#yj chalant

[bloodyrook]

Been thinking a lot about Nightwing lately with the new run starting and the movie annoucements. And there are things I'd like to see them do as PR against the extreme babyboy and himboifcation of nightwing that has plagued him for too long.

A proper Court of Owls storyline that see's him become a Talon. None of that Ric bullshit. And he needs to be a real Talon he needs to have electrum, he needs to have killed people. This makes it that much more interesting when he breaks free and has to learn how to be Nightwing again. I would love to see Jason involved with this as it would kinda parallel what he went through as Redhood.

The Court of Owls should be Nightwing villains anyway considering how deeply entrenched they are in his personal history and fucking bloodline.

The next thing I want will probably be more contreversial. But I think he needs a new romance a good adult romance idk why they have him going on like a teenager at his grown age. I wouldn't mind him being single for a while as there seems to be this misconception that he's a slut, but his romances have been so bad recently i'd like to see him get a good fun one again.

Now I have one that I think would be fun but contreversial, and it admitedly comes from Young Justice which kinda started the whole manwhore bs. But I do think him and Zatanna were a fun idea. I don't want them to retcon her age, I think an age gap between two consenting adults is sexy.

Do I think Bruce would be mad? Yeah thats part of the fun. I also feel that Zatanna needs to get away from Constantine they just make everything about him when she's the cooler more powerful one. So, let her have a sexy younger man who won't make the magic stoylines about him.

I mean would love to see Starfire and him again but I feel like they're not going to and we're talking pipedreams anyway. Besides YJ robbed me with that timeskip. Plus Dick and Barbara's whole relationship is built on retcons and its bullshit. So, let me have this.

[youngjusticeslut]

A Heart That Yearns is Never Lonely

Fandom: Young Justice Links: AO3 // FF.net Characters: Dick Grayson, Zatanna Zatara Ships: Chalant Disclaimer: I know Chalant is not my usual bread and butter, but when it's your Roomie's favorite ship and she asks for a fic for her birthday/Christmas, how can you say no? So I tried my best! Rating: T+ (Implications of sex and one-night stands) Word Count: 3,837 words Summary: “The impressive trick is how you got something so specific from Zatanna, without revealing who or what it was for.”

“We have a history.”

//

How Dick convinced Zatanna to make him a Glamour Charm.

When Kaldur brings up the notion of how they’re going to disguise Artemis and fold her into their ruse, Dick knows that he has to recruit Zatanna— to an extent, at least. 

Kaldur is against the idea, initially. There are other routes they could take, like the traditional one. Dye her hair and slap a few prosthetics on her. Except Artemis makes a face at the prospect of dying her hair, which admittedly is hilarious. Faking her own death and lying to everyone she loves? Didn’t even take a moment to convince her. Dying her hair? Now that was a line she wasn’t enthusiastic about crossing. Plus, with her cosmetic skills, Dick isn’t exactly optimistic about her ability to apply prosthetics on the daily. 

(He made the mistake of mentioning that last part out loud. It earned him a jab to the ribs so hard it left a bruise that didn’t heal for weeks.)

Besides, Dick likes to be thorough. Why go the simple route and open up a can of worms, when there were other, more proficient, ways to go about this that were less likely to lead to discovery. Hence, how Zatanna comes into play. Granted, he isn’t quite sure how she comes into play quite yet, but with her knowledge and expertise, he’s sure there’s a solution to their problem that doesn’t involve three hours of Artemis complaining and more bruises in his future. 

Plus, wheedling a favor out of Zatanna always has its merits. So really, it’s a win-win situation. 

The real challenge here is finding time to fit in her busy schedule. Between League duties, her three night a week gig at the Magic Shack, not to mention her natural elusiveness, tracking her down always proves to be more cumbersome than need be. But Dick is persistent, and so he finds himself waiting by the stage door at the Magic Shack at exactly 11:04pm, four minutes after Zatanna’s set ends and right as she’s making her exit. 

The door flies open two minutes later. Zatanna steps outside, having changed out of her stage costume and wearing a simple dress that, to Dick’s disappointment, leaves far more to the imagination than her performance costume. Dick pushes himself off the wall he’d been leaning on, throwing up a hand in greeting. If Zatanna’s surprised to see him, she doesn’t let on. She just mimics the hand gesture and closes the distance between them. 

