#god i love drawing damian

[oifaaa]

Just read that you're considering anti-Tim merch and like,,,,iconic of you but why can I also see Damian doing this exactly same thing and handing it out to their family 😩 (also I really love your art and aus! They're great to read and even if its not a comic/au I really just think your art is pretty!)

Me, Damian, Stephanie and Jason all share one thing in common and thats that we all think Tim Drake doesn't deserve rights and we're all right

#ask #anon #oifaaadoodles #dc #damian al ghul #damian wayne #god i love drawing damian #hes ligit my favourite bat to draw #hes just such a cutie #i look at damian and its the exact opposite reaction that i have looking at tim #tim throw that boy in the closest dumpster #damian put him in a blanket and feed him snacks #hes just a baby your honour

[goatsghost]

batman #33

i’m loving this entire interaction — damian blaming himself, duke and jason silently panicking bc “that’s a tear” and damian’s crying, and dick doing robin-whisperer damage control

all in a day’s work in the wayne house

#ALSO JOELLE JONES I OWE YOU MY LIFE FOR THIS ART!!!!!! #the way she draws duke is just amazing; and her damian and dick are growing on me #and OH MY GOD bruce and selina????? beautiful. i love them so much #batman 2016 #damian wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #duke thomas #ggw liveblog

[catmanbowser]

[OC]

Having siblings is nice, and stressing out your dear old dad is fun. (Vinny with dick, bruce, jason, and dami)

Idk this is all the energy i got left for tonight, boss.

#vincent zakaria wayne #jason hates the grabber. its funny to me. #vinny wants to grab damian so bad but he doesnt want to get beat up bcs he's a sneaky kid and he scares him sometimes #idk he's a hater but also a big lover. he loves to be silly <3 #oh my god i have some other shitty doodles of him with the rest but these are the only ones that i can draw for now #ok bye good night (lying) #cy's fucked up lil guys

[tellmeabtspinos]

damian using his art skills for evil and drawing timber in an awful 90s yaoi artstyle (yes the proportions are awful and the hands are nightmarish)

he gives it to tim in front of bernard so tim isn't able to tear it up or even say anything bad about it

it's on bernards fridge now and tim is forced to look at it everytime he comes over

#damian wayne #tim drake #if i a young kid with the ability to torment my siblings by drawing them as a freak i would #god i would do it all the time #damian: brother please accept this. #bernard: aw he drew us ^^ #tim: you motherfucker #damian would definitely use his love of anime for petty torment #i bet that despite the godawful proportions its actually pretty good #frustratingly so for tim #the amount of effort that went into it is not small but tim would rather bite off his own tongue than acknowledge it #as he should. as a younger sibling i would do this. but as an older sibling i would fucking destroy my sister if she did this to me #how does one even recover from this? you dont #you run away and dont let your other siblings find out #but then it becomes everyones contact photo for your SO and its just everywhere. #theres a copy on the fridge. theres a copy at work. its in the batcave. #you cant escape. #idc if its doesnt make sense i would kill for this to happen #(tags all over the place but i dont give a shit. if ur reading this far you probably dont either) #(i woke up and wrote this so i hope it makes sense when i read it in the morning) #(i go mimis now)

[robbed-ghost]

Have you ever drawn Brady Wayne in all his himbo glory?

Not in his himboness (yet!) but you def inspired me to crank out one of him being oblivious to Bruce’s internal crises

This man realizes how old he is and he’s realizing how much he feels it. Meanwhile Brad is having the time of his life

#dc #batman #bruce wayne #brad wayne #fanart #art #heavily inspired by Dan mora’s version of Bruce #I had a minute of crisis myself knowing how much he looked like dick for a sec #but realized I should just give them more matching features #and also Brad’s hair should stick up and lay down like Damian’s and Bruce’s #so I made it as if he just woke up 👍 #I was gonna draw the rest of them looking at him from a doorway like the Scooby gang being haunted #but I am lazy. the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak #brad wayne is if brucie wayne was an actual full personality instead of a facade #and I think that’s wonderful #I should draw him in his himbo glory at some point #art bookmark for myself so I draw himbo at some point #pLEASE ignore Bruce’s proportions literally don’t look at him other than the face #love him but oh god

[roobylavender]

another tangent to that but the funniest thing about the modern conflict and dynamic between bruce and talia is that if you wanted to pit them against each other in terms of parenting philosophies you could have done that just as easily going off of son of the demon alone. talia being an abusive mother is never something that should have been in the cards but her choice to prioritize bruce’s position as batman over the life they could have had together as parents of their child is something i think about a lot and generally talia is someone who was shown to criticize bruce when he let personal emotions and conflicts get in the way of honoring his duty. i could totally see her struggling to fulfill her role as a mother bc of how seriously she takes her ethical duty regardless of however much love she has for her child meanwhile bruce would take one look at an under-10 damian and be on the verge of dropping everything for him out of grief and severely emotionally clouded judgment bc that’s just who he is when it comes to his blorbos in dire straits 

#to be deleted #and this doesn't even take into account the divide they would experience wrt bruce being an experienced parent versus talia having no experi #ence at all and becoming a mother at a comparatively very young age! while near completely emotionally isolated from anyone who could suppor #t her! i honestly think she would struggle to act like a 'typical' mom a lot and i would have loved to see it it would have been very cool! #re the last part of this post though another reason i will never read the damian runs every time i see a stray panel of how bruce acts i'm j #ust like lol NOPE! nope. that's a fraud in the pages #i seriously do not think bruce would ever EVER want his kid to become robin if he had a say in it like #he's gone through dick and jason and tim and ig steph though i don't like to acknowledge war games as real personally lol #but idk i do think at some point there is a line to draw and that he would draw it! i think he would look at damian and be like yeah um #this is not happening we are putting you in school i am reading you bedtime stories you are going to have a normal life so help me god

[starwrighter]

Dead serious prompt cuz I never do ship prompts.

Let's give it a shot!

Danny transfers to Damian's highschool, specifically he transfers into Damian's class. Damian's immediately smitten with him, head over heels love at first sight. Maybe Danny's done some animal rights protests and fundraisers with Sam? Maybe Danny just has good vibes.

