#jl: uh huh

[redsray]

The batkids getting in trouble with the JL somehow when undercover or when using aliases and instead of... you know... the aliases... they give their siblings first names. Batman has gotten multiple calls from the JL where they'd be like

Green Lantern: Uh Bats we've got a 'Jason' in custody here he's asking for you.

Batman, panicking bc wtf did Jay do this time:

Tim: Hi!

Batman: You're not Jason.

Tim, dead serious: I don't know what you're talking about.

[pup-pee]

I NEVER POSTED THUS KN TUMBLRF HHH AAHH

[wonderjanga]

Can I Please be Your Friend?

Billy doesn’t have friends. Between being Marvel and working odd jobs, he hasn’t really had the time some. So when he got invited to join the newly formed Justice League. He was ecstatic! Sure, these people were at least a very minimum of 20 years older than him and sure they would probably talk about taxes and stuff, but superhero friends! Meanwhile, the Justice League is like, “wow this guy is so social. I like it!”

Marvel: “You have a lighthouse…?” *sounds so amazed*

Aquaman: “Yeah. My dad was a lighthouse keeper so I got it when he passed.”

Marvel: “That’s so awesome! Can I come over?”

Aquaman: “Oh, okay? Sure?” *a little surprised he asked but eh whatever*

That was how Arthur spent the day showing Cap around the lighthouse. The man was a really good listener and was surprisingly very interested in listening to Arthur talk about how to use the light. You couldn’t even ask Arthur how they both ended up jumping off the railings of the lighthouse of dive into the water. You also couldn’t ask him how they ended up having a water fight, with the Atlantean calling for some sea creatures as back up. You also also couldn’t ask him how shocked a hotdog vendor was when he saw Captain Marvel and Aquaman, both of which who are supposed to be revered heroes, soaked, looking like wet dogs, asking for a couple of hotdogs after they nearly caused a tidal wave.

They got scolded by Batman a little while later for acting like children and almost causing the previously mentioned tidal wave. It was a little funny to see Batman scolding a man a solid two feet taller than him.

Soon after that whole incident, Marvel went to befriend Martian Manhunter next.

Marvel: *staring at J’onn while holding a box of cookies*

MM: *can hear him thinking about how to approach him and looks over to Marvel*

Marvel: *thinks a little too loudly and J’onn hears a nearly deafening “FRIEND”*

MM: *flinches and clutches his head* “Captain. Is something the matter.”

Marvel: “Oh uh…” *walks over and looks between the cookies and J’onn* “I was uh- wondering if you wanted to eat these with me.”

And that’s how J’onn spent the rest of the afternoon eating cookies with Marvel. J’onn had at first thought Marvel was quiet because he was something humans called awkward. But no, every now and then, when J’onn forgot that humans preferred to keep their thoughts private, he’d hear how happy Marvel was that he accepted. He’d also heard a couple other voices which was slightly concerning. He didn’t know if that was normal for humans or not.

Then, the next was Batman. Bruce honestly didn’t even know how they had started talking about this. All he knows is that they were talking about the team’s performance in the field, then that somehow transitioned into talking about superheroes in general, which then somehow led to fictional superheroes, which led to now:

Marvel: “Oh, you like Gray Ghost?”

Batman: “I was… a fan of him when I was a child.” *doesn’t know why he’s telling Marvel this*

Marvel: “Cool! Did you see the movies?”

From there on was a forty minute yapping session about Gray Ghost, his lore, the movies, the comics, the action figures, and so on.

Marvel: “I even had his comics as a kid too.”

Batman: “Really? Reprints or originals?”

Marvel: “I wanna say originals? What do you mean by reprints though?”

Batman: “Reprinting is when they take a comic, and remake it to look a little better, such as brighter colors or slightly tweaked dialogue, so they can sell it again.”

Marvel: “Oh. Then I’d say I probably have originals then.”

Batman: “Interesting. Those are collectors items now. They go for thousands.”

Marvel; “Really?!” *eyes nearly bug out of his skull* “Huh. I had no idea. Which ones did you have?”

Batman: “Mostly reprints. But I do have a couple originals on display.”

So yeah. The two were geeking out and stuff. Bruce honestly has literally no one to talk about this with so he’ll admit he was a little (a lot) happy.

We can’t forget the other JL heroes though.

Flash: “Like, he is so nice, and for what?”

GL: “I know right he let me ramble for like 45 minutes about planes! He was asking questions too!”

Supes: “And he’s always willing to help with anything. I didn’t even get to finish asking if he could cover my monitor shifts before he said yes.” *sounds slightly guiltily (he still feels bad for asking)*

In conclusion, Billy really wants to be friends with these guys, and his methods are definitely working.

[zhelin-thames]

Danny meets JL members #8

[Danny floating around a space station, inspecting glowing tech. Green Lantern (Hal Jordan) appears, constructing a giant glowing boxing glove with his ring.]

Green Lantern: [grinning] Who are you, Casper? And why are you messing with that? Danny: [turning around] First of all, rude. Second, it’s Danny, not Casper. Third… this thing was glowing. I’m like a moth to a flame.

Danny: [looking at Hal’s ring] Cool toy. Green Lantern: [smirking] It’s not a toy. It’s a highly advanced weapon powered by willpower. Danny: Uh-huh. So, like… can I try it? Green Lantern: [laughs] No way, kid. Danny: [phases through Hal and tries to grab the ring] Come on, share the cool space bling! Green Lantern: [yanks his hand away] Okay, definitely no.

[Danny watching Hal make constructs]

Danny: You’re telling me that thing can make anything? Green Lantern: Yep. As long as I can imagine it and have the will to sustain it. Danny: [grinning] So, like, a giant pizza? Green Lantern: [sighs, makes a glowing green pizza] There. Happy? Danny: [pretending to eat it] Meh, needs ectoplasm.

