#then poof in dc and no way back

[tanglepelt]

Dc x dp idea 129

Danny is stuck in dc. For some reason maybe he looks too much like a hero. But regardless a dna test was done.

It came as a perfect match to *insert dc character here*

They assume Danny must be a clone.

[brucewaynehater101]

I know you're mostly an angst person, but in the Parentified!Tim au, I couldn't stop imagining Tim doing his utmost best to keep Bruce's faith in Santa Claus when he and his team watched Santa die.

Like.

Bruce: Hm. Santa must be busy this year.

Tim, who's failing at Santa-ing and being scolded by 10,000 unpaid elves who's also complaining about their poor dental insurance: Don't worry, chum. I'm sure he'll pass by tonight. Now, why don't we leave the cookies near the fireplace and tuck you in? I heard from the grapevine that he also prefers C4 energy drink rather than milk.

Bruce: *narrows his eyes*

Tim: *sweats in lactose intolerance* Or milk!

Bruce: *Hums in approval and leaves the milk and cookies*

Tim: Man. Alfred, this is bullshi--

Santa, who's very much alive: *happily munching on Alfred's award-winning cookies plus the ones from the kitchen* *gulps the milk down* *wipes mouth messily*

Santa: No one will fucking believe you

Santa: *fucking poofs out of existence*

Tim: Motherfucker.

Alfred: Master Tim! Where have all my cookies gone?!

Tim: *points at presents under the tree* Maybe Santa ate it!

Alfred: I am too old to fall for that trick. Please tell Master Allen and Master Kent to simply ask to be invited in next time instead of sneaking in.

Tim: But- They-

Alfred: No 'Buts' Master Tim! Although I am glad they did not leave footprints this time, I would be happier if they didn't eat all the food that is prepared for tomorrow.

Alfred: *fucking walks out, winks at Santa who is laughing by the stairs, and heads to bed*

The next day

Tim: *rants vaguely to Bruce about last night*

Bruce: *nods* I saw Alfred kissing Santa once.

Tim: I don't know how to respond to that.

I love this concept so much. Bruce believes in Santa because he most definitely gathered evidence after some kid at school told him otherwise.

Tim, who killed Santa, doesn't want to break the news to Bruce. He knows that a baby Bruce did an investigation, and it's a part of his childhood that Bruce still holds onto. So, Tim does everything he can to hold onto the fabrication that Santa is alive (even if that means managing thousands of elves, forcing all of YJ to do it with him, and finding a way to choke down thousands of cookies and cups of milk). Tim just wants some C4 (which I found hilarious cause I switched over to that brand a few months back) and a break from trying to keep the spirit of Christmas alive in a middle-aged man.

Then Santa's not actually dead. He probably kept the story being dead just to retire and not deal with the elves.

Alfred found out about Tim acting as Santa with his friends probably because he called up Santa Clause to complain about the footprints and mess left behind in his usually impeccable work.

I wonder if Mrs. Clause exists in the DC universe, or if Santa Clause spends a significant time on Christmas kissing people's parents (or maybe Alfred is just special).

[melinoelliones]

You had frequently seen Chishiya around the city, however he was always alone and acting suspicious, not to mention you had formed somewhat of a crush on the guy. You were also quite curious about him but could never seem to get close enough, until fate brought you two to the same game. Maybe you could finally get some answers.

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MINORS DNI/AGELESS BLOGS DNI/ANTI DC DNI/18+

Warnings: Slight choking, mouth covering, guns and shooting, unprotected sex, cursing, teasing, sex with small plot, hickies, one night stand?, filling up, dubcon???

Hi again, third piece of writing <3. Hopefully i’m gettin better at this LMAO. I kinda tried to put this in the storyline so it isn’t too off brand i guess, this is episode 2 season 1 spoilers for those who haven’t watched. Also it kinda flops in the end.... sorry from now ya’ll

“Where the hell did he go? I swear just had him” you mumbled, kissing your teeth, you had been following Chishiya around the complex for a while now but it was almost as if he had poofed into thin air. Every corner you turned led to another empty walkway, where was everyone anyway?

Shuntaro Chishiya was his name but who was he? You had seen him around the city before but he was always alone and looked like he was up to something, not to mention he looked scarily similar to someone you had known back in highschool, but that's besides the point, he was unusual and you needed to know more, what secrets was he hiding?

You had brought it upon yourself to find out as much as you could about him from a distance, but since this was the first game with him you couldn’t let the opportunity to spy on him up close slip through your fingertips.

Strolling up yet another empty flight of stairs you froze, your eyes locked on the man with the horse mask who was now facing you head on, you felt as if time itself had stopped. Your blood ran cold as your eyes flickered to the large gun in his hand, “p~please don’t shoot, please”, you pleaded, maybe this could work?

You watched on as he started to march towards you, “should’ve assumed this shit wouldn’t work on you”, you sighed frustratedly rolling your eyes, it was worth a shot though. You slid the disk you had hidden in your sleeve to your palm, eyes glued to the masked man who was starting to pick up speed.

As he carelessly attempted to aim his weapon you struck your palms together, the disk emitting a strongly condensed cloud of smoke which started to fill the stairwell. In the midst of his confusion you slid past him, throwing the disks remains behind you as a distraction, hoping he would think you had tried to run back the way you came.

Had you really forgotten what you were doing here? Your life was literally on the line yet you allowed yourself to let your objective slip your mind due to a random man you were attracted to spying on? Maybe this wasn’t your brightest idea.

Darting down endless walkways, all that filled your ears were gunshots and blood curdling screams from below, your plan to get him off your back had worked but at the cost of whose life, countless thoughts flooded your head whilst you fled, paying no attention to where you were headed.

Breathlessly you came to a halt, you had hit the top floor, end of the hall, the only way out was to cross the open stairs but even then you’d be out in the open. As if a wake up call, the gunshots continued, the shells ricocheting off the walls echoing through the stairwell, with no other option you veered towards the last door on your side.

“This is gonna get me in so much trouble for fuck sake”, mumbling to yourself you tried to grab the thin piece of metal from your sock placing it into the keyhole, you had no clue if this would work but at this point there were no alternative options. Your hands trembling as the sound of the man's footsteps grew louder pacing up the stairs, “cmon dammit work”.

You vigorously shook the metal rod, all critical thinking had gone out the window as the realisation that you may actually die right here started to hit you. As that thought popped up you felt the handle click, you were in, without another thought you swung the door open stumbling inside, letting the door close by itself to avoid any further noise.

You cautiously glanced around the room, it was almost as if it were a movie set, blank walls, chipped wood floors and no furniture. “I guess they weren’t expecting people to just walk on in he~”, you were cut off by a hand covering your mouth, your heart now pounding through your chest, was it the shooter?

Why didn’t you watch the door close? How did they get to the room so fast? Why couldn’t you hear their footsteps? A million questions swamped your mind.

You winced as your head started to rise slightly exposing your neck, the calloused hand against your mouth was pulling you back. Your body tightening in fear as your bodies met . A hand weaved its way over your stomach as a pair of lips ghosted just below your ear, their breath sending tingles down your spine, “uh uh uh, now what are we doing here my love?”.

