Jai

I guess I write fanfics now 😂

[jaiwritez]

MASTER POST

Please refer to this post for all fics. It will be updated as needed.

Phantom Pickpocket: Part: 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

Phantom Pickpocket on AO3: link (no difference in update times)

Newest Update is Chapter 5 of Phantom Pickpocket. ENJOY!

[weavemama]

DO NOT SUPPORT SALVATION ARMY 

[jackharknessday]

I can back this up. It isn’t only their shelters.

I have a family friend who worked at our local Salvation Army headquarters as a a secretary. This particular office took all the Christmas donations for children in need, put them in a warehouse, and on a designated day the staff and their friends picked through them all, taking whatever they wanted. She saw people hauling away bikes donated for specific families. Some local children had hundreds of dollars of gifts donated in their name, and on Christmas they received three cheap things, items likely not even from the person who sponsored them.

My friend quit, and I’ve not given them a dime of my money since then.

Do not give to the Salvation Army.

[gayfeatherfiend]

Do Not. Give. To. Salvation. Army

[rab-it-deactivated20231030]

My turn.

I’m a wildfire and disaster logistics specialist.

I deal with a lot of agencies who provide disaster relief.

I used to say the Salvation Army’s disaster services were the one (literally the ONE) good thing they did.

They would come in, set up a canteen trailer, make and pass out hot coffee and donated food in a disaster, usually being one of the first agencies to get there and the last to leave.

Then I found out.

Every time they did this, regardless of if they were actually invited or deployed by the agency in charge (usually FEMA, sometimes others) they would SELF-DEPLOY. Meanjng they would just show up. Ok. That’s not TOO bad, sometimes agencies have to take initiative and get there before the red tape is sorted out. BUT. They, after they left at the end of the incident, they would send FEMA or the host agency a BILL. They used one or two paid employees (usually the driver of the truck and a supervisor); and many VOLUNTEERS, but they would bill for EVERYONE’s Labor at standard federal rates. They would bill for the food they distributed even though it was all donated by another agency or private parties. They would bill for the coffee they made and the supplies. Except they would use electricity from the shelter location, water from donations or from the shelter, and in many cases, they would get the coffee and industrial filters DONATED, but bill for them at retail prices.

Don’t FUCKING give to the Salvation Army.

[knight-of-vengeance-deactivated]

The Salvation Army is also ass to the workers. A good number of people join it, naively thinking that it’s doing good, and end up leaving cynical and beaten down. The management is hostile, if not outright abusive, and demand some ridiculous hours of it lower to mid-level staff. Don’t support these people.

[fisharescary802]

Unsettling update

[oldearthaccretionist]

Find better local charities and shelters and give to them instead!

[moonybyte]

Also just for even more horrific context on the original twitter thread?

Salvation Army reached out to Milknmuffins and asked what shelter she’s at with the promise to address the abuse in it. She…ended up saying where she was. She was thrown out onto the street. It’s also all on Twitter.

They invited her to a personal talk so she could explain the situation in person.

And then they threatened her with a screenshot of a rape-threat made supposedly by her:

And then threw her out into the street while claiming she broke house rules that

So yeah, the Salvation Army is a bunch of entitled assholes that will treat the most vulnerable like shit if they dare try to do anything that makes them look bad

[supernovafirefly]

The “Fuck Salvation Army” posts are making the rounds again, so conisder this your reminder: Do. Not. Give. These. Assholes. A. Single. Fucking. Penny.

Do not support them in any way, shape, or form.

[eagletrekkie]

‘Tis the season to say FUCK the Salvation Army.

[punchspeedchunk]

If you see the timestamp and think ‘maybe the Salvos got better in the last 8 years’ no. No they didn’t. Actually they got worse. DON’T GIVE TO THE SALVOS. THEYPISS ALL THEIR MONEY UP THE WALL ON THE CORPORATE END AND DO LITTLE TO NOTHING TO HELP WHO THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO HELP.

[shdwsilk]

This is your annual reminder: do NOT donate to the Salvation Army.

There are plenty of better places to send your charitable dollars.

[tkiesai]

!EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS!

I'll be honest...I really didn't want to make this post. I hesitated so hard on ths. Much longer than I should. The last time I set up something like this, only one person helped me(it wasn't here). It was very sweet of them and I am very grateful to them but at the same time it was very dejecting. But I'm trying this again. The start of this year has not been kind to my family. We had car troubles that costed $2000 and my mom got really sick(not the big C thankfully) and her job has been screwing her over in every way they can.

Payments will be done through PayPal(it is currently the only way I know of). I have no real defined time of how long each commission will take but they will be done as quick as I am able and as to not overwhelm myself(because that will happen) I am only accepting a few commissions at a time. This does not mean I will automatically decline anyone who is willing to help and wants to commission me. It just means if the slots are already filled, you will have to be patient.

Simply spreading this post around will be greatly appreciated. Thank you.

[papayafromtv]

actually getting so into the idea of Talia giving Jason Damian and saying 'take him to his father' and Jason going straight-faced 'sure!' and then turning around and completely fucking off in the other direction.

like, he'll GET THERE EVENTUALLY, but for now this is literally the first time this child has been allowed to leave the grounds of the insane conditioning cult supervision that he's been under since birth and by GOD is he gonna get this kid to eat cookie pie and stand under a waterfall. for his mental health.

Damian is literally so chill about this. like it's insane to him that he's getting to experience all this shit, and he doesn't really know what to do about being in public for the first time in his life, but also he's with Jason who he trusts with his whole heart and also ?? he has literally never met Bruce before. as far as he knows that's just the bat-guy that his big brother consistently calls a 'creepy fuck not worth your time, Dami'. he is fine to postpone the family reunion.

Jason meanwhile is having the absolute time of his life going on a world trip of the best child-experiences he can think of, both healing Damian's inner child, indulging his own, AND ignoring Talia's enraged calls about why the fuck he's just been spotted at a spa in Iceland when he was supposed to be introducing Damian to his father like two months ago.

