#steph squawks

[aflamboyanceofflamingos]

Steph, rushing out of the elevator: I just heard, whooping cough sucks, how’s Tim doing?

Dick: On a scale of ‘sounding like the way claymation looks’ to ‘Darth Vader turing off his life support to be dramatic’, his voice is a ‘if a velociraptor was a sea creature’

Steph: Middle of the scale. That’s not too bad, right?

Dick: and was stuck on land.

Steph: Oh we’re off the scale bad- How did this even happen, he’s been virtual since one of the WE board members got sick

Jason: One of Penguin’s goons coughed on him

Steph: That’s it?!

Cass: No spleen. Caught the Clench before.

Duke: How is it that out of all of you, he’s the only one who hasn’t died?

Tim, who has been perfectly aware this whole time on the inside of the isolation room: *annoyed squawking*

Damian: Do we need to cure him? Drake not being able to talk is surely a highlight

Tim: *more annoyed squawking that leads into a coughing fit*

[chaotic-toasters]

Not So Bad

Katie McCabe x Reader

Warnings: so so so cliché

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"Quit yer' yappin', McCabe!" you grumbled, shoulder-checking the long-time gunner as you passed. "I dunno why Jonas has kept ye' for so long when all ye' do is complain."

Your national team captain scoffed, squaring up in front of you as you tried not to grin. "I should tell Eileen to make someone else vice-captain. Maybe have ye' benched, too."

"O-okay, that's enough," Leah intervened, pushing Katie back into position with a shake of her head. "Honestly, you two."

You sent Katie a discreet middle finger, a shit-eating grin on your face as you slipped back into goal. "Do better, McCabe, and stop whinin'! The time ye' took yappin' coulda been used to improve yer' shit shootin'!"

Her nostrils flared as the scrimmage started up again. "Yer' just askin' to be benched, aren't ye'?"

You laughed. "Please. Eileen wouldn't trust our backup keepers during the Euros, and Jonas wouldn't dare switch me out at this stage of the season."

"Will you two shut up?!" Steph hissed, turning around suddenly. "I can't focus on the new tactics when you two are going back and forth faster than Eminem can rap!"

"Sorry, Stephy," you responded, "I can't help it if McBake is gonna be so combative when I give her constructive criticism."

"Stop callin' me that!" Katie scowled. "That was one time, I swear!"

You snickered, easily stopping Alessia's long shot with your foot. "Dunno why it bothers ye' so much, Katiekins. I thought ye' had such good patience."

"OI!" Kim shouted, glaring at you and Katie. "Lotte can hear you both from the other team's backline! Quiet down!"

"Yes, Kimmy," you rolled your eyes, giving Katie a dirty look. "I'll try, but I have to defend meself if that one can't help herself and insults me."

"Y/N!"

You pouted. "Fine, fine."

Steph shook her head, lowering her voice so that only you could hear. "If you wanna talk to Katie so bad, ask her out and chat on a date. Not during trainin' when some of us are actually tryin' to focus."

You flipped her off. "Shut up, Stephy!"

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"Jonas, can't ye' put her on the wing?" you asked. "How'm I s'pposed to focus when she's breathin' down me neck?"

"For the final time, no," your manager denied. "Maybe against an easier team, but there's no way I'm changing up our formation against Chelsea just so you don't have to be near someone you don't like. Besides, you're a professional athlete, you should be able to put your differences on the field aside."

Kyra coughed as she passed, muttering under her breath. "What differences? They're practically the same."

"Shut up, Cooney," you retorted. "I'm nothin' like McBake over there."

Jonas sighed. "You're lucky you're so good at what you do, otherwise I'd have traded you already."

"Yeah, yeah," you dismissed, making your way onto the pitch for the second half. "Whatever ye' say, boss."

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In hindsight, the collision was your fault. Chelsea had won a corner, and as the ball came flying into the box, you'd tunnel-visioned, jumping up to grab it when an elbow collided with your head.

Now, it would have been fine since you caught the ball, but the impact from jumping into the Chelsea player's elbow made you lose your grip on it. Black spots danced in your vision as you fell to your knees, blindly trying to locate the ball as your teammates called for a foul. (Un)fortunately, you found it a few seconds later when it came hurtling at your face.

You squawked in surprise, falling backward at the second hit and blinking rapidly at the sky.

Though your vision was blurred, you could make out a two-layered wall of red surrounding you on both sides, a couple teammates kneeling around you.

You squinted when the person on your left started talking to you, reaching out your hand to grip their jersey and pull them closer so you could hear.

It took a minute, but your vision cleared as the medics made their way onto the pitch.

"Eugh!" You recoiled when you saw who you'd grabbed, reddening and furiously wiping your glove on the grass. "Why ye' so close to me, McBake?"

"Oh, she's fine," Leah said, dismissing the medics with a wave of her hand. "Y/N, try not to break your nose, yeah?"

You nodded distractedly, pouring water from your bottle onto your glove as you tried to disinfect it from Katie's germs. "Mhm."

Before play started up again, Katie mumbled in your ear. "I didn't know ye' were into me like that."

You flushed an even darker shade of red, rubbing the back of your neck. "Dunno what yer' on about, McBake. Get outta here."

"Hm," she looked unconvinced, walking away as play started up again. "Chat after the game."

You dismissed her with a wave of your hand, trying to shake off embarrassment. "Mm, fine."

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"I wasn't- oof!" you yelped as Katie snagged the back of your jersey, dragging you away from Steph and down the tunnel.

Once you were alone in the changing room, Katie released her grip, crossing her arms. "Do ye' think yer' courageous, Y/N?"

You raised your eyebrows. "Yes?"

"So if I dared ye' to do somethin' ye' would do it?"

You scoffed. "Yes."

"I dare ye' to kiss me."

"...what?"

"Did I stutter?" Katie questioned, voice low. "Don't think I can't see through ye'.

"I don't..."

Katie fisted the front of your jersey, leaning in to whisper in your ear. "I didn't know ye' were a chicken."

You could feel her smirk as you smashed your lips into hers, wrapping your arms around her waist.

When she pulled away, she patted you on the cheek with a grin. "Not so bad, eh? We should go out tomorrow."

You gave her a fake dirty look, nodding not-so-begrudgingly. "Fiiiine."

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

Dick standing up for teacher reader? Pleas?

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Dick asked, bursting through the doors of the wedding boutique.

"Dick-"

"Baby I love you. You're beautiful and you can buy whatever dress you want. Or a tux. Or a fucking mini skirt. I don't care-" he broke off his tirade and kissed you, not as gently as he meant to. Leaving one of the shop clerks to steady you on your feet as he turned to round on your mother and step mother who had invited themselves along.

Steph had texted him about the time your mother said you 'looked like a pig' in a specific dress. One that you'd been happy about.

"And you two," Dick said rounding on your mother and step sister with a growl, "Out. Right now."

"You can't make us leave," Your mother huffed, "She's my daughter-"

"Babe?" Dick said over his shoulder, "Do you want them to go?"

"Please."