Damian has no clue what to do with this feeling. He's emotionally constipated so Danny's first day ends with him getting a note in fancy lettering that reads

"Your eyes are like sapphires."

It's only one sentence (I can't write good poetry) But there's a beautiful Drawing of him below the writing. Danny smiles and puts this in his school binder. Damian sees this as an absolute win.

If we go with the Idea that Damian has the reputation of being cold and calculated it makes this prompt cuter.

Just Damian being a fully trained assassin and part-time vigilante but the moment Danny walks in he's googling

"How do you talk to cute boys?"

"What is a crush?"

" How to romance a guy as a guy?"

Just imagine being one of Damian's classmates, oh my God they must be so confused. The kid who usually talks like a dictionary and is as cold as block of ice is suddenly leaving romantic poetry in the transfer student's locker?!? He actively participates in class activities to talk with him? What kind of witchcraft is this??

Danny is doesn't know who his secret admirer is, but he kinda hopes it's Damian.

#deadserious #dc x dp #dpxdc #dp x dc prompt #Conflicted between having Damian pull the “get out of my school” first crush bit #or just having him be awkwardly romantic #This might be the only ship prompt I post

[ditzybat]

nothing in my head except for thoughts of bruce and constantine co-parenting billy.

like it could very well be platonic co parents bruce and john, but i think it could be a very tense pining situation - but doesn’t matter, however you interpret it just imagine how funny the dynamics would be

john: well i saw him first

bruce drafting up adoption papers: too bad

—

john: and if you trace this rune here you can summon trigon, although raven will get her knickers in a twist over it

bruce: no summoning powerful demon lords in the manor

billy: but bruceeeeee

—

billy: dad

bruce and john: yes? [glaring at eachother appalled that the other thinks they have the right to think of themselves of billy’s father]

billy totally doing this on purpose with a shit eating grin: dad?

—

teacher: so are you little billy’s father?

bruce and john simultaneously: yes

teacher: oh! just know we are a very accepting community and find your relationship heartwarming! now if you would head this way i believe billy drew a wonderful portrait of your massive families mr. wayne’s

bruce snaking a hand around john’s waist, grinding his teeth: of course, shall we dear?

john pinching bruce so hard he’s sure it draws blood: yes anything you say love

billy: aw man there goes my two christmases… :(

—

billy: this is why i like dad’s better, at least he lets me summon supernatural kings from other dimensions

bruce in tears: you don’t mean that

—

bruce: i’m not letting you keep a tiger at the manor

john: don’t be ass, let the boy have his talking tiger

bruce: oh well i don’t think you have a say in this mr. ‘soul tax evader’

john: oh fuck off you furry bat

billy: god, if you’re there, i really don’t wanna see them make out in front of me

—

damian and billy playing a board game while gossiping:

billy: my dad and your dad wanna smash, don’t they?

damian sighing: unfortunately constantine’s… rugged look has enamored my father

billy:…

damian: …

billy: ten bucks says they ‘consummate’ their marriage by the end of the month

damian: hm, twenty dollars that by the end of this week they’ve had preformed coitus

—

billy: i miss when you guys were at each others throats, no one wants to see you guys grope each other at breakfast

dick: i think it’s sweet

jason: they defiled the library, definitely not sweet dickhead, it’s practically child abuse to watch them basically on top of each other

—

idk i think it’s a neat au, even if there’s no canon whatsoever to make this even sort of plausible in the slightest.

#dc #bruce wayne #john constantine #batman #hellblazer #billy batson #jason todd #damian wayne #dick grayson #robin #red hood #shazam #captain marvel

[bruciemilf]

AU where Thomas and Martha don't die, but Batman's still a thing!

Instead of Bruce becoming Batman, its Thomas. He's already a huge help to the city, so this nocturnal passion is for sport.

If it wasn't obvious enough, he's not the most stable guy. But he's a loving dad and exemplary husband, so it's mostly fine.

God forbid men have hobbies.

He specifically picked up a bat theme to hopefully cure Bruce of his fear! Just imagine that 6'5 error of nature cladded in black, claws with his costume cause he's sexy like that,

"See? I'm not scary at all!" But Bruce is already sobbing and hiding behind Alfred.

"Martha, you'll never guess who I saw on patrol tonight. Bruce's college roomate! The blonde one with the glasses and gay vibes. "

" Oliver?"

"Oliver who?"

" Queen?"

" Well! I think that fits you better, amore."

" Bruce's childhood friend? Known eachother since infancy? Came to you for tech?"

"Bruce had FRIENDS?"

Bruce, from the other room, " Her name is Harley! You paid her college tuition and killed her dad."

" I've never met her in my life, and i keep my kill list detailed.Anyway, I adopted her. Shes seeing that clown boy and I think his superpower is boring me to death."

The batkids still get taken in, of course. Bruce is already a full adult and outgrew his Robin costume. He just barges in with a feral Jason and Dick, " Look, Brucie! Papa's got brothers for you!"

But Bruce? Looks at these two snarling kids, kicking, thrashing, clawing, and takes them in his arms, " Babies. My babies."

" Uh... Come again,,-" But Thomas raised a spoiled BRAT, so Bruce definetly bites him and throws a tantrum until he agrees to pass full custody. Naturally, Alfred and Martha have no sympathy.

"But you're too young to be a dad!"

" I'm 27."

" Young. A fetus. Cousin Gomez's newborn is older than you." Bruce is already drawing the adoption papers. Fight him about it.

Naturally, instead of dating his rogues, Thomas parents them. Imagine you're Selina Kyle and Batman scolds you for getting caught by the cops, " You know better. Villain privileges REVOKED."

Mr Freeze? Thomas gets it. Do what you gotta do, King. You need some pocket money?

Khoa? Problematic son. Thomas adores him and brags about him to every family reunion. "Your daughter tried to poison you for inheritance? That's adorable, Agatha. Khoa kidnapped Alfred last week. Beat that."

Ivy? Thomas invites her to beer and game night and plays matchmaker with her and Harley.

