#dc-crows

[liminalh-creations]

Crow Executives (2/3) : VERMOUTH

"It’s me, the scandal; Fatal, designated! It's me, your morale: Damaged, destroyed." - Therapie Taxi, Cri des loups

art + music notes under the cut!

the art for this was such a struggle, especially compared to the Gin piece. i think it's a combination of trying to go for a more swooshy painterly sort of style, and also just generally having an art-struggle week. i'm still not super happy with the details tbh - but i AM happy with the expression i settled on for her! anyone who's been reading my fic knows i've been playing around with references to Naoki Urasawa's Monster. here, the role of Johan Liebert, who could manipulate someone into doing heinous things with just a few little words, simply must go to Miss Vermouth.

also for clothing i was inspired by marlene dietrich, for ... reasons.

with the song, i didn't even hesitate! i knew it had to be from Cri des loups - i just wasn't sure which of the lines. in the end, i settled on the one above, translated from this original;

C'est moi le scandale; Fatal, désigné! C'est moi ton moral: Mis à mal, écrasé

but there's a lot of really good ones, and really i just encourage yall to listen to the whole track

no-one tell her, but this band is also kinda jenever-coded lmfao

[starwrighter]

Ghost chirps au but instead of the cute little bird songs and peeps it’s just-

“CAW”

Like a giant crow or flock of crows if there’s more than one ghost. Danny being able to gather all of Gotham’s crows, as a giant army because he sounds like them.

Crows: Who tf are you

Danny: CAW

Crows: Say less homie

He’s named every last one of them and has trained them all to pick locks and steal. He’s respected by the crows because he’s the only one with dexterous hands. If they can’t open something they call in the big guns (AKA Danny) Like imagine being a Gothamite and watching a enormous flock of crows seemingly summoning a scrawny child out nowhere to unlock a dumpster? Like they’re crowding around him like he’s the messiah, a god even and they all just squawk in unison when the kid pulls out a bobby pin and picks the padlock. They’re dropping, coins, bottle caps, earrings, bullet shells, anything vaguely shiny and the occasional paper money into his hands.

The kid has a necklace of soda tabs and bottle cap earrings. He also just walks around collecting beer bottles and later sells little glass statues that have a bioluminescent glow (HC that Danny can melt and shape glass with weaker ecto blasts) Glowing glass jewelry is weaved into his hair that is seemingly a identity confirmation for the crows.

Nobody knows the kids name he just showed up one day with his massive army of crows and started to wander. After around a month of the kid wandering around without a care in the world and not dying the locals decide “Huh, I guess crow prince is here to stay,” Like, they accept him as a local cryptid.

Like “Yeah, crow king just kind of vibes but if you give him food, he’ll bash in a pedophiles kneecaps,”

Shit goes down When Danny discovers his chirps can also sound like geese.

[crowkip]

if you hm. drew cass. for a poor lesbian. you know. if you wanted...........

shes giving u heart eyes

[polarspaz]

Carrion AU

Tim having a proper brooding session. (̿▀̿ ̿Ĺ̯̿̿▀̿ ̿)̄

[nelkcats]

Crow services

After Danny died he noticed that some animals had become more attached to him while others had moved away. Aggressive or death related animals seemed to react positively to his presence, although friendlier animals such as birds tended to fly away.

Of course, none of this prepared him for the number of crows that landed on his window daily. At first he was scared that they would consider him a corpse and try to eat him but after the third time they brought him a shiny object he assumed they just liked him.

Those crows became very fond of him, they let him pet them, they would perch on his head or shoulders, always present and sometimes even watching over him (A particularly intelligent crow he named Poe would drive his parents away with distractions).

So when he moved to Gotham to complete his studies he prepared for a farewell to his feathered friends; said friends simply ignored him and followed him around the city. Danny assumed he wasn't going to be able to fight them, so he let them be.

This is how the phenomenon called "The Invasion of Crows" began in Gotham, the animals were not aggressive but mostly indifferent, some of them agreed to carry letters as homing pigeons (After Danny asked them for the favor) starting "Crow services"

As long as you had the money or something shiny to pay them the birds would carry messages from one place to another, ironically they would give that payment to Danny, who only sighed and let them pass to his apartment, giving them: some food, shelter and a place to sleep, although he was worried the moment his neighbor would complain about the noise.

