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MASTER POST
Please refer to this post for all fics. It will be updated as needed.
Phantom Pickpocket: Part: 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5
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Newest Update is Chapter 5 of Phantom Pickpocket. ENJOY!
DO NOT SUPPORT SALVATION ARMYÂ
I can back this up. It isnât 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 Iâve not given them a dime of my money since then.
Do not give to the Salvation Army.
Do Not. Give. To. Salvation. Army
My turn.
Iâm a wildfire and disaster logistics specialist.
I deal with a lot of agencies who provide disaster relief.
I used to say the Salvation Armyâs 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. Thatâs 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 EVERYONEâs 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.
Donât FUCKING give to the Salvation Army.
The Salvation Army is also ass to the workers. A good number of people join it, naively thinking that itâs 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. Donât support these people.
Unsettling update
Find better local charities and shelters and give to them instead!
Also just for even more horrific context on the original twitter thread?
Salvation Army reached out to Milknmuffins and asked what shelter sheâs at with the promise to address the abuse in it. SheâŚended up saying where she was. She was thrown out onto the street. Itâs 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
The âFuck Salvation Armyâ 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.
âTis the season to say FUCK the Salvation Army.
If you see the timestamp and think âmaybe the Salvos got better in the last 8 yearsâ no. No they didnât. Actually they got worse. DONâT 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.
This is your annual reminder: do NOT donate to the Salvation Army.
There are plenty of better places to send your charitable dollars.
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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.
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.
NOW LISTEN!!! Iâm a fanfic writer and part of the DC fandom. I know at least 10 of yâall 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.
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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 wasnât being followed on the way back. How come he didnât notice the smelly ectoplasm until now?
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.
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
Please God let there be a fic about this, I love it so much đđ
Idk if there is but I am a fanfic writer....
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. Heâs 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 heâs delighted. Heâs 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 doesnât 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 heâs their son.
They call just to ask howâs heâs day has been, what heâs eaten, if heâs 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 itâs 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 isnât to say that Alfred didnât show love in his own way with Bruce, the Kentâs are just more open with it. They give love like theyâre breathing air. Bruce doesnât have to second-guess if Alfredâs glance was one of judgment or approval; theyâll 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 doesnât revise this affection, Alfred would do it for him, and itâll hurt a lot more than if he did it himself.
Alfred has never told Bruce âI love youâ no matter the situation. He canât 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.
Heâs wearing comfortable and baggy clothes, most likely Clarkâs, and hesitates to put on his suits for a while. Heâs got a small bounce in his step as he moves, and heâs more inclined to smile. It puts everyone in a good mood to have Bruce in a good mood. Heâs 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 itâs the best food heâs ever tasted, even if heâs 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 Alfredâs 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.
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.
NOW LISTEN!!! Iâm a fanfic writer and part of the DC fandom. I know at least 10 of yâall 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.
Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.
why is it that not more than 1/20 of Tumblr havenât reblogged this
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 Dannyâs parents are assholes when they find out heâs Phantom. Heâs the ghost prince. Not yet crowned king. So has new powers but doesnât know how to use them. However he canât go into the ghost zone because portal was destroyed. Canât 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 wouldnât 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 couldnât 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. Whoâs been following a string of petty thefts for the past few weeks and has heard tales of the âphantom pickpocketâ (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 heâs felt for weeks. He drops down to the ground and walks over to the kid.
âImpressive honestly. I admire your work.â The Redhood. The smirk was almost audible as he relished in the familiarity of the situation.
Danny looked at the large figure before him. Heâs 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.
âRelax kid. I just wanna know why youâre stealing the tires.â Redhood said.
âI need them.â Danny replied quickly and eyes his roots for escape.
âI doubt you have a bike kid. Youâre probs gonna pawn or sell them. So what do you need the money for. I can get you some help-âRedhood 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.
âLife clearly has a sense of humor.â Jason mumbled as he turned on his comm.
âHey O. I need some help tracking down my tires. Iâm also gonna need some medical supplies. If you could get one of the birds to deliver it. I would appreciate it.â Jason said picking up the abandoned shopping bag that contained premade warm soup.
âTires? Thatâs oddly specificâŚ. What happened?â Oracle inquired but rapid typing could easily be heard as she started working on his request.
âA kid just stole my tires.â
He turned the comm down in preparation and wasnât 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.
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Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4
Phantom Pickpocket Part 4
(Hey I didnât die. Could def use some coffee though đ)
âFUCK!â
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 perfectlyâŚmaybe not perfect but good enough considering the God Damned circumstances. He just had to steal the tires of the fucking half ghost/revenant whoâs haunt heâs 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.
CLARK KENT/SUPERMAN & JON KENT/SUPERMAN in SUPERMAN: SON OF KAL-EL (2021)
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
Teacher: Mr Wayne, thank you for coming in. We need to talk about Damianâs 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 Damianâs 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!
