#in this house we ignore the weird incubator shit

[dpmultibitches]

Talia Al Ghul

Obviously things can vary to fit plots, the info I'm writing mainly fits in with my fic and my info for Danny but can be altered to an extent timeline wise and such. Also she has been effected by proximity to the pit along with how much her father had used them before she was conceived and ages a bit slow & I kinda picked and chose pieces from the various stories we have about her

Talia Al Ghul was born around 1950 to a woman born into the league who had caught the eye of the Great Ra's Al Ghul, Melisande was killed when Talia was an infant by a former ally of Ra's named Qayin. After her death the guard who had been charged with protecting his child was killed for their failure and a price was put on Qayin's capture or death. After the lose of her Mother Talia was raised by a combination of teachers and her father, as she got older and her skill became more obvious? Her father became a more prominent figure in her lessons, training her to be able to run his organization for him when he had things to attend to.

Sometime later in her life she meets Bruce Wayne as Batman after both her she and Dick Grayson are kidnapped seemingly by a mutual enemy of Ra's and Batman. Unknown to Batman at the time, this was a set-up to allow his daughter the chance to seduce him. After their encounter an offer is extended to Bruce to train with the league and expand his skill set, during his time with them Bruce and Talia do manage to fall into a whirlwind romance. During this time, much to her father's disappointment, Talia ends up truly falling for Bruce. Unfortunately for her he learns the truth about their meeting and that Gotham is in danger at the same time, making his decision to leave easy for him.

It was nearly 2 weeks after Bruce left that Talia realized the that she was pregnant with his child, or rather children. When it was learned she was pregnant, steps were taken to make sure that her child would be stronger and more resilient than any normal child should. A combination of Lazarus magic and science was used to make the child stronger and more resilient. She's had thoughts about it being the reason Aidan was born still, needing to be dipped in the waters to truly enter the world. She has never voiced them allowed for fear that her own meddling in an attempt to make him stronger caused her son's entrance to the world to be delayed.

As Damian and Aidan grew, it was obvious to Talia which one her Father favored, even if it had not been for Aidan's less than ideal birth? His hesitance to kill unless it could not be avoided was obvious, even if none would voice it outside the looks her father would give her in those instances. Despite this, he excelled in stealth more so than even many of his teachers. Many members took to referring to him as The Heir's Shadow and assumed that if Damian ever took over for his grandfather, Aidan would serve a similar role to him as Talia did for Ra.'s.

When it comes to her son's Talia would do anything that she could to protect them, no matter who that made an enemy to her or who it turned against her; even if it was them that turned against her. It is this that pushed her to helping Jason Todd when he died and came back incomplete, knowing that Bruce was going through the pain of losing a child? She could not sit back and ignore that as her own children now nearly 7 years old lived and breathed in front of her, and so she found Jason and tossed him into a pit to be fully revived. During his time with her he met Damian twice and Aidan only once, but he was so far into the pit haze that it's possible they looked similar enough he didn't realize there were two of them.

Unsurprisingly with her protective streak when it came to her children, when her schedule allowed it Talia would follow them on any missions that they were assigned. When Danny was 8 years and 3 months old, he was assigned to a mission to kill a former ally of Ra's. She did just that, seeing when he failed in his mission and doing so for him well, rigging the building to blow. She then caught up with her son and told him to follow her, traversing him over 2 states from where his mission had been. She told him that Aidan Al Ghul was dead, and if he wanted to survive, he would stay that way. She trusted that she had instilled the skills needed to survive in him and left, not being able to stay away longer for risk of Ra's becoming suspicious.

After returning, she broke the news about Aidan to her father before doing so privately to Damian in anticipation of his upset about his brother's lose. It was not long after this that she brought him to Gotham to tell him who his father was, hoping that learning this information would help him through his grief. When she later left Damian with his father it was the second-hardest day of her life, because at least with him she knew that Bruce would be there to protect him.

[demcntwins]

Damian Wayne & Daniel Fenton Twin AU Blog based on my own fic(s)

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Main Fic Series: Reuniting and Redemption

Secondary Fic: Hauntless King

Damian Wayne was born as Damian Al Ghul to Talia Al Ghul soon after his twin brother Aidan, however well Aidan's entrance into the world was silent his was not. The baby screamed himself to exhaustion and even then let out small whines as he slept until his brother was by his side after being put into the Lazarus water that Ra's Al Ghul treasured. Well he was born the son of The Bat and the Heir of the demon, Aidan being the Son of the Bat and the plan to be putting him into a position to succeed their father in his role? It was Aidan who would later go on to have a place among the power of the pits, well Damian was happy to succeed their father in his mission and one day carry on the mantle of The Bat.

