#i'll leave it here

[the-kingshound]

#now tell me the first of post of the other ros

Yniol: secretary, mini skirt that barely contains those cheeks

Evaine: goth, corset, inverted pentagram top

Morien: dominatrix/all leather or latex

Gwyar: french maid

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[jarayasha]

Pink Floyd as Animals pt.2

[daveslutstaine]

After years of careful consideration, I finally have my top ten album list figured out. This list consists of albums that I consider to be of up most importance to me personally, so without further ado, here is my top ten album list (not in any specific order).

1. Youthanasia~ Megadeth

Begining with my favorite band, Megadeth's Youthanasia has taken the cake as one of my top albums of all time. It was a hard choice to make, especially since they have so many banger albums that I also really love. Rust In Peace almost made it but Youthanasia has something about it that makes me reach for it every time I want to play anything by Megadeth. Maybe it's Dave's vocals, maybe it's the more solemn nature of the album, maybe it's the colors I see when I play it, but whatever it is, I love it far more than any other Megadeth album! My personal favorite tracks are Addicted To Chaos, Youthanasia, A Toute Le Monde, and Train Of Consequences. It's a great album and I hope to get my hands on a physical copy or it soon!

2. ITCOTCK~ King Crimson

I listened to King Crimson once and I haven't been the same since. Seriously though this album introduced me to music that I never thought existed, and sent me down the rabbit hole of 70s prog rock and I will forever thank them for that. The beauty of their songs is unmatched. I have never in my life come across music like this prior to hearing In The Court Of The Crimson King. The jazzy sounds of their first track was so catching, especially since parts of it remind me of what a true jazz metal band might sound like. The chaos of it is so similar to heavy metal music yet it's so different. The sweetness of I Talk To The Wind is so similar to the autumn air to me, though I feel that's because of the flutes throughout the song. And don't get me started on Moonchild oouuggh!!! I have never hear a mellotron before but now it's one of my favorite instruments thanks to this band! The dreamlike quality of the music makes this song feel so surreal. I spoke to a mutual about it recently and told her that it reminds me of an old silent film, particularly the improv part of the song. And Epitaph!!!! Such a beautiful song! Greg Lake's vocals compliment the song so well I remember being so disappointed that he left KC when I was first getting into them. His voice is so good for this type of music and Epitaph shows that so well! And don't get me started on the title track! KC does a fantastic job at making their music so descriptive with their sound. I can actually see the procession of the Crimson King and his court! I remember once hearing that KC was heavily inspired by 20th century classical composers and if that's true, I definitely hear it. This whole album is gem!

3. Sound of Perseverance~ Death

And now we have an album by my favorite death metal band, Death! Next to Symbolic, The Sound Of Perseverance is the one Death album that I've listened to countless times on repeat. I adore not just the instrumentation, but the lyrics of the songs of this album as well. I know death metal gets a lot of shit for being incomprehensible at times, but oddly enough, you can actually understand what is being said in the songs. The vocalist has a surprisingly clear voice that can be understood. The lyrics aren't your typical death metal, cannibal corpse-esque lyrics, which is refreshing to hear from a death metal band. My personal favorites are the lyrics in Spirit Crusher and The Flesh And The Power It Holds. The instrumental arrangement though is what really catches my attention though! The beautiful tone of the guitars and the memorable baseline in Spirit Crusher!!!!! The absolute beauty of Voice Of The Soul! It's one of my favorite songs of all time and one of the biggest reasons this album is up here. The dueling sound of the guitars that seem to both be fighting each other is something that always puts me in awe and I just!!!!!!!!! Words cannot describe how much I love that song. Voice Of The Sound indeed! Of course those three aren't the only good tracks on this album, the whole album is full of banger after banger, even for someone such as myself that isn't super fond of the more extreme metals, this album is a shining gem in the dull sea of death metal! Really good and very much recommend!

