#i talk about john constantine in this too I'm so sorry

[k2ntoss]

thinking of mentor john who just tries to handle his apprentice’s teenage dirtbag era 😭😭😭 you know he had a phase like that too and i just wanna know how he would react at his apprentice 😔

i just adore the thought of john's parenthood life, it just makes me giggle so BAD i need to be seized asap mmmmmm

mentor!john constantine, give him a break because the poor man doesn't know well how to deal with the whole teenage dirtbag era and he knows he had one that came out as problematic and messy all the way (sometimes he's still into that era, lets face it) but your teenage dirtbag era? that's different for him and at least he thanks god your's is not as cringy as some other teen he has seen because god forbid you turn into a pick me girl or a weird jock, he'd shoot himself in the head before having to deal with that but having a weird kid? that's not as bad as he has to go through the whole emo phase that will probably not be a phase (i'm projecting myself here, sorry), the insistence of letting you join a band and he swears that's the last time he indulges something like that because that's were it came the kinda punk phase of your teen years and you've been waking him up early on weekends trying to play the drums like travis barker while john tries to sleep his fourth hangover of the week.

"couldn't you at least waited 'til it was a little later, kid?" he asks in a grunt when he shows up at your door and his voice has to be a bit loud as you keep the noise up and john swears he wasn't like this when he was young "there are people here trying to sleep, lass"

but there's no use when you whine about him not letting you express yourself freely and it only adds to the way you've became an outcast, the all black clothing and grunge style embraced with the whole aura of a sorceress' apprentice and john has to deal with it all while asking zee what is he supposed to say when you start talking about this guy you like but would likely never look back at you

[satlun]

Lust: John Constantine x fem!reader

Genre: smut, nsfw Trigger Warnings: mentioning about religion (a bit idk if I should add it but yeah), swear words, slurs; sl**t, wh**re, unprotected sex, missionary, oral (f!receiving)

You need money and he is lonely.

Author's note: my first time writing performing exorcism guyss (if you know what I mean ><) loll it's quite hard when I have to write in English lol so if it sounds weird please please please don't laugh </3 plus the problem is idk what word I shouldn’t write on tumblr idk if tumblr allows or not allow which word so if it’s weird or I can use another word pls tell me I'm scared that I might be banned lol so in this one shot I use ** to censor a lot (as much as possible I don't wanna be banned! *scream* 😭 it might not sound so smooth so sorry in advance readers!)

Credits: Gif (right) Gif (left)

“You got a lighter?” A sound of woman interrupted John while he was drinking cough suppressant outside a supermarket. He has a cough a lot lately, it doesn't surprised him at all actually since he smokes 30 cigarettes a day since he was 15. “Yeah” He finds the lighter in his suit before giving it to you. You light the cigarette that is now between your lips up. “Thanks” before handing it back to him. The way he dresses up just makes you curious. It is Saturday night and this guy is wearing a suit, full set. “How was your job interview?” Who knows? Maybe there's a company around here has an interview on Saturday. “What?” He turns to face you with confusion in his eyes. Your eyes glance down at his clothes. “A suit... with black boots.” He followed your gaze. “I didn't have an interview.” And this guy wears a suit on a daily basis? That's interesting. He's kinda odd or maybe cool. “Good for you. Companies around here are sucks.” He raised his eyebrows. “I have been interviewed by companies around here for like 13 companies and still not get a job.” Maybe it's your fault. That's what he thought. “It's not my fault.” You just slapped him by words.

He sighs and gives you a goodbye look. “Good luck then.” He said with emotionless face. Does he even have emotions? John walks to the car park nearby where he parked his car earlier. Well, that was a short conversation actually. You think to yourself. “You live around here?!” You shout and run after him with a cigarette on your hand. “Maybe you can recommend me some companies? I really need money!” He still keeps crossing the road without looking at you. “I'm not an office worker.” Yeah definitely because his life doesn't fit it. “Well, then how do you live without any money?” He stops and turns to you. You're like a stalker for him now. “What do you want?” He asked firmly with annoyance in on his face. “A job? Money?” You feel so helpless honestly. You're an unemployed woman at 30. How embarrassing you are. No job means no money and no money means your life is going to be harder. “I can't recommend you that. I'm not an office worker.” Nice sentence to end the conversation. “Too bad.” You said. John continues to walk again. He doesn't even care really. Who even are you? A completely stranger. “You have a girlfriend or something?” What kind of question is this? And to be asked by a stranger? John is confused that he needs to turn his face and look at you. “What?” The way he keeps walking way from you makes me think about him in two ways. First, he has a girlfriend and he is loyal with her so much that he doesn't even talk with other women. Second, he hasn't had a girlfriend and out of touch with women because he looks scared of you? Actually, who wouldn't be scared when a stranger keeps messing with you. “You got a girlfriend?” He answers without any shame. “No” He said as he opened the car door. “Hey wait. Just asking.” He looks at you with emotionless face again. “A man like you shouldn't spend time alone on Saturday night, you know.” What's it about Saturday night? “What do you mean?” There's a car past you both at the moment so you need to shout. “It's a shame!” It was supposed to be a joke. “I don't care.” He gets in the car and closes the door. “Don't you feel lonely sometimes?-” You said before he shutting the door on you but then you don't stop knocking on the window so he just has to roll it down. You start to speak again. “Let's think about it, it's a rainy Saturday night means tomorrow is still a weekend. You have no girlfriend, I have no boyfriend and I also need money. You have a car and maybe you live around here. I can take your loneliness away for a night.” He is about to roll the window up again but you use your hand to stop it. “And you know what, rain can really make us feel lonely. I did a research on it yesterday.” Yeah you actually did a research on it yesterday. He doesn't seem to answer you so you speak again. “You're out of touch with women.” You underestimate him. “I'm not.” He frowned at you. That's rude actually. Out of touch with women? Oh my. “Yes you're. You look at me like I'm a demon and keep walking away from me.” You tossed your cigarette on the wet ground and stomped on it. “Because you're a stranger and the fact that I don't know you at all.” You nod at him and smile sarcastically before leaning on his car. “Sure. I’m [y/n]. 30 years old. Married twice. No children. Just moved here last week and unemployed. You know me now.” Well, you really get on his nerves. “That's not-” you interrupt him immediately. “What do you want to know more about me? I can cook. I can clean. Don't have many hobbies watching movies... baking... and I love writing but most of the time I'm lazy.” You add. “And you're my type.” Well, that quite impress him. Not the fact they he's your type but the fact that you don't even give up after he ghosted you many times earlier.

“You won't give up, will you?” Now you look at him like a puppy, waiting for food. It's start to rain again. John notices the rain that's pouring down on you. “As long as you don't tell me to fuck off.” John smirks and looks away. He hesitates for a moment. It's raining now and maybe it's not that bad to have a woman in his embrace tonight. He never had a girlfriend before but he isn't out of touch with women. He sometimes sleeps with the girls he meet at bars or restaurants around here. They come to his apartment time to time but that's only for one night. He hates commitment and attachment issues. And here you're a bad little girl, standing next to his car begging him to fuck her and give her some money which that's not even a problem for him. He might not have a big house but he can afford you that. “How much?” A big smile formed on your face. “Let's talk about that later.” He didn't say anything except unlock the door as an answer for you. You get in his car and now he drives you to his apartment.

You are standing right in front of his apartment door while he is unlocking the door for you. As he opens the door, you notice there's a spell on the frame of the door. That's kind of new thing for you meanwhile it is something that a guy like him would do. John takes off his black suit and his necktie since they're now soaked with rain. You slowly walk in and observe around. It's big but it's almost like an abandoned apartment. It doesn't matter actually, you just love to observe things because they can tell what kind of person he is. Just like handwriting. Your gaze stop on the many water gallons on the floor which have a christian cross on it. “Well, I wanna know more about your job now.” You look at him while he is washing his face in the bathroom. “An excorsist.” He walks out of the bathroom with soaked face and hair. “You can leave. Most girls do. They're scared.” He says calmly, you can tell that he actually experienced that a lot. An exorcist? Interesting. “But I'm not.” You walk towards him before unbuttoning your shirt, revealing your black lace underwear. “You know... I've never met a guy like you before.” John raises his eyebrows as he keeps his gaze on your face. You’re concentrating on it. “How?” Now you slowly slide your shirt down to the floor. “A spell on the door frame, gallons with chritain cross sign on them and the fact that I've never been fucked by an exorcist.” John’s lips form into a smirk as he looks all over your beautiful body. You notice him that. “Tell me your name. So I can moan the right one...” you start to unbuttoned his white shirt, revealing his toned body. He looks hot in white shirt that is the first thought of him but when there’s nothing on him is just like he puts a spell on you. You're captivated by him. “It's John.” He looks at you while you're busy sliding his shirt down. The curiosity comes across his mind when he thinks about how a woman like you got married twice. You look too good to marry many times actually. He can feel that you’re good at things on bed or stuff like that. “Why did you marry twice?” You raise your eyebrows and answer his question. You don’t mind answering personal to strangers since this is only one night. "The first one was son of a bitch and the second one moaned the wrong name. I divorced him in the next day." He chuckled with your answer. Your sense of humor is something. "Yeah?" It is probably the reason why you asked his name earlier. Even your ex husbands are sucks, he knows that you have a lot of experience about s**x. Of course, husbands and wives thing. "You must have a lot of experience. Don’t embarrass yourself, show me." His hands move to your neck, and over to your hair before he pulls your hair gently so he can see your face clearly. He presses his lips against yours before you interrupt him. "No... I choose to be an innocent today.”

You break the kiss and crawl on to his bed. You play hard to get. It’s more fun when you act like this. Not too essay to read. “Unfortunately, she is possessed by a sinful demon.” John smirks before hovering on top of you and kissing your neck. He nibbles your soft skin gently but sometimes he nibbles harder so you can feel the pain. He loves it. Not too gentle and not too hard. “What kind of sin that is inside you now, beautiful?” He asks as he slides down your trousers away, revealing your black lace underwear. Obviously, you matched it before you going out. How sl**tty you are. “Such a wh**e” he murmurs as he goes down between your legs and spread it. “So I can perform exorcism on you correctly.” His fingers trace down on your folds gently and press it time to time on the spot while he is talking with you. You look at him through your thighs. He does the same, you both gaze locks on each other. He looks… hot that you just want him to eat all over your body right now. You already ready to give up on anything and just give him your body. “Lust” not in a second after hearing your answer, he kisses on your folds through the lace underwear once before using one finger to pull your underwear aside without taking it off. His tongue on your folds feels like heaven. He licks it gently as you moan his name sweetly. He likes hearing John… John… from your mouth. So sweet and delicate. “Did your ex husbands did this to you, huh?” You can’t even form a sentence, sadly. You just keep calling his name. He is naughty you know. After a while, you almost c**m but he doesn’t let you. When he notices that you are about to c**m, he stops. You feel like you’re gonna die, you need more, more of him. Never enough.

