#Young Justice Cartoon

[flyingdidii]

Smooch

[t4tails]

tv show equivalent of peaked in high school

[elegantwizardtree]

you know, for being as emotionally and mentally clocked as I am. I SHOULD NOT be staying up this late reading birdflash fanfics…. but here we are.

[yjcorefourenjoyer]

Young justice 98 X Young Justice Cartoon

I just need them to meet up. Like imagine a late season, mature Conner meeting young, rebellious Kon.

I don’t even have to tell you why that would be amazing, and yj98’s missions compared to the show’s missions? They could just be asking each other questions about their worlds and then this happens

Conner: “So what mission do you think should have gotten you in more trouble but didn’t? ours was this thi-”

Kon: “Mount Rushmore”

Conner: “e-excuse me?? I’m sorry what exactly did you do to Mount Rushmore?”

Kon smiling: “Boom”

Conner: “BOOM??!?!??”

[nothesunisadeadlylazer]

I feel every BirdFlash fic set in the YJ! show universe has a scene like this.

[gaddaboutgriffon]

Potential Fic community question.

I am thinking of working on writing an actual fic from one of the prompts I made. Which one would you be most interested in?

Leave you vote in the comments! Likes are near impossible to track, so only comments or reblogs with tags are counted.

Super Phantom DCxDP Where Danny is sent to regrow up in the DC universe and was adopted by superman and becomes a member of the founding Young Justice team.

Young Justice Spider Where Spiderman is sent from the marvel universe to the DC one cause it was the only way Dr Strange's mass memory wipe spell would actually work. But his "Parker Luck" strikes and he lands in Cadmus secret labs on the day Robin, Kid Flash, and Aqualad investigate the fire in the public labs.

Ok learned how to do polls. So the the currently cast votes in comments and Reblog tags will still be counted. But I am going to give the poll another week.

[suppernerd]

Some random yj and shazamily doodles from this week ^^

[timbit-robin-art]

Idk about this one.

[gotham-exclusive]

Black Canary: Kids, I hate to break it to you, but that’s called a traumatic event.

Black Canary, to Kid Flash: Not a ‘bruh moment’

Black Canary, to Artemis: Not a ‘major L’

Black Canary, to Miss Martian: Not a ‘spicy slay’

Black Canary, to Super Boy: Not an ‘oof lmao’

Black Canary, to Aqualad: Not a ‘yikes situation’

Black Canary, to Robin: And definitely not an ‘average tuesday’

[dickmedowndc]

Heart Stops - Bart Allen x Meta!Reader

Word Count: 1,731

Summary: The last anyone sees of you, it isn’t good. The fight goes south and any communication with you goes dark the moment the ceiling caves in on top of you. Bart is fast, faster than anyone on his team, but with a bum leg he feels like he won’t be fast enough as he searches for you among the aftermath.

Notes: The request from an anonymous user was for a Spiderwoman like character, but I do not do crossovers or gender specific (if I can help it). So, I gave the reader Spiderverse like powers and made them a meta. There was no prompt after that, so I used another “100 kisses” prompt: #86; “reunion kisses, “I thought you were dead.’”

…★…

It was supposed to be an easy mission. That was what had been murmured between the two of you as you had loaded up alongside your teammates and taken off for your mission. A soft squeeze of your hand in his was the last bit of physical contact that you had with him. 

It was supposed to be easy. 

It never was. 

Granted, you thought as you saw the ceiling give way and come rushing towards you, things never seemed this bad. You tried to move, weaving through jagged stone that cut at your suit and skin where it came in contact with you, but you just weren’t fast enough. The injury to your knee and upper leg significantly slowing you down. As if your entire body wasn’t screaming at you from how you had been tossed around like a rag doll by the enemy between leaping from one wall to another – using an excess of webs and movement. 