4. Spreading The Disease~ Anthrax

Next up is Spreading The Disease by Anthrax, an album that I adore in both cover and sound! Seriously though the cover is so well made! Anyway, this album was the first album I heard from Anthrax and the album that got me hooked on the band! Everything from Joey's amazing vocals and the bands powerful sound just gripped my heart and ears in a way that not many metal bands do. There is something so charming yet so masterful about this album that it's hard for me to explain. I won't lie, I had my doubts when I first went into Anthrax. I did not think that goofy little band could possibly be good but boy was I wrong. I don't think there is a single song on this album I hate. Everything from tracks like Madhouse to Medusa are so good and energy inducing it's nuts. GAH I love this album a lot! I would say that Anthrax is truly the greatest embodiment of thrash metal! Goofy, but serious at times!

5. Pagan Terrorism Tactics~ Acid Bath

And here we have this little band from down in Louisiana, the sludge metal band Acid Bath! To be honest, it was hard to pick between this album and their debut album, but I noticed that I tend to play this album more, so I decided that this album deserved a spot on here more than the other. I discovered this band I think, four ish years ago now, and I have been in love with them ever since! A lot of people tend to get turned away due to their edgy, nonsensical lyrics, but that's what made me like them so much. Sure it's a little over the top at times, but I like the imagery it gives. I've hear that the bands' singer was inspired by the art of a man known as Michael Diana, and that he wanted to mimic his work in musical form, well I must say he did a good job with that, though the images I see in my head are much cleaner than that of Diana's drawings. The music is also something I fell for. I love the mix of aggression with melancholic sweetness of their songs! Songs like Locusts Spawning, New Death Sensation, and Venus Blue are just fantastic! Great album and great band!

6. Heaven And Hell~ Black Sabbath

Next is an album that I may have gotten just a little too emotionally attached to during my teen years. It's cliche, but this album got me through some tough times. I would go into detail, but it's personal. In short, I was having sort of an identity crisis and I was having some doubts about a lot of things. It didn't help that I had some... interesting people in my life that I found myself having to walk on eggshells around them. Basically it wasn't a good time for me on that end, but it was great time for me to experience a musical boom! I quickly fell in love with this band and everything about them! Tony's iconic guitar playing, Ronnie's incredible vocals, and the lyrics that make me foam at the mouth! Everything about this album is just aaaaaa! I will say I could do without the song Lady Evil. It's not bad, it just kills the vibe the album in my opinion. Other than that, I love the album to bits! If I had the option of listening to album for the first time again, I would probably choose this one.

7. Defenders Of The Faith~ Judas Priest

Now it's time for my favorite Judas Priest album, Defenders! While Judas Priest has many banger albums, Defenders is my all time favorite of theirs. Everything about this album is just so good to me! Hell, it's hard for me to even pick a track I dislike on this album since I love all of them. This is also my favorite album to play during the summer time since it's also the perfect summer album imo. It's fun, it's full of moments that aren't exactly soft, but have a gentleness to them that reminds me of the summer breeze, particularly Night Comes Down! My favorite song on this album has to be The Sentinel, but once again, all the songs on here are bangers.

8. Breakfast In America~ Supertramp

Next up is Supertramp's Breakfast In America. I never thought this pop prog band from the UK would wind up being one of my favorite bands, but Supertramp has managed to charm me with its catchy tunes and oddly relatable lyrics. Out of all their albums, this is the one that stole my heart the most. My favorite tracks are, well, it's hard for me to say considering I really enjoy all the songs on this album, and it's not very often that I come across an album like that. Definitely love Gone Hollywood, The Logical Song, Causal Conversations, and Nervous Wreck way more than the others though. I will probably be doing a more detailed post on this album since there's a lot I want to talk about but that will have to wait for later!

9. Days Of Future Passed~ The Moody Blues

And now we have Days Of Future Passed by The Moody Blues. This music is something I never thought I would enjoy. I discovered it, I believe two years ago, and I still remember the reactions from everyone around me irl when they found out I liked this album so much. It's nothing like the typical loud and aggressive heavy metal that I love. This album is soft, sweet, light hearted, and more akin to something you'd hear from early 20th century Disney movies, and I say that as a positive thing of course! All the tracks have some form of an orchestral part to them that makes me feel as though I'm watching an old Hollywood film, and I just love the voice of Justin Hayward! I also consider this album to be one of my winter time albums! I can feel the cold, sharp, winter wind everytime I listen to it, especially with the beginning track Dawn Is A Feeling! I remember listening to that song non stop when I found this album. That and Nights In White Satin. Single handedly one of my favorite love songs of all time!

