#and his outfit is a mix between his robin uniform and his school uniform

[ekat-fandom-blog]

Jack decides he needs a bit of time away from family to mourn the loss of his one sided friendship with Vlad and Vlad's death. So he takes a trip to Gotham. On this trip, he runs into Damian and Tim, who are convinced he's Captain Marvel in disguise.

Meanwhile, Jason's also run into Jack as he's coming into his ghost powers. Jason starts freaking out because someone just saw him when his new powers started glitching. Panicking only worsens the situation as now he can't figure out how to get his foot un-caught in the cement.

Jack, despite not knowing if this kid is a halfa or not, decides to give him advice based on how Danny told him his powers work. It works.

Now, Jason has a sort-of mentor that he didn't ask for but definitely needs, and Jack has something to do while he sorts out his feelings on the whole Vlad-was-never-his-friend thing.

Eventually, Damian and Tim catch them while Jack is trying to explain how Jason might have a second form. While Jack explains, Jason just transforms. His ghost form isn't what either expected. Jack was expecting something similar to Danny's or Vlad's. Not a winged little kid with a mask.

To be honest, this just solidifies that this guy is Captain Marvel for Damian and Tim. Obviously he decided to teach Jason magic.

[bluegarners]

what kind of clothes do you think young dick wore??

honestly not too sure, anon!

he probably just had a mix of the usual little kid athletic wear, school uniform, and casual/home clothing. i haven't a head for fashion, if that's what was meant to be implied in your question (sorry!), so i honestly can't say what kind of style he might have enjoyed. i don't think a young dick grayson would have cared much, to be truthful, about what he wore or how he looked. he probably never had the time to think about it much between school, robin, the extra curriculars for both, and being in the general public spotlight as a potential wayne heir. i imagine alfred likely helped him choose special outfits for appearances or special occasions, and otherwise dick might have gone shopping at the mall with a group of friends like most teens do. maybe he had certain styles he gravitated towards, likely things that were a bit loose on his frame so he could move easily, and maybe certain colors as well, like blues and yellows. though some comics would suggest otherwise, i dont think he would try to align his wardrobe much with bruce's since most of bruce's outfits consist of black long-sleeves and pants

there might be some silly interplay between batman and robin reflecting in their civilian garb then, with dick in the generally lighter and brighter colors while bruce stuck to his cooler tones and neutrals

honestly though, anon, i dont have any good answers for your question since i just dont have much of a mind for outfits- i hardly know what to wear myself!

[dailybeastarsthings]

Chapter 14 - A Day In The Life Of Dom

MORNING

My name is Dom. I’m a peafowl student studying at the Cherryton Academy. Since Cherryton is a boarding school, I’m staying here most of the year. As you probably already know, students are accommodated in dormitories according to their diet and species. I’m in room 419 of the avian dormitory. I’m accommodated with 4 other avian students: a duck, a robin, an ostrich and a rooster.

Breakfast is served at 7:30 AM. Although we could sleep for a little longer, our rooster roommate serves as an alarm, waking us up at 6:15 sharp. And no, there’s no way he’d let us sleep longer…

Getting ready is sort of difficult for us, avian students. We not only have to shower and get dressed into uniform, we also have to dry and, in some cases, brush our feathers, too. Some of us, like me, also have to tuck away their tail feathers inside their uniform to avoid it being stepped on, tangled or being in others’ way. It usually takes me the longest to get ready so I usually let the others in the bathroom before me (my best time so far was 45 minutes).

