Here Is The First Of 2 Videos From A Year Ago That I Posted On Tiktok And Now I'm Transferring To Tumblr

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— Mister Void, at your pleasure.🖤🗝

(Notice: Mister Void was asking about my AU and/or headcanons, but for some reason Tumblr bugged and it didn't appear)

OH YES PLEASE LET ME!!!😍🤩No one ever wanted to hear about it🥲

I feel like:

I think that's why she's one of my strongest Kins- BUUuuuut going back

It's not exactly an AU, since I didn't write anything anywhere, I just have it all stored in the back of my brain.It's more like a preference and a mix of several Headcanons and concepts that I took from some fanfics I read on AO3.

Like for example, the Batfam being absolute cryptids and scaring the shit out of everyone else in the hero community. For this trope, I usually like to think of the Batfam as having managed to build functional, realistic and beautiful wings.

Oh yeah, and let's not forget the classic bird language. Oh oh and the feline like claws and pads on the gloves too!Also, I like to think that Billy joined the family like, half a week after being invited to the League, seriously, he may be magical and a little more mature, but he's still a kid, and the Bats only need one slip-up from him to put the pieces together.

I also like to think that this Billy doesn't have the others from Shazamily, yet, because I want him, the way he is, to look at this bunch of orphaned street kids(and his lost twin sister of course), and simply give a Batman, taking them to the mansion just to shock everyone that the first one(technically second because of the whole Park Row's children and Jason thing) to start having Bruce's addiction to adoption was not Dick but Billy.

And even though I haven't put this in either of the two fanfics I've written so far, I'd like Bruce's parents(and Alfred) and Clark's parents to meet before the two were even born yet, and for them to grow up as brothers, and for the Kent farm to be an escape from Gotham's overwhelming elite and the spotlight for Bruce.

I want a young, stubborn Bruce to take a young, scared Clark around the farm and find Clark's ship, I want them to find out sooner what Clark is, who he was, his birth name, I want this duo of kids to be the ones to find out that Diana Prince is Wonder Woman and for her to take them as apprentices (References to an AO3 fic called Shadow Demon, it's really good, oh and I'm also getting a little bit of Alternative Heroes, Same Hearts).

I want a good relationship and communication between the Batfam, make Alfred forcefully shove an angry teenage Bruce into a therapy room, and of course, the training with the monks, and make him be very grateful for that now that he has to take care of other traumatized and vengeful little humans.

I want Jason to be caught sooner, that he was trying to steal Batman's tires to buy medicine for his mother, I want Bruce to take this child and feed him and promise to help in the best way possible, I want Bruce to take him to the moldy apartment that the boy calls home, I want him to realize the state of his mother, I want her to have already left, that she took advantage of Jason's departure to be able to get rid of her pain without having to do it in front of him. I want Bruce to comfort a young and hysterical Jason, I want this boy to cry himself to sleep only to wake up wrapped in the softest sheets of his entire life.

I want a Bruce who reveals his identity to Jim before he even considers taking a young, eager Barbara under his wings, okay? I want a responsible Bruce.

And don't make poor Lucius have so much stress.

I want Bruce to notice the little shadow following them (seriously, I think it's cool that Tim managed to do this without getting caught, but not here, Batman, Batwoman [yes, she comes sooner, i want Kate to come visit her cousin and see the shit he's doing and refuse to leave until he includes her] and Robin have wings, with sensors to feel things that normal people don't feel, like changes in the air, or even sensors to smell more specifically.), I want Bruce to notice that the neighbors left, but his son didn't go with them, I want Bruce to pick up this abandoned boy and wrap him in a hug.

I want him to see the daughter of one of the Rougues trying to sabotage her father, I want him to accept the help willingly and try to slowly gain her trust, I want a Bruce who saves Stephanie from her own father, I want a Bruce who couldn't save her mother, I want a Steph who even though she's sad doesn't blame him. I don't want Tim and Steph to date. I want them to be siblings. I want them to be best friends. I want them to be like twins. I want them to be chaos gremilins together!

I want Talia to not be evil, I want her to be essentially kind, I want a Talia who blames herself millions for what she did to Bruce, I want a Talia who looks at this tiny baby in her arms and loves him unconditionally, I want a Talia who can't stand watching the training her father gives to her baby, her son, I want Talia to take a 3-4 year old Damian and take him to Bruce, I want her to get hurt in the escape, I want Bruce to save her, but I also want her to run away, run away far away so that the LoA doesn't get close to her little and adorable Dami, nor her beloved, or the children he took as his. I want them to have a complicated, distant, forbidden, cursed by others, but true and lasting love.

I want the cat and bat game to be between Kate and Selina, I want more lesbian couples!!!Harley and Ivy? Stuning lesbians.

Oh, and the Joker and Jason incident... I want a Jason who feels so loved in a way he's never felt before that he musters up the courage to talk to his father(!), I want him to tell Bruce about Sheila, I want a Bruce who is an unconditionally loving and supportive father who offers to take him to where she is, I want him to warn him about the Joker, I want the bomb to go off with Bruce opening the warehouse doors just in time to just look at his Jaylad and he looks back and neither of them can get any closer.

I don't want a Bruce who kills the Jokerbut I want a Bruce who beats him to the point of paralysis.

I want Clark to be forced to leave the country at top speed to stop Bruce, but not to save the Joker, I want it to be to help his crying brother, to stop him from destroying himself with the clown.

I want that whole thing about or whoever wrote Alfred putting a "Good Soldier" plaque on Jason's grave to go to the fucking hell, I want him to have a proper burial, I want Park Row to mourn the death of one of their own who managed to get out of poverty and still come back to help them, I want Crime Alley to mourn the death of their little bird.

I want Tim to take a lot longer to take up the mantle of Robin, I want a Steph who stays with her no-twin even more, I want a Bruce who after talking to Clark and Diana makes everyone go to therapy, I want Ivy to help Harley recover from that bastard clown, I want Bruce to go see how the two are.

I want Talia to see a revived Jason wandering and take him in, I want her to try to start making amends with Bruce by starting by taking care of his lost boy, I want her to start seeing him as hers too, I want Damian and Jason to be brothers, I want Talia to show the state the Joker is in, I want her to show that it took Clark to get Bruce away from the clown's decrepit body, I want her to show how his family scared the city so much that not only the rougues avoided going out at night, I want Talia to take them both back to Bruce.

I want them to cuddle in a pile of love and affection, I want a Talia still being treated to be in that pile too, I want that even with her away most of the time, the kids see her as a mother.

I want Tim to take up the mantle of Robin with Jason's blessing. And I want Steph to finally come out as Batgirl.

I want a young Cass to be noticed as soon as she sets foot in Gotham, I want it to be during one of Talia's visits, I want my couple to take this girl raised to be a weapon and turn her into a real child, I want everyone in the mansion to learn ASL when she prefers to gesture rather than speak most of the time. I want Steph to hand her over to Batgirl with Barbara's blessing and the two of them to go out together on Cass's first patrol with Tim hot on their heels.

