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dating wonder girl concepts [three] // donna troy

summary: just some random moments for what it would be like if you dated Wonder Girl p.3

warning/s: mentions of death, grief and mourning.

author's note: and here is the final part! thanks to the few of you who are enjoying it – donna troy deserves more credit on here! but it’s okay, i still love writing for her 💙

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when you find out she's dead...

"You know, the whole point of moving in together is to actually be together," I said, half joking but half serious.

Donna paused from her packing as she looked up at me, a sad smile on her lips. After almost two years of dating, we'd made the decision to move in together, especially since the whole her leaving to be Wonder Girl thing had gotten in the way. We thought it would be better to stick together – well, she did, probably to further show how sorry she was for just leaving, but I wasn't exactly opposed to the idea.

Two months later and we signed a lease for a place together, an open-plan loft in New York which was probably a bit more expensive than we liked, but we couldn't help it. Of course, as we settled in and moved everything over, bought furniture, made it homey... she got a call from the Titans and was asked to help them with a mission.

"I'm sorry, I know this was supposed to be a fresh start," she said, before looking down. "But this is important. Once it's done, I'll be back and it'll be like nothing has changed."

This wasn't just any mission. It was one that involved Deathstroke, the person who'd broken the Titans up in the first place, the person who made Donna stop being Wonder Girl and the person who killed Garth. You could see why I was worried.

"I know," I said with a soft sigh. "I know you have to do this. But I also know that revenge doesn't always go to plan. Just... just think about that before you do anything you might regret. Please." And come back to me in one piece.

She nodded before rounding the bed to sit beside me. Taking my hand between hers, she smiled tenderly, a smile I was certain I could never forget.

"I am going to be absolutely fine," she promised me, and my heart skipped a beat with the way she looked at me. "I'm going to keep in touch. Text, call, the usual. And if for some reason I don't, you've got the other guys' numbers. It'll be like I'm not even gone. Then I'll be back before you know it."

I returned her smile, but her words did little to ease my nerves. There wouldn't be a time she'd leave for Wonder Girl duties where I wouldn't worry, but I was trying so hard not to be selfish.

"You're right," I agreed reluctantly, not wanting to concern her. "Now, let's get you packed. We don't want you forgetting your underwear or something."

She rolled her eyes playfully. "C'mon, I'm a superhero. Superheroes don't forget to pack underwear."

I quirked a brow and stood up, going into her drawer to pull out some underwear. She scoffed and took it from my hands.

"I wasn't done," she mumbled, throwing them into her suitcase.

"Sure you weren't," I said with amusement. "Idiot."

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As promised, Donna would text, call and FaceTime me whilst she was away. We didn't discuss her mission or anything to do with it, but I could see the physical toll it was taking on her as time went on. Bright laughs turned into weak smiles, daily calls turned into occasional texts, and soon enough, it was getting harder and harder to keep in touch.

I didn't want to pressure her to talk to me, even though she knew she could. She preferred to keep me out of things and I respected that, but it was hard to watch her go through it all. She wasn't alone, I had to remind myself. She had the Titans.

But of course, the worry was still present.

I was trying so hard to keep my faith in Donna, remain optimistic that she was okay. She had the strength, speed and power of a goddess – she was a superhero. But she was also human, and that terrified me.

Then one day, I got the call. The call that I was sure, at the time, was the end of my world. Because let's be honest, Donna was my world whether she knew it or not. And just as I had feared, my world was stolen from me.

I was making myself a sandwich – such a stupid time to find out – when I got a call from Dick. We rarely spoke, not unless it concerned Donna. It was like that with all of the Titans and I – we were mutual friends and that was it. So, when I get a call from him, I was a little confused but answered.

"Hello?"

"Y/N, hey," he began, and I didn't know him well enough to figure out how he was feeling. "How are you doing?"

"Hey, Dick," I said slowly, smiling awkwardly. "I'm good, just making a sandwich. What about you?"

"Yeah, I'm good, thanks," he said, and he sounded as awkward as I felt.

When he didn't continue, I said, "How is everyone? Okay, I hope?"

He cleared his throat. "Yes, they're all good... we, er, we were hoping to see you. Maybe you'd wanna come to San Francisco? I can arrange for transport."

Setting my knife down, I straightened up and switched ears with my phone. "That's, er, a strange request... is everything okay?"

He sighed shakily, and then I realised something was wrong.

"Dick, what is it? Is this about Donna? Is she hurt or something?"

His voice was quiet as he pleaded, "Please, Y/N. Just come to the Tower."

Now I was getting concerned, my heart shrinking as he avoided telling me why. "Dick, what the hell is going on?"

"Y/N–"

"I swear to God, Dick, if you don't tell me what has happened, I will come over there just to strangle you," I threatened, knowing he could stop me from even touching him, but his reluctance to share was beginning to piss me off.

He didn't speak, and I squeezed my phone out of frustration.

"Dick–"

"Y/N, please just come," he began, but I cut him off.

"Spit it out!" I said, raising my voice. "What the hell has happened? Is it Donna? Is she hurt?" When he still didn't speak, I slammed my hand onto the counter. "Dick–!"

"She's gone!" he finally spoke, startling me at the way his voice cracked.

My vision blurred as I stared ahead, unfocused. No, that wasn't right. She couldn't be gone. I'd spoken to her only hours ago.

"No, that can't be true," I said, swallowing the lump forming in my throat. "Put her on the phone."

"Y/N–"

"Put her on the fucking phone, Dick," I snapped, feeling my eyes burning as tears formed. "I want to speak to Donna."

His breathing was uneven. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Y/N."

No. She couldn't be gone, I'd only spoken to her hours ago. We were talking about how stupid of a day I'd had. She was alive, happy, well. She couldn't be gone.

"She saved Dawn's life," Dick was saying, but he sounded so faraway, like I was trapped underwater and he was trying to speak to me. "She died a hero..."

I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling hot tears spilling down my cheeks. She couldn't be gone. She promised me she'd come back. She promised me she could take care of herself, that she'd be here and we could start fresh. She was supposed to come back...

"Y/N...?"

I dropped my phone, using the counter to support myself. Is this what a heart attack felt like? Because the pain in my chest was so sharp, so raw, I felt like someone had reached in and squeezed the life out of me. She couldn't be gone. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair.

"Donna...," I muttered, before I couldn't hold myself up any longer and I let myself fall to the floor, leaning against the kitchen cupboard.

Tears were streaming, I couldn't see a thing. I couldn't stop shaking as I wrapped my arms around myself to try and get control. But none of it mattered anymore.

Because the world had lost Wonder Girl, but I had lost Donna Troy, just as I'd feared.

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I was full of anger and hurt when I went to the Titans Tower. The plan was to see Donna a final time for her funeral, collect her stuff, find out what happened directly from the Titans in person... but all I could feel was the need to blame someone. And that person was unfortunately Dick.

As the lift brought me up the tower, I tried to convince myself to calm down and not make a scene, but then the doors opened and there he was stood. Dick. And all of my anger returned.

I approached him at the end of the hall, noticing the other Titans standing around the kitchen behind him, along with a few new Titans I didn't recognise. The silence was deafening as I met Dick's eyes, seeing my own sadness reflected back at me. He was just as heartbroken as I was, I knew that, but I couldn't take it. He was standing there and all I could think about was how Donna should have been there, too. He promised me he'd keep her safe, and he didn't.

My glare focused on him the longer I thought about it. He lied. He promised me and he lied. And now she was gone.

"You're a fucking liar," I muttered, tears burning my eyes.

"Y/N–"

"You promised," I said, louder this time, my throat hurting. "You promised you'd protect her."

"I know I did," he said calmly, and it was pissing me off.

I couldn't stop myself from shoving him backwards, shouting in his face. "You fucking lied, Dick!"

Still, he wouldn't do or say anything other than watch me with apologetic eyes, and I hated it. I hated that he wasn't reacting.

As I moved in to shove him again, I felt strong arms hold me back and realised it was Hank trying to stop me.

"Y/N, you have to calm down," he attempted to reassure me, but I was too pissed off to care for his words.

"You lied!" I shouted to Dick whilst trying to get out of Hank's grasp. "You promised you'd keep her safe! You said you'd protect her and you didn't and now she's gone and it's all your fault!"

He pressed his lips together, frowning guiltily but still saying nothing. The others looked between us, not sure what to do, apart from Dawn and Kory who approached me. Hank let go of me and I clenched my jaw, glare still fixated on Dick.

"Come on, Y/N," Dawn said gently, and the two of them led me away from the kitchen and to another room.

I hated that I broke down all over again, the wound raw from back in New York and only worsening as I was where Donna lived. The sobs wouldn't stop coming, my heart was crumbling into tinier pieces and I couldn't ever imagine being okay.

Dawn and Kory were patient enough, holding me tight and consoling me as I tried to calm down. They'd always been lovely to me, but I didn't know them as well. I guess grief brought people closer.

Once I stopped crying and sat in someone's room on their bed, Dawn rubbed my back and gave me an apologetic glance.

"I'm sorry," she said quietly, eyes meeting mine. "I know you're hurting and you need someone to blame, but it shouldn't be Dick. Donna died saving me. If it's on anyone... it's on me."

As she watched me with the same guilt-laden eyes Dick did, I felt my own guilt seeping in. This wasn't right, none of this was, and it especially wasn't right to lay in on Dick like I had. They were probably already blaming themselves and I certainly wasn't making things better.

"Fuck," I muttered, wiping my eyes. "No, Dawn, it's not. It's not your fault and it's not Dick's." I frowned, shaking my head and standing up, moving away from their hold. "I need to apologise. That was so shitty of me, fuck."

God, I was an arsehole. What the fuck was I doing blaming Dick like that? Shouting in his face like a mad woman? It wasn't his fault. It was nobody's. I was horrible. And from what Donna had told me about Dick, he naturally blamed himself for everything, so I definitely wasn't helping.

"Hey, you don't need to do anything right now, it's okay," Kory said gently, standing up and resting a hand on the small of my back, earning my attention. "I'll check on him."

I swallowed hard, glassy eyes looking to Kory's. She probably saw the instant guilt I felt, as she gave me a small, reassuring smile.

"I'll check on him," she confirmed, nodding slightly, before leaving me and Dawn alone to do just that.

Dawn stood up and I looked to her, seeing the familiar heartbreak on her own expression. Without saying anything, she stepped forward and pulled me in for a hug, one we both needed more than we'd ever let on. It was warm and comforting, but it wasn't Donna.

