#alfred rose

[afroblackhistory4ever]

Dancers Alean Seed & Alfred Rose, 1949 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

[snaileer]

I’m a Size Medium, Thanks.

Danny is irritated. No actually he is beyond irritated. He is annoyed, he is frustrated, he is…. He’s really fricking irritated and can’t be bothered to remember any more of Jazz’s SAT words.

He continues his glare out the window as he searches for his straw with his mouth.

He just- where is it- thinks it’s a stupid fricking-stupid ass milkshake-he shouldn’t have to basically-gah! Danny snaps his head down to find his suddenly missing straw, only to successfully poke it directly into his eye.

“Ow! Fricken-“ He groans, throwing his head back, and putting his hands to his face, “Mother-tucker, Holy Taming of A Shrew!” He pounds his free hand not cradling his eye on the table, trying not to make more of a scene. Of course, this utterly fails because it immediately tips over his milkshake glass with a clatter as it spills onto his pants, making him jump up with enough force to knock the table over and drop the milkshake glass the rest of the way to the floor.

Danny stares at it with blurry vision and a watery eye. He sighs, “At least-“

The glass shatters.

Danny sighs again, deeper. “Of course.”

He looks up at the restaurant around him. Noticing the many, many people staring at him.

Wonderful.

Danny grimaces, “Sorry, I so didn’t mean for that to happen, uh-“ Danny reaches to straighten the table, fumbling for a second before it stands upright, he steps away from it, “If there’s any way I can help or.. like fix it. I can pay for the cup..” a server comes over to him, “if you want..?”

The server’s dead eyes don’t waver as they silently place a wet floor sign over the spilled milkshake.

“Thanks.”

“Uh huh.”

The server walks away, leaving Danny to sigh all on his own. He leans over to grab his backpack from the booth, checking it over for milkshake before slinging it on his back, thankfully clean.

He makes it one step forward before he feels the floor go out from under him. Ah gravity. His greatest enemy. This is karma for all those times he’s ignored it, isn’t it?

The wind is knocked out of him when his back slams to the floor, cushioned by the dulcet sounds of his bag crunching against broken glass.

He looks up at the wet floor sign.

The man on the yellow plastic mocks him.

Danny sighs.

He curses his stupid luck.

He curses this stupid city.

Then he curses himself because he knows any of this stupid city’s curses end up affecting him anyways.

Danny gets to his feet, ignoring the feeling of milkshake on his hands and his… everywhere.

He trudges out of the diner without looking back. At least he’d already paid for it.

He grimaces at the milkshake handprint on the door, trying to wipe it away with his shirt and only succeeding in making it worse.

Danny catches the eyes of the server inside, staring at him, eyes progressively more annoyed.

Danny puts his hands up in surrender and backs away.

Directly into a person. Only his milkshake covered self prevents him from being hit with anything more than the man’s scathing glare.

He puts his hands back up and moves away to dodge everybody else on the sidewalk. Along with the occasional ghost. Visible only to him of course.

By the time he has managed to escape the sidewalks into an alley, he is certain there is a trail of slightly sticky businessmen behind him.

Danny crouches to swing his backpack down in front of him and take stock. Okay, he could put his sweatshirt on over it… but it would also get ruined… damn it.

Danny looks around, checking every inch of the alley for cameras and then backing himself into a corner just to be safe. The flicker of intangibility is barely noticeable except for the wet squelch of milkshake remnants dropping to the alley floor. Lovely.

And of course, the flash of every single Gotham ghost in the area becoming visible and almost tangible for a split second. Also… lovely. There’s a couple startled shouts on the street.

Maybe an alleyway was not the best place for that.

Danny slides his sweatshirt on over his shirt to at least pretend like he was covering a mess and then shimmies out of the alley while trying to make as little contact with ghosts as possible.

He’s almost completely certain he looks crazy as all get out if the stare he gets from a passerby means anything.

Of course… now he’s left glaring across the street again.

He can feel the Infini-Map burning a hole in his backpack. It said this was the next place a natural portal would open and get him back home.

