#supporting family x-x

[batsyheere]

Bruce tries to adopt Ellie, who is immediately against it. She keeps throwing him off her trail and he keeps tracking her down. She's honestly concerned, and normally she would handle her problems by herself- but this is Batman.

So when Bruce gets a little too close and Ellie is just so tired... she calls for Danny.

"Mom!"

Cue college student, perpetually tired and overworked Danny "High King Phantom" Fenton appearing from the very shadows Batman normally does himself, seeing the situation and going off at this "clearly older man" chasing his daughter in the middle of the night.

Cue the most elaborate "stop trying to adopt my kid before I adopt yours" series of battles

[lemonyelixir]

Supporting my brothers youtube channel .-.

[roucaelum-art]

Twiyor week day 7: happy ever after

[military-newsboys]

Buck: I’m taking a break from dating for a while Maddie: but you never know when you’re gonna find your dream person! Anybody on the street could be… Maddie: …they Buck: okay, it feels like you googled 'how to talk to your bisexual brother' Maddie: I did

[starry-bi-sky]

this just in: danny fenton is just as much of a mask as Brucie Wayne? - another danyal al ghul au

Turns out, being placed in a civilian family who have no knowledge of your background is actually detrimental to the health and development of a child assassin due to lack of proper support! Surrounded by strangers in a foreign city, Danyal Al Ghul does as assassins do best. He hides. Espionage is one of many teachings one learns in the League, and it only takes half a day for Danyal to construct a new persona to hide behind: Daniel Fenton.

By the time dinner rolls around, Danyal al Ghul is safely and securely tucked behind the face of Danny Fenton; brand new adoptive child of the Fenton family who came from overseas. A shy, quiet little boy with a thick accent and curly hair, with brown skin and blue eyes, and an avid interest in the stars. The best fictions are always cobbled together in a little bit of truth, it's some of the only truth he ever lets through. He apologizes in a meek voice for his behavior early, he didn't mean to be rude, and he watches the three of them eat it up with coos.

Lies roll like silk against his lips, he struggles to meet their eyes and offers them his weakest, shyest smile. It's too easy. It's easy to go from there.

Danny Fenton, adoptive son, shy and awkward and unconfident but friendly. Who struggles in his classes and isn't the brightest, but tries his hardest. He makes bad jokes and has a quick tongue and a sarcastic mouth. He wants to be an astronaut. He's got the best aim in school, and is a terrifying dodgeball player. He's one of the least athletic kids in his grade.

It's like playing two truths and a lie, but there's only one truth, and the rest are lies. It's easy to pretend when he knows it's insincere.

Danyal Al Ghul, grandson to the Demon Head. Deadly, trained assassin. Has spilled blood, has had blood spilt from. Environmentalist, animal activist. He loves the stars. He owns a calligraphy set. A sharp tongue, an even sharper blade. He's clever, quick-witted, he would be top of his grade if he tried harder. He purposely doesn't.

He misses his family. He misses his mother, and he misses his brother. Mother visits a few times a year, so few times that he can count it on both hands. He cherishes every visit, as brief as they are. It helps remind him who he is.

Sam and Tucker are Danny's best friends. They've never met Danyal, but Danyal's met them.

It becomes routine to become Danny Fenton. As familiar and as easy as pulling on a shirt in the morning. Danyal wakes up and is always first to the bathroom in the mornings; stares at himself in the mirror until he can finally see Danny staring back at him. At night, he locks his door and sheds the mask.

Dying throws a wrench in his mask; splits a crack straight through the porcelain. He's able to smooth it over with sandpaper and liquid gold, but it's a little hard keeping his ghost form under wraps. It instinctively wants to shift to show his true self. Danyal can't have that, he's spent four years as Danny Fenton, he'll spend another four as him as well. Even if the feeling of the hazmat suit in his ghost form feels restrictive, like a too-small shirt suctioned to his skin that needs to be peeled off.

He'll live. Er-- well, you know what he means. It's frustrating however, trying to keep his Danny Fenton mask up even as Phantom - fighting in the air is something he needs to get used to, and the sudden propping of powers throws him off. But he is nothing if not adaptive, and he hates that he needs to slow his own skills down in order to keep pretenses up in front of Sam and Tucker.

The first time Danyal summons a sword when he's alone, is one of the few times Danyal gets to grin instead of Danny. He's fighting Skulker, and from an invisible hilt he draws a katana from thin air. It startles them both. Skulker takes a step back at the smile that spreads across his face.

They're both silent as Danyal examines his new sword.

