#Bludhaven exists in current continuity so...

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In honor of whatever Jewish holiday is close when you get to answering this (currently Passover), what's the deal with that Monolith guy?

This is only going to work once and it's still getting your position reset to the bottom of the answer list because it is CHEATING. I don't know the Jewish holidays but I DO know that Passover is one of, if not the most important one and considering how...well let's just say how things have been going for my Jewish friends out there on the wide interwebs I feel its important to let people know where I stand. Like the blog says, we support Jews here. Also if I do this no one is allowed to judge me for how many Yiddish words I drop into every piece I write. ANYWAY.

(A painting of the Monolith, showing it standing literal watch over Brooklyn. Not to scale) "The Monolith" is a Golem. Which...umm... Look, I'm not a Jewish mythological scholar. Jewish mysticism is a whole kettle of fish and the worst part about trying to make heads or tails of it is that a big chunk of the information offered online is from people who AREN'T Jewish trying to sell you a 12 week course on the Kabbalah to make your dick bigger or something. Assume I am taking this information directly from as trustworthy sources as I POSSIBLY can and if I say something horribly untoward then I ask that the righteous bricks through my window be limited to one. If you want to learn some Jewish history, look up Sam Aronow on Youtube and thank me later. To avoid another false start. The Monolith is a Golem, a creature formed usually out of clay and animated by Jewish mysticism to serve as guardian and protector for a local Jewish community. The most famous one is in Prague, the Golem known as the monolith was animated at some point in the mid 30s. Theories abound as to whom or why but during the weeks leading directly up to the Monolith's appearance the Brooklyn Jewish community had come under a rash of attacks from local bootleggers and mafiosos leaving many dead and multiple businesses up in flames when the community was in the depth of the Great Depression.

The Monolith was only originally active for a very short time before its prerogative to track down and halt those who would put Brooklyn's Jews and risks lead to it unleashing violent attacks on what were purported to be small time or nonviolent offenders. It vanishes from the historical record close to a year before the Crimson Avenger and the Sandman make the scene. Stories abound that just like the golems of other cities it is sealed away awaiting a time in which it is needed to defend the Jews of Brooklyn once again. It only reappears in the modern day where it is reported to have fought a demon underneath an old church near its old neighborhood, as well as teaming up with Batman to halt a series of arsonist attacks on Brooklyn's Muslims from an Islamophobic bigot calling himself The Incinerator. It also battles a creature of animated iron that people also call a Golem but I have no citation on that and helps break up a trafficking ring. It shows up for a very short time during the so called 'Battle for Bludhaven' after the dropping of Chemo decimated many of the city's lower income neighborhoods including its Jewish quarter. There it clashed with the government goon squad Freedom's Ring and assisted the modern Freedom Fighters in making sure the disaster didn't continue to spread helping to salvage the city as it still exists to this day. (Whether this is a good act depends on one's opinion on Bludhaven/s) Since then? Its most often cited around the NYCAT (New York Citizen's Assistance Team) Center in Brooklyn, a mutual assistance network for Brooklyn's lower class or homeless citizens. As is shocking to truly no one the last year or so of sightings have been it standing guard against or breaking up hamasnik mobs around synagogues, Jewish cultural centers and Hebrew schools because people DEEPLY suck. It's a hero that means a lot of things to a lot of people. Finding sources on it it was hard to not stumble into antisemetic corners who basically called it the second coming of Mongul just for existing because it will stand there for 30 minutes getting belted with bottles and only start shoving when the bottles start getting aimed at somebody else. This has been the pattern placed upon openly Jewish superheroes for the past year or more, where their every action is vilified because protecting Jewish communities is what they've always done. To that I respond the same I would respond to anyone who was complaining about an 'ethnic' superhero of any other kind: What the hell are you doing that a superhero whose purpose is to defeat threats to Jewish communities has suddenly become a problem for you? Why have you joined the same cohort as a literal demon and a terrorist lighting mosques on fire?

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Hello my friend!! You called for batfam prompts and I will happily deliver!! Ok here is one of the ideas that have been circulating around in my head: dick tickles damian pretty often and every time his excuse is something like 'this is just what big brothers do!' and so damian starts thinking that jason and tim are out to get him when they're literally just Existing. Not even Breathing in Damian's general direction. But Damian is Hypervigilant and finally cracks under the pressure and is like "JUST DO IT ALREADY" but jason and/or tim is like do what??? and damian explains that grayson said big brothers tickle little brothers (but in his own Damian way like "what, you don't think I can handle it?? You don't think I'm WORTHY?!?!?") and so jason/tim are like this has literally never crossed my mind but now that you've ASKED how could i not??? and damian gets flustered and wrecked by a Tickle Monster of His Own Creation.

ROSIE!!! as you can tell by the sheer wordcount on this fic, i was Obsessed with this idea skdjfhdsf Tickle Monsters Of Damian's Own Creation coming right up, my friend!!

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Little Brother Privilege

Fandom: Batfamily (no specific source material/continuity)

Ship(s): Gen!!! Platonic!! Familial!! No batcest here

Characters (lee/ler): Lee!Damian, Ler!Dick (briefly), Tim, and Jason

Word Count: 6974 words

Summary: 

Damian isn't quite sure why Todd and Drake have not made their attack yet, but he's not going to let his guard down until they do. He will not be made a fool of, even in brotherly contracts.

AKA, Damian gets tickled to pieces by two tickle monsters of his own creation.

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It was the third time that weekend alone. Damian kicked and scrambled and tried his hardest to get away, but Richard was bigger and stronger and could contort his body into the oddest of poses. His grip was near-impossible to escape. It was clear why Nightwing was such a feared and respected hero, even if those skills were currently being used to absolutely mortify Damian.

“Come on, Little D! I just need to hear a few of those giggles. I need something to tide me over for when I go back to Bludhaven!”

“I do not giggle,” Damian grunted before sealing his lips shut, trapping the condemning noise inside before he could prove Richard right.

“Sure you do! I just gotta get your giggle spot– which is riiiight here!”

Richard lowered a clawed hand to Damian’s stomach, digging his fingertips into all the correct pressure points to have Damian doubling over in a futile attempt at protection. Richard laughed above his head and twisted his hand ever-so-slightly, hitting that accursed “tickle spot” (as Richard called them) to the right of his navel. Damian swiftly lost the battle, his laughter bubbling out from between his lips in a horrendously childish display.

“There they are!” Richard crowed, doubling-down on his attack.

No matter which way Damian squirmed, Richard was easily able to follow. He bounced between Damian’s ticklish spots without rhyme or reason, drawing out surprised noises in between more of those horrendous giggles. He heard Richard cooing over his head and had the distinct urge to stab him, but he settled for jabbing an elbow hard back into Richard’s ribs. Not that it deterred him in any fashion. No, it just seemed to give him the idea to start crawling his other hand up Damian’s own ribs.

“You said– you said just a few!” Damian called out, his laughter garbling his words.

“Hm?”

“Just a few giggles!”

Richard laughed, slowing his attack. “Oh, alright, alright. I suppose that’ll have to be enough baby brother giggles to tide me over until my next visit.”

Damian scoffed. “I don’t delude myself into thinking you won’t attempt to attack me again before you leave.”

Richard grinned, wide and toothy. “Probably.”

Damian scowled – it was not a pout, no matter what his siblings said, it wasn’t his fault his cheeks were still plush with baby fat and puffed out when he frowned – and tried to get his clothing and hair back in order. “I do not understand why you insist on doing that so much.”

Richard scrubbed a hand on his head, ruining his attempts at straightening his hair. “You had fun – don’t deny it! You totally could have stabbed me if you weren’t.”

Damian said nothing. He kept scowling.

“Besides – that’s just what big brothers do! Tickle the snot out of their baby brothers.”

Forget stabbing. Damian was starting to feel the urge to bite. “I am not a baby.”

Richard tilted his head at him. “Jason’s my baby brother, too. Do you think he’s a baby?”

Damian tilted his head, considering, and it earned him another laugh from Richard. 

“Okay, maybe don’t answer that one. But – it’s just a way to have fun with your siblings, Damian. It’s alright to let loose and laugh and have a little fun here and there.” Richard’s grin turned mischievous as he raised two clawed hands. “Especially when the Tickle Monster’s involved.”

Damian would forever deny that he let Richard catch him. He just wasn’t able to gain enough speed to escape Richard’s game of chase, was all. He’d have to work on that in training later.

*     *     *

It’s just what big brother’s do! was a common insistence of Richard’s, every time Damian demanded an explanation for one of his (mortifyingly frequent) tickle attacks. There did seem to be some merit in the phrase. After all, Damian wasn’t Richard’s only target. Todd, Cain, Drake, Thomas, even Brown, and she wasn’t even related to them. Richard launched his surprise attacks against them all, tickling them to the floor and teasing them all the while. Todd did as well – pinning Drake or Brown to the training mats and tickling them until they tapped out or screamed loud enough that Father put an end to it. Cain was a bit harder to catch in the act, but he swore he saw her tickling the others at various times herself.

But the only one who targeted Damian was Richard himself (and sometimes Father – but he did not count, as he was not a “big brother” to any of them). Damian did not know why the others seemed disinclined to participate in this bonding activity with him. They seemed to engage with it plenty between each other, so why was Damian left out? Not that he wanted to be tickled, certainly not – it was humiliating. It would be remiss of him, however, to not participate in this so-called “family bonding.”

The only explanation Damian could come up with was that they were luring him into a false sense of security. They wanted his guard down, so that they could topple him with little resistance. Well, Damian wouldn’t let them get away with that. No – Damian would be ready, whenever they decided to strike. He would be hypervigilant, ready for their attack at any moment. He wouldn’t rest. He wouldn’t let his guard down. Todd and Drake would never make a fool out of him.

Except – well, the thing was, hypervigilance became tiring after a while. He grew weary of being on edge when around his brothers. With Richard he’d learned to know what to expect. Any playful moment – an unserious argument, a competition, a spar, anything – Richard had the possibility of taking advantage of. He didn’t know Todd and Drake’s habits surrounding this event, he didn’t know what to expect from them or when to expect it. As the days went on, the anticipation wreaked havoc on his nerves. Eventually, he couldn’t take it anymore.

Todd and Drake were having a pre-patrol spar in the Cave. Damian observed as he completed his own warm-ups on the mats nearby. He swore he could feel their eyes flickering in his direction and it took all of his hard-learned self-control to not fidget under their watch. Finally, after toying with him for nearly five minutes, Todd pinned Drake under his weight until he tapped out.

“Come on Baby Bat, you want a match?”

Damian’s guard immediately went up. The training mats – this is where many tickle attacks had taken place, from any number of his family members. Even Father was known to participate, if he was in a particularly playful mood.

“I suppose.”

Drake shifted himself to the sidelines as Damian took his place. He could feel Drake’s eyes burning through his back.

“Damian, are you injured?”

A false injury check – he’d seen Todd and Richard (and even, on rare occasion, Father) use that ploy on Drake more than enough times. With ribs as sensitive as that, it made him an easy target. Was that method now to be used on Damian?

“No,” Damian said firmly. “Why do you ask?”

“You’re just all,” Drake waved his hand in the air, gesturing to Damian’s form, “stiff.”

Todd’s stance shifted as he eyed Damian up and down. “The Bird’s right – you sure you’re not injured, kid?”

“I am in perfect physical condition. Are we going to spar or not?”

Todd raised his hands in surrender, backing into place across the mats. “Alright, alright. Timmers, you referee.”

Not the injury check, then. The spar was still in question. This may finally be the moment. Damian could begin to learn their patterns and perhaps finally relax in their presence again. He hated being so tense any time they visited.

Drake called for the match to start and Todd immediately lunged for him. Damian was put on the defensive, dodging and weaving between his attacks. He managed a few good hits, but despite his bulk, Todd was fast, and Damian always had to back off quickly. He knew he couldn’t take Todd head-on, the man was twice his height and three times his weight, so he needed a strategy. Without his belt or any of his gadgets, it would be a difficult victory.

Unfortunately, Drake had been correct – Damian was stiff. Not from injury, but hypervigilance. And it certainly had a poor effect on his focus in a spar. Every lunge, jab, swat, Damian was convinced it would connect with a ticklish area and Todd would proceed to pin him to the mats until he was red-faced and cackling. 

It only took one failed swerve for Todd to tackle him down to the mats and pin him. Damian held his breath, watching Todd with wide eyes. After a moment to make sure Damian wasn’t going to try and break the hold, he was released and Todd maneuvered off him, wiping the sweat from his brow. The dam burst.

“That’s it?” Damian blurted out, unable to stop himself.

Todd and Drake both turned to him, frowns and furrowed brows in place.

“Damian?” Drake said.

“I grow tired of these games! Just do it, already!”

For the second time that evening, Todd raised his hands in surrender. Drake’s confused expression melted into concern. The jittery feeling in Damian’s stomach did not abate.

“Do… what, exactly, Dami?” Jason spoke to him like he was a child – the same voice he used on the young street rats of Crime Alley to try and build trust and rapport.

“Do not patronize me, Todd, I am no fool. Grayson made the rules of this game quite clear to me. Do you find me unworthy in some way? Too weak for such things? What is it?”

“Whoa – Damian, hold on,” Drake sat down on the mat, like he was trying to make himself smaller, and scooted closer. “We don’t even know what you’re talking about. Explain it to us first.”

“I told you not to–”

Todd cut him off. “We’re not patronizing you, Damian. Neither of us has any clue what the hell you’re talking about.”

Damian thinned his lips, shifting uncomfortably where he sat on the mat. He shoved his hands under his thighs so he wouldn’t be tempted to fidget with them. “Richard – he said older brothers tickle younger brothers. It’s ‘just what they do.’”

Drake let out an incredulous laugh, Todd pressed his lips together as if he was trying to avoid doing the same. Damian felt himself flush, starting in his neck and travelling all the way up to his forehead.

“Yeah,” Todd said, his voice trembling with withheld laughter. “I remember he used that line on me plenty, when I was as short as you.”

“Think he’s used it on all of us,” Drake said, still laughing. “Still uses it now, honestly.”

Todd plopped himself back down on the mat next to Damian. “It’s not a rule, kid – Dick’s just teasing you. Giving himself an excuse for why he tickles the snot out of you three times a day when he visits.”

Damian’s shoulders dropped. “Oh.” His face grew even warmer, travelling up his ears now.

Drake chuckled again, leaning forward with a sudden mischievous tilt to his mouth. “But, since you asked…”

Todd’s smirk took on the same quality. He wrapped an arm around Damian’s shoulders and Damian’s breath caught in his throat. He was torn – did he run? Did he stay and face the torment he asked for? The jittery feeling in his stomach grew stronger, almost ticklish in and of itself. He was paralyzed with indecision, but found himself fighting off a grin anyway.