Your voice is very small. And very timid. And it does nothing to quell the fury. You'd been excited. You wanted to try on dresses and have some fun. Steph and Cass were going. Barbara was going to hook up a video call so your Grandma could be there. It was fine. Your friends were planning pedicures and lunch- It was for you. Just for you. And now you don't even want to do it. All because your mother couldn't just be happy for you.

"You heard," Dick said crossing his arms, "Leave or I call the police."

It took some squawking and some shooing but when they were unceremoniously ushered out by Steph and Cass who were all too happy to do it, Dick turned back to you and held out his hand to help you down. "Is there somewhere we can talk for a minute?" Dick asked the shop owner.

"There's fitting rooms," she said nodding, happy to help now that the disturbance was over.

"Perfect." Dick lead you the direction she indicated quickly and shut the door to a fitting room. It wasn't as private as he wanted but it was something.

"I'm sorry I-"

"Hey," he murmured, "Shhh. No. You're okay. Baby please don't cry." When the Dam breaks all he can do is scoop you up. Wrapping his arms around you and holding you against his chest. "You look so beautiful."

"I just wanted to have a good day."

"You still can, sweetie. You don't look like a pig. Or a slut- whatever those things look like. You look beautiful, okay?" He tilted your chin up and wiped tears off your cheeks with his thumbs. "I have one request for your dress though," he teased. Eyes crinkling at the corners.

"What?"

"Mostly that it either be easy to get out of the way or easy to get you in and out of. I don't think I'm gonna be able to keep my hands to myself."

And when you giggle and thud your forehead against his chest he chuckled, rocking you for a second. "You're gonna be breathtaking," Dick said, "No matter what you pick."

"Okay but. If you don't cry when I come down the aisle I'm gonna go back and we're gonna do it again."

"Duly noted," he said grinning and he bent to kiss your head.

[orionremastered]

do you think you would ever do a wingfic? cause i LOVE your writing style and your shifter fics have lead me to believe that you would be super good at it :]

like brucie would obviously have batwings cause ✨drama✨ and maybe for the rest of the fam they have wings that match their hair colors and personalities? if that makes sense 🫠 and maybe the reader has just super duper soft wings :}

if you ever decide to do something wingfic esq. just know that i would be the first to read :3

with love - @gothammybeloved

Rising from the dead with this one (I have twenty asks in my inbox)

Happy Holidays you mfs

Masterlist

Bruce

Def a bat. Causes him problems with the press having similar wings to Batman sometimes but there's a lot of other people with bat wings so it's generally a baseless accusation. This likely goes for the entire batfam because lots of people have similar bird wings. Ye

I'd think that he and Lucius Fox probably designed some kind of protection for bat wings (and then later of feather wings once he adopted Dick etc) because criminals would purposely or accidentally rip the membrane/break the bones of batfam wings.

Dick

Dick is a Blue Jay because;

A) blue does it need explanation

B) Blue Jays have elliptical wings which are shaped in a way that "allow birds to maneuver tightly in confined spaces and minimize drag for rapid ascent and descent". And it makes sense for Dick who is flexible to concerning degrees. So. Neat

Jason

We have two options here:

A) secretary bird bc they beat the shit out of snakes. I promise. Snakes = dirty criminals yk??? Also that bird looks like it reads Jane Austen

B) Andean Condor which is the largest bird of prey

because Jason is a brick shit house

Tim

Crow/Raven. Doesn't matter cause they're both smart and have been known to use things like tools and other stuff etc.

Also black would fit with the Red Robin suit I'd think so yeah 👍

Damian

Like father like son, so bat wings too. In the League I'd think they would treat the wings of the Al Ghul (I'd wanna say all have bat wings too? Cant see Ra's with bird wings) family as...

Idk but see the vision ok: painting the membrane with special paint that doesn't weigh them down, in gold intricate patterns. They'd have people do it for them but when moving to Gotham, Damian would probably keep doing it himself.

Steph

Red (or yellow) tailed black cockatoo. Cockatoos have a fun personality I think and the wings of the red tailed black cockatoo are black, fitting in with her suit, but also have a fun sprinkle of yellow colouring.

Idk what birds have purple wings I sorry

Cass

An owl with black wings (black banded owl, black barn owl etc.) because:

A) black . Black bat? Like?

B) owls are silent in flight which makes sense for Cass because she's very stealthy and quiet.

Duke

Keeping a trend of Australian birds I think he'd be a rainbow lorikeet. Lovable colourful birds that no one can find a reason to hate except for when there's fifty squawking next to your bedroom cough cough

Have mostly yellow wings. Bonus their chest feathers reflect in ultraviolet light to signal (! See what I did there) to other birds. Let's pretend their wings do that too

Alfred

Some kind of albatross. This man went from British special forces to a butler for billionaires in America. He has travelled. He has seen shit. He makes it look easy

Bonus most albatross species live up and over of 50 years which isn't the longest but still pretty cool.

[deepwithintheabyss]

librarian/avid reader au with jaytim pretty please? <33

Nov 18 2023

another one of those "hey everything (besides the ending) is written but it's been rotting in my folder" and just needs an edit

Pairing: JayTimSteph Words: 2010 Ask Game

Tim groans when he catches sight of Stephanie entering the library. He watches as she looks around for a second before spotting him and making her way over, grinning like the maniac that she is, on the way.

He's sure that if they weren’t in a library she would have been whooping as well, drawing the attention of half the college just so she could embarrass him.

“So Boy-wonder” comes her greeting as she leans onto him heavily and starts to ruffle his hair. Years of exposure to her behavior keep him from ducking away, he still only barely refrains from rolling his eyes though.

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that? Just because I skipped one, one grade doesn’t mean I’m some genius.”

Steph pauses her attempt of making an even bigger mess of his hair, to punch him softly into the shoulder, “We both know that’s not true, you’re just too lazy to do all the work and skip some more.”

Tim tries to shrug her off; so he can go back to sorting through the books, but she clings determinedly to him.

“So where is he? Where’s Mr. My Nerd Levels made Tim Drake Geek Extraordinaire fall for me?”

This time Tim does roll his eyes, “Figures that you didn’t come to the library to study or do something more productive.” he mutters. Trying to will down the blush that has risen onto his cheeks at her words.

She squawks in mock-offense, barely keeping the noise below the required level, “Hey! I do study. Just because I don’t spend all my time crunching the stuff in the last few moments because I didn’t pay attention in class,” he ignores her side-eye easily “doesn’t mean I don’t study! You just never notice it because you’re too busy with all your geek stuff.”

He's halfway to thinking that the distraction worked when she narrowed her eyes and jabs him sharply into the chest with a finger, “Hey you don’t wiggle yourself out of this so easily. Now tell me where he is.”

“I haven’t seen him yet” he admits, “He usually arrives before my shift even starts.” 

“Oh what a nerd”

“And I only catch him when the library is about to close in the next half an hour. He likes to read and study till we’re nearly done, but because he always checks out so many books he started to leave a bit earlier as to not hold us up.”

“Was that why you were so late that one time?” she questions. 

Tim shifts, “Well no, we both had lost track of time and thus didn’t notice it was past closing time.” 

Steph looks him with a knowing glint in her eyes, “You were too busy staring weren’t you?”

