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[toulousewayne]

🌿🍃Toxic Lover: Pt: II

Nightwing X male!reader with a former team who had become Poison Ivy like meta-human.

Summary:Your a former Titan teammate, you and Dick have unresolved feelings and you become infected with the same toxins and chemicals that turned Poison Ivy into a meta-human.

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“They Can Bury Us Deep, But We Always Grow.”

Batman sat perched on the rooftops of Gotham. It was a rainy night, much preferred these nights. Most of the crime was kept to the shadows it made it easier for him.

“Batman,we’ve got a problem,”Oracle’s voice filled his coms. “Fill me in.” He jumped off the building and glided north of his location.

——

A man walks outside of the Stacked Deck Bar, and takes a puff from his cigarette. He walks into the alleyway and takes a swig of his flask.

He rounds the corner to see a shadow figure standing before him.

“It’s the freakin’ bat,” he takes out his pistol but it’s knocked out of his grips my a WingDing. The next thing he knows he’s thrown against a nearby dumpster.

“You murderer.” Nightwing snarled at the man before his feet. He kicked him in the stomach, then picked him up and flung him to the other side of the alley.

“L-look I’m sorry about you friend—it’s wasn’t personal.” He’s met with a powerful shock to the gut.

“AHHH-pplease.”

“That’s enough, honey,”A thin cloud of pink and gold mist surrounded the two men, Y/n emerged be held by tree branches pink petals. “It’s good to see you,Nolan wasn’t it. however, the last time we meet you killed me along with your friends.” Y/n grinned. He sported a new pale green skin tone now, his normal (E/C) eyes were a deep emerald. Leaves and vines woven together to map pants and some wrapped around his forearms and torso.

He lowered himself and walked over to Nightwing placing a hand on his emblem. “You know I should really thing you, you allowed me to be a better version of myself,”

“You’re welcome-“Nightwing kicked him in the gut again.

Y/n crossed his arms across his chest. “Though I could have done without the new color. No matter it’s time you answer my questions.” He waved his hand and Nightwing backed away from the goon. Y/n crouched down and blow from his palm, more of the same pink dust engulfed him squared in the face and almost immediately his grimace morphed into a blank stare.

“Now what I want to know two things. What is the name of the scientist that gave you the order to kill me, and last where is Poison Ivy?”

———

The Batmobile came to a screeching haunt behind several police cruisers. He leaped out and walked past the small crowd held back by officers.

A officer lifted a yellow tape and he entered the crime scene. Gordon stood a foot away from two white sheets, Spoiler and Red Robin stood at the bodies scanning them before joining Batman and the Commissioner.

“They two of the best people on the force,” Gordon puffed after taking a drag from his Pipe.

“Any leads?” Batman turned to the two heroes. Red Robin hand him a zip lock bag with several deep green leaves.

“Posion Ivy, she’s been quiet.” Spoiler folded her arms.

Batman walked past them and removed the sheets to observe the bodies. It’s definitely something Ivy could have done but Batman isn’t so sure. He knows that’s she’s been MIA for months.

He rises his head and looks straight ahead. “Gotham Cemetery.” He mumbles. He stands up and walks towards it.

“Is he himself?” Gordon turns to the two who shrug.

—

Batman enters the cemetery and walks past the stone statues. He moves like a black phantom through out the grounds until he stops in front of what was supposed to be a fresh grave. Red Robin and Spoiler approach and stop themselves.

“What happened?” She questions. Vines and purple flowers grown from the grave and have consumed it. The casket is in the heart of the greenery and is split open. And no body inside.

Batman turned to the two, before worry took over his masked features. “Has anyone spoke to Nightwing tonight?”

“Not since the afternoon, he said he was patrolling the East End tonight.” Red Robin replied.

“You think Y/n did this?” Spoiler looked back at the grave and back to Batman who was practically running towards the entrance.

“Alfred I need to find Nightwing he’s not answering his com links.” The Batmobile came to a roaring stop at the cemetery gates and Batman hopped inside before racing down the street.

“I’m afraid I haven’t been able to locate him Sir. His tracker when down two hours ago.” He sighed.

Batman gripped the steering wheel.”Any last know location.”

“Allow me to check,”Alfred typed a few keys before giving him the last location,”Robinson Park Sir, the Botanical Gardens.” The Batmobile raced and roar onto Pioneer Bridge towards the other part of the city.

——

One man stumbles and falls down a few stairs and coughs. As he runs down a hallway into a warehouse.

“Please have Mercy!” He cries as he ducks behind a crate.

“Mercy,I’ll show you mercy.” A voice boomed in the dark room. The man cowered in fear before he flew back from his hiding spot and was carried up fifty feet in the air. He was wrapped in an oversized vine and was being constrained.

Y/n moved into his view ontop of an another vine and smirked. He had his arm resting on his knee and leaned forward towards the man’s face.

“So sad isn’t it. We take for granted the gifts Mother Nature can offer us,” he plucks a maroon flower from his vine that looks between a cross of a tulip and rose. He twirled the flower and looked back at the man. Before smirking.

“So tell me Wilson, where can I find the scientist?” Before the man could reply Y/n blow on the flower and black particles landed on his face. He started to cough and scream in pain.

“He’s meeting the Boss I don’t know who but he’s meeting him Chinatown. PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!” He screamed in terror before a massive coughing fit and his limbs go limp.

Y/n lowers himself down and allows the vines to drop the body with a loud crack. Nightwing stood a few feet from where the man landed. He stare at him for a while before Y/n came into his view.

“Where are we going?” Y/n placed a kiss to his cheek. Y/n took his leave with Dick in tow.

“To make one more stop.”

——

Batman crashed through the same skyline Nightwing had to find the place abandoned. He took a look around with a flashlight.

He came to a makeshift bed and found the same leaves Red Robin gave him.

He turned on his scanner and turned the leave over. “Alfred identify and breakdown these leaves basic components.”

“Right away Sir. These two leaves have the same trace amount of pheromones. The scanners indicate they are of a stronger concentration. The combination is similar to the lab where Nightwing and is team were a few nights ago.”

Batman turned and looked at the ground. He found a WingDing and a remnant of a sleep dart. The same Nightwing gauntlet. “Nightwing must of found Y/n and tried to stop him.”

Alfred hummed, “Do you think he killed Master Richard.”

Batman kneeled down a traced his finger to find them covered in a green dust. “Unlikely, what happened to him he still cares for Dick.” He stood up and grappled out of the greenhouse. He glides down to the street and gets back into the Batmobile.

“The attack on Y/n in the lab must of caused a biological shock and rewrite his DNA the same way it did Ivy. But what I can figure out is what’s motivate?” He began to drive before another call rang.

“It’s Ms Gordon I’ll patch her through.” Soon the ringing stopped and Barbara’s voice filled the car.

“Batman we found two bodies.”

“Where?”

“One at the Stacked Deck an hour ago Red Hood is on the scene with Bullock. And another at a warehouse at Dixon Docks,Batgirl is there with Robin now.”

“My word, Sir my analysis is completed. There is another drug mixed in that was scanned at the fire. It’s a drug called Tomgenalixe. It’s a substance used in modern day Hallucinogens and can be used to create mind altering effects.”

“Mind Control.” Batman and Oracle reply.

“So Y/n isn’t just killing people for fun, he’s been controlled too.” Oracle took a deep sigh.

Batman gripped the steering wheel.”We need to find them. Alfred can you track Y/n’s pheromones?”

Alfred typed at the Batcomputer. “Sir his tracking is leading to the Diamond District.”

Batman raced back towards the highway. “Oracle take the components of the drugs and chemicals and synthesize and antitoxin. Have someone bring it to me. Alfred, have Red Robin and Spoiler meet me at my location.”

“Working on it, I’ll have Red Hood and Batgirl pick up the antioxins as soon as it ready.” Oracle signed off.

“Sir, when you arrive what will you do?”

Batman didn’t answer as thunder crashed across the night sky.

“I’m going to save them.”

———-

“Where’s my cut?” The scientist hissed at the man in a chair turned away from him.

The man chuckled. “Your cut, you were supposed to bring me a new drug. You burned your research. I can’t get any of that funding back, and now Lex Luthor has questions about fire you caused.” The man stood before as Black Man rises from his seat and the scientist cowers.

“I’m—“ SMACK

“You little runt, you work for me and you’ll get paid when the fuck I say so.” He snarled. He grabbed a wad of cash from his pocket and threw it at him.

“Now get back and figure out the poison, you still have the plant woman in holding?”

“Yes, she’s secure downstairs.” He took the cash. But before he could leave he was kicked square in the jaw and crumbled to the floor.

Black Mask turns to see Nightwing giving his a death stare. “What brings you here?”

The doors burst open with three of his goons with green glowing eyes and Y/n strolling behind them.

“I’m here for a little payback.” Y/n smirked. He outstretched his arm and vines bursts from the floor and tied up Black Mask.

“You crazy bitch I’ll kill you.” Y/n yawned. “Boys take care of him,” he turned to the scientist. “I think you have someone who doesn’t belong to you, don’t worry I’ll kill you when this over just like I did you henchmen.”

“Boss!” The large man who had did most of the damage to Y/n emerged through another door. Nightwing sprang into action and brutal fought him. It didn’t take long before he hit the ground hard.

Y/n crossed the room and stood over the dazed man.

“Remember it’s nothing personal.” Y/n dropped seeds into his gapped open mouth and vines and flower rapidly grew from his mouth and stomach.

“That’s sick.” Black Mask gagged before getting punch by Nightwing.

Y/n nodded and then two armed guards took Black Mask away. The other waiting for them and Nightwing grabbed the Scientist.

“Let’s go.” He barked. Y/n and the other guard followed him. The arrived in a basement that was like a huge underground bunker.

They ventured until the came to a catwalk and bellow was a cell in center with Ivy unconscious.

“Well it seems you’ve severed your purpose.” Y/n turned to the man that uttered the order to kill him and before he could grab him a Batarang nearly took his hand off.

Batman leaped down and glared at the group.”That’s enough, you’ve taken to many lives tonight I won’t let you take more Y/n. This isn’t you.”

Y/n pursed his lips and brief a chuckle. “What do you know about Y/n?” Batman eyed down below and saw Ivy talking almost as a puppet.

“Ivy, you’ve been controlling him from the start.”

Ivy/Y/n chuckled. “I can’t take all the credit you seen when they turned Y/n into this new and improved version of himself. We form a connection, and the more his powers grew—“

“The greater your control became.” Batman finished. Ivy chuckled in her cell.

