#jason switcharoo

[lizardpersonyknow]

It's so incredibly funny to me that somehow some people think Tim is a boring straightlace and Jason is deranged and unhinged

Like Jason at his worst is a murderous crime lord who also has a moral conscience, protects children and sex workers, works to make the worst parts of Gotham safer and wants to know that his dad cares

Tim at his worst on the other hand.... Rampant murder with NO morals, becomes Batman and uses the gun that killed Bruce's parents, dictator, takes over like half of America, goes back in time like a couple times to tell his younger self that this is their inevitable end just to fuck with HIMSELF

Jason at his best is the happy robin, loves school, cares for sex workers becomes a crime lord to help make sure the people who are addicted aren't being given toxic shit

Tim at his best is entirely unhinged, stalking Batman and Robin through the streets, blackmailing Batman, all the young justice shenanigans, creating a fake uncle to avoid adoption, beefing with a like 9 year old (deserved imo 9 year olds are MEAN), lies to everyone including batman and take pride in it

Like besties one is exponentially more of a black sheep and it isn't the drug lord, it's the heroic sidekick of batman

Yes Jason is still out on the streets wildin and feral but I don't think people give enough credit to how normal he is for his background

Yes Tim is CEO but he's also been 17 for years and probably has taken cocaine to see what it felt like

[gonnalosemydougdimmadomedamnmind]

I deserve financial compensation every time I have to read a post that posits that Jason is actually the good big brother that's there for his siblings and Dick is the big mean golden child that can do whatever he wants and turns his siblings away when they need help. I'd have like a gajillion dollars now.

This bothers me so much specifically because it's the exact opposite of canon, in Dick's case anyway. Ain't nobody going to Jason for help in the first place. I really can't get past the backwards logic of it all. No, the utter lack of logic. Like it's the Exact Opposite.... The Exact Opposite!!! How did you come to this conclusion???

Well, I mean, I know- you don't read the comics AND you take everything at face value. I get it, when I first entered the fandom- the way people talk about Dick and Jason and Tim and Damian? They'd have you believe that Jason and Tim were delivered to Earth by angels with a chorus singing in the heavens and a light following them everywhere their delicate, innocent feet went. Everything they do is either Justified or Morally Correct. Nothing is Ever Their Fault. They deserve your sympathy and awe, and nothing short of worship is an attack on their character. They'd have you believe that Dick is a Monster, that Everything is his fault, that he's an inherently bad and selfish person because He Tried but He Didn't Devote Himself Entirely to Jason and Tim and Thats Bad and He Deserves To Be Punished For It and that Damian is a Demon, that he's always going to make the choice that serves himself and hurts others, that even though he's a 10 year old boy with a complicated, abusive upbringing, Everything is His Fault Entirely and He Doesn't Deserve Understanding or Mercy.

That's what you see and hear when you enter this fandom. And unless you actually read the comics or do the research by looking through blogs with meta commentary on the comics (with panels provided) or interact with fan media that is based on the comics And Not The Fanon- this is the false opinion that remains.

It drives me crazy that people refuse to engage with the actual canon of something they claim to be a fan of. What are you a fan of if you have no idea what you're talking about? It drives me crazy, because theres so much of this fanon content, you have to literally dig and dig and dig and dig and dig and dig to find the truth. And the truth is so Unbelievably, Undeniably

Not That.

In fact, in most cases whatever you read- the opposite is what actually happened. Or what you read is Entirely Made Up to make one character, (Dick and Damian), look bad in order to prop up the other character, (Jason and Tim). Then people get angry when you point that out, for ruining 'the fun' or their false perception of their fave character. Well I'm angry for having to do it in the first place.

[emacrow]

100% bet it was Jason who figured out the switcheroo but kept it a secret after Danny beat the Joker kneecaps in that warehouse. He didn't think Danny had followed him like some kind of ghost or something as he went blindly into a trapped by the joker.

His vision blurred due to being beaten down by Joker only to see Joker's laughing turned screaming, and the flash of Danny in Robin outfit beat Joker with his eyes blaring so green that his hair was nearly white as snow.

He barely could see much less stay conscious, only to wake up in a frozen bed with a giant yeti checking his vitals.

Danny sat there in the corner with inverted colors, eyes glowing that same bright green so intense, and his heart would've stopped right there if Danny hadn't gotten smack in the back of the head by the most prettiest red-head lady he ever seen since Babs.

"Stop scaring him with your overprotective glare of disappointment, little brother! He already got a beating of a lifetime. I'm sorry, uh.. Todd? He has been there for 16 days and refused to move after he and dick emergency switcheroo to save your life. I'm Jasmine, but you can call me jazz." Jazz said softly, holding out a glass of water and some glowing green pills in a plastic cup, smiling softly at him with the most beautiful ocean green eyes.

"Are you an angel sent from heaven to get me?" Jason bluntly said out before he realized what he just said...

Danny, in the background, gasped with the look of shock turn to fury.

He should've died with how red his face was, and the heart monitor beating at a high rate that would put the flash to shame.

DCxDP idea: The old switcheroo

Based on this ask that got me thinking.

It's not well-known that Mary and John Grayson had identical twins. The reason is that Haly Circus had a strict rule about babies traveling with them. There could only be one at a time.

Jack Haly tried his best, but it had been a long-standing rule of the circus back when his grandfather first started the business, and since he enforced it onto everyone else, he couldn't make exceptions for the Flying Graysons even if the second boy wasn't planned.

There were a lot of reasons for this rule. The first was traveling, which was dangerous for the little ones: illness and unsafe equipment. The second reason they encountered more delays whenever they crossed borders was because people were suspicious of multiple children being moved about.

The last was that Fedrick Haly thought children were a distraction and would not stand for his performers to not be entirely focused on their acts. So the rule went up, and anyone displeased with it was welcome to leave. He later allowed for more than one child if the second board had to be at least ten years old before the other board was on its way.

The problem was that while a few people did leave, most had been born and raised in Haly's circus and couldn't imagine a world where they weren't part of it. Mary and John were in the second category, so they made a hard choice.

They gave up one of the twins to a lovely couple, Madeline and Jack Fenton, and tried not to think about him. They went as far as to leave themselves off of the boy's birth certification. This was a viewpoint the son they did keep,Dick, did not share.

The minute the circus Strong Man let it slip that he had a brother, Dick had tried tracking him down. He found an ally in Jack Haly himself, who had always hated his grandfather's rule and took him on an "educational" trip to America.

The Graysons didn't suspect anything, and the Fentons were also left in the dark because Jack H. was worried they would try to cause trouble among his people if they found out about Dick.

Danny Fenton, Dick's twin, swore to never tell anyone a thing. In his eyes, he saw it as tearing Dick's life apart when it was their parents who made the choice to get rid of him. He didn't even tell his sister or his best friend. He liked to think that one day, when they were older, the brothers would be able to be seen in public.

In the meantime, they shared secret letters as pen pals and would call each other once a month with the help of Haly. It wasn't much, but they built an unbreakable bond.

Then, the Graysons were killed when they were nine. Dick vanished from the face of the earth for a few months. They lost communication until Dick appeared in Danny's life again one year. It couldn't have come at a better time because Danny, who was used to Dick not responding without months-long gaps in between, was getting angsty that he hadn't heard from his brother.

Apparently, he was taken in by a billionaire who felt a kinship with him, as someone who also watched their parents die. Dick begs Danny to keep their connection a secret for a bit longer because if Bruce knew he had family, he would ship him off to the Fentons, and Dick would never bring their parent's killer to justice.

Danny didn't have the heart to tell him that he couldn't care less about Mary and John Grayson. He didn't even care that they were dead past the pain it caused his brother. After all, to Danny, they chose a career over him.

But he kept their connection a secret anyway. Despite what Dick believed, Danny knew that Bruce Wayne actually saw him as a son and that Dick slowly, over the years, thought of him as a father. Dick would later tell him that Bruce was Batman and he was Robin.

Both knew that Gotham needed the dynamic duo, so they kept their mouths shut. Danny later realized how important that was when he was turned into Phantom. He too had a city that needed protection.

One day Dick came to him with a proposal.

"We look exactly alike. Down to the mole on our left butt cheeks! No one would know if we switch places." Dick told him excitablely.

"I don't know Dick. I'm not exactly the best actor in the world." Danny started a little hesitant, but he eventually agreed because Dick worded it as a favor he needed desperately.