"You would stare too if you knew how he looked!” Tim tries to defend himself.

“Well then how does he look? You haven’t been telling me anything! Besides sighing dreamily during lunch time and date nights.” 

And- well that's true isn’t it? Tim has been too distracted by his crush to spend time with his girlfriend. He's very lucky that Stephanie is as understanding as she is and didn’t— a soft hit to the head interrupts his thoughts. 

“Stop the worrying and tell me how he looks! We can complain about how horrible you have been neglecting me after I made fun of you.” She demands. 

This is why Tim loves Steph so much, she never pulls her punches and prefers to go into everything head first. Never avoiding the ugly truths of conflict. And while sometimes (like now) it can be very annoying, when she persists on something, clings to it with every fiber of her being, she usually always got what she wants in the end anyways, so it's best to just give up. It was scarily efficient.

Tim also cannot deny that it isn’t hot as fuck. 

“Come on less simping more sharing” Steph reminds him. 

“Uhm well, he’s taller than you not much I think? But at least a little, and he got some faint scars on his face, one on his forehead, made his hair go all white in that place and when he smiles—.”

Steph's face breaks out into a delighted grin. “Oh! I know him he’s in my class his name is uhm-" her brows scrunch up, "Jace Trott or something.”

“Jason Peter Todd” Tim corrects automatically.

“Oh my god” Stephanie looks at him in wide-eyed surprise, “You’re really head over heels if you remember his name.”

This time it's Tim’s turn to squawk “That’s not true!” He tries to deny futilely.

“You didn’t know my name until after I kissed you.”

“I just see his name on the card everytime he goes to check out books.”

“And we had been working on a partner project for around a year now. You called me Spoiler the entire time because I had a patch on my pack.”

“Well how was I supposed to know that wasn’t your name!” He throws his hands up.

“What kind of lunatic names their kid Spoiler??? My name was on the paper, the teacher called us both by name.”

Tim waves around one of the books he's holding, “Well you didn’t know my name either until like 4 months into our partnership.” he complains.

She jabs her elbow into his side, and he's forced to bend over. “Knowing someones name and nickname are two different things!”

“You called me short-stack the entire year.” He gasps out through the pain.

“Well you were short. How should I have known you’d shoot up like a beanpole?”

“Uhm, excuse me” Comes a voice from the side. Both Tim and Stephanie ignore it, too caught up in their squabbling.

“You’re as tall as me” he mutters, using his hand to show their size for emphasis, drawing a straight line across their heads.

Steph smirks, “Just because I’m tall doesn't mean you should be too. How am I supposed to stuff you into a locker now.”

She reaches out in an attempt to ruffle his hair again, or maybe shove Tim down, to show him how short he should be. He doesn't know because he ducks to the side and pulls her hoodie over her face. Trying to gain some distance between them during the time where she's struggling to uncover her eyes so she can't get her revenge (that easily at least).

“Hey!” someone snaps, and Steph and Tim freeze in their wrestling.

“Could I please have that book you’re holding?” the voice is much more polite this time. Tim feels his insides grow cold as he recognizes it.

He looks over slowly and yep—

That’s Jason Peter Todd in all his sweater and glass glory. Somehow giving of the vibe of every young english teacher ever. Tim's mouth opens and closes without any words leaving and his hand only tightens around the book.

Steph like always, comes to his rescue in a way that makes him wish she just left him to die “I don’t know hot stuff,” she purrs in her most fake flirty voice, leering blatantly as she gives him a once over.

Jason visibly flounders at that, clearly caught off guard by Steph's sudden switch from toddler to twenty year old hot lady. She jabs an elbow into his side again like she could hear what he was thinking. Leaving Tim to rub the area as he scowls at the side of her head.

“Maybe if we get your number out of it.” she blinks up innocently at Jason. 

(Tim feels vindicated in guessing Jason would be just a little bit taller than her.) 

Jason frowns “Look, I don’t know what jealousy game you’re trying to play here” Tim’s stomach drops, oh no Steph is going to ruin it. ”But I’m not going to give you my number so you can wave it in your boyfriends face over there. If you got some kind of relationship problem you should talk it out and not involve innocent bystanders.” 

As Jason speaks he crosses his arms, but it just draws attention to the way his sweater is straining over his pecs and no, Tim does not have a tit kink thank you very much Steph. He knows Steph is thinking the same anyways by how she’s suddenly clutching his hand. 

“Now can I get the book?”

Tim makes some kind of startled sound when Jason's eyes land on him, and oh he had already known that the guy had pretty eyes but usually Jason was looking at the books he was checking out and not at Tim. Seeing that intense focus suddenly on him makes Tim’s brain all blank “uhm” he tries, but he doesn’t really know anymore what Jason wants from him. 

Steph snickers at his side and he holds back from hitting her because he’s a good boyfriend who doesn’t hit his girlfriend for laughing at him even when he could.

Jason blinks back “Are you serious?” he ask incredulous, “the book, that are you holding. Can I have that?” he says the last part very slow and forcefully, Tim kind of wants to bristle at him. 

Instead he decides to be reasonable and hand it over, but before Jason can grab it Steph snaps it out of his hands. 

“A book for a number” she repeats, “And we totally don’t have relationship problems.”

“You were squabbling like little kids”

“That’s how I show love!” 

Jason's eyebrows draw up in disbelief and all Tim could do was wonder if he plucked them, no man should have that perfect eyebrows. “Why would you want my number anyways?” Jason asks.

Steph grins at him, flickering her eyes up and down, stopping pointedly to stare at his chest and thighs. It's fascinating to watch someone else be subjected to her predatory stare and be affected by it. Tim kinda (totally) wants to explore how far down that flush spreads. (If it darkened the skin of his pecs too)

“I’d say you’re quite a catch hot stuff.” Her leer this time is something copied straight out of a cheap porno, Tim would be impressed, if he didn't feel like the ground should open and swallow him whole. 

It’s as if their many years together have totally destroyed all of Steph's abilities at flirting. 

Though… considering how their relationship started, maybe she had always been as hopeless as him, and he just had never seen it. Too awstruck by her personality and confidence to realize that she was improvising and fumbling as much as him.

Jason's gaze flicker over to Tim again, eyeing him warily.

"And you?" he asks, "are you also on board with this?" he gestures weakly into Steph's direction.

"Oh he's more than on board." Steph answers for Tim, throwing her elbow over his shoulder and forcing him to bend over slightly. "In fact he's-"

This time it's his turn to elbow her sharply, though she seems to have been expecting it and dances out of the way with a laugh.

He rights himself, straightening his t-shirt unnecessary so he has something to do with his hands that isn't fluttering them around nervously.

"I-" he starts, trying to find the right words. Jason is watching him, waiting for an answer, Tim doesn't feel like he's imagining the hopeful look in Jason's eyes.

"Yes." he says finally.

Jason hums, flickering his gaze between them, and Tim is confident he's checking them both out.

Before he reaches for the pen and papers they keep at the checkout. He quickly scrawls something onto it, before sliding it back over and Tim can make out that it's a number. He quickly snatches it up and stuffs it into his own pocket so Steph doesn't get any ideas.

