#she learned that from him...

[pollopom]

waht if i cried

[enigmaris]

Another DPXDC for ya fellas!

Pandora, the ghost, was an Amazon from Themyscira in life, losing her life to trap all of those eldritch horrors in her box. In her afterlife, she has kept in contact with the other Amazons, coming to their aid when called upon.

So when the first child of themyscira was molded out of clay, Pandora knew. She liked Diana, admired her stubbornness, strength, and sense of wonder. She knew the girl had left to go to the world of man a while ago, but hadnt heard anything else about her. She wasnt worried about her though, Diana was the strongest of all the Amazons, kind and brave. The world of man would not pose too much of a danger to her.

After the whole thing her box getting stolen and Danny returning it to her. She takes on something if a motherly role to Phantom. She doesn't really know how kids work though, she comes from a race of women where there were no children. Diana is literally the only living child she has ever known. Pandora herself was never even a child. When Danny flees from his life in Amity Park (reveal gone wrong, family dies, or something) he goes to Pandora who wants to help him, but her acropolis is no place for a half living boy. So she tells him about her niece Diana.

"She was the only child of my people, when she grew up she left to the world of man."

Literally the only child??? Danny is imagining like, someone maybe his sister Jazzs age who ran away from home because she lived on an island with all adults and no fun. It does not help his assumption that Pandora talks about Diana like shes still wet from the clay she was molded in.

Danny is given a letter written by Pandora, asking Diana to help care for him and told that last Pandora heard her little niece lived in Washington DC. Danny goes to DC and manages to find Diana based on Pandora description. She is not at all what Danny was imagining, but she takes him to her home and reads the letter describing Danny's heroics with Pandoras box.

Diana Prince takes one look at this human boy and thinks to herself: if Bruce and Clark can just show up with a teenager, then why can't i?

Queue the next Justice League meeting:

"I would like to introduce my son, Daniel of Themyscira, he will be accompanying me on all Justice League missions. No Batman i will no be accepting any criticism from you of all people."

Danny, in human form, waves at the team of heroes with his string bean arms.

"Hi."

[nouverx]

*proceeds to drink the whole bottle*

Yeah Alastor you're gonna be loved and appreciated wether you want it or not :)

[satoblue]

you know that trope about hot dads having babies and pushing them around in a stroller and how it attracts large groups of women to crowd around him? this happens to satoru a lot when you leave him alone at the store or the park to grab something. he could be walking around for a bit or sitting down at a bench, staring down at your baby girl and making goofy faces to make her laugh and random women will suddenly start to approach. they’ll come with their high pitched voices, flushed cheeks and giggles, under the guise of cooing at the adorable baby bc they really have another agenda at play. satoru, the keenest person you’ve ever met, is suddenly oblivious to the advances — thinking they’re just being nice. his baby is the cutest! of course they will be fawning over her! luckily, unlike her father, your baby must have some sort of awareness bc her smile immediately turns into a frown at the sight of another woman hovering above her. her laughter turns into extremely distressed tears, almost in a way that says: “stay away. you are not my mama.” it flusters the ladies, and satoru has to apologize on her behalf and it puzzles him that as soon as they’re out of sight, her tears die down and she’s all joy once more. cheeky, satoru can’t help but think. just like her mother. when satoru recalls the story to you, speculating she might be shy with new faces, you can’t help but be proud. even at a few months old, your daughter is looking out for you and making sure strange women can’t get close to your man.

[humming-fly]

(The most impressive thing here isn't that Rouge and Shadow didn't know they shared a birthday it's that Amy Did)

Last week I saw a lot of those "Happy Birthday Shadow" posts but didn't see any for Rouge despite the fact that based on character debut dates they actually have the same exact birthday, a fact I personally find extremely funny especially given how unlikely I think either of them is to ever notice it

[kawaiichibiart]

Another idea for the JL meeting the BatFam:

You know how there are prompts/fics where they capture Red Hood and arrest him because they just know him as a crime lord and not Batman's son, until Bruce shows up and pretty much bails him out??

Take that but have the majority (if not all) his kids be villains he's taken in to help reform and live better lives. They don't fight crime (yet) but they like lurking about in the manor and in the cave.

The JL needs to meet somewhere due the Watchtower being closed for some major upgrades and repairs, and it's voted that the Batcave would be the next best place. Bruce isn't happy about it, but begrudgingly let's them hold the next few meetings there.