“What an honor. My second-favorite bat has come to pay me a visit.” 

Dick raises a brow. “Second-favorite?” 

“Tim makes a mean cup of coffee.” 

Ah. There’s that playfulness that he missed. Unlike Barbara, where jabs were a contest to come out victorious, or Artemis, where banter could easily turn violent, Zatanna is different. There’s a looseness there, a sense of casual enjoyment that didn’t last longer than you needed it to. No strings, no commitment. Not if you didn’t want there to be. Dick’s missed that. 

“That he does. Afraid I didn’t make it to the show, though. Was it good?” 

“Three standing ovations, six bouquets, and only one marriage proposal,” Zatanna says, the corner of her mouth tilting upwards, suggesting a coyness to her smile. 

A strand of her hair has come loose from her ponytail. Dick tucks it behind her ear, letting his fingers glide underneath her chin as he brings his hand back. “So, slow night.” 

“I’d say.” Zatanna brings her hand up to his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. “It’s good to see you. Haven’t seen you at the Watchtower in a while.”

“We just keep—” 

“—missing each other,” she finishes for him, removing her hand. “Bats says that you’ve been working on something behind the scenes.”

Dick grins. “Been keeping tabs on me, have you?” 

“Feeling seems mutual. How many tries did it take you to find me on my free night?”

“Far too many,” he muses, drinking in her features. She looks good. Better than good, really. Performing suits her, it brings a light to her eyes that’s been missing for far too long. He means to tell her that, one day. “Hoped that I’d get to catch a glimpse of you in your stage costume.”

“No free shows, I’m afraid.” Zatanna removes her bag from her shoulder and Dick instinctually holds his hand out. After she’s removed her compact and lipstick, she gives him the bag to hold while she touches up her makeup. Once she’s re-applied, she holds the mirror up to check for any flaws. “So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company tonight?” 

Dick hands her bag back once she’s done, then shrugs. “Maybe I just wanted to see you.” 

Zatanna laughs, shakes her head. “As much as I’d like to believe that’s true, I think you’d be doing us both a favor if you got to the point. I’m a busy woman, and now you’re cutting into my evening.” 

“Already a step ahead of you, Zee.” He nods to his car, a shitty Toyota that’s far too old and yet his pride and joy, because it’s all his. “Let me take you to dinner.”

“Tempting.” Zatanna takes a step towards the car, and then sits on the hood. “Nice ride. Bats getting cheap on you?” 

The opposite, actually. Bruce had offered him any car he wanted for his eighteenth, but Dick refused them all. He had a meager amount saved up over the years, and he spent every penny of it on this car. Not even the top of the line could compare to the feeling when he earned the keys himself. 

“Does it meet your approval?” 

“Afraid not. You know my standards.” 

“That I do.” But even Dick knows that Zatanna can’t pass up a free meal. She wouldn’t be working so many shows if she didn’t need the money. He opens the car door and holds his hand out for her. “You have the night free, and I missed you. It’ll be like old times.” 

Zatanna takes his hand, but doesn’t yet move from the hood of his car. “Getting warmer.” 

“Alright, you dragged it out of me. I have something planned.” 

This piqued her interest, just like Dick knew it would. Zatanna plucks herself from her perch, gracefully standing again. “Ding, ding ding. We have a winner. Should I change?” 

Dick unzips his jacket, revealing a blue button-up, ironed to perfection. “Naturally.” He’s pleased with himself that he’s thought this far ahead. She was always a sucker for big gestures. He’s happy to see that still hasn’t changed.

“A moment, please.” Zatanna lets go of his hand, and he gives her room to work her magic. “Rennid rof ydaer teg!” 

A cloud of smoke envelops her, and a moment later her casual dress changes to a satin blue halter, the exact shade as his shirt. Her hair is now down, freshly styled, and the air around her smells like cherries, almost like the perfume he’d bought her for her sixteenth birthday. 

Dick is unable to tear his eyes away from her, which isn’t great, considering there’s a lot he still needs to get done tonight. For a moment, and only a moment, he wishes that he could forgo the whole mission and give in to his most selfish of desires. The same desires that beg him to reconcile, to try them again, foolish and illogical as it would be. But instead, he just holds out his hand again, nodding to the car door. “Your quick-changes have gotten better.” 

