#Literally real life Starfire

[beas-mind]

Anna Diop for Schön Magazine🥹

[glitter-stained]

thank you for all your jason posts! it's frustrating when some more titans-adjacent fans (especially hurts if you like mia and others too) like to warp any fans of him into being like serial killer fetishists, or act really misogynist and assume one only likes him for being "hawt guy", and then even warp some of his canon faults and shitty moments to be even worse than they are like saying he killed everyone at mia's school or wanted to SA her. at least charge him with the crimes he really did, people.

They claim he what

They said he wanted to do what to Mia

I'm genuinely upset about this

Also yeah that sexism towards jason fans thing is so real like yeah assuming we're so shallow calling us "fanon fans"/assuming with zero proof that we don't read comics (which you know is just repackaged "fake fan" comicsgate discourse) it's so fucking annoying like "jason fans have stolen traits from other characters and his personality is just fanon and they just like him because they think he's woman-coded because they actually hate women but what can you expect from stupid little girls who wouldn't know any better"

It's almost like because this character is popular amongst women there's this assumption of shallowness.

And also like, I do make a lot of post about how interesting he is and the catharsis he brings but I feel like in the end nothing I say matters when it can be waved aside with "you're just bending backwards to defend your favourite serial killer white boy you fangirl", nevermind 1) my actual gender and 2) that jason isn't even a serial killer. It's like, I feel like being a Jason fan I always have to prove I'm not shallow to others and have a right to my interest, which is a very usual, tiring experience and like, when in doubt people should assume depth and intelligence. Why do I have to defend my depth all the time? I shouldn't have to be defensive all the time I shouldn't have to perform the social equivalent of an IQ test to be allowed to engage in fandom.

There's a lot of sexism in fandom and yes, this can definitely happen to female characters, I've seen the way people talk about Stephanie Brown or Talia al Ghul and Jesus fucking Christ wth. And yes, at large, there's also a question of the impact of sexism on popularity at large, aka characters that would definitely be more popular if they were men. That absolutely does not mean that liking a male character somehow makes you a misogynist (and especially not with how talk of sexism in fandom doesn't often take into account gender stuff) and most importantly sexism in fandom is not limited to sexism towards characters. People are sexist as fuck towards female fans¹, notoriously real life human people. But I'm not fucking shallow. I know when I'm being called a fangirl even if it's dressed up in fandom speech. "Read a comic" how about you read all the meta I've written about all those comics I have read.

So anyway sorry that got a little out of hand I'm pretty upset about that one but I'm really glad you like my posts! I'm just tired because as much as I love literary analysis I just wish I didn't have to be on the defensive all the time. Maybe next time someone claims we're shallow we can join forces to print out all the good JT meta out there into one big book and beat them up with it- aside from that I'm all out of solutions.

Also just one last thing - "they just like jason todd because they think he's hot" this is comics. Literally everyone is hot. Who's your fav? Starfire? Oliver Queen? Kyle Rayner? Dinah Lance? Donna Troy? Raven? Cassandra Cain? Dick Grayson? Do you think your fav is ugly? (John Constantine fans this doesn't concern you). "They just like him because he's hawt" is short for "because I don't find anything interesting in him I'm going to assume shallowness and act sexist about it because I can't conceive that different people have different tastes and may enjoy different things than me without acting superior about it." But also it's ridiculous because again, this is comics. They're hot. 🤦

1. And towards female writers. Devin Grayson I haven't forgotten you. They should be so ashamed of what they did to you.

[mintaikkcorpse]

Why Blitzø Likes Stolas

I've made jokes about Blitzø liking Stolas bcuz his type is tall, rich, powerful demons with musical talent, and that's probably kinda true, but I wanna talk about the real reasons Blitzø likes Stolas. Tldr at the end.

I think one of the major reasons Blitzø likes Stolas is how kind, sincere, and affectionate he is. Stolas is always making sure he is okay and is very passionate about litterally everything he does (dramatic little bitch, lol). And while he's ignorant ("my impish little plaything"???), he does mean well. Taking Octavia to Looloo Land to make her feel better, Going full demon mode to save IMP, his attentiveness to Blitzø during his mental breakdown in Seeing Stars, him absolutely adoring Octavia, him helping Ozzie when he gained no real benefit, etc, etc.

Also, expanding more on the affectionate part, Blitzø is shown to not get much affection or love in his life at all. His family situation was a giant mess (his dad literally sold him for 5 bucks and a condom Jesus Christ-), and Stolas is a very loving and affectionate person. Obviously, this is shown with Blitzø, but also with Octavia ('my precious little starfire', always staying patient with Via, even if he can be a bit dismissive, going full demon mode when Blitzø said he lost Via), and even his plants (he raised the flesh-eating plant since he was a kid, he pets the plant, on his insta he called a puprle rose "a handsome little rose"). And yeah, he's going to be affectione with Via, that's his daughter, but in Hell, (or maybe just from Blitzø's perspective, it'a hard to tell honestly) that's shown to be a rarity. So obviously, he's going to admire that about him.

And also, compare that to Blitzø's life. His dad saw him as less than, something happened that made his sister hate him, his mom seemed to be a good parent, but she's dead, his best friend and former crush hated his guts for 15 years, his daughter does care about him but she also mostly just shows anger and annoyance with him, and even Moxxie, who'd I'd argue is his best friend, gets annoyed with him constantly (I would too tbh but this isn't about that). Stolas just being his loving and affectionate self and being so happy to see him and always being so sweet to Blitzø is like a breath of fresh air to him.

Another thing is that Stolas shows clear interest in the things he likes. Take horses as example, bcuz we all know Blitzø is obsessed with them. Most of the time, his friends are pretty passive about it, but Stolas actually indulges him. Some of this is from their instas, but Stolas got him a horse Hoodie, he draws horses with him, and Stolas even got inspired to draw because of Blitzø.

(Also, plz note that in another post he commented that it smells like Stolas, and I want everyone to appreciate how happy he looks in this photo while smelling it again)

Blitzø probably admires Stolas's theatrics as well because despite growing up in a Circus where you were supposed to be dramatic and showy, he was still always taught to ignore or hide his true emotions (Cash ignoring that he didn't want to go to the Goetia Palace because "MONEY"). And while Stolas was raised the same way, he still wears his heart and emotions on his sleeve and is always showing them, whether it be positive or negative

And we all know thst Blitzø has major self hatred issues, but Stolas was genuinely interested in Blitzø as a person. Laughing at his jokes, asking how his day went, and with all of this, you can't help but wonder if Blitzø was figuring out that he did too. I think that's why he was so heartbroken about Ozzie's. Because to him, Stolas hiding his face was just proof that Stolas didn't care. That he was just a little plaything. But, Blitzø liked that Stolas liked him for who he was, and that he didn't have to pretend to be someone different.

Yes, ik Blitzø wasn't here for some of them, and he thinks that Stolas is just faking all of this. BUT, Blitzø can notice things subconsciously, and the stuff that Blitzø wasn't there for was to talk about Stolas's character as well. That's why I wanted to talk about this, to talk about what Blitzø sees in Stolas and his character.

Feel free to add anything if you want! I'd love to hear your guy's opinions, takes, and thoughts on the ship. I'm probably gonna a make a post on why Stolas likes Blitzø at some point, lol

Tldr; Blitzø likes Stolas because he's kind, sincere, loving, affectionate, passionate, caring, dramatic, and likes Blitzø for who he is.

[confusedhummingbird]

Since everyone started voicing their grievances, one of the things that is so infuriating and straight up obtuse when it comes to d*ckb*abs fans is how they take the very valid and correct criticism Starfire fans point out when it comes to her misogynistic treatment at the hands of the bat editorial and they dismiss it all as a ship war. They reduce the whole conversation to “You are just petty that your ship is not canon anymore and ours is, move on and stop whining”. And this is not what is being pointed out at all! This is not what the criticism aims at!

What the conversation is truly about is how Batman writers could have VERY easily said “Kory is his ex-fiancée, Dick loved her very deeply and wanted a family and a future with her, but it sadly did not work as it sometimes happens even in real life, she will always be important to him” and leave it at that. It was that simple. That easy. But did they? No, of course not.

They literally embarked on a whole mission trying to minimize and ruin Kory as much as they possibly could. They not only erased her importance and her impact, they actively slutshamed her, tried to humiliate her and even villainize her. They made Bruce hateful and xenophobic towards her, they made Barbara make fun of her appearance, they tried to reduce her whole character to a dumb sex doll without feelings or intelligence or emotions. They literally treated Kory as if she was not a human (alien) being, but rather some fetish that the writers projected all their hatred onto. This woman who, mind you, was a victim of slavery and torture and sexual abuse.

