#conner’s notebook

[hugsandchaos]

Seeing Double

Part One, Part Two, Part Three

Summary: A ghost who looks a lot like Phantom comes to him in search of protection, and their newest member instantly agrees. He calls her his little sister, and sooner or later, Phantom also might end up with a new brother.

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For the past few weeks, Danielle had been staying in the Cave. After explaining the full story to Red Tornado, some of the details unknown to them for some reason, and he spoke with Batman, their friend’s clone had been given permission to live there. As long as she trained and or some sort of education. This was definitely acceptable to both ghosts. Danielle had started training, and not just with Phantom, and her brother would teach her a thing or two when they weren’t training.

Most of his lessons consisted of scenarios where she’d need to try to patch herself up incase she needed to, which she apparently didn’t know as well as he did. It was interesting how similar ectoplasm was to blood when it came to wounds. She wasn’t allowed on missions, though. That should’ve been obvious, but it actually surprised Danielle. It took a bit of arguing and convincing from Phantom to get her to understand, but she reluctantly stayed behind. She was bitter for a while and took her training a little more seriously after that. Overall, she was a great addition to her friend group.

At the moment, it was around 8:02 PM and Danielle was helping Megan cook dinner. Phantom was doing some kind of assignment on the couch with Conner sitting on the opposite end of the couch. Danielle moved around to catch the items and put them on the counter as Megan used her telekinesis to pull them from the fridge and pantry. Danielle nearly missed grabbing the glass jar of sauce, but caught it and placed it down carefully.”And, that’s all we need!” Megan said. She turned around and smiled seeing the ingredients neatly placed on the island counter.”Thanks for your help, Danielle.” She said.

The young ghost smiled.”No sweat off my back. Now how is this one made?” She asked. She enjoyed watching Megan cook, as odd as the Martian thought it was, and she hadn’t seen her use this recipe yet. Megan took another look at the tablet.

She used her telekinesis to open a cabinet and pulled a medium bowl out of it. She set it on the table as she also got a measuring cup.”We need to stir the ricotta cheese, 1/2 cup parmesan cheese, and eggs in this bowl and then set it aside.” She said. Both her and Danielle started on that first step.

On the couch, it was pleasantly quiet. Both boys left each other to their thoughts. Phantom had a notebook in his lap and a textbook set on the arm of the couch. Both the textbook and his handwriting were in a language that Phantom just settled on calling “ghost speak” since he didn’t know what else to call it due to the actual name of the language being surprisingly difficult to translate to English. Megan took a really wild guess and said that it could be a difference between being dead and being alive that made the translation difficult.

Right now, he was focused on that while Conner took the time to think. He had some conflicted feelings about the situation. On one end, he was happy. He had someone to relate to a little better. He saw that there were actually people who had good relationships with their clones, even taking them under their wing. He was more convinced that there was a chance that if his original saw the way they interacted, he might do the same.

On the other hand, however, he was jealous. Conner didn’t want to admit it, even to himself, but it was unfortunately true. He couldn’t even relate to Danielle on a level he wished he could because Phantom didn’t practically ignore her existence for her being his clone. It made him feel a little more alone than before. He also didn’t think that letting Superman meet Danielle was a good idea because Phantom was already mad at him because of what he said last time he was there.

He made the room’s temperature drop by around 20 degrees in a matter of seconds and didn’t take his eyes off the league member until he left. It was probably best to avoid both the argument that would undoubtedly happen between them and what he might say to Danielle if he found out she was also a clone.

“Are you okay?” Phantom spoke up. Conner blinked and turned to him.”Are you okay?” The ghost repeated. Conner nodded. This earned a look of suspicion from Phantom.

Oh. Right. The whole “smelling emotions” thing.

Conner briefly glanced back at the two girls chatting away, sharing stories about their experiences on Earth, then leaned in closer.”Are you going to let her meet Superman?” He asked in a hushed tone. Phantom’s gaze hardened.

He shook his head.”Absolutely not. I’d like to avoid it as much as possible.” He whispered. Conner was a little relieved to hear that. He opened his mouth again to tell him that he’d help him do that, but he was cut off.

“Hey, big bro? What happens if Megan eats ectoplasm?” Danielle called.

Phantom immediately shot up from the couch, knocking both his books and his pencil onto the floor.”No!!!” He instinctively shouted. He quickly flew over to Danielle and Megan to see if he needed to snatch anything from them. Megan laughed at him as he checked the counter. Conner couldn’t resist a small smile, either. It was pretty funny.

Danielle also laughed at him as Phantom realized there wasn’t any in the food or in their possession. He crossed his arms.”Ha, ha, very funny.” He said, obviously unimpressed. Danielle calmed down enough to speak.

“I know it’s funny! I wouldn’t actually give her ectoplasm.” She said. Phantom gave her a pretty disapproving look, but her smile didn’t falter.”I just wanted to annoy you.” She said. Phantom’s eyes widened and seemed more irritated than before. Danielle did her best not to laugh at him.

“You have five seconds to start running.” He said. The younger ghost quickly fled the room and Phantom waited, counting down from five out loud. Once he reached one, he went invisible and vanished from Megan’s and Conner’s sight.

Soon enough, they’d hear the pleading screams of a younger sibling being mercilessly chased by their older brother.

[puppetwoman17]

(Shot opens in Magicians Meeting Hall)

Captain Marvel: *strolls inside toward his seat and unpacks from his little satchel. Stops and greets other magic-users before pulling out notebooks and pencils*

(Cut to Billy on the couch)

Billy: So, over the weekend, I might’ve made a slightly impulsive decision

(Cut back to CM unpacking a mug that reads *#1 DAD!*)

Billy: I mean, I don’t regret it. I just wish I didn’t have to keep my identity a secret, ya know?

(Cuts to Cap smiling at the mug)

(Cuts back to Billy on the couch)

Billy: *holding a photo of Conner/Kon-El(Superboy)This is my son. Isn’t he great? He can already leap tall buildings in a single bound!

(Cuts back to Meeting Hall. Camera pans to New God Metron, swiping away at unreadable documents)

(Cuts to Metron on the couch)

Metron: It’s real. It’s all real. I don’t even…I don’t understand what is going on inside that head of his

(Cut to Satanus in the Meeting Hall, doing his damn best to not laugh)

(Cut to Satanus on the couch)

Satanus: He’s—Pfft—He’s grown up so much! I actually—Shit, I can’t wait to tell Blaze about this.

(Cuts to Blaze on the couch)

Lady Blaze: 😦

Lady Blaze: You’re kidding

(Everyone watches Marvel sip water from the mug. He stares back)

Captain Marvel: What?

Fate: Nothing. Nothing at all

Captain Marvel: You sure?

(Camera pans to Metron, still swiping)

Captain Marvel: He doesn’t look so good.

(Cuts to Billy on the couch)

Billy: he actually reminds me of my uncle after he has too much beer, but I don’t want to seem rude. I’m a dad now.

(Cuts to Satanus on the couch)

Satanus: He actually said that? No, he actually said that?

(Cuts to Billy on the couch)

Billy: I’m gonna be. The best. Dad. Ever. No other dad will dad like I dad.

(Cuts to Satanus on the couch)

Satanus: *laughing too much to be human* Please—Please don’t—Make it stop! I can’t!

[sexsylexi]

He can be helpful.

Wally West x reader

The school hallway was a blur of chatter and movement as students filed out for the weekend. You were seated by your locker, hunched over your notebook, trying to make sense of chemistry notes that looked like they’d been written in code. Just a few days before a big science test, and the formulas you’d been trying to memorize seemed determined to slip through your grasp.

You sighed, feeling frustration bubbling up. So absorbed in your frustration, you barely noticed when Wally West stopped nearby, giving you one of his usual smirks. Even without looking, you could feel him rolling his eyes as he passed. You’d never gotten along with him—he was cocky, always messing around, and for some reason, he had this annoying habit of teasing you about anything you took seriously. You two had exchanged plenty of sharp comments in the past, and, frankly, you expected more of the same.

But then, Wally spoke up.

“Struggling with science?” he asked, his tone casual, like he knew the answer but wanted to hear you admit it.

“Yeah, and your ‘insightful’ comments aren’t exactly going to help, West,” you replied, tone clipped.

Wally only chuckled and shook his head, already turning to leave. “Good luck,” he tossed back, that easy confidence hanging in the air long after he’d disappeared around the corner.

The weekend couldn’t come fast enough. Between the stress of the test and the usual life-or-death team missions, you’d hardly had a moment to breathe. You were at Mount Justice that Saturday, sprawled on the floor in the main area, papers and textbooks scattered around you. You’d figured the cave would be quiet—perfect for studying. But so far, the empty pages in your notebook weren’t giving you any answers.

A loud static hum filled the room, and you glanced up to see Conner slumped on the couch, arms crossed, staring blankly at the TV screen that seemed permanently stuck on a static channel. He didn’t even seem to notice, just watching as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

With another sigh, you rubbed your temples, glancing at the jumble of formulas you had scribbled across the page.

"Am I seriously the only one struggling with this?" you muttered under your breath, mentally preparing to give up.

It was at that exact moment that Wally walked into the cave, his usual cocky grin in place as he looked around. He spotted you, sitting cross-legged on the floor with your notes, and raised an eyebrow.

“What are you doing, exactly?” he asked, folding his arms and tilting his head.

You didn’t look up, figuring he was here for a quick laugh at your expense. “Science homework. What else?”

“Let me guess. Chemistry?”

You glanced up, expecting to see him laughing, but instead, his expression held a genuine curiosity. The smirk was there, but it was less pronounced. There was a slight glimmer in his eyes, almost like he was… amused in a way that wasn’t condescending.

“Yes,” you said cautiously. “You know, that thing that people actually study for.”

Wally raised his hands in mock surrender, then plopped down on the floor beside you. “Hey, I study science too, you know,” he said, a grin pulling at the corner of his mouth. “I mean, it’s kind of my thing.”