Zatanna takes his hand and enters the car. “You’d be surprised what extra training can do for a woman.” 

“Oh, of that I have absolutely no doubts.” 

— 

To her credit, Zatanna only asks Dick three times what sort of plans he has in store for them that evening. It’s cute, really, and it gives him a chance to quiet her with kisses on her hand as he drives and tells her she’ll see soon.

Just after midnight, he parks in front of a warehouse and cuts the ignition. Unable to help himself, she casts a a quick look at Zatanna, whose palpable confusion is worth every second it took to set this up. 

“When you said dinner…” She doesn’t finish the sentence, but Dick can only imagine what he pictured. Manhattan, maybe. Somewhere smoky and exclusive where she could order a dry martini made with top shelf liquor. Or a cozy Italian joint, where the owner would obviously know him and serve them a menu de jour. 

“Where’s your sense of excitement, Zee?” Dick steps out of the car and opens the door for her, pleased that she readily gives him her hand when he offers his. “Don’t you trust me?” 

“Less by the minute. Tick-tock, Grayson.” 

Dick laughs, light and airy in a way it hadn’t been in a while. He closes the door and tucks the keys in his pocket before leading her to the warehouse and ushering her inside. 

Once inside, Zatanna’s eyes crinkle, the confusion melting into annoyance. The warehouse contains the makings of an acrobatic escape, trapezes and platforms all around. Nothing too impressive, at least not to the ordinary eye. “Really? You brought me all the way here to.. What, watch you train?” 

“Disappointed?” Dick asks, trying to hide his smirk as he takes off her purse and sets it to the side. He doesn’t give her time to respond. Instead, he hits a light switch on the wall, and turns a dial beside it. The halogen lights cut off, and for a moment, they’re in total darkness. Then, the room lights up with hundreds of tiny silver lights, glittering in a way that could only resemble a clear, starry night. “Would have pegged you better than to jump the gun,” he finishes, only a hint of a simper in his voice. 

Zatanna can’t hide her awe, especially not as the room becomes aglow with soft colors. She’s obviously impressed, but crosses her arms over her chest and tilts her head towards him. “I still don’t see dinner.” 

“You really can’t be patient, can you?” Dick rolls up his sleeves and kicks his socks and shoes to the side. “Dinner’s going to take a bit more effort to get to.” 

It takes her a few seconds to understand what he means, but when she sees him chalk up his hands and walk over to a trapeze bar, her eyes go wide. “You can’t honestly expect me to—” 

“Wow, Zee. Didn’t realize you’d become such a chicken.” 

“Those are fighting words, Grayson. I can just levitate myself to wherever we need to go.” 

Right. He’d forgotten about that. Still, not easily dissuaded, he hoists himself up onto the bar, and maneuvers himself so he’s hanging upside-down by his legs. He swings towards her, holding his arms out. “Don’t worry. If you fall, I’ll catch you.” 

Zatanna scoffs. “I won’t fall.” 

Hook, line and sinker.

“Prove it.”

She shoots him a look that’s somewhere between annoyance and determination before slipping off her heels. “If you tear this dress, I’ll kill you,” Zatanna warns, taking a breath to steady herself before taking his hands. “You’re lucky I’m hungry.” 

“Atta girl.” Before she can change her mind, Dick holds tight to her hands and propels his body so the trapeze bar swings in motion. Zatanna’s involuntary shriek is like music to his ears, but he’s a professional, so he controls the bar and focuses on holding her up. Dinner is three platforms above them, so they have some work to do. “You see that platform on the left?” 

Zatanna tilts her neck, just barely, and nods. “The one that’s way too far for my liking?” 

“That’s the one. When I give you the signal, you’re going to jump onto it.” 

“Are you insane? Only one of us is a professional acrobat and I can promise you, it’s not me!” 

Dick laughs again. She could easily levitate her way out of the situation, but he likes that she’s been thrown off her guard and he temporarily has the upper hand— that so rarely happens. He swings a bit harder, and they get closer to the platform. “On the count of three. Ready?” 

“As I’ll ever be.” 

“One… two…” 

“You’re going to be paying for my weekly therapy sessions with Canary for months, Grasyon!” 

