hunting manor

docloudscomeinpurple  asked:

i know damian isn't really a "normal" child and wasn't really exposed to normal child things....but i think the batfam still tries? idk. i have this mental image of him reading proulst or dostoyevsky on an ipad while holding a stuffed animal that tim gave him.

Of course they’re going to try but Damian isn’t a normal child and never will be. I’m not saying they should stop treating him like he’s a young boy, because he is, but they just need to tailor their approach to suit him.

When talking, they need to treat him as an intelligent equal but also make clear that some cases will be kept away from him (“I don’t care what horrors you’ve seen young man, you’re not dealing with this serial rapist”)

I like the idea of bedtime stories but yeah they’d be reading old dry classic literature and Damian would fall asleep in the middle of arguements with his father on how these Sherlock Holmes stories are outdated and a poor example to model himself after.

The older siblings like to play with Dami but they incorporate into their unique lifetsyle. Parkour gaes of tag across Gotham’s skyline, ‘playful’ wrestling amounting to spars down in the cave. Dick and Alfred probably do little scavenger hunts within the Manor and Gotham, challenging Damian mentally and allowing the boy to excuse the “fun” as a training excercise. But that doesn’t mean he still isn’t enjoying himself

Bruce's four stages of fatherhood

Stage one
When Dick first arrived and a shout, scream or crash disrupted the quiet of the manor Bruce was up and out of his chair. He was pretty sure he had gone into Tacycardia as he yelled for Alfred whilst running to the boy’s aid.

Stage two
Jason came along. Whenever the momentary quiet was disrupted by shouts, screams or crashes, Bruce’s pulse still rose significantly. Rising from his chair he went off in search of his sons to see what the problem was. He’d call for Alfred if required i.e broken bones.

Stage three
Tim joined the clan but by now Bruce had mellowed slightly. The sporadic quiet of the manor was interrupted by shouts, screams or crashes, he would lower his paper and call out if everything was alright. If he got a reply he’d remain where he was, only moving if the noise continued. On occasion, he called Alfred.

Stage four.
Shouts, screams, crashes and death threats no longer are a just cause to move Bruce from his chair. By the time Damian comes along, the man merely sighs and adds a shot of whiskey to his coffee and pretends his name’s not ‘BRRRRRUCE!!!’
And it definitely not ‘BRRUCE MAKE HIM STOP!!!’

Now it is the silence that sends Bruce into heart failure. There’s nothing more terrifying than a deathly silence when he knows all four of his sons are home and awake. Like seriously, it’s what he hallucinates when Scarecrow gives him a dose of Fear Toxin nowadays. Silence.

Within seconds Bruce is up and scouring the manor, terrified of what on earth the boys are up to this time. Alfred is already on the hunt.

Last time the manor was quiet?
Tim had made a replica of the Death Star - with lasers- apparently he wanted authenticity.


Prompt ~ Arkham knight Jason Todd x reader. So reader has history with Jason and was heartbroken from losing him. But when city of fear hit she finds him and when he convinces her to leave for her own safety she ends up coming back meeting him on a rooftop where she says she can’t leave him, never again, she brings her over and holds her from behind where they share the iconic kiss

“Bruce you can’t be fucking serious.” You glared at Bruce who looked beyond pissed.

“You’re going to stay with Alfred, don’t even think you’re going out there.” Bruce stated with his nostrils flared.

“You let Nightwing help, am I not good as Golden Boy?” You spat, slamming your hand on your desk in anger.

“I can’t lose you too.” Bruce said in a softer tone, the whole night had been hectic. Barbara was dead, Tim wasn’t answering, Nightwing was dealing with Penguins caches, Scarecrow was planning to let our fear toxin all over Gotham, people in the city had been evacuated, and you were stuck with Alfred trying to find any background on the Arkham Knight.

“I’m not unstable any more Bruce, it’s been years since his death.” You added, Jason’s death had taken a huge toll on you. You were depressed for months and once you saw the tape of him getting shot you lost it, you ran away from the manor and hunted down the Joker. You tortured the Joker just as he did to Jason, Bruce and Dick had found your hide out and stopped you from killing the douche. You knew deep down what you did was wrong but you didn’t regret a thing. So once you found out Joker died you were beyond ecstatic, Bruce even let you back out on the field. He had punished you for your actions which pissed you off but you had made amends with him, little by little you built up your relationship with Bruce again and even helped him train Tim even though you despised the kid at first.

“I’m not going to do anything bad, I’m just gonna go patrol and see if I find anything suspicious.” You pleaded. Alfred rolled his eyes already knowing how this was going to end.