It just didn’t say… when that portal would open.

But of course, it’ll be right in the middle of somebody’s store. Usually not an issue. Except again, this stupid city’s curses are attracted to his energy, so of course the store couldn’t be literally ANYTHING ELSE!

Danny glares at the stupid fricking sign and the stupid predictable pun and the stupid neon hand in the front window waving at him.

‘The Claire Witch Project: psychic, medium, and Claire-voyant’

Danny is on day three of simultaneously avoiding the entire building while remaining close enough he can be there when the portal forms.

He is dirty, tired, and running out of money. In short, Danny is starting to lose hope on this endeavor.

The worst part?

He has the perfect solution.

There’s a pathetic little piece of printer paper taped to the inside of the window.

‘Help wanted’

When he’d first gotten here, Danny had followed the infini-map all the way to this horrific city, seen the sign, and turned a quick 180. He’d rather die again thanks.

He’d smacked into two billboards just coming into the city, and there was literally no stars, why would he want to stay here till the portal opened when he could just find another?

Except.. Danny’s eye twitches dangerously as he thinks back on it- except there wasn’t another portal. This was it. For the foreseeable future, he either caught this portal or was stranded for whoever knows how much longer.

Danny sighs again and dreads his continued existence. He looks both ways on the street, takes a step forward, nearly gets run over, steps back, and turns for the nearest crosswalk.

Fine. He could follow rules if it meant increasing his chances of leaving.

He tries to hold in the sigh this time, he really does, he swears.

Not the one before he opens the shop door though, that sigh deserved freedom from his trials. It joins the myriad of whispy translucent shades lingering in the store. Because of course there was just enough spiritual energy in here for them to be visible to him.

“Hey there!” A girl in loose fitting colorful clothing appears from behind a corner, “I’m Claire! How can I help your life journey today?” He can see the way her bulky crystal hair accessories sway with her movements. What was he getting into here again?

Danny tries to ignore the incense shoving itself up his nose as he speaks, “Hey, I was…” He was really doing this huh? “Hoping that the help wanted position is still available?”

The girl looks him over as she moves to the back of the checkout counter. The clear observation makes him nervous, and he takes his hands out of his pockets to try and look marginally more… candidate-able.

“You have experience?”

“Sure d-“ He wants to throw up in his own mouth, ancients this is so cringe, just let him die, “Sure do!” He says through choked back vomit and false cheer, “I’m a…” -barf- “I’m a medium.”

“Oh don’t worry about that, you don’t need a uniform, I don’t need your size silly!”

Danny blinks. What? Also. What?

“Wait-I’m hired?”

Claire pauses from getting something from under the counter, “Didn’t I already say that?”

“Uh…” Danny’s eyes dart around the shop, “No?”

“Oh well, you are, you have the right vibes, don’t worry,” she slides a few papers onto the glass counter, and Danny is abruptly, horrifically reminded he has no legal documents to speak of here. He thinks. He hasn’t actually checked.

Crap.

“Of course, most of my clients pay in cash, so I’ll pay you in cash too just to make it easier, and any crystal sales I’ll just add to it. Sound good?”

“Sure?” Oh no, is this gonna be Danny’s first real job? “But I don’t know anything about crystals. I have a goth friend but she’s not into that stuff.”

Claire waves his comment away, “Oh no worries, I can leave a packet.”

Danny nods, “Thank- wait, sorry. Leave?”

Claire laughs, pulling out a bag from behind her counter, “Yes I leave for a trip in two days. Family things you know,”

Danny feels like his brain is being scrambled, “Oh, what, what happened? Is everything okay?”

Claire looks at him, blinking wide, “What? Why would anything have happened?”

“Because… you said, you were leaving for-“

“Just don’t want to get caught in a bad position, you know how it is.”

Some of the shades stir in the air, their misty movements twitching with agitation enough to draw his eye for a second.

“Right. Well I’m glad I came when I did then,” Danny says, because he still doesn’t want to be rude.

Claire smiles at him.

