#new day old ghost

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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”

[primusliber-traduzioni]

John-Allison Weiss - The Long Way, traduzione

Due secondi dopo non ti sei più fatta sentire

Avrei giurato che mi vedevi come un amico

Mi sono sbagliato

(da: Next Thing I Knew)

1. John-Allison Weiss – Dust Storm, traduzione

Tempesta di sabbia

   Mi sono fermato in autostrada durante una tempesta di sabbia

Ho composto un ritornello con i pollici

Sono andato a casa per cambiare il futuro

Sono andato a casa per girarmi e scappare

Stanco di cantare tutte queste canzoni vecchie

Stanco di cercare di diventare qualcuno

Mi sono fermato in autostrada durante una tempesta di sabbia

L’ho messo per iscritto e ci ho messo la parola fine

L’ho affrontata e ci ho messo la parola fine

   Mi sono fermato in autostrada durante una tempesta di sabbia

Non pensavo che avrei mai visto questo giorno

Non stavo facendo caso a tutti questi segnali d’avvertimento

Ci stavo dando dentro e restando dritto

Diventa sempre più difficile sul lungo periodo

Diventa sempre più difficile trovarci qualcosa in comune

Mi sono fermato in autostrada durante una tempesta di sabbia

Lo metto per iscritto e ci metto la parola fine

La affronto e ci metto la parola fine

   Mi sono fermato in autostrada durante una tempesta di sabbia

Ho composto un ritornello con i pollici

Sono andato a casa per cambiare il futuro

Sono andato a casa per girarmi e scappare

Stanco di cantare tutte queste canzoni vecchie

Stanco di accontentare tutti quanti

Mi sono fermato in autostrada durante una tempesta di sabbia

L’ho affrontata e adesso è finita

L’ho messo per iscritto e adesso è finito

L’ho messo per iscritto e adesso è finito

       2. John-Allison Weiss – Different Now, traduzione

Diverso adesso

   C’è una canzone che canto da ventinove anni

In cui confesso ogni cosa per evitare le mie lacrime

Dico che non mi dispiace, ma mi fa diventare triste

E io ti amo ancora, ma è diverso adesso

C’è il caldo di un’estate che non mi esce dalle ossa

Dentro al mio sangue, come se non avessi mai visto altra cosa

E non sopporto l’idea di continuare a farmi vedere

E io ti amo ancora, ma è diverso adesso

   L’addio non è mai poco duro

Benino non è mai abbastanza

E tu piangi, ma io me ne devo andare

Perché ci ho provato, ti amo, ma è diverso adesso

Ci ho provato, ti amo, ma è diverso adesso

   Nella quiete del mattino ho ancora in testa te

Quando ti voglio di brutto, diventa più difficile trovarti

Per cui faccio i bagagli, lascio che si spengano le candele

E io ti amo ancora, ma è diverso adesso

   L’addio non è mai poco duro

Benino non è mai abbastanza

E tu piangi, ma io me ne devo andare

Perché ci ho provato, ti amo, ma è diverso adesso

Ci ho provato, ti amo, ma è diverso adesso

   Ed era magia

Tu eri il sangue che mi scorreva nelle vene

È una tragedia che il sentimento possa svanire

E mi si spezza il cuore a non sapere perché

   L’addio non è mai poco duro

Benino non è mai abbastanza

E tu piangi, ma io me ne devo andare

Perché ci ho provato, ti amo, ma è diverso adesso

   L’addio non è mai poco duro

Benino non è mai abbastanza

E tu piangi, ma io me ne devo andare

Perché ci ho provato, ti amo, ma è diverso adesso

Ci ho provato, ti amo, ma è diverso adesso

Ci ho provato, ti amo, ma è diverso adesso

       3. John-Allison Weiss – Tell Me to Go, traduzione

Dimmi di andare via

   Dimmi di andare via

Perché non ho più tanta fiducia nella mia capacità di controllarmi

Non abbandono la speranza in un’ancora di salvezza che so già che non c’è più

Vedo quello che succede

   L’ultima volta sono caduto di colpo

Non stavo proprio bene, ma non riesco a rilassarmi

Mi riprendo le serate che mi sono persa

Non va proprio bene, ma non resisto

Penso troppo e analizzo troppo

Dico continuamente le stesse cose e alla fine resto senza fiato

Ti imploro “Dimmi di andare via”

