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night-fallz · 3 years

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Jason Todd x Avengers Crossover

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Unexpected (part 2)

Two days have passed since Clint was saved by Jason. And for some reason, he still can't get the vigilante out of his mind.

Natasha teased him about it but he knows that if she sees Jason in action, she would be intrigued as well.

The way he fought was mesmerizing. Every bullet that was shot was so precisely aimed that the wounds weren't deadly.

Sure it knocked them out, but they weren't gonna die.

That form of marksmanship was only earned through years of hard work. And Clint's worked with Bucky enough times to know that Jason somehow predicted the next move of the attackers, aiming at the non-lethal body parts.

He has a feeling that Bucky and Jason would make an incredible duo.

Which is why he needs them to meet.

Clint doesn't usually do this but the more he thought about the bucket-wearing vigilante, the higher his list of questions got.

He took out his phone, leaning against the couch as he searched for the man that saved him.

vigilante wearing red bucket

He scrolled through google trying to find a decent article on the guy.

After thirty whole minutes of barely finding information, Clint wanted to throw his phone across the room. So far, all he's figured out was that Jason's territory was in Gotham and that his vigilante name is 'Red Hood'.

Which was... creative in a way?

At least it wasn't 'Red Bucket' or 'Bucket Head' or anything like that. It was definitely better than 'Green Arrow'.

After another failed search, he decided to finally give up. There was nothing about Red Hood. All the articles were mainly about Batman, Nightwing, a restaurant place, and a Robin!

He groaned and put his face in his hands. He doesn't care about those overrated heroes, he wants to find out more about Red Hood.

The guy was so cool... he wonders why there were barely any pieces written about him. The few sentences that he's read about the vigilante almost always depicted him in a bad light.

Which was honestly unfair.

He stared at his phone, contemplating on whether or not he should ask Natasha.

On the positive side, he knows that the assassin would have information on Red Hood. Natasha has information on everyone.

But...

Clint didn't want Natasha to tease him even more! If she keeps up with the sarcastic comments then the other Avengers would be curious. And curious Avengers meant nosy people.

He felt himself shiver, really nosy people.

He swears that if he had a sister— older or younger, they would act exactly like how Natasha was acting right now.

He could practically imagine the smirk she was wearing on her face when she picked up.

"Hey, Clint." she casually greeted, "How are you?"

He refrained from gritting his teeth, "I'm doing good." he paused, eyes closing as he took a breath in, this hurt to admit. "I need your help."

"I know."

"What do you know about the Red Hood?"

"The Red Hood?" she hummed under her breath, "Let's see."

Clint heard her moving things around, then he could distinctly hear the noise of paper being flipped. "Do you just have documents of random vigilantes lying around your room?" he couldn't help but ask. "Is this an assassin thing?"

Does Bucky do this too?

"I'm getting you the information you need." she reminded, "How I keep track of the data I have is none of your business."

"Okay, okay." he surrendered, a smile making its way onto his face. "But why don't you just keep it on a computer? Wouldn't that make things easier for you?"

She ignored his question, "Red Hood is an excellent marksman," she stated. "He made his debut as a crime lord by showing a bunch of people a duffel bag filled with the heads of notorious criminals."

Clint let out a whistle, "That is an intense introduction. He's even better than I thought he would be."

"Yeah," Natasha agreed. "He's easily one of the most dangerous and capable vigilantes in Gotham. In a matter of months, he's managed to bring crime down Crime Alley by at least fifty percent. Something that Batman himself, couldn't do. His methods were vicious, but they worked. Extremely well. He's killed a lot of child molesters, human traffickers, and rapists."

Even though Natasha couldn't see him, he tilted his head to the side, biting the inside of his cheek. Clint could care less about what methods Jason used. If they worked, they worked. And it's not like those criminals didn't deserve it. It's just-

Killing takes a lot out of you. Especially when you're young. Clint would know.

He had no doubt in his head that Jason was an incredible fighter. Not to mention that he was also huge— in both height and muscle.

He can see why he has a majority of Gotham fooled.

But, for about a minute, after they won against the ninjas, Jason removed his helmet in order to get a breath of fresh air.

A mask might've been covering his eyes, but Clint's been in the vigilante business for years now. He remembers clear as day, just how young the vigilante looked under the sun.

When Clint first started, he was thankful that he had Natasha to talk to whenever things got hard. Whenever he felt guilty for taking someone's life. No matter how much they deserved it.

Hell, he's still thankful for Natasha now. Without her, Clint would probably be dead. His body found bleeding out in an abandoned area, a neat row of scars on his thighs and arms.

He hopes that Jason has a friend like Natasha. Someone who'd be there for him no matter what. Someone who'd remind him that he was worth it. That he was loved.

Cause if not, then there is no way that the kid is okay.

Natasha's sharp voice interrupted his thoughts, "That was a few years ago. As far as I know, he doesn't kill anymore. The farthest that Hood would go now would be to permanently cripple someone. And even then, he would only do that when the person did something unforgivable."

After a few seconds of silence, Clint opened his mouth. "Is that it?" he couldn't help but question.

"Nope," Natasha admitted. "But it's all I'm willing to tell you."

"Fine then," he smirked. "Keep your assassiny secrets. I got more than I expected anyways."

"What did you get yourself into, Clint? Why all the sudden interest in him? Why all the sudden interest in a vigilante in Gotham?"

