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[australiahoverboard]

Elevate the Fun: Exploring the Greatest Hoverboard Accessories Kids Can’t Resist

Hey there, adventurous parents and thrill-seeking kids! If your little ones are hoverboard enthusiasts, you know the joy they experience when zipping around the neighbourhood on their self-balancing scooters. But what if I told you there’s a whole world of excitement waiting for them with the best hoverboard attachments? Yes, you heard it right! Let’s dive into the universe of Hoverboard Accessories, from chargers to carry bags and stylish skins & covers.

Charging Up the Fun: Hoverboard Charger

We all know the feeling of disappointment when the hoverboard’s battery runs out mid-adventure. Fear not! The Hoverboard Charger is here to the rescue. With faster charging times and enhanced durability, this accessory ensures your kids spend more time riding and less time waiting. Say goodbye to long charging breaks and hello to uninterrupted fun!

On-the-Go Convenience: Hoverboards Carry Bags

Now that your little daredevils are fully charged, they need a stylish and practical way to carry their self-balancing scooters. Enter the Hoverboards Carry Bags. These bags are not just for transportation; they’re a fashion statement! With various designs and sizes, your kids can express their personalities while keeping their hoverboards safe and sound. It’s like having a personal hoverboard chauffeur in the form of a trendy bag!

Stylish Shields: Hoverboards Skins & Covers

Who said hoverboards can’t be fashion-forward? Elevate your kids’ ride with Hoverboards Skins & Covers. From vibrant colors to cool patterns, these skins add a touch of personal flair to their self-balancing scooters. It’s not just about protection; it’s about making a statement. Let your kids stand out and showcase their unique style as they cruise through the streets.

Hoverboard Handle Bar: Take Control with Confidence

Unleash a new level of stability and maneuverability with our Hoverboard Handle Bar. Crafted for 6.5-inch to 10-inch electric scooters, this sleek accessory transforms your hoverboard into a versatile, easy-to-handle ride. The adjustable handlebar provides a secure grip, allowing riders of all ages to maintain balance effortlessly.

Safety Helmet for Hoverboards: Ride in Style, Protect in Pink

Safety meets style with our Safety Helmet for Hoverboards in a vibrant pink color. Engineered for optimal head protection, this helmet is the perfect fusion of fashion and function. The adjustable straps guarantee a snug fit, ensuring comfort without compromising safety.

Whether you’re a beginner or a seasoned rider, our Safety Helmet provides peace of mind, safeguarding you from unexpected falls and collisions. Ride confidently, knowing you have the best protection on your side.

Conclusion: Elevate the Hoverboard Experience

There you have it, folks – a whirlwind tour of the best hoverboard accessories that will take your kids’ riding experience to new heights. From chargers that minimize downtime to stylish carry bags and attention-grabbing skins & covers, these accessories redefine hoverboarding.

Ready to level up the fun? Head over to our Hoverboard Accessories page and explore the collections that suit your kids’ personalities. Don’t just let them ride; let them ride in style!

So, what are you waiting for? Buckle up, hoverboard enthusiasts, and let the adventures begin! Share your thoughts in the comments below and spread the joy by sharing this article with fellow hoverboard enthusiasts. Happy riding!

[thekitsunesiren]

Dc x Dp #46

"I'm transferring you all to another branch to focus on your teamwork." Batman announced to the Young Justice League out of nowhere.

The news surprised the whole group. They've been together for quite sometime and had gotten alone just fine. Sure, they had disagreements here and there, but that wasn't enough for them to need more training, was it?

"We've been officially working together for a long time. Why do we need teamwork training now?" Robin asked, being brave enough to talk to the well feared vigilante that many were fearful to speak against.

Batman said nothing as he scrolled through the tablet in hand, obviously searching for something.

"Because you still have problems with your teamwork. You need the help of another team your age to get a better view point of what you're doing wrong. And hopefully you'll be able to learn about the different type of enemies

"Wait, wait, wait! Our age? You mean there's another team that we didn't know about?" Kid Flash asked, the news obviously being a surprise to him.

This news was a surprise to everyone in the group. All of them thought that they were the only young heroes that worked under the Justice League.

Finding what he was looking for, Batman opened a file and the team looked at the large photo that appeared on the screen. The photo contained four teens, just around their age if not older or younger.

One was a black teen with a red beanie, and Robin was surprised to see the bulky tech in his hands that he was using. What kind of outdated tech was this team using?

Next to him was a goth looking girl with raven black hair wearing a black short with a black and green plaid skirt. Her face was concentrated into a stern glare that gave Wally the shivers. The gun that she held in her hand didn't help either.

There was another girl as well. Her black hair down and resting against her shoulders. Said shoulders and the rest of her body covered by a black and red suit with a hoverboard against her feet and another strange weapon in her hand. A gun maybe? Red Arrow was curious to see her aim when moving on that board.

And the last kid wasn't standing. He was floating. With snow white hair and green eyes that seemed to glow everytime they looked at the photo. He looked to be around the same age as the other three, but he wore a black jumpsuit with white boots, gloves, and belt. On his belt rested a thermos? Superboy didn't see how such a scrawny thing could be of any threat.

One thing was similar was that how all of the humans eyes seemed to glow. Almost as bright as the- metas'? Aliens? -did.

"These are the members of Young Justice: Dark. They have been under the Leagues employment for three months, but they've been working on their own for almost two years and managed to stop several world ending disasters dealing with the supernatural."

The statement from Batman shocked the team. Them? On their own for two years fighting against the supernatural? Surely he was joking?!

"But-how? We've never heard of them, and they were world ending, we should've known about it." Robin argued.

"Because they've never left the threats leave their town." Came Batmans clipped reply. "There have been a few close calls, but all of them have been handled. As for why the League wasn't aware, there was interference that stopped the League from knowing about Amity Park. This is the team that took our place."

This was the team? Two years unsupervised against supernatural threats that they didn't know about and they still remained uncovered? Just how strong was this team?

"I'm assigning your next mission to work under them. For the time being they will be your superiors and you will follow their instructions if you come into contact with any enemy. Do not go against their orders or else it will be dire. With this, you will learn about threats stronger than you have faced and better yourselves as a team. Do not mess this up."

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Multiverse Police

I've seen the idea that GIW is actually SCP foundation somewhere, and lately, I've been thinking a lot about Fenton Happy Ending, so I bring you this. Behold, GIW/SCP, Team Phantom, and Fentons are working all together, and the whole wide multiverse fears them.

So, a giant green Lazarus Pit that looks more like a vortex than an actual Pit randomly opens in, say, Ohio. Because I heard a lot of weird shit happens in Ohio. The world is worried, JL gets sent there, but they are not exactly sure of what to do with it. Nothing comes out of it, and, well, no one is volunteering to just jump inside it - Batman made everyone read his files on Lazarus Waters, and they are reasonably wary.

But then a thing appears literally out of thin air on top of it. It looks like a spaceship, kind of, but more sci-fi than what real spaceships look like. And before anyone says anything, a large green - Lazarus green - dome appears, effectively covering both the ship and the Pit and cutting the heroes off.

The heroes are Confused (tm). And worried. And no one has an idea of what the fuck is going on, for all they know it could be some kind of yet another alien invasion.

Then, two figures on the hoverboards - one read and one teal - come out of the ship, flying over the Pit. They are followed by drones, and they all look like they are... scanning the Pit? A few more people, wearing black visors and shiny white suits that look like they are packed with all kinds of tech, slide down on the ropes straight inside the Pit. It sure looks like they are very familiar with it and have a good idea of what they are doing, working as a team.

One of the figures on the hoverboard, the one in a teal suit, notices the heroes on the other side of the green dome. She - because both of them look feminine enough - slows down and flies down to the ground, landing in front of Superman and taking off her helmet. It reveals a rather young, no older than twenty years old girl with fiery red hair tied in a bun, with eyes the same color as her suit. She smiles at them.

"Hi, you must be the Justice League?" She asks politely, and as Superman gives her a nod just out of surprise at her friendly attitude, she touches her ear, "Mom, this is DC sector universe. Pretty sure it's not a dimension we've been before, though." She turns back to Superman, "You don't recognize any of this, do you?"

