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Danny hides most of his ghostly traits in Gotham and decides to throw off the GIW’s trail in a more creative fashion.

He limits to using specific ghostly powers and traits, (i.e: super speed, flight, immortality, pale white skin, glowing eyes, inhuman movements, fangs, batform(?), ghostly magic that look akin to spells, etc.) and does his best to pretend that certain items are weaknesses to him (i.e: running water, silver, garlic, holy water, or crosses).

Ok but hear me out: Danny genuinely wanting to bite Jason. Or better, just straight up doing it. Just jumping the guy one day.

Because if Crime Alley is saturated with ectoplasm and heavy emotions, Jason pings on Danny's radar as a goddamn all-you-can-eat buffet.

Just imagine how that would go over with Jason, either as a civilian or as Red Hood. Just a random dude trying to bite him out of nowhere. Or this suspected vampire Batman found, who is seen in every interaction to be either following him with his eyes constantly or trying to avoid him as much as possible.

Danny is having such a crisis over it, said crisis depending if there's the whole cannibalism part of Ghost Hunger in this. I think not involving it would be the funniest though, he's just freaking out for how much that One Dangerous Guy registers in his mind as Grade A Food and he doesn’t know why.

This is the first time I've heard of lazarus water being like fermented ecto and you know what? Yes.

Corrupted Yucky Ectoplasm is out, Fermented and Finely Aged Powerful Ecto is in.

Jason is like that bottle of fine wine that you get from a Rich Buddy for your 50th marriage anniversary, simply delectable added to the fact that it's been stewing on the sheer angst and rage that poor man lives with.

Danny uncovers him as Red Hood just by meeting him twice, once as him passing by on the street and Danny distractedly following the Delicious Smell, and then once again during the night finding Red Hood lmao.

Hell, even when Dani drops by once she's stunned by the sheer quality of the guy.

Damn and if Jay is like fine wine, imagins Ra's lol

Jason is the only person that the Batfam has ever seen being bitten. Danny did it deliberetly to A: Get a taste of the good stuff and B: Sell the vampire thing. He even dresses a bit more goth (thank you Sam!).

more If you find a vigilante in a dumpster by @lunamugetsu art because I do not feel normal rn

The lady on the left is Lady Gotham btw that's kinda how I picture her until the author describes her current appearance

Lady gotham-less art after the cut in case she wasn't the evil mastermind behind that last chapter ending + a meme

They made me play yaoi chess in my open world game bruh

I had this Merlin/Arthur fic idea (I prob won’t write, and even if I do, more cake scenario etc)

Consider a canon-ish immortal!Merlin fic with a back-from-the-dead!Arthur that is less ‘i’ve been waiting so long’ grief!porn and more ‘lol wow you’re shit at *common modern thing*’

It struck me that there aren’t enough adapted and happily immortal Merlin fics.  Fics where he’s this kinda hipster, incidentally sage jackass with a flat and a job as a medieval linguist.  He’s not sad, he’s not apathetic towards people, he’s just Merlin.

where he does pub trivia regularly and answers questions with wild hyperbole anecdotes like “Isaac Newton came up with that theory while I was giving him a handjob behind Trinity College.  Virtus Vera Nobilitas, ay?” while taking a drink of his pint

His friends think he’s pretty hilarious.

He CAN drive, and does own a car, but mostly he walks or takes transit or rides his bike.  He’s not playing a how-well-can-I-blend-in game, he just is who he is despite technically being 1500 yrs old, because eventually age is a social construct, especially when he can choose how old he looks.  And the novelty of being a crotchety old man wore off a millenia ago, though it serves its purpose.

He probably has a blog where he draaaaaaags current politics with well reasoned arguments, inventive swear words, and reaction pics of portraits of historical figures.

[Henry VIII fucking sees your swerve and approves. 

that’s not a good thing]

So, my point comes down to: establishing a normal modern immortal Merlin.  One who hasn’t forgotten Arthur, but who doesn’t spend 1500 years crying beside a lake. At most, maybe he did that for a century.  There has to be a good equilibrium here, like maybe sometimes he uses his magic to break into a private collection that claims to have an authentic Arthurian ring just to see if it is, even though it being legit happened like TWICE ever (and one of those the person didn’t even know what they had). And sometimes he does stop by Avalon to look out over it and spend a weekend, but he learned a long time ago to stop putting all his hopes and dreams on it

etc etc

And then Arthur wakes up. 

"It would be my pleasure to give you a proper tour and introduce you to everyone."

Here is my full illustration for @svsssbigbang for the fanfiction Night at Cang Qiong Museum by @adventure-waffles! An incredible Night at the Museum x Scum Villain AU! Don't hesitate to also check out the other two artists incredible pieces for this fanfiction: dustmeadowx and qiye!

And since I know that tumblr tends to destroy the quality of my illustrations, here are some close-ups under the cut:

everyone joined the crew to witness this oddly content and peaceful, terrifying duo. their dynamic is sweet and funny, almost gentle, something you would expect from childhood friends who have been next to each other for so long they don’t always need words. and then again, they are something else when they are in battle.

they trust each other like they are extensions of themselves, they know each other inside and out like they are telepathic, they get each other so completely.

i’m sure everyone who joined the crew looked at them and must’ve thought at one point that there has never been a time where they have not known each other. until nami tells them, oh, they met a few weeks before i joined.

the shock that must come from learning their bond is nearly as young as all of theirs, and not a product of existing next to each other for years.

how baffling it must be to watch them save each other like it’s breathing, to rely on each other without question or thought in fights, and to realise they only spent such a marginal time alone before everyone else began to join them.

Keep in mind that

Tumblr has been sold several times, for less money each time.

Not only have the owners not figured out how to monetize Tumblr, nobody else has either. There is no profitable Tumblr clone with a better business plan out there somewhere.

Tumblr's owner is not less bigoted than Musk and Zuck, just less rich.