   Dimmi di andare via

Perché se fosse per me non me ne andrei mai

Come un segnale nel tuo fumo che non sono mai capace di leggere

Resto avvolta nella mia testa

Resto sola per il mio letto

   L’ultima volta sono caduto di colpo

Non stavo proprio bene, ma non riesco a rilassarmi

Mi riprendo il male che ho fatto

Non va proprio bene, ma non resisto

Penso troppo e analizzo troppo

Dico continuamente le stesse cose e alla fine resto senza fiato

Per cui se mi capisci, se solidarizzi

Dimmi qualcosa per farmi calmare e portami a casa

Oppure dimmi di andare via, dimmi di andare via

Dimmi di andare via, dimmi di andare via

Dimmi di andare via, dimmi di andare via

Dimmi di andare via, dimmi di andare via

Dimmi di andare via

   Dimmi di andare via, dimmi di andare via

Dimmi di andare via, dimmi di andare via

Dimmi di andare via

       4. John-Allison Weiss – Feels Like Hell, traduzione

Pare l’inferno

   Lo sai che mi manchi quando sei con me

Non so come, ma sei lontanissima

Tu dici che non è niente, ma non può essere

Sento che cominci ad allontanarti

Amore, dimmelo: va tutto bene tra di noi?

O devo preparare una via di fuga?

Mi manchi sempre quando sei con me

È l’inizio della rottura?

   Io cerco sempre di ascoltare il tuo cuore che batte in ogni secondo che ci metti

Mi hai fatto venire dubbi su me stesso

Le righe che hai in volto sono io?

   Amore, dimmelo: va tutto bene tra di noi?

Devo mettermi a scavare una fossa?

Come fai a mancarmi quando sei con me?

È l’inizio della rottura?

   Sottosopra, non sono me stesso

Chiamalo amore… pare l’inferno

Distruggimi, tipo giorno dopo giorno

Pare l’inferno

Mi sa che me ne sto alla larga, alla larga

   Sottosopra, non sono me stesso

Chiamalo amore… pare l’inferno

Sottosopra, non sono me stesso

Chiamalo amore… pare l’inferno

Lo sai che mi manchi quando sei con me

Non so come, ma sei lontanissima

Come fai a mancarmi quando sei con me?

È l’inizio della rottura?

È l’inizio della rottura?

       5. John-Allison Weiss – Miss Me, traduzione

Mancarti

   Vorrei mancarti

Vorrei che ti chiedessi come sto

Vorrei che ascoltassi

Vorrei mancarti ogni tanto

   Vorrei mancarti

La tua foto ancora attaccata al cruscotto

Come mi hai scaricato…

Mai visto un bel momento sparire così in fretta

   E lo so che hai passato tempi migliori

Non ce l’ho con te perché hai voltato pagina

Però potevi lasciare un biglietto o mandarmi una canzone

   Hey, vorrei proprio mancarti

Vorrei mancarti

Vorrei mancarti

   Vorrei mancarti

La mia memoria ha delle buone intenzioni

Però sono stanco di risolvere i tuoi misteri

Di cantare queste canzoni tristi ispirate da te

   E ognuno ha i propri modi di fare

Non pensare che io non abbia i miei

Però potevi lasciare un biglietto o dirmi addio

   Hey, vorrei proprio mancarti

Vorrei mancarti

Vorrei mancarti

Vorrei mancarti

   A volte mi sballo e non ne vengo fuori

Resto preda dell’ansia

E lo so che non serve a niente ormai

Eh, vorrei proprio mancarti

E ci provo, ma non riesco a smettere di pensarci

Sto morendo dalla voglia di fartelo sapere

Se adesso mi senti e sei in ascolto

Sappi che vorrei proprio mancarti

Vorrei mancarti

Vorrei mancarti

Vorrei mancarti

   Eh, come mi hai baciato sotto la luce di quel lampione in piena notte

Non ci posso credere che non ti manco

Tesoro, se sei in ascolto fammi sapere

Mandami un segnale che ti sono mancato

Un qualche segnale che ti sono mancato

Eh, sì, vorrei mancarti

Vorrei mancarti

       6. John-Allison Weiss – New Day / Old Ghost, traduzione

Nuovo giorno / Vecchio fantasma

   Quella vecchia melodia familiare mi riporta a casa

Una canzone che prima amavo ma che adesso so a malapena

Mi ricordo ancora tutte le parole che cantavo quando mi arrendo a quei ricordi dolorosi

