#Twin Lives

[guardianofthemultiverses]

Artwork (c) Me

[zoe-oneesama]

I got it into my head that Fuzzie Fox's flute would become a recorder Because Kid and I couldn't let it go. Either way, me and @goatlilly agree, Paris is suffering.

[artsymeeshee]

random doodles of the best boys of the sea 🌊

(Do NOT tag as ship please :T)

[paintedcrows]

Had a silly thought about hypothetical cat curse shenanigans with @dark-lord-of-awesomeness's How to Cat Burglar a Family ;)

Bonus doodle!!

[keylimeart]

could i interest you in my space regency au

[grey-viridian]

I've got your back!

Always.

(Rottmnt Possessed AU)

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC My Brother in the Mirror

Damian doesn't like mirrors.

He never mentioned the fact to other members of the family, but they are detectives and vigilantes, it's their job to be observant. Which, after so many years, becomes a habit.

Damian doesn't actively avoid the mirrors - he has a mirror in his bathroom, he didn't express any discomfort over going into a mirror labyrinth at some carnival they've attended (he expressed disgust over taking part in something so stupid, in his words, but that's a whole another story), and he actually spent a few minutes in front of the funhouse mirrors when no one was looking, watching his own reflection distort in various ways. He also has no problems with his self-image - he doesn't mind pictures of him taken at any time (unless it's Tim, but that's, again, a whole another story), he's drawn a few self-portraits that were rather accurate and he liked them.

He just doesn't like mirrors. For some reason.

His family, both close and extended, never questioned it. They did some gentle research to see if the dislike was caused by some kind of problem Damian was experiencing without telling anyone, but when they found no proof of that, they've just decided it was some quirk of his. Everyone has quirks. Dick doesn't like eating cereal like a normal person, Tim despises sleep, Steph is at war with any color other than purple.

That is, until one day, Tim witnesses Damian sitting in front of a mirror.

He is not even aware of it - the whole family is having a game night, and through some arguments and rearrangements on the couch, Damian ends up sitting on the left side of it, where his back is turned to one of the three mirrors in the room. Tim, who's lost the last round, is slumping in an armchair nearby, pointedly looking away from the screen where Damian and Jason are enthusiastically competing over the first place in Mario Cart. Of course, Tim can't just not watch it since he needs to know their strategies. But turning back around would also be admitting defeat.

The solution? Easy, watch the screen through the mirror.

Which is when he notices it.

Damian in the mirror doesn't act the same as Damian in the room. Out of the corner of his eye, Tim can see the real Damian moving around, shoving Jason with his elbow, fully concentrated on the game, and yelling something. Damian-in-the-mirror is sitting unnaturally still, the back of his head over the couch unmoving.

Tim forgets all about the game when Damian's reflection starts to turn around. Slowly and carefully, eerie in the way the horror movies are, the boy in the mirror turns his head around like an owl, his neck twisting inhumanely.

His eyes are green. Green like the toxic waste, like Jason's madness, like acid in cartoons, like the Waters of Lazarus.

Damian in the mirror smiles, his unblinking, gliwing eyes fixed on Tim, and his teeth are sharp and pointy, and there are too many of them, humans can't smile this wide.

"-im? Tim!" A hand nudges him in the shoulder, and Tim looks away from the mirror, finding Dick standing over him. The noise of the game room returns all at once, and, wait, when did it become quiet for Tim?.. He must have a strange expression on his face because Dick's easy smile falls slightly, and he frowns, "Is everything okay?"

Tim looks back to the mirror, but the green-eyed boy in the mirror is gone, and the mirror only reflects Damian as he is: sitting on the couch.

"Yeah," Tim shakes his head and forces a smile on his lips, "I just zoned out."

"Okay," Dick pats him on the shoulder and gives him the controller, "It's your turn now."

Tim takes the controller and turns around, facing the screen. Tim throws a quick glance at Damian, who had slid down on the couch so his head would not be in the reflection anymore. Tim sees the cold, warning hint to his eye, a clear do not speak of it message.

Tim doesn't like that the mirror is now behind him.

[wonderwomanpleasesteponme]

Val wondering Gotham trying to enjoy her vacation visiting her family in the city: *notices Robin and a ghost arguing*

Val who has gotten better with her ghost hatred and is less 'shoot first ask questions later' when it comes to ghosts and really doesn't want to mess up time with family whom she hardly sees by fighting with one: not my monkeys not my circus.

Robin shouting loud enough for her liminal hearing to pick up: you don't want to kill me? Not after I took your place as both father and grandfather's heir? Don't take me for a fool ahki.

Val: huh Robin's brothers with that ghost.

Val: *looks more closely at the ghost Robin is arguing with realizing it's Phantom*

Val hurriedly putting on her suit to fly up there: MY MONKEY MY CIRCUS

[akanemnon]

Just a regular day

[mysterycitrus]

they saw u from across the bar and hated ur vibe 💔

[breesperez139]

Dc x Dp Prompt #6

“I’m a twin”, Damian said one night. He could feel the narrowed eyes of his family drilling holes on his back in disbelief. Not that he could blame them. Damian had never so much as implied being raised with a companion, much less a sibling.

“I had a brother”. Damian paused to recollect himself. He had not said his brother’s name out loud in over 8 years.

“His name was… Danyal”. Damian hated the way his voice wavered, but he could not help it. Danyal was everything to him, his other half. Their heart beat as one and when one heart stopped beating, the other one died with it. At least until his family put his heart on metaphorical life support without ever realizing.

“Where is he now?” His father asked, voice filled with knowing grief and a hint of betrayal. It had in fact been 6 years since Damian first showed up on his doorstep.

“Up there”. All eyes shifted towards the specific star he was pointing to. “Right before he died, he promised me he’d guide me from the stars. Unfortunately, the stars are not visible in Gotham, so my brother is unable to be of much help unless I leave the city.”

“Your brother is Polaris, the North Star?” Tim questioned warily, most likely in attempts to not offend him. Damian was aware of how stupid it sounded, but Danyal had promised, and his brother never broke his promises.

“Yes. Danyal is with the stars now, just as he always wanted”

[guardianofthemultiverses]

Dr. Comic

[joy-of-life88]

[theonewhowails]

here kitty kitty kitty

[shiho7567]

DC x DP Prompt #2

Demon Twins but instead of Danny and Damian being twins, Danny is Ra's Twin

In this scenario:

- Ra's found one of the pits much sooner, when he was a teen

-the Al Ghul's grew up in a cult, different from the LoA but still a cult

-there was a limited amount of seats for like teen council/council and both Ra's and Danny qualified

-ra's killed Danny by knocking out and pushing him in the pit (it was a deep pit (if you fall in the walls are too high to climb out)

Timeskip

-time skip the Bats find out that Ra's has one location of a Laz Pit that is restricted no one but Ra's is allowed there so they go investigate

[doesephs]

father’s day is tike to sit and reflect about how godfucking oblivious wymack is