“He makes a fine successor, does need some weeding but no matter he’ll do fine to kill you.” Y/n caused two large vines to sprout beside Batman who leaped down and landed on his feet. He cartwheel out the way of a shock from Nightwing.

“I know you can hear me, don’t make me have to put down.” Nightwing smirked,”Come and try.” He lunged at Batman and the two attacked and blocked each others moves.

Red Robin and Spoiler crashed the room and took out the guard and Spoiler went after Y/n to jumped onto a moving vine.

“Y/n snap out of it you’re still in there.” She pleaded. Y/n formed another overgrown plant to seat her away like fly. He caused a giant Venus Flytrap to sprout and it held him in place.

“This will be your tomb.” He laughed wickedly.

——

Black Mask stood ontop of the building with rifles at his head.

“Jump.” One order. He moved his leg out to jump before he heard gunfire and the sounds of punches. He nervously turned to see Red Hood and Batgirl.

“I’m saved—“ he was lassoed by Batgirl who tied him to a pipe. Before following Red Hood into the building.

“Hell let me Go!”

—-

Nightwing kicked Batman in the chest sending him stumbling.

Red Robin back flipped out the way of a vine nearly crushing him.

“Give up.” Ivy hissed.

Red Hood and Batgirl arrived. Batgirl grabbed a vine and began to run up it to Y/n and Red Hood leaped down and fired a few rounds at Nightwing which distracted him long enough for Batman to land a punch.

He stagger and when to fight him some more giving Red Hood the chance to fire a dart the hit Nightwing in the neck. He growled before he slowly turned and fell into Batman’s arms going limp.

Batgirl managed to get a clear shot and injected Y/n with large dose. He felt tired fell onto the catwalk, Red Robin check on him before injecting an orange liquid into Y/n arm.

“This will break the connection to Ivy.”

Ivy screamed in pain like a part of her had been stabbed. “You’re going to Arkham.” Batman stood before her and she was about to shout before green mist filled her cell and she collapsed.

“Hey Oracle whip up something for her too.” Batgirl chimed in.

Batman grinned and turned to Nightwing and sighed.

———-

Y/n felt like everything that happened was a fever dream. Killing them men that assaulted him, rising from the dead like an uprooted carrot and his finale fight with the Batfamily.

He sat up with an instant migraine. He rubbed his temples from the bright lights and turned to the side to see a shadow.

“Where am I?” His voice was hoarse and scratchy.

“You’re in Arkham.” Batman sighed and came into the light of the cell.

Y/n took in his surroundings and it was in a cell in Arkham. He was also in hospital gown with a collar around his neck.

“So I’m in jail?” He raised a brow the Dark Knight. Batman took a stance at the foot of the bed.

“Not exactly, what do you remember?” His voice was full of concern and worry. Not the same voice typical of Batman.

Y/n rubbed his temples for a brief movement. “I remember the taxi driver…I vaguely remember two officers and then everything went black. Did I hurt them?”

“They’re dead. Poison Ivy took control over your mind after you transition into a meta-human.”

Y/n felt all the air suck of his lungs. “You’re here because I know you’ll be under careful observation,” he lifted his gaze to the ceiling and Y/n followed. Vents were overhead them.

“This cell is constantly being pumped with an antitoxin that helps with the more advanced powers. It won’t rid them completely but you’ll be in control.” He walked closer to the doors.

“You should be in for a few more days, once that finished I’ll come get you myself. Gordon has already dropped any charges and no one knows Y/n L/N was the new Poison Ivy.”

“Did I hurt him?”

“I don’t know what your—“

“Damnit yes you do. I know I didn’t just kill two people. I hope I can..live with that. But did I hurt him?” Tears formed in the young man’s eyes and streamed down his face.

“No.” Batman whispered.

“Oh.” He wiped his face. “Can I see him?”

“I can’t allow that, you didn’t hurt him but Ivy used your feelings for him to make into your mind-controlled bodyguard. You killed people Y/n…He’s still recovering in the cave. Y/n it may be best to give it time.” Batman exited the cell where Gordon was waiting and the two walked away into the Asylum.

Everything began to flash before Y/n and he flopped back on the uncomfortable cot. Before sleep took him back and he dozed off.

[too0bsessedformyowngood]

Batfam incorrect quotes pt. 6 (with some Young Justice, Titans, and other heroes thrown in there for pizzazz)

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3 | pt. 4 | pt. 5

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Steph and Duke: *making animal crossing characters noises*

Tim: *Sitting silently on his computer*

Damian: “I’m going to kill everyone in this room except for Thomas”

Duke: *curling over trying to hide his laughing*

Damian: “Wait was is Thomas, not Drake?”

-

Cassie: “Who are you more afraid of, Freddie Fazbear, or your teammate?”

Bart: *mumbling* “My teammate”

Cassie: “Good”

-

Dick *at titans tower*: “being in the kitchen making dinner make me feel like ‘a single mom who works two jobs who has her kids and never stops’”

Gar: “it’s who loves her kids”

Dick: “No no, have is enough”

-

Duke: *over coms* “What if Jarjar’s name was actually Jojo, the person introducing him was just Australian”

Cass: “Horrible news”

Barbara: “You have lost speaking privileges”

-

Roy: “my emotional, mental, and physical health is all on thin ice”

Wally: “I aspire to have thick ice one day”

Roy: “I aspire to be the iceberg to someone else’s Titanic”

-

Damian: “Richard there is a creepy guy following me again”

Jason: *right behind Damian*

Jason: “You literally showed up outside my house yesterday”

-

Clark: *driving to Disneyland with six people in a five seater car, four are crammed into the backseat*

Clark: “All I want is a churro, all I wanted was a churro”

-

Robin Dick *passenger seat of the Batmobile*: “Why are there so many vans? And truck, but small truck not big truck, better than big truck”

Bruce *driving*: “Much better than big truck”

-

Tim: “So I was going down the hill on my skateboard, and I didn’t stop at the gate because I was going like 20mph and too afraid to stop. I thought “the grass will stop me,” but they were doing work on the grass, so there was rope all around. I realized I had three options, go under the rope, into the rope, or jump over the rope. I’m not going under because my neck, I’m not going into to I try to jump, but the thing is my jump is, *tiny jumps* wimpy. So I jump and run into the rope and my body went, *grabs a paper, folds in half.* The rope went forward and started pulling the metal rods holding it in, out of the ground and bent them. I then fell on my face. I was fine. I think I got a mild concussion though.”

-

Jason: “Being framed, been there, done that”

Barbara: “I don’t think you were framed very often, I think you just committed crimes Jason”

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

06/03/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Samba Schutte; Nathan Foad; Anapela Polataiva; TellTaleAwards Round 2; AdoptOurCrew; June 3rd An Excellent Day: Trends; WeAreAllTaikaNow; RoboJenks; Other Fandoms; Menacing Memes; Articles about #DontStreamOnMax; NeurOFMDivergent Pride Week; FanSpotlight; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika

== Rhys Darby ==

Throwback picture from The Cryptid Factor with Rhys and Buttons!

Source: The Cryptid Factor Instagram

== Taika Waititi ==

Quick crumbs of Taika on Rita's Instagram from her latest show!

Source: Rita Ora's Instagram

== Samba Schutte ==

Samba's rom-com Advanced Chemistry is premiering on June 26, 2024, 9:15 PM at TLC Chinese 6 Theatres Los Angelos CA! Get tickets here.

Source: Samba's Instagram

== Anapela Polataivao ==

Our fabulous Auntie has been appointed Officer of the NZ Order of Merit (ONZM) in this years King's Birthday Honours List! This is a prestigous position awarded for contributions to the Pacific performing arts! Congrats Anapela!

View this post on Instagram

A post shared by Pacific Islands Screen Artists (@pacificislandsscreenartists)

Source: The Coconet TV Instagram

== Nathan Foad ==

Nathan is feeling pretty saucy about another Billionaire planning to visit the Titanic Wreckage.

Source: Nathan Foad's Instagram

== Round 2 of TellTale Awards ==

TellTaleTv Awards Round 2!

The awards are open from June 3 - June 9! OurFlagMeansDeath, Rhys and Ruibo both made the next round! So did Deadloch and Deadboy Detectives, please be sure to get your votes in each day!

Source: Adopt Our Crew Twitter

== Adopt Our Crew ==

Our crewmates over at @adoptourcrew want to hold WBD Accountable! Check out their statement below!

Source: Adopt Our Crew Instagram

== June 3: An Excellent Day ==

Where the hell do I even start? Wow crew! Today was impressive! #DontStreamOnMax was trending on twitter, so was #SaveOFMD, there was so much polite menacing and massive aggression going around, it was wonderful to see.

= Trends =

The absolute darling @ twindy5 was kind enough to send me some trends just before posting this so we could see some of the latest numbers.

Source: twindy5 Twitter

Our crewmates over at NeverLeftPodcast caught #FireDavidZaslav as well!

Source: NeverLeftPodcast's Twitter

= We Are All Taika Now =

So one thing you don't want to miss is that apparently certain folks on twitter think that everyone fighting for Our Flag Means Death on Twitter is a Taika bot. So rejoice! If you wanted to be Taika Waititi, now you can be!

Source: @ pirateidiot's twitter And everyone rolled with it!

Source: DagaNaranjade's Twitter

= Long Post Is Long - See More Below The Cut =

= RoboJenks =

Okay so there was some speculation because an account named "David Jenkins" started getting into the fun with everyone today (but not Chaos Dad's account). Many folks thought it was a bot that maybe somehow got attached to our trends, but I read back to when the account was created back in January and they've been around a bit. They've hopped on the bandwagon against WB for quite some time (for CoyoteVsAcme, etc) so it's still possible they're a bot, but hard to tell for sure. What did cause some excitement was Chaos Dad then blocked them.

Source: @meowzawowza_ on Twitter

= Other Fandoms =

One of the other exciting things that happened today was just how many other fandoms outside of OFMD Twitter decided to jump on the bandwagon for #DontStreamOnMax. Even the SnyderVerse folks got into it!

Source: @ BatFleckMovie's Twitter / @ seven_sugars on Twitter

= Menacing Memes =

Sources: @xxprincess1x's Twitter / @ love4ofmd's twitter

= Articles Covering the Polite Menacing! =

Q+Magazine Article

Source: Q+Magazine Twitter

Daily Caller Article

Digg.com Article

Source: Adopt Our Crew Twitter

NerdStash Article

Source: Nerdstash.com

‘Don’t Stream On Max’ explained: Why people are boycotting the streaming platform

Is Warner Bros. Discovery Inc (WBD) worth investing in despite its overvalued state?

