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[ID: comic panel of tim drake dressed as red robin looking down a shadowed subway tunnel at a pair glowing red glasses. His speech bubble reads, "oh no..." the eyes are labled "seasonal depression." end ID]

(me rn)

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heyyyy

just gonna pop in here

and say

can we add one (1) Danny Fenton in? I love adding Danny to unrealated batfam prompts.

Like all the other fics he has to flee to gotham around 14-16 years old. Then in this one, Red Hood picks Danny up as a sidekick because Danny cannot help but save people for the life (death) of him.

Hood yells at anybat who asks about danny on patrol. Danny himself doesn't have a comm, won't talk to the bats, and somehow responds to Hood's call from anywhere in Gotham.

Someone makes the mistake the mistake of mentioning Danny in lurking!Jason's presence, and even though they aren't talking to him directly, he literally hisses and vaults himself out the window. he doesn't lurk again for a month.

The batfam is eating a rare full-family supper when he slinks back in and settles himself in the corner of the room. Cass is the first one to see him, and she runs interference when she sees each family member's eyes widen as they register that jason brought the meta. If jason is a fridge, this kid is a gum wrapper. He would fly away in a breeze if not for the fact they all know he can fly on purpose. Bruce opens his mouth and Cass smacks her glass down. Water sloshes on to the table as Bruce's mouth snaps shut. They continue eating.

Now, along with his estranged crime lord son he cannot acknowledge, he has a silent, traumatized teen (grandson), as well.

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Danny: (floats through the floor into Bruces WE office.)

Bruce: (eye twitches because this is not his child and cannot be his child and he can't even ask if he can do anything to help him.)

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Bruce, on patrol: Is Jason treating you well?

Danny: (stares with his huge wet green eyes.)

Bruce: Hn. (distressed)

Hood, across the city through comms: LEAVE MY SIDEKICK ALONE OLD MAN.

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Lurking!Jason is in the batcave working on his helmet. Besides him is Danny, making an identical, smaller helmet.

Dick is dying from across the cave. Danny will know if he tries to take a photo and he won't see his brother or sidekick (nephew) for weeks.

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Danny has taken to following Damian on Titus' walks. Damian brags about this to the rest of the family. ("I am obviously the superior choice of companion")

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the night Hood takes a new strip of territory from Black Mask, the batfam is not expecting to see him again for a while.

They come back from patrol to find a beaten up hood and hoodling(tm) lying in the hallway just outside of the batcave entrance. Neither acknowledge them as they tiptoe over them. Alfred sets cookies and first aid supplies out.

obsessed with like, Jason who absolutely refuses to reconcile with the bats. he wants no part in that family and will not talk to them under any circumstances. but he's legally dead with no friends and sometimes he gets sick of being completely by himself and wants to have company. so.

Bruce: hey Alfred have you seen my-

*comes into kitchen to see Alfred calmly preparing dinner while Jason Todd, Killer Red Hood, silently does paperwork while sat on the corner of the kitchen counter*

Bruce:

Bruce: uh-

Tim, doing homework at the table: don't mention it. if you acknowledge him he'll leave. he just likes being around people sometimes.

the bats have to start treating him like a stray cat, letting him go to them and acting completely unbothered by his presence because if they even make eye contact with Jason he'll jump out the window and they 1. won't see him for a month and 2. will start to see a lot more murders cropping up around gotham.

eventually it gets to the point where Dick will come to dinner to see the rest of the family wordlessly ignoring the brick shithouse of a man who is just sat on the floor of the dining area reading a book and he has to just. take a breath and pretend Jason isn't there. calmly stepping around him without acknowledging him. Alfred will silently place a plate of food by the guys elbow while speaking to Damian about school. When they decide to move from the table to the tv room for a movie night none of them can even look around when they hear him eventually follow just to sit in the corner of this room instead.

Bruce: I'm concerned, this is abnormal for Jason. what if he's been drugged with something? or he's trying to gain sensitive information?

Damian: actually he used to do this a lot after he came out of the Lazarus pit. he liked to sit in and watch me train, and occasionally we'd find him sat by grandfathers feet while he ran meetings. Mother says it's important to let him settle, because it's likely that he's simply craving human intimacy on his own terms for once.

