#they’re just teenagers TT

[short666bread]

[galaxywhale]

my coworkers are so mean with the way they talk about kids sometimes :(

like yeah that is a dumb minor insignificant issue and yeah maybe it is a “home problem” but a school problem but it was clearly a huge issue for that girl at that moment and she can’t just “turn off” big feelings just because she’s at school and it was something that happened before school :(

[jasmines-library]

if your requests are closed you can just ignore this :) but im just imagining liek a batfam and younger teenage daughter where bruce gets a tattoo of her name or like symbol which is usually a big no but he got it where it's not as noticeable cause she mentioned once how he should and so when he showed her and all the other boys they immediately would pull all dramatics like oh he doesn't love me ph he picked favorites and in all reality he was planning on getting a tattoo for all of them and just did hers first to mess with them a bit

Fresh Ink

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“What is that?" Damian scowled, noting the small inking peeking out of the hem of Bruce's shirt. The six of you were mingling in the kitchen, all gathered together for breakfast before you all scatter about for your own busy days.

Bruce followed Damian’s gaze, as did Tim and Dick. “It’s a tattoo.” Bruce hummed.

Damian practically rolled his eyes. “TT. I can see that. But since when did you get tattoos?”

“It’s recent.” Bruce answered.

Damian squinted at the tattoo. It was rather small, but– “Is that her name?!” Damian pointed a finger at you accusingly from across the room.

This time Dick inspected the tattoo. “It is.”

Damian gasped dramatically. “Favouritism!”

“It’s not favouritism –” Bruce started.

“It is.” Jason said from where he was leaning against the counter.

“No it isn’t–”

“Where’s our tattoo’s, bruce?” Tim leaned in. “Don’t you love us too?”

“He doesn’t love us anymore, Tim.” Dick said teasingly. “We’re not worthy of tattoos.”

“You may as well disown us.” Jason added “It’s clear they’re the favourite.”

You laughed softly, amused from the other side of the room. It is clear that your brothers are joking, amused by the situation. Well…maybe all of them except Damian who sat there slumped on his chair, his arms folded in front of him and his face drawn perfectly into a scowl. “It was my idea.” You said. “I told him he should get one. He asked me to design one for him.I didn't think he would actually get it.”

“Sure.” Jason elongated his words sarcastically. “That’s the excuse”

“It’s true.” Bruce backed you up.

“Doesn’t excuse the fact that you’re playing favourites” Dick teased.

“I’m not playing favourites.” Bruce said. “In fact, I was going to ask the four of you if you wanted one too. But since I apparently don’t care about you then…..”

“No. No.” Damian jumped in quickly. “You love us very much. We were joking.”

You smirked a little at Damian’s change in demeanour, clearly keen to get his own tattoo. Bruce noticed this too, and so did your other brothers, each watching Damian with an amused eye, but also interested themselves.

“I’ll go get a pen and paper.” Damian said, slipping from his stool. It squealed against the tiles as he dashed out of the room, his voice fading away as moved continuing his rambles. “I have some great ideas—“

Bruce smiled a little. But oh lord….what had he gotten himself into…..

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[ao3sbatfamily]

Hiiii, do you have any fic rec for batkids found/meet young bruce? It can be time travel stuff or deaged magic stuff. Thank you!

Baby Brucie

'Young Prince' by SolaceInSpace

Bruce lifted his head up so Alfred could see his face and jut his lower lip out. His eyes were red and still watery from his bout of crying, which added to the overall effect he was going for. Bruce was not above using manipulation to get what he wanted. “Alfred, please? I really want dino nuggies.”

Alfred sighed. “Alright, but later tonight. I’ll have to ask Miss Stephanie or Miss Barbara to purchase some.”

“Stephanie? Barbara?”

Alfred hummed. “Your family has grown rather large over the years, Master Bruce. You have a tendency of adopting strays and not all of them have been officially added to the family but they’re family nonetheless.”

Bruce hid his face in Alfred’s neck. “I’m not– it’s not just the two of us?”

“No, Master Bruce.”

Emo teenage Bruce

'Not Again' by HoneySim

Author: @honeysimx

Jason snorts. “Is that MCR?”

“Tt. You would know that, Todd.”

“This is so much better than what Babs told me.”

“Who’s gonna tell him MCR broke up?”

“I’m pretty sure they broke up when he was like 17 or something.”

“Then who’s gonna tell him they got back together, wrote new music, and broke up again?”

“Please, dear god, nobody do that.”

[s3asons]

KRBK ; lil some some i cooked up, heavily inspired by @tablemugbed krbk fanart i saw, so yeah hehe, there’s that :3

Hope you enjoy; i’m a hardcore multi shipper so they’ll likely be more than just krbk >_<

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Certainly, I’ve lost the details by now, but maybe I haven't, maybe they’re all truly still there.

The snow drowning the night, the headlights that felt too bright, my broken tooth, and the blood that ran down my chin, falling in small drops, staining that beloved white hoodie of mine, that we'd picked together.

It was all just a tarnished teenage dream, your crappy car that'd sing at certain speeds, the dashboard where we rested our feet.

I held my bleeding mouth, as we laughed, though, out of the four of us, you were the only one who was genuinely worried.

Behind the hysterical laughs of Sero and Kamanari, the ringing of my ears, and the oh-so-crappy but beloved sound of your car, I'd wondered if you'd felt it too.

That terrible muffled ring, that hideous, screeching tone that had no business sounding so sweet,

I wondered if you’d heard it too. I wondered if you'd heard the same sound I heard, when you called out to me, not your voice, but your sound.

That sound that I wanted to sully.

Though, I guess that mustn’t be the right word.

Though that sound rang within me, bouncing off of you, like radio waves crawling towards me, urging you to reach me, that familiar sound that's called to me since our first year.

You were speeding to the hospital, and the sound of the engine was horrifying, but at the time I wasn't thinking about that, how could I think of that?

When you were right there, with both your hands tight on the wheel, placed perfectly at ten and two.

My pulse lodging inside my throat, as you gave me the occasional look, frantically asking,

“Does it hurt?”

Oh.

It always does.

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I hope you enjoyed! >_< maybe it’s angsty idk, go check out @tablemugbed on tt, they post all krbk fanart im pretty sure :3

[antiquepearlss]

just like genuinely, what do u think the tts cast does on halloween? as in like whos chilling at home watching movies(and maybe giving out candy to trick-or-treaters), whos throwing a party?, whos attending said party, who ARE the trick-or-treaters?

i dont really have any opinions but i do think raps throws a party, but its outside so anyone can join, i think varian usually attends but sometimes he js stays home and chills(but he dresses up for the vibes), and the girl obviously go trick-or-treating and lance takes them:3(they meet up at rapunzels after a long night and they trade candy and have a big sleepover to celebrate halloween)

I’m loving the Halloween/fall asks ty

I think Raps throws a Halloween party every year, and it’s always really big. And yes, it’s outside so anyone can join! Eugene also gets in on the fun and helps. They do matching couples costumes. If they’re not partying, the two love giving candy out to trick or treaters, and to people who work on Halloween. Then they spend the night in matching pajamas and watch various non-scary Halloween movies and eat enough candy to put themselves into a coma.

Lance and the girls are happy to join the party, Cass has enough fun but would rather be at home, (and she rarely dresses up, she puts on a t shirt and is like “this is my costume”) and Varian kinda hates parties, but he enjoys being with his friends and not feeling like a loser for spending Halloween alone. (Ha now Hugo can’t make fun of him.) I think they go ab 50% of the time, if Lance and the girls are done trick or treating, and Varian and Cass feel like socializing.

Literally none of them have trick or treated so Lance makes sure to give Kiera and Catalina that experience. He and Rapunzel put so much effort into their costumes and he gives them tips on amplifying their cuteness for more candy. Even when the girls get older, he’s still insistent on them having fun. I don’t think Varian trick or treated past age seven tbh, it just doesn’t seem like something Quirin would be all that into. He was really bummed at the time, but is too “grown up” to go as a teenager. Cass thinks it’s weird. (killjoy)

I think Varian and Cassandra mostly spend Halloweens just watching scary movies and eating candy tbh. Sometimes they do it together. I think Cass enjoys slasher films and idk what horror he would like tbh, he seems like someone who is both easily freaked out and also super nitpicky when it comes to movies lmao. I think he just watches Over The Garden Wall or True Crime YouTube or whatever Cass decides to put on. I think he, Cass, the girls, and Eugene enjoy really bad horror movies and making fun of them together. (They all love Velocipastor)

[nonagesimus]

Hiii for ur birthday prompts can you do something to do with Batman!Dick

thank uuuuu ana, enjoy!!

(AO3 link)

Maybe one day, Dick thinks for the umpteenth time, putting on the batsuit won’t feel like dressing up in his dad’s clothes.

