The sooner you reblog this, the funnier it is
hey
hey friend
dont kill yourself tonight ok
you have a really pretty smile and i know its not always easy to manage one but itd be a bummer if we never had the chance to see it ever again
youre really important and you matter a lot so stay safe and try and have a nice sleep
Halloween prompts no. 31 (part 8)
Danny was getting yelled at by his Tinder date. This whole day had gone up in flames (heh) and he was honestly just done with the whole situation. The guy wasn't even yelling at him for something that was his fault. He can't control the people of Gotham and even if he could he wouldn't. He had morals.
Judging by the sudden silence from his failed date he guess he might have said that out loud, but Danny would have never guessed his response. He held his face in shock, nursing the new bruise on his face while the guy screamed at him even louder than before.
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Robin watched from the rooftops thinking he was going to have to interfere in a domestic violence case when the victims eyes turned an oh so familiar green. Before Robin could think to do anything the Lazarus guy kicked his attacker in the crotch so hard it lifted him off his feet. When the man double over in pain the Lazarus kid kneed him in the face and Damian took delight in hearing the man's nose crunch.
He watched as the abuser was thrown into a nearby dumpster and the victim melted the lid shut in rage. Robin chose that moment to jump down, startling the kid bad. He went from enraged to sheepish at a record pace, "Is this about the guy or the dumpster?"
Well, Grayson did say to go make friends tonight. So he took a note out of his own book and tried to joke. "The dumpster. The trash belonged in there but the dumpster did nothing wrong."
Appearently it worked and the guy laughed. The guy was secretive and kept deflecting everytime he was asked personal questions. Interesting. He was a potential friend and mystery wrapped in one.
This was going to be fun.
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On a side note, they kinda just left the guy there
We wake up to funerals and sleep to the sound of bombs.
There is no clean water. Barely any food. No medicine. No safety.
We sit in the dark, waiting for a light that never comes.
Pretending to be strong while our hearts starve and our minds tremble.
All we want is one ordinary day.
No terror. No loss.
No lines for bread.
We just want to live.
Your share can save a life. Your silence won't.
This is not just a post. This is a cry for help. From Gaza, with pain.
I've seen a couple of fics where some unidentified Talon imprints on Danny. What about an AU where the Talon in question is Dick (he would be around 14 years old, but he would still look younger due to the serum and the times he went into the freezer)? In this AU I imagine that Dick comes across Danny in accident after having assassinated a target and, after the actual confrontation, Danny, who is just over 19 at this point, tries to solo parent the poor little guy. He'll soon find that it's difficult to parent an undead child and avoid the attention of Batman at the same time. The Court of Owls is a joke since every Talon they send is just added to the pile of adoptees.
Danny can't figure out how to make the constant influx of children stop.
Additional info: Danny is not living with the rest of the Phantom gang, but Jazz is close by. The two siblings are not actual roommates, but she appears in the building from time to time. To make matters worse Bruce Wayne is actually interested in her work in Arkham and is currently in the flirting stages of dating.
Cons: I can't seem to place Dani anywhere in this scenario.
Pros: I can say the same about Vlad.
Danny curses as he pulls the Batfamily out of the hands of the cultists once again.
Danny: I swear the only reason I’m letting you live is because I’ll have to take full responsibility for your dead asses.
Batman: If someone showed up at family dinners more often, then his family would be less likely to have to act like obedient sacrifices.
Danny: My phone is not as dead as I am, you know!
I think I need to step back from the dca fandom.
I'm not but I probably should.
I keep calling people friend
im laughing so hard because no matter what song you listen to
spiderman dances to the beat
no matter what song ive been testing it and lauing my ass off for an hour
My “draw the squad” memes so far
We are living among the rubble..and we need your help.War took everything from us our safety, our home, our peace.
Now, my wife and I, along with our three children Qusai (7), Eileen (5), and Hisham (2.5) are living in the ruins of our destroyed house.
We have no safe place to go. Renting is impossible due to the sky high prices. Even food and water have become a luxury we can barely afford.Every day is a fight for survival. But we haven’t lost hope.
Every small donation no matter how little means the world to us.It helps feed my children. It helps us hold on.
It tells us we are not alone.
Your support, your kindness, your prayers—they mean more than you know.
Please help us stay alive. Help us give our children a chance.
just random things I find none of it belongs to me age:20. if you ask me things I might send long answers or simple small things. I get anxious and don't want to be seen as rude or annoying sending too much or too little
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