[Hal sees Danny go intangible to dodge lasers during a fight.]

Green Lantern: Okay, not bad, Ghost Boy. Danny: Thanks. You’re doing great too—for someone using a glowing green mood ring. Green Lantern: [narrowing eyes] It’s not a mood ring. Danny: [grinning] You sure? It kinda screams “emotional support jewelry.”

[Danny tries to prank Hal mid-mission.]

Danny: [phasing into the cockpit of Hal’s spaceship] Boo! Green Lantern: [not even looking] Saw your glowing trail. Nice try. Danny: Dang it! Why do you space people keep catching me? Green Lantern: Kid, you literally glow. Stealth is not your strong suit.

[Green Lantern tests Danny’s creativity with constructs.]

Green Lantern: If you had a ring, what would you make? Danny: [grinning] A giant thermos to trap bad guys. Green Lantern: …Why a thermos? Danny: Because ghosts. Duh. Green Lantern: [muttering] This is why I don’t work with teenagers.

[Green Lantern complains to the Justice League group chat.]

Green Lantern: Why is the ghost kid my problem today? The Flash: He’s everyone’s problem, Hal. Welcome to the club. Wonder Woman: Perhaps he’s a test of patience. Batman: He’s surprisingly effective. Danny: [joins the chat] Aw, Bats thinks I’m useful. Green Lantern: Who gave him access to this chat?!

[Later, Danny with Sam and Tucker]

Danny: So, I met Green Lantern today. Cool guy, bit of a control freak. Tucker: Dude, his ring can do anything! Did you try it? Danny: No, but I did call it a mood ring. Pretty sure he hates me now. Sam: Sounds about right.

Masterpost

[ew-selfish-art]

DpxDc AU - If his parents are going to treat him like a punk, he might as well lean into it. 

Danny is getting seriously worn down by his parents constantly asking him to explain why he’s gone all the time and why his grades have slipped so far. I mean, sure, it took them months to notice, but now that they have, they’re alluding to the fact that he’s turned into some kind of punk and that he’s not taking life as seriously as he should be. This is what makes Danny kind of snap. 

He cuts his hair, gets Sam to pierce his ears in a few places (which sucked but was nice to catch up with her since Team Phantom didn’t get out much anymore), learns how to skateboard and gets Tuck to help him mask his identity on the internet as he begins online protesting the unethical treatment of ghosts. He makes picket signs that he leaves outside of Fentonworks and it takes days before his parents see them because they’re down in the lab. They go back up immediately after his parents take them down, and he begins tagging buildings with protest sayings and art all over amity park.

No matter how they ground him, the Drs Fenton are at a loss as to what to do to control Danny. Jazz says it’s not her place to interfere and is cheering her little brother on for being passionate about a new hobby. 

Danny’s honestly really vibing with the changes. He always understood why Sam wanted control over her own look, but he’s really leaning into the whole shebang. Ember and Johnny13 have never bonded over anything more than they have the punk transformation of their King. He’s really representing them fr fr- she taught him how to play the bass. 

With enough protests about the Anti-Ecto acts, the JL step in and begin their efforts to lobby change within the US government. Constantine is up to date on the new King being from Earth and thinks they might be able to weasel out a non-apocalyptic scenario if they reach out sooner than later. A letter gets sent through the infinite realms (No way in fuck was John going to try and summon a fucking King excuse you Bats)- Danny gets the letter and decides to let them sweat a bit, sending back his own letter that just says “K.” cause he’s learned that adults/authority figures all suck ass until proven otherwise. After a few days, a portal opens up in the middle of their meeting. 

Ghost King Phantom is rolling in on a skateboard, with the Ring of rage dangling from one of his ear piercings and ice crown floating above his head. He’s drinking an off brand smoothie, wearing a leather jacket that has medieval chainmail on it over his now distressed hazmat suit and his boots steel toed.

“...Sup. Y’all want to do something about this whole situation? I’m an all or nothing kind of guy.” Danny greets them. He means that he’s willing to be diligent in his efforts to disbar the Acts. It gets interpreted as him threatening to end the world, ofc, but that’s an issue he has to deal with later. 

“King Phantom we have been working daily to-” 

“Uh huh. Look, didn’t you guys have like a teenage group? I want to work with them, they’ll probably actually help me get shit done while you fuck around with paper work.” 

[jewelsli]

DC X DP X Captain Marvel/Shazam

So I had this idea for a dc/dp crossover (mostly about billy and danny). Anyway, Danny and Billy are both children around fourteen years old, both are posing as immortal heroes to the Justice League, and both have huge responsibilities that the fate of the universe depends on (Ghost King Danny). In conclusion, I think they would be SCARILY good friends, honestly brothers really.

Here’s how I think it would go (I’m not the greatest writer so bear with me)

Billy had just returned from his latest mission, and not the fun beat-up-some-badguys-then-go-home kind, he had been off-world (and off-dimension at times) near constantly for the past few weeks in some greater beings version of a joke, and had missed the latest JL meeting. He was currently stepping out of the beta tubes after getting what? Four? Hours of sleep. He shook his head, glad that I’m his powered form he couldn’t feel tired like Billy did(and less glad about the faint chattering of the Gods in his head).

‘Okay, time for the meeting!’ He thought with sarcastic joy in his head, pulling his features into a soft smile. He walked down the halls to the meeting room, it may seem like he was going at a fast pace, but compared to how fast he could go, he was currently a snail. He hovered(no not literally) outside the door for a moment before brightening his smile and walking in.

