#Apartment 416

[pedroam-bang]

"Man, I don't even have an opinion."

Pulp Fiction (1994)

[finifugue]

Of their five completed years of racing against each other, Lando and Charles have finished with one point between them three times. In 2020, Charles had 98 points and Lando had 97. In 2021, Lando had 160 points and Charles had 159. In 2023, Lando had 205 points and Charles had 206. If, in AD this year, Charles wins and Lando comes 2nd, they will once again end up with a one-point difference.

They both replaced a beloved and long-standing world champion at their respective teams when they joined (kimi raikkonen and fernando alonso). They both prefer the other's teammate over each other.

Their teams are two of the oldest in F1 history, and they're irreperably wrapped up in a history of scandal between each other. They both quickly became their teams' golden child, the one who was going to win the championships, the one who was going to end a decade-long deficit.

Both failed at the hands of Max Verstappen. Don't even get me started on how he fits into all this.

Both have the potential to be entirely shafted by their teams in 2025 because of the new, interesting teammate that everyone believes will win a championship before they'll come close.

They hate each other. They can't get away from each other. They're the same person. Four squared is sixteen.

[fancyhandsbakery]

Here is how I calculate the bat-families current ages using evidence from the comics that the writers love to ignore bc there is no way for their now canon ages to match their cannon age gaps. (If you don’t want to wait, results are the 2nd set of bullet points)

Here is what we know about their current ages:

Dick is 28 or 27(somewhere around there) in the current Nightwing run(if he’s 26 tell me and just minus one from the final results)

Jason is, I think, 22 or 23 as of Task force Z or something if I remember right

Tim is finally 18

And Damian is 14 as of the newest Robin series

Here is what we know about their canon age gaps:

We know that Jason and Dick are 7 years apart. Why? In Batman 416 we find out that that Dick is 19 and Jason is 12 when they first meet in post crisis

We know that Tim and Jason are 2 or 3(2.5 really) years apart. Why? Jason dies when he is 15. Following his birthday and Tim being 13 when he becomes Robin, they have to be 2.5 years apart. I’ll use 2 and 3 for simplicity.

Tim and Damian are 6/7 year apart. Why? Tim is 17 in Red Robin and Damian is 10.

Cassandra is less than a year older than Jason. Why? We find out when Bruce shows her Jason’s grave.

Duke is 16 when we meet him. Damian is around 12. Tim is still 17. So Duke and Damian are 4 year apart.

Per the original 40s comics, Dick and Bruce have a 14 year age gap. In the 2002 run, they have a 10 year age gap.

So how do we make sense of this.

Damian is the most recent and cannon age we know so we have to use his age to find everyone’s actual age. Red is cannon ages.

Damian(14) + 6/7 = Tim(20/21)

Tim(20/21) + 2/3 = Jason(22/23)

Jason(22/23) + >1 = Cassandra(22.5/23/23.5/24)

Jason(22/23) + 6/7 = Dick(28/29/29/30)

Damian(14) + 4 = Duke (18)

Final ages

Damian is 14

Duke is 18

Tim is 20 or 21

Jason is 22 or 23

Cassandras is <23.5

Dick is 29 or 30

Now Bruce. In the original comics(1942), Dick is 8 when his parents die, but is retconned to be 12 in the 2002 comics. I’ll do both timelines. Bruce’s starting age is hard to agree on. I see 22 a lot and given the out come of this, it makes sense because Bruce is currently in his 40s.

Using the 1940s ages, Dick and Bruce have a 14 year old age gap. (22 - 8 = 14) Given that Dick has to be 29 or 30, Bruce is 43 or 44. These ages make sense in cannon.

Using the 2002 ages, Dick and Bruce have a 10 year age gap. (22 - 12 = 10) Given that Dick has to be 29 or 30, Bruce is 39 or 40. These make less sense given the ages he would adopt the other kids and what we know in cannon.

Bruce is 43 or 44

Stephanie would be 21 or 22 by the way.

Barbra is older than Dick by a sum. Probably less than 35.

I would love to know what you think. Did I mess up with anything?

Edit made: I fucked up Duke's age. He'd be 18 bc he's 4 years older than Damian. 14 + 4 = 18

[watermelonlovershigh]

Stinky Daddy /concept/

AN: i'm almost finished proofreading part. 14 of my housemate series. that should be out sometime this week. but for now, enjoy this little concept i came up with. make sure to leave your feedback. thank you! xoxo

This story contains: mentions of popping, slight swearing, fluff

{ husband!harry - dadrry - soft!harry - au!harry }

word count- 416

Harry runs out of toilet paper and when he calls out for you to bring him some more, he's surprised when your two year old daughter brings him some instead.

"Y/N, could you please bring me some toilet paper?" you hear Harry call from the master bathroom, reaching you in your daughter's bedroom. Finding humor in his forgetfulness, you devise a clever idea.

In a kneeling position, you kindly ask your two-year-old daughter, "Lucy, do you want to help daddy by bringing him some toilet paper?" She nods in agreement, and so you lead her to the hallway where the storage closet is found. You select a roll of toilet paper and give it to Lucy.

She runs off in the direction of your bathroom and you stand outside the door to hear their interaction.

Just as Harry was calling for you again, believing you might not have heard him the first time, little Lucy walks through the door with precisely what he needed. Thankfully, he has his hand positioned to shield himself, preventing his daughter from seeing anything she shouldn't see.

"To-paper, daddy?" Lucy asks, walking up to the toilet where Harry sits.

"Yeah baby, daddy needs some toilet paper." She hands him the roll and just stands there, not comprehending that he requires privacy for this task. "Um, why don't you go find mummy, okay. I'll be out in just a minute."

"Oh-tay, bye daddy. Love you."

With a light laugh, he replies back, "I love you too, m'love." Once she's left, he wraps up his business and steps out of the bathroom, only to find you and little Lucy having fun on the bed. Harry steps closer and whispers in your ear, "Why did you send our daughter into the bathroom with the toilet paper? Good thing I was already coverin' m'cock, or she could have seen me."

You honestly hadn't thought of that but are happy he was already covering himself. Shrugging, you answer, "I donno. Thought it'd be funny to send our daughter in. She came back holding her nose, saying, 'stinky daddy.'"

Harry laughs out loud. "Yeah, obviously. I was taking a shit. It wasn't gonna smell like roses."

Lucy looks up at her daddy and repeats to his face, "Stinky."

With his hands freshly cleaned, Harry leans over the toddler and begins to tickle her, quipping, "Yeah, well your poop doesn't smell delightful either. I can attest to that, havin' changed your rather smelly diapers, little one." The laughter from Lucy, spurred by the tickling, creates a ripple effect, leading to shared laughter among all three of you, as you enjoy a cherished family moment on the bed.

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[ravenlilyrose]

Little Wing

Okay, so I’ve been looking some at the nicknames the batfam use in fanfiction vs in canon, and what I’ve discovered about “Little Wing” is fascinating.

So, first off, this is a popular fandom nickname from Dick to Jason. And it does get used that way in canon.

In 2005, Nightwing #101-106 was the storyline “Nightwing: Year One” with stories from, as you can probably guess, Dick’s first year of being Nightwing.

While there had been previous stories on how Dick and Jason met (see: Batman #416), they took this opportunity to make a slightly different one.

(Side note: I’ll never understand the tendency to create a half-dozen, slightly varying stories about the same occurrence. Like, if you’re changing something major, go for it. But why a new story that’s pretty close to the old one, but just different enough to definitely be a different story?)