And I want Bruce to find out about the "we are Robin" movement, I want Bruce to take this boy who started a gang under his wing.

I want Bruce to see this city and the heroes who disappeared out of nowhere and came back out of nowhere, I want the trinity to invite Marvel to the League, I want Bruce to discover that the Champion of Magic, Fawcette's main hero, an idol to many (and to Clark, who was very disappointed when he found out that Marvel wasn't Kryptonian), is a homeless child. I want Bruce to gain his trust, I want Bruce to give him a family and promise to find this boy's sister.

I want a Bruce who, after the invasion of Starro, sees this little star in his hands and can't resist his children wanting to keep him (and he himself wanted to too-), I want Jarro to be included in things, I WANT HIM TO HAVE THE LOVE HE DESERVES, OKAYY!?!?!?!

I want the current Justice League to be new, I want Bruce to be the first father and I want no one but Diana, Clark and Billy to know... Oh, and Barry too, since Dick would be best friends with Wally from an early age.

I want a Bruce who doesn't kill, but I also want a Bruce who doesn't force his rules and morals down his children's throats, I want a Bruce who understands that his children are individual beings, I want Bruce to understand that his children can and do have different morals and views.

I want Jon and Damian to be raised like Clark and Bruce were.

I want Clark to see this clone that looks about Tim's age and not think twice about bringing him home. I want Kon and Tim to be Bi best friends.

Oh and Kara!! I want Kara and Babs to be a thing, I want them together!!! I want my third lesbian coupleee!!

I want Kate and Selina, Ivy and Harley to be the cool aunts who take the kids out to cause chaos.

I want Bruce to have less of a Brucie or hooker persona and more of a tired dad thing. Dark circles under his eyes? Oh, Dami couldn't sleep. Hurt? Uh, Dick tried to maneuver the chandelier and would have fallen if I hadn't run to catch him! Am I a mess? The kids started an argument!

And I think that's it for now, I hope I put everything that was in my head.

There are designs for the characters in the AU now

Oh, to add, I've never read any DC comics, okay? Not Marvel either, or anything other than Turma da Monica(in english: Monica's Gang)...

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Here is the second and last of 2 videos from a year ago that I posted on tiktok and now I'm transferring to tumblr.

At the time, I wanted to do a little bit of Vallety's parents' Lore, but at the time I was too lazy to draw and/or animate even a little, so I did everything in gacha life/club, and this video was no different.

I had come across an audio of the "The Last Unicorn" movie/series(I don't remember) and soon noticed that the audio was about 92% compatible with their Lore so I put 1+1 together

It's kind of bad and the quality may have gotten worse because, TikTok, right, but I still think it's a cool concept :)

The moment Ilara says "I am human" is not, like, her renouncing her origins and accepting that she is now human, or at least partially human.

It's a moment of outburst, of exhaustion, one of those moments where you say things you don't really agree with or think about, a vulnerable moment, caused by the extreme body dysmorphia she felt, which Hansuke helped her overcome, because she is a siren, no matter what her body is, no matter what anyone says, no matter what anyone does/did to her.

And that will never change.

Unhinged promo of my Silly Billy where he just forgot that he is the Champion of Magic, and by that, he CAN do magic, so he just use the most unhinged spell Infront of the league, like, absorbing light to eat, but in the most cartoony style.

What are your thoughts Father of the Captain Marvel cult?

I like this idea

Billy often forgets that he is the Champion of fucking magic. Not just a magician, but the Champion himself. That means he can do magic in any shape or size. But when Billy remembers that he can do magic, the League has a field day.

Barry: Cap, where'd you get so much salami and cheese?

Marvel: I did.

Barry: What?

Marvel: *gestures at the sun, which was just peeking out from behind the Earth* Look.

Marvel claps his hands and says this spell that Buddhist monks made up a long time ago. Barry watches in shock as the sunbeams begin to warp and turn into pie.

Barry: Wow. That's incredible.

Marvel: I thought so too.

Marvel starts shuffling the salami and cheese around like poker cards, then Marvel flips them and they land in a neat pile on the bread. The sandwich is bigger than Marvel himself!

Marvel: Ta-da! Want to try it?

Barry: Sorry, dude, but I can't fit this.

Marvel: Your loss.

Marvel throws his giant sandwich up to the ceiling and opens his mouth wide. The sandwich falls into Marvel's mouth and the hero eats it all! Barry looks at Marvel in shock as he strokes his big belly.

Hal: We're about to crash into the fucking planet!

Batman: I'm doing the best I can, Lantern!

Marvel: I have an idea! Batman, don't try to avoid the planet!

Bruce wanted to yell at Marvel, but he looked so convincing. So Bruce stopped trying to lift the ship. The planet's surface was coming in fast and furiously.

Hal: Marvel! You better do what you're planning!

Marvel nods and starts whispering. Then Captain leans on the control panel and blows a kiss. Bruce and Hal look at him in shock.

Suddenly, their ship slowly stops and flies back into orbit around the planet. Bruce and Hal see a woman's face appear on the planet. You can even see the blush of embarrassment!! The planet winks and blows a kiss with its lips. Marvel winks with a mischievous smile and waves.

Marvel: *whispers* Batman, you better hurry, the planet's seduction spell won't last long.

Bruce comes to his senses and takes the ship away from this damn planet. In his nightmares, he later dreams of this planet flirting with Captain Marvel.

Villain: Ha-ha-ha, that's the end of you!!

Marvel: No! *raises both hands* Brown magic!!

Villain: *turns pale and quickly leaves, for some reason with a very straight back*

Superman: Marvel, what have you done.

Marvel: Brown magic.

Superman: Yeah, I heard, but what does it do.

Marvel: Brown. Magic.

Diana: Marvel, why did you cast that spell on Arthur?

Arthur: Poop! Poop! Poop!

Marvel: Sorry, I got the words in the spell wrong. I promise it won't happen again.

Arthur: Poop! Poop!

Hal:*almost dies laughing* Arthur, what is not allowed to do in the sea?

Arthur: Poop!!

Hal:*laughs so hard his stomach hurts*

Barry:*lies on the floor making hoarse sounds*

Okay, love it, but I think you dismissed too soon the idea of the misunderstanding about the Jason and Danny situation that the batfam minus Bruce and Alfred had, imagine the narrative that could be written with this prompt, the anguished pov of the batkids dying of concern for Danny and being like "Why do you allow this!?" to Bruce and Alfred, and if we take the factor of Danny calming the pit's anger, we can see them in a dilemma thinking about whether Jason calms the pits by redirecting the anger as an obsessive love for Danny or something like that.

And then there's Jason just chilling with his Doll, letting Danny feed on his echo so he can help with his recovery. Oh! Now that I think about it, imagine if the Batkids hear Jason babbling to Bruce or Alfred about Danny's "condition" and such, and they get even more horrified thinking that Jason hurt Danny in a way to make Danny depend on him?