Danny would do anything for his twin. So he jumps on a plane and flies to Gotham, slipping into Dick's life quickly. He was trained to know people's names, faces, and even his school schedule, which were a part of Dick's life. There were only two things he wasn't prepared for.

Robin's training and the fact that the twins had very different personalities.

On Danny's first night out as Robin, he fell back on his powers to fight crime. He was lucky that Bruce had left Dick on his own for a month now, after years of arguing, and wasn't present to see Robin blast criminals with green rays. He was smart enough to stick to the shadows when people clearly out of his league were up to something- plus, fighting the bigger threats would expose his identity.

When they met up on a roof, Bruce turned to him with a commanding aura that had Danny standing up straighter.

"Robin, report," Bruce, in his Batman outfit, bit out.

After years of giving his parents oral lab reports, he quickly rattled off, "There were four mugging by the east docks, two break-ins at Old Gotham, and a suspected sighting of Joker at-"

Batman slaps him across the face, cutting Danny off. He gasps, clutching his face. "Ow! What the hell!?"

"You were being hysterical. Not once did you crack a joke or insult me. I think the Joker slipped you something." Bruce tells him seriously, tapping his communicator to let Agent A know they needed medical aid as soon as they arrived at the cave.

"What?" Danny demands

"Oh no. You didn't throw a flying kick at my crutch for that. It's worse than I thought. I'm going to have to sedate you." Danny doesn't have time to dodge or go intangible before Bruce leaps at him with a needle.

The following day, he was informed he would not be out on the field until whatever was in his system was cleaned out. The tests picked up his ectoplasm- but Bruce wasn't aware of what it was. Danny is ecstatic about it, getting comfortable in the house of old money and enjoying the world's finest had to offer.

Bruce was unsure why "Dick" was okay with not going out in the field when his angry determination to fight was the whole reason he became Robin. He also took him to a gala, and when he was telling him that the Robinsons had an enormous chandelier and "Dick" was not allowed to swing on it.

"Why would I want to do that?" Danny scoffs, missing the way Bruce's face paled. He was more worried about how obviously popular Dick was and all the people that were tripping over themselves to speak to him.

It was a nightmare.

In school, Dick was in all the advanced classes. Danny was a little worried until he realized without ghosts to fight and people not bullying him every second of the day (Dick was one of the popular kids!), he actually did really well. He enjoyed learning.

Gotham Academy was challenging and engaging in a way Casper High never was. He would go straight home after class, check in with Alfred or Bruce, and then just relax in one of the Wayne pools or in the video game rooms- they had the latest games and systems!

Bruce looked like he was having an aneurysm whenever Danny politely asked him about his day and thanked him for everything he did.

Thankfully, the two switched back after a week-long stay at Wayne Manor. Danny didn't think he could keep tricking Bruce or Alfred without getting caught.

"Did you enjoy your time with Bruce?" Dick asks him after they switch clothes.

"It was.....something. Your foster dad is weird." He tells him.

"Yeah? Well your dad is way too sentetive. He told me he loves me before bed and every morning at breakfast." Dick scoffs. "I still think he was on drugs."

Danny sighs "Well, at least it's over. I miss Sam and Tucker, though I am not looking forward to seeing Dash again."

"Oh, about that. You're suspended from school." Dick tells him casually. "You hit Dash Baxter with a chair after he and his little group surrounded you to shove you in a locker. Thankfully, the ugly one, Paulina, was recording everything because they liked to laugh at the videos, and you broke her hand when you stole her phone. After getting proof of self-defense, plus several other victims coming forward with the videos, the suspension is all you have. Dash is expelled."

Danny gapes at him as Dick winks. "Thanks for doing me a favor of providing the perfect window to protect my twin. Love you! Bye!"

Dick hops onto the plane before Danny can find any words. When he shows up to school, everyone jumps out of his way, eyeing him like he is one second away from telling Sam and Tucker not to come to school tomorrow.

He forgot that Dick has some.....unresolved anger issues. Every day, he is thankful the Graysons gave him away to a family that may be ghost-obsessed, but at least they knew how to process emotions.

Miles away, Bruce watches Robin launch himself with a scream of rage at a mugger and wonders if his son has developed split-personality disorder.

Years later, he tells everyone that Dick has a second personality called Danny, who occasionally slips in once and while. Everyone treats Danny as his own person, including Justice Leauge and his siblings.

Both twins forgot to come clean about each other even after they turned eighteen. They thought the Waynes figured it out because the Fentons did when Dick switched again a few months after Dash got expelled.

It was the fact Dick laughed when his meal came to life, thinking it hilarious. Jack and Maddie were more than happy to have a second son, incredibly one open to ghost research. He did argue a lot about ghost rights, but it was better than Jazz and Danny, who wanted nothing to do with it.

[zhelin-thames]

read this first Masterpost

Group Chat: SupportGroup4Boyfriends (Tucker, Bernard) Tucker: So… how often do you get the "Are you cheating on me?" talk because your boyfriend's twin walked in? Bernard: Weekly. Bi-weekly if I'm lucky. Tucker: Bro. Bernard: Bro. Tucker: We need a support group. Bernard: Already made one. You're Co-President. Tucker: Finally, my suffering is seen.

Wayne Manor – 3 Days Later Danny: So this is the Batcave, huh? Neat. Little sterile. Bruce: Danny, have you ever considered being legally adopted? Danny: narrowing eyes Danny: You have fruitloop energy. Bruce: …Excuse me? Danny: pulls Fenton-Creepstick™ from hammerspace BACK, LAB RAT. Tim: Oh no he brought the stick. Dick: Wait, why does he have a stick— Jason: Wait wait wait, which twin is this again? Danny: Rude. Tim: It’s me. Jason: Yeah okay sure, that clears it right up. Dick: Nope. We’re fixing this. pulls out label tape [Dick slaps “TIM” on Tim’s forehead, “DANNY” on Danny’s] Danny: …I’m not wearing this. Tim: This only makes it worse. Jason: I’m gonna keep calling both of you Danothy until I die.

Later in the Manor Damian: glances up from book That one is Tim. Alfred: And the other, Mr. Fenton. Everyone Else: HOW—!? Damian: One smells faintly of ectoplasm and 3-in-1 shampoo. The other is Tim. Alfred: They also have entirely different auras. Jason: I hate that this makes sense. Dick: I feel betrayed.

Text Chat: ChaosTwins (Danny, Tim) Danny: Operation “Switcharoo” is a go. Tim: Already wearing your hoodie. Tucker just kissed me and told me he loved my new hair. Danny: Bernard just said "babe" in front of Bruce and I almost exploded from the secondhand awkward. Tim: Glorious. Danny: Ready to swap back before someone tries to adopt me again. Tim: Only if you do it while wielding the Creepstick. Danny: Obviously.

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[ruhrohherewego]

I always find the Robin!Dick vs Robin!Jason misconceptions funny bc it really does feel like we did a switcharoo with their personalities. Dick if anything is the impulsive, rebellious, wild one while Jason is like “wowza!! this’ll be great for my history report :D!”

[sseomtada]

being [ruben dias]

a stunning revelation only drives you and ruben closer.

warnings: 18+ | wc: 6212 | 7/8

You shook off your surprise after a beat to give her a hug.

“I had to come and see you at some point.” She squeezed your shoulders. “You haven’t been back in months.”

It was difficult to not feel a bit guilty. Prior to moving to Manchester and because your office wasn’t even half an hour away from your home, you’d frequently go back to visit her. Even though things had been going pretty much nonstop in your new city, you could’ve at least made a weekend trip to drop by.

“I’m sorry, I know Jason must be driving you crazy with his antics.” You tried to joke to lighten the mood.

“Maluco…he misses you too.” Her head shook.

You wheeled the bag she’d brought along with her inside and told her to make herself comfortable. The way your blood was rushing and your heartbeat was pounding felt like you were in danger of passing out.

Your only option was to let her in. What else could you do? Be vague about the situation and tell her to come back later because you had some male company over? Judging by the looks of her, she was fresh from the airport. Also important to note was that your mom definitely expected to stay with you during however long her visit was, so she didn’t have a hotel reservation lined up either.