“Three!” They hover just over the first platform, and Zatanna obediently jumps and lands on her feet, only barely sticking the landing. Dick follows suite a minute later, grinning from ear to ear. “A bit more practice and you’ll be ready for a gig at Haly’s.”

The adrenaline must have hit her, because Zatanna just grins back, a little breathless but otherwise unharmed. 

“Ready to go again?” Dick nods upwards to another trapeze. “We’ll do a duet this time.” 

Zatanna seems weary about having to go about this again, but she seems to have resigned herself to her fate, so she wraps her arms around his waist and nods. 

Dick brings one arm around her for support, and then jumps up to catch the next trapeze. He kicks them off and swings through the air, making sure her grip on him is tight before letting go and holding onto the bar with both hands. “You doing good?” 

“Oh yeah, peachy. Just another day in the life.”

“Then hang on!” When her arms grow tighter around him, he swings his legs up hard so they soar through the air. The lights twinkle all around them, and if you didn’t know any better, it almost seemed as if they were flying through the night sky. Dick sneaks a look down at Zatanna, and the fear has all but abated and instead been replaced with genuine joy. 

“I want to try something!” She yells, her voice shaky with excitement. “Etativel!” Zatanna lets go of Dick’s waist and floats in the sky beside him. “That’s better.” 

“That’s cheating.” Dick raises himself so his torso is resting on the trapeze, his arms hanging over the bar. “This is the real magic.” 

“Potato, potahto. The real question is, can you keep up?” She flies higher, and Dick has to scramble to put his hands back on the bar and spring close enough to jump to the next one. The higher ground was nice while it lasted. 

Zatanna spins through the air, clearly much more comfortable, the skirt of her dress billowing around her.  She’s fast, but Dick’s experience allows him to catch up quickly, leaping from trapeze to trapeze as he ascends. Zatanna meets Dick after he’d leapt to the third trapeze, floating so their faces are inches apart. 

“Now this, I can get with.” 

Dick catches his breath before lifting a hand to swipe his bangs from his eyes “Well sure, you make it look so easy. But skill,” he pauses, doing a single handed pull up from the bar. “Can be expressed in a number of ways.” 

“Wow, the acrobat has arm-strength. Who would have thought?”

“Sarcasm duly noted.” He inches closer, watching how the lights reflect off the satin of her dress. It gives her a glow, one that suits her, and he has half a mind to tell her to consider finding a spell to give her a permanent shine that follows her every move. Instead, he says, “Nice dress, by the way. You look beautiful.” 

Zatanna’s smile falls, only a little, but Dick knows her well enough to recognize the change. “Thank you. It was a birthday gift from… Zatarra.” 

That is information he didn’t know. “Didn’t take Doctor Fate for a huge shopper.”

“He isn’t.” She plays with a tendril of her hair, avoiding his eyes. “He’s decided on giving me an hour a year with him. Zatarra, I mean.”

“You saw your dad? Zee—” 

“It’s fine, Dick. I’m fine, I—” 

Before she can finish, the magical glow around her suddenly vanishes, and she falls. 

Dick’s reflexes are fast, he immediately drops down after her and grabs her by the waist, then hooks a leg on a trapeze and maneuvers them so they land on a platform. Unfortunately, he doesn’t quite stick the landing, and they both tumble to the ground. He does have the decency to force the fall so she lands atop of him; the last thing he needs is to crush her, she’d never let him live it down.  

The fall knocks the wind out of them, but Dick doesn’t feel anything broken, so he calls that a success. Zatanna’s laying on top of him, but there’s no moaning or screaming, so there’s no red flags as of yet. 

“Zatanna?” 

“I’m fine. Just need to catch my breath.” 

Dick rests a hand on her head before he can remind himself that he shouldn’t. It’s instinct. “Zee, you fell.” 

“Happens from time to time.” She sits up, gets her bearings. “Flying takes a lot of concentration, and when you break it…” 

“Down goes Zee. Got it.” Talking about her father must have triggered her. He’s naturally curious, he wants to know more about the how and why. Now isn’t the time, though. He’ll ask Artemis soon enough. The air feels a little too heavy, so he nudges her lightly. “Told you I’d catch you, though, didn’t I?” 

