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reigningmax · 7 months
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How am I meant to move on from Max and P’s very clear bed time routine of “good night P, see you tomorrow” and lil cheek kissies. How.
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luvbug724 · 3 months
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i don’t care if jean isn’t canonically catholic. when i’m done with him he will be.
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bohemian-nights · 9 months
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What do you think we would`ve seen in canon had Rhaena/Aemond or Baela/Aemond been canon?
For Rhaena and Aemond probably a Romeo and Juliet situation. Tragic and doomed from the start if everything else stays the same during the Dance besides Rhaemond falling in love with each other.
I could see Aemond and Rhaena meeting and forming a secret attachment during her visit to the capital. When Rhaena travels to Vale after the Dance breaks out, en route Aemond swoops in and kidnaps Rhaena(I don’t think she’d willingly leave her family, but I don’t think she’d leave him once she’s with him).
Now because Rhaena is a highborn girl and his cousin he’s taking her back to Kings Landing with him and marrying her in front of witnesses(Otto would want to use her as a hostage, but Aemond shuts that down).
When he goes to the Riverlands he either sends her away to Oldtown or he keeps her in KL with his mother(I imagine that when the Blacks take the capital Rhaena probably has guards around the clock that way Aemond doesn't try to sneak her out). In this scenario, Aemond still dies and if Rhaena falls pregnant she probably loses the baby 😬(but if she's at Oldtown don't worry guys Garmund will comfort her).
If it's a situation where the Dance for some reason doesn’t break out(Viserys would have to not be oblivious) I could see Aemond doing something to force Daemon's hand that way he has to go along with their union. He eventually comes along, but there is an uphill battle. In this scenario, Rhaemond get their happy ending and Aemond is given a lordship of his own to pass down to his and Rhaena’s children.
As far as Baela and Aemond go, I honestly can’t picture it. Like they just don’t mesh at all IMO(sorry to any shippers out there I’m just not seeing it 🤷🏽‍♀️). Baela and Aegon on the other hand have delicious potential 👀🔥
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potatoobsessed999 · 2 years
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Furthering my Lucy is asexual agenda with today’s entry bc like! I’ve seen a couple posts comparing her experience to Jonathan’s trance when Drac’s roomies tried to eat him, and it IS like that, BUT without the slightest element of sexual attraction! Tbf I’m sure she’d downplay any such element when talking to Mina, but the thing is that it isn’t even downplayed, it’s just not there! And that’s such a central feature of how Jonathan experienced his trance that I think its lack here is quite notable.
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quietwingsinthesky · 2 months
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Drabble 84/366 - Doctor Who
This has never been a problem before, but then, the Doctor has never had a companion whose legs were so tiny.
One moment, Amelia is on his heels. The next, he looks back to see her at the end of the hallway. His screwdriver is in one hand, unlocking the door, but she won’t make it.
The Doctor careens back down the hall, screwdriver between his teeth as he scoops her up, and runs.
A bolt of energy clips his ear. He tucks Amelia’s head down.
“You need longer limbs,” he tells her, “or heelys.” Amelia, safe and sound, laughs.
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compacflt · 10 months
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I love your interpretation of Mav and Ice. I love how realistic they both feel because well, they're white men in the Navy starting in the 80s. What it does make me wonder about Carole? I know you don't write for her but your analysis of Top Gun itself just made me wonder about her. Like whether she was a traditional military wife or just kinda met Goose and fell into it. Did Goose's death and the period between his death and her's change anything? Did it make her more skeptical of the military because of the cause of Goose's death or was her asking Mav to not let Bradley fly purely out of her hurt for Goose's death and not a moral/political thing also. PS. I read your Slider fic and absolutely adored it
well… i think any attempt to flesh out Carole’s character is gonna be completely based on conjecture, because we’re not given more than “slightly naive Christian woman who doesn’t always say exactly the right thing.”
