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Been watching Dare Devil Born Again and I cannot help but think how good of friends Matt Murdock and Bruce Wayne would be.

They both have a similar view of their superhero deeds. They have a similar creed. They both believe in the system handling criminals they encounter.

They def met when Bruce had to deal with some case involving Wayne Enterprise, and Matt was his lawyer. And at night they encountered each other as DD and Batman, and both immediately figured out each other's secret identities instantly.

B - How did you figure it out?

D - Your heart rhythm is the same. And there is a hint of your cologne still on you. What about you, how did you figure me out?

B - Blind lawyer wearing red sunglasses, and a blind vigilante wearing a similar red suit. Easy enough. But you also caught the papers that fell off the desk when you thought people weren't looking.

D - You got me there.

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I have a headcanon that during a fight where he is incredibly wounded, Jason would pull a Kylo Ren and just punch his wounds to keep his adrenaline up.

There is a point where he is so wounded that a primal rage would just take over. He still has all his senses and doesn't act in a blind rage, but he is a bulldozer. The crash is rough but during the rage its cool.

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Genderswap! Harry Potter

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Just making this post to gather all the little animations I made about Roberto, my great hammerhead shark oc! 🦈✨

I still need to finish Tiago's animations, but I got a little blocked and busy with other things. But I hope you like it! This little Roberto's room I made in Animal Crossing, you can see a little about it here!

⭐Culinary Enthusiast

Roberto's favorite hobby is cooking for his friends! He's very talented at preparing many dishes, but he's very afraid of hot oil and feels very embarrassed about it hehe 🍳🦈

⭐Esoteric Fascination

Roberto is fascinated with esotericism! Sometimes during the full moon, he uses his cartomancy skills to seek advices and self-knowledge, sometimes he gets interesting answers! ✨🌙✨

⭐Acoustic Talent

Roberto is talented on acoustic instruments, even though he doubts it! The acoustic guitar and electric bass belonged to his two fathers, while the lunar electric guitar belonged to his mother! 🎸🎶

Despite this, Roberto is still terrible with the banjo, but he has fun trying! hehe ⚡🪕⚡

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Style Change

Tim: Good morning, everyone.

Jason: Morning... what the hell are you wearing?

Tim: What? This? It's called a beanie and plaid shirt, Jason.

Jason: I know what a beanie and a plaid shirt is, I want to know why on earth you're wearing them.

Tim: Can I not wear a hat? Can't wear a shirt? Is it a new law or something?

Jason: No, but you're not a hat and plaid guy.

Tim: What? That is ridiculous, I've worn hats before.

Dick: No, Jason's right. I don't think I've seen you ever wear a hat... or plaid, now that I think about it.

Tim: Okay, fine but what's wrong with a style change? I'm wearing hats and plaid now.

Jason: Nothing wrong with it, but why a beanie? Out of the countless choices you chose a beanie?

Dick: And it's Summer, it's 89 degrees outside so it's even more of an odd choice to wear that and a long-sleeve plaid shirt.

Jason: Are you going to grow your hair out? Start listening to Mumford & Sons?

Dick: Get really into coffee and tell everyone you can play the acoustic guitar?

Tim: Now you two are being childish. Just because I'm wearing these doesn't mean-

Bruce: Morning everyone! Oh, who let in the hipster?

Tim: Okay-

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Dick: Okay, let me see if I got this right. You were bitten by a radioactive spider that altered your DNA.

Peter: That is correct.

Dick: So, that makes you a Mutant?

Peter: Eh, not actually. By definition, I am not under the umbrella term of Mutant, since my powers didn’t occur naturally with the X-gene.

Dick: Okay, inhuman?

Peter: Again, no. Inhumans are descendants of people who were experimented on by the Kree, and their powers only appear when introduced to Terrigen mist.

Dick: So, you are a super soldier?

Peter: Those are people who’ve been injected with one of the various versions of the super soldier serum, which I, and the spider, didn’t have.

Dick: Then what are you considered?

Peter: A Mutate, someone who got their powers through their genetic structure being altered by an outside force.

Dick: Like a meta human?

Peter: Meta human is a catch-all term that means anyone born with, or obtained later, superhuman abilities. It’s the answer to most of these questions.

Dick: Wait so, does that also include Superman? He has ‘superpowers’ here but on Krypton didn’t they all have his abilities so they wouldn’t be super?

