that ‘pakige?’ post but me, a couple hours after posting a fic, like ‘comints?’
4 days until wet rat wednesday
There's something just so uncanny valley about them. Their edges are always blurred, even when it looks like they're standing still because they are constantly moving. You never see them breathe because they breathe faster than you can perceive. Just standing close to them makes your hair stand on end.
batfam being cryptids: boring, over done, theyre just some people in masks if you shot them theyre done-zo
flash fam being cryptids: new, exiciting, they are intrinsically tied to an eldritch multiversal force that gives them the power to change the very fabric of time *by Accident* and that when not harnessed properly will Kill them and possibly destroy entire universes
hope is a skill
The overwhelming ambient ectoplasm of Gotham messes with ecto-signature trackers. Good for Danny and Jason? Yes. Good for Batfam and Team Phantom? Absolutely not.
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
Or two moms. That's an option.
traditional child-rearing sensibilities maintain that if a mother gives her son attention he’ll turn out gay, and if she doesn’t he’ll turn out autistic. if this is true, then logically every gay autistic person was raised by a mother in a constant state of quantum uncertainty, simultaneously giving and not giving affection. i call this hypothetical parent georgine bauer—schroedinger’s mother
if i ever interacted with you and it was awkward just know im sorry and painfully aware that sometimes i come off like a person who is having the first conversation of their life
I read something to this effect once. Sobbing in my bed at three AM, because despite it being an AU, it didn't change. The tragedy was not averted. Despite their best efforts, NOTHING CHANGED.
Nothing changed.
And that destroyed me.
Dan: Oi, gimme that goblin.
Bruce: I'm sorry?
Dan: About yhea high, bites people for fun, craves chaos?
Bruce: I'm afraid you're going to have to be more specific.
Ellie wanted to travel more, she wanted to see other worlds, Dan was sent with her to lessen her chaos babysit.
Now he’s on a hunt because he looked away for two seconds to deck some hulking creep and now Ellie is missing.
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Bruce wanted one normal day, it was a wish he desperately held onto even while knowing it would never be granted.
There was a massive Arkham/Blackgate breakout while he and most of his children were all busy as their unmasked selves at a charity event.
He…may have grabbed a black hair, blue eyed child that wasn’t his while in his “Brucie Wayne” panic.
And then there was the issue of the man who punched Bane hard enough to send him flying, was he a meta? Was he a part of the breakout.?
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Or: Dan and Ellie visit Gotham, the Batclan unintentionally kidnaps Ellie, Dan punches Bane into next week, and more chaos ensues.
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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