#I think that's when it really hits him

[lyril]

you don't get it okay... you don't understand..... .

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You made her cry, time to die.

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[morganbritton132]

Thinking a bit more about this Steve Has Older Siblings AU I’ve got going on (here, here, and here). Specifically about Richard Harrington’s first wife, and two things:

1. She’s a saint. Theresa Kline (former Harrington) stood by her husband through multiple extramarital affairs but a not-quite-yet nineteen year old mistress with a baby was her breaking point. She bowed out gracefully.

Richard married his mistress and Theresa moved on. She never said a bad word about him to her kids or to anyone. She never spat an insult at the child that ruined her marriage or about her baby boy.

Though, she didn’t have to.

Her kids said enough bad things about Steve and his mom on her behalf to fill a book. They never miss an opportunity to remind Steve that while both their parents were from two of Hawkins’ more influential and wealthy families, his mother was a high school dropout homewrecker and a whore that didn’t love him.

Even after his siblings tried fixing their relationship with him, they all still take shots at his mom. Jason’s favorite analogy seems to be that him and his siblings are ‘purebred’ and Steve is a ‘mutt.’

Or, well. It was until Robin heard it and said, “Pure? Like the Nazi’s ideology?? Yikes.”

2. I realize that this AU does not really contradict anything important in the Officer Noodles (and also here) universe. You’d just have to make Angela Harrington Callahan’s little sister.

[pattydia]

the lovers of valdaro on his necklace?!????? i feel sick

[kensatou]

forget the horrors and think about this baby achieving everything he wanted and more (first goal, 2005 vs 600th goal, 2024)

[stil-lindigo]

the sunset.

a comic about two outlaws who loved each other, despite everything.

creative notes:

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[raynewolferune]

Okay, but like, the moment they first found out about the sisters & other clone siblings? That these earlier clones weren't just being killed but were allowed to 'form relationships' originally and then watched each other die? Agonizing and it probably happens so much earlier too because you know Jazz drilled Journaling as a form of self-therapy into Danny ages ago too so....

The meeting room devolved into chaos as everyone chimed in with their own opinions about whether the new children should stay with Wonder Woman, Superman, or at Mount Justice. Batman frankly didn't consider the matter to be up for discussion. Superman, with his reaction to his first clone son, was too much of a risk to gain custody of the two younger children while they were sick. Letting them reside at Mount Justice while half feral was a recipe for disaster. Wonder Woman was the obvious choice.

He opened the youngest's notebook notebook and began to idly flip through it as he waited for the room to calm. He was saddened, amused, and impressed by the maps, plans, daily entry log - it really couldn't be called a journal or diary due to the matter of fact progress reports - when he paused.

"I saw Ellie in the lab. She was screaming. I tried to free her but the I couldn't break the cuffs. They were too strong. They zapped me and it left burns. Ellie begged me to help her but I couldn't. My little sister melted away."

"Diana," Batman interrupted. Wonder Woman and Superman's attention immediately snapped to him and the rest fell silent. "Look at this."

Wonder Woman stood beside him and read the indicated passage rapidly. She paled. In a rush of air she was gone from the room altogether.

"What is it?" Superman asked, edging closer to where Batman was seated. Batman pointed out the same passage. For a long moment the room was still.

The door shattered.

A split second was all the time it had taken for Superman to read the passage, process it, and throw a full-force super strength punch at meeting room's reinforced lead door. More than a few heroes in the room went white at the sight of it.

"That," Batman said with a forced calm. "Is why you will not be getting custody of them right now."

The absolutely livid glare Superman leveled at Batman caused a corresponding tension in several of their fellow heroes. Batman would have sworn that the temperature ticked up a few degrees as the Kryptonian barely held back his heat vision.

"Avcording to CADMUS's documents, Danny, the sick toddler, is much weaker than either you or Connor." Batman continued levely. "There is a good chance that he did not inherit your invulnerability. The shrapnel from that door could have killed him."

It was almost surreal to see the rapid progression from near-feral rage to comprehension, fear, panic, dread, and finally sorrowful acceptance.

"Now," Batman continued, standing and heading towards where the door once was. "I think it would be best to take a break. We'll reconvene in an hour."

