#specifically his kids

[books-netflix-and-pizza]

Sometimes, when the Flash walks into a room that Batman is already in, he gets the most bone-chilling glare he's ever received in his life. Like he's never been so sure of his imminent death, even though he knows Batman doesn't kill. Then one time, he watched Wally run full speed into Batman (who didn't even budge, by the way) and he nearly burst into tears, sure he was about to watch his nephew get eaten or something. But Batman just grips Wally by the shoulders to keep him from falling over and grunts. Wally grins sheepishly, gives a little "Sorry, B-Man", and runs off. Barry blinks, trying to comprehend what he just saw, and opens his mouth to ask, when Batman turns and stares into the depths of his soul. Next thing he knows, Barry's on the other end of the Watchtower, and he's not sure if he ran or if Batman can just do that.

Oliver is pretty sure the Bat has it out for him. He's not sure why, as far as he can remember he's never done anything, but it definitely feels a little personal when Batman points out the flaws in every plan Oliver contributes. The only reason he doesn't leap across the table and demand answers is because he likes living, thank you, and he's pretty sure Batman could literally bite his head off. But then, on a day where Roy happens to be at the Watchtower at the same time is Oliver, Oliver corners him for a meal. Batman is a table near them with Wonder Woman, and Oliver can make out pieces of a plan they're working on as he eats. Suddenly, Roy's chair screeches as he pushes it over to their table. Oliver doesn't even have time to shout a warning, barely has enough time to grab his bow (useless as it may be against whatever it is that Batman is) before Roy is offering a plan suggestion. But Batman doesn't devour Roy's head in a single bite, no he tilts his head consideringly and nods. Roy's back at the table in an instant all nonchalance and "put that down Olly, we're eating". Oliver thinks he needs to go to the medbay, because surely he has a concussion.

Superman has known Batman just as long as anybody. If asked, he'd say he trusts the man, mostly. He's under no illusions that Batman would say the same, but he's working on it. That doesn't mean he's not slightly intimidated by the man. Batman's anger is a force in and of itself, and it's not one that Clark is particularly fond of being subjected to. Which is why he's conflicted at the moment. Because his son (son? clone? they're still discussing the semantics) is the unfortunate recipient of Batman's patented glare at the moment. Kon has his arms crossed as he stands next to one of his teammates, Clark only recognizes this one as Red Robin because he's the only one Clark knows nothing about. The expression on Kon's face is familiarly defiant, and Clark is torn between interjecting and risking the Batman's wrath, or letting Kon be subjected to it. He's so distracted by his inner turmoil that he doesn't hear what Batman says next. He does however, hear Kon's response. "look, we got the job done, didn't we?" He's frozen in shock, in fear, which is why he's still behind Batman when Batman responds. "hrnn" and stalks away Clark blinks, sure his ears are faulty then blinks again when he notices Kon's smile. He elbows his teammate, says something about a bet, but Clark is too confused to follow. What just happened?

He's almost forgotten about that incident the next time one of his children is subject to the Bat. This time it's Jon, Jon who is too young and too eager to please to endure the anger of Batman. But Clark is still holding up the collapsing building as the first responders get the last few civilians out. He can't go to his son and defend him, all he can do is watch as Jon approaches Batman of his own volition. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break it." And Clark's heart breaks, because it really hadn't even been Jon's fault. His son had deflected a car thrown at him, and the car had taken out the last remaining support for the building Clark is currently holding. There were no casualties, but there were injuries, and Clark can see the guilt his son feels from here. His sorrow is replaced with complete and utter shock as Jon throws himself forward, face pressed against Batman's chest and skinny arms wrapping around his back. He grows more shocked, if possible, when Batman gently places a hand on the back of Jon's head, cradling it against his chest. "everyone will recover, and you'll learn for next time. It's alright, Jon." When the building is evacuated and Clark is given the all clear to let it down, he makes his way over to his son. Batman doesn't even look at him as he gently detaches Jon from him and deposits him in Clark's arms. He turns to leave, and Clark barely has time to whisper a "thank you" before he's disappeared.

Batman being aggressively secretive towards the Justice League is one of my favorite tropes, but it gets INFINITELY funnier when you take the younger generations of heroes into consideration.

Barry Allen? He doesn't know shit about Batman, still partially convinced he's not human, still a little bit scared to talk to him. But Wally West? That's Nightwing's best friend. He's been around Dick since both of them were kids. He's had sleepovers at the manor since he was thirteen.

I just think it would be hilarious if all of the younger generations 100% know that Batman is Bruce Wayne. They've slept at the manor, some of them have taken various Batkids to school dances, they've been offered Alfred's cooking. And all because they've gotten close to at least one Batkid and said Batkid wore Bruce down until he let them reveal their identity. But all of them manage to keep this information from their mentors. Either purposefully or completely on accident.

Then you end up with a situation where the younger generations grow up and join the League and the older members Very Quickly realize that they seem a lot more comfortable with Batman than they should be.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:

15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.

None of the hijackers were from Iraq.

None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.

None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Michael can survive (almost) anything in FNAF

[captain-krow-drozdov]

Danny Is An Alternate Version Of Ra's Al Ghul And Flash Already Called Dibs On Adopting Him

Danny In All His Sleep Deprived Slightly Scuffed Up From A Fight Glory Is On His Way To Clockworks Tower To Hopefully Get A Nap And Maybe Some Homework Done When A Natural Portal Opens Up In Front Of Him And Proceeds To Unceremoniously Drop Him In The DC Verse Just Outside Of Central City Before Promptly Closing Leaving A Tired Danny Behind In A Run Down Abandoned Parking Lot.