10. Ten Thousand Fists~ Disturbed

And last but certainly not least, is Disturbed's Ten Thousand Fists. Since they are the band that introduced me to heavy metal to begin with, I felt they deserved the final spot on this list. I've also rediscovered my love for them recently after years of not listening to a single song of theirs. In my opinion, their music still holds up even after all these years. Even their newer albums still have that energy I fell in love with when I was a kid. Back then their album Indestructible was my favorite. Ten Thousand Fists was a good one to me but it was never my favorite, though I absolutely adored the songs Pain Redefined, Guarded, and Stricken. I'm Alive and the title track are songs that I have really come to love now as an adult. I really hope I find a copy of this album sometime!

[graphicabyss]

Very prechenchos!

[artificialchaoscola]

rivals.

[abstractfrog]

Happy 1 year anniversary to Mr Sherlock Holmes! Here's a litttleee celebratory comic from me

[the-only-hope-for-me-is-coffee]

[localapparently]

fake ass idgafer i saw you caring

[luxaofhesperides]

the beginning - danny

0.

The Lazarus Pit brings Danny back.

The child who went into them, however, is gone forever.

Danyal al Ghul is the soul who should reside in this body. Danyal has a life still to live and Danny died ages ago, old and surrounded by loved ones, ready to spend the rest of his forever in the Infinite Realms.

Something's gone terrible wrong, he thinks rather wryly, squinting through the cold green water that surrounds him. An ache echoes through his body and he brings a hand—small, a child's hand that shouldn't belong to him— to his stomach, where he can feel a large wound slowly pull itself together.

Did I get stabbed?

He means to continue the thought, but a sharp pain hits his head, making him curl up. He gasps and air bursts from his lungs, water rushing to fill in the empty space. Danny chokes, panicking, as memories slide into place, the lives of Danyal al Ghul and Danny Fenton fighting for dominance in his head. His lungs burn, throat working futilely to push water out, but there's nothing to be done.

Danny is a child again, and just like last time, he dies young.

1. So.

Assassins.

Danny honestly can't tell if this is a step up or a step down from mad scientist parents. On the one hand: he knows they loved him, as clumsy as it was, even though they loved their work more. On the other hand: assassin cult sounds like something out of a fairy tale, and while cool, is definitely not safe for kids.

And Danny, somehow, is a child again.

This really wasn't what he expected when he woke up on the sandy bottom of the pit. He's in ghost form, which is an unpleasant shock, but at least its familiar.

He is also, if his memory as Danyal serves him correctly, nine years old.

Kinda sucks that he died so young this time round. Didn't even make it to the double digits before he was taken out of the running.

He can't remember what it was like being so small in his last life. He can't imagine how anyone would look at a child and run them through with a sword. It's a cruel world he's woken up in. It's made worse by the fact that he's alone.

At least being down here without needing to breathe is giving him valuable time to think.

Danny has lived a full life already. He didn't really need or want another one, content to be a full ghost in the Infinite Realms. But going back isn't really an option, now that he's in a new body. The kid he could have been deserves to live fully, and the least Danny can do is live that life for them.

It'll be hard, but Danny's sure he can manage a decent life for himself.

Being presumed dead will make his escape from the assassins easier, though he'll miss getting the chance to meet his new mother; assassin as she is, Danyal knows her not by her blades but by her soft lullabies and jasmine-scented hair. The loss of her child must be hurting her deeply, but it's necessary. If Danny wants any semblance of a normal life, he has to leave her behind.

Besides, he's seen enough death. He doesn't want to ever be the cause of it.

So, he needs a plan for this new life.

Step one: get out of dodge.

The rest he'll figure out on the way.

2.

Turns out assassins weren't the most shocking thing in this new life.

No, that honor goes to superheroes.

Genuine, honest to God superheroes! With powers and everything!

