#something up with Jack

[emmastraub3]

Something up with Jack.

[radiance1]

Gotham was home to many strange things.

Dangerous things more often than not, yes, but still in the line of strange to those outside of Gotham.

Of course, their strange has become their normal.

But sometimes, things that happen in Gotham just makes them stare. Sometimes.

Watching a man walk through the streets, chatting amicably and smiling like everything is right in the word while holding none other than Killer Croc in his arms, who is clinging onto his neck and carefully trying not to fall off while nodding to show he's listening while also pitching in here and there with a question or statement or whatever.

It's just.

Odd.

Even by their standards.

(Meanwhile, Jack is very, very happy to finally reconnect with his older brother who he was, until just a few days prior, under the impression was dead.)

[siriusly-the-best-bi]

guys the kiss was so important especially from a narrative and storytelling perspective because it was literally Crowley taking everything that's happened between them, every unsaid intention and every unspoken promise, and making it physical.

He's taking their arrangement and every other bullshit excuse they've ever used to hide how they feel about each other and throwing them out the window to put their feelings into an undeniable physical action that holds a lot of meaning to humans in order to be absolutely sure that Aziraphale knows exactly what he means when he says "we could have been Us." He wants to be absolutely sure that there are no misunderstandings between them and know that Azirphale will be committing to this decision with absolute reassurance that he's been understood and rejected anyway.

he's taking a human action with so much meaning and so much importance, and he's using it as a way to desperately make Aziraphale completely and undeniably aware of what he's stating. No more charades and no more lies or cover-ups. There's no denying this thing between them now, and Crowley did it the human way. Because he and Aziraphale love humanity and it's everything to them in their own ways.

There's a reason we saw a kiss between Crowley and Aziraphale, and not Gabriel and Beelzebub, despite them both being undeniable foils.

and really if you just think about that isn't it so god damned beautiful?

[bluerosefox]

Once again. A new DPxDC idea/prompt.

(Deaged! Danny, Dan, Ellie, and Jazz!)

Enjoy my random ideas.

Look.

Selina....

Selina wasn't expecting this when she decided to have some fun and do what she does best.

She just meant to sweet talk her way into Master's gala/party. Flirt and get info, maybe some blackmail. Steal away the rare cat themed artifact he had recently gotten (and also steal away his actual cat, such a lovely little diva it is too). then she was going to disappear into the night like always.

So...

Selina casted her eyes into the mirror of her car and could see the tiny children she had rescued from Master's hidden basement lab. All but one was asleep, the oldest out of them, although she seemed to be losing that fight from the way her head was falling forward, eyes closing but would jerk herself back awake when she realized she was falling asleep.

Curled up as hard and as much as they could towards the little redhead was three dark haired children, Selina mused that they'd fit right in with Bruce and his little bats/birds.

Two were near identical boys, though one seemed to be much paler than the other and if she remembered right one had red eyes and the other had blue, and the last one of the sleeping kids was a tiny toddler, a girl she heard was named 'Ellie' from the others.

Selina took note that the red head, Jazz, had finally fallen asleep a few minutes later. With a deep breath as she drove further and further away from that... that insane Fruitloop (she overheard the two boys call him that as they ran to her car) Master's place, she blindly reached for her phone and pressed a single digit on the screen, knowing it will connect to her car and call up the only person she can trust to help her with this.

"Selina." came the gravely voice after a single ring, sounds like she caught him on patrol but he seemed to be in a spot where he was okay to say her actual name over coms or she caught him before his night shift started.

"Hello Darling, I need your help with some kittens I found and to help me... Put away their terrible old owner."

[chrliekclly]

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it’s been 6 years exactly nd i apologize for everything about this

[tw: implied csa]

[moxidi-fanarts-and-sketches]

WHEN THE WORLD TELLS YOU TO ALWAYS KEEP SUCKING DOWN...

[phuuca]

Sometime during the school year, the freshmen forged a Blood Pact.

It's advanced magic, magic that not even the most experienced mages would dare to do, but they don't know if they're going to live or die every time they step outside their rooms or Ramshackle.

With all these Overblots of people that are supposed to be wise, supposed to be caring, reliable, and responsible. But they're not. Every time they wake up, and something goes horribly wrong (because something always does), they tell themselves "It's going to be today; today's the day I'm killed by my Housewarden."

Sometime during the school year, the freshmen talked about forming a Blood Pact.

Surprisingly enough, it was Deuce who suggested it.

"You guys means so much to me," is what he said. "I couldn't survive without you in my life."

That was how the weight of their imminent doom came crashing down on them; the fact their lives are in constant danger. If even the most powerful, most "level-headed" of mages can succumb to Blot, and succumb BADLY, then they have no chance.

Sometime during the school year, the freshmen decide, with absolute certainty, to form a Blood Pact.

