They couldn't let Geordi in on the "does Data count as a person?" discussion because he would have immediately obliterated anyone arguing he doesn't. Geordi would hear someone try to argue Data's perception isn't real because it's electrical signals or whatever and he'd just be like "so like how my visor works?" and then they'd start backpedaling
Alfred: You are homeless right now? Please, stay with me.
Danny: I couldn't take up your time. I've hardly given you the time! I've never paid my child support, I'm a horrible father, I couldn't possibly take anything from you.
Alfred: If we're taling about time given, I am over a hundred years old. That seems like plenty of time to me.
Danny: Only a hundred?! Baby! My baby boy, I can't believe I abandoned my baby!
Bruce, quietly watching and losing his shit in the background:
Danny, on a time mission for Clockwork, drags an injured Alfred Pennyworth across the Beach to safety on D-Day. While performing first aid, Danny gets clipped by a bullet, but hopped up on adrenaline, he doesn’t notice and his blood, imbued with ectoplasm, comes into contact with Alfred’s wounds.
80 years later, on the run from the GIW and his parents, Danny runs to Gotham where he meets a surprisingly spry 100 year old man, not looking a day over 60.
“Oh my god you’re a writer? Can I read your stuff?”
Art for my fic Who's Old Now?
This is my design for Elle, as she goes by. Phantasm form is same as canon.
Ah, time for my most least favourite thing: a party. Don't you love standing in a crowd and yet feeling entirely isolated? Stay tuned for more incurable introvert and socially anxious thoughts.
Before anyone can say anything, Impulse is in Danny's arms, hugging him tight, and sobbing, 'I didn't kill them, I didn't kill them, they're still there'.
Impulse had been under the impression that when he dissolved the timeline, he killed everyone in it. Which, well, he did, but he also thought that meant that their souls themselves would be dissolved. To find out he didn't completely erase them? To no longer bear that heavy weight silently? It's a greater gift than any future chocolate bar could be.
Whoops.
Impulse had been talking about a candy that had been in the future, that he missed a lot, that had no equivalent in modern times.
So the next time Danny was in the Zone, he asked Clockwork if he could reach into the future and grab a bar. Clockwork just told him that the timeline he was talking about was dead, but that the people from it were occupying the Zone if he skipped forward in time a bit; maybe one of them knows how to do a homemade version?
So he does that, with the help of Clockwork, and manages to find someone from that doomed and dead timeline that knows how to make a homemade equivalent.
He returns to the world of the living and recreates it, and Impulse is beyond ecstatic for both the food and the recipe.
Then he asks where Danny found this.
Danny, mostly human but having been something other for so long that the concept of 'Death' doesn't hit him the same way, cheerfully says he sought the dead souls of the future that had been dissolved and asked.
Now everyone is glaring at him and Impulse can't stop crying.
Shit.
I don’t WANT a career. I want to cuddle and sleep and eat and read and create and love and be loved.
For @st-whalefall from chapter seven of their story In the Hall of the Mountain King. Dialogue taken straight from their story. It's a really amazing read!
Yo! I'm Lira, she/her, LiraBuswavi on Ao3, and I'm just here to have a good time. The header is fanart I received for a fanfic I wrote! Check out @doodlesforfics, they're an amazing artist.
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