This Is Perfect To Show Their Relationship. Same For MK And Mei In The Future. I Don’t Believe That

DP x DC Prompt: The Watchlist

Batman has a watchlist. A list that contains every individual who could become a rouge and a contingency plan for if they did.  

And while they, his children, often make fun of his paranoia and him for having it, they totally understand why he did. They lived in Gotham, for Christ's sake. Where everyone’s just a pin drop away from being the city’s next big villain, forcing the bats to scratch their heads while playing cat and mouse with a sicko for a good few weeks. And while they won’t admit it, the list has helped them a few times. 

But that won’t stop them from making fun of any of the list’s new developments. Because you see, there was a new list. And it wasn’t just a watchlist. No, no, no. It was The Watchlist.

It was a new development after he and Robin went on an out-of-state mission to investigate some town in bum fuck nowhere Illinois. And it was under some pretty tight security as well, so they were expecting something good, like mad scientists or evil mayors. Not profiles of the kids who lived in the town. And while there were a few metas and vigilantes that made the list interesting, by the end of it all they just seemed to be teenagers. 

Until they saw Damian. They hadn’t seen him since he came back from the mission with B. He looked tired. Like ‘Tim hasn’t slept in a week and is surviving on just coffee beans’ tired.

“Ah, I see you all have found it. Good. A few of them will be arriving next week as they’re a part of Gotham Academy’s student exchange program. At least three of them will be staying in the manor with us. Father will need you all to be on standby and to be ready for any possible scenario. Please, for the love of all that is good, do not encourage them in any way, shape, or form. And please do not dismiss them either. The outcome of doing that will be much worse. Is there more that I should add? Yes. Will I? No, because you won’t understand. Not until you've seen what I have.” 

The demon child sighed, then looked them dead in the eyes. “Godspeed to us all.” Then walked away.

Okay, they were scared now.

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Tim, inspecting his nails like a teenage girl: it’s not MY fault your sense of humors trash.

Superman: Okay, why are you mad at eachother

Conner: Because someone thinks it's funny to jump off buildings and force me to catch them!

Tim: It is funny.

Absolutely. Valid. Truth. Yes.

mcd!aphmau may be an incredibly good person and a massive pacifist with more wisdom than anger but. i think she should be allowed to tell people to eat shit and fuck off. you’d have to push her pretty far to get her to do it but she should still tell people to eat shit and fuck off. i think she’s more annoyed with people than she shows

In my mind, MCD!Aphmau and Zane have a very special unique relationship in that Zane is the only person on earth that Aphmau hates more than anything. Like, this is a woman born from the mercy of Christ. And she fucking hates his guts so bad. He’s done far too much damage to everyone she’s loved for her to ever see him as more than pure evil. She is a woman of redemption and even i think she would see a Zane redemption arc as utterly impossible to ever achieve. She has a “kill on sight” policy that ONLY applies to him and NO ONE ELSE. Her and Zane could go back and forth bickering and telling each other “fuck you” over and over again. Even Shad earns more sympathy and mercy and empathetic understanding from Aphmau than Zane does. Aphmau would sooner befriend The Shadow Lord himself than EVER side with Zane.

And on Zane’s side of things, Aphmau is special because no one has ever thwarted him as much as her. He absolutely underestimated her at the beginning, thinking she’s just some random peasant girl in a shitty old town that no one’s ever heard of. And then she turns out to be his enemy nm. 1. The arch nemesis. I very much picture their dynamic in my head as a constant chess match going on between Zane and Aphmau. Zane is normally the king of chess, he gets everything he wants and the whole world cowers before him, but Aphmau has never cowered before in her life and she is most certainly not going to start now. She doesn’t quit. He can back her into a corner, he can take away her loved ones, he can put her in impossible dilemmas and threaten the lives of everyone she cares about with certain doom, all scenarios that would normally crush the average opponent and get them to cave under their own fear and beg him for mercy. But Aphmau doesn’t. She keeps fucking going and she never stops, she just can’t be held down, no matter what he tries. And in the end, he loses. They end up in the Irene dimension and he loses.

