#implied abuse tw

[nerdpoe]

While Tim was setting up the final touches to rig Ra's base to blow, he finds someone that could be his carbon copy in the dungeons. The guy is unconscious, chained to the wall with multiple chains, and branded.

Tim, obviously, grabs Pru for a last minute extraction and gets the prisoner the hell out of there.

He knows this isn't a clone, because the earlobes are different, as is the brow shape and hair thickness. This is just...someone that apparently looked enough like Tim that Ra's, unconfirmed but APPARENTLY, decided to use to take out his aggression. Probably whenever Tim didn't listen.

They get the doppleganger out, get him treated, and he still isn't waking up. Tim takes him back to Gotham. The dude doesn't wake up. Gets him secured in the Bunker with Alfred. Alfred reports that the under-fed teen isn't waking up.

They get Bruce back.

Bruce goes to take a look at the ex-prisoner once he's recovered. Bruce gets Zatanna.

Zatanna tells them that the brand is acting as a seal, and the only way to get the kid to wake up is to disrupt the seal. But warns them that said seal only works on Beings from the Realm between Realms, and that to unleash one that had been abused would surely lead to the destruction of their own.

Tim calls bullshit.

Or; Danny was tricked and trapped by Ra's, who was siphoning blood out of him to add to the Pits and increase their efficacy. Tim finds Danny, misreads the situation, and rescues him. Now, even though Danny would probably just roll over and go back to sleep, JLD is telling the Bats that if they break the seal then he'll destroy the world. Tim disagrees.

[too-much-tma-stuff]

Finally getting help (prt 4)

Masterpost

The bats worked through the night, coordinating and researching everything that needed to be done. Distortion showed up on the camera which they assumed was Vlad trying to get in but he didn’t manage it. After he finished trying from multiple angels including somehow from directly above (well Zatana did say invisibility, intangibility, and flight were the minimal powers they should expect from creatures of the infinite realms.) He turned human again and spent a long time banging on their front door.

He tried to call the cops but commissioner Gordon called Bruce directly to get the full story then told Vlad it could be dealt with in the morning. Zatana was also coordinating people heading to Amity, a full on raid of the GIW, and the Fentons.

Batman and Superman were collecting all the information that the raid team was sending out and workshopping public statements they could sent out to the public and the government about the unacceptable things they had found and the steps the JL was taking to fix it. The government was not going to be happy they knew, with the JL ‘over-stepping’ into their business and actually getting the word out about the atrocities a branch of their government and their pet scientists had been planning. The JL needed to get out ahead of it before the narrative could be twisted against them.

It was first thing in the morning when they did a live broadcast from the watchtower with Batman, Superman, and Zatana telling the world about the parallel world existing harmlessly along side their own, and the way the government tried to exploit it. The atrocities committed under the name of the Anti-Ecto acts with the ignorance of the public as a cover.

It was at the same time that Constantine, Dick, and Cas were raiding the Fenton’s home. Of course they were armed, but so were the bats, and they were used to fighting people who were armed. It wasn’t a particularly hard fight.

A redhead was sitting wide eyed at the kitchen table. “Can’t we just have one normal day!” She suddenly snapped but she was glaring at her parents, standing up and slamming her hands on the table.  “First you send Danny away with Vlad even though you KNOW they hate each other and it’s a school day and now this! What did you do to bring the heroes down on us!?”

“I don’t know Jazzybear!” Jack half whined as he was forced into power supressing cuffs to neutralize his minor super strength and sat down in the living room.

“I’m sure this is just a misunderstanding, don’t worry sweetie,” Maddie added, both of them were dressed in jump suits which did not help their supervillain vibes.

“it’s not a mistake mate, you’ve been messing with shit you really shouldn’t. And that portal in your basement is a fucking beacon welcoming a war. You’ve gone unchecked for too god damn long, we’re taking over things now.” Constantine told them before stalking down into the basement with Tim on his heels, Batman would be joining them as soon as they were done their press conference.

