#BatCare

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How To Clean A Wood Bat?

How do you clean a wooden bat? Or have you just never cleaned one? When you use one often, you will see that it can get very dirty very quickly.

Cleaning a wooden bat will not only make it look better, but it will also help it work better on the field.

How to clean a wooden bat To learn how to clean a wood bat, you have to do a number of things. And we'll tell you everything you need to know about it below. We'll show you the best four ways to clean a baseball bat made of wood. These are the four ways:

Using a dish detergent If you didn't know, one of the best ways to make a wood bat look like new again is to clean it with dishwashing liquid.

One of the main reasons to use dishwashing liquid is that it doesn't have any harsh chemicals in it that could hurt the bat. For this job, you only need a bowl, a sponge, some warm water, and a microfiber cloth.

Start by putting a few drops of dish soap in your bowl and mixing it well with your warm water. The next step is to scrub the bat with a sponge that has been dipped in your mixture.

Scrub the bat from one end to the other, then rinse it with plain water and dry it with the microfiber cloth.

Using rubbing alcohol You can use rubbing alcohol to clean a wood bat, especially if it was made with pine tar. People do this daily after each game, which is okay.

Use rubbing alcohol to wet a soft cloth or paper towel. Next, quickly clean the bat from the top of the barrel to the end of the handle. Know that you need to pay attention to the handle in particular.

This is because pine tar, dirt, and sweat quickly build up on the handle. And if it gets scratched or dinged up, you have to rub it with another wood bat or a piece of bone.

This is to smooth out any rough spots and keep the surface of your bat from getting any marks.

Using Castile liquid soap Castile liquid soap is another way to learn how to clean a wooden bat. It's used because the natural ingredients in it make it a great way to clean the wood bat.

This soap doesn't leave a film on wood and gets rid of dirt quickly. You only need to put a few drops of Castile soap into your bowl of water, just like you would with dishwashing liquid.

Then, when you have a smooth mixture, dip your sponge into it and rub it all over the bat. Ensure you scrub it well enough, mainly down to its handle, and rinse with running water until the soap leaves.

When you're done, you should wipe it down with a dry cloth.

Using baking soda Baking soda is a great cleaner that can be used to clean wood bats. The reason is that it is subtle on the wood and will eliminate all mold and rust.

Just put two tablespoons of baking soda in a bowl of warm water and stir. When you're done, put your sponge in it and scrub the bat with it. Please pay close attention to the details as you scrub it before you rinse it with plain water.

Wipe the bat down with clean water and let it dry completely before you use it again.

Conclusion We have provided you with the necessary tips you need when learning how to clean a wood bat. Ensure you read through this article so that you do not cause any damage just because you decided to wash your wood bat.

Here are some more ways that we know of to clean a baseball bat.

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[mydarlingbat]

Batman odyssey #5

[kitschykitschykoo]

When world's collide ! The creature from the Batcave...

[sinvulkt]

Spoiler for Dark Nights: Metal

[dj-carni]

[dragangrafixmarketing]

Batman 2, The Dark Knight Returns, New Batmobile Car Designs

[fukcnoplease]

Things always go wrong Pt 4

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3

They had been in a dark tunnel for a long time before the batcar finally slowed down. Signal had been typing at his forearm while it projected something for nearly the entire drive. Dani noticed the light signaling the end of the tunnel and stopped breathing.

The tunnel opened up into a massive cave, covered floor to ceiling  in towering stalactites and stalagmites. Everywhere except the road that seemed to float in the middle of it all. 

As they went deeper, platforms started to emerge from the walls. Dani stared at the cars, and even a few planes, that sat on the massive shelves. If they had looked smaller she wouldve thought they were toys on display. Eventually they stopped in the center of a massive open room. Was it a room if the walls and ceiling were a cave? And if you could park a car in it and still have massive open space? Maybe this was just a fancy garage.

Storage systems were tucked away on the floating platforms and there was a giant computer system at the other end of the cave. Tucker would have fainted. There was a pang of something from her core, worry maybe. Dani ignored it as she unbuckled Danny and pulled him out of the car, this time letting Signal help. He looked worse, his skin looked gray. Too gray. She was scared too much movement would make it worse.

Dani was exhausted too. She had enough ectoplasm to transform but it had taken a toll on her and she hadnt turned back yet. She wanted to lay down and sleep, maybe punch something, but she kept that to herself. Danny needed her right now. 

She tried to maneuver him into a more comfortable position but before she was comfortable she felt Danny be lifted off her. Panicking, she spun and threw a hard punch. Batman grunted and took a few steps back, pulling away from her. With Danny still in his arms.

It was surprising enough that he had stayed standing after taking a punch from Dani but she almost lost it when he moved away with Danny. He was carrying him princess style, which would have been funny if she wasnt so horrified. 

“Give him back.” She growled and Batman didnt react.

“I can carry him.” Without waiting for a reply he walked towards what looked like metal cone shaped holes in the wall. Dani leapt for him, this time she really was going to hurt him. 

