"reach for me, hold me, no matter how much it tears you apart"
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I wasn't in a mood for drawing, BUT I SWEAR THESE DUDES---
Teng Chunpeng and Zhu Hanbin's recent performance >:")
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Not really a story prompt but more of an idea for a scene.
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The night was long, Bruce sat at the Batcomputer, eyes fixed on every cam view on each monitor. Having been hurt badly the previous night got him grounded for today's patrol.
He rubs his eyes, sighs and leans back. Taking his attention momentarily off his kids to look up.
There, flying above, was Danny. He was in his more hybrid form, black hair dancing like nebulae, dozing off.
In his arms his little sister, Danielle, curled up on his chest.
Apparently younger ghosts, halfas in their case, couldn't control their powers for the first few years. Especially in the living world.
It ended up with a lot of chaos, like Danielle not having control whether awake or asleep.
So as a precaution and official ghostly parent, Danny monitors her during the night.
Just so that she doesn't fall, in her human or ghost form.
It's just pure coincidence that they look like otters in the air.
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it was nice while it lasted. to have something i actually liked by you. eddie ruins everything
there's a really easy solution here and i'm going to let you figure it out yourself because i do have faith that some people still have functioning brain cells
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