This is basically that one vine that goes, “but you didn’t”
DCxDP Prompt.
Danny knew a lot of immortals and near immortals. Not that he knew, of course, because other than the time traveling nonsense, he always stayed in Amity. He saved a lot of said immortals too.
Three months after he moved to Gotham, a bunch of assassins were trying to wreak havoc on the city. Danny flew around to help his new friend, Red Robin. When he landed on the roof top where Tim was facing down the Demon’s Head, neither of them expected the Demon’s Head to stop his attacks and blurt out a surprised, “Danyal?”
Tim, instantly on guard, asked, “How do you know Danny, Ra’s?”
Danny straightened. “Oh my Ancients. You’re the bratty kid with the stick! Ra’s al Ghul!”
“I can not believe I owe someone like you a life debt.”
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Me after reading this:
Leo was knocking before he could chicken out of it.
Normally, he would have thought twice about bothering April when it was so late at night, but he had no idea where his brothers had run off to and Sensei would be mad if he came home without them. He felt like he was going to explode if he didn’t talk to someone about the excitement bubbling in his chest.
Besides, who better to talk to about humans than the human girl who probably has had tons of friends over the years? It was so obvious!
Also, also, in all the comics and movies and books that he’s ever seen, teens love being awake at all hours. So she’ll probably be happy to have some company! It’s a win-win!
He raps on the window, careful to keep his voice low.
The last thing he wants is to attract her aunt. That’ll be a fun convo.
“April! April?”
The floorboard creaks. He stiffens and ducks back, relieved when a familiar face comes to the window with half-open eyes.
She squints at him, muttering his name.
He can’t really hear her, so he waves, giving her a moment to wake up. She grumbles under her breath, pushing open the window with a sleepy, “…etter be good.”
“Hey.” He smiles sheepishly, suddenly questioning his choices. He clearly woke her up. The way her eyes keep slipping shut tell the whole story. Hoping to be considerate both to her and to keep her aunt asleep, he’s careful to keep his voice low. “I- need to talk.”
“Can I wait ‘til morning?” She rubs her eye.
Leo blames her human upbringing and her current lack of sleep on the fact that she should know he can’t come back come morning, hurriedly blurting, “I met this girl-”
April springs awake in a second, grabbing him by the shoulders.
“Tell me everything.”
He had every intention of doing so, but he’s glad that she’s no longer an unwilling audience. She stares at him, fists up, eyes wide, and Leo suddenly realizes that he doesn’t… Actually know that much about Karai. He looks to the sky, embarrassed. “Well, she’s really cool.”
He peeks at her. April nods, quick.
“She’s also- a martial artist.”
April nods harder, bangs moving as she does. He grins.
“And- uh-” Oh! “She’s in the Foot Clan!”
Leo is looking right at her and somehow still does not see the rolled-up magazine coming until it’s smacking him in the face.
Maybe he should of.
“Are you crazy?!”
He probably should of.
Okay, bad topic. “April, she’s different. She’s-”
April has pulled away, leaning on the windowsill. “In The Footclan.”
“Yeah, b-but she’s-”
She gets louder. “In the Footclan.”
This is not going how he pictured it. “Look, I know I shouldn’t be hanging out with her-”
April crosses her arms and rises to her full height. “You got that right! You know why? ‘CAUSE SHE’S IN THE FOOTCLAN!”
Leo winces. Geez, no wonder Donnie wants to be friends with this girl. They’re more alike than he thought.
“April!” He grips the windowsill, fingers digging into the wood. He needs her to understand. Why can’t someone understand? “She’s fun! And I’m tired of being the responsible one! Why can’t I be stupid or selfish? When do I get to have fun?”
April sighs, arms falling to her side, “What does she want from you?”
Leo looks away. “I don’t know. I’m meeting her later at the Birley Building. She’s got something planned.”
April blinks, “So like a date, or-?”
Leo rears back. “No! Just- I don’t know. Maybe she wants to hang-out. Or talk. That’s stuff friends do? Right?”
“Sure, that, or-” Leo looks at her curiously and she snaps, “Maybe she wants push you OFF the Birley Building? It’s a trap, Leo!”
“I don’t think so.” He frowns, voice firm. “There’s good in her. I know there is. I can feel it.”
April stares at him for a moment. Her voice is tainted in disbelief. “I hope you’re right.”
The window slams shut. Leo flinches, turning away.
Well. That did… Not go the way he thought it would.
Karai is waiting for him when he gets there.
He does a loop around the building, scanning for any signs of hidden warriors. She has no Foot legions with her, so it’s not an ambush. If she intends to kill him, she wants to do it herself. But she’s already had the chance to kill him many times. And she hadn’t.
Was it just to get his guard down? Why waste the time and effort?