   Al cortile, alla vecchia macchina

All’autostrada, alla costa

Ogni nuovo giorno risveglia un vecchio fantasma

   Quella vecchia melodia familiare mi rende debole

Una seconda possibilità di provarci e ci ricasco in pieno

Sono tutto ammaccato e torno dritto da te

I finestrini aperti, scelgo i lividi

   Al cortile, alla vecchia macchina

All’autostrada, alla costa

Ogni nuovo giorno risveglia un vecchio fantasma

   E adesso ti vedo come ti vedevo allora

Con un amore che si fa davvero sentire

Lasciatene riassorbire

   Ai fanali, alle grandi litigate

Al tramonto, alla fine

Al bagnasciuga, ai vecchi tempi

A quegli innamorati, a quegli amici

Al cortile, alle grandi stelle

All’autostrada, alla costa

Ogni nuovo giorno risveglia un vecchio fantasma

       7. John-Allison Weiss – Can’t Stand, traduzione

Non puoi stare

   Fumo al sorgere del sole, buio all’alba

Notte dopo lunga notte, si fissano dei limiti

Se non scegli un lato, so che da parte stai

Se non riesci a stare dalla parte di ciò che è giusto, amico, stai dalla parte di ciò che è sbagliato

   Sangue del mio cattivo sangue che mi scorre fin nel profondo

Mi hanno insegnato fin da piccolo a non vedere il sangue nero su queste strade

Se non alzi la voce su questa cosa, non osare parlare di libertà

Se non riesci a stare dalla parte di ciò che è giusto, amico, non puoi stare dalla parte della pace

   Secoli spezzati in due nel dolore

Il tuo vicino è in pericolo ed è colpa del tuo silenzio

Se non alzi la voce su questa cosa, so da che parte ti metti

Se non riesci a stare dalla parte di ciò che è giusto, amico, stai dalla parte dell’odio

   Fumo al sorgere del sole, buio all’alba

Notte dopo lunga notte, si fissano dei limiti

Se non scegli un lato, so che da parte stai

Se non riesci a stare dalla parte di ciò che è giusto, amico, stai dalla parte di ciò che è sbagliato

Se non riesci a stare dalla parte di ciò che è giusto, amico, stai dalla parte di ciò che è sbagliato

Se non riesci a stare dalla parte di ciò che è giusto, amico, stai dalla parte di ciò che è sbagliato

   Vivi ancora nel vecchio mondo, il sogno americano

Fai il giuramento di fedeltà

Di’, non la vedi tutta la violenza che si nasconde in questi segreti che manteniamo?

Se non riesci a stare dalla parte del cambiamento, amico, non puoi stare dalla mia parte

       8. John-Allison Weiss – Next Thing I Knew, traduzione

Due secondi dopo

   Due secondi dopo non ti sei più fatta sentire

Son qui che accendo fiammiferi al vento da quando te ne sei andata

Mi sto stancando di cercare di attizzare il mio fuocherello solitario

Penso si possa tranquillamente dire che mi conviene non pensarci più

   Tipo, ooh, altro giorno, altra canzone

Tipo, ooh, mi metto a cantare

   Due secondi dopo il mondo a forza di girare diventava una cosa che proprio non mi sarei mai potuto aspettare in ogni caso

Mi sto stufando

È chiaro che non ci vedo chiaro

Mi sa che mi accomodo e mi metto a cantare quel vecchio motivetto

   Tipo, ooh, altro anno, altra canzone

Tipo, ooh, tiro avanti

   Due secondi dopo non ti sei più fatta sentire

Avrei giurato che mi vedevi come un amico

Mi sono sbagliato

Mi trascino avanti, faccio finta di no

La parte migliore di me si va a perdere in tutto quello che non c’è più

   Tipo, ooh, altro giorno, altra canzone

Tipo, ooh, mi metto a cantare

       9. John-Allison Weiss – Sumdaze, traduzione

Certi giorni

   Certi giorni ti voglio

Certi giorni ti necessito

Certi giorni non potrebbe fregarmi di meno neanche se ci provassi

Certi giorni sono triste forte

Certi giorni sono niente di buono

Certi giorni dentro non ho praticamente nulla

   Certi giorni è davvero dura, amore

Resto a pensare e ripensare

Un giorno saprò qual è la mia strada… okay, e quando sarebbe?