There’s something to be said that the High Priest of the Church of Irene’s worst nemesis is Irene herself. The very woman he’s supposed to worship with utter devotion, but once he actually meets the object of his religious faith, he REFUSES TO. He HATES her. He has met his own God and has decided he’d rather punch her square in the face than pledge himself to her. No one hates Aphmau more than Zane, and no one hates Zane more than Aphmau.

anyway i think she would tell him to fuck off and die all of the time and he’d tell her right back at you bitch

Din talking to himself as he hauls an unconscious Luke over his shoulder and jiggles a bag of candy for the foundlings to follow him: It's not kidnapping if you're taking the whole family. This isn't breaking intergalactic laws. You're a great Dad and soon to be a great husband once Luke wakes up. You're not breaking any laws.

Din, tucking Luke in as he gets the new foundlings to their amazing rooms and then getting their wedding vows ready: It's just a little bend of the law. We're all good. Just a tiny bump at the start of our marriage--he'll be fine with it. I am gonna be SUCH a good husband.

saving for when ao3 returns.

Newscapepro SCP Rewrite, With Many Voices

“Alright, come in, all of you,” The General said as the crew poured into his office. “Got another mission for the lot of you. Site-06 experienced a large containment breach; you’re being sent in to protect the Detective we have going there to gather evidence,” Triana raised an eyebrow “A detective? I haven’t worked with one of those in awhile,” “I know, she’ll be waitin’ for you outside,” The General cleared his throat. “Her life is your number one priority, do not let her die,” “Yes sir!” Triana saluted.

The crew moved outside of the base towards a helicopter, they saw a woman with scraggly black hair tied into a ponytail; she wore rather casual clothes compared to the rest of them with just brown jacket, black skirt and red tie. She yawned as the team. walked towards her “You must be the Task Force sent to protect me… O’Connor,”  “Triana, if you don’t mind me asking what exactly are you investigating at this site?” Triana asked as the crew got into the helicopter. “I’ll be investigating how the breach occurred, to get any information on who might’ve caused it,”

“Alright, when we land there we need to be as careful as possible,” Triana ordered. “Site-06 houses mostly Safe Skips,” “They house 939 there, don’t they?” Hooper asked. “Yeah, a couple of them too!” Scott stretched his arms to indicate the sheet amount of 939’s “Yes, we’ll need to be as quiet as possible; they’re blind, but they can hear insanely well,” Triana warned. “No screwing about, alright Cory?” “When have I ever screwed around?” “Well… never actually,” Triana hmm’d. “Still, you can never be sure with Privates,” Cory and Nikole chuckled, Triana menacingly cleared her throat. “Like that,” “Sorry LT…” The Helicopter eventually landed in front of the completely abandoned site, the normally bright white walls looked dark grey. “Jeez, this place sucks,” Cory simplified. Hooper felt a shiver go up his spine at the sight of the place. “You can say that again,” “Jeez, this place sucks,” “I- nevermind,” “So, O’Connor,” Triana looked over to the woman they were escorting as the MTF gathered around the front of the Site. “What are your current theories as to who caused this breach?” “Hmm…” The Detective looked deep in thought for a moment. “Nothing concrete yet. The Chaos Insurgency is too bold to wait for a breach, but the Serpent’s Hand isn’t bold enough to try something like this,” Nikole smirked at the Lieutenant “Yeah she probably needs to find more evidence before accusing whatever group… y’know like a detective does?” “Well maybe you could help her by letting her know about how the Insurgency would’ve handled this, you have plenty of experience,” Triana snarked back. “Already told ya, they’re not the stealthy kind,” Nikole rolled her eyes. “Sure…” Triana cleared her throat. “Alright Bluejay; keep tabs on the group escorting O’Connor,” “Will do,” “Great, Nikole will stand watch out here while the rest of us escort O’Connor around, am I understood?” She stared down the older woman. “Jeez, fine,” Nikole raised her hands in surrender. “You go have fun on your little adventure,” “We will!” Cory smiled. “If we don’t get eaten, that is,” Scott chuckled. “...We won’t,”