You knew that voice from anywhere, it was Chishiyas. You allowed your body to melt into his as your heart rate began to soften. You could relax a bit now knowing who it was, what could he even want with you anyway, either way you knew you had a means of escape if needs be, Chishiya was not the strongest person by the looks of it.

A faint moan slipped through your lips against his hand whilst he trailed his fingers down your lower stomach with the other, you unknowingly pressing your lower half against his. “What are you doing my love?..... Oh? You like this huh?”, he murmured against your neck, laying a kiss or two upon it. “So… is this why you were always watching me from a distance? Or are you hiding something there?”, your breath hitching as he questioned you, how did he know, you always did your best to keep to yourself and stay hidden.

“Didn’t think I noticed you hmm?”, you could feel the cockiness in his voice against your neck as his kisses became a bit rougher, those were definitely going to leave marks but you didn’t care. “I wasn’t watching you?”, you had to lie, if he was to do anything with that information who knows what the higher ups would do?

His fingers paused at your core, you could almost feel their presence hovering above, “lie” he murmured against your collar bone, pulling your head up with his hand. The grip on your neck tightening as you flinched slightly, the new bruises were tender. As he slowly began to rub you through your already soaked underwear he chuckled, “I won’t bite, you can tell me the truth”.

“Now who’s the liar, the sore spots on my neck didn’t come from nowher~” you hissed as he increased the pressure on his fingers, the friction from them and the fabric of your underwear against your clit edging you closer and closer whilst you lightly rocked back and forth.

Chishiya definitely knew how to use his hands, you were ready to give in just from him playing with you through your underwear. “Cmon pretty girl, no need to be so secretive. If it makes you feel any better I was also watching you too. How could a random girl pop up out of nowhere and manage to survive all those challenges alone, who are you?” he joked, chuckling whilst coming to a halt.

You groaned as the early built up tension in your stomach started to slowly fizzle out, “did you do all this just to tease me?”. “Oh? If you want me so bad, how about I give you the real deal?”, his voice echoed in your ear as he placed a single kiss on your nape before pressing you up against the door.

You gently slid your front down the door, sticking your ass in the air showing your dripping underwear. As you shook your ass slightly you heard him chuckle to himself, he pressed himself up against your hot core, you could feel him almost poking through his tracksuit bottoms. “Well? Do you, or should we go finish that game outside”.

Chishiya ran his hand up your leg as you longed out your response, “please, I want this” you purred. “Hmm, very well then”, without another word you felt him lift up your skirts hem, pulling your underwear to the side with his fingers.

“We may have to make this quick” he muttered, aligning himself at your core, “What did you say~ oh my god” you choked out breathlessly, Chishiya had gave you no warning before crashing himself fully into you, your walls adjusting around him, you did not expect him to be so big.

“Try to stay quiet for me okay”, he teased as you pressed back into him for support, you let out a faint “y~yes” before allowing him to place his hands on your hips.

Chishiya slowly started to rock back and forth allowing every inch of himself to be taken in, his tip crashing against your sweet spot with no mercy. “Fuck, thzt feels so good”, you cried out in between his thrusts, as you looked down you could visibly see the impression of his cock sinking in and out of you.

“Quiet, they’ll hear you my love” Chishiya laughed out leaning forward, your moans getting louder which each hit to your sweet spot. You knew the sounds of your bodies colliding along with the moans would definitely ring through the apartment complex but in the moment you didn’t care.

As he leant forward you could hear his faint moans in your ear, cursing under his breath as he swung his hand around to your lower stomach. “I’m getting close, I don’t know how much longer I can hold ou~” you whimpered as Chishiya ran small circles on your clit, your own whimpers cutting you off. He wanted to watch you writhe under him, of course you weren’t adverse to this idea though.

As your moans grew louder and more incoherent, the sound of gunshots began to emerge from the other side of the door bringing the reality of the situation back into your mind. You were still in a death game, both your lives were still on the line once those doors open.

“You know, its almost like you want them to hear you. Does them potentially finding out what we're doing turn you on hmm?” Chishiya questioned cheakily through his own moans, increasing the pressure on his fingers whilst you attempted to swallow down your moans. The ever growing knot in your stomach was at its limit.

Chishiya could feel you tightening around him, “go on, cum for me pretty girl” he cooed. As if on cue you let the knot unravel, however he continued to keep a steady pace inside of you longing out your orgasm. You could feel your knees trembling as your body was getting tired but his light grunts in your ear were enough to help you muster enough energy to hold on.

“W~what are you doing down there? Cheeky one aren’t you” Chishiya hissed as you threw yourself back onto him, your wetness helping you slide with little effort, the sound turning him on slightly. You wanted to make the most of whatever time you had left with him as who knows when an occasion such as this would arise again.

“C’mon then Chishiya” you mewled softly, you could feel him twitching so you knew he was close. His thrusts became inconsistent as he cursed in your ear, pulling you into him.

“Oh fuck” you gasped, stuttering slightly as you felt him release inside you, his breathe staggered whilst slowing down his strokes. Your legs trembled as he began to pull out, both of your warm releases mixing inside you. “Well would you look at that”, you could almost hear the smirk emerge on his face as he stepped back leaving you completely, pushing your underwear back to stop you from dripping.

“How about you keep that wet underwear on for me, don’t want you to forget what we did do we” he teased, you didn't oppose as of course you wanted to remember this moment. Chishiya gave you a hand as he lent you against a free wall in the room.

Placing his hand on your chin he took in your heated face, “I still have an objective here and I also refuse to lose this game so my work here is done”, Chishiya stated plainly, showing zero emotion as he went to exit the room. Was that it?

You let out a faint sigh, steadying yourself against the wall as you also did have to finish the game at some point. “Hey!” he burted out in the doorway, “try to stay alive will you? Trust me, we have more to discuss, maybe you’ll be useful to me”, his eyes softed whilst closing the door behind him.

He wants to meet again? Perfect, attached or not you also had a mission. Chishiya showing emotion was not what you expected but it would definitely get you a pass when the higher ups ask how you got in this room in the first place. Your plan was going in the right direction. Playing the innocent card always worked on your average players but you expected more from him, maybe you could become his weak spot.

You grinned to yourself as you made your way to the door, “till next time Chishiya”.

[threefandomsinatrenchcoat]

There are many tropes and concepts I could read a thousand different fics about and one of them is:

Peter Parker ending up in the DC universe

Which I've been reading a lot of, recently, so naturally I also had a lot of ideas for prompts. And here they are! These are mainly takes on the trope that I haven't seen done, yet.

1)

Peter gets changed much more severely by the bite, becoming barely recognizable as himself or human in general. He runs away from home in a panic and starts the superhero thing while on the street. Someone hatecrimes him for being a mutant, cue waking up in Gotham surrounded by green goo with only vague memories thanks to trauma responses. The reveal of what happened follows slowly throughout the story as Peter regains his memories.

1.5)

Bonus: he wakes up in the middle of the batcave where Bruce was frantically experimenting with the Lazarus pit goo, startling them both. This way, there's no big part of the bats slowly figuring out where Peter came from and how many people they've been meeting recently are him and instead a lot more potential for family drama and heartache.