“Wait, you piece of shit! Give him back!” Dani cried as she ran after the big bat. Her vulgarities had the intended effect and Batman turned to look at her, surprised as she leapt at him. 

She was fast but just as she got her hands on Danny Batman stepped into the metal cone. Dani was enveloped in bright light and before she could even register what was happening they were in a different metal cone facing into a giant metal room. 

She didnt have time to take in her new surroundings before she heard Danny gurgle. He shuddered in Batman's arms and his arms raised to grasp around his chest as he blinked his eyes open. Dani froze when she saw his eyes were entirely green, no iris or pupil, and didnt react in time to stop Danny from thrusting the palm of his hand at Batman’s face. He tumbled out of the man’s arms and landed in a heap on the floor. 

He made another gurgling sound and then threw up ectoplasm all over the floor. Dani was by his side in an instant and tried to soothe him. He whipped his hands out at her and she caught his wrists. Dani felt her core scream as she held Danny back from hitting her. Why was he attacking her? This wasnt a normal injured Danny reaction. He shook violently and she whispered whatever she could think of to help calm him down. He was okay, they were safe, they were okay. As the shaking lessened into trembles he started crying, great big drops of green ectoplasm fell from his glowing eyes. Dani dropped his arms and pulled him into a hug. She felt herself spiral. She had no idea what to do. They had no way to get to Frostbite until Danny was better but she had no idea if he WOULD get better. This had never happened before. She hadn't been alive long and it hit her all at once how little she knew. 

His core stuttered in a broken rhythm when she tried to harmonize with him and she gripped him tighter. She had a sudden understanding of why Danny had always been so worried about sending her off on her own.

“We need to get him to the medical center.” Batman said and Dani looked up at him. She had forgotten he had been standing there and he was rubbing his jaw where he had been hit. Rage bloomed in her chest and she glared at him. She should kill him for what he had done. That thought alone stuttered her brain into silence.

He hadn't done anything. It wasn't his fault, he didn't know this would happen. She didn't know either. She felt like she didn't know anything at all.

“No. He needs to rest. There isnt anything you can do for him anyways.” She said with venom. Batman stared at her and frowned. This she did know. There was no way they knew anything about ghosts. If they knew they were ghosts there was no way they would have saved them from the GIW. There was no way they had anything that could help them. That could help Danny.

“We can help to the best of our ability. We can give basic first aid and run tests to find out what is wrong. As soon as we know-” Batman said. Dani growled at him and he scowled as he was cut off, straightening his back to look bigger.

“You don't need to know anything. I am telling you that you can't help. What he needs is a bed and to be left alone.” Dani said, anger growing. Batman furrowed his brow and opened his mouth to speak on for a different voice to interject.

“Let them rest.” The interjector said. She was a tall and muscular woman with knee high boots and what looked like an armored bathing suit. Dani scrunched her face at the fashion choices and the glowing yellow lasso at her side. Ignoring those though, she was beautiful. Wavy dark hair and a striking face that was gentle in comparison to her defined muscles.

“Wonder woman.” Batman growled. Dani couldn't tell if he was being threatening or if he was just upset at being interrupted. Dani didn't really care. A part of her, pretty big part, enjoyed watching him be told what to do.

“I understand your concern, Batman, and I sympathize with it. The scene we just saw is concerning but if the information Signal sent us is to be believed then perhaps we should let them rest.” She let Batman take a breath before she turned to Danny and smiled. “Is there anything we could help you with? Your friend seems injured and we would like to help to the best of our abilities.” 

Dani stared at her. She didn't really know what to say but she pulled the heaving Danny closer and shook her head.

“I can… I can handle it. He just needs a bed. And to be alone.” she said. Under the maternal gaze of Wonder woman Dani felt tiny, like a small kid who had been found alone. It was jarring to have such a caring and maternal look aimed at her. The woman just nodded at her and motioned for Dani to follow. Batman made his patented ‘hn’ sound and went off in another direction and Dani sat there, frightened and out of her depth. She didn't want to move. She wanted to close her eyes and wake up back in Amity, laughing on Sam’s bed while Danny lost miserably at smash.

“Don't worry, I can show you to an empty guest room and once your friend is settled I can show you around the watchtower.” Wonder Woman said. Dani nodded, she felt numb as she stood up, lifting Danny off the floor with her. He was awkwardly shifted so she was holding his legs and he was bent over one of her shoulders but it worked and she just hoped she didn't have to walk too far. At some point Danny had passed out again and while Dani didn't like it, it was probably more comfortable for him right now.

Thankfully Wonder Woman didn't take her too far down one of the corridors that split off the big room they were just in. She pressed a button on the wall and a door slid into the wall like a sci-fi show. Danny would have loved this place if he was awake to see it. Whatever this place was. Waves of fear suddenly crashed into her as she realized she had no idea where they were. A bunker? A secure facility? Were they even in America anymore?

Dani’s core shuddered and she took a deep breath. She could think about that when she wasn't carrying an unconscious potentially dying Danny. 