But I think it’s helpful to remember where she fits into the narrative at large, and why: Carole Bradshaw is the villain of the Top Gun franchise. Top Gun is her villain origin story.
The rhetorical purpose of the top gun franchise is: to make money, obv, AND to get people to join the navy. (to what extent it’s successful at achieving that latter goal is the topic of a different post… im certainly not the first to say it’s pretty easy to find an antimilitary reading of TG.) but if top gun is aiming to portray the navy as someplace you want to be, and someplace where you have to earn a spot to be (as I keep repeating over the last couple weeks, it’s all about honor), then Carole Bradshaw becomes the villain of the recruiting story of Top Gun: Maverick, because she (momentarily) prevented her son from joining the navy with the honor he thought he deserved, and she is to blame for the emotional through line of the entire movie. Thank God! we don’t have to blame maverick for fucking up and preventing Bradley from achieving his Dream Of Working As A US Military Contractor! we can blame his dead mom instead, so that maverick is still a good guy whom we, a moderately-conservative pro-navy target audience (🤑), can still root for & pay money to see.
so yeah narratively speaking she’s just a scapegoat. She has no agency in the story whatsoever, she’s only an object to receive blame. any backstory/reasoning/character we invent for her doesn’t really matter. It doesn’t really matter WHY she does it—whether she hates the military or not, narratively speaking we have to blame her just the same either way—it just matters that she does it. and then she has to immediately die so she can’t explain herself and maverick has to self-sacrificially take the blame. Because otherwise the plot of TGM wouldn’t happen, which would not achieve the rhetorical goals of making a bunch of money and getting kids to sign up for the navy.
#always a treat to remember that the target audience of tgm is republican dads of teenage boys#i only watched top gun bc i (teenager) was forced to by my formerly republican dad#i saw ur Carole post & i actually think she was fridged.#in case you couldn’t tell i am a little pissed about it.#very rarely are side characters just characters. everyone (paramount pictures and me included) has an axe to grind.#thanks for the ask glad you liked slider! It’s my favorite thing I’ve written for the fandom so im glad#top gun maverick#top gun#carole bradshaw#asks#pete maverick mitchell#* pissed about the fridging not about your post. i liked your post#she is killed not to strengthen the emotional throughline of the story but#solely to further TGM’s pro-navy pro-recruitment agenda and absolve the male MC of guilt.#that is the purpose of her death & her character at large in the franchise#sooooooo imo it doesn’t really matter what her outlook is/was#she’s the villain#and also part of joining the navy/having family members in the AFUSA is accepting the risk. esp if ur husband is an aviator there is so#much risk involved independent of enemies etc. people die flying all the fuckin time. she would’ve had to accept that#the fact that she doesn’t accept that is what makes her an anti patriotic villain etc etc#and remember she TOLD maverick GOOSE would’ve accepted the risk ‘he would’ve flown anyway’#again she is incredibly out of character in TGM (as is Mav) re: papers pulling & its all to serve this rhetorical goal
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summers0n · 2 years
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ok BUT LISTEN…shannon’s last words were not to trust anyone. Obviously. there’s this goober. right. right…
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but it was a really early reveal and tbh it’s hard to feel the betrayal of being backstabbed when it was more of a…front stab (he wasn’t subtle you kinda saw it from a mile away).
But then…i was thinking…
who doesn’t…
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have any real…
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reason to…
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go rouge…?
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and it’s really interesting how everyone’s names have a significant meaning to their role. Ava/Eve, Beatrice/St. Beatrice, Mary/bitter, Lilith/demon lilith. i wonder what camila’s name mea-
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but -
i mean - haha
it’s not like she may or may not have been foreshadowed SPYING on Ava FOR vincent or anything!!🤪
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To be clear, i don’t think Camilla is evil. more likely than not if she does turn against the team it’s gonna be possession. but i can just FEEL it she’s gonna be important😮‍💨
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msfcatlover · 1 year
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So the Joker’s little “BANG!” guns can launch that flag pole out with potentially lethal force (at least, according to Batman Beyond). Which very much seems like the sort of thing he’d do—it’s a double punchline.
