#c: Zatanna Zatara

[dcconfessions]

Just learned that Madame Xanadu fucked Zatanna's father. Must be awkward to Zee to work wih her

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[martyrbat]

detective comics #833

[ID: a party for Bruce Wayne's ninth birthday! It's his first birthday after his parents were brutally murdered in front of him. For the very special day, a magician is standing on a platform stage and performing a card trick as a crowd watches him. The magician announces, “And as we see, Tommy's card has risen to the top of the deck.” Collections of red, white, and blue party balloons decorate the scene and the number nine is written on one of them. For more environmental storytelling, behind the magician, Zatara, is a vibrant yellow banner that says ‘happy birthday Bruce!’ as Bruce is no where to be seen.

Bruce, as an adult, reflects on the memory and of his relationship with the magician's daughter, Zatanna: ‘I have a checkered history with Zatanna and her family. Before we were born, our fathers worked together on many children's charities. After Zatara became a father himself, he was always willing to do benefit performances to help children in need. Any child.’

At the party, Alfred is talking to Zatara after his performance is over and as the crowd disperses. Alfred tells him, “My thanks again, Mr. Zatara, for entertaining the children.” Zatara warmly responds, “Anything for Thomas and Martha. I was so fond of them. This first year must be terrible for poor Bruce.” The butler-turnt-guardian sighs and agrees, “Indeed. I thought a party might cheer him up, but it appears he's moved beyond childhood diversions.”

He continues to express his concerns and says, “I doubt he'll ever be a child again.” But oblivious to him, a young girl attending the party has overheard him and is now walking off to go find the birthday boy! She finds Bruce sitting with his knees drawn up amongst a small strip of woods next to a river. He stares into the water remorseful before looking over his shoulder with a scowl at the approaching girl. He tells her, “The party's back there.” But she doesn't leave. Bruce starts to sharply repeat himself but she holds up a single finger to stop him. Silently, Zatanna presents a shiny quarter in her concerningly small palm.

She swipes her open hand over the coin to reveal it's disappeared! She mimes a shrug as Bruce watches with disgruntlement before he tries to swat her hands away as Zatanna reaches for his ear! “Yeah, I know. The coin is behind...” But his exasperation is replaced with a small, surprised laugh as Zatanna suddenly blows large bubbles instead! He smiles and closes his eyes as he asks her how did she do that — but when he opens his eyes, she's suddenly gone!

Bruce returns to the party, now having a small smile as he stands alone and looks at Zatanna. Behind him a bunch of kids are playing as she sits in the foreground of the panel – unaware of Bruce's enamored stare. In present time, Bruce thinks to himself, ‘Years later Zatara trained me to become an escape artist, and I came to know Zatanna better through The Justice League. There are times I think we should be closer than we are, but...’ END ID]

[ID: Zatanna, now an adult, is bleeding out after The Joker shot her in her throat. She's underwater and is staring out to a restrained Batman, who can only watch in anguish as yet another person he loves dies in front of him. In front of her, blood mixes into the water as oxygen bubbles float in front of her dying face. Bruce has a flashback to the above scene of when they were kids and how she performed the bubble magic trick to make him laugh. END ID]

[girlkisser13]

the young justice characters’ favorite ways to kiss you

characters: artemis crock, conner kent, kaldur’ahm, m’gann m’orzz, richard "dick" grayson, wallace "wally" west, and zatanna zatara.

artemis crock

shoulder kisses

• artemis isn’t big on grand displays of affection, but she loves giving you shoulder kisses when you're both relaxing on the couch. it’s her way of being close without making a big deal out of it.

• she likes to leave kisses all over your shoulders when the two of you are resting in between training sessions. it’s her way of encouraging you during training.

• after a tough mission, she often gives you a quick shoulder kiss, especially if she notices you're tense or worried. it's her way of reassuring you that everything's okay and that she's here.

• artemis understands that sometimes words aren't necessary. when you're deep in thought or working on something, she'll give you a shoulder kiss as a silent show of support and encouragement.

• during quiet, everyday moments, she develops a routine of giving you a soft kiss on the shoulder when she walks past you, making sure her affection becomes a regular part of your day. <33

conner kent

angel kisses

• this is one of the softest kisses, one that is filled with affection and nothing but love. he’s careful with his strength, so his angel kisses are soft and gentle, as if he's afraid of hurting you.

• when he wakes up before you, he would gently kiss each of your eyelids and let you sleep in while he makes breakfast.

• to him, you are his world, and he treats you the best, just like you deserve it. waking up to him by your side and him kissing you softly on your eyelids is absolute heaven.

• he gives you these kisses to stop you from crying, kissing away at your tears as he rubs at your cheeks with his thumbs.

• there's something so pure about the way conner gives angel kisses. he’s not always the best with words, but these light, loving touches speak volumes about how much you mean to him. <33

kaldur’ahm

hand kisses

• kaldur is very fond of hand kisses. his type of hand kisses are oddly specific, to the point where you find yourself anticipating every single one.

• he’ll first start off with a rather shy touch, grazing his finger tips against yours, almost as if he’s asking for permission.

• when you do give him the go signal, he’ll kiss your finger tips first, then he’ll quickly go higher to the first joint of your fingers, and then finally— he’ll press a kiss onto your knuckles, humming just a bit.

• in atlantean culture, hand kisses symbolize trust and loyalty, making the gesture feel even more intimate and significant when he does it.

• over time, hand kisses become a small ritual between the two of you— something that is uniquely yours. <33

m’gann m’orzz

cheek kisses

• m'gann is naturally sweet and a bit shy when it comes to expressing her feelings. cheek kisses are her go-to gesture when she wants to show affection without being too forward. her kisses are always gentle, with a touch of bashfulness.

• she loves the way you let out a chuckle or giggle when she does it. the sound of your laughter just makes her heart soar, she wants to keep doing it to see you smile.

• m'gann believes in you wholeheartedly. whenever you're about to do something important or challenging, she'll give you a quick cheek kiss for luck and encouragement.

• when she's feeling playful, m'gann will surprise you with a kiss to your cheek out of nowhere. she enjoys the way you smile or blush in response, and her own cheeks turn slightly pink as she laughs softly.