To think that Danny once called himself a superhero. Ha! As if! He's nothing compared to the likes of Superman or the Flash or even Green Lantern. They're in another league. Literally. They're part of the Justice League, which has a whole slew of other heroes, and Danny is possibly their biggest fan.

Not like that's weird; most people in this world are huge fans of superheroes. Makes sense, since they're the ones who rely on their protection the most.

It does suck to know that his background belongs to that of a villain. Assassins aren't known for saving people, after all.

Part of him contemplates becoming a hero again, taking up the role of Phantom and joining the ranks of Superman. But he's had many years to come to terms with the loss of his teenage years and the bitterness that came with it. That experience, that life once lived, helps him decide each time that being a civilian is the gift this life owes him.

At thirteen, Danny lives in a foster home with six other kids. He's the oldest and has his hands full taking care of everyone else while their foster parents work three jobs between them to keep them all afloat.

When his younger siblings play superheroes, he gladly takes the role of the villain, swooping in with a blanket to kidnap away an innocent bystander that has to be rescued. He falls over dramatically at the end of each fight and praises his siblings' strength and teamwork, making them puff up with pride.

It's all fun and games so long as it only stays fun and games.

Superpowers are cool and all, but his came at the cost of his life, his health, his future. He knows, better than anyone, the price of being a hero. He knows that even Superman carries heavy losses on his shoulders, struggles under burdens no one can see.

He's lucky that the small town he ended up in—Luray, Virginia—has no heroes or villains. Too small a place to be on anyone's radar, apparently.

His classmates often complain about how they wish they could live in a big city where there's more to do, more to see, superheroes flying through the streets to protect them.

Danny is happy where he is. It's quiet, and small, and nothing like what he's used to, but it's safe.

That's all he really wants.

3.

Here's something that stays the same no matter what world he's in: Danny is a magnet for trouble.

If the trouble stopped at bullies, everything would have been fine. Danny could handle Dash, and he could handle Justin just as easily.

But the universe loves to escalate with Danny, specifically, which is why Danny had to reveal his powers when some villain-wannabe school shooter attacked his high school.

And to think he felt bad for Jackson when he didn't make it onto the track team.

Luray does not have a meta population. They're too small to have much of a population at all, and much of it is white which made him, half-Iranian, stand out even before he threw out a barrier of ice to protect his classmates a second before the gunfire began.

"Danny?!" his seatmate, Clarrissa, cries out in alarm.

"Everyone get out the window and run for it!" he orders, "I hold him back as much as I can!"

"You can't stay here!"

"Don't worry," Danny says, offering her a tight smile. "He couldn't kill me even if he tried. Now go!"

His classmates hadn't wasted any more time, sending him shocked looks as they escaped the classroom. A glimpse of his reflection in the window revealed glowing green eyes and blue mist wafting out of his mouth.

Looks like his time in Luray is up. He hopes his foster siblings won't be too mad at him for running away.

The gunfire stops, and Danny takes his chance to leap through his ice, intangible, and tackle Jackson, easily knocking the gun away from him.

"Monster!" Jackson spits at him, and Danny laughs.

"Bold of you to say that. I'm not to one trying to kill people."

He doesn't want to hear anything else that comes out of Jackson's mouth, so he knocks the guy out with a solid hit to a pressure point on his neck. Hopefully that'll keep him down long enough for the cops to get him.

Danny stands and means to leave, but something hits the back of his head hard and he's out before he realizes what's happened.

When he wakes up, he's strapped down to a table in what is undeniably a lab, and sighs.

At least he made it to sixteen before he went into another lab. Maybe in his next life he might even get all the way up to twenty before he's pulled back down here.

4. Though he has all his powers and a ghost form, that doesn't mean he is a ghost in this life.

No, he's fully a meta, which means meta-suppressing cuffs work on him.

It's not exactly a discovery he was hoping to have while locked up in a lab, but it's what he's got, so he has to roll with it. The cuffs are heavy on his wrists and around his throat, keeping him from escaping as a group of people in masks and lab coats bustle around, ignoring him.

His head is still foggy, though likely more from the drugs than the hit he took to his head.

