#so it's here

[artemismoorea03]

DPxDC Prompt: Damian's Friend

I feel like this has been done before so if it has please let me know!

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Damian is still learning to make friends. Sure, he has Superboy but according to his brothers and teachers he needed more friends. But why should he bother with new friends when one was already such a pain to keep up with? Social cues were hard to understand, jokes didn't make sense, and most civilians were far too squishy. He could end up hurting them accidentally and that would endanger his secret identity.

Though he quickly learned that meeting people as Robin made it considerably easier. That's how he ended up meeting Phantom, a 15-Year-Old boy who seemed rather lost. His only explanation for why he was in Gotham had been, "Listen, my mentor told me to come here and to stick with the birds and the bats. I don't know what that is or why I'm here but considering I don't seem to be able to go home yet I can only assume that I haven't found what I was looking for yet."

Phantom was strange, even for a meta. He didn't know what Gotham was, who Superman or Batman were, he had never heard of the Justice League, or even heard of 'metas' until Robin explained it to him. The kid seemed honest and he was staying out of the way of patrols and stuff which was more than most meta's did.

The only time he interfered with any fight was when Robin was cornered in a fight. In theory Robin would have been able to handle it but in the moment he had - admittedly - been a little in over his head. Phantom showed up and not only got Robin to safety but had managed to take down all of the enemies without killing anybody.

From that moment on Robin considered Phantom a friend and had given Phantom the number to one of the burner phones he kept on him during patrols. Phantom never called but would answer any time Robin checked in.

Which came in handy one day when the entirety of the team got trapped when a building came down, including one very frightened Superboy. The team was arguing loudly among themselves as they tried to figure out how to get out while Batman sat to one side with a headwound.

None of them were in good shape.

They were running out of air.

And the team were fighting and wasting even more air.

"We need more help." Nightwing said, "But I don't think Superman could hear us from here and nobody else in the city will be able to reach us before we run out of air."

"I could call my friend." Robin suggested, leaning against the wall.

"Uh..." Everybody looked at Superboy then each other.

"Your what?" Red Hood questioned.

"Is he saying friends?" Whispered Signal.

"Did you hit your head?" Spoiler asked, walking over as Robin stepped away from her.

"No, this is delirium. The air is too thin in here for him." Red Robin said.

"Robin, all your friends are right here." Superboy said.

Robin scoffed. "I have other friends. You guys told me I needed more friends, so I made friends. It was a task which I completed." He said, pulling out his phone as he silently muttered a 'please work' under his breath.

"Aw! I'm so proud of you!" Nightwing doted as Robin rolled his eyes and hit the call button.

"Yo, Robin, you see the collapse?" Phantom's voice said, sounding weirdly echoed on the line, not that it was unusual for Phantom's voice to do such a thing on calls.

"Bigger problems. I was inside the building during the collapse. Batman is down. Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Orphan, Signal, Spoiler, and Superboy are all in here with me. We need exfil."

"Oh shit, on my way. I can get all of you out at once but you guys will have to forget what personal space is for a minute." Phantom said as Robin ignored the looks from the others.

"Whatever it takes, but hurry we're running out of air."

"What floor are you on?"

"Basement."

"Got it, I'll be there in just a second." The call turned to static for a moment before Phantom phased through the ceiling and looked at them. "Wow, a party." Phantom said, ending the call and slipping the phone into a bag on his back.

"No time, get us out of here." Robin pushed.

Phantom nodded, "You and you put Batman between you." He ordered Nightwing and Red Hood who after a moment did as they were told, supporting Batman between them. "Now use your free hands and hug me. The rest of you guys hug them and no matter what do not let go of each other or me. If you do you'll die."

"Great, trust the weird glowing kid not to drop us and kill us or die here. This will only go well." Red Hood growled but didn't question it further as they all held onto Phantom.

Robin could feel the ground vanish from under them as they flew upwards through the building and then out into open air. Phantom then took then a safe distance from the building near where the police were and made sure they were all on the ground before he stopped flying.

"There you go. Thanks for riding Phantom-Air." Phantom said, sounding exhausted as he leaned against Robin who frowned up at the taller teen.

"You okay?"

"All good. Been a minute. You guys get checked out. See you around Robin." Phantom said, then flew away as Superboy grabbed Robin's arm.

"Are we going to talk about the fact that your new friend doesn't have a heartbeat?" He said anxiously.

"He... doesn't?" Robin tilted his head.

"No!" Superboy squeaked, "Where did you even meet that kid?!"

"He saved me from being shot. It's no big deal."

"Does B know he exists?" Red Robin asked.

"No."

"Then it's a big deal." The others sighed.

Nightwing shrugged. "Next time introduce us to him properly though, when we're not suffocating in a hole."

"I suppose I will consider it."

Orphan was quiet for a moment, "New brother?"