"I'm sorry," she whispered as she pulled away.

"Me, too," I said, looking down with a clenched jaw. "You shouldn't blame yourself for any of it. Donna knew what she was doing. I only wish I'd stopped her from going in the first place."

"Like you said, Donna knew what she was doing," Dawn reminded me. "As stubborn as they came, she was."

Was. Because she wasn't here anymore.

Dawn and I stayed there for a little longer, sat in a comfortable silence and merely appreciating each other's company at a time like this. But then I knew it had been long enough and I needed to see Dick and make things right. So, with a thank you to Dawn, I headed to Dick's room.

Kory was just leaving as I entered, and I saw Dick sat on the edge of his bed looking exhausted. The anger I felt for him was still present, but it wasn't justified. He'd done nothing wrong. I was projecting my anger at the world on him and it wasn't right.

"Y/N," he said quietly, noticing my presence and straightening up.

I frowned. "I'm sorry."

He shook his head, standing up. "You– you don't need to apologise. You weren't wrong."

I rolled my eyes and stepped further into his room. "I was. I'm angry and upset and I want to blame someone for this. But the truth is, Dick, it's nobody's fault. Donna chose to be here. She chose to help. She chose to save Dawn's life and there's nobody to blame for any of that, not even her."

He pursed his lips, nodding in agreement, before looking down guiltily. "I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise."

I shook my head, wiping away the tears from my eyes. "You tried your best and that's enough for me."

Scratching the back of his neck, he forced a small smile, but it wasn't hard to miss the fracture in his eyes. His childhood best friend had died, too. He was hurting just as much and that broke my heart even more.

I moved forward and pulled him in for a hug, knowing he'd never initiate comfort. It just wasn't him, but I didn't want him to feel alone. Not like I did back in New York, how I was sure I'd be feeling for a long time now.

"It wasn't fair what I said," I muttered, squeezing him tightly, glad he returned the hug, before pulling away and meeting his sad eyes. "You know I'm here for you, right? You're not alone, Dick."

He snickered quietly, shaking his head. "Funny. I was going to say the same thing to you."

I smiled sadly, patting his shoulder before stepping back. "Looks like I beat you to it."

He swallowed hard before nodding to me. "You can stay here as long as you want. The Themyscirans are picking her body up tomorrow, so we can say goodbye then."

So, she'd be returning home. I knew it would happen, but tomorrow would make this all real. She was gone for good.

"We're gonna be right there with you," Dick reassured me, noticing my quietness. "All of us."

"Thank you... I'll probably go home tomorrow after the funeral," I admitted, looking up. "I'll collect her things and get going. I think it's for the best."

"If that's what you want," he said respectfully.

It wasn't what I wanted. None of this was, but I had to be strong. For Donna. For her family. I couldn't let what happened before happen again... she deserved so much better than that.

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when you find out she's alive...

It took me a long time to feel remotely normal after Donna's death. I wouldn't even say 'normal' was the right word because even when I got to a point where I wasn't crying over every little thing that reminded me of her, it still felt like a piece of me was missing.

Grief wasn't something I'd had to deal with before – I was lucky to say that nobody in my family or life had ever died, at least nobody close to me. So, grieving Donna was new to me. I stayed at my parents for a few months, unable to stay in our apartment.

But sooner or later, I knew I had to move back and make a start at moving on. It would have made sense to move out and change apartments, but this was the last tangible thing Donna had, and we'd chosen it together. I couldn't bring it in myself to leave.

As for my relationship with the Titans... well, it was safe to say that was nonexistent. It's not that there was any trouble between us, but the only thing we ever had in common was Donna, and now that she was gone, we didn't really speak much. Occasionally, I'd check in with Dick, Dawn and Kory, mostly Dick, but that was it. We hadn't seen each other since Donna's funeral.

The Titans were all over the news, saving the day in San Francisco as usual, and I recalled seeing that they were in Gotham at some point, but that was it. Seeing them only reminded me of Donna, so I never actively went out of my way to look them up.

Because of that, I never expected to find Dick outside my apartment as I came back from a morning of running errands.

"Oh my God, Dick, hey!" I exclaimed with surprise, a smile tugging at my lips.

He returned my smile upon seeing me, accepting the hug I instantly gave him. "Hey, I hope I'm not disturbing you or anything."

"You could never," I assured him, stepping back to get a better look at him. For once, he wasn't covered in scars or bruises. "You look well, Dick."

"I am well," he admitted. "The best, actually."

I raised my eyebrows with surprise. "Huh, you'll have to tell me your secret."

He chuckled as I set some shopping bags down to open the door to my apartment.

"Yeah, about that..." he started, but was interrupted by another voice.

"I've let the others know we're here."

I froze at the sound of familiarity, hearing a voice I hadn't heard in so long. A voice I was certain would fade with memory over time.

"Oh, shoot..."

Letting go of the key hanging in the door, I glanced up at Dick, who was glancing behind me before nodding to me encouragingly. Swallowing hard, I slowly turned around and almost forgot how to breathe. Because the impossible was happening. Donna Troy was stood before me, alive and well.

"Dick, what the..." I started, but I had no words as my eyes took in the supposed-to-be-dead person standing right in front of me.

"I was gonna call, but that didn't go so well last time," Dick said, attempting to make a joke.

Donna smiled at me, looking as shocked as I did. Waving slightly, she whispered, "Hey, Y/N."

Tears were pooling in my eyes as her words stuck in my mind. How the hell was this happening? Was this even happening? Was I hallucinating?

I stepped forward hesitantly, approaching her. She didn't move a muscle as her brown eyes – those eyes had haunted my dreams since she was gone – followed my every move. Trying to stop shaking, I raised my hand and touched her, resting it on her chest. She was there. She wasn't a ghost.

"You're... you're real," I murmured, the lump in my throat growing bigger. "It's really you...?"

I half expected her to disappear, or for me to wake up from whatever dream I was certain I was in. But she didn't. A watery laugh escaped her lips as she nodded, pressing her hand on top of mine.

"Yes, it's really me," she confirmed, a tear slipping from her eyes. "I missed you."

My heart fluttered in my chest as I let out a happy cry. "I missed you so fucking much, Donna."

Unable to stop myself, I moved forward and hugged her tightly, afraid she'd disappear if I loosened my grip even slightly. The feeling of her arms holding me back made me cry into her shoulder. It was a feeling I never imagined experiencing again, but she was back. I didn't know how, but she was, and I prayed to God that this wasn't a horrible dream.

"You left," I said, pulling back but still holding her close. "You died. How the hell is this happening?"

She used one of her hands to push my hair out of my eyes and cup my cheek before maintaining eye contact. "It's a long story, but I'm alive and I'm here."

My eyes flickered between hers, all of the emotions I felt when I lost her hitting me like a freight train. "You're an idiot. You promised you'd be careful."

"I know," she said quietly, guiltily, thumb stroking my cheek. "I'm sorry."

I shook my head, not wanting to get into it now. Instead, I pulled her in for another hug, tucking my head into her neck and never wanting to let go.

Only when Dick spoke up, recommending we take this inside, did I pull apart, but even then, I kept ahold of her hand, refusing to let go for fear she'd disappear.

"You kept the apartment?" Donna asked me, and I was already staring at her because I still couldn't believe she was back.

"We picked it together," I reminded her, and I didn't have to elaborate how I couldn't give it up because it was all I had left. She seemed to understand, thankfully, and squeezed my hand gently before we made our way to the couch.

Dick began to explain how, once Donna left for Themyscira, they'd been trying to bring her back to life with the help of Rachel, and it worked. She officially came back a few days ago, and after helping the Titans in Gotham, the first place she wanted to return to was here to see me.

It still didn't make complete sense to me, but I didn't question it because it meant I had Donna back.

"Hey, what is it?" Donna asked me, noticing my staring.

I must have looked insane, but could they blame me?

"I'm scared that if I look away, you'll be gone," I admitted, eyes burning from all the crying I'd done.

She kissed my hand and didn't let go. "I'm not going anywhere."

Funny, because she'd promised that once before and then left for good.

"...I'll leave you guys to it," Dick was saying, and I reluctantly tore my gaze from Donna to look at him. "I can't stay unfortunately, but I just wanted to make sure you'd be okay, Y/N. Make sure you knew you weren't crazy."

I nodded slowly, my mouth going dry as I searched for a way to thank him. But what exactly could I say to thank him for all of this? For bringing back the one person I thought I'd lost forever? How does one even thank someone for that because I'm pretty sure a fruit basket isn't the way to go.

"I'll let myself out," he said when I didn't speak, and as he stood up, so did I, letting go of Donna.

I looked to her, blinking. "I should see him out."

She nodded, smiling softly. "It's okay."

Praying she wouldn't disappear when I turned my back, I led Dick to the front door and faced him, unable to stop myself from hugging him.

"Woah," he laughed, returning the hug. "You're okay, Y/N."

I shook my head, closing my eyes and unable to pull away just yet. "I can't think you enough, Dick. I don't know what you did, but thank you."

He squeezed me tightly. "It wasn't me."

I wiped my cheek, wet with more tears, on my shoulder as I pulled away from him and looked him in the eyes. "Still. You brought her back to me."

Resting a hand on my shoulder, he squeezed it reassuringly. "If you need anything at all, Y/N, you know where to find me."

I nodded, offering him a small smile, before kissing him on the cheek appreciatively. "Thank you."

It was cute how he smiled shyly and looked down, clearly not shown enough appreciation and gratitude in his life if that got him flustered.

I let him out and waved goodbye before closing the door and pausing. Taking a deep breath, I turned around and expected Donna to have disappeared, but she was sat there as I'd left her moments ago. Mistaking my amazement for caution as I approached her, she stood up and ran a hand through her hair nervously.

"I just wanna say something before we talk, if that's okay," she said quickly, licking her lips.

I stopped before her, nodding, and still taking her whole self in with my eyes. Each blink had me scared she'd be gone.

"I'm not expecting to stay with you here," she said apprehensively, eyes flittering around. "I mean, I know I've been gone for a while and you've probably set up a life here, and I'm certainly not expecting to just force my way back in after all this time–"

Her lips were moving so quickly, drawing me in, and I felt a familiar desire in my chest, similar to when we'd shared our first kiss. When I realised what she was saying, how respectful she was trying to be, I almost laughed. Instead, I leaned forward and crashed my lips into hers messily.