Batman intervenes before Supes has the time to answer, "Who are you?"

The girl nods and taps her ear again, "Yeah, they definitely don't know us. So mark it as either an unfamiliar dimension or an unfamiliar timeline." Then she turns to Batman and smiles.

"You can call us interdimensional police. And since all the Batmans we ever encountered never believed us, I'm going to send you a copy of the files your other versions complied all together, so you can read and add more if you feel like it."

She touches her wrist computer, and, a few moments later, Batman's comm comes online with Oracle's voice:

"B, I'm getting a shit ton of files on... Multiverse Law Enforcement?.. out of nowhere. What's going on?"

Now, JL is baffled. Some of them - Flashes and Bats, for example - knew there was a whole wide multiverse going on, but to learn the multiverse has police? That's new.

Meanwhile, the redhead continues:

"The green thing behind me is a natural portal to the Infinite Realms, the dimension between dimensions. Which is really not what is supposed to be happening, so we are in the process of fixing it. It will take from ten minutes to a few hours, depending on what's on the other side, but the portal will be gone soon, and then I'll have to ask you some questions."

"Questions about what?" Asks Flash, and the girl waves her hand in the air.

"Oh, well, about the portals? If one so big is opening up, it means a few smaller ones had to exist in this dimension already. Our tech is not picking them up if they are smaller than a certain size, but you must have seen them before. I believe in the DC sector, you call them Lazarus Pits? We can take care of them later, too."

The second hoverboarder flies closer to them and revs her engine.

"Jazz, talk to them later, Tucker and Agents are done. Fentons are about to get Dannies down, so you need to either come up or leave the shield."

The girl - Jazz - looks surprised.

"Dan, too?"

"Yeah, it's the Toothy Jungle on the other side. They wanted to ask Ember, but, eh, what's her guitar gonna do to plants, even if they are sentient?" The red hoverboarder shrugs, and Jazz tilts her head, looking back to the heroes.

"I think I'll stay with them. You know it gets violent when Dan goes down, so people get antsy about us. I don't want to give the wrong impression."

The other girl huffs, but doesn't argue.

"Okay. Get out of the shield, then, and for Ancients sake, keep your comm open. Danny has an aneurysm every time you turn it off." With that, she flies away, back to the ship, and Jazz taps her hoverboard so it folds down into a hexagon shape no bigger than a backpack. Then, she steps through the shield, joining the JL on the other side of it.

"Are you not scared we might take you hostage?" Asks Wonder Woman just out of curiosity, and Jazz smiles pleasantly at her.

"Don't judge a girl by her looks. I don't want to brag, but I did fist fight Superman once and won."

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So basically, after Amity Park got sucked into Infinite Realms, the whole town just kind of collectively decided they like it there. And somehow they reached a happily ever after with both Danny's reveal to his parents and GIW, and then Clockwork showed up and was like, you guys want human food supply, running water and electricity, right? Well, I can do that, and so much more, you can be the ultimate perfect town. And for the price? You gonna go on adventures from time to time and fix the multiverse when shit hits the fan in various dimensions and universes. Doesn't that sound like fun?

And Amity Park, who's seen so much weird stuff over the years that it greatly affected their idea of common sense, goes yeah, that does sound fun! Let's go, people!

So here they are, appearing in different universes and doing damage control. They are, like, the superheroes for superheroes.

I'm probably going to write a part 2 to it, I want to show off Danny and Dan and Dani too. Halfas on the loose, JL is mildly concerned and kind of scared, and Jazz is just like yeah, that's just another regular Tuesday :)

I love Jazz being a badass, yes. Also, if you didn't get it, the other one on the hoverboard is Val, the drones are controlled by Tucker, and the people on the ropes are GIW agents.

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[jinns-arcane-feverdream]

Protective Steb headcanon

Oh, our boy is so protective. Most of the time subtly, but other times…he makes sure people know their boundaries

Whenever you’re together in public, he always has an arm around your waist, on the small of your back, is holding your hand, has his arm looped with yours, etc. He is always in contact with part of you while you’re out and about together

If you go sit at a bar, he keeps a hand on your thigh, around your waist, around your shoulders, or on top of your hand at all times

If you visit him while he’s on duty, he can’t be seen touching you, and it hurts him. Physically. His heart aches to just wrap his pinky around yours, just the littlest of contact would soothe him. You tease him though, and make sure no one is looking before giving him a quick peck on the cheek before giggling and walking away, leaving him a flustered mess

At night, he always wants to hold you. He also always sleeps on the side where the door is closest to. If someone breaks in, they’ll have to get through him to get to you

If someone hurts you? He deals with them. He’s not a violent man, and he doesn’t speak much unless absolutely necessary (or if he’s alone with you), but he will yell and threaten them for you. If they had actually attacked you? Well, he’s not going to be the one leaving with bruises, he’ll be giving them out

Of course, he has special privileges to get away with that, being an enforcer and all (fuck the police…literally in this case)

If you’re at a bar and need to go to the bathroom and it’s just the two of you and no friends? He grabs your drink and covers the top while escorting you to the bathroom. And he doesn’t move until you come out, and he walks you back to your spot

If you’re from the undercity and one of his coworkers makes a snide joke about you, he’s quick to shut it down and have them moved to a different company/group/location

He might be a medic and can treat your wounds, but he’s always insisting you wear as much protection as possible when you do recreational activities, such as riding on a hoverboard or jumping/climbing around buildings

If you’re walking together and he sees a drunken group, or a creepy looking person, or just someone/people that look like they might try something bad, he moves you to the opposite side and keeps an arm around you, and once you’re past, he has you walk in front in case they try to come up behind you

He’s very paranoid over your safety and does anything and everything he can to ensure you’re safe

[often-daydreaming]

Secrets

He wasn't spying or sneaking around or anything really. Well, not right now at least. Tim was only trying to look for Co-, Superboy. He was looking for Superboy for very heroic reasons that didn't involve a lunch date. It was a meeting. A really important meeting Superboy was running late for. That was his only intention for searching some of the more secluded parts of the Watchtower after Dick had mentioned seeing Conner helping out in one of the lower areas. Really, that was it, he truly didn't mean to witness what seemed to be a very private moment going on in one of the smaller garden areas that were rarely ever used.

However, as he saw the scene unfolding right in front of his eyes, he couldn't help but regard it with a little bit of curiosity.

Because Bart wasn't supposed to be up here. He'd been busy all day judging from some of the reports coming in but there he was, sitting on one of the benches and just watching the view of space with Phantom, the mysterious new hero that had recently appeared in Central a few months ago.

He was human or at the very least human adjacent with tech that was years ahead of everyone else on the planet and that was mostly guessing since he rarely used anything besides a few gadgets and his hoverboard that could easily break the sound barrier. Nobody knew if he had anything else or how advanced it all was since he refused to let anyone else touch his gear. Phantom even went out of his way to get patents to cover everything he used after too many people started annoying him about it.

B didn't like it. He didn't like the idea of one person having so many unknowns in their file but Bart had been the first to jump to Phantom's defence with the rest of his family and the Arrows joining in and quickly shutting down any sort of investigation.

Dinah had been ready to take a swing at Bruce over the issue and since then they'd gone out of their way to keep Phantom away from any and every member of the Bat family but here he was just talking with Bart who was quietly leaning against his side, his expression very, very different from normal. He didn't have his usual grin or an easy-going smile. Bart just... he looked so sleepy.

It was probably the first time Tim had seen it outside of the aftermath of an invasion or some major reality ending incident that left everyone completely drained but even then Bart always seemed to have a sort of bottomless energy like nothing could keep him down for long. But seeing him like this he just looked so relaxed, like he could fall asleep any second now.

Tim's racing thoughts were momentarily cut off when he watched on as Phantom pulled out a pocket watch of all things, the casing shimmering and the inside glowing a dark Lazarus green that almost had him rushing forward before he stopped himself, his finger hovering over one of the alarms as he continued to watch the pair.

