#Possible part 2 of Conner finding out?

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TimKon Fic Recs Part 1.

So I mentioned in a reply to @oneswordstyle that I had a ton of TimKon fic recs and I was about to spam them with a million comments in the replies, but then I figured it was probably easier to do in a post. So here it goes. It also got too long so I split it into 2 parts.

Scions by Winterlive (Explicit) 2008 - 63K words - Complete

Tim Wayne, adopted son of Gotham mogul and secret vigilante Bruce Wayne, shows every sign of being his father's true successor - by day, and by night. Tim sets his sights on a valuable Metropolis lab for merger with Wayne Biotech, and all that stands in his way is the city's own rising star: Conner Luthor.

Note: I really love when characters get to grow up. I think Tim was a really fun teen to read about, and this fic explores him as a young business man and true heir to the Wayne legacy. Kon is Luthor’s son and prodigy in this, and it makes them interesting foils.

⭐️ call me cute and feed me sugar by suzukiblu (Teen) 2024 - 80K words - Ongoing

Tim Drake had absolutely no intentions of ever becoming anyone's sugar daddy when he met Superboy. This would have worked out better for him if Superboy had ever had an actual legal identity or an actual legal guardian or just . . . literally anything whatsoever in life. Ever. At all.

Just a bank account, even.

Note: Kon is fresh outta the test tube in this one, and despite the author’s facetious use of the word “sugar daddy” this is actually really sweet. Make sure to drop a comment and let the author know we’re excited for the next chapter!

Baby, Talk Me Down (Take Me Out) by sage (Teen) 2020 - 90K words - hiatus

Tim has been working too hard lately, and everyone is starting to notice. Bruce takes it upon himself to help Tim do some self-care and ships Tim off to the Kent farm for the summer, forcing him to take a well-earned vacation. Naturally, things get out of hand.

Note: This fic is on hiatus, so make sure to stop by and leave an encouraging comment, so we can get the ending this sweet story deserves. Tim finally gets a minute to breathe and really process all that’s been happening. He also gets to experience small town life but also he’s Tim so he gets himself into trouble. I find in a lot of fics, Kon always feels out of place or like he doesn’t quite belong, but he’s very settled and has really taken the time to learn who he is in this one, which I appreciated very much.

The Classic Shenanigans of Two Idiot Boys in Love by MashpotatoeQueen (Teen) 2021 - 94K words - Complete

In which the papers get hold of the fact that Timothy Drake-Wayne is dating another boy, Kon is all chill, Tim is no chill at all, the internet is flipping out, and Dick Grayson is quite possibly the greatest big brother of all time.

Note: An attempt to explore the public side of their relationship, a story told in vignettes.

⭐️ Stars Over Gotham by madaliz (Explicit) 2025 - 170K words - ongoing

Kon is tasked by the Planet to write the defining piece on Gotham City (no pressure). As he learns more about the city's first family and its criminal underbelly, he finds himself increasingly entangled with the mob and the vigilantes he's supposed to keep away from.

or

A story about how Kon and Tim grapple with their family legacies, fall in love, and team up to foil a conspiracy to ruin Gotham's hard earned order.

Note: Adults! Self-assured Kon! A really interesting world in which the Bats and the JL are completely separate and do not mingle. They are aware of each other but maintain strict rules. When Kon goes to Gotham in his civilian identity as a reporter his and Tim’s game of cat and mouse quickly turns into a Romeo and Juliet situation and I AM OBSESSED. There’s only 3 chapters left and I love this fic so much I’m dreading saying goodbye to it. Make sure to leave a comment to let the author know!

I’m alone here, I think by unluckyloki (Teen) 2019 - 93K words - Complete

Superboy is fighting robots in San Francisco and remembers something that wasn't. There's a new priest in the Naxos temple appointed by Dream of the Endless. Kon is missing something. Tim is missing everything. One day Krypto practically drags Superboy to a remote island in Europe and there's a dark haired guy smiling at Kon like he knows him.

Maybe he does.

Note: I’m not usually a fan of fics set in the cartoon Young Justice world, but this one is really special. The prose is exquisite, and it feels like reading an epic poem. Even though it’s kind of in the blurb it took me way too long to realize it was a Sandman crossover, but honestly you don’t really have to know anything about that. I’m also not usually a fan of ‘Tim Drake has magic AUs’ but again, I can read anything if it’s executed well, and this writer executes basically everything perfectly.

I Want it That Way (1990s Tim/Kon) by WynterSky (Series) - 140K words - Complete

On a field trip, Robin has a close encounter with the newest super in Metropolis, only to discover the hard way that Superboy secretly works for Lex Luthor. They agree to work together on a plan to free Superboy from Luthor’s hold, but Robin isn’t sure how far he can trust him—and his developing feelings only make things more complicated.

Note: Series says “not complete” but the series currently has 3 fics, which are all complete. Set int he 90s, which I think is perfect for superheroes. A lot of the mythos collapses with modern day technology. Fresh outta the test tube Kon is sort of held hostage by Lex Luthor, and young Tim realizes this and decides to save him. The 90’s setting is what MAKES this series something truly special.

buy back the secrets by sundiscus (Teen) 2024 - 90K words - Ongoing

He takes a long, slow breath. Ignores the glares from the other students. “Superboy,” he murmurs. “It’s me. If you’re listening, I could use some help.”

Or: 5 times Superboy saves Tim Drake, and one time Tim Drake saves Superboy.

Note: 1 chapter left! Don’t forget to leave a comment so we can let the author know how much we’re anticipating the last chapter. This is another love-square AU, I can’t help myself. In this one, they’re both skewed a bit younger, but they deal with the more heavy side of vigilantism.

Trust fall by Ididloveyou_once (Mature) 2021 - 22K words - Complete

‘Drake?’

Tim felt like he was choking. His throat was tight. He couldn’t swallow.

‘Damian?’ He managed.

Damian was… here. At Kent Farm. Dressed in the too-big Batman pajamas that Dick had bought him last Christmas as a joke. And- And-

Tim was wearing Kon’s t-shirt and his hair was messy and his lips were swollen and- He wasn’t ready for this- He wasn’t- He couldn’t-

How had he been so stupid?

Or: Tim comes out to Damian and prepares for the entire family to know by morning. It just so happens that Damian can keep a secret. Multiple, actually.

Note: Not usually a fan of Damian/Jon but I think this fic handles it well and is more of a puppy-crush than anything. This is a coming-out fic that deals in all those tropes, and I think handles it really well. Again, I’m not usually into the more fanon interpretation of Tim as a timid, neglected, anxiety-ridden wet cat, but this fic explores some insecurities without, I feel, straying too far from his actual characterization.

⭐️ First Kontact by Chiyana

Two years after a disastrous first encounter with an alien entity called Necros, Captain Tim Drake is given his first mission back in the field. The simple six-month exploration mission babysitting a group of LexCorp researchers goes abruptly downhill upon the discovery of a missing colony ship, landing Tim directly back into the horror that took him out of the field in the first place and leading him to his second first encounter with an alien race. Usually he's all for over-achieving, but even he finds this to be a bit excessive.

At least this time one of the aliens is more interested in him alive than dead.

Note: This may be my favorite fic I’ve ever read, like ever. This is a sci-fi au, where Tim is a captain, and the Kryptonians are space refugees after the destruction of their planet. The WORLD BUILDING is exquisite. I absolutely love Bart in this world. Also, despite the new world building, the explanation for Kon’s ostracism from the House of El is fantastic. This is one of those stories that has dug into my brain. Although, please mind the tags, it can be intense.

What happens in Vegas by Ididloveyou_once (Mature) 2022 - 92K words - Complete

57 missed calls.

Bart_ahhh tagged you and one other in a post

The Gazette (4 hours ago)

Bruce Wayne’s youngest eligible bachelor is off the market: Timothy Drake-Wayne eloped in Vegas [EXCLUSIVE pictures]

63 unread messag-

Tim jolted upright. His eyes scanned over the headline again. Timothy Drake-Wayne eloped… Timothy Drake-Wayne what?

And with who?

Or: Tim and Conner accidentally get married in Vegas and decide to stay that way until they can get quietly divorced. It’s simple. Except the Bats are detectives and the press is relentless and oh, Tim is hopelessly in love with his best frie- husband?

Note: classic accidentally married first, then fall in love. Obsessed with this fic, and the author has indicated it’s supposed to be a series, so I canNOT wait to see where this AU goes. Honestly Cassie is the most relatable person in this fic, because she totally believes that these two idiots would do something so ridiculous but what she can’t believe is the audacity to get spontaneously married on her birthday.

[keenzinemugstudent]

Superman x Witch black reader ft Superboy! Our Future part 2!

The league finds out about what's going on and you get to know Conner a bit

//In the batcave//

"What the hell do you mean Superman and Y/H/N had a kid?!"

Aquaman yelled starring at at Bruce, Diana looks shocked and Victor just looked confused not that we could blame them Connor just stands there awkwardly.

"It's just as I said Arthur... Superman and Y/H/n have a son."

"From the future?!"

"Yes." Bruce says his tone annoyed Arthur let's out a laugh still not believing it.

"I mean I can see the resemblance but it's still hard too believe." Victor say in disbelief looking between Clark and Connor.

"It is quite shocking. Barry do you have something to do with this?" Diana turned to look at Barry who just shook his head.

"Nope! nope don't look at me I am just as surprised as everyone else in this room right now!" Barry says hands in the air. Superman just let out a tired sigh looking over at Conner who was trying not to look his way, this was obviously too much for the poor boy.

"How did Y/n took it?" Diana asks worried about her friends health.

"She's in the guest room she kind of fainted."

"She fainted?! Haha wish I could have been there to see that." Arthur kept making fun of the situation making Clark glare at him which got him to stop but still had a smirk on his face, Diana spoke again.

"Well what do you suggest Batman?"

"Until we find out what was the cause of Superboy being brought here until that he needs lay low out of sight."

"Which I'm guessing Superman and and Y/h/n will have something to do with that?"

"Of course."

"I think I better go check on her."

Conner speeds out the room going to check on you.

"Soooo does that mean Y/n is no longer up for grabs?"

Victor gives Arthur a irritated look.

"We just met the future child of two the strongest beings on earth and THAT'S what you're worried about right now?" Arthur just shrugged his shoulders.

"Hey! I was just asking my brothers been asking about her for months! Man this is going break his heart and I can't wait to see it!" Victor just shooks his head.

"You got issues man."

When you woke up you saw that you were in the guest room the door opens and walks in Alfred holding a cup of tea.

"I thought it would be best to bring you some tea miss Y/n to help calm your nerves."

You gave him a grateful smile taking the tea you loved Alfred he always knew that tea calmed your nerves which tasted great by the way.

"Thank you Alfred I definitely needed it."

"Of course ma'am, and if it is alright with you there is a great waiting outside the door."

You looked at him confused than you saw Conner peaking around the corner giving you a small wave.

"Hi..."

"Hey."

"I'll leave you too alone call me if you need anything miss Y/n." Alfred gives you a bow before walking out the door leaving you and Superboy alone together. And man was it awkward! Neither of you spoke he just stood there looking anywhere but your face and you just stared at him still trying to understand what to say to him? I mean what the hell am I supposed to say?! Thankfully he spoke with a nervous chuckle.

"I'm sorry this is just so weird."

"Tell me about it I mean it's not every day you meet a kid that claims to be your son. And from the future no less."

