#imagine the shenanigans with everyone there

[frownyalfred]

Thinking about all the different ways the Batfam + Clark might have tried to keep Bruce from sneaking out to do Batman Stuff™️ after Bane broke his back. Like, Jason and Damien (timeline who?) Home-Alone-ing-the-mansion-in-a-slightly-less-lethal-way type shenanigans.

For some reason I'm imagining Leslie strictly limiting Bruce to "low impact" movement as he's healing, which, after some failed attempts at sneaking out/higher impact stuff, ends with getting yelled at by Alfred and (somehow?) Jason doing yoga/meditation with Bruce down in the Cave just to get this man to do something and stop driving everyone crazy.

And it works. They're kinda snippy but it peters out. Bruce winces and moves through the forms/holds with some difficulty, and Jason is sore right alongside him from a brutal patrol the night before so it all works out. They don't have to talk, but they hold each other's company.

[blauequuleus]

I like to think Danny does immediately tell Tim

“So okay I look 14 but I’m actually 37 but due to a little hiccup in life where I died and am still technically kinda dead I stopped aging physically”

Tim who’s been around a bunch of magical shenanigans bullshit is already immediately planning the funniest thing to mess with his family

“Okay cool but what if we don’t tell my family your actual age for shits and giggles”

But for a while the media and Batfam go a little insane cause it blows up that Tim has apparently taken in some random kid??

(And weirdly around the same time Red Robin got a new sidekick but no one’s gonna string those thumbtacks on the cork board together)

The Batfam in particular cause they can’t find any info on this kid or where he’s from (courtesy of Tucker and now Tim pitching in)

So they basically all go about treating Danny like the 14 year old they believe him to be while they dig for any info about him to which they find nothing

A few months later Tim is talking to the press about a bunch of new cool tech they’re releasing and that it comes from his recent hire in engineering who’s brilliant and has been in the field for decades.

He goes into all these details about this engineers degrees and his accomplishments.

And it turns out this is a very well known independent contractor that’s been well known for 20 years. Who’s famous for no one really knowing what he looks like but constantly outputs amazing stuff when hired.

So Tim in this press conference finally goes

“Actually I finally managed to convince him come out and talk in todays press conference about his newest work and his plans for it”

All the while with a suddenly bigger smile that looks like he’s holding back a laugh

So everyone starts getting excited/curious including the Batfam.

Cause they’ve heard about this new hire but Tim was adamant they leave him be for now cause Tim didn’t want them scaring the guy off with…how intense they can be

So imagine everyone’s surprise when Danny walks on stage and starts talking about HIS inventions.

Cause sir that’s a teenager the guy we’re talking about has been heard about in circles for decades.

All this to comes to a head when Danny gets directly asked about that

And Danny and Tim had planned to this so Danny just gives them the answer of

“Oh yeah I’m 37 but I’m a meta and my powers halted my aging soooo I have perpetual baby face”

And like yeah the press has more questions about THAT but they move on from that topic for now

Meanwhile the Batfam are sweating bullets in the back cause this means that every single one of them has been treating this grown ass man like a child for literally months.

They are all suddenly hit with very embarrassing memories of them treating Danny like a kid in private and public

Meanwhile Tim and Danny are trying so hard not to bust out laughing seeing all their faces because they did this for no other reason than to troll the rest of Tim’s family into embarrassing themselves

Tim’s motivation behind even doing all this? They cut him off from his coffee

I have been pulled from the depths of my hibernation by this post. And now y'all should know my drill. I'm making this DP x DC baby.

Anyway

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Tim opened his door to see what looked to be a underweight preteen. The boy looked to be the personification of a wet cat. "Do you need something kid?" Tim's asks and leans aginst the door frame. Tim raked his eyes across the kid, he had ice blue eyes and black hair 'he looks like adoption bait'.

"I know what you are" the kid says. Tim raises a brow 'is this kid with the paparazzi or something?'. Tim tilts his head and tired smile on his lips "oh, Do you now?".

The kid with an all to serious expression lifts up a photo... of him.... as Red Robin climbing into his apartments window 'well fuck'.

Tim grabbed the kid by the wrist and pulled him into his apartment "so what do you want?" Tim asks cearfully, grabbing his coffee mug and nursing it as he stared the kid down.

Tim dosnt want to come off as threatening, but he won't just let the bratt expose him. "So you are Red Robin?" The kid says, not in a way that makes him seem unsure of himself, but like in the way he wants to hear it from Tim's lips.

"You can't prove it" Tim says calmly sipping his coffee. Tim knows he basically just conformed it, but he could tell the kid already knew.

