#my plotbunny

[tallochar]

Just got struck by the mental image of Tim coming across someone (civilian) that has gotten hurt and Tim triaging at a glance (with the experience accrued in both No Man's Land and, especially, Our Worlds at War) that there won't be enough time to get the person to Leslie's clinic or the nearest hospital.

And then promptly knocking on the nearest window and offering a small wad of cash and the promise of replenishing what he takes, haggling for a moment or two (okay, fine he'll throw large spectrum antibiotics on top of the replenishment as well) and being handed a medical kit that has more stuff than Tim can carry in his utility belt and then getting to work on stabilizing the person until the ambulance can get there.

Because Tim knows so much about field medicine, especially after the absolute horror show that must have been being a medical auxiliary (along with the rest of YJ) during Our Worlds At War, and all of the Gothamites who went through NML would have fully stocked kits and supplies in their homes, now that they are available again and they can afford (or steal or barter for) them, even if it's just as a trauma response.

[fazedlight]

Confusion (Late S6 vibes. I found a use for William… I’m sorry?)

The Catco elevators opened to a chaotic scene as Lena stepped out. Despite being afterhours - it had just passed 6pm - employees were shuffling around everywhere, with frequent murmurs and occasional shouts flying by.

“Looking for Kara?” Nia said, passing by Lena while holding a large stack of papers on the brink of falling. Lena opened her mouth to speak, but Nia didn’t wait for an answer. “She’ll be back in a few minutes, I think she’s meeting with Andrea.”

Lena nodded as Nia quickly disappeared into the backrooms. Guess this is normal when they crash the issue, Lena thought, making her way to Kara’s desk and setting down the mocha and pastries she had brought from Noonan’s. She had been lucky to get there just before closing, after Kara’s text that they’d have to skip movie night in favor of a late night at work.

“Lena,” came a deep voice behind her, “What are you doing here?”

Lena turned, nodding to William as he approached. “Just bringing Kara some stuff,” she said, gesturing to Kara’s desk. “Late night for you too?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Hopefully the last, before I move back to London.”

“You’re moving?”

“Looking forward to going home,” William said. “I’ll be leaving in a few weeks. Just enough time to hand off my responsibilities at Catco.”

“Going back to The Times?” Lena asked.

William nodded. His eyes drifted to the coffee and sweets, and Lena noticed a tinge of confusion. “I best get going,” he said, not remarking on what he was thinking. “The senator’s fraud case means I have an article to rewrite.”

“Good luck,” Lena said, as he waved and left. Lena turned back, finding Kara as she rounded the corner with Andrea. Kara met Lena’s eyes, and the blonde smiled wide.

---

“You smell like smoke,” Lena said, brushing ash off of Kara’s shoulder, eyeing the charcoal hues that tinged her supersuit.

“A forest fire will do that,” Kara said, practically shaking like a dog to get other ash off her hair. “Luckily we got it before it spread very far.”

William glanced over curiously from where he was jotting notes. He had been working with Alex and Brainy on mapping out city hotspots when Supergirl had arrived back from her firefighting. It hadn’t taken long for Lena to make her way out of the lab and go up to the super.

“I think we gotta spray you down,” Lena teased.

“Brainy said the nanobots can handle it,” Kara said, tossing her hair back. “I just gotta deactivate at some point.”

“Yeah, you gonna get around to that soon?”

“Will you two knock it off?” Alex said, her voice aggrieved. “Some of us are trying to get work done.”

The two had the good sense to look a little bashful, and William glanced over curiously. From his side, he could hear Alex mutter “just good friends, my ass”, and he watched as Supergirl threw her head up towards Alex, flushing slightly, and seeming suddenly unable to look a confused Lena in the eye.

This is going a bit too far, William thought, eyes darting to Lena. Flirting with Kara? And Supergirl?

---

“Well, it’s been great working with you,” Supergirl said, extending her hand.

William returned the gesture, then doing similar with Alex, and J’onn, and Lena. “Please do keep in touch,” he said. “I’d love to hear from you when you’re back in London.”

“Have a safe fli-” Supergirl suddenly turned her head.

