#Moving Circus wally

[artzybunny]

Moving Circus au on the way!

[wondersinwaynemanor]

performing at the circus, Dick was quite used to crowds, interacting with many people and cameras flashing to take photos of his moves. as a young, brilliant performer, kids would ask for his autograph because they were impressed by the things he could do.

Dick was a young star, born to be in the spotlight. then he lose his parents and he didn't think he was much of a star anymore.

so when Bruce first told him about attending the Wayne gala, Dick was hesitant. he could not really compare the circus, where he was comfortable and free, with a grand celebration full of pretentious, rich people and loads of paparazzis and reporters.

eventually, young Dick got used to it. he pretended, just like Bruce. he sometimes invited Wally or Roy, and it became easier for Dick.

for young Jason, it was harder. Jason only mostly interacted with the kids in the streets. sure, he had few interactions. but in his case, there were no cameras. no photographs and autographs were asked from him.

even though he did not realize it, Jason was also a young star. he loved the theatre and books. it was his imagination that kept him going with the amount of knowledge and talent he possessed that he wished he could share.

so when Bruce told him about attending the Wayne gala, Jason immediately said no. he didn't want to be in a room with people who would just look down at him and ask him what it was like in the streets. he would rather stay in the Manor, where he could continue with his passion for reading.

nobody could convince Jason to attend the gala except Dick. Dick was the the one who assured him that it was going to be okay. "It's going to be fun, Little Wing. We can laugh about people's poor choice of outfits and you can tell me which food needs more seasoning at the buffet."

so when Jason's appearance was needed after coming back, he didn't want to attend any other galas until Dick comforted and convinced him to.

[mistkisbiggestfan]

hey i kinda saw an opposite! tadc AU, i was wondering if you could do some general HC’s about how you think they would act and what dating them would be like?

have a great day or afternoon :D

Opposite AU! TADC Cast x Gn! Reader - Part 1

Tadc Cast x Gn! Reader

A/n: Hey guyssss, missed me? /j REQUESTS FOR TADC ARE OPEN!!

Summary: Opposite Au! TADC and how they are as lovers, part 1 Words: 1212 Request: Yes

HC for: Caine, Pomni, Jax, Gangle (Others will be in part 2)

Pomni —> Snarky, funny, very confident, flirty

Jax —> Anxious, panics a lot, 

Caine —> Out of it, doesn’t talk, a silent observer, creepish 

Ragatha —> Mean, not a people pleaser, 

Gangle —> You know those people in movies who are french, drink and smoke, and are basically depressed artists? Yeah, that’s her. She has two masks; a fiery, really angry one, and a fuck off, depressed one. 

Zooble —> Cares about others a lot, always helping

Kinger —> The most sane one, a father figure for others, very patient

✶ Caine ✶: 

Out of everyone, the worst partner, sorry. 

I mean the opposite! Caine just doesn’t understand real people. Like at all.

Can you even call it a romance? He learns a lot about humans through this relationship though.

This is basically a Character.Ai just worse. He doesn’t really talk, but is learning to do so, even though he is the ringmaster, and even after so many people have come and gone through the circus, it always seems like he just can’t grasp it. 

Takes a lot to calculate answers, especially when you try to make a move on him. 

Has a lot of already pre-made answers, like laughing at jokes. 

His code is made in a way that if it thinks something said is a joke, he laughs. 

“So Jax tripped and I said: You should learn how to walk again.” “✶Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha✶” 

Wally Darling type of laugh, very rhythmic, lacks emotion to it.

If he feels like he's falling for you, he’ll be gone for days, trying to see what’s wrong with his code. 

It goes on to the point that even the most uninterested person in the circus (Gangle) is mildly worried.

You’ll have to find him somehow, look at him and just let everything play out.

You stumbled across the digital land, looking for one person, well, AI, he was gone for almost a week already. This was weird, even weirder than him just hanging around you all, not a word escaping, just cold, calculating and all-seeing eyes. 

No member of the circus liked him that much. He just reminded them that with everyday that passes by, their humanity slips away more and more. But you, somehow, found him endearing, you got to know a side of him hid away, the one that was rather, nice? 

Finally, you saw a familiar figure, he sat, his legs dangling off the edge to the void, a big screen with lines of code, you cleared your throat. Not catching his attention, you decided to walk over and sit next to him.

The screen shut, yet he stayed silent, looking in front of him. A drop of sweat rolled down your face, you weren’t sure how it was possible but you’ll dwell on that later.

– …✶My Code, It Has To Be Broken✶…

– Why do you think so..?

– ✶ I Shouldn’t Be Feeling This, I Shouldn’t Be Feeling Anything, This Is New, New Code Should Be Impossible To Write Itself On Its Own✶”

– Well, there are always times for something new, right?

– ✶ I Don’t Understand✶…

– Let me help you do so, Caine. 

☆ Pomni ☆:

Extremely confident about herself.

Almost like normal Jax, almost, she’s just a bit better, and people actually like her.

The funniest person in the circus, the backbone of the community lmao.

When in a relationship she would be the flirtiest mf out there.

Is able to say the corniest and dumbest pickup line without feeling an ounce of shame.

Her ego is twice her size lmao.

She is snarky, sure, but still respects her friends and you, maybe except for Jax.

Really hates Jax for some reason (Because she sees him as a “weakling”)

WILL call you inappropriate names.

“I’m going to snap you in half Pomni.” “Kinky.” or “What if I like that?”

Has some soft moments, rarely, and will immediately act like nothing happened.

In reality she’s scared of messing up, but on the other hand how could she?

Almost too confident, having a heart to heart with her is HARD.

But it does happen!....Once or twice.

Invades your personal space, a personal space invader /ref

Sometimes when you show attraction to each other you just see opposite! Caine staring you two down.

She doesn’t care, and goes on to hit on you harder. 

Knows how to be mean just enough for you to still feel fine, that’s a true skill.

❀ Jax ❀:

Worse than normal! Pomni, he is panicking at all times.

A sweetheart when no one is shitting on him.

Like in normal Digital Circus everybody hates him, somehow they do so here too. 

You will have to reassure him a lot, like, a lot.

Since everybody puts him down and/or makes him panic.

A miracle that he’s not abstracted yet.

Yet.

Anyways, hold him, please he might die otherwise lmao.

And please, call him Jaxy, he will immediately do anything you say no questions asked.

Has keys to everyone's rooms out of safety reasons, really

Has a lot of fur, bro’s a walking plushy, instead of being a smooth bastard like normal! Jax.

A walking radiator, even though temperature is technically non-existent here.

If you fight he’s like: 

“My partner is mad at me…

…hope I die.”

If you’re really mad and don’t let him inside of your room, he will stay next to the door waiting, like a kicked puppy, won’t invade your space though, even with the keys to your room.

It’s only when you heard at least two people making fun of him for being pathetic that you let him in.

The little spoon while cuddling, or just nuzzles into you, even though he’s way taller than you. 

〹 Gangle 〹:

Living that “tormented, misunderstood artist” life. 

Has two masks: A semi depressed, apathetic, sassy one, and an all time angry one.

Breaks the angry mask while wearing it, is too focused on art and cares too little to fix it, nobody tries to fix it because they’re scared lmao.

Caine just spawns a new one after sometime, no clue why

Anyways very focused on her art, nobody can get in her studio,

Except for you, you have a free pass since you’re her s/o

Sometimes the relationship can get very toxic, if she’s painting or doing anything she won’t talk with anyone, get angry when they interrupt her, and will be gone from everything for up to a week. 

But it's those amazing highs of your romance that keep you two going.

She calls you her “muse”. 

Will say that you were created specifically as an artistic blessing for her, take that as you will. 

If you look at the definition of tired it has just a picture of opposite! Gangle.

Won’t ever tell you that but you’re the reason she didn’t abstract yet. 

Before you showed up she was going through a total burn out so you were truly a divine creature sent for her to study and capture as best as she can.

Is somehow able to smoke cigarettes? Where do they come from? How can she smoke with no lungs? How do those cigarettes light up? No clue. 

“Paint me like one of your french girls.” /ref

[zahri-melitor]

So I’m going to provide Potted Fanon Histories, one character at a time. Putting this all into a single timeline was too messy. If you have additions to give, would love to hear them.

Let’s start with Robin One, DICK GRAYSON.

Dick, 8-12: Haly's Circus. (Exactly who is in the crowd is up for debate. Definitely Bruce. Arguably half of DC at this point)

Dick, 8-12: Dick becomes Robin. Exactly how old Dick is for this varies depending on if the writer wants to think about Tiny Child Dick.

Dick, 14-15: Teen Titans get together. The line up of this Titans may vary but frequently looks far more NTT than Fab Five. Garth for instance is almost certainly not present.

Dick, 18-20: Bruce fires Dick or has a massive fight with him (it’s definitely getting fired, Dick does not quit), usually over Dick being attacked by the Joker. Sometimes over Dick being shot by Two-Face.

Dick’s time as Robin: largely an impenetrable black hole. He and Bruce did everything together, they were the best, etc etc. Dick calls Clark “Uncle Clark” and Diana “Aunt Diana”. Only storylines referenced will be sneaking out to try and kill Zucco, and maybe the Hanging Judge with Two-Face.

Dick’s time with the Teen Titans: As likely to just be ‘remembered highlights of Teen Titans 2003 (cartoon)’ as actual comics events, but if they are comics events it’s the highlights of NTT: Trigon, Brother Blood, Judas Contract, plus Snowbirds Don’t Fly. They’re based in New York. Dick’s closest friendship is with Wally.

Optional teen Dick storyline: ‘Dick was Slade’s apprentice!’ via some horrible mashing of Devin Grayson’s Renegade arc with TT03 (cartoon)’s Red X arc. Dick spent 6 months or so under Slade’s mental control.

Second optional teen Dick storyline: AU where he was a Talon

Dick, 20: after being fired/fighting with Bruce, Dick becomes Nightwing and moves to Bludhaven immediately. He is either working as a gymnastics teacher or training to become a cop.

Dick, still 20: goes on a ski trip with Jason.

Dick, 21: probably was a relationship with Kory. They broke up. The reasons why are unknown, or implied to be due to Mirage. If you’re really lucky there’s a joke about the wedding. (yes. Events happen in this listed order)

Dick, 21: in space when Jason dies. Has a guilt complex over this forever.

Dick, mid 20s: tried to kill the Joker at some point. The Joker lived. Little context is given for this other than maybe mentioning that Joker mentioned Jason’s death. This is the single event that has occurred during the 90s and 2000s between ADITF and UTRH.

Dick, mid 20s: is (probably) a cop. Conflict with Blockbuster, Blockbuster dies, Dick is ‘raped in the rain’ by Catalina Flores. Whether anyone remembers she is Tarantula is up for debate. This is the single thing Catalina ever does.

Subsequent to this, Dick’s just…hanging around Gotham and Bludhaven. Not a single event in Nightwing vol 1 after Nightwing 93 occurs. He’s around the Batcave helping Bruce track Jason down during Under the Red Hood.

Dick, slightly later mid 20s: becomes Batman while Bruce is dead. Insert preferred flavour of Red Robin 1 angst here. Battle for the Cowl may happen, but if it does the only aspect of it involving Dick was that Dick was reluctant to become Batman.

Dick mid 20s: raises Damian all on his own! They become incredibly close immediately and Damian never bonds properly with Bruce or SHOULD do so, as Dick’s Damian’s real dad.

Dick later 20s: Spyral arc MAY have happened. It was traumatic. Dick is now back as Nightwing.

Dick, currently: Dick has remained Nightwing since either stopping being Batman or since Spyral. No other events have occurred. He lives in Bludhaven, drops in at the Manor constantly and cheerfully teases his brothers. He may have shared custody of Damian and be living at the Manor with him part time. 

Dick, currently: is in a relationship with pick one - Barbara, Kory or Wally. If in a relationship with Wally, no event in the Flash has ever occurred. Linda who?

[anitabighug]

❥ A Perfect Experiment : Wally x Reader (She/Her Pronouns, Named) ✿

Chapter Masterpost: [  ♡   ♡    ♡ ] Chapter Six; Gifted

●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・● Though a few of the neighbours had offered to clean up in the morning, by the time anyone got to the clearing, it was long gone. Even Frank’s expertly crafted bonfire pit looked like nothing had ever happened, the grass flat and pristine as ever. Most of your neighbourhood shrugs it off, but you do take a note of Detective Julie on the case, dragging Frank around the clearing with an adorable outfit and a magnifying glass that is just far too big. She keeps calling him ‘Watson’ and you vaguely wonder how she knew a reference like that. You file the situation strictly in ‘not my circus, not my monkeys,’ and resolve to let yourself just be thankful you didn’t have to move your own record player again. Everything was returned in perfect condition, after all, even set up exactly as you liked it. Though, you will admit it was a tad worrying that someone had come into your home while you were sleeping. Though if it really was one of the neighbours, just too nervous to admit to such a sweet deed, you sincerely weren’t worried in the slightest. You were thankful for the spare time, vaguely remembering something important you needed to look into. ●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・● Alright, so here’s the plan. We’re gonna make up yesterday’s lazy day, which had turned into such a wash. Barnaby decided before even heading to sleep last night; he had SO much relaxing to catch up on, and nothing was going to stop him. He was going to wake up nice and late (He did not– the hustle and bustle of the clearing stirring him before he was ready), He was going to head to the bugdega for not one! But two! Of the most perfectest hot dogs ever! (How was Howdy out of ketchup? Of all the condiments to miss on the perfectest hot dogs– Why ketchup???) and he was going to return next door to his own home, where his newest friend had promised a dip in what was now going to be the warmest, nicest water ever– Why was he out? Now– Barnaby was NOT the grumpy type, but even he had his limits. Despite the warnings, here he was in the felt; Wally Darling, set up off the beaten path with a huge easel and canvas, staring intently at the landscape before them. Barnaby watched for a minute, and Wally just never moved. His exhausted eyes blinked one, then the other, and the only further movement was him squinting even harder. He couldn’t just sit and watch this. But… He peered past his darlingest friend; The paddling pool sat there, beckoning him… He let out a pitiful whine before succumbing to the responsibilities that came with being a good friend. “What’cha painting there, Buddy?” “Huh? Oh! Barnaby!” Wally, startled, turned up towards the dog towering over him, “I… Was just… Ah, I was painting Home, of course!” He finally dug the brush into his paint, swirling it around and lifting his hand towards the canvas, trying desperately to work around his trembling arm. “Home, Huh?” “Yes! Home,” Wally nodded firmly, and stubbornly pressed the brush into the fabric, sketching in the familiar box that he called his home, “You see, I saw the morning sun hitting it, and,” He mimicked a chefs kiss motion, completely forgetting the ‘kiss’ part before returning to his work, “I need to focus! Can’t dillydally, now!” “Mm,” Barnaby smirked, and flopped down a little, resting his big doggy head on Wally’s unsuspecting shoulder, “Weird– I didn’t know Home was blue. We have that in common!” The snicker from his shoulder shook Wally to his core. A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his darkened gaze shifted to the peripheral, examining the blue mass on his shoulder carefully. “You gotta rest, buddy.” Barnaby was firm on this, gingerly taking the brush from his hand. Wally grasped for it again, but was held back by Barnaby’s massive paw on his face. It muffled the ‘I do not!’s as Wally squirmed desperately, tantrum noises rumbling the blue felt in his face. Barnaby waited a few moments for him to tire himself out, before scooping him under his arm, the man hanging there limply, but continuing his grumpy mumbling. What a drama queen. “Yeah, yeah. I getcha. Sometimes things don’t go as planned, Buddy. But you just gotta–” He sent a tired look into one of Home’s windows as they approached, and the door swung open easily for him. Barnaby lifted Wally with one hand, and readied himself, before bowling the puppet through the door, “Roll with it,” Home’s door snaps shut before Wally realises where he is, and Barnaby gives the structure an appreciative pat on it’s trim, “Thanks, Bud. Take care of him, I’ll be back,” ●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・● You take another bite of your peanut butter toast, and flip the page in your notebook. It was as you thought; Last night should have been a bright, beautiful full moon. The weather said nothing about clouds, either, not a dang one! So what was that strange phenomenon? Perhaps it had dipped so low that the trees had hidden it from that angle, but… Surely you still would have seen the light? You take another bite, puzzling your question over with it, and staring lasers into the far wall. You resolve to answer this question later, closing the book and leaving it on your kitchen island, turning away to wash the crumbs off of your plate.

