opens up beneath your feet and sucks you through.

After an intense bout of vertigo, you end up in a massive, urban city -- completely different from the rural mountain palace that you lived in for the last six years of your life, and in this city, you don't know any of the language. You don't know what anyone is saying, you can't read any of the signs - you are completely stranded, away from home.

And then, to make things worse, you're facing a figure with a terrifying mask and eyes as burning green as the portal you fell through. Of course Damian's first instinct, six years old, is to attack. He's terrified.

And this figure, he's not a good fighter, but he's fast, and he dodges you quickly. He grabs your sword with his hands, and tries to restrain you, saying something in a language you don't know. Naturally, Damian is just scared. He's six! He'd just be learning how to read if he was normal child going to school.

This figure halfway through the fight yanks off his mask -- he realizes you're scared -- and looking at you now, is a youthful version of your father. This is a clone of your dad, someone you have never met but, six years old, still wants to. Damian gets defensive. This is an imposter.

But this imposter eventually gets you home with him - and he's using his little box, his phone, to communicate with you through a mechanical voice speaking in arabic. and it's frustrating. The boy, the imposter, can say whatever to you just fine, but trying to talk back is a hassle and a half. He's six, he doesn't have that much patience.

He wants to go home.

And so he keeps trying to run away. He keeps trying to find out of this hellish concrete jungle, and he keeps getting lost. It's loud, and busy, and there are people talking to you and you don't understand them, and there are rules and signs you don't understand - Damian tries to cross the street and nearly gets hit by a car. He doesn't know how the road signs work, he was never taught. They didn't get to that.

And he gets lost. And it gets dark, and Damian is brave, but he is six, and this is the worst stress he's been under in all his six years of life. He wants, desperately more than anything, to go home. Why wouldn't he? The only stable... semi-stable environment he was in just got ripped out from under his feet, literally! He wants his mother.

And it's not happening.

But there's something good to be said, at least. The imposter that looks like his father always comes and finds him, no matter what. He could have left that morning, and he will find Damian at midnight, frazzled and worried, and carrying an extra jacket with him because it is cold in Amity Park and Damian is six years old.

And sometimes Damian attacks him - he's scared and stressed and he doesn't want to be here. And every time he catches the sword. Even though Damian can see it cut into his hand and pearls of blood well up and stains his fingers. Even though Damian can see him wince in pain and bite his lip, he still catches it.

But with that little box, he coaxes Damian to come back with him. It's cold, it's dark, Amity Park is unsafe at night. They can figure something out tomorrow, please. And every time, he agrees, reluctantly. And the imposter takes the extra jacket he brought with -- a flannel, a hoodie, a jacket -- and he wraps it around him. It's warm, Damian's clothes are not that thick, and even though he thinks he might hate this imposter, he still sticks close to his legs as he leads him down the street.

And sometimes the imposter carries him, because Damian's shoes are not that thick, and he cuts his foot on broken glass while they're walking home. The imposter sits in the bathroom with him and carefully cleans the cut out, and makes sure it doesn't get infected.

There's hope you know, he still has it. His mother will be looking for him. She'll be worried. He's important to them. Damian may not be the original, but he is still a blood son. He is still her son. She will come find him. This nightmare will end soon. He can go home.

And then weeks pass, and nothing. Then months, and nothing. His family is not coming for him, and it hurts. Hurts more than anything. And yet while that happens, the boy he's attacked, and hurt, teaches himself arabic in order to speak to him. He takes Damian out of the house one afternoon and buys him new clothes, or tries to. And then he keeps buying him new clothes. He gives him blankets and gives up his bed to him until they can get him one himself, and steadily he teaches Damian english.

This boy is kind. Kinder than Damian's ever experienced, and he doesn't know what to do with it. He's devastated by the fact that he is not as important to his family as his family is to him. What do you do when you're six years old and you learn something like that? When a random stranger who looks like your father is kinder to you, and cares more about you than your family did?