Of course, Batman didn't rest. He went directly to the medical suite the two clones currently called home. When he arrived at the door he knocked.

"Come in, Bruce." Wonder Woman - Diana - called. He took a slow centering breath, shed Batman, and Bruce entered. The older boy, Match according to the toddler's notes, was asleep but Danny was wide awake and cuddled against Diana's chest. She clung to him desperately and the child let her.

"Hello, little one," Bruce greeted in a gentler tone than he normally used for adults. "I'm Batman. I've heard you like to go by Danny. May I call you that?" He asked.

Danny regarded him with watchful eyes for several moments before giving a silent nod.

"Thank you, Danny." Bruce said with a kind smile. "I'd like to ask you a few questions. Is that alright?"

The child frowned at him.

"Is that why she's 'bout to cry?" Danny asked sounding rather disgruntled. Diana unconsciously squeezed the kid a little bit tighter in response. He pouted harder at Bruce.

"Probably yeah," Bruce admitted. "I heard you had a sister, Danny. Can you tell me about her? What happened to her?" He asked gently. It was very likely this question would go over badly but it was the fastest way to find out if there was another clone they needed to find and breakout or bury.

Danny stared at Bruce woodenly with dead blue eyes. Finally his mouth opened, slowly forcing itself to peel open and speak.

"I had two sisters. Both full blood; same donors, same amounts. Jazz was older. She had red hair. Ellie was younger. She had hair like me." The child reported dissociating more with every word. "Jazz went first. She was strong; near perfect. Fought back. They shot her." He said. Diana lifted her face from Danny's hair to look down at the top of his head as he spoke, grief-stricken. "Ellie failed after. Wrong gender. Had almost all the right power. Not stable enough. Rebellious too. Tried an experiment to stabilize her. She was screaming. Melted to goo."

The three year old's eyes were glazed. Limbs limp and cold. Completely checked out after relaying the fate of his sisters. Amazonian sisters, Bruce watched Diana carefully. Her hands and shoulders had a fine tremble, lips were bloodless, eyes tearing up. She took careful, even, shallow breaths.

The silence grew between them until it filled the room like a great beast, waiting. No one spoke or moved as the minutes passed. Until finally the little one fell asleep in his donor mother's arms. Diana gently held her clone child as Bruce waited, standing in front of her. For what reason, he didn't quite know.

Finally the vibration of the alarm her set to make sure he remembered to rejoin the meeting went off. He turned it off and then looked at Diana. She shook her head, pressing her lips to Danny's hair once more. Bruce nodded, turned, and left the small medical suite closing the door softly behind him and leaning back against it for a moment. One breath, two, a third slow and deep, then he straightened up again and Batman stalked back to the room to finish the meeting.

Howdy @hdgnj & @radiance1 would it be alright if hypothetically a new thread was started? I'm starting to feel bad for the people trying to get through the pages of text on our blogs lol. HDNJ Reblog | RADIANCE Reblog

[I also understand if you would prefer just continuing from the initial thread]

So no matter what happens, it's pretty much agreed upon that the two need help. Along with the fact that they really can't just be left to wander, no matter how well they were doing.

(Bruce is having flashbacks to walking into Tim's stalker-shrine room when they look through the toddler's notebook) Because like, Match was pretty much live. A lot of people saw him, and a lot more will continue, so it's not even close to being safe. For all they knew? Cadmus might've thought they had died since they were already deemed failures. But now everyone in the knows not only is at least one alive, but nearly fought Superman to a standstill.

Probably could've if not for the fact that they're a half-starved teen- though the half-feral part probably helped with the can't predict what the Duck attack is going to be next.

(I wanna add more but if idk which to do if we go to the thread lol) (Also hi if ur just finding this, idk if it'll go anywhere but welcome to Radiance's prompt of tiny SuperWonder clone Danny)

[secretarysong]

at first i lol'd and then i serioused

[iaf]

JW: Chaos Theory Spoilers

"You knew Brooklynn was alive and you didn't tell us!?"

Is this anything? Anything at all??

[gunstellations]

gentle mornings

[somegrumpynerd]

Thinking about how when Color sneezes it's a big rainbow explosion, do you think a similar thing happens with Dream and Nightmare?

