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[captain-krow-drozdov]

Danny Is An Alternate Version Of Ra's Al Ghul And Flash Already Called Dibs On Adopting Him

Danny In All His Sleep Deprived Slightly Scuffed Up From A Fight Glory Is On His Way To Clockworks Tower To Hopefully Get A Nap And Maybe Some Homework Done When A Natural Portal Opens Up In Front Of Him And Proceeds To Unceremoniously Drop Him In The DC Verse Just Outside Of Central City Before Promptly Closing Leaving A Tired Danny Behind In A Run Down Abandoned Parking Lot.

It's Times Like This When Danny Regrets Putting Off Learning How To Make His Own Portals, Cause Now He Is Very Much Stuck For The Foreseeable Future And He Has No Idea Where Or When He Is. Luckily For Him However Central City Isn't Too Far Away, Unlucky For Him However Is That Once In The City He Realizes This Isn't His Dimension. He's Pretty Sure He'd Remember Something Called The Justice League.

So What Do You Do When Supernatural Bullshit Fails You? You Fall Back On Your Mad Scientist Roots And You Make A Portal Gun. So That's Exactly What Danny Plans To Do.

Unfortunately Staying Alive And Building Questionably Safe Portal Technology Requires Money And Supplies, So He Ends Up Wandering From City To City Doing Odd Jobs/Fixing Up Busted Tech For Cash Or Unwanted Electronics For His "Operation: Get Home" Needs. This Obviously Ends In A Few Superhero Encounter Shenanigans.

Though He Always Ends Up Back Near Central City, Both On The Off Chance The Natural Portal Will Open Up Again And Because Out Of All The Superheroes That Apparently Exist In This Universe The Speedsters Are His Favorite (Red Robin Is Solidly His Second Favorite Ever Since The Gotham Vigilante Gave Him A Large Coffee Filled With Enough Caffeine To Kill A Man).

Unbeknownst To Danny However Is That Every Hero/Vigilante He Has Encountered Has Come To At Least One Of The Following Conclusions; 1. Run Away Meta Who Is In Desperate Need Of A Good Meal/Adoption Bait. 2. Possibly Red Robin/Tim Drake Clone 3. A Good Kid But Could Possibly Be A Future Rouge If Left Unsupervised. 4. Did Bats Get A New Kid And Why Is He Here?

All Flash Knows Is That He Saw The Kid First And Therefore Has Dibs. Suck It Bruce.

Fast-forward A Few Months And Danny Gets Hurt During A Rogue Attack While Trying To Help Some Civilians Get To Safety (Old Hero Habits Die Hard (Ha Die Hard) And All That Jazz) And He Nopes Out Once Everyone Is Safe And When The Paramedics Are Busy With Other People Unaware He Left A Blood Sample Behind.

One DNA Test Brought To You By Paranoid Bat Concerns Of A Possible Red Robin Clone Later And They Find Out That Dannys DNA Matches One Ra's Al Ghul.

They Now Think Danny Is An Escaped Ra's Al Ghul Clone.

Memes For The Vibes:

[hinamie]

itakugi sillies fr the soul

[daphnebishop]

It's not about the crown, Daph. She'd wanted to tell him she knew it wasn't. Wanted more than anything to ask him if any of it was about what either of them thought? She had wanted all the answers before she knew what had happened to Ronnie, her desperate pursuit of them all had led her here, holding crumbled petals with an ache in her chest she couldn't free herself of- it wasn't about the flower crown, no. It was about him, about being here, moving on when Daphne was right where he'd last left her. She had answers, but it did not absolve her of all the grief so intimately entangled with her love and regret that she could not figure out where the ribbons had begun to even understand how she could untangle them.

She looked to him the moment he said her name the way he had, a silent snap of her gaze; then what was it? She should have asked, but the weight of her name from his lips pushed her to her feet and had Daphne wordlessly walking away. She'd cried in front of him once; pride would not allow it a second time. It seemed all Daphne could do these days was walk away.