It's funny, knowing the batsuit so well. Dick has seen every iteration of it; he's known every piece of padding, every trick to make the shoulders broader, the silhouette more intimidating. Still, on Bruce the façade never seemed to matter. On him it all seems painfully obvious. The lifts in the boots, the thick armour at the ribs, the arc of the cape. He looks like a kid in one of those stupid foam muscle-suit Halloween costumes.

"Grayson," comes sharply through the air, interrupting his train of thought. "We're behind schedule."

They're not. Insofar as they have a schedule, they're right on time. Still. It's a Robin's job to boss Batman round a bit. Dick had nearly a decade of being the bosser, it serves him right to be on the other side of it now.

"Alright," he says. "You know the route for today?"

"Tt." The kid's standing at attention by the batmobile. Too serious to do anything so base as to lean. "C-Alpha to B-Theta. It's Friday."

Dick hums approvingly, rounding to the driver's side. Fridays are busy, usually. It'll be good. Give him a chance to get lost in the work of it.

Especially since they haven’t had much in the way of real Rogue activity going on. It should hopefully just be muggings and burglaries, and simple things like that. A busy—but easy—night wavers like a dream in front of him as he starts the car and pulls into the tunnel that’ll lead them up from the Bunker. In the passenger side, Damian sits tense and ready. Maybe everything on Dick’s shoulder’s is too heavy, but they can still have a good day.

So, of course, they haven’t even reached their starting point for the night before the police radio starts filling up with something about Killer Croc tearing up Newtown with an angle towards Burnley, and they have to swing north. If anything, Damian’s more eager. Dick’s just tired.

Still. He has to muster up some enthusiasm for the kid.

“I think this is gonna be a whole crock of trouble, don’t you?”

“Tt.”

He grins, pulls into a parking space. Car alarms are blaring in the distance; it’s not too difficult to figure out what direction to head.

“Maybe a roaring good time.”

“Stop.”

“Whaddaya say we scale that apartment building so we can we can get a better look at what’s going on?”

“You’re a disgrace.”

But Damian does lead the way to the top of the apartment building. They get there right in time to watch Croc toss a motorcycle clear twenty feet down the road.

And that’s just the beginning.

They tranq Croc and wait around until a proper retrieval squad with heavy-duty restraints show up to cart him off. Then there’s a shootout in Chinatown with The Lucky Dragons and The Triad. Then a hold up at a 7-11, which feels like it was going to be a return to a normal night, but it turns out to just be a teenager who needs a little talking down, and Dick ends up paying for the groceries he was trying to steal, and letting him know where a good food bank was, while Damian—spoiling for more of a fight—fumes.

“This isn’t what Batman should be,” he says, once they’re back on the rooftops, tone stiff and disapproving.

“Why?” Dick asks, mildly.

There’s still a bit of a division between the idea of Batman and the reality, with Damian. It hasn’t helped that Bruce is—Well. It just means that Dick is failing to live up to what Batman should be. Now that Bruce is gone, Damian doesn’t have to confront Bruce not being what he expected anymore. He can blame it all on Dick. Maybe that idea isn’t fair. The kid’s doing fine. He’s just still adjusting.

“We fight crime,” Damian says.

“Eh,” Dick shrugs. “I like to think of it as we help people.”

Damian scoffs but doesn’t comment more. Really, on the leaderboard of Batman’s Legacy fights, it ranks pretty low.

Part of him wants to counter, to push. To ask about Robin, since he had to have bit more authority on that. Instead he takes them the long way to get back on-route, through all the up and down on the edge of Old Gotham and the Diamond District. Maybe it was just adrenaline and exertion making Damian breathless at the end of the run, but Dick can dream it’s exhilaration too. And that was close enough to talking about it.

He’s about to call it for the night when there’s another call—Upper East Side, this time, a classic mob bar shootout—and when the clean up’s finally done, Dick says, “Maybe Batman stands for overworking yourself, actually.”

Damian sniffs and says, “You simply lack conditioning,” but he’s drooping.

“We can work on it together,” Dick says, dryly. “It’s still time to head back.”

On the drive, Damian falls victim to the time-honoured Robin tradition of falling asleep in the batmobile. He’s subtle enough about it that Dick almost doesn’t notice; just his arms folded, his chin tipping down towards his chest. Dick doesn’t know what he looked like when he fell asleep in the car as a kid. He’d just come to getting scooped out of the seat, barely wake up enough to change out of the suit and shower. Tim he got to carry himself a few times. Kid would sleep through it and they’d end up having to take him all the way upstairs. Jason he only saw it happen once—He’d been talking and Bruce had slowly started to modulate the volume of their conversation down. It’d clicked, and Dick had looked over to see Jason slumped against the door, heavily enough that he’d wondered how they were going to get him out of there—Maybe he could hold the kid up and Bruce could open the door?—but Bruce had pulled into the Cave and Jason had woken up at the sound of the hand brake, blinking to full awareness and acting like nothing had happened.

Dick spends the whole drive back wondering what Damian will do. And what he should do; even if Damian is the stay asleep no matter what’s happening kind of kid, Dick doesn’t think he’d especially want to be carried all the way up to the penthouse. It doesn’t matter because he ends up being more like Jason. Dick pulls the batmobile into it’s space and turns the engine off and Damian opens the door and climbs out so smoothly Dick wouldn’t have known he’d been asleep if he hadn’t seen it.

“You did good today,” he says, as they make their way to the showers.

“Of course,” Damian says, “I’m in peak condition.”

Dick thinks about doing a lot of things. Damian’s still reluctant about what he considers childish, but they’re running at a rate of maybe three out of five times being interested in post-patrol ice cream now that they’ve figured out what kinds of flavours he likes. Dick could suggest they do something tomorrow, which they’d at least get to sleep before. The cape feels like it’s dragging his shoulders down, boots heavy every time he takes a step. Maybe, he thinks, Batman just means doing what you’re able when you’re able.

He ruffles Damian’s hair and says, “Wash up and get some rest, ok?”

Damian says, “You don’t need to micromanage,” but he doesn’t push the hand away that hard.

Dick heads to his own shower, takes off the batsuit, tries to pretend the weight isn’t still there.

[justelib]

My Katsuki Bakugou Headcanons!

let’s start of simple.

• a lot of us headcanon Bakugou as Deaf\half Deaf due to his quirk, and im all for it, but I also believe that Mitsuki had Bakugou learn sign language at a young age, worried that he would eventually lose hearing.

• no one can convince me otherwise, this man is a raging bisexual. He honestly doesn’t care about dating but he’s totally attracted to men, women and those in between.

• His bestfriend is Kirishima, but im pretty sure that’s Canon.

• he absolutely hates himself for how he treated Izuku.

• he smells like cinnamon…I just- I can’t, he has to smell like Cinnamon.

• I Don’t know why but I fully believe that Bakugou knows how to braid. Like, he’s able to Plait, Dutch braid, French braid, everything.

• for his S\O, he’ll always call them ‘Dumbass’, even if it’s in a harsh tone of voice he means it affectionately.

• THIS MAN WEARS EYE LINER. YOU CAN NOT TELL ME OTHER WISE.

• he has piercings. He does. Lip, tongue, nose, eyebrow, ears. They’re all pierced, some are removed occasionally.

• he loves reading. All genres.

• he can play guitar but prefers drums.

• total germaphobe.

• we all now this dude loves his spicy foods.

• he’d beat the shit out of anyone, ANYONE, if they purposely Deadnamed, Used the wrong pronouns for someone. It honestly doesn’t even matter who they are, it doesn’t matter if he knows them or not, he’ll defend the person with his life when it comes to things like that.

• he makes little booms from his palms when he’s anxious.

• I believe that he loves cuddles when sleeping, when he’s tired that’s when he’s soft and quiet.

• …he slept with an Almight plushie until he was ten\Eleven.

• he loves to watch movies\TV shows in bed, it has to be in bed. He’ll sit on a couch and blankly stare at a TV and have no idea what is happening because the couch is so uncomfortable.

• if his S\O or a close friend as long hair and is sitting in-front of him then he won’t be able to help himself, he’ll subconsciously start braiding. (Am I thinking of giving Bakugou a little sister Oc…yes TT^TT)

• he’ll show respect until disrespected. He believes in respect is earned, it doesn’t matter if it’s his elder or not.

• he absolutely loves teenage mutant ninja turtles 2012 (I’m not reflecting…IM NOT!)

• ^ his favourite characters Are Raphael and Casey, you can not convince me otherwise.

• he goes all out on training, I believe that on weekends, specifically Saturdays, he will train from 6 am to 7 pm.

• …he loves watermelon, I don’t know why, he just does.

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More headcanons to come, any idea on who’s next?