It works, and the spell is back once more. Zatanna smiles and nudges him right back. “So you did. I owe you one.” She turns her gaze towards the ceiling, watching as the lights glimmer. “How did you find this place?” 

“It’s back from my old Haly days.” He sits up so his knees are in front of him. “Can you keep a secret?” 

Zatanna shoots him a look, as if the answer isn’t overwhelmingly obvious. “Depends how interesting it is.” 

“I’m thinking about going back. I’ve been training here, a few times a month, when I have spare time. That’s what I’ve been working on, behind the scenes.” Not completely untrue. But it’s enough to bait the next part of his story. 

Sure enough, Zatanna is thrilled. She’s grinning from ear to ear, that impish little smile that drives him crazy and used to garner him to do much of her bidding. “That’s amazing. Of course I’ll want front-row tickets to your opening night.” 

“Granted. There’s just one issue.” He pauses, looks up at the ceiling. “I wish I didn’t have to join as… myself. A Grayson, going back to Haly’s circus, it’s a lot of pressure.” 

Dick doesn’t enjoy lying to her. He feels Zatanna’s eyes on him, and does his best to keep his face neutral. Most days she can read him like her favorite book, and he’s been laying the facade  on thick. If she buys it and helps, he’ll consider it a success and another step forward in the mission. If she calls him out, he risks losing a friend forever.

“Dick Grayson wants to moonlight as an average Joe… sounds like you need a Glamour Charm.” 

Bingo. 

He turns so he’s facing her, cocking his head to the side in question. “A Glamour Charm?” 

“I’ve seen it in one of Zatara’s old magic books. It’s supposed to be a charm that hides the wearer from those he chooses. Or.. something of the sort. I could look into it more, if you want?” 

In his excitement, Dick reaches for her immediately, wrapping his arms tight around her shoulders. “It’s perfect, Zee!” It is perfect. A better outcome than he could have ever hoped for. “Thank you,” he says into her hair, allowing himself just a moment to reminisce in the scent of her shampoo before pulling away. 

Zatanna holds her hands up, a warning. “I make no promises, but I can try. This is powerful magic, challenging to make and if it falls into the wrong hands, if something bad were to happen…” 

“It won’t. Scouts honor.” 

“Promise me, Dick.” 

Dick tries to take her hands, to calm the steel in her voice, but Zatanna won’t allow it. Instead, she grabs his chin with her fingers, staring him down. “And say it backwards.” 

The words shoot a pang of nostalgia through him. Silly as it was, that’s what they used to say to each other, back when they were younger and in love with the idea of love. If you said a promise backwards, it sealed it into existence. He hates making this promise, because he truly doesn’t know, but he needs to do this. For Kaldur. For the mission. 

“I promise. Esimorp I.” He’s probably butchered the pronunciation, but it’s enough for Zatanna. She lets go of his chin and instead rests her hand on his cheek, cupping it gently. 

“Now it’s a lock.” 

They both grin at each other, but the feeling doesn’t settle like it usually does for Dick. It courses through him, burning, and she’s so beautiful with the lights all around her that he throws caution to the wind and closes the distance between them. His mouth is on hers in an instant, and she reciprocates hungrily, settling her arms around his neck to bring him in closer. 

Dick’s mind is full of plans for the mission. The Glamour Charm will take a few weeks, which is enough time for him and Kaldur to figure out how exactly they’re going to kill Artemis. There are so many plans to make, so many thoughts, but at the moment, he doesn’t care to entertain them. Instead, he decides to clear his head and slips his tongue into Zatanna’s mouth when she grants him entrance. 

Even though her hands are on him, grasping at his shirt, he pulls away, breaking the kiss. Dick catches his breath, making sure she’s looking at him. “This okay?” 

“Yeah.” Zatanna’s just as breathless, her curls beginning to fall in her face. 

“You don’t want to eat first?” 

She shakes her head. Her hands don’t leave Dick’s shirt, and since he’s still hesitating, she slides her hands around his chest, moving to gently nip at his ear. “I’m hungry for something else,” she whispers right in his ear, sending a course of shivers down his spine. 

It’s exactly the invitation he needs. Dick carefully unlaces the halter strap from her dress, bringing it loose before sliding it down. They have an unspoken agreement. One night, no less than three months apart. Time stands still, and for a moment they’re both teenagers again, catching up as if the future plays no purpose. They’re both lonely, hungry for something that only the other knows how to satiate.