Startled, she grabbed me, stopping us both from going backwards, and when I closed my eyes and moved my lips against hers desperately, she got the hint and began to kiss me back.

"You have to shut up," I said when I pulled away, our breath intertwining between our lips as we caught it. "I've been trying to mourn you all this time and, now that you're back, you're seriously telling me you don't want to force your way back into my life?"

She made a noise with her mouth, lips parted and eyes looking between mine, dumbstruck. I smiled, shaking my head.

"I'm never letting you go again, Donna," I told her, fingers combing through her hair as my hand rested on her neck.

She relaxed under my touch, nodding slightly, her confused expression changing into one of relief. "Good."

My smile widened, stomach tossing and turning with butterflies when she returned it just as happily. I leaned in once more, connecting our lips and melting into her touch, thinking about how I would never let her out of my sight again.

I wasn't going to lose her again.

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stxleslyds · 3 years ago

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donna troy

Donna Troy

favourite thing about them: I like that she is strong and independent but still keeps her kindness and softer sides. I am not saying that other depictions of strong women aren’t valid but sometimes writers (male writers for the most part) seem to be only able to write strong women as cold or people who refuse to show or feel emotions. I don’t know, her emotions have always been visible but she has always kept this sense of “this is me; I am strong and a good leader but I still have emotions and I will show them”. Maybe that is just a me thing, I don’t know.

least favourite thing about them: maybe she needs to grasp a little better the concept of not everyone having the same thoughts/ideas as her? I can’t say she does it a lot because most of her content comes from the NTT days and I haven’t read all of those, but I saw that about her in some of the comics I read. In a sense I don’t really feel like I can’t talk much about her because all I know about her comes from issues that were heavy on the Dick/Nightwing content.

favourite line: “I have no idea where I'm going to be tomorrow. But I accept the fact that tomorrow will come. And I'm going to rise to meet it”

brOTP: Donna and Dick! They are the besties! Platonic love at its finest!

OTP: Ay, I don’t really know, she seemed to have a nice relationship with Roy back in the day but I wouldn’t say they were OTP material.

nOTP: Donna and Terry? Donna and Wally? Like, one of those creeps me out and the other doesn’t make much sense, and Rebirth did Donna and Roy dirty for absolutely no reason. I didn’t see Wally being like that for Donna, it really took me by surprise.

random headcanon: Donna and Kory wanted to get an apartment together after they both broke up with their partners. They felt safe and comfortable together. They could be everything that they weren’t when they were on the team or being heroic. Just to women enjoying themselves without anyone judging them or making them feel less.

unpopular opinion: At this point in time, she really needs to move on from the Titans. She has to move on from it or she will be stuck there forever and she deserves to be something else other than a Titan. Being a Titan is cool and all but she can be so much more. I would like it if they gave her a mini or an all-female team to lead!

song I associate with them: Ay, I don’t really know… Maybe the Wonder Woman theme from Batman vs Superman? That track means business and I think it would fit her as amazingly as it did Diana when she was introduced in that movie.

The suit, the stance, the Travis Moore art, just gorgeous!

#donna troy #ask game

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saturnaftertaste · 3 years ago

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8 13 24 !! 💛🤍🤍🤍

💖💘🥂✨💥mwah malihah

8. Pre-N52 or N52?

n52 because pre-n52 art makes my skin crawl. pre-n52 comics colors (ESPECIALLY the 2000s) taste like dust and the fear of being trapped in an alternate-dimension version your grandmother's old house where no one will hear you scream. also because if the ramifications of n52 storylines were explored properly you would have literally the most spectacular most engaging stories ever, like. there is soooooo much potential there for angst and introspection and action! i mean forever evil and the fallout alone are the perfect base for any amount of dick grayson angst (malihah ygm ☆) so I favour it for the potential it has alone. but also n52 starfire and n52 cass+steph and n52 diana...darlings of my heart im so so sorry

13. DCEU or DCAU?

dcau dcau dcau. while i have my gripes with the dcau (namely animation style and coloring) not only does the DCAU have hal jordan ☆ and damian wayne ♡, it also has dickkory ✨🎯💘💖 as well as wonder woman: bloodlines💥💖🥵🥰🥂, which is an animated version of the live-action wonder woman however is several thousand billion times better than ww 2017, in that it doesn't have known IDF supporter g*l g*dot playing my favourite superhero, and that it actually made me cry real tears because the storyline was actually that moving.

24. If you had total control what would you change?

habibti...what WOULDN'T I change...

but fr:

#1. cut out tim drake. I would just get rid of him. rewrite dc canon to make steph the third robin. I just think thematically it's a better choice ok

#2. actually invest time and money into the wonders - donna troy solo books hello??? diana actually being bisexual hello?? etc.

#3. get rid of the current DCEU trinity. batfleck can stay if they end up doing batman beyond but can we PLEASE get a younger batman also I hate g*l g*dot why was she hired she can't even act. henry cavill superman is too built to be superman bring back christopher reeve-style superman. hot in a soft way . fyi its v v important that the new hypothetical bruce wayne actor should have CHEEKBONES. yeah

#4. get rid of young justice season 3. it's gone. buh-bye.

#5. fix all the awful dragon-lady caricatures in comics. talia shiva jade etc they are so much more than stupid outdated horrific stereotypes ! we deserve to see them as characters with actual drives and motives and not just background villains

#6. no more toms in comics. society has moved past the need for toms writing comics.

#thanks for the ask!#☆#dc

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dilfdoctordoom · 3 years ago

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🔥 dick grayson

Tom Taylor's Nightwing run is just bad writing for Dick Grayson

Dick Grayson's love interests beyond Barbara and Kory deserve some attention from the fandom, they're all very fun

Bea Bennett should've been around longer

Grayson was awful

Dick Grayson's character has shifted so several fanon aspects (specifically the ladies man interpretation) have become canon & he has suffered massively for it

He was demi-sexual coded for years

Dick & Roy make more sense than Dick & Wally as a couple

Donna Troy is just as much Dick's sibling as Damian/Tim/Jason

An Elseworlds exploring Dick with a GL ring would be fun, especially since he was a candidate for one

We cannot argue over which ship is better, DickKory or DickBabs, until we escape sexist writing. End of conversation.

Dick is an amazing leader

The way the fandom treats Young Justice Dick is very disturbing, to say the least. I am specifically talking about season 1 Dick

Dick being a cheater is wildly OOC & just plain bad writing

#q & a

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jaydicksummerexchange · 4 years ago

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JAYDICK EXCHANGE: SEPTEMBER 3

[ ❤ Works posted so far! ❤ ]

SECOND TO LAST DAY OF THE JAYDICK EXCHANGE!

Why the second to last instead of the last? That’s because we’ve reached 114 Exchange works for 2020! The more treats get added, the more we time we add to our juicy cabooses and keep the exchange train rolling. Until Saturday that is. Tomorrow is the final posting date, and we’ll reveal the wonderful participants on September 5 no matter what.

Here are today’s releases!

Claws by anonymous for solomonara [ART, Not Rated, No Archive Warnings Apply, Dick Grayson/ Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: FanartHurt/Comfort, Injured Jason, Secret Identity, dick's teams don't know the red hood's identity, dick's harem of morally ambiguous older men, dick: he's not older, dick: wait i mean he's not my villain boyfriend, dick: damn it

Summary: Dick takes the Red Hood to a Titan safehouse after an injury. Explanations are expected.

Learning To Love The Fall by anonymous for 3isme [ART, Teen, No Warnings Apply, JayDick]

Additional Tags: Fanart, Alternate Universe - 1920s, Mechanic Jason Todd, Plane Pilot Dick Grayson

Summary: It's the early 1900s and the country of Gotham is recovering from a long war.

Trying to get a better life, Jason Todd has been moonlighting as an underground plane mechanic for illegal aeroplane racers, getting a cut of whatever the pilot wins. After one particular competition, he's accused of sabotage and, despite his protests, forced into deeper debt. At the end of his rope, he runs into Dick Grayson, ex-ace of the Gotham Air Force and supposed dead man. The war hero was supposed to have been shot down near the end of the war. Regardless, this pilot is the best chance Jason has to grab hold of that better life, and he's not going to let it go.

The Still and Quiet Surface by anonymous for TheWayneManner [FIC, General Audiences, No Warnings Apply, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Merpeople, Gift Fic, Ficlet

Summary: Dick leaves the sea behind and never looks back.

Scents & Sensibility by anonymous for Nitrojen [FIC, Explicit, No Warnings, JayDick]

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Regency, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe - Fae, References to Jane Austen, although the writer has a pretty dark secret concerning our dear friend jane, Getting to Know Each Other, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Summary: Prompt - Something along the lines of the Princess and the Pea. It can be A/B/O, modern, fantasy, or even something that takes place in canon where there's some kind of curse. Have fun with it!

Give It A Shot (of espresso) by anonymous for morimaiter [FIC, Teen, No Warnings, Dick Grayson/ Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Alternate Universe - College/University, Hurt/Comfort, Barista Jason Todd, Flirting, Awkward Flirting, Sexual Tension, JayDick Summer Exchange, very minor injury, art included

Summary: Dick was one of their regulars. And yes, that was his real name. The first time he’d asked Jason to write it on his cup Jason had given him a death glare until the man had whipped out a driver’s license to prove it. ‘Richard John Grayson’, printed right there. It hadn’t been an innuendo after all, just an unfortunate choice of nickname. He came into Gotham Grinders (and hell if Jason hadn’t heard enough innuendos about that name to make up for any lack of innuendo in Dick’s own) every Tuesday and Friday, which happened to always be Jason’s shifts. Every time he asks for some new over-the-top order, and every time without fail he also asks for Jason’s digits. Jason replies every time with:

“I’m sorry sir, we can’t give out personal information to customers. Will that complete your order?”

(Fic + Art)

Lazy Days by anonymous for BehindTheRobinsMask [ART, Teen, No Warnings, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Married Life, Married Couple, Established Dick Grayson/Jason Todd, Literal Sleeping Together, Lazy Mornings, Domestic Fluff, Fanart

Summary: It's the weekend! Jason and Dick sleep in after a long night on the streets.