The little shit gave Tim a wide smirk and pulled a manila folder, out of... somewhere? And hands it to him. Tim takes it, sets down his coffee, and opens it. Inside are a few dozen pictures of Tim, some were his mask is off while he is still in suite.

"Ok you got me, so what do you want?" Tim says slightly impressed, he is getting flashbacks to his younger years of chasing Batman and Robin with his camera.

"I'm going to be your sidekick" The kid says firmly. Tim's jaw drops. It feels like he is blue-screening. 'Is this how Bruce felt?' "Ok" The word left Tim's lips before he even relized.

The kid stuck out his hand "it's a pleasure doing business with you, I'm danny". 'You know what fuck it, this is my kid now' Tim smirked tiredly, taking Danny's hand (his ice cold hand) in a firmly grip "Guess we need to pick out a name for your then".

Danny's grin grows showing too many teeth "i already have one, is go by Phantom"

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I also think this would be hilarious if danny is actually older than Tim but is stuck as a sad meow meow because he stopped aging after he died, and ge saw Red Robin, practically on his own and most of the support he was receiving was from other teens, and deciding, no, no kid should be without adult support.

Danny wished he had someone to watch his Back besides his freinds and sister, sure they helped a lot, but he feels he would have been better off with an adult mentor (shut up vald you were never his mentor, just a creepy fruitloop).

And if Red Robin thinks he's a kid, all the better, it should make him less reckless if he thinks he has a kid to watch out for.

[prkhaven]

currently thinking abt nnn w the hyung line (more preferably hee)…

oh i like this idea😼i may have gotten a little carried away with it

warnings: suggestive minors do not interact, profanity, small mention of sexual moments and slight intoxication

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Heeseung curses at himself for still being talked into these shenanigans—no nut november. It all started during a way past midnight gaming night session with his friends.

As he threw away the long black cloak somewhere in his closet to be forgotten of until next halloween with the discarded scream mask at hand that completed the entire costume you begged him to buy(and fuck you in). He stared at the mask with a tug at his lips upwards before throwing it somewhere on his cramped desk.

He ruffled his hair messily not sure if it worsen the state or bettered it after having the mask on for 3 continuous long hours. Tip toeing to his setup, taking quiet shallow breaths as you laid cutely, all curled up in his sheets as you wore his clothes, deep in slumber after he fucked you senseless.

After cleaning you up and peppering kisses over your body, he was ready to hit the hay with you until he was spammed to ‘hop on for a quick match’ by his forsaken friends. Which never ended up not happening anyway.

The moment he opened the voice chat on his pc, the gaming headphones messily placed on his head, his friend’s loud drunken slurred voices filled his ears. Hissing at the noise, he lowered the volume 10 folds to barely nothing.

“Heeseung!” Jake cheered once he saw that he joined the call after countless spams—completing the friend group call, “Finally decided to join us?”

“It’s almost 4 in the morning, go to sleep” He retorted, ignoring the question as he rubbed his sleepy eyes

“He’s not Heeseung right now, he’s ghostface” He heard Jay’s voice chiming in with a laugh causing everyone else but him to burst out in laughter

Earlier that night, you all were at some random costume party Jake found to celebrate the last day of October before entering the festive gratitude era of November. Heeseung entered with the ghostface mask on, the cloak he thankfully never tripped over and his hand protectively at your waist as you gleamed.

Through the entire party, you remained glued by his side, not daring to leave him alone knowing full well what title follows the infamous costume amongst the community.

And whenever he did decide to push up the mask, exposing his slight flushed cheeks, sweaty forehead and face whenever he needed a breather. You’d place sloppy pecks on his cheeks, lips and neck which quickly lead to your ultimate erupted departure from the party.

“Hahaha very funny” He lowly spoke rolling his eyes in the process hoping his friends could feel it through the screen

“How many rounds did you guys go for?” Sunghoon suddenly asked, his tone defying into a deeper drop making the call run silent

Heeseung may act oblivious but he wasn’t stupid. He sees the way his friends watch you whenever you’re around, how their arms hold you a bit tighter when you hug them goodbye or how painfully obvious their eyes linger for a second longer with hungry filled desire when they think he isn’t looking.

He knows you’re attractive, as your boyfriend he takes pride in knowing that and he knows his friends also find you attractive but he wonders how far his friends were willing to hold out before crashing straight into their own demise.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” He mumbled under his breath knowing the mic picked it up, “I’ll leave it up to your imagination” The tone harder to dissect than his usual playful one, it must be the late timing messing with him

A bubble erupted in the pit of his stomach. He wasn’t sure if he was instigating to see how they deal with the indirect jab or was just being standoffish, not liking the careless mention of how many rounds you two lasted from his friends.