[the camp grounds]

Hell, that was what this place was...purgatory? Whatever religious metaphor you believe in, Daphne had considered them all. It didn't matter in the end. It boiled down to the fact that this all felt like a punishment. One she would have happily slipped away from if she had not in some small and significant way believed she deserved it; years of coasting through life, unapologetic in her pursuit of answers, she'd never paused to ask herself what came next. What when you have all you've ever wanted? Will the sacrifices be worth it all, then? A selfish part of her liked to believe if she had given this up, this pursuit of her sister then maybe she would have learned to be okay. Ronnie still would have existed here, even if she didn't know. Daphne chased the thought away, it was unthinkable, her sisters were more a part of her than the heart aching in her chest at times. When she felt there was no way she could possibly go on, no way she could face another damned day she did for them, because of them.

She'd paid the price for it, lost more than she bargained for and rather than being afforded the kindness of slinking away in secret to lick her wounds she was forced to face them, again and again like a bruise he pressed each time he crossed her line of sight. It made this weekend especially cruel, while he teamed up with a friend who didn't deserve her ire, and still watching them together, knowing they went to bed in the same place, doing God knows what it settled inside of Daphne with an uncomfortable weight she could not walk off. No matter how long she walked, circling the field over and over before dawn had broke, before dew clung to grass.

Daphne couldn't sleep anyway, not in the joke of a shelter she and Aspen had won. This was all a fucking cosmic joke. Step over a line if all you've done your whole life is cross lines! She stomped against the ground as she paced. She should have left, but all paths led her back here anyway. Unwillingly to abandon Aspen or face whatever retribution she'd have to deal with if she escaped the social experiment early. After a while, when walking did nothing to alleviate her aching, Daphne sunk into the grass near a calm portion of the riverbed. Her grief anchoring her in place, she sat in silence, her gaze fixed across the river as she contemplated, not for the first time, leaving.

Daphne felt him sit, her breath hitching, her gaze unmoving as he spoke. She opened her mouth to speak, all the words collapsing behind her teeth. He was glad. A whimper of a sound, easily missed, struggled past the knot of emotion in her throat. Daphne turned silently to look at him. For what felt like ages, she said nothing, her brows furrowing together, a forlorn frown. You could have found out with me if you answered the letter, she thought with a bitter tug of frustration.

She knew, deeply, in some part she couldn't face, she'd done the cowards thing in leaving with a letter, as if it gave him a choice. A choice he made, she reminded herself, steeling her cracking resolve. Daphne couldn't tear her eyes away from his face. If this was to be her penance, then at least she could do is allow herself the stretch of silence between what she hoped and what was true. "Is this what we're doing now?" She asked, "Pretending?" Daphne exhaled with a nod, she could pretend too, if he had read her letter he'd have known she had left looking for Ronnie, the first real lead she'd had in months. She shuddered a breath, "I didn't know I was a witch...I still struggle to believe it. Believe any of it...like werewolves?" She rose a gaze over his face, her chest tightening. "I told you I was leaving to look for Ronnie. That I finally had a lead worth following," Daphne paraphrased her unanswered letter, "I didn't think you'd care if I found her or not. Silence is pretty loud, Nate."

Nate bit back a retort along the lines of I don't know what you're capable of anymore because what was the point in saying it? He didn't want to hurt her. Even if he was still reeling from the choices she'd made for them both. So he grit his teeth against the words that wanted to form and swallowed them back down.

Instead, he listened, confusion pulling his brows together as he realized she thought his problem was the flower crown and the way she'd destroyed it. Truthfully, it wasn't until this moment that he realized she'd been targeting it specifically. And for what? Because a girl had made it for him? If so, that was rich considering she'd spent the entire challenge openly flirting with another man.

And there was, of course, the fact that she'd left him.

Still, he took the crown in hand. "It's not about the crown, Daph."

