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yournewmisstress · 19 days

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This!!! That’s could be a reason as to why Damian is so continuously antagonistic to Tim! But I have more thoughts now!!!!

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“Todd how do you not find it distasteful?”

Jason looked up from his book at the kid who hadn’t even looked at him since arriving, “what do I not find ‘distasteful’?”

“How this farce of a ‘family’ treats the memory of the dead? You may have been resurrected, but their disrespect of your past even still is heinous.”

Marking the page and setting the book down on his lap, Jason took a deep breath willing the Lazarus pit to the back of his head. What ever bothered the kid so much to come to him out of anyone in the manor must mean something, “What are you on about kid?”

“Drake,” Damian spat like it was nasty on his toung, “ spoke of you as if you were some usurper to the greatness of Grayson, that you were a horrible Robin. How Father,” he spoke the title with the same amount of venom, “acted as if you were some delinquent he was forced to leash, who died during an attempt on your life at the hands of your birth mother and a mad man. How they treat you death as temporary it may have been as your fault for being a failure instead of…” Damian paused.

If Jason didn’t know how prideful Damian was how closed off he was he would think Damian was holding back tears.

“Instead of a child trusting his mother to do right by him.”

Oh shit those were tears. Damian and him had hardly interacted for the month Damian was here. What made Damian care so much about someone he didn’t know… unless it wasn’t about Jason or at least not entirely.

Trying to sound as soft and understanding as he could Jason asked, “Damian what is this really about? You were raised by Ra’s and Talia I doubt they taught you about respecting the dead. So what are you actually talking about?”

Damian seemed to pause emotions flickering across his face as he thought about what he was going to say.

“Swear on your life that what I say will never be told to anyone else.”

Well not what Jason was expecting but like hell he was gonna discourage the kid from actually expressing himself. “I swear on my life Damian, nothing will leave this room and it’ll stay between us.”

Damian nodded and stiffly took a seat on an armchair near the couch Jason was sitting on.

It took Damian a moment to start speaking, in a quiet voice so different from the one he used as he declared himself the blood son, “I had a twin brother-“

No other sentece could metaphorically knock Jason on his ass like that one did.

“-the two of us were given the honor of watching grandfather rejuvenate himself in the Lazarus Pit, mother… Danyal… and I were farther away from the pits incase grandfather resurfaced with madness. He came out screaming, he killed the servants at the edge of the pit then came at us. Guards attempted to pull the three of us back but grandfather already had Danyal by the throat. I tried to get to him but the guards held me back, and I watched. I watched as He held him up and choked him before slamming him the the floor. And began beating him.

“I don’t know how long it took for grandfather to stop. For Danyal to stop fighting back. And mother did nothing. Just watched with indifference. Grandfather left to clean himself of the blood. Mother put my brother in the pit to heal him. He sank into the water.

He didn’t come back out.”

Jason and Damian sat in silence.

“Grandfather said he was weak, that he couldn’t fight back against him was disgraceful, that the pit took as a sacrifice, so at least he was useful. Mother said he cared too much about his flights of fancy than training, that he was unfocused, and wouldn’t have survived much longer, he was a failure in every aspect and that I should be nothing like him.

“But he learned faster than I was. He was creative, solving problems quicker and in a different fashion each time, he loved the stars and we would climb to the rooftops together and he would tell me the stories of the stars, he gave scraps of meat to the vultures he encountered on the roofs. He knew more languages than I do. He could hide in the shadows better than anyone I knew, he killed without mercy but was never casually violent. In quiet moments he was gentle, gentle to the birds at are window, gentle with me. He excelled at everything he did and Mother wiped it all away, Grandfather said he was undeserving of the Al Ghul name.”

Jason connected the dots the way Bruce, Dick, and everyone else treated him and his death.

Only useful as a sacrifice to the pits.

A soldier to Batman’s crusade.

Jason moved to crouch in front of where Damian sat. Telegraphing his movements as he pulled Damian into his lap.

“Your brother, Danyal, right? He sounds wonderful.”

Damian sobbed, a quiet strangled sound proceeded by ugly wet ones into Jason’s chest.

