Yyyyeah, this stuff is 'pay to play'. You don't have to be popular, or good, you just need to pay.
Wish over Mutant Mayhem and Nimona?????
Dan: Oi, gimme that goblin.
Bruce: I'm sorry?
Dan: About yhea high, bites people for fun, craves chaos?
Bruce: I'm afraid you're going to have to be more specific.
Ellie wanted to travel more, she wanted to see other worlds, Dan was sent with her to lessen her chaos babysit.
Now he’s on a hunt because he looked away for two seconds to deck some hulking creep and now Ellie is missing.
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Bruce wanted one normal day, it was a wish he desperately held onto even while knowing it would never be granted.
There was a massive Arkham/Blackgate breakout while he and most of his children were all busy as their unmasked selves at a charity event.
He…may have grabbed a black hair, blue eyed child that wasn’t his while in his “Brucie Wayne” panic.
And then there was the issue of the man who punched Bane hard enough to send him flying, was he a meta? Was he a part of the breakout.?
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Or: Dan and Ellie visit Gotham, the Batclan unintentionally kidnaps Ellie, Dan punches Bane into next week, and more chaos ensues.
Fae thinks it's funny to take trans people's dead names, is shocked when they are given a lot more names willingly. Is this the start of a fae warlock patron? More at 11.
Got called 'madam' for the first time today which was unexpected but what really got me was that when I looked down at the guy's nametag it was my fucking deadname on there
Danny starts growing ice horns and claws after he discovers his ice powers so he travels to the far frozen once again with more questions.
Turns out so many Yeti's have ice spines, horns and claws because it is their core's way of releasing energy to prevent build up.
Danny learns along with his horns he will also have a lower body temperature as his body naturally releases cold energy. Turns out the far frozen wasn't always so frozen, it was a combination of so many ice core ghosts living in one place that made it what it was today.
actually @ every fanfiction writer whether you wrote something that got thousands of reblogs and comments and became a staple in your fandom, or you wrote one fic and deleted it, or you write mutilchaptered fics that never get a final update, or write short fics, or long fics, or used to write and now you don’t, or you deleted/orphaned your works, or you only share with friends:
thank you.
sharing your writing is hard. and sometimes it’s thankless. sometimes it’s such a negative experience that I wonder how anyone does it at all. but you are needed; you are wanted. whether or not we properly acknowledge it, you are a vital part of fandom culture. thanks for sharing.
Alfred has several industrial dishwashers. Everything is in and out is 30 seconds. The ventilation is great in the dishes room (yes there's an entire room dedicated to them) because the steam is so intense.
sometimes I feel like fics inadvertently overlook how much food the Batfamily, as a team of fully active vigilantes running on minimum sleep cycles and constantly getting into fights (and situations where they need to lift heavy items, hold onto buildings, sprint/jog) must need to consume every week.
like yes, Alfred cooks and Bruce has his smoothies but do you know how many calories they must all need just to be upright? How much protein? Add in the fact that half of them are still growing/in puberty and I just cringe thinking about how many dishes and grocery trips that must be.
Danny is just smiling, so wide, bloody nose and all. And then his face crumpled and he starts to sniff. JLD goes oh shit! You've really done it now! And Billy is worried about his new friend, but Danny just clutches him and wails that he's so happy to have a friend, because everyone else has been so distant and overly polite and no one wants to spar with him and they all HATE him-
JLD realizes oh shit, THEY'VE really done it now.
July 24: Evince
Ghosts, being made of emotions, have little control over how much they show and often lead to those emotions swaying what they do.
So whenever Phantom, a powerful ghost, becomes a member of Justicr League Dark, most members are afraid to tip him off after hearing how emotional ghosts can be. Danny is just wondering why his team members are practically walking on eggshells around him. He didn't do anything, right? Maybe he should ask and apologize because he's starting to feel a bit lonely from the overly polite smiles that put a barrier between him and people he was hoping to be friends with.
The JLD are freaking out more whenever they see how money and upset Phantom has gotten, wondering if they should apologize in case they did something even after how careful they've been.
Danny shows up at one point, looking confused because Dad was supposed to be home hours ago. And now his dad has decided to take up crime fighting? Is Danny... a bad influence??!
But his dad encourages him to join in crime fighting, it's a bonding activity, I just want to get to know that part of your life better, and well. Danny's weak.
He steals one of Tim's old Robin costumes, and decides to be Robin for the night. The moment he spin kicks a thug shouting, 'batter up!' the batkids know: they have a new sibling.
Note, Danny was not in Phantom form the entire time. He was entirely part of the black haired blue eye Robin squad.
Tim was four days into a sleep deficit so he felt that to say that this predicament was his fault was a bit of a reach.
For it to be his fault he would have had to cognizant of the last 16 hours.
All he wanted to do was take a power nap in the nearest closest durring the Waynetech gala but nooo Bruce had to be taken hostage by the Joker.
So he did what he thought would work best and shoved uncle Clark into the nearest emergency bat storage and told him to suit up.
Maybe he looked a bit more confused than normal but they didn’t need a reporter they needed Batman!
That being said wasn’t uncle Clark supposed to be off-world?
Oh no.
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Jack honestly had no clue what was happening for the last six months so when he was told to be Batman he merely just shrugged as the frankly exhausted teen left him to his own.
With his son turning out to be part ghost to the government hunting down his said son and having to move shop halfway across the continent.
This might as well happen.
Grinning like a kid on Christmas, Jack plopped on the finishing touch.
“Oh Danno is not going to believe this!”
Raising a cloaked arm with a flourish Jack struck a pose.
“Alrighty Jack enough messing around! Time to save the party, Fenton style!
Shifting his feet, Jack took a deep breath before smoothing his face the best he could. After all, couldn’t have a smiling Batman! Before walking out the room and taking running leap through the wall to the streets of Gotham before grappling to the nearest building.
Yo! I'm Lira, she/her, LiraBuswavi on Ao3, and I'm just here to have a good time. The header is fanart I received for a fanfic I wrote! Check out @doodlesforfics, they're an amazing artist.
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