It never bothered him before with previous girlfriends with the only literal 2 curious inquiry in total from his friends but when it came to you, it was always flip a coin on what he would feel whenever his friends decided to ask numerous invasive questions.

You were different, you were special to him and you somehow became special to his friends as well.

“Wait did you nut before or after midnight?!” Jake yelled into the mic, knocking out the train of thought that Heeseung almost threw his headphones towards his keyboard in haste from the sudden shout

“Why the fuck do you want to know that?” He heard Jay’s voice tuning in again matching the same volume, “I didn’t know you were freaky like that Jake” His tone dropping to a quieter one

“It’s Jake” Sunghoon deadpanned responded to Jay’s statement who hummed in acknowledgment a twinge of disappointment underneath it from his haste and careless judgment towards his friend

Hearing the accused let out a loud huff, Jake looked passed the attacks towards him, “Screw you both by the way, I’m asking because guess what day it is” Jake’s voice squeaked higher towards the end as if in anticipation holding back a fit of giggles

Heeseung looked at the right hand bottom corner of his blaring screen, squinting at the led lights that powered through the monitor to see November 1st at 4:17am.

“Stow away those condoms! If you even use them…” Jake mumbled the last sentence before picking up his voice again

Heeseung was ultimately royally fucked.

“And keep those dicks in your pants. Welcome to no nut november boys!”

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[grimgrinningghost456]

✨Random headcanons that popped into my head, Hazbin hotel edition✨

This will include ships I ship, random things I feel like a character has/does/likes, and perhaps a new flavor of husband shenanigans. As you know I’m a multi-shipper in two senses: I like multiple ships for multiple characters, and I like multiple ships that has one half of the couple being the same throughout variations. Without further ado, here we go!

Starting off strong with the Big man of hell himself, Luci

Lucifer💫🐥🐍🍎: like most fandoms, I tend to have Luci enjoy sweets and have a special fondness for apples. I personally feel the Morningstar crest being apple-inclusive was Lilith’s idea, as Lucifer was depressed and she wanted to give Heaven a middle finger. Apples are both a nostalgic and bittersweet thing for Luci, but he can’t help but to continue in the indulgence. I’d imagine Lucifer would have a smoked-apple kind of scent about him, whether that’s from product or natural musk/energy depends on my mood. I also think that he was always a shape-shifter, and a lot of his forms were inspiration for creatures that would dwell on earth, as Lucifer was the favorite. I also think that fish and snake scales, fawn-spots, fireflies, bioluminescence, and flowers having scent was all Lucifer’s doing; although they were altered. He wanted the animals on earth to sparkle and be full of life, but was ultimately brought down, and “appeased” with similar. But entirely different outcomes. I truly believe that on top of short kings depression, he has PTSD, ADHD, and Autism on top of it. Once again, I don’t always stack that on him, but meh. I also have Lucifer in a constant glamour, hiding extensive damage from the fall, which only Belphagore, who cares for his medical needs, has seen. Usually for a ship his paramour gets to see eventually for plot. He has arthritis and does actually need to utilize his cane as a cane, but hates it. Hes socially awkward as everyone knows. Luci does have a royal guard to defend his palace and hellborns who live in pride, as they’re not sinners and therefore shouldn’t be exterminated. He can go full devil and definitely has done what some legends depict the devil of doing. Hes not proud of it, but it is what it is. This boi can be touch-averse due to trauma, but with his self-loathing and depression I believe it’d take a lot for him to voice that fact. I also don’t have Lucifer and Charlie’s relationship quite so distant as in canon. It’s still somewhat estranged, but Lucifer was helping her with the big changes. Such as moving into the hotel, and Vaggie. Which I’ll get into later.

Moving on, we have the Deerman!

Alastor📻🦌🔪: Alastor tends to represent non-sex repulsed in my version of him, but every once in a while I adjust where he is on the Ace and sometimes aromantic spectrum. I have Al as a man who has Antisocial disorder, so romance and interacting with others is as much of a mystery to him as it is to interact with the shady deerman himself. I bounce between Alastor’s hygiene being really good or really bad. Partly because of information from Viv, and partly due to the time period Alastor lived and died in. I tend to really lean heavily into his Cajun upbringing. This means that my Depiction of Alastor has a coming-and-going cajun accent that will slip out on the occasion he forgets to keep the Transatlantic accent going. Usually like when he wakes up first thing in the morning or when he has a moment of snapping emotionally. His mama bounces between being in hell and in heaven. The identity of who his birth father is, also bounces around. Once again, like basic fandom who add Alastor’s childhood into the story, I have his Mother as a POC, while his father is a white man who tends to be the toxic ticking time-bomb that starts Alastor’s decent into murder, madness and mayhem. I’m a big radioapple shipper and a big radio-silence enjoyer as well. So looking into a “well into the relationship” scenario in which the deer and the short king are dating, Cajun comfort food is a must when the little devil is having a day where he can’t make himself get out of bed. Still touch-averse, and in any relationship he’s in (whether romantic or QPR) he usually is quick to figure out a system to have his partner silently ask permission to give some form of touch or affection.