“Hey guys!” He said joyfully, glad to see he wasn’t the last to arrive, “sorry about not calling in at the last meeting, my communicator broke and I wasn’t exactly able to get in touch without dropping everything and I couldn’t … do that.” He paused as he noticed a new person at the table, which he vaguely recognized as one of the possible recruits for a new member. Something about them seemed… different, not in a bad way! But still-

Batman grunts… uh… he could never tell if that was good or bad, he looks up at the masked vigilante and waits for him to say something(I mean it was 50/50 whether that was the sentence or if it preceded it) “Marvel,” ah so this was one of the times it was followed by a sentence, “I expect your reports by the next meeting,” darn it “This is Phantom, he was introduced to the League while you were away.” He says with a nod at the new member, who smiled and waved at him. Billy waves back, it would be rude not to right? And sits at his normal spot, which is near(but not directly next to) the white haired hero. He sat still for a solid five seconds before becoming bored, if he knew how these meeting went(and he did) flash would probably show up a minute or two late, leaving about… ten or so minutes. He mentally sighs, turning to face Phantom.

“So…” he says before he can even think of what to ask, the other looking towards him, “Phantom huh? Are you a ghost of some sort?” He asked, he wanted to assume so, but then again Phantom girl wasn’t a ghost, so he might not be. And he would have to be a pretty powerful ghost to be seen by normal people, or maybe he was invisible? No he could tell that the others could see him- and he was getting off track, thank goodness for the speed of mercury or else that train of thought may have stopped him from seeing the other’s answer.

Phantom nodded, tilting his head and then saying “yeah, everyone keeps assuming I’m an alien for some reason? Do you guys not interact with ghosts that often?” Marvel thought for a moment, “The main members don’t really, but The JL dark does, deadman is a member and he’s a ghost. Have you met him yet?” He asked in return after answering his question.

Phantom’s eyes widened, “Deadman? I’ve heard of him but we haven’t met.” He responded, his face stretching into a smile that was bordering on inhuman. “I have yet to meet another ghost that’s a hero, all the ones I’ve met either fought with me or don’t leave the realms,” he sighed. Now it was Billy’s turn to smile. “The realms? As in the infinite realms??? Aw man I’ve been meaning to visit but I haven’t count the time! What’s it like? Does it really have the most diverse population of magical creatures? What about the new ghost prince? I’ve heard he’s much better than the old king!” He spouted with maybe a little bit of speed of mercury, and he really did want to know more about the ghost prince, he had to meet him later.

Before a (surprised looking) Phantom could answer, the meeting was started, he hadn’t noticed the people filtering in until an apologetic speedster sat down between him and the ghost.

Finishing up the meeting, oh gods finally, Marvel could feel how tired Billy was. He stood up to leave but was faced with Phantom looking at him, oh woah he was really tall for being so skinny as tall as he was!(and he was eight feet tall!!!).

“How do you know about the new ghost prince.” Phantom asked in a voice slightly below a normal volume, Billy looked him over, he didn’t seem hostile, just curious, so he thought back to try and remember. “Oh uh, I guess I was informed by some of my… coworkers” he said carefully, hey he couldn’t go ‘oh yeah the gods in my head told me and I’m the champion of magic’ he was trying to avoid the league learning that for goodness sakes!!!(sue him if he didn’t want the magic users of the league to never talk to him normally again or gain more attention from Batman). He saw phantom’s eyes narrow, “These coworkers must be pretty high up on the power chain if they know, the new prince kept the change from the old king to him restricted to those who needed to know,” oh, oops? Wait how did he know then? “So are you in one of these upper circles then?” Marvel asked, getting a small smile from the other, who responded with “Something like that, and who are you getting this info through?” He said, not letting him redirect the conversation as he had hoped he could. “I have a contact from the rock of eternity” he said quickly, hey it was kind of true, he did have contacts there and marvel was the reason why he knew. Phantom made a small ‘:o’ face and simply said “Oh” before glancing at a nearby clock and sighing. “I WILL be asking about that, but until then I have Infinite Realm duties, higher circles and all that.” He muttered the last part before leaving through the window of all places.

Marvel glances at the clock himself and cursed(internally, he would never curse in this form), speaking of the ghost prince, he had a meeting with him.

Yay I did it :D!!!

[coldbronzemoon]

Danny Fenton, Totally Mortal Hero Consultant (DPxDC)

Snippet for an AU I'll probably never fully write where Danny takes a job as a consultant for the Justice League to help with ghost and demon bullshit. It's a pretty good cash flow to help him with college, after all, and very flexible hours.

He just claims all his knowledge comes from his parents. Unfortunately, the JL has caught word of the elusive yet active hero Phantom, and want Danny to help them meet and assess him. Whoops.

Over the phone, Tucker sighed. “Good Christ, Danny, why do you keep doing this?”

“I’m not doing anything,” Danny said immediately. He winced at the vague sound of screaming below. Demons sucked. “I didn’t know the JL thing was gonna have me finding Phantom. How would I? They were talking about tracking down powerful ghosts, I was assuming Ancients!”

Tucker sighed again, which was really quite unfair of him. “Mhm. Well, Fenton Catcher?”

“Probably not. They know me pretty well at this point, and unlike what Sam says I can be professional. I’d confuse them with the… uh…”

“Stoner shtick?”

There was more screaming happening, but judging from the pitch it was a demon screaming this time. Danny checked the situation. Yep, demon getting their ass kicked. He didn’t need to get involved with a blaster. Yet.

Instead, he scowled at his phone. “Stop calling it that.”

“You’re gonna tell me flanny Danny wasn’t a pitch-perfect stoner, huh? With the chill vibing and the dopey look?”

“I hate you.”

“Love you too, bud.” 

The sound of a clacking keyboard that had underlined their conversation stopped. “But seriously, Danny, what the hell are you gonna do with this?”

“Uh, lie, probably,” Danny said, because it was very likely.