It's Times Like This When Danny Regrets Putting Off Learning How To Make His Own Portals, Cause Now He Is Very Much Stuck For The Foreseeable Future And He Has No Idea Where Or When He Is. Luckily For Him However Central City Isn't Too Far Away, Unlucky For Him However Is That Once In The City He Realizes This Isn't His Dimension. He's Pretty Sure He'd Remember Something Called The Justice League.

So What Do You Do When Supernatural Bullshit Fails You? You Fall Back On Your Mad Scientist Roots And You Make A Portal Gun. So That's Exactly What Danny Plans To Do.

Unfortunately Staying Alive And Building Questionably Safe Portal Technology Requires Money And Supplies, So He Ends Up Wandering From City To City Doing Odd Jobs/Fixing Up Busted Tech For Cash Or Unwanted Electronics For His "Operation: Get Home" Needs. This Obviously Ends In A Few Superhero Encounter Shenanigans.

Though He Always Ends Up Back Near Central City, Both On The Off Chance The Natural Portal Will Open Up Again And Because Out Of All The Superheroes That Apparently Exist In This Universe The Speedsters Are His Favorite (Red Robin Is Solidly His Second Favorite Ever Since The Gotham Vigilante Gave Him A Large Coffee Filled With Enough Caffeine To Kill A Man).

Unbeknownst To Danny However Is That Every Hero/Vigilante He Has Encountered Has Come To At Least One Of The Following Conclusions; 1. Run Away Meta Who Is In Desperate Need Of A Good Meal/Adoption Bait. 2. Possibly Red Robin/Tim Drake Clone 3. A Good Kid But Could Possibly Be A Future Rouge If Left Unsupervised. 4. Did Bats Get A New Kid And Why Is He Here?

All Flash Knows Is That He Saw The Kid First And Therefore Has Dibs. Suck It Bruce.

Fast-forward A Few Months And Danny Gets Hurt During A Rogue Attack While Trying To Help Some Civilians Get To Safety (Old Hero Habits Die Hard (Ha Die Hard) And All That Jazz) And He Nopes Out Once Everyone Is Safe And When The Paramedics Are Busy With Other People Unaware He Left A Blood Sample Behind.

One DNA Test Brought To You By Paranoid Bat Concerns Of A Possible Red Robin Clone Later And They Find Out That Dannys DNA Matches One Ra's Al Ghul.

They Now Think Danny Is An Escaped Ra's Al Ghul Clone.

Memes For The Vibes:

[bacchuschucklefuck]

january month of yuugi

[soldrawss]

I uh, started this as a little wholesome thing but it QUICKLY got out of hand, anyway part 2 here.

[ciderjacks]

thinking again about how much trust he had to have in Laios to recommend his own daughter in case he dies

[crandairy-juice]

i feel like harrow would be like, on some site like neopets or flight rising and just have the game’s marketplace in her pocket. just a fucking, billionaire tycoon on some low stakes virtual pet game. blows off steam manipulating the economy and fine tuning her creatures to be Perfectly Goth with the same account she had since she was 10 named xXgl00m_m1str3ssXx

yes she is using gideons gaming chair and headphones

[bigfatbreak]

I'm sitting very politely and asking if it would be possible to see Adrien akumatised by Viceroy. Even if you don't want to, letting you know I'm insane about all your AUs (and your art in general, alien behaviour Shadow was so cool), you do such amazing work and I am completely normal about it

(Caspases' concept art beloooow)

[thebrainrotsreal]

Was pondering how Mark’s rigid ass mask/lens is prob a Budget Thing (since squishy, bendy lens are pretty much a mandate for all hero animated series, like JL, BTAS, TNBA, Spider-Man, etc), and then I was slapped with a vision of Mark in a more JL/BTAS-ish style and I had to see it through. I am a genius btw.

[chloesimaginationthings]

IDK what William Afton expected to happen in FNAF..

[mrboomtin]

Mother is mothering

[egophiliac]

like mother, like son, but less wholesome this time?

(I couldn't decide whether or not to put them together, so have them in all the different ways!)

[hey-heigo]

normal day at the future foundation

[prlssprfctn]

I've been brewing this post for far too long in my drafts, but I need more doomed!Bruce and Jason throughout universes. And it is not even always about the same Jaybin, dying in the warehouse scenarios!

Sometimes Jason is just a kid, who died in front of Batman, who maybe jumped in between Batman and the villain recklessly, to keep him safe, and whose blood stuck under Bruce's nails. His face haunts him in nightmares, still.

In other realities, Bruce meets Jason as a teen, and they never even get to become father and son officially - but they slowly get into each other's lives, until something awful happens, leaving a ghost of a smirking kid stroll behind Bruce's hunched figure for the rest of his life.

Or maybe it is one of these realities, where Jason crawls out of the Alley Crime himself, and manages to become famous in Gotham; the one, where he opens a charity fond, dedicated to people, who fight with the drug addiction. Bruce Wayne is sympathetic of a kid he meets during some of the events, and as they slowly start contacting each other more often, getting closer, he promises himself to protect him. Expect, Batman is late to save Jason Todd from the hands of yet another villain.

It could be the priest Jason Todd that meets bleeding out Batman on the stairs of the church, and who helps him out, for what he later pays with his life. Or they are not really vigilantes in any of these universes - just father and son.

And in some of these universes, they reconcile. In one of them, some of the medics connect the dots that a catatonic boy, who is covered in dirt, calling for his dad, for Bruce is Bruce's Wayne dead son, and try calling him. In another, LoA!Jason with his memory still being in a haze, crosses his path with Batman, before getting dipped in the Lazarus Pit.

But the point stands.

In all of them, Bruce Wayne is too late. In all of them, Bruce Wayne fails to save Jason Todd.