Peter: Kind of. Superman’s superpowered abilities appear because of our Sun’s yellow solar radiation. Krypton had a Red Sun, so on Krypton Superman would be a normal person. But he is just considered an alien.

Dick: My head hurts.

Peter, patting Dick on the back: That happens. Don’t worry, I didn’t get started on the Eternals, Deviants, New Gods, and the Heralds vs Avatar debate.

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Dick: Okay, let me see if I got this right. You were bitten by a radioactive spider that altered your DNA.

Peter: That is correct.

Dick: So, that makes you a Mutant?

Peter: Eh, not actually. By definition, I am not under the umbrella term of Mutant, since my powers didn’t occur naturally with the X-gene.

Dick: Okay, inhuman?

Peter: Again, no. Inhumans are descendants of people who were experimented on by the Kree, and their powers only appear when introduced to Terrigen mist.

Dick: So, you are a super soldier?

Peter: Those are people who’ve been injected with one of the various versions of the super soldier serum, which I, and the spider, didn’t have.

Dick: Then what are you considered?

Peter: A Mutate, someone who got their powers through their genetic structure being altered by an outside force.

Dick: Like a meta human?

Peter: Meta human is a catch-all term that means anyone born with, or obtained later, superhuman abilities. It’s the answer to most of these questions.

Dick: Wait so, does that also include Superman? He has ‘superpowers’ here but on Krypton didn’t they all have his abilities so they wouldn’t be super?

Peter: Kind of. Superman’s superpowered abilities appear because of our Sun’s yellow solar radiation. Krypton had a Red Sun, so on Krypton Superman would be a normal person. But he is just considered an alien.

Dick: My head hurts.

Peter, patting Dick on the back: That happens. Don’t worry, I didn’t get started on the Eternals, Deviants, New Gods, and the Heralds vs Avatar debate.

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Taking Command

Ash and smoke fill the air, hanging in thick, lung-burning stacks. Dick stumbles and leans against a wall, taking a few valuable seconds to catch his breath. His limbs cry out in pain for him to stop, the taste of iron fills his mouth, and the burning in his side gets more concerning as he continues. Looking out on the city is surreal, hundreds of buildings barely standing with flames engulfing what’s left.

Dick and the others don’t know the full story of what is happening, but some alien force decided it was time to invade Earth. According to Bruce, it wasn’t just Gotham for a change; it was everywhere. No one would believe him, but Dick knows he heard a tinge of fear in Bruce’s voice during the briefing. Which was more concerning than the alien invasion.

“Steph, come in!” Barbara’s voice fills his ears from his comm link, snapping him out of his thoughts. “Duke needs help on Dawson Street. You are the closest to him. The military is closing in on that location and we need to hold it till they get there!”

“I’m fine!” Duke’s exhausted voice shouts over the comms. “I can handle this. You need to find out about Jason. He went dark ten minutes ago, and I cannot get ahold of him!”

“This is getting out of hand; we need to regroup or fall back!” Stephanie pleads. “Cass got hit. We patched her up, but I don’t think we can hold this position much longer.”

“Bruce said hold your positions,” Tim chimes in, flying overhead in the BatJet and shooting down several alien ships. Dick covers his head as debris falls around him. “We need to buy enough time for the city to be evacuated.”

“We know, Tim,” Harper states, the sound of gunfire leaking through her radio. “But we cannot evacuate the city if we are overrun and killed. I agree with Steph; we need to regroup and try a new plan.” The next few seconds are filled with bickering over the comms as everyone tries to come up with an answer.

Dick looks down from his building and sees the military in a skirmish with several dozen aliens as civilians desperately try to escape. All the explosions, gunfire, screams, and arguing clash inside his head, refusing to let him think. He feels a heat rise in his chest as his breathing quickens, the pain in his side dulling as his body ignores it.

“Everyone shut it!” Dick shouts into the comms, the bickering almost immediately stopping. Dick picks up his escrima sticks and prepares his grapple gun. “Bruce told us to hold Gotham while evacuations are still going, and that is what we are going to do!” He fires the grapple hook, and it attaches to a nearby building.

“Duke, I am on my way to back you up,” Dick states, gliding down the taut rope and onto the new building. “Tim, I want you to do some runs and bail out Steph and Cass. Barbara, Harper, Jason was two blocks down by the Liberty Center. I want you to reposition there and locate Todd and get his comms back up. Everyone understand?”