== NeurOFMDivergent Pride Week ==

The lovely folks over at @neurofmdivergentprideweek were kind enough to allow me to share some info for the upcoming Week!

"What is NeurOFMDivergent Pride Week?

NeurOFMDivergent Pride Week is a week-long Our Flag Means Death fan event for creating & sharing fanworks focused on neurodivergent experiences. There are prompts for each day, but any content relating to OFMD and neurodivergence is welcome."

Wanna learn more? Please visit them here on tumblr!

Source: NeuroOFMDivergent Pride Week's Pinned Post

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Cast Cards =

Today's Cast Cards are Lily Riley, "head guard" of The Red Flag, she had the distinct honour of being knocked out with chamomile! and also one of our lovely writers-- Natalie Torres!

Source: @melvisik's Twitter!

= Pride Month =

Gonna try to keep up some spotlights from the fans with Pride month! Tonight's spotlight is the absolutely stellar @blackbeardskneebrace with some adorable Peanuts style of our favourite pirates! Peanuts T4T Ed/Stede / Peanuts Polycule

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies. Today we are all Taika. You're Taika-- I'm Taika, all of us are Taika! And you know what Taika does? He gets some sleep, and he eats good food and drinks plenty of water!

You know what else he does? Laugh, and cry, and joke, and enjoy life! And even further-- he is kind and he is thoughtful, and he is proud of the work he does, and so you should be too! Goodnight Taikas, I hope you sleep well and wake up refreshed tomorrow. So proud of you <3

== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==

Tonight's gifs courtesy of the always lovely @darkinerry and @thunderwingdoomslayer

[p-artsypants]

Paint it Black (20) Confronting

FF.net | Ao3

“Everything you’ve been through, it’ll all be worth it. Pinkie swear! All you gotta do is meet me at the bank with the clock tower on Halloween, at midnight. Then, you’ll get to see White, and you can be whole again.” 

—-

Persuading Black to hang out in the holding cell was the easy part. 

The rest of the evening was proving to be a challenge. The Titans and Batman had split up to patrol the city. After dinner time until about 10, children ran through the streets, as businesses had a massive trick or treat event going on. With so many vulnerable people out and about, there were plenty of targets for the scum of the city to prey on. 

Plenty of work to keep busy until midnight. 

This was easy work for Batman, and kept him alert for what was to come. As he subdued his third pickpocket in an hour, he considered the facts again. 

According to Raven, the villain they never captured from the night before was named Kyd Wykkyd. On his own, he posed little to no threat, but he did have the talent for sneaking around and phasing through walls and floors. 

But he also couldn’t speak, so there wasn’t much to guess of his intentions with the white doll. 

He just had to assume it wasn’t good. 

After the children dispersed to get candy-wasted, that left the teenagers ready to prank, and the college kids ready to get drunk. All of these were also in costume. 

Finally, around 11:30, Batman made his way to the location, the Jump City Federal Building and Bank, which had a large, very tall clock tower that rivaled the height of even some skyscrapers. 

“Master Bruce!” Alfred called across the shared frequency. 

Immediately, Batman was on edge. “What happened?” 

“Master Richard…he has escaped. He was so well behaved and docile. I turned my back to go make some tea, and then…I woke up on the floor. I don’t know how long I’ve been out. I’m…I am so sorry.” 

“Are you hurt at all?” 

“A small scratch. Doesn’t even need a bandage.” 

“Good. I had a feeling he would try to escape. I’m sorry you got caught in the crossfire. Titans, did you hear all that?” 

“Roger!” Cyborg called over the coms. “We’ll spread out and look for him.”

Starfire asked, “where do you think he aims to go?” 

“No doubt the same meeting place that Gizmo was given. The federal building clock tower.” 

“Why would he want to see them again? You’d think he’d want to stay as far away from those psychos as possible!” Said Beast Boy. 

“It’s not about seeing them, it’s about what they have. That white doll is significant here. For what purpose, I don’t know. Robin didn’t seem to know either. See if you all can find him. I’m en route to the clock tower. I’ll call if I need back up.” 

“Roger!” 

Batman couldn’t help but release an irritated sigh after he hung up. Not directed at anyone, but the situation. 

Well, we was irritated with the Joker and Dent, but that was a given. He’d been pissed at them ever since he figured out what happened to Robin. 

He arrived at the clock tower, and scanned the outside for access points. 

There was a door in one of the clock faces, and he dropped down to it, and pulled on the handle. 

It wasn’t locked, thankfully, and he slipped inside. 

He could hear voices. 

“Oh I like you. You’re like…if Batsy had powers, and was evil. You’ve even got his silent schtick down pat!” 

The conversation was down a few levels, as the inside of the tower was made up of winding staircases. Quietly, he attached a grapple line to the railing and leapt over the edge, slowly descending down to get a better look. 

“You’ve done very well, I must say. Not the one I thought was going to get it, though. I thought the talking baby was going to be our winner.” 

Batman stayed in the shadows, as the room was dark anyway, but could see two figures. One was the villainous teen from yesterday, and the other was very clearly the Joker. 

There was no sign of Dent. 

“So…are you going to hand it over, or what?” 

Kyd Wykkyd held out the doll, and Batman was tempted to snag it before the Joker grabbed it, but he was momentarily distracted by another door on the other side of the room opening and closing. 

Joker snatched the doll. “Well well well! Look who it is! Lucky number 8, was it? Or what was that name you were going by now?” 

“It’s Black.” 

“Right. Not very creative, are you?” 

“Black is infinite, like darkness. It’s impenetrable, unknowable—“ 

“Yeah, yeah, save it for the Psych Ward. I know the whole reason you came here was for this.” And he held up the doll. 

“White!” 

“What’s the magic word?” 

“Please!” 

“‘Please’ what?” 

“Please Master!” 

“That’s a good little weirdo!” And he tossed the doll to him. 

Batman watched as Black ripped the doll’s head off and started to eat what was inside the doll. 

While Joker was distracted with that, he swung down and nailed him in the chest with both feet, knocking him on his ass and the wind from his lungs. 

In the name of self-preservation, Kyd Wykkyd skedaddled. 

Batman grabbed Joker by the collar and hauled him to his feet. “Where’s Dent?!” 

“How should I know?” 

Batman shook him. “Don’t play dumb. You were working with him!” 

“Right right! Yep! That was so long ago I forgot.” 

“Answer, Joker!” 

“Okay okay! Honestly, I don’t know. He didn’t like the product so he dipped. Said I could keep the little monster as payment. I guess he would be heading back to Gotham, but if he wanted to get away from you, now would certainly be the time. He did seem a little tense. Maybe he went South for a little vacay, hmm?” 

Batman dropped him and pinned him to the ground with his foot while he got his cuffs. 

“No…” Black moaned. “No no no…” 

Batman turned to Black but kept Joker in his periphery. “What’s wrong?” 

Black held the mostly empty doll, and Batman could now see the contents consisted of dead bugs. “I…I don’t feel any different.” 

Joker started giggling. 

“Why are you laughing?!” 

“I can’t believe you fell for that! ‘All your goodness will be put in this little doll, and it’ll be waiting for you when your training is over.’ Really? I can’t save your goodness for later! I reprogrammed your brain! It’s gone forever! You’re bad, 8. Down to the bone! There’s nothing redeemable about you!” 

Black dropped the doll and stood ramrod straight, the black veins pulsing under his skin. 

“No…no…” 

Batman took the opportunity to finish cuffing the Joker. 

As the last cuff locked into place, Batman heard another distinctive click, and his heart sank. 

He turned around slowly with his hands up. 

Black still had his gun, and it was pointing at him. 

“Move,” he bit. 

“No,” said Batman. “We don’t kill.” 

“Maybe you don’t, but I do!” 

“It’s not going to make you feel better,” Batman urged. “Never has anyone felt better after killing someone.” 

“That’s not true! I’ll feel better knowing he won’t do this to anyone else!” 

“For a little while, maybe. But it won’t make everything he did to you go away. You’ll never find closure. You’ll start to wonder if he got off easy. Then you’ll have regrets. Trust me, it’s not worth it.” 

Black didn’t respond, but didn’t lower his weapon. 

“We’ll turn him into the police. He’ll be locked away to serve his time in isolation. He won’t hurt anyone else.” 

Black shook his head. “That’s a lie. He’ll get out, and he’ll do it again.” 

“He won’t.” Batman hissed. 

Black shook his head, eyes welling up with tears. When he spoke, his voice was so clear, so sane, Bruce thought it might actually be Richard. “I can’t live with that on my conscience.” And he raised the gun to his own temple. 

Batman lunged for him, but before anything could happen, a bright green light struck Black’s back, stunning him. He fell forward, and revealed Starfire floating just behind him. 

Batman hadn’t even noticed her appearance. 

“Apologies. I tracked your location in the event you needed backup.” 

Batman sighed in relief. “No apologies necessary.” 

“Awwww that was anticlimactic! You’re no fun at all,” Joker whined from the floor. 

Batman kicked him hard, knocking him on his side. 

“I’ll take Joker to jail. You take Black back to the tower. Get him strapped in at the med bay and tell Cyborg to prep for an X-ray.” 

“You fear he has a broken bone?” 

“No. Worse.” 

—-

Setting up a transfer to Arkham had Batman busy for several hours. In the meantime, Starfire did just as he instructed, and took Black to the med bay. 

He was sedated, but not fully unconscious. 

Alfred worked on synthesizing another batch of the antidote, though dour, skeptical if it would fail again. 

Starfire dutifully relayed what had happened, from her perspective, to the other Titans as Cyborg performed the X-ray. 

“Truthfully,” she confessed. “I would have killed the Joker myself if Batman had not been there. I understood his position, and in Robin’s case, I believe he was correct. It would have further diminished his mental state. I, however, have killed many enemies, and only stopped from doing so when I came to Earth. Taking a life does take a toll on the mind, but I am numb to it after all these years.” 

“Metal,” said Beast Boy. 

“Yes, I do believe this strength is like iron, or steel.” 

“That’s not—eh, same thing, I guess.” 

“I’m not seeing anything abnormal with the X-ray, then again, I’m not a radiologist, and I don’t know what I’m supposed to be looking for.” 

Black, mostly groggy from the sedative, moaned feebly. “Tinky Star?” 

Starfire went to his side and pet his hair back. “Yes, my friend. I am here.” 

“Am I in trouble?”

“Only slightly.” 

“You shouldn’t have run away,” said Raven. “But you did aid in the capture of the Joker. And you solved the mystery of the white doll.” 

“What did you need that for, anyway?” Beast Boy asked. 

