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Here’s to 2023, a year of as many little courageous kindnesses as possible. ♥️

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You guys I just learned that the beautiful aardwolf is not in fact a wolf and is in fact a hyena (which are their own species and are more genetically close to cats than dogs)

anyways the beautiful aardwolf (you can tell it's a hyena in that last pic lol):

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This woman was arrested for WORDS.

We should rally for her as much as the guy who actually shot someone. Push back.

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“-So that’s why I got these three soul contracts,” Danny holds up three mystical shimmering orbs of light before promptly smushing them together into one “One soul contract now”

Damian raises an eyebrow, which is impressive to see considering he’s at that moment wearing his mask, “you wanted the drunkard magician to owe you one”

“Clock hinted I should sort it out now for future reasons, I have learned not to argue too much about these things with him, it’s literally and figuratively a waste of time.”

“And that’s why you now have soul sight, he gave you that ability for all this”

“Yeah well funny thing, demons will try to scam you in any way they can, it’s very annoying.” but it was also really great to just go ‘I can see the actual soul stuff I want hidden behind your back…’ whenever they thought they were being clever.

“so- what the heck” Danny startles as Batman enters the batcave.

“Danny?”

“Dami… why does father’s soul look like that” Danny keeps squinting with his eyes, trying to make sense of what he’s seeing

And Damian can feel himself get tense, ready for whatever, “... like what”

“it looks… whole… but it’s like it’s made out of millions of tiny fragments, like a cracked prisma. how does that even work?”

Damian thinks really hard, “but it doesn’t look wrong right?”

“No, it's just the world's most elaborate jigsaw puzzle soul. Please explain?”

“Well… the only thing I can think of is that time where father died after we exorcized the demon Nezha from his body and afterwards brought him back to life cause I asked everyone in Gotham to share a tiny bit of their soul with him”

What “Dami what”

“it was that or dead father, Zatanna told me that my life wasn’t sufficient enough for full resurrection, in fact my life and that of the others wouldn’t have worked, so-”

“millions of Gothamites”

“yes”

“our dad is basically Gotham”

Damian shrugs, “father is father”

“Ancients”

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why is it always the fancylad boy-king type whos the bottom. maybe his tough loyal knight who uses his body to protect and defend him and lives to serve him wants to get railed

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"save me, substance abuse!" i cry. before you can moralize to me about the dangers of addiction, a noble and powerful steed gallops into the room - my horse whom i have named "substance abuse". you learn an important lesson about making assumptions. i snort a line off its back

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Everyone in the league is shocked when Batman turns out to be *the* billionaire playboy, Bruce Wayne.

Of course Superman would be too, but he looked horrified, shell shocked. Bruce simply couldn't understand *why*. He thought Clark wanted this. Most of the reason Bruce had decided to finally reveal his identity, was for him. He thought Clark wanted more than their rooftop kisses and secrets. And he was finally, finally ready to give him more. Show him his life outside the suit.

And he looked at him like /that/.

Bruce was once again wearing his cowl when Superman eventually pulled him aside to talk, looking uncharacteristically nervous in his suit.

"What do you need?" Bruce's gaze was cold and hard as he spoke, trying to brace himself for the imminent rejection, keeping his pulse as steady as he could, hoping Clark's superhuman senses wouldn't give away the dread building in his gut.

At the very least Clark would let him down gently. He would be kind. He was /always/ kind. That didn't stop the ache in his chest.

"You have kids?" The words came out with that same look of panic on Clark's face.

"It doesn't change anything, of course! I just, I didn't know. I don't know any of them. I understand why you didn't tell me-" Clark cut himself off for a moment closing the distance between them and taking Bruce's hand in his own, his grip like iron. Bruce had never seen him so nervous.

"I want to meet them. Please. I will be the best I can be for them. For you." Clark met his gaze, and Bruce realized two things.

One, he was an idiot to think Clark would reject him.

Two, he was going to marry this man.

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epic epic idea

so yk how poseidons bass gets more electric when he gets more mad? i love this concept.

i also love the concept of an epic production on stage that has all the cast playing their respective character's instruments live on stage when possible.

so imagine ruthlessness: "i am your darkest moment, the monster that always draws near, any last words?"

hes like plugging this trident bass thing into an amp. hes like "any last words?" points the end the bass at the ships (ody specifically cuz thats who hes mad at mostly and also to parralel when ody eventually points the trident at and stabs poseidon with it).

and then, everyone half expects him to start playing an epic, very electrical, very angry bass instrumental while screaming at everyone and killing them, but then he gets interrupted: "...all i gotta do is open this bag"

the other (clearly not bass nor bass adjacent) from the song plays and they float away into the next song lol

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Jason finds out what Bruce really thinks of him when Poison Ivy’s latest batch of pollen compels its victims to blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. No, Dick, not quite truth serum. More like “spewing whatever’s on my mind right now” serum.

Bruce has just finished sharing the fact that he’s never tried Hot Cheetos yet desperately wants to, despite the shit Alfred would give him and the heartburn it would probably cause. He’s clicking and clacking away at the Batcomputer, trying to synthesize an antidote before he admits something more embarrassing than the time he made out with Oliver Queen in a broom closet at boarding school.

That’s when Jason has a bright idea that he’ll regret later.

“What do you really think of me?”

The response is instantaneous, given with no hesitation. “Baby. You’re my baby.”

Jason glares at the older man. He’s found a way around the pollen. Miserable fucking—

“Dick,” Jason snaps. “What do you think of Dick?”

“Acrobat baby.”

“Tim.”

“Sleepy genius baby.”

“Damian.”

“Youngest baby.”

“Duke.”

“Sunshine baby.”

This is getting him nowhere. Time to think outside the box.

“The clone boy,” Jason growls. “Kon or whatever.”

Bruce levels a flat look at his son. “Superman’s baby.”

“The little speedster fucker Tim hangs out with.”

“Fast baby.”

“Me.”

Bruce smiles warmly at him, and Jason curses internally when he sees none of the tells that usually indicate lies. “Bookworm baby.”

Jason curses again. This isn’t going how he thought it would, and now Bruce is looking at him the same way he does when Damian actually acts his age and falls asleep on the couch, face innocent and adorable. Fuck.

“Fuck you, I’m not a baby,” he grumbles. He could kick himself for not thinking of a cutting remark or a venomous barb, but Bruce is just staring like he wants nothing more than to wrap him up in his old Wonder Woman jammies and read him a bedtime story. Is this pollen making the old man sappy? Ugh.

“Move over,” Jason barks. He pushes Bruce out of the stationary chair in front of the Batcomputer. “Might as well help you with the damn antidote.”

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Ouughhh the ships are fightinggggg

And then they make out with eachother

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people always talk about evil clones like oooh a dark mirror oohh what if you saw what are cruel person you were/are capable of becoming. and well yes but what if you were the evil clone. what if you looked in the mirror and what you saw was so bright it blinded you. what if you had to know exactly how good you could have been.

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Something that definitely happened during Young Justice:

Kon, trying to be angsty: You just don’t understand Rob, I’m a clone, I’ll never be anything other than that!

Tim: Yours not a clone, you’re a test tube baby.

Kon: What?

Tim: You have Superman and Lex Luthor’s DNA, You’re biologically their kid, a clone is the exact copy of one’s DNA.

Kon: …

Kon: IM GONNA GO BALD?!