“Something going on?” Alex asked. 

“Bank robbery downtown. Might be a big one,” Supergirl said. “Safe flight, William. We’ll see you later.”

William nodded as Supergirl left, J’onn and Alex following. That left him behind with Lena, who didn’t frequent the field unless magic was afoot. Which left him a bit grateful for the chance…

“Well, William-”

“Don’t break her heart, Lena.”

Lena’s brows furrowed, utterly perplexed. “What?”

“I see you,” William said, a serious expression on his face. “The way you flirt with Supergirl. The way you flirt with Kara.”

“Kara- flirt-” Lena’s eyes widened.

“Look, they’re both clearly interested in you,” William said. “All I’m saying is be clear with your intentions. Kara doesn’t deserve a broken heart.”

“I don’t have intentions. With- with either of them,” Lena answered.

William’s face tensed with skepticism. I’ve said my piece, he decided. “It’s been great working with you, Lena.”

---

William tilted his head back against the plane’s headrest. The 5hrs from National City to Metropolis had been annoying enough. Now it’d be another 6hrs to London. I hope I can get more sleep this flight, he thought, glancing out over the Atlantic Ocean. 

He looked down at the gossip rag he had purchased in Metropolis Airport, beginning to flip through it. It was mindless garbage, hopefully boring enough to lull him to sleep. 

As he turned the pages, he was surprised to find a picture of Kara Danvers and Lena Luthor - but then again, it was only a matter of time. It’s just so fucking obvious, William thought, wondering if the tabloid suspicions would force Lena to choose.

But he was also unsettled - it was an odd location. To any casual reader, it would simply be a random picture on the street, the two perhaps on the way to get a cup of coffee. But he knew they were just feet away from the Tower. A location that, according to Alex Danvers, Kara had no awareness of.

He stared, and stared. Would Lena be so foolish to ask Kara to meet there?, he thought, knowing the Luthor was too smart to make such a casual mistake.

That’s when his already-jetlagged brain began to scan Kara again. The blonde hair. The emphatic voice. The way she fiddled with her glasses. The way Lena flirted with her, just like- 

Wait, William thought, startling awake with a shot of adrenaline. Wait, WHAT?!

---

It was early morning when Lena took her seat at a lab bench, her mind still swimming from William’s observation the day before. Have I really been that obvious?, she wondered to herself. Does Kara know? And if she does, she hasn’t said anything because… 

Lena put her face in hands. God, I hope I haven’t been making a fool of myself.

“Are you okay?” came a voice.

Lena’s head popped up, finding Kara wandering into her lab, a hint of concern highlighting the blonde’s face. “Your heartbeat is fast,” Kara said, “I just came over to - to see if something was wrong.”

“I’m fine,” Lena said, her voice a high-pitched squeak.

“Lena,” Kara said, taking a seat next to Lena, pulling her into a hug. “Lena, I’m here.”

Lena sighed, relaxing into Kara’s arms. What am I so afraid of?, she thought to herself. That Kara doesn’t feel the same way? That our friendship will change? While the first was the only likelihood Lena could really see, the second… just didn’t seem like a real possibility. 

Lena pulled back from the hug, gazing into Kara’s face. Didn’t we learn we should be honest so long ago?, she thought. Even when it’s hard? “William… said choose,” Lena said slowly, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks, “Between Kara and Supergirl.”

“Choose?” Kara said, confused.

“I’ve, er,” Lena swallowed harshly. “I’ve apparently been flirting. With both of you.”

Kara’s eyes widened. “On purpose?”

“No…”

“Oh.”

She sounds… disappointed?, Lena thought, and she knew Kara could hear her heart beginning to pound a little faster. “I- I can do it on purpose? If you want.”

And this time Lena felt a growing joy in watching Kara flush. “I’d like that. And, um,” Kara paused, shifting shyly. “Maybe after we do that for a while, I can ask you on a date?”

Lena smiled. “I’m looking forward to it.”

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This idea has been floating around in my head for a while. I did do a 9-word fic for it - but then I figured hey, may as well write out the full thing.

