#one table with all his nightwing tech

[mud-muffin]

Akdkdkdk YES YEEESSS 😭 if someone ever makes that please tell me 🥺

The Best Birthday Present

[butwhyduh]

honestly jdk just tim drake x reader where one/or multiple of the batfam walks in?? i just find them entertaining, or they are continually being interrupted through the day!

Warning: eventual smut and Tim is done with everyone’s shit. If it’s not the end of the world, don’t call me- level done. And you can tell it’s fanfic because Tim is actually an adult.

Tim didn’t get into shows very often. He’s busy and he has a terrible habit of falling asleep after the first 10 minutes. He didn’t want to watch the show but he was tinkering with some of his tech while sitting on the couch and you put it on. And that’s how he got sucked in.

“And Daphne said yes to that? Drew is not good enough to lie to her friends over,” he said and you started telling him the backstory.

You binge watch the next few episodes to catch up to the new season. It was a fun and scandalous show, nothing like Tim’s usual picks. And he thought it was cute how animated you were when talking about the show.

“Trevor needs to get his shit together or not only is Naomi going to leave him, he’ll go to jail,” Tim said.

“Yeah but he owes the local crime boss money and he said he’d kill his family otherwise,” you countered.

“Sounds like Gotham,” Tim quipped. You lightly smacked his arm before laying your head on his shoulder and entangling your arm in his.

“That is not comforting,” you said. “Oo they’re going to tell us who took the diamonds!”

The bat phone started ringing almost off the coffee table. You groaned and let Tim go to sit up to answer that.

“The corner of 17 and Parkway? How many combatants?” He said in Bat speak. And that’s when you knew your date night was over. He hung up and turned to you looking apologetic.

“I have to go,” he said. You sighed but pulled him into a hug.

“Be safe. I’ll be here,” you said with practices familiarity. He kissed you before grabbing his stuff and leaving. He didn’t get back until hours later with some fresh bruises and a girlfriend asleep on the couch.

It was 2 days later that you tried to continue the show. Tim had told Bruce to call someone else first. The door was locked and his phone was on silence. You’d even given him some pretty good incentives if you were uninterrupted and alone after the show.

It was all of ten minutes into the continued episode with pho takeout on the way that the fire escape window opened. In flopped Nightwing covered in mud.

“No,” Tim groaned. You huffed before pausing the show. “Do you need help?”

“Only a bit,” Dick said as the understatement of the year. He let Tim look at him to find that he was leaking blood all over the carpet from a bullet wound in his thigh. “Only a graze. Do you have a bandaid?”

“Good lord,” you replied as Tim called Alfred. You quickly grabbed a towel to stop the bleeding.

It was a few hours later and a carpet cleaner before Nightwing and your carpet were patched up. By that time it was the middle of the night and you couldn’t concentrate on anything. Tim promised a date night another day.

This one was a whole week later. All of the Robins had been warned under pain of torture to not talk to Tim for that evening. Because Tim was to put it mildly, frustrated. You two hadn’t had alone time in over a week.

You started the show back up with all entrances locked and phones off. You were able to watch the next 15 minutes before you heard broken glass.

“Hey did you know your window was locked,” Superboy said standing in front of the window. Tim practically growled before pausing the show to shove Kon out the window.

“I don’t know what you need but the other members of Young Justice are available. Call them,” Tim said but it was already too late. The wind had blown into the room and it was starting to snow outside so he couldn’t exactly ignore the window. Once again date night was canceled.

Tim was so frustrated that he had dreams about you in his bed. It was almost a week later and now 3 episodes behind on the show that you had another date night. He was almost willing to skip the show entirely at this point just to have alone time.

Tim had practically threatened everyone he knew with death threats to leave you both alone.

“Someone is feeling the mode,” Bart joked.

“You mean, someone needs to get laid,” Kon added.

“At this point, yes! I don’t want to see, hear, or think of either of you tonight. Unless it’s the  apocalypse, then I don’t want to even know about it,” he growled. The two other heroes howled with laughter as he left.

You could tell Tim was distracted and preoccupied by the way his hand gripped and squeezed your thigh. He gave you frequent kisses between scenes. As the episode ended, Tim pounced.

“Tim!” You gasped as he pushed you to lay on the couch before the credits were even done. It turned to a moan as his hand slid between your thighs to rub you through your panties.

“It’s been way too long,” he groaned as he kissed down your throat. He was almost never this aggressive and it was dizzying. He pushed your panties to the side to finger you.

“Oh fuck,” you gasped as he hit deep inside you. His hips rubbed his hard cock against you. He pulled at your shirt with one hand.

“Take it off,” he groaned with impatience. Before you had even gotten the fabric over your head, he had attacked your chest. Pulling a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard while fingering you thoroughly had you whimpering.

You shoved down his pants to grasp him in a loose fist. Tim rutted into your hand while sloppily kissing across your chest.

“Please, want you,” you whined and he wasted no time sliding in. Your back arched with a gasp. His arm reached behind your back and Tim took his time with long deep strokes.

This pleasure cycle couldn’t last forever and you both finished far too soon. Tim kissed you softly and gently.

“We can continue this later. I think the food is here,” he said.

“Sounds good,” you said adjusting your clothes and sitting up. “I’ll be right back,” you added as you went to clean up.

Tim answered the door in his messied hair and haphazardly placed clothes. Instead of the food delivery guy, it was Jason standing with his food box. Tim frowned.

“What do you want?”

“Pizza anyone?”

“Leave,” tim growled, taking the box. Jason laughed.

“Interrupting something?” Tim almost slammed the door in his face. “Hey, I just need keys to the Robin motorbike,” Jason added. “Oh I didn’t know you watched that show. Can you believe that in last week’s episode, it was the mom all along. Wild hu?”

Tim sighed before throwing the keys at Jason. “Go away.” He slammed the door.

“Well that sucks,” you said across the room.

Tim locked the door and sat the pizza box on the table. “I’m gonna be honest, and that is that I really just want to finish what we started before pizza. I’m not picky where.”

You laughed before letting him grab you fireman style over his shoulder to drag you into the bedroom. There was no way you were answering the door after that.

[what0smart]

All Jon Kent Absolute Power 3 Appearances!!! Spoilers

I really enjoy the writing how Amanda knew should would need a back up plan as the Amazo bots showed their flaws and the resistance was still a massive problem so her turning to other universes is really cool. It really fits how deep her planing goes always having multiple options or back up plans, she’s like batman in that way. Also love seeing how angry she’s getting over this, I adore it when extremely controlling or confident villains lose their cool, it’s so satisfying. She seemed genuinely offended by what Jon did so I wonder if that time messing with Brainiac Queen’s head also did make her think of her like a daughter, or if she’s just trying to sound caring to manipulate her. I’m leaning more towards she unintentionally got attached to Brainiac Queen since this event seems to have a focus on Amanda and what happened to her family.

As for the Jon content, oh my god I adore Dan Mora’s art style and how he draw Jon as the tech leaves his body was so good. Loved that Nightwing’s voice and the memories of his dad gave him the spirit he needed to fight back. I’m so glad that Nightwing has been acting like a guardian to Jon, it’s so cute and one of my favorite additions of Jon’s relationships with other characters. That panel of Jon hugging Clark is so pure I love it!

NOT TO MENTION HIS FIRST THOUGHT AFTER HE GAINING CONSCIOUSNESS IS JAY AND IF HE’S OKAY??? Would have loved to see Jon save Jay but I think the both of them have gone through enough to where I’m okay with seeing them reunite in a safe house. Also Jon probably won’t have scarring from this but it will be a forever headcanon of mine that he does have scarring across his body and chronic pain cause it looked incredibly painful how they had to remove it. I give Jay the same treatment cause him and Jon have so many similarities between, when Jon got all of the tech removed I kept thinking back to that panel of Jay on the table getting experimented on.

Overall I’m still really enjoying this event and after all the updates I’ve been seeing I can’t wait to see more JayJon and Nia in Superson!!!

[002yb]

You know, one of my favorite things about Nightwing as opposed to Red Hood is the suit differences. Dick has a whole suit made as a one piece pretty much, high tech, and as much of am independent spirit he would like to present, this suit most definitely gets work done on it in the cave and has some WayneTech in it and what have you. On the other hand, he is as much capable of modifications and engineering his own ad ons and molding windings.

Hood's "armor", can't describe it better, and his makeshift jackets, roster of helmets and masks, are extremely modified DIY stuff. He probably has some hideout with molds and electric circuits pile for all of his little exploding helmets or electrifying suits.

Imagine Jay and Dick in a moment of reprieve after a well-done drug bust or what have you, holed up with a sixpack of beer or whatever you choose, and of all places, it's literally this very hole with Hood's Tech Board where he devises his modifications, and there is a pair heavy duty hiking boots on the table in a middle of some intricate process.

And. And Dick? Of all things, in a moment of tact flown out of the window/too relaxed to register himself, remarks, how it reminds him his time as Robin, because this looks exactly like Bruce's early DIY modified suit pieces.

BAM.

[Loosely inspired by Bruce's sketchbooks and diaries from The Batman movie by Matt Reeves. Bonus points if Dick notices similar notebooks and sketches in pencil da Vinci style in Jason's hideout right on that very table and is mesmerized by them. They remind him of simpler times. He is fond, and he is smiling.

Jason? Now, there is a whirlwind of emotions on his face, right behind Dick's shoulder.]

This is so darling. Something about Dick getting all nostalgic and feeling fondness for times long past is so good. And this being a moment where he looks at Jason and sees some of the best of Bruce from those early days omg - the passion and resilience and tenacity; fortitude for days and Dick is emotions. (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Jason put in the design for Nightwing's iconic finger stripes. They were never a thing before Jaybin took a blue pen to Dick's rough designs and drew them in and Dick adores them 1) because they look good but mostly 2) because Jason

Dick designs and makes Jason something similar to batarangs and wingdings. He sneaks them onto Jason's work table alongside one of Jason's sketchbooks with a cheeky note so that Jason knows that they're called 'little wings' omgggggggggg

[redbirdandbluebird23]

Regret

Title from the song by New Order

Masterlist

“I need you to promise me something.”

“What?”

“If I die before you, don’t let them try and bring me back. Make sure I’m cremated, even if you have to steal my body and do it yourself.”

“Jay-”

“No, Dickie. I can’t- I don’t want to come back again. Please.”

“Okay. I promise. On one condition.”

“What is it?”

“You do the same for me if I die first this time.”

“Deal.”

***

Jason’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking as he walked into the cave. He’d heard on the news; not one of them had even bothered to call him even though they all at least had his comm frequency, if not his mobile number. 

With the exception of Duke, Steph and Alfred, the entire family were standing around the planning table in the cave. As Jason approached he caught several buzzwords that made his blood boil; Lazurus pit, Darkseid, Apokolips . 

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” They all turned around at the sound of his voice and Tim at least had the common sense to look uncomfortable. “I know damn well he put it in writing that he didn’t want to be brought back, so I damn well hope this conversation isn’t about him, especially because he was Dick Grayson when it happened and not Nightwing!”

Maybe shouting wasn’t the way to go, but Jason had barely had time to process the information and he refused to break down in the cave, which meant it was easier to bury his feelings under his anger until he was alone again. And as far as he was aware, none of the others knew about that fact he and Dick had been seeing each other for months. Hell, they’d even roped Roy in to keep Babs’ tech at bay because neither of them wanted Bruce butting into their personal lives. 