[patrophthia]

Please do the winning in a fight Gryffindor boys edition😂

you ask i deliver!!

rating how likely i’d win in a fight with gryffindor boys

short and silly little rambling that takes me 10 minutes to come up with,, please don’t take this seriously TT

there’s a lot to go through so we’ll start with the marauders era

sirius black 8/10

if we’re talking teenage sirius here i could def fight him, he’s a guy with a pretty face and a cocky personality and i will fight him. just to say i fought him.

remus lupin 0/10

this man has to suffer a full moon i AM NOT fighting the poor guy, not unless my fist is my mouth and i fight him with kisses

james potter 10/10

🤺 FOR LILYYY!!! i think he’d do a pretty good job holding his own, and there’s really a 70/30 chance of either of me winning (im the 30) but he’d put up a good fight and would be pretty entertaining to watch. i’d probably end up running because he decided to chase after in his animagus form.

peter pettigrew 100/10

next

golden era boys

harry potter 1/10

listen, i’d never fight the guy because he’s just a lame loser who’s also cute as hell. and two, i’d probably end up losing because i just think he’d end up winning with his chosen one powers so i am backing up before we even start.

ron weasley 7/10

the idea of fighting ron is so funny to me, because ron and i are so similar and different at the same time. book ron is brave and quick as hell so i’d honestly be terrified (in theory) but he’s quick on chess only so as long as it’s hand on hand combat i’m standing a chance (i don’t know how to fight)

neville longbottom -10/10

i wouldn’t even THINK about fighting the guy, he’s such a cutie

weasley twins 47/10

listen to me LISTEN TO ME i would not win, i would not stand a chance at winning, they’d pull a prank before i could even pull up but god i want to fight them so bad, they’re so annoying (in the best way) and i have such a big crush on them so like fight me, even if i lose i still kinda win 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

[starlightbelle]

7, 12

Oooh, yay! Thanks for asking; I’m gonna have fun with this one! 😃

7. One DC death you’d like to make permanent — or alternatively, one you’d erase so it never happened?

Hmmm…tough one. I’m not usually a fan of permanent character deaths tbh. Especially with my faves. But even with other characters like…they’re someone’s fave, y’know?

I guess maybe I’d say Solomon Grundy?? Granted my only exposure to him has been in JLU but I was so…bored?? I’m not a fan of the “giant hulking characters who no speak good” trope. So I guess I’d write him out 🤷‍♀️ Sorry that’s the only thing that comes to mind rn

It’s definitely not Jason. That’s who it’s not

Although the “death by fan-vote” is kinda a crummy thing, at this point in the narrative it is kinda fascinating having him brought back. It has evolved to be synonymous with his character so I don’t know whether or not I’d erase his death from comics canon. The storytelling potential is too immense 😅

Last-minute addition:

Oh! I’d make it so that Aquababy (Artur) never dies. Killing him off is dumb and I hate it, so I’m reversing it.

12. Pick up to 7 characters to star in a Teen Titans ongoing (any era or generation you like). What tone do you envision for this series?

Okay I pondered this and I think I found a lineup I’m comfortable with:

Dick Grayson/Nightwing

Koriand’r/Starfire

Wally West/ Kid Flash

Donna Troy/ Troia

Artemis Crock/ Artemis

Jaime Reyes/ Blue Beetle

Jason Todd/ (??)😉

Dick, Kori, and Wally I knew immediately. My dream team is not complete without these three. Donna has been left out of so much for far too long, and she’s Dick’s other best friend, and I just like her character.

After that it becomes a bit dicey because I have to narrow it down to seven…

I elected to have Artemis (Crock) with her YJ-characterization. I like her in the show and she’d fill the archer role since (sorry, don’t hate me) I’m not making Roy a draft pick, lol. Plus she and Wally are great together and I like her friendship with Dick.

I’m putting Cyborg on the Justice League, so he won’t be a member of the Titans. Having Garfield without Vic feels off somehow, and having Raven without BB also feels off. I like Jaime so that could be fun, plus I liked the idea of him and Kori being on a Team together (since she showed up in his comics run recently).

My last pick…might be unexpected?

I feel like most of the run would center mostly on these six. With a side-plot-turned-main-plot tying in another antagonistic figure (Red X/Red Hood) who ends up being Jason Todd. In the end of the first arc, Jason ends up joining the Team (he maintains that he works alone, yadda yadda…but he definitely joined the team 😅)

I’ll ramble a little more under the cut. I have more thoughts but don’t want this post to be too long so I’ll abbreviate it here 😁

The tone would probably be somewhere between the Young Justice and Teen Titans cartoons. I’m a big fan of YJ’s first season especially. I also like the anime influences TT had.

Maybe something similar in tone to My Hero Academia? It can be lighthearted at times but isn’t pulling its punches when it comes to the action/storytelling aspects.

I’m giving this run the “Titans” title since I don’t envision this being a teenagers story. They’re probably mostly young adults.

Dick has been friends with Wally and Donna for a long while already. Maybe Kori at the point has been on Earth for a couple years? Artemis has been close with Dick and Wally especially for several years. Jaime is the last to join the Team (until Jason) which feeds his insecurities at times. Kori is more than eager to help him through those feelings (which is how their friendship blooms)

All-in-all, I want this to be a very close knit group. I’ve always liked the idea of Kori and Wally being friends too, and Donna is canonically one of her best friends, too.

It would probably be a largely urban setting, as only one (arguably, two?) of these characters is not native to that landscape.

I think other settings could be possible at some point, teaming up with someone from Atlantis, for example. (Part of the reason why I didn’t choose an Atlantean to begin with was I was torn between classic Garth or YJ Kaldur)

Anyway this was fun!! Thanks for asking! 😅

[yourneighborhoodneighbor]

For once Tim was glad he was currently on an Alfred-mandated coffee break, if only so he could be mostly certain he wasn’t currently hallucinating.

Talk of Amity Park, allegedly the most haunted place on earth, wasn’t new. Sure, it hadn’t really been on the bats’s radar much, since they usually were more focused on things that were a threat than just weird little towns that had a gimmick. And a high concentration of metas in one small town was certainly unusual, but as they didn’t seem to be in danger (or be a danger) the fact was negligible.

But some DNA results taken from the used glasses in a restaurant from a visiting class on a trip to Gotham had more than flapped the bats’s wings, so to say.

Over 20 samples, and not a single hit on the meta gene.

And yet.

Tim had seen, with his own eyes as he followed along on the rooftops, how the teenagers and even their teacher did things that no non-meta human should be able to. Saw them talking to empty air and then saw the air seemingly listen as the things they had asked for came to happen.

They had followed the class along during their trip, collecting evidence and observing, and still reached no conclusions. They were all simply inexplicably weird, the weirdest of all being a boy who sometimes simply disappeared. Extra lab findings, including one of the guy’s blood they had gotten off an alley floor after he had somehow both faceplanted against a wall and taken out a mugger, had shown over and over again an almost mocking result of no meta genes.

So here Tim was, on a “vacation” with his brothers (the situation demanded more than one set of hands at this point), to sightsee the self-proclaimed “Most Haunted Town in The States!”. Most weirdest would be more correct.

It was like entering a different dimension. People were just walking down the street, conversing with thin air, or handing things to empty space that somehow got carried away.

Tim was sure he even saw an entire pizza delivery backpack racing down the street, no driver or even motorcycle in sight. And Tim was sure if he tested any of them few if any would be a meta.

It was fascinating and Tim wanted to metaphorically dig his detective fingers right into it.

His current train(wreck) of thought was interrupted by Jason giving a low whistle at his side.

“Damn, so these are the people we’re investigating? Why didn’t you mention they were green? Feels like a pretty important detail to have just left out,” the second eldest brother said.

“What?!” Dick voiced Tim’s own thoughts. “What do you mean green? They just look like regular people! Or, well, as regular as they can seem when interacting with thin air,” he finished.

“Tt. Is this a prank? Are you and Drake playing a joke on Todd and I after we were gone for that mission this past month?”

“I- no. Baby bat what are you talking about?” Dick answered, even more confused now. Tim was just glad to not be a part of the current conversation. His eye caught a cat being floated out of a tree and settled into a little boy’s arms a little ways away.

“Woah, woah, woah, time out! What do you mean “interacting with thin air”? You’re telling me you genuinely can’t see the green people? They’re just, what, empty space to you? Who are the non-meta metas you were talking about if not them?!” Jason threw in.

“Ummm, wh- uh…” Dick floundered for a response. Tim resisted jumping in place while that all was going on. This just kept getting better and better. What was with the people from this town? Both the ones he could see and the ones he apparently couldn’t?

Jason and Damian casually parted form where they were standing side by side, Jason letting out a low “no problem” along with the action, as if he was letting someone through, while Dick had given up on saying something for the time being.

Tim thought this was better than coffee.