You looked at him skeptically. “Yeah, right.”

But he didn’t get defensive. Instead, he gave you a small shrug. “I’m serious. I actually like this stuff.” He glanced at your notes, then added, “Need a hand?”

You blinked, not entirely sure you’d heard him correctly. Wally West—your annoying classmate, the guy who couldn’t go two seconds without cracking a joke—was offering to help?

“Uh… yeah, sure,” you said, still a little stunned.

Without missing a beat, Wally leaned over, studying the formulas on your page with surprising focus. He didn’t make any snarky comments, didn’t laugh at your mistakes. Instead, he walked you through the concepts you’d been struggling with, breaking down the complicated chemical reactions in a way that actually made sense. Every so often, he’d throw in a joke or two, and you found yourself smiling despite the frustration.

“So, that’s how you balance a redox reaction,” he said, tapping the page with his pen. “You just have to remember to add electrons to balance the charges.”

You nodded slowly, eyes narrowing as the concept finally started to click. “Wait… that actually makes sense,” you murmured, almost in disbelief.

Wally grinned, clearly pleased. “See? Told you. You just needed a bit of Speed Force-level assistance.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head. “Wow, don’t get too full of yourself there.”

As the hours slipped by, you found yourself relaxing in his presence. Wally was surprisingly patient, even when you made the same mistake for the third time. And though he kept up a steady stream of jokes, they were more playful than annoying, a far cry from the sarcastic remarks he usually tossed your way at school. Somewhere between balancing equations and decoding molecular structures, you found yourself actually enjoying his company.

By the time you’d gone through all your notes, the frustration had melted away. You looked up at him, and for once, the tension that usually marked your interactions was nowhere to be found.

“Thanks, Wally,” you said, genuinely grateful. “I… really appreciate it.”

He gave a casual shrug, but his grin was genuine. “Anytime. Chemistry’s no big deal when you’ve got it figured out.” He picked up one of your flashcards and pretended to quiz you. “So… what’s the electron configuration of sulfur?”

You snorted, shoving his hand away. “Please, don’t push it.”

---

On test day, you felt the familiar knot of nerves in your stomach, but Wally’s explanations kept flashing through your mind as you worked through each problem. Somehow, you felt… prepared. For the first time in a while, science didn’t feel like some insurmountable challenge.

A few days later, the test results came back. You stared at your score in disbelief—you’d passed, and by more than a few points. You barely contained your excitement, and as soon as you were free, you headed to Mount Justice, hoping to spot Wally. It didn’t take long before you found him in the main area, chatting with Robin, the two of them laughing over some inside joke.

“Hey, West,” you called, approaching them.

Wally glanced over, his face lighting up as he saw you. “Hey, look who’s here. What’s up?”

For a moment, you felt a bit awkward, but you pushed it aside. “I just… I passed my science test. Thanks to you.”

Robin raised an eyebrow, glancing between the two of you. “Wait, Wally helped you study?”

Wally gave a dramatic sigh, grinning like he’d been unfairly underestimated. “Believe it or not, I’m more than just the handsome speedster.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “Don’t get too full of yourself. But seriously, thank you, Wally. I appreciate it.”

Something softened in his expression, and he reached out a fist, offering a casual fist bump. You returned it, a warm feeling settling in your chest.

“You’re welcome. Any time you need a science tutor, I’m your guy,” he said, giving you a wink.

You shook your head, laughing. “Yeah, maybe. Just… don’t let it go to your head.”

Wally laughed, but there was a sincerity behind his smile that you hadn’t seen before. As you walked away, you felt the lingering warmth of his presence, knowing that you’d found an unexpected friend in Wally West.

[loppsided]

Can you please do a fluff with Dick Grayson where you’re cuddling on the couch in titans tower watching a movie where Gar, Rachel, Jason or any of the other titans tease you and Dick. Like theyre on the couch and like gagging like when you watch your parents kiss? (Can be gender neutral or femme)

get a room! - d. grayson

summary: dick and reader annoy the team!

pairing: titans!dick grayson x fem!reader

wc: 189

warnings: kissing, fluff :)

a/n: heres a lil drabble from my requests! sorry for not posting ive been so busy these last few days but im gonna write a lot today so i can get stuff out! enjoy! likes and reblogs appreciated.

"God! Get a room!" Gar yells walking into the living room. A pillow gets thrown in your direction by Connor as he joins him.

It was you and Dick's 6 month anniversary and instead of going out for dinner you opted towards a nice quite movie night. Or so you thought. Kory was supposed to take the kids to the state fair, but since it had rained they stayed indoors.

You laid on Dick's chest, arms wrapped around his torso while his held your back. His hands were combing through your hair, no doubt tangling it in the process.

The movie of choice was 'The Notebook', which was very fitting for the event.

Dick lifted his head up off the top of yours, "If you don't like it, you don't have to be in here." He said amusingly.

He looked back down at you with a smile, jokingly he whispered "Don't listen to them, baby." Before placing a kiss onto your lips.

You giggled into the kiss as you heard the scattered ew's from Gar and Conner, the annoyance from Rachel and the laughter from Kory.

Successful date night.

[puckpocketed]

5/08/2023 - Berkly Catton captains Team Canada to gold at the Hlinka Gretzky Cup, leading the tournament with 8 goals and 2 assists in 10 games || 19/01/2024 Meet the Future - Berkly Catton named Team White's captain for the CHL/NHL Top Prospects Game || 5/07/2024 - Berkly Catton signs his ELC with the Seattle Kraken

Introduction, quotes/transcripts/bits and pieces under the cut!

I can't even begin to describe how jazzed I am that Berkly Catton got drafted to a team I already love. I wrote in my Sharks off-season roundup that I was hoping against hope Catton would drop to 14th overall (back before we had moved up to 11th) and the Sharks would snap him up, as unlikely as it was that they'd try to gather more firepower when we sorely needed defensive prospects. I'm so glad I got my wish one way or another <3

Krakenblr you will LOVE this dude. He's such a star. Such a character. Berkly Catton is so, SO fun to watch. You have no idea!!! I followed him in the months leading up to the draft because there was buzz that he might be available lower down because of the Height Issue (he is, tragically, 5'11 <- which makes him undraftable unfortch) + concerns with how his game will translate to the NHL level. He is an electrifying playmaker. He's so creative, throws in so many fakes, WILL break ankles, very good hands... ough <3 everything I personally love to see in a forward all rolled into one neat little package !!!

There's the suggestion that he's been "over-scouted," which really just means they've all been watching him so long they're probably overthinking things and looking for stuff to critique. I'm inclined to believe this take over the other one because I'm an optimist and he was one of my little guys going into the draft! I won't include more of that here, but there's plenty of material out there if you'd like to look for it.

Below are some of my favourite bits and pieces from media he's appeared in <3

“I don’t like to give it away (pause) but I look at guys before games,” Catton revealed. “What’s weird is going from midget to junior hockey is a big jump. Last year I was learning. This year I wanted to add stuff. My pregame stuff and to look at guys doing draws and seeing what works. That’s pre-scouting on my end. If a guy has a certain move, and you can trump it early, it gets in his head a little bit. That helped quite a bit.”

“I think I sometimes have a problem with passing the puck too much. I love seeing my teammates score and setting up for an open net. It’s one of my favourite things in hockey, if not my favourite,” Catton admitted. “That’s something I can work on. When I get a chance put it home kind of thing. I got better this year at it’s still something I’d like to improve. Honestly, I’m a pass first mentality guy I would say.”

- Berkly Catton’s video scouting has improved his overall game

You know, when I first read and saved this article I was like; this prospect who reviews VIDEO is gonna haunt me. That's my weakness btw, I'm freak4freak. If you tell me a hockey player is also deeply infatuated with the game to the point of reviewing tape in their free time that's IT for me. it's JOEVER. i have a type and i know it <3 also wowie a pass-first guy who gets really really happy when his teammates score??? crying. crying. Berkly Catton . tucking uou gently away <3 forever <3

From A Day in the Life: Berkly Catton & Conner Roulette

Fave movie is The Notebook (<- unrelated there's a . really funny comment on this video from a philly fan lamenting that Catton likes the Notebook - I assume because that's some uhhh how do the kids call it,, femme soyboy shit? lmao anyway stay LOSING toxic masculinity !!!)

The boys call him 'Berk' <3

He talks about Jack Hughes being a big influence on him (in other media, he gives Hughes as a player comp!) and going to hang out and work with the Hughes family in Michigan. I sense a thread of admiration here like it's such a sweet little crush LOL <3 I hope he notices you Berkly !!

he gives the player of the match hat to a coach/trainer (one of the two) it's lovely... ouhhh... good little fella so polite and so conscious of staff being the foundation of his success... mwah!!

From Berkly Catton Talks Hockey Sense, His Start In Hockey & More | Game Tape With Tony

His father and grandfather built him a rink in his backyard, very sweet.

1OA in the WHL draft!

Anime main character levels of training-arc... my guy shot thousands of pucks over the summer in his backyard and then came back suddenly able to score goals. <- this is where the DIY goalie made of wood and blocker pads comes in. lol. lmao. are u even real.

sorry. sorry. OLEN ZELLWEGER MENTION. <- one of my personal favourite little guys (undersized puck moving defensemen my BELOVED) "Kind of a funny story [...] I pretty much had a breakaway, when he just turned backwards and played it as a 1-on-1 somehow, and I was like 'wow, this guy's the real deal', so." I really liked how Catton easily recalled a specific person/moment when asked who challenged him the most in the WHL; I think it speaks to a thoughtfulness about the game - it would've been easy to just give a vague Oh Everyone Is Good answer here and I like that he didn't!

