Krrt: Why do you rub your eyes?
Steve: Idk. To refocus them I suppose
Krrt: Re— what now?
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Rachel: Howdy me comrades I just want to say daddy moi adore ya fucks
Krrt: -softly- what the fuck
Steve: -whispers back- i dont know about this one either
Irwn: Ignore her please. Apparently she drank concentrated caffeine from the lab
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Rachel: -dying screech of stress-
Steve: mood
Irwn: You can understand her?
really is so strange and ew how white feminists think that any kind of sexual attraction or erotic expression towards women is inherently oppressing women lol like y'all are weird and scary I hope you know that dysfunctional sexuality is not a political position
Logically, I know that when League found out about Billy, he proceeded to act super mature and even manage to be the bigger person. However, if I was ten and a bunch of adults I trusted started yelling at me, I would start crying.
Bruce finally caves (heh caves) and asks Danny about the cookies, only after scowling at Danny and his plate of cookies for an hour 5 minutes trying to figure out what this meant so he wouldn’t have to ask.
All Danny says is something about him having finally perfected the recipe and wanting to share the results, Bruce takes this to mean that Danny created the recipe not just followed it.
There is now a folder on the Batcomputer dedicated to collecting evidence that Danny might be a young alternate version of Alfred, it’s existence is of course hidden from Alfred.
Alfred knows about it anyway of course but lets the boys have their secrets
Bruce had just started to trust the new member of the Justice League, a 14 year old ghost king named Danny Phantom whom had helped save the planet on multiple occasions.
Just started to trust that he could leave the maybe ancient forever 14 year old with his kids in HQ when he was busy.
Just started to trust he had absolutely no intention of interacting with his family besides hero work.
So when danny came into HQ with a steaming pile of very familiar, very delicious cookies that tastes exactly like the ones he had 40 minutes before arriving, he knew it was inevitable.
Meanwhile, danny is wondering why batman was staring him down while sneaking a few cookies into the inside of his Cape.
Oh well, at least he finally perfected the very confusing recipe clocky gave him with a mischievous smile.
Soz it's a bit confusing, I'm very tired rn and my vocabulary is not vocabularing rn but u get the idea
don’t mind me just plotting
When Alfred does his desire to ensure those under his care are well? That desire, that need? Is more than enough, that plus the ectoplasm in Gotham. He forms into a ghost in the Infinite Realms. This happens a few years before Danny opens a portal. More than long enough for Alfred to have grown into his strange new existence.
So when he heard of a stable portal to the living realm? Well he was curious. Did it lead to his dimension? And then well, he went to have a look. And found a young teen. Who looked so like Bruce. Who felt such a need to look after that which was his. And he couldn't help but need to look after the boy. In only a few short weeks the boy was already so tired.
This just would not stand! Absolutely not! so he left the portal and checked on his new charges house. And it was barely fit for anyone! So, he did what he always had. He took charge of ensuring the place was clean and orderly. Ensured their was good, safe food available. And ensured his new charges would be as well as they could. And if that included beating the idea that ghosts were sentient into Master Danny's idiot parents head? Well. That would only help him tell them sooner!
Young Master Danny was a stubborn young man. But that was hardly a surprise! He gave in, in the end. Alfred's cookies always won in the end. The prospect of safe food and a safe house? Worked wonders. Now, if Alfred could just figure out if this was his home dimension or not... Alfred could only give so much support after all. Only give so much advice. An experienced hero would be a better mentor. At least Master Danny was allowing him to help tend his wounds now.
Danny was aware of DC comics and a huge fan so when he was unceremoniously chucked into the DC universe (probably the work of Clockwork but maybe some random ghost he was fighting) he fanboyed. Hard.
Just Danny realizing where he is and causing chaos, maybe its intentional maybe not, but chaos is happening. Probably not actually putting people in danger, I think he’d be more like Nite-Mite than Bat-Mite but maybe his is a nuisance.
Sometimes I pause and wonder why I like childhood friends to lovers tropes so much especially when there’s mutual pining involved and both of them kinda just not saying anything but still not dating/sleeping with anybody else either even when they think they have no chance. and that’s when I remember I’m Demi-aro and ace no fucking wonder I like that trope, its almost as if it’s the exact situation in which I would ever be in a relationship but nope I have not a clue why I like it, none at all.