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Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
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Danny, in his forties, knows he passes for two people; Bruce Wayne and some randomass reporter named Clark Kent.
Which is great, because he's about to defend Bruce Wayne's son, and it'd be weird if the press thought he was just some rando.
Danny didn't want to know who the fuck Bruce Wayne was, but Sam's parents would not shut up about the guy as Danny was growing up.
So, yeah; he can recognize Bruce Wayne on site. And his children.
Not because he stalked them! It was all Sam's fault, her and her parents! Her for complaining about the Waynes, and her parents for idolizing them!
Anyways, he's pretty sure he just saw some chick drug Dick Grayson's quadruple sugar caramel frappe, and Dick drank it.
Danny doesn't really think? He kind of just moves.
Dick Grayson barely gets out a "Uh, hey-?" before Danny decks the bitch in the face hard enough to throw the woman back five feet.
She's definitely going to need a hospital.
Danny doesn't give a fuck.
Danny gives so little fucks that he just puts a very carefully gentle hand on Dick Grayson's shoulder and steers him away from the scene.
"She roofied your drink. I'm taking you to the hospital."
Or; Dick was going to allow a Trafficker to drug him, so that he could play bait. The trackers he'd swallowed would absolutely lead Jason to where he was taken, as Jason was working with him on this, but didn't meet the traffickers "type".
He didn't tell Bruce he was going to do this.
So when the Rohypnol starts to kick in, he's absolutely sure he sees Bruce come in out of nowhere and wreck the Trafficker's shit.
The randos filming the incident think they just saw someone's dad almost murder a bitch, and then heard said dad mention roofies.
When the videos are posted online, and the dad is "identified" as Bruce Wayne, Bruce has three things happen.
First; he's getting a lawsuit from the woman.
Second; he's also getting notified through this that he has a doppleganger or clone. He will need to investigate, as he needs to thank the man.
Third; his image has become pristine in the eyes of Gotham, and has also become yet another wholesome meme.
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DickJoeyWeek 2024 Interest Check
Hello DickJoey fans!!!! We are opening an Interest Check for DickJoey week 2024, and the forms will be open for 2 weeks, until 25 February 2024! Please fill in the form, shares and reblogs are greatly appreciated!
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welcome back~
tentatodd week is under new mod-ership! i'm dee ( @marirah ) and I have a poll for you
this is to gauge interest in event timing! thanks for your time and hopefully i'll see you soon
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Turns out for 20 bucks im more then willing to go back on my word and include Tim in a au I specifically made to leave Tim out of who would of known (me I would of known)
Part one of this au right here
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I got bored so i did some research on Bruce Wayne's kids. Feel free to let me know if i missed any or wrongly added one (last updated April 2023)
Someone: how many kids do you have?
Bruce: legally, biologically, or emotionally?
The answer is 42 children
Key
bold = the "main" kids
* = at some point this timeline and/or universe was "erased" from existence
** = ambiguous universe (ex: was it a alt timeline or just a dream?)
Legally
aka adopted and/or fostered at some point in time
Dick Grayson
Jason Todd
Tim Drake
Cassandra Cain
Duke Thomas
Jarro
Alina Shelley (Batman: The Dark Prince Charming)
Lance Bruner* (Earth-One)
Turner Hayes (Gotham Knights)
Kal-El (Batman: Last Knight on Earth)
Roger Burnim Jr.* (Brave and the Bold #98)
Nyesha Burroughs Wayne** (Batman '89)
Stepchildren
Jackie Napier (mother: Harley Quinn) (Batman: White Knight)
Bryce Napier (mother: Harley Quinn) (Batman: White Knight)
Stephanie Trevor (mother: Diana) (Batman/Superman Generations)
Biologically
Mother = Talia al Ghul
Damian Wayne
Athanasia al Ghul (Injustice)
Tallant Wayne (Batman: League of Batman)
Ibn al Xu'ffasch (Earth-22)
Unnamed Son
Mother = Selina Kyle (Catwoman)
Helena Wayne (Earth-2)
Aion**
Bruce Wayne Jr.** (Batman ’89)
Tivali Wayne** (Batman ’89)
Mother = Diana (Wonder Woman)
Kull (Dark Nights: Death Metal)
"Batman" (JLA #90)
"Batwoman" (JLA #90)
Mother = Other
Bruce Wayne Jr. (mother: Kathy Kane) (Earth-154)
Bruce Wayne Jr. (mother: Unnamed Wife) (Earth-3839)
Kiki Wayne* (mother: Helen)
Genetically Engineered
Terry McGinnis (Batman Beyond)
Matt McGinnis (Batman Beyond)
Emotionally
aka other people Bruce has mentored/gotten attached to
Barbara Gordon
Stephanie Brown
Harper Row
Cullen Row
Carrie Kelly
Rui Aramiya (Batman and the Justice League)
Barbara Wilson (Batman and Robin (1997) movie)
Drake Winston (Batman ’89)
Mia “Maps” Mizoguchi
Claire Clover
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ha?
