YJ S3 Dick, still in the midst of his fever dream, hides underneath the 'souvenir' instead of behind some boxes, and accidentally opens the airlock trying to take care of the Parademons. The others get it to close... but not before Nightwing is thrown into space.
There, he stares at the ship holding his friends and mentors. There, he wishes more than anything that he can, somehow, survive. There, he tries to live, if only so his family don't have to bury him like Jason.
There, Nightwing dies, wanting to save everyone, even with the cold seeping into his bones far too quickly for a regular section of space.
Then, Dick opens his eyes to... Earth? There's a little house, and grass, and trees, but there's a bubble of green over it all. Outside of that green was an entire castle, one that looked like it should have far more support beams than it does for even a hope that it stays standing.
And the sky was swirling shades of that same green. It makes him think of Lazarus.
"Well, that's something you don't see every day." He whips his head behind him, a bit too fast for Earth's atmosphere, but it doesn't hurt him. Past the bubble of green was a blue-skinned adult in purple robes, the insides of a grandfather-clock fitted inside their torso, and a black staff with a stopwatch on its top. Beside them was a man with snow white hair, glowing green eyes, a crown of frozen fire dancing above his head, and the most galaxy-like cloak Dick's ever seen clasped to his shoulders. He's wearing... a hazmat suit? Maybe? The twinkling stars and odd lighting of wherever he is were giving him a bit of a headache.
But in front of those two, within this bubble, was...
"DICK!" Wally shouted with unrestrained glee, a blur overtaking his spot for barely a heartbeat before Dick's stuck in a crushing hug that he reciprocates once his brain stops feeling like its melting.
He doesn't know how long it took for them to calm down, but the man with the crown spoke up after a time, as Wally was still wiping their faces free of tears. "Welcome to the Infinite Realms, Nightwing." Dick barely even registered that he was still wearing his suit, but now it felt suffocating. "I suppose you're the one Clockwork was holding out for; There shouldn't've been enough Ectoplasm around you to form a Ghost, and your physical body's still in space. I can see why you like this one, though, Clockie," he states flippantly, turning to his companion. Almost like he didn't expect Dick to pay too close attention to what he was saying.
"Either way, there's two options for you." The man didn't let Dick swallow his tears and question anything. Dick's not sure if he's grateful or not. "First: Stay in the Realms permanently. You'll see Kid Flash whenever you want and learn to be a Ghost with the denizens of the Realms. Maybe find your parents."
"But..." Dick pulls away from Wally, keeping him at arms length, eyes flitting between them. The two outside the bubble were distinctly... ghost-like, so the mentions of 'Ghosts' make sense. But Wally looked... alive. A bit pale, a bit thin... but alive. Dick can't see any of his own skin to see if it was blue or tinted that way, but the Nightwing symbol on his chest kept flickering between its own blue and this 'Realms' green. "But--What about the others? What about you? Why can't you come home?" The last two, he focuses on Wally, because now he can feel a heartbeat beneath his gloves. Wally's alive. He's alive.
His friend just shrugs. "Something about their portals not fit for the living? I'm meant to wait for someone to figure out a permanent portal, but they won't tell me how long that'll take." Wally glares at the... 'Ghosts'? There was a heat to it, but it also seemed like this was a well-worn argument.
"The permanent portal was always an 'if', Wallace West. And that is entirely dependent on if Richard Grayson takes the second option," the clock Ghost--Clockwork?--speaks up. But instead of the adult Dick was expecting, there was an elderly Ghost in their place. Still with the time motif. Was that... more literal than Dick took it?
"Yes, the second option..." The crowned man glares daggers at Clockwork. The temperature dips below comfortable. Dick tries to blink the spaceship and stars out of his sight, withdrawing his arms from Wally to try and warm himself. Tries to remember he's not in space. "The second option is that you return to your body... changed. You'll be able to protect Earth better, stay with your alive family, save the Lost Ones... for a price."
