#danny totally gets to meet the titans | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

onekisstotakewithme · 5 months ago

Text

20 questions for fic writers 💜

tagged by the lovely @mihrsuri (I think more than once, although the other time was some time ago... thank you for the tag! 🥰💜)

1. how many works do you have on ao3? 221, not counting unrevealed ones from exchanges

2. what's your total ao3 word count? 1,417,178 words

3. what fandoms do you write for? Right now, mostly M*A*S*H and The West Wing, though I do occasionally dabble in other fandoms (Star Trek TOS, For All Mankind, etc.)

4. top five fics by kudos? 1) Ties That Bind - Star Trek (Spirk) 2) a wild call and a clear call (that may not be denied) - Star Trek (Spirk) 3) Uncharted Territory - M*A*S*H (Beejhawk) 4) ye who are weary, come home - M*A*S*H (Punnihawk, Charles/Donna, canon pairings, etc.) 5) you were meant for me - M*A*S*H (Punnihawk)

5. do you respond to comments? Not usually. I feel pretty guilty about it and I do try and go for a thank you note in the A/N at the end of each story/chapter, but my spoons are pretty limited. I do however cherish each and every comment, and if I have regular commenters, your username is probably carved into my heart. 🥺

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Uhhh. That is a good question, because even if I write in angsty/bittersweet scenes, the endings are usually more hopeful or happy.

I guess my best answer to that is "let's do some living (after we die)" only because it's immediately followed by canonical character death. lmao.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? There are any number of stories you could pick for this one, haha. But I guess if I had to pick (twist my arm, why don't you!), then it's probably either "ye who are weary, come home" (OT3 Endgame!!!), OR "Make the Leap" (this one takes place on January 21st, 2007, so that and the title should make it self explanatory 😉)

8. do you get hate on fic? Not... really? Sometimes I'd get comments complaining that I should be writing a different pairing 🤷🏻‍♀️ (which..???) but I don't get much "engagement" to begin with usually, so I'm grateful that what I do get is for the most part positive. 🥰

9. do you write smut? Yep. Nothing super hardcore and not very often (because I am a self-conscious girlie haha) but I will write it. Posting it is another story. I want to do more, it's just getting over myself to do it. (if anyone has advice on how to proceed with getting over my self-consciousness, I'm ALL ears).

10. craziest cross over? I once, in my misspent youth, wrote a crossover between Downton Abbey and Titanic (it's still buried in the depths of my FFN page, alas it is unfinished.)

11. have you ever had a fic stolen? Not as far as I know, no.

12. have you ever had a fic translated? Yes! My one M*A*S*H Fic, "Here's Hoping We Meet Now and Then" (aka BJ puts the "GOODBYE" stones together with the help of the rest of the 4077) was translated into German by a dear friend of mine, Pat. And you can read that here.

13. have you ever co-written a fic before? A few times in the distant past. Once recently (I'm sure you'll all see it soon enough!!) 😈... in general, I love the idea of getting to write with my fellow ficcers whom I cherish and admire, so I'd love to do more co-written fics.

14. all time favorite ship? I'm not picking one lmao. But if I had to? Probably CJ/Danny. They had everything. the chemistry. the will they/won't they. the yearnnnning. (Close runners-up are BJ/Peg/Hawkeye, Anna/Bates, Spirk... and Kate/Gibbs because I don't forget my roots).

15. what's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Triad Wedding. 😬 I got kinda burnt out and (at the time I finished it) went "eh no one will want to read this anyway" so now I have a 125k MASH draft on my desktop. It has... well, everything. Bisexual OT3 wedding. Mucho smut (more than I've ever published in one story before in my LIFE). Communication ✨. etc. It's been two years now, so even though there's a full draft, I don't want to promise that it'll ever be done. It needs a lot of work.

16. what are your writing strengths? Dialogue. I used to be terrified of writing dialogue, and now I think I'm decent at it. Staying in character, maybe?

17. what are your writing weaknesses? Pacing! Ask me why the 125k draft mentioned above is only seven days of in-universe time.

Also I could be better at worldbuilding. I know many authors who flesh out the whole universe and make it feel so breathable and lived in (Mia for example, she's a champ at that!) but that's still a work in progress for me. AND smut. I need to get better/more confident at that, but I've yet to learn how after six-odd years of writing it. 😐

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language? I don't speak enough languages for that. Other authors can do it and do it convincingly. Not me tho.

19. first fandom you wrote in? Lost (baby's first fanfic, still buried in the depths of my FFN page); but I really got into it with Downton Abbey.

20. favorite fic you've written? I could give one of my usual answers about "ye who are weary" (because of the technical achievement of covering so many characters in one story), or "Don't Bet Your Future" (probably my MOST self-indulgent) but instead...

I really enjoyed writing "None of Us Are More Than Caretakers", guys. The season 7 secret relationship is one of my favourite time periods to cover for CJ and Danny, and getting to write this little "missing episode" between Last Hurrah and Institutional Memory was so much fun, and a great technical challenge. Plus it WAS self-indulgent because I got to write all the post-coital scenes we were robbed of in canon AND build up to the events of IM.

thank you again!!! and I'll tag whoever is interested and has a few free hours to kill! 💜✨

#writing

5 notes · View notes

blackwolfstabs · 1 year ago

Text

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 30 the final day

ESCAPING REALITY

"Let's get out of here."

DISCLAIMER: i have never made-out with anyone, kissed anyone, or been intimate with anyone ever before. i know i'm a total noob, so i sincerely apologize if this isn't spicy enough for some people, is boring, or is so virgin-coded lmfao. i also didn't go crazy, because Sam and Danny have a make-out session in "The Wolves of Woodsboro" so i didn't want to be too repetitive. anyways, enjoy ♡ or don't.

“I should get back…” Sam sighed, lying on her side with her head in Danny’s lap as she stared at the flashing pictures on the television. She blinked slowly as his hand moved over her face to brush her hair back.

“Why?” he quizzed, “You said Tara was gonna be out at her film class party until 11:00.”

She didn’t move, just gave a small shrug. “I know, but…”

If she didn’t leave now, she wasn’t going to. With the end of the semester coming up, Tara had been out late many nights to meet up with her peers and study for finals. This left Sam lonely after work, so she’d been going over to Danny’s apartment to spend time with him. It’s not that Tara would have the time to spend time with her, even if she was home, but just not being alone in the apartment was comforting. However, Danny was always there and Sam had grown quite attached to him recently. Maybe it was her hormones spiraling from the approaching, yet notorious ‘time of the month’, but she knew what she felt and that was the desire to be near him.

And he knew it too. “What? Are you finally trying to get away from me?” he teased and nudged her by jerking his knee a little when she didn’t respond. “Hmm?”

“No,” she chuckled and tilted her head over her shoulder to meet his blue gaze. “It’s just…” She moved onto her back, feeling him glide his fingers through her roots and along her scalp as she explained, “If I don’t leave now, then I’m never gonna leave.” Her eyes dropped.

Danny shrugged. “Who says you have to?”

Okay, he had her, but at the same time, he was playing off of his own attachment to her. Sam knew that; however, it didn’t stop the small smile that pulled her lips. “Come on, Danny, you know what I mean.”

He still played innocent, “Do I? I’m not so sure I do.” His smile, which was wider than hers, gave him away.

She then sat up and turned around to face him. She tilted her head and raised an eyebrow, “Are you really going to make me say it?”

“Oh, absolutely.”

She scoffed and shook her head, dropping her gaze to the sofa cushions as if she had to formulate the right words to say. There was silence between them for a few moments, before he called her name.

“Sam.”

Her dark eyes immediately rose to meet the calm ocean shimmering in his light ones. He tilted his head in a gesture, inviting her onto his lap, “Come here…”

Like a dog guilty of chewing up a shoe, Carpenter ducked her head a little as she obeyed, crawling over to him and settling herself on his lap. She leaned against him, letting him guide her legs in close so he could put one arm around them, while the other supported her back. Then, he pressed a loving kiss to her temple, and oh, did that make her not want to leave even more.

Danny let his forehead rest against the side of hers for a moment. Even after all this time, she was still on edge about the amount of time she spent with him in their relationship. Maybe she was afraid that Tara would think she was being replaced, or maybe she was afraid of becoming too dependent. But she shouldn’t have to worry about those things. He knew old habits die hard, which was why he often played his cards convincing her to let go and let loose. There was no more Ghostface, no more running, no more uncertainty, and no more inability to trust.

Yet, that wasn’t the issue. It was her own self that she didn’t trust for whatever reason.

“Have you ever heard the phrase, ‘unable to stay, unwilling to leave’?” he asked her.

She scoffed. “You mean like the track from Titanic?”

He smirked. “It suits you pretty well.”

“Is that supposed to be a compliment or an insult?”

“You choose.”

Sam rolled her eyes and looked over to have their eyes meet. “What are you trying to say?”

Her partner traced circles on the side of her thigh with his fingertips. “You claim you can’t stay here, but you dread the thought of leaving,” he explained, noting the small shade of rouge present in her cheeks, “Do you need help making a decision?” He reached his fingers father up her leg to nearly slip beneath her shorts.

She instinctively glanced down at the touch, then returned her attention as she pulled his hand away with her own. “You sound like you have something in mind…”

And at those words, his softened smile grew back into one of certainty. “Maybe…” He watched her eyebrows raise a little as she gave a small nod that encouraged him to share. “Let’s get out of here.” She blinked at him, her captivating eyes caught in his as she looked between both irises. He shook his head. “Let’s just get out of here,” he repeated with a little more enthusiasm. He pulled her in closer, “Just for a little bit. Can we?”

But she shook her head and shyly looked away, “No.” Though, she couldn’t break her smile.

“Yeah,” he countered, holding her against him so she couldn’t escape.

“No, Danny—”

“Mm-hmm. Why not?”

By now, she was undoubtedly blushing. “Because Tara—”

“Hey,” he cut her off and gently took her chin to make her look at him. “She knows where you are.”

This was true. Tara always knew where Sam was, and Sam always knew where Tara was. If Sam wasn’t home by the time she got home, her little sister already knew that she was safe where she was. But the older Carpenter always played hard-to-get, leaving her to still avoid eye contact with her boyfriend as she remained silent.

He kissed her cheek, moving his hand from her chin to hold the side of her face. “Hmm?”

She just answered with a sigh. He kissed her again, which made her give him a warning glance that was not serious in the slightest.

This just made Danny chuckle, and he trapped her in his arms to shower her face and neck with kisses, leaning her back a little to tease her. He kept on, until she broke down into defeated giggles.

“Alright, fi-hine! You win,” she managed, cringing a little as he nuzzled her jawline.

He gave another chuckle and pulled away from her to find her eyes blinking to stare up at him. They were now glowing in desire, and he knew she now wanted him just as much as he wanted her. “Still wanna leave?” he tested.

Samantha didn’t give him a verbal reply, just raised one arm around his neck to pull him into a proper kiss. She felt him melt into it immediately, and suddenly, the sound of the television and humming of the air conditioning was blocked out so all they knew were each other.

Not breaking contact, Brackett lowered his girlfriend down all the way to have her lay on the couch. She kept her engaging hand on the back of his neck, while he felt the other gently curl into his shoulder. He kept her wish to keep him close as he untangled himself enough to crouch on top of her. One hand gripped the edge of the cushion to straddle her in place, and he used the other to cup beneath her thigh.