Taken in the Butt by the Gay Vigilante Acro-Bird by anonymous for solomonara [ART, Teen, No Warnings, JayDick]

Additional Tags: Romance Novel, Cover Art, Jason Todd is an Author, Partial Nudity, Birds, Vintage Gay Pulp Novels, Chuck Tingle-Adjacent, Please Forgive me, FanartDigital Art, JayDick Summer Exchange

Summary: The Red Hood has a secret: he's a part-time romance novelist.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea by anonymous for stribird (timidGoddess) [FIC, Mature, No Warnings Apply, Dick Grayson/ Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Heavy Angst, Self-Doubt, Lazarus Pit, Panic Attacks, Established Relationship, Bad Decisions, Romantic Fluff, Amnesia, Broken Promises, Road Trips, On the Run

Summary: Jason couldn’t do that. He could never forget what Dick meant to him. Which is why he had to bring his Bluebird back. Which is why he had to remind Dick of everything that he had lost.

Even if that meant forcing him into the Lazarus Pit. Even if it meant cursing him in the process.

tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef, that i'm a vegetarian (and i ain't fucking scared of him) by anonymous for prompt_fills [Mature, No Warnings Apply, Dick Grayson/ Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Fluff and Humor, Crack Treated Seriously, Damian Wayne is a Little Shit, Protective Damian Wayne, POV Damian Wayne, Batman: Reborn, Jason Todd has a Heart, Damian Wayne Has a Heart, Dick Grayson is Damian Wayne’s Parent, Dick Grayson is Batman, Mutual Pining, enemies to idiots to lovers, Misunderstandings, Damian Wayne Plays Therapist, Jason Todd is Bad at Feelings, Dick Grayson is Bad at Feelings, My Continued Mocking of Tim Drake (it's loving i swear), Donna Troy is a goddess and no one deserves her, My love for Donna Troy is so strong that I projected it onto Damian and I am not sorry, Unbetaed we die like Jason Todd refuses to, Past Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson, Jealous Jason Todd, Pining Dick Grayson, BAMF Donna Troy AND MORE

Summary: It had taken a few weeks for Damian’s ill-fated hopes for the more platonic explanation of Grayson’s unseemly conduct regarding Todd to expire because Damian (unlike Drake) is not an idiot (and Brown had prattled on about every instance of very clearly not platonically fueled tension, slowly crushing Damian’s remaining hopes for Richard’s taste in romantic partners). Denial, heavenly as he has now known it to be, can only take one so far. And as a pragmatist and the grandson of the great Ra’s al Ghul and son of the great Bruce Wayne, he assesses the situation from a logical perspective, free of any emotions clouding his impeccable judgment, and comes up with a solution that benefits both himself and Grayson.

Jason Todd must die.

Or the story of how Damian Wayne became the number one shipper of JayDick and is not at all happy about it.

Si solo fueras tú by anonymous for fallogory [ART, Gen, Creator Chose No Warnings, Dick Grayson/Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Fanart, Kid Dick Grayson, Adult Dick Grayson, Kid Jason Todd, Adult Jason Todd, King Bruce Wayne, Prince Damian Wayne, Prince Dick Grayson, Poor Jason Todd, Hurt Dick Grayson, Jealous Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson Needs a Hug

Summary: Blue came first

Then Green arrives

Then Blue meet Red

And Green hate that

Or where Dick was Bruce's bastard child who was forced to lived like a prince until Damian's born and meet someone who make his world be upside down.

the smell of cold stone by anonymous for abcission [FIC, Mature, No Warnings Apply, Dick Grayson/ Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Bisexual Dick Grayson, Autumn, American Football, College Football, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Getting to Know Each Other, Getting Together, referenced Jason/Kyle, Past Dick Grayson/Koriand'r, Past Dick Grayson/Roy Harper, past dick grayson/wally west - Freeform, implied Roy/Kory, implied Roy/Wally, implied Donna/Kyle, future besties Jason and Roy, Roy's eternal crush on Donna, frat boy Dick, Fluff

Summary: Their eyes meet on the quad one day; he’ll probably never see the frat boy again, but he’ll be nice fodder for Jason’s dreams at least.

#2020 jaydick exchange #dcu fanfic #jaydick summertime blues.#jaydick #dickjay #dick grayson & jason todd

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retvenkos · 3 years ago

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Okay, on account of the work I need to complete for university is overwhelming me I have come up with an idea: nomadic poets and creators. We travel the world, becoming freelance writers and poets, growing as a group so every aspect of the arts has a place within it, and we use the money we make to travel from one place to the next just to see what the world has to offer and gain inspiration from places and cultures we want to visit. (Yes, this sounds like a much better idea than doing a deep-analysis of Columbus' first letter back to Spain...)

Also, how far into Titans are you?

a group of nomadic poets is actually my everything, ngl. we all get to support the hell out of each other's art, we all get to be the other's ~muse~, we get to do cool things like write poetry based on someone's painting, or collaborate to make songs, we get to tease each other when we do something "basic" (like, for instance, write poetry about august),,,,, it's the found family, for me. the shared values. the beautiful mix of novelty that comes from traveling, but familiar comfort that comes from knowing the group so intimately,,,,,

and okay, right now i'm on season one still, but, i'm watching the final episode and ????? and ????? someone give dick grayson a hug pLEASE. i mean,,,,, i'm a little confused as to how this can be the final episode of the season, because like,,,, very little has been resolved, and we literally just introduced trigon, but maybe the second season handles the next half of this arc? idk. i probably shouldn't have as much faith as i do, but i'm also very easy to please, so if a different writer or whatever picks up the script and takes it elsewhere,,, i'll be fine as long as we tie up loose ends. (also, can we please give rachel one (1) break? girl is going through it, goddamn.)

oh! but also, i was talking to a friend who's in love with donna troy, and he had me watch the aqualad episode in season 2 and !!!!!!!!! gARTH!!!!!! if your man doesn't find nemo for you, he's not doing it right. i would've died for this man (although i probably shouldn't tempt fate like that) and donna 😭😭😭😭😭 this isn't what you deserve, love. someone give her a hug.

#asks #mutuals #kath — 🎡

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stvlti · 4 years ago

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2020 Creator Wrap

I was tagged by @irolltwenties to do the 2020 Creator Wrap: Favorite Works tag! Thank you, lovely (*˘ ε ˘*)

Rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 5 (or so) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought to the world in 2020. tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

Before I begin, let me just tag some friends:

@reaperlight @3dnygma @drowthelynes @transdankovsky @fantomn @lawliyeeeet @dressed-to-keehl @setfa @0akdown @reidsnor @clubolive @mermaides

No pressure, but it would be fun if you guys share some of your works this year ( ˘︶˘ ) let’s see those fics and edits and artworks!! Get the clicks and views y’all deserve 💕 💕

And now, onwards to my 2020 Favorite Works List!

I didn’t write nearly as much as some of you guys did. And though I did exceed my goal of putting out 1 fic per month, I don’t have 5 solid ones I’m proud of. So I’ll just list 4 fics here:

01 // Growing Pains

I’ve always been very nervous about reccing this one, because it broaches a topic that I don’t really have a right to claim? I’m not transgender myself, but I simply adore the trans Dick Grayson headcanon so much it singlehandedly brought me back to the DC fandom and restarted my fanfic-writing habit for 2020 😂😂 plus the writing quality isn’t half bad, and I still really like the idea/metaphor this little story started with and grew from.

Fave moment (besides the obvious):

"Ka-Pow!!" The boy ventriloquised. Lego Robin sailed through the air in his fingers. One stubby, outstretched leg made contact with a Lego henchman, knocking all the surrounding baddies over like bowling pins. "Sorry Mr. Bad Guys, guess it's way past your bedtime too!"

"Good job, Robin." The boy lowered his prepubescent voice and tried to affect Batman's gravelly timbre as much as possible. In his other hand, he walked Lego Batman across the floor of the crime scene. "How about we round them up and leave it for the Commish? It's getting quite late."

"Oh oh! Can I have cookies on the ride back?"

The boy swivelled Lego Batman's grinning face around. "I don't see why not."

Another night out in Lego Gotham City, another day saved by the Dynamic Duo. This called for a celebration indeed. The boy set the pair of heroes down by the Lego Batmobile and reached over to his own plate of Alfred's after-school chocolate chip cookies. He took his sweet time with the last piece, savouring each bite, sighing at the way it melted on his tongue.

02 // Transference

This is my best-performing fic in terms of the kudos to hits ratio, so I feel validated in being proud of this one :’) It’s a pretty good marker of the distances I’ve covered since getting serious about reading the comic source material end of 2019, as you can see from the much broader and varied cast of characters I focused on for this story. It also definitely cemented - to me, at least - the fact that I can write action scenes. When I went into “Second Chances” (a fem Jay fic) earlier this year, I was so nervous about writing the action sequence there, because I’ve never written a serious action scene up until that point! To me, this fic definitely showcases the growth I’ve experienced as a writer this year ^_^

Fave moment: (CONTAINS SPOILERS, PLEASE READ THE FIC FIRST IF YOU HAVEN’T!)

When the trio return, Ivy takes her place at the meeting table with a severe expression on her face. She chooses her words carefully, when she speaks. "The odds aren't pretty. We just accepted 100 refugees over the weekend, and the Green is still repairing itself after last week's attack."

Rose exchanges a glance with Jason. He gives her hand a reassuring squeeze, though he's not looking any better than she feels.

"But, each and everyone of us stayed behind to defend the Garden, because we all believed in giving a sanctuary for the civilian survivors out there.

"So bring them here. I'll take them in."

No sooner has Ivy finished the sentence, than Zatanna and Constantine have fired up their teleportation portal, and Harley's cheerful "Good luck!" is lost to the mad dash off to the rescue mission. The rest of the Shadowpact scramble after Rose as she launches herself through the portal—

—and slams into Arsenal, pushing him out of the way seconds before a meteoric explosion of green fire incinerates the very spot he'd been standing in.

03 // Paying It Forward

This one is important to me if only for the reason that it’s the first time I’ve written character dialogues that flowed. And I didn’t even need to plan them out meticulously beforehand! Do you know how rare that is for me as an ESL writer? Dialogues have been the bane of my existence since I started writing as a wee teen. Luckily, the Titans TV show has some solid character dynamics for me to fall back on. And from there I started reading NTT era Dick & Donna, and I just fell in love with their friendship. And now, I can turn to this fic as proof I still got it whenever I doubt my abilities as a writer c:

Fave moment:

Dick glanced at her, eyebrows raised. "She ran out on you?"

"No, no, we never really... I don't think it counts as running away if it never led to anything more."

"But you wanted it to be more." Dick paused, taking in Donna's silence, which would've fooled anyone else but him. "You still want it."

"I-- yeah." Donna sighed and held her hands up as if to say you caught me. "I'm... Sorry? For stealing your girl?"