Cas stayed to watch the parents and Dick approached Jazz gently. “Hey can I talk to you in private please? It’s about your brother,” He said gently and she stiffened immediately. Looking at him in a way that made him feel like she could see straight into his soul and froze him to the spot. After a moment though she just sighed and nodded, beckoning to him to follow her upstairs, to a room that was probably Danny’s not her own. She sat on his bed and grabbed a bear that had been sitting on the edge, waving for him to sit at the desk.

“So, what do you know?” She asked with a sigh.

“Well, last night Vlad took Danny to a Wayne Gala, one of Bruce’s daughter Cas is really good with body language and clocked that something was wrong so she and one of the other kids got him away from Vlad and out of the party. I guess he really needed some adult support because he broke down and told them a lot, about the Phantom thing, the ghosts and… something you’re not going to like. But first I want you to know he’s safe, Bruce Wayne is a licensed foster parent and he’s taking good care of Danny, you can come live with them too if you want.

“We’re going to deal with the ghosts and the GIW and everything else now, I can’t promise by the end of this you won’t need somewhere else to go. I have a feeling if Batman and the Martian family have anything to say about this your parents will end up in prison for their unethical experiments.”

“As long as Danny is okay,” Jazz said firmly. “I was only staying to take care of him anyway, just get me emancipated and a scholarship for Gotham U so I can study while still being close to him I’ll be fine. I’m almost 18 as it is.”

Dick nodded, she was a smart and driven girl, she knew what she wanted, he could respect that. “Now, the thing you won’t like…” he trailed off and took a deep breath. “Danny is pregnant.”

“What!?“ Jazz blanched, gaping at him for a long minute. “That can’t be right! I mean I knew he was trans but he’s usually only interested in girls, how would he even-“ She cut off her eyes widening. “It was Vlad wasn’t it?” She gritted out with an expression the promised excruciating violence.

“Yes,” Dick said shifting awkwardly in his chair.

“Right.” Jazz said and got up, coldly calm. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ll be right back.” She grabbed a baseball bat from next to Danny’s bed that seemed to be glowing slightly then marched to the other side of the room, opened a cabinet and pulled out two odd looking guns. Before Dick could say much of anything she had vaulted out of the window and taking off down the street.

“Oh dear,” Dick muttered faintly before heading back downstairs. “Hey Cas can we turn on the news, some sort of local station?” He asked. Cas nodded and searched around for the remote, turning it on to find the channel was already on local news.

Vlad was already on there, talking about how it was awful Bruce Wayne had Kidnapped a local child Danial Fenton, and he could not be allowed to get away with this just because he was rich! But that didn’t last long, they watched for a few minutes before a blur of red hair and blue rushed past the camera.

“YOU TOUCHED MY BROTHER YOU CREEP!” Jazz said as she came out swinging and she must have quite the arm because her first swing sent him nearly flying off the stage. He scrambled to get up as she lunged at him again.

“Now Jasmine you’ve clearly been misinformed, I didn’t do anything-“ His muffled voice was cut off as she swung the bat again and he yelped as she hit him in the stomach.

“YOU GOT HIM PREGNANT! YOU DID THIS! YOU SHOULD BEHIND BARS NOT BEHIND A PODIUM YOU FROOTLOOP!” She shrieked as she swung again and this time he managed to dodge. The cameras following them as Jazz chased him down the street, the sound of his supplications and her shrieking fading out as they became more and more distant.

It took a frantic moment for the camera angle to switch to something else, maybe a drone, which was able to follow them down the street.

“You Don’t UNDERSTAND! I didn’t want to hurt him! I just wanted a perfect son! If he had just agreed to be my son none of this would have happened! When I knew it failed I told him to let them die!” Vlad yelled at her, though that did NOT seem to comfort Jazz at all. She had devolved into shrieking book titles like curses as she chased him with the bat and shot at him with the guns though her aim didn’t seem very good.

Well they had him admitting to it on camera now. As he watched a new actor joined the fray, a girl in a red jumpsuit holding a blaster.

“You did what to Danny!?” She demanded as she pointed the blaster at Vlad.

