I’ve Definately Seen Fanfics Where He’s Been Cast In Plays, Specifically Snow White For Some Reason?

wow, I love how you portrayed their grief. it doesn’t feel over done or in your face but it’s undoubtedly there.

amazing job op!!

Wasted Potential

I love the idea of Wes but I like him best in two very specific scenarios. The first one is just him and Danny being put in a situation where they’re like the only competent people there and they have to fight or figure out the problem alongside one another and have to learn to trust each other. I just like the moment where they stare at each other like seriously, he’s the only other competent person here?

Now that the fluffs out of the way. Wes is incredibly determined to out Danny like he is in most phanon. Now imagine that Danny pulls him aside one day and tries to explain that he needs to stop danny could die, he’s begging. And Wes just looks him straight in the eye and tells him he’s a bad liar.

And then boom. Wes manages to expose danny. Maybe over a live stream, I don’t know. But the point is he’s done it and he’s all smug ready to gloat and basically tell everyone who called him crazy I told you so. Then danny’s parents start shooting at him again, then the GIW get to him first. They drag him off kicking and screaming.

This whole thing from Wes’ perspective and he has to deal with the guilt and tries to find a way to rescue Danny. Also, it turns out being proven right was everything he thought it was going to be. Especially, once his brothers start avoiding him. He just changed from being the crazy conspiracy theorist to either being the one who took the city’s hero away or being praised for finally destroying “that horrible ghost”.

He wants to go back. Danny was right.

When the reclusive billionaire finally enters the spotlight you bet journalists Clark Kent wants to know what pushed him.

This is loosely inspired from the battinson and corenswet’s superman, a possible scene in the batman 2 perhaps? 👀

hey so protip if you have abusive parents and need to get around the house as quietly as possible, stay close to furniture and other heavy stuff because the floor is settled there and it’s less likely to creak

I know someone’s brought this up but like, according to phanon Danny knows a lot of really powerful ghosts? Can you imagine him just casually namedropping Clockwork or Pandora and every ghost around him just freezing.

Or better yet, Danny just deciding to absolutely mess with Vlad who’s convinced they don’t exist.

Am I the asshole for getting my best friend killed?

I swear to God, it was an accident.

My (27) BF (34) has a reputation for getting himself out of any jam you can imagine; and at first it was just a fun little thing the friend group noticed: there goes Oily J wiggling his way out of trouble again. but as the meme evolved in the group, it got to the point where we'd loykey started getting him into situations just to see how he'd get out of 'em, and he akept getting out of em. He was having fun with it too same as us. "Oh you guys," he'd say, "getting me into situations again," before laughing it off and getting out of it, so it was enrichment for our shared enclosures, and as time went on, the situations got more intense.

The trouble is, it turns out that putting a man in too many situations eventually gets the police interested. And not local hobsknockers cops either; they was like, proper three-letter FEDs. They put out a bounty on any information pertaining to his capture and everything. It was good money too so I thought, hey why don't I put J in another situation he can wiggle out of like always (and he'd wiggled outta worse before, so I thought this one'd be relatively mild), and at the next boardgame night (cause it was too late to do anything special for this one) we can buy some extra strong booze and get absolutely blitzed while having a giggle about the situation.

Boardgame night, and we were playing some social deduction nonsense or another and he says: "One of you is gonna betray me tonight." and I can't help but think, looking back on it, that he knew. It's stupid, I know he was talking about the game, but the way he said it, it was like he knew. We all felt it, and we had a big round robin round the table taking turns promising that we'd never betray him. And I said it so easily cause I thought it was true. Sure, I was gonna talk to the feds about a bounty; but, I fully expected my big beautiful oily boy to wiggle his way out of the trouble I was 'bout to cause, and that's not a betrayal. I wasn't lying. I didn't think I was lying.

My big beautiful oily boy didn't manage to wiggle his way out of it. They killed him and I got my blood money. He's gone.

He's gone and I'm devastated, crying, mourning. I loved him so much. We all did. And I can't stop thinking that it's my fault: that I'm the reason he's gone. and it is. and the guilt is eating me up inside. and I just need to talk to someone about it. So, I tell the rest of the group what happened in the group chat, hoping they'd understand that I didn't want this. I didn't want the government's blood money. It was supposed the be a prank. some joint enclosure enrichment. He was supposed to wiggle out of it like he always does... did, i mean.