Kon-el walks over to sit in the chair next to you he really was a cute kid now that you got a better look at him he had your eyes, mouth and nose but everything else was definitely Clark.

"I know this is a lot to process right now and trust me I would not be here if it meant that I could be possibly messing up the timelines by revealing who i am but..."

He looks at the bed with a frowns.

"I had no choice."

"Well your here now we can't change that Kon-el."

You gently put your hand on top of his causing him to look up at you face to see a smile.

"So obviously I can't can't keep calling you by your Kryptonian name you mind telling me what your earth name is sweetie?" He looka up at you with a smile.

"Conner, Conner Kent."

"Conner Kent? Well than it's nice to meet you Conner."

You hold out your hand for him to shake but he just smiles ignoring your stretched out hand giving you a hug again but this time you were well prepared and hugged him back. It was odd but you already felt like you had to protect him even your magic knew that this child needs you it was hard to explain but it was a nice feeling.

"Ah your awake."

We turn to see Clark standing in the door way I feel my face get warm and look at the bed sheets Conner glances at me and has a small grin in his face.

"How are you feeling?"

"huh? Oh me? I'm good never been better!" Why in the hell were you stuttering?! He gives you a smile making your face get even more warm ugh this is ridiculous!

"Well that's good now that your up we can discuss what to do with Connor."

Great this already feels like a custody battle.

"Okay so what were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that maybe he stays with me? I know you have a roommate who isn't really found of men in the apartment." That made Conner turn his head at you confused.

"Oh no you don't have to worry about that I kicked them out they were bringing too much negative energy so I now have a spare room."

"So you'll be fine with me living with you?"

"Duh! Beside I could use the company especially with my future son!" You grin messing with his dark hair he gets flustered as Superman gives a low chuckle behind his hand, Conner moves away from you fixing his hair a pout on his face he was to cute.

"Alright alright can we go now? I really don't want to have Batman pointing a gun at me again."

That made me stare at him in horror.

"He held you at gun point!?!"

"Don't worry Conner he did something similar too me."

This time you looked at them both with horror already feeling your magic flare up in anger.

Bruce wants to keep testing your fucking patiences! I better not see his face for a while or it's sight!!

(In the batcave Batman let's out a sneeze Alfred gives him a box of tissues)

I finally was able to finish part 2 thank god I had to rewrite this multiple times cause I was trying to make it just right so I hope I did okay now to part 3 I don't know if I want it be with Superman/Clark to talk to Lois and try to figure out where they stand in their relationship now that Conner is a thing or have him talk to Martha and try to understand his feelings about you now that he knows he doesn't have a future with Lois hehe I love drama

Here's part 1

[wolfjackle-creates]

Bring Me Home Arc 2 Part 9

Time for another WIP Wednesday! Wasn't sure how much I'd get out today, but had a sudden burst of inspiration and so you've got a decent segment here. Hope you enjoy!

Story Summary: Tim and Danny are both neglected by parents who care more about their work than their families. They deal with this by spending too much time online and find each other playing MMORPGs. They keep up their friendship as Tim becomes Robin and Danny becomes Phantom and don't bother keeping secrets from each other.

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The first thing Tim and Conner did once on the ground was determine which streets were still intact enough for vehicles to drive on to set up transportation routes in and out of downtown.

“Superboy! Can you clear the road of glass and debris?”

“You’ve got it, Rob.”

Conner had barely started when a group of four ghosts noticed them and flew at them, batons raised. Tim shot them with his blaster. It pushed them away too far to use the thermos and he cursed under his breath.

“Keep going, Superboy!”

“This section is clear. Let’s go!”

Two overshadowed humans, one only a kid, started throwing debris at them and Tim dodged as he rushed towards them. Two quick blaster shots expelled the ghosts and this time Tim made sure to trap them in the thermos before they could get away.

The no-longer-overshadowed humans sat hard on the ground and held their heads.

“Are either of you hurt?” Tim asked as he looked around to make sure no other ghosts were going to attack.

“I— no, no. I’m fine,” said the older one, a hispanic woman in her late thirties in casual clothes. “Gabriella?”

Gabriella couldn’t have been more than ten. “I’m fine, Mama. What happened? Who’re you?” The last part was directed at Tim.

Tim hadn’t had to explain who he was in ages, but he smiled disarmingly. “I’m Robin. And the boy over there is my teammate Superboy. Phantom called us in to help with the invasion. We’re going to get you out of here, okay? But we need to get moving now. Can you do that?”

“Yes,” said the mother. “Come on Gabby. We’ve got to move quickly. Like racing your cousins.”

He and Conner fell into a rhythm. Conner would use TTK to clear several dozen yards of road while Tim would keep the ghosts away. All humans they rescued, up to ten now, were kept between the two of them to make it easier to keep an eye on them.

When not clearing the road, Conner would shoot at all ghosts with his weapon which had better range and a wider blast than Tim’s.

They’d managed to move about five blocks and this time, when Tim tried to use the thermos, nothing happened. He curse and grabbed the blaster to at least get it away from the people he was protecting. Turning on the mic on his Fenton Phone, he said “My thermos is no longer working. I’ve thirteen ghosts in it. Could it be full?”

“Shit,” came from Danny. “Must be. Um, B— er, Impulse. They can be emptied in the Fenton’s lab. Can you bring Robin’s thermos to the lab and back? I can’t get in with the shields up. I can give you instructions once you’re inside on how to do it.”

“Can do, Phantom,” replied Bart. “Location, Rob?”

Tim gave his location and seconds later Bart was in front of him. He handed over the thermos and Bart was gone so quickly he had to thank him over comms.

“Hey, Robin. I think my… The Fentons are near your location. They seem to be trying to hold the perimeter, so if you can get past them your people should be as safe as possible. Take a left on the next street and it’s just another two blocks.”

“Thanks, Phantom!”

Then Bart was back with his thermos. “All empty and ready to go!”

“You’re the best, Impulse!”

Bart saluted and was gone again.

“Superboy, we’re taking a left at the next intersection. The Fentons have a barricade set up and everyone should be relatively safe once we get past them.”

Sure enough, once they turned the corner, they could see the Fenton’s GAV and the flashing lights of emergency vehicles behind them. At the sight of safety, over half their humans began sprinting forward, heedless of debris in the street and running right past Conner.

Tim cursed under his breath as ghosts tried to rush the panicking people, and Tim was kept too busy shooting them away to be able to use the thermos as well. But then the Fenton’s saw them and added their own firepower to the mix. Everyone made it past the barricade.

Tim was the last to cross the barrier and found Conner already talking to some of the officers on scene.

“Robin, I’ve asked to speak to the police chief and head of EMS. We’ll accompany ambulances and firetrucks through the downtown area to help any who are trapped that Impulse and Wonder Girl haven’t already helped.”

“Excellent.” Tim turned the mic on his comm on again. “Impulse, Wonder Girl, report. How many have you found that need to be removed by ambulance?”

“Surprisingly, not that many,” replied Cassie. “We have five that we’ve found so far and Impulse has pretty much checked every building.”

“Anywhere you haven’t been able to get into?” asked Tim.

“There’s three banks, the backroom in a jewelry shop, and the back of a pharmacy. But the pharmacy gate was mesh and I couldn’t see anyone. No one replied when I shouted back to see if anyone needed help, either.”

“I’ll see if anyone has contact with those locations.”

Danny spoke up, “The portals closed by themselves five minutes ago. I’ll check them out.”

“Thanks, Phantom,” said Tim.

With impeccable timing, the police chief finally arrived just as Tim finished touching base with the rest of his team.

“We didn’t have a chance to send out a distress signal before communications were disrupted. How did you know to get here?”

Tim shrugged. “I’m friends with Phantom and he asked for help. Impulse and Wonder Girl have found five people too injured for them to safely evacuate. We’d like to get ambulances to their locations as soon as possible. We can probably keep two safe at a time.”

“Hmmm,” the chief looked over at the people Conner and Tim had already rescued. EMTs were checking them over and treating the minor injuries they’d received. “My men haven’t heard a single complain and the people you rescued speak highly of your skill. We’ll take you up on that, Robin. But if any of our people get hurt on your watch, it’ll be on your head.”

Tim couldn’t help but roll his eyes behind his mask, but he smiled the gala-smile his mom had drilled into him and said, “Yes, sir. You have my word we will keep everyone safe to the best of our abilities. Which is quite a lot.”

At that point, Jack Fenton came over. “Didn’t expect to see any superheroes in our little town! How’d you get a hold of our tech? Do you like it? Think the rest of the Justice League would be willing to put in an order or two?”

Tim turned the gala-smile on the man. “You must be Jack Fenton,” he said as if he’d never met him before. “I’m Robin and this is Superboy.”

Conner nodded, “Hello, Mr. Fenton. This tech is quite impressive. You’ve done good work.”

“We heard you were the best for ghost weapons,” said Tim, “so tried to stop by your house when we first came to town. But the invasion had already started and you were out here fighting already. Your son helped us find weapons that suited us. I hope that’s all right?”

Jack boomed a laugh. “That’s my boy! Of course it’s all right. Dan-o knows our inventions almost as well as Mads and I do.”

Maddie came over as well. “It’s great to see someone else use them. Let us know if there’s any improvements you’d recommend or anything that isn’t working out quite right.”

“Yes, ma’am,” said Tim. “They’ve been working great so far.”

“Oh, that’s so lovely to… DIE GHOST SCUM!” She turned away from him halfway through her sentence and shot a beam from a bazooka at a group of ghosts trying to sneak past the barricade.

Jack stared adoringly at her. “That’s my wife!” He returned to his own weapon.

The ambulances arrived minutes later and Conner and Tim spent the next hour evacuating the five injured victims.

As the night wore on and downtown fully evacuated and more ghosts trapped in the thermoses and sent back to the ghost zone, things got quieter. And around four in the morning, they decided it was safe enough to call it a night.

Phantom carried them back to his house invisibly and they changed in silence, too exhausted to say anything. Danny retreated to his own room so Sam and Tucker could make sure he’d wake up in time for school and the rest stayed in the guest room. Tim, Bart, and Cassie all managed to squeeze into the queen sized bed while Conner took the floor.

Tim was asleep nearly as soon as his head hit the pillow.

I'm not very good with action scenes. Have very little practice with them, honestly. So hopefully this doesn't come across too rushed! I hope to get better with them as I spend time in this fandom.

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Next

This takes place before the introduction of the Specter Deflector. I'm not sure if I've mentioned that in any notes yet. I think I have, but idk. So if you were wondering why Danny didn't just give everyone one of those, that's why.

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Setna Plays DAO

this post thread will be part 2! find all of part 1 here

session 8: last time we wrapped up saving Conner, and getting the Urn of Sacred Ashes quest. now first up, camp chats! going to readmore these posts now to avoid them getting too long, so details below the cut.

our bro Alistair first--my friend likes that he's funny, but also that you can be a little snarky to him and he just rolls his eyes and accepts it as a joke. he gives us the heartfelt "thank you for helping out Eamon's (and his) family" speech, since we went out of our way to save Connor. Setna remarks that she thinks at some point he may attempt getting romantic with us and we'll have to shoot him down--this is def a possibility though she hasn't taken too many of the overly nice and none of the flirty lines with him, so i'm actually not sure if that will trigger or not. Wynne's here now, so we chatted with her next, and i revealed the Age Conundrum--fwiw i think the bioware writers are just bad at math, she's clearly supposed to be around 70 not 50. i think the dates given in the tie in novels were just thrown out there with less thought. worth a chuckle though!

for tonight's adventuring, I took us on a detour from the main story to go get Shale. grabbed the control rod, skipped down to Honleath (triggering the cutscene with Howe, Loghain, and Anora confronting him--I pointed out after that Howe is voiced by Tim Curry and she's excited to see more of that later lol), fought through the town & insanely large community basement/wilhelm's lab. along the way i accidentally clicked morrigan and i guess she got a +1 approval somewhere because she asked us to search for the Grimoire, which we did in fact already pick up in the tower.