They meet on a rooftop, neither of them expecting the other, and then they work a case together. It’s a little antagonistic at the start (see: neither expected the other) and honestly one of, if not the most antagonistic beginnings for them. Which, if you read it, it’s not all that antagonistic.

(Still haven’t figured out where the angsty resentment thing fandom seems to think happened came from. If you know, let me know, but all of their canon beginnings seem pretty chill after a couple hours tops.)

Right, so all that to bring in the nickname. Dick uses it twice in Nightwing #106 (May 2005) only a few pages apart.

They’ve barely met, Dick doesn’t know Jason’s name yet (not that he would have used it anyway - “no names���), and he’s not about to call this kid he just met by his name, so Robin’s off the table too. That leaves the nickname.

Which I think is really interesting. Because as far as I can tell, Dick never calls Jason that again.

See, and that’s not even the most interesting part. Because the only other occurrence of “Little Wing” (that I can find) came six-and-a-half years earlier.

It’s not said out loud, but in the Secret Origins 80-Page Giant (December 1998) that tells the origin stories of the original Young Justice team, Tim’s story is titled “Little Wing.”

And it’s not said out loud or in narration. It’s just there as the title. So, make of that what you will.

Mostly, I think it just interests me that it was first used to refer to Tim.

(And while Dick doesn’t call Tim “Little Wing,” he does call him “Little Brother” at the end of the story, which I like even better.)

[tonixe]

🧣 christmas cookies for two...

a/n: ITS THE FIRST OF DA MONTH, Christmas is in 19 more days. I have been waiting since January of last year, but as we all know it's just that time for Christmas fics.

warning: none, just fluff. (proofread)?

pairing: tom blyth x fem!reader

word counter: 416

⛄: Imagine spending Christmas with Tom Blyth, it would be magical, making snow angels with him with the freshly coated snow on the grass and everything sparkling with the snowy, white powder.

Even making a snowman and a snowwoman, and decorating them together. A hat, scarves, carrots, and rocks for the eyes and mouths, you and him standing back looking at the little cute snow couple that you two made together.

You, two just making those Pinterest-like hot chocolates with those little tiny marshmallows, candy canes, and whipped cream. Making cookies with him, like the both of you just making a mess in the kitchen, while trying to make gingerbread cookies. Homemade icing on your nose and his, as you two just continued to make a mess, trying to bake these cookies playful manner.

Going ice skating, the thick sheet of ice being carved with the blade, you holding onto his hand as your blade glides through the ice. Not without falling a few times first, before getting the hang of it. His hands holding, supporting you on the ice. Omg, sledding with Tom would be so fun too, climbing up a hill, and putting down the wooden sled on the tip of the hill, Tom hugging your body close to him as you guys go down the bumpy hill with the snow spraying you both.

Watching a bunch of movies, with many blankets, and pillows surrounding you both as you cuddled tight together watching cheesy hallmark movies. With the gingerbread cookies, you guys baked, some chocolate cookies, and hot chocolate with marshmallows.

—Also going tree shopping would be a core memory, standing out in the cold as your eyes brightly turn up in joy at the perfect tree you scouted, hurriedly getting tom attention. "Tom! Look!" You exclaimed, pointing at the medium-sized tree, "It's perfect" You smiled..."This is the tree, right!" He stood there beside you, and you nodded happily. "Alright," he gave you a smile, making your day.

Decorating the evergreen tree now standing in your shared apartment would be a core memory as well. With the red and white ornaments, and the glowing tree lights make the tree look magical, just missing the golden sparkling star. Tom helps you onto his shoulders, as you place the golden star onto the tree, completing the look wonderfully. Putting a smile on your face and his, you clapped your hands excitingly at the tree.

Ending off your perfect Christmas night with a kiss underneath the mistletoe.

[aisquaredchoco]

Thank you 800+ followers...I haven't forgotten. 😆

These are actually some of the WIPs I haven't touched in a while and decided to finish, and never thought they would make up a living room set together. So there you have it, enjoy these eight conversions/edits made with love!

Details under the cut..(this is gonna be long)

4to3 Cats and Dogs "My Parent's Knick-Knacks" Emptied + Slots

I used this conversion by @kandiraver-sims as base, removed the clutter, added 7 slots, and redid the textures. It has two CAStable channels with only one preset, costs §100, found in Surfaces > Displays, Misc. Polycount: 188 (hLOD)/166 (mLOD).

2to3 Apartment Life "Fair Square Surface"

This has one preset with two CAStable channels, costs §235 with 9 slots. Found in Surfaces > Coffee Tables. Polycount: 962 (hLOD)/542 (mLOD)

4to3 Horse Ranch "Happy Wild Flowers"

This has a total of 6 presets, three of which have the clean vase, and another three that of a dirty vase, both with three flower variations. Two CAStable channels, cost §50, found in Decor > Plants. Polycount: 312 (hLOD)/193 (mLOD)

4to3 High School Years "The Sconce Response"

Three CAStable channels with lamp part is an overlay. One preset, costs §85, found in Lighting > Wall Lamps. Polycount: 426 (hLOD)/260 (mLOD)

Bjorn Single Chair

Shrunk version of the Bjorn Sofa from Pets as a living chair. Two CAStable channels, cost §350, found in Comfort > Living Chairs. Polycount: 312 (hLOD)/193 (mLOD)

Pets "Ranch Flower" Unvased

Suggested by @joshttew. It now makes a decent clutter item without the vase and the flowers. Two CAStable channels, cost §325, found in Decor > Plants, Sculptures, Misc. Polycount: 146 (hLOD)/60 (mLOD)

Pets "Desert Ivy" Liberated

Separated the plant part from the stand, now placeable in any surface and also comes with a smaller version. One CAStable channel, costs §50 (regular)/§25 (small), found in Decor > Plants. Polycount: 616 (hLOD)/416 (mLOD)

Base Game Science Rabbit Hole Paintings Remade

The science rabbit hole from the base game has two cool paintings found at the back part, so I decided to recreate them as a buyable object. Two presets with one CAStable channel, costs §300, found in Decor > Wall Hangings. Polycount: 78 (hLOD)/56 (mLOD)

**All converted items have the catalog descriptions copied from their respective games.

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[celaenaeiln]

On the subject of Bruce, Dick, and the Titans, do you think part of Bruce’s issues stem from jealousy?

Like being jealous over the fact that after his parents died he struggled for so long with only Alfred and it took Dick to break through that and help him cultivate a genuine sense of family again, but now Dick is branching out and expanding his family while Bruce hasn’t been able to do that (at the point of Dick being fired)

Follow up to that, do you think that if it is partially jealousy and insecurity, do you think it’s a contributing factor for Jason’s adoption? Not just that he wanted to help another kid but also because he subconsciously wanted to show Dick/ mimic Dick in being able to move past the tragedy of his past by finding new family. Like a shitty slightly spiteful move of ‘hey you’re moving on and doing better but look so am I!’ even if it’s not exactly true. Sort of like pretending your dating someone at a party your ex is at even tho ur still grieving the relationship and not over ur ex.

Other sidenote, love your posts and whenever I come on tumblr I check to see if you’ve posted. Hope you are having a good day ❤️

Thank you!!

So for the first one, Bruce wouldn't exactly be jealous of Dick for having a support system. He wants Dick to be happy.