2)

Shit goes ROTTEN for Peter after landing in Gotham. He's hurt to fuck and back by both villains and vigilantes alike and eventually caught by law enforcement. In a panic, he busts down the cell he's in and escapes. Next time he's caught, Batman decides to keep him personally for the time being until he can asses how to detain this criminal effectively, at which point he realizes that Peter did not actually mean to pose a threat to anyone and is just a teenager who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Maybe in the wrong get-up as well, to be fair. (Cue the adoption papers being whipped out)

3)

Peter poofs into existence on the Kents' farm instead of Gotham and well, we all know what Ma and Pa Kent do when they find random kids from different worlds with wild superpowers in their backyard. Clarrk is not sure how to feel about his new "brother" at first but we know Peter's a charmer

[mamawasatesttube]

Tell us ur Robin Kon thoughts 👀 I’m also obsessed with him (also the only thing he takes away from Jason being alive is they can get Tim back is hilarious, the favoritism akdhakdh)

i can't answer this properly until i'm done with beach fic bc if i switch gears now it'll all be over so come back after i post that :3c <3 BUT. i have to answer rn instead of just hoarding this in my inbox purely bc i have to say YEAH THE BLATANT FAVORITISM. its SO funny to me. kon has never lived in a gotham before jason died. his biggest tie to the bats is tim. he does not care about jason in the slightest he's just like if YOU can come back, can tim? i want tim back. HOW DID YOU DO IT? and that does not help jason stop hissing and spitting.

there IS something to be said abt jason interacting with a bruce and a dick who lost him and then lost the robin after him, too. but i don't think it'd be a very nice something. he'd only get more vitriolic with them, i think, and then kon would hate his ass more, and it would simply be not very pretty all around.

but i do genuinely think robin kon gets his tim back. why? a) i want it and also b) nobody fucking stays dead in dc comics. the best version of this i can come up with is just really leaning into the way comics are bullshit and kinda also just bullshitting it. so:

kon saves some extradimensional godly being that got trapped on the wrong plane or something whatever not the point. and this being is like oh thank you sweet selfless little one... to express my gratitude i shall grant your hearts fondest wish <3 and then poof!! a very confused tim just drops into kon's waiting arms <3 and in the moment kon is just like !!!!!!!! TIM!!!!! 💞💝❤️💖💝💕💞❣️❤️‍🩹!!

but a little later he just . so i think . this god guy just called me a fruit,

[theragsagainstthemachine]

Here’s a little story.

Back in the days of Black Condor, I lived in NJ and I would often take the bus into NYC to drop off pages to my editor.

I used to walk with my head down too.

One day while on my way to the offices, and watching feet walk past mine, I noticed a bright pair of orange Chucks which I thought were cool as hell. I glanced up the khaki pants, Hawaiian shirt, and noticed it was Keith Giffen, portfolio in hand, obviously making his way to our mutual destination.

I needed to introduce myself!

I was giddy, and started to make a beeline toward him as he rounded a corner and then, POOF! he evaporated like mist!

I couldn’t believe it. The last thing I remember was him glancing peripherally in my direction as I tried to catch up.

Of course while at the DC offices, I saw him as we passed in the hallway. He comfortably ignored me as he was in conversation with his editor. Not wanting to impose, I never said hello.

Over time, we did eventually meet. He was the curmudgeon everybody says he was, but he was tolerantly awesome as I introduced him to some dear friends of mine from art school who were big fans. I tried to coax him into having dinner with us, but he declined.

Years later he had me partner with him on a Batman/Joker story that was part of a Halloween compilation DC put together a couple of years ago. He was great, and very excited about the story he wrote.

I tried to email him from time to time, but there never seemed to be enough time for him to respond.

I wish I got to know him better. He was brilliant and I so wanted him to know how much I loved his work.

Like that opportunity, he too will be missed.

RIP Keith. My deepest condolences to his family.

[rontra]

holding your hand looking into your eyes is the exact energy I intended thank you for picking up on it

🤝

typeoneninja asked: Maybe though do say who powergirl is because I have actually less than zero idea

oh my god i get to talk about my blorbo...okay well you MUST understand i'm still a comics newbie and laser focus on only the stuff i directly care about so it's not like i've read everything about her or anything (and things do vary--sometimes A LOT depending on the character lol--from comic to comic as is DC's dark design). so take everything here as kinda loosy-goosy from someone who's Casually Acquainted. however (LONG POST)

^me.

you know Supergirl right. heard of her. kara zor-el (spelling may wary) she's superman's cousin (usually) and has the same power set. it's me supergirl and i have all your powers

power girl is Also kara zor-el (spelling may vary) from a Different Dimension. two of them.

the details about her backstory vary a little but the agreed upon IDEA for her is that her home dimension has like collapsed somehow or the earth in it is torn to shreds or whatever. she's either like the only survivor of a dimension that went poof or she's been isekai'd here from an earth that was getting blown up by demons or whatever.

and now there's two karas and theyre forced to coexist on the same earth and they can't both show up dressed like supergirl so now power girl has to do her own thing.

that's like generally the gist of whats going on w her conceptually. she got vooped over here and now she's stranded on an earth that isn't hers with castmates that aren't the same people she knew

like i said the specifics of her backstory vary but on top of being Dimension Displaced she usually shares Supergirl's whole "after their home planet exploded she arrived to earth much later than Superman did, due to Space Shenanigans" thing. she's usually older than supergirl. and she DOES have bigger boobs also. NOT sure why that's a dimensional difference between them but i'll take it (what were they feeding her on earth 2?)

sometimes they're drawn basically looking identical. i can understand the impulse (they are both kara zor-el after all.) but i think it's kind of a shame when power girl doesn't look Older than her because i like it when she's older than her. i guess sometimes they either ditch that part or just don't feel like it. F.

anyway when they look identical you can usually tell them apart by identifying which one DC has bequeathed the Boob Window upon and that one will be power girl. works every time

to me i became enamored with her when i was reading some green lantern comic (it was my first comic, they had launched a guy's coffin into the sun and had to go get it back it was wack) and i noticed a boob window girl (my beloved) had BEEN INVITED but didnt get to DO anything. she spent all her time standing in crowd shots while other people did the main stuff. and i thought "wow. now there's a character i need to put in my purse". and the rest is history

it was like this

i felt like bad for her i was like oh honey...you're coming with me... my girl in the ensemble

she kind of struggles in general because she doesn't get a lot of content coming her way. (and when she does it's not usually stuff that i love.) she shares this with supergirl too 🥰

anyway i hope that helps a little. she's supergirl from a different dimension and she's stuck here now. is the gist of it.