Not to mention that hideous annual in which they tried to retconn even their original break up. For what purpose? They were already broken up. What was the point of it if not an attempt to hate on Kory one more time and sexualize her? What was the point in trying to retcon the love Dick had for her? The devotion and commitment? The only other character I can think of being treated so disgustingly simply because she is someone’s ex is Talia, and that is very telling.

All of those writers could have left Kory alone and write about their ship in peace and we would all not have this conversation today. But they actively included her and brought her up just because they hate her for being the love of Dick’s life.

The fact that after nearly 30 years their ugly ship that they so desperately pushed at Kory’s expense is still a huge flop with the general audience, while Starfire is more beloved and popular than ever, is pure karma and I will always be here for it.

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Perfectly said. Sorry I have nothing more to add I just agree with all of this and you took the words outta my mouth!

[renatogpadilla]

Light-Bleed.

It was supposed to be another patrol.

Lux and her Illuminators were supposed to be the scouts. That was the point of the name! Illuminate where the threat was and then Garen's men would take care of it. To the Demacian commoner, they were a charitable order of pious men and women who gave charity to the poor and downtrodden, but they could hold their own if push came to shove. Of course, that was only until backup arrived... At least without Lux outing herself.

So when they realized the little mage camp they were supposed to scout out was the current acting base of the Sylas of Dregbourne, saying they were in over their head was the understatement of the century.

Care to imagine what happens when you send a closeted Demacian mage-noble to a camp with a guy whose main superpower is to literally detect and absorb magic...?

What happens, as Garen Crownguard would discover that day, was a massacre.

When the Mageseekers arrived, there weren't many enemies left to fight. Just the marks of a long pair of magical chains, lining the split remains of the members of his sister's squadron.

If you're an older sibling, you might be able to imagine a fraction of the fear that Garen felt. All these bodies, of Mages and Illuminators alike... They could have all been killed, but they'd fought to the last man... They'd actually forced a retreat from Sylas from his own base. For all intents and purposes, they'd won the day!

But they weren't here to celebrate. They weren't here to cheer and rejoice that that monster had one less foothold in their home... They were dead. Splintered. Chained to death.

And his sister was nowhere in sight.

There was never a more panicked man than Garen Crownguard as he was in that moment. His men could handle the stragglers. He immediately started looking for survivors, but the big brother in him really only looked for one.

He caught the little flash of light out of the corner of his eye. Dim as death, but it was there. And he started digging under a small mound of bodies, once men and women of the Shield, like himself. And below the remains of about ten dead Illuminators, barely clinging to life, with a cracked breastplate, and a bleeding out of her side, her hands aglow, agonizing, but alive, was his sister Lux.

He picked her up as gently as he could in the state she was in. She'd hidden under the bodies to live. Or had they hidden her in the end, even knowing what she was? Gods, she would hate herself for this forever... He would make sure every single one of them had a hero's burial. He tucked her hands close to his chest so nobody could see, and his men understood. They took one look at him and told him to go. Normally, he would be the one staying above everyone else... Since when do his men give him orders? But this was Lux, and if there was one thing that had been abundantly clear since he day Garen had become a member of the Dauntless Vanguard and of the Mageseekers, and all of the men and women under him knew it, was the unshakeable faith and insurmountable love the Lord Commander felt for his little sister, and her for him. The few people that knew them personally would swear upon the Spirits that Lux was the only real weakness Garen had. The only thing that could cause him true damage.

And now his sister was dying.

The Mageseekers knew two things for sure as they saw him carry his sister away, running to where he knew she would have leashed her horse, Starfire, to a tree far enough away from danger: The first was that the pain he was going through right now was the most broken they would ever see him.

The second was that the reckoning that would befall the man that had dared lay hands on his little sister would be so righteously terrible, so incredibly brutal and visceral, that the Protector herself would look away in disgust.

But right now, Garen was running... and he was panicking. His sister winced in pain and her hands lit up brighter. She was glowing! He couldn't take her back to the Garrison! They'd know! He couldn't-!

"B-brother..." She could barely form the word. "Star..."

"I know, Lux, I know! I'll get her! I'll get you! You're going to be fine, I swear!" He rounded the corner and indeed, there was Starfire, whining like crazy. There had to be someone he could take her to...! All the healers were under the Crown, and everyone that wasn't was not going to keep their mouth shut about a Mage noble! Who else, who else...?!

He got close to the horse and his sister put a weak, glowing hand to her nozzle and whispered a name between whimpers.

"Isha..."

The horse got it immediately. As soon as she was free and Garen and Lux were on top, she bolted faster than Garen had ever seen her. Isha...? Garen hadn't seen her since the talk they'd had on the balcony a few months back... But she and Lux were close. She already knew... Whether she could help...

He'd trust his sister.

If she thought Isha could save her, he'd put his faith in her too. He let Starfire guide him to the woods next to a little town he'd never heard of before. Into the woods she galloped, fast as lightning, and dodged what Garen would later know were small metal plates on the ground. Traps, for intruders that got too close. Star knew the pattern by heart now.

His sister's whole skin was glowing. No. Not glowing... Flickering. In and out and dimmer every time.

The mare stopped in front of a ramshackle hut in the middle of the woods. Garen didn't have time to appreciate the decor. He patted Star on the head and carried his sister off.

"ISHA!!!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. "ISHA, SHE NEEDS YOU!"

He didn't hear the door unlock over his own heartbeat. The girl with the blue hair basically pushed the door down, her hand clutching something on her thigh.

"Garen? How did you-?" She managed. Then she saw her... Lux bleeding in her brother's arms, her glow wild and uncontrollable, barely clinging to life.

Her world came crumbling down all at once.

"Please..." Garen barely managed it.

That snapped her out of it. "Get her inside." She whispered, almost to herself, and then louder. "GET HER INSIDE, NOW!"

Whatever was on the main table was thrown to the side before Garen could lumber through the door. He put his sister there, in the middle of the room and gave Isha some space. At once, the raggedy woman started patching her up, taking whatever supplies she had on hand. And cleaning up the wounds.

"There's a lot of blood... I can't... There's gotta be SOMETHING!" She'd dressed the wounds and cleaned them up. She'd tried every ointment she could think of that would be safe and even removed pieces of metal from her wounds, but now Jinx was fully panicking. Lux was twitching on the table... What the hell could she do?! She'd not seen wounds this bad since... since...

"Stay awake, baby, stay with me!" The girl said, repeating it to both his sister and herself. Her hands moved so fast Garen couldn't keep track... He thought he saw a flash of purple as she moved from time to time, but that was probably him hallucinating out of stress. Little by little, a bunch of bandages and rags got tinted red...

Too red... Too much...! She could fix the lesser injuries but...

Oh. That's what she could do. What she and nobody else could.

She leaned over Lux's face. "Lux? I need you to listen to me... There's something I can do. And I don't know if it'll work, but if it does, it's going to hurt like hell. It's risky but it's all I've got, okay, love?"

Lux managed to lock eyes with her and Garen saw a softness - a love - he'd never seen in his sister before, even through the pain. She nodded. "Trust y-you..."

That was all Jinx needed to hear.

"I love you. Whatever happens, I love you, Luxanna." She kissed her like there was no tomorrow, and for a fraction of a second she was afraid there wouldn't be... "Garen, get her on the bed!" She said, and she ran to her workbench.

Garen didn't have to be told twice.

"I have you sister! I'm here, we're both here! We're not going anywhere!" He carried her to the room in the back and laid her on a comfy thatch bed. "What now?!"

Isha came into the room, rubbing a wet cotton furiously on her arm. "Now, you hold her down. This is going to be bad."

Then she pulled out a syringe and started drawing her own blood without a second of hesitation.

"What are you-?"

"My blood's not all normal. There's a drug in there that saved my life before. I'm hoping it saves her's too."

"Hoping?!"

"I'VE GOT NOTHING ELSE! YOU WANT HER TO LIVE OR NOT?!?!"

As she said it Garen could barely notice her eyes glowing, a small flash of purple, and then a brighter glow, not from her eyes, but from the syringe. A mix of crimson and neon purple that Garen could feel went against everything he once believed in... Blood Magic, in the most literal sense.

Isha got closer. "Okay, Lux, here goes. Whatever you see, it's not real. We love you!"

She stuck the syringe in the biggest wound she could find and pressed, trying for the life of her to focus on her job and not on Lux's screams of agony as the Shimmer entered her system.

Garen held her down on the bed as much as he could...

And then the lights went crazy.

One moment, her skin glowed like she was about to burst, a mix of gold and purple as gorgeous as it was terrifying. Her eyes, her hair, everything in the room changing colors wildly. The daytime seemed to turn off at one point. The sun outside looked blue, the shadows on the corners of the room felt brighter than any torch and the mirror reflected nothing but a black void where the light should have hit.