   Certi giorni mi sballo troppo

Certi giorni non riesco a stare alla larga dalla bottiglia

Certi giorni non riesco proprio a piangere come prima

Certi giorni non ci sono proprio

Certi giorni ho torto marcio

Certi giorni non so più qual è il mio posto

   Certi giorni è davvero dura, amore

Resto a pensare e ripensare

Un giorno saprò qual è la mia strada… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

   Certi giorni non ci sono proprio

Certi giorni ho torto marcio

Certi giorni non so più stare al gioco

   Certi giorni ti si spezza davvero il cuore

Resto a vagare e rivagare

Un giorno saprò qual è la mia strada… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

Un giorno… okay, e quando sarebbe?

       10. John-Allison Weiss – The Long Way, traduzione

La strada più lunga

   Faccio la strada più lunga, mi prendo il mio tempo

E so che un giorno capirò

Potrò anche metterci una vita intera

Ma almeno ho fatto come si deve, ho fatto come si deve

   Certe vie sono autostrade, ti portano a casa

Sulle strade che faccio ci cresce l’erba

Potrò anche metterci una vita intera

Ma almeno ho fatto come si deve, ho fatto come si deve

   In tutta la vita non sono mai stato così bene

Mi sono aperto un sentiero nel bosco più oscuro

Ho trovato la mia verità, che sapevo di poter trovare dentro di me

   In tutta la vita non sono mai stato così bene

Mi sono aperto un sentiero nel bosco più oscuro

Ho trovato la mia verità, che sapevo di poter trovare dentro di me

   Faccio la strada più lunga, mi prendo il mio tempo

E so che un giorno capirò

Potrò anche metterci una vita intera

Ma almeno ho fatto come si deve

Potrò anche metterci una vita intera

Ma saprò di aver fatto come si deve, di aver fatto come si deve

       11. John-Allison Weiss – Young Love, traduzione

Amore giovane

   Stamattina ho visto il tuo volto

Senza preavviso, e poi cancellato

Ti riconoscerei ovunque

Non c’è da sorprendersi che mi sei sparita

   I tuoi spettri andavano e venivano

Il tuo cuore pesante è sempre rimasto

Ti ho teso un braccio, ma tu hai mollato la presa

Ti ho lasciata nella risacca

   Eravamo giovani, amore

Eravamo giovani, amore

Eravamo giovani, amore

Eravamo giovani, amore

   Eravamo giovane amore

Tesoro, eravamo giovane amore

Eravamo giovane amore

Tesoro, eravamo giovane amore

Eravamo giovane amore

Tesoro, eravamo giovane amore

Eravamo giovane amore

Tesoro, eravamo giovane amore

   Eravamo giovani, amore

Tesoro, eravamo giovane amore

Eravamo giovani, amore

Tesoro, eravamo giovane amore

   Eravamo giovani, amore

Eravamo giovani, amore

Eravamo giovani, amore

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"And there's nothing you can do!" ⛧ Ghost - Rats for WORLD RAT DAY 04/04/2024

[sunshine-zenith]

Who would win

The guy who was considered extremely powerful, well liked, and showcased many talents before he was out of diapers, was offered a job for an extremely respected member of his community, and can behave as charming and cool as a used car salesman convincing even the most reluctant buyer to spend thousands on a questionable vehicle

OR

One (1) mentally ill iPad kid

[wandixx]

Ghost of fries and hero of cookies part 5

All work words count: 14 643

Words in this part: 1 685

Summary of whole work: Duke wasn't expecting to wake up from his quick rooftop nap to some meta kid with fries. He also wasn't expecting kid to stay

Or

Danny asked Dani to stay safe while she was in Gotham. Where would she be safer than under the wing of local hero? And he looked like he needed bad day combo anyway

This part summary: Steph finally gets to meet Duke's kid. And she comes bearing gifts!

Beta read by @audhumla-sailor though English is second language for both of us, so proceed with this in mind. I also know all of the charaters through fics alone, so probably ooc. Stay catious if it's something you don't like

First part, Previous part

Duke was really glad that Bruce was busy whole previous evening and couldn’t give him The TalkTM Vigilante edition. Maybe he shouldn’t because B being busy spoke trouble but he couldn’t feel too sad about it. He didn’t want to have The TalkTM though.