“Nightwing is a pillar of the superhero community and the work he does to help people supersedes his wishes.” Bruce said, almost robotically. 

Jason scoffed. “That’s bullshit. If any of you gave a shit about him you’d do what he wanted.”

“Richard is more important than mere wants.” Damian said sharply. 

“Nightwing has not updated his will for four years, therefore we are working on the assumption that he changed his mind and the original amendment was made in the aftermath of speaking to you, on a whim.” Bruce said, turning back to the table. Babs and Tim had yet to actually look at Jason. 

“On a whim…” Jason muttered thinking back to that conversation they’d had on the roof and how often he’d asked Dick if their deal was still standing in the following years. “You know I thought he was different. I thought he was the one you’d actually be able to put your crusade aside for. But you literally only care about what he can do to further it, don’t you?”

“If you have nothing productive to add to this conversation, Hood, you are no longer welcome.” Bruce said. 

Jason laughed, if only to try and stop himself from crying. “I hope every single one of you will regret this for the rest of your life.”

He turned and walked back up the stairs before any of them could reply.

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[stoptellinglieslois]

Principal of pleasure 10

It’s been weeks since Clark has been spying on Dick since the wedding when they do meet Clark can’t help but watch Dick do his exercise.

Superman x Nightwing pairing

Clark

I walked the halls of the watch tower since Dick came back from his honey moon, I’ve been keeping a low profile here but since Dick came back I’ve been here even if no one has notice me nor Dick has notice me coming into the little gym that we have at the watch tower.

I would watch him do his acrobat training flexing all of his movements are all so stimulating to me he hasn’t notice me yet, I have been doing this for weeks now I haven’t text him or called him just watched him doing his training.

When he was young around seventeen I’ve always praised him when he showed off his acrobat skills, It’s when he turned twenty these little talent shows is when my feelings started to grow.

I got closer and closer to I don’t know if I wanted to reveal myself or not just yet but I wanted to get a closer look, I floated closer so I won’t make any sounds so I wouldn’t give myself away.

He flipped off the beam and did a head stand spreading his legs wide as he lowered his legs down on the ground slowly. 

Dick   

I stayed like this for awhile and I saw red boots and blue tights as I’m upside down on the ground.

Clark was watching me I wonder how long he was there I have not seen or heard from him in weeks.

I came up from my bending position turned towards him I didn’t want to much conversation here because the tower had cameras and I didn’t want to get us in trouble.

“What are you doing over there.” I asked him he came closer to me now and I backed away when he floated closer.

“Watching.” He simply said as he floated circles around me.

“Clark could you stop doing that please.” He stopped circling around me and floated back down.

“ Excuse me please.” I had to leave here because I didn’t want us to talk at all in this place it wasn’t safe we had super beings and device that had high tech that is so advances that know one in this planet has any idea that these types of devices ever came to any type of existent.

I walked out and left him at the gym I didn’t look back but I knew he was watching me I could feel his gaze on my back.

I went to the cafeteria and I found Amethyst and Wonder girl siting at a near by table.

I walked towards them I needed friends right after my encounter with Clark right now because I needed to be seen with other people if they saw us together all the time, It won’t be good because are whole demeanor would betray us.

“Hey Dick there’s this big mission that the league is trying to put together.” Donna told me no one was eating just talking it reminded me of old times when I was in the titans.

“Wow I’am back from my honeymoon and already we got work.”  I said sitting on the table legs cross.

“I hear it’s a two person mission though.” Donna said as she drummed her finger nails on the table.

Batman approaches I didn’t notice him in the cafe where did he come from,Like a shadow cape gliding around him advancing slowly towards the table.

“Nightwing we need to talk you come with me.” I got up and said my goodbeys to Donna and Amy. We walked into a room with Green arrow Superman and Lantern was sitting on a round table deep in thought looking serious.

I panic maybe they knew something about me and Clark. “Hey kid sits down.” Green arrow said I sat across Superman He looked back at me his blue eyes are so intense I thought they would glow.

Lantern voices interrupt my thoughts. “I need you and Clark to go under cover on a planet near the axis I need you to investigate on human trafficking going on near axis.” I listened and wondered why it was just me and Clark going on the mission.

“The reason is because you and Superman have a simulare features in hair and in eye colour you both will go as father and son.” Batman said standing beside me.

“You are to surveillance on the human trafficking and will be living in a  apartment complex on that planet.”

“They already know about me if I go this won’t do I threaten them. because the source is connected here on this planet.” Batman said as he walked back and forth pacing hands behind his back.

“Superman and yourself are skilled enough for this job this apartment complex is near the trafficking all you need to do is bust them when the time comes.” I was stunned but I hoped I didn’t show any of it.

I looked over at Clark who was looking straight at me he hasn’t said anything since I got there.

His mouth opened a little red and moist I was going to be alone again with him on a planet I had no idea what to do here at this point if I said no it would be to many question that I was never able to answer.

Every time I pull away from him there’s something that’s forcing us to be around each other. 

End of part 10 next is part 11  

Thank you for reading             

[n3x0tic]

Batfam: Male reader being a vigilante in Gotham city

Male reader is inspired by Miss Yelan and Miss Ningguang from Genshin Impact. Also, this is a story concept I had worked in like 20 minutes in my head, but I’m unsure wether I’d write it out or not.

As a vigilante, you carried an advantage due to you being a meta-human. Your powers consisted of turning invisible, a little speed, and the ability to control translucent like threads at will.

Your vigilante persona, V/n, was born from the brutal death of you parents, the dissolution of your family’s assets, and the abandonment of those whom your family ever helped in the past. You began researching everyone your family was acquainted with, only to discovered them to be more than what they portrayed.

Your first encounter with the bat family started when the team detected an unusual activity related to gangs within Gotham’s borders. Two member of the team were in patrol, they were none other than Nightwing and Red hood. While the eldest decided to stay and study your moves and intentions, Red hood was quick to confront you in person.

They inquired what your purpose was, and the possibility of discussing an alliance was silently spoken, but you waved them off, telling them not to intrude on your business, and it’s better for you to work alone. After that you vanished slowly, blending into the night.

Bat family tried for months to decipher how you operated in your line of work. They discovered that you mostly worked gathering information through a well hidden network inaccesible to them, due to the fact that you didn’t utilize tech to gather information. You confronted gangs, and organization working in secret, disturbed their work flow all to maintain peace, valuable information and surprisingly enough, money.

What they didn’t know was that your life as a vigilante was a hidden life much like theirs. You were also a businessman, and highly aggressive when it came to business investment and new projects. It was mainly for money, but also it gave you an advantage to you and the company when it came to information. Let us say you drove a hard bargain with intel alone in the table.

Batman was particularly enamoured with they way you worked, due to the similarities of working under the night, beating their enemies almost close to death, I guess he saw a bit of him in you, and it wasn’t figuratively speaking, not yet anyways.

You as Y/n L/n, an investor, and a bargainer, had a sweet-sour relationship with Bruce Wayne. You weren’t enemies, but it was more of a rivalry. You always swooped in to take business offers from his hands, while also contributed, but that last part came always at a higher price. Thankfully you delivered excellent, and always guaranteeing a sense security and quality when it came to partnerships and exchanges.

You also opened many places for those who were abandoned, hated, rejected, and sought out people, all coming from kids, teenagers and adults whom contributed to your cause inspired by you.

When you finally decided to have an alliance with the team was when you saved the robins on one of their missions who happened to be at one of your reconnaissance missions on one company you’d had your interest, and saw that they were engaged with some nefarious affairs. They were surrounded and greatly outnumbered, when you suddenly swooped in unnoticed, and with you threads you easily immobilized them. Soon after that they saved you from an explosion after you tried to cover them from an explosion, the impact of such, left you unconscious.

That night you were pinned against the wall, as they were aware of your identity to much to their surprise, thankfully, you agreed to team up after thinking for half hour and realizing that in a business man point of view, the intel you’ve gathered alongside with them was an opportunity of expansion and conquering you’ve never imagined.

They often invited you to have dinner in the manner as a way of team building exercise and getting to know each-other, but as much to their dismay, you were too much of a business man, and very much alike to Bruce in the sense that you only revealed what was necessary and limited what was important of you as a person, and your hidden investments.

You got along with Damien, and Bruce due to your similarities in stoic like personalities. However, to much of their surprise you were good friends with Barbara, who gave you more ample information thanks to befriending her father working in Gotham PD.

Although you didn’t want to admit it, sparing with the bat family was exciting, and sparing with Red hood was more thrilling due to you banter and flirting when fighting.

You weren’t interested in dating but you couldn’t lie when it came to the Wayne’s attractiveness, they each had some unique traits and qualities that always seemed to peeked your interesting. Even if you may had indulged in some flirting, snarky remarks, and everything that may call their attention, you knew better then to mix business with pleasure, even if the considered you part of the family or even if the body wanted what the body needed so badly.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Au where Danny, at the age of 16 starts getting massive boosts to his powers and can no longer fully control them. This wouldn't be too much of an issue, after all his powers gave him a lot of trouble when they were first coming in so he could handle a round two, right? Wrong.

Not only was suddenly developing an actual sirens song that come with the lesser power of hypnotic suggestion essentially laced into his voice causing problems, he also has force fields popping up around him, ice climbing up walls and let's not mention what he accidentally did to Ember when he failed to control the strength of his ecto-blast. Ow.

But no one was prepared for his wail.

He didn't mean to. He swears he didn't. Not that it meant much to...nevermind. He told himself not to think about it. His parents weren't the only ones with amazing tech and engineering talent. Sam made the mistake of telling Tucker about that little fact and he was so mad he demanded Danny learn full techno-babel and the ghost had hated every minute. It was useful now.

The contraption covered the lower half of his face and part of his neck, the large shining silver expertly welded into that of a mask.

It didn't matter what he did. No amount of pulling, hitting or wailing/ would remove the mask. It was even designed to absorb the power of the wail before he could be allowed to release it. The only real drawback was that he couldn't speak anymore.

He needed to go into the zone and find someone to teach him to control his new influx of power, but as soon as he zipped through the portal in the lab he crashed into someone.

Looking up he saw Clockwork smiling down at him. Danny tried to chipperly call out to him as he usually would, only to be brutally reminded of the reason he was here.

"Theres no need to speak." The time deity said with that same smug air he always had, "I'll take you where you need to go." This apparently meant he was going to just rip the symbol off of Phantoms chest and slap a domino mask on his face before yeeting him through a portal directly onto a meeting room table where a bunch of superheros were casually chatting.

Danny took no issue with the superheros now pointing all manner of weapons at him but was more interested in how amazingly sturdy this table was. 10/10 would recommend. After a while of them asking questions he did some mimeing and discovered these guys were kinda bad a charades.

It was only when a guy dressed as a bat pulled a pen and some paper out of his utility belt that Phantom could properly communicate with them. He explained his situation and how he needed help. He did not expect to be placed in a program for super teens like himself. It was cool.

Much, much later, when he and the others were celebrating finally being able to remove the mask once and for all he caught his reflection staring back at him from the microwave.

He ran off to the bathroom in tears, followed soon after by Nightwing. Danny, through tears, explained to him that a spirits appearance is affected by thier personality and the things they had done. Thier bodies were a true reflection of who they were, with thier body shape, skin tone, eye color, ect all having deeper/symbolic meaning. "Fangs are no different" he told his mentor.