You fully expected a knock on your door sometime today, what with Sherlock out in full force, but you definitely weren’t expecting Barnaby. Especially not this early! You treat him to a big smile, though, and open the door wide, “Barnaby!! I don’t have snacks ready yet, but you can come in if you like, I’ve got the a/c running full blast and–” He holds up a paw to stop you, and takes in a deep breath. “It is time.” You stop in your tracks. “I have to admit…” You’re holding your breath. “... and this is hard for me, y’know,” Your brain is practically vibrating out of your skull. The excitement on your face is impossible to ignore, and leads to a steady laugh from Barnaby, “I, Barnaby B. Beagle… Might, just possibly!!!” He continues to draw it out, wondering how long you’ll go without blinking. “Might!!! Not know everything. I have a question.” All the tension leaves your body. You might just be able to die happy. After all this time, after all these adventures, Barnaby B. Beagle had a science question for YOU! You squeal with delight, and grab at his ginormous paws, pulling him inside and making a beeline for your lab, not even bothering to shut the front door. You scramble to shove your arms through your coat, and hurry to the table, pushing a few forgotten experiments out of the way haphazardly as you peer up at the dog, bouncing on the balls of your feet with excitement. “Honestly… Its more of a request. Y’see, I need some medicine.” You look crushed. He takes one look at you, and lets out a set of wheezy belly laughs, wiping a tear from his eye. “Oh, Barnaby. Shouldn’t you maybe go to Howdy’s for that? There are lots of kinds, and you really should leave mixing those things to the professionals–” You’re cut off as he finally manages to finish his riot, sniffling the last bits from his nose, “Not that kinda medicine, no ones sick!” He explained, resulting in a soft ‘phew!’ from you, “Y’see, I need something to make someone sleep. He’s havin a lot of troubles lately, ‘n he needs somethin’ nice to just put him to bed for a lil’ bit. Y’know?”

Hmm. You did know. Though the ‘perfect cure’ had certainly worked, and continued to work when you were desperate, you too were plagued by fitful sleeps. You explain your hypothesis, but Barnaby shoots it down pretty quickly, explaining that the friend didn’t really like to have company in his home after dark. Huh. You wrack your brain, tapping a finger against your lips to try to help you concentrate. There were things you knew of, teas and smells and flowers and honeys… “Though,” Barnaby muses, tilting his head, “... He might not mind as much if it’s you.” ●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・● This was how, despite your protests, and after an hour or so of mixing and chopping things to bring with you, you’ve ended up on the doorstep of Home. You peer behind you; giving a bitter stare to the dog that had made himself comfortable in your paddling pool, balancing a beach ball effortlessly on his nose and jamming out to your radio. Unfair; completely unfair. Though… You turn back to Home. You hadn’t spent much time with it since you arrived, and nervously, you give it a good morning. It creaks in response, and you can see the windows bend in to a cheery smile. Truthfully, despite your reservations, once you’d known one of your friends was in need you probably would have dropped all your plans anyways. Wally, however, wasn’t the type to need things. “May I?” You ask, raising a closed fist to the door. Home creaks agreeably, and you give a gentle but firm knock on the door. You wait a minute or so with no reply. You can hear noises from Home, though you don’t believe its directed at you. “... Home, I know I should wait, but I have some things I need to drop off for Mr. Darling. May I come in a moment?” You lift the basket that is hanging off your other arm to show to it’s waiting window. Another few internal noises sound before you get an affirming clap from the shutters. The door squeaks open, and you take the invitation heartily, stepping over the threshold. Home is decorated exactly as you’d expected. The living room is spacious, with an armchair big enough to get lost in, facing an intricate fireplace that looks well maintained. In fact, everything looks well maintained. Despite the dense collage of paintings decorating the walls, not a speck of dust is visible. From the entryway, you can see into his kitchen. You’d swear it had never been used before if you didn’t see the bowl of apples, piled higher than necessary, sitting on the counter. Despite the light pouring into the front rooms, the stairway just in front of you is shrouded in darkness. A shiver of fear runs down your spine, but you can��t put your finger on why. Wally wasn’t dangerous, he was Wally. He was sweet and charming and agreeable and polite. You push through your reservations, and call out through the dim halls, “Mr. Darling?” You pause, waiting for a response that doesn’t come. Your heart stings a little at this, hoping that at least the two of you were friends enough that he wouldn’t ice you out like this. “... Wally?” You ask again, a little more firmly. It takes another moment, but you hear a weak noise from somewhere beyond the staircase. There he was. You take the first step, and reach for the lightswitch, waiting a beat for the affirmative squeak from Home before you flick it, and complete your ascension. You find Wally in the room at the end of the hall. He is in his bed, blankets wrapped tight around his body but especially his face, leaving only his unblinking eyes visible. This look gives you pause. Barnaby said that he was exhausted, but the Wally in front of you looked so wired that he might just never sleep again. For some reason, you thought he looked an awfully lot like… A stray cat, ready to swipe when given the first affections from a good samaritan. Your lip wobbles a little with this adorable thought, and the worries you have for the situation fade away. You know exactly how to handle this kind of situation, easy peasy. You don’t acknowledge him, strolling over to his bedside table and setting a cloth wrapped parcel on top. “What’s that?” He asks in a hushed tone, obviously apprehensive about the whole situation. You unwrap the top, and the sides fall to reveal a plastic tupperware of sliced apples. His breath hitches, and you crack open the top, before turning on your heel, “I’ll be right back.” You promise, and stroll back downstairs. ●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・● By the time you return, the container has been practically licked clean. The top had been set back where it belongs, and a bit of the tension in Wally’s form had fallen. You take this as a sign to continue the calming assault, stepping back into his bedroom with a tray. Two mugs are balanced on it precariously, and you announce your presence softly, “Alright, Mr. Darling. I’ve got some–” “Wally.” He says sternly, and it stops you in your tracks. “What?” “You called me Wally. Earlier.”... He wasn’t wrong about that. A pang of guilt hits you in the chest. Did… He feel left out? It was true that he was the only one that she wasn’t on a first name basis with, but… Well, he’d never seemed to mind. You wonder for a moment if there were other ways you’d treated him differently, or unfairly. The thought of that nearly breaks your heart. “... Is that tea?” He asks finally, breaking you from your haze. You nod. “... Can you turn off the light?” This was a request you completely understood. A smile returns to your face, and you oblige, turning back and stepping into the hallway to turn off the light. You make your way carefully back to him, and sit yourself on the floor next to his bed. You take one of the mugs, and hand it to him, mentioning to be careful of the heat. You hear him untangle his hands, and though your eyes hadn’t quite adjusted, you feel him pick up the mug out of your hands. You pick up the other one, and take a sip. “It’s chamomile, and honey.” You explain quietly, gazing down at the mug as the shapes in the dark start to form again. “It helps with circulation. It’ll make you sleep better. I think it tastes pretty nice, too,” You give the liquid a quick swirl before taking another sip. You feel the warm edge of a mug bonk you on the cheek, and you turn back to the other puppet in the room, “Wally, you really should at least try it–” “Drank it all,” He promised, and when you lift the cup, you’re surprised to find that its completely true. You must’ve been so lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t hear him sipping. Strange. You decide not to press it, though. You tend to act a little weird around Wally as is, it wouldn’t be out of the question that you’d missed some things. Or a lot of things. You pull the basket back to your side, digging around in it for the last gift. As you lift it up and turn back to Wally, your vision has adjusted enough to finally see him. His grip on the blanket has relaxed, and it's now just draped over his shoulders. His eyes have returned to their half-lidded gaze, and hes watching every movement you make in the darkness. His pompadour has deflated, and blue locks curl across his face haphazardly. You set a tiny cloth bag, tied delicately with a pair of swirly ribbons and a tiny star-shaped charm, down next to his face. He stares at it, and picks it up, turning it over with a confused look. “It’s lavender, amongst other things,” You explain, “I mixed it up myself. The smell is known to be relaxing. I thought if I packed it up, you could keep it nearby to help? You know, with the sleeping?” He takes the package and lifts it to his face, giving it a short sniff. You briefly wonder what orifice he smells through, but again abandon this line of questioning. All your new friends have quirks, Wally could have this one too. “... Smells like you,” A squeak escapes you. He’s staring again. It was true that on occasion you’d mixed up a batch for your own spastic sleep schedule, but you didn’t think it was that strong. You lift your wrist to your nose and give it a curious sniff. Wally finally lets out a dry laugh in return. “... How do you feel? Sleepy?” You ask quietly, and tilt your head. Wally doesn’t move for a moment… Then he turns his face away from you guiltily, mumbling something under his breath. Oh, dear. You’d hoped it wouldn’t come to this, but you came prepared. You gently push the tray of mugs off to the side where they won’t be stepped on, and stand up. You can do this, you’re so brave, and you’re going to be so unbelievably normal about this. Wally is your very dear friend, and you’d done this with practically every other friend you had at this point. You could give him the courtesy, too, even if it made your brain swim and your stomach flop. Start small. You climb onto the bed, Wally sitting up with a start. He narrows his eyes at you defensively. You reach a hand towards him slowly, giving him a chance to pull away if he needs to, and brush the strands of hair out of his face. Your hand presses against his bare forehead. He hesitates a moment, before you feel him pressing back against it. You trace your thumb across his brow, and move your hand down slowly to cup his cheek. The tension in his shoulders all but disappears, and you can see his kitten grin broaden as he melts into your touch. You didn’t know how long you’d been holding your breath, but you finally release it in a soft sigh. You release him, and scooch yourself over to the head of the bed, making yourself comfortable before patting your lap. He blinks at you curiously. “I can’t take credit for this one,” You admit with a smile, “Poppy showed it to me. It’s scientifically proven to help you sleep, though. Promise.” You take his hand, and guide his head onto your lap. Hes stiff, gripping your previous gift in his hand so tight that you briefly worry that it might break. Luckily the tie holds, and slowly he relaxes. You tell him to close his eyes. He obliges. “... Can you sing me a lullaby?” He asks under his breath. Your cheeks flush, but you can’t possibly say no to such an adorable request. You bury your fingers in his hair, rubbing the top of his head with your thumb, and relaxing back onto the headboard before you start to sing to him, “If the stars were mine, I’d give them all to you,” Your voice is low and hoarse, still a little nervous that he was only joking, and that he’d pull away from you and laugh. That wasn’t the Wally Darling you knew, though, and you took his contented sigh as reason to continue, “I’d pluck them down right from the sky and leave it only blue… I would never let the sun forget to shine upon your face, so when others would have rain clouds, you'd have only sunny days.” You can feel his smile at this against your lap. Somehow you knew he’d like this one. “If the stars were mine, I'd tell you what I'd do… I'd put the stars right in a jar and give them all to you…” His breathing is slow. Nearly there. You continue the hypnotising movement in your thumb, trying to keep your mind from dwelling on just how soft his hair is. “If the world was mine, I’d paint it gold and green~” Wally’s soft voice cuts through the darkness, and nearly scares you out of your felt. You hadn’t expected a reply, and you press your free hand against your chest to try and slow the rapid beating of your heart. “I’d make the oceans orange… For a brilliant colour scheme. I would colour all the mountains, make the sky forever blue, so the world would be a painting, and I’d live inside with you…” His arms wrapped around your waist and he pulled himself closer, making himself comfy closer to your tummy than your lap. You lift your chin to stare at the ceiling, trying to keep any bit of composure you have, for sleep’s sake. His voice was wavering, you could hear his exhaustion creeping through. “If the world was mine, I tell you what I’d do… I’d wrap the world in ribbons, and then give it all… to you…” He breathed the last line in a satisfied sign, nuzzling his head directly against you. His breathing slowed. His body fully relaxed. Finally, Wally Darling rested. (A/N: Another long one! I think we all deserve a nice rest tonight.) @elegantkidfansoul

[eve-pie]

There you are and Welcome!

This probably should've been the first post I've ever made on this platform but better late than never

So firstly hi! You can call me Eve or Lazuli I can say that I'm a minor and use they/them welcome to this blog!

Here I make mostly welcome home art of albeit my 16 OCs, other au's, my own, other OCs so on and so forth

Fandom's I'm in!

Welcome home

Five nights at Freddy's

Poppy playtime

Spooky month

Friday night funkin

Little nightmares

Undertale

My little pony

Digital circus

Sonic the hedgehog

And just getting a bit into indigo Park

Learning with pibby

Tattletale

Eddsworld

Lackadaisy

Ramshackle

Murder drones

JJk

There's more but I do not feel like typing all that out I don't do art of the other fandom's I'm in unfortunately (you'll find some fnf art somewhere around here along with digital circus and some learning with pibby) because I'm not as interested in them as I am welcome home

Boundaries:

This is fine!:

I appreciate fanart I love seeing it

My OCs x other OCs! That'd be fun to see I highly encouraged it (but of course the only exception being clover she's 6)

Asking me questions about my OCs or au is the most!

Putting my OCs in anything such as fan works, au's, or comic's is awesome as well as long as credit is given!

This is a safe space regardless of identity LGBT, furries, or anyone else is welcomed don't be problematic

This is not okay!:

Do not under any circumstances repost my art on other platforms such as Pinterest please don't especially if you don't credit me

Using my OCs for anything you will have to tag or credit me for and ask permission first

No proshippers

No lolicons

No shotacons

No zoophiles

No Ai "artist"

No homophobes, Transphobes, Misogynist, etc get a life already

No nos

Do not ask me anything about my personal life I'm a minor and not yet ready to reveal my age

Inspiration is just fine but please don't just straight up take my work the least you could do is give credit I work way to hard for this

Asking to randomly be mutuals especially if you're an adult is weird don't be doing that

Don't tag me in suggestive artwork, Don't make any of my OCs, don't show me any, don't even make any for my au no if, ands, or buts

If you just so happened to be an adult and we are mutuals do not private message me

Do not put me in tag chains such as; tag you mutuals to continue, tell us something about yourself, so on and so forth it's flattering but I don't know what to do for them

This would include tagging me in stuff that doesn't concern me it blocks out anything else that's important

Be respectful of everyone here problematic behavior isn't welcomed

Do not repost my artwork on any platform especially if no credit is given

Asking personal regarding me

With that being said let's move on to my au

Cuphead au:

I created the cuphead au and here are my boundaries for it

Do so as you please!

Oc x canon! (By clown's rules everyone is an adult go crazy!!)

Canon x Canon

Fanart

Adding OCs to the au as a boss, NPC, or anyone from the show it work's (it's funny it doesn't matter what you do with your OC i currently have two of the same bosses!)

Asking questions (my ask box is opened for just about anything!)

Yeah maybe don't ever do this

NSFW (I'm a minor and I'd hate to see this of my au or anyone for that matter)

Wally x Barnaby (i know I said canon x Canon is fine but these two are siblings in this au)

Claiming my au as your own

Stealing au artwork (or any of mine for that matter) and reposting it somewhere or claiming it as your own

Making ai bots of them (I'm currently making some of my own I don't want any fanmade one's!)

Ask box: Open! No need to close it anytime soon!!

Status: Not on break I'm just fine and Dandy!