Dick laughed, bemused. "She was never mine. She knew what she wanted, what she needed - and I wasn't in the right place to give her that."

"And you? You think I'm what she needs?"

"Better you than me. You're Donna Troy. Older, smarter, prettier..."

Donna gave him a deadpan stare.

"... And you know who you want to be. She likes that in a partner. I'm still figuring that one out for myself." Dick stretched his arms up and then leaned back into his seat, lacing his fingers behind his head as he stared up into the ceiling.

04 // When I'm down on my knees, you're how I pray

I’m including this one just to showcase I got the range, babey. And honestly, the fact that I was able to write this fic and actually receive positive reviews for it was a surprise to me too!! This was the first time I ever attempted to write a real darkfic with dead dove subject matters, and I managed to nail the emotional manipulation, somehow ;__; It was a real learning experience too, learnt so much about Catholicism just to write about Dick’s guilt issues in an AU setting nobody asked for 🤡

Fave moment: (dead dove warnings apply)

"Not at all, Richard," Roman said. The boy would come to him, eventually. "Now, it's getting late. If that's all, I'll have Jason fetch your room keys. Seven Hail Mary's before bed, and think about everything we've just discussed. Tomorrow we'll do a proper debriefing."

"I... Okay." For a moment, Dick sounded like he had more to say. Instead, Roman heard a muffled sniffle, one that Dick likely tried to disguise with a hand over his mouth. Silly boy.

"Thank you again, Father," Dick said, after a beat.

"All in a day's work, my child." Roman unlatched the door and stepped out of the booth. He nodded at Dick as the younger man ambled out of the booth after him. "Goodnight now, Richard."

As he set off for the living quarters, Dick called out. "Wait!"

Roman turned around, inclining his head.

"Will you stay?" The candlelight chased shadows away from Dick's face, and for one glorious moment, Roman could see the depth of the desperation shining in Dick's blue eyes.

"Guide me through my prayers. Please."

Roman smiled.

Oh did you think I was done? 😂 It did say Favourite Works and not just Favourite Fics, so I gotta include this one on the list too:

05 // 2020 Jason Todd Birthday edit

I said Robin Jason deserves better and I meant it! 👏👏 This edit took me 12 hours and 67 layers ‘cause I made a mistake on like my 8th hour into the editing process o__o but it ended up being my most popular serious graphic edit, so it was worth it. I guess!

I mean the likes to reblog ratio is still fucked but hey, I broke 1k, which is more than I can say for any of my other edits

#tag meme #writerly things #long post #writerly tag

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halfbloodbatacademy · 4 years ago

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What I Wish Rick Riordan Did & Didn’t Do With The PJO/HoO Books

No hate to Uncle Rick, I love the books with all my heart, but there are some things I wish he did and didn’t do in the books, and I really feel the need to talk about it

Rather than killing Luke off to add to the trauma of the main trio, Rick could’ve kept Luke alive so we, as readers, had a reminder of what’s happened before: we still feel that everlasting pain of remembering what Luke has gone through, what he did as a result, yet still we would still read his character and his evolution as he tries to fix his mistake by preventing the younger demigods from making it in the first place

Dionysus- his attitude, I am in no way worried about (kind of a lie but whatever), it’s the looks... he was NOT ugly, he was effeminate/androgynous, and actually very gorgeous. I know, it’s the author’s own rendition of a story, I get it, I get it. I just wanted to share my opinion on Dionysus (the movies were awful)

Percabeth is just- No. They were NEVER my favorite shop. I did think it was cute at first, but then it just wasn’t. It was at fault of pushy writing, and the reactions of fans. At this point, I want to see them as best friends. I feel like Annabeth’s role is being drowned out by the fact she’s Percy’s girlfriend, and Percy is being made less of an individual person because of his relationship with Annabeth. I WANT to see them as two badass BFFs with totally individual personalities and purposes who care for each other like they’ve actually been friends for hundreds of lifetimes. I WANT to see people openly saying that Annabeth isn’t there to make Percy look more like a hero, or that Percy isn’t there to make Annabeth look way smarter. I PREFER PLATONIC BEST FRIEND PERCABETH TO CANON ROMANTIC PERCABETH AND I’M NOT SORRY WHATSOEVER

The lack of Grover... that’s it. Why tf was Grover basically nowhere to be found

Caleo... I KNOW, I KNOW, I’m complaining about another ship, I kNoW. Leo deserves happiness and a girlfriend,,, but CaLyPsO. I just... I have a huge grudge against Calypso after she literally blinded Annabeth because Percy didn’t come back to her island (that nobody is capable of ever revisiting) fast enough to come get her off. I liked Calypso, until she pulled that bullshit

Hylla & Reyna........ gimme more pls. Their story is so fucking interesting, and the people they’ve both become are fucking amazing like wtf. Gimme more bih

Demigods powers, god this is so UGH. The powers they have,,, are amazing, but they aren’t being set apart from mortals. They’re literally 1/2 GOD, literally everything about them should be better. If they’re godly parents magic DNA can take over how they look, it’ll take over how they function too. Like... hold tf on

BITCH TF, the general powers are right here but it never even DESCRIBES these once. I’m looking for some Titans Donna Troy running type bullshit m8. I want demigods literally ripping off car doors like the Winter Soldier man. The vibes I get from the books are just... literally humans with a sprinkle of magic

Idk wtf happened to Jason, but I heard this bitch is dead and I’m bouta riot. TF YOU MEAN BRICK BITCH IS DEAD

Solangelo... I love fanon Solangeo... but wtf is canon Solangelo doing? How tf- no. Just,,, why

I don’t have anything else to say... I’ll probably add more as time goes on, my memory is hella foggy and I gotta start my hw... bye

#percy jackson #annabeth chase #nico di angelo #reyna avila ramirez arellano #jason grace #leo valdez #piper mclean #hazel levesque #frank zhang #luke castellan #thali grace #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo #heroes of olympus #hoo

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incomprehensiblelentils · 5 years ago

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1, 11, 25, 30

1. Top 5 TV shows

I am taking this to mean “my favorite TV shows” and not like “these are shows I recommend” bc even though there’s some overlap in those categories they are NOT the same thing

Avatar: The Last Airbender - nuff said, this show is just very good

Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles - this used to be my favorite Terminator thing until Dark Fate and I still love it very much. Summer Glau is perfect, Lena Headey is a goddess, and Thomas Dekker is the best John Connor we’ve ever had.

Community (seasons 1-3) - the season 3 finale was the end for me. No further comment.

Warehouse 13 - I love this kinda bad show with all my heart and I think more people should watch it but also it’s bad, but also I don’t want any non-fans to ever say anything bad about it

Dollhouse - ditto except this show is sometimes good but I understand it’s kind of a hard sell in 2020

11. Top 5 female characters

I am going to try to list some women I don’t talk about very much!

Aeryn Sun (Farscape) - Kyle Ron WISHES he had this redemption arc

Rogue (X-Men: Evolution) - goth teen purple-lipsticked Rogue is my FAVORITE Rogue. I love her so much

Jessika Pava (Star Wars) - Jess! Pava! Deserved! Better!

Wendy Watson (The Middleman) - DubDub is so relatable and Natalie Morales is really underrated as a comedian. Please watch this show if you haven’t, it’s like if Men in Black and the 60s Batman show had a baby and it only watched Legends of Tomorrow and Inspector Gadget.

Calamity Jane (Deadwood) - Jane is a mess of a person and she’s butch representation and I adore her.

25. Top 5 ships

again, gonna try to be less boring and talk about different ships or it’ll just be the same five ships I always yell about.

Thor/Jane (MCU) - I think these guys are really cute and they get maligned unfairly in both fandom and canon!!! let Jane climb him like a tree!!!!!

Calamity Jane/Joanie Stubbs (Deadwood) - DEADWOOD SAID BISEXUAL RIGHTS. These guys just fell in love quietly during season 3 and are still doing great 10 years later. They’re just happy! It’s very good.

Cameron/Donna (Halt and Catch Fire) - I did some yelling about them a few weeks ago and I am still not over this, thanks. They!!!!! were semi-reluctant business partners and then had a huge falling out that lasted for years DURING WHICH TIME DONNA PLAYED AND BEAT CAMERON’S VIDEO GAME THAT NO ONE ELSE COULD BEAT, BECAUSE SHE UNDERSTANDS CAMERON. and also Cameron lived with her and her family for months. and the series ends with Cameron excitedly telling her “I have an idea.” they’re gay your honor.

Buffy/Faith (BTVS) - this is the real answer to Bangel vs. Spuffy disc horse. But also genuinely I think they are intertwined in a very interesting way and that they kind of need each other.

Troy/Abed/Annie (Community) - they’re in love thanks no further comment

30. Top 5 off-screen relationships

I...don’t know what this means. I am interpreting it as “ships that maybe happened or could happen but the canon won’t tell you because they’re cowards”

Bobbi/Kara (AOS) - after all this time? ALWAYS!!!!!!!! I have Many Thoughts about Kara and I curse the writing decisions that killed her instead of keeping her around. and she and Bobbi should have fucked.

Dominic/DeWitt (Dollhouse) - I cannot believe that this wasn’t canon! They were so great and so tragic. This is also king and lionheart, now that I think of it.

Cisco/Caitlin (The Flash) - they’re just really cute and support each other so much and also I’m pretty sure their evil versions were fucking, soooooo

Thirteen/Yasmin (Doctor Who) - I haven’t seen the new season yet but I just think they’re cute and should kiss

Honey Lemon/Gogo (Big Hero 6) - there’s an entire episode of the cartoon about how they try to live together. these are lesbians

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foxydivaxx · 6 years ago

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TOP 10 DC YOUNG HEROES THAT DESERVE BETTER

I have noticed something and that is that the younger heroes do not get as much love as the older generation and are often stuck in their shadow and often times, do not get their own stories. I personally think it is unfair hence why I titled this post the way I did.

This young kids are as awesome as the older generation yet I feel that there is this conspiracy against them. These are the ones that suffered the most. (Note: All the young kid heroes have suffered enough at the hands of DC’s writers tbh)

10 Donna Troy

This lady is very underrated and part of the frustration regarding her has to do wit her confusing backstories. Like seriously DC, make up your damn minds?! Who is Donna Tory?! In case most of you aren’t aware, she is the second Wonder Girl after Diana (that is if you follow the Silver age mentality) But if you ignore the Silver age, that would make her the first Wonder Girl. Let’s not talk about New 52 that turned her into a bloodthirsty Amazon, a similar mistake they made with all the Amazons during that era.