“Fine, but you will contact me or Alfred if anything seems out of the ordinary and you will not take on any of the militia, understood?” Bruce instructed with a stern tone, you nodded your head anxiously and shut off the cam.

“I suppose you’ll be needing this?” Alfred handed you your mask, “Thank you Alfred.” You quickly slipped it on a small smile making its way on your face.

 Driving through the streets of Gotham was something you always enjoyed, the feeling of the wind blowing your hair back and not having to worry about the speed limits since no one was gonna tell vigilante off. It was a good way to clear your mind but tonight it was none of these, there were no cars and other motorcycles it was lonely. It felt wrong, it made your skin crawl and made you anxious, just waiting for something to happen. Just as you were about to take a right turn you were knocked of your motorcycle by a tank.

“Shit.” You groaned as you rolled clumsily to the ground, your motorcycle crashed into a building, but that’s not what worried you. It was the man standing before you that was speeding up your heart rate.

“Y/N?” The Arkham Knight stepped closer to you, you backed up, “How do you know my name?” You stood up, ignoring the pain your legs.

“Who are you?” You questioned as he cornered you, “Not yet.” He replied, “Bats is gonna be pissed.” You kicked him on his chest making him stumble back, you landed a solid punch on his helmet. In his distracted moment you tried to escape but he grabbed you by your shoulder and pulled you back with so much force you landed on the ground.

“Stop.” He growled as he pinned you down, you thrashed in his hold, “Fuck off.” You spat back trying to kick him off. “Still stubborn I see.” He twirled a strand of your hair, it was an action that was familiar to you and comforting, but right now it was pissing you off.

“You’re still as beautiful as I remember.” He continued, you barred your teeth at him, “Shut up!” You screeched as he began to peal your mask of slowly, revealing your Y/E/C eyes full of fear.

“You son of a bi-” You shut yourself up as he clicked a button on his helmet, it slowly began to reveal his face. That’s when you spotted the scar, the scar that the monster had bestowed on him.

Jason?” You whispered vulnerably, tears began to pour out your eyes, “You’re alive?”

“I missed your eyes.” Jason wiped your tears with his gloved hand, “God I missed you so much.” His eyes bore into yours, his blue eyes looked sadder than you remember but they still looked breathtaking.

“It’s you, oh my god, it’s you.” You sobbed, his grip on your arms loosened, you slipped out his grip and cupped his face.

“He took you away from me, I wanted to kill him. I was so close, but now you’re here. How? I saw you die?” You asked, he pulled you up from the ground but still held you in his arms.

“He thought I died, I was able to escape.” Jason answered his eyes scanning your face desperately.

“Why are you working with Scarecrow?” You’re eyes hardened, “Bruce has to pay.” Jason’s sweet demeanor changed, his tone darker.

“Jason, Bruce mourned over you.”

“No he fucking didn’t! He let the piece of shit live and he even fucking replaced me. Are you seriously taking his side?” He screamed at you his eyes full of rage.

“I’m not defending him, but you were his son. He didn’t replace you dammit, Tim wanted to be Robin. Bruce changed and he wasn’t the same, Tim wanted to help him and he gave Bruce hope. They searched for you and they got the tape, I was depressed for months and they wouldn’t let me look for you. I got so mad with Bruce and when he showed me the tape I told him how much I hated him and I ran away! You can’t do this.” You said, your eyebrows knitting together.

Jason’s eyes watered, “I’m sorry, that monster changed me and I’m not mentally stable. You need to leave the city.” Jason pulled you into his chest.

“Scarecrow is going to release the toxin soon, you need to go.” Jason cupped your face, rubbing circles on your cheeks.

“Jason you can’t do this-”

“Please Y/N, I have to fix this.” You nodded your head slowly, he smiled at you, god you thought you would never see his smile again.

His glanced down at your lips, “Can I?” You nodded your head again, he locked your lips with his. It felt different from all your other kisses with him, it was needy and passionate. His lips were still soft and molded perfectly with yours and it made your knees weak, just as you pulled away you placed a tracker on his back.

“I love you.” Your lips were only centimeters apart, foreheads touching. “I love you too.” He kissed you one more time, you pulled back and grappled your way through the city back to your apartment. Bruce wasn’t going to be happy but you believed in Jason, even if he wasn’t mentally stable you knew he would fix everything.

You hated Metropolis, nothing eventful seemed to happen here and if something did happen another superhero would deal with it, no doubt one of the Kents. You only been here for a few hours and you were already tired of the city, Bruce hadn’t even tried to contact you. Alfred did and you just told him nothing was going on and to not worry. You were starting to regret leaving Gotham but you didn’t want to upset Jason.