Later, he’ll carry her off the platform and take her to the room in the back. He’ll grab her a proper dinner, and spend the better part of an hour running his fingers through her curls while she warns him not to get it tangles. He’ll marvel at the way she looks draped in only a sheet, and pretend not to notice as she starts to gather her belongings to leave before daybreak. 

For now, this is fine. More than fine. 

It’s perfect. 

[laufire]

Thinking about joining up? We could always use you in the act. No, I'm more of a headliner. Chalant x Noir AU Halloween Treat for @missbrunettebarbie

[litrally]

my thesis advisor: dude you’re so chalant about this

me: *starts vibrating*

[theasternautart]

✨Chalant✨ Here's another one of my favorite couples from Young Justice. Though their relationship was short lived they had a really fun dynamic. Wish we had gotten to see more of working together as a team. #art #illstration #drawing #digitalart #chalant #robinxzatanna #dickgrayson #zatannazatara #robin #zatanna #youngjustice #yj #renewyoungjustice #youngjusticeseason5 #dccomics

[rowanisawriter]

wip wednesday

thanks @greypetrel for the tag!! i’m going to be brave and post a tiny piece of dc/young justice fic that i’m not sure anyone i’m actively interacting with on here knows about?? (if i still have any dc followers please identify yourselves!!!!!)

basically 10 years ago i was obsessed with young justice and then a few weeks ago i rewatched it and now i’m back on my bullshit…. luckily this nightwing/zatanna snippet doesn’t need context so here we go…

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She looks back at him. And the longer she looks, the stranger she feels, his words at her apartment coming back to her. She’s Zatanna right now, clearly. Except they’re alone in an alley cordoned off from the rest of the world. And since they’re alone, she can just be Zee. Right?

“See?” he says. “It’s unclear. I’ve been trying to figure it out. I’ve been trying to place myself with you.”

“You think too much,” she says.

“Yeah, maybe,” he mutters.

She takes his hand and pulls him a little closer. The edge of his mask brushes against her nose. He smells like sweat and the city, darkness and exhaust and cigarette smoke. He’s clean shaven but the skin around his mouth is still a little prickly. She closes her eyes and says, “What?” so he can repeat himself and she can focus only on his voice, which is still and always exactly the same as it ever was.

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hoping to scope out the state of this fandom in the tags lol…

tagging… @samseabxrn @hannahmationstudios @lloveyouinsecret @zenstrike and if y’all have any random fandom fic you want to share please tag me!!!!

[ariyougood]

ASTRAPHOBIA ⚡︎ W. West

IN WHICH:

- ASTRA was born to be a hero and it won't take much convincing for the justice league to look past her playful remarks to realize that.

↳ OR

- KAMILA CARTER is just figuring it out as she goes, and if she steals a few kisses from her best friend along the way who's gonna care?

[chalantweek]

Thank you @maru_davolos_art over on Instagram for this amazing piece! I hope everyone has a Happy Lunar New Year!

[magizat-archive]

was  thinking  here  and  honestly,  i  have  no  major  issues  with  aging  zatanna  down  like  it  happened  in  YJ.  it  happens  a  lot,  alternate  earth,  those  things  that  we  already  know  from  comics,  and  while  YJ  does  a  terrible  job  with  her  origins/powers  it  does  wonderfully  with  her  personality  that  is  the  most  comic  wise  since...  ever.  i  do,  though,  have  a  problem  with  the  nerfing  it  happens  with  her  all  the  time  not  only  in  that  show  but  in  the  recent  continuity  and  especially  how  she  is  sidelined  in  most  of  her  stories  or  is  written  to  be  only  a  romantic  interest  to  J.C  even  in  her  own  narratives  ( and  ignoring  some  core  values  of  her  character  only  to  make  that  relationship  work ).  that,  to  me,  is  the  major  problem  with  her  characterization  lately  as  well  as  some  personality  changes  that  do  not  make  sense  to  me  at  all.