He laughs and hangs up. Damian got his first ever massage and laughed at one of Jason's jokes without even trying to muffle it. he ain't fuckin' goin' to Gotham and giving that shit up until he is good and READY. the league brothers' road trip has only just begun, as far as he's concerned.

[jaiwritez]

NOW LISTEN!!! I’m a fanfic writer and part of the DC fandom. I know at least 10 of y’all have a fic on here or AO3 matching this description. Now imma press reblog and when I come back from work. There better be recommendations.

[jaiwritez]

All yall failed me

[jaiwritez]

Phantom Pickpocket Part 5

(Author note: I was caffeinated so quicker turn around. Thanks for the support. Love all your comments. I hope you enjoy this part. )

Everyone turned to the voice to see The Red Hood himself leaning against the door frame. Danny prevented himself from lungeing and tried to keep the air temperature from dropping below normal. How could he have found him? Danny had been sure to check for trackers and ensured he wasn’t being followed on the way back. How come he didn’t notice the smelly ectoplasm until now?

Fatigue from all the multitasking, masking and not eating right….okay maybe not at all….was finally catching up to him. A hand on his shoulder pulled him out of his thoughts. Scott pushed past him to stand in front of all of them. Standing protectively and once again Danny cursed the Fenton height genes for skipping a generation.

“Hello Mr. Hood. What can we do for you?” Scott said putting on a brave face which seemed to amuse the crime lord if his body language was anything to go by. The large man shifted to a wide stance and crossed his arms. The smell of sewer ecto filled his nose.

“Taking care of some business and this is my next stop. I need to talk to short stack, right there.” Hood said pointing at Danny, causing Julie to throw an arm over his chest and Justin to stand next o her defensively.

“Why do you want to talk to Danny?” Scott demanded. Scott was no martial artist but he’s been in his fair share of scraps. So he was ready to fight. However they all knew that he stood little chance against the Hood. Most they could do was run but they couldn’t move Katy. It was still pouring outside. Danny wasn’t strong enough to fly everyone out right now.

“What’s yah name kid?”

“Scott.” He replied firmly.

“Well Scott. Let me be blunt with yah. Y’all look malnourished and frankly an abandoned building is no place for kids to be living. The littlest one is clearly sick still but that does explain why Short Stack over here stole my tires.” The Red Hood stated leaning down a little to close the height gap between him and Scott.

“YOU STOLE THE RED HOODS TIRES?!?!” Justin exclaimed turning to look at Danny. Whom shrunk in on himself a little bit still was analyzing the present threat of the Red Hood.

“Danny we told you no high profile jobs. That INCLUDES CRIME LORDS.” Julie said through gritted teeth.

“HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THOSE WERE HIS TIRES!?!!?” Danny exclaimed throwing his arms in the air, the stress finally getting to him.

“The bat symbols?” The Hood inserted quietly.

“We can pay you back!” Scott stated, abruptly cutting them all off.

“That won’t be necessary. I heard you’re saving up to buy an apartment. That’s a mighty cause. I can just buy new tires-“ The literal giant replied before a small voice cut him off.

“Are you gonna hurt Danny?” Katy said having stood up and walked towards The Hood in all the commotion.

His head titled down towards her before he crouched down. Danny bit his cheeks as he resisted the urge to jump through the twins and grab Katy. He relaxed as the blood tricked into his mouth as he watched The Hood reach back and pull a protein bar out of one of his belt pockets. He held it out towards her. Once she took it he started to speak again but now much softer.

“No, I’m not here to hurt Danny. I’m here to offer Danny and you kids a place to stay.” He said looking directly at Katy who took the protein bar and visibly relaxed. “It’s not safe for kids to be on their own. Especially meta children. I’m not surprised you didn’t go to one of the Martha Wayne shelters but they do have a free urgent care you all could’ve took her to.” He said returning his gaze to the other four.

Julie grip on Danny tighten at the mention of meta children and Danny could feel Justin side eyeing him. Scott hadn’t moved and remained tensely behind Katy, ready to snatch her from the Hood at a moments notice.

“We didn’t want them to take Katy and split us up. We already had to rescue Danny from getting himself trafficked.” Julie replied quietly.

“I understand and that furthers my point, you’re still kids. I don’t expect you to be able to take care of yourselves because that’s not your job. Now listen. You’re not bad kids, you’re looking out for each other and surviving but a life of crime or just getting by isn’t what you deserve. I respect your hustle and you looking out for each other. Now I didn’t want to do this here but here we go. I have a nice couple who can take care of you four, you can finish school together, work legitimate jobs, save your money and if you want to, go to college or move out together. For Danny, I have someone who can accommodate his ‘special needs’ and give him the same opportunities. You four will be together and Danny can visit whenever he pleases. Your other option is to live in my headquarters but I doubt you would like it as much with all the hustle and bustle and the couches aren’t comfortable. Staying here in a rotting building sharing a mattress isn’t an option.” The Red Hood said firmly running a gloved hand over his helmet as if there was hair to comb through.

“What couple? Where is Danny going? What’s the catch?” Scott crossed his arms as he analyzed looking for holes in the offer. He’s a smart guy and fast on his feet. Like if Tucker was an alley kid athlete with street smarts.

“No catch. I’m a Crime Alley kid too and clearly I got more work to do to make sure kids know they have options and my protection. I have close friend who he will live with. For you four a nice Italian couple that recently bought a new house and are looking to foster some kids. I’m sure short stack would speak highly of them.” Red Hood responded nodding to Danny.

Everyone’s heads turned to him and he suddenly remembered that he was alive….. for the most part and this was actually happening. He scanned Julie and Justin’s faces. They seemed curious and skeptical. Katy’s face was in awe as she nibbled at the protein bar and Scott quirked an eyebrow but he was still tensed. He assumed The Hood was talking about the Dolce’s. Very sweet people and honestly Katy would love it there and they did just buy a new house a bit outside of Alley in one of the more safe districts. The twins would enjoy watching teleromanzos with Elena and CeCe could use Scotts help with unloading the shipments. They deserved a good life. If he could secure them that he could die permanently happy. Now what The Hood had planned for him only Clock Work would know. Holding out hope that Clockwork would intervene if anything.