John doesn’t let you wait for too long. He stands up before taking his trousers off, showing his d**ck. He crawls and gets on top of you afterwards. Your face is red and sweaty, you’re ready for it. John gives you a passionate kiss once again, biting your upper lip, sucking it until it’s full of his saliva. You groan softly when he kisses you. You don’t talk back you just stay still like a good little girl. “You can’t even say a word.” He said as he grabbed your chin and turn your face to his. “Should I stop again or finally fuck you now. What do you want?” He asks firmly because you look so submissive, quiet and submit. “F**ck me, John...” Your doe eyes tell everything. You want his d**ck so bad, you want to feel it inside you. You want him to fuck you until you can’t even moan. “Not enough. Beg me.” He demanded. “John… please… fuck me. Fill me.” Your hand grabs his big arm as you beg him. He slowly gets up and pull your legs, so your body can get closer to him. He put his d**ck inside you easily because you’re already wet. It’s so obvious that your black lace underwear becomes soaked and sticky. He doesn’t take your underwear off though, he loves when there are still clothes or something on your body, not too naked because it’s boring. “Fuck-” he groaned. His hip moves slow at first and slowly gets faster. He doesn’t want it to be so roughy. He loves it to be soft first and then hard later. “Oh- John…” your back arches like a cat while your hands finding something to squeeze. F**ck with an exorcist feeling like you go to heaven but on earth. “So tight.” He said. It’s like you’re still a v**rgin but the fact is that you have been f**cked by many strangers. You’re the exact definition of a sl**t. He moves faster than before, the sound of your skin being hit by his is so loud. However, that doesn’t seem to stop him, he doesn’t care if anybody is going to hear it. “Don’t pull out, John- fuck!” You moan loudly. “I am not gonna pull out. You’re so good. Fuck…” he doesn’t let go of your legs while his eyes are still on you for the whole time, the way your face starts to be sweaty and red makes him feel like he wants to f**ck you harder. And c**m inside you as well. Soon, your body starts to arch and shake a little while he fills you inside with his c**m. “Fuck-” He doesn’t take it off immediately, he just lets it stay like this for a moment while one of his hand places on your belly and presses it a little. So you could feel his d**ck inside you better. “I can feel it- fuck yes…” you muttered as you looked up at the ceiling. He leans on you and force your face to look at him. “I told you. I’m not out of touch with women. I know how to do with them.” You look at him with doe tearing eyes. It feels so good that you want to cry. You’re totally a good girl beneath him. Never talk back for the whole activity even now. “How much do you want?” You answer immediately as if you already thought about it. “22$” John raises his eyebrows because he thought you were going to ask more than that. “22$?” You nod as he grabs his wallet while his d**ick is still inside you, jiggling inside your p**ssy. He opens his wallet before counting it and then hand it to you. You starts to count. You notice that it's more than that. “28$ for being a good girl.” he leans to give you a kiss on your forehead before pulling it out of you. It’s still soaking. His c**m slowly flowing out of your pretty p**ssy. You slowly get up and kiss his lip while he’s dressing up. The money that he paid you earlier is now in your pocket. You are ready to leave, you don’t wash your p**ssy though. You just wear your underwear anyway because you love how sticky his c**m feels on your folds. It makes you feel good for hours later after this.

He watches you as you’re about to leave. You stop at his dining table and place a tiny paper on it. “What’s that?” “Call me when you feel lonely on a rainy night.” You give him a playful smirk and he does the same. John walks towards you and stands right in front of you closely. “Or crawl back to me when you need money.” He teases. You didn’t say anything just give him a goodbye look in your eyes. You left.

Tonight , rain doesn’t make him feel lonely anymore, I guess.

END

Author's note: I hope it's not cringe guys. That's all I want. 😭

© satlun, 2024 : DO NOT PLAGIARISM OR ANY OTHER WAY OF REPHRASING

[6rookie-writer0110]

I'm not too superstitious tonight

Sara Lance X Female Reader

Request - Hey, I have a Sara Lance X reader request. Reader is a friend of Astra's (from hell. Another of John Constantine's mistakes.) And Sara falling for her. (When Ava, Gary and Mick bring Astra back from hell, Astra pulls R with her.)

Astra went back to hell to find who sent the cursed crew on her and the team. The cursed crew made the legends of tomorrow change into reality TV stars. Everyone but Astra, Gary, Ava, Mick, and Behrad didn't change. Astra knew where the office was and she always hated Harris Ledes, the guy who was in charge of the curse crew.

At the last minute, she found out that Behrad followed her to hell. It didn't take long for Astra to find out who sent the cursed crew, she wants him to pay.

Harris was about to kill Astra and Behrad, but you stabbed him in the back.

“Y/n?” Astra said in shock.

“Hello, Astra,” you said.

“You two know each other?” Behrad asked.

“Yes, we know each other. She knows John. How did you find me?” Astra said.

“People were talking about how Astra came back to hell. I didn't believe it at first, then I saw you and I followed” You said.

“Y/n,” Astra said.

She hugged you and you are confused about why she hugged you.

Back at the ship... Ava, Gary, and Mick are trying to bring Astra back from hell. Gary starts to explain the ritual. They set up the ritual and John helped with the ritual and the spell starts to work.

“Astra, we need to go now back where we came from,” Behrad said.

“Y/n, come with us and leave hell. I'm not leaving you behind, Y/n” Astra said.

You trust Astra and you know she wouldn't lie to you.

“Okay. I trust you, Astra” You said.

You follow Behrad and Astra to the place where they came from.

Astra and Behrad went through the portal first. Then you come out and Mick aimed his gun at you.

You snatched the gun away from him. You pulled the trigger and you wanted to hurt John. He used his magic to protect himself, Ava and Mick tried to stop you. But you start to fight them and you pulled the trigger again and almost got John. You kicked Mick in the chest and he fell, Ava tried to punch you but you dodged her attack.

“Y/n stop!” Astra yelled.

You gave back the gun and you start to fight John. You took out your dagger, you throw it at him and you tried to aim for the chest. Astra used her magic to stop you

“Y/n, stop. Don't kill him or hurt my friends” Astra said.

“Why are you protecting him? He is the reason why we were in hell for decades” You said.

“It’s a long story and I will tell you. But don't kill anyone on the wave rider or I will kill you myself” Astra said

“Fine, I won't kill them...” You said unhappy.

“Y/n, I am sorry that I am the reason you were in hell” John said.

“I don't want your apology, John Constantine. I will never forgive you” You said.

Astra’s magic disappeared now you can move freely. You glare at John then you apologize to Mick and Ava.

----

Sara came back and she heard what happened. Astra starts to explain what happened and Sara starts to look at You.

“So, let me get this straight. You and Y/n were friends on earth but ended up in hell because of John. Now, that she is out of hell, you want her to stay with us on the wave rider for a while. But she wants to kill John” Sara said.

“Yeah, you are right. I can't just abandon her and I will make sure she doesn't kill John” Astra said.

Sara starts to look at you.

“I will try not to kill John,” You said.

“Okay, you can stay” Sara sighed.

John lights a cigarette.

“It does feel awkward right now,” Gary said.

Everyone agreed with him.

----

Astra is giving you a tour of the wave rider. You will stay in her room temporarily, she sits next to you in her bed.

“How come you are fine being around him?” You asked.

“It took me a while to forgive him and move on. It doesn't happen overnight, Y/n. Yes, I was very angry about everything that he did to me, and you. But I found the strength to move on from the past and I made mistakes along the way. Eventually, Y/n you will have to move on from the past when it's hard” Astra said.

You didn't know what to say and you sighed. She puts her hand on top of your hand and gave you a small smile. Then she starts to explain who are the legends of tomorrow and what they do.

�� ✫ ✬ ✬

You are on a mission with the legends, Astra convinced you to wear the disguise. It feels strange for you to follow the rules before you would do whatever you want.

“You look fine, just stop messing with the outfit,” Astra said.

“I get that we have to blend in. But don't pair me up with John” You said.

“You will be paired up with me not John,” Sara said.

“I’m okay with that,” You said.

Astra noticed Sara is checking you out. But Astra doesn't say anything, but you don't notice that Sara is checking you out. The team split up in different directions, but you and Sara don't say anything to each other.

“How did you end up in hell?” Sara asked.

“Because of your friend John. I was friends with John, but he attacked someone I used to love. I tried to save her but it was too late. I was sent to hell and John promised to get me out of hell but he never came. He was someone I trusted but he put a spell that I couldn't get out of hell. It took a while for me to figure it out and break the spell. I met Astra in hell and we became friends and she knew John and we bonded because of our anger for John,” You said.

“Oh,” Sara said.

She really didn't know what to say.

“Yeah, oh,” You said.

You have to help Sara and the others look for Billy the Kid. He has modern technology and it's changing the timelines. He is a famous gunslinger from the 1800s and he would travel a gang. You and Sara find Billy at a bar, and he is showing off his cell phone and everyone is impressed.

“Billy, we will need that phone,” You said.

“Who are you? And I won't give you this machine” Billy said.

“You don't have a choice,” You said.

“I thought we had a plan,” Sara said.

“Your plan took too long. Look, Billy give us the phone and I will buy you a drink” You said.

Billy takes out his gun in two seconds.

“It doesn't have to be like that,” Sara said

"Why didn't you do that every other time we were threatened at gunpoint?" You sighed.

You used your ability telekinesis to move the gun out of his hand. Everyone is in shock and Sara is ready to fight.

“H-how the hell did you do that!?” Billy asked.

"I thought the plan was to do this easily," Sara said.

“She is a witch!” Someone yelled.

“I’m not a witch” You said

Sara glares at you.

"Why didn't you do that every other time we were threatened at gunpoint?" Sara said.

“You just want to see me in action” You winked.

You used telekinesis again and grabbed the phone. Billy ran towards you to punch you, but you grabbed him by the shirt and flipped onto the floor. Now, the other guys start to fight you and Sara. Now everyone is fighting in the bar, you used telekinesis to throw someone out the window. You and Sara keep fighting then you use your telekinesis to take their guns away. Then Sara grabbed your hand and you two ran out of the bar.

You and Sara made it to a safe place. You are breathing hard and you don't notice that she is checking you out.

“I’m going back on the ship,” You said.

“Me too,” Sara said breathing hard.