Outsiders (2003) Issue #29

But he also doesn't want Dick to go. He's jealous that he has to share Dick's attention and his jealousy stems from the fact that he isn't the one Dick goes to.

The second one is spot on!!! OOF THE ANALOGY WAS TOO GOOD!!!!

The main reason for adopting Jason was not just because he wanted to help him, but because Bruce was jealous and angry and hurt that Dick left. That he chose the Titans over him.

Batman (1940) Issue #416

Like you said, "hey you’re moving on and doing better but look so am I!"

In the other version Bruce literally fires him, and it's name-called, for Dick's devotion to the Titans.

I think it's sometimes hard to reconcile Bruce's relationship with Dick because of how many Robins and how much the family has grown but Dick and Bruce's relationship is different.

Batman: Court of Owls Issue #1

"Dick, you know me better than anyone, except perhaps for Alfred..."

It was and is always going to be Dick and Bruce. The Titans call them out on it, the batfamily calls them out on it, that's just the way things are.

So imagine someone you're this deeply connected to, your lifeline, leaving you for someone else. The Jealousy tore him apart and Bruce does what Bruce does best when he's hurt - he pushes people away.

Dick has talked Bruce out of everything in his life. If he didn't have amnesia and become Ric Grayson, Bruce's mental state would not have taken a downward spiral. During his post-Selina leaving him at the alter- nightmares, he has one where Selina is dying and Bruce says, "this is just like Dick."

Batman (2016) Issue #63

Nightmares about Dick's death are bleeding over into his nightmares of Selina's.

Batman (2016) Issue #63

It wasn't altruism which made him make the move, it was spite.

I made a post a long time ago for an ask that asked me about Dick and Bruce's complicated relationship that really goes into depth about why the two of them are inseparable. Dick's said it himself too in the action comics. They both knew the partnership was going to end because Dick wanted to leave but Bruce couldn't let him go so he decided to hurt Dick before Dick could hurt him.

He's canonically described as a foil to Batman. So, yes, by Batman's own admission, Dick is the person who knows him best so jealousy of Dick leading a life, prioritizing people that aren't him, plays a huge role in his actions and interactions with Dick.

[stevenbasic]

Growing into the Job, Post 415: Melissa Comes Home, p2

He woke, feeling himself being pulled back from slumber by a sweet and familiar scent.

“Hi hunny,” Melissa giggled, watching him come to in her arms as he drifted back into reality. Randi had left a little while ago and he looked confused. He was still on the couch, and he was still naked, but now he was being cradled by an entirely different woman. “I’m home.”

He wasn’t sure if he was still dreaming.

Melissa gathered him up to herself and - I can’t wait any longer - pressed her lips securely to his. His eyes went wide.

He felt her arms tighten up on him. Not enough to cause him any pain but certainly enough to make him know he was trapped, immobilized, unable to do anything in her strong arms. He was surrounded by her, and it made him shudder. When he began to need air he felt her tongue pressing against the outside of his lips and so he opened his mouth to allow it entrance. The moment he did he felt fresh air flowing into him and he took a breath, filling himself with her.

Melissa loved kissing him. She loved putting her big tongue in his mouth. She loved maintaining their kisses by supplying him with the air that he needed. It wasn’t just being able to keep their kisses going that she enjoyed; she liked having him depend on her even for his oxygen. To the best of her growing abilities she loved separating him from the rest of the world, giving him everything he needed, growing into everything he needed. She wanted him to know that he was entirely hers, and that he was becoming dependent on her..

Today had taken forever! They’d been apart for hours! It felt so good to be able to drink him up now. Melissa kept kissing him, and tried her best to remain gentle; she knew he was still just waking up. She had her hold on him relaxed enough so that he could pull away from the kiss whenever he wanted…but of course he didn’t. Instead, he pushed in closer and whined. To be honest, her hand on his cock helped, and she realized that he had no intention of backing off. She knew he wanted this - needed this - as much as she did, and her heart fluttered in response. Whenever she felt him growing short of breath, she opened her mouth and gently breathed into his. He liked this alot, she could tell. And he liked how she was stroking him, slow and tender.

Oh, Jay, I missed you.

I missed you too.

After a time, though, their kiss ended. He had hardened, stiffened, come to orgasm again in her left hand, a gentle climax that nonetheless brought Bliss.The wave came and went and she wiped his come onto his naked chest.

“I’m so glad to see you again,” she purred down to her treasure, her boyfriend, her little man.  She lazily stroked his right cheek.  “Did you have a nice day?”

Thoughts, feelings, memories of his afternoon with Randi swirled. How much did she know? How much had Randi told her? It was shameful. Maybe she knew everything already - it was likely she did - but he couldn’t bring himself to speak of it. He did, though, feel compelled to tell her his deepest truth. “I was nervous without you here,” he admitted, in a voice small and docile.

“Oh, honey,” Melissa gushed, her heart fluttering and skin warming at his honesty. She loved his vulnerability; coming from an adult man, it was like a drug to her. Hearing him confess his growing dependence on her very presence excited her, made her want to gather and enwomb him into her middle. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be with you today, I was so busy at the office. You know I left Randi here just to take care of you though, right?”

“y-yes,” he acknowledged, “but…still. I didn’t have any way to get in touch with you. I…I still don’t have a phone. I…I couldn’t…” His voice trailed off.

Oh my goodness he was scared without me.

“Shhh, honey, shhh…” she cooed, still stroking his cheek, “It’s okay…” This could be a good step. She knew what he wanted to ask her. “Use your words, sweetie. Tell me what you need.”

“I…I need…a new phone?” he questioned, unsure of himself and unsure of how she would react. Trembling, he looked up at her perfect, beautiful face, “C-can you help me get one?”

Melissa knew she needed to be able to protect him better, and that of course him being able to reach her was important. Still, though, she needed a bit more. After a moment, she smiled warmly down at him, his left cheek wan and resting against her breast through her blazer, blouse and bra. “I think you can ask better than that.”

She felt him shudder, and watched his face contort. His pride was putting up a fight, and losing. Good.

“C-can you please get me a new phone?” he asked.

She giggled.

“Yes okay sweetie,” she beamed, “Mama will get you a new phone.”

She saw him blush and felt him tremble again - oooo he liked that - and was already reaching into her cleavage with her free left hand to pull out her own phone. “I’m going to text the girls and have them get you one for tomorrow.”  She’d begun typing immediately. “Does that work?”

“Yes, thank you,” he admitted, shrinking into her embrace, embarrassed but relieved and happy.

After a moment, a couple pings back and forth with Marisela, she put her phone aside and picked up the television remote from the side table. She was hungry, and possibly he was too.  This moment was too precious to abandon just yet, but she needed protein, and more than he could provide. She lifted him from her lap.

“Let’s sit on couch and watch your show together,” she said, handing him the remote after she sat him up on the couch and made her way towards the kitchen, “Randi said you like that one with the big ladies. You find it, I’m just going to get a shake. I’ll bring you something too.”

She’d left him there, but had given him a blanket. Otherwise he’d start to shiver without her body’s warmth. You poor thing. You’ll probably shiver anyway, even with the blanket. I’ll be quick, I’ll be back.

She prepared their liquid dinners in the kitchen as she heard him flipping channels. Mercifully, she decided on a glass for him…though the thought of bottle-feeding him his new nutrition while holding him on her lap was a tempting one, for sure. She’d needed to stir the white powder from his special package with a spoon.  The warm water helped it to dissolve easily until it had a nice milky consistency. Amazing, she marveled to herself as she stirred, recalling what they’d told her about it earlier when she’d picked it up from Evolution after work. The bag probably held about a week’s worth of the powder that the nutritionist had made for her;  they said she could have them make up more anytime she wanted.