He knows that Natasha was just looking out for him. She was worried. "Do you remember a few days ago when I was saved by this Jason guy?" he asked.

"Yeah? You've been talking about him nonstop. He saved your ass and you gave him your number." she paused before adding, "Your private one."

He nodded, "Yeah. Well, he's the Red Hood."

"You're kidding."

"Nope. I searched him up and he had the same costume and everything."

"And he actually said that his name was Jason?"

"Yep." he tried to casually say, "It's probably cause Jason's a popular name and stuff."

"Maybe." Natasha hesitantly agreed, "But anyway, since you gave him your number, I think you should know that I've always wanted to meet him so if he texts you soon..."

Her voice trailed off and Clint couldn't hold in his sigh, "Yeah, yeah. I'll arrange a meet-up or whatever."

Her voice automatically brightened, "Actually?"

The corner of his mouth lifted, "Sure. But I wanted to introduce him to Bucky first."

Natasha made a shocked sound of betrayal, "Wha- but Clint!" she whined, "I'm the one who's asking. Not him."

"I know."

It took everything in him to stop the laugh from escaping his mouth.

Complaints about how unfair Clint was being made their way onto his ears and he relished each and every one of them. It wasn't often that he had something Natasha wanted.

Revenge was sweet.

After a few minutes, he let out an incredibly fake gasp. "Sorry, Natasha. I gotta go. I have a kitchen emergency."

"What the fuck, Clint." she demanded, "You don't even know how to cook. Remember the omelet incident? What emerg-"

He hung up.

Clint's definitely going to regret ending the call later. He knows it.

But right now, he could care less.

He has something Natasha wants, so she won't murder him.

... hopefully.

He hopes that he runs into the vigilante soon. Jason was cool and pretty fun to talk to. Clint definitely won't mind fighting at Red Hood's side once more.

They worked really well together.

While they were fighting, he knew that Jason was gonna have his back. He knew that Jason wasn't gonna let him get hurt. It was weird, considering that was the first encounter he's ever had with him.

He doesn't know when Jason is gonna decide to use his number, but he hopes that it'll be soon.

He has questions. And whenever Jason was ready, Clint hopes that he can answer.

Starting with the one that's been clouding his head; why did the Red Hood stop killing?

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notes:

okay, I didn’t expect to write a chapter this soon. but reading all the comments you guys left on the previous chapter motivated me. to be honest, I didn’t expect this fanfic to get as many hits as it did.

I don’t know when I’m planning on posting this chapter but right now, my goal is to write as much as I can.

I also don’t know exactly how busy my sophomore year of high school will be, but I feel like it’s better to be safe than sorry. Especially if I make the school volleyball team.

I finished writing this chapter on August 8th, and I have tryouts on the 9th through the 11th from 4-6 pm. (wish me luck!)

like always, please, please, please, leave a comment. i love reading them and they just motivate me so much! Whenever I get author’s block, I just re-read them and they help so, so much. If you don’t wanna leave a comment, that’s fine. If you liked this fanfic, please hit that kudos button though.

and if you just wanna chat or if you want to request any ideas or prompts, just message me here.

ooh, and if there’s anything specific you want to read in this series, please tell me. It never hurts to have any extra ideas. plus, I really want to make this fic more enjoyable for everyone.

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thedailyimagines · 5 years

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Imagine being a mutant on the YJ team.

So this is a crossover imagine between X-men and Young Justice. Enjoy!

Y/m/a = Your mutant ability

Warning for explicit language

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Being a mutant in a world that hates them isn’t easy. Y/n had seen too many stories in the news about anti-mutant rallies, mutants being assaulted and sometimes killed in broad daylight, and how nobody wanted or was willing to take a stand for them.

Sure, there were the X-men, but they weren’t doing much to fight back against the violence. They were just providing a safe place for mutants and fighting back when they absolutely needed to. The Brotherhood was fighting back, but sometimes they took things a little too far and made matters worse.

But it wasn’t the two mutant teams that bothered y/n. What bothered them the most was how their teammates talked about mutants, how none of the Justice League seemed to care what was happening to mutants, how every time they saw a mutant being harassed or hurt y/n was told to let it go because ‘it wasn’t their problem’.

The others didn’t know y/n was a mutant. Their mutation was y/m/a, but y/n passed it off as regular metahuman powers. They were lucky enough that nobody questioned it, but their attempts to learn how the YJ crew felt about mutants made y/n pissed.

Kaldur didn’t seem to have a negative opinion on them, M’gann and Conner seemed to feel the same way. Zatanna didn’t talk about mutants unless she was pulled into a conversation, Wally joked about mutants half the time, Artemis and Rocket seemed neutral about them. Dick just went with whatever Batman said about mutants (which was to leave them for the Mutant Response Division).

It wasn’t like they were outwardly saying anything negative, but their lack of reaction towards people getting hurt was what angered y/n. Mutants were people too, so why weren’t they helping them?

Once after a mission where a mutant was hurt, y/n asked Batman why they weren’t allowed to help mutants who needed their help. The only response from the caped crusader was that mutants weren’t the League or YJ’s area of concern.

<—>

It was just supposed to be a simple mission. Almost like a group bonding between mentors and their protégés. Most everyone had a mentor of some sort (y/n was following Black Canary since they had no mentor). Bad guys were getting their beat down, good guys were avoiding injuries while dealing them out, a typical mission. All was going well until y/n overheard an arrest order.