All throughout, Luxanna writhed in pain, and all throughout Jinx and Garen held her. And at some point, Jinx put a hand on Garen's shoulder, and he returned the gesture...

One last, massive scream of agony, Lux, lurching forward with almost enough force to push Garen off, and Jinx could swear she lifted a few feet off the bed, the light of her and Garen's own bodies dancing haywire as the Bright Lady fully lost control... and then...

Darkness. Pitch black darkness.

And little by little, the colors returned to the room. The right colors. Dimmer than before, but slowly returning regardless... Like the saturation was coming back to an old photograph.

Lux didn't move. Garen didn't move. He just held her, like a broken ragdoll he couldn't - he wouldn't - live without.

Isha didn't let go of Lux's hand as she sprawled herself and put her ear to her chest... Jinx had never prayed honestly in her life until now.

Nothing.

Nothing...!

Terrible, unreal nothing...!

.....

And then, faintly, weakly, almost imperceptibly, but there...

A heartbeat.

And now Jinx let the tears out.

"Oh, Lux!" She held her so tight she might've crushed her if she wasn't careful. "Oh, love, you really had us going there, honey! You'll be okay, you'll be okay...!"

She was alive. Garen looked at the gaping wound in her side and... He couldn't believe it. It was a small change, but the wound wasn't bleeding anymore! In fact it was... closing. Not super fast, but fast enough to notice.

His sister would live.

He finally allowed himself to breathe as he dropped on the corner of the room.

And very faintly, because his voice was still gone, he laughed. A nervous cry-laugh, like only a big brother could. And his tears began to dance in his eyes and off as well...

*****

It took a few minutes for them to catch their breath and Garen left the room to let Lux recover. He had taken off his armor. It had felt heavy for the first ever time today.

He sat on the couch outside the room in his slacks as Isha came out of the room, pacing.

"She's stable." She said. "Might not wake up for a while, but she'll live..." She had something folded over her shoulder...

She went over to her workbench and picked up a huge backpack and dragged it to the door. Then she sat on the floor, leaning on it.

Garen finally found his tongue.

"You saved her life." Whatever else he had to say would have to wait. That mattered the most. "Thank you."

She just gave him a look... He knew where she lived now. She thought that might be less of a problem than she might imagine, but time would tell...

"Who?" That's all she said. And from the venom in her voice, Garen knew exactly who she meant.

"Sylas of Dregbourne. I take it my sister told you who he is?" He didn't give a singular shit about protocol right now. Isha deserved to know.

"She's mentioned him." She'd done a hell of a lot more than mention him. Somedays, when they weren't... active at night, Lux would wake up in a cold sweat from a nightmare the memory of 'Sylas the Unshackled' had caused. "Where?"

"Near the Hinterlands. The border between them and Demacian civilization proper... Just a forward camp, though."

"It's enough." She got up and stormed into her room. She leaned down over the bed and gave Lux a soft kiss before turning to her nightstand and leaving a little contraption there. A tiny toy monkey with a pair of cymbals in its hands and a crank in its back.

She looked at her. Her Light. Her Lux. Barely alive, having survived an agony few but Jinx herself would ever know...

"What are you doing?" Garen asked as she left the room in a huff.

"When she wakes up, she's going to need you." She said. She was in a place she hadn't felt herself in in a long time. "When this happened to me, I started hallucinating. I lashed out. Couldn't think straight. God knows what that means for a girl with Magic at her fingertips. You might have to restrain her."

Garen didn't think she could be mad enough to try what he thought she was going to try.

"And where are you going?"

"Hunting." She answered, and she took out a giant... Godesses, what was that thing? It took Garen a minute to comprehend it. Eight metal tubes strapped together to a massive chamber with a handle and a trigger. Scattered paint littered its surface in intricate patterns. She opened the bag with one hand and fed a bunch of scrap metal where she kept the back of the contraption open with the other. An absolute metal abomination of a weapon. "He went too far. Never again. Stay with Lux. Don't go anywhere. More importantly, don't let her go anywhere. If it's anything like what happened to me, she'll try to leave. Hard."

"You can't just take on Sylas by yourself! He's got gods know how many mages guarding him at all times, and even if you could find him, he did that to Lux! Lux had Magic!" Garen was one to talk... Like he didn't want to go himself! But she had just saved Lux's life. He wasn't going to let her throw her own away!

"Exactly. Magic he would steal. Magic he could use. He's so used to fighting your way... He won't be ready for me." Another weapon left the backpack. A single tube this time, thick as hell, almost as long as Isha herself. A metal shark head adorned what Garen assumed to be the nozzle, painted in blue, pink and gold. "Nobody ever is."

He couldn't stop himself. He got up and grabbed her by the shoulders. "And when he kills you? When Lux wakes up and you're dead? What then?! Why save her life if you're just going to make living it miserable?!"

That actually gave her some pause. Good, some common sense! Finally!

"You got somebody, G?" She sounded different... Darker. She was hurting just as much as him. "Somebody you love? Not like you love your sister... Someone you would die for if it meant they got to be free for a day at least... Someone like that?"

"I do. She... Disappeared during the first revolt Sylas started. I haven't seen her since." Garen had to stop himself from wondering the worst.

"What's her name...?"

"Katarina."

"Sounds pretty." And Jinx got the tiniest smile from the Lord Commander. "If it was her on that bed, and I wasn't here to save her... If you knew who did it. Would you stay your hand?"

The thought alone made him sick to his core. "I KNOW who did it! And going at him like this is not the play! He knows how this works!"

"Sylas knows how you work, Garen. He'll be expecting Mageseekers and Illuminators. A grand show of force, scorched earth, the works. That's why I can do this and you can't. Because I don't need Mageseekers and Illuminators to burn everything to the ground. Because he can't plan for me."

"I won't let you." And he meant that shit. He admired the hell out of her now, but he would not let her be killed by that monster too.

"Lord Commander." She said as that purple glow came to her eyes brighter than ever. Those eyes that were like daggers. Bright, glowing daggers that stabbed deep into Garen's soul. There was a rage in those eyes he had never seen on a human before. "With all due respect... You don't have a choice."

And then she pushed him. Harder than he'd ever been pushed in his life. He'd fought the trolls of the Freljord one on one and he'd not been pushed that hard! He flew over the table and landed back on the couch, pure shock in his face.

He saw her in full now. Her veins glowed purple for a second, her eyes a rabid animal's. She unfolded the thing on her shoulder at last, a dusty, dark green hoodie with fangs at the rim, the inside lined with so many toothy grenades Garen couldn't count them all. She readjusted that contraption strapped to her thigh (because of course that was a weapon too) and lifted both of those insane machinations of hers in one hand each as she turned to face the door.

Still in shock, Garen could only form one question.

"Isha... Who are you?"

The girl at least graced him with an answer.

"Not Isha." She said as she pulled the toothy hood over her head. And she sounded like a demon. Garen would know. He'd fought demons. "My name is Jinx of Zaun. When Lux wakes up, ask her who that is."

And in a flash of purple, she was gone.

*****

Jinx unstrapped Starfire from her tree. The mare didn't whine or step back. She knew what time it was too.

"Take me there."

And Starfire did. She carried the Witch of the Woods, weapons and all, like it was nothing. Almost flying through meadows and forests, ever onwards towards the Hinterlands. Towards their prey. She thought of the kind of monster she was hunting....

And a voice in the back of her mind said "Kill", and Jinx didn't have to be told twice.

[batsovergotham]

God I just know you’d destroy me with a starfire!reader and mark………ooo I just know it’d be so good…… 👀

ugh no because you’re so real for that. like i respect starfire, she’s cute or whatever, but she’s never really been my cup of delusional tea. and the whole teen titanssetup?? please. give me the grown men with 30 years of unprocessed trauma and moral ambiguity. keep the friendship speeches. i want blood, betrayal, and back problems.

AS FOR DICK GRAYSON. MF DICK GRAYSON??? oh baby. my baby. my emotionally constipated ex-acrobat king with abandonment issues and a jawline that could split time?? no because dick grayson is quite literally the sexiest man to ever exist, like i don’t care if god crafted him himself or if he was birthed from the sheer force of bisexual thirst. that man is sculpted like divine punishment. why is his waist so snatched?? why do his ass cheeks move like they’ve got their own SAG cards?? his suit has no business clinging to that ass like rent is due. like oh sorry i didn’t mean to make eye contact with your fucking pelvic V while you were roundhouse kicking a criminal but now i need to reorganize my entire life. i would fake a gotham level crime just to get handcuffed by dick grayson and whisper “harder” while he reads me my rights. i would let him roundhouse kick me in the jaw and wake up smiling with a shattered molar like “omg he touched me!!!!" i would willingly commit tax fraud if it meant he’d show up at my door in those tight little crime-fighting pants with his bulge looking like it’s about to solve world hunger. i would jump off a building on purpose just to be caught in his arms and sue him after so he’d show up in court wearing a suit. i’d get hit by a batmobile on purpose just to feel his gloved hand press on my chest and say “don’t move.” i’d shave my head bald and glue it back strand by strand if dick grayson told me he liked “long hair.” i’d drink swamp water through a silly straw for the chance to wash his laundry and sniff the elastic waistband of his suit. i’d change my entire identity, get plastic surgery, legally become a new person, and start a crime ring just so he’d chase me down in the rain looking like a wet calvin klein ad with vengeance in his eyes and sweat on his chest. i’d crawl across 20 miles of legos on my bare tits just to tie his shoes. i’d bite alfred just to be banned from the manor and then cry in the bushes hoping he’d come out and scold me shirtless.