“The Dolces are the couple I work for at the bakery. They bought a new house recently and have the space. Katy already loves their croissants and I know they would love you guys. Justin met them in passing when he dropped off my lunch a few days ago. ” Danny responded trying to hide his nerves and reassure the others that this was the best option. In the back of his mind his own options were festering. He could run once they were secured. The Dolces would keep them and he could give Helmet head the slip.

“Alright cool, we get two new moms and a bakery. What about Danny?” Justin quipped crossing his arms causing the large man to sigh.

“My old friend has the influence and connections to take Danny in as a meta child and provide him proper care. Jason Todd Wayne, I’m sure you’ve heard of him.” The Red Hood grumbled. Danny’s ear twitched and he could swear he could hear voices coming from The Hood’s helmet.

“Yeah everybody knows him. He’s practically the Prince of Gotham and he grew up in the Alley. He’s Bruce Wayne’s son so he’s LOADED. No offense but how do you know him and why would he help Danny?” Justin shot back. All the kids turned back to The Hood whose shoulders dropped further.

“He’s my ex and he owes me. Plus he likes kids and has the money needed to ensure Danny gets a proper ID and papers, which he doesn’t have, and stays outta meta fight rings and can get him a trainer for his abilities.” The man replied even through the voice modulator is sounded like it pained him.

“So the rumors were true. YOU GUYS WERE DATING!!!” Julie practically squealed. This time Danny was sure he heard two voices laughing from The Red Hoods helmet. Whom immediately lifted a finger and shut it off. Danny looked back and noticed Helmet Head was staring into his soul. Curse the white eye lens. He couldn’t read his eyes but he swore he saw the man squint and he felt like he was under microscope. It lasted a moment before the man continued.

“Yes, we were. It didn’t work out. Now do you guys have any other qualms? Scott seems to be the leader. So thoughts, questions, concerns, or can I get yah outta this dump, no offense, and into some warm beds?” Hood asked clearly trying to move past his fake/real relationship with himself.

Danny tried not to snicker or give away to the others that he knew. Clearly Jason Todd Wayne was the same spoon thief who happened to be The Red Hood and one of The Bats. A lesser known Bat to him but given Danny’s own rough history with The Justice League he still didn’t trust the guy. Honestly props to him because without the ectoplasm he might not have noticed they were the same guy. Given the fact his species is illegal but The Hood kept referring to him as a meta so maybe he didn’t know Danny was a ghost. If that was the case, Danny was a protected species in his eyes….. His mind started working a mile a minute trying to figure out how to make this work.

“Yeah actually. How are we gonna get in contact with Danny and make sure he’s okay? I trust the couple if Danny says they’re valid but he’s one of us. I need to make sure he’s okay.” Scott said before shooting Danny a soft smile. His chest felt like he just got stabbed. He missed Jazz.

“How bout this. You can FaceTime Danny once he gets to Todd’s Place and I’ll work with your Foster Parents to get you all some cellphones. Then after everyone is settled we can workout visitations. How’s that sound?” Hood replied after a moment of thought. He had been more patient than he had expected.

“Scottttt say yes. We can finallyyy have phones.” Justin whined pulling on the back of Scott’s shirt.

“Are you okay with this Danny?” Scott said turning to him. His eyes were searching for something on his face and he wasn’t sure what. He didn’t seem fully satisfied with Danny’s nod but let it go. “Alright. Deal.”

“Awesome. It’s getting late and the storm is getting worse. I have a car parked right outside that will fit all of you. We can put your things in the trunk. Do you need help getting anything downstairs? Can the Princess walk?” The Hood said starting to stand.

“I’ll carry her. Justin grab our bags and come with me downstairs.” Julie said starting to give orders. She scooped up Katy and her own getaway bag. She shot Scott a look before heading downstairs.

“Got it.” Justin said grabbing the rest of the items and a shoving their loot into a duffle bag. He followed.

“I’m going to open up the car. We will be waiting for you downstairs.” Hood said after looking around the room and piecing together there wasn’t much to carry. Danny could hear his footsteps starting to fade down the stairs before Scott grabbed him by the shoulders.

“Okay Space Cadet. Debrief me. What’s your thoughts? Are you actually okay? Do you trust this guy? He said powers as in plural. How many you got? Say the word and we can fly the coop. ” Scott said in all seriousness. Deep brown eyes searching his sea of icy blue.

He almost wanted to tell him the truth. That he was scared and didn’t know what he was doing. That the thought of being alone with someone that could potentially turn him into his parents or….. no he wouldn’t go there. He stilled is core and put on his hero face. This wasn’t worse than be strapped down to a dissection table… yet. He could handle a revenant, he was the conqueror of the realms. Whom had to flea both the realms and his own haunt……clearly hyping himself wasn’t working.

“I’m thinking that you guys staying with the Dolces would be the best course of action. They have plenty of space and food. They would adore Katy and they could always use more help at the bakery. The Hood is with Batman right? So it should be fine. We should be able to trust them. Come on Scotty. That’s a spoiler.” He said trying to keep his voice steady and attempting a joke. Scott stared at him for a moment. Searching him for something he couldn’t see before closing his eyes and sighing.

“I don’t like this but if we are going through with this. You’re going to video call us as soon as you get there. I want regular updates, an address and we’re coming to visit and the safe word is COMET. I will drop everything and come get you, doesn’t matter what time or what I’m doing. If you ever need to dip, use your powers. I don’t care if you hurt a rich prick. We will handle it as it comes up. Remember school and libraries are the safest places to hide from creeps for kids. Here put this one in your left sock and this in your right. Don’t be afraid to use it.” Scott said seriously putting a Bobby pin and pocket knife in his hands. He then pointed at both of his ankles. “Socks now!”

He hurried and shoved them both in his socks. He watched as Scott sighed and looked a little more relieved.

“Comet?” He said quirking an eyebrow at Scott.

“Listen. I had to pick something that you would remember even when you freeze up.” Scott said cracking a smile, pushing Danny’s shoulder.

