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Waltzed Away with My Heart

Author: kennagirl Fandom: Batman Character/Pairing: Jason Todd/Stephanie Brown Rating: G Word Count: 2082 Summary: It's a Wayne Gala and the whole family is going to be there, even the ones that have to crash the party to do it. A/N: Written for Day 3 of JaySteph Weekend 2022: Dancing. Thanks to @jaystephevents for pulling all this together!

Link: AO3

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Close Enough for Government Work

Author: kennagirl Fandom: Batman Character/Pairing: Jason Todd & Stephanie Brown Rating: G Word Count: 1523 Summary: “What had you all broody and distracted?” She didn’t necessarily want to admit it, but if any one of the Bats understood being too poor for something, it was Jason. “Tuition bill came in. Trying to figure out how many shifts at the Iceberg Lounge it would take to pay this off.” A/N: Written for Day 2 of JaySteph Weekend 2022: College. Thanks to @jaystephevents for pulling all this together!

Link: AO3

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Better Things We Can Do

Author: kennagirl Fandom: Batman Character/Pairing: Jason Todd/Stephanie Brown Rating: T Word Count: 863 Summary: A spare safe house shouldn't need more than one bed, unless it's already being used. A/N: Written for Day 1 of JaySteph Weekend 2022: Only One Bed. Thanks to @jaystephevents for pulling all this together!

Link: AO3

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Parenting 101

With Bruce temporarily out of commission, Selina tries out her maternal skills.

Selina twitched awake as the bedroom door opened. She was actually surprised she heard it, considering Bruce was still snoring like a chainsaw next to her. Normally, he was a quiet sleeper, waking at the slightest noise due to years of honed vigilante and father instincts. This night, a nasty hit from Scarecrow that turned into a nasty fall off a building combined with a mild dose of fear gas resulted in just enough sedative from Alfred so he wouldn't move around in his sleep and aggravate his injuries.

It was the injury that left her unsurprised that someone else in the house wanted to check on him. The figure she could dimly make out in the doorway was about six feet tall and more slender than the man lying in bed next to her, which meant—

"Dick?" she whispered. "Everything okay?"

He huffed and stepped closer to the bed, allowing her to see a bit more of him in the moonlight from the window. The small smile on his face was one she knew, as she still saw traces of it in the charming grin of Gotham's most eligible bachelor, before that in the mischievous smirk of a teenager who knew something that no one else around him did. It was a shy smile she had first met under an hors d'oeuvre table at a Wayne gala, one that said the nine-year-old wearing it knew he wasn't supposed to be doing this, but he couldn't bear to do what he was supposed to any longer.

"It's nothing, Selina," he whispered back. "I just wanted to check on him. Make sure he didn't end up piercing a lung with a busted rib."

She might believe that, but hanging around with a bunch of detectives means you pick up habits by association. She could see the slight, patchy dampness of his shirt, the way his fists were clenched like that might stop the shaking. And since Clark all the way in Metropolis could tell Bruce was still breathing based on his snores (hell, Lois could probably hear it), that meant it was something other than filial duty leading the family's oldest child to actually open the door to check on his father.

"Nightmare?"

The smile turned into something more like a grimace, and he nodded. "They were falling, and then he was falling with them," he mumbled. She nodded as well, knowing what he was talking about. She may not have been around the whole time, but she'd been around enough to pick up on the trauma highlights for each member of the family.

To her still sleepy mind, there was an easy solution. "Wanna crawl in?"

He froze. "What?"

"Parenting 101," she said. "Kid has nightmare, sleeps with mom and dad. Well," she tilted her head, "step-mom and adopted dad. Still counts."

"You and Bruce are still engaged, so you don't legally have to care about me yet," he tried to joke. "Besides, I think that rule is for five-year-olds, not twenty-five-year-olds."

"There's no age limit on caring about your kids," she said gently. "And if you think that I haven't been worrying about you since you were running across rooftops in little green hotpants, you should think again."

He snorted, and she saw his fists unclench. Satisfied that she was helping at least a bit, she scooted close to the edge of the king size bed, leaving a space just big enough in the middle for Dick to snuggle in. "C'mon. I doubt there's room on his other side and we don't want to move him."