He doesn't bothering talking to any of them; they don't see him as human, and Danny's dealt with enough of that in his past life.

Mad scientists love to talk though, so he still hears the gist of their plans: recreating the meta gene for normal people, making a profit from selling powers, getting rich and famous from their accomplishments. They had been using Jackson to get corpses for human testing, but they got Danny instead — someone they can harvest bio material for, a much better find than a couple dead kids.

If he had the energy to rage, Danny would have killed everyone in the room already. They planned to kill his classmates just for test subjects.

He doesn't want to be an assassin, but he'd gladly lean into those old lessons to make sure they never hurt anyone again.

But the cuffs and drugs do a good job of keeping him docile, barely able to think, as they transport him around to different locations and cut him open.

He's not sure how long it's been when they ease up on the drugs a bit. It still takes time for his body to work through everything, and he comes too with a throat that's dry and a stomach that hasn't had anything in it for quite some time.

The first thing Danny does when they start asking him questions is throw up on them.

If they wanted cooperation, they should have treated him better. This is fully on them.

It makes for a convincing argument for food and water and a bathroom break, at least, so he gets what he demands and takes care of his human body under the cold gazes of three scientists.

"You guys suck," he says conversationally. "Keeping test subjects alive is like basic knowledge. No wonder y'all suck at your jobs."

"Your comments aren't needed," one of the scientists says primly. "Get up. We need to study how using your powers affects your body."

They hook a bunch of different things onto him, then lock him in a glass cage and use the cuff around his throat to send jolts of electricity through him when he doesn't do anything. He throws a chunk of ice at them, watching as it breaks apart into small pieces when it hits the glass. The scientists scribble in their notepads, and when they look at him again, he flips them off.

He gets shocked again, but it's worth it.

The process repeats for another few hours, then he's pulled out of the cage, gets an IV stuck in his arm, and drops off into drugged oblivion before he has time to start throwing hands.

5.

It must have been months. Danny's not sure; it's hard to keep track of time when locked in isolation.

He knows he's fed at least once a day. He's been getting a tray of bland food at random times, but he's counted over 50 trays sliding through the little slot on the bottom of his cell door.

Turns out insulting scientists and their procedures is a bad idea, especially when he has the language to really bruise their egos.

So.

Isolation sucks.

But at least they don't drug him anymore!

The cuffs do their job of keeping him in place, and if he didn't have memories of another life to keep him company, he definitely would have lost his mind long ago.

There's other people in here, other metas. He's heard them screaming and begging for mercy. He's heard them go chillingly quiet. He wonders why there are so many superheroes in this world when not a single one has come to save them.

Surely at least one would notice metas disappearing and would investigate?

But no.

No one ever comes to save them.

So Danny needs to figure out a way past the cuffs, and then he can be Phantom again long enough to free the other metas and make every scientist involve pay for their crimes.

He just needs to wait.

He just needs—

6.

When Danny wakes up, the alarms are ringing. It makes his head pound, throbbing with each piercing sound.

He stumbles up, using the wall to keep his balance, and freezes when he sees that the door to his cell is open.

…Huh.

The hallway is bathed in red light when he steps out. No one's around. He wanders around the facility, searching for answers and only finds more questions.

There are other cells, also empty. Certain rooms have blood splattered across the walls and the floor, but no bodies. Labs are destroyed, broken glass on the floor. But every room is empty.

He wanders until he finds what must be a security room. There's a strange device dangling off a keychain on a rack, and Danny eyes it curiously. He runs his fingers around the cuff on his throat, feels the little depression where the collar comes together, and takes the rounded device. If it doesn't work, then it doesn't work.

But if it does work…

The cuff pops open easily, as if it hasn't been his greatest foe these past few months.

All at once, his strength returns to him. He has forgotten what it was like to breathe easily, to feel his powers come to his call so easily, to be reassured that he can take care of himself.

It's almost like coming back to life.

He transforms, settling back into his ghost form with relief, and flies through the facility in search of any other metas that may need help. He finds no one, but he does catch a glimpse of the outside.