“Put your hands in the air!”

“Please, we didn’t do anything!” Glancing over from their position, y/n saw a woman and child cowering in front of an armed MRD officer. The duo was obviously terrified of the man but none of the heroes were doing

“You’re mutants, that’s all that matters. Now hands in the—urk!” The MRD agent was lifted in the air by his throat, y/n glaring angrily up at him.

“They didn’t do anything. Leave them alone.” The members of the YJ and the Justice League ran over to the suddenly aggressive team member.

“Y/n! Let him go now!” Y/n gave the agent one last glare and tossed him to the ground. He took off running in the opposite direction of the group. The mother and child gave y/n a quick ‘thank you’ before they left for a safer place.

“He was trying to arrest those people, just because they’re mutants!” Robin spoke with a calm tone, trying to calm his teammate down.

“That’s his job y/n. I don’t think-” Y/n cut the boy wonder off before he could finish his sentence.

“They didn’t do anything! Why should they be arrested for something they are?!?!” Black Canary tried to step in now.

“Y/n-”

“He’s part of the MRD. Do you know what they do to mutants when they’re in the facilities?” The group was silent, not wanting to answer and reveal that they did know. “They torture them, run tests on them, and if you’re deemed too much of a threat? Nobody hears from you again!”

Kid Flash approached y/n slowly with his hands raised. “Y/n, I understand you’re mad. But mutants aren’t our problem right now-” Before Wally could finish speaking y/n cut him off.

“How the fuck are they not our problem?!?! They’re people too, they have lives just like us!” How could they not want to do anything? Were they really so shortsighted that they didn’t want to help people who were different?

“Why do you care so much?” This comment tipped y/n over the edge.

“Oh I don’t know, maybe because I’m a mutant too!” The whole group was silent with shock now. It was Artemis who spoke first.

“...You’re a mutant?”

“Mutant and proud. Got a problem with it? Why am I asking, of course you do.” Batman finally stepped in, addressing everyone in a no-nonsense tone.

“We can talk about this out of the public. And you have some explaining to do—”

“No.” The negative answer caught the caped crusader off guard.

“What?” Y/n had an angry look on their face, and repeated themself.

“No. I’m done pretending like I don’t care what happens to people who need help. I quit.” Y/n turned away from everyone and started to leave.

“Y/n wait—” But they were already gone, leaving behind the group of heroes.

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bigskydreaming · 5 years

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AU where Dick and Jason realized early on that their differences were actually all due to the same problem, one they had in common: Bruce is an ass. And so instead of continually butting heads, they agreed to call a truce and not let Bruce’s continued status as an Ass come between them. Allied against the Ass.

And thus they actually had a good sibling relationship, with Jason going to Dick when Bruce’s Asininery grew to unbearable levels, because GOD could Dick relate, and no way would he betray his little bro by letting Bruce know where he is or let him see Jason before Jason was good and ready. Because if Dick had had a Dick-like buffer when HE was a teenager butting heads with Bruce in very similar ways, their own conflicts would likely never have grown to the point that they did in canon, and cause a split as deep and long-lasting as the one between Dick and Bruce in canon was.

And maybe when Jason was grown enough that it was time for him to step out of Bruce’s shadow and adopt his own new identity, make room for a new Robin, he and Dick become partners.

Only Jason being Jason, flat out REFUSES to be the Flamebird to Dick’s Nightwing, the natural other half of that duo, because Flamebird is a terrible name Dick, fuck you, that’s why. It’s LAME.

Except Dick being Dick, flat out REFUSES to be something other than Nightwing, because he already picked it and is established and he LIKES it and everyone who knows anything about that name (even if its just other heroes who know Clark or Kara well) knows that Nightwing’s partner is supposed to be Flamebird, anything else will be WRONG, god, Jason, you’re the English lit snob, WHY DO YOU HATE SYMBOLISM??

And so finally they settle on a compromise that works for both of them: they’ll BOTH be Nightwing and Flamebird. They’ll take turns, switch off roles.

Dick’s pleased because a) he gets his way and he’s a shit like that and b) aww his little brother really DOES love him, he’s willing to be Flamebird even some of the time so they can be a proper team, because they’re family, they’re brothers, and that’s more important than pride to both Dick and Jason even if they’re both so obviously prideful that this isn’t always evident.

And Jason’s less obviously but still equally pleased because a) he didn’t totally cave, he resisted the power of Dick’s unapologetic guilt trips which is no easy feat and really it’s just the principle of the matter, principles are very important to Jason except when they’re not, he’s a shit like that, and b) aww his big brother really DOES love him, its so obviously important to him that he invite Jason into this identity that matters so much to him as a symbol of his independence, him being his own man separate and apart from Bruce, its a family thing, a brother thing.

And then they’re both pleased for an entirely different reason, the reason being that they’re both little shits who fucking love mischief and chaos in counter to Bruce and Batman’s rigid order and control. Oh, the glee once they realize the havoc that their constant switching has on villains and criminals.

Because see, its not that hard to tell that they do it. Jason’s much bigger and broader than his acrobat older brother by this point, they have entirely different manners of movement even though they know all the same fighting styles, all the same gymnastics tricks. Their differences in size and center of gravity and muscle mass make it impossible to do everything the same, even if the moves are identical. Not to mention Dick physically can’t NOT run his mouth incessantly, whereas Jason’s quite content to stick to some well-timed cursing and catchy threats as punctuation for his beat-downs.