He wanted to figure out why Jason and Damian, and apparently the rest of this town, could see something Dick and him couldn’t. He should test this. His inner mad scientist started peeking through.

His thoughts were (rudely, he was getting so excited for this!) interrupted again, this time by the very disappearing teenager that had made even Bruce almost pop a vessel with the level of weird bullshit he represented.

“Hi! Welcome to Amity. First time?” he asked, as if they weren’t in a small town where everybody knew everybody and therefore could clock foreigners from a mile away. “Are you here on purpose, or do you need the beginner’s information brochure?” he asked, as if any of them knew what the heck he was talking about.

Tim made sideways eye contact with his brothers, all of them discussing what to do. Technically they were here on purpose, but the way the guy had said it alluded to the fact that he meant a very specific purpose.

It was decided they would accept the beginner’s brochure. Answers were answers, after all.

Why did the others agree it was Tim who had to speak, though?

“Uh, yeah, we’ll take the brochure,” he told the teen casually.

For some reason the boy winced a little, looking at them all with slight guilt, as if he knew whatever they were about to learn wouldn’t be pleasant.

He turned to Jason and Damian specifically.

“As I’m sure you have noticed, you two can probably see more of this town than the other two. This may be a bit of a heavy conversation, if you need the brochure, so how about we go get something to eat and I can explain everything in more detail?” he said, taking a bunch of brochures about of nowhere and handing them one each.

They started inspecting them as they walked, the teenager, Jason and Damian occasionally swerving around nothing whereas Dick and Tim went along the sidewalk without trouble.

The brochure was mostly pale blue with small purple rivulets, with little floating blobs of green jelly scattered around the front. That wasn’t too bad.

It was the title that got Tim to full attention immediately and both brought forth why the teen thought they needed to have a deeper discussion and made the situation that much more fascinating complicated.

“So You Have a Closer Relationship With Death Than Most” a happy little blob stated.

Tim was really starting to love this town.

DP X DC

Of which ghosts are all of similar strain: normal ppl can't see them unless in specific circumstances OR having been exposed to specific situations (ex. Death and Resurrection, Lazarus Pit, having a portal to afterlife in one building in your small town, etc).

Or

Ppl outside Amity Park literally couldn't see what's happening in Amity Park. Somehow there's this one kid that keeps on disappearing, people floating for absolutely no reason (they're not even meta??) (It might be some ghost picking up a person to the Amity Parker's, no biggie), just who are these ppl talking to/about??

Amity Park isn't the most haunted city in US. It's the weirdest.

[mrsalejandro]

and also some of you Aletyler shippers be drawing grape (or just sexual) art and/or using them as your tt pfps yall are nasty for that they are teenagers. People will be like “oh but they’re in their thirties now!” it’s a fucking cartoon they don’t age like Owen didn’t age a bit in the reboot and yall don’t even age them up when you draw or sexualize them either which is STILL bad since it’s like looking at a kid/teen and being like “oh they’re gonna be hot when they turn 18” WHAT THE FUCK??

They don’t understand Aleheather like I do 💔

“But they’re toxic!!” Like alenoah or aletyler is any better (no shade to those ships or nontoxic shippers)

[fizzydrink698]

i've been trying to get into 1st gen kpop but most spotify playlists include only the same 4 groups. you don't have some recs by any chance? perhaps even something cunty sung by women

god I love talking about kpop. my kpop tastes are strange and varied and i will talk at length about it 😅

so, 1st gen kpop is buckwild and i love it. it’s very unpolished, experimental stuff bc obviously there are no formulas yet. people are just trying shoot their shot in the dark, and seeing what sticks 😊

the hits hit, and the misses miss. dramatically.

i’m a terrible judge for cunty music, but i’ll lean towards girl groups for these specific recommendations:

baby vox (specifically their third album, “come come come baby” and onwards. the first two albums are full of member changes and struggling to find a marketable style that works for them, but there are no member changes from the third album onwards and they have absolutely found their groove. the two lead singles on that album are great, and i have “killer” saved on my favourite kpop songs playlist)

s.e.s (their early stuff is very fairy-cute concept, but they get into more mature stuff as they grow into their career. i have “U” on my playlist from their fifth album)

fin.k.l (same as s.e.s, they start off quite cute and cuddly and then grow into maturer stuff. their song “now” is on my playlist)

boa. (my fucking girl boa. great music. every lead single is fuckin great. love her. highlights for me include “ID;Peace B”, “No. 1”, “Atlantis Princess”, “My Name” and “Girls On Top” which fucking rules)

park jiyoon (“coming of age ceremony” hits so hard. this record was so popular that it was jype’s best-selling album until a twice ep (the one with “TT” overtook it. 20 years later. and also fun fact, technically makes the tiniest of cameos in my ‘consort’ fic bc i’m a nerd for kpop history)

and for boys

h.o.t (the only song I out-and-out love is “candy”. but their debut is pretty good - and fun fact, SKZ cover it in the first episode of their survival show way back in 2017, it’s adorable. be prepared for…like, weird shit in their songs. they have a werewolf song on their second album and they howl on it and on stages and it’s just campy fun. the og template for exo’s “Wolf”, i’d put money on it)

shinhwa (“perfect man”. fuck me, “perfect man”. SO good. one of my favourite 1st gen songs. one of the very few songs that still feels timeless. SO GOOD. “twinkling of paradise” is also fucking weird, it’s a hip-hop track that samples fucking swan lake. but from what i remember, the original 90s version has the n-word in it which is a massive turn-off for me. the downside of 1st gen kpop, they’re blinding grasping at a lot of hip-hop elements without understanding them.)

rain (you can really feel the jyp fingerprints on this guy, for better and for worse. i enjoy his songs, but definitely with at least a little sense of irony. his debut song is all about him being a ~bad guy~, like come on. the dude is still a teenager here, it’s more cute than anything else)

seo taiji and boys (FUCKING “I Know”. the song that literally started kpop as we know it now. SO SOOO GOOD. it was my most-played song of 2020. my favourite 1st gen kpop song. it still holds up, and it was released in 1992. thirty years ago. also, shout out to “hayeoga” for the best guitar solo in kpop (not including k-bands, ofc, but even then it’s up there) and “come back home” which, while i’m personally ‘eh’ on it, is a lot of people’s favourite. also also shout-out to “classroom idea” for being the only kpop song i know of with fucking death growls in it. like i said 1st gen is wild, they are doing so much experimental shit.)

there are other groups i know of but haven’t yet explored (off the top of head: jewelry, chakra, m.i.l.k, sechskies, epik high - who i only really know for their 2nd gen stuff - turbo, deux) but uh…yeah. this list was long enough as it is 😅😅

[tricksters-captain]

Bucky Barnes imagines - Some Sunny Day Part 4

AN: What a crazy episode! I definitely think this episode was one of the best so far and I cannot wait to see what happens next after that insane ending!

Overall Summary: Before the Blip, you and Bucky were close. After you both returning and Tony’s funeral, you decided to go back to your home town to spend time with your family. When duty calls, you return.  

In this chapter: Now in Latvia, you and the boys must find Karli before the Dora take Zemo away (Based on S1 EP4)

(PART 1) (PART 2) (PART 3)

Pairing(s): Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader, Sam Wilson x Platonic!Reader

Word Count: 6,123

Warnings: Spoilers for episode 4, violence, strong language.

Once inside Zemo’s apartment, you started to look through the cupboards. 

Zemo had excused himself to take a bath but you felt starved. 

Even with the limited stock you managed to whip something up for you and Sam. 

“Thank you.” Sam took the bowl from you gratefully. The food Zemo had given you on his private plane wasn’t exactly edible and you were still feeling the affects of the Nagel fail in your body. 

“Well, the Wakandans are here.” Bucky announced as he entered the apartment; having returned from his walk. “They want Zemo. Bought us some more time.”

“”Were you followed?” Sam looked up at him. 

“No.” Bucky made his way over to you and Sam by the kitchen island. 

“How can you be so sure?” Zemo pondered. 

“Cause I know when I’m being followed.” Bucky sent an unimpressed glance to the man in the bathrobe. 

You pushed a bowl of pasta towards Bucky but he shook his head and pulled out his phone.

“It was sweet of you to defend me at least.” Zemo stated. 

“Hey, you shut it.” Sam quipped. “No one’s defending you. You killed Nagel.” 

“You gotta eat.” You whispered to Bucky. 

“Do we really have to litigate what may or may not have happened?” Zemo rounded the island so he was closer to you all.

“I’ll eat later.” Bucky mumbled back to you as he furrowed his brow at twitter. 

“There’s nothing to litigate. You straight shot the man.” Sam argued with Zemo. 

“Sam.” Bucky had found something. 

“What?” Sam turned his attention to Bucky and away from Zemo. 