Why does no one ever just pull the trigger twice?
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kingdom-dance · 2 years
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A million years later, but have the (completed?) Dad!Chase for Belated Father’s Day. It was cool of Niamh to take a break from saving the world to make him a tiny bff he can carry around like a loaf of bread.
Haven’s only and #1 DILF Thief-Lord belongs to Lena (@shepherds-of-haven) 💙💙
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dilf-draco · 9 months
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Fics I will never write: KING’S GAMBIT
King’s Gambit is a short canon compliant fic following Crowley through his last few days leading up to his eventual suicide. Nearly eaten alive by loneliness and self-loathing, the king of hell reflects on the past and tries to envision a future. When he ends up sitting alone in the bunker bandaging his stabbed-through hand, he makes a decision—only to be surprised by a visit from the new Death, who brings with them a peculiar proposition: a simple game of chess to decide his fate. Dark character study with themes of suicide, depression, social isolation, and unrequited love. Gen with minor past Crowstiel and unrequited DrowIey.
#Sorry for obsessing over the miserable end they wrote for this character. As if it’s my fault#Crowley spn#Tw suicide#Fics I will never write#Billie and Crowley brotp agenda#My posts#This would not have a happy ending unfortunately#Because I really need to like. Channel my Crowley feelings into proper words#The chess game is inspired by The Seventh Seal which is an old movie where a guy plays chess against Death to see whether he lives or dies#Except in this fic it would be reversed—if Crowley loses to Billie he has to live. Or something. Honestly I’m still thinking it out#In any case I love the image of Billie and Crowley having a deep conversation about life and death over a chessboard#It’s interesting because I hc that Billie and Crowley were lifelong friends while she was a reaper#But as Death she now has a responsibility not to directly interfere. At the same time she doesn’t want her old friend to kill himself#She reaped his soul the first time he did that and that was literally how they met. It’s not how she’d want them to end too#And like if she can tell DW to keep living I’m sure it wouldn’t be ooc for her to encourage her friend to keep living too#And being like “ok you want to kill yourself but I’m not letting you do anything unless you beat me in chess”#And not only is she VERY good at chess but she can use the time spent in the game to try and talk him down#I just also really like the idea of the literal embodiment of death trying to save a life like. Oughh you know#It’s just that she would ultimately have to leave it up to Crowley. Especially since he is technically already dead#and not beholden to the soul reaping system anymore.#It would be difficult for her in a subtle way
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no1ryomafan · 3 months
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Been having a lot of anxiety to share the getterxmegamanzx crossover idea I’m cooking up due to a load of factors-that I won’t get into unless someone asks-but one thing that I’m trying to remind myself is “of all the things I could’ve crossed over getter with that isn’t a mecha, this is better than if it was something mainstream”
Because if I was more obsessed with mainstream media I absolutely could crossover this over with undertale/deltarune and everyone would fucking kill me especially because I would find a way to make it scarily work
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nope-body · 6 months
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dutybcrne · 7 months
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Okok but
Sigewinne & Wriothesley, but enemies to friends arc in their first meeting
#☆ ┆ ( .ooc. );#//Wrios getting peeved at her hunting him down every time he gets hurt bc he assumed the treatment would cost him coupons he doesn’t ha#//Why would she even CARE abt him; clearly there’s a hidden agenda goin on for her to be so determined. & he will NOT be indebted to her#//Sigewinne gettin real sick a’ this dude thinking he can handle himself just fine; it’s her fucken JOB to heal people goddammit#//How DARE he not take care of himself; the LEAST he could do is that much & REST a bit instead of PUSHING himself the way he does#//Then just spy-vs-spy each other for some time before she finall explodes & gives him a thorough yelling abt how worried he makes her#//And how much she’d hate to see him render himself completely unable to work bc he keeps pushing his muscles and body to unhealthy limits#//All for what? Not wanting to get treated? WHY. WHY WOULD HE DO THAT TO HIMSELF? GUILT?? PROTEST??? WHY?!