So its common knowledge that sometimes Nightwing is Nightwing and Flamebird is Flamebird and sometimes Nightwing is Flamebird and Flamebird is Nightwing except really doesn’t that still mean Nightwing is Nightwing and Flamebird is Flamebird even when Flamebird is Nightwing and Nightwing is Flamebird?

You see where this might begin to become confusing for their foes and hard to keep track of.

Especially since the Brothers Batty have gotten GOOD at compensating for their obvious differences, they crouch wherever possible in order to mask the difference in heights, they use shadows to obscure muscles and proportions, and they know each other well enough to mimic each other’s patterns and type of speech and banter when its for a good enough reason, like say, fucking with their bad guys’ heads. Like the order of prioritization goes Pride -> The Principle of the Matter -> Standing Firm Against Bruce’s Asininery -> Brothers -> Mischief and Mayhem.

See, its not that they don’t have clear priorities, its that their priorities aren’t immediately obvious to normal people aka non raised by the Goddamn Batman, that Emotional Toddler That We Nevertheless Desperately Seek Approval From, Ugh, Why Are We Like This, Why is HE Like This, Oh Right, We’re Like This Because HE’S Like This, Ugh FUCK BATMAN.

Point being, its not always easy to tell them apart in combat, let alone distinguish which one you’re talking about.

And sometimes after a long week of patrolling Dick and Jason just kick back at home and replay the audio from their stakeout and resulting beatdown of the latest cabal of supervillains to try and set up shop in Bludhaven, cackling with glee as they listen to their targets ranting about those two damn Birds breathing down their necks.

See apparently, the Boss is really mad about an op Nightwing busted up the other night and one of his suck-up subordinates was like ‘Ugh yeah, me too, Boss man, he totally ruined that meet I was trying to set up with a couple of Gotham Rogues for you’, and then someone else is like no you nitwit, not THAT Nightwing, the OTHER Nightwing, the big one, the first one! You’re talking about Flamebird!

And then someone else would be like shut up you dumbass, the first Nightwing is the SMALLER one, the one always running his mouth, everyone knows that! The big one is Flamebird! Y’know. Except for when he’s Nightwing.

And then someone else is like, that doesn’t even make sense, why would the first Nightwing be the smaller one, he was FIRST, obviously he’s the older and bigger Nightwing and what are you talking about anyway, the smaller Nightwing isn’t the one always running his mouth, he’s the angry one who says the really fucked up shit that makes you wanna crap your pants cuz like I fucking kill people but that shit is DARK

And then the Boss is like “EVERYONE SHUT UP! Alright. Look. There’s an easy way to settle this: Are we all talking about the Nightwing that hits harder than he kicks or the Nightwing that kicks harder than he hits?”

Which is when someone’s like “Well Flamebird’s definitely the only who hits harder - “ and it all starts up all over again.

Meanwhile, at home, Jason and Dick are on their sides, trying not to bust stitches they’re both laughing so hard.

And don’t even start with the times people hire Deathstroke to kill Nightwing. Because first Slade has to clarify. He’s like: “WAIT. Which Nightwing? Cuz I’ll only kill one of them, the one that’s really - usually - UGH FUCKING HELL - Look I’ll kill one of them but the other one’s off limits. So it depends on which one you want killed.”

“And they’re like, well which Nightwing is off limits?”

And Dick and Jason REALLY get a kick out of the audio of what THAT devolves into. (They’re in the rafters of the warehouse the meet is happening in the whole time. This is just too fucking good to bust up any sooner than they have to. Slade looks hilarious when he’s frustrated).

Meanwhile, back in the Batcave, a highly confused Bruce is listening to the same audio, Barbara having sent it to him in order to keep him from doing something dumb like storming off to Bludhaven the second he heard Deathstroke was in town and pissing off both his eldest two because CLEARLY, they do not need his help.

Tim and Damian have no idea whether to sympathize with Bruce over their brothers’ refusal to take this situation as seriously as they obviously should be, or to just find it fucking hilarious.

Cass and Duke aren’t hindered by the same need to be Team Bruce ever or by weird and arbitrary standards of professionalism, so they just find it fucking hilarious. Their older brothers are the best.

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eileentothestars · 6 years

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Today I am going to kind of review but mostly scream about Batman ‘66 Meets The Man From UNCLE because it makes me happy. Yes, I know this comic came out like two years ago but I don’t care and you can’t stop me, so either strap in or scroll past, kids. No knowledge of either show required. Spoilers ahead.

So ‘60s Batman is famous for being a camp fest, but The Man from UNCLE did that too; the 1965-66 season started to slide into light camp and even did the whole two-part-episode-separated-by-a-cliffhanger thing (”Alexander the Greater Affair,” Parts 1 & 2) several months before Batman debuted and made it legend. But it wasn’t a one-way relationship. When Batman proved a monster hit, MFU cranked the camp up several notches to try to siphon off some of their success.

In other words, this is a perfect choice for a crossover, even if the timing of this comic’s release (early 2016) makes me think they only did this in response to the 2015 MFU reboot movie.

So the comic revolves around a mysterious agent of THRUSH, the evil organization UNCLE frequently went up against, recruiting several Batman villains for some nefarious purpose, and you know what that means: STUPID DEATH TRAPS GALORE WHEEEE

Once again Illya is given reason to despair of heterosexuality.

