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chaoswarfare · 1 year
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dp x dc prompt #55
After 14 separate grease fires, 12 minor knife fights, several layers deep messes, and 4 unidentifiable cooking attempts, Alfred finally gets fed up with the bat kids(excepting Jason, of course) messing up his kitchen attempting to cook. No matter how many times he tries to get them to stay out, they always seem to find their way back into the kitchen and a mess not far behind. If he can’t keep them out, the very least he can do is attempt to get them to learn how to cook. Maybe a culinary class would do them good.
Danny was finally living the good life. Mostly. His rogues have settled down, and his parents have stepped back some from ghost hunting after a string of failures(that may or may not be his fault) of actually hunting any ghost. It all started when he let slip that he was planning to move away from Amity Park. Now he’s got an entire checklist of things to work through to be deemed competent enough to be left(mostly) alone. Number one? Lunch Lady is sending him to learn how to cook.
Culinary do x dc adventures, Worst Cooks In America style. There’s going to be so many grease fires, and maybe someone will even actually learn something.
or- are there any heroes that actually know how to cook?
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gecemi09 · 5 months
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Regarding Batman and Responsibility: A Rant
So, whenever there is talk about the age old question of "Should Batman kill Joker?" there is always, and I mean always someone who says something along the lines of: "But it's not Batman's responsibility to kill Joker so it's wrong to put the burden onto him." and on the surface this seems like a reasonable argument. After all, there is a police department in gotham, there is a government, so shouldn't we hold them accountable as well? Well, not exactly.
(Warning: I probably mispelled responsibility and responsible a LOT in this post, please don't begrudge me for it.)
Of course, those institutions ARE responsible for the Joker to some degree but the real question, to me, is: why is Batman considered as "NOT responsible" when he very much is.
People who make this argument usually say: "Well Batman is a volunteer, a vigilante! This is practically none of his bussiness." And true, Bruce isn't required to be a vigilante, he does it entirely out of his own volition. But is that not the whole reason why he IS responsible? I mean, Bruce is the one who CHOSE to take up that responsibilty, he is the one who CHOSES to shoulder that burden. In that sense he isn't that different from a government official/cop/etc. those people do it of their on will too don't they? Bruce, day after day, year after year, choses to fight for Gotham, to protect it and its people; he takes those responsibilities onto himself and yet... stopping Joker somehow, isn't one of them?
In my opinion, it is hypocritical. Bruce is the one who says things like "Gotham is MY city" or "I don't allow metas in Gotham, you need MY permission." or "You can't operate as a vigilante in Gotham without my say-so."(Stephanie Brown, anyone?) he routinely describes his vigilantism as a "war on crime"(which, yikes) and calls it a "crusade" and says it is his "mission" no? He chooses to do these things all on his own, no one forces him to. At a certain point, it's a matter of integrity. He can't pick and choose what exactly constitutes to protecting Gotham and what doesn't. He can't decide that beating up muggers in the streets is extremely important and is his job while improving Arkham isn't. He can't decide that, despite putting Joker in Arkham over and over again knowing he's going to escape, he isn't at least partly responsible for Joker's future victims. He can't keep stopping people from killing Joker(Under the Red Hood, hello!), saving Joker from the death row, putting Joker into a Lazarus Pit, or saving him from natural disasters(because you KNOW he would) and then claim "Oh, but killing Joker isn't my responsibility." He can't willingly claim responsibility for Gotham in every other scenario, EXCEPT for that. That's just having your cake and trying to eat it too. Unless he decided that by saving Joker he is not actually harming Gotham, by allowing Joker to live he is actively NEGLECTING his mission, his duty. And anyway, I thought the whole point of superhero comics was that people with power to better things shoud use those powers to do exactly that. Batman DOES have the power to "better" Gotham, he just isn't using it.
"Killing Joker isn't Batman's responsibility." No, it is. Because protecting Gotham and its people IS his responsibility, as he took it onto himself. If he didn't want to deal with the consequences of such a thing then he shouldn't have become a vigilante in the first place.
Mind you, this doesn't mean he's the ONLY one responsible, far from it, just that he is.
(I genuinely don't remember whether I made a post on this before but I have ranted about this to myself outloud when alone multiple times and if I have to think about this so do you)
[And YES we all know the real reason is because Joker is DC's cashcow, that is not the point of this post...]
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wolfish-chan · 3 months
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Batfam + co headcanons
- Jason dyes his hair black, but can’t seem to dye back the white streak
- His eyes use to be more brown, but after his dip in the Lazarus pit, they are a dark green
- The Al Ghul’s are similar in that aspect - Ra’s and Talia both have naturally brown eyes and Damian’s blue, but they’re now a vibrant green, reflecting the amount of time they’ve spent in the pit
- Ra’s eyes are the most unsettling, they’re the exact color of the pit water
- Damian has an accent
- Dick does too, but it’s much harder to pinpoint because of how much he’s traveled
- Damian calls Bruce ‘Baba’, but only after he disappeared. Before that it was just ‘Father’
- Tim is supposed to wear glasses, but he tends to forget them and his contacts so his mask is built to compensate. However, he is forever squinting during board meetings at Wayne Enterprises
- Jason and Bruce have the same thinking face but nobody would willingly call it out
- Alfred could definitely kill any of the rogue gallery, but he doesn’t out of respect of Bruce’s values
- Initially, Bruce would get annoyed when Tim would bring YJ into the batcave/manor, but he’s slowly begun to expect it
- He did get tired of finding Bart in his good chair though, so now he has a special one beside it (everyone knows it’s for Bart, but Bruce would rather be caught dead than admit that)
- Duke gets along really well with Bart and Wally, and Bruce feels a headache forming every time they’re together
- Cass is Wally’s favorite out of Dick’s siblings. More often than not, he talks way too fast for her to catch more than a few words, but she’s such an attentive listener that he forgets
- Stephanie and Jason aren’t allowed to be in a room together without supervision because they kept getting into fistfights (she antagonizes him as a hobby)
- When Damian needs time to think, he goes down to the barn to sit with Batcow because nobody ever checks for him there. They always assume he’s off training
- Duke brings out Damian’s childish nature in the best ways, and they’re almost as close as Damian is with Dick
- They pester each other a lot, but then fall asleep watching movies together (true brothers fr)
- The entirety of the batfam refuses to watch superhero movies because they’re “inaccurate”
- Jason and Diana have a genuine bond, and it only grows stronger when he comes back, even if she does get disappointed with his actions. She’s like the mom he never had
- Clark always says he doesn’t have favorites out of the younger generation, but it’s secretly Tim. He appreciates all that he does for Kon (Dick is still his favorite Robin tho)
- Alfred doesn’t make certain recipes anymore because they were something he used to make with Jason, and it upsets him to make them without his assistant
- Tim cannot for the life of him match his clothes, like Adam Sandler type of style
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honestly tho om lucifer is such a comfort character
you know mammon's my all time all around favourite no contest but like
lucifer just hits different
he's so tired and he's so overworked and he loves his family so much it makes me sick he's willing to kill and die for them at any chance he made the misfits of the celestial realm his family despite being the perfect example of an angel himself he thinks his brothers are adorable he just wants them to have one quiet day
he's such a bastard he's arrogant and prideful and he'll willingly meow like a little kitty cat because his boybestfriend is sad
he's got daddy issues he's terrified he's traumatised his greatest fear is his father he spent years fighting a pointless war and never questioned his father about whether they ever even tried to find a way to end the war without just mindlessly trying to kill people who really aren't that different from them for a reason no one knows he's willing to be given piggyback rides by another high profile man in a public area