The possibilities are infinite

hello hello! After a few posts of this premise I just had to say something and because you just make them come to life I just had to ask :) anyway, Danny let’s say in seriously injured by the giw or even his parents but he is reverting to his core and he goes to Clockwork to help since he’s the one he’s the most closest ghost to and kinda his guardian ghost, Clockwork sees that he himself will not be able to help forever and finds a different solution. He takes Danny’s core and makes a magic safe guard and puts his core inside in the guise of a doll like this one:

But with Danny’s coloration! He sends Danny to Gotham and ends up being picked up by Robin!Jason who thinks he’s cute and gets attached, Danny is weak but trying to gather ectoplasm but sends a sense of gratefulness to Jason who feels it but is a bit confused but happy he saved a doll. He brings it with him everywhere and takes it with him everywhere but when Jason dies and buried Danny is sat at his grave and he wakes up a little earlier with Danny and brings with him. He gets a strange attachment and feeling of safety with the doll and then is able to talk to it and Danny and him become closer and when he eventually reunites with everyone and things smooth over he feels it’s fine to bring Danny the doll to the mansion and the others realize that Jason has a haunted fucking doll and with the already thin trust they can’t do hair when Danny messes with them with moving their stuff, appearing out of nowhere, and being all around creepy but he helps Alfred so Jason has no issues and finds it funny. There are probably times where they try to dispose of it anyways but comes back completely fine and they become even warier but Danny is just having the time of his life while eating his ectoplasm while helping them with cases and finding things and such and Alfred even defends him when they try to talk Jason around about the creepy doll and is like “Did you stay at my grave 24/7 in all weather? That’s what I thought.” When Tim tries to get evidence he takes a picture of the doll all he sees is a boy around the age Jason died with pale soft blue eyes staring back with a soft smile that even if it wasn’t really creepy he still felt a chill down his spine

First of all, the photo almost gave me a heart attack. Haunted dolls terrify me (ironically, I fear ghosts.) But honestly, I love the prompt, so here you go!

Jason moves back into the manor- sort of. He's still in the middle of his hostile takeover of Crime Alley, but things are a little less stressful between the family. Maybe it was because Jason's Pit Madness was slowly disappearing, thanks to his friend Danny.

Danny was a great listener and always willing to help Jason sort through his feelings and thoughts. He was the reason that Jason chose to try to talk things out with Bruce before going through his insane idea of attacking Tim at the Titian Tower.

Which, you know, Tim was grateful he didn't actually go through with it after finding the plans in some of Jason's stuff while helping him move. The fact he wanted to wear his old Robin outfit- which would not fit on his body now- would have been beyond traumatizing enough, thank you very much.

"I know." Jason laughed as the rest of the family crowded around the plans. Even Damian seemed a bit disturbed by what was written. "Danny made me realize I didn't have the skinny legs to pull off the outfit."

Tim has never met Danny, but he has heard about him. Jason spoke about him when he followed Bruce and Jason around with his camera, which was enough for him to know Danny was likely a childhood friend.

Of course, Danny went by the code "Doll" in those days. Personally, Tim had always assumed that Jason and Danny shared a relationship that went beyond friends.

It had been another reason that Jason was his favorite Robin. If Robin could like boys, then Tim could too, and the knowledge that one of his literal heroes was like him helped Tim accept himself faster.

He never brought it up, even as Jason slowly gained control over Crime Alley as a Crime Lord- one that didn't kill because it would make Danny sad, which was another point in his secret boyfriend checkbox list.

Everything was fine- until Bruce found out about Danny.

"Jason, I thought you outgrew Danny," Bruce uttered hesitantly as Jason explained how Danny had fallen over himself when describing his Titain Tower plan.

Jason's eyes flashed green at once, and everyone in the cave grew tense.

"I will never outgrow Danny!" The second oldest barked, his neck muscles straining.

Now Tim knew that Danny was a secret, so he never brought him up despite the burning need to ask every question under the sun about him. Jason wasn't out to the rest of the family- detectives or not- that was up to Jason to decide when they would know.

He just always assumed Bruce knew since, you know, his son called his best friend Doll back when he was fourteen and running around in green spandex.

How could he not know? Did he want Jason to change his cape out for a rainbow and sing musicals at the top of his lungs on Wayne Tower?

Actually.....Jason did sing in musicals at his drama club. Honestly, Bruce was in denial.

Jason may not be out, but Tim wouldn't let Bruce bully him about his lover!

"Jason can have whatever friends he wants! And feel whatever he feels about them!" Tim snares, and that causes Dick, Damian, and Steph to bristle. They stand beside a huffing Jason, slowly coming down from his rage at the sight of support.

Cass and Alfred watch from the Batcomputer, a tension around their eyes the only sign that they, too. Bruce intelligently raises his hands in a placating manner.

"I did not mean anything wrong by that, Jason. I'm just surprised Danny still has such a strong hold on you." Bruce starts, his eyes never leaving his boy's face, even with all his other children flocking around him. "I thought Danny was lost when you died."

There is a long pause where Tim considers the words. It's a fair assumption. After all, Danny thought Jason had died and been buried. Why would he wait around after that?

Even the Bats still didn't know what caused Jason to come back. How would a civilian possibly begin to consider his boyfriend returning from the grave- or Tim assumes to be a civilian since Danny had never joined them on the field? He had to be in the know for Jason to tell him the plans comfortably.

"He waited every day, twenty-four seven at my grave," Jason tells Bruce, puffing up his chest. "He was with me when I was in a coma and when I was practically brain-dead on the streets. Hell, he was even there when the League of Assiasns brainwashed me!"

Damian jerks in surprise. He always gets taken aback by how casually Jason admits being part of the organization of his upbringing, no matter how briefly. Not even Bruce does that. "I....was unaware Daniel had been with you. I never saw him."

"Talia allowed me to have him with me just as long as I kept him tied up in my closet so he wouldn't be spotted."

Everyone but Alfred and Bruce step back, staring in horror at Jason. Tim can figure out by their reactions alone that everyone in the Bats had come to the same conclusion as he did about Danny being Jason's lover then.

After all, it's hard to hide that kind of thing from the family of detectives.

How could I have missed this? Tim thinks in dismay. Quickly, his brain runs through every time Jason has so much as hinted at Danny, trying to spot the signs that apparently his brother was abusive and honestly psychotic towards his boyfriend.

"Jason," Dick began in the same casual tone he usually used on hostile witnesses. "Where is Danny now?"

" Upstairs in my closet. He kept trying to escape, so I had to switch to chains." The responses are as easy as they are casual. Tim's stomach drops.

Quickly, he makes eye contact with Steph, who very quickly lowers her chin at him, and then his eyes flicker to the others. Damian's hands have curled, while Dick moves casually to stand behind Jason, which will make it easier to restrain him.

How long had Danny been up there? How many days and nights did he spend held against his will in the one place that should have been the safest of Gotham?

They all tense their muscles, ready to strike-

"Danny is a doll," Bruce suddenly speaks up, his eyes flickering to all of the gathered children with a wild, alarmed look. Ah, he caught on to the fact they were about to take Jason down. "A doll that Jason found in Crime Alley. Made of porcelain and fabric. Not a person."