She walked past Wonder Woman and into the room. There was a bed to the left of the door, a desk at the end of the small room and some American looking outlets but nothing much else. Dani dumped her ‘ambassador’ on to the bed unceremoniously. He grunted and she felt a little bad but she made up for it by tossing the covers over him equally unceremoniously. They could laugh about it when he woke up. Because he would wake up. She would make sure of it.

“Would you like for me to show you around? I can show you where the cafeteria and bathrooms are.” Wonder woman offered, hitting Dani with that disarming maternal smile again. Dani looked between her and Danny before shaking her head. She wasn't going to leave him alone. Not in an unfamiliar, potential government facility with essentially government officials. 

“No thank you.” Dani said and Wonder woman gave a heartbreaking look of concern and care and Dani wanted to be swallowed by the earth. “Maybe later?” she said and Wonder woman gave her a gentle smile and nod.

“If you need anything there should always be someone just down the hall.” The woman said, pointing further down the hall and away from the only place in the building that Dani was familiar with. Maybe it was just her but the corridor looked far darker than it did just a few minutes ago but she nodded regardless. Wonder Woman gave one last smile before closing the door.

Dani slid down the side of the bed and onto the floor. She felt like there was so much going on that her brain had just gone blank. Like an overheated computer.

Time passed as she stared at the door and leaned against the metal frame of the bed. She didn't know how much time passed and she didn't really care. She wanted to just sit there for as long as she could. Maybe if she just waited Danny would get better. Or someone would come help them. Maybe Jazz would come storming through that door and she would get a great big hug and it would all be ok.

Something started buzzing and Dani jumped. She felt the vibrations again and she looked at the bed, Danny laying there still and breathing, as the bed vibrated. It took a few too many seconds for Dani to realize it was coming from the backpack still on Danny’s back. Careful she rolled Danny on to his side, facing him away from her, as she unzipped the bag and took out the ringing phone. 

Eco-Terrorist was calling. A picture of Sam Manson flipping off the camera filling the screen as the device buzzed. Dani swiped to pick up and Sam’s face popped up. It made Dani jump, though Sam ignored it.

“Dani? Where is Danny? Is he okay? Where are you?” Sam asked, her voice stern but full of worry and Dani almost started crying. 

“I-I don't know.” Dani said. She felt her voice wobble and she took a deep breath to center herself. Just like Jazz had taught her. Just like she had so many times before.

“What do you mean? Are you okay?” Sam watched Dani take some more calming breaths and frowned, “Tucker and I just got to Gotham. We are heading to my apartment now. Do you think you can meet us there if I send you the address?” She kept her voice gentle as she asked and Dani wiped her eyes.

“I don't know. We got chased into Gotham and cornered in an alley. Danny… Danny collapsed and I didnt know what to do. Some of the bat people showed up and helped and then batman showed up and then he said he would help and i didnt know what to do and I followed him and I know you aren't supposed to follow strangers, of course I know, I travel all the time! But he took us through a portal or something and Danny freaked out and now I don't know where we are but there was another lady and she helped and-” Dani felt tears on her cheeks but she just kept talking until Sam cut her off.

“Batman took you somewhere?” Sam asked and before Dani could nod she heard Tucker scream: “BATMAN TOOK YOU!?” and she flinched away from the phone. There was a smack and some cursing and Dani could have almost laughed. If it wasn't for the groan and rustle as Danny moved to look at the phone in Dani’s hands.

“Danny?” she whispered but the boy didn’t respond. His eyes weren't all green anymore, now just the irises glowed, but they weren't focusing on anything.

“Is that Danny? Is he alright?” Sam asked over the phone and Danny moved again. His core let out an uneven shudder and he groaned in pain, falling back onto the bed. He was facing Dani now but his eyes were scrunched closed and he was clutching his chest. 

“Hello? Is everything ok?” Sam asked, her voice more concerned than it was before and Dani snapped back to the video call, blinking.

“Uhm, I think- I think he hurt his core but I-I dont know how?” Dani said and turned back to watch Danny as he tried to breathe through whatever pain he was dealing with. 

“Hey!” Sam called and both of the halfas turned their gaze to the phone, “We can handle that, ok? If you can get him to my apartment we have the resources to help. Can you do that?”

Dani nodded but frowned.

“I can try, but Batman really didn't want to let Danny be. I don't know if I can convince him to let us leave.”

“Is there anyone else you can ask? Can you convince someone else to let you leave?” Sam asked and Dani hummed. There was Wonder Woman and she seemed more than willing to help. There was also whoever was just down the hall but that was a gamble. Maybe if she asked for help finding Wonder Woman? Dani worked through the possibilities in her head and Sam gave a small smile. 

“Look, we have to go. I need to call Jazz and update her but if anything changes text me or Tucker and if things go south call me, ok?” Sam said. Dani nodded and Sam waved bye before hanging up. Thoughts and plans raced through Dani’s head as she tried to figure out what to do. She could play up the young child act if the person seemed kind enough or lean into the royalty act if they looked gullible enough. Maybe she could even use the ancient ghost trick if the child act didn't work.