Drake crawled closer. Todd’s clawed hand inched towards his neck. Damian shrank in on himself, making no move to flee and preserve his dignity.

“Boys!” Father called. “Suit up, let’s go!”

Drake and Todd snapped to attention, grumbling under their breaths. Damian felt like he was still trying to catch his own. When Drake reached out to squeeze his shoulder, he nearly jumped out of his skin. He let out an unbecoming squeak when Todd’s hand jumped away from his neck to scrub at his hair.

“This isn’t over,” Todd said, heaving himself to his feet.

“We are so talking about this later.”

Damian was, as Todd would say, fucked.

*     *     *

They didn’t even have the decency to put him out of his misery immediately following patrol. Todd returned to his own apartment afterwards to lick his wounds, and since Father had incurred an injury of his own, Drake took straight to the Batcomputer to log the night’s events and plan their next moves. Damian was sent upstairs alone, ate the post-patrol snack laid out by Alfred alone, and went to bed alone.

They continued to not have the decency the next day, or the next, or anything for near a week. Oh certainly, when they would run into Damian on patrol they would give him those infuriatingly teasing smiles, perhaps wiggle some fingers in his general direction or give a quick verbal tease, but even they knew better than to start such nonsense on patrol. Still, it infuriated him to no end, all this buildup and no follow-through.

Damian had half a mind to stab them, the next time he saw one of them. No one could say they didn’t deserve it.

That was, in fact, what wound up nearly happening the next time Drake stopped by the Manor for an extended period of time. Damian had been in his bedroom, perfecting a sketch of Titus as he sat at his desk. He had taken up listening to music as he worked, finding that it helped calm his mind and improve his focus, and that day he’d chosen to use earbuds to properly experience the full layers and mixing of all the sounds.

As such, he didn’t hear the knock on his door, nor did he hear Drake enter. He only became aware of Drake’s presence when a calloused hand ruffled his hair, startling him out of his hyperfocus and nearly making him ruin his sketch. Without thinking, Damian snatched a spare blade off his desk and made to stab his attacker. A hand grabbed his wrist, squeezing the pressure points just right to force him to drop the dagger.

“Damian!” 

Damian finally turned to face his intruder, then took a deep breath and tugged the earbuds out of his ears. “Perhaps you should learn not to sneak up on people.”

Drake scowled. “I didn’t even sneak! I knocked and everything!”

Damian scowled back, resenting the way his cheeks puffed up a little with the expression. It made him look far too childish.

“You know what,” Drake continued, tugging Damian out of his chair and over toward the bed, “I’m gonna make this even worse because of that.”

Damian’s face dropped in shock. “Wait, Drake–”

Drake gave him an absolutely devious smile. “Don’t stress, Dami. Just fulfilling my big brother duties.”

Damian resolutely did not yelp when Drake scooped him up underneath the arms and tossed him onto the bed, no matter what Drake claimed later. Damian scrambled against the sheets, trying to crawl off the bed, but Drake launched himself as well. The bed bounced under his sudden weight, knocking Damian off-balance just enough for Drake to snatch his ankle, tugging it to force him onto his back and quickly crowding into Damian’s space.

“Drake, no!” Damian’s voice had gone shrieky and shrill, embarrassingly childish and out of his control.

Drake, of course, laughed at him. Damian sealed his own lips shut to prevent any other incriminating sounds. Just in time, too, as Drake started squeezing at his sides. Damian made a protesting noise in his throat, but swallowed down any other sounds. 

“You know,” Drake said conversationally, “you’d think after making such a big deal about this, you’d be less stubborn about it.”

Damian’s ears grew hot, but he knew what Drake was doing. He kept his lips stubbornly sealed.

“I mean, you outright asked for it – were practically begging for it, actually.”

The heat in Damian’s ears spread to his cheeks. “I did no such thing!”

Curse him.

Drake grinned, digging into Damian’s stomach the moment he began his protest. Damian snapped his mouth shut, but it was too late. Strained chuckles escaped through his sealed lips as he squirmed away from Drake’s hands. He fumbled for Drake’s hands trying to push them away, but Drake was unfortunately successful at tossing his hands off.

“I’ve seen Dick tickle you, you know.”

Damian tried to glare at him. He didn’t imagine he was very successful, what with the wavering smile on his lips. In fact, based on the way Drake paused his one-sided conversation and pressed his lips together in a tight smile, he was likely resisting the urge to coo at him like Richard often did. His face grew warmer.

“I know generally where to target, you can’t hide the tickle spots from me. Just takes a little effort to find just the right place.”

As if he timed it, Drake’s wildly skittering fingers passed over that accursed spot to the right of his navel. Damian squealed and tried to toss himself off the bed. Drake laughed, bright and open, and lunged after him, pulling Damian back in with an arm around his waist. Damian kept his face turned away from Drake, trying to hide just how bright his smile was. Drake would almost certainly know it wasn’t just from the tickling – he was infuriatingly insightful like that.

“Get back here!”

“No!”

Drake’s fingers found that spot again and Damian doubled over in giggles. He shoved fruitlessly at Drake’s arms, trying to free himself, or at least stop the ticklish feeling.

“What’s wrong, Dami? Ticklish tummy?”

Damian growled through his giggles. “I’ll kill you!”

Drake laughed again. “That’s fair.”

Thankfully, Drake moved away from that spot. Unfortunately, his next target was Damian’s neck. He scratched at the skin with short, blunt nails, occasionally skittering them behind Damian’s ears. Damian was lost to mortifying squeaks and snorts, shaking his head to try and throw Drake off.

“See, I get why Dick does this so much, now–”

“Shut up!”

“– you’re actually pretty adorable like this. Still got those murder-eyes, but they’re almost cute when you’re being tickled silly.”

Damian twisted around and flopped back onto his back, throwing himself away from Drake’s tickling fingers. Catching sight of Drake’s face again, he could see the bright, teasing grin splitting across his face. Based on the way Drake’s eyes brightened, he’d caught Damian’s smile as well and read into it much further than Damian wanted.

“Alright, I’ll quit with all the teasing. Let’s get on with the main event.”

Teasing? Main event? Damian’s heart thudded in his chest, that jittery, almost-ticklish feeling in his stomach taking over again. That hadn’t even been part of Drake’s true attack? Drake had just been toying with him?

“Wait, Drake–”

Damian held out a hand, as if that would do anything to hold Drake off once he lunged. Drake snatched his wrist and pinned it to the bed.

“Why? I’m just doing what you asked.” His smile turned evil and mischievous again. “Gotta prove that you’re not weak or unworthy, after all.”

“No–!”

Damian burst into loud, childish laughter as Drake attacked his exposed underarm, scratching and scritching away against the fabric of his t-shirt. Damian tugged at his arm, but unfortunately the tickling and laughter had weakened him, leaving him firmly trapped. Instead, Damian tried to pry at Drake’s fingers with his free hand, but he couldn’t quite get the coordination he needed.

Damian squealed as the tickling dipped below his underarm, fingers wiggling along the length of his ribs and delivering nibbling pinches between them. He kicked out at Drake, aiming for his midsection to push him off, but Drake dodged his uncoordinated attempts easily.

“Man, Dames, you’re so right – I should’ve been doing this the whole time.”

“Stoppit!”

“I really dropped the ball with my older brother duties before, but you have my word that I’m gonna rectify that.”

“Cut it out!”

Damian finally got a good amount of momentum and corrected his arm, landing a foot directly in Drake’s abdomen. Drake grunted, releasing Damian’s wrist and ceasing his tickling as he was pushed back. He let out a little “oof” as the air was forced out of him.

“Did you just kick me?”

Damian blinked at him. “Yes.”

Drake narrowed his eyes. “You’re gonna regret that.”

Damian didn’t have a chance to protest or even gasp before Drake had thrown himself over his calves, pinning them to the bed with his body weight. The only sound that left Damian for a while after that was hysterical, cackling laughter and wordless almost-screams as Drake attacked his knees with ruthless precision.

“Are you sorry, yet? Apologize, you brat!”

Even if he wanted to, Damian wasn’t sure he could. The only thing he could think about was how badly it tickled. Richard’s tickling was ruthless and impossible to beat, certainly, but Drake’s methods were their own special form of torture. Damian felt as though he were being studied as Drake cycled through different techniques.

He would pinch at the pressure points just above Damian’s knee, making Damian’s legs jump as he choked out yelps between his laughter. He clawed at Damian’s kneecaps, driving Damian into a full-bodied squirm as he laughed helplessly into a pillow he tugged over his face. After tugging said pillow away, he did an egg-cracking motion over Damian’s knees, and Damian squealed until his voice went out. When he traced designs on the backs of Damian’s knees, Damian hiccuped with frantic, high-pitched giggles, the likes of which he had never made before. 

Damian thought he might go insane.

“Drake! Timothy! No more!”

Drake’s hands faltered, but only for half a moment. Then the tickling started up again with a vengeance, combining all the most ticklish techniques he had found to make tears of mirth spring to Damian’s eyes.

“What was that, Dami? Didn’t quite catch that.”

“I’m sorry!”

“Oh yeah? For what?”

“Kicking you!”

Drake released him, rolling off his legs to instead recline next to Damian. Damian did not move, lying boneless on his bed as he caught his breath and tried to get his residual giggling under control. He swore he could still feel Drake’s fingers on his skin, tickling away at his sanity.

“They’ll never find your body.”

Drake snorted. “You think that was bad? Just wait until Jason comes after you.”

The jittery feeling in Damian’s stomach came back with a vengeance. He smacked Drake in the face with a pillow for the crime.

*     *     *

Todd’s attack was almost predictable, after all the games of anticipation he had played. Damian had known Todd was in the Manor – his motorcycle was in the garage upon his and Thomas’s arrival home from school with Alfred – and he knew Drake’s warning would not have been without meaning. After all, he’d seen Todd take Drake to pieces many times in the past. Drake would know well the brutality he was capable of.

They entered the Manor through the side entrance, the door closest to the kitchen, and were accosted almost immediately by Todd. An apron hung around his neck, dusted in flour and some sticky-looking batter, which he began untying once he caught sight of them.

“Hey, Alfie,” he said, passing the apron off when Alfred reached out an open palm. “Cookies are in the oven, I’ve got a meeting.”

Before Damian could think of a snappish retort, Todd was yanking the backpack and school blazer from his shoulders and tossing them to Thomas.

“Hey!” He yelled.

Thomas stood there, slightly dumbfounded. “I didn’t realize I was a coat rack.”

“You are today, sunshine. I’ve got business to attend to.”

Damian yelped as his feet left the floor, and grunted as his stomach met Todd’s shoulder. He started squirming almost immediately, trying to break Todd’s grip.

“Unhand me, you imbecile!”

“Do try to keep it down, Master Jason.” Alfred seemed uninterested in the happenings of the mudroom as he entered the kitchen, taking in the state of it. “Master Bruce acquired a concussion last night and I’ve only just finally convinced him to get some rest.”

Todd scoffed, bouncing Damian’s writhing body on his shoulder a couple times. “Come on, Alf – you know those bedrooms are basically soundproof.”

Alfred leveled them both with a look, so flat that Damian even stopped squirming for a moment. “Do not disturb your father.”

Todd huffed, moving toward the door leading to the rest of the Manor. “Fine, we’ll keep it first-floor only.”

“Thank you, Master Jason.”

“Uh – should we not be, like, concerned?”

Damian scowled at Thomas. “Are you going to just stand there? Help me!”

Thomas hesitated. Todd shot him a look over his free shoulder. “You intervene, you get your own big brother treatment. Where was it that got you shrieking, last time? Your feet? Or maybe it was your armpits? Eh, my arms are pretty long. I’m sure I could get both at the same time.”

Thomas cleared his throat and took a step away from them. “No, yeah – I’m good. I’ve got, like, homework and shit.”

Todd hummed. “Better get to it.”

“Yup.”

Thomas, the coward, fled via the kitchen.

“Thomas, you get back here and help me! Thomas! Duke!”

Todd snorted and made his way through the door of the mudroom, stalking through the halls as Damian fruitlessly kicked his legs and pounded on Todd’s back. “Resorting to first names, kid? Damn, you must be ticklish.”

Damian growled and twisted his hips in Todd’s grip, aiming to knee him in the face. Todd grabbed his ankle before he could, holding it fast as the rest of him continued to wriggle.

“Damn – ex-Boy Wonder was right, you’re a real squirmer. Dick ever call you a wiggly worm?”

Damian let out an enraged shout, punching at Todd’s back even harder. Richard had, in fact, called him a wriggly, wiggly worm before. Damian had bit him in response.

“Let me down, you brute! You bumbling beast! You–”

Damian yelped as he was unceremoniously dumped onto a plush couch. He scrambled upright, barely getting a glance of his surroundings – the library, he should’ve known – before Todd was upon him, properly wrestling him down against the cushions. A dangerous smile crossed his face.

“See, Dickie? He would’ve used that little comment to play some silly tickle monster game with you, really play into the whole ‘beast’ thing.” He effortlessly caught Damian’s wrist in his hand before Damian could punch him in the midsection. “Me? I’m just gonna make you regret it.”

“Todd, wait–!”

Todd cocked his head to the side. “Why wait any longer? Thought you would’ve had enough of that, by now.” His grin widened. “Timmers said you were practically crawling out of your skin. Don’t think I didn’t notice too, on patrols.”

Damian gasped as his other wrist was captured, feeling the heat flood his face at Todd’s words. His heart thumped in his chest and he stared up at Todd’s face helplessly.

Todd’s grin twisted into a diabolical smirk. “Giving up already, baby assassin?”

Damian could just accept his fate. He could give in, let his nervous system have a rest from the hypervigilance, allow Todd to tickle all of that out of him… But when had Damian ever endeavored to make things easy for his brothers.

Damian wiggled, half-trapped under Todd’s bulk as he leaned over him, and managed to squeeze his legs underneath Todd’s arm and up into his own chest. Then, he shot them out towards Todd’s chest, putting all the power behind the kick that he could manage. Todd laughed, deep and low, and darted backwards. It was almost like he had been anticipating the attack.

He snatched up Damian’s legs, bringing them to a tight hold against his chest with one arm as he stood from the sofa. Damian growled as his world titled upside-down, trying to kick out of Todd’s grasp and finding it near unmoveable. Only his head and shoulders still rested against the cushions, the rest of his body dangling in the air from the anchor point of his calves.

“Todd!”

Todd chuckled. “You know – maybe you should be eating more. You feel way too light for a baby vigilante.”