He couldn't see what they were looking at from the way they were angled so he continued to watch on as Bart leaned more of his weight against Phantom's side looking like he was close to falling asleep.

They were chatting, mumbling in hushed words he couldn't place. He should know it though. Something inside him twitched at the alien like words they were sharing like an itch he couldn't scratch.

It sounded a bit otherworldly in nature maybe even a bit magical but still so soft with every small gesture Phantom and Bart made for each other. None of it was over the top but each movement was considerate of the other, eyes and hands lingered, their smiles growing just that bit sweeter the longer they talked and it intrigued Tim more and more the longer it went on and they got more comfortable.

With his hood pulled back and his mask off he could see a portion of Phantom's face and noticed the faint traces of worried lines on his forehead. He was prime adoption bait and a small part of Tim felt like he was being rude for spying on them like this, but another part which was huge and overpowering, desperately wanted to know everything they were hiding.

Phantom let out a sigh before he said something again, then Bart's shoulders shook the tiniest bit, a small laugh echoing across the garden before he finally took Phantom's hand interlocking their fingers together. Bart whispered something in whatever odd language they were using and Phantom responded with a low murmur. They stayed like that for a moment, conversing with soft voices that Tim couldn't hear anymore which was to be expected. Everyone knew B was recording everything up here in the Watchtower and with how far out of the way the two of them were it was clear nobody else was meant to overhear or even witness any of this at all.

Phantom released another long weary sigh and nodded at whatever Bart was whispering to him only a strong tug on his cape pulled him away before he could overhear anything else as Conner picked him off the ground and hurried down the hall away from the pair while quietly lecturing him about boundaries yet again.

It wasn't even his fault this time.

Add to it if you want but I just really like the idea of Danny and Bart surviving a messed up apocalyptic future together and meeting again in the past. Danny is playing up a Red Huntress/Hunter kind of role since he's putting a lot of miles between him and Amity Park and Bart is helping him hide since they know just about everything about each other after traveling around with Danny for so long when they were sorting out the whole messed up future/evil fusion problem. They handled it. It's not gonna happen anymore so they'd like to have an afternoon off every once in a while where Danny with some help from Clockwork can just block Bart's connection to the Speed Force and dampen both of their superhuman senses for a little bit so they can relax.

[glitternightingale]

Hi! I saw your post asking for doodle ideas and I have 2 suggestions if I may:

MelJayVik with Mel realizing they both fell asleep in the lab and covering them both with a blanket

Ekko teaching Jinx to use a hoverboard

also your art is beautiful, the doodle of Mel is just adorable I love it <3

Awww, thank you!! 🥰🥰🥰

1. "The Blankie"

2. "Dropping the F-- Timebomb"

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[ekkochambers]

FIRST KISSES: EKKO X READER

Synopsis: Ekko's worried about your safety, and you calm him down through your words and touch.

Requests are open!

Warnings: Not proofread please be kind,,

Words: 1,075

A/N: I was listening to Waco Texas by Ethel Cain while writing this. Can’t wait for her Willoughby centered album!! I might do a part 2 that leads into the first time Ekko has sex soon! Let me know if you guys would like that ^^

You currently stood across from the man you loved anxiously, hands fiddling with the hem of your shirt as you stood in front of him. Ekko had looked stressed, eyebrows tightly knit as he sat down on his cot. Despite the warm air and the gentle chirps of crickets as the moonlight leaked through the window, you couldn’t deny the vortex that swirled in your stomach. 

Earlier on an ambushed mission, You had acted out of impulse. Inserting yourself in a battle that was too much for you to chew. Ekko had seen you get attacked from his peripheral, and came to save you. He seemed more irritated and curt with you after, telling you to stick to your post before heading out to finish the job. The ride back to the hideout was agonizing, your hoverboard only sputtering as if it can sense your hesitation to head back home, not wanting to face the lecture that awaits you after Ekko had debriefed the group. 

As he sat down, he looked up at you with concern. He looks down to your thighs, sleep shorts doing little to cover the small faded scrapes you accumulated by skidding in the dirt, cuts covered by all types of bandaids given to you by the firelight kids. A soft sigh escapes him as he looks at them, glancing them over before he looks back up at you. 

Your heart thuds as he speaks. “You know I only want you safe, right?” He says sternly, maintaining eye contact with you. You darted your eyes away, the intensity of his gaze combined with guilt of what happened weighing on you caused you to look away sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. You look back at him, his eyebrows raised expectantly as he waits for you to answer. 

You nod, huffing a breath. “Yes, I know. I just thought that I’d be able to help you.” Your uncertainty in what you said bubbles in your chest, feet shifting. He pats the empty space beside him, and you shuffle over to sit down. 

Ekko turns to look at you, his big round eyes swirling with something mixed with concern and sincerity as he looks at you. His hand hesitantly goes to hold yours on the bed, fingers slowly sliding to your palm. “Thank you for that, but, I assure you I have it handled. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

That makes you look away and scoff lightly. You look back at him, the other hand that wasn’t in his caressing his cheek. His face softens at that, eyes scanning all of your features as he subtly leans into it. 

“I know that Ekko, but I can also take care of myself. While I did get hurt this time, next time you have to put trust in that I’ll come out on the other side okay.” You whispered. He squeezed your hand, leaning deer into the hand cradling his cheek as he nodded, eyebrows furrowing deeper and eyes closing as you swore you saw his thought process out loud. 

“I just- I hate seeing you like that. I need you to be more safe and careful with how you fight.” You nodded in understanding, and rubbed your thumb across his cheek as you let out a breath. As your shoulders sag, you find a new relief in your bones as the tension melts. 

“Maybe you can teach me how to protect myself? Do a couple training sessions?” You lightly joke. Ekko flutters his eyes open to you, and leans his head back up. He looks focused in on you, his eyes flicker down lowly to your lips. He looks back up in your eyes expectantly. 

You bite your lip in turn, nerves shooting through your veins- being activated by his stare. Through a surge of energy coursing through your veins, you lean in. Your lips met his, soft and tasting faintly like mint. Ekko had stayed still in shock as his plush lips meet against yours, but melts in after, moving in time with you. You stay like that for a moment before you drop your hand from his cheek, your lips pushing against his firmly once more before you pull away. 

When you both pull back, his pupils are blown. A stuttered breath escapes you as he looks at you like you hung the stars. You look at him the same, analyzing how his eyes won’t stop flickering between every feature on your face. 

“Can we.. do that again?” he whispers, swallowing nervously. You nod, leaning back in, but something’s changed. The first kiss that was soft and tentative, blended into one of passion and warmth with no reluctance. Ekko hums in your mouth, pushing back lightly against your lips like you did previously. His hand lets loose of yours to cradle the back of your neck. 

You whimper lightly, getting impatient. You prod your tongue against his lips, and he opens his mouth slightly, inviting you in. You experimentally swirl your tongue around his, his body jolting lightly at the foreign feeling before doing the same. 

Ekko’s tense shoulders from the previous conversation has since melted away, holding your head gently as you continue to gently kiss each other, enveloping your tongues in a dance only you two could understand. 

You pull back to take a breath, your mind spinning slightly as you look at him, your body heating at the newborn thickness in the air. Ekko’s eyes dart away in turn, mouth slightly agape as he takes in the intensity of your kiss. 

“That.. that was my first..” he stutters, swallowing his own words. You nod as you look at him, looking at how the moon illuminates him and his figure perfectly, dark skin seeming to glow in the night of the room. “You did amazing.” You whisper sweetly. Ekko chuckles softly at that, a smile spreading on his face. 

“So.. about teaching me?” you playfully ask, easing both of your nerves. Ekko laughs again, looking back up at you with a bashful smile. He nods, pecking your lips softly. As quick as it came, it goes, and you can’t help but lean back in, a collection of small soft kisses planted on his lips, the slight tickle and the act of you finally kissing him plagues his mind, making him smile in each weighted peck. 