Dani took a deep breath and stood up. Danny needed help fast and spending too much time building up plans, or courage, was not something she could afford. She turned and clicked the button on the wall, the door sliding open.

The hallway stretched to her left and right and looked even darker now that wonder woman wasn't there. Dani took a shaky breath and stepped out. She moved to keep going but glanced back one last time to check on Danny. He had closed his eyes again and his breathing had evened out. She closed the door and hoped no one would try anything while she was gone. He would be fine.

The dark corridor didn't seem as oppressive now that she was actually walking through it but she still rushed. The corridor ended in another open room, this one more of a lounge with couches and seating a few low tables and a giant window for one wall.

A window that opened to the massive expanse of space. Earth a curved globe below her. 

Holy shit.

They were in space. They weren't in America. They were on a giant space station. In space. Dani almost choked as she stared into the endless array of stars. Her legs almost gave out as her thoughts crashed into another. They were in space. How would they get home? How would they get to Gotham? How had she not noticed? No wonder Batman had been so confident about the GIW not finding them. How could anyone find them? Danny would be ecstatic. Danny would be heartbroken. He would have no recollection of being in space but he still would have been there.

Dani had never been to space before. Dani had heard of how he had flown up to the edge of the earth's atmosphere when he had had a particularly bad day. He said it had been the most beautiful view he had ever seen.

Dani watched the cool colors of the earth swirl below her and the sparkling blanket of stars beyond that. It was beautiful, and she wondered if Danny would have been able to tell her about the constellations. She wanted to hear him talk again. Bright and excited and way too fast to understand. 

“Are you lost?” A voice said and she turned to see a man dressed in blue and red with a big S on his chest. He was big, as big as batman and had a big cape hanging from his shoulders.

“Do you know where Wonder Woman is?” She asked, completely monotone. The man stared at her in surprise. 

“No… but I can find her for you. Do you need her for something? Are you ok?” He asked, looking concerned as he approached her. He kind of reminded her of a big bear. Dangerous, sure, but also friend-shaped.

“I… I need to go home?” she said. It wasn't supposed to be a question. The shock of being in space had factory reset Dani’s brain and she felt eerily calm. Her emotions barely registered as she watched the man try and figure out what was going on.

“I see. Do you.. Know why you’re here by any chance?” He asked and Dani nodded solemnly.

“Batman kidnapped me.” She said. Her core hummed in amusement as she watched the man splutter and struggle to find something to say to that.

“Are- Is he- Are you his newest ward?” The caped man asked and Dani stared at him. Now equally confused.

“No?” Dani said, “Sorry, does he normally kidnap kids?” 

“What? No! Well, not usually?” The man fumbled to explain and Dani was suddenly struck by how casually Batman had gotten them in his car and dragged them into, not just his cave, but also an entire space station.

“Holy shit,” Dani said, “I'm in a secondary location.”

~~

Helloooo This week has been actually awful so Im sorry if the quality has gone down hill :/ I probably wont be able to post anything for a while because so much has been happening and I havent been able to sit down and write much

But Im gonna do my best ! And I hope you still enjoy!!

[thief-of-eggs]

I just saw a picture of a kids batmobile bed and- imagine:

The inheritable batmobile bed. Each new kid that Bruce takes in gets to use it. It’s like a robin rite of passage. 

Dick is who got it originally. Bruce wanted to help make things more cheerful for him after taking him on as his ward, and lo and behold- he saw an ad for the batmobile bed. How could he resist?

And Dick LOVED it. He slept in that dang thing until he’d well outgrown it, his teenage body curled up awkwardly to still fit. It’s only when he was waking with cramped limbs every morning that Bruce finally convinced him to move into another bed. But they kept it, even if they couldn’t explain why. Sentiment maybe, if Bruce can be accused of that

Cut to Jason arriving at the manor. Bruce can’t resist- he has Alfred pull the bed out of storage, sets it up in Jason’s new room. And when Jason sees it he’s just 😐. But he secretly loves it. Even if he’ll never admit it. And a part of him kinda misses it, once he’s back. His silly little batmobile bed, which Dick jokingly teased him for using, even though Alfred made it quite clear that the ex-robin couldn’t bear to part with the bed when he was younger. It was the first bed in a long time that Jason had gotten a real nights sleep in, after all.

Tim is practically giddy when he sees it. Not only is he over the moon that this bed used to belong to the other robins- but the fact is that he’s always wanted one of these. His parents had always said no, citing the “tacky” look and what not. It was too childish for their liking. So to finally get to have one??? He’s beside himself. He’s living the dream.

Steph was just as excited about it as Tim, though she was very outwardly expressive about it. Batcar bed?? Oh HELL yes. She doesn’t care how old she is- it’s the best thing she’s ever seen, and she loves every night in it

Finally it’s Damian’s turn. Bruce debates on putting it in his room or not, because honestly- the kid’s gonna hate it. And he does at first- he stomps right into the batcave after seeing it and demands to know who’s pulling a prank on him, don’t they know he’s not a child, blah blah blah. Bruce just shrugs and says he doesn’t have to use it if he doesn’t like it. And that’s that

Though one night Bruce passes by Damian’s room and finds him sleeping in it. He doesn’t mention it the next morning though. No need for Damian to flip out

[spicy-apple-pie]

For your latest post of course Damian's going to eat fast who can resist having a chance to see the Batcar.