Breakfast is served at 7:30 AM. The day’s menu is always hung right next to the entrance for all students to see. I usually go with the typical avian diet of seeds, fruits and juices, but I’m trying to experiment with new types of food, too (especially the herbivore meal). I, however, avoid kale at all costs. It’s disgusting and you can’t make me change my mind about it. My roommates and I go at separate times and usually sit with different circles of friends. While my rooster roommate is quite literally he early bird, being there at 7:15, I usually get to the dining hall at 7:50-ish. This is mildly inconvenient because by that time, most of the seats are occupied, however, I can always sit with my Drama Club friends, whom we discuss the latest club gossip, any ideas for upcoming performances and costumes, the choreography or tasks. Since I’m in the backstage crew, I’m responsible for making and repairing costumes. I always make sure to listen to others’ suggestions and ideas, however, I like to mix and match things so the outfit fits the character as well as possible. I usually make sure to match the color scheme to the color of the fur or feather of the animal, than I look at the colors, which suit the character in the play and then I go for the overall design and color scheme, which I think best brings out the personality of both the actor and the character, but also has a little of me in it. For the latter, I try to add a little green to the outfit. When I designed Legoshi’s costume for example, his cape was connected by a green brooch on his neck.

I usually don’t make any strict plans for the day, just a list as to what to expect. I found that I usually can’t run by a schedule. It makes me stressed. And stress ruffles my feathers.

After breakfast, I head to my first morning class, which begins at 9:00 AM. During the morning classes, we have some more difficult subjects, like maths, languages or sciences – the ones, which require more concentration to learn. This is a practice, which benefit the students, since our brain is (supposedly) more fresh and awake in the morning and we can pay better attention to our teachers. We have language and math lessons every day, while science subjects are rotated throughout the week. I hate to admit it, but Maths is probably my worst subject. If Legoshi didn’t introduce me to his friend to tutor me, I would most likely fail.

I usually don’t meet any friends or roommates during my classes. Since I’m a third-year student, sometimes we have double lessons of the same subject. These are typical in the subjects, of which we might face an entry exam of, should we go to university. Personally, I’d like to go to university, but I highly doubt I’d study sciences, law or finances. I think I’d rather learn history or arts.

AFTERNOON

Lunch break is between 1 PM and 2 PM. Since this is not that much time to get in line and eat your meal in a normal pace, most students visit the school supplies shop, found at multiple places in the school buildings. Not me though. It usually takes me about 10-15 minutes to get from my class to the cafeteria, so I have plenty of time to enjoy a meal. Since most of the students visit the school supply shops, the line is not that long, so I usually get my meal by 1:25. The meal is usually the same, although if I feel fancy, I get myself a fruit yogurt parfait, too.

Afternoon classes are between 2 PM and 6 PM. During these classes, we have more relaxed subjects, like history, culture, art and music. My favorite subject of all these must be art. I really enjoy drawing. It lets me let out my creativity. This might come as a surprise, but I’m actually pretty good at drawing. I even won a few prizes at competitions. I’m not majorly talented like the mainstream artists, but I’m just drawing for the fun of it. If I improve, it’s just the icing on the cake. Most of the students are allowed to leave the last class at 5:45 PM in order to avoid them being late for extracurricular activities.

These activities take place between 6 PM and 8 PM and include clubs and extra lessons for those who need a bit of extra training in a subject. The time is not set in stone, however. Drama Club can last a lot longer. We sometimes have rehearsals for until 12 AM. It’s pretty exhausting, but I love every second of it.

I can’t take part in every club meeting, though. Since I need tutoring in Maths to keep my grades at acceptable levels, I see Legoshi’s friend, Jack, twice a week on Wednesday and on Friday. We usually discuss the topics of the latest lessons and then we do some tasks related to them. If I get lost, he is quick to point out my mistakes and explains how to solve problems. He should probably become a teacher. He explains everything so well! It’s always easy to understand and he has the patience to repeat everything 100 times if I need it. I hope it doesn’t bother him, though.

EVENING

Dinner is served between 7 PM and 9:30 PM. For dinner, they usually serve ramen, sushi or egg rolls with different kinds of dipping sauces. Sometimes, dessert is also served in the form of cakes or other sweets. I usually go with veggie rolls and soy sauce and I more often than not leave the dessert. You know, because the majority is cake and… cakes need… eggs? And I’m an avian… I can’t always make it to dinner due to the club, but I always make sure to have some food on me for me to be able to eat something.

