Okay okay okay
But just imagine himbo no brains Bruce Wayne being absolutely positively adorably and flirtatiously giddy at being invited!
Finally! A place he can be smart as Brucie, donate money and it’s a competitive game!!! Also also hi Alfred!!! Look look I’m on TV! And I’m not even Drunk!!!!
He gets one phone call and starts sweating bullets: I should call Tim but I don’t want the other kids to feel left out 🥺
Other guest: how could you possibly know that!?
Bruce, smiling wining and bouncing a little: ….
hyper-fixation….
Guest : on six different subjects!?!
Bruce: I have like…. six kids your point? Also dinasours are cool 😎 (cannon he like Dinos)
The internet/Gotham/high society thinking about how he runs out to hide every time something happens, flirts but doesn’t actually take anyone home (they noticed) and is constantly scanning the room:
ohhhhh he’s autistic
The kids: … your not wrong… but they way you got there is flawed
Ugh. Can you imagine how annoying it would be to watch Jeopardy/have a trivia night with Bruce know-it-all Wayne
Dear tumbler
There’s this trope I don’t know the name of but have been super in love with recently.
So essentially- a fan dies and wakes up in the book they love (but not a self insert) !
I’ve read a few on Tapas and love it!
If anyone knows what that’s called please leave a comment I’d really appreciate it!!!
Sincerely Lanterns :)
Tag me pls this is great
Part one
Out of all the things Jazz was proficient in, motorcycle riding was not one of them. Decent was how she would describe herself. She knew how to drive them well enough to drive fast and not crash into things, but she was nowhere near a bat's level. No fancy tricks, jumps, or maneuvers for her on this thing. It didn’t help that her recent mode of transportation was a more spooky presence.
Jazz zipped down Gotham's street on her stolen bike, Red Hood gaining behind her on the batbike. Taking a left, she let out a whistle.
Jazz passed a bar maneuvering around a drunk pedestrian that had wandered onto the road.
Red Hood drew up next to her on her right, and she took the next left. He overshot the turn and went down a parallel street.
Taking another left, she went down the ramp onto the gothams main highway. She let out another whistle. Come on, she wanted off this bike.
Spoilers purple bike zipped onto the highway with Red Hood next to her.
Great, now there were two of them.
"I could use some backup." Jazz barked.
"I'm on your sixth," Dani answered, "and I brought a friend."
In a review mirror, Jazz spotted the green frame of Cujo's giant form catching up to Red Hood. She didn't see Dani anywhere, but the young halfa could be flying invisible.
Cujo plucked RedHood off his bike by the scruff of his jacket. The canine skittered to a halt, and Jazz soon lost sight of them over the next bend in the road.
"Cujo pin." Dani commanded the ghost dog.
A yellow bike jumped down from an overpass, and Jazz swerved on to an exit to avoid crashing. Spoiler pulled up beside her as Red Robin joined the party on her other side.
Red Robin turned into her, and she had to take a turn to avoid crashing. She felt like they were herding her. She increased her speed and pulled ahead of the vigilantes.
"T I could use some guidance here."
Sam answered, "Take the next right."
Jazz did, her shoulder protesting at the hair pin turn, "Why are you answering?" Spoiler missed the turn, and Signal took her place, pushing Jazz to make another turn.
"T's busy. The hacker eating through his fire walls like they're potatoe chips. Go left, then ver right."
As Jazz did, Signal's bike slowed down to a stop and turned off.
Dani snickered, "Signal is gonna be out of the race. I took his keys."
Spoiler rejoined and, working intandom with Red Robin, ushered Jazz down a narrow alleyway. The two vigilantes slowed down to flank their quarry. Nightwing sat on the other end, and Jazz realized the trap she was in.
Damn it, they had been herding her.
She let go of the throttle, not willing to make a complete stop but also not willing to barrel in to the guy.
This was the kind of situation she was trying to avoid. Even with the training from Frightnight, Pandora, and Frostbite, not to mention the basic combat training from her mom, Jazz wasn't confident she could take a bat let alone three of them.
She mentality debated if diplomacy could be given a shot. Sure, she just b&r the batcave, but even in the current situation, she didn't believe that any of them were true villains. She needed the information on the thumbdrive before she made that decision.
She tossed the thoughts aside when she saw the dark silhouette with two pairs of glowing white eyes approach behind Nightwing. Jazz twisted the throttle. The bike snarled as it surged under her.
Maybe Nightwing saw something in his peripheral vision or one his comrades called out. He turned just in time to see the spooky horse clamp its sharp fanged mouth over the rear fender. It dragged the bike back. Nightwing had to jump off as the horse reared, thrashing its four front legs and lifting the bike completely off the ground.
Jazz shot through the opening. Tossing its head, the horse let go, sending the bike flying into a wall. As Spoiler and Red Robin passed, it kicked out, smashing a headlight on one and denting the other. It charged after them. It snapped at Red Robin, getting in between the bird and Jazz.
"Little sister, can you take the wheel?" Jazz asked as the horses back leveled up to her.
"Yeah."
