#Grundy Punch!

[satoshy12]

Idol of Children Grundy!

As Solomon Grundy was mysteriously transported to Amity Park, he was discovered by the Hero of the City.

Confused by all of it, and the boy being like Grundy, he listened. That was how he became the town's two guardians against the ghosts and others.

The children, were fascinated by the great Grundy's moves, start cheering for their newfound hero with catchphrases like "Do the "Grundy Punch!" and "Do the "Grundy Kick!" and the fight is won!"' When he battles the threat! Heh Batman, this is how you truly are a hero! The Grundy Hero way! Grundy Punch!!!

A/N

Yes Falcon Punch is Grundy Punch

[ufonaut]

I have come through the ages to warn you of the dark danger that is threatening! Even now, evil men are attempting to revive your world’s greatest menace... Solomon Grundy!

Comic Cavalcade (1942) #13

(Alfred Bester, Paul Reinman)

[necrotic-nephilim]

"I think you need a little something to remind you of who you belong to." - JayTim

send a quote and a ship and I'll write a short fic!

god this one is so good. this idea just. sat in my brain goo for days until i had the time to write it. this takes place like. right around Search For A Hero and before Battle for the Cowl, i would say, with dead Bruce and all, but before Red Robin. very fucked up one-sided feelings bc Jason is Jason and i love him. it's like 3.6k words and my partner edited it for me so. enjoy <3

It took Tim longer than it should’ve to notice the change.

With Bruce gone, Gotham was in upheaval.

No matter how much Tim did, there was always more. A new villain to fight, a new gang to take down, a new murder to solve. Gotham knew that the Batman was gone, for good this time.

Which meant they knew someone, something, could kill Batman.

That made Tim the fresh meat to go after. If the Batman could be killed, it shouldn’t be any harder to take down his Robin. Tim knew that every villain would want a piece of him and he had to prove himself. And for a while, he did. Tim was personally targeted by rogues, ready to be the Joker to his Robin.

Then it changed.

No one was pulling their punches, necessarily. But there was a change. Gangs that once had no problem facing Tim down were running in the opposite direction. Rogues gave up too easily, with an amount of fear in their eyes that didn’t quite match Tim’s reputation.

He should’ve noticed it sooner.

Tim knew something was wrong, at least. But he’d been so slow to notice it; now he was scrambling for answers. He’d interrogated half a dozen thugs and none of them gave him anything. Tim used every trick Bruce had taught him and still. He had nothing. It was just confirmation that they were hiding something. He was missing something, and he had nothing to show for it.

It reminded Tim of how the tide receded right before a tsunami- a quiet, deadly calm rolled over Gotham.

Someone was pulling strings. Someone was going right over Tim’s head, probably planning a big attack to sweep Tim undertow to drown in the chaos. And Tim didn’t have a single lead.

Waiting was always the worst part.

And still, the fires in Gotham burned. Whatever was going on kept getting pushed to the back burner so Tim could stop everything from human trafficking rings to street muggings. He knew he was stretched too thin, too exhausted to hold himself up.

It was a matter of time before Tim got pulled into a merciless riptide.

He just didn’t expect it to be in some grimy alley, losing a fight to a second-rate mob that jumped him.

Tim should’ve gone back to the Batcave when his shoulder got dislocated an hour ago by Harley Quinn instead of just setting it and carrying on.

He should’ve called for backup an hour before that, when he had to face all the Gotham Sirens on his own, leading to the chase with Harley in the first place.

And he definitely should’ve stayed home from patrol altogether, with ribs that were still cracked from a run-in with Solomon Grundy less than a week ago.

But Tim didn’t do any of that. Because if he was going to carry on any part of Bruce’s legacy, it was this: fighting until his body gave out under him.

Tim just hoped if this mob killed him, they wouldn’t dump his body somewhere embarrassing.

Though it was starting to look less like if, and more like when. Tim didn’t like to be pessimistic in a fight. There was always something more to do, one final trick to pull out of his arsenal. Just like Bruce taught him.

This time, though. Tim wasn’t so sure about that.

There was blood in his mouth. Blood in his eyes. He could barely stand, let alone hold his bo staff. It took every ounce of worn-out effort to block the endless blows raining down on his battered body, let alone try to punch back.

Tim always figured he’d meet a violent end.

He wasn’t sure where his comm link had skittered off to. It got knocked out of his ear under a particularly vicious blow to the head, cutting Tim off from any hope of backup. He was in this one alone.

Someone kneed Tim in his already brutalized ribs. He doubled over and groaned, falling to the ground.

He needed to get back up.

Tim’s arms were too shaky to support his weight. He just collapsed again. A steel-toed boot was raised above his head, ready to come down. Tim just closed his eyes and covered his head as best he could with his hands. Better broken fingers than a broken skull.

The boot never connected.

Instead, Tim heard gunfire.

He knew some of the men had guns, but this was a different kind of gunfire. The automatic kind, coming from a different direction. All Tim could do was watch with wide eyes as his attackers started to drop like flies tinged with red.

The ones who managed to survive the first volley of bullets were scrambling around, yelling at each other in a foreign language. Russian, maybe? It was hard for Tim to tell with his head swimming from blood loss, eardrums pulsing to the infernal beat.

From the darkness, a figure jumped down, landing in front of Tim, holding an automatic rifle over their shoulder. Tim blinked hard, trying to make out who it was.

“I only gave you miserable fucks one rule,” a cold voice growled. “Who wants to remind me what it was?”

Damnit. Tim knew that voice.

He was beyond screwed.

All the men froze. Stuttered apologies and pleas came out of half of them, messy and incoherent. They all sounded positively terrified, cowering in front of the figure.

“We didn’t know it was-”

“-just wanted to scare him-”

“He came to our territory first-”

“-but we weren’t going to kill him-”

Jason Todd fired a few shots into the sky, silencing all of them. Tim swallowed a mouthful of blood, his own heart reverberating against copper-stained teeth.

“I asked what the rule was,” Jason repeated slowly. He cracked his neck and pulled a knife off his belt, flipping it around for show.

One of the men was brave enough to step forward. “No one’s allowed to touch Robin. Sir.”

Tim’s breath caught in his throat.

What the hell?

Jason nodded slowly. “And last I checked-” he made a show of turning back to look at Tim. Under the helmet, Tim couldn’t begin to guess Jason’s intentions. “-there’s only one kid with a big R on his chest fighting with a bo staff. I was being pretty generous with all of you. Protection from the cops, from other gangs. All for one fucking rule.”

“Why are you protecting him, anyway? Vigilante freaks cause us nothing but problems-”

The man’s yelling was abruptly cut off by the bang of Jason’s gun and his brains splattering across the alleyway. A smear of pink landed on his bo staff; there was no coming back from that one.

“I guess I should’ve had two rules. No touching Robin and no asking questions,” Jason hummed lazily, as if he hadn’t just taken a man’s life. He shrugged. “I’ll add it to the tab.” He reloaded the gun.

Tim grabbed Jason’s ankle. “Don’t…” he coughed up a mouthful of blood, “don’t kill them.” It was pathetic. He could hold his own in a fight against Jason. He had before. But now, Tim couldn’t even stand and was left with barely enough strength to even grab Jason.

Like shooing away an insolent child, Jason pulled his leg free and clicked his tongue at Tim. “I’ll get to you in a second. Wait your turn.”

Then, he let loose. And there was nothing Tim could do but watch in horror.

Jason tore through every single one of the men like paper. their bodies dropped one by one because instead of the gun, Jason jumped in with his knife. For the fun of the fight, Tim guessed. Because it definitely sounded like Jason was enjoying himself, flipping through the crowd and throwing out a vile quip now and then.

In seconds, it was over. A pile of bodies with Jason as the indisputable victor, wiping his bloody knife off on his jacket. He walked over to Tim, perfectly casual.

Maybe he was saving Tim for the finale, to be killed by Jason’s own hand around his neck. That was the only reason Tim could think of for Jason being the reason rogues had pulled back so much over the past few weeks. Jason wanted Tim’s blood for himself, so he could make some kind of statement out of killing Robin. Or something like that, anyway.

“Up we go,” Jason said with a grunt, leaning over to Tim up like a sack of potatoes. Tim was hauled up with Jason’s hands under his armpits, then tossed over Jason’s shoulder, with an arm supporting him around his thighs.

At least the dead bodies couldn’t judge Tim for how utterly embarrassing he must’ve looked.

“Put me down,” Tim tried to say, but the words were so slurred they sounded like one long syllable. His head was spinning. Tim had heard of double vision, but never triple. Was that a bad sign??

“It’s pronounced thank you, actually,” Jason said, walking off with Tim in tow. Each step made all of Tim’s injuries feel far worse and he hissed, uselessly trying to claw at Jason’s back, the material of his gloves squeaking pathetically. “As in, thank you for saving my sorry ass, Red Hood.”

“Fuck you,” Tim sputtered. He was getting blood all over Jason’s jacket and it was the only thing he could see, as his vision got more tunneled by the second. “Where are you…” everything hurt and consciousness was slipping away from Tim.

Jason said something. Tim didn’t hear it. His hands went slack, followed by the rest of Tim’s body.

His last coherent thought was a long string of expletives cursing Jason Todd out.

It took over a liter of blood to stabilize Tim. Stitches on his arm, stomach, and forehead littered his battered body. He was still unconscious on Jason’s coffee table, with a makeshift IV drip giving him fluids, stripped down to his boxers.

Jason was torn between being supremely pissed off at Tim getting jumped and being sickly fascinated by the sight of Tim being bruised and bloody. Perfectly laid out for Jason.