What would you do about Ruben? Your eyes darted to your phone on the coffee table. If you could distract her for a while, maybe you could successfully sneak him out of here without her noticing. It wouldn’t be the first time you and him had to complete such a mission.

“I’ll put on some of that tea you like.” You swiped the device and took it with you to the kitchen.

Luckily, due to your inability to have dishes lingering around, the two plates and glasses you’d used for dinner had already been thrown into the dishwasher. His shoes were also tucked into the cabinet by your doorway. What other evidence of him…

You bit down on a gasp, eyes widening to turn back to your living room. Where the fuck was his shirt? It wasn’t on the sofa where your mom was sitting as far as you could see. Though it could be tangled in the blanket at the other end. You said a silent prayer that she didn’t get too chilly and worked on brewing her tea even faster to prevent that.

In the meantime, you cracked open your phone to see that Ruben had already sent you a message.

Is that your mom…?

Yes 😭

You jumped at the sound of a faint notification pin. With a deep breath, you steeled your nerves as much as possible. If anything, she’d probably assume it was your device going off and not think anything was awry.

We’re gonna have to whip out Project Switcharoo. You remember it?

Of course, I invented it.

Despite the absolute absurdity of the situation, you managed to crack a smile. Ruben was always a respectful and upstanding person. When two teenagers were in love, though, it was hard to accept things like not having boys in your room after dark.

He came up with a plan that was like the classic method of pickpocketing - a bait and switch scenario. For tonight’s occasion, it would look something like this. While she was occupied, he would sneak his way up to your guest bathroom to clear out the bedroom. You’d then take her to your room to show her around, pulling her to the window where the doorway wasn’t visible and allowing him to swiftly make a break for it.

Don’t forget to fix the bed.

Got it. What about my shirt?

You might have to steal one of my hoodies.

The kettle whistled, starting the timer on your mission. Once the tea was fixed and he saw you cross over from the kitchen to the living room, he’d start making his way to phase one. You did up her cup just the way she liked it, took another steadying breath and made your way over.

“You usually hate taking night flights, why didn’t you come earlier?” Your hands shook slightly as you handed her the beverage.

She took a slow sip of her tea, gaze not meeting yours. The fine hairs on the back of your neck stood up. Having lived with your mom for most of your life, you could automatically tell when something was off.

From you saw her at the door and she didn’t greet you half as excitedly as she did on phone calls, you felt it. You tried to battle that notion by rationalizing that you were being extra paranoid because she’d shown up during literally the last moment you’d want her to. It was impossible to ignore now, especially given how long she was taking to answer your question.

“Is everything okay?” You could feel your throat swelling.

“That’s what I came to ask you.” She finally spoke.

Your mom sighed and rested the cup of tea onto the side table. She reached into her purse to pull out her phone. This wasn’t an impromptu drop by driven by your extended absence after all. You knew what it was - an intervention.

Her screen lit up your view as she slid the device onto your lap. There was a screenshot of an Instagram post and in it was a photo of you and Ruben. It was taken on the night of the Nike launch party. You flipped to the next image in her folder. Someone with crazy zoom had caught you two walking towards his car at City’s training grounds.

There were no words. Your mind first went to the conversation Ruben and you had earlier about how much media attention he got, the fact that there was already news out there concerning you two. It was unnerving to actually be staring at the proof of that.

Then came the guilt. The last thing you wanted was for her to find out through the grapevine that you were back together with him. Whether she’d come across it by chance, was sent the post or actively went looking for it didn’t matter. You should’ve been the one to break the news.

And lastly, fear. Her flying out here as soon as she found out meant that she was absolutely not pleased and potentially worried about the state of your mental health. She couldn’t be blamed for that. Any mother that saw their daughter go through what you did after the breakup would have the same reaction to seeing you with the man that put you there.

“Ruben and I are dating again.” You admitted. “We talked it over and decided to give things a chance.”

Your mom scoffed. “See, this is why I had to come. Do you hear yourself? You’re, what, dating him? After everything he put you through?”

Although you anticipated her being upset, you didn’t expect the backlash to be this severe. It honestly took you by surprise. You gave her back her phone and stood, needing some distance from the anger she was radiating.

“I don’t expect you to be happy about it. All I ask is that you trust me and my decision, and not belittle either.” Your voice was even despite everything you felt.

She spoke to you as if you were some thoughtless, naive child. God knows you didn’t just take him back without considering every outcome, especially the worse case scenario. If shit went badly between you two again, you were ready to take accountability.

“I do trust you.” Her tone was less combative. “But do I trust your decision? I can’t…you’ve never been able to think straight when it came to that boy.”

It felt like you’d been punched in the gut. You didn’t think it was unreasonable of you to ask for her not to act as if you were being trivial. The fact that she was speaking to you like you were still the same person that you were seven years ago was hurtful, and quite frankly, insulting.

“My mind is as clear as it’s ever been.” You sighed, growing resigned with this conversation.

She wasn’t though, “No, it isn’t. If you had any common sense left, you wouldn’t be caught dead with him!”

“Mom-“ Your gasp was cut short.

With the unexpected, heated exchange, you’d forgotten all about Ruben still being in the apartment. That was until he made his was out of hiding, clearly having overheard it all. Thankfully he had found your pile of oversized hoodies to cover up. You didn’t know how many more insults you could take tonight.

“I’m sorry.” Ruben made his presence known. “We - I should’ve reached out to you first.”

Your mom spun slowly to look at him. It was a searing, scrutinizing leer that even had you shivering. You’d never seen her take in anyone that way. To his credit, he didn’t cower beneath her glare. He looked like he was ready to accept whatever vitriol she had for him.

“This is exactly what I mean.” She laughed ruefully, pointing between you two.

You were about to tell her to stop when he shook his head.

“Was this your plan all along?” Her question was directed at him. “Were you lying when you promised me you’d-“

Ruben’s eyes were wide with shock and…something you couldn’t quite place. It appeared to be worry, but not for himself. The way she stopped short of her barrage didn’t sit well with you either.

You watched as they seemed to have some nonverbal exchange. At that point, it became obvious that something had happened between them. Something you didn’t know about. Did she confront him after the break up? What promise was she talking about?

“What’s going on?” You asked Ruben directly.

He became a man that was visibly torn, eyes darting between yours and your mom’s. The decision of whether or not he should say anything weighed heavy on his conscience.

You turned to her instead, “Mom, what are you talking about?”

Instead of being met with all the fire you faced before, she bore a similar downcast demeanor as him. Her head hung as she placed her hands to her waist. It was a telltale sign that whatever you were about to find out wasn’t going to look good on her part.

“I’ll leave you two to talk.” Ruben made his way to leave. “When you’re ready, call me.”

Your head was spinning with how much had happened in such a short period of time. How did your night go from tickle fights, to cooking up an escape plan and now to being on the verge of hearing about a conversation kept hidden from you for nearly a decade?

She sat back down on the sofa, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do the same. Instead, you found yourself pacing back and forth while your mom quietly worked through whatever was eating away at her.

“Please just…tell me.” You couldn’t stomach the silence anymore.

Her voice was barely audible as she finally confessed, “The reason Ruben broke up with you is because I asked him to.”

september 15th 2017

Ruben

He was brimming with excitement. All of the sacrifices he’d made, every second of commitment, it was all coming into fruition. His coach told him after practice that he was going to debut for the first team during the match tomorrow.

The first person he wanted to tell was you. You’d been by his side since the literal beginning, when his dream of becoming a footballer was just that - a fantasy. Having you in his life made a journey that broke so many others more than tolerable. He trained and played with your support always at the forefront of his mind.

Ruben bounded his way up the steps to your place and stopped short. Your mom stood with her back facing him, a trail of smoke floating into the air. That was new. Or maybe it was an old habit she indulged in from time to time. When she became aware of being there, the cigarette landed under her shoe.

“I’ve been caught,” Her teeth flashed. “Don’t tell Y/N.”

“Your secret is safe with me.” His fingers zipped across his lips.

She nodded in appreciation. There was clearly something on her mind. He knew that life hadn’t been the easiest for her or you and couldn’t imagine how lonely it must’ve been sometimes. That was why he made himself available to help out as much as he could’ve, if only to lessen the burdens a bit.

“Does she ever talk about her father?” The question she asked confirmed his suspicion.

You never brought him up, in fact. Given that, he didn’t feel as if it was his place to pry. Ruben had heard through the grapevine of neighborhood gossips about his absence and how you didn’t even know who he was.

