Oh, so the Kelpies have learned how to use Social Media to lure people in now! Good for them.
Seeing the gaggle of Wayne wards, Danny came to a conclusion that horrified him. He turned to his clone, tucked her arms to her side, threw her onto his shoulder, and booked it out of there.
"Danny," she squawked.
"Do you want to be adopted by a billionaire?"
Dick: I'm so sorry. Your brother... he's-he's... dead
Jazz goes over and kicks her brother: get up, you're freaking people out
Danny rolls over: 5 more minutes
ily for this prompt, sorry I took it and ran.
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Jason kept tabs on the out-of-towners that came into his territory. It wasn’t often that someone not from Gotham chose Crime Alley as their first stop, most wanted to live downtown or as far away from the chemical plants as possible. So when a red head and her black haired sibling moved into one of the buildings on Rosa street- Jason noted it. Watched for them.
He figured that eventually they would move- context clues told him that they weren’t struggling enough to live in his district- the sister seemed to wear a different Ivy league sweater every time he saw her, and carried an expensive looking briefcase when she left for work, and the brother had a Gotham U hoodie that he wore everywhere. They’d been here for a year though, long enough to know how to avoid trouble. (Long enough that the red head had started to wave at him when Red Hood drove by.)
Tonight however, had been a long night, and Jason hadn’t expected to see either of them. Dickwing had decided to come into Jason’s territory with a folder of evidence from the Barbie herself, and extended it as a peace offering along side a granola bar and a bottle of water. Jason allowed him to stay, their conditional peace still intact.
That is, until gunshots rang out and they jumped into action to find the source.
The younger brother, still in a GU hoodie, was laying face down in the alley. Holes clearly punctured through him; he was merely feet from his apartment buildings front door.
“Shit. The kid was almost fucking there. He was almost home.” Jason feels the green take over his vision and Dick is failing to find any vital signs.
“You know him? He lives here?” Is all his brother can ask, shaking just a bit.
“Yeah, his sister... Red head. Lives upstairs on the fifth floor I think.” Jason does his best to blink green away with facts but his entire body is now raging at the fact that someone just killed a kid. There are no signs of anyone else being in the alley, and there are no shell casings but the wounds had come from somewhere. Jason was determined to find out.
“Where are you going!?” Dick shouts after him, Jason hadn’t even noticed he was leaving. He storms off in search of the culprits, leaving Night wing behind. No one kills kids in his territory and gets away with it.
Dick, though he’s not panicking as badly as he could be, calls into Babs.
“Jason’s right... According to the CCTV footage I was able to pull from earlier today and the facial scan, that’s Danny Nightengale, 19, lives with his sister Dr. Jasmine Nightengale in apartment 503.” She speaks somberly into his earpiece before she cuts the com, leaving him so she can track down Jason.
So Dick marches up to 503 and braces himself to do the hard job of telling the sister that the cops were on the way and that her brother was dead in the alley.
She opens the door on his first knock, and though she looks polished and professional, she blinks at him a few times and then closes the door on his face. Dick frantically knocks and begs her to open the door, telling her that the cops are on the way and she needs-
“I need to do what with the cops? I thought this was Hood’s territory?” She glares as the door is once again opened, this time she’s holding a green bat in her hand.
“Your- I’m so sorry. It’s- It’s your brother...He’s- He’s Dead.” He shakingly manages to get out, and Dick knows that grief comes in so many different flavors but he doesn’t know what to do with her rolling her eyes.
“He’s dead.” She repeats, though her voice sounds unamused more than anything.
“In the Alley. We found him, Red Hood is tracking down his assailants now-” Dick starts to explain but Jazz marches by him, pulling the door closed with a click behind her, and heads to the alley.
“You probably don’t want to see-” Dick starts to exclaim, trying desperately to get ahead of her but she’s moving with such an odd amount of speed for how graceful and silent each step is.
Jazz stops walking once she’s in front of her brother’s body. Dick can hear Red Hood’s motor cycle coming back around, clearly an unsuccessful search, but he watches the red head carefully. She doesn’t look like she’s going to cry, she doesn’t look like she’s going to do anything.