Maybe he should’ve thanked that Russian mob before killing them.

Jason knew it was just a matter of time before that mob caused him issues. They were no real loss to his empire. He was lucky he caught them in the act before it was too late.

One simple rule and some idiots went out of their way to ignore it.

Tim was Jason’s meat and no one else’s. Jason hadn’t been ready to mark his territory yet. This sped up his plan. There were so many steps Jason had to skip to save Tim. He had been waiting for Gotham’s trust in Robin to grow secure and rooted down, putting Tim on top of the world. Then a new Batman would step up, probably Dick. It’d leave Tim aimless and vulnerable, quickly forgotten by his city the moment they had someone in a Batsuit to worship instead.

And that was supposed to be the moment Jason swooped in and claimed Tim. Protecting him from all the big mean supervillains who were salivating for Tim’s blood that Jason had been holding back for so long.

He would be Tim’s fucking savior.

But a no-name Russian mob had to go and screw it up. Leaving Jason sitting on his couch, feet propped up on the same coffee table Tim was sprawled out on. Every now and then Jason nudged Tim with his boot, just to check how out cold he really was.

The latest boot nudge to Tim’s hip actually got him to stir.

Tim groaned, trying to move. His attempt to sit up failed pretty spectacularly. His arm gave out and he slipped, head loudly bonking on the coffee table. With the concussion he definitely had, that had to hurt like hell. Jason smirked, lighting a cigarette. Another pretty groan out of Tim’s mouth before he managed to open his eyes, blinking hard to adjust to his surroundings.

Jason didn’t rush him. He just watched as Tim looked around the safehouse, craning his neck. He ran his hands over his body, feeling the neat bandage work. Finally, his eyes settled on Jason, widening slightly. Jason could see the wheels turning in Tim’s bright mind, remembering what had happened.

Tim opened and closed his mouth a few times, presumably trying to decide where to start. Jason took a long drag and blew the smoke in the direction of Tim’s face, making him cough.

“Why?” Tim finally said. His voice sounded a little raw.

Jason arched an eyebrow, playing innocent. “Why what?”

“You know what,” Tim snapped. He gestured to himself. “Why are you… doing this? Telling everyone I’m off limits and…”

“And saving you?” Jason finished, earning him a lethal glare. About as lethal as a kicked puppy could be, anyway. Jason snorted and shrugged. “Because I can.” No point in sharing a plan that was all fucked up.

“I don’t need your help,” Tim said through gritted teeth. He tried to sit up, slower this time. He still didn’t manage it.

Jason stared at him. “I’m sorry, would you have preferred Nightwing scrap what was left of you off the pavement after those asshats were through with you?”

“I can fight my own battles.”

“And lose them too. Clearly.”

An angry noise came out of Tim’s throat. “Did you just want to save me for yourself, or something?” Tim prodded, fist clenched at his side.

“Probably not in the way you’re thinking,” Jason said. He flicked ashes off of his cigarette onto Tim’s skin, pulling a hiss out of him.

Tim frowned. “What does that mean?”

“Figure it out yourself. Isn’t detective work your whole thing?” Jason made a show of adjusting how he was sitting on the couch as if he was getting comfortable. He moved to prop his feet up on Tim’s leg, one of the few places on his body that wasn’t covered in injuries. Using him like a little footstool.

Oh, that really pissed Tim off. Jason grinned wickedly, watching Tim try and fail to pull himself free. There wasn’t much weight on his leg, but he was still too weak to get his body to cooperate, leaving him to sluggishly struggle.

Tim’s face twisted. “If you think you could convince me to be your sidekick, you’re out of your mind.”

“I was thinking more along the lines of a lap dog, actually,” Jason tilted his head back. “Much more submissive and obedient, that way.” He didn’t hide the obvious innuendo in his voice.

Tim recoiled. “Very funny.”

“I’m dead serious,” Jason shot back. “I don’t kill for just anyone.” Contrary to popular belief, murder was purposeful, with Jason. If he killed a lot of people, it was for a specific reason. It was a careful image of the unstable madman to make people fear him. But in reality, it was all planned. Every single body in the grave was carefully counted.

“You’re psychotic if you think I’d ever… submit to you.” Tim’s mouth twisted just having to say the words, utterly disgusted by them.

Jason scoffed. “I think there’s a misunderstanding here, Drake.” He pulled a butterfly knife out of his pocket, flipping it open. “You already belong to me. Every criminal in Gotham knows you’re mine. You’re alive because I’ve allowed it. You’re protected because I called for it. It’s a done fucking deal.” He took his feet off of Tim’s leg and brought them to the floor so he could lean up close to Tim’s pale face. “Understood?”

Like a perfectly rational person, Tim tried to headbutt Jason.

Jason pulled back, more for Tim’s sake than his own. He caught Tim’s head with his hand, forcing it back down on the table.

“I didn’t ask for your protection,” Tim hissed, breathing hard. “You can go to hell, Jason. I can handle this city just fine on my own.”

“I don’t really care if you can or not.” Jason pressed the knife to Tim’s throat, a dangerous warning against any more stupid attempts to fight Jason. “You can be Robin all you want. You can crawl back home to that disgusting cave and play house with all the other bats. I don’t give a shit how you live your life, Drake. So long as you know you’re mine at the end of the day-” he shrugged- “we can take all this slow. I was planning to anyway.”

“You were planning to…” Tim echoed, turning the words over as it sank in for him. “You were planning… what? To make me fall in love with you or something?”

Jason gave another nonchalant shrug. “If that’s how you want to dumb it down, sure.” The plan was far more sophisticated than that. Jason didn’t just need Tim to love him. He needed Tim to crave Jason, need him down to the marrow, and dedicate himself wholly to Jason. Be by Jason’s side as a strategist and partner.

They would get there eventually. Soon Tim would see and understand things from Jason’s perspective. His approach just needed to be a little more head-on.

More fun for Jason in the long run.

It was hard to read Tim’s expression. Maybe Jason was too hopeful to believe there could be some kind of arousal or intrigue there, but he could at least tell there wasn’t nearly as much anger as he expected.

Nor was there any disgust.

For a split second, anyway. Then Tim seemed to snap back to reality, trying to pull away from Jason and the knife.

“Over my dead body,” Tim said with as much venom as it seemed like he could muster.

“You know, I’ll do you a favor, Drake.” Jason lifted one leg over the table so he could sit on Tim’s midsection, making him yell in pain. Jason was a heavy son of a bitch, and his body weight did no favor for Tim’s sore ribs.

“What the hell are you doing?” Tim tried to shove Jason’s chest. He looked a little panicked, like a caged animal.

“I think,” Jason dragged out the words, just for show, “you need a little something to remind you of who you belong to. So I’ll be nice, to make sure you don’t forget it.”

He grabbed Tim’s jaw and jerked his head to the side. Tim cried out and tried to get away. He hit Jason in the chest as hard as he could. Which given his current state, was about the same as being smacked by a toddler.

“You should probably stay still if you don’t want a knife in your eye,” Jason warned. He lifted the blade and pressed it into Tim’s cheek, going deep enough to scar.

He didn’t even have to think about it. Jason knew exactly what he was doing the moment he pressed the blade to Tim’s skin.

A mark that anyone would recognize.

A mark just like the one Jason had been given, years ago.

The letter J could stand for a lot of things. And right now, it stood for marking Tim as Jason’s territory.

Jason dragged the knife down and curled it upward. Then he went in for the second cut, dragging across Tim’s cheek.

Tim had the sense to stay perfectly still while the blade moved. Pained noises came out of his throat and he was giving Jason a death stare, but he stayed still.

A perfectly obedient lap dog.

Jason hummed in satisfaction when his work was done. He flicked the knife closed and slipped it back into his belt, watching fresh blood pour down Tim’s face.

Now they matched.

For good measure, Jason bent over and pressed a kiss against the cut, holding his lips there and feeling Tim’s breath on his skin.

Jason pulled away, licking the blood off his mouth. His first time tasting Tim. It definitely wouldn’t be the last.

“I’m going to kill you,” Tim bit the words out through grit teeth.

Jason just smiled. “Don’t you have pesky bat morals about that?” He climbed off Tim, flicking more ashes onto Tim’s skin from the cigarette that had stayed between Jason’s fingers the whole time. He lifted it to his lips, breathing in. “Your suit is over there.” Jason gestured vaguely to the heaped pile of Tim’s suit.

“You’re-” Tim sputtered on his words. “You’re just going to let me leave?”

“I told you,” Jason hummed, wandering toward his fridge, “you can go live your life. I don’t care. You’ll crawl back to me when I want you to.”

“Like hell.” A loud grunt came from Tim and Jason looked over his shoulder, watching Tim slowly move. Every inch looked painful for Tim, but slowly, he managed to get his stiff joints to obey him.

All while Jason watched, offering absolutely no help.

Tim got dressed with a lot of swearing and groans of pain, occasionally shooting Jason a dirty look. He put a small bandage on his cheek, then limped away, leaving behind the shreds of his dignity.

Jason just smiled, finishing his cigarette and stubbing it out on the floor with his heel.

Tim would be back. He would make damn sure of it.

[1dmonthlyficroundup]

— 1D Monthly Fic Roundup —

Hi, and welcome to the 1D Monthly Fic Roundup for September 2024! Below you’ll find 1D fics that were all published this month. We hope you’ll check out these new fics! If you would like to submit your own fic, please check this post on how to submit or visit our blog @1dmonthlyficroundup​. You can find all our other posts here.