"NO!" They all said together as she chuckled.

#dp x dc prompt #this is pretty terrible #but it's been a long day #so it's here #my prompts

[bootlegpals]

Two pictures of the Kid Connection Crib Aquarium that were found and added by wiki user Mythnok The Wolf Bat to the Chinafake wiki in November last year.

#toys #knockoffs #bootlegs #knockoff toys #bootleg toys #toycore #kidcore #I uploaded the first image in slightly better quality on the lmw forum but the image link expired #so it's here #aquacore

[memesomething]

Send me “👀“ + something a third party or mutual friend could say about your muse, and my muse will respond to it

for example: You send “👀 + “He’s not in love with you, you know.”” and I’ll write about someone saying that to my muse (and how they respond)!

#i just love this sort of meme so much deeply incredibly a lot. #so it's here #regular meme #fave #memes #rp memes #ask prompt #ask meme #rp meme

[briannaswords]

Battered and Bruised

Your heart is battered

What’s left of it is bruised

You build a wall around it

You’re scared of being used

One day you will learn

Not to be so terrified of trust

One day you will learn

It’s okay to love

One day you will uncover that heart

And hand it to another

One day you will knock down those walls

And you won’t continue to build others

One day you will be proud of the bruises

One day you will see them as signs of life

Not scars to be ashamed of

But proof that you survived

But for now your heart is battered

What’s left of it is bruised

You keep it close to your chest

To keep it safe from further abuse

#poetry #bri writes #wrote this in the middle of the night #liked it again in the morning #so it's here #*jazz hands* #my poem

[ofknowlcdge]

@chaosandwarr “I don’t need a break. I’m okay.” / To Crowley because we need that demon on demon interactions.

Crowley did not agree to this, did they all have issues? Ugh. "Don't need a break my fucking ass. You sit down and don't do anything." He doesn't know how you stop demons from being overworked, might as well put not paid enough.

#[ crowley thread ] #good omens: angel and demon; crowley #chaosandwarr #i would say this was written with not rushing in mind #but it's written on a whim of a demon who demands attention #so it's here

[duchessrose4]

Y’know, there’s one funny thing to this AI art shit going on, and it’s that so far it seems like it’s gonna follow the exact seem beats as NFTs did. -Techbros have a grudge against artists -Techbros come up with new tech, claiming it’s to “help artists” -Techbros do shady/unethical shit with the tech and gloat about it -Gloat that this tech is going to replace artist’s jobs, that artists aren’t needed anymore -The gloating continues until one douche hits the wrong hornets nest and angers everyone outside the artist sphere -Being unaware of the anger, they continue gloating and everyone keeps hating it to the point of attacks -The investors they were gonna try and sell this tech to sees the public outrage and avoids that tech like the plague -Techbros are left with a near useless technology because their own horrid personalities tainted its use to the point no rational person would touch it with a ten foot pole Idk, just seems like they can’t avoid snowballing into a reoccurring pattern of self-destruction. So caught up in needing to feel better than others, that they tear themselves down of any use. Once the last thing fails, instead of caring why it did, they just jump ship onto the latest shiny technology they can feel smart about.  Such is a self-fulfilling prophecy.

#hot take #thoughts #art community #this is mostly about twitter #But twitter has dumb limits on post length #so it's here

[legolasghosty]

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” for lukebobby 👀

Hello, I have finally done something with this. I can't really write those two romantically to save my life, so... sorry about that. Anyways, hope you enjoy! <3

Luke swore he wasn’t angry. He’d been angry before of course, with that kind of burning hatred that came with having your life’s work stolen by someone you trusted, but he wasn’t mad anymore. Sad? Yes. Disappointed? Obviously. But not angry. Not anymore.

It had taken time, but Luke had come around to what Bobby - Trevor - had done. Alex, ever in need of answers and explanations, had been the one to do some actual research. He’d discovered that Trevor had signed with his label, using Luke’s songs, just after his daughter was born. Upon questioning, Julie had admitted that some of Trevor’s stories about before he signed indicated a pretty low income. While they hadn’t gotten a proper explanation from their former friend, it was pretty clear that Bobby had done it to take care of Carrie.

Even though Luke hadn’t wanted to listen when Alex first started digging stuff up, he couldn’t really fault Bobby for wanting to take care of his baby girl. So, once he managed to convince his bandmates that he wouldn’t destroy anything, he’d started taking a closer look at Trevor’s house.

The more time he spent in that big house above the Malibu beach, the more he’d realized it wasn’t really a home. It reminded him a bit of how Alex’s house had been in the last couple of years before they died: clearly a residence, but not somewhere that held the safety and comfort of a proper home. But Trevor’s mansion was huge. The rockstar and his daughter both seemed to be swallowed up by all the space.

So really, Luke wasn’t angry anymore. He was just sad for the person Bobby had become, for the choices he’d made, for how alone it had left him.

