#like he was a young child when he was made into the leagues poster boy so he wouldnt see it as odd for a kid to take his place

[glitchfang]

tbh i still like to read leon as a tad selfish (NOT in a weird way where hes the real antagonist or whatever) where he is miserable as champion and trapped in ennui and is actually super desperate for someone to take his place and hes sorta nudging the player in that direction. its not canon obviously but i think thatd be a fun concept for his character, idk

[incorrectbatfam]

Stepmom!Selina?

She sees what she's getting into from a mile away, but she welcomes it because Bruce's kids are a part of him, and she loves all of Bruce.

The kids all see it coming too, and while some (Damian) take longer to warm up to her, she's welcomed into the fold with open arms.

Selina's got a heart as big as her partner and while she's not always perfect, you can see how much she cares.

As a former foster child herself, Selina understands Duke's unique experiences and traumas from the foster care system, so whenever he needs to talk, she's the first one he goes to. Sometimes he doesn't want to (or need to) talk, so they'll watch boxing matches or she'll teach him little bits of Mandarin. If the kitchen isn't busy, they'll try their hand at new TikTok recipes, and film themselves either succeeding or debunking the original poster.

Being raised in isolation to be a human weapon meant Cass missed out on a lot of the things daughters typically learn as children/teens. The evening of Cass's first gala, she didn't know the first thing about doing her own hair and makeup. She's braved assassin armies, but her self-made disaster of bobby pins and eyeshadow nearly drives her to tears. Selina swoops in, wipes Cass's face with gentle reassurances, and walks her through step-by-step.

Selina considers it a privilege to have watched Dick grow from the spunky little Robin to the man he is today. Even though he's taller than her, she still ruffled his hair when he does a good job. She also keeps the first ever birthday card he gave her, which includes a pop-up bat signal and scented stickers, and remembers all of his favorite radio stations. Also, when Bruce does something, Dick goes tattling to Selina.

For a while, Carrie mooched off of her siblings' Netflix profiles, but everyone got tired of her messing up their algorithm and she was forced to make her own. She soon realized how much freedom she had because no one could see what she was watching. Selina caught on to the power trip and started researching and watching snippets whenever a new show comes out. That's how she stopped a bunch of preteen girls from watching Squid Game.

Tim often gets overlooked as not just the middle child, but the child who appears put-together and regularly takes on adult responsibilities. Selina, however, remembers that he's still a teenager. She regularly checks in and gradually teaches him that it's okay to let go and act his age. Selina encourages him to call his Young Justice friends outside of missions and take small acts of rebellion against Bruce. When Tim and his boyfriend snuck out to a famous lover's lookout, Selina gave them the car keys and covered for them.

She noticed that Jason really enjoys hanging out with Harley Quinn, bonding over not just Joker trauma but other shared interests like music taste. After Harley turns to the antihero side, Selina discusses with Bruce and they start inviting Aunt Harley and Aunt Ivy to dinner. The first time they do that, Harley is so excited that she baked a three-layer cake just for Jason. Literally, in strawberry frosting, it said, "THIS CAKE IS FOR JASON ONLY." Finding someone that Jason can relate to remains one of Selina's proudest accomplishments.

She's trying her best, but she makes mistakes too. For instance, although Wayne Manor has plenty of kitchen space, Selina does her cooking at Harley and Ivy's because Ivy can offer her fresh plant-based ingredients that suited Damian's needs. When Alfred's not available, she sends Damian to school with healthy, flavorful vegan lunches shaped into Cheese Viking characters. One time, she was tasked with bringing brownies to a PTA meeting. Incidentally, Harley was simultaneously baking a... different kind of brownie for a block party (you can see where this is heading). When an angry superintendent demanded to know who was responsible, Selina wisely kept her mouth shut and thankfully, so did Damian.

Cullen loves concerts, but he's a huge introvert who gets anxiety when he's left alone in a crowd. Selina becomes his concert buddy, and she'll go as all-out as he does. Sometimes that's showing up to a garage band dressed-down in hoodies and sunglasses. Other times it's painting their faces and looking like they just came out of a Hot Topic blowout sale. She even listens to the discography beforehand so she can blend in. Selina learns a lot about Cullen through this, because nothing says more about a person than the music they listen to.

Harper, though looking rough around the edges, turns into a giddy little kid at interactive science museums. During one of these trips, Harper got distracted by the giant Newton's Cradle so she didn't notice a fourth grade field trip sweeping up Selina. When they reunited at the gift shop, a chaperone had given Selina a school t-shirt and she was put in charge of grading ten kids' assignments. Harper laughed so hard that she spewed lemonade on the museum owner. Neither of them will let the other live that day down.

Selina and Barbara openly talk about guy stuff, and Selina is more than happy to offer advice in times of need. They're both pretty liberal talking about that stuff, and one time they did a tier ranking of all the Gotham Rogues based on how effective their gimmick is (Joker was the only S-tier). They then proceeded to get into a debate on whether or not Man-Bat and Killer Croc should qualify for the list, which led to them staring each other down at dinner while the other family members sat around them confused.

Steph's school offered a Mother's Day breakfast. Although Crystal Brown was doing her best and wanted to make it, she was scheduled a double-shift that the breakfast fell right in the middle of. Selina reached out to Crystal and with permission, went in her place. Afraid that Steph would publicly reject her, Selina sat in the parking lot for ten minutes as Bruce amped her up over the phone. Steph, thinking that no one would no up, was ecstatic and said that she couldn't have thought of anyone better. They enjoyed stacking up waffles and making the girls who bully Steph envious.

Long before she and Bruce got married, Selina made it clear that she would not be relegated to the gender-typical role of a homemaker, and Bruce happily concurred because it's 2021. They knew that to give Alfred a break, they'd have to take on some chores themselves. Instead of dividing up a boring old chore chart, they find ways to make cleaning fun and collaborative. They'll dance around the halls in mop slippers, play "guess the stain", and race their roombas. The kids see this and start modeling the behavior in their own ways—Dick swings from high places to dust them, Damian trains his pets to pick up garbage, and Cass and Duke compete to see who can clean the most bathtubs.

Some parts of the Manor are due for redecorating, so Selina and Alfred make a day trip out of interior design sketches, flipping through furniture catalogues, and looking at paint swatches. It sounds boring at first, but the menial tasks meant they had plenty of time for conversation, and she finally understood why everyone respects him. They also made room in the afternoon for a stroll through the park and afternoon tea, where he told her and her only the secret to a perfect scone.

The other Justice League partners welcome her into the group too. Whenever Selina's in Metropolis, she joins Lois and Ma and Pa for Sunday brunch where they share what their kids have been up to. Iris shows her life hacks to cooking large batches of food in a short time. Selina and Dinah discover an online store dedicated to selling vigilante gear and go on a Cyber Monday spree for their whole families. Steve Trevor, Diana's partner, teaches Selina how to fly with the invisible jet so she can surprise Bruce with the batplane.

After overcoming their initial conflicts, Selina and Talia hold a high amount of respect for each other. Talia sees Selina as not just a capable combatant, but a worthy partner to her former beloved and stepmother to her son. Selina, after spending all that time with the kids, understands the motherly love that Talia holds for Damian and makes it abundantly clear that she would never try to replace Talia in the boy's life. Regardless, looking after all those kids is hard, so they are very much open to the idea of co-parenting.

(Selina doesn't know it, but all this makes Bruce fall in love with her all over again.)

[jadedandconfusedao3]

I did a thing! It's not perfect but it's simple and it's mine. Playing around with contrasting colours to make this picture of James and Regulus snogging against a tree.

It made it to go with the cute little Jegulus that I wrote for the Dumbledore's Armada "Confessions of a Teenage Flash Comp" Challenge.

Everywhere

Regulus Black was the best at everything. Top marks in every subject. His mastery of a broom was so well-known that league teams had already tried to recruit him. A fact that disgusted the boy himself. He looked down his nose at them, the same way he did with everyone that wasn’t part of the sacred twenty-eight. He was polite and charming to those he deemed worthy. The shining star of Slytherin. James couldn’t help but watch him.

Regulus’ brother Sirius however, wished he would die in a muggle dumpster fire. He’d just moved out of home and the hatred for his family had boiled over into resentment and bitterness toward his brother. The brother that his parents adored. The one everyone talked about. James weathered his complaints with weary fondness.

James hated their divide. When he looked at Regulus, and he often looked at Regulus, he saw a bow, strung so tightly that any movement might break it. The perfect poster child walking a tightrope of expectation. One that he could tumble from at any moment. Sirius couldn’t see it. Refused to see it, blinded by his own misfortune.

Sirius was obsessed with the guitar he had bought over the Christmas break. He’d learnt a few easy songs like “Go Your Own Way” and “Take it Easy” and dazzled other students regularly by playing out in the courtyard. He’d been surrounded by fawning onlookers when Regulus walked past.

“Is this what you’ve amounted to?” Regulus hissed. Every part of him was tensed, a tiger ready to strike. “Centuries of tradition all thrown away so you can become – what? A common minstrel?”

Sirius passed his guitar to Remus and stood up to his brother. “You mean centuries of hatred and repression? What did you get up to on the holidays, little brother? Mother and father finally figured out which eligible young heiress to marry you off to?”

Regulus looked at his older brother with flat dead eyes. “No, but I suppose that duty does fall down to me now. As has everything.”

Regulus turned and stormed off, Snape glaring at them from his side. James couldn’t help but watch him leave. Regulus was a walking contradiction. He was so passionate and intense yet he held it inside himself with an iron will. Sirius let his passion run free. Evident in everything he did. His laugh. The way he walked with his head held high and a bright smile on his face.

James remembered the boy that was. The Sirius he first met on the train that day. So broken and nervous that he’d refused to speak until James had made a fool of himself trying to catch a chocolate frog. It had taken him hours to wear him down It could barely be seen in the young man now, but James remembered. He’d always remember.

“That little arrogant little toe rag,” cursed Sirius. “Thinks he’s all that.”

James shrugged.

“He’s carrying a lot, Sirius.”

Sirius’ face twisted up into a sneer.

“He doesn’t fucking have to! He could leave!”

 “Where would he go?” replied James, raising his brow as he stood. “To you?”

Sirius shut his mouth with a snap but could only glare and ball his fists.

“Enough,” continued James. “Everyone is tense. There’s people dying out there are we’re just sitting here squabbling. I’ve got an idea. It’s a little ridiculous but I’m hoping it should bring some light into the castle again.”

He rested his hands on his hips and gave them a smile.

“Who’s with me?”

continued on Ao3...

[someoneoutofthisworld]

Yoonmin fic rec 29

Memento Mori by PikaChiminie

Demon hunter Yoongi Min isn't the type to dwell on his mistakes. Sure, he underestimated a fire demon and got his beloved gun destroyed. Sure, he worked with a necromancer and managed to get himself killed. Sure, the necromancer reanimated Yoongi, effectively taking ownership of his soul. And yeah, sure, Yoongi may have slept with said necromancer's boyfriend before turning tail and running. But all of that was supposed to be dust in the wind, at least until the Raven of the South, necromancer Jimin Park, comes after Yoongi, demanding the demon hunter pay his dues. Now Yoongi is reunited with his bitter rival, and Jimin is none too happy to be working with him either. Jimin's heart has been stolen, though, and he needs Yoongi's help to get it back. When the quest is a literal matter of life and death, Yoongi can't afford to run again.

"you want a mint?" by blanket_kkik

Yoongi's the guitarist of Jimin's favourite band on campus. Which also means Jimin has an enormous crush on him and wants to suck his dick, maybe.

Supernova by PikaChiminie

As a son of Aphrodite, Jimin is allowed many luxuries in his life on Olympus. Despite being surrounded by the finest clothes, trinkets, and foods the gods can provide, he is also limited by the watchful eyes of his mother and brother. To Aphrodite, Jimin is vibrant, but vulnerable. To Seokjin, Jimin is curious and naive. They choose where Jimin travels, who he associates with, how his judgements should be made. Love is no exception to Jimin's forced limitations.

The son of Athena was never supposed to hold a place in Jimin's heart. Olympus runs thick with blood feuds, and bias is all the young demigods have known. Yet, Yoongi always seems to prove an exception.

wanna hold your hand (니 손 잡고) by blanket_kkik

“N-no, Jimin, I… I like you.” Yoongi looks him dead in the eyes. “And no, this isn’t a prank,” he says slowly, making sure Jimin doesn’t misconstrue his words again.

--

Shit goes down when Jimin and Yoongi room together.

(You're My) Water, Earth, Fire, Air by a_lonely_whale666666

Based on the pro-bending sport introduced in The Legend of Korra

When Kim Seokjin, the heir to Republic City's wealthiest business enterprise, first approached Jimin to sponsor and create a new probending team, Jimin had never expected for him and his friends, Jungkook and Taehyung, to be so successful and so formidable as only rookies in a league full of experienced players.

Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook finally meet their match when they face off with Yoongi, Namjoon, and Hoseok, who together are known as arguably one of the best probending teams of all time. Several missteps and unfortunate encounters later, and Yoongi and Jimin learn that they really can't stand each other.

But sworn mutual hatred doesn't mean there can't be other benefits, right?

(Or: that one bending!AU I really felt like writing but with Yoonmin as enemies who are insanely attracted to each other)

Bad Apples Can Fall Pretty Far by SugaTheTurtle

Personally, Yoongi doesn't mind the bad boy title. He'd the poster boy for the magazine if there were one: with his motorcycle, and leather jacket, and smoking in the boys' bathroom, and frankly, blatant disregard for student conduct. Jimin, being the school's poster child student council president didn't mind the label either, until he comes into direct contact with Min Yoongi and realizes that maybe Yoongi isn't as bad as he seems.

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[jmoriarty-221b]

So I saw somewhere a post that talked about how some fictional characters just have a divorce vibe going on, like, at no point in time were they ever married but they just give off that feeling that they got divorced

And now I can only think of Clark Kent and Lex Luthor having that vibe

And I spent close to an hour talking about this to my sibling and how it would be a good idea for a new DC show like, you can make so much money off of just the main Batfam alone and there are literally so many people in there that it’s just an amazing idea to have them all in a show together but kind of like a Good Luck Charlie kinda thing because there’s more than enough angst in the world

But in the case of not having enough of a budget for so many characters in one show I turned to the Superfam (Batfam is Huge like, I don’t even know half of the extended family version and that’s like at least ten characters so I could see why it wouldn’t be entirely feasible to have a show that included everyone while still being good with nice character development without having a billion dollars for the budget)

The Superfam, in my personal experience, is composed of Ma & Pa Kent (farm vibes plus I refuse to have either of them die in my AU), Clark Kent (main Superman), Lois Lane (Lana? was Smallville Lois i guess??? But idk enough about her so she’s not here), Jon Kent (Superboi II), Kara Danvers (Supergirl) & Conner Kent (Superboi I)

Now I’ve stopped watching CW shows like, forever ago??? But my brother kinda keeps up with them and basically the gist is that the ratings of every other show suck Except for the Superman & Lois show (because it’s 💫new💫) and I saw the cover of the poster like “Ah, the werewolf dude. . . mmmhhmmm that’s Lois yes, yes that’s Johnny boi, and um is that???? Nooooo, they wouldn’t do that to Conner right???? Please tell me they didn’t make Conner blonde” and I was informed that the blonde teen is Chris???? Like

Whoms’t do ye speak of

I’m not even joking but the only way I even know of Chris is from a random fanfic I read where Dick Grayson gets his own super from an alternate reality named Chris, that’s my only point of reference for this character

But let’s talk about how Conner Kent (OG Superboi) was excluded

Now I haven’t seen any episodes of this and I probably never will (no hate I’m just really unmotivated to start new shows at all) so idk if they might mention Conner or even allude to him in one scene or something

But this was my main motivator as to my new Superfam TV Show Idea

Have Lex Luthor not be a Superman villain, he’s mainly a successful businessman, a little shady but who isn’t, and he doesn’t want to Kill Superman, he just wants to be able to have some sort of viable protection against a Kryptonian in case of an invasion (see Man of Steel + CW’s Supergirl) or suddenly having a mind controlled Superman on their hands (see Justice League series or just look up what Red Krytonite does) so he makes it like his side thing to figure out ways to neutralize or hold back a Kryptonian, Clark totally thinks that Lex is obsessed with finding a way to kill Superman because they had a bad end to their friendship in high school so he’s always suspicious of Lex, Lex hasn’t really ever tried to kill him though because 1. It’s not that deep Clark ok? And 2. He’s a busy busy man with a very important job position and a company to run so does he look like he has time to harbor an obsession over someone who rejected him back in high school??? You’re more of a constant side quest Clark, so stop trying to put him on the JL watchlist ( btw ik about Lena Luthor, haven’t forgotten her but she doesn’t really play a part in this AU so let’s just have her and Kara off to the side doing their own thing ok? Ok)