He pulls back reluctantly, but rests his forehead against yours, both of you shutting your eyes. “Okay. As much as I love doing this, we have to sleep. It’s late.” He whispers, a hand cradling your cheek, the way you did before, and you melt into it. You nod, and pull away from him, ruffling the bed to how you both like it and sliding into them with Ekko right beside you, cuddling into him as you take in his scent, the moonlight consuming the both of you as you rest your eyes.  

[redflagshipwriter]

Mamabat 10 part 1/2

Chapter 10 : Calling from Hell just to say the demons are suspiciously absent, is that fine?

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“Fucking Batman,” Val said under her breath. Her Red Huntress mask muffled the words and made them come out even meaner than she probably meant them. “Years late and too little, even if he’s not working with the GIW.”

Sam hefted her requisitioned Fenton bazooka and pressed her lips even further together. None of them liked this at all. It stank. It was suspicious. Danny hadn’t sounded distressed, but he’d been out of contact too long for such a short conversation to put her at ease. There hadn’t even been time to update him on what had gone on in Amity Park.

“There.” Sam followed Val’s pointer finger to see the nearly invisible outline of a jet in the faint light. It was landing in the right field. 

“It’s them or it’s a trap,” Sam muttered.

Val let out a mean laugh. “If it’s someone we don’t expect, they’re the ones in trouble.”

Sam huffed and said nothing. She couldn’t disagree, but Val seemed too confident for her comfort. They waited in tense silence to see the jet come to a landing. Not long after, a hatch popped open and the distinctive ears of Batman himself were the first out into the cold night air of a January night in Amity Park. 

He was quickly followed by smaller figures- 1, 2, 3 of them. Sam felt nerves churning in her gut. She tried to channel them into aggression. She had to be tough, tougher than usual. There was no cavalry waiting to help out.

Well, there was Tucker, but he was probably going to be more useful in the wings to feed them information. He was pretty good aim with a thermos but that wouldn’t do jack about Batman and a small flock of, what, junior associates?

“Does Batman work with children?” Sam asked under her breath. One of them was genuinely small.

Tucker snickered on the other end of the line. “Uh,  there’s supposed to be a Robin. Guy in yellow, green, and red I guess? Aside from that, there’s debatably like, 6 former Robins associated with him. But there’s also the Justice League’s junior varsity team, so it’s hard to say.”

She frowned at the lineup. She saw purple, black, and red. There was- yeah, okay, there was quite a bit of yellow when the little guy faced them, but she didn’t see any green.

“Showtime,” Val said. Sam crouched further behind cover as the other girl zoomed out on her hoverboard, effortlessly drawing Batman’s eye. She adjusted the dial on her sound settings to hear Val’s feed just a little louder.

“Batman.”

“You have me at a disadvantage.” Sam cringed at the gravely voice over her sound system. Batman sounded like he smoked a pack a day. She turned the volume down just a hint.

“Not really, there’s four of you,” Val said breezily. Sam suppressed a snort at the dodge. “You wanna meet Jazz Fenton? You’re going to have to prove that you’re not a plant. There’s a GIW facility-”

“Two miles west of here, yes,” Batman interrupted. “I researched.”

“Great. Do you have ground transport?”

“Of course. What is it that you expect me to prove?”

“That you’re not with them.” The subtle whine of Valerie’s weapons started up. Sam only heard it because she was hooked up to the helmet. “They do experimentation and keep prisoners. Show me that you’re not a cop.”

“The police would not support the capture and abuse of people.”

Valerie made a skeptical sound in the back of her throat. Sam couldn’t blame her. “Yeah, but they do.” Her hoverboard’s jet whooshed up in power. “Meet me there, outside the main gate.” She was off like a shot in the dark. 

The four out of towners didn’t take long to get four silent motorcycles out and dash down the lane. Sam thought about what she’d heard as she cut a more direct route on Valerie’s spare hoverboard, taken from Vlad’s deserted mechanics lab. 

Either Batman was a liar, naive, or he was exactly what they were worried he might be. The Justice League was famously affiliated with governments. Wonder Woman was even a member of the United Nations! If someone accepted the claim that Infinite Realms Residents weren’t really people, then they’d say just what Batman had. It wasn’t lying if you didn’t think the people you were hurting were really people.

Sam watched from a distance as the group reached the gated facility. One of Batman's people did something that unlatched the electronic security system. It swung open. 

“Not shabby,” Tucker said quietly. “I coulda done it faster.”

“Not unless it goes off the rails,” Sam reminded him. She clenched a fist against her thigh. They needed to see Batman's real colors before they risked him knowing about their group. It was hard to outplan what you didn't know about, and they'd need every advantage they could get. 

She let them all go ahead before she followed onto the property. It was eerily deserted, tire tracks where dozens of white Vans ought to have been. 

The GIW had deserted Amity Park weeks ago. They were pretty sure there was a skeleton crew stationed out here, but no one came and left anymore. They only occasionally saw an agent wander across the path of a security camera, which were sparse inside the building.

But that didn't mean it wasn't dangerous to be here. Even now, a camera swiveled over the lawn, blinking a clear light that was easy to miss during the day. There was a reason that they hadn't risked a second raid after Danny had barely made it out last time. 

Sam swallowed, hard. The bitterness in her mouth felt a lot like guilt. Who knew what the GIW had been doing? They could have someone else held captive. It was a big building. Danny might have missed someone when he was breaking Vlad out. 

‘We did what we could, and we are making a move now.’ 

She repositioned her weapon and waited, tense with nerves. All she was meant to do now was follow along via what she heard on Val's comms and be in the wings to facilitate an escape, if needed. 

“Left,” said Batman quietly. The comms were quiet for a long moment, then- ��clear. Clear. Clear.” 

Sam shifted her weight from one foot to the other. 

“Red Robin.” 

“Got it,” came a response, barely audible. Val must have been hanging close to Batman, then. 

“You think now's a good time to try their computers?” Val said helpfully. 

Tucker snorted. “Could just ask,” he sang to himself, cocky as hell. “I know all.”

Sam rolled her eyes. He didn't know all. About half of the property was disconnected from the security system, meaning they had no eyes on whatever was down there. 

“Six stationed here.” 

That had to be Red Robin’s voice. Sam cocked her head and focused on it, frowning slightly. Did it sound young?

Tucker's computer chair made a click when he sat up too fast. “Wait, what? How'd-” His end of the line devolved into rapid typing. 

“Did you find a schedule?” 

“No, it's not in the system. They're on paper, I suppose.” Seconds passed. “My bet is that labs would be in this wing.” 

“Be my guest,” Val drawled. Sam could all but see her crossing her arms across her chest. 

The line went silent for a while. Then, faintly, there came the sound of a metal door opening. 

“Fu-” A GIW blaster went off. “Intru-”

The alarm was cut off before the GIW goon got out a full word, but odds were good he'd been heard anyway. Sam flexed her hands. Sitting this out sucked. She wanted to see what was happening. How many agents were there?

“Robin!” Batman snapped. 

‘The little one?’

Sam felt vaguely ill. They had to be okay. This was Batman’s team.

[erenstitanweave]

❥THE THIEF AND THE ONE THEY STEAL FOR

pairing: ekko x thief!fem!reader

rating: hurt/comfort, arguing, ekko and reader get in a slight scuffle, making up (and out) (omg who said that??)

a/n:couldn't stop thinking about writing him with a thief. also, timeline wise, (spoiler alert) this is going to be before he finds out vi is alive. hope you guys enjoy it!! this might be a smidge ooc since this is my first time writing for him

Stealing was more than just..a way to acquire things for you. No, it gave you a thrill that nothing else in Zaun or Piltover could ever fulfill. The fact that you could sneak into Piltover and successfully steal from even the highest people in power and get away with it? The thought made your head spin with excitement. Ekko, on the other hand, felt the complete opposite about it. He didn't hate it when you stole, not entirely at least. He just hated the risk factor of it all, especially when you stole in Piltover. He still carried a lot of guilt about the job from eight years ago, which essentially had caused him to lose all of his friends, leaving him all alone. He understood that most, if not, majority of the jobs you took were to steal for the Firelights. There were a few times he did see you with new things, things you definitely didn't steal from Zaun. New jewelry, clothes, beauty products, hell, he even saw the children of the Firelights playing with new toys that he knew were only made in Piltover.

