Me first?? owo Holidays this year are jobless and near penniless but i have my fur baby and basic things so its not all terrible. All my love and best wishes to you, Para! <3
I'm sorry you are going through so much, but it warms my heart to know you got a fur baby by your side keeping you company and giving you love. I'm wishing you financial happiness and good health to you and your baby. You deserve all of it and then some!!
Thank you so,so much for all the love and wishes, Grahm! I appreciate it more than you know. Sending you all the love and cheer right back at you ten fold.
Happy holidays to you and yours and wishing you the BEST new year. Cheers lovely! 🥂✨❤️
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Robert Moss was diagnosed with polio at the age of six, the year before he wrote this letter. He would spend the next nine years of his childhood in and out of hospitals.
He made a full recovery and was a decorated athlete in High School and College, as well as an Eagle Scout. After college, he became a junior high science teacher, while also coaching football, basketball and track.
During summer break from teaching in 1965, his childhood struggle with polio inspired him to spend the summer working at the Louisiana Lions Camp for Crippled Children. He went back the next summer and was hired as camp director.
Robert was the Executive Director of the Lions Camp for 41 years. Over his tenure he expanded the camp to include programs for children with pulmonary disorders, muscular dystrophy, diabetes and autism.
He assisted in programs to set up similar camps in Puerto Rico and Australia, as well as a camp for children with terminal illnesses in Texas.
The Lions Camp still operates and is 100% free of charge for all attendees.
(source: The Minden Herald, December 19, 1941.)
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Damian doesn't know who Santa Claus is and Danny tries to gaslight him into believing in Santa
Okay but, like, wouldn't even be gaslighting! Santa canonically does exist in the DC universe, I think I remember reading something about him fighting through an army in hell to give Darkseid a single piece of coal once?
So like, Danny doesn't have to gaslight Damian into believing Santa's real, he just has to pull out the proof (Danny has a binder of everything he knows about the Spirit of Christmas for the purpose of when he eventually goes to war with him, Danny hates Christmas so fucking much haha) and show him evidence that Santa is real.
Probably ranting the entire time about how much he hates the guy & Christmas and it's obvious that this is Danny's arch nemesis. His one true villain above all others. Pariah Dark? A nuisance. Dark Dan? Just a tuesday. Santa? That motherfucker is the bane of Danny's existence and he will pay for what he's done (spread Christmas cheer).
And Danny's the newest member to the family. Damian's been encouraged to get to know his new brother and try and bond with him a bit, make him feel like part of the family. So, obviously, the best way to do that is to help Danny in his quest for vengeance.
And of course Tim & Jason end of getting roped in on this. Damian's grown since he's first came to live with his father. He still is a little brat to his older brothers - he's the baby of the family it's his right - but he doesn't actively hate them anymore and can admit when their particular skills would be useful. Tim is the best at strategizing, and Jason is a combat master with access to all sorts of weapons. With all of them working together Santa has no chance, they will destroy him.
Which all just makes me think of something like this happening lol:
“What…uh, what are they doing?” Duke glanced between the chaos unfolding in the family room to where Dick was calmly seated in his favorite chair, sipping idly at a cup of coffee.
“Sibling bonding.” Dick said. There was that specific aura of calm around him that said that he’d already gone through several crisis and all the stages of grief at least twice. Considering the calamity and chaos the eldest batkid had seen over the years - and especially the last few months since Bruce officially adopted Danny and brought him into the fold - it was a bad sign that he’d reached this particular state of Done (TM) before noon. The earliest Dick even woke up was two in the afternoon.
Duke contemplated turning around right then and there - the particular combination of people all excitedly feeding off each other’s feral energy on the other side of the room was a catastrophe in the making he didn’t want to be anywhere near when it finally breached containment and spilled out into the wider world - but unfortunately he was cursed with the curiosity that afflicted all members of the bat clan.
“It looks like they’re plotting to try and kill Santa Claus.”
Dick turned to look at Duke fully for the first time since he’d entered the room. He had the eyes of one that was deeply haunted by the horrors they had witnessed. On the other side of the room Tim was ranting about anti-magic tech while Danny, Damian and Jason argued over what weapons would be most effective against a demi god. There were schematics of what looked worryingly like a rocket launcher looking device that - if the scribbles on the whiteboard someone had drug into the room where to be believed - was going to be rigged to shoot ecto-grenades.
“Danny hates Christmas.” Dick said, and Duke noticed for the first time that his hands around the coffee cup were faintly trembling. “He’s declared Santa is his arch nemesis.”
Duke blinked, glancing over to the others long enough to see Danny start frantically scribbling the words Christmas Nuke on the whiteboard. No one else was trying to erase it. Tim looked worriedly contemplative. Damian and Jason where both nodding in agreement.
He was going to regret this. “But Santa isn’t real?”
Dick’s eyes gained a faintly manic glean, and Duke could faintly hear the sound of porcelain creaking warningly beneath the desperate hold he had on his coffee cup. “That’s what I thought!” Dick said, with enough cheer to make Duke flinch back instinctively. “But apparently he is.” A distinct crack appeared in the cup, coffee dripping down into Dick’s lap. “And apparently they’re going to war with him!”
Well, Duke considered, at least that explained why he caught the four of them burning down the giant Christmas tree in the city center last night.
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Santa knew that death would come for him one day and he would not be able to avoid it.
He did regret traumatizing those young heroes.
As a final gift, Santa imparts his Christmas magic to Young Justice who witnessed his death. As a result, during Christmas, Young Justice is basically invincible, not that they realize it. They also have the compulsive need to deliver Christmas presents and never quite realize that they've only take a night what used to take them three months when they first tried to fill Santa's boots.
The first time YJ can't deliver gifts because of dimensional shenanigans and a new Santa arises, YJ still retains the Christmas magic/invincibility without the impulse to deliver gifts to EVERYONE as the new Santa has that impulse now. They still haven't figured this out. They always attributed the gift giving thing to guilt.
However, they do retain the urge to deliver a gift to one specific person each year.
And so Darkseid continues to receive his yearly lump of coal and he still cannot defeat the one or ones who deliver it.
Santa giving the YJ OP powers one day a year so they can deliver coal to Darkseid is a beautiful hc.
I bet YJ signs up for the Christmas shift after they find out about the powers because of their need to be useful and "good."
I also love the idea that YJ was chosen as temp Santas until they failed at their assigned job. Santa could've been created to fill that role at any point, but the magic of Christmas waited until the teens couldn't fulfill the need.
There are fics out there with Santa meeting Tim, but it'd be cool to see Santa chatting with all of YJ
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