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im-totally-not-an-alien-2 · 4 months

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"Please stop asking how I got in here," the white haired kid said, annoyance laced in his voice, "All I want to know is if any of you can do detective work in the supernatural world!"

Constantine just barely opened his mouth before the kid turned on him, "Not you! You have terrible reviews!"

Bruce tensed as Lazarus green eyes locked on him, "How about you? You're the worlds greatest detective, right? I know you probably won't take gold as payment since Bruce Wayne is your sugar daddy, but I can offer up information on the Infinite Realms instead!"

Batman, calm and collected even as Green Arrow and Flash snickered from across the room, "Infinite Realms?"

Phantom grinned, "Is that an agreement? Cause Prince Psaro could really use your help. He has so many questions, and the answers may save his life. You want to save the life of a teenage boy surrounded by demons and monsters, don't you?"

Bruce stared at the teen, not looking away even with Constantine motioning not to agree, Bruce nodded.

And in a moment, they were gone. They reappeared in a grand hall with a ruby eyed teenager looking impossibly small from his place on the massive throne. Silver hair shined oddly in the light of the purples flames that danced in the sconces, making the boy seem more ethereal.

"Hey Psaro!" The white haired kid from before greeted, "I brought you a detective like you asked. Don't forget you have to teach me magic now!" The first teen vanished without a trace leaving Batman and what he now recognized as an angsty goth alone together.

As it turns out Psaro had many questions and offered to pay him a generous amount in gold each day.

Some of his questions include:

What kingdom was my human mother a princess of?

Why can't I remember key information from my childhood, such as my brothers very existence?

I was framed for the murder of all of the "Chosen Heros" loved ones. How do I prove im innocent before he comes to take off my head?

Why do Rose's tears shatter?

Is there a way to stop his younger brother from destroying the world without caging him or killing him?

Ect.

Bruce has his work cut out for him, but between the mysterious white haired kid popping in now and then to give him cryptic conversations, the team on litteral monsters he was given to defend himself with, and his access to royal libraries and vaults this might not be so bad

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doctorprofessorsong · 5 months

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More Destiel Fic Recs

Feast of the Assumptions by Amazonia_8 (Explicit, 19k)

I haven't laughed as hard at a fic since A Room of One's Own. When Dean agrees to host Thanksgiving despite his culinary skills beginning and ending at grilling a burger, he turns to the experts: a help hotline hosted by one of the turkey companies.

But he gets more than he bargained for when its Cas that takes his call. Before you can say butterball, Dean finds himself craving the enticing voice on the other end. But when have family holidays ever gone smoothly?

As I said, this fic is absolutely hilarious. I consumed it in a night, laughing hard enough to wake up my kid.

The Elevator Game by bexgowen, xfancyfranart @motherofdragonflies (Explicit, 88k)

A choose-your-own-adventure case fic must I even go on?? I will though. The fic is a thoroughly intense romp based on am urban legend. Your choices can lead you down any number of paths. Can you get everyone out alive and safe?

The fun of this fic is in part to read it over and over to see the subtle changes Your decisions make, but it's also a fun case standing alone. The other world is delightfully atmospheric and setting it in the divorce arc adds an extra layer of tense angst. It's a good time (for the reader, the guys go through it)

Salt and Rosemary by tiamatv (Explicit, 31k)

An ancient curse is coming for Dean - the result of a deal his mother made to save his father. On his 24th birthday, the curse will take his breath away. But Dean isn't going to take that lying down, especially because Sam will be faced with the same curse in a few years. So instead, Dean binds the curse, Castiel to him. But maybe the curse is exactly what Dean needed after all.

First of all, Curstiel is a delight so jot that down. He's dramatic and petulant and adorable. When you combine that with Stanford era Dean feels, the two of them make an unbeatable combination.

Despite some dark themes, this fic is so sweet and soft. It's an unconventional love story, but Dean and Cas are just deeply adorable in this fic. I found myself grinning at how cute they were.

The Crawling Dark by SylvanFreckles @sylvanfreckles (Teen, 16k)

Spooky season may be over, but now we are in family gathering and work event season which is the true horror. So if you find a need for a thriller as a break, this one has you.

A simple case fic, Dean and Cas investigate some missing hikers and uncover a new and terrifying creature.

This fic delivers a pulse pounding atmosphere with the claustrophobia of caves and the knowledge that something brutal is lurking in the dark.

To counteract that is a softness in Dean and Cas who are together but haven't yet had sex, and who are extremely attuned and affectionate.

Ungod by AmberXBoone, rezal @corrupt-touch (Explicit, 58k)

Some delicious blasphemy to keep you warm on those cold winter nights. Dean hates his job as an attorney (relatable) and especially hates his current case representing corrupt priests who have been stealing from parishioners.

That is until he realizes the one night stand he can't stop thinking about is one of the priests. Now he finds himself recklessly crossing ethical lines he can't bring himself to care about.

But how far will the corrupt priests go to protect themselves?

This one is a little bit thriller/mystery, but also a lot of horny, soft and sweet fun. Dean and Cas have a great dynamic (a profound bond even) and it's impossible not to root for them.

This Tainted Love You've Given by LazarusRose @lazarus-rose (Explicit, 17k)

This Stabfest fic has the most delightfully unhinged concept. Dean, a serial killer, meets a cute guy, hooks up with him, and then murders him. A regular night out.

Until his one night stand shows up at his door. Turns out Cas is an immortal witch now convinced he and Dean are meant to be. And, well, a serial killer and an immortal who can be killed just might be a pretty epic match.

These two are so delightfully unhinged and weird. It's a great concept done well.

This Blade for Hire by FriendofCarlotta @friendofcarlotta (Explicit, 20k)

Come for the really delightful adjacent take on the lore, stay for some delicious rare pair femslash. This stabfest fic gives the gays (me) everything they want.

Dean, Sam and Ava are a team. They hunt demons for a bounty from the angels with the help of Sam and Ava's special powers. Sure the angels are dicks, but the money's good and fuck demons.

Well, Dean made an exception for one angel, Cas. His lover and contact with Heaven. But Cas has disappeared without a word. So maybe he's a dick too.

But when Dean and Ava get tasked with hunting down Meg Masters, things get…complicated

The Man in the Rock by FriendofCarlotta @friendofcarlotta (Explicit, 7k)

Another stabfest and another FriendofCarlotta (overachiever xoxo), this little fic packs a hell of a punch. It's beautiful and devastating and soft.

Ever since he lost his partner, Cas, five years ago, Dean has struggled to figure out what shape his life should take. But he's finally decided it's time to remove the monument to his grief - a giant statue of Cas that sits in his garden. But when he makes one last desperate wish, will that same monument give him the very thing he's been dreaming of?

#destiel #deancas #destiel fic recs #destiel fic rec #deancas fic rec #deancas fic recs

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byghostface · 2 years

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I love that fact that Nika is a huge Talia simp xd, don't you?

Yeah! I love to imagine that Nika goes all starry eyes when Talia (and Ra's Al Ghul) brings the ninjas into the arena, watching her(and Ra's) effortlessly controlled the whole scene. Nika just wants to be a girlboss like her, and she DID take over Lord Death Man's empire later, she’s a Yakuza leader now.xD

The way she just looks at Talia once, instantly becomes a fan, then chooses to dress in the similar style of clothes, a leather-wearing, hooded cloak with a strip on the edge of the hem(Al Ghul's fashion?) in later issues… for me, Nika really is cute and childlike like a 15-year-old girl who looks up to the idol she admires, and felt connected with.

-[Robin2021#Annual / Robin2021#16 / Shadow war:Omega]-Artist: Roger Cruz / Roger Cruz / Stephen Segovia-

And I can't stop thinking about how confident and stylish Nika is. Like in the annual, she comes prepared in a skeleton attire(I'd like to think that she also had taken inspiration from her grandfather's cross-bone gloves), and requests to be Lord Death Men's apprentice. Now I feels like she is determined to impress Talia with her new clean fit too, to give a great impression to her ideas of mentors, match up their aesthetic(if she ever get a chance to show it).

-[Robin2021#Annual]-Artist: Roger Cruz-

To bad that Robin2021 comes to the end so soon(good ending actually), I'm not sure what things will the future writers pick up on Nika and continue her characterization, but I certainly hope that she could truly become Talia's ally, and it would be a little funny if she dating Damian but always takes Talia's side anytime.

