#finder's keeper

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Podcast Jam & Shows with similar vibes

Garden of Baffling Beasts 🤝Residents of Proserpina Park

Schrödinger's Pledge 🤝 Asking for it.

Finder's Keeper 🤝 The Silt Verses

Working Tidal 🤝 Average Folks

[deadsetobsessions]

He could overlook a lot of things, but this was getting ridiculous. You’d think seasoned vigilantes would have better excuses prepared, but Danny had caught that flash of panic that crossed Tim’s face as Danny came face to face with Tim dragging an unconscious Steph to her designated room in the manor.

“Uh.”

“Danny! Uh, Stephanie brained herself- uh, sliding down the bannisters and- pleasedon’ttellBruce.”

Danny blinks, staring at Tim and then very pointedly, very slowly, turned his head back towards the direction he came from: the main hall… where the bannisters were. He wonders what vigilante hijinks they were trying to hide from B this time.

Tim coughs, trying to inch Stephanie away. “Uh. She was doing… cartwheels?”

Danny let his eyes slowly take in the bruises that were clearly not from “cartwheeling in the mansion” on the both of them. There’s a huge bandaged cut on Steph’s forearm and a giant bruise on the edge of Tim’s jaw. Tim’s face twitches nervously, not that anyone else would have noticed- except Danny has enhanced ghost senses and could feel the panic coming off of his adopted brother.

“You know…” Shit, what does he do? Not knowing would be so much easier if these idiots gave him good excuses! “I don’t think I want to know what you two have been up to… but should I be worried for your, uh, physical health?”

“Nope!”

“… Okay.” He says. Tim opens his mouth to make further excuses but Danny adds quickly, “But don’t tell me, because if Bruce asks, I want plausible deniability.”

Cartwheels, Danny’s ghostly ass. Luckily, this show of doubt reaffirms Tim’s belief that Danny believes them all of the other times. Danny grins inwardly, planning capitalizing on the guilt that flashed over Tim’s face.

“Deal.”

“Want help?” The halfa points at Steph, who’s still being dragged over the carpet by a noodle armed Tim. Danny knows Tim’s strong, he’s a vigilante, but it’s funny watching him pretend to struggle.

“Please. I’m so tired right now.” He looks it too. Danny’s brows furrow with genuine concern when he takes in Tim’s drowned raccoon look. He picks up Steph, firmly removing her from Tim’s suddenly weak grip. Being careful to avoid her injuries, Danny nods at the door to her room. Tim cracks it open and does a little showy gesture towards the inside.

“C’mon, we’ll tuck her in and then I’ll tuck you in.”

“What, you don’t have to do that.”

“If you don’t let me tuck you in and make sure you sleep, I’ll tell Alfred who really accidentally poured boiling hot coffee on his azaleas last week. And I’ll sic Dick on you and tell him you haven’t been sleeping enough.”

“You drive a hard bargain,” Tim grumbles. “But fine. It’s really not my fault I’m this tired. A missing spleen is hard to handle, you know.”

“Yeah, missing an organ sucks,” Danny says, shit eating grin hidden long enough to catch the contemplative bloodhound look that passes over Tim’s face.

“Which- uh, which one of your organs is missing?”

“Liver.” Danny says, remembering the flashes of pain. He tilts his head away to hide the grin at Tim’s panicked face.

When he tucks Tim in, he pretends to believe Tim’s sleeping act and left his room while mumbling about the Wayne’s clumsiness and bruises and stocking up on bruise cream. He couldn’t even enjoy Tim’s floundering, this time, worried as he is.

——

“Brother.” Danny half turns his head, just to beam a sunny smile at Cass. He signs an exuberant hello. The halfa hangs up his coat as he addresses his adopted sister.

“Cass! What’s up?”

“Dinner.” She smiles back, signing that Alfred wanted them to the dinning room post haste. The main dining room, because rich people were fruit loops and Batman is totally included. Cassandra looks down and gasps.

What…?

Oh. Fuck. Danny glances down. He genuinely forgot about that.

“Huh.”

