#teen titans: fireworks

[aulysoldacc]

"A hot cocoa."

[blogjhm]

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When they saw the finale of the fireworks everything was amazing

[suffocating-is-bad]

The fireworks are loud and so are the car alarms. Today is the Fourth of July, so I'll be typing about Revolution. Revolution is the seventh episode of season three and the overall 33rd episode of the Teen Titans series. It is so goofy. "King Moddy the First" brainwashed everyone in the city. The city looks so weird and trippy. For example, the sky is the British Flag. Honestly, just some good fun, especially if you want to see some British butt be kicked. It isn't as good for the historical facts though. Also... GO STARFIRE!! My girl understands democracy even if she's an alien who comes from a warrior race that has a single ruler.

[thedetectivesteve]

Cold Cases #1 - Fireworks, Ant-Man and the Wasp, Teen Titans, Go! To the Movies

This video is the first of a short-lived series that I started producing after I decided to stop making Casual Reviews. It would involve me talking about a few movies I’d seen that month instead of just making a video about each one.

[fabuloustrash05]

Do you think Mona Lisa would act like Starfire when she came to live on Earth? (their personalities are pretty similar)

Fun fact! That scene in Teen Titans where Starfire asks Robin if Earth is being attacked when they were watching fireworks is what inspired me to write my RaMona oneshot Fireworks

I even incorporated the line into the fic in my own personal way! ;)

So to answer your question, yes! Mona Lisa would definitely be like Starfire when it comes to Earth, curious, cautious, and excited all at once.

[dove00]

Running (Only Gets You So Far)

(Hi! Been a while but here’s another Bad Things Happen Bingo from @badthingshappenbingo ! This finishes Hostage Video

Warnings: hostage video, kidnapping, near death experience

Stay safe and enjoy!

Summary: The five Teen Titans are taken and put in a containment cell. Their mentors and the rest of the Justice League save them, but one of the Titans takes it the hardest.

All of his friends around him are starting to breathe slower. Wally is used to doing everything faster but he never wanted to be faster than them at breathing.

He nudged Roy, who was closest to him. “Hey, man. You have to stay awake.”

Roy barely moved but said softly, “I’m sorry.”

“Shut up.” Wally said with no heat. “Apologize when we’re not in some trap used to get the League here.”

“Never say I didn’t try.” Roy joked because truly only Roy Harper could try and make someone smile as he slowly—

“Shut up.” Wally said again.

Roy tried to sit up a little. “Where’s Dick?”

Dick sounded out of breath. “Here.” Donna moves them closer to Wally, Roy, and Garth.

“We tried everything.” Garth said.

“The League will come.” Dick said. “I heard the guy make a call. Wally, I never heard Barry swear so much.”

Wally snorted but it turned into a cough. “He’s protective.”

“Yeah…” Donna trailed. “Do you guys know I love you?”

“Love you, too.” Dick said, like it was as easy as breathing. “But sorry to break it to you. We won’t be dying here.”

Wally sometimes hates his powers. His body is dying and healing at the same time but he knows even he will have to lose this battle. He just doesn’t know why his friends have to die, too.

They sit in silence for another 30 minutes. Then, Dick sighed. “Do you think people will miss us?”

Wally wants to say: Totally. All the ladies will be in mourning.

What he does say is: “I’ll miss you all.”

“Yeah.” Roy agreed. “Plus, I’ll haunt Bruce if he tries to say he doesn’t miss you.”

Dick chuckled and then fell silent.

Aunt Iris, Wally thinks as his mind starts to fade, I love you and I’m sorry.

_________

After the call, Bruce has the video on repeat and Barry is wondering how he can stomach it.

“I want my brother freed from prison or the Teen Titans are dead.”

This is gonna haunt Barry but he powered through for Wally and the others. He’s a CSI. He knows how to look for evidence. Speed helps, too.

“I wonder how long your beloved sidekicks will last.”

Except when he can’t find the guy. The guy is smirking and then a quiet boom that Bruce has decided is not a gun but can’t think of anything else it could be. Maybe…

Barry paused the video. Before Bruce could open his mouth to say who knows what, Barry points at the abandoned warehouse roof. There’s a hole in it and the tiniest hints of a firework could be seen.