“She doesn’t.” He replied.

Your mom looked up at the sky, “That’s understandable. You see…”

Ruben found himself listening to the missing pieces that not even you knew. She told him about how they’d met when she was sixteen and that she immediately fell for him - a young, budding football star.

It wasn’t because she was getting attention from someone so coveted, but because he actually saw her the way she’d always craved to be seen. So when he moved to a new team in another country to further pursue his career, she followed along.

She left everything behind. Her family, friends and education. Her dream became seeing his come true. When it did, they were both in the happiest stage of their relationship. And then at nineteen, she found out that she was pregnant with you.

The life she wanted was all coming into place. She thought the next step would be welcoming their baby, getting married and maybe having a few more to fill up their home. What she got instead was abandonment. He didn’t want any of that, or you.

Her parents had warned her that it would happen, but she casted their concerns aside as unfair judgment on his part. They didn’t see her like he did. Moving back in with them after what had happened wasn’t possible given the way they’d left things.

“I see so much of myself in her.” Your mom smiled. “She looks at you the same way I used to look at her dad.” Ruben understood why she was telling him all of this. It was obvious that she was scared you were following the same path and would end up in the same predicament. He didn’t take any offense to her perhaps believing that he was capable of doing the same thing.

“I love her, a lot.” His cheeks rose quickly. “More than I ever knew was possible.”

When he used to think about love, he always tried to rationalize it - to make it make sense. It was only after he realized that he felt that towards you that he came to know the emotion was something that couldn’t be explained. Even saying those words didn’t feel like enough to encompass the spectrum of moments that all combined to make him experience what could only be verbally express in such a limited capacity.

“That’s good because it means you’ll do anything for her.” She nodded.

“Yeah, I would.” He breathed. See, where was the rationale behind something like that?

“I need you to break up with her. She’s too dependent on you and it’ll ruin her in the long run.”

If words could render him speechless and knock him off his feet, those were the ones that would be able to do so. He couldn’t quite believe that was what she said at first. His mind instantly went into denial mode, because surely she was joking. When he stared back at unflinching eyes, he knew that she was being dead serious.

“I…can’t do that, respectfully.” Ruben shook his head.

You might see him in a light that sometimes is admittedly pressuring, making him wonder if he could live up to be that man you painted him out to be in your mind. That didn’t worry him though. If anything, he wanted to keep trying to prove to himself, and you, that he could be.

Beside that, you were strong in your own right. He’d never met anyone who took advantage of every little opportunity they received and made the most out of them. Even in your darkest moments, he saw the determination in you to not want to quit. You inspired him.

“I’m not going to stand by and watch her destroy herself like I did. You’re the only one who can prevent that.” He saw that same persistence in the gaze he got. “The choice is yours. Will it be you or me?”

Ruben thought he understood what this conversation was about in the beginning, but he’d read it all wrong. He only now grasped that she was giving him an ultimatum of sorts. One where there was no real decision for him to make, it was a catch 22.

If he didn’t break up with you, then your mom would abandon you just like your father did to you both. He would have to live with knowing that he was the reason why you had no blood ties left in your life, a notion that was breaking him even in hypotheticals.

Since he quickly realized that he had no choice, he began to reframe it in a way that didn’t hurt as much. The only loser in this situation would be him. You’d be hurt at first, maybe devastated, but you’d have people around you to help you through it. He would just have to figure out a way to deal with his own pain, perhaps starting with taking solace in knowing that he didn’t rob you of your only family.

“Promise me you’ll do the right thing.” Your mom looked back at him as she approached the door.

She lingered there until the words begrudgingly left his lips, “I promise.”

o presente

Everything burned.

Your eyes and nose, your heart itself. Sure, you’d experienced heartbreak before but it was child’s play compared to what was wreaking havoc in your soul - betrayal. Never in a million years did you ever expect the reason behind your breakup to be your own mother.

The person sitting in front of you crying tears of her own was a foreign entity. You failed to recognize the woman that baked you cakes, taught you dance routines and held you at your lowest.

How could she do that to you? Did she think that forcing Ruben to do something so cruel was the way to express the deep love she supposedly had for you? Or was it some fucked up trauma response to the past she never dealt with?

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” Your mom sniffed. “I regret all the pain I caused because of that night.”

What you were going through now felt a thousand, a million times worse than then. There was no denial to turn to for even a second of hope. This ugly, soul crushing truth bared its jagged teeth and was ripping away your flesh.

“It shouldn’t have happened, but I can’t take it back.” She continued. “All I could’ve done was to be there for you to help you through it, praying that you came out stronger and you did.”

“Are you serious? How could you even think that was right?” You sobbed.

It was all loud and clear to you. She regretted putting you through hell, but she didn’t regret actually doing it. Despite watching you break down for weeks, she still believed that what she made him do somehow helped you. She wasn’t sorry that she did it, she was sorry that she got caught - that you finally found out the truth.

“I-“ You bit your lip to suppress another snivel. “I need some space. You can stay here tonight, but I want you gone tomorrow.”

The most messed up part was that saying those words hurt you even more. Even though she was the one who put you both in this situation, you felt like the bad guy for asserting a rightful boundary. Those blissful memories you had of her hadn’t suddenly evaporated into nothing.

You took your phone and keys, and left her in your apartment. An aching uncertainty hung over your head. You were unsure how long you’d need before you could even look at her again without feeling such overwhelming disappointment.

Aki’s blanket slipped from her head as soon as she took in the state of you stood in her doorway. It had to be deja vu all over for her again, how many times have you done this? Why was life continuously throwing blow after blow at your gut?

“Do you have any whiskey?” Your inquiry sprang her into action.

She shuffled over to the kitchen and brought out one of her biggest bottles along with two glasses. You didn’t have the stomach anymore for straight liquor, but you’d needed it to calm the raging sea of emotions.

Her eyes were wiped clean of any traces of slumber once she joined you on the sofa. You immediately poured two fingers and threw it back. And then doubled that.

“Woah, let’s…get to the part where you tell me what brought this on before you black out.” Aki pulled the bottle towards her.

“Seven years ago, my mother made Ruben promise he’d break up with me.” You laughed humorlessly.

It was weird watching her expression go through several shifts within the span of a few seconds. That must’ve been what you looked like from the other perspective too once you found out.

She topped up and threw back her own glass before asking you to shed light on that very stupefying statement. You filled her in starting from the pretext. All about your mom’s past and what your dad did to her.

How she told Ruben all of this on the night prior to issuing him a task so abhorrent that you still were coming to grips with fathoming it. Aki appeared to be just as woeful as you were upon the discovery.

Similar to this wound being repeatedly ripped open for you, it was for her. Your mother was like a her second one. So many days and nights were filled with the three of you laughing, dancing and crying together. She spent so much time lamenting Ruben, more than you by far, for what he’d done. And just as you were now, she felt guilty for it.

“I feel like I’ve brought so much chaos into your life and I’m sorry for it all.” You sipped the alcohol slower this time.

“Don’t do that.” Aki objected. “None of this is your fault. I’m sorry that she did this to you, Y/N. God, I can’t imagine how you feel right now.”

She pulled you in. You were so sick of crying, but you couldn’t stop yourself. Tears flowed hot and fresh, especially when you felt her own sobs racking through her body. You patted her back, lips trembling as you fought the urge to apologize again.

There was nothing to say. You were all victims of one person’s action born of insecurity. It fucking sucked, but there wasn’t much either of you could do about it now. All that was left was for you to be there for one another, to work through the pile of shit you’d been handed until you could see the ground again.

When you woke up the following day, you found that your request had been met. Your apartment was free and clear as you learned via text. Boarding my flight back. Again, I’m sorry Y/N.

You weren’t in the mood to unpack all of that again right now. The first thing you did was change into some workout clothes to head to the gym for a run. While the activity didn’t entirely clear your mind, your focus did find itself pulled more in the direction of your burning muscles than your stormy mind.

After you showered, you threw a bagel in the toaster and hopped into the shower. You forced yourself to munch on that in between massive gulps of water. The whiskey was fighting back and paired with the emotional exhaustion you felt, it was best to take the day off.

Aki and Cindy told you not to worry about work, they’d hold down the fort. You were more grateful towards them now than you’d ever been. Just don’t drink the last of my favorite coffee pods, you warned in the group chat.

