#if a clone get abused

[a-spacecadet]

Harriet, star actress~ ⋆｡°✩

(She’s playing Glinda the Good Witch! 🫧)

[myhyperfixationisiforgot]

Barriss-centric story where the 41st and the 501st get paired together for the duration of the war. Barriss gets close with Ahsoka on her (ahsoka's) breaks back at the Temple early in the war, and then eventually goes out and joins the 41st as the war gets worse. She kinda figures that if she can't keep saving people the right way back at the temple, maybe she can at least keep Ahsoka safe. There's pining, there's a teenage love story, there's some 'teetering on the brink of total self destruction as the war slowly degrades her sense of self,' there's a whole lot of 'trying to tell your mom that you are this close to killing yourself and she's just not getting it'.

Meanwhile Luminara is scrambling to deal with this entire situation and the growing sense of dread it inspires. She and Anakin are pretty successful together but holy shit. There is so much wrong with this kid what the actual fuck. Anakin tries to talk to her about Barriss except he offhandedly mentions the chancellor thing in the process and no no no go back what do you mean the chancellor involved you in private senate matters as a teenager.

[glitchfang]

always sort of a shock to the system when i remember ppl know sonic 06’s plot more for the fandub than for itself. which is understandable given the og is a mess, but idk its kinda sad bc theres some good stuff there (shadow’s entire story arc)

[fizzybugzz]

Does Scuttle eat and if he do what do he likes to eat?

Scuttle does need food to survive. Not as nutrition, but as material to regenerate lost body parts! ( like when they lost their leg! )

[marlboromiles]

elaborate on those posts being vb and heretic

well I already did the heretic one here

but as for venture bros doc cheats on brock by molesting dean. brock and him made a million clones of those twins in a lab so doc can keep doing this forever and ever and keep them permanently 16 👍

[k17y]

ㅤㅤㅤIT   SEEMS   RATHER   STRANGE / UNHEARD   OF   THAT   A   SIN,   LET   ALONE   AN   OVERLORD,   WOULD   EVEN   PURCHASE   A   CUSTOM   FIZZ   BOT;   BESIDES   MAMMON   OF   COURSE.   REMEMBER;   THESE   THINGS   ARE   SEX   BOTS   MODELED   AFTER   AN   IMP   CELEBRITY;   WHY   WOULD   OVERLORDS   CARE   ABOUT   SOME   RANDOM   IMP?

ㅤㅤㅤPERSONALLY,   I   THINK   GIVEN   WHO   KITTY   BELONGS   TO   +   HOW   HEAVILY   CUSTOMIZED   SHE   IS,   SHE’D   BE   ONE   OF   THE   BOTS   THAT   FIZZ   &   OZ   HATE   THE   MOST.   IN   THIS   ESSAY,   I   WILL-

[clone-whore-99]

Spoilers for The Bad Batch Season 2 Episode 12 under the cut

This episode was so heartbreaking in so many ways

Crosshair - a man who was used to kinda just do whatever he wanted with his brothers - got told off for not wearing his helmet. And then was told he was "used equipment"

Crosshair, taking a small break to remember his own name when Mayday asks him, because by now he's so used to only being a number and nothing more

Crosshair crawling through snow and digging out Mayday (who lets be honest, was probably the first person to treat him like a living being in forever) and carrying him with him to what should be safety. Even after Mayday told him to leave him, because he was nothing but "dead weight"

Them cuddling together in the shelter of a rock, waiting for the storm to calm down so they can move. Crosshair using his rifle to hold them both in place and then letting Mayday use it as cane to help him walking

And when they finally reached the base, when they finally was at what should've been safety

They were told off for failing the mission on retrieving that shitty equipment

The stormtroopers there looked like they wanted to disobey orders, because they could obviously tell these men needed help, but couldn't risk it

And Crosshair

Crosshair who is usually so headstrong, who pushed away a man who tried to help him after getting burnt by the ion engine - that very same Crosshair

Was on his knees, tired and definitely suffering from frostbite, gasping for air and begging for his brother to be saved.