“It’s a firework.” There’s no holiday that has fireworks right now.

“Gotham has a parade.” Bruce said and Barry looked back at the screen. “It’s still going on.” He tells the parade route and Barry runs as Bruce goes to inform the others.

Please, he begs…to who knows. He just begs. Let him be on time.

Wally won’t wake up. They got everyone out and breathing. Wally should be waking up. His speed healing should’ve made him the first to wake up.

The others had to be stopped from hurting themselves to go check on Wally.

Jay comes into the room and Iris gives him a hug.

“I think it may be the fact that his powers were in use the whole time.”

“You should get some sleep.” Barry told Iris.

“So should you, but we both know you won’t.”

Wally started to groan and then sat up quickly. “Guys!”

Barry and Iris were on either side of him.

Iris told him, “All safe and all worried about you.”

“Oh.” Wally said and then smiled at them.

Barry and Iris felt a weight lift off them as he hugged them. Jay smiled at them.

Family.

[culpepper-pals]

(Haley, Oli & Cass Goth)

Oli Goth (née Titan-Ojo) is the shyer, calmer twin of David Titan-Ojo. They were born in Autumn 1 to Norah Titan and Miko Ojo. Oli has always liked to keep his social circle small, and surprised everyone when he began dating Cassandra Goth. The pair of them got married in Spring 3 and had eldest Ella the same season. Ana was born in Summer 3, after an alien abduction. Youngest child Haley was born in Winter 3.

Autumn 4 for the Goths:

The season began with a trip to school with Ana, who found herself at the centre of insults once again. After school, Ana struggled to think of a reason, but came to the conclusion she was going to try disguising her alien heritage and see if that helped. Haley became a teenager, grew into her spellcaster powers and immediately began duelling other teens. She also got detention on her first day of high school, upset Wolfgang Munch and tried summoning spirits - Haley is not a girl to be messed with! Meanwhile Oli found himself in a midlife crisis, which led to the pursuit of adventures - camping, late night strolls, sleeping in dumpsters, breaking into the Forgotten Grotto, visiting the Realm of Magic and snowboarding. Cass tried to be supportive, but Haley was actually the one who most enjoyed accompanying him. The pair of them now share an adventurous streak. The family threw a large gathering for Bonfire Night, as per tradition, but an accident with a firework ended up killing Marnie Villareal. She was brought back as a ghost, and stayed with the Goth for the rest of the season, unsuccessfully trying to use the wishing well to turn back into a human. Ana became a young adult at the end of the season and moved into her own place, ready to start university in the winter.

Oli, Cass and Haley still live at Hillside Highlands in Newcrest, meanwhile Ana has moved to 1313 21 Chic Street in San Myshuno.

[pasque-flowers]

1-50 right the fuck now! 😈wanna know all the details about you

💌

1. do you have a crush on anyone? Yeah, my boyfriend (and zendaya)

2. what’s your favorite candy? I’m more chips kind of gal and salty snacks but I love anything with caramel and strawberry flavor

3. favorite love song? Mac de Marco “together” or “wanna be yours” by arctic monkeys

4. what was your first kiss like? I don’t even remember it so I guess no fireworks

5. what was your last kiss like? Full of affection and care

6. sexual/romantic orientation? Bisexual, but heteroromantic

7. do you prefer poems or love letters? Love letters seem more authentic to me, less “made to sound good”

8. favorite fanfic trope? Idk I don’t read fanfics but I love hopeless romantic stories based in 18th century or so

9. have you ever been in love? Yes, I am still

10. favorite milkshake flavor? Strawberry or peanut butter

11. dinner dates or brunch dates? Dinner!!!! But brunch dates are cute too

12. favorite flowers? Pink roses, lilies, daisies and other wild flowers

13. favorite perfume/cologne? YSL „black opium”, Viktor&rolf „Bon bon” or Cacharel „Yes i am”

14. favorite candle scent? Vanilla, jasmine or something clean

15. what’s your ideal first date? With the right person, first of all. Dinner, drinks, making out to steamy music

16. favorite love story? “Pride and prejudice”, “little women” and all of that

17. what’s the most attractive thing a person could wear? A tuxedo, rings or birthday suit

18. chocolate, vanilla, or red velvet? Red velvet

19. snow, rain, or sun? Sun!!!