Lex, Bruce & Oliver all knew each other when they were kids and went to the same school, this is just an extra detail I wanted to happen because Lex and Ollie definitely know Bruce is Batman and absolutely HATE having to deal with Brucie Wayne because “I know you’re just doing this to irritate me Bruce, you just want to see if you can make a vein throb in my forehead but I will valiantly ignore your dumbassery because I know you hate being Brucie just as much as we hate having to put up with Brucie so suck on that you petty bitch” because they bonded in ye olden days, childhood friends so to speak

Anyway so Cadmus tries to get Lex to make an investment in their company, seeing as Cadmus is shadier than Gotham when it rains Lex is basically like ‘no ❤️’ and doesn’t make a deal with them, Cadmus gets mad at not having Lexcorp financially backing them so Lex has an ‘accident’ and they steal his DNA, then they steal Superman’s DNA somehow and *boom* a Superboi is formed

Because I don’t know much about how the Core Four became friends in the first place (Robin Tim Drake, Impulse Bart Allen, Wonder Girl Cassie Sandsmark & Superboy Conner Kent) I’m just gonna go with what happens in the show Young Justice except it’s the Core Four becoming the Core Four when they liberated Conner (who at this point believes himself to be a clone of Superman and has only been given Superboy as a name) from Cadmus, same shit goes down meaning that Clark is just straight up NOT vibing with Conner, Conner just wants a mentor please, and the Bats kinda give Clark a passive aggressive treatment for not taking Superboy under his wing or at least agreeing to teach him how to control his powers, especially Tim because that’s his Bestie so yes

Anyway, YJ saves ppl and is on the news or whatever and Lex finds out about Superboy’s existence that way, so he researches this new super on his free time, finds out that he came from Cadmus and claims to be a clone of Superman, yet doesn’t have the whole power set Superman has??? Wait, didn’t Lex reject Cadmus’ proposal and the got into a mysterious accident??? Long story short Lex goes connecting the dots, hacks into Cadmus’ files, finds out he technically has a son with Superman and decides to take Superboy under his wing (I’ll go more in depth as to why Lex would want to do this in this AU later but the abridged version would be that he wants a kid but doesn’t have the time nor interest in finding a wife??? Also the radiation that made him bald as a kid also affected his reproductive system so while it’s not impossible for him to conceive kids he would have a very hard time actually getting to father a kid)

Him and Conner, who still goes by Superboy at this point in time, meet up and Conner finds out that here is a parent figure that is both available and actively wants to be a part of his life, so he agrees to get to know Lex and the series would focus on them becoming a family, with a special episode when Conner asks Lex for help in choosing a name for himself and it ends up with him agreeing to become Conner Luthor, it would be heartwarming and Mercy would make sure it happens within a day (Mercy is Lex’s bodyguard/PA but they’re also besties and she becomes the Responsible yet Chaotic Aunt as Lex and Conner’s father-son relationship progresses)

Obviously Clark becomes super suspicious of Lex getting close to his ‘clone’ and when Conner decides to go public as Lex’s son he’s like *GASP* and calls up Bruce because we need to get on this Bruce, Lex is a villain and blah blah blah but Bruce would be over Clark’s shit and hit him with that “actually, Lex was also an unwilling genetic donor to Superboy, who actually is not your clone either, and has agreed to take him in, I’ve been on this shit since they first met and the kid is doing just fine so if you keep poking your nose in their business then that’s your problem but you better be ready to pay child support bitch . . . have a good day ❤️”

The series would just focus on Conner getting to have a good parent figure in Lex and go more into their civilian lives rather than focusing on the superhero thing, Conner, Bart, Tim & Cassie have a sleepover at Lex’s house at one point, Lex totally Knows what’s up but it’s all good because these are his baby’s friends and they’re good people who are more than willing to prank Superman for rejecting his kid and giving his baby self worth issues (Mercy supports them)

Anyway, that’s basically the idea for a new Superhero Show

[peterxwade24]

Waynes Stick Together

For Maribat March 2021 day 13 prompt Reverse Robins (sort of. if you squint hard enough).

I reversed most of the bat kids' ages, making Dami (who's canonically the youngest) the oldest while Babs (who's canonically the oldest) the youngest. I also threw in some Daminette and I made Daminette the parents to Carrie Kelley and Helena Bertinelli mostly because all I've ever seen of Carrie has been her and Marinette being close and like family.

I hope you enjoy it.

In another life, Damian would be conceived before Bruce finished his training with the League, born after he'd already left to return to Gotham. Damian would grow up amongst the League for a few years before Talia would take him to Gotham, leaving him with his father when she realized that he had the same defect as Bruce had. And so, Bruce became a father and Batman in the span of a couple weeks.

Alfred would simply sigh and make up a nursery for the newest addition to the family. Knowing that the family would grow again, and soon.

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When Damian was seven years old, Bruce brought home a boy from patrol. His name was Duke Thomas and he was two years old, he was skittish and unsure about being around Bruce and Alfred but around Damian? Duke calmed down and allowed Damian to ask him some questions. The first person Duke opened up to was Damian, the first person Duke accepted any sort of physical affection from was Damian.

Alfred made sure that the two had bedrooms right beside each other, knowing that Duke would eventually seek out Damian in the middle of the night. He would simply pretend not to notice when they would both walk out of Damian’s room in the morning, Duke wrapped around his older brother’s arm.

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A few years later, when Damian was eleven, the boy from next door Timothy Drake, who was only three years old, came to live with them because his parents died. The two boys didn’t get along very well, although at this point Duke, who was six, was beginning to branch off from copying Damian.

A few months after Tim arrived, Bruce brought home a shy little girl with blonde hair. Her name was Stephanie and despite seeming shy at first, she was rather inquisitive and followed the three boys all over the manor.

Alfred would set up two bedrooms across from Damian and Duke, one clearly more geared towards a girl. He would simply sigh and shake his head at his boy, but he would be glad that the home was filling up with not just child’s laughter, but also with love.

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Two years after Tim moved in, Bruce brought home another child. His name was Jason and he was three years old. He stuck to Alfred like glue, not trusting the four older kids. When he wasn’t with Alfred he was in the library, reading anything he could get his hands on.

Alfred set up a room for Jason, his room was on the other side of Duke’s, and made sure he had a bookshelf full of all sorts of books.

Six months after Jason was brought home, a tiny black haired girl appeared. No one was quite sure how she got in the house, but she stuck to Jason and Jason would physically get between her and anyone else anytime they tried to talk to her. She, like Jason, stuck to Alfred like glue because he was always nice to her.

Alfred set up her room on the other side of Jason, making sure to unlock the door between the two to give them easier passage between the two rooms. He would also make sure that both rooms had plenty of soft blankets and handmade afghans.

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When Damian was eighteen years old, he snuck out of the house one night and went to the circus, Haly’s Circus was its name, and all he wanted was to see the Flying Graysons in action. However, Damian wasn’t prepared to find a two year old boy amidst the crowd, and Damian wasn’t prepared to watch John and Mary Grayson fall as their wires snapped. Damian simply pressed the young boy, named Richard, against his chest and pressed his hands over his ears so the boy wouldn’t see what had become of his parents. Damian took Richard home to his father, calling the young boy Dick when he introduced the two.

Alfred set up the room on the opposite side of Stephanie’s with posters of the Flying Graysons in their prime. Alfred would offer the boy glasses of warm milk when he couldn’t sleep, despite knowing that Dick would eventually leave his room to join Duke in Damian’s bed because the two drew the most comfort from the older boy.

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Damian was twenty-two when his father introduced him to his youngest sister, a girl named Barbara who was only three years old. He smiled as he introduced his father, his siblings and the man who was effectively his grandfather to the love of his life, a beautiful Eurasian girl named Marinette.

Alfred set up Barbara’s room on the other side of Dick’s and set up the room at the end of the hall for Damian and Marinette, although he knew that all of the children would eventually end up there as they had all missed their oldest brother.

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Damian and Marinette were married in a quick ceremony on Manor grounds, with only Damian’s family and Marinette’s grandparents in attendance. The wedding seemed rushed because it was. Marinette’s Nonno Roland was quite set in his ways believing that a child born out of wedlock was a bastard even if their parents were married afterwards.

Their first child was a girl, named Carrie, who was the light of her parents’ eyes from the moment they saw her. Their second child was another girl, named Helena, who only went to show that love is limitless.

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Bruce’s family was large, rambunctious and mismatched. They, however, always stood up for one another. When Duke found an article on an amateur blog denouncing his sister-in-law he immediately went to the rest of the family about it, making sure that Damian and Marinette weren’t informed of the article.

Tim and Barbara immediately got to work backhacking the blog, and were aghast at finding multiple articles all denouncing and slandering the woman who made their brother the happiest they’d ever seen him. They got to work removing the articles and writing a retraction, explaining the blogger’s idiocy in posting the original articles as well as apologizing for the articles.

They may not have always gotten along, but Waynes stick together, no matter the pedigree.

@maribatmarch-2k21

[champion-leon-imagines]

Chronicles of Galar - Chapter 2 Part 2: A little adventure with Leon

Here is the Leon-fluffy part of the chapter. Because now that you want to show him Alola, many funny stuff awaits you. And even manages to bring you to closer to the handsome champion.

For the rest of the flight was a pleasant and exuberant mood, while you two talked about all kinds of things. You learned more about the local Pokemon and Leon has already been educated a little about the customs in Alola. In fact, you were so absorbed in your conversations that you didn't even notice that the Corviknight taxi had already landed. It was only when the taxi driver knocked on the window of the gondola when both of you noticed that they were no longer in the air.

"Huh? Are we there yet? ", You asked astonished and blinked. You took out your smartphone to check the time. Indeed. The flight started 4 hours and 13 minutes ago. "Time passed by in a flash, Haha.", Leon smiled and got out of the gondola to offer you his hand. You let him pull you out of the somewhat high vehicle and you both thanked the taxi driver. “If you want to go back to Galar, here in Alola, Charizard will be used for transportation. However, if you are interested in the Corviknight taxi, just let us know and we will send a taxi to you. However, you have to calculate the flight time there too, ”the older man explained.

“Haha, thank you, we'll be happy to take the Corviknight taxi again. As someone who owns a charizard, I do not want to make these wonderful creatures have to carry someone like me. Especially over this distance. ", Leon laughed and waved him off. The taxi driver nodded and said goodbye to both of you as he took the taxi back to Galar. "So .. We are now in Alola. And what do we do now? “, The purple-haired male wanted to know and curiously put his hands on his hips. He was curious to find out what his spontaneous kidnapper had planned for the two of them.

“Well, first of all we have to get Alola ready. We sweat ourselves to death with our clothes on at these temperatures. Unfortunately, I left my Alola Vulpix with father in the laboratory, which could refresh us with its ice. ", You mused. "I could offer Mr. Rime," Leon suggested with a smile. You giggled lightly, then waved your hand. “I don't think that will be necessary. We will find out why. Now let's pay a visit to Professor Kukui and Professor Burnet first. ", You said and you made your way through Hau'oli City to the Pokemon Laboratory.

It was a very tranquil island with a very exotic flora that Leon only knew from books. Most of the Pokemon, such as the rock Pokemon Rockruff, he had never seen before.

Your gaze fluctuated to her companion from time to time, as he often turned around his heel in astonishment and let out an 'Ah' and 'Oh' every now and then, which caused you to laugh softly. “You can be impressed quite quickly, right? After all, Galar has a beautiful piece of nature too with his Wild Area. ", You teased him and pushed your elbow gently into the side of the sturdy man. Leon laughed embarrassed and scratched his cheek. "Yes, but it's kind of .. different. This sea air is so refreshing and all the new Pokemon .. I feel like I'm 10 again and have just started my journey, "he then admitted with a laugh. "That makes me happy. To be honest, I felt the same way when I first visited this region. Alola is just beautiful. “, You agreed happily and the two looked at each other briefly in the eyes with a satisfied smile before you arrived at the laboratory. Kukui sat there with his wife and his now 2-year-old son, Kemiri *. Kemiri played with two Rockruffs and had his face licked with a giggle. Burnet was basking in the sun and seemed to be dozing, for she was oblivious to the visitors. Only Kukui blinked and then looked up. "Oh? We have visitors. “, He said and woke up his wife Burnet. The white-haired professor took off her sunglasses and looked at the two young people before smiling and standing up. "[Y/n] ..?! How nice that you are coming to visit us! And you grew up, child. ", Burnet began and ran up to you to hold you close like a worried mother. "Um .. I was here when I was 18 .. I haven't grown anymore.", You sighed softly and returned the sweeping embrace. "Of course you can! I can clearly see your maturity, as if you had used Growth several times. You've been around a lot since you've been here, haven't you? ", Kukui then remarked when his wife finally let go of you. "I guess I have.", You smiled and then leaned down to the little Kemiri. “Your little one is cute too. I haven't even seen him yet. As far as I can remember, you were in the second month when I left, right? Is he talking already? ", You wanted to know. "Yes! He can already say  dad! Come on, Kemiri! Say it !! ”, Kukui grinned and proudly lifted his son. The little boy just blinked several times and looked around. "... You know that you can do it ..Say daddy ..", Kukui tried again. His answer was again embarrassed silence until you began to giggle. "He can do it, I swear ..!"

"I believe you.", You laughed and didn't notice at first that you hadn't even introduced your companion. Burnet got ahead of you, however. She looked Leon up and down, which was no wonder considering his strange outfit.

“And what a handsome boy you brought with you. You have my respect. Are you here on your honeymoon? ", The white-haired woman asked with a grin. The young couple blushed again, not alone because someone had mistaken this trip for your honeymoon again. "N-No, that's very different. Um, we're not a couple. This is Leon. He is the champion of Galar. Professor, you ought to know him. You were at the last WorldChampion Cup, weren't you? “, you asked perplexed. "... There is a World Champion Cup?"

You put your hand over your face. That was just so typical of Kukui .. ".. Hahaha. I was just joking. I heard from you, Leon. They say you haven't been defeated once in your region for 10 years, ”Kukui said and shook hands with Leon. Leon smiled and gladly accepted the gesture of greeting. "That's correct. And are you a part-time champion? That is remarkable. “, He praised the older man. “Oh, we don't have that many children who do Island Challenges. That's why my dear husband has a lot of time to pursue his stupid hobbies. ", Burnet waved off with a grin. "Stupid hobbies?" Leon blinked. "For example, as a masked wrestler in Battle Royale ...", Burnet added. “Harsh words for someone who hugs posters and large cuddly pillows with the masked wrestler's faces. You're the biggest fan of 'Mask Royale'. ", You winked and Kukui looked surprised at his wife, who was now sunken in shame. "H-How do you know that ..?" Burnet wanted to know. “You told me yourself when we had a drink with Selene *, Olivia and Mallow in a bar before my league match. You were so tipsy that you trumpeted in front of everyone in the bar that you wanted to marry Mask Royale. And as we know, you have that too in the end. ", You added, whereupon Kukui had to laugh. "Oh, I see. I didn't even know that my wife is my biggest fan too. ", He teased her and Burnet rolled her eyes briefly, but then had to laugh too. “You are sure to be hungry when you come from Galar. Join us for lunch and enjoy a delicious Malasada with us. "

"Mala-what?" Leon asked.

“Oh, you will definitely like it! It's a delicious dessert and Alola's specialty! ", You said and dragged your companion into Kukuis home.

You talked at the dining table while you ate the desserts. Among other things, Kukui and Burnet also learned how this "spontaneous vacation" had come about and immediately had to laugh again. “So, you're still so impulsive and spontaneous. You even went out to free the Vulpix from Team Skull's clutches back then , even though you only had Popplio with you. That was very risky and you had to listen to a proper sermon from Hala after he had praised you for your courage. ", Kukui thought. "Your Vulpix was captured by an evil organization?" Leon asked. He remembered how afraid it was of him when they first met in the Slumbering Weald.“That explains its behavior towards Charizard and me. What happened to the poor thing? ”He wanted to know. “When Selene and I visited Paniola Town, because I wanted to see the Paniola Ranch, we overheard a Vulpix being followed by a group of thugs. It looked very battered and to be honest .. also hurt. Because it dragged one of its hind legs afterwards .. “, while telling the story it became quiter at the table and Leon also stiffened a bit. How could humans do such bad things to Pokemon? He just didn't get it. “We followed the guys unobtrusively until they cornered the Vulpix. They just wanted to paralyze it with their poison pokemon and get ready so that it no longer struggled. Then I intervened. " "I would have intervened as well .. did you threw Popplios Pokeball at them?" Leon asked. "No .. I think my thinking mechanism must have stopped at the time, because I threw myself in front of Vulpix and took a Venoshock attack that targeted Vulpix."

