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STILL IN LOVE! #2 — TOJI FUSHIGURO

SYNOPSIS...after still messing around with your ex husband, you began to wonder if you’re still in love with him after finding out about his new girlfriend…

INFO...ex husband!toji x fem!reader, reader & toji have two kids, megumi is readers bio son, jealousy, smut, angst, arguments, alcohol, drinking problem, family problems, arguing in front of kids, toxic behaviors, crying, mentions of divorce

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

It’s been about three weeks since you found out about Toji’s new girlfriend. You still haven’t met her or properly seen her yet, but from what the kids tell you, she seems nice. It still felt weird having to get used to the idea that your ex had actually moved on. It was silly to think about, you know. Having been married over five years and getting a divorce, you’d think that means you would be done with your ex, but no, it was quite the opposite. Toji and you were still at each other, flirting, kissing, having sex. Neither of you had essentially ‘moved on’ from one another. It was normal for the both of you. It just never clicked in your mind that he would actually leave and live his life like a divorce is intended to do.

You’ll pin that blame on yourself, thinking too much into what you had with him is what caused you to feel this jealousy in the first place. Having remembered how you were once her spot, being the girlfriend that he took everywhere and did everything with. Hell, shes even met your kids before she’s even met you. It was clear Toji felt serious about her, otherwise he would’ve never brought her around Megumi and Naya. That thought made something twist in your chest.

“Mommy?” Your daughter’s little voice pulled you from your thoughts. Her big eyes watching as you applied your moisturizer in the bathroom mirror, a stuffie in her arms.

“Yes, baby?” You smiled, kneeling down so you were eye level with her.

“Daddy is at the door. He’s asking for you.” She blinked, squeezing the stuffed animal in her arms. Usually Toji just comes on in announced, startling you when he suddenly speaks, but you found it weird that he was now waiting at the door to speak to you. You grabbed your daughter’s hand, walking her to living room where Megumi was watching teen titans and eating popcorn. “Ooo, is that starfire?!” You daughter ran towards her brother, letting go of your hand.

Your eyes landed on Toji who leaning against the door way, dressed in a black hoodie and gray sweats, a stoic look on his face. “Hi, mama,” he greeted.

“Hey, what’s up?” You asked, folding your arms across your chest.

“Can I talk to you really quick? Outside?” He nodded his head in the direction behind him.

“Yeah.” You nodded, following his footsteps as you shut the front door behind you. “Something wrong?” You looked at him.

“I won’t be able to take the kids this weekend,” he sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “Sorry.”

“What do you mean? Why?” Your brows furrowed, standing there confused.

“I got…things to do,” he meekly answered. He kept his answer as vague as possible leaving little to nothing for you to go off of, but deep down you had a feeling it had something to do with his new girlfriend.

“Things to do? Like what?” You questioned, poking the inside of your cheek with your tongue.

“Nothing important,” he quickly replied, sucking in a breath.

“If it’s not important then why can’t you take the kids? They’re not gonna be happy about this,” you try to explain. You couldn’t understand why he was being so secretive towards you all of sudden, especially when it came to his time with the children.

“Can you just accept the fact I can’t take them? Please?” He seemed to be getting impatient, rolling his eyes every time you questioned him on something. It was obviously bothering him.

“Does it have to do with your new girlfriend?” There was no harm in asking him, curiosity getting the better of you.

“That’s none of your business.” He tone was rough and stern, almost like you hit a nerve.

“Oh?” Your brows raised in surprise in his sudden change of attitude. “I think it is my business considering this involves your time with our children and the fact you bring her around our kids, Toji. It’s a simple yes or no question.”

He let out a scoff, averting his gaze in a different direction. A sigh left his lips as he ran his hands down his face. “Here you fucking go,” he groaned. “You’re getting jealous.”

“I’m sorry?” Your eyes narrowed as you stared at him.

“You’re getting jealous of her, aren’t you?” His question hung in the air for several seconds as you stared at him in disbelief.

“Here you go assuming shit like always. See this is why we can never have a normal conversation, cause you always wanna start something! Where the fuck did that even come from?” You were starting to see just why you and Toji got divorced. There was some truth to his words, about being jealous. Though, you were too stubborn to admit such a thing to someone like him. What good would it do you anyway? He’d probably just laugh in your face and walk off. “Have your weekend to yourself, Toji. I’ll find someone else to take care of Megumi and Naya.” You turn around to enter the house, not having the energy to argue with him.

“Woah, what do you mean someone else?” His hand is wrapped around your wrist as he pulls you back towards him. “Why can’t you?”

“Cause I have things planned! Pretty sure Shoko won’t mind watching them.” You snatch your wrist back from him, only for him to grab onto you again, pulling you back. “What, Toji?!” You ask in annoyance, sighing loudly.

“You got things planned? With who?” It almost made you laugh how he was the one asking so many questions, trying to peak in on your life.

“That’s none of your business,” you casually say as you stare him. His jaw clenches, finally letting go of your wrists. Both of you stared at each other for what seemed like several minutes when in actuality it was only a mere second. You had a date on Saturday night, someone you met while you were out shopping for groceries. He was handsome, and kind enough to ask you to a dinner, even offered to pay. It would be wrong if you said no because you wanted to say yes, so you did. His name was Kento Nanami. “Goodnight, Toji.” With those words, you walked back into the house and shut the door behind you, locking it.

“Mommy, what did daddy want?” You daughter asked, peaking up from behind the couch.

“I’ll tell you two tomorrow, just keep watching your show.” You smiled at the both of them, quickly rushing to your room to try shake off the funny feeling that you had. Why couldn’t he just be upfront with you? Tell you the truth? You wouldn’t mind if you he needed time to himself, but to come out and be secretive about it was a different story. Then, to start arguing with you simply reminded you of the times he and you fought over the stupidest things. Maybe you shouldn’t have gotten so defensive, but you couldn’t help it.

You tried not to dwell on the situation too much, instead thinking about the date you soon had. You got walked over to your closet, skimming through the hanging clothes in search of a perfect dress to wear. Something elegant yet sexy is what you were going for. You didn’t want to wear anything too over the top in fear of scaring him away, but you wanted something that also showed him you weren’t a prude.

Finally, you landed on your favorite black dress, the corners of your mouth forming into a smile as your eyes scanned over the piece of fabric. “Perfect.”

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the little princess (g.l.)

Pairing: Garfield Logan x Tamaranean!Fem!Reader

Warnings: None i think

Word Count: 3.1k

Summary: If the Titans had a nickel for every time one of Kori's sister's, that she apparently had a very bad relationship with, landed on Earth, they'd have two nickels. Which isn't much but it's weird that it happened twice.

A/N: This is just a little ode to the Starfire that was in the OG Teen Titans show because I just love her so much. She's just a little cutie patootie and I loved all of her quirks and antics. I wanted to make the oneshot a little longer and end with both Gar and her getting together but I realized that it would've been far too long and I didn't want to write all that in the same one-shot.

It was in Dick's poor judgment to listen to the police radio while they were taking the cross-country road trip while getting back to San Francisco. Well, if we're debating Dick's poor judgment, he really should have taken the jet but not like the team could do anything about it now.

They were in Nevada, near Las Vegas when the chatter on the radio went wild. He spared a glance at Starfire, wondering if they should respond but she shook her head. So far, all alerts on the police radio had been insignificant things like disruption of business or public intoxication. Nothing that required their intervention.

So, Dick didn't bother to turn his indicator on for the exit from the highway. That was until they heard something cut through the static, clear as day, "Attention all units, need immediate backup! There's some sort of human flame thrower here! Like that superhero chick!"

They shared a glance and Dick swerved off the road and into the exit, nearly hitting another car in his hurry.

It took longer than it should have to get there, considering Starfire was driving while Dick changed into his Nightwing suit in the bathroom. To say that LVMPD were surprised when an RV rolled up with five superheroes inside was an understatement.

They directed them to the building, the perimeter heavily guarded by multiple officers, all armed.

Once they entered the building, everyone froze, noting how the girl on fire in the middle of the room looked much like the one standing beside them. Her hair was glowing and floating along with her body as she clenched her molten fists.

This never would have happened if they just took the jet.

Before any of them could even come up with a game plan, their target noticed just who was standing there and stopped. When the flames and the nearly blinding glow had subsided, they noticed all that was remaining was a young girl.

"Kori?" She asked curiously, wondering if that was really Starfire or just someone who looked exactly like her. After all, it was a new planet, she didn't know much about the inhabitants here.

"(Y/N)?" Kori breathed out, equal parts shocked and relieved.

The girl's face crumpled, and she broke out into sobs before flying right into her arms, "Kori!"

It was kind of amusing to see Kori attempt to hug you back, considering that you were floating off the ground but once you were consoled, she let you go, and you remained floating a couple feet off the floor at her side.

Kori gestured to the rest of them, and you bashfully hid behind her, scared of the newcomers. Ever since you landed on this planet, they had been nothing but cruel to you. All you had done was use your powers to reheat the tea you were served and suddenly there were men who had pointed weapons at you.

You looked at Nightwing's escrima sticks apprehensively before tucking yourself further behind her back. She spared you a glance before turning to her teammates with a tolerating smile.

"Guys, meet my sister."

"Another sister? Is she gonna try and kill us too?"

"You know Komander?" You asked curiously, floating a bit higher so that your head peeked over Kori's.

"Vaguely." Conner answered and you tilted your head, watching him with a deliberating pout. He seemed a little uncomfortable by your piercing stare, so you averted your gaze before whispering in your sister's ear.

"Are they holding you hostage?"

She chuckled and shook her head before introducing all of them to you by name. You listened attentively, noticing how neither of them bothered to give you smiles aside from the youngest girl and boy named Rachel and Gar.

They had pretty hair. You liked them already.

***

"Another sister you didn't tell us about?" Dick pressed, leaning over the centre console and Kori sighed, running a hand down her face. You were floating in the back of the RV, listening intently to Tim's conspiracies about aliens and attempting to explain your history and more to him.

"I didn't think I had to. I never thought we'd actually have to run into her." She explained and he gave her a hard gaze.

"Yes, but a little heads up would have been nice."

"Well, I didn't know she was going to be here, now did I?!" She snapped and the RV was immediately silenced. She sighed and turned to give the rest of you a reassuring smile and you reluctantly went back to your conversations.

When she was sure they weren't listening, she turned back to Dick, "She's the youngest. After Komander was born without powers, the public and nobles pressed for my parents to have another child. She was born with powers and also the first one in like 5 generations to be born with the power of flight. She's considered a gem in the public eye. She can do no wrong. And she's too young to assume the throne so she's never pressured like Komander, and I were. I'm surprised they even let her off the planet."