The sky is so blue it almost hurts to look at. Part of the facility has been blown apart; rubble surrounds the place and the surrounding forest has been flattened. It looks as though a fight has moved through the area.

Maybe a superhero did come to save them? Rude of them to leave only Danny, though.

He continues his search, poking his head into different rooms and hallways. He finds a staircase going down and follows it into the basement. More labs greet him, and the glow of computers and strange vials of liquid leave him unsettled.

There's a green glow coming around the corner than reminds him of the Lazarus Pit he flew out of, once upon a time many years ago, and that's what draws him forward.

Tucked away in that familiar glow is a small body, floating in a tube of liquid. There's an oxygen mask attached to her face, but that doesn't stop Danny from recognizing her.

"Ellie?"

7.

Just like in one life, Danny is cloned. The difference is that this time, there's no reason for it, no insane godfather trying to recreate a version of him that will choose him.

No, this time it's from a group of scientists who should have known better, who decided to mess around with his genes, and brought his once little sister now daughter into such a cruel, dangerous world.

Danny barely remembers breaking the glass to get her out of there. He doesn't know where he found the coat to bundle her up in, flying out of the facility as fast as he could. He feels sick, knowing it's his fault that she's here now, forced into a painful, terrifying existence because he wasn't strong enough to save himself.

He's a runaway meta victim of mad science. He can't take care of her.

"I'm sorry, Ellie," he whispers to her, pressing a kiss against her head. "I'm so sorry."

She small in his arms. She barely weighs anything.

Danny blinks back tears and tries to find some place he can stop and rest, somewhere safe he can gather his thoughts and figure out his next steps.

This isn't like when he first woke up in this world, with both sets of memories.

This is Ellie.

She deserves more than just a wish and a half-baked plan for a better life.

She deserves a family that wants her, that can care for her, that can protect her. She deserves to grow up normally and not worry about destabalizing or being a replacement for him or being hunted down.

She deserves one life to be a kid and grow up safe and be whoever she wants to be.

Danny will never be able to give her that.

But maybe he can give her to someone who can.

8.

Danyal grew up with an assassin mother and a cruel grandfather who expected far too much from a child. He was taught to kill and be more weapon than child. He was taught the world was something for him to take, to protect, to water with blood.

Danyal was meant to be the next Demon Head, and the next Bat.

Danny knows he can't go to his mother. If they're both lucky, he will never have to see her again. Knowing his luck, he's already planning explanations for why he never went back to her.

Danny's father, on the other hand…

It didn't take much to put the pieces together. The notorious Bat is Batman, Gotham's vigilante and one of the founders of the Justice League. While a child would have been left confused by the many comments his mother made about his father, it was simple enough for Danny to line them up with what he learned about the heroes of this world and realize, oh, that's my dad.

It takes a few weeks of research, using public libraries with Ellie tucked securely in a wrap to his chest, but he's able to learn more about Batman.

The most important thing being that he has kids.

Of course, none of this is officially acknowledged, but everyone knows that the Robins are his kids. Current Robin, especially, likes to remind people that he's 'the son of Batman'.

Okay. Cool.

Danny has siblings.

Awesome.

He's… not looking forward to those conversations.

At least it means more people to look after Ellie. Assuming they take her in, which Danny's really hoping for.

But it's the best he can do, so Danny sets course for Gotham and hopes that just this once, everything will work out.

9.

Meeting the Bats of Gotham is a lot harder than he expected.

A week in the city and he's barely caught more than a glimpse of them. He can't dedicate a lot of time to tracking them down either, needing to break into grocery stores to get food for him and Ellie.

She's so quiet as a baby, and it terrifies him. She's only cried twice the entire time he's had her, and Danny spends every day begging her to hold on.

Time during the day is spent catching naps and researching common vigilante spotting areas in Gotham. He's got a map of Gotham taken from a library and has been steadily marking it up, putting stars in the best places to find a Bat. There are places all over the city, and Danny has no idea how to know which ones are the best.

The only thing he can do is wait at a different rooftop each night, clinging to Ellie, wondering if this is the last night he has with her.

On the ninth night, someone finally arrives.