Happy reading!

＊ I long for that feeling to not feel at all by @ineverateakiwi [NR, 2k, Louis/Harry]

When he is not around and Harry needs to feel more grounded, steady on his own feet, he thinks of Louis. It's probably not healthy to rely on someone this heavily, but it's better than nothing. It's what he has right now. And, right now, it's working. Is thinking about that feeling, the feeling of being real, being alive, that he whispers – without thinking �� those two words. — "Hurt me."

Harry needs to feel something, even if it's pain. Louis gives what he needs.

＊ where the real you is the superstar by LiveLaughLoveLarry / @loveislarryislove [T, 2k, Harry/Louis]

Louis has lived in his tiny beachfront town his whole life, and doesn't know if he'll ever leave. Harry is constantly moving around, but when he meets Louis, he can't help wishing this could be the place he might stay. Just because the summer is temporary doesn't mean it's not worthwhile.

＊ Just a Little Taste, Babe by @allwaswell16 [E, 2k, Louis/Harry]

Harry’s been pining over Louis Tomlinson since their sixth form days. Now, he’s backstage at Louis’ concert and trying not to embarrass himself.

＊ make sure you kiss your knuckles before you punch me in the face by localopa / @voulezloux [E, 24k, Harry/Louis]

things could be worse. harry doesn’t know what could be worse than being forced to do a tell-all interview with his ex friends with benefits that he still harbors feelings for, the only person he could ever see a future with, the person who truly hates him so much, he can’t help but hate him right back. but surely, worse things have happened at sea, right?

＊ Necessities of Nesting by @haztobegood [G, 5k, Louis/Harry]

“I know this is a sensitive topic and you probably don’t want to talk about your nest with me. But I have a friend that teaches nesting classes. Maybe they could help.”

“So you agree: my nest sucks and I’m a shit omega.”

＊ A Tight Space by haztobegood [T, 2k, Harry/Louis]

Niall pushes the bedroom door open. A huge mass of brown fur bolts between his legs. Louis startles with a hand to his chest.

“What the fuck was that?”

“Oh, that’s the cat. I told you Liam found a stray a few days ago. That’s him.”

“Are you sure that’s a cat?”

＊ The Grundy County Corn Maze Incident by haztobegood [T, 2k, Niall/Greg James]

Niall was getting tired and a bit worried about actually getting out of the corn maze. He had lost track of time and the fun was wearing off. Then, he heard someone shout for help. Part 3 of Grundy County Incidents

＊ Special Instructions by haztobegood [T, 2k, Zayn/Louis]

He didn’t mean for the drawings to become a thing. But they have. Every Tuesday night around eight o’clock, a take out order from Louis T. appears. Each order has new special instructions, requesting some change to the carefully curated dishes that Zayn has concocted. And every Tuesday night, Zayn doodles a response to those special instructions.

＊ A Wrench and a Rodent by haztobegood [T, 5k, Louis/Harry]

Louis just wants to study astrophysics, do some research, and graduate from Casper University. Fate throws a wrench in his plans.

＊ Language Of A Petal by @bittersweetsin [E, 15k, Harry/Louis]

“Wait, you're reading Divin-“

“-Divined Souls? Yup,” Harry finishes for him.

Starving off a grin, Louis says, “Have you actually been stalking me all this time and just lied about not knowing me?”

“Guess we’ll never know.”

or Louis is a librarian, and Harry comes in all the time to return books he’s finished reading. Every time Louis opens the book to check for any damages, there’s always a flower hidden in between one of the pages, specifically on a paragraph that has a deep meaning.

＊ Come and See My Dreams by @lululawrence [NR, 3k, Louis/Harry]

In a world where alphas traditionally built nests as part of the courting rituals for their omegas and rarely outside of that, Louis felt drawn to nest for his best friend from the time he was young.

Now, it was finally time to present the nest to Harry.

＊ a moon, a rainbow, and a carnation by lululawrence [NR, 8k, Louis/Oscar Isaac/Pedro Pascal]

“I swear they’re secretly dating or maybe even married at this point and are just trying to see how long they can keep it under wraps or something. Not quite sure what the deal is, honestly, but they swear up and down that they’re just friends whenever anyone asks.”

Louis chuckled. “Too bad. I’d have happily gone after either one of them, honestly.”

“Or both,” Calvin said, waggling his eyebrows.

Or the five times Louis, Pedro, and Oscar have incredible chemistry and the one time they finally admit to the feelings.

＊ 'Cause What I Want Came True by lululawrence [NR, 1k, Louis/Diego Luna]

Diego had been… unexpected. From the moment that Louis had walked into the coffee shop and seen him sitting there, he was surprised. He’d known Diego was attractive, the few photos he had shared on the dating app had made that clear, but there was something about seeing him in person that made him feel… more.

＊ (Whoops) Here We Go Again by lululawrence [NR, 4k, Louis/Oscar Isaac]

“I’ve got you,” Oscar said as he confidently hit the eight for Louis.

Nodding his thanks as he shyly tucked himself into the corner so the others who needed to could exit easily on their own floors, then Louis sucked his lips into his mouth in an attempt to cover his smile.

It didn’t mean anything, because of course it didn’t. They’d shared an elevator a few mornings a week for months now, but still. He remembered.

Or the one where Louis and Oscar have been seeing each other regularly on the elevator at work for almost nine months. Maybe it’s time for something to finally happen between them.

＊ Duck Crossing by lululawrence [NR, 2k, Louis/Diego Luna]

“So, what exactly are we doing?”

Diego’s brows rose in surprise at the same time Louis started hearing what sounded like quacking. “You don’t know?”

Louis scrunched his nose a bit and looked over towards where the quacking seemed to be getting louder. “I don’t. My sister sent me to the discord without explaining what was so special about the town’s ducks, and when I went to ask about it, I somehow got roped into helping you here tonight instead, so…”

Diego laughed before he looked up and down the road, where several cards were still making their way around. “This is going to be fun for you, then.”

＊ Curiosity by @hellolovers13 [G, 934 words, Louis/Harry]

Fae Harry lets curiosity get the best of him.

Human Louis is intrigued.

＊ Sweetest Poison (series) by @hellolovers13 [E, 7k, Harry/Louis]

It takes all his willpower to keep Harry from devouring it all now. Consume the raw energy that flows through it. Let it become part of him. Let it fuel and rejuvenate him.

But it’s too soon.

or Nothing like starting the day with a little bloodshed.

And coffee.

The barista is cute, too.

or Witch Harry finally gets rid of his latest boy toy. Who will be next?

＊ The Nest by Blue_Green28 / @bluegreen28fics [T, 5k, Harry/Louis]

Harry is a very particular omega who doesn't like to have items of Louis' in his nest until he secretly starts to steal them for it. or, 5 times one of Louis' personal items is missing and 1 time he finally finds them. (5+1 fic for Week 1 of Wordplay Challenge, Prompt: "Nest")

＊ Perfect Now by Blue_Green28 [E, 5k, Louis/Harry]

Timestamp for "We Are World Class" Harry gets frustrated because he wants to wear his wedding suit to the Oscars. After his second pregnancy the trousers don't fit anymore. Louis tries to reassure him that he still looks beautiful. Part 2 of World Class Universe

＊ You make me strong by Blue_Green28 [T, 3k, Harry/Louis]

While Louis is carrying the happiness of Great Britain on his shoulders during the European Championships finale, Harry is carrying something else. (Week 3 of Wordplay Challenge 2024, Prompt: Carry // Time stamp for "We Are World Class", can be read without knowing it) Part 3 of World Class Universe

＊ Home by Blue_Green28 [E, 3k, Louis/Harry]

Louis comes home after his festival tour.

＊ Kiwi - It's your business! by Blue_Green28 [E, 22k, Harry/Louis]

When ex-boybander Louis Tomlinson asks newcomer Harry Styles to be his support act for the next leg of his tour, he has no idea that he will gain more than just a support act. or, the one with the banter on tour

＊ Nest by @kingsofeverything [G, 100 words, Harry/Louis]

Harry wakes up first.

＊ Tight by kingsofeverything [NR, 100 words, Louis/Harry]

Louis comes home early.

＊ Carry by kingsofeverything [NR, 100 words, Harry/Louis]

Baby bump.

＊ Press by kingsofeverything [E, 100 words, Louis/Harry]

Louis asks for it.

＊ now that we're alone (say you hate me) by 28goldensfics / @28goldens [E, 18k, Harry/Louis]

Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are Co-Project Managers, constantly bickering at work, always finding themselves at odds, and competing to be the best. When a scheduling mishap with their company’s timeshare forces them to share a summer vacation, they're less than thrilled. But, as they navigate their time together, they realize that their animosity might be masking something a bit deeper than the hate.

＊ my sun, my everything by 28goldensfics / @28goldens [E, 5k, Louis/Harry]

based on the top harry fic fest prompt:

41 - Louis has been making a lot of self-deprecating jokes lately and Harry is sick of it. Ensue Harry worshiping Louis’ body like it’s his favorite god.

“You’re like a god,” Harry said softly, his voice reverent and full of wonder as he pressed a chaste kiss to the peak of Louis’ cheek which caused his eyes to shut gently. “Every part of you is so divine.”

Louis' eyes fluttered open, a mix of surprise and coyness in his gaze. “You think so?”

Harry nodded with absolute sureness, his hands moving slowly to undress Louis. He strategically unbuttoned Louis' shirt, his touch lingering beneath the fabric as if to savor each exposed inch of skin he revealed.