Agreed to go search for Amalia, lied to Kitty, STRUGGLED my way thru the damn tile puzzle, and sent Amalia running back to daddy while we took out Kitty. then finally out to wake up Shale with the correct password! fantastic news is my friend LOVES Shale (going to stick to "it" pronouns until the reveal bc i am trying SO hard not to slip up in person), specifically that it jokes to her and seems to like when she jokes back. we had a lot of follow up discussion about what exactly a golem is, at least with the current knowledge from the game. Shale agrees to come with us so it's back to camp!

first convo with Shale confirms Setna's love for it. next a round of basic gifts to get the gang warmed up to us a little more, which unlocks Morrigan's backstory dialogue about the stolen mirror Flemmeth smashed, and Wynne's nervous check-in on our thoughts about Abominations. Also triggers Alistair's asking to go visit Goldanna in Denerim, and she was annoyed that agreeing to this is less +approval than giving him a funny runestone we found. I tell her how beautiful Sten loves fancy paintings and she says "that makes sense" to which I go "what" and she refuses to elaborate. Zevran has no new dialogue for us and she threatens to turn him down if he asks for a date and sees me go 😭 at the thought. Then we go hand over Flemmeth's Grimoire to Morrigan, and have a chat about Morrigan's growth over the past sessions/how she's starting to open up, yay. she still feels most attached to her and Alistair, since they've been with us from the start, and have had the most chances to get to know them.

ended with just a couple codexes to read at the end of the night. decided next time we'll start the ashes quest, since Teagan asked and she doesn't like leaving things open ended... and i will quietly go off and check what levels things are there bc i usually save it for the end, uh oh

[magenta-somethings]

finally reading teen titans (2003) and

this struck me as odd, even knowing that geoff johns retcons kon's origin and makes genetics far more prominent. and so now i'm going to ramble about it.

superboy 94 definitely had themes of genetics going on, but who kon was genetically related to was not even in kon's top five issues/sources of internal conflict. even when his genetic sister killed his girlfriend, it's kind of just... moved on from (unless i'm forgetting something, which maybe; 100 issues is 100 issues and my memory isn't the best). the i'm-technically-related-to-my-girlfriend's-killer part, not the girlfriend dying part. kon was disappointed to learn his genetic donor was an evil scientist (not lex) in SB94 and that he wasn't actually made of superman's dna -- and later there was an arc that did have his genetic donor assert that his genetics have influenced kon -- but he never let it define him. it was never 'who he was'. superboy (child celebrity-superhero, a product as much as a person, not seen as a kid but also not seen as an adult, not even given a proper name until issue 57) was who he was, and that came with a whole host of issues that were unrelated to genetic angst.

however, i love trying to piece together different comic runs into coherency. and the more i think about it, the more i can understand how kon got here between SB94 #100 & TT03 #2. 'and right now -- it's all I have'. throughout SB94, kon lost found family after found family, home after home. by the end of the series, the only character aside from himself that was still around was superman. who then ends the series by taking him to the kent farm, where he has a new family and a new home and a new identity (conner kent) waiting. and while, pre-retcon, they weren't technically related, his dna had been shaped to be as close to superman as possible, and it's undeniable that (within the series) those genetics were a major part of their connection. from what i've seen so far, its definitely a major part of why ma & pa kent are so quick to accept him (though, with their history with random babies in their cornfields, they probably would have adopted him if he had no relation whatsoever). at the very least, his genetic similarities very much shape how the kents view him in relation to themselves and in relation to how he's a kent.

i could see how kon could look at that, and conclude it that it is his genetics which have and are earning him a place in the kent home. all his found families he managed to piece together -- not through genetics, but through friendship or, more often than not, by being valuable -- have fallen apart time and time again (hawaii, the ravers, cadmus, suicide slum, young justice). and maybe the problem with them was that there was no genetic link holding them together; maybe that was always the problem, the reason they weren't real families. (<- last sentence is a speculation on what kon's thoughts might be, to be clear; i don't think genetics is the decider of family, but genetics as true family is still very much a mainstream view (even more so in the 90s/00s) & i could see him internalising that)

'and right now -- it's all i have'. all the homes and families that weren't based on his genetics are gone. all he has now is the kents. if i was him, i would be afraid to lose it too. which maybe is why finding out 50% of him is evil scientist impacts him so much more. because he's began internalising that genetics are really important, actually, and are what secures him family, and will the kents still want him if his genetics aren't good (like their son) but bad (like their son's enemy)?

anyway, interested to keep reading & see if future evidence supports or undermines this understanding of kon

[burner002]

Could you write conner x daughter of hades. She has to comfort him about his nightmares about Luke after getting back from the Argo 2 mission.

ok so maybe i lied abt posting the mphfpc au first. also ?? was a bit confused w the ask but i made it work. reader is nico and hazel's sibling and yeah you'll figure it out. also i think it's more focused on reader than connor WAAAAHH sorry !! being a hades kid already has enough baggage so

wc: 1.8k words

contains: heavily hinted trauma/ptsd

You couldn't sleep. You just couldn't. Even with the warmth of another body pressing onto you, even with his boyish scent mixed with a hint of citrus, even with the assurance of every breath he took, and the breaths that tickled your side, you couldn't find it in you to want to sleep.

If you closed your eyes you'd see bloodshed and gnashing teeth and the flash of bronze. If you listened to anything other than your or his breathing you'd hear roars, of either the raging wind or the hordes of monsters in front of you, or the screams of your companions.

If you looked to the side you'd start picturing red eyes watching you through the window, hungrily waiting for you to let your guard down. If you looked to the other side you'd see your brother Nico's empty bed. You knew it was his, even though he hadn't left a trace.

You wondered how he was doing, but that made a lump grow in your throat and your eyes started to sting and something ugly burned in the pit of your stomach. Fuck! Why did you agree to go on that stupid quest anyway? Quest...no, it wasn't a quest. It was a mistake, that's what it was. A mistake that led you into being separated from your half-siblings—who knows where they are or what they're doing, definitely not you; or if they were still alive—no. No, you told yourself firmly. You would've felt it if it happened. And you have not felt anything. You refused to even entertain the thought.

Your mind started to cloud with worry. Even though you couldn't remember much, the feeling was still there. Nico's eyes genuinely looked like those of a cornered animal; it was the first time you'd ever seen him like that. And then after that, you were on the shores of Long Island, battered and bruised and barely coherent. It was a bad ambush and Nico had shadow traveled you back to camp.

You didn't want to think about him. Because you'd end up crying, and you didn't like crying. And you didn't want to end up crying about everything else, like the burden on your shoulders and possible survivor's guilt, the weight Nico and Hazel would be carrying right now, the responsibility, the lack of your siblings' whereabouts, the primordial deity Gaea waking up...

Fuck. You were spiraling again. In the literal sense of the word, your head wasn't spinning, but it did feel quite loud.

You bit your lip. It's here again.

You didn't want to move. You were afraid you'd explode if you did. Your fingertips tingled. Electricity tickled at the callouses, calling for the hilt of a blade, the surface of a stone to throw, the sinew of a bowstring, the shaft of a spear, even the trigger of a gun.

It's the bloodlust and jitters you'd been feeling these past few weeks, when traveling with Nico, defending the Argo II when attacks struck or yourself when you were out alone. And it didn't help much now, now that you were thinking about all these things and sleep deprived, dehydrated, hungry, and possibly delirious. You were afraid that if you got up and moved your body like how a puppeteer would work his marionette you wouldn't be satisfied with anything until you were able to destroy something completely.

The ugly feeling in your stomach was close to bubbling over the brim. You had parted your lips to sigh, but nothing came out. A jolt of horror went through you. Were you turning into a shadow?

You did the first thing you could do to ground yourself—squeeze Connor's arm which was draped over your body.

He grunted in his sleep and stirred, but didn't wake. You couldn't turn your head to look at him.

This time, when you sighed, you heard your shaky breath. That calmed you down a bit. But Connor moved again beside you, and this time you could hear a faint whisper come out of his mouth.

When you finally look over at him, he's clammy. Sweat is beading at his temples and his brows are furrowed. It takes you a second to snap out of it, a second and the feeling of his hand twitch against your midriff.

"No. I won't..." He's mumbling things, and you wonder whether you should wake him up or not. You've seen and heard of incidents where demigods are woken up in the middle of their nightmares and it springs them into action, triggering their battle skills and having them attack the person who woke them up. Then again, you weren't afraid of that happening with him.

Oh, so now you trusted him enough to think that he wouldn't attack you on instinct?

But then again, no matter what happened when you woke him up, you'd forgive any reaction, violent or not. After all, you yourself stayed up to avoid your own bad dreams.

You didn't want to see him thrash around and you didn't want him to suffer in his dreams for any longer. And you didn't care if it risked your face to wake him up. So you give his arm a little shake.

He doesn't wake, so you do it harder. You use your voice this time. "Connor." It sounds hoarse. It breaks through the silence like a jagged blade.

He stirs again, and you can see his irises move under his eyelids. He blinks awake a few moments later, arms moving confusedly as if he was still, quite literally, half asleep.

When his gaze landed on you, he flinched, but then he realized it was you, so he turned away, embarrassed. Clapping a hand over his mouth, he almost fell off the bed, swinging his legs over the edge.

"I-I can't...oh, Y/N, I'm sorry, sweetie, shit, was I keeping you up?" He looks over his shoulder at you and you slowly shake your head, not sure how to respond to him.

"You were having a bad dream," You explained. "Did I do you a favor or...?"

Connor stayed silent. He put his elbows on his thighs and bent over, cradling his head in his hands. "I don't understand, I don't understand, why did he show up again, I thought—shit." He murmured a string of Greek curses.

Carefully, you scooted over to him. You put a shaking hand on his shoulder. "Do you...uhm..."

"It's...Luke." His voice was strained, like he forced himself to utter the name. The name of his older half-brother who taught him all the best tricks, taught him how to swim, showed him all the best hiding spots in camp, explained all the best ways to pickpocket someone, and also betrayed the camp years ago, becoming the vessel of Kronos, the god who took part in causing the Second Titan War.

You didn't really know much about him. But you could tell that he meant a lot to Connor and Travis. And you could only imagine their pain having to take over Cabin 11 for someone who now had gold eyes and was leading an army to his previous (and their) home.

Connor was shaking his head, and you awkwardly rubbed his shoulder. "I don't want him to come back, I thought I was done with that. He's dead," he said loudly, and for a second you thought he was telling it to himself and not you.

"Gods, I don't want him to come back. I miss him, yeah, no shit, but I don't want him back, I have my own big brother—"

"One that isn't a douchebag, yeah," You blurted out without thinking. You were too groggy to care about his reaction, but to your great surprise, his shoulders trembled with a small laugh.

He sighed and turned to face you. His bottom lip looked red and bitten, the skin punctured, and there were marks on his forehead where he must've dug his nails into. But he was smiling softly, with trembling lips. Smiling like you were the only thing that mattered to him at that moment.

