#Dan bit Conner

[the-thing-inside-your-closet]

Nothing You Can Prove

Danny wasn’t having a good time. In fact, he was having a very, very, very, very, bad time.

He was just trying to walk home with his children, his very energetic chaos inclined children, when Ellie declared that she needed to use the bathroom. So, as any responsible parent would, Danny walked with her and Dan to the nearest building that would have an open to the public restroom. And while Ellie was busy using the little girl’s room, Danny focused to ensuring Dan didn’t bite anyone. Again. The last time he drew blood and Danny couldn’t apologise enough to the punk looking guy who seemed completely bewildered by what had happened.

All Danny remembered was apologising repeatedly, turning to scold Dan about biting strangers, and the young man muttering something about some guy named Tom (or was it Tim?) And how he was never going to believe what had happened.

So, safe to say Danny was more focused on watching his child and waiting for the other one than looking at the suspicious group of men that had just walked into the restaurant.

Because of course the first building Danny saw that might have an open bathroom was a fancy upscale restaurant, and not the fast food restraint two blocks down. Ellie had said she couldn’t hold it that long.

But now, Danny had a gun to his face, and his babies hidden behind him as much as he could manage while the two of them subtly tried to shove past him so they could beat the shit out of this butthead for daring to point a weapon at their dad.

Masked thug: Hand over all of valuables! Wallet, phone, everything! Be quick and nobody gets hurt!

Danny calmly reached into his pocket, and hoped that the situation would stay as calm as possible until the city’s local heir or the police could arrive. He didn’t want to have to reveal his or his children’s powers and potentially need to flee yet another city.

Danny: Here, just take it and go.

The thugs had grabbed what they could from as many people as possibly before bolting, leaving many of the patrons upset and shaken from the encounter. Danny quickly turned to his children and vegans looking them over, fussing and making sure they were okay.

Ellie: Dad you never let the guy near us. How could we have possibly gotten hurt?

Danny: With how much trouble you two like to get into, I’m not taking any chances. Now Dan-

Dan was gone. Dan. Was. Gone. Danny felt his chest tighten and his breathing becoming harder to control. Where was his son?!

Just as Danny was about to ask a waitress who had just finished giving her statement to a police officer if she’d seen where his son ran off to, Dan reappeared beside his sister with a sharp toothed grin.

Dan: Don’t worry dad, I got your stuff back. So you don’t have to be upset now!

Danny: …What did you do.

Dan, smirking: Nothing you can prove.

The local vigilante/hero watching this exchange:

[bluerosefox]

Stellar Dynamics

You know what.

ANOTHER DPxDC idea (as if I write prompts for anything else lol ✍(◔◡◔)

And once again, I think I might have a hyperfixation rn, another deaged Dani (Ellie) and Dan (Dante)! and Dad!Danny.

And you know what, lets make it another DannyxConner idea.

Danny is on a field trip with his class (NOT in Gotham though, LOVE Gotham but lets go with a different city) in like Central City or Metropolis (If Metropolis, Danny is SUPER excited to see the space sections they have at the museum they no doubt have, because well SUPERMAN is an alien and based in their city. If in Central City Conner is visiting Bart.)

During the trip he bumps into Conner and the two just hit it off. Conner enjoys listening to Danny rant about space and the stars and finds watching Danny's eyes light up in joy kinda cute. And if he got his new hero name Supernova from listening to Danny's rants about the stars well... no one needs to know how he got it.

Danny likes how chill Conner is and how the guy stood against Dash and the other jocks when Dash decided he wanted to mess with Danny during the trip, a rare thing nowadays but sometimes Dash does try, and how he respects/likes Danny's friends.

He didn't even say anything negative or hurtful when he found out Danny has two kids back home.

In the end the two exchange numbers, flirt hard, and maybe set up a date in the future. And then more dates. Becoming boyfriends. AND meeting the family. Conner is smitten with just out of toddlerhood Ellie and toddler Dante and adores them. And he loves how the Fentons just love him the moment he stepped into their house and was introduced as Danny's boyfriend, he made sure to bring over a pie Ma should him how to make.

Things get a bit complicated when Conner, Supernova, is at a reunion of YJ members and his phone lights up with a text message from Danny.

He's smiling with a goofy/soft look when he opens the text and see's its a picture of Danny holding a pouting toddler Dante and Ellie on his lap smiling with a notable gap in her teeth at the camera. The message he got was 'Ellie wanted you to know she finally lost her first baby tooth. Dan's been grumpier, I think he misses you.'

He is pulled out of his happy thoughts and musings when he hears Bart gasp hard and drop a bowl of snacks onto the floor. Conner turns to from the future Speedster and see's him about to have a panic attack.

Bart, Impulse, is having a freak out after catching a glimpse of the text picture Conner had gotten and being nosy wanted to know what got his friend to smile so smitten. He knew of Conner's current boyfriend and the kids Conner adores but haven't had time to be introduced to them or even see a pic.

He wasn't expecting to see the very MONSTER of his NIGHTMARES that basically destroyed the world in the FUTURE as a toddler pouting at a camera and surrounded by two smiling identical looking people either. People he never saw in the future or with HIM AND-

Oh.... OH!

Was that why he turned evil? Did something happen to his family?

[kizzer55555]

DP X DC School Project

So...I am part of a dp x dc Discord server under the nickname Jazz. Someone decided to post a Pinterest picture in the fanfic ideas channel. This is the conversation it created. I love this Discord server so much.

Eros:

Danny and Damain working together on school project together.

Or even Dani and Damian up to you.

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Danny and Damian just sounds so much more funny to me.

Eros:

Alrights 👌

BreKitten:

Oh my gosh, that's hilarious

Eros:

And they totally would act like this

Apricot:

crying lmao

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Damien: Why wouldn't we shop at [the expensive place]? I am an heir-

Danny: taps the paper 2k a month. You gave up your money to make me feel more comfortable.

Damien: Why would I care about your comfort?

Danny: dramatic gasp How could say that about your husband?!

Apricot:

Damian: husband?! what "husband"?!

Eros:

then proceeded to fight on types of toast and pricy vegetarian meals

Danny: look our family needs a balance diet, we can't live off vegetables alone! The very least we should mix it with some actual food like Ectoplasm.

(if Ectoplasm can be considered all kind of elements/a semi living organism since it revives things then any food brought to life should be counted as a beast of some kind)

Eros:

Also counts since Danny lived off ectoplasm for a fair bit of his life so he would see it as a food source

Eros:

Danny: me. I'm your husband, we agreed to marry to make it easier for the kids.

Apricot:

Damian: KIDS?!

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Danny: Danny Jr and Damian Jr!

Eros:

Danny: yes kids, don't tell me you forgot we had kids! I swear you'll say you forgot we have pets too!

Danny: shows the paper that says they have a pet and two kids

Jazz:

No wait, the ectoplasm comes last. Just the Wayne’s seeing Damian and this random kid fight about every single thing. Finally Damian comes home and says that they finally agreed on something.

The Wayne’s: finally. Looks like this is a good learning experience:

Damian: we have agreed to live off of Lazarus water.

Wayne’s: ABORT! ABORT! ABORT!

And the best thing is that they might not know about Danny being a halfa. So they think Damian is now corrupting random citizens.

Jazz:

Cause like, they both grew up with Lazarus water/ectoplasm and know the nutritional value.

Eros:

Indeed~

Jazz:

Great for child development too!

They both turned out great!

Eros:

Hehehe

Alright now both Danny and Damian are fully into this project now they have at least a agreed idea on food

Because the project they have is this; budget for every day living

So they have food set out

There is now trying to keep the house running and kids/pets alive and entertained

Danny agrees that with his skills he can do the majority of repairs, Damian agrees to take responsibility of the pets

They are now having an argument on how children should be raised.

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Damian is all for strict discipline, high standards of education, after school activities (he may not want his kids to be assassins but he still wants the best).

Danny's all for independence, finding your own way, encouragement and lots of love and support.

Damian: Do you want our children to grow up to be garbagemen?!

Danny: Do you know how much a garbageman makes?!

Eros:

Danny grew up around a lot of physical affection and love from his folks, except around the time of the accident/the holidays he always knew his parents loved each other very very much.

Damian comes from such an emotionally constipated house hold that he only gets the majority of physical affection from Dick

Jazz:

Lol

This is so perfect.

Danny then says something that puts Damian’s entire world view into question.

Danny: is this how you would treat our pets?!

Eros:

Damian: gasp how dare you, how very dare you!

Adonnenniel "Addy":

XD Danny, recounting the story later to Sam and Tucker: I swear, if he had pearls, he would've clutched them.

Eros:

Hehehe

Jazz:

Me imagining Damian going to Dick to complain.

Damian: can you imagine?! Raising kids and hugging them! Or saying it’s ok to fail!

Dick’s face.

Eros:

Damian complaining to his family: we might have agreed on living off Lazarus water, but now he wishes for our children to just go wild, then compared our pets to them!

Jazz:

Damian: obviously our pets would act nothing like those…savages.

Eros:

It just keeps getting better~

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Waynes are listening to this kind of like a soap opera

Eros:

Sam: wow Danny, at the very least your doing better then when you were partnered up with Val, like the majority of the time you were trying to pawn off raising the kid on each other until the flower was in danger, but I can't say much myself since Tucker pulled a Kronos.

Which opened a new can of worms; how much time were they going to take care and be there for their "kids" what kind of training would they go through

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Hehehe

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Danny: I learned from my mistakes. I wasn't ready to be a parent then.

Eros:

Their whole class and teachers are watching it like a soap opera

Eros:

The very least they get to see it live and not re counted

Jazz:

(Someone get popcorn, or they just get out their packed lunches early).

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Yes! The Waynes and Sam and Tucker get the play-by-play but the class gets to see the actual show!

Jazz:

No wait, someone records it and post it and then it goes viral. (Do they think that the Wayne’s make a lot more sense now hearing of how Damian thinks children should be raised?)

(Are there now more questions?!)

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Oooh. I can see people being even worse to Damian. Maybe pitying him because he grew up with so little love.

Eros:

Then the next day Danny brings up the issue of child raising again since Sam makes a good point.

Danny: okay so I've re think a few things, mainly on occasion the kids should get self defense classes or something like that since it would make most sense to keep them safe. But beyond work and school activities how should we spend our time with them?

Jazz:

People see the two about to continue their conversation and immediately stop what they are doing to bring their phones out.

What if this becomes one of the most popular ‘dramas’? Like, so much in fact even villains will stop what they are doing to watch?

Eros:

(because Danny comes from a physical affectionate house doesn't mean there was neglect from his folks working way too much)

Jazz pretty much raised him when it came to actual child care so Danny is determined to be there for his "kids"

Not just for the fun stuff or being pulled to random projects

Jazz:

They get super invested in this project.

Also, what if people intentionally goad them on? Like seeing them together and asking if a kid should be left alone at home or with a babysitter or what they’ll do during a blackout/tornado?

Eros:

Surprisingly it's Danny who brings a big book of plans in case if emergencies

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Yes!

Adonnenniel "Addy": - reply to students and citizens goading Danny and Damian on.

The teacher reworks their lesson plans to do an extended deep dive into home economics so that this can keep happening.

Jazz:

Absolutely.

Jazz:

Some of the emergency responses are normal like, if there is a tornado, evacuate kids to a shelter, others are strange like arguing whether you should fight the burglar or prioritize the kids. Others are just plain weird. A blackout? Both Damian and Danny will turn to face the questioner. Obviously they’ll be able to see in the dark. (Effect of ectoplasm/Lazarus exposure).

Eros:

Danny is even willing to share on the "in case of apocalypses" situations

Jazz:

Neither question why they know a massive amount of information about various world ending disasters/villains.

Eros:

Oh and how they should pack bags for school and for emergencies

Jazz:

Omg, they make a kid survival kit. Including blasters and knives.

Eros:

Danny insists they should put some of the survival kit stuff in the school bag

Jazz:

Everything a five year old should take to school.

Eros:

Ooo discussion on how old their kids should be to learn about weapons and how to safely handle them

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Danny: Eight should be good.

Damian: Eight is way too late to start!

Jazz:

The fact that both agree this is a necessary subject to teach their kids. Everyone’s reaction to hearing various ways you can kill/dismember a person and why this won’t work. Not because it’s immoral but clearly because young kids don’t have the necessary arm length to complete certain maneuvers.

Eros:

Damian: that's why we should put the kids into martial arts and gymnastics as soon as possible so  they can be flexible enough!

Jazz:

Danny: that’s why we should wait until their older and focus on their aim while young! Their muscle memory will be all wrong by the time they reach the appropriate age!

Damian: they will not always have a weapon to aim. The body is the only reliable weapon that will never fail.

Eros:

Now to add extra into the mix; Bruce and Jazz (who is now Danny's legal guardian) show up to school to pick them up as they are in a middle of an argument

Danny: and who will be the one teaching them? Because proper teachers will be expensive, at least we can teach them at home how to aim properly! It can be a bonding experience!

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Jazz: What are you talking about?

Danny: Teaching our young children proper aim.

Jazz: You will not!

Danny: I mean, you're obviously not going to teach them.

Jazz:

Damian: I can teach them perfectly fine.

Danny: what about work? You can’t be with them all the time. 

Damian: I can take them with me. We can travel around Gotham and learn to fight through experience. 

Danny: you are not taking our children to fight on the streets

Damian: what, didn’t you want us bonding?! Make up your mind!

Dick looking at Bruce. “This is your fault.”

Eros:

Danny: You're not letting our children out on the streets, they will put too many people in the hospital! You have any idea how expensive that would be!

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Damian casually dropping he's Robin?

Jazz:

Danny not even processing it.

Then casually stating he’s dead. Damian skipping that detail.

Adonnenniel "Addy":

XD They're too caught up in the roles.

Jazz:

Exactly.

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Maybe afterwards, if they think back on it.

Jazz:

Like vigilantism and the dead coming back to life is normal for them. They are focusing on the children right now thank you.

Adonnenniel "Addy":

And then they both come up with the excuse "I was just adding to lore, it was all pretend!"

Eros:

Not before this;

Damian: fine if you want to control our lives and children then we should just divorce!!

Jazz:

Danny: oh I’m controlling?!

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Do they get Alfred to be the judge to oversee their divorce?

Jazz:

Danny: fine, our kids and pets will be happier with me anyways.

Damian: don’t you dare bring the pets into this.

Damian going to Bruce to use the Wayne lawyers for this imaginary family divorce.

He will win this.

Danny actually going to Vlad.

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Vlad has been watching the whole time. He doesn't need to be brought up to speed.

Jazz:

Both of them are like, this is ridiculous. But on the other hand, my child actually asked for help from me for once.

Eros:

Hehehe

Danny uses Dani as an example of a child that is better off with him

Jazz:

Lol

Adonnenniel "Addy":

And Jazz even brings it up to Bruce that if Damian didn't get to play like this as a young kid, he might be making up for lost time, in his own intense way.