Like when Dream sneezes everyone in a 10 foot radius gets a little burst of glee and when Nightmare sneezes they get a little pang of fear? Neither of them know this happens though because Dream assumes people are laughing at how he sneezes and Nightmare assumes they're just not used to seeing him sneeze and it startled them

[sevenines]

i saw this tweet and found it interesting for two reasons. one is that some people base how good cartoon network would be to toh by how it treated su, and despite the fact that su’s treatment by the network was considered poor at the time, now its thought to be exceptionally good in comparison to modern shows.

two is how exactly su got impacted by a limited budget. a common criticism is how characters like connie, peridot, and lapis are left out of missions. but balancing a lot of characters is not only hard but also costly (extra animation, extra voices—it’s been revealed that the show is limited to a set number of characters per episode otherwise they’re over budget). animation mistakes are not uncommon since retakes cost extra. the entire reason the original show got cut short was due to loss of funding!

[s0fter-sin]

ghost fucking soap so hard and so good he passes out but he utterly panics about it

he thinks he must’ve ignored soap asking to stop; was it pain that made him pass out? how bad could it have been to make him pass out when he’s been shot and kept going? should he bring him to medical? he’ll never touch him again, he’ll never so much as look at him again; he’ll ask for a transfer- fuck that, a dishonourable discharge. there’s no coming back from this

he spirals, guilt chasing hatred chasing despair chasing fear, until soap finally wakes back up

soap's still floating, loose-limbed and buzzing; fucked so thoroughly out of his head that it takes him a while to notice ghost isn't in bed with him anymore. he frowns, lifting a heavy head off the pillow and freezes. ghost's on the other side of the room, curled up tight in the corner as far away from soap as he could get without leaving him alone

(he would've left, would've made sure soap never had to see his face again and be reminded of what he did to him, of the monster he’d let into his bed- but he couldn't just leave him unconscious; what if he didn't wake up, he had to make sure he was safe first even if he'll rightfully hate him forever when he does wake up)

soap's voice when he calls out to him makes him flinch, his head burying deeper in his knees. cold worry chases the bliss from his blood and soap pushes himself up but his shaking arms can't hold his weight

the sound of him collapsing back onto the bed makes ghost rear up, his panic growing and soap's heart breaks at his red rimmed eyes

it takes a long time for soap to coax him back to the bed, countless loops of, "sweetheart, please, come here, what happened? it's okay, everything’s going to be okay.”

(and how ghost’s self-hatred grows hearing soap comforting him; hearing the concern and love in his voice when he doesn’t deserve a drop of it)

it takes even longer for ghost to believe soap when he says that he passed out because he felt so good; that he never asked ghost to stop, never wanted him to stop. that he trusts him more than anything and knows he'd rather die than ever hurt him, especially like that

“you’re not a monster, love,” he promises, soft with conviction and it’s as much a surrender as a relief when he collapses into his lap and lets him hold him close

ghost believes johnny but he still can't bring himself to be intimate with him for a while; that fear still haunting him, but soap doesn't hold it against him, doesn't complain about ghost's perceived "step back" in their relationship

hell, ghost seems to hate it more than he does; he misses being with soap, misses the connection, the closeness they shared, the safety and quiet he found in his embrace, but he's always trusted soap more than he trusts himself

soap doesn't let him be consumed by his fear or worse, sabotage them and turn it into a punishment; doesn't let him even get through the suggestion of switching because he knows how much he hates it and he won’t let him twist something as good and pure as their physical love into something self-harming

instead, he brings them back to the basics, working through the steps to get ghost comfortable with intimacy again, to get him to trust himself again; spends happy months just grinding and exchanging handjobs like when their relationship first started

and it's a happy day for them both when soap finally falls apart on his cock once again, anxiety the farthest thing from ghost's mind when his arms are wrapped so tightly around him, kissing a smile against his lips

[lilithofpenandbook]

Something I can't stop thinking about is that Snape began the series being perfectly okay

He was actually at his best. He'd spent ten whole years in Hogwarts without the Marauders and before Harry Potter walked in.

Of course it wouldn't have been easy for him to adjust, but he did. And I just can't help but think of those first months where the other teachers got to know him, and got to realise that this boy needed them, needed their help, and took care of him. I can't help but think of how they promised him that it's okay, it's over, everyone's safe and he's not what he thinks he is. He's okay.