20. sweetest romantic memory? Hmm there are so many, every little surprise I get from my boyfriend is romantic. Him making me coffe everyday, dancing with me, doing silly things, comforting me when I cry. The last anniversary was very romantic I think

21. favorite dating sim (and favorite character)? Wait what??

22. fictional crushes? Edward Scissorhands, jack Sparrow, raven from teen titans, billy from stranger things

23. what’s your dream wedding like? Lots of candles and flowers, a harp of violin, wearing baby pink dress and having a dog to be a ring bearer+ obvi my bf as a future husband

24. what makes you blush? Compliments, being bossy with me and orgasms

25. do you believe in love at first sight?I do, I’m pretty sure I’ve experienced it

26. do you believe in soulmates? I do!! But I believe we have more than one

27. denim jackets, leather jackets, or bomber jackets? Leather (but only artificial!! Hurting animals is not acceptable) or denim

28. what’s your sign? Gemini

29. are you single? No

30. do you prefer to charm, or be charmed? To charm, I don’t have to do much to be fair, but I like both

31. guitar or piano? Piano

32. favorite romcom (or any romantic movie)? Ohhh god so many of them: pride and prejudice, notting hill, Bridget jones diary, 500 days of summer, atonement, how to loose a guy in 10 days, so many of them I can’t count

33. do you fall in love easily? I used to think I did, but now I’m not sure if I ever loved someone before my boyfriend came along

34. valentine's decorations: yay or nay? Yay if not tacky

35. would you prefer to propose or be proposed to? what’s your dream proposal? I’d prefer to be proposed to and have my moment ahaha. Definitely nowhere public, maybe on holidays with some amazing view? And the stone on the ring MUST BE PINK

36. cloud gazing or star gazing? Star gazing definitely

37. do you like to dance? I love love love dancing

38. what’s your OTP? That’s a hard one…. Hm… I guess Lexi and rue in euphoria

39. kittens or puppies? Both!!!

40. coffee, hot chocolate, or tea? Tea, always

41. favorite soda? Sprite I guess (but with jagermeister lol)

42. do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa? Laying dramatically and cry to sad songs

43. favorite ABBA song? S.O.S, voule-vous (excuse my French), money money, gimme gimme, the winner takes it all

44. fuck/marry/kill? (anons name 3 people of your choice) YOU DIDNT NAME ANY

45. favorite pajamas? My bfs t shirt and his boxers or a sexy nightshirt👼🏻

46. favorite liquor? White wine, jagermeister

47. do you think about love a lot? I do

48. a walk in the park or a walk on the beach? On a beach with a sunset

49. hand kisses or nose kisses? BOTH, but forehand kisses are superior (or neck kisses if ya nasty)

50. what’s your dreamhouse? With a big garden and flowers, a bit modern but not too much, big windows high ceilings, fireplace, mirror on a ceiling in a bedroom, would love some colors in pastel and some accents, lots of posters and art

GOD MY THUMBS HURT

[therapy-ghost]

Alright, here's the info:

Fandoms: DC (mostly Teen Titans) and Marvel

Name: Alexandra

Age: 17

Pronouns: She/her

Sexuality: I don't have a gender preference

Appearence: 5'11, pale skin, round shaped face with a small double chin, potato nose, chubby cheeks covered in fake freckles drawn with brown eyeliner, long dark blue hair with undercut and bangs, hazelnut brown eyes and I wear glasses.

Personality: I'm stubborn kinda bossy as I always try to defend my opinions and ideals, brutally honest, I easily affectionate to people who are nice to me and whenever I'm interested in someone, I istantly start acting clingy over them and give all of my attention to them, I curse almost religiously and I can't deal with my own emotions by myself so I can get a bit chaotic sometimes.