They parted at the same time, Sam sighing from the duration, while Danny dipped his head to brush his nose along her cheek and into her hair.

Escaping reality was always better than existing in it.

She turned her face a little to give his jawline a couple of soft kisses, before sliding her hand away from his neck to guide him to her lips again. Her head tilted into it, a spark of a warm flame flickering in her chest. She stretched her arm down and clawed the hem of his shirt.

In response, he squeezed her thigh, his hand high enough on it to nearly catch her hind end. He could feel the lean muscle she sported slide beneath her skin, while her nails clutched his shirt, catching his bare skin. She moaned into him, which made his lust for her grow.

She sounded very different from her normal pitch whenever she moaned. It was higher and sometimes breathy, like she was desperate for the attention, especially when he had her beneath him. He was the only one who seemed to be able to dominate her.

Samantha Carpenter was untamable, unbreakable, and the most mysterious person anyone could ever have the pleasure of knowing. But a rugged loner like Danny Brackett managed to bring out colors in her that she didn’t show to anyone. Anyone but him…

They broke apart again to have Sam pull her partner’s shirt over his head and off of his arms. He leaned down to trail slow kisses along her collarbone, while she gently sighed into his ear, placing her own generous pecks on his shoulder. His hand slipped beneath her shirt to start easing it up towards her chest. He squeezed her side, and a low rumble took hold of her occasional noises.

There came the times when she’d growl. Danny noticed that she normally did this when she was trying to fight her own arousal—the sexual urge to initiate intercourse when it wasn’t planned. But he knew the signs. The way she turned her head, the growling, the way her skin would heat up and she would start to pant before they even got into anything, seriously. He adored it all.

He hummed as she dipped her nose into the crook of his neck, her scent the only thing he could process. He drew his hand away from her side to trail his knuckles down her exposed stomach, feeling the definition of her abs when they tensed at his delicacy.

“Mmm—” She moaned through gritted teeth as he got down to the borderline of her pelvis, “Danny…” She couldn’t hold back the instinctive buck of her hips.

Her boyfriend shushed her though, retreating his unknowingly teasing hand to encourage her top up even further. “Shhh… it’s okay, baby,” he whispered. He felt her shudder in ecstasy, to which he lifted himself to meet her gaze.

Sam swallowed. “D-did you want to?”

He calmly replied, “Only if you want to.” For a moment, he thought she might force herself to snap out of it, but then she nodded and finished pulling her shirt over her head. He smiled and combed her hair back to its initial, neat placement. Then, he lowered himself close to her face again, which made her shrink back in submission. “There we go…”

She let out the smallest giggle that was more breathless than genuine, letting him press his forehead against hers. They held each other’s eyes for a long moment, Danny’s hand holding her at the flank of her chest, while her arm held him around his waist. Then, she closed her eyes as he shut his and gently rubbed his head against hers.

Sam smiled, and when he grew still again, she stole a quick kiss off his lips. “Do you wanna lead?” she asked him.

Danny curled his thumbnail beneath the band of her bra and tugged on it. Slowly but surely, he was training her out of her old habits. As many days as he had known her, there were still things he hadn’t memorized or discovered, but if anyone asked him, that’s what made loving her fun.

He was still learning, still burning, still wanting, still all-in, and still falling.

He nodded. “Okay.”

OMFG I'M DONE!! this was my first 30 day challenge and as much fun as i had doing it, i'm so happy it's over! But I'm even more happy that i completed it (even if i started it in early september and didn't finish until the LAST DAY OF NOVEMBER sshhhhhhhh)

bless you all for all the support y'all gave me on this rollercoaster ride and for sticking with me to the end. and while this may be the end of the challenge, I'm immediately going to jump on my queue so there's more one-shots coming within the next couple of days ;)

p.s. special thanks to "Still Fallin" by Hunter Hayes, "You Shouldn't Kiss Me Like This" by Toby Keith, and "Something Sexy About The Rain" by Kenny Chesney.

All my love, kudos, and best to you all! stay safe out there and thank you! ♡ - parker

#scream #scream v #scream vi #sam carpenter #danny brackett #sam carpenter x danny brackett #ao3 #ao3 writer #ao3 author #ao3 fanfic #scream fanfic #30 day writing challenge #the final day #escaping reality #AU: All My Heart

11 notes · View notes

brebug242posts · 2 years ago

Photo

~ I sorta look like a teacher lol ~

Get to know me because it would be nice to meet people who share similar interests

I am an artist (I sell my designs on redbubble you can find the link on my profile)

I mainly do traditional art but I now have a hand in digital art. I have a collection of monster high dolls and other types of dolls. I also love plushies and cute figurines. (sometimes anime or marvel type stuff too)

I have pets (two dogs)

I love mystery type stuff (true crime, cryptids, legendary creatures and mythical creatures) I also like some disney/pixar movies.

I’m a very anxious person and very shy. I’ve been a shy person most of my life so its hard to meet new people at times though meeting people online is a fun way for me to connect to people.

Anime I like: My hero academia, spy x family, blue lock, buddy daddies, demon slayer, dr stone, soul eater, the disastrous life of saiki k, mob psyhoo 100, assassination classroom, sk8 infinity, Life lessons with uramichi oniisan, one punch man, high rise invasion, jujutsu kaisen, death note, silent voice, wolf children, space dandy, kakegurui, blue exorcist, free, danganronpa, jojo’s bizarre adventure, beastars, nanbaka, and there’s a lot more lol

Cartoons I like: total drama island, winx club, my little pony, gravity falls, clone high, totally spies, pokemon, ridonculous race, avatar, miraculous ladybug, ok ko lets be heroes, scooby doo, danny phantom, teen titans, teenage ninja turtles, monster high, ever after high, sonic, south park, and there’s a bunch more

#pics of myself #selfie #pictures of myself #pic of myself #myself #selfie post #selfieswithfilters #my selfies #selfies #bigender #Bisexual #lgbtq artist #lgbtq person #get to know me #get to know better #get to know the creator #gettoknowme

1 note · View note

gaddaboutgriffon · 1 year ago

Text

That sounds good. It makes sense with ectoplasm conforming to the will of the ghost. Oh we could also have there eyes slowly Change color from blue to green over time as they get closer with Kori.

After Danny explained Ellie is a clone she decides to cause more chaos by calling him gramps. This starts his third existential crisis since meeting them. Bruce just has a smirk and says, “Every bit the trouble makers you ever were. Good luck, Chum.” And now dick is remembering every headache he put Bruce through.

Now I want to hear more on the rest of the batfam’s reactions, as well as other league members and old YJ and titans members Gossip on all of this.

Anyway what do you guys think should be added? @hdgnj @hypewinter @nerdpoe @im-totally-not-an-alien-2

Danny never thought he would enjoy the sidekick/mentee lifestyle but Kori was really cool. She was a adult but she still listened to him and made intelligent, competent and compassionate choices that were genuinely in his best interest. Danny hadn't known adults like that existed.

Starfire was kinda wierd for a ghost though. Phantom couldn't seem to pin down what her obsession was but he guessed that was fine so long as "The Princess of Tamaran" didn't hurt anyone. Plus, not only was she a ghost, she was an alien ghost! Like from a whole other planet and everything!

Aka Starfire gets booted from the DC universe and wanders in to Dannys via Vlads ghost portal. Vlad attacks her and Starfire beats him up, destroying a lot of his visibly unethical stuff, ect. Danny has been her fan ever since.

She did clarify that she was an alien but Danny assumes she's an alien ghost due to her coming from the ghost zone and having some ghost like powers.

Misunderstandings ensue

#prompts #koriand'r #danny phantom #danny fenton #so many dc heros are worried sick about star #danny has a mentor that put the fear of god/alien princessses in vlad #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #ellie phantom #dick grayson #dick is remembering all the headaches he caused Bruce #and now it’s his turn

2K notes · View notes

hisuian-history-makers · 2 years ago

Text

Post-Masterlist

General Stuff

Things to consider when making Self-inserted/Reincarnated OCs

You made a deal with Death to avoid processing being dead (snip)

You move into an apartment and fix up issues, the neighbors are supernatural creatures (snip)

You had been chosen and trained to save the princess in your first life. This is the sixth. (snip)

The Emotion-Reading Pen (attempt at poem)

Kingdom Hearts - What if a Nobody was separated from its Heart for several years? (What if?/Theory.)

Sonic Forces: The Phantom Ruby Affect (HC)

Ideas for Dimension-Hopping/Traveling OCs

Jocelyn “Joy” Brewer DH!Elytra Wearing (OC)

The Owl House—Post-Series Finale HCs.

Leopard Seal Selkie is Selkie’s Boogeymen!

—

Pokémon Goodbye Ash and Pikachu

SV SI-OC Carmen, plus my playthrough so far.

Legends SI!Caitlin: Befriending Hisuian Zorua and Zoroark, Gyarados and Magikarp, Notices on Galaxy Hall Bulletin Board (snip), Space-Time Distortions items plus curious Uxie (snip)

Legends SI!Mackenzie: Progress Report, Prep Training Session for Kleavor (snip)

Rockruff and Lycanroc Thoughts

Pokemon Aren’t Pets (Ft Askjourneysgang)

Charicific Valley Flop (Ft Alolanrain)

Egg Moves, Inherit vs Taught

PMD: Why don’t Humans freak out more?

PMD: Team Meanies, The “Rival” Team

Pokemon Journeys, Represents Us + Future

Anime-Tapu Fini’s Mist (Ft Alolanrain)

Frostbitten + Drowsy = Frozen and Asleep

Battle Etiquette, Aka Don’t Crush the Rookies

Surveyshipping Hypocrite Prof Laventon

Past Lives Theory—SV Spoilers

“Can I borrow all three?” Sky-faller Rei (snip)

Random General Poké-World Headcanons

Ash going to Paldea’s academy (ft alolarain)

Questioning Pokemon Worldbuilding.

SV Post-Hisui’d Protag and Rivals Headcanons (ft bitchapalooza)

PMD RT Hero HCs: Stumble, Not Strut

Kyurem’s Reluctant Acceptance

—

Digimon

Digidestined vs Hackers/Sleuths Digimon limit

—

Danny Phantom

Ghost King!Danny Meets Giratina

Danny vs Booster Gold, Twitter Feud

Valeria thinks Sam is a Witch

Guaranteed Delivery Pizza Boy in DC (rblg)

Infi-Map to Anywhere, Anywhen, and... Anywho (Original Drabble.)

—

Damien and Danny are stuck in Pokemon (Ft im-totally-not-an-alien-2)

Connor/Kon El/Superboy names (Ft batposts)

—

Marvel

Spider-Man screws w/Nick Fury via time-travel

A café waitress lifts up Mjølnir in front of Thor

—

Undertale

Determined until the end, and from the start?

—

Hello Puppets!

The Puppets’ Initials

Where’d Riley get a Bone Saw?

The Owen Connection

—

Murder Drones

Oddly-themed Dream

Uzi mistaken for Murder Drone by J, V & N (ft healthy-orch1ds) + Anon Ask

The Pine Tree Lab (rblg projectanomaly)

One Day Till Ep 4 + Theory

Post-Episode Four Theories/Discussion

Theory: Is Copper 9, Saturn’s moon Titan?