Waylon is his favourite. Naturally, he's the only one adopted legally.

He fist fights Ra's for Talia's custody and she is desperately shoving Damian in his face. Trust her. You don't want to go through with it.

the image of Batman not being a broody, stoic vigilante and instead Gomez Addams with a cape makes me weep

#bruce later on becomes red hood but thats when martha has her punisher arc <333 #thomas wayne #bruce wayne #martha wayne #ik Thomas is flashpoint batman but blehhhhh #i like this more #dc #dc comics #batfamily #bruce is like that mafia princess from zootopia and thomas is the justice league dad #jason todd #dick grayson #harley quinn #selina kyle #batman rogues #rogues gallery #batman

[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DPXDC. Dead on main

Danny: Honey, would you still love me if I was a villian?

Jason: You know, this is usually a worm question.

Danny: I know about your drawings of lil baby man. Only you and Damian draw it for group chat. This question's useless for me. So, would You?

Jason: God, why are you talking about this? Yeah, I would love you anyway. I’m also an antihero, and sometimes I act like a complete villain. That’s what I should be asking. You’ve done nothing wrong in your life, darling.

Danny: And in my death?

Jason: ...I think it’s time you took a good nap. Bye, love you.

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dpxdc crossover #dead on main ship #dead on main

[impyssadobsessions]

I don't have much time but I wanted to share this with you while I can! I can't draw but I can write and this is the only way I can share this imagery with you!

The world is passing by in a flurry of colors.

Which usually isn’t that unusual for Clark…usually though it’s because his flying of his own accord. Now…now it was because he was hurdling who knows how fast in piece of metal that was more of a mobile armory then an actual RV then it supposedly was.

There were no support handles to hold on to for just a bit of comfort, no, that was replaced by a handle that would pull down and release a fog horn sound.

So all he could do was pull his knees up to steady himself against the front console, using his size to squeeze himself into a cannonball form in hopes he didn’t get dislodged on a particular rough bump.

Then again if he did, maybe he could get propelled forward and through the front and take the engine out on his way.

Wishful thinking…at least he was doing better then Bruce.

Who was currently sprawled out on the floor of the RV looking like a disheveled cat hanging on to whatever and however he could. Maybe it would look more natural in his Batman outfit but at the moment both if them were in civilian wear and seeing the ‘Prince of Gotham’ doing an impression of a deranged starfish just added on more to today’s bizarreness.

Jack Fenton was giving him a large smile as he drove through another wall, “Don’t you guys worry! I’ll get us to our boys! No speed limit or any barrier can stop a Fenton!”

Clark could only let out a groan of despair as a response...

AMG THIS IS LOVELY LMAO!!! Bruce just imitating one of his sons to keep himself from being thrashed around.. or worse... throw up. ahhhh imagine they both slump out of the rv when they arrive, shaking and so grateful to touch the ground. Bruce is definitely calling for a private jet after this and Clark might agree to ride with him just to have a slower ride.

Danny gives them pity pats when he learns... Jon and Damian like how bad could it be. Damian thinking his father been in a space ship and Jon like we fly that fast every- Only for them to be overheard by Jack by their curiosity, so they all end up being drove back by him. Which bruce and clark like OH GOD please- which becomes a little relief when it turns out Jack drives safer with children.... still deranged but one they can handle. Damian still doesn't see what got their fathers so twisted up. Danny knows though and then asks dad how long it took them. "Regrettably 3 hours son. I was hoping it would be two." Damian frowned and done the math then asking if there was a flying feature in the... rv? "AHA! Nope, but I've been trying to convince Mads to let me install one. She said it would cost too much in gas though, and take up room for the ghost scanner." Damian does the math.. then realizes why his father and clark are shaking in the rv.. even by the tiniest of amounts. "That's my dad! :D" Danny grinning. "He's cool." Jon says innocently enough, not realizing the horror of that statement until it takes them over five hours to get home. Jack decided to play it safe and follow SOME speed limits and road signs. Jack is never allowed to drive again next time they hang out. Bruce or Clark always gets the keys =w= or has limo. ahh sorry got inspired. I LOVE this snippet ;w; !!!! <3 Thank you for writing this. <3<3<3

Link to prompt

#dpxdc #dp x dc #superdads + Jack #jack fenton #clark kent #bruce wayne #asks #dc crossover #dp crossover #impyelam #fanfic #fanfic by someone else #<3 #supersons + 1 #dcxdp

[fishfission-dc]

Congrats of 3k!!! As a request: genderbent version of Jason meets regular Jason and they give Roy a good old fashioned bi panic

+ if your doing more than one person (if not that’s totally fine cause my god drawing is hard) Damian and Jason being super close brothers cause I love the whole Jason took care of Damian in league and was basically his parent there

This one is so goofy I love it

I didn’t have any good ideas to make this request actually impactful and emotional so here’s the boys stealing the Batmobile to get smoothies. It’s a bonding activity.

#doodle requests #dc comics #jason todd #damian wayne #roy harper #dc #dc robin #batfamily #jayroy #batman #red hood #robin

[epione-xx]

SOULMATE

Damian Wayne x reader soulmate au!!

Inspired by @thesuperiorrobin hehehehehehe

Her hand rests on the railing of her balcony, eyes searching and scanning the rooftops of a half clouded Gotham as she tried to spot the familiar crimson shade of his suit.

Damian, dressed as Robin, dropped behind her. Feet silent as he stood straight “beloved” it was shuddered and the girl gasps before she quickly spun around to look at him- a smile etched on her face as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

He grunts in a bit of pain, the new stitches on his shoulder not used to the weight of his beloved soulmates arms, still he doesn’t hesitate to kissed her forehead and hold her close.

It was forbidden, he couldn’t tell her who he was and he was surprised about how painting she had been so far, but he knew deep down she would ask. She needed too, it was only fair to her.

The girl laid on his chest, taking great comfort in heartbeat of her soulmate as she took slow and lulled breaths of relaxation.

“I had such a bad day today” she tried to partake in causal conversation, one he could talk about without revealing too much.