“Alright, smartass, what are you going to do when that lie backfires on you like literally every other one does?”

“That’s when I start gaslighting, gatekeeping, and girlbossing, babe.”

He had a hard time hearing Tucker’s distant groan of “Why am I still your friend?” on account of the sudden explosion. Danny checked again. Hm. Demon dude had a nasty fire thing going on.

Danny switched on his Fenton water gun—holy water included!-- and shot the demon in the face. They let out a cracking hiss of rage, but dropped the fire spell thing. He waited for them to stop looking around wildly for the culprit for a moment. 

He went back to the call. “‘Cause you loooove me, Tuck. From the bottom of your twice-dead heart.”

“Unfortunately,” Tucker deadpanned.

Danny just cackled. It was lost amongst the sound of supernatural bullshit below.

“Anyway, I’m still figuring out my plan A, honestly. Might bring in gray-man?”

“Amorpho’s an asshole, though. He’ll ruin the whole thing by taking the opportunity to shift into a JL member for a bit.”

Hm. True.

“Yeah, but he’s the main guy I know with that power set.”

“Ask after Desiree?” He could hear the immediate distaste in Tucker’s voice. “Ugh, pretend I didn’t say that. That’s worse than Amorpho.”

“It’s awful,” Danny agreed easily. 

Desiree was actually pretty alright nowadays, mostly on account of Danny remembering the last couple minutes of Aladdin and wishing she could refuse wishes she didn’t want to grant. That had made her happy enough to stop actively picking fights. 

Unfortunately, spending the entirety of one’s afterlife twisting the wording of wishes to their worst form made it hard to stop being an asshole. Who knew! So getting Desiree to split him in two for like a week had a 50/50 chance of fucking up his work relationship with the literal league of superheroes irrevocably. And this was his main cash flow right now.

So, no Desiree, no siree.

“Come up with something better then, asshole.”

Danny hummed and, since the heroes below were focused on the demon, lifted up a little and did a thoughtful back flip. What to do, what to do…?

Oh!

“My cousin!” he exclaimed.

“What cous—? Oh, Ellie.”

“Yeah, Ellie, Tuck. Which other cousins do I have?”

Tucker scoffed. “You literally have that whole Nightingale thing going on through your dad?”

Danny couldn’t help the face he made. The remaining Nightingales were worse than his parents somehow. “The Nightingales don’t count.”

“You can’t just say they don’t count.”

“I can say that, actually, and I will. They’re, like, cousins through my great-great-great-grandpa anyway.”

“Isn’t there a fight going on over there? Should you be shooting someone?”

 “Yeah, probably.”

He peaked down through the window once more. The heroes must have gotten the first demon to leave while he was talking, because the horned demon fighting them now was a truly unfortunate shade of yellow-green instead of purple. Or maybe it had transformed for some reason? They had it about as in-hand as the other one, though, so Danny definitely didn’t need to go down there. He shot the maybe-new demon in the face real quick.

“Anyway, Ellie can totally help out, she’s been practicing with changing up her looks. She’s also more, uh, malleable than me, what with her situation and all. Looking fully like Phantom shouldn’t be hard.”

Tucker hummed. “She’d try to embarrass you though.”

“Yeah, that’s a problem.” Danny spun in place. “I could bribe her?”

“With what? Her life doesn’t involve needing much cash.”

“She doesn’t get out to the Zone very much. Not many of the inhabited places, anyway. I can promise her the weird apple things Dora’s been growing with Sam’s help, she loved those.”

“If you think that’ll work…” Tucker trailed off dubiously.

Danny laughed. “She’s annoying sometimes, but she’s not gonna fuck over my job if I ask her not to. I’ll just bribe her extra hard for resisting the temptation to mock me.”

“Fair enough.” The clacking of keys resumed. “I’ve really gotta pay attention now, someone’s trying to stop me from getting into this database. Someone half-decent, actually, did they upgrade? Hm. Make sure no one died, yeah?”

“They’re alive. Bye, Tuck,” Danny said, and ended the call.

He shoved his phone back into his jacket pocket and made his way down the stairs. The fight outside he had been stationed for was basically over—Captain Marvel and Green Lantern (Danny was pretty sure he had accidentally learned the dude’s actual name at some point, but hell if he could remember)—had pulled out the magic restraints one of the other consultants had handed out.

That had probably been Constantine. Ugh. Constantine. Dude could stand to lighten up a little; skulking and smoking all the time wasn’t the base state of someone enjoyable to be around. Then again, Danny knew he annoyed the shit out of some of the league with his own attitude, so he maybe shouldn’t talk. But at least he was annoying with a smile!

Case in point: Danny grinned at the heroes. “Got it handled?”

“Suppose so,” said the Green Lantern, “though a little more help would have been nice.”

Captain Marvel was too busy getting in a minor tussle with the demon to say anything either way.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m like, pretty mortal,” Danny said. “I’m not fucking with demons right where they can hit me. And I did shoot him!”

Green Lantern rolled his eyes, but admitted the point. Danny cheerfully flipped him off anyway.

“I’ll be heading out, then, the hellmouth this guy crawled out of is like three miles away.” Captain Marvel said, hauling the handcuffed demon over his shoulders like a very angry backpack.

“Oh, one more for the road!” 

Danny hit the demon with a final water gun shot. Hissing and scrunching their face like a cat, the demon tried to lunge at him. It wasn’t very successful. Weirdly non-verbal for a demon, who usually had to talk to make deals and steal mortal souls, but Danny wouldn’t judge. Might be a minor demon. A really basic imp? Who knew.

“Stop being a little bitch and you won’t get spray-bottled, asshole,” Danny chided.

With a loud laugh, Captain Marvel sped away.