“So you want me to shank The Prince of Gotham?” Danny said trying to put a more light hearted spin on this. Watching with satisfaction as the tension gradually melted away from Scott. So much like Jazz. Always carrying the weight of the world, they were both gonna get gray hairs if they didn’t learn to relax. Scott snapped his neck to face him again and with the straightest expression.

“Fuck yes!” He exclaimed like it was a no brainer. “Rich people be weird as fuck sometimes. If he pulls anything, don’t hesitate to put him back in the grave! We’ll skip town, go to Cuba or something.” Scott ranted. Put him back….

“What do you mean? Put him back?” Danny asked tilting his head.

“With the way you pickpocket I forget you weren’t raised here. Yeah rumor had it that the Joker killed the guy and I remember him dying making the news. However the official story is he didn’t die and was beat up so bad that he lost his memory. Wound up in Europe somehow, landed in a mental hospital and that’s where Bruce Wayne found him again.j Then came back and got rehabilitated. However first sign of “fruit loop” stab and ask questions later.” Scott explained making finger quotes and smirking at the new lingo Danny had taught him.

“HEY YALL GOOD UP THERE?!!?” A metallic voice called from down the stairs.

“YEAH HELMET HEAD!! WE’RE COMING!!” Danny yelled back before he could stop himself. Scott slowly tuned his head back to face Danny, slacked jawed.

“You’re lucky you can phase through things, cause you’re gonna get us shot.” Scott said with a laugh shaking his head. They sighed as they headed down the stairs.

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Index: Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 , Part 6 (pending)

[papayafromtv]

actually getting so into the idea of Talia giving Jason Damian and saying 'take him to his father' and Jason going straight-faced 'sure!' and then turning around and completely fucking off in the other direction.

like, he'll GET THERE EVENTUALLY, but for now this is literally the first time this child has been allowed to leave the grounds of the insane conditioning cult supervision that he's been under since birth and by GOD is he gonna get this kid to eat cookie pie and stand under a waterfall. for his mental health.

Damian is literally so chill about this. like it's insane to him that he's getting to experience all this shit, and he doesn't really know what to do about being in public for the first time in his life, but also he's with Jason who he trusts with his whole heart and also ?? he has literally never met Bruce before. as far as he knows that's just the bat-guy that his big brother consistently calls a 'creepy fuck not worth your time, Dami'. he is fine to postpone the family reunion.

Jason meanwhile is having the absolute time of his life going on a world trip of the best child-experiences he can think of, both healing Damian's inner child, indulging his own, AND ignoring Talia's enraged calls about why the fuck he's just been spotted at a spa in Iceland when he was supposed to be introducing Damian to his father like two months ago.

He laughs and hangs up. Damian got his first ever massage and laughed at one of Jason's jokes without even trying to muffle it. he ain't fuckin' goin' to Gotham and giving that shit up until he is good and READY. the league brothers' road trip has only just begun, as far as he's concerned.

[flowgeeksout]

Unfortunately Bruce accidentally stumbles upon Jason and Damian as Jason's has to be getting to money from some where and it sure as hell ain't the League que fraud and murder so Bruce and the whole Batfam go on a wild goose chase of a "vacation" a ruse to the public though not out of character for the Brucie Wayne and Co. And Jason is really fucking confused about why he is and Damian are being stalked by Brucie Wayne but not at the same God damn time???? (As Jason and Dami have no rhyme or reason to where they go Bruce and Co. Sometimes just throw a dart at a board of probable locations they could be at 6 times Jason and Dami didnt even end up being in any location they even considered and was only found out when Bruce got a phone call about the same ass money scam fraud murder thing and goes GOD DAMN IT WE PICKED THE WRONG ONE AND off the go again)

Please note that Jaspn has forgotten that this shit is illegal meanwhile Talia at like the halfway point when she gives up on Jason just taking Dami to Gotham and clearly Bruce is having some kind of crisis so she must intervene ("WHY SHOULD I BRING HIM TO GOTHAM WHEN BRUCE WAYNE AND THE WHOLE DAMN FAMILY AINT FUCKING THERE TALIA?????? I JUST LEAVE HIM THERE TO FUCKING DIE??????) AND just tell him about Jason and Dami because Jason through all of this has lost his revenge privileges but Bruce keeps going "OH HELL NAW' whenever he sees her and runs the other way because his FAMILY IS HSVING THE TIME OF THEIR LIFE THANK YOU EVERY MUCH AND SO IS HE SHE IS NOT GOING TI RUIN IT.

It all comes to a head when Jason and Bruce quite literally run into one another trying to escape Talia.

Bruce: JASON

Jason: FUCK NO

Another subplot for the finale

Damian: (thought process: i dont want to go home with father wait if i just find a way to get adopted then i wont have a problem!!) are you my father?

Dick: (thinks to himself: omg look at this most adorable child)... sure. :D

[ohumokay]

Please God let there be a fic about this, I love it so much 😭😭

[flowgeeksout]

Idk if there is but I am a fanfic writer....

[jaiwritez]

[brucedefender4eva]

When Bruce is a few months into dating Clark, they go and visit Ma and Pa Kent over at the farm. Bruce is nervous, which is to be expected, but Clark reassures him that they will love him almost as much as he does (sickeningly sweet Jason gags).

Alfred thinks nothing of it. He’s happy that Bruce is going out into nature and not locking himself up in the cave, in his room, or at Wayne Industries. In fact, you could say that he’s delighted. He’s very glad that Clark came along and is treating his son employer right.

The emotional weight of carrying Bruce's mental health no longer rests squarely on his shoulders. He can take time to breathe and relax. Alfred feels as though this is a very good thing.

But it doesn’t last long.

Because the moment Bruce came back, all he would talk about for an entire week was how compassionate and gentle Ma and Pa Kent were. To make it even worse, the couple starts calling Bruce, even more than Clark calls Bruce, and he’s their son.

They call just to ask how’s he’s day has been, what he’s eaten, if he’s been alright, what they should name their new calf, should they do business with this one person, and on and on. Nothing too important, but it’s so important to Bruce to have this meaningful conversation that seems meaningless to everyone else.

Alfred has always been very militaristic in the way he raised young Bruce. The Kents are not. That much is evident by the way Clark graciously conducts himself.