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for a bonus side-elaboration on what IM doing over here in my AU, my main basis for CTDE power girl is her shenanigans in the n52 where she gets stuck here WITH another extremely normal girl (they get isekai'd together during like a big dumb demon war on their home earth). that's helena wayne she's batman's daughter in the other dimension and no such person exists on this earth. they're both stuck (together) (the only 2 people on earth who know and understand each other) (it's romance) (superbat for girls)

in that story power girl becomes like mildly obsessed for a bit with devising a way to get HOME to her own dimension and earth which is (as far as she knows) still under siege by Planet Fucking Hellmouth. shes building machines. shes using technology

(while helena believes there's nothing to go home to anymore and they should try to make a new life in this new dimension)

what gets me about it is that its SO FUNNY that this specific power girl's setup is basically a supervillain origin story that they just don't lean into because her name is on the book (obviously). (hey why do so many villains build a DimensionFucking Machine that's gonna Fuck Up the Dimensions because theyre obsessed with something on the other side anyway)

but i feel no such restraint obviously!!!!

so anyway my CTDE "Arc 1" is about Power Girl (now almost two decades deep in her desperate fixation) finishing building the ultimate DimensionFucker 9000 to get home. shes been working on this for years. she doesn't care very much about this earth and she needs to go back to her own one NOW

Helena is realizing with horror she's way too late to talk her babygirl out of this one because PG just isn't listening to her anymore (and as a human she would struggle to snap PG out of it by force). she feels she has no other recourse but to betray her most specialest girl and sell her out to supergirl, who's investigating the Weird Dimension Rift Shit that's been going on (and is strong enough to actually fight her)

And Supergirl has to stop PG because what that thing is doing to HER universe is NOT GOOD!!!!!

(Supergirl was like a teenager when her home planet krypton went kaboom--she Remembers it and feels detached from everything because she doesn't Have a home anymore + oh my god the trauma + also no one on earth even really needs her that much. but that doesn't mean PG can DESTROY THE DIMENSION!!!!)

(also in my AU the other earth is actually lost for good, so it's not only a Grief Quest but a FUTILE Grief Quest because there's no one alive and nothing to salvage on the other side of the portal anyway)

It's the "Power Girl As Villain In A Supergirl Book" arc. because i think women should have cute obsessions that endanger other people and i LOVE when the karas interact

this is why i drew pictures of them being very not nice to each other 😔

like it all works out. it's fine. they do some crying and screaming at each other, some kicking and punching, helena gets her piece in, and PG's brain fungus finally calms down enough for her to take the "Protagonist Kara" seat for Arc 2 (when Supergirl has her own issues to deal with)

theres just a lot of "kara zor el screaming At Herself that she can't go home because there is no such place anymore and she has to live with that forever in a place she doesn't belong". you know. girl talk

anyway that's like roughly power girl + what im doing with her in my first arc (helena is here too dont worry) hope that helps. shes my comic blorbo. hope she gets the main stage in a good comic someday. MDGHBJFGM

[kidcooper02]

re-read the last issue of YJ: Targets and man ... the funeral shot kills me. the fact this is so so sad but it's a nice day out. the fact so many people are there (including the Runaways, despite how short of a time they'd been associated with superheroes at that point and none of them knowing Wally). the fact neither Artemis or Bart are crying but Artemis looks terrified and Bart looks SO fucking tired. that shit's gonna weigh on my brain for ages

DUDE......THAT ISSUE MURDERED ME

I was feeling really sick the day it came out on DC universe, that when I got to that panel I like GASPED N SOBBED n I think my sister probably thought I finally puked

ANYWAY, I WAS SCREAMINGGG IN MY FRIEND'S DMS ABOUT THAT WHOLE SHOT CUZ FUCKKKKKKK

I'm so hurt but honestly GRATEFUL to have finally seen the funeral. It felt a but like closure. All these years of "Wally's gone" and his death being him literally POOFING away, to have that concrete "here's the service. Here's the coffin." It felt, good in a bittersweet way. I'd be jumping for joy if wally came back, but I'm happy now if he doesn't since we got this scene.

Artemis having that look of just. Fear. Anxiety. Because it's just so unfair. Every bad thing life threw at her, she got through. Faking her death and being apart from Wally, FINALLY reuniting, and he's gone. What does she do now? This is probably right before Will and Jade opened their home to her, so she feels ALONE. Yes, the team is going through it with her but, Jade has always been a bit of a rock in her life (as wishy-washy as she is). So yeah her TERROR is so powerful cuz she just lost a positive constant in her life, God I love you Artemis.

And BART MAN. His look means so man things to me. Exhaustion. Lost. GUILT EVEN. It's all so much. When talking with my friend, we both agree that Bart in this shot is so interesting because we know nothing about Wally's fate in his original timeline. Did Bart know Wally was going to die THIS year? Did Wally make it a bit farther? Did Wally even die at ALL in Bart's time (not likely since we only saw Bart with Neut but hey you never know). Guilt over his new family and friends being in such a depressing state when he was supposed to FIX things? Guilt over the feeling that by saving Barry he doomed Wally?

It's just so interesting to decipher what he could POSSIBLY be thinking about.

(Also the fact the runaways were there is great to me, they're good kids. And Ed being at the funeral gives canon ground to New York Times best seller, Going Hyperspeed on ao3-)

[xaq-the-aereon]

Cursed DnD Weapon idea: The Sword that Answers Only to You

Somewhere in the adventure, one of your party is offered a deal by a strange blacksmith. If they complete a seemingly simple task, they will be rewarded with a magical sword that nobody can ever take from them. Upon completing the task, they are gifted with the Sword that Answers Only to You. It is a very nice enough sword; the edge is silvered and has a +1 to hit, plus it crits on a 19 or 20. However, after about 2 days, the player will notice the grip has become barbed; taking hold of it by the hilt causes you to lose 1 hit point. As a tradeoff, however, these barbs secure it into your grip, preventing you from being disarmed in any way other than voluntarily letting it go, and if anybody else tries to steal it and wield it, it not only skewers their hand, but then teleports itself back to its sheath. "Answers Only to You" indeed. A fair enough trade-off for 1 measly hit point, right? Here's the actual curse, though: It literally answers to "you." Any time the word "you" is spoken by the character, the sword instantly teleports into their hand no matter where they are or where it is, barbs going right into their hand for that extra -1 hit point. If they have another weapon equipped, it is forcibly knocked out of their hands. If they're in a situation where having a weapon would be improper, such as at a formal dinner? Things just got painfully awkward for them. Sword is safely tucked away in another dimension like a genie-patron warlock's Bottled Respite? Nope, there it is.

And heavens help them if they're close to an ally or NPC when it does this, because if someone is in the space where the blade appears, the poor soul will automatically get stabbed by it. Oh, and when I said "lose 1 hit point?" I meant off of the character's maximum hit points. Don't worry, they're not gone forever. They'll get 1 back every long rest....or all of them if they find a way to destroy the weapon or dispel the curse. If the curse is dispelled, the barbs go away, allowing them to wield the sword normally...though, being averse to this at this point would be entirely understandable.

And just in case they thought destroying or de-cursing it was going to be the end of it? At the DM's discretion, the curse has one last trick up its sleeve. Starting on the 3rd day after its destruction or de-cursing, at dawn the DM secretly makes a Constitution save for the character, whose DC is equal to the number of days since the weapon was destroyed, minus 3, with a max DC of 15 from 18 days onward. If they fail, the weapon returns, curse in full. The next time the character carelessly says "you," POOF. There it is, barbed back into their hand once more. To be extra evil with this curse, the DM can have it work with any word with a hard "U" syllable in it. "This is unusual--" POOF. "What a view!" POOF. "Who wants barbecue?" POOF. "It's a cow. C-O-W, cow--" POOF.

Have fun!