...i am so sorry for this.

[spottheantisemitism]

The baffling antisemitism of whistle

Worried teens didn’t read DC comics, dc launched a YA line of Aus. Most were decent like the one about Dick Grayson and the circus stuck in the 20s and Harley Quinn: Breaking Glass. Some were derivative like the Mera one being a modern Little Mermaid clone that’s enemies to lovers or Nubia real one not being groundbreaking if you've ever read an X-men book (but Nubia is very much overhated by comicsgaters). Some are infamously bad drivel like I am not Starfire and Gotham High. Some were just boring like Victor and Nora or A Jessica Cruz story. A few are hauntingly good like the one about a teenage Selina Kyle and how her abusive parents and homelessness drive her to joining a gang and then becoming a thief. The Teen Titans books hit jackpot by doing the MCU thing and introducing each member by themselves in a solo book and then having a team book. Some of the choices in Raven are cheesy but the book hits its stride by Robins.

Sadly this is not about the teen titans reboot. This about Whistle which I’d say is decently entertaining but never feels hard hitting enough to be good. Also beast boy is here but he’s just some Nigerian immigrant who is our Jewish protagonist’s love interest. The Garth in franchise crossover at least has his powers and loving parents who tried to ‘fix his shapeshifting ’ with medication without his knowledge (I’m sure many disabled and intersex people might relate to that plot). Here he is a satellite love interest. The boy for Whistle to chase and win over with no personality of his own. And all of her Jewishness in relation to pain and give her a antisemitic powerset.

It’s an Ok book. Willow Zimmerman is a student, activist with two jobs working hard to afford cancer treatments for her mother so mom can go back to work. It’s bleak actually.

Yeah…. It’s bad.

Notice how the comic explains what a mitzvah is and implies her mother essentially pidgeonholed as the ‘Jewish studies’ professor.

It’s actually a pretty decent “gotham civilians book” at first.

That has teen romance!

It has daily life with foreshadowing of future villains (note Killer Croc being literal blocks away)

Willow better be joking about the 500 synagogue because either Gotham has more Jews than New York or the local Rabbis got into a fight and the resulting sects created so many separate synagogues

Are you enjoying all the Jewish food in this comic? Good, cuz that's the Jewish culture you'll ever get.

And dealing with supervillain attacks. Here it’s poison ivy taking over buildings that bring communities together for ecoterrorism you can show in a teen book and makes sense from both an eco and terror standpoint.

Oops you befriended the civilian identity of the supervillian you’re protesting against

Her mom’s ex boyfriend was the riddler. A lot of people see Willow calling E. Nigma uncle and his birth name being 'nachtberger' and decry “omg they made Riddler Jewish” but like no? She’d mention that. It would be great foil potential if so even if you had yet another comic supervillain retconned as Jewish. What I’m getting here is he’s Willow’s dead beat bio dad. I'm joking, that's just my interpretation, not actual hard literary analysis

he certainly acts like a father figure. If any writers remember her, she’ll likely be retconned as his daughter anyway. I’m not saying I want that, by the way, just that it'll happen eventually.

When your mom’s bad friend suddenly shows up in your life with a questionable stash of cash and promises to pay for everything….

she then lies to her mother about where the money came from.

Impoverished Jewish teen turns to organized crime to make ends meet is so realistic it hurts. This book is actually good so far

If she’s that poor the money going straight to her head is actually realistic. The whole subplot that she now has to choose between the blood money and her friends is played out fairly realistically. Like many Jews before her, Willow is pushed here by desperation.

notice also she’s attempting to straighten her hair. Because of course she is. It's a way a lot of Jewish women have attempted to assimilate.

Poison Ivy and possibly Cat Woman telling Willow to stay in school and go to college because she’ll like higher education and possibly meet someone is funny. Especially since they’re really gunning for the implication that the second woman is reminiscing about the hot lesbians she met at college.

Yeah I do like that Naomi (Willow’s mom) is actually interesting when given any agency and not being the equivalent of the sick kid motivation. Garfield is also kinda just the guy a genderflipped girl for Willow to win after she saves the world. He’s not even beast boy. He doesn’t even like animals. He seems to like Willow and cool new American things he discovers. Whenever he talks about himself or Lagos, it cuts to black (that's not a joke, it literally happened twice).

Willow’s life lesson about not caring about money more than people is executed well however. So after realizing her crush thinks she’s a monster, Willow goes to a synagogue to think.

Oh this is a Christian viewpoint. A can never wander into a synagogue especially in a place like Gotham. I know this comic doesn’t want to touch antisemitic hate crimes with a ten foot pole but in comic about poverty and building vandalism, this an oversight.

the way she ponders on her sins is very Christian too. You can’t just transplant the classic “character wanders and empty church and repents” plot beat with a Jew, an atheist Jew especially.

The final one is especially egregious. Couldn’t have used something from the torah or the talmud and slap righteous onto a quote from a motivational poster. Do some actual fucking research comic. Oh right you couldn't bother to research Nigerian culture to give our Nigerian love interest some depth besides virtue signalling of course you didn't bother researching Judaism.

Willow may be explicitly secular but her mother is religious and a Jewish history professor, she'd know religion and actually recite something from proverbs or psalms and not a motivation poster that has a kitten on it.

Killer Croc calls Willow a class traitor outside a synagogue. No notes, 10/10 symbolism. Oddly relevant as this shit actually happens to real life jews now.

Sadly this symbolic culmination is where everything goes to hell. Because Willow has dog powers now. From being attacked. By a crocodile man.

WORST. ORIGIN. STORY. EVER.

Do not um actually me about some dumb silver age villian. Those were churned out to make a quick profit. This is a serious comic about poverty and gentrification.

Killer Croc being a misuderstood hero should have come up in the climax where he either tries to help her fight riddler or is disgusted that she's not doing good enough it would have intersting allegorical perspectives either way.

At least Willow is smart enough to see her friend Pammie is Poison Ivy. Good subversion of the whole "friends as civilian identities because they don’t recognise each other as supervillian and superhero". Also it’s kinda fucked up that Willow only starts taking the building greening personally when it affects her and a building used by her people. It’s falling into “Jews only care about themselves” canard.

So she can hear and smell better. Cool! Symbolic of the hypervigilance of PTSD.

She can talk to her dog friend because of COMICS BULLSHIT. But ok she’s a Disney princess who has a talking animal sidekick. This will appeal to younger readers. Kitty Pryde had Lockheed, Willow Zimmerman has Leibowitz. It’s fine, I guess.

Ok comic you can have this one. Even it’s a stereotype that Jews will survive something and then victim blame themselves, it’s also very much true that many real life Jews actually do that. I did it too.

She just survived gang violence and terrorism (the latter from someone she thought was a friend) and everyone thinks she’s an exotic oddity instead of showing compassion.

Notice her hair is curly again.

Training montage that reinforces she’ll be a street level hero who trained for strength and her powers are more used to spot crime, not fight it.

Good on the comic for portraying her plotting to double cross him as a good thing. Guys they’re asking you to cheer on Jewish girl betraying her goyische employers because he’s a corrupt mob boss. Love that.

and nope Killer Croc is ARRESTED OFF SCREEN. Boring!

We have Kitty Pryde at home. Like the costume montage is identical to the one where Kitty play around with a costume making machine during the brood saga. The fact that Willow could knock out Excalibur era Kitty, steal her outfit and convincingly look like her is not helping.

I understand that most Jewish women look exactly like, hell, I could easily cosplay both but considering they have identical personalities as well (snarky, smart, socially akward, clothes savvy), it really seems DC is scrambling for an alternate company equivalent to Kitty Pryde.

The problem is that our protagonist has the power to summon dog with whistling. Our Jewish protagonist has the power of Dogwhistle.

guys…..

could a sensitivity reader not have told you this was a BAD idea?

and no she doesn't defeat the Riddler they have a stalemate between Poison Ivy and Willow's dog army and she vows to get him next time, all while still taking his money.

between the idea that Judaism is when synagogues, inspirational quotes and Askie food, our brown characters are all vapid and in love with main lead’s intelligence, racism is obvious. This book deserved better than such careless mistakes.

