Happy Ides of March! I made you a playlist, based on my vague memories of being in Julius Caesar twice in the late 1990s, and also primarily for purposes of making the joke at the end:
"Rome," Dessa
"You Should See Me In a Crown," Billie Eilish
"The Tipping Point," Tears for Fears
"Bad Friend," Rina Sawayama
"Ides of March," Birdmask
"Knives Out," Radiohead
"Backstabber," the Dresden Dolls
"Red Hands Never Fade," the Warning
"This Means War," Skunk Anansie
"No Rest For the Wicked," Lykke Li
"Ghosts Again," Depeche Mode
"Emperor's New Clothes," Panic! At the Disco
"Eat Your Salad," Citi Zēni
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Scenario for a Batman Identity Reveal™-
Takes place before Batman has revealed his identity. The rest of the JL know each other's identities, except Batman's. They've just received news of a threat against Bruce Wayne.
Maybe a rogue or an intergalactic enemy or someone has found out that Bruce Wayne funds a majority of the League and thinks that killing him will severely weaken it. Fair enough, I mean it's easier to kill a civilian known to be an idiot as compared to the greatest heroes, right?
So now obviously the JL feel obligated to protect him. They don't particularly want to do it, and usually they'd just set up police protection, but everyone knows how corrupt Gotham police are, and Wayne is being targeted bc of them. They'd ask Batman, but he only comes out at night and has publicly expressed disdain for Bruce. So they've got to do it themselves.
They take it in shifts, and while Wayne seems very welcoming on the outside, it's a little obvious that he doesn't want them poking around his house. In addition, the first night they were on shift, Batman gave them a very strict warning about what is and isn't allowed in his city. He tried to get them to leave, but they overruled him.
At first, Bruce spends all his time acting like an air headed idiot, flirting with everyone that tries to talk to him and refusing to cooperate bc he doesn't believe the threat. 'Coincidently', he's always in the room every time one of them try to talk to talk to any of his children.
Then as time passes, he lets his guard down. They start to see a gentle, kind, Bruce Wayne whose children are his entire world, not token trophies. He speaks in a soft voice, one made out of cotton and clouds. He cares about the underprivileged in Gotham and genuinely works to make life better for them. He's smart and actually involved in his company. He's also incredibly slippery and tries very very hard to lose their tail at all times. The only reason they can keep up with him at all is because most of them have special powers.
One day, while they're trying to look for him after he's lost them yet again, he gets kidnapped. The entire JL rushes to find him and rescue him before the person they've come to honestly respect and enjoy the company of gets murdered for trying to help them. They search for and reach the place he's being held after 2 days, only to find him tying up the criminals- who definitely all have broken bones- surrounded by the horde of younger Gotham vigilantes.
He turns to look at them and growls, "You're late. Civilian rescue time needs to be much shorter, these people weren't even experienced kidnappers. You're lucky it was me they were after otherwise you'd have found a corpse. We're running drills back at the watchtower."
They're all shocked because... that's Batman's voice?? Coming from the richest man alive, known playboy, not so known gentle father, BRUCE WAYNE??? BATMAN HASN'T EVEN BEEN OFF DUTY SINCE THEY BECAME BRUCE BODYGUARDS????
Turns out his children all ganged up on him and forced him to reveal his identity, especially since the JL had become friends with him both inside and outside the mask.
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The concept of Dylan centering Connor Bedard makes me insane. Any more thoughts you can share on the matter?
part of dylan's propensity for Being In Greatness's Shadow comes from the fact that he is a centre. a winger needs someone to drive the play for them, someone to hold the reins as they pull the sleigh forward. dylan ended up as connor's teammate by luck, but it feels engineered somehow by fate that he was patrick kane's centre, that he was ovi's. a good complement to a much more powerful creature on his wing.
dylan has always wanted to be wanted. arizona couldn't bring him up properly, not that they can do that with anyone, and chicago gave him a taste of something but it clearly didn't sit right, and washington finally gave him what he deserved -- that relationship with ovi, who sings stupid songs about his baby caps in the hallway and who needed a centre in nicke's absence.
so dylan became nicke. if he's the same calibre of player or not it doesn't matter; he was the right fit for the job anyway, the puppetmaster, the fuel where ovi is the spark. the shadow.
dylan is 25 now, an intelligent, capable playmaker in a difficult league. he is no superstar, but he knows exactly how to worm his way into that spot right at the edge of the light.
bedard, meanwhile, is a firecracker of a child destined to enter one of the worst teams in the league. there's a very, very good chance he'll be the best player on a bad team for years. teams can take a long time to contend, even with a good pick. what does that do to you? what will that do to him?
so, that is how i would see it. dylan as a joe pavelski, of sorts. a patient, defensively responsible centre, covering up the flaws in his dazzling winger's game. a father to a reckless son. needed but never noticed.
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