Sometimes, on quiet days when Luke needed to get away, he’d poof up to Bobby’s house, try to fill in some of the empty space with his insubstantial presence while he scrawled lyrics or notes into his notebook. It wasn’t like Trevor or Carrie could see him, so it didn’t really matter, but it made him feel a little less useless when his mind got stuck on nothing and refused to work right.

On one day in particular, Luke was lying on the couch, using one of Trevor’s fancy ballpoint pens to scrawl random lines all over a torn piece of stationary. His brain had entirely rejected his notebook, but liked this paper for some reason, so he was just trying to empty out his mind so he could use it again. 

He glanced up for a moment when Trevor entered the room, shrugging off his jacket and tossing it on a bar stool in the kitchen, but returned to his paper. The man, looking exhausted, made himself some tea in the kitchen while Luke, still invisible, continued to throw random words onto the page. Once the tea was made, the rockstar surprised Luke by coming over to him, setting the mug down carefully on the coffee table before dropping onto the couch with a sigh. Luke pulled his legs into his chest quickly, knowing that Trevor couldn’t really sit on them but also having no desire to have his legs going through his old friend. In shifting, he dropped the paper in his hand, the ripped edges making it spin a bit as it fluttered to the floor.

Luke reached for it, but Trevor beat him to it, leaning over and scooping it up. Luke froze as the man inspected the paper, reading the mixed-up lines in Luke’s awful handwriting. 

“Luke?” Trevor asked aloud, startling the guitarist all over again. “You here?”

Luke sat up on his knees, whispering, “Bobby? Can you see me?” The rockstar didn’t react to his words, just looking slowly between the paper and the area around him. Luke waved a hand in front of his face. Trevor still didn’t react.

“I don’t know if you’re still here or not, but…” Trevor murmured, laying the paper on the coffee table beside his tea. “I’m glad you felt okay enough to write here. You probably don’t like me much anymore. But I’m glad you can write here, even if you hate me.”

“I don’t hate you,” Luke tried to assure him quickly, then remembered he couldn’t hear him. 

He bit his lip, glancing down at the pen still in his hand, then back at his old friend. Making a split-second decision, he grabbed the paper and flipped it over. Trevor started at the motion, clearly not having expected any kind of response, but didn’t speak as Luke started writing.

I don’t hate you, Luke wrote out carefully, repeating his words from before. He laid the page on the couch between them and watched as Trevor read it.

“That’s a relief,” Trevor chuckled sadly. “You’d have every right to. Even if you guys hadn’t come back somehow, using your music was still a pretty jerk move.”

Yeah it was, Luke wrote, not bothering to hide it. It was for Carrie though, wasn’t it. It wasn’t a question. He’d seen the two of them together. She was the most important thing to Trevor now.

“Yeah,” Trevor sighed. “Still a jerk move, but… she’s my baby girl, and she deserves the world. I couldn’t let her get stuck in the lousy life I had after you guys died.”

Luke nodded slowly. He still wasn’t sure he forgave Trevor, but he understood. Being a parent seemed to take priority over basically everything else, at least for most people. While his parents hadn’t really gotten him when he was alive, he could see the love in their actions. 

Just tell me something, Luke scribbled finally. Was it worth it?

Trevor read the words silently, then reached forward to pick up his mug, a chipped, navy blue thing with the words ‘Best Grandma Ever’ on it. He took a long sip, seeming to consider his answer.

“For Carrie, yes,” the rockstar said after a long moment. “Knowing that she has the resources to do whatever she wants to, that she doesn’t have to worry about where her lunch money will come from, that’s worth it.”

Luke didn’t write anything, just twisted the pen through his hands as he watched his old friend.

“I wish there was another way I could have given her that of course,” Trevor continued, “and I know there are parts of this lifestyle that aren’t healthy for her, but… at least I can protect her from how my old life was. Even though I hate that I took those songs from you, I’d say that makes it worth it, to me at least.”

Luke wasn’t sure what he’d wanted Trevor to say, but… he thought he could live (sort of) with that. Bobby had always put caring for other people above himself. It made sense that he’d do the same for his daughter. He wrote a little smiley face at the bottom of the page, then poofed home. He didn’t… He wasn’t sure how to stay in that moment. When he appeared in the garage, he found Julie and Reggie on the couch, looking at something on her laptop, while Alex stretched on the floor by their feet. They all looked up and grinned when he poofed in, and he smiled back. He dropped onto the couch on Julie’s other side, laying his head on her shoulder. He may not like what Bobby did, but this was his family now. And he understood wanting to protect your family. So no, whatever else he might feel about it, Luke wasn’t angry anymore.