“Oh cheespuffs!” Vlad breathed, his eyes widening as Jazz trailed off letting who must be Red Huntress take over the chase as Vlad shouted about how he had made her! He had given her her weapons she couldn’t use them against him! Which did not seem to be stopping her.

The camera fuzzed out for just a second and then Valery was chasing a ghost with red eyes and a white outfit. Cas was laughing silently at the show and both of the Fenton parents seemed to be in shock. A few minutes later Jazz walked back in through the front door looking tired.

“Turn that off please,” she sighed as she put the bat down.

“Of course,” Cas agreed and picked up the remote again, turning off the tv. 

“Vlad didn’t actually do that, did he Jazzy?” Jack asked softly, he sounded so hurt, as if he had any fucking right!

Jazz looked at him blankly. “How many times have we tried to warn you about him? How many times has Danny told you he didn’t feel safe with Vlad? But as usual you couldn’t see past your own desires. I’m going to go see if the trenchcoat guy needs any help getting into your files,” She sighed before vanishing downstairs. 

Dick glanced at Cas, and then followed them, she would have no trouble watching the Fentons and staying quiet whereas Dick felt like he was about to explode. Batman joined them before long and between the three of them they shut the bulkheads on the portal and locked them, secured dangerous chemicals and devices, and downloaded everything they could. There were plenty of prototypes and blueprints, and stuff that could generously be called research.

It was obvious these people were geniuses but it was even more obvious that at some point they had become careless and obsessive. Half of the writing on the blueprints wasn’t legible, dangerous chemicals were not in proper containment, and the weapons were not locked up. Looking at all of this it wasn’t surprising that two of the people they had been involving in their research suffered exposure, it was a surprise more hadn’t. It was easy to tell when Bruce came down he was horrified, it was in the way he froze when he saw the lab, as if his brain was struggling to process just how irresponsible the Fenton parents had been.

“You must be Jazz, it’s nice to meet you. Danny speaks highly of you,” He finally rebooted to say when she waved at him. 

“I love my little brother, I always did the best I could to keep him safe from… all this,” Jazz said gesturing at the lab with a sigh. “I wish it had done any good.”

“You did plenty of good,” Dick put in. “Trust me, to a kid having someone care about them can make all the difference. 

“All those nights I patched him up after he came back from fighting ghosts. He healed fast but still. I can’t believe… he’s already been through so much and we knew Vlad was up to something! Ellie said she was our cousin but she looked just like him, I should have kept a closer eye on-” She cut off and shook her head. “He’s a good kid, of course if he couldn’t give the babies up, even if it would be better for them if he did. I hope he knows I’d support him either way, I hope he didn’t not tell me because he thought I’d be upset at Him.”

“I’m sure he didn’t,” Dick assured her gently. “Being a big sibling is hard, I know. But trust me you’re doing a great job, better than I did with my brothers,” he said, patting her shoulder. “You can ask him yourself later though. We have a lot to get done today to make sure he’s safe.”

She nodded stubbornly and doubled down on her work, directing them occasionally to where she knew they’d find more weapons or logs. She knew her way around the lab to a disturbing extent. 

Bruce and Dick both got a notification from Agent A saying that after a substantial sleep in Danny had woken up and was having breakfast. He seemed worried about the family but he was taking it alright, especially since he knew they were busy people. It did motivate Dick to clear things up as soon as they could so that they could get back to Danny though. The last thing he needed was More stress!

They had plenty of evidence of the Fenton parents breaking the law to call the police and have them taken away which gave them all the time they needed to strip the house. They got everything they could and decided to leave Constantine at the house to watch the portal until they could figure out how to shut it down completely without causing any damage. It seemed unstable so they didn’t want to risk it just now, especially without Danny’s input because according to Jazz Danny had made genuine connections in the Infinite Realms. 