every single person who reblogs this
every
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tried out a new way to block out poses, and then it turned into a whole ass thing.
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Updates on my board progress, one is posted already here
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Based on some rumblings I heard, I ended up quickly throwing together a fun little WIP bingo sheet! I'll admit I largely wrote the prompts for writing, but I think a good number of them should also apply to art!
Ultimately, the goal is to have fun, and finish whatever WIPs you can (without burning yourself out or having a bad time). If you needed a sign to pick up that project you've been putting off, the time is now!
3x4 Bingo square titled "Finish your fucking fics february"
the top three across left to right read "Update your oldest WIP", "Finish a WIP that's been buried deep in your drafts", and "Finish a WIP that you haven't posted yet"
the second row reads "Finish a recent WIP", "Finish a WIP you're scared of" and "Finish a WIP that's been haunting you"
the third row reads "Update a partially posted WIP", "Finish any WIP/Free Space", and "Finish the next WIP in a series you've been avoiding"
the last row reads "Update your newest WIP", "Finish a WIP that's been ignored for at least 6 months", and "Finish the next chapter for a fic you've been meaning to for months"
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Based on some rumblings I heard, I ended up quickly throwing together a fun little WIP bingo sheet! I'll admit I largely wrote the prompts for writing, but I think a good number of them should also apply to art!
Ultimately, the goal is to have fun, and finish whatever WIPs you can (without burning yourself out or having a bad time). If you needed a sign to pick up that project you've been putting off, the time is now!
3x4 Bingo square titled "Finish your fucking fics february"
the top three across left to right read "Update your oldest WIP", "Finish a WIP that's been buried deep in your drafts", and "Finish a WIP that you haven't posted yet"
the second row reads "Finish a recent WIP", "Finish a WIP you're scared of" and "Finish a WIP that's been haunting you"
the third row reads "Update a partially posted WIP", "Finish any WIP/Free Space", and "Finish the next WIP in a series you've been avoiding"
the last row reads "Update your newest WIP", "Finish a WIP that's been ignored for at least 6 months", and "Finish the next chapter for a fic you've been meaning to for months"
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Sometimes the poetry isn’t enough and I wrote a whole fic for the poem. This was almost more sad to write than the poem.
Alt. This work is simply described as 3 times Bruce talks to Jason's memorial case and 1 time Dick did.
I wrote this originally to mourn my great grandmother, and realized I could adapt this for Bruce. So here, enjoy my suffering.
TEMPLE OF GLASSES, HEART OF STONE
Today I still feel like I’m stuck with one foot in the grave.
That when I lay down beside you to look up at space,
as snow drifts like glitter joining the stars in their night escapades.
I long for the things that can’t be replaced.
Like a moment with you, just seeing your face.
As tears force their way from my heart to my eyes,
a sound echoes in my ears of shattered window panes.
I can’t seem to climb out of the pit grief has made.
So I linger moments longer, with this epitaph for an anchor.
A stone at my back, the last sight of you, a solid gold plaque.
Laugh at the waste of this opulent thing,
that can never equate to what you meant to me.
So I stare and I wait as I watch the time pass,
This memorial to you, Fragile Temple of Glass.