So essentially between the racism towards the love interest, her baffling antisemitic powerset, the uwu shake a lemon at G-D in the denny’s parking lot take on judiasm and trying to make Willow look smart by having everyone act like idiots in comparison this book really misses the mark.

Which is a shame because I found myself relating to Willow in ways I didn’t see myself in firmly middle class model minority Kitty Pryde. Maybe if in the sequel where she is revealed to Riddler’s daughter only to have that be him messing with her and she's not actually his daughter, they’d hire a Jewish sensitivity reader and it would actually be good.

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Sometimes I have this fear of being annoying like - completely out of nowhere , even when I was having a perfectly fine day : my brain begins to think about every little thing I said either online or in real life and how it might’ve made people uncomfortable , and being hit by so much anxiety without a warning can be pretty overwhelming ;( 

Thankfully though , ever since a certain skeleton came into my life I’ve started to imagine what he’d say to me in response to these ( often ) irrational worries of mine , and it’s really been helping me to rationalize them !

I can picture him saying stuff like this : 

“Wh - literally how could that have made anyone uncomfortable ? What you said was completely fine , and lemme tell ya , I think you were really great out there ! Anyone who disagrees can go f**k themselves !!”

“Y’know I’ve always admired how much you care about others , starfire … but don’t let that become something that makes you suffer : I don’t wanna see you beat yourself up because you feel like you didn’t meet everyone’s expectations … you also need to think about your happiness , not only theirs .”

Jaw Bone’s confidence has definitely been slowly teaching me not to be so anxious when interacting with people , and honestly ? That’s a big result for me :D👍❣️

As cheesy as it may sound , JB has had such a positive influence in my life in so many ways … this guy is the best and I appreciate him very , very much ^^ 💚

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[m0-megamind-s0n-blog]

Cyborg Appreciation!

+++ I'm still reading the New Teen Titans 80's run and I saw this and just wanted to share it! +++

+++ I literally cried a little. 🥹 I love seeing stuff like this in comics. With all of the other B.S. in this comic (like the way they draw and talk about Starfire in the series to some of the other stuff) it's nice to see this. I love when comics show real life stuff and show how representation can be important. I'm also really loving Cyborg's story so far! +++

[vibrantstarfire]

For the choose violence ask game- 3, 9, 19 please!

hiii!! 💕 ty for the ask!

3: screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

everyone who implies they think dick has the worst oversexualization in dc. i literally could not roll my eyes any harder. wow, golly gee, a man in a full body spandex costume! put him in starfire’s rhato outfit and cry me a river.

9: worst part of canon

every time a man working for dc has ever written a woman of color to sexually assault or rape a man.

these were all, without fail, absolutely disgusting and irresponsible writing choices of all staff involved. these stories should not have been written, period. and despite what fandom would have you believe, the problem is not about how it usually should have been better written or given the man more closure or therapy or support after. no. women of color should never, ever have been depicted as sexual aggressors, let alone in repeated storylines. we know what the world actually looks like; women of color are not a danger to the men in their lives. if there is a danger, it is the opposite, to the tune of millions of women murdered globally by husbands, fathers, boyfriends, brothers, male coworkers and friends. women of color are cast in this role rather than white women because the writers think they can get away with it due to the cultural script they’re following. because, generally, it is specifically white men who perpetuate these racist, sexist stereotypes about who they see as exotic, violent, sexually forceful marginalized women. make no mistake: these writers do not give a shit about women, racial equality, or sexual assault of either men or women. they write it to titilate themselves and teenage boys or other men. do not waste your breath trying to analyze or re-work these stories to better favor the male victim. you should be wondering how the men writing got away with writing women of color as the aggressor in situations where they are nearly always the victim in real life. and you should be wondering how fandom got you to believe it would somehow be wrong not to focus on these storylines.

19: you're mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like…

chuck dixon’s teen titans and the retcon that kon was made from luthor. also i think rhato could have been fixed — well, starfire, at least. ngl a few elements of her updated backstory were amazing. go ahead, throw your tomatoes. anyway i think these things have flaws but there are fun things you can do with them if you’re not afraid to get messy.

[notfernintheslighest]

Rewatching Teen Titians Go! To The Movies again (i watched it 3 days ago) and this is literally DC’s Deadpool and Wolverine (and it came out first) so I’m gonna compare them while spoiling Deadpool and Wolverine the least amount possible

The “obscure” character references:

•Challengers of the Unknown

•The Atom

•“That is where the Animaniacs live” (not DC but still Warner Brothers sort of like Marvel and Disney)

•Literally almost everyone in the background of the movie theater scenes

Poking fun at their old movies:

“There was a Green Lantern movie, but we don’t talk about that one”

“My mommy’s name is Martha too”

“Shooting a baby into space what kind of people are you?” “You are the terrible parents!” (referring to superman’s biofamily) + Krypton being saved with EDM

“Golly thanks for taking me to the movies in this dangerous neighborhood, Dad” (Batman’s parents died in crime alley)

The themes of found family

•It’s repeated several times that without Robin, Beastboy would live in a dumpster, Starfire would have to fight in alien gladiator battles, Raven would have to enslave entire planets with her dad and Cyborg would have to play professional football (which he dislikes)

Referring to their characters as characters from the Marvel

“He should be saying he’s not me, I came out like way before him.” “Nah, I’m pretty sure you’re Deadpool.” (this is a whole scene btw and Slade’s intro)

Breaking the fourth wall:

•”Look into the camera and say something inappropriate” (again when calling Deathstroke Deadpool)

•”The prefect plot device”

•Stan Lee’s cameos

•”KIDS! ASK YOUR PARENTS WHERE BABIES COME FROM”

The Meta dancing/songs

•”You need a Upbeat Inspirational Song About Life”

•My Superhero Movie

•Previously mentioned EDM music

🚨🔔 ACTUAL SPOILERS FOR DEADPOOL AND WOLVERINE BELOW BEWARE!!! 🔔🚨

The meta narratives are the main similarity however, in Deadpool and Wolverine the whole “anchor being” thing is just a joke about how Fox’s media company literally died because Hugh Jackman was no longer there to bring them in the big bucks. In Teen Titans Go! To The Movies the narrative is all about the Teen Titians (Go!) characters being too unserious to get a movie, a real complaint people have had since the inception of their show.

Plus Robin and Deadpool both have abandonment issues and low self worth, Robin has a weird Lion King dream where Batman drops him off a building after other superhero’s disapprove of Robin. Deadpool secretly worries that Vanessa doesn’t love him or something???

Also both have the two main villains turn out to be in cahoots in some way, in Deadpool it’s revealed that she works for the TVA, and in Teen Titians Go! To The Movies Slade and Jade Wilson are the same person

[lottiesalotl]

I haven't even watched the Titans show yet, but I've seen enough scenes on pinterest to know this Starfire is more accurate to the one in the COMICS, like her personality and hair, and people were and apparently still are mad that she doesn't have the same outfits as in the comics? Men hate when woman superheroes aren't designed to look "sexy" huh? Just like how some men were mad about how Captain Marvel looked in the movies (like Carol as Miss Marvel, just saying Captain cause that's what they said). I believe people were even mad about Wonder Woman not being "sexy" enough too? It's a live action, it's supposed to look like REAL LIFE! And come on, I thought we were done being mad that woman characters in media are "too covered up" or something. Titans is also literally rated MA, you can't compare it to Teen Titans and Teen Titans Go, cartoons geared more towards children. STARFIRE WAS ALWAYS THIS GIRLBOSS LEADER IN THE OLDER COMICS, THATS THE STARFIRE THEY CHOSE TO PORTRAY!

Also, I literally saw someone say "she's just not that attractive" about this Starfire.

[confusedhummingbird]

Once I’ve showed a DickBabs shipper a bunch of polls about the popularity of Dick's love interests. Of course Starfire had the most votes. I also showed them the statistics of current google searches. Nightwing and Starfire is the more searched up pairing than Nightwing and batgirl/oracle/Barbara Gordon. I did this in response to them saying that DickKory and DickBabs are equally liked and disliked. Their response? 'These polls are on DickKory sites/pages of course Starfire gets the most votes there.' 🤦🏻‍♀️

This discussion started when I suggested on Reddit that Dick should get a new love interest since DK and DB shippers will keep fighting about his current status quo. It’s really unfair that only the DickBabs people are getting fan service meanwhile the large numbers of DK shippers have to suck it up. I’ve said 'The problem with DickBabs is that many people dislike it and keeping Dick in a relationship with Barbara will cause more backlash. That’s why he needs a new love interest since DC isn’t letting him get back together with Kory either.'

