I Got This Very Bad Idea.

I dunno. I'm not sad. I'm actively dying. Let me have my favourite flavour of f-ed up, please. That's my favourite flavour and it gives me joy.

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idk what this means, but I guess I leave it here.

There's no more cheese left in those puffs💀

Eh-he

SUI JOKES, BUT IT'S WHOLESOME HERE, I SWEAR!

my girlfriend gave me a gift! a handmade doll that resembles me in a way. the cutest thing I've ever received tbh. why? she made it herself! the details are on point, she even put glasses and a little rope in it's hands(our in-joke). I carry one irl for fun and giggles. we joke around about it to keep unwanted people away. it's kinda effective.

wait a second: imagine him going after joker in "unborn" style (moment in a hospital/elderly home when a patient twisted body goes after someone on all fours screeching)

Jason is the camera man

So I’ve seen some posts going around about a ‘Bruce adopts Danny and everyone thinks they’ll finally have a normal family member—Danny is very not normal’ and here’s my late night take on it.

Or

Danny batfam au where they batfam tries really hard to keep their vigilante ass-kicking nightlife a secret from danny because he is ‘the only normal one in the family’ this becomes a problem however when danny gets kidnapped.

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The batfam all work together in a deeply serious family meeting to save their boy. After hours of combines their brains together they come up with a plan that will effectively save danny from joker, kick joker’s ass, and also make them look really cool while doing it.

So they bust in that warehouse, guns blazing, explosions fading in the background, a gust of dramatic dust covers the air

Batman steps infront of the rest of the team and demands to the blurry figure somewhere in the distance, “Where is Danny!”

The dust clears–they expect bad guys pointing weapons meancingly at them, they expect a cackle of a wicked clown amused at whatever plot he had planned coming to life, they expected a terrified boy perhaps tied somewhere likely siting in a chair that joker could present to the bats as a way of taunting them.

The dust settles–they observed their surroundings looking around and realize that, there are few new facts to be added into this ‘defeat the villain, get the bro, happy ending equation’

There is decidedly no weapons being pointed at them: In fact, all of the henchmen are already knocked out and tied up.

There is decidedly no evil laughs being echoed their way: In fact, the only noise that isnt coming from them is a light scritch scratch of a pencil

And there is decidedly no terrified little boy, there is a Danny however and he seems to be doing alright–actually scratch that.

Danny is doing wonders for the situation he’s in right now: In fact–

–Danny is sitting criss cross applesauce on-top a knocked out tied up Joker doing his algebra homework

The small blue eyed boy looks up at Batman's voice and visibly brightens, “Oh hey guys, I was wondering when you’d show up.”

Jason says with the utmost of comprehension, “...what.”

“So hi, I’m kinda new to gotham so sorry about beating these guys up, I think they’re villains? I dunno, anyways if you could take care of these guys while I call an uber home that’d be great.”

Danny sends them a blinding smile which would've been adorable if there weren’t a massive pile of bodies he were casually walking away from.

As Danny nears the exit he looks over his shoulder to the baffled group of vigilantes and blinks

“Oh yeah one last thing,” Danny rubs the back of his neck nervously, “Could you guys not tell the Waynes about this.”

Damian speaks up for the rest of his frozen family, albeit hesitantly, “I do think they have already been alerted of your kidnapping.”

“Oh no that's fine.” Danny starts nervously, “It's more about me being the… fighter… in this situation. I was just adopted by them and they seem really nice, I don’t want to scare them away being all grrrr im a scary monster boy and i love to hurt people argh.”

“I don’t think they’d think you're a monster.” Tim adds quietly

“Eh, tell that to my birth parents–they went psycho on me. Like evil scientist psycho, it was not as awesome as the movies make it sound, having scientists for parents.” Danny says bittersweet as he admits with a shrug

There is a moment of silence as the batfamily reevaluate the adoption file that states Danny’s family before they passed were very good people–albeit a bit excentric.

Dick blurts out, “Where did you learn to fight?”

Danny sends him an anxious chuckle, “I actually started when I was fourteen–my town always ran into some trouble so I had to step up. It’s part of the reason I moved here actually. I really don’t want anything to do with that hero vigilante life anymore…” The boy puts his hands together in a pleading motion, “So please don’t tell The Waynes!”

Bewildered at the situation as a whole they nod in a daze

The boys eyes widen at their easy agreement and he grins, “Thank you so so much! I’ve got to go now, it’s way past my curfew. but you’ll probably see me again next time I get kidnapped–I’ll make sure to put in a good word for you guys with my family bye!”

And just like that Danny slips off into the night leaving behind a family who were so sure they finally found a normal addition to their pack.

Jason sighs looking forlornly at the spot Danny had previously been standing, “You could just never pick the just semi-mentally healthy normal kids could you?”

Bruce groans pinching his the bridge of his nose

Apparently, you can boop yourself.

Totally legal, no registration and SMS needed.

chilling on my father's pants like he owns them. my father says: damn cat! shedding its filthy fur everywhere😡. he only asks for food! I'm so fed up with his bs. Why does he shit so much?

and my father, whenever he barges into my room carrying our cat like a baby: look! look! he made /insert cute thing/ while /insert any action/🥹

what do you do when you start to feel like a sugar/trust fund baby????

help. me. please.

it feels wrong.

😭😭😭😭😭

I don't even remember them.

and they just do this.

imagine receiving 1000 + dollars from a person you don't remember. like wtf??? wtf are you doing? I'm thankful, but like... why? for what??? I'm confused. I don't remember getting presents for no reason. I'm not fit for a trust fund baby role. I'm literally the family's greatest disappointment. I can't spend money left and right like a sugar baby(even if i have enough money for that). I'm literally the opposite. why are they giving me money? I feel distressed about it. I'm gonna cry.

and like I don't do anything special

why do strangers keep giving me presents?

help. I really don't know what I do wrong in life.

he used dark magic to get in.

don't worry!

he is punished with love and affection.