“You are a really good fighter. You are the total package you are smart, skilled fighter, and hot” You said.

“Are you flirting me, when we almost got shot?” Sara asked.

“I am,” You said.

“You are not bad yourself, Y/n,” Sara said.

You winked at her and she couldn't help to smile.

————

You and Sara are starting to get close. Always flirting with each other and you show off your powers. Sara developed feelings for you but she is trying to figure out if you like her.

Sara is heading to the kitchen when she hears Astra yelling at you. Sara stands there and listens…

“You almost let them kill John!” Astra yelled.

“Why are you defending him so much!? He is a horrible person. Anything he touches turns to crap, Astra! He let us suffer in hell, did you just forget that?” You said.

“I didn't forget that. But I did forgive him and it wasn't easy. But -”

“You are not the same person that I used to know, Astra,” You said.

You walked away and she just sighed. You didn't notice Sara but she went to check up on Astra.

“Are you okay?” Sara asked.

“I don't want to talk right now, Sara” Astra said.

She walked away and Sara hoped that you would forgive Astra. Sara saw you sitting alone and she sat next to you.

“What happened with you and Astra,” Sara said.

“I went on a mission with Astra and John was there. We had to fight a group of soldiers but someone was to hurt John and i didn't do anything, Astra saved him. She wants me to forgive him but I won't forgive him” You said.

“Since you got here. Everyone can sense the tension between you and John” Sara said.

“Are you going to make me forgive him?” You asked.

“I can't tell you what to do, Y/N,” Sara said.

“But you are the leader of the team,” You said.

“Yes, but I can't tell you to forgive someone when you are still angry at him-”

You didn't let her finish her and you rolled your eyes at her.

“Save the speech, Sara,” You said.

“I can tell you will be stubborn,” Sara said.

“You still find it hot” You winked.

Sara stands up and heads to the door.

“I’m not going to answer that,” Sara said.

———/

Sara is helping you train. She has her staff and she is fast, and you try to dodge her attacks.

“You have to do more besides dodge my attacks,” Sara said.

“I can do more than dodge,” You said.

“You can't flirt with your way out of this, Y/N,” Sara said.

“I knew that you liked it when I flirted with you” You smirked.

“I didn't say that,” Sara said.

You used telekinesis to get her staff and you winked. Then you and Sara continue to train, she throws a punch to distract you then she kicks you, and you fall down.

“I thought you were fast” Sara teased.

“You just want to see me under you, which I don't mind” You smirked.

She rolled her eyes and smiled. You used your feet to grip her ankles and made her fall down. You thought you were going to pin her but she quickly pinned you and pinned your wrists above your head.

“I’m not going to say I like this or hate this right now,” You said.

You and Sara are breathing hard. Sara kissed you and you started to kiss her back. She lets go of your wrists and automatically your hands go on her ass. She doesn't stop kissing you and you don't want her to stop.

“We can't tell anyone about this” Sara said between kisses.

“I won't kiss and tell,” You said.

She kissed you again then she got up now you stand up.

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“Y/N, I’m sorry. I know saying sorry doesn't fix anything but…”

“John, stop it because I will never forgive you. You are my enemy. You are alive because of Astra” You said.

“Y/N,” Astra said.

“I’m not going to apologize for what I just said,” You said.

You walked away and John went to the kitchen to get a drink. He didn't tell Astra or anyone else, but he left the ship. But Astra knew that he would go home and she would give him space.

——-

It's the middle of the night, you are lying next to Sara. She has her hand on your chest then she gently touches your cheek. She gives you a peck on the lips and you smile at her.

“We should get away from… so we can be alone,” Sara said.

“I like the idea of that. Do you think they will survive without you?” You said.

“We will find out” Sara smiled.

She starts to kiss you and you put your hand on her lower back. The relationship is still a secret and she moves closer to you.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Lost Boys

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Superfam

Summary: After Jonathan Lane Kent wipes himself from existence by canceling his own timeline, he finds himself stuck in the afterlife where he meets Jason Todd. He still wonders about the life un-lived on Earth, and how his parents would've felt about him.

Jason Todd, who is making the most of being dead, struggles with the reality of what he's left behind. He has one wish and one wish only: to send his family one final message.

Chapters: 14/?

Characters: Jonathan Lane Kent (Laney), Jason Todd, Catherine Todd, Boston Brand, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, John Constantine, Raven, Talia al Ghul, Ra's al Ghul, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake

Relationships: Platonic JayLaney

Additional Tags: Angst, Platonic Relationships, Magical Jason Todd, Resurrected Jason Todd, Queerplatonic Relationships, Canon Divergent AU, POV Multiple

Chapter Fourteen: Do I Wanna Know (Jason's POV)

When we got to Clark Kent's home in Metropolis, I offered to sit in the car, but Laney insisted that I go with him. He hesitated before knocking on the door, and he turned to me. "They're in there. I can see them," Laney whispered. He grabbed my hand and started breathing heavily. Lois answered the door, and she looked at me and then at Laney. "Hello," she said. Laney couldn't breathe, let alone move. "Hi... I um—. We can tell you why we're here, but we can't say anything in the hallway," I explained. She let us in, and Clark looked up from his dinner. I nudged Laney. "Tell them who you are," I whispered. Laney looked at Lois and then at Clark before taking a breath. "I'm Jonathan Lane Kent... And I—. Uh," he swallowed hard, "I used to be your son. Someone else raised me, and he raised me to kill metas, but I came back to the present, and I erased myself from existence to save the world from different versions of myself—." Clark stopped him. "You're our son?" he asked. Laney nodded, and he tried to force a smile on his face. "Are you our son too?" Lois asked me, and I shook my head.

"No, I'm his best friend from the afterlife. Laney, do you want me—?" "I'm sorry. The afterlife?" Clark interrupted. Laney nodded. I wanted to let Laney speak for himself, but it seemed like he didn't know what else to say. "Laney came a long way to see you... He's a good person, and all he wants is to get to know his family," I explained. Laney hovered just above the ground, anxiously awaiting their dismissal. I knew better. Lois was the first to embrace him, and he hugged her back. "You can call me Mom," Lois whispered to him.

Clark waited until she let go to pick him up and embrace him. "It's so nice to meet you. We'll talk about how you got here once you both get something to eat," Clark whispered, "Where are you kids staying tonight?" Laney was beside himself. He pushed his sleeve across his face to wipe his tears as they flooded to the surface. I took my hand and rubbed his back. "Well, we were gonna stay in a hotel," Laney answered, "Sorry, I—. Thank you for inviting us to dinner, but I just—." "Please stay for dinner... And stay the night," Lois interrupted. We didn't argue with her. We washed our hands and sat down at their table. Laney was uncharacteristically silent. It was so weird seeing him with his parents. He looked so much like them, but I knew he felt out of place. "The afterlife?" Clark asked once more, and Lois shot him a look. "Mhm. When I erased myself from existence, I got sent to the afterlife. That's where I met Jason. He stopped me from trying to kill myself, and I've been with him ever since," Laney answered without looking up from his plate. His parents looked over at me. "I don't remember the afterlife, but I know he's been by my side ever since I got resurrected... And he stuck by me even when I thought he was a hallucination caused by severe brain damage," I added and then realized I made things more awkward. "Are you still close with Bruce?" I took a sip of water and hoped they'd forget that Laney and I just admitted to being two traumatized teenagers on a road trip. "You're Bruce's Jason?" Clark asked. I nodded. "Okay... So, you died, and you gave up your existence. You both met in the afterlife, became friends, and returned to life—." "That's where it gets weird. Jason got resurrected... And when I followed him, I was still a ghost. But he did some sort of spell, and now I have a physical body, but I'm not even sure that I'm alive," Laney replied, "Also, I guess I'm just here to meet you guys. We never got to know each other, and I don't know... I feel stupid asking for this. Will I ever really feel like a son to you guys?" I felt sick to my stomach. Laney had no idea how much he deserved this life. He was supposed to have loving parents and family dinners and firm hugs. It was his life. And I was holding him back... "Lane, I'm gonna go get some stuff from the car," I whispered. Laney grabbed my arm and shook his head. "Jason, please," Laney pleaded with me in a whisper tone. I sat down, and we finished dinner in near-silence. Once dinner was over, he and Clark followed me down to the car, and we took our bags upstairs. I took my shower first, and when Laney came out of the bathroom, he sat next to me on the bed. His parents walked into the room to talk to us. "Are you boys dating?" Lois asked. We both started to laugh. "No," Laney smiled, "We're not dating." They both nodded and left the room. Laney waited until I lay down to lay his head on my chest. "You can stay if you want to," I whispered. He made a soft noise and pushed his face into my chest. I could feel his tears penetrating through my shirt. Before I knew it, he was sobbing and clutching my shirt in his fists. I shushed him and rubbed his back. He hiccupped and cried, and I rested a hand on his neck. "Stop it, okay? I'm just saying, I'll visit you anytime you want me to... If this is where you want to be," I reassured him. "You never asked me," Laney sniffed. I took a deep breath. I didn't want to leave Laney, but I assumed he wanted to stay with his family. "What do you want to do?" I asked. Laney took a deep breath before answering, "I want to stay with you." I smiled and played with his hair. "Where you go, I go. It's time for me to stick with you now," I whispered. We didn't say anything else after that. He fell asleep with his head on my chest, and I stayed awake. I didn't know what we'd do from there on out, but at least I knew we'd be together.

[venus-of-the-hrdsell]

It's Hellblazer anon again and I finished it! What an amazing read! There's a thousand positive things I could say about it but instead I'm going to rant at you about those last 50 issues. You once mentioned that Azzerello was your villain origin story....well Milligan is mine. I have never read such dogshit writing in my entire life. The fact that it was Hellblazer's last issues really bloody rubs me the wrong way as well. It was character assassination on a world wide level, no survivors, everyone was annihilated. MY GOD WHAT WAS PETER MILLIGAN THINKING?? John was sooo pathetic and old and obsessed with having a wife?! All he does in those last issues is be obsessed with boring women? Like sweetie don't you have better things to do?? Phoebe was so bland, Epiphany was genuinely the absolute worst and Milligan tried sooo hard to sell us on this weird marriage? He even went as far as to bring back Kit and get John to tell her that he loves this random chick way more than he loved Kit 😭 like wtf, Kit was so important to John, their relationship was so special and Milligan just had to shit all over it just to prove a point? Making Angie a punchline to fat jokes was disgusting and so unnecessary. Holy shit poor bloody Gemma? Everything around what happened with her was so revolting and she deserved so much better. Milligan just couldn't write good John angst so he had to absolutely destroy Gemma's character and I hate him so much for it. Not even Chas could escape the onslaught! John literally left Chas to die, the only reason he saved him is because his passport got rejected, like I'm sorry but John would not let his best mate die?! Also....where did the horror go?? It just turned into the John and Epiphany show where all they did was have sex and talk about how shit everyone else was. Speaking of, words can not describe how much I hate Epiphany. Two dimensional, written way too edgy, and her being that young just felt like Milligan was trying to act out a fantasy. I just.....hated this run with my entire being. So boring, so badly written, lacking substance and I was glad that it ended. Also I have no idea wtf that ending was but I hate Milligan for having that privilege and absolutely fucking it up. He also gets the medal for writing the absolute worst love interests. Sorry that got so long but I had to tell someone! I'm honestly just pretending that none of that was canon. Gemma forgave her uncle and became a doctor, Kit and Angie lived happily ever after, Chas got a cool new car and John got to have a pint. There, fixed it.