After dinner, or after club, I return to the dorm, where I write my homework and study for any upcoming tests. It takes a lot of energy since most of my schoolwork is a bit difficult, but it’s nothing I can’t manage. After this, I get ready for the night by taking a long hot shower and reading a good book. I’m currently reading a book called The Black Widow. It’s about a female deer, who marries for money then kills the husbands in various different ways.

If I don’t feel like reading, I draw or chat with my roommates to discuss each other’s days. Their lives a lot simpler than mine considering that most of them isn’t a member of any clubs.

This is how my weekdays are.

During the weekends, I usually get up a bit later, usually at around 8 or 8:30 AM. I don’t have the time to have breakfast because I go the Drama Club as soon as I can to work on the costumes and the decoration planning. At weekends, my roommates and I usually clean the room in order to avoid any unwanted unpleasant events with the dorm mother. We also study a lot for tests, too.

If I’m done with all my schoolwork and club duties, I call my boyfriend and we go to see a movie or go clothes shopping. I don’t always buy clothes, I mostly go to the different stores to get inspiration and to see, what colors are trending in the different seasons. My boyfriend, Aiden, isn’t really a fond of this, but he still comes with me. We also try to spend some time together in private but we mostly chat or discuss different topics. We sometimes just sink into a deep conversation for hours. I love talking to him and being with him a lot.

During the weekends, I also stay up late to either chat with Aiden or to get on with my club work, I work some more on the costumes and decorations.

One thing’s for sure. I’m always up for the new challenges the new day brings me.

[artemismoon12writes]

Title: Robin, Prince Eric, and Two Zombies Walk into a Pizzeria

Daltonfic Big Bang; Week 4, Day 4; Halloween 

“I thought we weren’t supposed to wear costumes to Avery’s party?” “I told you, you should have dressed up.”  “We’re not going to the party.”

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“We are far too old to go trick or treating!”

“Come on, it’ll be fun!” Wes said, dragging Danny behind him.

Wes’ Robin costume was something he’d worn before, but it still fit so he’d pulled it on. Danny was protesting, pulling down the arms on the Prince Eric costume Wes had forced him into. He hadn’t wanted to dress up, he’d just wanted to go to the alumni party, eat a bowl of chips, and forget about how badly he’d messed up in front of the whole NYU swim team yesterday.

Wes didn’t accept those excuses, shoving him into whatever he’d had in his closet until something came out of it.  

“Why do you even own a flute?” Danny asked, trying hard not to drop the instrument which Wes had tucked into the wide blue sash at his waist.

“It was my sisters- actually so is that scarf, so we can’t get it dirty.” Wes said in way of explanation, pulling him down the road.

“How about we just put it all back? Avery said it isn’t a costume party.”

“I told you, we don’t care about Sanchez, or Avery, or Justin, or whoever is throwing the alumni party this year. I’m taking you trick or treating!”

Danny groaned, “We’re just a block away. Can we just go there instead?”

“Hey Danny.”

Wes and Danny turned to see their fellow alumni- who Wes was constantly forgetting still lurked around New York- on the other side of the car-logged sideroad. Logan stopped mid wave, concerned. Derek was with Logan, presumably both heading to the Dalton party.

“You okay?”

“He’s fine Logan!” Wes said, rolling his eyes. Danny elbowed him, he liked Logan- besides, that was all high school drama, they were college kids now.

Logan crossed the street anyways, definitely not in the Halloween spirit; though Derek made an effort by smearing his face with zombie paint and just wearing his old soccer uniform.

“I thought we weren’t supposed to wear costumes to Avery’s party?” Logan asked.

“I told you, you should have dressed up.” Derek told his tall friend.

Wes frowned. “We’re not going to the party.”

“Then why are you out?” Derek asked. “I mean, Avery’s got the whole 23rd floor of the Augustine booked for this.”