[the-firebird69]

And there's a code on that train that Denzel Washington The runaway and the head Massachusetts and New England with gas and get rid of tons of morlock, Larry filled it today and they died and they refilling it again that died and apparently it's contaminated. You may have made a mistake doing that he says it goes in every nook and cranny and if you go into these old buildings and you pull up break out and going to die so I'm upset you said you should take the historic areas out and rebuild the city the way it was has a pain in the ass but that's what you can do and the store the buildings off planet or something I got to tell you that's a pain said he'd do it the museum of science is gone in a museum I mean the movie we do hear that they're all contaminated so it's supposed to wear off

Mac

Back at sick for me and it's just like you said you open a closet and poof it doesn't deteriorate that fast tastes like 10 years they use the wrong version of the poison and it was not switched out and they knew about it and didn't care and they did it on purpose it said the people in Massachusetts and so forth and the whole area is contaminated but the rain handles mostly exterior stuff except for boxes for electrical and phone and they know how to decon them and other such things but really you need to rip out all the houses every single house every single apartment and condo the area is contaminated for 10 years and the more like we'll keep going in there. And there is an antidote but it will not be effective after too many exposures and they are taking it and they still go in there and they are dying and it has ruined a lot of people and the whole game goes up there and it's a plan by DC to make our son sick and it's dying from cancer it's really just the poison and I actually had boss there soprano gets sick from it he has the antidote and he knew the train and so he got online and checked and it was what you said and then he goes okay takes the antidote and leaves cuz I can't go back there it's full of s*** heads anyways I get sick cuz they want DC this is going to lead to another problem and he actually Tommy F gets sick and he knows about it he didn't necessarily plan it and he says these people are worse than us and I didn't think that was possible and they're not very smart.

The code on the train is that he's supposed to get money and go back home and rub it into everybody and get sick and stuff and they want that to happen quick a 25 Grand isn't real money and that's the code says too

Thor Freya

[panic-at-the-fiction]

1983 pt3

Summary: Ten years later (y/n) is now earning her PhD at Oxford, when she is called home in a emergency involving another telepathic student, Jean Grey and the nightmares she’s been having.

Warnings: just following the movies plot right now.

A/N: I’ve had some bad luck recently and let’s just go with writing isn’t the most important thing on my mind. I’ll try to keep it weekly tho. @whyiswhatahow @willalaufeyson @flowersfrom197o @neenieweenie @laic2299

My father was alive. Probably being held against his will, but alive. “We have to find him.”

“I know that voice is Xavier. Where is he?” The military guy's voice says.

“We don’t know,” most of us shout back.

Peter, who seems a little lost, pipes up a few seconds short of everyone else. “Yeah, bro, we don’t know!”

I can hear an alarm from over the microphone before he shuts it off. He and the other men take off to investigate. I sit down on the ground and try to focus.

“Whatcha doing?”

“I’m trying to focus, so I can find my dad.”

“Oh yeah, yeah… but how are you going to do that, you're just an empath.”

“Mutants can unlock so much untapped power through the unconscious mind. I’ve barely scratched the surface, and I've unlocked so much already. Even with all that, I can still find him without it. He spoke to me during his message. He wanted me to come find him, so his mind was open to me. Like a back door, I just need to retrace his steps. If I can just focus,” I close my eyes and hope he takes the hint to leave me alone.

He didn’t. “Ok, you just let me know if I can help with that. I'm super good at focusing. I can focus on Pac-Man and play all day. Though I did have trouble focusing on school, so maybe I'm not as good at it…”

“Peter! Please just be quiet and leave me alone.” He shuts up and I take a deep breath. When I close my eyes and replay my father's message in my head, it’s like I can see him. He’s sitting on some rocks with Eric and some other mutants behind him. I try to look for landmarks or placements, but I don’t even know where I am. How can I figure out where he is?

“Uh (y/n)” I try to tune out Peter. “(Y/n).”

“Peter, please, I'm trying to focus.”

“No (y/n) I mean look out!” Opening my eyes, I see the bright red laser coming at me. I go to move out of the way, but someone’s grabs me and I feel a gush of wind. There’s a loud boom and some falling debris, but when I look around, I’m several feet away from where I had been sitting. Peter had grabbed me before I could run and was now crouched with me, using himself to shield from the debris.

I blink a few times to process, “thank you.”

His face turns all nervous and embarrassed and steps back and helps me up. He tries to play it with his usual charms. “Oh yeah, no big deal, just doing my running thing.” It just comes out dorky.

Jean and some other students stand at the blown away wall. “Come on, guys, we know a way out.” They rush down the hall and soon a blue mutant poofs beside us of smoke.

We stopped at a hangar with a small jet in it. “Hank, you think you can fly this thing?”

He laughed, “Yeah, it shouldn't be that hard.”

“Good because I know where the professor is.” Jean adds.

I smile at her and give her a pat on the shoulder. “When did you get to be so smart?”

“Not a little girl anymore (y/n)”

“I know, I know.”

“Hey everybody, look at this, flight suits.” The student with the glasses opened the locker doors to show us.

“Guess it’s time to suit up.”

My dad was all the way in Egypt. We, on the other hand, we’re in Canada. We were lucky that Hank could fly this thing, otherwise we may never get there in time for a commercial plane.

We hit a spot of turbulence and the jet began to rattle a bit. I could feel the students were getting tense.

“Were you scared? That day in D. C?” Jean asked Raven.

“No.” The others looked worried at that answer, but Raven had more to her pep talk. “But I was scared on my first mission. “I was on a plane like this with my friends. About your age. We called ourselves the X-men. Your brother Alex was there. He was a real handful”

I looked over at the student with the glasses, “Your Alex’s little brother?” He nodded. “He used to talk about you like you were the moon. Scott did this today or when I went home, I got to see Scott. He thought you were the greatest.” He seemed to be processing this.

“What happened to the other kids on that plane? The X-men?” Kurt asked.

Raven frowned, “Hank and I are the only ones left. I couldn’t save them. I told you I’m not a hero.”

“Well, you're a hero to us. Seeing you that day in DC changed my life.”

“Mine too,” added Scott.

“Mine too,” Peter said. I looked at him strangely. Finding that all hard to believe. He shrugged, “I mean, I still live in my mom's basement. I met my dream girl once, but I messed that up too. Too afraid of commitment, you know the usual stuff.” He huffed, “But yeah, everything else is… well, the exact same.” He smirked, “I’m a total loser.”

We all laughed at him, and suddenly no one was tense or nervous anymore. Leave it to Peter to lighten the mood.

I tapped him on the shoulder. “You really still live in your mom's basement?” I laughed,

“Oh yeah, but you’d love it. I got it all set up, I got the latest game console, a new Mrs Pac-Man machine. It’s totally updated.” He paused for a second and scratched his head. “If we get through this… maybe you would want to come and check it out?”

“You really meant that about meeting your dream girl?”

He laughed, “oh yeah she was super hot, you would have loved to meet her too.”

I slapped him lightly in the chest. “Oh shut it Maximoff. You just had to ruin the moment.” But I couldn’t help but laugh at him for it.

[yaraflors-archive]

Hello! I was just curious of what you'd have to say in terms of criticism of Tom Taylor's run on Nightwing. I read through it as it came out myself and while I note 'able-bodied Oracle' as a con, as well as the overall 'safeness/no-risks-taken' nature of the storyline, I wonder if there was anything else I may not have picked up on at the time. It's been kinda hard for me to find proper written critiques of the run outside of Tumblr that isn't just blind praise.

hi!!

