#dc muse

[spadenburner]

"They are lovers you do not want to meet..."

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[oh23]

Jason is that one unemployed sibling who texts you weird shit at 3:27 pm on a Tuesday.

Like, Dick, sweating his ass off in his police uniform getting a text from Jason, which btw, extremely rare- and it's just a Twin tomato (two tomatoes grown as one ykwim) and captioned w "ur ass"

or Tim is in the middle of his board meeting and he gets an email from Red Hood and hes like stressing out chcking it only to find a pic of his apartment's kitchen's pantry asking "why dont you have salt?"

and then damian coming back from school to see his phone full of texts from Jason and it's all pics of ugly animals and every pic is captioned with "u" "u again" "wow u"

Bruce getting a morse code going "check phone" and it's a video of Jason flying away on an alien helicopter contraption with Roy yelling after him asking him to get down and jason saying he doesnt know how this shit works.

[quiidam]

I think that all of the Batkids get a different version of Bruce as a father. But I think part of what makes his relationship with Dick so unique is that he was almost like a teen dad when he raised him. Yes, he was well into his late twenties early thirties but this man had never had a pet let alone been responsible for another life when he started raising Dick. He knew nothing about children. So of course he let Dick drink coffee and pull all nighters with him, started teaching him how to drive at eight years old, let him bulk up on protein shakes instead of eating regular meals and read any kind of book he could get his hands on. He vents about his life to Dick, no real boundary of parent and child. He’s the reason Dick climbs and jumps from every high point in the Manor— he’s a flying Grayson, he can handle himself. Until Alfred steps in starts explaining to Bruce that children need boundaries, that children are fragile. Dick still jokes about some of the things he was allowed to do as a child, Bruce still cringes.

[byeke]

their reactions are based on the emotional turmoil I went through seeing Bruce in the Nightwing suit for the first time

he looks so exposed....

(based on Nightwing #116 - panels under the cut)

nevermind the fact that bruce stripped butt naked in front of babs and probably at least 2 apartment buildings

[nanenna]

A bit of detective work

A continuation of this post, now separated so you don't have to scroll forever to get to the newest installment. Also: masterpost

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After escorting the Fentons back to their home, Batman, Wonder Woman, and Constantine mutually agreed it was best to stick around Amity Park for a little while. Constantine wandered off to look around on the civilian side, while Batman of course kept his promise to excuse Danny from school. Wonder Woman, also of course, kept with him. Sadly even as a very prominent member of the Justice League, well known to be one of the founders, somehow in situations like this it always took twice as long to get anywhere with civilians if he didn’t have at least one other League member with him.

“Hello, how can I help you?” the secretary asked with a forced grin as the two heroes entered the school’s front office.

“Good morning,” Diana said cheerfully, thankfully taking point. “I’m not sure who we should speak to, we’re here to excuse a student.”

“Oh, you are?” The secretary looked unsure, glancing back and forth between the two heroes.

“Yes, he’s currently marked with an unexcused absence, we’re here to change it to an excused absence.”

“Right…” the secretary squinted up at them suspiciously. Or rather, up at Diana suspiciously. “Well, if you would just hold on one moment please.” The secretary picked up an old style land line and pressed a button. “Principal Ishiyama, there’s a Mr. Batman and a… Ms. Wonder Woman here, they wish to speak about a student’s absence.” The secretary made a few “I’m listening” sounds before hanging up. They turned their attention back to the League members. “Principal Ishiyama’s office is just down that hall.”

“Thank you!” Diana beamed at the secretary before walking confidently down the hallway, Batman at his side.

The inside of Principal Ishiyama’s office is rather cramped,clearly intended pubescent children and not adults who keep such active lifestyles. Diana graciously sits in one of the austere, hard chairs. Batman chooses to remain standing.

“Now, what’s this all about?” Ishiyama asked, eyeing Wonder Woman warily.

How odd, it was usually Batman that everyone eyed suspiciously.

“We’re here about Daniel Fenton’s absence,” Diana started. She paused long enough for the principal to pull up the young man’s information. “The investigation is ongoing so we can’t give out any details, but last night we rescued Danny from kidnappers. He has been returned to his parents, but for obvious reasons he will not be back in school today.”

“Ah, I see,” the principal said. She did not seem to see. “And you want his absence excused?”

“If the police had come to you saying he’d been kidnapped,” Batman stated clinically.

“Yes, right, of course.” The principal set about clicking a few things on her computer before returning her full attention to the heroes. “Was there anything else?”

It was almost refreshing how easy that had been. Normally Batman would have to lay out what he meant in excruciating detail and have whoever was with him repeat it before a civilian in half a position of power listened to him, outside of Gotham anyway. “Dr. Madeline Fenton was upset not to have been informed of Danny’s absence,” Batman stated.