Damian was afraid that the rest of the bats would do the same thing that Ra’s and Talia did, the something the bats did to Jason.

“Thank you for telling me Damian. I won’t tell anyone about Danyal but if you ever want to talk about him more I would be honored to listen.”

In the Danny is Damian’s brother trope what if instead of Damian not telling the family about Danny wasn’t because of grief or shame or any of the more commonly used reasons for his silence. What if it was because he heard about how his father talked about Jason after his death, focusing and exaggerating the negative. That he was violent, angry, never listened to orders but in some iterations and popular fanon is that Jason was a cheerful and studious Robin.

What if while compiling info and researching the former robins during his tumultuous introduction he saw what kind of robin Jason was, good with kids and victims. Talking about his favorite books while on patrol and similar. Reminding Damian of his most Beloved brother.

Then he finds out about how Bruce talked about Jason after he died. Using him as an example as what not to do, erasing his good traits and just using him as a cautionary tale of what happens when you don’t follow orders. Just like what Ra’s said about Danny.

So he didn’t tell the family, not out of guilt or grief. But because his father stripped away Jason’s positive traits after death, the son he chose, adopted and loved. Who when he failed because he was a child led astray by his mother. What would he do to his brother, who loved the stars and excelled in stealth, who was quite in his kills but had no lust for killing.

Whether or not Bruce would do this to Danny’s memory doesn’t matter. B’s actions are gonna affect how Damian views his father even years after the initial actions. Because Damian will protect his brothers memory from being twisted even by their father.

#twins au #damian wayne #jason todd #robin jason todd #dpxdc #danny and damian are twins #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc #dcxdp #maybe ooc Jason #but I want them to bond goddamit #let Jason be a good brother #good brother Jason Todd

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yournewmisstress · 20 days

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In the Danny is Damian’s brother trope what if instead of Damian not telling the family about Danny wasn’t because of grief or shame or any of the more commonly used reasons for his silence. What if it was because he heard about how his father talked about Jason after his death, focusing and exaggerating the negative. That he was violent, angry, never listened to orders but in some iterations and popular fanon is that Jason was a cheerful and studious Robin.

What if while compiling info and researching the former robins during his tumultuous introduction he saw what kind of robin Jason was, good with kids and victims. Talking about his favorite books while on patrol and similar. Reminding Damian of his most Beloved brother.

Then he finds out about how Bruce talked about Jason after he died. Using him as an example as what not to do, erasing his good traits and just using him as a cautionary tale of what happens when you don’t follow orders. Just like what Ra’s said about Danny.

So he didn’t tell the family, not out of guilt or grief. But because his father stripped away Jason’s positive traits after death, the son he chose, adopted and loved. Who when he failed because he was a child led astray by his mother. What would he do to his brother, who loved the stars and excelled in stealth, who was quite in his kills but had no lust for killing.

Whether or not Bruce would do this to Danny’s memory doesn’t matter. B’s actions are gonna affect how Damian views his father even years after the initial actions. Because Damian will protect his brothers memory from being twisted even by their father.

#danny and damian are twins #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc #dcxdp #dpjl #danny phantom crossover #angst #Bruce is not trusted by his son and this causes issues #maybe Danny died during a failed mission #or ra’s didn’t want two heirs #the Lazarus pit stole Danny’s body and dropped it on the outskirts of amity park

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yournewmisstress · 1 year

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DP x DC Prompt #1

Danny's halfa status gets discovered by his parents and they go full trigger-happy on him. He barely manages to escape, but he is severly wounded still. He's sixteen.

Dani (or Elle or however you wanna call her) finds him by chance (oh nononono Clockwork had nothing to do with this, wink wink) and yoinks him up to bring him somewhere safe. She's a little distracted, so she doesn't notice when she runs -or, well, flies- into a house. Literally. (nop definitely not Clocky's fault)

John Constantine nearly has a heart attack when two fucking ectoplasmic ghosts, the most solid, most radioactive, strongest, most destructive fucking ghosts crash through his window and land right in front of him. For some reason, the House of Mistery hasn't even cursed them despite being uninvited. He's like "welp, guess I'll die, but I ain't going down without a fight" until Dani starts crying and begging for him to help her brother. Then he's panicking because holy fuck these are kids, there's a bleeding dead child in his house.

