Dathomir Daily
Vīn’jo’thren’sk (Firstborn)
A term used to refer to the first representatives of the Dathomiri people. There were two. A father and a daughter, nigh inseparable to the point that a word was applied to mean them both, one entity. Together, they destroyed the one holding the planet captive. And together, they worked to transform Dathomir into a place for all Dathomiri to live safely and peacefully. Free of oppression and exploitation.
E’rros Drak’Ē, The King with the Living Crown, and Cwensūtēn Fo’gorr’ī, the Mother of Rancors.
Their view of the Force was simple: the Dark is not always evil and the Light is not always good. There is Balance, there is strength. Pain is no friend but it is useful. Fire is a weapon but it is safety. Metal is the blade and the shield. All those who follow their their way take up their name.
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pls dad astarion i beg of you
as much as i really want to i don’t know how much sense it makes, so for now let’s just be unserious
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A Persuasive Argument - dpxdc
"Great!" Danny says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. The dinner table falls silent as everyone looks towards him. It's a full house today and, honestly, Danny's a little nervous. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I gathered you here today."
"It's dinnertime. In our house." Duke mutters, while doing a very bad job of concealing his yawn. He holds his fork poised over the braised beef, but, just like everyone else, still looks towards Danny before tucking in. It's intriguing enough to wait.
"Yeah, no one misses Alfie's dinner." Dick says, with a brilliant smile that Danny can't help but return.
"Precisely! What better time to talk to you all than when you're all actually here!"
"Wait, I thought you came round to work on our English essays?" Tim asks, blinking owlishly.
"I'm afraid I've lured you here under false pretences, Tim."
"This is where I live."
"I would still really appreciate help on that essay though, I mean, what the hell is Hamlet even about? I just don't get that old time-y language, like 'Hark! A ghost hath killed me!' - absolute rubbish, what does that even mean?"
"The ghost never kills anyone in Hamlet, he's there to tell Hamlet that he was murdered. Have you actually read it?"
"No, but it sounds like you have. Tim, I want this guy to help me with my essay instead. I know for a fact that you haven't read Hamlet, either."
"So? We don't need Jason, I've read the Sparknotes."
"Hi Jason, I'm Danny, pleasure to meet you, summarise Hamlet in three sentences or less."
"Am I auditioning to help you write your essays? I can't believe you’ve gone through your whole school life without reading it, it’s good!"
"Hamlet, along with a number of other classics, was banned in our house because it portrayed ghosts as intelligent and sympathetic beings rather than evil, animalistic beasts. I didn’t even get to see The Muppet's Christmas Carol until last year with Tim! It was surprisingly good, and I hate Christmas because everyone always argued and it sucked. But we're getting off topic. I—"
"No, no, please go back to that, because what the fu—"
"Boys, please." Bruce interrupts, looking to the world as if he wants to hang his head in his hands. "Danny, you were about to say something?"
"Oh, yeah, Mr. Wayne! Thanks!"
"Please, call me Bruce."
"Well, that very succinctly brings me to my point, because I'd actually really like to call you dad."
Nobody says a word. Nobody even blinks, all as shocked as the other, watching open-mouthed as Danny pulls his laptop out from beside his chair. Bruce can definitely feel a headache coming on.
"Before you say anything, I've prepared a 69 slide PowerPoint presentation on why you, Bruce Wayne, should adopt me, Danny Last-Name-Pending. Please save your questions, comments, and verdict until the end, thank you."
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Danny has too much on his plate to care about anything past paperwork and schoolwork, so he shoves the weird shit onto Tucker and Sam.
And Tucker and Sam, upon realizing that Danny can be summoned at any time, decide to fuck around.
Now, if anyone wants to summon the High King of the Infinite Realms, they have to say the entire chant in UwU.
But if they're doing it on a Thursday, it has to be in OwO.
BUT if they're doing it on the fifteeth of any month it has to be in pig latin.
If the Fifteen falls on a Thursday, pig latin in esperanto.
If the fifteenth falls on a Wednesday, then it has to be in interpretive dance.
The offerings are the following;
Monday; Pot Roast
Tuesday; case of soda
Wednesday; $30,000
Thursday; Pizza coupons
Friday; cheese
Saturday; cars
Sunday; the most up to date hand built computer
if any of these days is the fifteenth, the offering must be one of the ones mentioned above and also some cool bones.
All offerings must be performed in the ceremonial garb of dressing up as a being from another wor-cosplay. it's fucking cosplay.
As far as Sam and Tucker are concerned, job done. It's so weirdly specific and offputting that no one will summon Danny.
Danny, on the other hand, manages to get summoned by some weird blond guy speaking in OwO, dressed as a catgirl from some anime, in a circle made of pizza coupons.
The cosplayers look just as shocked to see him.
Meanwhile, Bruce is getting frantic calls from Tim that GothCon (some Anime Convention held in Gotham every year) is currently playing host to some sort of interdimensional being.