Damian threw a punch at Todd’s thigh, though he didn’t even flinch. “I am in peak physical condition!”

Instead of answering, Todd latched his free hand onto one of Damian’s knees, sending him into immediately hysterical laughter. Being held in the air like this, his legs so securely pinned, Damian had nowhere to squirm. All he could do was twist his body back and forth and bounce his knees – though as he quickly lost strength due to his laughter, he lost the ability to do even that effectively, as bouncing his knees meant raising his whole body along with them. After what felt like an eternity (but likely wasn’t more than a minute), Todd stopped and let him breathe. 

“See, I could stay there all afternoon – make you beg and cry. I think it would end too quickly if we did that, though.”

Damian groaned and uselessly tried to kick out again. It was no use, Todd’s grip was inescapable.

“I mean, I made you wait more than a week. It would be pretty shitty of me to tickle you out so fast, huh?”

Damian bared his teeth. “I will make you regret ever being born.”

Todd mimicked his expression, though his version was far more gleeful. “Wanna bet?”

Damian inhaled, opening his mouth to speak, and all the air immediately left him in a giggly yelp as Todd began clawing at his stomach – right in that spot next to his navel. In the privacy of his own mind, Damian let out a slew of curses. Did everyone know about that accursed “giggle spot?” He blamed Richard’s repeated exploitation of it.

“See, I do my research, kiddo. I know all the best places to tickle already – and we might even find more along the way. And I’m not going easy on you like Timerbly did.”

Damian shot a wide-eyed look up at Todd, trying to pry his fingers off his stomach. Todd smirked.

“Good thing you’re already having fun, then, right?”

“Screw you,” Damian hissed through his giggling.

“How viscous,” Todd said, voice flat. “Like a truly fearsome kitten, really.”

He switched to clawing his hand up and down Damian’s ribcage, jumping back and forth between his left and right. Damian screeched, trying to leverage his shoulders against the cushions to twist away from Todd’s hand. Todd grumbled something in response and hitched Damian up even higher, lifting him away from the cushions, and stepped away from the couch. Damian dangled freely now, hanging uselessly in the air. Every squirm sent him swinging, making it even harder to control his movements despite the fact that Todd was able to follow his momentum easily.

Easily enough for his hand to crawl all the way up into Damian’s underarm, massaging deep into the muscle.

“No!” Damian cried out before losing himself to bubbly, boyish laughter and humiliating snorts.

Todd chuckled along. “No? No, what? Is something wrong down there, little demon? Something bugging you?”

Damian barely caught the sound of jingling through his own laughter, tilting his head up (or was it down, considering his flipped position?) to see Titus trotting into the room at the sound of his torment. Damian reached an arm out for him – the one not currently glued to his side from ticklish shock – which quickly turned out to be a mistake, as Todd switched to tickling that underarm instead. His arm snapped back to his side, but the brief movement had still caught Titus’s attention and he approached.

“Titus, help me!”

Todd laughed above him. “What’s the dog gonna do, you little snot? Take me down? Doubt it.”

Damian made his voice as commanding as he could despite the laughter. “Titus, attack! Bite him!”

Unfortunately, childish guffaws did not a commanding voice make. Titus tilted his head to the side at the unintelligible words before lowering himself down into a bow. Damian gasped as he realized what was about to happen, bringing his free arm up for protection, but it was too late.

Damian had learned early on that Titus loved the sound of laughter. He seemed to recognize what it meant – a happy, joyful human – and it always put him in a playful mood. Damian’s laughter in particular seemed to excite him more than most, likely due to the close bond they shared.

Low in his bow, Titus barked twice, before bouncing back up and prancing a bit on his front paws. Then, he shoved his cold noise right into the crook of Damian’s neck, snuffling away against the skin.

Damian squealed, then shrieked, then flapped his hands uselessly at the overwhelming ticklish feelings flooding through his body. Todd laughed again, thankfully pulling his own hand back, but doing nothing to deter Titus. Damian waved his hands around in the air, disoriented from hanging upside down and not certain how to even push Titus away with his lack of leverage. Titus, spurred on by Damian’s happy noises, continued to nuzzle away in his neck and at his ears.

“Titus, no! Down!” Damian shrieked again at a particularly breathy snuffle to his ear, trying to swing his body away from Titus unsuccessfully. “Todd! Todd!”

“What?” Todd’s voice was heavy with his own laughter, low and fond in a rare way that made Damian feel even more bashful. “I’m not even doing anything, Dames. That’s all Titus.”

“He’s– it’s– No!” Damian cut himself off with another squeal.

“Aw, what? Does it tickle? See, look, you’re so ticklish that even Titus knows what to do. Didn’t realize your neck was that bad, though. Reminds me of the one time I was able to get Bruce.”

Damian put his hands on either side of Titus’s head, trying to push him away. The touch only excited Titus even more, his licking and sniffing getting even quicker.

“Like father like son, I guess.”

Damian slapped at Todd’s thigh. Normally when Titus started this game, Damian would have been able to redirect him by now. The longer Titus stayed in his neck, the more hyper-sensitive he seemed to get. He knew it wasn’t his most ticklish spot, that curse lay firmly in his knees, but he didn’t think he’d ever been tickled so unbearably in this spot before. Todd seemed to get the message, shooing Titus off towards the dog toys in the dog bed in the corner of the library.

“Alright, go to bed, boy. Don’t want you tiring him out and stealing all my fun.”

Titus huffed, but trotted obediently off towards his bed, his tail wagging wildly at Damian’s continued giggles.

“How do you get anything done when you’re this ticklish, huh? I bet your clothes even tickle.”

“They do not,” Damian said, though the vehemence of his protest was lessened by how breathless and giggly he still was. The slight wooziness from the blood rushing to his head made the laughter even harder to stop. “I’m not that ticklish!”

“Really, you’re not?”

“No!”

“Hm. Are you sure? Why don’t you tell me how much this tickles.”

Todd’s hand shot towards his side, and Damian shrieked and swung his body the opposite way. All that did was get him swaying like a pendulum, practically swinging his body into Todd’s wiggling fingers and away again. Todd hummed out another chuckle, rocking to add a little more sway to Damian’s body to keep him rocking into and away from his tickling hand. It was a horrible tease that had Damian whimpering and giggling in equal measure, trying to shove at Todd’s hand every time he grew close.

“You’re doing it to yourself at this point, kid.”

“Stop talking!”

“Mm, nah. It’s pretty funny when you go all red. Especially since you’re the most uptight preteen I’ve ever fucking met.”

“I’ll kill you!”

“Been there, done that. Get some original material.”

Damian tried to growl, but the sound was interrupted as Todd targeted his giggle spot again as the pendulum swinging slowed. Damian clutched at his wrist, squeezing his eyes shut. After Titus’s attack seeming to set his nervous system alight, everything seemed to tickle even worse than before.

“Jason! Cut it out!”

Todd whistled, low and impressed. “I get a first name shoutout? Damn, maybe it’s time for the grand finale before your brain turns to mush.”

Damian’s eyes snapped wide open. His hands started flailing to try and catch Todd’s before he could up his attack. It was a pitiful attempt, and Todd’s hands connected with the muscle above his knee in moments, massaging away at the pressure points.

Damian practically screamed, and he hoped beyond hope that they were far enough from the stairs to the family wing to avoid waking Father. No doubt he would join in, seeing Damian red-faced and cackling. He was as bad as Richard when it came to his childishly named “tickle monster” tendencies, and if he decided to join in, Damian doubted he would see mercy for a long while yet.

And as much fun as Damian refused to admit he was having, adding in another set of tickling hands when he was already so consumed by the ticklish feelings with just one of Todd’s? He might truly die from it.

Todd jumped around, exploring around his knees as Damian cackled and snivelled and screamed in laughter. Clawing at his kneecaps, skittering at the thin skin behind his knees, jumping down to his claves or up to his thighs when Damian started to run out of air to give him some semblance of a break. He wasn’t methodical like Drake, but he was still precise. Every minute weak point was found and targeted with single-minded focus, until Damian thought he was going to die from tickles from just one hand.

Then, just when Damian was beginning to think he couldn’t take anymore, just when he was debating swallowing his pride and begin begging, Todd stopped. Damian gasped in a deep breath and it left him in a whoosh as he was dropped unceremoniously back onto the couch. His head swam from how long he’d been upside down and Damian allowed himself the luxury of going boneless, sinking into the plush cushions. He could see why Todd spent so much time in the library when he came by the Manor – this was exceedingly comfortable. He could fall asleep right there.

“Still with us, Baby Bat?”

Damian debated kicking Todd as he plopped on the couch next to him, but decided that it was ultimately too much effort to move that much. 

“Your days are numbered,” he mumbled instead.

Todd let out a humming chuckle deep in his throat, reaching over to ruffle Damian’s hair. If Damian leaned into the touch, it was entirely because his neck was too tired to support his head. It was absolutely not because he enjoyed the affectionate touch.

“Me ‘n Alfie’s cookies are probably cooled enough to eat, by now. Want one?”

This time, Damian did kick at Todd, just lightly against his hip. “I deserve at least three.”

Todd ruffled his hair even more. It was probably sticking up in every direction, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

“Yeah, probably. You got it, kid. Three cookies and a glass of water coming right up. If your limbs start working again, pick a book out. I’ll read you something.”

If Damian wound up cuddled up to Todd’s side under a fluffy blanket, munching on cookies as Todd read to him aloud, no one needed to know. Especially not the fact that he dozed off only a few minutes after finishing his snack, Todd’s deep rumble soothing him into slumber before he even realized what was happening.

*     *     *

“Heard you had quite the eventful couple weeks,” Richard said as he practically bounded into the training area.

Damian refused to look at him. “We will not speak of it.

Richard slipped behind the punching bag Damian was attacking, forcing his cheery grin into Damian’s sight. “Aww, Dami – it’s okay! You wanted some more big brother tickles. No one will blame you for that!”

Damian delivered a particularly vicious punch to the bag, but Richard was unphased, only smiling brighter.

“I think Jay and Timmy had fun, too. Better look out though, kiddo – now that they know you’re tickle-able, you won’t be escaping them anytime soon.”

Damian’s ears grew hot. “I know,” he grumbled. “They’ve already proved as such.”

Now that whatever unspoken wall protecting Damian had come down, it seemed as though he couldn’t go more than two days without Drake or Todd deciding he deserved another round. Damian didn’t think he’d laughed this much even when Richard was in town, tickle-attacking him at least twice a day. He would likely never have a day's peace again.

Richard smirked, releasing the bag and leaning down so they were closer to eye-level. “Something tells me you don’t mind as much as you pretend to.”

Damian bared his teeth, aiming his next punch for Richard’s nose, overly telegraphing the movement. Richard laughed, snatching the wrist up and using it to spin Damian around, pulling him into a backwards hug to dig his fingers into Damian’s sides and ribs. He immediately burst into bubbly laughter.

“That’s okay, though, kiddo. Those are just the privileges of being a little brother.”

Someday, Damian vowed, he would be bigger and stronger than all of them. He would exact his revenge ruthlessly and without mercy, and as frequently as possible. Someday, they would fear his “tickle monster” prowess.

For now, though, he supposed he could live with these so-called “little brother privileges.”

[spoilerslibrary]

Tate Brombal you're going to kill me! (I am going insane!!!)

The three people Cass thinks about when she leaves in order, Steph, Bruce, and Babs (feels odd, Cass historically has called her Oracle or Barbara. But I nitpick.) The three Gothamites who have had the most compelling effect on her life.

Steph Stephanie. The first and most immediate thought. Cass's first friend and the first person to really get her to open up and relax. The one who introduced her to playing. The one she's spent decades enjoying homoerotic tension with, to the editor's continual anguish. (queer coded Stephcass always.) (You'd be textual and dating if the editors weren't cowards.) With Barbara continually being associated with the rest of the family, Cass is usually paired with Steph. They've spent many of the last few years of cannon tied at the hip. Her closest current relationship. When she has to leave Gotham, Steph is the first person she realises she's leaving behind. (Are they still living together? Is Steph going to realise after a few hours that Cass is usually home by now? That she's suddenly alone?)

Bruce The most powerful driving force in her life. Her redemption. Her lifeline. When she was wandering aimlessly after years, stewing in her own guilt, The Bat is what gave her a new purpose. She wants to be The Bat. She wants to be Bruce. He's been a mentor, a somewhat father (Post Death in the Family Bruce Wayne show healthy familial affection challenge, Level: Impossible) and one of her pillars in life. He adopted her, giving her the stability and promise of belonging and support she's long missed (We don't talk about what happened next) (Dan Dildo when I get you) Bruce is not the first person to spring to mind when she has to flee Gotham, nor the most poignant, but by leaving Gotham in some ways she's leaving her family, the bat, and the strongest reminder of her purpose, Batman.

Barbara Barbara Gordon. Her pseudo, almost, not-quite, sort-of mother figure. The first one to reach out to the silent girl with the guilt of murder dragging her down and laid the first stones to her new path. (New-Earth Origin Superiority!!!) The one whose legacy Cass now lives and wears. From the time she took up the mantle of Batgirl to the end of Wargames (Why must Wargames exist? And worse, why must it be so important to Steph's story that you can't just remove it?!??) (Wargames my beloathed) and leaving for Bludhaven, Cass lived with Barbara in the Clocktower. Babs was the one who tried to reign her in, to protect her in ways she wasn't even aware she needed protection. Who, somewhat futilely, tried to push her away from the self-destructive path that Bruce was laying even as she charged down it with no regard for herself. (or the bullets coming directly at her.) Even as they argued, they both care so much. Her first (known) ally, friend, parent?, in around 9 years. The one who's always been there for her when she needed her. Barbara Gordon. Even if she's not the first one Cass thinks of, she is the one who resonates most soundly.

[zahri-melitor]

One of the downsides of when you know other fans don’t have a strong grasp on the timeline of events (and frequently only know about a handful of incidents, without any understanding of how they fit into the timeline) is that they place outsize importance on them, when later events clearly show that that things changed or got better later on.

The thing Tim almost certainly cares the most about from his 16th birthday was that it was his last one with Jack and Dana. While his relationship with Bruce has been on and off rocky for a while around there, at around the same time as the story it had mostly resolved for the better. Simultaneously with the story he’s defending Bruce as a foster parent to the accusations of Felix Desirato, social worker. He’s having extremely family oriented events with both Hush and the family attack on a Hydra base. Bruce offers to adopt Tim two times after this, and offers him a home three times, with the offers finely calculated towards what Tim would accept after the first rebuff (and never forget, Bruce cottons on to Tim’s ‘uncle’ immediately and not only is proud of Tim for how he set it up, but helps Tim improve the cover so that the way Bruce worked it out can’t be done by anyone else).