Not to disappoint you guys, but we’re probably not going to see Damian in the Batmobile. Because I do not want to draw the interior lol

[mrmaybank]

FEM ALLEGED DNI

Fandom: DC

Titles: Just Come Home

Series: Wheres My Love? (1/??)

Character(s): Jason Todd, Wally West, Dick Grayson, Clark Kent, Wally West, Connor kent, Stephanie Brown, Bruce Wayne, The Joker

Request: No

Genre: Angst,

TW: death, Joker(he’s seriously his own tw),

A/N: Reader is superman’s sidekick, Connor is superboy, (Y/S/N) stands for your superhero name, and it’s also a little rushed at the end

Masterlist

April 27th, 2016

You stood anxiously in the batcave, it should have been a quick and easy mission. Get in, stop the joker, get Jason, and get out. What was taking so long? You were good at masking your distress it was something you learned, when you first became Superman’s side kick. But there was one person who could always see through the wall you built.

That person being Connor, even though you weren’t blood related. If him being a clone and you being human, you two were brothers. The closest thing two of you had to family. He placed a hand on your shoulder, “He’ll be okay,” he assured you.

You hoped he was right, you went back to looking at the door to the batcave willing it to open. For Bruce and Jason to come in, then was Dick ran into the cave with Wally following not far behind. “He’s here!” Dick exclaimed. No one need to say anything else all four of you rushed to the door, the seconds feeling like hours as the door finally opened.

The four of you quickly moved out of the way letting Bruce drive the batcar in. You expected him to jump out of the car with Jason’s in his arms rushing him to the med unit but he didn’t. He stayed in the car, no one moved until he finally did. His helmet was gone, revealing the pained expression on his face. His baby blue eyes filled with tears.

No one moved. No one said a thing. For a good couple of minutes before Dick spoke up, “Wheres Jason?” He asked. Everyone knew, deep down they knew. They knew the second Bruce stepped out of that car, where Jason was. But nobody wanted to believe it not even Bruce himself who had just seen it happen.

Bruce for the fear of admitting he just lost his youngest son, Dick for his younger brother, Wally for the little brother he never had, you for your boyfriend and partner in crime, and Connor for the person who made his brother the happiest person ever.

Bruce stared at the four of you before clearing his throat, “I got there,” Bruce took a deep breathe, “I didn’t have much time to get to him before the bomb went off. I fought my hardest to get into the building but there were too many of them. And by the time I was about to open the door It was too late, the bomb blew and he was gone,” the tears began falling down his face, “i waited till the smoke cleared to look for him.

And once i did that’s when I saw him, the joker. He stood there in the middle of the wreckage, a crowbar in his hands and he was laughing so hard. Jason laid at his feet, I rushed over there. I tried everything but he gone,” Bruce told them.

Tears filled your eyes, you placed a hand over your mouth. “No,” you mumbled, you shook your head, “No,” you sobbed.

“I’m sorry,” Bruce told you, “I should been quicker.”

June 21, 2017

You read the headstone to yourself over and over again. Repeating in your head mantra like somehow, someway he would came back.

Jason Peter Todd

“A true hero,”

August 16th, 2001 - April 27th, 2016

It had been a year and you still weren’t over it. You still couldn’t believe he was gone, you sat down in front of the grave placing the flowers, you had brought with you, down at the bottom of the grave. “Hey, babe,” you smiled, “I miss you, everyone does,” Your smile only widened, “Bruce found a new Robin, he’s really sweet and funny. You would have liked him, his is Tim.”

Your eyes quickly lit up as you remembered something, “Oh! I almost forgot, I’m becoming independent, I’m no longer superkid. Connor is now the the only sidekick of Superman. I am now (Y/S/N), it’s cool I know,”

Tears filled your (E/C) eyes, “I really wish you were, it’s not the same without you.” You stared at the grave once again reading it like mantra, you were pulled from your trance like state by your phone going off.

You pulled it from your pocket, it was message from Dick. He needed you at the batcave, you responded with ‘be there in a sec’ then shut off your phone placing it back in your pocket. “I have to go, Dick needs me. I love you,” and with that you were off.

May 31st, 2018

You stared at the green haired man in front of you, anger filled your eyes. He just smiled at you, then extended his arms outward. “Do you know where we are, (Y/S/N)?” He asked.

You looked around quickly, never really taking your eyes off of the man before looking back at him. “No, please enlighten me. Where are we?” You asked.

The clown’s smile only grew, “Warehouse eight,” he whispered to you. The name sent a shiver down your spine, he must have seen your reaction because he began laughing manically. You looked around once more then confirmed what he said, you were at remains of warehouse eight. How couldn’t you have know? You asked yourself. “This is where your pathetic little bird boy died.”