This isn’t to say that Alfred didn’t show love in his own way with Bruce, the Kent’s are just more open with it. They give love like they’re breathing air. Bruce doesn’t have to second-guess if Alfred’s glance was one of judgment or approval; they’ll tell him without beating around the bush. Bruce enjoys the fact that they're very honest with him.

Of course, they were wary when Playboy Philanthropist Billionaire CEO Bruce Wayne started dating their humble farm-raised son, but once they got to know him, loving him was so easy. Which Bruce has never experienced before, unless it was with Clark.

Bruce knows Alfred loves him, but that love has always been stilted, unspoken, and held back under the pretense of Alfred simply being an employee. No matter how close they get, Alfred stops it. Bruce has learned throughout the years that if he doesn’t revise this affection, Alfred would do it for him, and it’ll hurt a lot more than if he did it himself.

Alfred has never told Bruce ‘I love you’ no matter the situation. He can’t do those words. Guilt crawls up his throat and stamps the words down before he could ever attempt to.

The Kent's say those three words as if they were the easiest thing in the world. As if his relationship and love with Clark were the easiest thing in the world. As if Bruce was the easiest thing to love.

Every time Bruce comes back from a weekend visit to the farm, his cheeks are nice and rosy and he has a more human complexion instead of his usual vampire pale skin. His eyes are bright with that certain spark that Alfred had sworn he had lost long ago.

He’s wearing comfortable and baggy clothes, most likely Clark’s, and hesitates to put on his suits for a while. He’s got a small bounce in his step as he moves, and he’s more inclined to smile. It puts everyone in a good mood to have Bruce in a good mood. He’s more eager to give out physical affection and loving words to his children.

He gushes about late-night conversations with Pa Kent and the delicious food Ma Kent makes, saying it’s the best food he’s ever tasted, even if he’s traveled the entire world. He takes their sweets home to share and even experiments with the recipes Ma Kent readily gives him.

It puts a bitter taste in Alfred’s mouth.

There is no possible way that Alfred is jealous, though. He understands his place. He was the one who drew a line in the sand and refused to step over it, bar the few times he found himself over the line without realizing it.

No, Alfred Pennyworth is not jealous that his ward his employer, is finding parental love outside of him. That would be utterly ridiculous.

[papayafromtv]

actually getting so into the idea of Talia giving Jason Damian and saying 'take him to his father' and Jason going straight-faced 'sure!' and then turning around and completely fucking off in the other direction.

like, he'll GET THERE EVENTUALLY, but for now this is literally the first time this child has been allowed to leave the grounds of the insane conditioning cult supervision that he's been under since birth and by GOD is he gonna get this kid to eat cookie pie and stand under a waterfall. for his mental health.

Damian is literally so chill about this. like it's insane to him that he's getting to experience all this shit, and he doesn't really know what to do about being in public for the first time in his life, but also he's with Jason who he trusts with his whole heart and also ?? he has literally never met Bruce before. as far as he knows that's just the bat-guy that his big brother consistently calls a 'creepy fuck not worth your time, Dami'. he is fine to postpone the family reunion.

Jason meanwhile is having the absolute time of his life going on a world trip of the best child-experiences he can think of, both healing Damian's inner child, indulging his own, AND ignoring Talia's enraged calls about why the fuck he's just been spotted at a spa in Iceland when he was supposed to be introducing Damian to his father like two months ago.

He laughs and hangs up. Damian got his first ever massage and laughed at one of Jason's jokes without even trying to muffle it. he ain't fuckin' goin' to Gotham and giving that shit up until he is good and READY. the league brothers' road trip has only just begun, as far as he's concerned.

[jaiwritez]

NOW LISTEN!!! I’m a fanfic writer and part of the DC fandom. I know at least 10 of y’all have a fic on here or AO3 matching this description. Now imma press reblog and when I come back from work. There better be recommendations.

[lookatmeenoww-deactivated201301]

Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.

[danisontnonfire]

why is it that not more than 1/20 of Tumblr haven’t reblogged this

[jaiwritez]

Okay sooooooo

DC X DP crossover

(POTENTIAL WARNINGS: graphic depictions of violence, trauma, vivisection, eating disorders, mental illness and gay shit. I think that covers everything)

Phantom Pickpocket

The usual Danny’s parents are assholes when they find out he’s Phantom. He’s the ghost prince. Not yet crowned king. So has new powers but doesn’t know how to use them. However he can’t go into the ghost zone because portal was destroyed. Can’t go to Vlad because fruitloop.

Danny flees the scene away from his friends family. Ends up in Gotham, ectoplasm, yada yada. However instead of meeting up with Batman. He stays in crime alley with a couple of the stray kids. He becomes a particularly good pick pocket with the invisibility and intangibility. He only goes after people that wouldn’t notice a lil money missing from their wallets and never takes all of it.

He stays in an abandoned building and cares for the other kids. However one day one of the girls that lowkey reminded him of Ellie got really sick. She needed antibiotics. None of them had the money or access required. So Danny was stealing more often and saving up more money. Taking watches, sunglasses and whatever he could grab his hands on really.

He was walking back to their abandon building with soup when he sees a shiny brand new red motorcycle in an alley. He figured the whole thing would go for enough to get them a place to stay for a while but it was to big and high profile. So if he got caught it would be considered GTA and a felony. He couldn’t risk prison time and keeping a low profile was good for staying off his parents and the GIWs radar. So instead he just worked on taking the tires.

Unknown to him. He was being watched from the roof tops by a certain crime lord. Who’s been following a string of petty thefts for the past few weeks and has heard tales of the “phantom pickpocket” (heheheh). As well as some of the crime alley kids gathering in a new spot. He liked to keep tabs on them to make sure they were alright. So when he sees Bat adoption bait stealing his tires in less than two seconds flat and the pit lurches finally recognizing the cause of the intrusive feeling he’s felt for weeks. He drops down to the ground and walks over to the kid.

“Impressive honestly. I admire your work.” The Redhood. The smirk was almost audible as he relished in the familiarity of the situation.