• when you're cuddled up together, she often snuggles close, pressing soft kisses to your cheeks. it’s a tender, loving gesture that makes you feel safe and cherished in her embrace. <33

richard "dick" grayson

neck kisses

• dick ADORES kissing you on your neck. whenever his lips touch that specific spot on your neck and he paints your skin with blooming marks like petals, it never cease to make his whole being feel full and complete.

• he likes sneak up on you and surprise you with a light, teasing kiss on your neck. he enjoys seeing your reaction, especially if it makes you shiver or blush.

• when you wake up together, he often trails lazy kisses down your neck as you’re both waking up. it’s a warm, tender way to start the day.

• if he ever feels like you’re in danger or stressed, his kisses on your neck are more intense and lingering, almost like he’s reassuring himself that you’re safe.

• sometimes, he’ll kiss your neck just to make you laugh, especially if you’re ticklish. he loves the sound of your laughter and how it fills the room.

• after returning from a mission, when he’s still in his nightwing suit, he’ll often pull you close, press his forehead to yours, and kiss your neck, letting the tension from the night melt away in your arms. <33

wallace "wally" west

forehead kisses

• wally’s the lovable, wholesome goofball who would say yes to kissing you at every opportunity. when he greets you in the morning in bed, a kiss to the forehead before the lips. before you leave for a mission? another one to the forehead.

• he loves to interrupt you when you speak to him and just keeps on giving you kisses. he would hold you close to him on the subway or the bus and give you kisses in public to show others that you are taken.

• he often gives you a forehead kiss when he’s about to zoom off on a mission. it’s his quick and silent way of saying, "i’ll be back soon."

• after a tough fight, when the adrenaline is still pumping, he always makes sure to check on you first. he’ll brush back your hair, kiss your forehead, and breathe a sigh of relief, happy that you’re safe.

• on quiet nights when it’s just the two of you, wally loves lying beside you, tracing patterns on your skin. he’ll lean in, give you a gentle kiss on the forehead, and whisper sweet nothings, making the moment feel intimate and special. <33

zatanna zatara

lip kisses

• zatanna’s kisses are excited and passionate. she kisses you like she can’t get enough of you, pulling you impossibly close.

• girlie likes to takes her time with you, savoring each moment, and you can feel her smile against your lips when she’s particularly happy.

• sometimes she’ll giggle between kisses, or even better, against your lips, and then pull away with a bright smile on her face as she hugs you close, pressing more kisses to your cheeks and face.

• she enjoys catching you off guard with surprise kisses. she’ll teleport right in front of you and press her lips against yours before you even realize she’s there.

• she LOVES to tease you. it seems like every time she pulls away, the corners of her lips curl into a smirk. but you notice it— you see how affected she is by the slight blush covering her cheeks. after she pulls away, she keeps her face close to yours, looking at you through her half-lidded eyes. she tucks your hair behind your ear so you can’t hide your pretty face from her. <33

[brotherblaze]

heat death —jason todd

—summary: There's an unexpected detour on your date. You have a feeling Jason would normally rather pry his teeth from his mouth than let you meet a dead boy, but tonight, he wants to make peace.

—cw: discussion of past character death, no gender mentioned for the reader.

—wc: 2,7k

—note: part 2 to this; can be read as a standalone

Sometimes, Jason has to return to Gotham for a few days.

And it’s fine—it’s not like you’re so co-dependent on him that you can’t survive without hearing from him for a couple of days. (Your cat, not so much. How long can an animal sit in front of your apartment door, waiting for someone to step through? For a long time. You find yourself thinking back to that Hachiko movie.)

But he always makes up for it in style.

When you meet him in the lobby of your building at 6:53 PM, after he gave you only three hours of notice (and the instruction to wear that red dress he likes so much), Jason Todd looks dashing. He’s dressed in black slacks and a white dress shirt, the two topmost buttons undone. His hair—as if he’d decided to slick it back and then changed his mind.

Next to him, is a dark-haired woman in a long tailcoat. Kind of like the ones tacky magicians like to wear.

Jason’s face lights up when your eyes meet and your heart swells and leaps into your throat all the same. Like this is your first date again. In a way, every date with Jason Todd feels like the first again, the butterflies swarming your chest, perching briefly on a rib to then take flight again at a moment’s notice. Jason has crossed the space between you in three long steps and is pulling you into his arms. He’s warm and he smells like sandalwood and citrus.

“I’m sorry for going radio silent; I wanted to call so many times.” He presses his lips against your cheek.

“I assume Scarecrow is back in Arkham?”

“Nice and cozy in his cell. You—” he cuts himself off as he takes a step back, arms outstretched and hands hovering so close to your coat-clad arms like he’s afraid to touch you, and gives himself a moment to look you over. “Look incredible. I kind of want to go back upstairs and—”

The woman clears her throat.

Jason’s cheeks flush red. He straightens and angles himself so you can see past him. “This is Zatanna.”

“Nice to meet you.”

You accept her outstretched hand. “As in Zatanna Zatara? The Zatanna Zatara?”

“You’re a fan?” Jason asks with a wolfish smile, as if red is not still lingering on his cheeks and the tips of his ears. You almost want to jab him in the ribs. Zatanna beats you to it. “Ow.”

“What, I can’t like space and magic?”

“No, no, I didn’t say that.” He holds his hands up in mock-surrender. Silver rings glint on his fingers. “But speaking of magic, Zee is gonna take us where we need to be.”

You could ask where you’re going. But Jason is keen on keeping his tongue behind his teeth whenever he plans date activities. The most you’ll get is a vague gesture; and very carefully thought out instructions on how formal you should dress.

“If I get in trouble with Batman for this, I’m throwing you under the bus,” Zatanna says, rolling up the sleeves of her jacket.

“A: Superman cleared it and Red Tornado is on monitor duty. B: I got Two-Face to hold down the fort with B. And C—” Jason checks his watch, “we have a reservation at 8:30.”

“Okay, okay,” Zatanna says. She flexes her gloved fingers. Sparks fly. “Ready to go?” She asks the room but she’s looking at you. You nod and slide your hand into Jason’s just in case. “Great. Now, please close your eyes and remain calm.”