He was BEGGING

Something that is so out of character for this man, but at this point he is so broken, so tired, so desperate he was willing to throw everything that defined him away just for this one person who treated him with dignity

Just be told that that man wasn't a person at all, but a tool to be used, just as Crosshair is and when it breaks, why repair it when you can get something new instead

The amount of physical, emotional and mental abuse Crosshair has had to face. Holy fuck it broke my heart. I don't like the man, but he deserves better

He deserves a hug and a warm meal and to be told that he matters

[panicbones]

oh okay so a lot of warhammer fans just ship incest. no thanks eat shit goodbye

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

yui is such a great character like. she’s the exact same type of mad scientist nightmare as her husband but she actually gives a shit about people. i'm fine with causing third impact but i draw the line at child abuse type. girlboss. au where gendo actually does bring her back and she just decks him in the face. and then eats him alive (giant robot instincts) and gets the kids therapy. good end.

[xxclone-dannoxx]

ITS PRESTON AGAIN, DONT LISTEN TO THE WUSS WHO SAYS I NEED HELP!! I DONT NEED HELP!! THEY ARE CRAZY!!

You really do need help, Preston. You’ve been pretty high-strung recently..

[theskyexists]

remember rewatching the part in strikers a couple years ago in which nanoha goes to save vivio, her adopted daughter, who is a girl of FIVE forced to become a magical super weapon no longer in control of her body and nanoha has to beam her so incredibly powerfully that nanoha becomes permanently disabled to a small degree and nanoha KNEW of that risk (could easily have been worse) and i was literally CRYING even with completely forgotten context because SOMEHOW this is just this series’ specialty where the most emotional moment is when Nanoha pulls it ALL OUT to stop somebody and in doing so saving them andhere it is extra powerful because vivio is calling out for nanoha to save her and nanoha can only do that by hurting her

SHES FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[clone-anon]

The ship was quiet, which was rare for a vessel that normally had 7 people on it.

The rest of the batch were on a small mission, and had left you and Crosshair behind. (Don't ask, he'd been injured on the last mission and he did NOT want to talk about it.) You'd had kind of a rough day, they happen sometimes to everyone, and it hadnt escaped the perceptive sniper's notice. You'd been sitting in the common area, quietly reading a book, when he silently stalked in and sat down beside you.

He didnt speak right away, he rarely did. But you'd been around the batch long enough that you understood his intentions anyway, and you knew he trusted you and cared about you in his own somewhat grumpy way.

"I don't know what's wrong. And i know I'm not anyone's first choice to talk to. But I will listen, if you want."

His familiar voice was softer than usual, uncommonly so, and it caught you off gaurd for a minute. You nodded, unsure if you were going to speak, but you knew he understood that too. He gently bumped his shoulder against yours and with a small sigh, slid a strong, lean muscled arm around your shoulders.

You knew Cross didn't share affection lightly and you leaned against his side, content to share in his warmth as long as he would let you. And he was a sniper. He could sit in silence for a long time.

The ship was quiet. Unusual for such a vessel. But it was cozy. And you knew that within was at least six other souls who cared about you. And sometimes, that could be enough.

Okay, I am crying in the best way. So today has not been great at all. A past abuser reached out to me, and it took everything not to respond, but I kind of fell into an emotional hole. Thank you for this story, and actually, Crosshair is my first choice. This is so very lovely. Thank you!

[melzezdoor]

Quick rant. Kishimoto is a hack because instead of having Sasuke just become a family man with issues he decided to just have the man not be there at all.

For no fucking reason. What narrative or thematic purpose did this serve other than trashing Sakura's dignity like what the fuck. This man is fast as fuck how is he not dropping by like every week? Every other week? Month? How often enough is he away that the only picture Sakura has of him for family purposes is his bounty pic?

Is this stuff addressed in the novels? Do they address it in Boruto? Am I going crazy?

