#young justice series

[cloudtaleblog]

im sobbing why did jl: the flashpoint paradox just take yj bart and recolor him to make thad 😭😭

couldnt even draw the man

[pookiebeary]

Finale

Young Justice!Roy Harper x reader

Warning: angst, mentions of death and guilt etc

Word count: give or take 871

Synopsis: In order to buy some time for an escape, you have to do what you have to do. You've failed him all those years and this time you won't.

Reader is Black Canary's former sidekick and has the charmspeak ability, which is a type of hypnotism or persuasion in which it allows the speaker to convince someone else to do or get whatever they want (cited from the riordan wiki fandom)

"Never!! I will not be taken again!" You hear Roy angrily declare as he takes an offensive stance, the blaring security alarms making him fidgety like a wild animal.

You feel the guilt of failing to find him all those years jab at you as you look at the near feral expression on his face. Taking a deep breath, you steel your resolve and shorten the distance Roy's put up.

"Easy there buddy," you make your voice as soft and disarming as possible but still clear enough to hear through the deafening sound of the alarm, it works to calm him down as you shush and lull him with sweet nothings. You smile assuringly, promising that you'll make sure he never gets captured again. Never. You'll make sure of it even if the odds are stacked against the both of you.

"You won't be taken again, okay?" You cup his face with your palms, placing your forehead against his as you whisper, "I promise you."

You take in a shaky deep breath while you watch his features soften before you continue to speak again.

"Listen to me Roy. You will walk away from here." You command and with a ghost of a smile gracing your lips, your resolve begins to wave when you watch his gaze turn foggy as if he's trapped in a trance-like state. Tears pool in your eyes but you refuse to cry even as your lips tremble slightly. Your hand moves to gently caress his cheek and you take in every minute detail of him, burning the image of Roy Harper one last time in your mind.

His dazed look suddenly twists into horror when he realizes you're using your charmspeak on him to force him to abandon you, "N-no (Name)! Don't you fucking dare-"

You cut him off, adding even more intent on your tone, "You will run and save yourself and only you. Leave me."

You see him struggling to fight against your charmspeak but you've already reaffirmed your resolve and you can't back down now. This is your repentance for having failed him all those years ago. You owe him this, "You will escape and you won't stop running until you're back with the others."

Roy's horrified and furious look fades away as he nods blankly and you smile, knowing that he cannot disobey the charmspeak you've placed on him.

"Goodbye Roy. I love you. Tell Dinah I'm sorry," you murmur quietly, your thumb wiping away a drop of tear that has rolled down his eye. Giving him one final kiss you figured you could have before you meet your end, you reluctantly let go when the troop's stomping gets louder- mercilessly reminding you of the inevitable.

You see Roy nodding dazedly before abruptly turning around as the charmspeak compels him to follow your orders. He runs away, melding into the shadows as you turn to face an army of supersoldiers alone.

***

'No no no no no!' Roy tries to move his body, to will himself back to you but your charmspeak is much more powerful than he remembers. All those years he was trapped in ice you must've honed your skills because he'd usually be able to break free from it.

'(NAME)!!' He screams and tries to resist the charmspeak as he struggles to slow down, to no avail. His body isn't listening to him as it continues to run even as exhaustion and grief clings into him like a parasitic daemon.

He feels tears run down his eyes as he remembers the time spent with you all those years back. The flood of memories from your first meeting flashes on his mind like a movie; the both of you had been so young then- fresh newbies to the crime-fighting life that you've both been introduced to by your guardians. And as much as he hated his days as a sidekick to Green Arrow, meeting you when he was still Speedy was the greatest thing that ever happened to him.

He remembers how he initially taunted you and goaded you to prove your meta abilities because he wasn't sure how to talk to you even though in hindsight that had been a horrible way to make friends. The result of said interaction was you charmspeaking him to punch himself. The purple bruise on his cheek served as a humbling and humiliating reminder to him for the next few weeks that Oliver never let him live it down.

He remembers how you both used to sneak around after curfew to hang out at rooftops and enjoy each other's company when a busy Dinah dropped you off in Star City for Ollie to babysit you. It had taken a lot of convincing on his side for you to break the curfew rule with him, involving promises of your favourite snacks and drinks being present.

He recalls the smile you'd had given him when you apologized for making him punch himself even though it was a well-deserved punch. But even as a war cry left his lips and even as tears continued to stream down his eyes, his legs wouldn't stop running even as he desperately wished to go back and fight beside you in that losing battle.

He doesn't stop running.

[yukii0nna]

Nice to meet you

It was a rainy afternoon in August Meadows, a sleepy town in Louisiana. Many people were inside, grateful not in the pouring rain. Jemima "Jem" Samuels was not one of them.