Steph crows in delight besides him, bouncing over to hand Jason his book.

He smirks at her, "I'll be expecting a message from you both after closing." he says, turning around and leaving in the direction of his table again.

[doug-meat]

parts of the npmd soundtrack that scratch my brain perfectly (act one)

this soundtrack is so good. this is a long post so its all under the cut Part two coming soon. also i alternate between chara names and actor names idk why i do that. i hope this is even slightly comprehensible

HIGH SCHOOL IS KILLING ME

the little grace note in the piano bit in the last line of the piano melody before richie starts singing in (i hope this makes Sense)

jon's voice for real . just through this whole show

"a thread" and "i'm scared" happening at the same time

the violins(??) coming in when ruth starts singing

richie and ruth's harmonies during "the weight has got me sweating" bit

the "and i can survive it for only so long" harmonies

steph's "shit"

the way steph says "couldn't fuckin' study"

FOR THE CLASS OF TWENTY TWENTY WURN

agh Agh AGH!

the whispered "i'm so fuckin' dead"s underneath steph and pete's dialogue

steph and pete's repeated "my melody"s

the howling

the second delayed vocal line underneath the last bit of the last chorus

LITERAL MONSTER

the "HUH" at the start

the guitar riff motif

the little guitar squeal right before pete starts singing

the way pete says locker

richie's little riff on "seduce her"

the chorus harmonies

everyone knows how he BANGS!

the "and we pray and we pray harmonies"

you better you better!

kims voice in the he roars part <3

the harmonies in this song in general

will branners voice in this song SO GOOD

the "HUH HUH"s behind max's i roar bit

max's "don't need no one to tell me" verse UGH so good

NO ONE'S GONNA STOP ME!

max's harmonies on kind, size and rise

I WILL CLAIM WHAT IS MINE!

COOL AS I THINK I AM

the piano motif Can you tell i love motifs

i bet this song'll suck!

oo woah oo woah oh Oh

when the violins come in especially their little BA DA DUMS after "princess leia told me"

what if i were King of the hill!

the drums kicking in after the one oowoahoowoahoh oh

ensemble coming in

the little growl on the second "i'm as cool as she thinks i am"

THEN AGAIN I'M DERANGED

she's the brawn i'm the brains!

the electric guitar kicking in

IF I CAN FINALLY BE COOL I WILL KNOW THAT I'M NOT A LOSER

I'M THE RULER!!!!!!

DIRTY GIRL

the synth and drums

the way max says behave and be-betray me

baaaabe I'mma love ya all night lOOOooooong

THE LIKE MORE SYNTH KICKING IN HALFWAY THROUGH THE FIRST CHORUS UGH SO GOOD

the way grace says classroom

you want me cant be skipping skewl!

grace's "be-behayveee" UGH <3

THE GROWL ON "on your knees pray along"

the chorus harmonies <3

I DONT CARE ABOUT YOU!

the bridge harmonies

AA AAAGH!!

i'm a i'm a i'm a good girl!

WHO ON OCCASION GETS DIRTY!!!!

I WONT CAAARE ABOUT YOU!

BULLY THE BULLY

the snaps coming in

we'll make him shit his pants!

the riff on that line ^^

the jager-man??????

what's our budget?

the growl on "he's just a nerd in disguise"

stephie gonna lure him in with her charm

yeah?

JAGER GONNA JAGER OUT!

chorus harmonies!

standing for the nerdy the prudy!

WE'RE GONNA CUT OFF HIS NIPS!

AAAAHAaaAaaahh

the guitar bits in the back

we're gonna keep the beans cool! that whole sequence

BEAN SCHOOL? EXCELLENT!

THESE CHORUS HARMONIES ESP STEPHS

pete's and our problem's solved

richie's and the school can evolve

AND THE SCHOOL CAAAAN EVOLVE!!!

ugh jon and joey sound so good on the "we're gonna get the jock pleading"

the last guitar note

BURY THE BULLY

oh god she's snapping again...

this is a lot!!!

the whole hack all his limbs off bit

YOU WANT ME TO FILM THIS?

tape him up after dousing with bleach!

the chorus harmonies. every bit of these choruses i cant even isolate its everything

steph's little "bury bully line up stories NEVER HAUNT ME!"

i just cut off his nips

GRACE TELLING RUTH TO GIVE HER MAX'S NIPS

GO GO NIGHTHAWKS

the way ruth says shiny

IT'S LIKE THE START OF A NEW YEAR!

jon's higher range <3

jon's harmony on "and now i don't eat all by myself"

the trumpets behind the chorus

all the squawks

the HUH after who knew footballs a team game

corey's voice sounds so good on the "or hit u with a saturated towel"

the no more bully ball harmonies

the HUH! after no more bully ball

We're all givin the butt slaps YEAH HEAH!

the way jason sings cause we care <3

AND NOW I CAN PEE ALL BY MYSELF!!!!

the overlapping vocals coming together for "in hatchetfield high school"

N! I! G! H! T! AWK AWK! KSSSS!

NIGHT! HAWKS! NIGHT! HAWKS! NIGHT! HAWKS! FLY!

FUCK YOU CLIVESDALE GO GET FUCKED YOURE FUCKIN LOSERS AND WE'LL KILL YOU (KILL YOUR ASS)

fuuuuck you cliiivesdale gooo get fuuucked

the watch us fly harmonies

NIGHT! HAWKS! FLY! AWK AWK!

NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE (my fave song in the soundtrack be warned)

the "watch these nerds run for their lives" guitar riff before max sings

will branners voice augh

the little synthy ba duh duh duhs in the back

the BAMS! after every line in verses

the way max says "hallway safe" and "break you"

ugh the guitar kicking in and the double BUM BUM for the second verse

YA BITCH!

WOAH UH OAHHH

SHOULDA JOINED THE SMOKE CLUB YA NERDY PRUDE

the whole chorus

the watch those nerds run for their lives melody Ugh loved it in axe man loved it here

YOU PUSHED ME OFF THE EEEDGE

the way he says crusade

and youre too weak to be enSLAAAAVED

the drums AUAUDUAAUAU

CLEANSING OF YOUR KIND!!!!

the way he says anti socialites

the entire repeat after me bit. its actually incredible i cant just isolate one part of it its so good

the ensemble kicking in

IIIIM NOT A LOOOSERRRR

But you have lost. Everything.

THE HATCHET TOWN MOTIF

UGH I LOVE THIS SONG. THE NMT MOTIF

[the-fallen-blue]

if any of you folks who've been hanging around for ten fucking years now are curious about why I called it the Harrierverse -

-)(-

She was barely through the door when Dinah pounced on her, sweeping her off the ground in a rib-cracking hug. Steph clung back fiercely, eyes screwed shut, breathing in the fresh, sharp scent of green that always hung around her after a day at the flower shop, and murmured a happy, "Hey Dinah."

"Hey, Steph," Dinah murmured back, finally letting her down, but leaving a hand on her shoulder. "Welcome home."