Danny looked at the large figure before him. He’s heard tales of the Redhood. The protector of crime alley. Clearly some form of liminal as the whole area was clearly marked as his territory. So Danny had been doing his best to conceal his presence and his own ectoplasm under the crime lords to not be noticed. Which meant not transforming and using almost of his powers. Clearly he needed some practice. Danny was currently holding both tires and took one step back away from the beast.

“Relax kid. I just wanna know why you’re stealing the tires.” Redhood said.

“I need them.” Danny replied quickly and eyes his roots for escape.

“I doubt you have a bike kid. You’re probs gonna pawn or sell them. So what do you need the money for. I can get you some help-“Redhood said stepping closer and instantly regretting it because of the look of fear before the kid vanished.

Danny was short and skittish and immediately turned invisible and booked it. Phasing through the nearest building and proceeding to run back to his bases of operations. He dropped the tires off on a nearby roof top before making his way back. He cursed in silence because he forgot the soup.

“Life clearly has a sense of humor.” Jason mumbled as he turned on his comm.

“Hey O. I need some help tracking down my tires. I’m also gonna need some medical supplies. If you could get one of the birds to deliver it. I would appreciate it.” Jason said picking up the abandoned shopping bag that contained premade warm soup.

“Tires? That’s oddly specific…. What happened?” Oracle inquired but rapid typing could easily be heard as she started working on his request.

“A kid just stole my tires.”

He turned the comm down in preparation and wasn’t surprised to hear laughter erupt from Oracle. He sighed with a smile. As much as Bruce annoyed him. Clearly they were more alike than he thought. He was gonna find the little meta bandit.

(Comments are appreciated)

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4

[jaiwritez]

Phantom Pickpocket Part 4

(Hey I didn’t die. Could def use some coffee though 😭)

“FUCK!”

He hits his head on a wall. Using the pain to ground him a little bit as he lets gravity hold him once again. Things were moving perfectly…maybe not perfect but good enough considering the God Damned circumstances. He just had to steal the tires of the fucking half ghost/revenant who’s haunt he’s been hiding in without permission. Who also happens to be a goddamn Bat and crimelord. How in the realms did he happen to be both? Guess the no kill rule only applies to Batman and the robins.

Clearly Clockwork must hate him because there were no warnings, mysterious glowing green post it notes or a “Hey perhaps don’t steal the tires from MR.HEADS IN A DUFFEL BAG!”. The familiar rings of light washed over him as he made his way towards the main bedroom.

Dragging air into his lungs. He tried to gain his composure before walking into the other room. He didn’t want to scare the others. There was already enough going on that they had to deal with besides him causing more problems.

Hopefully they would be satisfied by the pastries and cash he got from work. He would carefully leave out that he had to rush out because the fucking Red Hood happened to frequent this specific bakery. Shaking away the thought.

He didn’t hear coughing so that was good news. Peaking his head in where Scott, Julie, Justin and little Katy were all sitting on the mattress. Scott was reading Katy a story in the warm light go the lamp he had bought. The other two were sorting through their pickpocketing and scavenging hauls.

Scott was older than him at 17 and the unofficial leader of their little group. Average height, as muscular of a build as you can get on maybe two meals a day, cappuccino brown skin and short hair that was starting to coil because he hadn’t gotten a haircut in three weeks. Almost a legal adult, who went to the public high school and worked overnights and weekends at the warehouse. He was surprised the guy was here but it was probably because the storms made them get dismissed early.

Julie was 16, pale with freckles, loose curl tan hair cut short so she could match her twin brother Justin, and impersonate him. It was easier for her to get a job that way and helped her not get harassed as much on the streets. Justin practically identical to Julie in every way but gender seemed to have ‘found’ a couple of new watches.

Then there was lil Katy who was 7 and smaller than the rest of them by a lot. Pale skin, dark hair and blue eyes just like himself and his sister Ellie.

Which is probably why he had gotten so attached to the group. Besides the fact they had stopped him from being trafficked on his fourth night in Gotham. In his defense, how was he supposed to know about the meta trafficking rings or meta kid fight nights? He had jumped from one frying pan to the next with barely anytime to catch his breath. He looked up to Julie who was eyeing him and then the bag.

“Hey moon boy. How was your shift?” Julie asked

“It was good. I brought snacks.” He replied which caught Justin’s attention.

“Danny!” Katy exclaimed happily. He threw a smile her way. He could see it in her eyes that she was still tired but it seemed the antibiotics were doing their job. She would be better in a couple of days.

“Hello Katy Kat.” He said happily.

“GIMME!” Justin said interrupting and reaching for the box filled with desserts.

“Katy gets first dibs.” Scott said taking the box before Justin could. Justin groaned as Scott winked at him before presenting the box to Katy.

“Thank you.” Katy mumbled past the chocolate filled, chocolate cover croissant she had picked.

“You’re welcome. Glad to see you’re feeling better.”

At her nod, Scott passed the box over to Julie bypassing Justin again. Whom growled in growing frustration. Julie then handed the box back to Scott after taking a apple tart. Then Scott took a jelly donut. Scott then handed the box back to Danny. He looked over to Justin who had his jaw hanging open in disbelief at being constantly skipped over. Danny laughed and handed him the box.

“Danny. Has anyone ever told you, you’re an angel? If not let me be the first. You’re way better than these TRAITORS we live with.” He said turning to the others in mock fury. Causing a chorus of giggle and snickers. He then comforted himself with a brownie covered in walnuts.

“I’m still surprised you were able to get a job there. Most places in Gotham are wary of hiring kids. Plus you look like you’re 12.” Julie said before finishing off her apple tart.

“I’m 14 thank you very much! It’s honestly not a hard job. I mainly wash dishes and help with the baking. Baking is just measurements anyway.” He said taking his place at the foot of the large mattress. He began to pull his money out of his pockets that he had earned from the Dolces, tips and the little pick pocketing he did before he came back to the building.

“Damn Daniel. Back at it again with the Ben-jah-MENS.” Justin joked.

“Danny.” He corrected firmly. The smack on the back of the head Justin received no doubt from Scott, caused Katy to giggle. So it was worth the minor discomfort being called Daniel caused. 


“Good job Danny. Whatcha gonna spend it on?” Julie asked.