"I BEG YOUR PARDON?! Do you realize that poison attacks can also be fatal for humans? ", Leon's question was a bit loud at first, but of course he understood that you only wanted to protect the Vulpix. He would probably have acted exactly the same in such a situation. "I told you, my brain switched itself off when my feet started moving .. I also didn't notice much what happened afterwards, because everything went black. I got so dizzy and I must have lost my consciousness from the poison .. ", you continued. Kukui then cleared his throat to get attention. “Selene contacted me. We, Hala and I, made our way to them. After [Y/n] was hit by the attack, the Team Skull members had fled because they thought that a murder trial was about to begin. They thought she was dead. After Selene told us [Y/N] had been hit by a Venoshock attack, I asked my wife to get an antidote elixir from Mallow. Mallow is an island captain in Alola, who is responsible for examining people on their island challenge. You can compare her with a gym leader. In any case, Mallow is experienced with herbal Pokemon and can make medicines from many herbs. Of course, also against Pokemon poisons that have affected humans. We arrived in time to give [Y/n] the antidote.“ “When I woke up, I was in a small room in Paniola Town where Kukui had taken me. You can imagine that I had to listen to how inconsiderate it was. ", You smiled. “It was. But .. you did it for a Pokemon. Just .. don't try to jeopardize your life so carelessly in the future, okay? ”Leon scolded you calmly. "I'll try.", You laughed defensively and raised both hands. “But enough talked about old stuff. After lunch, we'll stock up on beach clothes from the boutique and go to the beach for Mantine surfing, ”you said then. "Mantine surfing?", Now Leon was curious and grateful about the change of subject. “One of the biggest attractions in Alola. It's so much fun, you'll see! ”You promised him. Kukui and Burnet watched the couple in silence, then giggled at each other. "I bet 3000 poke dollars that they're married until next year." Burnet grinned. "Deal."

"Did you say something, Professor?" You asked. "No everything is fine. We hope you enjoy surfing. You're lucky, the weather today is perfect for some big waves. ", Kukui grinned and gave a thumbs up. After lunch, Leon and you thanked them for the hospitality and said goodbye to the permanently grinning professor couple as you made your way to the boutique to dress appropriately for the water adventure.

After you provided yourself with swimwear, a large beach blanket, a parasol, an inflatable beach volleyball, snorkel and fins for diving, as well as a neoprene suit for maximum safety when Mantine surfing, you could finally go to the beach. Leon was eager to plunge into the waters. In fact, he hadn't been that relaxed in years, as Rose kept sending him from one appointment to the next. There wasn't much time for relaxing and have some free time, which is why he became more and more grateful to you and his mood was also much happier than usual.

When you got to the beach, you set up a nice place for yourselves with the parasol and the large blanket, with a good view of the wide sea. Leon set up the parasol while you put a picnic basket on the blanket with small sandwiches and drinks that you had previously prepared with Burnet. Yes, today both of you were allowed to have a good time.

However, you had to admit relatively quickly that you couldn't really concentrate on explaining Mantine surfing to Leon when you stood with him in front of the Mantine rental. Due to his physique, you were already aware that he had to have a six-pack, but seeing so much bare skin through his swim shorts was different than simply relying on your imagination and just guessing how he would look underneath his clothes. His muscular chest shone in the sun, and his abdominal muscles twitched slightly when he stretched to warm up. Leon noticed your look at some point and blinked. "Uhm, weren't you about to explain to me what you have to watch out for while surfing?" He began, waking you out of your trance. You blinked several times and felt caught. You had stared at him longer than you wanted ... Leon was definitely a very handsome man and his personality was in no way inferior to his looks ... "Err .. Yeah, I'm sorry. Surfing itself is less of a normal sport here in Alola. It's art. Because you can perform various tricks on the Mantine while you ride the waves and avoid obstacles like buoys or wild water pokemon. ”, You explained, after you cleared your throat. "Mhm, but Mantine are not exactly big and strong. I guess this sport seems to be more suited towards kids and slim women. The Mantine would carry you with ease. But me .. ”, Leon stopped you and crossed his arms. "Ah, don't worry about that, buddy.", the man from the mental station interrupted him. - You already prepared Leon on the flight that Alola villagers speak to strangers in a friendly manner and call them buddy as it was normal. You were formal with Kukui though, although of course he had offered you being less formal too, but you were just too polite for that. After all, he was still a Pokemon professor. “Of course, we also have bred Mantine in all sizes. We crossed the Mantine with Wailord to breed larger specimens. And with success. Just take a look at this darling here .. ”, the lender began and showed you a male Mantine with a diameter of about five and a half meters. "Woah ?! It's gigantic compared to normal Mantine! ”Leon breathed in amazement and stepped closer to the water. "May I touch it?" He asked like a child in a petting zoo. "Go ahead, the Mantine are all tamed, otherwise you could hardly ride them.", the lender nodded and you had to giggle again at Leon's manner. This man was really unique. He looked beefy and strong, but had the disposition of a large teddy bear. You thought it was a good mix. Leon knelt over the railing to the Pokemon and held out his hand. The Mantine sniffed at him and then greeted the purple-haired man with a shout. "Maaan." “That would be your Mantine when you're here for surfing. Of course I have a smaller one for the petite young lady. ”, The lender explained and got another Mantine, a female that was about two meters long. "That makes 500 poke dollars for an hour." "Understood. We would like two hours, please. I'll pay. ", You said and got your wallet, which you had taken with you. "And then I would like a few more berries for the Mantine."

"Alright. You really like Sitrus Berry . "

"Then I would like a bag full of Sitrus Berrys ."

Leon let you pay involuntarily, because it was your idea and he had to admit to his shame that he hadn't taken any money with him. After all, it was a spontaneous trip and Leon had nothing with him except his Pokemon. Now that all formalities had been clarified, it was finally time to go into the refreshing water to see the Pokemon. Before that, the two of you had to put on your neoprene suits over your bathing suits, because such a wave ride also resulted in unintentional immersion in the waves and the neoprene protected you from the cold of icy currents from the northern parts of Alola that could find their ways to all islands. You were the first to get into the water because you showed Leon how to sit on the Mantine properly. “You can sit, kneel or stand, whichever is most comfortable for you. Though you have more control over your balance to make it clear to the Mantine in which direction it should turn, when you are standing.“ you explained and decided on a standing position when you took the reins of the saddle in your hand. “We shouldn't swim too far from the beach. It's best to only take the smaller waves. Especially since it's your first time too. ", You commented. "Not for you?" Leon asked, trying to take a standing position as well. Unfortunately, it was easier thought than done and the big, strong man stumbled on the Mantine to both sides until he lost his balance and fell into the water. "No. When I was here I rode the waves on Mantine almost every day. It's also the most effective way to get from one island to the next. Alola consists of four main islands and countless uninhabited secondary islands. ”, You explained and suppressed a giggle at Leon's clumsiness. The purple-haired man emerged and spat out the salt water before attempting to mount the Mantine again. "You love water, am I right?" He asked with a smile and tried to keep his balance in a sitting position. That seemed to work better. "Maybe. Even as a child, I loved swimming. My mother never got me out of the bathtub because I could have just kept splashing for hours, ”You admitted with a laugh. “When I was with Cynthia, we dived in front of Sootopolis City for the first time when we were in Hoenn. That was an awesome experience. “, You smiled and reminisced. "And despite this love you didn't become a pure water trainer?", Leon smiled and patted the Mantine after he had found a good balance. "Well, my signature Pokemon has water as its second type, does that count?" You replied with a grin and Leon laughed slightly. "I think that's okay.", He joked and the Mantines started moving towards the first wave.

“There is already the first one! Hold on tight and don't try to play cool. ", You warned him and slightly repositioned yourself on Mantine to maneuver it to the wave. The Mantine seemed to understand what his rider wanted from him and began to swim to the current of the wave. Once there, it held one of its huge flippers in the current in order to have a safe position itself and to be carried by the wave. "Woah ..! I'm afraid I'm a little rusty after all .. ", You added, as you lost your footing due to the movements of Mantine. You tried to pull your body onto Mantine with all your strength, while your lower body was already in the freezing waters. "Hey, everything o-" Leon began, leaning to the side for a better look. What turned out to be a treacherous beginner mistake among surfers. "No, don-", too late for your call, because the next wave surprised Leon's mantine and due to the collision with the masses of water, he fell into the water too. "Leon ..!" You shouted, worried and let go of your Mantine so you could dive for Leon. Before you could take a breath and go under the water, however, Leon emerged in front of you, coughing slightly. "Is that also part of the instruction, Ms. Teacher?" He asked jokingly and you gave him a mindless look before you sighed in relief and had to laugh a little. “Well, that's a water sport. And if you haven't fallen off the surfboard at least 100 times while surfing, you've never really practiced the sport, haven't you? ”You smiled and the two of you floated in the sea, laughing. "Where are the Mantines?", Leon then asked and you looked around. "...Damn."

There was no longer a trace of the Mantine to be seen and  Melemele Island  could no longer be seen. The waves must have carried you further out than you had noticed. "Didn't the lender gave you a whistle with which you can call the Mantine in case they get lost on the way?", Leon remembered. You nodded and grabbed your neck, where you wore the whistle around your neck under your suit.

...

"Shit .. I must have lost it when I jumped after you ..", You sighed in frustration. "And now? We don't have our Rotom smartphones with us either and we can't make ourselves noticeable. And we shouldn't stay here too long either. Wild Sharpedos also attack humans because they think they are their prey. ", Leon then explained. "Wait!! We always have our pokeballs with us. The neoprene suits have brackets for the poke balls! Do you have a water pokemon? ”, You then asked. “Yes, Inteleon. The final stage of the water starter from our region. But I'm afraid he won't be able to carry us both back. ", Leon answered thoughtfully. “He doesn't need to carry us! Get Inteleon out of his Pokeball! ”You ordered. Leon nodded slightly and grabbed the pokeball as he freed the large lizard pokemon from its prison, which minimized it in data. "So what now?" He wanted to know. You smiled and picked up a red Love ball. "Now just watch.", You said and took the Pokemon out of the ball. It was a beautiful mermaid-like Pokemon, which had features of a seal and a human woman. Her long blue hair was parted with pearl necklaces and her little red nose was vaguely reminiscent of a clown. "What kind of Pokemon is that? It's ... beautiful, "Leon commented curiously and Inteleon also uttered a few calls of approval when it saw the unknown Pokemon. “That is the signature Pokemon I told you about. Primarina. Primarina, that's Leon and Inteleon. ”, You then introduced your Primarina to the others. “We'll have time to get to know each other later. Primarina, can you use Sparkling Aria  among us and - "

"Wait a minute, doesn't that attack heat the water until it boils?" Leon interruped you, shocked. “Now wait, that's exactly why we need your Inteleon for! It's supposed to keep the foam away from us with a combo of Snipe Shot  and Soak. When Primarinas attack heats the waves, they evaporate into the air. The waves pull the steam up so high that it should be seen from the coast - and maybe even as far as the Pokemon Laboratory. Do you know a better SOS signal in our situation? ", You explained your plan and Leon shook his head slightly. “You see! So you two, are you doing us this favor? "

“Water vapor is transparent. I don't think you can see that from a distance ... ”Leon mused as he went through the plan again in his mind. You started to grin. “That's why Primarina then uses Fairy Wind on the steam. This is a fairy attack that gives the water vapor a pink glow. With that they can definitely see us. ", You said and Primarina nodded before she started to use the attacks. With Soak, the boiling hot water flowed around both of you and your Pokemon while the Snipe Shot changed the flow. Inteleon shot into the waves, creating a kind of flow of energy with which the Sparkling Aria could flow up the wave and heat itself to the boiling point. As a result, the salt water evaporated within seconds and when the steam rose, Primarina breathed in a Fairy Wind, which laid a pink veil over the water vapor and it actually shone in the sky.

Leon opened his mouth. It was almost as overwhelming as a gigantamax and he could only watch in amazement as the steam rose higher and higher and spread over them like a blanket of clouds. "If we don't attract attention now, then I don't know either." He laughed and You patted Primarina and Inteleon to praise them for their attacks. "I know? You both did really great. ", You said and Leon swam to you to pet the Pokemon as well and to express his praise.

About 20 minutes later, a motorboat drove to your direction. You were holding onto Primarina afloat and Leon holding onto Inteleon when Kukui and two Coast Guard men picked you up. On board, you told them what had happened and that you had lost the two Mantine. “Ah, I spoke to the manager. Today, there was probably an apprentice at the rental who did not yet know that the two Mantine that were given to you were in their mating season. All Mantine migrate north to the unmanned islands while mating. Because they can raise their younglings there in peace. In order to prevent the breeding Mantine from disappearing, they are placed in a breeding tank. These two shouldn't have been accessible anymore. ", Kukui explained. "Oh no. Then 2 breeding Mantine ran away because of us .. “, You sighed, but Kukui waved it off. “Don't worry about that. The breeding Mantine currently follow their nature, but they are also loyal partners Pokemon to the operator of the stand. After the breeding season is over, they will come back with their babies, ”he explained, which made you sigh in relief. "Thank God.", you sighed and dropped to the floor. That was not how you had imagined the end of the excursion. Leon sat down next to you and gave a soft laugh. “That was a little adventure. But that was amazing how you solved our problem, how did you come up with the steam idea so quickly? ”He wanted to know. "Uhm .. I was lucky, I think ..", you laughed uncertainly and scratched your cheek. Leon blinked and then heard amused laughter from the other side. Kukui. “Because this sea rescue is by no means the first. We were allowed to pick up [Y/n] at least 15 times from the sea between the islands, and even three times from the unmanned islands, because she had gone so far with the Mantine that even the trained water Pokemon could no longer orientate, ”he said teasingly . "Professor .. You shouldn't have reminded me of that ..", You sighed ashamed and put both hands in your face to hide your embarrassment. Then you heard a masculine laugh next to you. "That's not funny," you said to Leon.

The purple-haired man put his hand over his mouth and stifled another snort. "Excuse me. I only found the performance so wonderful when you raved about it half the flight and stated how good you were at Mantine surfing. And then such stories come to light. It's just .. cute. ", He uttered the last sentence a little quietly, but you still understood him and blushed briefly. Did he actually just call you cute ..?!

"So .. just for your information .. I just lost my way because I had so much fun surfing and then spontaneously swam somewhere. My spontaneous nature is nothing negative. We owe it to her that we got to know each other. ", You protested and crossed your arms with a slight pout. Leon stopped his amusement and then smiled at you. “That is correct. And without you, I wouldn't have this relaxing day on vacation. Thank you very much for that. ", He said then placed his hand on your shoulder in a friendly way to give you a slightly affectionate squeeze. He probably expressed gratitude and also trust and loyalty to the person he touched. A circumstance that  honored you and could give back to him as well. You smiled too now and put your own hand on his. "You don't need to thank me. I'm glad that I could help. And besides, I missed Alola. ", You confessed to him. “I can understand why. It is a paradise. And I think Primarina is your absolute favorite Pokemon right? ", He asked knowingly, teasingly. "H-How do you know that again?", You stuttered. Leon's smile turned into a grin and he took out his own Pokeball with Charizard. He looked at the ball and his gaze softened a lot. "Because Primarina ... looks a lot like you. You know .. Each partner Pokemon becomes similar to its trainer after a certain amount of time. Personality-wise, with the aura, his gestures, demeanor. Anything. And when the bond connects a Pokemon and its trainer so closely, these similarities are even more visible. When you got Primarina out of the ball .. I recognized you in her happy disposition. How gracefully she lifted her head and her hair waved in the sea breeze .. Her feminine demeanor during the attack. .. Everything about her somehow reminded me of you. Your band has to be very tight and you looked like a mermaid too in this neoprene suit. You are a suitable counterpart to Primarina, if I may say so. "

His words made you blush again. The things he said were true. He could tell all this from a single glance at Primarina? It was remarkable. This man was rightly the world champion. You laughed lightly and then picked up your Love Ball with Primarina. You hugged the ball to your chest where your heart was and closed your eyes. “You are right. Primarina and I have a special bond. I've fallen in love with her preliminary stages since I first saw them. I can't even say exactly why. ", You mumbled and then looked up. The sun was already setting and was just dipping behind the horizon by the sea. It looked like the sea was devouring the sun. “Fateful encounters can neither be explained nor influenced. After all, we are the best proof. ", Leon said and winked at you. You smiled and nodded again before you closed your eyes again and the last rays of the evening sun warmed your slightly hypothermic skin.

“I hate to tear you lovebirds out of your momentous discussion, but ... we are now back on the coast. You should put on something dry and look for a hotel. ”, Kukui spoke suddenly. "Of course you can also stay with us."

“Thanks for the offer, Professor. But .. Leon is a very busy man in Galar. One day is actually enough to kick off a huge scandal in Galar that the "unbeatable champion" has disappeared without a trace. That's why we allowed ourselves exactly this one day here. We want to go straight back to Galar. ”, You explained. “But the Corviknight taxi takes four hours to get here. Then it's almost midnight. And we'll be back in Galar around 4 o'clock ... shouldn't we wait for the night? ", Leon asked thoughtfully. You put your index finger under your chin. “I guess you're right. Fine But we do call the taxi driver to ask that he send the taxi off so that he picks us up around 10 a.m. Then we can sleep in and even have breakfast.“ You offered, holding your hand to him. Leon laughed and accepted. "Sure, deal."

