#*vlad

[saoriplease]

The ORIGINALS™ coming soon

[weirdlookindog]

“Drunk Skeletons”

© Vlad Gradobyk

[suzie-bee]

a kind of continuation to this

[lclordcrescent]

[momokarp]

Danny never got help with his homework again

[thisdudedoesntexist]

I had a fic idea but don't know where to go with it, so if you want to expand on anything feel free.

So, Danny's finally an adult who's off to college at Gotham (the STEM there is crazy for how many supervillains have doctorates). Since Vlad actually took the time to heal and grow past his issues and turned into the crazy Bi uncle he was supposed to be, Danny's got his college paid for.

In the form of $50,000 and an kinda ok motel near the upper west side.

He tried asking his former nemesis why he's done this but Vlad just told him it's so he has some "pocket change and experience".

Danny's been spending the past few weeks aceing his his STEM middling at literature and upgrading the motel into something actually decent.

His business seem to be attracting the strangest living too. That's saying something since he's got ghostly and living guests. Danny knew this place was cursed but still feels surprised every time they show up.

1st: A nice lesbian couple came on the first night cause one with green-ish skin named Pam according to the pale lady named Harley felt the vegetation get really excited when he came. He had about an hour of questioning on Ectology and who Undergrowth was.

2nd: A 10ft tall crocodile man named Waylon came in cause of Harley's recommendation, he looked like he'd run any moment. That night he made sure his staff wouldn't mistreat people like him and by the time croc left there was a glowing sign by the door about how different guests are to be treated with respect no matter how they look.

3rd: THE Red hood showed up asking about a kid who worked there. Her name's Zoe and when her parents reaction to their kid being trans was to kick her out of the house at 17. She biked to the motel to get some rest before catching the bus out of Gotham, got a job checking people in instead and has since found an actual family with the help of Amorpho a social worker Danny met a few years ago.

4th: the most recent event was when Gotham's play boy prince and his cousin Kate Kane stumbled in during his shift at the front desk. Mr. Wayne was pretending extremely well to be drunk while his cousin was wrangling him awkwardly. If Danny didn't have super senses he wouldn't have noticed he was acting, or the tracker added to his cuff when he was semi-forced to shake "Bruce, just Bruce. Everyone's always so stiff." Hand. The tracker had little legs and crawled under his shirt, creepy and fascinating.

[alethianightsong]

Ok, so in the original Bram Stoker novel, sunlight is not lethal to Dracula. He just loses most of his powers. I'm bringing this up cuz I want a horror comedy where the hero, sensing dawn, tears off the curtains as a last-ditch effort only to have the vampire go "Aw shit, there goes most of my fancy powers. Guess I'll have to beat your ass the old-fashioned way" then proceeds to just deck the hero cuz a vampire at half-strength is still a fucking vampire.

[hawberries]

SAVE ME LYCAHUGO… SAVE ME…

[lilianade-comics]

Ever feel like you belong in another time?

[caleb-crow]

It's our boy, Lisa.

[thelotusrabbit]

DpxDc #18

Accidentally unmannerly.

Shitty people weren't a new thing.

Anywhere, anytime, you can always find people who make themselves feel better by putting others down. They think the world revolves around them, and because they are upset, others have to stop everything and do their bidding.

Those were the people Tim hated the most.

He couldn't stand those who insisted on making him feel more miserable than he already was, so he really, really had to hold back and not punch this guy in the nose.

He pitied anyone who had anything to do with this guy on a daily basis.

Vlad Masters talked like he expected Tim to pity him, like it was unfair that his mansion was being raided by police because he was being investigated for embezzlement, tax evasion, and money laundering.

Which, alright, shit rich people do all the time, but he was talking about it like all of it was all Tim's fault, like he was the one that reported him.

It was like having Alfred lecture him, repetitive, annoying, and talking only to make you feel worse.

"Wonder what will happen if they find the basement, um? Think they just ignore all of that ecto-"

Vlad suddenly stopped talking.

Tim looked up and saw him staring at someone.

On the other side of the room, as teenager who looked exactly like Tim was raiding the buffet.

Vlad turned to him, a look of horror on his face.

"You're not Danny..."

[chronicdelusionistsart]

Watching DP with friends for the first time. Coming to conclusions

[dcxdpdabbles]

Vlad: Make sure to charm the youngest Wayne at tonight's gala. If you want your parents' business to stay afloat, you need funds. Bruce Wayne is known for throwing money at pretty things he wants in bed and the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree as they say.

Danny: Oh don't worry, Fruitloop, I'll use this perfect opportunity you provide well.

*At the Gala*

Danny: Hey bad-looking. You smell like a rotting corpse.

Damian: I beg your pardon?

Danny: *finger guns* Then beg.

Damian:.....

Danny: I'm a guest of Vlad Masters. Anything I do reflects him. Again, that's Vlad Masters. Oh by the way, your eyes resemble sick toads and your voice sounds like broken glass.

Damian: I don't understand what you're attempting to do.

Danny: And you never will. Kisses and death threats *blows kiss and leaves*

Dick: Are you okay Dami?

Damian: *clutching chest* Is this love!?

[iggys-art]

Tepes family wip

Castlevania

[astronnova]

help him