he's a dog person he's weak to puppy dog eyes from everyone he cares about he's constantly done with Mephisto's shit he gets jealous because one of his friends complimented their mutual friend's cookies
he's willing to villainize himself in the eyes of his family to keep them safe he's sadistic his first response to being cornered and scared is to kill anyone who's making him feel that way his love language with his brothers is being a little shit to them he's somehow connected to/the starting point of all the issues/trauma his brothers have he has empty nest syndrome even though all his brothers live at home he hasn't realised the extent to which his actions and words have fucked up his brothers and is constantly surprised and devastated by it when he realises
he has a son he pretends is his brother whom he only ever canonically acknowledged as his son twice which led to huge blowout fights one of his younger brothers bullies him into going to the pub with them once a week his son runs a club with his youngest brother dedicated solely to making his life miserable
he's sadistic he genuinely enjoys seeing people suffer he's so polite he'll allow himself to be poisoned by food he knows is bad he bought dinner for a whole restaurant because it was the owner's birthday he wore a silly outfit and worked at a themed restaurant as a favour for a friend he gets visibly more aroused when he's ordered around he insults his brothers but gets upset whenever an outsider does the same
he loves his human so much and he's so annoyed at them he's so frustrated with them he's so angry at them and he's so worried about them so protective of them so incredibly proud of them he has tried to kill them many many times
he's a borderline alcoholic he's immortal he's greying he gets migraines he forgets to eat and he sleeps at his desk he does the mom thing and orders takeout for his children when he goes out to eat without them he likes dad jokes his greatest wish is to visit a factory he likes good socks he's a grumpy old man
he's over 10 million years old he's an eldritch horror he's the personification of the sin of pride he needs glasses to read his childhood friend? ex-boyfriend? kind-of-brother? old coworker? brother in arms? calls him luci
he's a naggy paranoid perfectionist he removed the entire bathroom because one of his brothers forgot to clean it he had to literally be kidnapped to send him on a vacation he ripped out multiple sets of his own wings he doesn't like being seen shirtless he lectured jason voorhees about him not killing efficiently enough
he's a respected and recognised drag queen he believes love is love he's canonically so beautiful but no one ever makes a move on him because the whole realm thinks he's in a committed long term relationship he refuses to believe his best friend is in love with him despite multiple people saying so
he's the type of person you want to please the type of person you want to make proud the type of person you want on your side because you know no matter what he'll always have your back you're safe that as long as he's there everything will be okay the type of person you want to be held by while everything is falling down around you
he's even queer
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ssparksflyy · 10 days
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hello! can i request jason grace or leo valdez x child of hypnos reader ? (gn) 🫶🏻🫶🏻
ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.
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jason grace dating hcs! ٩(ˊ〇ˋ*) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
pairing: jason grace x child of hypnos!reader warning(s): none!! js fluff :) a/n: i love children of hypnos, u stay sleepy ! also me writing this running off five hours of sleep ( the most ive gotten this week ) yikes..
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mr gets up willingly at six am nd his sleepy lover ♡
there are times where u literally have to beg jason to go back to bed cause omfg what r u doing. its six am. no u r not going to go run. no the early bird doesnt get the worm. go. back. to. sleep.
hey nd most times it works cause the thought of holding u close and a sweet sweet dream is enough to get him back in bed
but other times noooo he goes running 🙄
what is bro running from? sleep???
omg but then literally knocks tf out by like nine
one of the times when you had a sleepover planned together
you were running a little late cause ur cabin's ac wasnt working nd everybody was tweaking out
so you had to stay behind and help fix it
by the time you finished and ran over to cabin one , jason was already passed out nd lightly snoring 😭
mind you it was like 9:15 pm
its ok tho u were tired asf too , who knew fixing the ac could be so hard ??
he apologized sm in the morning tho
but u were like its okay el oh el
he cant help it bro he needs his sleep almost as much as he needs you
its better that he falls asleep early than stay up super late tho
cause like when he was helping plan out the new cabins, it was impossible to convince him to go to sleep
he wouldnt stop working nd u were like 😠 fool 😠 go to sleep 😠
nd he was like no thank youuuuu ♡
so you used your powers on him cause he hadNT SLEPT IN DAYS
u were both mad at each other in the morning and things were painfully tense
but you sat down nd talked it out like mature ppl ♡
he srsly hates fighting, he already does it with monsters nd shit so much, he doesnt want to do it w you :(
he apologized for being ignorant and promised he would be better about taking care of himself instead of burying himself in work
you apologized for using your powers on him without saying anything first, and promised you wouldn't do it again ( unless its necessary ) :))
to this day, youve still kept your promises ♡
jason is SUCH a sucker for when you touch his hair
the most relaxing thing everrrrr
i will die on this hill ppl dont play w me
his hair would be soft asf bro
best believe he uses a good conditioner !!
he lets u play w his hair nd do wtv u want with it cause like ~relaxing~
so best believe you have a 0.5 of him with all his hair tied up and looking like a palm tree
0.5s of jason would literally be flawless asf but scary
cause ur like omg by bf is so cute- god DAMN somebody get this man contacts
he looks amazing but THEM EYES
terrifying. staring into ur soul.
theyre cute tho ♡♡
you OBVI have matching pjs
i cannot decide if jason would go to sleep w just pj pants nd no shirt or if would have light blue and white striped pants, a button up shirt, slippers, a cap with a little fuzzy ball at the end, nd a candlestick
jason grace is a SPECTRUM OKAY
but he buys u so many plushies ugh
you own so many jellycats im so jealous
he helps u name them nd their literally ur children like
u have matching build-a-bears !!!
the voice memos are messages u made for each other :(
his to u is a quick ramble about how much he loves u but gets cut off cause he only had 20 seconds ♡♡
nd u get matching outfits for them!!
urs is named 'sleepy' and his is named 'sparky' ♡
i feel like jason gets some real bad nightmares
like yea every demigod does but he gets his more frequently nd their more graphic bcs of what he's seen and gone through :(
most of the time they arent even messages from his dad, theyre just really bad flashbacks of horrible times in his life
but ever since you started spending ur nights together, theyve toned down so much
now he even gets dreams abt your future together sometimes :((
he really wants to tell you about those dreams cause they feel so real but hes scared that youll think its weird or get uncomfortable
little does he know you get those exact same dreams ♡
and on the same nights as he does...
CAUSE UR MEETING IN UR DREAMSSSSSSS
nd thats how ur dad shows his love to you !
zeus doesnt gaf. wtv we dont like him anyway
i mean sometimes hes like erm gtfo my cabin 🤨
but doesn't actually do anything
u literally dont care for anybody's thoughts tho cause you bagged a baddie as sleepy as you ♡
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an two: ik i didnt talk abt sleepovers together but like ive got a jason fic called sleepover (thats also gn!) if u wanted to read that :DD but i hoped u enjoyed and have a good day/night!! GO STREAM THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT.
peace from manhattan,
percy jackson ♡
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therealgloomygirl · 1 month
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Hiya, I loved your Yandere!Athena HCs! Could you maybe write Yandere Percy and Jason x reader HCs, like in a poly situation? Thank you! ❤️
yandere PJO! Percy Jackson x demigod! darling X yandere HOO! Jason Grace 🌊☁️⚔️ - general hcs
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!!WARNINGS!!: yandere, obsessive and stalkerish behavior, manipulation, mentions of vi0lence and murd3r, overprotectiveness, jealousy, etc etc you know the drill
pairing/s: yandere pjo!Percy and Jason x demigod!darling
a/n: sorry it took so long anonie, i kept losing motivation lol
So let's start this off strong, if this was pre-Blood of Olympus Percy and Jason, they definitely would've killed each other for you soooo...
