#and also the one with like a spare room

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

None of our hands are clean

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[starry-bi-sky]

Blood Blossom Au: Baby's First Commissioner Meeting :)

TL:DR This Post: Danny (orphan) gets poisoned with blood blossom extract by Vlad. He runs away from him and ends up under the care of one Pre-Robin Battinson Batman! Starry is loudly pushing her batdad agenda.

(Also known as "Late At Night, When The Nightingale Sings" on my ao3!)

This was a fun rough idea I've been sitting on for weeks, thinking about how Commissioner Gordon and Nightingale's first meeting might go.

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Commissioner Gordon likes to think that he's adjusting to the new normal of Gotham very well, -- the new normal being grown men running around dressed like bats, in military-grade strength body armor, committing acts of vigilantism, -- and slowly, little by little, he was no longer being surprised when this new normal pops up out of the shadows like the world's most terrifying daisy. His shaving lifespan thanks him for it.

....

The kid is a surprise though.

Granted, he seemed to be a surprise to the Bat too.

There's been a string of murders lately, -- which, in Gotham, is kind of like saying there's been another storm during monsoon season. And there's just been another; in some dilapidated building down in south Gotham, with the broken, boarded-up windows and mildew-crawling walls to match. The victim is a man in his thirties, multiple gunshot wounds to the chest, left in the center of the room for the blood to pool out around him.

The place is already secured when he arrives, the building swarmed with officers and the forensic detectives. The Bat emerges shortly after he does -- or, he might've been here the whole time, hiding someplace dark and shadowy. For his own sanity, Gordon doesn't think about it too hard.

The kid is a surprise, and he appears like a bolt of lightning.

He shows up in the middle of a conversation Gordon is having with the Bat.

A whistle, sharp and loud, slicing through the air, meant for open air rather than a confined space. Gordon's ears pierce and protest the sound, and the solemn, murmured chatter floating through the room abruptly cuts off like the swing of a gavel. As he turns towards the sound -- as they all do -- he swears, up and down, that he sees Batman's shoulders jump, just slightly.

At the source, perched on the window, is a boy. A boy in a gray-blue scarf and an oversized black hoodie, one that hangs off his frame and has ace bandages wrapped around the wrists in some attempt to cinch the sleeves. The hood is up, big like the rest of it, and threatens to swallow the upper half of the boy's face whole in the fabric. What upper half Gordon can see, is smeared with some kind of opaque, black face paint. He's holding onto the side of the frame with one hand, on his hip is a grappling hook. A familiar grappling hook.

Gordon has multiple questions, and his officers tense up.

Martinez puffs up, brows furrowing as his face shapes into a frown. Shoulders rolling back. "You can't be here, kid--"

The reaction is immediate, like a spark to gunpowder, the boy yanks his fingers from his mouth and his mouth twists into a scowl. Head snapping over to Officer Martinez, his hood manages to stay on but Gordon swears that as he bares his teeth, the glint makes them look sharper than they should be. His voice is rasp and quiet and harsh; snappish in its hissing; "Put a fuckin sock in it, Martinez. I'm not stayin."

Martinez reels back, and the boy immediately veers his attention off him. Like a switch, his demeanor drops. Despite half his face being covered, his mouth twists into a cringing, apologetic smile. Slanted and off-beat, embarrassed. It'd be disarming if this wasn't Gotham, and if he didn't just hiss at Martinez like he was about to bite his head off.

"Sorry." He whispers, voice deceptively polite and softer now. Gordon has to strain his ears to hear him. "I was looking for him."

He points his finger towards-- Gordon? No, Gordon follows the direction, and finds himself looking at -- the Bat.

The Bat, who always looks stiff as a pole, now looks even stiffer. Somehow. Well, the explains the grappling hook attached to the boy's waist.

"What are you doing here?" The Bat says, gruff and unable to completely smother the stumble of surprise in his tone.

The boy still holds a sheepish smile, and slips off the window ledge. His feet hit the creaky boards with a near-silent thud, the Batman finds his feet and rapidly begins crossing the room.

Gordon notes the slight tremble in the boy's legs as he straightens. He adjusts his scarf, which droops close to his knees now that he's standing, and slings a backpack -- how long has had that? -- off his shoulders. When the Bat reaches his side, he does as he always does, and looms over the boy like a spectre. A threatening mass of shadows cloaked in all-consuming black. Standing next to him, the boy looks teeny in comparison.