They wrapped up this stage of the investigation before dinner after being up for about 36 hours. Of course they weren’t Done, there was still plenty to do investigating the government, how they’d gotten away with this and if they had any other nasty tricks up their sleeve. They’d have to manage any backlash from this unilateral move, and they’d have to figure out what to tell the public about Danny since Bruce would be fostering him. But all that could be done after having a family dinner with their new brother and a nap. 

part 5

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[m0ssybox]

!! TW mention/implied abuse !! if that triggering please click off, if i missed any triggers please tell me, I want this to be a safe as possible for evryone !!

I was gonna wait to post this then something happened at the end so I deced to post the current w.i.p rn and omgosh its mumbo angst? who woulda guesses?

He was finally free, well as free as a 16 year old can be on the streets, but thats not the point. The point is that he’s free from his parents, for the first time hes actually free from them. There was a feeling, deep in his stomach, that hes never felt before. It was a mix of  pure happiness, nervousness, fear, and possibly just they tiniest bit of regret? Though he dosent know what he regrets, maybe its the regret that he left protection from the weather (but weather is about as far as that protection went, nothing could fully protect him from his parents), maybe it was leaving the ability to have a somewhat steady food source (if you call sneaking food to his room a “steady source”), maybe it was just regret for  leaving his parent, because, deep down, he thinks that meant well and just didnt know how to properly show it. Maybe this regret will grow, maybe this regret will leave, maybe it won’t. He might never know. What he dose know is that right now all he has to worry about is finding something to eat for the day…which is easier said than done considering he didn’t have much money to his name. Scratch that. He didnt have any money to his name, he didnt have any money to begin with and it would have been far to risky to try and steal some, his parent watched their wallets like hawks for some odd reason, so he just didnt bother trying. Didnt matter now, he could probably figure out something soon, and if he dosent that sucks but it is what it is. rjtfnrjgnktgnttrjgmn tired it slike midnight this omfgggg tunblr boop gose weeeeeee in my brian hard to type now lololo im so sick and tired o this i just want to wiry some mambo angst is that so much to ask fro ??? anywya uhm erm i dunno what ro say next how dose the story move foward?>? ermmmmm mumbo sad go cry cry lolx

[lovenpeace-pkmn]

Why are there versions of Giovanni who are good parents? That's not fair. Why is Ghetsis the only one who's awful in every universe?

[vani-candy]

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hellooooo new comic!!!

ive been wanting to do one from Fang's POV for quite a while now and i finally did!! i also used this opportunity to share some more Mitty lore heheheheheheheee. this one is definitely more somber than the others and by virtue of being a Day of Memories-centric comic discusses death so please take care while reading!! i hope you enjoy and thank you as always for checking my silly self-indulgent comics out, it means a lot to me!!!!

[autisticzenitsu]

Jigoro: My students and I are fine. We may not be perfect, but we love each other here.

Kaigaku: *is beating up Zenitsu*

Jigoro: Excuse me, I've got to go stop the love.

[sakakisilverlining]

Oh, it sucked. So bad. It had these .. ugly shoulder guards, and a cape! Not even a GOOD cape!

- 🥈

Ew...

Mine were less dramatic. They were simple. Something to prove my place:

Being Father's useless pet.

Apparently, they're custom for every heir. Uncle Petrel showed me his! They were pretty nice. My Father's were all fancy and stuff...

[chrysalizzm]

[wip] inspo from this post by @kiuda im drawing smth for all of them i prommy but uhhh heres the lineart for cawesamdream

warnings: mild nudity, implied abuse

[artsysurvivor]

[Image ID: A 5 paneled comic with the characters of young Halt, a knight statue, and his dad. The statue, which is general shown from two feet up to the hip area, is wearing a chainmail skirt with a dull red skirt underneath it, reaching to the ankles. The feet are covered in armor, and there's a sword the statue is holding point down in the middle of the feet. It's providing a dark shadow for Halt, whose legs are crossed, his knees up to his chest. His top is light blue with ruffled collar across his chest with silver buttons down it. There's also ruffles at the end of his sleeves, and his pants are darker blue. All of his hair is down, two strands of long hair going down his face and the rest the length of his shoulders and curly with some fly aways. He's barefoot. The background is a stone wall and dull, dark red floor.