There's a section where he talks about how he got so good at stick lifting, such an interesting perspective I never considered - he played in situations and against people where he couldn't just throw his body around to win, so he had to learn to get the puck in other ways. KEVIN KORCHINSKI MENTION <- another one of my little guys <3

mentions his dad being a big influence on his 'patience'. parents are so funny to me. ur watching your sons juniors matches? and Ohhhhh Chris Catton was a hockey player too . it all makes sense. Berkly Catton product of jockdad like so many before him <3

I do love that throughout this interview, Catton defers to his linemates a lot. Always hyping them up and talking about how he owes his success to them. it could be construed as false humility, given Catton was the highest scoring draft-eligible in the league - but he really does go out of his way to emphasise how highly he regards them and how much of their on-ice success is owed to good chemistry built up over the entire season. It strikes me as genuine!! He's a good boy <3

Revealed he can solve a rubix cube at the end... wow... he just liek me fr...

PLEASE watch this on-ice interview where he's chatting after a game and then gets ABSOLUTELY WASTED by 5 water bottles and all the boys. he is clearly so so so beloved in that locker room waaaahhh <3

Anyway this isn't an exhaustive list but it IS a lot of the reasons why I really liked him pre-draft. welcome to the deep Berkly <3

[felicitysmoaksx]

NHL Conner reuniting with Sarah, who might have been his childhood "gf" in kindergarten something cute and fluffy or make it angst

Day 3 of the Advent Prompt Challenge! Set loosely during season 1 of Chicago Med and this also falls into my NHL Hockey Star! Connor Rhodes au!

“Reese,” Maggie’s voice floated somewhere above her and Sarah looked up from where she was helping April unpack supplies so they could stock the supply closet. It wasn’t the call of her name that made her look up though, but the confusion in the charge nurse’s voice.

“Yeah Mags, what’s up?”

“There is a man here. Dr. Halstead says he’s the right wringer for the Blackhawks.”

“Okay...” the brunette drew out the word, unsure of why the other woman was telling her this.

“What does that have to do with me Maggie?” Sarah asked as her confusion grew. It wasn’t like she kept up with the sport. Except that Claire’s big brother played the sport professionally.

“He says he’s your husband.”

“What?”

It was Claire’s brother. Sarah saw as she followed behind the charge nurse to where this right-winger was (whatever that was) and there stood Connor Rhodes. Because of course, her best friend's older brother would say something idiotic like he was her husband.

"Hey! There is Mrs. Connor Rhodes now!" He grinned broadly when he saw her walking towards him. All eyes turned to her and she felt a flush of heat running up...everywhere. She was probably as red as a tomato by now.

"I'm not your wife," she muttered glaring at him. But Connor didn't seem fazed. In fact, his grin morphed into one she had only seen a few times. It was soft and his ocean-blue eyes seemed to brighten into stars and those stars seemed to twinkle.

"You doodling Mrs. Sarah Rhodes in your math notebook says otherwise." He teased softly.

"I was ten years old!" The brunette protested, wishing the floor would just open up and swallow her whole. Why shouldn't the rumor mill of Gaffney know about her childhood crush of the man in front of her? But the man in front of her still didn't seem fazed at her words.

"Claire told me she's bringing you to tonight's game." He said holding up a jersey for her to see, "And with it being my first homecoming game back with the Blackhawks-"

Connor had been traded to Boston before Sarah started medical school and had been traded back just before the season started. "-I thought my future wife could wear my jersey."

Sarah took the red jersey with the writing: Rhodes: 15 on the back of it.

"Connor, this looks like the real thing and not just something you get fans. You need this to play."

She glanced up to see Connor rolling his eyes. "Sarah, give me some credit. This is my old jersey. Before I was traded. You know the one you wore the night before I left for Boston..."

A second flush started to creep up her cheeks. Because images of that night had started to flash in her mind.

"And Claire?"

"My sister is wearing my away jersey." Connor reassured the curly-haired brunette, pushing a stray curly behind her ear as he leaned into her personal space to whisper, "Besides, this jersey is no one else's but yours. After all, we did christen it together."

A third flush started to creep up her cheeks.

[nyx-v1]

Hey! I dont know if you do requests/suggestions or not but once you're done w/ your twst boys reacting to your funeral series (fantastic btw makes me wanna roll over and cry everytime) do you think you could write whatever twst boys are your favorite to write for's reaction to finding Yuu/Y/n's ghost? If you don't feel like it feel free to delete this!

TWST Boys reacting to finding your ghost

Here you go Anon! <3

TWST boys reactions to your death:[Heartslabyul],[Savanaclaw], [Octavinelle][Scarabia]

Heartslabyul 

Riddle

The first time he sees you is in Heartslabyul's rose garden. It was late at night and he had forgotten his notebook in the garden, knowing he would need it for the next day Riddle had gone out to get it. 

When he gets there he finds you sitting at the table where he left his notebook. Riddle stands frozen unsure if his mind is just playing tricks on him or not . He slowly approaches you, the closer he gets the colder the air becomes. When he is a foot or two from your ghost you vanish. Slightly disturbed Riddle grabs his notebook and heads back to his room.

The second time he sees you is a few days later. Just as Riddle is about to get into bed, out of the conner of his eye he sees a figure. Alarmed he quickly whips his head around, this time he is sure he's not just seeing things, and you are in fact in his room. Riddle doesn't move from his spot instead he calls out to you, and much to his surprise you turn around at the sound of your name.

Riddle stands still as your ghost approaches him, what keeps him frozen in places is when you give him a hug he can't feel.

He tries to return your embrace on you only to find  that he can't feel you, as the sudden contact  made you vanish.

Riddle spends days waiting for you to show up again, staying up into the late hours of the night, messing up his once perfect sleep schedule.

The third time you appear Riddle is at his desk studying, waiting for you. This time he's ready to not mess up,  he wants to make sure he can at least get the words he had for you off his chest.

When you appear on his bed he walks over to it and sits down next to you, leaving enough space so you wouldn't touch. He let's out a shaky breath before speaking," Prefect, do you know how many rules you've broken by dying?" He isn't surprised you lack of response, from what he's seen it only seems you just watch, so he continues his  monologue, "As upset as I am, I'll forgive you this once, so please don't leave me."

After riddle finishes his speech, he feels a warm feeling wrapping around him, like someone's hugging him as he hears a soft whisper," I won't ever leave you, take care of yourself, Riddle ."

That was the last time he saw your ghost.

Trey

Trey was baking for an unbirthday party when an open bag of flour got knocked over. At first he thinks nothing of if, believing  he has placed the bag to close to the edge. By the fourth time he's starting to get suspicious. When the bag gets knocked off for the fifth time, he places the bag in front of him so he can watch. When he swears he sees something push the bag off the counter, and in a moment of delusion he ask "who's there?". Much to his dismay what ever was messing with him decides to communicate by writing in the flour.

He watches as you struggle to write in the flour. Trey goes from amused to horrified when he sees what was spelt out in front of  him, a very poorly spelt and written "I'm watching you". Slightly scared for his life, trey quickly cleans up the mess and continues on with his day.

When Trey is about to go to sleep he feels very paranoid, as common as ghost are whatever tried to talk to him today seemed slightly different from Twisted Wonderland's normal ghosts. Deciding to put his mind to ease Trey googles easy ways to talk to spirits. He goes through a few articles, before picking something that seemed easy and like it would work.

Trey goes through his room and finds and old piece of chalk that he uses to copy the symbol off of the website, After he says a  small chant, much to his surprise the little chant works, he knows because your blurry and (very) vague ghost appears in front of him.

He adjusts his glasses before giving an awkward smile, "Hey there.. do you need something?" trey tries to sound polite and clam but deep down he's freaking out, he would like to live past 18.

Trey watches in anticipation waiting for something to happen.

Doing your best to communicate with Trey you take the chalk he used earlier, to write a short message," It's me" unfortunately for you you're ghost powers aren't all that good yet, so shortly after writing you disappear. 

This leaves Trey freaked out yet again, he convinced he's upset some sort of spirt, or maybe after death you've sent a  evil spirt after him.

A few days pass as you realize that you've messed up and have started tormenting poor Trey.So you deiced to use you strength to appear to him, in hopefully a more friendly manner.

It's early in the morning and trey is up cooking breakfast, when you decide to pay him a visit.

Trey was in the middle baking when you showed up, causing him drop the his bowl onto the floor. When he takes a good look at what is in fount of him he is sure it's you coming for a visit.

"[name]?" trey asks a pretty obvious question.

"Nooooo, it's another ghost." You let a sarcastic response, to which Trey laughs in response too.

"My bad prefect, I hope you'll forgive me?" 

You nodded your head in response to trey. You move closer to him , Trey stays still in response, having seen his fair share of horror movies he knows that sudden movement could cause you to leave at any second. Trey has small bit of flour on his face, he watches as you spread it all over his face, as you let out a small laugh, " You know Trey, I didn't expect you to be so clam about seeing a  ghost."

Trey lets out a small laugh," Ah well I didn't ever think I would really meet one." with a small pause trey continues," But you know, everyone misses you, and they would love to see you too. But if I'm being honest right now I want to be a little selfish, and think you just came to see me..." His voice trail off at the last part, looking at your face for a reaction, and to his surprise he sees a small smile on your face.

" You can be selfish trey.... and just so you know your the only person I've come to see."

you give trey a small kiss on the check before disappearing.

After that trey hasn't seen or heard your ghost in a while, but he knows you're there when he catches a glimpse of your ghost fallowing him around, true to your word you haven't visited anyone else.

Cater

The first time Cater catches a glimpse of your ghost is in the background of one his recent photos. At first he thinks it was a bad shot, but when in then next couple of photos he sees the same mysterious blob thing in the background moving he know it must be a ghost! Cater really hopes that the ghost in his photos is you. Why does he hope that? It may or may not come from all the super natural romance he's watched thanks to his sisters.(and the part of him that is a hopeless romantic)

Being the smart person he is, he decides to get a Ouija board and try to contact the ghost in his photos, you.

It's a dark and rainy Saturday when Cater sits down to contact your spirt. He sits in his room curtains drawn with a bunch of candles lit, all scented of course.