"Fangs are the mark of a killer. I really am a monster." Danny had accidentally killed his own parents with his wail.

Nightwing had one heck of a time calming Danny down after that.

[triscribeaucollection]

Started writing it:

“Hey, who’s the new guy?”

It took Don a second to register his brother’s question, and lift his head to see which ‘new guy’ Hank meant. There were more civilian staff than he could keep track of in total, but he still recognized most faces, if not names. He did a quick scan of the nearest purple uniforms, checking and dismissing those he recognized: one of the comm techs from the deployment center, a registered nurse with their medical team-

Oh. Wait.

“Him?” Don asked, gesturing towards a young man on the other side of the cafeteria. A hero, clearly, dressed all in black with a blue bird symbol on his chest and simple domino mask. “No idea.”

Hank’s small frown deepened into a scowl. Clearly not willing to leave it alone, he leaned halfway out of his seat towards their nearest neighbors at the next table over - Vixen, Vigilante, and Shining Knight. “Yo, any of you know the new guy?”

All three of them gave Don’s brother varying degrees of dirty looks for interrupting their conversation, but at least they followed his nod towards the unknown hero. “No,” Vixen said shortly. “Nope,” Vig added with a shrug. “I am afraid not,” Sir Justin finished.

Undeterred, Hank stood, already looking towards another table where Blue Devil was chatting with Metamorpho. Don grabbed on before he could take off. “Hey, maybe instead of pestering the rest of the room, we could just go say hi?”

His brother grumbled, but made a go ahead gesture. So, Don set down his spoon and got up, then led the way weaving through tables to where the unknown hero sat by himself. He caught a few more details as they approached: long hair styled in a sleek mullet, a pair of weapons handles peeking over his shoulders, subtle distortions underneath the tight suit that indicated armor pieces over key body parts.  New to the Watchtower, but probably not new to the job.

Unfortunately, when they were still a few steps away from polite speaking distance, Hank called out, “Hey new guy, who’re you?”

The unknown hero paused, fork halfway to his mouth. He slowly set it back down on his tray, head tilting to one side as he arched an eyebrow. “Who wants to know?”

Ouch. So much for ‘getting their names out there’ as members of the League. “I’m Dove,” Don quickly said, before Hank could stick his foot in it again. “From Elmond City. The loudmouth is my brother Hawk. Mind if we join you?” After a moment, the stranger tipped one shoulder up in a shrug. Don made sure to dig an elbow into Hank’s ribs as they dropped into a pair of seats, and earned a brief glower in return.

“Nightwing,” the new guy said, drawing their attention squarely back to him. “I work in Bludhaven.”

...nope, Don didn’t recognize the name. Neither did Hank, clearly, as he drawled, “Which is, where, exactly?”

A small smirk twitched onto Nightwing’s face. “Just north of Gotham. Should I assume you’ve heard of that city?”

Don dug his heel down onto the toe of his brother’s closest foot. “That would be a fair assumption, yeah. I’m guessing you got your invitation to the League from Batman, then?”

“More like a summons,” Nightwing said, shrugging again. “He gets a bit pushy.”

“That’s putting it mildly,” Hank muttered. Which, honestly - if Don’s brother wielded the same kind of terrifying reputation as the Bat, he’d be liable to push the Earth right out of its orbit over something trivial. At least when Batman barked harsh, unexpected orders, it was never without good reason.

“Well, um, if you need help with anything, feel free to ask, okay? Me, that is,” Don added, “Asking Hawk tends to lead to sarcasm and wrong answers.”

“Hey!”

Nightwing snorted, one corner of his mouth turning up in a grin. “Noted.”

I can't find the dang post that inspired me, but for two days I've been considering going back to my DCAU roots and writing a fic or three with Batman TAS/New Gotham Adventures Nightwing dropped into Justice League Unlimited shenanigans - but where next to no one else in the League is aware he's Batman's original kid partner.

"Bludhaven? That's right next to Gotham, right?"

"Yep. We get all the rejects who weren't crazy enough to make it into Arkham."

"You ever work with the Bat?"

"Eh, we've crossed paths a few times."

Just. Nightwing absolutely leaning into this 'I'm only a small time reservist hero, not much in my resume' reputation, holding onto a bland pokerface while cackling on the inside, and pretty much everyone he meets aboard the Watchtower buys it hook line and sinker.

Until some Omega Level alert goes out, and all the other small timers he's made friends with get to witness this fairly laidback, unobtrusive guy flowing along with Batman in the fight like they're two sides of the same coin, alternating the lead and providing cover and at one point 'Wing doing a handspring off of the Bat's shoulders, it is uncanny and impressive as all get out and They Have A Lot Of Questions To Ask, Okay??

Afterwards our boy plays if off innocently like 'yeah, I haven't done too much as Nightwing, but no one ever asks about when I used to be Robin' and it incites a round of bluescreened jaw-drops.

Just. The sheer outsider pov hilarity of it. The equivalent of a new neighbor you thought was kinda cool if a bit shy turns out to be the son of the scary landlord who owns half the block. And it was only pure chance that Batman hadn't ever stopped Nightwing in a corridor at some point before this to ask if he was coming home for dinner over the weekend. When he does do so for the first time some poor rookie or civilian tech walks into a wall

[echoalyssa]

Phantom | Dick Grayson

Authors Note: There’s some light language in this, but thats about all!

“Phantom to Nightwing, entering dead zone now. Start the clock and come in if I’m late. I love you.”

You now had an hour inside the base, unable to contact anyone. You were collecting intel and because you were the stealthiest and smallest, (Damian was too young for this particular mission) Bruce had sent you in.

Your boyfriend, Dick Grayson had wanted to come with you but Bruce had rejected the idea because two people was more risky than one.

Dick had been livid, it was more risky for your life for you to go alone. He was your partner even though you were all a team. Ever since childhood, the two of you fought together and somewhat seemed to share the same mind.

You push a vine our of your dace. Your black masks shows the digital map of the quietest places to step. Your hood is pulled up to disguise your features and skin tone that obviously didn't fit in with the darkness of the air around you.

You had left your mottled cloak behind, opting to only have to worry about your body and where you place it. 

Joker was extremely active underground lately, he’d evolved and Bruce had only your mission as a lead. 

Your mask displays your one hour timer on the left hand side of your vision. Fifty minutes to get into the compound and back to safety.

The compound comes into view, a flat stone building that just didn’t fit in with the forest that surrounded it. You creep forward, staying in the shadows and hugging the walls of the building until you reach the only vent.

The stone was practically flat but years of training allowed you to look your gloved fingers into a crevice and wedge a booted foot into the building.

You begin climbing, scaling upwards twenty feet. The screws of the vent are all different and you have to pull away from the wall, your body straining so you can unscrew the bottom two.

You’re small enough that you can pry the vent open enough that you can squeeze yourself in. Forty minutes your clock reads. You were going too slow. You crawl forward on your elbows, you trek forward, you should have asked for two hours. Shit.

You hit the record button on your wrist panel and pull the microphone out.

It’s a tiny one but the quality is amazing. You’re peering through a small vent above a research lab now and you thread the microphone and it’s wire through the vent. The audio feeds into your ear piece and also saves to the hard drive in your panel.

You’re holding your breath, only breathing when you have to to minimize any chance of getting caught.

“We need to move in now! He’s only getting more recruits and it’s only a matter of time before they find us again.” Says a voice.

“If they haven’t already! I say we try the new weapon on some unsuspecting crowd of bystanders now. Then they’ll be too busy trying to save those silly citizens to deal with us.”

“Yes but is it ready..?”

“It needs to be tested again and we need to find a more powerful energy source eventually.”

And then the joker walks into view of the vent. He’s holding a blueprint and he spreads it on one of the tables. It’s the paint schematic for the weapon because of course, the joker being the joker meant that everything needed to be green, purple, and white.

You raise a hand to your mask and tap twice. It takes a screenshot of your view of the blueprint and sends it to the bat hard drive.

“Did you have any luck with batons inner circle? Would anyone snitch?”

“A couple...” the speaker listens. It’s valuable intel and now Bruce would be able to feed false information to the rats.

You begin to tap their names away into the panel and then attempt to wirelessly hack into the mainframes. The firewall were strong and plentiful but eventually they all fall victim to you. Sixteen minutes your timer reads. Shit. The data downloading from their computers and into your drive is only halfway done.

It won’t be very detailed. Just minuscule bits of information because you couldn't connect physically to the computers. It’s a line of script here and there that didn't make much sense to you because you weren't super tech-y. Though every line counted and that you knew. Several addresses also pop up.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, your panel signals that the download is complete. Seven minutes reads the timer. Double shit.

You scramble backwards knowing that you’ve done all that you can. Somehow managing to turn yourself around in the small space. You’re almost at the vent when you foot clangs against the side of the vent.

You freeze, no alarms go off, but then again why would they? The timer is still ticking and you continue on, sliding out of the vent. You fumble with the screws, attempting to get them back in in case your cover hadn't already been blown. You then plant your feet, push off and flip down to the ground. You land nimbly in a rolling crouch and then pop to your feet and take off, sprinting for the tree line.

They come from the shadows. Dozens of them. All focused in on you.

You suck in a breath and draw your longswords.

“Bring it on Goonies!” You call and they surge forward all at once. Some with guns, electric batons, and swords.

You stalk forward, meeting them in the middle. You begin slashing immediately at arms, legs, torsos, anywhere that wasn’t too lethal. You weren't a killer.

Except there were just so many, the sword in your left hand falls from your grip and you pull out a disc, throwing it into the incomers. It explodes, blinding some and wounding others. 

You yank s taser out from your belt and stab it into an attackers neck while blocking an attack with your sword. And then it happens. A baton smacks into the back of your head and you stumble forward, dizzy. A blade slashes your thigh, splitting skin and muscle. A cry comes fro, your lips and you lash out desperately with your one remaining longsword. You're able to down the foe who had slashed you.

Two more take his place and then a dagger rips through your abdomen from behind. You scream, falling to your knees. Just as it gets put through your thigh, followed by your shoulder. You land in the grass face first and the world goes dark, sound fading out.