Everything was autopilot by this point. The aim of your arm and wrist, the twist of your hips. The world was hazy behind your mask, eyes bleary and unfocused. It was all you could do to just keep chanting to yourself, a repeat reminder that you just had to make it to the entrance of the collapsing building where you could already see the rest of your team. You focused on Bart the best you could, your heart twisting at the state he was in. One of his arms was slung over Wondergirl’s shoulders, supporting his entire weight as his head hung and he limped beside her, glancing around. You weren’t sure what he was searching for until a moment later when he looked in your direction and stopped, leaning forward like he was going to take off running and come get you. 

There was a voice, rasped and worn, yelling out for him to stay put. A moment later you realized it was your own. A desperate plea to try and keep your partner safe. He was in no shape to run, and if you were going to get caught under the rubble, you were going to make sure that he was a safe distance away. He wouldn’t be fast enough like this, you knew it, especially not if he was dragging you out with him. 

All you could think of was the one last swing you needed to throw yourself out. Just before your wrist was yanked back violently and your whole body lurched backwards, right towards the center of the chaos. One of the men you had been fighting earlier hadn’t escaped, too focused on taking one of you down with him – and since you were the only one left, his sights were set on making sure you would never walk back out alive. 

It was terrifying, you thought, mind spinning too fast to really comprehend that you needed to move from the building raining down upon you as your body hit the stone floor and metal scraps. 

It was terrifying to watch, and Bart had ripped himself away from Wondergirl before the stone had even encased you. But with his leg busted all the way up to his hip he collapsed almost immediately, grabbed by Beast Boy just in time. He wanted to scream your name, but his voice was caught in his throat, and nothing more than a garbled cry came out. 

Everyone stood still for a moment, but that was all the time to pass before everyone who could move was lunging forward and heading for the rubble. Nobody said a word. Nobody needed to. They had all seen roughly the last spot you had landed, and really it was all the information that they needed. 

Someone, Terra, Bart realized absently, was putting in a call for backup. “One down” was all he heard before he limped forward, determined to find you, even if it meant he would have to dig all night. 

He would. Without a second thought, Bart would. Just like he knew that you would do the same. 

It quickly became frustrating, however. His arms and hands could move just as fast as before, but he couldn’t get his feet to work alongside him. Barry was off world, so that wasn’t an option at the moment, and Jay likely wouldn’t be told. But this was time sensitive. You could take a beating, Bart knew that, but you were already so tired. 

He had kept an eye on you through the fight, moving you himself when he could. But it was clear just how quickly you had been injured and worn down. 

And Bart feared that if they couldn’t move the stone fast enough, that super strength wouldn’t matter. If it even mattered now. 

It was a thought he wanted to tear apart immediately. It sat like bile in his throat. That devastating little whisper of “it’s too late.” 

But he wasn’t going to accept that. You had a family to go home to. The two of you had a date that weekend – watching bad retro movies and eating junk food until the morning light streamed in. You had things that you wanted to do. And Bart wanted to see them happen. So that voice in his head was just going to need to be wrong. He was going to be fast enough. And you were going to be okay. 

You had to be. 

Bart didn’t even register the arrival of Superman. Not until the first boulder went crashing down behind them; it startled him as he looked up, bewildered just like the rest of his team. It seemed to be the call just before the rest of the League arrived. But as much of a blessing as it seems to be, Bart finds himself being pulled away by Black Canary a short few moments later to tend to his leg before it has time to heal back fully, before they can set it right. 

So, Bart can’t see you, can’t see anything outside, when he hears over the commlink that they found you. That you’re unresponsive. And after that everything seems to go by in a blur as they rush you back to the medical wing through boom tube, because your chances are slim without immediate intervention. 

That is how the next three days go. Bart barred from the room while you recover, still in critical condition. It doesn’t stop him from camping out in front of the door, however, his own leg long since healed and nothing to keep him on bed rest. 

Unable to convince him otherwise, and your status slowly ticking upwards, the Leaguers charged with your recovery finally relent, allowing Bart at your bedside where he promptly refuses to move, keeping a hawk's eye on your vitals. This at least placates the speedster, for the time being, but everyone knows it won't be better until you finally wake up. 