At first he let them stay on the streets because they were supposed to be free, but after the sixth time he caught Damian Wayne trying to adopt one he just rolled his eyes and now the little ones were living with him.

So yes, when Jason finally decided to visit his neighbor he didn't expect the red eyed crowd staring at him and judging his actions, one in particular lunged at him and he swore he was about to gouge his eyes out before a voice yelled "Poe, wait! "

Said crow looked at him for a few more seconds before perch on the head of the prettiest boy he had ever seen, who approached to offer him a hand "I'm sorry, they're very overprotective" he muttered worried.

Jason almost fell over laughing when he noticed that this was B's "weird case" about the rise in crows alongside the supposed "new rogue" in town, when all he saw was a college boy with a murder of crows living in his house, maybe creating a new messaging system.

He was going to have so much fun with this, maybe he'd even manage to go on a date with his eyes intact, who knows.

[thehauntedrocket]

Death

Art by Danica Brine

[robot-carl]

It’s my birthday tomorrow so I had to draw my boys 😏.

[kore-arts]

So! New au hehehe. Joker jr and Red Hood take place in the same universe.

@aurora-bore-aura and I have been going insane/pos

Jason Accidentally falls through an unfilled tunnel into Arkhams basement. Glad that even his half mask canceled his yelp as he stalks through the facsimile of a suburban scene. His eyes narrowed as he saw cords leading from a grill. They widen again as he sees Harley snoring on a picnic table.

Fingers tense around his knife until he hears soft almost inaudible sobs. A kid, and oh how that struck his heart. Even more when he sees the torn and bloody Robin suit.

His replacement lay on a metal table. Bound and sobbing in his sleep, another Robin tortured by a monster. He jumps hearing a laugh that haunts his head as he slashed the binds. As he dodges, swings and taunts he picks up the boy. Copper floods his mouth as he bites his tongue to not make a sound.

His mind blank, he knocks the two out and runs out. He is dangerously aware of how light, how small his replacement is. Especially as his eyes open and a mumble of “my ‘obin. My ‘obin saved me” before going slack again.

(⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

And so Jason pre- Red Hood finds and saves Tim. Only nights before the others could. The poor boy is at best near catatonic or mumbling. Or at worst laughing and choking on tears.

So Jason is trying. He is Really trying, he does laugh when he finds out Tim glammed up the heads in the dufflebag. And when he gets back and finds him rebuilding the bazooka. It worked extremely well.

It takes time. Tim picked up the hobby of sneaking and reading the tomes his parents illegally kept. Magic being a hobby that didn't remind him of either Joker or being Robin.

Or when they had to temporarily relocate as Gotham celebrates for weeks as the Joker Mysteriously showed up dead. And no it wasn't one of the two of them.

Or when Jason ate a glowing ball only to find out he was a Starving Halfa and ate the Joker's core.

He basically got food poisoning and Tim got a Friend out of the Ghost Princess and King! And finds out Jason is a Protection spirit on the way to be the next Lord Gotham as Lady Gotham is steadily growing weaker and tired.

Jason and Tim sit down once. Laughter was a problem and they both needed to seperate it from the monster. Tim brought up he wanted to help. And they talked. And so Crow joined Red Hood on the scene. Murder being a last resort and the Caw like laughter being a warning message in their territory. Soon enough the Bats and Birds would find out. And they didn't know what they would do.

Ps the Crow is named Alice. She keeps finding pocket watches

[finzphoenix]

"Well, well, look what the cat dragged in…"

I finally created an Edward for my Jonathan, woop woop! ^-^

[deathandgreenteapockys]

I thought I posted this, but I might've not? So if I didn't whoops, and if I did... Ummm double whoops

[murdermitties]

Lionblaze

[liminalh-creations]

Crow Executives (1/3) : GIN

"The despair here is driving me crazy! I'll think myself to death - or just kill everyone else." - Sigal Spozhyv Spilka, Letter to Ukraine №1

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art/music notes under the cut