9 Blue Beetle

This guy has a very interesting backstory and powers but for some reason DC sometimes does not know what to do with him. He was ok in Teen Titans but he lost all the steam he got come New 52 just like the other kids.

8 Cassie Sandsmark

A victim of bad writing alongside her fellow Wonder Girl Donna Troy. DC almost always make this one the bitch whereas in Young Justice which was responsible for fleshing her out, she was portrayed as a much nicer levelheaded person. Her run with Teen Titans (her earlier one by the way) was actually good and decent until they butchered her character with unnecessary angst following Superboy’s death and turned her into a bitch not just Post-crisis but also throughout most of New 52.

7 Static

One of my favourite black superheroes. Got introduced to him via that cartoon of his years ago and also I read some of the comics. Seriously he is underrated and needs to be pushed more.

6 Roy Harper

There is nothing more insulting than DC recently killing Roy off and in a very brutal way. Like come on DC, you can do better than that? What is the propaganda against the younger generation? Plus Roy was actually getting better for crying out loud.

5 Stephanie Brown and Cassandra Cain

I put this two together for one good reason; why did DC decide that it will be good to undo the character development they got and then shaft those two aside and then reinstate Barbara as Batgirl plus de-age Barbara? Could their shipping agenda have something to do with this? If that is the case, then that is fucked up. I have nothing against Barbara but she was much better as Oracle. Stephanie and Cass are awesome Batgirls and valuable members of the Batfamily in their own right but DC almost always forgets about them especially Cassandra.

4 Starfire

Speaking of Barbara, there is one other female that could do with some more exposure and character development and that is Dick Grayson’s other ex Starfire. She has spent enough time on Earth so why keep on writing like a fish out of water? By now, she should understand Earth’s customs well enough plus she can be a badass lady in her own right. Why drag her down and try to make her dumb bimbo when she is a very intelligent lady?

3 Wally West

Don’t get me started on this guy. He is an awesome guy for crying out loud and this is how DC treats him?! Like seriously they are dumb asses!! Wally is such a fan awesome character and I love reading stories with him not just for the humour but because I enjoy the bond he shares with the other heroes.

2 The Robins

All of them (gonna add Stephanie here folks) have been through hell. There is Dick whom DC are trying to force us to rename Ric after he got shot and lost his memories (Fuck you DC!!) There is Jason who is currently mentoring Damian and the two doing some not so nice things (Where did all that character development go?!) And there is Tim who is stuck in a limbo at the moment because they do not know what to do with him. Oh let us not get started with Stephanie and the injustice that she suffered. The quality of comic book writing has declined sharply and it is really frustrating and annoying.

1 In short every former and present Titan/Teen Titan/Young Justice member

Every single kid that has been a part of these teams have all suffered some sort of decay at the hands of the writers. That is why most fanfiction stories are often times better than the trash DC shoves down our throats.

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comics-patrol · 5 years ago

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Review: Wonder Woman Vol 7: War-Torn

Writer: Meredith Finch

Artist: David Finch

Continuity: New 52 (2011 September - 2016 May)

Series status: finished (this is 1 out of 3 volumes by this creative team but it continues on from the previous 6 volumes).

Recommended reading: New 52 WW, New 52 Justice League,

There’s enough exposition for this volume to work as a jumping on point for the Wonder Woman series. Reading Justice League could be useful for background on Diana’s relationship with the League members as they are featured heavily in War-torn. This is definitely recommended as there are many Justice League volumes and I’m not sure how the timelines of the two series sync up. (War-Torn was published between volume 6 and 7 of Justice League but that doesn’t necessarily mean anything for the timelines).

Premise: Diana is torn between responsibilities to her people and to the Justice League, as well as dealing with the fallout of her decisions which altered her life and Paradise Island in major ways.

My thoughts:

Story: 2.5*/5

Art: 3.5/5

Characters: 3/5

* Honestly I would give it a 3 if not for the thing with a certain character but more on that later.

Review:

Sometimes having low expectations is a good thing? I really wasn’t sure about this volume. Continuing with a series after a creative team change can be daunting. I loved the Azzarello/Chiang run so I took a break after finishing it, which I would recommend doing in general to make the change less jarring. Also, opinions on Meredith Finch’s run are mixed so I wasn’t exactly rushing to read it. (Even though I don’t give too much weight to how well-received a work is, I’m not completely impervious to negative opinions).

Overall it was fine. It’s a standard superhero story, not outstanding, not terrible, The conflict Diana feels was well realised and for the most part, she felt in character. I was a bit confused by her anger issues at the beginning. I have no issue with a female character being allowed to be angry and have flaws but it came out of nowhere (and her almost slicing poor Swamp Thing to bits was maybe a little much).

I have one big exception for the “it was fine” sentiment: the treatment of Donna Troy. She deserves better and I don’t understand the choice to bing her into the New 52 like this. At least her armour looks great?

The depiction of the Amazons and their negative feelings towards Diana were frustrating. I thought this was resolved in the previous story-arc and it wasn’t nuanced at all I hate when Amazons are portrayed as extremist man-haters, this story was leaning into it. Even if it was only a fraction and not all of them.

I feel torn (!) about the art. On one hand, I love the details and the colours. There are some beautiful panels and pages throughout like the one above. Still, Diana looks jarringly young, probably the youngest I’ve seen in a series that wasn’t about her youth. Sure, this version of Diana is younger due to the New 52 restarting everything but she’s an adult. This portrayal makes her look demure in a way I don’t think fits the character and goes against the story’s depiction of a Wonder Woman who has already been through a lot. Maybe it’s a stylistic choice and David Finch always draws faces like this? Certainly, the characters don’t have a distinct look, many of the faces look similar and kind of weird sometimes.

I was worried about the too common over-sexualization of women before reading War-Torn. Mostly based on the main cover, which depicts Diana in a sexy pose, complete with the unrealistically arched back. Juxtaposed with her looking underage, it’s disquieting to be honest. I would say the covers are the worst of it (hello, issue 38 cover) but there are times when female characters look like they are posing instead of standing or fighting. A couple of panels could have been drawn more tastefully (example below) but on the whole, it’s not bad.

A final thought: it’s great to see Wonder Woman written by a woman. Obviously, that doesn’t mean the volume is going to be (or has to be) an outstanding achievement of feminism or feminist at all, just because the author is female. Honestly, I didn’t notice a change in this aspect compared to the previous volumes. I’ve seen complaints about Brian Azzarello’s run having sexist elements or bad female representation, but I don’t agree. I also heard the same about this run, so far I don’t agree with that either, other than the depiction of the Amazons I mentioned earlier in the review. (To be fair, the previous run had that too.)

Apparently, this is also Meredith Finch’s first time writing superhero comics and it’s good debut. I’ll be continuing on with the next two volumes (and not just because I already have them :D).

#wonder woman #comics #comics review #dc comics #diana of themyscira #meredith finch #david finch #donna troy #new 52 #review

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judedeluca · 6 years ago

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Titans: Cakes and Confessions (RoyXDonna)

I’ve been trying to type something for #royharperbdayweek for the last few days, but I’ve been artblocked. I finally busted my ass and spent most of last night working on something I felt comfortable enough to finally post on here.

This takes place in a post-Rise of Arsenal, post-New 52, and post-Rebirth world where the DCU has started gaining a semblance of their real lives back after getting free of Dr. Manhattan’s brainwashing. It involves Roy, Lian, and Donna dealing with some emotions left over following Lian’s death and what Donna went through in Blackest Night.

There’s mention of Donna’s kids and Lian’s baby brother, and some chubby!Roy stuff.

Really hoping to hear some thoughts and inputs on this since I don’t normally write fan fics as long as this in one sitting.