Danny saw his chance. “Because Wes says he wants to take me trick or treating. It’s so stupid right?”

“You’ve never been! I can’t let this continue!” Wes exclaimed, waving the pillowcase he’d grabbed in his optimism.

Danny looked over to Derek and Logan, hoping for support from reasonable adults, but only found shocked expressions.

“Never?”

“Not even once?” Logan asked.

“God, I went every year, and then just got more candy until Amanda was too old for me to babysit her.” Derek said. “Trick or treating is the shit. Were your parents religious or something?”

Danny shrugged, feeling self conscious. He’d already had the same argument with Wes. “They just, never saw the point? Isn’t it a little weird to run around asking for candy?”

“It’s free candy!” Derek insisted, “It’s a tradition. Shit, I’ve wanted an excuse since I was a kid- Logan we have-”

Logan was ahead of him, pulling a tie out of his pocket to wrap around his head and wiping some of Derek’s zombie makeup on his thumb to smear haphazardly on his own cheek. “Hughes, we’re helping. Avery can deal for one night. You cannot go an entire life without trick or treating.”

Danny looked at Logan like he was nuts. “It’s not a big deal!”

“No it is! And I’m glad Hughes got you dressed up, two blocks up is a whole line of brownstones and they’ll be perfect.”

“You don’t even have a bag!”

“We’ll share!” Wes insisted, confused but elated that he now had allies in this- even if they were unexpected. “It’s not really about the candy, but the experience.”

“How often can you say you can just walk around, knocking on people’s doors, and they welcome- no- encourage it!” Derek said, jogging ahead of them backwards because he already knew where Logan was suggesting.

“This is insane.” Danny said, almost stumbling over a pile of soggy leaves from the park beside them. “We should just go to Aver-“

“He will understand!” Wes insisted, shoving Danny forward with the bag in hand. “Hell, Logan, text him- maybe we can get a whole convoy going.”

“Nah, I’m cutting it close already. You can’t go trick or treating without a costume, and he definitely won’t be wearing one.”

“Because we’re adults-”

“If it makes you feel better,” Wes said as they rounded the corner, “we can give the candy away afterwards.”

Danny wasn’t convinced; but the line of brownstones in front of them did seem to be much more fun than a crowded, stuffy lounge party at the Augustine would have been. Plastic skeletons hung up on the bannisters, softly glowing jack-o-lanterns, and fake spiderwebs strung like candy floss between each townhouse. Little kids swarmed, dressed as what were probably cartoon characters Danny was too old to understand- mixed with the classic horror monsters that endured across the ages.

“Come on- wait no, not that one. The light’s off.” Derek said.

“They have a pumpkin though.” Wes pointed out.

“God, you guys just go to the next house. The lady’s in a witch outfit

Danny found himself pushed in front of a woman in a tattered, but incredibly clean, dress wearing a black, pointed hat on her green wig.

“Uh trick or treat?” He said hesitantly.

She gave a high pitched laugh. Danny jumped, startled at the sound. She then laughed more softly, looking up from under her hat with a smile.

“Hey, you’re a little older than I expected.”

Danny’s little chorus piped up: “It’s his first time!” “His parents never took him!” “It’s unfair!”

She raised her eyebrows, examining the group. “Well, I have to agree. How old are you now?”

“20.” Danny admitted, embarrassed to be standing on the stairs of a brownstone with this lady judging him and his parents. They weren’t perfect, but he still felt compelled to defend them.

“Well this is long overdue.” She said, digging into the bowl in her lap and dumping a huge handful of fun-sized Kit Kats into the pillow case. “Hey were is everyone else’s bags?”

Logan shrugged. “It’s more about Danny.”

Wes elbowed him out of the way. “We thought we’d share!”

“It was a spur of the moment thing.” Derek admitted.

“Okay, well since you’re all dressed up.” She threw three more into the bag.

“Happy Halloween!” She called, sending them scurrying down the stairs and onto the next house.”