‘Dick.’ Is your last thought.

~~~

Dick is staring at the timer that is displayed by his make. 00:00:05. 00:00:04. 00:00:03. 00:00:02. 00:00:01. And the dreaded number... 00:00:00. It blares red and he stares at the forest, fists clenched. Where was she?

Tim steps forward and places a hand on his shoulder. “Give her five minutes okay? She’s smart. You know how these missions sometimes go overtime. She’s got this.”

“We never should have sent her in alone. It was too risky. Damn it!”

His fist rockets into a tree. He considers going after Bruce, giving him a piece of his mind. Then decides that it isn’t worth it and begins to prepare to go in after his love.

He makes sure to grab the miniature cauterizer and some other emergency medical supplies, stuffing them into the pouches on his belt.

“Wait, Nightwing, we’ll go together. We need a plan!” Damian calls.

His heart is pounding out of his chest and he can’t breathe. ‘What if he was too late? What if she was already gone?’

He doesn’t want to wait for a plan, time was ticking. He pushes past his adoptive brother.

“Dick wait!” Jason calls trying to grab his arm. But he keeps going, breaking for the trees to find her.

Jason and Tim look at each other, then they both look at Damian. “Stay here.” They say simultaneously/

“No way!” He yells back at his brothers.

The three of them take them off after Nightwing. And Bruce, having watched all his children run into danger, follows them in.

Nightwing is pushing through vines and branches, not caring if he makes noise or not. He knows the rest of his family will follow him, but quietly.

His mail enhances his vision in the darkness. He draws a thumb over his own panel and it activates the heat censor on his mask. Dick Grayson pushes forward quickly, scanning frantically for her heat signature.

And then he sees it. She’s always run cold. Her fingers and limbs always frozen. A small prone figure, running colder than the other surrounding bodies. He kicks up his pace, heading for her because he just knows.

“Phantom!” he yells, followed by, “Robin! I think I found her!”

He skids to a halt and falls to his knees, he can see the stab wounds. The way her blood has soared into the ground beneath her. 

Nightwing rolls her over, jamming his fingers under her neck to find a pulse. It’s there. But weak.

He rips the cauterizer out of his belt and drapes her body over him just as Jason appears. 

“Is she..?”

“Alive.” He grunts, “Not for much longer I need to..”

Jason helps him rip the uniform away enough so Dick has enough room to maneuver.

“Hold her down!”

Jason does as he’s told and Dick places the cauterizer to her skin.

“Only do what you have to, we need to get out of here. And soon.”

He pushes the two flaps of skin together and places the sparking tool to it. The heat melds the skin together. She’d need to be pumped full of antibiotics in case any of the blades were dirty and risked infection.

She only stirs slightly, too disoriented from her loss of blood. He talks to her the whole time he works on her.

He only does her abdomen, knowing that it’s her most serious injury. It might not even hold from the jolting and jostling that would occur in the journey back. Dick stabs a painkiller into her thigh, just in case she were to awaken.

He motions to Tim and Damian, who had been standing guard, to take up the rear. Grayson then scoops up his girlfriend, cradling her to his chest.

“Jason. Take point. Let’s get her home.”

~~~

He sits by her bedside. His hands are covered in her dry blood, along with his suit. He hadn’t bothered to change.

Y/N had needed a blood transfusion and he had offered immediately, hence why there was a needle in his arm funneling blood into girlfriend. Alfred had stitched do her wounds and hooked her up to an IV for hydration and anti-infection purposes.

She’d been changed out of her uniform after she was stable for cleanliness reasons and was now wearing one of his black shirts.

He’s holding her hand, his thumb tracing over the pulse point of her wrist occasionally.

It would be a long road to recovery for her though they all knew that she would bounce back and attempt to get back in to the field as soon as she could walk.

It’s days later when she finally wakes, her eyelids fluttering.

“Dick.” She whispers.

He’s right there, just like he had been, he’d only left briefly to shower but he ate and slept at her side. Jason had covered both of your patrols, with Bruce helping out.

“I’m okay. You’re okay, babygirl.” He places a hand on her face and she leans her head into his touch.

[iphoenixrising]

(6am/Prime Girl back to the super random chaos again haha) B A B E I serously caNNOT - I read your post about some AUs you’d like to get to and?? The Civillian CEO one literally spoke to my SOUL???? I’m just picturing Tim, fully aware of the Batfam’s identities (because he may have followed in his parents’ footsteps, but that didn’t stop him from his hobby when they were gone) starting to deal with some of this corruption, and then Dick and Jason are s o enraptured by Tim. Because this isn’t a Tim that is docile or subtle about anything.

As a CEO, Tim loses none of his sass or cleverness. When he sets his sights on someone, he does not hold back.

And his tech and detective skills would totally come into play, of course - after all, so much to dig up, so little time. (And those computer classes he took in Highschool and college? Absolutely paying off)

And Lucius would obviously stay with WE, but I can imagine Tam meeting Tim, this young, vigilant and untarnished CEO with so much to do and so many expectations, and rolling into the fray.

Tim, having grown up in these environments, knows how to wear his masks, to smile as he snatches information from tipsy gala-goers, to draw plans out of the elite of Gotham like it’s child’s play.

So maybe Dick and Jason see him at a gala one day. They’d known about him before, of course - but Tim Drake only became CEO about a month ago, so they were expecting the idealism to die sooner than later (like it does with most Gothamites)

However, they watch as he works the crowd, smile glinting in a way that verges on too-sweet and p, laughing as a mogul talks of some sort of Organisation they’ve set up involving the homeless, and -

The man is in prison the following week, charged with many counts of trafficking, and he’d miraculously ended up in a court that couldn’t be bribed -

Oh, yes, now they’re interested.

Anyways, so Tim starts running into Bruce’s wards a little more, of course. They try to be subtle about it, but Tim is very well aware of them and knows that he’s either being investigated or he’s some weird form of civilian city-cleanup entertainment (and wow, maybe he was flattering himself)

But they start wooing bit by bit, and our boys have maybe one combined subtle bone in their bodies, and Tim, here, has had so much practice with people that he realizes very quickly what their intentions are.

Instead of confronting them, though, which may lead to questions and turn them off from him (because they only wanted sweet but fierce normal CEO Tim - there’s no way they would want him as he is -) he decides that ‘hey, isn’t this an opportunity?’ And begins to help himself to their help.

Maybe it’s a file on some shady business dealer he’s left out ‘accidentally’ when they come over for coffee, or maybe it’s a hint here or there about a drug circulating on the down-low to a very specific group of people, or even notes on a cop he’d noticed a discrepancy with.

Dick and Jason are always so interested, after all, and Nightwing and Redhood are always so willing to help out a plain, ordinary CEO with his worries.

Everything could come to a head one day, however, when Tim might slip up somewhere due to lack of sleep and get caught in something. With little other choice he might call Dick or Jason and ask for help, and, well?

Wouldn’t they just find their little civilian detective so much more interesting?

(*coughcough* ANYWAYS - I hope you’re doing well!! Love love you and all your works, fren! I really hope I haven’t overstepped any bounds with this short thing inspired by your au, but I honestly just love your writing and this concept!! Many many hugs to you and kiddo!<333)

Prime Girl babe!

I was so happy when I saw your message in my fucking inbox and then, then, you bring this to my table? This buffet of clever, sassy, civilian Tim getting all kind of comfortable with hot vigilantes because he absolutely takes no shit when it comes to corporate bribery and corruption, is one of those CEOs that pretty much refuses a pay raise and puts it back into the company, that pushes for more than the standard 2% for his hard working employees, that makes sure they're donating to the right causes in Gotham, demands to see change whenever they support a cause? (The only reason the skate park keeps getting rebuilt after any number of shitty bad guys blows it up is because Tim can't stand the thought of a Gotham without one. Same for the several rec centers all over town.) And you, you, put this in front of me like an offering to the Gods of the Muse that Tim not only knows, but he takes perfect fucking advantage of it to use them strategically in bed and out to make sure the underground criminals, the blue collars, the corrupt politicians, cops, and judges, get their fucking due with minimal effort and no bodily harm in his future?

And like this idea isn't good enough by any stretch, but let's just have a nice CEO facing down one of Gotham's crime syndicates because he absolutely fucked up and he's done good things so this isn't a bad way to go–

When the skyline breaks in and a whole lot of pissed off vigilantes take the scene.

I'm not going to say the Red Hood isn't utterly vicious, or that one of his clips isn't rubber bullets. I'm not going to say Nightwing is banter-less once he sees how beat-up Tim is, the blood oozing from the cuts on his face, the deep bruising and swelling. I'm not going to say how merciless Robin is when he sees the usually clean cut CEO an utter exhausted mess.

Nor am I going to say how much they all coddle the fuck out of him for the next few weeks, stalk him in his office, his home, his commute to assure themselves he's okay, he's healing, he isn't in anyone else's hands–

except theirs.

[miraculous-trinity-leo]

Whacky Gotham, Goofy New York, and Chaotic Paris.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8)

Chapter 6: Evade The Bats, and Beat The Crows

•—–—–·†·–—–—•

The girls are in the old living room setting up clues (that are absolutely... useless) around Gotham. One being a picture Harley and Multimouse took earlier that day.

"They might think to look here after they realize the clues are fake." - Steph

"Then where else would they not think to look?" - Maria

"W.E, I can get you and Harley in without them knowing easily." - Barbara said with a confident smile.

"But they'll have to go incognito... especially you Harley, no offense, but your outfit stands out just a tad." - Steph

"Ehhh, none taken, I'm sure I can tink of somthin' else tuh wear." - Harley

"I can help with that, but I'll need some clothes and some sewing supplies." - Maria said already thinking of what she could make.

Cass gave a nod and headed out of the room, after a few minutes she came back with t-shirts, jackets, sweaters, shorts, jeans, etc. and droped the pile of clothes infront of the group. She then handed Maria a sewing set she got from Alfred.

"Thanks Cass. I'll get to work on making our costumes." - Maria

"Let me help yuh wit' dat hun." - Harley said as she picked up most of the clothes for Maria

"Thanks." Maria

•—–·Let's see the Chaos shall we·–—•

"You never told us she could use magic!" - Red Hood looking under the table

"I wonder if she can infuse magic with coffee..." - Red Robin said looking in the cabinets for the third time.

"Stop looking for coffee!" - Red Hood

"She could've hidden in here." - Red Robin said while crabbing a mug

"I haven't had enough sleep to deal with this." - Selina then walked over and flopped herself on the couch and proceeded to fall asleep on impact.

"Maria get your tiny self back here right now or else!" - Tony

"Or else what? She Knows MAGIC! What else does she know that you haven't told us?!" - Red Hood

"... I never told you becuase it's meant to be a secret!" - Tony

"Oh, so now you agree with keeping things a secret?" - Red Robin grabbing the coffee

"What else can she do Tony." - Batman

"Well... she's great with tech, can kick butt in a LOT of different ways, has magic, and if she wants to, she can find and know where everyone or anyone is, but I think she gets massive headaches from a wide search like that." - Tony

"Anything else?" - Batman

(Tony thinkng of all the tiny gods she has in jewelery, and that she keeps Paris/friends and family safe on a daily basis, and that she is the well known designer MDC...)"No..." - Tony

As ivy was listening to them talk, she continued to search her garden, until one of her plants had a message fo her.

"Hello Ms. Ivy, please don't help Batman and Iron Man find us, we promise we'll be careful." - Maria

"Where are you?" - Ivy asked whispering into the plant.

After a few minutes Ivy got a detailed plan that Maria, Harley and the girls came up with to evade The IronBat group (Maria thought that would be better than ManMan group 'But it's Bat MAN and Iron MAN, so it has tuh be The ManMan group.' was Harleys defence, but Maria won that one.) and Ivy agreed to help as best she could.

•—–· Over to the Miraculous gang ·–—•

Plagg is cackling like there's no tomorrow.

"Guys something must be wrong, Plagg won't stop cackling, he won't even touch the cheese I gave him!!!" - Adrien

"There's no time for that, we need to find out where the hell Maria is!!" - Chloé

"Hahahaha, Ti- heheh Tikk- pffhaaaaaaahaha!!!" - Plagg

"He's trying to form words!" Adrien cradling Plagg in his hands "What is it my friend? Don't do this, you're to young...*sniff * you're to beautiful!"