He hummed, signalling he was listening as he stroked her hair. Them both sitting down on the beanbag she had set up on her fire escape for when he did come around.

“We’ll it started off with a group project- Jessica, Damian- yknow he sucks” she grumbles “and some kid named Harrison, and then we were just arguing and arguing and I swear to god if Damian doesn’t shut up then I’m going to strangle him one day” she rolled her eyes.

A low chuckle came from Damian’s chest, but his stomach felt like a pit of guilt. He teased her at school, pretended lily she was annoying because he couldn’t risk her finding out that well, he was Robin.

“Anyways, then Damian left and so did Jessica- I’m pretty sure she’s got a crush on him” she hummed and traced over the little R on his chest, drawing patterns into it before she continued “and so it was just me and harrison- and he just- got way to close for comfort”

He tensed and sat up- Effectively making her slid down his chest “what? What do you mean to close for comfort?”

She sighed and thought of the best way to explain it “he just- kept getting closer and played with my hair and flirted- please don’t do anything” she begged as she kissed his cheek.

He frowned but nods, it would be irresponsible to do anything like that as Robin.

She sighed happily “thank you baby” she kissed all over his face and he chuckles lowly “beloved stop- I’ll be covered in your chapstick and be sticky for the rest of patrol”

“Oh you know you love it”

—

Harrison didn’t show up for the project the next day, actually harrison didn’t come to school.

And perhaps it was a little suspicious that Damian had bloodied knuckles, but you shouldn’t think anything of it right?

Except you should, because he was being nice to you. As strange as it sounded.

“Why are you being so nice?” Y/n would glare as Damian shrugged it off and bit into his fancy sushi roll that Alfred had made him.

She frowned “that’s not an answer!” She explained frustrated “cmon Wayne! Answer me! You never act this nice”

She glared and he paid no mind to her, in fact he was busy looking at his phone and texting back his brother saying that his disappearance from patrol was not suspicious and that they shouldn’t worry about it.

She frowned “cmon Damian, this is cruel.”

Finally, his piercing green eyes snapped up to hers and he placed his lunchbox down. his hair looked messy and if she looked close enough she could see the concealer that covered his eye bags.

“Why do you wanna know?”

It was a simple question that Damian asked, one she almost couldn’t work out how to answers

“Because I..” she hesitated and swallows “you’re making me feel weird, like you’re gonna get dirt on me or something” she mumbles.

He sighed “this can’t be helped can it considering our past” he talks and leaned back before looking at her again.

She didn’t know what to make out about those yes, they were so strange and yet oddly comforting…kind of how she imagines robins eyes to look.

She shook her head, this was not a moment to fantasise about her boyfriend.

He leaned forward and motioned for her to follow, she did and he took a slow and guttered breath.

“A certain bird told me you needed looking after”

She stopped and got up “w-what?”

He only looked at her “don’t make me repeat myself (L/n), your smart enough to listen”

She stared at him, appetite gone as the dots slowly connected. She got up and stared more before pursuing her lips and, not knowing what to say, she left.

This was enough stress for today.

—-

Night came, and (Y/n) waited anxiously on her fire escape, pacing around and getting more and more annoyed with every tap her foot made.

Suddenly it happened, he came. Dropping down into the fire escape from above her and then down to hers, he smiles and opened his arms “b-“

“No! No don’t you beloved me” she says as she looked at him and teared up “take off your mask”

“What? You know I ca-“

“Take it off Damian!” She yelled loudly as he stared at her, lenses going wide with shock before he slowly took it off.

She stared at him “I…was…” he looked so different and yet exactly how she thought he would, how she hoped he would look.

It was silent, the air unmoving for a few moments before she ran to his chest and hugged him tightly, crying in his arms about how much she loved him.

He kissed her hair and held her close “I love you more my beloved, my shining light and the moon that watched over me”

And he really did love her, she was everything.

#damian wayne #damian wayne x reader #batboys #damian wayne fanfiction #batfam #batfam x reader #damian wayne smut #damily #x reader #jason todd #dick grayson #tim drake #bruce wayne #batbros #batman #batboys x reader #damian wayne headcanon #damian wayne imagine #damian wayne x you #wayne

[samgirl98]

Forgotten Demon Twin 2/?

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Danny came back early from his patrol. There had been no ghost attacks. All he had found were ghost blobs, and he let them be. They were harmless. He got under his covers, glad that the next day was Sunday. He hoped he would be able to sleep late.

Danny was starting to fall asleep when he heard his phone ring. He groaned. He just wanted to sleep. He looked at his phone and immediately called Tucker.

“What do you mean someone is looking into me?” He asked without preamble.

“I don’t know what to tell you, dude. About six hours ago, I got an alert of someone looking into Amity Park. No biggie, sometimes people get curious. The firewall the GIW and me and Technus have set has kept them out so far. Then, a few hours later, I found out someone was trying to find out about you.”

“I’ve been able to keep them out, but just barely. Whoever they are, they’re good at hacking. Technus and I are having a hard time keeping them away from your information. I’ve had to direct them to your Doom and old Twitter account to get them off your scent, but I don’t know how long that’ll last.”

Okay, okay. This wasn’t the time to panic. It was probably the League (in which case he was [fully] dead anyway). He had to find a way to keep his family and friends safe, hide the portal from his fruit loop of a grandfather and mother, and keep his secret of being half-dead—no big deal.

“Danny, Danny, you still there?”

“Yeah, I’m still here. Listen, I want you to stop interfering with the hacking. I don’t want you or any of my loved ones in danger if it's who I think it is. I haven’t told you guys the whole truth, and if I make it out alive, I will. Until then, don’t contact me.”

“Danny, wait! What’s going—”

Danny hung up before Tucker could finish asking the question.

His phone immediately started lighting up. He turned it off. Danny moved his bed and pulled the wakizashi hidden under his floorboard; some ninja throwing stars, needles, and poison.

Danny stared at his weapons and knew he was screwed.

He could never measure up to the assassins in the League, let alone his family. He had no doubt the Al Ghuls had learned Danny had lied to them and was here to kill him and his family.