Dislikes: persisting people, injustices, fireworks and firecrackers, spinach, garlic, balloons, snakes

Likes: music (I listen mostly to pop, pop rock, christian rock, lo-fi, alternative and even a bit of metal), yankee candles, makeup, cats, shopping, collecting funko pops, junk food, go to theatre, amusement parks

Thank u in advance and take your time, dear xoxoxo

For dc i match you up with Raven

she isnt a cuddly person in public but loves hugs when alone.

she’s a very stiff minded person, but you open up her opinions more.

doesnt like makeup on her but is willing to try it on you.

I see her also liking movies; cuddled up during them.

she honestly doesnt mind you being clingy to her but does need her soace at points.

good mix between the chaotic good alignment and the lawful good alignment

the team ships you guys; Starfire and Cyborg are the super shipppers.

she keeps you as far away as she can from trigon; but he has seen you a few times and has tried to kill you(Raven saves you each time cause she cares to much)

and for Marvel i match you up with Shuri:

they way you described yourself is giving me Shuri vibes

music in the work shop is big

doing each others make up

always being her date to any gala she is attending.

loves showing you all her new stuff she is making.

T’challa(😢)aproves of this well matched relationship.

Okoye is with you if Shuri is off and needs Okoye somewhere else to focuse.

Shuri isnt the most cuddly person in the world but she does like holding hands over having some kind if soft contact.

If you ever want a match up please contact me and we can errage an exchange with as many fandoms as you want!

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Resolutions

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/u0b2cDK

by shanahane

“Can we do fireworks on New Year’s Eve?” “I’m sorry, chum. Ace doesn’t like them.” Ace has been trained not to mind them. Dick’s eyes widen. “He doesn’t?” “They’re loud,” Bruce says. “Even louder to him, because he’s a dog. And he doesn’t understand that they’re not a threat.” Dick’s on his knees the next second, crawling under Bruce’s chair to hug the dog by the neck. “Poor Ace,” he mumbles into the dog’s fur. “It’s okay. We won’t do fireworks.”

OR

Dick loves fireworks. Bruce doesn't. But he loves Dick, so he makes a bad call.

Words: 2647, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 20 of The world where Bruce went to therapy

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Young Justice - All Media Types, Teen Titans - All Media Types, Nightwing (Comics), DCU

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Jim Gordon, Barbara Gordon, Ace the Bat-Hound

Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne

Additional Tags: Family, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, alternative universe - no capes, Bruce went to therapy instead of becoming Batman, But he still has issues, Dick Grayson is a Ray of Sunshine, Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug, Bruce Wayne Gets a Hug, Panic Attacks, Fireworks

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/u0b2cDK

[dadswithipads]

Me live reacting to Static Shock episodes

"Ep 10 S1"

I accidentally put on ep 9 several times and was confused as how I recognized the episode and then realized that I watched it LITERALLY LAST NIGHT.

The opening theme is so cute. Still.

"Stringer Live!"-- I thought it said "stranger" lmao.

Richie u are being questioned. By me.

Aw Virgil.

"Hoping to change that"????????like propose!!??

"Im my music". Bro not him making it his entire personality trait.

" nothing's going to happen". Ok. Doubt. THISE R SOME BUG ASS FIREWORKs.

AGAIN!

Dam Static. "Shock Jock".

Did teen titans steal onyx? He looks like the boulder guy. From the first ep of TT.

Music choice my beloved.

Aw Sharon. Baby😔.

"Chicks man". -BRUH I WAS TRYNA SPELL IT ANF I PUT "COCK" LMAFO FITTING. thank u Richard.

Interesting power she holds. "Cutie". How old is she? Maybe it was a motherly thing idfk.

My boy pops gonna hav3 metahumans in the house now. "Your friend" lmao.

Aww Virichie.

The fking couch with eyeballs just sitting there like :

They got into that car fast. Lmao Richie.

LMAO THAT IMAGE.

