Jason had been stress cooking one night and accidentally made too much food. Not wanting it to go to waste, he offered some of it to his neighbor. The next day the very same neighbor approached him and very seriously pressed a piece of paper in his hand telling him to use it whenever he was in trouble before disappearing back into his apartment. Jason looked down at the paper. Was this a sigil?
When Bruce “died” all his kids ended up gathering together for the reading of his will. Things were split pretty evenly between them with certain assets going to certain people (the company to Tim, the Manor to Alfred etc). At the end of the will there is one last line
“Don’t let your brother turn into a supervillian.”
All of the siblings are busy arguing about who Bruce might be talking about except for Tim and Cass, who are standing away from the group. Tim has an amused gleam in his eye and Cass is staring him down.
“Don’t you dare.” She signs at him knowing full well that Bruce was talking about Tim.
“I’m going to take over the League of Assassins.” He signs back to her.
Which was always the plan, he just couldn’t leave right away. Dick giving Damian Robin was a perfect excuse. Also, Bruce was def alive just lost in the time stream and the league would have the resources he needs to find answers.
Six months later, over 100 bases blown up, and with coordinates to recover Bruce, Tim returns to Gotham. He’s not alone though. Oh no. Drake Industries has had a complete overhaul under the leadership of the teenage heir and if all of the new employees are ninja assassins thats for Tim to know and no one else.
When Bruce returns he gets swarmed with questions from his kids about which brother he was referencing at the end of his will and he gives them all a confused look.
“Tim of course. The kid borrows my morals like library books.” At this, Dick goes ashen.
Tim? Bruce had been concerned about Tim? Tim who has been off the grid for the last 6 months doing god knows what?
“Tim should have known I was referencing him. He should have told you and the fact that he didn’t means I should be concerned.” Bruce glances to his son who can’t contain his smile.
“It’s hardly my fault the Ra’s has the charisma of a used gym sock. Besides, at least I offer benefits and paid time off. Also you don’t have to worry about the LOA anymore. They all work for me now.” He smiles a bit wider and then disappears into the shadows.
Bruce, who wrote that last line after going through Tim’s Young Justice Records, simply signs. “Could be worse. He could have become Gun Batman.” Which unloads an entirely new floodgate of questions from those around him, but as long as his kids are safe, happy, and still walking a mostly moral line then Bruce is happy.
hero shade: if the Goddessess got a problem with me abusing triforce powers to come back from the dead, well, they can take it up with Ganondorf too.
now i need to draw shade roundhouse kicking gan in the face
me drawing things in reverse order where i'll draw a cool idea and THEN draw a lil comic setting it up.
first / next>>
Welcome!
This masterpost covers Lin’s Wisdomverse; comprised of:
Wielders of Wisdom: a Zeldas-meet AU comic series
The Secrets We Keep: a parallel LU story featuring the Links
Wielders and Secrets take place in the same universe and their stories will intersect at times. However, you do not need to read one to understand the other.
Timeline (TBA)
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Sun, Dot, Lullaby [Details]
Tetra, Dawn, Fable [Details]
Dusk, Artemis, Flora [Details]
Phantom, Echo|Aurora [Details]
Spirit, Silent
Intro (fic)
Chapter 1 [The Founder’s Call]: Start | Latest
Interlude 1 [Echo of the Past]: Start
Extras: Reunited | Failure | Delivery | Statue | Tears | Painting | Tea | Magic | Science | Moments | Remlit | Abscond | Smash | Morning | Echo | Monopoly | Moments 2 | Dining | Poll | Romantic | Heroes | Hats | Date | Emote | Future
Zelda+Link Duos: Bladesaw (Flora) | Sail (Tetra) | Safe (Dawn)
#suggestion fulfilled : Sketches and requests
#lin responds / #lin thinks : Theories and answers
Timeline
Extras: Trap | Shadows | Dream | Tea | Waves
"My name is Ishigami Senku." The voice over the transmission announced to the gaping crowd of NASA's finest, "And I'm calling from three thousand, seven hundred and forty one years in the future."
"You think he's being legit?" Someone asked.
"Sure seems like it." Another agreed, "It would explain how the transmission doesn't seem to be coming from anywhere at all."
"Say we believe you." Their chosen spokesperson said into the transceiver, "Why would you call us?"
"To stop a crisis that will lead to the death of 99.975% of the human population. Time is of the essence, so tell me: have you seen stone swallows lying around?"
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The initial call sent the international scientific community into crisis mode.
Day in and day out, they conversed with these scientists of the future. Even ones who weren't Senku. After the initial shock of finding out that people from their age were still alive four thousand years ago, they adjusted quickly.
Of course, it wasn't all diligent work and apocalypse thwarting.
"Ha-HA!" A voice they had never heard before echoed over the Time Call, which was open almost 24/7, "So, this is our way to the past? I desire it!"
"The hell...?" Luke whispered, looking at Mandy, who shrugged wordlessly.
"Listen up, anyone who's there. I know you're taking orders from Senku and the others, so I need you to do a favor for me."
Their spokesperson hesitantly put her hand down to activate the transceiver, "Uh, okay? What's the favor?"
The boy on the other side called excitedly, becoming more ecstatic with every word, "I want you to go to the CEO of the Nanami Conglomerate. And tell him that his bastard children did what he never could, and have taken control of the entire world's capital. And it's just us two featured in the official family portraits! And then, tell him to go fuck hi-" He was cut off by someone bodily dragging him away from the mic.
"What is wrong with you?" Sai, the future's best computer programmer, yelled, barely in range of the microphone.
"Should we be listening to this?" Mandy asked.
"I desire vengeance!" The rambunctious boy insisted. There was a sound of a scuffle, and then Sai spoke again, closer to the mic and clearly addressing them.
"Sorry about that. My little brother is... a bit out there. It was probably the family ostracization."
They all clearly wanted to know more. This wasn't the first shred of juicy gossip from the future they'd gotten, but the spokesperson was nothing if not professional.
"Let's just get back to work, yeah?"
Boo.
[Part of a larger DCST time travel fic I really don't have the time to write, so I just put in the two snippets that obsessed me the most. Tell me if I should continue this into a proper fic!]
I dont think lbh ever really tried to kill lqg during the 5 years of corpse-zun...but i think it would be hilarious if, because liu qingge is an anomoly who was never meant to fight lbh, who admittedly isnt on binghe's level but hes still pidw's war god.....
Lbh just is incapable of killing lqg. Like some sort of video game glitch, like when you take an item out of its designated area when youre not supposed to and the game cant quite do what you want to, everytime binghe tries to kill lqg some sort of looney tunes-shit happens that save lqg last minute. Like the worlds game engine can let them fight, and Lqg will never be able to beat lbh in a fight, but everytime lbh tries to actually kill the man, he starts falling into xianxia manholes and xianxia anvils start falling a la the beam falling during the skinner incident
My favorite flavor of Danny Phantom in the dpxdc universes is the ordinary on the first glance teenager who stands before an unimaginable, indestructible threat and throws his hands up to yell BITCH DO I LOOK LIKE I GOT TIME FOR THIS I GOT FINALS NEXT WEEK FUCK OFF and the threat retreats and crawls back where it came from