You spent the night with Kukui and Burnet. The laboratory, where the family lived, had enough guest rooms. The next morning Burnet also served the three of you a hearty Alola style breakfast, before you and Leon said goodbye to them shortly before 10:00 a.m. and got into the Corviknight taxi that was supposed to take you back to Galar. During the return flight, Leon thanked you about 30 times for this day of vacation and how much he had enjoyed it in Alola. The people were also very personable and he wouldn’t mind if he ever made another trip to Alola with you. You made a mental note of this and the two of you enjoyed a quiet flight to Galar. The champion gladly accepted the moral sermon that followed from Oleana and Rose and you could certainly claim that this little experience had strengthened the friendship between the two of you. What else would you expect in Galar in the future?

* Kemiri comes from Kemiri nut and is another name for the light walnut tree, from which Kukui's name is derived (because another name is the kukui nut) * Selene is the official name of the female protagonist from Sun / Moon

[j-amespotter]

★ epiphany – r. l.

"with you, i serve. with you, i fall down."

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Nymphadora Tonks (if you squint)

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Summary: Throughout his life, Remus fought many battles. Only once was he ever on the brink of victory.

Genre/Warnings: angst, war, death, torture, mentions of lycanthropy

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: i'm officially on summer break, so expect more writing from me!! this one actually took a lot of time and effort so please share your feedback. not a reader insert, just some canon character insight. i think about remus's last moments a lot :( let me know if you'd like to be added to my taglist!

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1978 - With you, I serve.

The moon was bright but not quite full. It shone on two boys, both fresh out of school and on the precipice of becoming men. As much as they tried to deny it, there was an aura of naiveté surrounding them, one that would soon deteriorate beyond their imaginations.

“Come here,” said Remus Lupin, a tall, tired boy, tugging his companion’s sleeve. “Behind the bushes.”

“It’s child’s play, this job. What’s Dumbledore playing at?”

Remus was paired up with James Potter, who was growing more and more impatient by the second. “Prongs, we are trainees. We’re lucky to have an assignment at all.”

The two friends were seated on a small hill overlooking a large, dreary house. It belonged to the Travers family, a family notoriously pureblood, notoriously Slytherin. A family most likely in league with the greatest threat to the Wizarding World in several decades—Lord Voldemort.

The severity of the situation remained unspoken between them. If caught, James and Remus would be killed within seconds. Remus silently wished he shared James’s conviction regarding the ultimate invincibility of the right cause. But there was something inside of him that would remain unconvinced for a long time.

“There’s no way Travers isn’t a Death Eater,” said James. “I say we attack. They know we’re careful. They’ll never see it coming.”

“Perhaps,” said Remus. “Although, I doubt they are unprepared. Stealth is the only path to success.”

James snorted. “Okay, Professor Moony.” Years later, the same voice on a nearly-identical face would be addressing him in the same manner, with an amount of long-faced sincerity that would destroy him. But Remus did not know that yet.

After a while, Remus broke the comfortable silence between them simply because of a lingering curiosity manifesting within him. “Do you really think we can win this?”

James turned toward him. When he spoke, Remus thought he sounded a little scandalized. “Of course I do. And even if we don’t, there isn’t a single part of me that won’t die trying.”

Remus hummed, though he could feel the hesitation brewing inside of him, the same hesitation he found himself constantly suppressing around his friends. It was not as though he didn’t share the same sentiment; that wasn’t the case at all. It felt blasphemous to let his thoughts wander at times, but he couldn’t help himself. The truth was loud and clear. Remus was fighting this war for those who wouldn't do the same for him.

Something about the setting and the shape of the moon kept him lost in his muddled thoughts. “Why did you become an Animagus?”

James looked slightly taken aback, running a hand through his hair. “You know why.”

“Indulge me.”

“Because, Remus, we care about you. We wanted to help you,” said James. “We still want to help you.”

“You have done more than enough, James.” And it was true. James Potters didn’t exist in the real world, and that was a fact that was becoming blazingly clear the longer Remus spent in it.

There was nothing more to be said after that. James only sighed, staring out with a strangely thoughtful expression. “You know something?”

“What?”

“Think I’m going to ask Lily to marry me.”

Remus swallowed. “Wow.”

“Yeah,” said James. “I haven’t told anyone.”

Remus found that hard to believe. “Not even Sirius?”

“No, not even Sirius. Just thought of it, actually. Besides, something tells me Sirius would laugh in my face.”

“I don’t think that’s true,” said Remus, though it was always hard to tell with Sirius. The idea of James getting married sounded so far-fetched, and yet, made more sense to him than anything ever had in his entire life.

“So, what do you think?”

What did he think? Honestly, he felt a twinge of envy that James had someone to propose to, that he didn’t have to think twice about it, that in all likelihood, when this war ended, James would live a long, happy, healthy life with his wife and enough children to form his own Quidditch team. “I think that you definitely should.”

James’s face broke out into a wide grin, one that made Remus feel warm inside. One that told Remus that it wasn’t actually a whim, that James had been thinking about it for weeks, and that when it came to Lily, he always seemed to turn to Remus. It was a bittersweet sentiment, but one that he had come to appreciate.

“Guess I’ll need to figure out who my best man will be,” mused James.

Remus rolled his eyes. “She hasn’t even said yes yet, Prongs.”

James harrumphed. “Of course she’ll say yes to becoming Mrs. Arrogant Toerag.” He puffed out his chest dramatically, only to lose his balance and fall forward into the bushes. “Wow, we really suck at this whole ‘stealth’ thing, don’t we?”

“Shut it, will you?” whispered Remus, though if he had known how few moments he had left to share with James, he wouldn’t have reprimanded him at all.

Suddenly, a scream coming from the direction of the house interrupted them.

“What was that?” asked James. Both boys had their wands at the ready.

“They’re torturing someone,” said Remus, suppressing a shudder. He winced at the sound of another piercing scream, one that shredded his insides with every resounding decibel.

James began to rise. “We have to go in and help them.”

Instantly, Remus grabbed his arm and pulled him down. “James, we can’t. We will blow our cover, we’re likely completely outnumbered, and we were told to call reinforcements if anything got serious. We are trainees, remember?” When James begrudgingly slunk down next to him, Remus nudged him again. “Send a Patronus to the Prewetts.”

As James retreated several yards into the woods to conjure his great silvery stag, Remus turned his attention back to the house in front of them. After hearing another scream, he was beginning to lose his nerve. We can win this, Remus chanted to himself like a sacred mantra. We can win this. We can win this. We can win this.

Three years later, wizards all over Britain would celebrate their victory over the Dark Lord. But with three dead friends and one a murderous traitor, Remus Lupin would have nothing to celebrate. And he wouldn’t for a very long time, not until he stared into a pair of startlingly green eyes in a train compartment several years later.

1998 - With you, I fall down.

His heart raced as he watched the silver dome shatter around the castle. A swarm of dark, hooded figures made their way towards them. With one hand over the photograph in his pocket, Remus thought of Teddy—his vibrant, turquoise hair, his soft coos, and the sparkly eyes that looked just like his own.

We can win this. We can win this. We can win this.

It is different now, he thought to himself, I have Harry. A son. A wife. For the first time in his life, Remus Lupin had a proper family.

We can win this. We can win this. We can win this.

He was able to see his reflection on a window. Under all the worry pooling his features, Remus saw the ghost of a smile that looked so achingly familiar— the weary but indestructible smile of a new father, the one he last saw during his final moments with James many, many years ago.

He thought of Dora, who, despite his desperate pleas, followed him to Hogwarts to fight what was beginning to feel like the end. After he righteously begged her to return to safety, she scoffed teasingly. “Honestly, Remus. You should know better.”

She was right, and there was nothing more to say. She kissed him hard before they went their separate ways for the last time. Remus weaved through crowds of warriors, gaze wandering from time to time for a glimpse of either his wife or his young protege. Any sign that Dora and Harry were alright would ease his ever-growing nerves.

We can win this. We can win this. We can win this.

He thought of a late-night in his dormitory. It was the end of his seventh year. The four Marauders were sitting on each of their four-poster beds, picturing this moment, having no idea what was to come, just the confidence that it would and that they would win.

“I think it’ll be at the Ministry,” said Sirius.

“Or Diagon Alley,” said Remus thoughtfully.

“With Dumbledore leading the charge,” added James, a note of excitement in his voice. “I’d give anything to see the end of him.”

“Me too,” grumbled Sirius, struggling to hide the bitterness lacing every word. It had only struck Remus then that Sirius would be fighting his own flesh and blood on the other side. He knew better than to mention it.

“We could die,” said Peter quietly.

“We could,” affirmed James. “But I have a good feeling about it. It’ll be our moment, lads.”

Remus had only heard of Wormtail's death from Bill, who heard it from Harry. Peter, so afraid of death, so willing to do anything to avoid it, killed by his own hand. The last of his friends to go. In his wildest dreams, Remus would have never thought that he would be the last Marauder standing. Alone.

But he wasn’t alone. Not anymore. He had Dora, Teddy, and Harry. Harry, brilliant Harry, the Boy Who Lived, the boy who, unbeknownst to him, changed Remus’s life. The boy who would carry out his father's dream. The boy who would win this for them all.

We can win this. We can win this. We can win this.

Remus heaved a tired sigh. His legs felt as though they were about to give out. Despite his unique set of skills, Remus spent more time sickly than able. Especially now, nearing the age of forty. No longer did he have the agility or stamina of his youth.

He was in the center of the fighting in the courtyard. Suddenly, Remus felt a sinking, silencing feeling inside of him. Swallowing it away, he turned around, grip on his wand accidentally loosening for the quickest second.

The man in front of him was smirking, a forthcoming light blinding any identifying features. Remus's wand slipped from his fingers.

The last thing he saw was green, consuming his vision like a swarm of Dementors closing in on him. The spell hit him squarely in the chest.

He always wondered what death would feel like, often equating it with the debilitating pain of his monthly transformations. But it wasn't like that at all. Death was like falling. An eternal, endless fall into nothingness.

Moments away from victory, Remus Lupin fell down.

Mischief Managed.

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blueberry pancakes // bucky barnes

MASTERLIST

Description: A single mother. Juggling being a mom, a full time pediatrician, and a difficult ex who believed now would be the best time to finally be a father. A soldier ripped out of time. Ex-assassin turned superhero. Learning how to balance a new domestic life with handling demons of his past, while facing the trials of the future. a love story began over something as simple as chocolate chip pancakes with hidden blueberries.

Disclaimer: I do not own any original Marvel characters! All canon plots and canon characters belong to Marvel Comics and Marvel Studios. This is an original work. You may not publish it anywhere else

Status: Edited

Note: Takes place after endgame. I have elected to ignore Tony's death and Steve's leaving. Did not happen. Quick Reminder! My works are only published here, AO3 and on Wattpad, thank you.

Chapter Two: The One With the Fanboy

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 1854

Now lets do a quick background explanation of a pretty key player in this love story. Hunter Osborne-Harvey. The child of Scott and Lily. He was created out of what was believed to have been love. That's what Lily had believed at least. When Lily had found out she was pregnant, while juggling a relationship as well as working through medical school, she did not believe it at first. She had taken around eight pregnancy tests before she eventually ended up at the doctor's office...confirming her biggest fear.

She was expecting.

Scott proposed to Lily shortly after she had broken the news to him. Lily, who had been caught off guard, had accepted with no hesitation. The two had only been together for around a year and a half, and that really was not enough time for two people to decide whether or not they would settle down for the rest of their lives together. Not to mention, the two together had no money. Well...that was what she thought. Turns out, Scott's family had a rainy day fund for him, and the two seemed to be well taken care of.

Where the money came from? Lily was never sure. She supposed his family was most likely saving up for him to go to an ivy league school, but only had to pay for a simple engineering course instead. Leading their son into a successful career. So when Scott began to work full time, he seemed to be home even less. It was shortly after Hunter was born, when things began to really go sour between the two.

After work, Scott would typically go out with his buddies and come home piss drunk to struggling med student, Lily, rocking a fussy Hunter in her arms while studying for a large test the next day. Instead of offering help, he would stumble off to bed and pass out instantly. Leaving Lily to rely on her advanced mind to get her through med school. And somehow, she did it, with hard work, tears, and many nights sleeping at Genevieve's away from Scott.

As Hunter grew up, he seemed to face a few...development issues. He rarely spoke, and could be found sitting alone in his room staring out the window, a lost look in his deep brown eyes. Scott and Lily fought night after night over this particular issue, and a few dozen others. This carried on for seven years of Hunter's life. He would lay awake at night and listen to the insults that were hurled back and forth. His father would end up storming out of their small one story home, which cued a string of sobs from his mothers lips. On these nights, Hunter would crawl into bed with Lily and hold his broken mom close as she slept.

It was later uncovered that Hunter's IQ was off the charts, just like his mothers. Doctors suggested advanced work and study methods. This led into some of the most aggressive fights. Lily wanted her son to be taught as a regular kid, instead of being held at a higher level like she was. Constantly being singled out and then ridiculed if she got anything wrong. Scott, however, believed Hunter should be taught at an advanced rate, so in the future he can be worth billions.

That night got particularly heated, and Aunt Gen had to come and pick him up to stay at her apartment above her cafe. They stayed up all night and watched movies before falling asleep on the couch. The following day, his Grandpa and Grandma picked him up and said he'd be staying with them for a bit.

A week later, he was informed of his parents' separation.

And now, he lived happily with his mother 90% of the time, dreading the weekends he'd have to be at his fathers with his dad's new wife and baby girl. He was ignored most of the time, being left to fend for himself as Mary, his step-mom, and his father would go out to friends' homes. He had to care for Leila, his half-sister, with a useless babysitter.

Anytime he brought up a change of custody, Lily would shut the conversation down. Though she suffered all those years with scott, the blonde knew that he loved hunter. Even if he did not have a very good way of showing it. She knew Hunter would rather be home with her, grabbing breakfast at Aunt Gen's, ordering pizza for dinner while watching movies and shows. Playing in the backyard with joey.

Sleeping in Lily's bed when he heard her crying at night.

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"Who's here?" Lily wondered aloud as she walked to her and Hunter's usual spot near the kitchen at a booth.

"Okay, Hunter, if I tell you, you have to swear not to go all superhero nerd on me okay?" Genevieve grinned while sliding into the booth next to the young boy, "I know your whole obsession with these righteous men and women." With a reassuring nod from the quiet boy, Lily watched as Gen began, "The one and only Captain America is here. With his two best confidants, Falcon and Winter Soldier."

Lily's eyes immediately turned towards her son. She couldn't help but grin widely at the bright and beaming smile that lit up his face after Gen broke the news. His chocolate brown eyes sparkled as the fanboy in him boiled to the brim. But, he had promised to keep his composure. Instead, Lily watched as he pursed his lips and his grin grew bigger.

"Where are they sitting?" he managed out, attempting to take deep breaths to relax an overwhelming amount of adrenaline and nerves dancing through his body.

Gen nodded her head gently towards her left side, causing both mother and son to glance slyly to where the few people in the cafe seemed to be also sneaking glances of. And sure as shit, there the three sat. Chatting lowly over coffee and pastries. Glancing back towards her son, Lily could see the excitement growing more and more the longer he looked at his heroes. All over his room, posters of Captain America, Iron Man, Black Panther, etc, littered the walls. Action figures and collectibles stacked up on his shelves. Hardcore fanboy. It was endearing to see.

"Mom! Could I go ask for an autograph?" Hunter pleaded as he looked over at his mom and aunt, who exchanged weary looks. The two shared that telepathic conversation that all best friends can do, before turning towards the boy sat opposite of them.

"Go ahead kiddo. But do not make a scene." Lily started with a gentle smile, leaning forward with her pointer finger extended. The blonde boy wrapped his pointer finger around his mothers before sliding out of the booth and towards the men he idolized, "We just made a huge mistake, didn't we?"

"Nope. You did. He will never shut up ever again," Gen chuckled while sliding out of the booth, "usual order I'm guessing? Secret blueberry pancakes for Hunter and croissant with icing sugar for you?"

"You know me so well, and I hope he doesn't shut up. It'd be nice to hear him talk from time to time." Lily chuckled as a waitress poured her coffee into a mug.

Bringing the hot liquid to her lips, Lily’s eyes turned to glance at the group her son just went to talk to. They all had sideways smiles on as they laughed at something said. Whether it be from her son or one of them. The heartwarming smile that Lily seemed to be known for stretched across her lips as she sipped the dark liquid in the white mug she held. All of the sudden, Hunter turned and pointed back towards their table, the three men's eyes following his arm. They all raised a hand and gave a gentle wave.