Dick hesitated a moment longer, then went to shut the bedroom door before he moved to the foot of the bed. As he crawled into the open space, she heard him mutter, "If you or Bruce get handsy with me in your sleep, you're paying for my therapy."

"Honey, if anyone in this house ever decides to get therapy, I will steal Bruce's credit card to pay for it myself."

He flopped down with a muffled laugh, and Selina smiled into the darkness. She might be new at this family thing, but she thought she was off to a pretty good start.

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Stop the World

for @backonsixthstreet, for her birthday, the Flash/Sky High crossover that probably only we want (~1.5k, also on AO3 and FFN)

She was just as surprised as everyone else to find out that they all lived in a pocket dimension. When Principal Powers sat them all down at the end of junior year, they thought it was just going to be a talk about applying to colleges, not the news that the rest of the world knew nothing about superheroes and battling giant robots in the streets every other Tuesday.

Granted, that did impact what they could write about in their admissions essays, but it still wasn’t the talk she thought they’d be getting.

She decided she didn’t want to stay in Maxville. As much as she hated fighting, it would be nice to go somewhere that she wouldn’t be expected to take up a mantle. She liked the sciences, but going into botany would probably result in an Incident. Thinking that an entirely clean slate might be good, she changed her name and Caitlin Layla Snow became a biology major at Keystone University.

Her relationship with Warren lasted until she came home for Christmas during her freshman year. The couple went out to eat for their third anniversary and came home single. The distance was just too hard, with Caitlin in Keystone and Warren in Maxville, but they had been friends before they got together and they would be friends again.

She got into bioengineering and focused on her studies, then on her job at STAR Labs. She met Ronnie and fell in love, not the puppy love she felt for Will or even the comfortable love she felt for Warren, but big, terrifying, forever love. She met Cisco and found another brother, the kind she hadn’t had since high school. When Ronnie asked her to marry him, she said yes.

She didn’t tell them about Maxville or Layla Williams. She didn’t know how.

The particle accelerator exploded and everything changed, even if she didn’t know it yet.

A little over a year later and Caitlin was once again living in a world of superheroes and battling in the streets. They hadn’t reached giant robots every other Tuesday yet, but it was only a matter of time. She felt better about helping from the labs than she ever would have out in the field. It helped that it was Barry she was helping, a good person who wanted to contain the threats more than eliminate them. Nothing against the heroes she grew up with, but there is a certain level of desensitizing that happens in that kind of world. She hoped it wouldn’t arrive too soon in this one.

Once it became clear that she was officially going to be hero support, she pulled out some formulas from her almost-forgotten Super Statistics course to figure out how long it would take her to get kidnapped. Unfortunately, Caitlin didn’t account for Leonard Snart’s obsessive tendencies, and she was grabbed two weeks before the earliest point of the likely timeframe she had calculated. She knew better than to attempt escape during transport, since that would probably end in road rash and the two villains putting her back in the van. Instead, she played along through that ridiculous video (because dramatic monologues were not restricted to Maxville apparently) and let herself be led to the chair to be tied down, brain racing through all the escape techniques she had learned as she kept Rory talking.

“You and this Flash must be really close if you’re willing to die for him, hmm?”

It was that face, the one he made on “close” that brought her back to the moment. He didn’t see the Flash’s doctor, or even a member of the team. He saw the Girl, the Love Interest.

The Damsel in Distress.

She may have been a sidekick but she was not a fucking damsel.

“You want me to show you who you really are? That’d be fun.”

He traced the charged gun up the line of her body.

“Show you who you… really are.”

The gun drew level with her head and she glared along the barrel to his face.

“You think I’ve never played with fire before?”

He raised an eyebrow at her, smirking, like she was a kitten trying to show she had claws.

“Freshman year, a guy tried to light someone on fire in the middle of the cafeteria. I got him to take me to homecoming.” She smiled, all teeth. “He looked real good in a tux. Apparently his dad didn’t have much use for it in solitary.”