Cyn-ful — Ep 5 Promo Thoughts

MD Post-Ep 5 Thoughts and Speculation

Nurse Stain (OC) Pt. 01

Murder Drones Finale Thoughts.

—

9 (2009)

Were humans paranoid enough to survive?

—

Nimona (2023)

Random Headcanons

—

Poppy Playtime

Red Smoke tests brain activity and nerves?

—

Indigo Park

Salem the Skunk (Theory and Headcanons)

Casual Casualty AU (Idea) Pt2

—

Cult of the Lamb

A conversation between a new and old player.

—

The Amazing World of Gumball

The Joy Infection AU idea.

#masterlist #pokemon #pokemon legends arceus #pmd #digimon #danny phantom #hello puppets #murder drones #marvel #tawog

9 notes · View notes

tenthgrove · 3 years ago

Text

La Squadra 30s AU: Overview

(A/N: So I literally thought of this on a whim and decided to write it down. You're welcome to use this AU for your own stories since I probably won't, but please give credit where due.)

The year is 1934. In the throws of the Great Depression, poverty and crime continues to be rife across the urban east of America. But as many titans of the mafia world collapse with the end of prohibition, the growing syndicate known as Passione begins to swell in numbers and wealth like never before.

The recent immigrant, Risotto Nero (age: 28, real name: Rosario Nero) was picked up practically at the dock by Passione for his formidable appearance and fighting prowess, not to mention lack of other viable prospects in America. Indeed, his journey across the Atlantic was most certainly an act of desperation, but what he was running from, he won't say. Risotto guards the infamous Passione nightclub after which the syndicate gets its name. He also receives a number of orders to pursue the group's enemies in a more... direct manner of confrontation, and there are high hopes for his career as a Mafioso owing to his great sense of honour and budding reputation as unkillable. The greatest hindrance to this goal is at present, a simple matter of communication. He knows barely a word of English.

Hoping to remedy this issue is a Passione associate known to the group by the codename Prosciutto (age: 37, real name: Christopher Perkins), Professor of English Literature at a local university. Why this mild-mannered, rather stuffy young teacher is beholden to Passione is anyone's guess, though he staunchly rebukes any claims of Italian heritage. His impeccable skill at the language, however, speaks for itself. Christopher supports the syndicate financially through his great inherited wealth, as well as providing alibis for its members, many of whom are filed through the corrupt institute as 'students.' Prosciutto is one of the few Risotto would call a friend, and the two meet regularly for Risotto's english lessons. Unknown to anyone but the leaders of Passione, is the truth behind Professor Perkins' unfortunate predicament. In truth, Prosciutto is both a murderer and a patricide, his victim- his own father, the former Don of Passione. Back in 1920 when the Don was found dead in his apartments, it was dubbed the murder mystery of the decade. The case has since gone cold, however, all thanks to the new leadership of the syndicate.

Nowadays, Prosciutto finds solace in his students, of which he hopes the young post-boy he nicknames Pesci (age: 15, real name: Peppi Sciaccia) will soon be joining. Pesci is a poor but cheerful boy, raised by his ailing mother and doting grandparents. The identity of his father is subject to many jokes in the family, some even saying the man was a murdered mafia don whose illegitimate children were all whisked away to be raised in secret, but in truth, Pesci has no idea who he is. Anyway, he recently found work as a post-boy for the university campus, catching the eye of Professor Perkins for his polite and helpful attitude. The professor now tutors him regularly in the hope he might receive a scholarship once he reaches 18, and obtain a good career that would lift his family out of poverty. A pity that Passione, with it's secret ties to the institute, has its eye on the boy as well, and is using him to carry orders without his knowing.

Meanwhile in the Passione nightclub, one Illuso (age: 30, real name: Michelle Illuso), works his fraud. He is an attendant at the casino, though in truth he has full permission of the club's owners to scam and steal from his customers. His talents come from his side-hustle as a magician, tricks he frequently shows off to his victims as a diversionary tactic. His partner in crime is Formaggio (age: 26, real name: Danny Fabbri), a popular Jazz musician at the bar who frequently assists in the swindling. Formaggio, so nicknamed for his unbearably cheesy personality, was until recently impoverished, until coming across the abandoned loot of a bank heist totalling at $50,000. Passione would have killed him if they realised he had taken the whole lot, but instead they simply requisitioned his services at the nightclub. He continues to indulge his newfound wealth in secret. Illuso and Formaggio are friends by necessity to Risotto, who steps in to save their asses whenever a swindle goes wrong. They're trying to improve his social life by taking him out in his free time, but the friendship is a little stony due to the language barrier. Neither Illuso or Formaggio are entirely fluent in Italian, even less the thick Sicilian Risotto speaks.

A few streets away from the Passione Club lies a rather innocuous looking flower shop run by a pair of quote on quote "brothers in law" nicknamed Sorbet (age: 40, real name Nicolo Farina) and Gelato (age: 35, real name: Elia Farina - taken after an unofficial marriage to Sorbet). The pair are quite beloved in the neighbourhood, a kindly, approachable pair of businessmen who would happily offer their wares for free to those experiencing tragedy, but in truth the flower shop is a front for a life of criminality. The couple offer a variety of services to various local mafias, Passione included, and it is known in their past they were a ferocious pair of assassins. A murdered man's coffin is most often adorned with flowers sold from their shop, and quite frequently, his end was delivered by a hitman found through their network, purchased with a large commission, naturally. In terms of murder themselves, however, Sorbet and Gelato have long ago put down their guns, the reason quite domestic.

Sorbet and Gelato have one son, who they adoringly nickname Ghiaccio for his icy temperament (age: 18, real name: Arthur White). Ghiaccio was kicked out by his impoverished biological family at just age 8, after which he broke into the flower shop for shelter and was promptly taken in by the owners. The couple used their contacts to forge papers stating that Ghiaccio was the child of Sorbet and his late wife (who of course, never existed). Ghiaccio is incredibly zealous about keeping up this false story, to the point of putting on a fake Italian accent to visitors which is quite frankly, hilarious. Sorbet and Gelato are both very insistent that Ghiaccio stay out of mob life and as a result, sent him to university under the professorship of Christopher Perkins. They have no idea how much closer to the criminal underworld they've just pushed him. Ghiaccio's best friend is Pesci, who he beat up after Pesci accidentally drove his bike into him on campus. Sorbet and Gelato were incredibly angry with him for this and forced him to make amends, leading to the unlikely friendship. They take shifts at the flower shop together when Sorbet and Gelato are out on dates.

Finally, there is Melone, (age 25, real name Harry Nelson) who gets his nickname from his absolutely terrible handwriting when writing out his real surname. Melone is, quite frankly, a quack physician, operating illegally under a myriad of fake identities throughout the city. He made the mistake of swindling some senior Passione members and ended up being forced to run narcotics for them, a surprisingly easy task considering cocaine is still considered a perfectly good medicine at this point. He is a frequent at the Passione Bar through which he knows Formaggio and Illuso, as well as a student at the same university Prosciutto works at, which he is attending in an attempt to learn some actually viable medical knowledge. Against the odds he has managed to befriend the professor, with whom he discusses the many gruesome crimes the group perpetrates. There are rumours, it is said, that Passione wants to establish an assassination squad, and with many of the more obvious choices already known to the police, it is said some more unconventional individuals may be chosen for the role.

#la squadra #la squadra di esecuzione #la squadra x reader #formaggio #illuso #prosciutto #pesci #melone #ghiaccio #risotto nero #sorbet and gelato

67 notes · View notes

britcision · 1 year ago

Text

Okay we’re gonna roll back the clock real quick for how this band misunderstanding occurs because I am Having A Vision

Starfire causes a karaoke night after a particularly rough mission

Jason secretly has a fucking killer voice that only Alfred knows about because yes he does play himself theme music inside that hood and sing along under his breath while beating guys to shit

Jason (or Roy) shows Danny the karaoke video as a joke one day and Danny goes “oh cool is that with your bandmates?” Because he’s overheard about the Outlaws a couple times when Jason’s hurriedly asked him to empty his fridge cuz he’s got an emergency mission

(Danny loves emptying Jason’s fridge Jason has Actual Real Food and Good Leftovers this is totally worth being key buddies

Danny also hears Jason singing in the shower and calling missions a “gig” precisely once and came to his own conclusions)

Jason, startled, asks what Danny means “his band” and Danny just gives him a knowing look

It’s cool if Jason doesn’t want everyone to know but they’re key buddies, Danny will keep his secrets, and it’s actually a great excuse for Jason’s weird hours so Jason buys in

And Danny? Well, Danny doesn’t sing, but Ember did teach him guitar

Jason mentions to Roy that his neighbour thinks they’re a band just to chat, as ya do

Roy was raised by Oliver Queen, he’s had a good fucking time on a drum kit before

Starfire has a full on alien instrument because it’d be double cool for a punk band to literally have an instrument not of this earth, and is actually frighteningly good at full on death metal screaming

(This is ABSOLUTELY used to prank all the former Teen Titans you know it is the second the boys find out)

Roy, accordingly, makes them play Rockband after their mission, Starfire loves it even if the “guitars” aren’t as good as her own instrument, Jason appreciates the bit

And it gives him a chance to shoot a lil video of “the band” for Neighbour Danny

Danny then starts begging to go to a gig

Jason, luckily, has the excuse that the Outlaws are very rarely working in Gotham. Sorry Danny, would love for you to come, but Kori and Roy both live across country and fly Jason out to them for gigs. Big sorry

Danny insists he could come and roadie, and manages to meet Roy when he comes to get Jason for one day

(Headcanon that Roy hunts Jason for sport when neither of them have anything better to do, I’ll explain later)

Danny begs to see the band play, or at least one of their own original pieces on recording

Roy, loving Jason’s discomfort, promises to try and dig something up

Jason’s a fucking nerd you KNOW he has written some of his own songs and you KNOW he has a hard time refusing Kori when she asks him sweetly to show her

There is ONE video in the world of Robin!Jason singing a song he wrote

Jason very nearly murders Roy

Danny gets the video

Roy asks Danny if he wants to join the band for karaoke when they bring Jason back, cuz he knows a crush when he sees it and likes bullying Jason

Danny… Danny doesn’t sing well but he does sing with enthusiasm and that’s almost as good! And promises he’s better on bass

Kori exclaims delightedly that they do not have a bassist

Danny begins planning to join the band and even makes an audition tape

This is now completely fucked as a cover and actively threatening Jason’s secret identity, especially when an innocent “hey did you call yourselves Outlaws like the movie or like the vigilante group?” Happens

Roy and Kori have no fucks to give they like Danny and they’re all pretty sure he’s a retired vigi after his comments

Danny asks if he can join the band if he gets them a gig

Jason, sure he will fail, caves

Danny gets them a gig with Ember

Jason is forced to dig out ALL his old songs and filter through those and the new ones to make a full original setlist, and chords for his three bandmates, within a month

Roy, Kori, and Jason practice rabidly because if the choice is “admit the lie” or “commit to the bit” we know what happens

Danny’s first practice with the band is ALSO the band’s first practice as a band, but luckily they all know each other real fucking well

Ember also gave them a couple months to get good before the gig to fold Danny in, SHE knows on sight they’re a very fresh group but she ain’t saying shit she sees the Tension™️

The three original Outlaws are now deathlocked in intense Bit Commitment Chicken waiting to see who blinks first

(Kori is actually for real entirely unconcerned she’s having a great time)

(Roy and Jason are too stubborn to quit)

The gig actually goes super fucking well, it’s a whole thrill, no one tells Jason or Roy that all of Young Justice have acquired tickets

Danny is ecstatic he’s in the band, Jason is 1000% fucked when the next mission comes in, Roy is just happy he’s gonna win by default when Jason has to find a new excuse

Shenanigans ensue, maybe a triumphant night on the town and DANNY saves the group from a rogue attack

Danny joins Both sides of the Outlaws

Two years later someone casually mentions that Kori is an alien and Danny Loses His Shit

DP x DC Phantom Punk: We are the Outlaws

Back on my punk Danny AU

So punk is pretty anti-authoritarian, loud, fast, and contains a lot of anger, anger at how the world is. It can also be very compassionate to the downtrodden an those the system fails

You know who else has a lot of anger and compassion?