Like, for ten years he would have been happy. He had friends. He had a job. He had a home. Hogwarts was his home.

And then Harry Potter came and everything went wrong.

Can you imagine, him seeing Harry's face for the first time? After so many years of actually being content and happy, suddenly he sees James Potter's face, Lily Evans' eyes. Suddenly he's reminded of Voldemort who will return now, and now he's got a ticking clock, a countdown warning him that that's it, time's up, everything you've built in these ten years are soon going to break. And then come the events of the first and second year. Okay, so they're chaotic and stressful, but it's fine, they're all stressed, they're all in this together.

Then it's Harry's third year.

And that's when everything falls apart.

Remus Lupin, one of his abusers and a serious gaslight, is here in the job he wanted, and acting like everything's fine between them while simultaneously disrespecting him and forgetting to take the potion and being a huge risk to them all. Sirius Black, one of the two main abusers, is on the loose. And no one is ever gonna believe him about Lupin, are they? Suddenly it's Lupin's home. Lupin's safe space. But what about Snape? Do the past 13 years mean nothing? It seems so. And in the end, he has a complete breakdown because it's all coming down.

Then comes the goblet of fire. Okay, normal, right? But then there's moody. And there's the visiting schools. And then there's Kararoff who will not leave him alone! And then...

And then Harry Potter comes with the dead body of a teenage boy, crying and screaming that Voldemort's back.

And now Snape knows that time is up and things only get worse. Everything happens after that, from spying to dealing with that wretched Umbridge who's trying to destroy the school.

And then...

And then he has to kill Dumbledore.

And that when it all ends.

All he built in the past 16 years....

All the promises that they'd never leave him...

That they'd always look after him...

That they know he's not that person he used to be...

That everything will be okay because he has them to look after him...

They mean nothing now.

He's not okay anymore.

[secretlythatsme]

i feel like Most dpxdc crossover fics have dp and dc in the same universe which like, is still fun don't get me wrong, but there's so many missed opportunities with them being in fully separate universes!

i'm specifically thinking of an au where the dcu is fictional in danny's universe like in ours. so instead of him being dropped in a random city, he's fully isekaid into the dcu and has to deal with the implications of that. danny not being a dc fan could def be interesting, but i personally really like the idea of him being a fan! i think he'd be really into characters like martian manhunter or the superfam since they're more directly related to space, but i think he'd have appreciation for the common dpxdc characters like the batfam too.

but anyway i'm just thinking of dc fan danny who somehow gets dropped into the dcu and is immediately clocked as Different and Knowing by literally every hero/vigilante there. damian screams bloody murder at him and danny just gives him this look like "i know what you've been through and you're just a kid so i won't hold it against you even though that was pretty mean" and damian is sooo pissed cause what the fuck does this guy know?? danny looks at jason like he's seeing robin and not red hood,,, he sees batman one day and gives him the most begrudging respectful and also highly judgemental glare. danny seeing clark on the street and immediately noping and turning around like no not dealing with superman today no thanks. danny randomly happens to be walking next to wally and tries to get him into a walking race. danny who keeps looking up at the sky whenever the watchtower is above him.

i just love the idea of danny walking around knowing way too much, not even necessarily being Powerful at this point, he just knows! too! much! and every hero who meets him feels completely exposed like how does this random kid give everyone the heebie jeebies.. what does he know.. how much does he know... why does he know... etcetc.

idk i love casually creepy danny

[bitchthefuck1]

It's kind of funny that Kendall and Shiv are both equally delusional about their ability to charm people for business and somehow think they can do it even though they choke almost every single time, whereas it's like the one thing Roman is consistently good at despite being the "least legitimate" option.

I think part of this comes down to the fact that Shiv and Kendall both have very clear ideas of the versions of themselves they're trying to be and the images they're trying to project, and they're trying so hard to be seen that way that they end up coming off as a little desperate and off-putting. Meanwhile Roman "knows" that there's something wrong with him and he's worthless, so he doesn't get sucked into the trap of trying to force people to see his idea of himself and instead molds himself into whatever he thinks the other person wants from him because that's the only way he can compensate for "being him," which works very well in the short term but also means he's the least capable of maintaining any relationship for very long because he has no sense of self.