In your peripheral vision, Jason closes his eyes immediately—you don’t think you’ve seen him do something so voluntarily even with his family. It’s as if he trusts Zatanna completely. His hand is warm around yours and you give it a gentle squeeze. He squeezes back.

If he trusts her so implicitly, you see no reason to doubt her, and close your eyes.

The timbre of Zatanna’s voice is lovely as she casts her spell. It wraps around you like a soft cloud and for a moment you’re weightless before it places you back down just as gently. There is no vertigo, no motion of falling or flying. If only you could understand what she’s saying.

The city fades from your senses all at once. Cars aren’t honking and the aircon in the lobby isn’t blowing warm air against the back of your neck. The air doesn’t smell like flowery air freshener. 

Instead, there is birdsong and the rustle of leaves.

You blink slowly, try to reorient yourself wherever Zatanna has placed you. The room is dim. The air is warm but not overly stuffy. Trees line your view of your surroundings. A concrete path meanders through the grass. You turn to look at Zatanna, to ask where you are, but she’s nowhere to be found.

Jason—Jason is still there, next to you, your hand clutched in his. He looks you over as if he’s trying to make sure you’re okay. When he’s satisfied with whatever signs you’re displaying, he brings your knuckles up to his lips.

“Sorry. This was the less nauseating way to do it.”

“You asked a really powerful magician to drop us in the woods?”

Jason chuckles and motions towards the concrete path with the jerk of his head. “Wanna see where the yellow brick road in the floating superhero HQ in earth’s orbit leads?”

Your jaw drops. “Jason, what—”

“Hey, it’s okay.” He runs his thumb along your knuckles. “Like I said: it’s been cleared and Red is keeping watch just in case.”

“So… we’re really in space?”

You shouldn’t get your hopes up. God knows you’ve been burned too many times by shitty exes promising they’d do something or be better at something. But the thing about Jason is that if he sets his mind to something, he will always want to deliver. He’d probably put some Greek hero to shame with his drive.

He nods. “And there’s a compact version of the Hubble space telescope here; it’s as good as the real thing.”

“Really?” You swallow around the lump in your throat.

“Really.”

“Okay.” You take a step forward, off the grass and onto the cold concrete path. Jason is right there, his coat over his arm, offering the other to you. You shrug off your own coat and loop your arm with his. 

You fall into step. There’s no need for talking. Instead, you allow him to guide you, crane your neck when you catch a new chirp from the trees. There’s a woodpecker somewhere, hammering away at a tree.

Something catches in the corner of your eye and you nearly jump out of your skin when you realize it’s human-shaped. You collide into Jason’s body on instinct and he catches you, his arms wound around your torso to secure you in place. The blood rushing in your ears is so loud you nearly miss the words of comfort he’s whispering to you. The white-lensed eye peering from between the trees sends a shiver up your spine to the base of your skull.

Slowly, your senses return to you and you blink rapidly, attempt to turn away from that eye. Jason loosens his grip on you just enough to give you some leeway. You’re clutching his wrists in your hands, nails pressing crescent-shaped indents into his skin. Your fingers feel stiff as you pull away.

“You’re okay,” he says when you can finally hear him again. “What’s got you so spooked, hm? Tornado is in the control room, we’re alone here.” Now that his hands are free, they’re running up and down your back in an effort to soothe you.

“That.”

Jason’s expression shutters off when you point out the culprit. His jaw tenses and he swallows harshly.

You follow his gaze between the trees to get a better look at the thing you saw and oh.

It’s a hologram of Robin. You can make out the emblem on his chest if you crane your neck slightly. A yellow cape hangs from his shoulders.

That’s him, right? He was Robin.

“We don’t have to go over there,” you rush out to say. “C’mon, show me that telescope.” You turn, hand in Jason’s and try to tug him down the road.

“No, I…” Jason pauses, takes a long, even breath in and releases it slowly. He glances towards the treeline where you had been walking towards just moments ago. “We can take a small detour; we have time. I want to tell you something.” He takes your hand in his, intertwines your fingers. At some point, he has taken your coat, now draped over his on his free arm.

You walk side-by-side until you arrive at a small alcove lined with trees and planted flowers.

There are other figures besides Robin there. All holograms. All staring towards the windows, towards Earth.

“This is… everyone in the League and various other teams who’ve…” he trails off, as if he’s having a hard time forcing the word from his mouth. You squeeze his hand. Jason squeezes back. He turns, and you follow, until you’re standing so you have a view of every memorial in the alcove. 

Jason motions to a red-headed girl. She has a swimmer’s build. “That’s Tula. She was… ‘nice’ is such a lame way to put it. She taught me how to swim, y’know. B wouldn’t even let me out into Gotham at first ‘cause I didn’t know how to swim. She wanted to see more of the surface world, so she volunteered. We used to get fro-yo after lessons and go to museums and parks and observatories. She really liked those.

“That,” he places his free hand under your jaw and guides your head to look at the hologram of a man dressed entirely in blue. “That’s Ted Kord. The second Blue Beetle—more of a hobbyist superhero, actually. He was really smart; you would’ve loved to pick his brain. He had this beamgun he’d use. Wanna guess what he called it?”

“Did he name it like B names his toys?”

Jason laughs, the sound short and abrupt but filled with glee. “Oh yeah,” he says with a grin, “I told him he looked so stupid with that thing. But you also would’ve hated him for the pranks he and Booster Gold liked to pull. Everyone was fair game, even B.”

“Naturally, you two got along like a house on fire?”

“Hey, pranks were dickhead’s thing. I was the one who jacked tires to sell them.”

“So, just a little then?”

Jason motions you towards Robin’s hologram as his smile fades. He releases his hold on your hand and you want to object, but his hands find their perch on your hips as he stands behind you. As if you’re a shield he’d like to hide behind so as to not face the memory of a dead boy. He doesn’t say anything for a long while.

You take in the image of Robin.