The Bats are still eyeing their father with sharp, trained eyes, but Alfred's agreeing nod has them relaxing. Oh, thank the gods!

"Of course, Danny isn't a person," Jason replies mystified. He is unaware of how close he came to being jumped. As it were, the Bats stepped away from him as he looked around, confused. "Why would I have a person chained up in my closet?"

Bruce gets a strange, sad smile on his face. "Yes, Chum, why would you."

Tim isn't following. "If Danny is a toy-"

"A doll." Jason cuts in with a hard edge to his voice.

"Right, sorry, if Danny is a doll, why must you chain him up?"

Jason smiles. "Cause Danny runs the first chance he gets."

What?

"Danny is a haunted doll," Bruce starts, only to have Jason huff.

"No, he isn't! Danny is not haunted; he's just curious." Jason rolls his eyes. "Yeah, he never stays still, and okay, sometimes things disappear around the house, but that doesn't necessarily mean a haunting!"

"Master Jason, might I remind you that while you and Mister Danny were first living here, I caught the vacuum moving by itself?" Alfred calls. "I also remember that Mister Danny's head turned to me and followed my movement as I dusted."

"He just wanted to help you clean," Jason defends in a rather childish manner that Tim never thought he would see from someone his age. Maybe that's why Bruce was worried Danny was still around. "He's not a ghost."

"Chum, I hear laughter from your room even when you are not home." Bruce starts. "The laughing started the day you brought Danny home."

"He can tell great jokes!"

"Wait, tells jokes? Jason, does Danny talk to you? " Steph questioned, looking a tiny bit spooked. Oh yeah, she hates ghosts. Tim forgot her fear of them after living so close to the Gotham cemetery and all the nasty ghost stories surrounding it.

Jason blinks down at her, likely forgetting they were present, before considering the question. He moves his hand in a so-and-son motion. "He tries, but it sounds like fast past whispers. I have to strain to hear him."

"Jason," Dick says with an easy-going smile that belies the worry in his eyes. "That's haunting one-oh-one. You're haunted."

"No, a haunting implies that Danny is dead, which he is not. Danny is just resting until his body can reform. I think he's an alien." Jason taps his chin. "He told me before that his species are the conscious manifestation of ectoplasm but that their souls are within a small core, they can retreat to when badly injured. Danny was really hurt, so he's taking a while to reform."

Bruce's strained smile becomes tighter. "We can have Zatanna or Consitine take a look at him. They might-"

"I'll blow your fucking head off if you try it, old man" Jason's eyes were a bright green, an animistic sneer at his lips, and bloodlust was thick in the air. The abrupt change makes Tim wonder if he has passed out and missed the trigger.

Bruce sighs. "Of course, Jason. Why don't you show everyone, Danny? I think it's time they meet him."

Jason beams, shooting up the stairs to go get his doll. Everyone watches him go, and until they are sure he can not hear them, they burst into conversation.

"Jason is definitely haunted!" Dick despairs, throwing himself dramatically on a nearby chair. "We need to do something! Get it away from him."

"We will do no such thing," Alfred huffs. "Mister Danny is a fine young ghost who helps Master Jason. It would be unwise to separate them."

"As much as I hate to admit it, even Dinah claims that the two are good for each other." Bruce says, likely unhappy that Black Canary used her therapy license against him, "Apparently, Danny is Jason's support doll."

Before anyone can say anything else, Jason races down the stairs with a broad smile. In his hands is a beautiful porcelain doll with black fabric hair, a fine little king suit made from expensive material, and a pretty painted face.

Its green glass eyes- colored to seem almost watery- seemed to stare into everyone's soul as Jason held him up for the room to see. Danny had no facial expression- not even a smile, just a soft, relaxed neural set of features that were popular in the era he was likely made in, but the eyes held emotions.

There was definitely something intelligent and aware in them.

Tim shuddered.

"Oh, Tim, can you take our picture? It's Danny's first time in the cave, and I want to commemorate the date!" Jason suddenly asks, rocking on his heels like he used to do as Robin. Tim wonders if Danny was doing that to him- reverting him to a child-like mind.

If so, was that a good thing? Should he let it keep happening?

"Sure, Jason," He says, instead picking up his camera that he had taken on patrol. He aims his lends, trying to find the perfect lighting as his older brother quickly holds the doll up in his arms, allowing it' head to be at the same level as his face.

Tim snaps the picture, but when he looks at the screen, a shiver runs down his spine, and it takes all his training not to scream.

Jason's smirk is not out of place for his hulky form. He takes up most of the frame, but where Danny the doll is, there is a faint outline of another person. A teenager, maybe a year younger than Jason, with pretty features, a copy of the beauty in Jason's arms, but much more human, yet not human, is smiling at the camera.

He's about a head shorter than Jason, but even with the softness of his smile, Tim has never been more creeped out in his life.

Jason is definitely haunted.

"How did it come out?" Jason asks as Danny's doll head turns to look at Damian. The younger boy imminently moved back, hiding behind Bruce. The doll's eyes followed him, almost amused by the boy's actions.

"G-good." Tim stammers. Steph is already racing for the safety of Bruce's cape, joining Damian. "Danny is beautiful."

Jason pauses, tilting his head as if hearing something, eyes flickering down to his right where the teenager ghost stood for the picture, and then grins.

"Of course he means it." Jason's ears turn pink as he admits, "I also think you're the most gorgeous person I've ever met."

Okay, Jason is definitely being haunted by someone he might have a crush on. That's....something Bruce has to deal with because Tim is the younger brother, not the dad, and thank god for that.

He might be wrong, but he gets the sense that the doll is blushing even though nothing changes.

It's not my circus and will never be my monkies. Tim thinks racing to Bruce's cape is a good idea as well. He is scared to be out here in the open like Dick and Cass.

Those two might be okay with being haunted, but Tim isn't. Just in case, he'll have to steer clear of the manor for a few days.

It's official, I'm addicted to Danny Don Nova.

Danny has found a small-ish floating island in the Zone that isn't claimed by anyone. Dibs.

He starts altering it, and finds out that for ghosts it's like, super easy. He's literally just grabbing bits of ecto and forming it into what he wants, like putty.

He takes inspiration from his favorite Animal Crossing save, and shapes this floating island to be a place for him to just...go chill.

He names it the same thing he named his Animal Crossing island; Potato.

Danny loves Potato Island. It's his new favorite place to go to unwind.

The blob ghosts like his little ecto lakes and ponds, and will take the form of random fish to play in them. Some of them like to pretend to be caught when he goes "fishing", and are very proud when he takes photos with them and tells them what a big catch they are.

There's his house, based on the Animal Crossing one he designed, and there's a few other empty ones as well.

There's shops, based after the ones on his islands, that have no wares and no one to run them.

But that's fine, this is all just so he can relax.

Except one day, a ghost he hasn't met before asks if they can have one of the houses. That in return, they'll run one of the shops.

Danny agrees! He was getting kind of lonely anyways, and he's not on the island all the time.

Then another ghost asked. Then another.