But she was already walking away.

{{{ TIME SKIP }}}

He'd secured his tent (and thank god they'd snagged a good one, he'd begun to worry that by aligning herself with him, Cece would have to suffer for it) and now found himself wandering the campgrounds. He did have to admit that the exercises they'd been put through really had, at least for him, made him feel more like part of a community. Maybe he could find a place here after all.

It was that thought of home that lingered on his mind as his eyes fell on Daphne. His easy steps faltered a moment, feeling caught off guard and unprepared for another fight. Maybe this wasn't his place. Maybe he should leave it to her since she found it first. Fuck, since her sister was here.

His head was spinning.

She hadn't spotted him yet and with her back to him, she seemed much more relaxed. Peaceful even. It made something settle in his chest uncomfortably. But he found himself making his way toward her, anyway. Perhaps there was some way they could make this work.

"So," he said, drawing the word out as he settled into a spot beside her. His eyes were fixed ahead as hers had been, his energy non-confrontational. "You're a witch, huh? And Ronnie." He blew out a breath through puffed out cheeks. "I'm glad you have her back." It had been the final thing that destroyed them, after all. Her need to find her sister, his desperation to keep her beside him. He'd traced and retraced their steps and it always led right back there.

[moeblob]

So does he, Gallagher.

[nabaath-areng]

I have this one "OC" that does not yet have a name that I've drawn several times for a couple years. I was thinking that if I tried making them in FFXIV that I'd use elezen as a base... but then I remembered what other race have their near exact hairstyle... and now I'm like damn... I played myself...

[feketeribizli]

the type of vibes retired monty brings to the paddock

based on this pic of nico rosberg... continue pushing my lightning mcqueen is nico coded agenda 😁

my beautiful post here i just needed to have these side by side. by nico coded i firstly mean looks but i have a long list... dont ask tho i wouldnt be able to elaborate

[yangjeongin]

HYUNJIN | MOUNTAINS MV

[front-facing-pokemon]

[some-pers0n]

You can read about mental disorders and conditions for the sake of fun research but watch out!! the realization.

[midnightcrows]

Second & Seventh to serve the King Undying

[bowenoke]

you'd think a timeloop of mouthwashing would go so hard but unfortunately i think to remain true to the source material. the crew member stuck in the time loop WOULD have to be jimmy

[ender1821]

gempearl has been so insane in the past two sessions like what the heck. the divorce arc is not even that angsty anymore this is like watching a romcom where the two leads so OBVIOUSLY still want each other but they are just so ?? dumb ??????

gem has way more confidence in pearl's skills to kill and survive than pearl herself ?? pearl calling gem beautiful and awesome ??? "you've got ants on your pants" "yeah, they are called pearl" ???? THEM BOTH COMING BACK WITH A CAMEL ?????

and there's way more crazy things. they are insane for each other. they are never leaving the sunflower field nor the murder camel. they need to kiss each other so bad

p.d; imagine etho and impulse looking at each other awkwardly while gem and pearl are arguing (fighting to not jump from their camels) thinking "why are we even here". this camel shit is too serious i love it

godddd theyre insufferable i want them both dead <3

they never left that sunflower field. it’s always been about the 2v1. its about how in Gem’s eyes Pearl betrayed her in such a dishonourable way but in Pearl’s eyes it’s just the logical choice. they’re actively clinging to the very thing that symbolised their connection in the past season, now with the knowledge of how it will end if they were to try again, Gem now knowing that Pearl won’t choose her— why? why can’t she just give her this one small mercy? if she’s going to kill her anyway why can’t she at least make it honourable? why can’t you do it yourself, Pearl?