Would love to see Nika bonding with other batfamily members too, especially the woman and girl members, cause Nika's own big sister is quite mean to her, and her mother looks really passive from the annual, it would be cool if she gets more great female roles to hang out and look up to.

-[Robin2021#Annual]-Artist: Roger Cruz-

And ngl I kind of want to see Nika team up with Rose, or interact with her again... Rose was so good to her(like a good big sister unlike her own), and I miss it</3 Really sad that she didn't make it into the final issue and have a beach day with the rest of the Lazarus kids :( (Need to see Rose's reaction after she found out Damian and Nika did have a thing, it would be so amusing, because she has been teasing them so much).

-[Robin2021#8 / Robin2021#9]-Artist: Gleb Melnikov / Roger Cruz-

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jasontoddssuper · 9 months

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Idk why but i've got ns///fw headcanons of my Outlaws lineup on the mind since i have them be a polycule pretty often(usually including my dc self-insert and my girl bestie's @moonage-gaydream since they're my romantic dc f/os but this time we're sticking to just canon ones since this is going in the public tags)so i'm posting them for fun!

For clarification,it's Jason,Eddie,Rose,Artemis and Kyle(plus Thaddeus but since he's a kid there's no romance between him and them) + Pro sh*ppers dni and minors don't either please!!

Artemis is a dom top exclusively(we been knew)but her s/os are all varying degrees of verses.Rose and Kyle are equal but Jason is dom leaning and a service top and Eddie is bottom leaning and started off as a brat until they tamed him(Jason especially)

Ironically,Jason himself was a huge brat towards Artemis and Kyle until they put him in his place and he was also the opposite towards Rose and Eddie,immediately both giving and recieving.Artemis pegs and Rose also loves penetrating but dosen't need a strap because while they're both trans women,Rose keeps her bottom half and Eddie is transmasc and does the same(Kyle and Jason are trans men too and fully transitioned,with Jason having gotten a big testostorone boost from the Lazarus Pit)

Jayeddie are eachother's favorite bedroom partners because of the whole 'childhood best friends who reunited after years of being torn apart to lovers thing' and were the first ones to sleep together.Artemis dosen't do lingerie but absolutely loves it on her girlfriend and demon boyfriend,as do Jason and Kyle

Rose is the one to initiate things most often because of her high sex drive and hates quickies because she believes sex should last at least an hour.Jason has a daddy kink but Eddie is the only one who calls him that(and he's dissapointed by it but won't admit it).Kyle's a huge fan of thrist traps and finds them more better than nudes(he's a very imaginative guy)

There was something of a love triangle between Jason and Kyle with Eddie as the target of their affections and they compremaised by double teaming him in both the fighting way and the sexual way to which he responded to with 'You could've just asked me out normally!' and his now boyfriends reasoning was 'Where's the fun in that?'

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nevernotnotnotting · 2 years

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im rewatching doctor who with my partner (they’ve never seen it, ive watched up to s9 but haven’t finished it and haven’t watched dw in years- I was obsessed as a teen tho)

we just finished s2 and ive come to the realisation that i hate it. i do not like it. its not enjoyable to me. love and monsters?? are you kidding me?? the fuckin 50s tv one?? the cat hospital?? like there are episodes that i think are objectively good that i just don’t enjoy (impossible planet/satan pit is fascinating, and there’s a lot of interest with the parallel world stuff) but overall i just really really /really/ dislike rose and ten together. don’t like it.

theyre insufferable, they’re not nearly human enough (like dw as a whole does treat a lot of serious stuff without gravity, but this season is atrocious for it - it’s like the second he regenerated ten went ah it’s all fine now!! im over the time war it’s fine (: never mind that his entire planet and species died a year or two ago for him), and everything that they have holding them together seems to be what happened when the doctor was a completely different person (ie before he regenerated). he’s important to her not bc of who he is now but bc of what they went through and who he was before he regenerated, and she’s important to him because she’s his only family since the time war.

they remind me of a couple who’s been married for like 5 years, but they got married while like they were in school or one of them was in the military or something and now that their circumstances have changed the only thing holding them together is the fact that they’re already together. like they love each other- but why? what do they actually love about each other? their history, that’s 95% of it. ive had this opinion for years about them as a ship, but frankly I’m realising this about them as any kind of relationship, platonic or not. i dont like them together and i dont think they’re good together or for each other.

also like- rose is 19 when they meet. she dropped out of school and works in a shop and dates someone she knew growing up. she experiences a lot more and grows up a lot during her time with the doctor, but she’s still at most 21 by the end of s2- she’s still a kid. like developmentally, she’s not full grown yet. she and nine work together bc their relationship is based on understanding that huge power imbalance, which is partly bc of how much older (and less traditionally attractive) nine looks, partly because she’s newer to the tardis, and partly because of how different nine’s attitude is to so much.

idk im glad to be up to s3 for sure. i don’t understand martha hate, i adore her, and i think most of her season is really good. i wish they’d spent less time having her moon (lol) over the doctor, i think it does both of them a real disservice, but she’s a great character and person and i love her arc and the series arc as a whole (i ship ten/john simm master Heavily so this should not be surprising but i do think that it genuinely holds up).

i just, i don’t understand why so many fans love rose/roseten/s2 when to me the whole thing feels like the writers had a really strong vision for s1, finished it, and went ah. didn’t think we’d get this far, have uhhh a werewolf i guess??? and then so many fans have such a negative opinion of martha & s3, when imo that’s when they wrestled the story back into something that’s really very narratively strong. like there’s dodgy bits and bad episodes (i am Not looking forward to lazarus or the pig people lol) but they’re bits and episodes, and even the parts that are dodgy can still be really enjoyable (i love the shakespeare code!! it’s so fun!! someone please either let martha smack bill for being racist, have someone else do it on her behalf, or just don’t put the racism in, but other than that it’s a really enjoyable episode). the daleks episodes are genuinely so good, and the family of blood, and blink???? and everything with the master??? sick as fuck. i love it. im so excited to enjoy the show again lol.

#nnn tagging conventions have changed since I was here last #if I tag the show will people get mad at me for tagging hate? it’s not hate I genuinely love the show #doctor who crit #martha Jones #imgivingyoutheposts #media criticism

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stellernorth · 1 year

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going to spoil this go ask malice chapter so skip if you want to read the book! some of the power of this chapter comes from the slowly dawning horror of realizing what’s going on.

This Chapter… it’s so fucked up, the premise. i think it would make a good little fucked up english class short story like the lottery or a rose for emily or the one with the innkeeper and cyanide.

faith manages to have a sense of humor about it, “welcome to the twilight zone can i take your order” which is damn impressive. i guess this is all the layers covering her she’s been talking about, in action. by the end, when she knows the whole situation, she seems to be more angry at others (ms jones) than upset or horrified or grieving, so that might help.

this is a chapter i think might be too graphic for buffy. they don’t really have kid vampires.

the idea of religious people protecting a loved one who’s returned as a vampire because he “came back, like lazarus” oh my goodness

and the final note of the chapter is faith trying to avoid jail, of course.

#go ask malice daily #post i made

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virtuouswhitehatorganization · 1 year

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Madame White Snake (Villainous Oc)