“Okay?” Suddenly, Cass is right next to him, hand reached out and hovering over the actual knife Danny forgot was sticking out of him. At least it’s where his liver should be, so he won’t have to pretend.

“Oh. Yeah, I’m good. Don’t have a liver.” Danny decides on the spot that he’s not gonna mess with Cass. She smiled the same as him. “Got mugged on the way back but I think they said I could keep the knife, right?”

“Danny.” She’s frowning at him. He feels like he just kicked tiny Cujo. But he doesn’t feel bad enough to blurt everything out.

“Here. You can have it if you want?” Danny casually pulls out the knife and holds the wound together with his bare hands. Cass looks more alarmed. She bodily picks up Danny and starts running.

“Woah!”

Cass throws him at Alfred, gently.

“Miss Cassandra! Why, I never-!” Alfred pauses in surprise.

“Uh. Wow, Cass. You’re really strong.” Danny pipes up, hand still over his gushing wound.

She ignores him, pointing at Danny and telling Alfred, “Hurt. Got mugged. Dumb.”

“Hey! It’s not my fault Gothamites are ready to jump people at any moment. Besides, it’s daytime. It’s not like the vigilante furries are out to save my butt. I think I did really well coming back safe, you know?”

“Hurt. Forgot the knife. Was in him.”

“Master Danny!”

Danny pouts. He also knows there’s a discreet camera in the corners of the sitting room, so he’s definitely hoping he could phase into the cave when Barbara eventually tells the group that he called them “vigilante furries.”

Alfred clucks his tongue and set to work patching him up. Danny tries not to bask in the careful way Alfred tended to his wounds. It reminds him too much of Jazz, if Jazz was British and a man with greying hair.

But because they were watching him and he was watching them in return, Danny noticed the moment Alfred’s hands stalled and Cass’ gaze got intense. What now…?

Oh, fuck, his vivisection scar. Oops. Danny smiled, channeling Dani (his lovely clone sister) at her most innocent.

Cass smiled back, just as sunnily, fists tightening at her side in repressed fury.

——

“Cass? Why’d you call us?”

“Yeah, baby bat. I got a couple o’ smugglers to talk to.”

Cass paces.

“What is it, Cassandra?” Damian tuts impatiently.

“Danny. Has… scars. Autopsy. But was struggling. When cut.”

“What.”

“A vivisection, Master Jason.” Alfred’s voice was crisp and eerily cold. His hands are folded, rage only held back by his sheer will and a well practiced sense of propriety.

“We find. Who hurt him,” Cass snarls. “We. End.”

Jason’s eyes glint green, hands going to his guns. “Fine. By. Me.”

“It does tie in with the dead comment. I wonder what happened to him.” Tim clacks away at the bat computer, furiously looking into the matter already. Bruce has taken to prowling, stressed out at the prospect of one more of his children- not a vigilante at that- getting hurt the way Jason had. Worse, even. A vivisection. He was alive, dissected. Aware enough to struggle. Dick looked like he was torn about hunting down and lunging at whoever hurt Danny to rip their throats out with his bare teeth versus the urge to go back up to the manor and wrap Danny in bubble wrap.

In the corner, Danny was having a quiet breakdown because he came here to watch them react to vigilante furries, not offering to murder the people who vivisected him. What the fuck?? He ran his hands through his hair, invisible.

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“Oh, by the way, we should consider more daytime shifts.”

“Why?” Spoiler asks Barbara.

“Danny got mugged. And called us the nightly furries.”

“The fuckin’ what-?” Jason chokes out, laughing. Bruce stops his pacing, body language becoming slightly offended.

Danny muffles a laugh only Alfred would have heard.

[snejkha]

Finders Keepers in her winter outfit :3c

[martinsorbit]

Finders Keepers warm up sketches b4 I start designing some character stuff

I missed themm

The DCAs arms/hands keep breaking because of how much they move and do silly acrobatics, pairing that with some leftover water+fire damage, it is one of the things that Y/N has to repair often;

New compatible parts are hard to find + expensive (considering how old the DCAs model is), so Y/N normally has to go to old faztech electronic trash dumps to find something that might work, which is usually pieces of other similar-looking Attendants from some old FAZCO animatronic line. You really hope sun and moon don't know about this, or else things will get awkward

[varpusvaras]

You all know the trope of the Corrie Commanders becoming increasingly closer and protective of Fox as the war goes on, and sometimes become even hostile towards the rest of the CC's.