"I see London, I see France"

The puns. ART💞

[squiddybeifong]

The way you said “I love you:” Through a song - Damirae

Number 23: Through a song

Couple: Damirae (DC, Teen Titans)

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They had somehow gotten roped into babysitting duty. Now, Raven would never refer to it as something she was “roped into.” No, the mage had absolutely fallen for Tommy’s chubby cheeks and squeaky babbles. But, try as he might to keep his fondness off his face, Damian had to admit that the baby did have the power to tug at his heartstrings. He would never admit it out loud, it seemed like Grayson and Gordon did something right in terms of cuteness, if Tommy’s bright blue eyes and freckled limbs meant anything.

The son of Batman sighed as he set about fixing their tea. To his side, Tommy’s bottle was soaking in a bowl of warm water. Glancing at the timer, Damian quickly placed the teabags into the cups -- Earl Grey for him, Peppermint for her -- and placed everything on a tray. His nose wrinkled as he fought back the need to snort at the messy stick figures carved near the handle; Grayson’s work, no doubt.

He heard his nephew start to fuss and Raven’s quiet hums quickly followed. The swordsman made his way back to the baby’s room only to stop in the doorway when he heard singing.

“Wise… men… say,” Her voice was slow and languid in the dark of the room. Damian watched, transfixed, as Raven swung in soft circles, leisurely dancing with Tommy propped up in her arms. His tiny fingers were bunched on the fabric covering her biceps; they softly clenched and unclenched as the half-demon ran her fingers through his wispy hair.  

Something odd fluttered in Damian’s chest at the sight of the two. She hadn’t noticed his arrival yet and continued to sing, “Only fools...rush...in,” They looked like they belonged together, as if they were a scene plucked out of some Romantic painting. Tommy, in his pajama onesie, seemed content enough but Raven…

She looked maternal.

Damian leaned against the door, the creak drawing her violet eyes to him, and he smiled at her. Her eyes were half lidded as she sung, “But I… can’t help… falling in love… with you…” Tommy softly cooed out and she bounced him as Damian handed her the bottle, crooning out, “Shall… I… stay?”

Raven paused and pressed a kiss to Tommy’s forehead, relief flooding her when he seemed to be calming down, “Would it be… a… sin?” She felt a surge of fondness and held Tommy a little closer, incredibly cognizant of and urged on by Damian’s presence.

The smell of tea was filling the room. She forced her amethyst eyes away from the baby and landed on Damian. Some unknown emotion was hovering around him, just out of reach. He looked at her, his expression unreadable sans the slight blush that burned his ears and dusted his cheeks.

Their eyes met and Raven felt the words slip off her tongue as she sang to him, “If I… can’t help… falling in love... with… you?”

[kasieli]

HEY GUYS! So I’ve been collaborating with the fantastic @teentitansfireworks to create a cover for his fanfic, Teen Titans: Fireworks. And without further ado, here it finally is! Go check it out if you haven’t already, it’s an excellent read, especially for all you Damian x Raven fans out there.

[teentitansblackbird]

Chapter 4

The Watchtower. April 24th, 2028. 2:40 PM EST.

Damian entered the computer room and pulled his cowl off, letting a worn sigh pass his lips as he approached the seated figure currently still unaware of his presence. He didn’t think too much on it, but he and Drake hadn’t talked much since Damian became Batman. After Tim earned his Master’s in Forensics, he and Stephanie were in and out of Gotham rather frequently. Of course they saw each other every November, but they hadn’t actually sat down and had a proper conversation since… well, since Damian had been Robin.

“You certainly seem to enjoy monitor duty,” the Batman said as he leaned over the other cowled figure’s shoulder.

The Red Robin smiled as he looked back to meet his younger brother’s eyes. “Well, Stephanie always says I’m good with computers.”

“How are they, by the way?” Damian asked, taking the open seat beside Tim and running his eyes over the swarm of displays before him.

“Good,” Tim smirked. “Ryan’s about ready to start walking.”

“That’s big,” The younger man remarked, his eyebrows raised.

“Well… not as big as your news,” Tim said with a wink. “Congratulations, man.”

“Thank you,” Damian replied, rolling his eyes. He wasn’t surprised; Tim had a way of finding things out.

“Boy or girl?” The older brother leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, his eyes moving back to the screens.

