#NEVER

[grungekitty-77]

If you're tempted, remember:

THEY DO NOT PAY REWARDS!!!!

THEY NEVER PAY REWARDS!!!

NO ONE HAS EVER SEEN A REWARD FROM TURNING SOMEBODY IN!!!!

There is always some technicality to indefinitely delay or outright refuse to provide the payment. Al. Fucking. Ways.

The only rewards that have ever been paid are issued by private parties. The government, the cops, the people in power, none of them are going to use tax payer money to reward you. The optics are bad and there's no benefit to it after the guy is caught. If they had money in the budget for something like that, then they are putting that money into something much more self serving than appeasing someone that has already done their bidding.

So not only would you be a fucking traitor, you would be doing it for nothing. Don't be tempted!

Its about to be real lucrative to be a snitch. Guard your information. And guard your friends information.

[kata-the-bee]

I drew @eliza-forget 's AMAZING Shamura design because I love her Shamura design so much-

[kkyos]

i hate him and his stupid mullet

[bet-on-me-13]

Bruce owes Danny money. He does Not want to pay up.

So! Danny had to run away from Amity Park when his parents discovered his Powers. But every time he tried to stay in a single place in America, they somehow managed to find him.

Turns out, they were working with the GIW to track him using the GIW's resources and the Fenton's Genius to find him everywhere he ran to. Eventually, Danny figured he had had enough and ran to Europe where the GIW had no Jurisdiction.

After wandering for a while, Danny was found and recruited by the League of Assasins. He was powerful, skilled, and connected to the Lazarus Pits, so they approached him with a job offer.

They would hide him from the Fentons, who had began to search for him in Europe independently, and in return he would work for them as an Assasin.

Considering his situation, Danny agreed.

He began training to be an Assasin, supplementing his Ghost Abilities with the abilities of an Assasin to become even more Stealthy.

While training under the League, Danny met another recruit simply known as Bruce. They trained together for years, even going on a few missions together gathering intel, and using disguises to hid in plain sight.

On one of these missions, Danny lent Bruce some money with the promise to get paid back when they returned to the League. That same night, Bruce left the League of Assasins and never came back.

...

Bruce was sitting in the Batcave going over a case with Tim, Jason was off to the side cleaning his Guns, and Dick and Cass were holding an acrobatics competition in their Obstacle Course, with Damien, Steph, and Duke cheering them on.

Suddenly an Eldritch Emerald Light sprang to life in the center of the Batcave, and everybody dropped what they were doing and sprang to action.

Slowly, a glowing green figure emerged from the Light. He appeared Eldritch in Nature, as if he existed in multiple layers of reality at once and looking at him gave them minor headaches. Then, the figure spoke up.

"BRUCE. ITS BEEN 15 YEARS. YOU STILL OWE ME 16 DOLLARS."

Recognizing Danny, Bruce took a moment to compose himself before responding.

"Fuck Off."

[aqueenvictorious]

okay this is just RUDE and UNFAIR --

when is it my turn to be cool

Spin the wheel and let it randomly assign you a gender identity.

[drulalovescas]

And they wonder why we're not normal about this ship. How can anyone be normal after THIS ???????????

[velnna]

Sunlight

[angstflavoured]

😬😬😬😬

[bellowsthebard]

Happy 50th anniversary to the greatest mafia movie of all time. Goncharov(1973).

[zhelin-thames]

Sixteen Bucks and a Grudge

Inspired by this post

Masterpost

The Batcave descended into silence as the glowing figure hovered ominously, his voice reverberating through the space. Everyone stared at Bruce, whose face remained impassive, though there was a faint twitch in his left eye.

"Bruce," Danny's eldritch voice echoed again, the flickering green light from his form illuminating the cave. "You promised."

Jason was the first to break the silence, biting back a laugh. "Wait, hold up. Bats, you owe this guy—" he gestured at the spectral figure, "—sixteen bucks? And you didn’t pay him back?"

Tim blinked in disbelief. "Sixteen dollars? That’s it? Why not just pay him?"

Bruce’s jaw clenched. "It’s the principle."

"The principle?" Danny’s ethereal voice sharpened. "The principle is that you owe me money. I spotted you when you conveniently ‘forgot’ your wallet on that mission in Prague. Fifteen years, Bruce. Fifteen. Years."

Dick swung down from the obstacle course, landing with a flourish. "Bruce, this is... shocking. You didn’t pay back a friend? A ghostly friend?"

"Former associate," Bruce corrected, standing straighter.

"You don’t even have an excuse," Damian said, crossing his arms. "Father, this is shameful."

Cass, who had been silently observing, tilted her head at Danny and then at Bruce. "Pay him," she signed.

"Thank you!" Danny exclaimed, throwing up his hands. "See? She gets it!"

Steph nudged Duke, grinning. "This is the best thing that’s happened all week. I’m rooting for the glowing guy."

Jason smirked, holstering his guns. "Hey, Phantom—what happens if he doesn’t pay up? Do you haunt him or something?"

Danny’s eyes gleamed mischievously. "I’ve had fifteen years to think about that. Let’s just say Bruce would learn the true meaning of regret."

Bruce let out a long-suffering sigh, finally reaching into a compartment in his utility belt. He produced a crisp twenty-dollar bill and held it out toward Danny.

"Here."

Danny crossed his arms, floating closer but making no move to take it. "Sixteen. Not twenty. I’m not taking tips from someone who stiffed me for a decade and a half."

Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose, then withdrew a smaller wad of cash and counted out exactly sixteen dollars. He handed it over wordlessly.

Danny plucked the money from Bruce’s hand with a smirk. "Pleasure doing business, old friend."

With that, Danny dissolved back into the glowing green portal, leaving the Batcave in a dim eerie glow for a few moments before it faded entirely.

As silence returned, Jason leaned back, arms crossed, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "So, Bruce, what’s the real story here? Because I need to know why you’d rather let a ghost King hunt you down than pay sixteen dollars."

Bruce turned back to his computer. "Get back to work."

Tim was already typing away. "Oh no, I’m finding the mission logs. There’s no way we’re letting this go."

"Sixteen years of holding a grudge," Dick added, shaking his head. "That guy has serious commitment."

Jason laughed. "Sounds like he’d fit right in."

[akiiame-blog]

And thus, this was when Mario realized he really wanted to be a parent

[lelio]

Can't get over how soft the real Lestat sounds. All these tiny little glimpses of him. Reading the letter in ep2, being worried sick and asking in the softest voice imaginable why Louis is ill? He only starts shouting when he feels Armand slip away. I honestly can't wait to see the real Lestat on the show. The charming and cocky side as well as the softest, sweetest and the forgiving side.

[rookhunty]

In Defense of Jamil Viper

[jmrww]

the guns have fallen silent

[backpackevil]

Let's just say that if I have to live through the same boring ass lecture every wednesday for the next few months I will either go insane or post an insane amount of art

I am singlehandedly rioting against early boring IT lectures with kokichi and kokichi alone