Sona's! Two so far and they both work as self inserts in a way

Sona boundaries:

Although yes I'm a minor lazuil and Evie don't necessarily have an age because I felt no need to give them one yet

I only ask to not make NSFW of them, don't ship them together, and don't ship them with you're OCs this including mutuals I don't feel comfortable with that yet

Mutuals will have to ask premission first before shipping

Links for welcome my neighbor, and Of course My Cuphead au saves the trouble if you wanna know info!

Other than this post as of currently all old post are outdated I'm just not going through the trouble of editing em

And welcome my neighbor! Not as important but oh well

Tags:

#patches bashful (used for main OC if you so happen to draw her)

#wh cuphead au

#cuphead au

#Welcome My Neighbor

#Welcome home Cuphead au

Thank you and don't forget to wave up high!💐

[paladin-of-nerd-fandom65]

How Would I Do….An Official DickKory Wedding Had I been in Charge if DC Comics

To clarify, the following proposal takes place within my version of a reboot for DC Comics Mainline books and continuity, as per my pinned post.

To catch everyone up to speed to when this will take place:

Two Event comics would’ve by now took place (Dawn of Fire and War of the Supervillians)

In between said events, Titans Leader Nightwing aka Dick Grayson would’ve had his secret identity discovered by a crime boss in Bludhaven with a massive grudge and used against him, more or less ruining his life and leaving the black and blue clad alter-ego wanted by the state Bludhaven is within with a massive bounty for a crime he didn’t commit (Clipped Wings and it’s subsequent Batfamily crossover Blue Hawk Down)

At the same time, the rest of the Titans would be attending to a crisis in space no doubt Tamaran related which leaves Starfire aka Princess Koriand’r emotionally shook to her core, and the B team of the Titans split with Red Arrow aka Roy Harper forming his own splinter anti hero team called Arsenal Inc. this combined with other unfortunate events to an entire half of the Titans leaves Wally West and Tempest aka Garth with no other options but to travel through time and ask for help from….themselves, their young Teen Titans selves, to which the Fab Five agree to and they travel forward in time and resolve to stay in this new future until things are set right. (See here)

Before the events of War of the Supervillains, Dick and Kory, now more or less in temporary retirement, are able to meet up with one another and share their experiences and interpersonal matters between them. Sure both are emotionally exhausted and burnout by recent events in their lives but they go through their issues together and strive to stay together, whether it be at Haly’s Circus once again traveling across the country or Kory taking a residence at Key West, Florida.

Once War of the Supervillains wraps up and status quos are reinstated especially for the Titans, Dick and Kory’s relationship is now stronger than ever before, thus leaving a pathway to their marriage wide open. Thus in this post, we shall cross it.

(Read more Below the Cut)

For a bit if Meta context , both Dick and Kory would have solo books in addition to Justice Titans at the very start of the reboot, released around the same time. So about around the 74th issue, what I had in mind was that the wedding would be a Seven Part Storyline with the following books in order:

An Alpha Issue (The Issue to which Dick, with a subplot in his solo book up to here would be finding a perfect ring for Kory once they approach the altar, and Kory finalize their plans for the wedding, their place, their minister/priest and all they talk of all the implications that can come from such)

Then Starfire #74 (We see her perspective of the big day fast approaching while the sub plot can deal with her further reconciliation with her sister Empress Komand’r aka Blackfire and as of this point in her solo book, her attempts to reconnect with her younger brother Ryand’r aka Wildfire starting to bear fruit; both siblings are given their perspectives of this wedding)

Then Nightwing #74 (On the flip side we see Dick’s perspective as he finally moves back to Bludhaven after Bruce Wayne and senator Janet Drake are finally able to lift the Wanted Bounty off Nightwing and find him innocent of all charges. We see the reactions of his fellow Haly’s Circus crew members and friends within the city of his upcoming wedding and their words they can give to the Boy Wonder)

Then comes the triple whammy of…

Justice Titans #74 (The main A team; other members besides Nightwing and Starfire are Cyborg, Beast Boy, Raven and a resurrected and fully heroic Terra)

Titans #74 (The B team; consisting of Troia, Red Arrow, Tempest, Wally West Flash, Omen, Herald and Bumblebee)

And Teen Titans (The time displaced Fab Five of Robin I, Wonder Girl I, Aqualad I, Speedy I and Kid Flash Wally) #14;

These three take place on the Wedding Day itself but with a twist. They’ll fend off multiple supervillain attacks orchestrated by Benito ‘Boss’ Zucco (son of Anthony ‘Boss Zucco; see here) so that Dick and Kory can have their wedding in peace*. All the while each issue focuses on a particular character in their book and their perspective on the events unfolding. For example, Robin!Dick would be the one giving his thoughts about his future self’s wedding in Teen Titans.

Then finally a double-sized Omrga Issue (in which via a ceremony that combines Tamaranean and Human customs, I.e. the rings and the “You May Kiss the Bride”, Dick and Kory FINALLY are wedded together in harmonious matrimony. We follow that up with the reception attended by Batfamily members, the Titans, the Justice League, Komand’r with her royal court and even the time displaced Titans, allowing both present!Dick and Past!Dick to meet face to face. This issue and the storyline end with Dick and Kory beginning their journey across the galaxy for their Honeymoon)

Within the Post-Wedding aftermath, I’d combine the Nightwing and Starfire solo books into one.

Now it’ll be called ‘Nightwing & Starfire: The Flying Graysons’, starting with issue #75

Side Notes:

*This follows a a similar plot point within the Wedding of Reed Richards and Sue Storm aka Mr Fantastic and The Invisible Woman in the pages of Fantastic Four

At the wedding itself, yes indeed Tim Drake, despite being technically older than the standard age ranged can be the ring bearer for Dick and Kory, out of wanting to take some part for his big brother

Please, reply and especially reblog to share your thoughts about this idea, that’ll be very appreciated

Tagging: @spider-jaysart @lightdusk96 @camo-wolf @meara-eldestofthemall @sillymanwithocs @mothnem @wisegirlandseaweedbrainforever @anasmoonworld @bluegarners @adalineozie @sbd-laytall @starlightbelle

[tateglog]

This is part 2 of the welcome home AU list.

AUs and their authors will also be indicated here:

Tik Tok

NOI Wally: @albertgotlost

Lost Wally: @zandik___

Lone Wally: @darkfluffydragon

Lonely dream Wally: @problepatic_blue

Failed experiment Wally: @problepatic_blue

Crystalline Parasites: @problepatic_blue

In the Woods Wally: @problepatic_blue

Chinchilla! Wally: @problepatic_blue

Tattoo artist Wally: @problepatic_blue

Dark/Evil Wally: @krunnnnnch

Coffee Wally: @sophia_lefeld_art

Ethereal Wally: @microwadez

Calamity Wally: @microwadez

El Wally; @microwadez

Timekeeper Wally: @rigakwX

Rainbow Wally: @n3on_paw5

Circus Wally: @l1ttlemonster_.0

Vaquero Wally: @charlotterose853

Mask Wally: @stfubciamtiredoke

Casino the vamps Wally: @buncappu

Rubber House Wally: @bloodred_iscream

Lorekeeper Wally: @erien_cchi

The little prince Wally: @

Seraphim Wally: @terrybadz

Internet explorer Wally; @deep_sea_angel

Raser Wally: @b1nac0nfusa

Editor Wally: @Cloudysunflowers

Imaginary friend Wally: @Jaytheultrasimp

Patchwork Wally; @james.80085

Core Wally: @frizbluey

Masquerade Wally: @star.struckk_

AP Wally: @manda.aarts

Endless Wally: @shikoure

Moving Wally: @stars.bard

Punk Wally: @lucky4nana

Jigsaw Wally: @frizbluey

Apoca Wally: @jimmy_chan030

Genie Wally: @gurepu_juice

Tumblr:

Soviet Wally: @sovietwh

Twitter:

Radio Host Wally: @deadlyeyez

sightless! Wally: @luvmarsii

Fallen Wally: @KimuArts

ColorMe Wally: @dapperpuppets

Dolly Wally: @storm_galaxy

Oliver Wally: @Candy_InkDemon

Eyes Wally: @DKitkat143

Host! Wally: @ANG3LST4R LITE

Ink Wally: @Kuitonn

Gamer Wally: @XxSleebeexX

[oli-draw]

The Great adventures of Wally and his friends

Act One:

We will begin our story quite interesting and slightly exciting

This story tells about a guy named Wally, he was completely different from other people in that he was a muppet and he wasn't shy about it. He was very kind and generous, which allowed him to make many friends. A whole neighborhood just like him, cheerful, friendly and not like everyone else.Barnaby, Jilia, Frank, Eddie, Sally, Poppy and Howdy were different, but they were still passers-by. Wally didn't have any adventures in his life and the lives of his friends, but this moment changed their lives.

Wally was sleeping in his cabin and he dreamed of a very beautiful and interesting, but at the same time strange and frightening in the end:

In the beginning, he found himself in a clearing, grass and flowers were blowing around him, bees were buzzing and butterflies were flying. Wally was very surprised and at the same time happy. I had no time to lie down on the grass and enjoy watching the clouds, when a familiar voice came from nowhere. It was Julia's voice.

"Wally! Where are you?! We are all waiting for you!"

As soon as Wally heard her voice, he got up and followed the voice. As soon as he got to the tree where he was going to picnic with friends, hike or just lie down and listen to the singing of forest birds, he did not see his friends.

"It's weird..." the boy thought and heard a rather strange voice. It was as if the young lady was calling for his help. Wally quickly ran to where the voice was coming from, and when he got there, he saw a burning building and the voice was coming from there. Wally entered the burning buildings and started looking and when he got to the middle, he heard something crack and fell on him.

With a startled scream and a sweat, Wally woke up and realized that it was a terrible dream.

" Phew... Well, I'll dream about it," he said with relief, and a minute later his phone rang. He picked up the phone "Hello?"

"Wally?! Where have you been!"Frank 's voice came out of the phone and he was very angry "We 've been waiting for you for three hours !"

"What?!"Wally screamed in fright, he remembers that yesterday he set the alarm for 7:00, and now it's 9:47 a.m. "Oh, Loaf Butterflies!"

Putting the phone down so that he could hear and speak, Wally quickly jumped out of bed and began to pack.

"Wally, listen, you remember why we're all going, right?"Frank asked.

"Of course, we're going to the summer festival and also to visit Miss Beagle,"Wally shouted, washing up and putting his suitcases in the hallway. The house also woke up from the movement and all Wall's fuss, he began to slam shutters and doors.

"Oh! Good morning Home... "Wally said, "I'm busy right now."

" Wally, is that coming soon?" Frank asked with a sigh.

"Yes already!"Wally answered joyfully, taking the suitcase with things in his right hand and the suitcase with things in his left and kissing goodbye to the wall of the house, he left and headed for the others.

They were standing near the travel van, they were discussing something.

"Well, finally!"Sally spoke loudly and viciously, interrupting everyone "And I thought we'd be waiting for you forever!"

"Sally, will you stop acting like that!?"Howdy made a remark to her- It's not his fault that he accidentally overslept.

"Thanks for waiting"thanked Wally and gave his luggage to Eddie, who had already put everything in the trunk.

"well... Everything is almost ready," Eddie said.

"Yes, everyone" answered.

"Well, then, let's load up," he replied, and all the neighbors loaded into the van and set off.

But this story is not only about them, but also about other characters. Let's move to one place where this event will take place. In the building of the Valentino show circus, he was in his office with his secretary.

The walls of the office were a red wine shade, and the ceiling was black as a starless night. He was sitting in an armchair and glowering at the papers, then at the secretary, but at the girl sitting on the floor and wiping something like an ashtray. Valentino was dark blue and had an elegant jacket with trousers and a red tie with a bloody stripe. His hair was dark as darkness, his skin was pale, there was a bristly beard on his chin and two red eyes resembling the devil's fire on his face.

" No, no, and no again!- cried out loudly and throwing papers "This is no good!

"But.. sir..- the secretary said timidly " I gave you the best options..."

"This is too stupid and old-fashioned"!Valentino interrupted her, "We need something new!" Could you find a spy or someone else who could get some boring artists or animals for my show?

Upon hearing these suggestions, the girl who was cleaning the ashtray said:

"Can I find a good copy?"

Everyone looked at the girl with surprised eyes

"Oli, my dear," Valentino said affectionately - You can deliver a worthless thing to us"

"Don't worry Valentino!" Oli said, and put the ashtray on the dresser, ran out of the office-You can count on me!

When she reached her dressing room, she changed her gray T-shirt, shorts and white socks into a purple shirt, bluish-blue jeans and red sneakers.

" This is the best day I've ever lived in it!" She said and packed everything she needed for her assignment in a bag.

Meanwhile, Wally and his friends were on their way, chatting about the plan for that day when they were on a trip. Wally, Sally, Julia, Poppy and the others sat in the back of the van as Howdy drove the car.

"Oh, dear! "- Julia said joyfully, waiting for new impressions during the trip " I can't wait to see the new world"

"Yeah," Eddie replied, "We've been around so many roads, we'll tell you so much, won't we, Wally?"

Wally was silent, thinking about something, but when Eddie distracted him, he woke up

"Huh? "Wally asked and understood the question a little "Yes! I am very ready for this! I'm looking forward to meeting new cities, new horizons, new friends and I can assume this is the day... it's... um.."

Wally couldn't finish the sentence, as one word flew out of his head and now he can't find the right one

" Is it a beautiful day?"helped Barnaby's mind

" Yes! " happily answered Wally"he is! This is a Beautiful day!"

* Wally started singing a song*(Tim McMorris song)

Wally: The sun shines bright

As it moves across my face

I feel the light

And everything is in it’s place

I woke up feeling great

Today was made for me

And life is good, the way it should, the way it was meant to be

And it’s a beautiful day

It’s a beautiful day

It’s a beautiful day

It’s a beautiful day

Yay!

Oli: The wind is blowing, the bells are ringin’

Children playing in the park

While birds are singin’

And I’m walkin’, and I’m laughin’

Life is perfect, I’m not tryin’, it’s just happenin’

And it’s a beautiful day

It’s a beautiful day

It’s a beautiful day

[jinmukangwrites]

either 72- war, the batkids have a pokemon turney. or 53 bubble, wild finds his first blupee frog thing (cant remember how to spell it..)

Didn't know how to write a pokemon tourney when I myself have never played pokemon, so I decided to hc that Dick's just like me frfr

Prompt list

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Dick doesn't understand Pokemon, thought it's not entirely his fault. He didn't grow up with those video game consoles all the other kids seemed to have, at first it was because while the circus didn't cheat it's members out of a fair pay, it didn't leave much for Dick's parent's to buy him the fancy gadgets. Then, even after he became the adoptive son of billionaire Bruce Wayne, he didn't see the point in videogames. Or at least, not in the same way the other kids did.

He was, to put it lightly, full of angst. Depressed and angry. He threw himself into being Robin, then when he wasn't being Robin he was busying himself with mathlete competitions and other extracurricular activities that... it just never was a priority to him. He played games still, sure, but usually only when Wally forced him to play. He'd never felt the need to get a console and play things on his own time.

So yeah, when Damian challenged Tim to a Pokemon battle on their switches Dick didn't really understand why they both got so fired up about it. Let alone why Jason immediately butt-in saying he could wipe the floor with them both. To Dick's utter bafflement, even Duke and Cass got involved.

Next thing he knows, they're all stuffed down in the manors entertainment room, their switches all taking turns being connected to the TV while Alfred and Bruce busied themselves elsewhere. Dick really only came along because Damian dragged him by the arm, probably assuming incorrectly that Dick has any idea what they're talking about.

Tim and Damian, of course, go first. Dick doesn't understand a single thing, though he guesses the little animals look cool. Soon, however, Damian starts shouting in frustration because apparently most of his team are weak to Tim's team, though Dick doesn't really understand why ice beats dragon. Damian loses and immediately begins assorting a new team, vowing a rematch, while Tim smugly challenges Jason.

Jason soon wipes the smile off his face when apparently he has a couple Pokemon that are considered... legendary?