Ra’s Al Ghul did not believe in leaving loose ends.

Maybe Danny could convince his grandfather to leave the Fentons alone if he gave them all his information and let Ra’s kill Danny.

No, Danny would have to win against Ra’s. He couldn’t let the older man win; Danny knew his family would never survive if Danny died.

He didn’t know if he’d come back as a full ghost if he got killed (could he even die?), and he wasn’t willing to find out.

Besides, he no longer was the Al Ghul’s failure. He was Danny Phantom. Hero of Amity Park and the Ghost Zone. Crowned Prince of the Infinite Realms. He would win.

Danny heard a tap on his window and was met with two piercing green eyes.

They were here.

____

Once they entered Amity Park, whatever firewall kept them out went out. Suddenly, they could see everything that was happening in the small city. It disturbed Bruce.

Mentions of ‘ghosts’ attacking the town. A weatherman who predicted and announced the presence of ghosts and the Fentons on the road. The city being sucked into an alternate dimension (without the Justice League ever hearing about it), and a dead teenager taking care of the city. And the mention of a portal into the Land of the Dead, courtesy of the Fentons.

“Danyal never mentioned this portal,” Damian muttered as he looked through old letters he had.

The plane landed at 2:25 in the morning at Amity Park Airport.

It wasn’t hard to find the Fenton’s address once they were in Amity Park. Their address, phone number, and business number were public records in the small city.

The family made a plan.

They decided they would send Damian first. A (kind of) familiar face could help draw Danyal, Danny, out.

(God, it sounded like he was trying to lure out a wild animal. Though, if Danny were anything like his brother, that description wouldn’t be too far off the mark…)

“Remember, Damian, don’t engage if Danny starts attacking. It’s just talking. If he attacks you leave, and we find a different way to communicate.”

“Yes, father,” Damian said through gritted teeth. That was the fifth time his father had said the same thing. He wasn’t an imbecile.

Please, his thoughts intruded; not even an imbecile would forget they had a twin brother.

Shut up, he answered back.

Damian put on his dark clothes (not his league outfit; he threw that away a long time ago.) and the wire so his family could hear what was happening before leaving.

It wasn’t hard to find the Fenton’s house. The giant light arrow spelling out Fenton’s Work toward a house, and the big, he didn’t even know what was on top of the house, gave it away. These people weren’t subtle at all.

Damian climbed the windows. In one, there was a couple. The behemoth of a man was snoring so loudly it shook the whole room. A red-haired teenage girl slept in the next window while holding an old teddy bear. He went to the next one and froze.

For the first time in almost a decade, Damian saw his twin once more.

His back was turned to the window, but Damian saw a wakizashi in his hand. Ah, Danyal probably suspected someone was coming and thought it would be a member of the League.

Well, it was time to put his brother at ease.

Damian tapped on the window and saw blue eyes suddenly looking at him.

The two twins stared at each other for a long time. Then, Danyal adverted his gaze and went to the window. He kept the small sword in his hand.

He opened the window and let Damian in.

“Heir to the Demon’s Head, what a pleasure to be acknowledged and visited by you. To what does this Spare owe the honor?”

Once upon a time, Danyal’s subservience sent a thrill of pleasure down Damian’s spine. Now, it reminded him how far apart he had been kept from his twin. A horrid feeling twisted in his stomach and caused him physical pain.

His brother should never have been treated the way he had been by their grandfather and mother.

Damian should have never treated his brother that way.

“Danyal,” Damian said softly; his brother stiffened, “It’s okay. We are no longer loyal to the League. We are free.”

Danny didn’t dare look up. Was this a test? Was his twin testing his loyalty?

Danny’s heart rate picked up as Damian touched Danny’s shoulder.

“Brother,” Danny felt incredulous; the Heir never acknowledged the Spare as ‘brother,’ “Brother, grandfather is dead. We are free.”

Danny kept his gaze adverted. He couldn’t bring himself to hope that he was free.

Damian let his hand drop to his side.

“You don’t believe me.”

Danyal kept quiet.

Damian took a deep breath, “I have proof. He was killed in public. I brought the newspaper article.”

Damian took out the newspaper clipping and gave it to Danyal. His brother took it with shaking hands.

Danny’s breath caught as he read the title.

Ra’s Al Ghul was…dead. Danny was free! Would his brother let him stay in Amity Park? He was the heir, so he undoubtedly had taken over. Maybe if he pled his case to Damian and promised loyalty, he would let him stay with the Fentons.

Besides, Danny was the weak link of the Al Ghul line. He wasn’t a threat. Maybe Damian would grant him his wish.

Damian felt his heart twist as his twin got down on one knee, bowing his head.

“Demon’s Head, I ask you to let me stay in Amity Park. I’ll send weekly or even daily reports. Please, don’t kill the Fentons. My weakness has made me feel attached to them. If you don’t want me to stay here, please at least grant me the request of sparing their lives.”

Damian’s sadness suddenly turned to anger.

Hadn’t Danyal listened to a word he had said? They were free; they were no longer bound to the League.

“No, Danyal. The League no longer exists,” he spat out.

Danny flinched at his twin’s anger. His hold tightened on his sword.

“Bring it back a bit, baby bat,” Richard said through the comms.

Danny didn’t give any outward appearance that he heard another man’s voice calling Damian…Baby Bat?

What the fuck?

“I apologize, Danyal. My temper still gets the best of me sometimes.”

Danny couldn’t believe his ears. Damian, the Prince of the League, Heir to the Demon’s Throne, was apologizing…to Danny.

“Danyal, I left the League six years ago. I’ve been with our father.”

Father. The Batman. If what Damian was saying was true…

“Father and the rest of our siblings would like to meet you. They’re here in the city.”

…He could be free. All he had to do was convince Batman he was fine and to let him stay in Amity Park. Danny wouldn’t say anything about being Phantom, so Batman wouldn’t find any excuse to make him leave his little city.

Besides, how hard could it be to lie to the greatest detective in the world?

Danny got up, dusted his pants, and asked, “When do we leave?”