"Hehehehe Shhhh- hahaha, she- she- haha...heheh- I'm so p-hehe-Proud wahahaha " - Plagg

"Proud?! She?! Where?! Who, is it Maria?!" - Chloé

"Hhhhhhhhahhaaaaaaaaaa" - Plagg

"Oh God he's wheezing!" - Adrien

"Hey guys, Peter and I got the snacks, found out where Maria might- oh kwami." - Alix walking into the room to a zombie looking Chloé, a panicked Adrien and the Kwami of death/bad luck/chaos laughing himself to death.

"Has he finally lost it?" - Peter

"She has become a true cat! hahahahahaaaaa heheheheeeeeee." - Plagg

Everyone in the room but Plagg "Oh fu-"

•—–· Over to the Batfam ·–—•

So everyone is panicking because for the past hour none of them could find Multimouse. Robin is sitting on the couch next to a now fully awake Selina, Red Hood and Nightwing are once again feeding each other the worst possible situation she could be in, Tony may or may not be hyperventilating, Red Robin is drinking coffee, and Batman is as stoic as ever... well on the outside anyway, on the inside, it's a warzone. Ivy is drinking her tea, slightly worried, but also hiding a small smile.

"What if we ask Oracle to try and help us find her?" - Red Robin

"... Right... Yes, ok let's do that... Bats you do it, I need to sit down." - Tony

•—–· Back to the girls ·–—•

The girls moved everything to the Bat-cave so they could set the route they would take, then the Bat-Computer started ringing.

"Hide!" - Steph

"Where, dere's nuttin' tuh hide behind!" - Harley

"Quick under the Bat-Computer." - Barbara

As soon as Harley and Maria hid under the Bat-Computer, Batman and the rest of the Batfam was on video call.

"Hey guys, what do you need?" - Barbara acting like nothing happened

"We need you to search for Maria, she's in a dark gray suit with pink accents, and she's with Harley." - Batman

"Ok, no prob, I'll contact you when I've found something." - and with that Barbara exited the call.

"Should we start heading out?" - Maria

"Yup, and here are your ID badges, don't lose them. I'll give our Batfam fake sightings, and lead them far away, then once you reach W.E I'll slowly start leading them closer to you." - Barbara

"Thanks, keep in touch if they decide to split up." - Maria

"Roger that." - Steph said giving a solute

•—–·–—•

Soon Multimouse and Harley are running over roof tops again, doing tricks, and stopping petty crimes, Barbara is leading the Batfam all over Gotham, and then they got to W.E, after Maria transformed back, they entered the building. Thanks to Babs, they entered without any problems and had free roam for the entire building, with some exceptions like new weapons designs, or the roof. They were hiding in the building for about an hour on the 7th floor when Barbara called in.

"Hey girls, you might want to be careful, I spotted some of Scarecrows goons a few blocks away, they seem to be heading in your direction, I'd say about 6mins tops until they reach W.E. Best to find a good room to stay in, or get out of there." - Barbara

"Thanks fawh de heads up Babs." - Harley

"Ok, we'll try to get out, let us know if we should turn back or not." - Maria

"Got it, and be careful." - Barbara

Maria and Harley then made their way back down, they were taking the stairs, because they figured it would be quicker, once they were on the second floor, they started to calmly make their way through the doors of the stairwell. That's when Scarecrows goons busted in, shouting for everyone to get down, Harley made sure to stay as close to Maria as possible as the goons gathered everyone to a wall. They were told to not move, talk, or do anything to anger them, once everyone was up against the wall, that's when Scarecrow came in. As he entered the room some of the employees started to look very scared, when Maria looked over to Harley, she saw her mouth 'it's ok', afterwards the goons had them all tied up and on the floor sitting down. Scarecrow scanned them before speaking.

"One of you will be testing my newest and most potent fear toxin as of yet. We can do this one out of two ways." He said lifting up two of his needle syringed fingers. "1. You can be a hero, and let yourself be my newest test subject, aka the boring way or 2. I pick whoever I want, aka the slightly less boring way. Now, who wants to go first?"

•—–· Over to Batman ·–—•

The Batfam was running around the other side of Gotham, now without Tony, because someone ( ehem Thor, ehem) was making a giant mess at Avengers Tower, and was fighting Loki... again. It was when they decided to call Oracle that things took another turn.

"Oracle have you foun- " - Batman

"They're at W.E. and Scarecrows there, I can't get in contact with them, and I can't get into the cameras at the moment, I need you to get your butts over there now!" - Oracle

"Wait you were in contact with them?!" - Red Hood

"Not the time! Just get over there before someone gets hurt!" - Oracle

"We're on our way." - Batman

They all then kicked it into high gear and were running to W.E, and out of everyone, Damian seemed to be the most visibly panicked, if him running twice as fast as everyone was any indication. At the speed they were going, they would be there in 20mins or less... hopefully.

•—–· Back to Maria and Harley ·–—•

So while Scarecrow was giving his little speech, Maria whispered into a plant to let Ivy know their situation, she wasn't able to get an answer before she and Harley were pulled away from the crowd.

"And what do we have here? Harley Quinn and a child. How interesting, well then, which one of you would like to test my new fear toxin?" - Scarecrow

"Eh, do me, I bet I got a lot o' trauma and fears from my time wit' Mistuh J. dat yuh would just love tuh see." - Harley

"... As tempting as that sounds I think I'll test it on your little friend here, after all, I know better than to mess with one of the Sirens." - As Scarecrow said that, one of the goons dragged Maria over to him. She didn't panic, she was actually really calm, which worried Harley even more because, remember all that emotional trauma she saw Maria had? Yeah, not the best match for the fear toxin.

As Scarecrow grabbed Maria, she locked eyes with Harley, and gave a brief smile before she felt a sharp jabbing pain in the side of her neck. Her vision went hazy, and from Harleys' point of view, she went a little limp from it.

As Maria started to see again she could hear screams, car alarms going off, and explosion in the distance, when she looked up, she saw them, her friends, her team... her family, they were all there lying infront of her... none of them moving, all of them were lifeless, looking as though turned into a gray husk of what they once were, and beside them were all the Kwamis, and their respective Jewelery, broken and shattered. She felt the tears fall as she looked around. Paris, the once beautiful city of lights, was now a wasteland, everything had a gray tone to it, people, animals, everything that had life... was dead.

And then she heard laughing, a sick disturbing laugh that was all to familiar... Lila. When she turned and saw Vulpina, she felt sick just looking at her.

"You have failed Maria, everyone you knew and loved is gone, all because you weren't here." - Lila

All she felt in that moment... was pure anger, she began to struggle, but somthing was holding her. She kept hearing that stupid laugh, and kept struggling harder and harder.

"You were never good enough, you were meant to always be our everyday Ladybug, but you never were, you never cared for us, and that's why, they're all gone, because you weren't good enough." - Lila

The last four words kept playing over and over in her head, until something clicked, she wasn't in Paris, so how did she get there? The last place she was at... was with Harley, she was in the W.E. building, and had fear toxin injected into her. As she came to that realization, she could hear the laughing fade just a bit, she closed her eyes and focused on finding everyone's souls, when she did, she saw that Scarecrow was right infront of her, a goon next to Harley, and a goon behind her, the other goons had left and were on the first floor. She snapped back when she heard Lilas' voice again.

"You always were stubborn and never accepted the real truth, as class president aren't you supposed to just roll over and do as you're told." - Lila

Maria was done listening to her, and decided to kick Lila in the face (since someone didn't think to tie up her ankles.)

"Just go rott in hell already you lieing fox!" - Maria

Maria didn't get any answer, all she knew was that she hit whatever was really infront of her hard. Maria then heard Lilas' voice morph into a heavier, more distorted voice.

"That's a first, guess I'll have to increase the dosage." - Scarecrow

She then felt another jabbing pain in her neck, all she could do was scream from the pain, her head was spinning, and all she could hear was laughing, sickening laughter that came from both Lila, and now Hawkmoth. One thing Scarecrow didn't account for, was the deep hatred Maria held for both individuals he made her see. Because soon after he gave her more fear toxin she got her footing, pushing back into the goon behind her before using the goons' grib on her to do a half backflip into kicking the guys face in, quickly knocking the goon out, when she stood back up she only saw Hawkmoth, surrounded by her lifeless team and family, she only saw red, and charge right at him. She kept punching and roundhouse kicking him, giving one final charge, ramming into Hawkmoth before she felt weightless. She never heard the panicked scream Harley let out, she never heard the shouts that came from the Batfam just reaching the second floor, before she hit something... something rapped around her holding her from falling any further, causing her to start thrashing around thinking it was Hawkmoth, before seeing he was also grabbed by something. She struggled ignoring the slight pain that went through her harms and legs. She slowly calmed down as she felt her feet touch the ground again, she then saw another Hawkmoth that was now mixed with Lila hug her, she tried to break free, but realized that it wasn't Lila or Hawkmoth... It was calming, and her voice was gentle, it was Ivy. She only heard a few words, that's when she felt something blow on her face, and after a few seconds, she lost conscientiousness.

Harley came sprinting down and was by Ivys' side in less than a minute. Ivy could tell Harley was worried and joined her in hugging a now sleeping Maria.

"I'm sawhry Ives, It all just happened so fast, and she was so awesome at kickin' Cranes @ss, I din't get her out of dere quick enough." - Harley said as she looked Ivy in the eyes, with tears threatening to escape.

"It's alright Harley, none of this is your fault." - Ivy replied comfortingly to Harley

As the two hugged Maria Batman came over.

"We'll take it from here." - Batman

"Hell no. We ain't leavin' her side." - Harley

Batman just let out a sigh, after he dealt with Scarecrow and his goons, Batman, along with his sons, Ivy and Harley, all headed back to the Bat-cave where the other girls and Alfred were waiting.

If anyone noticed Robin looking over to Maria with a concerned look, they just ignored it, and continued their way back home.

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Chapter 6 complete! Hope you'll liked it, and are havin' a fantabulous day, stay safe and rock all those positive vibes. !BUG-OUT! 🐞💮🐞

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[blacksupremacy86]

Heroes Reborn: Gotham

Part 0 Continues in Metropolis

Clark Kent has been missing for a week, his family the Kent’s, his Children, and his wife all vanished.

In my laboratory deep underground twenty two stories down a former property of Lex Corp.

I work on the final touches of my plan Supes endgame and the man of the hour strapped In Kryptonite enforced chains.

I place the my sd card in to my super laptop connected to Lex Luther Technology as the machine rattles on.

This is the central area in all of Metropolis the department of technology has no worry.

The energy from all over the city channels in to the main core of Lex Corp and shoots out.

The energy drains in to the pod holding the former Man of steel hitting the Kryptonite chain around his body.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“Uuuugggghhhhh! You can’t win this you ole fiend, I will defeat yyyyyyoooooo”

“Keep yyyyaaappping your clutz”

“Why is everything going blank? I can’t can’t uuuuhgggghhhhh.”

Part 1 - 3

Batman AKA The Dark Knight In The City Of Gotham has been in vigilante ever since the same night.

He is finally on patrol jumping off of one roof top to another, rolling over to edge of the top.

He stands tall tapping over the roof his eye visor on the side of the mask scanning the room.

He pulls out his bat rang swinging it in the air the rain drops and he swings in to the room.

Breaking in to the room he lands in the court yard smashing on to the table as it cracks.

“I am vengeance, I am the night, and I am a your ending.” His voice hoarse.

“I am the stark star lighting in the city of my own darkness.” He says rising to his feet.

“Stop trying to fight me, move out of your way.” He slam fist me.

I stand in front of him the raining fall from the sky on top of us both leaving us wet and soggy.