In response my comment got downvoted from a few DickBabs shipper and they responded 'Um, that’s not true! DickKory and DickBabs do get the same amount of hate! And I’m one of the people that loves Dick and Barbara together!'

Great, just because some of you happen to like DickBabs doesn’t mean the backlash that the ship is getting isn’t there 😂 I never said DickBabs didn’t have many fans, in fact, there a many people that ship them. But you know what? There are even MORE people that ship DickKory. There are also way MORE people that dislike DB. And that’s a fact DickBabs fans won’t see. At least they are in denial about it, or they seriously think their ship is one of those beloved it-couples like Carol and Hal, Dinah and Oliver, Bruce and Selina, Clark and Lois, Wally and Linda, Diana and Steve, Raven and Beast Boy, Zatanna and John Constantine or Arthur and Mera.

I know giving Dick a completely new love interest is controversial but when I suggested this on Reddit, I swear, the DickKory shippers were all okay with it in the comments and the DickBabs shippers were whining about it, lol. Someone had the audacity to comment: 'The DickKory people will send death threats if he gets a new love interest' uh, honey…the comments were full of DickKory fans supporting this idea. Their comments were 'I prefer Starfire but I’m okay with this if it means he gets someone else other than Barbara'

It was only the DickBabs people in the comments whining about this idea and getting pissed. I had to explain to a few users that DickKory shippers aren’t crazy, they are just fed up with Barbara because Starfire gets put down every time by pro DickBabs writers to prop Barbara up + her history with Dick got erased and downplayed in order for DB to work 😒 Most DickKory shippers are in fact cool with Dick's other love interests, they just can’t tolerate a ship that did so much damage to DK in order for it to even work. There was also a DickBabs shipper that commented: 'Ive never seen any writer "shit" on Kory but alright' in response to this, I showed them all the horrible Anti-Starfire panels and they downvoted me and didn’t respond anymore ☠️

Ah yes the Dickkory website of... YouTube. The cope is real.

Honestly I agree with giving Dick a new love interest. I've said it many times but I love Dickkory but I don't trust DC with them so I don't really want them together til DC proves they can actually write them well again. But to give Dick a love interest that isn't connected to the Batfam in some way or even Gotham or even Bludhaven in general would be neat. And Kory, baby girl, deserves some love too. Let her have someone too. Maybe a nice lady since Pride is coming up and Pan Kory is canon to me.

Honestly I wouldn't hate DickBabs as much as I did if we didn't have literal panels like this trying to force the ship into being more important into Dick's life then it is.

Trying to act like none of Dick's other love interests, Especially Kory, Didn't matter to him. It feels so vindictive and petty. I've said it before but every time this happens it reminds me of Dan Didio being so pissed he wasn't able to kill off Dick years ago that he had his story in "I know what you did last Crisis" where he has Conner kill Dick over and over and even say the world would be so much better if he died. It was so pathetic. One of the most pathetic things I've ever seen. And trying to make panels like this and having Dick and Barbara have the chemistry of a piece of bread and a wood panel. It feels so much like them being like "No they're totally in love look at them! Look how adorable they are! She's the only woman that matters to him!" And I'm over here like;

[qprsmackdown]

Zazie and Felix (starfire) (Real Life) vs Mothman and Bigfoot (Real Life)

Starfire propaganda: wives of all time. their shipname is a banger (starfire !!!!). and most importantly. please 🥺 *deep breath in* HELL-FUCKING-LO HERE'S WHY YOU SHOULD VOTE FOR #STARFIRESWEEP LISTEN UP BITCHES ITS ONE AM AND I HAVE NO COHERENT THOUGHST. HOWEVER. do you love tragic couples. do you love gay rights. do you love transgenderism. do you love fanfiction. VOTE STARFIRE. REASON ONE you need to vote for me and my gf: A VOTE FOR US IS A VOTE FOR TRANSGENDERISM. hello its I your local bigender transgender genderfluid nonbinary xenogender creaturething. i can be your girlfriend and your boyfriend. i have infinite gender swag and its literally transphobic to vote against me (for legal reasons this is a joke) REASON TWO you need to vote for me and my gf: WE ARE T4T AND AROACE4AROACE. we have all the aroace swag and you love us. REASON THREE you should vote for us: BANGER FUCKING SHIPNAME. starfire. literally what could be better. yes thats our shipname. we are starfire. REASON FOUR: because my girlfriend is super duper talented and amazing and pretty and she deserves the literal galaxy and if YOUDONT CLAP AND CHEER AND VOTE FOR US RN IM BLOWING THIS WHOLE POLL UP (again for legal reasons this is a joke) REASON FIVE: TRAGEDY. we roleplayed an entire three-season storyline that STILL IS FUCKING COMING BACK TO HAUNT US and thats how i met my best friends! did YOUR qpr roleplay tragic lesbians only to later become a loving qp couple in a stable and healthy relationship? REASON SIX: *inhales* felix is the sun in my sky, the fire that warms my heart in the darkness. when i fall, xe are there to fly me back up into the clouds. she is a beacon of warmth and kindness, and i cant imagine a life where she isn't by my side. i seduced her once with my writing. i asked her to date me with my writing, and i'll take her to win this poll with my writing #STARFIRESWEEP!!! (we're also kin4kin btw. Vote for me and my girlfriend or I will blow this entire poll up. right fucking meow -🦊)

Mothman and Bigfoot (this has GOT to be a forgetmenauts reference. submitter PLEASE tell me you're a forgetmenauts fan. -🦊) propaganda: gay cryptids in queerplatonic love (my wife and i are gay cryptids in queerplatonic love too 😒 -🦊)

[justsomerandomfanfic]

OMG HI!! I JUST SAW YOU WERE DOING MATCH UPS SO CAN I REQUEST A PLATONIC AND ROMANTIC MASH UP?

okay so let me start with physical appearance, i’m 5’4, 95-ish pounds, indian (but im quite paler compared to others) my hair is around an inch past shoulder length and its dark and has a slight wave to it, my eyes are dark and i have long lashes. when it comes to what clothes i wear, it really just depends on how i feel that day, some days my outfits have that downtown esque vibe to them, or sometimes they’re just really girly and cute! or if im not feeling it ill just be wearing flare leggings and some hoodie i have, what im trying to say is my outfits reflect my mood.

a little more about me is, i’m a pisces, and from chicago, illinois. i am a kinesiology major and i am a competitive figure skater. some of my interests include anime (jujutsu kaisen, haikyuu, bluelock, yuri on ice, sk8 the infinity, and attack on titan), i love love loveee music and my favorite artists/bands include chase atlantic, arctic monkeys, taylor swift, gracie abrams, and laufey (ik it’s a bit basic but i love it), i love to draw whenever i have free time which is like never nowadays and i also like to read when i can, i would say im a fantasy and romance girl. im also very busy but make time when i can, i already mentioned this but i just wanna go a bit more in depth, but i am a competitive figure skater and have been one since i was 6 years old, figure skating is one of the biggest things about me and is quite literally my whole life!! and ofc i love dc comics and movies some of my fav characters being zatanna, nightwing, red robin, cass cain, and starfire. also for the romantic mashup i would like to mention i am straight! but for the platonic give me who ever you think is best!!

i’m so excited to see what you come up with i love your work!!

Hello!

It's nice to meet you! :)

And thank you, I am so happy you love my work!

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(Also, Yuri On Ice is the best!)

I would love to give you both romantic and platonic matchups for DC!

I relly hope you like them!

Enjoy!

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Romantic and Platonic Matchups; DC

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Romantic;

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DC;

Victor Sage/Charles Victor Zsasz (The Question) -

You were a recent recruit to the League and given your background as a competitive figure skater, your agility and precision in combat had already made an impression.

Diana - Wonder Woman - especially loved how you would incorporate skating moves into your fighting movies.

Batman - the lovely Brucie - assigned you to a recon mission with Victor, citing that your observational skills and ability to adapt to unpredictable situations would compliment his own investigative nature.

At first, Vic was skeptical.

He worked best alone - few people could keep up with his mind, let alone his conspiracy theories.

(It was true, Baskin Robins did have more than 31 flavors.)

~Reference~

But you surprised him.

You didn't scoff at his theories or dismiss his deductions; instead, you engaged, asked questions, and even challenged some of his conclusions with your own observations.

"Honestly, I would think that the Bigfoot species would travel in groups."

You found him fascinating - his ability to see patterns and hidden truths where others saw randomness intrigued you.

Plus, despite his deadpan delivery and seemingly detached demeanor, there was something oddly charming about his dry wit.

And let's all be real here, this cinnamon roll is neurodivergent.

You can't fight me on this.