Once again, moving on! We’ll do the Princess of hell, Charlotte Charlie Morningstar!

Charlie🎆🌈💖🐐: I actually try to tone Charlie WAY down as far as the Disney Princess behavior she has in canon. (Dont hate on me, but I found her character VERY hard to swallow. I get she was sheltered being royalty and all but with a depressed father and a mother trying to raise an army against Heaven, I just don’t think she’d be so ditzy and gullible towards overlords and other demons. I also was very annoyed that showing authority with her role of future ruler was seen as “mean”) So I think she still has that bubbly and positive attitude, but is much more observant and guarded when Alastor first comes to visit. I also have Charlie lean more into her abilities as heir and as a Nephilim to deal with threats such as Valentino. Yes, Angel Dust was still pissed about Charlie bursting into the studio, but I’ve decided there was more of a serious confrontation before Charlie felt guilt for her actions of butting in. She’s a lot more confident in her skills as far as knowing how to lead, but struggles in getting people to listen to her, much like in canon. The difference is that she chooses to have a more down to earth description of how to try and redeem sinners. All-and all she’s more organized, a little less oblivious, and more fierce when she needs to be. She actually knew about Vaggie being an angel when she found her in the alleyway. The wings being ripped off was a give-away along with the gold blood. So she took Vaggie to Lucifer, who helped Vaggie recover and had her join the royal guard.

Okay. Final character for this group, but not for tonight, Vagi-I mean Vaggie!

Vaggie⚔️🌈🪽: For Vaggie I don’t actually have too much different from her personality in canon compared to the others. I think we’ll get more from her in season 2 now that the big angel secret is out of the way. Speaking of which, that’s my biggest change. When Charlie found Vaggie, it was immediately obvious that the woman was a fallen angel. So she was healed and helped into recovery by Lucifer and Charlie before joining Hell’s Royal guard and quickly raising up to be pretty high in rank. Lucifer assigned her to protect Charlie during the redemption project. She fell first but Charlie fell harder. I headcanon these two to be engaged during the events of the hazbin hotel, so Vaggie is technically an official member of the Morningstar family tree. She also has some self loathing, PTSD, and deals with minor intrusive thoughts. She struggles to stamp out any holier than thou emotions and judgements she learned and retained during her time with Adam’s army. She also has a hard time being casual which she bonds with Lucifer over. She secretly has always wanted to dye her hair pinks but will die before admitting it to anyone. Has a bit of a sweet tooth, hates most men, and rock as it gives her Flashbacks of Adam being Adam.

That’s pretty much it for these characters!

@bendy-n-stuff helped and made some of these ideas with me about these characters. So if I forgot anything, or if you want to add anything on, have at it, girlfriend.

As always questions, comments, and thoughts are appreciated. I love discussions and debates as long as we’re polite and respectful of each others opinions!

[fighting-these-demons]

Polycule Battle Royale

With how fucked up I am about this whole thing right now I really shouldn't be actively thinking about it but alas:

My first thought was G Gund*m Polycule Shenanigans (post canon)

This would absolutely be some Yu Y* Polycule Shenanigans too though.

Everyone has like their own color for their collars and each person has enough collars in case they win.

For the G side it'd be funny if the crews were involved to some extent as either support or participants too in some cases but that's mostly because I'm into Madness Mayhem and Chaos lmao.

For the Yu Y* side I just flat imagine all the girls are directly in the competition as well.

[gifti3]

i needed to draw luci in the uniform lol

you and lucifer are working at a fast food chicken place now!

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Imagine if everyone in svsss was a transmigrator trying desperately to pretend they’re not while trying to fix the plot with misinformation, plot holes, and bad characterization and it takes forever for any of them to realize that no one’s actually who they say they are.