[edledamianfan]

Fic idea where justice league is hiring new heroes and they ended up interning the supersons. The supersons disbanded and these two we're focusing on their own gig while catching up from time to time. I think they're like 18 21 here or 16 19

They ran through a few heroes but the one they liked the most was superboy jonathan kent 

They also ran down through a few heroes but they commented on damian in particular. They feel like damian is competent but they felt like he's a bit too cocky and just uncooperative in general from the last time they met him. (Basically no social skills but peak in everything else 💀💀, just like father frfr 💀💀) 

But supes went like, "oh its fine if superboy is there" And batman supports him with a hn and wonder woman trusts both of their judgement. Flash is also likes the idea + thinks it'd be entertaining. Green lantern, green arrow and aquaman is a bit sceptical. Martian is quite neutral but he does like jon kent. (Gen idk what is the current justice league members in the comics you do you) 

In the end they went through with it anyways. 

The next day Damian appeared first, he had same batman glare look and ominous in general but he seems a lot more approachable and a bit bit bit more "friendly" than he was before. They made small talk and that. 

And then jon appeared.

They both didn't know they were interns for the justice league so it was unexpected for the both of them. 

Jon being the person he is just zooms towards damian and hugs him going like "I didn't know you'd be here" Cheerfully.

And damian dumbfounded going like "Why is this buffoon here!", he tried to struggle out of his hold but it was futile. 

The majority of the Justice league finds this interaction quite intertaining. 

Scenes:

- For a few days they watched their duo and they were pretty amused and likes how they work well together (they do know they were a team prior but they also knew they disbanded years ago so it's quite surprising when they think about it, one joked they're probably really good friends) 

- They find their young adult/teenage antics and banters quite amusing, kinda brings life into the team (esp with their fathers) 

- The JL finds it surprising that Damian shuts up when Jon retorts him, esp when Damian was interrupting a member of the justice or when Damian wasn't nice. (the league went ooh so this is why supes says its okay if there is superboy, Dami is like an angy kitten) and another time when Jon is around Damian they noted that Jon looks like a dog following his owner.

- where the league listens to both of their earcoms (they were trying to figure out why they worked so well together) and its just them bantering with each other throughout the entire fight. 😭 (flash jokingly said opposite attracts, plus points if they ended the fight with "wanna order some chinese takeouts?" "Yeah sure")

- Stupid scene where Damian gives a very elaborate reasoning and jon going just Nu Uh and Damian rages. 🤣🤣

- when they reveal infos about each other to the JL through casual talk like damian being a vegetarian, liking animals and liking mangas (damian beats jon up for revealing the last one /j) When Damian reveals info about jon, its like a info bomb that is dropped out of nowhere (when on a mission etc.) 

- When Batman and Superman debates and the JL goes huh this is so familiar, looks at the supersons duo, oh so they get everything from them no wonder.

[vimbry]

the relationship between technology and your compositional styles, particularly in the last, I guess - to my ear - the last 4 or 5 albums, I've noticed a kind of, um, marked distinguish - err, style difference between the two of your songwriting styles.

JL: huh! okay.

what I'm hearing in Linnell, is, um, you know - more counterpoint? and things where-

JL: okay. I'm doing my best to rip off Flansburgh, so whatever (JF laughing) - it just represents a failure of that.

and, I guess I can uh, assume the reciprocal there? that you're doing your best to rip Linnell off, or?

JL: you don't have to say that.

JF: I just - I just don't wanna- I just don't share my files with John any more.

[thedevotionaltour]

these pictures are about as good as we're getting yep that's it. mhm. the jl shirt for today yep for my advanced comics seminar class mhm. with my 60 year old professor who knows me for being daredevil guy yeah this year iwreturn to my dc loyalties uh huh yeah.

[thoughtsaboutbats]

A conversation between Fae!Tim and someone in the JL with knowledge of fae (maybe Constantine or Zatanna?)

Person: Aren’t you supposed to be older?

Tim: I’m exactly the age I’m supposed to be

Person: Uh huh, and how old is that?

Tim: Everyone knows I’m 17

Person: Everyone knows do they? And are they right?

Tim: I would never lie about my age

Person: I bet you don’t lie about much

Tim: I’m known to lie to Batman

Person: But do you?

Tim: You’re smart, I think you already know the answer

[herapersona]

My Jiujiu Wikes His Boss

"My jiujiu wikes his boss," Jin Ling helpfully told Jingyi's dad while they were eating soft ice cream at the cafe in the company building where his Jiujiu worked.

"Oh really?" Lan XiChen asked with a smile. He had known Jin Ling for more than a year but he had never seen the boy's uncle. "Is the boss handsome?"

"Vewy handsome! He has wong, shiny haiw, pwetty face, and majestic nose!"

"Jin Ling!" Jiang Wanyin came to the cafe, sweat beading all over his face. "Why did you leave the kindergarten without supervision?"

"Jiujiu!" JL put his ice cream down and opened his arms for his uncle to pick him up.

JWY wrapped his arms tightly around the boy as he took him into his arms. "Gods, you worried me."

LXC raised a brow at his secretary. JWY was JL's uncle? Now, this just got fun.

JC noticed his boss and he immediately bowed despite still holding his nephew. "I'm so sorry, sir. I hope he didn't bother you."

LXC shook his head, his smile quite naughty. "Oh, he didn't. But JL sure provided me with very INTERESTING news."

JC blinked a couple of times. Holy shit. What did JL say to his boss??? He wracked up his brains for anything. Anything at all until it tunneled in around one information that JL definitely found /interesting/ to share to anyone. 'Oh, my gods... Please no'

JC cleared his throat and hid his panic. "O-oh, i-is that so, sir?" He chuckled and looked down at JL's cute and chubby face. The face that he'll bite later until he's all satisfied.