"Thanks, it's g—" started Steph, but was cut off with a surprised squawk when Cass bodily shoved Dinah out of the way and engulfed Steph in a bony deathgrip of her own.

"Cass!" yelped Steph joyfully.

Cass didn't speak, but her smile when she let go said it all.

And Helena and Zinda were out on a mission, so that just left —

"So."

— Babs. Of course. Cass was a study in silent glee, Dinah was grinning like a fool and seemed moments away from hugging Steph again, but Babs, cool and distant, was just watching her enigmatically through her glasses, in what appeared to be mostly a skeptical evaluation of her amazon clothes.

"So," agreed Steph, trying not to fidget and fighting down her smile with great success.

"Diana says you saved the universe?"

It took Steph a second of lip-biting to be able to say it with a straight face. "Well, I helped."

"Uh-huh."

Steph tried really, really hard not to look at Dinah, whose exuberance was making it nearly impossible to keep herself sober. She wasn't going to break first. Just this once, even if it killed her, she was going to outdo Babs.

"Well," said Barbara, steepling her fingers sideways in a very Timlike gesture and nodding mildly. "Nicely done, Spoiler."

"Not Spoiler," corrected Steph, smiling, just a little, she couldn't help it. "Not anymore."

"Oh?" Barbara's voice was skeptical. "So what are you going by now, then?"

Steph gave up and just let the glee through. "Call me Harrier."

"What's a harrier?" asked Cass.

And oh, oh, she might have smiled first, but she won, she'd won, she'd never seen Barbara wear such a shit-eating grin, and the woman's whole body was loose with pride as she answered, voice bright and warm and laughing, not taking her twinkling eyes off Steph,

"It's a bird of prey."

[amazingmsme]

HERES MY FIRST FIC ATTEMPT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!! - ☁️

Steph, Ruth, Pete and Richie were all sitting in Pete’s basement, just talking and laughing. When Steph and Ruth left to go out for a girls day, Pete immediately grabbed two Nintendo Switch controllers and turned to Richie.

“Oh, it’s on, Peter.” Richie snatched the controller out of Pete’s hand and booted up Mario Kart.

The game started how it always does, Pete in the lead with Richie coasting by in 3rd and 4th. A small smirk formed onto Richie’s face as he comes up with a plan, during the final lap he slyly reached his hand around Pete and “tasered” his side. Pete let out a loud shriek and dropped his control, but the time he picked it up, Richie had snuck into first.

“Ohhh! How does it feel to lose, Pete?” Richie crossed his arms and laughed at Pete, his laugh slowly died down when he saw the look of vengeance on Pete’s face. Richie immediately scrambled to his feet and tried to run, but his best friend grabbed him by the belt loop and yanked him back down onto the floor.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Richie said through giggles. He’s already trying to scoot away from Pete, but he isn’t making it very far.

“I haven’t even done anything, man! What are you freaking out over? Oh! Do you think I’m going to do this?” Pete asks with pseudo innocence. He doesn’t give Richie time to process his question before he starts squeezing to tops of his knees, causing Richie’s legs to jolt forward, and for laughter to start filling the room.

Pete couldn’t play dumb any longer and he started to laugh along with Richie, throughly enjoying his reactions. He moves his hands up to squeeze his Richie’s hips, which pulled a snort from the blue haired boy.

“So, are you going to apologize for cheating at Mario Kart?” Pete asks through his own chuckles, squeezing Richie’s hips and sides with every word.

“YEHEHES!! I’M SOHOHORRY!” Richie squawks out, pushing at Pete’s shoulders. Pete, satisfied with the apology, pulls his hands away and ruffles Richie’s hair.

“Damn right you are.”

KXHSLSEVDKDJ THIS IS SO SO SO CUTE YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THIS MADE MEEEEE!!!!

[msfcatlover]

For the Platonic A/B/O verse.

(CW: Steph pretends she & Tim are having/just had sex to make Jack Drake leave them alone. So, like. Um. Vaguely alluded to knotting, I guess. Now there’s a sentence I never thought I’d type.)

--------------------------------------------------

While Tim is convincing Steph to take up the Robin mantle, Tim’s phone rings. He pulls it out and goes pale. “It’s him.”

Steph plucks the phone out of Tim’s hand. Tim squawks in protest, but she just braces one hand against his face, clears her throat, takes a deep breath, and answers it with a voice that is purposefully hoarse & breathless. “Hello?”

There’s a pause on the other end. “You’re not Timothy.”

Steph laughs. “Very observant. Can I ask who’s calling?”

(Tim is still insisting Steph give him the phone, trying to snatch it back.)

“This is his father.”

“Right, right, of course.” Steph pulls the phone away from her ear, glares at Tim, and hisses, “Stop that before you hurt one of us! I’ve got this.” Tim stops out of sheer shock. Steph lifts the phone up to her ear again. “Tim’s a little… indisposed right now. Can I pass on a message?”

Another long pause. “What was your name, again?”

“Stephanie.” She frowns. “Did Tim not tell you about me?”

“Oh, no!” Jack blusters, “he’s mentioned you a lot, I just—listen, Tim’s grounded, he’s supposed to be—“

“Grounded?” Steph pulls the phone away from her ear and asks, “What did you do?” in a voice about x10 as flirty as it is anything else. She brings the phone back up while Tim splutters. “Sorry, Mr. Drake, I didn’t realize he was grounded.”

“It’s fine,” Jack says, “I just need to know when he’ll be home.”

“Uhhhh….” Steph holds the phone away from her face, counts to three, and pulls it back. “Give us about 15 minutes, and I’ll send him right home.”

“Right,” Jack says, somehow even more uncomfortable than Tim. “You do that.” He hangs up.

Steph hands a beet-red Tim his phone back. “And that’s how it’s done!”

“You… I… He…” Tim looks from the phone to Steph, then back again. “We’re not even dating right now?” Tim finally blurts out.

“No,” Steph says, “but he doesn’t know that. And nothing gets family out of your business faster than implying something about your sex life.” She shoves Tim down the hall. “Now go take a shower, so it doesn’t look like I was lying.”

Tim looks at her over his shoulder. “He thinks we’re— I’m probably going to get The Talk again when I get home now, thanks to you!”

Steph grins. “But he’ll never associate me with your hero life, now will he?”

“I might prefer that, actually…”

“Shower, boy blunder, and use the B-soap. The more it looks like you were trying to hide this from him, the more believable it gets.”

(When Tim left, Steph turned around and saw the bag full of Robin gear still sitting at her table. And she’s like, “Well, I’m not going to chase him down to give it back, that’s just embarrassing! I’m sure as hell not going to hand it off to Bruce, those two can work out their own issues. And I really can’t just shove the Robin uniform under my bed and hope to forget about it. So I guess… damn you, Tim Drake, you did this on purpose, didn’t you?”) (Tim did not, in fact, do this on purpose. He wasn’t planning to take the bag home or anything, but he was too busy being absolutely mortified by what was about to happen to remember why he went there in the first place.)

[soleminisanction]

Ask game, 9: What’s your favorite line(s) or scene(s) that you have written?

A sampling of my favorites:

When Bruce Wayne startles awake to find Athena, Goddess of Wisdom, at the foot of his bed, he is not as surprised as he probably should be.

