#i was thinking they were both in the nightshade academy and since members are getting k-ed off

[ghoclish]

✧   𓂅   closed   for   @noviicaine .

wednesday   preferred   to   work   alone   .   less   distractions   ,   less   opinions   ,   less   necks   she   had   to   keep   from   being   sliced   (   apparently   in   the   night   shade   society   that   was   frowned   upon   ,   who   knew   ?   )   .   why   then   ,   was   there   someone   beside   her   ,   breathing   down   her   neck   and   offering   unsolicited   advice   on   how   to   pick   a   lock   ?   that's   a   mystery   almost   more   pressing   than   who   was   picking   off   society   members   one   by   one   .   “   if   you   don't   stop   telling   me   what   to   do   the   possibility   that   there's   a   serial   killer   on   the   other   side   of   this   door   will   be   the   least   of   your   problems   .   ”   with   the   latest   victim's   room   being   cleared   in   twenty   four   hours   ,   wednesday   knew   the   time   to   ransack   was   limited   .   she   needed   clues   and   she   needed   clues   fast   ,   the   scene   of   a   crime   was   the   perfect   place   to   start   .   it   was   unfortunate   that   vivian   thought   the   same   .   with   a   satisfying   click   the   door   swung   open   and   wednesday   turned   to   her   companion   .   “   after   you   .   i   think   we   can   both   agree   if   anything   were   to   happen   i'm   much   more   valuable   to   the   investigation   process   .   ”

[itzagothamcitysiren]

There’s Only Us Left Now

An update two days in a row? Wow, there really is something wrong with me lol. 

I’m feeling slightly better after taking the morning to just take care of myself. I got the haircut that I’ve needed since like before covid started. I got my oil change that needed to be change since June. And I went to Ulta and got a new eye shadow pallete and Old Navy for some flannels.  Now I’m going to eat my Taco Bell and get back into writing this! 

Thanks again to those who are still reading this <3 This chapters a little shorter than what I usually write but I wanted to show stuff from Tim’s POV. 

I Had a Dream I Was a Vigilante’s Side Kick pt. 4

           Tim Drake was a considerably patient kid as having patience was a requirement in his family. Having strong shoulders was another one as the amount of bullshit his father piled onto them would overwhelm the average fifteen year old. Tim wasn’t the strongest but up until now he was pretty damned sure that he was strong enough to deal with it.

           He ran his hands through his hair again. His back still leaned against his bedroom door that separated him from the living room. The conversation he could hear from the opposing side was going just as badly as the one he had yesterday with Halley Wilson had gone. He closed his eyes when he heard his father’s grunt and the sound of him being hit in the gut.

           Okay, maybe it was going worse.

           Tim wanted to step out and help his father but he wasn’t an idiot. Oswald Cobblepot’s cronies, as thick headed as they were, could easily make Tim regret any stand of rebellion. That was why he banked all his cards into the famed batfamily. They could give him the skills he needed to protect his family from the consequences of his father’s life choices. He would’ve been able to stop this.

           He knew he could’ve simply asked for help but what would they really have done? Batman wasn’t the Batman he once was. Like he had told Halley, he was darker, more brutal as he fought. Tim grew up idolizing the hero and like any kid in Gotham wanted to be the next Robin. But unlike all those other kids Tim was fit for the job.

           Hell he had figured out that Bruce Wayne was Batman. He found out all of their identities. Tim knew how to track them down and where to find them. He’d tailed Halley for weeks without her noticing him. She was supposed to be his ticket in. He failed of course. He knew his chances of actually getting her on his side were slim but he thought he’d get further than he had.  At the time, he was unaware the details but he knew there had to be some big reason for her to quit being Nightshade. He was naïve to think he could get her back into the game with him tagging along.

           “He died because of the Joker.” Halley’s words echoed in his head as he heard his father let out another grunt. Tim knew that there was a risk being Batman’s sidekick and he had a hunch that the whole skiing accident story about Jason Todd was in fact just a story and held no real truth.

           Tim pulled away from the door quiet as to not alert the goons invading his house that he was home. His dad was a screw up that much Tim knew but like Tim he wasn’t an idiot. He made idiotic decisions like taking out a loan with the Penguin that he knew he wouldn’t be able to pay back but he wasn’t stupid. He was just desperate; he was desperate to save his failing business and make a better life for his family. Tim could relate trying to rake through his mind for a solution for his failed attempt yesterday.

           He made his way to his balcony. They only lived on the third floor and the climb down by the fire escape wasn’t that hard. He could go try again. Maybe explain his situation better. Maybe Halley would put the cape and mask back on just to help him take down Penguin? No, she wouldn’t. But if he had to deduce anything he’d be pretty confident in saying that she told the other me members of the batfamily about him knowing their secret. He could use that to go straight to Batman. The taxi ride out to Wayne Manor wasn’t the worst. It was only a little more expansive than boy could afford right now but it could possibly be worth it.