“Happy Halloween!” The group called, even Danny.

Wes slung his arm around Danny, pulling him up the next stairs to ring the bell. “See that wasn’t so bad.”

“I just-”

“Trick or Treat!” The group chorused again; dissolving into laughter when the man at the door came out with a bushy beard, silky nightgown, and a sign on his chest saying ‘Freudian Slip’.

The night continued like that, with Danny getting more and more comfortable as they made their way down the block. Most at the door saw the humour, or if they even questioned the quartet, only clucked in sympathy and gave Danny an extra handful. If anything, it was Logan who got the most flack for his lack of preparedness. One woman made him recite the Monster Mash for candy because he didn’t ‘try hard enough’.

By the end, they had half a pillowcase and crashed into a pizzeria that may or may not be owned by Wes’ family.

“I told you you’d enjoy it!” Wes said, spreading their haul out on the table as Derek waited for the full pizza they’d worked up an appetite for.

Danny looked away, “I guess.”

“You guess?” Logan sat back on the chair; knocking everything without a ‘peanut-free’ symbol out of his pile. “It was fun, admit it.”

“Maybe it was.”

“Pizza’s here!” Derek announced, placing the box on the table. They forgot to specific it wasn’t for take-out, so Derek started playing with the plastic ‘table’ as they dug in.

“You glad you went?” Logan asked.

“Yeah.”

“Of course! Everyone got to do it at least once!”

“Just once.”

“Happy Halloween Danny. Next year we’ll hit up the bars, but this year, just pretend we’re not all decrepit old people.”

“I’ll try.”

[instantangelstudent-blog]

Damian Wayne High School Headcannons

• Damian Wayne was a Gotham Academy legacy

• EVERYONE knew who he was

• Mostly because of his ultra popular brothers

• First there was Golden Boy Dick Grayson

• Then came Smartest-Boy-In-Gotham Jason Todd

• After him was Tech Genius Tim Drake who so infamously dropped out to open up his own (very successful) ethical hacking startup

• And now Damian Wayne

•Mysterious

• Broody

•Straight A student

•And good god was he gorgeous

•You, like all of the straight female population of Gotham Academy, had a crush on Damian at at least one point in your high life

•Come mid freshman year, your straight female classmates and gay male classmates were over the moon when Damian Wayne stepped into AP Bio in his full Adonis like glory

•God had he gotten buffer over the summer?

•You could hear them audibly sigh as he walked in

•No one could rock the uniform like he could

•Surprise surprise

•He sat alone

•You got over your crush over him last year

•Soccer and student government and maintaining your 4.0 GPA as well as your social life took a lot of effort

•You didn’t have the time to nurture a hopeless crush

•Lab partners were assigned that day

•Guess who was your lab partner?

•Damian Wayne

•You could only sheepishly smile at the girls who you could call acquaintances

•You would give up your seat if you could

•“Hey I’m (Y/N)”

•You stuck out your hand

•“Yes I heard”

•He gave you a deadpan stare not bothering to take your hand

•He turned on his heel and went his own way

•You rolled your eyes

•There goes your will to try and at least be friends with him

•For a few months, all your conversations were just a few words

•All about dissection and volumes of reactants and what not

•Which was leaps and bounds more than what anyone else got anyway

•Every thursday, you stayed back at the library to catch up on your homework

•Suddenly, Damian began turning up too

•Which was extremely weird because you knew this guy never stuck around school longer than necessary

•What surprised you even more was when he plopped down in front of you

•You eyed him curiously before going back to your work

•So it became sort of a tradition between you two

•No words were spoken

•It was a silent pact that you would bring him food and he would drop you home in his car

•Eventually small nods turned into small murmurs

•Those murmurs turned to sentences

•Sentences to guffaws

•Loud enough for the librarian to shoo the both of you out

•You spent almost the entire summer with Damian

•You went to fairs

•Went to a cooking class

•Where you learnt Damian and pots and pans did not mix

•You found out he was Robin

•Rather comically

•When Robin saved you from a mugger when you were stupid enough to take a shortcut home instead of the main road

•You recognised him immediately

•The cheekbones

•The jaw

•You waited till he escorted you to your doorstep

•You turned and pulled him inside and shut the door

•“YOU’RE ROBIN?!”