And then she surprises both Vigilante’s by kicking the body’s ribs. They both kind of leap forward, and plan to intervene at the first sign of shock (if this wasn’t it) when she suddenly speaks.
“Danny, get up, you’re freaking people out.” She sighs.
The body flips over, and his arm flies up and over, burying his eyes into the bend of his arm.
“Ugh, Five more minutes.” Danny groans out.
“No. Not five more minutes. The cops are coming.” She sounds disappointed but not mad. Jason and Dick don’t really know what they’re seeing, but the previously dead guy now stands up and brushes himself off while his sister rolls her eyes. He seems to suddenly be a beacon of good health and energy.
“You done being dramatic now?” Jazz fixes some of the kids hair so it sticks up less and he bats her hand away playfully.
“Yeah, just needed to make Skulker feel bad for a second.” he snickers.
Red Hood and Night wing just stare but the kid spots them, then laughs and elbows his sister.
“Hey! Isn’t that the guy you have a crush on?” He teases and Jazz goes completely red in the face.
“I’m flattered but what just-” Dick starts but the kid interrupts him.
“No, not you dork, you’re clearly the one who called the cops. But hey, Hood, if you ever want to stop by for coffee Jazz is here all by herself from 9 in the morning until-” His exuberant attempts to share information squandered by his sister throwing a hand over his mouth and yelling over his words turned muffled exclamations.
The siblings squabble until they’re through the front door of their building.
“So... you’ve got a date in the morning! Want any help picking out an outfit?” Dick asks his brother, bouncing back from having experienced a rollercoaster of emotions that night with unsurprising ease.
“it’s not too early in the night for a second body to appear in this alley.” is what Jason says but Dick knows when his brother is blushing.
I love opening up this website first thing like the morning paper and immediately seeing multiple posts like "how to get rid of the evil clown on the dashboard". like oh is this what we're doing today
✺THG Series Exploration: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes ✺
She was a gift, he knew it, and he must treat her as such. But how best to exploit her showstopping entrance? How to wrangle some success from a dress, a snake, a song? The tributes would be given precious little time with the audience before the Games began. How could he get the audience to invest in her and, by extension, him, in just an interview?
The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes Ch 2
7: The stage is set for Snow and Lucy as they both attempt to understand and create this partnership between them. Let's share all things Reaping Day and the pomp and circumstance surrounding it.
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I'm really glad that it was stereotypical Barbie in the movie that went through her identity crisis because I think it shows just how hard literally every women has it when it comes to beauty standards.
Stereotypical Barbie is supposed to be this absolute beautiful woman but her body is going through changes (pretty minor ones at that) that make her sad even though she's still very beautiful. The movie itself even makes a joke about how having a character played by Margot Robbie call herself "not pretty" was a bit ridiculous. The beauty standards that all women have to go through are really extreme and even women like Stereotypical Barbie can't achieve them.
Tim saying that Haly’s Circus was his first memory means that Dick really has been his hero for as long as Tim can remember…Tim literally does not remember his life before Dick Grayson entered it…
This halloween is just going to be a worldwide event of people walking around in adorable outfits saying “Hi Barbie!” to each other. What a time to be alive.
love these creatures the [reads writing in hand] eepy and its eepylutions
*At an anti-gay protest*
Cassie: What’s going on?
Kon: Remember how Bart was born like, a millenia after now?
Cassie: Yeah?
Kon: Well homophobia doesn’t really exist anymore by then, so he thinks it means a genuine fear of gay people.
Cassie: What?
Bart, with a microphone: If you guys don’t give me a million bucks right now, I will kiss this man on the mouth right in front of you! *Points to Tim*
Tim: I am torn between greed and gay.
Making silly little characters to get comfortable with drawing just for fun again :)
"i'm not triggered or upset by or even ideologically opposed to it, i just associate it with something so bad that i can't enjoy it anymore" is such a frustrating relationship to have with a piece of media
Eukaryotic cell gang!! We love women in STEM.
The organelles of the cells have been translated into human anatomy, so the nucleus is the brain, the vacuole function as the lungs, and the mitochondria is the heart since it’s the… you already know, I don’t have to say it ;)