“Fuck it.” You grappled back down to the ground from the skyscraper you were on and hopped onto your new motorcycle that Luscious has sent you. You quickly speed to Gotham, you had to get there because if something happened and you didn’t even try to stop it you would hate yourself for it.

Just as you entered Gotham your jaw dropped, people were already flooding back into the city. But that wasn’t what shocked you, the footage on the big screen showed Bruce with his cowl off, it kept replaying and it made your stomach drop.

“Y/N?” You parked your motorcycle, Bruce’s hologram appearing on your cam, “Bruce? What happened, I’m sorry I couldn’t-”

“Jason told me.” Your eyes widened at the mention of Jason’s name, “I don’t blame you, but protocol Nightfall is about to begin.”

“Bruce you can’t be serious, there has to be another way-”

“I have to do this to protect all of you, this won’t be the last time we see each other.” Bruce’s eyes bored into your masked ones, “You promise?” You bit your lip trying to hold your sobs, “I promise.”

“I love you, dad.” You smiled sadly at him, your heart breaking at the thought of how hurt he must feel, “I love you too.” He smiled back at you one last time and shut his cam off.

“Jason…” You mumbled, you needed to find him. You clicked a button on your gauntlet revealing where he was, he wasn’t far he was still in the city. You hopped off your motorcycle and grappled towards the skyscrapers. You ran across buildings heading towards the east side of Gotham.

After a long time you finally got closer to him, from the distance you spotted a shining red helmet. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion at the new look.

“Jason!” You screamed, the figure turned around, you sprinted and jumped on him. He quickly wrapped his arms around your waist to prevent you from falling.

“Is it you?” You asked.

“Of course it’s me if it wasn’t I would have dropped you.” He chuckled as he put you down.

“I told you to stay out of Gotham it’s still dangerous especially after what happened.” He took of his helmet revealing his thick black unruly hair.

“I can’t leave you, not again.” You went near the edge of the skyscraper, looking at the city down below once again full of life.

“I’m sorry, this is all my fault.” Jason’s chest pressed up against your back, his arms wrapped around your waist.

“I don’t care right now, just kiss me.” You turned your head slightly to meet his lips, this was just the start of new hectic chapter of life but right now you didn’t care, right now everything felt right in his arms.

Giraffes are very dangerous animals. They could hurt you seriously very quickly.

Sabrina Corgatelli, giraffe killer.

It’s true, giraffes are a menace

Here we see a gang of giraffes breaking into a home.

This one is threatening to take this child’s hand off if the lady doesn’t give it what it wants.

This giraffe is getting ready to take all the pizzas this man has without paying for them.

This giraffe is forcing this man to smile for the camera so the world will continue to think giraffes are just docile plant eaters. 


mitkitty  asked:

She wasn't exactly sure how she got here, or what was going on. But she'd been told what to do. "Trainer Eliza, time to play."


| Upon speaking the words, the owner hands you the supplies and seems to disappear with a sinister grin. The grounds become unusually silent as the gates slam shut. The hunt is on. |

The bracelet you have been given gives off a faint glow once donned. It seems your future partner is due either northeast or north. The northeastern path leads to a rather daunting ruin, several broken down excavation machines sit just outside. The northern path leads to a looming old manor. Ivy curls around the pillars outside, and faint candlelight can be seen in the windows. Where will you go?

> The Ruins

> The Manor


Kôna: Day One Trailer & Details

Kôna is an episodic and narrative-driven interactive tale in which the player faces many mysteries and challenges in a wintry rural environment in the year 1970. You incarnate Carl Faubert, a war veteran now private detective who must travel to Atamipek Lake in Northern Canada to solve a simple, yet lucrative case. Your client is a rich industrialist and copper mine magnate who goes by the name of W. Hamilton. The latter accuses the local Cree community of vandalizing and stealing from his summer residence and hunting manor. The Crees are no friends to Hamilton, as they accuse him of destroying sacred lands for the sole purpose of increased profits. From driving to shooting to scene-searching, Kôna combines the atmosphere and immersion of a modern survival title with the deep storytelling and puzzle-solving aspects of a traditional adventure game. By blending and wrapping several gameplay mechanics around its scenario, the game aims to blur the lines that define today’s genres.