This Jason, the hologram of a ghost standing in front of you, is skinny, lanky. Short. Two wisps of black hair at his widow’s peak curl towards each other. But… his nose is the same. Jaw a bit less filled out than your Jason’s. If you focus, you can almost place your Jason’s features onto this ghost and try to imagine a cohesive picture of what this dead boy might have looked like when he was still alive. You vaguely recall the newspaper and tabloid articles about Robin—about the change in hair and costume and height. Pictures galore. (Did those ever have close-ups of his face?) About the death of Robin. So many pictures of a smiling child clad in red and black. About Batman in the nearly two years he had no Robin at his side. No pictures of Batman; plenty of pictures of the destruction left in his wake.

You turn away from the ghost, gently pry yourself from Jason’s grip and turn around to face him. He doesn’t meet your eyes.

“I crawled out of my own grave.” He says it like it’s a secret, spoken just between the two of you. Your insides drop, liquefy until all that remains is a void deep in your gut. Aching. “I was dead and then I wasn’t. I clawed my way out of my coffin and through the dirt to the surface.”

The void stems from the pit of your stomach and grows, stretches, swallows, devours the soup your liquefied organs have become and sinks into your bones. It is cold but it is not sharp.

Oh.

“You know,” he says, as you’re lounging in bed on a Sunday morning, “I died when I was 14.”

He’s casual about it. So casual that your endorphin-muddled brain almost misses it, misconstrues it as if he said he’d broken a bone. Almost.

“I got better,” he says as you sit up in a haste, his words finally registering with clarity.

“I—you what?”

“I died. And then I came back.” He leans in, presses a kiss against your temple. “I’ll go get started on breakfast.”

“No, no, wait.” You reach out, grab onto the back of his shirt as he stands. “You can’t just say that and then go make breakfast.”

Jason’s smile is soft as he untangles your fingers from his shirt and he leans down to press his lips against your knuckles. “You’re such a bloodhound when you want something. But I’m a really smart rabbit. And when I’m ready to tell you the whole story, I’ll rip off the scab and you can hunt me down and devour me.”

Oh.

This is him ripping off the scab.

“It was raining. Still can’t stand the smell of wet soil.”

Oh, so that’s why he called that night he came over. There’s a construction site not far from your apartment building where they had broken ground the day prior. It was raining. The fastest way to your apartment is a closed metal box.

“Apparently, I wandered the streets like that.” He tries to smile but all he can manage to form is a grimace. “Bruce’s ex found me. Took me in. Threw me in her dad’s magic bath water to fix me. I stayed there—with the League—for a while. Watched Damian grow up. Took care of his messes. Made messes of my own and cleaned them up.”

Jason folds his arms in front of himself, adjusts the coats slung over one arm. He doesn’t raise his eyes. When you reach out to lay a hand on his bicep, Jason stills, as if he’s a prey animal whose first instinct is to flee.

Oh.

He’s waiting for you to reject him. To sink your nails into him and pry him out of your life, uproot him like a weed and toss him out.

You tilt your head to the side.

“So? That was then. Are you running with the League right now?”

“What?” Suddenly, he finds the courage to meet your gaze.

“Y’know, I accidentally committed academic fraud. Almost didn’t graduate.”

“That’s not the same—”

“And you’re trying to find absolution by what? Trying to goad me into leaving? Didn’t I say I’m stuck to you like glitter?” You level Jason with a look. “Until the Heat Death of the universe.”

Jason’s blood thrums in his veins. His ears are ringing and his vision grows out of focus but you, you remain crystal clear, sharp like the jagged edges of broken glass. He thinks he’ll cut his hand on you if he reaches out. Still, he does, and you meet him halfway with a grip like vice. His tongue is stiff in his mouth and it takes great effort to force it soft so he can speak again.

“Heat death?” His voice cracks.

“I always thought the heat death of the universe would be something super cool like every Sun suddenly turning into a supernova at the same time. But it’s the same thing as the Big Freeze, which is obviously the lamer name and the lamer end.”

He cannot form any words.

“You,” you press a finger against his chest, then flatten your hand so your palm rests over his erratic heartbeat, “said I’m like a bloodhound when I want something. And I said we’ll find each other in every lifetime, every goddamn reincarnation. Because I want you. And in the end, we will watch the universe die together.”

Oh, he thinks.

You want him.

And just for that—he would let you devour him whole.

dividers by cafekitsune

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

𓏸𓂀𓈒venom rage𓇹𝗃𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖽

by R3DH00DLUST ⠀⠀𓋝⠀⠀𓏸⠀⠀˚⠀⠀𓈒⠀⠀𝘝𝘌𝘕𝘖𝘔⠀⠀⠀𝖱𝖠𝖦𝖤⠀⠀𓂂 ⠀ ⠀ִ ⠀۬ ⠀𝖣𝖢⠀𓈒⠀𓇻 ⠀𓏸⠀𝘏𝘜𝘔𝘈𝘕⠀𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘚 ⠀ִ⠀╰⠀⠀𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗕𝗞 ⠀⏝⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ︶⠀⠀⠀⏜⠀⠀⠀︶⠀⠀⠀︶⠀ ⏜⠀ ⌒ 𓂀⠀⠀ᤲ⠀⠀ׁ⠀⠀✪⠀𓇹⠀𝗚𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗠 𝗖𝗜𝗧𝗬 era el peor lugar para mudarse a vivir a pesar de que fuera "protegida" por Batman y sus Aliados, las calles, la gente y su situación era un total caos. ⠀ Noa Miller fue una víctima de una posible tragedia; impedida por el marginado de la Rata Alada y, posiblemente, el único que podía imponer justicia Real en todo Gotham City. ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗟𝗔 𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗨𝗗 prevalece en su interior a pesar de todo. . . Incluso por un creciente rencor, Noa nunca será una malagradecida.   ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀━━━━ no intentes plagiar ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀mi trilogía, ni tampoco hacer ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀copy a la historia de mis PJ, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀cualquier gráfico que veas ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀aquí es hecho por mi, NOT C. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀hecho por @PSYBERH99D Words: 1734, Chapters: 1/2, Language: Español Fandoms: DCU, DCU (Comics), DC Extended Universe, Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Red Hood/Arsenal (Comics), Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010), Nightwing (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Bruce Wayne, John Constantine, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Tim Drake, Alfred Pennyworth, Roy Harper, Artemis of Bana-Mighdall, Selina Kyle, Clark Kent, Jonathan Kent, Jon Lane Kent (DCU New 52), Zatanna Zatara, Koriand'r (DCU), Raven (Teen Titans), Stephanie Brown, Barbara Gordon, Jim Gordon, Cassandra Cain, Joker (DCU), Harleen Quinzel, Lex Luthor, Duke Thomas, Cole Cash | Grifter Relationships: Jason Todd/Original Female Character(s), Artemis of Bana-Mighdall/Jason Todd, Jason Todd/Original Character(s), Dick Grayson/Original Male Character(s), Dick Grayson/Original Character(s), Bruce Wayne/Original Female Character(s), Bruce Wayne/Original Character(s), Roy Harper & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Original Female Character(s), Batfamily Members & Other(s), Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle/Original Female Character(s), John Constantine & Original Character(s) Additional Tags: Angst, DC Comics References, Questionable Measures Arc, Bad Decisions, Minor Original Character(s), Angst and Feels, Fluff and Angst, Angst and Tragedy, Angst and Romance, Heavy Angst, Not Canon Compliant, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe, Slice of Life, Panic Attacks, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Enemies, Rage, Sad with a Happy Ending, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Jason Todd is Robin, Hurt Jason Todd via https://ift.tt/BUoPIu5