Let's just assume this is pre-Trials of Apollo Percy and Jason
You were one of the half-blood campers who went to New Rome for college
And by some stroke of luck (or not) you managed to catch the eye of two of the most powerful demigods ever known, Percy Jackson and Jason Grace
I'd assume that both of them would already be in a relationship with each other when you showed up
Jason would be the first one who would notice you
He had noticed Frank showing you around the campus while he was in one of the cafes and he was immediately intrigued by the reserved air you held about you
How you shyly thanked Frank for showing you around and how you looked around the campus like it made was straight out of Mount Olympus
In Jason's eyes, anyone who can appreciate the beauty of Rome is gorgeous to him
So naturally he developed an interest in you
Jason is a very communicative boyfriend and the second he realised he might have developed feelings for you, he immediately told Percy
Of course, it wasn't like he wasn't in love with Percy, it's just that you had caught his eye too
At first, Percy was pissed. Percy is a rather overprotective boyfriend to have and he immediately began digging up on you, to find out who had been attracting his boyfriend
However, when he started learning more about you, he couldn't stop himself from liking you
For some reason, you had the same effect on him that Jason did and he immediately understood why you had caught Jason's eye
The two of them had a long conversation and agreed to try to win you over
So they would start reading into you, finding out what you like, what your hobbies are, things like that
They didn't realise it but they developed quite the obsession with you, observing you late into the night, thinking about you constantly
Finally they approached you, on the pretense of wanting to welcome the new blood
You were quite flattered to have such important demigods willingly offer to be your guides and immediately took up their offer of friendship, starting to hang around with them more
I feel like Percy and Jason would genuinely want to be your boyfriends instead of kidnapping you or just making you fall in love with them so it would be easier to get you
They want a healthy, normal relationship with you but they don't realise that their love for you goes far too deep for a normal relationship
Your friendship would start off really simple, just things like picnics in the gardens of Rome, late night study sessions, the occasionally fighting monsters outside camp
Slowly they'd become more bold, starting to bring you gifts, surprising you with things that they had handmade from the Vulcan campers, just for you
They'd finally offer the option of joining their relationship to you one late night and they'd be absolutely over the moon when you shyly accepted
Once they're officially your boyfriends, you'd notice them competing with each other for your affection
It'd start off with small things, like if Percy took you out to a gorgeous beach on a weekend as a little relaxing surprise for you, you'd notice Jason eyeing him a little challengingly
Then Jason would take you on a surprise flying trip to wherever you wanted and and would have a lovely time with you, only to come back home to a rather grumpy Percy
Of course they still love each other, but they can't help but feel a little more competitive when it comes towards you
Honestly, it's one of the things that keeps their relationships going and it's rather interesting to watch at times too
I have this headcanon that Jason cooks really well so he'd learn your favourite food and make it for you <3 (just don't ask HOW he knows your favourite food since you never told him)
Percy is insistent that you learn how to swim so he'll drag you to the beach at random and try to teach you how to swim if you don't already know
If you DO know, he'll try teaching you tricks and will show off his own stunts underwater to general applause (although Jason keeps berating him for it since it makes Percy dizzy, he's usually on a lounge chair, watching you two)
Percy isn't very happy if you wear a revealing swimsuit but let's it go when Jason reminds him that not only can they both fight, so can you
He still glares at everyone who looks at you in even a slightly admiring way but usually Jason is there to restrain him from dousing them in sea water
I think they probably wouldn't punish you or such, since they didn't have to kidnap you to get you and since they don't like hurting you
I'd say the most they'd do as a 'punishment' is ignore you for a few days, essentially isolating you but just from them
And of course, since you love them so much, it's pure torture to you so you do everything you can to make up to them
Both of them looooove reminding you how gorgeous you are
Percy totally takes photos of you all the time with a Polaroid, no matter whether you're eating, studying, sleeping
When you stay up late to study at night, Jason is right by your side, providing you with an unlimited supply of coffee or hot chocolate, whichever you prefer
Percy would probably study with you since he isn't very good at studies either but he'd probably get really easily distracted by how pretty you were which results in Jason having to smack him on the head (and then kiss his forehead because he felt bad about it)
They NEVER forget important dates
Anniversaries, birthdays, special holidays you like, they will ALWAYS remember
Both of them spend hours with each other while pondering your gifts (and each other's but neither one of them tells each other that)
It's always a thoughtful, sweet gift whether valuable in sentiment or use
They spoil you as much as they can with what money they have
Jason leaves little notes for you all over your dorm, some reminders and some just sweet compliments <33
Percy definitely brings you random trinkets from his father's palace when he goes to visit <3
Both of them LOVE showing off their horses, offering rides to you at random odd hours of the day
If anyone dared to ask you out, usually Percy would pull them into his cabin to talk to them, with Jason by his side as he calmly tries to explain that you were already dating them
Usually, the demigods of two of the most powerful Olympians confronting them regarding a loved one, would have any demigod with any common sense immediately apologizing and promising not to do it again
If some idiot, however, ignores their (Percy's) warnings, neither Percy or even Jason can guarantee their safety next time they're in the air or the sea
They may not have as many powers over their respective domains but they have enough to cause 'accidents', small things that confuse, weaken or hurt the unfortunate fool who chose you to have a crush on
They wouldn't go as far as to kill anyone though, unless it's in a fit of rage (Percy) or they decide it's well deserved (Jason)
Overall, they're amazing boyfriends and the chances of you ever finding out about their obsession is almost zero since they're so sweet and loving that it distracts you from all the red flags <3
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a/n: the ending was lazy but kindly forgive me for that, it was like 3 am, I'm so sorry ☠️☠️
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Batfamily Presentation Night - Pizza - Cass
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Cass: I'll go :)
Duke: Uh-oh.
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Tim: Interested to see where this one goes.
Duke: Is this cheating? This feels like cheating.
Jason: When did you make this?
Cass: Before today. :)
Jason: I shouldn't be surprised.
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Damian: That is a very useful visual.
Steph: I have nothing to say.
Duke: A good, hardworking employee.
Tim: We should get a cat and name it Cheese.
Damian: That is a horrible name for a cat.
Bruce: No.
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Jason: Wh -
Duke: Are those turtles???
Bruce: Where did you get this image.
Cass: :)
Jason: B you have to explain.
Bruce: Cassandra.
Tim: So Bruce can have pet turtles, but when we do it's a problem? I see how it is.
Steph: Tim this is the perfect opportunity to go on your Jason Arc.
Jason: Your what?
Dick: Oh, I remember them! Those are the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! They're vigilantes in New York. Super cool guys. Have a bit of an addiction to pizza, though.
Cass: And the sewers.
Dick: Yeah they live in sewers, it's kinda gross, but they're nice.
Jason: Please tell me this photo isn't in the New York sewers.
Tim: The rats, the rats... we're the rats...
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Dick: Oh, that's a good one of me.
Bruce: Dick.
Dick: If you mention the rules about eating on patrol I will throw a fork at you.
Steph: Haven't we already discussed that, Bruce?
Dick: Y- WAIT!
Jason: [cackling]
Dick: So you HAVE been stealing my pizza??
[general laughter]
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Steph: Why does that image look so sad...
Babs: Don't diss the deep dish.
Jason: Steph, you're not gonna say ANYTHING about the order it's in?
Steph: Nah it looks fine.
Duke: This is favouritism.
Steph: Sauce on top of cheese is a far cry from PINEAPPLE, DUKE.
Duke: It's good!!
Jason: It's not.
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Jason: Wh-
Tim: Why are you so angry... What did that burger do to you...
Jason: CASS??
Cass: :)
Jason: I can't believe I have to move AGAIN.
Dick: You don't have to move every time we find your apartment.
Jason: It's called PRIVACY, DICK.
Duke: I'm unsure if I should be more concerned about what "Nemo" means or the Pinterest deck.
Jason: Pintrest deck?
Tim: [wheezes]
Dick: Nemo... does Jason eat goldfish crackers on his pizza??
Jason: GOLDFISH? Have you NEVER seen the movie finding Nemo?
Dick: I don't remember what kind of fish he is. Sorry for not having that information STORED AWAY in my brain.