this  is  not  even  me  disliking  a  ship,  because  i  do  ship  it  to  the  normal  extent  (  i  don't  dislike  most  of  her  ships,  actually,  and  my  preference  changes  according  to  the  storyline  or  universe  they  are  set  in  ).  i  just  hate  the  stories  written  for  them  where  zee  forgives  and  forget  things  for  J.C  out  of  the  blue  even  if  it  makes  no  sense  or  where  he  is  the  one  constantly  coming  up  to  solutions  to  her  problems  instead  of...  her.  that's  why  even  though  flawed  i  much  prefer  dini's  run  and  earth  16  zatanna,  where  zee  is  on  her  own  and  developed  and  still  her  kind  and  fun  self,  to  the  somber,  daddy  issued,  i  can't  hold  back  current  zatanna  that  is  most  often  defined  by  other  characters  choices/actions  and  especially  not  seen  as  the  go-to  magical  character  in  the  universe.

[bloodyrook]

I'm thinking about that nightwing show they we're gonna do instead of young justice. Idk if there was any real plot outline floating around i just saw the concept art and know raven was gonna be involved.

I think they should revisit this because nightwing deserves his own show. And if raven is involved we could bring zatanna into this and build on the dickzee relationship concept that young justice wasted. Though i don't want them to de-age her older women are hot and he's a grown man.

[youngjusticeslut]

I've been writing this Chalant fic forever and I love my roomie but why couldn't she be a redcat stan

[laufire]

5+1 Chalant?

short for "five times dick and zatanna fooled around on his birthday, and one time they didn't" (ymmv on what that might mean), aka just them and their birthday tradition, sometimes more steamy, sometimes more angsty xD

if I'd gotten the idea earlier I would've posted it for December 1st this year, but alas. either way, in my head this wip shares universe with my longer, more jason-centric, batclan-focused wip, and the +1 would happen after it/towards its end, aka 2024. because in that longer wip I, being me, can't help myself and make it clear it's SO NOT OVER between them lmao.

for now though, I'll focus on finishing plottier fics, including the other yj one (I'm finishing the final outline this week so I can get properly started in January), and leave chalant's for a time when I'm more in the mood for smut writing (rn I want PLOT and EMOTIONAL ANGUISH. but chalant is very smut-inspiring, so).

I'll leave you with this image (currently used on my reddit account and probably future fic banner). Because:

(they're so hot.............)

ask me about my wips!

[cassandracain52]

More uncommon/alternative Bat shipnames!!

Pairing: Damian Wayne and Nika

Alternative 2: Gravebird

This was apparently a thing the whole time it’s just less common. I didn't know they had another shipname but it's so cute I love it. Why isn’t everyone using it?

Pairing: Dick Grayson and Kori

Original: DickKori/RobStar

Alternative: Nightlight

Again, don’t necessarily have anything against “DickKori”, I just think it could be more fun. I like “Nightlight” because “Night” is the first part of Dick’s hero name and him and Kori are both just in general very bright people. (Kori can also physically light up so there’s that)

Pairing: Tim Drake and Stephanie Brown

Alternative 2: Picture Purple

This ship name was shared with me by @ladythugs !! The name is a play on the term “Picture Perfect” and I thought it was very cute

Pairing: Bruce Wayne and Diana Prince

Original: WonderBat

Alternative: Truth and Justice

I actually like “WonderBat”, I just wanted to talk about this lame joke I made with my sister :D

Pairing: Jason Todd and Rose Wilson

Original: JayRose

Alternative: Guns&Roses

It's literally right there. Jason is the guns, Ravager is obviously the Roses and you can’t tell me they both wouldn’t listen to Guns ‘N Roses so I’m saying it fits them. I will not be convinced this is not funny idc what anyone says. (Sidebar: Why the fandom went with "JayRose" when “RedRose” was an option for smashing their names together I will never know.)

Pairing: Damian Wayne and Raven

Original: DamiRae

Alternative: CottonCandy

(THIS IS IN REFERENCE TO THE DCAU ONLY) I have a friend who calls them this strictly because she started shipping "DamiRae" right after she first saw the scene where Raven shares some of her cotton candy with Damian in Justice League vs Teen Titans. It's very simple and makes zero sense without context but I thought it was pretty cute

That's all for now! Feel free to share your own if you know any other fun shipnames!