"Guy's stick to code names. Tec thinks our coms have been hacked," Sam ordered.
"Seriously?" asked Dani. "What happened to 'they're good but I'm better?'"
"I was wrong." Tucker cried as the bike steadied from Dani posseing it, "I had to shut off everything to stop them."
Throwing a leg over to the other side, Jazz let go of the bike handle bars. She curled into a crouch and visually judged the distance and height difference between the bike and draft sized horse creature.
Was she really going to do this?
She jumped plenty of times on this horse before. But that was from the ground or in the ghost zone, where falling off didn't matter. Not speeding down Gotham at a neckbreak speed.
Taking a steading breath, she coiled her legs and sprung. Her stomach hit the side of the horse, and she hooked her arms over its broad back. She pulled herself up, bracing with one arm, and attempted to swing a leg over. Her shoulder gave out. She yelped, hanging haphazardly with one arm.
For one terrifying moment, Jazz thought she would fall. Then, her belt tightened and lifted with a painful pinching sensation on her lower back. She turned to see her horse biting her belt.
With its help, she managed to scramble onto its back. She panted, letting a shudder run through her as she laid on the horse's back.
She was fine.
Everything was fine.
Sure, she was facing the wrong way, but it was fine. Anything other than falling onto the road or crashing was fine.
Jazz lifted her head, and her gaze met BlackBat's. Briefly wondering when the bat showed up, Jazz straightened up into a sitting position. Looking around, Jazz saw that Spoiler and Red Robin had disappeared.
"Oh shit," Tucker gasped, "oh shit that's Batman. We're dead. We're dead. We're so- ouch."
Sam hissed, "Clam down, he hasn't spotted us."
"Are you guys okay?" Jazz frowned when they didn't answer. She pressed on her com, "Tec? Sponsor?"
"We're fine." Sam answered in a barley audible vioce.
Jazz spun around and caught sight of Wayne Enterprise, "My exit ETA?"
"One minute."
Jazz kicked her heels. The horse picked up speed, pulling farther head. "Come on boy, get us up that building."
Jazz threw her arms around the horse's neck, hugging it tightly as it lept onto Wayne Enterprise, running straight up the side of the building.
Blackbat scuttled to a stop at the building.
A grappling hook deployed. It hooked on piont way above Jazz, and BlackBat's bike began its ascent up the building. Spoiler and Red Robin were still nowhere in sight, but Jazz had a feel they where some where near by.
Windows and dark rooms blurred by as they raced up the building. As Jazz reached the building's spire, a green electricity crackled overhead, tearing a portal to the ghost zone. Jazz's horse didn't hesitate to climb the spire. With one power push from its legs, the horse jumped into the portal.
They landed on a floating asteroid. Jazz scratched her mount's neck. It leaned in to the touch, giving a happy nicker. "Good job," she maneuvered her mount to around and stared into the portal.
Blackbat stared grimly back at her.
"Remix, are you with me?" Jazz asked.
"Yeah," Dani answered. Jazz jerked and hissed as a tiny invisible hand toched her bad shoulder. "Sorry, what happened?"
"Red hood shot me. I'll be fine." Before Jazz could be pressed further about it, she called, "Sponsor, Tec, you guys clear?"
The ghost zone portal closed, and Dani became viable as they waited for a response. Jazz called for them again.
"Where fine," Tucker finally answered, "Robin almost got us when Sa-Sponsor knocked over a vase, but where fine. Met for hot chocolate?"
"Met for hot chocolate," Jazz confirmed. She took out her coms and offered it to her horse, "Here boy."
The horse turned it's head and took them. It munched them like they were fine oats and not ecto gadgets.
"I need to see a dragon about some makeup remover." Jazz said, taking off her wig and shaking out her hair. She couldn't believe that it stayed on through all that. She made a mental note to herself to never doubt Dora's costume or makeup skills again. The glamor on Jazz's face alone saved her more than she could say with Red Hood. "Do you want to come with me or go straight to the far frozen?"
Dani offered her own coms to the horse, "I'll come with. I haven't seen Dora in a while."
I desperately need the JL to not know what the hell is going on and never does!
Like the Shazfamily saw epic on interdenominational cable and everyone else is taking it so seriously!!! XD
Shazamily really liked the musical Epic, so they make references to it.
Switch(Eugene): *pokes Voltage with a fork * How does it feel to be helpless?
Voltage(Freddie): *uses a spoon as a microphone * A~a!
Switch: *hits again * How does it feel to know pain? I watched my friends die in horror.
Voltage: ✨~Aaaaaaa~✨
Barry: (@_@)
Lightning (Darla): So many heroes. So many tales. Give me one good reason why yours should prevail.
Ms. Marvel: *gestures at Superman* He’s got the mind of a genius.
Lightning: *starts dancing* Try harder~
Ms. Marvel: He’s pretty skilled with words.
Lightning: You can do better than that.
Ms. Marvel: He’s kind of funny?
Lightning: Ew
Ms. Marvel: *hits Superman on the shoulder* Never once has he cheated on his wife.
