#puppet: Roy Harper

[idk-ask-me-yesterday]

can you make a roy harper x reader where roy’s a mechanic? maybe he helps fix readers car?

Lady Luck

Summary: You begrudgingly head to a mechanic shop to get your car fixed, you end up leaving with much more than a fixed car.

Puppets: Roy harper x reader

Word count: 1,103 (i got excited for my first fic)

Warnings: none! Just some fluff.

Elle yaps: thank you so much for the ask! I hope i did this justice.

Slightly proofread. No use of Y/N

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This week was not going your way.

Yes, it was only Wednesday, but still. First, you got ghosted on a date, then it started pouring rain while walking your dog, and finally, you returned to your car only to find someone had scraped it and left!

You couldn't tell whether you wanted to scream at every passerby or collapse on the ground crying. Instead, you got in your car and googled the nearest mechanic shop. There goes this month's paycheck...

Luckily, the weather seemed to be clearing up, and the shop was empty when you arrived. Maybe your bad luck streak was over. Maybe things were finally going your way again—

"Can I help you, sweetheart?"

Jumping at the sudden voice, you turn and... fuck. Of course you had to run into one of the probably five hot guys in your city while looking like you'd lived through a tsunami. Luck just isn't on your side today.

"Sweetheart?"

"Oh... yeah. Sorry... Someone uh... hit my car."

Smooth. Real smooth. Not at all awkward. The earth could open up and swallow you whole right about now, but once again, Lady Luck turns her back on you.

He laughs, one of those laughs that seems to brighten the room. Nothing like your strangling-a-chicken laugh.

"Oh yeah? Lemme take a look."

After tying your dog to a nearby pole, you turn back to your car to be smacked in the face with the most delicious set of abs you've ever seen. Truthfully, he was just changing out of his oil-stained shirt, but you preferred the smacked-in-the-face version.

He walks over to your car in a clean shirt, much to your dismay, kneeling to inspect the damage to your headlight.

"Today's your lucky day, sweetheart. They didn't get'cha very good—only some basic damage. I can fix this right up in an hour or so."

'Today is your lucky day,' you almost laughed. He leads you to the back of the shop and looks through his tools.

As he digs through the pile of wrenches and screwdrivers, you can't help but notice how his muscles flex with each movement. Your dog whines from outside, probably sensing your internal struggle between wanting to stare and knowing you absolutely shouldn't.

"Found it!" he exclaims, holding up some tool you couldn't name if your life depended on it. "Now, let's get that car of yours fixed up."

You watch as he gets to work, his movements precise and practiced. The sound of metal on metal fills the air, punctuated by occasional muttering under his breath. Your dog has settled down, apparently having given up on judging your obvious ogling of the attractive mechanic.

"I'm Roy, by the way..." he says, wiping his hands on a nearby rag and flashing you another one of those heart-stopping smiles. "Been wondering what your name is since you walked in. Can't keep calling you sweetheart all afternoon—unless, of course, that's what you'd prefer. Your choice."

You feel a deep blush spreading from your neck to your cheeks as you attempt to introduce yourself, your tongue suddenly feeling three sizes too big for your mouth. Despite your best efforts, you still manage to stumble over the syllables of your own name like you've never said it before in your life. His grin widens at your flustered state, and when he repeats your name back to you, he does it slowly, deliberately, like he's savoring each letter, testing how the sound of it feels on his tongue. The way he says it makes it sound like poetry instead of just another name.

You shift your weight from one foot to the other, trying to find something intelligent to say. But before you can cobble together a coherent response, he's already back at work on your car, humming softly under his breath. The sound mingles with the metallic clinks and your dog's occasional whimpers, creating an oddly soothing symphony in the otherwise quiet shop.

Time seems to slow as you watch him work, each movement deliberate and graceful despite the grease and grime. You find yourself wondering if his hands are as skilled at other things as they are at fixing cars. The thought makes your cheeks burn even hotter, and you quickly look away, pretending to be fascinated by a poster of car parts on the far wall.

The minutes crawl by like honey dripping from a spoon, each second marked by the rhythmic sounds of Roy's work. Finally, after what feels like both an eternity and not nearly long enough, he straightens up with a satisfied grunt that sends an unexpected shiver down your spine. "All done, sweetheart. Good as new," he announces with that same easy confidence that's been making your knees weak all afternoon.

He reaches for the nearby rag, methodically wiping his hands clean of grease and grime. The motion leaves dark, artistic smudges across the already well-stained fabric, but you're far too distracted by the way his forearms flex and ripple with each deliberate movement. The simple action shouldn't be nearly as mesmerizing as it is, and yet you find yourself transfixed by the play of muscles beneath his sun-kissed skin.

Your dog barks suddenly, startling you out of your daze, and you realize with embarrassment that you've been staring. Roy doesn't seem to mind though - if anything, his smile has grown wider, more knowing. He pulls a business card from his back pocket and scribbles something on it before holding it out to you.

"My personal number's on the back," he says with a wink that makes your heart skip several beats, your pulse racing like a finely-tuned engine. He taps the card with one grease-stained finger, leaving a tiny smudge on the corner that somehow makes it feel more personal. "In case you need any more... mechanical assistance."

The way he emphasizes those last two words, letting them roll off his tongue with deliberate slowness, leaves little doubt that car repairs aren't the only kind of assistance he's offering. His eyes meet yours with an intensity that makes the already warm garage feel positively sweltering, and you find yourself wondering if he can hear how loudly your heart is hammering against your ribs.

With trembling fingers, you take the card, trying desperately to act casual even as electricity shoots through your body when your fingers brush against his. Your dog gives another impatient bark, reminding you that you've been here far longer than planned. Before you can overthink it, you tuck the card safely in your pocket, already knowing you'll be calling that number sooner rather than later.

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[dreammeiser]

The Ko-Fi and its memberships are live :o)

If you'd like to support DAWM and its team, please take a look at our Ko-Fi, all support and shares are greatly appreciated! 💖🌈

Right now we are prepping to gather materials for our puppets :oD

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Round 2, Match 62: Bruno Bucciarati vs. Oliver Queen

Submitted kids:

Bruno Bucciarati: Giorno Giovanna, Pannacotta Fugo, Narancia Ghirga, Guido Mista, Trish Una

Oliver Queen: Roy Harper, Mia Dearden, Emiko Queen (his sister but she's literally younger than his other kids so)

Propaganda under the cut!

Bruno Bucciarati:

1. “uhhhh he keeps (unofficially/headcanonly) adopting kids into the mafia, wrt one of his headcanonly adopted kids (trish) he literally spent multiple days puppeting his own corpse around because of how determined he was to save trish from her murdery biodad. he's great. best mom.”

2. “- Man was just BUILT to be a loving mother

- He’s picking kids up off the street, from jail, rescuing them from unjust prison charges, he even goes against the organisation he’s devoted his life to in order to save the daughter of his boss that’s trying to kill her

- He tells his kids to stay in school, not do drugs and takes them out to olive garden

- Has a mom haircut”

3. “HE'S THE BEST TEAM MOM!! EVERYONE ON HIS TEAM HE HAS TAKEN IN FROM DESPERATE SITUATIONS AND FED THEM SPAGHETTI!!! IT'S THE INVITATION TO THE FAMILY!! I just love Bruno so so so much, he cares so much about his team, he cares about getting them the things they need, he does his best to protect his team.”

No propaganda was submitted for Oliver Queen

[quiet-desperationn]

Roger Water's can't top 'The Wall' by David Fricke

Show relies on Pink Floyd songs, spectacle

The biggest problem with Roger Waters' recent solo tour was it literally pushed him up against The Wall. Playing his first concerts since the de facto split of Pink Floyd last year, the band's autocratic leader not only had to confront the mania surrounding the Jacksons and Bruce Springsteen tours, but he also had to compete with his fans' fond memories of the epic stage production for Floyd's 1979 art-rock opera, The Wall. Waters' debut solo album The Pros and Cons of Hitch Hiking, is based on the same fears and paranoias as The Wall - alienation, emotional oppression, sex as a game of dirty pool - and on his six-city North American tour, the bassist and lyricist spared no expense in illustrating them. The second of his three sold-out shows at the New Jersey's Brendan Byrne Arena was fun-house display of classic Floyd razzle dazzle, including swirling quadraphonic sound; a giant, heaving Falstaffian puppet; and the fiendish cartoons of Wall animator Gerald Scarfe. Dwarfed by the backdrop of Brobdingnagian bedroom complete with "working" television. guitarist Eric Clapton copiloted an all-star band of session players that featured ex-King Crimson saxman Mel Collins and Wall arranger-keyboardist Michael Kamen. The first half of the show was made up of eleven Pink Floyd songs, reaching back to 1968's droning space-blues "Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun." It was basically a collection of Waters' greatest phobias: the Nuremberg ranting of The Wall's "In the Flesh," the Orwellian dread of "Welcome to the Machine." There were some awkward new twists. Dark Side of the Moon's "Money" was stretched out with flabby jazz-rock solo break, and Waters' steely bray was not quite up to Roy Harper's original snickering vocal on the acidic music-business satire "Have a Cigar." As a stage show, the second half of the evening, which consisted entirely of music from Pros and Cons, was at least on par with The Wall. A violent fireball exploded across the three screens; ski-masked terrorists drew blood with growling chain saws in one chilling film sequence. The star of Gerald Scarfe's grotesque animation was a sinister Snoopy-like dog named Reg, who acted out Waters' lyrics traumas with psychotic exaggeration. (A souvenir poster on sale in the lobby featured Reg playing a guitar, with the suggestive caption "Reg... Or is it Rog?") But even the elaborate fantasy graphics were not enough to clear up the work's murky allegories and disguise its skeletal melodies, essentially turbulent variations on grim folkie theme. More to the point was Eric Clapton's guitar work, which recalled his incendiary performances at last year's ARMS concerts. He did his best to stay in the shadows, bashfully skirting the spotlight, but his hard, incisive solos nearly stole the show from the special-effects team. Pink Floyd, however, had the last word. Waters encored with "Brain Damage" from Dark Side of the Moon, the first Floyd record on which he turned confessional. Compared to that song's eerie majesty and enduring pop appeal, the Pros and Cons show, with its reliance on Floyd songs and spectacle, came off as a petulant echo, transparent attempt to prove that Roger Waters was Pink Floyd. He wasn't always convincing, but at least he was honest about it.

scan of David Fricke’s Rolling Stone review of Roger Waters’ first solo US shows in support of The Pros & Cons of Hitch Hiking, fall 1984

[stxleslyds]

MY THOUGHTS ON TITANS’ RED HOOD,

BEFORE WATCHING THE LAST EPISODE.

I will start by saying that I haven’t been able to watch the show, these are my thoughts after reading a very well-written and detailed review of the last episode. The review is also written by someone that enjoys the show, this is important because my thoughts don’t align with theirs.

I understand that Titans is known for being garbage, I know their writing is messed up, and I had no hope whatsoever for them to actually write a good Jason Todd/Red Hood story. I would also like to make clear that this post is in no way hate towards the actor playing Jason, this post is just my thoughts on Jason’s characterization.

What I really don’t like is these shows/movies taking the names of loved characters and making an “original character” out of them. Yes, there are different takes of the character and you can build their story differently but I do feel that what they did with Jason is beyond all that. They twisted every concept from his origin and his story, nothing really fits, but someway, somehow, they still managed to push all the wrong narratives when it comes to Robin Jason.

Two of the most horrible narratives that DC has decided to push are “Robin Jason was reckless and a troubled kid that never did what he was told” and “Jason Todd is to blame for his death”.

The show does push the one where Jason is reckless. Jason is consumed by fear, and Bruce Wayne pays attention to that but he doesn’t only do that, he also offers comfort and help, he tries to make Robin Jason go to therapy.

This is huge, they build up the perfect scenario for Jason to not become the Red Hood. But for some reason, they decided to make Jason reckless and too eager to prove that he didn’t need that kind of help. And then they didn’t help Jason’s case because they wrote their Bruce as a caring father that does not want to see his son get hurt or end up dead.

This Bruce Wayne is doing everything that comics Bruce Wayne didn’t. This Bruce cares, so once more, one would think that this Jason wouldn’t become the Red Hood. But, surprise! Jason Todd doesn’t take well the news of him not being able to be Robin anymore.

Here is the thing, if you were Bruce in this situation, would you let this Jason continue to be Robin when he is a danger to himself? I know I wouldn’t.