Dick doesn't know if he should ignore the plural in 'Lost Ones'. He doesn't know if he's reading too much into how, in this Realm, apparently only his parents were able to be found. Where's Jason? He doesn't dare hope, but...
"What's the price?"
The man smiles and a ring of blue forms around his waist. It splits in two and travels up and down his body, replacing the cloak and whatever clothes he was actually wearing with a NASA shirt, worn jeans, and red sneakers actually duct taped together. The blue tint to his otherwise tan skin fades completely. His hair turns black. His eyes turn blue.
He was like a taller, slightly slimmer, way hotter version of Bruce.
The man walks through the bubble, but doesn't disturb the grass beneath his feet. "You become the Ghost King's vassal." Dick flinches away and almost hides behind Wally. "Not my idea! But, well... it is either this, or your permanent death."
"What does becoming a vassal do to him?" Wally asks, gently trying to stop Dick from breaking his ribs with how tightly he was hugging himself. Does he even have ribs?
"He gains my powers. Ice, electricity, invisibility, intangibility, flight... He becomes a Halfa. He becomes what I was, in life. Just... needing to make offerings to me, now and then. Something like that, at least. I give him powers, he gives me a chunk of, I don't know, chocolate once a week. Like a warlock."
Wally keeps talking to the man, keeps getting information that he knows he should pay attention to, but something in his chest screams to accept this deal, and he can't focus on anything else.
Nightwing can protect. He can return to life and go back to Blüdhaven, be the Vigilante they need. He can visit Gotham every now and then, help with cases and stop criminals from harming others. He can see his brother. He can see his friends. He can eat Alfred's cookies, and have little get-togethers with Babs and the Team--hell, he can argue with Bruce.
And all he has to do is... give an offering to this guy? The Ghost King? Every once in a while?
"There's no other price?" The King turns his attention to Dick. His eyes had shifted to a blue-green that almost hypnotize him. The green swirls, the blue forms and melts like snowflakes, and he can't look away.
He takes another step forward and Wally steps to the side. There was familiarity between them. Wally deferred to him. Dick can't quite tell why. Though, with how Wally hasn't once looked at Clockwork, maybe it's because he's... grounded? Are all speedsters in trouble with, what, the Ghost of Time? That... actually makes perfect sense.
"I'll be honest, Nightwing: You've impressed me." The weight behind the King's words lifts the ones that've been on his shoulders since he was nine. "You remind me of myself. Maybe, if I wasn't a Halfa... If I had a mentor... I could've been like you.
"Despite Clockwork's insistence over the years that I get back in touch with the living, I've held off. When he eventually suggested that I help create another Halfa, I locked him in his tower for twenty years. I didn't want anyone to go through what I had. But, now... I see that you won't. You can't. Even if you hide this deal--our shared powers... You'll still have people by your side. Strong people. Smart people. You can already handle yourself. And I'd love to see what you can do--who you can save--with my help."
There was maybe two inches between their faces when the King finishes speaking. Dick roves his eyes across the other's face, trying to find the common and familiar ticks that show lies and deceit and manipulation. All he finds is sincerity and genuine care.
Wally plays with his fingers from the corner of his eye, gaze hopeful as he looks between the two of them. Wally, who was alive and breathing and able to leave if he accepts. Eventually. Somehow.
Dick Grayson sends a quiet apology to his parents and hopes they will forgive him for being a little bit selfish.
"I accept."
He flings his eyes open. Above him, domino mask too wobbly to be properly secured anymore, was Robin crying and begging him to wake up. His hands were sloppily placed over his heart. Batman was trying to drag him away, the firm set of his jaw screaming grief.
Nightwing gasps once he registers his lungs burning.
There's a large cacophony of noise, multiple bright suits and people hounding over him, and the distinct artificial taste of slightly-too-much oxygen that the ship with the Parademons had. That he flew out of and died. He was still too cold.
Someone moves their arm beneath his knees and shoulder and Dick passes out.