You reclined onto your sofa and put on a random mix of recommended YouTube videos. No media would provide the distraction you truly needed, but it was nice to have some background noise. The cushion under your head wasn’t laying the way you wanted to, so you adjusted and felt the obstruction.

It was Ruben’s shirt. The one you had on was replaced with his before you curled up. Your mind couldn’t help but wonder what this meant now for you and him. Of course, you still wanted to be with Ruben. How did it impact him though?

He must’ve been back in that same headspace he was in when they had that exchange. Was he wondering whether or not she had issued the same choice to you after he left? Even though she didn’t and you were holding off on communicating with her for a while, you didn’t want him to think that you were giving up on a relationship with your mom because of him.

You weren’t completely shutting her out of your life, but at the current moment, you just couldn’t see how you would ever trust her again. The relationship you had with her would never be the same, and fault solely rested on her part.

You couldn’t imagine how awful this whole thing must’ve been for him. He sacrificed being with you and the way others looked at him. Even when he gave you the supposed reason he’d broken up with you, he still protected her. You wanted to be so angry at him for doing that, but it was no fairer than the order he’d received from your mom.

Ruben had never changed. He remained the person you knew that put the wellbeing of those he loved often above his own, the person who shielded them from pain - even if it meant inflicting some and becoming the one they hated. It was all so unfair to him and you refused to spend a second longer without letting him know that.

“Can I come over?” You asked after he picked up on the first ring.

“Yeah.” His voice was rough.

As soon as you crossed his threshold, you launched yourself at him and hugged him tight. He was stunned at first, but your embrace was returned with the same magnitude. You buried your face deep into his chest.

“I’m sorry.” Your tone was muted.

“Don’t apologize.” Ruben stroked your hair. “I’m the one who’s sorry. I-“

You shushed him. His response was expected, you knew that he was going to tell you not to apologize and that it wasn’t your fault but his. There was nothing he could’ve done about the situation, you didn’t blame him.

“I’m saying that because you deserve to hear it.” You looked into his eyes. “No one should have to be put through that and carry the burden of it for so long.”

Ruben didn’t fight you on that because you both know that you were right. He placed his chin on top of your head again and held you for a moment longer before he pulled you to sit down with him.

“So, you know everything?” His index finger drew circles on your knee.

You nodded, “I do.”

“Is there anything else you want to ask me?” Ruben left the door open.

A lot had actually crossed your mind while you were left reeling from the whole ordeal. Unfortunately, he didn’t have the answers to the things you needed to hear most. There was one thing though.

“What changed?” You bit your lip. “Why did you try to get me back now and not before then?”

The message he’d sent you asking if your number was still the same could’ve came a year, or two, maybe even three ago. You were curious as to what made him want to throw caution to the wind after all this time.

“I tried holding on to the promise I’d made…even when it felt like I was suffocating. It was easy, sometimes, because I justified going along with it through telling myself that I’d chosen the lesser of two evils.” Ruben expressed. “When I moved here, the distance made things somewhat bearable - knowing that there was no chance I’d run into you.”

“Until you nearly did.” A grin flashed across your face as you recalled that rainy evening.

“It all came flooding back to me then.” He smiled too. “Everything that you were to me, everything that you were supposed to be. I felt like I would go mad if I kept ignoring what you meant and still mean to me. I had to at least try.”

If this was a movie, you’d think fate was behind your reunion. Even in reality that was kind of hard to deny. What were the chances that he would see you randomly on the street, or be a part of your first project in some way? Whatever was in charge pulling the strings behind the scenes was more determined than either of you to bring you both here today.

“I’ve got to say, that was a massive gamble on your part.” You cupped his cheek.

Timing was everything. When you thought about it, had he reached out to you via message prior to you seeing him in person, you didn’t think you’d receive it well. The cards had to be played very specifically for you to end up at this moment.

“Not to me. I told you, I loved you then and I never stopped.” Ruben stroked your ear. “I love you, Y/N.”

After everything that you’d been through together, hearing him say those words impacted you on a completely different level. They’d always meant so much, but now they contained it all - the entirety of your shared history. Him choosing you from the very first day you’d met, doing the same even when it meant breaking your heart and again as he fought to get you back.

Your brows met, eyes welling as you told him, “I love you too.”

The way he kissed you struck in a whole new way as well. It was adoration unobstructed and unrestrained. His lips moving over and between yours exhibited just how free he felt with the burden of a long kept secret no longer weighing him down.

Every touch was completed with the utmost undertaking. Ruben’s hand splayed over your thighs and stomach, flattening, digging into your skin. Desperate not to miss a single inch. He removed his shirt from your frame and lied you down.

You willed your heavy eyes to stay focused on him, your fingers disappearing into his thick hair. So beautiful, he kissed your navel. So perfect, his teeth grazed your hip bone. All mine, hips lips closed around the skin of your inner thigh.

What came next left the task of keeping him in your sights impossible. Your hand pressed into the cushion, back arching as you writhed beneath his skillful mouth that claimed your cunt. He held you sturdily, one hand caressing your lower back and the other pressing down on your abdomen.

It didn’t take much for you to come undone for him. He knew every direction and angle to take with his tongue to leave you drifting away. Like the anchor he was, Ruben didn’t let you float off too far.

His body molded to yours, heat becoming your own. You always found yourself wanting him endlessly, but that compulsion was stronger than ever. Still, you forced that hunger to subside for as long as possible to indulge in all that he was.

You traced his brow with your thumb and let your finger trail down until it met his lips. The curve of them were reverently memorized to the point where you were certain that you could recreate their image in clay with uncanny accuracy.

Ruben slid a hand between your legs to make your mouth fall open with a moan. It was what he wanted, to have your tongue accessible to his. They moved in tandem that built with intensity the more you shook and whined under his digits circling your clit.

His forehead pressed to yours as he looked down the narrow gap between your bodies. You followed suit and swallowed deeply at the sight. He had you glistening, swollen with readiness while his cock twitched achingly.

When he moved to touch it, your wrist caught him. Let me, you breathed. Your fingers wrapped around his thick, firm shaft and tugged upwards. His drawn out groan floated into your mouth, a slight hiss sucking it back as you swiped your thumb over the opening in his sensitive tip.

You were losing against yourself again. Just as you could no longer force your eyes to remain open, you could no longer hold back the need to have him inside you. Your hips angled, legs spreading even wider for his body to rest flush against yours.

As soon as you’d lined him up with your entrance, his hips pressed forward. You curled one arm around his shoulder and cupped the back of his head with the next. No adjustment was necessary, you ground into him eagerly . A call that was instantly answered.

Ruben thrusted into you deep, testing his limits. When he found that there was none - your legs locking around his waist, eyes rolling back and neck baring itself to him - he withdrew until almost completely out of you and did it again. And again. And again.

Don’t stop.

You like that?

Yes, please, more…

He gave it to you just as you wished. Long, hard, unrelenting strokes that breached your cervix. Tides were moving in quickly, threatening to whisk you away for a blinding moment. You were determined to take as much as you could before they could do so.

Your legs dropped, feet digging into the sofa. You used them for momentum to bring your hips to meet his drives, cunt consuming his cock in its entirety. The point you craved to reached had finally been met - where the pleasure was so overbearing that your mind began playing tricks on you to make you believe it was a fantasy.

But you knew it was real. Even as you succumbed to the waves that dragged you under, you knew you hadn’t imagined it. The cries that ripped their way from your throat and his praises told you so. Ruben’s face buried deep into your neck and his cock twitching as it filled you let you know that you’d climbed that impossible mountain.

In the stillness that followed, you begged him to stay. Your foot ran down the back of his muscled calf and your hands massaged his back while he caged you in his strong arms. For once, there were no afterthoughts.

You didn’t catch your mind wandering off to unknowns and what ifs. A sense of peace shrouded you just like his body was. Whatever tomorrow or the distant future brought no longer filled you with worry or fear. No matter what came along, you were at ease.

All you focused on was what was going on right now. Ruben’s chest rising and falling at a steady pace that matched your own, his hips still joined to yours, the feeling of his lips forming a smile against your cheek.

That was everything you needed.

[an-actual-attack-helicopter]

Book 6, Episode 1: Startouched Analysis/Commentary

Gotta love how it opens with Ripples in the water reflecting the stars. Go read the short stories if you don't know what I'm talking about.