It’s especially frustrating when talking about things that happen over the mid 90s to mid 2000s, because the Bat books actually have tight interconnected continuity at that point where single events can continue to pay off heavily several years later, or exist in a complicated contextual situation. You can’t talk about the first adoption offer to Tim without talking about Bruce adopting Dick and Dick’s current situation in Nightwing, because Dick currently being in a well of despair and running away from his problems is part of the reason Tim doesn’t accept Bruce’s offer and instead is focused on being in Bludhaven to cover for Dick.

(And yet…)

[mzminola]

I hope Cass gets her own long running solo title again and that Harper & Cullen show up as recurring support characters for it, and we get fun crossovers with other heroes like Connor Hawke.

[our-happygirl500-fan]

Top 10 versions of Stephanie Brown across media & the multiverse:

I was asked how I would rank the different versions of Steph on a discord I’m part of & I thought it would be fun to share here as well.

10. Bombshell Steph

She doesn’t show up until literally the very end of Bombshells but I like that it’s shown she exists in the universe, I also like the art for Bombshells so I’m glad to see Steph drawn in the style (also I like her little hat)

9. Future’s End Steph

Future���s End is a bit of a messy event but I love her suit, I also loved seeing Steph as some version of Batgirl again after it had been so long & seeing her fun dynamic with Cass again as they bantered was great in its own right. I also liked how Barbara & Cass were shown to clearly respect Steph: Cass calling Steph the bravest girl she’s ever know & Barbara talking about Steph having the heart of a lion it’s a nice moment (even though I wish Nell could have been part of the League of Batgirls)

8. Post Reboot Steph

It’s hard to call reboot Steph, Stephanie Brown since DC have taken away so many of her traits & don’t even write her in character anymore more often than not Steph has constantly been altered to fit the writers OC story needs than be written in character or given respect to her previous history however I am grateful that the name Stephanie Brown still exists in current comics & I hope that one day someone will come along & write Steph in character in main comics again. Also hey this version of Steph was trained by Catwoman, that’s kind of neat I guess.

7. Batwoman Steph/ Earth 3 Steph

Yeah, yeah I know Earth 3 Steph doesn’t make sense because moralities are supposed to be flipped Blah Blah Blah, whatever this was the coolest thing Steph had gotten in years! This was before she had gotten the Batsymbol back in main continuity & she was Batwoman! I like the idea of Steph being such a good person she doesn't have a single evil version of herself in the multiverse, Stephanie Brown is always meant to be a superhero. (Plus her entrance as Batwoman was rad)

6. Young Justice TV Show Steph

Go Girl Give Us Nothing!

This version of Steph is on the list because she’s Steph’s first real other media appearance, yeah the directors said Tim Drake’s wife in Return of the Joker was supposed to be Stephanie Brown but we literally just see the back of a blonde woman in a purple dress at least in the Young Justice show Steph actually got to do a few things for a couple of minutes & had a couple of cool lines. Plus the things we know about this version of her that we learned from the Shows comics & interviews such as the fact that this version of Steph is from Bludhaven & is currently the youngest member of the Batfam (other than Baby Damian), making her become a hero even younger than her comic self did, has some pretty interesting & cool implications. I sure wish she had gotten the screen time for those things to be explored.

5. A World Without Young Justice Steph

I love Robin Steph & I love the fact that Robin Steph was such a popular idea amongst so many people at DC years before she ever actually became Robin in main continuity it really shows that Steph is a great fit for the Robin role. Also with all the drama around Steph’s time as Robin I love any universe where she’s fully accepted as Robin, I also think there’s some pretty interesting implications of Steph being the second Robin because that would leave a wider gap between Dick becoming Nightwing & Bruce getting a second Robin than it does with Jason.

4. DCeased Steph

Finally some well written, in character Steph post 2011! Her being Robin? Her being acknowledged as Damian’s big sister? Her getting Talia’s respect? Yes! YES! Give it to me! This was the best Steph we’ve gotten since the reboot, not only did DCeased acknowledge Steph as Robin but it also wrote her in character again for the first time in years & brought back her sibling relationship with Damian! Sure wish she hadn’t died via Black Manta but hopefully the whole Lazarus Pitt & Talia subplot actually pays off.

3. Tiny Titans Steph

She’s a baby! She’s so cute! What’s not to love? Tiny Titans is adorable so I’m glad that Steph got to be in it, Steph’s appearance include some cute interaction between her & Tiny Titans Dick & Barbara which will always be fun to see in any universe & Tiny Titans also acknowledges Steph as both Robin & Batgirl which means it does better than a majority of DC’s other comics.

2. Nightwing Steph

I love Nightwing Steph though most don’t know about her. Nightwing Steph was originally supposed to appear in a story BQ Miller had set in the future where an adult Steph was Nightwing training a now college aged Nell Little as Batgirl, unfortunately due to the N52 reboot the story never came into print & instead BQ Miller snuck Nightwing Steph in as a Black Mercy vision in the last issue of Batgirl (2009), BQ Miller would eventually write a Nightwing Steph story set in the Smallville universe though unfortunately Dan Didio who had a vendetta against Steph for not being Babs got wind of this a few months before the comic was set to come out & had a last minute recolouring turning eggplant to orange & declaring the character Babs instead despite the fact there had already been several announcements of Steph being Nightwing in the comic & art of the character being released. Because the character was originally supposed to be Steph the comic reads as a Steph story & not a Babs one & there are even several references to Steph’s Batgirl run & history as Spoiler throughout the Smallville comic.

I love the idea of Nightwing Steph because legacies mean a lot to Steph (as seen from her unbridled joy at being Robin & Batgirl) & so I like the idea of her adult self still being in a legacy mantle when she eventually moves on from Batgirl plus Nightwing Steph has such 'look how far we've come vibes' with her having been constantly disrespected as Spoiler to growing up & inheriting the mantle of one of the most respected heroes in the community, it’s what she deserves.

1. Preboot Steph

God I love this girl, she’s been Spoiler, she’s been Robin, she’s been Batgirl. She experienced hardship after hardship, constant disrespect, died & came back & ended up as a character known for her hope, love & kindness. I love that she’s been through so much & still has the heart of a hero, she’s inspirational & amazing & I will always love her stories. Steph’s Batgirl run was one of the first comic runs I ever read & I will never stop being amazed by the strength of Steph’s character & heart. She deserves EVERYTHING

[herstarburststories]

Quarantine Boredoom (Dick Grayson x Reader)

✾ A/N: It’s been a certain couple of months since I wrote smut/erotica, but here you go! Although, I think it’s better classified as silly porn aka Nightwing’s type? Anyway! Thanks to my friend for being my beta for this one.

✾ Request: hiya! i saw that your requests are open and then i had a mini asthma attack because i had come back from binge reading your masterlist oops,,,,that got me thinking,,,how funny would it be if reader has asthma and just has to use their puffer during sex? like could you imagine if that were to happen to dick or jason? i’d like to see that happen 👀 also your writing is absolutely amazing!!! keep up the good work!! 💕👌🏻🤠

✾ Disclaimer: fingering.

A purposefully loud huff escaped your lips when your body met Dick's couch. He looked away from the copy of Robin Hood in his hand to raise an eyebrow, but the only response he received was a dramatic sigh.

"(Y/N), are you okay?" Bludhaven's protector ultimately asked, placing his book on the desk to offer his girlfriend unrestricted attention.

"I’ve never been so bored in my life," you grunted, tilting your head in one of your best dramatic performances. "Quarantine isn’t as fun as it looks in the movies."

"I'm sure zombies will appear and we’ll convert to cannibalism soon, (Y/N). Don't worry," Dick replied, humor obvious in his tone. You rolled your eyes, huffing once more. "Also, it’s only been two days. You can't be that bored, right?"

"Easy for you to talk, Nightwing. You still go out on patrol every night. Something you shouldn't do, by the way." You changed the subject of conversation, returning to a topic which you and Dick widely disagreed. Fortunately, the acrobat had an idea of ​​how to entertain you and change the subject to something less likely to end up with him sleeping in the room he currently resided in.

"You know I can’t abandon my role, (Y/N). Especially at a time like this. I take the necessary precautions, like using my sticks instead of punching them in the face, don't worry." His patented wink was followed by the classic playful smile. Before you could rationalize the joke, he continued, "But I might have a hint of ​​how to get you rid of your boredom..."

The suggestive tone in his speech caught your interest instantaneously. "I would love to hear your idea, Dick Grayson."

Grayson's next words evaporated upon his lips, giving space to a malicious smirk as his body leaned over yours on the couch. His mouth easily found its home; your lips, into the slow, lazy beginnings of a kiss.

When you drink for the first time, it is easy to get drunk. Then, you start drinking on more occasions and your limit increases. Two glasses are needed when, a while ago, it would take just one. The organism gets used to it and needs more to achieve the sensation of the first time. With Dick, it always felt like the first time. It didn't matter if he had kissed you two minutes or two months ago; every single touch of him reached a new layer of everything good that someone could transfer to another person, like discovering a new exciting part of yourself.

His hand cupped your cheek, drawing you closer in. The world existed outside that apartment, each minute still had sixty seconds, and Dick Grayson was willing to spend all of them making your body reach a new level of highness for him, without even needing more doses of change to do so. Your heart felt like it was tied to his touch and his only. Dick's hand slowly fell down on the side of your face. His thumb pulled down your lower lip, a farewell present in the intense softness of the gesture.

You giggled, and Richard smiled at you. The playful fingers began their private journey in search of paradise itself on earth. More murmurous kisses were offered as bargain and readily accepted by you. It was a small distraction from the new heights your body was reaching.

Fingers from your chin to jaw, his tongue found yours and caressed it as if he were trained for it. Kissing him was like a dance, it always had been. Grayson's hand stopped on your neck for a moment, but there was no trace of pressure there. Dick just kept dancing, holding on; you wanted to wrap your legs around him, offer some comfort to your wet pussy, even if it was just pressing it against his erection, which was now hard against your leg, to make his self-control more difficult. Yet, you knew better than that. He would have already pulled your legs if that was the plan. His fingerprints on your chest indicated the antics the hero wanted to use.

Dick placed his lips on your neck, lavishing attention upon that spot as much as he wanted. You closed your eyes, unable to decide what you liked most: the bites and gentle suction on your neck or the tender fingers that were already on your stomach. Your hips moved of their own will, seeking the carnal solace you craved as you moaned softly. The former Robin laughed in pleasure at your neediness, moving away from his little branding job to look you in the eyes. He loved to watch you like this, spreading your legs for him while his hand found its way inside your pants.

And now, looking at you and feeling wetness in your panties, Dick decided to keep it a bit slow, as if to see how far you would go. After all, it had been three long weeks without sexual activity. Between his work of detective division vigilante and yours in full-time journalism, 24 hours weren't always enough, but in this moment, all he had to worry about was how needy for him you could get.

Grayson's digits circled your vulva, playing on the edges of its outer lips until he received an impatient sigh from you. He laughed, temporarily satisfied. You looked at him, ready to tell him to do what he knew how to do, but you were silenced by one of his fingers entering your vagina. You pressed your lips together and pushed hips towards him, a nonverbal way of saying that you wanted more. Dick, however, just moved his finger out of your reach. It caused you to open your eyes, stunned.

"Dick!" You were breathless, probably from the rush of sensations he had been — and was supposed to still be — making you experience.

"What?" There was false innocence in his voice that contradicted everything that was happening, especially when he took the finger that was inside you to his mouth and sucked, expression shifting into contentment. "You taste so good, baby. Imagine when you're coming for me."

"Richard John Grayson, if you don’t put— Fuck." The ensuing groan encompassed an ugly word. One of his fingers was still inside you while the other was pressed to your clitoris.

"How am I making you feel, huh?" he asked, despite knowing the answer as well as he knew your sweet spots. Adding another finger, Dick started looking for your G-spot, clitoris being well taken care of by his ring finger. Fuck, he was almost salivating by just thinking about eating you out, your taste, putting his tongue in the warm, wet place his fingers were, but for now, Grayson wanted to watch you enjoy yourself. It was in the way you bit your lip, whimpered for it and moved your hips to get more as if you didn't already have it all when it came to Dick Grayson. "Am I making you feel good?"

"I..." The weight on your chest worsened significantly, almost as if you had put a rock there. You mentally screamed at yourself. Fuck, out of all possible times, you had to be literally running out of breath while your pussy— Come on! The only good thing was that you knew your own body language well enough to quickly understand what was going on. "Dick, I can't breathe."

Dick, on the other hand, was too involved in taking you apart to reach the same conclusion as you.

"I’m making you breathless now?" Indigo eyes meet yours, full of lust. For a millisecond, you wondered if you could handle the random crisis, or if you could be confused about two different things with similar symptoms. That is until the shortness of breath had gotten worse. Fuck.

Well, the opposite of fuck now.

"No, Di— FUCK!" Feeling like the air wasn’t getting into your lungs and the fact that your boyfriend had just found a certain spot inside you while simultaneously rubbing your clitoris didn’t help you remember how to breathe. "I’m literally... My puffer!"

"Wh-- Oh my God, your inhaler!" Mentioning your little miraculous friend that wasn’t between his legs finally brought Detective Grayson's dormant instincts to the surface. He almost jumped away from you, hastily looking for the inhaler. "I'm sorry— I thought... Wait." The scene would be comical if you weren’t coughing in despair, gasping for air and yet simultaneously turned on. He found the puffer on the floor, beside the desk, and handed it to you. Relieved and mildly frustrated, you forced oxygen back into your body for a few moments. You forced yourself to calm down until the inhaler could be discarded next to Dick's book where it originally was.

You faced each other. What could be said? Sorry for forgetting how to breathe while you fingered me? Sorry for confusing your moans of "I can’t breathe’’ for "You’re making me breathless"? Can we agree never to use this expression again? So, I almost died, but am I still up for it? Is my cock still hard after your near-death experience?

For the second time in the evening, words were passed over to make room for another way of communication. The two of you burst out laughing, loud and scandalous. What the fuck just happened? A few good minutes later and you looked at Dick with a smile, your hand full of sin located on his thigh.

"We still got plenty of time. You know, quarantine perks."

Noises of 'you are unbelievable' from him were drowned out by a few more giggles, which soon gave way to corny moans. Perhaps the last two options were the right things to say.

