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Batmans "No Metas In Gotham" rule but all of his kids (the batboys in particular) are secretly Metas. A silly AU

Obviously, Dick has weird contortionist stuff going on. He's an acrobat gymnastic, he can twist any part of his body into a pretzel. But that doesn't explain him being able to squeeze into a vent system that even rats struggle to get through. When Bruce finds an 11 year old boy crying through the vents "daaaad I got stuck" he did not expect to find that Dick managed to squeeze himself through 20 feet of 6 inch wide 3 inch tall ductwork into a small pocket meant for a fan. Bruce was left questioning for months if Dick somehow popped a joint to do it, but nope... Dick just straight up has squishy bones. It's an at will thing, so no one's ever noticed it before. Bruce only finds out when Dick yells "think squishy thoughts!" to try and help Bruce free himself from a Joker death trap, and when questioned, is like, "Yeah.. my mom taught me to."

Jason gets mild elemental control. Nothing insane or super noticeable, but he manages to stay completely dry even during rainy patrol nights, fires seem to naturally pull towards him when he walks past them, lights flicker if he gets too emotional, ect. Bruce only found out Jason could do any of this stuff after Jason died and came back. It was raining hard that night. Bruce found his should be dead son. But Jason was dry as a bone. Half of Gotham was missing power, the street lights flickering madly every time the fight moved further down the street. The explosive Jason planted in the helmet seemed to be an all-consuming everlasting flare that was hell-bent burning Bruce.

Tim has night vision. It's not the most impressive or cool or weird, but it's so very helpful. The way Bruce figures it out is he finds Tim in the pitch black batcave, writing away in a notebook while reading some old case files from pre modern batcomputer era where Bruce had written down everything himself. He was attempting to solve cold cases in the dark. At first, Bruce is like "well maybe his eyes adjusted," but no. I (Seth) have been caving/spelunking irl before, it's really fun, but it's So. Fucking. Dark. It's literally impossible to see at all, even when your eyes slightly adjust. He starts to freak out the rest of the batfam by wandering the manor at night without any lights. Sick Tim, standing over Bruce's bed in the pitch black going "I threw up" in the most pained voice ever and Bruce nearly shits himself.

Damian is all sorts of fucked up and weird and I'm not saying the Lazarus Pit was involved, but why else does Damian have an utterly insane healing factor? It's basically impossible to cut him cuz it's like his flesh instantly heals. At first Bruce is convinced that Damian was just taught really well for an 8 year old kid, dodging so many hits, until he realized that actually Damian was incredibly sloppy, he just never worried about getting hit cuz he healed so fast. One time, his hand got chopped off and Bruce was about to have a mental breakdown cuz "Oh god I failed my son." And Damian just holds up his already reforming hand like "father, chill the fuck out."

Pool # 27 -  Ann Goldberg , 2016.

Canadian , b. 1970s

Oil on canvas , 30 x 48 in.

The defeated and bloodied king was chained to kneel in front of his enemy and he says weakly: "Is my wife still alive?" His enemy nodded. "You fools," he said smirking, and the king starts laughing as the sounds of explosions getting closer shake the room.

Oh yeah definitely, like there's no other explanation Fyodor just wanted some freaks to be in a support group with, You know without specifying that it's a support group so Sigma is over there in the corner, having a panic and anxiety attack rolled into one big attack of the mental health issues, And Nikolai is just causing utter chaos with nothing more than a pencil and one of those half spear things that pop up when you put them on a flat surface, and fyodor is either living for the chaos or like oh I didn't mean for this to happen

i am very compelled by autistic hcs for both Nikolai and sigma. might as well throw Fyodor in there for good measure since he's got something going on for sure. DOA is an autism support group thinly disguised as terrorist organisation

There has never been a better decay trio sheadcanon

Head canon that when Fyodor plays the cello, Nikolai and Sigma dance around. But it’s never waltzing, oh no. Fyodor plays classical music and Nikolai is teaching Sigma the cha cha slide

Do u have any poly DoA headcanons you'd be willing to share with us plebeians? :3c

Do I have any poly doa headcanons I'd be willing to share????? You fucking bet I do~! Putting this under the cut because I got a little excited~

Nikolai is a classic blanket thief, but he doesn't steal the blankets for himself. He steals them for Fyodor, groggily making sure that Fedya is nice and tucked in so that he doesn't get cold during the night. This usually means that Sigma gets cold at night, and the only way to guarantee he'll get any sort of blanket coverage is to sleep in between Nikolai and Fyodor. Fyodor mentions that this arrangement was likely Nikolai's goal all along, but Nikolai refuses to comment on the matter.