The five people entered the dilapidated building, walking into a main hall equally as grungy as the outside of the facility. “Alright Detective, any locations of Interest?” “I’d start with the comms room, see if any outside contact had been made with any other GOIs,” O’Connor said tiredly as the team escorted her there. “Bluejay, any detected hostiles?” “No ma’am, I’ll inform you of… whatever inevitably comes up,”

O’Connor and the gang entered the dingy communications room, filled with racks of servers all of which were off due to the lack of power. “Hm… can’t continue my investigation like this,” “Bluejay, can you hack into the-” Lara interrupted “The Facility’s Emergency Power? Duh, it’s my job. I’m surprised it hasn’t been used up yet though…” Lara mused. “Just gotta guess the password real quick,” O’Connor quirked an eyebrow at that, but went to go investigate the communication servers anyway. “So… when did this breach happen?” Cory looked around the hallway as he stood guard near the door to the server room. “Last week from what I heard; everythin’ was goin’ fine and then suddenly it all went to Hell,” “It’s unfortunate, we lost a lot of good Scientists here too…” Triana's face scrunched up in more anger than usual, but went back to normal pretty quickly. “And a lot of valuable Skips got damaged,” “Ain’t this the place or Site-16 that had the Infinite Pizza Box?” Scott smiled at the thought, then frowned because the breach probably meant it wouldn’t be found for awhile. “Infinite… what now?” Cory perked up like a pitbull in a room full of toddlers. “No, Cory, it’s in a different site,” Triana said through gritted teeth, occasionally glancing as Scott as she spoke “Aww…” “Alright, done with this area,” O’Connor said as she walked out of the server room. “No one had contacted anyone outside of the Site,” Triana sighed. “Hmm, that makes it… way harder to figure out who did this,” “Actually it implies that the breach was caused by someone working for The Foundation,” O’Connor corrected. “Or that whatever group did this has a lot of contacts within the Foundation… interesting,” She mused. “So you’re saying some kinda conspiracy’s made its way into The Foundation?” Hooper looked at the Detective in disbelief. The Detective shook her head “No… not yet at least; I’d need far more evidendence to make an accusation like that. Speaking of which I’ll be heading to the Site Director’s office next then we’ll be leaving,” “Good, this place gives me the creep-”

“Hello, is anyone out there? Hello?” “Guys, there’s surviv-” “Cory wait!” Hooper warned. “That’s SCP 939, it mimics the voices of its victims to lure in prey,” “Really?” “Unfortunately yes, we’ll also need to be far quieter; they can’t see but can hear very well,” Triana explained. “Hooper and I will follow O’Connor, you two will scope out the facility and make sure that SCP 939 is kept away,” “Sure thing dude!” “Yes ma’am!” Triana, Hooper and O’Connor went forward towards the Office while Scott and Cory moved right, staying quiet and moving slow as to not alert the creature they were walking towards of their presence.

“Alright man, we got flashbangs on us,” Scott whispered at the Camera faced Private. “These things got skin that’s sensitive to light,” “Really? That’s great!” Cory said, his relief at these things having a weakness being just a tad too loud, loud enough that he instantly covered his mouth. “Dude, shut up!” “I-I’m lost, please help me,” Another voice, this one was feminine… and closer. The two MTF tip toed behind a wall, Scott quickly typed into his radio’s screen. FIERI: 939 is close to us dunno if theres more than one. LT: Good, keep them as far away from us as possible.