[john-bracket]

Significant Jother Prelims!

The prelims for Jacket 4 will come in two waves after the winner’s bonus poll ends on Sunday, so get your votes in there.

First, there will be the prelims to decide between love interests for Johns/Jacks/Variants who had multiple submitted. There are eight of those matches, and they will be released throughout the day on Monday, July 10.

Then, there will be the prelims to decide which single nomination significant jothers will make the bracket. If a nomination was submitted multiple times as the only love interest, they are already in. There are 11 polls of four significant jothers, and the winner of each will make the bracket. Prelims were seeded by submission order, and those polls will be released throughout the day on Wednesday, July 12.

Match-ups below the cut!

Monday Match-ups: Who shall win the jand?

Prelim #1: Martin Blackwood (11) vs Georgie Barker (1) for Jonathan “Jon” Sims (The Magnus Archives)

Prelim #2: Jason Mendoza (5) vs Derek (1) for Janet (The Good Place)

Prelim #3: Mercymorn (2) vs Alecto (1) vs Augustine (1) vs Mercymorn + Augustine (0 but throuple rights) for John Gaius (The Locked Tomb)

Prelim #4: Zatanna Zatara (2) vs King Shark (2) for John Constantine (DC)

Prelim #5: Nisha Kadam (2) vs Moxxi (1) for Handsome Jack (Borderlands)

Prelim #6: Brad Majors (2) vs Frank-N-Furter (1) for Janet Weiss (Rocky Horror Picture Show)

Prelim #7: Shayera Hol (1) vs Mari McCabe (1) for John Stewart (DC)

Prelim #8: Rafael Solano (1) vs Michael Cordero (1) for Jane Villanueva (Jane the Virgin)

Wednesday Match-ups: I don’t have a funny name

Prelim A: Phryne Fisher for Jack Robinson (Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries) vs Kitty for Johnny Thirteen (Danny Phantom) vs Marguerite Baker for Jack Baker (Resident Evil) vs James “Jamey” Emerson Fletcher for Mary “Jacky” “Bloody Jack” Faber (Bloody Jack)

Prelim B: Naomi Herne for Evan Lukas (The Magnus Archives) vs Pete Tyler for Jackie Tyler (Doctor Who) vs Agnes Montague for Jack Barnabas (The Magnus Archives) vs Eric Bittle for Jack Zimmermann (Check, Please!)

Prelim C: Anna Bates for John Bates (Downton Abbey) vs Rose DeWitt for Jack Dawson (Titanic) vs Wendy Torrance for Jack Torrance (The Shining) vs Samatha Carter for Jack O’Neill (Stargate SG-1)

Prelim D: Joan of Arc for JFK (Clone High) vs JFK for Joan of Arc (Clone High) vs Elvira for Don Juan (Moliere) vs Pocahontas for John Smith (Pocahontas)

Prelim E: Penta Roujeat for Jack Wright (Namesake) vs Jethro Bodine for Jane Hathaway (Beverly Hillbillies) vs George Jetson for Jane Jetson (The Jetsons) vs Peter Parker for Mary-Jane Watson Parker (Marvel)

Prelim F: Thor for Jane Foster (Marvel) vs David Read for Jane Read (Arthur) vs Marla Singer for Jack/The Narrator (Fight Club) vs Sophie Aubrey for Jack Aubrey (Master and Commander)

Prelim G: Jay Nakamura for Jon Kent (DC) vs Satinder Hall for Ivo Keys (Shaderunners) vs Edward Rochester for Jane Eyre (Jane Eyre) vs Co Bao for John Rambo (Rambo)

Prelim H: Rosemary for Jack/Raider (Metal Gear Solid) vs Vriska Sekret for John Egbert (Homestuck) vs Maddie Fenton for Jack Fenton (Danny Phantom) vs Minnina for Jonathan Ratker (Dracula Starring Mickey Mouse)

Prelim I: Clary Fairchild for Jonathan Christopher “Jace” Herondale (The Mortal Instruments) vs Marisol Garza for Jonathan “Jon” Cartwright (The Shadowhunter Chronicles) vs Jo Lupo for Zane Donovan (Eureka) vs Robert Martin for Janet van de Graff (The Drowsy Chaperone)

Prelim J: Rebecca St. Claire for Jack Secord (Warehouse 13) vs David for Giovanni (Giovanni’s Room) vs Lucy Moderatz for Jack Pullman (While You Were Sleeping) vs Petra Solano for Jane “JR” Ramos (Jane the Virgin)

Prelim K: Scott Summers for Jean Gray (Marvel) vs Hessa for John the Baptist (The Wife of John the Baptist) vs Helen Wick for John Wick (John Wick) vs Patrick Bateman for Jean (American Psycho: The Musical)