#Forgotten Demon Twin #dc x dp #dp x dc

[pandorasfavorite]

Combining Elements

Summary: You're in love with Dominik. But Rhea has his attention or so you think. How will the pain of your love play out?

You spent years longing for Dominik Mysterio, just him. From the time you started in the WWE till he joined the Judgement Day. You were there watching his matches discreetly with your adoration for him, your deep-rooted adoration at that. When Rhea agreed to include Dominik in the Judgement Day you couldn't have been happier, your heart was beating out of your chest and when the day came for Dominik to betray his father you couldn't help but smile knowing he was going to be with you. Dominik Mysterio, the man of your dreams, the man you longed for would be going the Judgement Day by your side. He would be talking to you all times of the day, he would be at YOUR matches, he would be there.

When the day came no one could wipe the smile off your face, days passed and Dominik was warming up to it all. You felt shy and your palms got sweaty when you thought about talking or approaching him. His new attire and look suited him well which made things harder. It could be just your personality that restricted you from time to time from talking to him but everyone else had no problems. You had to talk to him, your heart was like a lead and God did it want to run towards Dominik. The day you approach him he is standing with the rest of the group, honestly just as shy as you are. You stand beside him kind of stiff, your arm brushing against him unintentionally.

Dominik turns his head towards you and smiles politely, "Hey", he whispers not wanting to draw attention to himself. You hold your arms to yourself and smile back bashfully, "Hey" you whisper back, looking up at him with love-stricken eyes. Something Dominik couldn't place. You put your head down for a second only smiling to yourself at the small interaction, but you turn your attention towards him again, "I think it's brave of you. Doing what you did", you say referencing him leaving his father's side. Dominik's eyes soften with appreciation, you are the first person who has told him that, and that made him feel like it was okay to have mixed emotions about it. Dominik could only smile softly at you, bashful in his bubble, "thank you" he manages to say.

He was nervous but he didn't want the conversation to end, "You look great today. Not that you don't look great every day!", the whispers not ending between you both. You blush brightly, your cheeks resembling a dark rose, not going unnoticed by Damian who picked up on the conversation. Cut off too soon Rhea turns her attention towards Dominik, "Great job today Dom Dom", Dominik nods and smiles again, a look in his eyes you can't place.

The nickname she gave him stung your heart like the words are branded onto your heart, stinging over and over again till tears puddle. You gather yourself much before the tears fall, When did you become this sensitive? you asked yourself. You always hoped Dominik would be yours, you almost expected you and him to be best friends when he joined the Judgement Day but now it feels misplaced. You keep your head down, reserved in your own mind.

Out of everyone in the Judgement Day, you were considered the quietest, still dangerous in the aspect of wrestling. Otherwise, you wouldn't be in the group, you had a dark side, an angry side that you hated. You hated the feeling of shakiness and pent-up anger but that is why you are in this position. Everyone knows what you are capable of, you're good enough to be champion, eligible enough to be champion.

A few more days pass until the next show, the Judgement day is lined up: You, Dominik, Rhea, Finn, and then Damian at the other end. You kept your head up and your body straight, the black and purple outfit tugging at your skin tightly. You look over at Dominik and smile. You don't smile at everyone, in fact, you smile very rarely, but every fiber of your being reacts to Dominik. He smiles back only for Rhea's arm to be thrown over his shoulder. She pulls him to her side, the side of his body against hers.

Your eyes narrow for a second but you shake it off, shaking your hand and hands out of the fist that was immediately produced. You remind yourself over and over again that it wasn't your place, and you didn't have the right to be upset or jealous. Or whatever the hell you are feeling right now. You say your list over and over again till it stuck.

keep to yourself

control your breathing

Don't let it take over

Dominik looks over at you, concerned and worried. His eyebrows are pinched together but he is being pulled repeatedly into Rhea, She is trying to get him excited for what's to come but he's anything but that. The music blares and you walk forward, only casting your gaze in front of you, looking at the ring as if it's your only escape. The boos are loud and overpowering and Dominik doesn't really know how to react. He's so used to the cheers and applause when he walks out; especially when he is side by side with his father. Rhea shakes his shoulders her grin along with everyone else impossible to wipe off. Dominik forces the same thing on his face, but he's trying to seem scary, intimidating, and changed.

Dominik gets into the ring with his opponent his nerves skyrocketing, and his first match with the Judgement Day has to go well. The group is positioned around the ring, taunting the other wrestler, trying to get the odds in Dominik's favor. Dominik is being held in a submission lock and he is crawling to the ropes, but his eyes are darting around for anything. He's not honestly sure what he wanted at that moment. He couldn't think at the time, did he want help or just a comforting face.

While you were the quiet one you had a job to do and that was to entertain, you ran in front of Dominik from where he was crawling and you started smacking the ring. "Come on Dominik! Move!", you yell, your eyes interlocking with his. The intensity behind your gaze could be considered indescribable. Dominik manages to grab the ropes and every single member of the Judgement day yells at the ref to notice. The ref makes his opponent let go of Dominik, Dominik lays on the ring catching his breath, you grab him by his gear and pull him out of the ring letting him catch his breath a little longer. Dominik out of instinct and routine throws his arm over your shoulder for more support.

That simple touch and trust made you gasp softly and a tint of blush rose to your cheeks, you were hoping that Dominik didn't catch that. Dominik can't know the effect he had on you by the simplest of touches. The count starts and Dominik lets go sliding back into the ring while he tries to complete the match, he is struggling to find his grounding and what works for him. Rhea gets a hit on Dom's opponent while the ref is distracted, with the injury Dominik pins his opponent and is the victor. The ref holds Dominik's arm up to show his victory to the crowd, Dominik holds his stomach panting but his large smile is pointed towards Rhea. He obviously appreciated her aid. Rhea blows a kiss to Dominik.

Another brand on your heart, Dominik is just as surprised but not angry, not uncomfortable, overall not even affected. The group gathers up and everyone walks out, everyone walks together, but you start walking faster once out of the view of the audience. You're ahead of everyone, trying to escape, not wanting to regret anything that you say or do. Dominik is so confused, were you upset with him? It was his match after all, he looks to the rest of the group and jogs to catch up with you following your pace. For a minute neither of you says anything, just both of you walking side beside. One person is confused and the other processing her emotions. "Hey", he says getting your attention and turning towards you, the rest of the Judgment Day still lagging behind.