"Step away from the edge," a voice demands.

Danny turns to see Robin approaching, hands held out as if to catch him. He's bigger than Danny was expecting. Which makes sense; most of the stories Danny got online are from when Robin was a kid, and it's been a few years since then. He must be a teenager now. Older, but still young.

"Robin," he manages to say, his throat tightening. It feels almost like there's a noose around it. It feels like that meta-suppressing cuff has clicked back into place, leaving him helpless.

"Step away from the edge," Robin repeats. "There is no need for this to be your last resort."

"But it is," Danny whispers.

Robin darts forward and wraps a hand around Danny's wrist, yanking him towards the center of the roof. "Why on Earth would you come up here? Surely you must have known that someone would stop you."

"Batman," he gets out. "I need to speak to Batman."

"What for?"

"I'm… I was told, once, that I'm his son."

10. Robin stares at him for a long moment.

Then he takes off his mask.

Danny knows those eyes: he sees them every time he looks in a mirror.

"Danyal," Robin breathes. "You died before I was born."

"I did. Are you…?"

"Mother told me about you."

So he has a little brother. If only he hadn't left first chance he got, he could have known his little brother, gotten away from that place before it hurt him too. Danny has made many mistakes since he arrived in this world. Missing a little brother is perhaps the worst of them.

"Mother…" Danny repeats. "She put me in the Lazarus Pit. I remember that. She didn't want me to die."

"I was born to replace you."

Just like Ellie.

So many mistakes repeating. He's never felt like more of a failure.

"Batman. Our father. He treats you well? You are safe with him?"

Robins brows furrow, but he nods, which is enough for Danny. "Yes. Of course. Isn't that why you're here now?"

"I'm not asking for me." Danny carefully, gently, unwraps Ellie. "I'm asking for her. Please, take care of her. She deserves more than I can give her. Ellie… she'd be your niece."

Robin's eyes are wide. He's frozen until Danny pushes Ellie against his chest, forcing him to lift his arms to hold her.

"Wait, what about—?"

When Robin looks up, Danny's already gone.

It's for the best.

(masterpost for all parts)

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Sometimes I wonder what Jiang Cheng could've become if his parents didn't instill a mix of "crippling fear of failure" and "impossibly high standards" in him. Cuz like, his dad was holding him to the vague standard of being as good as wwx, his mom yelling at him whenever he goofed around like wwx, and then both of them expressed disappointment when he's less successful than wwx. The thing both of them seem to ignore though is that wwx got where he is entirely because he had the freedom to fuck around and find out- he trained tirelessly because he made training fun for himself, he was innovative as a cultivators because he experimented and persisted through failures, and he was able to act in line with the Jiang clan moto because his actions had less political pull than members of the main family. Jiang Cheng on the other hand- if he fucked around he got told to "stop stooping to the level of servants." If his achievements were lesser than wwx's, he got either dismissed by his dad or yelled at by his mom to try harder. And if he picked fights with the Wens, they'd have an excuse to destroy his clan. Like ya- no shit that'd create an adult who's terrified of failure.

The kite game serves as such a good metaphor/embodiment of this set back- with Jiang Cheng never being able to shoot as far as Wei Wuxian because he pulls back and shoots closer the second he misses.

And its sad too because he's shown to be pretty brilliant when he's in "fuck it, we ball" mode. Like, when he's not freezing up, he manages to pull off things like rebuilding his entire clan from the ground up, leading armies and taking back territories from the Wens, and I'm fairly sure he's the only character we see counter the Lan music cultivation techniques (feel free to correct me if I'm wrong on that last one. Also feel free to add any of the other cool shit he did that I'm blanking on at the moment, cuz I know I'm forgetting something).

That being said- even with his anxiety, he's still one of the top cultivators. Imagine what a force of nature he'd be if he could sustain "fuck it we ball" mode

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I'm sorry but the irony of Nico calling Max unprofessional is sending me so bad like sir there's an entire garage full of people, who were literally in the trenches trying to survive the Brocedes fallout while just doing their jobs, who might have a few things to say about your (& Lewis') level of professionalism at that time 😭✋️

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