Eros:

Because that's what Danny is doing too

Jazz:

The absolute struggle both Bruce and Vlad go through on whether or not to actually do this and use up their lawyers, money, and resources.

The viral videos increase. 

Eros:

Danny getting frustrated enough that he is tempted to get Clockwork to be the judge

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Bruce gets his other kids involved? They play as Damian's lawyers?

Eros:

Yesz

Jazz:

Dick is having a blast.

Then Sam comes in for Danny’s defense.

Both Tucker, Tim, and Barbra (possibly Technis) get into a hacking war.

Eros:

Yesss!

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Yesss!

Jazz:

Cujo and Titus become best friends.

Eros:

Dani is still the example child

Jazz:

Tim is Damian’s example child.

Eros:

Peepaw Clockwork comes in a human form to judges

Jazz:

Alfred and Clockwork have tea.

And discuss their kids.

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Tim: I'm older than you! How am I your example child?!

Dick: whispers Hey, he's including you without stabbing you. Take the win.

Eros:

Clockwork: I do hope they figure this all out before their legit kids are born~

Jazz:

Yesssss.

Eros:

Danny: finally stops, going into a blushing and betrayed look at Clockwork

Damian: who doesn't know Clockwork sees the future what on earth are you talking about, we barely are keeping together for the kids we do have!

Gestures to Tim and Dani

Jazz:

Tim: I’m. Older. Than you!

Damian. Then start acting like it.

Danny: (trying to recover) tsk tsk, how can you treat your son this way?

Damian: he’s adopted.

Eros:

Danny: and she's a clone, doesn't mean they can't be loved and cared for as their own persons!

Danny: to prove a point he hugs both Dani and Tim, trying to smoother them with love and acceptance

Jazz:

Tim just looks so done with life at the moment.

Eros:

Danny: plus our pets are adopted, yet you wouldn't love them any less

Jazz:

Critical hit.

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Danny ends up adopting Tim by the end of this.

Jazz:

Lol

He wins Tim in the divorce.

Eros:

Lol

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Yesss!

Eros:

Tim gets a new dad

Jazz:

Bruce doesn’t know how to feel about this.

Eros:

This one says "I love you" and is into Tim's science projects

Jazz:

Dani’s like new sibling. Tackle Hugs.

And Danny doesn’t restrict coffee intake. He’s just as bad.

Eros:

If anything he shows Tim a whole world of coffee mixes

Jazz:

Jazz though. Jazz is a bit of a problem with Coffee.

Tim and his new dad form an alliance.

Eros:

Danny takes Tim to Frostbite to get a new spleen

Jazz:

Danny: see? I provide free healthcare.

Eros:

Then proceeds to show off Tim: This is my boi, I won him!

All while Dani is giggling and clinging to their sides

Jazz:

Vlad is looking at Bruce very smugly.

Eros:

Danny would show Tim and Dani off at school after this

Like: behold, my children!

Jazz:

It becomes public that Wayne enterprise’s CEO is Tim Fenton.

Eros:

(and since I'm going with King Danny in this)

That means due to Danny winning and Tim becoming his kid, Tim Fenton is now the prince of the infinite realms along with his new sister Dani

Cass and Steph come back from a big trip once everything is over

Jazz:

They ask what happened. 

Jason gleefully explains that Bruce went to legal war with another billionaire over an imaginary family and ended up loosing Tim to them.

Also, that Damian might have a crush.

Eros:

Jazz:

Lol

Eros:

Because he just went through one of the best non injury fights of his life with this guy

Jazz:

And lost

Eros:

Yet they do agree on a fair bit of things, and now know where their main issues are and can work on them.

Jazz:

The entire world witness this entire thing and there are going to be shippers.

Eros:

Pft imagine the Justice League hearing about this~

Jazz:

Also just think, when they eventually do get together. That high school teacher is absolutely going to brag that it was their project that started this.

Jon might have a crisis on being replaced as Damian’s best friend. Someone explains the difference between boyfriend and normal friend and Jon’s like, ok that’s fine then.

Eros:

Oh man, when Jon finds out everything that had happened

Jon would tell Conner

Jazz:

Conner hears about the clone comment.

Now Conner wants to be adopted.

Bruce “Kal-el” Wayne:

Absolutely

Danny be pulling a Bruce

Or would Bruce be pulling a Danny?

Jazz:

Omg, I just realized. Bruce Wayne lost a Custody battle.

Bruce “Kal-el” Wayne:

Major L

Eros:

To a child

Bruce “Kal-el” Wayne:

Ain't Danny technically a god?

Eros:

Still child

Who would definitely adopt Conner

BuriedReign:

Omg this is like a whole ass fic already, it’s soooo goood! I absolutely bursted out laughing at the “we plan to live off Lazarus water”

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Just got caught up and all I have to say is: 😂😂😂

Btw, I love the idea that Tim isn't legally adopted to Danny (by ghost standards, yes, not by mortal law) but he just goes with Danny cuz he's so done with his family.

Eros:

>:3

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Dani, Tim, Conner. Do we throw in reformed, de-aged Dan for shits and giggles?

Eros:

Pfft yess

And Damian only finds out about Dan after the divorce

This re sparks everything into a new battle~

Eros:

Damian is offended that Danny never told him about their other son Dan

Adonnenniel "Addy":

He wants visitation rights!

Eros:

Damian wants to win Dan, like how Danny won Tim

Adonnenniel "Addy":

That makes more sense

Eros:

Damian goes up to Dan and offers access to all sort of weapons, training/fights, being a heir to a different Kingdom, and possibly be ungrounded if he takes Damian's side in the new Custody battle

The Angst Queen:

When you catch up and burst out laughing

Also - I wanna add something

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Add, please!

The Angst Queen:

Damian would definitely pull a sword at some point - decide to attack and “miss” every time. He does not expect Danny to suddenly have an ice sword in hand. Do then they’re both going at it in a sword fight while still arguing about diaper brands

Damian - so then I attack him 

Dick - WHAT!?!? 

Damian - I know! He didn’t even have the decency to die! He pulled out his own sword! 

Dick in shock whispers - what

Damian - and he still refuses to consider Huggies! Insists on natural diapers!

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Lol

Eros:

Like when the arguments get too much they start sword fighting like the Adam's family

It's how they discuss things and keep up reaction times for both brain and body

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Do they fight in school or at the manor?

Eros:

School, just to add more to the soap opera drama

And for the bats to keep missing the live actions of it

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Yes!

Eros:

Except Babs but that's obvious to know why

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Their sword fights go all around the school, interrupting other classes. The security guards or other teachers try to stop them but Danny'll just pull them into the argument. 

Teacher: walking up to them, trying to grab the swords Now, boys, this must stop!

Danny: leaps up onto a desk, put his arm around the teacher's neck as he's still fighting Damian Hey, you look like a reasonable man. Tell me, why would you ever want to buy a waste product all for brand recognition and not cut down waste and get reusable diapers?

Teacher: That's a very leading question and calls on a few logical fallacies-

Danny: shoves the teacher away as Damian leaps for an attack

Eros:

And this is where Damian's crush really began

It's one thing to argue and have different trains of thought

It's another to have someone actually just as skilled as you in the battle of the sword and the mind

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Yeeees!

Eros:

Danny: Hopefully the castle is big enough for everyone

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Tim: You have a castle!? O_O

Conner: You have a castle!? : D

Danny: Yep!  Oh, and you two are now royalty!  Don't worry, you won't have to do anything unless you want to.

Eros:

I wonder if Tim rubs it in his other semi siblings faces

Like Steph, Jason, and Damian's faces in particular

Bruce “Kal-el” Wayne:

Does Tim take a pic of everything in the realms?

Eros:

Yes

Bruce Kal-el” Wayne:

Or try to

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Tim especially rubs being royalty in Damian's face.  He knows he should be better but damnit, Damian was/is all high and mighty about being the heir to the League of Assassins and Bruce's biological child - he stabbed Tim over it!  Tim gets to gloat a bit that he technically outranks Damian now!

BuriedReign:

Does this increase Damian’s crush on Danny? Damian tries to ask out Danny and makes it ‘rational’ by saying of course he needs to be higher ranked than Tim. While also trying to hide that isn’t the only reason why he wants to date Danny

Eros:

(make Damian unintentionally ghost speak which reveals his true emotions and reasons as to why he wants to date Danny)

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Damian: I want to date him for no other reason than to one-up my once brother.  That's it.  Nothing else involved here.  Just pure revenge.  I will not let Tim outrank me in this life or the next.

Jason: Uh-huh. flipping to the next page of Pride and Prejudice  Have fun on your denial date.

Omg, imagine Damian formally asking Danny out on a date!

And Danny's like, despite the divorce, I want to give us another shot.

Eros:

And the plot THICKENS

That's everyone's reactions 😁

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Yes!

Eros:

Where would they even go on a date?

Ooo what if they went to the museum

Or an art gallery

Bruce “Kal-el” Wayne:

Or a date to the literal moon

Eros:

I don't think Damian would survive that well

Bruce “Kal-el” Wayne:

Ecto shield giving an artificial atmosphere

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Damian would take Danny to a museum or art gallery.

Danny will chose the next date and take him to the moon.

Eros:

Then definitely the museum should be like the Glenbow Museum

This is just inside the front entrance

It's called the aurora borealis

Because they make the crystals actually glow different colors

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Ooooooh!

Yes!

Eros:

This is a full on walk through section where you learn about the stars and First Nations

Adonnenniel "Addy":

Holy shit, now I want to go to the Glenbow Museum.

Eros:

Art pieces, and they also have a section for mid evil times and even mini battle fields

The Angst Queen:

Side note - I bet Danny makes Damian work to get that date

Eros:

Definitely

[anonymous-existences]

Reading your Hamilton-inspired DPxDC posts gave me a wild thought to the tunes of "The Schuyler Sisters":

Redeemed Vlad being the Regent for Danny, and it's Jazz, Danny and Ellie out in town (Dan is the Army General and on duty today). Jazz looking incredibly bored, Ellie the bratty little sister with the zoomies, and Danny, the one who doesn't even bother looking the least bit regal. Like, Jazz and Ellie both look like princesses, and Danny is their commoner cousin or something.

It's important to me that you know I picture Danny, in Infinite Realms high society, as a sort of barbarian prince that walked into the court, refused to leave, and got adopted by the elderly Advisor (Clockwork) who's ruled in the lost king's stead with a sharp gaze and balanced hand.

Young people love him, because he's just as likely to watch you brawl it out on the streets, as he is to take off the cape and breastplate, roll up his sleeves, and immediately come in swinging.

That's how they bond, and why most of the Ghosts that came through the Fenton Portal were so eager to throw hands.

And here's the scene that my mind is very visibly picturing:

Jazz and Ellie in a Library, Jazz looking for books for her thesis in the Living World and Ellie picking up more comics. Danny's outside enjoying the nice spring-like breeze, and then Johnny 13 leans against the wall to flirt with him (I headcanon Danny as, in his 20's-30's having A Thing with Johnny and Kitty).

Full on, leaning against the wall, smirk and thumb on the chin flirting, while Danny barely looks like he's paying attention, just rolling his eyes and snorting at something Johnny says to him.

Probably asks him if Kitty even knows he's here...and she's right across the street, watching her idiot absolutely fail to rizz up the other idiot.

Now this is just me building up extra scenes from the previous bit:

Johnny getting the kicked puppy look when Danny slips away from him to go chat up Kitty instead. Like, absolute disaster of a man, his bad girl vibes girlfriend, and the twink who's known them for too long to fall for his charms. Like, to Danny, Johnny is just a little pathetic, and while he might eventually take pity on the guy and flirt back, the game is seeing how much of a fool Johnny likes to make of himself to make him snort and laugh.

To the townsfolk, their soap opera is watching their Darling Prince and how, unlike the stuffy Castle Town manners and double-speak, him and his Badlands friends tend to be very...physically intense and direct in their affections and romantic pursuits. Don't expect to see him receiving any poems or expensive gifts in the mail. No, you're more likely to find him out in town, probably at a bar he SHOULDN'T be in, acting all friendly with the more rough-and-tumble types, taking the friendly insults and answering in kind with the best of them.

Maybe getting handsy with the biker couple, and coming back all ruffled and smiling.

And it sends every court lady all abuzz with gossip and scandalized whispering. Until "Uncle Vlad" proves that this is just how they do things where they come from, by initiating the most cursed and mildly toxic situationship with Spectra. No one can stand seeing these two together. At least the Princeling looks fondly annoyed by the constant flirting of Johnny and Kitty, compared to the sleazy smirking his Regent and his intended always have for each other. Very Cruella de Vil x Lex Luthor vibes, while Danny has Aristocats vibes, Johnny and Kitty both playing Thomas O'Malley in turn.

This is where we could throw in DC.

By which, I mean Tim's Young Justice team find an old tome with a green sticky note shaped like a cog on it. And then you have Bart, Zoomies Personified, Conner yes-and'ing his bad choices, Cassie leaning back to watch this, and Tim pinching his nose, saying fuck it, and joining his friends in summoning a possibly-demon, but damn if the depictions in the book look handsome as fuck.

Plus, you know, he's titled as The Benevolent and Beloved Prince of the Realms. Skating right past the Dethroner of Tyrants and Champion of the Badlands titles. Those sound pretty heroic, right?

Right?

What Danny do they get?

Shirt ripped open, attractively battle-damaged Danny with a glass of ale in hand after yet another friendly brawl?

Decadent beauty dressed for a day out in town?

Danny mid-makeout oth Kitty and/or Johnny?

Personally, I wanna say this is a Danny who looks like he's maybe 28-29, using one of Kitty's tips he stole and Johnny's coat, lounging in fuzzy pyjama pants, being summoned while stressing about what his Thing will be whe he takes the throne.

Every King before had A Thing they did. The first King was a farmer, his successor was a hunter. Pariah, before his madness set in, raised horses (maybe Fright Knight's current horse was raised by Pariah as a gift for his friend).

As Regent, Vlad doesn't need to have A Thing of his own, but the old man became an art connoisseur during his time ruling in Danny's name.

Danny has zero clue what he wants to do, and he should probably be asleep, but he's stressing.

He's been getting questions on what he likes to do, and the rest of his Court like to remind him that, while he's fought all of them, and won against most of them, they've also seen him grow, and saw his embarrassing years, so they're essentially like when your well-meaning grandma asks you if you've already figured out what you wanna study in university.

And now, just as he's about to start pulling his hair out, dressed in stolen boyfriend and girlfriend clothes and his fuzziest pants, these...children summon him.

Well, Danny's always been good at bullshitting his way through Situations. And someone throws out the idea of asking him for knowledge.

"About what?" asks Danny, stealing a pack of the lemon oreos Martian Manhunter keeps in Mount Justice for when it's his turn supervising the Junior team.

And that's how Jazz has to come rescue her brother from a summons he never came back from, and finds him lounging on a beach chair, breathing stars made of ice and snow into existence to teach actual teenagers about Space and physics.

But the time he floats over to her side, Danny has found his Thing. He wants to teach. He's going to be for other kids the kind of teacher he wished he'd always had, and what Mr. Lancer tried to be, for all that the man noticed things a little late.