As the wind howls over where I’ve laid,
As to Thamus it calls and to me it says:
“Proclaim to the world that Robin is Dead”
The wind has forgotten MY SON HAD A NAME.
Maybe I’ll get up tomorrow and won’t feel this way.
I’ll look to the night sky and not see your face.
But tonight I will wallow, I will sit in this pain.
This burden I carry, a dying embrace.
There’s a boy who comes round now with a smile on his face.
Tim says that he’s not here to try to replace.
But I see him fly over rooftops with similar ease
and I grimace in pain and fall to my knees.
The world doesn’t see how the time seems to slip
as I sit by your stone while the boy’s doing flips.
I think of those days with you, that I sorely miss.
At your Temple of Glass whispered words pass my lips.
So I wait for the sunrise to try to numb this dull ache.
Pray that this bird too Joker Death won’t take.
Because although you’re still gone, in the grave you remain
Robin’s still here, though he’s gained a new name.
And now that you’ve grown,
Miraculously made your way home
I still come to your temple of glass.
I pray for your safety, I pray that you laugh.
And though the mantle of Robin still seems quickly to pass
From one hand to the next as the years fly so fast
This temple remains, fragile memorial of glass.
A place to pray for their safety so you'd be the last
"Why?" they inquire, questioning its space,
This "good soldier" lingering in its grace.
Not to mourn a lost boy does this symbol maintain,
But instead, here, hope finds its steadfast domain.
This memorial, a testament to my past's refrain,
Once etched in failure, in sorrow's heavy chain.
Yet with time, it has grown, shaped by every prayer,
Molded by hopes, whispered in the stillness of air.
One day, I'll depart from this treacherous road,
From this hidden cave, my vigilant abode.
New stones will mark the places we nest,
Yet, in this temple's shade, my wishes rest.
I hope this place will outlast them all,
Witness the new Robins, and Batmen enthrall.
Safely return from each nocturnal flight,
In the moon's soft glow, continuing the fight.
To mark all the time and the changes of face.
Some things have been added And others replaced.
But one thing holds true in this this hallowed place,
No matter what happens ROBIN REMAINS,
Heroes will come, and heroes will go,
Someday they’ll find this place that I've grown.
Temple of Glass, As Fragile as HOPE.
This anchor of Mine, this place I call home.
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I wrote this originally to mourn my great grandmother, and realized I could adapt this for Bruce. So here, enjoy my suffering.
TEMPLE OF GLASSES, HEART OF STONE
Today I still feel like I’m stuck with one foot in the grave.
That when I lay down beside you to look up at space,
as snow drifts like glitter joining the stars in their night escapades.
I long for the things that can’t be replaced.
Like a moment with you, just seeing your face.
As tears force their way from my heart to my eyes,
a sound echoes in my ears of shattered window panes.
I can’t seem to climb out of the pit grief has made.
So I linger moments longer, with this epitaph for an anchor.
A stone at my back, the last sight of you, a solid gold plaque.
Laugh at the waste of this opulent thing,
that can never equate to what you meant to me.
So I stare and I wait as I watch the time pass,
This memorial to you, Fragile Temple of Glass.
As the wind howls over where I’ve laid,
As to Thamus it calls and to me it says:
“Proclaim to the world that Robin is Dead”
The wind has forgotten MY SON HAD A NAME.
Maybe I’ll get up tomorrow and won’t feel this way.
I’ll look to the night sky and not see your face.
But tonight I will wallow, I will sit in this pain.
This burden I carry, a dying embrace.
There’s a boy who comes round now with a smile on his face.
Tim says that he’s not here to try to replace.
But I see him fly over rooftops with similar ease
and I grimace in pain and fall to my knees.
The world doesn’t see how the time seems to slip
as I sit by your stone while the boy’s doing flips.
I think of those days with you, that I sorely miss.
At your Temple of Glass whispered words pass my lips.
So I wait for the sunrise to try to numb this dull ache.
Pray that this bird too Joker Death won’t take.
Because although you’re still gone, in the grave you remain
Robin’s still here, though he’s gained a new name.