[laughing-hellblazer]

✶ ┊ 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. John Constantine 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. The Laughing Magus, The Hellblazer, Johnny C, Johnny Con-Job 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒. John Lloyd 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒. he/him 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄. 6'0" / 170lbs 𝐀𝐆𝐄. 70 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂. taurus 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒. English, Latin, Olde English, Aramaic, Hebrew, Gaelic, Irish, scatterings of numerous others

✶ ┊ 𝑷𝑯𝒀𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑺

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑. short, blonde, messy 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒. blue 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄. light 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄. lean, defined 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄. calm, worn, melodious 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃. right hand 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄. relaxed 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒. cigarette burns on chest, scars on forearms, faint scar on right side of lips 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒. none 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒. always smoking, ageless, tattoo of a pine tree on his right buttock

✶ ┊ 𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑳𝑫𝑯𝑶𝑶𝑫

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇. Liverpool Maternity Hospital, Liverpool UK 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍. Liverpool, UK 𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. Cheryl Masters née Constantine 𝐏��𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒. Thomas Constantine (father), Mary Ann Constantine née Lloyd

✶ ┊ 𝑨𝑫𝑼𝑳𝑻 𝑳𝑰𝑭𝑬

𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. occult specialist, working class warlock 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄. London, UK 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒. Chas Chandler, Mercury, Marj, Zatanna Zatara, Brendan Flynn (ghost), Kit Ryan, Swamp Thing (tenuous) 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄. ha. no. 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃. public nuisance, vandalism, breaking and entering, reckless endangerment 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐒. smoking, drinking, gambling, cheating, blackmailing

✶ ┊ 𝑺𝑬𝑿 & 𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. bisexual 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄. equal but distant 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄. switch, top leaning 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐒. bigotry, cruelty, over-attachment 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐒. confidence, liquor tolerance, mystery, experience 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄. physical touch, words of affirmation 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒. closes himself off, jokes to hide vulnerability, takes advantage of generosity, protects from a distance, has deep conversations, will remember their face

✶ ┊ 𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑪𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑬𝑶𝑼𝑺

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄. Heard it Through the Grapevine - The Slits (self-declared), Swamp Thing - The Chameleons (narrative) 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄. studying occult books, 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃. right-brained 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅-𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐋. a mixture of blind and fake-it-til-you-make-it confidence. he'll never think he's the good guy, but he'll always believe he's going to come out on top.

tagging :: anyone who wants to do this!

[londonwit]

           ❝ let's take a walk on the d a r k s i d e then. ❞

« jack mullarkey, 30, he/him, dc comics » ∙∙ loading case file for john constantine. known aliases, if any: the hellblazer. current location: new york, new york.  current occupation: occult detective. he is known to be quick-witted and selfish, so proceed with caution. their current alliance: civilian. penned by ree. ©

GENERAL DETAILS.

full name: john thomas constantine. nickname(s): johnny, conjob. name meaning: "god is gracious." age: thirty. date of birth: may 10, 1992. place of birth: liverpool, england. ethnicity: white. gender: cis man. pronouns: he/him/his. sexual orientation: bisexual. romantic orientation: biromantic. religion: unaffiliated. occupation: occult detective. education level: general certificate of education (gce). living arrangements: bounces from one place to another; was homeless for several months when he was 16 after being kicked out of his childhood home by his father. speaking voice and accent: british. spoken languages: english, latin, ancient greek, hebrew, sanskrit, ect.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

faceclaim: jack mullarkey. hair color and style: blonde, clean cut. eye color: blue. height: 6'0". weight: 158 lbs. body and build: lanky, somewhat muscular. tattoos: several incantations of varying languages inscribed on his forearms, similar to the tattoos he has in the injustice comics. piercings: helix piercing in both ears, yet they've mostly closed up. clothing style: typically formal wear with a tie and trenchcoat. distinguishing characteristics: dimpled chin and piercing blue eyes. signature scent: silk cut cigarettes.

HEALTH.

mental disorder(s): suffers from depression and post-traumatic stress disorder, as well as brief instances of psychosis following the incident in newcastle when he damned a young girl’s soul to hell by accident. physical disorder(s): lung and cardiovascular complications due to his chain smoking. allergies: cats. sleeping habits: often experiences insomnia and has difficulty falling asleep. he also just stays up until ungodly hours. eating habits: a lot of instant noodles and hot pockets. sociability: he’s rather sociable unless he’s going through a rough time. it’s others who’d prefer not to associate with him given his track record of dead friends and family members. addictions: nicotine. drug abuse: in his early twenties, he was on antidepressants and prescribed olanzapine by his doctors at ravenscar psychiatric institute, where he was a patient for two years. alcohol use: will go on a bender every once in a blue moon but usually sticks to a glass of whiskey (or several) each night.

PERSONALITY.

label(s): the con artist, the devil’s advocate, the bibliophile, the karma houdini, the narcissist, the hellion, the addict, the deadpan snarker, the anti-hero. positive traits: charismatic, persuasive, humanistic, pragmatic, quick-witted. negative traits: cunning, selfish, arrogant, cynical, self-loathing. astrology: taurus. personality type: entp. moral alignment: chaotic neutral. hogwarts house: slytherin. element: fire. primary vice: pride. primary virtue: diligence. weather: rainstorm. color: orange/gold. music: the clash. movie: blade runner. book: the island of doctor moreau. sport: rugby. beverage: whiskey. food: bacon and eggs. animal: fox. season: autumn.

FAMILY.

mother: mary anne constantine (died in childbirth). father: thomas constantine (deceased). significant other: n/a. best friend: chas chandler. exes: zatanna zatara, oliver (ex-boyfriend), nightmare nurse, several meaningless flings. sibling(s): cheryl masters, sister (murdered by her husband), unnamed twin brother (died in the womb). children: n/a. extended family: tony masters, brother-in-law (deceased), gemma masters, niece. pet(s): n/a.

short bio: after a botched exorcism in his adolescence led to an innocent girl named astra logue being damned to hell, john has been running from the demons of his past and drowning his sorrows in a bottle of liquor, all while leaving a trail of dead bodies in his wake. a conman by trade and savvy occult detective on nights he’s not conjuring demons, john’s spent the last several years swindling the streets of london with his impressive wit and token charm.

