Headcanon for the batkids:
Bruce: I can’t possibly allow you to go trick or treating, dressed like that.
Dick, dressed as Red Hood:
Tim, dressed as Red Hood:
Damian, dressed as Red Hood:
Duke, dressed as Red Hood:
Cassandra, dressed as Red Hood:
Stephanie, dressed as Red Hood:
Jason: Forget the hater, cult of Red Hood, Let’s go.
has this one been done yet
sorry for dissapearing for many months the prodigal son has returned with a new hyperfixation
Everyone thinks that dick was the golden child when in reality it was Jason.
Clark: Bruce who was your favourite robin?
Dick: obviously it’s me?
Tim: it’s dick
Damian: I am superior robin, it will be me.
Bruce: it’s Jason
Everyone: WHAT?!?!???
Bruce: why are you so surprised? He didn’t jump on too my chandeliers which I had to replace each week
*everyone looks at dick*
Bruce: he didn’t drop out of school
*everyone looks at tim*
Bruce: I didn’t have to stop him from killing everyone who annoyed him
*everyone looks at Damian*
Bruce: in fact, he enjoyed school and handed all his homework in on time, we would spend hours in the library reading his favourite classics. He even helped Alfred with most of the cooking, He was my little boy
Jason: stop spreading lies, I hate you go away
Bruce: my precious little boy
Because...
Sky made him a noticeably delicate spoon to cook with
And it was already well established in the chain that they know perfectly well Wild breaks *everything*
And then we see him using another Sky-made spoon in the art
I'm thinking it goes something like this:
Wild, approaching cautiously with Sky's favourite food in hand: Skyyyyyyy
Sky: Yep. Here you go. *pulls another elaborately carved ladle out of his bag and hands it to him*
Wild, giving food as an offering: Thank you... Sorry
Sky: *smiles and pulls more wood out* (he likes the excuse for more carving projects)
now for a crossover no one asked for
i want them to be short buddies, you KNOW four would enjoy collecting cards and yugi loves games and they both love puzzles, they would be such good friends
In their defense, it was really funny.
They've been spreading the word via Ouija boards, seances, and any other attempt to speak with the dead that Phantom is the High King of Ghosts.
Except that position doesn't really exist.
Sure, they called Pariah Dark the King of Ghosts, but that was at his own request.
The Infinite Realms are vast, with many different cultures and lands, and there are a lot of Kings. It's not a special title, honestly, it's just the title used to delegate who, in a culture, has to put up with talking to the Observants.
So they decided to get the little shit back for stopping them from playing in the Living world. They're just tryna have fun!
And destroy stuff.
But destroying stuff is fun!
As is telling a shit ton of flesh puppet idiots that Phantom, that scrawny kid, is the "High King" of the Realms.
This resulted in him constantly getting summoned to cult summonings, running him ragged and giving them, his rogues, more time to play.
But uh.
Ember is starting to think they may have fucked up.
Because babypop just broke down into a sobbing, heaving panic attack at the sight of her.
She manages to get out of him that he hasn't slept in three days.
And like.
He's half living?
He's supposed to sleep more than that?
Yeah they fucked up.
Ugh.
She's gonna have to go talk to them, isn't she?
So that's how a meeting between Justice League and Justice League Dark gets interrupted by the ghost of a rock star, with a living teenager having one of the worst panic attacks any of them have seen in awhile cradled in her arms, asking Justice League Dark to invent an amulet that prevents Summonings.
Something about FNAF 3 and Fazbear Frights taking place in 2023 in our current social media landscape