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The Young Justice!

(Panel redraw inspiration beneath the break)

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Young Justice!

I wanted to include more characters, but I sorta ran out of space and motivation.

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Tips for writing those gala scenes, from someone who goes to them occasionally:

Generally you unbutton and re-button a suit coat when you sit down and stand up.

You’re supposed to hold wine or champagne glasses by the stem to avoid warming up the liquid inside. A character out of their depth might hold the glass around the sides instead.

When rich/important people forget your name and they’re drunk, they usually just tell you that they don’t remember or completely skip over any opportunity to use your name so they don’t look silly.

A good way to indicate you don’t want to shake someone’s hand at an event is to hold a drink in your right hand (and if you’re a woman, a purse in the other so you definitely can’t shift the glass to another hand and then shake)

Americans who still kiss cheeks as a welcome generally don’t press lips to cheeks, it’s more of a touch of cheek to cheek or even a hover (these days, mostly to avoid smudging a woman’s makeup)

The distinctions between dress codes (black tie, cocktail, etc) are very intricate but obvious to those who know how to look. If you wear a short skirt to a black tie event for example, people would clock that instantly even if the dress itself was very formal. Same thing goes for certain articles of men’s clothing.

Open bars / cash bars at events usually carry limited options. They’re meant to serve lots of people very quickly, so nobody is getting a cosmo or a Manhattan etc.

Members of the press generally aren’t allowed to freely circulate at nicer galas/events without a very good reason. When they do, they need to identify themselves before talking with someone.

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How am I only just learning this!?

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Superboy (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Young Justice (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent Characters: Tim Drake, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Cassie Sandsmark, Bart Allen, Roxy Leech, Rex Leech, Cassandra Cain (mentioned) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Rock Band, Alternate Universe - Actors, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Young Justice is a Band, Batman is a Long Running TV Show, Humor, Adventure Summary:

Consensual Kidnappings, Shitty Phone Chargers and Jolly Rancher Jungle Juice, OH MY!

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After a rescue from some flash-happy photographers, Conner Kent and Tim Drake become each other's manic pixie dream girls as they find themselves in an adventurous whirlwind of chaos and camaraderie that rivals even the haziest of fever dreams.

Snippet under the cut :)

They’d successfully had the place cleared and cleaned five minutes before it was actually time to formally lock up, which usually happened never because they weren't allowed to.

His phone vibrates for the fourth time - another text from Roxy, he’s sure of it.. Conner sits on the fraying and peeling diner stool that creaks with every rub his jeans make against it. It's now three minutes after close, two before Bart pulls up in their van, and Conner has one boot zipped up when the tapping at the door begins.

He doesn’t bother to look up as he calls out, “We’re closed!”

The tapping pauses for a second, before it picks up again, increasing in speed. He rolls his eyes, hiking a leg on the worn diner chair to pull the laces loose on his other sneaker.

“We are closed !” He yells, dragging out the vowel on the last word. His head turns slightly towards the door, as though that would help carry his voice to the door better. The taps don't stop, they become louder. Harsh bangs on the glass that jostle the glowing red neon closedsign, producing small weak jingles out of the bell hanging from the top.

There’s a sudden wave of noise outside. Shouting, dulled by the glass and the pounding on it. It’s not of a singular voice, it’s an apparent crowd, an insistent one.

Out of his peripheral, Conner sees one flash of white light, then another, and another. The banging doesn’t stop, but his movements do. The heel of his foot slides off the chair as he sits up straight because yes, okay, fine. He can’t (really shouldn’t) ignore this anymore.

He turns the rotating chair towards the front, but since he’s in the one closest to the back room and furthest from the front, it means he has to walk, with one heavy combat boot and one untied and lightweight arch-supported sketcher, towards the door to see it properly.

A man in a red jacket stands at the front of the crowd. He’s a loud splash of color amid a backdrop of covered faces and the white flashes emerging from all that surrounds him. The warm yellow light from inside keeps his face illuminated even when the flashes flicker on and off. Conner can see how his whole body perks up at Conner's approaching figure, like a wounded puppy dog. He’s shorter than Conner, even from far away he has to look up slightly as he mouths “Help, please” while frantically pointing towards the lock, only half of a pale finger visible over the long sleeves of his hoodie.

Conner's chest fills with sympathy, right next to the nosiness.

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my brother started calling our cat "doobie brother" which he then lengthened to "dubious brother" and has since morphed into "brother dubious" like he's some sort of fucked up little monk

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I am not the divine masculine or the divine feminine I am the divine comedy and you will address me as such

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that post about how its impossible to satirize masculinity without thousands of men earnestly idenitifying with it isn't wrong but ive also seen enough women cheer on the most rancid shit as long as its got a veneer of femininity to it so idk i think it might just be a human thing

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happy valentines day y'all

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teehee

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i’m coming like a storm in your town 🕊️ 🐍

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i’ve got you under my skin

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oh this is it. this is the definitive.

hits tim drake with the asian beam

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not now, kitten. daddy is aggressively refreshing readallcomics.org

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weird writer thought das giving me a little stress .... u dont realize how many female characters timkon are surrounded by until you start writing them