Black started to cry, rocking back and forth on the bed. “That was White. When they created me, they took everything good about me, everything that made Robin a hero, out and put it in that doll. At least…that’s what they said. All I had to do was get it back, and I’d be normal again. I’d be sane. And you’d all like me.” He sobbed. “But it was all a lie. And I should have known, ‘cause all they ever did was lie. I’m just as crazy as ever…and now I have a weird taste in my mouth.”  

“Why didn’t you just say so earlier?” Beast Boy again asked. “Even if you didn’t know we had the doll, we could have helped you look for it.” 

“I…I forgot.” He cringed. “I didn’t remember until you mentioned Halloween. Then I remembered that they promised to give it back to me.” 

“Sounds like something pretty important to just forget,” Raven remarked. 

Black shut his eyes tight. “Nothing makes sense to me.” 

“Pardon me,” Alfred popped his head into the room. “I just received a message from Master Bruce. He would like you to forward those X-rays to Dr. Paxton in Gotham. He’s already arranged the story.”

“Oh, okay. Better idea than having us trying to see what we can’t,” Cyborg agreed as he went to the computer. 

“Do I got broken insides?” Asked Black. 

“Batman seems to think so.” Raven stood beside him and held her hands out just over his torso. Her hands glowed a soothing white. “I’m going to see if I can see anything out of the ordinary. Starfire, you sure Batman didn’t say what he was suspicious of?” 

She shook her head. “No, nothing. Perhaps something was said before I arrived.” 

Raven hovered her hands over his body, up his chest, over his face, down his arms and legs and back again. “Everything looks fine to me. Nothing broken.” 

“Hey,” Beast Boy wondered aloud, “you remember…when Robin was forced to be Slade’s apprentice?” 

“Yeah? And?” Raven snipped, not fond of the topic.

“Well, we all had those little nano dudes in us. Could you detect them with your magic?” 

She gave him a surprised look. “No, I couldn’t. So you think there’s something small in him like the nanobots?” 

Beast Boy shrugged. “Just thinkin’.” 

“If that’s the case,” said Cyborg, returning from the other room. “Then we’re going to need more than X-rays.” 

“You mean all those tubes and wires?” Beast Boy shuttered. 

“Yep!” 

Black moaned from the bed. “I neither like tubes nor wires.” 

—

It took another several hours to get all the monitors attached to Black and run all the tests. 

“I’m tired…” Black moaned, from under a pile of cords and tubes. “I wanna go night-night.” 

“Yeah, us too, buddy,” Said Cyborg, yawning. “I’ve got 5% left on my battery before one of  you will have to push me back into my room to charge.” 

“Just show me what I need to look at and you can go rest,” said Raven. “If the tests are all set to run, we should be okay.” 

“If you’re sure. Don’t be afraid to wake me if there’s any issues.” And he left. 

Almost as soon as he did, Batman returned, dropping his cowl onto a nearby chair. “What a night…find anything?”

“Not in the initial X-rays.” Raven pulled up the imaging. “We’re running more in-depth tests now, though we don’t really know what we’re looking for.” 

Bruce zoomed in on the X-rays, until the bone was so big, the screen was white. Then he scrolled through it meticulously. 

“You still haven’t told us what we’re looking for,” added Beast Boy. “Do you think there’s a break?”

“No,” said Batman, loading the next image, of the spinal cord. “But Joker said something that’s been nagging me. Perhaps it’s just a figure of speech, but I wouldn’t feel right if I didn’t investigate.”

“...and that was…?”

“After Black ate the contents of the white doll,” he omitted what it was, “he said he didn’t feel any different. Joker laughed and said he was bad to the bone. But the way he said it made me wonder…”

Beast Boy hid his eye roll as he turned away. He didn’t want to doubt Batman, but that seemed like grasping at straws. 

“It is a figure of speech?” Asked Starfire. “As in, someone is evil to the core of their being?” 

Beast Boy hummed. “I guess. The song from the 80’s is more about being bad in a cool way. Like wearing leather and riding motorcycles.” 

“Like…Johnny Rocket?” 

“Yeah, like that.” 

“Except,” Bruce explained. “Joker didn’t say ‘bad to the bone’ he said ‘you’re bad’ period ‘right down to the bone.’ Emphasis on bone.” 

“...I don’t know if—”

“There!” Bruce pointed to the X-ray of the skull. So small, smaller than a grain of rice, a little white chip sat nestled in his head. 

“What is that?” Raven wondered aloud. 

“GPS tracker, at least.” He screenshotted the suspicious object and sent it to the doctor. “Dr. Paxton is my contact at Wayne Memorial Hospital, but he’ll put us in contact with a Doctor nearby who can surgically remove it.  

“Then can I get out of all of this?” Black asked meekly. 

—

Several more hours. It was mid morning now, and the surgery was complete and Black sat with several stitches in his head. He was still sedated as they hadn’t administered the antidote yet. 

The doctor returned with the little device in a petri dish. “That’s it.” 

“But…what is it?” Batman asked. 

“It’s very sophisticated for something so small. It’s a device that sends out chemical and electrical signals, much like the rest of the communication in the brain, for the sole purpose of overwriting commands from the hypothalamus. So instead of normal functions, it would tell the body to hold onto harmful chemicals and store them in various organs for release at a later time.” 

“So that’s how he kept getting poisoned.” 

“Exactly.” 

“Thank you doctor, you’ve been a huge lifesaver.” 

“Anytime!” And he left. 

Black, still groggy, asked, “am I going to be okay now?” 

“Just a little more medicine, and you’ll be all better.” 

—-

It had only been a few days since Starfire had last spent time out on the roof with Robin. But this time, she was confident things were better. Not normal. Things would never be the way they were before after all he had been through, but better, nonetheless. 

Robin sat at her side, shamelessly resting his head on her shoulder. “Thanks for sticking by me, through all that.” 

“You are most welcome, my sweet Robin. You know, I will always come to help you. No matter the peril.” 

“And you’ve saved me so many times now. I don’t know if I can ever make it up to you.” 

She leaned over and kissed him on the lips. “Just be with me. I am sure you will pay me back in time.” 

He smiled up at her. 

“Your back, where I stunned you, how does that feel?”

“Fine. Less than a sunburn. Don’t worry about it.” 

“I am sorry you could not get your revenge on Joker.” 

He shook his head. “No, it’s alright. While I am angry, I know that Bruce was right, ultimately. Killing him wouldn’t have been good for me in the long run. Besides, in our line of work, Death is never the guaranteed end. We saw that with Slade. I will always worry that Joker will get out and do this again. But there’s always the chance that he never gets out again.”

“You promise to let me know if you ever have to go undercover again, right? I will protect you. I will come for you if things go wrong.” 

He raised their joined hands and kissed her knuckles. “I promise, Star. No more secrets between you and me.” 

“It may be presumptuous, but would you allow me to sleep beside you tonight? I have missed you so.” 

“I don’t know if there’s anything I want more in this world than that.” 

She grinned. 

“Only if you’re okay with me getting grabby. I might cuddle with you, now that I can.” 

“Oh, it is I who will be doing the cuddling!” 

When it grew late, Robin escorted Starfire inside, where she promised to meet in his room when she was ready for bed. 

He got ready himself, taking a short shower and brushing his teeth. 

He wiped the steam from the mirror, clearing his reflection among the streaks. His eyes bounced with untapped energy, though he felt calm and collected. The makeup covering his scar was washed away, revealing the dark pinks of trauma. 

“Hey,” he said to his reflection. 

“Howdy ho!” His reflection responded. 

“We’re cool, right? You can handle this arrangement, right?” 

“It’s not as bad as I thought it was going to be.” 

Robin exhaled, dropping his shoulders. “I wanted to apologize.”

“Whatever for?”

“I said some pretty horrible things about you…but in the end, you allowed me to survive. You kept me alive, and got me out. It wasn’t ideal, but…thanks, Black.” 

“Hmm. Never thought you’d say that. But you’re welcome. And uh…I’m not going anywhere. If you need me, I’ll take over.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

[aduncanrant]

Nightwing Movie

Soo, I see how troubled this topic is so here is my take.

First, let's see what I wouldn't make: For the love of god please don't make Dick incompetent. It's like this man has been fighting crime since he was twelve in the most conservative runs in comics or since he is eight/nine in my favorites. Do you really think that man would be like "I don't know how to be without Batman"? Like really? In some runs, he stops crime by himself just about the time he starts working as Robin (not an expert but I can think of Robin: First Year and how he fights that school of assassins when he is fired as Robin, IN HIS FIRST YEAR) and he has lead the Teen Titans since he is twelve/thirteen.

And I get it there's this trope in movies of making a character relatable for the audience. But we have so many movies with the same thing: A normal dude overcomes his self-worth problems and becomes actually someone for in the next movie to be a normal dude again. I HATE that trope. And I get it this is actually the story of Robin in comics, he exists to be a reflection of the readers, but that doesn't make him average. Actually the opposite: he is extraordinary. But that doesn't mean I don't want to make him flawed. But I want something different than fighting and detective incompetence.

Second: I wouldn't make yet another Robin grow to be Nightwing. Yeah! I know! This is like THE movie most people want, but I think that to make it work it has to be attached to the whole Titans run and a deeper intervention of Batman that I would like to evade. I'm thinking about a movie to introduce the public to the concept of Nightwing, not a full flesh cinematic universe attached (in that case I would have first a long timeline of Robin, Teen Titans, Nightwing, Titans, Batman, etc).

But I want to preserve the full world of superheroes living in a relationship with him (Am I making sense?) but the center being Nightwing himself, not the other heroes. They exist, and we have enough references to make the fans have fun searching all of them. But we don't have Batman or the Titans entering the story and intervening more than Nightwing himself.

So let's introduce the things I would do: I think the perfect point to get into Nightwing lore is with the introduction of Blüdhaven but not as a Robin gets into Blüdhaven and surfaces as Nightwing but as a Nightwing finally finding what that mantle actually means. A way that is different from Gotham and Batman.

My first scene would be deep in the night, everything in high contrast cyan and the darkest black you could find. He would jump towards some buildings gaining height till he reaches a big skyscraper (close shot to the mouth smiling) and the emblem in his chest to move through the night like a bird soaring in the sky as he descents from so high above that anyone would call it a certain death. It would be a good start, like to see how he is different and add that thing of he liking the adrenaline. He throws a line toward a much smaller building and reaches a street.