Tim pulls through by the skin of his teeth, however, only to be completely crushed by Duke who used the previous few battles and a little bit of meta-human cheating to perfect a strategy. Tim, flustered by the total defeat, didn't notice Duke using his abilities to predict what moves Tim would use, but Dick did.

And so did Cass.

It's a tight battle next, it's like watching two gods who can both see into the future battle to the death. Dick still doesn't understand half of what's going on, but even he cheers when Cass pulls through, Duke's last fighter going unconscious from lingering poison just as Cass's final warrior reaches one HP.

"I want a rematch, Timothy!" Damian shouts now, holding his switch close to his chest with what's certainly a newer, stronger team.

"Kay, but Dick hasn't played yet," Tim says, though he looks eager.

Dick swallows as every eye turns to him. He laughs nervously, bringing a hand to the back of his neck. "Oh, don't worry about me, I uh, I've actually never played this game before."

Jason's eyebrows fly up. "Wait, you talking Sword and Shield or like, never ever?"

"The latter," Dick replies, feeling sheepish. "I don't understand a single thing going on."

Damian immediately steps up. "This cannot be allowed to continue. Richard, I will let you challenge Timothy with my team."

"I don't know how to play-"

"Go," Case says, folding her arms and smiling. "It's fun."

"Well," Dick says with a sigh, "if Cass wants me to, how can I refuse?"

Damian and Tim cheer while Jason leans back in the sofa with a grin. Damian jumps on the sofa next to Dick and pushes his switch into his hands, immediately introducing Dick to the party members and their movesets.

Dick gets utterly destroyed, and he still doesn't know what the point of Pokemon is by the end of it, but one thing's for sure, he had fun. When the weekend ends and he returns to Blüdhaven, he finally caves and buys a switch, along with Pokemon Sword even though it's apparently one of the older games now, excited to challenge his siblings the next time they're all together.

[artzybunny]

Q&A part 2

[fandomgirlz01]

My Place In This World Pt. 1

Independence Day

Dick Grayson X Reader

Imagine on my fandom instagram?: No

Prompt?: No

Request?: No

Requested prompt?: No

Edited: Yes

Word count: 10,757

Ko-fi

Masterlist

Warnings here

You can listen to the story be read out loud here.

Post Date: December 4th, 2022

Post Time: 11:29 pm

Updated: October 26th 2023

Update Time: 10:55 pm

Summary: Growing up in Haly's circus and losing their parents in the same night makes the reader and Dick closer than anyone else. Together they go through life having one another's backs though every life change, even eventually becoming Robin and Blue Jay together. What happens when feelings have changed and slowly start to be revealed? 

This series was inspired by @shadowsndaisies Daisy's story on her page is called Codename: Nightingale and I absolutely loved it to death, so I decided to try my hand at my own story line. Thank you so much for being a big inspiration to this series Daisy.

Y/n’s Pov:

I stand off to the side of the practice ring in the bat cave as Dick and I circle one another. Dick lunches towards me and I quickly move to my left, making him fall to my feet. I quickly grab his arm and pull it behind his back as I sit on the small of his back. 

“That’s not fair…” Dick whines from under me as he wiggles to try getting free and I giggle. 

“It was too fair. I won fair and square. Tapping out yet?” I ask him and he grunts while shaking his head no. 

“Really?” I ask as I pull his arm a little more and he groans out in pain. 

“Fine! Fine! I tap!” he shouts as he taps the floor lightly. 

Satisfied with his answer, I let his arm go and push up off of him. I start to walk over to my water bottle, but I get tackled from behind. With a groan, I roll over and look up at Dick, who’s smirking down at me. 

“Hey. That was unfair. My back was turned,” I whine and he chuckles. 

“If that was a villain, they wouldn’t care if your back was to them or not. Remember what Bruce says?” he explains before asking me and I roll my eyes. 

“Never have your back to an enemy,” I quote and Dick nods proudly before getting off of me. 

“Today’s the day,” Dick says in excitement and I smile at him as I get up. 

“It is, wonderboy. Today we get to actually see the league's headquarters,” I agree with him, smiling as I think about the happy day we’re about to have and walk over to the bench to sit down. 

“So what are you doing for the fourth tonight?” Dick asks as he picks up his water from beside me. 

“Not much. Just hanging out here at home,” I inform with a shrug and his jaw drops. 

“You're not doing anything? Nothing at all?” he asks in shock and I take a gulp of my water. 

“Don’t know if you’ve noticed, D… but you, Kaldur and Wally are the only real friends I have,” I tell him and he shakes his head. 

“What about that Tina or that John guy you were hanging out with at school?” he asks with a scowl on his face and I feel a blush rush up over my neck. 

“You were right about him. He was an absolute asshat. He was only using our friendship. Plus, he got really mad when I told him I was into someone else,” I explain and he sighs, shaking his head. 

“Jay, I’m so sorry. Should I go all Robin on him?” he asks and I smile softly. 

“No Rob, I’ll be ok,” I promise him and he smiles. 

“Of course. How could I not? You’ve been with me since birth. You were the only person who understood when I lost my parents,” he tells me with a frown and I nod at him. 

“I’m thankful we had each other. When our parents both passed, I almost didn’t make it out, but you helped me with it. Thank you for always being there, D,” I softly explain to him and he grins at me. 

“Thank you for always being there for me too,” he says with a small smile and I smile at him before pulling him into a hug. 

“I’m glad you’re my best friend Jay,” he tells me and I smile with tears making way to my eyes. 

“Thank you, D, I love you,” I reply as I pull him closer and close my eyes at the thought of being able to tell him that for real. 

“I love you too, Jay. Hey. Me and Wally were gonna go out to celebrate the big day tonight. Wanna maybe-” he starts, but stops when the bat cave’s crime signal starts to go off, making us turn quickly. 

Bruce slides down his fireman’s pole before rushing over to the bat computer. We walk over and he types a few things before video footage of what’s going on pops up and the other league members start to video chat in. 

“Get into your gear. The ice family is at it again,” Bruce tells us, making me and Dick nod in affirmation before rushing off. 

We both rush to our own suits before rushing into the changing rooms that Bruce had made sure was here for us after adopting us. I quickly change into my Blue Jay suit before putting my utility belt around my waist, my ear piece in my ear and then putting my boots on. 

I quickly walk back into the main part of the cave to find Bruce back at the computer in his bat suit. I walk over and stand next to him just as Dick comes out and stands on his other side. 

“We’ve got Mister Freeze. Arrow, can you and Speedy take on Icicle Junior?” Bruce asks and Oliver nods. 

“That we can do, Bats,” Oliver replies and Batman nods. 

“Ok. Aquaman and Aqualad, you take Killer Frost. Flash and Kid Flash, I’m assigning you to Captain Cold,” Bruce commands and they all nod before signing out to go take on their missions. 

Bruce closes out our video feeds before rushing over to the Batmobile. Bruce gets in along with Dick who gets into the passenger side. I go over to my Blue Bike that matches my suit and get on. 

I put my helmet on and my fingerless gloves before starting it up. Bruce rolls down his window and I look over at him. 

“We’ll meet up there. If you get there before us, you wait for us, understand? We don’t need you going back to the hospital,” Bruce tells me and I roll my eyes. 

“One time… I’m not going to sit back and just watch them be criminals, Bruce,” I reply venomously as I roll my eyes. 

“Y/n, listen to him please. Just wait for us,” Dick practically begs and I huff, rolling my eyes. 

“Whatever,” I reply before starting my bike up and driving off. 

I drive to Gotham City park and park my bike with a roll of my eyes. I take my helmet off, keeping my gloves on as I slide off my bike. I put my helmet away before starting to walk towards where Mister Freeze is. I don’t care what they told me, I’m not just going to sit back and wait while people are getting hurt. I continue walking until a familiar voice pulls me back. 

“Blue Jay, stop,” Dick demands as he gets out of the Batmobile and comes running over to me. 

“Why must you insist on putting yourself in harm's way?” he asks almost desperately and I roll my eyes again. 

“I’m not, Robin. I’m just doing my job. I don’t know if you’ve really noticed, but that’s our job. Throwing ourselves out there so civilians are safe,” I tell him harshly and he sighs. 

“Maybe Bruce was right. Maybe he needs to take you out,” Dick comments and I whirl around to face him. 

“What did you just say?” I ask through gritted teeth. 

“Look, all I’m saying is that you need some time off. You seem out of character lately,” he tells me softly as he holds his hands up in surrender. 

“No. I don’t need time off! What I need is my best friend’s support,” I growl angrily and he sighs. 

“And you have it. I just don’t want to see you hurt again,” he explains in a shaky tone, refusing to look at me.

“Oh… I didn’t even think of it that way… I’m so sorry. I… I… I just can’t stand bullies. You know that,” I reply with a frown as I look at him. 

“I know, I just need to know you’re safe. Please… I can’t lose you too,” he tells me in a choked tone and I shake my head. 

“I know, D. I know. I promise I’ll start being more careful,” I tell him as I pull him into another hug. 

“I’m glad you two made up, but we have work to do,” Bruce tells us as he looks out over the scene. 

Me and Dick pull away from one another, but stay close. Bruce takes a moment to assess what needs to be done before turning to us. 

“Ok. Here’s what we’re going to do…” Bruce starts off with the plan. 

“Enjoying family time?” I hear Mister Freeze ask before he aims his freeze gun at a family who was enjoying their Fourth of July. 

“My family has other plans,” he tells them menacingly before flying over them as others run from him. 

I look at Dick and he smirks at me. He bounces his eyebrows at me before he drops down from the building we now stand on. Dick throws a batarang at Mister Freeze and it just hits him in the back, making him stumble forward a bit. 

“Batman. I was wondering when…” Mister Freeze starts as he turns around, but he stops when Dick starts to laugh. 

I shake my head and jump down after Dick. He lands on Mister Freeze’s dome before flipping as he pushes off of him. Mister Freeze turns just as we both land on the other side of him as we both throw our shurikens at him, causing his dome to crack. 

“Oh, Wonderboy and Blue Jay. The bat sent you both to drag me off to prison? Frankly I’m underwhelmed,” Mister Freeze tells us as he slowly stands up. 

“I’m coming in. Just give me a moment to fix this new set of cuffs we’re trying,” we both hear Bruce grunt over the coms and I roll my eyes. 

“Great, but we’re kinda in a hurry here,” Dick replies with an annoyed eye roll. 

“Kids… always in such a rush,” Mr. Freeze mocks as he smirks at us. 

“Not talking to you,” Dick replies in a sing-songy tone and I have to hold back a giggle, making it come out as a chortle. 

Mr. Freeze's eyes widen for a moment before turning around as Bruce finally drops in. Bruce flies in before throwing a punch as he lands, completely breaking Mr. Freeze’s dome. Once he’s down on the ground, Bruce cuffs him before handing him off to the officers. 

“You know, you two could have handled him without me,” Bruce comments as he turns to us and chuckles when Dick rolls his eyes. 

“Yes, but we work so much faster and more efficiently when you're with us,” Dick argues and Bruce looks at me. 

“You two distract one another, that’s why,” Bruce accuses and I give him a shocked look. 

“Umm, excuse me! I’m pretty efficient on my own. It’s not my fault Rob gets distracted. Especially when he goes off on his own with that disappearing laugh he does,” I argue back and Bruce chuckles as he smiles. 

“I must admit, dear boy, that is really infuriating,” Bruce gruffly agrees with me and Dick scoffs. 

“Whatever. Jay got distracted by a squirrel the other day!” Dick argues again and I huff, shaking my head. 

“It was hurt. What was I supposed to do! Leave it to die?!” I fight back and Bruce just chuckles as he crosses his arms. 

“As much as I’m enjoying your little fight, don't we all have plans?” Bruce asks with a light smirk and I roll my eyes. 

“Yes we do. Can we get going now?” Dick groans and I giggle. 

“You're the one that started it. You know I’ll fight back anytime,” I inform and he rolls his eyes behind his mask. 

“Oh, don’t I. Can’t say I don’t admire it really,” Dick tells me and I grin at him. 

“Thank you, Rob. That’s really sweet,” I tell him in a flattered tone before he gives me a soft smile and a small nod. 

“Ok you two, let’s go,” Bruce demands as he shakes his head. “Your connection continues to amaze me,” he tells us as we all start walking back to our vehicles. 

“Why’s that, Bats?” Dick asks and Bruce shakes his head. 

“Because you guys always have one another’s backs, even when fighting. It’s not always like that,” Bruce explains as he opens the driver's side door to the Batmobile. 

“It’s just always kinda been easy to stick together,” I reply with a shrug as I grab my helmet. 

“Well, not many people really stick together. It’s nice to see you two together. You always have smiles on when even just in the vicinity of one another. It’s cute,” Bruce tells us as I put my helmet on before turning and raising an eyebrow at Dick. 

“Thanks, Bruce. What?” Dick replies to Bruce before turning to me. 

“You gonna ride with me or Bruce?” I ask him and he slowly starts to grin.

“Now you want me to ride with you. Earlier you just took off,” Dick jokes, making me shrug as I get on my bike and lean back, crossing my arms. 

“Earlier I was mad. Now I want my best friend to ride with me,” I explain in an even tone as I hold back a giggle at his reaction. 

“Oh! So now I’m supposed to just ride with you when you want I guess,” he playfully jokes back and I giggle. 

“That’s the way it works, my dude,” I reply and he snorts, shaking his head. 

“I don’t know. Maybe I’ll go with Bruce,” he teases and I frown. 

“You don’t wanna go with me? On the big day?” I pout and playfully bat my eyes at him and he groans. 

“How can I say no to the pout face?” he asks and Bruce chuckles. 

“You can’t, son. Never have been able to,” Bruce tells him in a form of amusement and Dick groans again. 

“Ok. Ok. I’ll come with you. Whatever the Queen wants, she gets,” he finally agrees and I grin as I pat the seat behind me. 

“Well…” I ask him with a raised eyebrow and he shrugs. 

“Well, what?” he asks me and I giggle. 

“You comin’ or not? We kinda have somewhere to be…” I tell him and he chuckles as he comes over to me. 

“Let me drive,” Dick tells me and I shake my head. 

“No way, my dad suspended my motorcycle license,” I reply with a giggle and Dick makes a noise of shock. 

“He didn’t suspend it!” Dick fights back and I bite my lip. 

“I’m pretty sure he did, wonderboy,” I tell him and he shakes his head. 

“That I did,” Bruce jumps in and I giggle when Dick looks defeated. 

“I’ll drive, don't worry. We’ll be ok. I’ve driven this many times before,” I promise Dick and he shakes his head. 

“Yeah. The law would go crazy knowing good ol’ dad lets his thirteen year old drive. Fine, you can drive, but when I get my license back, I’ll be the one driving,” Dick replies and I grin, nodding. 

“They really would, wouldn’t they? I’d expect nothing less,” I tell him with a soft smile and Bruce shakes his head with a shrug. 

“I’ve got money and influence so it works. Helmet’s in the back, Dick,” Bruce brags a bit and Dick groans. 

“You know I really hate when you go all dad mode on me,” Dick tells him as he goes and grabs his helmet from the Batmobile. 

“Maybe wear a helmet and I won’t have to,” Bruce tells him and I hold back a giggle. 

“Ok. I’ll see you guys at the hall of justice?” Bruce asks us and I smile over at him. 

“Yup. See ya there!” I agree with him before he drives off. 

“Let’s go, you big sap,” I joke and Dick puts his helmet on before getting behind me on my bike. 

Once I’m sure he’s holding on and ready to go, I start my bike up and drive to the hall of justice. When we finally make it, I park the bike with the rest of the league’s vehicles before turning my engine off. 

Dick gets off the bike first, taking his helmet off and looks up at the building in awe. I smile softly as butterflies swarm my stomach and I have to stop myself from loving how excited Dick is. I get off my bike and take the helmet off before putting it back in its compartment. Dick quickly rushes over and meets Bruce at the Batmobile. 