Jason Todd

Jason Todd, the second Robin, the Red Hood. The man was born to be punk.

Danny just works as a punk. His villains range from the government to a Billionaire to a ghost cop. It makes more sense than not for his experiences to have turned him in that direction, and let's face it one Sam Mason would have helped, even if punk and goth are different

So we have one dead punk boy living in a shitty apartment in Gotham, and we have another dead punk boy moving into a shitty apartment in Gotham

They're neighbors(I'd say roommates for the meme but Jay needs the added privacy)

So now we have two punks with messed up sleep schedules living next door to each other. They clearly vibe, they hang out, go to each other's apartments and Jason practically force feeds Danny a healthy meal that has enough preservatives in it to give Ra's a run for his money

Then Jason got careless

Jason, after accidentally mentioning the outlaws multiple times during a phone call, now has to deal with the fact that Danny thinks it's the band he's in. It's fine, all he has to do is play it cool, roll with it and it'll be no big deal

being unable to shut his mouth, he actually digs himself deeper. Now, Danny doesn't just want to see them play, he wants to join, and Jason has made the mistake of saying he needs to ask the band first, only to call Roy who is a little shit and goes "Yeah he can join our band."

Cut to Jason, Starfire, and a sheepish Roy scrambling to actually be a punk band as they get sucked further and further into committing to the bit

Fake Band au, like a fake dating au but with more people and instruments and probably ends in polyamory

#dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #dcxdp #fake band au #they assume danny knew who starfire is #danny doesn’t even know who batman is

2K notes · View notes

xxstitchesxx88 · 2 years ago

Text

~ Welcome one and all! ~

Hello hello!

It is so good to meet you!

The names Stitch and I'm here to write!

As stated above in my bio, I have plans of writing for fandoms and many things.

For fandom writing, I have loads of fun planned! If you like reader insert, oc insert, ships, and headcanons this is a place for you! Down below I'll have a list of fandoms that I will write for! I'll also have a few things I will and will not write, you can find a list of such down below as well!

I will also be doing creative story writing, ideas, prompts, other shorts, and original character creation. With this, it will be anything I either write or create that is not made before. Of course, if anything I write is inspired by a photo or other writer I will give credit to whoever or whatever inspired me!

Now!

I am not the greatest writer, nor am I the greatest with ideas. I am here simply for enjoyment and fun! I will also hopefully learn and grow as I write but, it is not my main priority of mine so if it bothers you then sadly here is the door. Otherwise, buckle up and enjoy the ride!

-WARNINGS AND RULES-

First things first, my warnings.

I curse and will not sensor myself simply because I don't want to. So if you can't handle a fuck or shit. Then you can simply fuck off.

I have a very dark sense of humor, I will not joke about certain things or purposely offend anyone. However, I have a lot of self disrespect than any hater I will ever get out there. I also joke about death and other shit like that, if you are uncomfortable with that, then please leave now.

I think I'm funny when in hindsight, I am probably not, so there's that.

There will also be plenty of crackhead shit in my blog post.

Another thing I will be writing the characters as how I see and how I portray them. If they aren't your cup of tea then sorry but my stories are my writing and I will do how I please.

I cheat and use Grammarly because I can not spell to save my life.

If you are not comfortable or any of these triggers please leave now. Also, I will always put a warning if anything really dark or morbid is said or written so just keep an eye out and read to what your comfort level is. I won't hold you at gunpoint if you don't want to read my stories it's all good.

Rule number 1- I will not ever write anything I am uncomfortable with. Don't expect me to. I will either ignore or simply delete any requests I chose. It won't be personal, but I am here to enjoy my writing so, of course, if it makes me uncomfy or weird I won't write it. I will write what I want.

Rule number2- No smut.

Rule number3- Have fun and enjoy your time with me.

~ Fandoms ~

Anime

Fairy Tail

Fruits Basket

Haikyuu

My Hero Academia

Black Clover

Naruto

Soul Eater

Attack On Titan

Demon Slayer

Cartoons {Movies/Shows}

TMNT {2012}

Teen Titans {ORIGINAL}

Young Justice

Avatar The Last Airbender

Rise Of The Guardians

Sing {1&2)

Danny Phantom

Transformers Prime

How To Train Your Dragon

Ice Age

Invincible

Voltron

Ruby’s Gloom

Open Season

Scary Godmother

Movies

The Hobbit

Dragonheart Vengeance

Dragonheart

Spiderman Far From Home

Spiderman No Way Home

TMNT {2014&2018}

Deadpool {1&2}

Avengers

Avengers Age of Ultron

Transformers {Bay Verse 1-5}

Venom {1}

Boondock Saints

9-1-1

Outer Banks

Arrow {Season 1-3}

Teen Wolf

The 100 {Season 1-3}

Total Drama

OUAT {Season 1-3}

The Order

The Umbrella Academy

Gotham

Cobra Kai

Video Games

FNAF

Undertale

Batman- Arkham Knight

Until Dawn

Creepypasta/Slashers

Jeff The Killer

Masky

Hoddie

Ticci Toby

Eyeless Jack

Laughing Jack

Ben Drowned

Jane The Killer

Sally {Platonic ONLY}

Homicidal Lui

Bob

The Rake

Michale Myers

Jason Voorhees

Brahms

Pennywise

Billy

Stu

Welp that's it!

Thanks for coming and reading this hopefully I can write and create things you all enjoy. Peace and see you all next time!

#firstpost #Rules&warnings

4 notes · View notes

danny-chase · 3 years ago

Note

hello! if you're still taking requests for your bthb card, could i request Insomnia with Dick Grayson?

Thanks for the request! In case anyone's wondering, requests are still open :D

Insomnia - Read on AO3

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Titans (Comics), Nightwing (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Dick Grayson & Roy Harper, Dick Grayson & Donna Troy, Dick Grayson/Joseph Wilson, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd Characters: Dick Grayson, Roy Harper, Barbara Gordon (implied), Donna Troy, Joseph Wilson, Jason Todd, Lilith Clay (briefly), Danny Chase (briefly), Lian Harper (briefly) Additional Tags: Emotional Whump, Dick Grayson Whump, Protective Roy Harper, Dick Grayson Needs a Hug, Dick Grayson Gets a Hug, Kissing, POV Alternating, POV Dick Grayson, POV Roy Harper, Black Eye, Minor Injuries, Minor Violence, Sleep Deprivation, Angst with a Hopeful Ending, Pancakes, IHOP Series: Part 7 of Bad Things Happen Bingo Summary:

An old friend comes to visit when Dick finds himself unable to fall asleep.

Full story under cut

Now: A doorbell sharply buzzed as Roy walked through the glass door, a half-asleep attendant perking up in front of him. The room was cramped, the flooring tacky, unkempt ancient wallpaper peeled at the seams. A bucket sat in the corner catching a steady drip of – what he hoped was – water.

The lady gave him an unimpressed look, her manicured nails clattering against the keys of a dusty old laptop. “You here for a parole meeting?” Roy rolled his eyes.

“Lady, do I look like I’m here for a parole meeting?” She shrugged, shuffling some papers. Her icy blue eyes lingered on his sling for a moment.

“Could have fooled me, you get in a fight?” Crossing her arms, she stared at him challengingly.

He widened his stance. “Nah I’m here for-”

“Robbie Malone.” A robotic voice chipped in his ear.

“Robbie Malone, you can charge bail to this card.” He finished, slipping an envelope out of his pocket.

Clacking away, she sliced open the envelope. “I’ll need proof of ID.” She continued, not giving him a second glance. He bristled, placing his left hand on the counter, flexing his muscles. The clattering sped up, growing louder as she determinedly focused on the screen. “Waiting room is over there.” She titled her head towards a dark hallway.

“Everything alright?” The earpiece buzzed. Dingy lights flickered as he made his way to the room. He sighed as he entered the room, finding a too-small uncomfortable looking chair.

“Peachy.” Leaning against the doorway, he rubbed his aching right arm, breathing deeply. Crossing the room, he took his place in the shitty chair. Tilting his head back, he stared at the off-white, water-stained ceiling.

How the hell did we get here?

Last Night: Dick aimlessly stared up, counting the holes in the safe-house’s ceiling tiles. If he counted one row and one column he could multiply them – but he kept messing up and starting over.

This wasn’t productive. He should be doing literally anything else. He was moping, this was pointless, he ought to-

Shit, I lost count.

He started over. In truth – he’d tried getting up but a weight in his chest pinned him to the spot. Stars danced above his head – mixing with the holes - but he couldn’t bring himself to care – he was just… so tired.

There’d been a human trafficking ring – it was gruesome sure, but he’d seen gruesome before - he’d been managing fine – then obsessed – he let this happen - this was his fault – Bruce would be disappointed – Babs too –

Fuck it, he didn’t care anymore. And he lost his count.

He felt awful – like his body was imploding. He needed a shower. Couldn’t remember the last time he ate. He hadn’t slept in five(?) – he wasn’t keeping track anymore but he didn’t even have an excuse not to sleep anymore.

He could sleep any time he wanted.

Yeah - he chose not to sleep…

Totally.

He closed his eyes. The case was over – that’s what was bothering him right? He could sleep now – he was fine – the kids were safe – everyone was safe – everyone was –

Don’t think about it.

His eyes shot open before he could see her face. His insides squirmed – he rolled over, picking himself off the floor, compelled to do something – he couldn’t patrol, Bruce had helped with cleanup and ordered him home – the thought of food was nauseating, that was out – he could clean… but he didn’t even know where to start – he could –

Someone knocked on the door… was he expecting someone? At… what time was it? It was dark out and the clock was too blurry to read. Another knock and he lost his train of thoughts.

Drawn forward, as if in a daze, he gripped the door-knob, twisting before even bothering to look through the peephole.

That’s how Barbara got shot. Bruce’s voice chided.

He grinned as he swung open the door, revealing a shining face. “Donna.” He nearly tripped over the doorstep, Donna laughing at his antics, spreading her arms wide.

“Good to see you, Boy Wonder. Heard you were having a rough night, I thought you might want to talk?” Dick nodded, already enveloping her in a tight hug, lost in the faint scent of coconut shampoo. “Let’s take a walk.”

Now: Roy sat, watching a clock across from him tick. His ass hurt – arm hurt – he hadn’t eaten breakfast. He was supposed to spend the day with Lian – but fuck – here he was cleaning up after the batboy. Dick owed him pancakes. With chocolate chips. Maybe eggs. Homecooked – like he used to make post-successful mission.