[izzystizzys]

it’s canon to me that anakin skywalker and marshall commander fox are archnemeses of a shakespearean nature to eachother

why? well, fox’ life is a tragedy of galactic proportions. he’s a slave at best and straight up non-sentient property at worst, caught at the crossroads of being the face of the republic’s most corrupt establishment to his brothers who resent him for being forced to bear an authority he has no actual control over, and being the closest and easiest target for that very authority’s ire. made to enforce the rigged and deeply unjust laws against his own oppressed peoples, and no one understands better than fox how much coruscant truly despises them. the chancellor at the heart of it all, and anakin, the favored pupil - taken in by the flattery and empty promises like all the rest of them, the jedi most intimately connected to the senate who yet cares so little to know the clones who shed their blood in it every day that he never sees beyond his own very nose. no one asks the guard what they think, and fox despises them all for it, but the jedi who play at caring more than anything. it’s an impersonal, distanced dislike for the most part, but with skywalker it burns all the brighter for how often fox sees him walk the halls of the senate and never think to ask.

also fox cut anakin off in traffic once and he never forgave him for it

[gothamite-rambler]

Catwoman meets the first Robin (9 currently) when he was a kid.

Catwoman stared at the young boy clad in brightly colored spandex, watching him sway back and forth with a mix of curiosity and bemusement. Her attention then shifted to Batman, whose weary expression revealed that he had anticipated her next move.

Catwoman (pointing at the kid): That's a child.

Batman: He's my ward.

Catwoman: That is a child!

Batman: He has more going for him than being 9.

Catwoman (shocked): He's 9?!

Batman (regretfully): In hindsight, I realize that wasn’t the best defense.

Robin (in a cute voice): My birthday was a few months ago! I’m Robin, and I can do flips and tricks!

Catwoman dropped her whip and clasped her hands together, admiring the adorable young sidekick. The boy looked around, confused, then waved at her.

Catwoman: He’s precious! I can't believe you have such a cute little child with you for so many reasons... but just look at him!

Robin (blushing): Huh? Aww, thank you!

Catwoman rushed over and scooped Robin up, spinning him around gleefully. Batman stood aside, confused and frustrated.

Catwoman (cooing): I can’t believe how adorable this possibly kidnapped child is! Do you know how cute you are, little one?

She held Robin in front of her, and the little boy smiled with his eyes closed, soaking up the affection. Catwoman planted a kiss on his cheek before gently placing him back on the ground. Robin stood there, not wanting to fight the villain anymore.

Robin: Batman, let her go. She’s sweet.

Batman: I should’ve waited until you turned 13, you'd be edgy and noy adorable.

Catwoman: You stay here, Robin. I’m going to have a word with Batman… privately.

Batman (exasperated): Not again.

Robin (staying put): Okay!

Catwoman walked over to Batman, gripping his arm and pulling him a good distance away from Robin.

Catwoman: I’ve loved our game of cat and bat, but why? Why the child? Why the costume? If you’re a child ab—

Batman (offended): For the love of God, he’s my son! He wanted to be Robin, he picked the suit—he’s built for this! AND I AM NOT A CHILD ABUSER!

Catwoman glanced over at Robin, who waved eagerly.

Robin: I really did want this job! I had to beg him!

Catwoman (glaring at Batman): This is still very off-putting to me, but I’m willing to believe your excuse. Now, I know I’m a fabulous cat burglar and you want to catch me, but if you’re that type of creep, we can’t possibly be together.

Batman (blushing): What? I’m not into you; I came to arrest you! Hold up, are you rejecting me if that was on the table?!

Robin giggled, enjoying the tension between them.

Catwoman: Batsy, I have standards and if you're a creepy creep then I wouldn't dare be with you. Which is saying a lot for a man like you.

Batman (stammering): I—I'm not doing this! You’re under arrest, and I reject you! There, I said it.

Catwoman: Oh, all right, take me in. But if you harm a hair on that angel’s head, I will hurt you.

Batman: Just walk forward!

Catwoman shrugged with a playful smile and walked forward. Robin scurried over to Batman.

Robin: Batman, don’t yell at the nice cat burglar.

Batman (embarrassed): Robin, not now.

[qyburn-in-the-black-cells]

There's so many layers to Ygraine s2e8.

Uther was Arthur's mother's killer, Arthur's father but also Arthur's de facto mother after Ygraine's death.

Meeting Ygraine is the first and only time Arthur gets to see Uther for what he really is - a father and a murderer rather than his whole parental unit wrapped up in one person. For the first and only time, Arthur gets to know his actual origins - he is a creature made of magic. It's what runs through his blood, making him closer to any Druid child massacred on a raid than the knights that he led. It's the first (and arguably the only) time Arthur recognizes he can break away from Uther - and tries to.

Not with a pithy "I am not you, father" or an angry argument on morality but with the rage of the son of a murdered mother - an abused child finally physically and psychologically capable of inflicting violence on their abuser.

To be clear - that's unbelievable and terrifying for anyone with a moderately healthy relationship with their parents.

Merlin sees Arthur's attack on Uther through that lens.

He also sees Arthur as the man who'll evolve into what he thinks the Once and Future King should be - just, kind, merciful, egalitarian, always seeking peace over war, returner of magic.