[ruenii]

I like fics where SJ is SY’s father just as the next person does but wouldn’t it be even better if Shen Jiu lost Shen Yuan?

Like I need to see that man absolutely distraught and crumbling to pieces when he finds his son, the warmth of his life, just, gone.

[csilla-nocturne]

Modern AU Jin Zixuan is taking taking his wife on their first post baby date night. He's planned this for about two months. He got reservations at one of the most exclusive local restaurants because he knows they make one of Jiang Yanli's favorite desserts.

The moment they step inside to wait to be taken to their table he knows this is not going to go the way he planned, because he immediately sees his brother-in-law Wei Wuxian sitting on the lap of Lan Wangji at a table completely oblivious to everyone else staring at them.

[mediocretosubpar-soup]

so postcanon, hua cheng ascends as god of true love. xie lian is delighted. hua cheng is like mehh been there done that except danxia is so genuinely happy for him that he ought to do this right. how hard can it be, the cult can't be all that big. cue hua cheng opens his new palace door and immediately is buried beneath prayer scrolls. it's a lot but hua cheng is no pushover. unfortunately, most of the the gods don't share xie lian's enthusiasm and do their best to stonewall him. sure, xie lian, mu qing and fengxin (the latter two with lots of schadenfreude) would help but hua cheng will die again before he admits, he needs help especially not from mu qing or feng xin. he could make he xuan help but just imagining that asshole's smug, judging face gives hua cheng hives. so it's prayers in heaven, prayers in ghost city, prayers at home. whereever hua cheng he is answering at least six prayers at the same time.

until one day, hua cheng is toiling away at his prayers at the xie lian's temple, while xie lian's gone out and shi qingxuan arrives. moments later, one of ling wen's gormless middle officials shows up to heave more prayers onto hua cheng. the poor sod dumps them all over the temple, it's total chaos. hua cheng is ready to tear their head off. shi qingxuan steps between them, refers by the middle official by name, assures hua cheng that they didn't mean it and they'll sort the prayers for him. the middle official tries to abscond but shi qingxuan baits them with a conversation. after they're done and the middle official has left. hua cheng tells shi qingxuan that the official is going to tell everyone who wants to hear about the miserable life of the formerly, mighty wind master. shi qingxuan is like maybe so but all of this is sorted now. then he gives hua cheng three names of middle officials and what they can be bribed with and explains ling wen's filing system. hua cheng thinks to himself that shi qingxuan really knows what they're talking about. answering prayers is much easier. he's still thinking about it when he xuan visits and he is struggling again. so apropos of nothing, he asks he xuan whether he got any plans for the former wind master and he xuan says something like i don't care what they do with their life. hua cheng kind of asks, so if some god asked him to become their official you wouldn't care? he xuan thinking that no god will do that, says no idgaf. hua cheng is like ok.

and then he asks/coerces (begs) shi qingxuan to become his middle official because shi qingxuan is really good at that.

he xuan lied, btw, he doesn't have zero feelings about that.

[captaingondolin]

codywan meetcute in a laundromat. Cody needs the giant washing machines for, say, washing a ton of tablecloths from his restaurant (please think about Cody cooking, pouring his heart into making even the simple recipes, or coming up with creative stuff. isn't that delightful? now think about Obi-Wan cooking. the horrors.)

Obi-Wan teaches at a university - crucially, he's not a professor (no professor money, no job security), and he has a fraught relationship with his family. Dooku is the rich grandpa who constantly holds the threat of disinheriting him over his head - and worse the threat of withdrawing his approval, his affection. and Obi-Wan is already on thin ice for pursuing some "liberal arts bullshit" as Grandpa puts it. so when his washing machine breaks and he has no money to fix it, he's not going to ask for help.

their schedules somehow align - Cody is there late after closing, Obi-Wan is a night owl, it's not very busy and they keep seeing each other. one day Obi-Wan is tired and drops the stack of papers he's grading, and while Cody helps him pick them up, he notices -

"Anna Kamieńska?" Cody asks, a spark of recognition in his eyes, "The poet is a great mute," he quotes wistfully, then looks sheepishly away. "Sorry, I didn't mean to pry into your business."

and Obi-Wan is in love and they can be nerds about dead Polish poets together. Obi-Wan will finally eat a warm meal and a vegetable, Cody will be forced to take a day off and not work himself to death, and they move in together and buy a new washing machine.