[fishfingersandjellybabies]

No Matter Where You Go, No Matter What Happens - fic

Characters: Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson Summary: Damian had given up on the family, given up on the Bats. But there was one who he thought he’d lost, who’d never give up on him. A/N: Apparently my new thing is to ignore all the ideas I’ve been building in my head or long fics I’ve started to write garbage in two hours and post it. Cool. Could be seen as kind of? a sequel to Missing The Obvious, but also not really. But the same idea of that fic/what happened in that one is what I carry into this one, if that makes sense. But you don’t have to read that one! Just have to kind of know about Damian’s current turmoil in canon. I dunno. more trash from me woo-hoo~

~~

It was without warning, that his phone started blowing up.

It was Tim. Jason. Cassandra. Stephanie. Even a few from Barbara Gordon. And that proved its seriousness – Barbara never texted him, even in emergencies.

But he didn’t read them. Didn’t care to. He’d separated himself from the family months ago. Took his own path, one unobstructed by his father or mother. One entirely his own. He knew he didn’t have their blessing, not from anyone he considered family, but he also didn’t ask for it. Didn’t want it.

No one had contacted him since he left, which was good. Even when it stung, when he thought he might miss them, it was good, because that meant for once in his life – they listened to him.

But now, all of the sudden, it was like his attention was all they wanted. He scoffed as his phone buzzed again, and he whooshed the notification away without even glancing at its content.

Too little too late.

It’d been a week of this. A week of buzzing, of ringtones, of voicemails and texts. But it was fine, he’d already trained his brain to ignore it as white noise.

He almost laughed the day it became more than that. When he was sitting on the balcony, completing some research, when he heard his phone come to life inside the apartment. When he heard it start speaking.

“I…” It crackled. Damian smirked. About time they thought about remotely accessing the device. “I think I got it, Jay…”

Tim, of course. But still, Damian didn’t rush to answer it. Barely even turned his head towards the sound.

“Damian, if you can hear me, please just listen.” Tim begged. There was static on the line. “…bered, okay? He remembered and he wants to find you. Talk…you. We told him about your…gone the next morning. So, just…just so you know?”

“And don’t fucking attack him either, got it?” Jason chimed in angrily. “We told him your request…never fucking listened in the first place.”

“…mian, if you’re there, plea…ust let us know you got this, okay?” Tim continued, like Jason hadn’t interrupted. “That’s all we’re ask…you’re doing well, kid.”

The static took over his voice for a second, and then the phone went silent once more. Damian just snorted and went back to his research.

~~

The attempts to contact him stopped immediately after the message, and Damian didn’t care enough to remember anything Tim’s half-delivered message entailed. Whatever it was, he could handle it, surely.

So he wasn’t thinking about it, when he went into town a few days later and mulled around a farmers’ market. Didn’t think about it when he bought a bushel of fresh apples, and went to the nearby park to snack while he sketched the simple scene in front of him.

Didn’t think about it because for once, he was at peace. Calm. Settled.

But he should have known better. Because peace never lasts very long.

Somewhere nearby, in his periphery, he saw someone stop in the middle of the crowd, and stand there longer than normal. Frozen, clearly not looking at one of the nearby stalls. Damian took note of the person’s presence, but otherwise did nothing. Unless they attacked someone or pulled out a weapon, a person being strange was no reason to be alarmed.

“…Damian?”

Oh, well maybe that was.

He tightened the grip on his pencil as he looked up, but almost dropped the utensil instantly. Because the person who had stopped in the crowd, the person acting strangely, was none other than Dick Grayson.

“He remembered and he wants to find you.”

…Oh.

“Damian?” He asked again, taking a step forward. Damian just stared at him dumbly. Because with one word, with just one name, Damian knew it wasn’t Ric. It wasn’t the cabbie his older brother had become in the amnesia. With just the sound of his name he knew it was his brother. It was the Richard Grayson he knew and adored.

“…Grayson?” Damian whispered back. A grin instantly broke out on Dick’s face, but there was instantly something wrong with it, like it was being weighed down. Like it wasn’t allowed to exist.

“I found you.” Dick breathed, and instantly his eyes began to well up with tears. “I…I found you. I was starting to think I wouldn’t, was just thinking I should go home, but I didn’t…I didn’t want to give up on you. I didn’t…”

Suddenly, Dick inhaled a shaky breath and began wiping at his eyes with his fists, like a child might.

Damian’s eyes widened when he saw the first tear drop onto Dick’s collar. “Grayson…?”

“I…I remembered and I came home.” He sobbed. “But…but you weren’t there, and no one would tell me where you’d gone. It took…it took them a fucking week to tell me you’d left, and why, and what happened and I just…”

Dick curled in on himself, and without warning, dropped to his knees, right in the middle of the farmers’ market. Damian instantly jumped up, letting his sketchbook and pencils fall to the ground, and ran to his brother’s side. His own knees had barely touched the ground when Dick lashed out, dragging Damian into his arms, and hiding his wet face against his neck.

People were starting to stare. Damian ignored them.

“I’m sorry.” He murmured. “If I’d have been there, I’d have never let Bruce treat you that way. Or the Titans. Or the family.” He squeezed Damian’s shoulders. “I’d have stayed with you, or…or you could have stayed with me. We could have figured this out together. I’d have helped you. I’d have listened. I wouldn’t have let you be alone.”

Despite his shock at the moment, at the complete breakdown, at the situation, Damian felt himself smile. “I know, Grayson. It’s okay. It’s not your fault.”

But Dick was shaking his head. “When I remembered everything, I remembered you first. And I came straight to Gotham because I knew…” A pause, to blubber a little. “Because I thought you’d be there.” A watery exhale. “I just wanted to see you so bad, Damian. After…after everything, I just wanted to see you.”

Damian closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around Dick’s back. “Well. I’m here now. I hope that’s alright.”

Dick tried to laugh, but it came out wrong.

“And I won’t…I’m not here to force you back to Gotham. I won’t do that to you.” Another squeeze, and Damian almost had to grunt in pain. “I just wanted…I just needed to see you. After everything.”

Damian merely rubbed at his brother’s back. “…Thank you, Grayson.” He hummed. “Thank you for coming after me.”

“As if I ever wouldn’t.” Dick promised, voice almost angry. “And trust me, I gave Bruce a piece of my mind for not doing the same. For pushing you away in the first place.”

Reluctantly, Damian pushed Dick back, holding his arms as he stared up at his red, tear-stained face. “You look ridiculous.”

“Yeah, well.” Dick pouted, sniffing and running his sleeve across his eyes. “You go spend two weeks looking for your brother, afraid the whole time that you’re never going to find him or see him again.”

“I should not be on that high of a pedestal in your life, Grayson.” Damian laughed.

“God, kid, I’d hope you’d believe me by now.” Dick scolded, cupping Damian’s face in his hands. “You mean the whole damn world to me. Always have and always will. No matter what the rest of our family and friends do or say. Bruce included.” A thoughtful pause. “Bruce especially.”

Damian felt his face heat up, the sentiment almost too much to bear. He’d…forgotten, what it was like to be cared about. Quite frankly, the lack of Grayson reminding him so every second of every day is how he ended up on this shattered, lonely path in the first place.  “…How long will you be in town?”

“For however long you’ll have me.” Dick swore, wiping at his eyes one last time. “I haven’t seen you in almost two years, Damian. A few days might not be long enough.”

“Stay as long as you want, then. Forever is fine.” Damian grinned. “We’ll have to get more food from the market, though.”

“Whatever you want to do, I’m with you every step of the way. Honestly, you’re stuck with me, for now.” He gently stroked his thumbs across Damian’s cheeks. “…I love you, kiddo.”

“I love you too, Grayson.” Damian said confidently. He pulled out of Dick’s hands and stood, offering a hand to Dick to help him up. Dick took it, stood, and immediately enveloped Damian back in his arms, pressing a long kiss to Damian’s forehead.

“I missed you so much.” Dick whispered into his hair. “So, so, so much.”

Damian leaned up into the embrace. “I missed you too, Grayson.” Then childishly: “Please don’t leave me again, even if it’s just through amnesia.”

“I’ll do everything in my power.” Dick promised. He held Damian for a moment, and they let the sounds of the market wash over them. Finally, hesitantly, Dick let go, stepping over to pick up Damian’s abandoned art supplies and remaining apples. “So. Where to first?”

“Back to the fruit stand.” Damian smirked. “I’m sure you didn’t eat much in the way of healthy foods in your life as a Bludhaven cabbie.”

Dick grinned at the barb. “Brat.” He laughed, wrapping his arm around Damian’s shoulders as they disappeared back into the crowd.

[zayray030]

Do you even care?

Chapter: 4/5

Chaper Title: Let me tell you how bad you messed up.

Summary: Damian finally explodes when asked why he believes those bullies. They're all willing to wait though.

“What are you doing here?!” asked Damian confused when he saw his old team along with Colin, Maya and Suren.

“Well what do you remember?” asked Maya.

“Those cretins attacking me and saying that no one loves me. Not exactly wrong but still, just because somethings true doesn't mean you should say it.” he whispered the last part to himself but Clark and Jon heard and boy if they didn't feel like the worst sacks of shit to exist on earth.

“And they're lying.” said Colin.

“Are they?” Damian asked him, raising an eyebrow, arms wrapped around himself.

“Yes, Damian! What makes you think otherwise?” asked Kori but she could tell it was the wrong thing to say when Damian lowered his head.

“Okay then let's start with you lot. The moment you all got you all decided to leave. You all decided that you didn't want anything to do with me and when Grayson offered you a place on his team, what did you do? You joined him without another thought. Didn't even try to talk or contact me after that.” he said harshly, still not looking up at any of them.

The old titans had the sense to look down in slight shame. It wasn't the fact that none of them had wanted anything to do with Damian, they just thought he would be happy without them. Raven's heart was starting to crack with how sad Damian's emotions were.

“My current team thinks of me as a complete joke after I fired West because he had given his speed force connection to deathstroke. Not to mention being the only human doesn't exactly bring you a lot of respect with superheroes.” when it looked like the metas in the room where going to complain Damian just looked up with a single raised eyebrow and they deflated. He was right.

“Maya left me for an entire year after we got into a petty argument and hadn't tried to talk to me since.” Maya looked down slightly in shame. “Colin was truly happy away from Gatgam and me so I decided the best way for him to be fully happy was if I wasn't there.” Colin’s eyes had begun to tear up at the confession and he had to hold back from squeezing Damian into a hug. “Suren was too busy in magic to even care about me.” Suren looked down in shame. He truly hadn't meant to forget about Damian. “Maps’s parents decided that they didn't want their daughter associated with me and she's taken to ignoring me.” Maya clenched her fists, mentally reminding herself to find that girl later.

“My own brothers hate my guts and try to find any reason to humiliate me.” Damian spat out hurt, anger and betrayal swirling around in those words.

The boys had the sense to look ashamed of themselves and didn't try to cut Damian off as he finally let everything out.

“Drake hates my  guts and tries to make a point to remind me and everyone else about that every chance he gets.”

Tim looked down on shame. Did he truly do that? Did he truly make his brother feel so unloved that he would believe a bunch of spoiled brats?

“Todd barely gives me the time of day unless he wants something from me. He hasn't tried to get to know me one bit and I don't know what hurts more. The fact that I can still remember him from my time at the League or the fact that he left me with them.” snarled Damian and Bruce let out a sharp gasp.

Jason felt guilt swirl against him. He had remembered a small child there but had thought it was another baby assassin in the making and hadn't thought much of it. He had been too busy thinking about his revenge against Bruce to actually put any thought through it.

“Grayson has been the only person in this family to show me love without strings attached and even then he uses it.” said Damian and Dick adopted a confused look. “He left me the moment he got and disappeared back to Bludhaven. Far away from me. He then pretended to be dead even when I needed him the most. He then decided to scream at me in front of his girlfriend just because I had wanted to save him.” Damian continued and so did Dick's guilt that was growing.

“Cassandra hasn't even tried to get to know me. And I thought…I thought she would be able to understand me considering the fact that we both went through the same thing.” he whispered, hurt lacing his voice like poison and Cass felt guilt like she hadn't felt for a long time.

“My father belittles me for every little action I do and doesn't try to get things from my perspective before immediately jumping to conclusions about me. My mother raised me to kill and belittles me just as much as father. And don't even get me started on my grandfather.” he said bitterly.

“And Jonathan?” he said, chuckling bitterly. “Tt. He leaves me the moment he gets an invitation to the Legion of Superheroes and decides to call me Baby Hitler. He treats me as if I'm dirt from the bottom of his shoe and ignores me whenever he can.”

Jonathan looked down. Part because of the complete shame he felt at the hurt he had bought Damian and part because the numerous nasty glares sent his way.

“So now ask me again. Why would I believe what those entitled brats had said when it's true?” he asked the room. Raven eventually hovered over his bed and sat down.

“We know that no amount of apologies is going to make up for what we did to you.” she said and Damian scoffed.

“But we are willing to wait.”said Jaime. He had been silent throughout Damian's speech but his guilt hadn't. Even the bug had been quiet.

“Really?” he asked incredulously. When everyone nodded he took a deep breath. “I don't want to be Robin then.” when he heard a mix of sounds he held his hands up to continue. “Most of the problems stemmed from me being Robin and truthfully, I think it would be nice to sleep for a while and not wake up to a dozen or so bruises covering your torso.” he added lightly, as if to joke. It had the desired effect and numerous people snorted.

“That's more than okay, Damian.” said his father, relief evident in his voice. He had his cowl down and Damian could see the love in them that he had never seen before.

“Also can I have a cat?” he added. Bruce just held back his groan at the thought of getting another pet but he saw Damian's face and gave in. What was the harm anyway?

“Sure.”

And even though they all knew that things won't be all dandy and cheary, they knew that they would be able to pull through.

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[bigskydreaming]

In my ideal world where Dick and Jason have the strong brotherly bond I want them to have, the Ric Grayson thing happened like in canon, and Bruce and Babs came back to the rest of the family and reported Ric wants to be left alone and they should all respect his wishes. 

But two seconds later Jason’s halfway out the window and Bruce is like, “Jason, are you listening?” 

And Jason calls back over his shoulder: “Totally, it was a really neat story B, I just remembered I left the stove on, gotta go, bye!”

Then he drives straight to Titans Tower where he abducts/sorta-politely-requests-the-assistance-of Lilith. “I need your help with something, c’mon you owe me.” 

And Lilith’s like: “....you’ve never done done a damn thing for me in my life, why the fuck would I owe you anything?”

And Jason’s all: “Ugh, damn. I was sorta hoping if I just led with that and put enough conviction in it you’d just roll with it, I hate doing this next part if I can avoid it.” 

To which he adds, through gritted teeth, with actual beads of blood rolling down his forehead where normally there would merely be beads of sweat as proof of exertion, but everything’s just a Little Bit Extra when Jason does it: “I need your help with something, c’mon, I’ll owe you.”