When Merlin says he didn't stop Arthur for Uther, what he means is he did it for Arthur and the Arthur he is certain will one day exist. Merlin is also more comfortable with lying than being honest. His whole identity has become wrapped up in serving and protecting Arthur - "I was born to be your servant."

Using magic to stop Arthur, an obvious option, would go against both his instinct to lie, save his own life (and protect his identity - which can't risk the ego death that would come from not being Arthur's servant, protector, friend. His unwillingness to alter his relationship with Arthur or see him hurt means in s2e8 Merlin has to cut Arthur's growth off at its knees - change requires some form of suffering and Merlin loves Arthur enough to die for him but not enough to risk the suffering of living without him.

[002yb]

That one reddit post where the guy moves into a new apartment building but hasn't met his neighbors ft. sladejay.

The nice thing about having brothers is that they're obligated to help you move into your new apartment. Not so nice is having to listen to said brothers' opinions on the legitimacy of the building because it's clearly a front for something nefarious and not up to code and did Jason even vet the place before signing his lease?

"Desperate times, desperate measures." Jason says, using his elbow to hit the button for the lift. Suspect as it is, the start and stop ride gets the adrenaline pumping; it hasn't failed them yet, so the place isn't too bad.

"Because you were so hard pressed living comfortably at home with no expenses and no expectations." Tim quips back at him, deadpan. The sarcasm and sass is hardly appreciated, though Jason likes to imagine it's just Tim's way of lashing out at Jason for leaving him at the manor to fend for himself.

"It's called independence, Timothy." Jason says, raising his shoulder in a lackadaisical shrug as he teases, "You'll understand when you're older."

"Nothing says 'independence' like Bruce paying your rent." Tim intones, unbothered by the wicked read until Jason hip checks him in retaliation and he stumbles into a wall. When Tim threatens to drop Jason's shit, Jason dares him. Jason will drop him, the punkass.

If only because Dick would usually have intervened in their shenanigans by now, Jason looks over his shoulder at him. Tim follows suit and they both frown as Dick stares at the elevator, jaw set.

"You good, big bird?" Jason asks, wandering back to Dick's side. When Dick continues to space out, Jason knocks their shoulders and tilts his head to better catch Dick's gaze.

With Dick's attention on him, that quiet intensity from before softens some, but there's still trepidation. It makes Jason purse his lips, sulking, "Hey, you're the one that supported this."

Dick grimaces, caught out, "I do support you, just—does it have to be here?"

Jason's sulk devolves into a pout. He argues, "Your first apartment wasn't much better."

Before Tim can interject with commentary on how Dick didn't have daddy dearest paving the way for his independence, Jason turns on him with a warning scowl, trying and failing to not be endeared as Tim cackles under his breath. Jason flips him off, pointedly turning back to Dick who, frankly, looks antsy as fuck.

"Stay with me instead." Dick bargains. "You can take the spare room until another unit opens up."

"Hard pass."

On cue, the elevator chimes and the doors screech open jerkily. Only while Tim shuffles his way inside, Dick stays resolutely in place. He shoots Jason a look that's equal parts pained and pleading. "Then take my place. I'll stay here."

"For fuck's sake, it's not that bad." Jason groans, bumping the boxes he holds against the ones Dick has in hand and corralling him back into the elevator. "You're being dramatic."

Tim scoffs and Jason sneers at him, backing and squishing his brother into a corner and keeping him there with his bulk.

Bickering and bantering as they all are, they don't notice the hand that catches the door before the lift can close, only how it pushes the door open and how they all look up and oh. Hot damn.

The moment Jason's jaw drops, Dick smacks it back closed with an aggrieved and impatient huff. Like hell Dick's temperament could be of any consequence to Jason at the moment though because an actual beefcake terminator saunters onto the lift and fuck, Jason can't stop staring. If this is his neighbor, he definitely moved to the right place. Fuck what anyone else thinks.

Just as Jason is appreciating the man's imposing stature, he hears a gruff, "Sit down."

The order sends a trill up Jason's spine like a live wire and without thinking, like the fool he is, Jason sits.

It's only as he kneels on the floor, eyes still caught on broad shoulders and strong arms that he only wishes would throw him around, that he sees the dog at the man's heel. Because the man was talking to his dog. Not Jason.

Oh.

As the elevator starts moving up through the floors, jarring in its sudden fits of movement, Jason jerkily raises his head to make eye contact with his neighbor, a pretty blush burning hot across Jason's face.

His neighbor looks after him in turn, amused and appraising before he smirks and oh, it's sinful. A low chuckle escapes the man, drawing another shiver up Jason's spine. While he pats his dog's head, his eyes don't move from Jason when he says, "Good boy."