Now his little project island is a bustling avenue of shops and locals, with celebrations for Ghost holidays he's never heard of planned out, and a small city council to gather up concerns and bring them to his attention if the city council can't resolve them.

Usually it's infrastructure, since no one but Danny can make alterations to the island. The political stuff stays firmly in the hands of the elected officials.

Potato Island is a small, peaceful hub of trade and Danny is Very Proud.

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Meanwhile, the Justice League Dark is very happy that there's an interdimensional, peaceful trading village in the Infinite Realms that they can do their shopping at with ease.

The locals like to barter, which is ideal for Magic Users, and Potato Island (wild name but whatever) is protected by a very powerful spirit, so JLD members don't have to worry about being attacked while there.

Billy, though; Billy has a whole other reason to seek Potato Island out; he needs a place to live as a human. He can open his own portals and go back to Earth, and he's not stupid, he knows not to eat food from the Realms, but he's...a little tired of being homeless.

As Captain Marvel, everyone thinks he's an adult and that he has a secret base to live in.

But as Billy, who no one in the hero community knows, he's been living on the streets, and he wants security.

So the next time he goes to Potato Island, he explores it, searching for the Island's guardian; Phantom.

He has a favor to ask.

Bruce: *putting superman to shame with his workout routine*

Clark: Hey Bruce, is everything okay? Did Bane get out again?

Bruce, without pausing: I tried to pick Jason up last week but I ended up dropping him. I need to get stronger so I can carry all of my kids >:(

Old Draft: The bat and bird twins pairs

I found this unfinished draft in my notes, it was one of my first attempts at creating an AU, it's basically a test of concepts for Always!AU

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The first time it happened, they didn't even think of it...

It all started about half a month after Bruce became the Bat, Kate had just broken up with Renee, well before that they had decided to live together, and now that their relationship was over, Kate decided, in a moment of anger, to take all her things, throw them in a suitcase, and go bother her cousin in Gotham.

Bruce, even though reluctant because of his recently started nocturnal activities, welcomed his cousin with open arms. She took a room right next to Bruce's, and honestly, she ended up throwing herself into the socialite life for a while to clear her head.

But one night, she went looking for Bruce in his office, and found the clock's secret passage open, going down the stairs to the cave, she saw Bruce, still partially in the suit and with the wings, being treated by Alfred in the Medbay because of a bullet wound in his side caused by a momentarily lucky criminal, who didn't even have seconds to realize his hit.

As the suit was not yet perfect and was in experimental status, the bullet hit one of the areas with little reinforcement, which was already more worn out from another fight before in the same patrol.

She immediately had a small outburst, arguing with him about his crime-fighting activities, citing the rumors she had heard about the Bat, and, unlike anything Bruce had expected her to say, Kate ended her dictation by exclaiming that she wanted to do it too.

20 years old Kate, shooting furiously: AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN CONSIDER INCLUDING ME!? HOW COULD YOU!? HOW DARE YOU!? I FEEL BETRAYED! BETRAYED BY MY DEAR AND FAVORITE COUSIN! 20 years old Bruce, still half doped up on painkillers: The fuck? Bitch i'ma ya only cousin. Kate, faking angry tears: EXACTLY. 42 years old Alfred, putting away the basic equipment after finishing Bruce's bandages, muttering to himself: It seems then that it wasn't the way i raised Master Bruce that went wrong... Alfred, reflecting: Please, do not let this be/become a family thing.

And then, after much insistence and much, but much pestering, Bruce gave up, and let Kate join him.

Kate, for the 107396395259453 time, practically foaming with pure rage and determination: LET ME FIGHT CRIME WITH YOU OR I WILL DO IT ALONE! Bruce, head in hands, clothes and hair disheveled from a fight with her, sweating cold and exhausted: OK, SATAN, BUT YOU BETTER PUT YOUR MILITARY TRAINING BACK IN ACTIVE AGAIN AND ADAPT TO MY CRYPTID THING!! Kate, raising her fist in the air in victory: YESSSS!!! By the way, fuck you, Why did it take ya so long to accept it, even though I was in the military and know that I can take care of myself? Bruce, collapsing into an armchair, eating a grape: Cuw I dinw tonw tha ya *chew* wou du a geit cwipit Kate, consufused: The hell ya said? I didn't understand a thing, don't talk while eating! Bruce, swallowing: I said, that i doubt, that you would make a good cryptid creature. Kate: *Extremely offended dramatic gasp* How dare you doubt my capabilities! I'm sure I'll be a much better and scarier cryptid creature than you! Bruce, raising an eyebrow: Bet? Kate, with a sly smile forming on her face: Bet. Kate, throwing herself on the couch: I'm going to scare the shit out of those scum of criminals. *steals a handful of grapes from him* Bruce, pointing a finger at her face: But no violence towards minor thieves until it is proven whether or not they are doing it out of necessity. Kate, rolling her eyes, chewing and finishing swallowing before speaking: Yes, Mr. Weird Bat. Those guys are supposed to be advise to leave the life of crime and go to WE after get out of jail, is it? Bruce, squinting suspiciously at her: Yeah. *Puts another grape in his mouth* Kate: *thumbs up*

And so, Kate became a vigilante cryptid with her cousin, but she didn't want to be a bat, imagine being called by the media something as basic as "Batwoman"? Naah, Kate was not a woman for that kind of basic, if Bruce is going to be a bat, she'll be a bird, the biggest and stronger.

And that's how the duo Bat and Harpy came about.

At first, the Ghotamites didn't know what the relationship between the two was, giving rise to several conspiracy theories about what they were, and the two let the theories run wild, since that's how their cryptid thing spreads, practically making them creepypastas, but real, since after 2 months of debut the majority of the population accepted that they were not just rumors from delusional criminals, and recognized their existence.

That is, until theories started to emerge that they were a couple, yuck, how disgusting, imagine their faces when a victim who ended up owning a vlog about them questioned them about it?

Vlogger rescued of a kidnapping, pulling out a cell phone to record: Hey! Would you mind answering a question!? Please, please!! Bat: Hn Harpy, just vibing cuz it's better for this lady to focus on a conversation than on the recent trauma, and it can't be THAT BAD: *Speaks with a voice modifier that distorts the speech and tone to give a more Eldritch tone* why not? Ask. Vlogger, excited because this is her favorite theory: Thank you! So what are you guys to each other?? ARE YOU DATING!? Harpy: Bat: Harpy, seeing that, yes, it can be THAT BAD, putting the retractable claws from her cat-like gloves out: Can I?- Bat, slapping her hand away and giving a weary sigh of reprimand that the voice changer translates into a growl: Don't you dare. Vlogger, intimidated and regretful: Er- Did I offend you?- Bat and Harpy at the same time, with different tones: Yes. Vlogger, still curious: Huh- sorry, but... If you guys aren't dating...then...? Bat and Harpy, still a bit disoriented cause of the absurdity of the previous suggestion, only going with what they remember that the adults said they were as united and similar as: Twins. Vlogger, who also has a twin sister who looks nothing like her, sympathizing: OH!- OMG I'M SORRY! Oh man, I would be pissed off too if somebody thought I was dating my twin. Bat and Harpy, not knowing how to deny it now: *Muttering agreement*

And of course, this made most of the theories fall apart, but there were still weirdos, who didn't care about incest, shipping the two of them, let's just say that when they met this type of people, they acted so extra animalistic and Eldritch that a guy peed himself once out of fear.

