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Slowly getting back into art with Sky in the barbarian set, as requested by friends on Discord! I chose this pose so I could show off his whip and it gave me some practice with his musculature. 'Twas valuable practice.

If anyone has suggestions for which Link in which BotW/TotK set, feel free to send them in! May make them depending on the mood. I haven't been doing well lately and neglected Tumblr a bit, so I'm trying to pick it back up. Hopefully ArtFight next month helps.

edmund pevensie learned at the age of ten that his life was worth a war, a sacrifice, and the death of a god.

And I know it is all ok in the end- Kiki has friends who look out for her and she takes care of herself and finds her place.

What about Luke? I still imagine him as an Special Agent from the 80s and this would absolutely be his fit. Of course all black 😎 This is really my all time favourite AU 🤩 still thinking about writing a fanfiction myself 🤔😅

John arguing that nothing as powerful as the being feels could actually be that young. And Bruce arguing that the being had no reason to feign anything before they even got there.

They had wound back the Watchtower's security footage, even capturing a lot on an external camera. From the being's rocketed escape from Earth's atmosphere, barreling right past the Watchtower before stuttering to a stop and turning back; suddenly distracted, curious, then excited. When it had turned, the glistening ice on it's cheeks had become obvious. In Bruce's experience, only very young children's emotions could turn so suddenly from afraid and crying to curious and excited.

But John Constantine insisted that this being was too powerful to be so young. As though they'd not seen their fair share of gods and godlings and interdimensional imps with too much power in their pinkies for a human to even comprehend.

Superman and Flash had favored Bruce's deduction, but Wonder Woman and Green Lantern had preferred to defer to Constantine's assessment. They were at an impasse, at least until more Leaguers could get here. And the longer they stood here arguing, the harder it would be to convince the child they meant no harm.

A quick glance outside the meeting room showed that Nightwing had taken it upon himself to distract and entertain the being for now. That, at least, should buy them so more time.

"Just let me banish it back to where it came from and we could be done with this whole sodding mess!"

"But we saw it come from Earth. Even you magic has yet to identify a different dimensional origin. How would you banish it back to a place you can't identify?"

"Then I'll drop the damned thing in hell and let it be some demon's problem!"

"You will do no such thing. It is a child and has done no intentional harm."

"It's manipulating you!" John's yelling was not helping the growing migraine. The spine chilling soft giggle that suddenly permeates the room - seeming both far away and right in his ears, not unlike a horror movie sound effect - is kind enough to make the magician freeze and stop screaming for a moment.

Danny is de-aged to like a baby and Damian Wayne is going into high school or middle school or something like that and Bruce Wayne is going through empty nest syndrome and finds this little baby boy with blue eyes and black hair all dirty and sniffling around Gotham City (bad reveal) and he just kinda snatches him up and is like “mine now”

Since he is getting up there in the years and he actually hasn’t raised a baby before he just tells himself “I’ll just look after him for a bit until i find a nice family for him” and low and behold no family is good enough for his baby and Danny is now Bruce’s

I imagine Bruce going through a little crisis cuz he doesn’t know how to raise a baby and he’s getting older and maybe Danny would be better off with someone else—

—but then baby Danny (he doesn’t like how his new daddy is upset cuz baby ghosties are super sensitive to emotions) puts his little grubby hands on Bruce and nuzzles his little head onto B’s chest and says “Dada!” As his first words and now Bruce has another child

But Danny’s a little baby and Bruce knows babies are just so fragile so low and behold Bruce has become an overprotective, baby-proofing maniac

“This is too sharp, he could cut his little hands!”

“It’s too tall! He could fall down and hit his head!”

“What if he needs me, Alfred? What if the daycare can’t get him to sleep because they don’t do the voices in the books just how he likes it—“

And then Bruce finds out (maybe thru CW?) just what exactly Danny is and his whole situation and now his over protectiveness is up to eleven cuz his baby boy died and his poor baby needed love and those horrible scientists didn’t love him right!

Basically I’m thinking this:

Bruce: *holding up baby Danny* Look at my baby. He’s a little gift from the heavens, an actual miracle, my sweet baby boy—

Random Employee: sir this is a batburger

~~~

*At a Board of directors meeting or smth like that*

Everyone: *arguing*

Baby Danny: weh :(

Bruce: everyone quiet my baby’s upset,

Worker: Mister Wayne, this is a very serious debate—

Bruce: My. Baby. Is. Upset.

Everyone: *silence*

~~~

Bruce: Clark! He’s flying too high! Make him come down!

Clark: Bruce…he’s a centimeter off the ground at most

Bruce: HE’S JUST A BABY, CLARK!

~~~

Danny: *wearing a Batman onesie*

Bruce: *clutching his heart* is this an angel???

~~~

Jason: Danny bit me!

Bruce: he’s teething, jaylad

Jason: he has fangs!

Danny: dada! Num num!

Bruce: you want num nums? Jason, can you just let him—

Jason: IM NOT LETTING HIM BITE ME!

Bruce: He just wants a little nibble of his big brother!

(1) Bruce goes around on the daily just holding Danny up to random people and going: “have you seen my baby? Look at my baby, isn’t he adorable?” As Danny chews on his expensive leather watch strap

(2) Bruce can practically sense when Danny’s upset from miles away:

Employee: and here’s the statistics from last years—Mister Wayne? Where are you going?