“We don’t know yet,” Damian leaned back, looking at the photograph Tim had placed on the console. In it he could see Stephanie smiling back at him, holding young Ryan in her arms. The boy had her hair and Tim’s eyes. Ryan was rather soft-spoken, not quick to warm up to new people. Still, the baby took to Damian well enough, much to his relief.

“You got names picked out?”

“Yeah.” Damian smiled. “Thaddeus if it’s a boy. Angela if it’s a girl.”

“Thaddeus…” Tim turned to look back at Damian. “Like Alfred.”

“Mhmm,” Damian replied. “And Angela for Arella, Raven’s mother.”

“Where is she, by the way?” Tim reached for his coffee as he asked.

“She’s gone to see Zatanna, tell her the news…” Damian paused for a moment before looking back to Tim. “Is Superman around?”

“The big one? Yeah, he’s here talking to some of the new guys,” the other replied. “Haven’t seen yours around, though. Sorry.”

“Ah well. Thanks anyways…” Damian sighed as he looked past the displays out at the planet below. He’d seen the Earth from orbit countless times during his time as Batman, being in and out of the Watchtower periodically. But even so, the sight of the world from so far away still seemed to mesmerize him every time.

“You hear anything from Jason lately?” Tim asked, casting his gaze out at the planet as well.

“No, not in awhile…” Damian was a bit slow to reply, thinking to himself. “Pretty sure he’s still on the road with Harper and Starfire.”

“Hmm…” Tim leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. “I should probably give him a call. Make sure he’s not in jail or anything.” Damian stifled a laugh at the idea. Wouldn’t surprise him one bit; Todd was as dependable as they come, but that didn’t make him reasonable. He was still a loose cannon, and rarely did he ever do things by the book. That pattern of behavior evidently had rubbed off on Kori and Roy as well, earning their little triad a new moniker: “The Outlaws”. Damian thought it was a bit concerning, but he knew Jason meant well.

“Oracle to Batman. Dame, you there?” Damian jolted back to the present as Barbara’s voice came over his communicator. He quickly slid his cowl back on and engaged the suit’s HUD to see his sister-in-law looking back at him.

“Batman here,” the Dark Knight replied. “Go ahead, Oracle.”

“You need to get back to Gotham, now. Quinn says she’s going after Joker, and she needs you to come with her.”

“For God’s sake, I told her not to…” the Bat let out an irritated groan. “Fine, I’m on my way.” Damian looked back over his shoulder at Tim with a smile. “Drop by the Manor sometime. Dad’d probably like to hear from you.”

“We will,” Tim waved back at him. “See you soon, Little D.”

John Constantine’s apartment. Paddington, London. April 24th, 2028. 7:45 PM BST.

A light splash of water spilled into the doorway as the sorcerer stumbled through the doorway, his coat drenched from a walk in the rain. Cursing himself for not bringing an umbrella, Constantine stared back at his reflection in the mirror as the door slid closed behind him. He ran a hand roughly through his greying hair, studying the subtle lines of age beginning to show beneath his light beard. Time was beginning to catch up to him, it seemed. He smiled weakly, wondering why time had been so much kinder to his partner. Zatanna had hardly changed in the past ten years, he thought. Or maybe he just didn’t notice because they were always around each other. Despite the occasional fighting and butting heads, Zatanna Zatara was the only person John could always come back to at the end of the day. She just got him, better than anybody. Sure it sucked a little not living in the House anymore, but he didn’t mind. He hardly used all the space to begin with.

“Z, I’m back,” he called into the apartment as he stepped away from the mirror. “Knocked of early tonight, everybody was ‘eaded on home an account of all the…”

Constantine trailed off when he discovered that Zatanna had company over, locking eyes with Raven as he walked into the room.

“Hey John,” the younger mage spoke gently, leaned back into the sofa next to her sister. “How’s work?”

The detective chuckled. “Crap as always,” he replied. “Good to see ya, Sunshine.” Constantine shuffled further into the room, planting a quick peck on Zatanna’s forehead as he walked by her before dropping into his recliner.

“You hear the news?” Zatanna looked over at John as she took Raven’s hand. “You’re gonna be an uncle, pal.”