"Of all the days to forget me umbrella, it had to be this one. And wearing this dress too." She sighed, though still with a small strained smile on her face. She was told to wait for her by Doc, so who was she to complain?

As she sulked in the rain, a boy walked beside her. He was wearing a black hoodie up but there was some magenta hair poking a bit. His skin was darkish brown, He had a guitar hanging from his back. He didn't say a word, just stood there. At that point, it seems like it would be best to just ignore each other.

As the rain continued to beat on, it sounded like a gentle melody. To pass the time, the boy started to tap along to it. Each time never changing the rhythm. As it continued on, Jem started to hum along. Adding a tune that strangely enough, sounded nice.

At that the boy stopped and turned to her. He gave a big smirk at her, clearly having fun with his joke.

"Hey, Jem." Klein Singh, another ward of Mr Nelson. A nice guy, if one more on the snarkier side. His long magenta hair was hidden by the hoodie. He was wearing white glasses which laid on his hooked nose.

"Hey Klein. Getting good at that spell, huh?"

"Yep, the old mind fuzz trick never fails." He smirked. "It got me out of trouble. " He looked at the rain falling and sighed. "So what do you think will the team be like?"

"I heard good things about them. So they might be nice."

"Or the mother of all trouble."

Jem quirked her eyebrows. "I thought you missed trouble."

He laughed at the suggestion. "I know, that's why I'm excited. I missed it." Jem never got most of the details of Klein's life before coming to Earth. Just that he was from another world and worked as a mage. After that, he just clammed up. So she figured she wouldn't pry.

Suddenly, thunder flashed in the distance. The downpour increased, almost like it was turning into a storm.

"Think you have a magic umbrella spell?"

"You know as well as I don't, unfortunately. Where is the old butt anyway?" A portal appears in front of them. A text buzzed on Jem's phone.

Jem read it to Klein.*Sorry I can't introduce you myself, I have something to do today. I'll be back as soon as I can.*

"Well, that explains. Now to meet our new friends."Klein shrugged.

"Agreed...." They walked in.

-

The place was weird. Then again, with all that he's been through the past few days, it's not the strangest thing to happen. So his plan is to be normal enough not to start trouble. He succeeded with being friends with Reil, though she's cool so she doesn't count. Still, he's best bet is to not mess up.

"These are the new recruits. I expect you to treat them well." The bat guy introduced them. Batmen, was it? He really need to check my hero sheet after this.

"Hey y'all. I'm Jemima Samuels but most people call me Jem. Here's hoping we get along." My favorite gothic zombie girl waved at the new teens, smile never leaving. She is the face for a reason.

"Nice to meet you Jem-stone. And who's the guitar hero over there?" The other redhead in the blue shirt pointed to Klein.

"Klein Singh, Music Mage."

"That's your code name? Kinda basic" The kid in sunglasses asked.

Klein chuckled."No it's what magic I use. Technically it's the 'Song of the Heart' which is more on the support side of bardic magic but yes is magical music"

"Nice to meet you, I'm Miss Martin. We were just giving a tour. Do you want to join?" The redhead girl asked.

"Sure. Might as well see the place, given I'll be stuck here for a while." Klein. He was still a bit annoyed from being caught in the rain.

She wisely ignored that. "So that tour, then."

-

" I've been meaning to ask you. Hi I'm Wally by the way." The redheaded boy started. He looked nice enough.

"And what would that be?"

"Why the magic thing?" Wally asked.

"Oh, I didn't think you would care. Well, it all started when I was 6. You see, I once-"

"Are you really making up a back story for that?" The redheaded boy shrugged.

"Hahaha.I'm sorry what did you say?" He felt a twitch in his eye. 'Keep calm Singh, he probably doesn't mean anything by it. Just don't flip '

"Like magic isn't real, dude. Like the gimmick is lame and the whole bard thing wouldn't get you a date."

Klein is officially going to hate him.

@bakawitch @insomniac-jay @sanyu-thewitch05 @cinderellaenjoyer

[shadowsndaisies]

codename: nightingale - the before masterlist

a collection of blurbs and head cannons and ficlets that take place before season 1!

pre season 1 blurbs/hcs:

intro to grapples (06/24/24) - looking more at oliver and birdy, and how she learned how to grapple

that time where everyone met birdy (06/22/23) - there's a reason everyone loves her, and it's been like that from the start

holidays 2004 (01/30/25) - roy and birdy are siblings... and siblings fight and scheme both together and at each other

robin catching feels (02/21/23) - a look into the birdboy's brain

birdy has a crush (03/20/23) - well duh, we been knew

main masterlist  codename: nightingale master post  season one masterlist

[noybusiness]

Also Alucard from Hellsing!

Somehow I only really realized today that this man, Crispin Freeman, voices these characters. Touga and Winston were especially surprising to me!