Cater puts his hands on the planchette, asking "Is anyone there?"

To his surprise the planchette moves towards yes. Being honest Cater didn't think the Ouija board would work.

Despite his horror he continues asking questions, "Who are you?"

He's genuinely happy when he sees the start of your name being spelt and even more happy when your name is fully spelt out.

Cater continues to ask questions, to your ghost, until he ends up falling asleep.

The next morning Cater wakes up to all the candles in his room being blown out, and he is slightly surprised because the last thing he remembers is talking to you.

Later that day when cater comes back to his room he absolutely ecstatic to see sitting by the  Ouija board.

"You know you forgot to say goodbye."

Cater lets out a small chuckle as he rushes to your side, getting close but not close enough to touch your ghost.

He starts taking a selfies from all different angles while telling you to make different poses and faces.

When he's finshed taking photos he sits down next to your ghost, letting out a little sigh as he closes his eyes," You know prefect I've missed you, it's no fair you get to go dying like that? tots not cool to just ghost me like that!"

"Cater did you just make a ghost pun?"

"You've must have heard something."

you let out a small giggle scooting closer to Cater.

Cater stays frozen in place, as you move closer towards him," Don't miss me to much, Cater." You brush the hair away from his face, before vanishing.

For a while you show up in Caters photos in someway, but as the more time passes the less frequent your appearance become, until one day they just stop.

Cater takes all the photos that you showed up and prints them out, putting them into a special little photo book.

Ace  and Deuce  (let's face it they're never apart)

Ever science your un-timely death Ace and Deuce haven't spent much time apart, now they're practically attached at the hip.  As much as they fight they won't spend more that 20 minutes apart.

So of course the first time they meet your ghost  they're together.

The first time they had  contact with your ghost was when the two of them where at Ramshackle, going through your stuff, taking things that Grim might need or want (not their idea it was Trey's).While going through your stuff they hear a faint whisper that sounds like gibberish.

 This freaks the two out so bad  that they run out of the dorm, and don't sleep that night.

The next incident is during a test, Deuce was stuck on one question and couldn't think of the answer, when his pencil rolled onto on of the answers and didn't get off untill he chose it, he tells Ace abut this but Ace tells him he's crazy.

Ace first encounter was after basketball practice, he was staying behind alone in the locker room.

While he was just  waiting in the locker room, something fell out of his basketball locker, he wouldn't have paid much attention to it if it wasn't for what fell. The key chain you had bought for him had fallen off his bag, this freaks him out but not enough to tell Deuce.

The first time they see your ghost is when they are visiting your grave, there they see you  sitting on top of your grave stone.

Ace starts by gently pushing Deuce towards you ,but neither want to approach so Deuce calls out, "Prefect?"

 To their surprise, you turn your head, calling out the them "Deuce!Ace! You know I was trying to get your attention right?"

The two of the quickly turn around, and whisper to each other about whether what they where seeing was real or not. When your ghost approaches them from behind, leading to Ace and Deuce screaming.

Ace was the first to break the silence,"You're real right?Like this isn't some joke?"

You gently flick both of their heads,in demonstration that you where indeed real,"Of course I am."

Much to your surprise the two tackle you into a hug,somehow.

The three of you stand in a tight group hug.

Much to there dismay after a few minute you disappear .

Determined to see your ghost one last time the two try a lot of dumb rituals to contact your spirt, none work.

That's until two days later when they go back to their shared room. When they open the door to their room your sitting on Aces bed, while deuce tries to rush to you ace stop him, telling him the contact could have been what caused to to vanish the first time.

Understanding this the two sit down on the floor in front of you.

You spend hours talking to ace and deuce telling them how much you care for them and how grateful you where for them. Deuce also spills his heart to you, telling you how much he missed you and how he wants you back. what surprises you the most is when ace returns the feelings.

After one last heart filled hug you disappear, this time for good.

[flower1622]

Vampire Lovers

Chapter 5

Batman arrives at Jon's apartment that used to be Dick's. He is on the balcony. He notices the door was open and that the lights were off. He enters and turns the lights on to look around for clues. Something catches his attention on the place next to the TV. He gets close and sees a little space where someone could have passed the finger on it to take a little of the dust. Batman realises it must have been Damian. But, Batman knows he can't take the DNA because he knows Damian only uses gloves. So, he continues taking a look around the place. He goes to the kitchen and turns the light on. He walks around it looking for something, but finds nothing. When he was about to go, he noticed something shining on the floor. He gets close and sees that it was a little piece of glass.

- Damian. - Bruce whispers and takes the little glass very carefully with him and leaves to meet Clark. 

Meanwhile with Clark:

Superman arrives at Conner's apartment. He notices that the balcony door was open. He enters and notices that the place was pretty clean, but Clark knows that Ma always reminds Conner to clean his apartment. He looks around the place and finds a notebook on the floor. He takes it and looks at the writing. He doesn't think twice and leaves.

Clark arrived at Jon's rooftop where Batman was waiting for him. He lands on the floor and gets close to him.

- So, did you find something? - Superman asks staring at Bruce, who just opens his hand. Superman doesn't understand and Batman only stares at him as if he was ordering Superman to use his x-ray vision. So, Superman uses it and sees a piece of glass on Batman's hand. He looks at Batman.

- My son probably attacked yours from behind with green kryptonite, making Jon pass out and the glass fall on the floor. But, you? Any luck? - Batman asks with his serious voice. Superman only shakes his head.

- Unfortunately, no. Only a notebook with a writing that it's not Conner's, probably from Tim maybe? - Superman asks and Batman nods his head. Superman sighs. 

-  We need to find them and stop... - Batman stops talking because he feels the presence of someone else. Both Superman and Batman stare at each other. They know they were being spied. When they were about to say something, they get attacked, making both fall on the floor. It was a mini bomb that spread a toxin making superman and batman sleepy.

- Well...well, what do we have here? - Superman and Batman hear a voice coming towards them. Batman recognizes as Damian's. Then, a shadow appears next to Damian. It was Tim.

- Damian? Tim? - Batman asks still sleepy. Both only give dark smirks at him.

- Yeah. Did you like our new looks? - Damian and Tim showed Batman that they weren't using the robin costumes anymore. They were just themselves without mask and both were wearing black clothes and a black leather jacket. Batman only shakes his head.

- You wanted us to find you. You knew we would be here - Batman only says and tries to glare at his 'sons'.

- Wow, I guess we have a winner here! - Tim says sarcastically and gets close to the heroes on the floor.

- Tim? Damian? Where are Jon and Conner? - Superman asks weak on the floor, trying to keep himself awake.

- You mean us? - A voice asks and two new shadows appear. They get close to the fallen heroes. 

- Jon? Conner? - Superman asks confused while he looks at his son and his clone. Both were pale, had red eyes, fangs and were wearing black clothes with a black leather jacket. Batman only looks serious at them.

- Hey, dad! - Jon says with a dark smile making Superman feel a little scared of his own son. Other shadows appear too and get close to them. All of them also had pale skin, red eyes, fangs and were wearing black clothes. 

- Dick, Jason, Barbara, Supergirl, Cassandra, Stephanie, Alfred and Duke? You both turned them into monsters too!- Batman exclaims while he looks pissed at Damian and Tim.

- Of course! What did you expect, old man?! - Damian asks angry at Batman, who only grows at him. Batman tries to get his secret weapon discreetly, but Dick is faster and holds his arm with so much strength that makes Batman wince a little bit. 

- Don't worry, Batman! The transformation only hurts a little bit in the beginning, but then you will see the difference. You will feel so much better. I promise! - Dick says and punches Batman pretty hard that he passes out. Jon gets close to his father on the floor, who was looking at Batman passed out next to him.

- It's okay, dad! Everything is gonna be okay. You won't need to get afraid of kryptonites anymore! - Jon says with a big smile while he walks towards his father. 

- Jon, no. Please! - Superman begs, still pretty weak. Jon only touches his cheek.

- Everything is gonna be okay. I promise! - Jon says and sprays green kryptonite on Superman's face, making the hero pass out on the floor too.

- We almost have our family completed! - Dick says with a smile while he puts his hands on his hips.  The others, except Jason who was staring at a passed out Bruce on the floor, look at Dick confused.

- Almost? - Damian asks curious and Dick only nods his head. When he was about to answer Damian's question,  Jason interrupts.

- Yeah, little demon! Or do you think these two would let their women go? - Jason says and smirks. The others only stare at the fallen heroes on the floor.

'Yes! I can't wait to turn mom into one of us too' - Jon thinks and gives a dark smirk to his passed out father.

[toulousewayne]

Batfamily Shenanigans:Head-canons Pt: 3

Even though has vigilantes they Batfam drive several different vehicles, most of them don’t have a license or got it late. Steph,Cass,Duke, and Damian don’t have licenses. Dick,Tim, and Barbara have licensed, Jason has a fake license due to the fact he and Bruce were supposed to declare him not dead but both have forgotten and he just gets Barbara to update it if it expires.

Speaking of cars I feel like those that can drive have favorite or one specific vehicle that use.

Bruce drives an all grey Lamborghini or a red Porsche.

Dick has a older Porsche in green.

Barbara had a yellow buggy when she was younger but now she has a black SUV.

Tim usually takes one of Bruce’s Mercedes.

Jason has two motorcycles and a older impala he fixed up in his spare time.

Damian likes to paint his sisters nails, he finds it calming. Stephanie is his favorite, Cass only likes her nails painted sometimes not all the time and Babs picks at her nails when she’s stressed. Stephanie let’s him pick the color and the just sit in his room while he paints.

Bruce has a large collection of alcohol but he himself doesn’t drink.

Alfred has a notebook with a contact for each family member in case they won’t listen to him or needs help. Bruce has Clark, Dick has Wally, Jason has Roy, Tim has Conner, Damian has Jon, and Barbara has Dinah. If plan A fails he’ll call plan B for any of them. Diana.

Tim has Hypoglycemia.