(I'm so sorry for answering this so late) but anon I hear you and I FEEL YOU because I was sleepless the night I finished Hellblazer because of HOW BAD those last 50 issues were. It's infuriating that this trash trainwreck had more issues than the good writers Hellblazer had??? Like???

It's genuinely one of the few runs in comics that aren't salvageable for me because it both destroys John as a character, destroys the Hellblazer lore and it's side characters and sends continuity to hell (there's so many errors I can easily list here). It's also incredibly misoginistic by vertigo standards because everyone woman on it either gets disrespected, shamed abused or FRIDGED. And the fact that DC saw the shitty work this writer did on John and was like "this is the PERFECT candidate to write a Constantine lead team Justice League Dark:) "

So my best advice is to do as I do (and Spurrier) and pretend that run doesn't exist. For me, Diggle's run is the perfect conclusion for Hellblazer (this, or the route Lemire took with John on Swamp Thong: Green Hell).

[laughingmagi]

🔥 on fc

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

I know you said you meant dc, and auto correct is mean, but I have opinions on fcs, too lmao.

On FCs

I know it's going to sound petty af, but I really hate when people choose a FC that has a very famous role and they insist on using that famous role in their caps. It's like. Okay, Chris Evans as an easy example. He's been in like 30-odd movies aside from the Marvel films. There's no reason to use Captain America, y'know? I mean, I have a fc with a well known role (even though like Ewan had been working since long before Star Wars and Obi-Wan was far from his break out role), but you don't see me using caps from SW. Mind you, I'm talking about the big roles, the iconic ones, right?

On DC

I don't know. Regarding the films, it's a fucking trash fire. It's a goddamned mess. As far as I'm concerned, they should just embrace the chaos instead of trying to get it under control. They should have fired Ezra, I'm sorry. Bar fights are one thing, but the culty shit? Messing about with teenagers? Idek, if they're not going to face any kind of legal consequences, they should at least be given time to sort their head out before throwing them right back into what probably unhinged them in the first fucking place.

I really don't pay attention to a lot of comics. Still extremely bitter that they didn't hang onto Stejepan Sejic with both hands, give him all the money, all the freedom to do whatever the fuck he wanted with Harley, Poison Ivy, Gotham City Sirens, and anything else. I know he's said that there is no bad blood between him and DC, he just decided he was more artistically fulfilled working on his original comics. And that's fine, that's valid, but I don't believe that DC didn't burn him somehow. Idek if that's an unpop opinion lmao, tho. I think anyone who knows him and has seen his work for DC feels the loss keenly.

Do we need a Joker sequel? The Gaga stills in her snoozefest Harley costume that just bubbled up are giving me nothing. I'm not enthused.

A quick encore of my classic Hellblazer/John Constantine unpopular opinions:

The TV show was trash. Yes, I've watched it and every minute was sheer torture aside from when Papa Midnite showed up. He was great.

Both versions of Justice League Dark are bad, though the New 52 series was far worse than the reboot.

There hasn't been a legit good Hellblazer comic since the end of the Vertigo imprint. Merely passable.

The movie is good actually.

Most of DCs attempts to represent John's bisexuality have been either cowardly or shitty jokes (like I'm sorry, no one can convince me that the concept of John dating King Shark was anything but a cheap punchline. Because Harley was right there too and hahaha, wouldn't it be funny if it was assumed that he'd dated Harley but it was actually King Shark??????? Hahahahahahaahooooohaaa SO FUNNY YOU GUYS).

[ryoko-akari]

I'm feeling empowered so extra fuel to the fire of "Fuck you CW for being Homophobic" from little old me.

Specifically in Winchesters and Gotham Knights. Look at me, I know both of these shows were not A tier quality content, but damnit the fact they tried to give us canonically queer characters and got scrapped before either could even finish airing because of the overhaul CW went through recently still kills me.

With Winchesters, we got Carlos Cervantez, a nonbinary (he/him) and bisexual hunter in the 1970s just trying to get by. With teasers we knew from the start he was going to be bisexual in canon, and I remember genuinely feeling so happy and tearing up in the episodes where we had Carlos explicitly going through what is best described as Gay Panic™️ and it feeling genuine and well written. It irks me so much that there's still nobody talking about this, I know we all love Destiel, I do too, BUT CAN WE PLEASE ALSO SPARE SOME LOVE FOR MY BOY CARLOS HES ABSOLUTELY SLAYING WITH A HOLY WATER HAIR WHIP PLEASE LOOK AT THE ICON I BEG-

* ahem * sorry composure was lost for a second. Moving on.

Gotham Knights. As a batman and batfam fan, yeah I wasn't super stoked on this initially because it seemed like such an odd premise, I initially only watched it because Misha was in it as Dent and I was really excited to see how he portrayed him (absolutely fantastic job btw) and then I got gut punched by the reveal that Cullen Row was transmasc (and played by transmasc actor Tyler DiChiara!). I literally started the show for Misha and stuck it through for Tyler and Cullen and it was worth it. He wasn't treated any differently than any of the other guys just because he was trans, he's written beautifully and with genuine care for his character. I agree that the show wasn't the greatest or most entertaining to watch at points but it's targeted towards younger teen audiences of course its not going to be all that interesting to college students and adults, but the fact they spent the time to carefully craft a well written trans character that feels authentic to the experience as a transmasc person myself in a medium where there is still a lot of aggressive back and forth debate on allowing queer characters in, and waiting multiple episodes prior to revealing this to make it feel realistic to the characters and the viewer is beautiful and should be talked about and cherished more.

So that fact that both shows were canceled prior to finishing their runs and not given much of a fighting chance despite the loud outcries from the fans to continue running them, absolutely destroys me. And this isn't all of it too, I could go into a whole other rant about Ava Sharp and Sara Lance's relationship in Legends of Tomorrow along with John Constantine being on that show and how the show was basically run into the ground by making it so convoluted the only option was to completely cancel it after they collected most of the queer arrowverse characters into it to kill off in one fell swoop.

I just. CWs history of pretending it's queer friendly and then canceling shows with canon queer characters with the only explanation being "budget restraints" kills me constantly to think about.

[incandesang]

some thoughts on iwtv episode five. blanket warnings for discussions of trauma, domestic violence, and sexual assault.

maybe it’s just me but i really do not understand the people saying that enjoying horror means you have to enjoy drawn out scenes of domestic violence? i think that take is incredibly stupid, and it undermines a lot of the more nuanced feelings people can have towards the genre as a whole.

horror is a genre that often allows for people to see the worst of human nature, and by extension the worst of themselves. you see all your dark potential laid out in front of you, and the consequences of that darkness, whether they be good, evil, or something in between. i’m not going to pretend that domestic violence doesn’t pop up A LOT in horror media. we have all seen the it movies, and read enough stephen king (honestly this is a weird thing to look into w this guy but i’m not getting into it here i’m just using it as a har har moment to lighten up the post) to know that it is very deeply engrained in the genre; whether it should or shouldn’t be is another discussion entirely, and one i’m not going to attempt in this post. the thing with the characters portrayed as abusers is that, at the end of the day, they are still bad people and audiences aren’t meant to identify with them. beverly marsh’s husband is terrible and we are meant to hate him, carrie’s mother is awful and we are meant to hate her. the only two examples i can think of off the top of my head being from stephen king’s works, again, says a lot about stephen king and his sort of consuming role within the horror genre, but i’m just gonna save that one for another day.

this probably isn’t the best example, but one of my favourite fictional characters of all time is john constantine, who is the protagonist of the contemporary horror comic series ‘hellblazer’. john constantine is, on the surface, not a good guy, and his comic isn’t about him getting better. he doesn’t. he is just as much of an asshole in the 2018 run as he was in the original 80s run (which ran for 300 issues and went well into the 2010s) but despite how much john sucks, audiences are never turned off from him. we see all the awful things he did, with a particularly harrowing issue being dedicated to the horrors he committed as a child to try to force his father to love him, and the consequences that had on his family as an adult. despite john being a professional occultist and exorcist, he’s still a man who is trying to do right by himself, but doesn’t know how to push past his deep self-hatred, or overcome the very literal ghosts of his past that haunt him throughout the series. he’s the reluctant antihero and our point of view character. we see john as a man fighting his demons (which are given physical form throughout the series) and trying to reach for redemption that he doesn’t believe he deserves. john constantine sucks. as a person, he sucks. despite this we still identify with john and want him to succeed, despite all the terrible things he has done to the people he loves and cares about.

in the 2018 run of hellblazer, john’s arc has him giving victims of unjust, oppressive systems, and domestic abuse the tools they need to get revenge against the people and systems that have hurt them, all the while neglecting his son, or actively traumatising him. themes of domestic violence and abuse follow john throughout the series. he is the traumatised son of a traumatised father, who then passes his trauma onto his own son.

he’s a morally grey, very complex character written extremely well.

the vampire chronicles are very heavy in those themes as well. generational trauma plays a huge part in the series, and a lot of the characters come from toxic family environments, or toxic environments in general. to the best of her ability, anne made sure the characters carried the beliefs and views of their times in regards to religion, sexuality, and etiquette, which made for a very fun cast! to see people who lived through the rise and fall of the roman empire talking to a guy who was born in the 1950s is really incredibly fun and this difference in time-based cultural influence opened up a lot of paths for interactions and relationships between the characters, whether they were explored in canon or not. these characters are so extreme and do terrible, terrible things to each other, all the while trying to be better in their own eyes (i can’t just say ‘better’. marius exists and this man continues to get Worse). a lot of these guys suck! they are awful people! but we enjoy reading about them and hearing about their worldview because at the end of the day, they’re trying. their wants and desires are relatable, and so are the things that hold them back from that. armand may be a little freak gremlin but he’s OUR little freak gremlin goddamn it!