(I love this man.)

(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

After the mission, you expected him to go back to treating you like another operative, but instead, he lingered, asked you about figure skating, your training regimen, and even your thoughts on music.

Albeit, awkwardly.

My boi...

Vic wasn't the easiest person to befriend, but you didn't mind.

He wasn't cold, just selective with his words and even more selective with who he let in.

The fact that he continued to talk to you at all meant something.

Your friendship consisted of quiet moments that spoke volumes.

Training together in near silence except for the sound of your breathing and the impact of fists against pads.

Late-night conversations where you challenged each other's perspectives, his logical mind meeting your more intuitive, emotionally-driven approach to the world.

You introduced him to some of your music, slipping your earbuds into his ears when you sat next to him in the Watchtower.

"Just listen," You'd say, watching for any reaction.

He claimed to be indifferent, but you caught him humming Arctic Monkeys under his breath once.

Turns out he is quite a good singer.

But you'd find out about that later.

He, in turn, introduced you to the art of seeing beyond the surface.

"Nothing is random." He once told you, watching the world go by from a rooftop. "Everything is connected. You just have to learn how to look."

He teaches you unconventional combat techniques, appreciating your fluid movements as a skater.

"You more differently from the others," He mused one day, "More calculated. More controlled."

You help him analyze cases, pouring over files late at night, sprawled out in his dimly lit room in the Watchtower.

You bring snacks, and he provides the cryptic insights.

He takes you to places hidden in plain sight - abandoned buildings, rooftops with the best views, underground tunnels.

"Every city has a secret," He would say, "Chicago must have plenty."

You love fantasy and romance, and though he pretends to be uninterested, you notice him flipping through pages when he thinks you're not looking.

He surprises you one day by quoting your favorite book quote back to you.

He will watch 'The Princess Bride' with you, he really likes that one.

The shift is subtle but undeniable.

He starts seeking you out more often, even when there's no mission.

You notice the way he lingers when you talk, how his sharp mind seems to slow down just a smidge when you're around.

You catch him watching you during training, his gaze unreadable - since his mask doesn't have physical features - but still-

It was intense.

When you asked him about it, he simply said, "Analyzing your technique." But his voice was quieter than usual.

He becomes protective in ways that aren't obvious but deeply felt.

He walks slightly ahead when you're in unfamiliar territory, his body an unspoken shield.

If you're injured in battle, he's the first to check on you - his hands steady, his voice calm, but his grip on you just a bit too firm.

He listens to you.

Really listens.

He's a great listener when it comes to people he likes.

To your rants about busy schedules, your passionate speeches about figure skating, the things you love, and the things you fear.

And slowly, he starts revealing pieces of himself, too.

Vic isn't a man of grand gestures or emotional speeches.

When he realizes how he feels about you, he doesn't panic - but he does hesitate.

Love is unpredictable, and he doesn't like unpredictable.

But you, you're different.

You fit into his world in a way he never expected.

And he liked it.

One night, after a particularly grueling mission, you're sitting next to him on a rooftop, exhausted but content.

He looks at you for a long moment before finally saying, "You make things... Less complicated."

You smiled, "I think that is one of the nicest things you've ever said to me."

He exhales as if gathering himself, "I don't say things I don't mean."

There's a beat of silence.

Then, softly, "I want this. Whatever this is."

And that's all it takes.

Late-night skateouts where you lean against him, the city lights reflecting in your eyes.

Quiet evenings where you sketch while he reads, content in each other's presence.

Him making you tea after training, his fingers grazing yours as he hands you the cup.

He never really says 'I love you' outright, but he shows it - in the way he memorizes your coffee order, in the way he always ensures you're safe, in the way his touch lingers just a moment longer than necessary.

Mornings where he watches you get ready, fascinated by how your outfit changes with your mood.

You're dragging him to the ice rink, making him attempt to skate.

He's stiff at first, overanalyzing every movement, but you guide him, your hands on his as you laugh.

He doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, but he buys your favorite treats without thinking.

Teach you how to disappear from surveillance if you ever need to.

Memorize every detail about your routine, so he always knows where to find you if something bad happens.

Challenge him when he gets too lost in his own head.

Remind him that not everything is a mystery to be solved - some things are just meant to be felt.

Love him patiently, knowing he’s still learning how to let someone in.

You tugging on his tie when you kiss him.

Him pressing a hand to the small of your back absentmindedly.

You slipping love notes into his coat pocket, which he secretly keeps.

Him tracing patterns on your skin when you’re half-asleep, murmuring things he’d rarely say when you’re awake.

Victor Sage isn’t the kind of man who falls easily.

But when he does, it’s with quiet certainty.

And with you, it’s not just about unraveling mysteries - it’s about discovering something worth holding onto.

Definitely, that meme where it says 'me and the bad bitch I pulled by being autistic.'

*Dreamy sigh*

And yes, you do see his face :)

~~~

Platonic;

~~~

DC;

Zatanna Zatara -

You officially met Zatanna after your induction into the Justice League.

You had heard of her before - who hasn’t? - but nothing quite prepared you for her effortless charm and dazzling magic.

She found out about your figure skating background within minutes of meeting you, and she was immediately intrigued.

"So you glide across ice as smoothly as I levitate? Interesting."

It wasn’t long before you two were talking about the intersection of magic and movement.

She compared her spellcasting to your performances, noting how both required precision, artistry, and a deep connection to one's body.

From the start, Zatanna was drawn to your Pisces energy - that quiet but dreamy confidence, the way you could be both determined and soft-spoken.

She found your creative mind refreshing in the often rigid world of superheroes.

She took it upon herself to help you adjust to League life, making sure you weren’t overwhelmed by all the chaos.

Anytime the pressure got too intense, she’d teleport you away for a quick “mental reset” with tea and a chat.

Your schedules rarely aligned, but that didn’t stop your friendship.

If she was on a mission, she’d leave you little magical notes (sometimes floating in midair) to check-in.

"Remember to breathe, ice queen. Also, your boyfriend is being cryptic again. Do you have a Question decoder ring?"

She enchants your skates once, just for fun, allowing them to glide over any surface without causing any damage.

Think of all the places you could skate.

Skating down the hall.

Skating to meetings.

Great, now you'll never take those skates off.

You may or may not have skated across the Watchtower’s floors until Batman told you to stop.

(You never stopped skating on the floors, however.)

Zatanna is the queen of self-care, and she insists you take breaks.

Expect spa nights with enchanted facemasks that smell like vanilla and starlight.

She adores your style!

Whether you're in a sleek downtown look or something soft and romantic, she always hypes you up.

She even magics you into stunning vintage-inspired dresses when you’re in the mood for something elegant.

She finds your relationship with Victor hilarious - you, graceful and expressive; him, mysterious and intense.

She often teases you; “What’s it like dating a walking conspiracy theory?”

You both love romance and fantasy, so she magically copies any book you’re reading and reads along with you.

Then you exchange dramatic voice messages at 2 AM when something major happens.

Zatanna respects Vic's intelligence, but she also thinks he needs to relax.

She once cast a temporary “chill” spell on him when he got too deep into a conspiracy theory.

He was not amused.

If she senses that Vic isn’t vocalizing his feelings enough, she subtly helps.

“You know, Vic, boyfriends compliment their partners. Maybe start with ‘your girlfriend is breathtaking’ and go from there.”

Vic then gets all awkward, before just walking away.

But rest assured!

He will talk to you later that night and say that he does find you breathtaking; hoping that his abrupt leaving didn't offend you.

She enchants your skates to help reduce strain on your body after an intense competition.

If you get injured, she uses minor spells to ease pain or speed up healing (within reason).

She knows how much pressure competitive sports and hero work put on you, so she teaches you meditative magic to help clear your mind.

You are the artistic, disciplined skater; she is the whimsical, enchanting magician - together, you create a friendship that balances grace and wonder.

[titansworks]

Fist to Fist Heart to Heart

Robin watched as Beast Boy struggled to push himself off the floor, arms shaking as his muscles threatened to give out from his own below-average weight. The final strike had literally knocked the changeling off his feet, just as it had the past dozen times. The leader watched as Beast Boy staggered back to his feet, clumsily trying to regain his fighting stance. Robin really wanted to call a break for the changeling. They’d been at this for forty minutes and Beast Boy had taken quite the beating… But the green teen had made it abundantly clear that he wanted to master hand to hand combat, no matter what. He was determined and Robin could appreciate that. He wasn’t about to give up on his friend. “Come on, Beast Boy! Let’s go again! Put your all into this one!” The changeling swayed on his feet, having trouble getting his head on straight as he gave his most passionate, but weakened, “Yes, sir!”