Dick has the most tattoos. It’s only five and their all small.

Bruce can’t stand the smell of gasoline it reminds him of when he lost Jason.

Alfred will order pizza once a month. One to give him a break and two because no eats the same pizza so he has order everyone their own whole pizza. It goes as followed.

Bruce doesn’t really like pizza that much but he eat what kind Alfred orders him, Dick is a Hawaii pizza Guy pineapple and all, Jason likes Buffalo chicken pizza, Tim likes pepperoni, Damian of course gets vegetarian, Duke what pepperoni and nothing else, Stephanie like plain cheese, Cass likes Pepperoni and and black olives, Barbara likes Supreme,and Alfred doesn’t like pizza he likes the cheesy garlic bread or flatbread pizza.

Personally I think of Jason has either half Latino and Italian or Puerto Rican, Tim has Korean American.

In that same vein, I see the Batfamily in this height range: Jason is 6’2-6’3, Bruce is 6’2,Alfred is 6’1, Duke is 6’0, Dick is 5’11, Barbara is 5’10, Stephanie and Cassandra are 5’9,Tim is 5’8, Damian is 5’5.

Also, we all know Tim is Bi,Selina is Bi and Kate is a lesbian. I see the other Bats as different sexual orientation as well. Dick is Pan, Jason is Asexual, Stephanie is Pan, Cass and Damian are both Aromatic, Duke is straight, and Barbara is Bicurious but is comfortable to enough to appreciate beautiful women. Bruce is Bi and just doesn’t know it yet.

Cass is very good a tending to different hairstyles and textures. She braids Babs,Steph and Dick’s hair. She’s also helps Damian and Bruce with their hair due to over styling it putting to much product in their hair. She also cuts Dick’s hair when it gets to long and greasy.

Duke is very good baking and his sweets are high on everyone’s lists like Alfred.

Stephanie definitely is the Big Sister Damian always needed. She pranks him, teases him about his crushes, but she also leaves her apartment window unlocked for Damian to enter at anytime of the night when he feels overwhelmed and doesn’t want to go to Bludhaven. She takes him to his favorite art supply store in Gotham Heights, and even gifts him stuff for his next project.

Tim is definitely the lost child of Dick and Barbara. Even though the two aren’t together and have different relationships(another head cannon), Tim is pretty much their child of divorce. They both have check his location to make sure he’s not trying to burn down LexCorp, or if he hasn’t left is room for three days straight Tim might find it strange that all tech disabled except for his phone but it’s reprogrammed to only call Barbara and only then will she fix it devices. Dick will just randomly enter Tim’s office at Wayne Enterprises and will mess with his stuff while Tim’s on a zoom meeting. And once he’s done he will ask Tim what’s their plans for lunch.

Selina and Talia both will make random trips to Wayne Manor to check on their children. Selina has threatened Bruce’s life numerous times for shouting at Dick or Duke. Bruce has woken up in the middle of the night to a dagger drawn to his throat he knows it’s Talia and all she says is, “Don’t make me have to have this talk again beloved, I’d hate for poor Alfred to have to clean up your room.”

Tim and Damian both hate mint chocolate chip ice cream. Cass finds it enjoyable and will help eat their portions if she needs to.

Duke taught Damian how to play Spades, and in return Damian taught him to paint so he could paint his girlfriend a gift for their anniversary.

[dccomicsimagines]

Truth or Dare Valentine - Young Justice Imagine

Requested by Anon -  Can you please do a young justice x reader imagine where the team just finished a mission and is just sitting in the cave bored so they decide to play truth or dare. A lot of juicy secrets are revealed and the reader also confesses their feelings for another hero (your choice)

Requested by Anon - Can we have a Valentine’s Day with the team?

Author’s Note - This are late. I’m sorry.

***

“Wally, slow down. I need to see how you do it.” You shoved at his shoulder. The two of you were sitting on the floor in the living area of the cave. Homework covered the coffee table as you struggled through calculus. Wally knew what he was doing somehow.

He sighed, leaning away from his page so you could look. “To use the power rule, multiply the variable's exponent n, by its coefficient a, then subtract 1 from the exponent.” He pointed to the quote in the book. 

“English please.” You sighed before copying his work. Wally rolled his eyes and went back to it, but left his paper in your view. 

“Are you cheating?” Kaldur’s voice cut you like a knife. You and Wally flinched, turning to find Kaldur taking a seat in an armchair with a book in his hand.

“Not really. There’s no cheating in Calculus,” you said. You felt heat on your cheeks, going back to copying Wally’s work before it was noticed. 

“(Y/N) is the cheat. I’m just here.” Wally smirked when you smacked him. 

Kaldur hummed. You peeked at him to find him reading. Taking a deep breath, you tried to relax and focus on trying to puzzle what Wally was doing.

A creepy laugh came from behind you. You rolled your eyes. “Shut up, Rob.”

“What? I can’t be whelmed at how hard Calculus is for you.” Dick hopped over the couch and sat beside you. He cupped his chin, resting his elbow on your textbook. “It’s not that difficult.”

“Says the math geek.” You elbowed him hard. He groaned, rolling on the floor like you killed him. Wally gave you both an annoyed look while Kaldur ignored all of you. 

“Guys, guess what?!” M’gann flew into the room. She grinned, clapping her hands excitedly. Conner followed her. He looked bored, but a hint of a smile pulled at his lips at M’gann’s excitement. You almost rolled your eyes.

“What, babe?” Wally looked up suddenly. You wondered if he gave himself whiplash. 

“Red Tornado said we could have a Valentine’s Day party!” She let out a squeal, landing next to Dick. 

You quickly looked down at your homework, hiding your expression. The others seemed excited, but your heart fell. Valentine’s Day wasn’t a good day for you.

“We’re going to feel the aster.” Dick nudged your side. “What do you think, (Y/N)?”

You forced a smile on your face. “It’s great. Lots of fun.” You glanced up. M’gann was fooled by your grin, but Dick looked slightly alarmed. You quickly went back to your homework. 

“What is Valentine’s Day again?” Kaldur asked. You blushed at his words.

“It’s the holiday of love.” M’gann sighed. “People confess their love for others, and be romantic. They also give a lot of candy, and you give out valentines for those you care about.” 

“It’s a lot of fun.” Wally blushed. “But Valentine’s Day is only two days away? Are you going to get everything ready in time?” He frowned slightly when M’gann got a glimmer in her eye.

“That’s why we’re all going to get ready for the party.” M’gann took a small notebook out of her pocket. “Artemis, Zatanna, and Raquel are on their way. Now we’re going to divide up the tasks...”

You swallowed hard, knowing you were stuck. “Are you okay?” Dick whispered in your ear. You just shook your head, tightening your hold on your pencil to stop your hand from shaking. Dick’s hand rested on your back. 

Taking a deep breath, you kept copying Wally’s work until you got to where he stopped. “I’ll be right back.” You gave everyone a false smile before practically running out of the room. 

Luckily, you made it to your room before your lungs stopped working. You curled up into a ball and let yourself soak in your emotions for a few hours.

***

“So M’gann has a list.” Dick unfolded two pieces of paper. You held back a groan when you saw both were written on front and back. You, Dick, Zatanna, and Artemis were at the local big box store. Dick seemed awed by the experience while Zatanna and Artemis just seemed happy to spend money that wasn’t theirs. 

“Let’s divide and conquer.” Artemis snatched one paper out of Dick’s hand. “Z and I will take this one. You and Mopey can take the other.”

You flinched at the nickname. Artemis was teasing, but it stun. Dick gave you a smile as Artemis and Zatanna grabbed a cart and headed off. 

The store was decked out in red and pink. You felt sick.

Dick took a cart, gesturing toward the baby’s seat. “Want in?”

You smacked his arm. “Only if you go in first.”

Dick laughed. He rolled the cart into the store and straight into the Valentine’s section. You dragged your feet behind him, trying not to think too much.

He tossed bags of candy in the cart along with decorations. “You know we have to get valentines to give out?”

“Amazing.” You narrowed your eyes when he stopped by the display of valentines. He chuckled before picking a set of Justice League valentines with temporary tattoos inside.

“What ones you want?” Dick crossed his arms, eyeing you carefully. 

You swallowed past the lump in your throat. “I’m only doing this for M’gann.” You grabbed the first box you saw and tossed it in the cart. Dick hummed, eyeing the box you tossed in. 

“Paw Patrol, huh?” Dick laughed. You couldn’t even crack a smile. “Well at least the snap bracelets will have everyone feeling the aster.”

You just shook your head. “Can we just leave this section please?”

Dick shook his head. “No, we still got things to get.” He went to the next aisle. “What’s wrong? You’ve been...off ever since M’gann mentioned having the party.”

You rubbed your temples. It was going to get asked eventually. Old memories drifted back. Your heart dropped to the floor. “I don’t like Valentine’s Day.”

“Noted.” Dick eyed you carefully as you both stopped by a wall of stuffed animals. “Why?”

You took a shaky breath. “Well...you know how schools do the thing where you can pay like a dollar to send a carnation to someone.” You kept your eyes on a stupid looking bear with a giant heart in his arms. 

“Sure, I’ve heard of it.” Dick shrugged. “My school does that, but to the extreme.”

“Rich people.” You snorted, shaking your head. “Well, I’m not well liked at my school.” You made your eyes drop to your feet, digging your toe into the floor. Dick shifted next to you. “I mean I hang out with Wally, but he’s a nerd, so...I’m not very popular.”

Dick snorted. “He is a nerd, but go on.” He kept his eyes on you. You felt a blush burn to your cheeks, but you kept your eyes on your feet.

“They did the carnation thing last year and I got one from someone I didn’t really know. She was in one of my classes though and I liked her.” You bit your lip when Dick touched your arm. “It said to meet her behind the school, so like an idiot I went. When I got there, she and her friends were there, laughing at me. Apparently, it was a joke.”

“That’s horrible.” Dick wrapped an arm around you. You let him, tensing slightly at the touch. 