He puts his helmet back where he got it from before standing up straight and walking with Bruce. I easily catch up with both of them and before we know it, we’re meeting up with the other young superheroes who stand with their respective hero mentors. 

“Today is the day,” Bruce tells us as he looks down at me and Dick, putting a hand on his shoulder. 

“Welcome to the hall of justice,” Green Arrow speaks up next. 

“The headquarters of the Justice League,” Aquaman says and I look at Dick with a huge smile. 

“Oh man!” Is heard, making us all turn to look as Flash and Kid Flash zoom up. 

“I knew we’d be the last ones here!” Wally shouts out as he comes to a stop and crosses his arms. 

“How are they always the last ones when they’re the fastest…?” Dick whispers to me and I snort before holding a hand over my mouth to cover my laughter. 

“Honestly, I don’t know. Must mean they take longer capturing their bad guys. They really should be more efficient, shouldn’t they, D?” I ask him as I lean on his shoulder. 

“Yeah. They really should. Like we are!” Dick agrees and I grin. 

“We are pretty efficient, aren’t we? Ehh, it’s only because I have you. If I was working with anyone else, I wouldn’t be,” I tell him and he chuckles, shaking his head. 

“Same goes for you, Jay. Anyone else and you wouldn’t get a lick of efficiency out of me,” Dick jokes and I giggle again before we hear a sound like someone gagging. 

“You guys are so disgusting. You know that?” Wally asks as he walks up next to us. 

“Oh we definitely do, but it makes it fun to gross you out,” I joke with Wally, sticking my tongue out at him. 

“Oh, so you do it to spite me?” Wally asks as we all start to walk towards the entrance of the hall of justice. 

“We most definitely do it to make you underwhelmed,” Dick tells him with a smirk and Wally gives us a shocked look. 

“That’s just-” Wally starts, but stops as we walk past all the press, who start shouting questions. 

“Is that Batman?!” a man to the left of us asks and Dick lets out a chortle as we smirk at each other. 

“Oh my goodness,” a woman to the right of us exclaims. 

“I see Flash and Flash Jr.!” a kid from the left shouts as he points over the rope. 

“His name’s speedy. Duh,” the kid next to the other kid explains in a sassy tone. 

“No, Speedy’s Green Arrow’s sidekick,” an older man argues with the kids. 

“Well, that makes no sense,” another man replies. 

“Ready to see the inner sanctum?” Green Arrow asks as he leans forward just a bit so Roy can hear him.

“Born that way,” Roy replies, making me and Dick look at each other again with big smiles. 

“I’m glad we’re all here,” Kaldur comments as he smiles at me when I look at him. 

“Have all five sidekicks ever been in the same place at the same time?” Wally asks as he looks at me and Dick. 

“No. I think-” I start, but stop when I get cut off. 

“Don’t! Call us sidekicks. Not after today…” Roy berates Wally and I frown a bit, but I feel a hand grab mine and squeeze. 

I look up and see Dick smiling at me, so I give him a small smile back as I squeeze his hand back. We keep our hands together as we continue to walk, not caring how it looks. 

“Sorry. First time at the hall. I’m a little overwhelmed,” Wally apologizes and Dick rolls his eyes. 

“You’re overwhelmed and underwhelmed. Freeze was underwhelmed. Why isn’t anyone ever just whelmed?” Dick asks his famous question that makes me giggle before hugging his arm closer. 

“Rob, I’m whelmed most of the time, am I not?” I ask him and he smiles. 

“You're an exception, sweetheart,” Dick tells me and there’s another sound of someone gagging. 

“Gross. Can you two not be all coupley the whole time, please?!” Wally whines and I pull back to look at him with a grin. 

“Nope!” I tell Wally and he groans, shaking his head as Dick and I laugh. 

Finally after what feels like a long walk, we make it to the front of the hall of justice and look up at all the statues. As we walk, I poke Dick before pointing up at Wonder Woman, who I’ve admired for years. Dick nods, smiling at me. 

“Oh, maybe that’s why,” Dick comments as we come to a stop just under the statues at the door. 

The door slides open and we see Red Tornado and Martian Manhunter standing just inside. They walk out and come to a stop just a few feet from us. 

“Robin, Speedy, Aqualad, Kid Flash, Blue Jay. Welcome,” Martian Manhunter greets us before turning around and starting to walk back into the hall. 

“You now have unlimited access to the gym, our fully stocked galley, and of course, our library,” Martian Manhunter explains as we continue to walk through the hall.  

“Make yourselves at home,” Flash tells us as he turns around and holds his arms out. 

The league walks over to the side to circle up and Wally plops down in one of the chairs. Dick does the same and Kaldur sits lightly on the one across from us. Dick pulls me down onto his lap and I giggle as Wally makes another gagging sound. 

“Oh, shut up,” I tell him as I roll my eyes. 

“Quick debrief to discuss the coincidence of four ice villains attacking on the same day,” Bruce speaks up, getting our attention.

“We shouldn’t be long,” Bruce promises before he turns around and starts to walk towards another door. 

“Recognized. Batman, 02,” the scanner, much like we have in the bat cave, speaks as it comes out from the ceiling and scans Bruce. 

“Aquaman, 06,” the automatic woman’s voice speaks as she scans Aquaman next. 

“Flash, 04,” the voice continues as she scans Flash. 

“Green arrow, 08,” she continues on again. 

“Martian manhunter, 07,” the voice calls out. 

“Red Tornado, 16,” the voice finishes off and there’s a hiss as the doors slide open. 

“That’s it?!” Speedy suddenly yells out, making me jump before he walks over to them. 

“You promised us a real look inside. Not a glorified backstage pass,” Roy angrily tells them as he crosses his arms. 

“It’s a first step. You’ve been granted access few others get,” Aquaman speaks up and we all watch as Roy gets even angrier.

“Oh, really? Who cares which side of the glass we’re on?” Roy asks as he throws his hand up to point to the window above where press and civilians can look in. 

“Roy, you just need to be patient,” Green Arrow tells him as he steps up from where he previously was. 

“What I need is respect,” Roy argues before turning back to us. 

“They’re treating us like kids. Worse, like sidekicks. We deserve better than this,” he tells us and pauses as he waits for us to agree. 

I look at Dick and he looks at me before looking at Wally, who looks at Dick, then at me before we all turn to look at Kaldur. It’s like for a moment we all try to decide if he’s right or not, but we just stay quiet as we look back at him. 

“You're kidding, right? You’re playing their game? Why? Today was supposed to be the day. Step one of becoming full fledged members of the league,” Roy angrily asks us and again we all look between one another. 

“Well, sure, but I thought step one was a tour of the HQ,” Wally says what we’re all thinking as he looks at all of us before looking at Roy again and sitting up. 

“Except the hall isn’t the league’s real HQ. I bet they never told you, it’s just a false front for tourists and a pit stop for catching zata-beam teleporter tubes to the real thing, an orbiting satellite called the watchtower,” Roy explains to us and all of our eyes widen as Green Arrow turns to look at Bruce. 

“I know. I know, but I thought maybe we could make an exception,” Green Arrow explains with a shrug as Bruce gives him a silent stare. 

“Or not…” Green Arrow says when nobody gives him an answer before turning back around to us. 

“You are not helping your case here, son. Stand down or-” Aquaman starts as he walks forward to be closer to Roy. 

“Or what? You’ll send me to my room?” Roy cuts him off. “And I’m not your son. I’m not even his. I thought I was his partner, but not anymore.” Roy takes his hat off and throws it to the ground. 

We all watch with wide eyes as he turns around and starts to walk away from the league members. He heads towards the door, but slows down just a bit as he gets to us. 

“Guess they’re right about you four. Didn’t expect it from you, Jay…” he tells us as he walks past us and we all quickly stand up. 

My eyes start to water as one of my many brother figures walks past me. He continues to walk and we all just watch, not knowing what to say. 

“You're not ready…” he adds as he keeps his back turned to us. 

My eyes continue to water as I watch him walk away from us. It’s only a moment later when I feel a hand on my shoulder, pulling me out of the trance I don’t even realize I’m in. Roy finally fully walks out and it’s quiet for a minute before the sound of an incoming transmission can be heard, making us all turn to the screen. 

“Superman to Justice League, there’s been an explosion at project Cadmus. It’s on fire,” Superman explains when he pops up on the screen and the rest of the League walk over to the screen. 

“I’ve had my suspicions about Cadmus. This may present the perfect opportunity to-” Bruce starts, but gets cut off as another transmission comes in. 

“Zatara to Justice League, the sorcerer, Wotan is using the amulet of Attan to block out the sun. Requesting full League response,” Zatara says as he pops up on the screen. 

“Superman?” Bruce questions as he looks at Superman. 

“It’s a small fire. Local authorities have it under control,” Superman replies in a matter of fact tone. 

“Then Cadmus can wait,” Bruce agrees with Superman. 

“All Leaguers rendezvous at Zatara’s coordinates. Batman out,” Bruce tells them all as he pushes a button that lets the rest of the league in on the plan. 

We all walk over to them just as he signs off and he turns around. He comes closer as all the other heroes start to head out.  

“Stay put,” he commands and I cross my arms. 

“What? Why?” Dick throws up his hands in confusion. 

“This is a league mission,” Aquaman tells us as he puts his hands on his hips. 

“You’re not trained,” Flash explains as he too puts his hands on his hips. 

“Since when?” Wally asks, throwing his hands up as well. 

“I meant you're not trained to work as part of this team,” Flash explains as he steps out from behind Bruce and motions to the other heroes. 

“There will be other missions, when you’re ready,” Aquaman promises and we roll our eyes. 

“But for now, stay put,” Bruce finishes off as he looks at me and Dick with a stern look we both know too well. 

They walk off and Wally crosses his arms as we watch. I still have my arms crossed too and an angry scowl on my face. 

“Glad you didn’t bring you know who?” Green Arrow asks Martian Manhunter.

“Indeed,” Martian Manhunter replies before they too start to walk off. 

They all walk through the door and Red Tornado stands just in front of the door, looking at us. After all the other heroes are fully through the door, he turns and follows them. The door closes behind him leaving us with the ‘Justice League members only’ sign. 

“Uh, when we’re ready? How are we ever supposed to be ready when they treat us like, like sidekicks?” Wally asks angrily, throwing his hands up as he moves to look at the rest of us. 

“My mentor, my king, I thought he trusted me,” Kaldur speaks in a solemn tone. 

“Trust? They don’t even trust us with the basics. They’ve got a secret HQ in space,” Wally exclaims as he motions upwards. 

“What else aren’t they telling us?” Kaldur questions and Dick sighs. 

“I have a better question. Why didn’t we leave with Speedy?” Dick asks and my eyes only water more at the mention of him as the others look down in shame. 

“Jay. You ok? You haven’t spoken much,” Dick observes as he looks at me. 

“No. Speedy really hit a sore spot. You know how close we are with our anger issues… I mean him more than me, but ya know,” I mutter out and Dick sighs before pulling me into his side. 

“I do know. I do,” Dick whispers to me and I cuddle into his side. 

It stays quiet for a moment as we all feel the shame and pain. I straighten up as Kaldur seems to get an idea and he takes a moment to think it over. 

“What is… project Cadmus?” Kaldur asks and Dick looks up at him. 

“I don’t know, but I can find out,” Dick replies and I look at him as we both smirk. 

Y/n’s Pov:

Together Dick and I walk over to the big computer on the wall. Dick starts to do exactly what we were taught since we were eight: hacking. He quickly hacks into the computer and while he looks for any answers, Kaldur walks up with Wally. 

Kaldur stops on Dick’s left and Wally stops on my right. Dick tries the first time and gets ‘access denied’ from the female computerized voice we all know so well. Dick just chuckles and tries again. 

“Wanna bet?” he asks before trying again. 

“Whoa! How are you doing that?” Wally asks and I giggle. 

“Same system as the Batcave,” Dick replies in a cocky sing-songy tone, making me giggle again. 

“Not to mention we’ve learned how to hack since we were eight, Wall,” I tell him and his eyes widen as he looks at me. 

“Wait? Really?” he asks and we nod. 

Dick types for another second before hitting one last button. The screen then changes from ‘access denied’ to ‘access granted’ and the files start to open as the female computerized voice speaks again. 

“See. We know what we’re doing,” I tell Wally with a smirk as his mouth falls open. 

“Walls, close the mouth. You're going to catch flies,” I tell him, making both Kaldur and Dick chuckle when Wally crosses his arms. 

“Mean…” Wally mutters and I giggle. 

“Alright project Cadmus, genetics lab here in DC. That’s all there is, but if Batman’s suspicious maybe we should investigate,” Dick explains with a smirk as he puts his hands on his hips. 

“We really should. Bats always is right whenever he’s suspicious about something,” I add with a nod of my head. 

“Solve their case before they do. It would be poetic justice,” Kaldur comments as he tilts his head ever so slightly to his right. 

“Hey. They’re all about justice,” Dick adds with a chuckle and Kaldur sighs. 

“But they said stay put,” Kaldur points out, looking away in shame for a moment. 

“For the blotting-out-the-sun mission, not this,” Dick excuses with a smirk and I smirk with him. 

“Wait. A—are you two going to Cadmus?” Wally asks, making me and Dick turn to him. 

“Because if you two are going, I’m going,” Wally adds on as he points to us before motioning to himself with both hands. 

We then turn to Kaldur and smile at him. He takes a moment to think about it as he looks at us. 

“Just like that, we’re a team on a mission?” Kaldur asks and we all grin at him even wider. 

“We didn’t come for a play date,” Dick tells him and Kaldur smirks. 

“Let’s go then,” Kaldur agrees, making the rest of us cheer. 

~Time Skip~ 

When we approach the scene, Dick and I arrive on my motorcycle as Wally runs up next to us. Kaldur also comes walking up next to us. 

“Man, I miss my motorcycle,” Dick complains as we both take off our helmets and I giggle. 

“Then tell Bats you wanna take the test again and get your license back,” I tell him as I shove him lightly and he shakes his head. 

“Definitely doing that when we get home,” Dick replies and I playfully put a hand to my chest, giving a light gasp. 

“Are you saying you don’t like riding with me?” I ask him in a playful hurt tone. 

“It’s not that, Jay. You know I love it, but it’s more that I miss the freedom and control,” he tells me and I nod in understanding. 

“I mean I’d be pretty sad without mine,” I agree with him and he smiles at me. 

“Thanks, Jay. You always understand,” he says before pulling me into a hug. 

“Can you two stop acting like a couple for two minutes?!” Wally asks before making a gag noise and I tsk before whacking him on the back of the head, making him let out a light ‘Ow’ as he rubs where I’d smacked. 

“You know we’re not a couple, Wall,” I scold him and he scoffs. 

“Yeah, right. I’ll believe it when you-” he starts but by some magic I catch onto what he’s saying and glare at him. 

“You know what, never mind,” he chuckles out nervously as I keep my glare on him. 

“Woah, Jay, don’t kill him with the glare,” Dick comments as he stands in front of me. 

“I wish you’d let me…” I tell him with my teeth clenched. 

“No, you don’t. You love KF,” he tells me with a shake of his head and I huff. 

“Love is a strong word sometimes,” I say with a roll of my eyes. 

“Love you too, Jay,” Wally jokes with a nervous chuckle and I shake my head at him. 

“We need a plan,” Kaldur says, interrupting us as he looks over the situation. 

“Help!” We hear a man yell from inside the building. 

“Get us down!” Another yells as they wave at the firemen. 

“Stay put. We will get you out,” the chief firefighter tells them through a megaphone. 

Just as he finishes his sentence, an explosion goes off. The two men go flying out of the window and they fall to the concrete. Wally smirks with confidence before putting his goggles on and racing off. 

