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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Shadowbringers is about two old men trying to out dramatic each other and failing while wearing the most frilly of robes. Grandstanding, trying to win over the heroes' heart and trying to out old man each other while everyone else is trying to fix the Post Apocalyptic Hellscape.
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every zoro and sanji arguing scene that happens is gonna translate into scenes that Really feel like flirting/banter and intense eyefucking in real life because like animanga zoro and sanji are always up in each others faces grabbing their collars and shit how do you do that irl without the scene being fuckin charged -> ends up being really gay either way
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huh. yeah surprisingly chill episode (checks the tab list) wait is literally everyone red now. like is the whole cast just red now. what. how does that even HAPPEN. what does that mean for next session? like this feels, despite the fact that a bunch of yellows had to die, WEIRDLY like a calm before the storm, and that storm is "whatever happens when the ENTIRE FUCKING CAST is red". i have... no idea what that means for the future! LIKE I DON'T. I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. i don't think we've EVER ended a session in this state I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENS...
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hhhhh gortash hands . .. the hands of an inventor the hands of a mechanic the hands of a blacksmith the hands of a king the hands of a creator the hands of a destroyer. his holy symbol his divine instruments grasping the sun in his fist hhhhhhh
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Do you think Marcille goes on her tippy toes to kiss Falin? or does Falin lean down to kiss Marcille? or do they meet in the middle? I could see them going any which way—hell, Falin could hang upside down from the ceiling and kiss Marcille spider-man style for all I know
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