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A really good fic ^^ Saku is adorable

I sketched male Sakura from my fic a light exists in spring !

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Some random doodles I drew recently. no context

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It's also warm during winter. Win-win situation for Tom.

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Someone better write this someday 😭 that gave me goosebumps and punches to my stomach and I want more nshsjsbsgs

A DC X DP IDEA #47

I would turn back time just to see you again

Imagine dis…

I just needed to clean my drafts and this one is a bit overdue. Also I think I saw a post similar to this one and I cant find them anymore so either way kudos to them cause their post inspired me to make one of my own.

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Danny Phantom, now Danyal al Ghul, had found himself hurled into the past. Panic clawed at him. He didn’t need to guess, he already knew something had happened to Clockwork, his mentor, his protector, the Ancient of Time himself. A disturbance in the Infinite Realms had yanked him forcibly back into his younger body, leaving only his soul intact and including the full weight of bearing the title the Ancient of Space.

And he had landed here.

In Nanda Parbat.

In the very place where his life had ended the first time.

But Danyal was not without resources. He had memories. He had the power. And most importantly, he had training. He understood he couldn't act suspicious not here, surrounded by League members who could smell weakness.

So he slipped into his former role.

He became the perfect illusion of young Danyal, the former him, the wide-eyed, devoted son who adored his mother and idolized his older twin, Damian.

Every smile, every soft word during the rare times where only he and Damian are together, every clumsy move was calculated, down to the tremble in his voice and the slight hesitations in his steps. His every expression was carefully crafted to mimic innocence.

As much innocence he was allowed within this halls.

Danyal was acting, and he was doing it so well that even Talia and Damian, the supposed two people who knew him best, never questioned him.

Not at first.

He trained in secret, pushing his ghostly powers to the edge while outwardly struggling with swordplay in which Damian mastered months ago. He let it show in his own body language on how confused he is during strategy meetings, deferential during training sessions. He laughed and cried. Anything to keep suspicion off his true nature.

He will avoid the Fentons at this time around at all costs. As much he adored Jazz and Dani he wouldn’t want to feel his own organs rearranging itself and beating outside of his own body for the second time.

But he will wait, wait for the fateful day where Ra would only need one heir. The day where Danyal Al Ghul could never grip his sword right as to follow the order to fight by the Demon Head.

The day Damian had killed him without so much as a second thought always vying for the rightful title as the heir.

But something went wrong.

A week into his second life, Danyal watched with growing horror as events began to diverge from the past he remembered. Talia and Damian that was once Ra’s al Ghul’s most loyal heirs, had killed Ra’s themselves. The man who had cast his shadow over their entire lives was gone, and now both mother and twin looked at Danyal with sharp, unsettling intensity.

Family dinners became mandatory, silent meetings took place behind locked doors, and Danyal could feel the weight of their stares lingering on him longer than ever before.

He clung to his mask of naivety, knowing any slip might reveal the powerful being hidden beneath the skin of a boy.

He almost convinced himself that he could handle it—that he could steer this altered fate back on course.

That deep down Damian still wanted to be the only one. The one true heir.

Until a horde of colorfully dressed vigilantes stormed Nanda Parbat’s gates.

As Danyal al Ghul, he had to respond.

Katana in hand, neutral expression plastered on his face, he sprinted toward the throne room. He braced himself for bloodshed, for the clash of steel.

Instead, he heard shouting.

Bursting through the doors, he found not assassins or invaders—but Gotham's vigilante elite: Nightwing, Batman, Red Hood, Red Robin. Only Robin was absent. They stood frozen, as pale as specters, staring at him.

At the boy with Damian's face—and crystal blue eyes.

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Six Years in the Future:

The Batfamily had been losing a brutal war against Eclipso—the personification of God’s wrath, possessing Ra’s al Ghul’s body, corrupted by endless dips in the Lazarus Pit. Eclipso had shattered mountains, unleashed floods, brought devastation with the power of a fallen god.

Just as he delivered what should have been a killing blow to the broken Batfamily—

They woke up.

In the past.

Dick was back in Blüdhaven. Tim was Robin again. Jason was a newly minted Red Hood. Bruce was a broken man, still mourning Jason.

Memories intact, instincts sharper than ever, they knew where to go: Nanda Parbat.

They expected to find Ra’s. They expected to find Damian.

They did not expect Ra’s to already be dead, his ashes scattered to the wind.

They did not expect Talia to step from the shadows and confess she had killed him herself, striking before Eclipso could even thought of possessing the former Demon Head.

They did not expect Talia relinquish her own hold to Damian. Talia as though pushed him towards them.

And they certainly did not expect Damian go wide eyed in surprise and then anger and be so so insistent to stay here.

The argument between Talia and Damian was vicious, each screaming accusations and betrayals at the other—until a boy, a stranger, entered.