A group of criminals can be seen in the alley and behind only Nightwing eyes can be seen. Long story short this is where we have to show his fighting abilities (WITHOUT him needing to be saved by anyone) I would like to give a spin to the classical punch and go with heavy grounds in Aikido, like I don't want him to fall in his back like ever, his fighting style has to look like a dance. And obviously, he will have the jumps and turns of an acrobat. The shot is intersected but mostly red shots of Robin fighting alongside Batman.

I'd like the shots to form a continuous scene between the two timelines to show that no matter the change of colors he is still the same child he was back then. The nail in the coffin is when he reports to Batman through the coms. Showing that even now he is still in the shadow of the bat (without the senseless bickering that the authors usually have them do).

The next scene starts with him entering a room from the window. Here the colors normalize and we have a room with a lot of oranges and browns. I wanna keep the naturally disorganized nature of Dick, which also conveys the fact that he has not his personal life in order too. There can be a feast for fans to look out for easter eggs, like photos and items, that stuff.

Oracle's voice comes from the comes as he undresses himself for the night. She tells him that the intel says those men come from a mob in Blüdhaven, and he agrees to investigate the town the next day. Roll the introduction credits (side note I'd love it to be a dripping cyan stain that moves around the screen revealing characters in one gradient color, a little like the Teen Titans cartoon intro?).

Part 2

[mantleoflight]

Wrong Place, Wrong Time, Wrong Everything || Pt 1

Echo hauled on her jumpship's flight controls, dancing her ship between the simulated Vex debris. They'd found it - one of the core systems in the VexNet that regulated Vex travel. They'd come tracking in Vex from Neomuna and found not just an Incursion Vex Mind, but an entire system of data routes diverging like space lanes!

At its center was an enormous Vex Mind. Like a giant traffic controller, the Vex Mind, Laertes-α, had been assisting in the directing of each cast - The Sol Collective, Sol Divisive, the Encursionists, and numerous others she only happened to glimpse as they passed through the portals and data streams.

It was the Hub of Hubs and her fireteam and a set of others had been tasked with tearing it down. With their modified Jumpships, the three teams had managed to do just that. Unfortunately, dropping bombs on a load-bearing vex mind like Laertes-α, means the entire surrounding Vexnet goes down. And when it goes down, it goes down on top of whoever's inside.

"Oh, this was a bad idea," Echo growled between her mouth plates. Tapping her controls, she shifted the overshields to the front of her ship. A blue glow surrounded her ship as it pulled energy from the Vexnet, the turquoise light deflecting the shard-like debris that spattered along her ship.

A strained voice filled her comms as her other teammates wove between the debris. Bright kaleidoscope disks burst open and closed at random, forcing Echo to weave and juke between them. The first fireteam had already made it out, but the debris was coming from everywhere now, and destabilized gates were appearing and vanishing, sending in debris or pulling it away at random!

Her warlock teammate ducked and wove off her three-o-clock, trying and failing to keep in formation. "Lead, portals are popping up everywhere! I'm trying to keep clear, but they just keep cropping up!"

Echo grit her mouth plates before keying her comms.

"Alright, everyone! Line up high on my six! There's too much debris to fly horizon. Kal, bring your wing in behind Riggs. Stack together so you're not in each other's sights. Kal, you and I will fly add-clear with debris. Riggs, you fly center, keep us buffed with area overshields. If we can focus our firepower on the blocks in front of us, we'll be able to clear the way to our exit! Ghosts keep scanning for debris and Vex Gates and we'll make it out of this!"

"Roger that!"

With the confirmations ringing in her receivers, Echo steeled her light and took point, keeping herself just below Riggs' Sailing Shield to avoid being in his line of sight. This was going to be difficult, but with the pattern of debris and the randomness of the portals, this was the best she could come up with. Really, it was like playing Land Mine Vex edition! But with the Titan projecting his Light through his jump ship emitters and the two of them running their guns, Echo saw the odds a bit more in their favor.

"Alright! Keep on me!" She called and throttled forward. Like an angled worm, the three ships worked to fly in tandem, all three ghosts taking, processing, and sharing data as it came in. Echo kept an eye on her scanners her other on the Net space in front of her. As they went, their first target materialized and she made the call,

Shards of debris shattered under the force of energy and kinetic rounds, smaller bits sending ripples along their overshields as they flew. If Echo could sweat, her chassis would've been soaked right through, but as they dodged and maneuvered around the larger debris, vaporizing what they couldn't dodge, Echo felt almost excited that they were going to make it!

A ghost's voice snapped over the comms. "Debris vertical, Heavy, twelve-o-clock!"

"Split!" Echo shouted, shoving her nose down to duck her ship under a chunk of forward debris. She heard and saw the flash of energy rounds and the after-light of blue vexnet energy. "Report!"

"Kal here," came the warlock's tenor over the coms, "lost heavy weapons to debris but I'm heading back to Riggs' six!"

A low, gruff voice crackled over the comms after Kal. "Riggs here, I'm fine. Heading to the portal. You need an assist?"

Echo swooped her jumpship from under the colossal debris block aiming her nose back toward the formation. With the two larger blocks disintegrating with the net behind her, Echo shook her head habitually at the comms. "Nope! All clear down here. Rejoining formation behind Kal in 5 seconds! Head through and head home!"

.4.

"Rodger, Echo," Kal called back, "heading through!"

.3.

The titan's Sailing Shield vanished in a flash of light, passing through the brilliant swirl of the vex portal. Behind him, Kal's Brazen Spark flew in right after him.

.2.

Echo pulled the nose of her Velocimancer up, the shine of the vex gate glaring across her ship. She had almost nosed into the portal when--

.1.

"ECHO!"

A flash of blue white filled the cockpit as a new Vex portal opened, swallowing the Velocimancer before closing right behind it, leaving only the startled cry of the hunter's ghost hanging in the comm lines.

[55ludovicoplace]

Highly recommend this article. It is literally. Everything is so much worse even than it already seemed. This is to the construction of the sub what the Smithsonian article was to Rush's personality. Like it just puts it all out there. This is beyond horrible. "Concern" really did not accurately describe it it's more like being tied to a chair helpless to stop a guy from attempting a rocket jump in front of you.

Parts that stood out to me the most: staff were in their 20s and even teens(!!!!!) being paid $15/hr (for where they were based, far below livable); PH Nargeolet, the "content expert" (tour guide), may well have been suicidal or at least ready to die; construction materials included zip ties; Rush thought it was okay that the hull crackled when pressurized; the former employee Lochridge was told to withdraw his whistleblower claim and pay the company for legal fees under threat of having his reputation ruined and being deported and was accused of 'orchestrating his own firing'; immediately after he left Rush went to a random accountant and asked her if she wanted to take over piloting the sub; the fucking moron thought he would be fine if the viewport started to fail because he would just see that it was failing, with his eyes, and drop weights, and that would be fine. Because that's how deep sea submersible safety works. Holy shit. Every paragraph is a new adventure into the most jokerous thing you think you've ever heard and then you read the next one and it's even worse.

I feel like calling this an 'accident' is really generous - I heard OceanGate get compared to ValuJet a bit ago but it's less that and more Action Park. ValuJet at least flew functional airplanes. This is the fucking perfectly circular water slide. You know. The sort of thing a child can tell at a glance is obviously going to kill someone. This is the child annihilating zipline that has a nearly 150 foot drop because it's designed by a group of people including zero engineers. The Titan was literally constructed to Christmas Bullet standards. For those unaware the Bullet was a very early model of "airplane" designed to have wings with no bracing which of course immediately peeled off and killed the pilot because that's why you make wings with bracing. It's a bit like going check out my super innovative skyscraper! It is innovative because it is built out of fucking papier-mâché! This is a great idea and you are all just not ready for it.

Really incredible quote from emails transcribed in the article:

He added that he was afraid of retaliation from Rush—“We both know he has influence and money”—but would share his assessment with McCallum, in private: “That sub is Not safe to dive.” “Do you think the sub could be made safe to dive, or is it a complete lemon?” McCallum replied. “You will get a lot of support from people in the industry . . . . everyone is watching and waiting and quietly shitting their pants.” “It’s a lemon.” “Oh dear,” McCallum replied. “Oh dear, oh dear.”

Everyone. Is watching and waiting. And quietly shitting their pants.

What a way to put it.

[midnightcerealblog]

Alright bitches buckle in bc I just watched Anything But You and I have Thoughts

Failed romance that ends badly in the prologue? It’s more textually accurate than you might think… also it’s giving the 2012 adaptation

Beatrice being a law student and Benedick being a finance bro makes so much sense

The Shakespeare quote mural is a little heavy handed but oh well it’s a rom com this is not the time to be intellectual

Lesbian Claudio and Hero??? I will never be mad at gender swapping in Shakespeare

Everyone just knows that they have history ??? Interesting

The plane scene with the sexual innuendos feels accurate for a play that’s title is a sex joke

Do I want to go to Australia now? Yes

Bea’s last name is Messina love that detail

Also someone def shouted Much Ado About Nothing during charades but you can only catch it with the subtitles on

Omg the plotting and fake eavesdropping scene is iconic

“You’re pretty girl hot”

They know immediately??? Okay this is taking a turn away from the original plot

Immediately guessed the fake dating trope but oh well it’s still cute

The dead mom plot is a little weird

The shenanigans are feeling Shakespearean and I’m here for it

TITANIC

HE JUMPED IN AFTER HER

The whole harbor scene is just *chef’s kiss* perfect

The book title of Men Were Deceivers is excellent

Love Margaret but don’t exactly love this whole love triangle

Kinda wish that we knew why Bea didn’t want to be a lawyer bc it seems like a perf job for her

“I just made that up” girl cmon.

GO TO HER BEN

Listen, if you’re going to do a trope-filled fluffy rom com you’ve gotta commit AND THEY DID

YES UNWRITTEN ENDING CREDITS SCENE

[egglantine23]

DC Titans Part 3

ok so at this point there is a Titans A plot and a very small B plot. the A plot is about the whole team like a brother blood and hive storyline like in the animated tv show. and a Red Hood B plot that starts later in the season and its mostly about Dick, Jason and Tim.

so first change is that when Jason comes back he isn't himself the pit has changed him practically erasing any happy memories from his life so he is somewhere in-between a puppet and a rage filled mess.  second change we have a time skip of around a year because i need batman to in six mouths swear off any new Robins, meet Tim drake(I'm keeping his comics origin), and then have Tim convince Bruce that he needs a Robin, and finale be Robin for around six months.