Then Dani de-transforms and Danny's trandformation breaks as he falls unconcious and holy fuck now there's two very alive kids who used to be dead like, a minute ago and fucking shit that's a lot of blood.

So Constantine patches Danny up and Dani tells them they've got nowhere to go. She's a clone with noo family except for Danny and, well, his parents are the ones that almost make him go from half-dead to fully dead. On a whim, John decides fuck it and lets them stay at his house however long they need to. The House of Mistery is really fucking big after all nd it's already full of monsters and shit, what's two more ghosts to haunt it?

So they spend time together. Shennanigans ensue and a pranking war or two happen at some point. Those fuckers cause him so much trouble he's sure if he hadn't tricked his way into inmortaality he would be getting gray hairs.

Then, at some point, the ghost siblings do something that's incredibly fucking stupid like open up a book of spells constantine hadn't taught them yet and going ballistic through the house, chasing monsters and playing with literal fire. He fixes whatever nonsense situation they'd gotten themselves in (since when was he the one to fix other people's problems?) and scolds them for being dumb and irresponsible when he hits that oh in italics moment and realizes oh shit, I'm a father now.

He scoops them both up in an embrace and tells them thay could have gotten hurt and they both go oh shit, we have a father now.

Basically their dinamic doesn't change, except Dani and Danny call him dad sometimes. They talk about life and death and dying when he finds out they don't have a grave, not even a cenotaph!

The Phantom duo hadn't really thought it was that important. Sure, they were half-dead, but not all the way, why would they need a grave? They didn't even have a body to bury!

But their dad, with his magic, makes them each a gravestone anyway. He puts their names in it, on Danny's he puts his date of birth and death when he was 14, and on Dani's he puts the day she was created and the day she fell through his window.

"Why that day?" she asks. "I was already dead then."

"You were born dead. The dates on a grave are to mark a person's journey and tell their tale. I put the day yoour journey started, and the day it enden, when you came here to rest."

And that was that. He put their graves on the house's prettiest spot on the garden. He placed flowers and lit up candles on them. He put protections on them so nothing would be able to harm them.

Danny and Dani felt lighter, as if a weight they didn't know they carried suddently lifted. Their bodies filled with warmth and love everytime their dad left flowers on their cenotaphs or they left them for each other. They were thankfull for them now.

Meanwhile, the JL and the JL Dark were both getting worried. Sure, Constantine was always sectretive and distant, but this was already excessive. He barely picked any calls, and when he did he barely talked and sounded incredibly tired (Dani and Danny's fault). When they had a meeting, he looked like death warmed over. Tired, disheveled and depressed (damn he missed the little shits, he couldn't wait until the meeting was over to get back home) and he always got a longing look every time he saw one of them with their protegés (he really misses his kids, damn he's got it bad for them). This has been going on for a few months and he's only getting worse.

So they ask to go visit him. Y'know, to go check on him. Just to see if he was okay. Constantine's annoyed but his kids convince him to let his friends visit him. They don't want to be seen by them (they're kinda scared of strangers) but they think their dad should hang out with his co-workers. It's not healthy to be cooped up in the house, even they get visits from Sam and Tucker!

So the JLD came to the House of Mistery. They were just catching up a bit when some magic fuckery happens and somehow they end up on the gardens outside the house (which is really just some grass and wildflowers John calls a garden). Constantine tells them to stay there untill he comes back from fixing whatever the fuck that was.

Of course, they don't stand still. They go fuck arround the "garden" while they wait for him to get back, and they come across two tombstones. Their blood runs cold when they read the names.

Daniel and Danielle Constantine.

Daniel had been dead for two years, but he was only fourteen. Danielle had been born a month or two after Daniel had, so whoever their mother was had been already pregnant when Daniel died. The girl, just two years old, had died very recently. She died just when Constantine had started to act strange.

Their friend was grieving his kids. Fuck, they didn't even know John was a father! Where was the mother? Was he married? Why didn't he tell them? Was the mother dead? Why wasn't she burried there, then? Had she left? Was their friend grieving alone?