For now, Dani was running next to him, with a serious look on her face that was kinda uncanny. She wasn’t supposed to not be happy and some weird instincts were screaming at him to fix it and fix it now. But he didn’t know how!

Though some of his jokes caused a little smile, so it was good.

It turned potentially less good when she stopped without warning, lowering herself to the fighting stance (finally proper, which made him so immensely proud by the way). He stopped too, wishing they wouldn’t have to fight but he knew better than to latch on this hope.

“What’s up, Hoopoe?” he whispered.

“Someone is coming. Light, use grapple” Most likely one of the Bats then, they were due to a visit anyway. However better to not lower his guard in case he was mistaken or it was a prank/test. His expectations were proven right though, when purple blur flipped over the edge of the roof. He relaxed and put hand on Dani’s shoulder so she wouldn’t tackle Steph before they could explain anything. She seemed on edge like that whole day.

“Hey Spoiler” he greeted to further show that the blonde was a friend.

“Sup Signal! Heard I can finally meet your little friend!”

Dani straightened herself and tried to float a few inches up to seem higher probably.

“I’m considerably higher than most kids my age” she deadpanned. She really wasn’t though. He was still trying to learn whether her size was caused more by genetics or malnourishment. Her only family member Duke knew of was also small, so maybe it was a family thing though.

Steph shrugged, waving her palm a few inches below her shoulder, approximately where Damian reached, quite few inches over Dani’s head.

“Robin is the family’s smol violent bean and you’re shorter than him. You’re small bean, deal with this”

Little girl pouted, crossing her arms. Steph cooed.

“Oh, you even get angry like he does!”

Young meta looked like she was asking ‘Should I use violence?’ and inch towards the answer ‘Yes’. Duke decided he should step in before she acted on these thoughts. Teasing was the opposite of what girl needed at the moment. Some good fight might not be bad but maybe not with Steph.

“Cut it Spoiler”

She rolled her eyes so dramatically he could tell she did so despite her mask. He still thought it was impressive “Don’t be boring dude”

Dani growled in a way that couldn’t be fully human, just like she did when they talked about her training for the first time. Duke squeezed her arm. Girl glanced at him before sagging so much he was scared she would fall for a hot second. He exchanged concerned looks with Steph over her lowered head. It was not normal nor was it good.

“Alright, you’re not smol,” Steph agreed lightly “Officially at least. What’s in my head stays there. Does it work for you?”

Duke almost hit her in the arm. Not strongly, in a friendly manner but still. He didn’t only because it seemed to somehow work. He let his hands drop.

“Your mind is sacred,” Dani started seriously “what leaves your mouth is not. Can’t diss you on your thoughts but I’ll on your words” she shared like it was some important truth of life. Or folklore proverb though Duke wasn’t sure about the latter. Afterall he was Gothamite born and breed, he knew countryside from movies “And actions. Actions are kinda important,” meta girl added in lighter tone after moment of thinking.

“Yeah, actions are the best” Steph agreed easily “Hey, can I get it on a T-shirt? I’ll love and cherish it”

“First you laugh at my height and then you want my intellectual property for free? For shame, Spoiler, for shame?”

Steph looked thoughtful, theatrically over exaggerating her body language. 

“Valid” she nodded.

Duke decided he would just watch whatever was going to happen and did damage control if needed. He didn’t feel up to anything else anyway.

“Heard your cape went in an adventure,” the purple vigilante admitted after moment of silence. Dani shrugged rubbing her arms awkwardly. Duke knew she normally would fix said cape. It was her way of fidgeting.

“Yup, it’s good way to put it,” girl nodded. “Somebody needed it more, I hope it enjoys its travel. I should get a replacement soon”

“Well, I can’t let fellow caped crusader, who understands necessity of hood, run capeless”

Younger girl waved her hands in a flurry motion of dismissal.

“Don’t-” she stopped when her eyes locked on orange bundle Steph took from somewhere under her cloak. Opportunity to pull tricks like that had made Duke consider adding some sort of cape to his Signal suit back when he had been working on it back in a day but dismissed it. He still wasn’t looking forward to learning curve of fighting with such additional liability. He couldn’t turn it intangible when it was in a way like certain white haired cheater did.