He runs over and up the building, catching the two men and carefully placing them on the roof before almost falling backwards. He catches himself on a window and hangs there for a moment. 

“It’s what’s his name, Flash boy,” one of the firefighters yells out as he points up at Wally.

“Kid Flash. Why is that so hard?” Wally shouts as he continues to hold onto the window. 

“So smooth…” Dick jokes and I giggle. 

“I mean, he really is,” I joke with him and he chuckles. 

“Does he always have to run ahead? We need a plan. We-” Kaldur asks before trailing off as he looks past me. 

“Robin? Where’d he go?” Kaldur asks me and I shrug, shaking my head. 

“Rob always disa—” I start, but get cut off by one of Dick’s famous laughs. 

Together Kaldur and I watch as Dick gets up onto the fire truck and runs up the ladder. He then uses his grappling gun and swings into the building. He then helps Wally up and into the building as well. 

“That’s infuriating. Does Robin always do that?” Kaldur asks me and I nod. 

“It really is, isn’t it? But yeah, he does. Don’t worry, Bats and I are working with him on that,” I tell him and he nods as he turns back to watch. 

“You comin’, Jay?!” Dick shouts and I giggle before running the same route as Dick. 

Once I’m on the windowsill, Dick comes over and gives me a hand. I smile and take his hand as I hop down into the room with them. 

“I’m going to start hacking the computers. Jay, wanna help?” Dick asks and I shake my head. 

“Nah, I’ll watch your six,” I tell him and he agrees with a nod. 

“I’ll take a few laps around the building to see what I can find,” Wally tells us as Dick finds a computer and I watch his surroundings. 

“Appreciate the help,” Kaldur tells us as he lands in the room and puts his water bearers on his back. 

“You handled it. Besides, we're here to investigate. Poetic justice, remember?” Dick asks, shrugging as he continues to type on the computer. 

Kaldur looks at me with a raised eyebrow and I shrug before looking around. Kaldur walks out of the room as Dick keeps typing away and I keep watch over Dick’s back. I turn around just as Dick seems to be finishing up. 

“Done yet, Wonderboy?” I ask him and he shrugs. 

“Just about, miss impatient,” Dick replies as he keeps typing and I giggle, shaking my head. 

“Ok. Done!” Dick exclaims as he pulls his drive from the computer. “Let’s go,” he tells me and I nod as we both rush out of the room. 

“Elevators should be locked down,” Wally observes as me and Dick rush past him. 

“This is wrong,” Dick comments as he pulls his holographic computer up on his arm. 

“Is this what I think it is, Rob?” I ask him and he hums, nodding. 

“Thought so. This is a high speed express elevator,” Dick explains and I nod along. 

“It definitely doesn’t belong in a two-story building,” I reply and he hums in agreement as he continues to look at his holo computer. 

“Neither does what I saw,” Kaldur comments before he walks over to the elevator and pries the doors open. 

“And that’s why they need an express elevator,” Dick observes as we look down the long elevator shaft. 

He then grabs me and pulls me with him as he takes a jump. He holds out his grappling gun and shoots it so we go propelling down. 

“I have my own grappling gun, I could have done it myself,” I express and he shakes his head as he lets out one of his famous laughs. 

“This way is more fun though,” he replies and I roll my eyes, letting out a laugh as well. 

“Ok. Whatever you say,” I agree with him and he grins at me. 

As we get farther down, I look up to see Kaldur and Wally sliding down the wire after us. We rush past each floor before coming to a slow stop on level 26. 

“We’re at the end of my rope,” Dick comments as we hang there for a moment. 

“We really are…” I suggest and he chuckles, shaking his head before swinging us to the side of the shaft. 

“That was so wrong!” Wally shouts as he comes down the rope after Kaldur. 

“What! You know me! When I see an opportunity, I take it,” I admit and he makes a gagging sound. 

“You only make those sounds because any kind of love is gross for you,” I point out and he scoffs as I cross my arms. 

“Yeah, because I don’t need someone to make me happy. I do that on my own,” he fights back and I let out a huff of air. 

“Ok. Ok. You two, stop it. We don’t have time for arguments,” Dick tells both of us and I sigh, uncrossing my arms. 

“You're right. I’m sorry, KF,” I apologize and Wally softly smiles. 

“It’s ok, Jay. I’m sorry too. You're only being you,” he apologizes too and I smile. 

“Ok. Now that that’s over with,” Dick comments as he plops down and pulls his holo computer back up. 

“Bypassing security…” he explains as he types and it takes him a moment. 

“There. Go,” he tells us just as all the robin faces on his screen turn green with a beep. 

“Dude, is your face really your load bar?” Wally asks in amusement and Dick nods. 

“Hey. It’s not that weird. Jay’s is her face!” Dick tells him and Wally breaks out into a huge grin. 

“That’s cheesy, dude,” Wally says and I groan. 

“It’s just the right amount of cheese though,” Dick replies, wiggling his eyebrows and I snort as I hold back a giggle.  

“I mean, he’s not wrong,” I tell Wally with a smirk and he shakes his head. 

“Ok. That is enough. We are here for a mission. Not to joke around,” Kaldur tells us before he steps up to the elevator doors. 

Kaldur pries the second set of elevator doors open and we walk through. After crossing the threshold, we all stop and look around. 

“Welcome to project Cadmus,” Dick introduces like he would if we were meeting someone. 

Wally takes off running and Kaldur quickly turns to reach out like he’ll stop him. 

“Kid, wait!” Kaldur quietly exclaims, but Wally doesn’t listen and keeps going. 

Wally skids just as he’s about to turn the corner and stumbles right into some giant dog-looking animals. He comes to a sliding stop and one of the dog-like creatures almost steps on him, but he rolls out of the way just in time. A whole bunch of them walk past as if in a trance, not even really noticing us. 

Wally quickly zooms back next to us and we all watch as the creatures all walk past us. The one in the front growls and it seems that there’s a smaller matching creature on its head. 

“No. Nothing odd going on here,” Kaldur sarcastically comments as we continue to watch more pass us by. 

“Let's keep going…” Dick decides just as all the dog-like creatures pass us by. 

“I’m game,” Wally agrees with him and Dick looks at me. 

“If you’re going, you know I am,” I say with a nod. 

“Ok. Let’s go to that door,” Dick points at it and we all nod before walking over. “Give me a minute to hack it,” he tells us as he pulls up his computer again. 

“Why are you doing all the hacking if Jay knows how to hack too?” Wally asks and I click my tongue on the roof of my mouth as Dick laughs. 

“Ask her,” Dick tells him through his laughs as I glare at him. 

“Why is he doing all the hacking?” Wally asks as he looks at me. 

“I may or may not have broken my holo pad computer yesterday…” I mumble and Dick chuckles.

“And how did you do that, hmm?” Dick asks in a playful tone that makes me glare at him again. 

“I fell out of my bed with it…” I mumble as quietly as I can. 

“Almost got it…” Dick tells us as he keeps typing. 

“How’d you fall outta bed with it?” Wally asks and I sigh, shaking my head. 

“Does it really matter?” I ask with a roll of my eyes. 

“Yes,” Kaldur and Wally say in unison. 

“Fine… I was watching my favorite movie on it, because I didn’t wanna move from my bed to go watch in the den… and then boom! Someone decides it’d be funny to scare me…” I tell them as I side eye Dick and he smirks cockily. 

“I’m not 100% the best when I get scared when I’m just relaxing. When I’m home, I let all my guards down, and Dick saw an opportunity and took it. He scared me, made me jump and I fell off my bed, breaking the arm band…” I explain and Kaldur raises an eyebrow at me. 

“So it really wasn’t your fault then?” he asks and I sigh, shaking my head. 

“In a way, yes and no. I should’ve still had my guard up and I should’ve had my gear in my room. Bats is always telling us that,” I explain just as the doors slide open. 

“Okay, I’m officially whelmed…” Dick comments as we see what’s behind the door. 

We walk in and see what looks like more of the creatures from earlier, except these ones have electricity flowing through them. We walk farther in and inspect as we go. 

“This is how they hide this massive underground facility from the world,” Wally explains as he walks in front of us while looking around. 

“The real Cadmus isn’t on the grid. It generates its own power with these… things. Must be what they’re bred for,” Wally continues as he turns to us and points at them. 

“Even the name is a clue. The Cadmus of myth created a new race by sowing dragon’s teeth into the earth,” Kaldur takes over explaining his thoughts. 

“And this Cadmus creates new life too,” Dick adds on as he walks up next to Kaldur. 

“Let’s figure out why,” Dick decides before going over to the computer and connecting his holo computer to it. 

“So if you still had yours, what’d you call it?” Wally asks as he looks at me. 

“Holo pad computer,” I inform him and he nods. 

“So if you had that, you could hack things too? I’ve been on missions with you. I’ve only ever seen Rob hack,” Wally states and I giggle while Dick laughs too. 

“Oh, I’ve done it. You just haven’t seen it. Also when we’re all together, Rob prefers to do the hacking and I prefer to watch his back. He’s just a little more advanced than I am,” I inform Wally, who nods along. 

“But to answer your question, yes KF, I can. When my new holo pad comes in, I’ll show you by hacking your phone,” I joke and he crosses his arms. 

“You better not hack my phone. That’s a violation of privacy…” Wally replies with an attitude and I giggle. 

“I’m joking KF, I’d only do that to Rob…” I joke again and Dick quickly turns to me. 

“Tell me you don’t do that,” he deadpans and I slowly grin. 

“I don’t know, you tell me. Do I?” I ask with a smirk and he groans. 

“Don’t do that! I thought you were serious,” he tells me before he goes back to the computer. 

“Do you have something you're trying to hide? I thought we told each other everything?” I ask him in a sickly sweet tone and he quickly shakes his head. 

“No. I do tell you everything, but ya know, sometimes there may be some surprises I keep from you,” he explains and I grin. 

“So you are hiding something,” I say while smiling at him. 

“No, I’m not. Plus, you’d know if I was… you always figure it out if I do try to anyway,” he explains with a shrug and I giggle. 

“Ok. Whatever you say, Wonderboy,” I continue to joke with him and he shakes his head. 

“Ok. So they call them Genomophs,” Dick explains as he finally finds what he’s looking for. 

“Whoa, look at the stats on these things. Super strength, telepathy, razor claws. These are living weapons,” Dick continues to read them off as I read over his shoulder. 

“They’re engineering an army, but for who?” Wally asks as he too reads from over Dick’s side. 

“Wait. There’s something else. Project Kr,” Dick explains as he finds more and Kaldur comes up beside me to look over it too. 

“Ugh, the file’s triple-encrypted. I can’t-” Dick starts to say, but gets cut off with a voice.

“Don’t move!” we hear someone yell, making us all turn to look at the doors as they open. 

A man runs in with a bunch of the dog-like animals and comes to a stop. Two or three of the creatures growl and sneer at us. 

“Wait. Robin, Blue Jay, Aqualad, Kid Flash?” The man questions when he recognizes us.

“At least he got your name right,” Dick snickers at Wally as he turns back to his holo computer. 

“Yeah. He coulda called you flash boy like that other guy did,” I agree with Dick, who laughs while I giggle when Wally sneers at us. 

“I know you. Guardian, a hero,” Kaldur tells the man. 

“I do my best,” the man replies in a nonchalant way. 

“Then what are you doing here?” Wally asks him as we all stand around Dick as protection. 

“I’m chief of security. You’re trespassing. But we can call the league, figure this out,” he explains in a gruff tone and I shrink back a bit. 

“You think the league’s gonna approve of you breeding weapons?” Wally accuses him and he looks shocked for a moment. 

“Weapons? What are you…” Guardian asks in confusion before the creature on his shoulder turns to him as its horns light up. 

“What have I…” Guardian asks before trailing off. “Ugh, my head…” Guardian mumbles out as he holds his head. 

“Take them down hard. No mercy,” he suddenly demands as he points at us and the creatures growl as they launch at us. 

“Jay. Come on,” Dick tells me as he grabs me like he had in the elevator shaft and shoots his grappling gun. 

Wally and Kaldur stay on the ground fighting as me and Dick get up into the rafters. He starts to run out and I roll my eyes before following after him. He quickly jumps down and heads for the door with me right behind him. 

“What are we doing?!” I ask him as we run. 

“Finding the elevator!” Dick tells me as he takes a sharp right and I follow him.

We come up to the elevator and he pulls his holo pad back out as he crouches down. He types and I keep a watch over the hallway as Wally quickly comes around the corner. 

“Way to be team players, you two!” Wally shouts as he comes to a stop next to us and Kaldur stays at the end of the hall. 

“Weren’t you guys behind us?” Dick asks nonchalantly with a small shrug as he continues to type. 

“Hey. I didn’t have a choice, he pulled me with him,” I argue just as the doors open. 

We get in and Kaldur quickly rushes through the hall to us. He gets into the elevator as the creatures come racing around the corner. He flips and lands into the elevator just as the doors close. 

There’s a bang at the doors as we all stand up and we look up at the flashing numbers. The numbers count down one by one. 

“We’re headed down?” Kaldur asks in an astonished tone. 

“Dude. Out is up,” Wally agrees with Kaldur as he points up and he looks at me, making me shrug at him. 

“I know just about as much as you do,” I tell him as I hold my hands up in surrender and Wally looks back at Dick with an expectant look, who then turns to him. 

“Excuse me? Project Kr. It’s down on sub-level 52,” Dick explains his plan matter-of-factly, making me cover up a giggle. 

“This is out of control, perhaps…” Kaldur disappointedly comments as he puts a hand to his forehead and walks past us before trailing off. 

“Perhaps we should contact the league,” Kaldur finishes as he turns back to us. 

We all stay silent, not wanting to agree with him for a moment before the elevator dings. The doors open and we all step up, ready to exit as they do. We all look out into what seems to be a cave of red for a moment before Dick rushes off. 

I sigh, shaking my head before rolling my eyes. I look at Kaldur and Wally, who give me questioning looks. I shrug as nonchalantly as I can before rushing off to follow Dick. 

“We are already here,” I hear Wally tell Kaldur before he follows us. 

Together we all catch up with one another and crouch down, stopping to see two different hallways. Dick seems to be analyzing something for a moment. 

“Which way?” Kaldur reluctantly asks with a roll of his eyes. 

“Yeah… bizarre looking hallway one?” Dick says he points to hallway one. 

“Or bizarre hallway number two?” I finish off for him and he turns, smirking at me and I smirk back. 

“Halt!” A voice says out of nowhere as a creature walks out. 

He lifts his arm and his horns on top of his head start to glow. Two canister-like things fly at us and dick quickly makes me duck as one almost hits us in the head. Dick quickly bounces back up as the canisters explode and throws two Wing Dings at the creature's head. 

The creature's horns glow again and the Wing Dings stop just short of his face before dropping to the ground. The creature then lifts two more canisters and Dick grabs my arm as we run down the opposite hallway with the canisters exploding right behind us. 

Wally runs faster than us and goes ahead of the group. We run in right behind him to see a doctor on the floor as Wally lifts one of the canisters and throws it between the door and wall to stop it from closing. 

“Hurry!” Wally shouts as he turns back to us and waves frantically. 

He goes into the door first, then Aqualad follows him in with me following behind him and Dick right behind me. Aqualad quickly runs back over and kicks the canister out of the doorway as Dick starts trying to hack into it. 

“I disabled the door. We’re safe,” Dick promises as he pulls back from the hacking to look at Aqualad. 

“We’re trapped,” Aqualad points out and I scoff. 

“No. Safe. As Dick said…” I speak out and Dick smirks when Aqualad sighs while shaking his head. 

“Uh, guys. You’ll wanna see this,” Wally speaks up instantaneously, stopping the starting fight as we all turn to him. 

We all walk over as Wally presses a button and lights come on. Dick lets out a small ‘whoa’ as the case in front of us lights up, perfectly showing what looks like Superman. 

“Big K, little R,” Wally comments as he walks closer the the case. 