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Second time it happened, they thought it was a coincidence.

After a long year of action, a circus came to town, and two birds fell in mid-flight because of a certain person who decided to cut their wings, leaving a chick orphaned, but a bat with a very soft heart for traumatized people, especially children, took it to his own nest.

And yes, he tried everything to keep another bird from flying at night, but, as stubborn as the older one, that little baby bird did not give up.

5 years old Dick, two apples tall bloodthirsty to end Zucco, whining with a strong accent: BUT B I WANNA TO FIIIIIIIIIIIGHT! 21 years old Bruce, looking for help looking at Kate and Alfred: Chum... 43 years old Alfred, just looking at them smiling neutral: *Internally, remembering when he himself tried to stop Bruce* The world spins master Bruce, the world spins... 21 years old Kate "not my kid, not my problem, just don't let him die or cry" kane: *Sneaking away with a bag of chips.* Bruce, sighing betrayed: Look Dick, you're still too young for this. 5 years old baby Dick: *Wetty little hurt pup eyes* Bruce, rubbing his temples: For now... Dick: *Eyes drying out and starting to shine* Bruce: Train, and maybe, if you prove that you can be strong enough, I'll let you fly. Okay Chum? Dick, running to hug Bruce: Thank you, thank you dad!! Thank you!! *Burying his face in Bruce's neck, eyes moistening again, whispering* Thanks... Bruce, wrapping his arms around him in shock cuz this is the first time Dick has call him dad: It's-...o-okay Chum...*Rubbing circles on his back* Shhh...it's okay.

And as luck would have it, on a patrol not much later, the bat encounters the late Jim Gordon's daughter, Barbara Gordon, running away from the orphanage in a poorly made bat costume.

5 years old super determined baby Babs, running at him, panting after climbing the fire escape to get into the building top: Heyy, wait! Stop righ there!!! Bat, completely confused, turning to her: *Tilts head curiously* baby here? Harpy, a little far, watching curiously: oh baby? *Tilts her head too* Babs, hand on her waist and the other pointing at the bat, with all her two-to-three apples tall confidence: If I have to get a new parent, it has be you. So I can beat up the criminals and corrupt cops who mocked my father's kindness! Bat, even more confused: ???? *Bat chirp* Harpy, amused: Ohhhh *Excited for a new niece bird chirp* Babs, spreading her arms wide in a pose very much like a T pose, throwing her head back dramatically: Take me with you and transform me into whatever kind of creature you are! Be it vampire, demon, it doesn't matter! Harpy, unable to control herself: OHOMGHAHAHA- *Laughing her guts out, almost falling off her perch* Bat, "fluffing" his wings and approaching her cautiously, worried if she's delirious with fever or something: *Confused and worried (artificial) bat noises* whaa...?

At first the children became wary of each other, and Babs was devastated to learn that her new dad was not a supernatural creature.

But over time, she accepted this fact, and she and Dick became best friends/siblings.

For their covers, since Babs wanted to be a bat like Bruce and Dick a bird to honor their parents' legacy, they decided to go with the twins concept™️ created by accident. Of course, after having a good laugh at the costs of their father and aunt.

They didn't leave the training mat until they were 7 years old, and even then, they started small, with patrols twice on the weekend so as not to disrupt their school sleep schedule, fighting weak criminals, always with Bruce and Kate at most 2 and a half meters away.

And so, the second duo emerged, Robin and Denevér appeared.

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The third time this happened, they were suspicious, but still called it a coincidence.

A year of action for the little ones later, in one weary night flying through Crime Alley with the fake wings, the Bat found a 4-year-old boy trying to steal a tire.

4 years old skinny, malnourished and dirty baby Jason: *Panics and throws the rusty screwdriver at the bat's face.* Jason, realizing who the cryptid that he attacked is: Fuck- 24 years old(Bruce)Bat, holding screwdriver in one hand and massaging face with other: *Low high pitched outrage and pain bat noises* urgh... 24 years old (Kate)Harpy, crouched in a corner of the alley: PUUFF- *Laughing breathlessly sounding like a kettle* Jason, nervous: I'm...sorry? At the manor. 46 years old Alfred, looking up from the book he was reading: Something just happened. 8 year old Babs and Dick, looking up from their drawings to him: New sibling? Alfred, sighing: Probably.

Let's just say that no one other than Bruce was surprised by him bringing another stray home anymore in this point.

And they were even less surprised when not even 72 hours after bringing Jason home, he picked up another child.

4 years old on guard, fresh from the clutches of David Cain, inevitably illiterate baby Cass: *Crouched in a defensive pose* Bat, recognizing the posture of a assassin, worried that a baby apparently knows this: *Approaches cautiously, trying to appear smaller so as not to scare her* Baby alone? Cass, reading, or trying to read, his animalized body posture, recognizing the concern and care, but not understanding what he said: ...? Bat, tilting his head more worriedly: Don't understand me? *Sad bat noises* Cass, still not understanding the words but getting that he's sad: *Hesitantly comes out of the defensive pose and makes little grabbing hands* Harpy, eating popcorn that she got from god knows where: *Chews* New niece. *chews* Robin and Denevér, eating popcorn too: *Chews* Absolutely. *Chews.* new sister. Bat, approaches her: baby? Cass, raising her hand to the top of Bat's head, imitating what she had seen a man do with his parrot some time ago: *Pat pat* Bat, confused but happy?: Uhh *Looks at others* They: *encouraging thumbs up* Bat,extending his hand to her: Wanna come with us? Cass, looking at the others and back at him, reading expectation, excitement, care, comfort and everything good coming from them, knowing that the hand is to go with him: *Takes the hand*

Jason was very shy and nervous during the first few weeks at the mansion, and Cass was curious about everything. Over time, Jason opened up to his new family, and became really close to Cass because he enjoyed helping teach her to read and speak. They also became the only ones besides Alfred allowed to be in the kitchen.

And Bruce, futilely tried to stop them from going to the streets, and as expected, failed miserably and had to make the same deal as when Dick and Babs started.

Bruce, arms crossed: No. Jason: *Puppy eyes by Dick lessons* Please? Bruce, Shaking his head: The answer is still no, Jaylad. Cass, just chilling around, without paying attention: 🎶 Jason, nudging her lightly with his elbow in her side: *whispering through gritted teeth* Help me here. Do puppy eyes too Cass, blinking as her brain slowly grasps the words: 🤔😯😀 *gets it and joins him* Jason, now with Cass imitating him: Pretty please? Bruce "soft hearted with his children getting along" Wayne:*sigh* okay... Bruce, pointing a finger at them: BUT- Same thing as with Dick and Babs. Train and only then fight. Jason and Cass noding, and then stepping away to do a little victory dance together:🕺💃🎊 Bruce, with a silly smile on his face: These kids are going to be the death of me...