[ao3feed-supercorp]

My Stories

by silverstar2419

Alexarin Avian Rhys Allen-Danvers has many names, Alexarin-El, Alex, Rin, and more. They are one of the children of Barry Allen and Kara Danvers, along with their twin Dawn.

Affected by a rare Kryptonian gene mutation, Alex can change their sex at will, on top of the other powers inherited by their parents.

Another strange characteristic, affecting both twins this time, is that the Speed Force managed to preserve their Kryptonian genes and keep them at full strength rather than dilute them, rivaling both of their parents.

Welcome to Alexarin's story.

  TW//In-depth SA, Grooming, Drug and Alcohol Abuse, Violence

Words: 6428, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Alexarin Constantine

Fandoms: Arrow (TV 2012), Supergirl (TV 2015), The Flash (TV 2014), DC's Legends of Tomorrow (TV), Constantine (TV), Young Justice (Cartoon), DCU

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi

Characters: Original Characters, Barry Allen, Kara Danvers, Oliver Queen, John Constantine, Lena Luthor, Eddie Thawne, Team Legends (DC's Legends of Tomorrow), Alex Danvers, Kelly Olsen (Supergirl TV 2015), James "Jimmy" Olsen, Zatanna Zatara, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Wally West, Nora West-Allen, Nora Darhk, Bart Allen, J'onn J'onzz | Hank Henshaw, Members of the Team (Young Justice), Team Flash (The Flash TV 2014), Team Arrow (Arrow TV 2012), Team Supergirl (Supergirl TV 2015), Clark Kent

Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor, Barry Allen/Eddie Thawne, Barry Allen & Kara Danvers & Oliver Queen, Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak, Sara Lance/Ava Sharpe, John Constantine/Original Character(s), Everyone & Original Character(s), Original Character(s)/Original Character(s), Alex Danvers/Kelly Olsen, Nora Darhk/Nate Heywood/Ray Palmer, Zatanna Zatara/Original Character(s), John Constantine/Zatanna Zatara, John Constantine/Zatanna Zatara/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Protective Oliver Queen, One Night Stands, Family Secrets, Family Dynamics, Parent-Child Relationship, Trauma, College, Grooming, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Angst with a Happy Ending, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, I'm Bad At Tagging, Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - C-PTSD, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Genderfluid Character, Sex Addiction, Sex Change, Past Relationship(s), Long-Term Relationship(s), Drug Abuse, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Sexual Abuse, Explicit Sexual Content

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[starcityslayxr]

DC {Kellyverse]’s Scrappiest Heroes

{L O C A T I O N : STARLING CITY }

CODENAME : THE GREEN ARROW { Oliver Queen || FC: Stephen Amell}

CODENAME : ARSENAL { Roy Harper || 23 || FC: KJ Apa }

CODENAME : WHITE CANARY { Oliver Queen || FC: Caity Lotz }

{L O C A T I O N : GOTHAM }

CODENAME : RED ROBIN { Tim Drake || FC: Tom Holland }

CODENAME : NIGHTWING { Dick Grayson || FC: Brenton Thwaites }

CODENAME :  MADDOX { William Wintergreen Jr. || FC: Ben Barnes }

{L O C A T I O N : NATIONAL CITY }

CODENAME : SUPERGIRL { Kara Danvers || FC: Melissa Benoist } 

CODENAME : THE GREEN LANTERN { Kyle Rayner || FC: Michael Trevino } 

CIVILIAN { Kelly Olsen || FC: Kylie Bunbury } 

{L O C A T I O N : UNKNOWN } 

CODENAME : DOCTOR FATE { Kent Nelson || FC:  Oliver Jackson Cohen }

CODENAME: ZATANNA  { Zatanna Zatara || FC: Eiza Gonzalez }

CIVILIAN { Steve Trevor | FC: Richard Madden }

[trash-muse]

Lips curled in a disgusted scowl at the stench of sulfur hanging heavy in the steamy air. Trenchcoat covered shoulders rolled, shrugging off the ashy residue falling from the closing portal. Hell had never been more uninviting but then if it was, more people were bound to sign the dotted line to get in.

John looked around the vacant alley before turning back to his travel companion, earlier disgust melting away and replaced with a tender smile. “Well, Zatanna, my love, looks like roughing up that lesser demon paid off.” There was a hint of amusement in his tone as he recalled the events that led to their arrival in Hell.

It had been a simple information gathering mission which started with meeting a lesser demon to make a phony deal. Of course, that led to a small fight and before Zatanna could finish uttering her backwards curse, the demon was squealing all the answers they needed to retrieve their missing angel.

The lesser demon told them that Neron had his fill with tormenting Asmodel and was now fixated in getting his hands on the angel’s former vessel. But that didn’t mean Asmodel had been left to rot alone. The lower ranked demons took great delight in dealing out punishment after punishment to an angel. There was no way Az was getting out lightly.

“This way, yeah?” John led the way in the directions they had been given. There were quite a few twists and turns. Corridors narrowed then widened and narrowed again like jagged teeth, the dark became thicker as they neared their destination.

John put a hand up, stopping them in the shadows as voices were heard just around the corner where the corridors widened once more. “There’s three of them and two more inside with Az,” John looked to Z, lips curling at the wicked suggestion about to be shared. “You want to incinerate them? Or shall I?”

@dark-musngs​

[masterofmagnetism]

@mistressofmagic

Erik had always known that life was something innately chaotic. Things almost never went exactly the way you expected them to, no matter how well-laid the plan, and broadly speaking, you were lucky if you ended up in the ballpark of what you’d anticipated. Fate had a nasty way of curving often-unfriendly curveballs.  Even still, there were some things that you expected generally to stay the same. For example: when I die, I will stay dead. (Jean, of course, was the exception to the rule). When he had made the decision to let Scott raise that visor and end his life after ninety-odd years, it had been with the assumption that it would be final. No more fighting, no more pain, no more grief, no more loss. It was that same siren’s call that had almost lured him more than once over the last few decades in fits of drunkenness or despair. 