He stares me down with this evil glare in to my soul, I walk forward my hips on my sides.

I click my fingers alerting his system stable awareness tech of a looming threat.

A explosion erupts leaving the room thrash in dust and decimation is all that can be seen.

He falls to the ground crying out in pain as red laser eyes appear through the cloud of smoke.

“Clark, what did he do to you?” The horror Bruce’s face says all as it unfolds.

“I am set free, free to unleash havoc on this city.”

Part 4 - 6

The scanning tech in Dicks mask stops at a odd location Lex Corp the home of nefarious psycho path.

“Lex Luther? Superman? In cahoots?” Dick says lost for words.

He grabs his night sticks e-stims swinging in the air the rain washes over us both.

He yanks in the air letting it launch in to the building it grapples on to the wall.

He jumps on to the rope sliding in to the low lower area.

He cracks in to the room smashing through the window the glass smashes everywhere.

He lands knee first superhero style so damn sexy and he begins to make his way.

One punch, kick, and night sticks swings all over everyone in his way.

The video camera showcases his moves for me unknowingly this is his audition.

A man lands right in front of Dick Grayson in a menacing expression on his face.

“Clark grab him make it easier for me.”

“Yes Master Lawrence Sir”

“I have one Dickie boy for you “

“Drop him in the pod”

“Sir Yes Sire Lawrence Sir”

Part 7 - 9

The League Of Injustice Batman, Nightwing Superman and Super Boy are seen on the Gotham News Network.

The cities of Gotham and Metropolis are in peril fires, explosions, gas bombs and me.

Their silhouettes are outlined in the heavy dust blowing all over us as the cities merge

The last bomb go off exploding over the city the last chemical is unleashed,

The four man fall to the city street one minute from a deep psychotic breakdown.

“Let go of Supes, clone boy and my fam.” A voice can heard through the noise.

“Red Hood, I was wondering when you make dramatic entrance.” My voice shows no worry.

“Why don’t you join us Red Hood?” I say slamming one last ball go my chemicals,

The smell rises blasting thighs every room, window and crevice and the city.

The city falls into a cycle of non stop lunacy descending in to madness my plan unfurled for the wall.

“You see Jason Todd it’s all for the best step in to the light.” Bruce says.

“Do it baby bro we are so happy.” Dick adds

“Agreed we need to save the Titans as well”

Conner responds.

“We were never heroes, we are villains.” Clark The Man Of Steel replies.

A bullet hits Red Hood in the neck and he so indoctrinated.

More to come soon

[the-broken-truth]

Broken-Style Remix: The Red Hood & Shadow Hunter (Jason Todd & Bellatrix Todd)

Broken: So, I happened to read one of @anxiousnerdwritings's works about Jason Todd and Damian's Twin sister being a team and going against Bruce and the Bat-Family who want Damian's twin sister with them. This idea came to mind and I thought you would like it. Let the words weave and enjoy!

@anxiousnerdwritings's version: LINK

Quick Note: Bellatrix's Name is Shadow Hunter - Her Armor is like Jason's but it is more wolf-like (My personal touch) and has a bit more tech to it.

Blue eyes forced through the magnifying glasses on the face of the Eldest Wayne Heir, yet the one who cast the name aside for one that better understood her and a family that would better understand her than the Dark Knight or his gaggle of infants ever could. She sat in the darkroom - well, not entirely dark; the sparks from the tools in her hand made occasional lights that illuminated the room every now and then, plus there was the desk lamp on the workbench - shining light on the hand & forearm model and the gadget in the making that Bellatrix was working on. It was an attachment to her suit - Claws that gave a lightning discharge. She could use it to knock someone out or remove them completely with enough voltage but she won't do that - she won't live on the Al Ghul Blood, she won't be like Talia Al Ghul or the boy she once called brother.

Speaking of brothers.

"Another all-nighter?" A familiar voice called out, causing Bellatrix to turn off the tools, placed them down, and turn in her seat while lifting the goggles off her face to look at the man in the doorway with a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Yeah, I wanna make sure the claws are ready for our next patrol." Bellatrix explained as she pulled the goggles off her head and placed them on the table before getting up and walking over to Jason, who gave her the coffee cup once she was in front of him. "Thanks." She said as she took a sip.

"No problem, what are brothers for?" Jason asked with a smirk.

"Other than entering their little sister's workroom without knocking?" Bellatrix asked with a raised eyebrow.

"As your brother, I have a right to invade your privacy for the greater good." Jason said with a smirk.

"And to be nosy." Bellatrix added as she walked past him.

"And to be..." He stopped when he realized what he was gonna say, "Hey! I'm not nosy!" He yelled as he followed behind her to the kitchen where breakfast was waiting.

[Later That Night]

Shadow Huntress secured her clawed boots shut before standing to look at the modified claws before sliding them on and latching them closed. She then positioned her right hand as if she was going to strike with her claws and smiled as the light blue electric current waves ran flowed from the bottom of her forearm to the tip of her claws; the tried with her other arm and everything was perfect. She grabbed her sword in one hand and her mask in the other before heading out to see what Hood was doing.

"Anything?" Huntress asked.

"They're still moving - I think they might be hiding to the abandoned warehouse on the edge of town; you know, the one near the waterfront." Red Hood said.

"I think that's where they are heading. Look." Huntress hits some keys on the supercomputer and the cameras in that area showed the factory. "See those boats? They're new, no one has been in that district and it's the only place to do a deal uninterrupted because the cops don't patrol that area anymore." Huntress explained.

"Then, we have our place. Let's move out." Red Hood said as he placed on his helmet and Huntress did the same - both masks locked into place and the two of them were out of there.

[Gotham Rooftops]

Red Hood soared through the open spaces of the backstreets of Gothan while the Shadow Huntress ran across the roofs with the speed and prowess of a wolf on the hunt. She leaped for a high roof and used her claws to climb to the top before running and jumping to the next one while Red Hood attached his rope to another point and began to swing.

The two of them landed on the roof at the same time - a vantage point that showed the trucks driving into the warehouse and the men that stood out to keep watch; not seeing the two hunters crouching on the roof, waiting and watching.

"What do we got?" Red Hood asked. Huntress placed her fingers on the control pad of her mask's visor to activate heat-vision mode - seeing the heat signatures in the building.

"There's about 25 of them - not counting the ones that are waiting outside." Huntress explained.

"What do you think we should do about it?" Red asked.

"We take out the guys outside, then we find the generator and cut the power; under the cover of darkness, we take them out - one by one." Huntress explained.

"What if they see us or hear the noise?" Red asked.

"Then we beat the hell out of them." Huntress said as the two of them rose to their feet and jumped down.

Everything was going good until Jason decided the throw someone through the window, everyone was high alert - it was ass-kicking time.

Red Hood and Shadow Huntress were knocking thugs down left and right, showing the combos that brother and sister made together. Huntress saw one of the thugs pointing his gun at Red Hood and jumped in the way, taking the bullet in the side but she still stood. She cracked her hand in the claw formation and the lightning came to life, causing her to pounce on the thugs, knocking them out through electrical waves while Red just beat the hell out of them.

When the last thug fell, Huntress grunted as she held the bleeding hole in her side, causing Red to run to her.

"Huntress, you alright?" He asked.

"I'll be fine. Let's get out of here and we can get it patched up." Huntress said as she rose to her feet and the 2 of them jumped through the window. They scaled the wall of the roof to stop and breathe for a moment while Jason removed the bullet that got stuck and clean the wound before wrapping it. They were waiting when Huntress's Robotic Wolf Ears shot up at the sound of footsteps - 4 pairs of them, she groaned.

"They're here." Huntress groaned and just when she said that 4 Figures landed on the roof in front of them.

The Dark Knight - Batman, a.k.a Bruce Wayne; Bellatrix's Father.

The Latest Robin - Damian Wayne; Bellatrix's Womb Mate.

Nightwing - Dick Grayson.

Batgirl - Barbara Gordon; the Police Commissioner's Daughter.

"What the hell do you 4 want?" Red Hood said as he rose to his feet.

"We received reports about gunfire in this region, we came to investigate." Batman said to Jason, but his eyes remained on Bellatrix, who just glared at him.

"There was a Firearms Deal going on and we put a stop to it before it could have even begun." Huntress said as she rose to her feet and stood beside Red Hood; Nightwing looked over the edge and whistled.

"They put a stop to it alright - everyone is laid out." He said.

"Laid out? You killed them?" Batgirl asked.

"We're not above killing but we try not to, per Huntress's request." Red Hood said as he gestured at his sister.

"You don't kill but you partner yourself with a killer? How backward you are, Bellatrix." Damian said.

"It is no business of yours, Wayne." Huntress growled.

"You're my sister, so it is my business, and you're a Wayne too; as well as an Al Ghul." Damian countered but Bellatrix scoffed.

"I've never been an Al Ghul, that's why you and your mother cast me aside; the only one who saw any worth in me in that family was my grandfather. Just like you wiped your hands of me back then, I wiped my hands of you - you're nothing to me but a stranger I happen to share my blood with." Huntress said.

"Bellatrix, that's enough." Bruce said.

"You have no say over me, Bat-Boy; I don't have to listen to you." She said.

"I am your father, you need to listen to me." Bruce said.

"I may have your blood but I damn sure don't have to listen to a damn thing you have to say because I don't live with you, nor do I work with you." Huntress said.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. Bellatrix, you've been hanging around Jason for too long, it's making you reckless and dangerous. I think it's time you came to live with me, with us, with your family. There is a room waiting for you at Wayne Manor and we can talk about patrols and missions once you get settled in but you need to be with us now; Todd is a bad influence on you." Bruce said.

"You're joking." She said.

"No, Father is right - you've been living with this brute for too long. You're a Wayne and an Al Ghul, it's time you started acting like one." Damian said.

"Let me tell you something: I stopped being an Al Ghul when I left that hell you called home, and I never accepted to be a Wayne. Last time I checked, my last name is Todd and I want nothing to do with you...and of you." She glared at all of them. "Let's go, Bro. I'm done with this." Huntress began to walk away with Jason at her side.

Jason was her brother.

Jason was her family.

Bellatrix was a Todd and there was nothing anyone could do it change that.

[why-this-kolaveri-machi]

it’s a fucking metaphor!

Titans 3.08

i’ve finally gathered the mental and emotional resources to do this thing, so let’s go! as always, i’m typing this up as i see the episode.

SPOILERS AHEAD

1. on watching this opening scene, i was thinking back to how gar was in s1, or even the early bits of s2. the way he idolised the others, particularly dick, and his readiness to go along with whatever they said, and the way he practically bled the need for acceptance. and here he is now, openly defying dick, fully open to and aware of the flaws of the people he loves and admires, knowing he is accepted no matter what and extending that generosity elsewhere. it’s a remarkable bit of character growth that’s... sort of blossomed in the background and so rewarding to see and acknowledge. 