“Yeah, well, they had their laugh, called me a loser and said how no one would ever like me,” you chuckled humorlessly. “It kinda soured the holiday for me.”

Dick hummed. “Fair.” He nudged your arm, getting you to look at him. “I’m sorry.”

You shrugged, looking up at the ceiling as you blinked back the tears. “I’d rather we keep this between us.”

“Wally doesn’t know?” Dick raised an eyebrow. You and Wally went to school together.

“I didn’t tell him. He just thought I had allergies that day. He’s not very bright when he doesn’t want to be.” You felt a real laugh work it’s way out of your chest. 

Dick nodded, picking up the bear you had been looking at and tossing it in the cart. “Fast feet, slow brain,” he chuckled.

Laughter bubbled in your stomach. “Good one.” You held your hand up for a high five. Dick smirked, slapping your hand with a grin. “How much more shopping do we have?”

“Not much. Most of our list was candy.” Dick handed the list to you before pushing the cart along. You followed him. The bitter feeling eating at your heart was dampen slightly. You hoped you could keep it up for the party.

***

Over the next day, the cave was filled with pre-party jitters. M’gann was everywhere, making sure the cave was properly decorated in all places. You sighed as you quickly realized the only place to get away from Valentine’s Day was your room. 

That being said, on the day of the party, you struggled to leave your safe space.  M’gann insisted everyone wear red or pink. You were wearing a red shirt with Dracula on it. It gave you some satisfaction, but not enough to open the door and join the party.

You paced your room. A lump formed in your throat. You could hear the laughter from those girls. Pressing a hand against your chest, you tried to slow your heart.

A knock came from your door. You jumped, almost letting out an embarrassing shriek. 

“(Y/N), the party is starting,” Raquel said through the door. “Please get out here before M’gann sends Conner to drag you out.”

You let out a slow breath, calming your racing heart. “I’m coming.” You opened the door to find Raquel leaning against your door frame. She was wearing a red sweater with pink hearts on it. A smile pulled on her lips at the sight of you.

“At least you’re wearing red.” She crossed her arms, studying your shirt. You almost blushed. “Dick mentioned that you aren’t a fan of Valentine’s Day.”

“Blabbermouth.” You rolled your eyes, stepping out into the hallway and closing your bedroom door. “He promised he wouldn’t tell.”

Raquel just shook her head. “Yeah, but we were worried about you.” She smiled, nudging your shoulder. “Besides he asked me to make a Valentine’s Day box for you, so M’gann won’t be sad that you didn’t make one.”

The blush crept onto your cheeks, betraying you. “Thanks. I couldn’t bring myself to make one.”

“It’s okay. I get it, trust me.” She nodded down the hall. “I know it’s going to be hard with the décor and everything, but try to have fun. Think of it as a regular party.”

You closed your eyes. Maybe Raquel was right? Just pretend it was a normal party. You felt a slight weight lift off your chest. Suddenly, it was easier to breathe. “That’s a good idea.”

“We’re all your friends, (Y/N). Today is about new memories.” She hooked her arm in yours and pulled you along. “Come on, we got candy to eat and Wally to make fun of.”

You laughed. “Wally’s already made a fool out of himself?”

“Of course, he’s practically planning on proposing to M’gann.” Raquel shook her head, giggling as you both entered the party to enjoy the show.

***

The party remained pretty lame until about ten o’clock. Red Tornado, who had been supervising, left for Watchtower duty. Everyone sat around the living room, watching the end credits of a rom-com. 

“So...should we make this party more interesting?” Zatanna asked, getting to her feet once the zeta tube went quiet. She turned off the tv.

“What do you mean?” M’gann sat up straighter, eyes widening. Conner watched her with a smile. 

You bit your lip as Wally perked up. He had been moping since his failed attempt to kiss M’gann earlier. “Could we play truth or dare?” Wally said with a sneaky smirk. You met his gaze and rolled your eyes. He just wrinkled his nose at you.

“I always wanted to play truth or dare.” M’gann floated out of her seat.

“What is truth or dare?” Kaldur whispered to you. You winced.

“Truth or dare is a game. Basically, one person asks you if you want to give a truth or take a dare, you chose one and you have to answer honestly or do the dare,” you said softly. The others began to debate playing the game. Dick and Artemis were against, everyone else was for it except for Conner, who seemed indifferent.

“And if you do not answer or perform the dare?” Kaldur raised an eyebrow. 

“Then you do the other and if you refuse both, then there is usually some kind of punishment.” You pursed your lips. “It can be fun.”

Kaldur nodded, quietly watching the debate before the two of you. 

Artemis stood up, holding up her hands. “Fine, but I want to lay down a rule. We have a right to refuse any dare or questions that are disgusting.” She looked straight at Wally.

“Hey, why are you looking at me? If anything, you should be worried about Raquel,” Wally said, pointing at Raquel as if she was the murderess at the end of a detective novel. 

Raquel rolled her eyes and laughed. “As if.”

“It sounds reasonable,” Kaldur added.

“Let’s play.” M’gann spun around in the air. “Can I go first? Someone ask me.”

Wally opened his mouth, but Dick slapped a hand over his mouth. “Truth or dare, M’gann?” Dick said, grinning.

“Rude.” Wally pouted, pushing Dick’s hand away.

“Dare.” M’gann giggled. Conner gave Dick a warning look. Dick just smiled.

“I dare you to shift into Black Canary and give Wally a lecture about common decency.” Dick chuckled his evil little laugh. You exploded with laughter along with everyone else. Wally turned as red as his hair.

M’gann shifted into Black Canary, floating down to her feet and standing over Wally with her hands on her hips. “Wallace West, how many times must we go over how to eat with your mouth closed? I don’t care how many calories you need to eat. Close your mouth when you chew. Very simple.” She leaned down and demonstrated. Wally’s eyes were wide. You sensed he was enjoying this a tad too much.

“I think this confirms he has a crush on Black Canary as well as M’gann, huh?” Zatanna whispered, giggling. You made a note to humiliate Wally with this later.

“Well, I’m feeling the aster now,” Dick said once M’gann finished and shifted back to herself. “That was great, M’gann.”

“Thanks.” She sat back next to Conner. Conner took her hand, looking at her in the way you all knew they were talking via mind link to each other. M’gann smiled before looking around the room carefully. “So I get to ask next?” 

Dick nodded. “Anyone, but me.”

You wrung your hands. Luckily, she had her eyes on Raquel. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.” Raquel grinned, sitting back in her seat with a confidence you envied.

M’gann thought for a second. “If only you and one other person is the last two people in the world, who would it be?”

“That’s a tough one.” Raquel rubbed her temple in thought. “I guess I would probably pick someone in this room.” She looked around, smirking when her gaze fell on Kaldur. Kaldur avoided her gaze. “I guess I’ll have Kaldur. 

“Ooo,” Zatanna and Artemis said, giggling like mad. Everyone laughed while Kaldur just gave Raquel a shy smile.

Raquel looked around the room. Wally raised his hand. “Pick me. Come on,” he whined, almost falling out of his seat.

“Oh fine, Wally. Truth or dare?” Raquel shook her head.

“Dare,” he said, puffing out his chest. 

Dick laughed. “This is going to be good.” You pressed your hand over your mouth to hold back the volcano of laughter that threatened to escape. It took all you had not to get your phone out to record.

Raquel smirked. “Okay...” She pursed her lips in thought. “I dare you to not talk for the next half an hour.”

Wally deflated. He opened his mouth, but quickly closed it. 

“Oh my god, silence. For once.” Artemis sighed loudly, making everyone laugh. 

Wally crossed his arms, glaring. You snapped a picture as your phone was unable to stay in your pocket. Wally’s eyes flashed at the sight. You didn’t realize then, you created your worst nightmare.

***

Over the next half an hour, you learned Conner went commando on a regular basis, that Dick was involved in the creation of the make out closet at his school, M’gann liked to pretend to be Black Canary with Conner (that one might have scarred the whole team), and that Artemis would rather marry the Joker than anyone else in the whole world.

Kaldur took a dare. Conner dared him to go out and find a seashell. He did that with ease. M’gann took Conner aside afterwards to explain how dares were supposed to be more...interesting than that.

You only had to reveal that you wet the bed until you were ten. Embarrassing, but you would live.

Meanwhile, Wally stayed quiet. He kept looking at you strangely. You wondered what was wrong. It was funny, but you were starting to have fun, forgetting it was a Valentine’s Day party.

“Okay, Wally. You won your dare,” Raquel said when her phone’s timer went off. 

“Good.” Wally smirked at you. You raised an eyebrow at him. “So I get to pick someone, right?” Raquel nodded.

“Wasn’t that nice? Being quiet?” Artemis mocked, tossing a pillow at Wally. Wally caught it, unamused.

“Har, Har.” He threw the pillow back at her. She dodged it with a laugh. Wally looked straight at you. “(Y/N), truth or dare?”

A chill ran down your spine. Goosebumps rose on your skin. You didn’t like what was in his eyes. “Truth,” you said. Truth was safer than dare, you thought. 

“Okay.” Wally smirked, a dangerous glint in his eye. “Why does everyone at school call you Gullible Rose behind your back?”

Time froze. Your blood ran cold as you felt the smile drop from your face. Tears filled your eyes. Wally just smiled rather evilly. 

Everyone else fell silent at your expression. Dick got to his feet. “(Y/N), don’t answer that,” Dick snapped. His face flushed.

“What? Are you scared?” Wally rolled his eyes, watching you. You glimpsed a brief hesitation in his eyes. You bit your lip. Wally didn’t know, he didn’t mean any harm. At least that’s what you tried to tell yourself.

You took a deep breath. “It’s okay.” You gave Wally a shaky smile. “You really don’t know? Or are you being mean?”

Wally blinked in surprise. Everyone glanced between the two of you. “(Y/N), you don’t have to answer. You can ask the next person,” M’gann said, frowning slightly. You were sure this broke her illusion of Truth or Dare.