Panel 1: Halt is leaning against the knight statue, his face hidden behind his knees and arms over his head. (He is in the same position for the next to panels also).

His Father, offscreen: CATHAN!

Panel 2: Halt tenses as his Father comes in front of him, his legs (clothed with dull purple pajama pants) framing his figure

Panel 3: The camera is zoomed out, his father is stepping off to the left.

The King, grumbling: So help me, when I get my hands on that little...

Panels 4: The camera zooms into Halt, who is looking up slightly with one eye closed, his other eye looking to the left. Both have tears building up. His eyebrows are arched upward. His hands still over the middle of his head.

Panel 5: His head is almost completely up so that the viewer can see his ruffled collar with buttons. His head is turned, and he is staring, blank-eyed, to the left. His posture has straightened up, but his hands have only moved to the area of his face.

Halt, thinking: He... Didn't see me? /End ID]

All rangers learn the skill of hiding. Some are just fortunate enough to learn it during training, or during a fun game of hide and seek.

[indestructiblelittlefuckers]

open for mutuals. "kraken" Ed era. angst, usual tw about that time apply.

The rum in the bottle he is holding is so tempting. His foot still hurts, he can hardly walk now without flinching, every step a reminder of his mistakes. Alcohol would help with pain, even temporary. It would help him deal with Ed, too. Or whatever version of him is there anyway. It'd hurt less. Everything would just hurt less. But he has to be sharp. Ed and his quick decisions, his games, the ships he wanted to destroy... No, Izzy has to be the one to make sure they don't all die.

He hadn't even noticed someone approach him, and he's startled (what a great pirate you're, twat) and drops the bottle, shuttering ❝ I'm fine. ❞ he mumbles dismissively ❝ What now? ❞

[proudfreakmetarusonniku]

c'mon, we're best friends, aren’t we?

[novac2281]

[anxiously-going]

Let Me See

"Let me see," Jim ordered, his voice calm, but with an undeniable edge to it.

"Jim-

"Bones-"

"I'm fine."

"Let me see."

Leonard opened the bathroom door and Jim stepped in.

"I froze in hand to hand again," Leonard explained and gestured to mini regen kit.

Jim eyes glanced over his friend's face and torso, taking note of each bruise and mark. "This is wrong," he shook his head. "The instructor shouldn't just be letting them beat you like this." He snatched up the wand of the regen and cup a hand against Len's face. "Close your eyes and I'll clear up that black for you."

Leonard did as he was told. Didn't argue, didn't complain, didn't try to kick up a fuss in anyway. And that worried Jim more than anything.

"Let's get you sitting down and some rest," he said once the bruising around Len's left eye was healed.

Once more, Len didn't argue, made no snide remark on which of the two of them was the actual doctor, just followed Jim from and sat dutifully at the end of his bed.

Jim sat beside his friend, maybe even his best friend, with a sigh. "I'm really worried about you. What's happening they're doing to you is wrong."

Len nodded and let Jim take his hand.

"I think I know the answer to this, but do you think you can report the instructor?"

"It's a hand to hand combat class. There are going to be injuries."

"Letting someone continue beating an opponent while they're down or encouraging that kind of behavior is not how any combat class should be taught. It's supposed to be teaching you to defend yourself. Not traumatizing you. Are you okay if I report this?"

Leonard grimaced.

"I'll go to Pike and I'll tell him what I've observed. I won't tell him what you've told me."

"So he can come question me about it?" Len growled.

"Or so he can have security tapes pulled or pop in randomly to a few classes. I know it's scary and uncomfortable, but I'd rather help you report this guy than keep having to patch you up. You don't deserve this, Bones. You're supposed to be safe here. You deserve to be safe."

Leonard let outna weary sigh. "You'll talk to Pike for me?"

"If that's what you want, yeah."

Leonard nodded. "I don't wanna do this on my own."

"You don't have to. I'm gonna be with you thr whole time."

[lovenpeace-pkmn]

Ah, right...Lord Giallo has a parole hearing tomorrow...

Perhaps it is selfish of me, but I hope he doesn't get out.