He groans. He’s going to regret this, isn’t he?
…He’ll probably regret it more if he never solves the mystery.
He lands on the parapet.
“About time.” There’s a smirk in her voice. “I was beginning to think you were a no-show.” She turns, a hand on her hip. “But you don’t disappoint.”
He studies her, walking closer. “So… What’s this about?”
He catches the tossed binoculars. “That.”
He turns, brows furrowed, before raising them up to his face. His eyes widen, breathless. “That’s the sword of Miyamoto Usagi.”
She kneels, so he does too, looking between her and the weapon as she speaks. “The greatest swordsman in the history of Japan. It’s ancient. It’s priceless. And it’s yours.”
He blinks at her, startled. She grins. “If. You help me.”
Leo doesn’t like the look in her eyes. He’s seen it in Raph’s before he asks him to do something that they both know Sensei would never allow. “…Do what?”
“You know what.” Leo really hopes he doesn’t. He really, really, really hopes- “We’re going to steal it.”
That is just his luck, isn’t it? He frowns. “No, we’re not.”
Her mood drops. “Come on, that sword is just sitting there collecting dust!” He glances back to it. “You know you deserve that katana.” Adrenaline races at the thought on what it might be like to merely hold it. Must less wield it. “Certainly more than some lazy rich guy.”
Karai stands and Leo stiffens. He keeps his eyes on the blade because that’s safer than revealing how tempting the thought is.
“Stop being responsible, Leo.”
She gets down on a knee, closer, looking to him expectantly. She’s eager for him to follow through. Impatient for him to join her. She wants him to come with her. He doesn’t want to let her down.
He’s always the downer. Always the killjoy. Or the spoilsport.
But… But this isn’t turning down a R-rated movie or tattling when Raph tries to talk Donnie and Mikey into doing some dumb, harmless prank that’ll backlash on all of them. This is stealing. Thievery.
“Stop waiting for people to give you the life you want.”
Leo’s heart races as she inches closer.
“Go out and take it.”
“No.”
Leo closes his eyes and looks away. He can’t. He can’t. It doesn’t matter how much he wants to listen to her or how easy it would be to sneak in and retrieve. How simple it would be to let her lead.
It doesn’t matter that she might be mad at him, and he might lose his only shot at an awesome sparring partner and maybe-friend.
She stands. “I’m getting that sword, Leo. With or without you.”
His heart sinks. He surprised to find himself hesitate.
Okay. So, maybe it does matter. It all matters.
“Choose.”
But at the end of the day, it’s not who he is.
He stands, holding his ground.
“I can’t.”
At the end of the day, he still has to look in the mirror and think about the kind of example that he’s setting for his siblings. Who will they become if he starts opening these doors? Actually crosses this line?
Even if he’s not leader, they’ll follow him.
“It’s wrong.”
And he’s not a villain. It’s not who he is.
“You’re starting to bore me...”
It doesn’t have to be who she is either.
She reaches for her blade. He grabs her hand.
He searches her face. “Karai, you don’t have to do this.”
“I know.” Her grin returns. “That’s what makes it- fun!”
Karai moves, abruptly, kicking and flipping him before he has a chance to process the intent or action. He ends up on his face, shell in air as she plans a foot on his carapace, arm in a really uncomfortable position behind him.
How many times is a human girl going to catch him off guard tonight? Good things his brothers aren’t around to…
“Leo!”
Oh, come on. The universe could have at least set him Mikey!
Or Donnie! He’d even deal with her. Anyone but…
“What- what are you doing?!”
Couldn’t she have at least knocked him out?
“Who’s she?!”
Karai doesn’t say anything. Great. Just great.
“Uhm… Uh…” Leo’s fingers tap the concrete before he awkwardly raises his hand to gesture between them. “Raph, Karai. Karai, Raph.”
Raph gawks, “What are you, friends with her?!”
Yeah, that’s the question, isn’t it?
Leo thinks he’ll take April’s advice next time.
Streaming companies are the landlords of media. You will rent in perpetuity, and never actually own anything.
Anyone else who reads on AO3 gets this?
I can’t read my fan fiction anymore guys pls is this happening to anyone else
I need to know
Lego Ninjago
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In MCD I feel like Enki would have pointy ears and they would move depending on the emotion he is feeling. Like a cat or a dog ears do.
Genderbend turtle tots for my au
I love them all so much, they’re all different turtle species and have names inspired by Greek mythology and women from Ancient Greece
They are my babies
Can we boost this one until it reaches the Oklahoma City Tumblrites? This seems like something this website could rally and solve. Help save all this genetic information? I messaged them to offer to consult with the entymology lab near mine to see if they could store the bugs with us, but they are VERY far away and would have to drive long distance to us.
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