Speaking of Dani, girl stared at Steph’s gift like she couldn’t quite believe it was real. She held her hands close to her chest but her fingers flexed in grabby motion. Her eyes were hidden behind black lenses of her mask but everything else about her face further proved how awestruck she was. Even her muted aura brightened a bit in a way that he learned to recognize as excitement.

It was still kind of weird, by the way. Normal auras haven’t changed, it was kinda their thing.

Steph wiggled her gift a bit. Dani finally took it but had yet to put it on.

“It’s for me?” she whispered so utterly shocked and small that Duke mentally did a double take.

“Yeah, like I said, can’t let you run around without it”

“Oh”

Dani’s hand was gnawing at the edge of the material as if it was some sort of squashmellow.

“Try it on,” Steph encouraged gently.

“We need to check if Spoiler haven’t messed up something”

“Signal!”

Dani snorted, which was all Duke tried to achieve.

She put it on and after a moment of shuffling she once again became orange cloak with feet. She grinned widely looking far more relaxed and settled than she did moments before. She moved around a bit like she was in model show or at least what ten years old thought it could look like.

“You like it?”

“Yup, it’s amazing, thank you Spoiler… Though it’s heavier than I expected”

“Well, I don’t know what your first one was made out of but this is material I use, I found it the best balance between durability, weight and comfiness. Still, it’s quite dense and a bit heavy. Also, I added pockets because you can never have too many of them. Plus there are few glitter bombs inside. You know, ‘welcome to the team’ gifts,” Steph explained eagerly and judging by Dani’s smile, she loved her gifts. Duke would be a little worried on a Gotham crime’s behalf if it wasn’t well, crime and if he wasn’t all there to watch chaos these two would unfold from sidelines with bat-popcorn in hand (though it wasn’t really a thing yet, he would have to mention it to Tim or Jason). For now though, they really should continue on the patrol.

“Now that introductions are over, let’s get going. Crime never sleeps or something,” It was really weird to be the organized one. Before Dani showed up, on a day shift he was a sailor, a captain and a ship (or maybe Gotham was a ship-), We Are Robins days were chaos in purest form and shape and when he was called out for a night he usually was too tired to behave and was just additional mess to organize (on purpose, let him have his goddamn sleep, he wasn’t Tim).

“Okay,” Dani agreed cheerfully “There is a robbery at the greek diner we visited last Thursday. ‘s been going for five minutes or so,” she added unbothered.

“HOOPOE!”

“What?”

***

Spoiler jumped through the open window of the diner with a graceful roll, glitter bombs at hand. Hoopoe and Signal came inside right after her.

“Spoiler alert!” purple girl yelled, throwing two bombs at robbers heads and kicking third one in the ribs.

Dani decided  that she liked Spoiler right then and there as she threw her own brand new, orange(!) glitter bombs at remaining criminal.

***

Three of them were running through the city mostly uninterrupted after diner mishap. Steph tried to engage Dani in quip battle but younger girl for once wasn’t jumping on occasion. She kept close to Duke and his only reaction was smug smile in Spoiler’s direction. That’s what she got for trying to steal his sidekick.

“Oh!” Dani exclaimed delighted, stopping abruptly, a smile that spoke trouble gracing her face.

“No, we’re not busting Joker’s scheme by jumping into the meeting to beat them all up without proper back up, again, Hoopoe. They had guns, Hoopoe.”

“Wha- Wasn’t last time enough? Anyway, I heard there is fan meeting with Martian Manhunter in Los Angeles tomorrow,” Great, so no giving him heart attack right now. Thank God for that.

“Shame he won’t make it, huh?” Steph mussed “He is in Illinois right now, isn’t he? It would take him two days driving to even get there”

Dani’s expression looked thoughtful “It’s quite far”

“Yeah, around… 2,500 miles from here”

“Huh”

“What got you thinking kid?” she inquired, ruffling her hair.

“Not a kid and I thought- there is kidnapping at three!” Dani darted in that direction before finishing sentence. Duke jumped right after her slightly scared. She was not ready to handle stuff like that without back up and she would try if he let her run of like that.

********

Steph: I'm meeting my almost niece tomorrow what should I- *gives a gremlin child an ultimate weapon of chaos*

Sometime before this part:

Steph: So, how is your kid?

Duke: She is not my kid!

Duke: By the way, wanna see video I saved of her doing proper side kick for the first time?