“Your body is a fucking masterpiece,” Harry murmured, his breath warm as he leaned to press a kiss against Louis’ bare chest. “Every curve, every line—it’s all so perfect.”

＊ Do You Know Who You Are? by @eulogiseme [M, 145k+, wip, Harry/Louis]

Doncaster was meant to be a fresh start for Harry, a chance to let go of his past and start a new life. But it doesn’t feel like it when Harry finds himself tormented by the arrival of Louis Tomlinson. Cocky, confident, and a huge flirt, Louis can’t keep away from Harry no matter what Harry says.

Upon his return, Louis is occupied with starting his business with Zayn and dealing with his family’s illegal business. Things start to get messy when Louis is conned by a dealer, and also can’t seem to get a certain pair of green eyes and dimples out of his head.

The one where Louis wants Harry, and Harry doesn’t know what he wants, or who he is. Though, he can take a good chance and guess that perhaps wanting Louis might just cost him everything.

＊ something told me it was you by we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed [T, 1k, Zayn/Louis]

Are you ready, 'cause I'm ready to let go Never thought that I'd be ready again

＊ 'til I let go of this moment by we_are_the_same [M, 3k, Zayn/Liam]

Zayn and his terrible horrible no good Olympics. Where he wins gold and Liam’s heart.

Featuring Liam’s unfortunate big penis

＊ and in those rare moments by we_are_the_same [T, 2k, Louis/Harry]

London, May 23rd, 2025

Interview with Harry Styles, popstar, bisexual icon and philanthropist, by Louis W. Tomlinson.

＊ circling the truth by we_are_the_same [T, 3k, Liam/Louis]

Liam Payne has met his soulmate.

He knows he has, because he woke up with his power this morning.

Problem one: he has no idea who his soulmate is. He saw a ton of people last night, because it was the introduction party for the uni he is now attending. He’d talked to at least a dozen people, and he’s unsure on what counts as ‘meeting’ your soulmate, because it might just be someone he’d bumped into on his way to the loo.

Problem two: his power seems to be that he can read minds.

＊ even if it's strange, it's our love by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright [G, 520 words, Zayn/Louis]

Zayn makes a hedgehog friend on his new farm and it changes his life in completely unexpected ways.

＊ I drink the honey inside your hive by yeah_alright [E, 3k, Louis/Harry]

Louis comes home frustrated and riled up in the way that only taking exactly what he needs from Harry can fix.

＊ Help me out of a jam? by yeah_alright [M, 2k, Harry/Louis]

Harry's tightened a jar beyond what he can open. He asks Louis for help, because Louis is always more than obliging.

＊ Carry the One by yeah_alright [T, 100 words, Louis/Harry]

Five times Louis carries her best friend and one time Harry carries the love of her life.

＊ Keep You Sweet in My Memory by yeah_alright [M, 6k, Zayn/Harry]

Of course Harry is the type to have a leather bound journal filled with pressed flowers. Zayn stops at one so delicate looking that he can’t believe it withstood the pressing process. It’s simple – a single layer of small, white petals with just a bit of yellow in the center – but Zayn can’t help but stare. His eyes rove over the subtle details frozen in time, somehow maintaining their softness despite having been crushed into two dimensions, and he feels almost hypnotized. He’s not aware of his hand moving until two fingers brush over the petals.

An image so vivid and sudden that his eyes snap shut in shock floods his mind and he pulls his hand back as though it’s been burned. The second his fingers leave the page, the image is gone, too fleeting for his memory to capture it.

“What the fuck?”

Zayn's only just getting to know Harry when he discovers he's able to store memories of people he loves in pressed flowers. At least that's what Harry tells him. Zayn has a choice: run away or accept Harry's invitation to learn more.

Harry's magic may be too powerful to resist.

＊ this time I'm willing to dance on the wire by yeah_alright [E, 3k, Harry/Louis]

A few days after leaving her shitty boyfriend, Harry goes back with Louis and their friends to collect the rest of her things. When her ex comes home to find them there, Niall, Zayn and Liam keep him away while Louis makes it known how much better off Harry is with her. Part 3 of Sin Wagon AU

＊ Deemed and Delivered a Crime by LetTheMusicMoveYou / @letthemusicmoveyou28 [E, 35k, Louis/Harry]

Harry keeps his voice low and calm. “I need you to listen very closely because I’m only going to say this once.”

When he’s only greeted with silence on the other end, Harry continues.

“For every hair that is harmed on Louis Tomlinson’s head, I am going to break one of your bones. And then when you’re reduced to a pathetic little pile on the floor, my men and I are going to kick around your limp carcass in my garden for footie practice. Do you understand?”

There’s a few more beats of silence, before the voice on the other line answers. Still sounding calm and unbothered by Harry’s creative threat.

“I’m glad you received our message Mr. Styles. Are you ready to settle on a suitable sum for Mr. Tomlinson’s release?”

(Or the one where Harry is the most feared mob boss in London. Louis is his ex-husband who left that violent life two years ago to teach Uni. His peace is shattered when he’s kidnapped by Harry’s rivals).

＊ The Road So Far (series) by babyhoneyhslt / @babyhoneyheslt [G, 12k, Harry/Louis]

Harry Styles, an Angel Of The Lord, is sent on a mission to save hunter Louis Tomlinson from the deepest pits of Hell in order for him to fulfill Heaven's plan.

＊ hold all our secrets (series) by @justanothershadeofblue [E, 9k, ot5]

One Direction was unusual as a band with two betas in with the expected omega popstars, but they achieved global stardom in spite of it, traveling the world as a five-part sensation until beta Zayn left and the rest of the band went on hiatus shortly after.

Years later, they're all living their separate lives, pursuing separate careers to varying levels of success, until a headline breaks: One Direction had a secret alpha all along.

＊ Buns of a Feather (series) by @tommokat [T, 3k, Louis/Harry]

Bird hybrid Harry has been with his boyfriend, rabbit hybrid Louis, for a while. They're about to take a big step in their relationship and Harry needs to show Louis just how serious he is about him.

＊ I've Got What You're Craving (For Your Misbehaving) by tommokat [E, 2k, Harry/Louis]

"You've been so patient, haven't you, angel?"

"Yes, Mommy."

Sub Louis gets treated by Domme Harry and the age old question of why women go to the bathroom together finally gets answered.

＊ Stand on Holy Ground (series) by @wishingforloushair [E, 17k, Louis/Harry]

Priest Harry eats Louis out and then fucks him on the altar in the Sanctuary of the Church

“Father Styles?” a voice behind him comes, making him jump slightly. He’s used to people interrupting him. After all, that’s why he leaves the large wooden doors propped open. The church was a sanctuary for everyone. Who was he to stop God’s children seeking out the truth? He closes his book, suddenly aware of how much his knees ache from the flagstone floor as he gets back to his feet, turning around slowly. Standing in the centre of the aisle is Louis. Louis, who comes to confess all his sins to Harry, every day on his knees, little begs of forgiveness tumbling from his lips. Louis, whose ridges and bumps Harry feels under his fingertips almost as often as he feels the ridges and bumps of the Word. “Hello, Louis,” he smiles, placing his Bible on the altar next to the Communion chalice. “Come to confess?” He watches carefully as Louis’ eyes darken a little, his lips parting. “Yes, Father.” It’s part of their charade now, a dance that he knows well. “Why don’t you go close the door then? I think you and I, and God, need some alone time, don’t you?”

- Podfics -

＊ [Podfic] White Stripes by @allwaswell16 read by Panda_Podfics / @pandapodfics [E, Louis/Harry]

Harry’s roommate is gorgeous, kind, generous, and basically everything Harry has ever wanted in another alpha. The only problem is that he isn’t even sure that his alpha roommate is into other alphas. In an effort to finally get over him, he lets Niall set him up on a blind date.

- Fic Fests -

＊ Wordplay Fic Challenge / @wordplayfics

Prompt 1: Nest Prompt 2: Tight Prompt 3: Carry Prompt 4: Press Prompt 5: Interference

[moistmailman]

“Batman is a billionaire who beats poor people.” is still a baffling stupid and factually wrong take on Batman. People act like his villains somehow dont have enough money to build the most weirdest fucking contraptions known to man. They also forget that the penguin is one of his most powerful villains due to his complete wealth and status in Gotham. Let’s also not forget he takes down corrupt cops as well. And also rich corrupt people in general.

Also, do people expect Batman not to beat up a bunch of thugs trying to merk a bunch of innocent people? Gotham is Chicago on crack. Their thugs aren’t really just normal gas station robbers. You could look at someone wrong in Gotham and have a gun pulled on you.

He also uses his billions of dollars to funds organizations that he believes will make Gotham a better place because he knows punching bad guys wouldn’t solve the problems that are engraved deep in the roots in Gotham.

And one of the main reasons why Batman doesn’t kill is because he actually believes in redemption. He wants his villains to become redeem. He doesn’t want them to die, he wants them to be fixed. There are times where he showed his villains compassion, rather it’s me freeze, killer croc, Grundy, baby doll, even the fucking joker.

Batman is a billionaire that wants to help Gotham but is also a realist who knows that throwing money into a burning pile won’t solve a single thing unless someone extinguishes the flame.