He couldn't help but worry, knowing every time stirred and woke up alone in the middle of the night, you were more than likely in the halls of Piltover’s finest. So when he awoke only to find his arms empty, worry began clouding his mind. He brushed his palm over his forehead, pushing his hair back as he sat up to take a look around the room. All your usual gear was gone, sleepwear discarded at the end of the bed near his feet. “Shit.” He murmured, his voice still groggily quiet. He yanked the blanket from over his lower half, quietly tossing his feet over the edge of the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, his mind racing with questions. When did you leave? How long had you even been out there? Were you hurt? Did you get caught? He rested his head in his hands with a groan, muttering curses under his breath.

Part of him wanted to leave, somehow sneak into Piltover himself and try and find out where you were, but he would risk your cover if he did. He picked his head up, resting his chin in his hands as he stared at his hoverboard that rested near the door. He let out a deep sigh, pushing himself off the bed with a slight creak and swiftly pulling on his gear. With each swift movement he made, he couldn't help but take quick glances at the door, hoping for it to quietly open with you on the other side. He quietly opened the door, slowly creeping his way out the nearest window, hoverboard in hand. He carefully got on it, steadily riding in the direction of the exit to the hideout. As unusual as the feeling was to him, time felt..strange in this moment. He quickly got to the route you usually took, perched high up on a nearby abandoned building while keeping his eyes down below.

He wasn't entirely keeping track of how long he had been sitting there, only jumping up slightly once he caught a glint of something sparkling against the moonlight. He leaned forward slightly, staring down at where he swore he saw something, only for his eyes to widen at the sight below him. There you stood, dressed to the gods, holding a fairly large duffel bag filled to the brim with jewelry. Ekko felt his throat run dry, especially as he began to really look at you. You definitely didn't have most of the jewelry you currently had on before, no, that had to have been taken just tonight. You looked beautiful, ethereal, even. It wasn't a surprise to him that you were able to blend it with the topsiders so well, hell, he barely believed when you both first met that you were from Zaun to begin with.

“You gonna come down here, or should I stay still so you can keep staring?”

Ekko snapped out his thoughts instantly, seeing you staring at him with a slight smirk, gesturing for him to come down. He couldn't help but return the look to you, grabbing his hoverboard, quickly riding down and jumping off the board a few feet away from you. Your eyes glazed over him for a moment, cocking your eyebrow upwards after a moment. “You aren't supposed to be up, I thought you had things to do in the morning.” You murmured, tossing the gemstone up in the air before catching it in your hand. Ekko sighed and leaned against the wall, his seemingly solemn eyes staring directly back at yours. “Kinda hard when you disappear in the middle of the night with no word, don't you think?” He remarked, ever so slightly rolling his eyes in clear annoyance. You immediately stopped tossing the gemstone, dropping it back in the duffel bag before taking two steps towards him. “What's with the attitude? You said we needed more supplies, I’m helping us get the funds for those.” You said, your voice raising slightly at the sudden shift in his demeanor.

Ekko did understand why you were beginning to raise your voice at him, after all, it must have seemed like he had an attitude just because you left in the middle of the night. He scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “All I’m saying is that it’d be nice if I knew you were leaving in the middle of the night.” He sneered, his emotions quickly bubbling up from worry to anger. He pushed himself off the wall, running his hand over his face as he stood silent for a moment. You, on the other hand, stood before him dumbfounded. What the fuck is his problem? The only question that ran through your mind as you attempted to make some sort of sense of his sudden shift in behavior. You let out a laugh, purely out of disbelief. “So let me get this straight,” You said, dropping the duffel bag between your feet. “You never had one hint of a problem about me going out to steal for not just the Firelights, but for you too, but now you just magically pull an issue with it out of thin fucking air?” You snapped, letting out a scoff after as you bent down to pick up the duffel bag.

Ekko suddenly uncrosses his arms and grabs your wrist, moving your hand away from the duffel bag as he lightly yanks you up straight. “Who the fuck are you talking to?! I didn't know it was a fucking crime to be considerate for my own girlfriend’s safety.” He yelled back, pushing himself off the wall as he yanked you upward, making you stumble. You slowly looked up at him, your eyes narrowed as you quickly snatched yourself out his hold, pushing him against the wall with a thud. You leaned forward before Ekko could process what he just did, holding him against the wall. “Listen, I don't know what the fuck got into you, but you need to spit it out now.” You hissed quietly, holding eye contact with him in silence for a few minutes. Ekko was dead silent for the entire time, only before you were about to speak up again did you notice it. He was crying. Stray tears slowly trailed down his face, his tear stained face glimmering in the streak of moonlight.

You let go of him immediately, feeling his arms immediately wrap around you and his head move to the crook of your neck. Your heart was racing a million miles a minute. Why was he crying? What happened? You had never seen him cry before, let alone during an argument between you both. You carefully wrapped your arms around his neck, resting one hand in his hair as you waited for his next move. After a few minutes, he lifted his head up slightly, his heart still pounding against his chest. “I’m sorry. Fuck, I’m sorry.” He muttered continuously against your skin, stopping only when you spoke. “Talk to me. What aren't you telling me?” You said, holding him tightly and moving some of his hair back, making his face slightly more visible. Ekko took a minute to compose himself fully, lifting his head up fully and partially moving himself out of your embrace. “I fucked up, this isn't about you..it's me.” He croaked out, watching as you slowly lifted your hand to his face, wiping the tears from his cheeks.

You were quiet for a moment, letting out a deep sigh and slowly let go of him, removing his arms from around your waist. You bent down, grabbing the duffel bag and the stray jewelry pieces that fell out. You stood upright, your back facing him as you dropped the pieces of jewelry back in the bag. “This is about the people on the mural, isn't it?” You asked, turning your head slightly to look at him. Ekko’s eyes widened with something you could only describe as horror, and his face quickly contorted into a confused expression. “How..do you know about the mural?” He responded, his voice would have been barely audible had it not been nighttime. You didn't answer, just turning around and letting out a small sigh. “Let's go home, we'll talk in the morning.”

Ekko barely slept that night, he laid next to your sleeping figure the whole night wondering how the hell you found out about a mural he told no one even exists. He was on edge the whole morning, especially when you had approached him and told him that you were ready to talk. The walk to the site of the mural was dead silent, not uncomfortable per-say, just quiet. The mural was beautiful. A colorful portrait of four kids and two adults, one girl that had blue hair being the biggest and center part of the mural. You stood next to him just staring at it, the expression on your face was unreadable. After a moment, you turned to him, taking hold of his hand. You held your hand in his, rubbing small circles on the inside of his palm. “Talk when you're ready, as bad as it might seem to you, I’m not going anywhere.” You said plainly, making his nervousness quell slightly.

You both stood there in silence for a few minutes before Ekko let out a deep sigh, his gaze shifting from the mural to you. “They..were family to me. All of them.” He paused, letting out a shaky sigh. “They're all dead because of me.” Your eyes widened momentarily, squeezing his hand lightly for a moment and nodding, gesturing for him to continue. He took a minute, staring at each face on the mural. “I gave them a tip on a place they could steal from, then after that..” He trailed off, his other hand clenched into a fist. “Everything went downhill from there.” Your heart ached for him. It was so hard seeing your own boyfriend, who always had that stupid smirk on his face, suddenly not have it anymore. You glanced back at the mural, studying each one of their facial features. “You were a kid yourself, if they didn't blame you, or you don't think they would..why do you blame yourself?” You asked, your eyes studied the face of the blue-haired girl in particular.

Ekko went quiet, too quiet, you weren't even sure if he was breathing. He chuckled under his breath, just looking at you for a moment. “Guilt isn't exactly something that just goes away, especially when you have no one telling you it's not your fault.” He took a deep breath, gently wrapping his arms around your waist and slowly turned you around to face him. He brought you closer to him, cupping your face in his hands and gliding his thumb across your cheek. “I’m sorry for grabbing you like that earlier, that was out of line.” He murmured, his heart beating a bit faster when you started giggling. “You? I’m the one who shoved you into a wall, remember? I should be saying sorry.” You replied, leaning into his touch with a sigh of relief. “Nah, I’m fine. It didn't even hurt.” He said with a playful roll of his eyes, pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek. “You sure? A big baby like you might have some bruises that need kissing better.” You giggled, putting your hands on his chest and slightly gripped it, pulling him a bit closer. He gave you that stupidly attractive boyish smirk of his, resting his forehead on yours. “I can think of something else that needs kissing.”