And then Damian tells him he's a clone. He's Damian Wayne's clone, and he tells him his purpose - that their grandfather made him to kill him. And the boy, the imposter, Damian thinks he probably already knows that he's a clone. But he doesn't say that. He just nods, and asks him if he wants to tell his original about him.

Damian says no. He doesn't want to. He's tired of living in the shadow of his original. He wants to keep this to himself. This is his. For once, all of this is his.

And to his surprise, the imposter doesn't try and convince him otherwise. He just nods, and says okay. And when Damian asks why, the imposter - his brother - looks at him and says.

"I don't care about Damian Wayne. I care about you." And in Damian's gobsmacked silence, his brother continues. He tells him that if Damian doesn't want to tell his original that he exists, then they don't need to. They don't need to worry about the LoA going after him, because clearly if his 'grandfather' needs to make a clone of Damian in order to take him out, then whatever it was that Damian Wayne was doing to keep himself safe, was working.

"Wayne already has people in his corner, he's got Gotham's army of vigilantes to keep himself safe." his brother says with his eyes as blue as moonlight. "You, however. Do not." And he continues, and says that if Damian Wayne has the same training as Damian does, then he will be fine. He doesn't need to be aware of his clone. Because if DW doesn't know about Damian, then the LoA doesn't either.

And here's the thing. Damian would not have survived in the LoA for long. Not as a clone. No matter what, he was going to die no matter what he did, and sooner rather than later. The sword of Damocles was always hanging above his head in the League of Assassins.

That portal, and meeting Danny, saved his life. There's no way around it. And to an extent Damian knows this even at six years old. He may not be aware that he would've died, but he knows that meeting Danny was the best thing to happen to him.

It's no wonder after that, that Damian is as clingy to Danny as he is. Danny is the first person he's met to offer him unconditional love, with no strings attached, only pure affection.

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dpdc #dpxdc crossover #clone^2 #like god can you imagine how scared he must've been? how afraid? he just wants his mom - only to realize he doesnt even matter to her #dpxdc au #danny fenton is not the ghost king #this poor kid man. no wonder he latched onto danny the moment he gave up on the league like a leech. he's a six year old kid man and #it doesnt matter how smart he is or how mature he acts. he still is six years old. he still needs that validation and affection from adults #or from people older than him. and his emotional needs were just not being met in the league.#cue the song “two” from sleeping at last - some of their songs are very clone^2 honestly.#'sweetheart you look a little tired. when did you last eat? come in and make yourself right at home. stay as long as you need.'#'tell me is something wrong? if something's wrong you can count on me'#'its okay if you can't find the words. let me take your coat and this weight off of your shoulders'#'like a force to be reckoned with. am i the ocean or a gentle kiss. i will love you with every single thing i have'#'like a tidal wave i'll make a mess. or calm waters if that serves you best'#'i will love you without any strings attached'#like just. just *imagine* being in damian's shoes during all of this. he's *six* you guys. i've worked with six year olds and they're #pretty independent but they're still six. they get excited when they see their parents and they get upset when an adult is angry with them.#they're still developing their motor skills. they're still developing everything else!

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canisalbus · 5 months

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I remember Machete has tiny feet, but exactly what size shoes does he wear?

#hard to say #his shoe size might be just one of those things he doesn't particularly like revealing to people #very likely small enough that he has trouble finding anything to wear in most men's sections #I'd like to think that once he can afford it he starts to have some of his shoes custom made #and eventually goes off the deep end and developes a brand loyalty for Louboutins in particular #which isn't great for your finances but let him have his bougie red soled heels if he wants he's worked hard for them #modern au #in canon setting proper standardized shoe sizes don't exist yet so everything is made to measure #answered #chrlxx #those are his hooves

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good-beansdraws · 3 months

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I am allowed one batshit au every so often 🩰