"Yes... Very interesting indeed." LXC got up and walked closer to the duo before gently patting JL's head and planting a kiss there, his face an inch away from JC's. "JL, don't leave the kindergarten without supervision again, okay?"

The boy nodded and looked up at the handsome man--LJY's daddy. "Daddy of JY, you'we handsome too. Maybe my jiujiu wiww wike you too."

'Oh, please, dear gods above. Just take me.' JC prayed. LXC smirked at JL and patted his head once more. "Well... Do you think I'm pretty enough for your Jiujiu to like me?"

JL put his head on Jiujiu's shoulder and hummed as he stared at JY's dad. "Yes. I think so. But maybe Jiujiu's boss is still pwettiew than you."

"I doubt it," LXC replied before patting JC's stiff shoulder. "You can go home early today, Wanyin. Make sure you take care of JC. See you tomorrow."

'Maybe see you never, boss. I'll never show my face around here anymore. I'll file a re--'

"Don't resign. I won't allow it."

-----

The next morning was an eventful time. JL was throwing a tantrum, saying he didn't want to school, JWY being forced to wait for LJY by the school gates so JL would walk in, and of course, LJY being accompanied by his father.

"Morning, JL and JC," LXC greeted.

"Morning, boss," JWY made sure not to meet the man's eyes and let JL grab LJY's hand. "JL, be good, okay? No more escaping."

JL looked up at Jiujiu and nodded. "Okay, Jiujiu. JY is with me. I wiww be good."

LXC chuckled to himself. JY was anything but good after all. JWY and LXC watched the boys walk into the school building hand in hand.

"So... I guess you like your boss, huh?" LXC teased, making JWY screech and try to make a run for it but LXC was fast. He grabbed JWY's elbow and basically tossed his secretary into the car. "Sir..." JWY basically pressed himself against the door, wanting to escape this awkward situation.

"What will you do if your boss like you too?" LXC asked, his smile bright and mindless of the driver.

JWY gulped a couple of times. "Uhm... I'm... Sir... Uh..."

"What? Are you afraid of me?" The boss teased, loving how the usually irritated and serious secretary was now stuttering.

"N-No! Not... Not at all!"

"I can hear you lying, Jiang Wanyin."

"I'm not lying, Lan XiChen," JWY finally snapped. "You're being ridiculous."

LXC raised a brow. "Is that so?"

"Yes! Just because my tattletale of a nephew said something doesn't mean that you should believe it."

"Huh... And yet you called him a tattletale. Meaning there's truth in there."

"Oh, shut up." JWY huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, his cheeks burning from embarrassment. "You may be my boss but I won't allow you to play me."

"Oh, why would you think I'd play you?" LXC asked.

JWY's eyes were sharp on the older man. "Lan XiChen. #1 most eligible bachelor of the decade. Playboy. Changes partners like he changes his clothes. Sugar baby to half of the billionaires we know. Really? Really, SIR?"

LXC chuckled. "Excuse me? I am NOT anyone's sugar baby."

JWY turned to the older man and raised a brow, obviously calling him a liar with just one look.

"I am just someone who enjoys the best in life. It's not my fault people are willing to pay for my time."

"So... A sugar baby."

"Minus the sugar, of course. I only sleep with people I'm interested in." LXC smirked and looked JWY over slowly. "And I'm interested in you."

"So this is about sex?" JWY asked, slightly hurt by it.

"Not at all," LXC shook his head. LXC looked at JWY and smiled. "How about a trial time? You and I go on dates for a while and if we realize we're good together, we can start being in a serious relationship?"

JWY shook his head. "Look, boss, it's unethical for you to do this."

"Hmmm? How?"

"I'm your employee. I am not really in a position to say no to what you want. What if I realized I don't like you after all? What if I realized I don't want a relationship with you? I won't have the power to say that w/o the thought if getting fired."

LXC glanced at JWY and shrugged. "Then you can transfer under WangJi's wing. I'll have WWX as my secretary."

JWY narrowed his eyes at his boss. "You are aware that LWJ and WWX are dating."

"Yes." LXC smiled at JWY as if he'd just made a point. JWY rolled his eyes. "LWJ is in love with WWX. WWX has him wrapped around his fingers. You, on the other hand, just found out from my nephew that I may or may not like you. It's not the same."

"I think it's quite worse. LWJ is more in love with WWX than WWX is in love with him. LWJ can control him."

"It's LWJ we're talking about. Not you. You playboy."

"And I'm your boss but somehow, you still don't care enough to talk back to me." LXC chuckled. "Coz you're quite a himbo," JWY pointed out, sighing when the care finally slowed down.

"Keep driving," LXC ordered and the car sped up once more. "Himbo, huh?"

"Yes. A himbo."

"Then I guess himbos are your type."

JWY laughed at that. "Can't deny it. Himbos can be cute."

LXC leaned back and chuckled, rolling his eyes at JWY. It looked like he'd have to woo this pretty secretary. ---

Wasn't it such a good thing that JY and JL are such close friends? JL became LXC's spy on JWY.

"So... What does your Jiujiu like to drink?"

"Coffee. No chugaw..." JL replied happily while building his skyscraper with JY. ---

The next day, a cup of coffee, no sugar and no creamer, was waiting for JWY on his table with a sticker of a smiley white rabbit in the cup. ---

"What does your Jiujiu like to eat?" LXC asked JL one time while JL and JY were playing together.

"Wotut Toup." JL replied before grinning at JY's papa.

/Dear gods above, give me enough strength to control myself. I'm itching to bite this kid./

---

JWY frowned at the sealed lunch box on his table. His gears moved, making him know that it was from his boss. But what the heck is he supposed to do with these random gifts? Upon opening, his mouth watered. Lotus Soup. How the hell does the man know what he wants? But he won't complain. So he sat down and took his fill of the delicious food provided for him.