I also have strong qualms on how dick has been written in general? I think everyone loves a good “sweet boy” dick grayson. However the way Taylor has written him to be almost?? Unaware of his previous upbringing?? Is odd. Like, example, he makes dick say this whole “I have privilege and money” spiel (super weird and performative btw. very reminiscent of the performative stuff that happened in the last year.) almost as dick would not have prior knowledge to being?? Poor? Like he spent some time in a not great boys home, time on the streets, and even it’s been expressed that in halys he and his family were really just getting by. I think this is sadly a pattern in new dc writers where they seem to ignore a characters previous established story beyond the basics? Idk it just feels like there are moments where dick seems to be unaware of his own past?? If that makes sense? And I think it’s a huge disservice to his character to make him seem so detached from the people?? Like his whole “giving back” speech.. it makes it seem as though he was not already a spider-man type hero (hero of the ppl etc). When he was!!! he wanted to give back and be a hero that was there for people personally.. he has stated this in different ways many times?? And it makes me sad that it’s like.. being seen that this is the “first time” he’s helping the people.

Also to touch on babs. I hate how they gave her an explaination for removing her disability as a catch all. Like ok so they made it so she can walk now(🙄😪).. but that doesn’t mean she wouldn’t have chronic pain?? Or stiffness or even exhaustion surrounding her back and legs. As a person who DOES have chronic back and leg pain, would benefit from a mobility aid, and also has a metal rod in my back.. i can attest to the fact that this pain would not go away. This to me just highlights that they do little to no research on disabled people and they care very little about babs. They don’t want to give her character development and they treat her like dick graysons cute plush keychain. They act like her disability is just POOF gone.. also that she was so “held back” from her disability + wheelchair.

I just feel like in general these story arcs and character developments lack meat. And for this deep in dicks story he deserves something more. Thank you for asking me this btw!! I’m glad someone cared about my opinion enough.

[singaroundelay]

34. Trent x Ted.

"Okay, so don’t freak out, but I got flour everywhere..." Trent takes a cautious step into his kitchen and — no, Ted certainly was not exaggerating in the slightest. Every square inch of his kitchen is covered with a thin layer of white powder. And he does mean every. Under normal circumstances, and in a normal kitchen, this would simply be a pain in the ass and require a lot of water and a roll (and a half) of paper towels. An annoyance, to be sure, but manageable. However, Trent Crimm's kitchen is not a 'normal' kitchen by any stretch of the imagination. As a man with split custody of a daughter — half his kitchen has toys strewn all over the place from wherever she abandoned one to move onto the next and onto the next and the following one after that. On top of that, keeping up with the dishes has never been high on Trent's priorities — deadlines were at the top of his list, obviously — and even after resigning and only having to deal with the day-to-day PR crises at AFC Richmond... well, suffice to say, he's busier now than when he was Trent Crimm, The Independent. "Why, Trent Crimm you're even more intimidating when you don't say anything." It takes every gram of willpower Trent possess not to burst out laughing at the way flour has caked itself onto Ted's mustache. Of course the coach wouldn't have been spared in the Great Flour Explosion of 2022. "Care... to explain?" Trent asks, folding his arms over a faded band shirt. It's a black AC/DC shirt today — which means he should stay far away from any white surfaces... a near impossible feat given the size of his kitchen. He realizes his mistake too soon after he leans back against a counter, swearing up a blue streak. "Well, I was workin' on the shortbread for the week," Ted begins, gesturing toward the mess. "Then Keeley called to give me the update on her wedding plans... then after that Rebecca called to ask my opinion on Keeley's wedding plans. Really, a group chat woulda been so much easier. But last time we had a group chat, we forgot we already had one going and then no one knew which chat to reply to since we couldn't just delete the other one—" "The flour, Ted," Trent prompts before Ted can go off on another tangent. "Well, long story short—" "Too late," Trent mutters under his breath. "I forgot how much flour I'd already put in, so guessed how much more I needed, turned on the stand mixer, and... poof." He spreads his arms wide. "Flour everywhere. Don't worry. I'll clean it up! Lickety splitedly, you'd never know I was here in the first place." Trent clucks his tongue then brushes the flour off of Ted's mustache. One thing is for certain since he and Ted moved in together two months ago: life is never boring in Richmond.

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[doodleferp]

What Doodle Thinks About MOTU Revelations and What Happened to Orko: SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!!!

So, I watched all of MOTU Revelations this morning, and I did a very happily say that I enjoyed the entire thing. The animation is stellar, the voice acting is brilliant, and the writing of it is just pitch perfect. Kevin Smith actually found a way to make a great He-Man show without He-Man and Skeletor constantly being in the spotlight. There’s always a point in a story where the main protagonist gets existential and starts to be all “The world would be better off if I wasn’t here. If I wasn’t here, then everything wouldn’t be fucked up.” But in He-Man’s case, this is absolutely not true — in his final battle against Skeletor, Adam thought he was saving Eternia by taking both himself and Skeletor out of the picture, but in doing so he completely fucked up the entire ecosystem and balance in Eternia and made everything so much worse. And the thing about it is it works.

Without He-Man, the good people of Eternia or no longer have someone to defend them from Skeletor’s evil forces, and in what I usually see this means that the good forces who are grieving will typically fall to the evil ones, who are now angered and emboldened by the loss of their spiritual leader. But Skeletor’s forces are similarly shattered and all went in completely different directions — Triclops started a Church of the Broken God-esque cult with Trap Jaw and Whiplash that worships machines over magic, Evil-Lyn and Beast Man set out to restore balance and magic to Eternia, and Mer Man went to do his own thing in the Crystal Sea. It makes perfect sense for both sides of the war to be completely shattered and lost without their respective spiritual leaders. Without He-Man and Skeletor to help embolden their respective sides and lead them into battle, both sides of the war are dazed and confused with little idea of what to do next. It's like the hero/villain finally defeats villain/hero trope -- the character finally got what they wanted, but they have no idea where to go from here because they centered their entire existence on completing this goal.

But here's where I'm sure a lot of people will be upset. It appears for my fellow Orko fans that our worst fear has to pass. In episode four, Orko’s sacrifices himself to keep Scare Glow at bay so Teela and the others can escape to Preternia. For all intents and purposes, Orko appears to be dead, with Adam and the others erecting a small gravestone for him in Preternia. But the entire “death” scene feels kind of fishy to me, and I don’t know why, exactly. But I feel like Orko’s not dead — at least, not entirely.

This might be because of some thing I brought up in an earlier post about what exactly could happen to Orko in Revelations — which I’ll display here:

The big scene where Orko uses his magic to shield the others from Scare Glow. Looks uncannily similar to the panel in a DC/Mattel crossover comic where the inhabitants of Eternia joined the Justice League to help fight against a threat I can’t remember. Orko’s tried to destroy this Skull of Power, but ended up absorbing all of its evil and becoming a dark god, enslaving his entire race and making a lackey out of Skeletor (who, actually, looks very similar to that Skelegod toy they released). This panel in particular, when put up against the screenshot above, looks so extremely similar, almost like it’s a callback or a reference.