Aaravos hesitates before crumbling Viren which is the funniest shit to me. This hurts more though, having seen the whole season.

Gotta love how Terry basically said Viren just ran away to go die like an angsty teen.

He got a new son to orphan les goooo

I find the framing of this pretty interesting. Viren is still in the dark while Claudia is standing in the light. You'd think it'd be the other way around. Perhaps it symbolizes how he has come to terms with his dark side, and is going to face it. While he leaves Claudia who, hopefully, can still be redeemed. Because ultimately this isn't her fault, it's his. He's the dark one.

At first I thought it was cruel for Viren to leave Claudia, but I've come to a realization. Claudia is better off without him. He is the reason she's done all this, and nothing will change if she keeps having to save him. She needs to let go. I'm not sure if this was intentional on Viren's part, but he made the right choice nonetheless.

Man, what is it with this show and blindfolds? So far they have showed up in Harrow's little flashback speech, on the Celestial elves, and here. Is this anything??

I was expecting to be annoyed by the baitlings' presence in this season, but they didn't actually get in the way much. Glad the writers read the room. They were mostly just used to fill the comic relief void that soren has left.

Also, I love how Jason Simpson still managed to weasel his way into the High Council through Barius, since Viren isn't exactly, yk, in that position.

DESTROY IT? CALLUM, HAVE YOU EVEN LISTENED TO THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES?

THE TABLE, CALLUM. THE TABLE!!!! Bro really be like "it's remarkably easy to buy a Novablade in central Starscraper."

Also, the way Rayla says "pearl" sounds like "peril."

They play Aaravos's little motif-melody-thingy throughout this scene. Yk, from I See You and Follow my Lead. Glad to cross that off my bingo card.

You can't see it here but the eye-movements in this scene are great. I think the animation and lighting really shine in this season. Pun intended.

Barius doing some casual baking at like 1 AM or something. Bro got insomnia /j. I mean, who are these for? They don't have fridges so they can't save em for long. Maybe Callum got him some sorta magical fridge. Or- wait- maybe they do have, like, a primitive fridge. Was that a thing? Oh actually, maybe Callum and Rayla just go to bed early. Lmfao

And there we have it, the first Viren-Callum parallel of the season. Just like episode 1 of season 1, he barges into the King's bedroom.

Alright, so. Other than this line being hilarious, I'm thinking the frustrating switcharoo that turns the latter half of the season into a bloodbath happened here. Was pretty foolish of Callum to think the pearl would be safe with him on his way out.

Ezran is saddened by everyone's departure. I'm not sure why, but it's worth noting.

They pretty much have her say "my dad is gone" just so that using this clip as a trailer wouldn't spoil anything lmao. I've been waiting to say that since Wondercon.

And now Claudia is the one leaving, as she steps out of the purifying light of the setting sun. Everyone, please give Terry a round of applause for continuing to love her despite this.

And now for the credits:

These are similar. Opeli is from the credits of this episode, and Harrow, from the credits of one from Season 2.

We need this to be a shirt.

Ahhh so Aaravos isn't the only Startouch elf with a star on their chest. I might be a little late to noticing that. Idk.

WHY THE HELL IS TERRY THE ONLY ONE CRYING FOR SIR SPARKLEPUFF? WHAT THE FUCK?

One last thing. Is it just me or is the outro song a little different? Music people, help me. I must know.

But yeah, banger episode, banger season, banger show. Imma be doin' these for all the season 6 episodes. At this rate, they will all have more words than Fallout Equestria. /j

Alright, time to take my meds. 💀

[my-pjo-stuff]

For the Great PJO Ask Analysis Event:

You've got a topic in PJO you'd like for me to analyze?

Presentations of immortality, including the gods' offer to Percy of immortality and how that could have changed the series.

Want to share YOUR analysis of stuff with me and my followers?

Luke and Percy being two sides of the same coin is somewhat true. In the context of their backgrounds: both come from poor home life but one has a support system and the other doesn't. Adding on to that, Luke has experienced the gods' parenting, though not to it's extreme, while Percy hasn't. Their traits prevent them being paralleled - though Luke will sacrifice those he loves for the world and Percy won't - the two don't really share that much in common. Percy sees the way demigods live in Cabin 11 and does nothing: he only does something after Luke has done something which highlights that they aren't the same: Percy is not active while Luke is - arguments that Percy would overthrow the gods is moot. Furthermore, Luke is a son of Hermes - arguably forgettable compared to Percy Jackson, a son of Poseidon.

Want to hear my take or shares yours of different characters and aspects of the PJO universe?

Jason Grace: differences between Roman and Greek demigods and the potential of the character - he's considered the Roman version of Percy which strips him of his own character: setting up a constant comparison.

All the mythologies associated with strong ancient civilisations (Greek, Roman, Egyptian and Norse) are settled in the United States rather than their own countries, if possible.

Also, if possible, the way historical events such as World War Two is presented as a fight between Poseidon, Hades and Zeus's kids and how that would reframe the conflict.

Thank you so much for the ask! Let's get into it ^^ Presentations of immortality, including the gods' offer to Percy of immortality and how that could have changed the series.

>mhnm, interesting question! As I have understood it the immortality (and existence) or the gods stem from human believe in them. So I don't think that the gods are immortal in the sense that they will "never die"- but more in the sense that they will never die as long as humans still remember them. In the way that their life is tied to human knowledge of them.

And I also think that that's how other pantheons work in terms of immortality. As for when mortals become "gods" or "immortal"- I honestly assume that the gods share a bit of their "power" with them? Like, okay- let us take the example of Percy becoming a god. Obviously there aren't any myths or stories about him for the humans to remember. So instead of his life being bound to the memory of him as a person, I think Percy's life as a god would be bound to the memory of the Greek pantheon as a whole. In terms oh how the story would go with Percy being a god....I'm not sure? Like, I'm not going to lie- I'm still stuck at The Lost Hero and anything beyond that I know I have heard from fan discussion and stuff like that. But as far as I'm aware Hera did a whole switcharoo with Jason and Percy between a roman camp and Camp Halfblood to get them to get along???? I think with Percy being a god that (obviously) wouldn't have happened to him. Instead, I think Hera would have picked someone like Annabeth to serve as a leader for Camp Halfblood. Otherwise I assume it would have gone the relative same?

Luke and Percy being two sides of the same coin is somewhat true. In the context of their backgrounds (....)

Now I'm not gonna lie, I think you've done a pretty good job of analyzing that itself already. As I see it Percy is simply a Luke who wasn't failed by the system. Fact is that, despite what others may believe, Percy has a rather privileged life for a demigod. Not only is he a child of the big three, he has also immense power. He receives help from the gods relatively often compared to other demigods and Poseidon pays IMMENSE attention to him if you compare Percy to other demigods. He had a great and loving mortal parent willing to do anything for him and received special attention from Chiron. He never really had to deal with failing a quest or any major injury leaving any scars. Meanwhile on the other hand you have someone like Luke. His mother went insane when he was 9, he had to live on the streets for years before getting to camp and immediately losing his best friend. Not only was his mortal parent unavailable all his life- his godly parent Hermes wasn't really there for him either despite him claiming that Luke was his favorite. He was immediately dumped into the Hermes cabin which we know is overcrowded to the point of kids having to sleep on the floor, you can imagine that living conditions like that aren't really great compared to Percy's roomy cabin 3. Chiron never really teached or helped Luke like he did Percy, instead Luke took over extra responsibility for other campers and as an instructor. He doesn't really have any fancy powers like Percy, the one quest he had he failed and came out off with a scar. You can't assume he got any real support after that, considering how Luke talked about the time after his quest. At the end of the day, the two of them are a perfect reflection of how the system uplifts one but destroys the other. While Luke was robbed of any semblance of childhood or innocence Percy was allowed to keep his. Those failed by such a system are always a lot easier to radicalize, we can see it in irl too over and over again. Kronos contacted Luke at a time where he had already seen ass the bad things, while having been locked out from the "good" parts. He was completely isolated from the gods and Chiron and had a rightful anger and wish for justice.

He would have been an exceptionally easy target for anyone to radicalize as long as they promised him a realistic chance at justice. Kronos was just there to snatch him up.