The Bat is a man who terrifies even the most hardened criminals, Gordon has seen grown men shiver in fear at the mention of his name. And yet when the boy looks up at him, he doesn't even flinch.

Instead, his sheepish smile melts away like ice under the sun, holding only traces of his previous embarrassment. It remains as a shadow on his face, a small upturn at the corners of his mouth. The boy pushes his hood back just enough to reveal glinting, ice-flint eyes surrounded in tar-black face paint. He holds the backpack up with one arm. "You forgot this."

[steamedlotusroot]

remember when swk tried to take li jing and nezha to court for gross negligence in jttw? good times

[handweavers]

in the sims i'm playing a w/w couple in the southeast asian town and when they moved in together one of the women brought her boyfriend with her and i made them all polyamorous to boost their income and so he can help them have bio kids but the game doesn't let 3 people sleep in a bed together so i put the guy in a single bed off to the side while the women get a nice double bed and there's something so funny about seeing the boyfriend sleeping in the corner in a single bed

[coconi]

A-Z Drabble Practice #17

"Quadrant D clear."

Omega's ocular receptors dim, finishing their nightly perimeter scan. Team Dark's quarters return to darkness.

Voice modulator: off. Proceed with final step.

Moving as quietly as his metallic body will allow, Omega trudges towards the two closed doors on the other side of the apartment. He lingers by each in turn, allowing his sensors to delve and scan past them. Two sets of vitals. Stable. Within normal sleep parameters.

Satisfied, Omega enters his room and slumps against the wall amidst his few possessions: spare ammunition, polish, crane game plushes, a singed photograph…

Mission complete. Initiating scheduled stasis.

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[adderallanomaly]

god give me strength

[8cfc00]

what if i relistened to every w.bg episode and tried to figure out the floorplans of the over cabins

[raayllum]

stumbled across this old pre-s5 post and it got me thinking about the differences between Claudia/Terry and Callum/Rayla in S5 specifically in regards to the "let's save your parents" angle

Now some of this on the surface difference is because all Claudia cares about is keeping her father alive and saving him ("That's the only thing that matters - keep moving!") whereas Rayla routinely puts her family on the back burner ("But I can't help you yet" / "Not yet, Callum") but like

Terry and Callum each prioritize their partner's needs. For Terry, that means putting Claudia above Viren ("Everyone needs rest, especially you") and then on the same level (finding a way for her to rest and for them to keep moving at the same time). For Callum, it means prioritizing Rayla's parents and what she wants even when she's telling him not to (5x04) even though it leads to more disastrous consequences because he doesn't have an 'off' switch.

[dragonidpyrus12]

The heat here is absolutely infernal wtffffff

In other news, I washed up o pătură și am lăsat-o pe sârmă afară ✨ perfect to dry in the sun!

[aidenwaites]

I finally got The Hell Room mostly cleaned up/organized,, and it feels so nice in there,, look at my bookshelf

[sheyshen]

with everything going on i like don't have the energy to do much but also at the same time feel guilty if i don't do anything so i'm stuck in this limbo

i at least made a few calls today to get some things settled and get mom's pap picked up so we don't get charged for it going forward and did some laundry. that's enough right? :\

[souenkun]

July recap! 🏖

[porschesbabydaddy]

Vegas will see a cute guy claimed in some way by one of his cousins and say “Is anyone gonna flirt shamelessly with that?” And then not wait for an answer

[catboii]

that reminds me !! 2moro @techdeckgodhood said we were gonna get a xmas tree !!!!

a real 1 !!!!!!!!

ive never seen a real 1 in person hes gonna let me pick 😻😻😻😻 and were gonna pick decorations !! ( he doesnt have any bc he hasnt had a reason 2 decorate since he moved here 😿 )

@asskraehe u can come 2 were going 2 daves fave local supermarket and you will NEVER GUESS WHO WORKS THERE

[wabblebees]

thought id update to say; i survived opening night!!! and not only that, it went REALLY fucking well, and people seemed to REALLY REALLY like it omfg... god this is so crazy

[ladybug-labyrinth]

I want a big squishmallow rly bad now bc the 4 year old boy I babysit has one and it’s…..it’s rlly nice…………