Here is where Titans’ terrible writing reaches its peak. They have a vulnerable and reckless Jason try to prove that he can still be Robin by working on *something* that can take his fears away. Jason Todd wants to make a drug, let that one sink in.

Jason Todd wants to make something that is basically a drug. Did Titans really erase the fact that Jason’s mother overdosed? Because that’s one of the most important things in Jason’s life and that built up his hate for drugs and what they do to people. His mother was in an abusive relationship and that led her to do drugs and later led her to her own death.

This might not sound too important to other people but to me, it’s something that has always been important to Jason’s character before and after his death.

Going back to the actual show, Jason goes to Scarecrow, willingly, and asks him to make him a drug that will make him don’t feel fear. I know that this Jason is vulnerable and that he probably thinks that therapy isn’t working for him, but why on earth would Jason think that making Scarecrow make a drug for him would be a good idea?

How does that make sense? The show is basically telling us that Jason had a support system and that he was going to therapy because Bruce wouldn’t want to lose his SON. Why does this show go far and beyond to make Jason look reckless and dumb?

This is not me comparing Comics Jason to Titans Jason anymore, this is me finding Titans’ logic unnecessarily stupid, they really went out of their way to write pure stupidity.

Why would they write Bruce as a caring father and as actively working so Jason can be in a better mental state so he won’t lose him as his son if they are also going to write Jason as an incredibly reckless man? Are we supposed to be on Bruce’s side? Because as of now, Bruce is the only one with brain cells.

There is absolutely no way to compare that to comics because in comics Bruce neglected Jason’s needs and refused to see that Jason had different morals even back then, and that neglect was key in Jason jumping onto the idea that he needed someone that he could call family and actually care for him. He wanted love and attention from a parental figure because he didn’t feel like he had one. Robin wasn’t everything that Jason was, he was also a kid with normal needs.

So, you build that completely different and actually give Jason the support that he also wanted in the show but for some reason, he is fiercely attached to Robin even though his fear comes from the fact that he almost died for being Robin. There is no logic to this Jason’s actions and that isn’t on Jason it's on the writers’ incredibly garbage writing. It is like they come up with ten different ideas and they put all of them but none of them are actually solid and well-developed concepts.

And you can’t tell me to get over it because “Titans has always had bad writing, there were two seasons of bad writing”. Listen, if you are happy to consume media that is badly written then that’s on you, Jason is one of my favorite characters, I don’t want him to be written badly just because that’s the show’s style. And there is absolutely nothing wrong with me wanting writers to actually care about the characters they are writing for, all three seasons have had different writers, is it really so far-fetched for me to want one of these people to write something that makes sense?

Jason's death was tragic in both comics and the show, and he was a victim in both of them, yes. But the show really pushes the limits of that, Jason wanted to take something to make him not fear, he looked for Scarecrow (not Dr. Jonathan Crane, Scarecrow, and he was an already established villain) to make him this drug when he couldn’t make it himself. He trusted Scarecrow (for some weird reason) and then as a test he went to fight Joker? It’s tragic because it ended with Jason dying but it's also tragic because the writing is just bad. It just is, and that is a problem for me.

From then on, we have the “big connection” to comics, the Lazarus Pit! Wow, you guys did it, yeah, everyone loves the Lazarus Pit, every time I think about Jason, I only think about that one time in which he was thrown in a Lazarus Pit to recover his mental injuries or all of his injuries after he came back from the dead.

This Jason has no training, there is no Talia, no League of Assassins, no Ducra or All-Castle, there is only Scarecrow and his new puppet, the Red Hood.

It changes everything and I don’t like it. Once again, I understand and know the concept of the multiverse, the various earths, and the Elseworlds, but that doesn’t mean that I have to like this take on Jason Todd/Red Hood along with its horrendous writing.

I don’t have to like it, just like I understand that others do like it because it is their first contact with the character or because they are fine, as fans of the character, with a new take. I am not gatekeeping Jason Todd or Red Hood; I am just saying that my being angry at this version and absolutely hating it is just as valid as liking this version of Jason.

Red Hood in Titans is just Scarecrow’s puppet, that’s how things are, and I just think that it is too big of a change from the original reasons for Jason to become Red Hood. And I will never get tired of saying this, Red Hood wasn’t only all about the Joker killing him and Batman not killing the Joker. The Red Hood was Jason’s way to make things work, to prove to Bruce that Batman wasn’t enough for Gotham. Red Hood came back to Gotham to stop bad people from introducing children to drugs and to make Gotham’s people feel safe.

He thought that Red Hood was the better version of Batman for Gotham and its people.

But I am not blind, I can see how Titans can twist it again to give us Red Hood as a protector of children and Gotham in general. I can see the “I used to do drugs and now I will fight so no other person goes through the same”, I see it and I am aware of it but it does also bring me to my other problem with Titans and DC in general: story swapping.

Story Swapping is something that DC loves to do, they thrive when they make change people’s origins for others and when they take character traits from one character to another.

And Titans’ Jason Todd is just that, he has characteristics and plot concepts from Dick Grayson and if what I just predicted happens then he will have some of Roy Harper's characteristics. And that is exactly what Lobdell did, but somehow, they managed to get different results. I cannot praise Titans for giving us a new Red Hood origin because they made his characterization with the help of other character’s origins and/or stories.

This is the first time that we see a live-action Jason Todd/Red Hood, was it really that hard to just stick to his origins as both Robin and Red Hood? There is so much to explore from Jason, there is so much between his death and him becoming Red Hood, from both before and after New 52.

Jason becoming Red Hood under the influence of Scarecrow in moths is lazy, bland and an insult to Jason’s character. They could have done things by the book and then explore things that we have never seen before in a show or movie.

Jason has had so much training outside of Gotham, why did Titans think that they could do acceptable work at bringing this amazingly complex character in a show that has nothing to do with him.

They could have had him killed in the Titans show and then wait and make a Red Hood show to actually tell a good story. What is Jason Todd doing in a show that is called Titans? Where are the Titans? They chose the most recognizable Titans’ line-up and they are not using it. They butchered Garth and Donna and for what?

DC gets away way too much with selling their stupid shows and movies by telling us that x character will appear but then when you watch the thing for that x character, they are nowhere to be seen. That’s exactly what they did with Cassandra Cain and what they are doing with Red Hood.

I don’t know how this tv show is doing, I only know that as a non-American that pays the same money for an HBO Max subscription, I don’t get to see any Titans content, not even a miserable trailer.

But I know that if non-comic readers are watching it, they will love it and if they actually were to start reading comics because of the show, then they wouldn’t find that Jason there. So, either that leads to Jason’s characterization being messed up even more within comics or it does nothing for Jason or comics.

To end this post, I just want to bring up the animated movie Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010).

That movie was widely praised and loved by critics, comic readers, and non-comic readers. It was fantastic, the story was amazing (even though it had differences with the comic, one might say that the differences improved the story), the voice acting was phenomenal, everything was done beautifully. Do you know what made it that way? The writing.

And you know who wrote the animated movie? The same person who wrote the comic the movie is based on, Judd Winick.

With that I am not saying that Titans should have had Judd write for them, what I am saying is that given the fact that they are using a pre-existing character they should chat with the Red Hood’s creator or even the writer that wrote for him for ten years after the character came back to comics.

This show obviously didn’t do that though, they preferred to write Jason Todd/Red Hood as if he were a Titans original character, but the thing is, from where I see it Titans didn’t give us an OC, they gave us an OOC.

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So, to sum it all up, I hate Titans’ version of Jason Todd/Red Hood, I think that it is not only badly written but there is also no real logic to what they are trying to do so far. I am also tired of their bad and lazy writing in general. And I would have liked the Titans’ writers to actually respect the Red Hood lore because if they had I would have actually been excited about a Red Hood spin-off show.

Using the material that is available to you isn’t a crime, building from that material is the best thing that they could have done, but all they really wanted to do was use Red Hood’s name to get more money from a dying show.

It makes the show look cheap and actually not interested in giving us good stories, and no, I wasn’t expecting Captain America: The Winter Soldier levels of good writing or good changes to a very loved story/characters, I was actually expecting some Lobdell writing level and the way I see it we ended up getting something worse.

These are all my opinions. You can like, love, or dislike this version of Jason and the show as much as you want but you won’t find any form of love towards the show in this blog, at least not right now.

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MY THOUGHTS ON TITANS’ RED HOOD,

AFTER WATCHING THE LAST EPISODE.

Well, I will start this part by saying: Sorry. I am sorry that I believed that Titans’ Red Hood was bad, it is actually worse than bad.

I was so wrong on many things, that review really made me think that things weren’t that bad but I still hated what I read. Now that I have watched the episode because I wanted this post to be extra honest and to stop myself from saying stupid stuff, I can also say that I hated what I watched.

This show really validates the two most horrible narratives that DC has been pushing for Jason: “he was a reckless Robin that didn’t think about his actions” and “he was to blame for his own death”

Jason Todd wasn’t a victim of Scarecrow, this Jason Todd took every single bad decision that he could, and those decisions led him to his death. No sympathy for this man.

Also, this Jason is like 19? He doesn’t look younger than that, but that’s not the point, what I am trying to point out is that this Robin is extremely underprepared, he lacks training and the mental capacity to stop acting like an edge lord every time he opens his mouth. He is annoying.

And I was wrong about Titans erasing the plotline of Jason’s mother dying of an overdose, she did die that way and this Jason spoke of her as if he hated her. What is going on? This Jason really doesn’t make me feel an ounce of sympathy for him. This attitude of “no one understands my pain” when everybody is trying to help you doesn’t make you look cool or anything of the sort, it makes you look annoying.

It is even worse because this Jason is so immature and reckless that he made his friend Molly (that is just a normal teen with no training) go after a thug with him, while he was not mentally well. He made that decision for them and put himself and her in danger. If that scene had gone any other way, then Jason could have been guilty of getting his friend injured or killed.

Jason Todd is so incredibly dumb; he is not a child but he acts like one every step of the way.

Nothing makes sense in his whole ass interaction with Bruce in front of the theatre, it’s like Jason refuses to listen to what Bruce tells him, well not that he refuses to listen it is more like a “Telefono descompuesto” I don’t know if you guys have that game but you basically have to tell something in someone’s ear and then the person repeats what they understood to the next and so on, what you said is heavily distorted by the end of the game. In this scene that is exactly what happens but it’s between two people.

When Jason accuses Bruce of not taking away Robin from Dick, Bruce says something along the lines of “I learned from my mistakes” and Jason says “so, I am a mistake now?”. Jason, use your ears, if Bruce says that he learned from his mistakes when talking about Dick, then his mistake was what he did with Dick. The writing is so bad, it's actually painful and it is even worse because the acting is bad, but I can’t blame the actors, it must really be hard to make a scene work when the writing is that bad. (Also, the unnecessary pauses, and the sounds that they play after they say something stupid, it is too funny).

Do you know what made me cringe? When they were having the chat in the theatre, in my mind all I could hear was “if you are nothing without the suit then you shouldn’t have it”, not me quoting Tony Stark in my head! I haven’t even watched that movie! But it fits perfectly for that scene.

The interaction with Scarecrow was more than dumb, if Jason was already acting like a child, now, he is basically acting like a toddler. Scarecrow saw right through him in seconds and just as fast decided that he was going to have fun with his new toy. He gave him a formula that wasn’t quite correct even though it looked like he knew exactly how to make the reverse version of his fear gas. This Jason has zero detective or survival skills but we already knew that when he made himself get captured and tortured by Deathstroke.

Anyway, all the interactions with Scarecrow were allowed to happen because this Jason can’t put two and two together. He convinces himself that everyone is out to get him, dude, Bruce is a detective and he also has eyes, Leslie didn’t tell him anything. If I were Bruce, you wouldn’t be able to be Robin anymore either.

I understand that Jason is not in a good mental place and that he wants to make his fears go away, but he had support, people around him were trying to get him help, trying to make him understand that he was hurting himself. His over-the-top anger and recklessness are unjustified when you refuse to take the help that is being offered to you.

He made terrible decisions for selfish purposes and that got him killed.

This is one of the last things I want to say, Scarecrow either didn’t need Jason at all to get out of Arkham or the writers made an oopsie because at the end of the episode he had someone helping him put Jason in the Lazarus Pit and then he was out of Arkham and he had a suit ready for Jason and everything. How did he manage all that? No idea.