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Phantom home alone
A/N: I blame having read a couple of post of the batkids doing that. And my brain went, let's have Danny do that too! I am sure someone might have thought of that already tho...
Danny clutched the screw driver in his head and looked proudly at what he had build on a short noticed. Sure Tucker had notified him that someone was looking into his person, but he had not thought that whoever that was would come snooping around his home this soon. Espacially when he was supposed to be on a home visit to his parents that he had to cancel last minute for a collage project.
Well, it's too bad for those who are trying to sneak into his home. Danny was the son of a pair of the most inventive and creative inventors of Amity that made laser blasters out of toasters. Additionally he was a half ghost with a large variety of powers as well as someone who had the definition of mischief as daughter/sister.
Besides, he always wanted to get his own chance on doing his own version of home alone. His parents security system just never let him do that. That reminded him, should he see if he can bring to live and convince the hotdogs in his fridge to fight with him?
The Bats and Birds just wanted to make sure that this new kid in Tim's college classes was not as suspicious as he appeared to be. Really, if that kid hadn't off handedly commented about the basic components of fear gas while in Tim's presence he might never have gotten onto their radar.
Of course, as paranoid as they were, they had to scoop out the teens' place when they knew he wasn't around. They did not expect the apartment to fight back. And are those hotdogs wielding forks and knives as weapons?!
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Wrong Number AU
"I SWEAR TUCKER IF I HAVE TO DEAL WITH THE "I WANNA END YOUR DAD, MARRY YOUR MOM, AND TURN YOU INTO MY EVIL STEPSON/HEIR AND IF YOU DONT IM JUST GONNA TRY CLONING YOU ONCE MORE" FRUITLOOP AGAIN FOR A SECOND TIME THIS WEEK I AM GOING TO LET MY ROUGES END ME, DONT CARE WHO, JUST GONNA LET THEM FINISH WHAT THE PORTAL ACCIDENT STARTED"
-sent by Unknown Number
When Jason Todd woke up that morning to check his texts. He wasn't expecting this.
When Danny sent that rant text to what he thought was Tuckers number (his old phone got smashed in a recent ghost fight, Sam gave him a new one she wasn't using, and Tucker was out of town for a while so he couldn't help Danny transfer his data yet) he wasn't expecting a rather cyptic response
"Wrong number kid. But just for my own curiosity and concern, who is and where can I find this Fruitloop? I just wanna have a chat with him."
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The conspirators should’ve eaten Caesar. Knelt around him, hands bathed in his blood, daggers forgotten after they’ve served their lethal purpose. Eyes wild with the horror and exhilaration of what they’ve just done. They should’ve tore him to pieces with their bare hands and eaten him raw and bloody and presented his head as that of a panther. Tbh.
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yes tim parasocial relationshiping his way into the batfam is objectively funny but also he was so determined to help and bruce did NOT treat him well and he was just there sacrificing his childhood to stop a grown man from running himself into the ground and bringing gotham with him. Like he was TEENSY and SMALL. a baby. And he saw someone he's idolised for years hurting and going out of control and the only thing he thought was to force him to get better, never mind Tim's well-being. I just don't think people consider that he was so young and was treated so badly in Bruce's grief enough. That's a BABY sir. AN INFANT. maybe a toddler if you stretch it
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i know im always saying this but i fully believe that coronabeth wanted to fuck palamedes. at least a little bit. like she saw this scrawny lanky tall nerd and thought to herself, yeah id blow him. yeah id be down.
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He should go to a build-a-bear workshop. He deserves a plushie friend.
Build a Bear, Some Mall Infested With Children
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I understand that literature nerd Jason Todd is kind of overblown in fanon compared to it's actual presence in canon (a few issues during his pre (and post?)crisis Robin tenure that highlight it) BUT consider that I think it's hilarious if the unhinged gun toting criminal has strong opinions on poetry
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RIP Naberius Tern you would have loved I’m Just Ken from the Barbie (2023) soundtrack
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more dreamling dad au bc thats just what i do now apparently
i like lazy afternoon naps and so do our boys
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Damian, wearing an extremely worn out black shirt with a faded red logo on it: [looking smug]
Dick: What's got you looking so happy, Dami?
Damian: [still smug] I stole this shirt from Cassandra, meaning I've gotten even with her for stealing my hoodie
Cass: That's not mine, I stole it from Jason :D You're still behind, baby brother
Jason: Oh, that's not mine either. I stole it from blondie
Steph: Yeah, I'm pretty sure that was Tim's originally...
Everyone: ...
Damian: [panicking] Wait-
Everyone, smiling evilly: Oh my god
Damian: No, no, you don't know for sure-
Tim: [walking in] okay, so Bernard has this crazy theory that- uh- that- uh...?
Damian: [trying to act casual]
Tim: Dames?
Damian: [trying to go invisible]
Tim: Why are you wearing Kon's old-
Damian: [trying to rip the shirt off and set it on fire simultaneously] wHat sHiRt????!
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