•You yelled as you ripped off his domino mask revealing his gorgeous emerald eyes

•Yep you had caught the feelings

•“How did you know?”

•“You must be a diFFERENT LEVEL OF DERANGED IF YOU THINK A BLOODY DOMINO MASK AND A RIDICULOUSLY BRIGHT OUTFIT WOULD STOP ME FROM RECOGNISING MY BEST FRIEND”

•He chuckled and pulled you into a hug

•“I’m glad we don’t have any secrets anymore”

•He kissed your forehead and was gone through the window before you could react

•Beginning of sophomore year, everybody thought y’all were dating

•Oh you really wished they were true

•Damian did too

•God he wished he had the courage to just utter out those three small words

•Everyone shipped you

•Dick

•Jason

•Tim

•Alfred

•Hell, even Bruce did

•You got busy again with your extra curriculars

•Damian came to support you for each and every match of yours

•Sometimes you just wanted to kiss him

•You really did

•And you almost did sometimes

•But alas, courage failed you at the last moment

•At the beginning of December, you told Damian you couldn’t have your library sessions for the month

•You saw his face fall

•You quickly explained you were the head of the Organising Committee for the Winter Formal

•So what did Damian do?

•He joined the committee

•The dating rumours just got refueled

•Que the smirks from your friends as you eventually coerced Damian into sitting on your table

•“He likes you (Y/N)”

•“No, (Y/B/F/N) I like him”

•It was as though you were oblivious to how he looked at you when you were laughing at something dumb that happened at the lunch table

•Or when he practically walked you to all your classes, despite himself him.being late

•How about the time when he let you lay your head on his shoulders when you were practically surviving on 3 hours of sleep during midterms?

•Your friends wondered hOw CoULD yOU bE sO Blind?

•Back at Wayne Manor, Bruce Wayne was utterly shocked

•His son was smiling

•And laughing

•Damian Wayne

•Grandson of the Devil himself

•Was smiling

•And laughing

•Like a crazed hyena

•With quite a large group of people

•“Get used to it, Master Wayne” Alfred said with a proud smile before entering the room with a tray full of goodies

•Your best friend’s crush didn’t ask her to winter formal

•So you decided to go stag

•Much to Damian’s dismay

•Just when he gathered the courage to you out

•So when he you hurried down the stairs in a figure hugging gown that glimmered like little crystals in the light, he was awestruck

•You were rushing

•You were late to have a final once over for the decorations

•Damian couldn’t speak

•You gave Damian a once over, before shaking your head

•You suddenly walked so close  

•In the heels, you were almost his height

•Your head just reached his chin

•He looked down at you with pure adoration in his eyes

•You were rambling on and on about something about the DJ table and the punch

•You were close enough that he could easily count the lashes on your eyes

•You were fixing his tie

•Suddenly, you felt Damian wrapping his hands around your waist, pulling you closer

•Your breath hitched in your throat as he leaned his forehead against yours

•Your mind was blank

•All you could see were green eyes and feel his breath on your face

•“You look absolutely stunning (Y/N)”

•One hand caressed your face

•Another pulled you closer

•He leaned in

•There was a hair’s breadth between your lips

•You closed the gap tangling your fingers in his hair

•You pulled apart a few minutes later with the biggest grin on your face

•Before looking at the time

•And rushing out the door

•With your hand clasped in Damian’s

I reallllly hope y'all like these and to everyone who sent in a request? THANK YOU SO MUCH. I’ll be working on them over this week. Sorry I couldn’t get to them sooner. School is kicking my ass. Hope you like it