The Lazarus Pit, yeah, I am sorry to be that person but the Pit can’t bring back people from the dead, it can only restore or heal physical and mental injuries (however grave they were), but Lobdell messed that one up already and Titans really didn’t have time to write a single good scene so what was I expecting?

Anyway, the last thing I wanted to say is that I know why Jason or Red Hood seems to not be affected by the drug when he sees Molly at the end of the episode, it is because the executive producer of the show is Geoff Johns! He loves making Jason fall for girls and get all mushy and dumb, do you guys remember how dumb he got when he left with Rose?

Jason being written as the kind of guy that acts like a love-sick puppy with a girl but also screams at her when he gets mad is peak Geoff Johns. So, if you were wondering where that came from, well, there it is.

Yeah, that is all I had to say, honestly if you have read this whole post then you are one strong individual, I am sorry I put you through all my thinking and rambling. You didn’t really deserve that.

I didn’t want to delete the first part of the post because I talked about so much more than the show and my thoughts before watching the episode still stand. I hope this post isn’t too confusing. As always you can think the complete opposite of me about the show or anything, I am just writing my thoughts.

Having said all that, I hope all of you, Titans’ lovers, haters, and people that simply do not care, have a wonderful week!

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My Life is One Complication After Another

Inspired by this post by @dolphin-ghost

Happy New Year everyone

Some cursing 🤬

Ao3 ~~~ Part 1 ~~~ Next

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Marinette has always been willing to give everyone a second chance. That may have been why she still had people to consider them as her friends. That is why when Lila started yet another lie about some celebrity she, Adrien, Chloe, and Juleka were holding their laughter and rolled their eyes.

"Honest Alya I'm like this" Lila crossed her fingers "with Bruce's kids." Alya must not have recognized the name as the liar gave a small laugh "oh, right Bruce Wayne, he prefers to only go by Bruce."

"Oh my God, Girl you have got to give me an interview for my blog!" Alya lapped up the story.

"Of course" Lila smiled, then looked over at Marinette "Anything for my best friend."

At this point, Marinette wasn't paying attention to the liar. Instead Mari was talking in low voices with her actual best friend, Adrien. They sat on the very back bench and Juleka and Chloe on the bench in front of them.

That was their normal, it had been since their eighth year. Now two years later it was routine, her classmates shunned her only talking with her for class assignments. Otherwise they ignored her and that may just have been the best outcome.

She, Chloe, Juleka, Luka, and Adrien were in the park working on a photoshoot. Adrien was behind the camera while Juleka and Luka were modeling. Marinette and Chloe were changing for the next set. When they came out Mari noticed several reporters around the perimeter. Security had them handled and she focused on modeling her creation.

However this wasn't the last she saw of the reporters. They were always at the school questioning the students. What they were asking she didn't know as she was never questioned.

Three weeks of spotting and avoiding reporters, with them swarming the school she needed to get creative in order to transform. Lila was of course bathing in the limelight and attention.

Mari was the last person out of the school as she was getting the homework for her three friends who didn't come today. The first thing she noticed coming out of the courtyard was the purple limo. Her honorary uncle came to pick her up. As soon as the door closed said uncle was crushing her in a hug.

"It's Rock' n to see ya Nettie" Jagged spoke, the hug muffling his voice slightly.

"Same here Jagged," wiggling out of Jagged's hug she reached over to hug Penny. "so what's with the escort?"

"A close friend of ours wanted to meet you and He and his son's are waiting at our room," Penny explained.

"Okay..." she hesitated exiting the car to head inside "but why? Is this a commission or what?"

After a silent elevator ride, Penny hesitated at the door before speaking. "We are hoping you could clear something up actually," as she opened the door.

Mari stepped in and noticed them. The eldest looked to be around mid to late thirties, black hair and bluebell eyes, dressed in a dark charcoal suit.

The youngest of the boys seemed to be a couple years younger than her, shorter than her by a head, tanned skin, short black hair, and jade eyes. A scowl on his face partially hidden by the collar of a black peacoat and slacks as he sat on the arm chair.

A boy around her age with chin length black hair and azure eyes, a red hoodie under a grey bomber jacket and black pants. He looked like he hadn't slept in at least a week, and if how he was holding the travel mug in his hands it was probably true.

Next to him was another boy who looked a couple of years older, black messy hair about 5 cm at the longest and a white tuff in front, cerulean eyes, a brown leather jacket and distressed jeans. He seemed familiar but couldn't place it.

The last boy also had long black hair but seemed to be layered and shorter in the front, sky blue eyes, a blue varsity jacket and jeans. He would either be the eldest or second, he had a bright smile but kept shooting a glance at Fang.

Speaking of which once she was in the room and she saw him, he charged at her, knocking her over. Mari was giggling as Fang rolled over and she was lost to the world as she doted on the crocodile.

"Nettie" Penny finally managed to get her attention.

"Sorry," she stood "but if it wasn't done we wouldn't be able to talk. Hello I am Marinette Dupain-Cheng it is nice to meet you." again she smiled.

"Bruce Wayne" the man introduced himself, "and my sons. My youngest Damian." he gestured to the boy with green eyes. "Next is Tim" gesturing to the boy with the mug who rose it in acknowledgment. "Jason is the second oldest" the boy with the white tuff gave a lop sided smile. "And my eldest Dick" whose smile seemed to become brighter.

She smiled nodding at everyone before realization hit. A quick snap of her fingers before pulling out her phone, opened up her texts and started typing, ending with a quick picture of Jason.

I think I just met your idiot friend

She put away her phone. Not even a minute later another went off.

The ringing stopped once, twice, thrice, and on the fourth Jason, spoke up. "Sorry I should take this."

"Go ahead this can wait a moment." Mari smiled.

As soon as Jason answered the phone "What the hell are you doing in Paris!?" everyone heard the caller as Jason was holding the phone an arm length away.

"How did you know... you?!" it dawned on Jason.

"Guilty," she smiled. "I guess you're not as big of an idiot as Roy made you out to be."

"Hey!" Jason called before turning to the phone. "What the hell did you tell her Harper!" By now Roy was on speaker.

"You can't prove what I said, ya know," she could practically see Roy's smirk.

"Video's however," she was now smirking.

"What!!" Jason seemed to freeze.

"Bug! No!" Roy was sounding like he was going to start panicking.

"I think I have a few saved," she tapped her chin.

That was when Bruce cleared his throat. "As amusing as this is we have business to discuss."

"Talk to ya later Mari." Roy bid her farewell. "Oh and Jason don't underestimate her." the call ended.

"Okay so how do you know Roy?" Dick finally asked.

"Oh. It was at a charity ball hosted by Oliver Queen," she replied nonchalantly.

"Was it the same one where a baby elephant ended up at the event. Following you the whole time." Penny asked exasperated.

"I still don't get how you think we had anything to do with that." Marinette finally sat down. She ended up sitting on the ground leaning against the couch next to Jagged, Fang resting his head on her out stretched legs.

"I have so many questions,” Tim finally added to the conversation.

"Tt. can we stop beating around the bush already," Damian was irritated and it showed. "Are you or are you not my biological sister."

He seemed ready to pounce, unfortunately that was dangerous in Paris. Especially as she saw an akuma right outside the window. The question asked now forgotten as she focused on the corrupted butterfly.

"Nope, Nope. I am not dealing with an akuma today." she stood up. Took a deep breath and let her anger and frustrations to the surface. The smile fell from her face. "If you want a puppet have a marionette" Kwamii Adrien is rubbing off on me.

The butterfly changed targets and was heading towards her, finally gaining the other's attention. She vaulted over the couch and made a beeline to her backpack. By then the akuma was close so she tossed the backpack over to everyone and rolled out of the way.

"Glass jar, unscrew it" she called out.

"How pathetic running from a bug." Damian moved quickly to catch the butterfly but it moved and found something in his pocket. He was engulfed in purple and then he stood there in evergreen armor with golden accents. A red and yellow cape and a pitch black sword in his hand. Pocket knife, the sword is where the akuma is.

"Screw it" she turned and with two quick jabs his two arms went limp. A third knocked him to the ground.

She picked up the sword and went to Dick who was holding the jar. She took the jar, broke the sword, and went to catch the butterfly. As soon as she screwed the lid on the butterfly began to turn white.

She let out the breath she was holding as she compartmentalized her emotions yet again.

"What the fuck was that!" Jason screamed and so did Dick, minus the curse.

"Where and why do you have one of those," Jagged asked.

Finally Damian shouted "Why can I not move? What did you do?" he accused.

"Okay so the butterfly was an akuma used by Hawkmoth, Paris’ villain, to manipulate anyone with strong negative emotions. These champions or Akuma are used to attempt to retrieve magical jewels from our heroes. The jar was given to me and a few others in my class, because our class is a hot bed for akuma, by Ladybug, one of the heroes." she gave a short and simple run down. "As for Damian, those were a series of pressure points,” infused with magic to-take down people easily, "it should wear off in a few minutes."

"Teach me please!" Tim begged.

"I dunno." she started to chew her lip and shift her weight.

"Roy's warning now makes a lot more sense," Jason hummed.

"Tt. adequate," Damian muttered softly, Marinette is sure she is the only one who heard.

"Okay so where were we?" she smiled turning and sitting back down with Fang.

Next

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Taglist: @dolphin-ghost @unabashedbookworm @bookgirl14 @laurcad123 @mochegato @vixen-uchiha

[criminalmutantsins]

Top 10 Favorite Young Justice Characters

10. Jaime Reyes/Blue Beetle

Starting off the list is Blue Beetle. Young Justice introduced me to him, and I was hooked. He’s probably the most mellow and calming voice. His arc and relationship with Bart (friendship or not) were my favorite aspects of S2. They bounced off each other in every scene. I was very disappointed when Jaime and Bart were sidelined so much, and hope S4 changes this (particularly with Bart).

Jaime in the number 10 spot since he doesn’t really have much of a memorable personality. Still love him to bits though.

        9. Will Harper/Red Arrow

Funny enough, I did not like Will. He was an asshole in S1; S2 kind of changed my mind about him but not enough since he didn’t appear as much. What really changed my mind was the episode “Private Security” (S3 Ep.4). I started looking back into Will’s storylines and, I have to admit, his is probably one of the best character development.

The first season had him unwillingly living a lie and betraying the people he cared for. In season 2 he was so consumed into finding the original Roy for five years, not even caring or focusing about his own life. I felt really bad for Will because he was probably going through an identity crisis and thought he couldn’t live his life without finding Arsenal. Probably felt guilty.

Seeing him living his own life and being happy with his daughter was so heartwarming. I smiled every time Will appeared in the latest season (totally ignoring the Will x Artemis fiasco), especially with Lian. I’m very proud of him.

I feel bad for putting him so low, yet I adore the next characters more.

 8. Garfield Logan/Beast Boy

I have been a massive Beast Boy fan since Teen Titans so you probably can imagine how excited to see him. His origin story was unique and his brother-sister bond with M’gann was very sweet. It was pretty weird seeing how much younger Gar was than Dick, but I got used to it. I was bummed that Gar wasn’t in S2 as much; however, S3 truly made up for it. 

After watching Beast Boy being a great leader in S5 of Teen Titans, I wanted a leader-like and more mature version of him. Young Justice truly delivered with Gar being the leader of the Outsiders. It’s nice to see him treated with respect rather than as a joke because that was my biggest gripe with Teen Titans. Though it was weird seeing him not crack a joke at all.

Gar’s story with his mom was heartbreaking to see. I literally cried seeing his reaction to revisiting his trauma in S2 and S3; I just wanted to hug and tell him how awesome he is. My only complaint with Gar in S3 was that the Outsiders weren’t established until near the end of the season.

His voice actor being Greg Cipes also gives him extra points (He’s a chill guy and radiates BB energy).

 7. Dick Grayson/Nightwing/ Robin I 

Sorry to all the hardcore Nightwing fans.

I love Dick (don’t get any ideas), but he doesn’t get enough development in the spotlight. One of the things I really wanted to see from him is his growth as a main leader, and his journey to becoming Nightwing. I was really bummed when these happened between the first two seasons.

To be honest, I don’t have as much to say about him other than straightforward qualities I enjoy about him.

1.His Voice (it’s so soothing)

2.His Personality (very charismatic)

3.Very Handsome (Probably in the top 3 my most handsome YJ Men list)

I put him higher than the others since he made a lot of contribution to the story and his new words (gotta love that aster!)