They got back to where their companion told them to wait in. Now they understood why he didn't want them snooping arround. They decided to help their friend however they could.

Misunderstandings happen.

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yournewmisstress · 4 years

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jason: alright timmy it's time for your 60 seconds of nerd

y/n: what?

jason: tim gets 60 seconds a day to nerd out while i pretend to be interested it's surprisingly beneficial for both of us. go tim

tim:wellifyouthinkaboutiteverythingisprovablemathematicallysoessentiallyeverythingismathbutthatmeanstheresawayto *INTENSE DEEP BREATH* computeemotionslikewearealljustbinarycodehowcrazyisthathappinessisjustzerosandoneslikeokaygetthi-

jason: TIME

tim: thanks man, see ya tmr?

jason: of course little dude <3

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yournewmisstress · 4 years

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“Go on, buddy. Don’t be scared, be with your own kind.”

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yournewmisstress · 4 years

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Things the Batfam has absolutely done in quarantine

Dick has made them all do a full on High School Musical marathon. Tim helped him decorate the screening room with Wildcat colours and posters of Zac Efron everywhere (a la A Very Potter Musical).

Jason and Damian have created their own strange version of a book club. They sit in the library and read the same books at the same time, but they don't speak to each other while reading or about the books after the fact.

Tim has actually been able to sleep for more than four hours in a row since patrol is only limited to extreme emergencies (Arkham or Blackgate breakouts). He now goes to bed at midnight and sleeps until noon. He hasn't gotten out of his pyjamas since March.

Cass is spending her days bingeing Netflix with all of Damian's pets who have grown attached to her since she's always home with them now. Damian always ends up joining them since he wants to spend time with his pets (and his sister even if he won't admit it).

Alfred has become the king of all stress bakers. He's made everything he's always wanted to try but never got around to. Every week he makes a batch of chocolate chip cookies on top of all his other baking. Jason helps him out with this most of the time and the two of them are often found in the kitchen with Jason's Spotify playlist cranked up.

Dick has taken to doing gymnastics everywhere in the house to get out his energy. He's sliding down the bannister, doing back handsprings to go the bathroom when he gets off the couch, using the chandeliers to propel himself through the air, cartwheeling up and down the hallways of the manor. Basically, now that he's home full time, he's turned back into his sixteen year old self and he hates it.

Bruce is going insane. He's getting more and more gray hair and the salons are closed so he can't get it dyed. Being home with all of his children at once was something he had always wished for and now that it's his reality, he realises to be careful what he wishes for. The boys are fighting one minute and getting along the next, Dick is breaking the furniture everywhere he turns, he's actually sick of baked goods, and he's trying to help Damian with his homework and yelling "how can they change math?! It's math!"

Every day Tim thinks that he's finally going to be productive and get everything done that he didn't have time for. Every day Tim is proven wrong and the next thing he knows it's already midnight and too late to do anything anyway. Instead he finds himself rewatching his old favourite shows on Netflix from the very beginning.

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yournewmisstress · 6 years

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The radio active whale

ever wanted to know what your name might be if you were a villain using the common thematic structures of ridiculous DC villains?

wonder no more.

i am King Egg.

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yournewmisstress · 6 years

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Batman getting thrown under the bus by every single member of the Justice League

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yournewmisstress · 7 years

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Because speedsters like to be with their goth bfs

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yournewmisstress · 7 years

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It's so true it hurts..

DC comics be like:

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yournewmisstress · 7 years

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You are too late!

hi im here to ruin everything

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yournewmisstress · 7 years

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Is it bad that I read this a 1 in the morning when I have to get up a like 6?

Tim is basically "I Got NO Sleep Last Night" by CollegeHumor when talking to the rogues.

We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you one of the best asks I’ve ever received, and the result:

(Watch the original here)

[Poison Ivy and Scarecrow, crouching outside a medical lab that specialises in plant research]

Poison Ivy [to Scarecrow]: So, we break in very carefully, only take what we came for, turn ourselves into the police, and then… [smashes window] Just kidding!

[both laugh as they enter the lab]

Scarecrow: We don’t play by your rules, motherfucker!