Titans are now in I think its Jump city like the animated tv show. and the team is tracking down brother blood, Blah blah blah you get the idea. the Red Hood emerges and he attacks Tim causing Bruce to send him to the Titans for his own safety. so the Red Hood stuff happens more in the background of the show with small updates from Bruce, Alfred, and Babs. 

most of the crazy violent stuff that Red Hood does in the show is done by Blood and his group instead, including killing Hank. now we reach where the Red Hood become relevant, he’s had his under the red hood moment and is starting to calm down. we get scenes of him helping street kids, stopping crime, and there is even a sweet reunion between Saoirse and Jason. 

Babs told Saoirse that Jason was alive as soon as she found out.

As Jason calms down Dick decides he needs to talk to Jason about attacking Tim. and there is some closure for Jason and the red hood character. this brings the Batfam to a more cameo/comedic area for the rest of the show. 

for example the titans are breaking into a tech based villains lair being all serious and quiet. when suddenly spoiler(Steph) and robin(Tim) are there with a shopping cart and a list, Steph is absolutely roasting this villain and Tim is acting like a kid in a candy store with all of this stuff.

or

the Batfam hacking into the Titans coms so that Dick can settle a bet in the middle of a fight. The other titans are like what the hell but Dick just answers them and its like “no, Jay is right Tim, the Penguin didn't get plastic surgery, his nose is just like that.”, Jason ”HAHA! See I told you!”, Tim “Oh come on! Thanks a lot Dick!”.

Just the possibilities are endless

[fattestwriting]

Ty Lee haven’t hear from Azula in hours And hours as getting worried, Ty Lee going rescue her FireLord but there’s an surprised waiting for her, probably Ty Lee had secret crush on Azula and her belly

"Mrs. Lee, we have a send for you. It's from Azula."

"Oh good, take me to her at once!!!"

Ty Lee had been waiting for hours to hear back from Azula. She had seemed so confident in her mission to kill the Avatar once and for all, but after she didn't show up for dinner, Ty Lee had been nervous. But if she sent for her, then surely thinks were okay!

"Mrs. Lee, we're approaching her now. I must warn you, it's quite a sight. I would prepare yourself for when you do see h-"

"HOLY SHIT AZULA???"

Ty Lee didn't even wait for the carriage to stop before she jumped out of it. She couldn't believe her eyes. Her best friend and lover was a massive blob! She didn't quite process the reality of Azula's position until she touched her. As she placed her hands on Azula's burning hot belly, the entire landscape shuddered as Azula did.

"UNHAND ME AT O- oh, Ty Lee. Hello~ My apologies, it is rather hard to see over a country side of flab. I do hope you found your ride here com-"

Azula's words were cut off by Ty Lee kissing her on the lips. She had managed to use her incredible gymnastics skills to make her way all the way up Azula's monumental stomach, and she couldn't help herself. Azula was surprised, but she didn't pull away. In fact, she pushed further, trying to get her tongue as deep in Ty Lee as she could, which Lee reciprocated. After they finally separated, a thick string of saliva connecting their mouths, Azula spoke.

"Well then, if you're willing to do that, then you'll be willing to act as my ambassador? Considering I, well, I can't exactly oversee the kingdom myself anymore."

"Of course! After one thing,,"

Ty Lee was already on the move, rubbing herself as she did, until she finally landed at Azula's titanic ass, fit with her shredded remains of her panties. Ty Lee ripped them away with little effort before she plunged her head several feet into Azula's monumental fat to reach her vagina. When she finally reached it, she began to eat her out at the same time she rubbed herself off. Azula let loose a cacophonous moan that could be heard worldwide. The kingdom would be in order tomorrow, but tonight? Tonight, Ty Lee feasted on her delicious, delicious girlfriend.

[x3rrorx]

ok, como fã de Poppy e Bad Omens, sinto que precisava falar sobre duas coisas que foram ditas aqui porque sinto que eles estão tentando trazer coisas do passado para tentar cancelá-la (posso estar errado? Sim, mas para seja claro e o Google está lá para não espalhar informações falsas)Poppy roubar a identidade de Mars Argo não é verdade.. Titanic Sinclair encontrou Mars Argo e abusou e manipulou fisicamente dela. Especula-se que ele a forçou a agir de certas maneiras e a fazer coisas que chamariam a atenção de outras pessoas. Depois que ela se libertou dele, ele encontrou Poppy. Ele repetiu as mesmas coisas com Poppy, mas ela era jovem quando se conheceram, então foi facilmente manipulada. Tanto Mars Argo quanto Poppy não tinham controle sobre como agiam ou o que poderiam fazer, já que Titanic Sinclair era tão manipulador e abusivo. Daí porque os dois são tão parecidos, a história literalmente se repetiu aqui e ela foi inocentada nesse caso. E sobre Ghoste, essa história foi em 2021. Ghoste foi acusado de dormir com mulheres de ‘idade questionável’ após shows e pular de relacionamento em relacionamento. Eles ficaram noivos e algumas semanas depois ele postou outra garota. Então não sei por que ainda estão tentando acusá-la de alguma coisa se foi algo do passado e já resolvido. Não gostar do estilo das roupas ou da música está tudo bem, mas vocês (as pessoas que estão trazendo isso de volta) não podem continuar tentando encontrar polêmica para tentar cancelar (e fica pior se for por ciúmes do Noah)

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OK, as a fan of Poppy and Bad Omens fan, I feel like I needed to talk about two things that were said here because I feel like they are trying to bring things from the past to try to cancel it (can I be wrong? Yes, but to be clear and Google is there not to spread false information) Poppy stealing the identity of Mars Argo is not true.. Titanic Sinclair found Mars Argo and physically abused and manipulated her. It is speculated that he forced her to act in certain ways and do things that would catch other people's attention. After she got rid of him, he found Poppy. He repeated the same things with Poppy, but she was young when they met, so she was easily manipulated.

Both Mars Argo and Poppy had no control over how they acted or what they could do, since Titanic Sinclair was so manipulative and abusive. That's why the two are so similar, the story was literally repeated here and it was cleared in this case.

And about Ghoste, this story was in 2021. Ghoste was accused of sleeping with women of 'questionable age' after shows and jumping from relationship to relationship. They got engaged and a few weeks later he posted another girl. So I don't know why they are still trying to accuse her of something if it was something from the past and already solved. Not liking the style of the clothes or the music is fine, but you (the people who are bringing it back) can't keep trying to find controversy to try to cancel (and it gets worse if it's because of jealousy of Noah)

So I got a good amount of messages about Poppy and the Mars Argo thing and from the little that I was aware of I never understood why people kept saying Poppy stole Mars identity… but to me it seemed like the Titanic dude had a channel that was scripted and these were characters. Mars played that character and whatever happened with Mars and Titanic, Poppy ended up replacing her and becoming the new character.

That is how I saw it so I truly never understood the messages of people who didn’t like her for stealing Mars Argos character/identity/whatever. Obviously I could be wrong cause I genuinely don’t know that whole situation.

I guess I don’t see how Poppy taking over a character makes her such a terrible person? Even if it’s wrong and in bad taste I don’t think it’s really that serious. You don’t have to like her but I don’t see how it makes her this awful person some of you make her out to be.

I’m also sure that Poppy, who was young and being abused by Titanic as well, wasn’t aware what she was doing could have been wrong. She was unknowingly being abused.

[thefiresontheheight]

"Countless simulations have been run as the core neural network design has matured. We believe that not only have the personalities controlling these weapons never fired in error, they are simply incapable of that sort of organic, emotional mistake."

I'd watched the recording of the conference the other night. Apparently it had happened a few weeks ago and, since it had been delivered by one of the company's sponsors, the station's personality had stored it on local servers. It was one of the few things I could find that actually had any discussion of the personalities behind these things, a part from the technical specs for their outer workings I could access whenever I was on a job with the DeepWatch satellite, whichever one it was. It had been three times now, all the same one. It had to be the same one, I told myself despite knowing so little about them, and despite the fact that, in theory, they should all be identical. Because each time it...she? It acted like it knew me. Like it was glad to see me. Talking to me in that simulated voice, feeding me images, data, streams that I was over ninety-five percent sure I was not supposed to be seeing.

"Hey, Ames," my date says, poking the shoulder of my suit, "you okay? You've been quiet for awhile."

Workplace relationships weren't frowned on by the company. Quite the opposite actually, given the strain of being in close quarters for so long. There's an old joke about them pumping amphrodesiac's and contraceptives into the air purifiers, but that was just a joke. I've been up here ten years, jumping from posting to posting, job to job, watching as the orbital reinvestment boom goes through its death-throws, and more and more company's and postings close or are automated and militarized. I have had plenty of orbital partners before. And I have been on more than a few space-suit dates. Sweet talk the officer in charge of signing them out, turn off all external coms save the ones between you, and you can get a few hours alone, with only a few inches of plastic, glass and metal between you. Practically the dream.

"Yeah," I say, shaking my head, "just thinking is all." "Quite the sight," she says, as we passed over on of the equatorial bleach zones, misinterpreting my silence as wonder.

"It's Earth," I say with a shrug she probably missed under the suit. "Take it or leave it." "God, next you'll be sounding like one of those pinkos from the moon or some Martian techno-anarchist."

"And is that a problem?"

She was quiet a long time. I liked this one. She was hot, and the sex was great, but that was how it would have to be. Zia was what she went by, and Sanchez, who I had hooked up with and who was her boyfriend, had introduced us. But I was willing to move on whenever, and if she was one of those company loyalist types then I was right out.

"Nah, I think its hot, honest." "Thanks." Silence. The planet moving below us. The steady spin of the station. "Hey," she says after awhile, "one of the multi-bunks opened up recently after that depressurization accident. Only shares the room with the one under it. And normally the company only gives them to groups of four, but they've been known to give them to three people. Me and Sanchez were thinking of applying, if you'd be in."

"Yeah," I say without much hesitation. "I'm in."

"Hell yeah," she says, reaching a gloved hand out which I have the politeness to take, "thanks. So, company health and n'at. Anyone else you're with other than Sanchez?"

I think of the way the war-machine talks to me. I think of huge weapons systems spinning smoothly and efficiently on gimballed bearings, effortlessly accelerating lead grains to speeds that could take out Lunar cities in mere minutes, could take out the space-yard on Deimos in hours, could be used against infrastructure on Venus or Titan, against wild-cat claims-jumpers on the Jovian Moons. I think of a loose connector that could, possibly, just theoretically, be vibrated loose by onboard actuators on a semi-regular basis. I think of the images that have been fed into my eyes against my will, delicate repair work, hands inside of optical imaging arrays, suited lab-tech touching heat dissipators in a way that could, if pressed, be described as tender. Redouts of what I am pretty sure were my own neurotransmitters compared to internal Q-CPU activity.

"Nope," I say resolutely, "no one else."