“No, it’s okay.” You held up a hand. “The last thing I want is for Wally to claim I didn’t play by the rules. I mean I already copy his homework.” You let out a fake laugh that no one joined you in. 

“(Y/N), you don’t have to.” Dick crossed the room and sat down beside you. “You really don’t.”

Letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, you looked straight at Wally. “Last Valentine’s Day, I got sent a carnation at school. It said to meet my special someone behind the school. I did, only to find a group of the popular girls there to call me a loser and make fun of me. That’s why they call me Gullible Rose. Stupid really, because it was a carnation, not a rose, but whatever.”

Raquel patted your shoulder in support. Wally’s shoulders dropped. His mouth twitched. You knew he knew who the people were in the story, but honestly, it hurt to say their names. 

“That’s why...oh, I’m sorry, (Y/N),” Artemis said genuinely. Zatanna nodded beside her, tears in her eyes.  

M’gann started to cry. Conner hugged her. “(Y/N) was bullied. I thought that only happened in movies,” M’gann said, muffled by Conner’s shirt. 

“I’m fine, guys. I’m over it.” You waved your hand, trying to smile. However, a frown kept pulling at your lips. Your eyes burned with tears. 

“No, you are not.” Kaldur reached over to pat your knee. “And that is alright.”

Wally jumped to his feet. Everyone looked at him. You blinked at how red his face was. His hands trembled. “M’gann, you still have eggs in the fridge?”

“Yes? Why?” M’gann sniffled, pulling away from Conner. 

Wally sped to the kitchen and came back with the two full egg cartons. “We’re heading out.” Wally balanced both cartons in one hand and held the other out to you. “Come on, (Y/N). It’s time for some revenge.”

You blinked before that smile you been trying for finally appeared. “Really?”

He nodded. You took his hand and stood up. “Really.”

“Wait, are we doing what I think we’re doing?” Raquel laughed, rubbing her hands together in glee.

“Batman is going to kill me, but it’s worth it.” Dick nudged your side, smirking. 

M’gann and Conner looked confused. Artemis and Zatanna quietly explained it to them and soon all four were grinning in anticipation.

Kaldur held up a hand. “I should be worried, yes?”

“Nah, you’ll be fine.” Raquel kissed his cheek and took his hand to lead him out of the room. 

Wally handed you a carton of eggs. “Thanks, Walls,” you whispered as you both followed the others toward the zeta tube. 

“Hey, you’d do the same for me.” Wally winked at you. You laughed for real, lighter than air.

***

After leaving Kaldur and Raquel as lookout, the rest of the team stood outside your former crush’s house. The lights were off, but her car was in the driveway.

“So what’s the plan, Baywatch?” Artemis whispered. She gently tossed an egg in her hand.

“(Y/N) gets to throw first.” Wally nodded for you to take an egg out of the carton in your hand. 

“I think you should go for the car,” Dick whispered softly in your ear. You rocked on your feet, biting your lip. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach. You didn’t know if they were from excitement or fear or a mix of the two.

You opened your carton and took the cool egg in your hand. It was smooth, you rolled it with your fingers. Wally gave you a smile. “Go for the car,” he said. “She loves the car.”

M’gann tittered behind you, eyes wide with an innocence akin to a child using a swear word for the first time. Artemis and Zatanna hushed her. 

“The car huh?” You rolled your shoulder before throwing the egg. It splattered against the rear windshield. A giggle slipped out of you at the sight. “That was fun.” 

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Artemis said as she threw hers and got the side mirror. “Best part if she doesn’t catch it, she’ll have fried eggs on her car in the morning.”

“Ooo, let me get the other one,” Zatanna giggled, taking aim. She threw her egg, but it was a weak throw. As the egg began to fall toward the driveway, Zatanna whispered, “Tih eht edis rorrim.” The egg disappeared only to appear shattered on the other side mirror a moment later.

Everyone laughed, trying to keep quiet. “Nice save,” Dick chuckled softly. He threw his egg, hitting the tail light of the car. “Feeling the aster tonight!”

M’gann hushed him. “Don’t we have to be quiet?” she said through the mind link. A nearby house’s lights turned on. Everyone froze.

“Duck.” Wally grabbed you and pulled you down behind a nearby trash can. Dick, Artemis, Zatanna, and Conner crouched down. M'gann blended in with her Martian camouflage. A shadow passed by the window of the house before the light turned off again.

“We should go. I don’t want you all to get into trouble,” you said, getting to your feet. 

“Come on, we have to get rid of all these eggs.” Wally stood back up and threw another egg. It slammed against the trunk. “Besides, we won’t get caught.”

You bit your lip. Taking the cool egg in your hand, you threw it and hit the back bumper. 

Everyone kept tossing until only one egg was left. You glanced at Conner, who stood watching the other houses. He hadn’t taken a turn. You went to him and handed him an egg. “Last one. Make it count for me.” He frowned, but you smiled at him brightly.

“Are you sure?” Conner eyed the egg before glancing at the car. “This is your revenge.”

You glanced back at Wally who was goofing off with Dick. “Yeah, go ahead. Besides, this is good life experience for you.” Conner raised an eyebrow. “M’gann will think it’s cool.” He looked at M’gann who quickly looked away blushing. 

A rare smirk pulled at Conner’s lip. He took aim. Your eyes widened as his muscles tensed. Wally clapped a hand on your shoulder just as glass shattering filled the night air. The team froze. 

The car’s rear windshield was gone. The car alarm blared. Conner bit his lip. Lights turned on in the former crush’s house as well as every house on the block. “Run,” Wally shouted, grabbing your arm to pull you with him.

Everyone ran in different directions. Wally scooped you up in his arms and sped through the backyards of the houses. You couldn’t stop yourself from laughing breathlessly. Pressing a hand against your mouth, you tried to keep quiet.

“That’s the last time we let Conner egg something,” Wally chuckled, slowly to a stop outside of a closed convenience store. He set you on your feet.

Laughter bubbled out of you. “Noted.” You leaned against the store window and caught your breath. “Thanks Walls. I honestly wasn’t looking forward to this day or the party.”

“I’m sorry I brought it up like I did. I was an ass.” Wally crossed his arms, looking down at his feet. “And I’m sorry I didn’t realize what happened earlier. I should have known.”

You shrugged, brushing off invisible dirt from your jeans. “It’s not your fault. Besides, you made it better. I can’t wait to hear about this at school.” You nudged his shoulder as you both started to walk toward the nearest zeta tube. “I hope the rest of the team got away.”

Wally winced. “They’ll be fine, I hope.” He blushed. “Or we’ll die by Batman’s hand.”

You rolled your eyes, snorting. Looking up at the night sky, you let out a deep breath. Your heart fluttered. Valentine’s Day wasn’t so bad with a group of friends that would do anything for you. You glanced at Wally again and wrapped your arm around him. He laughed, half hugging you back.

[cherrywritter]

Casa Kent - Background

4ª semana de março

O convívio na casa Kent se tornou comum desde minha primeira ida. A senhora Kent insistiu para que eu passasse todos os fins de semana no Kansas para que pudesse descansar e tirar ao menos um ou dois dias de folga antes de voltar para as atrocidades de Gotham e ao ritmo insano que tinha em minha vida. Porém, não poderia me queixar. Era a vida que eu havia escolhido ter e eu era feliz dessa forma.

Mudar minha rotina custou. Faltava um ano e meio para terminar a Academia, meses para a terminar o curso de advocacia e dois anos para terminar o curso de medicina com todas as matérias complementares que eu apliquei, encerrando em 2023. Tinha que terminar vários projetos, estar presente nas reuniões da Wayne, zelar meus compromissos como herdeira, comparecer aos eventos da cidade, realizar minhas pesquisas pessoais, meus projetos científicos, apresentações e ter tempo para servir a Equipe de Operações Especiais, além de estagiar na Liga.

Porém, de fato, precisava de um tempo para mim e um tempo para que pudesse ter minha juventude como meu pai dizia. Ele sabia que não tinha tempo de descanso, era uma máquina incansável de produção por mais que meus poderes me ajudassem. Evitava sempre ter espaços vazios na minha rotina e isso não permitia que eu saísse com frequência com meus amigos. E, por mais que Bruce Wayne se sentisse enciumado, ele queria que eu tivesse uma figura materna por perto. Ele confiava no discernimento de Martha Kent.

Estava feliz por frequentar a rotina Kent, ir para o campo, ajudar no necessário e respirar a vida simples. Era ainda mais feliz por estar ao lado de alguém que me fazia tão bem e que me trazia descanso definitivo. Sempre, ao seu lado ou próxima a ele, conseguia adormecer naturalmente em vez de forçar um desligamento como fazemos quando um computador trava e decide não sair mais da interface que ficou paralisada no processamento. Isso fez com que ficássemos bem próximos e, sempre que ele tinha tempo, me levava para sair.

Certo dia, no quarto fim de semana de março, quando estava voltando do campo e já era noite, senti o perfume da minha melhor amiga se aproximar, mas estranhei. Ela nunca havia me dito que visitava Conner ou a senhora Kent. Distante o suficiente para não me perceberem e suficiente para que eu pudesse escutar, por mais que isso fosse errado, os ouvi conversar sobre um passado de ambos. Cassie nunca havia me dito que eles haviam namorado e muito menos que ainda tinha resquícios de seus sentimentos por ele, por mais que afirmasse a sucinta amizade que tinha para com ele.

Magoada, caminhei lentamente até perto do celeiro para olhar os animais para que percebessem minha presença. Obviamente, Cassie se sentiu desconfortável e olhou para Conner. Respirei fundo e caminhei para a casa. A senhora Kent olhou para mim com seu sorriso doce e me ofereceu alguns bolinhos que havia feito para que eu me sentasse com eles. Sorri, agradecida, e olhei para Cassie.