“I hadn’t heard,” John answered, peeking up as he did so, “but I could feel somethin’ comin’ off ya when I walked in. Kid’s got a strong spirit, an’ that energy comes off ya real strong if ya know how to sense it.”

“I know what you mean,” Raven said, looking down at her abdomen. “I could feel it almost as soon as it happened. I didn’t realize then what it was, but…”

“It?” John piped up curiosity. “What ya mean 'it’? Can’t ya… can’t ya tell what…”

Raven’s eyes widened. “Wait… you can??”

Zatanna turned back to Raven, one eyebrow cocked. “You really can’t? I thought you knew, what have you been doing up in that penthouse if you can’t tell?”

Constantine let out a laugh. “Boy, are you outta practice, aren’t ya kiddo?” He smirked as he began to pull off his tie. “You wanna know?”

“No!” Raven threw her hands up as she spat the word out, almost frantically. “I mean, not yet. Damian and I said we want to find out together.”

“Seems fair,” the older magician grunted as he propped his feet up on the coffee table. Before Zatanna could open her mouth with a “get your feet off the table, you moron”, a quick alert tone sounded from Raven’s communicator.

“Crap, I gotta take this, it’s from… huh.” Raven looked down in surprise at the ID displayed on her communicator. “That’s… wow, after all this time… I’ll be just a second.” Without another word, Raven quickly stood up and walked into the kitchen. Just as she left the room, John and Zatanna both looked right at each other, their faces both beaming.

“Ohhhhh ho ho, boy,” Constantine whispered. “Little Batsy’s gonna 'ave his 'ands full!”

“Right?” Zatanna replied, grinning wildly. “Can you even picture that punk with a kid?”

“Swear to god, we HAVE to get over to visit sometime,” the detective began to scheme, “even if i’s just to catch the freakin’ Batman at a little tea party in makeup for his princess!”

“You shut your mouth, John Constantine,” the older mage-girl snipped playfully, “there’s no way that little girl is gonna be the princess type. Have you SEEN her parents?”

“Z, I’ve 'eard the stories about that wank Raven 'ooked up with! They called 'im 'Prince Damian’! The girl’s already a prin–”

Both of them froze upon hearing the thump of Raven’s communicator hitting the floor, turning to see her walk back into the room.

“… cess.”

Raven’s eyes widened. “… you’re messing with me.”

Zatanna quickly stood up, walking quickly to Raven’s side. “Sis, I’m so sorry. We didn’t mean for you to– oof!” The words cut off as Raven’s arms slung around Zatanna’s neck, holding her tight.

“It’s fine,” Raven assured, a smile forming on her face as her cheek pressed into her sister’s. “This is… this is just… oh my god, it’s a girl, isn’t it?”

Constantine rose to his feet, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “Heh, sorry kid. But 'ey, at least now namin’ the kid’ll be easier!”

Raven beamed back at John contently. “Actually, we already have a name picked out…” her cheeks began to redden slightly as she looked down. “… her name is Angela.”

CADMUS Headquarters, Washington DC. April 24, 2028. 11:36 PM EST.

“Welcome back to the real Project CADMUS, Mr. Wayne.”

The glass elevator doors swiveled back as Bruce walked alongside Director Waller into the dimly lit corridor. Aside from the hum of electricity, the hall of massive marked doorways was eerily quiet, save for the rhythmic clatter of the two elders’ footsteps, accompanied by the tap of Bruce’s cane. The old billionaire scanned his eyes over each doorway carefully, taking mental note of each door’s designation. He’d have to enter these into the Batcomputer when this whole ordeal was done… Bruce never trusted Cadmus. Not when he was the Batman, not they first came to into the public eye, and certainly not now. They made a habit of meddling in affairs that they had no business meddling in.

The two of them stopped abruptly at the end of the hallway and turned to the door on the left. PROJECT: KR, the door read.