[jenn0wow]

Nightwing finds out about Oracle quick fic

In this AU, Barbara has a chronic illness/pain that causes her to stop being Batgirl and to become Oracle in secret. Dick has big fight with Barbara due to her still trying to push herself despite her pain, and so for a few years, they aren’t close until Oracle is forced to work with Nightwing. Only the Birds of Prey know Oracle is Barbara. Also they’re like technically exes in this but not really because they never really dated (perhaps it was a situationship, an emotional affair, ya know)

(Also Solomon is not Solomon Grundy, but just a place holder name for some Gotham villain kinda guy. I’m too lazy to change it lol)

—————

Barbara turned around in her chair and saw him coming towards her. Why today? Today wasn’t a good day. She stood up slowly from her seat. Her joints hurt.

“Oracle? Oracle, are you there? I lost the signal on him. Maybe you could—“

Barbara in a hushed tone said, “He’s here.”

Nightwing looked around. “Here? Where’s here? My here—“ he stopped talking when he heard a muffled deep voice in his ear.

“This is a swanky set up you got here.” The man said to Barbara. “I thought you’d look scarier, but I guess it’s easy to hide behind a screen.”

“I have this placed rigged, Solomon.” That was a lie. She honestly didn’t think she’d ever be in danger, here, at the Clock Tower. “Don’t come closer.”

Dick listened in. “Oracle? What’s happening? Oracle?” He started to pace on the rooftop.

“You wouldn’t dare ruin this, little girl.” He said. “This is all you have, right? You wouldn’t want it all ruined?”

“Computers I can rebuild.” Barbara said. “You of all people know there are things that can’t be rebuilt.”

Jack Solomon’s brow crinkled. His rage takes him over. He charges toward her. Barbara moves as fast as should could out of his way. Barbara lands on her knee, feeling a sharp pain go up her leg. She muffles a grunt with the grit of her teeth. Dick could hear it though.

“Oracle!” Dick yelled. He was looking out at Gotham, wondering where she was, trying to picture what was happening. “Tell me where you are.”

Barbara gets up, balling her fists up tight until her nails are deep into her palm. “I’ve got this.” She ended the call. Listening to him made her feel too vulnerable. She didn’t need that now.

Solomon tosses her chair towards her and she dodges. “You’re on borrowed time, Solomon.” She yelled at him. “Fighting me won’t change that.”

“You’re right.” He said, walking towards her. “But, it sure will make me feel better in the moment.” He slipped on a pair of brass knuckles onto his hand and grinned.

He charged at her once again and she steadied her breath. She charged at him, ignoring the pain in her legs. Pretending she was fine. Pretending she had a cowl on.

Nightwing ran his hand through his hair, unsure what to do. Call birds of prey? He didn’t have any other ideas.

“Dinah.” He steadied his voice.

“You’re lucky I answered.” She said dryly. “What do you want?”

“Oracles in trouble.”

“What do you mean? What?” Her voice turned frantic. “What did you do?”

“We were trailing Jack Solomon and somehow he’s there. He found her. I need to get there.”

“Oh my god, fuck. Hel and I aren’t in Gotham. Oh my god. She told me it was bad day too.”

“What?” A bad day? Dick didn’t know what that meant, but didn’t care right now to ask further.

“God, I—I’m calling her. Bye.” Dinah hung up.

“Just tell me where she is!” Dick leaned back on the chimney behind him.

Barbara dodged his punches, catching one punch and twisting his arm back. He stumbled a bit, but it didn’t do much to phase him. He grabbed her arm and tosses her against the wall.

“Barbara.” Dinah said. “Barbara, are you still—“

“I’m fine.” She coughed. Her hands were shaking. “This isn’t your mission to worry about. I’ve got this.”

“Don’t say shit like that!”

Barbara dodged a punch, and tumbled to the ground.

“Why are you calling? How do you know?” Barbara said.

“Fucking Dick Grayson. What do you expect after you ended your call with you getting beat up?”

“I don’t get beat up.”

“You know you can’t last much longer. Not when you aren’t feeling good. I can’t lose you.” Dinah’s voice cracked. “I’m going to tell him where you are.”

“Don’t!” She yelled. Distracted by her own fear, she missed the boot that lunged into her stomach.

The call ended. She can’t let him save her. She can’t let him see her like this. She didn’t care how much her body hurt. She didn’t care how much she could lose.

Dick ran into the room, expecting to see Solomon in front of him. A fight in progress. But, he didn’t see anything at first. He could hear heavy breathing.

He walked around the corner. Barbara, bloody and bruised, was standing over top of Jack Solomon who was in worse shape—unconscious.

At first, Dick couldn’t recognize her out of shock, but then he saw a batarang loosely between her fingers. Blood dripped off of its point. It drops to the floor as her knees give out.

Dick watched—unable to speak. Unable to process everything. Unable to understand why she, of all people, was in front of him.

Barbara was shaking. Her ears ringing. She grabbed herself, hugging herself as if it would help. All she could do was scream. It didn’t even make her feel better, but it felt…right.

Dick stepped closer. “Barbara.” He said, not loud enough as she continues to wail.

He kneeled down behind her. He hovered a hand near her shoulder, hesitant to touch her. “Barbara….” He said again.

She clenched her arms harder and continued to cry. It’s all she could do. It’s all she could respond to pain and adrenaline in her body.

He placed his hand on her back gently. She jerked away out of instinctual fear, she couldn’t take much more. “Barbara it’s okay. It’s okay.” He grabbed on to side, and pulled himself closer until he had wrapped himself around her. He felt her trembling under him.

All he gently applied pressure around her body, but he tried to be aware of her injuries. With everything running through his head, all he could think was, this used to make her feel better.

It did make her feel better which both angered and relieved her. Barbara told herself she didn’t need him, but in all honesty, she didn’t want it to be any other person.

After a few moments of heaving, she quieted down. Her body continued to tremble.

“I didn’t want you to find out like this.” She said quietly.

“You didn’t want me to find out at all.” Dick said quietly. “Why?”

“There are things you never told me.” Barbara said, her voice still shaking.

“Don’t…” Dick closed his eyes for a moment. He didn’t want to argue now. “I’m…just glad you’re okay…I’m gonna call for back up to get Solomon out of here.”

“You’re going to tell them?” She said, silently.

“I don’t know how to keep it a secret.” Dick said.

“You can take Solomon out and—“

“I’m not leaving you alone. Not like this.”

Barbara furrowed her brow. “Bring me my wheelchair.”

Dick was hesitant to leave her alone on the ground. She was still shaking a little, but he got up and rolled over her wheelchair. He held his hand out, but she ignored it and pulled herself up slowly, gritting her teeth until she was seated.

Barbara placed her hands on the wheels. “I don’t want to see them….” She then slowly wheeled herself to the bathroom.

[adamstanheightsleftshoulder]

Iris: Prologue

Everywhere.

Adam and you went everywhere together. 

It had been this way since you were both five years old. That was the year the kindergarten teachers took all the kids to the zoo, and his mother and father seemed just about normal, and you were just glad to make a friend. You played in the sandbox, and watched pigeons, and when the teachers said to hold hands with a buddy neither of you ever thought about who you were going to choose, it was automatic.

On his sixth birthday, you watched as Scott stabbed him with a rusty nail. That was the year you two met Scott in the first place, and Adam called him his best friend, and a little part of your very young brain felt very, very jealous. You were the one who told his parents about the nail, and went off to find the first aid kit for him on your own. It was the year Adam got called to the office for punching Tommy Driscoll in the stomach for calling you a freak, and you didn’t carve out time to watch the pigeons any more because Scott said it was more fun to climb trees, and Adam insisted Scott must be right.

By the time you were entering middle school, the whole world seemed to know you were a package deal. If Adam was invited, you were invited- birthday parties, school events, holidays. That was the year you both turned 12, and the teachers took you all to camp at some lake, and Adam told you you’d get worms in your ear if you didn’t dry it properly, and Tommy Driscoll pushed you into lockers at school. It was the year his parents fought a hell of a lot more- so he would sneak out his window and walk over, and sleep in your room when they got too loud. 

High school- junior year came, and nothing changed. Scott was still kind of an ass, and Adam was still your best friend, and the three of you took over the back row of Miss Grundy’s calculus class and turned it into your own comedy club. That was the year Adam found photography, and Scott found music, and you found writing. Adam’s parents got worse, his father turned the arguments onto him, and he slept in your room more than his own (though now, your parents seemed to expect it. They cooked an extra plate of breakfast and dinner, and washed extra sheets for his inevitable crashing on your floor). 

You and Adam are everywhere together, and as far as you’re concerned, everywhere with Adam is the way the rest of your life is going to be spent.

[we-cross-universe-king-relate]

Headcanon Inspired by wfa episode 42: unbelievable. Justice League school exaggeration gossip.

When Ever Batman gets injured in a fight by himself when the Justice League isn't there to help him and he comes in the next day the league all make up stories about how he got himself injured in the first place.

Superman: when seen Batman with a broken arm and in an arm cast he thinks he broke his hand / arm by being insane enough punching bane or some other jacked up villain.

Wonder woman: when she sees batman with a leg cast she thinks his leg got broken due to an incident fighting the joker.

Flash: when he sees batman covered in bandages from head to toe he thinks it because killer croc managed to get some lucky scratches in.

Green lantern: when he sees batman with bandages on his forehead and all around his head he thinks it's because He's insane enough to headbutt Grundy and keep doing it.

Aquaman: when he sees batman arms in a sling he think it's because one of Riddlers traps managed to get him.

Hawkgirl: when she sees Batman in a eye patch it's because she thinks he got hit by something involving the penguin.

green arrow: when he sees Batman's lower torso wrapped in a bandage he thinks it's because Batman got it crushed by getting trapped by one of Poison Ivy's plants.

Black canary: when she sees both of Batman's hands in casts it's because she thinks Batman she thinks killer frost managed to blast both of his hands with her ice and they're so cold that they need to be put in casts.