Once she was satisfied, and seeing Jay had found his channel in the other room, she also readied a protein shake, premade in the fridge, for herself.

Though her feet were bare she made sure he felt her footfalls shake the floor as she came back from the kitchen. She could hear how the sound of it made his heart race.

“I’m back,” she announced with a giggle, carrying the drinks.  Her towering silhouette, cast by the light of the large screen tv behind her, was probably dramatic and she loved seeing his face gaze up at her in astonished wonder. She turned at the hip, allowing him to appreciate the view for a moment as she blocked out the light from the TV.  His show was on, the one Randi said he’d been watching all afternoon. It was a good one for him, one she approved of, but just for a moment she wanted all of his attention and for him to know what was really important. She took a long draw of her shake, and felt it almost immediately go to work in her body, feeding it. He’d paused the show.

She turned her big butt towards him, backed it up, and sat down. “Here you go,” she offered, handing him the tall, thin glass of what looked, and felt, like warm milk. Melissa smiled secretly as she sat down, her own dinner in hand as well.

Jay carefully balanced the drink in his hands, needing to readjust himself as Melissa's weight settled heavily alongside him. He felt her broad hips close in on his right, stabilizing him. “What’s this?” he asked, sniffing the what-looked-like-milk-but-was-definitely-not-milk in his glass. He recalled with a shiver what she’d said she fed him overnight, Katarina’s breastmilk. This was definitely not that.

“It’s a protein thing,” Melissa half-lied, wanting to spare him the ignominy of telling him it was baby formula, specially crafted at Evolution to match her…what did they call it? Her ‘particular protein profile’. “Try it, I think you’ll like it.”

He took a sip, warily. It was chalky, a little bit, but otherwise it tasted pretty good for a protein shake. Thinner, for sure, but sweet and…. “yeah, wow, good,” he admitted.

Melissa nearly melted, seeing the little mustache of it on his lip, knowing what it really was, what was in it, and what it would help him eventually do for real. ‘Oxytocin’ was one of the words they’d used, though she didn’t really know what that was, just that they wanted it activated in him. She watched him take another sip, and then another. She was so glad he liked it!

He needed the nutrition, at the very least, they both knew that, and this was the first palatable thing besides milk that he’d had in days. His body was starving for calories and withering away, and though he had to admit he found it darkly arousing, his shrinking was troubling as well. The fact that pounds had been melting away from him nearly as quickly as they’d been gathering onto her was disturbing - well at least it was to him. So maybe a protein shake that he could stomach wasn't a bad idea. He took another big sip of it and - feeling pretty relaxed, suddenly - sat back deeper into the couch.

Melissa smiled and removed her suit jacket, folded it, put it aside. In her white blouse and skirt she sat back with him and began enjoying her own meal. It was half gone already and she knew she would eventually need to get another shake, but for now she arranged the blanket over their laps, took the remote and hit <play>. The screen came to life again as they settled in for a quiet evening.

Omigod this is so much fun!

Melissa immediately felt like he was not sitting close enough to her, and so she bodily dragged him over to cuddle. She felt  him stiffen, surprised by her much larger body pressing so closely against his own and her arm wrapping around him. When he didn’t lean over right away, Melissa tightened her grip on him and forced his head against the side of her big left breast. He sunk into it nicely.

Through her crisp blouse he could feel the firm architecture of her bra. “Mmmph!” he laughed. Having some good protein in his belly was definitely making him feel better. “Melissa! Hey! I can barely see!”

“That’s okay,” she jabbed at him in playful response, though if anything burying his head deeper into her chest, “I don’t know if I want you looking at all these pretty girls in this show. I think they’re all taller than me.”

They were. Nearly the whole cast of women they’d found for this show were remarkably tall - or at least they were made to look that way through the miracle of special effects. None of them could have really been that tall, he figured. And they were all too drop-dead gorgeous, to boot. There has to be some smoke and mirrors here, but even if there weren't…

“But none of them are half as pretty as you,” he commented, knowing she’d like that. “Even Harry’s wife,” he continued, commenting on the beautiful blond who was currently onscreen at her makeup table while her hapless husband complained about his day, “You’re so much prettier.”

She did. She did like that. She pulled him tighter. He was still naked.

“But she’s so famous and beautiful…” Melissa said. It was true - the blonde actress from the show was currently one of hollywood's big rising stars right now. Melissa figured she and the other actresses were on some sort of treatment, they had to be. Probably Program.

“Meh she’s alright,” Dr. J quipped, knowing his tempered reaction to this actress was probably atypical. Most men would swoon looking at her doing what she was doing now, turning towards the camera, bust front-and-center. “I swear being around you has permanently affected my perception of the world.”

Oh, Melissa loved that. “And how have I affected your ‘perception of the world’?” she asked, holding him to her, letting him pause to take a drink of his dinner and consider.

“I suppose the best way I can put it is that it’s hard to be impressed by a single star after you’ve seen the sun.” He looked up at her; she was watching the screen but the smile on her face told him that he had picked the right words. Her heartbeat had grown loud.

“So is the beauty or the fame and power that she has is like a little tiny star compared to me, the sun?” Melissa asked. This turn to the conversation was lighting little fires inside her, stoking her ego.

“Yes, sure,” he added plainly, “You’re incredible, Melissa, the perfect girl, the perfect woman. You’ve kinda ruined me for all other women.”

Bingo. She liked that.

“Oh, c’mon…”

“No, it’s true,” he persisted, “Other girls just seem so plain compared to you.”

“Even Randi?”

At that, he blushed, squirmed. He didn’t know what to say. Onscreen, Harry’s wife had just stood, towering over her husband.

“Shhhh shh shh it’s okay, don’t be embarrassed,” Melissa giggled, making sure the jiggles in her chest would jostle against his cheek, “I heard all about your little day together, you and Randi.”

“Y-yeah I uh…”

“Some shopping huh? I hear you spent all the money I gave you.”

“Uhhhh…” She’s worried about the shopping?

“That must have kept you busy,” Melissa continued casually, taking a drink from her shake, “Do anything else?”

‘Do anything else?’ How many times had Randi- “uh..?”

Melissa giggled again. “I’m joking!” she laughed, “I know about the other stuff, too. It’s okay, I’m glad you two had fun. I know you have your needs and I’m glad Randi was here to help.”

Good lord this woman is a marvel. Where on earth did she come from?? How can she not be jealous? He’d just spent the day in debauchery, being serviced by one of his girlfriend’s best friends, and rather than angry Melissa seemed tickled. He knew, though, that he should at least try to explain himself.

In the meantime, Melissa had begun to feel a familiar set of tingles start to amplify, deep from her bones. Out there, people were watching…

“When I was with her,” he began, as the two of them watched Harry being physically lifted off the floor from beneath his arms and put into his bedroom closet, “all I could think about is you.” He remembered his earlier metaphor and decided to go for broke. “It’s always like that, with anyone. They’re all just little twinkles in the sky compared to you.”

“Oh you!!” Melissa squealed as she squashed him, in a bosomy hug, into the side of her chest, “You’re going to make me melt!” He didn’t have to see Melissa’s face to know that a wide grin had taken over her face. He even heard a little growl rumbling in her chest. His adorations, along with the growing tingles inside her, were beginning to get to be too much. “So you’d rather be with me, watch me instead of the ladies on this show, huh?”