And then Lilith’s eyes glow and in a thunderous voice that rattles the heavens in their windowpanes, Lilith says, "The bargain has been struck, so shall it be!”

And Jason’s like: ”...what the fuck was that.” 

Lil just shrugs and says, “I’m not really sure. I’m maybe a little bit of a demigoddess or something? Hard to say, nobody ever spends enough time on me as a character or actually finishes my plotlines enough for me to actually know what my whole deal even is. Its kinda like Donna, but my story arcs are more just ‘All the confusion, but none of the denoument’.”

“Huh. Hey are we breaking the fourth wall right now?”

“Oh, totally. But I’m pretty sure we’re allowed because gay rights.”

“Sweet.”

And then they go together to Bludhaven and break into Ric’s apartment and Ric’s like who the fuck are you, and Jason’s all: “I’m the brother of the guy who’s you but faster and this is Lilith, she’s maybe a demigoddess, we’re not sure.”

And Ric’s just: “I have no idea wtf any of that means, and the way just the sound of it makes my head hurt is why I’m pretty sure I told Desperately In Need Of Therapy Man and the redhead who made a point to tell me a hundred different times in under five minutes that she and I definitely never dated, when literally all I asked was if she knew where the bathroom was: I. Don’t. Want. None. Of. Your. Drama.”

Jason just smirks. “Oh no, I got your message loud and clear with the rest of the family. Its just that I’m better at loopholes than the rest of them. Also logic. And I mean, pretty much everything. Definitely the best at not staying dead, and having flair, like at least I actually know how to stage a comeback...”

Lilith interrupts him gently. “Jason? Think you’re getting off topic, maybe?”

“Oh. Right. Point is, so yeah, I heard what you wanted but then I thought to myself, Self, why should I give a fuck what THIS dude wants, when as he pointed out, he’s not even my brother? Like, he’s totally legit for not wanting shit to do with our hot mess of a family. I can kinda even respect him for that and for just spitting it out there rather than succumbing to the existence-sucking vortex that is our dad’s Eternal Depression Spiral and Ensuing Drama which then takes over our entire lives as well and creeps ever onward in its quest to eventually swallow the entire universe. I mean like Darkseid could never, he’s amateur hour compared to the endless Night of Brooding that B would darken the whole universe with if he didn’t have us to gut-check his ego and be all “get over yourself dude, you and your issues are not the most important thing in existence” every once in awhile...”

Ric: “I think your friend mentioned something about a point.”

Jason glares at him. “I was getting to it! I think. Eventually. Okay here’s the deal, Understudy That Nobody Asked For, you’re absolutely valid for saying you don’t owe us jack shit, but turn around is fair play and turns out, that just means I don’t owe you jack shit either. You’re not my brother, and so instead of giving a fuck what you want, I asked my self, Self, what would my actual brother want here? Would he want to just...not exist, while his family is currently in the midst of being the hottest of all hot messes to ever mess hotly? Or would he want somebody to go grab one of the most powerful psychics in existence, who also happens to be a close personal friend of his, and get her to just exorcise the Existential Crisis That Just Didn’t Know When To Quit so I could have my brother back and we could all just get back to normal? I mean, except for you, I guess that would probably suck from your perspective, its just - as established, I don’t have to give a fuck, soooooo.....I’ve decided not to....I know, awkward, huh....”

And Ric blinks. “Fuck. Your logic is sound. The parts of it I understood at least. Umm...I’m not thrilled, obviously, but it doesn’t sound like I could do anything to stop it and its not like I’m exactly living it up and having just an awesome, enviable existence or anything, so....what even happens now?”

Jason checks his watch. “Oh I think now we just wait another ten seconds for Lilith to finish what she’s been doing since we got here while I vamped like a motherfucker and kept you too distracted to try and keep her from messing with your head. Which the ironic thing is you probably coulda done a pretty decent job of if you’d known to try, since one of the many things you didn’t want to know about my brother is that he has freakishly obnoxious willpower he uses in all sorts of other ways besides just being a stubborn asshole, and since you’re basically him no matter what you pretend or want to believe, that probably applies to you too, and so....”

And then Dick blinks and stumbles before catching himself gracefully because he’s Dick Grayson (again) and that’s just what he does, be smooth and graceful like a stubborn asshole even when he’s drugged or sleep deprived or just awakening from several months locked inside his own subconscious because amnesia or whatthefuckever.

Ugh, Jason thinks to himself grumpily. His brother is just the absolute worst.

And Dick’s like: “Jason? Lil? What are you two doing here? Together? And wait, where is here? What the fuck happened?”

And Jason’s all: “So much, Dickiebird, but almost none of it is interesting or anything I care about. So catch the Cliff Notes later from somebody who was actually paying attention and just head back to Gotham with me so I can reclaim my apartment from the Turdlings who have started dropping by it whenever the fuck they feel like. Because apparently, they’ve decided in your absence all Oldest Brother Privileges and Responsibilities are automatically ceded to me, and I absolutely fucking object. Especially since it turns out the ‘privileges’ are misnamed at best and totally not fucking worth it. In fact, I object so fucking much, our next stop is Zatanna or some other big name magic wunderkind so they can whammy you with some kind of immortality ritual, I don’t care how hard it is, I will pay literally any price and take it out of Bruce’s bank accounts because I’ve decided you’re just not allowed to die now, ever, I fucking refuse to have to put up with any of this bullshit again, the next time you try and fuck off to the Great Trapeze in the Sky.”

And Dick blinks, like; “What?”

Jason just whines like the big baby he really is underneath all the bluster and bloodshed. “Look its been a very long year and I’m tired and stressed and can we just go home already, this place sucks and I hate it. Like damn, you really live like this? Amnesia You apparently decided to rebel against good taste along with everything else.”

Dick softens. “Sure Little Wing, lets go home and see if someone else can catch me up to speed. You do tend to leave out a lot of pertinent information on the basis of not caring about things other people consider relevant. Like....laws.”

“Fuck you, I can’t believe you’re coming for me and my amorality like this when I just saved your overrated ass from a lifetime of not existing but also making terrible life choices.”

“And I’m sure I’ll be very grateful once I understand what exactly it is you saved me from, I can’t properly appreciate you if I don’t know what the stakes were, can I?” Dick says. Before Jason can appear too mollified though, he continues. “Although from what I have put together so far, it sounds like Lilith probably did most of the heavy lifting, so isn’t it really her who saved me?”

“This is why I never do nice things for you!”

“I’m joking, jeez, lighten up, Little Wing. Just because your frame is load-bearing now doesn’t mean you gotta act like everything’s so heavy...”

“Hah! I knew you resented me for being bigger than you ever since I came back!”

“Well I’m sorry, its just not natural. I’m the oldest brother, I’m supposed to be bigger than you, that’s just the rule....”

“Oh, well excuuuuuuuuse me, Mr. I Make the Rules, I’m so sorry for getting murdered and then coming back from the dead and being thrown into a Lazarus Pit that just happened to have the side effect of making my remaining growth spurts get me all the way to my optimal size...”

“Aha! So you admit that your being bigger than me isn’t a natural phenomenon!”

“Oh please, I would have ended up bigger than you even without the Lazarus Pit. You’re a shrimp! You’re a shrimp that flies, its that whole acrobat/gymnast thing, you’re a tiny little man and you just need to get over the fact that everyone else who is over eighteen and not Tim is always going to be bigger than you and always was!”

“Aaaaand, they’re back,” Lilith sighs to herself, rolling her eyes fondly as she follows them and the dumbest argument ever out the door. Admittedly, she wouldn’t have it any other way.

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subsequent, we've a repository recognized for television-related addons. For the duration of the previous few months, this form of addons has come to be hard to discover. Every stay-tv and on-name for options have disappeared, that’s why we felt excited to discover the certainly caz repo. Actually caz is slowly turning to legal addons, to avoid getting on the radar of copyright safety businesses. Right now, we advocate you to attempt addons like livetube, youtube, and maybe even earth cam if you’re searching out some thing instructional.

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8 : mr. Freeworld (legionworld tv)

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9 : kodi nerds

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The Bright White Light, The Cool Night Breeze

Jason stood on a Gotham roof, slouched over on himself with his helmet at his feet. He needs a cigarette. There are no words for the pain in his chest or the screams of torment in his head. She’s gone. Never to return again. He knows it. No one lives long in the capture of the Joker. That was a lesson of hard experience. He could still feel the pain of his ribs breaking as the crowbar came down on his prone weak form. He can hear the clown laughing and his pained screams. All just par for the course at this point. His whole life has been loss from the beginning. He should be used to it by now…and yet, there is nothing he could do. The last time he felt this bad was when Tim fell victim to the Joker’s schemes. That was a dark day and he was in Metropolis. When he heard about it second hand from Barbra, he almost lost his mind. Replacement or not, he still cared for the kid. Bruce forbade him to come home until it was resolved, and he was forced to obey due to the simultaneous drain of funds due to Oracle.

             Honestly, the sinking feeling in his chest that had been there since his resurrection was not helping the churning of his stomach as those memories rushed through his head. He took out a cigarette from his jacket and lit it with easily practiced motions. There were only two ways to deal with his stress right now: kill or smoke. He chose the one that wouldn’t result in Bruce beating the shit out of him again. The only comfort that he had was the fact that Dick wasn’t doing much better than he was at the moment. Dick had searched for about a month before he nearly had a mental breakdown. Bruce sent him back to Bludhaven and told the police not to let him back into Gotham for fear of Nightwing going on a Red Hood style rampage. Jason, on the other hand, is still searching but he is finding it harder and harder to put on his helmet every day. Just another connection to that bastard. No one can keep track of the Joker for long. He keeps switching locations and covering his tracks.

             They all loved her, but Jason most of all. He loved her like it was his last lifeline. There were no words for how he felt for her and there never would be. She was the reason that he managed to endure Bruce, depression, and psychotic tendencies. She made him want to keep fighting. If she dies…Gotham’s rogues will die with her, he vows, saving Joker for last and to hell with what Bruce may say. Exhaling smoke he rolls his shoulders back and looks out into the bleak Gotham night.

              Across town, in an abandoned club Rebecca was practicing some moves on a pole. Catwoman was trying to gauge her flexibility. As she arched her back around the pole she pulled her left leg over her head and used her ankle to grip the pole for balance, her shorts riding up to see the barest shadow of her underwear. Usually she would have minded, but lately, something has possessed her to be more rebellious. Maybe it was the drugs, but more likely it was because it pissed the Joker off to see others ogling his daughter. Her hands slid down the pole as she spun around it upside down. Her arms had bruises and scabs all over them, but she didn’t care; it wasn’t like pain actually affected her anymore. Her nerve endings were so fried she was surprised she still recognized pressure on her skin. She couldn’t feel cold or pain, only pleasure or heat. She didn’t suppose that this was a foul existence. She swung herself off the pole. She was bored. She had been learning 3 different fighting styles, how to use guns, knives, blunt force weapons, and her custom daggers and now all she was working on was parkour. She wanted blood. Blood could slake the awful gnawing on the inside of her brain. It felt prickly and uncomfortable, like a numb burning sensation.

             “You have good balance, kid.” Catwoman purred from the chaise she was perched on. Rebecca tutted like a certain demon spawn. She cartwheeled off stage and vaulted herself onto a table and stretched. She tore the stitches on her exposed stomach in the process. If there was one good thing about this arrangement is that she had developed beautiful abs. She felt something running across her skin and saw the blood. Taking a finger, she scooped some into her hands and licked them clean. Jumping off the table she went to get the first aid kit and her auntie Ivy.

The halls were barely lit. Her eyes were becoming far more sensitive to light as of late and she threw temper tantrums until they finally turned the lights down. She strutted down the halls knowing damn well that if anyone touched her, she would give them hell and then her father would give them death. Skipping down the polished concrete halls, she ran her nails along the walls making a nice scratching sound. As she skipped she started to sing. Nonsense snippets of songs that made no sense combined the way that she did.

             When she got to the private rooms, she went to the door that she knew was serving as Ivy’s boudoir. Not bothering to knock, Rebecca walked inside and flopped on her sitting flower. She was the only one other than Harley that Pamela would let into her room and because of this, she got a sitting flower. Ivy was typing on a laptop very quickly.

             “I thought you were practicing with that hussy. What brings you here, Rosebud?” Ivy still hadn’t looked up.

             “One of the gifts daddy gave me started bleeding because I ripped my stitches.” Rebecca’s voice had changed too. Her throat was raw after the last time Joker took her into the lab rooms. After she stopped bleeding and foaming at the mouth, her voice sounded deeper and raspier, yet at the same time, she was capable of vocal mimicry to a terrifying degree, even able to produce a facsimile of male vocal tones. She was currently mimicking Harley to emphasize the sarcasm. Ivy looked up and saw the blood running sluggishly out of her stitches. Sighing and grabbing the first aid kit, she moved Rebecca’s flower closer to her own.

             “How did you manage to rip them? This is the third time this week!” Ivy huffed as she began to sanitize the needle.

             “I was practicing parkour. Daddy wants me to be as good as the wonder brats.” Rebecca said, speaking normally. She rolled her green, lightly glowing eyes. The chemicals that she and her father’s DNA were bathed in created the sick looking radioactive green. Looking into Ivy’s nearly turquoise eyes, she smirked, “I have to admit though, it brings back memories of when I used to take gymnastics.”

             “I’m going to give you your next dose while you’re here. It should help.” Ivy said while cutting the ruined stitches out of her side. Rebecca nodded. The enhancement drugs were different from the chemicals which were different from the psychosis-inducing drugs that she has been getting from her father. They were to make her joints more tensile, her bones denser, her muscles stronger, her agility improved and enhance her healing factor by a small fraction. It would help her heal faster and without scarring. The serum was derived from her blood sample, Ivy’s plants and some of the multitude of supplies that Joker had stolen from Star Labs, Wayne Tech, and Lex Corp. over the years. Ivy and Victor had been slaving over the stuff for about two weeks before it was done. But boy, did it hit the spot. She was able to actually function after lab days when her body was pushed past the limits of physiology.

             As soon as Ivy finished the stitches, she went to one of the tables in her room and grabbed a hypodermic needle. She hooked up the drip and plunged the IV into her arm. Rebecca leaned back and sighed in her flower, the sensation of the serum hitting her veins was nearly euphoric. It was tingly and relaxing yet energizing all at the same time. The world was temporarily okay. She knew that the serum had CBD in it to keep her calm and not rip the needle out, but she wouldn’t have taken it out anyway, it felt too good.