“The atomic symbol for Krypton!” Wally continues explaining what he’s seeing. 

“Clone?” he asks as he turns around to look at us. 

“Robin… hack,” Aqualad commands as he turns to me and Dick. 

“Uh, right, right,” Dick agrees as he comes out of his shock. 

He pulls his connection cord out and connects it to the computer in front of us. He types for a minute and he groans when it won’t open. 

“Rob… you skipped a part,” I tell him and he shakes his head. 

“Where would I be without you, Jay?” he asks, leaning over to give my cheek a light kiss and I shrug lightly before he tries the hack again. 

“Still trying to hack into whatever’s on this computer,” I joke and Dick rolls his eyes giving a small ‘haha’ in response. 

This time he bypasses it and Wally gives me a look. I shrug and he shakes his head. 

“You two really are made for each other, aren’t you?” Wally asks with a snicker and I shake my head. 

“I’m more meant for him then I'll ever be for you,” I joke with Wally about when we had met and he groans. 

“I can’t help it. When I see a cute girl, I just have to shoot my shot, ok?!” Wally protests and I laugh as he crosses his arms with a pout. 

“So that means flirting with every moving thing you see?” I ask, adding insult to injury and he huffs, shaking his head. 

“Ouch. She’s got you there, KF,” Dick agrees with a laugh when Wally huffs again. 

“I only flirt with the pretty moving things,” Wally states with attitude and I giggle, shaking my head. 

“Only you, KF. Only you,” I comment with a laugh and he only huffs again as he tightens his crossed arms. 

“Weapon designation superboy. A clone force grown in…” Dick reads off the monitor, but pauses and I read over his shoulder. 

“Sixteen weeks?!” I shout out in shock with wide eyes. 

“From DNA acquired from Superman,” Dick continues to read after me. 

“Stolen from Superman,” Aqualad adds on, in a voice full of venom. 

“No way the big guy knows about this,” Wally says and I nod my head in agreement. 

“Solar suit allows him to absorb yellow sun radiation 24/7,” Dick reads off more information the more as he finds. 

“And these creatures?” Aqualad starts to question as he points at the screen. 

“Genomorph Gnomes…” Dick fills in for Aqualad as we all read over the information now. 

“Telepathic, force-feeding him an education,” Dick explains even more information. 

“And we can guess what else. They’re making a slave out of… well, Superman’s son,” Wally points out and I frown as I look up at him. 

“Poor guy. He’s probably never been outside this case,” I sympathize and the others frown as we look up at him. 

“Now we contact the league,” Aqualad tells us before he presses his belt buckle button. 

“No signal,” Dick comments when Aqualad looks confused as to why it’s just silence though the com. 

“We’re in too deep… literally,” Wally states and I roll my eyes. 

“You’ve been waiting to say that, haven’t you?” I ask him with an unamused look and he smirks. 

“What can I say? I’m full of good puns,” Wally says with a shrug and I chuckle. 

“Good puns, my ass,” I joke with a roll of my eyes and Dick lets out his own laugh. 

“You are not on her good side today, buddy,” Dick chuckles out and Wally frowns. 

“What did I do?! I didn’t do anything to her today!” he exclaims and Dick shrugs. 

“I don’t know, but whatever it was made her upset,” Dick replies before laughing again when Wally throws his hands in the air. 

“This is wrong…” Wally comments as he turns back to the case. 

“We can’t leave him like this,” Dick comments and Kaldur takes a moment to think it over. 

“They’re right, K. We have to help him,” I comment and Kaldur eventually nods. 

“Set him free…” Kaldur demands and Dick gives him a skeptical look. 

“Do it,” Kaldur finally adds on and Dick finally brings up his holo computer before starting to hack in. 

It takes Dick less than a second to type into it before the case starts to open. It slides open with a hiss and steam comes from the sides as we all watch. The case fully opens and we all wait with bated breath before the clone is squeezing his knuckles together, making a fist. 

It stays quiet for a moment, but the creatures above the clone horns glow and there’s a light buzz. Soon I jump slightly into Dick's side as the clone's eyes fly open and he stares at us. Dick reaches out and helps me fix my stance before it’s thrown off again when the clone launches himself at us. 

He knocks me out of the way, making me push Dick down with me, but he catches me with a small huff. Quickly we all scramble back up only to see the clone sitting on top of Aqualad, throwing punch after punch to his face. 

“We have to stop him!” I shout as I jump into action and run over with the others right behind me. 

“Whoa! Hang on, Supey!” Wally yells out as he grips onto one of the clone's arms. 

“We’re on your side,” Dick also tries to tell him as he holds his other arm back. 

I jump on his back and try to pull him off by the neck, but he throws Wally, who goes flying back into the glass. He then pulls me off and throws me to the left. 

“Blue Jay!” Dick yells out as he takes a moment from struggling with the clone. 

“I’m fine, Rob,” I groan as I roll onto my side and he nods lightly. 

“I don’t wanna do this,” Dick shouts before he activates one of the many gas bombs we carry before shoving it into the clone’s face. 

Dick pushes off of him as he goes crazy when the gas explodes in his face. Aqualad takes the chance and kicks the clone, making him fly back into the computer panel. Dick runs over to me and quickly helps me up before shooting out his taser just as the clone recovers, standing back up. 

Dick hits him right in the chest with the taser, but it doesn’t seem to phase him at all. The clone then pulls at the taser lines and pulls Dick over to him. I get mad and rush over to try and help Dick, but the clone just flicks me away again, making me hit the wall. 

I groan and roll over only to watch as he puts his foot on Dick’s chest so he can’t get up. He starts to push down with his foot and Dick groans. I try to get up, but my side screams at me to stop.

It’s only a moment later when there’s a bright light and I pause when I see Kaldur rushing forward with his water bearers. 

“Enough!” Kaldur yells out as his water bearers turn into a big hammer and he knocks the clone off of Dick. 

The clone goes flying back and hits the back of the case we’d found him in, leaving a big dent. Dick pulls himself up onto his knees and Kaldur puts his water bearers away before going over to help Dick. I roll onto my back and let out a sigh, but even that feels painful. 

“Not me… check on Blue Jay…” I hear Dick speak and I groan lightly. 

“I’m ok, Rob,” I assure him and Dick tries to get up before ultimately falling back to the floor himself. 

I look down to see a piece of glass in my side. Then I realized that I had rolled through the glass Wally broke previously. I groan and carefully pull the piece of glass from my side before trying to get up, but ultimately fall back to the floor. 

The clone gets up and I watch as Kaldur stands up. He shields Dick as he stands up and holds a hand out to the clone. The clone stops maybe about a foot from Kaldur. 

“We are trying to help you!” Kaldur shouts out and the clone doesn’t seem to like it as he lunges forward at him. 

They fight back and forth for a few minutes. Kaldur even tries to electrocute him again with his water bearers, but again it doesn’t seem to phase him. He leaps and slams Kaldur into the roof. When Kaldur still doesn’t stop, he slams him into the roof again and that’s when my vision starts to blur. 

I groan and try to lift myself back up to stop him, but my vision goes almost completely black as I fall to the floor. The black edges around my vision slowly take over and I find myself succumbing to the darkness.

To Be Continued… 

As of right now there is no tag list for this series, but if any of you would like us to make one we totally can. For now we have decided just to see if any of you like this one.

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MILLIE CLEAVES / ( verses )

The designated Muscle of I.M.P., Millie is as wrathain as they come ; stubborn, resourceful, & most importantly : sturdy. Having lived in the Pride ring for several years, she's easily adapted to the change of scenery that is, to her, a concrete version of Wrath. For such a powerhouse, the imp initially comes off as a sweet southern belle with a seemingly endless well of patience, a gift & a blessing in any of the rings of Hell.

Go after her friends & family though ? & you will see why the pint-sized powerhouse was nicknamed Millie the Maniac back in Wrath.

MS. BUCKZO / ( verses )

Lorelei is an only child raised by a single incubus father, her imp mother leaving the picture not long after she was born ; though she was "succu-passing" for most of her early life, she was no less discriminated against than any other hybrid outside the Lust ring. She found her first love and became a young mother in her late teens, but some time after his passing she found another and conceived twins not long after.

Throughout her marriage, Lorelei promised herself that she would be a better mother than her own. Refusing to eat until the children had eaten, buying them new clothes as they quickly grew, & supporting their aspirations beyond the family circus, it was when she lost her second husband, Cash, during an Incident at their family circus. Now, she's moved back to the Lust ring, & with the aid of old friends has a job at a burlesque-lounge, where she later became co-owner and occasionally performs or sings for.

TILLA BUCKZO / ( verses )

Eldest sister to Blitzo & Barbie Buckzo, Tilla is the token "responsible sibling" that has been her sibling's rock through some of the best & worst moments of their lives. Despite being a child born of a previous relationship, her & Cash had a civil enough relationship, though the eldest was often taken advantage of & partially parentified by her stepfather.

Unfortunately, a year before the Incident at the family circus, Tilla had gotten into a major conflict with Cash that had ended in her leaving the family business & moving to the Lust ring. Since her leave, the eldest sister has continued to act as the voice of reason between her siblings' & their various day-to-day escapades, attempting to keep what remains of her dysfunctional family together while juggling her own personal problems.

LILITH MORNINGSTAR / ( verses )

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WALLY WACKFORD / ( verses )

One of the heirs to the Wackford fortune -- most notably from the recently-popular Wackdonald's branch of business -- Wally is the youngest of several children ; though he is not spoiled by any means, the imp most certainly has been raised with an unrealistically higher standard than one usually has when so low on the proverbial food chain, but especially when you were raised in a place like the Greed ring.

As a requirement, one that his older siblings have long-since passed, the youngster must be able to hold down a job -- any kind of job, really -- for THREE years, & in doing so he will prove that he can be financially stable & handle a large allowance or be responsible for his own business once he starts making serious bank. Until then, Wally will be taking any & every job he can get his greedy hands on, desperate to prove to his family that he can be a trustworthy adult & not a waste of space or an emergency heir.

MS. KNOWLAS / ( verses )

A middle child among five children, Camellia Belles is the eldest daughter of a successful Tailoring family in the Wrath ring that specialized phenomenal leatherwork, but they are most well-known for their bulletproof vests made from the sturdiest & healthiest of War Hogs ; as expected, next to a high demand in Wrath, the Greed & Pride rings also pulled in plenty of sales.

Camellia then met Crimson Knowlas, & within a handful of years the two wedded, the coupling later resulting in the birth of their only son Moxxie. With both parents raised with different values, Crimson eventually reached a breaking point with Camellia when their son was a toddler, & he attempted to murder her for a number of reasons. Unknown to him & Moxxie, the headstrong Wrathian survived, now missing an eye, her horns, & most of her tail.

In the current day, Camellia has taken up residence in the Pride ring & works in a successful extended branch of her family's business in shoe repair & altercations. Thus far, she's gone undetected by Crimson.

KITTY / ( verses )

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RAGHNALL "ANDY" O'BRIAN / ( verses )

Bio wip.

BELPHEGOR / ( verses )

The ruler of the Sloth ring, Belphegor is known for being the Ambassador of Hell & chief of laziness ; to be slothful is to be affectless to any feeling about oneself or others, & as such the physical toll of this apathy leads to passive boredom & the indifference to work. The most accurate translations of it's Latin origin -- acedia -- is self-pity, for it conveys both the melancholy of the condition & self-centeredness upon which it is founded.

Belphegor themselves is a former party animal turned introvert, who would rather be at home, working on their many, many projects that they have picked up but never fully completed. Between being Ambassador & making attempts to keep the pharmaceutical market in check, she has little patience for much else, often preferring to lounge in her house robes & solve puzzles gifted by friends.

Every once in a great while though, Belphegor will indulge in a party or two & usually accepts the consequences of his indulgences... usually.

STELLA / ( verses )

Bio wip.

NIFFTY DARLING / ( verses )

A pint-sized cyclops-bug-thing of a sinner, Niffty is the primary maid & cook at the Hazbin Hotel. Easily excitable & full of unbridled zeal, this one-eyed dame finds friends in many unlikely places, but has a difficult time keeping said friends due to the nature of the Pride ring's city-hellscape, as well as her own ditziness from time to time. What she lacks in book-smarts she makes up for in passion for her work & hobbies, & she enjoys sharing it to boundary-breaking degrees.

FRACTURE / ( verses )

Aged out of the pound after hitting eighteen, Fracture left the person-sized prison with severe anger issues & nowhere to go, leaving only with the clothes on his back & his identity in-hand. From there, the malamute starts his journey to betterment by jumping to & from various shelters for housing, taking up labor-heavy work for many years before finally landing a job in security at St. Ann's Hospital in the Sloth ring.

LIANDRY SAVOY / ( verses )

Hailing from the Sloth ring, Liandry is a hybrid with a.. complicated family history. She is a gentle giant who was raised by her baphomet grandparents -- along with her younger brother Nico -- as her birth parents had gone missing sometime during her childhood. Since then, she's had front-row seats to the shady underside of her grandmother's highly-regarded reputation in the medical field and has been set onto the very same path ; even when her hands had been blown off in her mid-teens, the essential tools of her trade, her reputation was bolstered by a "donation" of robotic prosthetics.

From pharmaceuticals to cosmetic surgery to organ transplants, Liandry Robinson is a jack of many trades in the medical field that well worth the price of her "miracle work".

JASPER / ( verses )

A sinner who died during the Chernobyl incident in the mid 80's, Jasper used to be a janitor -- an average joe doing his 9-5 just to return to an empty home ; he died a slow, agonizing death due to the high amounts of radiation poisoning when reactor no. 4 had exploded, & was sent to hell for his selfish act of self-preservation, pushing fellow coworkers, engineers, & scientists to the side to save himself from the oncoming waves of radiation. In doing so, he cost a handful of people their lives.

nowadays in hell, he just acts as transportation for truckloads of aphrodisiacs & narcotics & everything else in-between, trying to survive Pride's own hellscape. On the side, Jasper sells the "reward" portions he earns through keeping supply on a strict & consistent schedule. It's not much, but it's work nonetheless, & when he isn't driving, the pig-man's keeping himself busy as last-minute muscle for low & high-lifes of all kinds.

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"How Many Fingers Am I Holding Up?"

Characters: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd

CW: alcohol (abuse), emotional angst, minor injuries

The moon hung low in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the Haley's Circus grounds. The tents and booths stood tall, their vibrant colors faded by years on the road. Old paint chipping away on battered wood that was disassembled one too many times. It still felt like home to Dick even after all these years as he walked through the aisles. He came to a stop as they reached the big top, the heart of Haley’s circus and where his life changed forever.

The circus settled in Gotham for about a two-week-long residency every year since he was a child. Even so, he hadn’t been able to bring himself to visit for quite some time. That fact probably wouldn’t have changed for years to come but this visit to Gotham happened to line up perfectly with the anniversary of his parent’s death. However bittersweet it was, he knew he wanted to be here. The last place he ever saw them. Felt his mother's arms wrap him in a tight hug. Felt his father's laugh shake his whole body when he would sit on his lap. He flinched when he felt Jason clap him on his shoulder, shaking him out of his reverie. 

“You good, Goldie?” The younger man asked before taking a swig from the whiskey bottle in his hand. Face scrunching briefly as the burn made its way down his throat. The crumpled, cliche, brown paper bag over it crinkled in his grip. The whiskey wasn’t considered high shelf in any way, but it got the job done. 

“Yeah, Jay. I just…” He didn’t finish the sentence, wasn’t entirely sure how. 

“I know, let's go inside before the security guard makes his way back though. I’m not saving your ass if we get caught.” 

They slipped through the tarp doors, instantly getting hit with the overwhelming smell of sawdust and stale popcorn. Dick reveled in the memories it brought with it. They made their way to one of the sections of wooden bleachers facing the center of the ring. Dick laid down on one of the benches, facing the ceiling, while Jason sat down beside him. He leaned back with his arms sprawled out at his sides and his legs kicked up in front of him. He handed the bottle to Dick after one last swig while subtly trying to get a read on the older man. 