“oh my god yes,” he said with a conviction that actually shocked her.

In a sudden shift, she was up off the couch - protein shake put aside them on the side table - and on her knees in front of him. She gazed up at him.

His eyes had gone wide.

“I hear you watched my interview on the news from last night,” her voice a sultry tease as long fingers crept the soft gray blanket which covered his lap before sliding towards herself to caress her own chest. Excitement resonated, deepening her voice. “How’d I look?”

He remembered watching the interview, his eyes fixed to the screen, cock in Randi’s mouth. “B-beautiful of course.”

“Wanna see more?” she asked, voice dropping to a deep purr as she undid one button on the neckline of her blouse, her gemstone eyes watching his gaze drop to the newly blossomed bulge of cleavage. She smiled. “More of the interview, I mean.”

“t-there’s more?” he managed.

“Mmmmhmm,” she purred, acutely aware of not only his rapt attention but the tingles inside her skin that signaled the attention of countless others, from all over Channel 5’s viewing area. They were already working on her, growing her, amplifying her abilities. “It’s probably on right about now. In fact I’m sure it is,” she said, “Wanna check?

As she was reaching for the remote, her smile curled a bit devilishly. “Oh yeah. My old boss from the car dealership reached out to me today,” she said casually, picking up the remote control and pretending to inspect its buttons, “said he saw the interview last night. Really liked it.”

“r-really?” Dr. J replied at a loss, not really sure how else to respond.

“He asked me for a job,” she continued, pivoting at the waist just enough to point the remote at the television. She felt his eyes fall to the silhouetted profile of her big left boob. She pressed some buttons; channels began to change. “Isn’t that funny?”

Her previous boss wants to come work for us? he thought, a little confused, Or, rather…for her? “What’d you say?”

“I told him to tune in, watch me again tonight,” she said, the tv having come to Channel 5, “But what do you think? Should I bring him in, help h- Ooo! Here it is!”

“Oh, Melissa,” he groaned, as immediately the first image was a close up of her enormous chest. It filled the huge screen.

She had turned back towards him and put the remote aside. She’d never got the chance to see the final footage before it went live, but she would rather watch him and his reactions to it than the interview itself. His eyes were locked onto the screen, the light from the television dancing over his transfixed features. She knew how she must look in that top. She’d chosen it for the interview, the plunging pink thing that left little of her massive size to the imagination. It was a racy choice for network tv, an evening newscast, but the producers were okay with it. They knew they were at a point they could push the envelope. Plus, they had their orders from higher up. They were ready to help start melting some minds, and gather more viewers for themselves, not to mention more followers for her. It certainly had his attention.

His massive cock was already tenting the soft blanket over his lap, twitching expectantly and begging for her. He groaned as her fingers wrapped around him but his eyes remained captivated by what was onscreen. She watched his face, but began to think about how thrilling it was, knowing that there were thousands of other people out there watching at this very moment, watching her, looking at her. The tingles in her body, the unmistakable feeling of herself growing from the lapping waves of attention were testament to that. She began to stroke him with the plushness of the blanket, the soft fleece lining rubbing against him, and imagined what they were all doing in the privacy of their own homes. Women admiring her, men doing - haha - a little more than that. There are thousands of people now out there thinking about me, fixating on me, giving up to me. She could feel their energy.

I want him to be one of them.

Gently, as he still sat mesmerized by her interview and how the camera sat pulled by the gravity of her bosom, she took one of his hands - he uses the right one, usually - and slid it under the blanket.

“You like that pink top I’m wearing?” she asked, watching as his eyes remained fixed to the screen, his gaze drawn into the depths of the cleavage onscreen. She knew how revealing the outfit she’d worn for the interview was. “I have it upstairs,” she said casually, though he barely seemed to notice, “I could put it on for you?” She’d taken his hand and, dutifully wrapped it around his shaft under the privacy of the blanket. He now - with the help of her own right hand - gripped himself under the blanket, his turgid member throbbing throbbing in his own palm. It was so obvious what he was doing; his hips were shivering, nearly bucking. Again though, he barely seemed to notice. “You might like it if I wore it again for you? It’s very pretty, I like the pattern.”

She’d started moving his hand up…and down, up and down and up and down his length and, slowly, she was able to move her own hand away. Her smile curled as she slid her hand out from under the blanket, and watched. That's right, baby. If everyone else is going to jerk off to me, you might as well too.

For a moment, she turned again at the waist, looking over her shoulder at the tv to see where they were at. This piece, this part of the interview was still in the back of the limo, but it also spent some time outside. It would run about four minutes, plenty of time for him to-

“OH..! Oh haha sweetie!” she exclaimed, having turned back to find his body thrashing under the blanket, “That was quick!”

His body, his thin little frame, was convulsing, his arm pumping up and down and hand obviously getting himself off under the blanket as he still stared wide-eyed at the bigscreen tv.

“That’s right, that’s right baby,” she said, wide-eyed herself as she watched, “Do it. Get it all out. Come for me.” Though she figured it’d happened quite a bit, she’d never actually watched a guy jerk off to her before. It was fascinating, seeing a man - seeing him - like this, grunting and twitching and lost in his orgasm. It was empowering, knowing the sight of her could do this. It was also kind of funny, seeing him all jerky and spastic. And that there were hundreds, maybe thousands of other guys out there doing this exact same thing, at this very minute, bringing her all these tingles? It actually made her laugh.

“C’mon baby, that’s right,” she cooed, after her giggles had twinkled away. He was still jerking off. Though he’d already come into the fleece lining of the soft blanket, he was still enthralled.

He's trying to go for it again.

She smiled in satisfaction and settled herself on her knees to bathe in his adulation and enjoy the show. She wanted to watch him. She wanted to see.

She pulled off the blanket.

“That’s right honey, keep going,” she purred, “I want you to show me how much you really love me...”

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[armed-with-a-waffle-iron]

The Bat Family Timeline and Ages (Post-Crisis and New Earth) with Sources

Evidence

In Batman: Year One, Bruce is said to be 25 in the January he returns to Gotham. The 1976 DC Calendar puts Bruce's birthday on the 19th of February so Bruce is 26 during his first outing as Batman in April.

Marv Wolfman's Batman: Year Three (Batman vol. 1 #436) tells us that Dick Grayson's parents die in Bruce's third year. In Batman vol. 1 #441 (also by Wolfman) Tim says that Robin started appearing around 6 months after the death of the Flying Graysons. For Dick's age when he becomes Robin, see below.

Bruce joins the Justice League before Dick forms the Teen Titans. Both these teams form before Barbara Gordon becomes Batgirl at 16 (Batgirl: Year One).

Barbara and Dick are each other's dates to their high school prom and so are less than 2 years apart in age (Detective Comics vol. 1 #871).

I suspect Dick, who was an emancipated minor, graduated high school and started college a year early, which allows Dick and Barbara to have some time as the new Dynamic Duo, as we see in Batman Family.

Dick Grayson is 18 when he forms the New Teen Titans, all of whom are also teenagers (Nightwing vol. 2 #137 by Wolfman, who also created the New Teen Titans).

Dick Grayson is 19 when he becomes Nightwing (Batman vol. 1 # 416).