Separately, all three of them are perfectly capable of cooking or baking without causing any sort of catastrophe. And together, Fyodor and Sigma work rather well together in the kitchen. The moment Nikolai enters the mix, all hell breaks loose. Not because Nikolai is bad at cooking. On the contrary, he's quite skilled in the kitchen, particularly at baking, but he can't resist causing problems when it's all three of them. After all, Fyodor and Sigma just look so cute when they're irritated at him, so how can he resist?

Nikolai never stops moving. He's always dancing or swaying or using his hands to fiddle with something. He's better at controlling himself when he's cuddling with Fyodor, who tends to prefer stillness when he's relaxing. With Sigma, Nikolai is always playing with his hands or pulling him into his lap or even braiding his hair. And when he is ready to settle down, it's that much easier to snuggle up with Fyodor once he already has Sigma in his clutches.

But when Nikolai's not in the mood to cuddle, Fyodor is quick to steal Sigma for his own gains. He's always cold, and Sigma's always hungry for affection. Even wrapped up in a blanket burrito, Fyodor is the most comfortable when he has Sigma close to steal his body heat to cozy up with <3

Sigma always keeps a small first-aid kit nearby. Nikolai tends to be destructive, both to himself and to their home, so he likes to be ready for whenever Nikolai inevitably hurts himself. He also keeps an eye on Fyodor, whose habit of biting through the skin of his fingers worries Sigma more than he would ever admit. Fyodor gets a little annoyed; why waste a band-aid when he'll likely need another one within the hour? But he finds Sigma's determination cute, so he lets himself be fussed over from time to time.

Sigma lived a sheltered, lonely childhood, so Nikolai makes it his goal to fill their daily lives with enough excitement to make up for it. This includes celebrating everything. He has a calendar, and it's difficult to find a week where every day isn't circled for one reason or another. From the smallest of anniversaries ("Look, Sigma! Six months ago today, you left the water running and flooded the kitchen!" "Why the hell are we celebrating that!?") to foreign holidays that they've never heard of ("Happy Fourth of July!" "Put the fireworks down, Kolya!"), Nikolai is determined to make a big deal out of it all. Sigma goes to Fyodor for help, expecting him to be the voice of reason capable of convincing Nikolai to stop. When he learns that Fyodor is the one providing Nikolai with the names of all of these random holidays, Sigma's not sure why anything surprises him anymore.

I should probably stop there before I end up rambling forever ^^; but thank you so much for asking!

day at the museum

insp. // it’s so fyodor coded i had to draw it

it was funnier in my head

Unlucky

saying “i want him” about the character but not in a romantic or sexual way . i just Require him i need to Obtain him

i like working at plant store. sometimes you ring up someone and there's a slug on their plant and so you're like "Oh haha you've got a friend there let me get that for you" and you put the slug on your hand for safekeeping but then its really busy and you dont have time to take the slug outside before the next customer in line so you just have a slug chilling on your hand for 15 minutes. really makes you feel at peace with nature. also it means sometimes i get to say my favorite line which is "would you like this free slug with your purchase"

People used to comment on web comics.

People used to comment on fanfiction.

People used to comment on fanart.

People used to comment on OCs.

I hate "content" culture.

I hate "consuming content" and scrolling immediately to the next thing.

People used to be excited about the art that other people created.

People used to want to share that excitement with creators.

I hate this future.

”dr ratio loves humanity not in spite of its many flaws but because of them” and “dr ratio, at his core is a fucking hater” are two statements that can and should coexist

1$ flea market score. Tiny glass 1960s perfume bottles. I love them.

some of my favorite woven tapestries, by Cecilia Blomberg:

Point Defiance Steps

Mates

Rising Tides

Vashon Steps

*slides you this chart*

*you kick me out of the butcher shop*

i dont like it when the task avoidance gets to the scary part

I turn 30 next month so here’s what I learned in my 20s:

—don’t work for startups, they’re always one ‘innovative idea’ away adding ‘sell your kidneys on the black market’ to your job description.

—keeping a collection of basic OTC medicine on you will save your life one day. I recommend Advil, Imodium, and TUMS.

—those little single-use glasses cleaning wipes are 1000% worth the money

—overly self-depreciating jokes just make people uncomfortable, wean yourself off of them

—you can buy dehydrated mini marshmallows in bulk online and they’re a godsend for hot cocoa

—people don’t care if you have fidget toys on your desk they just want to play with them

—try to go to bed BEFORE the existential ennui kicks in

hold on

We all making grandpa cry btw