The villainess there is Olga, Queen of the Cossacks. Her captives are, of course, Napoleon Solo and Illya Kuryakin, the men from UNCLE. If you’ve never seen the show, that’s okay, the comic helpfully pilfers the opening sequence from the very early episodes to introduce them to you.

Olga takes a liking to Illya based on the fact that they were both played by actors who are clearly not Russian and lets him go... as long as he promises to kill Napoleon. Illya is very happy to go along and semi-pretends to smack Napoleon around a bit.

Well he wasn’t THAT happy about it. But what would either of these shows be without blatant innuendo?

Skipping ahead (do I even need to tell you they escape?), Batman and Robin have their own near brush with death at the hands of the Penguin, who admits he was working with THRUSH. Thankfully for the Caped Crusaders, their butler Alfred just happens to be an old friend of Waverly’s, and both sets of characters finally come together at a fancy-pants soiree at Wayne Manor.

1) I love the fact that Alfred and Waverly were army buddies

2) I need to talk about the art for a second. It’s mostly pretty good, but then you get weirdness like the above.

For the uninitiated, Alfred was played in the ‘60s show by Alan Napier, who was 6′9″ to Adam West’s (Batman’s) 6′2″. And yet somehow here he’s the same height as Waverly, who was played by Leo G. Carroll. IMDb says Carroll was 5′10″, which I suspect is an exaggeration, but regardless, Alfred should be TOWERING here.

Now this panel seems a little more accurate in terms of the height differences. (Robert Vaughn was apparently about 5′8″, making him Burt Ward/Robin’s height, but again, this is from IMDb which is a lying liar so idk anymore). Clearly the artist knew what the actors were supposed to look like, so I really don’t know wtf was up with Alfred there.

Speaking of weird artistic choices, there are some artist’s notes included in the back of the book as a bonus feature.

“handsome but generic” lol ouch

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Um pardon me but what universe is this artist living in that he thinks that sweater is “frumpy?” Lana Turner could walk into a malt shop and get discovered in that sweater.

ANYWAY back on track.

THRUSH’s Bat-recruits crash the fancy-pants soiree to steal a science doohickey. Said recruits include some relatively minor villains from the ‘60s series, like Siren, Egghead, Sandman and Mister Freeze, as well as characters who never got a chance to appear on the show, like Scarecrow and Poison Ivy. Ivy has a southern accent for some reason, but it works, so I’m not complaining.

The attack leads to this fantastic panel.

So now our heroes have to figure out where the bad guys took the science doohickey and what their ultimate plan is. The Bat-clan and the UNCLE agents hold a video conference to compare notes, which Robin is super hyped about because VIDEO CONFERENCE IN THE ‘60S YOU GUYS

Wow wait what the sh--

Never let Napoleon run a Skype chat

So UNCLE has discovered the bad guys’ hideout is off the coast of Monaco, with the help of a random lady named Blanche (she of frumpy sweater fame). See, part of MFU’s shtick was that some innocent bystander--usually a woman--would get dragged into the mission du jour and help our heroes resolve it. That element really gets shoved to the sidelines in this comic, and that’s fair enough. We already have a lot of main characters running around. Blanche only shows up for like three pages, but it’s long enough for Bats to give his unsolicited opinion.

Surprisingly, Waverly’s response is not “Yeah well you bring an underage boy in hot pants on your missions so stfu.”

So off to Monaco we go--and yes, an ersatz Princess Grace does show up, thanks for asking--only for everyone to get captured and dragged to an undersea base. There we finally discover our main villain: Doctor Strange (not that one... though now I want that crossover too), a THRUSH agent who got into Arkham Asylum as a psychologist in order to determine which villains would serve THRUSH best.

I mean she’s not wrong.

Basically Hugo Strange’s plan is to slowly brainwash all of our heroes into becoming his pawns so they’ll help him achieve world domination. His brainwashing methods look suspiciously like the Bohemian Rhapsody music video, anachronisms be hanged.

NEVER LET ME GO (LET ME GOOOOOOOOOOO)

FOR MEEEEEEEEEEE *vigorous headbanging*

Okay this post is already way too long so let’s wrap up. Our heroes manipulate the Bat-villains a bit, pointing out that Strange only sees them as subordinates, which hurts their egos enough that they’re willing to team up with both dynamic duos to defeat Strange.

Side note: Batgirl is in this comic and she is amazing.

Look at her kicking the heads off Ivy’s plant men like a BOSS

A hundred feet under the ocean and outnumbered seven to one and she’s still ready to throw down. THAT’S MY GIRL

And you can probably guess the rest of the story: heroes triumphant, villains defeated, and there is also a giant octopus involved. So if you were disappointed in the ‘66 Batman movie where Penguin mentions having a trained octopus but never shows it to us, I hope this will heal the octopus-shaped hole in your heart.

So anyway, that’s the comic. I skipped over a whole lot of cool stuff so please buy it and also both of these shows and also the Batman ‘66 comic in general. One day I may do a post about Batman ‘66 Meets The Green Hornet too because it is actually EVEN BETTER

#dc #batman #the man from uncle #i may have gone a little overboard on this #i just love batman '66 and mfu okay #batman '66

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damian-lil-babybat · 6 years

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Yay everyone! We’ve finished the first series of our beloved duo!