The creature screamed, exactly like the woman who’s voice it had just used. Cory and Scott managed to get a peek at it. A large red reptile, with no eyes, spikes coming out of its back and tail, but what spooked Cory the most was the claws that looked like they could tear through metal with ease. “Fuck, run Cor!” Scott yelped as the creature began to chase them. They ran and ran through the twisting hallways of the site, hearing the screaming creature getting closer and closer to them. Cory screeched as he ran "Scott, what do we do?" “I *huff* got a plan,” The rotund man heaved. “Cover your ears!” The two MTF did just that as Scott launched a flashbang into the Reptile’s face, it let out a small yelp, and then a far louder one as- BANG

Despite the ear covering, Cory and Scott still felt their ears ringing like hell. “Augh, is it gone?” Cory groaned. “I think so, Man, shoulda scared it off for now,” Scott held his head. As Cory stumbled around, he got a glimpse at the end of the Hallway and at “UNI!” “Who?” The black dog-person at the end of the hall noticed Cory’s presence, smirked and then began to run down the halls of the Facility; the instance of 939 following closely behind. “Detective got everything she needed, you guys can head back to the front of the facility now… like right now,” Lara said over the radio “Crap, Scott you go; I gotta chase this guy down!” Cory began to run towards the dog with his gun in hand. Scott looked stunned for a minute, before tapping his microphone. “Cory spotted a member of the Serpent’s Hand, pursuing as we speak!" “Change of plans then, back him up Scott!” Triana ordered. “Hell yeah!”

Cory chased the dog into a dead end hallway. “Alright, nowhere to run now, Evil Uni,” Cory held up his gun. Evil Uni frowned “Evil? You’re the who nearly burnt this poor little guy!” The Reptile covered the part of its body where its face would be. “He tried to kill me!” Cory shouted. “Anyways, why did you cause this breach? So many lost lives for what?” The dog shrugged “We didn’t cause this, it just so happens to be a… lucky coincidence that I’m here,” “That is so totally a lie, I’m not gonna let you get away with hurting any more people,” “Ironic coming from a Jailor…” Evil Uni chuckled as he subtly reached into his pocket. “Gonna have to leave you here for now, get back to me if you ever wanna work for the good guys,” “You-” Cory suddenly broke into a coughing fit as black smoke filled the room. Evil Uni and the SCP were gone just as Scott arrived. “Dude, where did he go?” “I- I dunno he just… vanished,” “Shit,” Scott grumbled. “Well, that was a bust, let’s get you outta here dude,” “Yeah, let’s,” Cory groaned as he slowly walked out of the facility, leaning on Scott as he coughed from the smoke.

Triana ran up to him almost the instant he had stepped foot on grass. “Cory, did you manage to capture the Serpent’s Hand agent?” “No, but I managed to talk to him a little,” Triana grunted. “Dammit,” “What’d he say?” O’Connor quietly called out from behind the Lieutenant. “Ah, well he said that the Serpent’s Hand didn’t cause this breach… he’s probably ly-” “Interesting…” O’Connor mused. “My findings in the Site Director’s Office indicate that a large amount of money was embezzled from this site into something,” The detective began to pace around the area as the helicopter arrived to pick them up. “Whoever caused this has agents deep inside The Foundation, I’d watch your backs if I was you,”

Damian adjusting to his new hairstyle in B&R 2023

This is amazing. Like, Lex is OBVIOUSLY a bad guy but he seems so genuine and seems to ACTUALLY value that Kon won’t do anything for him now. Sure he thinks he can convince him but there aren’t threats, actual fear, or anything of the sort being used so he’s better than canon(that everyone ignore… which I prefer) Batman.

An excerpt of morally-ambiguous-dad!Lex for @robotogato to hopefully enjoy, haha.

"Clones really don't get soulmarks, though," Kon says in frustration. "It doesn't even make sense that I'd have one."

"Well, I suppose there's the possibility that I just want you so badly that it happened anyway," Lex Luthor muses idly. "A Luthor doesn't generally accept being denied what they want."

"Very fucking funny," Kon mutters, shooting him a glower. "I'm being serious here, asshole."