Danielle "looks like 10 years old is 10 months max" Phantom: I am in fact much higher than most kids my age

Duke "whoever is feeding this tiny child does bad job at it" Thomas & Stephanie "it's just a lil baby" Brown: Yeah... sure...

Next part

"Tag list" (i haven't expected to ever make it)

@pickleking8

[manderleyfire]

He’d have laughed at the irony of how quickly their relationship had deteriorated into their own private Hunger Games.

[jessamine-rose]

*lovingly tackles Aine*

Read my Yandere! Pierro longfics first ♪( ´▽｀)

Last week, my beloved mutual @ainescribe surprised me with Savior! Darling fan art and AHAI9232@2-!/! CRYING SCREAMING I WANT TO LOOK AT THIS ART AND WORSHIP YOUR VERSION OF SAVIOR THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BLESSING ME WITH YOUR ART—

*clears throat* Anyway, now that I finally have the time to properly sit down and comment on the fan art, I’ll do just that. Feedback will be in the tags and it will be unhinged. Once again, thank you so much to Aine for drawing this <3

[justarandomlambblog]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 [END]

The second shackle comes off

Get adopted and feel loved, mangey cat

We're gonna pretend I didn't give Heket the wrong shaped crown aight? aught 👍

(explanation beneath the cut bc I didn't want dialogue)

The harvest comes. Narinder can't help but notice how sad the wheat fields are, the wheat growing small and patchy at best. He remembers how Heket would make the wheat fields flourish just by walking between the stalks. The memory of the fields she would create early in their godhood makes him feel somber, realizing now what the cost of being a godless land is; their entire lives are left to the limitations of the earth, without any god to help them thrive. These people are making the best of what they have, and they're happy even though it's not a lot.

Narinder notices some are harvesting wheat while others till the earth once it's been harvested, and the old dog explains that once this wheat is harvested they plant "winter wheat", which can be harvested in the spring before they plant their summer wheat. They till and fertilize the earth before planting the winter wheat, of course. Narinder tries his hand at harvesting the wheat, and the old dog begins to teach him how to use the sickle. Time passes.

Over the late summer, autumn and winter, Narinder learns how to live this provincial, modest life. He tills the fields with the other villagers, he sees feral beasts for the first time in over a thousand years, learns to collect eggs from said feral beasts, learns how and decides he doesn't like to collect milk (the godless lands have more feral beasts than the Lands of the Old Faith ever did), has finally regained enough strength to draw water from the village well without help, learns to bake bread (with great amounts of help so as to not waste the precious resources with the inevitable first fifty failures), and attends his first lantern festival. All in all, this marks his approach to his second year here, most of his first year spent indoors recovering. (His fur is also getting long, something something new me new hair something (totally not an excuse for me to draw hair))

At his first lantern festival, Narinder decides to partake in what is usually a coming of age tradition for the village; he gets an ear piercing, choosing a symbol that will essentially act as his written name. He chooses a symbol that is a crescent moon inside of a sun, thinking of Aym and Baal when he sees it. (Note: He is not scared/nervous about the ear piercing, he isn't bothered by a literal pinprick of pain, but the fact that someone he barely knows is this close with a needle is what worries him)

Later on, days or even weeks later, the old dog gives him a chain with their individual symbols on it, with a loose chain hanging from the other side of Narinder's sun-and-moon charm. Narinder questions this and the old dog explains the symbolism behind the charms; two charms with a chain extending between them indicates marriage/partnership, and two charms with another charm on the chain between them indicates that couple's child/children. The one Narinder has is the latter, with the second parent's charm missing, indicating that the old dog views Narinder as his own son, now. It takes a moment, but Narinder realizes all at once that this is the old dog's way of extending an invitation to become family- and it's been so long since Narinder had a family... (And yes, the old dog is fully aware that this cat is thousands of years old (Narinder was very vocal about this in the first weeks before he eventually stopped bringing it up), but that won't stop him from deciding he's gonna be this abandoned, fallen god's new family)

Narinder goes to sleep, and finds that despite everything- despite how simple and quaint and, frankly, not easy life in this little godless village is, he's happy. He has none of the luxuries that he had as a Bishop; no worship, no reverence, no servants, no silks or satins or veils or anything of the sort. Here he's just... one of the people. Just another face in the crowd. And he's happy. Happier than he's been in a long time. Unfortunately for Narinder, he is failing to realize that this godless village is a little less godless every day he's there. But that's not necessarily a bad thing.