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]
Teacher: He also listed his step mother. I wasnât aware you are married. I can add her to your emergency contacts and parent teacher conference schedules?
Bruce: Itâs 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 sheâs too blame for all the attempted stabbings
Bruce: *is happy Damian has positive female role models besides Talia*
Phantom Pickpocket Part 3 ďżź
Sorry for the wait. Lots of life things and revisions. Hope yâall vibe with it. The chapters will be updated on the master post and I posted it under the same name on AO3.
âNo Danny. Youâre good. Thanks so much for your help.â 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.
âAlright cool. Later Mrs.Dolce.â 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: ESCAPEĂ!!! okay back to Jason)
âJUST CECELIA KID! Jesus he makes me feel old when he does that.â Cecilia said sighing.
âReminds me of a certain spoon bandit.â Elena said throwing a jab his way.
âWhatâs his name?â He asked bluntly, looking at the two who suddenly stopped laughing and looked confused.
âWho Danny? Heâs our new helper. Best one since you and he doesnât steal spoons.â Cecelia said attempting a joke clearly surprised by his change in demeanor.
âYeah cause he likes to steal tires.â
The look of understanding dawned on them. Cecilia slapped her hand to her forehead while Elena pinched the bridge of her nose.
âYou couldnât give us a heads up?â Cecilia sighed.
âWhat was I supposed to say?!?! ITâS HIM!!! GRAB HIM!!!! Like a cartoon villain?!?!â He defended rather dramatically. He couldnât 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 wasnât a rich playboy furry, he couldâve 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.
âWell yes. That mightâve helped or a strong wink.â Cecilia she said crossing her arms in mock defense.
âAlright. Alright. Letâs reel it back in. The important thing is Dannyâs 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?â 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 canât go back on the lie now. Heâs already too deep.
âI 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?â 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 didnât show telepathy or telekinesis yet but the invisibility and density shifting were there.
âWell his full name that he gave us is probably fake, but itâs Daniel Nightingale. The Daniel part is probs real because of how much he hates being called Daniel. He prefers Danny.â Cecilia stated. Very weird last name for a kid in Gotham. Fits his theory that the kid wasnât from here.
âYet he calls us by our last names. Itâs adorable honestly. He lives a few blocks away according to him but he wouldnât give us a precise address. We pay him in cash of course cause he has to be too young to work and probably doesnât have a bank account or papers. He has been here a bit over a month. Comes everyday before we officially open to help out.â Elena completes.
He sighed, it was all adding up but it still didnât help him find the kid. He could hear the familiar buzz in his ear that his comm was about to turn on.
âHey Jay. I got a lead.â Oracle spoke in his ear.
âIâm gonna see if I can track the kid down. He couldnât have gotten too far. If he turns up again. Can you please give me a call?â He said getting up and starting to gather his things.
âSure thing Jay.â 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 wasnât gonna spiral. The kid was tough he just had to remain calm.
âSo TB is hard to track under normal circumstances. Iâll 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 Iâve 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. Itâs on the edge of crime alley.â Oracle explained breaking him out of his train of thoughts. âTBâ aka âtire banditâ 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.
âIf thatâs the case. How did he get there so fast? Thereâs no direct bus route and I doubt he has a bike or a car. You donât think heâs part speedster?â He groaned was he put on his helmet and made his way to his bike.
âLord help us if so. Wally alone is enough.â She joked before saying ow. His assumption that Dick was present now confirmed. âHowever given we havenât heard from them and thereâs no large electrical or temporal disturbances. Iâm assuming he has enhanced speed as one of his powers or you got a flier.â
âJust what I needed, him to have more powers. So how likely is it. That heâs martian. Heâs showing invisibility, density shifting and maybe flight. The tech glitching is new but maybe alien tech?â He said running through his theories while he drove through the streets.
âRemaining 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 didnât 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 hasnât he reached out to MM. Manhunter has made public statements regarding him helping any remaining martians no matter the color.â 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.
âJust spitballing. The fact that if he is human. Heâs a meta in Gotham. When the Bat has a pretty notorious no meta rule. Usually drives em away to other cities.â
âWell Batman isnât the only Bat. i hear the resident Crime Lord in Crime Alley has a real soft spot for kids.â Dick said finally chiming in too tease him.
âIF HE KNOWS IâM GOOD WITH KIDS. WHY DOES HE RUN!?!!â 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?
âOh so if you stole a Batâs tires, you wouldnât run away?â 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.
âYou know what? I gotta go.â He said promptly turning off the comm right as they started to laugh.
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So I redrew itâŚuh Lesbians
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Iâm 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 đ
Apologies on the delay for Phantom Pickpocket. I think the AO3 curse found its way to attack me a lil. Iâm working 7 days a week for the last few weeks and I sprained my fingers and cut up my hand đ. So I love Danny and Jason and Dannyâs future love interest and interactions with the bat family but I had to take a break. I plan to update soon.
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 itâs 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