           He rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he looked out at the streets below him. Would it be worth it though? His father got them in too deep with one of the biggest crime bosses of Gotham. Batman would just slap him around a bit and then send him to Arkham in which Cobblepot would just live out his sentence in luxury until he was let out. His family would still be indebted with him and in trouble when he got out. And he would get out; he always got out.

           Tim’s eyes lit with a spark an idea flashing across his mind.  He was either a genius or he was either insane. Beyond insane, he decided to himself before softly rushing back into his room, but extremely genius.

           He stood still hearing the intruders bidding farewell too his father with a demand for him to make sure he can pay up at their next visit. Tim looked down knowing his dad was most likely making his way to the bathroom to lick his wounds before his mother caught home from work. Unlike his mother, Tim wasn’t kept in the dark from his father’s misfortune, having caught his father during another one of his meetings some time ago.

           Once Tim heard the front door be locked and the bathroom door close, he picked up his step and made his way to his desk. He opened up his laptop, logging in and setting himself off to work. His fingers typed furiously, his eyes flickered across the screen and his mind was pushed the farthest it had ever been pushed. Tim was great with computers. So great that he was able to not only use it to track down Halley but when he was first learning how to hack he had been able to award himself a full scholarship to Gotham Academy.

           Tim was smart enough to get in but his guidance counselor never got around to submitting his application in time. You gotta love Gotham’s amazing public school system, Tim huffed, remembering how little the counselor cared about her delay. And it wasn’t like Tim’s parents could really afford to send him themselves right now. Maybe a couple of years ago when his father had just begun stepping into the higher class of Gotham. But that was before he made a couple of bad deals that lead them to where they were now.

           The fifteen year old cracked his knuckles the time passing by quickly as he continued to work. The sun setting and then rising didn’t faze him. He was done by the time he was supposed to be waking up and getting ready for school. He smirked as he closed the laptop knowing his work was done. He had managed to do exactly what Batman failed to do. He finally found a way to take Oswald Cobblepot down for good.

           The smug smile he wore from the moment he closed his laptop to the moment he walked to school and to the moment he sat in the library alone during lunch never faded. He was already the weird, poor, outcasted kid in the school but he didn’t care if the twisted smile he had on helped his case or not. He was happy; he stuck it right where it hurt. Oswald deserved everything Tim did last night.

           He jingled his house keys, a certain pep in his step as he walked down the hallway to his apartment. His book bag slung over his shoulder, the day going by as quick as a breeze. He wanted to tell his dad what he did but he knew that it was a secret he was meant to keep. He hummed to himself as he opened the door to the apartment.

           For the first time since it appeared, the self-righteous look on his face was torn right off.      His eyes scanned around the kitchen, the open dining area shown off as well. His eyes nearly blew out of his skull as he saw the disarray the rooms were in. The side table where they all left their keys and mail was knocked over as if someone was pushed into it in some sort of scuffle. The dining room table was top side as well one of the chair broken and tossed off to the side.

           He felt his heart stop quietly closing the door behind him and ignoring every instinct to run away. He could hear soft sobs. They sounded like his mother. Oh no, he thought dreadfully. There was no way Cobblepot knew it was him. There was no way. Tim used every form of protection he had. He used firewall after firewall, decoy vpn after decoy vpn. Tim was so sure he was careful. And if he knew how did he find out so quickly?

           “Mom?” he called out, his voice shaking. On his way to the living room, where the sound of her cries were coming from, he stopped in the kitchen and grabbed the first thing he could find. It was a frying pan but it would do. “Mom.” He called out again stepping over one of the chairs on the floor.

           “Mom!” He called out when he got sight of her. She sat on the couch, her head in her hands and shoulders shaking. The small living room was just as a mess as the first half of the house. Tim crouched down in front of her, resting a hand on her shoulders. “Are you okay? What happened?”

           His mother raised her head, staring at her son with her tear reddened eyes. She choked out a sob before launching herself at him and pulling him into a tight embrace. Her words were hard to understand as she began to talk, but Tim knew what happened.

           “They took your father! They wouldn’t tell me why! I don’t even know who they are. They just came in and did this,” She cried, releasing her son and motioned to the apartment. “They said if I called the cops they’d kill him. I don’t know what to do.”

           Tim bit his lip knowing exactly what happened and who they were. He stood up heading out of the living room and to his room. His mother followed him still obviously shaken and didn’t know what her son was up too or why he looked so unsurprised. Tim took a quick peek at his desk. His fear was confirmed when he saw that it was missing. He cursed to himself. His mother always said Tim and his father were two peas in a pod but he never believed it until now.