[Red Robin swings in behind them, looking somewhat worse for wear]

Tim [wearily]: Hey guys…

Scarecrow: You okay, Red Robin? You look a little–

Tim: –Tired? I am, I got no sleep last night.

Poison Ivy [half-heartedly]: …Sorry?

Tim [pouring himself a cup of coffee from the lab’s coffee-maker]: THANK YOU. Ugh. I mean it’s like, I’m gonna to need this whole pot to get through patrol.

Scarecrow [firmly]: We can’t listen to you tell a story about how you didn’t get any sleep. You don’t deserve anything for that.

Poison Ivy: It’s like the most boring conversation imaginable.

Tim [putting a lid on his paper cup]: No, but listen, okay? I’m starting my bedtime routine, nothing crazy, brushing my teeth et cetera and I get into bed. It’s just before midnight and I cannot get comfortable.

Scarecrow [getting angry]: That’s enough!

Tim: I don’t know what it is…

Poison Ivy: If you don’t shut up, I’m going to beat your ass.

Tim [getting passionate and waving his arms]: The thing is, its not like cramps or like muscle stuff. It’s just uncomfortable? Does that make any sense?

Poison Ivy [stands, red-faced and stalks towards Tim]: That’s it!

[Tim continues, unperturbed and dodges Poison Ivy’s kicks and punches while holding his coffee]

Tim: Eventually I’m like, okay, let’s just try the right side. And as I’m finally relaxing, boom. Text message.

[bones crunch as Tim holds Poison Ivy in a one-handed wristlock. She cries out in pain and Tim keeps talking over her]

Tim: I forgot to put my phone on Do Not Disturb!

[Scarecrow yells and attacks Tim, throwing punches that are easily dodged]

Tim: It’s a group thread. [Scarecrow tries choking him] It’s like Nightwing trying to get us all to hang out on a Wednesday night. [Tim manoeuvres his coffee out of the way without spilling it and pushes Scarecrow away] Sorry guys, you know. [punches Scarecrow in the throat] I have school in the morning.

Poison Ivy [grabs a broom and swings it at him]: You know, a lot of people don’t get a full night’s sleep, Red Robin, they just fucking DEAL WITH IT!

Tim [takes the broom and hands Pam his coffee]: And the worst part is, [jabs Scarecrow in the stomach] when I saw my phone I see what time it is.

[jabs Pam in the stomach with the broom and catches the coffee that flies out of her hand, getting worked up]

Tim: It’s 12:45. I’m full of dread at this point!

[Scarecrow smashes a bottle against a table and attacks Tim with it]

Tim: I get up and I get a warm glass of milk, [whacks Scarecrow with the broom] a melatonin, [spins around and takes out Poison Ivy] and I say to myself– oh, this is yours by the way [tosses the broom on top of Ivy on the floor]– I say to myself: [stabs Scarecrow in the leg with his own bottle, he screams in agony] Just chill! You know, sleep will come to you.

Poison Ivy: Everyone, Red Robin’s recounting how he didn’t get enough sleep last night.

Tim: So, I’m back in bed. I put on Bones, a show that I have zero investment in… and you know I’m almost sure it’ll put me to sleep.

Harley Quinn [suddenly shows up wielding a baseball bat]: Get him!

[Tim sets down his coffee, yawning as a host of Rogues and their lackeys suddenly break into the building, shouting.]

Tim [takes out one of the thugs and continues to monologue as they surround him]: Something’s going on with patrol tonight. You know, it feels like these villains are popping. It’s like if CSI were a little more charming, and a little more fun, does that make any sense? Anyway…”

[Tim starts taking them out with his bo staff as he rolls around the floor]

Tim: Two hours in, and I’m like to myself, what are you doing? You’ve gotta be up in like, four hours.

Tim [jumps up brandishing his staff]: And at that point, I’m up.

[groans from injured rogues that lay splayed about on the ground. Tim lets out a small scoff as he surveys them, picking up his cup of coffee]

Tim: Geez, wish I could sleep at work. [slurps coffee]

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yournewmisstress · 7 years

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How... do I cry every time?!?!

“Just for a few minutes, Damian. Please.

Please just let me hold you.”

[x]

fishfingersandjellybabies has really set the bar for emotional reunion fic like wow

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