Maybe he gets summoned more regularly for practice teaching Young Justice? They schedule the summons around Justice League schedules so they don't have to share their new mentor. Sure Martian Manhunter gets brought in in the secret because Danny keeps stealing his lemon oreos when he's there, but he enjoys watching the young man learn and grow more confident in his role as a teacher, so he's got his support.

And then the Justice League main team, while meeting with their children in Young Justice, all get booted into the middle of the Commercial District of Pariah's old Lair, which became Danny's after the succession was established. At which point they have to make nice with the locals and get their bearings.

Only, who comes out of a bar, launched into the ground outside?

Why, Danny, his shirt torn, sleeves rolled up past his elbows. His knuckles are a bit bruised, and his forearms are scratched up.

He's smiling, though, and taunting whatever opponent he's picked a fight with. And out comes Skulker in the newest iteration of his armor.

Now, from the stories Danny tells, Young Justice know their favorite teacher has an interesting past, involving a lot of fighting.

They just weren't ready to see Teach throw down with a man made of metal.

Danny turns to see his little ghostlings, his smile grows wider, sharp teeth on display, and tells them "Sit tight, kiddos. Wanna watch something fun? This is how we do it where I come from!"

Skulker is basically a weapons platform shaped like a man, but Danny has been fighting him bare-handed for years now. In three quick moves, the head pops clean off with a hiss of steam, lands in Danny's hand, and he fishes out Skulker-blob to congratulate him on a good fight.

If you wanna throw in Red Hood too, this is where "Helpless" would kick in, as Jazz comes in to scold Danny for ruining his outfit again. Nit for fighting, Jazz is just as ready to throw down as her siblings, but she always leaves her fights with a pristine outfit, somehow.

And Jason is staring hard.

That's one woman worthy of the title of Goddess, in his opinion, and he's just become a religious man.

Batman is...impressed that the kids managed to hide an entire extra-dimensional entity being summoned regularly and kept it from even him. He's a little uncomfortable with Danny's willingness to just fight for the sake of fighting and calling it bonding, but now that they've been brought to a sitting room in the castle, in a more private setting with Danny, his siblings, and his friends, he can see that they're all just Like That.

I have nothing to add to this other than, this is PERFECT!! EXQUISITE! BEAUTIFUL, ABSOLUTELY DELICIOUS TO READ THROUGH. THIS IS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AND FUNNY AND EVERYTHING. ♥️♥️

I love the Johnny/Danny/Kitty because it's two idiots and one Bad Bitch.

[ogviceversa]

Freaky Friday Block Part I

In a quiet neighborhood, 40 individuals one Friday morning all woke up in the wrong body. Although, all of them know each other— none of them are sure how or what happened to cause it. So the mystery begins…

Friday 8:00AM

An alarm starts to sound abruptly.

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

Max:

“Ugh… what time is it?”

*Yawns*

“Wait, what the? Where am I?”

This isn’t my room… my feet they look huge….

Who’s bed am I in? And what’s wrong with my feet?

I climb out of bed and feel my weight hit the ground, my stomp sounds heavier.

I look at my arms, my legs, something isn’t right…

I walk to the door of the strange bedroom I’m in and open it. Looking out in the hallway, it starts to look familiar.

“This is Jacob’s house, what am I doing at Jacob’s?”

Wait my voice? It sounds deeper and has this rasp to it.

I walk into Jacob’s bathroom and turn on the light.

“AHHHHHHHHH!!!”

This can’t be possible. How is this possible? Looking at me in the mirror is… Jacob’s dad, Mr. Thomas.

I splash cold water in my face thinking this may all be a dream but I’m still Mr. Thomas.

I pinch his cheek and the feel slight stubble on his face.

My realization starts to stink in that this is in fact not a dream, I am actually my friend’s dad Daniel Thomas.

I stare into his face taking it all in, Mr. Thomas is a handsome man. At least, I’ve always thought he’s attractive. He’s single with two sons and I’ve never seen him with a woman.

I run his fingers down his arms, flexing his muscles a bit which causes me to giggle.

I repeat back into the mirror, “Hi, I’m Dan Thomas.”

It sounds funny hearing my self control such a deeper voice.

I look down at his chest and then my eyes focus in on his boxer briefs.

Curious, I pull down his boxers and Mr. Thomas’s 10 inch semi hard manhood and huge hairy balls is fully exposed.

“Not bad!” I say checking out his junk from every angle.

I turn around and get a glance of his cute hairy butt. I smack it and start laughing again.

Mr. Thomas is such a serious guy and I never see him act goofy. Making him do things so out of character is kind of a turn on.

I had a moment of fun before coming back to reality. I need to figure out what’s going on and why I’m Mr. Thomas.

But who do I even talk to about this? Should I say something to Jacob or is going to think his dad’s gone mad…

Screw it, I’ll knock on his door.

*Knock Knock*

“Hey Jacob, open up it’s uhh… it’s dad!”

Geez, I’m not good at this.

The door doesn’t open but then I hear a door across the hallway open. It’s Jacob’s little brother.

“Hey dad, what’s up?” he says to me.

“Hey Conner, I was trying to your brother up.”

“Conner? Dad did you just call me Conner?”

All of the sudden, Jacob’s door opens and Jacob is standing at the door.

“What’s going on?” he says with a big yawn.

It takes a second for everything to click but both Conner and Jacob scream on the top of their longs.

“Conner?!??”

“Jacob?!???”

“But… but how?”

“Well I have some news boys, I’m not your dad either. It’s me Max.”

“Max??!??”

Well I guess I’m glad I’m not the only one who woke up as someone else this morning.

Meanwhile Two Houses Down, a guy named Ashton is babysitting his nephew Davy.

Davy:

I woke up feeling weird and for some reason why I’m in Uncle Ash’s bed!

“Uncle Ash?”

Wow! My voice sounds funny!!!

I swing my legs out of bed but then I notice something very different….

My feet look like someone else’s!

I stand up and notice I’m so much closer to the ceiling.

I walk out to the hallway and head to the bathroom.

When I turn on the light, I COULD NOT BELIVE WHAT I SAW!!!

IM UNCLE ASH!!!

I looked in the mirror and couldn’t look away. I’m so much more tall! And hairier?

“Wow Uncle Ash had tattoos?? Cool!”

This is amazing!!! All of my friends are going to be so jealous!!

Wait… if I’m uncle Ash, then who’s me???

Across the street another house with college/ graduate students guys starts to wake up.

Kyle:

“Mhmmm… that feels so good….”

Wait…. My dick feels kinda funny….

“Wow what the fuck?”

My body look didn’t and why the hell am I in Skylar’s room?

I hope out of bed and head to the bathroom.

I know us guys partied last night but I didn’t drink that much to fall asleep in Skylar’s bed.

I get the bathroom and open up the door. Only to find Zeek on the floor with his tongue out.

“Zeek you okay?”

“Woof!”

“What the hell?”

I glance into the mirror only for eyes to get bigger. I see Skylar’s good looking face looking back at me.

Across the street from the Thomas’s house.

Daniel Thomas:

*Yawn*

“Boy that was one of the best sleeps I’ve had in awhile.”

“What a sec.. where am I?”

[obsessivestar]

'What If It's All A RomCom?' a Ted Nivison x Reader (Lemon)

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//General Warnings: 18+ (MINORS DNI FUCK OFF), Reader is implied to be afab and under 5'5. She/They pronouns used.\\

//Chapter Warnings: More Rainforest Cafe, references to old chapters including smut from chapter 6. Oh also smut here LMAO. Semi-public sex, reader played with, dirty talk, articles of clothing ripped, how many warnings do you want before I give the whole scene away--\\

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Chapter 18: A Left Turn

We spend a lot of time inside the Rainforest Cafe, mostly because it took quite a bit of time to be served. We got our drinks fairly quickly, but Dan and Joe were having a hard time deciding what to have to eat so our server left us for a little while. Thankfully, a majority of all the talking was distracting us from how hungry we were. We talked about literally everything that we've accomplished together both as a film crew and a friend group. We talked about how we all kinda freaked out during that first day when Conner couldn't make it, and how relieved everyone was when Ted took his place. Joe talked a bit about where he got the inspiration for Kara and Mason's wardrobe, our characters, and Dan once again apologized for almost hitting me with that football that Tanner made him throw at Ted and I. Good times.

Speaking of Ted and I, that topic came up shortly after due to Dan's genuine curiosity.

"I just don't understand how this happened." Dan admitted with an innocent little smile, holding his hands out in front of him as he speaks. "Like, you guys weren't already together when I threw the football?"

"No, it happened like 3 days later." Ted admitted with a casual shrug, relaxing a bit against the back of the booth. He was right, but I was surprised to hear him admit it to everyone.

"What happened, though?" Dan asked with a bit more emphasis, placing both of his hands on the table. It's a weird question to be asked but I can tell that Dan means well. He isn't necessarily trying to pry into our business, he's just...very young and innocent at heart despite being one of the older members of the friend group. Ted turns his head to look at me, giving me a smug little smirk with an eyebrow raised, as if to signal me to answer.

"What?" I look up at him with my own brows furrowed a little, a slight chuckle slipping out. "Do you want to talk about it? Here?"

"Why not?" Ted replied with a simple little shrug. "My friends already know a bit of it, yours could as well.."

"Wait, really?" I'm a little surprised to hear that. "Who? Which friends?"

"Tucker and Schlatt--well, Schlatt doesn't know what we did, but Tucker does."

"Tucker knows?"

"Yeah."

"Everything?"

"About that night, yeah. Mostly everything."

"Mostly?"

"Well I didn't go into excruciating detail or anything, but yeah, mostly."

"When did you tell him?"

"I had texted him before you woke up that morning."

"You texted him while I was next to you?"

"Yeah."

"So he knew before I was on the podcast?"

"Yeah, he did."

"...huh."

"Why are you surprised?" Ted chuckled a little, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "How fast did you go to Joe about us again?"

"I'm--Okay, that's a fair point, actually.." I playfully roll my eyes and nod a little. After a decent little pause, Ted turns back to look at Dan.

"Anyways, we had sex."

Most of us started laughing at that response, with Dan letting out a genuine, but almost exaggerated "What!?" in between laughs. Him being so shocked is honestly valid, especially after that tangent between Ted and I.

"3 days later? Jesus, man!" Dan chuckles, gently smacking his hands down on the table. "No patience!"

"What day was that again?" Tanner asks with a confused little smile, looking over everyone's expressions.

"The day we had to go out and replace my wardrobe.." I admit in a slightly softer voice, sort of hugging myself in my seat.

"It was when you passed out in my bed." Ted added, pointing over at Tanner. "The first time we were up late editing?"

"Oh yeah.." Tanner glanced down a little, nodding slowly before looking up at Ted again. "And my door was locked, right?"

"Yeah, no idea why." Ted admitted with a shrug. "I couldn't turn the knob and I didn't really want to wake everyone to the sound of me breaking down your door, so I just knocked on theirs. Knew they were awake."

Huh. So Tanner really was taking up Ted's bed the first night. What an odd way for the world to put Ted and I together. "I genuinely thought it was a fuckin' story." I speak up after taking a sip from my drink. "I thought it was a whole-ass excuse just to get me alone."

"Hey, I know you like to think I'm some hot-shot lady wranglin' casanova over here.." Ted snickers slightly, turning his body a little to address me. "But despite what you think, I didn't intend to sleep with you that night."

"It kinda sounds like you did." Tanner admitted with his head tilted, resting his elbows on the table. I could tell that everyone was invested in this whole thing, Joe included, despite him already knowing everything. Mostly everything.

"I didn't! It wasn't--alright--" Ted's tone became defensive as he held his hands up in mock surrender, letting out a chuckle. "Alright, alright, listen: Was I kinda thinkin' about it? A little, maybe. Sure, but I wasn't plannin' on tryin' anything; not that night anyways."

"So how did it happen?" Joe asks with a knowing smirk, his body turned towards the both of us to give us his full attention. Joseph, you fuck, you already know.

"Because (Y/N)'s kinda a little whore, if I'm bein' honest." Ted admits without an ounce of hesitation, using his usual exaggerated tone.

"YO!" I laugh out and turn to smack his arm, hearing a quiet 'ah' escape him as I laugh. "I am NOT! You jumped me!"

"I didn't jump you! You were--"

"You cornered me by my window and my bed!"

"You wanted to kiss me!"

"I had no where to go!"

"You were givin' me the goo-goo eyes! The bedroom eyes!"

"I glanced at your lips ONCE, Ted!"

"And what does that mean, princess? Hmm? What does looking at the lips mean?"

"It's a fucking--"

"What does looking at the lips mean?"

"Ted--"

"Do you remember? Do you remember what it means?"

"Shut the fuck up!" I laugh.

"You used the tell for the film?" Tanner chimes in with a soft laugh, furrowing his brows in disbelief. "That's what did it?"

"Absolutely she did!" Ted points at Tanner with pure confidence in his expressive voice. "She looked, I made her admit it, then it happened."

"And now the whole fucking cafe knows." I lower my voice a bit with a playful eye roll, shaking my head at Ted. "You're being loud as fuck, you know that?"

"Oh come on, babe. Doesn't it feel kinda good to tell everyone?" Ted grinned back at me, getting yet another little eye roll from me. "Isn't it kinda funny?"

"....In a sense.."

The conversation was cut short when our server returned to take our food order. Dan and Joe had finally decided on what they wanted, so we could all finally order our food and wait for it to arrive. It was hard to believe that we'll all be separating in the next 9 or so days. Some of us will be flying back home, some of us will make a long road trip out of it and Ted will simply be just getting on the highway for, like, a 45 minute drive at best. It's odd. He'll have the smallest distance to travel, but he'll feel so far away...

I try to keep my thoughts focused on the group and their loud banter, watching with a smile on my face as Joe and Tanner rock back and forth in a laughing fit. Joe put his head in his hands and Tanner leaned his head back with his hand on his chest. I've clearly missed something. "What? What did you say?" I ask with a confused little smile, tilting my head at Joe as he leaned against my shoulder.

"We were talking about the--oh god.." Joe almost couldn't answer my question, wiping under his eyes as he chuckled. "Tanner, fuck man, oh my god.."

"I still have to show it to you guys, but we're talking about something we caught while editing last weekend." Tanner was able to catch his breath enough to start explaining it, an occasional laugh slipping out. "Y'know how we had to reshoot some scenes outside the other day?"

"Yeah, that's why Ted had to shave." I reply with a small smile, glancing over at Ted.

"She's still very upset about that." Ted adds in a joking tone, giving me a little point.

"Well--Okay, first of all, rude to just air that out." I let out a little laugh, turning my body more to look at Ted. "I was not upset, I was just...wanting you to grow it out a bit.."

"I am, half of it is already back." Ted rubs his slightly stubbled cheeks with his hands, shrugging a little. "It grows in fast, princess."

"Have you ever thought about growing a mustache?" Dan chimes in, resting both of his arms on the table.