Dick cast an uncertain eye on the woman beside him. It was obvious that she had some unresolved issues with you, although he couldn't exactly put his finger on why. From what he gathered, you were pretty delightful and made a cute first impression, unlike the time he met Jason.

"What's this?" You asked loudly, pointing to a hole in their table.

"Um, it's a sink." Gar answered, flustered that you didn't know about its existence, "It's where we wash our hands and dishes and things."

Your face scrunched up, "Well that sounds unhygienic. Can't you just acquire new ones?"

Kori rolled her eyes.

"What are you doing here, (Y/N)?" She asked, finally acknowledging you now that she had wrapped her head around it.

Your brows furrowed at her tone as you flew closer to her, "Maybe I'm assuming but are you perhaps angry with me?"

She scoffed. Of course, you didn't even know when you upset someone. People back home usually jump through hoops for you, so it was no wonder that you had absolutely no idea of other people's feelings or thought that you could do any wrong.

"Yes! What the hell are you doing here?! You can't just come to a planet like Earth and then go around causing trouble!"

"Excuse me?" You asked cautiously, trying to reason with her. You had come here to find your older sister because you thought she would know what to do. The more you spoke with her, the less she seemed like the rightful ruler and more like Komander, "What was I meant to do, Kori'Ander? Our parents were murdered, the crown princess disappeared. People began looking toward me for an answer. What was I meant to tell them?"

She scoffed once again and you were starting to get very irritated by the sound, "Of course, couldn't even run a kingdom for a while."

This struck the wrong chord. You were never quite close with your older sisters; they both considered you the runt of the family and frequently made comments about how you were too young to join them on their excursions. Kori would seem like the doting older sister to the public, but you never really connected.

And Komander hated you since birth.

It was undeniable that your parents treasured you. I mean, how could they not when you constantly strived for their attention. You didn't have any friends growing up and your sisters scorned you when you did nothing wrong, so you depended on your parents for intimacy and connection.

It wasn't rare for you to be floating around the throne room, giggling when your father teased you by attempting to catch you, even though you were way out of his reach.

The people treasured you as well, you realized that very early, when you were first introduced to them as a young girl. You had been hiding behind your mother's gown, intimidated by the sheer amount of people and held her skirt in a tight fist.

You remember your parents cooing at you as they slowly revealed you to the rest of them and then the deafening sound of the crowd cheering. Your parents watched with pride as you began flying to try and see just how many people were there and they cheered louder.

You were adored.

And even though you did want to spend time with your sisters and play with them, you were eventually steered away from them by your parents after you had returned to their room in tears and inconsolable when your sisters had slammed their door in your face when you had just asked to play.

"I'm not the one meant to be running the kingdom, Kori. You are the crown princess. It was your duty to be take over the throne or officially abdicate it. Not mine." You explained, not quite understanding why she was being so negative. This had been her birth right and her path, way before you were even born.

You didn't realize it when you were younger but as you came of age, you understood that your role in the royal family wasn't one of politics or even running the kingdom. You were nothing more than a symbol to the people. Of purity, peace, and hope.

That had been made clear, so why was she suddenly expecting you to take over?

Everyone stared out the window, trying extremely hard to blend into the surroundings. While all of them respected Kori a lot, they all knew that she was impulsive and often said things without thinking them through. While Kori was excellent at giving advice, she herself was awful at controlling her emotions and lashed out often.

Tim began making prayers that they would make it through without something catching on fire.

"I realize that (Y/N)! But you're still the princess in our absence! You should have done something instead of running away and make someone solve your problems for you!"

You gasped, "My problems?! The kingdom that you're the ruler of is my problem? I'm the one who's running away? You're the one who ran so far that you went to a completely different planet! You—You zarbnarf!"

Kori froze, watching as your eyes glassed over with furious tears. Immediately, she regretted speaking to you that way, feeling panic build in her system. It was probably because growing up, she had learnt to grow terrified whenever you began crying around her.

Because you were the golden child. The fragile flower among molten rocks and you were treasured by your parents beyond anything. If either Kori or Komander had made you cry, they usually faced a punishment. That was something that you took advantage of, as an immature, mischievous child. When had you grown up so much?

She wanted to apologize, take it back but her pride was swelling so big in her chest that it clogged her throat. She was still angry and humiliated and all the things she felt as a child began coming back to her.

How could she be so immature? She had no idea what happened on Tamaran, and she had been foolish to think it was still the place she considered home. But it was inevitable for the people to ask about their ruler. She had been running away from the thought for too long.

She had completely forgotten that you were left behind in the chaos.

"You abandoned our family! Our people! And for what? A servant’s quarters on wheels?" You spat, turning away from her. She expected you to throw open the door and fly out but instead you stomped over to the seat beside Gar, not noticing the way he began scrambling to wiggly himself out of the booth and away from you.

He was too slow, and you ended up plopping down onto the seat beside him and he stared apprehensively at you from the corner of his eye.

Kori scoffed, "Why don't you just leave?!"

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms, "I'm done with this conversation but not with you. If your first response to confrontation is to run away, then I can see why you weren't gifted with the power of flight in the first place."

She swelled, puffing out her chest, "You know what—?!"

When Kori realized that you weren't in the mood to talk anymore, she returned to her seat even though she wanted to keep yelling at you. Why did you get to decide when the argument was over? You both weren't on Tamaran anymore and your parents weren't around anymore to scold her for picking a fight with someone so much younger but still, she fumed silently in her seat.

You turned to Gar with an apologetic pout, "I apologize for calling this a servant's quarters. You have a lovely home."

He chuckled at your guilty face, "Yeah, this isn't where we live, we're just using it to get back home."

You gave him a smile, "So you're not feeling hard with me?"

He blushed furiously, ignoring Conner as he laughed quietly into his hand, "Yeah, no hard feelings here."

***

Since you were an "unwelcome" guest in Kori's eyes, you were confined to the couch when you reached the tower. She was expecting you to throw a fit or whine about having to sleep like a servant, but you didn't mind, didn't complain, didn't say anything as you sat silently on the couch.

They didn't know what caused the sudden damp in your mood, you had been smiling the entire trip back, asking questions and making conversation but it was like everything vanished the second you entered their home.

Gar came out of his room in the middle of the night for a snack when he saw you sitting up on the couch, knees pulled to your chest. He thought he would just grab whatever he needed and leave quickly but he heard you sniffle.

"You okay?"

You looked up at him startled, and quickly wiped away your tears before plastering a fake smile on your face, "I am fine. Thank you for asking."

He should have just nodded, giving you an awkward smile before retreating back to his bedroom but he seemed unable to get the apathetic words out at the site of you hiding your faltering smile behind your pink hair.

Superman had kryptonite. He had pretty girls.

"Would you like some ice cream?"

Your brows furrowed in confusion, "Iced screams? What is that?"

He chuckled, finding the way your nose scrunched up absolutely adorable, "Not 'iced screams'. Ice cream."

"Like cold milk?"

"Cold, sweet, hard milk."

You looked mildly repulsed, "I shall decline. Thank you for the offer."

He just breathed out a laugh, sitting next to you with a bowl of cookie dough and two spoons, "Just try it."

You kept giving him cautious glances all while lifting the spoon of the sugary treat to your mouth, watching as he nodded encouragingly and tentatively took a tiny taste (wow alliteration).

Gar had the absolute pleasure of watching your face scrunch up immediately, not expecting it to be that cold but it slowly faded into a small smile at the flavour.

When you had taken another spoon, he glanced at you and noticed your swollen eyes and red nose, "Is everything okay?"

You gave him a small smile and nodded, "I am merely just sick of your home."

He froze in disbelief before reminding himself that you were a literal princess. You were probably very used to luxury and had a literal castle to yourself.

And you're Komander's sister. That part explains a lot.

He shook the thoughts from his head before smiling politely and taking a spoon of ice cream himself when he didn't know how to respond. Luckily, he didn't have to because you continued.

"I know I have been here only a short time, but I miss Tamaran deeply."

The tension in his spine melted away and he slouched with a sigh of relief, "Oh, you're homesick."

You gave him a refined smile, "Yes, I just mentioned about the home-sickness."

"It's not exactly--nevermind."

There was a moment of silence while you quietly ate a couple more spoonfuls of ice cream before Gar spoke again, "No offense but if you miss it so much, why don't you just go back?"

You bit your lip, "My planet is in political instability. I'm unfit to take the throne. So, I vowed to bring the true heir back home."

His brows furrowed, "Why are you unfit to take the throne? You seem smart and powerful."

His compliment had heat raising to your cheeks and you felt a small smile grow on your face before it was dampened by the heavy topic and you sighed, resting your head against the back of the couch.

"My people wish that I take the throne because they see me as a beacon of hope but that is the very reason I am unable. My gift of flight has made me different from the rest of the Tamaraneans, so in a political sense, I have become a figurehead for nobility, equality and neutrality."

He nodded even though he wasn't quite understanding where this was headed.

"Because of this I have been trusted to be a mediator between my planet and others. I am but a symbol of peace. The rulers of other planets trust me because I am not part of the political party on Tamaran. I have never even made my debut into noble society. If I take my place as the ruler, those alliances could fall apart. The common people couldn't possibly understand that."

"So, you're supposed to be this unbiased figurehead but if you acquire any actual power, you think your alliances with other planets will fall apart?" He summarized, wanting to make sure that he actually understood, and you nodded.

"Well, why don't you just tell Kori that? I'm sure she'd understand."

Your eyes drifted to your feet that were folded up onto the sofa, "I was going to, but I lost my temper when she accused me of not taking initiative. She never acknowledged the work I did for my people. I suppose I got defensive."

He placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, giving you a comforting squeeze, "It's alright. Second time's the charm."

Your face scrunched up in confusion and he laughed quietly, "I mean, you should try again tomorrow. Maybe it'll go better this time."

"Ah."

"Hey (Y/N)?"

"Yes, Garfield?"

He offered you a small smile, "If it makes any difference, I really do believe that you did the right thing."

You felt the corners of your mouth tug up, "Thank you, Garfield."

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Controversial opinion, especially for any Jason Todd fans out there (I'm one of them), but I completely understand why the fans in, the 80' I think, voted to kill him off. Hear me out, okay?