Danny pats his hands against his sides awkwardly, trying not to look up at the movement of the shades intertwined with incense smoke at the ceiling.

There’s a little jingle behind him, which he belatedly realizes is the door when Claire moves to greet them before he can even turn around.

“Ms. Jives! Wonderful to see you! How’s the goldfish?”

Ms. Jives turns out to be a slightly older woman, maybe early seventies with a cane but she looks good. The coffee brown hair is almost certainly a dye job but it frames her wrinkled face well.

“Oh Jim is lovely dear, much better this way, I bought him a new plant just the other day, he just loves it.”

“Good, here for your reading right?”

“I am! But you can finish up with your customer first if you need,” Ms. Jives says. Claire waves her concern away.

“No need, this is Danny, I just hired him, he has a similar mystical connection.”

“Oh that’s lovely,” Ms. Jives says as she passes by him, “Would you like to come with dear? Claire is going to do a reading for me.”

Danny grimaces, “Sure.”

In the end, by the time Ms. Jives makes it slowly to the back room, Danny is trying to think of where he’s gonna sleep tonight. He mostly zones out when Claire dims the lights and starts talking nonsense.

All he heard was “something something card, something something magician something reversed something something balance something something chihuahua.”

Ok, maybe he wasn’t listening. But he was trying to focus on not staring at the movement of the shades, and the incense was mega strong and Claire had some weird ass music playing. He’s almost certain she’s faking everything. Down to the atrociously bright bead earrings.

Danny sags when she finishes, all too happy to leave the weird little curtain covered room.

He stands in the front awkwardly while Ms. Jives pays, twiddling with the various crystals and trying to figure which ones are actually y’know.. mystical or whatever.

Answer? Surprisingly most of them. That he could tell, at least, but it’s not like he actually knows how to sense that out on purpose. He’s pretty sure a couple of the heart shaped rose quartzes are complete duds but what does he care.

He’s thoroughly bored by the time Claire calls him back over. Apparently to tell him that he’ll do a reading tomorrow.

“Tomorrow?!” Danny blurts, “Don’t you want to like- I don’t know, make sure I can- or like.. I don’t know, but tomorrow?”

Claire just smiles at him, “I believe you can handle it, trust me.”

‘Trust you? Lady, I just met you and you’ve been nothing but crazy the whole time!’ Danny wants to say, instead, he keeps his mouth shut and nods with what he’s sure is fear in his eyes.

Then she’s pressing something into his hands and when he looks down it’s a key. A key. There’s no way-

“So be here 9am sharp, Danny! You can open up and I’ll come in later!” Claire starts pushing him towards the door, “And Mr. Wayne should be waiting for you when you get here!”

Danny turns around to catch himself in the doorframe, “Mr who will be what now!? Wait, Ms. Claire, Ma’am- why-!” He stops to lower his volume and ask politely, “Why am I doing this? You don’t even know me,” Danny says, one leg still in the store.

Claire smiles, “Because the universe told me to silly! See you tomorrow! Here’s my number!” Then she slaps a sticky note to his chest with enough finality that Danny takes a step back. The door closes with a click and ring of the bell inside.

Danny stares at the door with his eye twitching for at least a minute.

What the hell did ‘the universe told me to’ even mean, you kook!?

Danny sighs and looks down at the sticky note, quickly inputting the number in his phone before something happens to it.

He’s barely hit save when he finally steps away from the shop front and…. is immediately drenched to the bone.

Because apparently it’d been pouring rain and he simply hadn’t noticed from under the awning.

He watches as blue ink slides off the sticky note in little sad face streaks.

Danny sighs.

[peaceinthestorm]

Alfred Petit (French, d. 1895) ~ Wild Roses, n/d

[Source: Christie's]

[vamprwave]

Sigh...

[camo-wolf]

I’m gonna be honest

There are other characters that deserve to be here than others

[zeynyukine3011]

I'm so confused. Is the top right one Jason or Jon??? It doesn't look like neither of them but since he is positioned with Damian's other friends, he could probably be Jon?