(also Obi-Wan finally comes out to Grandpa Dooku and tells him to get off his case. Cody was already out to his brothers, but he has to endure the mortifying ordeal of introducing Obi-Wan to Rex, who owns a gym and no brain-to-mouth filter. it still goes better than with a teenage Boba.)

[apollabarnes]

okay i have. very little desire to turn this into an actual fic but i can’t stop thinking about it so like. here we go lancing the plot bunny out? hopefully?

season one hiatus swat au.

rocker and val get divorced after she sends that letter to cortez. neither one of them contests the divorce so it’s handled quickly and then he doesn’t have to see her again. maybe mumford takes him out to dinner; not to celebrate, but just to let rocker know that knowing what he wants from his life is good and that wasn’t it. man’s been divorced four times, he gets it.

it’s at one of the swat barbecues that summer that annie sees rocker for the first time since the divorce, and he looks a little… lost. she’s about to go over and say hi, ask how he’s doing, when he looks over at her and for a second there’s —

she knows that look. it’s the look david gave her the night they made lila, all heat and desire and want rolled up. annie has to grab for the back of the nearest chair as her knees go weak.

— rocker looks away, and it’s like it never happened. it takes half an hour before annie can feel her heartbeat go back to normal.

she’s been stared at by a lot of men in her life. sometimes it makes her smile, sometimes it makes her laugh, sometimes it makes her want to take a shower to wash the slime off, sometimes it makes her wish david was the type of man who’d start a bar fight. it’s never made her feel like david was the one staring at her. annie wants to — she checks her watch. her parents are keeping the kids overnight, and most of the team will start leaving in an hour or so.

she catches david’s eye from across the pool and smiles, walking towards him. “having fun?” she asks, stealing a strawberry off his plate.

“at family night? you know it.”

she nods, looking across the yard. rocker looks away from her quickly, but he stops on david and — it’s the same look.

annie’s stomach flip flops and she wants.

“you should invite donovan over for dinner next week,” she says calmly. “he could probably use another meal he doesn’t have to cook for himself.”

“good idea, annie,” david smiles down at her, kissing her softly.

for the first time in a decade, she doesn’t close her eyes and looks at rocker instead.

rocker stares back at her, his eyes dark.

“and then maybe we take advantage of my parents having the kids and duck out of here a little early,” annie murmurs, leaning up to whisper in his ear.

she’s got an entire week to warm david up to the idea. that’s four more days than she actually needs.

[panur]

‘What a company I ended up with,’ Geralt continued, shaking his head. ‘Brothers in arms! A team of heroes! What have I done to deserve it? A poetaster with a lute. A king who abdicated to elope with the very same poetaster. A wild and lippy half-dryad, half-woman. A vampire, who’s about to notch up his fifth century. And a bloody Nilfgaardian who insists he isn’t a Nilfgaardian.’ ‘And leading the party is the Witcher, who suffers from pangs of conscience, impotence and the inability to take decisions,’ Regis finished calmly. ‘I suggest we travel incognito, to avoid arousing suspicion.’ ‘Or raising a laugh,’ Milva added. 'Also, I was a prince when I eloped.' Radovid added, quite primly. 'You're a king??' Cahir shouted, distraught.

― edited quote from Andrzej Sapkowski, Baptism of Fire

[tallochar]

I keep turning this concept in my head but I can't manage to write it satisfactorily so here I am, setting it out in the wild:

Tim Drake being alerted that Batman INC is something that is in the planning stages of it happening (maybe by Lucius, maybe by Tam, who even knows, look he was CEO for a while and someone is worried about Bruce Wayne about to go public with Batman INC and they get in touch with him) and going to Bruce and refusing to let him do this.

Because Bruce is needed in Gotham and Batman is needed in Gotham, and while Dick is doing a great job and no one will convince Tim of the contrary, that's not Dick's job. It's Bruce's.