(Dick 'Nightwing' Grayson dies in space. Ghost King Danny Phantom likes this too-human Hero. They split their souls in half, take one piece of the others, and all they know is that Phantom is now Nightwing's Patron Deity. Danny uses ice, for electricity killed him. Dick uses electricity, for ice killed him. They are opposites, and yet so incredibly similar. Clockwork was looking forward to when Danny starts putting off his paperwork to hang out with his new 'friend'.)
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ok so these are pretty jumbled thoughts because i keep thinking of making this post while im at work and then forgetting what i was thinking about. but anyways.
ive been off and on thinking about maximus and blackagar and their status of king/prince. although the show version of maximus does seem to enjoy being king (more on that... eventually, in a different post), in general, it seems like neither of them particularly want or enjoy being king.
maximus spends a pretty significant amount of time trying to steal the throne, yes, but whenever he actually has it he doesn't seem that happy. as he says in uncanny inhumans,
he gains more enjoyment being a menace than anything else. being king is a large responsibility, and when blackagar isn't actively fighting to get it back, there isn't chaos. attilan's citizens don't seem to mind maximus as king, at least not enough that i can remember it being brought up, so he doesn't face much in that regard. and typically attilan isn't under some outside threat while he's king - or if they are, he doesn't show much interest or take charge, and the rest of the family deals with the problem.
then there's him allowing blackagar to reclaim the throne without any fight at all in,,, war of kings? silent war? one of those space war comics that all have similar titles, iirc.
AND him not caring even slightly when medusa has the throne in new attilan, claiming it's a boring headache.
whenever he's king, he's miserable. whenever medusa is ruling alone as queen, he shows no interest. the only time he actually cares about or shows signs of wanting to be king, is when blackagar is. and ive been trying to come with why. jealousy? does he just think he'd be better at it? believing bb is just too dangerous?
probably yes to all of that, but i think it might also have a lot to do with their parents. because yes, they died, and max blames this on bb (also more on this later), but i think it also has to do with how they ruled.
as much as blackagar has questionable morals and some really shitty behavior throughout a lot of his ruling, he clearly doesn't think or act exactly like his parents. his thoughts on the genetic council, on exiling vs killing, his constant willingness to forgive those who have harmed him, even at the cost of putting attilan at risk, the alpha primitives - all things that are pretty significant to their society that bb doesn't treat in the same light his parents did.
and as shitty as their parents were, bb and max do seem to love them. bb never really knew anyone else prior to being let out, and though max kept his powers hidden, his parents surely knew, making them the only people he could confide in. both of them were extremely isolated from anyone but their parents, and had extremely high expectations put on them from birth. they both, even well into their adult life, never seem to question or acknowledge this mistreatment, and hold their parents in extremely high regards.
royals even implies that his part in their deaths is the one thing maximus truly regrets doing:
(is this even implying? this is basically outright stating that he feels guilty about the deaths he's caused trying to oppose bb, and his parents are the ones telling him this. even if it only lasted five seconds, under the assumption he's telling the truth about this time-frame, it still existed for him)
royals also has a panel of maximus initially blaming himself for their deaths, something once and future kings also includes.
although he does end up placing heavy blame onto bb for this later, more than once it's shown that his initial reaction is to blame himself. he's definitely pretty messed up about these two deaths.
these strong regards he holds his parents in, paired with his guilt about their deaths, probably left a lot of unresolved guilt and a need to make them proud, to fufill what they wanted, even if they couldn't be there to witness any of it. max seems to think they're great rulers, and wants to do right by them.
blackagar, on the other hand, has a lot more support, from his family and from society, and although i do think their deaths affected him very heavily as well, he seems more secure in not placing it on himself. max seems to do it more as a coping mechanism, while bb just logically knows it was an accident neither had meant. he loves his parents, but he's more concerned with being a good king than being what they wanted him to be.
and if blackagar is a good king, and blackagar is doing different than their parents did, then there's some poor implications being created about their parents. if bb is a good king, and he does the opposite of their parents, if he changes the laws and allows exceptions, then whatever their parents did might be classified as wrong.
so maximus has to either confront the idea that their parents weren't perfect and all-knowing, or take the easier way out and say bb is just a bad king. i dont think maximus wants the throne because he truly wants it, but rather he's trying to preserve his parents' legacy by keeping everything exactly as they left it.