#milgram #fuuta kajiyama #turns out you can finish a drawing if you mindlessly color for hours on end and ignore everything else 💀💀💀#i dont really have official au thoughts -- its more just a no-murders no-milgram but everyone is still a shitty person #and they finally find a healthy outlet for their emotions through dance 💖#fuuta touches grass.....#hes wearing those canvas slippers in two and actual pointe shoes in the other two #i included one ribbons-loose one for the aesthetic but i couldnt bring myself to do the ribbons-up-the-leg look #its dangerous ;--; dont twist your ankle pleeeaaase ;----;#hed 100% wear the nude ones but i wanted to see the classic pink of course :3 #thats all i got goodbye 👍👍

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tennessoui · 22 days

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body politic sounds amazing! And i am amusing myself by imagining that what finally gets obi-wan out of being elected is when people find out he slept with his handsome young campaign manager...or perhaps that's just obi-wan's wishful thinking and really their relationship just endears him to the public more because they're so adorable together.

ok but lol what if it actually comes out that they’re sleeping together years later when anakin is 24 and obi-wan is running for governor (still completely by accident) and anakins had a relationship with Padmé and broken up with her and obi-wan and anakin are sleeping together but it’s casual and there’s still a big age difference but anakins out of college now at least, like, he’s a solid adult

and it comes out that they’re together (but they’re only sort of together) and obi-wan gets asked about it and he dithers for a bit before saying like I’m not SLEEPING with my campaign manager I’m in love with him thank you very much

and obviously the crowd goes wild and anakin backstage goes wilder but then the interviewer is like “but our sources say he’s been working on your campaigns since he was barely legal” (solidly 19) “what would you say to those voters who may be concerned of the inappropriateness of your age gap?”

and obi-wan is like I would never sleep with a 19 year old

and the interviewer pulls up a picture of anakin at 19 canvassing for obi-wan and she’s like “he was very attractive”

and obi-wan is like “yes but in the photo you can’t hear him speak. he was very pretty back then but one word out of his mouth and you could just tell that he was a 19 year old boy who hadn’t washed his bedsheets in 8 months.”

cue a shoe flying out from stage left

#asks #obikin #body politic au #interviewer: what would you say to those who may think that your confession of love is just for optics #???#obi-wan: my ex wife is a high standing lawyer with the grace and poise of a thousand valkyries #and my current partner just threw a dirty shoe at me from backstage on national camera #what about this relationship is good for optics

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seafoamdew · 1 year

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“Where’s the cloak I gave you?”

“Got caught in a branch and it’s got a big hole in it.”

“Jack…”

“What? This one’s warmer anyway.”

“It’s because there’s two of us in it.”

#my art #rotg #httyd #rise of the guardians #how to train your dragon #hijack #frostcup #jack frost #hiccup horrendous haddock lll #childhood friends au #shoes may be helpful too Jack…

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ventigh · 7 months

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do not play coy with my longing—my hunger has grown old and ugly within me.i will carry you home in my teeth.

#blankshipping #ventigh art #blanktember #daemon au #sorry i had one more in me :')))#ever get hungrrrrryyyyyyyyy #“when will i stop belonging to this hungry thing inside me?”#ur shoes are always filling with your own damn blood @@#haunted by the voicessss(poetry i obsess over @@)#i almost join the pr(e)ying

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littlegoblininyourshoe · 22 days

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YO THE SILLY GOOFIES, BUT LIKE SWAP???

#art #fanart #total drama noah #total drama world tour #total drama au #total drama #noah total drama #owen total drama #total drama owen #digital art #little goblin in your shoe

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nomsfaultau · 1 year

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Never Love an Anchor || The Crane Wives

For the fic Fault.

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rextyleart · 2 years

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Billium just wants a Valentine :/

In Your Shoes au belongs to the wonderful @starmilkman and @vasilisk-vd!