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[deweydecimalchickens]

So I checked the changed NHS Covid advice like a good girl and concluded that I will be ignoring it because I am not too stupid to live. It stinks of political interference over science.

Mmmkay. This is the only example they have under "close contact". If "close contact" for Covid-19 required cohabitation or an overnight stay, we wouldn't have had a pandemic, now, would we? It would've been contained by the limited and largely fixed number of sleeping arrangements.

OMICRON IS HELLA CONTAGIOUS. It's 4 x as contagious as Delta, which was 1.5 x as contagious as Alpha, which was 1.5 x as contagious as the original Wuhan strain. Nearly three years and three more-contagious variants later, why the FUCK is the NHS website implying you're only at risk if you stay overnight in somebody's house?

Look it's not that washing your hands is ever going to be bad advice. We have all enjoyed the relative lack of shitting 'n' puking bugs recently. But THIS BITCH IS AIRBORNE. It's not even just big droplets (that we all got a bit overconfident about because the recommendations came from an old TB study and TB is a pretty weird disease); it's also aerosols. Putting the pointless hygiene theatre in the same list as stuff that actually works just undermines the whole damn list and gives people the wrong idea about how it actually spreads. (If I see one more maskless person diligently cleaning door handles in a windowless space I'm gonna lose it.)

More worrying is the stuff that's missing. Where is "work from home if you can"? Where is "get tested"?

Whoop, there it is. Excuse me, my good bitch, but what seems to be the FUCK? Yes, you should get tested if you have been exposed to a disease, my siblings in Baphomet, how is this even a question?!?!?!

Okay yes there are concerns about the false-negative rate on LFTs, and people wrongly taking a negative LFT during the incubation period as a green light to go and cough on a granny. There are arguments for waiting until day 3-5 to test to reduce the risk of this. But you should still get tested! These are not concerns unique to coronavirus and you can bear them in mind and interpret the results accordingly. But if Schroedinger's Covid becomes Yes Definitely Covid, you do need to know that and react accordingly.

It sure as hell shouldn't be in the "don't" list. It's not going to do any harm or set back your progress. The "don't" list should be reserved for things like "go to unnecessary indoor events for the next ten days". It belongs in a "this is a really good idea but the government won't support you, soz" list along with working from home. What they mean is "you should do this but we're not going to recommend it because then we'd have to address the question of why we withdrew free testing and that would be awkward." Fuck's sake.

Overall having advice this shitty and not being honest about why is an ongoing threat to public health. It just furthers the idea "they don't know what they're doing" and "they keep changing their minds", which makes people less likely to listen when the next wave or disease tears through. Yes Omicron is half as lethal as Delta but it's four times more contagious and I don't always maths good but that equals twice as many deaths. It's not over.

[butwhyduh]

Links and Secrets

Peter Parker x reader ch2

Warning: language

Word count: 1207

Summary: villain origin story

A week later you got a letter of condolence from your brother’s lab. Which was super weird since it was closed. And the letter was odd too. It looked spliced and didn’t have a name or return address. The letter was held together with a wax seal that you didn’t recognize. All it said was “my condolences.” You didn’t know why but you felt it best to not share that with Peter. He was your way out of grief. Not pulling him in.

For two whole days you tried to ignore it. But something told you that you had to go to the lab. So despite your better judgement, you pulled on some black clothing and drove to the laboratory that night. You parked a few blocks away and slowly crept down to look at the building. It was down by the docks and was boarded up. The wind was cold and salty. You could hear the clanging of metal from ships but couldn’t make out voices from your location. The wind hid that.

You noticed a lose board around the back. You pulled on it and the board pried away and you saw an opening you could squeeze it. The room was dirty. Salt water had seeped into everything. Moldy papers lay on warped desks. You carefully walked around the debris on the ground. You opened a door to find a much cleaner hallway that led to another room.

This room housed new computers, incubators, and other machines. You looked at different test tubes in the glass incubator. You felt the glass and indeed it was warm. They were growing something. This didn’t make much sense. Your brother was a chemist, not a biologist. You heard a voice outside the room and hid behind a table. Your heart beat out of your chest. Why were you there?