6. Megan Morse/M’gann M’orzz/Miss Martian 

If I made this list during S1, M’gann would have probably been in my top 3 (maybe even No. 1), but S2 didn’t give her any brownie points.

I really liked S1 Miss Martian because of her kind heart, awkward girl next door personality. Her trouble fitting in the beginning reminded me of when I was going through a time in high school; seeing her having trouble as well helped me feel not so lonely. M’gann powers were (still are) my favorite since I am a big fan of mind-like powers. I would feel so powerful. Watching her identity crisis(?) arc was great too. I’ve had trouble feeling comfortable in my own skin as well as my social anxiety (I’m a mess) and I could understand how scared Megan was of her friends’ thoughts on her true form. 

Oh boy. Season 2 basically ruined her. Learning what she would do to enemies was terrifying to see and left me wondering what happened to Miss Martian that made her step this far. What she almost did to Superboy was almost unforgivable. You do not try to manipulate with your boyfriend’s mind when you guys have an argument! Shame on you M’gann. If Superboy hadn’t forgiven you then I wouldn’t have either.

Good thing S3 somewhat redeemed her. Her kind heart was noticeable again and she refused to do that mind trick again (thank god). Very excited for the Superboy and Miss Martian wedding! Please creators, I beg of you to not skip over it. I want to cry my eyes out in happiness!

 5. Kaldur’ahm/Aquaman/Aqualad 

Now we’re in the top 5 with Aqualad (*ahem* Aquaman) starting it off.

Creating Kaldur was the best decision the creators ever did. I love him with all my heart!

He added diversity to the original team and was a great leader. S1 was not his breakout season, though the second season definitely was.

Kladur played the villain so well that he deserves an automatic Oscar. I never doubted that he was with the heroes, but he didn’t disappoint. My favorite part about Aqualad’s performance was when he rose from the ocean slowly like a cliché villain (he made it work), and the line he said right after he “killed” Artemis; it sent me chills. Love it! 

Pretty disappointed that he didn’t appear as much in S3. Very happy that he is a part of the LGBTQ+ community and is in a happy relationship. I’m a part of the community and loved that there was finally some representation in one of my favorite shows. Even so, I have to criticize how rushed and sidelined it was. I hope Kaldur and Wyynde’s relationship gets development.

 4. Kon-El/Conner Kent/Superboy

Like Will, I did not like Superboy at first. Mainly angry and volatile characters were never really my cup of tea. I do understand why he was upset and felt bad for him; I just handle anger the direct opposite as him. My love for Conner started growing around the end of S1. He was very sweet towards Miss Martian (bless him for not caring about her appearance) and his anger was in control.

Season 2 pretty much switched my opinions on him and M’gann. It was awful what M’gann almost did to him. That scene with him being so sad that what she did ruined that special bond they had almost made me cry. I wanted to give him a hug. He grew so much too since I don’t think he would have handled the whole M’gann drama as well in S1. A lot of furniture would’ve been broken.

I gotta admit something. I almost put Conner near the bottom (maybe no. 7). A comment in a poll in Amino changed my mind. I wrote a poll asking other fans who did they prefer SB or MM. At that point I said SB, though I didn’t think much of it. Someone (specifically yjfangirl) responded “Superboy has the best development in the show.” This had me thinking about how far SB has gone. In the beginning, Conner was an angry guy who felt alone and rejected by the person who he was meant to emulate. Now he is happier and living for himself rather than to be the next Superman. He’s getting married people! A little detail I noticed when rewatching S3 was Superboy mentioning to new characters that they weren’t obligated to be a hero because of their abilities. I adored this! The main reason why Superboy was created to be Superman if the original ever died, and another one of Luthor’s puppets. But he strayed from that pressuring path and is doing his own thing. Conner doesn’t want other people to feel like he did. What an absolute pure soul.

Also, yjfangirl, first I want to say Hi (*waves*)! Then say thanks for writing that comment. It made me really think about the bigger picture with SB and my love for him as grown exponentially. You probably didn’t mean to do that, but I still want to thank you. 😊

 3.Wally West/Kid Flash

We’re in the elites now.

I don’t know how to explain it, I just love Wally. He makes me laugh, and his character growth was great. At first, Wally was this cocky flirt who didn’t take the hero work as seriously. That changed in “Cold-hearted,” one of my favorite episodes in the series. This was when I really started seeing more of Wally than being this dumb flirt. It was great seeing him actually caring about helping people since I believed for a long time that he wanted to be a superhero to just have powers rather than actually protect others. The regret in his eyes when he thought his impulsive behavior killed Perdita helped me see who he really was- this somewhat arrogant speedster who had a kind heart. Episodes that can make me change my perspective on characters are truly special.

I was very upset that he wasn’t in S2 a lot. I understand why since he gave up the life, but I was still bummed. Seeing him being so loving and protective towards Artemis was amazing. Spitfire is my favorite ship and I will not give up on them. All I want is a happy ending! The penultimate episode of S3 was a hint that it will happen. Watching the S2 finale was heartbreaking, I cried watching him disappear, his love for Artemis being the last things he said. Artemis’ reaction did not(I just wanted to hug her). 

I have more to say, though I’m leaving it for another post. 😉

 2.Bart Allen/Kid Flash II/Impulse

Picking between Bart and Wally for second place was tough. Took me a while to decide; I’ll talk about it later on.

The moment Bart made his appearance, I absolutely adored him. He is amazing and I live for his hyper, fun attitude. His arc and relationship with Jaime were my favorite aspects of S2. What can I say, their chemistry is great to see.

That scene when he was meeting the Flash family was so adorable. His excitement was infectious and spoiling his dad and aunt’s births was hilarious! I watch it occasionally whenever I need a good laugh or reason to smile.

Unlike most time travelers- at least the ones I’ve seen- Bart was very involved with what was going on and befriended his biggest enemy- evil and weirdly huge future Blue Beetle. He was pretty careful about disclosing very important information and took things very seriously. You never know if disclosing everything was the thing that brought the world to chaos.

What I found interesting was his choice on how to interact with everyone. He seemed pretty gloomy in the future, but decided to portray this cheerful, devil-may-care attitude to be more likable. I understood (still kind of do). I had terrible mental health issues and I pretended to be happy in front of loved ones because I thought they wouldn’t care about me anymore. Bart got some brownie points for that.

I was dissatisfied when his role was greatly reduced. I wanted the creators to go further with Bart by revealing his past and how it affected him. He was pretty much comedy relief. You couldn’t imagine how disappointed I was, especially with it involving my second favorite character. Season 4 better change that.

I know that you shouldn’t assume a character’s sexuality, yet I really hope Bart is gay. There needs to be more clear representation and Bart can be one of them. I’m also a Bluepulse and Bartuado shipper (fine with either one as long as Bart’s bond with each of them stays strong).

Anyway, I mentioned that I would explain why I chose Bart for 2nd place over Wally. It mostly stems from wishful thinking. I really want S4 to have Bart as a main character since I believe the future will be strong plot point in the season. Development could surely happen such as Bart opening up more about what he went through. Let all those feelings go.

I’m going to write an article on my hopes for S4 when a release date is announced. Bart and Wally will most definitely be talked about.

 …..

We are finally near the end!

And my No. 1 favorite character is…

Drumroll please!

…

..

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1.Artemis Crock/Tigress/Artemis

That’s right people!

Artemis Crock, original member of the Team and daughter of villains!

She is such an inspiration to anyone who wants to go their own past without their parents’ support.

It’s hard to describe how much I love Artemis. She’s brave, strong-willed, and a kind person. It’s crazy how great of a person she is after all the terrible things that happened to her. I look up to her because I don’t have a healthy relationship with my parents (verbal and mental abuse) and there are times I don’t feel strong enough to stand on my own. I want to carry the amount of strength Artemis has as my own.

After all that happened in S2, it was amazing to see Artemis come back to the team and train the new generation. It must have been hard to walk away from a safe, comfortable life for a chaotic, dangerous life. I admire that in everyone, but I hold more respect for Artemis since “the life” “killed” Wally. I wanted to hug her so bad.

She’s also one of the kindest people in the show, the events in S3 being the best example. When Zatanna was crying about her dad, Artemis was there to comfort her. It was so sweet! Roy and her also took in Halo and Terra like they were a part of the family; the archer treated them like the best big sister. That rainstorm scene was heartwarming to the core.

Wouldn’t Artemis be an amazing mother? Lian and her have a strong bond like a mother and daughter; I loved it, and Lian is in good hands with Roy and Artemis. Though Jade deserves a chance to be a mother. Artemis also seemed to enjoy taking care of those kids in that S1 episode. Wally too. You guys know what I’m guys insinuating. 😉

Get ready for some fanfics on that someday.

My favorite Artemis-centered episode was the second to last episode of S3. I was waiting for this episode centering around Artemis missing Wally and learning to move on. It was great yet heartbreaking. Nothing bad happened. That Will and Artemis kiss never happened. Everyone makes a mistake. No matter how terrible it was.

Anyway, seeing Artemis and Wally living their lives and having a baby gave me life, even if it was fake. It was a vision of the future. I will believe this until there is confirmation that Wally will not come back.

Did anyone else cry when Artemis was so desperate to, but Wally wouldn’t let that happen (the real Wally would do that)? They are a great example of a healthy relationship with all the love and support they have for each other. I want that.

[stories-from-the-batcave]

Cassandra Cain (Wanye) Fic Rec List

Hello again and welcome back to another rec list! This week we’ve got ten mostly gen Cass based fics and series for y’all to enjoy, as requested by an Anon.

Yes I know it’s late, blame the disparity of Cass-centric fics out there. On that note, another disclaimer that there are some fics here I haven’t read, sadly.

As always absolutely no bat*est here. Leave a rec list request in our askbox and we’ll get to it soon :) Without further ado....

Unspoken by Arsenic

7k+ | G | Complete | Gen | No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Bruce & Cass

“Instead of beginning his adoption spree with Dick, it is Cass who lands on Bruce's radar--and in his home--first.”

I’m Still Breathing by DontTouchTheSun

1k+ | T+ | Complete | Gen | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Bruce & Cass, Cass & David Cain

“"You're fourteen and there’s blood on your hands. The knife’s on the ground and the body’s in front of you and your face is stained with tears."

Cassandra Cain's life from age 3 to 21.”

Cass Appreciation Prompt series by RenaRoo

Instead of the usual description format I’m just going to say that there are 41 works in this series, multiple pairings, lots of gen relationships, several different ratings, and warnings. The only constant is the focus on Cass Cain, pay attention to the tags if you decide to read.

Cass-napped by NightOwl1600

8k+ | G | Complete | Gen | Creator Chose not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Cass & Bruce, Cass & Jason & Dick

“Cassandra Wayne usually doesn’t get kidnapped. Not like her brothers do. Mostly because she makes good decisions when it comes to her civilian life. Bruce usually doesn’t have to worry about her. But when one group of thugs gets a lucky snatch on Bruce Wayne’s only daughter, Bruce and the rest of the family find themselves scrambling to get her back. Cass, on the other hand, is scrambling to find her patience so she doesn't die of boredom.”

What Names Make of Us by Loxare

5k+ | T+ | Complete | Gen | No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Cass & Barbara, Cass & Tim, Cass & David Cain, Cass & Bruce

“Cassandra Cain, and the many names she has held.”

Didymus by Hinn_Raven 

9k+ | T+ | Complete | Gen | No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Jason & Cass, Barbara & Cass, Bruce & Cass, Jean Paul Valley & Cass

“Didymous: adjective: growing in pairs or twins.

Cassandra and Jason are born twins, raised by their father to be killers. Two heads are better than one.”

the cain conundrum by uhjpg

15K+ | N/A | Ongoing, 1/2 | N/A | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Cass & Jade Nguyen, Cass & Bruce, Jade Nguyen/Roy Harper

“Cassandra knew she had one chance to leave and so she took it. Too bad that nothing is as it seems and Cain is always one step ahead of her, playing at her strings like she's a puppet and he's the puppetmaster.

Though getting stuck with an internationally wanted assassin is a fun twist that she hadn't really seen coming.”

Family Doesn’t End in Blood by DesertLily @desert-lily

777 | G | Complete | Gen | No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Cass & Bruce, Cass & Duke, Duke & Bruce

“She had never understood what it meant to be wanted as a person and not as a weapon. That was, of course, until Cassandra found a family that would gladly help her understand.”

how lovely it is to live by Quilium

Note these last two are parts of different series. I believe they can be read on their own, but I would recommend those series as well.