"Hm," Lex Luthor observes, inspecting him neutrally. "Not even a moment where you let yourself want to believe that, was there."

"Why would I wanna believe that a bastard like you wanted me?" Kon sneers at him.

"Because I am the only person in the multiverse who would burn down reality for you without hesitation," Lex Luthor says like he's talking about the weather or something. Like he's just stating a totally inconsequential fact or reiterating something as obvious as the sky being blue.

Like there's no question there at all.

"I hope you fucking die and I hope it fucking hurts," Kon hisses as the whole world seems to bleed red, just about choking on his fury.

"Well, it will if you don't close your eyes," Lex Luthor says, raising an eyebrow at him. "Quickly, ideally."

"Wh–" Kon is almost stupid enough to ask, and then he realizes and immediately screws his eyes shut, snapping his hands up over his face just in case.

His eye sockets feel like they're on fire.

"Ah, I suppose I live another day," Lex Luthor says. "Rage and anger are notable triggers for the heat vision, if you're still unfamiliar. And apparently arousal as well, although I have very definitely never encountered that version so I can't say if it's more or less potent than rage."

"How do you even know about it, then?" Kon asks, hating that he can't trust himself to look at the bastard without killing him. Lex Luthor could be doing any stupid fucked-up thing right now and he'd have no fucking clue.

"I am a very intelligent person who can afford very good information," Lex Luthor says. "And I am also more intimately familiar with Kryptonian DNA than quite possibly anyone else on this planet, Superman included."

"Superman has Kryptonian DNA," Kon retorts dubiously.

"He does," Lex Luthor agrees. "His special little gift from dumb luck and blind chance. Some of us actually had to put in a bit of effort to get that kind of power, though."

"You don't have that kind of power," Kon says. "You have money and the fucking bullshit fear that you put into people."

"Ah, but I have you now," Lex Luthor counters mildly. "Now don't I."

"You don't," Kon snaps.

"Oh, give it sixteen years or so," Lex Luthor says, making a dismissive gesture as Kon's eyes finally stop burning long enough for him to risk a glare at him. "Your full powerset should be in by then, and I imagine I'll have had a bit of time to change your mind somewhere in there."

"I don't care what whatever custody law bullshit says about it, I'm not gonna stay with you," Kon says tightly. "Sure as shit not for the next sixteen years!"

"Oh?" Lex Luthor asks, raising an eyebrow at him. "Then where exactly are you intending to go long-term? Just planning to stay in a lab for the rest of your life?"

"Why the fuck not?" Kon says in exasperation.

Lex Luthor's eyes narrow.

"Oh," he says like a realization. "Someone's actually made you assume that you belong in a lab, haven't they."

"Yeah, I can't think of a single unrepentant bastard who might've had a hand in me belonging in one of those," Kon bites off darkly. "Real fucking mystery there, huh."

"Hm," Lex Luthor says.

I think a massive facet of Tim's secret identity should be that everyone in Gotham knows that if Tim had Bat Skills, he would simply be a benevolent supervillain instead. A feral little gremlin who would take out the kneecaps of every boomer trying to embezzle charity funds. Like, this is the bitch that's constantly ready to fight God in a Denny's parking lot. He would be out there committing murder every time someone tried to rezone Gotham's voting districts again; he'd just show up in their dark living room with anime eyeshine like, "oh? And you thought you could get away with this? 🔪"

Wait, if Gerry is still alive in your au does that mean that Jon somehow prevented him from dying?

I can imagine Gerry just chilling in the institute until a small kid comes up to him and announces that he has cancer which then turns out to be true and he's able to get treatment for it early enough to survive, then Gerry decides to befriend that weird psychic child and they become bffs

BAHHAHAA yeahhh Jon warns him beforehand and they have a tight friendship

i imagine they met when Gerry was looking for a Leitner and Jon just so happened to be there

and then they were inseparable akaskjakjKkja

More of this AU here