Love the idea of collective Jedi parenting. Like technically I only have one padawan but my friends' padawans are also coincidentally my padawans. My padawan’s friends are also my padawans. This padawan who got separated from their master? My padawan today. This other padawan who needs to learn to pilot but their master is afraid of flying? Now my padawan twice a week.
Lmao. This is them.
can you draw clownzy pretty please:3 i think clownpierce misses his husband
what the hell, sure
Tim, slamming hands on table: at least IM not a fucking *kryptonian*
Kon, pauses, frowns, calculates his entire life: I’m more human than kryptonian
Superman: Okay, why are you mad at eachother
Conner: Because someone thinks it's funny to jump off buildings and force me to catch them!
Tim: It is funny.
His name’s Luke Skywalker and he’s here to rescue you!!
June 15th prompt: Luke and Grogu save Din from Moff Gideon ( @dinlukeweek )
(I switched this days prompt out for this one!)
Bonus:
Tim: also you should go help Cassie. Someone’s being stupid and she’s gonna kill ‘em. She doesn’t need that case.
Tim after saying something extremely worrying turns to Dick immediately after
Tim: Please don't put me in a mental hospital
Dick: I'm not gonna lie to you, I consider it sometimes
Someone tries it with Robin and later Nightwing makes an account. The one who tried to make one with Robin is hanging over a rooftop held up only by Hoods mercy with the caption. ‘Baby Bat is a BABY!!!!’ Red Robin is very OBVIOUSLY threatening the guy and Tobin is scowling. Nightwing looks PISSED. Batman is very pointedly looking away from the scene when Red Hood lets the videoer slip slightly.
I feel like there’s a lot of untapped potential with the citizens of Gotham just being completely unbothered by whatever terrible thing is going on in their lives.
Like during a lockdown someone starts jokingly making thirst edits of the local vigilantes running around on the roofs and IMMEDIATELY there’s like a hundred shitty iPhone quality thirst edits circulating social media.
Someone strings together a bunch of clips of Nightwing screaming in frustration, Red Robin face down on the roof of a residential building, and Red Hood slipping on something in an alleyway and eating shit and puts a cover of a really peppy kpop song over it and it goes viral in an hour.
Someone ELSE decides to take a clip of Red Hood literally HUNTING a goon down in an alley (like the goon is literally tripping over their feet and screaming, Red Hood is just walking slowly like a goddamn PREDATOR) and puts “Love Me Like You Do” over it with the caption “how the music makes a difference…” and THAT dominates the news cycle for a week straight.
The notification came not even a second ago, and it had him fly across the city just as fast.
Nightwing barely acknowledged the thrum of the Batmobil following closely behind, already on his way to west end of Gotham City.
"5 Assasins in view, more possibly hidden away. A child, around 11, leading them." Oracle's voice was clipped in the way Dick knew she didn't like this.
This screamed like a trap, why else would the League of Assassins be in Gotham of all places?
He lands on the roof, tense and gripping his escrima sticks tightly.
Batman is on his tail, taking over lead, and they are near the group of unwanted guests.
He sees Red Robin on the other roof, backup if needed.
The child clicks his tongue at the sight of them, shaking head with a grumble. "Danyal, Father has found us, we should get this over quickly."
The amount of shock and confusion he feels makes him wonder if it were a dream.
Another click of tongue but not from the child in front of them, no. It was another child re-appearing from the invisible spectrum.
His hand around the throat of a limp talon.
"I didn't think he would be so fast." The other child comments.
"As expected of father." The first child, green eyed and serious nods. Towards batman.
"Now, for the reason we are here."
He steps to the edge of the building, and Nightwing desperately wants to get him from it, clearing his throat.
"I, Damian al Ghul, heir to the demon's head, formally declare war on the Court of Owls." Damian's voice is loud, unforgiving and unrelenting. Eyes burning.
It almost made him miss the words he spoke.
"The League of Assassins has a claim to Gotham," the boy spits. "And i won't let some society take it from us."
The unnamed twin throws the limp talon from the edge with a grunt. "Take that as a warning!" He halfheartedly shouts after.
And so it began.
saving for when ao3 returns.
A bunch of thugs kidnap the younger brother of the most powerful hero on Mobius.
They really should've known better...
LONG LIVE WHOLESOME SONIC AND TAILS WEDNESDAY!
Kon popping in: if he ends up dead cause of you, you lose the bet.
Tim, groaning: **fine**
Tim : Can’t you just hit him with your knife?
Dick : I believe the term is ‘Stab’.
Jason and Damian : *Confused and afraid to know why Tim asked Dick instead of either of them*
Lmao I'm stealing this idea.
Big Mama must have lost some serious standing in the yokai underworld because it’s gotten apparent that she keeps being beaten by a small group of teenagers and the occasional rat man, and when it’s not them then she’s taking L’s from her own schemes working against her.
And in the ensuing power vacuum, the Hamatos accidentally become the most feared crime family known to all the big bads of the Hidden City.
After all, they’ve publicly outplayed Big Mama multiple times, a couple of them have taken out the heads of two of the most well known criminal organizations, one took out Heinous Green, two are responsible for the destruction of Witch Town, they have ties to both the infamous Baron Draxum and Captain Piel, they won the Doom Dome death race, they’re Battle Nexus Champions, they’ve displayed insane feats of power and defeated impossibly strong enemies, most of them have been to jail, and they regularly mingle with humans.
You can just imagine the notoriety they’d accumulate from word of mouth alone.