#billford #ford and bill #ford pines #stanford pines #flatlands ford #bill cipher #billium cypress #ford pinacle #iys #in your shoes #in your shoes au #gf #gravity falls fanart #gravity falls #my art #the woes of crushing on your Muse

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sea-owl · 9 months

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Remember that scene in the first season where multiple gentlemen visited the Featherington's residence and Portia and the girls thought they were meant for them, but they just courted Marina and ignored the girls?

Well, imagine this happening in the isekai au. Thanks to the new Portia's attitude and influence, the sisters have grown to be beautiful ladies in her own rights, erasing those horrible colorful dresses and hairstyles. They're more educated, have much better personalities and know how to draw the ton's attention. The usual distance they tend to keep from people only makes them seem more alluring.

Now imagine Marina, having heard of her relatives and thinking she'll be the center of attention (no hate on Marina, i'm just using her as narrative piece for the au) when the gentlemen arrive to the house, but turns out they're all flowing around the Featherington ladies, who look nothing like she remembered and they all reject the advances gracefully. Only Prudence takes time to entertain some of them.

Marina is even more shocked when she realizes Colin is affected too

I don’t know why but when @amybonehouse described this it just made me think of scenario in the isekai au that no one wanted a London season outside of maybe Edwina so they never went. That was fine by Portia she didn’t like being in London more than she had to. But the year Penelope and Edwina would have been 18. All the kids somehow got on Portia’s and / or Mary’s nerves, and they decided you know what? Get packing you bunch of heathens, we’re going to London this year. All of you (besides the three babies) are getting thrown into society.

Their minds were made up, and they were not gonna be swayed by anything. These brats were gonna go through the whole shebang. The modiste, the tailor, balls, garden parties, promenade, gentleman callers should there be any, and of course debutantes and their marriage minded mamas. They were gonna socialize and they were gonna like it.

The children huffed, but dared not to argue. There may have been a few mutterings, but nothing Portia or Mary heard lest a stray shoe be thrown at them. Prudence made a comment that “At least we’ll see Mama run around like a chicken with it’s head cut off avoiding Violet Bridgerton.” The rest agreed, that will be entertaining to watch.

Of course, both Portia and Mary know there’s no better time to make an entrance than the opening ball hosted by Lady Danbury. Both women have a flare for the dramatics just as much as their children. They made sure no one saw the children until the night of the ball. London was used to seeing the odd trip from Portia or Mary, not their whole brood. They made sure to arrive at night, and the children had no issues staying in the house to avoid all of London or going out in disguises. Whenever Portia or Mary went out for business reasons, they made sure to drop a hint that their children of eligible age will be attending the social season this year. The children’s distance from London, of course, gave them a mysterious allure, which Portia and Mary counted on. London always loves a new shiny thing. New residences or long returned residences will bring just that.

The girls thanked all that was holy that the guys were there when it came time for the ball. Especially because drama lover Lady Danbury somehow ropped them into meeting and even sharing a dance with the Bridgertons. Mary had to hold onto Portia at that point, reminding her this will work in their favor later when they annoy their kids with callers.

What none of them saw coming was that Jack Featherington was also coming to London and that he was bringing a cousin with him. While Jack was the technical Lord Featherington, he never bothered to claim his title and responsibilities. Thus, the barony was left in Portia’s hands. Many, rightly, assumed that the previous Lord Featherington (actually Portia) had left documentation for one of his daughters to inherit once certain conditions were met and that the current Lord Featherington was just a placeholder. Jack, having heard of Portia’s business success, decided it was time to drift into town. His cousins, the Thompson, and the ones he was staying (mooching) with before, had him take their daughter as his ward for the season.

"Have you met the Dowager Baroness Featherington before?" Marina asked Jack as they rode to the Featherington London house. It was the day after the Danbury ball.

"Once," Jack said. "She was pregnant with her third child back then. Mean thing, with horrible taste in everything. I can't imagine why she would take in so many wards if the rumors are true. I imagine they are all as daft as her. We shall have no problem finding you a husband. You'll be a rose among the thorns."