4k+ | G | Complete | Gen | No Archive Warnings Apply (a suicidal thoughts tw though)

Relationships: Bruce & Cass

“Cass flips on her tummy and immediately regrets it. The kitchen counter is hard. The edge is sticking into her chest. Her ribs want mercy.

Cass resists the cat-instinct-urge to bat at Jason's bowl of batter and push it right over the edge of the kitchen counter. Because she is not a cat, she is a person. Unfortunately.

OR: Cassandra Wayne, and figuring out life.”

When we’ve fallen in the dark by KrazySuperGirl

13k | G | Complete | Gen | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Cass & Bruce, Bruce & His Children

“The man waves his hand at her, beckoning her to follow. Then he turns around and walks towards the van, the little boy in his arms. He doesn’t look back, letting Cass choose whether to follow, though he keeps half his attention on her, waiting to see what she’ll do.

The boy in his arms knows he is safe.

She follows.

(Or: Cass finds Bruce, Bruce finds Cass, and Cass gets a home.)”

[edyacouky]

New Chance

Hi, this is my participation for Day 01 of @tentatoddweek

Day 01 : Plant & Vines

I was inspired by Rogue!AU of @careamorran (go see their tumblr it’s awesome!)

Hope you will enjoy it.

                                                         ~*~

Jason won’t say he is lucky.

His dad kept going in prison, even dead there. Letting him with his mom who was too sick to take care of him. Then she dies too.

He was only eleven years old then.

He did his best to survive on the street, but it’s the Narrow and it’s gentle to no one.

Jason still doesn’t know who and why they shoot on the street this day. The only thing he knows for sure is that he takes a bullet that wasn’t for him in the stomach.

He crawls far away as he could from the other bullet flying all around the street.

He finally arrived on a warehouse. Curiously, the place was covered by flower and wine everywhere.

Exhausted, Jason let himself lie on the floor.

He would have preferred died surrounded by books. But after living in the dirty and polluted street of Gotham, it was almost nice to leave this earth with something looking so different in mind.

While he drifted away from his body, he felt the wines were wrapped around him.

                                                    ~*~

Despite all the odds, he waked up.

He learned that he came to die in Poison Ivy’s territory, and, without even she could explain it, the plants give him his life back.

“I never was able to do that before, she muttered, I’m not sure I can do that again.”

Jason wasn’t as focus on what she said as he should have been.

He was keep looking at his body, now as green as her, and he was distracted by the swarming on his back.

“Don’t know why my plants save a human, but if they did it, it must be because you deserve it. Ivy finally decided. Do you have any family you could return to?

-No. I had only my parents but they are dead.

-Not a bad thing. I’m not sure any parents from Narrow would have loved you like that. Metas aren’t welcome in Gotham after all.

-Does that mean I will never come back to school ever?

-Don’t see how it could be possible. You really look like a mini Me.”

When Jason rethinks of this moment, he always feels embarrassed by how loud he cries when she told him this.

He learned that he was dead, he just came back to live, he became a Meta and the only thing that he concentrate on was that he couldn’t come back to school.

Ivy was clearly uncomfortable and didn’t know how to take care of a child. But she never said he had to leave.

Till this day, they lived together. She taught him to accept what he became; she wasn’t horrified when wine could pop out Jason’s back. On the contrary, she was kind of happy about it.

She brought back as many books that she could for her “excursion” so he could learn as much as he wanted. She never made him participate to her evil plan.

If it wasn’t because of surprise visited from Harley, no one would know he existed.

“So Ivy’s baby, Harley told him this day, how should I call you?

-Hemolck.” He naturally answered

It was the name Ivy gave him since he started to be able to secrete poisons from his wines.

Ivy never was a mother for Jason, more like a big sister. And he was happy.

So of course, it couldn’t stay this way forever.

                                                     ~*~

Ivy is arrested, again, for one of her evil plan against humanity for the Earth. But this time, Jason is fourteen and he doesn’t have to be babysat by Harley anymore.

Not that he hates it. In fact, he likes her as much as Ivy. But he is really uncomfortable with “Uncle J” that Harley is unable to break with him yet.

So he decides to come see her at Arkham Asylum.

He doesn’t understand why they keep putting her in an asylum since she isn’t crazy.

He covers himself as much as he can, but can’t hide his face to enter in the parlor.

Immediately, the guards freak out, they believe that he is here to rescue Ivy, like she needs his help.

“Let me go! He yells. You’re hurting me!”

This men try to put him in jail, despite the fact he didn’t do anything wrong!

His wines leave his back, and for a moment he thinks of use it against them, but changes his mind. He can’t give them reason. Instead, the wines hang on everything around him to prevent them to make him move.

“Let me go! I just come here as a visitor!

-Keep lying, you freak! You come with us.”

One of the guards comes to him with a knife to cut his wines.

“Let him go.”

Everything stops suddenly.

The Freaking Batman is here with The Commissioner Gordon!

Jason starts to really panic they will put him in Arkham.

“What do you think you’re doing? Gordon asks to the guards

-We put this freak in jail.

-Why that?

-Look at him. He belongs in Arkham.

-This kid commits no crime. He has no criminal record. Let him go.

-You may be commissioner but you’re not our superior. What do you think will happen to us if they learn we let this freak free?

-What do you think will happen when media learn that you arrest a child because of the way he looks? You will lose your job immediately.”

The guards hesitate now.

“I will take full responsibility. Gordon said. Now let him go.”

Finally Jason is free again.

“Thanks.” He mumbles to Gordon

His eyes are on Batman.

What is he doing here?

Jason doesn’t hate Batman, despite the fact he is the one who arrest Ivy every time. It would be as stupid as hate the police that arrest his dad every time he did something illegal.

But he doesn’t like him either.

A man shouldn’t bring child in his fight.

“Hemlock, isn’t it? Batman asks him

-So what?

-You’re here to see Poison Ivy.

-Can I go now?

-Yes, of course. Gordon says cutting anything that Batman could have wanted to say. If anything happen again, you can call me.”

Jason takes the card that Gordon gives to him, thanking him again and goes to the parlor.

While he waits for Ivy, Jason wonders if he would have be so happy if it was his dad he was about to see. Probably not.

“Hemlock? Ivy says surprised. What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be with Harley.

-I’m fourteen years old, now. I don’t need her to babysit me anymore. And … I though you will be happy to see me.

-I am. Ivy promises. I am.”

After a long moment of silence between them, Ivy sights and says:

“Probably better this way. I have something to announce you. And you won’t like it.

-What?

-Batman came see me.

-Yeah, I just saw him.

-He made a proposition … about you.

-What do you mean? Did … did you sold me?

-Of course not. No matter what you decide I will be by your side.

-So why didn’t you says no to his proposition?

-Because this choice is yours. Listen to me, ok?

-Yeah … ok.

-He proposes to take you to live in one of their heroes headquarter. You will have all yours books and even more, your room. A place where you will be sound and safe. He and his friends will even found a way for you to go to school. Isn’t what you wanted?

-What do they want for me? Being their puppet? Fight their battle? Never see you again?

-None of this. You won’t have to be a sidekick and we can still be in contact.

-It’s too good to be true. It must be a trap somewhere.

-I don’t think so. What else do you want to do?

-I’m fourteen, I can …

-You’re still a kid.

-And I have you.

-Hemlock…. You must know I am not good for you.

-What are you talking about?

-It’s true. I will always be a criminal, going in and out of prison. And no matter how much I love you, I will never stop focus on my objective. You know I’m obsessed with it. You deserve better.

-If you want to get rid of me, you can simply say it.

-Hemlock, it’s not that. Are you truly happy living clandestinely with criminal? These heroes propose you a future. You should accept it.”

                                                    ~*~

At first, Jason refuses to even see Batman or his sidekick Robin. He did his best to avoid them without success. Finally, Ivy is right. Jason wants to go back to school.

He simply says “yes” one day and the other he is Mount Justice in Happy Harbor with his room and a phone where Ivy can contact him.

There is another persons living here with him but none is as young as he. But even if it was the case, Jason doesn’t think thing would have go more smoothly.

Despite the fact he never helps Ivy and he is here with Batman’s recommendation, there still suspicion, he is here to spy on them.

He isn’t happy here.

Yes, he is glad when they offer him a bracelet that he can use to hide his green skin.

Yes, he is glad when it allows him to go outside.

Yes, he is glad when he go to school and is never be hungry anymore.

But he feels so lonely.

                                                              ~*~

One day where he is alone, he is in the kitchen to make his diner. While he is reading “Sense and Sensibility” by Jane Austen, he let his wines freely leave his back so they can cut the vegetable, boil the water for the pasta, and prepare some meat.

Ivy wouldn’t be happy to see him eat something that it isn’t meat, but he never succeed have the same alimentation as her.

His diner almost ready, some of his wines start to prepare the tray so he can go eat in his room.

“That’s fantastic!” Someone suddenly yells

Jason jumps and almost lost his page.

This is Roy Harper. He doesn’t see him much since he lives at the other end of the country.

“They’re look almost alive.

-As much as my foot or my arm. Jason answers

-That’s seems practical. I would like to have so many members when I work on my workshop.

-Believe me. We never have enough.”

Roy laughs at that then he asks:

“Do you mind if I join you to eat?

-I didn’t make enough for two.

-Oh, don’t worry for that. I buy a sandwich to eat here. I just don’t want to eat alone.”

Jason doesn’t really understand why he accepts. He doesn’t what happen this time in the Heroes Universe but he is sure that Roy will interrogate him to know if he is a spy. Not be the first time it happen.

“Stupid question, Roy says while they sit down, I hear your wines are poisoned. Isn’t it dangerous using it like that?

-No, Ivy taught me long ago how to control the secretion of the poison.

-Must be pretty scary when you can’t.

-Well … I was only with Ivy so … no. She’s kind of immune to poison, you know?”

They keep talking about Ivy and Oliver, Roy’s job, Jason’s school, about music, book, video game.

Without Jason realizes it, they spend all the evening to talk.

“It was nice to talk to you, kid. He says him when they go apart to sleep

-That’s nice.” Jason admit with a little blush

It’s like him to be this stupid. Someone is nice to him more than one hour, and he can’t help himself but feel like stupid puppy that will never learn despite all the kicks he received.

“Pull yourself together, Jason.” He mutters

The next day, he doesn’t see Roy, neither he sees him the next months.

Fortunately, during this time, the heroes are nicer to him and he is even able to do some friends at school after he rejoins the theatre club.

Even so, sometimes his heart misses a beat when he thinks he saw Roy.

                                                     ~*~

At the end of his first year scholar at Happy Harbor Middle School, he finally gets to play his first play ever.

Despite not playing a leader role, he still has line.

He is pretty excited about all of that, especially because Ivy swears she will be there.

He can help himself but sing all day about everything.

“Oh, Jason, Diana calls him, you seems happy.

-I am. He easily admits to her, even without her lasso he can’t lie to her. How are you?

-I’m fine. I wanted to see you.”

Jason looks at her with apprehension. He really hopes that Ivy didn’t do anything that may put her in jail.

“I learn that you will put on a play this Friday night. I would like to come, did you have any left?

-What? Really? I just take one for Ivy. Jason admits blushing at the simple idea that freaking Wonder Woman want to see his play. I am sorry … I didn’t think that …

-You have nothing to be sorry. I will see with your teacher if I can buy one.”

Jason is too moved to answer anything. He should assure her that she doesn’t have to come, or that he will be the one to find her a ticket.

“Ah, Jason. Dinah calls him. Your piece is this Friday, right? Oliver and I would like to come.

-You two too?! Jason yells

-You too, Diana?

-Yes. Maybe you should ask at the end of the meeting who want to come, so one person will see the teacher to take ticket for everyone.

-Yeah. This is a great plan.”

Jason is too speechless by the fact that three super heroes want to go see his play. He doesn’t understand why they want to come and why they think everyone else would like to come too.

But before he can say anything, the meeting starts.

This night, Jason is lying on his back on his bed. He doesn’t know what the meeting was about but once it was finished, they all leave without he get the chance to talk to Diana or Dinah.

Unable to know if some heroes will come to his play, he decided to inform Ivy that it may be a possibility. She didn’t seem affected by that. She simply asks if she can have a ticket for Harley.