Rory scoffed. “So you nabbed a guy who acted out because of daddy issues with his pops in the can. Plenty of kids of incompetent crooks out there.”

“I’ll be sure to let Barron Battle know you think so highly of him.”

It was a bit of a gamble, but according to Warren, his dad had left Maxville at one point and spent some time in Iron Heights, raising more than his share of hell before he was “transferred.” If prison storytelling worked like Warren and Barry told her it did, there was a good chance Rory had heard the rumors at some point.

The way his eyes widened suggested he had, but Snart called him away and she was left bound and gagged sitting on a bomb. Not for the first time since she had been kidnapped, she regretted leaving the living terrarium necklace she had received from Etsy the day before on her kitchen table. There wasn’t a single scrap of plant life in the building for her to ask for help, which is the exact situation she had bought the trinket for in the first place.

The good news was that it wasn’t long before Cisco and Joe came to her rescue. The bad news was that they almost blew her up in the process. She was laying on the concrete floor, feeling like a Save the Citizen doll, when she told Cisco, “I thought I was gonna die.”

“Not while I’m around.” He nodded at Joe. “Or him.” He tilted his head. “Or the not-Ronnie with fireball powers who showed up at the labs to help. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?”

Caitlin laughed, because of course he did. He told her he’d be keeping an ear out for Central City news in case they needed a hand. “I’ll explain later.”

Since she had been seen on television as a hostage, Joe had to bring her in to give a statement. On the way, they listened to the radio play-by-play of Barry’s fight against the villainous duo. When she didn’t hear any mention of another fire handler, she asked Cisco about it. “He said something about trying to stay off the radar and that he would be back up if things got out of hand. If all goes well, he’ll meet us back at the labs.”

Even with the heads up from Cisco, she was somehow surprised to see him standing in the cortex, chatting with Dr. Wells. “Warren.”

He turned and grinned when he saw her. “Layla.”

She hadn’t spoken to Warren since just before Christmas. She’d called him to let him know that her fiancé was alive and could light himself on fire. Warren had laughed at her and the irony, until he heard the tears in her voice and switched to comforting her.

It was that comfort that she got now, running into the arms of the second most important man in her life (sorry, Cisco) and jumping onto her toes for a hug, one that he easily returned.

“I thought you said you ran the numbers,” he muttered into her hair.

“Snart went from a Class IV working alone to a Class II with a partner,” she responded. “I was supposed to have at least two more weeks.”

“Well I'll be sure to tell Mrs. Gebra to take a few points off your transcript,” he laughed, letting her go. “You know, for someone who wanted to get away from all this, you've got a set up that would make Medulla cry. Either from pride or jealousy.”

She smiled at him. “And I'm sure you'll tell him all about it at the next staff meeting, won't you Mr. Guidance Counselor?”

“Uh, Caitlin?”

Looking back towards the door, she realized Cisco, Joe, and Barry were all watching her curiously. Even Dr. Wells looked somewhere between interested and frustrated, probably because she'd been keeping secrets. She'd been keeping secrets for a long time, trying to keep her two worlds separate, but she could feel the inevitable coming.

“You wanna tell us what's going on?”

Her worlds were colliding, and she was going to let it happen, ready or not.

So she opened her mouth and told them.

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Concert Memoratus

aka, the Gilmore Girls/Arrowverse crossover nobody asked for

Rory had pulled a string or two to get this interview about the QC takeover, but it had promise. She was sitting in Ray Palmer’s office, waiting for him to be done meeting with his newest VP, Queen’s former assistant. They were still talking as Felicity Smoak left, Palmer right behind her when he noticed Rory.

“Ms. Gilmore!” he said, extending a hand in greeting. “Sorry for running behind, but good ideas don’t wait.”

She shook his hand. “It’s fine, Mr. Palmer.”

“Call me Ray.” He paused. “You look familiar. Have we met?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Maybe I just saw you somewhere. A lecture maybe?”

She smiled and shook her head. “No offense, Ray, but I’m not one for science lectures. Not unless my best friend is lecturing me on the acoustics of a perfect rock concert.”