Jason was at first a literal Dick Grayson copy, was legit given his backstory and personality with the name being the only change. And for a while that was all they knew about and, rightfully so, hated about him. Now I'm not sure whether he was given the whole Alley kid who tried to steal Batman's tire story before or after his death but either way, in those fans' minds, Jason Todd was just a boring replica of Dick Grayson and no one liked him. If I was alive and a fan back then, I honestly would have done the same thing.

WHICH IS WHY I HAVE SUCH A HUGE PROBLEM WITH THE WRITERS DOING TO JASON THE EXACT SAME THING THAT GOT HIM KILLED OFF BEFORE!!!

Jason immediately after getting brought back to life was a villain. He wasn't misguided, he wasn't an antihero, my man was a Villain with a capital V. He didn't protect workings girls or children from any drugs or anything, he just made one off hand comment to a guy not to sell to kids and that's it. One of his only interactions with any prostitutes is to mock her for her past and decisions that led to her becoming one. Bruce did not abuse him or attack him unfairly. Jason had not only tried to kill Joker or other horrible villains, he killed anyone whether they were rapists, or robbers, or petty fucking thieves and he didn't do it for justice or whatever the fuck but because he was angry and taking it out on everyone he could get his hands on. He stopped Batman from going after Nightwing after Bludhaven blew up with him in it. He blew up a school. He beat up Tim in his little Robin panties and was a fucking villain.

I love Jason. But I love him as the messed up asshole he is. Not as some misguided wittle antihero. Which is why I despise the fact that the fandom latched onto the completely inaccurate version of him, because the writers of DC had started writing him the way the fandom wanted and he is now irreversibly ruined. Aside from the already mentioned stuff, they made him into a copy of Dick Grayson (for the second fucking time) and Helena Bertinelli.

Helena is the one protecting women and children, the antihero that often uses violent force. She's the one with the reluctant sibling relationship with Tim. Jason was not Tim's Robin by the way, Dick was. Tim does not like Jason one fucking bit and spends most of their forced interactions roasting him so bad he has to buy burn salves. Also her personality was taken and given to Jason in some ways too, like her manner of speech and stuff, but I'm willing to let that slide as accidental.

From Dick Grayson, they mostly took his relationships, romantic and platonic. Jason slept with Barbara and Kori both, which aside from just being dumb as hell is also weird and creepy because Jason is six years younger than them at least and they knew him as a fourteen year old when they were at least twenty, and they would never date someone so much younger than them, they aren't fucking creeps. Then they took Starfire and Arsenal and made them forget their own lives to join Jason's little antihero team (neither of them are antiheroes what the fuck) and act like the sun shines out of Jason's ass and he's their leader or some shit when they would never follow him before that, especially Roy who has led so many other teams and does not deserve that shit. Some fans also ship him and Jason, which is both creepy and character assassination for Roy's entire character more than him being friends with Jason and in the Outlaws already is.

Also, Pit Madness is not a thing you fucking brainless losers. Stop trying to justify and erase the flaws that make him an interesting character. His anger has always been due to the trauma of being tortured and dying and the misguided feeling of betrayal he felt for Bruce. He was unwell and taking his problems out on others. So, repeat after me: PIT MADNESS IS NOT A REAL THING!!!

Thank you for reading <3

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What Batman thinks of Starfire.

Okay so I've seen many people curious about what Batman thinks of Starfire. I've seen a lot of people say Batman hates her and that he doesn't trust her cuz she's an alien and cuz he's a dickbabs shipper. I will explain why those statement aren't true. That's not who the original Batman is.

Let's go back to the original canon before all the stupid ooc retcons were created.

The first time Batman ever mentioned Starfire's name was in Tales of The Teen Titans #50 (1985) where Dick and Kory have already been dating for years.

and behold

- Bruce never referred to Kory as "the alien" he called her by her real name.

- He knows his son is in a real serious relationship with her.

- Bruce never made any bad comments about her nor did he show contempt for their relationship.

- He acted like a kind father who just wants to know how his son is doing with the woman he loves.

The 2nd time he mentioned her is in Swamp Thing #53 (1986) where he defended Human/Alien relationships like Dick and Kory's.

again he called her by her actual name and showed no issue towards Dick and Kory's relationship.

The 3rd time was in Funeral For a Friend (1993) where Bruce greeted her and Dick. He was happy to see both of them attending Superman's funeral. And for the 3rd time he called her by her actual name.

The Original Batman was a kind father who respected his son's alien girlfriend. Who wasn't spiteful and xenophobic towards Starfire and doesn't compare her to Barbara. and no, he wasn't a pro-dickbabs shipper. That ship didn't even exist before they retconned a lot of shit.

That everything changed after Dick and Kory got broken up. Reason for their break up? The Bat-editorial demanded they wanted Dick Grayson back to the Bat-office. The Titans Editorial had no choice but to pull him out of the Titans books and hand him back to the Bateditorial.

The Bat-editorial didn't like the idea of Dick dating someone outside the Batfamily like Kory so they couldn't continue their relationship in the Bat-books. It needed to end. The original wedding plan for Dick and Kory got cancelled. They don't like Dick and Kory? Okay fine, no one is forcing them to like them, whatever.

but no they couldn't just move on and leave Dick and Kory's past relationship alone.

They just had to say something negative about their relationship and put down their shared history, didn't they.

Why?

Is that really necessary?

Why can't they just respect the love that Dick and Kory had for each other when they were together and leave it at that ?

Cuz they did love and care for each other. It was a genuine love.

You can ship him with another woman without undermining and invalidating his history with Kory.

Like what did Kory ever do to them to make them hate her so much.

After they deaged Barbara to be the same age as Dick and pushed them together as the new pairing, they made a lot of comics degrading Kory, minimizing her interactions with Dick, and retconning her history and relationship with Dick into a one sided sexual fling.

and they turned Bruce against Kory too. This is where the idea of Bruce being a "anti-Starfire" and "pro dickbabs shipper" started.

They created this retcon in Gotham Knight #43 (2000) where Bruce acted xenopobhic towards her, making him refer to Kory as the alien and belittling her relationship with Dick, something he's never done before. Just to portray Barbara as his one true love. Bruce has never even talked about Dick and Barbara before and now suddenly he's shipping them. This retcon is not only an assasination of Kory and Bruce's character, it has also done a lot of damage to people's perception of Bruce and Kory's relationship.

All of this for the sake of propping up a retconned romance.

Not only is Bruce mischaracterized here, Babs is also acting so weird and ooc.

There was no reason for her to moon and whine over Dick like a lovesick girl from highschool.

She was a congresswoman when Dick was still in highschool. She called Dick "a child" and "little brother". She wasn't interested with him, he was too young for her 😭

Barbara already had a life of her own and own relationships, she dated Superman and got enganged to Jason Bard 😭

Dick had a precocious crush on her but he moved on from her when he moved out of Gotham. Even the original dickbabs writer said they were never meant to be together 😬

Barbara and Dick weren't pining over each other when Dick and Kory dated for years!

Dick never even once mentioned Barbara's name in the New Teen Titans books!

There was no reason for Babs to pursue Dick and vice versa, Both have already moved on to other people but stupid dickbabs retcons just had to exist 🙄

So yeah Bruce only hates Starfire when he's written by dickbabs writers and bateditors.

He was fine with her in canon before they pushed their dickbabs agenda.

Even in elseworld stories where it's not written by dickbabs writers.

Like in the animated show He supported Dick and Kory's relationship.

and in Kingdom Come he literally went to find the best doctors to help cure Kory's illness 😭

There's no logical reason for Batman to hate Starfire other than just to shit on Kory and prop up Dickbabs.

the whole "He doesn't like her cuz she's a dangerous alien" form of excuse is also BS

his bestfriend is literally Superman, an alien who is far more powerful than Starfire, he's also teammates with Martian Manhunter who is also an alien 😩

Overall yeah Fuck Dickbabs. It's the only ship that is good at character assasinating characters.

[confusedhummingbird]

Maybe, just maybe, more people would be more ok with other Nightwing ships if all the writers that push for them were not so fixated on hating Kory and diminishing her every chance they get. Because istg 90% of those writers spend more time trying to downplay Starfire and erase her importance from Dick's life than they do actually building up other relationships of his. It's beyond weird and degrading. The fact that they still perceive her as such a threat after 30 years tells me they know, subconciously, that his love for her will never be matched no matter how hard they try.

I know right. And honestly I don't even mind Dick's other ships sometimes. Dick and Shawn were honestly cute. And Bea was the only good part of the Ric arc. And neither of those ships try to shit on other ships. I love Dickkory it's my whole heart but there is a cute ship with them in it. I don't mind it.

DickBabs will always try to diminish Dickkory because they see the ship as too much as a threat and have to try and rewrite it as just lust and not Kory and Dick as actually both being deeply in love.

[italljustkindahappened2]

I’ve lost hope on my other account (rip @italljustkindahappened🫡) but it’s okay I’ll just take the opportunity to reintroduce myself and repost my info here!

Hi, I’m Jay, I’m 20 (she/her) and I just recently got into Henry Danger after it blew up again. My favorite character is Henry bc I relate to him A LOT, and my fav ship is Chenry. I’m open to other ships (esp Hensper) unless they’re just straight up weird *cough cough henray*. I’ve also watched Danger Force, and my fav character is Bose (haha can you see a similarity in why I relate to those characters) and fav ship is Bomika, although again I’m open to other ships (just not Bapa tbh😅).

Here’s a list of my HD headcanons (updated when I think of something new):

1. Charlotte is the only one who bothered to learn Dystopian- the boys just guess and use translating apps

2. Henry and Charlotte go on little “dates” but they insist it’s as friends.. everyone knows that’s not true

2a. Jasper always insists on coming with them on these dates (oblivious to the fact that they are dates since they tell him it’s not a date) and sometimes they’re nice and let him come with them but they also sneak away when he’s not looking

3. Jasper and Henry share an apartment, Charlotte’s internship/scholarship paid for an apartment for her so she lives alone- piper stays with her when she’s visiting

3a. Both the boys are SHIT at cooking, so they invite Charlotte over every night to “hang out.” She knows that it’s because they want her to cook for them but she just does it so often it becomes routine.. until she moves away and their meals become.. interesting.. since they don’t get paid enough for their crime fighting to get take out often.

4. Sometimes Henry gets nightmares of when he was “dying”/ when his missions went wrong so he has a hard time sleeping

4a. When Jasper hears Henry screaming or waking up from his nightmares, he always rushes over to his room and comforts him until they both fall back asleep.. sometimes he gets in Henry’s bed and he just hugs/ cuddles him

4b. Henry has a harder time when Charlotte leaves for school bc she was MUCH better at calming him down from his anxiety and panic attacks than Jasper (although Jasper tries his best). They become more frequent and uncontrollable and he sometimes isolates himself, making Jasper worry.