They all come to their own conclusion and it results in a league headquarters School gossiping thing where they all trade their stories with each other about what they think happened.

[satoshy12]

Underworld Fighter/Bodyguard Danny

It had already been a few years since Danny, for his job, left Amity Park. Working as a bodyguard or fighter in a meta-arcade. His sponsor was Veronica Sinclair, also known as Roulette, as he fought in her arena against other metas or villains for money.

Since she built her new undeground arena, where metahumans can fight for money and similar things, they are forbidden to join normal competitions as it's "unfair" against normal humans.

I mean, it would be unfair to see Superman in a boxing ring against a normal human, but still.

Roulette doesn't need to capture heroes, as the meta fights out of their own free will, and she still earns a lot of money. Even a few politicians and others came to watch the fights. From CEOs, crime bosses, and even once, the Presidents of the World!

As a fighter for Roulette and her bodyguard, Danny has had around 400 fights since the very beginning of the arena and 0 losses.

His boss asked if he could work as a warden in Arkham Asylum for the Mayor of Gotham, as it had an important meeting for one month.

As being told by Veronica, Danny had no problem with it; his sister worked in Arkham, and his daughter Dani wanted to visit her. He could stay for one month, then take his vacation to visit Amity Park. And it's not the first time he worked as Bodyguard for someone else, he did work for few people like Lex Luthor or Pinguin. For Lex he got to a job as he thought against Parasite.

1 Month later

Batman wasn't sure what was happening; no villain had broken out in more than a month. And he didn't hear anything from the Joker.

He learned that because of a new Warden who already left Arkham, no one tried to escape. Someone who one-shot Solomon Grundy K.O. with a punch and put the Joker, Professor Pyg, and Victor Zsasz into a coma with a single uppercut to the stomach?

Gordon seemed to be very happy as he said that, but seem very sad that the Warden had left.

+ Danny smiled at Dani, as they were driving with Jazz to Amity Park. Still he didn't like the talk both were doing about boys. Dani is too young!

But it had been nice to meet Pinguin again, it was a long time he worked for him and Sofia Falcone too. Or Bane from the Arena, he thought he stopped being a Villains like Victor as it's paid well enough in the Arena.

Mr Freeze:" For Nora." he earns in 1 fight the same as he does as thief.

Danny is adult, around 28 years old or older.

[detectivemaker]

jervis tetch: adopter of the Supernatural and odd

This idea is based off a story I wrote on AO3 that involved Solomon Grundy being found and taken in by Jervis Tech and by extension though a little bit reluctantly by Jonathan as well

I stewed upon it and came up with the idea the jervis has a knack for adopting strange creatures as his children, even if they have the mental capacity of adults they're his children now there's no argument you can make to sway him off the path of monster Parenthood

here's some examples

btas

it on a crisp October morning when Jervis comes home with both the groceries and an extra item

a child with an air about him like he's older than he should be

" jervis" Jonathan pauses to take a deep breath before continuing, " who's child is that"

the blonde hums in thought but the question is answered by the child himself

"I am no one's child, I was born not from flesh and womb, but from Darkness at Magics so foul", he says it as a statement of fact, for some reason Jonathan has the instinct to believe him

" well now he's our child, I found him and we're keeping him" jervis States his tone very evident of his determination that yes this is their child now and no nothing Jonathan says we'll sway him from this decision

and despite everything inside of him screaming for him to cast this most likely devil child out of their abode, he just sits down back in his chair and decides might as well be a dad

the Batman 2004

Dave was designed to be many things, the ultimate villain, the ultimate test for the Batman, and now a new thing, to be a son

Dave did not know of his new purpose when he first woke up from non-existence, he does not know the two people standing before him, his first instinct is to move, first he tries with his hand

nothing, then he tries with his legs

nothing

he tries looking around the room, that attempt at movement to successful

the horror of the situation only has a few seconds to Dawn upon him when one of his more fleshy companions grab the glorified paperweight his Consciousness has been relegated to

the red-headed creature of flesh put some in front of a mirror and he finds that he is physically greatly changed, the Motionless form he dwells in is not one he remembers ever inhabiting, it resembles the head of a man, though clearly made of synthetic material, the hair is too perfect, the skin unblemished, the teeth when he opens his newly acquired mouth are straight and white as Pearl

"who are you people" he says after a moment of consideration

"we're your recreators" the redheads says in a chipper tone

"why don't I have a body"

" because we know the first instinct you have if you did would be to attack us" the brunette says suddenly standing next to the redhead in David's sight from his Vantage looking upon the mirror

" will give you a body, but first we need to talk about an arrangement I think you'd like"

...

He does like the arrangement, In exchange for playing house with these flash bags he gets to help them with any crimes they commit

it's a win-win situation, they get to have a son, and he gets to do the thing he was created to do, crime

also sometimes they sneak into Arkham Asylum and he gets to punch his original Creator and his stupid balding face

[notanemployeeatbellereve]

Suicide Squad Members both Past and Present (Minus both Captain Boomerangs)

Amanda Waller

Rick Flag Jr

Rick Flag Sr

Deadshot

Bronze Tiger

Enchantress

Blockbuster

Briscoe

Karin Grace 

Mindboggler

Nemesis

Nightshade

Plastique

Black Orchid

Penguin

Killer Frost (Louise Lincoln)

Multiplex

Slipknot

Parasite (Rudy Jones)

Manhunter/Privateer

Duchess

Speedy

Vixen

Mr. 104

Weasel

Psi

Javelin

Captain Cold

Shade the Changing Man

Oracle

Count Vertigo

Dr. Light

Punch

Jewelee

Shrike

Ravan

Lady Liberty

Silent Majority

Major Victory

Poison Ivy

Atom

Thinker

Schrek

Stalnoivolk

Black Adam

Catalyst

Enforcer

Firehawk

Maser

Karma

Outlaw

Silver Swan

Sportsmaster

The Writer

King Shark

Knockout

Sam Makoa

Sidearm

Quartzite

Shrapnel

Thermal

Flex

Bolt

Cameron Chase

Copperhead

Sledge

Plasmus

Manchester Black

Chemo

Steel

Mongul

Sgt. Frank Rock

Big Sir

Bulldozer

Clock King

Cluemaster

Major Disaster

Multi-Man

Havana

Modem

Larvanaut

Eliza

Putty

Blackstarr

Reactron

Solomon Grundy

Hawkman

Power Girl

Star-Spangled Kid

Wildcat

Double Down

Atom Smasher

Persuader

Electrocutioner

Icicle

Mirror Master (Evan McCulloch)

Tattooed Man

Bane

The General

King Faraday

Marauder

Thinker II

White Dragon

Twister

Blackguard

Windfall

Virtuoso

Yasemin Soze

Black Spider

El Diablo

Harley Quinn 

Savant

Voltaic

Yo-Yo

Crowbar

Iceberg

Lime

Light

The Unknown Soldier

James Gordon Jr.

Cheetah

Power Girl

Warrant

Steel

Black Manta

Deathstroke

Joker's Daughter

Reverse Flash (Daniel West)

Parasite (Joshua Michael Allen)

The Hunky Punk

Katana

Killer Croc

Mad Dog

Killer Frost (Caitlin Snow)

General Zod

Juan Soria

Lord Satanis

Master Jailer

Merlyn

Rag Doll

Scream Queen

Shimmer

Tao Jones

Skorpio

Baby Boom

Zoomax

Lawman

Snakebite

Lok

Cavalier

Magpie

The Shark (totally different guy from King Shark)

Zebra-Man

The Aerie

Chaos Kitten

Deadly Six

Fin

Jog

Osita

Thylacine

Wink

Black Mask

Film Freak

Peacemaker

Shrike (Boone)

Culebra

Exit

Mindwarp

Nocturna

Match

Talon

Branch

Keymaster

Warp

Bloodsport

Ambush Bug

Black Siren

Nightmare Nurse

Heat Wave

Major Force

KGBeast

Victor Zsasz

Madame Crow

Black Hand

Etrigan the Brainiac 666

Gunbunny

Gunhawk

Gentleman Ghost

Juniper

Klarion the Witch Boy

Snargoyle (deceased)

Wither

Aladdin

Alchemaster (deceased)

Doctor Thaumaturge 

Etrigan

Azucar

Black Bison

Pigeon

Johnny Sorrow

Rustam

Doctor Polaris

Emerald Empress

Lobo

Cyclotron

Behemoth

Leviathan

Zizz

Bloodletter

Akando

Giganta

Brainwave

Doctor Destiny

Doctor Psycho

Dubbilex

Hector Hammond

Jemm

Looker

Manchester Black

Maxwell Lord

Mento

Psimon

Acero

Dulce

El Dorado

El Gaucho

Monstruo

Silbón

Zachary Zatara

Mirror Master (Sam Scudder)

Parademon

Fisherman

Lor-Zod

Clayface

Polkadot Man

Gotham/Bane (idk some dude named Henry Clover Jr.?)

Man-Bat

Arkham Knight

Sundowner

Mr. Bloom

Two-Face

Mr. Freeze

Deadbolt

Lashina

Luke Fox

The Verdict

T.D.K.

Ratcatcher II

Killer Frost (Crystal Frost)

Ten Eyed Man

@ednygmaaskme I'm sorry it's long as hell. I also want to apologize in advance if this list has duplicates. It's hard to keep track.