i’ve noticed that one of the things that draws people to the vampire chronicles is that every single character is very morally grey. you can either back and forth for hours about if they are good people or not, and that sort of discussion can be a lot of fun to engage in! my feelings towards lestat are very similar to my feelings towards characters like john constantine. they are people who, for better or worse, love in a way that is very all-consuming, and gets destructive very fast when that love is not reciprocated. there is nothing wrong with characters like that. they’re fascinating, and this idea that they love so much that they destroy is always really fascinating to see on page, or on screen, but this, being a destructive trait, needs to be handled with a certain degree of care and nuance, and that was certainly missing from ep five. there was nothing grey about that. regardless of if it ‘really happened’ or not, that scene was put there for shock value alone, and it wasn’t good shock value, it was a lazy ‘bran the broken’ way out of things. even if it didn’t happen, we were still made to watch a very violent scene of domestic abuse that ultimately could’ve been replaced with a nasty verbal argument, or even just the gradual resentment of lestat for his ignorance, his cruel parenting, and dismissal of louis and claudia’s problems that they face as black people in this time period. this didn’t need to happen. there are signs that it didn’t happen, or at least that it didn’t happen the way that it did, but it’s still there. if it didn’t happen it serves no purpose other than to serve as shock value traumaporn.

unlike in hellblazer, the domestic violence is handled with no nuance. there is nothing that can be done to ‘fix’ this, fans are not going to want to see louis and lestat together again after this, and they probably won’t want to see lestat at all. it was very jarring, both as a horror fan, and as a vc fan. your protagonist can be a shitty person. they can destroy their own lives, push their loved ones away, and hurt the people they care about. but there’s a line that shouldn’t be crossed, and it was crossed here. it was irresponsible, and it was unnecessary, and whatever route they take to try patch things up, it opens up room for more controversy. i really feel for the people with mental health issues who identify with lestat (myself included) and have spent years re-contextualising his behaviour, just for all your hard work to be undone like this.

it was evident from that episode that rolin jones wrote himself into the same hole that anne did in her 1994 film draft script, wherein making a more sympathetic lestat, claudia’s attempt at killing him felt unjustified. i don’t think he understood that it didn’t need to be justifiable to the audience, only to claudia; provided she had a reason to do it that she believed was concrete, it could’ve been done in a way that worked. rolin jones was not intelligent enough to write himself out of his hole, and didn’t understand the source material well enough, so he slapped this scene in as justification for claudia’s actions in the coming episodes.

the thing is: he had done more than enough to warrant that sort of reaction from a teenage girl. when i was fourteen i remember hating my father and having (admittedly terrifying) vivid dreams where he was dead, so his absence wouldn’t hurt me anymore, because it wasn’t a choice he made. i remember hating my stepmother and my stepsister because they were closer with my dad than i was. children are jealous. teenagers especially, are jealous. claudia takes after lestat, she ‘doesn’t like sharing’, and she doesn’t want to have to share her father with his shitty boyfriend, and to be honest!! i wouldn’t want to either!! anyone who has been in a situation like that would understand where she was coming from, and there would still be grounds to say that what she did was ‘right’, or we would at least be able to understand why she did what she did, and how she got to the point where she believed that was a necessary course of action. again, we don’t have to relate to her, just understand that she is a traumatised, terrified child who loves her adoptive father very much, and that she has the physical strength and instincts of a vampire.

i think i will make a seperate post about claudia in this episode, because what was done to her is awful, and follows a really concerning trend of sexual assault portrayals in hollywood and the idea that sa is needed for personal growth, especially in teenage characters.

but idk. that’s maybe all i wanted to say about this particular thing. maybe.

[iliumheightnights]

I'm a simp for John Constantine so sorry for all the ask about him but also thank you :)

John Constantine's bf being annoyed at him for being reckless so now John has to whine and beg for cuddles and affection

(Hey it's totally okay! I love him too. Thank you for all the asks haha)

...

"Oh c'mon...I said I was sorry."

Constantine whined and begged but his boyfriend didn't even look at him. M/n continued to work on what he was doing and ignored Constantine's pathetic attempts at making everything better.

"How much longer are you going to be mad at me? I want some cuddles."

"For as long as I want, thank you. There are no cuddles for people who put themselves in danger."

"M/n. That's my life. I'm always in danger."

"That is true. But you seem to go even MORE beyond that danger line and that's what I'm talking about."

"I'm sorry, okay? Can't promise I won't change. Not in this line of work. But just know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. Now...cuddle time?"

M/n seemed to think before smirking. "Nope. You're still grounded."

"WHAT!? I'm not some toddler you can put in time out!"

"You sure? You're acting like one right now."

Constantine only crossed his arms and pouted at that causing M/n to laugh.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Lost Boys

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Superfam

Summary: After Jonathan Lane Kent wipes himself from existence by canceling his own timeline, he finds himself stuck in the afterlife where he meets Jason Todd. He still wonders about the life un-lived on Earth, and how his parents would've felt about him.

Jason Todd, who is making the most of being dead, struggles with the reality of what he's left behind. He has one wish and one wish only: to send his family one final message.

Chapters: 15/?

Characters: Jonathan Lane Kent (Laney), Jason Todd, Catherine Todd, Boston Brand, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, John Constantine, Raven, Talia al Ghul, Ra's al Ghul, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake

Relationships: Platonic JayLaney

Additional Tags: Angst, Platonic Relationships, Magical Jason Todd, Resurrected Jason Todd, Queerplatonic Relationships, Canon Divergent AU, POV Multiple

Chapter Fifteen: Loosing Interest (Laney's POV)

Jason sat up straight and gasped. I was already awake, but it still startled me. He jumped out of bed and changed clothes. It didn't seem like he was all there. I opened my mouth to speak to him, and he pulled a gun on me. "Jason, it's me. Please don't wake up my parents," I half-joked. Jason blinked hard and put the gun in the waistband of the back of his pants.

He apologized and started packing our stuff. "Ra's is coming," Jason whispered.

"That's not necessarily a bad thing, though... Right?" I asked as I touched the wall to find him in the building. Jason stared at me.

"What are you doing?" Jason questioned.

"Looking for Ra's... Besides, if Ra's is here, I can hide you," I whispered. Jason sat on the bed next to me.

"You can do that?" Jason asked.

"I think so... Hold on," I whispered as I used my powers on the lamp by the bed. "Ha. I've still got it." Jason furrowed his brows.

"Can your dad do that?" Jason asked, and I shook my head.

I let the lamp go back to normal and lay back down. "We don't all do the same things," I replied. Jason sat up and looked at me. "He's not here. It was just a bad dream—."

Jason shook his head. "No, it's not just a bad dream... Laney, I think that I've been traveling," he whispered. I nodded. "Like outside of my body, Lane."

"Jason, get some rest. I'll keep watch just in case something happens," I whispered in reply. He gave me the gun and lay back down. I put the gun in the nightstand drawer.

I listened for footsteps and kept watch for any strange movements around the building. I believed Jason, but I knew that it'd only frighten him if I told him that. I went to my mom and dad's bedroom and stood outside the door. I didn't know what I wanted from them, but my dad came to the door. "Hi, Laney," he whispered as he placed his hands on my shoulders. "I'm sorry, but I overheard you kids talking. Are you two in any kind of danger?"

"No, we're fine... I just—. How do you feel? About me?" I asked. He smiled at me, and it felt natural.

"Laney, you seem like an amazing young man, and I'm impressed by the loyalty you've shown to Jason. I want to get to know you on a more personal level in the future," Dad replied.

I knew what he was trying to ask. "You want to know if I have plans going forward," I whispered. He nodded. "I don't really have any plans. I think Jason wants to make sure that whatever spell he cast on me keeps working. So, maybe we'll go stay with the Titans... I dunno."

"That might be good for you kids for a while... Does Bruce know about-." I nodded before he could finish talking. "That's good... That's really—. I love you very much, and I hope that we can visit each other someday." No one had ever said they loved me before. I mean, Jason and I had things that we told one another that felt like an I love you. It was strange to hear the actual words.

"I love you too, Dad," my voice broke as I said the words out loud. We hugged, and he offered to heat up some leftovers for me. I nodded, and we stayed up a while longer together and talked.

I told him all about my life, and he talked about his. I started to doze off, and then I remembered my promise to Jason. I checked a second time to see if anyone new came into the building. Someone stood over Jason's bed, touching his forehead. "Dad," I whispered, and I gestured to the room.

He nodded and followed me into the room, where I locked eyes with Ra's al Ghul. I didn't think before taking him out the window with me. "Don't touch him!" I screamed. I wanted to kill him, but something stopped me. I took him away from the apartment and stopped at the pier. "Talk."

"I'm not going to hurt him... I wanted to ask him to return—."

"You want to use him. He came back, and you want to know why. I know what you want. I've been watching you. I know things about you that not even your daughter knows," I whispered through clenched teeth. Ra's looked me in my eyes, and I wanted to burn a hole in his skull. "We don't know why he came back, but he doesn't need you looming over his head. You're not taking him anywhere."

He looked at me, and it was almost as if he could sense something different about me. "Are you like him?" Ra's asked. I shook my head.

"Touch him again, and I'll kill you," I threatened before leaving him there.

I went home, and Jason and I changed clothes. Jason seemed afraid. "Are you going to be okay?" Dad asked.

I didn't respond as I got dressed, and Jason touched my arm. "Your dad's talking to you," Jason whispered gently. I swallowed hard.

"He wants you to go back because he wants to use you to find some weird secret to immortality," I whispered, "Dad, I'm sorry. Tell Mom that it was so nice to meet her." My stomach was in knots. I grabbed our duffels, and Jason reached for my hand.

My dad embraced both of us, and a few seconds later, we were leaving. We didn't take the car. It seemed too risky. I flew us straight to Titans Tower that night, and we watched the sunrise across the water. "Lane? I'm sorry you—."

"Jason, I will never let anyone hurt you or use you ever again," I interrupted. I didn't want him to worry about me.

"Lane, thank you, but I'm okay. I just wanna know if you're alright?" he asked. I nodded, and he squeezed my hand. "I don't know what I would do if something happened to you. Lane, don't make an enemy of Ra's... Okay? If he finds us here, I'll deal with him. I don't want him coming for you."

"I'm not gonna let him—."

Jason shot me a look that made my blood run cold. "Laney, you will do this one thing for me because I told you to. Don't—."

"Everything I do is for you! I almost killed for you tonight! All because I—..." I trailed off.

"Because you what?" Jason asked. I grew silent, and neither of us spoke after that.

[sixpossumsinaclownsuit]

Hello, Tumblr! This is Red Batty speaking.