That’s too absurd. It’s supposed to be a simple school play. At first, he didn’t even expect that Ivy can come, and now heroes may be here too. It’s too much. He can sleep that night.

What if the heroes come to capture Ivy? What if they use him as a bait?

Maybe he should lie to them, telling them that he make a mistake when he affirmed that the play is this Friday.

But what if they learn that he lies?

They house him, feed him, and pay for his studies. He can't upset them. Otherwise, he will return live in Ivy’s warehouse in the Narrow, quitting school, and fight for eat each time Ivy and Harley are in jail.

Now that he lives in safety and luxury, it’s difficult to abandon all of that.

What should he do?

Jason cries and let his wines hug him. Even when he falls asleep, they keep stroke his back and his hair.

                                                      ~*~

He doesn’t get to know until Friday evening who will come.

He feels so sick this day that the teacher asks him if he will be able to play tonight. His stunt double was suddenly so preoccupied by his health, telling him he should rest.

Gently, Jason tells him he can go fuck off.

The first persons he sees before the spectacle it’s Poison Ivy accompanied by Harley.

“My little Hemlock. She says hugging him tight. I’m so glad to see you.

-I miss you too.

-Oh little J. You’re cuter every day.” Harley says to him kissing him for Ivy

For hiding who Ivy really is, she covers of makeup and clothes toes to neck, she even wears glove.

“I’m not cute. Jason defends himself. I’m a manly man.

-Yeah sure.” Ivy mocks her

They still talk and laugh the three of them a little more before the freaking Wonder Woman comes says hi to Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn.

Jason mumbles the unnecessary presentation, and the women are nice enough to not say him it.

The little talk becomes weird, especially when Superman, Black Canary, Green Arrow, and Batman come.

Jason doesn’t even know how to react to that. It’s just too much.

Fortunately, the members of the theater club call him because the show will start in a few minutes.

This entire situation is so surreal for Jason. Years sooner, if someone would have say him that he would play in front of Superheroes and Villains, he will never believe it.

He doesn’t know what his life becomes but it’s extraordinary. His vines are completely manic in his back, they almost show themselves in front of everyone on stage.

                                                        ~*~

Roy is a dad.

That’s a new Nightwing, previously Robin, taught him one night where he eats on the Mount Justice.

“How it happen? Jason asks surprised

-Oh, Little Leave. You know when a Mrs and a Mr love each other very much …

-I grew up in the Narrow. Jason cuts him blushing furiously. I must know about sex much more than you do.”

Some of Dick’s friends made fun of him because of that remark. Even his girlfriend Kory doesn’t help.

“Don’t worry. You’re an assiduous student.”

Once the laugh calm down a little, Jason learns that Roy has a kid with a villain, Cheschire. A little girl named Lian.

“He should bring her soon. He promises to present her to us.

-Is this place is babyproof enough?

-Well, you live here for a moment now, and you didn’t have any accident, right?”

Jason pinches with his wines Wally for his comment.

“Ouch!”

Maybe it was better when they saw him as an enemy. Jason sights but he can’t hide his grin. It’s nice not too feel alone anymore

                                                        ~*~

Lian is absolutely gorgeous.

Jason forms a comfortable crib for her with his vines and rocks her making her giggling.

“Is it a good idea to let Lian in Jason’s vines?”

Jason hears one of the Titan members says. He understands why they say that, but it’s still hurt.

He braces himself for the moment Roy will take his little angel away from him forever.

“Are you kidding? I never see Lian this happy in a crib. Every time I try to put in hers she screams like a banshee. But of course she always acts like a little princess with cute boy.”

While Roy says his last sentence he comes closer to Jason to kiss Lian.

And this time, Jason can’t hide the way his vines purr of delight.

[nightwingvixen23]

JayRoy short fanfic I whipped up inspired by this god damned song right here lol👇

@aceofenderdark i was in a legit mood lol

💘💘💘

Roy speaks in the way that Siren’s sing, flooding venom in to my mouth and watching it drip like a ruptured peach to the sting of front teeth. Ripping such fragile skin into nasty pieces of flesh, letting lay bare the very salacious core hidden in the seam. 

His flaming hair has grown out (frequently used to twisting or tying it up into a knot) tonight it remains loose. Untamed. And my fingers play through that somehow flawless shit storm, tangling each lock into madness; they overall might dangle into his glaring eyes but that does nothing to befog the fire smoking from within. He looks wild above me. Never have I asked to be such a blooded piece of meat at the ready to be gutted; staring into the yawning mouth of the lion, of whom, is fucking starved. 

Right now, I know that he knows that it’s not his nails nor teeth that I fear will gift me new damage, but his eyes. They inspire, burn, destroy. I’m left suspended in the company of a gore leaking orifice that bellows ‘look at me’ should my mind toe outside the line of our depraved Love Nest; this being no more then the feral charge then skirmish to the floor of a Gotham City safehouse.

We sure are givin’ some poor son of a bitch a show, I think, spotting the newfangled surveillance camera I hadn’t noticed sooner, newly installed high left. My mind darts to Tim making my hands sweat, however, Roy’s fingers bruising my chin pull me back down into the waters of our fucked up little fantasy. 

The holsters loyal to each my thighs are disengaged, followed by the faint skidding rattle of two M1911 pistols being launched across a cement floor. This all titters a secret to me that I am now in the hands of no mercy.

It’s during a moment like this (offering myself over to be caught in the line of fire) that I swear by the unholy mess in me that Roy Harper is some sort of Saintly Deity of Insanity that which no god can put a name to. Why else would I worship this fucker’s dick like i do ? Call me crude, vulgar, whatever...doesn’t change the fact that the shitty ass truth, is in fact, the shitty ass truth. That truth being that I demand his unsympathetic grip akin to an infant demanding it’s very first breath of life. The affliction of every scar mapping my body is something that I didn’t fuckin’ ask to be met with, nevertheless, something about the power that comes with directing an overdose of a serpentine thirst such as this one that makes me feel more in control then when my hands are gripping lead. 

Our lips meet with vigor. I’ve never known it to be smooth. Never known us to take our time, yanno ? It’s always fierce. Hot. A clash of potent teeth seeking to grip and rip apart tender skin. To taste blood. And what’s a good fuck without the taste of blood ? C’mon. We’re deep. We’re thorough: two adrenaline filled junkies having gotten our first real swallow of the golden necator that has seduced us, dripping from uncut fruit laying bare in our wake while with instructions to never have one bite; we’re obsessed.

The tinkering jangle of an unhooked belt. The lick of Roy’s tongue into my mouth still tasting of shitty liquor from the corner store. A sinners Paradise. I tilt my head back for him and let teeth ascend onto my neck. I’m the lamb, sticking it’s neck out for the butcher. I want this. I want him to brand me intensely then cool it with a kiss because that is something that this world has done too many fucking times to me, and I’ve got the scars to prove it. 

Yeah, only because the world never did leave a kiss of apology.

Chewed mint gum, stale tobacco, and secrets kept out in the rain for far too long, left to tarnish with the coming of nightfall; this is his eternal flavour. 

Isn’t there some goddamn way for us to endure this way ? Twined together ? Just like this. Simply him ritualizing my abdomen that rose and fell with shaky gasps, his tongue marveling the carved indent of muscle there, tracing every groove proving personal fortitude. Proving that my ass didn’t get dropped down onto this fuckin waste land of a planet just to roll over like a creature without fight.

A trifling jungle, Life is.

“God. What a million mother fuckers would trade to see the Red Hood in this wrecked state. You wanna beg for me, doll ? That’s right. Beg for me then,” Roy’s voice is an instrument. His words, musical of filth. I’m being serenaded by the devil and it’s mother fuckin’ magical. Even so, I aim to punch him in the throat. I wasn’t gonna do much damage, was just gonna let him know what toes the line, but his hand wraps around my curled wrist and my bicep tenses. I’m straining to reach him. Straining to infect him, however somewhere in the tangle of that violence dance I strained also for his mouth like an addict for a needle. A taboo puppet. A homicidal angel, like he once called me before I spit in his eye earning my face into the wall.

What even are we doing, Roy Harper ? Why do we do this ? And why does it feel so right to scream your name into the hush of a blacked out room while you turn me inside out ? I’d ring God on the manner, but fuck—I just start pissing myself with laughter each time I start.

Gotta love this shade of grey I’ve established my life in the thick of. Grey is the blueprint of a soul caught in limbo. It’s a nice color. The ambiance is sedated, disrupted here and there by the tortured hollar of a condemned conscience—but life ain’t no fucking picnic.

Then again, even a tongue tied fool knows that.

…...

I can feel the frayed corners of ultimate reality beginning to shimmer. Roy watches me rising high even while knowing that soon I’ll crash, we will, together. And it’s so gorgeous for just a second that I could die like this. I know that it gets old hearing others romanticize death, yet I serious in the face of it. Serious and deeply, deeply in enamoured. Swept upon sandy beaches as to evade the lusting leviathan of the sea again and again. But I just wade back into the waters, deluded at times. Something like a drunk falling around town with an empty bottle of gin; everyone stares but no one will give directions to the nearest pub.

The vast gulf of the abyss beckons nearer with breath peppered by wanderlust and saliva spiked in moonshine. I can only take so much, however I’m forced, and so gorge on this easy feast.

Has a human ever been so unsteady and yet resistant ? So crippled and yet defiant ? I have many bones to pick with myself. I’ve splintered the masterpiece of my life into something ugly.

But I am a beast, aren’t I? And a Beast has always been one to see the Beauty in crude things. There is peace in the bloodstains, there is marvelous enrichment in the grimace of the faces. Cut me deeper Roy, squeeze red from my flesh so to let me continue my artistry. Open up the brushes of my fingers with your fangs and allow this woeful composer to create something for us both to laugh at.

Each finger in my mouth taste like pure sin. They scrape my gums until lips go down onto mine; then the fingers are put back into place. I choke. He chuckles. Fucking bastard.

Through these eyes of mine white with carnal tears, I look up and into the face of the man I didn’t mean to fall in love with wearing my blood upon his lips like a god damned badge of honor.

There’ll be no victor at the end of this unchaste warfare and I feel the cannon fires terminal blow. Yup. that’s my fucked up heart. What a tool.  

But it’s been this way for centuries, hasn’t it ? 

Sensuality is the baddest of bitches with hips that carve into yours tastefully. She’s the perfect fusion of warm and wanton that leaves you so powerfully drugged, that when you turn over to sleep soundly for having seen Nirvana it’s self, she’s able to hijack your shit with ease. Now your ass is left high and dry. But hey, you gotta relish her; notably on the day you find Sensuality knocking at your door again for having conceived with you a child named Regret, something that she drops off for you to raise alone. Now you’re in solitary as Regret clings to you tightly, sucking the life from your chest, but yet, still you nourish it. You love it because shit, it’s half of Sensuality isn’t it ? And had she not once been your reason worth living ?

I twist my fingers around Roy’s cross necklace still finding a way to glint silver in the dark, and pull him down into me with a grunt. For once, it’s his eyes that are glossed with hysterical fever, swimming and asphyxiated by all 7 of the Deadly Sins.

Yeah. That’s right fucker. At least for tonight, “You’re mine.”

Was that his whine that I heard ? Unquestionable was his moan. I think I hear him praying, but that doesn’t change the fact that come sunrise

We’ll both be waking up alone; 

the bruises I left on his neck the only souvenirs of my Love.

[w2comics]

Why the Joker is the worst Batman villain.

Okay, I want you to do me a favor.

Imagine the Riddler. One of Batman's most famous foes. Imagine him armed with a machine gun. Imagine him shooting sick people in a hospital.

...

Is it horrible? Sure. But does it have anything to do with what Riddler normally does? Is it completely out of character for him to do such a thing? And is it... kinda disappointing that a bad guy who does terrible things in extremely creative ways that only he does would do just... THAT?

Do you feel cheated since you were promised a Riddler story, and all you got was a standard story about a sicko who does something horrifying yet not that much in character? A character you love to hate?

There. Right there.

THAT is why the Joker sucks right now.

Ever since "The Killing Joke", writers have done all they can to keep the spirit of that Joker shown in a story that actually wasn't suppose to be canon(but it was popular, so there's that). Joker is Batman's arch enemy since he is the worst of the worst. So he has to do something inhumane to keep this status.

... Meaning two things.