The first few went by smoothly, but then one day one of them, most likely Hal or Oliver, notices something in the corner of their eyes and they just see large, golden, eyes stare back at them. And they tell the others about it. They're about to get ready to fight, when Bruce just lets out the biggest sigh and says, "Dick, please, everything is fine."

He's not even looking in the direction of the eyes, so he can't see the heavy "I fucking doubt it" look the young man has on his face.

The JL eventually sits back down and resume the meeting, all while feeling an intense stare on them. If you ask, none of them jumped when the young man propped himself against Batman's chair. The meeting, thankfully, ends quickly.

And the next few meetings introduce a few new faces (another young man, this one with a white streak in his hair. He almost always had a loaded gun in his hands, if not blades he was cleaning. And then there was a boy, who looked a bit too much like the Joker, and was constantly pranking them. No one wants to talk about the time Dick showed up again, this time with a girl and younger boy and any silence was broken by birds chirping).

Once they're able to get back to the Watchtower, they demand answers, and wow is that a long story.

[keksalot404]

Messy Sketches: YESTERDAY'S ADVENTURES with KRIS & PLAYER Edition

(WARNING: Story and Gameplay spoilers for Chapters 3 and 4 [Including Weird Route!])

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

All he knows is flirt with men and lie.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[dykekarkat]

neil knowing that his distrust of wymack and his physical reactions to him are from the experiences he's had with his father but his inability to recognize the discomfort he feels around renee and betsy as something that could be connected to his mother...ive gotta put this boy in a lab for real...

[flwrkid14]

Tim Drake Accidentally Takes Over the World (and Didn’t Think to Mention It)

So, Janet somehow spent decades climbing her way into every government worth a damn, ruling the entire world from behind the scenes. And then, because the universe is apparently wild, she left it all to Tim.

Cut to Tim Drake, the brand-new, completely reluctant secret ruler of the entire planet. And he just… never really thought it was worth mentioning?

The Batfam finds out when Bruce stumbles across an encrypted memo traced to a mysterious Gotham office with Tim’s name on it.

Bruce, holding up the memo: “Tim. Want to explain why this document about, oh, international finance reforms is signed with your encryption key?”

Tim, not even looking up from his laptop: “Oh, yeah. That. Janet left me her ‘global influence portfolio’ or whatever. Mostly paperwork.”

The Batfam stares in total shock.

Dick sputters nearly dropping his coffee: "Wait—you’ve been managing world policies?!”

Tim, shrugging, barely paying attention as he emails the president of Germany: “Well, yeah. I figured someone had to keep things running. It's not that big a deal. I mostly just redirect some policies. You know, keep things running smoothly.”

Jason, absolutely cackling: “Are you telling me that little Replacement here is the reason for half the ‘global cooperation’ headlines?”

Tim, scrolling through emails: “They send me reports; I send suggestions. And honestly, they make it way more dramatic than it is. It's not that hard."

Barbara stares at him, half horrified, half impressed. “How did we not notice this?”

Tim blinks. “I mean, it’s not like I was actively hiding it. I assumed you guys knew I was… kind of managing these things?”

Cue utter disbelief.

Stephanie, laughing too hard to breathe: “Tim, do you have world leaders on speed dial?”

Tim, completely unfazed: “Only the important ones. They text, mostly. Oh—by the way, I might’ve influenced a minor arms control thing last week. Don’t worry; it’s all sorted.”

Bruce, looking like he’s two seconds from fainting: “Sorted? Tim, we're talking about you having global authority here. People notice these things."

Tim shrugs again as his phone buzzes with notifications. “Sure, but it’s not like they’re going to do anything too crazy. I just suggest stuff, and they listen. Honestly, it’s like herding really powerful, really overdramatic cats.”

Damian, scandalized: “You mean to tell me, Drake, that you’re manipulating world politics like it’s a game of checkers?”

Tim, still casual: “Manipulating’s a strong word. Like I said, it’s more just nudging things along.” His phone buzzes again. “Oh, hang on. France is panicking about their energy policy again.”

The Batfam tries to process the fact that Tim—Tim, who routinely forgets what day it is—is now, somehow, running the world.

And then his phone buzzes with a message from the UN Security Council.

Tim sighs, glancing down. “Oh, great. Looks like they’re debating nuclear arms again. Be right back.”