You’re still a long way off from being better, so when Bart feels you squeeze his hand, waking him from his half-asleep state, he thinks little of it. Until you do so again, this time refusing to let go as you let out a pitiful groan. 

He’s sat up straight in an instant. “Take it easy, hot shot.” 

His voice is enough to stir you, but you still look comical squinting at him in the dim lights. In your defense, you felt like you had just been hit by a truck. Or had a ceiling collapse on top of you. “I feel terrible,” you groan, your one free hand barely working enough for you to cover your eyes. 

“You’ve had better days.” 

You can hear the way Bart’s voice cracks, that little sniffle – and light be damned – you pull your arm away to take a good long look at him. He has dark bags under his eyes, and you can see old tear tracks on his cheek. More importantly, you can see the fresh ones threatening to fall. It has you breathless for a moment, your heart tight as you take in the way your partner looks so small in front of you. A rarity. One you’re happy to not subject him to on a regular basis. “That bad?” 

Bart sniffles once more, looking down at where your hand lays in his before he covers your own completely with his other. “You gave us plenty of scares these last few days. I couldn’t even come in here.” 

It breaks your heart to see him like this, and you do your best to add a bit more pressure where your hands are linked. “I’m awake now though. I’m gonna be okay.” Your words don’t seem to get through to him for the moment, so you tug at his hand, trying to get him to look you in the eye. “Bart, baby, what’s wrong?” 

The breath he lets out is choked, and it takes another minute before he can get his words out, practically spilling onto the bed next to you as the relief finally takes hold. “I thought you were dead.” 

It catches you off guard, but despite the pain you never even consider shoving him away when he drapes himself on top of you. It feels right. Feels safe. Even if you can feel the way he tenses, trying not to shake. “Bart?” 

“I really thought you were dead. When nobody could get to you.” His voice raises for a millisecond, but when you flinch from the way it makes your head throb, he manages to get it back under control. “When I couldn’t get to you.” 

All you can do is hold him for a moment and let him get himself under control – he hates crying in front of others and you know it, so you pretend that you don’t see it. But when the shaking has subsided, at least for that second, you manage to catch his eye. “I’m not going anywhere now.” 

Bart stalls for a moment before flashing that loving little grin that he gives you when he’s trying to make you both feel better, before nodding his head in agreement and leaning forward. 

You might be sore, but you waste no time in closing the distance to kiss your speedster. After all, you have a few days' worth of kisses to plant on him, until you really see that sunshine smile you love so much.

[flyingdidii]

Ah this isn’t canon?

[midosune]

Day 5 of ODW

Heat during a mission

[minnie-draws]

Heard this song and thought of them

[erinwantstowrite]

aaa i just saw that tag about wally and bart in the next chapter!!!!!! bart is literally my favourite character ever im so excited to see him and peter interact!!

for the ask: do you have a favourite young justice member? both the comics yj and cartoon yj

bart my silly billy!!! i hope i'm writing him correctly. even if he's here for like. one scene (until Friendsgiving), i'm hoping to do him... justice. (i think i'm so funny).

my fav comic yj character... i think Tim, Kon, Cassie, and Bart are just so incredibly funny and i love reading about them!! Though when I read YJ#1, I adored Jinny Hex!!

It might be obvious though when I say that Dick was my fav from the YJ cartoon. (Though there were some aspects of the show I didn't like, i didn't hate it or anything). Robin made the show for me honestly. But Kaldur, Artemis, and Wally are tied for close 2nd place!

[afluffykiwi]

long time no see, arty

[byfulcrums]

I love it when Jaime interacts with Khaji in literally every TV show they appear in. Jaime must look insane to everybody else

That scene where he says "I'm strangely comfortable with that", then Khaji says something we can't hear (because it's from the others' POV), and he starts yelling "Yes I am. Yes I am! Yes. I. Am!" Idk I just think it's funny

Watching them argue is funny, especially if it's from an outsider's perspective