And now that you’ve grown,
Miraculously made your way home
I still come to your temple of glass.
I pray for your safety, I pray that you laugh.
And though the mantle of Robin still seems quickly to pass
From one hand to the next as the years fly so fast
This temple remains, fragile memorial of glass.
A place to pray for their safety so you'd be the last
"Why?" they inquire, questioning its space,
This "good soldier" lingering in its grace.
Not to mourn a lost boy does this symbol maintain,
But instead, here, hope finds its steadfast domain.
This memorial, a testament to my past's refrain,
Once etched in failure, in sorrow's heavy chain.
Yet with time, it has grown, shaped by every prayer,
Molded by hopes, whispered in the stillness of air.
One day, I'll depart from this treacherous road,
From this hidden cave, my vigilant abode.
New stones will mark the places we nest,
Yet, in this temple's shade, my wishes rest.
I hope this place will outlast them all,
Witness the new Robins, and Batmen enthrall.
Safely return from each nocturnal flight,
In the moon's soft glow, continuing the fight.
To mark all the time and the changes of face.
Some things have been added And others replaced.
But one thing holds true in this this hallowed place,
No matter what happens ROBIN REMAINS,
Heroes will come, and heroes will go,
Someday they’ll find this place that I've grown.
Temple of Glass, As Fragile as HOPE.
This anchor of Mine, this place I call home.
#Jason Todd Memorial case#poem#angst#Bruce Wayne is a good parent#well he ties to be#Jason Todd#red hood#red robin#dc robin#batman#dc#dc universe#batfamily#dick grayson#tim drake#welcome to my continued process with expressing my feelings#my therapist would be so proud#grief is a funny thing
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They also drew me a wonderful drawing of Wally in a fusion of Honey Lemon and his Kid Flash Costume. So cute in the skirt.
I have received my first Fan Art for my Young Justice!Big hero 6 au that I wrote. LOOK at baby Damain and Nightwing!Baymax. (my friend the Artist has asked to stay anonymous)
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I have received my first Fan Art for my Young Justice!Big hero 6 au that I wrote. LOOK at baby Damain and Nightwing!Baymax. (my friend the Artist has asked to stay anonymous)
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Wes Weston's parents, concerned for their sons mental health, move to the Kansas countryside.
And after the first day there, he is absolutely convinced that the Kent's dear son who lives in Metropolis is Superman.
He helped them move in, and Wes clocked him in an instant.
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Trigons Backup Plan
So! Trigon knew from the moment his Daughter was taken in by the Monks of Azarath that it would be difficult to turn her to his will. He wasn't stupid, he knew just how hard it would be to make his daughter turn on everything she has ever known in her (very short) life.
He can't really blame her, even he believed that indiscriminate mass murder was wrong until his mid-200's, he just needs to wait for her to grow out of it.
But until then he still needs a way into the DC Universe. And if his daughter wouldn't help, then he could always just make a 2nd one.
So, he searches and eventually finds a Couple of Scientists who seem to be good targets. They are researching Magic and Ghosts, so he makes a Demonic Pact with them. He will give them the secrets needed to complete their Research, and in exchange all he asks is that they help him bare a child.
They agree, and Danny Fenton is born.
Danny was supposed to become a Hellmouth when he turned 16, unlocking his Demonic Powers and opening the way for Trigon to enter the DC Universe so he could conquer it.
Instead he managed to get himself killed at 14. Then he managed to come back to life as a Halfa, he got himself adopted by Clockwork, and he usurped the Throne of the Infinite Realms in the span of 1 year, therefore putting himself on the same level as his Father on the cosmic scale.
So there goes his Backup Plan.
Dammit.
...
Meanwhile Raven is panicking. She had been messing around with her Friends when they asked about the Spells she could do, and she off-handedly mentioned that she could cast Family Tracking Spells.
One thing led to another, and they all wanted to know if they had secret family. Then they asked if she wanted to try as well, and for some reason she agreed.
And long story short, she has a little brother somehow. A little brother who is only a few weeks away from turning 16, who doesn't know the Azarathian Spells she learned to prevent his own transformation into a Hellmouth.
Oh shit...
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