And so, the two trained, preparing to fly for the first hunt at 7.

But with just one year missing to finish the training, new chicks arrive in the nest.

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By the fourth time it happened, they just had accepted that this was the norm now.

News had reaches Bruce's ears that the Drakes died on one of their trips, he comes to by a little sad that the family of three is gone, until Kate shows him the news that their son, Tim, 1 year old, is still alive, because he was left behind in their mansion, with an unreliable nanny who left the literal baby alone for half the week in that giant, cold house.

Needless to say, when Bruce had barely begun to consider it, the children and Kate were already on his tail to take the baby. He did.

27 years old, angry Bruce and Kate: *unconsciously mirroring the other's irritated arms-crossed pose* Irresponsible nanny: *Swallows* H-here *Hands over baby Tim* 1 year old Tim: *happy baby babbling* Bruce and Kate internally: Okay, it's ours now, definitely. 11 years old Babs and dick, 6 years old Jason and Cass peeking behind the armchair: Baby brother 49 years old Alfred,very offended by the nanny's lack of professionalism and HUMANITY: It will be much better for him this way. Also Alfred: I just hope at least him doesn't become a cryptid.

And so the family gained another member, and soon his pair would come too.

The funny thing was that this time it was Kate who found a baby.

1 year old, rebellious baby Steph in all purple clothes, holding papers three times the size of her hands, angrily sucking on a pacifier: Dah *hands the papers to Harpy* Harpy, seeing that they are copies of three future cluemastee schemes, knowing that she is his daughter: *happy bird chirping* Oh you- do you *excitedly* want a batdad instead of this one? *Shakes papers* Steph, considering seriously while sucking on a pacifier: uhm... Steph: *Takes the pacifier out of the mouth* Yews.

With that, another pair of twins came to the family, and one year after they arrived, the third duo appeared, Bluejay and Molossus.

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But of course, everything that is good and perfect do not last like that, and has its moment... down

Bluejay and Molossus had completed a year of activity, but this time, unlike the feeling of something extra that Alfred always felt before another child was adopted, as if someone wanted him to know, Alfred now felt...the lack of something.

The feeling was causing anxiety in the old man's heart, so he decided to shove it in a little box in the back of his mind, it didn't mean anything, right? It wasn't because he always felt a chill before Bruce adopted a child that now that he felt different that they were going to...to lose a cub, right? right?

No.

they lost.

They lost him.

He died.

Jason died.

Joker killed him.

He did it.

He attacked the boy with a crowbar and the woman who was supposed to be HIS MOTHER did NOTHING and left him with the Joker and-

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Let's just say this didn't do anyone any good.

It was just another normal week, everything was fine.

Until the kids decided to play a challenge game with an online roulette.

13 year old Babs, with a tablet with a yellow bat emblem: Okay, it's Jason's turn! *Turns the tablet to reveal a digital roulette so full you can't even read it* 8 years old Jason, excited: *Clicks the button that says "spin"* Oh! *Opens his eyes* Family tree test, what's that? 13 year old Dick, with a half asleep 8 years old Cass leaning against him: Oh I know! I know! It's a test to see who you're descended from, a friend of mine took it and discovered that he's sort of a sixth degree cousin of our classmate because they share the same great-great-great-grandfather! Dick, eating a chip: They also discovered that he not only slept with their great-great-grandmother, but with 3 other women! What an idiot. Jason, whistling: Cool, I hope I don't have a grandpa like that.

It was supposed to be just an innocent game, but Jason discovered that he had a living mother, a woman different from Catharine, a woman named Sheila.

He was so impressed, he was so curious, he wanted to find out, he wanted to investigate, and Bruce couldn't say no to him, after all, she was his mother, he deserved to know. She's not. He don't.

Bruce, Babs and Jason traveled to Ethiopia, it was supposed to be just a quick visit, Jason didn't want to go live with his bio mother or something, he just wanted to see her, he just wanted to know who she was. Bruce came as his guardian (obviously) and Babs came just for company.

Bruce's biggest mistake was leaving them alone, Bruce's biggest mistake was trusting that woman monster. Bruce's biggest mistake was letting his son get kidnapped. Bruce's biggest mistake was not being able to locate him sooner.

He broke down the warehouse doors and threw himself against them, he opened them just in time to look into his son's eyes one last time, extend his arms to him one last time. All in vain.

The bastard assassin barely had time to laugh at his feat before he had a big, angry, vengeful Bat father pummel him nearly to death.

Bruce would have killed him, fuck, heaven and hell know how much he wanted to kill the clown.

But he couldn't do anything against the super strength of that idiot alien scout new hero.

Superman holding the bat down and pulling him away from the Joker: Mister- Stop it! You can't kill somebody, killing is not the answer for nothing, what happened!? *using a mix of voice for victims but one he used to talk to Luthor too because he has no idea what's going on here and is completely confused and this bat-person is criyng his guts out while beating an Ethiopian ambassador dressed as a clown* You- E-Eehh you just bit me!? No- wait stop! Your teeth- Why does it hurt!? The Bat with tears running freely under the mask, but very visible, struggling to get out of the other's grip, opening a compartment that just in case keeps Kryptonite since he discovered superman's weakness: LET GO! *hyperventilating so much that even though the modifier translates it as growling, the panting is still heard even without super hearing* GRH! *In desperation trying to free himself, resorting to biting as well.* Superman not being able to do it anymore and releasing him like a rabid cat, but staying between him and the man-almost-turned-into-pope: Why are you doing this!? *Panicking wanting to know what the hell he got himself into, and a little much afraid of the cryptid in front of him.* Bat, growling, in a defensive/offensive pose with wings wide open: HE KILLED MY SON! Superman, stopping floating: oh. Superman, processing that he ended up getting involved in a very family matter being a stranger: Oh. Superman processing that may be protecting a child killer: Oh. Superman staying silent, but also wanting to play the boy scout with a super moral code and offer to help catch the killer: I-

A shot is fired, interrupting whatever the blue scout was going to say, followed by a loud, piercing scream that is painfully familiar.

Bat, running towards the shout: DENEVÉR! Superman, confused, looking at the man dressed as a clown who holds a gun with a shaking and punched hand, and then looks in the direction the bat went: Oh Rao..

One of the worst first impressions a scout could have, isn't it?

Bat and Harpy became more violent, ruthless and volatile, hospitalizing countless criminals, calming victims with great difficulty.

Robin walked close amd glued to his father and aunt, never left alone, becoming silent, his cheerful laughter fading and leaving a haunted hole in the chest of those who encountered him.

Molossus blended even more into the shadows, also glued to her father and aunt, no longer a curious cub who walked here and there and needed to be pulled by the scruff of the neck, she almost never leaves the Bat's wings now.

Denever and Bluejay disappeared without further ado.

Gotham didn't need words from her silent knights to know what happened.