I'm all done with school now so, hey! I thought I'd open my ask box for fic requests. 

Smut is A-Okay! NSFW, Angst, the works. I'll just have to make the final call, but I can do the same prompt but milder if I'm not comfortable with the ask. No Yandere either, there's too many impressionable teens on this hell site that might think that's true love and I'm not risking it. I also don't do sad endings or major character death, because. I don't want to <3

Below are the characters I'm willing to write for! 

DC

Justice League Dark

John Constantine

Etrigan/Jason Blood

Zatanna Zatara

Deadman/Boston Brand

Batman/Batfamily

Batman/Bruce Wayne

Robert Pattinson/Batman 2022 version

Comics version

Christian Bale/Dark Knight version

Arkham games version

Anything more niche than that literally just ask I'm probably down, like if he's voiced by Kevin Conroy, I'll probably write for him

Nightwing/Dick Grayson

Red Hood/Jason Todd

I haven't played Arkham Knight yet so Arkham!Jason isn't available yet

Red Robin/Tim Drake

Batgirl/Cassandra Kain

Oracle/Barbara Gordon (I can do Batgirl!Babs also)

Spoiler/Stephanie Brown

I'm also open to do Spotlight/Duke Thomas but I know f$%king nothing about him so if its an ask generic enough to apply to any Robin I'm down.

Rogues Gallery

Comics, Arkham games and animated series versions only right now. Well, that and Nolan!Rogues. Just not Bane, don't make me write fic for Rises.

I could do Gotham but it'd have to be plot nonspecific or you'd have to be specific about the ask (not against that) but still,,, yeah ahem anyways

Harley Quinn

Arkham games version

Comics version

Animated series version

Still haven't seen BoP or Suicide Squad so not those versions yet,,, sorry gang

Poison Ivy

I WILL do Harlivy if requested, and Harlivy x reader, and Harlivy x Selina x reader… Basically just send me your ideal fictional polycule and I'll do it. Love wins.

Mad Hatter/Jervis Tetch

Scarecrow/Jonathan Crane

WOOF Cillian Murphy too fine, if not specified that's the version I'm writing

Riddler/Edward Nygma

NOT PAUL DANO VERSION. I'm sorry but the 2022 la version is a little creep and I won't write fic for him

If I get a Joker ask It better be the f$%king Lego Joker ONLY. 

Bane

Catwoman/Selina Kyle

Zoe Kravitz Selina my beloved, so hmu for 2022!Selina if you like also

Uhhhh I'm tired and ran out of ideas, If I missed one literally just ask

Justice League

just animated series and comics. No, I haven't seen Snyderverse. Yes, I'll be a little bitchy about it. Shazam and Aquaman and Wonder Woman can stay though. I'll write for live action Aquaman and WW, but not Shazam bc he's. Literally a child. Mkay.

Superman/Clark Kent

Batman (see above)

Green Lantern

John Stewart

Hal Jordan

Wonder Woman/Diana Prince

Aquaman/Arthur Curry

Flash

Wally West

Barry Allen

Green Arrow/Oliver Queen

Arcane (League of Legends)

Haven't seen Arrow in years so bear with me if you want arrowverse!Ollie

Sandman/Neil Gaiman!DC

Morpheus/Dream of the Endless

Death of the Endless

The Corinthian

Hob/Rob Gadling

Rob x Morpheus x Reader

Constantine (Joanna or John, see above)

Vi

Caitlin

Vi x Caitlin x Reader or any other polycule for that matter

Viktor

Jayce

Silco

Vander

Bethesda

Jinx

Skyrim

Fallout 4

Nick Valentine

John Hancock

Paladin Danse

McCready

Piper

Preston Garvey

Fallout (TV Show)

Lucy

Maximus

The Ghoul/Cooper Howard

Brynjolf

Mercer Frey

Vilkas 

Farkas

Aela

Serana

Cicero 

Adrianne and Ulfberth War-Bear (at Shieldmaiden's) 

this one is niche as hell they're not even companions or marriable but I'm putting it on the list

Mortal Kombat

If there's anyone missing just talk to me about it, thanks guys love u

I'll do the game or the movie I'm just a bit rustier on game lore, pls bear with me.

Scorpion/Hanzo Hasashi

Sub-Zero/Kuai Liang

Kenshi

Liu Kang

Raiden

Johnny Cage

Sonya Blade

Johnny x Sonya or Johnny x Sonya x reader

Kotal Khan

Cassie Cage

Marvel

Takeda

I'm having a bit of a love/hate relationship with the MCU right now so these are the few I'm writing for, if there's someone you want me to write for from comics lore, just hmu and we'll see what I can do for you

Moon Knight

Marc Spector, Steven Grant, Jake Lockley, all together or individually

Doctor Stephen Strange

**or any of his variants. 

Also AUs. I'm down for AUs like "in this universe of DS he's like [blank]" so when mcu!DS comes through its like [blank]... you get the idea.

Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximo

Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff

I'll do Peter Maximoff also but X-men get their own special section, see below

Loki

2012!Loki

TVA!Loki

President!Loki

Disneyland Loki

X-Men

Its not that I think I'm better than people because I prefer writing comics/animated series it's just. I know that better. And the movies make my head hurt sometimes but a few of them are cool it's literally random so just. Ask.

Cyclops/Scott Summers 

(This one for my bestie mwah)

Emma Frost

Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner

Deadpool (does he count? Fuck it, he was a trainee)

Colossus/Piotr Rasputin

Mystique/Raven Darkhölme

Magneto/Erik (Magnus) Lensherr

This is one I will write straight from the movies because good lord is his character hot as fuck compelling and a dilf well written

Shadowcat/Kitty Pride

Rogue/Anna-Marie 

Gambit/Remy LeBeau

Gambit x Rogue x reader, and any other polycule basically

Quicksilver/Peter Maximoff

Storm/Ororo Munroe

There's so many at this point I can't remember them all just ask

Defenders

Daredevil/Matt Murdock

Jessica Jones

Foggy Nelson

Karen Page

Punisher/Frank Castle

I ask that you keep my punisher reqs spoiler free as I'm catching up on the show right now

Spiderverse

Peter Parker

Peter B. (ITSV)

Tom Holland

Andrew Garfield

Tobey Maguire

(I'm rustier on the live action babies so give me grace here)

Spiderman 2099/Miguel O'hara 

Spider!Gwen

Spiderman Noir

Spider!Gwen x Andrew Garfield!Spiderman

Spiderman/Miles Morales 

He WILL be aged up or shipped with a teen reader, anything else will get doused in gasoline and set on fire.

Eddie Brock/Venom

Note: I'm more willing to do spiderverse x ocs bc I know the spidersona brainrot is real. Hell, at this point, I might do oc x oc content for spiderverse because I've been there (and I've got a bestie with two spider ocs in a ship, love u cas)

Doc Ock/Otto Octavius

Doc Ock/Liv Octavius

Lmao I might do liv x aunt may if its funny or wholesome enough

Mysterio/Quentin Beck

It'll only be mcu!beck if explicitly stated that's what you want. 

Green Goblin/Norman Osborne

Electro/Max Dillon

Sandman/Flint Marko

Lizard/Dr. Curtis Connors

If you think I'm missing someone just ask

Umbrella Academy

Luther Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Viktor Hargreeves

Fka Vanya for anyone not up to speed, he's going by Viktor now that Elliot Page has come out

I will not use she/her pronouns or the name Vanya, if I get a req for Vanya it will be written for Viktor.

Star Wars

Prequels/Clone Wars

Anakin Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Captain Rex

Commander Cody

Padme Amidala

Original Trilogy

Luke Skywalker

Leia Organa Skywalker

Han Solo

Lando Calrissian

Mandalorian/Post War Era

Mando/Din Djarin

Bo Katan-Kryze

Cobb Vanth

I know I'm missing some I know it just ask and I'll let yall know

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare

Ghost/Lt. Simon Riley

Soap/Sgt. Johnny MacTavish

Gaz/Sgt. Kyle Garrick

Captain John Price

Colonel Alejandro Vargas

Rudy/Sgt. Rodolfo Parra

Commander Philip Graves

Monster AU

AU is NOT MINE: it belongs to @/bluegiragi I just think it's sexy

Ghost/Lt. Simon Riley: Wraith

Soap/Sgt. Johnny MacTavish: Werewolf

Gaz/Kyle Garrick: Harpy

Captain John Price: Dragon

Colonel Alejandro Vargas: Nagual

Rudy/Sgt. Rodolfo Parra:

Commander Philip Graves: Vampire

For my König gays and girlies, I love him, and I will write for him, but I don't know a lot about him so bear with me here, I'm trying.

I'll write Monster!AU König as well just ask <3 and the ask doesn't have to be within the confines of the AU "canon," or any canon for that matter

[kaiobeast]

Bruh your tags on my reblogged gif post. Deadass I would cut a bitch for more Wanda/Kurt content. I ALSO DEMAND TO SEE ANIMATED NOCTURNE 😭 who do I have to fight to make this shit happen?

BRUH I HAVE BEEN A KURWANDA FAN SINCE THE DAYS OF EVOLUTION AND THIRSTED FOR MORE SHIP CONTENT FOR LITERALLY DECADES.

It is definitely my oldest and dearest OTP.

They just have?? So much in common??? Both have parental issues stemming from having a psychotic parent, both were ABANDONED by said psycho parent, both have roots in eastern europe, both have ties to the mystic arts, and both have mutations that are feared and extreme even by freaking mutant standards.

They just have a lot of chemistry together idk. They have personalities that balance each other out pretty well, Kurt's outgoing and playful nature balancing against Wanda's more introverted and aloof personality. They're very aesthetic together too, not to mention that they canonically make beautiful babies together lol. I'm still mad that WATXM ended before TJ made an appearance because everyone knows they were building up to it.

Geez, I remember when I used to lurk on Nightscrawlers back in the day looking for Kanda and Kurtty stuff to read (RIP basically a dead forum nowadays). Even tho they don't talk much, I also shipped them pretty hard in Evo too. They had similar feel to the whole Kitty/Lance thing, except Kurt and Wanda would have actually made it interesting because of all the above listed reasons on top of being on opposite sides AND because Evo Wanda was pretty loyal to Mystique, whom Kurt had a lot of complicated feelings about. There could have been a lot of subject matter and drama that could have been milked there.

I'll admit that I haven't picked up the comics in like... uh... a few years haha, so I'm admittedly a little out of touch with what Kurt's been up to lately but I still have a whole drawer full comics that feature Kurt. The Nightcrawler backissue collection from 2004 are still some of my most prized possessions. I really wish they hadn't dropped the idea of Kurt being a sort of supernatural detective (almost like a John Constantine-type character) because that was a really, really cool idea.