Who was he kidding?

He was sitting in a county jail waiting around for a friend he hadn’t talked to in nearly a month. They couldn’t just eat pancakes and magically fix everything. Rubbing his eyes, he tried to ignore the awkwardness of the situation.

It was a shame – Dick’s pancakes were amazing. Yeah. Pancakes…

Had the clock grown louder when he wasn’t watching?

He pulled out his phone, resolving to find the nearest IHop. If things were going to be awkward, he would at least have food to distract him. “You owe me a meal.” He whispered into the earpiece.

“There’s an iHop 5 minutes away. Turn left coming out and it’ll be on your right.”

“How did you-”

“I’m amazed you think I can’t get into your phone.” Showoff. He quietly whistled.

“Rob’s got friends in high places.” The voice was silent for a moment. It was the weirdest thing (albeit not the weirdest thing that had happened to him) – someone had just slipped an envelope and earpiece on his kitchen table – a letter O was written on an attached sticky note.

“You’d be right about that.” There was an unspoken rule in the superhero community – never turn down an assignment for Oracle.

Last Night: Metal squealed as he swung back and forth on a little swing set. “I miss this.” He pumped his legs forward. “We should do stupid shit more often.” He flipped off the swing – doing a perfect double flip before landing. “You see that?” He beamed, turning to face – “Donna?!”

“Yes, yes, you’re brilliant. The crowd goes wild.” She rolled her eyes, politely clapping. “But I came out to talk to youuu, and you haven’t even told me how you’re doing.” She swung her legs, keeping her swing impossibly still. Well. She was Donna – she was perfect – she could do things like that.

“I’m fine.” He solved the case after all – that was what had been keeping him up – he could sleep after this.

“Dick…” The corners of her mouth turned down, pulling at the strings of his heart as they went – Donna was perfect, he was having fun – things were fine.

“Don’t – please – I’m fine, I don’t want to fight right now.” His mouth went dry, his pulse speeding uncontrollably. “Could we just… keep hanging out on the swings? Like we used to?” His legs shook, knees threatening to give out. “Please?” He croaked.

“Okay.” She pulled out a camera, smiling. “Next time, I’ll take a picture.”

Now: This was taking forever. He impatiently tapped the side of the chair, staring at the blank wall ahead of him.

“I can play music.” The voice offered.

“How long is this going to take?” He groaned – his arm throbbed; he left his ibroufen at home. Fuck. His. Life.

“Maybe thirty more minutes.” Came the guess.

“I’ve been here forever.” He complained; he was starting to suspect the lady was purposefully taking her time.

“It’s only been one hour.” The voice deadpanned. “Quit whining or I’ll play country.” Roy sighed.

“You got Rob’s playlist?” Maybe it was silly, but listening to his friends’ playlists made him feel a bit closer to them. And dammit, he missed Dick.

“Mmmhmm.” If nothing else, Dick’s trash taste in music was better than country.

Last Night: He caught a glimpse of a familiar face walking towards the playground. His heart swelled, chest lifting as he leaped off the swing.

He fumbled the landing, recovering quickly – and running, he spread his arms open wide. “Joey?!” His feet pounded on the grass, and he launched himself into a flying hug, momentum accidentally carrying them both to the ground. Dick laughed, hugging Joe tight, hands racing through his golden curls.

Empathetic eyes found his, concern clear, swimming behind stunning green irises. It was as if Joey was looking in his soul – or rather - his heart. Joey started signing. ‘Are you-’

Dick cut him off. “I’m fine, can I just – have this?” Joey’s face softened, leaning forward. Dick closed the gap between them, cradling the back of his head in his hands. Their lips met, butterflies filling his stomach – he was on top of the world - completely invincible in the moment. He slipped a hand up, feeling Joey’s steady pulse, and moved down, adorning his neck with a kiss.

Joey tenderly pressed a kiss to the crown of his head. ‘Not here.’ He signed. They were in public – not that he cared.

“I love you.” Dick protested, standing, and pulling Joey to his feet. He kissed his hand, tugging him into another hug. “I should have told you sooner.” He whispered.

They stood, illuminated by moonlight – melding into one. Joey was soft and warm, and smelled of honeysuckle. He felt nineteen again, dumb and in love, with everything to lose – but everything to gain, spending reckless nights flirting and teasing. Donna cheered in the distance. It was breathtaking, he was happier than he’d felt in years.

Perfection was something he was always searching for – and this – right here – he’d finally found it.

Joey pulled back, signing again. ‘I love you too.’ He smiled softly, studying his face. ‘You haven’t been sleeping.’ Reaching out, he gently pushed back Dick’s bangs, leaning forward for a quick kiss before pulling away again. ‘You promised not to do this.’

Dick brushed off his worry, taking Joey by the hands. “I swear I’m fine – I feel better than I have in years now you’re both here.”

Someone laughed behind him. No. It can’t be. The laugh continued, tinkling like a little bell. Joey placed a hand on his shoulder, tears welling in his eyes as he turned.

“Jason?”

Now: “Rob?” Dick stepped into the little room, stonily staring at the floor. Stubble decorated his unshaven face, his left eye swelling – bruises blossoming across his face. The skin under both was dark and puffy, his eyes bloodshot. Roy rose to his feet - automatically rushing forward. The lady stepped between them, getting in his face and handing him a thousand papers to sign.

“You’ve got to be kidding me, he needs medical attention.” Roy bit back a scream. Dick crossed his arms, refusing to meet his eyes, as he tried to get a better look. His mouth was set in a taught line, as if determined to show no emotion.

“He refused. Sign the papers.” The lady spat, shoving a pen at him.

“You better fu-”

“Play nice!” Chided the voice in his ear. “Just sign the papers. I’ll pay for all the pancakes you can eat.”

“Excuse me?” Frost tinged the woman’s words. She turned on her heel, whipping her hair around – almost hitting his face as she stormed back to her desk.

“I’m signing the goddamn papers.” He aggressively clicked the pen open. Fuck this. He scribbled his signature as fast as he could, flying through the papers, throwing them each at the lady as he finished.

Dick remained silent, staring at the floor, standing completely still.

“What the fuck did you even do?” The woman sneered at him disapprovingly. He shoved the last paper at her, throwing the pen on the counter. Dick remained silent.

“They picked him up at 3rd street park this morning.” The voice supplied. “He’s charged with loitering and resisting arrest.”

Last Night: “It can’t…” He trailed off, looking at Jason’s grinning face.

“Sure it can.” Jason asserted, darting forward. “Tag!” His heart leaped, as he ran after. Laughing, Jason took the steps to the little castle two at a time, meeting Lilith at the top.

“Oh no, I don’t want to play.” She put her hands up. “Get Danny instead!” He turned, watching Danny wave from over by the fountain. He kept contorting the water into different shapes.

Dick grinned, running forward. “No way, I’m going for my baby brother!” Jason snorted, flaunting around on top of a slide. His smile was so wide – always so wide –

Robin gives me magic.

Dick doubled his speed, they should go for ice cream after this – just the two of them, like old times.

“Please, as if an old geezer could catch me.” Jason taunted, doing a cartwheel as Dick started climbing up a rock wall to the top. “Especially with the shape he’s in.”

“I’m in better shape than you!” He teased back.

“You really aren’t.” Donna’s face appeared at his side startling him, he found himself losing his grip – falling back off the rock wall. His shoulders hit woodchips, knocking the wind out of him. “If you were, that wouldn’t have happened.” She pointed out.

Dick couldn’t breathe – his lungs were frozen – he couldn’t –

Joey kneeled on his other side, helping him sit up. He wheezed, desperately sucking in air.

“See you can breathe.” Jason’s head popped out overtop the wall. “Must be nice.” He muttered.

“What -” he panted, “do you… mean?” A coughing fit overtook him. Donna slapped his back.

“Really?” Jason looked at him mournfully. “You’re being pathetic.”

“Jason!” Donna chided. “Quit reminding him we’re-”

“Don’t!” Dick sputtered, burying his chest in Joey’s shirt. It smelled like honeysuckle – honeysuckle and lilac. “Please!” This was all he had left. “Don’t take this from me. Please, Jason – PLEASE!” Broken fragments and shards of memories.

“Robin?” Tears spilled over into Joey’s shirt. His heart was bursting in his chest. Let him have this. Please. For just a moment more. Joey pushed him back slightly.

Jason popped up in front of him, looking at him accusingly. “I thought I was Robin.”

Now: “Dick, what happened to you?” Roy asked, rummaging through the trunk. No response. He looked up through the rear-view mirror. Dick stared out the window – looking at nothing at all. “Dick?” What the hell?

His hands closed around the first aid kid. He slammed the trunk walking back up to the front seat.

“How is he?” Roy nearly dropped the kit, anger overcoming him.

“How is he?! How is he?!” He flailed his arms. “That’s it! You fucking Bat people just keep pushing and pushing each other - tell Bruce he’s FUCKING OUT OF THE GAME – that’s all you fucking people care about isn’t it-”

“-Roy you don’t understand-”

“I UNDERSTAND JUST FINE!” A couple across the street stared at him. He shooed them off, putting his phone up to his ear belatedly as a cover.

“We love him too.” The voice insisted. “I only want what’s best for him. So does Bruce.”

“Then where the fuck is he? And why isn’t he the one bailing him out?” The line went silent for a moment.

“I said I wanted what’s best for him. Why do you think I sent you?” Roy found himself speechless – not a problem, the voice continued. “Wally was busy, and Garth is still in the hospital, and you should visit him by the way, Dick’s only been stopping by at night - they haven’t even talked! ROY! Don’t talk to me about understanding Dick Grayson, you aren’t the only person who gives a shit about him.”

Roy pinched the bridge of his nose. What the fuck was going on? “Does Bruce even know?” Another pause.

“No.”

“What do you want me to do?” Roy watched cars whiz past on the little town road.

Finally, the voice replied. “I don’t know.”

Last Night: A calloused hand rested on his shoulder. His fists still clenched Joey’s shirt, tears blurring his vision.

“Dick, aren’t you going to turn around?” Jason asked, squatting on the ground. Panic overtook him.

“I can’t.” He tucked his knees to his chest. She can’t see me like this. He was pathetic.

“Mm.” Donna hummed knowingly. “Why not?”

“You know.” Joey gently patted his back as he squeezed harder.

“I do.” She dropped down slipping an arm over Jason’s shoulders. “But I’d like to hear you say it.”

“Why are you doing this?” He choked back a sob. “Can’t we just… talk on the swings – and Jason we can go out for ice cream you can meet Danny and Joey and Lilith can come and - ”

“Dick. Look at me.” Donna placed a hand on his shoulder, waiting until he met her eyes. “You know we can’t stay.”

“You can’t tell me you don’t know this is all in your head. You’re smarter than that.” Jason kicked wood chips without spraying any around. “We didn’t die so you could end up like this.” Joey tapped his shoulder.

‘What he means is, we love you and it hurts to see you like this.’

“Dick, if you won’t talk to us, could you talk to them.” Donna sadly smiled.

“I’m sorry.” He was a disappoint – a failure – it was his fault – his –

“Deep down you know I made a decision.” Donna stated. “And that I don’t regret it.” Dick jumped to his feet. “What do you mean you don’t regret it – you fucking DIED FOR ME, DONNA. HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME?!” He grabbed her by the front of her overalls, she just sadly smiled as he shook her. “YOU LEFT ME ALONE! IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME – DONNA – HOW COULD YOU!?” She shrugged as he screamed, dropping to the ground. “It’s hard for you to look at me?! Try looking at your graves and knowing that you’re the reason you died!”

