Oh No Cigarettes For Me Thanks I Just Wanted To Be In This Dank Alleyway With You

hi! I've been reading your fic athazagoraphobia n AO3 and can I say I just Love the way you write Oscar and ozpin and how ozpin instantly adopts oscar while Oscar is slowly warming up to ozpin like a half feral kitten, and the way you have each set of chapters be two halves of each other is SO unique and interesting, and I just --the fic is very good and I enjoy it a lot, and wanted to let you know

Thank you so much! I'm really glad you're enjoying it, it's always nice to hear what people like about my stories.

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Thank you!

Oh oh oh, but imagine if Danny was missing something. If he was a ghost of himself. The hollow version of himself, bland and neutral.

Out there is his ghost half. The thing so intrinsically connected to his emotions. Maybe it was a dream catcher situation or the claws from The Ultimate Enemy, and they got sperated, the human half lost in Gotham, missing his ghost half. How can he focus on his 'other half', his soul mate, when the literal other half of himself is missing?

He can't survive without Phantom. Phantom can't survive without him. He's slowly dying, and there's nothing he can do about it except wait for Phantom to find him.

No use letting his soul mate get attached when he might be dead soon. Well, deader.

Damian had a soulmate. Too the suprise to his family, well on his father's side. His mother and grandfather had a knowing look. They had something to do with it. Well, oh well. Danny was found on the streets of Gotham and refused to say anything about his past. That's fine, this family was used to less than amazing past.

But Damian was unhappy with this. For being his soulmate, Danny took longer to warm up to the family than Damian himself did. With less violence at least. But he seemed to be a hallow version of a happier person. A ghost of a person. But ever so slowly he warmed up to them, seeming more alive. But still Damian was unhappy. Danny was his soulmate yet he treated Damian like everyone else. He even avoided Damian entirely at times to be with someone else. (What was he doing wrong? He was trying so hard! Was he such a demon that even the other half of his soul wanted nothing to do with him?)

Grayson said that it wasn't true, but Grayson was wrong.

Everyone should be able to express their small and mean opinions to someone who won't clutch their pearls about it. Being a bitch is a human right

Death hates you as their ex SO MUCH and NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN. You never die, problem solved.

She took my ability to die in the divorce

Happiness Will Come To You.

Danny shows up at one point, looking confused because Dad was supposed to be home hours ago. And now his dad has decided to take up crime fighting? Is Danny... a bad influence??!

But his dad encourages him to join in crime fighting, it's a bonding activity, I just want to get to know that part of your life better, and well. Danny's weak.

He steals one of Tim's old Robin costumes, and decides to be Robin for the night. The moment he spin kicks a thug shouting, 'batter up!' the batkids know: they have a new sibling.

Note, Danny was not in Phantom form the entire time. He was entirely part of the black haired blue eye Robin squad.

Tim was four days into a sleep deficit so he felt that to say that this predicament was his fault was a bit of a reach.

For it to be his fault he would have had to cognizant of the last 16 hours.

All he wanted to do was take a power nap in the nearest closest durring the Waynetech gala but nooo Bruce had to be taken hostage by the Joker.

So he did what he thought would work best and shoved uncle Clark into the nearest emergency bat storage and told him to suit up.

Maybe he looked a bit more confused than normal but they didn’t need a reporter they needed Batman!

That being said wasn’t uncle Clark supposed to be off-world?

Oh no.

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Jack honestly had no clue what was happening for the last six months so when he was told to be Batman he merely just shrugged as the frankly exhausted teen left him to his own.

With his son turning out to be part ghost to the government hunting down his said son and having to move shop halfway across the continent.

This might as well happen.

Grinning like a kid on Christmas, Jack plopped on the finishing touch.

“Oh Danno is not going to believe this!”

Raising a cloaked arm with a flourish Jack struck a pose.

“Alrighty Jack enough messing around! Time to save the party, Fenton style!

Shifting his feet, Jack took a deep breath before smoothing his face the best he could. After all, couldn’t have a smiling Batman! Before walking out the room and taking running leap through the wall to the streets of Gotham before grappling to the nearest building.

Miles finally got an explanation on what comic con is.