Fuck. That's—oh.

To be so humiliated and turned on��fuck this old man. And by that Jason means let the old man fuck him. Please and thanks.

Before Jason can make the suggestion, the man's gaze shifts to Dick and he teases, taunts, "He one of yours, Grayson?"

What.

Betrayal is Jason's first petulant thought, followed by a more reasonable sense of dread because this man isn't Dick's type, but Dick knows he's Jason's [type] and—

No, no no. This is why you never have brothers help you move into your new place; to be blue balled after Jason has had arguably the most cringe of meet-cutes, too!

But Jason can see from the set of Dick's shoulders and the tilt of his chin that this potential romance is dead in the water. For whatever reason, Dick is intent on that. Unfortunately for him, Jason has never been the best at minding him. In fact, Jason will throttle him for this, the killjoy.

"He's my brother." Dick says, terse. "Don't fuck with him, Slade."

Slade's gaze sweeps over Jason, a fleeting once over that leaves heat trailing in its wake. There's a sharp nudge to his lower back—Tim, reminding Jason that he's still sat on the floor like an idiot; so embarrassing.

"That's asking a lot of a man." Slade drawls. He looks to Dick with a crooked and biting grin, so charming that Jason might swoon a bit. "What would I get out of this?"

Dick's expression shifts into something so damn petulant that Slade laughs again, pleasantly low and husky. It's such a nice sound that Jason can't even be bothered by the fact that he's missing some sort of crucial detail to explain the tension going on.

Dick and Slade know each other, somehow. And Slade irritates Dick in a way that Jason never knew was possible, too.

When Slade tilts his head to the side, the large dog at his side springs forward, tail wagging happily as it jumps up to rest its large paws on the boxes Dick holds—licking at Dick's cheek like he's seeing an old friend again. It undermines Dick's authority considerably and Jason marvels the exchange.

The lift door opens and Slade turns back to Jason. Appraising him before he smirks, "Welcome to the building, boy."

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And then they all get out together and realize that Slade really is Jason's neighbor and reactions are mixed ahahaha.

[nenoname]

me: oh i totally get it if some folks dont jive with same coin theory, plus it's strange to conceptualise at first--

me when i see people call it lame:

[a-stars-art-blog]

We deserved a beach episode

[silverior968]

Tfp gijinkas (3/4) The Wreckers :] I ljike them

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[Image ID: A character sheet with two characters on it. On the left is a human version of Bulkhead from Transformers Prime, who is drawn as a fat black man in his early 40s. His hair is dark brown with a single gray streak in it, and tied in a low ponytail. He also has a beard and thick eyebrows. His eyes are dark brown and he is grinning. There are multiple small scars on his face. His outfit consists of a green camo jacket with reinforced black patches on the elbows and shoulders, a black t-shirt with the autobots logo on it, black and gray work gloves, green cargo pants and brown hiking boots. The design notes placed around him read as follows: "For him and Wheeljack I tried to aim for the early 40s ballpark", "he gets a few gray hairs as a treat", "I incorporated the logo into his design as a print on his t-shirt. It ended up looking like a band shirt, which would be a fun AU idea, if slightly worrying (no band should be injury-prone enough to need a surgically trained doctor on constant standby)" "proper sturdy work boots- also suitable for hiking". To his right is a human version of Wheeljack from the same franchise, drawn as a lean white man in his early 40s. His hair is ash-colored and very shaggy. On his head he has a dark brown cowboy hat. His eyes are grey and he has a slightly crooked nose, like it had broken before and never set the same way as it was before. He also has many small scars on his face and is grinning. In addition to his hat, his outfit consists of a white, green and red plaid shirt that's half tucked, a light gray aviator jacket, a dark brown belt with a silver buckle, dark red trousers and dark brown boots. He is holding his hat with one hand. The character design notes placed around him read as follows: "I want to put him in a salad spinner", "this jacket used to be white but it hasn't been washed like ever", "I accidentally made him look too cool so I had to give him the most dripless outfit ever", "I just had to give him a cowboy hat - he probably never takes it off because he's developed hat hair like this". The last note has a small doodle of him without his hat on, showing that the hair at the top of his head is perfectly smooth thanks to the hat. / End ID]

[sealovinq]

so sorry for suddenly going silent again we had a 100-point statistics test/quiz last week and i was so nerve wrecked i temporarily lost my ability to socialize

[true-blue-sonic]

One thing I find very interesting about Silver is that we, as far as I am aware, have never seen him lie or be deceitful to others. Everything he does is with an incredible amount of blunt honesty, and I would even reason it seems he expects people to be similarly honest back. Regarding the first point, in '06, he does not try to get close to Sonic such as through showing him friendliness before attacking him while his guard is down, or even walk up to him in a normal manner to strike him in the back. He literally flies in and denounces Sonic the Iblis Trigger who will destroy the world and therefore must be destroyed, initiating a genuine battle (where everything would be in his best interest to dispose of Sonic as quickly and backhandedly as possible instead). When Sonic asks him who he is, he answers with his actual name and overall goal:

Silver: I've been looking for you. You're the Iblis Trigger. Your actions will condemn us all. Sonic: Who are you? Silver: My name is Silver. For the future of the world, I will destroy you!