4c. Ray also has nightmares, but it’s a recurring one of Henry dying on a mission when he was young. He wants to be seen as this “manly independent” man, so he doesn’t really entrust this information to anyone (unless you count credenza later but that’s technically DF). Schwoz sometimes comes in early to work on a project and hears it happening, sometimes comforting him back into a restful sleep without Ray waking up or figuring out it is Schwoz helping him.

5. Schwoz comes and visits in Dystopia when he’s not busy with DF but Ray doesn’t as much.. Schwoz goes on about DF and how cool they are- but you can tell he misses the ogs

6. For Halloween once, Ray dressed as Batman, Henry as Robin, Charlotte as Starfire, Jasper as beast boy, and Piper as Raven

7. When Jasper brought home his first boyfriend, Henry starting acting very jealous, trying to one up his actions and compliment himself- that was when he realized he was bi

8. Sometimes when Charlotte and Henry are alone on the couch, she runs her hand on his chest and back, pointing to each of the scars and asking him to tell the story of how he got it. She never gets tired of hearing the stories.

9. Their main types of love language:

Henry: acts of service and quality time

Charlotte: words of affirmation and acts of service

Jasper: gift giving and quality time

Ray: words of affirmation and acts of service

10. Henry and Charlotte def kissed each other after the “I dream of danger” events… they wanted to see what they really felt about each other but never really figured it out until after the last episode’s blimp incident/ them moving to Dystopia

11. When they were younger, Henry and Charlotte definitely did the “when we’re older I’m gonna marry you” fake proposal with a fake little ring (prob a ring pop)- they both pretend they forgot about it but they remember it very clearly

12. Henry is a Virgo. He is hardworking, sassy, committed to his job and his friends (he’s basically me)

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Piper: Lesbian

Charlotte: Pan or Demi

Henry: Bi

Jasper: Gay

Schwoz: trans

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My Chenry playlist:

My Reddit:

[sokoneedsagun]

Some dc hot takes because I’m feeling brave

(These are all opinions if you disagree it’s fine)

- modern portrayals and especially ones from the 2010’s of Harley Quinn fucking disgust me. Harley didn’t originate in the comics, she originated in a show for children. And for some fucking reason dc turned her into a weird sex symbol. “but oh it’s empowering to her” please shut up.

- Jade and Roy should have more interactions, they’ve been getting some recently especially in the absolute power tie in’s but Jades character has just been so fucked for so long that she deserves more

- dc needs to stop forgetting their characters fucking origins. Because did you guys know Zatanna was Romani and Jewish? because I didn’t till I looked it up, because dc has a horrible habit of saying a character is from a culture but never showing it

- Red hood and the outlaws was a disgusting over-sexualization and completely mischaracterized Starfire. ESPECIALLY HAVING HER FORGET ABOUT DICK SO SHE COULD FUCK HIS BROTHER.

- dc and the fandom have forgotten so much about Stephanie Brown, especially the plot arks about her baby, when she died due to black mask, and nearly her entire Robin run

- de-aging Connor hawke and Rose Wilson for the Damian Wayne Robin series made no sense. Rose is Jason’s age and Connor is closer to Tim or Jason’s

- changing rose’s backstory was complete bullshit, making her have both eyes again but still wear the eyepatch (mostly in fanart) is just weird

- we all forgot about the riddlers brain tumor way too fast

- Selina Kyle has been diminished to nothing more then a love interest for Bruce Wayne, it’s very rare that she gets an interaction where it isn’t with him or talking about him, and dc needs to bring the Gotham city sirens back (not that one Harley Quinn book though, I read that, it was fucking disgusting.)

- speaking of that book! Stop dressing Harley like a literal fucking school girl. If you’re into that and mention it in your comic, you’re a fucking creep. And stop treating Harley like she’s an idiot just because she’s mentally ill.

- female dc characters are constantly used just to push men’s storylines further and it’s been such a long time since a woman got something just about her for once. (I will say, the new poison ivy/swamp thing feral trees comic does such a good job with ivy)

[samgirl98]

Mending a Family 2/?

Prev | Next

TW: MENTIONS OF SUICIDE/ SUICIDAL IDEATION

Disclaimer: I don't know anything about Roy Harper except what I've learned through fandom and Wiki. Please excuse me if he is out of character. Roy accidentally finds Jason.

Roy couldn’t believe his eyes. Jason Todd stood a few feet in front of him. The same Jason Todd who died years ago. He had red hair instead of black, and his eyes were green instead of blue. He was taller and broader, and a kid was hanging to his leg.

Roy would recognize him anywhere, no matter how much he had changed.

(Jason’s death was the reason he fell to alcoholism and tried to commit suicide via Killer Crocodile.)

“Daddy, I want to get closer to the edge,” Lian said.

Lian had wanted to see Niagara Falls for her sixth birthday. He never imagined he would run into a dead boy.

Jason hadn’t noticed him yet. Roy had no idea what to do. It’s not as if he could Dick and say, “Hey, how have you been? Did you know your dead brother is walking around Niagara Falls with a kid in tow?”

Roy could imagine how that conversation would go.

“Sorry, sweetie, it’s too dangerous,” he answered his daughter a beat later. His little girl pouted. Roy couldn’t help but smile. He loved Lian so much it hurt sometimes.

Suddenly, the little boy holding on to Jason looked at Roy with eerie green eyes before tugging on Jason’s pants and pointing at Roy. Jason looked at them. Roy watched as Jason’s eyes grew in fear before he got the little boy and ran. Well, if that wasn’t confirmation, Roy didn’t know what was.

Roy didn’t want to leave Lian alone, so he let his old friend run from him. It seemed he had some favors to call.

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Raven was the only person Roy could think would help him without wanting to spill the beans right away. Wally was Dick’s best friend and would tell him immediately that they found his little brother alive; Starfire was out of the picture for similar reasons. Garth wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret. Cyborg could go either way. And Donna would want to go to Dick without even investigating first. So, Raven it was.

 Once Roy explained who he saw and why he went to her, Raven agreed to help him.

She teleported them to Niagara Falls.

“There is a feeling of death here; it’s very strong.”

“Well, he did die. If he’s back…”

Raven shook her head, “It’s more than that. It feels like death magic but not malicious.”

Roy blinked. How was death magic not malicious?

Raven lifted him telekinetically, and they flew past the Canadian border.

Twenty minutes later, they landed in front of a little cottage in the middle of the forest. Jason was sipping a cup of tea on the porch on a rocking chair. He glared at Raven and Roy.

“If you wake my kid, I’m gonna kill you,” he threatened in a low voice. “What do you want, Harper? Did Dick send you?”

Roy blinked at Jason’s hard tone, and then what he said caught up to him.

“Dick, why would Dick send me? Aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

Jason snorted.

“Of course, they didn’t tell the hero community about the failure of the Batfamily coming back,” he said bitterly.

Roy blinked and turned to Raven, who frowned. Then what Jason said hit him, “Wait, Dick knows you’re back?!”

An hour later, Roy knew everything, and he was fuming. Dick had no right to keep something like this from him. So Jason had come back angry and spiteful; who cared? He was better now. Roy could understand not telling the whole damned world, but he couldn’t have told Roy that Jason was back? Roy almost committed suicide because of Jason’s death!

“So, how does the kid factor into all of this?”

Jason drank the rest of his now cold tea.

“I found him when he got spat out through a portal. I couldn’t leave him. I know it sounds weird, but I have a connection with him. We’re similar.”

“Not similar,” Raven said, “the same. Whatever he is, you are, too.”

Jason smiled sadly, “We’ve been touched by death and came back different. He’s not fully human. He’s half ghost, half human. Please, don’t tell the Bats you found me. They’d take him away from me, and I don’t think I’d survive it.”

Raven put a hand on Jason’s shoulder, and he felt a wash of calm come over him.

“Don’t worry; I know how you feel. I won’t tell anyone.”

“Me either, kid.”

Jason gave them a grateful smile. His eyes were suspiciously wet,

“Thank you.”

There was a beat of silence.

“So, when can we meet the tyke,” Roy asked.

Jason frowned, “When he wakes up. He doesn’t sleep enough, so I try to let him catch his Zs.”

“But I’ve been awake this whole time, papa,” a small voice said; no one was around.

Roy looked a bit spooked, and Raven looked surprised. Jason sighed.

“Danny, show yourself.”

A little boy with black hair and blue eyes appeared before them.

“Chum, you’re supposed to be asleep.”

“I couldn’t sleep; I felt a weird spirit’s presence. I wanted to make sure you were safe.”

Danny looked at Raven.

“You’re not like me and daddy, but you’re not fully human, either. What are you?”

“Danny, that’s rude,” Jason scolded him.

Danny pouted, and Raven laughed.

“It’s okay, Jason, he’s just curious. I’m half-human, half-demon.”

“That’s so cool! Me and daddy aren’t fully human, either. We’re halfas—half-human, half-ghost.”

“Danny, I’ve already told you I’m not a halfa. I don’t have any powers.”

“Okay, whatever you say, papa,” Danny said in a sing-song voice. Jason sighed.

Suddenly, Danny turned serious and pierced Raven and Roy with an intense look, “You’re not going to tell those bad people about us, right? They hurt daddy.”

Both Roy and Raven looked at each other. Raven flinched when she felt Jason’s overwhelming sadness and grief hit her. He was fingering a scar he had on his throat. How had he gotten it?

“Danny-lad, I already told you; I hurt them first. It’s okay; you don’t have to be mad at them.”

Danny’s eyes turned an eerie shade of neon green that had Raven shivering in her skin. Jason’s eyes turned into the same shade in response.

“It’s okay, Danny,” Raven tried to reassure the kid, “Nobody will find out about Jason from us.”

Danny looked at her for a while longer before nodding.

“Good, they don’t deserve him.”

Jason sighed.

“C’mon, I’ll make us some breakfast.”

Raven got up and followed the boys into the little cottage. She frowned as she felt a disturbance in the air. She looked south; something big was coming.

Hundreds of miles away, a green portal opened. A young teenage girl with red hair and glowing, teal eyes stepped out with a toddler in her arms. She was armed to the teeth.

“C’mon, Ellie, let’s go find our brother.”

Jazz is here! Is it a bit early, maybe, but I couldn't help myself. I chose Raven as the Titan to help find Jason because of her empath powers. She'd be able to understand Jason, and she's half-human like Danny and Jason. Jason is in denial that he is a halfa, but his powers will come in the future. We might not see the Batfam for two or three chapters.