Before you could even take another breath, his lips were on yours, both of you letting out soft groans as soon as your lips connected. You immediately let go of his shirt in one hand, snaking it up towards the back of his neck and gently pushing him forward, deepening the kiss tenfold. He quickly swiped his tongue against your lower lip, chuckling softly once your lips parted slightly instantly. For Ekko, this was his idea of heaven, of the peace he didn't think he could ever achieve. Regardless of what the situation was, as long as you were by his side, and him by yours, he was home. He took one hand off your cheek, wrapping it around your waist and lifting you up, letting your legs wrap around his waist with a small laugh from you both. You pressed a kiss to the side of his mouth, moving your hands behind his head to fix up his ponytail. “Don't tell me this is the part where I make some corny joke about me stealing your heart?” He just smirked, pressing kisses to your jawline and your upper neck. “Don’t. You might steal my heart all over again, pretty girl.”

[wileys-russo]

we need a dj leah fic

i know nothing about dj-ing so this is all y'all get lmao hobbies II l.williamson

"lee? baby i'm home!" you called out, kicking off your shoes and shrugging off your jacket at the door. though when you received no response you frowned, walking further into your home.

"babe? leah?" you continued to call out, popping your head into the bedroom and the living room but finding no trace of the blonde. her car was in your driveway and unless you'd missed something you weren't aware of her having an event or plans tonight.

"oh here you are." you sighed in relief finally finding her in the kitchen. "baby?" you called out, dropping your bag on the counter. "lee?" you called again, the girl bopping her head focused on something else, headphones covering her ears.

you paused for a moment eyes falling to the sliver of her abs visible where her shirt had ridden up, waistband of her boxers poking out from her pants as her tanned and toned arms flexed while she messed about with whatever was in front of her.

"leah!" you yelled louder, smacking your hand on the counter a few times as your girlfriend finally glanced up, flinching a little in shock at the sight of you stood there. "hi gorgeous, didn't hear you come in." she pulled her headphones down to her ears with a smile.

"missed you." she attached to you right away with a soft smile, attacking your face with kisses before finally rewarding you with a real one, tugging you around the counter to where she previously stood.

"yeah no wonder you didn't hear me. what the hell is all this?" you frowned seeing her messing about with her laptop and some sort of board full of buttons. "dj pad." leah gave you a toothy grin, wrapping you in a hug, your head resting against her chest as you stared down at her latest hobby.

"oh leah." you sighed as she let you go, tenderly kissing the side of your head. "what?" she smiled, ducking down to kiss you properly, sending your head into a spin as her tongue swiped your bottom lip but you forced yourself to pull away.

"you always do this!" you pulled yourself up to sit on the counter beside her laptop. "do what!" leah frowned, crossing her arms with a raised eyebrow sent your way.

"you invest in some sort of hobby, do it for a week or two and then it joins your graveyard of dead interests and you move onto something else. then the cycle repeats!" you shook your head knowingly.

"i do not!" leah scoffed in offence as you now raised an eyebrow at her, jumping down from the counter. "come with me my love, let's go on a little house tour." you smiled holding our your hand, leah pulling off her headphones with a roll of her eyes and leaving them by the dj pad as her slender fingers interlocked with yours.

"example one; the hoverboard." you gestured to the item sitting abandoned in the corner of the living room, untouched for years now. "babe everyone bought those during lock down!" leah defended as you hummed.

"example two; the indoor golf set." you kicked the box sat with her trainers. "i still use that." leah protested as you fixed her with a firm look. "you've used it like four times if you're lucky."

"example three; the knitting!" leah followed you into her study as you yanked open one of her desk drawers and pointed to the abandoned bundle of wool and needles. "excuse me? i made you a blanket and that blanket was made with love." leah scowled as you shut the drawer.

"a baby blanket maybe it was like four poorly finished squares lee it could cover my ankles if i'm lucky." you chuckled moving to the large wall to wall bookshelf as leah scoffed. "psychology!" you continued, waving to the five or six huge textbooks your girlfriend was yet to even touch let alone crack open.

"hey i could still read those, that doesn't count." "but will you? signs point to no." you sighed with a shake of your head, ignoring your girlfriends hand swatting at your bum with an unimpressed huff at your tone.

"the VR goggles?" "they gave me a headache!" "the drumming pads?" "okay those were an impulse buy." "gardening? the veggie patch?" "our garden is immaculate!" "yes it is, because i'm the one who looks after it and actually keeps it alive baby. the video camera?" "hey i made the cutest video with that last year, it isn't my fault i lost the charger."

"do i need to continue baby or are you seeing the pattern now?" you challenged with a smile, swinging leahs hand back and forth which was still linked with yours.

"okay maybe i can be a little bit impulsive. but life is too short not to enjoy simple pleasures babe, even just for a moment." using your interlocked hands she tugged your body into hers, hands cupping your cheeks as her thumb pulled down your bottom lip before it snapped back up with a small pop.

"did you learn that in one of your self help books?" you grinned right as she leaned in to kiss you, head flicking back to the bookshelf. "shut up, but i'm getting pretty good! come." with that she lead you out of the office and back to the kitchen.

"leah!" you laughed as she effortlessly picked you up by the waist and sat you back on the counter. "listen." she carefully slid her headphones over your ears, pecking your lips a few times and focusing back on the dj pad.

your lips curled into a smile as you adjusted her headphones, wincing a little as a loud beat sounded in your ears, and you tried not to laugh at how your girlfriends eyebrows furrowed together as she pushed and prodded at the different buttons.

"see? not too bad eh!" leah stopped after a few minutes and you tugged the headphones down. "wait that was it?" you frowned, leahs mouth dropping into a small o at your words. "that was like someone beat boxing without a sense of rhythm. babe that was so bad!" you laughed honestly, covering your smile with your hand.

"baby!" leah whined, smacking your leg and crossing her arms. "what? do you want me to lie?" you grinned as she pulled her headphones off you with a huff. "don't quit your day job for the ibiza circuit just yet sweets, you're no fred again." you continued to tease as you patted her shoulder.

"hey it's really hard okay! these stupid programs i downloaded are no help either." leah pouted with another huff. you held up a finger for her to wait, lifting your hips to pull your phone out of your back pocket.

"here baby, one more for your bookshelf." "how to dj for idiots and dummies."

"cheeky girl." leah tutted, slotting herself in between your legs as her hands slid up and down your legs which wrapped around her waist. "have you figured out your dj name yet?" you grinned, getting your words out in between the lingeringly soft kisses the taller blonde was leaving on your lips.

"no, got any suggestions?" leah chuckled, closing her eyes as your mouth pulled away from hers and focused on her neck, her hands gripping your hips and pulling your body closer into hers as you inhaled the intoxicating scent of her favorite perfume.

"i think dj hold the mayo williamson will do numbers in ticket sales." "oh really? think i might need a tour manager love." "aren't you lucky, you've got the best in the business right in front of you." "mmm i haven't done any gigs yet gorgeous, afraid i can't pay you." "oh don't you worry williamson, i think we can work some sort of arrangement out."

[songofthepines]

DESPITE EVERYTHING PT I : JAYCE X VIKTOR X FTM!READER

part ii here

— despite everything. . . it's still you. —

It's you! At the very beginning of Jayce and Viktor’s Hextech journey, they had recruited you to help them out. You were an art student at the academy, so you didn’t have any experience in the field. They just hired you to help with their branding and visual components, but eventually, you all got closer. A lot closer than you all expected, that ended up with a few “meetings” outside of work hours, then dinners, then movie nights, then sleeping over, then…You get it. 