“Understood!” everyone shouts in unison.

“We swore to protect these people and until this is over, that is our only goal. We accomplish our goal or die trying, and if you die…” Several aliens land and surround Dick, their electro weapons release a loud hum as electricity arcs and crackles. Dick grips his escrima sticks and readies himself. “Get back up.”

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Taking Command

Ash and smoke fill the air, hanging in thick, lung-burning stacks. Dick stumbles and leans against a wall, taking a few valuable seconds to catch his breath. His limbs cry out in pain for him to stop, the taste of iron fills his mouth, and the burning in his side gets more concerning as he continues. Looking out on the city is surreal, hundreds of buildings barely standing with flames engulfing what’s left.

Dick and the others don’t know the full story of what is happening, but some alien force decided it was time to invade Earth. According to Bruce, it wasn’t just Gotham for a change; it was everywhere. No one would believe him, but Dick knows he heard a tinge of fear in Bruce’s voice during the briefing. Which was more concerning than the alien invasion.

“Steph, come in!” Barbara’s voice fills his ears from his comm link, snapping him out of his thoughts. “Duke needs help on Dawson Street. You are the closest to him. The military is closing in on that location and we need to hold it till they get there!”

“I’m fine!” Duke’s exhausted voice shouts over the comms. “I can handle this. You need to find out about Jason. He went dark ten minutes ago, and I cannot get ahold of him!”

“This is getting out of hand; we need to regroup or fall back!” Stephanie pleads. “Cass got hit. We patched her up, but I don’t think we can hold this position much longer.”

“Bruce said hold your positions,” Tim chimes in, flying overhead in the BatJet and shooting down several alien ships. Dick covers his head as debris falls around him. “We need to buy enough time for the city to be evacuated.”

“We know, Tim,” Harper states, the sound of gunfire leaking through her radio. “But we cannot evacuate the city if we are overrun and killed. I agree with Steph; we need to regroup and try a new plan.” The next few seconds are filled with bickering over the comms as everyone tries to come up with an answer.

Dick looks down from his building and sees the military in a skirmish with several dozen aliens as civilians desperately try to escape. All the explosions, gunfire, screams, and arguing clash inside his head, refusing to let him think. He feels a heat rise in his chest as his breathing quickens, the pain in his side dulling as his body ignores it.

“Everyone shut it!” Dick shouts into the comms, the bickering almost immediately stopping. Dick picks up his escrima sticks and prepares his grapple gun. “Bruce told us to hold Gotham while evacuations are still going, and that is what we are going to do!” He fires the grapple hook, and it attaches to a nearby building.

“Duke, I am on my way to back you up,” Dick states, gliding down the taut rope and onto the new building. “Tim, I want you to do some runs and bail out Steph and Cass. Barbara, Harper, Jason was two blocks down by the Liberty Center. I want you to reposition there and locate Todd and get his comms back up. Everyone understand?”

“Understood!” everyone shouts in unison.

“We swore to protect these people and until this is over, that is our only goal. We accomplish our goal or die trying, and if you die…” Several aliens land and surround Dick, their electro weapons release a loud hum as electricity arcs and crackles. Dick grips his escrima sticks and readies himself. “Get back up.”

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Harry Potter Fandom! This may or may not be a hot take, I just wanna know if people agree or see the vision.

When it comes to the books, I am 100% a Hinny fan! Book Ginny and Harry are a match made perfectly.

However! When it comes to the movies Harmony is where I think it should've gone. Harry and Hermione in the movies are almost perfect.

But, in my heart of hearts, I am a diehard Huna fan. Harry and Luna had few interactions in the movies and books, but they are just adorable.

I said my piece.

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Tim: It's my turn! Give me the controller!

Damian: No, you are simply forgetting that I have an extra hour because last time I allowed you to go over your allotted time.

Tim: You did not, I never went over go over my time.

Damian: Oh really? *Damian takes out a piece of paper* Is this not your signature next to the line that reads "I, Tim Drake, due to my poor time management skills hereby grant Damian Wayne an additional hour with the Xbox."

Tim: That is not legally binding *Tim swipes the controller out of Damian's hand*

Damian: Hey! Give that back!

Tim holding the controller above his head and out of Damian's reach: Nah uh, you're play time is over. Move it.

Damian: I am warning you, Drake. Give me the controller or prepare for the consequences.

Tim: Bring it, pipsqueak!