Just a few of my insights that I want to expand:

The whole Super Sons’ run did felt like it revolves around Robin. Damian, after all, is the main instigator to make sure that they accomplish their missions. However, all the moral and development of their adventures centered on Superboy. Jon is the one pushing for the mission to end on a good tone, so both of them could go HOME.

This is important, for both of them, since the two had been looking for a place to belong. With Damian, it is finding his identity on the world outside the mask; and for Jon, it is finding his calling to the world of capes. Which in retrospect, being dominated by their respective fathers (Bruce Wayne dominates the modern world to a tee, while Superman is the go-to standard bearer of the supers and metas).

Another is how Jon brings out the fun and wonder of their mis/adventures. The positive to Damian’s negative. But when all things considered, every time something goes south and haywire, Damian could look Jon in the eye and say that everything is fine, with all the conviction in the world, since they are better. Robin is so obnoxiously confident to the point that Jon has absolute trust in him.

Jon might be the cheerful kid, but when he has doubts, he always finds his way to Damian.

So this bromance is canon and valid. Fite me.

Their relationship is warm and wholesome, that it soothes my grudge for DC’s stripping a huge bulk of history to my favorite characters and even erasing a lot of their legacy and legacy characters.

With Super Sons ending, here is the list of comics that I am excited about, to fill the void that is Super Sons until August:

Detective Comics, Justice League: No Justice, and Flash Wars, [Heavy spoilers ahead)]

Detective Comics (2016)

At first, Batman’s story is confusing since the first story has new people as protagonists that I don’t care about when I started (Gotham and Gotham Girl) so I was procastinating with Detective Comics. But wait for the ending. Just wait. I’m crying. The Batgirls together, Cass being ‘there’, Timbo being okay-ish which is more than I can ask for, and seeing Batwoman having a steadier stand in the Bats.

But more importantly, is this!

Also please give me a moment for Tim. Let me just say that Rebirth is a tragedy to Tim. He was killed, imprisoned, his partner and mentor died (Bruce), his Robin title taken, his team gone, his best friends wiped off existence (Conner and Bart), and with his direction leading to a future-Tim straight out of his worst fears…his happiness is well deserved.

Justice League: No Justice (2017)

Wow, just wow. It comes after DC Metal but you don’t need to know what craziness happened there before you could read this series. All you have to know is something bad happened, which led to something worse, and spiraled into the below negatives pronto. There is just overload of the cast of heroes and villains, but even so, the narrative helps me get into their character without burdening the plot. You just need to read that very small print but overall…this is exciting! I think there are three authors here, but nevertheless, it works (maybe because they check each other that during the writing process that it just flows right into action).

I feel bad because I can’t help gleefully getting hyped every time an astronomical turn of events ruins our heroes’ chances…let’s name it Amanda-Waller-should-die-in-a-ditch…but it’s just so dire and the consequences just piles and piles into a mountain-load of odds against them. And it’s just soooo awesome. Because I know they will succeed and I will be there pining for my heroes when they saved the universe again. This tension is the thing Super Sons lacks…but SS is targetted to kids so it’s okay, I guess. And it has Damian, so yey!

Flash Wars (Flash 2016 Annual, Flash (2016) #39-45)

Okay. This one needs a lot of personal rants. I mean really. You know how Rebirth has been silent on all the lost history and bulk of the legacy characters being gone out of smoke? With all the DC current line up being self-aware that there are missing pieces…but no one is willing to address it because they forgot? I get it, like how are you going to fix something you don’t even know existed? And every time these inconsistencies came up, I have my heart in my throat, being reminded of that one giant hole of absence and emptiness it represented.

Remember that one time in Super Sons of Tomorrow when Clark can’t remember Superman-Conner? Or that time Bat-Tim asked Red Robin to apologize for him to Conner but Tim can’t remember? (I know it’s mostly Conner, but I’m biased here, ‘kay? K)

And this is where Wally comes in. He shouldn’t exist. (Flash: Rebirth Annual)

This is so precious because it’s possible for them to be back! And I somehow projected all my grudges towards DC to him, because he can do it. The kids are gone! The kids! All the families have lost their loved ones and they can’t even grieve because they don’t know what was taken from them! But Wally knows. He felt it. It’s really painful to watch him break down.

He is confused and in pain, and he just wants everything he had fought from the very beginning to be back. Like fudge it! Barry placating him also makes sense since he’s been there in Flashpoint, and JLA has a long list of bad records of changing the present as a bad idea that never ended well for anyone (exhibit a, Booster Gold in Batman #45-47).

But I don’t want Wally to be placated…because, he’s me. I want him so much to be the exception. To succeed. You know its a screw-up but the results may as well be worth everything in the world.

I realized a pattern to what I like in DC. Give me any story about DC family fighting for and helping each other, and I’m sold. A lot of people are daunted by the massive archive of history of DC Universe, but if you take away their history, you take away their story. And I am here to stay for the story.

I know that the comic industry is hitting a big market slump from the sales. But let’s support this industry. Because I just want my heroes to have a home. TT v TT

After two years of Super Sons I would like to say thank you. Being in tumblr makes me feel less lonely. The likes and the notes and messages are something that made happy and helped me to become productive.

