DP X DC Dont Scratch the Ice
It wasn't October in Gotham if Manbat hadn't gone on a rampage, and Dick was currently chasing Kirk Langstrom through the densely populated Main Street in Gotham, so by God was it fucking October.
They'd mostly kept on rooftops so far and Dick honestly thought this chase was going to be relatively easy until suddenly, thanks to decades of poor infrastructure maintenance, the sky light the scientist-turned-bat was using as a launchpad fell through under his weight and left him falling downward into Gotham City's indoor Ice Rink.
Dropping down on the ice, Nightwing made the startling realization that he neither had the skill set to gracefully slide across the ice on his soft, noise proof shoes, nor the normal winter cleat accessories to remedy the issue.
Trying to both stand up and think of a way to properly fight/corral Manbat on the ice, he saw him cornering a large group of skaters. Thinking fast, Dick launched his grapple to hook on the frame of the plexiglass wall surrounding the Rink itself and used that momentum to nail the Manbat in the back of the head with his knee. "ICE to meet you, big guy! This fight would be a lot better off somewhere else, don't you Rink?" He quipped.
Manbat roared, the skaters screamed, and his jokes went criminally unappreciated.
Springing off the plexiglass barrier, Dick tried to think up his next move when he saw two skaters split off from the pack and lead Manbat to the center of the Rink. Rushing to try and separate the two suicidal civilians from the rabid bat-creature-thing nearly ready to tear them to shreds, he stopped short as a third came shooting down from the opposite end of the rink and making a spray stop right in front of the Manbat- but instead of the snow spray they were expecting a wall of ice came up from his skates and froze Dr. Langstrom into place.
"So is this the Batman everyone's been talking about? Because if so he's really gonna have to help us fill in these grooves."
One of the two who split off came circling back. "No this is Man Bat. Kinda like you, just uncontrollable rampaging bat form." She said, looking appreciatively at the wall of ice.
"More of a Jekyll/Hyde situation I think, or the Hulk." The second commented, slowly skating back to his friends, but as he was nearly there his skate caught on one of the deep scratches the Manbat had caused and he fell face first.
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ALRIGHT FEMSLASHFEBLINGS bet you thought you'd seen the last of me, well, not so fast! here's next year's prompt list... with a twist. we're going EVIL, baby 💜
if you're new here, I do this every year!! can be any form of media, the only rule is to make it femslash (term is loose, whatever sapphic/GL/yuri content you want, throw 'em in the ring) and you can do as much or as little as you please. no series restrictions but please tag warnings appropriately. thanks and mwah mwah!
see you in february!
(full prompt list in text under the cut)
femslashfeb2024 (evil edition):
if only
please be gentle
your life is mine
doomed by the narrative
hands for holding
it still bleeds
come back soon
living dead
in the shadows
love is devotion
alternate timeline
karma
goddess
before you go
haunting
hourglass
weapons
once upon a time
partners-in-crime
chose violence
fantasy
anything for you
copycat
plagued by the horrors
your voice
apocalypse
diamond
made you smile
and then I found you
(p.s. no it doesn't have to be evil. take the prompts however you wish!)
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I'll shut up soon but I'm feeling such an indescribable emotion about this whole situation . it's weird to say about an anime of all things but it rly feels like i've experienced the full range of the emotional spectrum in regards to this series . my relationship to content creation for yoi over the years ran the full gauntlet; going from my first real hyperfixated creative high , to burnout to the point where even Considering drawing yuuri made me physically recoil , to now having it literally swept out from under my feet when I was just making a tentative and hopeful return..,, it feels like grief ! this was a thing i held so much love and then disdain for but never stopped feeling indebted to ! it shaped me, it gave me a platform, it's what made me a fanartist ! in spite of it all, to have a piece of media that played such a critical role in my artistic journey and truly solidify my love for fanart fizzle out so unceremoniously,, it just feels like I'm losing an old friend . i'll never experience anything quite the same way; i don't think any other media will ever be so formative . i'll never forget this series i think :(
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