That, but they are really just competing over who Fox likes more. Thorn and Cody have a fistfight about it on the streets.

[retrotrait]

Choose your player...

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

The safety on his gun was turned back on with an inaudible click as Jason let the tension leak out of his body.

It wasn't often that someone broke into one of his safe houses, especially one that he hadn't used in a while, so seeing as some of his silent alarms went off he raced over ready to put a bullet in some wannabe robber or maybe a goon sent by another crime lord trying to start something.

Instead he found a prime bat adoption bait sitting in the living room floor, bare stomach pressed to the side of a ginormous egg. It didn't look like any egg hed ever seen either with midnight blue fuzz covering the whole thing. "Hey kid."

The kids head whipped around, startled by a strangers voice. "Who are you?" He asked incredulously, hugging the monster egg closer to himself, "How did you get in here? This place has some serious security."

Jason gave a short laugh, "Yeah, I know. I'm the one who put it there." He watched with mild amusement as the color drained from the kids face.

"You're the apartment owner? I thought he was supposed to be some big scary crime lord!"

"I'm not scary to you?" It wasn't uncommon for people to be intimidated by him. He was, as Steph put it, 'built like a fridge'.

The adoption bait stared into his eyes for a few torturously long seconds before simply saying, "No."

Huh.

"So, whats up with the egg?" He asked, trying to change the subject.

"Thats my line, Todd." A voice said from across the room. Both him and the little intruder snapped there attention to the window where Robin was perched. Jason fought back the urge to chastise the little bat for using his real name seeing as he was out of costume at the moment. After all he was here as Jason Todd, normalish civilian man who came to see why his house was broken into, not Red Hood. Jason almost wished with was some goon working for a big bad even if it would have meant his secret identity was busted, he would have been at least dealing with that instead of Damians inevitable animal custody battle with the kid. Speaking of which.

"Hey kid, whats your name?"

"Danny Fenton." The kid-Danny, tilted his head. "I think."

Robin raised an eyebrow, causing his mask to sift with it, "You think?"

Danny nodded, "Yeah. Got blasted with something a few weeks ago and I don't remember much before that." His grip on the egg had loosened a bit and Robin chose this as he time to strike. Bird boy tried to lift the egg up out of the intruders impromptu blanket nest, but seemed to have misjudged the weight of the egg that was as big as both children's torsos and Danny was swift to take back his egg.

"What do you think you're doing?! Thats mine!" Egg dad hissed.

"Tt. I will be better able to care for the creature. You should just hand it over now. Do you even know whats in there?"

"No! Neither do you!"

Jason knew Robin couldn't refute that so he chose now to step in, "Where did that thing even come from?

He watched as Dannys scowl turned into a beaming smile as he told them about how he was hiding behind a dumpster for warmth when this egg just fell out of the sky and with quick thinking, managed to catch it with a bed of ruined pillows from a recent villian attack. "So you can't take my dragon egg away. I'm the only reason it didn't become a failed street omelet." Danny held his hands on his hips while giving Robin a smug look.

Before the demon brat could say anything or, more likely, try to wipe that smirk off the other kids face, a new person swooped in through the window. "You think its a dragon egg?"

The kid seemed unbothered by the Batman questioning him and just replied with, "Yeah! Look how big it is! Its gotta be a dragon!"

Bruce looked like he was about to have an aneurysm, "You found a large egg of an unknown, potentially supernatural creature and decided to incubate it?"

"Yeah!"

Jason decided he liked this kid.

[ghostedinkheart]

My Baby

Thank you @llondonfog for the inspiration! :3

[shardkn1ght]

Hello! @red-rover-au and @beannary !

Made this lil comic to introduce myself, and extend my offer for a tie!

I hope that they will return Pepino to his father soon.