Jason: It's a clownfish, Dick. Kind of like you.
Dick: I'm more of a Dory, I think.
Jason: No, you're those annoying ass seagulls.
Steph: Mine? Mine?
Cass: :)
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Steph: EXCUSE ME?
Jason: Digiorno? You WILLINGLY eat DIGIORNO??
Steph: NOT ALL OF US HAVE THE TIME OR SKILL TO HARVEST AND PREPARE THEIR OWN PIZZAS, JASON
Jason: SO BUY SOME.
Dick: There's a really good pizza place on Poplar called Moe's. They give me free pizza.
Jason: Moe's is shit and you know it. I'd eat fucking Dominoes before I eat Moe's.
Dick: YOU TAKE THAT BACK!
Steph: Fight fight fight fight!
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Duke: [wheezing]
Tim: Huh what?
Jason: I think I'm gonna be sick.
Dick: It could be worse.
Jason: I don't think it can get any worse than this. I can't believe we're related.
Babs: Y-
Dick: ANYWAYS.
Steph: Tim, you need help.
Duke: He's not the only one.
Steph: Duke, I take back everything I've said about your taste in pizza, this is a war crime.
Duke: This feels backhanded somehow.
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Duke: Oh.
Jason: Hm.
Duke: I'll take it.
Steph: THREE STARS?? AND I ONLY GOT TWO???
Duke: L.
Steph: I'm going to unionize against Duke's union.
Bruce: Duke's what?
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Jason: Pesto?
Cass: Hm?
Jason: Green pizza sauce. Was it pesto? Tastes like herbs, really notably the basil. It's alright. Not my favourite, but it's alright.
Cass: ...Yes. I think so.
Damian: Only four stars... what do I have to do to receive five stars?
Duke: Dude, are you trying to RIG the competition?
Dick: It's okay Dami, we tied!
Damian: I wish crush all of your pizza flavours.
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Jason: There's the answer, kid.
Damian: Hn.
Duke: I smell bias.
Steph: No, no, she's got a point.
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Duke: I feel enlightened. Good presentation, 7/10.
Jason: [muttering] So tired of fucking moving...
Dick: You don't have to move, little wing.
Jason: Fuck off.
Steph: I am going to hold off making my judgements but all of you know that Cass's presentation is the best.
Damian: I will go next, as mine is the objectively superior one.
TO BE CONTINUED?
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spidernuggets · 3 months
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i gotta know, whats your opinion on the orange peel theory with jason, would he peel an orange for reader? i personally think its hilarious
That's actually a good question. Absolutely NO DOUBT i thought about Jason Todd whenever a new relationship theory goes viral on tiktok.
When I first saw the orange peel theory, I couldn't really remember, but it was very angsty, either the guy died or stopped hanging out with his gf and went out with another girl.
BUT. With our fave broken bb boy, Jason Peter Todd, whether he died or not, I don't see him as a big social media person. Otherwise, I believe he refuses to use TikTok. But somehow, SOME FUCKING HOW, he knows everything that is viral. Probably has been told or overheard a convo by Tim or Steph.
But when you find the recent "orange peel theory" trend, Jason is your first thought. And there is no way he's seen it or heard about it yet.
So you go grab an orange and head towards Jason. You're all like, "Jay!!!!!! Can you peel this for me, pretty please?" Jason's reading a book or something, stops what he's doing and is like... yeah okay.
You're like mentally cheering, like, "yass! Healthy relationship confirmed!" Of course, you know your relationship is happy and healthy, but sometimes it doesn't hurt to try new trends.
But you abruptly stop when Jason is calling out, "You don't need me to peel an orange for you to know that I love you. You know that, right?"
And you're like awww. But also, how the fuck did he know?? You only saw the trend like 2 seconds ago!!
Let's be real, whether or not it's for a trend, when Jason would love someone, he'd do ANYTHINGGGG for them. Peeling an orange is just one of those lottle things.
If you slip and accidentally murder someone, Jason would willingly take the blame for you.
But I think Jason would peel an orange for you AND partake in any other of these couple trends just to make you happy
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How do you imagine Jeremy’s redemption? One drawing you did implied Terra had a bad experience with the purple dragons, how does that experience affect her relationship to Jeremy post-redemption?
I feel like the insighting incident was actually when Kendra kidnapped Terra whenever she wouldn’t come willingly like Shelldon did. Kendra is still always trying to one up Donnie and the turtles, but even Jeremy and Jason can pick up after they learn that Shelldon is gone that something is really different about Donnie’s tech. It’s more…alive…and Terra seems much younger and more scared than Shelldon was. They start to feel really bad.
Kendra doesn’t care though. Later on, she even goes through the lengths of stealing Kraang infected technology from high security facilities after the events of the movie, even when the Dragons have already disbanded.
However, after she takes Terra and shows no sympathy for Donnie’s loss, Jeremy and Jason start to question her leadership, having joined her initially only because they were kinda loners themselves and wanted protection from high school bullies in numbers. They were in it for the passion for tech first and foremost, especially Jeremy, which is why he’s first to stand up to Kendra.
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Post redemption, Terra knows and understands that Jeremy is a good guy that got mixed in with toxic leadership. She remembers how she stood up for her/Don and is still wary for a while….but not as long as you might think though💜
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The idea of Arkham Knight Jason's darling being rescued by Batman (whether she goes willingly or not) and Jason hunting her down has me in such a hold today. Like, massive brainrot. I hope it's okay to dump it on you because the world you've crafted here with Arkham Knight Jason and darling is just fantastic and gripping.
What I keep imagining is that for a darling who knows Bruce is Batman, Bruce decides that she needs to be kept in a more personal secure location. So he decides to send her to a remote safehouse with Alfred to look over her.
Alfred has a bunch of computer set-ups and whatnot at the safehouse so he can still communicate with and help Bruce with his Batman Stuff(TM).
Darling doesn't tell either of them that the Arkham Knight is Jason. She wants to. She agonizes about it. There's a couple times she almost tells Alfred and Alfred can tell she has a secret, but she's so stressed, he doesn't want to push her on it. He figures she will tell him when she's ready, especially since I imagine Alfred would keep in regular touch with her after Jason's "death," making sure she's okay, maybe sending her flowers and calling her on her birthday or other days he thinks she needs extra support.
But I mean, it's bound to happen soon or later: Jason tracks down this safehouse and shows up with his most trusted militia men. If there's barriers? He's blowing them up or hacking into the security to get them removed. He will have doors rammed down by his men. Doesn't matter, he's getting through those doors and getting her back, anyone who stands in his way can get killed, he doesn't care.
And eventually he gets to the last room where Alfred and darling are.
He's got the cowl on, of course, but as soon as he enters the room you can almost hear him choking on a gasp through the voice modifier.
He didn't expect Alfred to be there. And Alfred doesn't know it's Jason so he is throwing himself in front of darling and pulling out whatever weapon Bruce gave him for protection. He's sure that he will end up killed, but he's not going down without a fight. He's already contacted Batman so he can only hope he can fight off these people long enough for Bruce to get there.
Jason regains some composure quickly, he would immediately know that the threat of Batman showing up just got 10000% higher. "Move aside, old man."
Alfred won't move.
Jason is just. Torn as hell. He doesn't want to hurt Alfred--he can't kill him, he rationalizes that maybe if he shoots at his foot, it will be fine, Bruce will get here and patch him up--and gives him some warnings. "I don't want to hurt you, but I will if you don't move aside." Etc.
Darling doesn't know if Jason will actually go through with hurting or killing Alfred for her sake, but she can't let it happen. When she thinks Jason might be making a move to raise his weapon, she jumps out from behind Alfred and just, tearfully pleads for Jason to leave him alone.
"You can't, you can't, please don't hurt him, I'll go with you, just don't hurt him."
Alfred doesn't want to let her go but he doesn't have a choice when the militia men use the opportunity to surround him.