From Little Miracles. I think I got motivated to finish this story purely because this opening line was too good not to share.

Cassie thought it over and, after sharing a glance with Tim that confirmed he’d guessed what she was thinking and didn’t object, took off into the night sky. She arched high and fast, then dropped onto the back of the Hummer without warning, startling the bald girl into a startled squawk.  “Fuck!”  “Hi.” Cassie waved cheekily at the pair in the cab. White guy was driving, so he could only jerk his head around for a second before his boss snapped at him to keep his eyes on their path. Before any weapons could be drawn, Cassie grabbed the bald girl under the armpits. “I’m going to borrow this, since you’re stalking us anyway. Have fun keeping up.”  Then she flew back to the Jeep, taking the struggling Brit along for the ride. Two rounds of furious cockney cursing later, they learned that her name was Pru.

From Blood of the Covenant. The imagery just makes me laugh.

She digs her knee into Spoiler’s back, fisting blond hair with her free hand and pushing her shocked face into the floor. “If you ever, ever lay a hand on him again,” she snarls. “I will rip it off."

From Sticks and Stones. I just like writing Cassie as a badass and I think it's one of my better one-liners.

This last one hasn't been published yet and won't be for a while, since it's for the second story to Batgirl, Repentant, but it's dialogue I'm very fond of so might as well share for fun. This is Batgirl!Steph to Robin!Damian right after he picks a fight with her and she responds by laying him out flat in the snow:

“You know the real reason you managed to beat the last Robin? Because he’s too nice of a guy to go all-out on a kid, no matter how much of a pain in the ass you are. Me? I’m a bitch, I don’t give a shit. You swing on me, I’m swinging back. And I don’t pull punches.”

[ghostbsuter]

"So," she drawls, handing over a chocolate bar. "What's a little guy like you doing here? Metas aren't supposed to.be here you know?"

Danny accepts the bribe and sits down next to her, she seemed to.be.going after Condiment King a lot more, hence them meeting and actually talking.

"Well, grandma," he drawls like her, grinning when she squawks at his comment. "You don't act much older than me, Missy. I'd say there is a good 1 or 2 years between us."

Spoiler looks at him with a glint he gladly ignores.

"I'm visiting. My sister works at Arkham and I needed some fresh air is all."

The vigilante snorts next to him. "Fresh air? Gotham? You're a lunatic." She shakes her head. "Also, arkham?" Now she whistling, Danny flushes with pride. "Yes arkham."

"Your sister is ballsy for that, I give it to you."

"She is very strong."

They leave it at that.

(Jazz doesn't mention the way spoiler seems to escort her home every other day or so, doesn't even look up the building to catch her eye. She simply walks home.)

—

After numerous meetings, does this one resemble the most to the one where family was brought up.

"You mentioned needing fresh air." Spoiler prods lightly, handing him a sandwich this time.

"Yeah," biting into the sandwich, Danny hesitates.

Did he trust her? Yes. Their little arrangement turned into hangouts afterwards the.whole fighting. It was nice.

He looks down to gotham. "I only found out recently that my parents aren't... good people. Needed to get away, you know?"

Her eyes follow his to the city, and she relaxes. "I do know, yeah."

Spoiler meets his eye and answers the questioning look. "My sperm donor used to be a pretty bad guy, hated him for what he did. Got justice now."

Her eyes crinkle in the way Danny knows she is smiling. "Became Spoiler, had a short run as Robin and Batgirl, became Spoiler again but with a supporting system."

He eats his sandwich silently, listening.

"All I'm saying is, it will get better."

Their eyes meet again.

"I hope it does."

—

(On his way home, Danny bumps into a blond girl. It ends with him nearly falling to his butt if she didn't catch him in time.

"Oh," he hears her. "I'm Stephanie, but call me Steph, yeah?" The blond- now steph- grins, holding out her hand once he wasn't in the danger of falling again.

He takes it.

"Danny Fenton.")

Stephanie had hit the jackpot. She had been heading back to base to get cleaned up after a fight with Condiment King, grumbling all the while. She stopped on a rooftop after some mayo from her hair had fallen into her face.

Suddenly, there was no mayo. All of the condiments that she was covered with were now on the rooftop around her feet. She didn't even see this kid approach. "Huh?" She said without thinking

"Sorry." The kid, who looked like adoption bait smiled sheepishly as he used the hand that had density shifted the food off of her to rub the back of his neck. "I thought you would like that stuff off of you."

Somehow she convinced him to help her with the aftermath of fighting messy villains in exchange for snacks, but in a move of petty revenge she refused to tell the other bats how she managed to get clean so fast and not smell like mustard for a week after.

This, of course, leads to the whole bat clan attempting to stalk her to figure out her secret.

[berrywrites-fanfic]

Appreciation Plushies to Found Family

Chapter 9: Chaos! Part 4

“I’m Alfred Pennyworth, proud butler of the esteemed Wayne family. It is good to meet you, young masters.”

Mikey immediately kowtowed, “All hail the Cookie Lord! May his cookies continue to delight taste buds.”

Leo and Donnie promptly followed, unanimously, “All hail the Cookie Lord! May his cookies continue to delight taste buds.”

Raph blinked then shrugged and joined his brothers with the same chant.

Steph gasped, “Can’t believe we haven’t started a cult for Alfred!” and she immediately joined them. Jason followed behind shoulders shaking in poorly suppressed laughter. The rest of the Bat kids followed in varying stages of amusement.

“I will not be doing this Richard!”

“You don’t want Alfred to be appreciated Dami?”

“For the record, people that do not join the Alfred Cult will be denied cookies and their share distributed among members.”, Leo’s mumbled voice called out causing Tim to fall down from his kowtow before he scrambled back into position. Duke and Steph’s posture was resembling one of a more desperate countenance than a reverent kowtow.

“You wouldn’t!”

“I can portal. Try me.”

Damian wordlessly joined Dick with the same kowtow.

A few moments later Mikey popped up, looking at Bruce, “Are you not going to join us?”

All of them sat up from their kowtow looking at him expectantly. Even Alfred who looked as poised as ever raised an eyebrow at him. His moustache twitching.

“Do I have too?”

Donnie, Leo, Steph, Dick and Jason gasped dramatically. Raph, Duke, Cass, Tim and Damian shook their heads in disappointment. Mikey pointed at him, “Heretic! Begone! Oh Cookie Lord Alfred punish this disrespectful naysayer.”

“No more cookies for you Master Bruce.”

Bruce’s dumbfounded expression became Jason’s contact photo for him.

_____________________&__________________

“What do you mean you guys don’t know Edna Mode?!”

“No wonder y’all have been strutting around in capes!”

_____________________&__________________

The impromptu movie night and sleepover at the manor had the Bat kids quoting the Incredibles for weeks.

Damian hid Bruce’s cape because, “Father, it’s a hazard.” switching to a black hoodie himself, Steph and Cass not far behind.

_____________________&__________________

“Do you think Batman ever tripped on his cape?”, the question came from Raph of all people on a game night at the Tower with the Young Justice.