(plus, he seems to be much more chill with bb whenever they're working against a common enemy and bb is willing to harm or kill in order to protect attilan. something im sure agon would do.)
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✧ k. - nishimura riki
pairing: nishimura riki x afab!reader
summary: one wrong slip up, can shatter some hearts.
warnings: cursing
you and niki got into a heated argument, all because you tried to go through his phone for something, and he got really defensive about it.
and you immediately knew he was hiding something from you,
“you always let me look through it!? i don’t understand what changed all of a sudden.” you scoff and cross your arms as you stood from the bed, niki was sitting at the edge, his phone in his pocket as he rubbed his temples.
“just because i won’t let you go through it, means im hiding something?” he shakes his head.
“why can i just.. you never had a problem with it!” you tilt your head, “well i do now. and i don’t want you to look through my phone. now can we just go to sleep now? gosh- ive had a long day and i’m annoyed y/n.”
you scoff at his tone, “i’m good. i don’t wanna sleep in here tonight. i’ll take the couch.” you grab your pillow. “are you serious?” he watched you, you didn’t reply, you just left the room and went to the couch in the living room.
niki got up and followed you, “don’t be like this.” he sighed, “be like what?” you roll your eyes and laid the pillow down,
“you never sleep in here. can you just come to bed?” he pushed his hair back, “no. i’m fine on the couch.” you look at him.
niki was over it. he was frustrated with the day in general, back to back activities for the recent comeback, he didn’t have time to come home to this.
which is exactly why he was going to say something he was gonna regret for the rest of the night…
“you’re being so stubborn. you’re being so annoying all because i won’t let you look through my damn phone y/n?! it sounds like insecurity really..” he shouts suddenly,
you gasp softly, your eyes began to swell with tears as you looked down, niki immediately realized he messed up,
“shit.. no, hey.. i’m-
“i’m leaving.” you push past him and into the bed room, niki was confused at first but caught on what you just said, immediately chasing after you,
“babe..? where are you going?” niki asked, a hint of worry in his voice. you grab your bag, packing whatever you can, “i can’t stay here tonight.” you whisper.
niki walked over to you and grabbed your hands, “no no.. you don’t have to leave, please? i’m sorry, i don’t know why i said that.. i’ll-
“you don’t have to do anything niki. i’m just gonna go.” you zip up the bag, you walked past him and went to put on your shoes, grabbing your keys from the hook, niki followed after you,
“no baby… please, please don’t go? i’m sorry.. i really am. i don’t know why i even said that… you just.. you can’t go through my phone.” niki looked down, you wiped your eyes.
“it’s fine. i don’t want too anymore anyways.” you shrug and left the apartment door.
once the door shut, niki felt his heart shatter. “shit.. no no no..” he whispered to himself, running both hands down his face,
he knew he messed up.
he just didn’t want you to look through his phone.
not because he was cheating or.. talking to someone else.
it was because he had photos of the ring he wanted to buy to propose to you. and he couldn’t delete it.
and he knew if you seen it, it would spoil the surprise.
but he could’ve came off better with his words, he sighed to himself and sat at the counter in the kitchen, staring off at the wall.
he had to apologize to you,
and he knew the best way to do so.
a/n: this was kinda short but hey it’s been sitting in my drafts for a while, gotta post something! sorry for such a sad draft haha :(
tl: @certified-ni-ki-lover @noblub-4ulolz @yourmyst4r @vixialuvs @ni-ki-ismyluv @judeduartewannabe @soobs-things @en-chantedtomeetyou @definitelynotherr @heyniki @wntersm @geniejunn @pkjay @baevsxii @k1ttylvr @geniejunn @pkjay @chaevibes @jiyeons-closet
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