“I told you that it would be next week,” a man said. His leather shoes the only thing you could see from your position. “You know what? Find another biochemist to do this.” Laughter. “But you can’t afford to let me go with what I know.”

He walked closer and you backed farther away. A vial fell to the table and you felt a worldly watery liquid cover your hand. You shook it visibly in disgust. A few seconds later a cold burning sensation began to spread through your hand. You were no longer paying attention to the man on the phone.

You pushed down farther as he suddenly laughed and your back pushed straight into a rolling cart of test tubes. The tubes spilled and some poured on you. You gasped loudly and tried to scrub it off. Your head felt light and your vision blurred. You were vaguely aware that the man stopped talking on the phone.

“Sir, we have to go,” said another man who shrugged the noise off and left. Your vision turned to black and and you fell to the floor. You had no idea how long you laid there but you woke up as someone laid you on a scratchy bed. It was the last person you’d imagine: Spider-Man.

“Are you okay?” He asked. His masked face close to you. You reached up to touch his mask and he pulled his face from reach. “No no no. Don’t touch the mask.” You nodded.

“Where am I?” You asked looking around a modest bedroom.

“A safe place. How do you feel?” He asked.

“Numb....Tired. What happened,” you asked confused. You vaguely remembered the warehouse. Rain poured against a dirty window.

“You spilled some chemicals on yourself and I’m having dronie run some tests to find out what it was. If I can get some blood samples..” his voice trailed off.

“What’s dronie?”

“Nothing. Just a program. Can I try taking some of your blood?” Peter asked. You nodded slowly and he pulled out some supplies. A pair of rubber gloves were pulled on. He cleaned your skin and prepped a syringe. You were so disoriented that you hadn’t even thought about the needle. You have an intense fear of needles.

The second it touched your skin you freaked out by jumping away and your body had a new reaction. You accidentally tazed Spider-Man. Your body suddenly shocked him with current and he jumped away shocked. The eyes of his mask were huge.

“What just- What did you- that really hurt!” He said. You squeezed your body into a ball in fear. “I’m sorry,” broke the voice from the mask. “Don’t be scared. I’m trying to help you. Just let me help. Please.”

“I don’t even know you,” you said behind your knees. “I don’t know what is going on.”

“Okay,” He said and seemed to argue with himself before grasping the bottom of his mask. He pulled it off and you could see Peter’s curly brown hair and big brown eyes.

“What the fuck?” You asked bluntly.

“Hey, Hey, Hey! You’re glowing. Don’t shock me again. Calm down. Okay?” He pleaded. His hands were out, palm up in worry. You breathed in deeply and you hands calmed down. You felt like crying.

“Why am I like this? What is this? My brother’s lab is fucking crazy and running even though it’s supposed to closed. And you’re fucking Spider-Man. How long?” You suddenly demanded.

“A while. Since I was 15. And I was looking into your brother’s lab. That’s how I found you. His partner is still working and has continuously and hasn’t submitted anything. No patent, nothing for peer review, no experiment to be reviewed ethically, no participants, and no money from anywhere. Government, private. Nothing. He’s disappeared but is still working everyday. If I didn’t know any better I would say this guy is making drugs or something,” Peter said.

“Breaking bad?”

“You never know. I was doing surveillance on him and you show up and almost die. Did you know I had to do chest compressions? You stopped breathing. What the hell were you doing?” He asked. You uncurled your legs and sat straight.

“I was scoping the place out,” you said. Peter stared at you intensely. “I wasn’t thinking okay?”

“Yeah. I’m still worried about you. You were going to die. I think I should take you to Mr Stark. That way we can check this new lightning thing out,” Peter suggested. He was sitting closer now.

“Check this out? No no no. I don’t want anyone knowing about this. I can’t. I wanna figure this out myself,” you said feeling cagey. You knew “checking it out” would be tests and being locked away. Your seen the Scarlet Witch on the news.

“No. It’s best if we work together. Mr Stark will help you get rid of this-“

“Get rid of this? Maybe I wanna keep it,” you growled.

“Okay. He’ll help with that too,” he said trying to hold your hand and you shocked him in fear. Peter fell off the bed.

“Shit!” He cried grabbing his hand. You climbed over him and grabbed your shoes. “Stop,” Peter said slowly getting up. You shocked him as he reached out again. He hissed in pain. “Please wait,” he said still feeling the shock as you ran away.