Which brings me to my second point. Orko’s incantation before he and Scare Glow went poof sounds very similar to an exorcism or a banishment incantation: "Demon, begone. Go back to your shadow." Exorcisms in my experience don’t typically kill demons, they just send them back to Hell where they belong. I don’t know exactly how it would work as an exorcism since Subternia is pretty much Eternia’s version of Hell, so maybe Orko banished Scare Glow and himself to another dimension. Because, when you think about it, we only saw them disappear. We got an explosion and Orko's scarf, but there were no bodies shown. We never got actual visual confirmation that he and Scare Glow were dead.

And then there’s this:

The fact that Orko seems to be the focal point of this poster makes me even more skeptical that he’s actually dead. Why feature Orko so prominently in the poster, only to give him a bit of screen time and then kill him off? Even his magic ring/circle is on the poster, which leads me to believe that Orko's not gonna be gone forever. Hell, I even remember that Twitter(?) post back in 2020 when Revelations first got announced where Kevin Smith had drawn Orko and Skeletor on a whiteboard to announce the show. If he really hated Orko that much, why would he put him up there with Skeletor and not He-Man or Teela, since they're both so much more relevant to the plot than Orko is?

TLDR: I loved Revelations. I will not sugarcoat it. In spite of Orko's "death", Part 1 was an amazing start to what could turn out to be an awesome series. But for all the Orko fans I don’t think this is the last we’ll ever see of our blue bean. Remember the first rule of movies and TV shows: unless you watch them kick the bucket, never believe anyone is dead until you see a body.

[jeaneybean]

Our first party death in three years

chomp chomp

Session starts out with the beating of wings overhead. Bip goes out and looks and spots a colossal blue dragon flying towards the palace, then back towards the temple. He also spots a rider on the dragon.

The blue dragon, Darude, lands and calls out for desert glass. Our friend the tomb gardian goes up to talk to him, with Vera following behind because she’s got like, zero fear. (Literally, immune to frightening presence)

Dragon is a dick to our good friend the tomb guardian, eventually desert glass comes up with Oz to talk to the scale donor. He’s a dick, Vera tries diplomancy but we both roll 20′s so she doesn’t butter him up as easily as she does Otho. He decides he needs to make Desert Glass want to be queen so obviouly he dips and goes to fly to the palace to punish her for not doing what he wants.

We zip over on Otho, with Bear and Iskull running on the ground after because they’re large. Darude is wrapped around the Sultan waiting for us to come in.

It’s at this point Sam drops the coolest shit. See, Desert Glass’ player has an identical twin. So he got the twin to come over and record lines. Since Blue dragons can change their voices and mimics, Sam played voice clips of DG’s twin talking. ‘If you won’t listen to me, maybe you’ll listen to the voice in your head’

We stall a bit and talk back and forth before we go into the fight and, as sam usually does, Darude goes last. Otho, after having admitting to the party the other week that he held back because he didn’t want us to be afraid of him, went all out rushing Darude on Vera’s order and tearing into him. Vera missed all her attacks, so did Bip and Desert Glass. Oz’s turn was spent benign transpositioning his familiar Veli and the Sultan. Desert Glass’s adopted dad is safe!

But that’s not who he was going for. With Otho, Vera, and Oz all within melee range, Darude unleashes a full round attack on Oz. His bite is a crit that takes off Oz’s right arm above the shoulder. Oz takes two claws, one wing, and the last wing knocks him below -10 and he fukkin _dies_. “Oh, did you like that one? I’ll let you have him back.” Says DG’s voice back to her.

So Vera, right in front of Oz, now sprayed with his blood, doesn’t look back. She knows that if Oz survived that at all he’d be mocking the dragon. So she _knows_ Oz is beyond help. So she attacks and simtes the shit out of the dragon, and Otho goes full blender mode. Veli, Oz’s familiar, flaps to him and tries pulling out one of his scrolls to read. But she only rolls a 2 and can’t roll it. Havilah sees this and runs over and tries to read the scroll, but he gets a 21, just two below the DC for the scroll. (A homebrew spell, a wizard’s  verson of revivify.) Bip tears into Darude with a HUGE barrage of arrows, and Desert Glass goes blender. She hits, hits, hits, and Crits the fourth shot with her ice sword, which freezes and breaks off his foreleg.

It’s at this point that Havilah gets rabbit punched by a vampire who shows up. A second one goes for someone else, while a third starts rifling through Oz’s body (That Vera is not paying attention to at all, it’s like that part of the room is blury like a japanese hentai. Just blurred out of her vision.) Darude is like ‘hey, the dragon has the hand!’ because of course these bitches are after the magic item we pulled from the tomb we just delved. Unfortunate, because it’s Otho’s.

Before Darude can get killed he burrows into the fuckng ground like a bitch. Party goes ham on the vampires now. Bip throws and stakes one with an arrow, causing her sister to run over and unstake her. One vampire goes after Otho but Vera slides off, stabing her with her spear with a smite evil and poofing her. She points her spear at one of he other vampires and screams because Vera big angy. Havilah mocks his taret and successfuly stakes her, promising the third vampire he’s got a stake for her too. Bip shoots at that one, who takes off.

Me: Is there any way if I get on Otho I can get to that vampire? Sam: I mean, otho could fastball special vera. Me: DO IT

So Vera points her spear at the vampire and screams, and Otho understands that to me ‘I want to hit that with my spear.’ So he picks her up and hurls her at the vampire because Vera has a ring of featherfall. However, Otho rolls a one on his attack and Sam decides that, sure, Vera can hit that vampire’s heart with a called shot. But the fail is that Vera hits the wall at full 60ft fall damage. So Vera takes like 64 damage but succesfully stakes and pins the vampire.

Sesson ends with us finding a way to revive Oz. Also: Vera and Havilah ignoring that Oz was dead because if we admit he was dead we have to deal with those feelngs and we are not here for that yet.

[yicruz48]

Teen Titans Review #43

July/14/2020.

This issue is the continuation of the Teen Titans (Emiko, Wallace, Roundhouse and Crush) investigating the murder of Brother Blood. 

The issue begins with Damian fighting crime in Gotham City  and collecting data on KG Beast that I believe he uses later in the issue to find him. He is again sputtering insults at Batman’s way of handling things which seems to be his default inner monologue under Robbie Thompson. 

And while I agree Batman methods aren’t the best, it makes Damian seem like a know-it-all that somehow knows more about fighting crime than his father who has spent longer fighting against it. For me personally, this makes Damian to be foolishly ignorant.  

As Damian starts to struggle against his opponents Jon suddenly swoops in to assist him.   

Although I admit I was pleasantly surprised to see Jon appear again in Teen Titans (even if it was aged-up Jon) there is apart of me that felt like this essentially useless to the story. 

Jon expresses his concern for Damian’s future, he confesses that he has heard and seen things while with the Legion that has made him worry about Damian. I’m not sure if this implies Jon knows about what has been going on in the batfamiy or with Teen Titans although it surely confirms Jon is concerned.  