[cardcaptorsakura96]

Taxes, Taxes, Taxes-Chapter 6

Fandom: Supergirl

Characters: Kara Danvers, Clark Kent, Samantha Arias, Lena Luthor, Lillian Luthor

Summary: What if superheroes had to pay a property damage tax every time they had a fight in the city?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

Kara entered the building through the service entrance on the roof and flew down the stairwell until she reached the bottom floor. She quietly walked down the hallway until she heard voices. She peeked through the door at the end of the hallway and saw that Grundy and Grodd were still inside. Grodd was busy still looking for something. However, Kara focused more on Grundy. He wasn’t doing anything. He was frozen in place with a blank expression on his face. Kara knew that he was the living dead, but normally he was more animated than this. She slowly approached as Grodd continued to do his search.

“Where is it? The device should be here!” exclaimed Grodd while throwing a table into the wall. 

“If you had asked nicely, maybe someone would have been willing to help you,” exclaimed Kara as she punched Grodd from behind, sending him flying into a wall. While Grodd was momentarily indisposed, Kara turned her attention back to Grundy expecting an attack. However, he was still standing in the same place when she first entered the room. She went towards him and waved her hands in his face. He didn’t even blink. Kara stared at him baffled. 

“What did he do to you?”

While she was lost in thought, Kara heard the Flash shout, “Kara, behind you!”

Kara looked behind her to see Grodd’s fist come close to her face. She ducked just in time causing Grodd to stumble forward. While he regained his balance, Supergirl saw a blur sped through from behind and punched him in the back which caused him to hit the floor hard. 

Kara turned to Flash and said, “Thanks for the save.”

The Flash smiled and said, “Anytime.”

Grodd gradually got back up and stared at the two heroes disgruntled. 

“I don’t have time for you fools. Grundy! Defend your Master!”

All of a sudden, a loud groaning noise filled the room. Kara turned around and was unsettled by what she saw. Grundy had turned to look at them but his eyes were rolled to the back of his head and his mouth was wide open. 

The Flash turned to Grodd startled and asked, “What did you do to him?”

Grodd smiled menacingly and said, “I did what I must to ensure my legacy. Grundy was initially resistant, but some fine-tuning helped him to see things my way.”

Grodd walked away as Grundy ran full speed at the two heroes. The Flash dodged to the side and Kara started to fly above. Kara thought that she had a good vantage point. However, Grundy jumped high enough to grab her by the foot and swing her to the side crashing into the Flash. The impact was great enough to cause them to both hit a wall. 

“Oww” groaned Kara, gradually sitting up. 

“That hurt,” muttered the Flash getting up.

Kara looked up and saw Grundy moving full speed ahead again. 

Kara turned to the speedster and said, “You take him from below and I will try to take him from above. “

“Will do.”

The Flash sped forward and circled around him multiple times generating enough energy to shoot off a lightning bolt. It hit Grundy squarely in the chest causing him to go backwards. Kara flew up above and blew her freeze breath on him and encased him in ice. 

Kara landed right in front of her ice sculpture and grimaced. The Flash came up behind her and stopped in front of Grundy.

Kara turned to the Flash and said, “How do you think Grundy was being controlled? I thought that Grodd can only mind control living things and Grundy is the undead.”

The Flash frowned and said, “I have two working theories. Either magic is involved which I don’t know if Grodd would really subscribe to that level of mysticism or there is some type of mechanical device embedded in Grundy that is forcing him to do these things.”

Kara used her X-ray vision to scan Grundy’s body. It took her a minute, but she finally found what she was looking for.”

“He has a small mechanical device underneath his right ear that seems to be emitting some type of electronic pulse,” murmured Kara. 

“Scary to have the control of your body taken away like that,” marveled the speedster. 

“It is,” said Kara softly.

The speedster turned to Kara and asked, “So, about earlier?”

“What about earlier?” asked Kara startled. 

The speedster sighed and said, “Superman radioing in that he wants to come in on the mission with us.”

Kara tried to keep her face passive but struggled. She hated that she let him get to her each and every time. She wanted to prove that she had what it takes. 

Read the rest on AO3

[superboykevboy]

Ouch! What a punch! Right in the jaw. Agonized face, helpless hand, useless muscles. And Grundy is enjoying it.

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Saturday, April 6th, Part One

EVE: Why would we do anything to Fred? Why would we even care about her—? LORNE (punches Eve in the face, knocking her down) Ooh. Oh, I'm sorry. That was a knuckle-buster. I'm Jake LaMotta over here. It's pathetic. Oh. (leans in close to Eve) Here's the thing, Eve: you're going to sing for me, and I'm going to read you right now. And here's one more thing: Winifred Burkle once told me after a sinful amount of Chinese food, and in lieu of absolutely nothing, "I think a lot of people would choose to be green. Your shade, if they had the choice." If I hear one note—one quarter-note—that tells me you had any involvement, these two won't even have time to kill you. (stands) Oh, and anything by Diana Warren will also result in your death—well, except "Rhythm of the Night."

~~A Hole in the World~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Weekly Drabbles #107 — Her Favorite by veronyxk84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Oh God, Oh God, Oh God by NotASlayer (Spike/Joyce, T)

Oceans Apart by Pinkperson (Angel & Connor, T)

Candle Light by for_the_girls (Buffy/Spike, E)

When you read this by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Xander/Anya, T)

A little weirdness by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Buffy/Spike, T)

Choices by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Buffy/Spike, T)

Dreams of bloody awful poetry by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Buffy/Spike, T)

Facing Hell by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Buffy/Spike, E)

Electric Blanket by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Buffy/Willow, G)

Not Perfect by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Spike/Oz, E)

Bleach by firemanwhenthefloodsrollback (Buffy/Spike, T)

Kiss It Better by Maxine Eden (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Dear Journal by Desicat (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Caught on Camera by Gabby (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

[Chaptered Fiction]

Raven, Chapter 10 by sparrow2000 (Xander & Spike, G)

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Shadowed Suspicion, Chapter 419 by madimpossibledreamer (Ensemble, Jojo's Bizarre Adventure crossover, T)

The Sun Also Rises, Chapter 114 by Grundy (Buffy, Dawn, Tolkien crossover, T)

When Ethan Rayne made Rambo, Chapter 9 by USKiwi (Xander, not rated)

Lest This Bond Be Broken, Chapter 7 by Dynapink (Buffy/Giles, M)

Dawn Rising, Chapter 54 by Luna_delCielo (BtVS and AtS Ensemble, Tolkien crossover, T)

Wish Granted, Chapter 2 (complete!) by faewm (Anyanka, Harry Potter crossover, T)

Raven, Chapter 10 by sparrow2000 (Xander & Spike, G)

49 Cemeteries, Chapter 20 by firemanwhenthefloodsrollback (Buffy/Spike, T)

When Lust Wanders, Chapter 7 by BiggiePanda (CalliopeStar) (Buffy/Spike, E)

Greatest Love Story Postlude, Chapter 12 by FalseGinger (Angel/Spike, M)

Ever After After The Fall, Chapter 7 by aboutafox (Buffy/Angel, M)

The Stars to Hold Our Destiny, Chapter 8 by Hermione2be (Buffy, Star Trek Strange New Worlds crossover, G)

Slayer No More, Chapter 15 by jsaint34 (Buffy/Pike, M)

Welcome to Waverly Hills, Chapter 4 by rocknrolljuke (Buffy Ensemble, Supernatural and Blade crossover, T)

Recommencer, Chapter 5 by FridayQueen (Buffy/Faith, M)

Royal Flush, Chapter 4 by Xyex (Buffy, Wishverse!Buffy, M)

The Evil that Men Do: Chapter 7 by VladimirHarkonnen (TheLightdancer) (Willow/Tara, Willow/Kennedy, E)

Weight of the World, Chapter 5 (complete!) by Enigmatist (Buffy/Spike, not rated)

Fake I.D., Chapter 3 by vampbrat (Angel/Spike, Peep Show crossover, E)

Buffy the Cotta-Arcs House-Pet, Chapter 1 by kingnothing1996 (Buffy, RWBY crossover, E)

The Boring Stuff: Reptile Boy, Chapter 1 by missfiggy (Buffy/Angel, M)

In the Company of Witches and Slayers: Chapter 1 by VladimirHarkonnen (TheLightdancer) (Willow/Tara, E)

Encased by Sunshine, Chapter 34 by acb6293 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Early One Morning, Chapter 30 by all choseny (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Truth and Consequences, Chapter 11 by JamesMFan (Buffy/Spike, R)

Lie to Me, Chapter 22 by In Mortal (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

Wilderness Retreat OR Super Mega Happy Kill-A-Rama! Chapter 2 by Melme1325 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Celebrating You, Chapter 4 by DeamonQueen (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Out For A Walk... Bitch, Chapter 13 by MaggieLaFey (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

It's Easy Time, Until It's Not, Chapter 23 by hulettwyo (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

Love Lives Here, Chapter 46 by Passion4Spike (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Coming Through, Chapter 54 by hulettwyo (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

Anarchy Tour, Chapter 7 by Alyot (Buffy/Spike, R)

Lie to Me, Chapters 21-22 by In Mortal (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

Service Unit, Chapter 9 by hulettwyo (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

Glimpses of the Cellar Dwellers, Chapter 32 (complete!) by Maldorana (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Mischief Munchkin, Chapters 2-4 by MaggieLaFey (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Quality Time, Chapters 26-31 by MaggieLaFey (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

What the Drabble? Vol. 2, Chapter 7 by VeroNyxK84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

A Little Poet in Her Monster, Chapter 12 by Desicat (Buffy/Spike, R)