1.25. i guess what i really love about this conflict over how to respond to jason--as clumsily as it is sometimes written--is how their histories and individual traumas inform each character’s reaction. dick is torn between his guilt over what’s become of jason and his drive to do what batman had essentially given up on doing: he is motivated to track down red hood at all costs but there’s a sense that he’s not completely sold on the idea that the only way to stop him is to kill him. (he might go the comics route and try to put him in arkham? god, imagine if the season ended with jason in arkham.) kory’s never had much of a connection with jason in the first place, and jason has done one of the worst things he could do in her book: track and kill a member of her newfound family and is threatening to kill more. 

and gar... sure. look. the idea of jason and red hood as separate entities appeals to him; that red hood emerged when jason was drugged to the gills by scarecrow and lost his usual inhibitions. gar’s struggled with what he becomes when he’s pushed to his limits, too--he did rip open that experimenting scientist with his teeth way back in 1.07, after all, and he was brainwashed by cadmus in s2 into becoming a literal monster. he needs to think, to know, there’s a dichotomy, a line that can only be crossed under extreme duress or by outside influence. 

and he says--and we say--that he was accepted back into the titans in spite of what he’d done, but was he really? gar’s always struggled with his footing in this group; relegated to the caretaker, the tech guy, the gatekeeper, and sometimes punching bag even though everybody’s paying lip service to how much of a family they all are. perhaps gar reaching out to jason and offering acceptance is aspirational on his part: perhaps this is the effort he hoped the titans put/or will put into getting gar back, even when it would seem like he’s too far gone.

1.5. anyway my point is that i don’t think it’s worth discussing this in terms of right/wrong decisions because all of their reactions make a lot of sense given their backgrounds/personalities. gar is doing a fine job here of tracking down jason’s friends and trying to find him that way, but we the audience know that jason is ultimately going to end up an anti-hero/eventually-hero character, so with that knowledge in mind we know that gar’s reaction is the right one. it’s knowledge that the other characters don’t have, so to judge them on it is... uh, unfair.

1.8. also, molly is awesome, yay!

2. dick and barbara flirting over the phone is so cute! i love to see this side of dick: lighter, peppier, willing (even if somewhat reluctantly) to put his mission aside to go out on a date with his girlfriend. and i love how easy this makes his dynamic with kory too: it’s all very domestic and utterly delightful. 

(also, re: the water leak in barbara’s office--you’re saying GCPD could afford fancy-schmancy table-wide touch screen computers and evil-lair lighting but needs its frickin’ commissioner to catch leaking water from above her desk with mugs and fishbowls????)

2.2225. this is probably a teeny tiny thing and i’m not sure i want to bring it up at all BUT. the fact that dick feels compelled to lie to barbara about not liking fancy gala food and eating something more substantial before the date? not a terribly great sign, though i wouldn’t call it a red flag per se. 

“this from a man who forced his students to eat cauliflower crust pizza...”

3. so.... conner and kom are a Thing. huh.

in theory i really like the idea of them bonding over an innate alien-ness and longing for a place they could really belong. both of them are alien twice-over: conner a mix of kryptonian and human, practically generated in a test tube, and kom being somebody that was born different and rejected by her own people, now stuck on a planet dominated by an entirely different species. i even like them exploring this bond physically. i guess it’s the sense of... uneasiness around what we do and don’t know about kom that makes this scene land slightly left of centre to me. i think titans, especially through s2, has cultivated in its audience a sense of distrust even until the final episode, just in case somebody vital to the season is suddenly revealed to have had ulterior motives (i’m even low-key suspicious of leslie). i really want to see this kom-conner dynamic play out but the anticipation of watching the other shoe drop is sucking out the enjoyment.

4. for fuck’s sake dick, gar’s not your gatekeeper.

TIIIIIIIIMMMMM \O/

4.5. i love this nod to tim’s origins in the comics, the way he just comes in and lays out all his evidence and makes it clear to dick that he needs tim’s help as robin. the fact that he was there at the flying graysons’ last performance, he was obsessed with their acrobatic moves, and was observant enough to connect those moves with that of robin and later nightwing... all of this came together to put him where he is right now.

(i also love how he can’t contain his giddy excitement when talking about the day dick grayson’s parents died... to dick grayson. even if dick weren’t nightwing, that would be a deeply uncomfortable thing! yet tim can’t help himself, and i love him for it.)

4.8. it’s a testament to how much dick’s caught off-guard that he can’t come up with a better response to tim’s allegations other than “uh... he stole my moves! as you know, no two gymnasts in the world are allowed to do the same moves. now, let me escort you out while pretending poorly that i’m not at all shaken by this...”

4.9. i’ve talked about this before, but i find the logic around secret identities in this universe utterly fascinating. the titans don’t make much effort in keeping their identities secret: everybody seems to know that kory is starfire for instance, or that gar is beast boy. dick grayson is seen hanging out with kory a lot, especially at crime scenes. it won’t take a lot of sleuthing to find out that the titans are currently camped out at wayne manor, and to put two and two together.

my theory was that superheroes and villains have become such an integral part of daily society that it’s almost not worth it to seek out their secret identities, or that it’s just not a big deal anymore. like politicians or diplomats, not everybody bothers to look into who exactly their local politician is, but the people who know just... know. it’s a sort of unspoken social contract.

tim’s broken this contract by confronting dick about his identity, and dick’s not ready to deal with it. not entirely.

look at him! *pinches his cheeks*

5. ngl, it was quite satisfying to see jason knock the scarecrow out like that. 

5.5. i guess... the question of jason’s culpability is always going to be a thorny one and would make for a great courtroom drama spinoff. there are a number of factors to consider: jason’s personality, the rough circumstances under which he grew up, his undoubtedly stressful transition to being robin, bruce wayne being... well, bruce wayne, never feeling accepted by the titans and having most of them turn on him, being roundly defeated and almost killed by deathstroke, alfred’s death, a fuckload of ptsd, his violent death, crane’s manipulations, coming back to life, crane plying him with a drug. but there is no easy line to draw between any of these factors to his actions. i think it would be a disservice to jason’s character to attribute his actions entirely to these things and rather irresponsible to do so. i think jason has to reckon with the fact that when he took crane’s drug, he wasn’t reckless and chaotic like the thugs he gave it to; the planning that went into hank’s death was meticulous and the way hank died--dawn essentially tricked into pulling the trigger that blew her lover into bits--is so drawn out and cruel. 

5.75. it’s occurring to me that crane might have given jason a placebo. maybe jason’s dependence is psychological, and he’s externalised his fears in such a way that he believes crane’s drugs literally wipe them out, however temporarily.

in any case, the boy needs (more) therapy.

6. “he walked like robin...” fuck, tim

“gait recognition sweep” god, this show. i don’t know whether to laugh or cry. hey, once we’re done doing this gait recognition thingy, can we get a goddamn plumber in the house??? or move the commissioner’s desk so that sewage water isn’t dripping on her head or the million dollar touchscreen desk???????

6.5. oh no dick!!!!!! i am delighted that you got hurt but i feel ashamed about it! that looked like it really hurt!

he’s really not having a good time of it, is he. from being shot by a sniper to slamming at full speed into an suv, he’s got to be really fucking battered by now. and that’s just the physical side of it.

“can you believe that just over a week ago i was sitting in san francisco eating cauliflower crust pizza and feeling good about myself for the first time in five years...”

7. kory’s having visions again! now that she’s figured what they are, do you think the show’s just dropped justin? it’s curious that HPG hasn’t been brought up in a while after featuring relatively heavily in the beginning. hmmm.

8. dick’s in hospital but... he looks remarkably whole for someone who took a spill like that. you’d think he’d at least have a bruise to show for it. on the other hand, i love that the first thing he says is ‘i need to call home’. reminds me of season 1 dick and his clumsy attempts to explain away his found family as an ‘alliance of necessity’ or some bullshit. what a long way he’s come!

*gasp* dick’s hallucinating again!!!!!!!!!!!! i’m doing the dick’s hallucinating dance! can you believe that we’re carrying over these huge honking issues unearthed in season 2 onto season 3? can you believe?!!! all that time and effort i spent talking about dick’s mental health from last season has not gone in vain!!

... ahem. anyway. more on this later.

“hold on barbara, i think kory gave me the number to this therapist that she kept calling Hot Psychiatrist Guy...”

9. just an interlude to say that i’m barely halfway through the episode and i’ve already written 2k+ words... ugh. i’m going to try and be more concise.

10. man i fuckin love it when titans goes all out with its weird mindscapes and i’m extra glad that kory’s the focus this time. is that baby kom or maybe a secret sibling that neither of them knew about? was that lady luand’r? and is this place where kory was circling where the secret sibling is? it’s all very intriguing. 

(if justin turned out to be that sibling... we’ve a real luke/leia situation on our hands.)

11. aw, i knew that nice security guard was going to die, but it still hurt to see him go :(

12. this show is so bizarre. like i get the mindscape as a narrative device, but jason using sex workers to try and vocalise his guilt about killing hank was just weird. like. i have to use tamil, sorry: idhulaan yaaru pa room pottu yosikara??? some things just can’t be translated into a second language.

i guess one way to interpret jason’s reckoning with what he did to the titans as a sign of him coming off crane’s drug, but i think it’s more to do with the disillusionment of realising that he was a mere pawn in a more sinister plan, and not, as he thought, a player in control of his destiny, rising to the purpose of liberating gotham of its fears in a way batman never could. along the way, he’s done some truly irreversible damage. it’s a bitter pill to swallow.

13. another hallucination! it’s really intriguing that it’s a young dick(?), younger than we’ve ever seen him, wearing an early-era robin costume from way before he even became robin. (this is also interesting in that it gives credence to the idea that ‘robin’ is an identity that dick created entirely on his own, and as a possible homage to his family.)

“old road, old house... it’s all gone.” i wonder what it all means.

13.5. it’s entirely likely dick’s hallucinating because of a brain injury from the accident, though just hallucinations without any other focal neurological deficit is unusual. he might’ve been microdosed with fear toxin at some point, though i wonder when... did jason do so after dick’s accident? did he get dosed at the factory from last episode? 

it’s also possible it’s a continuing manifestation of dick’s issues from last season--which, if you remember, he never told anyone about and therefore never properly addressed. maybe he was hallucinating bruce wayne in a psychotic episode accompanying an acute stress reaction and maybe that’s what’s happening now. nobody’s denying that he’s under an extraordinary amount of stress right now. another way to look at it is that this is how he externalises conflict that he can’t bear to suppress anymore; if in s2 halluci!bruce manifested his insecurities and self-loathing, then these hallucinations... something to do with his fears, no doubt.

yet ANOTHER way to look at it might be: rachel is reaching out to him through their, well, psychic bond. after all, they were able to use that bond unconsciously last season to get the titans back together; maybe rachel has learned to gain a degree of control over it in themyscira and is sending across warnings? it’s all very intriguing.

anyway:

“i hear you skipped over the discowing suit in your evolution to nightwing... how could you??”

14. can you imagine, gar did all the work of reaching out to jason via molly and jason wants to meet dick? smh.

14.5. “i’m just a regular guy doing regular things” he says, standing at the opening of a secret old tunnel, like a secret person doing secret things, confronting someone who can now officially be called his stalker. neither of you guys are ‘regular’

14.8. ‘my dad was a cop and he taught me how to investigate’ - hmmm. i guess they’re trying to Explain Tim but i don’t think that’s really necessary. so he’s smart and he’s obsessed with batman and robin--that should be enough, imo. 

15. that scene with scarecrow and his mother was... wow. i’m just laughing here helplessly, because what the hell? for a while i thought it was an extended dream sequence and i’m still not entirely sure that it isn’t...

anyway. i still love that titans is happy to throw out its plot in favour of extended character-exploration sessions.