Also why Talia is not here? You know, Damian' literal fucking MOM.

And Steph! Damian and Steph has a relationship while he doesn't have anything with Barbara. Steph should be here. She is forgotten again 😭😭😭

But I'm so glad Maya is here and not forgotten 🥹

And the pencil sketch is so good I really love it. I always love when comics show Damian's love and skill for drawing.

And he wrote "I'm loved" 😭😭😭😭 I'm crying.

[rosegoldthorns]

So I had to help back up a large trailer so, naturally I realized how Bruce would not do this with his kids under any circumstances. And for Bruce, a rich city kid none the less with probably no idea how to back up a trailer, would need a few spotters.

To clarify, I mean Bruce asking any of his kids to help him would end a little like this.

Jason: You are too close. You are going to hit something.

Bruce stopping the car and getting out to check: I have two feet of clearance.

Jason: I know. that is too close. you are going to hit Alfred's roses. Do you want to deal with the consequences of that?

Damian: Todd you are wrong. This is enough distance to clear it passably. You just want to insult Father, you heathen.

Tim: Actually you are both wrong. If you looked on the other side you would know that you have about two more inched until you run over a tree.

Bruce: And why did you not say this earlier?

Tim: eh closer calls have come out fine.

Bruce: ... Dick can you help?

Dick: Personally I just think we should call Clark. I said this when we started.

.....they called Clark Kent, Superman, and urgently called him from work to ...help back up a trailer. (I mean it could have ended worse due to the nature of the bat family but Clark was certainly amused)

[shyjusticewarrior]

What characters would get Jason for his birthday

Barbara - A special edition of a book he loves

Dick - Cooking Jason's favorite of Alfred's recipes

Tim - A custom communicator that Batman can't access

Duke - A CD for a metal band composed of ex-inmates

Dana - Throwing him a birthday party at her diner

Rose - A sword of the same make as the one she held to him when they first met

Might make a part 2 if I get more ideas

[zefirart]

Alfred

[whatsupwalnut]

i watched candyman (1992) and gotdamn they really used to light films

[glitter-stained]

Batfam Neverafter AU cast complete!

Introducing:

-Barbara Gordon as Vasilia from Vasilia The Beautiful and Vasilia and Prince Vladimir, later the Fairy Queen

- Dick Grayson as The Little Mermaid

-Talia al Ghul as Sleeping Beauty

-Cassandra Cain as Princess Eliza from The Wild Swans

-Stephanie Brown as The Little Girl from Mother Trudy

-Tim Drake as Alice from Alice in Wonderland/Alice through the Looking Glass

-Jason Todd as Little Red Riding Hood

-Duke Thomas as the Little Match Girl

-Slade Wilson as The Stepmother from Cinderella/The Sea Witch from Little Mermaid

-Mia Dearden as The Princess from All-Kinds-of-Fur

-Damian Wayne as Pinocchio

-John Constantine as The Soldier from The Tinderbox

-Rose Wilson as Cinderella

-Alfred Pennyworth as The Seventh Fairy from Sleeping Beauty/ The Fairy Godmother from Cinderella/The Fairy With the Turquoise Hair from Pinocchio/The Enchantress from Beauty and the Beast

-Bruce Wayne as The Pied Piper

More info under the cut

You might notice that some of these characters are not from the Batfam; that is because I love these characters and was inspired to match them with fairy tales and couldn't resist fitting in. Others may well be cast later, but do not expect every fairy tale to have a dc counterpart (though I will do my best) and every dc character to have a fairy tale counterpart (that's just a fool's errand).

All dc characters keep their name, appearance, gender, ethnicity and as many as their personality traits as I can cram in them. All fairy tales are more a source of inspiration than accurate retelling as they have been heavily edited to suit the characters' personality and themes and mash together in intertwined storylines.