And maybe he starts wondering, when the Knight gently takes darling's hands or murmurs a quick "I missed you" before he takes her out of the room. Combined with darling's secret, combined with the Knight's odd reluctance to just blow him to bits despite threatening to kill Jason. Something is strange, for sure.
Maybe the Knight even looks back at Alfred one more time before they leave--Alfred can't see through the cowl but he gets the strangest notion that the Knight must have the same expression as darling has the past few days or weeks, like she desperately wanted to say something to Alfred but couldn't.
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This is GOD TIER SHIT, thank you anon VERY cool!
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An Excerpt from the Aberdeen Bestiary
I've started preparing the bestiaryposting, and have encountered one entry that doesn't really fit into what we're doing. Not only is it one of the longest entries, but instead of "let me tell you about this animal", it's taking more of a "we all already know about this animal, so I'm going to share some stories about specific ones" approach. But out of a sense of completionism, I can't just not post it, so here you go.
Dog
The Latin name for the dog, canis, seems to have a Greek origin. For in Greek it is called cenos, although some think that it is called after the musical sound, canor, of its barking, because when it howls, it is also said to sing, canere. No creature is more intelligent than the dog, for dogs have more understanding than other animals; they alone recognise their names and love their masters.
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There are many kinds of dogs: some track down the wild beasts of the forests to catch them; others by their vigilance guard flocks of sheep from the attacks of wolves; others as watch-dogs in the home guard the property of their masters lest it be stolen by thieves at night and sacrifice their lives for their master; they willingly go after game with their master; they guard his body even when he is dead and do not leave it. Finally, their nature is that they cannot exist without man.
Also of the nature of dogs
We read that dogs have such great love for their masters, as when King Garamentes was caught by his enemies and taken into captivity, two hundred dogs went in formation through enemy lines and led him back from exile, fighting off those who resisted them. When Jason [Licio] was killed, his dog rejected food and died of starvation. The dog of King Lysimachus threw itself in the flame when its master's funeral pyre was lit and was consumed by fire along with him. When Apius and Junius Pictinius were consuls, a dog that could not be driven away from its master, who had been condemned, accompanied him to prison; when, soon afterwards, he was executed, it followed him, howling. When the people of Rome, out of pity, caused it to be fed, it carried the food to its dead master's mouth. Finally, when its master's corpse was thrown into the Tiber, the dog swam to it and tried to keep it from sinking.
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When a dog picks up the track of a hare or a deer and comes to a place where the trail divides or to a junction splitting into several directions, it goes to the beginning of each path and silently reasons with itself, as if by syllogism, on the basis of its keen sense of smell. 'Either the animal went off in this direction,' it says,'or that, or certainly it took this turning.’
Again on the nature of dogs
Often, also, when a murder has been committed, dogs have produced clear evidence of the guilt of the accused, with the result that their unspoken testimony is for the most part believed. They say that at Antioch, in a distant quarter of the city at dusk, a man was murdered, who had his dog with him on a lead. A soldier had been the perpetrator of the deed, with robbery as his motive. Undercover of the growing darkness, he fled elsewhere. The corpse lay unburied; the crowd of onlookers was large; the dog stayed at its master's side, howling over his sad fate. It happened that the man who had committed the crime, acting confidently in order to convince people of his innocence - such is the cunning way in which men think- joined the circle of onlookers and, feigning grief, approached the corpse. Then the dog, briefly abandoning its doleful lament, took up the arms of vengeance, seized the man and held him, and, softly singing a pitiful song, as in the epilogue of a tragedy, moved everyone to tears; and the fact that the dog held that man alone, of the many that were there, and did not let him go, lent weight to its case. In the end, the murderer was at a loss because the evidence in the case was so plain; he could not clear himself by objecting that he was the victim of anyone's hate, enmity, envy or spite, and he could no longer rebut the charge. Because it was very difficult for him, he suffered punishment, because he could offer no defence.
A dog's tongue, licking a wound, heals it. A dog's way of life is said to be wholly temperate. A puppy's tongue is generally a cure for internal injuries. It is characteristic of a dog that it returns to its vomit and eats it again. If a dog swims across a river carrying a piece of meat or anything of that sort in its mouth, and sees its shadow, it opens its mouth and in hastening to seize the other piece of meat, it loses the one it was carrying.
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In some ways preachers are like dogs: by their admonitions and righteous ways they are always driving off the ambushes laid by the Devil, lest he seize and carry off God's treasure - Christian souls. As the dog's tongue, licking a wound, heals it, the wounds of sinners, laid bare in confession, are cleansed by the correction of the priest. As the dog's tongue heals man's internal wounds, the secrets of his heart are often purified by the deeds and discourse of the Church's teachers. As the dog is said to be temperate in its ways, the man who is set over others diligently studies wisdom and must avoid drunkenness and gluttony in every way, for Sodom perished in a surfeit of food. Indeed, there is no quicker way for the Devil, his enemy, to take possession of man than through his greedy gullet. The dog returning to its vomit signifies those who, after making their confession, heedlessly return to wrongdoing. The dog leaving its meat behind in the river, out of desire for its shadow, signifies foolish men who often forsake what is theirs by right out of desire for some unknown object; with the result that, while they are unable to obtain the object of their desire, they needlessly lose what they have given up.
Some dogs are called licisici, wolf-hounds, because they are born of wolves and dogs, when by chance these mate. In India bitches are tethered at night in the forests to breed with wild tigers, by whom they are mounted, producing very fierce dogs, so strong that with their grip they can pull down lions.
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Wayne Spirit Au (now)
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So, if the Infinite Realms is basically a connection for many many many dimensions do you think Danny would go to the dc dimension after realizing what this means
Like imagine dc is also a fandom in the ‘Danny Phantom’ universe that Danny is a big fan of. He would never think that such a world exists but the idea of it is so cool, and he wish he can go to a world such as that. 
But that was before he kind-of-sort-of-possibly-died-and-is-now-currently-half-dead-and-would-you-look-at-that-he-became-ghost-king-what-a-small-world-we-live-in
well, it’s about to get smaller
Now when he finds out that the Infinite Realms is a connection to other realms, he doesn’t think much of it because he thinks it’s like worlds that have a boy Sam or Mr. Lance as president kind of thing. He doesn’t think much of it until he realizes the extent of what “dimensions” means
Finding out that one of your childhood heroes are real in a different world literally blew his mind
So, imagine this young teenage Ghost King DC nerd willingly going to the dc universe to geek out and possible spook his heroes for the heck of it
Oh! IDEA!!!!!
What if he goes to the dc!universe back and forth where to him it would be like a day and it would be weeks or even years in the dc!universe so he would be young even if years pass by. The heroes are being haunted by this weird ghost kids for years!
GASP
WAIT
What if the Bats were his favorite heroes? 
Like imagine an excited Danny going to Gotham expecting to see Batman but came during the time when Bruce was still a child and was disappointed, like, he wanted to see big bad batman not a child >:0
But every time he comes back, he would just like watch over Bruce thinking like how this kid couldn’t possibly be Batman while also getting attached to the child Bruce. Durning the night he would tuck him in tighter, hum a tone when their alone or blowing cold air his way when its summertime. The little things. 
Bruce thinks it’s his imaginary friend or like the spirit of Gotham
(shot i made another idea in an idea but i’ll come back to that later)
Danny comes back one day to find out it’s been days since the murder of the Wayne’s, and he’s excited to see how the Batman comes to life only to see a devastated crying and depressed Bruce.
that’s when he realized he was waiting for a murder in order to have a child-like enjoyment of seeing one of his childhood heroes for the price of a child to lose their parents
he made a mistake
he wants to fix it but Clockwork refused point blank that he can’t change the past, however, he won’t stop him from taking any action after as whatever he does will affect this universes even more, 
After that Danny made it his mission to bring Bruce comfort and protect him from any types of threats from greedy rich higher ups to thieves coming to steal from the Wayne Mannor. He comes back and forth to his world and this world to look after Bruce and learns how the character in his comic book pages became a person he cares for. 