Everything was fine and dandy for about 8 months, until they both started coming home later and later. And eventually, most days, they wouldn’t come home at all. They had been neglecting you, and your relationship, you didn’t feel like they loved you anymore. They’d always say it was because of work, or Hextech is finally taking off, all excuses and never making it up to you, or admitting to their negligence. And even when they did come home, they started bringing their work home. 

You dipped into a darker headspace, razors, used needles, and pills scattering the floor of your shared bathroom. But it wasn’t even shared anymore. You stared into the mirror for hours at a time, trying to recognize yourself under the baggy eyes and stress. Is it you anymore? A few attempts even landed you in the hospital, but you always refused for the doctors to call your boyfriends. Could you even have called them that anymore..? The few times you did see them without notes and blueprints in hand, they were almost always talking about work. Never noticing the scars littering your body, never asking how you were, never asking, checking that you hadn’t tried to kill yourself, never letting you cry into their shoulders and cuddle you to sleep.

For a few weeks, pillows covered in their shirts and cologne were enough to get you to sleep, but at some point, you just… snapped. You left a note on the kitchen table, packed your things, and left. You went to the Undercity– you knew it was dangerous, but it was a better scene for you. You met Ekko and Scar one day, and suddenly, you were a Firelight. They took care of you like you should have been all along; you felt like you belonged. You all ate, played, and sparred together. No one was ever neglected, and even Ekko immediately noticed the scars. He watched you like a hawk for the first few weeks and didn’t let you touch anything sharp. He helped clean the scars, and you grew closer with a lot of kids. 

And eventually, you finally found yourself. You cut your hair, started dressing more masculine, and you gave a bunch of your skirts and feminine clothes to the younger girls. The other Firelights taught you how to ride the hoverboards, and it felt like you’d finally found yourself. And despite everything, it's still you.

It’s been six years since you last saw Jayce and Viktor. Well, not necessarily. You’ve been able to get into Piltover a few times, but have only been able to snag random knick-knacks and food from street vendors. You barely had the chance to wander around before being spotted by enforcers, but you got a few glimpses of the huge banners of Jayce’s face plastered on the sides of buildings. They’re fine without you, right? Do they miss you? 

— despite everything. . . it's still you. —

Then, it all goes to shit during the riots, you were able to sneak through the bridges into Piltover. You keep walking straight, as if you forgot you weren’t in Zaun and people didn’t scram like you were parting the Red Sea. You nudge shoulders with a few of them, resulting in a few annoyed grumbles, but near the end of the group, you shove someone a little harder than you meant to. As the pack passes, the two men at the back stop, watching you as you continue walking.

— Hey, what’s your problem?!

You freeze in your tracks, and you’re tempted to turn around, but you don’t need to turn to know who it is. His voice is like earrape to you. You know that voice all too well. The raised ennunciation, laced with venom, is only ever directed at you. The hollow clack of the other’s cane, the hushed creak of his braces. 

Where do you want me to start, alphabetically or chronologically?

— What? Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?

He always was so stuck up.

No one important. Not to the almighty Jayce Talis.

You start to walk away, your back still turned to them, but he grabs your arm, turning you back towards him. Your head snaps back towards him, and he falters, his grip on your arm loosening a bit before you throw his hand off you. 

Don’t touch me.

— Excuse me, do we know each other?

You stiffen at Viktor’s voice, taking you off guard despite knowing full well he was there. You almost stumble when you finally see them. Jayce is taller, and he looks so much more… mature. And Viktor… Oh, what happened to you, Viktor?

Not anymore.

He whispers your deadname, and you visibly tense. Both their eyebrows knit together in confusion. 

I don’t know who that is. 

Jayce turned to Viktor, and his eyes widened, realizing the same thing Viktor had just done. Both of their gazes turned to you at your reaction, confirming it for Viktor. His heart drops into his stomach, and he looks paralyzed in place. There was silence between the three of you for a few seconds until Jayce broke it.

— Wait… You don’t think..?

You don’t think..?

You mock him– just like you always used to– and despite everything, they still recognize you. It all flashes before their eyes. All the nights on the couch, in the lab. The subtle touches, the teasing, the taunting, the late nights, the dinner dates, the kisses. They remember it all. They remember you. All of you.

— despite everything. . . it's still you. —

© — 2025 @songofthepines - created and written by sen - do NOT steal, translate, repost, or plagiarize my work on any platform.

[max-nico]

Y'all I got more of my random Sonic headcanons 🗣️

Silver loves to doodle, Tails can always tell if he's stopped by his workshop because he doodles in the corner of his blue prints

Shadow can't stand sleeping on his back because he was in stasis for so long, plus it gives him sleep paralysis

Charmy is a thumb sucker💔

Vector's been trying to break the habit but nothing seems to be working

One time Silver gave Amy a recipe from the future, when he got back all of his cookbooks with similar recipes changed in some way. Could've been the cover, title, or the recipe itself

For some reason, the new recipe was even better than the old one

Shadow, as the ultimate lifeform, has 30/20 vision somehow

Blaze is at least part wildcat. Whether that's a panther, lion, puma, or something completely different I know it is within her

Everyone listens to Vanilla. Everyone. Even the other adults

Espio is constantly putting himself in needlessly dangerous situations to 'see if his body can take it'. Nobody likes that he does this

Tails hates being referred to as Sonic's baby/kid brother. If anything, he's a sidekick or a little brother and that's only because Sonic is taller than him, not because he's a kid

Surge and Wave get really competitive on hoverboards, but it's all in good fun (mostly)

Tails is incredibly smart and incredibly gullible, like I know he's fallen for "updog" at least once, and has fallen for the "someone wrote gullible on the ceiling" joke multiple times

You will hurt his feelings if you point this out

No one in team dark can cook, they tried to get lessons from Amy and Vanilla (both together and separately) they are banned from both kitchens now

Dw !! Vanilla is still willing to give them lessons, just only at one of their houses from now on :) (her kitchen will never recover)

If Sonic is passing through town and sees some particularly cool merch of his friends he'll stop to grab it, if he has time

If Sonic doesn't know where Tails is sometimes they have a little bit of a scavenger hunt, or maybe hide n go seek is the better term

Tails will periodically send pictures of where he is, dropping hints if he thinks they're necessary, and Sonic has to find them (Sonic doesn't know Tails invented this game so Sonic keeps his tracking skills sharp during down time)

I wouldn't be surprised if some of the other duos or trios adopted this game as well. I imagine specifically team dark would get carried away with this

One time some stranger held a phone up to Shadows face out of nowhere and asked him about his political views. Shadow smiled and said "whichever ones you don't agree with" and then teleported away

And that's all I have for now I think... It's been a while since I posted one of these, but it's still just as fun to write lol

Feel free to give me more headcanons in the reblogs or whatever, and my askbox is always open (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

[ekko-askme]

EVERYONE RUN!

[Ekko grabs his hoverboard and quickly grabs his mask, tossing it to Jinx and handing a spare one to Isha.]

Get Vi and leave as fast as you can, I'll evacuate the place!

[He deployed his hoverboard and dashed away, pulling his scarf up to cover his nose as he went around calling for people to leave.]

Scar! SCAR! Fucking damn it... Why here, why now?!

[He flew over to Scar's house, breaking through the door as he looked around for the baby.]

We'll find your papa, okay? Just stay with me.

[He grabbed her and flew off, hiding her under his coat for protection as he flew around frantically, his eyes darting around between The Girl and the chaos around him, all the while he tried keeping an eye on Jinx and Isha.]

( @jinx-askme @scarcane @viequalsviolence)

[mofongomuncher]

HIII!!!

can i plzzzz get some Ekko x fem reader on New years?? Like the reader is scared of fire works (just loud noise) and Ekko doesn’t know so when the fireworks start she gets all scared and shi and Ekko comforts her!! THANK YOUU AND HAPPY NEW YEAR

𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙨

(Ekko X Reader)

❥ cast : ! Ekko and reader ¡

Ekko had promised you the best view of the Piltover fireworks, and he wasn't one to break promises. As he tucked his Hoverboard under one arm, he led you up one of Zaun's rusting skyscrapers, the Firelights crest were carved faintly all around the metal supports. His hand reached for yours as he steadied you, his fingers warm against your own. The cold steel beneath your boots made the climb feel even more painful, but Ekko's confidence was more infectious than the pain.