First of all, the enemy relationship between the Clown Prince of Crime and the Dark Knight lacks creativity. Good hero-villain relationships has something extra, something that makes what they have unique. Like that Lex Luthor hates Superman for being better than him, so he tries to kill him so he can be the world's TRUE champion. Or how Spider-Man and Green Goblin's feud is a fight between geniuses and Peter is essentially part of Osborn's midlife crisis. Or Roy Harper and Cheshire share a daughter, making their relationship VERY complicated.

But the Joker and Batman? Batman hates Joker because he is an extremely disgusting human being. But that is a regular reason to hate him. Joker is obsessed with Batman, but WHY is he obsessed with him? Writers can't seem to agree on it. Their relationship lacks identity.

The SECOND problem with Joker being Batman's worst enemy is that... well, he is JUST that: His worst enemy. He is basically JUST the guy who pushes Batsy's buttons. Whenever something bad should happen to Batman, it was usually the Joker who had to do it since that was kind of a rule, EVEN if it was out of character. Like in "Death of The Family" event... more of THAT later.

Anyways, let us talk about the Joker's lack of personality. In the past, whatever Joker did something, it had a humorous element of a sort. Like he was pranking someone in an evil way. Like the time he poisoned every single fish in Gotham, NOT in order to kill people... but to make the fishes look like him. Then, he argues that he should be paid since they looked like him. And he then tells a copyright clerk to fix it so he get paid for every fish that gets sold, something the poor clerk has no power over.

THAT is funny. In a twisted way. The Joker is a performer and a comedian. Whatever he does is ridicules, twisted, yet still has a touch of humor, a gag of some sort. Admit it, you thought it was a little funny when the Joker performed the pencil trick in "Dark Knight."

But since Joker has to outdo himself all the time by being the most horrible human being in the world, the writers sometimes forget to add the small touch of humor.

Like in "Death of the Family", one of the more recent big Joker story-lines, where the Joker has cut off his face, wears it as a mask, and then tries to murder all of Batman's allies and friends since he thinks they hold him back.

... But how is it funny? Where is the punchline?

There IS no punchline, it is just "Saw". It's in theory extremely un-creative all things considered.

So there it is. The Joker is kinda white bread now. Which is a big problem, ESPECIALLY for a Batman bad guy since most of them are gimmick characters. Ventriloquist has his puppet, Riddler constantly tries to prove he is smarter than everyone else, Poison Ivy is obsessed with plants, Two-Face is crazy about duality, so on and so on. But when was the last time the Joker was funny? So he is just Batman's worst enemy since that is his role, no other reason.

[starcityhq]

THE FINAL ACT —

The second the lights were down, there was the unmistakeable sounds of a scuffle on stage. Yelling erupted in the crowd as the men guarding the door were overpowered by numerous audience members, vigilantes and civilians included.

Rising above the commotion came a voice that did not belong to the Joker: “Owww, I thought stage floors were supposed to be soft!”

The lights came back up, revealing the puppeteer face-down with Detective Dick Grayson’s knee in his back. It was Chuck Brown, also known as Kiteman, and he was promptly handcuffed and hauled to his feet.

“Well hey Kiddo, normally I’d be happy to see you but I’m kinda in the middle of something right now, so if I ca - ARGH!”

Before Chuck had the opportunity to finish his sentence, Jason Todd’s fist connected hard enough with his nose for him to feel it give. “Where is he!” He hauled back for a second punch but it never had the chance to connect before Kiteman was hauled backwards and out of his reach. 

“Stop!” Dick pulled Chuck back to block him from further injury. “Handle the men with guns. He could still be here.”

Chuck tried to speak again, croaking out a ‘hell yeah’ as a dribble of blood dripped from his mouth. “Heeeeeeey.” He grinned weakly. “You fight good. Think Ol’Chuck’s gonna be seeing stars for a’week.” He chuckled a little. “No Charlie.” He waved his hand feebly. “M’good. Mr. Joker said he rented a theatre so I could put on a show for my boy. He loves puppet shows, are you all here to watch too? Or did he forget to pay the fee?” he asked, blinking a little more, vision clearing as he tried to look around, “He’s usually real good at paying people back?” 

The gravity of the situation was clearly lost on him, even once Dick started reading him his rights.    

As Chuck rambled and Dick went through the process of arresting him, the very vigilantes named by Joker searched for the clown. Instead, they discovered only another piece to the puzzle backstage. It was a recording of Joker reading the script that the puppet show had been following, which made one thing painfully obvious: they’d been had.

THEATER (SEE ABOVE FOR DETAILS OF EVENTS):

M’gann M'orzz, Billy Kaplan, Lucifer Morningstar, MJ Watson, Quentin Quire, Stephanie Brown, Jason Todd (originally was at the docks), Dick Grayson (DETECTIVE & ACTING COMMISSIONER, SCPD), Barbara Gordon, Damian Wayne, Tim Drake, Cassandra Cain-Wayne, Chuck Brown, Linda Martin, Venus/Felix, Zatanna Zatara, Michael Jon Carter, Susan Storm, Peyton Riley, & Peter Parker.

STAR CITY MUNICIPAL BANK: Through the efforts of civilian vigilantes, the SCPD, and NOVA's Jihl Nabel, the hostage situation at the bank was resolved with no reported deaths or serious injuries. Sudden resistance from the group of hostages gave responders and heroes outside the opportunity to intervene. The masked assailants have been taken into custody and all hostages released after questioning.

Flox (hostage), Adrian Veidt (hostage), Luna Maximoff (hostage), Steve Trevor (hostage), Anton Satan (hostage), Rachel Van Helsing (hostage), Cassie Lang (hostage), Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, Conner Kent, Evan McCulloch, Jihl Nabel (NOVA AGENT), Thor, Peter Quill (COP, SCPD), Diana Prince, & Natasha Romanoff.

THE DOCKS: The situation resolved with several casualties, but only among known criminal gang members. The missing dock workers were recovered frightened but alive inside a locked shipping container. Multiple individuals are wanted for questioning regarding the shooting deaths. All those still present on the scene were held at the police station until they could be reasonably cleared of charges.

Kate Bishop (COP, SCPD), Kara Zor-El, Arthur Curry, Barry Allen, Bobby Drake, Dinah Lance, Lorna Dane, Slade Wilson, Ororo Munroe, Remy LeBeau, Rose Wilson, Shuri, Zachary Zatara, Sarah (Marrow), & Eddie Bloomberg.

CASCADES PARK: By the time backup for Officer Chris Gates and paramedics were able to break onto the scene, the total number of gunshot victims had risen to an alarming six. SCPD Officer Chris Gates, District Attorney Foggy Nelson, and civilians Roy Harper, Wally West, Bryn Delacroix, and Jon Kent were reported to be suffering from gunshot wounds. No casualties have been reported and all victims have been transported to Star City Memorial Hospital. Multiple vigilantes and civilians responded to the scene and were able to overpower the assailants, distracting and subduing them long enough for responding officers to apprehend all suspects on the scene.

Josh Foley, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Loki Laufeyson, Scott Summers, Foggy Nelson, Roy Harper, Emma Frost, Gar Logan, Jamie Madrox, Kurt Wagner, Pepper Potts, Wally West, Wanda Maximoff, Jono Starsmore, Pamela Isley, Bryn Delacroix, Chris Gates (COP, SCPD), & Jon Kent.

NOTE: About the power inhibitors: Even though the event is over, the entire city will feel the effects from the inhibitor test for the next 48 hours. The new inhibitors do not only target mutants. Any and all characters who are not fully human will be affected by the inhibitors. In short, they are all humans now. If you have any questions or need clarification, please contact the main!

This concludes our event! Any new threads must occur after the events in this post. Thank you so much to those who have participated in this event! As always, if you have any questions, please direct them to the main!

[valkerymillenia]

Now that I've finished season 3 of Young Justice, I'm adding on to my previous thoughts/review.

Anyway...

There's a criminal lack of Spoiler and Orphan, for starters but it's understandable why, this isn't a BatFam show after all (but I'd sooooooo watch a BatFam spin-off of this universe).

Got to see a hint of Suicide Squad! That was a surprise (not really but it's awesome).

Vandal Savage's backstory and development? Literal gold if you like villains (I never liked Savage and yet this interpretation of him just has so much potential!). I do wonder if they will ever approach the "Roy Harper is Savage's descendant" detail...

Thank you, Lord, for all the Klarion! Boy needs to show up more in DC media.

So Halo is bisexual and non-binary? That's pretty awesome but it sucks that nobody in the show seems to get the NB part and everyone codes her as female throughout the whole season, kinda defeats the purpose of having a NB character.

Still annoyed that they used the hijab for hype but removed her actual faith from the character (she literally says "I'm not Muslim", they could have at least left it undefined), you can't bank on a character's traits for "representation" and ignore the meaning behind them, otherwise it's pointless and insulting.

Also, making the Muslim girl the immortal? Badass (and works well with the character). Making it so you can repeatedly kill her to very graphically highlight the seriousness of the situation? A little fucked up, dude.

Still, she's powerful as hell and saved everyone in an amazing display of power.

So yeah, I totally love Halo and her concept is awesome but she was a bit disrespected by the writer and deserves better on some aspects. Oh, and I like the whole "Halo and Cyborg are now related" thing more than I anticipated.

Really happy to get bi Harper Row in the story! Bluebird is such an underappreciated character of the BatFam. The abuse subplot was also very good because it's a topic that needs to be approached in media, victims need to see positive representation.

The Bumblebee baby subplot was... Tricky. It really messes with an important ethical conundrum (yikes, eugenics) that is definitely too complex for younger audiences but I think the goal was to create another future super-kid for the next seasons (still a little icky though but at least they tried to frame it as controversial even to Karen's own feelings). I guess we'll find out.

Granny Goodness has always been a brutal villain and I hope we see more of her. Also, MORE BIG BARDA, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!

Wyynde and Kaldur are SO CUTE! GAH! I need more of them! I just love their relationship so much.

"Who is Dick's family anyway? Is Grayson's father Bruce Wayne-...?" *cue someone immediately redirecting the conversation*

I'm sorry but that what AWESOME and kinda hilarious too. (Yes, Brion, Dick is one of Bruce Wayne's several children, get with the BatFam).

The Anti-Life Equation thing was very well done, I didn't expect it to go so well but every player involved played a great role and the idea of a world with no free will? Shivers, man. Now, it just needs to be readressed in the future because no way would any villain give that up so easily with Halo still alive.

The Geranium City subplot was quite sweet, it brought back some intriguing questions and finally touched a piece of Conner's story that has been hanging since season 1.

Will x Artemis is NOT a thing, thank God! They made such a big deal about it that I was scared and I get the appeal but they are in-laws, it would be so messed up.

I mean, I want Artemis to heal in a healthy way and move on as much as any fan (that limbo sequence made me cry my eyes out, so heartbreaking) but there's no need to force a thing with Will, so I'm glad for the way things got resolved.

Luthor's Infinity Inc reminds me waaaay too much of the Seven in "The Boys"... Still, a smart move. Kinda wondering where it's gonna lead in the future now that they basically belong to Brion.

Terra actually choosing redemption and the Outsiders before trying to kill them was surprising (as was everyone knowing she was a mole), I expected a big fight against her and Deathstroke because that's always been the Terra schtick but instead we got a power crazed Brion, which was a beautifully executed plot twist and as much as it hurts me to see Brion fall (and break Violet's heart) I have to give kudos to the writers, that was well played to wrench our hearts to pieces.

And that new psychic asshole manipulating Brion and making Markocvia into the Light's puppet? Interesting addition.

I really hope Brion gets his own redemption in the next season (orrr maybe he degenerates further into full blown villain? I don't think he has it in him and by the very end he seems to be depressed, lonely and disgruntled with his position already so there might be hope for him yet, but it would be interesting to see him fall further and further beyond redemption and I don't see him infiltrating the Light for the good guys because that would just be a rehash of Kaldur in season 2).

Loved how Lex Luthor got taken down from that bullshit UN position. He's a brilliant villain but he was soooo getting on my nerves in that particular position and it was such a relief to see him fall (which is a sign of how well written it was).

Black Lighting as boss!!!!! Ahhh, that was such a goddamn good choice in this particular universe, especially after he spent the whole season being a voice of reason while going through some growth himself. Still, feels a bit odd merely because he was barely in the bg in previous seasons.

Funny how Conner and M'gann never speak out loud even at home, damn I love this ship (miss my classic timkon though).

That little Robin laugh at the end of the season was such a nice touch, really nostalgic.