I’m not actually familiar with Ghost in the Shell, but it was hearing Togusa’s voice that made me scroll thru Crispin’s IMDB page.

[acid-ixx]

young, just us?! (again &. again au)

ft. yandere young justice 98 x gn! reader

reblogs and interactions are encouraged and appreciated.

— masterlist !

off-topic, but i've been hyperfixating so much on the young justice (98 vers), that i've been thinking of another timeline where the entire team falls in love with you during one of their trips to the manor. i mean, who wouldn't? they want to know more about your unshakeable, yet warm presence, but they couldn't due to their teammate's indifference towards the first biological child, you.

so someone assertive like cassie slaps some sense into tim drake for his obvious negligence of you whenever you try to talk to him in front of the team, with her harsh tone and squinted glare, just to make it hurt more, that it just leads you finally catching his eyes—

whilst you're unaware of everything happening in the background scene.

cue his interest being piqued regarding you, his obsessive research that spirals into the need to be a constant in your life, and his attempts at bonding with you before it's too late; but with his team of course, because it's now he realizes just how lonely you truly are, with the lack of friends and hobbies only done by yourself, for yourself, in the ghostly manor— whilst all your siblings are out there fighting crime, socializing, with so many adventures that no normal person could comprehend.

tim is familiar with what it's like living in an empty house, before he became robin.

he trusts his teammates, his friends with his life, so it wouldn't be a problem if you were to be acquainted with them; it would be a problem, though, if he soon doesn't quench their thirst to meet with you yet again.

so imagine, one day, you're just out there gardening, humming tunes as always like routine, the next you're being dragged in impulse's arms of all heroes, his hold on you too intimate for a stranger you met once. tim's voice echoes through intangible earphones, lightly threatening the speedster to keep you safe through your fast travel. you're sped from the manor to places unknown, kissed by the air cutting through your body, until you're at their secret cave, surrounded by his teammates, dumbly looking around until a girl rips you away from impulse's arm to hug you tightly.

she acts as a cushion for you to lay your head on, dizzy from the motion enough to make you nearly vomit. but all she does is coo at your swaying head and push her palm on your nape to have you stabilize in hold.

"you okay, sweetie? i swear, if bart got you sick, i'm going to punch him so hard right now."

you're quite unsure how to reply, mind too numb to register the speedster voicing his complaints, or the disgruntled sigh from your brother who shakes his head, commenting under his breath about "keeping affection to a low, for now."

you've never been held this tightly for years, but she beats you through your disoriented tears right after a moment's beat. through your speechless squeaks, she offers you a soft and warm, "welcome, buddy!" her blonde hair glimmers under the light compared to yours.

she calls herself arrowette, suzanne king-jones her personal identity, but insists just as quickly that you call her cissie with your sweet little voice, you nod hazily. everything's happening at a hasty pace that you couldn't even question why nobody's batting an eye at the identity reveal to a civilian, a stranger that is you.

but just as quickly as she introduces herself, your attention is dragged to an all-too familiar, handsome face, his infamous sunglasses resting on his nose, piercings on his eyebrows, and raven sidepart as he shakes your hands and blows you a kiss. a batarang slices through the air and nearly misses his head, you could tell your brother's seething by now.

it doesn't take much for everyone else to introduce themselves after the awkward tension from superboy telling you to call him "baby".

but your mind is still spinning either way, from the daze of impulse's speed, or all the names being thrown into your head, while they all repeatedly shower you with compliments that has you reeling from the foreign domain of affection you've stepped foot on.

just like that, the team takes advantage of your timidness, your eyes plastered on the ground as your face flushes with blazing heat, fighting each other with verbal insults whilst praising themselves in front of you in a battle to assert who's better. it's tim taking your arms and dragging you off to another room that makes for a perfect distraction, apologizing for the sudden intrusion in your life, and how he's willing to make up for the negligence he's caused you from every since he came to the manor— that these people are going to be your new friends.

he says it all so assertively, like he's done his research and the data he's received are all correct, as if he's sure this is the greatest course of action for your life.

the transition from silence to a room filled with chatters, words all directed to you, rather than from a passing glance, their efforts to communicate with someone inept at socializing yet never giving up... well, you couldn't quite comprehend it yet, but tim could see how your face flushes with warmth and the jitters of your fingers from excitement at the implication of new and better... friends.

the taste of the word feeling so distant yet welcomed, he watches the smile slowly plastered on your face and brings his hesitant palms to pat the crown of your head still turned down, tangling his fingers in each strand to ruffle your hair.

it's totally not a way for him to memorize every detail of your being.

"let's, uh... turn our backs away from the past alright, (name)?" he says with an awkward lilt to his voice. you look up through your lashes, and find his pale face incredulously red while his eyes dart around the room. suddenly, you don't feel so trapped right now, and feel yourself giggling at his unsure words and stooping posture.

he panics and gulps, scratching the back of his neck. his eyes still refuse to stare straight at yours.