Name: Liu Bai Occupation: Supervillainess; Co-Leader Of League Of Langgan Ethnicity: Chinese Residence: Hong Kong Headcannon Voice Actor: Ming-Na-Wen (English); Kerygma Flores (Spanish) Love Interest: Dario Polo Sexuality: Straight Relatives: Liu Meng (son); Madame Green Snake/Quing (sworn sister) Age: late 20's (Physically); late 40's (Chronologically) Abilities: Master martial artist and hand-to-hand-combatant; Skilled assassin and swordsman; Weapon Expert; Immunity to most forms of venom and toxins; Enhanced endurance, agility, durability, reflexes, and stamina Long lived; Knowledge of Chinese alchemy Personality: She is a very cunning and slick induvial who knows how to get the better of her opponent. She is also very arrogant and proud of her skills as a martial artist. She is really playful and loves to toy with her perceived prey. She has a bit of a cruel side and loves to see her opponent be helpless in her grasp. As result, she is prone to taunting her opponents. She does have a noble side and tends to prefer not fighting children. She also will acknowledge those she considers her equal like Dario Polo. She tends to be very seductive especially towards him and that really sparked her attraction towards him. She has a strong love for him and wishes to corrupt him to the dark side so they can be a powerful couple. She also cherishes their son and tries to get to walk in his footsteps. She also has a strong sister relationship with Quing/Madame Green Snake due to their shared history together. She is one of the few people she can vulnerable with. She also gets mixed feelings when she finds out Polo had a previous marriage and relationship but takes it in shride as she gets interested in Pololina and tries to get to see her as a stepmother figure and act like a big sister to her brother. And also is interested in training her as a protégé. She also at times shows more concern for her than even her father does at times. She can be a stern teacher who will push those under her to the limits but at the same time will try to give them some leeway time. Background: She and Quing were both orphans were grew up on the streets of Hong Kong until they were initiated into the League Of Langgan where they both trained and honed themselves as assassins/warriors. They both rose up in the ranks until they were able to one day become co-leaders of it. They would also consume the elixir of Langgan which was grown in the Cave Of Langgan that was kept guarded by the order only to those they deemed they most worthy to drink from it. They also continued became members of the Black Hat Organization due to the organization's long ties with Black Hat. During their time as villains, Bai would have many encounters with the hero Dario Polo who would become her number one enemy despite having many encounters with other villains. During one heat of battle they were overconsumed with passion and they slept together which resulted in their son being born 9 months later. She would then keep it a secret from him for quite a while until he was twelve and she later found out he had a daughter from his previous marriage that he didn't know about but still became interested in the girl due to seeing potential in her despite her being a heroine. * She is based on Madame Hydra/Viper, Chesire, and Lady Shiva. * She speaks Cantonese, Mandarin, and English. * Her name is based on Legend Of The White Snake. * Although it's originated in Hong Kong, it has many ties with members around the world. League Of Langgan has inspiration from Hydra and League of Assasins. * She is based on the Asian babymama and Dragon Lady archtype. * She has ties with Lady Naga, Frostbite, and other assassin type villains. * The Exilir/Cave of Langgan is based on the Lazarus Pits. * She once faced off against Chi Sage's parents and will face off against him at one point. * She tends to not use guns seeing them as being not as fun. * She put her son in some of Black Hat kids programs. Created through picrew.me/share?cd=EpHhcjxmNh

#villainous #villainos #villainous oc #villainos oc

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liquid-luck-00 · 3 years

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Truth / Lies

Bio!Dad Bruce

Bio!Dad Masterlist ~~~ Ao3 ~~~ First ~~~ Previous ~~~~~~~~~~

Marinette slipped out of the apartment early the next morning. She ran through the city, the early morning air stung her skin, waking her up more with each step.

Last night was a whirlwind and she didn't let herself think about it. But now she was.

Three months, almost four.

She has only known she was a Wayne for four months.

If this had happened sooner. She shuddered at the thought, yet it still flitted across her mind. She would have married her brother had this happened sooner.

Would she have recognized Damian from the 10 seconds she spent looking at his photo that day. No, she wouldn't and that thought terrified her. If it happened before then, she wouldn't even know she had a brother.

Would Bruce have recognized her, maybe, but then again that was assuming he knew what she looked like. And knowing what and how this happened, they wouldn’t have even met until after the fact.

She didn't even realize she had made her regular circuit until she was back in front of their apartment building. She opened the door and made her way up.

Hopefully Tim was gone, and they wouldn't need to explain last night.

She opened the door and there was not only Tim, but also Dick, Jason, and Bruce. At the table was a statuesque Damian.

"How much did they get out of you?" She tentatively asked.

"They threatened to call Manhunter." Was his answer.

Okay they know nothing, but oh no, oh no, oh no. She sat next to Damian turning into statue number two.

"Mini, the two of you disappeared last night what happened." Dad tried to stay calm, but his patience must have been tested by Sol already.

"Two truths, one lie." She side eyed Damian.

"We were in Nanda Parbat." Damian started.

"We avoided one mind numbing wedding." Marinette continued.

"The order has a larger moral back-bone than the league."

"You two aren't seriously playing this game to stall, are you?!" Tim seemed close to a mental breakdown. Then again, he hasn't slept in a week, so them disappearing may be the straw that broke him.

"Nanda Parbat and the league are tied so 1 and 3 are true." Jason figured.

"I would agree if this wasn't the second time, they said they avoided a wedding." Tim sighed.

"But it doesn't add into any of the others." Dick added.

"This morning their excuse was they were avoiding a wedding." Tim supplied.

"The truths are 1 and 2." Dad spoke definitely.

"Care to fill in the rest of the class B." Jason scoffed.

"Mini looks down for a fraction of a second when she lies, and she didn't when she said 2. Leaving 1 or 3 as the lie. Damian doesn't have a tick but using what he said 1 is true." He explained.

"There is no way for them to make that round trip in such a short time." Dick thought aloud. "Unless the order is filled with magic users. Meaning it is possible. And kidnapping kids could count as a lower moral backbone."

"Okay, so you're right, but kidnapping isn't the reason the League has a larger moral compass." Marinette assured.

"Do we want to know why the League of fucking Assassins has a larger moral backbone than an order of supposedly good magicians?" Jay was the one to speak the question on everyone's mind.

"Well if not saying or attempting to stop marrying two underage people is any indication." Damian scoffed.

"I honestly think it was their idea in the first place." Marinette mused aloud.

"Please for the love of god tell me you two weren't the ones getting married." Tim finally put it together.

"We avoided one hell of a headache inducing wedding. What do you think." She confirmed exasperated.

In a second (4) Errors could be seen on the faces of their family.

"Mini how long will it take to get to the league with Kaalki?" Dad was the first to recover, but his voice was eerily level, scarier than his even tone as Batman.

"Instantaneously, but someone who knows it better should be the one opening the portal." She responded quickly.

"Give the glasses to your brother. Damian open a portal."

Neither of them put up a fight, doing exactly as they were told. Not 20 seconds later all six of them were back in the middle of the League of Assassins following a clearly pissed off Bruce Wayne.

Thank kwamii that everyone else seem to know exactly where they were going in this compound because she sure didn’t. She walked right next to Damian the entire time and they were both watching their fathers back.

Twist and turns one after another and they finally came to what she can only describe as a throne room. When she saw the piece of shit that is Damian's maternal grandfather once again.

"Ra's." Was all her father stated. It is no exaggeration when she says that the color drained from that man’s face. She apparently wasn’t the only one contemplating exactly what had gone down last night. And the inevitable reaction of her family. What she failed to notice however, but her father didn’t was next to him was the same monk, still there. "Name." He ordered.

"Su-Han." He still spoke with dignity, but fear crept into his voice and stance.

"What the fuck did you try to do to my kids." Bruce growled in that instant she stopped breathing.

"Holy shit did Bruce just..." Jason stage whispered to Dick. However, she still couldn’t breathe and just watched the exchange. If she didn’t know her father’s rule to not kill, she would think he would be about to kill both Ra's and Su-Han, but she did know that rule. She’s pretty sure her father my break it though.

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Bruce immediately was in a state of shock.

As Batman he had contingencies and plans in place for everything and anything. But this, this never was a probable scenario ever.

Once his shock faded, he saw red, he was absolutely livid. Children, his children, were almost married, for what. A feud that neither knew even existed.

"Mini how long will it take to get to the league with Kaalki?" His voice was dead even, attempting and failing to keep his anger in check. Thank God Hawkmoth was no more.

"Instantaneously, but someone who knows it better should be the one opening the portal." She responded quickly.

"Give the glasses to your brother. Damian open a portal."

Mini handed Damian the glasses, who immediately opened a portal. He walked through with his kids in tow, but he did not stray from his warpath. He found Ra's and another man, who wore the symbol on Mari's box.

"Ra's." Was all he said, knowing he had the man's attention the moment he entered. He showed no attempt to be bored. or uninterested. In fact, if it didn't seem impossible, Bruce would go so far as to say he was scared. He then looked over at the second man. "Name." He spoke again.

"Su-Han." He still spoke with dignity, but fear crept into his voice and stance.

"What the fuck did you try to do to my kids." Bruce demanded.

"It is not like you to visit." Ra's seemed to dance around his question.

"Why my kids?!" His voice rose and patience dwindled. So much so he didn't notice his two youngest slipped out of the room. While the older three seemed to be eating cookies and pastries, watching the show.

"Them being related was an unforeseen factor." Su-Han answered. "For there to be peace the two organizations needed to be unified."

"And both of you rubbed your cumulative two brain cells together and thought marrying two kids together is a valid response."

It was Ra's turn to speak. "Both of your children happen to be the next in line to command both respective organizations. Marriage was simply a contract between the two individual organizations to maintain peace. Although that failed to occur."