Lightning: *stops* Release him.
Superman: *doesn’t understand what’s going on*
Thunder(Pedro): *looks at the sheep toy that GL accidentally broke* You killed my sheep.
Hal: Oh, don't be dramatic, it's just a toy.
Thunder: My favorite sheep.
Hal: Dude?
Thunder: What gives you the right to deal a pain so deep.
Hal: Dude, calm down. It's just a toy.
Thunder: Don't you know that pain you sow is pain you rep?
Hal: *backs away and runs away*
Thunder: *flies after him in a T-pose*
Marvel: *with a bow without a string* Whoever can string my husband's old bow..
Batman: Husband?
Marvel:...and shoot through twelve axes cleanly. Will be the new king, sit down at the throne and rule with me as his queen.
Diana: What? Queen? Brother, what the...
Shazamily: (in chorus) Where is he?
Marvel: Waiting, waiting...
Shazamily: Where is the man who can string this bow? Woah
So your saying we should dump him on the British???? Hhhmmm
DP x DC prompt
Danny the new (unintentional) Gotham Rogue
Because of college, university or maybe a job offer, Danny is moving to Gotham. What he hadn't thought of at the time, is the high levels of air pollution and smog that block the view of the sky at all hours of the day. But he needs to see the night sky to satisfy his space obsession and he doesn't always have time to leave the city and with all the bats and birds around, he can't just fly above the smog blanket, without risking being discovered.
So he goes to Sam. She knows a thing or two about activism and can give him tips.
And Danny begins small.
But nothing changes.
So he goes a little bigger. Not much. Just a little to get noticed.
But this is Gotham. Who cares about a little smog? It's been like this for as long as they remember and they really have bigger problems don't they?
And so Danny goes bigger and bigger and at some point he crosses the thin line between normal activism and what is considered a Rogue in the eyes of the Gothamites.
For Danny this is normal activism still. Amity Park is a little weird, a little extreme for outsiders. Being liminal or half ghost screws with your sense of normal and hey, Danny just wants to bring attention to the smog problem.
At some point he meets Pamela Isley. Someone who is all for less smog in Gotham. Especially since some plants really need more sunlight and she just wants to make the world a little greener, you know?
So yeah. Danny has no idea that what he sees as normal is borderline Rogue behaviour in Gotham, even though he would just like to see the stars on a regular basis. Please and thank you.
Writing Prompt
Elrond misunderstands a cultural story dear to Lindirs heart and ends up gifting Lindir a chicken.
Lindir accepts the chicken thinking it’s a part of Elronds culture.
Comedy ensues.
Lindir discreetly try’s to get rid of the chicken by saying that the chicken should get to live with other chickens- Elrond buys him a second chicken.
so jean-paul and azrael are not a two-face situation. jean-paul got put through the System, a brainwashing program/implanted memory/weird AI thing, by the Order. it lives in his brain now. how much the system is a different consciousness and how much it's conventional brainwashing depends on what comics you look at, sometimes it convinces jean-paul he's azrael and sometimes azrael is a different guy in there.
jean-paul, when he isn't overwhelmed by the system, is a very nice guy with a lot of guilt about the things he's done and a drive to help people. not just in superhero ways, he was a pallative care nurse for a while. when he does do superhero shit, it's usually by wrangling azrael into being helpful, which has mixed results.
the Order would not be a fan of demons but jean-paul fucking hates the Order. however azrael would also not be a fan of demons so the Order doesn't need to get involved for him to escalate the situation with a flaming sword.
Nioce got it :) thank you very much
Not sure exactly how I’m going to use this in my story exactly but I probably will !!!
Ah I see I was mostly thinking of the cult being like hive academy.
Maybe instead of physical training they just taught him to be an excellent actor lolz idk just a funny fanfic prompt
You know I bet Tim with his Flying Grayson/Dick Grayson obsession as a kid probably found lost footage of the time Dick promoted a cult while brainwashed on national television
Hey everyone I’ve started this new thing! Walking for charity seems easy even if I’m lazy :( lol
Anyway they said to put this on social…. And I’ve really only got you guys so 🤷♀️ here you go! :)
Klarion joins in cuz it’s hilarious
They act like Sam and Tucker are reincarnated every few centuries XD
after he meets the JL ane becomes their ally, Danny pops down to Fawcett City to give Captain Marvel a presentation titled "Teen Heros Pretending To Be Immortal Ancient Beings Stick Together" subtitled "why you should lie to the JL and say you've known me for hundreds of years".
Billy takes one look at it and is immediately like "yes"
Jaskier as Taylor swift yes it makes total sense and I love it but also consider
Jaskier as Melanie Martinez
Can you even imagine the amount of weird stuff he’s written also just imagine passing Witcher’s hearing his music expecting another “toss a coin” or heartbreak song ect. And instead end up hearing “tag your it” or “strawberry short cake”
Just fucking “class fight”
\my one true love called me a monster\
Like oh fuck no !!! This bard that has made our lives better was called a monster!!! ... As a child!!! By someone he loved!!!!!
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