Ishiyama flinched, “Oh dear. Thank you for warning me, I shall look into that before they arrive later.” She rubbed the bridge of her nose.

“Dr. Madeline Fenton also stated that everyone in Amity Park knows about the Ghost King.”

“Ghost King?” The principal looked up in surprise, “What does he…? No wait, ongoing investigation.” She side eyed Diana warily, then sighed as she looked back towards Batman. “Last year the Ghost King got out of his sarcophagus, we still don’t know how, and pulled all of Amity Park into the Ghost Zone. Fortunately Phantom, along with the help of most of the town, managed to put him back in the sarcophagus.”

“Why didn’t you contact the Justice League for help?” Diana asked with a frown on her face.

“How were we supposed to do that from inside the Ghost Zone?” The principal asked with a raised brow. “By the time we were back in the real world everything was over and dealt with, aside from cleaning up all the damage his army of skeletons did.”

“And Phantom is?” Batman prompted.

“Out local hero, I suppose. At first he was a menace, but recently the good he does far outweighs the inevitable collateral damage.”

Batman leaned forward, looming over Ishiyama’s desk. “Are you aware the Justice League has programs specifically meant to give support to minors doing hero work?”

“I was not, but considering Phantom is a ghost we’re not sure exactly how old he is. Either way, you’re here now.”

“Yes, and we should speak with the mayor about the supervillain attack recovery programs the Justice League also has.”

Ishiyama smiled and nodded along, “That sounds like a wonderful idea.”

Once out of the school and walking towards city hall, Diana turned to Bruce. “Phantom is a minor?”

“He is described as appearing to be in his mid-teens, strangely no photos of him despite there being photos of other ghosts all over the residents’ social medias and newspaper articles.”

“That is odd,” Diana mused.

“This whole town is odd,” Constantine said as he sidled up to them. “Apparently getting sucked into, and I quote, the lime jello dimension by the ghost king is just another Tuesday here.”

“The principal called it the Ghost Zone,” Diana supplied.

“A silly thing to call the Infinite Realms, but not the silliest name it’s been given over the eons. What I don’t get is how Pariah Dark got bloody out for a day and not one single person noticed, that should’ve been a huge event everyone even remotely sensitive to æther should’ve felt.”

“You believe someone intentionally hid this event?” Batman asked.

“It’s the only thing that makes a lick of sense, but that would take either someone scarily powerful or a group of very powerful people. And that’s not even getting into the why.”

“Perhaps this cult wasn’t the first to attempt to summon him,” Batman mused darkly. “Someone chose to release him, and since Amity Park is already a ghost hotspot I can see why this is where they’d choose to attempt such a thing.”

Constantine nodded along, “I was thinking the same thing. But it gets worse, no one in the JLD has heard or sensed a single thing about this town before today. I’m thinking it’s less someone chose to cloak Pariah Dark specifically and more someone is cloaking the whole town and everything going on inside it.”

“Then how did whoever freed Pariah Dark know to come here for their attempt?” Diana asked, “How did this cult know enough to use one of the residents as a sacrifice?”

“Ain’t that just the million pound question?” Constantine asked airily. “Along with: how did they even get into the Infinite Realms to let the bloody tyrant out?” The group fell into silence, no one having an answer to that question. “So, what next?”

“We’re heading to the mayor’s office to make sure they’re aware of Justice League resources that are available to anyone who’s suffered from villain attacks,” Diana answered.

“Despite numerous attacks and complaints of collateral damage, not one request from Amity Park for villain attack relief,” Batman added.

“Now that is interesting,” Constantine said.

[aza-trash-can]

No more Jason calling Tim "replacement" in fanon

Jason should call him "pending lawsuit"

Consider:

Tim as Red Robin: *patrolling through crime alley* Jason: Hey! No pending lawsuits allowed here! I'm not a damn lawyer! Tim: I will bust Two-Face out for this I sweAR TO GOD-

[chronicwhorebatman]

“batman should kill the joker” is a tired argument. batman should try fucking the joker and maybe then nobody would be dead

[ourrechte-blog]

On the Infinite Realms being mentioned in DC

It's common to use the Infinite Realms as the go-to name for the space between universes whenever making crossovers. But in DC, there already is a name for the in-between spaces. It's called the Bleed Which is actually pretty interesting meta wise, as the white edge you get when you print comics, that gets trimmed before getting to the stores. That's called the bleed. It's literally a 4th wall thing

[moralityandmusings]