He opened his arms, and when you didn't move closer, remaining curled up on the other edge of the bed like that, he was the one who scooted over, attaching himself to your body as a source of comfort.

He heaved a sigh and murmured something you couldn't understand, but you followed his lead and wrapped an arm around him, too. You would never get over how warm he was, especially in contrast to how naturally cold you were.

Eventually you ended up with both your arms around him, one hand in his hair, the other patting his back. You trusted yourself enough to finally close your eyes. The darkness wasn't so bad when you could feel Connor in your embrace.

You could still feel his brows which were knit together, his tense shoulders and his pursed lips. And yet you were willing to hold him like this until he was all better.

"I'm here," you whispered. "It's alright. It was just a dream. Luke is..." You paused, running your hand through his hair. You were never good with words. "He's not here. He's never coming back anymore, you're safe." Your breath almost got caught in your throat. In the general sense, that was an obvious lie, but you hoped he understood what you meant.

"It's just me, Connor. It's okay."

You felt him bite his lip again, but then eventually he released his balled fists and hugged you back, finally relaxing. The both of you adjusted so you were leaning against pillows propped up, and when Connor finally sat up from pressing his face into you there were lines on his face and he was a bit flushed.

You stared at him, taking in his features and his slight frown. "Are...you okay?" You asked tentatively. He nodded, looking down. You could see his eyelashes were wet. His breath still trembled, but only for a moment. The best you could do was give him a supportive squeeze.

"Thanks." There was a rustle as he pulled the blanket over the both of you, getting back into a comfortable position. "Thank you, for...yeah. I'll try not to think about it." He leaned on the wall and laced his fingers through yours, sighing against your neck. "What would I do without you?"

When you didn't answer, unsure of what to respond with, he chuckled lightly and kissed your cheek. "It's a rhetorical question. I love you."

[dem0nguy]

PART 2.2 THE ELECTRIC BOOGALOO‼️‼️

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9/23/19 - Part 2

Despite the… unique, events that took place this morning. I was still hopeful that this would be a great first day of middle school! Though for once, my brother did not.

Conner had been as ecstatic as I was about entering 6th grade. But now I watch him practically shaking with anxiety. Sat beside me in the back seat of our dad’s car, he fidgets with the bracelet on his wrist.

I look down at my bracelet. I didn’t really observe it too much before, but I notice a sort of indent on the side. A small divot in the cold black rock. It almost looked like a switch or button, but I wasn’t going to mess with it. At least, not right now… Good plan past me, very good plan.

Me and Conner got out of the car and waved our dad goodbye, then turned to stare at the giant concrete building before us. We’d been here once, for a sort of “walk your schedule” night. But it was still intimidating to think that right in front of me was so much potential. (In turn, it gave me so much anxiety.) Jeez, I was this anxious when I was twelve?? Makes me wonder how I made it to seventeen.

The two of us entered through the large reinforced doors of the school, into a crowded hall filled with one too many students. I share a look with my brother, before I take my schedule out.

We didn’t have first period together, the both of us knew that. But we do have math and history together later in the day.

I glance back at Conner, who took a deep breath, regaining his composure. “Adam, we better find answers to this.” He whispers, “Because I don’t think I can live every day normally knowing that one potential slip up could actually just ruin me forever.”

I couldn’t help but giggle at him, he’s always had this notion that he’d be super popular in middle school. I wouldn’t doubt it if he did become popular, he’s very talkative. But the goal was just a little silly to me. We have a small group of good friends, what more do we really need? Water, kielbasa pasta, steak, chicken—I’m just hungry again…

“Adam this is serious!” Conner exclaims, going back to fidgeting with the bracelet. “What if someone finds out? We’d be the school freaks!”

“Conner as long as we keep the bracelets on we’ll be fine.”

“I don’t trust these things, I don’t know what they are or what we even are.” He stops to think for a moment, “We need to find Mr. G as soon as possible.”

I nod in agreement, “Yes, but first we need to get to class and stuff.”

“Class isn’t important Adam. We are literal supernatural entities! And we need ANSWERS.” Conner whisper-yells. I’m surprised Conner didn’t just tell the whole school himself, with how loud he is all the time.

“We’ll be fine Conner.” I pat him on the shoulder, “We both have him fourth period right before lunch, we can stay after class and ask questions then.”

Conner huffs, as though he still wanted to disagree with me. “Fine.” He says, “But if someone finds out I’m a supernatural creature they’re gonna figure out you are too.” He starts off down the hall ahead of me, I shake my head.

Conner was always one for dramatizing things. Though, this is a pretty dramatic situation… Well, it isn’t immediately endangering. It’s just weird, really weird. Honestly I’m getting a headache just thinking about it. But it could also be cool, in an odd-dramatically-weird kinda way. I mean, supernatural means superpowers right? So what if we have superpow—

An obnoxiously loud bell goes off. Right, class, first day of school. I look down at my schedule again, science. Room 1703. I hope that’s close by… It was not close by.

My first three classes were boring as hell, I expected at least science to be interesting! But the teacher sounded like he was half asleep the whole time. At the very least I shared that class with Brice, one of me and Conner’s friends.

English I shared with Lily, my best friend. But it wasn’t the most interesting either. Math was especially boring, I don’t like math. I got to see Conner, but we were sat on opposite sides of the room. I still don’t like math.

Now, history is where things get interesting. Mr. G, our teacher, seems like a nice guy overall. He has graying light-brown hair, sea-green eyes, pale skin, and a kind smile. He wears a forest green jacket over a burgundy sweater-vest, and that over a white button up. (Part of me wonders how he doesn’t overheat) He also wears dark blue pants, with very professional looking black shoes. Well, I know how he doesn’t overheat now…

Despite any notions I had about him, he ended up teaching us some super interesting stuff! He said most of this year, we’d be learning about ancient cultures. Including what beings they worshiped, which intrigued me. If I’m a demon of sorts, that means demons and angels and stuff are real. So is there a god to accompany those creatures?

This would probably be the first of many questions I would ask him… Spoiler, there is no god. (If there is, he left to get the milk.)

After class ended, me and Conner hesitantly approached him. “Hey, uh, Mr. G?” Conner says, getting his attention.

He turns to face us, a welcoming grin on his face. “Hey you two! What do you need?”

Hell, are we actually doing this? What if Uncle Sam is wrong? What if Mr. G can’t help us? What if we do become frea— “We were wondering if you could help us with something.” Conner continues.

Mr. G nods slowly, “Alright, what is it?”

I share a nervous look with my twin. It seems neither of us have full confidence that Mr. G can help us.

“It’s uhm,” Conner hesitates, “A little complicated I guess…” He didn’t exaggerate for once! +5 points to you Conner.

“I’m sure I can understand.” Mr. G shrugs.

“We—uh, well we’re….” Conner struggles to find the words to explain our predicament.

“You’re nephalem.” Mr. G says.

“What?” I raise an eyebrow. I’ve never heard of whatever that is in my life. “And how did you—“

“Your Uncle sent you to me, right?”

Me and my brother nod.

“That’s how.” He chuckles kindly. “I can help you out, no worries.” Mr. G moves to a nearby bookshelf, shifting through it. Holy shit this makes so much sense now, I need to write this in my jour— oh wait I threw that one out. Fuck.

“Well uh, we had some questions first.” Conner asks. Mr. G hums in response, pulling down a book from the shelf, which he places on a nearby desk. “Ask away,” He says, flipping through pages of the book.

“Wh—“ “What’s a nephalem?” I interrupt Conner, he elbows me. I elbow him back.

“A nephalem is a creature made of both angelic and demonic energy. In turn, it shares traits of both angels and demons.” Mr. G frowns, closing the book and putting it back on the shelf.

“Demonic, energy?” Conner questions.

“Oh,” Mr. G turns to us. “You guys really don’t know anything do you?”

We shake our heads.

Mr. G sighs, rubbing his brow before readjusting his glasses. “I would’ve expected Sampson to at least tell you something… Well, no worries.” He clears his throat. “I can teach you everything you need to know.”

“Ok, but, how do you know all of this stuff?” Conner glares. He was rightfully suspicious y’know.

Mr. G shrugs. “I’m a cambion, a lesser cambion. But a cambion nonetheless.” Liar, liar, pants on fire. (I love that stupid rhyme.)

“What is a cambion??” Conner shouts, becoming visibly annoyed. He had every right to be, but perhaps it wasn’t the best idea to yell at the one person willing to help us… I beg to differ, you get em Conner.

Luckily, Mr. G was unbothered. “A cambion is a being that is half human, half demon. They have a lot less demonic energy than a demon does, and in place of it they have neutral energy.”

“So long story short,” I begin slowly, “You’re a demon?”

Mr. G nods, “As is your Uncle.”

Conner scoffs, “Our Uncle is a demon?”

“Cambion,” Mr. G corrects, “but as Adam stated. It’s essentially the same thing.”

And now I’m confused. In retrospect, it all made sense. The whole, demon-human logic or whatever. That’s not what confused me. What did, was how we could’ve gone our entire lives not knowing our Uncle was a demon?? I have so many questions, too many questions. I don’t even know where to start or what to do or, hell, maybe this is some sort of elaborate dream. I hope this is a dream because this is just too much and it’s way too weird—

Conner taps me on the shoulder. “You alright Adam?”

I nod quickly. I guess my anxiety was getting ahead of me. Ya think?

“I know this is a lot to take in.” Mr. G starts, as if he were reading my mind. Can he read my mind? Maybe it’s best not to think about that, wait, if he’s reading my mind he would say something about it right? Hey, Mr. G! You reading my mind? I’m thankful that there are few demons with telepathy.

“So I have a little gift to help you out.” Oh no not more gifts, this is worse than mind reading, what if it does something more crazy than those stupid necklaces?? Pftttt, those stupid necklaces? There’s so much more worse shit than those things.

Mr. G pulls a dusty book off his bookshelf, holding it out to us. The cover reads, “The Legend of Demons and Angels.” I take the book from him—surprisingly, it’s not heavy at all. Yk how past me was talking about superpowers earlier? Yeah. Super strength comes in handy.

“That book has most of the information you need to know,” Mr. G continues, “But if you have any other questions, I’m always available.” He smiles, it seems genuine. Again, really? Here we go: LIAR, LIAR PANTS ON FIRE.

I think I’m gonna like this teacher. No, no we are not. (Ok maybe for a little bit but I don’t wanna think about that.)

“Great! Thanks Mr. G.” Conner grabs my arm, pulling me towards the door. “Goodbye!” He drags us both into the hall, I jerk my arm from his grasp.

“Conner what was that for!?”

Conner scoffs, “I don’t trust him Adam. We go to get answers and we just get homework.” +3 points to Conner for trying to talk sense into past me.

I roll my eyes in turn, “You just don’t want to read.” Conner did just not want to read though… +3 points to me?

“I never said that—“

“It’s implied.” I interrupt him. “Besides, he’s giving us some answers. That’s better than what Uncle Sam did.”

Conner sighs dramatically. “Fine, let’s just get to lunch.” He turns, walking down the hall. I hesitate, there’s a lot to this. Probably way too much for me to fully comprehend, but there’s one thing I can do.

“Wait, Conner!”

Conner stops, turning around, “What?”

“Well,” I pause, “Are we going to tell Lily and Brice?”

“No!” Conner exclaims, “We aren’t telling anyone Adam. We can’t risk it.”