He watches him leave to train
He watches him come back
He watches him become Batman
He watches him become a father
 (From there I don’t know if Danny would change major things like Jason’s death or even Bruce’s journey through time, but I’ll like to think he does something when it comes to find Damian or even bring in Tim earlier rather than letting him go through that rollercoaster ride he had called a ‘personal life’)
(And yes through this all Danny is still a teenager but he can be around 17-19ish by the time Damian’s 14 or so)
Danny became something of a Wayne protector and Bruce knows that something/someone is keeping him safe as both Bruce and Batman and just let it be. This spirit or thing was there since his childhood so he has a certain attachment to whatever good will this spirit was providing him and pass down the knowledge to Dick and then his children when he notices that the spirit was protecting or helping his children as well
Like:
“B, I didn’t know you have a great singing voice!”
Bruce paused from his newspaper and looked up. “What do you mean?”
Dick pop a piece of bacon in his mouth before talking again, food flying everywhere. “You were humming me to sleep before your patrol!” 
“Mouth close Master Dick,” Alfried wiped the counter. He looked at Bruce with a raised eyebrow. “I wasn’t aware Master Bruce had to time to see the young master to bed.”
Bruce took only a second to understand. “Ah. No that wasn’t me. It seems our littler friend likes you chum.”
“Friend?”
“There are many things you must learn when living in the Wayne Manor Master Dick. Learning to find a little help now and again without one of us at present is also one of the number of things you will expecting while at your stay.”
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Concept: Established relationship jaydick faking a "fake relationship" because they are not yet ready to disclose their real relationship to the rest of the batfam. So when Tim, Damain, Bruce, Steph, Cass,Duke, catch them out on a date, playing tonsil hockey on the rooftop, grinding on each other at the club, etc, they're all "obviously, we're only doing this for the mission, dummy. He's so not my type." And the other batfam members being various degrees of convinced about the "fakeness."
Honestly, I think it would be a hell of a lot funnier if they were caught in a compromising position by Bruce, who being the emotionally dense human being he is, just goes, huh, they must be working an undercover case.
Jason and Dick, being the gremlins they are, just decide to run with it and see how long they can fuck with Bruce before he has to admit its not for a case.
Cass and Alfred obviously already know about their relationship, but they're also down for messing with Bruce whenever the opportunity arises. But the rest of the family are completely oblivious. So, the announcement that Dick and Jason are fake dating for a case meets mixed reactions.
Babs and Steph are definitely suspicious, they can both see the little things Dick and Jason do for each other that are just a little too real to just be them faking. Eventually they can't take it anymore, and one, or both, of them outright ask if they're really faking. Jason would be shy admitting it, but Dick would be all beaming smiles and showing Jason off, but they were never planning to hide it indefinitely, so they have no issues coming clean when asked.
Tim and Damian are a bit like Bruce in the way that they don't even want to consider the alternative. But eventually Tim, much like Babs and Steph, sees something he can't ignore. It's probably not explicit either, just Dick and Jason trying to have a movie night in one of their apartments, wrapped up in each other on the sofa. They look so soft and domestic that a switch flips in Tim's brain and he's like, oh shit, this is serious. He definitely doesn't leave them to it though, he essentially crashes through the window and starts up a whole interrogation while Dick tries to stop Jason from just picking him up and throwing him back out of the window.
Damian though, Damian will willingly ignore all the signs that are right in front of him, just like his father, because it just doesn't compute in either of their brains that Dick and Jason could be together like that.
But then something drastic happens, maybe Jason gets badly injured on patrol and Dick comes into the cave begging and screaming because he can't lose him.
He ends up standing vigil at Jason's bedside, whispering into Jason's hair about how much he loves him, and please wake up, little wing.
Bruce is watching, because of course he won't leave the medbay, not when it's Jason injured, and he's suddenly forced to accept that it was never fake, that this is real and it terrifies him. Because if they lose Jason again, he knows Dick won't come back from it if he's emotionally involved, and if something happens to Dick, they'll lose Jason for good because Dick is the main thread keeping Jason in the family.
Bruce obviously doesn't say any of this, he just gives his support in the most monotone voice once Jason wakes up, and then goes to update his contingency files because he knows has a whole other angle to consider.
(Damian, however, initially can't decide which one of them he wants to stab because they both played a hand in raising him and he doesn't trust either of them with each other. It takes lots of bribes of homemade food and antique weapons to win him over onto their side)
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I’m Gonna Tell ‘Em (Don’t you Dare)
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Tim just wanted coffee. That’s really all he desired in life. Coffee. His position as Red Robin. And Wayne Industries to get its shit together for one goddamn day. In that order.
“Are you shitting me? I was a fucking crime lord you little terror, I don’t give a fuck-”
He’d done an all-nighter in the Batcave. Again. Trying to crack a cold case he was sure had something to do with Riddler's vague warning a few nights ago. And he was so close, but his eyes had started to close for just a little too long.
So tell him why he walked into an argument that seemed to be based around the topic of murder, at 7 in the morning. Between Jason and Damian. Who both tried to kill him at least once. Respectively.
“And I am the Demon Prodigy of the League of Assassins. I could kill a man before I could speak.”
Tim stands in the doorway, contemplating if his need for coffee is higher than his potential rate of getting maimed in the dining room.
“Yeah, but you were fucking sheltered inside the bases like goddamn Rapunzel in her-”
“I was not sheltered. You of all people should know of Mother’s harshness for disobedience-“
“Oh and I’m sure you were so disobedient Mr. Goody Two Shoes-“
Ultimately, the urge for coffee wins. Tim crosses the kitchen as unnoticeably as he can, skirting the edges and keeping his footsteps as light as he can manage on 10 hours of sleep in the last week.
He’s busy, okay?
“I’ll admit I wasn’t raised to go against the orders of a higher-up but that did not mean-”
“Bull. Fucking. Shit.”
“Did my propensity for sneaking animals into the house escaped your notice? I thought you were better trained-“
“So what? You save every bird with a broken wing you come across, but you’d willingly slit the throat of a human?”
“Yes, Todd. That’s exactly what I’m saying.”
The coffee pot is half full. Tim counts this as the one redeeming factor of this morning. The threat of getting stabbed is nothing in the face of sweet, sweet caffeine.
“What’s your fucking number then?”
“I can’t possibly know the exact-“
“Oh no, you don’t get to pull that shit on me-“
Tim considers pouring himself a cup, but he’s gonna drink the whole thing anyway and he’s exhausted enough to zone out during Alfred’s inevitable lecture, so he takes the whole pot and tips it back.
“I was sent out for missions when I was barely more than a toddler. You can’t expect me to remember every-“
“Ra’s had files on every fucking mission I did while brain dead and high on Lazarus rage, there’s no fucking way he didn’t have an exact-“
Tim chugs his precious coffee. The temperature is surprisingly cool enough that he doesn't immediately burn his tongue. Not that a few scorched taste buds would stop Tim from inhaling the only thing between him and unconscious. But it’s the thought that counts.
“What’s yours then, Todd?”
“Nope. Not until you tell me yours first. I’m not about to have you raise the number because I told you mine.”
“That’s preposterous. I would do no such thing.”
Tim calculates his chances of making it back out of the kitchen with a quarter pot of coffee in his hands and decides his caffeine fix is safer off with a few counters between him and his homicidal brothers.
And yah know. His physical well-being. But that’s pretty low on his ‘fucks to give list’ at the moment.
“I don’t trust a fucking word coming out of your mouth-“
“There’s an easy way to settle this if you’d just-“
“What? Shut up? Drop the argument? No fucking-“
“We can write it down separately and then show it to each other at the same time."