You stop walking when he speaks and you turn your body to face him as well, your anger not pointed towards him. After all, he's your weakness. You don't answer his 'hey', you look up at him with a blank but expecting face not sure where this is going. "Did I do something to upset you", he says nervously his hand carding through his hair, and he's jittery on his feet. You look him up and down noticing his giveaways, you touch his arm in comfort letting your hand linger, "Of course not. I could never be mad at you", you say with meaning looking him in the eyes with nothing but sincerity now. Dominik's eyes widen and his mouth opens some in surprise, his brain not catching up quick enough.

You pat his arm then turn away again, walking away from him and leaving him there in these thoughts. The group catches up and Rhea grabs him by the shoulder, pushing him to continue walking with the group. "What was wrong with her?", Rhea asks mildly concerned but used to your weird moods. Dominik shrugs with a small frown, Damian slaps Dominik on the back and looks at him in a caring way. "Don't worry man sometimes she just acts like that", Finn nods agreeing with what Damian said. "Yea man it's normal", Finn says looking at Dominik as well, shrugging to himself.

Even with what the group said Dominik found himself worrying, this is a friend of his after all. This group was supposed to look after each other right? Familia. No one knew that you were alone in your room, just sitting there, thinking of the luck you are dealt.

The days went on, but it was hell for you. You watched your crush, someone that you've always wanted to be with become snatched away. Part of you thought Rhea knew about your crush on him, after all, you talked her into letting him join after it took months and months. You had various speeches about it, how he would look great in the attire, and how Dominik would present himself well as a heel. Maybe she took everything lightly, it all probably didn't matter to her.

For days you sat and watched them progress and your mood only worsened. Everyone picked up on your sourness... no one said a word about them. Dominik approached you multiple times to have a conversation with you, only then did you feel better. The rest of the group talked to you, but nothing concerned with your well-being mentally or physically. Rhea continued her flirt with Dominik, with many blown kisses, and lots of talks about him being her "Latino Heat". Each romantic look and gaze that she sent his way was a brand on your heart, every time he smiled or didn't say anything was a brand on your heart. Collectively you felt burned from their romance. Even though you tried flirty remarks and willingness to be beside him nothing clicked. He had eyes for Rhea just like everyone else did.

keep to yourself

control your breathing

Don't let it take over

Your eyes burned with tears, you sucked it up. This was the match of your career. You were going against Bianca Belair for the title. You were going to be the Women's world champion. One day till the match, you could keep it together for one day. The judgment day is supposed to make an appearance, Everyone is standing in the ring with a microphone. Rhea is boasting about a win, and how the Judgment Day is the strongest faction in WWE. She trails off then turns her head to look at Dominik beside her, he looks at him and turns towards the audience, "My Latino heat. My Dom Dom will win", she reaches down and holds his hand in hers. He doesn't relent, he doesn't make a face he doesn't react.

Burn, burn, burn, all you feel is the burn and compression of your heart being scolded for an unavoidable rejection.

keep to yourself

control your breathing

Don't let it take over

Your breathing is labored and the walk to leave the ring is never quicker, you keep up with your appearances then walk away from the group as soon as you can. Your fists are clenched to your sides and you speed walk and get as far away from the group as you can. A look is shared between the group but no words, Rhea's hand is still clasped in Dominiks and he pulls his hand away, watching you walk away and leave with the same sadness and concern.

The next day comes wrecking by, and you're swarmed with nerves. You are jittery but you stand with your group just as normal. Everyone wishes you luck, telling you that 'you got this', and 'you're going to win'. Bianca Belair is already standing in the ring, with her hands up and out, questioning what you will do. How you will approach this. Originally you were going to walk up with the Judgement Day to scare her, you didn't need their help but their support would be nice. You exhale again and as you walk towards her, the Judgement Day in tow you look over. Beside you is Rhea with her hand in Dominik's hair from where her arm was slung over his shoulder.

keep to yourself

You shake your head trying to rid yourself of the horrible anger crawling in your head.

2. control your breathing

It's out of control, your hand is gripping your gear right where your lungs are expanding quickly from within. It's going so fast that your hands are shaky and you feel as if you're going to burst. The anger is gripping and boiling.

3. don't let it take over

Your eyes lock onto Dominik and Rhea, and then they dart in front of you right onto Belair. Everyone in the group stopped walking, their eyes widening realizing what was going on. Dominik is much like everyone else; surprised. He looks at the group questioning what's happening but no one has time to explain. You sprint towards her, throwing yourself into the ring and slamming her against the floor. The group breaks apart and runs after you, Everyone on the sides of the ring, almost begging you to calm down. Pleading that this isn't going to work out well. You have the upper hand tuning everyone out, you get on the top rope ready to fly off of it and land right on Belair, you stand and point an angry look at her. You're not mad at her, but at the world and at the cards you have been dealt. From the other side of the ring and in front of you Dominik stands, both hands in his hair and his eyes wide anxious.

You stare deeply into his eyes, like a whirlpool. You're the fire and he's the water, not meant to be. Never compatible. He stares back entranced, while you are distracted you get pushed off the top rope by Belair, she gets out of the ring and moves behind the ropes just to push you off. Unprepared you fall and at an uncomfortable angle, your face smacks right into the ring, and blood gushes from your mouth immediately. The crowd gasps and Belair comes flying off the top rope herself, smacking right into your stomach. The air is knocked out of you, and you can't move.

The pin comes easy, Belair pins you with no problems. Your ears ring hearing the ref smack the ring right beside your ear, the bell sounds and you lay there. The lights shining directly on the ring should be blinding you but that's all you want to see. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand not even processing. While Beair is celebrating her victory the Judgement Day is stunned. You went from winning all your matches to a royal fuck up.