15.5. it seems to me that this scene with crane and his mother (i have no idea if there’s anything in the comics similar to this) serves to move forward this season’s theme of harmful legacies and how parents can damage their children in the name of their mission. in a way it’s been the underlying message of the entire show but we’re really seeing it being reinforced this season. the titans, serving as a foil to scarecrow, are using the damage to rebuild themselves and actually work through their issues together, instead of spiralling further and further into the morass of their issues.

other than that... god, that scene was painful to watch. i can’t say i like this version of scarecrow or how this actor plays him at all.

16. i wonder what’s jason’s play here. i think he’s smart enough to realise that the titans aren’t going to just forgive him and let him be a titan again after what he did, and that dick agreeing to it is just a bid to pin both him and crane down. maybe it’s a ploy to trap them, get back on scarecrow’s good books so that he can have the drug again. who knows.

17. i absolutely felt dick when he said “we’ll bring him in and then re-assess the situation.” what the fuck else is he going to say? the priority is to get him.

so kory and dick are both hallucinating while potentially trying to rehabilitate their murderous siblings. CONFIDE IN EACH OTHER ALREADY

18. TIM NOOOO! you beautiful, reckless fool!

18.25. just to quickly address it here because i know it’s been brought up before: i think it’s perfectly justified to not have conner take tim to the hospital via superspeed because a) i don’t think we’ve seen conner do that with anybody so far and b) it’s probably not a good idea to submit tim’s body to that kind of stress without knowing what it would do to him. the paramedics with actual equipment and experience would be there in a few minutes, so on a risk assessment, i would say dick and conner absolutely made the right call.

18.5. i guess we won’t know what jason really intended to when the titans came to the pump to see him, but this is definitely going to set a big wedge in his relationship with crane. then again, crane got what he wanted--using starfire’s powers to blast through to the underground pipes--so jason can argue that this is exactly what he was working towards, too. 

anyway, mortal peril, hallucinations, murderous family members, creepy visions and robins sprouting left and right. time to get rachel and donna on the scene, i think.

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Mission Compromised

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Part Two 

Summary: Abaddon and her entourage have struck once again. The second wealthiest group in Gotham has decided to throw the best party. Unlike other people, the man and wife love to show off their riches. Unfortunately, Abaddon and her husband discovered the Gates were showcasing their diamonds and a bunch of other valuables. Abaddon and her team wish to take those items and melt them down to create a weapon. Once you and the Titans discovered what the enemy was planning, you immediately knew what to do.

Notes (A lot, sorry):

Abaddon and Ricky - that are apart of the imagine - are not apart of the dc universe!

Your sister's name is Essie - she's not apart of the dc universe - She's much older than you.

Y/L/N: Your Last Name

Y/H/C: Your Hair Color

You have super strength and hearing

You are Donna in this GIF btw

Warnings:

Language

Dick Grayson x-reader

[Third Person View]

Bruce Wayne stood in front of the large monitor, his hands clasped behind his back. The man watched the security footage over and over again to try and figure out who had broken into the new bank on fourth street once again. He sighed in frustration and ran a hand over his face. The glow of the explosion lit up the screen as the footage repeated with a click of a button.

Bruce backed up and leaned against the edge of the counter, he waved to Essie one more time; telling her to repeat the footage. Essie pushed her pink hair to the side and clicked the button another time, she sighed in annoyance and rested her chin on the palm of her hand. Dick Grayson sat on the chair beside Essie, watching Abaddon and her crew break into the bank.

Y/N Y/L/N walked into the control room wearing a pair of comfy clothes: marine green sweatpants, a sweatshirt from her favorite tv show, and a pair of dark grey fuzzy socks with little Nightwing doodles on them. The Y/H/C girl leaned against the door frame of the room with a cup of coffee in hand. She took a sip of the caramel flavored coffee and cleared her throat. Dick, Essie and Bruce looked up at the sound of Y/N.

"Find anything?" asked Y/N, throwing the empty coffee cup into the trashcan.

"Not yet," Dick said and rose up from the chair, walking over to his girlfriend. He draped an arm over Y/N's shoulder and kissed the side of her neck, Y/N smiled and leaned her head against Dick's shoulder. "But were close," Essie added. Bruce switched to Abaddon and her husbands profile. "This psychopath was bailed out of prison by her husband, Ricky Rivera. I've searched every database in Gotham and can't find anything on them. The police database has lost all of there security footage of what these two bitches have done," Essie explained, pointing to the two pictures.

"Then how come we have it?" Y/N asked, lifting her head up from Dick's shoulder. Bruce smiled and grabbed a glass of water from the pitcher at the back. Essie turned off the screen, switching to the map of the city. "Thanks to Gar's excellent tech skills, we were able to grab all of the footage before it was deleted," Bruce said. He took a sip of his water then wiped the rim with a towel. "Lucky for us...." Essie trailed and grabbed five folders, "We were able to track down where Abaddon and Ricky are headed to next."

Essie and Bruce called the rest of the team, they all stood in a circle around a table that overlooked the city. The tall skyscraper where the party was being held sat in the middle of Gotham's map. Essie Y/L/N brought down a red virtual dot so it hovered over the buildings. "This is where the party will be held. Now, there are suspicions that Abaddon and her 'pose' will be there later tonight," Kory said, standing beside Essie. "So, what's the catch?" Jason inquired and crossed his arms.

"Abaddon has a tender spot for jewels and or shiny things. The Gates - which is the family that is hosting this hell of a plaza - have a whole museum dedicated to their prized possessions from their adventures when they were younger," Essie explained. "Why would they just display all of this stuff? They're just asking for people to steal them," Rachel said.

"Bragging rights?" Gar suggested, shrugging his shoulders. Essie pulled up the floorplan of the building where the gala was. They all looked at the house, scanning over each of the rooms. "Now, here's where everyone will be," Essie pointed to a large room, "And here's where Abaddon will be." Y/N's sister was able to hack into the live camera footage of the glamorous party the Gates were hosting.

Large glass cases held multiple intriguing tiaras, necklaces, historic pieces, masks from the stone age, and different drawings from the Egyptian era. Each glass case had little locks on the back, impossible to unlock even if you had the right technology. Essie zoomed in and pointed to the locks. "These are high end security systems, they had to pay a fortune to get these installed," she commented, chuckling to herself.

"So, what's the mission?" Y/N asked, crossing her arms.

"Those files that we gave you explain everything," Bruce said. Jason, Gar, Rachel, Dick and Y/N all pulled out the yellow colored folders that Essie handed them. "Y/N, Dick you two will be undercover policemen who are there to protect the items. Your cover names and stories are listed in the files," Bruce said, "Rachel, Gar, and Jason, you three will be the children of a popular and well respected business man who could not be at the gala. You're names and descriptions are in the files." The five of them nodded along to Bruce's explanation.

"Bruce, Kory and I will be here on the coms at all time, making sure you're alright and sticking to the plan," Essie said. With a flick of her hand, the maps disappeared. Kory handed them each a device that would wrap around their wrists. "These are transparent transmitters, those will help us contact you. The walls at the Gates household are laced with led, that prevents any contact outside those walls," Kory explained.

Essie handed them each a little patch to put on the back of the ear, "That should help you hear us at all times." Dick pushed Y/N's hair to the side and helped her put the small grey and black patch behind her ear. The electric patch blended to her skin color so it was invisible to the eye.

"You start the mission in about an hour in a half, we'll have a debrief ten minutes until you'll need to leave," Bruce said. They all nodded and headed towards their rooms to prepare themselves for the mission to stop Abaddon and Ricky.

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[Time Skip: 20 minutes later]

The crew stood in the large garage that held multiple expensive, exotic, and beautiful vehicles. Y/N and Dick stood beside a black and blue police car they would be using for their mission. Jason leaned up against the long white limo while Gar sat on the back of the car beside him. Rachel stood in the middle of Essie and Kory. "Alright," Essie sighed, "We all good with the instructions?"

Everyone nodded.

"Contact us if anything happens," Bruce said. Y/N and Dick hopped into the police car while Kory followed Gar, Rachel and Jason into the limo. Kory was to act as the limo driver, but stay in the alleyway a couple blocks away from the Gates party just in case something were to happen. Y/N set her radio into the handle at the middle of the console. "Gar, Rachel, Jason? How's it going?" Y/N questioned after pressing the middle button of the radio.

"Going pretty good," Rachel replied, "We'll stay in contact." Dick and Y/N nodded as if the three teens could see their faces. The two of them finally reached the tall silver skyscraper. Windows upon windows aligned the sides of the building, some were lit others were pitch black. Y/N and Dick could hear people chuckling from outside their car. Party guests had drinks in their hands, they danced to the slight hum of the jazz music.

Dick parked in an alleyway beside the skyscraper. The couple stepped out of the police car. Y/N Y/L/N quickly locked the door to the vehicle before the two of them made their way into the building (GIF Above).The two security guards stood at the front of the metal double doors, arms crossed; they're feet pointing ahead of them.

Both of the men wore black sunglasses with their hair tucked underneath black caps. Y/N and Dick walked through the entrance you, they flashed their 'badges' so the officers were aware. Y/N glanced down at her watch and saw two small male faces pop up on the screen.

"Those two men at the front, they're apart of Abaddon's group, you'll have to keep a special eye on them," Essie said, her voice erupting from the com system.

Dick and Y/N nodded slightly, carefully that the two undercover members didn't see their motion. As the two lovers walked into the gala, they could hear a slight radio interference occur on the com system. "What was that?" Gar asked, worried at the new sound that had happened. "Don't worry," Kory said, "Since you've entered the walls that are laced with led, it'll interfere with the com system."

Rachel sat in the middle of Gar and Jason. Her light purple sparkly dress cascaded down the side of the chair, the slit of the dress opened so people could see her knee high black boots. Gar and Jason both wore classic black suits; however, Garfield wore a green tie to match his green hair and Jason wore a red bow tie. Jason claimed he wished to be a 'trendsetter'. He smiled to himself. 'I look so good,' he thought to himself.

Kory sat in the limo with a tablet on her lap, the windows of the limo were tinted so nobody could look inside it. Her maroon colored hair was tied into a bun so her little curls wouldn't fall in her face. Kory had three tablets: one for tracking the team, one for looking over to the map and one to contact the team or where Abaddon and Ricky were.

Dick and Y/N split up half way, Y/N Y/L/N stood at one of the walls across from her boyfriend. Her arms stayed crossed as she scanned over the room to try and find Abaddon and Ricky. "Jason, Gar, Rachel? How's it looking?" Dick asked, making eye contact with Y/N. "All good here, you?" Rachel replied. Detective Dick Grayson looked up and saw Abaddon extending down the stairs with Ricky's arm linked with hers.

The woman's black hair was in a slicked back pony tail, she wore a red jumpsuit with gold heels. Ricky wore a black suit with a matching bow tie, his hair was was slicked back as well. "I see them," Dick said, he continued to look at Y/N until she noticed. The Titans waited for Bruce, Kory and Essie to tell them what to do next.

"Wait to interact, we don't want to blow our cover," Bruce said into the com, his voice laced with intensity. Y/N slightly nodded her head then put her hands into the pockets of her jeans, making sure her gun was in its holster. She tilted her head to the right slightly, using her super hearing to hear what Abaddon and Ricky. "They're here, the Titans," Ricky said, his Russian accent shining through his words.

"Fuck," Y/N muttered, "We didn't need to blow our cover, they've figured it out."

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