LXC watched JWY and gave himself a pat on the back. So far, so good. ---

"What flowers does Jiujiu want?" LXC asked JL, watching his son and JL build a building made of Legos.

JL paused and frowned. "Uhm... Hy... Hy... Hydwa... Hydwajeya...? Puwpwe and bwue widdwe fwowew."

"Purple and blue? Little?"

"Hydrangea, A-Die," Jingyi helped. JWY blinked at the flower pot he found on his desk. A beautiful little hydrangea. So good. "Boss," he popped his head inside the office.

"Hm?" LXC looked up at the gorgeous man.

"Do you like curry?" He asked.

LXC blinked and nodded. "Ah, yes."

"Does JingYi like it too?"

"Yes, he eats anything. As long as it's not too spicy."

JWY nodded. "Come for dinner then. I'll cook."

---

Lan XiChen made sure that JingYi looked good for their dinner with Jiang Wanyin and Jin Ling. Donned in identical casual white shirts and black jeans, LXC & LJY held hands as they walked towards the front door of the Jiang house. LJY was holding a bouquet of peonies for Jin Ling (a request he made for his Diedie to buy because JL loved the flowers) and LXC held a small pot of hydrangeas.

The CEO pressed the doorbell and had the chance to hear two pairs of feet scrambling to get to the door. "I GOT IT!" JL yelled but when the door opened, it was JWY who had it. "I TAID I GOT IT, JIUJIU!"

JWY chuckled and shook his head, "too bad, you're so slow." He smiled at his boss and LJY. "Well, hi, good evening."

"Good evening," LXC greeted, his eyes scanning the younger man shamelessly.

The purple button-up shirt was tucked into a pair of white shorts that stopped an inch above JWY's knees. His feet were bare too.

"Good evening, Mr. Jiang. Good evening, A-Ling!" LJY stole the spotlight easily. He gave A-Ling his bouquet and he waited for Mr. Jiang to let them in.

"Good evening, A-Yi!" JL greeted back as he took his flowers, his cheeks turning a bit red from pleasure. "Come, A-Yi, we can go pway!"

JWY patted A-Yi's head. "Good evening, A-Yi, welcome to our house."

The two boys ran into the house and went directly to A-Ling's play area which was caged with colorful plastic fences. In the play area was a small tent where they could lie down if they wanted. All of A-Ling's toys and books were there too.

The adults went to the kitchen. "Please have a seat, sir," JWY offered before wearing his duckling-yellow apron that screamed A-LING'S PRETTY JIUJIU in what looked like a child's scribble. "The curry is almost done."

"Might as well call me XiChen now, Wanyin," the CEO pointed out. "Okay, XiChen," JWY tried, thankful that he had his back turned to the older man because he was sure his face was red from the embarrassment.

"You look good, Wanyin."

"I know, XiChen."

"Date me, Wanyin."

"No, XiChen."

"Why not, Wanyin?"

"Because you're my boss, XiChen."

"I like you, Wanyin. And you like me too."

"I can't deny that, XiChen, but it's not so easy."

"What's stopping you, Wanyin?"

"You're my boss, XiChen, and--"

"Should I step down from my position, Wanyin?"

JWY turned to his boss and shook his head. "You're really stubborn, aren't you, XiChen?"

"You know that more than anyone, Wanyin."

The secretary nodded with a sigh. "If I date you, you promise not to ever change how you treat me?"

XiChen blinked a couple of times. "I can't ask you to eat lunch with me?"

"Of course, you can but no unnecessary touching. No inappropriate words. No telling the others about us," JWY listed, hoping that it would scare the older man off. But another part of him wished that LXC would still want him despite those.

"But after work, I can hold your hand, kiss you, hug you, drive you home, prepare meals for you, and all that?"

JWY's cheeks reddened but he continued his task. He measured rice on 4 plates and topped them with curry. "Yes, of course. Unless I tell you not to."

"Then I'm alright with anything you want, Wanyin. There's no reason to say no to me now, is there?"

JWY chuckled at that and shook his head. With a small movement, he leaned over the kitchen island and planted a short but sweet kiss over LXC's lips. "Yes, XiChen-ge. Take care of us."

//End

[wonderjanga]

Sweet Dreams

Billy likes sleeping. Just as any normal human child would. Unfortunately though, he’s not a normal human child. He juggles two jobs, Whiz Kid and the JL. Technically three if he counts patrol and actually being a hero in Fawcett as separate from the JL. Point is, he does a lot of stuff and sleeping is a wonderful to refresh himself. So, one day, he tried to get sleep as Marvel to make up for that lost time.

Then, the dream started.

Marvel: “Zeus? What are you wearing?”

Zeus: “Huh?” * looks down at his clothes* “The heck… Billy this is your dream. Why did you make me appear like this?”

Marvel: “Maybe because I didn’t expect to see you?”

Zeus: “Why wouldn’t you- Oh wait. You’ve never slept in your Champion form have you?”

Marvel: “No?”

Zeus: “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Come.” *gestures for him to follow and starts to walk off*

Marvel: *follows*

Zeus: “See, Batson, whenever Champions fall asleep, that can allow their patron gods to invade their dreams. That’s actually with me and the others are doing right now!”

Marvel: “Oh uh… cool?”

They played some cards, and yelled at each other about how people were cheating. Solomon won nearly every game. Except Uno which Mercury somehow won. There was a lot more suspicion of cheating when that happened. They then just sat in a circle like preteens at a slumber party and started gossiping about the other gods and goddesses from both Greek and other mythology. All in all, it was basically a sleepover, and if Billy was being honest, he didn’t hate it. Though, what he did hate was the fact that when he woke up he felt even more tired then before he went to sleep.