Robin’s entire body froze at this simple title. It was one thing when Beast Boy called him that in the beginning, just a young teen fresh off the Doom Patrol and finding his way. It was a totally different situation for him to use it now. The last time Beast Boy had called someone sir was when he had been addressing his former leader, Mento. Mento… the man who was willing to sacrifice his team with minimal effort, the man who scolded Beast Boy for rescuing his family and friends, the man who was just all around wretched to the teen. ...Beast Boy was reminded of him during their training? “Are you okay, sir?” the changeling asked as he wobbled, soon shaking his head to get his thoughts in order and correcting himself with, “I mean Robin. Are you okay, Robin?” “Uh, yeah,” the leader replied as he held a hand to his head. “Just feeling a bit… off. Let’s call a break for now.” “You sure?” Beast Boy nearly slapped himself for asking that! He needed a break too, even if he wanted to master this. He was desperate to prove himself capable, not let Robin down, and to have things change for the better in his life for once. “Yeah,” Robin replied, staring ahead blankly. “Let’s just get some rest and refuel.” “...Kay,” the changeling agreed, following Robin to the kitchen. He knew something was wrong. Robin rarely admitted to illness or pain. Either Robin had a serious injury he was hiding or he had just pissed his leader off big time.

A silence hung in the air as the two prepared their drinks and snack; some veggies and hummus with a glass of water for Beast Boy and some jerky with a protein shake for Robin… Perhaps the changeling should look into some protein shakes himself; vegan ones, of course… The thought didn’t stay with him for long as he busied himself with eating. Even with the crunching of carrots and the snap of jerky, it was just too quiet for the green teen. He was ultimately dragged back to his worry for Robin. Something just wasn’t right. “Look, if I disappointed you, I’m sorry. I know I keep flubbing up the combat thing, but I really am trying. Please don’t give up on me. I swear I’ll get it!” “I won’t give up on you,” Robin muttered in mild offense while attempting to look nonplussed. Beast Boy’s ears drooped. “Seriously, what’s wrong?” “Noth-” Robin cut himself off as he thought back on his conversations with Starfire. Ever since they’d become a couple, she’d been encouraging him to be more open with his emotions, to not be so reclusive. The leader took a deep breath and let it out. “It’s nothing big. You just called me sir… like you did with Mento.” The changeling raised a brow, cocking his head as he tried to register what about that had put Robin off just so much. “Don’t take this the wrong way, Beast Boy, but I just don’t think he’s the best leader.” It took a moment for the green teen to think things over. Did Robin think he was a better leader than Mento?… Well, he was. He couldn’t argue that. Still, why was it such a big deal? “Mento was a real jerk to you.” “Oh!” Beast Boy perked up as the gears clicked into place. “Well, kinda, yeah. But don’t worry about that,” the green teen smiled widely. “You are nothing like that. When you push me, it’s because you want me to be the best I can be; not because I have to prove myself worthy of the team or you think I’m not good enough. You’re nothing like Mento, I don’t have to wait for the planets to align to get encouragement from you!” While Beast Boy laughed genuinely, Robin’s smile was less so. The leader was relieved that he wasn’t some sort of repeated trauma for the green teen, but he was still worried about what his friend went through. Though Beast Boy spoke of it so casually, Robin knew the trauma was still there. “Well, good to know I’m a decent leader to you, even if the bar was set pretty low,” he joked.

“You’re not just my leader; you’re my friend,” the changeling beamed. “My bud, my pal, my comrade, mi amigo!” Robin let out a slight chuckle, loosening up a bit. “Yeah, I know we can get on each other’s nerves sometimes, but we’re really not that different, you and I.” “Who are you; Dr. Evil?” Beast Boy cackled. “Seriously though, how are we alike?” Robin’s smile fell as he realized the can of worms he���d just opened with his comment. He really didn’t want to answer, but damn it, he needed to! It’s what Starfire would want and Beast Boy deserved a heart to heart for once. He was always treated as a joke, but he was so much more than that. Robin let out a breath with a “poof” sound. “Can’t think of anything, can ya?” Beast Boy laughed. “I can… It’s just that some of it is kind of… heavy stuff.” “Oh,” the changeling’s ears drooped once more. “How bad is it?” “How about you just stop me if it gets to be too much?” Robin offered. With a nod from Beast Boy, the leader continued. “When we first came together to form the Teen Titans, I still found myself following in Batman’s footsteps. I wanted to separate myself from him, at the time, but his training was going to be with me no matter what. Kind of like how you were still acting like Mento’s soldier when we first met.” Huh. He hadn’t thought of it that way. Curiosity piqued, Beast Boy leaned forward to listen more intently, folding his hands to rest his chin on them. “Well, like Batman, I did my research. I looked up every bit of information I could get on all of you. I wanted to know who I was teaming up with, what I would have to worry about if you ever turned against me…” “We would never-” Beast Boy started before changing his mind. “Well, when you were working for Slade…” “Yeah. I don’t blame you for that. In fact, I’m glad you turned against me. It showed you all would fight for what’s right, not just what I want.” “Nothing like Mento,” the green teen grinned. Robin chuckled slightly. “Anyway, I learned about what made you and Cyborg the heroes you are. I couldn’t find anything on Starfire or Raven because they had no records on Earth, but you…”

Beast Boy frowned, not sure he wanted to hear his past out of Robin’s mouth. He didn’t really want people to know that much about him, but if someone was going to know, he’d be the one to tell the story. “My parents were biologists,” the changeling started. “I got sick with the Sakutia Virus and the only way my parents were able to cure me was with some science-y mix of animal stuff that turned me green and let me shape shift.” Robin nodded as Beast Boy spoke. He knew this already. But it was really his friend’s story to tell, rather than learning through the research he’d done. There was a flood… and a waterfall… I couldn’t save them. It’s all my fault! I had my powers! I should have-” the changeling put his head in his hands. “Hey,” Robin reached out, putting a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “You were young. You couldn’t have done anything. It wasn’t your fault. You couldn’t control a natural disaster.” Beast Boy lifted his head. “But I had my super powers. I should have been able to-” “Believe me; I know what it’s like. My parents and I were acrobats. I knew someone had sabotaged the equipment, but I couldn’t stop my parents before they did their trapeze act and fell to the ground below.” Beast Boy looked at Robin with tired eyes and gave him a quiet, “I’m sorry.” “I am too,” Robin removed his hand from the changeling’s shoulder. “Neither of us could have done anything, but we still blame ourselves. It’s hard. We try no to think about it, but we don’t want to forget them either…” “Yeah,” Beast Boy sighed. “I guess we do have stuff in common.” “Not to mention we were both taken in by super rich superheroes,” Robin added. “Did you have trouble finding your way around the manor at first too?” Beast Boy smiled a bit. “You mean like trying to find the bathroom in the middle of the night?” the leader smirked. “Ha! Yeah! Talk about a nightmare… Someone help me! I have to pee and I don’t know where I am!” The two erupted into laughter. “Riddler’s labyrinth had nothing on Wayne Manor!” “Maybe Dayton Manor was built on an ancient sacred corn maze!” The two laughed louder this time, finding each other genuinely funny.

“Man, I’m on a roll today!” Beast Boy beamed. “Yeah! Now let’s keep that rolling into training!” Robin encouraged. The changeling nodded, feeling more confident with this interaction. --- “Okay, remember what I taught you,” Robin instructed, fighting stance engaged as he eyed Beast Boy from across the training grounds. Beast Boy gave a determined nod. “Brace for impact, but don’t tense up, let the momentum carry me forward…” “Aren’t you forgetting something?” The changeling raised a brow. “Telling yourself you got this!” Robin grinned. “I got this!” Beast Boy beamed. “Go!” Robin shouted, the two sprinting towards each other to begin the sequence again. Robin began by dropping down for a sliding kick to Beast Boy’s legs, only for the changeling to leap well above him to dodge. Quick to his feet, the leader threw a punch, only for the other to whirl around and catch his fist in his hand. Another fist, another catch. With both Robin’s fists in Beast Boy’s hands, the changeling reared his head back and swung it forward in a powerful headbutt, stopping just before making contact to avoid any brain injuries during training. Even so, Robin recoiled with a hand to his hand, playing the role of a dazed opponent. Beast Boy used the opportunity to shove Robin, who started to fall backwards, but turned the action into several backwards flips and put a good distance between them. This was it… Robin smirked and launched forward, leaping at Beast Boy with his leg outstretched, The changeling took him on in one swift motion, catching his leg and spinning with his momentum, sending the leader flying as he let go. “Yes!” Beast Boy cheered as his leader flipped in the air, landing on his feet. “I did it!” “You did!” Robin confirmed, giving him a light round of applause. Things were silent a moment as the two caught their breath. “So… you wanna go again?” Robin smirked. “You know it!” Beast Boy grinned, taking a fighting stance once more.