"Ooh, y'know what..." Ted narrows his eyes with a smirk, leaning back a bit with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Man, he has nice arms... "I haven't grown in my mustache in a long time...maybe I will.."

"It'll look schnazzy for the premiere." Tanner gives him a gesture of approval before adjusting himself in his chair. We gotta stop going off on tangents like that.

"Anyways, what we were laughing about was something Joe and I caught while we were editing last weekend. There was a part of the file that got corrupted and it created this weird mix match of scenes that made it look straight out of a YouTube poop."

"The files mixed? Mixed how?" I repeated, tilting my head a little again. "Like, into 2 scenes?"

"Yeah, it mixed one of the outdoor shots with Ted pushing you into the pool." Tanner explained, beginning to laugh a little as he recalls the scene for us. "And--and so the camera pans--it pans, cuts to you two, you get pushed into the pool and it froze on the exact frame you go under the water. When it froze, the audio still plays and it's the loudest fucking, like...crashing into water sound I've ever heard. It was so fucking funny."

"Here, I recorded it on my phone." Joe takes his phone out of his pocket and opens the video, handing his phone to me so Ted and I could watch it. It was almost exactly how Tanner had described it, but it looked like it was some video game glitch. When I hit the water, the file was so corrupted, it looked like water was continuously coming out of the pool with my body vibrating inside it. The sound was LOUD, too, making Ted and I erupt into unexpected laughter.

"Jesus christ!" Ted laughs out, smacking his thigh a bit as he leaned back. "How the fuck did that happen!?"

"I honestly have no idea!" Tanner chuckled, shrugging his arms out a bit. "It was fine inside the camera! Sending it to my PC just did that!"

"Can you send that to me?" I ask Joe in between little laughs, placing a hand over my own chest.

"Yes, absolutely. It's so fucking funny.." Joe chuckled, carefully taking his phone back from me so he could send me the video. I needed to put that on my Instagram story or something. I'd have to do it later though. Maybe we'd been here longer than we thought, or maybe we were being so rowdy that it caught the staff's attention, but we finally got all of our food shortly after Joe sent me the video, so we were all finally able to calm down a bit and enjoy our meals, glancing up from our plates when another rainstorm occurred. That's still a little jarring, in a good way.

Honestly, the food wasn't too bad. The safari fries were a lot better than I thought they'd be and I thoroughly enjoyed what I had ordered. Everyone else seemed pretty satisfied too. I would've finished everything on my plate if it weren't for Ted, who had ordered a bit more than the rest of us. He wanted all of us to try a little bit of the nachos so we all sort of had a free appetizer with our meals. Honestly, Ted was the most eager out of all of us to come here but we were all having a blast. I couldn't stop smiling the whole time, even after another two or so Rainforest thunderstorms. I could tell that Ted was enjoying himself just as much, if not more. I kept catching him looking at me with a big dumb smile no matter what I was doing, whether I was turned away to talk to Joe or straight up stuffing way too many nachos into my mouth, he looked infatuated with me. It was really nice, in a strange way.

Once we were all done our food, Ted called for our bill. At first, he tried to pay for the entire meal, but most of us strongly disagreed with that idea. I stayed relatively quiet while everyone argued about paying for their own meals. I mean, I'd happily pay for my own meal if I had to, I'd feel bad about making Ted pay for it...at the same time, free dinner sounds pretty good and I oddly like the idea of Ted spoiling me even a little bit. The argument was settled when Tanner brought up the fact that he still had money on the credit card the school had given him for the film. Yes, the "emergency" credit card. Dan brought up the fact that Tanner seemingly wanted to use it for what was clearly not an emergency, Tanner just shrugged and said "We can't decide who's paying, sounds like an emergency to me." And we ultimately all agreed to use it, because making his school pay for our Rainforest Café dinner is just really funny.

After we've paid our bill, we make a quick trip to the gift shop to buy matching shirts, very similar to the one Ted had brought, and take a few group photos inside and outside of the joint before finally separating back to our vehicles. Joe, Dan and Tanner returned to their ride and Ted and I moved back to his Toyota Tacoma. Just as I had hopped into the passenger seat, I watched Ted do a quick little jog over to the guys and tell them something, though even with the windows rolled down I can't make out any of it. Huh.

Ted quickly steps back over and gets into the driver's seat, a small smirk on his face as he starts his truck up.

"What did you tell them?.." I ask with a curious smile, but I don't get an immediate answer. Ted takes his time carefully getting out of the parking lot, the smirk staying on his face. I furrow my eyebrows a little at him and just sort of...watch. His silence is making me a little anxious.

"Hang on, I'll tell you when we're on the road.." Ted speaks as he stops to let another car pass. He's being strangely...inconspicuous about this, which means he's up to something. I see Dan's van drive out of the parking lot and make a right turn to head down the main street, but when Ted gets to that same exit after a bit of navigating, he turns left. I furrow my brows again and turn to look at him. He's still smirking.

"You feelin' alright?" Ted speaks up again once he's on the main road, keeping his eyes front with his smug little smirk still along his blush-toned lips. "Not feelin'...stuffed at all?"

"Stuffed? I mean..." I'm getting more confused by the second, sitting up more in my seat. "I'm full, but I'm not sore or anything. Why?"

"Just checkin'.." Ted glances at me briefly, staying straight on the road. I don't know this area very well, but I know that our set isn't in this direction. "I told the others I'd take ya sight seeing for a bit."

"Sight seeing?" I repeat and briefly turn away, my eyes focusing down in my lap for a moment. "What are we seeing? Where are we--"

It hits me.

Oh.

Oh.

I remember.

"That...kinda depends on whether or not I'm makin' another left at these lights up here.." Ted slips his hand off the wheel slightly to point out towards the lights we were approaching. It seemed like turning left would lead into some sort of middle class neighborhood, while turning right would likely bring us back to the path home.

"Y-You're making me decide this now?" I'm immediately flustered, turning to look at him with a nervous pout. "How long did you say we'd be gone?"

"Didn't specify, but we don't have to be gone long.." Ted gave a slight shrug, easing up a bit when the light began to turn red. "Doesn't always have to last 20 or so minutes. Am I turnin' left?"

I try to get something, anything out quickly but I just stammer over my own voice and let out a nervous chuckle. I can't tell if he's bluffing, thought at this rate I doubt he ever is. He mentioned knowing a few spots before we got to the restaurant, but I thought it was a fucking joke. It's very quickly not becoming a joke...and it's very quickly becoming very, very tempting.

"I won't be upset if it's a no, but you got about 15 seconds to answer me. Give or take." Ted speaks up again to get my attention, glancing at me briefly. "Am I turnin' left?"

"Do you actually have a spot in that direction?" I ask, my curiosity getting the better of me. I want to have at least some idea of where we're going. I certainly don't need to know what we'll be doing. I already know.

"Yes." Ted answers simply, slowing down ever so slightly. "I know a few, this is the closest."

"But that's through a suburb."

"Yeah, I know."

"The spots near those houses?"

"A house, kind of."

"Have you ever used it?"

"Not that one, no."

"Have you ever been caught?"

"Not in L.A."

"Isn't there a chance we could get caught there, especially if you've never used it?"

"No, not with what I know. Am I turnin' left, or...?"

Christ, I can't believe I'm doing this. "...turn."

I see Ted's smirk grow into a mischievous smile as he carefully switches lanes so he can turn left at the red light, bringing us into a neighborhood I didn't recognize. A devilish little chuckle leaves Ted and he shakes his head. It's like he also can't believe what I had just agreed to, and he's the one who made the damn offer in the first place.

"Don't laugh at me.." I playfully glare at him, anxiously crossing my arms in front of my chest. "This was your idea.."

"Yeah, and it's fucking awesome that you're into it." Ted replied with a cocky little grin, removing one of his hands from the steering wheel to rest it in his lap. I turn away for a moment just to glance out the window, noticing very quickly that there wasn't a single other car on this street. Even most of the driveways were empty. Maybe a majority of the people in this neighborhood work nights and closing shifts. Ted must've known that, though how he came across this area was a whole other story.

"Hey." Ted gets my attention by placing his free hand on my thighs, glancing at me with that confident, charming little grin. "Got a question for ya, princess.."

I can already feel my cheeks heating up and my stomach bubbling up with anxiety, turning my head to look at him. I was trying to appear as calm as possible. "Yeah?.." I respond simply, keeping my tone soft just in case I became shaky. His hand feels so warm on me...

"...Didya ever...think about me?.." Ted lowers his tone a little, occasionally glancing at me as he drove down the empty street. "Y'know, before anythin' happened? Did ya...think about how it'd go? How it'd feel?"

I find myself rolling my eyes and looking out my window again, letting out a shaky sigh. There's no way I'm gonna be able to answer that while looking at him. "Yeah..." I'm able to speak up enough so he can hear me clearly, but my tone is otherwise quiet and shy. "It...pretty much went exactly how I'd pictured it. You on top...a leg over your shoulder..."

"Oh yeah?" Ted speaks with a little purr, giving my thigh a small squeeze. I feel his thumb begin to slowly caress my inner thighs, his tongue gliding along the ends of his top teeth. "Ya like me on top?.."

I roll my eyes again. It's instinctual. It's like I'm annoyed with myself for enjoying his suggestive questioning. I look forward to see Ted go through a roundabout, heading down a new street that seemingly lead to no where. "I like...losing control. Giving it.." I admit after a little pause, slowly moving my tongue along my lower lip to wet it a bit. "You're just so...right for me in that way, I never have to worry about...telling you to slow down or curve up or anything, you just know. You just do it, and it's been good...every single time."

Even thinking about it now was making that familiar tingly warmth appear between my legs, lightly dragging my teeth along my lower lip. Sometimes, if I really think hard about it, I can still feel the anticipation of him pushing into me for the first time, how well I shape around him...

I can see that Ted is happy with my honest answer. A pleased little hum leaves him and he squeezes my thigh again. He keeps doing that and I'm gonna make him pull over...

"I know I haven't left you alone since that night, but..." Ted pauses to choose his words carefully, glancing at me again. "You ever...touch yourself to me, princess?.." Just as he ends his question, he slowly slides his hand more up my thigh, his thumb inching closer to my clothed core. Even through my clothes, I can feel his warm touch, I can feel myself aching for him, desiring him all over again.

"I've....never had the time.." I admit with a breathless little chuckle, trying not to tense up against my seat too much. "But...I've thought about it.."

"You've thought about it, huh?.." Ted begins to slow down a little, giving me another quick glance with his suggestive grin. "Ya wanna try it?.."

Gods, how does this man do that with just his voice?...

"Try it?" I turn to look at him fully, raising a curious brow. I'm trying real hard to hide how much he's getting to me. "Try it how? In here? In--In front of you?"

Ted, once again, chooses not to answer me right away. His suggestive grin grows and another low little chuckle escapes him. "...You'll see. You'll like it..."

Ted continues to drive until he's at the very end of the street with some large looking home to our left and a small little forest to our right. There isn't a single car in the driveway and it looks like all of the lights are on. The truck tilts and bobs ever so slightly as Ted pulls into the dirt path leading into the small forest, removing his hand from my thigh to steady the truck with both hands. Where the fuck are we? And how did he discover this place? Ted glances around a bit before parking and completely turning off his vehicle, letting out a little sigh. He removes his seatbelt, letting it slip behind him before turning to me with a smirk.

"Backseat, princess." He gestures back with a thumb. Oh god, okay, this is happening. Why am I even surprised? It's Ted, with me. He's obsessed...and honestly, so am I.

I quickly remove my seatbelt and move around to crawl into the back seat, grunting as I attempt to get through this awkward crawling bit as fast as I can. I realize that I've never seen his backseat so...cleared before. I don't think I've ever seen anyone's backseat so cleared. Did he plan this?

X

As I'm getting comfortable, Ted immediately moves towards me to crawl overtop of me, pinning me down on my back with his body. I'm honestly surprised he can even fit back here with how tall he is, but he seems relatively comfortable. He grabs my face and pulls me into a deep, sultry kiss, letting out a muffled groan against my lips. With how short these seats are, one of my legs are hanging over the side of the seat, my lap already completely spread for him. I'm able to loosely wrap my arms around his neck, already feeling him slip his tongue into my mouth for more of me. A small moan escapes me, which immediately turns into a more surprised moan when I feel his tented shorts press against me. He's trapped me beneath him, I couldn't go anywhere even if I wanted to. I can already feel my own excitement growing at that realization.

Ted kisses me roughly a bit more before pulling away to begin trailing hot kisses down my neck. As he pulls back a bit to say something, his glasses slip off his face and bop me on the bridge of my nose, making both of us let out a little laugh.

"Fuck, sorry--" Ted chuckles lowly, carefully snatching his glasses before they'd fall, tossing them onto the side surface in between the front seats.

"You're...so impatient.." I let out a soft purr, leaning my head back a little when he continued to trail his kisses along my neck.

"I know, I'm not doin' well at all.." Ted snickers a bit against my nail, nipping a bit along my jaw. "Soon as you agreed to it, I just...fuck, (Y/N).."

Ted knows we need to be semi quick, so as his hand moves down my body, he completely ignores my shirt and heads straight for my pants. He slips his hand in between my opened legs to touch my clothed core, my thighs flinching as a shaky moan leaves me. "Theo.." I tilt my head to moan into his ear, feeling the tips of his fingers press into the loose fabric of my pants. I know. I know he can feel how wet I already am, and it's all his fault. I don't know if it's normal for a man to make me such a mess so quickly, but he does it to me. Oh, he does it to me so easily...

"I know, baby. I know.." Ted moves up ever so slightly to whisper into my ear, moving his hand up to slink under the waistband of my pants, pushing my panties aside to slip his fingers between my folds. "I've got you, I've got you.."

A sharp gasp leaves me at his warm hand against me, glancing down to see his hand down my pants, wanting the pretty sight burned into my memory. I'm already soaked against his fingers, my panties are probably already a mess. My arousal only grows when I feel him push two fingers into me, making me lean my head back and moan out for him. I feel his fingers curl up inside me, massaging that perfect little spot from the inside.

"Oh you're drenched.." Ted purrs into my ear with a low little snicker, beginning to pump his fingers inside me with the small amount of room he had. "Did you get horny at the thought of me fuckin' you in my car? You're bad, princess. You're...fucking perfect.."

My pants have never felt so restrictive in my entire fucking life until now. I close my eyes as his fingers work me inside, pressing my foot against the back door with a groan.

"T-Take my pants off.." I beg with a slight growl in my throat, a shiver running through my body as Ted trails his tongue along the side of my neck, knowing he's doing it just to tease me.

"Hands are kinda busy, princess.." Ted purred against my neck with another low snicker, rebalancing himself overtop of me by moving his free hand against the backs of the seats. I groan in response, giving his wrist in my pants a quick smack so he'd remove it. I grunt quietly as he slipped his fingers out of me completely, listening to his dark chuckles as I push my own pants down my legs, wiggling my hips to slip them down to my ankles.