HELLO i'm nothing if not entirely predictable lmao

re: art -- i went for a mostly lineless thing here, in an attempt to distinguish him from the other character portraits. it was also SUPER satisfying to break the borders around him lmao

fun fact, i called the layers with the colourful 'shapes' the "disco" layer!! because those more expressionist bits were directly inspired by disco elysium's portrait art direction :3

what i struggled with far more was finding an appropriate song for him! because it had to be Ukrainian (hes from UkrSSR in my story) but it ALSO had to fit his actual vibe/personality as it appears in my story. so, i had to once again commit to the bit entirely, and immerse myself in a music culture that was (mostly) new to me. (not as if i dont love doing that, anyway. showing my entire music nerd ass here)

the translation also fought me tooth and nail. I ended up asking my Bosnian friend for advice, and together we settled on what's above (a little more poetic, a little less literal).

here's the original though, if anyone with knowledge wants to weigh in...

Я з розпуки тут ошаліти можу — вену вріжу, скажімо, чи всіх заріжу. -Сіґал Спожив Спілка, Лист в Україну №1

the venu vrizhu, skazhimo expression works so well in the original but there's nothing that covers it as succintly in english. so i decided for an interpretation that connects a little more widely to the theme/lyrics of the song.

[therangercrow]

guess who was watching reign of the supermen

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3

[incorrectbatfam]

Jason: Fine, but if we die, I'm going to get Dick's ghost to teach my ghost how to play the flute, so I can annoy the hell of your ghost.

Tim: I'll just hire Damian's ghost to kick your ghost's ass.

Damian: My ghost won't associate with your ghost.

[fiona-clawton]

Halloween is here.

Here's a redraw of a piece I did back in 2016, inspired by Batman Year One: Scarecrow. Crazy to look back and see how my style and process have changed over 8 years.

[nelkcats]

A Little bird told me

Danny knew his dimension didn't need him. It had been a long time since it stopped needing him, a long time since he had to be content to spend most of his days in the Infinite Realms. His sister and friends were too busy these days to pay attention to him; Danny understood, it's not like he could work or have a job, considering he'd stopped growing at 21 and people would start asking questions eventually.

Honestly, it was a relief that he'd even been able to grow up to that age, Clockwork's knowing look told him he had help with it.

So, he distracted himself by learning things from the other ghosts in the Realms, who were definitely as bored as he was. He even managed to get Vlad to teach him duplication, but it wasn't that interesting after a while. Though he had become interested in the different dimensions that Clockwork watched over.

The problem was that there was one dimension that had caught his attention (one full of heroes and magic) but they always made the worst decisions. There came a point where he decided to interfere, Clockwork seemed amused so he figured he wasn't going to stop him.

As he thought about how to infiltrate (definitely not as a hero, he loved his retirement, thank you very much), he remembered a rather...odd power he had recently discovered.

Danny had discovered that he could shapeshift. The problem was that he could only shapeshift into dead animals and well, while it was fun to scare others, he didn't know how well people would take a ghost crow with ectoplasm coming out of it's wounds.

Figuring it was better than nothing, he transformed into a bird and flew through the portal; he flew towards John Constantine, who seemed fed up with his life. Constantine knew the bird was fucking weird the moment it sit on his shoulders but he had better things to take care of, like the demon in front of him.

Said bird apparently knew the way to defeat the demon, because he started naming the ingredients needed to banish it. Constantine saw it with narrowed eyes and asked if he wanted his soul, the bird pecked him, looking annoyed.

From there, seeing that the dead bird was doing no harm, Constantine let it stay. It was oddly useful and he had sold his soul for less.

Danny spent his days whispering things to Constantine to defeat enemies and the hellbazer gave him cookies in return (the halfa really wanted to be offended), when the League saw Constantine with a dead crow on his shoulder they wondered if he had finally lost his mind.

John commented that his name was Ghosty (he was pecked again) and that he was useful, unfortunately for the superhero community, Constantine had never been that useful and therefore they couldn't complain (but why did he suddenly know all the existing gossip?, he kept bribing them with it! His crow looked amused too).

Every time Constantine won a battle without explanation, someone would make the mistake of asking how he did it. With a shit-eating grin, Constantine would point to his shoulder and say "a little bird told me."

Danny was so tempted to shape-shift just to bite his head off, but the cookies were good.