"Do you know what people like me do to people like you, poacher?" Danyal finally asks him, the accent he began to hide a few months in slipping through. He drops all pretense, dragging the flat end of the blade slow and appreciatively against his palm. It's a good make, and when he cuts it through the air, it slices through like butter. He looks up at Skulker with a smile; "are you ready to find out?"

When Sam and Tucker ask about why Skulker seems so skittish around Danny now, Danny shrugs at them and says with a playful smile; "I don't know, I guess I kicked his butt too hard after our last fight." and he watches as Sam rolls her eyes exasperatedly, and Tucker snickers with his own joke.

By the time he reunites with Damian before their 15th birthday, Danyal is buried beneath so many layers of Danny Fenton that his brother will need a shovel to dig him out. He's not sure what he'll find.

[paradiseyuri]

Created by : ☆ムロマキ☆ Respective credits to the creator ⓟⒶⓇⒶⒹⒾⓈⒺ♡ⓎⓊⓇⒾ

[periswirl]

DP×DC Prompt

Love the idea of Danny being a horror movie child.

Like he somehow ends up with a non-supernatural DC family, be it the Kent's or the Batfam, and kind of just....is vaguely unsettling at first.

He stares into dark corners laughs at jokes only he hears. Tells random people things no one else should know.

And, used to weird, his new family let's it slide. Then they start seeing things. His shadow is bigger than it should be. Multiple eyes appear in the dark, watching them. Whispers fill the halls at night.

It's driving some crazy as they can SWEAR that when Danny gets mad they hear the screams of the damned.

Meanwhile Danny is chilling with his bodygaurd Fright Knight and is happy to have visits from his former rogues who make sure to check in on him as he's going through a rough patch in his life and, as a young ghost, is very susceptible to drastic changes.

[pikinanouart]

The prescription says: Just let him have this, come on.

[demonic0angel]

Nightwing is Not The Normal One!! (Click for clarity)

Of course, Wally still helped Dick plan a date so he could finally ask out Dan. (Image descriptions are below, as well as what Wally sent to Dan in his text messages)

Inspired by this post of mine

[Image description: Panel 1 has Wally sitting down at a dining table, presumably at a restaurant and Dick just arrived and is sitting down. The two are smiling and chatting.

Wally: Dick! It’s great to see you!

Dick: You too, Wally! It’s been so long!

W: Right? How’ve you been?

Panel 2 has a close up of Dick’s smiling face.

D: Remember Wraith? (Wraith is Dan’s “hero” name that I made up) We’ve been hanging out more and… I think I’m going to ask him out!

Panel 3 has Wally’s awkward, but smiling face as Dick rambles in the background.

D: He’s just so cute and handsome and gorgeous like I really don’t know how Dr and Dr Fenton created such a perfect being like omg wow

Panel 4 continues with Wally’s face but now he’s frowning and looking even more awkward as Dick rambles.

D: And all of his siblings are so adorable and cute too. And do you see his muscles? Like awooga amirite he’s so attractive that it’s killing me bark bark woof woof

Panel 5 now has Wally who has lost all hope in having a normal conversation with Dick, who continues rambling.

D: I bet he’d be so cute in bed. I took pictures of him when he was sleeping and found his address lol it was too easy I didn’t even try like omg it was so easy

Panel 6 has Wally freaked out and texting Dan underneath the table. He stays silent while Dick is now visibly gushing with hearts around him.

D: Did you know that his measurements are 48-35-44? He has an hourglass figure! I found out by looking through the cameras I put in his room. Man, I can’t wait to—

W: *thinking* HOW DID I FORGET THAT HE WAS BATMAN’S FIRST KID??? THEY’RE ALL INSANE!! ]

Wally’s text messages with Dan:

[Image description: the contact name is “do not put dick in”

Wally: *with bad spelling* bro did anyone tell you that Dick is crazy yet

Dan: … sorry?

Wally: *with more bad spelling* Dick has your bwh (bust/waist/hips) numbers

Wally: He’s crazy

Dan: I’ve been knowing 🙄]

[symphonypikachu]

more spy x family sketches 🩷 thank you for all your support through reblogs and likes!

i used vintage paintings as references 🤍 they honestly give me so much inspiration especially for sxf!

[yeonjune]

Yeonjun about the strain he felt while preparing for his debut solo project ✙ "GGUM" MAKING FILM

[aventurineswife]

Love and Boundaries

Tags: @aloudice, Dad!Aventurine x Parent!Reader, Established Relationship, Parenting, Family Fluff, Soft Aventurine, Parental Support, Gentle Reprimand, Disciplining, Love and Respect, Family Bond, Protective Aventurine.

[Inspired By]

Aventurine stood near the doorway of the living room, his eyes carefully following the scene unfolding before him. The soft hum of the evening air mingled with the occasional scolding tone of your voice as you gently but firmly reprimanded your child.