He had just gotten out of the shower and was going to turn in for the night when he got a notification. He was pretty surprised to see it was a text asking if he wanted to grab a few drinks with Dick. It was rare these days for Jason to hang out with Dick outside of vigilante business, even more so for the man to voluntarily request to get wasted. He quickly ran through the list of possible birthdays and holidays in case he forgot an important date before he realized the significance. A small part of him selfishly beamed at the fact that Dick had come to him instead of Wally or Babs. 

They sat there on the bleachers for most of the night, passing the bottle back and forth. Jason didn’t say much, letting Dick reminisce about his circus days and first family. Offering an occasional laugh or acknowledgment here and there, never enough to interrupt. He could tell the whiskey was getting to Dick as his words became more and more slurred, the boy wonder was typically a beer man and it was showing. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t feeling it himself. After one particular story about the first time his parents let him try the tightrope, his smile faltered and that look appeared again. That haunted look he noticed outside when Dick saw the tent for the first time again. He glanced over when Dick started to move, brows furrowed with a sense of determination? anger? he wasn’t really sure. He quickly stood up, wobbly and lacking his usual grace from the alcohol. He steadied himself as best he could before climbing down the wooden bleachers.

“Dick, what are you doing?” Jason asked, concern lacing his voice and probably his face as well. 

“I want t-to do it, Jay,” Dick slurred. He was halfway across the tent now, walking - more like stumbling - towards one of the two giant metal beams at the side of the ring. “I want to walk the tightrope again.”

Jason knew it was a horrible idea. Dick was fucking plastered, and as talented as the man was, attempting such a feat in his current state was reckless at best and suicidal at worst. “Dick, come on, this isn’t the time.”

But Dick was already climbing the ladder by the time Jason got to his feet. His leg slipped once, twice, and Jason cursed under his breath. The golden boy was going to get himself killed, and then in turn Bruce was going to kill him. He really wanted the second time around to last a bit longer than this. 

Dick finally reached the top of the ladder, pulling himself up onto the small platform while ignoring Jason’s shouts from below. He closed his eyes as the memories flooded back, and for a moment, he felt like a child again, as if the weight of the world was lifted from his shoulders. He could hear the imaginary applause of the crowd, the cheers of his parents as they encouraged him. He could feel the warmth of the spotlight again as it followed him. He slowly opened his eyes back open, reality crashing back in as he was met with darkness. The only spotlight there was the pale, cold, light of the moon shining through the cracks of the tent. His eyes steeled as determination set in. With a roll of his shoulders, he took his first step onto the tightrope. He balanced precariously, his arms outstretched as if seeking the approval of an audience that existed only in his memories. 

Jason watched in silent terror as Dick made his way across the tightrope, his heart in his throat with every wobble. His shouts clearly hadn’t gotten through to the man and climbing up after him wouldn’t solve anything. Even if he was fast enough to climb up there in time, he didn’t feel like wrestling with a drunk Dick Grayson on the small platform twenty feet in the air. The acrobats were the last act of the night, so the safety net was folded up and tucked into the corner of the tent. If Dick fell, it would be a long and painful drop to the ground.

Dick gets about halfway across the rope before the emotions and alcohol finally take over. His muscle memory can only help so much when his brain is soaked in 90 proof. His balance falters as he teeters on the edge of disaster. He can hear Jason yell out from below as he finally gives in and leans to one side. His stomach twists with that familiar feeling that free fall always brings him as his foot loses contact at last. He expects the crash to happen in a few seconds, arms braced around his body. Some self-preservation fighting through the seemingly dead embers of his brain. 

He gets the wind knocked out of him as something slams into his side, sending him rolling against the dirt-covered floor of the circus tent. It takes a few moments to realize that the object was in fact a body that had tackled him in mid-air. He looks over to his side with wide eyes as he takes in Jason’s body next to his, gasping and groaning in pain from their impact. His own body is slightly numb from the alcohol and adrenaline, but not enough to ignore the protests his back and shoulder scream at him as he tries to move. He goes to speak but he’s met with a coughing fit instead, threatening to turn into him vomiting all over himself. He can just barely hear Jason yelling over the ringing in his ears. He’s able to make out a “You fucking idiot!” and a well-deserved “What the hell were you thinking!?” 

Jason looks down at Dick as he’s finally able to get a handle on his coughing fit that wracks his body. There’s really no point when Jason is two seconds away from strangling the life out of the man himself. He’s furious. He’s about to rip Dick a new one until the golden boy finally makes eye contact with him. Tears are welling up in those blue eyes, not from the physical pain, but from all that emotional turmoil that had driven him to even complete the reckless act. Dick was hurting, and the last thing he needed was to be scorned right now. Jason was the last person who could judge Dick for acting out and being reckless when he was hurting in this way. Hell, Jason was practically the poster boy for emotionally unstable and unhealthy coping mechanisms. 

The tension in Jason’s body softens and he surrenders with a sigh. “How many fingers am I holding up?” He asks, partially teasing. The other half actually worried. 

Dick blinks through the tears, trying to focus on Jason’s hand. “Two,” he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jason can’t help but smile at Dick’s response. “Close enough, Dickface.”

They laid there on the circus floor, side by side, for a few minutes as their breath gradually returned to normal. A comfortable silence as Dick put himself back together and Jason kept him company. Dick eventually broke the silence. “We should probably go home, Jay”

Jason nodded, helping Dick to his feet. He could hold in the groan he wanted to let out but not so much the pained wince of his face. Dick noticed and instantly had that oh-so-very Dick Grayson guilty look he liked to sport, forever the martyr. “I’m fine Dick, really. Let’s just get home so we can sleep it off. Gonna be a hell of a hangover,” Jason interrupts before he can start word-vomiting his predictable apologies. Dick just gave in and weakly nodded, clearly not looking for a fight at the moment. Jason put his arm around his shoulders when he noticed the slight limp to Dick’s gate as he tried taking a few steps. 

“Thanks, Jason” Dick weakly stated.

“Sure thing”

“I don’t mean for this”

“I know Dickie, I know…”

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Batfam Performers AU

No Capes AU where all the members of the batclan come together through a shared love of dance

The Wayne family has been a big supporter of the arts for generations (i mean cmon martha and thomas literally got killed leaving the theater, thats low hanging fruit) and of course Bruce continues this tradition by being very actively involved in the arts communities in Gotham, especially dance which is his favorite

Bruce and Dick meeting is pretty much exactly the same as cannon except instead of becoming a crime fighting duo, Dick gets therapy and decides to continue in gymnastics in remembrance of his parents

Dick goes to the Summer Olympics no less than 3 separate times, and while there, he finds a fantastic group of friends in a variety of other events like Running (Wally, who specializes in the 100 m), Archery (Roy obvi), Weightlifting (Kori), Boxing (Donna), Modern Pentathlon (Garfield), Skateboarding (Raven), and Table Tennis (Victor). 

After retiring from international competitions, Dick does several tours with the Cirque du Soleil.

Jason is a street performer, breakdancing for spare change and also pickpocketing passersby and Bruce goes Hey, That’s Free Kid. Back when he was homeless, Jason spent a lot of time at the local community center learning hip-hop and keeps up with it even after moving to Bristol. It’s more of a casual hobby, but he’s gotten several offers to tour professionally.

At one Winter Olympics competition (which the waynes always attend in person), Dick stumbles upon one of the chinese figure skaters. 

Enter: Cassandra Cain, rising figure skating star, literally won every competition ever, master on the ice, etc etc. Except... somethings off. Because it turns out there’s a huge scandal with abuse of the underage figure skaters going on (think of that controversy with the russian figure skaters who were basically being starved and abused to delay puberty so they wouldn’t develop curves bc that would impact their ability to do quadruple jumps). So Bruce goes, Oh, You’re Being Abused? That’s Free Kid and adopts her. After being adopted, Cass continues to compete in figure skating, but at a much less intense level, and also explores other forms of dance. She falls in love with ballet and quickly rises to the top. That’s where she meets Tim!

Tim fell in love with dance the second his parents forced him to learn the waltz for galas. They enrolled him in ballet (bc “that’s one of the only respectable styles of dance”) basically just to shut him up. Secretly, Tim has been obsessed with more contemporary styles of dance ever since he saw a certain circus performance (wink wink nudge nudge) and constantly goes to watch underground dance competitions. Cass, who knows him from the ballet studio, spots him at one such competition and drags him forcefully into the family. Much to his parents chagrin, Tim ends up forming a small dance troupe with Conner, Bart, and Cassie (Young Just Us). They travel to competitions all over the country, winning hearts and inspiring sexuality crises.

Duke, instead of working as a performer, works in lighting design! He learned the craft from his parents and knows how to work a lighting board like no other. He does work for basically every show/competition in Gotham, including plays and musicals. He knows everyone. Or, more accurately, everyone knows him. Duke is everywhere. If you’re a performer in Gotham, Duke has pointed a spotlight at you.

Damian is classically trained, basically since birth, and won’t let anyone forget it. He considers anything that isn’t classical to be inferior and takes great pride in his ability to dance en point. His dirty little secret? Damian loves square dancing. Jon made him do it once and he complained about it the whole time, then never stopped thinking about it. He would rather die than let anyone find out.

Stephanie starts out as a street performer as well. Unfortunately, she doesn’t get adopted by a billionaire (yet) and after turning 18 works as a stripper in one of Gotham’s less reputable clubs. She falls in love with pole dancing and starts doing it competitively. She catches a lot of shit for it, which is stupid because pole dancing is an incredibly difficult and incredibly beautiful artform. All her awards earn her a spot as a dancer at a club in Gotham that actually treats their performers well. She meets Tim when he sneaks out to one of the pole dancing competitions and gets in a fistfight with an asshole who kept harassing Steph about giving him a lap dance. Steph also does roller derby. This isn’t relevant, but I like it.

Barbara was an incredibly gifted gymnast who trained alongside Dick before suffering a spinal injury during a nasty training accident. She goes on to study music composition and writes/sound mixes for basically everyone who’s anyone. Everyone wants Babs to compose a piece for them because she’s just the best. She’s sought out by teams ranging from break-dancing to cheerleading to experimental.

Bruce has just about every piece of equipment purchasable installed in his basement, so all of his beloved family members can pursue their dreams <]:*)

[threewaysdivided]

💖👻🧠 (is this too many??)

Not at all!

Fanfic Ask Game

👻 What is one WIP you think you may never pick back up?

Funnily enough, I don't have any of these! The closest thing is my bird painting, which has been languishing as a result of my moving house twice and just not having the time or table space.

I know myself well enough to be aware of my tendency towards completionist over-commitment to stuff. I tend to hang back on actually starting projects that need more than a couple of weeks unless I'm ready to actually see them through. WIP-projects mostly stay in my head or as...

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

There's actually couple of these in a fairly developed state that have stayed bunked in my brain either because I didn't feel like spending the time to turn them into prose with all the connective tissue, or because they work in that liminal dream-sequence brain-space where I can blend from one scene to the next and hop in and out of flashbacks for context but I would have no idea how to structure them as an actual story that makes coherent sense to someone else.

A run-down:

YJxDP Brother's AU story concept #1, building on this starting point. Dick finds out from Jack Haley that he has an older brother, only to discover that Fentonworks is gone and the trail is completely cold. Meanwhile Wally finds himself getting drawn into the life of a new classmate at Keystone High, who seems to be estranged from his family, is perpetually tired and a bit standoffish... and who looks an awful lot like an older Dick Grayson at first glance (but that has to be a coincidence, right? Because Dick doesn't have any living family.) First impressions can be misleading and the more Wally looks the less certain he is that they're related but the more he notices other things. Most importantly: that this is a person who needs help and maybe a friend.

YJxDP Brother's AU story concept #2, would completely not work in writing as it would fully rewrite both canons but basically exploring the concept of "what if they DID grow up in the circus together and somehow got separated, lost contact and then reunited as heroes", going into the loss, hurt, anger, distance and misunderstandings that would come from being suddenly split apart from your only remaining family with no warning. In which Dick is sitting on the kind of vicious anger that only a deeply hurt child can, Danny has been drowning in the guilt of a broken promise for five years and a certain someone has been interfering with the mail because the timeline needed both Robin and Phantom. A lot of shouting and crying ensues. The other reason I probably won't write this one is that it turns Danny into a distinctly different character to his canon counterpart.

Danny Phantom AU where the Fentons are not malicious but are also not very good as parents due to hyperfocus on their work. Jazz leaves to try and make a safer place where she can eventually petition to get custody of Danny. Meanwhile Danny - in attempt to be "part of the family" - volunteers to participate in some tests with ectoplasm that make him increasingly unwell and eventually into a halfa whose ghost form is shaped by his parents anti-ghost rhetoric and is mostly used by them as an anti-ghost countermeasure. Even though Danny is the same person in both forms he and "Hunter" aren't treated that way, and he ends up feeling as though "Hunter" needs to conform their ideas about about ghosts (not feeling emotion, not feeling physical sensation etc) - which is not a good thing for him and inadvertently makes him a lot of enemies among the ghosts that come to Amity Park. After struggling with that on his own for a while, he eventually leaves to be with Jazz and has to slowly learn how manage being a halfa, and to unlearn most of the things he's internalised about both ghosts and himself with the help of Jazz and some ghostly allies he stumbles into finding.

💖 What do you like most about your own writing?

Tricking me into complimenting myself, how very dare you! (Affectionate.)

I think it's probably best said in this quote from C.S. Lewis:

I wrote the books I should have liked to read. That’s always been my reason for writing. People won’t write the books I want, so I have to do it for myself.

That's a pretty good summary actually. I started writing Deathly Weapons because I noticed these consistent gaps in the DP x DC (mostly DPYJ or DPTT) fanfic collections at the time, where certain ideas or opportunities weren't getting used and I really wanted to see them.

Specifically some stuff that I like and/or am looking forward to doing:

Causality - I try to make it so that things have a solid in-universe reason to happen. It's totally not necessary for fanfic (its perfectly fine if a story is just an excuse to put your blorbos into interesting positions) but I like to make things feel a little bit more grounded. Especially when it comes to missions in fanfic, often times I kind of found myself wondering why the Team's covert squad was being deployed on certain missions rather than other heroes - it's just one of those things that I like to have an answer for in my own stuff.

Fair-play mysteries - I'm writing for myself but I'm also writing the story that I wish Baby 3WD could have found, and part of that is I think readers like to feel clever, not stupid. I love leaving little hints that point to stuff that's going to come up later (for example, in Chapter 18 I tried to foreshadow Nano being tied up in the cupboard behind the boss before the Team even knew a hostage was missing from the main room) - I feel terribly witty while doing it and I super love hearing when people notice. Two people left comments speculating about some character stuff that's going to go down in Equilibrium and someone else already DMed me with a correct guess at part of the final twist and I love all of you. It's fun to give people the chance to realise what's coming before the characters do.

Character specificity - this is probably more of an upcoming thing than a current-chapters thing, but I really enjoy digging into the specifics of characterisation, character motivations and character relationships. And especially when it comes to grief arcs. I don't know how successfully I'm going to pull off Flashpoints, Combustion and Equilibrium but if I can get even some of the character stuff to work, I'll be happy.

Descriptions - settings are fun and I like describing them, especially when they also set scenes and build mood. I feel like its a part of writing that doesn't see as much love in fic (again, totally fair, we're here for the blorbos) but I love doing it. The oil rig setpiece was fun, I liked giving Wayne Manor a sense of its own personality, and I'm really looking forward to stuff like the jungle setting in In the Mists, the mountains in Rituals, the night sky scenes in Enemy Lines and a lot of gentle flavour descriptions wrapping through Equilibrium.

This was fun! Thanks for playing!