I sigh, “Alright.” Before following after him.

Hopefully Conner will warm up to telling them at some point. I can’t go very long without at least telling Lily about this, she’s my best friend. I tell her everything. Oh I remember this, oh yeah, that was a fun conversation…

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[itsjustafia]

Finally did my s4 part 1 rewatch and now I have thoughts/theories about Kory in part 2

So, it's seeming like Kory's blood is what the COB will be after.

At first I thought they needed her powers or just to kill her because she's powerful enough to foil their plans, but after paying attention to Lex's story this time it makes sense for it to possibly be her blood in particular that they're after.

Lex becomes terminally ill and starts using his foundation to find a cure. The first two episodes keep emphasizing that he went from just trying to cure himself to fighting death itself. He funds the building of the temple and a clinical trial (created by an Organization/COB member) that shows that a rare illness has the potential to be cured with a blood transfusion. But not from a regular human because it was described as a "chemical mixture". Which is why he tried to use Conner's blood/DNA. But that failed.

We find out he's been researching Kory too, for what seems like a year since that's when he became partners with the COB. So much so that he knows about what happened with Blackfire and the throne (still wondering why Kory never found that weird). And when the two of them meet, Lex wants to be her friend and expresses eagerness to know more about her history, planet, and powers.

After failing with Conner's DNA, his next move was more than likely to use Kory's since she's fully alien.

Looking at the storybook again, there's an emphasis on the blood from Kory's neck. And there are hands reaching to grab her. (She's also glowing from her powers which I didn't notice before so maybe this is where she overuses them and gets hurt?)

The women in episodes 1 and 2 had the same thing happen to them, so I assumed it was just the way they would attempt to kill Kory too. But looking at the entirety of part 1, blood is used as a "power source" in a way.

Sebastian needed to drink from and bathe in blood for his transformation into Brother Blood. He also drank MM's blood to ease the pain of his transition prior to the ritual.

And going based off what Lex told Conner about the COB having more extreme plans, Brother Blood needing Kory's blood to reach a state of immortality, or something close to it where he's just unbeatable, to further those plans is what I'm thinking could happen.

Then there's the fact that Kory's picture comes before the rest of the Titans. Which we all pretty much concluded that whatever they likely do to Kory eventually ends with everyone dying because they can't stop Brother Blood.

Gina's death also could be some foreshadowing for what happens to Kory. MM couldn't figure out where Sebastian was being held until she made the sacrifice. And once again the emphasis on needing blood was shown. It wasn't until Gina's blood was poured into the table that she was able to travel to Elko's and reach Sebastian. And it seems that Mother Mayhem got stronger from the sacrifice too because Kory had previously been able to hold her own against her during their first fight, but this time she wass knocked down.

So I say all of this to say...

Kory's blood seems like it'll be important.

Either Brother Blood will need consume it to become stronger/possibly immortal. If this ends up happening, I'm wondering if that'll mean that Kory is somewhat immortal too (which is the thought that started this whole theory). Or, second option, her blood will need to be poured into that table to make something terrible happen.

But Gina and Mother Mayhem's conversation about changing their fate is probably why all of this won't end up happening. I think Sebastian will remember that Kory spared him and he'll do the same for her. And that's also why I think MM will kill Sebastian at the end of all of this. Because she waited over two decades for him to become BB and if he fails her I think she'll be angry and ashamed of that.

Anyway... I'm probably wrong about this but it's fun to theorize 🙃

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

Young Justice: Phantoms takes place almost ten years after the events of Season one episodes one and two (it'll be exactly ten years when they hit July 5th).

The two parter series intro had Robin, Aqualad and Kid Flash finding and rescuing Superboy from Cadmus and then forming together to make the Team™. "The four of us started this team" - Dick Grayson.

I think that the show runners will deliberately include callbacks to Season 1, episode 1&2 in this season to emphasize how far the characters have come.

It seems rather fitting, doesn't it?

Conner needs to be rescued again. Dick and Kaldur were shown in the teaser in the tower of Fate together. Given that Zatanna is trying to figure out Conner's situation it only makes sense that they would be on Conner's rescue mission.

Why just Dick and Kaldur? Well, we see Zatanna with and without the helmet of Fate on in the teaser. It makes sense to me that she started without it and then had to put it on later to perform the spell to transport Dick and Kaldur. Fate wouldn't let her leave as long as she was wearing the helmet.

Rocket seems to be in space, so unless she boom tubes she wouldn't be a part of Conner's rescue mission. (Although I suspect that she's following a non magic angle to figure out what's happening with Conner so she will still probably be involved)

M'gann isn't present. I'm assuming this is because no one wants to tell her until they are positive about what's going on. Likewise, they probably didn't tell Artemis because she just had a massive depressive episode over Conner and if they were wrong they'd reopen that wound.

So just Dick and Kaldur rescuing Conner then, right? Wrong.

Look I'm not sure how or why but I know Wally will be there come hell or high water. There's not a single doubt in my mind that he is alive and returning this season and this would be the absolute best time for him to come back.

So, with all that being said, here are some scenes from Season 1, episodes 1 and 2 that I would want to see paralleled:

So right off the bat this whole scene is gold. Kaldur, Wally and Dick disobeying direct orders with a loophole, Wally's ride or die attitude, Kaldur's little "they're all about Justice" line. It's amazing. I'm not sure who they'd be rebelling against in Phantoms (possibly the Legion?) but I want to see this scene paralleled.

These first two episodes do a great job of highlighting not only each character's flaws but also their limitations. Wally is impulsive and doesn't think before he talks. He struggles to run up walls and doesn't wait around for a plan. Dick doesn't take his team into account. He doesn't know how to communicate and assumes his team knows what the plan is already. He doesn't know when to stop and pushes the team way past their abilities, which ultimately gets them captured. Kaldur doesn't know how to lead. He knows that Dick and Wally are making mistakes and he knows what they should be doing but he doesn't assert himself. He protests and complains but does nothing to stop them. And last but not least, Conner is a ball of rage with so many issues I can't even count them.

I want to see how they've grown. I want to see them in this position again and see how they've conquered their flaws and pushed past them.

Conner in a pod. That's it. Just Conner in a pod.

They have to pose like this again! The four of them in this order exactly. Also Dick and Wally should high five (with or without the broken ribs)

These are just my thoughts/opinions/theories so feel free to add on any scenes that you think should be paralleled!

[dcmakeitpoly]

Hey friends! Here's part 2 of the Fics Recs reveal!

FICS

Series: Did You Miss Me (While You Were Looking For Yourself Out There) by SophiaCatherine [T, M, E, 4 works, 109829 words]

Ship: Barry Allen/Leonard Snart/Iris West

Anon's comment: This is one of my favorite Len gains powers from the Oculus fics. Barry and Iris helping him learn to master his powers moves their relationship along from frenemies to lovers and its really quite lovely to see happen.

here comes the sun by deasil, Periazhad [E, no warnings, 2529 words]

Ship: Apollo/Midnighter/John Constantine

Anon's comment: "This is the second fic of Apollo/Midnighter/Constantine (which is a rarepair!) ever but the first stand alone fic. It's technically porn without plot but it does set up the dynamic between the three of them beautifully and I wish to encourage everyone to explore this ship.

Also by deasil is most precious gold, which is more dialogue heavy and a better look into their possible relationship dynamic"

Lie Low by withthekeyisking [E, no warnings, 3511 words]

Ship: Apollo/Dick Grayson/Midnighter/Tiger

Daddy's Got You by B_Rated [E, no warnings, 5695 words]

Ship: Dick Grayson/Hal Jordan (Green Lantern)/Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson/Justice League

Home by UnknownUnseenUnheard [T, no warnings, 3030 words]

Ship: Bart Allen/Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent

Loving You (is a losing game) by withthekeyisking [Not rated, underage, 6183 words]

Ship: Dick Grayson/Eddie Hwang/Liu

Anon's comment: "brutal and painful and amazing and mindblowing"

It's a Fashion Statement by RenaRoo [G, no warnings, 1447 words]

Ship: Stephanie Brown/Cassandra Cain/Harper Row

A New Leaf by withthekeyisking [T, no warnings, 1284 words]

Ship: Dick Grayson/Hal Jordan (Green Lantern)/Oliver Queen

Anon's comment: Absolutely perfect!

Unexpected Development by nirejseki [E, underage, 19802 words]

Ship: Barry Allen/Mick Rory/Leonard Snart

Anon's comment: "Though unfinished, the fic is hilarious and thoughtful. It really fleshes out Mick and Len as rogues with hearts of gold, which Barry rather understandably finds attractive. There's also a great deal of fun taken in poking at Eobard's jealous possessiveness of being the Flash's greatest rival. I think this was the fic that convinced me that, given enough time around Barry, that Mick would figure out Barry was the Flash all on his own first."

[ao3feed-timkon]

Tim Possible: So The Drama

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Obik0uS

by DuckDrake

Tim has to find a date for the junior prom, and is horrified at the suggestion that he might miss out on a proper date with one of the `fanciable' guys because he spends too much time with his friend Kon. (yes this is the real description, I promise this isn't insanely corny.(lie))

or,

I remake Kim Possible: So the Drama but make it TimKon (I'm deranged)

Words: 12018, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of TimKon Fics

Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Superboy (Comics), Young Justice (Comics)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Tim Drake, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Bart Allen, Cissie King-Jones, Cassie Sandsmark, Selina Kyle, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown, Match (DCU), Lex Luthor, Rose Wilson

Relationships: Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne (minor)

Additional Tags: If this is not them then why do their names match?, Yes I made Bart the mole rat. We all know I’m right, so what if I kept Tim in the crop-top was I not supposed to?, Jealousy, Like Lots, Kon-El | Conner Kent Needs a Hug, Kon is a gonner for Tim, Sexy Tim Drake, They're so in love I want to throw up

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Obik0uS

[coleszzzworld]

Tittle-hot and cold.~Yandere atsumu miya x reader ~

They/them pronouns!

Summary- you go on a short vacation for a while , but your friend atsumu doesn’t like that you left …

(Also hey guys I’ve been inactive with my writing lately cause I’ve been very busy lol, and I’ve been un creative with my writing but I got some bangers coming y’all’s ways ;) also this song is literally something yandere astsumu would listen too🫶🏼)

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"atsumu please leave me alone ..." you say to yourself as your phone blows up with texts messages and calls from atsumu , you then roll over grabbing your phone off the nightstand, as you open it you rub the sleep out of your eyes , then you proceed to read the messages from him.

Atsumu🫶- where are ya y/n?

Atsumu🫶-seriously tell me

Atsumu🫶-you left and didn't tell me where you were going...

Atsumu🫶-why are ya ignoring me?:p

Atsumu🫶-yer literally looking at my messages, at least say something please...

"One missed call from atsumu🫶"

"Two missed calls from atsumu🫶"

"Three missed calls from atsumu🫶"

"What the actual fuck is wrong with this man?..." you say as you roll your eyes . He can be so nosey and over protective sometimes and at this point it's annoying.

You and atsumu has been best friends for 2 years . He never used to act like this until...he broke up with his girlfriend. Well actually...more like she broke up with him . Your Were there for him . He was….really broken...like a part of him died that day . Or maybe it was sanity that died that day….

You was stressed because of finals at school and your mom decided to take you and your family on a mini vacation nothing to big , just something to relax you. the hotel you and your family is staying at is about a few hours from your home.