Sorry, went on a tangent there lol.

It's been a hot minute since I've really been in the Xmen/Kurt fandom for a while, but man, when it gets brought up I go off like:

[morethanonepage]

I know it was a queue post so you may not remember it but you are so right about that reblog about "toxic characters who try to do the right thing" being John Constantine. I will die on this hill. Like if John really wanted to be an evil bastard he wouldn't do half the shit he does. But he wants to do the right thing. Even though honestly, it'd probably make his life a hell of a lot easier if he was just a selfish asshole who never cared about anyone else like he pretends to be. (He is a selfish asshole bastard but he's more than that) I just have too many feelings about this. sorry for rambling lol

i'm sorry to not have posted a response to this before bc it's so true! john talks a good game about being the literal worst/totally self interested but legitimately any time a friend comes to him w/ a magic problem (sometimes even a non magic problem) he DOES try to help. does he do a good job? no. does he usually cause more problems than he solves? yes. but it's not out of malice! it's -- well mostly out of over confidence in his own abilities but still. he does try.

like he knows he's a mess, he knows he's done selfish/morally questionable things, and he knows he's not the best person in the world, but he's usually pretty loyal to his friends and he doesn't like seeing vulnerable people taken advantage of and i think at his core -- like going back to when he was a little kid -- he does have some sort of warped sense of chivalry toward women esp (in a vaguely misogynistic way tbh but-- well esp in Hellblazer i think it makes sense given his upbringing).

idk. there's just so much to john and his motivations (like sometimes he is trying to just flex his magic skills BUT ALSO trying to help someone out at the same time, like he did with Chas & his mother & the monkey). i think sometimes he justifies some of the uh. more sentimental/softer things he does for people BY claiming (to himself/as an unreliable narrator) that he's only doing it for selfish reasons/for a laugh.

but again. i think there's a lot to john's character that's just lost by seeing him only as like, a snarky competent magician guy who makes a lot of double entendres and flirts w everyone but is a "jerk to everyone he sleeps with" or w/e. like obviously he is that at times, but it's not ALL he's about, y'know?

[we-dragons]

I'm from a different dimension actually Chapter 7 Damian x reader

"Ira! I need my emergency kit!" Molly is pulling at my hair with a brush, I grimace at my reflection, she had put pearls and violet gems in my hair. Seeing as it already wasn't long bearly pushing past my ears, even though there aren't many of them in there it ways down in some places. I had already allowed her to put me in a ball gown, which I'm sure costs much more than my apartment building. It reminds me of peacock feathers, purples, greens, blues fill the cloth they blend seamlessly dark purple at the top and ending with blue at the bottom. I look at the matching marbled shoes and guilt climbs through me.

"Molly I don't need makeup, I'm already in a peacock dress, and there are gems in my hair. Besides the mascara is enough I don't want to spend an hour rubbing anything else off." Molly gasps, a hand gripping at her heart.

"Why-how could you say such a thing!" Ira hands Molly her phone, she screams. "We're going to be late! Ira put the bag back!" I'm yanked from my chair and raced down the hall within minutes I'm thrown into a limo with Molly's parents. Molly jumps in starting to yell at the driver shocking her parents who kept telling her to calm down. It doesn't take long to get to Wayne Manor, the courtyard is crowded filled with flashing lights from cameras reporters, and newscasts. They surrounded every inch with an exception of a semi-circle right at the front of the building where the car pulled up. Once more I'm pulled roughly out of the vehicle by molly, I nearly trip going up the stairs.

"Molly dear, we need to go in together!" My friend's mother pants from behind her husband seems to be in a similar position as me. Like mother like daughter.

I pull my arm away from Molly gently and smooth out my peacock dress, I sigh internally finding relief that I had personally told Molly to make the dress so it covered without it being tight. If I didn't then I would be pulling up the fabric like Molly who went not so modest. Not only had she blinged out she full-on black and high heels that pushed out her height. She looked good, and she made her parents match. When her mother finally catches up she puts a hand on her daughter's shoulder.

What happens after the incident leaves me at a table sitting behind a card with my name on it. Molly was seated somewhere else because I had used my own invitation instead of being a plus one. My eyes cast over the room soaking in again the decor of the newly decorated main floor. My energy seems to drain while I watch the people chat dance and laugh. No one was seated at my table and I was slightly relieved but I still felt odd. I had gone to parties with my mom in the past, ones that were held in her honor about her findings. I feel myself relishing in those memories I had looking back at the times she would pull a silly face at me while I was bored at said parties, or told a joke in some of her speeches. My mother was the expert in The Islamic Golden Era, despite not being a Muslim herself. She prided herself on giving credit to those who deserved more but had their work stolen by Europeans. But then, when she went on that Egypt and Greece dig she had found something that unnerved her. I knew what it was, and I wish I hadn't either. My happy thoughts turn sour, and I can feel myself grimace. I am tired...so tired.

"You made it, It's good to see you here." my head whips around falling on emerald eyes.

"Yeah, I had already told Molly that she could take me to the next party she goes to. However, I didn't know that if you came with an invite and not a plus one that you had to sit at a separate table." He snorts and sits down to my right.

"You were originally sat by her but father assumed I needed a friend," He shows me a card with his name on it. "so he changed Grayson out for you."

"Do you not have friends?"

"None close by."

"When have I accepted you as a friend?" He smiles

"That is a good question, but the same goes for me, you more someone I tolerate."

"Same here, Besides your a bad influence."

"tsk,...touche." his gaze looks me up and down and I have the sudden urge to say 'eyes up here'.

"You look tired, would you like to go to the library?"

"Usually libraries and tired people don't mix."

"How about a tour then, we have several artifacts my father has purchased that you might find interesting." He pushes harder.

"You want an excuse to leave, don't you? I thought my main purpose for being here was to talk to Mr.Wayne, not venture into the mansion." He sighs with his own body, visibly exaggerating the movements.

"My father is deeply preoccupied already in another engagement, he won't even be here for hours. Would you prefer to stay here doing nothing or would you like to leave?" He sounds rather annoyed while looking off to his left and scowling more. I follow my eyes to a group of three who I recognize from the cafe, all of them are pointing and smirking. I being to feel more drained at the thought of them coming here and stand. "Your home, where to first?" He shoots up, grabbing my hand dragging me through the dense crowd of people.

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"Amazing, this would date back to the early years of feudal Japan, this is Greek! Oh! There's a Khopesh and a Canaan Sickel sword on this wall!"

Damian scoffs sounding more like a laugh than a mocking tone. "You can tell the difference." I give him a look, feeling offended.

"Of course I can, you mostly can tell by the markings on the blade." I turn my head back to the wall slowly pointing to the distinguishable pieces of evidence. "This one is older Hebrew, and here you can see small hieroglyphics depicting the sun. Plus the metals on each blade are very different." I tilt my head back to him, his face stays indifferent. "You knew that already didn't you?" He nods and walks again.

"You must really like history, seems like you could talk about it none stop." He calls back.

"Did you forget who my mother was?"

"I thought she specialized in the Islamic golden era."

"It didn't mean she didn't know the history of other peoples. My mother developed research of anything she could get her hands on." I pause for a minute. "What about you, where did you learn."

"I was taught by some of the best in the world, my mother made sure of it."

"I see." We talk more while examining the objects displayed, I had fun just listening to him explain how his father got some of them. Though the collection wasn't huge it still made me a bit happy to see the objects. My phone buzzes, and I quickly take it out of my pocket.

Molly: Hey where are you we need to get going!

Molly: Dad got too drunk and now he's crying about the world.

Molly: We will be outside, Be there.

"Sorry, I have to get going, I'll see you at school later!" I run through the hall and snag as many macarons as I can on the way out. Molly waves from the car opening the door so I slide in faster.

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"Sorcerer found. Name: Doctor Fate, Subject: host"

"Anyone else?"

"Database shows,... John Constantine, and Zatanna. All other information is unavailable."

"Gather what they have on the crows send probes if you must."

"Proceeding."

Nightmare stands by the window waiting for his queue. I pull a scale out from the box and open the window. I hand him the scale and he chews effectively destroying the small miracle. "Remember stay out of sight if someone spots you wipe it from their memory and if you see a crow take the fight to the in-between and go for the kill. You have a little bit of my power with you only use it when needed." He purrs, rubbing his head on my hand, then jumps. He vanishes. I sigh putting the device in the box marked with an X just in case and push it under my bed. I head out into my living room putting some things away and cleaning here and there. Proud of my work I turn on the TV and sprawl on my sofa with a bowl of popcorn. Reruns of Highlander play on one of my favorite channels, I smile at my luck and sing to the theme song.

*Thunk thunk thunk*

I jump at the sound, I hear the noise again and follow it to my kitchen bat in hand. I flip on the light and smack my face, a very wet robin scowls at me through the glass. Only then did I notice the rain, and I pray that Nightmare is staying safe. I open the door and let him in, he mutters a thank you while walking in dipping water on my floor.

"Not to be rude, but is there something you need?" He ignores me and continues dragging water on the floor to the living room.

"Robin?" I catch up to him, he pulls something out from his ear and stuffs it in his pocket.

"I would like to stay here for a little while"

"How long is a little while, will I need to pull out the bed in the couch?" He gives me a look.

"There's a bed in your couch?"

"Sometimes I want to watch TV while I do my homework, laying down here makes it easier." I go to the bathroom to pull out some towels.

"Where was this when I was heavily injured?"

"I'm sorry, but the fact that you were bleeding was more concerning. I also put new sheets on the bed and you broke a perfectly good window. There is still blood on my cushions, and you wanted me to place you on the bed?" grabbing the biggest fluffiest towel in the bunch walking back out to the living room.

"You still on about that?"

"It was expensive!" I hold out the towel, he takes it and places his yellow cape in my hand. I frown but head to the coat rack hanging the heavy fabric on the highest rung. I feel short noticing its length, I turn back to Robin who's sat down on the couch the large towel engulfing him completely minus his hair. The black strands stuck oddly to his face and drooped sadly, I almost laugh because he looks like a sad cat. Like Nightmare whenever I give him a bath, I think I have a picture of that somewhere. "Did you want something to drink or eat?"

"Why is it that every time I come here you offer something?"

"It's a hospitality thing I got living in Minnesota, it's just being nice. Besides, you work to protect people, don't you? It only makes sense that I offer you something, I doubt you get paid to do your job. I bet you have countless scars from just doing so, I can do my part and help you feel comfortable. Call it a form of respect."

"Tsk."