21 year-old Helena becomes Huntress (Huntress: Year One #1), and interacts with Batgirl, meaning that Barbara is not yet Oracle.

Jason dies at 15, 4 months before his 16th birthday (Batman Files). This is before the New Teen Titans' third year anniversary (New Titans #71), before any of the Titans turn 22 (Deathstroke vol. 1 Annual 1), 2 years after Dick becomes Nightwing and almost 10 years before Dick's parents are killed (Batman vol. 1 #436). Dick is hence 21 during these events and 11 when he became Robin.

I also kinda like Dick being 17 years younger than Bruce because that's also the age difference between Adam West and Burt Ward from the 60s TV series.

After these events, Tim Drake becomes Robin and is 13-14 (Batman vol. 1 #441 and Robin II #1)

Soon after, Stephanie Brown is 15 when she becomes Spoiler (Secret Origins 80-Page Giant).

Stephanie is still 15 when she realises that she is pregnant (Robin vol. 2 #59) and Tim is almost 15 during this time (Secret Origins 80-Page Giant).

Cassandra Cain is 17 when she comes to Gotham during this time (Batgirl vol. 1 #1), during No Man's Land which lasts one year.

Helena’s family were killed when she was 8 and during Batman/Huntress: Cry For Blood, Tim says the murders happened roughly 15 years ago, making her roughly 23 during this storyline.

Cass turns 18 in January (Batgirl vol. 1 #39), Tim Drake turns 16 (Robin vol. 2 #116), Jason would have turned 18 in August (Detective Comics vol. 1 #790), and Stephanie is 16 when she "dies" (Batman Allies Secret Files & Origin).

Personally I'd re-arrange Tim's 16th birthday to be the last of these events four events to accommodate him still being 17 late into the Batman: Reborn, see below.

Jason soon returns to Gotham as Red Hood, not long before Infinite Crisis, 52 and One Year Later.

Following the one year time skip, Dick says it's been almost 10 years since his misadventures with Metal Eddie and Liu as a 16-17 year old (Nightwing vol. 2 #133 by Wolfman), which makes sense because he would be 25 by my math.

Stephanie returns from her time as a medical volunteer in East Africa, finishes high school and begins university during Batman: Reborn. She'd turn 19 by the end of this year by my math, which is a typical age to be begin attending university (Gotham Underground and Batgirl vol. 3 #1).

Dick calls Damian Wayne a "10 year-old" before Stephanie attends university (Batman and Robin vol. 1 #2) and Steph still calls Damian a "10 year-old" while she's in her second semester (Batgirl vol. 3 #13 and Batgirl vol. 3 #17). He might have turned 11 before the reboot.

Batwoman: Elegy (Detective Comics #858), during the Batman: Reborn year, shows that Kate was 12 when she was kidnapped and saw her mother and sister killed. This incident is also said to happen "20 years ago”, making her 32 and hence 30-31 during her first appearance in 52/One Year Later.

Tim Drake is still 17 while Steph is in her second semester of her first year at university, and it's stated that he is meant to be in his senior year at high school (Batgirl vol. 3 #13, Red Robin #17 and Red Robin #25). It's possible he turns 18 before the reboot.

Mistakes I Made

Cassandra Cain is 21 in Year Eighteen.

The "Titans disbands" in Year Thirteen was definitely a year early but it's done.

[thesummerstorms]

okay, i will be the first to admit that I STRUGGLE with keeping comic timelines straight.

But Dick is here in Batman #436 saying that it's been two years since he left.

If I remember everything correctly.

Post-Crisis version of Jason hit in #408 and apparently trained for 6 months at least before he was allowed out as Robin.

Jason meets Dick in #416 at which point it's said that Bruce and Dick haven't spoken in 18 months.

Jason has one at least a few missions as Robin at that point, enough to get noticed by the news... I am again a bad judge of time, but lets say he's been doing the job at least a month for the news to make its way back to Dick via newspaper?

So it's maybe fair to say that he might have joined Bruce ~11 months? after Dick left??? Maybe a little earlier depending on how long you think it took for the new to make it to Dick.

Jason died in #428. I cannot judge how much in-universe time is supposed to have passed.

Then here in #436 Dick says it's been "two years", which we can read probably as "two years and some months" rather than "exactly two years".

Comic Time =/= Real World time, of course... but exactly how long does this mean Jason's tenure as Robin was supposed to be??? Because this feels like it could be measured in months as easily as years?

Like if we go with~11 months? after Dick left being his starting point (11 months of Bruce alone + 6 months of training + 1 month for the newspaper to get word to Dick= the 18 months Dick mentions)

Jason's been dead for at least several issues when Dick says it's been two years in this issue? again, taking the two years as rounding for anywhere from "exactly two years" to "two years five moths" (since Dick doesn't say "two and a half years")

This is definitely set at least a little after the show down in the cave in New Titans 55. Dick went back to the Titans for a while after that issue. He's in Kory's apartment with her worrying over him going to Gotham to see Bruce and in a therapy session thinking about his relationship with Bruce in New Titans #57. He tells the therapist that he can't "keep" avoiding the issue with Bruce, so it's definitely been more than a few days. We see him pull up to the manor in that same issue. He's talking to Alfred in New Titans #58, which is said to be set after Batman #437.

I'm gonna guess Jason's been dead a few weeks to maybe a little more than a month based on that?

So let's say two years really means "two years, 5 months ish" at most, subtract a month for Jason to be dead bringing it to 2y4m, so 28 months. And if Jason started as Robin around 11 months after Dick left, that would mean he had something like 17 months on the job? Or rather, 1 year, 5 months, slightly more than a year and a half.

Again, that's with the most generous windows I can think of for time passing, allowing for rounding and casual timekeeping. You could say that if we want to take Dick exactly at his word, only 6 months have passed since #416 and #436, which if we still think Jason was Robin for about a month before Dick met him would mean that Jason was only Robin for less than a year.

And I don't even want to do the math for how soon that makes Tim take Jason's place, honestly. Tim becomes Robin over the course of #440-#442. Out of universe, it's been slightly less than a year, but in universe??? 😕

(And before anyone brings it up- I don't think whatever the timeline for Tim in universe can necessarily be used to divine characterization for Bruce or Dick because it is very much a Doylist, editorial-driven decision. It isn't necessarily fair to treat it just as a character decision when the sales and marketing side probably played a heavy role.)

But yeah... this may be a waste of time given how many times the timeline has been reset since this point. I have no idea how much of this even is still standing or still counts. AND! It's also a timeline that is somewhat warped by Infinite Crisis.

But it's personally weird to me because I always got the impression from fandom that Jason was Robin a lot longer than he was.

[hwxnghyynjin]

911, What's Your Damage? [Teaser]

pairing: evan buckley x male reader Genre: horror, angst, fluff, apocalypse!au Warnings: tba Words: 416 (teaser), actual word count tba

The sound of Buck’s alarm waking you up at an ungodly hour of the morning was something you weren’t too pleased about but ever since you started dating the firefighter, you’ve gotten used to Buck’s work schedule. Even if that means sacrificing your sleep to ensure that Buck has everything he needs ready for work. Unfortunately, though, there have been times when Buck has gotten distracted and made himself late for work. Like this morning, for example.

“This is what happens when you get distracted by a pigeon, babe. I don’t even know how you managed to see the pigeon in the first place”, you said, scratching the top of your head. When your boyfriend was supposed to be getting himself ready for work, he somehow managed to see a pigeon get stuck on his balcony, and tried to save the poor bird, which got stuck. Buck spent 20 minutes trying to save the poor bird, ending in success as he managed to get the pigeon unstuck, the bird flying away.