Bruce, crying: oh

Jason still refuses to say a word to any of them unless it's in costume, and even then it's the same old 'i'm not your son! i'm not one of you! fuck off!' shtick like normal. they just have to accept him sneaking into the house every now and then too.

one time Tim needs Red Hoods info on a case he's working and since Jason's been sat on the floor against the wall of the bat cave for the past 45 minutes just. staring into space and vibing. he risks sliding the file across the floor towards him before pointedly turning back to the batcomputer, the info he needs marked clearly. five minutes later it's wordlessly slid back, info filled out and Jason refusing to acknowledge Tim's existence again. it's the only way he'll communicate with them.

after a while it gets to the point where Jason will straight up go to bludhaven and break into Dicks apartment just to silently sit in the corner of the room and Be Around A Familiar Person. Tim comes back from his lunch brake at WE to find him sat on the edge of his desk, working through a case. They work in silence for the rest of the day and when Tim leaves Jason just follows. They get a batburger together but the second Tim slips up and asks how his day was he's off like a shot. Damian regularly eats lunch at school on the roof while Jason plays mario kart on a DSI next to him. Batman will be 4 hours into a solo stake out when civilian Jason will silently slide up next to him with a crossword. they never talk. Jason still makes it clear that he's pissed at Bruce. Bruce doesn't know what else to do but let him be and hope eventually, with enough time, things will progress even further.

Dick, whispering so Jason won't pick up on the fact that he's being perceived: are you sure this is normal

Damian: is anything about any of us normal

Tim: he's got a point. at least we know Jason's watching us. I did this shit all the time before I was Robin, and none of you ever noticed me.

Dick:

Tim: sometimes its comforting to be in the same room as people you're familiar with, even if you can't handle interacting with them.

Dick, crying: ok

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[ID: white text on a black background with a Sun Tzu stone statue in the bottom left corner. The text reads, "Nobody has time for this shit. Just block them lmao. -Sun Tzu: The art of war." End ID.]

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[ID: photo of a bookstore manga section with a golden haired angel browsing the shelves. A caption at the top reads, "whose archangel looking at bl rn..." end ID.]

look at my guardian angel dawg im going to hell 😭😭😭😭

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[ID: photo of two cats, one fully black and one fully white, curled up together on a brown tartan blanket. The black one is labeld, "even at my worst?" and the white one replies, "Even at your worst." End ID.]

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i went to the met today

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a deadly education and the last graduate: there is no ethical consumption under capitalism

the golden enclaves: no like SERIOUSLY

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[ID: painting of two white chickens that have spray bottle nozzles for heads. One is pecking the grass and one is looking around. End ID.]

Artist: Lindsey Marie

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Literal fish. But if we pretend they are a metaphor for Yoo Joonghyuk then i have 3 of him and we’re so good!!!

You and the characters in your lockscreen wallpaper fight god.

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[ID: two panel comic. Each panel has two minimally detailed white figures, an artist (right) and viewer (left). In the first panel, the artist's back is to us so we can see their drawing and the viewer says "wow, this person is so talented! I wonder what their creative process is like." In the second, we see the artist's face with a blank smile and they think, "I have no idea what i am doing. end ID.]

yes

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[ID: painting of a white man with shortish wavy hair, a beard, black jacket, and white necktie sitting at a desk piled with books and a document before him. He holds a red quill in one hand and massages his head with the other. His eyes are gently closed but (opinion) his expression is one of long suffering exhaustion. A soft light falls on him and casts the rest of the room in shadows. end ID.]

Leonid Pasternak  (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work

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need to go to bed lol

just spelled "late" as "leight"

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Not pictured: me, yanking the steering wheel to screech into a parking lot so I could take a pic of this while my sisters and I absolutely lost it upon seeing this truck

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eating rice cakes is like eating styrofoam with the souls of the tortured taken out. cronch monch

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Context: tim, dick, damian, and jason were kidnapped by cultists:

"“Wonder if they knew and scheduled around it,” Jason grumbles. Maybe. Probably. It’s a pretty coordinated operation to get all four of them. Kinda sexist to grab only boys though, if Tim thinks about it. Or maybe it isn’t, and they knew they wouldn’t be able to get Cass or Steph."

--- Incident Report #6: Broken Nose by haleswallows