“Oh, he did. Everyone knows, but since no one’s actually seen it, it doesn’t exist.”, Tim grumbled, having been hit by a particularly nasty shell by Raph’s Bowser.

“What will you offer me if I manage to dig it up?”, Donnie asked eyes glued on the screen.

“My kidney.”

“Lame. At least offer me the spleen. Those sell at a good five million on the black market.”

“Don’t have one. Besides, kidneys are sold for three mil. I’ll throw in two rides on the Bat Mobile.”

“Deal.”

“An immuno-compromised vigilante. The jokes write themselves.”, Leo said, carefully overtaking Mikey with a well aimed foot to the elbow. Mikey squawked in offense.

“How did you lose your spleen?”, Mikey asked.

“Evil megalomaniac obsessed with me.”

“Mood.”, the turtles chorused.

“Tim was already nuts. We got a whole bag of trail mix.”, Cassie whispered to Bart.

“Before GTA6 too.”, Bart nodded solemnly.

“Hey, if you get Batman’s cape trips, can you try finding Superman’s cape malfunctions as well?”, Kon asked, putting down his controller after he was run off the bridge.

“Offer?”

“A tour of the Fortress of Solitude. It has pretty sweet alien tech you’d like.”

“Deal.”

Cassie sighed, “My bad. I forgot we were part of the trail mix too.”

_____________________&__________________

Donnie sauntered into the Cave on a fine Tuesday night.

He had already summoned the Bat kids to the Cave, making sure that Batman was already out on patrol.

“Where are the others?”, Dick asked.

“Asleep. In Leo’s case making edits.”

“Edits? Of what?”

Donnie just smirked then looked at Tim, holding a minute of eye contact before Tim’s eyes widened in realization, “No way.”

“Way”, Donnie held up a purple USB stick. “Since this was a fun challenge, I’ll only take the Bat Mobile rides.”

“You actually did it. Holy….How?”, Tim was practically bouncing in excitement .

“Those times were pathetically backwards technologically but there were some elitists with security cameras. I got lucky, this particular elitist had yet to replace his decades old CCTVs.”

“Uh, share for the class.”, Steph asked.

Donnie sauntered towards the Bat Computer, “You see my fellow purple enthusiast, Raph asked a very interesting question in last weeks game night at the Tower, did the Batman ever trip on his cape? The answer, is in my hands right now.”

Everyone stood on attention, feeling the same creeping excitement as Tim.

“Oh my god…..”

“So that’s actually…..”

Jason practically teleported next to Donnie as he sat in the chair plugging in the USB. The others not far behind taking up optimal positions to get a good view. Damian climbing Jason in a parody of Mikey and Raph.

“Relax, I will project it on the big screen. In three, two, one.”

And they saw through the lens of an outdated CCTV on surprisingly clear footage ("I cleaned it up for your perusal"), that on April fifth 2001, at approximately one in the morning, a dark shadow jumped on the rooftop on which the camera was focused on, got tangled in his own cape and ate the ground below, literally.

The stifled laugh from Damian set everyone off, the laughter so loud that Alfred came down in alarm.

“Good heavens! Is everything alright?”

“Yes….everyt…. everything’s ….fine.”, Dick was gasping for breath. Donnie just rewound the footage as an answer.

Alfred was a proper British. He did not laugh loudly. He just raised a fist to his mouth and looked away coughing, “I see. So that’s what happened that night.”

“ You remember this?”, Tim was sitting on the floor, Steph and Duke on either side of him leaning for support.

“Yes, mouth absolutely bloody, I was surprised all his teeth were intact.”

“What did he tell you? Cuz’ Bat-I’m-Perfect-Man did not admit to this.”, Jason had braced himself on the chair.

“That a mugger had punched him in him in the face.”

Steph wheezed.

_____________________&__________________

“Hey Bruce!”

“Leo.”

“I had a question.”

“Go ahead.”

“Have you been punched in the face by a mugger recently?”

“?what.”

They both looked back at a sudden sound. Jason and Dick were hugging each other tightly, shaking slightly.

_____________________&__________________

“Hello Ma Kent.”

“Raphie! What a pleasant surprise. How have you been? How are your brothers?”

“I’ve been good ma’am. So have been my brothers. I was wonderin', is Kon here?”

“Oh yes, he will be here in a moment. He was helping with the cows. Would you like some pie while you wait?”

“Can I have some too?”

“Kon! Of course. You boys catch up. I’ll be right back.”

“Hey Raph.”

“Hey Kon. Cows? I thought they hated you.”

Kon groaned, “Don’t ask. So what’s up? You said you wanted to see me?”

“Yeah, Donnie gave me this for you. For the record, my brothers and the Bat kids have all kept copies.”, Raph handed over a purple USB.

Kon studied the USB carefully, “What’s this?”

Raph smiled, “Superman’s dramatic cape flow took a lot of practice.”

Kon stared at him for a minute confused, then he realized, “No way….”

Raph smiled wider, “Way. Donnie also said he was looking forward to the Fortress of Solitude’s tour.”

[slaughterlauter]

[ video id - richie is alive, slightly worse for wear but doing okay. he's sitting on the ground, phone propped up against something as he plays with his cat. he waves to the camera, looking like he's about to say something before the cat escapes his grasp and bolts at the camera, knocking it over. richie squawks and the video ends. ]

[ it's accompanied with a text that says ; "milo cracked my phone screen😔 ]

@notshitlips

[stephs eyes widen as she sees the video and the message and she sits up from where she was lying in bed. she texts him as fast as her fingers could move.]

RICHIE

omg

ARE YUO OK??????

*you

cute cat

BUT PLS ARE YOU OK

[variant-nightwing16]

Duke threw open the door to Cass’s bedroom, he looked haunted, Tim followed after with a look of someone who just experienced the worst thing imaginable. “Jason needs to be stopped” Duke says, stomping up to the bed and flopping onto it.

Cass raised a brow at him “what do you mean?” Cass had a feeling she already knew what was happening but she didn’t mind letting her little brother vent. She saw from the corner of her eye Tim stumbled towards Damian and flop onto the boy, everyone ignored the squawk of annoyance.

“I was in the kitchen with Tim and Dick making cookies right? Everything was going great and we were laughing when Jason came in.” Duke turned his head, giving Cass a look of distress “he had that familiar look and said he wanted to eat Dick’s heart so no one else could have it”

Steph gagged at the mental image of Jason eating someone’s organs and Cass made a face like she smelt something foul. They have dealt with a lot of things okay? They’ve seen horrible stuff from the people in and out of Gotham but this? How the hell do you react to hearing someone say something like that.

Damian paused in his attempt at moving Tim’s face from against his stomach, he looked up and frowned at everyone. “Why is this such a big deal? Mother would often say such things about father and I’ve heard stories of my grandfather saying the same to my grandmother”

Tim finally lifted his head enough to stare at Damian “wait so does that mean you’ll eventually do the same?” he asked, Duke slowly lifted his head and turned, giving Damian a pleading look because he couldn’t deal with another person acting like Jason.