The same happens in Sonic Rivals, where Silver gets goaded into a fight thrice by Eggman Nega (against Sonic, Metal Sonic, and Metal Sonic 3.0) instead of taking the fight directly to "Eggman" and defeating him instead (though that could be a limitation of the text-box cutscenes). Secondly in Rivals 2, Silver outright responds to Espio that yes, he does expect Espio to believe his story (which the rest of the characters perceive as all-but-insane) about needing to protect the Chao to stop the Ifrit from becoming invincible:

Silver: Agh! Where did Eggman Nega take off to? Espio: Silver... What is this about saving our world? Silver: If you want to save your world, we have to hide the Chao in a safe place. Espio: You want me to believe that? Silver: Yes, why? Espio: Unbelievable as it may seem... For some reason, I trust you. Silver: Are you going to help then, or keep getting in my way? Espio: I'll help. Silver: Good, you can start now.

And regarding my second point of Silver believing that others are similarly honest as he is, he trusts Espio immediately when Espio states he trusts Silver in turn. It's based on nothing! Silver hasn't shown any cooperation to or been shown cooperation from any of the other characters so far in the game, fully by his own doing and his snappiness and big mouth. Yet, when Espio indicates he trusts Silver, Silver is immediately down for a team-up without asking any questions about why Espio wants to join him all of a sudden. And of course, it's seen in '06 as well where Silver doesn't question Mephiles' motives or story in the slightest, gullibly trusting that surely everyone has the world's best interests at heart and wants to destroy Iblis as much as he does. His trustfulness is endearing and indicating of his positive and hopeful mindset, but it brings him right into severe trouble in '06.

So generally, Silver seems like an incredibly honest person, to the point of bluntness, and we see that he rarely devolves into dirty tricks and hardly, if ever, lies. Only in Sonic's story in '06 does Silver get a cheap shot in after Sonic has defeated him which sways the victory back in his favour; other times he tackles the battle head-on even if it is directly to his own detriment to do so. I feel like this is also a part of him being overly honest, namely trusting that everyone is going to be treating the battle as equally important and necessary as he does following his (often lacking) explanations as to why he is doing something. But it makes sense to him, so he honestly and bluntly states what he is here for, and if others don't understand or don't believe him, he sees it as their loss. At most, he brushes off questions when he's got other things on his mind and continues with what he was doing before:

[After defeating Sonic in Silver's story in '06] Silver: Hmph! Is this a joke? How could someone like you cause the destruction of our world? Sonic: What do you...mean? Silver: It doesn't matter. For the sake of the future, the Iblis Trigger must be destroyed!

[When meeting Knuckles in Rivals 1 and learning Eggman Nega stole the special camera] Knuckles: You...! What are you mumbling about? Silver: Got no time to explain it to someone like you... See ya! Knuckles: "Someone like me?" Hey, I'm Knuckles! Haven't you heard of me? How rude! Asking questions without having the gall to introduce himself! Silver: Like I said before, I don't have time to deal with you right now. See ya! Knuckles: You little... Get back here!

Also here he is incredibly blunt, sharing his rude opinions on Sonic ("joke", "someone like you") and Knuckles ("someone like you" again, not even for any reason this time!) in a brutally honest manner and without trying to soften the blow of his words. And what I find especially interesting is that the "Yes, why?" from Rivals 2 above shows to me that Silver is surprised Espio clearly indicates he has trouble believing his story. After all, he is telling the truth (and we as players know he actually is!), so why wouldn't he be believed?

It is a bit of characterisation I really like about Silver. It fits in with his positive and determined attitude, yet at the same time, it opens up a massive pitfall where his brutal honesty and desire to be just actively work against him and make him uncooperative, naive, gullible, and almost blind to the fact the world is not as nice and ideal and just as he imagines it or wants it to be. He mouths off people for nothing, he blindly trusts those who offer help without having a good grasp on their motives and desires just because they say what he wants to hear (and got played like a fool at least once), and his refusal to do things back-handedly make attaining his goals far more difficult for himself. It's a really nice blend of a desire for justice and honesty being taken too far at times and causing Silver trouble that is to be expected, in my opinion.