Joey placed a hand on his shoulder. Dick stared at him. “I’m so tired of being alive.” He confessed. Joey pulled him into a hug. “Just. Let me stay with you… please.” He breathed in, but the scent of honeysuckle was long gone - the warmth of Joey’s body fading. “Please?”

“Dickie.” He’d nearly forgotten the sound of his father’s voice. “You have someone to get back to.”

“Multiple someones.” Donna added.

“A new little Robin.” Jason noted. “Take care of him for me, okay?”

“Can’t you just stay?” Joey shook his head. The hand slipped off his shoulder.

“Sleep well, love. Take care of yourself. We love you.”

He turned, diving for a hug, finding nothing but empty air, as he skidded through woodchips, splinters tearing through his skin. Someone grabbed his shoulder and he screamed, clamping onto their wrist. No. No one was getting away this time. Just as he looked up, a blow finally sent him into darkness.

Now: “So… How are the pancakes?” Roy shoved another scoop into his own mouth. Dick poked at his plate without actually eating anything. “Hey, I bought those. You’re going to eat them.” Dick wistfully swirled a piece around in syrup. “Lian’s going to be jealous.” A spark of recognition passed through Dick’s eyes at the mention of her name.

Alright. New tactics then. Talk about his daughter. Oh, this would be easy. “She’s been getting math homework recently. Math homework! Can you believe it? She’s in first grade and this teacher is already giving out math!” He blundered through the conversation, Dick slowly looking up to make eye contact. “And it’s not the crap we learned as kids either. They want them to count a whole different way! I mean how on earth do you count differently.”

“Binary.” Dick suggested, Roy tried not to cringe at how rough and raw his voice sounded.

“So, you could help her with that, yeah?” Two birds, one stone. “She needs help and you’re the best math nerd I know.” Dick turned to stare mournfully out the window. “Finish your food, we’ll go back to my house, you can sleep, and I’ll bring home Lian, and when your brain’s working again you can help her with math, sound good - yeah?”

He probably failed to keep the panic out of his voice, but at this point he didn’t know what else to do if Dick said no. They weren’t kids anymore – he couldn’t force Dick to do anything he didn’t want to, or call in Bruce. It felt like he was teetering on the edge of losing another friend.

Now: He was hurting Roy – Roy’s smile was forced, his shoulders were tense, he was holding his fork too tight. Dick looked out the window, avoiding his gaze.

You have someone to get back too. Multiple someones.

Lian needed math help. Roy needed someone to talk to. Tim needed more training.

Donna could have helped Lian. Joey could have talked to Roy. And Jason should have been the one training.

They weren’t here anymore.

When are you going to face reality?

“Okay.”

He stabbed into a piece of pancake and stuffed it in his mouth. For the first time in days, he ate something that didn’t taste like ash.

Later: Roy flipped through channels, as casual conversation continued in the kitchen. “Okay so if you cut the pancake like this, it’s in thirds, so there are 3 pieces. Get it? Like halves but now there’s one more piece.” Dick had been trying to explain fractions for the past fifteen minutes.

“Mmmm, do I get to eat the pancake?” Lian giggled, smacking the table excitedly. Roy admired her ability to avoid talking about math, that – that was something she got from him.

Time had passed, Dick was rebounding – he always did, and Lian got a perfect score on her last test. Things were good.

For now…

One day, they wouldn’t bounce back – maybe he would die or Dick would shatter, but for tonight fractions were being taught with pancakes – and that wasn’t something he thought possible a week ago. And as Lian served him his piece, he painted on a smile because that’s all they could really do anymore – real smiles seemed to have died with Donna – but maybe if they kept surviving, they could go back to living.

Dick knowingly cocked an eyebrow and placed a hand on his shoulder, ducking down to whisper thanks in his ear, wrapping his arms around his neck, squeezing tighter than usual. Dick’s chin settled on his shoulder, warm puffs of air a constant reminder of his presence.

Tomorrow was unknown, but tonight Dick was alive and healing and Lian was smiling and squealing, and for him, that was enough.

#bad things happen bingo #titans #nightwing #dick grayson #roy harper #dickjoey #joey wilson #donna troy #my writing

17 notes · View notes

jadenoryuu · 8 months ago

Text

Ooooooh, Shout, your mind!!! ヽ(｡◕o◕｡)ﾉ

While I know most of these DC guys from PandaRed and reading it now to get the reference (Deathstroke and Klarion respectively), this seems interesting! 👀👀

(It's getting long under here, so a Read More is in order.)

Tony would really be so much annoyed: no tech could always be workshopped (I mean he managed to build a whole Mini Arc Reactor in a cave!), but decent music?? Magic (the thing that messed up Peter's life, both on Titan and with Dr. Strage)????? NO THANKS!

Although, I read once in a fic that Dr. Fate could make Deadman visible? So maybe Tony could discover this tidbit and stick around enough to get the spell done on him or get an amulet to turn it on/off at will, in exchange for fixing something for the Doctor... And while he does so, he hears that something is up with Klarion (because sometimes the Justice League Dark exchanges info among the members)? Maybe there's also something familiar that makes him immediately think: "That's Peter!!!" (while it's in fact Danny, but they're so painfully similar in shenanigans that they may as well be twins for things like this). And so after getting directions, he goes to check his son boy and finds Danny... And he goes "May as well adopt him too, after Harley, Peter and Morgan, what's one more kid?"

And the rest would be like you said, Danny and Tony get the CW's note that has written a time and meeting place (luckily written in Ghost Speak, because CW is a little shit that likes to make things interesting, but also needs things to be done, after all, so they make Klarion incapable of read the message).

Peter knows everything (not who's Danny exactly, but he knows that he has a partner somewhere else), but Deathstroke is, well, Deathstroke, so being half-rescued by Dick seems like something incredibly plausible. (≧∇≦)

And so, while Peter is "hanging out" with Nightwing in a safehouse to recover from the ordeal (and interrogate each other), the doorbell rings!

(Danny's not an animal, he does ring bells if CW says to go to a place! (≧∇≦))

Enter fussy IronDad, resigned-son-Danny, bewildered Dick and Peter.

I can see with my entire soul how Danny and Peter exchange a look and go "Clockwork?" "Clockwork." nodding to each other, while the other two are: ?(°Д°≡°Д°)?

After the Explanation™, prompted by yet another glowing green post-it (Tony totally laughs at Danny's done-face), and getting the seal of approval from Wonder Woman/Captain Marvel (because Chronos is one of CW incarnation or something), NIghtwing brings them to either the Batcave or the Watchtower to have a meeting, or something...

No, Batcave it is, because I need viscerally to see Tony bonding with Alfred and the kids and get deemed a better father than Bruce (statement said with various degrees of seriousness/mischief, depending on the kid and their will to mess with Bruce). (Plus, after losing Peter and getting Morgan, Tony has become a great father. I won't hear argument on this!)

Okay, I've got nothing more about this (for now)... (^～^;)ゞ(^～^;)ゞ

DP x DC x Marvel

This is an idea I had yesterday, but I didn't want it to be swept away from the Dannypocalypse, so let's gooooo!

The Lazarus Pits are just more than just leaked ectoplasm into the material world, they're unstable rifts that could potentially tear apart the whole Infinite Realms! (The Fenton Portal doesn't count because technology keeps it stable.)

While one or two could be somehow manageable, the League of Assassins found a way to recreate them and the new model was definitely more unstable than the old ones...

SO this clearly needed an intervention.

Luckily, Clockwork has two apprentices heroes that own them some favors...

This is how Danny Fenton/Phantom, Peter Parker/Spider-man and the ghost of one (1) Tony Stark (as an emotional support ghost) found themselves being loaned to the DC Universe to close every single one of these Pits.

(Danny became CW's unofficial apprentice after they helped him with TUE.)

(@stealingyourbones @ashoutinthedarkness @the-sprog if y'all are interested... >:3c)

(Spoilers from Spider-man: No Way Home under the cut.)

(Peter is the one from the MCU after No Way Home, but he gets his happy ending thanks to CW who fixed Strange's Spell and so MJ and Ned still remember him... in exchange for a future favor, AKA being transferred to the DCU to fix things.)

#danny phantom #marvel mcu #dcu #dp x dc x marvel #long post #I love bouncing ideas with you Shout #Tony would let Jason kill the Joker as a treat #or better give him a newly made repulsor gauntlet to *obliterate him* just to be sure #Danny Tony Peter and Tim nerding out on tech is also one of the first things that I imagined for this crossover #reverse adoption #the Batkids adopt Tony as replacement father #and vice versa #with a plus of Danny and Peter

194 notes · View notes

kiragecko · 3 years ago

Text

DC Sidekick Age References

Here’s a dump of all the references I’ve found. Know I’m missing a lot, and quite a few were found on other sites that didn’t give me the most precise info.

If you know of anything else, can correct a mistake you see, or want to discuss comic book aging - please send me an ask, message, or reblog!

?? - means I don’t know where the info is from, “quotes” are direct copies of the wording in the comic

?? Parents died when Bruce was 8

Detective Comics #27 (May 1939) – Batman introduced

Detective Comics #38 (Apr 1940) – Dick is (8 when parents killed/9 when Robin) 12 when he becomes Robin, it's Bruce's 3rd year as Batman

More Fun Comics 73 (Nov 1941) – Green Arrow Introduced

1962 - JLA formed

1964 – Dick teams up with Wally and Garth

Teen Titans 1 (Jan-Feb 1966) – Teen Titans form, Donna is introduced (all 5 are 14ish?)

Detective 359 (Jan 1967) – Babs introduced, has PhD, has graduated

Batman #217 (Dec 1969) – Dick graduates high school, enrolls in University (starts 3 months later)

1971 - Roy discovered using drugs by Ollie and Hal in a drug den (he was trading arrows for drugs), retcon has Wally and Dick discovering him at tower and making him promise to get help

Justice League 116 (Mar-Apr 1975) Charley Parker is 16

Batman Family 10 (Mar-Apr 1977) – Dick is teenager, Babs is 25

Teen Titans 53 (Feb 1978) – Dick, Wally, Donna, Vic all started college at same time

DC Special Series: The Flash Spectacular (May 1978) – Wally graduates high school

New Teen Titans 1 (Nov 1980) – Raven forms New Titans, Gar is 16 during run

New Teen Titans 2 (Dec 1980) – Slade meets team, Grant dies

1981 - Dick drops out of university after 1 semester, he never really was interested

New Teen Titans 20 (June 1982) – Vic turns 19, Donna already is

Tales of the New Teen Titans 2 (July 1982) – Raven turned 18 just before forming Titans

Batman #357 (Mar 1983) – Jason’s first appearance

Detective Comics #526 (May 1983) – Bruce adopts Jason, Dick is there and approving

New Teen Titans 34 (Aug 1983) – Terra turns 16

Batman #368 (Feb 1984) – Dick gives Jason the Robin costume, Jason becomes Robin

Blue Devil(84) – Eddie is 11/12

Tales of the Teen Titans (May 1984) – Joey introduced, Author describes him as 17?