"Why did marriage come before I don't know, a god damn Peace treaty." He stopped to breathe.

"Given our history." Su-Han tried to make a point, but he didn't let him.

"You want history, I hear they have been around since the time of the Ancient Egyptians and the Ancient Babylonian Empires."

Both men stood there seemingly trying to formulate any response that could work. “Marriage was the most reliable method to promote unity between the two.”

"Bullshit, you both wanted something quick and easy." An explosion was heard in the compound, sending Ra's into a fighting stance. "You both wanted to make it their responsibility to keep the peace. And when it would fail you would use it as an excuse to return to fighting one another."

A full minute of pure silence when no one so much as moved drawled on. Until the doors opened, and in walked his children, as a fox and a horse with two Kwamii in front of them.

"Are you two the ones responsible for the explosion?"

They looked at one another, then back at him. Damian was the one who answered. "Yes."

"What did you four do?" He asked, although he only did so more out of obligation than curiosity.

"We may have destroyed all the Pools of Miracles." Tikki flew forward and answered.

"You destroyed the Lazarus Pits / Pools!" Was shouted by Ra's and Su-Han.

"Yes, so it's magic cannot be further twisted." Mari stood firm.

"And for the monks to stop using it to extend their lives." Damian added.

"Can I spite them now?" A cat Kwamii he never met before asked him.

"I should be more disappointed, but I'm not." He sighed. "Go on ahead."

"Pigtails your family is the best." The cat cheered. "Now for you two."

The best way to explain what he did was that he phased through each of their hearts and floated on back. The entire time he were a grin that rivaled the cheshire cat.

"Plagg, what did you do?" Tikki tentatively asked.

"What's the fun in telling you now. Plagg cackled. With that they all left, back to Paris. Never mess with his kids, because one they can God damn take care of themselves and two, he may not kill but he will supervise if even one of them is hurt.

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stxleslyds · 3 years

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On the topic of Jason having friendships after becoming Red Hood: How do you think Jason (assuming he's written properly, of course) would interact with Eddie Bloomberg/Kid Devil? Eddie was one of the few friends Jason had when he was still Robin, as well as a fellow vigilante (probably because Jason was Robing during an era where sidekicks were getting phased out). I'm assuming Jason didn't remember Eddie when he was revived with the Lazarus Pit, so what do you think would happen if Jason started to remember his old friend?

Hi anon! Thank you for the ask and sorry for taking so long to answer it, this question required me to do some extra research because even though I knew that Eddie and Jason used to be Pen Pals/Friends, I never actually read any other book with Kid Devil. I only read comics that include Dick and/or Jason, I hyper-fixate on them when it comes ro DC comics.

So, I will like to give a little context to their relationship, from what I was able to find Jason and Eddie only appeared together in one story from Blue Devil #19. If I am missing any other interaction please let me know! But in that issue Eddie and Jason are shown writing letters to one another and then teaming up! It's a very short story so I will actually put the pages here.

Back in the day Kid Devil didn't have any powers and he was just a normal kid in a costume just like Jason.

But now, Eddie not only has powers but his appearance has changed dramatically after he made a deal with Neron. He wanted powers because he felt that he couldn't help his teammates. All of this I learnt in Teen Titans (2003) #42, where Jason is mentioned as Eddie remembers his old friend.

This all happened before the New 52, and the Teen Titans issue previously mentioned came out in 2007 which means that Jason Todd had already been brought back to comics as the Red Hood.

Having said all that, I will now answer your question.

First of all, we don't really know what makes Jason regain his memories (or if he has regained all his memories), as far as I know it has never been actually explained. He started to remember Bruce because Talia talked about him and he remembered Joker and what he had done to him after he read on a newspaper that the Joker was roaming free in the streets of Gotham.

Because of those facts me (and many others) headcanon that Jason has to receive information or actually interact with someone or a place for him to get more of his memories back.

And because of that headcanon I think that maybe a good way to make Jason remember Eddie will be through Rose or Tim, because both of them were in the Teen Titans team with Eddie, and Rose even had a flirty relationship with Eddie.

So, now that DC apparently has Jason and Rose being in contact and they also have got the whole "Batfamily" thing going on (as per Robin #5), Rose or Tim could bring up Eddie in a conversation and that will make Jason remember his old friend.

I think it would be funny because Jason and Rose or Tim will have a different picture of how Eddie looks, so I guess that Jason will be surprised if he finds out how much Eddie has changed.

Maybe Jason and Eddie would become Pen Pals again after Jason reaches out to him again, maybe they could even hang out! What I don't see is them teaming up because I don't think their morals might be in tune, but I could be wrong.

I just remembered that Eddie is dead in the current timeline so, if Jason actually were to get his memories back from him then the next thing Jason would be doing is mourn Eddie, which is quite sad.

But! It would still be nice if Jason remembered Eddie because Jason needs to know that he had interactions with people other than Bruce and Alfred. And that's why I would also love to see Jason remembering Dick as he truly was, you know, because Dick was an amazing brother and he was so amazing that Jason went on a mission with the Titans to rescue Dick! And in that mission he shared experiences with various other heroes, he even entertained the idea of one day joining the Titans.

I don't know what else to say, but as a general thing I would really like to have confirmation about how much Jason remembers from his life before he died. He has been re-written a lot and various writers gave him several childhood friends that he recognised when he saw them but that's just because they were never seen before characters.

I hope I answered your question and that you have an amazing rest of the week!

#jason todd #red hood #eddie bloomberg #kid devil #lazarus pit #jasons memories

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im-totally-not-an-alien-2 · 2 years

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Okay, I just thought of an AU that's either very big brained or very unrealistic, but here we go-

If you're familiar with some of the newer comics, there's a character called "Respawn", who is a clone of Deathstroke (Slade Wilson) and Talia al Ghul, making Respawn Damian's half-brother. What if Danny was also a clone of Deathstroke and Talia? You could even have Danny be a clone of Maddie and Slade, if you go along the lines of a similar AU to the one that can be found on @batpham-discord-highlights from a while ago, which you can find here that Maddie had once been a part of or associated with the League of Assassins.

You can either have Danny be trained by the League for some time, or be taken in by the Fentons very early on. The former would mean he has more training, while the latter would mean he's uninformed, beyond the fact that he knows he has to die his hair. Slade's hair is usually white/really light blond, from what I can see, so if this really is the former (where Danny knows about his creation and his relation to Slade) then when Danny goes through his accident, and he has his white hair, he gets REALLY spooked.

But that also means that Maddie might see Phantom flying around and think to herself, "Oh that's one of Slade's failed/killed clones" or something along those lines. So she thinks Phantom's extra dangerous to her and her family, to Danny especially. And that's why she REALLY tries to take him down.

If this is an AU where Danny is Damian's half-brother through Talia, then that's where we could see some more action. Imagine if there's Danny, stuck in ghost form but unable to access his powers, running around, still kicking ass. Maybe he has a sword or weapon of some kind, and the Batfam are either in the area or find out and they immediately think: "Deathstroke has another kid???"

He's got the pale hair and the green eyes (Lazarus green, and Slade was in the League at some point) for it, after all, right?

So they're really concerned, especially since this kid looks pretty experienced. And now they're worried if this is another Joseph Wilson (Jericho) situation, or even worse, a Rose Wilson (Ravager) situation, or EVEN WORSE, a Grant Wilson (also Ravager) situation. Yes, depending on the child, the situation could be worse or better. And since Deathstroke is technically a meta, when they see Danny use his powers again, they think that he just inherited the metagene, only whatever he got was MUCH more powerful. And then later, if they find out he's actually a clone, they'd think that he was experimented on to be this powerful.

Basically, the Batfam are losing their minds, Danny is confused and just wants to go home, Damian may or may not be getting a half-brother (of which he has rather complicated feelings about), and Deathstroke wants to know this child is really his or not. In either case, he has no intentions of paying for child support. He's a mercenary, not made of gold.

Sorry for the long ask, btw XD But what do you think?

I think this is brilliant and you should definitely write it! I love Damian having a half brother and being salty about it. I also love the thought that Danny would find out about Slade and pester him. Not for money mind you, but asking about hi other siblings and how to contact them. He might also terrorize Slade into family bonding time.