“Karli bombed a GRC supply depot.” Bucky showed you his phone screen so you could read.

“What? What’s the damage?” Sam’s concern grew quickly. 

“Eleven injured, three dead.” You said after skimming over the article. 

“They have a list of demands and are promising more attacks if those demands aren’t met.” Bucky added as Sam sighed. 

“She’s getting worse.” Zemo spoke up. “I have the will to complete this mission. Do the three of you?”

“She’s just a kid.” Sam was right. She was only young, she reminded you of you when you first joined the avengers. Desperate to fight for a cause. 

“You’re seeing something in her that isn’t there.” Zemo disagreed. “You’re clouded by it. She’s a supremacist. The very concept of a Super Soldier will always trouble people. It’s that warped aspiration that led to Nazis, to Ultron, to the Avengers.”

“You’re talking about our friends.” You felt the need to remind Zemo that you were actually apart of the Avengers as you placed your empty bowl in the sink. 

“The Avengers, not the Nazis.” Bucky felt the need to clarify. 

“So, Karli is radicalised, but there has to be a peaceful way to stop her.” Sam was determined there wasn’t a need for a fight. 

“The desire to become a superhuman cannot be separated from supremacist ideals. Anyone with that serum is inherently on that path. She will not stop. She will escalate until you kill her.” Zemo explained as he reached for the bowl you had originally offered Bucky. “Or she kills you.” 

You swatted his hand away to which he frowned at. 

“Maybe you’re wrong, Zemo. The serum never corrupted Steve.” Bucky argued his point. 

“Touché.” Zemo picked up a biscuit instead. Holding it on his finger as he spoke. “But there has never been another Steve Rogers, has there?”

“Well, maybe we should give him to the Wakandans right now.” Bucky suggested to you and Sam as he moved over to the couch. 

“And you’ll give up your tour guide?” Zemo asked as he opened the cupboards to look for some food. 

“Yes.” Bucky didn’t hesitate. 

“From my understanding, Donya is like a pillar of the community, right?” Sam interrupted with a new thought. “So, when I was a kid, my TT passed away.”

“Your TT?” Bucky asked, unsure of what Sam had meant. 

“Yeah, my TT, yeah.” Sam nodded. 

“Who is your TT?” Bucky asked as you sat down beside him. 

“Fine. When I was a kid, my aunt passed away and the entire neighborhood got together for a ceremony. It was like a week long. Maybe they’re doing the same thing for Donya.” Sam proposed. He could be right. 

“Worth a shot.” You proclaimed. 

“Your TT would be proud of you.” Zemo sounded more awkward at the use of the phrase before he pulled out a fancy looking tin. “Turkish delight? Irresistible.”

Sam caught the small sweet that Zemo had thrown. 

“I say Zemo put’s some clothes on and we head over to the refugee camp that Donya was staying. See if anyone knows anything about a funeral or ceremony for her.” You ignored Zemo as he looked down at the sweets. 

“Sounds like a plan.” Sam stood from his seat at the island and looked over at Zemo. 

Zemo nodded before disappearing into a bedroom to change. 

It didn't take long to get to the camp from Zemo’s apartment. 

“Shame what’s become of this place. When I was young, we used to come here for fabulous dinners and parties. I knew nothing of the politics of the time, of course, but I remember it being beautiful.” Zemo seemed saddened by the state of the buildings being used as the camp. 

“I’m gonna take a look around upstairs. See what you can find out here. And keep an eye on him.” Sam told Bucky as he gestured to Zemo. 

“I’ll stay out of your way.” Zemo promised. 

“(Y/n), you look around through there. See if you can... You know.” Sam pointed down through one of the ground floor doors. You nodded and left the men.

Most of the adults fled when you entered the building but you noticed a young girl who looked too busy with what she was doing to notice. She had looked maybe 16 or 17 years old and she was embroidering an old silk scarf. 

“That’s beautiful.” You knelt down beside her but as you spoke, her eyes shot up and widened with shock and fear. 

“T-t-thank you.” She stuttered as her eyes flittered around the room for help. 

“It’s okay. I was just wondering if I could have a look at it.” You smiled softly at the girl as you held your hand out. 

She reluctantly gave it to you. 

“This truly is beautiful. You are very talented. May I buy it from you?” You placed your hand in your pocket and pulled out a note that you had previously stolen from Zemo’s jacket.

“You c-c-can have it.” She whispered as she stood. You rose with her as you folded the scarf to place into your pocket. 

“I insist.” You took her hand gently and cautiously and placed the money in her palm. She smiled but she still was nervous and full of worry. You figured she knew who you were. 

You folded your hands over hers and that’s when you unplugged the cork on your powers. 

You closed your eyes and within seconds all the girls memories flooded into your head. 

You tried not to react as it happened. 

You tried your best to filter through the memories quickly. When you reached the time after the blip, you slowed down. You saw the horrors of them being rejected, being abandoned and then you saw Mama Donya and Karli. 

You focused on Karli. 

You watched Karli smile and laugh with all the children, she’d play and look after them as Donya looked after Karli. 

Closer memories brought what seemed like events that only just happened. Karli visiting with supplies. 

You saw the mourning of Mama Donya from everyone and then you saw the arrangements for the funeral. 

You opened your eyes and let go of the girls hand. She thanked you again and left. She would have never realised what you had seen as the memories are shown to you within a matter of seconds. 

You leant against the table and inhaled deeply. 

You felt weak again. 

You pushed yourself off the table and headed back out to Bucky. 

Zemo was surrounded by a bunch of small children.

“You okay?”Bucky asked. The second you reappeared he immediately noticed a change in you. 

“I’m okay.” You lied. “I spoke to one of the teenagers inside. I looked inside her head. You were right, Sam. They are having a funeral but she only knew that she would be taken to it later this afternoon.” You explained as Sam joined you both. 

“Good work.” Sam wrapped his arm around you and gave you a small squeeze of appreciation. 

They both knew how hard it must've been for you to use your powers after the Nagel incident. 

The toll of touching the dead had knocked you for six in the past and in a matter of forty eight hours you had touched the dead and looked into the memories of a live person. 

You’ll need an energy boost before you can do this again. 

Zemo turned back to you and you all returned to the apartment. 

“Well, I got nothin’. No one’s talkin’ about Donya.” Bucky slouched down on the couch in defeat. 

“Yeah, it’s because Karli is the only one fighting for them.” Sam joined him on the couch. “And she’s not wrong.”

“What do you mean?” Bucky asked. 

“For five years, people have been welcomed into countries that have kept them out using barbwire. There were houses and jobs. Folks were happy to have people around to help them rebuild. It wasn’t just one community coming together, it was the entire world coming together. And then, boom. Just like that, it goes right back to the way it used to be. To them, at least Karli’s doin’ somethin’.” Sam explained himself. 

“You really think her ends justify her means? Then, she’s no different than him or anybody else we’ve fought.” Bucky pointed over to Zemo. 

“She’s different. She’s not motivated by the same things.” Sam argued with Bucky.

“Sam’s right.” You spoke up. “When I looked into that girls head I saw a lot of Karli. She means a lot to those people, she is their light, their Captain America. But she’s just a kid. From what I saw she has a whole lot of love in her heart and I'm not saying that hurting and killing people is right but she sees it as the only way to help her people.” 

Zemo had walked over from the kitchen with a tray as you spoke. 

“That little girl. What’d she tell you?” Bucky questioned him. 

“The funeral is this afternoon.” Zemo only said what you already knew. 

“We know that. Now you know the Dora’s coming for you any minute. In fact, they’re probably lurking outside right now. Keep talking.” Bucky demanded. 

“Leaving you to turn on me once we get to Karli. Hmm. I prefer to keep my leverage.” Zemo sure knew how to push someone’s buttons. 

Bucky shot up and threw Zemo’s cup against the wall. The crashing of the glass made both you and Sam jump to your feet. 

“You wanna see what someone can do with leverage?” Bucky threatened Zemo. 

“Take it easy. Don’t engage him. He’s just gonna extort you and do that stupid head tilt thing.” Sam tried to de-elevate the situation. “Let me make a call.”

“You want some cherry blossom tea?” Zemo offered Bucky as Sam walked away.

“No, you go ahead.” Bucky grumbled, scowling at the Baron. 

“Come on.” You took Bucky’s hand and pulled him away from Zemo. 

You headed into the bathroom and started to fill up the tub with some cold water. 

“Will you get me some ice?” You asked Bucky to which he complied. 

Once the tub was full of ice water, you stripped and climbed inside. 

Bucky had taken a stool and faced the door to give you some privacy. 

“You shouldn’t let him get to you.” You said as you settled into the water. Your body was screaming at you as the ice touched it but you knew it’d give you the wake up call you and your muscles needed. 

“I don’t.” Bucky grimaced. 