#and there we have it #I don't really know what to say for myself on this one #it just was all I could come up with #so it's here #I do kinda love that mug of Trevor's though... #Carrie definitely got it for him when she was really young #and he refuses to get rid of it even though it's chipped and she rolls her eyes every time she sees it #because he is indeed #the world's best grandma #julie and the phantoms #jatp fanfic #jatp #luke patterson #bobby shaw #trevor wilson #legolas ask #legolas tag #filled prompt

[hojlundaise]

the transition im crying

#this made me laugh so much i have to have it on here #looks like bruno being subbed out

[lesbianwithchainsaws]

Found this really scary new horror game yall should check out. It's called indeed.com and it has a sequel called linkedin

#it is hell on earth out here #got like 6 different rejection emails today #so much fun /sarcasm #job hunting

[ikarakie]

if a character means enough to me i will truly never stop thinking about them. i just retire them into a little back room in my brain and periodically bring them out to stare at them under a little light

#tag your faves #matthew holt #not me black #black not me #levi ackerman #new addition to the list tbh but i know his ass is here to stay #hange zoe #erwin smith #their asses too #keith kogane #lance mcclain #ashamed so many voltron characters are on this list #takashi shirogane #peter parker #tony stark #harley keener #aziraphale #crowley #anthony j crowley #surprisingly? #bakugou katsuki #shouto todoroki #steve harrington #will byers #wallace wells #scott pilgrim #OMG #killua zoldyck #gon freecss #kurapika

[happyheidi]

𝖠𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖠𝗇𝗇𝖺-𝖫𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝖲𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗇 | 𝖨𝖦: 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺_𝖺𝗋𝗍

#this has to be one of my favorite little comic ever cus YEEEES #I love me a good rain lighting thunder trio <3 #ESP while laying in bed with a good book #had to share #cottagecore #comics #art #cute #drawing #rain aesthetic #cozycore #cosycore #reading #comfycore #wholesome #we had MASSIVE rain here today and some lovely lightning & thunder . so this was basically my just switch night to say and bed to couch

[riacte]

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]

#'your moon is here' things that make me explode like a supernova #UGHHHHHHH what if i was perpetually in your orbit. influencing the tides. protecting you from asteroids. and slowly drifting further away. #then you stopped moving and i was only pulse to your dead heart. orbiting you. right where ive been left. and so you started turning again. #ria.txt #personal #space opera au #(<- not about what you think is about) #hiiii this is gaining traction so glad we're all going insane :D your moon is here is SO fucked up. so good. #xkcd #randall munroe #space #moon #anyways xkcd comics are so good. entertaining witty and informative. check em out!

[sergle]

"tiktok is so toxic yall are on that evil app but I'm built different 💅" to you!! TO YOU!! YOUR TIKTOK ALGORITHYM MAY BE EVIL

Mine is FIRE

#sergle.txt #video #tiktok #i use so much self restraint every day go not post 500 TIKTOKS ON HERE #i gET SO MANY GOOD ONES

[lesbianralzarek]

"life doesnt get better, you just get stronger" does NOT include ages 11-17. life does in fact just get better from there. those years are dogshit. like, you do get stronger but its mostly just a factor of not being 11-17 anymore. positive thinking helps but it doesnt fix whatevers going on at 15, you have to brute force through that one raw

#i originally posted this as just a 'hey remember how fuckin bad middle/highschool was? shit was wild' type post but now #there are a bunch of teens in the notes being like 'oh my god are you serious? it gets better? im not stuck in hell forever??' #and im reminded that the only people who told teenage ella 'it gets better' were speakers at mental health assemblies #aka the least relatable people alive who were seemingly born to lie to you #so. uh. yeah im a certified adult who isnt here to lie or sugarcoat the realities of being a teenager #the only thing more certain than the pain is the transcience

[dendrochronologies]

maya angelou saying the funniest thing anyone has ever said about editing, which i can never let myself forget EVER AGAIN [x]

#OK. YOU'RE RIGHT. SO WHAT? DON'T EVER MENTION THIS TO ME AGAIN. IF YOU DO I WILL NEVER SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN. #i used to think about this interview all the tiiiiime i can't believe i let myself lose track of it!!!!!!! #maya angelou #FAVE #editing #*r #god i've read this a thousand times and i still laugh every time it's so GOOD #'OK. YOU'RE RIGHT. SO WHAT. DON'T EVER MENTION THIS TO ME AGAIN' #notifications are off for this besties 💗 #i will eventually turn reblogs back on but 20k notes overnight was a little too much pls slow down ✋️ #also pls do not follow me unless you are desperately in love with me. i can't make silly little personal posts with so many of you here!!!!

[nostalgebraist]

If Pikachu were real, it would not be a very pleasant animal. An enormous mouse that shocks you like an electric eel. I would run from these beasts

#i said this exact string of words to esther last night shortly before falling asleep #and then i thought ''that sounds like a tumblr shitpost'' #and so here we are.