Danny probably gets kidnapped by the batfam for interrogation but he keeps escaping them :)

#the alien answers #im imagining danny as that one picture of a racoon #the one with an evil smile and its widdle hands pressed together

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goodie-sam · 3 years

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HI YES I HAVE SOME THINGS TO SAY ABOUT TITANS SEASON 3 EPISODE 5 SPOILERS AHEAD

JASON SAYING BRUCE FOR FATHER WITH WORD ASSOCIATION AND BRUCE CALLING HIM SON

LESLIE THOMPKINS

JONATHAN CRANE CAN FUCK OFF

CURRAN WALTERS DESERVES EVERY AWARD

BRUCE TELLING JASON HE DOESNT HAVE TO WEAR A MASK TO BE HIS SON AND THEN FUCKING IT UP

JASON NOT LETTING ANYONE LOVE HIM OR TAKING THE TIME TO LISTEN

JASONS TRAUMAS

SUPERMAN NAME DROP

METROPOLIS NAME DROP

LEX LUTHOR NAME DROP

BRUCE AND JASON ACTUALLY TALKING

FUCK OFF JONATHAN CRANE

JONATHAN CRANE MANIPULATING AND DRUGGING JASON

RAS AL GHUL NAME DROP

THE LAZARUS PIT

JOKER KILLING ROBIN I DIDNT NEED TO SEE IT OR HEAR IT AGAIN

IM SUING WHOEVER DECIDED TO SHOW US JASONS BODY AFTER THE JOKER

FUCK YOU WHOEVER MADE THAT DECISION IM STILL CRYING

JASON JUST WANTING TO HELP ALL THE STREET KIDS WE LOVE IT

JAAON LET SOMEONE LOVE YOU PLEASE

BRUCE SAYING TO LEAVE THE NEW GIRL IF SHE LIKES CATS LMAOOO

THE ROGUES GALLERY VAULT

SCARFACE PUPPETT

TWO FACES COIN

THE JOKER CARDS

RAS AL GHULS SWORD

CATWOMANS GOOGLED AND WHIP

THE SCARECROW MASK AND FEAR TOXIN

JASON JUST WANTING TO BE OKAY

LESLIE TELLING JASON HE ISNT BROKEN

HE NEEDED THATS THANKS LESLIE

JASONS NIGHTMARES ?!?!?!

HIM SEEING DONNA WHATS THAT MEAN

BRUCE WAKING HIM UP

BRUCE DOING EVERYTHING DIFFERENTLY THAN HE DID WITH DICK SO JASON DOESNT LEAVE TOO

BRUCE SHOWING HE CARES FOR SOMEONE

JASON MAKING THE LESLIE BRUCE HOOKUP JOKE

JASON JUST TAKING DRUGS FROM A CRAZY PERSON WILLY NILLY

LIKE THOSE SCENES WITH CRANE GIVING JASON THE MASK MAKE ME UNCOMFORTABLE AND I KNOW THATS THE POINT BUT LIKE EHAT THE FUCK

JASON TODD LET SOMEONE LOVE YOU PLEASE

JASON SAYING ROSE AFTER SAN FRANSICO

JASON MENTIONING SAN FRAN

MOLLY SAYING HES CHANGED AFTER COMING BACK

THE FLASHBACKS WITH DEATHSTROCK

THE RECAP HAVING JASONS ATTEMPT

JASON SAYING HELL TELL CRANE EVERYTHING IF CRANE GOVES HIM THE FORMULA

CURRAN LOOKED EXTREMELY HOT THIS EPISODE IM SIMPING

LIKE MANS WAS A SNACK

HOW EASY IS IT TO LIE TO ARKHAM GUARDS LIKE JASON JUST SAID HE WAS WORKING FOR THE GOTHAM PD AND THEY BELIEVED HIM ???? THATS WHY YALL DONT KNOW ABOUT THE SECRET BASEMENT AND WHY PEOPLE ESCAPE SO EASILY

LIKE FUCK THE POLICE (EXCEPT DICK GRAYSON JIM GORDON AND BABS GORDON) BUT LIKE DO YOUR JOBS PEOPLE

CRANE SMILING AFTER HEARING THAT JOKER KILLED ROBIN

AGAIN I DIDNT NEED THE REMINDER

JASON WAKING UP AAKING FOR BRUCE IMMEDIATELY IM NOT OKAY

BRUCE TAKING JAAON TO THE PLACE HIS PARENTS DIE

DONT TALK TO ME

I THINK THATS EVERYTHING IM SAD NOW

#titans season 3 #dc titans #robin jason todd #red hood #jason todd #dc comics #batfamily #jason todd wayne #bruce wayne #jonathan crane #titans spoilers #dc titans spoilers #titans episode 5 #titans series #batman

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stark-tony · 3 years

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today is my 22nd birthday so i’m celebrating by reccing 22 of my favorite fics and giving my general thoughts about them.

atla

i'm still here by owedbetter (77.7, T, zutara) "You see me."And somehow, that makes all the difference.

thoughts: One of the first zutara fics i ever read and it’s still one of my absolute favorites. The characterization of all of the characters is superb and the gradual development of zuko and katara’s relationship is amazing.

such selfish prayers by andromeda3116 (47.6k, T, zutara) Katara's ambition, so long set aside for the good of others, breaks free and sets fire to her soul. Or, Katara has a vision of her canon future, casts it aside, and becomes a world-changing politician instead.

thoughts: while this fic is a zutara fic, the majority of this fic is centered on katara and her helping rebuild the world after the war and it does an astounding job of portraying just that. and honestly this probably has my favorite characterization of katara i’ve ever read in a fic.

Southern Lights by colourwhirled (501.8k, M, zutara) A world where the Avatar has disappeared from memory. Where Sozin’s Conquest was successful. Where the unsteady order of the empire is threatened as members of the royal family are picked off one by one and lines are slowly drawn in the sand.One last chance for peace forces an unlikely alliance between a homesick waterbender, a carefree Air Nomad, a runaway Earth Kingdom heiress, and the fire lord's inscrutable son. Together they must learn to shed old enmities and become the balance they seek to restore to the world.OR:The avatar has four heads.x[[Chapter 4: "And always, his eyes, cautiously watching her. Even when he thinks she isn’t looking. It drives her mad"]]

thoughts: when i say i was unable to put this fic down i genuinely mean that. like i’m pretty sure i was hooked from the very first chapter and i never looked back.

bnha

stickers and stars by aloneintherain (1.9k, G, gen) “Aizawa, are you sure I’m the best person for this job? There are a lot more qualified people on campus. People who have been teachers for years, and—”As All Might spoke, Midoriya Izuku crawled the length of the couch, ducked under All Might’s arm, and made himself comfortable on his lap. All Might’s hands rose into the air, as though unsure of what to with his arms now that he had a toddler curled against his stomach like a cat seeking the warmth of its owner.“Um,” All Might said.

thoughts: is it not enough to say ‘baby deku’ and leave it at that?

Butterfly by aconstantstateofbladerunner (198.8k, T, gen) The first over-night trip off campus since the training camp was supposed to be a fun break from more intense work back home. But between a bleak introduction to chaos theory, a chilly reception from the locals, and the looming threat of a villain attack, Izuku has too much on his mind to properly enjoy the fresh air. But those worries are a light breeze compared to the hurricane that accompanies what he finds on the outskirts of town.Or rather, what finds him.

thoughts: it’s incredibly well written and the horror aspect is so good. also the dad might in it is top tier.

villain eradication plan 5C: let them attack budding heroes mothers, wait appropriate time for mother to defeat them (3.4k, G, toshinko) Targetting the civilian families of hero students should be cakewalk. Pity they decided to go with Inko first.Or the one where Inko accidentally defeats the League of Villains.

thoughts: this fic is basically inko accidentally being a badass and it’s as hilarious and awesome as it sounds

see it all in bloom by aloneintherain (57.2k, T, tododeku, kiribaku, momojirou, bullying) Midoriya looked over the occupants of the room with butter soft eyes. “We should do this again. Seeing everyone in one place … it’s like we’re back in school again.”Todoroki said, “It feels like a family reunion.”(Social media fic, counting down the five months to Class 1-A's ten year reunion.)

thoughts: this series deals with social media + the lives of class 1a after they become pro heroes and it is amazing.

remember from here on in by aloneintherain (8.1k, G, gen) Aizawa glances from All Might to Midoriya quickly. It sounds impossible—he’s never heard of a quirk that can be handed down like a family heirloom—but at the same time, it makes perfect sense. Midoriya’s inability to use his quirk at the start of the year. The strange, familial relationship between All Might and Midoriya. The slow malnourishment of All Might’s body, like his power was being siphoned away.“You’re …” Aizawa begins.“I’m All Might’s successor.” Midoriya’s proud but shaky voice rings clearly down the empty corridor.Aizawa finds out about One for All.