“You don’t? Oh, so the shattered cup in the other room was just a scare tactic?” You mused. 

“Yep.” Bucky grumbled. 

“Okay.” You sighed before going under. 

The cold water hit your brain and you immediately sat back up. 

“Feel better?” Bucky had heard the splashing of the water. 

“Yeah.” You admitted, running your hands over your face and hair. “Can I have my towel?”

Bucky kept his back to you as he passed you the towel. 

You wrapped it around you and stepped out. 

“You can look.” You told him.

Bucky turned and his eyes went straight to the bruises that covered your legs and arms. 

“I’m okay, Buck.” You assured him as you watched the cogs turning in his head. 

“I forget you aren’t...” Bucky’s words dropped off as he stepped closer and lightly took your arm, examining the damage. 

“That I’m not a super soldier?” You smirked. “I may bruise but I can hold a lot more than most, Buck.” 

“Doesn’t stop me worrying.” Bucky admitted as he lowered your arm. 

“I know.” You whispered, looking up at the man’s deep blue eyes.

“You better get dressed. You already know what Sam is thinking with us both being gone right now.” Bucky went to go towards the door when you stopped him. 

“I had a dream about Wakanda on the plane ride here.” You confessed. 

Bucky stopped and looked back at you. 

“It was the day you finally beat the Winter Soldier.” You told him. 

*Flashback*

“These are incredible, Shuri.”  You smiled widely as you threw the new high tech Vibranium knives that Shuri had made for you. 

“I know. I know.” Shuri was well aware of her awesome brain. 

Shuri pressed the combat button on the wall which simulated attackers for intense weapon training. 

You inhaled as you closed your eyes. 

A footstep gave away your first attacker. You threw the knives to the holograms and the attackers were down. You ducked and dodged and jumped around the room as you practised with the knives. 

Shuri cheered you when you finished. You smiled through your heavy breaths and Shuri jogged towards you to give you a fist bump. 

“You are something else, my friend.” Shuri praised you. 

The doors opening behind you made both you and Shuri turn to see who had entered. 

It was Bucky. 

He rushed towards you with a bright smile. His lips seemed to quiver and his eyes were glassy. Something had happened. 

It had happened.

He embraced you tightly and you returned it. Your fingers gripped onto Bucky’s long hair as he buried his face in your neck. 

You looked back at Ayo (who had followed Bucky) and Shuri and mouthed a ‘Thank you’. 

Ayo bowed her head at you before leaving the hall. 

Bucky had finally gotten over HYDRA’s programming after all these years of being held prisoner by a few words. 

You and Bucky stayed like that for what felt like hours. The relief from Bucky washed over you and bound him to you until he was ready to part. 

It was an incredible day.

*End of Flashback*

“Maybe you could sense that the Dora’s were close on our tails.” Bucky suggested. 

“No, we all knew that they’d come for Zemo eventually.” You dismissed the idea. “I think it was after seeing Zemo treat you like him again.” 

Bucky remained silent. 

“I don’t think I ever told you how proud I was of you that day.” You folded your arms over your chest as you leant back on the tub.

“You didn't need to.” Bucky assured you. “I already knew.” 

You watched Bucky leave the bathroom so you could change. 

When you had returned to the main space again it was just about time to head out again. 

You felt a little nervous as you didn’t really want a fight with Karli since you weren’t 100% but you figured you had felt a hell of a lot worse before.

As you left the apartment, a voice and face you didn’t particularly wanna see called out. 

“Karli Morgenthau is too dangerous for you guys to be pulling this shit.” John Walker and his little side kick were walking down some stairs towards you. 

“Ah! How’d you find us now?” Bucky called back. 

“Come on. You think three Avengers can walk around Latvia without drawing attention?” Lemar, Walker’s partner, scoffed. 

“No more keeping us in the dark. You could start by telling us why you broke him out of prison.” Walker pointed out Zemo. 

“He did that himself, technically.” Bucky corrected Walker.  

“This better be an unbelievable explana––”

“––Hey, take it easy before it gets weird.” Sam interrupted Walker before things could get heated in front of civilians.

“I know where Karli is.” Zemo kept walking as the others stopped. 

“Well, where?” Walker asked, stopping Zemo by stepping in his way. 

“All we know is it’s a memorial. So, we’re gonna intercept her there.” Sam informed them.

“That means civilians. High risk of casualties.” Lemar relaid to his partner as you continued to walk.

“All right, good, we’ll move in fast. Take her by surprise.” Walker started to talk through his plan when Sam stopped him. 

“No, I wanna talk to her alone.”

“I’m not losing her again.” Walker argued with Sam. 

“Look, the person closest to her died, she’s vulnerable. Now is the best time to reason with her.” Sam was trying to defend his reasoning but Walker wasn’t having it. 

“What? No. Wait, no! No! Stop. Hold on. Stop, okay?” Walker ran up ahead to stop everyone again. “I think we’re way past reasoning with her, unless you forgot that she blew up a building with people still in it.” 

“Sam, you walk in there cold, she could kill you, man.”Lemar tried backing up his partner. 

“If I go in hot and the op goes wrong, more people will die.” Sam handed over the other scenario. 

“You’ll let him do this?” Walker looked between you and Bucky. “Are you gonna let your partner walk into a room with a Super Soldier alone?”

“He’s dealt with worse.” Bucky told him flatly. “And he’s not my partner.”

“I used to counsel soldiers dealing with trauma, okay? This is in my wheelhouse.” Sam walked past you and Bucky to face Walker.

“I know. And I know those soldiers, which is why I know this is a bad idea.” Walker still wasn't on board. 

“Wait, John.” Lemar stopped Walker.  “If he can talk her down, it might be worth a try.”  

“Thank god Battle-scar here has some sense.” You declared. 

“It’s Battle Star actually.”Lemar smiled at you but you ignored him. 

“We’ll deal with you later.” Walker told Zemo as he caved in.

“I’m sure it will all come to an agreeable conclusion. My associate is just up ahead.” Zemo lead you towards the young girl he had spoken to earlier that day. 

“Hello, my friend. This is for your family. Can you show us the way?” Zemo handed her some money and the girl beckoned for you all to follow.  

“What the hell?” Walker seemed a little confused by Zemo’s ‘associate’ being 12.

The girl lead you to the building where the funeral was being held and you all waited for a signal. 

“Karli’s in there.” Zemo announced as the girl ran off. 

Sam went in whilst Walker cuffed Zemo. 

“You got 10 minutes. Then we are doing things my way.” Walker told Sam before he left. 

“Aggressive.” Zemo mumbled after being handcuffed. “But I get it.”

You rolled your eyes subtly at both Walker and Zemo. 

You took up a position by the door with Bucky. 

You watched Walker sit down, his grip on the shield was tight as he slowly huffed in and out. 

You frowned as you studied the man. Your eyes glanced over to Zemo who was also watching Walker. 

You shared a look before you let your eyes fall back down to your feet.  

“Uh-uh. No, no, no. This is a bad idea.” Walker started to pace as he let his impatience get the best of him. 

“It hasn’t been ten minutes, John. Just sit tight.” Bucky sighed unimpressed by the young solder. 

“Don’t do that. Don’t patronise me.” Walker glared back at Bucky. 

“Sam knows what he’s doing.” You backed Bucky up. 

You all watched Walker stop as he thought. His heavy breathes causing his chest to rise up and down quickly. 

“I’m goin’ in.” Walker didn’t want to listen anymore. He stormed towards the door but both you and Bucky stepped in his way.

“This is all really easy for you, isn’t it? All that serum runnin’ through your veins.” Walker didn’t even look at you as he squared up to Bucky. 

That really bothered you.

You took hold of the man’s upper arm and yanked him to look at you. 

“You may be Captain America right now but we don’t follow you. We said we’d give him 10 minutes. So, he’s getting 10 minutes.” You glowered at the man. 

“Your partner needs backup in there. Do you really want his blood on your hands?” Walker leant towards you, trying to be intimidating but it wasn’t working. 

“Just wait.” You looked the man in the eye with a subtle threat in your stare. His jaw clenched as he tugged his arm away from you. 

Walker went back to look at the clock again. 

After a couple more minutes, he tried once more. 

“Time’s up! Our turn.” Walker didn’t hesitate to push past you as he charged ahead. 

Bucky kept his tongue in his cheek as he watched it happen. 

You and Bucky stayed behind Walker and his partner as they marched ahead.

“Karli Morgenthau, you’re under arrest.” Walker announced as he entered the room. 

“This is what that was?” Betrayal flashed across Karli’s face as she looked at Sam. 

“No, wait––” Sam didn’t have a chance now that Walker had intervened.

“––Tricking me until help came?” Karli started to back away. 

“We had enough time to talk.” Walker exclaimed as he headed straight for Karli. 