@tmntseparatedaucompetition

[kazuza-art]

“You can trust me, Alfritt”

A little fanart for Finders Keepers

Gellert creeping on Albus’”son” xD

[rockpaperscissuhs]

I can really relate to Eugene Sledge as a character because I, too, would stop whatever I was doing to go sift through a trash bin if I saw that a hardcover book was thrown into it

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Live blogging of the Podcast Jam's Pilots (Part 2):

Again, I want to congratulate everyone that participated in the Podcast Jam. You created not just a story but a world using just sound waves in 72-ish hours, that's amazing!

8° Hello? Are you there?

I have so many questions about the world.

Race of people???

I really like Aiden's VA, they have a nice audiobook narrator voice. I also liked the reverb effect.

But what is with the freaking morality?

I know where Aiden is, he's in the US of A.

Wait, I wanted the tour :((

Hey Aiden, if you dont have a brother, dont crticize.

What did humanity did to you? Noooo.

Tbh, I was most intrigued by this project 'cause it had a similar premise to Eart(h) FM and wanted to see how it will diverged, and it left me a bit dissapointed. Part of that cause Eart(h) FM is a sorta tesis to the wrong idea that humanity is greedy and to all those other apocalyptic stories that further the myth.

Idk, I was expecting a couple of stories not about mythology but rather about Aiden and him connecting and making friendships that arent there anymore and mourning.

But hey, thats just me. Good job team!

9° Valvidian's Finest

Love the title sequence.

I like the heart of the ship sound, threatening but cozy.

I love Anna Maria.

What happened to poor Sam?

A small bear is a pretty accurate description of a cat.

Its name is Acorn!

Omg, they are saving the cat. Like Saving The Cat. Thats so funny.

Question: Is Sam human?

Tbh, I didnt understand the first half, or anything until the cat.

Oh no, that cat is expensive. Awww Slack, they have ethics.

Uuu, class comentary ♡♡

Nop, Anna did pop the "P".

Also, I love how each of the characters have a distinct voice.

Wait, so they hide the cat in a suit?

Omg, such cool music.

Peace & Love.

Ok, the what do we deliver at the end was a jump scare.

10° Space Specks

This reminds me of Eart(h) FM but from another perspective/pos. But like more Morbid.

Nice exposition.

Too many characters, aaa, I cant distinguished from one another.

Amputeee rep!

Omg, the stikes were raised so fast. Who is this friend?

I'm curious about this format. Who is recording, and why?

Three more nights I said, but I am bad at math, jejeje.

Idk who this person is saying all this pet names. But I love them.

What's your deal? They are a polycule my friend.

Nora: 'cause I can, 10/10.

That being said they became defensive too quickly. Idk, I think the conversation was a bit forced but they said the word QPR!! And tbh that's all that matters.

Weed is weed, I need that in a shirt.

Honey, I need to make a list of all the pet names. Idk, I like when ppl say pet names platonically and not condescendenly.

Sawyer, thats their name!

Future tech! Future tech!

I also think leaving nora is a terrible idea. They were like 5 or 7 in the group, someone can stay with them.

Wait, Sawyer is cowboy coded. I thought they were a doc.

Dog! Dog! DOG! 2024 is the year for podcasts dogs! Finally! There had been to many cats.

Aww Coral. I would have done the same.

A dog named Dog, 10/10 naming skills.

Hey, dont insult the dog. He is just scared. Dogs are loyal but also, yk, angry.

Wait, noooo. Dont shoot the dog.

So Chip is the doctor. Nooo, dont shoot him. Ah, they are living him alive.

Aliens? Ah no, just a human surviver.

Okay, so I still dont know how many characters are and now we've added another one.

Jean, dont.

Ah, the friend was Jean. Stake was finally saved.

Uuu, Real World Lore.

Nice editing Quills and Finch!

11° Working Tidal

Nice music, love some rock.

Uuu, hostel setting!

Poor Fisher they are so stressed.

Wait, so this is a case of if they get wet they turn back into mermaid form?

Question: Why do they need to hide? Like, is there an anti mermaid sentimaid?

Gills and shark teeth! Thats so cool... and sexy.