#//And it’s THEN that it hits him; mildly spooked by the fact that a melusine CAN lose their chill; that she genuinely wanted to help#//Not to get him in her debt; but bc that’s just who she IS#//She would sneak him so many free meals while in the infirmary. She does already to those who get there; but his are always the best one#//She's gotta help him keep his strength up; after all. Esp if he tries making credit coupons via fights#//Absolutely helps get tips for him by innocently asking the fighters & playing their egos in pretending to be a Big Fan & bribing#//Prolly accidentally taught Wrios a whole slew a new swears bc one does not work in a prison without picking up a few things#//Then damn near cried when she heard him say them later bc WHO TAUGHT YOU SUCH THINGS (she forgor)#//She prolly also gave him some of her own credit coupons since he mentioned why he avoided the infirmary; having offered to keep his safe#in her office so no one not even the guards can steal them; esp if being punished bc he's acted out any time recently. Eventually convincin#//Takes advantage of that by sneaking more into his stash; making sure it's enough to keep tiding him over; but not TOO much it's obvious#//The Instant Wrios mentioned taking out the head of the prison bc of how cruelly he ran things; she deffo agreed to help without hesitatio#//Bc it was smth HE wanted & bc she too felt the guy needed to be taken tf out ASAP#//Bonus if she'd made a previous passing mention of wanting to & Wrios decided to make it a reality bc She wanted it first#//As a thanks for taking care of him all those years#//Shit; this got too long kjsbdg#//Might as well make it a fic#//Anywho; creative bones are working again; I see#//Idk; this was born out of me thinking how they became such good friends over the years; I can't imagine it was any easy esp on Wrios' sid#//So I will try to drafts#//If not; I will pop into inboxes with fresh ideas#//Or keep an eye out for opens on the dash
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yodeleyewho · 9 months
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Interesting convo abt Evan
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deadsetobsessions · 3 months
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Danny laid across his throne, legs planted across the left arm of the ornate chair and back pressed uncomfortably against the right.
"Listen," Danny started, letting his head flop to the side as he glared at a hovering Observant. "This meeting has wasted enough of my time. You all have been arguing for hours and that's without Clockwork slowing things down."
"Your Majesty, this is a matter of great importance. Belial means to overthrow and rule my-our world!"
"I am distinctly aware aware of that," Ancients, Danny couldn't wait to go home and rid himself of the formal speech he'd had to adopt in order to be taken seriously. Well, as seriously as he cared to be taken when sprawled across his throne instead of sitting on it intimidatingly or something. He slowly placed his gaze on the suddenly still demon sitting across from him. "Yet you've proposed fifteen different plans that were all unviable for whatever reasons you've cooked up. Your conclusion is that I must step in. Does your world not have heroes to take care of it?"
The demon- another lord of hell from this Belial’s universe- fell silent.
“Ah. But if they do, they would also take care of you.”
“No- no, that’s not-”
Danny allowed his voice to drop to the artic freeze he knew his core was capable of. "I opened these these doors to allow all of you to present me with reasonable concerns regarding your own universes and realms. What is not on the table for discussion is your petty politics. Do you think I am unaware of your intentions in tattling to me? That I do not know you are trying to use me to further your own position?"
"Your Majesty, I-" The demon growled out, fear slowly coating its expression.
"It no longer amuses me. You think that I am young and easy to manipulate." Danny froze the demon to its chair. It tried to break free, but Danny isn't the High King of the Infinite Realms for nothing. "Bring to me a miserable problem like this ever again, one that could be easily solved if you used even a smidgen of your intelligence, and you will find exactly how I tore Pariah Dark from his throne."
Not that Danny knew how he did it either, he just did it.