“Nazi! “ Karli wasn't going the easy way. She hit Walker back and he went straight into a table. 

Lemar tried to keep you and Bucky back but you had easily managed to get round him to chase after Karli. 

Bucky being what he was managed to get ahead of you but you were close on their trail. 

Sam had found his own way but ultimately you all lost Karli. 

“I lost her.” Bucky sighed.

“This place is a maze.” Sam looked around at the several doorways with a frown. 

The sound of gunshots is what caught your attention next. 

“Come on.” You rushed through the building trying to get to the source. 

You didn’t manage to get there before Walker did. 

Zemo was unconscious on the floor and vials of the serum were smashed around the concrete floor. 

“What happened?” You asked as you looked down at the mess. 

“He was shooting at Karli. I stopped him but she got away.” Walker lifted his shield a little to symbol how he had stopped Zemo. 

“Let’s get him up.” Sam started down the stairs and you followed. 

Zemo woke up after a little encouragement and some smelling salts. You had decided it was best if you split up on your way back to the apartment. 

You and Sam were going to stay with Zemo and see if you can dig up anything on socials and the computer and Bucky was going to do a round and see if she had holed up anywhere familiar. 

Sam sat at his computer, he was contacting Sharon whilst you stood with your phone searching Twitter to see if any Flag Smashers appearances or Karli were popping up in recent tweets. 

Zemo laid down on the couch with a wet towel and a strong glass of scotch. 

“You got anything?” Sam asked you. 

“Nothing. I don’t think we’ll find her this time if she doesn’t want us too.” You put your phone down in defeat. It wasn't usual for people to give her Karli’s location anyway. 

“I think you’re right.” Sam hated to agree but this was the first time you had come close to actually talking Karli down and it failed. 

“And now with the serum’s gone. Who knows what her next move will be.” You knew that Karli didn’t have the option to create more super soldiers now and that gives her a disadvantage. The idea of an army is gone now and she would only have her current foot soldiers to help her. 

Zemo moved for the first time in ten minutes as he lifted his cold compress. 

“Were you ever offered it?" He asked aloud. 

“What?” Sam furrowed his brow at the man. 

“The serum.” Zemo replied. 

“No.” Sam smirked at the idea. 

“If you had been, hypothetically, that is, would you have taken it?” Zemo inquired. 

“No.” Sam answered instantly, his smile dropping. 

“No hesitation. That’s impressive.” Zemo nodded before removing his towel. “Sam. (Y/n). You can’t hold out hope for Karli. No matter what you saw in her, she’s gone. And we cannot allow that she and her acolytes become yet another faction of gods amongst real people. Super Soldiers cannot be allowed to exist.”

“Isn’t that how gods talk?” Sam queried. “And if that’s how you feel, what about Bucky?” There was a silence from Zemo. “Blood isn’t always the solution.” 

Before the conversation could continue, the door opened and Bucky strode inside.

“Something’s not right about Walker.” Bucky stated as he removed his jacket. 

“You don’t say.” Sam huffed with amusement. It was clear as day that Walker was at his wits end with the pressure on him.

“Well, I know a crazy when I see one. Because I am crazy.” Bucky poured himself a glass of whiskey. You rolled your eyes at his statement. 

“Can’t argue with that.” Sam retorted. 

“Shouldn’t have given him the shield.” Bucky was back on this topic again. 

“I didn’t give him the shield.” Sam rose to his feet to face Bucky.

“Well, Steve definitely didn’t.” Bucky sipped on his drink just as the doors flew open. 

All right. That’s it. Let’s go. I’m now ordering you to turn him over.” Walker commanded, his face red and his ears steaming. 

“Hey, slow your roll. Shield or no shield, the only thing you’re runnin’ in here is your mouth. Now, I had Karli and you overstepped. He’s actually proven himself useful today. We’ll need all hands on deck for whatever’s comin’ next.” Sam approached Walker to try and pump his breaks. 

“How do you want the rest of this conversation to go, Sam, huh?” Walker chuckled softly as Sam remained silent. “Yeah. Should I put down the shield? Make it fair?”

Sam scoffed, shaking his head at the man’s antics. 

Walker put down the shield but the only thing flying next was a spear that struck the pillar by Walker’s head. 

It was the Dora Milaje. 

They had come for Zemo. 

From your time in Wakanda you understood the language as Ayo spoke to Bucky. 

“Even if he is a means to an end. Your time is up.” Ayo reverted back to English. “Release him to us now.” 

Walker introduced himself to Ayo, not that she cared for him.

“Well let’s, uh, put the pointy sticks down and we can talk this through, huh?” Walker suggested, only to be met, yet again, by silence from the Dora’s.

“Hey, John, take it easy. You might wanna fight Bucky before you tangle with the Dora Milaje.” Sam tried to warn him but he wasn’t backing down. 

“They don’t have jurisdiction here––”

“––The Dora Milaje have jurisdiction wherever the Dora Milaje find themselves to be.” Ayo cut Walker short. 

“Okay.” John chuckled lightly. “Look, I think we got off on the wrong foot.” Walker made the mistake of putting his hand on Ayo’s shoulder. 

Ayo responded with an attack. 

The surrounding Dora’s fell into defence positions as Ayo and Walker fought.  Lemar bounced into action, trying to help his partner out but it only warranted in more fighting. Or more asses getting kicked by the Dora Milaje. 

“We should do something.” Sam said as you, him and Bucky stood together watching. 

“Looking strong, John.” Bucky called out. 

“Bucky!” You tried not to laugh as you scolded the man. 

“Guys...” Sam nodded to Ayo about to strike John with her spear which made Bucky reluctantly intervene. 

“Ayo, let’s talk about this.” Bucky only landed himself directly in the mess. 

You realised how serious this was as Ayo didn’t hold back and went ahead to help Bucky. Sam went over to help Lemar but was met by more Dora's.

You grunted as one of the women attacked you. You had almost forgotten just how incredible they were at combat. Almost. 

You were backed against a wall with the spear to your chest when the room fell silent. 

You looked over at Bucky to see his arm was on the floor. 

You wanted to move towards him but you were stuck until orders were given to release you. 

“He is gone. Leave it.” Ayo had opened the bathroom doors to reveal the manhole had been opened. Zemo had escaped. 

You were trying to slow your breathing when finally the Dora’s fell back. 

She retracted her spear and left with Ayo and the others. 

“Did you know they could do that?” Sam asked Bucky as he pushed himself off the floor. 

Bucky reattached his arm. He groaned as he swung it round to adjust it. 

“No.” He said but the shock on his face from before had already given away that answer. 

You looked past Bucky to where Walker was still on the floor. 

“You all right, man?” Lemar offered his hand to help him up. 

“They weren’t even Super Soldiers.” You heard Walker mutter. 

“Come on.” Lemar tugged him to his feet. 

“I can’t believe he pulled an El Chapo.” Sam walked over to the bathroom and stared at the hole. 

“I can.” Bucky wasn’t really that surprised and neither were you truthfully. 

“Come on.” You beckoned the boys out of the apartment so you could talk. 

You got down to the streets and away from Walker before you spoke again. 

“Walker isn’t stable. He’s on the brink of cracking.” You kept your voice low as you spoke to the boys. 

“What do you mean?” Sam asked. 

“We may not like him but he’s not stupid. He knows that he can’t be Steve, do the things Steve did and it’s killing him. He's so obviously trying to win this fight by himself and it’s going to drive him insane if he isn’t the one to beat Karli.” 

“But he can’t beat Karli. You saw her kick him across the room like he was a cardboard box.” Sam reminded you of what happened earlier. 

“We have to get to Karli before he does because he’s either gonna stop her or kill himself trying.” You weren't worried for the man but worried about what would happen if he finally snapped. 

Suddenly, Sam’s phone started to ring. It was his sister. 

“She said what? Right. Hold on, hold on. I know, I know. Listen, pack an overnight bag and take the boys...” Sam sounded worried. 

“What happened?” Bucky asked. 

“Karli called Sarah. She threatened my nephews.” Sam told you both. “Okay. Go somewhere safe. Only pay cash. All right? Tell me when you arrive. I know. Look, I love you. I’ll never let anything happen to you and the boys. Okay. Bye.” He hung up and then immediately texted an unknown number. 

“What does she want?” You knew Karli was desperate but threatening kids was a different story.

“Karli wants to meet. She left a contact number.” Sam’s phone buzzed with a new text. “She said come alone.”

“We’re coming with you.” Bucky wasn’t going to take no for an answer. 

“Alright but keep your distance.” Sam didn’t bother to fight you on it. “We better suit up.” 

You suited up by adding a few more weapons to your body. You placed your favourite thigh holsters on that held your Vibranium knives out on display. 

Sam got his wings and soon you were at the location. 

“Karli!” Sam bellowed as you entered the building. 