Alternative Bat ship names

Some of the batship names leave much to be desired (as I somewhat mentioned here )I wanted to propose some new ones or bring awareness to ones I think should be more popular! My credentials are that I was a part of the RWBY fandom back in 2015 so

Pairing: Dick Grayson and Barbara Gordon

Original: DickBabs

Alternative: Nightwatch

"DickBabs" is not that bad tbh but also not at all creative. “Nightwatch” Was something I first saw on Spotify as a ship playlist name and thought it fit perfectly. "Night" is the first part of Dick’s hero name and watching the BatFam during patrol is kinda Barbara’s whole job description so it combines them both beautifully

Pairing: Bruce Wayne and Selena Kyle

Original: BatCat

Alternative: Thieves Crusade

“BatCat” just feels too much like “CatDog” and I don’t want to associate them with that. Now the easy choice is to go "Black Cat" As it still fits them but that's not that much better creativity wise. "Thieves Crusade" Is fairly self explanatory with Selena being the thief and Bruce being the caped Crusader but is also Selena’s goal in a way

Pairing: Tim Drake and Stephanie Brown

Original: TimSteph

Alternative: Ultra Violet

Again, “TimSteph” isn’t the worse but it’s just so bland. "Ultra Violet" Is the name of an energy drink which while mostly fanon based does remind me of Tim and Violet is a shade of purple which is Stephs favorite color

Pairing: Damian Wayne and Nika

Original: DamiNika

Alternative: Knightshade

I just don't like the way "DamiNika" sounds. "Knightshade" would be said the same as "Nightshade" which is a poisonous plant. Damian is the heir to the mantle of the Dark Knight(something he use to point out often) and Nika's whole powers surround death so I feel like it can apply to them both

Pairing: Conner "Kon" Kent and Cassandra Cain

Original: KonCass

Alternative: Star-Crossed

"KonCass" could be worse but it also could be better, it also is a bit too close to "KonCassie" for me which is a whole other ship. "Star-Crossed" Is a bit more of a stretch but my reasoning is that DC had set their relationship to fail from the beginning so the phrase itself fits and also one of the only "dates" we really see of them in canon is when Kon takes her into the sky to see the stars and the clouds(Kon is also half ailen which can kinda apply here)

If anyone knows some other good ones please share! I'm not even saying these are particularly great, In fact I’m aware they’re not, but I just miss the fun shipnames so bad:(

[lottiesboy]

daddy!nat and papa!van hcs! (with tmasc!butch!little!reader)

my yj writing phase coming back slowly,,,,

- nat is definitely the silly crazy (but tries to act non chalant cg) while van is the civil cg

- nicknames wise, nat only ever calls you buddy/bud/big guy but van calls you bug/baby/probably the same as nat

- doin big guy activities with papa and daddy :3 playin soccer at the park and they buy you your own cleats and everything !!! van lets you use his goalie gloves and teaches you how you protect the goal :O

- or maybe goin to the gym... u come with them super early in the morning when no ones there so you get to climb on all the equipment while ur daddies are working out like big boys :3 you see nat lifting weights and you try to copy him

"i think that's too heavy for you, bud. here, daddy'll give you this one." *hands you a 2 pound weight*

- they have a ton of shirts for you that say "daddy's little buddy/papa's little monster" for you to wear around the house :((

- hanging out in van's store,, papa puts a movie in for you and gives you some snacks and juice and lets you sit behind the register with him :333

- i can vividly see nat using bad language and van groaning and covering your eyes, scolding him not to "swear around the baby"

- since they both have top surgery (and are healed) you love love love having skin to skin contact with them :( "what's wrong, baby? ohh, you want papa's shirt off? you wanna cuddle?"

- if you use transtape or a binder, they would always help you (especially when you're regressed,, nat teases you and always says you're too little)

- they are sleepy time warriors when it comes to getting you to take a nap. it's mostly bribes of candy and treats from nat, but it always works.

- playing toys with you but soon after, you're on the couch watching cartoons and your daddies are still playing with your cars

- ooooo lots of head pats, ruffling of the hair....

- letting all of the other yjs get a turn at babysitting you because they think you're the most adorable thing

- if you ever regress younger or into a baby, van absolutely loves it but nat has a harder time adjusting to you being so sensitive and fragile. but papa catches him being so sweet to you before naptime, getting you all sleepy with a bottle and just sweet talkin you,,, van never lets him live it down