             Her long green-black hair flowed over the petals of the purple flower that she had taken to using as a bed. She understood why Ivy liked to sleep on them, they were really comfortable. This particular flower smelled divine and mixed with the sensation of the serum had her in a semi-conscious state. She gave a dizzy smile with her black lips and giggled. Ivy looked down at her and gave her a sad smile, which soon went back to her normal expressionless countenance. She flipped her hair and went back to her flower and continues to work on her laptop.

             Rebecca listened to her keystrokes absently and she began to think. She was losing memories. She knew it. It was an undeniable fact that with all the chemicals that there was bound to be some damage to her neural synapses. So, she worked hard to remember her old life. One that she knew was out of her reach forever now, but still full of happy memories. She remembered boys. Two of them were older than her. One of them she considered like her brother, the other was associated with something intense but undiscovered, new, powerful. The other two were younger and she thought of them as little brothers. She cared for them deeply and even though they both had issues conveying their emotions, she knew they cared about her. Then there was a cold presence in her head. A man. He was intimidation and cool rage. Terrifying was the word she would use to describe him.

             “You’re wrong, they don’t care about you. If they did they would have come for you by now.” It was back. That voice.

             It usually came while she was recovering from labs. That intrusive voice in her head. It gave her migraines of unbearable caliber. It confused memories and destroyed long-held convictions. It rearranged her personality and made her angry. Angry that she had lost control and was losing more every day. It created doubt. Doubt kills in this business. And above all, she wanted to at least live through this because in her eyes that meant she won.

Next: http://deepdarkvoidchild.tumblr.com/post/179315515577/if-bitterness-is-my-cancer-fire-is-my-cure

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Hal Jordan Reading List

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❝ Hal Jordan – he’s the anti-Batman. Batman has everything mapped out seven ways, while Hal will jump off a cliff and figure out how not to die on his way down. ❞

                                                                                            - Kurt Busiek

Q: Why is Hal killing all these people? I thought he was a good guy? Why does he have thigh-high boots?

A: In January of 1994 (Green Lantern v3 048) Hal’s home aka Coast City is destroyed by Mongul while battling Superman. Hal kind of goes insane and basically turns into a supervillain named Parallax who only wants to “fix” the universe. The writers have stated in various interviews that they were rushed for time so if the story seems rushed & out of place well.. it’s because it is. Still, it’s a part of Hal’s history! The whole thing was basically retconned in Green Lantern: Rebirth by Geoff Johns. The boots are because Parallax is really just a big a drama queen. Hal is Parallax from 1994-1996.

Q: Why is Hal a big tortured green ghost? I thought he was Green Lantern?

A: After the events of Final Night Hal gets sent to purgatory and is only released to become the Spectre, the Spirit of Vengeance in the DC Universe. The Spectre basically needs a human host in order to exist on the physical plane so Hal is chosen because he feels like he deserves to be punished for what he’s done. Hal the Spectre from 1999-2004.

Q: Who’s Hal? I thought Green Lantern was John/Kyle/Guy/Simon/Jessica--

A:

Boy do I have news for you.....

This is my recommended reading order that I think will give you a good introduction to Hal Jordan as a character.

You could always start at the chronological beginning and make your way forwards, but that usually isn’t the best way to get into a character. Start with the stuff that will get your attention and is easier to digest, and then you can go hard and dive into the huge volume of works all about my favorite green boy.

Q: How do I read these? I’m broke af!

A: There are many places to read comics online! Readcomiconline.to has most of these! If you need to read first online and then when you get $$ buy them IRL or online (with Comixology, Amazon, etc.) then I don’t judge you.

Q: I have a question about (insert continuity question here) or (insert random comic here)..

A: I’m always open to asks about anything related to my son. :’) HMU! I will explain everything I promise.

Q: You missed one / there’s a typo in this list / I think you should have put x comic in y section..

A: If you think I missed anything please let me know! I may have forgotten one, or there may be a Hal comic lurking around that I haven’t read.. doubtful.. but it’s a possibility..

Any suggestions about reading order please send as well! I’m always open to changing the list/having convos about my son.

Q: Are there any new comics with Hal comic out rn??

A: Yes! Hal Jordan and the Green Lantern Corps gets updated every 2 weeks. There’s also a Green Lantern / Star Trek series called Stranger Worlds, and a Planet of the Apes/Green Lantern series that are both on-going. Hal will also make an appearance in Flash v5 024 (june 14), and will be featured in the upcoming DC event-prequel called Dark Days - The Casting 001 and also in the DC Metal event in certain issues (which #s are unconfirmed). He is currently not on the Justice League title.

Darkseid War: Green Lantern

Green Lantern: Rebirth

Green Lantern: No Fear

Green Lantern v4 a.k.a. Geoff John’s run 001-042

Blackest Night (043-052)

Green Lantern v4 053-067

Green Lantern v5

Green Lantern: Future’s End

Hal & the Green Lantern Corps (current on-going series)

Now you have a basic introduction to Hal Jordan’s character and what he’s all about. Now it’s time to start in on some of his relationships! Hal’s main relationships in his life are: Carol Ferris, Barry Allen, and Oliver Queen. Carol is his on-again off-again romance spanning from the 60s to mid-GL v5. Barry, a.k.a. the Flash, is his best friend. Oliver Queen is his other good friend.

BARRY ALLEN

Flash & Green Lantern: The Brave & The Bold

Flash v4 Annual 002

Flash v5 023-024 (out june 14!)

Justice League n52 001-012

Flash v1 131, 143, 168, 175, 191, 222, 225, 275-277, 322

Green Lantern v2 013, 020, 043, 200

Justice League of America v1 096, 139, 156, 170, 186

Flash: Rebirth 001

General Mills Presents: Justice League 003

Christmas with the Super Heroes 002

OLIVER QUEEN

Hard Traveling Heroes a.k.a. Green Lantern v2 076-122.

Green Arrow v1 001

Green Arrow v2 019-020, 095-096, 136

Green Arrow v3 007-009, 017, 065

Green Arrow & Black Canary 001, 004-005, 007, 029-032

Legends of the DC Universe 007-009

DC Universe - Decisions 001-003

Justice League - Cry for Justice (note.. most people think this is terrible & OOC. But you can decide for yourself!)

CAROL FERRIS

Green Lantern: Secret Files and Origins

Green Lantern: Rebirth

Green Lantern v2 073, 083, 145, 172, 180-185, 190

Green Lantern v3 021-024, 026-027, 032, 036, 041, 119

Green Lantern v4 018-020, 029-035, 038, 050, 053, 063, 067

Green Lantern v5 001, 003-007, 020

DC: The New Frontier

JLA: The Nail

Now that you have a grasp on Hal’s relationships, I have a few favorite one-shots and Hal appearances that I think are excellent reads.

DC: The New Frontier

Green Lantern / Superman - Legend of the Green Flame

Green Lantern - Ganthet’s Tale

Green Lantern - Willworld

JLA / Spectre - Soul War

Justice 001-012

Brave and the Bold v3 001-002, 004-006, 012, 015, 019-022, 030

DC Comics Presents: Green Lantern

Harley’s Little Black Book 002

JLA 035, 115-120

JLA: Year One 001-012

Alright now you’re ready to sink deep into the rest of Hal Jordan history. Basically the best thing to do at this point is to start at the beginning and work your way up to present day! NOTE: I have included every single appearance of Hal (not already mentioned above) in this section so I put a lot of it under a READ MORE! Don’t miss out on it if you’re on mobile! :-)

Green Lantern v2

Green Lantern Corps v1

Green Lantern v3 001-047 aka Pre-Parallax

Green Lantern 048-050 aka Emerald Twilight

Zero Hour: Crisis in Time

Green Lantern v3 055, Annual 004, 063-064, 100-106

Final Night

Green Lantern v3 081

Day of Judgement

The Spectre v4

Green Lantern v3 119, 145, 150, 155

Green Lantern Corps Quarterly 001-005, 008

Green Lantern Corps v2 016, 020-022, 026, 045, 058-059

Green Lantern Special 001-002

Green Lantern: Circle of Fire 001-002

Green Lantern: Emerald Dawn (note: this is an alternate version of Hal’s origin story that is not considered canon)

Green Lantern: Emerald Dawn II (still not canon..)

Green Lantern: Emerald Warriors 002, 008-010

Green Lantern: Mosaic 003, 005, 015-018

Star Trek / Green Lantern: The Spectrum Wars

Star Trek / Green Lantern: Stranger Worlds (on-going)

Planet of the Apes / Green Lantern (on-going)

Green Lanterns 024

Tales of the Green Lantern Corps 001-003, Annual 002

Green Lantern Legacy: The Last Will & Testament of Hal Jordan

Green Lantern: Fear Itself

Green Lantern: Larfleeze Christmas Special :’)

Green Lantern 80-page Giant 001

Green Lantern vs Aliens 001

Green Lantern / Plastic Man: Weapons of Mass Deception

Green Lanterns: Rebirth

Sinestro Corps Special 001

Tales of the Sinestro Corps: Ion

Tales of the Sinestro Corps: Parallax

War of the Green Lanterns Aftermath 001

Brightest Day 000-001, 015

Flash v2 069-070, 074, 077, 079, 130, 198, 200, 207, 215-216, 219, 246, Annual 008

Legends of the DC Universe 001, 007-009, 012-013, 028-029, 033-036, 038

Time Masters: Vanishing Point

Action Comics 601-635

Justice League of America v1 001-056, 058-68, 070-083, 085-093, 095-122, 125-130, 132-133, 135-137, 139-144, 147-153, 155-180, 182-190, 192-195, 197-200, 206, 211-213, 219-220, 224, 231, 240, 250, 261

Justice League of America v2 000-010, 012, 015, 022-024, 026, 029, 031, 041-043, 045, 051-053, 059

Justice League of America 80-Page Giant 001

Justice League Europe 039-045, 047, 049-050

Justice League International 010, 024, 051, 053-057, 060-061

These are the rest of Hal appearances.. if you’ve made it this far.. god speed.

52 - Week 006, 013, 033

Action Comics 350, 366, 429, 437, 443-444, 470, 483, 489, 527, 589, 642, 770, 836-837, 850, 873, 884-886

Adventures in the DC Universe 016

Adventures of Superman 473, 648

All-Star Comics 068

All-Star Section Eight 002

Amazons Attack! 002-003, 005

Aquaman v1 061

Aquaman v2 004, 007

Aquaman v4 013

Batman: The Return of Bruce Wayne 001-002, 006

Birds of Prey v1 112

Blackhawk 228-230

Bloodbath 001-002

Booster Gold 000-001, 007, 1000000

Brave & the Bold v1 028-030, 059, 069, 100, 112, 134, 155, 173-174, 181

Chase v1 009

Convergence: Green Lantenr Corps 001-002

Convergence: Green Lantern - Parallax 001-002

Convergence 001, 004-008

Countdown to Infinite Crisis

Crisis Aftermath: The Battle for Bludhaven 005-006

Darkstars 000, 011-012, 023

DC Challenge 012

DC Comics Presents: Justice League of America

DC Comics Presents 006, 026

DC Special 008, 019, 021, 027

DC Special Series 000-001, 006, 024, 026

DC Super Stars 014

DC Universe 001-003

DC Universe Halloween Special 2009

DC Universe - Legacies 003-004, 008-009

DC Universe: Trinity 001-002

DC / Wildstorm: Dreamwar

Deadman: Dead Again 001, 004-005

Death of the New Gods 002

Deathstroke the Terminator 013

Detective Comics 350, 438

Eclipso: The Darkness Within 002

(Elseworld) Evil’s Might

(Elseworld) Injustice: Gods Among Us Year 1-5

(Elseworld) JLA: Age of Wonder 001-002

(Elseworld) Batman: The Dark Knight Strikes Again 003

(Elseworld) DC Bombshells 011

(Elseworld) Elseworld’s Finest 001

(Elseworld) Flash v2 Annual 007

(Elseworld) Green Lantern: 1001 Emerald Nights

(Elseworld) JLA: Another Nail

(Elseworld) Superman & Batman: Generations 003

(Elseworld) Superman & Batman: Generations II 004

(Elseworld) Superman: Red Son 003

Fanboy 002

Final Crisis

Final Crisis - Rage of the Red Lanterns

Final Crisis - Requiem

Firestorm v2 066-067

Flash 80-Page Giant 002

The Flash: Fastest Man Alive 009

The Life Story of the Flash

Flashpoint 005

Flashpoint: Hal Jordan 001-003

General Mills Presents: Justice League 001-004

Green Lantern and Silver Surfer (oh god)

Green Lantern: Space Ghost Special

Guy Gardner v1 001, 005-007

Guy Gardner: Warrior 020-021, 024, 030-031, 044

Guy Gardner: Collateral Damage 001

Hacker Files 006, 011-012

Hawkman v3 001-002

History of the DC Universe: Book Two

Hourman 016

Identity Crisis

Infinite Crisis 005-007

Invasion! 002-003

JLA: Liberty and Justice 2003

JLA: Secret Origins

JLA 80-Page Giant 002

JLA: Classified 047

JLA: Incarnations 001-004

JLA/Avengers 001, 003-004

JSA 019-020, 060-062, 077

JSA All-Stars 001, 008

Justice 3000

Justice League: Rise and Fall

Justice League America Annual 009

Justice League Quarterly 003, 008, 013, 015

Justice League Task Force 001

Justice League: The Rise of Aresenal 001-002

Justice League Wedding Special

Justice Society of America 006, 017, 038

L.E.G.I.O.N. 045-047, 057-058

Lobo 013

Manhunter v1 022

Martian Manhunter v2 023

Martian Manhunter v3 003, 005

Metal Men v1 054-055

Metamorpho Year One 006

Millennium 001-008

Mystery in Space v1 075

OMAC v3 007

Power of SHAZAM! 041

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Secret Society of Super Villains 002-005

Sergio Aragones Destroys DC

Shadowpact 001, 024

Showcase 022-024, 100

Starman v1 006

Super Powers: Green Lantern

Super Powers v1 002-003, 005

Super Powers v2 001, 003, 006

Superboy v2 013

Supergirl v1 008

Supergirl v4 078-080

Superman v1 199, 272, 311-312, 651, 664, 677 (CUTE), 683

Superman v2 014, 076, 082-083

Superman and Batman: World’s Funnest

Superman: Phantom Zone 002, 004

Superman: The Man of Steel 020, 026, 118, Annual 004

Superman: World of New Krypton 003-004

The Superman Family 169, 172

Superman: Lois and Clark 001

Superman’s Pal, Jimmy Olsen 151

Superman/Batman 017-018, 029-030, 056

Swamp Thing v2 024

Tangent: Superman’s Reign 007-008, 010-012

Telos 005-006

The Atom 008

The Multiversity Guidebook

The New Teen Titans v1 004

The OMAC Project 006

The Power Company: Skyrocket

The Spectre v3 047

The Super-Team Family 012

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Valor v1 014

Wednesday Comics 001-012

Wonder Woman v1 212, 214, 291

World’s Finest 174, 201, 300

Young Justice 041-042

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So...What’s Next? (Chp 19)

Seems more secrets are out...and Rainbow 7 decides to stick around.