This in turn, caused Lily to basically spit out her coffee. Or more so...actually spit out her coffee.

One of the men, the one she recognized as the Falcon, noticed the spillage and stood from his seat, making his way over and sliding into the booth across from the young girl. Lily's eyes blew wide as her cheeks flushed a bright red against her fair skin.

"Steve has a tendency of making women spit out their drinks, something to do with his charm or something," the dark skinned man chuckled as he cleaned the coffee off the table, "Sam Wilson. And I'm guessing you know the blonde. and the rugged robocop would be Bucky Barnes."

Bucky Barnes. Lily's eyes slid from the coffee in front of her to the other two men still putting up with her obsessed son. She seemed to catch the gaze of the long haired one, the superhero mentioned prior. Right as they locked eyes, both turned away. Lily's cheeks only heated up more as she cleared her throat.

Like said before, she wasn’t much of a talker.

"Sorry about my son, he loves you all a lot," Lily said, her voice a mere murmur as held the mug up to her lips, "Oh and uh...I'm Lily. Lily Osborne."

Sam seemed almost...shocked? by the words that left the blondes lips. As though he didn't believe a part of what she had said. Was she known among the superheroes or something? Maybe her fathers botanist studies? Or the fact a young boy was in love with superheroes? But they all seemed pretty unlikely. Most young kids liked superheroes. Especially those who fit the same archetype as Hunter.

"There is no way in hell you're that young kid's mom. You're way too young." Sam laughed softly, shaking his head.

So that was why he didn't believe her. Most people have that assumption. That they were brother and sister rather than mother and son. Lily was only thirty three, and had a youthful glow to her it seemed. Though whenever she looked in the mirror, all she saw was all of those years of hard work and sadness. The weight of being a single mother weighing down the under eye skin that was now seemingly bruised. The dull aura of her busy work schedule and stress with handling a fairly difficult ex-husband.

"Yeah, he's my son. Look's more like me than his father, luckily." Lily laughed softly, nibbling at her lips. A nervous habit. Her mother used to scold her on the daily for it, saying that the precious skin on her lips was for the kiss of someone she loved, not to be pulled open by anxiety.

"Well he's a sweet kid-” Sam stated before being interrupted by Steve and Bucky calling him, as they headed towards the door, "It was nice meeting you Lily. You've got a good kid on your hands," he continued, writing down an address and number on a napkin, "Swing him by the compound one day. I'll give him a tour."

Lily gave a simple nod goodbye as she slid the napkin into her purse, grinning as her beaming son returned to their booth, looking more vibrant than ever. He began to rave about how awesome Captain America was and how quiet the other guy was. Bucky, right. Gen slid their food down in front of them before sending lily a quick wink.

"Aunt Gen these are blueberry!"

[sou-ver-2-0]

Random question go! Generally speaking, what do you think each character's music preferences are? (you don't have to do *everyone*, though.)

I ended up doing almost everyone!! Not the dummies, though. Follow @shintsukimistan if you want headcanons for them! Also, you should just follow shintsukimistan because her posts are the nicest things on this website. :)

She’s the master of this sort of thing, coming up with headcanons that are concise and fun, but I gave this my best shot.

Reko

I’m starting with her since she obviously cares the most about music. I loved all the little details in Reko’s backstory about her musical journey. Ever since she was a kid, she listened to “Classical, folk, heavy metal, […] all of it.” Once “old bastards in the music industry” took control of her career, she started “making music [her] heart wasn’t in,” which I imagine was probably cheesy pop music. This led her to “rebel” and become a “rocker”!

Reko must know all the differences between genres of rock music, which I don’t. I’m confident that her taste is leagues above everyone else’s. She’s very hardcore and fun. I’m sure her preference is rock music, but I bet she enjoys any kind of music that’s smart. She must respect any musician with genuine talent. I want her to tell me what bands to listen to so I can be cool.

Alice

Alice’s musical tastes probably mirror Reko’s, since he must have listened to whatever she listened to. Alice doesn’t understand music as well as Reko does, but he would be fond of whatever she likes, since he loves her. They both look very cool and punk rock.

My sister and I came up with a headcanon that Alice, the stupid drummer in Reko’s band, got to write and sing a few songs to go on her albums. His lyrics are banal and his melodies aren’t original but he sings with a lot of heart.

Joe

Joe likes Reko’s new band, Skullnutz. This is canon.

Although, Joe doesn’t strike me as a hardcore rocker. I bet he listens to whatever is popular. And he reads gossip about all the musicians in magazines.

Sara

Now I’m starting to think that Sara is too busy to keep up with the current musical trends, because she is too busy with schoolwork. (This was literally me in school.) So, it’s Joe’s responsibility to put on music while she’s studying and try to cheer her up. If it weren’t for Joe, Sara would only listen to the old-fashioned songs her parents play on the radio.

One of my favorite little moments in YTTD is when Sara can tell Reko that she likes to sing, and they’ll both sing together. Sara can also say that she doesn’t like singing, so it’s up to the Player how she feels, but! My Sara likes to sing. I think she associates singing with karaoke with Joe and Ryoko. Even though I don’t think Sara knows a lot about music, she enjoys it earnestly.

Nao

I think Nao would like folk music! It’s soft and artsy and makes her feel like an old soul. She plays it when she’s painting.

If Nao and Reko had more time to develop their friendship, I think they would influence each other’s tastes a lot! Nao would listen to more rock music, and Reko would be reminded of the folk songs she liked as a child.

Mishima

From YTTS, we know that Mishima saw that One Cool Rock Band in his youth that Reko really liked. We also have hints of Mishima being a “hoodlum” when he was younger, so maybe he actually liked really dirty music, haha.

However, it’s easier for me to imagine Mishima playing classical music for his art students. Music that is lovely and entirely appropriate for kids! I think he’d like that too. Just seems to fit his vibe.

Kai

Funnily enough, I actually wrote about Kai’s musical tastes in my fanfiction, so I’m obligated to write about him here, haha. I imagined that he listens to all kinds of musical genres without having a favorite kind. I think he is a lonely, “oddball” person who will listen to anything random he finds online, and he won’t try to fit in with anyone else. One day, Mr. and Mrs. Chidouin come home to find Kai vacuuming the house with Bollywood music playing in the background, and the next week he’s listening to jazz.

He doesn’t consider himself an “expert” on anything, and certainly not on what’s popular. But he enjoys music sincerely. I suppose I just made him parallel Sara that way!

Q-Taro

I just googled “what kind of music do manly men like.” (That didn’t help me, haha.)

Well, we know he spent time in the U.S.A. for a while where he learned how to shoot guns, so… He probably likes country music, haha. I bet he listens to a lot of that while he’s working out and training!

I’m suddenly thinking that Q-Taro likely is the best at speaking English in this group, and maybe listening to American country songs helped him learn!

Keiji

You know… It’s hard for me to imagine Keiji caring that much about music? Since he feels dead inside…

But I know he doesn’t like to be left alone with his thoughts, so I can picture him turning on the radio and playing literally whatever, anything to distract him. Even static.

If you ask Keiji what music he likes, he just laughs really loudly and says “your voice” or something weird like that.

Gin

What music is “cool” for little boys to like? I don’t know? He probably listens to pop music but gets insulted if anyone plays something too “childish” for him.

Gin’s primary interest is animals, so maybe he googles “jungle sounds” and listens to birds and monkeys while he’s doing his homework.

Kanna

I bet that Kanna likes the cheesy silly pop songs that Reko hates.

Kanna probably has posters of adorable young pop stars in her bedroom. She dances to their songs with Kugie when they’re alone together.

Kanna’s tastes are very sincere and we stan and protect her.

Shin

Shin probably listens to videogame soundtracks like I do, lol.

I often envision him listening to funky electronic music befitting a hip computer hacker, like you’d see in the movies, but I don’t think he actually has a clue on what’s “hip.”

Shin is probably self-conscious about whatever music he’s enjoying at the moment, because he’s used to Sou making fun of him. This leads to him mumbling nonsense whenever people ask him what music he likes.

Shin would never make fun of Kanna for her tastes. That is not his style. He listens to whatever she likes and nods along.

…

This was a fun question to tackle, thanks. :)

[floralcalaveraa]

VERSE: BNHA A verse for Boku No Hero Academia. Contains themes of insects and bugs, unsanitary implications, mentions of blood, child abuse, portrayals of discrimination and manipulation. While not described in great detail, they are obviously implied.

Quirk: Insecta - A summation of bug and insect-like abilities. This includes wings, wall-climbing, enhanced eye-sight, antennae to detect sound and movement, secretion and transmission of venom via bite or by his saliva. Insectoid anatomy such as multiple arms is retractable. Manifests abilities of all species of bugs and insects. A mutant, multi-range type quirk.

Ultra Analysis:

Power: ➊➋➌➍➎➅ 5/6 A

Speed: ➊➋➌➍➄➅ 4/5 B -

Technique: ➊➋➌➍➎➏ 6/6 A +

Intelligence: ➊➋➌➍➄➅ 4/5 B

Cooperativeness: ➊➋➂➃➄➅ 2/6 D

Empathy: ➊➋➌➍➎➏ 6/6 A +

                     A roguish, a-rank villain with a penchant for destruction. The stigma of having an unagreeable quirk embeds a lack of self-worth as the world around Guzma views him only as a monster. Resent surfaces in the form of hatred for heroes for their valued powers. He is the leader of a gang of individuals with ‘bad’ quirks and has a soft spot for anyone who was considered worthless because of their power. A loony toon baddie and an unpredictable ally, depending which side of the coin conveniences him, Guzma embodies the essence of a wild card to his foes.

History:

                     As a child, due to his quirk, Guzma manifested unusual tendencies such as climbing dangerous heights, eating matter that no regular person ever would, and the one that drew over the line, a craving for blood. In turn, this repulsed many people around him, including his parents. Their means of handling the child was through harsh discipline, pressuring his energy to be focused on being ‘perfect’. Since then, he was to repress these characteristics, at least, handle these urges by himself. But what’s natural is impossible to hide.

School-life was about upholding the reputation of being the poster-boy for child prodigy, and when this promised him a spot in the prodigious academy for young heroes in the making, U.A, one of his classmates wasn’t thrilled about the likelihood. Kahili, now known as the famed Flying Hero: Sky Starling, impairs his sets of fragile wings with her prowess and protects herself by threatening Guzma with evidence of his secret habits she discovered while she carefully stalked him. Not wanting to disappoint his parents and risk his recommendation to U.A, he is silent about this struggle.

The ruin of one of his assets made him show a gradual decline with his quirk, but it wasn’t his poor progress that things took for a turn, it was betrayal. Kahili relays Guzma’s secret to the school staff and worse, their classmates. Bullying and isolation ensued, which culminated into a bout of rage dedicated to the traitor; Guzma poisons Kahili when he sinks his fangs into her skin.

Soon after, the boy was expelled and then disowned by his father. Guzma becomes a runaway and is left to fend for himself. However, he finds a better family among the abandoned children in the cold streets. They helped each other survive for the longest, even it meant becoming thieves and delinquents, ‘aspiring villains’ as society called them, until a bigger hand extended out for them. Lusamine, president of a prominent hero agency, saw them as perfect pawns for her secret research to create the ‘ultimate, monstrous quirk’ for reasons unknown to him. Guzma’s gang was promised a better living if it meant capturing heroes and those with ‘likable’ quirks. With nothing left to lose, Guzma wanted to take on this responsibility for his found family, and accepted her deal.

Honing his abilities, he proved his worth when he began capturing minor-league heroes that would be for Lusamine’s experiments and in return, she praised him and his quirk. She told him, “your quirk is beautiful.” Her words convinced him that society was praising the wrong people and Lusamine was doing the right thing by eradicating them one by one, especially when not one of them came to his rescue.

Guzma --Lusamine’s ultimate scapegoat unbeknownst to the public eye-- is a villain with hatred as his weapon, a big brother for his family of rejects and any other who was abandoned, a boy who wasn’t saved by a hero.

[ashley-ghuleh]

Chapter 1: A Friend

(Little note, this is waaaay longer then I thought it would be. But I’m pretty happy with it, here’s to just writing to have fun~<3)

In which a Phoenix befriends a Crow. And the roaring Fire is to meet the Icy Sea.

High school for the rich, some think it would be nicer than a middle class school. Nice kids from prestigious families with good standing reputations. Those people are wrong, rich schools are just as bad if not worse than those of anything lower than them.

Rude kids who were living either spoiled lives with parents who gave them everything they’ve ever wanted.

Or kids coming from homes where they feel smothered by the ‘charitable acts’ their family was known for, or how controlling their parents could be.

And then the kids who didn’t have it so rough who rebelled no matter, just wanting to cause trouble for fun, showing up for school properly dressed and disheveling themselves once in the building without a care if a teacher scolded them, though most teachers have given up on this type of student and their stubborness.

But not all students who acted or dressed this way came from a household that was normal or standard for a rich family. Some who did this came from a place like, The Kohle family.

When it came to higher power in a society of nothing but fake suits and dresses.

The Kohle’

A house made of a mother and father like most were, Elizabeth Grace Kohle Heiress to the original bloodline of Kohle, and James Kohle, formally James McKnight though when he married into the family he had taken the Kohle name in place for his given name as to gain further power from the title. This family on the outside looks picture perfect. Seven kids, six boys and one girl, blessed with many children to continue on the family name. Two loving parents to care for the kids and bring their family to greatness. But under the picture of a ‘perfect’ family portrait lies the full unedited truth. Seven kids, six boys and one girl, six prodigal children and one black sheep. It wasn’t easy being the disappointment, but it was a dirty job and somebody had to do it, and that somebody was Marcus Kohle, born fourth before the twins, his father’s only hated child and his mother’s favorite. 

Being babied and spoiled by his mother and disregarded or shunned by his father and other siblings his father has turned against him, happened to be what shaped this tiny rebel.

Marcus looked like any normal teenager going into school, but these students wouldn’t know this was his fifth transfer for fighting and being an all around troublemaker. 

He walked through the halls remembering the short tour, his school uniform tidy and neat, his hair nicely styled as his mother had done for him before he left that morning, everything in its place. 

Until he stepped through the doors, heading right to the locker rooms. Changing into black beat up combat boots and then ruffling up his hair so it hung perfectly a mess, while undoing the buttons on his uniform dress shirt and loosening his tie to hang lazily around his neck. Walking out he strolled with his bag to his locker ready to cause some chaos.

Those feeling suffocated by the bosom of their parent’s cloaked public affection were like Ashley Carter.

The Carter’

This home was built on a steady arranged marriage of two high school sweethearts, David Carter and Adela Guilani now Adela Guilani-Carter. She kept her maiden name so if things got ugly she could easily drop the hyphenated last name of her husband. Two ‘loving’ parents of course, who were blessed with a single gifted daughter. 

Being born with birth defects that stunned the two parents had been such a reputation concern, that they announced the birth of their daughter without showing her face. The doctor had said Ocular Albinism didn’t run in the family lineage as far as they could find, it just happened to be a rare occurrence.

Rare she was, Ashley Carter was an oddity in a world of normalcy that her parents tried to force upon her. Once she had hit 14 she didn’t care much anymore.

She was the family disappointment, a disgrace to the family name and she would never be what her parents wanted for an heir or a child.

This torn family dynamic wasn’t lost on most other families, some of them were sympathetic, giving the pale eyed girl a safe place to decompress and feel as though nothing or no one could do anything to her, they couldn’t touch her in these safe havens.

Walking into school, she was in her school uniform of course. Hair tied up in high ponytail and her uniform skirt pulled up some to show off her knees as well as her top two blouse buttons undone and her cherry red converse squeaked softly as she trudged to her locker, another day of torture was all she could think.

But she didn’t know that she was about to make the friend that would fight for her till the end.

Some of her friends met up with her to walk to the lockers, chatting softly as she would adjust her sunglasses, the indoor/outdoor lenses for these ones taking a little longer than usual to switch over.

Ashley looked the same as she did the year prior, but with this new year and being a year older, she had changed her looks a bit, having decided she was done hiding she no longer wore her colored contacts to hide her eyes and the most outrageous part of her new look was her new hair color.

Kids from other classes and her own watched her walk by, chest length hair that was now a bold fiery red, Ashley was tired of hiding, wanting to be seen for the girl she could and would be. This new color caused her ‘poor’ mother to faint and her father to demand her to “Wash it out! Now!” Only for the recently rebellious teen to reply with, “ It’s permanent. And no~”

The colors resembled the many hidden within a burning flame, reds, oranges and even some soft pinks, yellowy oranges, all laid out with the best strategies to make her unnatural hair color look.. Well natural. It made her skin seem paler but brought out the color of her freckles, her eyes though always milky crystal seemed to be brighter in a sense.