Meanwhile, the Batfam is left absolutely speechless, processing the fact that their Tim—scrawny, coffee-fueled Tim—is apparently one of the most powerful people on the planet. And to him its just another tuesday.

[bennetsbonnet]

If Mrs Bennet was indeed the only one 'doing something about the situation' like I often see argued when Pride and Prejudice is discussed... surely she would have spent frugally to ensure her daughters had substantial dowries? Surely she would have employed governesses to educate her daughters to ensure they had the accomplishments necessary to enable them make a successful marriage? Surely she would not have relied on desperate schemes to throw her daughters in front of eligible men and instead allowed them to be judged on their merits?

And yet...

We are told in Chapter 50 that Mrs Bennet has 'no turn for economy,' and only Mr Bennet (a waste of space himself, mind you) prevents them from exceeding their income,

Elizabeth tells Lady Catherine in Chapter 29 that 'we never had any governess' and that 'those who chose to be idle, certainly might.' So even in the absence of having someone around at Longbourn who was entirely dedicated to the girls' education, no pressure was exerted upon them to study... and Elizabeth smilingly reassures Lady Catherine that Mrs Bennet was not a slave to their education,

In Chapter 18, thanks to 'a manoeuvre of Mrs. Bennet,' the party are the last to depart after the Netherfield ball and 'had to wait for their carriage a quarter of an hour after everybody else was gone.' Which is not only rude but highly embarrassing... but she really wanted Bingley and Jane to spend a few extra minutes together, just to make sure...

As you see, there were plenty of opportunities for Mrs Bennet to ensure her daughters were better prepared to find husbands. Yes, in marrying Mr Bennet, she married 'up,' and so might not have had these advantages herself (and Mr Bennet does share some of the blame).

But it's honestly somewhat of a miracle that Jane and Elizabeth turned out so well and were able to make such good marriages, even in spite of such a calamitous upbringing...

[galactic-rhea]

I'm forever obsessed by the big contrast that is that Anakin is universally percieved like a dog or a dragon (for obvious reasons, it fits him!), obviously I mostly mean by the fandom, but in-universe there's lots of dragon comparisons.

But Padmé is the only character ever to compare him to an animal (a feline) that's universally considered as very independent, stealthy and regal, and like it is so jarring and out of the blue after being sold into the dragon-dog agenda that at first it doesn't make sense, but then again Padmé's the character that knew Anakin the most and it was Anakin's only relationship with not strange power dynamics attached to it and I think there's some beautiful and a very interesting comment to make about it.

something something in a world where everyone sees you as a weapon something something even you see yourself as a monster under a leash something something i see you as a dangerous beautiful creature forever hunted and misunderstood something something

[bastardofharrenhal]

I think it's interesting that since early AGOT, we've been seeing how quickly Sansa actually clocks people for what they are and how she ignores that in favour of her future. When Sansa meets Barristan Selmy and Renly Baratheon in Sansa I, it's not them she fixated on; it's Ilyn Payne.

At first Sansa did not notice the third stranger. He did not kneel with the others. He stood to one side, beside their horses, a gaunt grim man who watched the proceedings in silence. His face was pockmarked and beardless, with deepset eyes and hollow cheeks. Though he was not an old man, only a few wisps of hair remained to him, sprouting above his ears, but those he had grown long as a woman's. His armor was iron-grey chainmail over layers of boiled leather, plain and unadorned, and it spoke of age and hard use. Above his right shoulder the stained leather hilt of the blade strapped to his back was visible; a two-handed greatsword, too long to be worn at his side.

[...] but Sansa could not take her eyes off the third man. He seemed to feel the weight of her gaze. Slowly he turned his head. Lady growled. A terror as overwhelming as anything Sansa Stark had ever felt filled her suddenly. She stepped backward and bumped into someone.

Throughout the entire chapter, Sansa is fawning over Joffrey, trying to please her betrothed and keep the fairytale like veneer over her story, and when Joffrey and Arya get into a fight, it all breaks apart. Joffrey snaps at Sansa, and for a brief moment, the illusion disappeared.

His eyes snapped open and looked at her, and there was nothing but loathing there, nothing but the vilest contempt. "Then go," he spit at her. "And don't touch me."