thoughts: this fic deals with one for all being revealed to aizawa + midoriya getting more quirks and it is amazing

could i but teach the hundredth part by terra_incognita (5.2k, G, gen) Ito Matsu knows three things about her neighbor, Mr. Yagi: he's very skinny, he's very kind, and he has enough children to overthrow the Japanese government.Or:All Might is retired, but his former students keep coming up with reasons to visit.

thoughts: this fic is so lovely and i adore it so much

mcu

the talk by parkrstark (3.1k, pepperony) “Wait, man, what’re you doin’?” Rhodey asked, leaning forward.“Giving the kid his talk before he goes off to college.” Duh.Rhodey blinked. “At 3am when you’re probably too drunk to even spell your name, months before he actually has to leave?”“Yeah.”Rhodey blinked again. “Okay.”

thoughts: this fic is absolutely hilarious and poor peter is suffering throughout all of it

call you home by Madelinedear (19k, G, pepperony) sometimes family is who you're born with.and sometimes family is a spider boy, a rich not-dad, and a kickass aunt.(or; tony, may, and peter find a place in each other's lives)

thoughts: to me, this fic is the tony may co-parenting fic. like i honestly don’t think that anything can ever top it

I Never Lived 'Til I Lived In Your Light by losingmymindtonight (38.4k, T, pepperony, character death) As the world shifts to make space for Morgan Stark, everyone around her shifts, too. (As it turns out, this also includes Peter Parker's sleep schedule.)

thoughts: this fic is both fluffy goodness and heartwrenching angst and it handles both beautifully.

Lazarus, come forth by iron_spider (47.9k, T, pepperony) Tony's mind is a chaotic mess but he remembers the moment—remembers his death, remembers the red hot pain and Peter screaming, Rhodey rushing to his side. How he knew he’d never see Pepper again—but they’d fixed it. They’d fixed the world, erased the lost time, set things right—and the kid was back. The kid was crying, the kid hated him for doing what he did, but he was back. He was alive.Tony Stark was dead. But now he’s breathing again, trying to think, gasping, hands tracing the box surrounding him, covering him, suffocating him.He’s in a coffin. He’s under the ground. He’s under the fucking ground.(Tony Stark dies defeating Thanos. But then he comes back to life. He has to find out how, why, and how to live again. And how to deal with the changes in the people he's coming back to.)

thoughts: although this fic was written and finished pre-endgame but to me this fic is the fix-it fic for film.

Identity Saga by KitCat992 (400.7k, T, pepperony) An organically developed, platonic slow-burn of Avengers-fam dynamic with a heavy hand of Irondad & Spiderson. Throw in an overdose of whump, a couple of cunning villains and a big-bad hiding in the shadows, and you got yourself this hot mess.

thoughts: i just love the avengers dynamic in this series and the whump is medically accurate which is amazing.

college applications: the biggest meme by sagemb (3.3k, T, pepperony) Tony covered his face with both hands and screamed very gently. “Can I just bribe the school to let Peter in?"

thoughts: this series is absolutely hilarious and i love it

The Changeling + Armistice Series by Annerb (586.6k, M, hinny, rape) Ginny is sorted into Slytherin. It takes her seven years to figure out why.

thoughts: this fic is absolutely golden and i adore it so so much. the characters are so well written and the worldbuilding in this fic is fantastic and it actually has an original aspect of hogwarts (aka the parlor) that i practially consider to be canon at this point. also the depiction of slytherin house + house unity in this fic is just *chef’s kiss*

boy with a scar by dirgewithoutmusic (208.7k, T, hinny, romione, jily) A series of "what if" rewrites of Harry Potter, books 1-7. Cross-posted from tumblr (ink-splotch).

thoughts: every single one of these fics are exquisitely written and i wish that i could experience the beauty of this series again for the very first time.

Hogwarts, to welcome you home by gedsparrowhawk (FaceChanger) (11.1k, G, ginny) “You understand, Professor,” Harry began, after a moment, “that I don’t have my N.E.W.T.s. I never even finished seventh year. Between everything, I never had a chance the first time around, and then afterwards there didn’t seem to be much point. Hermione argued for it, of course, but I was so tired of Britain. So technically, I am completely unqualified for the position.”“Quite a way to begin an interview, Mr. Potter,” McGonagall said, dryly.Or, three years after the war, Harry Potter becomes Hogwarts' newest Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

thoughts: this is my favorite harry as dada professor i’ve ever read. no doubt about it

And the Unethical Binding Contract by justafandomfollower (14.6k, G, gen) AU. What if the Triwizard Tournament took place in Harry's first year, not his fourth?

thoughts: this fic is beautifully written and i love the relationship that forms between harry, cedric, krum, and fleur.

Regulus Black and the Way Things Changed: A Not!Fic by imaginary_golux (8.8k, T, wolfstar) What if Regulus Black, and not Severus Snape, ended up being the turncoat Potions Master of Hogwarts?A not!fic written in bullet points, ignoring the Deathly Hallows entirely because they annoy me.Beta by my immensely patient Best Beloved, Turn_of_the_Sonic_Screw, and by the delightful starbirdrampant.

thoughts: this fic may be ooc at some points but it’s so funny that that makes up for it

spn

Broadway Musical by Griftings (12.5k, M, destiel) This is the day that marked the Holy and Blessed Union of Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle.The merging of prominent bloodlines is always a grand occurrence, but breeding pedigree hunter families like Winchester and Harvelle is something to be rejoiced. It is also something to be meticulously planned, which thankfully the Host is very good at.Or, the romantic comedy where Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle are destined to get married, Castiel is given the task of playing matchmaker and fails terribly, the entire Heavenly Host becomes a sitcom audience, God warns against male pregnancy, and Jimmy Novak is incredibly unimpressed with angels in general.

thoughts: this fic is quite possibly the single most funniest thing i have ever read. like i was straight up cackling when i was reading some of the scenes.

Down to Agincourt by seperis (1 million+, E, destiel) There is no such thing as a guarantee when it comes to war.The outcome's known. Why try? Return your rusty sword to battered sheath, bow your head and bend your stubborn knee. Why take the field when you cannot win the war? But Harry -- he went down to Agincourt.

--Harry Takes the Field by bratfarrar (AO3 link here.)

thoughts: this fic is an absolute work of art. the characterization dean and cas and all of the ocs is astounding the world building is immaculate and the writing is so detailed and in depth. a fair warning though to the first time reader as this fic can get very confusing at times but trust me it is worth it.

#mcu recs #atla recs #hp recs #bnha recs #spn recs #my fic recs #bullying tw #rape tw

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consumeconstantly · 4 years

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A rose by any other name would(n’t) smell as sweet

Summary: “Please. Just buy me flowers once. Just once, that’s all I’m asking.” Marinette sits on her the cold metal of an outside chair at her favorite cafe. He never does. Not during her life. (But perhaps in death--)

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Marinette is not a trophy wife, although her husband would certainly like her to be.

She is an independent go-getter who builds a fashion empire from the ground up, takes in kids off the street and cares for them like they’re her own, and an ex-heroine who does just as much as a civilian as she did in a super suit. Some will argue that she does more. Marinette is the kind of woman that others aspire to be; care and love built into a frame made of steel, ambition, and values tempered by years of experience. Mothers point at her and tell their daughters and sons that they should emulate her, then attempt to follow in her footsteps as well.

Almost nobody in Paris hates Marinette.

But perhaps the man who sits across from her at the painted-black table despises her.

“I don’t want children,” she insists. “Not right now. When we do have kids, I want to devote my all to them right now. I can’t do that when I’m trying to branch out overseas.”

“But you’ll be such a good mother. And you’ve talked about having kids for ages. You mentor enough children as it is-- can’t you just divert some of the time and resources you spend on them and focus on us?”

Marinette stirs her coffee, spoon clinking against porcelain. She adds in one creamer. Then two. And a third, just for good measure. “Having kids and mentoring kids is different. And even when we do have kids, I’m not going to stop mentoring the ones that I’ve taken under my wing.”

“That’s not fair to our kids, though.”

“I don’t understand how it’s not.”

“Love and patience aren’t limitless. Even though you’re trying to help everyone, you can’t do that.”