“You know better than this, sweetheart,” you said, keeping your tone calm but serious. “You can’t just go around breaking things because you're angry.”

The child, their small face scrunched up in frustration, crossed their arms tightly over their chest. Their eyes flickered with defiance before they muttered, “I hate you! I don’t care about your stupid rules!”

Aventurine’s lips pressed into a thin line, his mind whirring through the possibilities of how to handle the situation. He could see the irritation and hurt in your expression, a look that immediately triggered a protective instinct inside him.

The child, in a fit of anger, stepped toward you, fists clenched, eyes burning with rebellious fire. Without warning, they swung their hand toward you, aiming to hit you in an outburst of frustration.

Your heart dropped at the sudden move, but before the impact could land, Aventurine was there, his presence a calming yet assertive force in the room.

“Enough.” he said, his voice low but commanding. His figure seemed to fill the doorway as he approached, his demeanor far more imposing than it had been just moments ago. His hand reached out, gently grasping the child’s wrist mid-swing, halting them in their tracks.

“You do not lay a hand on them,” Aventurine continued, his gaze unwavering, now focused solely on his child. His voice was sharper, colder, but still held that underlying warmth that only you could recognize. “That may be your parent, but that is my spouse, and you will not be disrespecting them like that.”

The child’s eyes widened in shock, their defiance crumbling at the sternness in their father’s voice. Aventurine’s eyes flickered with a mix of concern and disappointment, yet his love for you shone clearly through his words.

“You need to learn respect,” he said, kneeling down to meet the child’s eye level, his hand still holding their wrist. “This kind of behavior is not acceptable, not in this house, and certainly not toward your other parent.”

You stood quietly, your heart swelling with love and relief. Aventurine had always been able to maintain control, but his fierceness in protecting you, in teaching their child to respect boundaries, made you feel seen, cherished.

The child slowly lowered their gaze, their anger subsiding, replaced by a quiet sadness.

“I’m sorry…” they muttered, their voice barely above a whisper. “I didn’t mean it.”

Aventurine released their wrist, placing a gentle hand on their shoulder. “I know you didn’t mean it,” he said softly, his tone shifting to one of understanding. “But you need to understand that actions have consequences. Words have weight. We don’t lash out at people we love.”

The room fell into a brief silence, the tension easing as Aventurine’s words sank in. He turned to you, a soft smile creeping onto his lips, the playful gleam in his eyes returning.

“You’re okay?” he asked, concern lacing his voice as he reached out to cup your cheek with one hand.

You nodded, your heart warming from his unwavering support. “I’m fine. Thank you, Aventurine.”

His smile deepened, his eyes softening. “You know I would do anything for you, right?”

“Yeah, I know.”

With a soft laugh, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tender embrace. His child, now standing a little further away, seemed to be processing what had just happened. Aventurine’s hand gently rested on your back, a symbol of the unity that kept you all together, no matter how complicated things got.

In that quiet moment, you realized that, despite the challenges of raising a child together, there was no greater feeling than having a partner who would always stand by you—someone who loved you and your family, and who would protect you from anything that tried to tear you apart.

[Jing Yuan ver]

[sterekmpreg]

Okay but I just know Stiles is that one stoner FBI agent and he hides it from nearly everyone but the pack and his husband. Eli, being a little sixteen year old fuck, pretends to be sick one day so he snoop about the house and have a free day off with no supervision.

He starts digging through the cupboards and such and finds a locked part on the TV stand. It didn’t take a genius to know that the key to it was probably the one kept on his mother’s night stand. He opens it and just stares.

From then on little bastard fuck Eli is stealing Stiles weed to smoke. Except one day he sneaks his friends over when his parents are gone to a dinner with the pack and they decide to smoke. What they didn’t know was that the pack would be coming back to that house to drink after the diner.

Derek is fuming, threatening false threats about calling Eli’s grandpa Stilinski to have him put in juvenile detention but knowing he would never just as much as Eli knows. And Stiles just…. He laughs. And the pack slowly start laughing at Stiles hysterical laughter. Eli did get grounded. But they talked about it with him and how to be safe if he was going to do it behind their back. To not lie in fear of punishment if he messes up and need help because they’d rather an alive son who made a mistake over a dead one.

[roucaelum-art]

2025! ✨⭐️

[the-mother-of-lions]

@animangacreators mothers day challenge ❀˖° happy mothers day yor forger (spy x family)

[davilishuuu]

I ALMOST FORG9R HER HAIR THINGY ON TOP OMG

anyways, the siblings ever🤲🏳️‍⚧️