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This fic was inspired by PhantomWithBreakfast's incredible art (above), which is cropped for tumblr (and posted with their permission).

I've been staring at this for five days now

8k words does not do it justice but I tried

If you want to see the whole art piece, go visit it on AO3! And while you're there, enjoy the fic I wrote for it

WELL YOU DESERVE IT

"danny's ghost side struggles to leave amity park (his haunt) behind when the class goes on a field trip "

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Need those foggy mirror pics where Dick is clearly inside of Tim, hand around his throat. Tim on his knees but you don’t see anything except his nose and parted lips with a thumb on the lower one. Need pics that are just Dick’s hands around Tim’s throat nothing else visible. Need those pictures where you can just see the shoes and Tim is on tippy toes, clearly taking it from behind. They have many suscriber and everyone is crazy about it.

Jazz: I-

Danny: Don't do it, Jazz! He's a liar. A pretty lair, but a lair nonetheless!

Jazz: You can tell his pretty? With everything covering his face?

Danny: He gives the vibe of a man who has gone through life flying on pretty privilege.

Jazz studying Batman: Yeah, I see what you mean.

Batman: ....Do you want to be rescued or not?

Danny: Not!

Batman: I apologize, I made that sound like you had a choice. I'm saving your lives.

Danny: The the HELL you are!

Jazz: Actually, I would like to get out of the cage the weird clown threw us in.

Danny through clentch teeth: Fine. Save us. But only because Jazz vouched for you.

Batman: Why are you so angry child?

Jazz: He doesn't trust pretty people. They bullied him through middle school and high school.

Red Robin: Wow, he must not trust himself then. After all, he's the prettiest boy I've ever seen~♡

Danny: *Barks and growls at him*

Jazz: Danny!

Danny: That one reeks of pretty privilege. He can not be trusted.

Red Robin: Jokes on you, I'm into this.

I'm Only Worth Losing Now - havenshereagain - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]

Tim and Damian get sent to the Infinite Realms. It doesn't go as expected.

stop acting as if someone can’t enjoy both erotica and literary fiction or classics. it’s not some dichotomy.

stop acting as if erotic art can’t be poignant and meaningful. and that includes all erotic art - not just fine art.

stop insisting that sex scenes or erotic material ruin movies and shows just because you, personally, get icked out watching it.

Nurse: Did you?

Danny: Yes. Like nothing could ever hurt.

Nurse: That's lovely. How long have you two been together?

Danny: Oh, we aren't together.

Nurse: Ah, a friends-with-benefits situation then?

Danny: Nope. I don't even know his name.

Nurse: Oh.

Danny: Yeah.

Nurse: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to assume. The way you were brought in and the way you're speaking about him, I just thought-

Danny: No. No. Its alright. It is confusing. See he broke into my house and-

Nurse: He WHAT?!

Danny: To be fair, he was scammed by a false rental ad and was given false paperwork to prove it. They even gave him a copy of the key, so...I mean, the good news is that my home security system isn't deadly. The bad is that it mistook me for an intruder and shocked me too when it went to tase the guy. He was able to get up first and took care of me while the ambulance arrived. So sweet.

Nurse:.... I'm going to put this conversation down as "side effect of strong pain meds"

Two doors down:

Damian dubiously: The garden gnome tazed you? Maybe I should gather a report for Father when you're not on pain medication.

Tim: NO, I'M TELLING YOU THE TRUTH. THE GARDEN DECORATION AT MY NEW HOUSE IS ALIVE AND ITS COMING FOR ME!

Damian: Riggggghhht. And what about the man who was brought to the ER with you?

Tim seriously: He's the King of the Gnomes. He tried to distract me with his pretty face and sexy body, but he plans to take over Gotham with his Gnomes of Doom.

my fetish

my friend's fetish

Jason: Bruce, I’ve forgiven you for not saving me, but why haven’t you killed the Joker?

Bruce: oh god is that what this is about

Bruce: Jason, there’s nothing I’d like more in the world than to kill the Joker, but unfortunately, I can’t

Jason: what, because of your principles?

Bruce: no, because whoever kills the Joker becomes the Joker

Jason: ……excuse me

Joker, tied to a chair: it’s true!! I got to be this way by killing the last guy :D

Jason: you what

Joker: oh hey I know how to explain it!!

Joker: you ever see that movie The Santa Clause? it’s just like that :D

Jason:

Joker: ehhh honestly my memories are pretty fuzzy, I’m not sure what stuff I did and what stuff the last guy did

Jason: oh god

Joker: but hey don’t let this interfere with your plans!! if you wanna kill me go right ahead

Jason:

Joker: seriously, if you wanna kill me, just kill me 

Jason: 

Joker: please kill me :D

It feels incredible

You reach for your dream, and the stars alight in your eyes and your heart shines with joy and excitement and you become a true divine being, and then you turn around to look behind you at the people shaking their heads at your joy, and you realize the only appropriate response to them is "Fuck you. How dare you try to prevent me from reaching this joy."