[jinjeriffic]

Young Justice x DP prompt

While roaming, Danielle runs into Young Justice. They think she's just a random meta runaway kid and she joins the team. The thing is, when Batman assembles a baseline medical file for her, he runs a DNA sample and discovers she's genetically his daughter. Bruce has a private meltdown about how he has a preteen daughter he never knew about who has been living on the streets for who knows how long and oh god every terrible thing that could have happened to her etc. etc. Once he gets a grip on himself he tries to do the whole "Ellie, I am your father" spiel with her. Ellie immediately transforms and Nopes the hell out before he even finishes the elevator pitch because she has TRAUMA about billionaires pretending to be her father using and abusing her, okay?

The Team eventually catches up to her and try to gently coax her into coming back with them. Only...

Ellie: This makes absolutely no sense! I'm a clone!

Robin: Uh...

Ellie: And unless Batman is secretly a teenage superhero from Bumfuck Nowhere, Illinois then there's no way he's my biological father!

Robin: *mental BSOD*

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Robin: So good news B, Ellie is not your secret lovechild you never knew about. The better news is you may be getting two kids for the price of one!

[betrayalandbetrayed]

Ok, so just read this amazing long post of Danny Phantom becoming a Chem Teacher in Gotham(really great, definitely worth the read) but a small side tangent in the post made me want more.

PROMPT

Vlad Masters Sues Lex Luther For Copyright Infringement

Reclusive millionaire Vlad Masters has recently come into the spotlight as he starts a case against Lex Luthor

"When I recovered from my injuries after collage I discovered I could never have children, and that my College cruch had gotten married to my best friend. Thankfully, I didn't hold onto the resentment, and when I started trying to find a way to get my own child, their son offered up some genetic material to help the process, as both me and his parents didn't have fully stable DNA for this process."

"I intend to get full custody of the clone by Lex Luthor and to get all the money I can for his reckless and copyright infringement"

We reached out to the Justice League and Luthor Corp for comments relating to this case as well as the allegations of child abuse but they have not responded.

[liketolaugh-writes]

Danny shifted, clearly uncomfortable under Bruce's unwavering attention. "He's… dangerous, and immoral," he admitted, crossing his arms uncomfortably. "He's the one that discovered that I'm a clone, and that my DNA is unstable. I… didn't grow up knowing." He clenched his jaw.

"You grew up," Bruce said without meaning to. Danny shrugged tensely.

"My… creators knew that my DNA was unstable, and they hoped letting me grow naturally would help," Danny said. He smiled sardonically. "It did, technically. I'm destabilizing slowly instead of all at once."

Bruce nodded, a pit growing in his stomach. "The man you're trusting to help you."

"I don't have a lot of options," Danny said flatly. "Fewer than most clones would. It's fine. He's obsessed with me; he discovered the problems with my DNA in the process of trying to clone me. Like I said, he won't let me die, and he's not interested in you. He's interested in… traits I acquired during experimentation." Evasive again.

"What does he want in exchange."

That earned him a confused glance. "Nothing from you," Danny said. Bruce held his gaze, waiting. "…He hasn't said. I don't have any power to negotiate, so I decided it was a problem for later. Probably, he'll demand to adopt me. I expect he'll have rules. I don't really know. We haven't exactly gotten that far."

"Why."

Danny sighed, leaning back on the table where he was still seated. "He's lonely," he said, with unexpected and open pity. "He wanted to marry my mom-" Twitch. "…The woman, of the couple that made me." An open wound, Bruce noted. "But he couldn't. He has no one."

Bruce's mouth curled down. "Has he assaulted you?"

Danny looked at him again, clearly unsettled by his concern. "Sexually? No. And he hasn't indicated that he wants to. Physically?" He huffed. "Well… maybe he'll stop once he has what he wants." There was no fear there, only bitterness.