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[spaceprincessem]

coming out of my cage to post for robstar week (@robxstar) because i recently rewatched teen titans and i love robstar so bad. wasn't feeling very creative and they just helped me write some lil fun self-indulgent things 💖 now i can share with all of you

day 1 - friends to lovers

she's the tear in my heart

It wasn’t long after the completion of the Tower that the roof became their spot.

Robin loved to watch the sunset over the bay and Starfire found freedom in the star speckled sky.

The first few nights, when they were just beginning to understand how to coexist with each other he’d always find her staring up at the sky late into the night. He wondered if she missed being part of the greater universe, flying past galaxies and spinning through the vastness that both terrified and humbled him.

He didn’t have to ask if she was missing home.

There was a deep longing, a sadness that shimmered in the shadows of her eyes, one that even the brightest smile couldn’t chase away. 

These days she calls Earth her home and Robin’s never been more thankful to exist in the same place as someone else.

“Hey,” he smiles, finding her knees tucked up to her chest right on the edge where she always is.

“Hi.” She returns the smile, warm and soft and something that is just for him.

It makes his heart beat harder, a traitorous pitter patter he’s long given up the fight to stop. Batman taught him a lot of things, but never how to defeat a hunger that runs so deep that he feels the ache in his bones. How to unwant someone because being with them isn’t something you’re allowed to have.

He takes his place next to her, touching as much as possible; a searing line of heat from shoulder to hip bone. 

There’s a steady hum beneath his skin that wants and wants and wants.

It’s late or, really, just very early. Dawn will be breaking over the city soon, their horizon one of the last to see the sun rising in the sky. 

“You know,” Starfire says quietly, “it has been a year since we all met.”

Robin knows and not just because they all agreed to celebrate the anniversary of forming the Titans and their friendship. He will never forget that fateful day. As much as he hates to admit it, he was a little lost in the shadow of Batman, needing to set off on his own. New town and a new start.

He wasn't expecting to find his family.

Or the love of his life.

But he keeps that close to his chest; locked up tight with no chance of seeing daylight.

“Best day of my life.” Robin admits.

He can hardly stop himself from admitting deeper truths when Starfire is by his side. She tilts her head, hair falling over her shoulder as she eyes him curiously.

“Okay.” Robin laughs, “maybe best is a weird way to describe it, but I got to meet all of you, and I’m honestly not sure where I would be if we hadn’t.”

Probably in the depths of Slade’s clutches, destroying a city instead of saving it.

“I have also thought about that.” Starfire says, her gaze back on the sky.

A coil white hot and wicked slithers through Robin’s ribcage. He doesn’t have to ask to know what she’s imagining. The Citadel. He’ll never forget the way she said prize as if her agency didn’t matter. 

As if Starfire didn’t matter.

A royal princess that paid the ultimate price; sacrificing her freedom for her planet and people. She was starved and restrained, terrified out of her mind because of the horrors that awaited her. It still makes Robin sick to his stomach. 

Without thinking he presses closer and Starfire unwinds, letting her legs dangle off the edge of the tower as she takes up the space Robin offers her.

“I do not often have nightmares anymore of what could have been,” she says quietly, “but I suppose on such occasions it is not a surprise.”

Robin takes her hand, the need to touch and comfort too great. Something in his skin settles when her fingers lace between his own.

“You’re safe,” he reminds her. “You’re here, with us, and I won’t ever let anything happen to you.”

“I know.”

Robin can see the depths of green in her eyes, like an old growth forest with flecks of gold. Her gaze is heavy — honest — and Robin’s breath catches in his throat. He’s never known someone to have so much faith in him, despite his flaws and limitations and everything he’s done, Starfire believes in him. 

He imagines sliding his hand to cup her cheek, slotting their mouths together like they were made to fit, because Robin knows they were. 

 Not yet

Starfire’s knowing smile relieves some of the guilt and ache in his chest. He owes her so much and maybe one day he can return the favor.

“I believe we saved each other that day,” she squeezes his hand, thumb brushing gently over Robin’s skin.

I love you, Robin thinks unbidden.

“Yeah,” he swallows, choking back the swell of emotions, like the waves of a tsunami being sucked back out to sea, “we did.”

The sun catches over the tower, the water shimmering with the promise of a new day.

“If I recall,” Starfire says lightly, “I promised Cyborg that I would help make his famous three layer cake for our celebration today.”

“Starting at dawn?” Robin laughs as they stand up, hands still clasped together.

Starfire starts to say something, but a loud crashing sound from the kitchen answers Robin’s question. It’s followed by a string of curses causing Robin and Starfire to fall into each other laughing. 

“Come,” Starfire says as she tugs him towards the door, “I believe Cyborg is in need of rescuing.”

Robin just smiles fondly as she leads him back into the tower, counting down the seconds to when he never has to let go.

[lothirielswandc]

TEAM DAMIRAE OR TEAM KONRAE?

Superman & Batman

Bruce Wayne: You're really asking us that question?

Clark Kent: I think it’d be nice to have Raven as a daughter in-law. 

Bruce Wayne: You can't have her, Kent. She’s too cool. And she fits our aesthetic better.

Clark Kent: You’re Batman: you literally adopt everybody. You tried to adopt Barry once. And you already have Kory, you can't take Raven, too!

Bruce Wayne: She’s already hitting it off with our villains.

Clark Kent: Raven and Luthor could get along; they both meditate and share a genuine disgust towards people.

Bruce Wayne: I can already hear the future screams ringing out from that scenario. 

Nightwing & Starfire

Dick Grayson: Yeah, Damian’s just a more decent human being around Rachel, so...you know. 

Koriand'r: You know, if I married you, and Raven married Damian, we could both have a double wedding AND we’d be sister in-laws. *gasps* We could take one of those family photos on the beach together, where we’re all in the white shirts and denim and we’re jumping! Wouldn't that be so amazing? 

Raven & Superboy

Rachel Roth: Um…

Conner Kent: You're really being put on the spot here.

Rachel Roth: I am. 

Conner Kent: I can make a suggestion, if you like, milady.

Rachel Roth: Thanks...milord. *shakes head and bites back a smile*

Poison Ivy & Zatanna

Poison Ivy: Ugh, it's such a hard decision! Raven and Robin have so much in common—and if Raven started dating him, she could stay in Gotham more. But Superboy has a much sweeter personality.

Zatanna Zatara: I know! And they’re both so good-looking.

Poison Ivy: Oh yeah, they’re heart throbs.

Zatanna Zatara: If I were a teenage girl, I would probably be obsessed with them.

Poison Ivy: Creepy, but relatable. Who would you choose, then?

Zatanna Zatara: Oh boy. Um...I think I would go with Damian. He’s so dark and mysterious. And Raven told me that he lets her cut bagels with his samurai swords.

Poison Ivy: He's a keeper.

Zatanna Zatara: Yep. Plus Conner’s advanced hearing would make me feel so uncomfortable. What if he hears me crunching on potato chips a room over or something? 

Poison Ivy: I don't think I could date someone who could hear everything. 

Harley Quinn & John Constantine

John Constantine: Superboy. He'll be easier to kill if he breaks my kid’s heart.

Harley Quinn: Aww. Dad goals. 

John Constantine: And he’s nice and all...also it would really piss off Clarky to have a closer relationship with me. 

Harley Quinn: So, basically, Team Superboy for revenge and spite. I LOVE it! 

Cyborg & Shazam

Billy Batson: Team Jacob :D

Victor Stone: Dude. No. 

Beast Boy & Blue Beetle

Garfield Logan: You know, I actually used to have a HUGE crush on Raven.

Jaime Reyes: Seriously? Wow, it's hard to imagine the two of you together. Is this the hidden ship? It would be super weird if, after all of this, she ended up with you.

Garfield Logan: HAHAHAHAHAHA......yeah.

[thesharktanksdriver]

Any thoughts or ideas of DC Comics!magical girl reader in the Teen Titans (2003 version)?

Bro I love 2003 teen titans sooo muchhhhhh. It was so good.

In dc magical girls timeline Dick is already grown up but meeting 2003 Dick would definitely interesting! I imagine in this some dimensional shenanigans happened leading to the 2003 cast ending up in their universe.

She’d get along with them like a house on fire, it’s honestly kinda funny how the moment the crew of teens spit her she somehow integrates with them seamlessly.

I imagine magical girl y/n as kinda deadpan most times and somewhat stoic. It’s kinda a product of her childhood (or lack thereof one) and being slightly jaded with the world due to her duties to protect it. So having kids her age who are shackled with something similar yet are more optimistic (hell even Raven seems more happy than her sometimes) kinda lifts her mood.

I’d say within the group she’d find them all to be uplifting but would especially like how they try their best to make her feel like her age again.

Starfire takes to try and engage with “girly” stuff the Tamaranian girl had seen in tv shows and magazines. Having “girls nights” where Starfire, along with Raven and the batgirls force y/n to enjoy things they once never had the time nor privilege to experience. Things like painting her nails or even just the simplicity of having another girl to talk to about things like dealing with societal pressures and the influx of weird creepy guys despite being literal children. Along with this Starfire would absolutely be obsessed with y/n’s ability to change their magical girl outfits and Rigel. Y/n would most definitely at one point twin with Starfire and the two would be a dynamic duo.

With Raven there would be a kinda camaraderie in both being magic users that have to deal with larger and more complicated threats. Raven didn’t exactly have the best childhood and neither did y/n, the both of them having to grow up faster than everyone to protect not only themselves but others as well. Along with this the two of them are more of a quiet force, though for different reasons. While no one sees the two of them openly talking much they’d definitely have a deep and quiet kinda friendship. One where in the middle of the night they sit atop Wayne manor and just kinda enjoy the silence or speak their minds.

For Cyborg he kinda just took one look at them and being the extrovert that he is adopted them. Not in the literal way but in the way an extrovert spots an introvert and someone absorbs them into their friend group kinda way. Either or he acts as y/n’s voice in some situations and makes sure they’re included. He’s a bright and inspirational pillar to y/n, someone who’s not only strong and intelligent but also is able to balance being a kind and loving person. Though he can be serious when he needs to he’s can also struck a balance between that and cracking jokes. I’d like to think that when seeing y/n’s more stoic composure he makes a challenge with the others in who can make her smile more. Like he’s tallying everything down, small barely visible smiles are 1 point, a somewhat clear one is 2, ones where it’s a full on one is 3 points and a laugh/giggle is 4 points.