Jason walks into the room, grabs the controller from Tim and smashes it onto the floor, breaking it into several pieces. He turns and leaves the room.

Tim: ...

Damian: ...

Tim chasing after Jason: Hey! You're paying for that!

Damian also chasing after Jason: Todd, you have no idea the wrath you've unleashed!

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ron and hermione with their rose

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ron and hermione photographed on the steps of their first home together makes it into the Prophet

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Morticia: Gomez, darling, be quick now or we are going to be late for the Hex Girls' concert. Wednesday is already in the car.

Gomez walking down the stairs wearing head to toe Hex Girls' merch: It is lovely to see her excited! Do you think they will give out potions to the crowd like last time?

Morticia: Oh, I hope so! That wolfbane poison I had was delightful.

The doorbell to the mansion rings loudly.

Gomez: Ah, there they are! Right on time.

Gomez opens the door, revealing an equally Hex Girls' merch adorned Bruce and Damian Wayne.

Bruce: Gomez, terribly sorry for running a little late. We were waiting for Damian's Thorn T-shirt to be ironed.

Gomez: Not a problem, old boy! We are just finishing up and little Wednesday is already in the car! Are you excited for the concert my young friend?

Damian: Extremely. Do you mind if I rush off to the car while you and father exchange pleasantries?

Morticia: Not at all, run along.

Damian turns on his heel and rushes off toward the car.

Bruce: I have not seen him this excited for a concert since the Gotham Orchestra.

Gomez: It's rare for a band to sing and talk about the important things young kids can relate to!

Bruce: Witchcraft and putting curses on people?

Gomez wrapping his arm around Bruce's shoulders: Exactly, old boy! They love it! Curses are an important part of growing up, when I was young-

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what could have been

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Alfred sits in the kitchen of Wayne Manor, watching tv while catching up on his sewing chores.

TV Announcer: Welcome back to Real Housewives of Gotham! Last week we-

The door bursts open and Bruce enters, walking toward the fridge.

Alfred: Morning, Master Bruce. Would you like me to make you something?

Bruce: Morning, Alfred. No, that's okay. Do you know if we have any of that drink Jason and Tim like? I cannot find it.

Alfred gently puts down his sewing needle: Uh... yes bottom shelf to the right.

Bruce: Thank you!

Bruce leaves the kitchen carrying a box of Capri sun under his arm. Alfred raises an eyebrow knowing full well that Tim and Jason are not home currently.

Before he can question it further, the ring of a doorbell sounds off. Alfred opens the door and is greeted by a Pizza Delivery man holding several giant boxes.

Delivery Guy: Order for Bruce Wayne? 2 Extra Large Pepperoni, 2 Extra Large Plain Cheese, 2 Extra Large Vegetarian, and 1 Extra Large Meat Lovers?

Alfred: Uuuh... yes.

Delivery Guy handing Alfred the pizzas: Tell Mr. Wayne thank you for the tip! Hope you have a good party!

Alfred nods and shuts the door. Confused, he walks to the living room with pizzas in hand. As he draws closer, he hears the sound of music and many voices talking and laughing.

Alfred opens the door. Bruce, Capri sun in hand, stands in the middle of the room talking with a couple of people while the others are admiring the room's decoration. They all freeze as Alfred walks in.

Alfred: Your pizzas, Master Bruce... May I ask who are these people?

Bruce finishes the rest of his Capri sun: Alfred, I would like for you to meet, Asami Sato, Peter Parker, Laura Kinney, Kate Bishop, Mako and Bolin, Fred Jones, and Vi...

Alfred: Bruce, I thought you put a pause on the Robin program?

Bruce: I-

Peter dropping down from the ceiling: I don't mean to interrupt, but can I start serving the pizza? I'm sorry, I just haven't eaten yet today. I gave my last ten bucks to a homeless guy this morning.

Alfred giving Peter the pizzas: Do any of you have parents?

Asami: Mine are dead.

Peter: Dead.

Vi: Dead.

Mako and Bolin: Dead.

Fred: Complicated.

Kate: Also Complicated.

Laura: I'm a clone.

Bruce looks at Alfred with soft eyes and holds out a Capri sun: Come on, Alfred.

Alfred sighs, taking the Capri sun: I'll call the guy and get the tape measure. Let's start with a couple of rules of the house. Rule number 1 no climbing on the ceiling. Rule number 2-

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silver and gold!