"Yes, Your Majesty. My-my apologies."
The room is dead (Danny patted himself on the back for the pun) silent. Some of the Ancients looked bored, like Clockwork who knew Danny would never hurt them, but everyone else looked close to crying. He held eye contact with the demon until it looked away.
When Danny settled back into the throne and allowed his ice to dissipate, the room let out a collective sigh of relief.
"The next item on the agenda is another demon, by the name of Trigon." Clockwork announced, the large piece of paper comically huge next to his currently toddler-like body.
"Another?"
He flicked an amused look at the previous demon, who kept his trap firmly shut.
"He is attempting to take over multiple worlds in an attempt to conquer the universe. I had thought you would be interested in this one, Your Majesty, as he plans to begin with Earth 135."
Danny stilled. That was his Earth. His haunt.
"Does he know of the Realms?"
"Vaguely, I believe."
"Then he should know the rules. I will wait to see if my Earth's heroes are capable to step to the task."
Danny would be a hypocrite if he doesn’t let the heroes of his Earth try first, even if he is one of those heroes.
"Of course," Clockwork grinned at him, fully aware of the shit Danny's about to stir back home. Ah, the wonders of being able to influence the time stream. Perhaps the young Ghost King will finally get some friends, and maybe get those pesky speedsters to stop making his jobs so hard. Cujo yipped at Danny as the King begrudgingly moved onto the next topic.
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Raven shuddered as she watched the footage of her "brothers" laughing while steering their human "meatbags" around. She turned back to the giant circle of donated blood and herb filled candles.
“This is a nuclear option, don’t you think?” Green Arrow mumbled, clearly not against it by the half hearted way he’d said it. The Star City billionaire nursed his cracked ribs.
“No,” she floated over to where Zatanna and Constantine kneeled, trying to see if they needed help with the inscriptions. “Trigon is coming soon, and my brothers will no doubt find their way here in a moment. We are out of time.”
“Yeah. Plus, we don’t want Raven to be turned into a portal.” Garfield piped up, switching animal forms rapidly.
“No one dies.” Red Robin muttered. His wrist computer was open, monitoring the surroundings of the open field they found themselves uneasily occupying. Batman grunted in affirmation, eyeing the tree line. Every hero except the magical ones were on look out, preparing themselves for one more battle against the two demons that were trying to take Raven and force her into becoming a portal.
“Hey guys, we might want to hurrythisupbecausethey’re kind of close!” Impulse slammed into the room.
“Done.” Zatanna got up, motioning for everyone to step back. In Superman’s case, he floated back.
“Too bad you won’t get to use it,” a voice drawled, dripping with malice and the screams of a thousand souls.
“Come now, little sister. Why fight fate? Be grateful father has deigned to spare you. If not for your dirty blood being useful, you would be dead, little sister. Give up, before our patience runs out alongside the lives of your little pets.” Another, mocking, voice gleefully rumbled.
Raven would rather gouge out her own heart than to claim these two as any type of family.
“You won’t touch them.” Raven snarled, powers rising even as the marks on her body burned a painful red.
“Buy us some time!”
With that, the group of beaten and battered heroes rose to clash against just two demons, for a chance to save their world.
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The Circle crackled. Danny felt a tug on his core. He followed the thread of the summoning. Oh. It was his haunt. Earth 135. Hm. It tasted of blood. Desperation? A hint of anticipation. Oh, an overload of fear. Could use some more hope, but Danny understood that it was rather hard to season these kinds of summonings with hope.
“Stop.” Danny commanded, straightening in his chair.
“Sire, we have more-”
“There is an issue with my haunt,” with that, he followed the summons.
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“Ugh,” was the first thing everybody on the frozen battlefield heard. The demons had smacked away many of the heroes, but they all turned as one when the circle lit up a bright green. “Why do you people always use blood? I’m dead, I don’t need any more iron!”