It was a nice looking jack-o'-lantern. Not an angry or scary looking one, but not a silly, dopey-looking one either. Lian wanted to feel proud, but she had to get a second opinion. "Does it look okay, Donna?" Lian Harper asked her surrogate aunt, Donna Troy, as Donna finished cleaning the bowls and cups they'd just used. Donna wiped her hands on a dish towel before joining Lian's side. On the kitchen table there was a triple layer cake, covered in rich chocolate icing. Lian had just finished decorating the top of the cake with orange, green, and yellow butter cream frosting to make a pumpkin face. It smiled up at the young and younger women. "It looks wonderful, Lian." Donna said, patting Lian's back. "But it does look like a pumpkin, right?" Lian was unsure as she looked into her aunt's eyes. "You're not just saying that?" "You won't be getting false praise from me, honey." Donna commented, then kissed Lian on the top of her head. That made Lian believe Donna was speaking true. "I bet Daddy will love it." Lian mentioned. "I hope he does too." Donna added, as they had spent most of the afternoon baking the cake for Lian's father Roy, while also keeping an eye on Lian's baby brother Tommy. This weekend, Donna's ex-husband (Terry or Jerry or whatever his name is) had custody of their son Robbie and her stepdaughter Jennifer. So Donna convinced Roy to let her watch Lian and Tommy for the afternoon feeling he'd been doing a lot lately and could use some time to himself. It was entirely transparent she wanted time with Lian to do something for Roy while he was out of the house, but no one said anything. Tommy had just been fed and put down for a nap while Lian iced and decorated the cake. She insisted on doing it by herself to prove she could. "Well we both love all the other cakes and stuff you've been bringing over." Lian reminded Donna. "But thanks for letting me help with this." "It was my pleasure having you as a baking partner." Donna hugged the young girl. "I'm gonna go check on Tommy." But before Donna could leave the kitchen, Lian had a question she wanted to ask. A question that had been on her mind for a while. "Donna?" "Yes, Lian?" Donna stopped and turned to face Lian again. "Is everything okay?" Lian asked, a look of concern on her face. "Huh?" The question sort of caught Donna by surprise before Lian began talking. "You've been coming over a lot lately," Lian explained, "And I know you and Daddy aren't together-I mean, 'Together' together anymore. Are you alright?" "Don't worry about me, honey. I'm fine." Donna smiled. But Lian wasn't fully convinced. "Is it cuz of all that stuff that happened when I… you know." "No, Lian." Donna replied. "Well, how come you're over so much?" Lian continued. "Do you want me to stop coming over?" Donna asked. "No! I love having you over. And so does Daddy and I'm sure Tommy does as well if he could talk." Lian emphasized. Donna laughed a little before she spoke. "I just liking spending time with you guys, and I like cooking for you guys." Donna explained. "I'll say." Lian smirked, thinking about all the homemade sweets and stuff Donna had been leaving for Roy at their house, and at Titans Tower, and at Donna's place. Her dad especially seemed to really like them. And it was starting to show. "I'm gonna go check on your brother before your dad gets home. Okay?" Donna smiled at Lian. "Okay." Lian smiled back. But as Donna left the room, Lian's smile faded and the look of concern returned. She wasn't convinced at all. … "I'm home!" Roy called out from the front door. "Any wild and crazy parties or dead bodies better be taken care of by the time I step over the threshold!" He held two big bags of groceries in his arms, and one plastic bag containing takeout hanging around his wrist, as he entered the house when Lian came running out of the living room. "Daddy!" She threw her arms around her dad's waist and squeezed. "Etai Yazi!" Roy called back, which was Navajo for "Little Girl." "Gimme a sec," he said as he tried to place the reusable bags down on the side table in the hallway. He then kneeled down to Lian's level and gave her a big hug and kiss on her cheek. "Missed you." "Missed you more." Lian replied, kissing Roy's scruffy cheek. "And you didn't burn the house down while I was gone." Roy whistled. "I'm impressed." "Well I can be trusted not to burn the house down. Unlike some people." Lian folded her arms and gave her dad a pretend angry glare, referring to a certain incident Roy had while Lian was… away. "True, true. You're certainly more trustworthy than I am." Roy conceded as he stood up. "We all know you're the responsible one, though I don't know where you get it from." "Oh and, guess what?" Lian asked. "What?" "Boop." Lian poked at his belly button, sticking out after his shirt came untucked. "Hey!" Roy shooed her off as he tucked his shirt back in. "Well it's your own fault for getting fat." Lian smugly informed him. "I know, I know," Roy smirked. "I'm gross." "Nah, you're not." Lian hugged her dad again. "Whatdja do while we were here?" Lian asked. "I took care of some stuff at Titans Tower, then I did some shopping. No big deal." "Come look what me and Donna did while you were out!" Lian began to pull her dad into the kitchen, bumping into Donna who was coming out of the first floor bathroom. "Hi Mr. Speedy." Donna said as she hugged Roy. "Hi Ms. Wonder Girl." Roy replied. "You guys have fun?" "Always." "Surprise!" Lian practically shoved the cake in Roy's face. "You guys made this together?" Roy asked as Donna took the cake from Lian. "Does it look good?" Lian asked. "It looks great!" Roy messed up Lian's hair before turning his attention to Donna again. "But what's the occasion?" Donna shrugged, acting like it was no big deal. "No occasion, just wanted to do something nice while you had the day to yourself." Was the convenient explanation she gave. "I did the icing myself, and I put the pumpkin on it since it's almost Halloween." Lian revealed. "It's chocolate and spice." "I really don't know what I did to deserve you two." Roy kissed Lian on the cheek and then Donna. "You're spoiling me." "I can put these away if you wanna check in on Tommy." Donna offered as she set the grocery bags on the kitchen counter. "It's cool, I can do it." Roy reached over, but Donna playfully slapped his hand away. "No no, go see Tommy." Donna insisted. "He wasn't any trouble today, was he?" Roy asked. "Not at all." "I'll go with you, Daddy." Lian joined her father. The two Harpers headed upstairs to where Tommy Harper, nee Blake, the youngest member of the family slept. Roy quietly opened the door and stuck his head inside to see Lian's baby brother sleeping soundly in his crib. "I hate leaving him alone." Roy sighed as he closed the door. "It's cool dad, we had fun with Donna." Lian explained. "But, um…" Roy saw the look on Lian's face and knew what she was referring to. "She didn't tell you what was wrong, did she." Roy guessed. Lian sighed. "No." Lian shook her head. "But she's sad about something, Daddy. I saw it when I asked her what was wrong. It was like when you used to tell me you were okay, even though you weren't." "Damn it." Roy muttered to himself. "I'm sorry." Lian apologized. "It's okay, peanut. You didn't do anything wrong." Roy reassured her. For the last couple of months, Donna had been acting strange. But then it had been a strange couple of years for a variety of reasons and they were only just returning to a semblance of their old lives. Their REAL lives. Probably the strangest things had been how Roy was brainwashed into thinking Jason Todd was his best friend, and Donna had been replaced by a doppelganger who then gave her life to save Donna. With Roy and Donna back on the Titans with their friends Dick, Wally, and Garth, things felt real for the first time in a long time, even before the world had been gutted inside out. It was like someone had engineered a string of tragedies to make them as miserable as possible before killing them. Now they were all alive and healthy, and so were their kids and loved ones. Yet Donna had started becoming… not clingy, but, was motherly the right word? Overeager? It seemed that way to Roy and Lian, and to a lesser extent Tommy. Admittedly, he was a new addition to the Harper household after Roy learned of his existence and rescued him from Tommy and Lian's mom a few months ago. Donna seemed to worry a lot if Roy was eating enough, and had been showering father and daughter Harper in a variety of baked snacks and treats. Cakes, cookies, pies, even these delectable pomegranate pastries Donna learned of from her sister Diana. Roy was certainly enjoying them more than Lian was, since Donna saw more of the older Harper than the younger one. If he had to stay late at the Tower, she had food ready for a late night snack. If he was arriving early in the morning, there was breakfast in case he skipped the meal. It certainly explained how Roy had put on such a significant amount of weight and developed a noticeable belly on his large archer frame. Roy could sense SOMEthing was bothering Donna, as this type of behavior was new. Oh sure, Donna had long doted on Lian as if she was her daughter. But baking and preparing meals hadn't really been something she was interested in. Roy and Lian weren't ungrateful, but they wanted to know what the problem was. He kept trying to ask her if she wanted to talk, but she smiled and said she was fine. The way she said it, Roy could recognize a slight trace of sadness. Then she'd hurry off to do something else, a mission or monitor duty or something with her sister Diana and the Amazons. Lian recognized it too, but she was always a perceptive child and probably noticed before Roy did. They began to feel guilty that Donna was doing all this for them and asking for nothing. Maybe they were imagining things and she was trying to be friendly. But maybe not. That was why Roy had caved in so easily when Donna suggested he take a day for himself and let her watch the kids. He'd agreed with Lian that she would try to ask Donna what was on her mind without him in the vicinity. "What are we gonna do, daddy? I hate seeing her like this." Lian admitted. "I should've gotten Dick and the others to help," Roy said more to himself, "but I didn't want to put her on the spot in front of everyone." "But she hasn't been acting weird with them, right?" Lian asked. "It's just us, for some reason." "Yeah…" Roy furrowed his brow, trying to think. … Downstairs in the kitchen, Donna had finished putting away the rest of the food in the fridge when Roy tapped her on the shoulder. "What'd you pick up for dinner?" Donna turned and asked him. "I got some chicken and rice with plantains from this place near the supermarket." Roy explained. "But hey, before we eat…" "Yes?" Roy sighed. "Donna, I want you to please tell me what's wrong." Roy asked his teammate and best friend. "You sound just like Lian a little while ago." Donna laughed. "You guys worry too much. Can't I do something nice for one of my best friends and his daughter? Is that so strange?" "No, but I mean," Roy scratched the back of his head as he tried to come up with the right words. He should've been direct to begin with, but feared he was over thinking things. He trusted Lian's judgment, though. "I remember you don't like it when everyone expects you to act like their mom. So Lian and I, we were both wondering if you're really okay doing all this. The baking, cooking." "Roy-" Donna was about to begin before Roy cut her off. "Hey, I'm not complaining or anything. Aside that I'm gonna need some bigger clothes, of course." Roy smiled and patted his new belly. "I appreciate all the stuff you've done and how you're trying to look out for me and my kids. But I feel like I'm taking advantage of you, and that isn't even the main thing I'm worried about. Donna, Lian and I both think something's going on with you. Please, if something's wrong I wanna help. We both do." Donna wasn't sure what to say, Roy's green eyes locked on her blue ones. "Please? Tell me what's wrong?" Donna hesitated and looked away from Roy and Lian. She scratched her arm. "It's… it's silly, really." There was a little tremble in Donna's voice. "Well look, why don't we eat dinner first, and then you can tell the two of us what's on your mind over that cake you and Lian made. Promise?" … Donna wasn't sure whether or not to look forward to the talk after dinner, which was something of an event when Tommy absolutely refused to eat unless Donna was the one to feed him. Roy had barely eaten anything as he struggled to get his stepson to budge a little on the subject of mashed carrots. Lian was happy to get dinner AND a show, until Tommy swatted his food in Lian's direction. After Tommy finally settled down, had his bath, and was told a Navajo legend to get to sleep, Roy, Donna, and Lian sat in the living room with coffee and cake (and milk for Lian since she didn't need the caffeine AND sugar). Roy sat in the middle of the couch with Donna and Lian flanking him on both sides. "So, tell us what's bothering you, Donna." Roy got straight to the point. "Am I gonna have another baby brother, Daddy?" Lian wondered. "Is that why you're so unhappy Donna?" Donna practically choked on her cake. "Ahaha! No, Lian, nothing like that." Donna assured Lian. "I figured," Lian sighed, pinching her dad's side. "But I was hoping he was eating for two." "Hey now-!" Roy almost dropped his plate as he squirmed. "It's cool daddy, I like you better this way." Lian giggled. "You make the best pillow when we stay up late watching movies and you're a lot happier than you were before." "True. So thanks for that, Donna." The three of them set everything down on the coffee table before they began to really talk. Donna looked down at her hands, folded in her lap, as Roy and Lian aimed their attention solely on her. "I know my behavior has been bizarre lately-" Donna started. "I wouldn't call it 'bizarre'-" Roy added. "But with all the ridiculousness of the past few years and how badly things went for all of us," Donna began to list the horrible things everyone went through, "Prometheus, the Black Lanterns, the Villains for Hire, and then the time Barry Allen and Dr. Manhattan stole from us, I've been feeling… I-I guess I'd call it regret." "Regret?" Roy was confused, wondering what she was referring to, "For what?" Donna looked at Lian before she spoke again. "Lian," Donna felt uncomfortable just remembering what happened, "You know about what happened after you…" "Died?" Lian finished. Roy and Donna both winced. Her death. One of the most painful moments of Roy's life. A senseless accident that was a harbinger for what felt like an eternity of unhappiness for both the Harpers and their extended family. "Um. Yeah. I-I do." Lian reluctantly confirmed. "The last time your dad and I spoke before things got really bad, at your, um," God Donna hated everything right now, "Funeral. It wasn't great." "I know about that too." Lian revealed rather somberly. She knew about the awful things her father had screamed at Donna regarding the deaths of her own children. How he'd accused her of "Whoring in space" with Kyle Rayner while her son died in a car crash. Which absolutely wasn't true, by the way. "Looking back on it, I've felt, yes, what your dad said to me was really out of line, but I shouldn't have let that stop me from trying to help." Donna was now referring to how almost everyone in Roy's life had completely, utterly failed at trying to help him deal with Lian's death. Even with how aggressive he'd turned in the most recent days after Lian died, the lack of empathy most of Roy's friends had given was astonishing. It hurt worse because it turned out more had been going on than everyone assumed, which they would've noticed had they really paid attention to Roy's behavior. "Donna-" "No. Please let me get this off my chest." Donna stood and seated herself in a chair away from Roy and Lian, so she could get a better look at them as she spoke. "I've been wondering about if maybe, if I'd tried harder to reach out to you Roy, when you started slipping, then maybe things wouldn't have reached the point they did. I've seen how much you've worked towards making it up to Lian, and how hard you've been trying with Tommy. I feel like if I'd been more help back then, you wouldn't have needed to work so hard now." "I didn't 'slip,' Donna," Roy firmly told her, owning up to his actions, "I did drugs, called you a whore, tried to kill Dick and Mia, and joined Deathstroke's fake Titans because I was angry and using Lian as an excuse to justify all the crap I pulled." "I'm not trying to absolve you of the stuff you did Roy-" "He's been doing his best for me and Tommy!" Lian interjected, almost pleaded, to Donna, to immediately make her feel better and end this unbearable moment. "And I help with Tommy too! Plus I already forgave him for all that, a-and he apologized to Uncle Dick and Mia, anyway!" "It's alright, Etai Yazi." Roy tried to soothe her. "I'm sorry, is what I'm trying to say. I didn't do enough to help after Lian died. When Robbie and Jen passed away, I-I don't even want to get into some of the stuff that went through my head. You wanna believe part of me hated you, Roy? Because you still had Lian and I barely saw Robbie at that point after the divorce? I should've been more forgiving after that argument." "And so you've been worrying so much lately, doing all that cooking and baking…?" "I wanted to do something more tangible to show I care and that I wanted to make up for it." Donna finally admitted. "I've been trying to pay attention. It's easy to say stuff about doing everything I can to help, but I figured this was the best way to show it." Roy and Lian looked at each other and then looked at Donna. "Well, I've been trying." Donna sighed and sank back in the chair. No one said anything for a minute that seemed to last hours, before Roy stood up. "Donna, can you stand up please?" Roy extended his hand towards her. "Huh?" "Come on, up and at 'em." Roy said. As Donna took Roy's hand, he pulled her into a tight embrace as Lian stood behind Donna and placed her hands around her waist." "Listen Wonder Chick," Roy began, "you've got nothing to be sorry about and nothing to apologize for. I heard about what happened with the Black Lanterns, and you'd have been totally justified for taking my head off after what I said." Roy referred to the nightmarish ordeal where Donna encountered a zombified version of son, whom she tried to kill in order to stop. It didn't work, and what she did continued to haunt Donna even though Robbie was alive again. "Yeah, I would have and he's my dad." Lian agreed. "Even before I found out, I didn't blame you for anything. You didn't do anything wrong. It's not right for you to blame yourself when you needed help too after what you went through. And I'm sorry I made you feel like you had to make it up to us." Donna wasn't sure what to say. "Come on, I hate seeing so unhappy. What can I do to make you feel better?" "Yeah, what can WE do?" Lian corrected. Donna relaxed, and smiled. Roy and Lian let go and she sighed, a sigh of relief instead of unhappiness. There'd been too much sighing today. "For starters, next weekend you can make breakfast for me, Robbie, and Jen when she visits." Donna joked, then sniffed and wiped away a tear from her eye. "And then the six of us, Tommy included, can spend the afternoon baking at the Tower." Donna mused. "Snickerdoodles, peanut?" Roy conspired with Lian, taking Donna totally seriously. "Roy I'm ki-" "How about something with macadamia nuts?" Lian wondered. "No good, Jen's allergic to nuts." Roy surprised Donna by mentioning that since she wasn't aware he knew of her children's allergies. "Okay then snickerdoodles!" Lian declared. "Does that help?" Roy asked Donna, mock pouting with puppy dog eyes. "Snickerdoodles?" "You're both such dorks." Donna held his hand. "Well, DUH." Both Harpers said. "Besides, I'm the Titan who's supposed to be constantly ashamed of themselves." Roy joked. "It's kind of my whole shtick, in case you hadn't noticed." "Yeah, stop stealing my dad's shtick!" Lian ordered. "It's all he has going for him. It's bad enough you made him fat!" "Yeah, it's bad enough you made me fat!" Roy parroted his daughter. That was too much for Donna and she started to laugh, and laugh, and laugh.