Anything But Ordinary, Chapters 4-5 by Harlow Turner (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Cradle of Love, Chapter 1 by Lilacsandorangeblossoms (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

I Do! Chapter 25 by Dusty (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

[Images, Audio & Video]

Artwork: iconic outfits for the first day of college by Madeleine Loves Colours (Wilow & Buffy, worksafe)

Artwork: “Out. For. A. Walk….Bitch” by nerdfromthenet (Spike, worksafe)

Artwork: #SixFanarts Buffy Edition! by nerdfromthenet (Faith, Buffy, Willow, Spike, Jenny, Giles, worksafe)

Gifset: The Hero's Journey by saw-x (Buffy, worksafe)

Artwork: Buffyverse Women as Greek Goddesses by williamprattz (worksafe)

Artwork: The Four Horsemen Of Apocalypse— as the fanged four by williamprattz (worksafe)

Manip: Oldie but goodie photomanip by dirtyaimfanstuff-blog (Buffy in lingerie, possibly not worksafe)

Artwork:🔺ATS 217. Disharmony🔺 by tmcarlee (worksafe)

Playlist: tara & willow spotify playlist 👌 by sophie_4187

Fanvid: Gravity Falls meet Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Memoriea8bit

Fanvid: Buffy and Spike + Angel | Karma by Justinhulk

Fanvid: Buffy Summers R.I.P To My Youth by uyyeedits

Fanvid: Buffy + Angel - I love me more by Faith Victoria (anti-Bangel)

Fanvid: Welcome to the Black Parade- Buffyverse, TVDU, and Lucifer by Bobblehead89

Fanvid: Buffy Summers | teenage dream (Olivia’s version) by Dasiesandsilverbells

Artwork process video: Kristy Swanson Buffy the Vampire Slayer iPad Procreate Drawing Timelapse & Talk by kcsnipes (worksafe)

Artwork process video: Tara Maclay death scene by Nimbus (worksafe)

Video: Character Alchemy - Buffy Edition! by Chromatic Roses

[Reviews & Recaps]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer: I Robot, You Jane, S01E08 by ravenya003

The Writing in Buffy The Vampire Slayer is incredible by Cailly_Brard7

Video: Angel, Season One, Episode Fourteen: I've Got You Under My Skin by Slayed! The Buffyverse Revisited Podcast

Video: Season 6 Of Buffy Was Way Too Depressing - Buffy The Vampire Slayer Discussion by CrasHNburN

Video: Why Didn't buffy Kill Dracula? Buffy The Vampire Slayer Episode Discussion by CrasHNburN

Video: The First Comic Book I Ever Read | Buffy Season 8 by Another Booktube Channel

Video: Why Buffy Season 4 is the Coziest Season by Pensive Whiskers

Video: Buffy Season 5 Deep Dive Part 2 by Revisiting The Buffyverse

Video: Wrecked-Slayer Sunday by Jane Talks Buffy

Podcast: Same Time Same Place S7 E3 (Buffy and the Art of Story Podcast) by Lisa M. Lilly

[Recs]

Fanfic Recommendations: London, 2153 by will_ (Spike & Dawn) recced by Priceless

[doxmed]

My Metal playlist

Abandon All Ships x Alesana x Alexisonfire x All That Remains x Alpha Wolf x Amenra x The Amity Affliction x Ankor x Arch Enemy x Architects x As I Lay Dying x Asking Alexandria x Atreyu x Avenged Sevenfold x Bad Omens x Black Veil Brides x The Blackwall x Blue Stahli x Bridges Ablaze x Bring Me The Horizon x Bullet For My Valentine x Burning Haze x Bury Tomorrow x Cadaveria x Chelsea Grin x Christian Grey x Claps for Caroline x Cloudkicker x Code Orange x CORPSE x Crown The Empire x Dal Av x Dance Gavin Dance x Dayseeker x A Day To Remember x The Dead Rabbitts x Deep Purple x Deez Nuts x Deftones x Disturbed x D-Mad Devil x Egypt Central x Empreinte x Enter Shikari x Escape The Fate x Evanescence x Falling In Reverse x The Fall of Troy x A Feast for Kings x Fit For Rivals x Five Finger Death Punch x Flyleaf x For All Those Sleeping x Fozzy x From Ashes to New x From First To Last x Get Scared x Glasswaves x Gojira x Grace Grundy x HIGHSOCIETY x IC3PEAK x Ice Nine Kills x ILLENIUM x In Arkadia x In This Moment x I Prevail x I See Stars x Jera x Kayzo x Korn x LaFee x LANDMVRKS x Lil Used x Lil Uzi Vert x Linkin Park x Lorna Shore x Lovehatehero x Marilyn Manson x MAXIMUM THE HORMONE x Memphis May Fire x Metallica x Mister Misery x Mitch Jones x Motionless In White x Narrox Head x New Years Day x Nightmare x Nightwish x Nine Inch Nails x Nita Strauss x Northlane x NOTHING MORE x Of Mice & Men x Our Promise x Papa Roach x Paradise Lost x PhaseOne x Pierce The Veil x Polar x POORSTACY x Rage Against The Machine x Resolve x Rob Zombie x Scary Kids Scaring Kids x Seether x Silverstein x SLANDER x Slauhter to Prevail x Sleeping With Sirens x Slipknot x SNAILS x Stitched Up Heart x Stone Sour x st.sinner x Suicide Silence x Sumo Cyco x Survive Said The Prophet x Svary x System Of A Down x Thousand Foot Krutch x Three Days Grace x Thy Art Is Murder x Tom Morello x Trivium x Type O Negative x Underoath x Upon A Burning Body x Vampires Everywhere! x Villain of the Story x Violent New Breed x Wage War x Wake Up Hate x While She Sleeps x You Me At Six && moxre...

[starlightbelle]

7, 12

Oooh, yay! Thanks for asking; I’m gonna have fun with this one! 😃

7. One DC death you’d like to make permanent — or alternatively, one you’d erase so it never happened?

Hmmm…tough one. I’m not usually a fan of permanent character deaths tbh. Especially with my faves. But even with other characters like…they’re someone’s fave, y’know?

I guess maybe I’d say Solomon Grundy?? Granted my only exposure to him has been in JLU but I was so…bored?? I’m not a fan of the “giant hulking characters who no speak good” trope. So I guess I’d write him out 🤷‍♀️ Sorry that’s the only thing that comes to mind rn

It’s definitely not Jason. That’s who it’s not

Although the “death by fan-vote” is kinda a crummy thing, at this point in the narrative it is kinda fascinating having him brought back. It has evolved to be synonymous with his character so I don’t know whether or not I’d erase his death from comics canon. The storytelling potential is too immense 😅

Last-minute addition:

Oh! I’d make it so that Aquababy (Artur) never dies. Killing him off is dumb and I hate it, so I’m reversing it.

12. Pick up to 7 characters to star in a Teen Titans ongoing (any era or generation you like). What tone do you envision for this series?

Okay I pondered this and I think I found a lineup I’m comfortable with:

Dick Grayson/Nightwing

Koriand’r/Starfire

Wally West/ Kid Flash

Donna Troy/ Troia

Artemis Crock/ Artemis

Jaime Reyes/ Blue Beetle

Jason Todd/ (??)😉

Dick, Kori, and Wally I knew immediately. My dream team is not complete without these three. Donna has been left out of so much for far too long, and she’s Dick’s other best friend, and I just like her character.

After that it becomes a bit dicey because I have to narrow it down to seven…

I elected to have Artemis (Crock) with her YJ-characterization. I like her in the show and she’d fill the archer role since (sorry, don’t hate me) I’m not making Roy a draft pick, lol. Plus she and Wally are great together and I like her friendship with Dick.

I’m putting Cyborg on the Justice League, so he won’t be a member of the Titans. Having Garfield without Vic feels off somehow, and having Raven without BB also feels off. I like Jaime so that could be fun, plus I liked the idea of him and Kori being on a Team together (since she showed up in his comics run recently).

My last pick…might be unexpected?

I feel like most of the run would center mostly on these six. With a side-plot-turned-main-plot tying in another antagonistic figure (Red X/Red Hood) who ends up being Jason Todd. In the end of the first arc, Jason ends up joining the Team (he maintains that he works alone, yadda yadda…but he definitely joined the team 😅)

I’ll ramble a little more under the cut. I have more thoughts but don’t want this post to be too long so I’ll abbreviate it here 😁

The tone would probably be somewhere between the Young Justice and Teen Titans cartoons. I’m a big fan of YJ’s first season especially. I also like the anime influences TT had.

Maybe something similar in tone to My Hero Academia? It can be lighthearted at times but isn’t pulling its punches when it comes to the action/storytelling aspects.

I’m giving this run the “Titans” title since I don’t envision this being a teenagers story. They’re probably mostly young adults.

Dick has been friends with Wally and Donna for a long while already. Maybe Kori at the point has been on Earth for a couple years? Artemis has been close with Dick and Wally especially for several years. Jaime is the last to join the Team (until Jason) which feeds his insecurities at times. Kori is more than eager to help him through those feelings (which is how their friendship blooms)

All-in-all, I want this to be a very close knit group. I’ve always liked the idea of Kori and Wally being friends too, and Donna is canonically one of her best friends, too.

It would probably be a largely urban setting, as only one (arguably, two?) of these characters is not native to that landscape.

I think other settings could be possible at some point, teaming up with someone from Atlantis, for example. (Part of the reason why I didn’t choose an Atlantean to begin with was I was torn between classic Garth or YJ Kaldur)

Anyway this was fun!! Thanks for asking! 😅