“What do you mean. I’m putting it in the pool. With you guys.” Danny watched the three of them look at each other. Like they had already discussed something.

“Danny.” Scott said clearing his throat. “You’ve been contributing to the pool since we’ve met. You’re working really hard. You’re a kid. Let us take care of the majority of the work. We can handle it. You deserve to enjoy the money you make.” Scott said giving him a soft gaze.

“We need the money though. We had the buy Katy medicine and it cut into our food budget.” He protested looking back between them.

“Danny. I know you have skills. I’ve seen you in action. However you’re one of the youngest here. You need to rest too.” Julie said backing up Scott. He didn’t understand. They were all homeless still and not getting enough food and they were telling him to relax? He wasn’t just a kid. He could handle it.

“Guyyyyssss. Just tell him.” Justin said rolling his eyes.

“Fine. One we noticed you’re definitely not eating or sleeping enough. So we need to fix that now before it becomes a problem. You don’t have to be like us on that. Two we were gonna wait to surprise you buttttttt clearly we need to tell you now. Since Justin and Julie got stable jobs. We have saved enough to get a real apartment. Nothing to fancy but it will be all ours. We did some tours and found one we think you and Katy will like. We plan to move in next week.” Scott said going from concerned and stern to mostly smiles. While Julie and Justin did jazz hands.

“I-I’m coming with you?” He asked tilting his head. His voice was getting caught in his throat.

“Of course. You belong with us.” Justin said clearly offended that he had asked such a question.

“Sweet but I already called dibs on that one.” A low metallic voice said from the doorway.

Index: Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5

[somewherefornow]

CLARK KENT/SUPERMAN & JON KENT/SUPERMAN in SUPERMAN: SON OF KAL-EL (2021)

[jaiwritez]

Now if he can just have this same energy for Connor he would be elite.

Yes I understand connor was made without his will but punish Lex not the baby

[stillnotsquashed]

Teacher: Mr Wayne, thank you for coming in. We need to talk about Damian’s family tree project. Firstly, he is claiming his mother is Talia al Ghul, the renowned terrorist.

Bruce: Ah, yes, well she is.

Teacher: I'm sorry? You and her... None of my business. Now he claims his grandfather, uh, Ra's... He claims he is 687 years old. That can't be right.

Bruce: It's not. Me and him are in a disagreement about it. I think Ra's is only 679 but you know what Damian’s like.

Teacher: I... I guess so. Now in this section he did on his siblings, he has included Jason Todd, which I thought was very sweet of him only he. Well, he gives him one birth and death date and then he includes a 'rebirth' date and when I asked him about it... Mr Wayne, are you alright?

Bruce: *tearing up* He listed all his siblings. Even Tim!

[celestialgalaxyglow]

Teacher: I see... well he also included one of my other students Jon Kent as his future-husband...

Bruce: Jon is my best friend's son. He and Damian started dating a while back.

Teacher: That's... actually adorable. Now the most concerning part he also has down Harleen Quinzel and Pamela Isley as his aunts... you know the former-criminals Harley Quin and Poison Ivy?

Bruce: Long story, but they're basically his aunts now.

Teacher: [regrets all the decisions she's made that's led to this point]

[jaiwritez]

Teacher: He also listed his step mother. I wasn’t aware you are married. I can add her to your emergency contacts and parent teacher conference schedules?

Bruce: It’s complicated. We were engaged for a period. Damian and Selina Kyle grew very close during that time. He goes over there often to visit her and her cats.

Teacher: Ms.Kyle is listed under the title of Mom. I was referring to Diana Prince.

Bruce: Oh Diana is a close friend of mine and has had a role in raising all the boys. Damian respects her knowledge and ability to wield a sword.

Teacher: *mutters* so she’s too blame for all the attempted stabbings

Bruce: *is happy Damian has positive female role models besides Talia*

[jaiwritez]

Phantom Pickpocket Part 3 

Sorry for the wait. Lots of life things and revisions. Hope y’all vibe with it. The chapters will be updated on the master post and I posted it under the same name on AO3.

“No Danny. You’re good. Thanks so much for your help.” Cecilia said with a smile.

Danny smiled until he locked eyes with Jason. His eyes briefly giving away a slight panic before glossing over and being replaced with a calm demeanor once more. It was eerily familiar, almost like seeing a ghost, the way Danny composed himself and tensed all his muscles in preparation to move an or fight. The same stance he saw in his brothers. The feeling in his chest that he needed to protect surged up again.

“Alright cool. Later Mrs.Dolce.” He said mimicking an Italian accent and grabbing a clearly old jacket that was hanging near the door and rushing out. Undoubtably probably turning invisible as soon as he was out of sight. He was sure that Babs was already working on tracking him any way should could. The girl loved a challenge. He fought the urge in his chest to immediately follow which felt like slamming his head against a wall. He needed more information and some of his favorite people had been spending enough time with this kid to have plenty. But seriously. What in the literal fuck.

(Danny POV: ESCAPEÉ!!! okay back to Jason)

“JUST CECELIA KID! Jesus he makes me feel old when he does that.” Cecilia said sighing.

“Reminds me of a certain spoon bandit.” Elena said throwing a jab his way.

“What’s his name?” He asked bluntly, looking at the two who suddenly stopped laughing and looked confused.

“Who Danny? He’s our new helper. Best one since you and he doesn’t steal spoons.” Cecelia said attempting a joke clearly surprised by his change in demeanor.

“Yeah cause he likes to steal tires.”

The look of understanding dawned on them. Cecilia slapped her hand to her forehead while Elena pinched the bridge of her nose.

“You couldn’t give us a heads up?” Cecilia sighed.

“What was I supposed to say?!?! IT’S HIM!!! GRAB HIM!!!! Like a cartoon villain?!?!” He defended rather dramatically. He couldn’t help it. He was a theatre kid at heart. Maybe in another life where he had been born into a stable family with access to good schooling or if Bruce wasn’t a rich playboy furry, he could’ve pursued a career in acting. Instead of becoming a kid vigilante and dying. However he was in good company cause Cecilia matched him in turn.