Jason Grace: differences between Roman and Greek demigods and the potential of the character

Again I'm stuck at The Lost Hero so I might not be well equipped at handling this question. I'll come back to this when I read further ahead- tho idk when that'll happen. Sorry T-T All the mythologies associated with strong ancient civilisations (Greek, Roman, Egyptian and Norse) are settled in the United States rather than their own countries, if possible.

To be for real, I think that really was just a plot device of Rick to have everything play in the US- which personally I do not like. While I get how it is easier to write for your own country, having those pantheons settle in their original countries would have given us GREAT chances to explore more locations. It could have also served to introduce kids to other cultures and to have representation for "lesser know" countries! The issue of how they travel could have been solved pretty easily considering the existence of gods. Maybe demigods get a blessing form Hermes that allows them to travel to important locations between countries. Or we have things like those pearls from TLT where they teleport you to specific places. I just think it's a bit of a waste having them all stay in the US, especially since it also seems that most demigods are from the US. Wouldn't it have been cool to see demigods from different countries interact? Ancient Greece could have become the "common language" for those demigods to communicate in at Camp!

Also, if possible, the way historical events such as World War Two is presented as a fight between Poseidon, Hades and Zeus's kids and how that would reframe the conflict. Now I will be for real here and say I ignored that for a reason I know VERY well. Because I hate it. In real life there were multiple events and factors playing into the rise of the NSDAP (Nazi Party) and the subsequent start of WW2. Some being the economic society of Germany at the time, the result of WW1, old prejudices and many many more.

Having WW2 "just" be a conflict between the demigods of the Big Three diminishes all that, instead just boiling all these complicated reasoning down to "the gods and/or their kids fought again"

I sort of... diminishes the guilt of the german civilian population who, despite what anyone may tell you, still largely supported and voted for Hitler and his policies. Was everyone a Nazi wanting to murder everyone else? No. But they certainly applauded them. With WW2 suddenly just being a Big Three kid conflict it's almost like the german civilians didn't have any other choice but to go down that path, yk? The gods made the pact because "Big Three kids were too powerfull" That directly implies the fact that Hitler being a child of Hades had some direct effect on his success in Germany (couldn't be the war since, yk- he lost those) Not to mention that it also implies that the fight against the Third Reich for the allies isn't really a fight for freedom anymore- or at least not fully anymore, since it states pretty clearly that it was also a fight between them as children of the Big Three. I dislike it in general how Rick tends to make famous people who achieved great things be demigods, as it implies that they couldn't have done what they did if it weren't for their godly heritage.

Not only do I find this genuinely disrespectful at times, it can also set a dangerous status quo where younger kids could start to assume that such feats simply aren't.....realistic for a "normal" mortal. Which frankly said isn't true. Once Rick decided that the whole WW2 thing was just an excuse for the pact to keep the real reason hidden, I would have preferred it if it had been revealed that it all was a lie. I.E the leaders having been Big Three Kids also being a lie to keep the story up. I mean Rick didn't have the whole book planned out and didn't really refer to it after scrapping it. There would be no reason to hold onto it as canon!

Especially since it means that canonically two of your characters are blood relatives of Hitler himself which- yikes.

[princessellionora]

Learning Ancient mythology and history is 1000% more fun when you actively create conspiracy theories. Here are a few me and my friend have come up with:

• Alexander the Great was a holder of the Miraculous of the cat (like cat noir). In our history book it literally said “Alexander had miraculous powers” and that he “left destruction wherever he went”. 🐞🐈‍⬛

• Jason (known from the story The Quest for the Golden Fleece) is actually a time traveler. Wdym some guy in Antiquity was named Jason? (I have heard this is a phenomenon called the Tiffany Problem, but we ignore that.). We are certain that he is some random frat boy from the future, who got the chance to time travel. When he did so, he lost his fleece jacket (golden ofc), and tried to find it. History then escalated the story, to what we know it as today.

He went on this quest with the Argonauts - THEY ARE CALLED “JASON AND THE ARGONAUTS”. Do not tell me this is not the name of Jason’s garage band from college. He clearly brought his frat bros with him, and made such an impression on the 1300BC population that his story is known to this day.

The story we are told today starts with Jason being hidden away and raised by a centaur, and returns to his land when he is grown up - wearing only one sandal. This sandal he (allegedly) lost while helping Hera (goddess), but in reality he lost both this sandal and his fleece jacket when he landed with the Time Machine. So there has been some switcharoo - Jason is not actually the boy they sent to the Centaur, but some random guy

Further on, when Jason arrives in Iolkos and is met by Pelias (king he is destined to kill), Pelias asks “what should I do if I meet someone who is destined to kill me?” Then Jason HIMSELF SUGGESTS THAT HE CAN FIND THE GOLDEN FLEECE. He doesn’t know that he is the one who has to do it, but it suggests that he really want to find this jacket. (Probably from some fancy brand)

I might continue this rant later if anyone wants to hear more 💅🏻✨

[one-hit-boy-wonder]

So like there’s obviously Bruce and Clark. Either they could meet as children and decide to do a switcharoo for like a week that then results in them becoming friends with each other and each other’s parents and/or alfred which leads to a switch off point of either they stay friends and develop their superhero identities together OR they don't tell each other and one day in the middle of a justice league meeting they're like *spiderman pointing meme*

Alternatively you could do a no capes au where Clark and Bruce meet in college and have an intense rivalry and decide to switch so Clark is med student/heir of WE and Bruce is an intern reporter/farm boy.

And then we have the kids.

Starting with the superboys first you have Jon and Kon who switch because Jon's in his teen angst era and wants more freedom and Kon wants more attention.

Then you can also do Jon swapping with Damian. This can be while Damian’s with the League or with the Batfam but either way i think there’s a bet involved of “there’s no way you’ll be able to pass as me without anyone noticing”

You could also have Tim switching with Jason when they’re kids. Jason gets to live in comfort with the Drakes while Tim fucks around downtown. Or maybe Jason and Tim meet at a gala, realize they’re doppelgängers, and decide to pull a switcharoo for shits and giggles/when Jason needs space from Bruce. Or when Bruce is out of town Jason isn’t allowed to go out alone. Never said anything about the random kid with the camera who just so happens to pass as Robin.

Tim could also switch with Cass, maybe as a gender experiment thing or Cass trying to prove that’s she’s more than just muscle by pretending to be Red Robin to the other Bats.

Dick and Donna obviously do a switch because they’re the Wonder Twins™️ and Dick really really wants to work with Diana but we can’t exactly leave Batman without a partner, right?

Finally you can do Lois and Diana. Diana wants to try working a nine-to-five desk job and Lois smells a new scoop and is happy to pretend to be an ambassador to get it. Also, Lois Lane with a sword. Woe be upon ye.

please tell me someone has written a batfam and/or superfam prince and the pauper au. There’s like 10 interchangeable black-haired blue-eyed individuals there’s so much potential there.

[gutsybitsies]

a genie: i can bring jason back to life

dick grayson, slamming the button repeatedly: BRING. HIM. BACK!!!!!

*a wild jason grace appears*

batfam: wtf

[arcade-confetti]

It feels like hush Jason has had alot of influence on fanon jason or like. A noticeable amount.

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Master Posts Links

All the dabbles I have posted on my DC x DP account. Under a read more due to how long it is. Broken into three categories:

Multi-parts - Dabbles that have more than one part written.

One-shots- Dabbles with only one part written.

Requests- Dabbles written for the requests of readers. (Note: If a request is for a continuation of the other two categories, they will be filed in Milti-parts)

Master Post 1 Link

Master Post 2 Link

Master Post 3 Link

Completed AUs Master Post Link

NSFW (+18 ) Link

Please read the indexes to determine which master post each au is filed in.

As of 12/25/2024: The newest stuff is inside of Master Post 3.

(Updated as of 06/05/2025: Stop onOne-Shots: The Fib: Part 1)

MASTER POST 1 INDEX:

Multi-parts:

The Royal Consort,

Child Support

Phantom's Number 1 fan

Danny and The Fan Blog

Congratulations! It's Triplets!:

Ghost King Summon dare

The Dauntless Matchmaker

Demon and Angel Brat

Single Dad

Jason's Doll

Misplace Baby

One-shots:

The Assistant

The Ghost Trio's Food Trip

Legal Compensation

Love Among Fans

Lex Luther's Youngest

The Infinite Realms Hobby Store:

Obsession Runs in the Family

Farm Hand

Vague Threats

Game of Deadly Love

Retired-Rouge

The Real Blood Son

The Kid of Candles

Magic Older Brother

Keep The God Kid Busy!