New Teen Titans #39 (Feb 1984) – Dick stops being Robin, Wally quits being a superhero/the team

Tales of the Teen Titans 50 (Feb 1985) – Terry and Donna's wedding (she got married while 19)

New Teen Titans 10 (July 1985) – Kole says she's at least 18

Crisis on Infinite Earths 7 (Oct 1985) – Supergirl dies in Superman’s arms after mostly destroying the Anti-Monitor, who has to flee reality

New Teen Titans 18 (Mar 1986) – Dick turns 20 (“Dick Grayson celebrates his birthday away from home with a traditional Tamaranean feast.” (While sulking because Kory got space-married))

New Teen Titans 20 (May 1986) – Roy locates baby Lian, Terry Long is 29

?? Roy is 22(when he gets Lian)

Batman #404 - Batman Year One (Feb 1987) – Bruce is 25, spent 12 years training, became Batman at 26, Barbara Gordon is pregnant, her and Jim move to Gotham

Detective Comics #571 (Feb 1987) – we see Bruce’s fear gas induced vision of Jason’s tombstone (birth: 1974 – death: 1986, so he’d be 12)

Secret Origins 13 (April 87) – 15 years ago, it was Dick’s 5th birthday. Soon after tenth birthday, parents are killed. [Set during New TT 18])

Batman #409 (July 1987) – Jason becomes Robin (In Detective Comics, Jason has been Robin the whole time, but is still being wwritten with Pre-Crisis personality)

Flash 1 (June 1987) – Wally turns 20

New Teen Titans Ann 3 (Nov 1987) – Danny Chase is 13 and introduced

Batman #416 (Feb 1988) – Dick in Gotham, meets the new Robin on patrol. Confronts Bruce later, says he was ‘fired’ less than a year ago (since then he was briefly in college), makes Bruce admit he missed him. Dick finds Jason again, expose the drug dealers, and Dick gives Jason his old costume (symbolically, since Jason already has one) and a phone number, Dick was Robin for 6 years

Batman #427 (Winter 1988) – Jason dies

Batman #436, Batman: Year Three (Aug 1989) – 2 years since Dick stopped being Bruce’s sidekick (When he became Nightwing? Or when he quit?), parents died 10 years earlier

Batman #441, A Lonely Place of Dying (Nov 1989) – Tim 13, was 7 when Dick’s parents died

Robin #1 (Jan 1991) – Tim debuts as Robin

New Titans 84 (March 1992) – Joey dies

Deathstroke, the Terminator #15 (Oct 1992) – Rose introduced

Team Titans 3 (Nov 1992) – Robert Long is born

Adventures of Superman 500 (June 1993) – Kon appears and escapes from Cadmus with Newboy Legion, John Henry Irons first appearance, Eradicator and Cyborg Superman also appear for first time

Batman: BTAS: Robin’s Reckoning (1993) - 'Richard 'Dick' Grayson: Age 10'

Detective Comics 668 (Nov 1993) – Tim gets license (because dad is disabled) even though he hasn’t turned 16 yet, gets beat up by Jean-Paul

Flash 92 (July 1994) – Bart aged to 14

?? Shortly after Knight’s End – Tim is 15 and in the 10th grade

Flash 0 (Oct 1994) – Wally is 23

Damage 1(94) – Grant is 16

Deathstroke, The Terminator Annual 4 (Aug 1995) – Rose is 14, “What would that do to a kid? A fourteen-year-old girl whose father is an assassin she’s never met?”

Wonder Woman 105(95) – Cassie is 14

Tempest 1(96) – Garth spends many months in other dimension

Aquaman 20 (May 1996) – Garth aged 3-4 years in other dimension, now older than other Titans

Teen Titans 1 (Oct 1996) – Argent, Risk, Joto, Prysm all turn 16(they were conceived by seed things on same day)

Superboy Annual 2 – to Kon: “Happy birthday, Kid - - number one in a long successful series, we hope.” “He will effectively remain sixteen years old - - forever!”

Green Lantern 82(97) – Robert Long is 3

Wonder Woman 121(97) – Terry and Robert die

Secret Origins Giant 1(98) – Bart is “Three. Fifteen. Depends.”, “you’re almost 15, Tim.”

Titans 5(99) – Donna is 23

Titans(99) – Lian is 4

Sins of Youth(99) – Kon 16, aging normally again

Aquaman 63 (Jan 2000) – Future Garth tells granddaughter Donna about Cerdian being born (think this is his weird birth issue)

Wonder Woman Secret Files (2002) – „Wonder Girl is a precocious outgoing 15-year-old named Cassandra „Cassie“ Sandsmark.“

Bruce Wayne: Murderer (2002) – Oracle says Tim is 15

Batgirl #37 (April 2003) – “Cain said ... today was ... my birthday.”

Batgirl #39 (June 2003) – “I see an eighteen-year-old girl, who’s out of her depth.” (Babs about Cass)

Robin #116 (Sept 2003) – Dana: “Oh, I’m so glad we’ll all be together on Thursday ... !” Tim: “Why? What’s Thursday?” Jack: “Yeah. What’s Thursday?” Dana: “Wait a minute – seriously? Tim: “Yeah. Tell. Us.” Dana: “It’s nothing – never mind. Just leave your schedules open for a nice family dinner.”| Jack: “Dana, what’s – “ Dana: “Shh! Thursday ... the 19th of July ... ?” Jack: “Um ... oh! Right!” | Steph: “So – Thursday!! Are you excited? Got any ideas for it, yet? ... Tim ... ?” [Tim is asleep.] | [Ives and Steph come over, with pizza that says “Happy B-Day Tim.”] Ives: “Sixteen spankings – get that boy up!!” | Dana says: “I remember when I was in 11th grade.” | he also gets the first ‘clue’ for Bruce’s ‘birthday present.’

Teen Titans 1 (Nov 2003) – Gar is 19, Is this Joey’s return?? (He’s puppeting Slade)

Teen Titans ½ (2004) – Rose’s early years, with a ‘6 years ago’ flashback, she was raised in a brothel her mom ran, tutored, never allowed the outside world, but had relationships with kids her age

Detective Comics #790 (Mar 2004) – Jason’s 18th birthday “he would have been 18 today”

Teen Titans 8 (April 2004) – Raven looks 'barely older' than Cassie

TEEN TITANS #1/2 [2004]: The flashback panels totally sync up with my age theories; Flash to 10 years ago: Dick Grayson’s parents die. Flash to 6 years ago: Rose Wilson is schooled at home by her mother, Lili. Flash to 5 years ago: Ravager I is killed. Flash to 3 years ago: Slade is forced to kill Jericho. Flash to 2 years ago: Cadmus attempts to clone Superman. Flash to 18 months ago: Rose deals with the death of her mother. Flash to one week ago: Bart Allen is shot by Slade.

Identity Crisis 4 (Dec 2004) –(Tim still 16)

Green Arrow 47(05) – Mia is 17

Return of Donna Troy 3(05) – Cassie barely 16

Nightwing: Year One(05) – Dick is 26

Batgirl #65 (Aug 2005) – Cass decides to figure out if Shiva is her mom, Jason and Cass roughly the same age

Flash(05/06) – Wally is 26

?? Robin #136 – Tim still 16 ???

Detective Comics #868 (Oct 2010)– Kate is 32 years old??

One Year Later(Mar 06)

Flash 1(06) – Bart 4 years older(20?)

Blue Beetle 2 (June 2006) – Find out Jaime was in space/a pocket dimension for One Year Later

?? Just prior to 52 (July 2006-July 2007)– told Tim is 17 (long before he’s also 17 in Red Robin, 52 is 1 year long)

Teen Titans 42 (Feb 2007) – Eddie is 17

Final Crisis: Legion of 3 Worlds 3-4 (Apr-June 2009) – Bart and Kon back, same as when died

Batman 677 (July 2008) – Batman over 30

Batman: Battle for the Cowl (May-July 2009) – Damian is 10, Ends with Dick and Damian becoming Batman and Robin

Brave & The Bold 2 (May 2007) – Kara is 17, “You have food in the refrigerator older than her, Hal. Who are you, Ollie? No bad thoughts. She’s seventeen.”

Batgirl #1 (Oct 2009) – Steph starting college

Batgirl #7 (Apr 2010) - Damian is "what happens when you work with a 10-year-old."

Red Robin #12 (July 2010) – Tim spent “a few months” looking for evidence before returning to Gotham, becomes emancipated minor

Detective Comics #871 (Jan 2011)– Mention that Dick and Babs went to prom together

Red Robin #25 (Sept 2011) – Tim “and you are only 17”

The Batman Files (Oct 2014) – Jason was 15 at death (seen on death certificate)

?? Rebirth Young Justice series – Cassie: “didn’t mean to end up back in high school feeling - - like I did back when I went to high school.” Later, she says she’s in Metropolis “Working. Going to school in the fall.” So she’s probably starting college.

?? Bart in some Rebirth comic: “Am I six? Am I nineteen? That’s a really freaky thing, right?”

?? At some point: Donna says shes a little older than Kyle

#gecko's lists #dc comics #teen titans #young justice #about 3/4 of these can be compiled into something that makes sence #*sense #but choosing which 3/4 is tricky

25 notes · View notes

spacesuitsforemergency · 4 years ago

Text

Bug Bros

Word Count: 2.4k

Requested by @lina-lovebug: Jaime Reyes x Parker! Fem! Reader? They both have a cruch on eachother and Tye and Ed and Barr tease him a lot about it, and always wonder why he doesn't just ask her out. Jaime just doesn't want to start a long distance since she lives in New York, but when she becomes part of the Young leaguers, now he has no excuse. They go out on a first date, which ends abrupt cuz his friends ended up following him. She kisses him anyway and he walks her back to Mt. Justice.

“Dude, staring at her isn’t gonna do anything.” Eduardo snickered at Jaime.

“There’s this thing called talking, you should try that with her.” Tye shook his head as he tossed the guys a soda, sitting down in the Mount Justice lounge with them.

“Shut up, guys!” Jaime groaned, face burning red.

You and your teammates, Peter Parker and Sam Alexander, were here in Rhode Island on official S.H.I.E.L.D business. This wasn’t your first visit here, so nobody was surprised when none of you had really paid attention to the debriefing back at S.H.I.E.L.D (as per usual), so the trip was taking longer than expected (as per usual). Your twin brother, Peter, was currently trying to work out some sort of deal with Black Canary, you and Sam were not listening. You were both bored, and eventually snuck off to the lounge, where some of the Outsiders were chilling.

“Guys mind if we crash here?” Sam asked them, sitting down next to Bart without an answer.

“Sure.” Tye mumbled sarcastically at him.

“So what do you guys do to avoid meetings around here?” You asked as you leaned against the back of the couch behind Jaime, eyes on the tv, which was currently playing Remember the Titans. Jaime’s eyes widened and he stiffened with how close you were to him, and his friends noticed.

“Usually just run the other direction.” Bart said through a mouthful of chips.

“What’s your meeting about, anyways?” Eduardo asked.

You and Sam both shrugged.

“How many times do we have to visit you guys for you to know we never know what��s going on?” You grinned.

“Yeah, we just follow Web Heads lead.” Sam stole a handful of chips from Bart. “It’s funny how you think we take our job seriously.”

Everyone looked at the both of you, concerned.