You gather yourself, your head pounding and your body aching with exhaustion and pain. You get out of the ring and walk out, quickly the tears already forming in your eyes, and your anger still simmering. Now the group runs after you and down the hallway, originally too stunned to follow. "Hey! Wait up!", you can't place who said it but it only made things worse.

You rub along your busted lip, your hand shaking and bright red blood rubbed onto your hand. You stop walking when you get to the Judgement Days room, you push the door open and you collect all your things, shoving them into a duffle bag. You have to leave. You can't do this anymore.

Everyone walks in and someone closes the door behind them, Damian's hand lands on your shoulder and he speaks deeply. "Listen we all mess up", your breath quickens again and it builds up so quickly. Your nostrils flare and your face is pinched together with so much anger, You whip around and push his arm off of you harshly. You push him back, but your push has too much force he went tumbling back, getting held up by Rhea and Finn. "Fuck you!", you yell staring at him so furiously.

You look around and scoff, screaming at them all this time, "Fuck you all!". Rhea is starting to get angry feeling disrespected, taking a step forward, "Hey watch who you talking to-", she starts, trying to be tough. You sneer at her and sling your bag over your shoulder, "and fuck you most of all Rhea. You were never my friend", your voice cracks with emotion. It all feels like a horrible and dreadful breakup. Dominiks steps forward with a familiar deep and painful look, like he cant understand what's going on. He begins to open his mouth to talk only for Rhea to stick her arm out in front of him. Your eyes narrow dangerously as you watch it, "What is your problem?!", Rhea yells back, still keeping Dominik a distance away.

Not letting him talk. You are taken aback, so much so that you flinch backward overtaken by everything. You point between Dominik and Rhea, grimacing at the words on the tip of your tongue, "This is my problem", Rhea looks at Dominik for a second, "THAT right there!".

The argument and tension were so large it could fill a pool of pain. Your voice cracks and breaks as you watch Dominik process, you watch the whirlpool in his eyes only get larger in familiarization. Everyone's surprised faces were staring back at you. Dominik cuts in stuttering with so many questions "W-what are you saying right now?", he asks with his pointed look. He's not angry, he wants to help, and he wants your tears to stop. It feels like his heart is drowning with the tears of your pain. You laugh a little, cause it's all crazy to you. You point at Rhea glaring daggers at her, "She knows what". Rhea narrows her eyes the same way, and Dominik turns to face her expecting an answer.

Rhea rolls her eyes, "This is about some stupid crush? He made his choice", she says glancing at Dominik. You take a step forward, locking your eyes with Dominik, his sad and confused eyes. You're talking to Rhea but you're looking at Dominik, "No I loved him Rhea" You turn and look at her now, "And you knew that". You shove past them bumping shoulders with Rhea and slamming the door behind you.

The silence is so deafening, no one moves, and no one has the courage to speak up just yet. Dominik takes a few steps back and sits on the couch, his elbows sitting on his knees and his face in his hands. He collects himself and his thoughts, he looks up from his hand, and speaks to Rhea. "She loves me?", he asks in a unsure whisper. Rhea only nods, Dominik shakes his head side to side unbelieving of this, "And you knew?", his voice cracks. Rhea closes her eyes in embarrassment and now guilt, "Yea" she whispers back. Dominik looks at the floor from where he's sitting, "Wow". His hand runs through his hair and he stands up grabbing his car eyes from where they were hanging up. He walks out, slamming the door in a similar fashion to you.

In the parking lot you are sitting in your car, hands on the steering wheel, and your forehead is pressed against the wheel as you are going through it. Dominik walks out only for him to be standing right in front of your car. He looks at you through the windshield, his whirlpool eyes swirling with unthinkable emotions captivating your breath. You look up at him the auburn burn behind your eyes holding him still in place. Two people, one beloved and concentrated, the other flickering and burning from within. Two elements not meant to be... two people incompatible in the world of clashing elements.

#Dominik mysterio angst #dominik mysterio x reader fluff #dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio x reader #dominik mysterio fanfiction #dominik my bbg #wwe #dominik mysterio fluff #dom dom #dominik mysterio x you #the judgement day #rhea ripley x reader #dominik mysterio x reader angst

[lorena12me]

A little fanart drawing for @polarspaz for his amazing CarrionAU of Tim Drake and the Batfam, omg I LOVE the batfamily designs for this AU and the story!!! gods i love the story!!!

I couldn't stop imagining what the battle was like in which they managed to capture Jason. In his description, Jason was killed by the Joker and revived and Brutalized by the League of Assassins, and then released in Gotham where he unleashed a violent crime spree involving civilians as well, due to being poisoned by the well of lazarus and the indoctrination-torture of the Al Ghul and that the whole family had to combine in order to overcome him from his furious rage.

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I just couldn't stop imagining headcanon about the context of the battle, :

Ok, so I figured if Jason showed up in Gotham unleashing such a violent massacre wearing the Red Hood helmet and fully covered, the Batfamily would move very quickly (and violently) to eliminate the threat, leading them to focus on stopping the new one. rogue (murder him) caring more about stopping him permanently than finding out his identity. Also, I don't think the good people left in Gotham would accept Red Hood as one of their anti-heroes if they knew he was the one who did all that violence, so I thought the Red Hood costume with the helmet would come after to help him recover from the madness of the pit. Ok, so that's why I drew the Red Hood in the Young Justice ninja outfit, because it would be easier for the mask he wears to be snatched or broken during some fight against Batfam and they could see that he wasn't just a common rogue but Jason revived, so they would decide not to be completely lethal with him, but to capture him to verify that he is Jason and help him.

Tim is not in the picture due to being a stealth-ranged fighter who is using his poison darts to try to overload the well's ability to heal Jason.

I'd really love to know what Polarspaz's thoughts are on how they captured and helped Jason though! Also a bit about Damian because the idea that he murdered Talia to escape the abuse is so interesting!!, Tim is my favorite character, but everyone else is so incredibly cool and I can't help but want to know more about them.

Thank you so much for creating so many amazing AU's

#tim drake #red robin #carrionau #fanart #polarspaz au's #jason todd #cassandra cain #bruce wayne #dick grayson #nigthwing