She set her spoon to the side of the cup. “It’s true that I can’t help everyone. But I want to try. Besides, we have plenty of time before we ever have to worry about kids.”

“We don’t, Marinette. You’re almost thirty five, now.” He gestures to her face, which has gained a few number of wrinkles and sunspots. What can she say? Marinette embraces the process of aging, and stopping herself from laughing just to prevent a few lines seems like more trouble than it’s worth. “Not exactly a spring chicken.”

Calmly, Marinette sips her cream and sugar laden coffee. Despite needing the extra caffeine boost nearly every day, she’s never been able to stomach having the drink straight. “How many times have we had this conversation? I’m starting to feel like a broken record.”

He sighs. “And every time we have this conversation, both of us just get older and older. You know that the longer we wait to have children, the more likely they are to have… difficulties.”

“And if they do, we will love them just the same,” Marinette says, firmly. “Now please, can we stop talking about this? We haven’t had a date in ages.”

“Because you’ve been so busy,” he accuses.

“No, because you keep refusing to meet me. Why don’t we talk about something else?”

“What else is there to talk about? You won’t consider having children, and you won’t stop seeing Jason.” With a scoff, Marinette’s husband pushes back the seat, metal scraping against concrete. “If you want to have a good date, you need to be willing to talk about our issues.”

Marinette rests her head in a hand, closing her eyes as her husband storms off. The migraines have been getting worse, lately. She finishes her cup of coffee, and the server comes over with two slices of cake and a bouquet.

The server looks at the deserted seat nervously. His cup is left untouched, and the napkin lays rumpled. “Mme? What should I do with these?

She taps her nails on the table top. “Pack the cake in to-go containers please. You can leave the flowers with me.”

With a bowed head, the server nearly throws the bouquet at Marinette and quickly moves away to pack the slices up. Marinette shifts, taking the flowers and staring out at the streets of Paris silently. When they first started dating, the bouquets always had roses and tulips. Over the years, the tulips began to disappear, and the roses started getting replaced with forget-me nots. The silver-white of her ring sings against the blues and violets in her lap.

The small bouquet of flowers in her lap won’t be given today.

“Hey, Jace.”

Jason stills on the other side of the line. “Again?”

Marinette stays silent. He’s over to her apartment in five.

“I don’t understand why you’re married to the guy,” gripes Jason, letting himself in with a key Marinette made for him years ago. “He’s a complete and utter ass.”

Jason’s eating the cake Marinette bought for their anniversary. She still buys the cakes year after year, knowing that they’ll never make it through to the dessert round. Even though Marinette can’t bring herself to eat the cake without her husband at her side, Jason has no qualms about it; after three failed anniversaries and countless dates gone awry, Marinette started buying his favorite flavors.

Marinette fiddles with the silver band on her finger. “I love him, Jason.”

“So?” He tosses the cardboard boxes in her trash, then proceeds to wash the dishes in her sink for her. Marinette doesn’t let herself go that often, but she always has a hard time feeling okay when she and her husband are fighting like this.

She stares at a photo of her wedding day, the sheer elation in her eyes, the flush in her cheeks and ear-splitting grin. In comparison, her husband is demure. Almost unemotional. “Love makes you do crazy things.”

Ceramic and metal clink together. He places a bowl in the drying rack, then makes his way over to where Marinette sits on the couch. Her eyes are red, but at least she’s not crying anymore.

“That’s a line for romance novels, not for real life. He’s abusing you, Juliet.” Jason tightens his arm around Marinette’s shoulder, providing her support. The only reason they met was because Marinette ended up getting involved with a modern day retelling of Romeo and Juliet as the understudy. When the lead actress suddenly lost her voice, Marinette had to sub in.

“Juliet…” Marinette muses. “Does that make him my Romeo?”

She pushes away from Jason, moving to stand near a litany of dried bouquets. The latest addition still looks alive. Marinette caresses one of the petals with her thumb, then makes an indent with her fingernail. Forget-me-nots dry quickly. Roses take longer.

“No.” Jason’s eyes go dark, and for a moment, Marinette sees a flash of Lazarus green before he banishes it away again. “Not him. Never.”

“Please,” Marinette cries in the middle of the night, hand chasing an invisible phantom in her dreams.

Her husband stares at her from his spot on their bed.

“Don’t leave me--”

His hand lifts, ready to shake her out of the nightmare.

“Jason.”

Marinette’s arm falls back onto her chest, tears in the corner of her eyes. Her husband throws the covers off himself, dresses, and walks out of their apartment.

When the door slams behind him, a dried petal falls to the ground.

“Hey,” Jason murmurs, hand pressed against Marinette’s forehead. “You’re not running a fever or anything, but you don’t look too hot.”

Marinette waves him off. “I’ll be fine. Just didn’t get enough sleep last night. Paris Fashion Week is coming up, and you know how important that is.”

“Not as important as your health.”

“A little cold never hurt anybody.”

Jason looks Marinette in the eyes. “More people die from the common cold every year than you might expect. Don’t say things like that.”

Her body softens, leaning into Jason’s warmth. “You know me. I’m tough as nails.”

“I know.” His voice lowers.

“You bastard!”

Jason Todd is a person well known for his bouts of anger. Most of the time, his resentment is dry and cynical. Quick to burn, but easy to put out with the right tools.

Today, his voice is wet with rage, oil-soaked and smoky.

“Please sir, calm down. This is a hospital.”

He does not calm down, but he does get quieter. His voice switches from explosions to a blizzard. “How could you do this to her? She loves you.”

The man draws into himself. “Does she? Did she ever?”

“This is no time for your self pity. She’s dying, and it’s your fault for not noticing. If she got treatment earlier--”

“Don’t push the blame on me, Jason. Marinette spends more time with you than she does with me.”

“And why is that? Because you never show up when she needs you, because you forget every single important date, because you keep making her cry. She wants nothing more than to spend time with you. She doesn’t love me. Not like she loves you.” Jason’s hands are balled up into fists, and he’s this close to throwing down with the bastard who has the privilege to call himself Marinette’s husband. “You probably didn’t even notice, but she buys flowers for you every single anniversary that the two of you have had together. Every single anniversary for the past ten years. Up in your apartment.”

Jason pushes the other man up against a wall, eyes narrowed and jaw set. “Every single time she’s come home from one of your god awful dates, she cries. She used to ask why you never gave her flowers, or why you weren’t spending time with her. She doesn’t ask for things like that anymore.”

Scoffing, Jason body checks the man and moves towards the door of Marinette’s hospital room.

Marinette does not get better.

Her husband does not attend her funeral.

On the day of their anniversary, a single red rose appears on her gravestone.

@jasonette-july-2k20

#angst #you decide the male lead #use your *imagination~*#a single red rose #jasonette #could be sibling jasonette or romantic #however you read it #jasonette july #who is at fault here? i cannot say #they're all sorta not the best #moral ambiguity #maribat #marinette dupain cheng #jason todd

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fishfingersandjellybabies · 3 years

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You’ll Have to Come and Find Me (Part 2) - fic

Characters: Tim Drake, bit of Rose Wilson Summary: Tim watches Damian die. Again. He doesn't take it well. A/N: Guess I'm continuing this, aha. Each chapter will follow something that already happened in the issues that came out, so this one is between Robin #1 and #2. I'm taking some pre-52 lore in this one, where Rose and Tim were on the same Titans team once upon a time.

Ao3

Tim didn’t know if he could do this.

They’d been able to coerce the ferry captain to let him tag along even without the token, that he was Damian’s coach for the tournament – a thing neither of them actually knew was allowed until another of the boat’s passengers brought it up.

The boat ride took all night, and Tim found himself smiling as Damian dozed off against his shoulder.

But the smile quickly disappeared as he glanced up at the boat’s other occupants. The villains and criminals whose company they were now keeping. Some of them were watching them, watching Damian, with open leers and Tim felt the urge to lunge and burst their eyeballs with his thumbs.

They wouldn’t hurt him. Tim wouldn’t let them.

He wouldn’t let Damian lose this tournament. He wouldn’t. He’d jump in front of the kid if he had to. He’d die himself, if need be.

The kid had already been through enough. He didn’t need to die again.

(Tim couldn’t bear to watch him die again.)

But the universe must have found some humour in watching him fail, watching his only hopes and dreams and wants crumble in his hand.

Because after they landed on the island, after Tim was handed a long black cloak that he saw some other men wearing, that they claimed marked him as a coach and off limits – that’s exactly what Damian did.