Closing in on their destination, Ashley and her friends slowed to see a new student being cornered by the lockers, the red haired girl’s happened to be the one this boy’s back was pressed to. “ Hey! I said to say something funny, you're the new foreign kid right? I bet you got a fucking hilarious voice and accent! Go on skinny, say something!” This teasing voice, that was oh so grating on Ashley’s ears made her groan, it belonged to a boy she hasn’t been able to stand since they met at the age of 10, “ Tommy. Fucking. Wilson.” She grumbled now standing before said boy, a born jock through and through. It was like in the dna for that family or something. He would’ve been handsome if he didn’t act so ugly.

“Ashley Carter~ Finally ready to submit to me and become my girlfriend.” The new student against the locker, snorted with a sharp inhale before snickering. “ She’s way out of your league.” His voice was soft, masculine for a 14 year old boy and oddly feminine in an angelic satisfying way. 

The two girls that had been walking with Ashley giggled at the remark and not so much the strange European accent he had and tried to fight around.

Tommy and his two friends looked confused and then shrugged it off. “ I changed my mind, totally thought that you would sound funny but you don’t and honestly..” He narrowed his eyes at the new boy. “ The sound of your voice makes me wanna punch you.” He brought his fist up and Ashley stepped in, smacking Tommy on the back of the head, while he reacted she spoke, glaring down at him. “ If you lay a finger on him, I’ll remind you of what I did when you messed with Cecilia’s lunch and fed her meat. Knowing full well she went vegetarian.” The young jock’s eyes widened at the idea and he straightened himself out and dusted his shirt off. “ Well.. I guess-” “ You're just going to let a girl scare you?” Came the squeaky voice of another boy in Tommy’s little friend group.

Ashley stepped forward putting more heat into her gaze while taking her sunglasses off to show fully the anger in her murky eyes. “ Test your luck punk.” She hissed before the small gaggle of boys and Tommy became legitimately scared and ran off down the hall pushing passed students as they went.

The new boy stood up and sighed, running his hand through his messy hair, “ They didn’t hurt you did they?” Came a sweet soft voice belonging to a beautiful girl only describable as looking like a picture of a blond bombshell girl, the little accessories she wore and her vintage looking makeup were perfect replicas of most early war propaganda posters from the 50s. “ I’m fine thanks..” He said softly trying to not talk too loud, any louder than he was his accent would slip.

“I’m Cecilia, you can call me Cici~” She held out her hand, cocking a brow. He took it and shook it weirdly, clearly uncomfortable.

A tall raven haired girl on Ashley’s other side grinned and gave a tiny two finger wave. “ I’m Lilith. Call me Lili or Li'l.” He nodded at her before looking at Ashley whole nodded at him. “ I’m Ashley. Also the girl who just saved your little tush. What’s your name, new kid?” She asked while getting into her locker and arranging her things and grabbing what she’d need for her class.

He grumbled something under his breath and then sighed through his nose. “ Marcus.. Kohle..” Cecilia jumped and gasped. “ Holy shit! Like the Kohle family from Germany that owns and operates a huge oil rig branch?!?” Groaning the new kid, Marcus, nodded and rubbed his forehead.

“Don’t remind me please.” He sighed, Lilith and Ashley both nudged Cici who shrugged and flailed a bit, “ S-sorry sugar.. Didn’t mean to upset you. So! You guys just moved here right? You're gonna need some friends!” She giggled, smiling brightly. Ashley nodded, “ Yea, and it might as well be us if you're gonna survive in this jungle. Especially if you want to avoid conflict with Tommy.” Marcus grinned and laughed coldly. “ I was doing my best.. Not to hit him.” Lilith nodded.

“Steer clear of him if you can kid, he packs a punch..” Ashley snorted and shut her locker, “ When he can land one. My depth perception is clinically off by birth and can aim a hit better. Tommy couldn’t hit the broad side of a cow with a banjo.” She quipped while looking down slightly at Marcus. “ What class do you have first?” The german boy looked at his curriculum list. “ English li-....” He frowned at the word he was obviously having a hard time with. Cecilia peeked over his shoulder and saw it, “ English literature.. Not to be rude, hun, but I’m guessing your English reading is..” She raised a worried brow and Marcus frowned deeper and flapped his hand back and forth, the three girls looked at each other and nodded. “ It's okay, we’re all in that class with you, so we’ll help you. We’re friends now! So we’re gonna do what friends do best and help each other~” Cecilia giggled, her giggles were infectious and Marcus smiled softly, Ashley looked down at him taking him in for a moment, small and thin as a whip. His hair was messy and was a rich, dark black, it was so dark it had a soft tint of an iridescent shine like crow feathers. His face was sharp, feminine. His skin was almost sickly pale, but his eyes were what stood out to her.

Deep, blue oceanic eyes. They looked tired, obvious by the deep set circles under them, but she found herself feeling like she was falling into a dark blue void, swirling through an angry whirlpool in the temperamental sea. Even with how emotionally exhausted he looked, his eyes held this intense energy to them.

Ripped from her thoughts by her friends, she looked to see if they noticed she had spaced out, Marcus didn’t notice, neither did the girls, Lilith was running her fingers through Marcus’ messy tresses. “ Your hair is so cool.. It reminds me of a crow~” She grinned, the foreign boy nodded his thanks softly. “Oh! Oh! Our little friend group is complete! We’ve got the sassy Italian’s,” She giggled, waving at herself and Lilith, “ I’m Italian too..” Ashley pouted, “ Yes, but now we also have.” She sang that ‘a’ to draw it out while shoving Marcus and Ashley shoulder to shoulder, “ The phoenix and the crow~” The blond bubbled and grinned brightly.

The two looked at each other and then shrugged, “ Works for me. Just don’t be calling me that around others.” He grumbled though wasn’t actually grumpy about it, Ashley nodded, “ I mean I like it but it's a little… Stage name-y? How about something more subtle for general use?”

Marcus looked up at her and immediately spoke before anyone else could. “ Ash.” He stated plainly. “ Phoenix's rise from ashes, reborn into the world. Becoming greater with every rebirth.” He said with a bored tone almost like it was so obvious before adding on, “ Plus it's her name but shortened.. I am foreign but not dumb.”

The girls all laughed and smiled at the boy’s antics, he was going to be a lot of fun to get to know and hang out with. Already each girl held special places in their hearts for this precious kid and wouldn’t let anything happen to him.

“Well gang.. We better get to class before Professor Davidson comes searching for us.” Groaning at the idea they made sure they all had everything including Marcus and went onto class.

Walking down the hallway were four new best friends, and two who would stand up for the other no matter the scenario. Beautiful bonds were made between the Phoenix, and the Crow. 

But the two thought, how would the intense Fire handle meeting the Freezing Sea, that’s been raging for centuries?

That’s something they’ll find out together. As they would do so, with many things to come.

[popculturebuffet]

The Legion of Super Heroes Reviews: The Legion of Substitute Heroes or Unsung Heroes

Happy 29th Birthday to Me! Yes it’s my birthday which means it’s time for reflection, griping about getting older and cake. And after an exausting weekend of grappling with a growth, i’m not going to go into anymore detail, I can finally, relax celebrate and get back to reviewing. And since i’ts my big day, that means I decided to dedicate today’s reviews to things that mean a hell of a lot to me and in one way or another shaped me as a person. A self indulgant way to reflect on my past, look to the future and show y’all some stuff I really like. So with that out of the way let’s talk about the Legion of Super Heroes.. and their oddball sub team I love dearly. 

This is also my first chance to talk about DC Comics on my blog. I’m honestly shocked that in the year i’ve been reviewing stuff regularly, the other half of the big two superhero comic publishers hasn’t come up. While I do tend to lean towards marvel, in part because Marvel is simply better at collecting their stuff and putting it on sale more often, it’s still the home of some of my faviorite properties: Justice League International, The Green Lanterns (Minus Hal), Teen Titans, Wonder Woman, Oracle, Batgirl (All of them, particularly Steph and Cass), Young Justice, Supergirl, my personal boy The Martian Manhunter.. the list dosen’t go on by much but it indeed goes on. I”ve been reading dc comics since I was in middle school, and I haven’t stopped since and don’t intend to stop now and maybe in the next year I can get around to tackling some of their awesome cartoons and comics more eh? But yeah among these titans, including the actual titans, are the Legion, one of the most unique and awesome super team concepts in my humble opinon and , even for DC, one of the teams with the most tangled up histories. 

First created in the Silver Age by writer Otto Binder and Artist Al Plastino, The Legion of Superheroes is DC”s first successful teen superhero team, predating the titans by a few years, though I dearly love both wildly diffrent teams. The Legion is defined by their high concept: A thousand years into the future, three super teens from diffrent worlds who happened to be on the same ship with billionare RJ Brande, saved Brande from some goons hired by his crooked buisness partner. 

And exposed him. Inspirired by their courage, heart and skill, Brande latter called the three together to form them into a super team, one inspiried by the legends of teen hero Superboy. 

No not Conner though it was nice to get to show off my poster of him. While he was part of the second continuities legion, we’ll get to that, he’s not the superboy we’re looking for. He is damn great though and it’s good to have you back bud. 

Not Jon either, though I do miss this kid’s pre-bendis version and he was the inspiration.. for another version of the legion. (SIGH). Try. AGAIN IMAGE SEARCH. 

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No not the cool bad boy turned troubled good boy, not the child who was inexpciably aged up by that bald smeghead, and not the great idea turned into a editiorial mouthpiece. I”m talking about THIS superboy. 

This is where the name came from: From the silver age till crisis on infinite earths, Clark Kent was active as a kid in smallville, and thus was Superboy, superman when he was a boy. He dealt with similar stories just with Lana replacing Lois, and Luthor as a ginger teenager. And it was these deeds as a teen hero on his own, one of the first honestly, that inspiried the legion and brande and forged the team. 

And it was naturally a super boy story where they were first introduced as the legion’s founders went back to recruit Superboy after putting him through some trials, and were intended as just one of many silver age one off concepts.. but caught on with the readers so much they were brought back, and had their ranks expanded and eventually not only added supergirl, yes the one your thinking of this time, to their ranks, and yes sometimes she and superboy were in the same place at the same time, Clark willingly had founding member and telepath Saturn Girl put a mental block in his head for any info he’s not supposed to know yet so it’s cool . But yeah not only that but they eventually became their own feature in Adventure Comics, where Superboy’s stories were published, but overtook him in popularity with time.  Over time a number of distinct aspects were established: The roster eventually got as large as 20 plus legionarres, almost all from diffrent worlds, and they eventually set up bilaws. Some are silly and dated such as “Legionarres marrying means they retire” which was eventually done away with in the 70′s, but others were simple logic: each member must have a unique power, no using weapons and such which rather than be super power snobbery is so said tech dosen’t fail and the legion later fully allowed Karate Kid, a martial artist, to join, no killing.. just common sense stuff that adds to it. And one of those is the centerpiece to today’s story, which we’ll get to in a moment.  Obviously given they’ve been around since 1958, there is a LOT more to the Legion’s history I will dig into at a later date: The short version is that Crisis on Infinite Earths, Dc’s first big reboot, fucked the team up badly by retconning superboy out of existance and dc editorial made it worse by shooting down EVERY solution the team came up with to fix the issue. So eventually things got so messy they nuked the whole thing during the event Zero Hour and rebooted fresh with Mark Waid taking the helm and updating the concept for the 90′s and being a more lighthearted, if still not without weight, comic in the sea of 90′s edge. Waid would reboot the team again due to sagging sales, a far weaker reason this time, with a more rebllion slant, the original team would be reinstated, and then ended for a while before recently being rebooted by Brian Micheal Bendis... who sadly is long past his creative prime from books like Ultimate Spider-man and alias and is instead stewing in his own toilet dinner these days and thus it’s not pretty.. well okay art wise i’ts VERY pretty, it’s just story wise it sucks dirty ass in thunder storms. There was also an awesome cartoon that sadly lasted only two seasons that I will DEFINTELY be digging into, especially since unlike x-men evolution, it’s not you know 50 some episodes and me biting off way more than I can chew but a slim 26 that still has fans to this day. I”ll get into ALL OF THIS, some ohter time hopefullly and I mostly outlined it since some of you might be familiar with another version or “Sigh” the reboot and this helps clear things up.  So yeah with all that out of the way we’re going back to the silver age and the first story I ever read of hte team, how I met them with “The Legion of Substitute Heroes” and a later subs story I genuinely love. I first read this story in one dc’s old expensive archives collections I got from the library. Oh how I miss the library. Your probably wondering who the legion of susbstite heroes are.. but since the first story covers that we can jump right in after the break!

So we open with a teen in a parka uniform disembarking from a spaceship from another planet, which a passerby notes is just like the airplanes people used to ride from country to country. 

But we meet our hero, Polar Boy, whose in a winter themed outfit and has come to try out. This is the tradition I was saving for now: The Legion Tryouts. Like a club or sports team would, but I like it because it makes sense: The Legion NEEDS to be as big as it is because while their headquartered on earth, their mission scope is anywhere in the united planets which spans GALAXIES. They could be called on any time and need their full force or need to have severa l members on a smaller mission and frequently having members away on a mission was cleverly used to reduce the cast to whoever was needed for the story. 

So it only makes sense to frequently look for new membbers to help strengthen their ranks... but given their teens and are recurting teens they need to be careful and need a logical way to reduce crowd flow. I mean you saw how many people used to line up for american idol before that died a justified death, people will do anything to be famous and they need to weed out those whose powers and skill just aren’t up to snuff yet, or those who are just dicks as, unsuprisingly, several stories have been built on assholes who applied and were rejected turning evil and attacking.. even though the Legion wasn’t even paticuarlly harsh. They also are more than fair as applicants CAN try again or if they prove themselves in other ways can be let in, as Bouncing Boy, my favoirite legionarre, was intially rejected for his power of .. well...

Yeah.. on paper inflating like a ball and bouncing around is kind of silly. In practice he can ricochet off enemies, walls, and obstacles and is fairly durable in that state. It’s why I don’t really brook mocking the guys power: yes it’s goofy.. but say that again when he hands you his ass. It’s the same with matter eater lad who yes is an actual character: While being able to eat anything is gloriously goofy.. it means he can chew through ANY substance and digest ANYTHING. Hell in the cartoon episode intorducing the subs they used both of these guys to great efffect: Bouncing Boy, who in the cartoon had to try out multiple times in his backstory, encouraged the future subs while Matter Eater Lad got in by EATING A FUCKING BOMB. He also had shades which I dind’t know he was missing but now I do. My point is the process is fair and well thought out and leads to some really fun scenes. 

But yeah joining the legion is naturally Polar Boy’s dream, as he walks down the avenue of heroes, basically a series of statues honoring the legion and hopes all his hard work paid off. We then cut to the auditions, where he apparently waited all night. What I like about this story is that unusually for the silver age legion where it was mostly a sea of powers attached to a bunch of cardboard, really the dc silver age in a nutshell and why marvel broke out so much for having more dynamic and realistic characters, Polar Boy has more of a personality. It’s not MUCH but he’s a dedicated, hard working kid who just wants to join his heroes and seems really in awe of htem, a feeling we can all relate to. We’ve all had people we’ve looked up to, admired, and we’ve all had groups we wanted to join as kids, teens or what have you. And of course.. we all know what it’s like to be rejected by someone or something you badly wanted to be a part of.  And that’s what happens to poor polar boy, who comes from a world with an intense sun thus his people developed super cold powers.. but he can’t control them well so while their impressive, they also freeze the legion. HIs powers are good... but due to their strength and radius he’s also a liablility. They give him an consolation anti-gravity belt.. they had these before eventually compressing them into the much cooler flight rings.. which I still desperatly want one of. I have the flash’s costume ring and a green lantern corps ring, but still no legion ring. 

Naturally this devistates the poor boy and he wonders around dispondent till nightfall, convinced he’ll never be one of them. He soon meets Night Girl, a fellow reject with super strength given to her by her dad’s formula.. but only in darkness as she’s from a world without sunlight. She also faces a “hopeless future” but it’s then Polar Boy’s true strength reveals itself: he decides screw giving up on their dream and if they can’t be in the legion they’ll start their own Legion. 

Though not to compete but to serve as a subtistute, in case the legion is ever incapacitated. So Night Girl gathers the other rejects the next morning. Cleverly one of them, Chlorophyll Kid was seen with Night Girl herslef at the tryouts behind Polar Boy. We soon learn about them and each of their origins: Stone Boy can turn himself into an immobile stone statue, as his world has half a year long nights and thus his people hybernate, Fire Lad who can spit hot fire literally and set anything combustable on fire and Chlorphyll Kid who can make plants grow rapidly. Each were rejected for resonable powers: Stone Boys powers too static, Fire Lad’s is too dangerous and Chorlpyl Kids toos pecific. But upon seeing all of this Polar Boy says they STILL have fantastic powers and still can help people and the legion. 

