Bruce, busting in: WHERE IS HE.
*Batfam proceeds to tear down the entire GIW in epic cross country road trip full of red herrings, false leads, cold leads, and emotional breakdowns*
Jason, in Gotham, still forgetting to contact his family: More pancakes?
Danny: Yes please.
It was supposed to be a basic bust. Get in, beat up the goons, alert the GCPD of the illegal goods, get out.
This bust wasn’t the same. The strange men in the white suits overwhelmed Nightwing and Red Hood and knocked them out. Nightwing woke up still in the warehouse. Red Hood however, was gone.
Red Hood didn’t know what these Ghost Investigation Ward guys wanted him for but a sinking feeling in his gut said that it wasn’t for anything good
There's a glowing humanoid adolescent looking being covered in a violently green glowing blood(?) covering them. They look at Hal, and the look so, so scared.
"Hey, I'm here to help," Hal says, as softly as he can. Universal translation of the ring don't fail him now.
The kid opens their mouth but nothing comes out. Their gloved(?) hands reach up to clutch at their throat, showing off the strange, sharp handcuffs on their wrists. The kid looks up at him, eyes wide and beseeching.
"I'm going to come closer, okay? I'll get those off you, and get you somewhere safe, okay?"
'Promise?' The kid mouths, overexagerated. (Is this what Batman feels before he gets another for his brood? Hal has to say he now regretfully understands where Bats is coming from.)
"Yeah kid," Hal replies as he slowly hovers closer, "I promise,"
After escaping the GIW by flying into the GIW’s own portal Danny flies aimlessly in search of the far frozen to heal and rest. With a fresh wound on his throat and wearing the GIW’s patented power suppression cuffs, Danny can’t even speak let alone use most of his powers.
He can’t even dodge as a natural portal opens right on top of him spitting him out in the void of space!
Shocked and stunned he can barely react when a man in a green suit flies up to meet him asking him if he needs help.
And not a pet, but
This frogs looks a lot like a leaf.
Ya girl is goin through a not so good time rn mayest I please have photos of y’all’s pets as a means to get that good good happy chemical
me, seeing someone left me a comment: screaming, running around the room in circles, kicking my feet up in the air, jumping up and down, giggling to myself, squealing, wiggling, dancing around...
me, replying to someone's comment: Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)
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
If not all, specify which ones in the tags.
Y'all'd've.
The power of a spell is inversely proportional to the amount of words in its name. You, hated and exiled, invented the first single word spell:
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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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