(Who also has a son who just got his father back and if anyone knows what it would mean for a son who lost their father to get that father back when you know it's not going to happen... well lets say Tim has Opinions about this [and while he might not get along with Damian all that well yet, they are in that neutral state where Damian is like a cat observing things and studying dynamics and Tim has always been able to work with people he doesn't like or even trust much, so he's not going to punish the kid over whatever's went down between them.])

And besides, let's be real here Bruce, if you want a Batman that can go around the world and pull together teams and make them cohesive and knows what it's needed to be a successful team of young / upcoming young heroes, that's way more Dick than you yourself. Would be preferrable if he was allowed to do it as Nightwing, but the point still stands.

Just ... Tim pow-wowing with Bruce over the whole sitch and convicing him to back down. Not abandon the project, Tim knows that will not happen no matter what Tim does, but trusting it to Dick, who is way better with both younger people and people skills in general than Bruce.

(Which actually is not meant to separate Damian from Dick, Dick can come in from one assignment to the next and check on Damian and this is not the time it was when Tim was growing up, they have communications all over the globe now, Dick can phonecall and videocall Damian as many times as he wants and check on him as often as he wishes, but if Batman INC is happening, and it will happen because Bruce has decided it will, then Tim can only do damage control over this)

And possibly Bruce leveraging Tim staying in Gotham (which, joke's on Bruce, Tim was going to do that anyway, but sure he'll "concede") and possibly "asking" (ordering, let's be real here) Tim to help train Damian (which Tim isn't enthusiastic about but fine, he'll make it work as long as Bruce has his back), for multiple reasons.

A bit because Bruce sort of feels guilty that Tim was kicked out of the Robin role (Bruce HAD promised it would be Tim's until Tim decided otherwise, [which I don't think Dick knew about and even if he had, the situation still had been what it was, to be fair to Dick]) but also Bruce doesn't quite know what to do with Damian (and it wouldn't be the first time he's trusted Tim to teach young heroes / guide someone in a vigilante role) and also he both wants Tim to be there with him (he's missed him) and needs him there with himself (Tim the emotional regulation parentified wonder!).

And then shenanigans from there.

[oifaaa]

Should Robin wear pants?

Depends on which robin - Dick: no Jason Steph Tim Damian Nico: yes

[fistfuloflightning]

damn it @limitbreaker23 you KNOW what happens when you throw rairpairs at me 😠… 🤭

ngl I’ve never even considered Lan Wangji/Mianmian together (hardcore zhancheng shipper here) but I can definitely see them working really well! And their babies would be the prettiest 🥰

Morning routine for WangMian

[mai-komagata]

ode to silvergifting as a fandom

now don't get me wrong, i think of all the tolkien ships angbang is my favorite. the devotion, the years together, the progression between different phases of life, the grief, the evil potential, the defiance of god, all top notch, otp forever....

there is something special about silvergifting as a fandom bc it is sorta built in immune to criticism in a way. Because we know how fucked up it is. You can be all like "sauron hated him all along" and some silvergifter will happily add "silvergiting 🥹" as a tag because yeah. say they loved other people, silvergifting multiship. say sauron loved him then betrayed him? still silvergifting. Abusive??? of course that is why we are here, silvergifting. Celebrimbor full of arrows, on a pike? aww silvergifting!! Say Celebrimbor pitied sauron and was using him back? Still great silvergifting. It's canon that they worked together, lived in close proximity, then sauron tortured him to death. And that is the dynamic people love, the mix of closeness and deception, the competency kink, and you can never really take that away because there is an inherent fucked up ness to it that makes you immune to negativity bc it is already that way. The whump is what is attractive. The broken trust. The lies are what is attractive. Even their independence and stubbornness are what is attractive. to quote john mulaney badly: "are you gonna cancel silvergifting? I killed him!" so true, so true, thank you annatar.

And the writing, there are so many avenues to take! Love, deception, indifference, all are interesting! and you can never ruin it b/c annatar already did it for us.