"These too, princess.." Ted shifts slightly to look at me, pressing his two fingers against me through my panties. A quiet gasp escaping me in response.

"Y-You do it.." I huffed, giving him a needy glare. I know Ted wants us to be quick, which of course means I need to start misbehaving, to test his patience. I see his eyes sparkle a bit with a surprised smile spreading along his blush-toned lips, raising a brow at me.

"Oh you really don't want to test me right now, babe.." Ted purred down at me, giving me a small shake of his head. "You're wearing lace. Y'know how easy that is to rip open? You wanna find out?"

"You think you're gonna rip them?" I ask with a quiet, mocking little chuckle.

"I will rip them." Ted insisted with a slight nod. "That's not a concern, that's a promise."

"Oh is that so?"

"Absolutely. Wanna test me right now? On the way back, you'll be sitting with nothing to cover how much I've stuffed your sensitive little cunt.."

"Bet."

Ted's eyes flared up at my response, like I just snapped a twig while he's on the hunt. He sits up a bit more so he can use both of his hands to grab the front of my panties, ripping them open like they were nothing.

"Ted! You--" I gasp out, the rest of my words muffled by the feeling of his fingers pushing into my mouth, making me taste myself.

"Shut up, I fucking warned you." Ted scoffs down at me, removing his fingers from my mouth so he could return them to my core, spreading my essence and saliva over my sensitive bud. He uses his free hand to lift my shirt up just so I feel even more exposed, leaning back over me to return to my neck. He uses his two fingers to make slow little circles around my sensitive clit, my exposed, spread thighs shivering in response.

"Oh my g-god, Teddy...that's..." I moan softly for him, leaning my head back once more. I don't even have the energy to think about my torn panties anymore, his touch is so sensual and pleasent, it feels really good.

"Yeah, there you go..." Ted whispered into my ear with another low snicker, changing the pace of his fingers to begin flicking them back and forth against my clit, pressing a kiss to the side of my neck. "Relax, baby. Relax beneath me.."

I let a few shaky moans escape me, closing my eyes to focus on all of the touches and noises around me. I can feel Ted's hot breath against my neck, his fingers working my sensitive bud in alternating paces. I can hear the way his fingers rub against me, occasionally dipping into my entrance for more of my essence, spreading it over my sensitive clit, my arousal making my breathing quicken and become uneven. I began to let my thoughts wander, recalling our first night in bits and pieces. I thought about how it felt to kiss him in my room with true passion and desire, how it felt to have him in my bed...

"You're thinkin' about it, aren't you? Bout that night?.." Ted purrs into my ear, flicking his fingers against my clit a little faster, letting the tip of his tongue curl along my ear. "Y'know how often I think of that? Of every night I've had you beneath me?.."

My mouth is open to let my sweet sounding moans slip out, though words refuse to form. I give him a shaky little nod instead, angling my hips up ever so slightly as if to grind against his fingers.

"I think about how well you responded to everything I did to you.." Ted whispers to me, alternating between circling and flicking his fingers along my sensitive bud. "I think about how we didn't need to say a word...how we knew exactly where to touch each other, where to feel, where to taste. Oh baby, and you taste so good..."

I close my eyes and allow myself to fully focus on his words and his touch, unable to balance my heavy breathing. An occasional little moan escaped me, urging him to keep going.

"I'll never have to touch myself again with you so eager, mm?.." Ted continues to whisper sweet nothings into my ear, occasionally moving to nip or suck on little spots along my jaw or neck. "You'll just do anything for my touch, won't you? You were made for me, princess. Made for me to play with. Look at you, look at how pretty your pussy is to play with.."

I can't help myself. With him, I must do as I'm told. I can feel the arousal in my body increasing, my core becoming warmer and more sensitive. I feel him adjust so I can look down at myself, watching as his fingers dip into my core to get more of my essence along his fingers, bringing them back up to continue to play with me, the pace of his fingers flicking across my clit only becoming faster and faster.

"Pretty little thing, mm?..." Ted glances down at his hand, a low, mocking chuckle leaving him as he watches my chest rise and fall with my quick, desperate breaths. "God, you're so fun to play with, baby. Pretty little pussy's all mine, isn't it? Can you say that, baby? Can you say that before you cum?..."

Everything is starting to feel more and more intense, I don't know if I'll even be able to get a word out before I finish. I let out a needy moan and lean my head back again, closing my eyes once more. "P-Pretty--pretty..." I manage to mutter out in between quick breaths, pouting my lips out with a desperate little whine. "T-Teddy, I'm--"

"Don't cum, princess. Don't cum just yet.." Ted teases me with a low snicker, yet his quickens his pace against my clit. "Tell me, tell me it's pretty. No no no, don't.."

"I-I am!--I'm!--"

Unfortunately, him urging me to hold it in while his fingers increased their pace was the exact thing that triggered my first climax. I shut my eyes and moan out for him, my body shivering and shaking as my orgasm intensifies through my whole body, rising up my chest and into my head. His fingers continued to move relentlessly against my sensitive clit as my head gets all fuzzy, my eyes rolling back as the last of my climax shivers up my spine. That was a completely different kind of release, at least compared to when he goes down on me, but it was...exhilarating. It felt amazing. He knows my body so well. I have a sneaking suspicion that he intended for me to finish then and there, despite telling me to wait

My hazy thoughts are interrupted by Ted snickering lowly at me, spreading his fingers over my core. "You bad girl.." He purrs to me, bringing his hand up to lightly clasp around my throat, keeping me down against the seat. "Thought I told you to wait. Pathetic..."

I open my eyes to meet his heated gaze, my lips parted as I tried to catch my breath. Ted was right, I liked that. I really liked that. Having him play with me was incredible. Now I'm the impatient one. "T-Too bad, I guess.." I manage to speak out with a shaky chuckle, letting my tongue smooth along my upper lip. "Now, you gonna keep everyone waiting or are you gonna fuck this pretty pussy?.."

I see Ted's eyes once again flare up with desire and arousal, hearing him let out another dark, yet shakier chuckle. That's exactly what he wanted to hear.

"Oh, I'm fallin' hard for you, you little bitch.."

Ted leans down to catch my lips in another deep, passionate kiss, using his free hand to begin working at the button and zipper of his shorts. I groan impatiently in the deep kiss, kissing him back with my own hands going down to his shorts to help him pull them down, helping him slip his boxers briefs down as well. Once he's fully exposed, I feel his right hand move up to smack onto his back window while the other let's go of my throat to align himself with my entrance, wasting no more time as he pushes deep into me. By now, he feels perfect slipping into me, every single god damn time. Something is missing if his cock isn't nestled inside of me. I'm shaped for him and him only and he knows it. He better know it.

He moves his hand up to press against the back door behind my head, bucking his hips up as roughly as he can against me. I can already feel how much he's been aching for me, his throbbing shaft massaging my inner walls warmly. Pleasure begins to surge throughout my entire body with every smack of his hips, a loud, needy moan slipping out of me everytime our skin connects. I lean my head back and let him hear the desperation in my sweet moans, smirking a little to myself when I can feel the truck rocking with his thrusts.

"Oh. God. Every. Time. Every. Single. Fucking. Time.." Ted growls, a single word leaving him with every thrust of his hips. "So. Fucking. Good. So tight, so--wet--FFFFUCK." He nuzzles his face into my neck, putting more force in with every single buck while his lips once again find my neck. His pelvis rubs up against me everytime our hips meet, I'm already getting lost in the pleasure he's rushing through my body, feeling his heavy pants against my skin.

"Oh god, Teddy! Teddy it's good!" I whimper for him, wrapping my arms around him to cling to him as best as I can, gripping onto his shirt to keep him close. "It's good, it's good! It's so good! So good!"

"I know, baby, I know--ugh, I'm gonna--" Ted growls into my ear, his hand moving from the window to slightly change the angle of our bodies, making my head nestle more into the corner of the backseat. "--gonna tilt this whole truck over fucking you like that, hold on.--" He puts us at a more diagonal angle with one knee on the seat with his other on the floorboard to keep himself steady, pulling my hips in closer. "There. Better..."

This new position gave him the room that he needed, able to tug me in with his rough thrusts over and over and over. The truck was definitely still rocking back and forth with us, arguably a lot more with how much harder he was fucking me, but neither of us cared now.

Ted quieted his own low moans and growls so he could focus on my own needy sounding voice, my head completely leaned back as I whimpered and whined for more, unable to form a coherent word or sentence that didn't include 'It's' 'so' and 'good'. It was all I could say, all I could feel. It was so good. It was so fucking good, everytime with this man is so fucking good. The intensity of it all was becoming too much. Here I am, in the backseat of his truck, getting railed like there's no tomorrow and no one has any idea where we've gone or what we're doing. It's exciting, it's exhilarating and I want to do more of it with him. I want to do everything with him.

"Ted! Teddy! I'm--It's--I-I'm cumming!" I cry out for him, finally able to get some words out when I begin to hit my peak a second time. I can feel his length throbbing inside of my tightened walls, my release building up more and more until it was nearly about to burst. Ted moved in to press his body down against me and latched onto my neck once again, panting and moaning sweetly into my neck as he bucked his hips against me like a needy animal reacting to heat. His pelvis continued to rub against my sensitive bud while the tip of his length massaged me from the inside and I'm able to release for a second time, crying out because of him; crying out for him. I can't control my volume even if I tried. I close my eyes just as I feel his hot seed push into my core, hearing his hand smack his back window as his body lightly convulsing against me, comfortably emptying into me. All of the pleasure centers around my aching core and rushes up my entire body and rumbles into my head, leaving me with a satisfying, light-headed haze, even as he gently pulls out of me.

X

Just as this pleasant high begins to fade, I feel Ted pull back from my neck with a weak moan, relaxing against my body to catch his breath, the truck's rocking still persisting ever so slightly. I lightly wrap my arms around him, one of my hands moving up to run my fingers through his tall dark hair. A part of my neck feels warm and damp and it's a little difficult to catch my breath with most of Ted's weight on me, but I'm completely satisfied. Maybe I'll keep this little adventure with Ted to ourselves. Joe doesn't need to know everything.

"You're incredible..." Ted whispers into my chest, letting out a shaky chuckle as he lifts himself off of me a bit, his dark orbs sparkling down at me. "You're fucking incredible, you're...everything.."

I meet his gaze with my own weak little chuckle, lightly biting the corner of my lower lip. I can feel the high of sex with Ted mixing with my infatuation for Ted. "E-Everything?..." I manage to repeat after a deep breath, giving him a little smile. "I'm...I'm everything except properly clothed, Theo.."

"Oh yeah, right...right..." Ted replies with another breathless laugh, glancing down at my bare legs. Fuck. This motherfucker really ripped my god damn underwear. "I...did that."

"I can't believe you did that.." I lean my head back for a moment and shake my head, my smile spreading into a satisfied grin. "You son of a bitch.."

"Hey, I did warn you. I tried to warn you." Ted insisted with a playful grin, shifting a bit to give me more room to move. "I just--ooh...uh...uh oh..."

"Uh oh?" I lift my head to look at him with my eyebrows slightly furrowed. "What uh oh?"

Ted, once again, doesn't answer me right away. He's looking down at me, but he's not looking at my face. What's he looking at? My chest? My chin? My neck?

Ted brings his hand to my chin to lift my head slightly, squinting his eyes and leaning in a bit, like he's focusing on something. I'm starting to get a little anxious. "What? What do you see?" I ask again with a frown, clearly getting more nervous by the second.

"Uhh..." Ted let's out his own nervous little chuckle.

"I...think that's a hickey..."

...Fuck.

"...A big one.."

Oh fuck.

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[timothy-kaplans]

I think I need to stop reading comics for a bit, but I’m definitely stopping pre-ordering. Cause this week just sucked all my passion again, all because I didn’t know a significant portion of my haul included graphic deaths of AU versions of my favourite characters.

Like one, who let Dan Dildo write his Nightwing death-porn and character assassinate Conner. Second, why tf did they graphically kill AU versions of Billy and Teddy in a SPIDER-MAN book?! I don’t even get 00’s styled Conner or Billyteddy much anymore.

Like seriously fuck comics rn.

[windona]

I'm interested in your headcanons for Tara, Brion, Jaime, and Jason for the questions:

☾ - sleep headcanon

★ - sad headcanon

■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

Hope you're having a good day!

☾ - sleep headcanon

Tara was always a curler, even before she was kidnapped. She likes having huge blankets on top of herself. This is even more pronounced after her experience with the Shadows, since heavy blankets help remind her she's not in the Shadows dorms.

Brion tends to sprawl out in his sleep and curl any blankets up around him. No matter what position he starts in, he will be in a different one when he wakes up.

We actually see Jaime wake up, and he was sleeping on his back without a shirt or blanket on, having fallen asleep while doing homework. Khaji Da is actually weirdly comfortable to fall on, and does their best not to interrupt Jaime's sleep. Gotta keep healthy, after all.

Jason can fall asleep anywhere, but he's prone to nightmares when sleeping alone. This was true even before he died- he woke up plenty of times in Wayne Manor with a half remembered dread. It's rare, but sometimes he has horrific dreams so realistic he needs a bit of time when waking up to remember they were dreams.

★ - sad headcanon

Due to the informational isolation she was under, Tara genuinely thought everyone abandoned or ignored her until after her rescue.

Markovia isn't fully accepting of queer people, so Brion was in the closet to the public and is convinced he can never come out.

Jaime knows first aid from his mom. He learned it so that he could help Tye when Tye was injured without needing a doctor.

Jason's life in the comics is already pretty sad, but he had friends who he saw die on the streets long before he became Robin. He also basically ran the house as his mom died of drugs and while his dad was dead.

■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

Tara's place is very sparse. She's a teenager and her tastes changed greatly from before she was kidnapped, and she's trying to rekindle old interests or figure out new ones.

Brion's not the neatest. Teenager who had maids growing up, he doesn't rip places to shreds but he did have to learn some things about doing chores when living with M'gann and Conner.

We see Jaime's room! He totally adds a poster of Dan Garrett later though, and after he gets Ted's notes a 'WWTKD' card also rests there.

Jason is incredibly neat and he has fancy tastes. There are coasters and doilies. He has a book shelf full of classics. His bed is always impeccably made and nothing is out of place. This is why people sometimes get Brion and Jason's room switched up.

[zerogravityinq]

fuck it i wanna talk about bodies!

So Bruce is the closest to his comics canon counterpart - broad shoulders, thick chest, slim waist and narrow hips but thick thighs BUT he does run a bit slimmer than canon Bats does. Like about Pattison's build and gradually getting to how he is in Dan Mora size. I imagine he has longer legs and a relatively short torso in comparison. If this man doesn't wear like a thirty something in pants, i am suing. Like even though he is slimmer doesn't mean he isn't still bulky as fuck.

Harry is the biggest change from his canon counterpart. He has muscles. Not like huge ones because he just isn't genetically built like that but he is a lot more bottom heavy than top heavy. He's not really stocky because he isn't thick. He's very much a sleeper build. A lot of his muscle and weight is in his legs and it shows in his fighting since he's more kick heavy. Shorter legs but longer torso.