You grab your phone reading the bizarre messages from atsumu again . Then you decide to respond

Y/n🫶-"atsumu... it's like 3:00 in the morning, I'm trying to sleep and enjoy this little vacation before finals at school.."

You lazily text as you Respond to his crazy ass messages.

Atsumu🫶-"now ya respond,? To late sugar I'm already here."

You roll your eyes obviously annoyed with his scaring tactics , you then decided to play into his act a bit

Y/n🫶-"ha,ha,ha... you know what ever your doing, isn't scaring me🫤, now if you don't mind your going on do not disturb, and I'm going to sleep🙄."

Atsumu🫶-

"Now…Which room are ya in? , actually nvm I'll find a different way...see ya soon sugar:)"

"What the fuck..."you say to your self as you sit up fast looking around the dark room . Then back to your phone responding once again.

Atsumu🫶-"lets play a game sugar!! Hmmm....let's play hot and cold !!!:) Look in your room where you think I'll be , if you win I won't kill your precious family.... If you don't ... I'll just take you , and I’ll think about not killing your family!:)"

Y/n🫶-"what the actual fuck is wrong with you?! , your seriously making me scared , I'll just call the cops on you ..."

You then look in the Conner of the room then you look down at your phone

Atsumu🫶-woah! So cold. Try again:)!

"Is this a j-joke.? How did he know I was looking in the Conner of the room?. This can't be possible..."you say to yourself as you slightly shake .

So many thoughts was running through your mind...you couldn't even think straight .

Atsumu🫶-"awww y/n don't be scared I'm not going to hurt you... You better keep playing or your family will die🤷🏼....and I know you want to call the cops or whatever, but they're not going to come , no matter how hard you try to convince em ... they won't believe you:)!"

Your whole body goes numb. What. The . Fuck. You rush up looking at your phone then to the other Conner of the room next to the balcony you look back down to your phone

Atsumu🫶- cold .

You let out a shaky breathe, you look back then  getting out of bed trying to turn the lamp on next to your bed . You look at the wire connecting to the power outlet , it's cut.

"I- I, what the hell?. " you say as your whole body goes numb. You then walk to the hall of the front door using only your phone light you then look down slightly to your phone.

Atsumu🫶-"woah burning hot!"

You stumble back a little bit then you walk towards the front door gripping it then unlocking it you open it....And no one was there . Your body is like jello you can't feel anything. You hurry and close and lock the door. But before you could turn around...

"Sorry I lied too ya sugar....You where burning hot when you looked at the balcony. To bad you didn't notice me.. oh! Since ya played so good! I won't kill your family!!!"

Him. You heard him. Atsumu. He gripped your mouth before you could yell or scream for help he then Grabs you forcing you into a hug. Your so numb you can't feel anything.

"Please-let -me go!." You slightly get out of your mouth .

"Hmm , no sugar . Ya played the game so good!. Ya deserve the reward." He says as one hand grips your hips.

"See sugar, when that bitch broke up with me. Left me like I was nothing. It really hurt me. Then you. You came in and helped me during my bad times. Ya are really a bright light y/n! My bright light. You. Are . Mine. And when ya left with out telling me you were . I found ya location. Not too far from where i live!. Ya should really lock your balcony doors, ya would never know who would come in!" he says as he quickly pecks you on the lips.

"You will never leave me. Never. I love ya sugar."

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A/N: Soooo I might not update Saturday this week because I’ve been pretty slammed at work this week. If anyone would like to Beta read the next two parts of this series (Especially if you’re BIPOC) pls DM me. The next part I’m not so concerned about, but the part after. (Also need Beta readers for my original pieces!) 

* Your legs dangle beneath you as you continuously bump your head against the tree trunk hoping the contact will knock some sense into you

* It doesn’t even hurt, barley a tickle.

* You decided that the safest, and least embarrassing, place for you right now was up a 100 foot tall tree.

* You came here for some peace and quiet, to get away from everyone and sort out your thoughts

* Not that it matters since half the coven has been up here to talk to you

* Carlisle came first, though you’re betting he pulled the “dad” card so he could go first.

* “Lovely view.”

* “Hmm” you mumble

* He lets out a deep sigh, and you hate yourself for not making this easier for him.

* “So I heard that you and Edward had a .... romantic encounter.”

* You laugh

* “A romantic encounter,” you repeat, you look at Carlisle who mirrors your smile.

* “Edward does that too” He mumbles. Carlisle doesn’t miss the way you stiffen at the mention of his name.

* A long, deep sigh escapes him

* “I just want you to know that it’s fine,” He’s sitting far away from you on the branch, partially because of your powers and partially because he understands you want space.

* “You’re two healthy vampires and I understand you have needs-“

* “Oh my god Carlisle please don’t tell me you’re giving me “the talk” right now on a tree branch” you’re mortified but you’re laughing

* “I just want you to know that however you choose to proceed, I love and support you.”

* And then Carlisle does something he hasn’t done in a decade,

* he inches closer, breaking into your personal bubble and gives you a kiss on the forehead and a pat on your shoulder

* You smile after he leaps down and runs back to the house

* He hasn’t done something like that since he found you in Volterra, newly turned and asking to die.

* Truly a compassionate man.

* Rosalie’s the next one, she actually calls your attention from the ground

* “I brought you some blood in case you’re hungry” she shouts, holding up a thermos with what you assume is blood.

* You sigh, it looks like you won’t be getting much space

* She leaves just as much space as Carlisle when she sits by you on the branch

* “Nice view up here huh?” She even cups a hand over her eyes to see further

* This family and small talk

* “Do you want to talk about it?” She finally asks after a long moment of silence.

* You shake your head

* “Not really” she nods, lacing her fingers together on her lap. There’s another long moment of silence

* “Does everyone know?” She raises an eyebrow and you clarify 

*“That Edward felt that way I mean.”

* Rosalie gives you a smirk that basically says, ‘I thought you didn’t want to talk about it’, but she doesn’t tease you any further. 

*She lets out a long sigh and looks down to her hands

* “Remember that time you came to our house for the first time to play monopoly?” 

*You nod. 

*“Most of us pieced it together back then”

* You sigh, all the way since back then?

* It’s been over a decade.

* “Mostly because we usually don’t have board game nights, and Edward asked if we could so he could have an excuse to bring you over”

* That dork. 

*You can’t help but smile.

* Of course Edward saw how lonely you were in that house and decided to find an excuse to get you five other friends.

* Another long moment of silence passes

* “Look I- I know Edward is my brother and I would be thrilled if you guys got together-“ 

*she places her hand on top of yours.

* “But I want you to know that I love you, and if you decide that’s not what you want, then that’s okay.”

* Her eyes are so kind, she gives you a gentle smile.

* “No matter what you decide, I’ll still love you, you’re still my best friend-my (sister/brother).”

* You feel your eyes sting and you nod, you give her a weak smile and she sighs wrapping you in a hug.

* “I’ll come back later with more blood” she caresses your face before jumping down, running back to the house

* As soon as she’s out of sight you feel your branch bend down

* “Great view, you see any bears yet?” Emmett asks and you sigh, swirling the cap of your thermos off

* “Care for a drink Emmett?”

* “Well don’t mind if I do”

* Out of all of them, you think you like Emmett’s interaction the best

* He doesn’t talk about Edward, just makes conversation with you like nothing is wrong, like you’re staying up this tree like a stranded cat because it’s fun

* “I heard you kissed a bunch of people at the party” you groan and put your face in your hands

* “I was drinking, I guess I drank too much, and made some questionable decision.”

* He grins and pats your shoulder

* “It’s not that big of a deal, we’ve all been there. Besides I thought it was pretty bad ass.”

* You smile, of course he would.

* Emmett doesn’t sit far away from you like the others, he sits beside you and swings his arm over your shoulder bringing you into a hug.

* “Don’t stress out about things too much up here, and when you’re ready don’t be embarrassed to come home.” He plants a kiss in your hair before swooping down

* That’s your big brother for you

* It’s not more than ten minutes until you feel the branch away again

* “Oh my god, can’t I have just a minute-“ the words die in your throat when you turn to see who’s sitting next to you.

* “Oh, hey Edward.”

* He’s sitting just as far as Carlisle and Rosalie were, if not further, he offers you a brief smile.

* A long moment of silence fills the air and you gulp

* “It’s a real nice view huh?” You say,

* oh geez now you’re the one talking about the view

* “Yeah it’s beautiful.” Edward’s not looking at the view, he’s looking at you, and the implication makes you even more flustered than you are.

* You watch Edward, he’s so happy he’s glowing. Every few seconds a smile will creep onto his face only for him to force it into a frown, only for it to twitch back into a smile again. 

* You laugh.

* “You’re doing that thing where you can’t hide how happy you are.” 

* Edward openly grins once you say that.

* “You’re happy too, I can feel it all the way from here.” He says holding a hand out.

* Ah your powers are leaking through

* Looks Rosalie and Carlisle just wanted to look serious when they were here

* “Of course I’m happy” 

* He told you he loved you, how could you not be happy?

* He basically confirmed your wildest wishes and hopes.

* This is the happiest you’ve ever been

* “I don’t understand why you’re sitting up here honestly,” he shakes his head boyish smile curling onto his face as his eyes stay focused on the horizon. “I know you feel the same way as I do”

* He’s right, you do feel the same as him.

* Maybe for just as long as he has, you’ve just been holding yourself back because you thought he would never have those feelings for you

* Because you’re not the one who’s going to make him the happiest he could possibly be

* “Look Edward, I think you could do so much-“

* “Is this about Bella?” He interrupts, a bitter laugh when you remain silent. “Why do you think I would ever love her?”

* “The way you look at her-“

* “I don’t get that either, you talked about that last night too, I’m not sure what you’re seeing but the look I give her is of minimal tolerance.”

* ...

* Wait

* What

* “Oh cut the crap Edward, I saw the way you guys looked at each other on the stairway”

* “What stairway?” 

*Is he trying to play dumb? Because honestly- you’re a little convinced with that confused puppy look he’s giving you

* “At Conner’s party, you guys were talking at the stairwell, you looked at her like she was telling you all of the universe’s secrets.”

* He looks embarrassed, a hand tangling in his hair. 

* “Um- about that-”

* You caught the criminal red handed. He might like you, but he likes her too doesn’t he. Well he’s probably entranced by that scent of hers, no doubt he’ll forget all about you-

* “We were talking about you.” 

* ....

* (Y/N). Exe is broken

*  “While you were gone, we both came to an agreement to set our differences aside for you-”

* Why would they go that far for you, it’s not like you care-

* You remember the vitamins

* Going out of your way to include her in things, 

* Driving her home even when any normal person would have just ignored the whole thing

* Oh my god, you’re Bella’s best friend

* And even worse, everyone probably thinks she’s your best friend too. 

* (Y/N). Exe is broken

* “Don’t misunderstand for a second, I still find her absolutely repulsive, and whatever haze she’s got over the school is absolutely perplexing-”

* “But what about the carnation?” you interrupt.

* She’s the only one he bought a carnation for.

* “What carnation?”

* “The carnation you bought her on Valentine’s Day!” 

* Sure one carnation isn’t anything compared to the bouquet he bought you, but it had to mean something

* “I didn’t buy anyone any carnations.” He tells you, his eyebrows threading together

* Oh f*ck

* f*ck *f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck *f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck *f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck

* You bought Bella that carnation.