●   Step into an interactive tale of mystery and investigate the perplexing quietness in the entire town

●   Explore a vast, frigid Northern environment and battle the elements to survive

●   Complete the first of four episodes, each offering one to two hours of play

●   Immerse yourself fully with VR compatibility

●   Enjoy the atmospheric soundtrack featuring music by Quebec folk band Curé Label

●   Experience the tale through the omniscient, third-person storyteller

●   Go back in time with a vintage look and feel reminiscent of 1970s rural communities

Here’s a little collection of my observations re:the Mystery Shack’s totem pole, inspired by the ending card of S2E10. This is basically just research, but it lends a lot of weight to the Stan Twin theory, especially the whole idea that Stanford, Grunkle to the twins, might actually be Stanley after switching bodies using the carpet.

In addition to the info in the image, we know that next to the periscope, we can see a radar-style monitor showing blinking red lights are varying distances from a small depiction of the Mystery Shack and totem pole on a TV screen. These are theorized to be the other known Totem Poles around Gravity Falls, including the similar ones on Scuttlebutt Island and at NW Manor.

Happy Hunting!

Batfam having fun though. 

Batfam playing freeze tag and flag football on the fields behind Wayne Manor, and then come evening they don a bunch of glow-stick bracelets and necklaces and go to a playground to play lava monster. 

Batfam doing some curious treasure hunting in the Wayne Manor and finding old games of Bruce’s in the attic, and then spend the rest of the day playing with pogs, moon shoes, and yo-yo’s. 

Batfam getting super competitive with Twister, Cards Against Humanity, and Jenga will eating enormous piles of junk food. 

Batfam building the largest blanket fort ever which then dissolves into the largest pillow fight ever. 

Batfam just being happy. 

Sophie Foster IS Abbie’s Descendant!

The SleepyHeads might be the smartest fandom out there. I was casually mulling Tumblr speculation about Sophie Foster being an “Ichababy,” when I decided to check out “Sanctuary,” from Season 1. You’ll remember that episode had a shot of Abbie Mills’ family tree, beginning with Grace Dixon. So here are my numbered thoughts. They came on so fast, I didn’t have time to put them in essay form. 

  1. We see that Foster is a recurring family name in Grace Dixon’s line.  
  2. Sophie once said that her parents were archaeologists. Two episodes later her former boss Atticus Nevins acquires a super secret file of Nine Sacred Sites. 
  3. ‘Witnessing’ might be Abbie’s birthright, but uncovering old sites (the archives, the tunnels, Frederick’s manor), relic hunting, witnessing history, and resisting evil also seems to be family business. 
  4. How closely is Sophie related to Abbie? Is she her distant progeny? Her firstborn?
  5. Is it possible that Sophie’s parents did work that prepared her to be a Witness later on? 
  6. What is Sophie’s real mission, exactly? If she is a Dixon-Mills progeny, does her presence in Abbie’s life relate to the lingering effects that the Catacombs have on Abbie? 
  7. I know that Abbie crossed her arms to mimic the symbol, but it looks more like a very basic scarab to me. 
  8. Will archaeology be Abbie’s secondary career?? Maybe her experience in the Catacombs, being unable to read the Sumerian script will spark that career? 
  9. Ichabod’s astral projection referred to the tablet as “our tablet.” A future Mills-Crane family heirloom? With Grace Dixon’s journal? 
  10. The exploits of the Witnesses have become family legend, recited as bedtime stories and retold during family gatherings. 
  11. That’s how Sophie knew that Thomas Jefferson was a hologram. She never did tell Jenny how she nailed it. 
  12. Sophie quoted a “great agent,” saying “The best way to keep your head in the game is to keep your head in the game.” But she never said that agent was Danny. 
  13. The next episode, “Dark Mirror,” involves an FBI team building activity. Maybe we’ll learn more about Sophie in that episode. 
  14. Maybe as their cover with Dan Reynolds is almost blown, Sophie will panic a little and Abbie will rein her in, saying: “The best way to keep your head in the game is to keep your head in the game.”
  15. I’m thinking law enforcement is family business, too. Perhaps the reason Pandora hates Abbie is because Abbie’s ancestor led the Destroyers in overthrowing Pandora and THO. The pouty god and his wife enslaved and oppressed humans, the Destroyers came along to imprison THO and exile Pandora and her box. The Destroyers ushered in an era of peace, justice and order … but Pandora and THO never forgot their humiliation. 
  16. Maybe Sophie’s name really isn’t Sophie. Perhaps it is Grace or Abigail. 

Just my thoughts, sparked by speculation of an Ichababy. What do you all think?

P.S. – Oh! Check out the first few scenes of “Sanctuary.” Isn’t the bodyguard the same actor who played Randall in S3?