His eyes lit up and he pointed at her. “That’s it! You look like this woman who threatened me after a Bangles concert once.”

“You remember my mom?!”

Ray smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, I was kind of a douche. I’ve stopped trying to be cool since then.”

“I’m sure she’ll be amused.”

“I’m sorry,” Felicity interrupted. “You got threatened after a Bangles concert?”

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Author: kennagirl Fandom: Gilmore Girls Character/Pairing: Luke/Lorelai Rating: PG Word Count: ~700 Summary: It was their tradition and it worked. Until Lorelai had to mess it up.

Links: FF.net | AO3

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Take Your Time

Author: kennagirl Fandom: Avengers Character/Pairing: Bucky/Steve Rating: PG Word Count: ~1200 Summary: All these combined into one thought: This is how I die. At the hands of a man who thinks I was hitting on his girlfriend. A/N: Merry Christmas, @brocebanner!

Links: FF.net | AO3

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When You Care Enough to Send the Very Best

Author: kennagirl Fandom: Avengers Character/Pairing: Tony/Pepper, OC Rating: G Word Count: ~1100 Summary: “They put us on Father’s Day cards,” Tony said. “Us, the trifecta of daddy issues on greeting cards all about the man himself." A/N: Written out of feels for a card in the supermarket, also for amazingraceface

Links: FF.net | AO3

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A Lot of Strange Things

Author: kennagirl Fandom: Avengers Character/Pairing: Darcy/Steve, an angel, Jane, Thor Rating: PG Word Count: ~2500 Summary: “Why is Sebastian Roche in my bedroom?” The man looked down at his body, plucking at the black V-neck shirt. “Roma Downey and Della Reese were busy." A/N: Written for erica-t for the Steve/Darcy Holiday Fic Exchange

Links: FF.net | AO3

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Long, Shitty Day

Author: kennagirl Fandom: Avengers Character/Pairing: Natasha/Bruce (pre-relationship) Rating: PG-13 (for language) Word Count: ~1100 Summary: All the recent intel pointed to Robert Bruce Banner, aka the Hulk, as holing up in a South American village. So what was he doing standing in Natasha's doorway in Queens with a pizza? A/N: Christmas gift for tadashiwrites

Links: FF.net | AO3

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Here's the deal, guys...

I'm going on a one-year fic posting hiatus.

There are a number of reasons for this, but it boils down to the way I do fic and what that does for my mental health and well-being. I might still be writing and just letting it chill on my hard drive for a while, but I have to take a step back.

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Each Shining Light

Author: kennagirl Fandom: The Avengers Character/Pairing: Darcy/Steve, mentions of others Rating: PG Word Count: ~2500 Summary: Five times Steve and Darcy helped the other Avengers with holiday decorating, and one time they kept it all to themselves. A/N: Written for eyebrowsofjustice in the Darcy/Steve Holiday Exchange, with the prompt "holiday decorating."

Links: FF.net | AO3

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Wanna Bet?

Author: kennagirl Fandom: Harry Potter Character/Pairing: Severus Snape/OFC Rating: PG-13 Word Count: 1152 Summary: Time for the teachers to let loose. A/N: Part 13 of 13 in the Candy Cane! collection.

Links: FF.net | AO3

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Finger of Destiny

Author: kennagirl Fandom: The Avengers Character/Pairing: Darcy/Clint, Thor, Jane Rating: PG Word Count: ~5k Summary: Thor's not just her friend's boyfriend, he's Darcy's friend too. So when she heads to New York to look at graduate school, he's ready and willing to open his guest room in the Tower to her. What she wasn't counting on was running coffee-first into a guy she last saw in a dark bar in New Mexico. A/N: Written for the MediAvengers Mini-Bang. Unfortunately, family travels and my router finally dying conspired to make me a week late with posting.

Links: FF.net | AO3

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The Yule Brawl: Five Years Later

Author: kennagirl Fandom: Harry Potter Character/Pairing: Ron/Hermione, Fleur Rating: G Word Count: 1179 Summary: So much can change in five years and yet still stay the same. A/N: Part 12 of 13 in the Candy Cane! collection.

Links: FF.net | AO3