“We’re kidding, we take it seriously.” You reassure them. “Just nothing to do with...business meetings.”

“Nova! H/N! Get back here!” Spider Man ordered you. Sam rolled his eyes and took one last handful of chips before putting his helmet on and flying over.

“See ya later, Bug Bro.” You ruffled Jaime’s hair before shooting a web and swinging back over. Jaime’s face was now bright red, and he was clutching his soda can so tight his knuckles turned white. Eduardo and Tye started snickering at him, Jaime throwing his empty soda can at them in retaliation It didn’t affect either of them the way Jaime wanted it to, and they kept laughing at him.

“Why don’t you just ask her out?” Bart asked.

“Because.” Jaime crossed his arms and pouted.

“It’s a simple resolution, dude.” Tye picked up the soda can and tossed it back at him teasingly.

“Just ask her out, amigo!” Eduardo shouted a little too loud. Thankfully, you were too busy getting scolded by Black Canary and Batman to hear. “She obviously likes you, and even a deaf and blind man would know you like her!”

“I can’t ask her out, guys!” Jaime snapped at them, now actually angry. Now they stopped laughing and looked at him, concerned.

“Dude, whats up?” Tye asked his best friend.

“Looks, she lives all the way in New York. I live in El Paso.” Jaime sighed. “There’s no way it would work.”

“But you’re mostly here.” Bart tried to reassure him. “Rhode Island isn’t too far from New York.”

“Asami lives in Japan, we still make it work.” Tye added.

“Asami doesn’t live in Japan. She moved here last week. Don’t think I don’t remember.” Jaime mumbled.

“But before that we had a long distance thing.”

“For like a month while she sorted stuff out with her parents.” Jaime scoffed. “Y/N lives in New York. She’s not moving anytime soon.”

“So...you like her, but you’re not willing to even give long distance a try?” Eduardo raised an eyebrow.

“Well that makes me sound like el huevón, dude!” Jaime snapped. “Look, it just won’t work, okay? Would you guys just drop it?”

The boys all glanced at each other, shocked at Jaime’s outburst. He was always so chill, would hardly even yell at villains, so they almost didn’t recognize him when he was angry. Even Tye didn’t, and he’s known the guy since middle school.

“What’s the ups, dudes? Change the channel, games on.” Virgil waltzed in, snatching the remote from the coffee table.

Virgil didn’t notice the tense atmosphere until his team scored, and he went to high five Jaime, and didn’t get a response.

“Uhh...don’t leave me hangin, bro!” Virgil said, then finally looked at the other boys’ faces. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing.” Jaime grumbled, getting up and walking out to the balcony.

“What’s his deal?” Virgil asked. “I didn’t think it was physically possible for him to be angry...”

“I’ll go talk to him.” Tye rushed after Jaime.

He walked out to the balcony, Jaime sitting on the rail and mumbling to himself, something he often did when he was nervous. Tye would often catch him doing this before math tests or trying a complicated skateboard trick.

“Talk to me, man.” Tye leaned against the railing, resting his chin on his hand.

“I really like her.” Jaime said, just above a whisper. “I don’t know what to do.”

“Well, you can either tell her and try, or never tell her and miss your chance forever.” Tye said nonchalantly, staring out at the city.

“Wow. That makes me feel better.” Jaime chuckled.

“Hey, you can always count on me to be real with you.” Tye nudged him lightly.

“That I can.” Jaime playfully shoved him.

“So? What are you gonna do?” Tye raised an eyebrow.

“I’m not sure yet.”

•

“Bug Bro!” You shouted, before jumping onto Jaime’s back. He yelped, quickly straightening up and holding onto the backs of your legs to keep you up.

“Warn me next time?” He asked, grinning up at you and you leaned over his shoulder to see his face.

“Sorry.” You laughed, ruffling his hair affectionately. “I have news, bro.”

“What is it, bro?” He asked as he continued making his way towards the kitchen for some lunch.

“Fury gave the green light, I’m joining the Outsiders!” You beamed excitedly.

“What? Really?” Jaime asked, eyes widening in shock.

“Yeah, I’m gonna be a counselor too.” You smiled.

“Why aren’t you staying in New York?” He asked as you hopped off his back and walked next to him.

“I need a change of scenery.” You shrugged. “Some space from my brother. I love him and all, but he never lets me do a lot on missions. Thinks I’ll get hurt or whatever.”

“Is it permanent?” He asked curiously.

“Nothings permanent, Jaime.” You giggled. “But maybe. I do want to help people more directly. I love my team but I just don’t have that kind of opportunity with S.H.I.E.L.D.”

“Yeah...S.H.I.E.L.Ds kinda scary.” Jaime rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “Well, I’m glad to have you on the team, Y/N.”

“Now I’ll be with my Bug Bro all the time!” You grinned, elbowing him playfully.

“Yeah! Totally.” He grinned nervously.

•

“Dude, what do I even say?” Jaime hyperventilated as he paced back and forth in front of Bart and Tye.

Tye and Bart didn’t really get along, they tolerated each other, but thy weren’t best buds. But when Jaime needed help, they would stop the bickering and work together.

“You got the hard part over with.” Tye shrugged. “She said yes to the date.”

“I know. I thought that was the hard part, turns out it’s not.” Jaime said as he checked himself in the mirror for the thousandth time. “Now I gotta actually make sure she likes me?”

“Well...Yeah?” Bart blinked at his homie. “Dude, just be yourself.”

“But a little less nervous.” Tye added.

“And maybe stop sweating.” Bart nodded.

“Quit worrying about your hair, it hasn’t moved since 2008.”

“Try to flirt a little more.”

“But not too much, you don’t want to come off as an idiot.”

“But you said be myself! None of those things is myself!” Jaime shouted at his friends.

“Be yourself...but calm.” Bart instructed.

“How am I supposed to be calm? I-“

“Dude! You’re late!” Tye yelled when he saw the time, 7 minutes past when Jaime was supposed to leave to pick you up.

“Shit!” Jaime snatched his keys from the dish on the side table. “See you guys later! But what if I mess this up-“

“Go!” Tye and Bart both yelled. Jaime stuck his tongue out at ten before rushing out to his car.

Bart and Tye sat in awkward silence for a few minutes, blankly staring at the tv.

“Wanna follow him?” Bart grinned.

“Oh yeah.” Tye nodded. “Let me call for reinforcements.”

•

“...and then Danny punched a hole trough the wall and hit Sam on accident.” You giggled as you finished a story about your teammates.

“Isn’t Danny supposed to be the chill one?” Jaime chuckled.

“Apparently.” You shrugged. “To be fair, he had a reason to be mad.”

“I suppose. So-“ Jaime opened his mouth to ask another question, but froze when he saw something: a few tables back and on the row across from them, he saw Tye, Bart, Eduardo and Virgil wearing sunglasses, fake mustaches and their hoods. He instantly glared at them, motioning discreetly for them to leave.

“What are you-?” You turned to look where he was.

“Wait Wait Wait!” Jaime shouted, a little too loudly, gaining the attention of several other customers. He smiled nervously and cleared his throat. “Um...you mentioned earlier a time when Sam crash landed into the White House?”

“Oh yeah!” You laughed, and began the story.

Jaime wanted to pay attention, he really did, but he couldn’t take his focus off his idiot friends. First of all he couldn’t believe Tye agreed to the ‘disguises’. Second of all, he couldn’t believe they were spying on him! Had they no regard for privacy and personal space?? Okay, so, maybe he did believe it.

‘Jaime Reyes, I advise you to focus on the Y/N Parker. She may grow angry if she discovers you are not listening. Shall I activate and obliterate the Tye Longshadow, Bart Allen, Eduardo Dorado Jr and Virgil Hawkins so you may focus properly on the Y/N Parker’s story?’ The Scarab asked.

“No! No obliteration!” Jaime mumbled.

“Is the Scarab talking to you?” You asked curiously.

“Yeah, sorry. He’s been yapping in my ear, it’s hard to concentrate.” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

“Oh. Well, we can leave if you want.” You smiled and waved over the waitress for the check.

“Please, let me.” Jaime set down his credit card before you could even open your wallet.

“Come on, you drove us here.” You sigh as the waitress took his credit card.

“It’s no trouble, really.” He shook his head. “It’s my fault this is ending so abruptly, it’s the least I can do.”

Once the waitress came back with his card he led to back out to his car, glaring at his friends as you passed the table. They all snickered, quickly paying their bill and piling into Virgil’s car.

“Where’d they go?” Bart asked as he leaned forward, between Virgil and Tye.

“Uh...there!” Eduardo pointed ahead. “¡Dale!”

Virgil stepped on it, following close behind Jaime’s black car. Tye looked at his phone when a text alert went off, seeing a text from Jaime: Quit following me! You’re all dead!

Tye just snickered, before responding with: wow, texting and driving? Not cool, man.

They followed Jaime’s car all the way back to Mount Justice, Eduardo and Bart bickering as they tried to see between the front seats, shoving each other. Virgil parked far behind them, just close enough to be able to see.

You were clueless to the car full of idiots as Jaime walked you up to the entrance. Jaime was well aware, and worried that you would notice them.

‘Jaime Reyes, get her inside quick. Once the door shuts we shall obli-‘

“Scarab, Stop!” Jaime scolded.

“He’s still chatty?” You giggled at Jaime as you reached the doors.

“Yeah, sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. You can’t help that the alien parasite attached to you is talkative.” You smile up at him, making him laugh. “Uh...I had a really good time. Even if it was cut short.”

“Yeah, me too.” He smiled back at you, equally as nervous and awkward.

You both stood there for a few moments, not sure what to do next.

“What are they doing?” Eduardo asked as he shoved Batt aside to see better.

“They’re just standing there.” Virgil shook his head. “Is this dude really not smooth at all?”

“Trust me, hasn’t been smooth ever since we were kids.” Tye shook his head. “Doesn’t have a smooth bone in his body.”

“Actually, I’m pretty sure your bones are smooth-Ow! What?” Bart rubbed his arm where Eduardo punched him.

“Come on, Jaime, do something.” Virgil groaned, starting to get second hand embarrassment for the guy.

Jaime knew he wanted to kiss you, but was it what you wanted? Would you yell at him? Not return it? Never lack to him ever again? Luckily, his anxious thoughts were interrupted when you suddenly craned your neck up to be able to press your lips to his. It was a quick peck on the lips, just to test the waters. He pulled you in for another kiss, and you wrapped your arms around his shoulders to lift yourself up a little higher.

“Finally!” Tye shouted, probably loud enough for the both of you to hear if you weren’t so busy.

“Oh, gross! I said kiss, not suck face!” Virgil pretended to gag.

“Dang, they’re really going at it.” Bart mumbled.

“You guys ruin the mood.” Eduardo shook his head. “Is this what it’s like to date you?”

“First of all, watching someone suck face is way different than sucking face.” Tye said.

“Quit saying ‘suck face’.” Eduardo cringed.

“Second of all, I am a delight to date.”

“Ha!” Virgil snorted, then slapped his hand over his mouth when Tye sent him a death glare. “I mean...yeah dude, who wouldn’t date you? You’re just so...lovely.”

“Uh...guys...Jaime’s coming for us.” Bart warmed.

“Crap! Start the car! Start the car!” Eduardo shrieked as Jaime activates his Blue Beetle suit, flying at them with the thirst for revenge in his eyes.

204 notes · View notes