Dog walker

Clockwork's Cookbook

Respawn and Relive

The Summoning Conditions of the Ghost King

Finders Keeper

What's the rule again?

The Contact, the Butler and the Sly Time Lord

Big Fish in Gotham Pond:

Immunity system:

Wrong Number:

Timeline Prevention Squad

Requests

The Masters are Aliens

Ghost Zone Read

Red Hood's Snow

Jason Sees Dead People

Ghost Dad

Wayne Manor Ghost

The Siren of Iceberg Lounge

The Orginal

The Ghost King's Fibs

Red ParentHood

Woo thy Butler, My Lord

Double Vision

Dealeyed Soulmates

Rescue Mission

Danny's Online Persona

Practice makes perfect

MASTER POST 2 INDEX:

Multi-Parts

Cass the Halfa

Danny's Grill

The Audit

Why Ten?

Cluster of Cores

Demon Head Slightly to the left

Danny Fenton's Ex

New Management

Billy's Parents

Phone a friend

Super Robin

Cassandra's Curse in Gotham

Marriage Trap the Office Supplier!

It's all Fun and Games Kids!

The cinnamon roll's son

One hell of a good Bellhop

Lights and Camera

One-Shots

Red Yummy

Professional Protector of Love

The Backroads

In 30 Minutes or less

Corporate Rivals

Rude Kryptonian

Ecto-Specialist

Side Hustle

Copyright

Love at first (club) meeting

Catnip for heroes

Old Friends

Danny the Nanny

Lights and Camera

Hot Wings

The ones who got away

Vanishing Bookstore

Petal to the metal

Lover Boy

PenPal

Fishbowl Bones

Unwanted House Guest

The Roommate

Missing Half

Danny's Did you Know?

Yeti's orders.

Who's Child is this?

Requests

Batman with a gun's lover

IRS's boogie man

Dear Elder Brother's mistakes

The Undead Florist

Pit's Merman

Dullahan is my roomate

Nightowl Appartement

The one with Sunset Hair

The lost In-Laws

The Lady and The Dad

Big Brother does not approve

Gotham's star and Shadow

Pride in Gotham

Revenant Prompt

The King and his Not-Knight

Contestant Number 3

The Lost son of the Bat

AroAce Danny

Extended Family

Master Post 3 Index

Mult-parts

Passion for Fashion

Alley Boyfriends

Mr. Flavor

Freelance Inventor

The Summoned Demon

One-shots

You ARE the father

The Good Luck Charm

To be Human Again

Travel Buddy

Shift

A little bit of Home

New Money

Beyond the Grave

Lex Luthor's annoyance

Die with a smile

Cold Case

Online Siren

The End and the Beginning

Damian's (not) real friend

Family Bonding

Gotham Gossip

The old Switcharoo

A Pen Pal's Duty

Gamer Boy

Rent-A-Scandal

Silver Tongue Snake

Pin-Man and the Merry Metal Makers

Burst Your Bubble

The Contingency Plan

What's Your Poison?

The cousin

Tax Bracket

Not my Business

The Fib

Request

Access Granted

Skulker's Past

Surviving Babysitting

The Twins

Echo's Dad

The Artifact Repair Man

Flip of A coin

New Neighbors

Over and Over again

The West Wing

Never the Bride

The Masters Boy

Starstruck

My Lost little song

The Hostage Prince

John's Mask

COMPLETED AUS MASTER POST INDEX

The Bakery is a Front!....right?

Cave Boy

The Adoptive Son

Alfred's Boy

[stealingyourbones]

Please accept these fish bones I... acquired...

What if Danny's portal accident happened at the same time Jason was put into the Lazarus pit, enter Ghost Zone shenanigans, and Jason is the one to come out of the portal while Danny comes out of the pit. A switched at resurrection au if you will

A good ol switcharoo? I might’ve done something akin to this in one of my prompts but I’m currently on mobile so it’d take a tad more effort than it’s worth to find it. Something with Jason just appearin out of the ghost portal.

I like this a LOT!

Danny gasps for air trying desperately to get out of the Lazarus Water. He’s confused, in pain, and screaming in pure agony.

Jason though… you gotta understand. In the comics, (or ones I’ve read for that matter) the pit makes you insane. The cost of life is making your mental state degrade. Jason appears out of the portal and is NOT doing well

[bellaellathemillionth]

EPISODE 1 OF ME FLIPPING OUT OVER HOW EVERY SINGLE GODDAMN PJO/HOO SHIP W O R K S

LIKKKKKKKKE COME ON. EVERY SINGLE FUCKING ONE WORKS ITS SO UNFAIR WHY CANT REAL LIFE DATIING BE LIKE THAT LIKE SERIOUSLY EVERY SINGLE FUCKING ONE WORKS AND LIKE AT THSI POINT I HAVE JUST GIVEN UP ON CHOOSING BETWEEN SHIPS AND EVERYTHING LIKE FORGET IT I SHIP AND LOVE AND LOVE I MENA LOOOOVE EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE LIKE ALL OF THEM ARE SO CUTE AND THE VERY VERY VAST MAJORITY OF SHIPS MAKE SO MUCH SENSE LIKE ALL OF THEM JUST LIKE WORK ITS LIKE THAT TIME IN GREYS WHERE SOMEONE SAID THAT THEY WERE ALL RELATED BY SEX AND LIKE UM HELLO TRUE THAT HERE TOO LMFAO EVEN WHEN YOU DONT CONSIDER THE WHOLE GREEK INCEST. ANYWAYS

N E WAYZ CONTINUING ON TO THE POINT

MY CURRENT PREDICKIACNMENT IS CHOOSING A MAIN LOVESQUARE AND YES YES IM SURE THERES A THOUSAND MORE LOVESQUAEWA IN THIS UNIVERSE THAT ARE EQUALLY AS GOOD BUT IM TOO LAZY TO RESEARCH SO SHUT YOUR TRAP (AAAAIISIIGGGNT! LIE DETECTED! I AM TOO LAZY TO CARE LMFAO ANYWAYS BYE) SO RIGHT NOW IM STUCK BETWEEN PIPER ANNABETH PERCY AND JASON AND PIPER REYNA JASON (SIDENOTE; KEEP IN MIND I SHIP ALL OF THE SHIPS LMFAO) BECAUSE ON ONE HAND THE FIRST SQUARE HAS TWO COUPLE WHO LMFAO ALL DO A FUCKIN YK SWITCHAROO WHICH I FIND AMAZING CUTE AND INSANELY HILARIOUS (cant tell if its hilarious or if im delirious lol) BUT THEN ON THE EQUALY AMAZING OTHER HAND THERES LEO JASON PIPER REYNA WHICH I AM WAY TOO TIRED TO EXPLAIN RIGHT NOW ALSO IM BORED SO YEAH WOW SUCH HARD PROBLEMS WOO! (im going insane guyz lol) HA SIKE I JSUT WROTE THE TAGS BUT NOW I WANNA CONTINE ON SO LIKE LEO JASON PIPER REYNA IS BASICALLY FUCKING JASONS EX BEING IN LOVE WITH HIS GF AND HIM BEING IN LOVE WITH HIS GFS BEST FRIEND AND THEN PIPER BEING IN LOVE W HIS EX AND HIS BEST FRIEND LMFAOSO I LOVE THIS OK bye

LOVE YOU

OH ON SECOND THOUGHT, WHY NOT JUST HAVE A LOVE OCTOGON?

[sqoiler]

things to make the heroes of olympus series better:

piper has memories of being in love with jason but quickly gets uncomfortable when she realizes they’re fake

jason and leo fall in love organically throughout the events of the lost hero

piper and reyna epic greek/roman forbidden romance complete with sending secret letters and iris messages and their relationship is the slow build stretched across the whole series a la percabeth in pjo

instead of being about the giants and gaia it’s about the building tension between the greeks and romans and they wanna go to war while the seven have to prevent that which is why there was the jason/percy switcharoo

frank sees tiny 13 year old hazel and decides to be her big brother. he basically adopts her as his younger sister and then nico shows up and frank’s like GREAT HERE’S ANOTHER BROTHER FOR ME

grover is there