It's only when she wills herself to ignore that slight does her illusion of a gallant Joffrey come back into play. Even so, when we see Joffrey again in Sansa II, she's uncomfortable because she still remembers the incident at the Trident and Lady's following death. At first, she had, rightly, blamed Joffrey for it because she finally saw that romance tinted lens crack, but had to make a conscious decision to absolve him of the guilt from her mind because he was the crown prince, because he was the future king, because he was her future husband and to hate the man she, at that point, believed she'd have to spend the rest of her life with would be folly. And still, she's nervous around him.

When Prince Joffrey seated himself to her right, she felt her throat tighten. He had not spoken a word to her since the awful thing had happened, and she had not dared to speak to him. At first she thought she hated him for what they'd done to Lady, but after Sansa had wept her eyes dry, she told herself that it had not been Joffrey's doing, not truly. The queen had done it; she was the one to hate, her and Arya. Nothing bad would have happened except for Arya.

In Sansa II, she meets Petyr Baelish for the first time and immediately is uncomfortable, the unease cutting into the otherwise dreamy atmosphere of the Tourney, much like the murder of Jon Arryn's squire, from which she can't look away from.

When Sansa finally looked up, a man was standing over her, staring. He was short, with a pointed beard and a silver streak in his hair, almost as old as her father. "You must be one of her daughters," he said to her. He had grey-green eyes that did not smile when his mouth did. "You have the Tully look." "I'm Sansa Stark," she said, ill at ease.

Consistently, Sansa is a keen observer who does notice things and people others would overlook, but its her youth and desire to be good (a good girl, a good lady, a good hostage) that trips her judgement. Sansa longs for a fairytale like life, she wants a marriage like Ned's and Cat's, she wants to be a queen and a lady and wants perfection and stillness so bad that it makes her down right neurotic, and when she does notice things that don't fit the mold of her ideals (Ilyn Payne scaring her from the get go, Sansa first seeing Joffrey act cruel and reject her, Petyr Baelish making her uncomfortable) she rationalizes it by giving them roles in her mind (Ilyn Payne scares her therefor he must be a monster, Joffrey is her husband to be, but was cruel to her, her sister and a boy, so therefor this must not be his fault, he's just a misunderstood and troubled hero, Petyr Baelish is a lord and part of the small council therefor he Doesn't unnerve her, he's just being kind and friendly and she's being silly.) Sansa Stark is, at the end of the day, still a little girl being held hostage, but it is her keen eye and understandment of people that ultimately saves her and lets her live for as long as she has, even if at first it was hindered by her romanticized view of life.

[drabbles-of-writing]

Obsessed with the idea of Daidan casually appearing to the other ninja by chance for many reasons, but I think the best is like. We have absolutely no idea if Kai even knows her name. We don't even know if Daidan knows Kai's name. And I get it, both of them were going through some shit and realistically didn't know each other that long, but it's so funny.

Kai tries to introduce his friends to the dragon he trauma-bonded with and he immediately hits every stage of internal panic because he realized he has absolutely no clue what her name is. He's just been calling her the Guardian Dragon in his head and immediately shoved everything from the Land of Monsters out of his mind as soon as he saw Lloyd. He's going through every hoop possible to avoid addressing Daidan by her name. He says "oh yeah this is the Guardian Dragon that helped me out" and immediately changes the conversation in the hopes everyone just assumes her title is like the Matriarch dragons. He could also ask Daidan for her name later. He won't. Because that's embarrassing as hell.

She doesn't tell anyone her name. They just keep calling her the dragon and are like hey, Kai, does she actually have a name? And Kai changes the subject because he can't just say no, if he's wrong then he looks like a liar. And everyone will ask questions and he's not about to share his traumatic experiences with anyone ever until he dies. He's having an entire crisis, Daidan just keeps him in this game because it's funny.

She does give in eventually. It's literally 5 minutes before she leaves. She says something like "if you ever need my assistance, simply ask for Daidan" and Kai, who has just gone through multiple days of mental torment, shouts at the top of his lungs; "THAT'S YOUR NAME?????", only for everyone to immediately whirl their heads around to stare at him.

Daidan wants to laugh. But it also took her an embarrassingly long time before she realized the 'Kai' everyone was talking about was, in fact, the Fire Ninja. So she can't say anything. She's just a little shit for fun. Which she deserves

[suntails]

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[molinaesque]

You know why these boys brought you in? 'Cause I f*cked up a poor, defenseless gang-affiliated organ dealership? Yep. Mm.