“Well yes. That might’ve helped or a strong wink.” Cecilia she said crossing her arms in mock defense.

“Alright. Alright. Let’s reel it back in. The important thing is Danny’s well being. Jason what do you need to know o help the kid? Maybe we get that crime lord ex of yours to help? I know you ended on bad terms but he has soft spot for kids right?” Elena said and referring to a cover story Timbers came up with one day. It was still biting him in the ass every time they brought it up. He even had to have Roy dress up in full Red Hood gear to help keep the story going. He can’t go back on the lie now. He’s already too deep.

“I already reached out. He just needed more details and a better description. Do you know where he lives or the general area? How long has he been working here? Adults in his life? Anything unusual?’ He asked knowing that Babs would be ready to take in the new information and start applying it to their theory board about the kid. Dickhead currently thought the kid was a runaway metachild. Personally he was leaning more towards alien, martian specifically. The kid didn’t show telepathy or telekinesis yet but the invisibility and density shifting were there.

“Well his full name that he gave us is probably fake, but it’s Daniel Nightingale. The Daniel part is probs real because of how much he hates being called Daniel. He prefers Danny.” Cecilia stated. Very weird last name for a kid in Gotham. Fits his theory that the kid wasn’t from here.

“Yet he calls us by our last names. It’s adorable honestly. He lives a few blocks away according to him but he wouldn’t give us a precise address. We pay him in cash of course cause he has to be too young to work and probably doesn’t have a bank account or papers. He has been here a bit over a month. Comes everyday before we officially open to help out.” Elena completes.

He sighed, it was all adding up but it still didn’t help him find the kid. He could hear the familiar buzz in his ear that his comm was about to turn on.

“Hey Jay. I got a lead.” Oracle spoke in his ear.

“I’m gonna see if I can track the kid down. He couldn’t have gotten too far. If he turns up again. Can you please give me a call?” He said getting up and starting to gather his things.

“Sure thing Jay.” Cel said with a smile as Elena handed him a bag containing his uneaten coffee cake and probs an assortment of other baked goods. They always spoiled him. Accepting without fuss because much like Alfie, they refused to let anyone go hungry.

He headed out the door and stopped under the canopy outside the shop. The rain was coming down in huge sheets. The kid unless he used his phasing ability was most likely drenched. He knew the wet chill of Gotham rain too well. The kid would get sick in these conditions. Feeling his chest begin to tighten. He dragged in a quick breath. No, he wasn’t gonna spiral. The kid was tough he just had to remain calm.

“So TB is hard to track under normal circumstances. I’ll give him that. However his meta abilities seem to cause electrical interference. I noticed when he escaped the shop just now. All the nearby cameras you set up started to go on the fritz. So I tried the street cameras which started to glitch and become unfocused the closer he gets to them before the eventually shut out. Sooo I’ve been tracking the outages and got you location. Abandoned building, set for demolition but due to budget cuts and red tape it keeps getting pushed back. It’s on the edge of crime alley.” Oracle explained breaking him out of his train of thoughts. ‘TB’ aka ‘tire bandit’ was one of the many nickname Barbie had come up with in the past 24 hours. He absorbed the information and came up with a question.

“If that’s the case. How did he get there so fast? There’s no direct bus route and I doubt he has a bike or a car. You don’t think he’s part speedster?” He groaned was he put on his helmet and made his way to his bike.

“Lord help us if so. Wally alone is enough.” She joked before saying ow. His assumption that Dick was present now confirmed. “However given we haven’t heard from them and there’s no large electrical or temporal disturbances. I’m assuming he has enhanced speed as one of his powers or you got a flier.”

“Just what I needed, him to have more powers. So how likely is it. That he’s martian. He’s showing invisibility, density shifting and maybe flight. The tech glitching is new but maybe alien tech?” He said running through his theories while he drove through the streets.

“Remaining martian populations are small at best. It would just lead to a lot more questions. Why Gotham? Our resident alien populations are rather small in comparison to places like Star City, Metropolis and Central. Why didn’t he sense you earlier with his telepathy? If he has martian or alien tech. Why is he struggling on the streets. As well as why hasn’t he reached out to MM. Manhunter has made public statements regarding him helping any remaining martians no matter the color.” Babs replied. He could practically hear the gears turning in her head as she mulled it over. The sound of rapid keyboard clicks however was very much audible and present.

“Just spitballing. The fact that if he is human. He’s a meta in Gotham. When the Bat has a pretty notorious no meta rule. Usually drives em away to other cities.”

“Well Batman isn’t the only Bat. i hear the resident Crime Lord in Crime Alley has a real soft spot for kids.” Dick said finally chiming in too tease him.

“IF HE KNOWS I’M GOOD WITH KIDS. WHY DOES HE RUN!?!!” He yelled, finally letting the lid of the bubbling pool of frustration that had been growing in his chest. The kid needed protection. Why was he avoiding him so hard?

“Oh so if you stole a Bat’s tires, you wouldn’t run away?” Barbie questioned. Instantly he realized what he had said and his mistake. The feeling of his ears beginning to burn and turn red was all too apparent.

“You know what? I gotta go.” He said promptly turning off the comm right as they started to laugh.

Other Parts:

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4 , Part 5

[soraaarts]

So I redrew it…uh Lesbians

[soraaarts]

Uh, gays

[jaiwritez]

I’m listening to B.A.S by Megan thee stallion and this is the first post when I open the app. I think this is the perfect song for this. Plus my head canon is that Starfire looks like Megan thee stallion. So this confirms that 😂

[jaiwritez]

Apologies on the delay for Phantom Pickpocket. I think the AO3 curse found its way to attack me a lil. I’m working 7 days a week for the last few weeks and I sprained my fingers and cut up my hand 😭. So I love Danny and Jason and Danny’s future love interest and interactions with the bat family but I had to take a break. I plan to update soon.

[hannrum]

[jaiwritez]

New headcanon caused by this art. Since Clark is an alien. His hair is iridescent at certain angles like hummingbirds chest feathers. So he claims it’s just the hair gel he uses or sprays temporary color to cover up the fact that his hair naturally reflects light in just the right way