“But babe, if I hadn’t seen the pigeon, who knows what would have happened? It could have gotten injured or something”, Buck said, rushing around the apartment to try and get everything he needs before throwing them in his duffel bag. He ran down the stairs, his duffel bag thrown over his shoulder. “I’ll message you when I get a chance during the day, I love you”, Buck says, planting a kiss on your lips. He rushed out of the door, almost tripping over in the process. “I love you too”, you called out to him before he closed the door. 

Since you were already wide awake, you decided to start your day early. You went for a run, grabbed a coffee and something to eat on your way back from your favourite coffee shop, had a shower once you got home and then got dressed. Since it’s quite warm out, instead of opting for your usual pair of black cargo pants, you decided to wear a pair of washed out grey ripped jeans, paired with a plain white t-shirt and some black sneakers. By the time you were ready for the day, the clock read 10am. You noticed you were running low on groceries, so you grabbed your keys and headed out of yours and Bucks apartment, locked the door and headed to your car, which was parked outside the apartment building. If only you knew about the horrors that were waiting to happen.

[heroesriseandfall]

I think Jason and Tim may have canonically been in the same school grade before Jason died. Not because Tim skipped any grades, but because Jason was behind two grades. This would also mean Jason died before he ever made it into high school.

Based on what I have extrapolated from post-Crisis comics, this seems like a working timeline:

Here is a calendar view with arbitrarily chosen years and other details added in for reference (if you can’t see it very well, here’s the spreadsheet)

Below is the math + sources (all based on post-Crisis comics)

Before being adopted by Bruce, Batman #410 says Jason was a 5th grade dropout

(sidenote: Jason said his mom was sick for over a year and she died in the most recent February before Bruce met Jason in Batman #408-409)

By the time of Batman Annual 12 (published only a few months before Jason died)*, Jason was in 7th grade

His deathdate is given as April 27th in Batman Annual 25 and The Batman Files, which is during the school year

So he was probably in 7th grade when he died

Jason was most likely 14** when he died, and his Aug 16 birthday is before the New Jersey cut-off date of October 1st

Tim was most likely 12 when Jason died, since they’re almost exactly 2 years apart

Usually, 7th graders are 12-13 years old

So Jason was 2 years older than typical for 7th grade, and he is 2 years older than Tim

Tim started 9th grade/high school at age 14 (Robin II: Joker's Wild), over a year after Jason's death

14-15 is typical starting age for 9th grade, so Tim is clearly in the usual age-range for his grade

So Tim would be in 7th grade when Jason died. Same as Jason.

* Publishing dates don’t always match up with where things fit in a timeline. Especially since annuals aren’t always clearly positioned in related to the rest of the comic’s issues. In the annual, Jason does mention KGBeast, who he’d fought recently in the then-current Batman run.

My default is to presume things are meant to be set generally near other comics published the same time unless I see an indication otherwise. There isn’t much indication here—Jason’s age really isn’t mentioned at all during his actual run as Robin IIRC, we have to extrapolate from later comics.

**My reasons for Jason being 14 and Tim being 12 when he dies are long and complicated, but for a brief overview:

We know they’re almost exactly two years apart because Jason turned 18 on Aug 16th in Detective Comics #790, and just a while before that, Tim had turned 16 on July 19th in Robin Vol. 2 #116. That would make them around 1 year 11 months apart. The death certificate in The Batman Files says Jason was 15 when he died on April 27. However, Jay dying in April and Tim being 13 when his training starts a few months later (implied to be late summer/early fall, in Batman: A Lonely Place of Dying; age 13 confirmed again in Batman #448) and then December and more than 6 months passing before Tim is finally said to be 14 starting high school (Robin II: Joker’s Wild), and then having to stuff Tim’s Robin training, Knightfall, Contagion, Legacy, and Aftershocks into all being while he’s 14…all make it mathematically unreasonable for Tim & Jason to be anything other than 14 and 12 when Jason dies. Tim must turn 13 after Jason’s death, right before he’s introduced, so that he has time to become Robin etc. before he turns 14. Jason being 15 really doesn't work well when comparing to other comics, so I think it makes more sense to say they for some reason rounded up his age to 15 since he would have been turning 15 in a few months. With this timeline, Jason would be roughly 14 years, 8 months, and 11 days old when he died. There IS a comic (Batman #416) that implies Jason was Robin for longer than this would require, but the timeline for that makes my head hurt and it was contradicted by Nightwing: Year One anyway. There’s also the case of Dick’s age compared to them, which bitimdrake has already gone into depth about and also makes it less likely Jason was 15 since Dick was 19 when he became Nightwing (Batman #416) and at most 21 after Tim already became Robin (Deathstroke Annual 1, 1992). TL;DR: Jason could, theoretically, have been 15 when he died, but it makes the timeline so wonky to do that and 14 almost 15 works way better.

My personal headcanon is Jason drops out of 5th grade at age 10, probably due to homelife issues. Catherine Todd gets sick, and a year or more passes of Jason not being in school while she’s sick. It’s not entirely clear when Jason becomes homeless, though Batman #426 says he “disappeared” (according to his old neighbor) after his mom died to avoid getting put in a state home. Catherine dies in the closest February to when Dick quits being Robin/gets fired at age 19. Then Jason gets adopted at age 12, turns 13, and goes into 6th grade right after. This would match up perfectly for Jason to be in 7th grade by the time he’s 14, rather than 9th grade like most other 14 year olds.

(Which, at that point, especially when Jason had such good grades, why not let him skip to be in his own age group? idk, maybe Bruce or Jason or Alfred had particular thoughts about Jason continuing where he left off, maybe Gotham schools have particular feelings about that, who knows)

I do want to note, I think it is very unlikely Tim and Jason attended the same school in pre-Crisis canon. Jason’s school for 7th grade wasn’t specified, though in Batman and Robin Vol. 1 #25 he says he went to Thomas Wayne Middle School for 3 months (why only 3 months??? eerily that is the same amount of time between a spring semester starting & Jason’s April deathdate...an implication Jason switched schools or was homeschooled at Wayne Manor for a bit??).

EDIT: I've recently looked it up and realized some schools in the US do include 5th grade as middle school. So if Jason dropped out of 5th grade, at Thomas Wayne Middle School, three months after starting there, that could be an explanation for why he said that.

It seems like (but not totally sure) Jason probably went to public school, which would match up with Robin: Year One showing Dick go to a public middle school, too.

On the other hand, we know for sure that Tim attended various private boarding schools throughout his childhood (as stated in Batman: A Lonely Place of Dying, Robin III: Cry of the Huntress, etc.) so I just really don’t think they were at the same schools. If you wanted to, though, you could easily make them go to the same schools in fanfic so they could be in the same classes.

[violetsareblue-selfships]

#7. Rain / Infection

Selfshiptober 2024 | [WC: 416] / this feels like an obvious choice for rain given everything about her but yeah ^^ i hope you enjoy it! <3

The soft pattering of the rain against the pavement bring with it both a sense of comfort and melancholy. Every time it rains, especially in a proper city, April can't help but be reminded of her first meeting with Acheron.

Aeons, even thinking about her makes her heart ache. Knowing they're far apart and unlikely to see each other any time soon. They were lucky enough to keep stumbling onto the same planets as the other for a while, but they can't always be going the same path.