DP x DC: Crossover with (CW) The Flash

Danny wasn't sure whose idea it was to go to Central City for the launch of the new S.T.A.R. Labs particle accelerator, but he was not going to complain about not having to worry about ghost attacks for a couple of days. Since it was just his class going, Jazz was in charge of monitoring for ghost activity and preventing his parents from causing too much property damage or physical injuries. Danny, Tucker, and Sam followed their class as they exited the bus in front of S.T.A.R. Labs main building where a tour guide was set to meet them and show them around the labs and give them an special look at the particle accelerator before it was set to turn on that night. Danny was practically vibrating with excitement at the opportunity to dig into the engineering and construction behind the accelerator and ask the scientists in charge of building it questions. Sam and Tucker could really care less, but they entertained all of Danny's ramblings with minimal complaint because they were glad to see their friend truly enjoying himself without the looming threat of a ghost attack. Danny would have said the tour was going fantastic up to this point. He'd asked his questions, seen the accelerator tunnel up close, and even got to look at some other projects S.T.A.R. Labs was working on as they toured some of the laboratory spaces. Then, Dr. Harrison Wells stepped into the room, and Danny felt something in his gut drop. The man was a genius, the mastermind behind some of S.T.A.R. Labs latest and greatest scientific achievements. But something about the smile he had cast towards the tour group as he greeted them and introduced himself just didn't feel right to Danny. He knew it wasn't something ghost-related. He would have sensed another ghost nearby. But he felt something nudging the back of his memory, like a word on the tip of his tongue he just could not quite grasp. The tour finished without issue, and the class went outside to join the crowd waiting for the particle accelerator to turn on. Danny kept feeling that gut instinct that something was going to go wrong. And then, it exploded.

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Ten months later Danny's phone dinged with a video sent by Tucker. The video, titled "Central City's Flash: Who is He?", showed a red blur rush past the cameras into a burning building and a lightning speed evacuate what appeared to be the entire building. It was only a couple months after that when Clockwork warned Danny that something was messing with the timelines and requested he go to Central City to investigate how to stop the breaches from occuring. Much to Danny's suprise when he is floating invisibly through the remainder and partially rebuilt buildings of S.T.A.R. Labs, he sees Dr. Harrison Wells enter a secret room via a panel in a hallway wall. Danny, curious, follows him into the room and is shocked to discover that Dr. Wells is moonlighting as who the public knows as Reverse-Flash. Danny is even more surprised when Dr. Wells turns around and looks directly at him before saying: "I was wondering when exactly you would show up."

[reginalusus]

Some experimental animation stuff with The Character. There are obvious mistakes but it was fun making him move a little. <3

[keodraws]

yeah so theres this android in my brain. hes not paying rent.

[spadenburner]

"There is only one truth!"

╭─────╮ ◦ Kudo Shinichi, He/him◦ ◦Age 17, born May 2nd◦ ◦The Heisei Holmes, I regularly work with the TMPD on cases. Yes, I am related to the infamous Kid Killer. I will tell him hi for you. No, I am not allowed to dislcose the case I was away on, but keep up the curiosity.◦ ◦ ACD Holmes fan, marine enthusiast, and Night Barroneer◦ ╰─────╯ Tag: #HeiseiHolmes-KudoShinichi

[s-darling-art]

‼️💜SPOILER ALERT💜‼️ Stephanie Spoiler ongoing when????

W/o text under the cut

[damian-al-ghul-wayne]

I enjoy drawing the pretty things in front of me, despite them possibly annoying me before they tragically fall asleep in the middle of playing cheese vikings.

[river-bottom-nightmare]

idk but to me something so quintessential about timothy drake is that he is your average american teenage boy and as your average teenage american boy he is viscerally and desperately terrified of loneliness. the way he latched on to every single aspect of dick's life in an attempt to be close to someone who showed him kindness as a child, the way he'll lower his distinctly bruce-wayne-shaped walls to let in young justice because once his friends know him they won't leave him, hell the way he somehow keeps up his friendship with ives despite all the times he's dropped off the radar. something about this child is such an achingly yearning beast which adores company that he rips through typical fantastical comic book angst and falls straight back into the behavior of My New Neighbor The Average American Teenage Boy in a way i don't think i consciously realized until recently

[quiidam]

Love seeing comic panels of Bruce and Dick working together where Bruce is hunched over some document or sitting at the Batcomputer while Dick is doing a handstand or using something expensive as his personal jungle gym. They work best like this. I imagine the first time Dick helps out with the Justice League not only are they all completely unaccustomed a child in a professional environment but none of them are prepared for the adorable nine year old doing backflips off all the equipment while he discusses forensic evidence. One of the Leaguers makes the mistake of trying to correct Dick and tell him to ‘stop messing around’. Bruce, protective of his son and deeply respecting his little partner in crime fighting, isn’t having any of that and immediately levels them with a look that could cut glass and says: “He’s working. I suggest you stop sitting on your hands and do the same.”