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It's a sacrifice to the gods to make the writing better and the editing easier, obviously.

*opens word doc covered in blood* it doesn’t have to be good. it just has to be done.

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Anyone else think this particular space phenomena looks like a bunch of dragon heads?

Pillars of Creation

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Oh my noodles, this prompt is practically it's own story but I would love to see it adopted!

Ghosts of Gotham

They say Gotham is haunted.

Not just by the usual things—regret, poverty, old blood in alleyways—but by something else. Something stranger.

They say the shadows twitch wrong on certain nights. That if you walk the Narrows during a thunderstorm, your reflection in puddles might smile before you do. That if you laugh too loud after midnight, something laughs back—higher pitched, younger, aching with glee.

And if you ask the wrong people, in the wrong bars, beneath the flickering neon where the rogues drink and the bats won’t tread, you’ll hear about him.

They call him Joker Junior in the files. JJ in the headlines. The Painted Prince in the streets.

But his name was once Tim.

The lost Drake boy. The one they didn’t recover. The one who didn’t die—but didn’t escape, either.

He laughs like he’s trying to drown something. He smiles with too many teeth and talks to himself in riddles no one else can follow. And behind the greasepaint and the scars and the violet shadow of someone else’s madness… there was once a boy who loved maps and logic and riddles that had real answers.

He’s the one Gotham forgot how to mourn.

People say he changed the city. That when he came back wrong, Gotham did too. That he left it cracked down the middle, laughing and bleeding, and no one dared to glue it back together.

But he’s not the only ghost in town.

Because they say another came for him.

Not one of Gotham’s own. Not Crime Alley born, or Arkham-bound. A boy, if you could still call him that. This one came with wind in his lungs and frost at his heels. With a laugh that froze the river and eyes that could see every version of the city stacked on top of itself like broken teeth. Glowing blue and ancient-eyed, like someone who knew too much about love and death and the cruel ways they blur.

The ghost didn’t belong to Gotham. But he stayed for him.

They say Joker Junior didn’t run when the ghost found him. Didn’t scream. Didn’t hide. Just looked at the boy glowing in the sky like a neon omen and said: “God, you’re late. I was beginning to think I made you up.”

And Danny—because that’s what the children call him now, just Danny—grinned like a god who’d waited lifetimes and said: “I thought I was supposed to stop you.”

Now they move through Gotham like a storm and its shadow. One trailing riddles, chaos, and grinning violence. The other bending light and chill, and humming softly to the bones of the dead.

They don’t save people. Not the way the capes do.

But the monsters scatter when they’re near. The haunted buildings go quiet. And the kids who get lost in the dark come back changed—smiling like they know a secret.

Some say Danny pulls Tim back from the edge every night. Others say Tim is the only thing keeping Danny from becoming something godlike and cold.

Others still say they’re both already long gone—and what walks Gotham now are just what love leaves behind when it starts to rot beautifully.

But here’s the part they all agree on:

They’re in love.

Twisted, terrifying love. The kind that warps magic and makes death look romantic. The kind that turns ghost stories into gospel. The kind you want to stay away from—but can’t help watching when it passes.

And sometimes, on Gotham’s highest rooftops—clocktower, cathedral, the burned-out pier of the old amusement park—they’ll dance.

Tim in blood-slicked purple. Danny in frostbitten black. Laughing like the world’s about to end.

And maybe it already did.

Maybe they're all that was left.

Or maybe—maybe—they were what came next. Love, haunting, and chaos in tandem. The prince and the ghost. The joke and the echo. Gotham’s newest myth. Its oldest curse. And the kind of love story you should never say out loud after dark.

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*taps microphone* is this thing on? Okay…

🎤 THIS IS A REMINDER THAT ALL OF THE ROBINS ARE SMART, GENIUSES IN FACT. THEY ARE IN A FAMILY OF DETECTIVES. THATS LIKE THEIR WHOLE THING. ALL OF THE ROBINS (AND THE REST OF THE BATFAM TOO) ARE CLEVER, STRATEGIC, AND CAPABLE, NOT JUST TIM. (No hate to my boy Tim, though. I love Tim.) YES, EVEN THAT ONE. Thank you. 🎤

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This image shows the mid-infrared light emitted throughout the Pillars of Creation, captured by the James Webb Space Telescope. Many of the youngest stars give way to older and cooler ones, as well as the dense regions of gas and dust.

This region has historical significance for many in astronomy as a means to understand the intricacies of star formation. This region has also been observed in infrared by the Herschel Space Observatory and Spitzer Space Telescope, in X-ray by the Chandra X-ray Observatory, and, most notably, in both visible and near-infrared light by the Hubble Space Telescope (one of its most iconic targets).

Credit: NASA, ESA, CSA, STScI; Joseph DePasquale (STScI), Alyssa Pagan (STScI).

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Just adorable!

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Hello!

Thank you for joining me here! I'm EchoMikeMike22 on A03. This is a space where I share things related to my fic, The Gothic Haunting of Tim Drake-Wayne.

My profile can be found here:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Emmalie22/pseuds/EchoMikeMike22

My beta writer's (Attack_Iguana) can be found here:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Attack_Iguana/pseuds/Attack_Iguana

Please feel free to reach out with any questions or comments! Let's be friends.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/63024655/chapters/161406940

The Gothic Haunting of Tim Drake-Wayne

So, I don't know if anyone is into Batfam or Danny Phantom but I randomly came across this amazing crossover on Reddit and I wanted to share the love! It's a Tim Drake/Danny Phantom slash with superpowered!Danny and ubercompetent!Tim and it just generally brilliant. You don't really need to know anything about Phantom to read the story, I didn't but you should probably know at least some Batman.

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Okay, so I know I already posted for Pride but I couldn't not share this amazing piece of art, and really, there can't be enough of awesome rainbows for everyone!

『let your voice resonate within me and be heard』

happy pride month :)

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Happy Pride Month everyone! You do you!

Happy Pride!!!!! Nature is for everyone!

hats and stickers of this fella coming Friday at noon!

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So this is basically my life. Except I almost never wear coats and even when I do, I don't zip them.

Socially awkward comics

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I would love this as a tattoo!

keep me, collect me

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A prophet is not honored in his own country. He tries this in America, he'll absolutely be crucified.

Preaching the virtues of breaking free from an oppressive system of mass brainwashing, local man Dan Pearson, the chosen one who will lead humanity out of its current dark age of commercialism, revealed Monday that advertising doesn’t work on him. “I actually do research online instead of just buying something because of some dumb ad,” said He Who Has Been Foretold, whose name will be celebrated for centuries as the man who finally saw through the deception of consumerism and led humanity into a golden age of free thought and spiritual nourishment.

Full Story

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I'm sorry, what? Themed competitions. They're making people compete to win citizenship, okay, I guess it already is a sort of competition, but you're going to film it for other people's amusement and make money off them and then claim it's for their own good. Every time I think we've reached the bottom of the barrel, it somehow gets worse.

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You know, psych holds are also locking up people without due process and I will die on that hill.

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I thought it was rain then Vavoom!

❤️‍🩹 Oh, angel 🌧️

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