           “Mom,” he said placing both hands on her shoulder.  “You need to get out of the city. Go to Gram’s house. I know who can help us but it’s not safe for you.”

           “Excuse you?” the woman exclaimed, putting her hands on her hips. “What are you talking about? No, what I’m going to do is go to the police. It’s what I should’ve done.” She sniffled, wiping her face and moving to head to the phone in the kitchen.

           Tim beat her too it, snatching it out of her hands and smashing it onto the floor and stomping on it. He rubbed his foot in it and looked up at her apologetically.

           “Timothy!” She cried out.

           “I’m sorry but don’t call them. They’re serious. They’ll kill Dad.” Tim explained as he began to back away. “Go to Gram’s.” He repeated before making a dash to the front door and bolting out of the apartment before his mother could stop him.

           He ignored her screaming after him and raced out and onto the streets of Gotham. He pushed past people, shouting out apologies. His breath was heavy as he ran making his way in desperation to Gotham University.

[ask-stjerne-and-logan]

Headcanons for team SPVM

Because I think I owe you an explaination

Team SPVM is a team of four students that attended Beacon around the same time as team STRQ.

Their members were Saffron Fallende (Stjerne's mother and the former Virgo bearer), Peach Blossom (currently a professor at Beacon Academy), Verusium Nightshade (Stjerne's Father) and Merlin Clementis (Logan's Uncle and the former Orion Bearer)

Team SPVM was close to team STRQ (well, most of them, anyway) and like them, got into all sorts of trouble.

They graduated alongside team STRQ and unlike them, split up to follow their own separate paths.

Peach stayed at Beacon another year to study to be a professor at Beacon Academy. Merlin started out as a Combat instructor at Signal. Saffron and Verusium both went on to work alongside Ozpin in his Circle group.

Saffron and Verusium had been staying in a shabby hotel in Vale. Unfortunately for them, the innkeeper had a dislike of huntsmen and huntresses and overcharged them to a point where all they could afford was to put food on the table.

When Saffron became pregnant with Stjerne, they didn't have enough funds to register into a hospital and get an ultrasound, so they didn't know whether Stjerne would be a boy or a girl. To make matters worse, the Innkeeper threatened to triple their rent, should they have their child at the inn.

Finally sick of all the backlash, Verusium started searching for another place to go, but had no success. Peach then jumped in and offered to let them stay at Beacon, to which they gladly accepted.

Stjerne was born on the same night Verusium and Saffron arrived at Beacon, about a month early from her original due date. Because she turned out to be a girl (obviously), Saffron expected that Stjerne would be the next one to receive Virgo Heritage (which she did)

A week after Stjerne was born, Verusium managed to sign up for a mission in the Mt. Glenn area. The mission was to investigate the old Merlot Industry building which was supposedly abandoned. Even though Verusium claimed that Merlin would go with him on the mission, Saffron was not eased and warned Verusium to be careful.

Three weeks after their mission, Verusium did not return, which started to worry Saffron. Two days after that, Merlin came back, with the confirmation that Verusium had died during the mission, due to the poisoning of the chemicals found in Merlot Industries.

Saffron fell into a deep state of depression for the next week, refusing to eat, or communicate with Peach or the other faculty members. During that time, Peach took care of Stjerne.

After her week of grieving and two years of raising Stjerne, Saffron started taking on dangerous missions that required her to be on the battlefield for at least 2-3 weeks at a time. During this time, Stjerne would either stay with a babysitter at her home in Vale, or with Peach at Beacon.

After at least a year and a half of Saffron's reckless mission routine, Peach, with Glynda's aid, managed to convince Ozpin to refuse giving Saffron missions for the next year and a half. Together, they convinced Saffron that she needed to stay alive for Stjerne and that she needed her. Saffron reluctnantly agreed and complied with her order.

During this time, Merlin, who had returned back to Atlas after Verusium's funeral, met and started courting Morgan La Fluer, a graduate of Atlas Academy. Two years later, they married. Unfortunately, Morgan was unable to have children, which deeply grieved the couple.

After a year and a half had passed, Saffron was taking Stjerne back to Beacon so that she could drop her off while she went to get her next mission from Ozpin. Unfortunately, Saffron was assailed on route and was brutally murdered. Stjerne barely managed to escape with Ozpin's aid. (Ozpin was randomly strolling around during that time).

Saffron was buried next to Verusium a week after her murder had taken place. Stjerne had already been taken in by Ozpin and the rest of the Beacon Faculty.

Around this time, Merlin and Morgan both start looking after Logan Clementis, since his parents were too concerned with his 4 older brothers.

Result: 2/4 members of team SPVM are still alive.

Hope these help!

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