He should have seen it coming, knew it was going to happen. Because Damian was brash. Damian was arrogant. Damian was fourteen, and therefore invincible in his own mind.

He doesn’t remember what happened after Flatline ripped Damian’s heart out. Did he scream? Did he collapse? When he came back to himself, his old friend Ravager was holding him back, one arm around his waist, the other hand gripping his wrist.

“It’s okay.” She was whispering frantically. “It’s fine. He’ll be fine. He’s a moron who didn’t listen to the rules, he’ll be okay, Tim. Just breathe.”

And that was no easy task, not as he watched Damian’s lifeless body bleed out on the ground in front of him, in the middle of a circle of monsters who wanted them and their family destroyed on a good day. Who were giggling and pointing at Damian’s dead form like it was a joke.

But eventually, he did. He could. He breathed as Rose whispered in his ear to inhale and exhale. Slowly remembered what Ra’s had said, the rules of the tournament he’d already been told.

You can die three times in this game. Death means nothing on Lazarus Island. Not until that third strike.

Clarity was returning to his mind, but he still tried to lunge out of Rose’s grip when Mother Soul’s henchmen stomped forward to gather up Damian’s body.

“Don’t you fucking touch him!” Tim found himself yelling, even as Rose continued to hold him. The men ignored him, and did anyway.

“Feel free to follow them, if you wish.” Mother Soul hummed as she turned away. “He’ll be resurrected by dawn.”

Rose kept her grip on Tim’s arm as they followed the men into a stone building and down a flight of stairs. She didn’t ask to come with them. Tim didn’t tell her she couldn’t either.

He found himself somewhat grateful that she was there, that she stood guard at the bottom of the stairs while he kept vigil at Damian’s side. They’d taken his bloody shirt, and Tim had a clear view of the hole in his little brother’s chest.

He wanted to puke.

All he could think about was last time, when the Heretic stabbed him through. The scar sitting just to the side of this new wound, this new death blow.

Would this scar too? Would there be yet another reminder of how badly they’ve all failed this kid?

Tim cursed himself. This was all wrong. He should have found Damian and dragged him away. Not take him home, but take him to safety. Take him to relaxation. Give him the break he so desperately needed. Disconnect for a few days or weeks or months. Lay on a beach, swim in an ocean. Get away, just the two of them.

Just two brothers who have gone through so much.

But no. Tim just had to agree to come here. Had to offer more clues and mystery. Had to let Damian make a fool of himself. Had to let him get slaughtered again. Had to watch.

He couldn’t do this.

He just couldn’t.

He reached out and took Damian’s hand. It was cold, and Tim had to swallow the vomit back down at the sensation. Had to remind himself that Damian would breathe again by morning. That it would all be fine. Mother Soul had said so. Rose had promised.

And Damian would hate him, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t do it. He was too weak. He couldn’t watch Damian die again. Not ever again. Not one more time, when it still wouldn’t matter, and not two more times, when it would.

So as soon as the kid woke up. As soon as he sucked oxygen back into those lungs, Tim was sweeping him up in his arms and taking him away. Hiding him from the world until they could both stand to be apart of it again.

…As soon as Damian woke up.

(And he couldn’t help but sigh. Because as soon as Damian woke up, he’d throw himself back into the case. Scream and yell in Tim’s face about how he wasn’t leaving, how Tim could go without him.

And Tim knew he never could. Where Damian goes, he goes.)

He glanced up at Rose. She was watching them, just as calculating and curious as if she were a Bat herself. He wondered why she was here, if there was a reason, like Damian, or if she was here for the thrill.

(He wouldn’t let himself think of the possibility of she and Damian facing off against each other. Refused to imagine one of them killing the other. He cared for them both. He loved them both. His heart wouldn’t be able to take it.)

She noticed him staring back, and gave him a sad smile. He returned it, before letting his eyes drop back to Damian’s chest, watching the muscle and tissue slowly regenerate itself.

He couldn’t do this.

But he had to.

For the sake and sanity and safety of his broken, discarded, devastated little brother, he had to.

#Tim Drake #Damian Wayne

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andromedia5 · 3 years

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Hold My Girl

My girl, we've got nothing to lose

She was healing him. Slowly he had stopped reaching for cigarettes because they weren't in his jacket pocket anymore. His showers had stopped stinging because she was there, tracing his scars. Maybe she was a reason to stay in bed, get a few more hours sleep.

They could only have made each other better, how could things have gotten worse for either of them? But he hadn’t expected this. He had been so convinced he had imagined that feeling of going to sleep and wanting to wake up the next morning. That the version of him, that kid who had gotten excited when Dick called, who wanted to help, not blow things up until they couldn’t hurt anything ever again, was gone. This was what being reborn was supposed to be like and everything about his perception of the word was shifting. Green is Artemis’s eyes not the Lazarus, life isn’t cold and unyielding, uncaring of if you want it or not. Life is fire and lips so hot they burn and he can’t get enough.

Life is her.

Life is his again.

Cold nights and Sunday Mornings

Gotham was too cold. Maybe it was a side effect of the most murders per square foot in America; whole damn city made you feel like a corpse. He tried to get up as early as he could during winter, the second the sun rose. Something about their kitchen in the morning felt safer, more alive. Jason was making pancakes when he felt the pair of arms wrap around his middle.

“Morning, Princess”

Artemis groaned into the back of his neck. He twisted around to face her and she dropped her nose into the crook of his neck.

“It’s cold,”

“I noticed, sweetheart. S’why I put the oven on,”

“The oven is not an actual heater and ‘sweetheart’ is not my name,”

“That’s also not your sweatshirt,” He took a step back to look at her, flaming hair spilled out over her shoulders, draped over the sweatshirt she was wearing like a cape. She looked like summer, that thing from ninth grade English; juxtaposition. Jason took her hands in his, trying to squeeze warmth back into her fingers. “That’s mine,”

“Be grateful I haven’t taking the clothes off your back, Todd,”

“Thief,”

“Takes one to know one,” she teases and the house (safe house? pile of shit no one but Outlaws would have wanted? his favorite place?) isn’t so cold anymore.

Crowded town, silent bed

Jason knew the sounds of the city, his city. He had pointed them out to Bizzaro that very first night, the microcosm that was Gotham. They could hear it all. That was the thing that had felt most different when he had first come to live with Bruce, all those years ago; the quiet. The manor was quiet, aside from a few birds, branches at the windows, the occasional party or gala that was still going on when he had been sent to bed, a few of Bruce’s “sleepovers” who apparently hadn’t cared about being quiet (you could say what you wanted about Selina but at least she had the decency to only traumatize him as Catwoman). It was only now that he hated the quiet.

Jason sighed and rolled over, throwing his arm to the other side of the absurdly large bed whose size only seemed to make its emptiness more obvious. His hand groped in the dark till he found his phone, fingers almost instinctively finding her contact. She picked up after the second ring.

“Good morning,”

“It’s the middle of the night,”

“It’s one in the morning, little one”

“Why’d I call you, again?”

“The same reason I cannot sleep,”

Jason snorted and rolled over to his side, phone still pressed to his ear. “Miss you too, Arty,”

“Do you have any idea when you’ll be back?”

“Not soon enough. It’s too quiet here, babe,”

“Quiet? Are you sure you’re with the correct family?”

“I’m not.” Somehow he could feel her smile on the other side of the phone. She was silent for a moment, “You still there?”

“I love you,”

“Moon and back, Princess,”

Jason woke up the next morning, sunlight streaming through the windows, his phone still clutched to his chest.

Pick a place to rest your head

He had tried a weighted blanket once, got one from Roy. If it was possible it made his anxiety worse. Trapped under the blanket that felt more like a net. He had kicked it off. This was better. Christ, this was so much better. Her head tucked under his chin, fingertips grazing at his shoulder as he tried to breathe correctly; 4, 7, 8. This was probably what that blanket was supposed to do, the weight of her against his chest keeping him grounded to their shitty old couch. One arm wrapped around her, the other hand in her hair cause it was her; Artemis who kept him grounded.

Give me a minute to hold my girl

“Do you wish to talk about it?”

“Nah, I’m,” Jason exhaled and squeezed her a little tighter as she pressed kisses to his collarbone. “I’m alright, Red. Just let me hold you for a minute?”

“Always,”

#jaytemis #jason todd #artemis of bana mighdall #jason x artemis #rhato #red hood #batfamily #batfam #george ezra #hold my girl #dick grayson #nightwing #dickkory

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