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Ghost!jason and Damian - definition of enemies to bros. From jason rightfully haunting damian's spoiled ass, to teaching the robin way, to a ghost mourning party.

Part 5 | Part 6 of Ghost Jason Series

AN: are we close to the end of the ghost Jason series??

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Duke's eyes glow brighter than most flashlight. His teeth glow faintly enough to see them in the dark when he smiles. His blood glows a little as well. He sometimes forgets he can turn them off.

Duke at 3 am eating cereal in the mansion, in the dark.

Jason breaking in through the window, seeing two glowing orbs sitting at the table: Holy shit! What is that?

Duke: Huh?

Jason: Duke? Oh my god what's wrong with your face?

Duke: Rude! My face is amazing!

Jason: Why is it glowing!

Duke: Oh, yeah they do that.

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Duke on one of his rare nighttime missions with Steph, Tim, and Jason.

Steph: Shit, I lost my flashlight

Tim: Here, I think Bruce packed me a spare.

Jason: No! Wait, let me try something

Tim and Steph: ??

Jason takes Duke's helmet off: Look that way.

Duke's, eyes being better than any flash light Wayne money can buy: This feels dehumanizing.

Jason: Shh flashlights don't speak.

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god I would be UNSTOPPABLE if I was capable of consistently initiating tasks. just you wait. you'll be waiting a while but just you wait

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Incredibly normal. No reblogging rats, but the rats will swarm anyway.

Cookie (A normal blog that doesn't reblog rats or post dragons)

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How The Bat met Jason: Part 1

Act 1: Part 1, Part 2

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smoking that shit that makes you cry about the horrors of car-centric infrastructure

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ITS GREAT LAKES AWARENESS DAY!!!!!

On this excellent day, be aware that this is the largest group of freshwater lakes in the world, covering over 95,000 square miles and reaching depths of over a thousand feet. They are beautiful freshwater seas.

Also when you die in these lakes, the very cold, oxygen-poor conditions at the bottom preserves you perfectly for all eternity. You will not rot and nothing will eat you. You will exist for as long as the Great Lakes do. Many shipwrecks still have the crew on board. Be Aware.

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Hey dude. I noticed that you seem to be having a lot of symbolic association with the ouroboros icon and I just wanted to know if you were like. ok. or like, that you're experiencing time linearly and not stuck in an eternal loop of the same events.

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What the sneef? I'm snorfin' here!

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quote from the mom movie

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Not quite the same, but @impawsiblecat

Day 1: hey look at this silly lore thing, hope I'm not bothering, no pressure to look at it.

Day 1400-something: im drawing cursed bat ponies. This is going to be the rest of my night, wanna have an accidental sleepover in vc?

day 1 discord dms with a mutual: hahha yeah i hope im not bothering you! look at this silly picture haha reminds me of that one guy

day 563 discord dms with a mutual: I accidentally lit .my entire fucking marshmallow on fire when i was roasting it on the stove

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you know what one of my favorite tropes is? forced identity reveal. and not just scenes where the villain will throw some poor civilian off a building if the Justice League doesn't stand up. I mean the kind where they're forced, through magic or powers or some sort of force, to reveal themselves.

Kryptonians are immediately identified in the crowd with kryptonite. Every Lantern hisses as their rings start to flare at the same time, glowing wildly on their hands. Glamours are forcibly dropped. Like that.

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imagine being a young Robin to a Batman who occasionally trades masks/suits with Superman himself because they look so similar and one day you run into Batman and Superman in the Cave talking with each other and there’s a moment of panic when you genuinely cannot tell them apart. that’s how close it is, when they’re trying to be each other.

(it takes Dick over a year to fully grasp when it’s Bruce in the mask and when it’s not, and it’s harder than anyone thinks. because Bruce is an actor, at his core, and Clark is just as silent as Batman when in the suit, just as intimidating when he puts his mind to it. and there’s a quiet burst of fear/anxiety every time when Dick guesses and is wrong)

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ok time to lock the fuck in *opens discord* ok time to lock the fuck in *opens tumblr* ok time to lock the fuck in *opens gmail* ok time to lock the fuck in *opens youtube* ok time to lock the fuck in *opens an unstable vortex in time and space* ok time to lock the fuck in *opens ao3* ok time to lock the fuck in *opens discord* ok time to lock the fuck in *opens tumblr*

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Okay, so hear me out. There are species of animals that reject their offspring if they don’t “smell” right. Like something about the pheromones are off and thus the vibes are bad. You can’t be mine, you smell funny. Similarly, we know that hormones and neurochemical reactions play a large part in bonding between human babies and parents. Our brains are swimming in chemicals that have us looking at our squishy, decidedly odd-looking newborns and saying “it’s so cute, I wanna bite it.”

My dudes (gender neutral). My people. My fellow nerds. Superman initially rejecting his clone because he doesn’t smell right. The kid was in a soup of artificial, clone-making chemicals and he doesn’t smell like he should. But what the fuck is he supposed to smell like? Superman having no frame of reference for this crazy feeling, for this intense dislike of a person with his face, and struggling internally with it because he knows logically that this deep revulsion doesn’t make sense. Problem is, he physically can’t help it. Something about this kid makes his teeth itch and his fingers twitch.

Then the kid takes a shower and changes his clothes and oh. Why would I push him away? That’s my baby. Hate him? How could I hate my baby? My baby. My sweet, perfect, amazing angel baby. My baby. My baby. My baby. Mybabymybabymybabymybaby.

And it’s probably hilarious from the outside looking in, because Superman looked ready to light the kid on fire a minute ago and now he’s all gooey-eyed. No thoughts, just sappy smiles and burying his nose in the clone’s hair. He’s ready to pluck the moon from the sky and hang it on a string for his kid. It’s sweet and adorable.

It’s also completely, utterly terrifying. Seeing how quickly one of the strongest beings in the known universe fell victim to his own biology, how wildly the pendulum swung from one extreme to the other. Batman’s immediately planning a trip to the Fortress to gather intel on this reaction. How long does it last? Is it normal? Is it supposed to be like this? Does it have anything to do with the clone being a teenager and not a newborn? Would it be worse with a newborn? Does the League, does he need contingency plans for this?

And Superman—Clark recognizes the sudden shift, but can’t do a thing about it. He should be scared of how every concern in his mind gets swept away by this out-of-control hormonal response, but he doesn’t want to do a thing about it. He can’t help the smile plastered on his face when Kon—what a perfect name, a beautiful name for my baby, mybabymybabyMYbabymyBABYMYBABYMYBABYMYBABY—sighs contently in his sleep or scrunches his nose in disgust at new foods, new sensations.

Something in Clark’s eyes says “I don’t know what’s happening, help me,” but it quickly gets snuffed out by “I will flip this entire universe over if a single hair on my baby’s head is out of place.” And honestly? Yeah, it’s scary, but every parent he knows—Bruce included—totally gets it.