Marina nodded. She was still unsure about this if only George hadn't left.

The butler, Briarly, led them to the drawing room where, in Marina's opinion, too many eyes focused on them. The butler addressed the oldest two women in the room. "Lord Featherington and Miss Thompson, my ladies."

The red head of the two women stood up. "My lord, we had not heard word of you coming to visit."

Marina felt a shiver run down her back. There was something about Dowager Lady Featherington, about everyone in that room that screamed dangerous. The way the others eyed the lord of the house as if waiting for him to make the wrong move against the dowager lady.

"It was a rather late decision," Jack admitted with a laugh.

"Well I suppose we will have to hold off on callers today as we help you two settle in," Dowager Lady Featherington said.

Did the others just sigh in relief? Marina couldn't blame them of they did. From what Jack told her her Featherington cousins reputation wouldn't be the best, and they were possibly just tolerated among the rest of the ton. It would be rather embarrassing to have no one come to call with so many eligible daughters in the house. Perhaps Marina could direct some of her's towards them when the time came?

Lady Sharma hid a smile behind her hand.

Dowager Lady Featherington turned towards Marina. "Now tell me darling, do you have a dress for the ball tonight? If not, I'm sure we can find you one. I believe Philippa will be the closest in size to you."

So that is how Marina attended her first London ball in a borrowed dress.

She did not see much of her cousins, or the wards, or the family friends. They all seemed to be in a corner whispering among one another. Poor things to be left on the side lines.

Marina thinks her favorite dance partner was perhaps Colin Bridgerton. He would have been a good option had she not met George first.

The next day during call time the house flooded with callers. Marina had a decent share but she seemed to be the only one who was actually entertaining them.

Kate and Simon basically patrolled the room, bouncing from one to the next. Reminding Marina of a pair of parents. The callers for Kate had to walk with her if they wanted to talk.

Philippa and Sophie sat together doing needle work while they talked to their callers. Michael sat in the chair next to them. He honestly entertained the callers more than them.

Penelope clung to the boy who looked so much like Marina's George. What did she call him, Pip? Yes, that must be right. He had a book on plants that she would read over his shoulder when she was not being polite with a caller.

The only others who were actively entertaining the callers were Prudence, though she honestly looked to be playing a game, and Edwina. Marina thinks Edwina is just being polite from the far away look in her eyes and how once in a while she'll tap Penelope to jump in conversation.

Dowager Lady Featherington and Lady Sharma just sat and watched. A few giggles shared between them.

Gareth, Felicity, and Lucy are having the time of their lives watching their older siblings scramble to avoid suitors. All three were in the corner with some biscuits. Every once in a while, they would exchange money between one another.

The real shock came when not one, not two, but all three eligible Bridgerton brothers came to call.

Between the three of them, Marina wondered if there were any flowers left at the florist.

Simon was immediately by Kate's side when the Viscount walked up to her. Handing her the biggest of his bouquets before handing the smaller ones to the rest of the women who lived in the house. Mr. Benedict Bridgerton followed suit but instead gave his biggest bouquet to Sophie. Michael sat straight in his chair, his eyes never straying from the second Bridgerton brother.

Marina smiled as Colin walked closer to her. Penelope, who was not that far away, went stiff, and Pip had actually put his book away, watching Colin. His hand squeezing Penelope's.

Just as Marina was about to stand to greet her new caller, Colin had handed the largest of his bouquets to Penelope.

Dowager Lady Featherington immediately stood up. "Well, I believe call time is over. Thank you all for coming."

#bridgerton #portia and mary said your punishment is a london season #the kids rather get hit with the shoe/la chancla #what if everyone got isekaied besides violet #what if spouses remembered isekai au #isekai and yanderes au #villainess isekai au #polin #kathony #benophie #little bit of the couples at the end

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