Babs, since the Killing Joke did not cripple her, is a lot more balanced. She isn't a crazy powerhouse but she can take a fight and turn it in her favor. She has a stealth build until she becomes a cop. Then she lets it be a bit more obvious she can take down a perp with little help. She has built legs but works to keep her body more balanced.

Dick is also pretty close to how he is in comics but his legs are a bit thicker from his years of broom flying or flying with Wixan. He has equally long legs and torso but he's still shorter than Bruce and Jason. Since he has a lot of mass in his shoulders and arms, he comes off as stocky. Has a pretty face but he wouldn't be able to pass as a girl once he hits puberty.

Tom is the tallest of the gotham vigilantes at 6 ft 6 and he's like 80% leg [jason insists that the other 20% is unadulterated spite but what does he know?] so he looks a lot leaner than he actually is. Like Harry, he just isn't built to bulk up but he is strong. if he puts on any kind of muscles, it is suprisingly in his shoulders and upper arms like Dick. Even when he was Voldemort he was relatively broad shouldered but now he is even more top heavy. He uses his legs a lot but more to extend his reach or to yank someone in range.

Cass is just as she is in canon so no notes. [kisses her forehead] you are perfect

Jason is one of the bigger changes - he isn't full of Lazurus roids and comes by his build honestly. He's a lot more balanced in his build, a complete all rounder since he does a little bit of everything. Most balanced body out of the Bats aside from Cass and maybe Babs.thick arms, legs, chest and he isn't as heavily scarred as his canon counterpart - magic heals a lot.

Jazz is far more muscular than her canon counterpart with her getting into training instead of just some martial arts lessons with her mother. She takes a lot more after Jack with his height and leans more bulky but not as say Jason or Bruce. Her hips are pretty wide though which she inherited from her mother and sometimes uses that to hip check goons and some of the skinnier villains [like Scarecrow and he gets so mad about that lmao].

Steph is pretty close to her canon counterpart. She is a bit more brawl heavy than she is in canon and is more likely to use her feet than her hands since she needs her hands to do medic things. Aside from that, pretty much the same.

Conner, by virtue of being an imperfect clone, is also different. He does have the underbuild of Clark but he's thinner and more lanky like Harry. Also he actually trains and spars like the rest of the Bats so he can fight more efficiently [Bruce uses Conner as an example as to why Clark should train without his powers much to Clark's chagrin] and he easily can fight even without his pwoers or magic. Magically speaking he isn't the most powerful but he can tank a lot of damage and do some neat things because of it - like apparate silently or to space.

Tim is also different. He is closer in build to his Batman Beyond version by virtue of the joker jr incident. He was in similar build to Harry but a lot of that waned when he took over as Oracle. He has some muscle mass left but he turned that into being fast and agile instead and isn't the main one in the fight.

Damian is a lot heavier than his canon counterpart by virtue of having a different mother. He grows fast and his affinity for Bruce's build is apparent early. Big chest and toned legs once he's of age. He's shorter than Bruce but isn't a bad height at 6 ft 2. His muscles shift from agilty to strength once he retires from being a vigilante and becomes a magizoologist full time. Unlike his peers he's far more hands on, wrangling creatures instead of just trying to magic them.

Terry takes more after Harry thus grows to be lanky and about Damian's height give or take an inch. He looks a lot like Terry McGinnis despite being raised by Bruce because genetically he is like Harry. He doesn't put on muscle too heavy and thus he is a far more agile Batman than Bruce was but not as top heavy and bulky as Nightwing. Pretty leggy and has a shorter torso much like Bruce.

Lilith is somewhere in between Martha Wayne [classic hourglass] and Lily Potter [a bit lanky but bottom heavy]. She has muscle mass from training and ghost fighting but that puts her more or less in the same group as cass - not obviously a fighter but totally will rock the shit out of you. Older she is move obviously muscular as High Crown Princess.

Danny takes a lot after Bruce, he looks more like a clone than Terry does. When he gets his memories back, he has a bit of body dysmorphia because he doesn't look too far off from Dark Danny did in that evil timeline. Harry points out that his coloring is different and his muscles are from training and genetics not, you know, murdering the world. He eventually settles down with it.

[gayfandomnerd225]

So uhhh, @aguyinthepubliceye and I kinda called for 5 and a half hours today, not all together, there was a small break, anyway

He wasn’t awake much for the first 2 hours, I finished what I wanted to for English class, watched some Dan and Phil, watched Dans 1 hour book event video

He finally woke up while I was out of my room making myself some mini pizzas for lunch (at 2pm)

I was playing some Roblox and then discord ratted me out (Porto saw that discord was saying I was playing Roblox) so we played the pizza game together for a bit until he left to call one of his wives

During this break I played a bit on my phone and did some Duolingo

When we started our call again, he showed me a fashion game on Roblox and then he disappeared because his mom called him and I tried to nap

When he came back I continued to attempt to nap on my bedroom floor until I gave up and moved to my desk

He worked a bit on his chemistry homework which was due at 8pm (he started working on it at 8:08pm)

I helped him out a teeny tiny bit on that

He made me do a quiz (asked me questions) about my phone habits for some project, I think?

I continued to write a book that I hadn’t touched for a couple weeks

We watched the new Dan and Phil video together (this was my third time watching it and yes it was the golden pig one)

Then he started a Kurtis Conner video but my wifi gave up on me so I had to end the call and supper was gonna be ready soon

Oh! And today marks 2 months of us knowing each other! So that was cool!

[vallikes79]

I’ve had this with me for a while but here’s my Spiderman oc, Luis Valdez (aka Dan)!! :-)

So far I only drew him (in detail) without his face paint but rest assured I’ll be sure to make one with!

He’s basically a juggalo spiderman that has to protect a basically dead city. It’s a universe where if dr Conners had successfully made majority of mankind into reptiles. And while the mutated have longer lifespans, the “failed” attempts had caused other infestations, like zombies. (In simpler terms, you know those “infected” aus you see in trolls or mlp, yeah he lives in that.) oh yeah and his version of dr conners is strangely in love with him.

He’s got a rag-tag group of juggalo friends who know he’s spider man and are chil wit it. They all grew up in poverty and had to adapt and survive, especially due to the reptile disasters. This made him extremely unstable and would often lash out in fits of fear and violence because his instincts told him to survive. So one day he lashed out at one of his friends and nearly killed him until another friend pretty much beat sense into him causing that scar on his face.

Keep in mind he was still human when he got bit on his left arm by a giant mutated spider (specifically the Hawaiian happy face spider). It ripped the whole thing off and damaged his right eye. His arm grew back, and his vision only sees heat at will.

He often likes to separate himself from his juggalo persona so when his makeup is removed he doesn’t smile. It could be because he just doesn’t want to or it’s uncomfortable, but either way he doesn’t. Think of it like the comedy and tragedy masks 🎭

Now as for relationships…

It’s pretty clear I ship him with Miguel, and I like to think he hangs around him. But strangely not that often, namely because he has to tend to his universe because it’s so damn dangerous.

He likes to be with Miguel but I also think he’d have other motives. Like don’t get him wrong, Miguel’s hot, misunderstood, and stoic enough to just chill around. But Luis’s universe starts to tread canon logic, near breaking it. So he’ll sneak in to mess with the tech and keep his universe unknown; all in fear of Miguel wanting to do something about it and possibly getting hurt.

But other than that he’s similar to Deadpool, not just to Miguel but big men in general.

I’m still working on him! :-)

[natashasbitxh]

💙Smoshblr December Asks Day 26💛

What are your top 3 favourite youtube channels/series outside of smosh?

I would say Starkid (Nick himself has said if they were youtubers then theyre awful ones or something along those lines) or Tin Can Bros or Shipwrecked but if we're talking typical youtubers then

I'll just say Dan and Phil in general, not a specific channel

Kurtis Conner! (And Drew and Danny tbh)

And Good Mythical Morning!

(Also a bit more willne and James Marriott but only when they're together tbh)

[ear-worthy]

Every Single Sci-Fi Film Ever: Where Sci-Fi Meets Film & Culture

 This is THE person listeners want to produce the best sci-fi podcast out there. Here’s her quote: “When I watched Terminator 2 at the age of 13, I really wanted to be like Sarah Conner: Strong, resilient and defiant. I despise the gym but have gone regularly to the gym most of my life because Sarah Conner would not want to see me getting weak for the impending apocalypse! I must not let her down. But realistically, it seems like a lot of hard work. I would much rather be a captain or crew member on a Federation starship or perhaps Doc Emmett Brown from Back to the Future. Something where the adventures involve fewer death machines chasing me incessantly.” That person is Ayesha Khan, creator and host of Every Single Sci-Fi Film Ever, whose continuing mission is to explore strange old films, seek out the experts, and boldly bring them to you.

TheEvery Single Sci-Fi Film Ever* podcast, which began in March 2024, looks back at more than a century of films, beginning in 1902 and working towards the future. Each episode focuses on a film, director, or theme and brings in experts to discuss its history, politics, and influences. We began our journey with an episode dedicated to finding out what science fiction actually is. Then we move to Paris, 1902, to watch and discuss the first sci-fi film ever: Le Voyage Dans La Lune. Occasionally we will take some detours," says Ayesha Khan.

 Khan continues: "Each episode plans to put the film I watch into context of the time, society and people it was borne of. I do the research, I find the experts and I bring them to you! And then you all cheer, or chase me with pitchforks. To clarify, I would prefer the former. But alas, sometimes the things we create have unexpected consequences."

In the bottom of the show notes to every episode gives listeners the links to where to find the next film. Khan promises that "Every once in a while, we’ll take a break from the studious business of watching science fiction films and speak to some people about their favorite sci-fi film, or discuss a science fiction theme or topic." Here's just a partial list of the movies that Ayesha has covered so far: Metropolis, King Kong, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, The Thing From Outer Space, Them, The Blob, Godzilla, Creature From The Black Lagoon, and so many more.

 Ayesha Khan shares her expertise: "I am a multimedia producer by profession, and I freelance alongside my own podcasting. I also paint and dabble in multimedia art, but the podcast is my main focus. (I have children, a partner I thoroughly enjoy hanging out with, and friends I barely see! Apologies to them if they are reading this.)."

Ayesha confides: "I love science fiction films and history and enjoy learning about society, culture and politics. I adore films, music, and creativity of all sorts. I’m an optimist despite being very affected by the mess of the world, although, like everyone, there are days when the optimism definitely fades!"

 I highly recommend Every Single Sci-Fi Film Ever if you're a sci-fi fan. The host, Ayesha Khan, is fascinating and passionate about the topic, and she mixes humor in with her sci-fi discussions.

I'll let Ayesha Khan end with her request of listeners: "I would be thrilled if you would join me on my intergalactic journey. The great thing about this intrepid adventure is that you can take part while sitting on a sofa, cozily dressed in your pajamas. But don’t let me limit you. You could also be wearing your best Klingon regalia or be dressed as a mad scientist. The point is, you can wear what you like."

When asked, ‘Where would you like your podcast to go?’ Ayesha answers: "Boldly, where no podcast has gone before! Or perhaps just to the point where I can make it my entire job. (It’s already my entire personality, although I perhaps need to dial back on that a little bit.) In the near future, I would love to do a live podcast episode with a screening."

[joegualtieri-blog]

Capsule Reviews Inc. G.O.D.s

This is another post from FB, reprinted here in part because the review of G.O.D.s is relevant to the big MacKay review I'm working on.

The Deadly Trio: Doomsayer #1 by Palmiotti/Conner, Tucci, Pulido, and Melo

-This is an interesting idea. Four writers would normal sound terrible on a comic that isn't 52, but here it looks like Palmiotti/Conner, Tucci, and Pulido each contributed their own lead character and are writing them, so not completely unlike 52. The first main character introduced is the Palmiotti/Conner one, Dorian, a mechanic and refuge from a planet destroyed by warlord and would-be god Kalissa Gore. Accompanied by her sentient cat-like sidekick, Rondo, she sort of functions as something like an unwilling herald of Galactus, trying to warn civilizations to flee before Gores forces arrive. Shortly into the book, she meets fighter pilot Reann-Reann (Tucci, I think), who tries to escort Dorian on her way, but stays with her after her civilization is destroyed. The three of them are captured, and while breaking out they find and free Garga (Pulido, maybe), the sister of Gore who apparently had a competing cult on their homeworld.

This was a decent comic, but given how much a physical copy costs (minimum $20+ shipping), I'd have liked a more complete story. Certainly, based on other kickstarter comics done by Palmiotti/Conner, I expect that. The early pages of the book, with Dorian and Rondo alone, are also by far the most compelling. It doesn't help that Reann-Reann and Garga both seem like berserker types in physical combat.

X-Men: the Heir of Apocalypse by Foxe and Netho Diaz

-Looks and feels like an early 90s X-Men event comic in the worst way. This was the first post-Krakoa and picks up from there as Apocalypse wanted to find an heir... which is not a plot that's ever happened before in the X-Books. Foxe does flesh the idea out a bit-- since the mutants of Earth rejected Apocalypse, he's going to hang out on Arrako, but wants someone to take over his role as testing the mutants of Earth. He gathers together 12 mutants (sigh) to compete. I'll put the winner in the comments. Foxe wrote a bunch of stuff during Krakoa. It was fine, and I've always had a soft-spot for Apoc stuff. Despite the large cast and limited number of issues (four) he gives everyone about enough space. Diaz's art really looks like some kind of unholy blending of Jim Lee and Rob Liefeld. It's weird.

X-Men vol 1 by MacKay, Stegman, and Netho Diaz

-This was pretty great. There's some shades of Bendis's Uncanny X-Men run here with the Alaskan base and some of the team (Cyclops, Magneto, Magik), but they're not outlaws. McKay sets up a bunch of new plotlines (someone is activating dormant x-genes in adults, a Krakoan revival sickness, the Upstarts are back). I don't think you could ask for anything more out of a post-Krakoa direction... except that Psylocke, out of all the team members, seems to get the least in the way of characterization. Stegman became a superstar working with Dan Slott most acquits himself well here. Netho Diaz's style is similar enough that he works as a fill-in artist. The one real flaw artwise is that they (especially Stegman) don't seem to recall that Psylocke is Japanese.

NYX v1 by Lanzing/Kelly, Mortarino, and Balam

-I wonder if, like Brubaker and (maybe) Mark Russell, Lanzing and Kelly are being hemmed in and writing poorly because of Marvel editorial? I've read less of their non-Marvel work, so I know the other two are great, them, I'm less sure about. This does pick up at the end, when it's revealed exactly what Empath was doing, but it's really weird to be writing a book critical (inside and outside of the text) of the hero/villain dichotomy and then reveal you're buying into it all along. Also, it's really fucking weird that Wolverine (Laura) finds out that Mojo is kidnapping mutants and she... lets it go?