“Don’t call him, he wasn’t pathetic,” you spat. The joker began laughing harder at your comment, staring at you as if you were the insane one.

“Oh but he was, you know. As I beat him with that crowbar, he begged for you,” he began to mimic Jason’s voice, “Superkid, save me.”

Rage built up in your system, you always knew the joker was crazy but you never he would slump this low. Killing a innocent kid, then mimicking his finally moments like it was some joke. The clown began talking again pulling you from your thoughts, “You know, he called for everyone, Batman, Nightwing, Arsenal, Kidflash, Superboy. But he called for you the most,” he shook his head as he took a step towards you, “but you didn’t come.”

That’s it, you thought as you lunged towards him. He must have seen this coming because he quickly moved out of the way. You pulled two Kunais out of the secret pocket on your boots. You through them at him, one grazed his left arm and the other one hit forearm making him stager back.

He stared at you in shock, “You bitch,” he mumbled. That was when the real fight began, you had the advantage with the state his arm was in. So within seconds you got him on the floor, you began delivering punch after punch to his face.

You too lost in your murderous rage to realize two other vigilantes, as shown up. They called your name but you didn’t hear them, all you could hear was the thumping in your ears. You felt yourself being pulled off of the Joker but you fought against whoever grip it was.

(Y/S/N),” they said, you knew that voice. Dick, you thought yourself. Rage slowly drained from your body as you calmed down. You realized Dick wasn’t the only vigilante here, Stephanie was too. She looked at you with genuine fear in her eyes, “What the hell was that?” Dick asked.

“I…I don’t know,” you told him. You looked at the joker and grimaced at his appearance, then it dawned upon you almost killed him. You wanted to kill him.

June 3rd, 2018

You felt Connor and Clark’s eyes on you as placed your clothes into the suitcase, “How long will you be gone?” Connor asked.

You didn’t look at Connor just keep your eyes on what you were doing, “if I have it my way, I won’t be coming back,” You told him.

You felt a hand on your shoulder and you didn’t need to look to know it was Clark’s, “You can’t do this,” he told you.

You shook your head and closed your suitcase before turning to your mentor, “Do what you?” You asked.

“Run from your problems,” He replied.

You pinched the bridge of nose and sighed, “Listen Clark, I’m not running from my problems because I don’t have any problems,” that was the lie and everyone in that room knew it. You had problems before Clark and Louis took you in and you problems after too.

“I know about what happened with the Joker,” you froze. How did he know? “Dick told me,” Clark said as if reading your mind.

You huffed, “oh fuck him,” you exclaimed, “look i’ll be honest with you, that shouldn’t have happened but it did. And me leaving doesn’t have anything to do with it, I’ve been thinking about leaving for a while now,” You explained.

“So that was, the thing that sent you over the edge?” The black haired man asked. You sighed as realized he wasn’t gonna let this go, you sat on your now sheet less bed. Clark and Connor both joining you, your on your left and your mentor on your right.

“Look, I didn’t know what I was doing. I was fine, when the fight first started as I chased him away from town. Then I just, I just got so anger and then the next thing I know in remains of warehouse eight. And he starts talking about how pathetic Jason was and then he was telling me how Jason scream my name.

And something inside of me just broke. I was blinded by rage, there was something telling me kill him and I would have if Dick and Steph never showed up. The joker would be dead and it would be all my fault, and as Dick was screaming at me asking what the hell was wrong with me I realized that.

I realized that I was gonna kill a man. He was gonna die, and then I,” You looked at Clark, “thought and Louis,” then you turned your brother, “and you and I thought about how disappointed you would be. And I wondered would you even look at me the same? What would have happened if Dick and Steph never showed up? I kept asking myself these questions. And it became clear, I need to leave because as long as I am here. Everything is gonna bring me back to that night,” You told them.

“But you didn’t kill him,” Connor replied.

“But I could have, and I can’t leave like that knowing every time I fight the joker and even see or get close to him. I might kill him. I can’t do that,” You explained.

Clark sighed and the both of you turned to him, “You know, (M/N). I always thought I did wrong with you, that I could have raised you better but now looking at you now. I know that me and Louis did well with raising you. You turned into a wonderful person and now I need to know. Is this really what you want?” He asked.

“It is,” You replied.

“Then i’ll be here to support you in anyway I can,” Your mentor replied, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Thank you.” Connor and Clark helped you pack and soon you were on a train out of gotham. You had decided to head to New York, where you would stay with a friend. You made a promise to Clark, Connor, and Louis call them once you got to new york.

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[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Sunday Cleaning

We need more prompts with the Batfam and Alfred and I won't stand this Alfred erasure no more. (Side note, I didn't mean to write this much. It was suppose to be like bullet point fluff prompts like my last submission damn it.)