* You bought all of your friends carnations, light red ones for friendship

* “Were you jealous because you thought I bought her flowers and not you?” 

*A mischievous grin arch’s onto his mouth and you hide your face in your hands 

*“You were, weren’t you? That’s adorable.”

* The criminal is teasing you, only this time you can’t complain because it’s rightly deserved

* “But- then what were you talking at the lockers about?”

* Edward’s face pinches into a look of disgust.

* “She came by to rub in my face how you had given us both the same colored carnations”

* “Wait-Bella knows you felt this way about me?”

* He laughs

* “(Y/N/N), I’m pretty sure everyone knows I love you.”

* Everyone but you apparently

* Was it really all in your head?

* Edward has loved you this entire time and you just...never noticed?

* “Honestly, I love you (Y/N), but sometimes you get fixated on these ideas for no logical reason-“

* Oh there’s a logical reason alright

* “-like what possible reason could there be for me to love a human like Bella? It’s just comple-“

* “Because you’re supposed to Edward!” 

* It’s the straw that finally broke the camels back.

* You tell him everything, about everything that happened in the books.

* Him falling in love with Bella, killing James, leaving her in new moon, the werewolves, the newborn army led by Victoria, their marriage and Bella’s pregnancy

* You frame it like you had a prophetic dream the night you turned, which is probably the closest way you can explain what happened without looking insane.

* Not that Edward would mind, he would probably get the best recommendation from Carlisle for a mental health institute and happily visit you three times a week with flowers and other gifts. 

* You both sit in silence after you finish telling him everything, the only sound the gentle whistle of the wind.

* “So what?”

* He asks, shrugging his shoulders and looking at you like you just told him a tv show he doesn’t like is getting cancelled

* You scoff in disbelief

* “ So what? Edward she’s your soul mate!”

* “You’re my soul mate” he says plainly, he’s inched closer to you this entire time, and now his thigh is only a flew inches away from your own.

* You feel embarrassed at his words, how can he say that so easily? 

*You’re still not even sure soul mates exist.

* Noticing you embarrassment he places his hand on top of yours, intertwining your fingers

* The contact makes butterflies erupt in your stomach.

* “I understand that you think that story is the one I want,” he says it slowly. 

* “But there’s already so many thing that are different.”

* He’s right things have changed, you know that.

* “Besides I don’t think I’m the one Bella has a crush on” he gives you a meaningful look and your eyebrows thread together.

* Wait what’s that supposed to mean

* “This world is different than the one you saw.” He squeezes your hand, and you sigh, 

* It’s different because of you.

* He should have had all those things. If it weren’t for you he would have had all those things

* “Edward she can give you a baby, a real baby that’s yours!”

* There’s only one common thread for all the vampires you’ve seen that still hunger for their humanity

* They all want a child.

* What Edward is getting, it’s a miracle. A Hail Mary. The odds of something like this happening are one in one billion at best.

* He gets to have a baby, and the woman he loves. It’s a win-win.

* He sighs and squeezes your hand.

* “But I don’t want that.” He says it so bluntly, like it’s the simplest thing on earth. 

*Your brain stops working.

* Well that can’t be right

* “We’ve never talked about it, but I’ve never wanted children, not even when I was a boy and still human.”

* Wait Edward doesn’t want kids? 

* Your head snaps up to meet his eyes

* “I think to want to bring children into the world you have to be at peace with the world and with yourself. And I’ve never been able to have either of those things.” He shrugs, his legs swinging under him.

* “What you saw- I was probably just going along with whatever Bella wanted, but I don’t think I would genuinely want to raise a child in this world, especially not when I look like I’m seventeen for the rest of my life”

* That makes sense. 

*Edward’s always been sensitive about his age. He looks older than 17, probably because of the venom. 

*But he’s the youngest of all his siblings, you know deep down he can handle the vampirism,

* But he can’t handle being a child for all of eternity.

* “But even if I did want kids, I want an eternity with you even more.”

* He squeezes your hand and you squeeze back, gulping the burning in your throat

* Whether it’s from thirst or the overwhelming emotions you’re not sure

* “Okay.” You finally say after several long moment of silence 

* “Okay, you’ll be mine for eternity or...” 

* You slap him lightly on the chest and he barks laughing

* “Okay...we can... date.” You say it haltingly, carefully even.

* “Like humans” you add for good measure

* You expect a bit of protest from Edward, he’s been waiting for you for over a decade now, you can’t think of a man alive who would be alright with just dating.

* But Edward smiles like you just agreed to marry him. He puts a hand on your face, and caresses your cheek with his thumb.

* “Alright, we’ll date like humans do.”

* You’re still a little worried but you find yourself smiling when Edward presses his forehead against your own. 

* His lips meeting yours.

* “(Y/N) and Edward sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.” You tease when he pulls away and he laughs again

* “You’re the worst you know that?”

* “Yet you still love me,” you tease “you loooooove me, you waanaaaa spend eeeeternity with meeee.” You sing and he laughs.

* “Suddenly I’m regretting my decision to court you.” 

* You sit in silence for a second, enjoying his scent. 

* It feels safe here

* It feels like home

* “Are you ready to go inside?”

* You should, you feel a lot better now, but-

* You groan and bury your face in his shoulder.

* “It’s going to be so embarrassing, everyone’s going to know what happened and Emmett is never going to stop with the sex jokes”

* Edward just grins, he can’t believe after waiting for so long, you’re his now.

* It feels like a dream

* You’re right though, it’s is going to be super embarrassing going back home after this.

* He gets why you chose to wait it out in a tree

* “Yeah, let’s stay out here for a while longer.” He says wrapping his arms around you.

BONUS:

* Rosalie is peering out the window with gold opera glasses to her hand

* “Oh! He leaned in closer! I think he’s holding their hand”

* Alice groans beside her

* “No they’re just talking, they’re going to be doing that a lot”

* “What else do you see Alice?” Jasper asks from behind her, watching the tree you and Edward are sitting on intently

* “I’m not sure...it’s all changing really fast, in one they make up and go back to being friends,”

* Emmett groans from behind her, he can’t handle anymore yearning or weird sex talks with his brother

* “In another they push Edward of the branch and say: “oh why don’t you just go back to Bella you human lover””

* Rosalie shudders, well that’s not good

* Honestly she should have just told you Bella and Edward had come to an agreement to be civil around one another for your benefit while you were gone

* They basically bonded over how much they like you

* The carnation was probably just a sign of that truce, if it was even from him

* She’s got a feeling it was probably from you and you just forgot, but she didn’t want to embarrass you 

* Besides she figured it might be the final push you need to admit your feelings to him

* “They’re kissing! You guys they’re kissing!” Alice shrieks, and all of them turn their attention back to you

* Ah so you are

* “And so end the brooding chronicles” Jasper whispers and Rosalie hides a laugh

* “I would call them the yearning chronicles” Alice adds

* “Have you considered that maybe the reason they’re out there is because they want privacy?” Carlisle says without looking up from his open newspaper.

* The four of them shuffle awkwardly before walking away from the large window

* “You too Esme” Carlisle says

* Esme sighs, tucking her black opera glasses into her apron

* “Don’t blame me when we don’t have anything to say at the wedding when it comes time for a toast” she mumbles, walking back to the kitchen to finish her cookies

* “A wedding?”

* Queue Carlisle half sobbing half wheezing into his newspaper

* “Not one, but two kids leaving the family?”

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[augment-techs]

OTP Prompts: Trent/Cassidy/Devin (And adjustments to the questions accordingly)

What do others think of them dating?

Favorite family member of their lover? (Example: Lover 1 enjoys Lover 2’s mother the most)

How often are roadtrips?

Do they ever go swimming together?

Who steals the blankets?

What do others think of them dating? At first, many people in school and among the team of Rangers thought it was some kind of joke--or mass hallucination--but in the end they had to come out the other side and realize it was true: Trent had asked both Cassidy and Devin out for coffee and it had turned into something more.

Ethan is somewhat torn on feeling really happy for all of them and really...something...about how this only happened after he dated Cassidy. A really dark part of him that lives in the lower levels of his self-esteem wonders if this is either his fault, or his doing, or if he was good enough to change Cassidy so she could get two great guys or what? He won't say it out loud, but the complicated feelings remain. Kira feels awkward as hell. She was under the impression that Rangers--especially Sixths like Trent--usually found themselves in a relationship deeply embedded in the team. She had expected Red, Blue, Yellow, and White to end up in a poly relationship together; White finding his way into one that had very little to do with the Power or stopping monsters was...not exactly a letdown, as she still had Ethan and Conner after all, but...But. Conner is finding that the more the three are together, being soft and being rock solid at the same time, the more he can actually stand to be in a room with Cassidy without her being way too over the top; the more he can be assigned to partner with Devin and pick up that, yes, there is a brain in that head; the more Trent is finding more of a way to be more himself than he was before he turned evil. Whatever, as long as they're all happy and don't turn evil, he feels fine about it. Hayley is happy for all of them, because nine times out of ten, they end up at her café when Trent is ending his shift and the other two simply appear to make him take a seat, help clean off the tables and stuff for him, and end up just piled together on one of the larger love seats watching random online movies (all of which would suck if they were to pay even an iota of attention) and eating the baked goods Hayley would usually throw out or put in compost. They are adorable and she has ten pictures of them on her phone. Dr. Oliver does not know how to feel about it. He's happy that Trent is content and nothing is different among the team--if anything it's better--but Cassidy and Devin give him mad flashbacks to his own high school years and he has this awful, sinking feeling that he's either fucking something up in the present or he seriously fucked something up from the past. Sometimes he enters a couple of names in Google search to see how a certain duo are doing, and then he gets sad when he instantly remembers they're technically not a duo anymore as one is still on another planet and he has no idea what the other could possibly be doing; he never completes the search and just ends up keeping an eye on the three more than is strictly healthy.

Favorite family member of their lover? In perhaps one of life's little ironies--what with being possessed by a monster and trying to reimagine the world and turning his son into a pawn for evil and all the trauma and triggers that caused--Anton is the available favorite. Perhaps there's some confusion, but consider, for a moment, that Anton is not the worst person that tried to raise his child in this relationship. Perhaps consider that Cassidy and Devin are almost never at their own homes, spend all their time out and about Reefside trying to discover the identities of the Power Rangers, stumbling into things far beyond their ken, in the cybercafé, or at school. Consider that Cassidy's personality is the result of largely being ignored except in the instances where she's meant to succeed above her peer group, where she's highly attractive, but her words serve as barbs as sharp as Sleeping Beauty's tower briar to keep other people from getting too close, from touching her, from seeing her as she really is (scared). She's only ever dated Ethan, which didn't last, and has taken a really big chance dating her best friend and this sweet boy that has tragedy written in his blood (not once, but twice) and the locker rooms are still filled with presumptuous whispers that she's probably a huge slut--awful little echoes that her parents, especially her mother, imprinted on her when she got a prescription for birth control when she was twelve. Consider that when Devin isn't seen with Cassidy, he's off in the world of video game tournaments, and looking up at the clouds while stuck in his own head, observing nature and being genuinely considerate to other people. People know that his mother is an avid advocate for women's rights and kind of a walking cliché of 1970s feminist rhetoric; that his sister is a published author of children's books that has her own selling house and a newborn baby girl that Devin's mother dotes on incessantly, but there is no father to be found or mentioned even in their birth records. People do not know that Cassidy has used every trick in her arsenal to keep Devin's mother far away from school, the students, the teachers; because the woman refuses to consider that her son is a wonderful person who would break if anyone knew his Dead Name and shaming him about not having the "right" genitals has gotten Cassidy very close to being arrested after breaking the woman's jaw once. Consider that Trent figured these things out and after the whole shebang with his father turning back to normal--at least, as much as he ever shall be--and realizing he wanted the important people in his life to know each other, he asked Devin and Cassidy if it was alright to answer the questions Anton seemed just on the edge of asking so often when he saw them in his house before he went to sleep and sneaking out just as he was waking. Now, Anton is not perfect. Anton has made some colossal mistakes. Anton has fucked up a lot in his life. But Anton has also learned from his mistakes with his son, and is a scientist, and is not a bigot. All that he asks is that they use protection and to please, please, please tell him if they're having trouble at home; and if they're not comfortable, it's okay if they just show up and stay in the guest room. He gave them both keys.