There was a funeral for Jason, the whole Wayne family was in mourning, they were more glued

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As I said, unfinished. But in short, Flock would have this concept of pairs, I wrote this based on a thought I had about how the patrol pair works, since I wanted the batfam to be less overworked, since Always!Bruce goes to therapy and knows well how bad being a workaholic is, having learned this not only from his therapist, but also experiencing it firsthand during his training journey.

Plus, I think it was implied that Babs went with Jason, but no, the shot only put her in a wheelchair. And Jason was scheduled to return from the dead only about 6 months later, and, since Always! Bruce is not part of the League, he was on Earth, and he heard the alarms at Jason's grave go off, and even though he was in the middle of a patrol, he ran to the cemetery, with Kate. There, some League assassins who were investigating the Flock decided to follow them, and after that, they capture Jason because he seemed important to the Flock, in the middle of the fight to catch him, they also get a DNA sample from the Bat.

Talia tries to manipulate Jason, but the boy is smart, and doesn't fall for her petty tricks. When he finds out about a clone make of Bruce and Talia's DNA, he immediately rescues him, stopping the growth process, and returning home with a three-week-old baby Damian.

And as you can see, there was going to be some tension between the superfam and the batfam, but I later dismissed that.

Always!AU is still in development, and I may end up changing a lot of things, concepts, people, and relationships. One additional thing I wanted to put is that I'm going to bring back this concept of twin pairs.

But Always!Clark and Always!Bruce will still have a strong brotherly bond, but Always!Kate will also be a part of that bond. I want her to be more relevant to the story, like I did with Jar and stuff. It'll be like, Always!Bruce and Always!Kate will be super close as twins growing up, and then after the Waynes become friends with the Kents, the twins gain Clark as a big brother, and they end up growing up together, and then the rest of it remains the same, the Wayne-Kent siblings discover Wonder Woman's identity and are taken in as her wards, Diana becomes a cool aunt and stuff, blah blah blah.

And here's a better guide to their ages

Start of year 1 of Bat and Harpy

Bruce - 20

Kate - 20

Alfred - 42

End of year 1 of B&H/ Adoption 1/ training arc 1

Bruce - 21>23

Kate - 21>23

Alfred - 43>45

Babs - 5>7

Dick - 5>7

End of year 1 of R&D/ Adoption 2

Bruce - 24

Kate - 24

Alfred - 46

Babs - 8

Dick - 8

Jason - 4

Cass - 4

Pre-year 1 of B&M/ Ending of Training arc 2

Bruce - 27

Kate - 27

Alfred - 49

Babs - 11

Dick - 11

Jason - 6

Cass - 6

Tim - 1

Steph - 1

Middle of Year 1 of B&M/ Dead in the family

Bruce - 29

Kate - 29

Alfred - 51

Babs - 13

Dick - 13

Jason - 8

Cass - 8

Tim - 1

Steph - 1

Guys help me here

I don't know why, but out of nowhere I kind of thought of a post here on tumblr that I had seen on my tiktok fyp, it was something about possible shenanigans if Jason got a dog, gave it a person like name instead of a pet like name(i think), and didn't exactly/directly tell the rest of the batfam that he has a dog now, so the batfam thinks he has a boyfriend, 'cause of the person like name. And now I can't stop thinking about it, for the love of the gods, help me find this post.

[Update: The creator of the post himself commented and linked⬇️]

Okay, now I wanna finally start writing my fic so I can put ans scene with Wally trying this on Dick(Anyways, I loved your ocs, but if they're not ocs, I loved your drawing style.)

Dance like a bird - it works Vaughn's and Hedwig's idea of fun includes goofy dancing with each other. Plus Vaughn is respectful to Hedwig's quality beetle time I drew this mini-animation recently and decided to make a post with a couple of other dancing arts. Some of them are pretty old, but I've freshen them up a little bit. Also, I do have a pet Goliath beetle IRL

Adam Jr.

Adam had wanted to kill the Champion’s child. He knew it’d weaken the man. Just like his own child’s death weakened himself. But… Watching the child in ratty clothes walk out of a decrepit building, (Billy’s apartment complex) he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

So, he decided to steal the man’s child instead. He’d held the child captive for hours, yet the Champion never showed.

Billy: *bound to a chair*

Black Adam: *standing across from him* “Your father hasn’t come yet, boy.”

Billy: “Of course not.” *thinks Adam is talking about C.C. and also thinks he knows Billy is Marvel*

Black Adam: “You don’t seem surprised.”

Billy: *confused* “Why would I be?”

Adam didn’t know what to say to that. Did the Champion neglect his own child? Children were sacred, how could he do that? It was then he made the decision to awkwardly (forcibly) adopt the boy. He’d dragged him along for all the things a father normally does with their child. Such as hunting faeries, and going to the UN for Khandaq’s diplomatic relations, and even eating the iced cream favored by most people nowadays.

And if Billy was frowning the entire time because he didn’t wanna be around one of his worst enemies, Adam didn’t see.

This eventually caught the concern of the JL who were wondering why Marvel hadn’t done anything to stop this a little kid from hanging out with Black Adam. (It was because Billy couldn’t sneak away to transform in the first place) So, when he felt his comm start ringing in his pocket dimension he just decided to use the ultimate tactic: The Bathroom.

Billy: “I gotta go whizz, be back in a sec.” *walks off quickly*

Black Adam: “Wha— what do you mean by whizz?”

In the Bathroom…

Billy: *crawls out of a bathroom window and transforms before flying off*

He flew for about 15 minutes before he picked up the comm.

Marvel: “Y’ello.”

Batman: “Where are you?”

Marvel: “Huh?”

Batman: “Where. Are. You.”

Marvel: “Uh… over the ocean?”

Batman: “Why?”

Marvel: “I was… doing something?”

Billy didn’t exactly want to tell them he’d been kidnapped.

Batman: “…doing something?”

Marvel: “Yup.”

Batman: “We’re going to unpack that later. For now, have you heard of Adam’s newest sidekick?”

Marvel: “Pardon?”

Batman: “Yes, that’s what I thought. As of recently Black Adam has acquired a child through unknown means—”

Ah. Shoot.

Batman: “—and has been taking it with him wherever he goes. We believe that the child is either an heir or a sidekick.”

*silence*

Batman: “Captain?”

Marvel: “…Can you describe this child?”

Batman: “Black haired, brown eyed, normally seen in red.”

Marvel: “I see. I see.”

*more silence*

Batman: “Captain?”

Marvel: “Listen, there’s no need to worry. I just took care of that issue.”

Batman: “Excuse m—”

Marvel: “Yeah, the kid’s away from Adam. Trust me.”

Batman: “When did yo—”

Marvel: “Don’t even worry about it.”

Meanwhile…

Black Adam: “Billy?” *looking around*

Cleaning Lady: *sweeping*

Black Adam: “You. Have you seen a boy about yay high?” *puts his hand out at about Billy’s height*

Cleaning Lady: *shakes head*

Black Adam: “Dangnabit.” *stomps off*

Adam ended up looking for Billy for hours.