I stroll into the kitchen, "Well, I suppose I could give some soda, tea, or water after all you left plenty on the floor."

"What happened to respect?"

"Well, I have feelings to sir! Tossing my words aside like that, I shouldn't even feed you." I poke my head back out, I smile at his scowl while he in turn glares at me. "Now for once, I am out of tea but I have several cans of cherry coke and some popcorn and macarons from a party I went to earlier. How about that?"

"That's fine." I hum grabbing what I needed and plopped back down in my seat handing him the coke. I place the brightly colored macarons and some chips I found between us along with the popcorn. I let myself get absorbed into the Highlander again just as MacLeod beheads another immortal and gains his Quickening.

"What is this?" My Jaw drops while I look at him concerned.

"Just how uncultured are you." His face flushes and his face twists he opens his mouth but i stop him. "Say no more, I will be right back." I come out with my computer and pull up VUDU opening season one of the show. "Sit back buckaroo, now your in for the long haul. Now right now all you need to know is 'There can only be one." His face contorts in confusion, but gives in and moves closer.

"I'm not going to get in trouble with Batman am I." He smirks.

"Most likely."

"Dammit."

[deathofbat]

Fanart dosent belong to me it belongs to oursweetescape.this is just a fanfic story.

apokolips war did not happened.

Raven was turning 23 today. She left titans and lives now in metropolis. She has a fiancee name Jack. Her life was doing great until on her birthday eveything changed.

Jack:So who are you going invite to tour birthday,I hope no ex boyfriend.

Raven:you know just my dad and my uncle john the usual .

Jack:Why dont you tell me from your past?

For christ sake we want to get married some times dont we and start a family.

Raven:It is my birthday and cant you not ruin it.Im going to see my dad at daily planet.

See you later.

Jack:Talia wait im sorry.

Raven lefts the house.she changed her name,her identity for a better life. After she left titans clark kent adopt her and took her and raised as her own.she sees him as her father that she never had and john Constantine helped her with her dad trigon and her magic .she sees him as a uncle.

She walks to the daily planet looking for clark but she cant see him. she calls him .

Raven:Dad where are your right now?

Clark:I'm at Gotham,i have some business here.

Raven:Oh sorry didn't know.

Raven can hear batman saying to clark:Do it or i do it.

Raven:Do what?

Clark:Im sorry i call you later .

Raven gets confused. Clark always tells her everything he trusts her but in batcave He is responsible for something big that will change ravens life.

In batcave=

Clark:Are you our of your mind i cant tell her to come here its her birthday.

Bruce:I can prepare her birthday party right now and i already sent a jet to pick her up they will be here for one hour so i hope you are ready to tell her.

Clark:Goddammit bruce this all your fucking fault.

Bruce:My fault? I didn't took a half demon in my home as my daughter. I told you the first day of this situation. If you cant handle it then let me handle or i find someone that can handle it for you.

Clark:I know i know im sorry . Its just she is my daughter and i cant break her heart.

Bruce :I understand.

Clark:Is damien going to be here ?

Bruce:No, i sent him on a hard task. He is on a boat in sea looking for croc and king shark.

Clark:does he know?

Bruce:No.

Bruce get angry and sad.he goes to alfred and talks to him about the birthday. while he does now clark is on the phone with raven.

Clark:Bruce wanted to get you something nice and because you are getting married soon he thought he want to see you before he goes to a long mission.

Raven:Ok i understand but why couldn't he tell us sooner?

Clark: i explain everything to you here.

Raven:ok.

Raven got in the plane and started concentrating. She was looking for someone.

She closed her eyes and started concentrating on her magic.

She saw him on the boat fighting with king shark and croc.she saw that he was bleeding.

She shouted no and jack woke her up.

Jack:is everything alright?

Raven:yes, no ,... ah i mean yes it was just a dream.

Jack:ok we are landing now get ready.

They landed and after they got in a car and drove to Wayne house.

They arrived and alfred greeted them.

Alfref:Master wayne and master clark are waiting for you lady raven follow me.

Raven started following and jack was about follow when.

Alfred:Im afraid they want to see only lady raven is a daughter father matter.

Raven:it's ok i will join the party later.

They were going to batcave and raven started a conversation with alfred.

Raven:so how you been alfred.

Alfred:oh I'm good thank you for asking.

Raven:I dont see damien around here,his bike wasn't outside too.

Alfred:oh master damien and master jason left for a mission they are sorry that they cant come to your party.

Yesterday at batcave=

Bruce: i need you to distract him tomorrow night.

Jason:For how long?

Bruce:All night.

Jason:what do you think the witch do when she finds out. She will go straight to him and he finds out.

Bruce:let me worry about that.

Raven arrived she went to clark and hugged him.

Raven: What it is? Why are you wanted me here?

A little girl started running to raven she was like 7 years old and hugged her and told her:

The girl:You look beautiful.

Raven:Thank you and what your name?

The girl: my name is martha and I'm 4half years old.

Bruce:Alfred could you please escort Martha wayne to the party.

Alfred:of course sir,lady Martha could you please follow me?

Martha waved and said goodbye to raven.

Raven saw damien's eyes in her.

Raven shouted angry:WHO IS SHE ?WHO IS SHE?

Clark:calm down sweet hart let bruce tell you everything.

Raven:Don't tell me to calm down who is she?

Bruce:Her name is martha wayne she is 4 years old and it's my granddaughter.

Tears started to come out of raven's eyes

Raven:who are they parent's?

Bruce:Damein and you.

Raven fell on her knees and started crying she look confused. She knew it was her daughter because of ber looks and that damien and her and a thing back in day.

Raven:but i can't remember giving birth.

Bruce:zatanna took your memory of being pregnat and having a child.

Raven:Does damien knows?

Bruce:No and will stay that way.

Raven:Why did you do this?

Bruce:you are hald demon half human and your father's are a ailen and a demon. Damien is air to being leader of league of assassins and son of Bruce Wayne and batman. Your daughter would be in danger all the time and not knowing a normal life.

I let you know this now because Martha started to ask about her parents and damien is out of control .He goes to missions like he wants to die.

Raven:I'm going to tell him and im going to have my memory back . And im going raise my daughter with damien or without damien.

Bat computer alerts bruce that damien and jason are coming back.

Raven:I want my daughter NOW.

Alfred brings martha and give it to her mother.

Raven:Martha im your mother amd you are going start livng with me.

Martha:yaay am i going to meet my dad to.

Raven:yea and we have to go now say bye to your grandfather.

Martha:bye grandfather bruce.

Bruce:Bye sweety i will see you every weekend.

Clark:raven let me help you.

Raven:I'm sorry but I'm mad at you to i just want to be alone with my daughter.

Clark:What about jack?

She took her ring off and gave it to Clark.

Raven:Tell him I'm sorry but i can't marry him.

She was about go when Jason and damien arrived.

Damien was bleeding and was looking so good.

Jason:We need help alfred prepare the medical room.

Jason carries damien to the medical room.

Raven gets worried and heals him with her healing power.

Damien:Raven what are doing here? And who is the little girl?

This was chapter one let me know shoud i continue or not?

[handgiven]

emmanuel's eyes seem to follow constantine around, though the other's body does not seem to move, his mind wanders. the angel can tell where he has stepped over a line and gave the other perhaps too much food for thought. he closes his eyes, opens them again, inhales a breath of air just to taste a warm day in the park and lowers his legs under him again, refusing to hide behind his knees like a scared little fledgling.

"i'm sorry. i should not have put all of this on you. i cannot ask you to just accept all that." he sighs, settling once again into the belief that it is better to treat humans the way you would treat children. allow them to grow, but be careful about serving them the world by portions, lest they get overwhelmed. or sad. it truly feels like he messed up a perfectly good day, a perfectly good talk, just because his mind skipped to someone he knew a long time ago.

yet, he cannot not argue one last time. to him, the outcome is not all bad. he cannot stop himself making one last attempt at phrasing just what he values so much just at the idea of one john constantine. "i am saying that as much as it is in your nature to try to fix things, to others their nature may dictate otherwise." he pauses. "that nature may be theirs alone, but it is natural to the likes of you to try act even so. you try where we could not. even though it is much to ask. it is. and yet ask we do not need, because had we asked, you would not do it. you do what you do because you would have yourself be this way."

he quiets down, then. realising that he probably stumbled over words more than he had to. fearing again that he'd overstepped. best to abandon this topic and pay attention to sunlight again. he closes his eyes, shakes his head as if to disperse the fog once again forming around his thoughts. "i. well. i can cure hangovers, should you want that." something tells him constantine enjoys inflicting suffering upon himself too much. "i can heal those that need it. i can bring light where there is none. mostly, i don't want you to feel you are only out to fend for yourself alone. you are not. you do not have to be. you have, for long enough. all you have to do is ask. you only have to say the name. emmanuel. and if i can, i will be there. that... is what friends do?"

the instinct is to SCOFF, which he does — bollocks "it all comes down to free will", sure it does. right up until you think you can get one over on the other side, until someone needs an example or a sacrificial lamb. just ask sodom and gomorrah. just ask the HUMAN son of god — but for once, scoffing is all he does. there's a part of him, buried deep and worn threadbare, that has been craving these kinds of answers since he was a kid, cowering from his father in a poor mining town; since he first figured out that you couldn't count on anyone but YOURSELF to save your skin. he wants to know why.

and fuck him, but he's never met an angel so SINCERE. so unequivocally bleeding heart. much as the cynic in him insists it's all an act, nettling the poor sod just feels like kicking a puppy. not that he's a soft touch, mind; but he recognizes REMORSE when he sees it. he recognizes it all too bloody well.

' . . . you're sayin' we're all fucked by our own 'and an' now we've got to live with the MESS. ' it's a horribly depressing thought, but it's not new: he's seen people be capable of things that would put supernatural forces to shame; miracles and curses of hand and mouth enacted solely through the power of intention, no magic required — and yet the ones who can make the strongest waves will ALWAYS use that power to stamp on everyone in their wake. everyone scrabbling over each other to get to heaven first when the gates are already closed. ' yeah. figured. '

oh, he understands: he understands that he should've known better than to prod about holy purpose bullshite. even if the angels did do something substantial, how long before human avarice and greed went and buggered it all up again? not fucking terribly, is the answer. there's no help for any of them that they won't just PISS AWAY. he closes his eyes against a despairing headache, swallowing disappointment and frustration like familiar pills. ' speakin' of, what exactly does your friendship entail, eh? divine intervention? instant hangover cure? the miraculous unearthing of lost doctor who episodes? i dunno, tell us about yourself or summat. ' christ, he must REALLY be knackered to be asking for idle chatter. he'll pay for it later, he's sure.