You’d best bet beast boy is acting like a hyperactive ball of sunshine who doing as many cheesy puns as possible. It’s kinda like how he is with Raven but with less threat of being sent to the shadow realm and more just blank face stoicism with a small shimmer of amusement he can see in their very tired eyes. Though he can loud and a bit childish y/n would really enjoy his presence even if they don’t outwardly say it. If he’s smiles and sunshine then their the calm peaceful presence looming beside him as he drags them away to go and play video games. He’d definitely at some point shapeshift into a ferret to look like Rigel, the “real” ferret giving a small sound that seemed like a chuckle as it curled around your neck. At some point Damien is probably dragged into a weird friendship with him, cyborg and y/n. Two extroverts and two introverts on all ends of the scale.

Robin/Dick would definitely be the most interesting of the bunch especially considering how there’s an older version of himself and the Robin currently is Bruce’s biological kid who’s wielding a sword at everyone. Either way Robin being ever resourceful adapts with his team and strikes a friendship with the relative oddball in the Wayne manor. Both 2003 Robin and y/n in a lot of ways are similar due to the responsibility on their shoulders and having to be at the forefront of it. But unlike y/n Dick is able to better cope and handle it which he sees y/n still somewhat struggle with. Both he and the alternate older version of himself kinda team up together in dragging y/n away from tirelessly working or going on patrols alone. Along with that he’s kinda able to see when he himself is pushing himself too far and how that hurts not only himself but others through y/n.

Sorry this took so long to answer and how lengthy it is lol

[yellowocaballero]

that Jason and Tim in the diner snippet was everything I could have ever wanted.... you're so good at writing Jason and youre absolutely my favorite writer of him (which I should mention is very big considering how many Jason fics I've read) and just. head in my hands. he's such a fucking weirdo. and so is tim. everyone in this family is so weird. I love it

Thank you!!! Wild to hear considering how I've written him substantially once and tangentially once. I think the fandom's a bit overfocused on him (and Tim), and while I've read some really really good Jasons I've also seen some more boring ones. I think my opinion can partially boil down into: you know that he doesn't, like, have to rejoin the family, right? That it might not even be the best thing for him? That a happy ending doesn't necessarily have to include Jason resuming his old place in the family? Maybe we can leave him alone to be in his shitty apartment and smoke weed and be in a polycule with Roy and Starfire.

Covid Puppy actually had a LOT of things to say about Jason. He haunts the narrative fucking bigtime. There's stuff to say about it. Here's a little bit of the story's opinions about Jason, and the role Jason has in this mythology.

As a little bit of context: in a certain point in the comics, Batman was an urban legend. This is a whole thing in Covid puppy, and the story utilizes Batman as a mythological god-like figure. Tim worships that figure, in his own way. Jason has always been a story Tim's told himself, and Jason is the story that Tim wants to tell through the voice of Robin.

Morons arguing under the cut.

By the time Tim and Jason finally met up again, Tim was carefully scrutinizing a baggie of coke and Jason was carrying a stack of polaroids paperclipped together. They stopped short and looked at each other. Tim eyed the polaroids with ill-disguised interest. Jason looked confused, right up until he looked pissed. 

He slammed the door shut behind him, striding forward and grabbing the baggie out of Tim’s hands. He throttled the bag in his fist, and for the first time Jason actually looked furious.

“Who the fuck gave you this? Who the fuck is giving coke to a minor?”

“The girl you told me to chat up gave it to me.” Jesus, look at this. Yet again Tim had fucked up a basic assignment in some stupid and inscrutable way. “And I’m undercover as, like, an adult. Was this not supposed to happen?”

“No! Yes! Ugh, whatever.” Jason crammed the baggie in his pants, as if he was remotely hiding it from Tim or removing it from reach whatsoever. “You do a lot of drugs, kid?”

Despite common sense, Tim had the impression that there was a right and wrong answer here. Lucky that he didn’t have to lie. “Too dangerous. Everyone took the real drugs years ago, and we’ve been living off homebrew dope since. That shit could be cut with anything. Mad Hatter and Killer Croc are the main manufacturers anyway, so you’re kinda choosing between pedophile brainwash juice and sewer juice. No thanks. I don’t take anything Ivy doesn’t grow.” At Jason’s tilting eyebrow, Tim hurriedly said, “Weed! Her weed! For teens!”

She grew shit that was not weed, but that's none of Tim’s business. She mostly reserved it for personal use - she could have made a killing if she widely sold it, but Ivy wanted to keep the rest of Gotham as miserable as possible to keep making her own utopia look even better. She eschewed worldly greed, mainly because it kept up her saintly self-concept and reminded everybody else that she had fresh strawberries and they were eating garbage. All mana was kept strictly in-house. This was, of course, a massive deviation from Tim’s other living situation. 

“I found that out for myself, thanks.” Jason looked somewhat mollified. Tim’s heart rate settled down. “Keep it that way. Nothing’s more dangerous than regular coke cut with God-knows-what.”

What was Tim’s life? So much for the consistency teens supposedly need. Dick’s parenting books were nothing but lies. “Bro, you can either stop me from doing drugs or you can be a drug lord. Can’t do both.” 

“What am I, some kind of role model?” Jason snapped. He probably just wanted to look scary, but he couldn’t chase off the human shadow over his expression. “I’m not your parent, I’m not your brother, so it doesn’t matter what I do. Just don’t do any of it!”

Tim was way too drunk for any of that to make sense. It didn’t make sense at all. It probably didn’t even make sense to Jason, no matter how badly he wanted it to. Jason didn’t want Catherine Todd to take up any space in this conversation - in this life Jason had chosen to live. She wouldn’t have wanted this for him. Tim wondered what his parents had wanted for him. An Ivy League, maybe?

Was that unfair? Tim didn’t mean it that way. Tim just didn’t remember his family stressing out about stuff like that. They had just wanted him to be successful - because, implied therein, he would be happy. He couldn’t remember anything more specific than that. Maybe they just hadn’t spoken about it. Maybe they’d all assumed that there would be time enough for that when he was older. When he was older…

“If you’re not my brother,” Tim said, “then give me that coke back.”

Jason froze. He squeezed his eyes shut, banishing something before Tim could see it, before forcing them open. “It’s gonna be part of the rules that kids don’t get drugs. I’ve already decided. I’m gonna be better than Roman Sionis. A thousand percent. I’m going to fix things, Tim. There’s not gonna be any more kids like you and me in Gotham. So stop being a brat and getting in my way.” 

Tim couldn’t help it - he laughed. He fell back onto the bed, letting the world dip and whirl. His vision was swimming. Being drunk for almost twenty four hours straight was surprisingly un-fun. Tim had really just been trying to score a spring break experience here. Like a normal kid, partying with his zombie drug lord pseudo-brother. Brother via another man with Eldest Daughter Syndrome’s manifestations. Not a brother at all. How could he be? That would require having somebody other than Cass. 

“That’s such a Jason Todd thing to say!” Tim cackled. He knew his words were slurring, but Tim thrived on living down to expectations. “Your whole-ass plan’s revolving around doing the opposite of what Jason Todd would do, but that was a bonafide Jason Todd speech -”

Jason snarled, but Tim couldn’t see if his eyes were flashing green. The ceiling fan was churning so excellently. “Don’t fucking talk about me like I’m a character!”

“Wasn’t that the point? That there was something Robin would do, something you would say? If it’s not a story, then Jason Todd’s just a dead boy. It’s the story that keeps you alive. That’s the story I couldn’t let die.” Tim’s world was ducking and weaving. He didn’t really know what he was saying anymore. “Do you think a regular kid can come back to life? So don’t complain…who wouldn’t want to be Jason Todd, you know?” 

“You’re the only person insane enough to think that way.” Jason’s voice was twisted, shaking with tension and Tim couldn’t tell why. “Batman as a commedia dell’arte character, that was all Dick. I was the one who made him into an anthropomorphized force of nature, a damn pantheonic god. He was supposed to be the god of justice. What the hell happened to that?” 

Tim pushed himself up on trembling arms, braving the motion-sickness to squint at Jason. He looked sick too. “Are you kidding? Batman’s more of a god than ever. He’s been the answer to Gotham’s prayers for years.”

“Rich kid! Gotham sound like a prayer to you? It’s a cry for justice!” Jason stepped forward and jabbed a finger at Tim’s chest. Tim managed not to flinch this time. Maybe it was the waver in Jason’s voice. Lost, and calling for home. “Batman’s the cry that’s heard. He’s meant to listen! But all Bruce ever hears is the sound of his own voice. The Joker needed justice and he didn’t listen. His own damn children are crying for help and he couldn’t hear them. Who the hell is telling the story now? Is anybody even listening? Am I the only one left who gives a shit?”

And, despite everything, Jason had managed to hurt Tim after all. 

“What about me?” Tim asked. “Do I look like I don’t give a shit?”

“You look like a cultist.” Jason’s face was hard, and no shadow crossed it. In this, at least, he held conviction. “I never wanted Robin to end up like you. You’re the last thing I fucking wanted. Bruce spat on my fucking grave with you.”

Wow. Ha ha. That had been fun while it lasted. Having delusions was great. Fantasies, dreams, wishes - warmth in a cold night, so long as they stayed stories. Fantasies weren’t meant to come true. A dream that came to life was a nightmare. Tim had to wonder if he was having a nightmare right now. 

Jason Todd hated Tim Drake. Well, get in fucking line. 

“You’re right,” Tim said brightly. The world was spinning, but Tim’s head felt bright and clear. Too bright to see. “I’m Bruce’s fuck-up. He tells me that all the time. But I guess that means I’m your fuck-up too. So take some responsibility, will you?” Tim laughed a little, and Jason’s eyes widened. “I listened to every word you had to say, Jason. I loved each one. So if you’re gonna blame Bruce for filling this fucked up kid’s head with poison, then you better blame yourself too. Or man up and beat me half to death like you meant to do.”

Jason recoiled, and Tim laughed again. “How’d you -”

“Read your diary. Duh. You did a shit job hiding it, by the way.” He hadn’t, but Tim was good. “C’mon, Jason. Fix your mistake.”

But Jason only stared at him, holding himself as if he was wounded. As if Tim was the one who had written incredibly detailed plans to beat him to death.

Sorry. Almost to death. The ‘almost’ had been underlined. Jason wouldn’t kill Tim. And Tim forgave him for it, because Tim would forgive him anything. He was already forgiving him this. Why wouldn’t he? 