Although not concerned enough to further question if Damian is really okay. What really frustrates me is that a correctly-written Jon would not just settle with, “I am fine, Jonathan,” especially if Damian turned his back on him as he answered (clearly indicating that he wasn’t okay). The real Jon would most likely continue to annoy Damian about what's going on until he confesses. The real Jon would possibly drop everything with the Legion to watch over Damian. 

Unless, (and I hate to say this) this is an indication that Damian and Jon’s friendship is wavering and drifting apart. In other words, what we may be witnessing is the end of their friendship. 

We are then taken back to Mercy Hall where Emiko (Mainly Emiko) and Wallace are analyzing dirt from Brother Blood’s lair to determine the murderer. Before cutting off to Crush and Roundhouse we are told the murderer intentionally left evidence behind to leave a message to the team. This tells us the suspect is connected to the team. 

 While Crush and Roundhouse take down more Blood Cult safe houses they discover new information about Brother Blood’s plans before dying. 

What we find out:

-> Brother Blood wanted to control the whole city with his toxic chemicals. 

-> First on Brother Blood’s hit list was the Teen Titans. Which isn’t surprising since essentially Brother Blood and Black Mask were in Damian’s prison the longest. Its only natural he would want to get revenge on the Teen Titans so much they were first on his list. 

I guess this also highlights that Damian is actually afraid, if he wasn’t fearful that Brother Blood would kill his former team members then he would’ve let Brother Blood let them have it. I guess...thank you for the little compassion Robbie?

The Teen Titans (Emiko, Wallace, Roundhouse and Crush) then regroup to share what information they’ve found. 

As Crush and Roundhouse reveal their findings Emiko reveals the culprit: Damian (surprise, surprise...not really). 

I have to point this out, but one of the things that annoyed me the most of  this issue was that Roundhouse was somehow surprised that Damian killed Brother Blood. Like out all of the Teen Titans Roundhouse should be the least surprised, I mean he was the who literally wanted to pin the team against Damian a few issues (specifically Issue 35 for those wondering):

So I don’t understand why the heck Roundhouse caught off guard by this revelation. I understand Crush, but Roundhouse? I don’t know if this was intentional or not but it made Roundhouse come off as fake and playing the emotion up in his favor. And this ended up making me hate Roundhouse even more than I already did. 

But as much as hate him, I guess he was really saying the truth in issue 35:

“Robin’s got us all thinking that we’ve ‘solved crime. ’But really we’re all just pawns in his creepy obsession with showing up his old man.” 

Because looking at the all the issues Robbie Thompson has collectively written, that is essentially what it seems like. 

 As the Teen Titans rush to get to Damian we see Damian still in Gotham city stalking his next prey; KG Beast. 

 Before we move on, I want to bring attention something that really disturbs me about these panels: 

“But my path was determined by fate. By blood. By Batman himself.” 

Damian is essentially saying here that he was destined to be a killer since birth, because of his legacies, because of his father. This literally goes against everything Gleason wrote in Robin: Son of Batman. Which literally proved that Damian’s upbringings and legacies don’t define him. They are apart of what he is but don’t make him...well him. 

Honestly its devastating how much this trashes Gleason’s and Tomasi’s development.

Also, I am speculating that, “I know the future,” is referring to when Djinn showed Damian what his dream future held. You know the one he shed tears about because it was so beautiful or something? Yea, that one.

Moving on, as Damian is getting closer to make a move on KG Beast (for what essentially happened several months ago) the rest of the Teen Titan’s gang up on Damian. The fight against Damian begins with Roundhouse throwing the first punch. 

Unsurprisingly, Damian manages to avoid anything the Titans throw at him (I say this because if you don’t remember, the Teen Titans haven’t had a chance to train with Damian except Emiko. Although even Emiko can’t take him down).

And motivated by pure blood-thirst and revenge Damian jumps on KG Beast and immediately starts attacking him in order to prove to the Teen Titans what real justice looks like. After again flawlessly moving past the Teen Titans the issue ends with Damian slicing one of KG Beast’s arms. 

Conclusions: 

-> Wouldn’t be surprised if that bit of dirt that Bruce found in Damian’s room was planted there by Damian intentionally in order to lead Bruce to him. Like why not? If we are shitting on Damian’s development might as will pull all the stops. PS: Surprised Bruce called Damian his son . 

-> I hate Roundhouse, I really do. I need Robbie Thompson to at least do me a favor and make Roundhouse go poof like Djinn.

-> At the beginning of the Issue we are told Damian is “at crossroads” between deciding what path he will take. Toward the end of the issue, Emiko tells Damian he’s “crossed the line.” So I am taking a quick guess and assuming Damian has now made his decision which is essentially becoming an anti-hero.

-> I really hate that Damian is essentially pushing his murder agenda on the Teen Titans. As much as I despise Glass at least he wrote Damian as giving the Teen Titans a chance to work with him or not.  

-> Don’t know if you noticed but most of this issue occurred in Gotham City, in other words: Batman’s city. Damian is really looking stupid by attacking KG Beast in Gotham City where Batman could easily bump into him as he makes the final blow. 

-> I truly hate that Damian is wielding his sword. I saw his sword as a symbol as of a ‘new life’ and ‘redemption’ now it seems like a symbol for his regression.

-> A little confused as to how Damian plans to carry out this plan of “eliminating crime”, like with the help of who? He can’t achieve this on his own. And as skilled as Damian is, he’s  not superhuman-enough  for me to believe it could happen. 

-> I’ve been seeing some people on twitter and tumblr claim that Damian didn’t really admit to murder but I personally took it as he did. I can see their side but I don’t know what to think of it besides, ‘I hope that is what it means and I am reading it wrong.” 

-> Like to mention some theories I’ve seen:

- Damian didn’t really say he killed Bother Blood, so him killing is still not confirmed. 

-This Issue mentions Fear a lot,  it might be connected to the fear toxin.

- Djinn is behind Damian’s odd behavior.

-> Something I want to point out that I did not know if it was intentional or not by the artist:

Damian has this original rounded unity belt at the beginning of the issue: 

And then brands a different rectangle utility belt for the rest of the issue:

I don’t know if this was Damian switching belts in order to not be tracked by Bruce or something else...

Also! Please do not move on just yet! Time to stand on my soap box again!

-> This is something I, @wesavegotham​ and @joejimmyjon​ have been discussing:

If you are buying TT issues you need to stop. Please don’t waste your precious money on this comic (plus *cough cough* there is literally websites for you read them for free. Its a bit of wait, spanning about 7-12 hours to be uploaded but this is a way to avoid giving this comic money). Save up your money for Deceased and Gotham Nights. Put your money where it deserves to be spent. Use your money to show DC the comics what your wiling to spend your money for.  

-> Shout out to my fellow twitter Super Son accounts. Continue voicing your frustrations with DC under their posts (constructively of course). It was brought to my attention that my comment, along with some of my mutuals comments were feature in article. Some of them criticizing the unfair treatment of Damian. 

If you don’t have a twitter account, I suggest you get one and join us in voicing our frustrations. 

Okay, I am done now! If you haven't read Gotham Nights #12-13 and Hope at Worlds End GO READ IT NOW!! 

Also I heard Patrick Gleason uploaded some livestreams on Instagram conveniently while we are mourning Damian’s regression.

Really good stories with Damian to cheer you up. All of them one dollar each on comixology.