There's an old saying, probably from back in the 90s, if not earlier, before the big post-War orbital reinvestment, that laws stop at the Karman Line. Not quite true, but close enough. Technically in orbit you're in international waters, and as such companies can incorporate their stations under the laws of the Lunar Soviet, the Martian Exploratory Committee, or even the Titan Expedition if they want to get around safety regulations. Safety regulation like the one that says people need to experience real, full gravity, not just rotational or accelerational simulation, two years for every year in orbit. I hadn't been ground side in a decade. We were somewhere over I think the American Reclamation Zone, as I left the sled, tethers the only thing holding me to anything as I floated on nothing. A single hand reaching up towards the solar shade of the military satellite the company had been contracted to repair. Somewhere down there I had been born. "Ames?" came Control's reassuring voice, ringing through my company issued implants. "On structure."

"Right," came Control's voice, "don't be enjoying the view. The corporate-military conglom that owns this beast wants the job done right, and unfortunately that means I'm gonna need you to hard-wire into the satellite. Don't have your head down in the clouds."

"My head's always in the dark, Control," I said, working my way hand over hand along the guide-bars towards the access panel. "Why is it unfortunate?"

"Are you there?"

"Yeah," I said, pulling the long connection wire from the company's suit towards the panel, watching the sync happen in my cornea. "Why?"

"You'll see." "Well now," said a new voice, suddenly speak in my head with all the cloying subtlety of a nineteen year old drunk outside a bar, "aren't you just dreammmy."

[whalehouse1]

Jason Todd, while still Robin, has a fight with Bruce and knows Dick is with the Teen Titans and visits him to stay until he cools down. He arrives and gets in past the security and plops down on the couch between Cyborg and Beast Boy who jump when he asks where Robin is. They ask who he is and he asks them where Robin is again and they end up in a tense stare down. “Where is Robin?” Cyborg sighs and figures since the kid dresses up like Robin used to, Dick would know the kid and calls him on the com and explains the situation. Dick, out on a small mission sighs and just tells them, “He’s my little brother…yes I know…yes I’m aware I didn’t te-…JUST TAKE CARE OF HIM UNTIL I GET BACK CYBORG!” Cyborg and Beast Boy look at Jason after hearing he’s Dick’s kid brother. “So…you’re Dick’s baby brother?,” Garfield asks with a smirk, “What’s your name?” “Robin.” Cyborg snickers, “Any secrets you can tell us about your big brother?” “He lives with you, you should know all his secrets if you pay any attention-never mind I guess you’re not Batman’s sidekick.” Victor shakes his head and smiles, “So does that mean you know your brother has a girlfriend that’s way out of his league?” Jason looks up with a horrified look on his face. “Who would subject themselves to dating him? Dick is insufferable!” Donna laughs as she walks down the stairs, “I’ll agree with you on that one DJ.” “DJ?,” the young kid asks confused. “Dick Jr. And there’s worse people to have as your big brother.” Jason turns around on the couch and looks at her, “Are you the poor girl he’s dating?” Donna laughs as she grabs a snack. “Absolutely not, I know a playboy when I see one.” Raven walks into the common area with groceries and looks straight ahead, “Did Nightwing get time reversed or something? And what’s with the hair?” Jason feels his head at the perceived insult and points at her as he hops onto the back of the couch, “Are you dating Dick? You seem too smart for him.” The guys on the couch laugh as Raven chuckles, “I would have to agree and no I’m not dating him. My best friend has that so-called honor. Why do you care? Are you jealous?” Jason blushes as he tells he’s not jealous of that bird brain as the four titans laugh. They are interrupted as they hear two people coming down the stairs, a girl and a guy. “All I’m saying is you’re getting scammed Kory.” “Why would you think that Garth? It is simply a way to help me help a sweet Nigerian Prince. Are we not to help people?” Garth comes down first, “Guys can you help me explain to Kory what a scam is…Who’s the kid?” Kory walks down afterwards and sees the aforementioned kid and bursts out into a gleeful squeal. “You must be Jason! Richard has told me so much about you! You’re taller and cuter than I thought you’d be! Are you hungry or thirsty? Can I get you anything?” Jason just stares ahead at her and blinks, “HOW ARE YOU DATING DICK!?”

[saeransangel]

The Head and the Heart

Anonymous asked:

hiiii, first of all, i wanted to tell you that you’re an amazing writer and i’m so in love with all of your works 😭🤲🏻 !!! and secondly i would like to request something. okay so.. i’ve a little headcanon in my head for a while now, where connie’s s/o is a titan shifter. so i was wondering if u could write something where connie’s s/o wants to jump instead of armin to save his mother? thank you so much in advance and i hope u have a wonderful day <33

Canon Verse Connie x Reader

A/N: Hii I'm sorry it took me so long to get to this. I hope you like it:)

Summary: Y/N is a titan shifter and is fully prepared to sacrifice themselves to save Connie's mother so Falco can live.

CW: SEASON 4 SPOILERS, Angst, swearing, canon violence.

WC: 1.6k (not proofread yet)

When Connie first discovered you were a titan shifter, he was enthralled. He had so many questions for you. Why didn't you tell him? He was your boyfriend after all. Why did you keep this from him? But also, do you have any like... cool abilities?

Overall he was amazed that you were a titan shifter. He thought it was even cooler watching you fight side by side with him, crushing the Earth beneath your feet and always making sure to have his back. He always called you his personal bodyguard.

The entirety of your relationship with Connie, being a titan shifter was never an issue for him. Until today, that is.

Your heart was pounding out of your chest and you rode your horse alongside Armin. Gabi was holding onto you from behind, screaming and crying for Falco.

You could barely process everything that was happening. The world was going to shit after Eren threw it into absolute chaos. Falco now has the power of the Jaw Titan and Connie took it upon himself to kidnap Falco and use him to bring his mom back. You couldn't believe that he would do this. Of course, he missed his mother. Being in a relationship with Connie meant you knew everything about him. The good, the bad, and the ugly. So yes, he missed his mother and it was horrible what had happened to her. But killing a child? Innocent or not, Falco is a child. This wasn't right.

As the three of you approached the old, worn down house in the abandoned village, you saw Connie with Falco.

"Falco! Get away from him." Gabi screams.

You can see Connie jump and look back to see you and Armin riding up to him, fast.

"He's trying to feed you to the Titan!" Gabi yells out again.

You curse to yourself as Gabi blows your cover. You and Armin were going to try and be calm about this. Approach him with caution and talk him out of doing this.

Upon hearing this, Connie wraps an arm around Falco's neck, putting him in a choke hold. His blade was out, threatening that if you came any closer he wouldn't hesitate.

"Connie! Stop it!" Armin yells out, a panicked look in his eyes.

"Stay there! Stay back!" Connie hollers. His eyes shot daggers at you and the other two. You and Armin yank at the reigns of your horse and halt in your tracks.

"Connie, what are you doing?" You ask, trying to stay as calm as you could. The truth was, you were terrified. This was all too much. You and Connie had been through hell and back together, always staying by each other's side no matter what. You two always came back with the support from one another. But if he went through with this...you were afraid that this time he wouldn't be able to come back from the guilt.

"Shut up! I don't wanna hear from you! Don't say anything!" He screams, tightening his grip around Falco.

Armin falls quiet, trying to think of a way out of this that results in everyone alive.

"You wouldn't understand me. You're going to tell me to keep him alive, right?! That's why I should give up on my mom, right?!" Connie's voice was growing increasingly loud and shaky. It broke your heart to see him acting like this. "I'm sure someone as righteous as you wouldn't understand an idiot like me!"

"You're not an idiot, Con." You tried to say. "Just please, let him go and come back to me, okay?"

Come back to me.

That was something that you always said to him when he was having a hard time. If he was ever crying because he was feeling angry, sad, alone, or guilty, you would always be there rubbing his back, patting with his head, and whispering soothing words. "Come back to me."

He grimaced at the familiar expression. "Don't say that to me." He spits.

He then begins moving up the ladder with Falco in hand. No matter how much he squirmed, Falco couldn't escape Connie's grip.

Your face twisted in fear and panic. Armin looked at you with desperation. It's like his eyes were saying, "You have to do something. He'll only listen to you."

And then it hit you.

You deployed your ODM gear and flung yourself onto the beam that was directly overlooking the Titan's mouth. A cold sweat ran down your back. You clench your jaw tightly. You wanted to look at Connie with pleading eyes but you couldn't bring yourself to do it. It would make what you were about to do a lot harder.

You were going to jump.

"Hey! I said stay back!" Connie yelled again. You still refused to look up at him. You could hear his breath shaking even from where you stood. You began to panic more because it was starting to seem like he was catching on to what you were planning. "What are you planning to do?" He screamed. You stayed silent as hot tears streamed down your face. "Say something, Y/N!"

"You told me to shut up, didn't you?!" You yelled back. You forced yourself to look him in the eyes. Your heart dropped as soon as you made eye contact. He knew. "Did you really think I was going to let you do this?" You asked sadly.

Time slows down as you take the step off the beam, dropping yourself down. You closed your eyes to brace for the impact of the Titan's jaws crushing you.

"Y/N, no!" You hear his voice call out for you.

Crunch

Pain engulfs your body, but it's not the type if pain you were expecting. You're eyes are still closed from the impact, but you can feel something warm crushing you chest. You let out a weak cough and open your eyes. You could see the sky, the clouds, and the sun was blinding you. Your mind hazy, you admire the view above you before a familiar face is hovering above you, blocking it.

Connie was hovering over you, his hands pinning your shoulders to the ground. A look of fear and desperation clouded his wide, grey eyes. "Why the fuck did you go and do that, huh?" He screamed, tears freely flowing down his face and onto your cheeks. You tried to answer him but he didn't give you a chance. He shook you again. "Huh?! Answer me!"

You reached up to cup his face with one of your hands, tears threatening to spill from your eyes as well. "I know how much you miss your mom." You choked out. "I just wanted you to be happy."

His expression softened slightly, but he still looked a little angry. "C'mere." He sat the two of you up and pulled you into a tight embrace. "You think I'd be happy without you, idiot?"

"But what about your mom?" You sniffled. You were of course glad he had a change of heart because Falco was still alive and so were you, but you weren't convinced.

"I miss her. So much. But not as much as I would miss you and hate myself for letting you be so stupid." He answered.

"I wasn't being stupid. I was just trying to protect you." You snap.

"Protect me from what exactly?" He asked, still holding your head deep in his chest.

"Protect you from having to carry around the guilt of what you were about to do." You explained, your voice muffled in this chest.