They call me, among worse things, the asshole and kick me from the group chat. And, I know it's my fault he's dead: I know that. If I didn't do what I did, he wouldn't be dead right now. But, I didn't mean it for it to end up this way. He was supposed to be okay, damn it. I loved him. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

This is the best take. Although that might be the love of space talking. I can imagine him taking a week or few to just watch space. I mean it was his dream to go to space one day. This might not have been how he imagined it but, hey, he’s there sooner than expected and he doesn’t even need a space suit.

i saw another post saying that Danny's parents wouldn't bury him if he died, they would launch his body into space. and I think that would be awesome first of all. but consider this

instead of dying completely forever, the portal accident would make him a halfa like usual. but for some reason, he actually dies all the way and stays dead for a while before coming back as a halfa. so what i'm saying is danny wakes up in fucking outer space after thinking he died and now has to figure out what the hell is going on

I think anyone that studies medicine with Damian would lowkey hate his ass.

Not in a mean way, but in a petty why-aren't-you-struggling-like-me type of way. I mean, thanks to Robin and the league Damian is light years ahead of everyone on terms of experience and it would show.

Half the class is puking their guts out the first time they see a patient with an open fracture. Damian has been there, done that, seen that and worse. He's eating m&m's in the back.

They're all practicing making sutures until late. Damian is like "No, I don't need to join you. I could suture with my eyes closed" and then when someone is like "prove it, rich-boy" that mf actually blindfolds his eyes and sutures perfectly using four different techniques.

He also passes everything with flying colors! Because of course, the guy can't just be rich, good looking and famous, he has to be smart too.

And it just gets worse when he starts his actual residency.

Nothing shakes him! Thirty hour shifts? He doesn't even yawn. Extreme stress during a surgery gone awry? Damian is the one telling the other members of the surgical team to stay calm. Violent patient? They don't even get to call security, Damian has the guy pinned already.

And it would be easier to not get jealous of him if he somehow was a souless blood sucking asshole. But Damian is a good person, awkward and standoffish but always willing to help. He's there for whatever people need. He aids nurses, listens to patients, conforts victims. He sits with people for the bad news and when someone dies he gets this sad faraway look that shows he cares.

And it's just so unfair.

I really want to give baby Damian Martha Waynes eyes.

And then take them away before Bruce has a chance to see them.

Just like for one reason or another the Batfam ends up having to go to the League and Damian is sent off by Talia to join his peers in morning katas while the elder family members meet in her office for something.

And of course all of the Batfam are little snoops so they walk around her office and look at the documents and few pictures she has. And then suddenly Tim notices something.

"I thought Damian had your eyes Talia?" Tim says staring down at a picture of a 3 or 4 year old Damian with muddy green eyes rather than the bright almost toxic ones the family is used to.

"No, not at all, I don't even remember what color my eyes originally were." Talia responds barely digging through some files that Bruce needs.

"What does that mean?" Dick asks harshly.

" You didn't truly think the Al Ghul eyes were truly the Al Ghul eyes did you?" Talia scoffs "They're Lazarus eyes, why do you think Jason's eyes match ours?"

"I. I didn't think of that, huh" Jason mumbles dragging his hands along the different books Talia keeps.

"So... So when did Damian die?"

That brought silence to the room.

Jason stopped walking, Dick stopped breathing, Tim was looking sadly at Talia, eye shifting to Bruce as he stared at a wall.

"About 3 months before his 5th birthday, it was before my Father and I started to actually train him. An assassin snuck in after infiltrating the guard for a few months. Apparently he wanted Damians death to be slow. He perforated a lung, I managed to get there and kill the bastard, but Damian couldn't be saved without the pit." Talia says robotically.

"I do miss his eyes though, such a soft green" she almost whispers.

Bruce walks over to Tim, lightly taking the photo.

His breath shuttered for a moment.

He stroked his fingers over the eyes that he will never see again, that were taken from him far to soon. Both times.

"Those are my mother's eyes." He says

"He had my mother's eyes."

He stares, unable to do anything but mourn what he didn't know he lost again.

"Do you have more pictures from before?"

"Of course beloved, I'll make you copies"

The room remained silent spare the shuffling of papers and the drag of Bruce's finger over the glass frame

I finally found the post that inspired my take on the idea. OP this is incredible.

au where at one point danny brings up clockwork in front of vlad, who assumes that he's referring to him in the theoretical and spiritual sense, like cw is a supposed god believed in by some ghost communities, and vlad thinks danny has "been tricked into believing" and he's doing a whole Overly-Intense-Atheist thing now because he "won't have his protégé believing that cult nonsense" and danny decides not to tell him that he's met cw personally on many occasions because this is too funny