- Nunca me disse que vinha aqui. – Comentei. – É bom te ver. – Claramente ela ficou desconfortável e sorriu sem jeito.

- Podemos conversar? – Já passava da meia noite quando Cassie retornou da varanda. Estava com uma aparência amena e triste. Claro que ela também sabia que não estaria dormindo, já que a luz do meu notebook se fazia presente naquela escuridão e minha má fama para adormecer era verídica.

- Por que nunca me contou? Você sabia que eu estava saindo com ele! Eu te contei. Confiei em você, Cassie!

- Não queria estragar sua felicidade, Vic! Vocês estão tão apaixonados.

- Vocês namoraram, não acha que seja uma informação que eu deveria saber? Parece que ainda há sentimento ou ao menos ressentimento.

- Conner tem muito ressentimento por muita coisa que ele fez ou deixou de fazer sendo ou não em relacionamentos, mas nós... isso já foi há muito tempo. Não queria que isso te afetasse. Não queria que ficasse pensando se estou chateada com isso, se sinto algum ciúme ou raiva. Você é minha melhor amiga e jamais iria querer que tivesse esses pensamentos sobre mim ou sobre o que eu acho de você estar saindo com ele. – Suspiro. Ela tinha razão.

- Devia ter me contado.

- Estava te protegendo, Vic. Estava certa. – Afirmei.

Passos vieram do andar de cima. Eu e Cassie nos entreolhamos e nos ajeitamos. Era tarde e podíamos ter acordado Martha, mas era Conner.

- Fofocando? Você não costuma estar acordada a essa hora. – Disse caminhando até a cozinha e seguiu direto para a cafeteira. Separou duas xícaras, trouxe uma para mim e se sentou ao meu lado. – Tim vai ficar furioso se souber que você está contando fofocas para a Cassie e não para ele. – Ri silenciosamente. Realmente faltava Tim.

- Tim sabe? – Cassie questionou.

- Claro, é meu irmão, afinal.

[milkwithalittlebitofsadness]

Omfg I saw tbom on west end yesterday… I went to stage door after and managed to meet Blair Gibson, Conner Peirson and Jed Hoyle!!! They were all so nice! I’m kinda sad I didn’t get to meet Brian O’Muiri, but I was busy talking with Jed when he was going out :((

Jed was so nice tho, he told me he loved my nails! I also asked them to sign in my tbom notebook i bought when I saw tbom in Madrid :DD

[headmate-packages]

A package has arrived for you! Open it?

Shipping #: 00000001

📮💌📦

Shipping Number: 00000001 (1)

Name(s): Kailer, Conner, Calvin

Nickname(s): Koi, Cal

Pronouns: He/they/it/thing/leaf/stream/creek/fish

Species: Changeling (fairy)

Age/range: Dualchro 16 & 19

Gender: Genderqueer(Transmasculine), genders relating to creeks and streams, genders related to grassy fields on sunny days

Role: Shiny Hunter (especially if headspace is complex)

Interests: nature, exploring, dolphins

Frontcalls: forest sounds, bubbling water (nature asmr stuff), Animal crossing and similar games

Likes: frogs, wildflowers, Animal Crossing, all things nature

Dislikes: loud noises, being left alone

Signoff: 🐸🪑

Fears: not having enough friends, heavy machinery

Kins: Coi fish, Aussie dogs, cats (calico & ginger)

Happy place: in a creek or pond

Hobbies: roaming in grassy fields and splashing in creeks

Passion: Swimming

Favorite memory: Making his first friend as a child while exploring a playground

Handwriting: Bradley Hand

Image ID: Screenshot of an example of the font Bradley Hand that reads "This is how I write" End ID

Letter:

Joining a subsystem sounds even more funny than joining a system system :)

What's up strawberry collective? I'm writing this letter to you so you can get a sort of feel for how I would write a letter. Or anything like thst I think..

Huh. It's really awkward actually, typing just feels.. different. I think I prefer writing with pencil and paper. I like to let the words flow and then just cross out and squeeze in what I need and don't need. Typing just doesn't feel like me, so I might carry around a notebook so zi can write down any important thoughts

Can't wait to meet you guys!

-Conner

Face Claims

Image ID: Three drawings of a tanned character with green hair, tanned skin, and looking happy

[hardwonsbf]

a world where

when lawrence leaves conner, owen follows. he doesn’t mean to— his best friends and bandmates are standing opposite each other backstage, facing off with owen between them. if owen shuts his eyes, maybe he can pretend they’re kids again, playing monkey in the middle— he’s always been the smallest, and he’s never minded that conner insists he start in the center ‘cause he knows owen won’t win anyway.

but his eyes are open, darting between lawrence and conner, conner and lawrence. anger is coming off both of them in waves, battering owen back and forth in the tense silence. conner breaks it first, as he always does.

him or me, conner mutters, gritting his teeth. lawrence scoffs, and owen grows ever stiller, praying conner won’t ask again.

him, or me, owen.

no such luck. owen has never been a big talker, preferring to let his best friends’ bickering and laughter fill their bedrooms instead, occasionally interjecting if he thinks he might make one of them laugh. but none of this is funny, and he still can’t find his voice.

while he searches for it in vain, conner’s jaw tightens. lawrence outright laughs this time. it’s a harsh sound, unfamiliar to any of the boys.

fine, conner says, and turns away. fine. he starts moving, the most any of them have since they ended up in this shitty back hallway. owen tries to go after him until lawrence holds up a hand and blocks his way.

let him go, lawrence says, too loud and tight. he’s never gonna change, anyway.

no, owen says. and then, louder— CONNER— his voice cracks on the second syllable and lawrence laughs at him, then. but he’s found his voice too late, and conner is gone.

eventually, lawrence leaves owen too. it’s over something stupid— but they’ve both been angry since conner, and only getting angrier. but once again, owen can’t find his voice, and as lawrence takes his notebooks and storms out of their apartment back in the town they grew up in, he wonders if maybe he should’ve gone with conner instead.

and then they all made up and lived happily ever after and performed as the style boys until they died the end!

[unpopularvivian]

Hank: So Conner is home sick so I hope you all prepared for the practical examination.

Thomas: Percy?

Percy: No clue Thomas.

Hank: Calculators are not allowed on the test.

James: I thought this was Spanish class?

Gordon: Wait this isn't history?

Henry: *Wakes up* is it lunch yet?

Emily: Did you study this? *points to notebook*

Mavis: No it won't be on the test.

Emily (knows it now will be): Riiiiiiiiight.

Percy: Also, how did you get out of jail?

Hank: Somebody managed to bail me out.

Percy: Hmmmm....Wonder who could that be?....

[paladin-of-nerd-fandom65]

Good answers! Got some more if that’s ok?

1: you mention in a earlier post that they like avatar, what type of bending would the duo use?

2: let’s say at school, they was asked what type of superpowers would they want to have? What power would they choose?

3: what’s their New Year’s resolution?

4: in a battle royale, between the members of starknights & titans of tomorrow, who would be the last one standing? I’m gonna say Chris XD

5: what gifts did Chris & Jake give to their families on Christmas Day?

6: what’s their role during the holidays? Like being a cook, wrapping presents etc…

Have a Very Merry Christmas @gothicghost2000

1) I can see Chris being a Water bender as his personality undergoes a positive change that flows with the currents of life as it has been for the last half a decade. Meanwhile, because of his free spirited attitude and joyful outlook on life in spite of any sort of hardships he can come across and his value on all life, Jake can be an Airbender.

2) This is a relatively easy question for them, so easy they wind up making three to five page essays about their superpowers they choose regarding their benefits, uses, and many other coolness factors in demonstrating how much they love it, especially power they actually legit have unbeknownst to their teachers. Chris can pick Flight while Jake selects Enhanced Strength.

3) Chris: No more Shampoo or Hair Dye pranks on Conner….though Perfume Pranks are Still on the Table

Jake: Not to blame himself for cases, whether in school or especially as as superhero, when things go wrong bits it’s not his faulty ultimately. Also, being less nervous around Meredith when they hang out

4) That’s very much the case though as with any wrestling match, it’s far from an easy battle. Especially for Chris as almost the vets second the bell rings, since it was every man for themselves, almost all the others rushed to try getting Chris right out of the ring, only being stopped once Jake started going after Bobby and Irey. From there, one by one, the competitors fell out of the ring until finally it was between Chris and Mar’i. Jake offered to help from outside but Chris adamantly tells him to not interfere, ultimately coming out on top via Mar’i missing her aim with a super kick

5) Chris;

- He got Lois and Clark brand new notebooks, pens, a Diamond ring for Lois and new glasses for Clark

- Conner got a brand new leather jacket with some Bi Flag patches and saying stitched on the back on top of his S Shield, “Family Matters, They’re S Tier”

- Kara was given a brand new small jacket for Streaky which has colors that match her hero outfit and a new shiny red cape

- Finally but certainly not least, Jon was given a brand new chemistry set complete with a lab coat, gloves and goggles for any fun safe experiments he can conduct

Jake;

- For Dick, Jake manages to track down entire textbooks about circus history and also some Robin Hood

- Kory received a photo album comprised of the happier memories she has with her parents, Galfore, Kom, Ry, and her Planet

- He also gave Mar’i a brand new blanket he sewed along with Alfred. It’s a thick Cotton cloth with Pink threads and imprinted with blue and white stars

- Finally for his beloved Uncle Tim(my) Drake, a rare Five Foot Tall Crocky Plushie, cause he knows his beloved Uncle basically worships that Dancing alligator without any doubt

6) Chris aids Martha and Kara in the kitchen for preparing the dinner, being in charge of the side dishes including mashed potatoes and steaming the vegetables while also prepping the table for the whole family to sit down once it’s all ready

Then there’s Jake who helps place all the decorations on both the Christmas tree and all throughout the apartment, following Dick’s instructions on where everything should go just case they want to spice it up from last year. He does so while Kory and Mar’i handle other parts of the place. On Christmas Day itself, Jake also handles the music