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bluboothalassophile · 7 years ago

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Hey blu! I absolutely love your srories. Could you plz write about bruce wanting to see jason and raven together as a couple even though they still friends?

Hello,

I’m so glad to hear you love the stories! And I hope you continue to enjoy them! As to your request, it was difficult because I don’t see Bruce being much of a ‘shipper’ but I hope you enjoy it all the same! =)

Subtlety is Needed…

Bruce would be honest, he was not one to ‘ship’ his sons. Ordaughters. On second thought, he tried not to ‘ship’ his children in general.

There were significant others that he disapproved of: Kori, Conner,Stephanie, Claire, Rene, Shawn, Zatanna, etc.

But he was a father and disapproving of his children’sprospective others was a needed attribute to being a father. And though hewould never get in the way of his children’s own true happiness.

Take Dick for example. Bruce would have preferred his son tomarry Barbara, settle down, keep himself here in Gotham where Bruce could keepan eye on him. But, Dick had married Kori instead, and had given Bruce twoamazing grandchildren. He adored Jake and Mar'i, they were perfect, and nothingwould ever change Bruce’s mind about their perfection. Also, he had come to bequite fond of his daughter-in-law, though Kori had earned that on her own andnot through her children. She also (though Bruce would NEVER admit this aloud!)made him believe that there was such a thing for soul mates in this world, sheand Dick were simply made for each other, and that was plainly obvious.

And while Bruce was happy for his son’s happiness, he wasalso still wary about his other children’s significant others.

Tim was engaged to Conner Kent at the moment, Tim had comeout as asexual a few years back, and that had been a whirlwind of research andunderstanding for him and his other family members. But Bruce’s dislike ofConner was not that Conner was Conner, but rather that Conner was a halfKryptonian and could easily break his son.

Bruce’s problem with his children was not them getting theirhappiness, they deserved the happiness, but his problem was in them falling inlove with very dangerous, much stronger than them, aliens, magicians, metas anddemons alike.

Even now, his youngest was dating a meta, and that unsettledBruce greatly; though Irey was an alright kid and he found himself worriedthough for Damian and the possible dangers of a meta.

However, there was an exception to Bruce’s obsessiveworries; and really, this person should not be an exception because she was themost powerful demon in the universe. But as far as he knew there was nothingpast platonic friendship between his son and the demon. That didn’t seem tostop him and the rest of his children, from hoping that Jason and Raven wouldget together.

Jason had dated some terrible women, and yes, Bruce knew allabout his son’s dating life. Including Talia as she blurted that out once whenshe had been injected with truth serum. Jason had remained mum on the subjectthough. Bolting at the mention of it and didn’t talk about it to anyone; exceptpossibly Raven.

Jason had dated Rose Wilson, and while Rose was a nice girlshe was not right for HIS son.

Jason’s brief fling had probably been a ‘fuck you’ to Dick,and not one that the family acknowledged either.

Kori and Jason were still very good friends, and solidplatonically; Bruce kept a close eye on them just in case.

The same could probably be said about Jason’s romanticrelations with Barbara too; though she had happily married Luke Fox now, still,Jason’s tastes in women were thus far unimpressive.

Then there had been Kara, she was sweet, but she was a Superand she wasn’t right for Jason at all. Bruce had seen to a subtle sabotagethere with the help of Tim and Dick.

Jason had then proceeded to prove why he could not andshould not be trusted with his own love life: he dated Donna Troy. Donna whohappened to be hopelessly and irrevocably in love with Jason’s best friend, RoyHarper. Even Bruce could see the disaster in that. Even as he sadly watched hisson’s heart get crushed in a fiery wreck when it was announced that Donna hadbeen using Jason to make Roy jealous. The blow out from that was legendary,even noticed by the Justice League.

But when Jason had met Raven all those years ago, before hehad dated Kara or Rose, or Donna, they had simply clicked in a quiet way thatBruce hadn’t ever seen Jason click with another being.

And while Bruce was less than thrilled that it was the demonof all creatures that Jason had clicked with he would admit that he just wantedthem to happen. Just let it happen, let Jason be happy, and Raven clearly made Jasonhappy.

So he was subtly rooting for the demoness who was admittedlymaking this more challenging.

But there was hopes, as Raven had worse taste in selectingsignificant others as Jason did.

Which brought Bruce to where he was right now, he wassitting there sipping his morning coffee, looking over the Wayne Gala plans,and skimming over the stocks when Jason (a rare night that he had stayed)walked in grumbling about coffee.

“You are coming to the Wayne Gala,” Bruce said looking up.

“Hm? Oh, yeah, a mark will be there,” Jason shrugged.

“You should bring someone,” Bruce replied.

“It’s work, not a date,” Jason scowled. “Else I wouldn’t begoing to that shindig at all!”

“Why don’t you bring a friend, it is a Gala,” Brucepersisted.

“And who would I bring who’s not going to get in the way ofmy job?” Jason asked sipping his coffee now.

“There’s many options, your Amazon friend, Artemis, Raven, Stephanie,Roy, Mirimanyone you would like,” Bruce pointed out.

“You don’t like metas in Gotham, I don’t think you’d like ademon, Steph is going with Cass, and you banished Roy from the Manor last year,”Jason rattled off.

“Bring someone,” Bruce persisted.

“Why are you in a stint about this now? It’s not important,I won’t be there as Jason Todd, I’m there as Jason Peters, I don’t need a date!”Jason said.

“Bring someone Jason, it’d look better.”

“Fine, I’ll call Raven,” Jason groaned as he walked out and Brucesipped his coffee in a small victory.

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