And then he was brought back. By the very people who had killed him, in the very tower that had been the first step toward the end. Poetic, in the worst of ways. And of course, shortly after that, New York and Genosha had been attacked by his a devil using his daughter’s apparent secondary mutation that had decided now would be the time to reveal itself. Because of course. 

Point being: he was back and he wasn’t supposed to be and fate had not been gracious enough to allow him some breathing space to process that before throwing him headlong into another crisis to save the daughter he’d almost started another World War for. If anyone knew about things not going the way they were supposed to, it was Zatanna--and despite her closeness with Jean, Erik had no reason to believe that he couldn’t trust her. They’d built their own sort of rapport, after all. Or he thought they had. When Zatanna finally showed up, Erik was laying on the floor glaring at the ceiling, hand across his chest protectively. He spoke without looking over at her. “You put up a ward against me. I got zapped. During pride month. That’s homophobic, you know.”

[the-hellblxzer]

(STREET FIGHTER): for OUR MUSES to get jumped by a gang of feral animals. -- @mistressofmagic​

Magic gone haywire was not a pretty sight. John had pushed the limits of that a few times, mostly when he tried spellcasting while drunk. This was not quite the same, but things had gotten so weird so quickly that he had to try and get to the bottom of this. The first person he could think to check with was Zee, despite his tendency to fuck everything up for her. But hey, when things were already fucked, could he possibly fuck them up any more? Yes, knowing John he probably could, but he still could only think of going to see Zatanna, fully expecting not to receive any sort of welcome wagon from her.

Tracking her aura only made things weirder, though, because each time John tried to find her through her magical signature, he kept getting indications that it was all around him. Which was totally sodding impossible, so when he finally got wind of a strong signal, he followed it, now wanting to get Zee's opinion on things more than ever. Catching sight of her up ahead of him, John hurried down the street, trying not to pay attention to the continuing bizarre sights around them. 

"Oi, Zee!" he called out, "I know the Yanks like ta go all out wit' gettin' in th' holiday spirit, but this is pretty bleedin' ridiculous!" Reaching her at last, he skidded to a stop, taking as deep of a breath as his smoke-addled lungs would allow. "Phew, all jokin' aside, I noticed th' strangest thing when I was tryin' ta get t' th' bottom of..." He trailed off as he looked at her, realizing that there was something noticeably different about her. Quickly, he realized what it was. "Zee, are you...d'you got a bun in th'--"

Again he was cut off, but this time by the sound of ominous growling and harsh voices nearby--and coming closer. Turning, John saw a pack of definitely aggressive-looking dogs and cats heading towards them. "Aw bugger," he grumbled, shaking his head, "An' here I was hopin' I'd get ta punch a skeleton out instead."

[glxrious-purpose]

*just a fucking gif with text* -- @mistressofmagic​

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𓏸𓂀𓈒venom rage𓇹𝗃𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖽

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/BUoPIu5 by R3DH00DLUST ⠀⠀𓋝⠀⠀𓏸⠀⠀˚⠀⠀𓈒⠀⠀𝘝𝘌𝘕𝘖𝘔⠀⠀⠀𝖱𝖠𝖦𝖤⠀⠀𓂂 ⠀ ⠀ִ ⠀۬ ⠀𝖣𝖢⠀𓈒⠀𓇻 ⠀𓏸⠀𝘏𝘜𝘔𝘈𝘕⠀𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘚 ⠀ִ⠀╰⠀⠀𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗕𝗞 ⠀⏝⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ︶⠀⠀⠀⏜⠀⠀⠀︶⠀⠀⠀︶⠀ ⏜⠀ ⌒ 𓂀⠀⠀ᤲ⠀⠀ׁ⠀⠀✪⠀𓇹⠀𝗚𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗠 𝗖𝗜𝗧𝗬 era el peor lugar para mudarse a vivir a pesar de que fuera "protegida" por Batman y sus Aliados, las calles, la gente y su situación era un total caos. ⠀ Noa Miller fue una víctima de una posible tragedia; impedida por el marginado de la Rata Alada y, posiblemente, el único que podía imponer justicia Real en todo Gotham City. ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗟𝗔 𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗨𝗗 prevalece en su interior a pesar de todo. . . Incluso por un creciente rencor, Noa nunca será una malagradecida.   ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀━━━━ no intentes plagiar ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀mi trilogía, ni tampoco hacer ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀copy a la historia de mis PJ, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀cualquier gráfico que veas ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀aquí es hecho por mi, NOT C. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀hecho por @PSYBERH99D Words: 1734, Chapters: 1/2, Language: Español Fandoms: DCU, DCU (Comics), DC Extended Universe, Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Red Hood/Arsenal (Comics), Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010), Nightwing (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Bruce Wayne, John Constantine, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Tim Drake, Alfred Pennyworth, Roy Harper, Artemis of Bana-Mighdall, Selina Kyle, Clark Kent, Jonathan Kent, Jon Lane Kent (DCU New 52), Zatanna Zatara, Koriand'r (DCU), Raven (Teen Titans), Stephanie Brown, Barbara Gordon, Jim Gordon, Cassandra Cain, Joker (DCU), Harleen Quinzel, Lex Luthor, Duke Thomas, Cole Cash | Grifter Relationships: Jason Todd/Original Female Character(s), Artemis of Bana-Mighdall/Jason Todd, Jason Todd/Original Character(s), Dick Grayson/Original Male Character(s), Dick Grayson/Original Character(s), Bruce Wayne/Original Female Character(s), Bruce Wayne/Original Character(s), Roy Harper & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Original Female Character(s), Batfamily Members & Other(s), Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle/Original Female Character(s), John Constantine & Original Character(s) Additional Tags: Angst, DC Comics References, Questionable Measures Arc, Bad Decisions, Minor Original Character(s), Angst and Feels, Fluff and Angst, Angst and Tragedy, Angst and Romance, Heavy Angst, Not Canon Compliant, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe, Slice of Life, Panic Attacks, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Enemies, Rage, Sad with a Happy Ending, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Jason Todd is Robin, Hurt Jason Todd read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/BUoPIu5