           Bruce had then stepped out to get some air as well, and soon after he spotted Harley, Ivy and Munki standing nearby. He then questions as to what the three were discussing, with Ivy pointing out about whether Dick and Jason’s son will get the Robin mantle, since Mary didn’t.

           “I’d say we leave it up to those two” Munki pointed out “I figured Damian had helped out with choosing a mantle for Mary, as I was told of this”

           “Really? Looks like you’ve been given quite the right info” Ivy stated “Though, how were you given it is what’s confusing me”

           Harley pointed out that the reason he’s aware of this is that she herself works at the counseling office where he and Penny are in. Plus, she often sees Dick and Jason—and to an extent, Damian and Roy—going into Munki’s office while she has clients in hers. Hearing that information made Ivy’s eyes widen.

           “I was wondering where you worked at these past few months” she told Harley “And seeing Munki here as well, I get it now. Say, perhaps I can schedule an appointment?”

           “Of course, Miss Isley” Munki responded “But let Penny know about it first, since she’s the main receptionist there”

           Ivy nods as the four then marveled what else is going on inside, much to Bruce’s curiosity. Inside the ball area, things have quiet down a bit. Mary herself was standing at the punch bowl looking around, an aura of her curiosity around her. That’s when Connor went up to see if she needed anything. She jumped a bit upon his arrival.

           “Oh, Connor. I didn’t suspect you for a moment” she stated.

           “Sorry about that. But uh, your fathers sent me to check on you for a moment” he told her, rubbing his left arm in a nervous way.

           “Ah. Well, I should be alright for now, though…are you okay?” she asked him.

           Connor shook his head slowly in response. When she asked what’s wrong, he stated that he doesn’t want to tell Barbara about his hidden relationship with Tim, for he knew that they were married the moment he visited them. This got Mary’s attention big time.

           “W-Wait a second…you’re telling me that you have a crush on Uncle Tim?” Mary asked.

           “I, uh, wouldn’t call it that. Let’s just say that…it’s more than a crush…” Connor stammered.

           This tidbit has gotten the attention of Vivani and Tania, who weren’t too far from where Mary was standing. Soon as Connor saw those two, his face went a light pink color, fearing the secret had started making way.

           “Gee, I wonder how long this crush has lasted?” Vivani asked “Because the three of us wants to know, like, right away”

           “Well, basically, long before I’ve met any of you ladies” Connor responded “Heck, even before Dick and Jason ever got together…far as I can say”

           Soon after, Tania then wondered if this has went on even during Tim and Barbara’s relationship, right up to the wedding. Connor then added that he was gone on a trip during that time, so he was unable to attend. This of course explains why he wanted to catch up on the current events.

           “Well that’s good enough info for us” Tania said to him, but then asked “Any idea of telling this little secret to Tim and Barbara right now?”

           “…I dunno, I don’t want to upset her” Connor replied nervously “Besides, I really want to keep this between me and Tim…unless he decides to tell it”

           And as the others ponder on that thought, they soon turn and see Tim tapping on the glass to get the attention of everyone. Connor can feel a chill down his spine for he’s expecting the worse to come…or at some point, it would be good to reveal what he and Tim have been hiding from everyone, sans those who’s finding out about it prior.

           “Attention, everyone. I actually have some…other news to share” Tim stated “And it involves my friend, Connor Kent…”

           “Hot damn, this is gonna be good!” Lulu squealed, almost-quietly.

           Tim then took a deep breath as he continues onto his story, making sure Connor was somewhere within his sight.

           “See, about some years ago, Connor and I had first met when I was under the guise of Mr. Grayson” Tim continued “At first, he wasn’t much of a talker, but after moments of hanging around with him, he opened up pretty good”

           “Huh, didn’t know all of that” Vivani pointed out “But good to know, nonetheless”

           Tim then adds on that other members of the team…Roy being one of them at the time…had began to tease the pair, saying that they could be a couple of sorts. This somewhat embarrassed Connor, but was upsetting Tim in the process. However, as everyone disbanded, Tim had revealed that he was secretly having a crush on Connor, even before he met Barbara.

           “Guess the secret’s out now, huh, Connor?” Tania asked him.

           “Wait a sec…you actually liked him? How long was this going on again?” Barbara asked Tim, now surprised to finally hear this.

           “Ummm…a little over 5 years” Tim responded.

           Gasps swam across the ball room, which caught the sudden attention of Bruce, Harley, Ivy and Munki, who were all still out on the balcony. As the four stepped back inside, they began asking what just happened, with Damian chiming in saying that Tim’s been hiding a secret love affair from Barbara.

           “I’m afraid it’s a secret no more, apparently” Munki pointed out, then added “Though admitting to a secret is actually a key to having a healthy relationship”

           Curious, Barbara asked him as to how will it help? The primate, with Penny coming towards him, responds with telling about your past life will help your special other understand what you’re going through. And with what Tim had stated about his relationship with Connor is an example of it.

           “Oh! Well…I’m just surprised that he’s kept it for so long…although…it explained that day with Connor staying over for dinner” Barbara stated.

           “I remember that day! He was so nervous sitting next to you” Mary added, mentioning Connor in the mix “He practically blushed”

           And with the secret out, but now flushed with embarrassment, a red-faced Tim then turns his direction to Barbara, hoping that she’s okay with all of this now out in the open. To his surprise, Barbara smiled as she said that she was actually alright, for she understood why he hid it from her: So she doesn’t get angry. Soon the ball room was ringing in applause.

           “W-Wait, s-she’s not upset?” Connor asked, shaking “Like, n-not at all?!”

           “I’m afraid not. You gotta thank Munki for dousing the flames; he knows a thing or two about relationships” Vivani responded “Hell, he’s been researching on it for years”

           Soon as the applause stops, Barbara then pointed out that she’s actually okay with Tim seeing Connor again, even if he’s still married to her. However, they may have to fix their relationship status to avoid any further complications. This starts to upset him a little.

           “You mean like…a divorce?” he asked worriedly.

           “Well, I wouldn’t call it that. I was thinking like…an annulment of sorts” she replied.

           Tim was wondering what she meant by that, with Selina jumping in saying that annulments are like divorces, with the exception being that annulments makes the marriage become non-existent. In short, it’s as if Tim and Barbara had never married, but still have feelings for each other.

           “And in the case of young Kent there, he’d become Tim’s friend with benefits” Selina added “So basically, your marriage would cease to exist, allowing Tim to be with Connor again”

           Murmuring began to fill up the ball room, actually agreeing to what the situation has become. So with Barbara being okay with getting an annulment for the sake of having Connor around, Tim said that he would agree to go through with this.

           “Now with all of this cleared up, the party should appear to be over in a few” Munki calls out “So, why don’t we end this with a bang, yes?”

           With that in mind, the party had continued up on a positive note, with all the good news in the mist (mostly): Damian and Roy becoming engaged, Mary gaining a sibling, albeit cloned like her and Tim and Barbara annulling their marriage due to the former’s connection with Connor.

           “Well, looks like the party didn’t bomb like I feared” Lulu muttered “Which is a good thing, since I’m somewhat too drunk to notice much…”

           “Heh, soon as it clears, I’ll explain it all…” came Gordon’s voice, who wasn’t too far from everything he saw and heard.

           And when the time was roughly midnight, nearly everyone had left the party, thanking those who planned it for it was quite a blast. Among those were Jason, Dick and Mary, who had to leave on account of Mary being tired.

           “If she plans to join the Bat Family, we’ll have to mix up her sleep schedule a bit” Jason chuckled “It’d be a pain to have her sleep on the job”

           “I understand fully, Master Todd” Alfred stated “And I look forward to hearing the arrival of your son as well. Good night, you three”

           Jason smiles back as he nods in response, with the three joining in the truck with Tim and Barbara—Connor once again flies near them. Likewise, Harley said she was leaving for she has to head back to Bludhaven for work in the morning. Ivy was following suit, for she’ll driver her home.

           “It was fun and all, but we must get our beauty sleep. Sweet dreams” Ivy stated upon leaving.

           That just leaves Team Rainbow 7, who pretty much stayed behind to help Alfred clean up a bit, to make it much easier for him. And while all the cleaning was going on, Norman was then saying something about actually staying in Bludhaven for longer than he thought. This got Alfred curious, as to why he wanted to stay instead of going back home.

           “Well, we’re pretty much an adventurous team. Always had a thing for going places” he explained “And we’ve been living in both Gotham and Bludhaven for a bit over a year now. It’s like…we enjoyed it”

           “Really now? And that’s what made you want to stay?” Alfred asked.

           “Of course. That, and meeting nearly everyone here” Tifani chimed in “And after seeing Connor, I wonder where he’s from?”

           “He lives in Metropolis, according to what Tim had told me” Penny responded “In fact, after looking it up, that’s where I managed to find Clark Kent there…along with someone named Jon”

           And with Penny wondering about this ‘Jon’ character, she does continue to help out with the cleaning. Likewise, Bruce and Alfred were then wondering if Rainbow 7 really meant about them staying in Gotham.

           “They were right; it has been roughly two years since they’ve landed by some strange transportation” Bruce pointed out “And already they’ve gotten adjusted. Of course, they have yet to meet the rest of the rogues gallery”

           “I can say the same for Miss Todd as well” Alfred added, throwing Mary in the mix “There’s a chance she will encounter them as well…ever her upcoming brother”

           “True. Hopefully Jason and Dick knows what they’re doing; of course, I have faith in them” Bruce continued “And if Damian and Roy decides to have a cloned offspring, they may do the same”

           And by the time the cleaning was done, Rainbow 7 parted ways for they were ready to head home as well. Munki and Penny had already made way to head back to Bludhaven for their office, Hong Kong and Tokyo headed to Jason’s safe house—to which they now own—that’s in need of groceries, Lulu decides to stay with Norman and Norma for the night and the girls parted to their own places.

           “Y’know, you five never said where you’re staying yet” Norma pointed out.

           “Oh, we’ll save that surprise for the next moment or two” Tyreku replied “Hell, I might check Metropolis in the future, if anything there catches my interest”

           And with that, Rainbow 7 parted ways for the night, awaiting for what may come for the upcoming year. And with what Bruce was saying, he’s right: They, Mary and her upcoming brother have not yet meet the rest of the villains (though the brother hasn’t appeared yet). Plus, with Joker fully gone, Gotham may seem to be at peace.

           Of course, will that peace stay out longer? Only time can tell for everyone.

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#bring back Brenda from the coffeeshop too while we're at it #Bludhaven exists in current continuity so... #I want Cass to get a long running solo title again and have lots of other heroes get guest appearances #I'm given to understand that Harper retired from active vigilantism? #with a brief return to save Cullen from a villain #Harper helping out with gadgets and running comms could be fun #Cass is primarily a hand to hand combat fighter but she does USE the Bat Gadgets

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I hope Cass gets her own long running solo title again and that Harper & Cullen show up as recurring support characters for it, and we get fun crossovers with other heroes like Connor Hawke.

[our-happygirl500-fan]

Cassandra Cain’s Robins

Every sensible person knows that Cass should be the future Batman, she has the skill, the devotion to the mission and a true loyalty and belief in the Batsymbol and also she’s the only one who would want to and be good at it.

And every single Robin not only do not want to be Batman but they would also be terrible at it. DC has literally said this, showing us Dick would end up quitting, Jason would self-destruct (which he does pretty much all the time even without the pressure of the cowl), Damian would end up believing that Gotham’s not worth saving and Batman Tim is shown repeatedly as the Bad End future that we have to avoid. Duke also deserves better and every sensible person knows that Stephanie’s ultimate fate is to be the next Nightwing (and maybe after that Batwoman?)

So Cass is not only the best choice to be Batman but she’s pretty much the only choice but the thing about Batman is Batman needs a Robin and I think in a way Cass does too because even before she’s officially Batman she practically collects Robins from her partnerships with Steph when Steph was both Spoiler and Robin, to Cass and Tim being a dynamic duo in Bludhaven for a while heck if Duke had existed in preboot and DC had kept the 3-4 year age gap between him and Damian (Damian is 12 in Robin War and Duke was listed as 16 in the We Are Robin kids bios) then there would have been a 6-7 year age gap between Duke and Cass in preboot and she would have acted as a mentor to him within the Outsiders. In current continuity Duke and Cass have a very good partnership with Cass protecting and helping Duke not only on missions but also looking out for his mental and emotional help.

So not only would Cass be a great Batman but she’s already great with Robins but who would be the Robins that would fly by the side of Cassandra Cain’s Batman?

Damian Wayne: This would be temporary and probably the shortest run out of Cass’s Robin’s but I think Damian would be Cassandra’s first Robin in order to ease Gotham into the new Batman, having what Gothamites know as Robin saying this is Batman would ease Gotham into accepting the new Bat far more quickly than without. I like to imagine Damian giving up Robin sometime past his 15th Birthday though because I think the best possible future for Damian is just to live a normal life, after having his entire life trying to meet expectations and live up to legacies I think the best thing for Damian would be just to live his own life and make his own future where he doesn’t have to fight or prove himself and he can just live his life and have friends but one of his last actions as Robin would be to assist the transition from Bruce being Batman to Cass being Batman.

Carrie Kelley: A well known Robin, and I think she would become Robin just like she did in the Dark Knight Returns in that Cass saves her one night so Carrie buys a Robin suit from a costume party shop and starts fighting crime, eventually she runs into Cass and Cass takes her on as Robin.

Stephanie Brown’s Daughter: Listen I once managed to sit my friend down and explain the history of the Batfamily & when I got to the part about Steph’s pregnancy my friend said ‘watch that baby show up again in 30 years and become Robin’ and I laughed but then I remembered that’s exactly how Damian came into being, I like the idea of Steph’s daughter being just as heroic as her mother and with how much Cass cares about Steph how can Cass just let this kid fight crime by herself?

Helena Wayne: If Bruce and Selina had their daughter I can’t not imagine her growing up and wanting to be a hero and help people, as Robin Cass could help keep Helena safer than she would be on her own and also it would be a parallel to Batman Dick and how Bruce’s first son was the partner of his biological son and now Bruce’s first daughter is the partner of his biological daughter.

Terry McGinnis: No deeper reason other than I’m imagining a child Terry following Cass around and I think it would be cute (also Dustin Nguyen has drawn Cass in the Batman Beyond suit so there’s also that)