A boy who looked like Damian.

But whose eyes blazed bright, glacial blue.

The room fell into stunned silence.

Danyal al Ghul.

A son Bruce had never known. A brother Damian had killed in the first timeline. A secret Talia had buried deep within her heart.

To Damian, Danyal was the brother who had loved him without hesitation—whom he had destroyed in cold ambition.

To Talia, Danyal was her true heir—the one she had nurtured, protected, loved beyond measure.

To the family of vigilantes, Danyal was a son/ brother that they didn’t know about, and didn’t get to mourn about.

And now, faced with a second chance, neither Talia nor Damian would let the Batfamily take him away so easily.

Because no matter how much Bruce or his sons demanded— Talia would rather die than lose Danyal again.

And this time, Danyal wasn’t a helpless boy.

This time, he had secrets of his own.

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PS: If someone out there wants to continue or make a fic about this you are free to do so, don’t forget to tag me though.

PS: This is shorter than i thought it would be....

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Dc x dc (detective conan)

Idk I'm just super into the idea of edogawa conan in Gotham and yk have interesting dynamics and situations with batfam. I know I've read one in ao3 (but that's just one really good fic, ofc we need more ;_;) I'd like to do it but I just feel like I won't do it justice ksgsjsjshs my lacking English vocabulary is the main reason but anyways here's what I thought:

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Damian suddenly witnessed a much younger kid accurately kick a ball to a mugger's head, leaving them unconscious---

Person being robbed: huh? W-what?

Conan: (gets closer) are you alright? (He's got a little accent, Damian noticed, Japanese?)

PBR: (shooked, an understatement) Did YOU do that kiddo?

Conan: (acts nonchalant) I practiced a lot from watching TV (rubs the back of his head) Anyways, here's your bag, erm, my dad is just waiting on the other side of the street. I'll be going now ^^ (immediately escapes with his lil legs 🐧)

PBR: But... (is still very confused)

Damian (intrigued) follows the kid. He then finds out kid's dad was a lie and obviously alone in crime alley. Damian is mostly curious about the boy's unnatural skills and knew there was something really strange about this... and so the stalking begins:

In the stalking phase, Damian finds out a few or a number of things.

The boy is lost and is smart and strategic in finding his way and information.

The boy knows how to be covert. He sticks to the shadows, mostly avoid suspicious people, unless they're about to steal or hurt someone.

Ofc, he's got a hero savior complex. No surprise there. Damian was sure the kid would definitely bite more than he could chew just a little more meddling he's going to make. Good thing Damian was there to interfere if or when that time comes.

Yup. The time did come. After the kid solved a sudden murder case that just so happens to be commissioner Gordon's jurisdiction. The boy successfully sneaked around the crime scene and gave his proper and concrete deduction to Gordon (ever the one to face young batkids- robins, he gave the kid a chance) that was the right decision until- the murderer held a knife hidden somewhere in their person and went straightahead towards the boy.

Damian jumps in and saves the boy. Conan slowly opened his eyes and was greeted by a teenager's back protecting him from harm. Damian turns, Conan looks up.

Damian: You imbecile.

Conan: uh... that's a bad word.

Damian: Obviously. Did I stutter? You could've died! Do you ever consider the consequences of your actions when you sprint towards an indisputable risk to your life?

Conan: (Bewildered) I'm sorry, Nissan?

Damian: (knows Japanese, was caught off guard, but did not let it show to his face, he still has to scold the kid for being an idiot) You will come with me. I've seen enough of this idiocy.

Conan: What? (Catches the words in between) Have you been following me this whole time? How long? Why?

Damian: (ignores conan) Commissioner Gordon, do you require any more assistance?

Gordon: (just about done with bat's kids) Just go on your way, I've got this all handled Robin. Give Batman my regards. Also (looks to Conan), you did a very good job and thank you for that (pats the kid's head) but listen to Robin, and don't go to any more of these murder cases. Take care.

Damian: Come. (Walks away)

Conan: (glares suspiciously) My parents said don't go to strangers.

Damian: (Stops and looks back) Would you rather I carry you like a toddler?

Conan: (wants to run away but knows he couldn't based on what he saw from this teen, he saved his life anyways... and so he follows)

Damian: An astute decision.

Conan: Do you always speak like you swallowed a thesaurus in your sleep?

Damian: Tt.

And so Damian brings Conan to the Batcave. His siblings would definitely go: Did Damian just pull a Bruce?

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Ahhhh!! It's getting so late here ;_; I'll continue whenever I get inspired or get so distracted by plot bunnies in my head. Huhu, I just want to read more stories like this kdgsjsnshs

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This would be an epic crossover of characters 🛐

“An Extraordinary Kira Task Force” (based on the premise of a fanfic I’m too lazy to write)

“Greetings, Mr. Wayne… Don’t worry. As a fellow seeker of justice, as far as I’m concerned, your identity will remain a secret. I am, however, interested in working with you. I figure you’d prefer to meet in person, then again I’m sure you’re already tracing my location. Make haste. There is justice to be sought.