He noticed this was a pattern after a couple more times of him trying to make up for lost sleep as Marvel. As a result, Billy started kicking himself out of the dreams so he could actually sleep. The gods didn’t like this because Billy was apparently a chill little guy to hang out with. He of course, still said no, but you see, the Gods can be really, really… annoying when you say no to them.

Marvel: *sitting on a roof in Fawcett*

Zeus: “JOIN US!”

Marvel: “No.”

Achilles: “Please, Batson?”

Marvel: “No.”

Solomon: “Billy, please don’t leave me alone with them.”

Marvel: “Sorry, Solly. Still no.”

Solomon: “Again with that nickname…” *honestly doesn’t know whether he likes or hates it*

Zeus: “Wait, why is Solomon the only one who gets an apology?”

Marvel: “He’s the only one I feel bad for.”

Zeus: “WHA-”

This made Zeus mad so he pettily took away Billy’s ability to use lightning as Marvel. The Batson boy went a week before he caved and hung out with them in his dreams again.

Zeus: “You’re here!”

Marvel: *frowniest frown on his face*

He was then sequestered away by Zeus to watch Achilles and Hercules have a hot dog eating contest.

Mercury: “Who do you think is gonna win, Bill? We can have a bet!”

Marvel: “I don’t have any money to bet.”

Atlas: “Yes, Hermes. You forget he’s a… how do humans nowadays say it? Ah right. A brokie.”

Marvel: “Atlas, you just fell so hard down my favorites list your below Zeus now.”

Atlas: *extremely offended* “BELOW ZEUS?!”

Zeus: “HA!” *literally points and laughs*

The Next Day…

Wondy: “Brother, is something wrong? I’ve never seen you drink coffee before.”

Marvel: “I spent my night watching Achilles and Hercules shove hotdogs down their throats to see who could out-eat the other. Meanwhile, Atlas and Zeus were fist-fighting in one corner while Mercury kept trying to coerce me into making a bet with him, even though I had literally no money to make said bet.”

Wondy: “Oh.”

Marvel: “Yeah. Oh.” *sips his coffee* “Anyways, how was your night?”

[zhelin-thames]

Danny meets JL members #7

[Danny "being the little shit he is" floating around the Watchtower, minding his own business.]

[Martian Manhunter approaches, phasing through a nearby wall.]

Danny: [startles] Dude! Ever heard of knocking? Martian Manhunter: You phase through walls yourself. Danny: Yeah, but I’m the ghost kid. You’re, like… a space ghost.

Martian Manhunter: I am J’onn J’onzz, the last survivor of Mars. Danny: [grins] Sweet. I’m Danny Fenton, the half-survivor of Earth. J’onn: [pauses] That is… unusually dark for a teenager.

[J’onn and Danny comparing abilities]

Danny: Okay, so you can phase through walls, shape-shift, and read minds? J’onn: Correct. Danny: I can phase, fly, shoot ectoplasm, and scream so loud it shatters windows. J’onn: Fascinating. Danny: Wait—can you do that thing where you get really big and scary? J’onn: Do you mean this? [transforms into a massive, monstrous figure] Danny: [wide-eyed] Okay, yeah, that’s terrifying. Teach me.

J’onn: Your abilities seem to stem from ectoplasmic energy. Danny: Uh-huh. And yours come from… Martian vibes? J’onn: [calmly] We call it genetic superiority. Danny: [grinning] Fancy way of saying “alien magic.” Got it.

[Danny tries to prank J’onn]

Danny: [invisible, sneaks up behind J’onn] Boo! J’onn: [doesn’t flinch] Your ectoplasmic signature gave you away. Danny: Dang it! How’d you know? J’onn: [smiling slightly] I could hear you laughing before you phased.

[Martian Manhunter Reads Danny’s Mind (danny let him)]

J’onn: Your thoughts are… chaotic. Danny: Thanks. I try. J’onn: You also appear to be replaying a jingle about snacks in your head. Danny: [grinning] It’s a coping mechanism.

[In the Watchtower Cafeteria]

J’onn: Earth food is… peculiar. Danny: [eating a sandwich] You’re not wrong. So what do you eat? J’onn: Martian plants and thought energy. Danny: Thought energy? That sounds like something a ghost would do. Are you sure you’re not, like, half-ghost too? J’onn: [raises an eyebrow] I am not. Danny: Sure, sure. That’s what I said before I fell into a portal.

[Later, J’onn texting the Justice League Group Chat]

J’onn: The ghost child is… peculiar. The Flash: That’s just Danny. Green Lantern: Did he prank you yet? J’onn: He tried. It was… underwhelming. Danny: [joins chat] I’ll get you next time, Space Dad. J’onn: I am not your “Space Dad.” Danny: [grinning] Too late.

[infintasmal]

@malumae : ren raising a brow cuz he's SEEN baby jl in a dream……………………… uh huh

u put that brow back down RIGHT NOW MISTER u will not slander her name with ur baby allegations

[officialbruciewayne]

IN FRONT OF MY SECOND BOWL OF ICE CREAM?? I suddenly get a notification that you posted something and it's about climbing Boy Scout like a tree.. Yeah i'm closing Tumblr for awhile, or else i'll choke.. again. Also, do you have those meds for uh.. idk make people having a allergic reaction feel better? I still need it since i ate cinnamon :P

Also regarding anon; I'm sorry but Brucie over here could not, ever be in any timeline in the whole multiverse be Superman.

– @hallsjordanss

Antihistamines. Yes, I can provide those if they are still required. Please stop eating cinnamon.

You've never thought of seducing JL members? Huh. Well there you go.

I could never be Superman, however, since firstly we have been seen together and secondly, I would never survive the sunlight that permeates Metropolis. I am a creature of Gotham.