The answer loved the question. The response loved the call. The echo loved the shout. Batman loved Gotham, Robin loved Batman, and Dick loved Bruce. The pain loved the injury, the blood loved the crowbar, the rubble loved the explosion, and Tim loved Jason. Even though Cass was the only person who would ever love him.

But Jason just stood there, looking at him. The hypocrite and coward. Tim knew what his body was saying, but he no longer had any interest in hearing it. Tim stood up, wrenched the bedroom door open, and stalked away. Jason didn’t follow him.

Which was a good thing. He ran into a wall twice. If Jason had seen that then he might have actually died from embarrassment. Because he still cared. For some reason.

Maybe he wasn’t drunk enough.

[everyones-favorite-butchboy]

wheres my fucking raestar x reader fic. reader thats masc and uses he/him but its still a lesbian/sapphic polyamory. screw that. wheres my raestar. bbrae is cute and all but honestly it gives annoying little brother to me. robstar is alr. idk shipping robin with his teammates feels weird for some reason. idk feels like hes the mom friend that doesnt date in the friend group because those are his children (not actually but yk what i mean). if you do ship bbrae or robstar or whatever i dont really care. its not that big of a deal, just fictional blorbos so please dont start the whole shipping discourse. thats not the purpose of this. im just indulging a little cuz im feeling sad. i love raestar. i remember as a young lad feeling like they should kiss. fuck im a writer. im gonna write some quick lil headcanons. maybe a blurb or two. cuz i love the bubbly pink femme x sarcastic goth femme. theyre so cute.

headcanons for my favorites… RAESTAR! (lmao it kinda looks like the bi flag. bi4bi????)

starfire doesnt understand homophobia or have any concept of it. raven however is very used to being insulted and called slurs and is vaguely closeted because of this.

also because of ravens powers being so connected to her emotions, she is absolutely pissed when she realizes she likes starfire. its incredibly inconvenient to like someone on the team.

starfire is the first to confess because raven thinks that if she represses it enough itll go away.

SOMETHING LIKE THIS

“Raven, may I speak with you?”

Raven raised an eyebrow and floated to her door. It opened with a whoosh and she saw Starfire standing there, looking particularly nervous. Raven’s own feelings of nervousness bubbled and she tried to push them down, tilting her head and clearing her throat.

“What is it, Star?” she internally cringed at the annoyance in her voice. Starfire flinched too.

“I was wondering if you wished to join me in the painting of the toenails. I believe on Earth it is called a ‘girl’s night’,” her musical voice sounded, lighting up Raven’s unused heart with its gentle notes. An emotion started to stir in the recesses of her body and something on her bed started to move as well.

“No,” she deadpanned, listening to the object thump against her covers. Starfire looked like a kicked puppy.

“May we partake in the human sentiment of the date another time then?”

“Date? You said this was a girl’s night.”

“Are they not the same? I wish to hang out with the girl I have a… ‘crush’ on.”

Various crashings sounded from the inside of Raven’s room. Her face grew hot and her palms sweaty.

“You don’t know what you’re saying,” she choked out as she slammed the door. Starfire, however, was fast enough to stop her. The door shook in the girls’ opposing grasps.

“A ‘crush’ is someone that gives you the flying butter in your stomach. You also partake in the ‘daydream’ about them. Although I fail to see the reason for naming them in such a way. I do not wish to crush you.”

Raven stared at Starfire with wide eyes. More stuff crashed in the background.

“I can’t afford to have crushes, Star. You know how it affects my powers to feel things.”

“Is that why your possessions are flying around your room?”

“Yes,” she spoke through gritted teeth. “Leave. Now.”

“I do not wish to hurt you, Raven.”

“Then leave! I can’t control it around you,” she sounded like she was in pain. Just as much as Starfire was. Her grip on the door tightened and it started to crush under their combined strength.

“I can help you.”

“Yeah, by leaving.”

Starfire relented and released her grasp on the door. It slammed shut and she sighed, feeling tears well up in her eyes. She looked at the crushed blue rose in her hand that she had found for Raven. She dropped it in the stoop and left, crestfallen.

yk, that nice angsty bullshit.

but eventually they do get together. theres a lot of mutual pining beforehand

when they are together starfire indulges on petnames. some from her home planet and some from earth. sugar, sweetheart, sweetie, honey, etc. although something tells me its more of a “Earth-born natural sweetener”, “sugary flavored chest muscle”, “bee vomit”. yk how she is. of course theres the “rae” maybe “rae-rae” when shes tired or asking for something

raven doesnt do petnames. the closest is calling starfire star or kori. maybe beloved or love in private.

raven, however, does find starfire’s use of petnames really cute tho.

i feel like raven is the flustered one. she blushes and stutters way more than starfire

starfire painted her nails blue and painted raven’s pink or purple

and maybe with a butch!reader in the mix… this is going to be very self indulgent btw.

you’re probably taller than raven (5’4”) but shorter than kori (5’9”) (at least i know i am)

the three of you stay up late chitchatting and goofing off. granted raven probably sits there only smiling or laughing a little but thats okay.

lets be real. theyre probably both autistic. and you probably are too. yall help each other during meltdowns or nonverbal episodes. sensory stuff yk

they do the femme girlie stuff like go shopping and you follow them and carry their bags and give them advice on different things.

you and kori have figured out raven’s microexpressions and know when she likes something so you plot together to get her presents

raven and you also plot together to get kori presents

they plot together to get you stuff as well

i feel like you and kori got together first (given her adversion to feelings) and then raven got invited. multiple times. by kori.

the three of yall meditate together and raven reads outloud to you and kori when yall wanna sleep

you have matching bracelets with purple, green, and wtv your eye color is

just some ideas. i dont invite discourse; healthy and productive conversations only. if you have things to add go for it. i reserve the right to delete anything sexual tho.

[trexiejan]

My opinion : Babs was deaged to be with Dick.

Okay so I've seen so many dickbabs shippers try to deny that Barbara was deaged to fit Dick for the purpose of defending dickbabs or make them look better i guess. They keep saying that wasn't the reason why she was deaged. they always point to the 1st time she got deaged.

like why are they so upset when they see people say that. I wonder if they care more about the ship than barbara as an individual character.

cuz if they truly liked Barbara separately from Dickbabs maybe all the anti-dickbabs comments wouldn't be an issue for them. 🤷‍♀️

anyway i'm going to explain why it's true.

here's the thing :

Barbara was deaged more than once.

Crisis on Infinite Earths wasn't the only time she was deaged, she got deaged again in other books/continuites.

So The real question is where did they deage her to be the same age as Dick to make them work not when was she first deaged. (we all know it's always in dickbabs comics where she's written as the same age as dick, i wonder why)

The 1st time she was deaged was in Crisis on Infinite Earths, it was so Jim could be younger but they only decreased her age slightly because she's still written as older than Dick, here is a panel from Secret Origins #20 that was published in 1986 exactly 1 year after she was deaged in Crisis on infinite earths (1985) she said Dick is too young for her and that batman is always the one on her mind. So Dickbabs during this time still has a big age gap so they're still unable to work.

The 2nd time or 3rd time she was deaged is in dickbabs comics where she was finally made the same age as Dick so dickbabs can finally work as romantic pairing. 

Instead of being older she's now written as a part of Dick's generation.

From a congresswoman to someone who went to highschool prom with Dick.

Even Tom Taylor wrote them as childhood sweethearts so he can portray them as soulmates in his comics. a huge wtf moment for me because Babs wasn't originally this young when she first met Dick 😭

pls She had a PHD, has been working as a librarian and congresswoman when dick was still a young boy in gotham.

Barbara is now written as a part of his generation and his one true love since day 1. (from an independent congresswoman to Dick's childhood sweetheart and girlfriend who revolves around him)

Before Dickbabs couldn't work because of their age gap but now they can work. thanks to dickbabs comics deaging barbara again and this time for the sole purpose of reducing Babs into Dick's love interest.

So Just because she wasn't deaged to be with Dick in her 1st deaging doesn't mean she wasn't deaged to be with Dick in her 2nd or 3rd deaging 🙃

Dickbabs shippers can deny it all they want but at the end of the day dickbabs wouldn't have worked out if she wasn't deaged to be the same age as dick.

and even if they're right, let's say for the sake of their argument they're right that babs wasn't deaged to be with dick, it still doesn't change the fact that dickbabs is weird.

Regardless if Babs was deaged to be with Dick or not, It's still weird to see Dick being put in a relationship with a woman who was originally a congresswoman when he was still in highschool.  

It's like deaging Batman into a teenager (like let's say it's because they want to make Bruce appealing to teenagers) but years later they decided to give him a love interest who is also a teenager as part of the new batman stories.

So even though his deaging has nothing to do with women or shipping in the first place, it's still weird to suddenly see Batman in a relationship with women who are a part of dick's generation knowing he was originally much older than them.

Like Bruce/Raven or Bruce/Starfire suddenly becoming a thing 🤢 No amount of deaging would be able to justify those pairings.

The same happened to Barbara she was originally a part of Batman and Superman's generation.

for goodness sake she dated Superman!!!! She was so much older than Dick.

Also remember when Dickbabs was originally a pedo-like ship and it was so controversial and hated the same way Brucebabs was hated today? Because Barbara the adult woman is kissing minor grayson but now she's fully making out and having sex with minor grayson in dickbabs comics.

The reason why Dickbabs fans don't want people talking about this is because they care more about making dickbabs look good than barbara's independence. They don't care that Barbara lost her independence, her phd, her solo careers, her librarian and congresswoman job because of dickbabs shipping.

They don't view Barbara as a character seperate from dick. Barbara is trapped in this relationship because of people like them. They don't fight for Barbara's independence. The only thing they want from her is to be the girlfriend of Dick and nothing else. It is so hard for them to let Barbara Gordon be independent and not just “Nightwings girlfriend."

Barbara's real enemy is the dickbabs ship. Before, she is able to stand on her own, but now she's nothing more than just a love interest who can't live without dick and too dependent on him and his solo books to exist.

DC really needs to get Barbara some actual character building that doesn't involve Nightwing whatsoever but it's hard to do that when she won't even stop chasing Dick nonstop like a dog in his solo books and thinking about him 24/7 because of writers like tom taylor who is always busy making babs' entire personality all about dick than writing solo babs stories.

Dickbabs is unnecessary and disservice to her character, it does nothing for her independence. She is forever demoted to Dick's love interest unless they free her from this ship.

poor babs she deserves better than people who only want to associate her with dick 24/7.

[vee-is-a-clown]

Ok but what if Alteans can take information from someone's head by kissing them? Like Starfire but could be used for more malicious purposes. I'd suppose that Alteans can combat it quite easily but people of other species don't understand it and can't defend their brains.