"— shit, sorry, 'm still not used to this comforting jig, but i'm serious about all this, about making it up to you while it's still early. so, uhm, i hope my friends aren't too... overwhelming for you. they're too excited, that's it."

it's finally at the end of his sentence that his eyes crinkle at the sight of you. you're still standing awkwardly, hesitant to open up yet still willing to make an effort if what he's saying is true.

there's still a shadow of doubt in your head, that this was all a dream, but everything feels so real. his touch feels so real.

it takes a split second for you to reply, still taking in the events that happened to you.

"it's... alright, maybe i'll learn to... forgive you, tim." your whisper sliced through the silent air, breathless, fiddling with your fingers, stepping closer to your brother. he hesitates, but brings his hands to rest on both sides of your shoulder.

his palms eventually made their way to hover on your face, you don't flinch, but you don't bring them closer to you either. it's an air of neutral comfort you're threading on.

"i'm... real grateful that you're willing to put up an effort for me..." it's as if you couldn't fathom that someone so talented, so important as tim drake could notice you and even apologize wholly without excuses. it doesn't take away the years, all the times he turned his back on you, and even mistakenly calling out the wrong name and flat out ignoring you, but if someone like him was willing to try— to even go as far as to have his friends become your friends.

well... who's to say you could deny the slight flutter in your chest at the sweet gestures?

it was you who initiated the hug, burying your head in his slumped shoulders, tears dampening his costume. your brother pats your back, and awkwardly cradles your body in the silent expanse of the room.

you don't feel the haste of his heartbeats, nor the goosebumps pervading his skin.

"thank you..." you mutter, relinquishing the fear that this was all a sick prank your mind has put you through, and embrace the sounds of the door suddenly slamming while your head still rests on the crook of your brother's neck, giggling through tears from bart's high-pitched squeals, the ghostly sounds of greta's overdramatic gasps and cassie's complaints of tim taking all your attention for himself.

from there on out, your presence kind of becomes a staple for the chaotic atmosphere of the team, a voice of reason whenever tim or cassie is too unhinged to deal with the others, they always kept their arguments light for the sake of your happiness. they like to treat you, finding your praises for each individual refreshing and sweet. you're unaware of just how much they truly loved you from the moment their eyes laid on the shadows of your form in the manor.

and you'd rather it stay that way, too invested in the never flitting feeling of being loved.

there's a saying, ignorance is bliss. you're in a state of happiness because this was the first time you had spent your time with someone you could call your brother. you had friends, welcoming from the start, unafraid to display their affection for you. hugs, cuddle piles, pats on your head, kisses on your cheeks, a target for kon's adorable flirting, bart's endless mumblings, even sitting beside your brother is enjoyable as he sifts through the big monitors in front of you, because at least now there's a hand you could fiddle with every time you become too bored.

how could you want to leave them after all this?

at least, in this timeline, you've willingly stepped into your own cage.

a/n: i'm this 🤏 close to disappearing off of tumblr for a year or two again because of my writer's block despite me posting more and more lately. the lack of motivation to write, and forcing yourself to write out the ideas you have in your head bec you're afraid of forgetting is such a shitty feeling. i'm on the verge of a hiatus, my imposter syndrome is at an all time high and i feel as if my writing has been lacking lately. so apologies, i might just quit if i can't get rid of this feeling. otherwise, i think we need more young justice (not the tv show) content, they're like my favorite hero team. i don't know what to feel about this drabble.

[sbd-laytall]

And this right here is precisely why Young Justice is still so beloved to people even decades later and why people were justifiably upset when the Young Justice show kept on screwing everything up from the start.

Young Justice (1998) #55

[greyfeu]

THE CORE FOUR

[gnomewithalaptop]

Rereading the Our Worlds at War tie-in again and God I miss their friendship every day

[nicomoon69]

Bernard rushed to delete the RPF he wrote when he was 17 off of ao3 the moment he realized Tim was Robin because he did NOT want to have a conversation about why he has insert reader young justice harem fanfiction

[fraudue]

taking preorders for new and old merch on my shoppp

ft. star trek evangelion madoka magica shinran charms miscellaneous print you know it

[cloudtaleblog]

young justice (the cartoon) au where both artemis and connor hawke exists and see each other as family

artemis falls in love with wally

wally falls in love with connor

connors just happy to be here

[gl1tchr]

Do riddler x riddler self love

I Sure Can

these are my top 3. there are More

[kstarlitchaotics]

Batfam -Young Justice ✨🦇🐦

[princess-unipeg]

Favorite shows that everyone on Netflix is watching

[optichocolate]

Found family but they are all self sacrificial and care about each other SO much it becomes a reason for conflict.