"You alright there, love?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder, his smirk as sharp and playful as ever.

You nodded, even though your nerves buzzed with unease. "Yeah, just... hoping this is worth all this pain and climbing."

"Oh, it's so worth it." he chuckled, pulling you up to the roof with ease. "Trust me, Piltover might suck, but they know how to light up the sky."

Once we made it to the top, he spread out his enormous jacket for you to sit on, his movements casual but so thoughtful. You leaned against a rusted vent, trying to settle into the moment.

Zaun sprawled below like a canvas of dim, flickering lights, while Piltover's golden towers glittered high above, their shine cutting through the hazy air. Despite the pollution, the view was so stunning.

"This is amazing Ekko.." you said softly, the sight momentarily easing the tension in your chest.

"I told you.." Ekko replied, stretching out beside you. His arm brushed yours, and he grinned. "Best seat in Zaun. Ain't no fancy Piltover balcony gonna top this."

I mean yeah he was right.

But as the countdown began, your calm unraveled. Each second that ticked by brought you closer to the fireworks, and your chest tightened. You hadn't told him about your fear of loud noises—why would you? It seemed so small, so insignificant compared to everything else Ekko faced every day.

Five...

Four...

Three...

Two...

One...

"Here it comes!" he exclaimed, his voice buzzing with excitement as he pointed toward Piltover.

The first firework streaked into the sky, bursting into a brilliant spray of gold and silver. The noise hit like a shockwave, sharp and jarring.

Your body reacted instinctively—you flinched, curling in on yourself as your hands shot up to cover your ears. The air felt suffocating, each boom sending your pulse racing.

"Y/N?" Ekko's voice cut through the chaos, his tone laced with concern. You barely felt his hand on your shoulder over the pounding in your chest.

“What’s wrong love?”

You couldn't meet his eyes, your voice shaky as you stammered, "I...I can't—It's too loud—"

Realization flickered across his face, and his usual smirk softened into something tender. Without hesitation, he scooted closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you against his chest. "Hey, hey, it's okay. I got you," he murmured, his voice low and soothing.

You pressed your face into his jacket, his heartbeat steady and grounding beneath your cheek. "I'm—I'm sorry...I didn't want to ruin this for you.." you mumbled, your voice muffled.

"Ruin it?" he repeated, almost incredulously. He leaned his chin lightly against the top of your head. "you could never ruin anything for me love.  We don't have to stay if it's too much for you, okay?"

"No, no it's fine," you said quickly, though your voice wavered. "Just... stay close, please."

His grip around you tightened, his other hand gently coaxing yours away from your ears. "Alright, just focus on me and not the noise.." he said softly. "Okay? Not the noise. Me." You quickly nodded.

His words were a balm, grounding you as the fireworks continued to explode above. "You know.." he started, his voice calm, "when I was a kid, I hated these things too. Every time they went off, I thought they'd bring the whole Undercity crashing down. I guess I was a little dramatic."

You managed a shaky laugh, the tension in your chest loosening slightly.

"But you know what I learned?" He tilted his head, his gaze steady. "They can't hurt us. Not from here. We're untouchable."

You clung to him, letting his voice guide you through the chaos. "Big tough Firelight leader, huh?" you teased, your voice steadier now.

"You know it." he replied, his grin returning. He leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead, his lips warm against the cool night air. "And I'm tough enough to stick with you through anything. Even these fireworks."

With Ekko's arms around you, the explosions felt a little less overwhelming. Instead of focusing on the noise, you noticed the way his thumb traced gentle circles on your arm, the steady rhythm of his breathing, and the warmth of his presence.

As the final firework lit the sky, leaving a haze of smoke and faint stars above, you let out a breath you didn't realize you'd been holding.

"Next time..." Ekko said, helping you to your feet, "we'll bring earplugs. Or I can like make you something cool—like noise-canceling headphones"

You laughed, squeezing his hand. "You really are the best baby. Thank you—really. "

"Always.." he said simply, leaning in to kiss you gently, his smile lingering against your lips.

"Happy New Years, love ."

HAPPY NEW YEARS TO ALL YOU GUYSSS!!

Thank you guys so much for all the support. I’m really really glad a lot of people find these stories good, it actually means so much to me ❤️

I love you all sooooo much. All of you guys can get a smooch from me

whoever requested this can get an extra smoochy smooch 😽

Check out my Ekko one shots on Wattpad for more stories!! :3

[papiliomame]

With the full cover reveal for the next graphic novel "Danny Phantom: Fair Game" I want to go little bit into theorycrafting.

One of the things that got my attention is the equipment of the A-Listers( ecxept Dash, does he want to hunt ghosts with his bare fists or what?), where does it come from? We know of 3 primary ghost hunting equipment producers form the show:

Fenton Works

Guys in White

VladCo

With how they look like in the cover we can exclude 2 of the list:

Fenton Works gadgets are always greyish with green colored accents:

Plus in the AGiT graphic novel the A-lister wore also the Fenton jumpsuits when they were hunting in the beginning, so in the sequel the A-lister did not get their equipment from the Fentons.

The Guys in White have equipment which are white with blue accents, sometimes green:

They also probably don't sell the secret government ghost hunting stuff to minors who are not even undercover with their white suit uniform. They are out of question too.

VladCo's stuff are a wild card and the design all over the place:

But something is in common for the official stuff which Vlad used for his public appearance, the big "V" as a Logo. Vlad secret gadgets don't have that, especially the equipment Vlad provides for Valeriein secret in the first 2 seasons:

And those almost looks exactly like the A-lister equipment in the cover art. "Almost", because Kwan hoverboard has similarities with Valerie's second hoverboard which is Techus design ( and telepathic connected with her or something):

The difference is the the "sidehorns" are missing and the color scheme is not black with red but grey with pink like Valerie's first equipment.

What can we conclude from this? Did Vlad after his heartwrenching speech how he wants to redeem himself after the events from AGiT just said: "Nah, I just continue to be evil and let's use Danny's class mates as pawns and give them ghost hunting equimpent to hunt him ( and Dani) down."?

Well, that would be kinda lame wouldn't it? I think someone different with access to Valerie's equipment gave them to the A-Listers:

Yes, Valerie herself!

We saw in the end of AGiT that two Valerie exist in the timeline now. I think the Valerie in the full cover of Fair Game is the Valerie who forgot/ didn't experience the event of AGiT and hunts Danny like business as usual. The timemedallion!Valerie is working behind the scenes, reverse engineered her current hoverboard and gave that and her old equipment to the A-Listers.

Why would she do that? Maybe with Phantom action in AGiT she saw even more how dangerous ghost are expecially halfas and wants to the eleminate every single one of them, even Dani who she became friends with and even with the help of her former "friends". Or she wants revenge because for here not only did ghost put her into poverty they also destroyed her timeline ( well, that escalated quickly). Her only purpose in live now is to take revenge to the ones that did that to her ( which would be tragic, that means she would be a like a "living ghost" with the revelation in AGiT that ghost are emotions manifested and all that).

I also had a theory that the timemedaillion!Valerie kills the oblivious!Valerie to take her place in the timeline, but I think that would be a little too dark. Or maybe the two Valerie team up together after timemedallion!Valerie somehow convinced the oblivious!Valerie of the events of AGiT.

What do you think?

[fruit-sy]

Digi 3YX / Aishah

The dragonfly theme really sticks out more in this gear compared to Aishah's usual wardrobe lmao- Aishah picked up hoverboarding as a hobby, joining a gang of enthusiasts as well in her off time from work. She usually goes by Digi or sometimes 3YX in writing.

As it is with most of her hoverboard gang, she covers her face with a mask and puts on the most ungodly combination of clothes. Her mask allows for her to pry open the jaw should she want to eat or drink, courtesy of a friend.

When going back to the grind, Aishah works at an IT help desk, answering calls and being bored out of her mind.