The streetlights reflect in the water like starlight, enough to make her smile. Her mind flits back to one time that she'd convinced Acheron to put away her umbrella so they could dance under the falling rain.

Or another time where she was purposefully splashing around in the puddles once the rain had stopped and caught Acheron watching her with the softest gaze. Her heart flutters simply remembering it.

Somehow the ache is stronger now that they're together. Before, during the pining stage where everything had been for the sake of having fun or enjoying the other, being apart wasn't fun but it didn't hurt quite like this.

It's enough to make her consider leaving her life on the Express behind so she can travel the cosmos with the one she loves.

Lost in thought, she doesn't hear the footsteps come up from behind her, only brought out of her reverie by something shielding her from the rain. Her eyes flick up to a familiar red umbrella and she turns on her heel in an instant, fast enough that she nearly loses her balance if not for the hand settling at her waist.

"Acheron…" She murmurs, watching those pretty eyes soften. She moves in an instant, wrapping her girlfriend up in the tightest hug she can muster, neither of them caring how soaked she is.

"Come on, let's get you somewhere dry," Acheron murmurs in her ear. "I'd hate for you to get sick when we haven't seen each other in so long…"

April laughs softly and pulls back a little, taking one of her hands and squeezing it tightly. "Yeah, come on. We can head back to my hotel room."

Acheron nods, a faint smile on her face. This is so similar to their first meeting…

Maybe they can recreate it in its entirety. After all, it's been ages since they've been together so intimately…

Either way, it's going to be a perfect evening, reunited once more.

[flybynightwing]

I loved your Nightwing-It’s a Wonderful Life fic, and I figured that based on your research for it you might be able to answer this. How did raising Dick change Bruce? Logically it must have, and my general idea is that it gave him something to live for apart from his mission, made him more open to working with others, and made him less violent/aggressive— but is there any canon, Post-Crisis evidence for that?

Because Dick and Bruce's relationship (and Bruce's early career generally) was entirely backfilled after Crisis on Infinite Earths, there are a lot of big gaps in the story, and different authors' depictions of their early years are often very contradictory. And then very soon after Crisis, the Dark/Iron Age of comics begins, meaning that Bruce's characterization very quickly becomes a lot more violent and aggressive than it was previously. You can, and many fans and writers do, attribute those changes to the Watsonian cause of Jason's death, but they also happen retroactively. With the Crisis and the beginning of the grim-dark-ification of comics (and some other more complicated factors that I won't get into here) Dick and Bruce's relationship also becomes a lot more troubled than it had been previously.

All of which is to say that there isn't a lot of incredibly strong evidence for the idea that Dick made Bruce less violent and more open to others, even if I do (obviously) think it's a fairly in-character reading of the mess of canon that we get, because even in flashbacks Bruce kind of becomes more violent around that time. There's definitely some evidence that Dick gave Bruce something to live for, though.

The immediate Post-Crisis version of Dick and Bruce's meeting, Dark Victory, portrays a version of Bruce who is incredibly reserved even in his internal narration. The most effusive he gets is thinking to himself, "The boy... shows promise." But the obvious intended implication is that Bruce has very quickly come to be emotionally invested in Dick, and lets that emotional connection overwhelm his reservedness and (sometimes) his good sense.

(Dark Victory #13)

And of course, in the Post-Crisis explanation for why Dick stopped being Robin, we have Bruce's description of why he recruited Jason.

(Batman Vol 1 #416)

Mostly, though, we get the idea that Dick softened Bruce and gave him something to live for through things that other people say. Most famously, there's Tim "Batman needs a Robin" Drake, talking about Batman's increasing violence since he lost Jason.

(Batman vol 1 #441)

But here, for instance, is young Dick Grayson himself, in Batman: Year Three, which is both a reckoning with Bruce's increasing violence since losing Jason and a partial retelling of Dick and Bruce's original meeting:

(Batman Vol 1 #438)

And then there's Alfred, in the aftermath of the War Games arc, speaking to Dick:

(Nightwing Vol 2 #99)

All of which is to say that there isn't a ton of direct evidence that working with Dick made Bruce more open to working with others, or less violent... but there's a lot of evidence that he deeply needed Dick for his psychological wellbeing, and that a lot of people think of Dick as a vital source of hope and connection in his life.

[theworldofotps]

Welcome Home (Drabble) NSFW

Pairing: Shinsuke x OC Melissa Word Count: 416 Prompt: 'You look good with my hands around your throat' 'I'm going to ruin you'

@melissahausen I hope you enjoy this love thanks for requesting I hope I did him justice!

Little NSFW ___________ Tag list: @omg-im-such-a-masochist​ @melissahausen​ @new-zealand-chic​ @writtingrose​ @99hook @sjwrites22​ @sassymox​ @mrsacklesevansmgk​ @xladyxfatex​ @adamcolesbaybay @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch​ @demonqueen29​ @itsicantbelievethis666​ @lilred91​ @rebellious-desires @claymorexpunisher @letsgivethisonemoreshot @ava-valerie​ @shortyiceheart​ @serpantscorpio8497​ @thatpanpal​ @thatnerdwriter @wrestlersownmyheart @vebner37​ @auburnwrites​ @aews-four-pillars​ @seeingstarks​ @whenimakeitshine1234​ @legit9thlunaticwarrior​ @blaquekitty​ @ironshamelessyouth @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @ripleyswhore @moonrosekk @xbreezymeadowsx @alyyaanna @elevennbloom @melblacc @alliwant456  @mcreignsera If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. __________ Being apart from her boyfriend was always difficult sure they Facetimed and texted often, but it wasn’t the same as when Shinsuke was actually with her. Tonight he was returning home after an overseas trip with WWE. She made his favorite dinner, calling Asuka for help with that and everything was coming together nicely. Hearing a car pull up she left the kitchen and went into the living room to look out the window.

Shinsuke opened the front door setting his bags by the staircase and smiled when Melissa walked over to him.

"Welcome home."

Embracing Melissa chattered away assuring him they could leave his bags now since dinner was still hot. Leading him to the dining room Melissa sat down as they served themselves and started eating, listening to all he had to share with her about the mini tour. She always loved listening to him talk about work, it was obvious he loved what he did.

Finishing dinner, they cleaned up together and when she went to walk to the living room Shinsuke smiled.

“Bedroom.”

Looking at him with a small smile growing Melissa nodded and started up the stairs yelping when she felt the sting of a slap to her ass. Moving quicker she rushed into the room, turning to face him as he closed the door. Stalking towards her like she was prey a dark look in his eyes. Pulling her close to him he kissed her deeply, both letting out soft sighs at finally being able to touch each other again. Melissa gasped as Shinsuke’s mouth traveled down and along her collarbone, his teeth grazing the skin as his fingers moved down her body exploring each curve. He had every inch of her body memorized and had missed being able to feel her under his hands. Slipping his hand in her short he continued kissing along her skin occasionally grazing her clit through her panties.

“I love hearing you.”

He whispered, keeping her legs apart with his knee as he had her pressed against their bedroom wall, listening to her soft moans and begging for him to do something else.

“Please I need you need more please.”

She begged as his free hand wrapped around her neck and he smirked looking at the marks he left along her skin.

“You look good with my hand around your throat. Patient.”

Shinsuke spoke a few words in Japanese as he tugged her panties down, sliding two fingers into her core.

“I’m going to ruin you.”