Bonus dc characters that I have cast in the Neverafter universe but aren't part of the storyline (for now):

-Lian Harper as the Cheshire Cat

-Koriand'r as Rapunzel

-Oliver Queen as Robin Hood

[theaceofarrows]

What I think Jason's ringtones for everyone would be⬇

Bruce - the Imperial March from Star Wars

Alfred - Beethoven

Dick - Afro Circus from Madagascar 3

Barbara - the Mission Impossible theme

Tim - a recording of him humming the Red Robin jingle

Stephanie - Cherry Bomb by The Runaways

Cass - the Swan Lake theme

Damian - a recording of Damian screaming bloody murder at him for 30 seconds straight

Duke - Whoomp! (There It Is) by Tag Team

Kate - Back In Black by AC/DC

Roy - The Boys Are Back In Town by Thin Lizzy

Kory - Part of Your World from The Little Mermaid

Rose - Partners In Crime by Set It Off

Artemis - Unstoppable by Sia

John Constantine - Hellfire from The Hunchback of Notre Dame

[vulptalia]

I think Alfred has a really hard time admitting he’s in the wrong or acknowledging it. I think he’s the type to just say like ��I’m just doing what I’m told, I’m sorry,” but not change his ways. As if that’s forgivable.

[house-on-sand]

it makes me wanna scream that both bruce and jason have been referred to as a prince of gotham. you literally don't understand how i feel about this!

bc on the one hand, for bruce, it's a statement on who he is and what he comes from and his family's influence on gotham.

but on the other, for jason, it's what he could be, it's what willis wanted for him. he wanted his son to be something more and for him to have a better life and a future that willis didn't have and catherine gave up.

for bruce it's a name for the media! it's a tagline on a magazine!

for jason it's a sign of love! it's a hope for the future! it's full of potential!

its something about unintentional parallels

[acotarmemes]

ACOTAR (and DC?) poll // bat boys

This one goes out to my homies who are in the DC Comics fandom and the ACOTAR fandom.

[ficreadergirl]

Part-180 -end 2- ↓ Dick: So is she okay? 😟 Jason: Yes. How is she? 😟 Tim & Damian & Cass & Barbara & Steph & Kory & Artemis & Alfred & Bruce: 😟 Duke & Kate: 😊 All together: Yay!!! 🥳 🫂 Madame Xanadu: It was difficult to banish that demon but we managed to do it with her help. 😏 Raven: 😳 me? Gar: Yes. She's great right? 😉 Raven: 😳 Artemis: Which demon we're talking about? 🤔 Madame Xanadu: I think she should explain it. I have things to do. 👋 *left* Raven: That demon was... Trigon. 😔 Gar: Your dad?? 😲 All together: 😯 Raven: Yes... 😞 Artemis: It's not your fault. You know that don't you? 🙂 Raven: 😳 Gar: Yes! It's not. Let's eat something to celebrate this news that Y/n is safe and free from him. 😃 Steph & Cass: Exactly! 😃 Barbara & Kory: I feel so hungry too. 😄 Dick & Bruce & Alfred: There is already an open buffet. Why don't you get in line? 😠 Gar & Raven: Why should we? We're not in restaurant are we? 😉 Artemis: Stop talking the kids like that. 😑 Dick: 😧 okay ma'am. *Jason slowly moving away from crowd to your room* Y/n: 😴 Jason: 😟 Rose: You scared of what her reaction will be when she wakes up? 😏 Jason: 😯 how did you get in? Rose: 🤷‍♀️ Jason: I'm not scared of anything. 🤨 Rose: Okay then let's wake her up for food. Y/n? 🗣️😄 Jason: Shut up! 😨 *You waking up* Y/n: 🤕 what happened to me? I feel like I was hit by a truck. 😣 Rose: Steph hit you honey. 😊 Jason: Don't move. You're hurt. Go back to sleep. 😦 Y/n: Jason... 😦 Jason: I was about to leave. 🙁 Y/n: No... 😔 Jason: 😟 Rose: I think I'm starving. I'll go get you two canapés too. But like... 2 hours later. 😉 *left* Y/n & Jason: 😳 Y/n: I'm sor-- 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 ↓

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