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“None of us can choose our destiny, and none of us can escape it.” 🏰🐉✨
we don’t talk enough about teenage Kevin looking at Jeremy‘s pictures in magazines
when the characters never really make peace with it
Actually making your selfinsert overpowered and friends with all your faves and a hybrid of the coolest species and in a relationship with your crush and the long lost sibling of the villain is called having fun and its cool as fuck
not to self diagnose or anything but something's wrong
finally some relatable content on ig
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I made a battle axe out of monster cans
Pretty fun weapon to draw
We've talked about Grace's rainbow symbolism in this scene, but I haven't seen anyone pointing out the detail of Stratt having a line of countries' flags behind her on her first appearance
i really like the concept of damian not being handed over to bruce, and rather being dropped off near him and then told to go make his introductions alone, because fuck it opens up the possibility for the funniest misunderstanding ever.
au where Jason was supposed to make sure Damian gets to Bruce safely but gets sidetracked by his crime lord/Joker revenge arc, and so on the night he was supposed to take Damian over to the manor he gets called away and tells Damian to just go over there alone, except Damian happens to spot Batman and Robin on patrol anyway and figures he just go and meet them there instead. which he does, and he goes home with them, and he settles in as a Wayne boy, eventually inheriting the Robin mantle from Tim, and it’s all normal and fine except for one thing.
Bruce has no idea Damian is his biological son.
Like, from Bruce’s perspective he just happened upon a small child with dark hair and an odd desensitisation to crime/violence with no other place to go and an interest in becoming Robin. that is literally how he acquired every other child he has adopted, this was Not unordinary behaviour from him. on Damian’s part, he had presumed that Talia would have alerted Bruce that he existed before sending him to Gotham, so he was under the impression that Bruce already knew Damian was his kid and this didn’t feel the need to overtly mention it. he just kinda showed up in the middle of Batman fighting a group of muggers, helped take them down, said he no longer had another home (he forgot the code to Jason’s apartment building and is too stubborn to ask for it again), and followed when Bruce told him to get in the batmobile.
i think Tim, Dick and Bruce would just assume that Damian is the product of some kind of trafficking ring/other horrible background that led to him being homeless on the streets with a decent hand to hand skillset, so they probably just. assume that Damian doesn’t want to talk about it. thinking that Damian will come to them when he’s ready to talk about where he came from, they just ask that he’s safe and nobody from his past is going to come for him. but the thing is, Damian knows from Jason that Batman and the League of Assassins don’t see eye to eye, so he presumes these questions are just about the probability of Damian meaning more league members are going to pop up in the Batman’s territory. so Damian, being honest, just goes ‘no- well unless you count Red Hood, but he defected so i’m not sure that counts’
so now Bruce not only has no idea he’s accidentally adopted his own fucking son, but he is under the impression that Damian is on the run from the Red Hood. and Damian is just increasingly confused by his family’s reactions to -in his mind- normal scenarios.
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Bruce: and do you have a surname that you can remember?
Damian:
Damian, squinting: isn’t it… Wayne?
Bruce:
Bruce, tearing up as he prepares to contact his lawyers about adopting a child with no legal identity: i’m so glad you feel the same way.
Damian: ?
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Bruce, the night they met Damian: and here is a guest room you can stay in for now,
Damian: thank you, Father.
Bruce:
Tim: that was quick. not even Dick’s at that stage yet.
Bruce: i know.
Tim: don’t expect that from me, buddy. i’m still kinda mad the fake uncle trick didn’t work.
Bruce: i know.
Tim: and i mean Dick left for Bludhaven, Jason ran for Ethiopia, i didn’t originally want to be adopted; it’s about time you found a kid who actually likes you-
Bruce: Tim shut up and go to bed.
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Jason, interrupting them all on patrol: oh hey, you let the kid be Robin, cool.
Tim and Dick: *instantly jumping in front of Damian to shield him*
Dick: you aren’t taking him, Hood!
Tim: he’s free from you now and we won’t let him go, understand?
Jason:
Damian:
Jason:
Jason, side-eyeing them suspiciously: …aight. anyway, kid, you left your hoodie at my place. here.
Damian, catching the hoodie and sending Tim and Dick weird looks: thanks…?
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i want this to go on for so long. like, i want Jason to be back in the family and him and Damian still not realising none of the bats know Damian is Bruce’s actual kid. i want there to be a really bad incident involving the JLA where Bruce gets poisoned/magicked in some way where the only cure that will save his life is blood/DNA from a blood-related donor, and everybody is freaking the fuck out because Bruce has no siblings and his parents are dead, so they have no options.
meanwhile Damian and Jason are like ??? fucking baffled at the panic, and Damian just starts rolling up his sleeve and turning to the JL like ‘ok, well, i dunno what they’re crying about, but do you wanna take my blood then?’ and the Justice League genuinely have no idea what the fuck is going on because Bruce said this kid was adopted.
Yes! But also imagine that the misunderstanding doesn't get rectified until Damian's in his mid-late teens (like 14 to 17) when Talia shows up to see how he's been doing now that she's free to do that. Everyone but Damian, Talia, and Jason are confused as to why Talia is talking to him.
After a conversation that clears everything up, Damian realizes that Bruce didn't know that Damian is his biological kid. And like yeah that was explained, but after so long of thinking that Bruce already knew and was just putting up with him because he had to. And suddenly he understands that Bruce didn't put up with him because he had to, but took him in because he wanted to.
And that scratches an itch in my brain very nicely.
I do find the "Dani's love could fix Vlad" fantasy appealing, but I often actually prefer "Dani's love makes Vlad 1000x worse" because rather than fix him, their parent-child dynamic could bring out layers to Vlad's villainy that would previously have been impossible without her. Now his immense hubris revels in the notion that he has created "the superior Danny". He uses his daughter as a wrecking ball, a weapon, a surgical tool, a trophy, a mask. He gently holds her one moment and sends her to do his bidding the next. She blurs the line between minion and child, and it's not clear which he truly considers her as. He would rip the world apart to keep her happy. He would rip the world apart to keep her under his thumb. She's the only person who's ever loved him who hasn't betrayed him and she'll never betray him, right? He can't imagine his life without her. He can't live without her. He is suffocating, controlling, manipulative to the core, and he would rather be dead than lose her.
Oh my god I miss these bozos
Thank yall on all the love ❤️ Ive been mustering the courage to post fanart again for years and my heart feels supa warm.
when i was a tiny baby queer (aka a 24-year-old), i went to my first pride festival probably three months after i kicked ex-gay therapy to the curb and came out to my parents. being the people they are, my parents came with me. they weren’t really sure about this whole gay thing, but they loved me and wanted me to be safe and happy and wanted to be involved in what was important to me, so they came along. (i also think my mother still might have thought i might get drugged or murdered or beaten by a protester of which there were plenty.)
anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.
i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”
and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.
“What?” i say.
“…it’s a cock and a pussy, Jules,” she says flatly, and that is the story of how i died at the age of 24 while attending my first pride festival.
I love how every June this one gets dug up and passed around again, lmao.
oh no is this what we’re doing now
…relic…
*crumbles and blows away on the wind*
smile danny!
dannymay day 30 - static
day 3: ghost school
(sorry the quality’s kinda shit)