Alfred loves Bruce as his own child and Bruce's kids as his own grandchildren. Do not get him wrong he loves them all. It is just that as an old man growing older, he is not as fit as he used to be. Can he still get a bullseye with his guns? Yes. Will he still be able to shoot at people threatening his kid, his grandkids? He can and will, but it won't always remain that way. Just an old man growing fear of not being as helpful in saving his vigilante family from criminals to sometimes each other. Luckily he is still fit for his age, and while his worsening health is a concern, it is a concern for the far future. And he has plans in place for when his body fails him, after all, Batman having plans for his plans for his plans was partly a learned behavior from him. In the mean time, he is still the sole butler maintaining a mansion with secret nooks, crannies, and a hidden Batcave.

His newest grandkid, Danny, seems so unsure of his place in the household despite his attitude. Sure he gets along well with his brothers and sisters and his father (costume or not), but it is the little actions of double checking if he can do something by side-glancing his siblings that hurts Alfred. The sheer insecurity of even sitting on expensive furniture when Alfred knows he was the one who personally told Master Danny stories of a young Master Dick regularly swinging on the chandeliers since he was eight, Master Jason's vandalism of the Batcar, and even being told of how Master Damien ruined the shrubbery by using them as target practice with his swords. Danny is acting a lot like how Duke used to be. Careful of himself and his powers because of knowledge of Batman's stance on metas in Gotham, and how fragile their own family seems because of their abilities. They all know they are still learning, and occasionally causing mistakes or having fritz, but they are still children scared of accidentally hurting their family. 

It is only Sunday evening and the vacuuming must be done. However, he will bring up his concerns to Bruce when he returns from Wayne Towers. But speaking of the devil ghost, there he is. 

"Hello, Master Danny. What seems to be the concern?" While Bruce is a self-proclaimed detective, Alfred does not need to be one to see when his grandkid has an issue they want to discuss but is unsure how. 

"Umm nothing, but since I'm here, do you need help? Like I can lift stuff or turn it intangible if it helps?" Alfred lifts a brow. Not an answer, but it appears Danny is not ready to talk. Maybe some cocoa later will help.

"Your assistance will be appreciated, young Master. I will provide hot cocoa and some finger food afterwords." He has raised and helped raised several growing children. The only difference between Danny and the rest is only an increase in appetite due to his powers. The vigilantism is practically a genetic trait in his hodge-podge family. (And practically no one in this family stays dead for long.)

He has been both the sole servant since the passing of the Mister and Misses Wayne and sole caretaker of Master Bruce. He has taken care of this home and the residents single-handily since. Despite never needing help for chores, he still does not need help just yet. He can and will still deny Master Bruce desire to help. Don not get him wrong. His child is a great hero, but his life ban of cooking in his kitchen (despite it technically being Bruce's kitchen) still stands. But if his grandson wants to spend time with his calm grandfather before he is ready to talk about his problem, then who is he to deny? (And having a grandchild who can lift and turn objects intangible will finally make cleaning those dusty corners a breeze.)

[mydarlingbat]

[rantingpirate]

So I think I figured out why Batman has his Bat-everything.

So at the beginning, it was Bruce and his cave. At some point, he jokingly referred to it as "my man-cave — no, my Batman-cave!". And Alfred went along with this because at least master Bruce was being something other than angsty or Brucie-boy. At some point, this was shortened to the Batcave.

Then Batman got a car. And Bruce, being some combination of lazy and unoriginal with his naming, started calling it the Batmobile (because Batcar is just lame). Bat-copter, same.

Then he gets a kid. And little Dick Grayson, being all of 9 to 11 years old, decides that obviously this is how all of Batman's stuff is named. And thus we have things like Batarangs (okay that one might have been Bruce), Bat-skates, and the infamous shark repellant Bat-spray.

[jadedsnowtiger]

Three am Titans Tower: Dicks bedroom

"Dick, the Man in the Hat is back."

Girlish scream, as Dick looks to the 4day zombie Red Robin.

"Was that you or Kori?" A second person ask, as they turned on a light, the bed is full of Redheads.

"Dick, he wants $3.50." Tim blinked, looking around. "I don't have change, do you?"

"I might?" Dick recovers looking to his baby brother, who isn't bothered by his bed being filled.

Tim moves ahead, reaching for the wallets on the side table.

"I need $3.50 or he's telling Bruce I had sex with Kon in the Batcar."

"What?"

"What, Dick, we haven't done that!" Kori pipes up.

[quotidian-oblivion]

📓

Hi!!

So I had this idea a while ago about 'Runaways Tim & Jason AU', but then scrapped it cuz... yeah I just wasn't feeling it after a while. I was gonna name it 'Scram'.

This is more of a character relationship study sort of thing.

(Please ignore the grammar mistakes, i dont usually pay attention to grammar while i plan)

Basically, Tim and Jason meet in the streets while Tim is running away from his abusive parents and Jason is fending out on the streets alone. They meet while Jason is stealing tires from the batcar and Jason explains what he’s doing and Tim frowns at it cuz he loves Batman. They basically exchange conversation and the two seem suspicious of each other, and basically don’t seem to like each other cuz Jason’s rude and Tim seems too rich. 