Thus the Legion of Substittue Heroes is born. And I love them as much as the originals. As a bit of a misfit myself I relate to these guys: They have strange specific powers, got rejected by the big team.. while that trope is nothing new at the time it was unique and even now it’s a nice and inspiring message. Instead of giving up they form their OWN team to do what htey can anyway. They might not be the best like the legion but they can still help and still do what’s right even if not on their scale. It’s a great concept and really makes them endearing. Again I have a thing for the underdogs but I still really like these guys. It’s why it annoys me they got kind of spat on with time: While I love Keith Giffen and Paul Levitz run on the legion, and feel it’s the best of that contnuinty it’s not without fault and the two basically spent a full issue mocking the team and split polar boy off from them before making their own subs with only ONE of the originals. It just felt.. disrspectful. And so far no continuity has used them again until the recent bendis run, which has them announced for the Future Slate special. It took BENDIS, who dosen’t get how to use the team properly and is up his own ass, to bring them back in a new continuity and I find that obnoxious. The subs are a great concept and deserve to be honored as such and as such are one of my favorite superhero teams. 

But their careers don’t start well as they doubt themslves, except for Polar Boy who boisters them along, and constnatly just end up going to missions the legion already has covered and when the legion go to fight some robot ships, they refuse the subs help.. which is fair though, as Brainy puts it they can’t risk putting untrained volunteers in harms way. Their about to just quit, in a really sad moment.. when CK, because I can’t spell cholophill and hate having to use spell check notices some odd seeds spread about.. and when he grows one a horrifying tree man shows up. They struggle with it till the setting son finishes it’s job, meaning Night Girl is at full power and whollops it and the subs spend the night destroying the seeds.  They  find out the next day the seeds came from the same planet as the robot ships, meaning the ships are a distraction for whoevers doing this and since they can’t just call earth, as the full force of the legion is needed with the robots and all it’d do is cause a panic, it’s down to them. Night Girl however is scared.. and I like that. It shows that while their regaining their confidence.. it’s sitll risky. Their a bunch of barely trained fanboys, and girl, going up against an alien invasion, with it down to them. They CAN save the world but it’s alright to be entirely terrified when your thrust into it this fast. 

They make their way to the planet, having built a ship earlier and lie low, finding out what’s going on: The plant men are fully intellegent, and grow themselves..though how they know to attack and go to the bathrom and what not out of the seed I don’t know but I assume it’s a genetic thing or they might be some form of hive mind. point is the seed plan is to grow troops all over the world via rockets for an invasion, and it’s a brilliant concept for one too. Aliens who simply GROW the troops right into battle, born with the knowledge to do so, and right where they can ambush them. It’s down to our heroes and Stone Boy, whose been the most pesemistic, valiantly dives in to provide a distraction so they can destroy the factory and the seeds. Turns out he is useful as the most the treeple have is a space lead pipe.. yes really. I love the silver age. But they’ll bring ray guns soon, so Stone BOy knows it’s a suicide mission and now our heroes have a timer. But luckily.. our heroes are stronger than they think. Night Girl punches a way in till Night passes, while Polar Boy and Flame Lad use their powers in concert to make an opneing.. but with time running out Polar Boy finishes things by having CK grow all the seeds now they have acess.. thus exploding the planets population, destroying several cities from the number of bodies, and thu discourguing the treeple from trying again. Stone boy is able to flee with the rest of our heroes and the day is saved. 

The heroes opt not to tell the public, as to take away glory for the Legion. It’s a noble gesture.. they do DESERVE credit, but they choose not to take it, preferring to let the legion get theres for stil lsaving the world from the robots. They stand firm, now confident they may someday make it to the big leagues.And it’s this that really makes me love them: Thier not the strongest or best, but they try anyway for the reasons a hero should: to help people, and not for the glory. THey remain unsung heroes and are fine with that.  Eventually the Legion WOULD find out about them, but naturally instead of being dickheads about it, fully accepted them, even offering them some contests for membership, but that’s a story for another day. THey’d remain stalwart allies and valuable backup in crisis situations for years to come until the bollocks outlined above. But they’d never leave my heart and thanks to them.. the legion never left either. 

Final Thoughts:  While I do love the story for it’s personal signifigance to me, It’s stilll a really good story for the time. A bit stilted as was the style, but still good, well paced and with an endaring cast of underdogs who prove themselves in the end. It’s something diffrent from the usual clean cut ahead in life wasps these stories usually followed at the time. While the team’s still all white and all that, their outcasts and misfits who just want to help and have trouble beliving in themselves. Their a good standard to live up to.. and a good inspiration for me and my constnatly self hating self doutbing self. And I hope you enjoyed htem too.  If you’d like to comission your own review, just dm me. It’s 5 bucks for individual issues. Later days. 

[drifttosleep]

[ My Jonas Brothers : Chasing Happiness Experience ]

introduction: if you know me, you know how much if a Jonas Brothers fan i am. yes, the first band i ever REALLY got into was The Beatles. but the Jonas Brothers was a boyband i really did fall in love with. we all had that one band from our childhood that switched everything up. mine were the Jonas Brothers. the way the directioners loved One Direction was my love for the Jonas Brothers. when i say “the boys,” i mean Nick, Kevin, and Joe. they’re my “the boys.” if that makes sense. 

history:  i remember the day i got into them. i was 10 years old and it was during the summertime. i had just finished watching ‘taking 5.’ a movie about the click five. the girls in the movie had posters and cut outs of the click five on their wall from posters and magazines. at that age, i was already collecting TigerBeat, Popstar!, J-14 magazines. i was too plugged in to the pop culture and the teeny bopper life. my dad was supportive. i was somewhat, inspired, when i watched that movie and checked out my magazines. i found the jonas brothers. i knew OF them and the song SOS and When You Look Me In The Eyes but nothing else. i had a personal computer in my room back then and newly plugged in internet connection. it started with music videos, and then the stupid videos they had on their yt channel, and i just couldn’t stop watching their videos. i watched all their live chats and interviews. i fell in love LIKE THAT. it was the first i ever obsessed about a boyband like this. a boyband in MY LEAGUE, you know what i mean? i obsessed over hannah montana and lizzie mcguire. but it wasn’t LIKE THIS. i grabbed my magazines and starting taping the Jonas posters on the walls. my routine was to watch all their videos everyday. i even went as far as reading fanfiction on youtube. YES. fanfiction USED to be on YOUTUBE. and that’s when crushes began. my bias was joe, at first, of course. then i slowly crept onto liking nick more. until he was my ACTUAL favorite. nick was my first love, i’m claiming it. the boy had me feeling ALL SORTS OF THINGS. the boy had me WRITING AT 11. 

influence: they were a huge influence on me. other than taylor swift and my dad getting me to pick up a guitar and learning how to play it, the Jonas Brothers wanted me to fulfill the dream. their influence on me was HUGE. it was so big that they were my first fashion icons. i broke gender stereotypes (at least in my circle) at the age of 11, you guys. i wore skinny jeans, converse, collared shirts and neckties all the time. they had me wearing denim and corduroy and my parents were so into me being into fashion at that age cause they were all about that in their youth. i mastered dressing like a guy at the age of 11. it just became a thing growing up. cause that’s where i’m most comfortable. i remember when the JONAS show came out on disney channel and the first episode was of nick having a love interest, i cried. 

other facts: 

i collected all kinds of jonas brothers paraphernelia as a child. 

other than the magazines, i had merch. i remember begging my mom to get me jonas brothers merch from their actual website. when she finally gave in, i was ecstatic. 

i had a jonas brothers t shirt and a necklace (it was a guitar pick with their logo on it) 

i also had a jonas brothers mp3 player that i bought when i was in tampa.

i’ve been to their first concert in the philippines. I REMEMBER HOW I TOLD MY PARENTS. i ran to them and said “THE JONAS BROTHERS ARE COMING HERE” and i didn’t even have to ask cause they already knew. 

my bedroom walls were FILLED with their posters. i had over 150 posters on my walls. 

i cut out their photos from magazines and covered my notebooks and pens with them. i sold a couple at school, too. 

you caNT BELIEVE HOW MUCH I FREAKED OUT WHEN I FOUND OUT ABOUT CAMP ROCK. when it came out in the states, my dad bought a copy of the dvd and i was SO SO SO EXCITED. that’s why i love home made spaghetti so much because it was the meal i was eating when i watched camp rock in my old bedroom for the first time. i squealed half the time. 

them being christian played such a big part in my life because my mom was a strict-ass hardcore christian. and since they wore purity rings, my mom got me a purity ring, too. at 11. which now, seems rather stupid. for me, at least. 

nick jonas & the administration is still one of my favorite albums. HE REALLY DO BE MAKIN ME FEEL SOME TYPE OF WAY. for real though. 

i really watched Married To Jonas, Kevin and Danielle’s reality show. it was NOT great but i watched it. 

i even watched some of nick’s movies and i didn’t like any of them really but i enJOYED NICK’S SCREEN TIME 

i did not really stray away from loving them. but i did turn into a teenager. i got into other things and gained a different circle of friends. it was different, okay? i couldn’t just be in love with a rock star anymore. HAHAHA. there were real life boys i kissed now. but still, i did not obsess over anything like that ever again. 

the break up:  i was in high school when they broke up. and even if i had not been keeping tabs on them and watching their every release, i cried really really fucking hard when they announced their break up. i cried so hard that i missed school that day. i was heart broken. and it might not make sense because they are brothers and they’ll really ~never~ break up, it still hurt. 

when i found out about Chasing Happiness, i was stoked. of course, i already knew they had returned back together as the Jonas Brothers. after all the experimenting with other things, they really did return to their roots. 

reaction about chasing happiness:

oh my GOD 

BABY JONAS BROTHERS :( 

FUCK. 6 MINUTES INTRO PLAYING

baby nick in les mis :( 

okAY SO IM NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH A BAD EXPERIENCE WITH THE CHRISTIAN COMMUNITY 

okay so the purity rings were a fucking joke i dont feel so guilty about it anymore

niley :( lowkey cried to niley at a young age but whatever 

fuCK EVERYONE WHO MADE FUN OF KEVIN. HE’S AMAZING 

please be mine :( 

crying

joe and nick making fun of kevin on the phone with danielle

joe calling danielle “kevin’s future wife” :( 

JUST FRIENDS :( 

THE NICK J SHOW 

camp rock :(

more crying really 

YEAR 3000 :( 

okay so basically, it was a ride of emotions. 

it really was though. i also felt like i time travelled. LITERALLY. it felt like i was in my old room again watching the Jonas Brothers on old YouTube. you know. before google bought the damn thing. but for real, it felt that way. it felt like i was reconnecting with my old self, too. the 10 year old me. 

no, wait. even better. it felt like i was reuniting with old friends. the scene when the 3 of them were just drinking and reminiscing and confessing about the old times was so intimate that i felt like i was there. everything they talked about (except for hating each other and how they ACTUALLY broke up), i knew about. they were my whole life back then, really. it really felt like a reunion. like them getting back together meant we were getting back together. the love for the Jonas Brothers. my fangirling over them. god, it sounds so cheesy when i say it out loud. but it really does feel like that. 

it was so familiar and so foreign to me at the same time. they talked about everything they used to never talk about back then. they just let it out in the open, really. and i saw how much they’ve grown. and i saw how much i’ve grown. how i am far from who i was at 10 years old. 

but when they sang ‘please be mine’ along with the old video of them singing it, i felt myself reconnecting with my younger self. i felt her smile at me and hold my hand telling me that the good will always resurface. and fuck yeah, i got that out of the Jonas Brothers. they’re the part of me that remains innocent. they’re a part of me that remains untouched and untampered with. because my heart was whole when i loved them first. and i think it’ll remain that way. 

it hit me harder than i thought it would. and i knew it would hit me. the documentary, i mean. it was beautiful. downright, beautiful. they’re a huge part of who i am today. and i am so so so proud of that. 

[loopsforlupin]

Wolfstar Through the Eyes of a Mother

Walburga : 

    Walburga Black was not happy, not one bit. Her eldest “child” was consorting with those nasty blood traitors, the Potter’s, and those two half-blood creatures, Peter and the weird wolf named one, Romulus? No Remus, that was the sandy haired one’s name. Weird kid, had nasty scars across his face, and she suspected the rest of his body as well. Whatever, she shook those thoughts from her head, and focused on glaring at the boys gathered on the train station platform. Her precious child, Regulus was gathered with his own friends, but they were of the respectable sort, except for that Snape child, but he was a dark wizard, and a powerful Potion maker, so she was willing to allow their friendship.     The other four boys were standing close to one another, the parents of the other three were gathered around the friends, but Walburga was staring at her son more than her usual gaze. Something was going on. Her eldest was standing particularly close to the tall sandy-haired one with scars, their hands practically brushing every time the boys moved. Her son, instead of doing the proper thing, and stepping away, swayed closer to the boy, tilting his head up to keep staring at the boy. Hmmmmm…… It would appear her eldest son was more of a useless creature than she had thought previously. First he was born with a white core, then he was always smiling and playing with those pathetic muggle children that had loitered around the park near their home. Then the boy went and got sorted into the stupid Lion house, a complete disgrace for their house. And if that hadn’t been bad enough, then he started flaunting his differences in her home. Putting up those disgusting muggle women posters, and changing the room’s color to that dreadful red and gold combination that made her eyes sore. Everything he did was against her very beliefs and core. Now the daft idiot had gone and fallen in love, with a male no less. If the man had been a Pure-blood, maybe she wouldn’t have minded as much, however, the useless child had to go and fall for a half blood. Not even a dark half-blood either, judging by the boy’s core, he was just as light magic as her oaf of a son. 

     Perhaps she should start making those plans for his marriage, Orion, seemed to think she should hold off another year, but judging from the closeness of the two boys, and the indulging looks of their friends, she didn’t have a year. She gave herself a pat on the back, yes, she would plan the boy a wedding, maybe she could even get a couple male’s interested. Perhaps if she offered a marriage with another male, with the understanding that Sirius would have to provide an heir through the use of a male pregnancy potion, than maybe the boy would stop fighting it. Maybe just maybe she’d get the boy under her thumb yet. 

Euphemia: 

      Euphemia Potter was feeling a contradicting set of emotions; ecstatic and  horrified. Her two sons were home with her, where she could watch over them. However, Sirius was still a battered and bruised mess. His ribs were broken, now just sore muscles around the once broken bones, his back was a mess of broken and scabbing skin after his carrier’s loving tender mercies. His lips were starting to heal again, the scabs opening less and less as she made him apply that potion to aid them in healing. His eyes were no longer black and blue, and his arm was out of the sling finally, it had been a struggle to get him to stop using the limb for the required three days, for the skele-gro to finally fix the broken bones there. Now her two sons were lounging on the couch in the living room, James playing with that practice snitch, and Sirius was tucked up in the corner of the couch, a book perched precariously on his knees. The young dark haired boy seemed so much more relaxed now, his shoulders no longer tensing when anyone new entered the room. He was starting to trust them. 

    James had asked her the other day, if Remus could come over. He said Peter had been on a small holiday with his mother, and that was why the smaller boy wasn't invited. She had agreed, the taller boy was so soft spoken compared to her sons, but she knew that his sharp mind and tongue were well within her active boy’s league. He was a nice calming influence on her two active boys, but he could also be quite the little instigator. She had watched him one time, talk James into jumping on Sirius, before the boy had lived with them, and tickling him. All because Remus had decided that Sirius was being to morose. She loved that the sandy-haired boy looked out for both her sons, and their friend. 

     Fleamont’s personal elf, Custer, announced the arrival of Master Siri’s friend. She stifled a grin, Sirius had absolutely refused to be called Master Black, or even Master Sirius, and insisted that all the elves referred to him as Siri, however the elves had added Master in front of it, and Sirius was too frustrated to argue more. Remus walked in the room and her heart fluttered at the beautiful smile that lit up her youngest son’s face. All the pain and fear was immediately wiped off, and replaced with sheer joy and dare she say it, love, for the boy, well wolf, who had walked in. Remus immediately made a beeline for Sirius, cheerfully calling out a greeting. The taller boy pulled the youngest of the group into a firm hug, leaning his head down to rest on the dark hair. He whispered something, but Euphemia was to far away to hear what he said. When Sirius pulled back, Remus smiled at him kindly and kept one arm around his body while he greeted her eldest son. That hug was brief compared to other one. 

      The boys settled back on the couch, this time with Sirius wrapped up in the arms of Remus, while James was talking to the taller boy, sitting with Sirius’s feet in his lap. She smiled at the sweet sight, her youngest being loved on by the two older boys, not even fighting the coddling, simply relaxing against Remus’s chest, letting the other adjust him until they were both comfortable. 