Batman 89 by Hamm and Quinones

-So this actually follows up Batman Returns, not just Batman 89. I'm guessing Hamm took his conception of Two-Face and Robin from his drafts of Returns. Catwoman is in it, in a costume that his even more bondagewear than the one in Returns. I enjoyed this, it's not the greatest thing in the world. Its basic plot feels very much in the vein of late 80s and 90s action films (which is to say, it's kind of dumb). It feels drawn out over six issues. It probably should have been four or five and had a few less hallucinations by Harvey Dent. Quinones's art is FANTASTIC. The coloring (surprisingly by Leonardo Ito rather than Quinones) is great, except on issue one. I'm sure of there's a repro issue or a learning curve for Ito, but that issue seems to be slightly too dark and muddled compared to the other issues.

G.O.D.S. by Hickman and Schiti

-I should have written this one up closer to reading it. This clearly bombed, hard, given how Marvel pulled the plug on it despite giving it a pretty unprecedented lead-in teasing it across 10 other comics. And I completely see why it failed. I can't decide if Hickman is the most brilliant American comics writer or an idiot who's good at making himself sound smart, and at this point, I feel like I should know. But hey, my response to reading this was order pretty much all his pre-Marvel image work, which I've never read, in an effort to figure him out.

Part of what has me thinking he's an idiot as how much of this comic seems to be built on obfuscating what's going on. So many cosmic being are redesigned in this in a way that makes them holy unrecognizable, which makes them finally being named a "revelation" that it wouldn't be if the existing designs were just fucking used. I'm not even sure at this point if some of the characters were supposed to be pre existing characters or not because of this bullshit.

Sigh, Still, this isn't all bad. In way, especially in #2, this feels like the Invisibles by way of the Marvel Universe, but only to a point. The side of our POV character, Wyn, has him and his assistant Dimitri on it. The side they're ostensibly opposing is much larger and that's the side where we see a sort of initiation ceremony in #2. Wyn's ex-wife Aiko, who clearly shares a stylist with Emma Frost, is the main representative of that side.

It does not help that this ended at nine issues. It has something of the feel of a long-form Vertigo (or maybe more accurately pre-Vertigo) book that should have run for 60-70 issues. The final issue is pretty clearly an attempt by Hickman to get out some of that he had planned (including a scenario for Wyn not unlike the cosmic paradox of Adam Warlock's second death in Starlin's run). What a frustrating book.

[casspurrjoybell-23]

Friday Night - Chapter 36 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Just a sheet covered his body when he stirred awake.

His feet dragged across white linen, the material cool to the touch.

No other bodies had warmed the material while he slept.

River Conners' chest ached, missing the fun game of bumping into Hunter Dannings' feet when he shifted.

If he was at home, he would have rolled over to see Hunter's puffy cheeks and given him one sweet peck.

Instead, he rolled over to Cassie cracking her fork against a glass.

"WAKE UP. IT'S WEDDING DAY."

Cassie continued her horrid assault on River's ears while Wynn snapped the lights on, now attacking River's eyes as well.

He could imagine them standing just inside his room, Cassie's bare face only decorated by the dozens of piercings she's collected over the years and Wynn's bleached blond locks wrapped up in her signature cheetah print bonnet.

"Isn't it too early?" River hoarsed before he rolled over.

His eyes felt scratchy and swollen to the point where opening them was truly painful.

That meant he tapped around blindly until he felt cool glass on his nightstand.

He pried his eyelids open just enough to have the numbers 6:45 burned into his retinas.

"We have to be out of the hotel by 7:30 so we can eat breakfast at 8:00. Then you'll have plenty of time to get ready," Cassie explained. River audibly sighed when she stopped banging that glass.

The relief was short-lived.

Only a bit of that delicious sleepy feeling had settled over River's mind when his entire body suddenly felt cold.

"We are not letting you fall behind schedule," Cassie ground out, tugging his sheet off at the same time Willow said...

"You would never forgive us if you were late to your own wedding."

His two closest friends and biggest ops neatly folded up his sheet, unbothered by his shivering form.

So much of his skin was bare since his tank top and flimsy booty shorts covered nothing.

River layed there, shaking for minutes but they just stared, holding the sheet in a firm grip.

"Fine," he huffed, a heavy frown going with him to the ensuite bathroom.

"You better have made me coffee."

River owed those women a lot.

They took care of his second baby 'the bar Adonis' when he couldn't and sometimes even when he could.

They patiently waited for him to stop shutting the world out and became his close friends once he did.

There were few people he trusted to see his upper thighs and the women celebrating in the room after terrorizing their boss were some of them.

River stumbled to get the seat up so he could take a piss.

He washed his hands as thoroughly as one could at seven am then dropped them on the sides of the sink, finding his reflection in the mirror.

He looked as tired as he felt, his body recovering from the copious amounts of alcohol he consumed the night before.

The three-person bachelor party Wynn organized consisted of them watching bad horror movies and competing to find Canada's best bartender but what started as a playful competition to figure out who made the best drinks ended in them drinking 'everything'.

River saw the consequence of that in his dull hair and bleary eyes.

Then he started to smile because 'this' was it.

"I'm getting married."

[bloggerspam]

This fic seriously blew up in a way that kind of scares me. I didn't expect so many people to like my silly little fic---I see and read all of your comments, but I simply am too anxious/frankly scared of the sheer amount of them to actually respond.

Forgive me, truly. Hopefully the fic lives up to the hype!

===

Truth be told, Jazz didn't think Ellie would make it this far.

She honestly didn't think Danny would make it this far either, not that she'd ever tell him that because it'd either crush him or make him mad.

She thought that maybe, at a push, Ellie would accidentally phase through something (she's still getting the hang of it) whilst playing with Dad.

She even thought that maybe Danny would be seen putting stuff into his body (he's always been so mad that Ellie is better at it, and adamantly uses himself as a purse in retaliation).

She didn't think that they'd catch out another family member's powers. much less an entirely new cousin.

Admittedly, she's kind of proud of her siblings—proud of herself, even.

Mom had assured her a thousand times that nobody would notice, and to be fair to her nobody noticed Ellie until Baby Jon got involved.

She wonders if Conner or Baby Jon would notice if Dan joined them (he's still on probation though, so it might not be for a long while if ever in their lifetime, which is a shame).

The fact that Uncle Clark (because it must have been Uncle Clark, Aunt Lois would never have thrown her sons into the deep end this way) thought the same way makes Jazz cringe at the Walker Family Genes.

Perhaps, instead of calling it Fenton Luck, it should be re-dubbed as Walker Luck.

"So you're both metas," Ellie hums, bringing Jazz back to the present, "But Jon only got his recently?"

"Uh huh." Baby Jon confirms, munching on the food that Jazz sent Danny to grab for the group. "Got them just after the last reunion."

"That doesn't explain your supposed brother's sudden appearance." Danny points out, biting into a mini pie himself, Jazz sits back to let her siblings do the questioning, pulling out her phone to a specific text conversation as she keeps half an eye on the kids.

"I'm not an affair baby," Conner reminds them, dejectedly sipping his juicebox, "But Clark donated to a sperm bank once, and long story short, the Kents took me in to save me from a bad situation about four years ago."

"That's another thing that bothers me," Danny points a crumby finger at Conner, "You call Aunt Lois 'Mom' so naturally but you call Uncle Clark by his name. Why?"

"Clar—Dad didn't really react well to my existence." Conner grumbles, "He thought someone, ugh, I don't really know what he thought, but it wasn't great."

"Dad was a butthead for sure." Baby Jon chimes in, "But Uncle Bruce beat him up a little bit, and then tattled to Mom."

"Uncle Bruce?" Jazz daintily pops a grape into her mouth, the crispy juice flooding her senses as she ponders. This all seems plausible, but something about it is…off. Plus, if Uncle Clark really was that bad she's going to have words with him. She shoots off another text. "Uncle Bruce from Iowa, or the Uncle Bruce from the Big Apple?"

"Uncle Bruce as in my best friend's dad." Baby Jon clarifies, toothy smile a little messy around the edges with crumbs. "Uncle Bruce is Dad's best friend in the whole world, and his son Damian is my best friend in the whole world too."

"Anyway, me and dear old Dad are better now, but old habits die hard, y'know?" Conner grumbles, juicebox making loud crackling noises as the juice comes to an end. "Enough about us, what about you guys?"

"What about us?" Ellie tilts her head, mouth full of fudge. Jazz puts her phone down, grabbing a napkin to wipe a smudge of chocolate off her cheek. "We're metas."

"But Cousin Danny said it was a new development." Baby Jon argues, "I didn't even know the Walker Family had meta-genes—Ma said they didn't."

"There's bound to be at least a couple, big family like this. Dad has the meta-gene." Jazz pipes in, shrugging when Baby Jon looks over at her. "I mean, you've seen him,"

"I have not." Conner deadpans, making Ellie and Jazz giggle.

"Dad's like an off brand Kool-aid Man." Danny rolls his eyes, flopping back into the grass. "I got my powers three years ago."

"What?!" Baby Jon looks affronted, "That means I've had my powers longer than you!"

"And I'm still better at controlling my powers than you are." Danny agrees, smugly haughty in tone. "What's that feel like?"

Jazz has to smother her laugh—Danny does have an unusual ease with his powers. The hardest part for him has always been remembering what powers he has access to. Danny's always been like this with the littler cousins, and it always makes her laugh.

Before Baby Jon can retort anything else Ellie interjects by flopping over onto Danny, making him oof.

"I hate to say it, but big brother is just that good." Ellie huffs. digging her elbow into Danny's stomach as if in retaliation. "I got my powers just after him, and I still have trouble with my powers."

"You're not that bad." Danny feigns hurt, twisting and rolling around until he's got her in a headlock. "You just keep forgetting where the bar is."

That, and she only just got some stability in her genetic make up. With Mom and Dad helping with some ethical, wholesome science Ellie was finally able to stabilize the ecto in her chemical make up. She's been having a rough go, getting used to her powers and staying more human this past year.

"Crazy coincidental that you both got your powers so close to each other." Conner hums, watching Ellie and Danny wrestle with a weird kind of fascination. He looks over to Baby Jon, awkwardly patting him on the head twice. "Don't worry, you'll get the hang of hiding your powers."

"If Uncle Clark can't teach you, I'm sure your brother can." Danny smirks, down at Baby Jon. "He's not as good as me, but…"

"Wha—" Conner's head whips to stare at Danny, "I'm not—I didn't—"

"Danny." Jazz scolds, shooting her brother a look. "We do not out people!"

"I'm informing him that I know so he knows to do better." Danny sticks his nose up, "I am not outing him, I'm trying to help."

"You mean you were being competitive." Jazz rolls her eyes. "Pretending to be better at hiding your meta-status when you voluntarily used your powers to nab Ellie and Baby Jon is certainly a very interesting way to try and help."

"I'm just sayin'." Danny singsongs, smartassed-ly pointing out, "It's not like you didn't notice, and Ellie would have found out eventually."

Conner whips his gaze to her now, as if to silently ask if this is true. Jazz has no choice but to smile sheepishly at him in response—clearly he at least has some kind of advanced hearing if he was able to direct Jazz to the others so quickly.

Conner slumps in defeat as his little brother laughs at him. He wordlessly pushes Baby Jon into the grass in response, which starts another scuffle that Ellie inexplicably joins in on.

"How did you get your powers anyway, Baby Jon?" Danny asks once they've all settled once more. "Did something happen? Are you okay?"

"I just grew into mine!" Baby Jon smiles, "But thanks for worryin'. What about you?"

"Got em on a dare." Danny brushes off, plopping Ellie into his lap so he can play with her hair again, "Barely even noticed."

Jazz hits him on the back of the head. "Do not."

Danny grumbles, but says nothing. She's going to have to have a big boy conversation with him about being so blase about his death, mark her words.

"Danny had to go to the hospital." Ellie informs them, patting Danny on the leg. Jazz bites the inside of her cheek against the surge of grief that almost overwhelms her. "I got my powers because I'm—"

"Because of very private circumstances." Jazz interjects, firmly. Ellie's jaw shuts with a clack, burying her face into Danny's chest. Danny pats her hair soothingly, and Jazz rubs her back to apologize for cutting her off. "We're not particularly hiding it from the family, but things could get messy back home if someone found out."

"Are you from a small town or something? Dealing with meta-prejudice?" Conner asks, eyeing Ellie with a look Jazz doesn't like. It reeks of sympathy, the kind that you know first hand. Perhaps the bad situation Conner escaped from was meta-status related…She's definitely going to have to probe Uncle Clark later, or perhaps ask Aunt Lois about Conner's previous home.

"Wasn't it in Illinois?" Baby Jon hums, tilting into his brother. Conner doesn't seem to be used to contact, which concerns her—though it's a relief that he seems caring of his little brother. She watches as he hesitatingly wraps an arm around Baby Jon, as if unused to it despite the supposed four years with the Kents.

"Pennsylvania." Jazz gently corrects, reaching over to pet Danny's hair. "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. It's just a hassle."

Amity Park accepted Ellie's existence with little trouble, chalking it up to the Drs. Fenton's quirky natures to adopt some random cousin from one of Dad's late siblings.

But if Danny and Ellie's so-called meta status became public they'd have to be very careful to only show specific powers unrelated to their ghost sides.

There's also the matter of the GIW, and that entire…thing.

"If you say so." Conner eyes the siblings, crushing Baby Jon closer as if imagining worst case scenarios. "But if you need help, I know someone who works for the Justice League."

"Uncle Bruce funds the Justice League's space tower thing." Baby Jon explains, which is interesting but ultimately irrelevant—it's not like the Justice League did anything about the GIW before.

Though she can't really blame them, as far as she knows Amity Park never filed a complaint and it's not like the Justice League can be everywhere. Besides, Danny's got a handle on the ghost situation, and Mom and Dad are doing…something about the GIW with Vlad.

"It's fine." Danny waves them off, scoffing at the very idea. He's become very unimpressed with the JL lately, Martian Manhunter not-withstanding. "We can handle it."

Conner looks like he has something to say about that, but before he can get another word out a commotion of familiar voices nearby catches their attention.

"Oh no." Jazz and Danny say in unison, looking at each other and hurriedly getting up. Danny scoops Ellie up, holding her like a sack of potatoes and following after Jazz as she rushes towards the noise. Ellie simply lets him, going limp and brushing off the grass on Danny's shirt where she can reach.

"What? What's happening?" Conner jumps up, frantically looking around for a threat. Baby Jon grabs him by the sleeve and drags him to try and catch up.

"Ancients, they really just tossed you into the deep end huh?" Danny grumbles, giving a disapproving glance down at Baby Jon. Their little cousin sheepishly smiles back up, which Danny responds with a roll of his eyes. "Just so you know, this reaction would'a been another reason to be caught out."

"Dad said he got it!" Baby Jon tries to defend, but doesn't bother explaining the situation to his older brother.

"Well he clearly didn't!" Conner practically yells, hooking an arm around his brother's waist and catching up with her and her siblings. "So will someone please explain what the hell has you guys—"

Conner cuts himself off as they round the corner, a familiar (to Jazz and Danny) scene greeting them just behind the little gathering of trees that line the edge of the backyard.