Bruce pulled the picture together in his mind. According to his words, Danny had grown up believing he was a normal child, despite experimentation that left lingering effects (unless 'experimentation' was a euphemism for something else?) and had only recently discovered otherwise because another man was attempting to clone him. To acquire him. That man had, apparently, told Danny, and they had composed a plan to attempt to save his life, possibly without Danny ever returning to his creators after the revelation.

"And you intend to stay with him."

Danny clenched his jaw, glaring at the floor. "I told you, I don't have a lot of options," he gritted out. "We'll see, okay? Maybe he'll calm down once I'm actually living with him and not beating him off me with a stick. I'm sorry I can't MacGuyver my way out of this like you can." Tight and insecure.

Either Danny was a very good actor, or he actually expected that Bruce would knowingly send him away to live with a 'dangerous and immoral' man that he described as 'obsessed' with him. Given Bruce's extensive experience with damaged teenagers, he suspected it was the latter.

Tim was acquainted with the cloning process, due to his close friendship with Kon. And Oracle would most likely be able to recover CADMUS' research on stabilizing cloned DNA. An idea started to form in Bruce's mind.

At that moment, Tim returned from the lab, far too soon to have finished the DNA extraction process, let alone analyzed it.

"I don't know how you get this from DNA," Tim announced, holding up a tube of buffer fluid that for some reason glowed faintly green, "but I have never seen a sample break down so fast."

Danny dropped his head into his hands.

Gut Feeling

DPXDC

Commissioner Jim Gordon meets an odd kid in the precinct.

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“Come on, you really don’t have a way to directly contact Batman?”

Jim smiled. Kids came to the station and asked that all the time. Usually, it was just curiosity and showing them the signal was enough to get them to sign up for the Junior Police program. This one looked a little older than most, teenagers were often “too old” to believe in Batman, but again, give them a little faith now and they’ll never loose it.

“Lookin’ for the Bat, kid?” Jim asked, knowing he was about to make this kid’s –

Jim froze. The kid turned to face him and it was Bruce Wayne. Not playboy billionaire Bruce Wayne, but freshly a teenager Bruce Wayne. The Bruce Wayne who Jim had checked in on time and again from age eight until he ran off on a globetrotting trip to find himself. The little Bruce Wayne with too pale skin and dark bags under his eyes, and not enough love to make up for all the grief weighing him down. And he didn’t look like Damian either, where Bruce was obviously his father but there were distinct traits from his mother. This was a carbon copy of a boy Jim remembered vividly.

“I am.” He even sounded like teenage Bruce. All business, like he was on a mission.

“I might be able to help you, but it’ll take a while.” Jim said and the officer the kid had been talking too gave him an odd look. He waved her off and told the kid to follow him to the commissioner’s office. Normally, he’d be more dramatic, put on more of a show for the kid, but his gut told him this was different, this was important. He offered the kid a styrofoam cup of water then closed the door behind him. “So, what do you need to talk to Batman for?”

“It’s personal. I need to talk to him in person.”

Jim took a sip of coffee from his cup. “He doesn’t appreciate me calling for no reason in the middle of the day.”

“So you do have a direct line?” The kid nearly jumped out of his seat. “If he’s upset, it’ll be my fault, just call him, please.”

“Who should I say wants to talk to him?”

The kid hesitated. “He doesn’t know me, but I have to talk to him.”

Jim frowned. “What’s your name, kid?”

He swallowed and looked like he wasn’t going to answer for a moment. “Danny.”

“Danny…?” Jim wanted a last name but Danny kept quiet. Jim sighed, “He’s likely not going to show up until sundown.”

“I can wait, as long as you guarantee he’ll show.”

“And you’re not going to tell me why you need Batman?” Jim just got a glare in response. “What about one of the other heroes?”

“Only Batman, no one else can help.”

“You sure about that? Not even Superman?”

“Not unless Superman can get me in the same room as Batman.”

“Why’s it so important that you meet him in person?”

“It’s personal.”

Jim liked this less and less by the minute. “Do your parents know you’re here?”

Danny looked away but right when it looked like he wouldn’t say anything he mumbled. “They wouldn’t care anyway.”