The village wakes up to their fields flourishing like they never have before. The wheat is taller than the tallest villager, and no one is really sure what to do about this, but there is excitement throughout the village. Narinder thinks of Heket again, reminded once more how she would make the fields come alive. The shackle on his left hand opens up before dispersing into light, and he remembers the way she looked at him in the days leading up to his imprisonment, the quiet and somber warnings she would give him. He takes a moment to grieve before turning his attention back to the present, back to the family he's creating now.

[sleepytoken]

heyo! I’ve been listening to sleep token for a while now and I’m familiar with like some of the lore and such, but I don’t know the band members besides vessel very well! I’m big into ghost so I get the anonymous and playing characters theme. Can you tell me which is which and their personalities and the like? Thank you ^^

Hi there! And sure, or at least how I perceive their stage personas c: Since you already said you are pretty familiar with Vessel I will skip over the mighty vocalist, heh. Rant and gifs below!

II : The tiny king of drums. He is insanely talented and known to get really into the music. He will often mime and sing behind his kit, dangling his drumsticks or beating up his poor soundboard. He is both cool and collected but also gets very animated when he’s feeling it. You can tell he pours his heart and soul into every song. He may be the smallest but he’s got a ton of swagger and a very confident and commanding presence. And the biggest blue eyes that he enjoys peering into any camera lens's soul with (and then your own). He is a founding member along with Vessel and has writing credits. He is all about the vibes. What vibes exactly? I dunno but they are weird and wonderful. He is my personal fave...though how can you choose ffs.

III : The lanky bassist. Now this tall boy is all about the moves and chaos. He is very bendy and jumpy and kicky and he dances all over the place. He is goofy and playful and known especially for his antics with IV and Vessel. Though he will go bother II as well. He is also the most expressive with his wardrobe and paint - especially with the new looks. He can proper headbang now with his hair out which is lovely though it never stopped him before. III is by far the most talkative on stage and will yell at the crowd. You may find him holding his hand out with a question mark on his palm or demanding a pit. Like II he will also mime songs out to the crowd. He’s the lovable goober, sassy and potentially a little shit.

IV : Mr. Business Casual. He is the guitarist/back up vocalist and his screams will saturate your eardrums with bliss. Affectionately called a fuck boy, this man is the embodiment of horny swagger. He’s a massive tease. He is known for sensually stroking his guitar neck and strap, singing out to the crowd pointing and drawing them in and playing heavily with his mask. Like Vessel, he uses his hands a lot for expression. He has a quieter and more watchful stage presence but still playful, especially when interacting with III, and he has a signature leg raise and twirl. IV also demands kisses and can be found waiting with arms outstretched and on his knees for Vessel to swoop in for a smooch or leaning back hoping for III to come along for a smacker check out the yearning tag for those. He's also often just vibing with II. He has come the farthest with his stage confidence and we are so proud of him. He comes across as a genuinely kind soul and openly shows his emotion and gratitude to the fans.

And all together now

From left to right is III -> II -> IV -> Vess

[shieldofmen]

Day 11 - Defender of Realms

Old art! This is like one of first completed pieces of Jon I did on my tablet ❤️

[nmnomad]

Chloride was one of many mining communities established in the Black Range during the late 1800s. The town peaked in the early 1890s, with a population of about 3000. At that time, there were nine saloons, a general store, a dry goods store, a millinery shop, a restaurant, a butcher shop, a candy store, a pharmacy, a Chinese laundry, a photography studio, a school, two hotels, and at least one brothel.

[trans-xianxian]

I am getting baby rats next week.....

[roomofshitposts]

made this when i heard the ros finale dropped and forgot to toss it here they call me a dumbass o(-(

hi hello, it's been a long while since i posted here and i think i'll call it quits about now for this blog

i'm not super active on any tumblr/twitter accounts these days but my handle is @aureminate if anyone wants to see art once in a blue moon

right now i don't know if i'll deactivate roomofshitposts or just leave it up, or i guess if anyone wants to have the handle they can send me a message?

and that's all from me, goodbye !!

[ruvviks]

finding out someone you've never seen before on this site has you blocked is so funny. what did i do to you specifically

[thecandymaticart]

Day 7. Pinterest Art Base

I did not find this base on pinterest I just liked the look of it.

Link

[maddy-ferguson]

not saying i love you is a crazy fight to have at 14 when you think about it