My country does not have much of a market for American comics. And I already gave up on having legit copies due to financial reasons. I don’t know if I could maintain the blog once classes start, but here’s hoping for the best. “ ^ ” )/

#blog #rant #kurit blog

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thelittleredheadedmusician · 7 years

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Snacks and Stakeouts

Day 3 of Batgirl & Robin Week is Stakeout! So please enjoy the dynamic duo that might’ve been but thanks to new52 never will be: Nell and Damian. Tagging @super-batgirl cause she asked so as not to lose the rest of my fills for the week to the void that is tumblr. As per usual this can also be found here on my ao3. Rating: G Words: 1,048 Gen

Nell shifted, stretching her legs out in front of her on the slightly warm roof. The slight movement caused Damian to glare from where he had been sitting completely still next to her for the past two hours. “Can I help you Robin?” Nell drawled.

“Be quiet Batgirl, it might be your first stakeout but I was assured that Brown, Gordon, and Cassandra had trained you to handle this sort of thing,” he spat back.

“No names in costume,” Nell singsonged. “And Nightwing, Oracle, and Black Bat have trained me in conducting a stakeout properly. Something you seem to need a refresher in since you’re talking too. And forgetting the golden rule.”

Damian grumbled. “I can’t believe I’m saying this but I actually miss Fat-girl.”

Nell raised the night vision goggles to her eyes and scanned the warehouse they were supposed to be monitoring. Still nothing. “I’m sorry I’m not Steph,” Nell mumbled, fiddling with the goggles settings.

She felt Damian stiffen beside her, she glanced toward him out of the corner of her eye. With the domino mask it was hard to read Damian’s expression but she could make out a furrowed brow and the tight line of his mouth.

“Batgirl,” he started. “Nell. I did not intend to offend or upset you. These… personnel changes, have caused bad feelings amongst the family in the past and I do not wish to continue that tradition. While I do miss the rapport I had working with Brown as Batgirl it does not mean I do not want to work with you. Building a good partnership takes time and effort, both of which I’m willing to put in. I am not always the most personable and I realize that so I ask that you bear with me during this early period of our working relationship.”

Nell blinked at Damian. “That’s- that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

“Yes, well…” Damian started and trailed off.

Nell threw her arms around his neck, startling the boy wonder. “Thanks. I’m excited to be the Batgirl to your Robin too.” Damian gave her a small smile and surprisingly hugged her back.

He quickly released her and shrugged her off. “Now. We have work to do,” he turned back to the warehouse, raising his own goggles. They sat in companionable silence, staring at the building for a while longer. Nell eventually began to grow antsy again. She shifted and rearranged the way she was sitting so her legs were tucked in cross-legged, pulling out a small baggy of goldfish from her utility belt as she did so. Nell began munching on her snack as quietly as possible, although she still managed to draw Damian’s attention.

“Must you?” he spat.

Nell shrugged. “It’s late, I’m getting hungry,” she whispered back. “Would you like some?”

“-tt- Of course.”

Nell smirked and passed Damian the bag. He took a handful into his green glove before passing the baggy back to her. She poured a few into her own gloved hand before tossing them into her mouth. “So do you think this stakeout is actually gonna pan out tonight?” she asked before popping a few more fish into her mouth.

“With your incessant chatter there certainly won’t be,” he looked at her with a barely discernable raised brow.

“Oh c’mon Robin! I know you that you know whether or not us sitting here is going to be effective and I’ve known you knew since we got here so don’t deny it that I know you well enough already to know when you know something,” Nell crunched on a fish smugly, a smirk curling up the corner of her mouth.

Damian blinked at her. “I have no idea what you just said.”

Nell giggled and shook her head. “Neither do I.”

Damian snorted and soon the two were both laughing quietly, Nell spilling her goldfish onto the roof.

“This is going to be a bust tonight,” Damian said, once they managed to quiet down.

“So we sat on this roof into the now wee hours of the morning for jack?”

“They man we are investigating is not named Jack,” Damian retorted with a smirk. This caused Nell’s laughter to bubble back up.

“That’s not what I meant you know it!” She managed to get out as she tried to catch her breath. Nell’s sides hurt from laughing so hard and her eyes were watering.

“Hmm… I believe that your exhaustion is addling your brain, Batgirl,” Damian smiled. An actual genuine smile which had Nell gasping.

“You have emotions!” she widened her eyes and clutched at her chest dramatically. Damian snorted and rolled his eyes. A large black shape landed in front of them, looming over the two teenagers still sitting on the roof.

Nell straightened and looked up at Batman, who smiled down at them. “Came to say that you two can call it a night. We got the guy down by the South docks.”

“-tt- You had to come tell us that in person, Grayson?” Damian grumbled as he got to his feet, reaching out a hand to help Nell up.

“I was enlisted to pick up ice cream from that place Red Robin and Black Bat like before heading back to the cave for game night. Thought my Batgirl and Robin could help with that,” Dick beamed at his not-so-little-anymore brother and the newest member of the “family”, Nell.

“That sounds grea-” Nell’s reply was cut off with a yawn. She gave a quick shake of her head in an attempt to ward off any further yawns and gave the Wayne boys a slight grimace. “On second thought, maybe I should just head home.”

“You’re more than welcome to stay at the manor,” Damian gave her a small smile and Nell returned it.

“To help build our working relationship?” Nell asked.

“And our friendship,” Damian mumbled towards his boots.