"Good evening, Mr. Holmes. I am L. I admire your work, and I believe that we have a few things in common, which means I won’t need much effort to convince you to join me in this endeavour. I am inviting you to work with me among other few exceptional men to solve this curious puzzle. The game is on.

"Little Conan Edogawa… or should I say, Shinichi Kudo? That is correct. To be frank, it wasn’t really an impressive deduction to find out who you are. It doesn’t take a mind like mine to see the pattern. However, it will take a lot of brainpower to solve this case I’m working on, with which I would very much appreciate your assistance.

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Ahhh this is hilarious! Djfwgbqbs I am so desperate with dc x dc content and this just made my day

return to my roots (batfam x dcmk)

I want to express my gratitude to anyone who has interacted with my batfam x dcmk posts and may we have more contents of them ✨

yapping below

thinking about whether this should happen in the same universe, or would it be funnier if some of the bats were dunked into dcmk world due to idk the speed force

if it's the former then i want to lean into "batman is an urban legend" outside of gotham, and yeah, night baron x batman is a decently-sized ship in dcmk japan. the BO doesn't want anything to do with gotham.

if it's the latter then maybe only bruce tim and damian are affected because the others are in the same age range as 1/ victims; 2/ BO members; and i don't know yet how to factor them into dcmk. maybe duke and the girls can stay in magic kaito verse. they would have a lot of fun traveling around the world meeting borderline-meta magicians.

bruce tim and damian would still go out at night. somehow the cave connects a random cave in rural okuho to their original verse due to both of them being fictional places (im spewing bullshit)

increasingly intricate crimes keep happening despite their interventions (they manage to lower the mortality rate tho)

how fast can they crack the BO case and likewise, how fast can they figure out the others' identities? i think it depends on how long they can stay out of each other's way (not so long)

conan would make a horrifying robin. IN THE NAME OF JUSTICE *kicking a ball into your face with the force of a truck*

before figuring out his identity im sure there's a developing theory that he's related to the local equivalent of bruce wayne. strong sense of justice and ...kinda blue eyes? and a multitude of weird gadgets and oh, his documents are forged, his parents don't exist??? very suspicious. too bad he actually has healthy and loving parents.

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Harry: listen, even though Tom is inhumanly gorgeous it doesn't mean you have to just do whatever he says

Abraxas: what

Harry: like yes those cheekbones are impeccable. His lips are soft and lush. But those very same lips spew poison and LIES

Orion: Harry...

Harry: and god those hands. Those long divine fingers... But you have to remember the EVIL things he does with those hands!

Orion: Harry listen...

Harry: those eyes that suck you in... his soft hair... the dimples when he smiles... All designed to make you lower your guard and submit to his desires

Abraxas: So, what I'm hearing is that you fancy Tom.

Harry: what? No! Haven't you been listening to me at all?

Orion: yeah, you've just been listing things about Tom you find attractive

Harry: Well, yeah, everyone thinks Tom is attractive.

Orion: Er, not really?

Abraxas: Not really my type, no.

Harry: Then why do you follow him??

Orion: he's really powerful?

Abraxas: and terrifying

Harry: but also hot right?

Orion: no

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Bro-

Tommy boy: thank you for coming

Lucius (is not like I had a choice): always, my Lord. what is needed of me?

tommy boy: It's about draco.

Lucius:

Tom: what does he have that I don't? is it about the hair?

Lucius: ??

Tom: potter keeps thinking about him . you either answer or I'll kill your son

Lucius: it's definitely the hair

tommy: :(

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Wtf did I just read

laptop overheating?? pour water on it to cool it down!

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Bruce Wayne and Alfred Pennyworth in Batman: The Long Halloween, Part One (2021)

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Orion: Harry! Wanna hang out?

Harry: I'd love to-

(Tom 😠 firmly grabs Harry's shoulder)

Harry: - but I've already made plans with Riddle so maybe next time ^^

Tom: 😊

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I'm wheezing-

This is perfect 😭

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It's been awhile since I've really done good progress for any personal art 😭 I've been too busy with work aaaa anyhow, I wanted a wallpaper for my laptop so my first thought is ofc my otp and I couldn't find one that's HD so... well I hope I finish rendering this 🫠

Harry: *asleep* *oblivious*

Tom: *internal conflict* *confusion* *feelings are a sign of weakness* *what are you* *you are the bane of my existence* *but someone I can't live without* *my equal* *my soul*

Me: sips drama ☕️

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"If it was... so simple a thing, then why? Why not sooner?"

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Nah this is not okay.

But also the potential of a good story for this-

AU in which Itachi got his unknown disease™ before the massacre.