How often are roadtrips? Eh. Technically the only one they've ever taken that can directly qualify as a road trip was the time Cassidy basically dared the other two to go to Angel Grove with her and do some anniversary interviews for Arrival Day. They borrowed Devin's mom's RV that had been in a garage storage unit since she'd burned her bra on Washington before she realized she needed a college degree and became a 90s cougar with the moral compass of a Bret Easton Ellis character. They had to clean the thing of dead insects and dust it and buy a mini fridge that actually worked, but they made it happen. And if they happened to take a detour here and there on their travels to park in the middle of nowhere to sleep under the stars, to unburden their souls, to fuck--well, that was the post-high school experience that Cassidy had actually been aiming for.

Do they ever go swimming together? Let's see. Cassidy and Devin both burn under direct sunlight like some medieval monsters the church warned villagers with pitchforks about in the summer daylight hours, and Trent can swim but not very well. Then again, if you define swimming together as going out to the creek near sundown and stripping down to their underwear to enjoy the perfect temperature of water and tide and just ogle each other like predators on the prowl, then...sure.

Who steals the blankets? Devin. Devin steals the blankets. They sleep as a unit so often that they have a system for it, though. Cassidy and Trent usually wait until their boy is too drowsy to complain or totally under, and then they make sure Cassidy is spooning Devin from behind, while Trent secures one end of the blankets under Cassidy before tucking himself in on the other side. It almost seems petty and juvenile in the light of day, but Devin's bony ass really does need the extra body heat. Even in California, the boy shivers and shakes at the slightest breeze and neither of his lovers like that at all.

[americancowgirl19]

Old Times

Summary: You find your purpose in hopes of easing your conscious. 

Warnings: angst, fluff, this is a part 2/sequel

Reader: Female Reader

Pairings: Dick Grayson x Reader

Word Count: 1,878

A/n: I thought I would tag you two since you mentioned you guys wanted a part two; @pleasestophoney​ @graysonswonder​

Masterlist - Part One (Eight Year)

Fuck whoever said knowing was the better choice. Knowing sucked and you wished that you were back to being in the dark about the things you’ve done. Sure, when you couldn’t remember your mind filled in the blanks for you. You would imagine what you had done. You’re imagination was far more merciful compared to the truth.

Your memories returned to you mainly at night, although you got flashes during the day if you were ‘lucky’. As time passed you became more and more aware of how dangerous and deadly you had become. In the last eight years, you were a merciless killing machine that made the Joker look like a fucking kitty cat.

The more you remembered the more you considered handing yourself over to the members of the League that wanted your head. You understood their need for revenge. Hell, if someone had done to you what you had done to them, you’d be demanding justice yourself.

You shared your father’s rule of no killing, at least you did before you were taken, but you knew you’d break that rule if someone killed anyone in your family. In fact, if you weren’t so scared of reverting into a mindless beast you would have torn the Joker apart for killing Jason. But you feared if you killed him, you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself.

“What’re you doing out here?” Dick questions groggily. You turn your head just enough to see him in your peripheral vision. You had been sitting on the balcony of your shared apartment in Bludhaven for a couple of hours now.

It was one of the rare nights Dick had come home early. Bludhaven was quiet thus prompting Dick to return home to you sooner than usual. Since your return a couple of months ago, Dick continued being Bludhaven’s Nightwing. 

You weren’t ready to join him as Nightshade. Although, that didn’t stop you from using your enhanced hearing to keep track of him. If he was in a trouble he couldn’t get out of, you could get to him within a minute. Luckily he hasn’t needed you yet. You doubted he would. He has survived eight years without you.

You felt guilty for not staying in bed with him. You only got him to yourself so often but you didn’t want to keep him up with your restlessness. He needed his sleep.

Dick joins you on the patio loveseat. He looks at you before sliding his arm around your waist. You shuffle as he pulls you onto his lap. His natural warmth engulfs you. You almost moan as you settle into his comforting embrace.

“I have the day off tomorrow,” Dick mutters, resting his head on yours. You hum snuggling closer to him.

“You have the day off or you’re taking the day off?” You wonder.

“Either way you’ve got me all day tomorrow... later today,” He corrects himself noticing that it’s technically early morning instead of late at night.

“You don’t have to take off work to babysit me,” You mumble.

“I don’t have to do anything but I want to spend the day with you tomorrow,” He tells you. Having grown up with his stubbornness, you let it go. “It’s gonna be a sunny day. I thought I’d take you to a market in the next town over,” A small smile comes to your lips. “Do you wanna try and get some more sleep?

“I was actually debating pouring a stiff drink,” You admit. “I’m gonna have to see if Wally will talk to me and give me some of that strong shit he drinks cause what you have tastes like water,” Dick scoffs.

“You used to get fucked off of three beers,” Dick mutters.

“Then I got super metabolism and cheap drinking went out the window,” You grumble. Dick kisses the crown of your head.

“I’ll give him a call,” He whisper. 

“Diana sent you an email while you were asleep,” You tell him. He hums questionably. “They’re making a memorial for the fallen... I wonder if they’ll ask me to be a guest speaker,” You snark sarcastically. Dicks grip around you tightens. “I guess they figured since I’m ‘back-to-normal’ there won’t be anymore mass superhero killings,” Your eyes become misty. “She was nice enough to put a list attachment,” You voice shakes. “Katherine, John, Oliver... Donna,” You clench your eyes as you slowly breakdown.

“Hey, hey, stop,” You shift to straddle his waste. You cling to him, your head falling into his neck. He pets the back of your head and rub circles into your back. “Shh, sweetheart, it’s alright,” You try to keep collected even though you’re falling apart. “Y/n, look at me.. Please, baby,” You reluctantly pull from his neck. He presses his head against yours. “Tell me what to do, how can I help?”

You didn’t know how to answer, so you just move your head back to the crook of his neck. His arms lock around you as tightly as he can hoping that he can hold you together.

How could you come to terms with what happened? It’s not like there’s a shrink that could be trusted with the information in your mind. It’s not like that many people knew what you were going through. You just wanted to be normal again.

When you calmed down, Dick continued to hold you tightly. You would sniffle here and there but other than that neither of you made any noise. When you slowly began to drift off, Dick stood from the loveseat. His hands held you securely to his chest as he carried you back to bed.

When you both laid down, you faced each other. There was hardly space between you but enough to look at each other. The light of the moon gave just enough light to be able to see prominent features of his face.

“It won’t be like this forever,” He promises, brushing his fingers across your cheek. Your eyes slowly begin to close.

“Do you think there’ll be an antique shop by the market tomorrow?” You wonder.

“I’m sure we can find one,” He whispers, tugging you to his chest. You snuggle close, lightly kissing his peck.

When the sun rose, neither of your were necessarily in a hurry to leave the comfort of the bed. It wasn’t until a little past noon did you two finally get up. You tried to be uplifting and happy as you went through the market but settled for content and not sobbingly falling apart.

You had nearly a half an hour of peaceful normalcy until you picked up on someone following you. You didn’t know if Dick noticed but you began directing him to a secluded alley. You were halfway down when you sensed something coming toward you.

Instinctively, you spun around and pushed Dick behind you. You hand flew up and caught the red arrow. Toward the end of the alley stood someone you used to get along with but now looked at you with murderous intent. You pushed Dick a good few feet away from you seconds before the arrow exploded. The explosion only singed parts of your outfit.

“Roy!” Dick snapped, glaring at the redhead. 

“Why do you get to walk away?” Roy snapped, gripping his bow. “You hunt us down and kill us for eight years.” He snarls.

“That wasn’t her, Roy” Dick tells him. “She didn’t have a choice,”

“How convenient for her,” Roy snaps. You cast your gaze to the ground in shame.

“What are you doing here Roy? What do you want?” Dick asks, standing with you shoulder-to-shoulder.

“I want justice,” Roy snaps. “You don’t get to slaughter people and just walk away,”

“It wasn’t her,” Dick growls, clenching his fists. “She wasn’t in control, she-”

“I’ll stand trial,” You cut Dick off. His head whips around to you. “The league will decide what happens,”

“They’ve already voted on what to do with you,” Dick reminds both you and Roy. “They know you weren’t in control. You’re just as much a victim as the others,” You look at Dick, your mind reeling.

“Then lets get the bastard that pulled my strings,” You say. You turn your head to Roy.

“They’ve already tried finding the ones that took you,” Roy says.

“Yeah, well they didn’t have me,” You tell him. “I have a better chance than anyone at finding them. You want justice? I want redemption. Let’s avenge those that died,” Roy stares at you, obviously intrigued with the idea. “I can’t do it alone, I’ll need help,”

“We’ll need a team,” Dick says. “Those we trust,” He emphasized. The last thing he wanted was someone convinced you were the problem and trying to kill you in your sleep. He would already have his hands full with the mission and keeping an eye on Roy.

“Have anyone in mind?” Roy tilts his head. 

“A few,” You mutter.

Within a couple of weeks, your team was put together. You convinced Conner to come so that you would have added muscle and someone strong enough to stand against you should the ones you’re going after rescramble your mind. Wally joined mainly to keep the mood lifted and tensions as low as possible. His naturally happy aurora would hopefully keep Roy from turning against you all and to keep him fighting with Dick. 

Plus him and Conner were your friends before all this happened and were the few that remained by your side after all these years.

The last to join was Jason. You added the Joker to the list of people you needed to take down. You wanted him because one, he’s your brother, and two, he’s willing to kill. He knew how to do what needed to be done and most of the people you were going after didn’t deserve a trial nor a second chance.

The six of you were a large and qualified team. You knew not to underestimate you opponent. You knew how to work together. And you all had a reason to fight.

For the first time you felt like you had a purpose, a true and righteous purpose.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” Dick, dressed in his Nightwing, costume questions stepping up to you. You smile, readjusting your mask.

It didn’t feel right to become Nightshade again. You weren’t that person anymore. You were someone else now. Tim redesigned your costume as you donned a new name.

“This is something I need to do,” You tell him. “I don’t know if it’ll settle the nightmares or ease the guilt but hopefully it’ll give others a sense of closure if we get them and prevent this from happening again,”

“Ok,” Dick mutters, nodding. “If this gets too much, step back and let us handle it,”

“Please,” You smirk. “Without me, you idiots would be running around like chickens without a head,” Dick smirks widely. “Don’t worry so much, baby, it’ll be like old times,” You wink kissing his cheek. The simple kiss isn’t enough for him. His arm instantly slings around your waist and pulls you against him.

Dick presses his lips against yours. You breathe slowly through your nose and lean against him.

“Just like old times,” He murmurs against your lips.