Bruce: Danny is in trouble

(Danny accidentally bit his own hand, Bruce was there in five minutes and nearly cried himself when he saw tears in his baby’s eyes)

(3) Danny’s favorite superhero is Superman and Bruce was mad at Clark about it for three weeks straight and refused to talk to him because of it. (Why Superman? It’s because he’s the last of his kind just like danny’s one of the few of his kind and they both had to learn to control their inhuman-abilities and learn to blend in and all that)

(4) Bruce refuses to let anyone outside his kids plus Alfred hold Danny and Danny refuses to let anyone besides them hold him

(5) The first time Danny ‘went ghost’ around them (after Clockwork had explained everything) Bruce ugly cried and refused to let Danny out of his arms for two hours

(6) Danny drew a family picture of them once and Bruce has multiple copies of it—all of them laminated and framed either in the house or at work

(7) Bruce has nearly a thousand pictures of just Danny in his camera roll and most of them are just a multitude of the same pictures at different angles

(8) Danny calls Bruce “Dada” and then calls him “Papa” when he’s in the Batman suit and then giggles because he’s helping hide the secret too

(9) Danny has five Batman onesies; all are the same and Bruce has his own pair for himself too

(10) Danny has both a Superman and a Batman plushie that Tim and Steph tried to use to figure out the favorite—

Martian Manhunter: hello, tiny infant

Danny: *pointing at him* G’een!

Martian Manhunter: *uncle mode unlocked* he’s the smartest creature on planet Earth maybe in all the solar systems—

~~~

Green Arrow: why’s he staring at me?

Danny: *just had Robin Hood book read to him by Jason with pictures* hmmmm

~~~

Constantine: alright I’m here what do you need—

Danny: stinky! Stinky man! Ew! Stinky, stinky!

Constantine: *recognizes his aura as the ghost king* …yes, your majesty.

JL: ?????

Bruce, running out of the shower: What's going on?

Tim, half-dressed in a wizard costume: I don't know!

Dick covered in flour and tomato sauce: I wasn't trying to cook a pizza in my room!

Jason wearing a bear onesie: No one believes your lies, Dick! But it has to be bad if Alfred called all of us and not just one to yell at!

Damain running by in a prince charming outfit: Reinforcements are on the way, Alfred! Hold the line!

Cass sprinting by with snakes wrap around her entire body: HOLD THE LINE!

Steph, in a star suit that lights up to the beat of her favorite rock song: Bruce, do you know what is going on!?

Bruce: Apparently, I don't know what's going on at any given point in this manor. Why are you all....dressed like that?

Dick panicked: Not to make illegal pizzas in our rooms after Alfred banned us from cooking! Ha ha ha!

Bruce: Right. The rest of you?

Tim: Wizards are cool

Jason: I was taking a nap

Steph: I'm going dancing tonight.

Bruce: None of those answers justified your appearances but we don't have time. Alfred needs us!

Everyone in the sitting room: What's the emergency?!

Alfred: That came back to our doorstep.

Baby Danny Fenton in a basket: *Happy Babbling*

Alfred: It speaks evil.

Bruce: What? Alfred not this again. It's not a evil spirit its just a baby!

Cass: What do you mean, Bruce? Alfred wouldn't let Damian or me get close to the baby.

Alfred: That thing has been attempting to enter the Wayne household for twenty years! It always appears in a basket, trying to play with the strings of employees' hearts to bring it in. It's the same face, the same basket, the same intelligent eyes following every sentence! Its not a human baby! Its A thing of evil!

Damian: I forgot you're from the parts of England that fear the Fae

Alfred: Don't call their name, boy! I always leave it outside, but today someone brought it in. It was here in the sitting room! It can't come into the manor without someone helping it!

Bruce: Because its a baby....

Alfred: Who did this!?

Duke walking with a warm bottle of milk: Oh you guys are all here. Perfect! I found this little guy outside-

Alfred pointing at him: TRAITOR!

Bruce: Alfred please....have you taken your medication?

Tim: Bruce wait, the baby, it's eyes are glowing.

Duke: The baby is a boy Tim.

Tim: Right sorry. His eyes are glowing.

Alfred: It's bonded to the land! We're DOOM!

Dick: Alfred, please calm down. How about a snack? Would some pizza make you feel better?

Jason: Um, the baby is floating.

Steph: They do that sometimes.

Damain nodding: Martians' infants levitate out of their cribs. It's possible for infants.

Bruce: Alfred put down that fire poker.

Alfred: I will sent it back to hell!

Duke: Woah woah! Don't you come near my baby!

Tim: Alfred, don't make me tackle you. Please. I know you will hurt me. I want to avoid that.

Alfred: Out of my way lads. I must do this.

Bruce: EVERYONE ATTACK ALFRED

Dick: aghhhhh we're going to die!

Jason: The baby just went through the ceiling. Anyone else keeping a eye on him? Anyone?

The rest of Waynes in a bar brawl with Alfred: Agggggggggghhhhhhhh

I’m sorry your romantic foibles were overshadowed by a big ass atomic lizard thing.

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Lucy the Valiant, Queen of Narnia, fair and beloved, ruled with courage and compassion.

She brought peace and joy to the land, showing mercy to the weak and justice to the oppressed.

With a kind heart and a wise spirit, she was a steadfast defender of her people and a beacon of hope in times of darkness.

The Batfamily has that weird bird whistles and chirping when their comms are off for some reason and as a form of coded language so enemies don't understand what they're saying.

But do you know who, or rather what, use chirping and whistles as a form of language? Ghosts.

Now imagine Danny, who is in Gotham for a field trip with his family (who has been learning Ghost Language after they found out their Danny-O is part spook), make some chirping sound in public, not paying attention, and everyone freeze.