ok i think what gets me about the kind of post that's like '[children's media] has child soldiers, where are their parents!!' is that those stories really and truly aren't for people who'll think about that, they're for the people the children's age, who don't, for the most part, want to be kept safe or told they're too young to participate in the world, they want to be given a sword
Bruce had a habit. He checked on his kids every night before he went to sleep. To know they were home. They were safe. Their wounds had been tended to, their nerves soothed, and they could rest peacefully. Bruce couldn't truly sleep well without knowing his children were okay.
It was a full house that night, with even Jason aquescing to spend the night, if only for 'Alfie's award winning blueberry pancakes' as he put it. So he peeked in to see his children, to reassure himself, to see them breathe.
Dick was an artful tangle of limbs, squishy bat plush held snugly against his chest. Jason had a book on his nightstand with the lamp still on. Bruce turned it off for him. Tim was asleep face down on his desk. Bruce shuffled the sleep deprived teenager to his bed before tucking him in. Cass was sleeping peacefully, guarded by her army of stuffed animals. Bruce smiled and closed the door. Damian was asleep, Titus curled up around his young owner. Well, at least he hadn't brought Batcow to his bed this time. Duke had forgotten to close his blackout curtains, which Bruce did for him. The young daytime vigilante deserved as much undisturbed rest as he could get. Next room, open the door-
Bruce barely had enough time to remember that no one lived in this room before he registered someone face down on the bed. He didn't turn on the light, and instead crept forward, letting his eyes adjust to the dark and see for him.
Black haired teenager, slightly younger than Tim, breathing slowly and deeply. It wasn't how the child showed up in what was supposed to be a secure location that concerned him. It wasn't his vaguely bedraggled state or dark eyebags that were apparent even when he was asleep. No what truly concerned him were the bruises Bruce could see.
Purpling marks around his thin wrist in the shape of a far larger hand. Bruises and small cuts on his forearms, the kind Batman would see on someone who had tried to protect themselves. And a large bruise on the child's cheek, the kind he had seen on his own children when someone got in a good punch to the face. But he'd also seen it on other children. Children who were scared, and alone, and betrayed by the people who were supposed to take care of him. Bruce felt a sinking ceartinty that there were more wounds he couldn't see on the teenager.
The detective in him wanted to wake the kid up. Learn everything he could, get his answers, assess a potential threat.
The father in him... said that this kid had no one to check on him at bedtime. To adjust his blankets, turn off his lights, close the curtains, make sure he was happy, safe.
Bruce looked at this thin, bruised child, and pulled a blanket up to the teenager's shoulders. Questions could wait until tommorow. Until then, Bruce hoped the kid slept soundly in what may have been the safest place they'd been in a while.
decided to rewatch the Million Dollar Ghost episode and… guys. Vlad says the skeleton key (used later on to free Pariah Dark) can be used to “travel to any realm”.
…why don’t we use the key for crossover shenanigans???
Danny, too tired to phase back into the house, mixes up his house key and the skeleton key and accidentally steps through the doorway into a Completely Different World and just has to Deal With That with 0 preparation, almost no powers due to how tired he is, and like 2 hours of sleep in the past 4 days.
This leads to a very very tired Danny collapsing into the first bed he finds.
…Who’s bed it is depends on the crossover you want, but just think of the POSSIBILITIES of “finds Danny in their bed” being the first meeting.
All I need is for someone to gently cup my face and tell me I'm not as doomed as I feel.
Love going to bed with a new, good daydream scenario fresh in my mind. Like yes girl, movie night!
Danny is having a great time. Sometimes they summon him for movie nights. It's the most relaxation he gets beyond Sam, Tucker, and Jazz. But none of them have power and can sympathize like Wonder Girl and Superboy. They can't FEEL Time pass them by like Impulse. They don't know the late nights, the nightmares, they way that coffee doesn't just keep him awake sometime it keeps him SANE, but Tim does. And if he sometimes falls asleep with them, and his invisibility drops? Well, come morning no one mentions it.
Danny getting summoned by a teen titan/Batfamily member by an Ouija board and just going “fuck it why not” and messing with everyone.
Well, imo, Danny is part of an endangered species. Three halfas in existence, will any more ever exist? He doesn't know. (He hopes not.) So Danny can actually get some existential crises off his chest. It... actually helps a bit. To talk about the despair. The fear. One day he will be gone. They might remember the hero Phantom and his tales, but will they know Danny and his stories? Any halfas that come after, will they know? Will his species fade into obscurity? He doesn't know.
He's afraid.
I was drawing a picture of older Danny. (Not complete yet). (Based on a superboy picture).
Although that's not really important.
But when I read certain fics, they talk about Danny glowing or his telekinesis glowing green.
So I was outlining Danny in his infamous neon ghost green. And he looked familiar.
So I thought about what would happen if the Justice League meets Danny when he's older and mistakes him for a new green lantern.
In some versions of the JL, there are already 3 green lanterns that go by green lantern. I can only imagine Hal (the original) throwing a fit, over there being a new one in his sector that no one told him about. He's supposed to be in charge of earth and the surrounding planets.
In some Phantom fics, he also makes green constructs like shields or weapons. That probably looks exactly like the green lanterns. They glow and everything.
Not to even mention the ring of rage supposedly glows, too. From far away, it probably looks like a green lantern ring. I can only imagine the Justice League assuming he's alien based on his extra powers and his odd coloration.
Now, what if Danny does it on purpose? Like he saw just how similar he looks to the lanterns and just uses that as a cover. He can change the way his ring of rage looks and mimics the power rings. It's like if he's in hiding, from the GIW, and pretending to be a lantern to fit in.
This just popped into my head and won't leave me alone. Feel free to take it and run wild.
@spacedace
I went into Tim Hortons today. It was crowded and loud and I was overestimulated. I decided I could either have donuts and a panic attack, or no donuts and no panic attack. Maybe I should've taken the panic attack with extra cream cheese, but I didn't.
this is so fucking funny wait
WHO DECIDED THE BEST OF ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS WAS A GOOD PLAYLIST
Ah, time for my most least favourite thing: a party. Don't you love standing in a crowd and yet feeling entirely isolated? Stay tuned for more incurable introvert and socially anxious thoughts.
Dash: I've petitioned to make recycling bins specifically for batarangs. Stop leaving them everywhere. They're a goddamn hazard.
Dash works in construction in Gotham City. If he ever manages to talk to a bat, he has words about their collateral damage habits.
reblog this if you're okay with booping spams please !!
Dick is delighted by this theory, and is riding it all the way to the scene of the crash. Yes, I was sustained on rats and the first time I had McDonalds I cried. The first time I saw the sun I thought the world was ending. I'm the prototype, that's why I'm so peppy and they're so not, there was a mixup in my sequence.
thinking about today. Batman having to take an injured teammate who doesn’t know his secret identity to the Batcave and they just assume it is his House. like oh yeah Batman lives in a big, spooky underground cave, full of literal bats? yeah that checks out.
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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