Sebek manages to distract Lilia enough to allow Ace and Epel to steal one of his old books (he doesn't feel as bad as he should).

Jack and Deuce cleared out a room in Ramshackle for the spell to take place, while Yuu had taken whatever spare money they had and bought the materials they needed over a several weeks thanks to the list and measurement Ortho provided.

It was going to be perfect and, if something went wrong, at least they were going down together.

In fact, those were the terms. "If we get hurt, we get hurt together. If we go down, we go down together. We'll be there for each other, 'til the very end."

Despite everything, and the many, many doubts that plagued their minds, it worked. Despite everything, the spell worked.

Sometime during the school year, the freshmen successfully forged a Blood Pact.

However, despite how well it went, the Blood Pact has some very interesting side effects.

The main one being: They had no idea how much they got hurt, until each other's bruises and injuries started to show up on the other's skin.

[infinite-mirrors]

(They're definitely Up To Something)

[see-arcane]

Arthur, normally: "I will reserve all my talking Specifically for one (1) scheduled guys night out to share ear-tingling stories. Not a word more or less for the next month."

Jack: "Seems about right for him."

Arthur, when Lucy is Not Well: [INSERT MORE THAN THREE LINES OF DIALOGUE HERE]

Jack, already packing his medical bag: "oh god oh fuck, that's too many Art words happening, something's wrong wrong"

[butcharondir]

BELLE + JACK + NEURODIVERGENCY

Why commit an operation like that to memory? It’s just how I do it.

aka me and the bad bitch i pulled (@glitter50000)

[highdefinitions]

i absolutely cannot stop thinking about this article this part makes me SICK

[radiance1]

There was a new cafe open in Gotham.

Such thing would usually not be a problem whatsoever, except for the fact that the family that ran said bakery just appeared out of nowhere one day. No one knew who they were, not where they came from.

The two parents- Mr. and Mrs. Fenton seemed to be the usual case of brilliant scientists about to snap and go crazy, and yes, everyone who visited said store waited with baited breath for said thing to happen.

Except, it never did.

They were just being your normal (as you can get in Gotham) run of the mill parents taking care of their two kids while simultaneously running a bakery.

Almost made them feel silly for waiting for the other shoe to drop, but in Gotham you could never be too sure.

Their oldest child, Jasmine Fenton passed college with flying colors, and seemed to be your normal run of the mil teenage girl busy with taking care of school and stuff.

Their youngest and last child- Danny Fenton- was a bit of an enigma, to be honest. He didn't seem to be going to school, instead staying and helping run his parents' bakery alongside- or alone when they were busy with something else- his parents. The room noticeably got colder whenever he was around, his touch colder than the normal human should be, his breath a tad too cold whenever he was speaking over someone's shoulder, and his teeth literal fangs.

They assume him to be a meta, and if he didn't already have parents would have assumed him to be Mr. Freeze's long-lost child or something.

Everyone was determined to treat them like a normal family, maybe a tad weird but honestly, it wouldn't be inaccurate to say there was something weird about everyone who lived in Gotham.

They were just a normal family, maybe have a past they're running from, who are the Gothamites to judge. At least, until they were attacked by one of Gotham's rouges.

The daughter was at school, well out of the fire zone.

Ms. Fenton calmly rang out a bell on the counter, while Mr. Fenton didn't even stop from where he was carrying multiple people's orders (with the help from small green beings the Fenton's call blob ghosts) and then out from the ceiling appeared what looked like extremely high-tech weapons and without a second's delay were they fired, the villain was not killed, but were knocked out cold.

Then their son appeared from the kitchen, dusting his hands off on his apron, calmly walked to the villain and proceeded to throw them out of the establishment as easy as breathing and walk back into the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

They knew there was another shoe just waiting to drop, and drop it did. They're just glad it wasn't the result of another villain added to the rogue's ranks.

And hey, they'll be turning a blind eye for as long as they could when said family makes some of the best pastries and meanest cups of coffee in Gotham.

(Two days after that was it made known that their daughter pulled out one of those same high-tech guns on the Red Hood.)

[nhl-stories]

These two clips have the same energy to me aka Luke will always just be the "it's a business" boy to me

[vonlipvig]

in honor of 10 years of dashcon, we should all pay our respects by taking a little bit of time from our day to think about our favorite characters running/going to an absolutely dogshit convention. with a ball pit, of course.

[roachingurcoach]

okay I don't really know how to frame this. but like. funniest way to confirm Dean is Ben's dad is

20 year-old Ben takes a genetics test for fun or whatever, and the results he gets back are just batshit insane. it's like. oh hey. my biological father is a known serial killer who's still on the FBI's most wanted list and has been found or thought dead multiple times. and my uncle. and my grandfather. and my grandmother. and my--

[popsicle-stick]

im murder im mansplain and im malpractice the QUESTIONABLE CRIMINOLOGY TRIO