Now, of course we'll fight about Celebrimbor's looks (long hair? short hair? buff? twink? black hair? Books, video games, RoP??). Then it is nuclear Armageddon. But otherwise. Loveliest fandom ever.

[csilla-nocturne]

Modern AU of popular TGCF ships preparing dinner at home.

Hualian: Super romantic. They are helping each other with little things, smiling and laughing as they taste test. A radio is playing in the background, and they dance to a favorite song while waiting for a timer to go off.

Fengqing: The kitchen is a disaster area. They are sitting in the living room eating a pizza one of the neighbors was kind enough to order for them with a little note asking them to keep it down as the kids have school in the morning. This happens so often the local pizza place calls it the Fengqing special. One large thin crust half extra pepperoni with extra cheese, half veggie lovers also with extra cheese. They can't remember how the fight started, or why there is cooked pasta everywhere as neither of them remember needing pasta for what they were planing to make.

Quanyin: The fire has been put out, and Yin Yu sits in shock as he watches the firefighter, who has to be the most patient person on the planet explain to Quan Yizhen that while yes, it is sometimes called a toasted cheese sandwich, constructing the sandwich, and shoving the whole thing in the toaster is not a safe way to make one.

Beefleaf(And Miao-er, He Xuan's Fiance. They all have two hands dammit!): Shi Wudu is coming over of dinner, and Shi Qingxuan wants to make something special! He Xuan is banned from the kitchen after eating too many of the edible ingredients. Finding they no longer have enough, because of this He Xuan is sent to buy replacements. This works out great for him because now he gets to stop at some fast food places, and buy some stuff to tide him over till dinner. Dinner time eventually arrives, and Shi Wudu is honestly disturbed by how much He Xuan is eating, but knows better to say anything lest he get yet another lecture on how his fuck up resulted in He Xuan's wrongful imprisonment, which is the cause of He Xuan current very unhealthy relationship with food in the first place.

[mediocretosubpar-soup]

trapped without escape scenario. jc and lwj. only one living person can leave. jc argues that because his sect will be fine w/o him, and jl is doing well, it should be lwj bec. wwx needs him.

and lwj has to talk him into a compromise where jc drowns him, drags him out and then revives him. bec. wwx will not be fine w/o jc alive in this world. this is asking a lot from lwj bc. jc is doubtful. lwj has to recount almost every instance of wwx longly talking about jc. this is made more terrible than it already is because at some point, jc tries to reassure him that wwx clearly is totally gone on lwj and much happier with him than he ever was in jc's company. this is uncomfortable because jc is so clearly hurt by wwx's avoidance and so earnestly happy that wwx has found happiness. lwj has had a very clear one-dimensional picture of jc in his head for over a decade and now jc is doing things that are not one-dimensional, don't fit what lwj has taken as truth for almost half his life and lwj doesn't enjoy this.

eventually, lwj is gently drowned (they put him to sleep first bec. jc insists that drowning is traumatic), dragged out of the trap and then revived via mouth to mouth resuscitation and gentle zappings of zidian. jc then proceeds to carry him out of the trap and choke the people who sprung the trap to death. lwj groggily approves of jc telling them that they were fools to try and go after wwx via them, jc even thinks of asking after the people who set this plan into motion. jc then takes lwj to an inn where jc takes care of lwj who, to his dawning horror, realizes that wwx and jc are similar in their bedside manner.

eventually, jc takes lwj back to cloud recess where wwx is already worrying and ready to fuss over him. jc, in spite of everything lwj has told him, is going to quietly leave. never saying anything! which is why lan wangji is forced to invite him in for tea. (this invitation is incredibly awkward and truly unfortunately phrased but it clearly costs lan wangji so much to extend this olive branch that jiang cheng can't refuse.) wwx has no idea what is going on but somehow jc and lwj are getting almost along?

[captaingondolin]

this but make it codywan

pro-Dom(me) Obi-Wan forgets brain-to-mouth filter after seeing a very pretty shop assistant

local pet store employee Cody Fett found dead, killed by hot customer flirting

[andthekitchensinkao3]

Okay. So. Emmrook Undercover as a Fake Couple while Mutually Pining at the Swankiest Do Ever

Y/N?