He was silent as he held onto you for dear life. His heart was heavy at the thought of you giving up your own life to protect him from the shame and guilt that would have come with killing Falco. But that was who you were. Selfless to the core. In that moment he became thankful. Thankful that you stopped him, thankful that you were willing to reunite him with his mother, thankful that you loved him enough to stand by him no matter what. He hugged you tightly and buried his face into you neck. His tears wet the thin fabric of the shirt you wore.

"I'm sorry I let you down." He quietly sobbed into you.

You wrapped your arms tighter around him, rubbing his back and his hair with your hands. "Why do you think you let me down?"

"Cause I'm not a good person." His sniffles and small sobs continued as he held you.

"That's not true." You cooed.

"How do you know that?" He asked, finally looking down at you. His eyes were slightly red from the stress of the situation.

"Because I know you have such a big heart, Connie." You smiled, pressing the palm of your hand against his chest. You could feel his ragged heartbeat. "But you have to you use this too." You tapped his forehead, smiling.

"I've got you for that." He said, forcing a teary smile.

You pulled him in and placed a kiss on his forehead, then his cheek, then finally his lips. You held him there for a moment, savoring the kiss.

"So that's what we are?" You giggled after pulling away. "The head and the heart?"

"Seems like a good deal to me." He sighed.

You both stood up, hand in hand. Connie turned towards Armin. The two exchanged a look of understanding. An understanding that Connie knew he was out of line and he was regretful, and Armin accepted that.

"So what now?" Gabi asks.

There was a long silence before you spoke up.

"I mean... we kinda have to like save the world now." You say half joking. Only half though because it was true.

"I couldn't have said it better myself." Connie grinned.

[geowrites03]

Secret Identities

Teen Titans!Dick Grayson x assassin!reader

Summary: After a fight with the Teen Titans, you and Robin find out some rather interesting things about each other.

v/n=villain name

a/n: I’m not sure how the Teen Titans get to and from the tower so I’m just gonna say that they use a secret tunnel.

Out of all the days to be called for an important mission to take down the Teen Titans, why did it have to be today!? I was finally going to go on a date with my long time crush, Dick Grayson. But things never go my way so now instead of making my way to the diner we picked out, I’m making my way to what will be another failed assassination attempt.

I messaged Dick as I stopped to catch my breath, ‘Hey, I won’t be able to make it to our date. Some important family matters came up, I’m sorry.’ I really hate to cancel dates especially if it’s somebody I truely have interest in, but I would rather cancel the date than not follow one of Slade’s commands.

‘Hey, that’s alright, some issues came up with me as well.’ Well at least it wasn’t only me that had something last minute but his were probably a lot less extreme than mine.

“The Teen Titans already know that you’re on your way. Be prepared for anything, they could have already came up with an elaborate plan. Although you don’t have to worry about much, 3 members are off somewhere else. You only have to take down Beast Boy and Robin.” Slade’s voice rang through the com. Oh great that’s just what I need, them knowing I’m on my way to kill them. This was going to go downhill for me so fast.

I neared the tower, just wondering how I was going to get there, I can’t swim, and there are no boats around for me to steal, not like I would be able to drive it after I steal it anyways.

My brainstorming was cut short after a green shark jumped out of the water and turned into a bird, Beast Boy. He tried to swoop me but I quickly ducked to dodge it, he went to fly away but I caught hold of one his wings. That’s when he turned into a tiger to scratch my hand. I quickly retracted my hand to examine the deep cuts.

“Ss, Fuck.” I hissed under my breath while taking out my bow and aiming at Beast Boy to get some distance between me and the green tiger.

“That’s a pretty fowl mouth you got there v/n.” I turned around to face Robin. He threw a shuriken at me but I dodged it with a backflip. Beast Boy managed to kick me in the back of leg causing me to fall.

“Didn’t your mom ever teach you to not hit girls!?” I quickly tripped him over with my foot. As he was falling he managed to turn into an eagle and flew above the water. I aimed at one of his wings and took the shot. It hit his right wing and he fell into the ocean as his human form.

“Now,” I turn around to Robin as he takes out his staff. I swap out my bow for my own staff. “Where were we Boy Wonder.”

He tries to hit my stomach with a jab but I hit his staff pushing it in another direction. It’s my turn to try and hit him, I go for his shoulder but he easily blocks it.

“Oh think you were about to turn yourself in actually.” He blocks a few more hits from me and manages to land a hit on the side of my torso.

“Was I?” I attempt to hit him a few times only managing one to the side of his knee. “Or are you just trying to get a glimpse of my pretty face without the mask?”

“Surely it can’t be as pretty as mine.” He smirked and hit me on the shoulder then pulled my foot out from underneath me. He kicked my staff out of my hand and suddenly dropped the joking tone. “Who do you work for? Slade?”

“Even I was working for him,” I kicked him back then got to my feet once again and punched his eye, “I wouldn’t tell you.” I picked up my bow I discarded earlier and got some distance from him.

“I have a feeling your lying to me.” He hit me two more times in my stomach. I grabbed ahold of the end of his staff and hit him twice and pulled it out of his hands and threw it to side with my bow.

“Wonder why that would be.” I tried to kick him in his side but he punched my leg down. I grabbed his wrist with one hand and punched him in the chest.

“So are you!?” He kicked his staff upwards and caught it while kicking mine over to me. I picked it up but gave him a strange look, why on earth would he give the enemy their weapon back? “What, I believe in fair play, especially for pretty girls.”

“You haven’t even seen me without my mask, how could you even know I’m actually pretty or not?” I hit his stomach at the same time he hit mine.

“Trust me, I can tell if a girls pretty from a mile away.” Once again his smirk was back. We got a few more good hits on each other and I somehow got my staff leveraged under the corner of his domino mask.

“Oh I’m sure you can. But let’s see how pretty you are first.” I ripped his mask off of his face and gasped. I stumbled back. The guy I’ve ordered to kill is the same guy I’ve been pining on for awhile. “D- Dick?”

“Wait. How do you know who I am?” He dropped his staff and reached out to take my mask off. I didn’t hesitate but after he took off my mask I dropped to my knees sobbing in my hands. This isn’t how it’s meant to be. I can’t possible be fighting Robin while loving Dick.

“Hey? Are you okay?” He asked in a tone so sickeningly sweet as if we weren’t just fighting each other. He kneeled down next and moved my hands from my face and wiped some of my tears. “y/n, are you okay?”

“Th- this can’t be happening- You’re not- no! You’re not supposed to be him!” I tried to hold back the tears and sobs but it was no use. He was looking into my eyes trying to find answers that I had to supply him with. “I was supposed to kill you. He- He said- that i- if I didn’t, he was going to hurt me again-”

“Hey nobody is ever going to hurt you. Ever again.” He wrapped his arms around me and wiped my tears. He gently kissed my lips. When he pulled back he looked into my teary eyes.

“At least take me to dinner first, geez!” We both laughed and he helped me up.

“Well we do still need to have that date. Though I don’t think we should go out looking like we just got trampled by elephants.” He retrieved all of our weapons and our masks. When I put on my mask and tried to leave however, he just held onto my wrist. “That doesn’t mean we’re not going to have a date, you like pizza?”

I giggled as he held my hand and took me back to the tower through a secret tunnel.

“So this is how you get to the tower.” I raised an eyebrow at him and smirked. “Are you sure you can trust me enough to show how to get to the tower?”

“Ohh, I’m sure!” It’s now his turn to smirk at me. We got to elevator and went up to the main room. Beast Boy was already there and he gasped at the sight of me behind Robin.

“Robin! Look out she followed you back!” He pointed at me while Robin walked towards him. He pushed his arm down.

“It’s okay. She’s with me.” He looked back at me and smiled. “Well hopefully with the Teen Titans. If she accepts the offer?” And that was the straw that broke the camel’s back, Beast Boy pasted out right then and there.

“Wait, what?” I thought about it for a second, being apart of the Teen Titans sounded good. But I can’t. Slade would have me killed before the Titans. “No I can’t, he’d kill me. I-”

“He won’t. Not on my watch, trust me. You’ll be safe as long as I’m here with you.” He kissed my forehead and looked into my just like he did before.

“Fine, I’ll join.” I pressed our foreheads together and held his hands in mine. “But your telling them not me!”

He chuckled and went off to order the pizza.

“Yeah, yeah.. of course…”

[cxplqnce]

Jason Todd - Come Back

I’m back! Sorry I haven’t written anything in a while, I’ve been in kind of a rut - anyway, I hope you enjoy this little blurb for Jason Todd from Titans! I listened to “Close as Strangers” by 5SOS while writing this - you should go listen to it, it’s a great song!

Word Count: 415

Warnings: Spoilers for episodes 1-3 of Titans Season 3, also a bit of swearing.

Masterlist

You couldn’t believe it. You couldn’t fucking believe it.

You knew some bad shit had happened to Jason and that he had been hurting people as the Red Hood but you didn’t think he’d go as far as to kill Hank. You watched as Dawn broke down in Dick’s arms and you heard the explosion in your coms. You weren’t just upset; you were royally pissed off at the piece of shit you called your ex-boyfriend.

In the midst of the chaos, Jason slipped out of the warehouse. You caught sight of him leaving and jumped down from your position in between the bars. After following him out of the warehouse, you used your abilities to conjure up a lasso from pure energy – throwing it to wrap around Jason’s ankles and knock him over. As he tried to get up, you grabbed him and punched him in the face. You punched and punched until you were crying and his nose was dripping red.

“H-how could you?” You choked out, moving off of him and sitting on the ground beside him. “This isn’t you, Jay!”

“I had to, alright. He deserved it.” Jason defended, pulling himself up off the ground. “They all do.”

A scoff left your lips as you stood to face him, tears dripping off the end of your nose and chin. “You are disgusting.” You spat before wrapping your arms around your head and sobbing, “You are the worst excuse for a fucking human that I’ve ever met! God, I can’t believe I ever dated you!” You paused, looking straight in his eyes – that had started to gloss over with tears – you took a deep breath before whispering, “I hate you.”

You took a few steps back, letting out a sigh. “You can run away again, Jason, or you can come with me and face your mistakes. It’s up to you.”

“I know you want me to say ‘sorry’ and play happy families with the Titans again, but it’s not going to fucking happen, Y/N! This is who I am now, I’m Red Hood.” Jason yelled, more to convince himself than you. “I’m Red fucking Hood.”

You nodded, before moving further away from him, “Okay, Red Hood, I hope you figure out whatever shit you’re going through and I hope you realise the kind of asshole you’re being and I really fucking hope you never come back to the Titans.” You snapped before turning around and walking away, leaving Jason Todd standing alone.