Damian shrugged slightly “eventually, but I’ll only act like that when I’ve found the one person I’ll love for all eternity” he says nonchalantly, Tim’s brows went so far Steph was afraid they would touch Tim’s impossibly high hairline.

Nobody said anything after that, Damian went back to drawing, resting his sketchbook on Tim’s head.

I feel like Dick would go along with whatever batshit insane thing Jason randomly says to him.

“I wanna put you in a blender and drink it so you can be apart of me forever” - Jason, staring down at Dick.

“That’s nice sweetheart, be careful with my bones” - Dick, reading a book.

Queue unsettled looks from everyone that just heard Jason’s unhinged talk and Dick’s nonchalant attitude. They have no idea how you respond to such a situation and turn to Bruce, only to see the same unsettled expression. You know you’re doomed when even Batman finds something disturbing.

[flashflashhundredyarddash]

Cass: Can we-

Bruce: No.

Cass: Why not?

Bruce: Because everytime Ivy commits a crime and I send one of you to arrest her, you all smoke weed together and then next time I see Commissioner Gordon he judges me.

[lilblueprint]

Bejeweled

And I miss you

But I miss sparkling

You enjoy one last shimmering night before you tether yourself to him.

This turned out a bit goofier than I intended it to be, but I think it's a cute way of showing reader let loose with her girlfriends. Bejeweled just screams bachelorette party for me, hope you guys enjoy this piece of slightly crack fluff :) Also, happy Halloween!

The engagement diamond is barely back on your finger for two minutes when you get bombarded with calls from your friends–a few in particular. Even though your recently set wedding day is still weeks away, they insist on taking you out on a bachelorette bash. 

What can you do except say yes?

-

The moment you step onto the street, a chorus of squeals greet you. Your face lights up as you see your lady squad lounging about one of Bruce Wayne’s limousines. You wave excitedly as you start towards them. 

Selina is sitting on the hood, black dress blending into her background. Her smile, however, is as blinding as ever. 

Stephanie and Cass are huddled together at the front of the group, the former bouncing on her feet and the latter gazing at you fondly. The door closest to them swings open to reveal a waving Barbara, her glasses are off tonight and you think she looks beautiful. 

“Get over here, girl!” Steph finally explodes, running over to catch you up in a hug. You laugh as she lifts you into the air like you weigh nothing, giggling breathlessly when you’re back on solid ground. 

“You look gorgeous,” you compliment her, then turn to the rest of the group. “You all do.”

Selina slides off the hood to greet you, green eyes sparkling. 

“You better get in the car, honey. Someone’s been dying to meet you,” she says, lips quirking mischievously. You gasp as you realize who it might be. 

“You didn’t–Harley!” You yelp joyfully, you’d been itching to meet the lady anti-hero ever since Selina had mentioned her. Sure enough, a pair of pink-and-blue pigtails swing your way from the driver’s seat. 

“Hey, sugar! Nice to meet ya!” Harley Quinn squeals, and your heart flutters madly when you meet her fun-loving gaze. 

“I can’t believe you’re all going to take me out tonight,” you tease as you get in beside Barbara. “It’s gonna be one hell of a send-off with you ladies.”

“Oh, you can count on it.” Steph’s grin is positively wicked as she straps herself in on your other side, Cass joining her. “Step on it, Harls!”

“You got it!”

-

The first place they take you is one of the biggest boutiques in town, Selina leading you all into the shop. Surprise, surprise–it’s been rented out just for you tonight. 

“Bruce is gonna feel tonight on his credit card, huh?” You chuckle as you run a hand over a blue silk dress. 

“You know it, kitten.” Selina smirks. “Nothing he can’t earn back, though. So don’t pay any attention to the budget tonight, sweetheart. It’s on us–with a little help from Batsy’s black card.”

This rouses laughter from everyone, and hands fly to grab gowns off the racks. A few photoshoots later, you’re all decked out in shimmering garments that fall elegantly around you like colorful auras. What’s more, the entire group is covered from head to toe in jewelry, enough to make you shine bright as little suns. The doorbell tinkles over your heads as you file out the door and back into the limo. 

“Where to next? We didn’t spend too long in there,” you say breathlessly. 

“Mhm–you’ll see in just a bit!” Steph titters. Harley snickered from the passenger seat up front, she’d switched off driving duty with Selina.

“I’ll give ya a hint, sugar–if you were this excited to meet little ol’ me, you’ll go absolutely bonkers soon!”

-

Harley was right. 

Your mouth drops open as you crane your neck to see the entirety of the behemoth of a yacht before you. 

“You guys didn’t tell me that you rented out the freaking Titanic!” you squawked, your hair brushing your bare shoulders as you shook your head back and forth in wonder. 

“Well, better be careful with that rock, then. You wouldn’t want to cause this one to sink too!” Barbara joked, referring to your ring as you helped her up the ramp. You grin at her tasteful reference, finally making it to the deck. 

What you don’t expect is the throngs of eyes swinging your way as you stand there with your girls. 

Then you realize that you know some of these people. Recognition spreads in your mind like wildfire as your gaze jumps from person to person. Your friends must’ve pulled a few strings, because you can pick out Wonder Woman and Black Canary from the crowd almost instantly. 

“Oh my god,” you murmur faintly. “I think I’m going to pass out.”

Cass looks mildly alarmed, but calms as she reads your body language. You’re glad for her patience, because you would not have appreciated a trip to the ER because your friends mistook your excitement for illness. 

Just then, Wonder Woman catches you staring at her. Smiling, she says something to Black Canary, and the blonde hero winks at you. You swoon, and Steph makes a show of catching you in her arms. 

“Listen,” you say dreamily, “I know I’m getting married to Jason, but if Dinah Lance asks me out tonight, I just might have to call off the wedding.” 

“Agreed,” Steph sighs, shooting a playful look at Cass. The ravenette shrugs good-naturedly, and it makes you all smile. 

“Let’s go mingle! We’re not going out with anyone if we jus’ keep standing here,'' Harley sings, and with overlapping agreements, you melt into the crowds. It’s a wild experience, flitting through the throngs of heroines in the most ridiculously flashy heels you’ve ever chosen in your life. You’re still reeling after meeting your two favorite Justice League members that you almost miss the clinking of Selina’s glass. 

“May I have your attention?” She purrs, and heads turn. “Thank you all for coming out, I know our bride-to-be really enjoyed herself tonight!” Playful catcalls ring out, and you blush graciously as you remember Dinah’s lips on your cheek. You could’ve died happy right then and there, but you were glad you hadn’t. This had been such an incredible night, and your heart was about ready to burst with love for your friends. 

“It’s almost midnight–let’s send our little bride off!” Barbara calls out. Cheers go up, champagne bottles pop, and suddenly fireworks burst into life overhead as the yacht cruises along Gotham’s glittering coast. You can feel tears of joy sliding down your cheeks, and you let out a happy sob as arms wrap around you. 

“Thank you all so much,” you exclaim, wiping at your face as you bring your arms around your five amazing friends. “This was the best night a girl could’ve asked for.”

“You know it, sugar!” 

“And next time, we’ll be taking you out for your baby shower!” Steph finishes, and you all laugh.