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really can't believe that there are Stephanie Brown haters. Like some people saw her and were like 'yup, that's the embodiment of all evil' and this is her.

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Reed: Anyone know how we can resolve this conflict? Everyone: *raise their hands* Reed: Without resorting to violence. Ben and Val: *lower their hands* Reed: Or childish name calling. Sue, Johnny, and Franklin: *lower their hands*

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Would Johnny storm still have an AOL email?? To me yes

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the way 'you're as beautiful as the day i lost you' applies to these two always hits me like a brick wall

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What really annoys me about fanon is the idea that Kon must be Superman's side-kick to match Robin. Neither Kon nor Kara (or Linda) were ever Clark's sidekicks, even as teenagers. They were just heroes affiliated with him duo to their familiar ties. They acted independently even if they could relay on him for support.

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Max and Bart may be THE father and son duo of all time...but Helen & Bart duo will always have a special place in my heart.

Helen knows what it feels like to grow without a father, she knows what it feels like to loose a family member and she and Bart can 100% bond over that.

Also I love how she's just as much fun and silly as Bart. She's obviously very mature, but she knows how to have fun too. Like that one time when she pretended to be an alien when introducing herself to Dr. Morlo or when she told Bart to get off video games just to play his game the second he leaves or her April Fools prank on Bart.

I really wish we had a special issue with those two bonding together.

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https://youtu.be/Um1QXweGGes?si=s6s8rzW9etm4O2yt

Dude this was just rude

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Hey this is a first for me so enjoy!

Zachary Zatara was knowledgeable in many things, sleight of hand, the occult, how to get gorgeous women after seeing his show back to his room. But He was absolutely at a loss with children, especially babies, specifically the wailing one in his arms. His baby, born from the goddess of magic and himself, he wasn't sure exactly what to do with her, you can't exactly give away a *gift* from the gods or you face their wraith for your *ungratefulness*. "Okay you were fed, spat up and had exactly two blown out diapers since this night started. I don't know what you want."

 He sounded desperate. Zachary was desperate to get the crying over with, he needed her to actually sleep so he could shower and get some himself, he skipped dinner all together and was wondering when the joy part of the joys of parenthood actually started. Gee he was sure grateful. 

He walked, bounced and rocked around the coffee table, the lullaby playing from the TV only seemed to irritate her more. "I am not singing baby, leave a man with less than three hours of sleep some sanity-" his attention jerked from the crying infant to his front door. 

"Woah, this place is a wreck, I wonder what kinda magic disaster went on here."

"You don't need to be Batman to figure that out." 

He gaped at them, the trio consisted of a tattooed ginger man with a gods awful trucker hat, a green man with  pointed ears and fangs, and alien warrior princess. "How'd you get into my house?" 

Kor'iander smiled. "Roy is great with locks, can we have a moment Zachary?"

"If you didn't notice I'm in the middle of something." He gestures slightly to the baby. "If any of you can stop this I'll help you with whatever you want."

"I got this, can i?" Roy asked before the child was placed gently into his arms, Patting her back softly and taking the remote, switching the song to something he could only describe as twinkle twinkle Little star but ran through a blender. She let out a small sound and miraculously she was quieted. "Aw there you go, you just had some gas didn't you?"

Zachary was staring at him speechless, he saw dark magic, demonic deals, but that was nothing short of a miracle. "H..how.."

"My Lian wasn't an easy burper and death metal always calmed her down enough to be burped. Looks like your girl here has the same problem." 

Baby curled peacefully in Arsenal's arms. Zachary felt a twinge of betrayal at that, he went to take her back but as soon as his fingers brushed her skin she whined and stirred, he found it best to leave her as is while hearing the titans out. "So what do the titans need from me now? One of the greatest magicians of his generation."

Garfield looked from his spot sitting on the arm of the couch. "You'd think a magician this good would just magic his dishes clean..anyways we got this magic box thing and rae isn't available, special mission with Nightwing and some of the others off world. Can we get you back to titans tower?"

Zachary didn't know if it was the lack of sleep, the hunger making him lightheaded, or the thought of just leaving his apartment with a greater purpose for the first time in a while, but he was liking this offer. "Give me five minutes to get ready." 

"sehtolc ym egnahc!" It was like a warm wave washing over him changing into his suit and top hat, he racked a hand through his hair a smirk settling on his lips. It felt good. "That was the easy part, getting her out of the house is another story." He nearly winced, the last time he brought her out for an extended time was not pleasant for either of them. 

He was prepared this time, grabbing a bag off the floor over his shoulder, Roy gently laid baby back into his arms causing her to whimper. He gently shushed, bouncing her.

Starfire smiled rubbing her nose to baby’s. The warmth glowed around the tamaranian like a halo. "What's the little one's name?" He could've sworn her voice took on a different tone just then, he couldn't place it but he knew it was edged with hurt. 

"Baby to be named later, she's been mostly referred to as baby, I thought I'd get to it when I got a clear head."

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One thing that will always make me think about is how young Dick was when he became an independent hero.

Like, when I first saw him as Nightwing, I was like 8, and I saw him becoming a hero on his own when he was like 17-19, and I thought he was great and already an adult and... No, absolutely not.

Now that I'm older than that, even that's not by much... I can only think that he was still a damn kid. He wasn't an adult, and yet everything that happened, just... omg.

Now, he's like 27 years old, and he still has more time as a hero than many, even people older than him.

It's just crazy, u know?

I think that's why I love fics where people are so baffled that Nightwing has been a hero for almost 20 years when he's not even 30 yet.

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Some more Jason please enjoy the crumbs

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sweetie.....

Green Lantern (1990)

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They took our bread and they're burning our circus. What do we do next