but of course. in Pearl’s eyes she can’t just do that. why risk her life here? they’re just in the middle of the season, there’s no need to have an all-out duel, she’s on her yellow life and all that…

and so that just leads to. whatever this mess is!!! yeah no im just spitballing sorry anon i agree this whole arc is so dumb and funny because on one hand you’ve got an actual conflict but on the other you get “you’ve got ants in your pants” “yeah they’re called Pearl”

oh yeah on Pearl’s end it has been made so very obvious that Pearl got Impulse/Tango on the camel just because Gem doesn’t want to. and she’s trying to make her jealous or whatever. poor minecraft men being subjected to yuri divorce

[samijey]

A lot going on here but I just wanna know if that full-on thigh squeezing from Jey at the end was really necessary (RAW 13/05/2024)

[tallsc]

Okay something I'm noticing with the current Green arc (which I've found incredibly interesting as a whole btw, I've just been busy irl so haven't found the time or words to do a full analysis on or contribute to every amazing analysis I've seen by other people) is the glasses.

Note: I don't have Tiktok and don't really have the ability to view things on it, and I don't have an Instagram either, so I may be missing a few things. I'm mainly focusing on the Youtube aspect of this.

I've seen mention that Green's been losing energy, getting less involved with their friends, and generally doing more clickbait-y and iffy videos. But also they've been starting to wear these glasses more - and I think that's a pretty direct representation of when Green's behavior, energy, creations, and friendship have all been going downhill.

For the basketball, superhero saga, and most of the Minecraft vlog (also the Tiktok announcement, which I'm not sure where that fits in), Green has just been Green, no glasses or anything. And that's when they seem to have the most energy, and have been doing things with their friends. Sure it's silly and a bit over-the-top, but it seems like everyone's legitimately having fun, and everyone's involved. I wouldn't be at all surprised if the popups and stuff over the vlog video was done by other sticks just wildly tossing in effects like they did in the first official video.

But at the end of the vlog video, and for most of the recent things, Green put on these orange-rimmed sunglasses. And the end of the vlog video is when we first started seeing the rest of the CG looking less than pleased with the videos. And after that, Green's started doing things that not even they seem happy with - the couch challenge, or the eating grass.

So I believe the sunglasses are a symbol of that. Of abandoning friendship in favor of personal goals, and losing yourself and your enjoyment of the world in the process.

Because this isn't even the first time a similar pair of sunglasses were used to express that.

Orange abandoned their friends so Orange could do something they thought would be better and make them happier. Until they realized it didn't, and realized they were wrong, then they put down the glasses and went back for their friends.

Hopefully Green learns to put down the glasses too.

[oneluckydragon]

We'd both been so excited for it-- to change, to grow stronger, to pass another life-changing milestone on our adventure together. But after I evolved, it took weeks before Sora could even bring herself to look me in the eyes. It went unsaid between us, poisoning our hearts like a cold, bitter curse and haunting every intake of breath. Although, the worst of it all... was that even without words, we both knew why it hurt so much.

Like some sick joke, I had become the spitting image of him.

Ya'll know that feeling when you [Hero] try to evolve into a Leafeon to be closer in spirit to the best friend you lost [Grovyle] because you miss him so much it physically aches, but instead you end up looking like the guy you trusted/adored that betrayed/tried to kill you and your girlfriend? Cause damn it hurts.

Anyways ever since I replayed EOS and evolved at Luminous Spring I've had thoughts about what Sora's reaction would be to Echo's evolution into Umbreon. And lemme tell you that it's an emotional roller coaster. To say that Sora has complicated feelings about Dusknoir is an understatement, and Echo isn't so happy about it either since she had put her faith in him. They've got a lot of trauma to heal.

But to add to that, I like to write about my girls in my spare time when I'm not drawing cause it's fun, so maybe I'll post some little blurbs sometime if anyone is interested?? Hm. Yeah might do that eventually, we'll have to see.

[yangjeongin]

SKZ as DND CLASSES: RANGER MINHO

far from the bustle of cities and towns, past the hedges that shelter the most distant farms from the terrors of the wild, amid the dense-packed trees of trackless forests and across wide and empty plains, rangers keep their unending watch.