“…huh.”
Tim looks up in genuine fear when both of his siblings go quiet. That’s never a good sign. Not in this house.
There’s a window to his right that he could probably smash through if it came to it.
Neither of them are looking at him though, just regarding each other with much less animosity than a few seconds ago. Tim decides he’s probably fine and goes back to his coffee.
“I will go retrieve a piece of paper and two pens.”
Damian leaves the room and Tim freezes like if he stays still enough it’ll keep Jason from noticing him. Unfortunately, now that his older brother’s attention is directed to his surroundings and not just screaming at a 12-year-old, he makes direct eye contact with Tim.
“Oh hey, Timmers. How long have you been here?”
Tim stares at him blankly. He- doesn’t know what answer Jason wants from him and he’s not willing to face his older brother’s wrath if he’d been having what he thought was a private conversation.
“Sorry about the noise. I hope we didn’t wake you up.” Jason says after it’s clear that he isn't getting answers out of Tim.
As if the manor isn’t literally soundproofed. For this exact reason.
Tim’s 17 years of social etiquette training won’t let him just not answer the open-ended comment, but god does he wish that it did.
“No, I was already up.”
Jason nods as if he was expecting that answer. Which is fair. Tim’s sure he looks just as tired as he feels. His eye bags could hold all of his emotional trauma. They’re Guchi.
“And does Alfred know you’re drinking straight from the pot?” Jason motions to the carafe Tim’s clutching like a lifeline. Because it is.
Tim opens his mouth to lie through his teeth, but is saved by Damian’s re-entry. Wow, he’s never been so glad to see his stab-happy younger brother.
True to his word, the kid’s carrying a few pieces of paper and pens. Tim could leave now. He could casually walk right past them, out of the kitchen, and back to the cave to keep working on his case, but dammit, he’s invested now.
He’s still not sure what this argument is about exactly, but he’s willing to wait a few more minutes to satiate his curiosity now that he’s tentatively sure that the argument isn’t going to evolve into physical violence.
“I’ve acquired the tools to finish this once and for all, Todd.” Damian announces, sliding half of his spoils to Jason.
“Great. We’ll write our body count down and on 3 we’ll turn ‘em around. Got it?”
“Don’t tell me what to do” Damian grumbles, but writes dutifully anyway. The kid would be funny if he didn’t back his threats up with swords.
Tim is. Still lost, but he’s always secretly wondered how many people his brothers have killed. In a morbid way. Mostly because he wants to know if the murder attempts on him were a particularly special event or just a pattern. For his mental health's sake.
“Got it?” Jason asks, holding his paper close to his chest so no one can peek. Tim doesn’t know who would, considering he’s the only one in the kitchen that’s not a part of this squabble, but Damian copies the movement and Tim finds himself inching closer, taking the last swig of his coffee.
“One.”
“Two.”
“Three!”
They flip the papers around and for a moment the kitchen is quiet.
“FUCK YEAH!” Jason pumps his fist in the air with a whoop. “Ha! Take that, Demon Brat! I’m the Robin with the highest kill count!”
Tim spits out his coffee and coughs violently. It’s partially because he got some in his lungs, but also to cover the incredulous laughter bursting uncontrollably out of him. It takes him a good few seconds to get his breathing under control, but when he looks up, his brothers are staring at him.
For a moment he’s tempted. So fucking tempted. Because he hasn’t told anyone anything more than bits and pieces about his time with the League. Hell, the only reason his family even knows about his little stint playing lap dog for Ra’s, is because he choked out a vague explanation about his missing spleen when he went into sepsis.
They don’t know about the missions he was sent on. The people he sold out. And most importantly, the multiple bases he blew up because he was crazier than the Joker after Bart and Kon’s death and then the near miss with Bruce.
The bases he absolutely didn’t evacuate. With hundreds of people inside. A few actually avalanched down mountainsides, and he’d eat his Batarang if any of them survived.
The only word he’d confidently use to describe his mental state then, is feral.
He didn’t have to blow them up. He really didn’t. A good few of the bases he’d never actually seen before he snuck in to level the place, but he’d been having a shitty year so naturally, he was going to make sure Ra’s got to have one too.
Not to mention that Tim was as depressed as he’d ever been and wasn’t particularly giving a lot of fucks about if he died during his warpath. He’d already lost a spleen, what were a few more organs?
So this argument? This competition? He finds it objectively fucking hilarious.
Damian and Jason are still staring at him in bewilderment, and for a moment -just a wild moment- he thinks about telling them.
Explaining how he was just. So done. And could only think of one way out, so he systematically hacked into every base he could get his hands on. Stole as many files as he could during his time constraint. And then blew all of them sky-high.
Thought about telling them how on one particularly bad night, gone through every log of the people in those bases. How he hadn’t been ‘sick’ as he claimed the week after he managed to crawl out of his safe house.
He was just too horrified to look anyone in the eye.
It would be funny to watch his family’s expressions go through the five stages of grief and add a few more just for funsies, if they even believed him at all. But no. Tim had his secrets and he was going to take them to the grave.
He grinned at his brothers, patted Jason on the shoulder with a quiet congratulations, and strolled out of the kitchen.
Tim had cases to solve and letting his family assume he wasn’t capable of murder was better for all of them in the long run.
No matter how wrong they were.
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In my defense. Writing prompts make the brain noodle go brr. You can blame @coffinbirds and @batcavescolony for these posts.
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Wail of the Silent 6/?
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TW: Mention of Suicide
Spectra smiled as her latest victim patient left her office. She had only been in Gotham for ten days, but she already had a job in Arkham Asylum thanks to overshadowing and fake credentials. The whole place was a pit of misery.
So far, seven patients have killed themselves due to her feeding off them. Oh well, as the saying goes, you have to crack a few eggs to make omelets and all that. It’s not Spectra’s fault they were weak.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t get to the main rogues. They weren’t filled with misery, just madness. They gave her no nutrients, so she avoided them and went for the weaker ones.
Still, the patients in the asylum were nothing compared to the young man she had found the night before. She had left a piece of herself (a new development as her powers grew.) to feed off him when he felt miserable. It had already happened once that day, but he got over it quickly. The bite size snack left her craving more.
Spectra smiled as her next patient entered her room.
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“You said you had an idea,” Danny asked as Jason led him into a room with three computer screens, some weapons lying around, and a bunch of wooden boxes.
Jason nodded; he had put his red helmet on again.
“Yeah. You know Arkham Asylum?”
“My sister has mentioned it once or twice, but I don’t know much about it. She wants to work there ultimately.”
Danny couldn’t see Jason’s expression but knew Jason was feeling judgmental.
“What? What’s wrong with that?”
“Casper—”
“Casper, wow, so original. I’m nicknamed after my high school.”
“Your high school is called Casper? What the fuck?”
“The elementary school is named Poltergeist elementary school.”
“Poltergeist elementary? No, you know what? That doesn’t matter. Arkham is where the criminally insane end up. I mean, these are people who have little chance of integrating into society, and those who do become ‘better’ usually end up reoffending again. I know of three psychiatrists who worked there who ended up being patients there. Your sister must be a special person to want to work there willingly.”
Hmm, it seemed Danny had to have a word with Jazz.
“You think Spectra is there?”
“There is no other place in Gotham that has as much misery as Arkham Asylum.”
“Okay, I believe you, but how will we know if Spectra is there.”
Amusement. Mischief.
“I can tap into the security camera and database.”
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Bruce Wayne stared into his cup of coffee. There was guano floating in it. He sighed and looked back at the reports.
Something was wrong in the asylum.
An hour ago, he had gotten a ping of someone who had committed suicide in Arkham; the death had marked the eighth one in ten days, and no one else was worried or investigating it. He knew most people and law enforcement didn’t care for those who resided in Arkham, but to ignore something clearly wrong…well, Bruce wouldn’t be complacent.