What's with the Legion Flight ring on the waitress?

What's with Lobo's finger? So messed up.

Oh boy, now I need Jason and Damian in future seasons (hell, Jon too, give us the Super Sons!!!).

All in all, the third season seems to bring a lot of things full circle at last but also feels like the beginning of something completely new, opening doors and raising questions for a lot of possibilities. It was a very intriguing subversion of a lot of DC plotlines and mythology.

Still... Can we just call the Outsiders the alternate Teen Titans? because that's basically what they are.

CAN'T WAIT FOR SEASON 4!!!!!!

[nightwingvixen22]

Shaded In Grey

Summary : Jason loves Roy just as much as he loves the bruises that he paints into his skin; but to hell if he’ll ever let him know that and change the interplay of their lusting dance amongst the grey

💘💘💘

Roy speaks in the way that Siren’s sing, flooding venom in to my mouth and watching it drip like a ruptured peach to the sting of front teeth. Ripping such fragile skin into nasty pieces of flesh, letting lay bare the very salacious core hidden in the seam.

His flaming hair has grown out (frequently used to twisting or tying it up into a knot) tonight it remains loose. Untamed. And my fingers play through that somehow flawless shit storm, tangling each lock into madness; they overall might dangle into his glaring eyes but that does nothing to befog the fire smoking from within. He looks wild above me. Never have I asked to be such a blooded piece of meat at the ready to be gutted; staring into the yawning mouth of the lion, of whom, is fucking starved.

Right now, I know that he knows that it’s not his nails nor teeth that I fear will gift me new damage, but his eyes. They inspire, burn, destroy. I’m left suspended in the company of a gore leaking orifice that bellows ‘look at me’ should my mind toe outside the line of our depraved Love Nest; this being no more then the feral charge then skirmish to the floor of a Gotham City safehouse.

We sure are givin’ some poor son of a bitch a show, I think, spotting the newfangled surveillance camera I hadn’t noticed sooner, newly installed high left. My mind darts to Tim making my hands sweat, however, Roy’s fingers bruising my chin pull me back down into the waters of our fucked up little fantasy.

The holsters loyal to each my thighs are disengaged, followed by the faint skidding rattle of two M1911 pistols being launched across a cement floor. This all titters a secret to me that I am now in the hands of no mercy.

It’s during a moment like this (offering myself over to be caught in the line of fire) that I swear by the unholy mess in me that Roy Harper is some sort of Saintly Deity of Insanity that which no god can put a name to. Why else would I worship this fucker’s dick like i do ? Call me crude, vulgar, whatever…doesn’t change the fact that the shitty ass truth, is in fact, the shitty ass truth. That truth being that I demand his unsympathetic grip akin to an infant demanding it’s very first breath of life. The affliction of every scar mapping my body is something that I didn’t fuckin’ ask to be met with, nevertheless, something about the power that comes with directing an overdose of a serpentine thirst such as this one that makes me feel more in control then when my hands are gripping lead.

Our lips meet with vigor. I’ve never known it to be smooth. Never known us to take our time, yanno ? It’s always fierce. Hot. A clash of potent teeth seeking to grip and rip apart tender skin. To taste blood. And what’s a good fuck without the taste of blood ? C’mon. We’re deep. We’re thorough: two adrenaline filled junkies having gotten our first real swallow of the golden necator that has seduced us, dripping from uncut fruit laying bare in our wake while with instructions to never have one bite; we’re obsessed.

The tinkering jangle of an unhooked belt. The lick of Roy’s tongue into my mouth still tasting of shitty liquor from the corner store. A sinners Paradise. I tilt my head back for him and let teeth ascend onto my neck. I’m the lamb, sticking it’s neck out for the butcher. I want this. I want him to brand me intensely then cool it with a kiss because that is something that this world has done too many fucking times to me, and I’ve got the scars to prove it.

Yeah, only because the world never did leave a kiss of apology.

Chewed mint gum, stale tobacco, and secrets kept out in the rain for far too long, left to tarnish with the coming of nightfall; this is his eternal flavour.

Isn’t there some goddamn way for us to endure this way ? Twined together ? Just like this. Simply him ritualizing my abdomen that rose and fell with shaky gasps, his tongue marveling the carved indent of muscle there, tracing every groove proving personal fortitude. Proving that my ass didn’t get dropped down onto this fuckin waste land of a planet just to roll over like a creature without fight.

A trifling jungle, Life is.

“God. What a million mother fuckers would trade to see the Red Hood in this wrecked state. You wanna beg for me, doll ? That’s right. Beg for me then,” Roy’s voice is an instrument. His words, musical of filth. I’m being serenaded by the devil and it’s mother fuckin’ magical. Even so, I aim to punch him in the throat. I wasn’t gonna do much damage, was just gonna let him know what toes the line, but his hand wraps around my curled wrist and my bicep tenses. I’m straining to reach him. Straining to infect him, however somewhere in the tangle of that violence dance I strained also for his mouth like an addict for a needle. A taboo puppet. A homicidal angel, like he once called me before I spit in his eye earning my face into the wall.

What even are we doing, Roy Harper ? Why do we do this ? And why does it feel so right to scream your name into the hush of a blacked out room while you turn me inside out ? I’d ring God on the manner, but fuck—I just start pissing myself with laughter each time I start.

Gotta love this shade of grey I’ve established my life in the thick of. Grey is the blueprint of a soul caught in limbo. It’s a nice color. The ambiance is sedated, disrupted here and there by the tortured hollar of a condemned conscience—but life ain’t no fucking picnic.

Then again, even a tongue tied fool knows that.

……

I can feel the frayed corners of ultimate reality beginning to shimmer. Roy watches me rising high even while knowing that soon I’ll crash, we will, together. And it’s so gorgeous for just a second that I could die like this. I know that it gets old hearing others romanticize death, yet I serious in the face of it. Serious and deeply, deeply in enamoured. Swept upon sandy beaches as to evade the lusting leviathan of the sea again and again. But I just wade back into the waters, deluded at times. Something like a drunk falling around town with an empty bottle of gin; everyone stares but no one will give directions to the nearest pub.

The vast gulf of the abyss beckons nearer with breath peppered by wanderlust and saliva spiked in moonshine. I can only take so much, however I’m forced, and so gorge on this easy feast.

Has a human ever been so unsteady and yet resistant ? So crippled and yet defiant ? I have many bones to pick with myself. I’ve splintered the masterpiece of my life into something ugly.

But I am a beast, aren’t I? And a Beast has always been one to see the Beauty in crude things. There is peace in the bloodstains, there is marvelous enrichment in the grimace of the faces. Cut me deeper Roy, squeeze red from my flesh so to let me continue my artistry. Open up the brushes of my fingers with your fangs and allow this woeful composer to create something for us both to laugh at.

Each finger in my mouth taste like pure sin. They scrape my gums until lips go down onto mine; then the fingers are put back into place. I choke. He chuckles. Fucking bastard.

Through these eyes of mine white with carnal tears, I look up and into the face of the man I didn’t mean to fall in love with wearing my blood upon his lips like a god damned badge of honor.

There’ll be no victor at the end of this unchaste warfare and I feel the cannon fires terminal blow. Yup. that’s my fucked up heart. What a tool.  

But it’s been this way for centuries, hasn’t it ?

Sensuality is the baddest of bitches with hips that carve into yours tastefully. She’s the perfect fusion of warm and wanton that leaves you so powerfully drugged, that when you turn over to sleep soundly for having seen Nirvana it’s self, she’s able to hijack your shit with ease. Now your ass is left high and dry. But hey, you gotta relish her; notably on the day you find Sensuality knocking at your door again for having conceived with you a child named Regret, something that she drops off for you to raise alone. Now you’re in solitary as Regret clings to you tightly, sucking the life from your chest, but yet, still you nourish it. You love it because shit, it’s half of Sensuality isn’t it ? And had she not once been your reason worth living ?

I twist my fingers around Roy’s cross necklace still finding a way to glint silver in the dark, and pull him down into me with a grunt. For once, it’s his eyes that are glossed with hysterical fever, swimming and asphyxiated by all 7 of the Deadly Sins.

Yeah. That’s right fucker. At least for tonight, “You’re mine.”

Was that his whine that I heard ? Unquestionable was his moan. I think I hear him praying, but that doesn’t change the fact that come sunrise

We’ll both be waking up alone;

the bruises I left on his neck the only souvenirs of my Love.

[ao3feed-timdrake]

The Art of Pretending its not all your fault

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by Siah1

It's all Wally's fault. Why his father hates him, why his grades are slipping and why his friends are starting to hate him. If he was better... better at anything this wouldn't happen. Despite his self-hatred, he manages to pretend everything's peachy keen pretty well. He does great until a pink-haired witch named Jinx, his best friend's dead brother and their band of misfits emerge.

Words: 9295, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Young Justice - All Media Types, Young Justice (Cartoon), Young Justice (Comics), Teen Titans (Animated Series), Teen Titans (Comics), Teen Titans Go! To the Movies (2018), Justice League - All Media Types, Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Wally West, Barry Allen, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jinx (DCU), Artemis Crock, Victor Stone, Superboy (DCU), Kon-El | Conner Kent, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Karen Beecher, Gizmo (DCU), Garfield Logan, M'gann M'orzz, Puppet King (DCU), Roy Harper, Oliver Queen, Dinah Lance, Alfred Pennyworth, Lex Luthor, Wonder Girl (DCU), Diana (Wonder Woman), Donna Troy, Harleen Quinzel, Kyle Rayner, Zatanna Zatara, Talia al Ghul, Carol Ferris, Selina Kyle, Hal Jordan, Iris West, Slade Wilson, Raven (DCU), Joker (DCU)

Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Kon-El | Conner Kent & Lex Luthor, Barry Allen & Wally West, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Clark Kent & Kon-El | Conner Kent, Dick Grayson & Koriand'r & Garfield Logan & Raven, Selina Kyle & Harleen Quinzel & Bruce Wayne, Talia al Ghul & Bruce Wayne, Kon-El | Conner Kent & M'gann M'orzz, Garfield Logan & M'gann M'orzz, Carol Ferris & Hal Jordan, Dick Grayson & Kyle Rayner, Hal Jordan & Kyle Rayner, Barry Allen & Oliver Queen

Additional Tags: Dark, Slice of Life, High School, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Everyone Needs A Hug, Wally West Needs a Hug, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Fluff and Angst, Angst, Family Issues, Friendship, Popularity, Good Friend Roy Harper, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Child Neglect, Idiots in Love, Superheroes, Superpowers

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[olivedoesmagic]

Journal 103: JOHN POND, Roy HARPER, and my newest heorin spirita.

In magick drugs personfiied in a vodoun family, can be used to heal or curse. This is called a SPIRITA they are a spersonfied spirit of you high or on the acidic drug always happy and calm by societal standards. My master acrians shifted. I was in bed. And I played dolls as toymaker with my old dane. Dane american girlfdolls. As i joined jehovah witnesses and my witness is john pond and this book are nonifciton. I used the spaceship method diongoespew/thatonememer made. My life turned from a tragedy torture puppet in the faith of trepetaca to mercy and benelentful by that darams status by my old seer as hannah tams when i was small, TALL CLAIRE eric kartmens mom finding me again, i was literally irl the puppet in five nights at freddies.

Heres the plan it will make a boat story.

Totally cool?

Thot so.

Publicity as explained on masters channel.

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCpKn5HsomSEdQdHT__TEWWQ i swear as an atheist reality shifter hes a great guy as jaden. I kin him and we have looksim as our myht. The irish beleivei n pop culture magick as a animysts state

Read masters blog.

Then read the grims

Otherkinnnie are sometimes the role of the saint. Master is samael. Anyways. Gone CRAZY, EXACTLY and even this. Teh rules for fairies are tehre.

THANKS FOR CRUSHING i mean TRUSTING me haahhaaahaha. He got chainsaw tops surgery by low. Im jelly i have dragon tits!

Love olive brimstone.

The student of the vessel teh first choci of name,

A golem made of persona that changed its dane

And it became magick like a poem on ice

So adam snowflake the true leader could play vicent price

But enders and gender fluidity

Became thatindiegamer or his new account dionsletsplays apparently

10:17 AM

4/6/2023

Oh wait forgot. Shifted to an au where i was in someones did system, and they introjected me and my stupid brother was teher. Its not masturbation hypnosis we fucked reememebr? God am i crazy and trauamtized as di-aeos.