“So what d’you say Nell? I mean, Batgirl. Steph is gonna be disappointed if you don’t. Not to make you feel obligated or anything though,” Dick said.

Nell shrugged. “Why not. I haven’t done anything but sit here all night so I might as well.” She grinned and Batman and Robin grinned back. With that the three fired their grapples and swung off into the night.

#dc comics #batgirlandrobinweek #batgirlandrobin #nell little #batgirl #damian wayne #robin #dick grayson #nightwing #batman #writing #own writing #my fic #the batgirls are better than you #batbros #darn you n52 and all the missed opportunity of this pair!

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What is the Real Deal with Mr Parsons?

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You know that I talked about the underrated cartoon The Cramp Twins before, quite frequently in fact. It seems like it's my duty to go into detail with this show if no one else will. But even then; they're still some aspects I've yet to touch upon; whether it be the characters, the setting or the production history. One of those things I'll be discussing relates to one of its supporting characters, Seth Parsons.

For those unfamiliar, Mr Seth Parsons is one of the remaining swamp folk of the fictional town of Soap City. He lives on the only patch of swampland in the city, with his wife Lilly and family of six kids. He works by farming the land but he's also skilled at wood carving, handling creatures, magic tricks, acrobatics, comedy, he even has his own plumbing business to support such a big family. But what he's best known for is sharing his infinite wisdom of the swamp with his son Tony and Lucien Cramp. He's an overall handyman who cares about the swamp and his family, and the best father anyone could ask for. But what if there is more to this man than he lets on? What is he's hiding from Soap Folks? Could someone who's a great family man be so suspicious? Join in as we unravel the clues to what is the real deal with Mr Parsons?

The swamp people have this saying; which translates to 'the deeper you go, the more you know'. To better understand the deal with Mr Parsons, we're going to have to look at the episode 'The Bad Seed'. For those who aren't familiar, this episode talks about a masked outlaw who once terrorised Soap City. I've discussed this episode before in my list of the best Cramp Twins episodes, but I didn't go into detail about it so not to spoil the crucial plot points. But now I want to use this chance to put those plot points into perspective. Though I do encourage you to watch the episode before you could read this article. Anyway, the Bad Seed was a juvenile delinquent who wore a mask to hide his identity along with his accomplice Little Hat. They were a dynamic duo who caused trouble by disturbing the peace, that is until they were caught and unmasked.

By the end of the episode, it was revealed that the bad seed turned out to be non-other than Lucien's ancestor who looked exactly like him. And Little Hat was Seth when he was young.

First of all, we see that Mr Parsons had a checkered past as one of Soap City's former criminals. It shows that even back then he had a connection with the Cramp family. We learn that Seth once had a rebellious side to his personality, back when he was young and did not know any better. Though if Seth and the Bad Seed were anything like Tony and Lucien, could it be possible Seth committed these felonies to stand up for the rights of the swamp people and revolt against the totalitarianism of the Soap people? Even though some of the crimes he committed have become tamed, could it be that the bad seed was a misunderstood anti-hero? Like a western version of Robin Hood, who knows? Seth even stole a page from the City's records which shows him being unmasked. Though he admits he took it because he likes how he looked in the picture, rather than keeping people from knowing about his past.

Which begs the question, how has Mr Parsons been alive for so long? You cannot say that it wasn't that long ago, because there's evidence that proves otherwise. As its shown, the Bad Seed was alive sometime during the old west. It's also indicated that he did this when Soap City outlawed wearing odd socks under penalty of hanging. So how could he have possibly survived all these years and not look so incredibly old? We have ourselves a conspiracy theory here people.

The swamp has had a fascinating echo-system, but who would guess that one of its inhabitants would be the most intriguing? I'm willing to believe that Seth's vast knowledge and wisdom comes from living for hundreds of years. Despite this, he appears to still be agile and was able to have children. Now The Cramp Twins was always grounded in reality, and yet Seth was one abnormality to be walking among the neighbourhood. Could it be possible that Mr Parsons was cryogenically frozen for many years, or maybe he has a special swamp herb that keeps him alive, or here's a crazy thought he might have used supernatural forces to gain immortality? Alas, we never got an answer, and fans of the show are still wondering to this day. I can't say for certain that my speculations are true, as I've yet to contact any of the crew members regarding this. But surely the people behind this show could have given us revelations for Pete sake. [UNSOLVED]

One thing is for sure, that Seth Parsons is the character who drew us into the history behind Soap City, the swamp and the people who inhabit it. The fact that he has a dark past and the mystery around him make him a complex character. If only we had clarification on these backstories, as well as Seth's. Leave me a comment on what you think is the reason Seth has been able to live for so long. With these entertainment companies exploiting people's nostalgia, I think The Cramp Twins needs to have a proper conclusion. If you're a fan of the show or you just want it to tie up the loose ends, please contact Cartoon Network Europe or m4e in demand for it to be revived. Go to social media sites and type the hashtag #bringbackthecramptwins. Or you could sign this petition here:

https://www.ipetitions.com/petition/bring-back-the-cramp-twins

With your help and support, then this speculation will be put to rest.

"And we can have forever" "And we can love forever,""Forever is our today".

"Who waits forever anyway?"

#the cramp twins #cramp twins #mr parsons #Seth #swamp people #folk #cartoon theory #conspiracy #speculation #past #deep #backstory #mystery #father #bringbackthecramptwins

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