After another moment to give the kid time to reconsider, Jim pulled out the Bat-phone. It was a normal Wayne-Tech cell phone, but Jim had been given very specific instructions on how and when to use it. The phone listed all the Gotham Vigilantes without visible numbers so they couldn’t be copied and handed out. He pressed the one for Batman.

“Stand outside, would you?” The kid gave him a look, but followed the request. Jim could see his shadow in the door’s window, not so subtle eavesdropping.

It rang a few times, and Jim sat there awkwardly with a teenager listening to his every move. Finally, a familiar voice picked up the other end of the line. “Commissioner Gordon.”

“Sorry to call you out of the blue Batman, but I’ve got a kid here who needs your help.”

“Who?”

“Says his name is Danny, that you’ve never met him but you’re the only one who can help him.”

“Why?”

“Refuses to tell me.”

“What’s your best guess, Commissioner?”

Jim looked at Danny’s shadow, it looked like he was straining his ears to try and hear what he was saying. Danny had given him almost nothing to work with. Just his name, that he’s never met Batman but needs to talk with him in person. But Jim was here because he listened to his gut. A feeling like when you see a random rock on your neighbor’s doorstep but you’d never go in without an invitation. A feeling like you know what’s in the present and are preparing your surprised face. A feeling like when you cheated on your wife and you know she knows.

“He looks like Bruce Wayne.”

A beat of silence. “What?”

“Danny looks exactly like Bruce when he was a teenager. Exactly the same.” Jim hoped Batman would get it, feel in his gut what Jim felt.

“And he wont say why he’s there?”

“No, and he demands to see you in person.”

“I’ll be there in an hour.”

“10-4.” The line cut off before Jim had finished saying it. He called Danny in again. “He’s on his way.”

Danny glared at him. “If he’s not, if you called some social worker or something, you’ll regret it.”

“I’m sure.” Jim sighed and downed the rest of his now cold coffee.

The sun hadn’t set, but only just barely. Jim ended up taking Danny up to the roof in the end after all, if only to save his window from being broken into. The kid had a red hoodie on, but he was still shivering in the autumn chill and it was just going to get colder by the minute as the sun made its way behind the horizon.

Jim checked his watch and, at exactly an hour from when he called, he acted surprised when Batman and Robin appeared out of nowhere. “Bats.”

“Commissioner.” Batman greeted but his eyes went straight for Danny. “Danny, I assume.”

“Yeah, I…” Danny hesitated, looking at Jim and Robin.

All it took was four words from Batman. “What do you need?”

The kid held out his hand with a flash drive in it. “I’m your clone. My par- The people who made me wanted to make a stronger version of you, but they got ahead of themselves. My DNA is degrading and I’ll die if I don’t get your DNA to stabilize me.”

Holy cow.

“You don’t expect us to believe that, do you?” Robin sneered at him.

“The flash drive has all the info on it. All the data about the cloning process and the, uh, relevant experiments after that.” Batman gave the kid a look. “I didn’t want to waste time on unnecessary data.”

“If what you’re saying is true, why are you here, alone? Are they working on a different solution?”

Danny’s shoulders hiked up. “I’ve been a failure for a while now, I’m not worth the resources and they’d learn more from an autopsy.”

Oof, kid. Jim looked at Batman who seemed to feel the same… if Jim was reading him right.

“So, you wont object to a DNA test?” Robin asked with a cocky head tilt, at least he was relatively easy to read.

“You can try.” Danny said, and then realized what that sounded like. “I mean I wont stop you, but my DNA degrades faster outside my body. You’ll have to take me to whatever lab you plan on using.”

“Then we will.” Batman said and jerked his head towards where they’d probably parked that ridiculous car of his. But then he looked at Jim with a nod. “Commissioner.”

“Batman.” Jim returned the nod. “You’ll tell me how things turn out, yeah?”

“I’ll give you a report.” Batman joked – Jim could tell, it was gut feeling.