Karli leant over a balcony to make herself seen. You remained on the ground floor but looked up at the girl. Bucky followed Sam. 

“You called my sister? That’s how we’re gonna play this?” Sam was upset and understandably so. 

“Sam, I would never hurt her. I just wanted to understand you better.” Karli confessed.“I see you, um, didn’t come alone.”Karli peered down at you then up at Bucky. 

“You have to end this now.” Sam told her. 

“I don’t wanna hurt you. You’re a tool in the regimes I’m looking to destroy. You’re not hiding behind a shield. If I were to kill you, it’d be meaningless. I was gonna ask you to join me. Or do the world a favour and let me go.” Karli spoke pretty boldly for someone who seemed to be alone. Super Soldier or not. 

“Hey, Sam, new Cap is moving, looks like he’s found them, or maybe they found him.” Sharon’s voice came through on Sam’s intercom. 

“It’s Walker.” Sam looked down at you and then Bucky. 

Karli jumped from the balcony at the realisation the jig was up but Bucky was quick to jump too. 

Karli kicked Bucky back but you managed to weaken Karli as you flipped over and kicked her in the jaw. 

Sam put her down momentarily as he flew down and kicked her also. 

“I’ll send you the location. Go!” Sam ordered both you and Bucky before he took off. 

You knew Bucky would be fast enough to run there but you didn’t have that luxury. 

You crossed the street to a parked motorbike and opened up it’s wiring. Just as you managed to get it running, Sam’s coordinates came through. 

You docked your phone and set off. 

You dodged through the narrow streets and traffic to arrive at another large building. Karli must have a favour for buildings you could get lost in. 

You drove through the doors and skidded to a stop. 

Bucky had gotten there before you. You could hear his grunts from a flight or two up. 

You raced up them only to be met by a super soldier fighting Bucky. 

You sent a knife forward, it embedded itself into the man’s soldier, he cried out which gave Bucky some time to throw him down the stairs. 

You tucked up, over the tumbling body, holding onto the railing and the wall. 

Bucky jumped over the rails and with one final blow knocked the soldier unconscious. 

“Stay there.” Bucky told him before climbing back up to you. He thanked you for the help, handing you back the knife that had been in the man’s shoulder. 

You then both went ahead to find Sam and Walker. 

They were fighting more super soldiers a floor up. 

You didn’t hesitate to go in for the attack.

You pulled a knife and threw it to Bucky for help; he caught it midair. 

You screamed with frustration as the soldier you were fighting, pulled your arm behind you and slammed you into the pillar. You managed to swivel around, taking out the soldiers legs as you freed your arm. 

You threw a knife into both his biceps. You only intended to injure, not kill, them anyway. 

He groaned as he pulled them and tried to use them against you. 

All at once, the fighting stopped when you all witnessed Karli kick Lemar into one of the concrete pillars. 

Lemar’s body slumped down with blood painted across his lips. 

John broke free from his attacker and slowly made his way over to Lemar. 

From the sight of the body, you already knew he wasn’t walking out of there. 

Walker desperately tried to wake him up. 

That’s when Karli took her chance to flee. 

You and the boys took off after her but lost her again pretty quickly. 

When you rounded the building, you saw a crowd gathering. 

What you saw next made you feel psychically sick. 

John Walker stood above Karli’s right hand man, blood splattered up Steve’s shield and across his uniform. 

He had killed the man in front of all these civilians. He had killed a man as Captain America. 

(PART 5 HERE)

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[lorenfangor]

hot take, I know, but

the thing about Marco and masculinity is that he wants it, but I don’t think he wants it for himself.

bold, I know, especially since I just talked about Cassie’s femininity as an aspect of her own personality that she represses because of (probable) racism and prejudice toward her interests or personality, but at the end of the day I think I’m right. Marco talks about Jake’s dreamy eyes, the way his hair falls, how tall he is, how big and strong Arnold Schwarzenegger’s arms are, the size of the muscles in Gafinilan’s body, the power in Ax’s tail, but he never sees them as things he should have or wants to have. He admires them, he desires them, but he doesn’t wish he were the Terminator. He’s attracted to these features, he wants them because he’s a teenager going through puberty and he’s into men and he’s way more into men than, say, Tobias (who calls TT cute in 27). So much of his examination of himself and his awareness of how tall or broad or muscular someone is comes through that filter of “I want it, but I can’t really put a word to why, I just know I can’t have it because I’m short and brown and culturally different from the kids at school who bully me”.

And that’s got to sting - needing Jake to protect him because Jake is big and tall and athletic and white-passing, watching Jake fall for the other short socially awkward nonwhite kid in their little circle, wishing he could find camaraderie in the kind of hard-gay masc4masc circles he probably wants to run in but feeling inadequate because he doesn’t look right. You can see him recoiling from help, making jokes about his size, exaggerating his masculinity for humor because if they’re laughing at something I meant to be funny they’re not laughing at me behind my back.

Animorphs is not perfect in its representation, it does the classic 90s kidlit thing where every nonwhite character is Just A Normal Kid textually, but I appreciate the way that these issues are hinted at in the subtext; it makes the kids feel realistic and grounded in the prejudices and struggles of the era

[heretherebedork]

(Not anon btw 🙆‍♀️)

Lmao, I tried to catch up with Gen Y -> or actually to start it altogether 🙈), but Pok & Tong are hilarious in their toxicity! 😂 They’re really making the viewers wait nearly 2 seasons for a couple that has touched all bases multiple times to have their first kiss? Only for that kiss to come when the person that used to be screwed over screws over the other one…in the biblical (rather than the literal) way? 💀 I mean should I even start this show, or should I blacklist it out of precaution? 😶

…or was the one that’s always screwed over, screwed over once again? 🤔 Aargh…! What is it with this show?! They should call it Gen Why instead of Gen Y! 😖

Is it Stockholm Syndrome perhaps? 🧐 If you keep staring it PokTong long enough, you just cease to notice that they’re pretty toxic to each other? 🥴 Or were the compilation videos on YouTube not enough to “capture” their essence? 🤠 bc so far I don’t see many differences with the likes of TT 🤭

I... okay. Look. Are Pok and Tong perfect? No. Are they what I would consider anywhere near as toxic as TharnType? No. Uh. Not at all.

I feel like we might have watched different shows, honestly?

If we go back to the beginning, this was about Pok having a crush on Tong and Tong not reciprocating. And then Tong, off-screen, slowly realizing that he cared about Pok and making a choice to cheat for him, which ended with Pok getting beaten up and pulling out the revenge card on a very guilty Tong.

Is it perfect? No. Is it the same as Tharn and Type and the literal rape scene? No. Tong sets limits, no kissing on the mouth. Pok pushes but very deliberately never breaks those limits AS SET and when Tong pushes him away he accepts it (reluctantly but he does stop every time.)

Then they move in together and when Pok feels like he can't take it he literally tells Tong to leave and Tong insists on staying. There is still no kissing on the lips because Tong has set that as a strict boundary due to his guilt and his inability to move forward in their love with the truth about the cheating hanging over their head.

Again, they aren't perfect but Tharn and Type's relationship was unsupportive, awful, filled with lack of consent and filled with a constant sense of unease and dislike. Pok and Tong are two young men in a complicated dance of friendship, love, cheating, revenge, hurt and pain.

I mean, I can keep going and explaining the relationship to you but, frankly, if what you've seen of them leads you to want to blacklist them... do it. They're one of my favorite couples and are in the process of what I consider a beautiful emotional maturation on both sides.

Honestly, I don't know which one of them gets 'screwed over' every time because they both have had issues with each other and with their relationship and their difficulties in speaking the truth. Probably Pok, who I do definitely sympathize more with because he lost that trophy and he's struggled so much and feels (understandably) betrayed and is now working back to trust with the understanding that Tong was trying to help... while, at the same time, Tong is learning that helping and kindness need to be wanted by the person he's trying to help.

I actually really love the way they waited for their first kiss and the pain it came out of because it came from the truth finally being revealed and Tong finally feeling like he can be honest with his feelings even as Pok's heart is breaking because it all feels like a lie.

I've never watched the compilation videos. I don't know. But, for me, they're two hurt and scared teenagers who are deeply in love but keep acting without thinking and acting on that hurt and that fright.

Tong was afraid Pok might not pass and be able to join him at University so he cheated.

Pok was hurt badly due to Tong's actions and missed his qualifying race and, out of that hurt but also that love, insisted on keeping Tong close to him.

Tong was hurt and in love and aching and when Pok tried to send him away insisted on staying because he does love Pok he just doesn't know how to say or to be forgiven.

The start of season 2 was beautiful, a veneer of love over their pain and their cracks and their lies. But it wasn't enough because there was no foundation. It wasn't healthy, it wasn't perfect... but as toxic as Tharn and Type? Not for me.