Then they hear Batman coming and Tim leads Batman away from the batcar saying that he’s lost to distract him from the missing batmobile tires. Jason is relieved, but thinks nothing of it and takes the tires away because he got his own problems to attend to. 

He takes the two tires he managed to steal to his empty apartment (which will kick him out in a week if he doesn’t pay). He decides to sell them tomorrow and think of the things he’ll need to buy to survive and maybe a tiny treat for himself. Morning kicks in and he sells the tires to the car shop he knows will pay up good. They are dubious and basically steal the tires from him just cuz he’s a kid. Jason leaves with a bruised eye and vows to kill the kid who gave him the false tip. 

He doesn’t have any money left since the jerks took the little he brought and the emergency money at home needs to be used for the rent so that he can stay for at least a week more. He wanders the food street, his stomach grumbling, and sniffs at the many aromas in the air, not being able to do nothing more than just smell them. He enters the most kid-friendly shop (it has a poster of a cartoon dog on the front window) and he asks if they are looking for employment. It’s a family-run business so he thinks that they might employ him and not sell him to a human-trafficking site and the wife who is the only one who knows how to speak english tells him to scram. Jason insists and lists off all the things he can do, but the wife won’t budge. So he storms off and trashes their bins in revenge. The wife comes screaming and he runs away before she can lay her hands on him. 

He spends the rest of the afternoon, roaming the streets away from Crime Alley mindlessly and collecting change from the most friendly looking people. By the time it’s 1 in the afternoon (Jason checks his father’s watch that he stole before he dies), he managed to collect a total of two dollars in change. That was a real stroke of luck considering that this was Gotham. He decides to go to the train station to see if there were any foreigners about (they were rare, no one wanted to come to Gotham) when he sees the kid he had seen last night. 

He tries to avoid him, but accidentally catches his eye and sees that he’s healthy and safe. The kid doesn’t seem interested in him either because he turns away and quickly tries to board the approaching train. That would have been the end of that, but then a man grabs the kid and tries to drag him away. Jason sees that it’s a ticketmaster and he’s scolding Tim for sneaking on. Tim earnestly says that he has money to pay for the ride, but the ticketmaster doesn’t seem to believe him and tells him to scram. [this fic is titled “Scram” cuz ppl keep telling Tim and Jason to scram, but then at the end, when they inevitably meet Bruce (maybe through one of the other Justice League heroes? Like the Flash?), they find that Bruce and Dick and Alfred aren’t telling them to scram]. Jason comes forward and pretends to be his brother [this could be another plot point that at the start, Jason pretended to be Tim’s brother, but later they don’t even have to pretend because they really do care about each other] and drags Tim away. 

Tim thanks him and Jason says that he’s just paying back what Tim [they don’t tell each other their names until a couple days later] did for him the other night. Tim says that Batman was getting more violent after Robin’s leave and he didn’t know whether he would be mad at Jason or not. Jason says whatever and eyes him suspiciously. Tim asks what happened and Jason asks if he does actually have money. Tim freezes then his features twist to a snarl and he spits out saying that Jason was after his money the whole time. Jason rolls his eyes and says obviously, why else would he be interested in him? If he wants to live out in the streets then he’ll have to get used to it. Tim scoffs and turns away and Jason lets him go. He doesn’t need more trouble on his hands.  [Basically, Tim’s parents hunt for him and they’re forced to go through city through city, alerting each JLA hero of each city about themselves, but the JLA members don’t know that each other know. They build bonds, get each other out of trouble and the fic explores how one can live in the streets in modern day]

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I heard that there was another fic kinda like this later (didn't read it cuz i dont vibe with some of the tags), so that added to my motivation slipping. But yeah, i think this has fic potential, im just not bothered to write it.

[average-drawer]

MY LEGO DIMENSIONS DISC BROKE

FUCK

I HAVE AN ENTIRE CASE OF CHARACTERS

I HAVE

Blossom

Bubbles

Buttercup

Unikitty

batman

Wild style

Gandalf

Sandworm

The doctor

The tardis

k9

Ugloighh the archer from lord of the rings

That girl from the Harry Potter stuff about creatures

Simpsons tv??

Super soaker/Cloud cuckoo car (we always call it the cloud cuckoo car and never super soaker)

Slimer but for some reason he's missing his bottom?

Invisible jet

Wonder woman

Zuel

Beetlejuice

Simpsons car

Homer

The joker

Mystery machine

Benny

Benny's spaceship

Cyborg's mech

Stay puft

shaggy

Cyborg's mech

The big sandwich that shaggy/scooby eats

Scooby

Batcar

I just found unikitty's severed head next to buttercup's mech in sand

Harley Quinn

Bane

The telephone

Octo

Harley quinn's car

The joker's helicopter

There's more I just need to put it away before my family is aware that I brought it out

ANYWAY THAT MEANS THAT ALL OF THOSE ARE JUST FIGURES NOW AND I CAN NEVER HEAR THE LEGO MOVIE SONG AGAIN OR GET MAD OVER A PORTAL PUZZLE