Mom and Uncle Clark are, as usual, yelling at each other.

Aunt Lois looks very done, one hand on her hip and the other pinching the bridge of her nose. Great Aunt Martha is fixing Aunt Lois's hair and clothes, patting down her own hair once her daughter-in-law's all sorted. There's a basket of more mini pies on the grass next to their feet.

"Uncle Clark and Mom have had Grade-A Wagyu Beef with each other since they were kids." Ellie stage whispers to Conner, before bidding Danny to let her down. He does so easily, placing her between himself and Conner, who has also put Jon down to his other side.

"Oh you've always been like this! Golden Boy Clark Kent, can't do no wrong so he never thinks things through!" Mom is yelling, throwing her hands up in utter disgust.

"Me? You're the one who ruined prom with your experiments—" Uncle Clark has his arms crossed defensively, leaning down to meet Mom's height, "Mad Maddie Walker back at it again with her shenanigans, never lettin' sleepin' dogs lie, always gotta poke the hornet's nest!"

"Oh please, you should thank me for that prom disaster, what with that god awful suit Aunt Martha got you." Mom leans around Uncle Clark, smiling sheepishly at Great Aunt Martha. "No offense, Auntie."

"None taken, dear." Great Aunt Martha laughs gently, as Uncle Clark yells indignantly at the same time, "It was a nice suit!"

"It was periwinkle blue with ruffles, Clark. You're god damned lucky my experiment got you and you still fit Pa's suits." Mom scoffs, turning back to Uncle Clark with a sneer.

"I had to pay full price for that rental, had to use up all my Summer wages!" Uncle Clark retorts, but Mom isn't having it.

"And you should be thankin' me, like I said! Got that Lana girl all up in your business now didn't I?"

Aunt Lois snorts then, which makes Uncle Clark glow red. "You leave Lana outta this Maddie, and you weren't no better, sneakin' off with the Miller's boy, you think nobody knew?"

Mom sputters, turning red herself. "You were two states away, how did you know about that!"

"Distance didn't stop you from ruinin' my prom now did it!" They're in each other's faces now, which is comical considering the height difference,

Jazz decides that enough is enough. "Mom, you promised you would behave!"

"Jazz!" Mom jolts, backing away with a sweet smile and ignoring her scolding per usual. "Honey, what are you doin' all the way over here?"

"We heard the commotion, Mom." Jazz rolls her eyes. "What did Uncle Clark supposedly do this time?"

"Your Uncle Clark here," Mom's smile suddenly looks razor sharp. "is apparently Superman."

The silence that follows is very very loud, much louder than Uncle Clark and Mom bickering, much louder than the crowd on the other side of the row of houses where the rest of their giant family is still partying it up.

Aunt Lois face palms, the slap of it jolting every one back into breathing. Great Aunt Martha sighs gustily, hand pressed to her cheek

"Fuck," Conner finally says, breathing the curse out before saying louder, "Fuck, they're right, I get it from you—Batman's going to kick your ass."

A chorus of voices overlap each other in varying tones to yell out in unison:

"Language!"

Cousins, Clones and Conning the Family

Family Reunion AU, where cousins Maddie and Clark try to smuggle their clone children into the family reunion that happens every 5 years and pretend they've been there the whole time.

Spoiler alert, one of them does significantly better than the other. Mainly Kid POV, and also on AO3! Multichapter. ===

The problem with big family reunions, Danny thinks, is how utterly fucking lost Danny is all the gosh dang time.

"Well now, you're Maddie's son now ain'tcha? How old is you now?" The woman standing before him guffaws, ruffling his hair. He lets it, trying desperately to remember the speadsheet Jazz created for the family and (obviously) failing to recall this woman's name.

Agatha? Selene? Riri? No, Aunt Riri is over there—

"Yes ma'am," Danny smiles up at the unnamed aunt, accent going a little twangy like it always does at these functions, "I'll be hittin' 17 in a coupl'a months or so."

"My, my, you youngin's sure grow like weeds!" The aunt coos, gesturing to a height by her hip, "You used to be this tall last time I saw ya, betcha don't r'member me now do ya?"

It's a trap. If he says he doesn't remember, which is expected at reunions such as these that happen every 5 years or longer, she'll start going on and on about the stories she has of the family. Danny would have to stand here and demure and laugh at these cousins he doesn't really remember too well, but know enough to know that she's gotten them all mixed up.

"Pshaw," Danny doesn't react when a whisper breathes the answer into his ear, "I'd never forget a pretty lady like you, Aunt Helena!"

It works like a charm.

The second he's out of her clutches, he feels around for a cold spot. There, trailing just behind him, is Ellie. She's not invisible anymore, so he tucks her under his arm and bee-lines it towards the metaphorical kid's table.

"Thanks, Ellie. Weren't you supposed to stay with Dad?" Danny leads them around, trying to avoid any other mishaps. "Did Jazz send you?"

"She made me flashcards!" Ellie smirks up at him, ignoring his other question and pulling a corner of an index card out from the palm of her hand. She's always been better than him at manipulating the ecto in her body, for obvious reasons. Danny's not bitter about it at all.

"Damn, all I got was a presentation." Danny grumbles. Jazz and Dad somehow know every single one of their family members, which is ludicrous when even Mom doesn't know despite it being her side of the family.

He still can't really believe how big his family actually is, but he supposes that's natural. He only sees them once every couple of years, the only relative they see even on a remotely regular basis is Aunt Alicia, who has no kids and refuses (rightfully so) to remarry.

Danny's fine with that, he gets the best of both worlds after all. Cozy holiday stays with Aunt Alicia and he has places to stay all over the country if he really needs it, no questions asked.

Plus, crazy as they can be, these reunions have always felt like a big country festival for Danny.

"She likes me better." Ellie snickers, tugging him back to avoid Uncle Charlie's drunken stumbling.

"Everyone likes you better," Danny rolls his eyes, pushing Ellie's head down and ducking to avoid a stray kid's toy flying overhead, "I like you better."

As if somehow knowing Danny's being self deprecating again, Jazz shows up to smack him on the head. "I like both of you equally in special ways."

Danny makes a disgruntled noise, grumbling as he rubs his head, "Mooooom, Jazz is therapizing me again!"

Even though he was only half joking, Mom does show up specifically to laugh at him. "Honey, your father and I love all our children equally!"

"It's a secret," Dad says from behind Jazz, kids climbing all over him, "But Ellie's the favorite!"

"Jack!" Mom yells at the same time Jazz screams, "Dad!"

Ellie dissolves into giggles, making everyone but Dad helplessly laugh. It's good to see Ellie laugh, she does it a lot but it still doesn't feel like it's enough. Danny picks her up, giggling mess and all, and tosses her at Dad.

She lands, as expected, straight into the pile of children who scream and accept her easily.

"Nice." Jazz chuckles, this time patting him gently on his head in approval. Danny shrugs, dusting his hands off and heading back towards salvation: the food.

He and Jazz mingle a bit, exchanging greetings and school updates with the Aunts and Uncles they occasionally bump into, making their way slowly through and keeping an eye out for the other cousins.

Eventually, Jazz gets nabbed by Cousin Dermot just as Danny reaches the table, tossing a pig-in-a-blanket into his mouth and chewing with glee. The locals of the family usually something potluck style—and though Dad's genes are strong and the Fentons can't cook, the bulk of the Walker family definitely can.

In fact—Great Aunt Martha said she was going to bring some mini pies right?

Danny spies a pile of them in the middle of the large table and reaches for one, only to bump into the spikes of black fingerless gloves.

The gloves are, of course, attached to someone else.

It's a boy, around Danny's age, in a spiked leather jacket (matching the gloves) and white tee shirt with ripped jeans. He's got the tiniest John Lennon sunglasses and piercings everywhere—it makes Danny squint at him, with how much the sun keeps catching on everything—the spikes, the piercings, the metal arms of the sunglasses, is this dude also wearing lipgloss?

Danny's not judging, a guy can appreciate proper hydration to avoid chapped lips or even just for the aesthetic, but it doesn't help with the glare.

"Sorry, my bad." Right, okay, city slicker then. Not that Danny's much of a country boy or anything. "Did my spikes get you?"

Maybe Cousin Jenny brought a plus one? Danny eyes the guys jeans—they look tight. Was Cousin Mark into guys? Is this dude a guy or possibly a masculine girl? Ack. Stupid sun frying his brain.

"It's okay," Danny says, blinking away and tossing mini pie to the other person. "Aunt Martha's pies are worth the minor injury. You comin' in with one of the cousins?"

"Uh, yeah." Citypunk looks at Danny nervously, "I mean, I am one of the cousins." The guy bites his lips, shrugging, "Uh, one of the Kents, actually. Ma's real proud of the pies."

Danny blinks.

"…You're not Jon." Danny says, very carefully and slowly.

"…No…" Stranger Danger draws his vowels out, "I'm Conner. His, uh, older brother? Can't blame ya for being confused though!"

"…You can't." Danny agrees, because out of the two them, Danny definitely isn't to blame for the confusion.

"Yeah, lots of cousins, and all," Curiouser and Curiouser beams at Danny, shrugging and rubbing the back of his neck, "Plus, I know Jon's more sociable at these things."

"Right, he really is rambunctious, that guy." Danny nods, as if that's the problem, and not the fact that Danny knows every single cousin his age. Big as his family might be, Danny's generation came out the smallest. Cousin Jenny and Cousin Mark are the only two his age.

With Ellie and Jazz each being four years younger and older than Danny, and the other cousins being well beyond those ages in gaps, there is no way this guy is a cousin.

"Don't worry," Punk'd laughs self deprecatingly, "I know he's the favorite. even if Mom won't admit it."

Danny feels a vein throb in his right temple.

He's unsure if he should slowly back away or get up in the guy's face. It's just—now that Danny thinks about it, if wedding crashing is a thing, does that mean family reunion crashing is a thing too?

What's the protocol here? Should he fight this guy for having the audacity to use Great Aunt Martha's name in vein?

Wait, no, that's Jesus.

Is Great Aunt Martha Catholic? ...Is that the one with Jesus, or was that Christianity?

Wait, Danny, you knuckle head, Uncle Clark was adopted. Conner could be adopted too! Even though he looks exactly like that Uncle Clark when he was younger…

"Is this your first time at a reunion?" Danny ventures, "We only have 'em—"

"Every 5 years, yeah." Conner huffs, "Nah, I just used to hide with Ma in the kitchens."

Okay, clearly Great Aunt Martha isn't in on this, because Danny used to hide with Great Aunt Martha in the kitchens. Danny's about to lose his shit on this guy—or maybe sic Ellie on him. Whichever is worse.

"Oh yeah? That's must have been cozy." Danny grits out, taking a deep breath so his eyes don't flash.

"Yeah, it was!" Conner beams shyly. though all Danny sees is a smug smirk. "She's real nice-like, I'm sure you know. Real lucky to have her for a Grandma."

"Real lucky." Danny agrees, because Great Aunt Martha really was one of the better Great Aunts. Though most of the Walker Kin were hardy and tough, in that badass kind of way. Mom really liked Great Aunt Martha's lessons on bull wranglin' back when they were younger. "Speakin' of, she ain't here?"

"Nah," Conner makes a sad little pout. "She hadta stop by Auntie Agatha's for an emergency. She left two days ago, so she's runnin' a little behind. Cl—Dad went to go pick her up."

Danny squints at the possible imposter. That sounded like he was going to call Uncle Clark by his name, which makes things confusing for Danny. Guy will call Aunt Lois Mom but he won't call Uncle Clark Dad easily?  Maybe he's a kid Aunt Lois had before marrying Uncle Clark? But Aunt Lois would never hide a kid, and Great Aunt Martha would never let her treat a kid like that. That's not even taking into account that this kid looks way too much like Uncle Clark for it to be a fucking coincidence. Plus, Danny knew about Aunt Aggie's emergency and how she might not be making it to this year's reunion—this gives Conner's story credibility.

But Danny knows that the best way to lie is with truths, even if the truths are confusing.

So what the hell is going on? Is Clockwork fucking with him? Did an alternate timeline get switched with his?

It wouldn't be the first time, but Clockwork at least had the decency to let him know at least.

"What the—" Danny blinks, as Conner picks up a very familiar, eye-searingly green colored post it note that was stuck to the plate under a mini pie. "Is this yours?"

"Yeah," Danny huffs. taking the note and rolling his eyes as lies roll off his tongue, "Sorry, y'know how it goes with Jazz."

"Oh, yeah." And Danny has to give it Conner, he at least rolls with the punches real quick, "I heard about it but didn't ever uh, see it in action."

"Really?" Danny feigns surprise, head pulsing in irritation at the words all is as it should be written in purple pen. There's no mocking smiley face, but Danny feels it in the ink anyway. "Thought she got all the cousins at the last reunion."

Conner chuckles nervously, "Oh, yeah—Guess I'm just, easy to miss you know?"

"Uh huh…" Danny eyes the guy and his piercings and very distinct style, from the tip of his clearly styled hair and needlessly ostentatious big black studded boots. "…Right."

Conner laughs, wincing. "These're new. High school debut."

"…You're a freshman?" Danny tilts his head, squinting.

"Junior." Conner automatically corrects, before stiffening. "…I just wanted to reinvent myself for Junior Prom."

"Right." Danny repeats, drawing out the vowels and finally giving up. He can tell Conner already knows what Danny is going to ask, and is trying to exit this conversation post-haste.

Fortunately for Conner and unfortunately for Danny, Jazz comes barreling in, almost knocking the former out in the process as she grips the latter's biceps tightly with her eyes wide and nervous.

Unfortunately for Conner and fortunately for Danny, though the look in Jazz's eyes thoroughly distracts the latter and gives the former a window to escape, Jazz's hissed out words end up keeping Conner rooted to the floor.

"Baby Jon has powers!" Jazz hisses as she moves Danny away from the possible imposter a couple feet. Even though she says it low enough for only Danny to hear, Conner's wide eyes as he whips his gaze towards them suggests that Jon's not the only one with powers.

And then words actually register along with that thought.

Danny hisses out the first thing he thinks of. "Since when?? I thought he took after Aunt Lois!"

"Since now," Jazz gruffs, switching her grip to drag Danny away, "and I need you to do something about it!"

"What?" Danny doesn't struggle, going along even as he eyes Conner who seems to be following them at a distance. "Why?"

Jazz pushes him towards the kid's area, rushing out a frantic "He's in the bounce house with Ellie!"

Danny freezes, or tries to even as Jazz keeps tugging him along, before shaking off her hand and booking it towards the bounce house.

Once the bounce house (a castle) comes into view, Danny clocks several things in succession:

One: Ellie and Jon are thankfully the only ones in the bounce house right now.

Two: Ellie and Jon are laughing, and through the mesh Danny can see Ellie watching Jon jump way too high to be considered normal.

And three: The bounce house is about to fucking tip over.

There's a gaggle of Aunts herding the younger cousins towards the food that's dense enough for cover, but sparse enough for Danny to dash through.

Between one blink and the next, he disappears.