I'd also imagine that different people store the information and memories in their brains differently. Lance's brain is a comfy book shelf filled with scrapbooks whereas Keith's brain, I think, would be filled with different notebooks with haphazardly notes about the memories. The Alteans don't get the memories the way that the person sees them, they get them in these weird, material-esc forms which they can inspect in the mindscape.

Allura wouldn't have known English, she kissed one of the paladins to inspect their language and also learn about whoever just stomped into her castle with dirty shoes. I'm in favor of her kissing Keith so it gives Lance something to be jealous of. Unfortunately, Allura doesn't understand English so she's desperately trying to grab stuff that looks like it might be about the other intruders to copy and take back to her mindscape and ends up grabbing just a bunch of random stuff.

This would show up for comedic effect by her randomly asking what seems like a stupid question and then they remember she's an alien and then they remember that she's supposed to have Keith's memories and they look over at him and he looks like he's about to die of embarrassment because he in fact doesn't know this really obvious thing and he feels stupid. Alternatively, she uses language or jokes that are very specific to Keith and it freaks people out. This is, of course, before she develops her own sense of the English language and can communicate in her own way. What confuses everyone is the accent. Keith doesn't have a British accent. Why does she? (I certainly don't want to figure out the logic of that so it remains a mystery as well as most Altean culture.)

Allura introduces herself to all the intruders by Keith's memory of them. She's like, "Ah, Pidge. You fucking beat Keith at Uno on board game night and he will never forgive you for that. And Shiro, you are a kind and compassionate man. Hunk, is it Hunk? Or is that just a nickname for friends only? Oh, and Lance."

Even better if Lance is like "I think you should get to know me better. I have so much information in my brain that you need to take a look at." And Allura says, "No, there really isn't."

Btw I'm posting about this because what if Keith and Lance were secret dating and Allura found out from the mice but she was suspicious of Lance's intentions because she knows Lance is like, really flirty with any girl that he sees (including mostly Allura) and also, she's seen those hearts scribbled in the corner of Keith's mind notebook, ok? So she treats Lance a little differently and he notices and pulls her aside alone to ask her what's up and she's like "I know you and Keith are dating and I don't trust that you love him because I know damn well that he loves you and my team's dynamic isn't going to shift because you just had to flirt with another alien girl."

Lance is like "woah, woah, hold on here. I can show you. Just kiss me."

And Allura kisses him and his intentions are true. He loves Keith. Really fucking unfortunately, though, Keith only just walked in on that "just kiss me" part.

[a-regular-amount-of-spiders]

What the future holds

DickKori request fill for @aimikokoro

I did take AGES to get to this, but you know how life gets in the way!

This is a breeding kink fic, and ofc smut so 18+

Sorry if this is a little weird. There was a gas leak in the building when I wrote this. There’s a slightly long prologue, so just skip to the *** for the lead in to smut! Authors Note: Here is the fluffiest, cutest, most loving smut I have ever written Have fun! I’m actually working through all my requests. I know I’m late Lololol.

Dick hadn’t really thought about it that much- seeing his and Starfire's daughter from another universe. It wasn’t a big deal and honestly wasn’t even surprising given the variety of things he’d encountered in his relatively short life. Maybe that’s why it surprised him when today he just couldn't stop thinking about it. What had she looked like when she was younger, what were her favorite toys? Her favorite food? How did her interests grow and change over time? Did she fly or walk first? He wanted to know. He hadn’t thought about it before but now that he is, now that it had come to mind, he just couldn’t stop himself.

This had all started last week, and been further exacerbated today. Dick being Damian’s father in all but name was a known fact that no one ever brought up. Damian had Bruce now, and thinking about all the things he couldn’t have only made him miserable so really he didn’t think much about this seemingly universally accepted fact- until Roy called him. Damian had stowed away on an outlaws mission- the reasoning for which hardly mattered now- and he’d gotten struck with some kind of magic. It made him extremely emotionally vulnerable, so Roy called him. That’s normal, fine even. What Roy said was not normal, and made Dick feel less fine. “Hey, Damian needs his dad-” Was what Roy had said. Dick had cut him off, asking why Jason didn’t just call Bruce, only to receive a curt correction that Damian didn’t need his Father, he needed his Dad. Dick was blue screening even as he put Roy on speaker to text Wally for a pick up. Damian had been staying with him and Kori ever since, and the part of Dick’s brain that continually betrayed him with no remorse kept wondering that if he’s Damian’s Dad, could Kori be his mom?

He’d gotten his answer when he slid into their cozy apartment earlier than usual, and caught them in a conversation at the table- they were talking about relationships. About friendships and how Kori learned how to form them despite her cultural differences, and working around all her traumas. Damian was looking at her with the intent focus he reserved for those he respected. For people he loved. That answer was cemented when Kori hugged Damian on his birthday- scooping him up in her arms and Damian did the same little huff he gave when given affection he wanted but didn’t know how to accept gracefully. Then today, he’d been teaching gymnastics, and somehow ended up deep in a conversation about how good of a parent he would be. How good he was with kids- it had started with one of his students talking about her up and coming baby brother, and then asking if Dick was going to make a kid too and that put the thought of- Well. let’s just say Dick had a lot of thoughts that plagued him on his walk home. *** By the time he walked through the front door, Dick was lost in his head and he didn’t feel great about all the things on his mind. Kori was lounging on their couch, in his shirt, looking long and gorgeous as she always did. Her big curls spilled over the arm onto the floor, and when she smiled at him he fell in love all over again- just as he did everytime.

“What’s the matter?” She sat up immediately, head tilted and worry furrowing her brows. She searched him as though his appearance would provide answers, and he couldn’t help but stiffen under her discerning gaze. He should have anticipated being unable to hide from her. Dick sighed, steeling himself for embarrassment, and hoping she wouldn’t be too uncomfortable.

“It’s nothing serious Kori, I just…” He rubbed the back of his neck, toeing off his shoes and dropping his bag by the coffee table. At least Damian was with the Kents for tonight.

“Just what?” Kori relaxed, but was no less attentive. She’s looking at him like he’s the only person in the world. Kind vibrant eyes empathetic and focused. 

“It’s a few things people said that I’ve been thinking about, which led to thinking about things that I shouldn’t be thinking about as much as I am.” He hesitates in sitting next to her, embarrassed and delaying as much as possible. “Whatever it is, you know I would never judge you” She reaches for his hands, carefully pulling him closer. Her skin is soft and sunshine warm. She feels safe. “Hold that thought” Dick grumbles, but sits next to her. “I, I’ve been thinking about being a dad.” He mutters, stroking the back of her hand. “Is this about Damian?” Kori’s voice is carefully neutral, giving him the space to set the emotional tone. Considerate of him in ways no one else had ever been. “Yes and no. It’s about Damian, and Mar’i, and also just the thought of, well…” He let go of her hand to hide his face. He feels like a pervert, the kind he’d always looked down on.

“And being a dad?” Kori’s voice is still neutral, but he really wishes he knew her opinions right now.

“And you being.” He looks at her, he has to see her face “You being a mom.” He confesses. Dick is surprised to see her blush, as she so rarely does, and even more surprised to see her smile turn sly.

He’s not remotely prepared for her to push him down onto the couch, perching in his lap with a grin.

“Ah, I understand now. Dick, do you feel bad for wanting to have a kid with me?” She rolls her hips, unfairly attractive as she places her hands on his chest to lean forward. Dick squirms under her, arousal sparking up his spine as he clamps down on his own urges.

“I- wouldn’t say it like that.” He stutters out, hands resting on her hips. “I do want that- but that’s not. I could never feel badly about that.” His arousal dulls into a softer, more tender feeling at the thought of having a family with her. Of the future that lies ahead of them. Kori’s smile softens too for a moment, and she kisses him slow and sensual. 

“You’re sweet.” She says against his lips, and Dick smiles.

“So are you.” He wraps his arms around her strong shoulders. “And perfect. And beautiful.” The bubbly affection that always sits in his chest when Kori is close makes him want to laugh for the simple joy of holding her. “So what did you feel bad for?” Kori traces her fingers across his cheeks and neck, a feather-light touch that makes warmth pool in his belly.

“It’s. Wanting to get you.” He waves a hand at nothing “you know” He finishes lamely. Mischief sparks in her eyes once more.

“You want to get me pregnant?” She rolls her hips and if Dick had less self control he might have made a truly embarrassing sound.

“Yes, but it’s your body. It doesn’t feel right to be this into it. To feel this way at the thought of-” Dick isn’t able to finish his sentence because Kori has her tongue down his throat. She kisses the thoughts right out of his brain, and when she pulls back Dick gets the distinct feeling that she’s laughing at him. “If you had no respect for me, then it would be a problem.” She grinds against him, and he whines. She does laugh at him this time “And if there was any doubt about who’s in charge here.” She winks at him, stripping off her shirt with a wonderfully sweet giggle. He loves everything about her. “That’s so unfair. I am the team leader after all.” Dick retorts and it would probably sound a lot more convincing if he had an ounce of a backbone when Kori looked at him like that. “And you are an amazing leader, but here? You’re always so well behaved for me.” She purrs, slipping his shirt off, kissing his sternum and pinning his hands above his head. He half-heartedly tugs against the hold, mostly so she’ll kiss his face. “Be good for me, okay sweetheart?” And say that. He nods, flushed and pliable in her hands. She lets go and he keeps his arms right where she left them. She peppers his face with more kisses.

“We are going to make a baby together, my love.” She tugs his sweats down, running her hands down his stomach. She stroked his cock just to hear him whimper for a while before sinking onto him with little fanfare and no warning. “F-fuck Kori, can I please-” He flexes his fingers, still held perfectly in place until she nods. He grabs her waist, fucking into her with an edge of desperation that has her gasping and smiling down at him, radiant in the late afternoon sun. 

“It’s alright my love, you can let go, you’ve done so well. Make a life with me.” She hauls him up, always stronger than him. He buries his face in her neck as he cums, thinking about what could happen next, holding her, taking care of her. 

“I love you, I love you so much Kori” He babbles into her shoulder, hands threaded through her soft hair as she holds him, kind and slightly protective. She lets him cool down, before tapping his shoulder. He nods, slipping off the couch to his knees and pulling her legs over his shoulders. “Time to see how good of a job you did.” She says, as she tugs him between her legs. He sets to work eagerly, indulging in all that she gives him. They don’t part for many hours, and both of them feel more and more in love with every passing minute.