    Euphemia Potter couldn’t help but notice that Remus and Sirius were awfully comfortable with touching one another. Remus had let his one arm hang down over Sirius’s shoulder, so that his hand was dangling near Sirius’s stomach. Sirius was playing with that hand, even as he spoke to the other two, he was intertwining their fingers. Remus payed no attention to this, letting Sirius do as he pleased. After some comment, which had James squawking in indignation and Sirius laughing, Remus leaned down and placed a sweet kiss to Sirius’ s hair. After he had done so, Sirius had tilted his head back and smiled another gorgeous smile at the boy. He then leaned up and pressed a kiss to the grinning wolf’s chin. James said nothing about their actions, just continued to talk. His large grin however, showed how happy he was for his friends.  Euphemia smiled, her youngest son was well taken care of for now. She knew exactly how fiercely protective James was of the younger male, and that Remus could easier hold Sirius down if needed. She set off to find her darling husband, she had to share the exciting news that both their sons had wonderful people to hold their hearts.  

Hope: 

     Ever since that fateful night, Hope Lupin was constantly worried about her baby boy. She had been terrified when he had gone to Hogwarts, terrified that her special baby boy, who was so traumatized by his accident that he didn’t like to talk to people, would be so lonely. She had fretted over how he would handle the full moons as well, she knew how the wolf in him liked to bite and scratch at itself. She always hated to see how battered and bloody her son was after the full moon. The first week of her son’s classes she had been inconsolable, stressed and miserable as she waited for her son to write the first letter. And then it had arrived, and instead of being homesick and lonely, her son had written about the amazing boys he was sharing the dorm with.  

     James Potter, a quick, cheerful sort her son had written, who had busted out a stash of chocolate and pumpkin juice the very first night, and they had celebrated being at Hogwarts. Peter Pettigrew, the boy Remus had shared a compartment with on the train to school. He was quiet, Remus said, but he had a quick mind, and a dry with that was almost on par with Remus’s own. Then Remus mentioned Sirius Black. Oh her son had a lot to say about Sirius Black. The dark haired boy, who had bounded into their compartment on the train, asked if they would like to join him and another boy, James, in their compartment for a small feast of candies from the trolley. Then he had spoken about him again, as the boy apparently went against 50 years of tradition, by being sorted into Gryffindor, despite his family having all been Slytherin. Her son spoke of Sirius’s rebel streak, and the brilliant mind behind the sometimes cold exterior. How the grey eyes could light up with mischief, how his smile was like a special treat, only appearing every so often. How Sirius, James and Peter had gone above and beyond to help him with his situation.

      Over the years, Sirius Black was a common name, along with the others. But somehow, Sirius was the most popular name mentioned about the group. Almost all of it was good, and even the few bad things mentioned, would end up with Remus smiling fondly at the memories associated with his stories. More often then not, when she asked Remus about school, he spoke of some new prank Sirius had came up with, which had somehow used a new topic their teacher’s were trying to teach them. If Hope didn’t know better, she would have sworn Remus was irrevocably in love with Sirius. However, she was certain that her son would tell her such information. 

      After six years of only seeing her son’s friends at the station, and hearing about them from her son, Hope had insisted that Remus invited his friends over for a couple of days during the summer. Her and Lyall’s house at the lake was large enough to accommodate the additional three boys, if they didn’t mind pairing up. She thought the boys could do with some good old fashion running around, and they could spend lots of time in the lake. Her son had loved growing up having the lake to swim around in. The day had arrived, her son was a nervous wreck, he had cleaned his room twice over the last two days, making sure nothing embarrassing was laying around. He had even started to clean the rest of the house, but Hope had slapped his head, and forced him to sit down and drink a cuppa. 

      The first to arrive was James, who had immediately pounced on her son, hugging him tightly, talking so quickly she could barely hear the individual words coming from his mouth. Remus however, just hugged the dark haired boy just as fiercely, somehow understanding what the other was saying. When the two separated, James Potter, turned to her, and immediately blushed, realizing he had just jumped her son while she was watching him. He apologized before introducing himself, and thanking her profusely for allowing them to come. She immediately liked the eager young man. He was a ball of energy, and so loving towards her son, she couldn’t help it, she grabbed him into a tight hug, assuring him it was no problem to invite them. Peter arrived next, and greeted her son, though not quite as enthusiastic as James had. The boy introduced himself to her as well, and presented her with a small tin of cookies, his mother made apparently to thank her for taking them in. 

     The last to arrive was Sirius Black.  The boy stepped out of the fire place his eyes automatically shifting to find Remus. When he saw her son, his face lit up, and he immediately pulled the taller boy into a tight hug. She noticed that her son clutched Sirius to him, the hug lingering as if neither wanted to pull back. When they did, Sirius immediately turned to her, and smiled angelically. His eyes still bright and happy. He introduced himself, and also thanked her for having him. He reached into a satchel hanging from his shoulder and pulled out a single red and gold rose and a pack of something called chocolate cauldrons. He presented it to her, telling her it would last forever, and that the gold and red were the colours of her son’s house, and the chocolate cauldrons were something her son thought she would enjoy. She smiled, and thanked him for the kind gesture and pulled him into a tight hug. He seemed unsure when she first hugged him, but soon relaxed into her grasp. 

      The boys were then sent out to find their rooms and to change into something they could go into the lake with. Under ten minutes later, the boys were rushing outside, and she could hear the happy yells and shrieks as they rough housed in the water. A couple hours later, she called the boys in for dinner, hearing them pick on one another as they entered the house. Lyall stood at the door, drying them off with a spell, before letting them further into the house. They eagerly gathered around the dining room table, waiting until Lyall joined them before starting to eat. They talked and laughed over the food. Her son’s face was so happy, Hope actually had to remind herself to breathe and look away from his face.  After dinner Peter, James, Remus, and Sirius helped clear the table, despite her best effort to tell them they didn’t have. Once everything was cleared up, the boys settled into the living room, Remus putting on a movie for the four of them to watch. She sat in her arm chair, pulling out her hand work, she was working on knitting a baby blanket for a friend’s daughter. James and Sirius were more captivated by her and her hand work. They approached her, letting the other’s watch the movie. 

      James and Sirius said that Euphemia Potter and Fleamont Potter were teaching them to knit as well, however they weren’t quite as good as her, and wanted to watch her to see if they could learn anything new. She smiled, happily readjusting her work, and telling them about the pattern she was doing. The lesson continued until the movie ended and it was decided that the boys should head to bed, if they wanted to explore the town tomorrow like they planned. James and Sirius thanked her for her lesson, and went to bed. After another two hours, Lyall and Hope also retired, however Hope looked into the room her son was sharing with Sirius, and noticed that instead of sleeping on the floor like she expected, they were both curled up together on the small twin size mattress. 

     She stood there for a while, observing the two “friends”. Remus was laying on his back, with Sirius laying on top of him. The dark haired boy’s head laying over her son’s heart. She couldn’t see Sirius’s face, but her son was wearing a small smile even as he slept. His face half buried in the dark hair. Sirius twitched in his sleep, and Remus let out a small growl, and Sirius immediately settled down. She had a hand pressed to her lips. Oh her sweet baby boy. He was in love, and he was deeply loved in return it would seem. 

    Over the next couple of days, Hope Lupin got to see how attached her son and Sirius were. Sirius was never more than an arms length away from her son, and more often then not was tucked up under Remus’s arm. His own arm wrapped around Remus’s waist, almost possessively so. James was usually trying to pull Sirius in one direction, however Remus never let him get to far away. At one point, she had walked into the den, with none of the boys noticing her, watching as the Remus pulled Sirius down on his lap, while he was sitting in the recliner. The dark haired boy didn't resist, and instead wiggled around until he was comfortable, and pulled out a bar of chocolate, which he immediately shared with her son. Sirius held the bar in front of Remus’s face, and after her son had taken a bite, Sirius had kissed his cheek. Remus smiled down at the younger boy, and kissed Sirius’s forehead before tucking the boy under his chin. 

    Hope Lupin was so happy. Her boy was no longer a baby, he was a teenager, a very responsible one, who seemed to have found someone who loved him completely. Someone who not only knew about his accident, but loved him despite and because of it. Sirius didn’t shy away from her son’s condition, and instead, he joked about it, making her son smile about something he had once hated so much. Lyall came up behind her, his head resting on her shoulder as he whispered in her ear. “Our son did good. He’s a good boy.”  

[specdracers]

LANDON BENNETT + THE MOMENTS THAT MADE YOU 

"thought i got through it, maybe i didn’t ; thought it was over, maybe it isn’t.”

          he’s five years old in southern alabama, and he’s at the first foster home he can remember. landon’s happy. the parents are kind; there’s another little boy here, and they become friends. it’s like he finally has that brother he’s always been wishing for. at this point, he’s too young and naive, not having seen the harsh reality of the world. he thinks he’s going to be able to stay, the parents seem nice enough. his belly is full and the clothes are new, and the foster parents make it seem like he’s going to stay there for the rest of his life. he grows used to it, growing far too attached to the family, and there’s even talk about him being adopted! ( but he’s too young to really understand what that means. ) but he finally learns that all good things must come to an end when the social worker comes to the door and his foster parents have already packed his bags. he can’t remember what they tell him, probably blocked it out. but as he gets into the van and his friend waves goodbye to landon from the door, he can’t help but wonder what he did wrong as he’s being brought into the next house.

          now he’s eight and in the third grade. he isn’t too cynical yet, but he’s known to be a loner amongst his classmates. he’s so, so young and he’s already learned that things are better if you keep people at a distance. he does pretty well in classes, getting by with what’s available at the home he’s at. the foster parents are okay, but he’s convinced they’re just doing it for the extra money because the mom just got laid off. the teachers look at him with sad eyes most of the time but he’s grown so used to it. the report card goes home with comments about applying himself and getting out of his shell to make friends. but he always ignores it ; why try to make friends when everyone inevitably leaves him?

          middle school is rough for everyone, but for landon, at the age of twelve, he hates it with his entire being. kids aren’t kind, and he’s already gotten into so many fights. they think it would be easy to pick on the kid from the crappy group home on the wrong side of the tracks, but little do they know that he sometimes has to fight over his food when he leaves to go home at night⎯⎯ he’s learned how to throw a pretty nice right hook by now. but this time, they’re not picking on him ( thankfully ). instead it’s another boy, one that he knows just moved into the group home, and they’re talking about his clothes, or his shoes, maybe his hair? landon can’t remember, but he just thinks of how many times he’s been in that position and within seconds he’s on top of the bully, seeing everyone who has ever hurt him until the gym coach has to pull him off. 

          it’s freshman year of high school, and he’s on the bus to the town’s high school, knees pulled into his chest. and even though he’s trying his best to not get his hopes up, fourteen year old landon finds himself praying to every higher power in the universe that high school won’t be nearly as bad as middle school, he doesn't know how much more he can take of it. the bus pulls up at a huge building with teens all around the front, and he already begin to hide, drowning out the chaos with his headphones blasting 90s rap. a small part of him wants to make friends, but it’s been so long he’s forgotten how. so instead, he walks around the crowded high school hallways, hood pulled up as he ignores pretty much anything and anyone. it’s like this for months, him going through the motions and his teachers are always shocked when landon actually turns in work. they know he has the capacity of doing it, he just lacks the motivation for well, anything. 

          sophomore year, and his classmates are beginning to get their licenses and cars as they turn sixteen and he’s jealous. he knows he won’t be getting one, he’s not stupid. that doesn’t prevent him from walking around with a chip on his shoulders. landon’s developed quite the temper over the course of his adolescence, and he doesn’t take shit from anyone. he’s the poster child of teenage angst, a tongue that’s wicked quick and fists sometimes just seeming to itch for a fight. people take note of this and for someone who has always wanting to be invisible, he gains a reputation around the school. his teachers mutter it’s a coping mechanism, the poor boy’s never known a family. and they’re right, but they could at least have the decency to not say it when landon’s within earshot. 

          it’s about halfway through his sophomore year and all the rich kids are talking about their holidays down to florida for christmas when he’s approached by a group of boys. he knows who they are; while landon has a reputation of getting into fights some days, that’s about the most trouble he causes. but this group? it’s a whole other animal compared to getting into fights because someone looked at you wrong. they’re the type to get into trouble with the law ; it’s just petty robbery most days, but when they come to him asking if he wants to join, they say they need a driver, he can’t say no. he’s gone his whole life without being wanted, so he takes the first chance he can when sometimes says differently. 

          junior year comes around, and the boy just turned seventeen. he’s still with the same group of friends, and landon’s become the stereotypical stoner. comes to class high, sits in the back, and his teachers are still amazed at how landon manages to scrape by in his classes. it’s almost time for him to start applying to colleges ( as if he’s ever planned to go ) and he laughs in the counselor’s face when she says that he’s no future ivy league student but she knows he would have a good chance of getting into auburn ; what type of backhanded compliment is that for a seventeen year old boy? he leaves the office, throwing away the brochure for auburn as he leaves. 

          this is the year where landon knows he’s on the wrong path, but he doesn’t care. his friends and him wreak havoc on their town at night in a way of graffiti and breaking shit in alleyways. but one day as they’re walking down the street, his friends attempt at a robbery of a small convenience store ( the old guy was far too scary for these amateurs. ) too bad they were too dumb and didn’t even attempt to cover their faces and the store’s camera catches their faces. and after school the next day, the cops pull up arresting all of them. it’s quite a scene, and landon makes sure to smile for his peers’ cameras as he’s getting pushed into the back of a cop car. hours go by, and landon’s told that he’s free to go, considering the fact they didn’t steal anything and they are all minors. when he gets home, the old foster parents he had been staying tell him they’ve had enough of his bullshit. that they’ve tried to get through to him but he’s a lost cause. landon takes this as them basically pushing him out of the house, and he knows that the next day he’ll be whisked away to another home until he’s phased out of the system. with a quick and heartless ‘ fuck you ’ to the couple, landon stomps out of the door and to the closest bus stop with only a backpack full of clothes. after, he’s made his way to new york with the small amount of cash that he had saved for a rainy day ; he’s learned through his years that he always needs an escape plan. but just because he has an escape plan doesn’t mean he has a damn clue about what to do after the fact. 

          eventually, he figures out a way to survive. not many places hire high school drop-outs so he gets a job waiting tables. it’s not a lot, but it’s something. he’s staying in a halfway house that he found, and while there are plenty of unsavory characters around, it’s nothing he hasn’t dealt with before. he saves up just enough to get a shitty apartment that’s more like a closet, but it’ll have to do for now.

          he’s twenty now, and he’s working probably close to three jobs a week just to make ends meet. landon is many things, but the one thing that his friends in new york can’t call him is lazy. his friends are a slightly older than the twenty year old, and he never really knows what type of jobs they do, but he knows whatever they do pays well. they have the nicest clothes and shoes, and he tries his best to not get jealous of them. one day, his friends ask him about his driving, and he laughs, saying they’re in new york and he grew up poor; why the hell would he need a car? but they explain to him that that wasn’t the question, and landon’s confused. he’s never told them about fucking around as a high schooler with his friends, doing donuts in the grassy fields of his hometown. when he tells them that he’s pretty decent, there’s a special kind of glint in his friend’s eye. 

          a year later, and twenty-one year old landon is in the middle of a crime-ring. did he mean to? absolutely not, but it beats having to wait tables with rude customers anyday. he’s moved out of the closet that his landlord had marketed as an apartment and moves in with his friends. and for once, landon is happy. he has friends that want to be around him ( granted they’re all criminals but at least they’re bonding! ) his clothes are nice, and he drives a decent car on a daily basis. for the time-being, he forgets what it’s like to constantly be worried about everything being taken away from you. and then it becomes too late. 

          it’s a STUPID easy job, the words of nolan ring through his head over and over again as his torso is flush against the hood of the cop car. it had happened so fast, all landon had to do was just drive and he obviously couldn’t do that very well considering him and his friends are all going to be thrown in jail because of his own stupidity. he can’t look at his friends, knowing that it is his fault that it happened. it’s almost like he blacks out before he finds himself handcuffed in front of a detective wanting to know more information about who he and his friends work for. and even though it’s his fault for getting everyone into this mess, he’s not a snitch. at all his questions, landon sits across, silent with a stupid smug grin across his features. his only demands have been a lawyer. did law and order lie to him? he’s always thought they couldn’t interrogate him until a lawyer was present. and soon, someone walks in and the detective leaves and he can only assume it’s a lawyer. 

          but it isn’t. it’s some instructor from a school called gallagher and all landon does is laugh. he doesn’t take it seriously for the first couple of moments, but the eerie stare of the instructor shuts him up enough. at first, he refuses. he argues, what about his friends? what about their freedom? surely, there’s room for them at the school too, right? but the solemn shake of the instructor’s head gives landon all the answers he needs. he decides to go with them, the charges dropped and he’s free, but he isn’t happy about bailing on his friends. 

          at gallagher, twenty-two year old landon is majoring in driver’s ed. it’s such a lame name in his eyes for such an exciting major, but he loves it here ( despite always acting like he’s too cool for it ). he’s known to be a little shit once again, but landon makes it fun. for once, landon feels like he has a home.