This person is so calm, I wish they could hold me and tell me all will be fine.

Aww, human dad? Mixed kid metaphor!!!?

Oh no, Mick(?) Lost their powers. Was it cause of love?

Wait, Erick and Mick (?) are Divorced?? Hey, Erick, whyyyyy, be more carefull.

This just became 10 levels more tragic.

They nailed the divorced dynamic.

Poor mom, she is also overworked. Let her sleep.

I feel cheated though, I tought this was going to be a comedy but is a family drama.

Fin, you are a disaster/pos.

Wave transition, so smooth!

*Down bad for your weed dealer*, hehehe.

Wait Riley is 16, aww.

Also Fin & Fisher really nailed the sibling dynamic of those two who are very closed in age.

Weed makes you wise.

"Actually I think is a dead body?" Said high and totally chill, is actually very funny.

NO, NEVER CALL THE COPS.

Lore? Lore? No lore :(

"Hey kids you are home in time for dinner. Whats with the unconcious person there?"

Bluey is canon in this universe.

Annete not Mick. Sorry.

Erick, why did you said that about your NEPHEW??

Okay, so magic and mermaids are known in this universe. Then why do they have to hide?

*She can stay?* Dont you live in a hostel.

Wait, Fisher named themself? Thats hillarious but better than if it would have been their parents.

What do you know Anette? Oh no, poor Marine or Marnie.

I am intrigued.

Wait, we are going to get two seasons!!!! Excited!!

12° Finder's Keeper

This creepy music is amazing.

This music is lulling me to sleep/pos.

No, dont insult coffee in my presence.

Okay, so exposition but exposition is incorrect but not actually.

Damn, this organization is abusive (?)

I really like the Keeper. They are like those detectives in Noir movies, and sound like they only survive from drinking and smoking/pos.

I thought she said, the "Poop" thing for a second (sorry).

Aww, the Keeper wants to protect them.

I really like the poof vfx.

I like the Here place. Nice sound.

The watchers, how did they get that much power?

How do ppl become finders & watchers?

NO, DONT SHAKE, DONT SHAKE.

I like this Elevator music. Finder agrees with me.

This is such a funny conversation. Love this transition scene.

Yeah, yeah. Nope, nope. Poor Keeper.

The music is so Coool. Like it is not basic creepy, if it makes sense? It has some pizzas and like little foleys that just add to it.

I could fell asleep to it/pos.

Something invaluable? Love, Peace, Happiness. Wait, adquired. Thats such a word.

Nah, keep with the semantics.

Oh, Time. That makes sense.

This man is so creepy in a fun way, props to the VA.

Wait, so not all of the clients are like this? I thought this was like a normal tuesday.

No, DONT SHAKE IT, DONT SHAKE IT.

Piano? Piano!?

So he is a shapeshifter. Why does that make him so evil tho?

Oh, so they are like Kidnappers or Eaters. I think they eat them.

Oh no, dont say Main Characters Syndrome. I can stand Hero's Journey but I draw the line at mc syndrome.

Hey, 70 is not old. No one under 80 can call themselves Old.

The percursions of this. So cool, like the clock but also the snare and kick box. Idk is so cool.

Wait, who did the Finder shoot?

Exactly, those are my questions.

13° Eart(h) FM

Too long. Wont listen to it.

14°Hamuel Burger and the American Dream

So tumblr deleted all my thoughts. But I just wanted to say this was so fun.

Asbestos reminds me of any gringo coming to a 3rd world country, especially the part of: "I thought earth will be more friendly / You tried to kill me".

Love how every alien influencer out there is trying to kill the us president. Will be me.

Really liked how they worked around having more characters without the need of more VAs and all of that through comedy.

I want to subscribe to Hams youtube channel.

The Farm boy just kicking the spaceship was 10/10.

And the meta-level credits is such a cool thing.

[mpekamitzii]

ANGIEEE

[snejkha]

My stinkiest girl Finders Keepers

(Because I play her currently and its been a Whiiiillee since I drew her last/)

[martinsorbit]

Bonding activities (Its the 5th time that their hand needed fixing)

[bretzkysbs]