A boy
Raven’s eldest brother let out a hideous rumble. “You fools tried to summon the king, and you got a dead boy. And now, you’ve doomed another.”
Constantine looked resigned, and regretful. “I am so, so sorry,” he whispered. It was just a kid. John might be a lot of things, but even he found summoning dead kids for demons to devour was just a step too far. “Shite, we got the wrong fucking-”
“Hey, man, that’s rude,” the boy snapped back, waving John off.
“Brother, kill the whelp.”
“I vote on not killing the whelp. Not killing at all, really,” the boy stepped out of the massive blood circle, wrinkling his nose at the drying stains.
“This is not one of your pesky democracies, fool.”
In response, the demons lunged at him, ignoring the screams of the surrounding heroes as they shoved their human arms through the boy’s stomach.
“So,” the boy continues, “I heard your dad was after my haunt?”
“Your haunt, whelp? This earth shall be his! And through him, ours!” Raven slammed against the demons with her power, shadows enlarging and tossing them away from the unharmed… ghost boy?
“Is it?”
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Wow, these demons are so rude. Normally, it’d be a breath of fresh air compared to the stuffy halls of his throne room. But since they’re attacking his haunt…
“Thanks. You’re… Raven, right?”
Raven nodded, arms outstretched in concentration as she held her brothers back.
“You have to go. We’re- we’re sorry you got pulled into this, but it’s not safe here.”
“Eh. It’s cool. You don’t have to do that anymore, by the way.” Danny stepped forward once more, green skin shifting and gliding as everything about him sharpened. He flew at the demons piloting the human shells, catching them around the necks and dragging the demons out of their stolen bodies. The threw them even further away as he floated in the air, a beacon of green and white. Raven thought it looked like hope.
“My name is Phantom, the High King of the Infinite Realms,” let it be known that Danny always had an eye for dramatic entrances. He shifted into something more off, more eldritch, more kingly. The crown flared to life above his head. “You have invaded my haunt. You have challenged me. What do you plead?”
“You’re not-” they said.
“Wrong answer,” Danny flew at them once more, body contorting into something undeniably terrorizing, his maw unhinging and crunching down on the demons with a sound that made the present heroes cringe.
“Ugh,” Danny grunted, turning back and floating peacefully to the group of heroes- Tucker and Sam would be so stoked he met Wonder Woman and Batman!- and chewed rapidly. He shifted back into his normal form. “Eating demons always leaves me with indigestion. And their bones get everywhere up in my teeth!” Danny pulled out a giant femur looking bone from his mouth, despite it not logically fitting in there.
“Right. No eating demons, solid life advice.” Red Robin said.
“Right? So, you’re Raven! It’s nice to meet you! Think you can summon your dear ol’ dad for me?”
“But we summoned you to stop Trigon, not help him come here.” Superman said, frowning.
“One! That summoning circle is wack. Those things you piled up as offerings? Mid. Also, if you thought you could control me with those terribly written spells, you’re dead wrong. And yes, I am making puns about death.” Danny jabs an aggressive finger towards the shabby circle.
“Have you considered that maybe not every being that can be summoned wants a shit ton of useless blood? Like what if I wanted food? And two, how am I supposed to beat up Trigon if he’s still stuck in the prison realm?”
“I have a cup of coffee,” Nightwing offered. “Kid Flash could probably get you food, right?”
“Yep, surethinganythingyouwantyourMajesty.”
“You wouldn’t catch me alive accepting food from a speedster. You people fuck up the timelines so much,” Danny grumbled, crunching on the last of Raven’s brothers. Raven thought she should probably sit down.
“But you’re dead.” Batman said, something about his voice catching the sharp attention of his protégés who all started making cutting motions at him.
“Fair,” Danny pointed at him, grinning. “I’ll take two pizza and Nightwing’s coffee as payment for taking care of your little demon overlord problem. Raven, summon your dad.”
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Didn’t much like the characterization of this piece but it’s been in my drafts for a while and I needed it out
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