He hacked into Arkham’s systems. Batman would get to the bottom of this.
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Lady Gotham felt her being boiling with anger. Another one of her citizens had ended up dead by their own hands due to the interloper.
She sent the newly formed shade toward her favored knight and the ghost child. She knew they would help her lost ones. For now, she let her rage be known through the thunder and lightning in the sky.
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“Eight suicides in ten days, and no one has reported on this?” Danny asked incredulously.
Jason shrugged; he knew how little people cared for the patients in Arkham. The only ones who probably noticed and cared were his family the bats. However, they wouldn’t know what could be happening, so it would take them longer to solve the problem.
For half a second, Jason thought about asking for their help but felt phantom pains in his throat.
He felt sadness and regret deep in his chest. (His core was humming out his emotions.)
Soon, he felt an overwhelming misery. It felt as if it was suffocating him!
“Jason! Jason, calm down!”
Calm. I’m here—calm, calm.
It took a moment, but Jason came back to himself. What the fuck was that?
“Spectra has found a way to feed off you even while far away. We need to find her and stop her.”
Anger, anger. I will stop her. Anger—she must be stopped.
Danny touched Jason’s shoulder, “Don’t worry, we’ll find her.”
Jason nodded, already feeling better. A part of him was dreading Danny’s departure, and it hadn’t even been twenty-four hours since he met the guy.
Danny kept his hand on Jason’s shoulder, grounding him, while he looked through Arkham’s security camera.
“There! That’s her.”
Jason watched the camera as a red-haired woman left an office. She had on glasses and a red suit.
Jason looked into the records.
“Penelope Spectra. She started ten days ago, the same time the suicides started.”
“I bet if we look around, we’d find suicide rates have gone up in other places.”
Jason nodded and started looking into it. He wouldn’t let the bitch get away with it.
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summary: eddie goes to a balls in laundry baskets game but he isn’t watching the game
pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader
a/n: i literally hate this but i had to get it out. this popped into my head bc i run the scoreboard for my school sometimes and i was doing just that earlier tonight and was like boom idea. but i can’t write so here’s this piece of shit
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dustin and mike were scared shitless of what eddie was gonna say when they asked him to move the campaign. so it was quite the surprise when he not only moved it but asked them if he could come with them to the game. they of course said yes just being thankful that he wasn’t angry at them. dustin had actually asked eddie for a ride since steve had a date he was going with. of course dustin took this opportunity to question eddie.
“since when do you willingly go to balls in laundry baskets games?” dustin asks.
“just because i think it’s stupid doesn’t mean it’s not entertaining,” eddie replies but dustin doesn’t buy it.
they pull into the parking lot and hop out. dustin noticed that eddie looked quite nervous. they found a spot in the bleachers once they got inside and sat down. the game had already started at this point.
dustin looked over at eddie and saw him staring at something. oh. not something, someone. dustin follows his line of sight to where you were, changing the scoreboard when one team made it or adding up the fouls when they were called.
eddie had seen you in school and thought you were the prettiest woman he had ever seen. you had a couple of classes together and he had heard you telling one of your friends that you were running the clock for this game.
you weren’t that popular. you had a close group of friends and you kind of were chill with everyone. everyone except jason carver. you and he had dated for a little while and it ended up with you being heartbroken and him being an ass, constantly.
that included right now. when you put the foul up on the scoreboard and he starts yelling at you. you were just going with the ref’s call. he should’ve been yelling at the ref not you. but he loved yelling at you for some reason.
“jason, shut the fuck up and go play the game,” you yell.
“you bitch, take that foul off,” he yells back.
“no, i do what the ref tells me to do, if you have a problem with that, talk to him,” you say pointing at the ref.
you were standing at this point, glaring angrily at him. his coach had called a timeout so you didn’t have to pay attention right now. jason mumbles something under his breath and goes to talk to his team. you roll your eyes and sit back down. when you look up you notice a pair of eyes on you.
eddie had watched the interaction between you and jason intently. it was obvious you were angry and uncomfortable. he was proud that you yelled at that douche though. it was quite attractive to be honest. he notices she’s looking back at him with a small smile so he smiles back. his attention is pulled away by dustin’s voice.
“dude, seriously?! you came here for a girl?! wait wait wait, you like y/n y/l/n!” he basically shouts and eddie shushes him immediately and tries to cover his mouth.
“shut your trap kid! i mean she’s cool i guess,” he says knowing full well he likes her.
he’s liked her since that one day when she asked him about DnD. they were sitting in class and one of his friends had asked if they were still meeting for the campaign later. she had overheard and was curious about how he planned his campaigns so he had explained his thought process behind it.
they had been kinda friends since. they talked in class but never hung out outside of school. but, there short conversations were enough for him to like her.
as he turns back to your table he can see you still smiling slightly but you’re also paying attention to the game which has started up again.
“dude you should talk to her after the game!” dustin suggests.
“no, no way man,” eddie says.
“why not?!” dustin exclaims.
“because,” eddie starts, “because she’s not into me like that. we’re more acquaintances than anything!”
“yea sure, that’s why she hasn’t stopped smiling since you made eye contact,” dustin says, his voice laced with sarcasm.
“what? no that’s not because of me,” eddie tries to rationalize. he doesn’t think anyone could like him for him.
“eddie when are you gonna realize you’re awesome and a girl like y/n would be lucky to have you,” dustin comforts him.
eddie sighs. maybe he should talk to you. i mean he’ll never know if he doesn’t try.
“fine,” eddie gives in.
dustin does a happy dance and now he can’t wait for the game to end, while eddie is dreading it. he also can’t help but worry about what jason said to you. he knows you two dated and he had heard it did not end well. so at least talking to you means he can see if you’re okay.
suddenly, the buzzer is ringing and lucas has sunk the game winning shot. eddie looks over to where you are smiling and excited. he watches you go over to lucas and give him a hug and a high five. you and he had become friends since you ran the clock for his games and he was the only one nice to you on the team. the rest of them taking jason’s side in the breakup.
eddie watches as you start to walk out after you clean up a bit and runs down the bleachers to get to you before you leave. he meets you in an empty hallway.
“y/n, hey,” he says and you jump slightly.
“oh hey eddie! what’s up,” you smile brightly at him.
“u-uh i- i saw you and jason yelling at each other earlier, are you okay?” he asks and you can hear the genuine concern in his voice.
“um yea i think so… im kind of used to it by now. it happens at least once a game. this one was worse since it was the championship game,” you say.
“that doesn’t excuse his behavior. you deserve better, im sorry,” he replies.
“it’s okay, eddie, thank you for checking on me,” you smile.
it’s quiet for a few seconds and you can tell he wants to say more.
“is there something else eddie?” you ask.
“um okay here we go. hope that henderson kid knows what he’s talking about,” eddie mumbles and you look at him confused, “y/n i think you are really cool and awesome. not to mention the prettiest person i have ever seen,” you blush, “and hopefully this won’t ruin our friendship,” he continues.
“what?” you interrupt him confused.
“i like you,” he blurts it out, “y/n, i’ve liked you since that one day you asked me about my campaign. i know this might be weird because we only talk in school and stuff. you can totally just ignore me after this if it weirds you out. i just wish i could get to know you better and i’d love to take you out. a movie, dinner, you name it i’ll take you. but no, honestly you’ll probably never speak to me again i mean i would never speak to me ag-“
you cut him off with your lips pressed against his. you catch him way off guard but after a bit he kisses back. it’s the best kiss either of you have ever had. after a bit you both pull away for air.
“i like you too, eddie munson,” you say and it was true. ever since that day he had asked you about the mystery novel you were reading.
a/n: if y’all want to send me requests for fics w any of the characters pls feel free and i will try my best!! i’m in a writing mood lol…
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