“Mr. Wayne, before I show you what’s behind this door, I need to know you trust me, and that I can trust you. No more secrets here…” Waller peered over at Bruce from the corner of her eye. “… so you can go ahead and ditch that two-bit walking stick. I’m not buying your old cripple act.” Bruce looked back at the woman for a moment, before a faint smirk appeared on his wrinkled face. Chuckling low in his chest, the old Bat stood up straight, collapsing his cane and tucking it away in his coat. Waller shook her head subtly as she pressed her thumb to the print scanner on the wall. A puff of steam emitted from the doorway as the enormous metal door rose out of sight, and the two of them stepped forward into the room.

What stood before Bruce shook him to his core: at the very back of the room was a stasis pod, with the shield of the House of El emblazoned on the glass. Inside the pod was a boy, who looked about the age of sixteen, who bore a striking resemblance to…

“Dear god, Amanda…” Bruce muttered. “… what have you done?”

The old woman stepped forward, making her way to the console beside the boy. “Bruce Wayne, I’d like you to meet the Superboy.” Upon entering a few commands into the console, the pod erupted with a billow of steam as the glass case began to rise. As the fog dissipated, the boy opened his eyes slowly, revealing the same electric blue irises that Bruce had looked back into time and again throughout the years. Waller smiled. “Superboy, come greet our guest.” Immediately, the boy dropped to the floor from his pod, and walked up to the old man.

“Hello, Mr. Wayne,” the creature said quietly. “I am Superboy.”

Bruce’s brow furrowed as he thought hard about the situation he was in. The kid even sounded like the Boyscout. But his tone, the way he looked at him, the slight tremble in the boy’s knees… something was off.

“Waller, you need to start explaining exactly who and what this is, and why he’s here.”

Waller cocked an eyebrow. “Go ahead, child.”

The boy looked down at his feet for a moment before looking back up and meeting Bruce’s eyes. “I am a genetic replication of the hero called Superman. My purpose is to supplant the Superman should he fall in battle, or to destroy him should his behavior become contradictory to the interests and survival of the human race.”

Bruce crossed his arms, still processing this information. “You’re a clone of Superman.”

“Yes sir,” the creature replied, “however, I am not a perfect replication. Due to the limitations of modern human science, CADMUS was unable to produce a full Kryptonian. Instead, I am a human-Kryptonian hybrid, engineered to have as many of Superman’s traits and abilities as possible.”

“And I suspect you’ve never left this facility?” The old vigilante asked.

“No sir,” the boy answered. “The risk of Superman discovering my existence was deemed to great to permit my exposure to the outside world. Instead, I have lived here for the past year since my creation, developing my abilities and replenishing my strength through exposure to microscopic yellow suns kept within this facility.”

“Smart…” Bruce looked back to Waller, his expression grim. “So why are you showing me this?”

“Because I need some things from you. Three things, to be exact.” Amanda walked back from the console to join the two others in the room. “First and foremost, I need a favor…”

“A favor?”

“Yes…” Waller put her hand on Superboy’s shoulder. “I’ve had a change of heart after seeing how well the other Superman has been doing. What was his name? Jonathan?”

Bruce remained silent.

“Well, either way…” Waller looked to Superboy, then back to the old man. “Superboy has expressed a few times that he wants to see the rest of the world. He wants to know what it’s like out there, and… honestly, there’s not much left for him here. Doesn’t seem right to keep the boy locked away anymore.”

“This is rather out of character for you, isn’t it?” Bruce asked.

“Maybe so, but I stand by my decision. And I need your help.” Waller took another step towards Bruce. “I need you to take Superboy with you. Bring him to Superman, let him have a chance at a real life.”

“Why didn’t you just call Superman?” The Batman inquired, his eyes squinting with suspicion.

A twinge of a smirk appeared on Waller’s face. “Because you’re easier to reach, Mr. Wayne.” Bruce shook his head before looking back at the clone.

Superboy reached out, placing a hand gently on Bruce's arm. “Please.”

[dylan-hague]

Are you still in the DamiRae fandom? I think you are but haven't seen much from you lately. I really liked the story you wrote for them! You were one of the first DamiRae fanfics that I read and it helped get me into the fandom. No pressure, just curious from a fellow DamiRae stan. 😊

Hey, sorry I haven’t replied! Things have been... difficult on my end this year.

To answer your question, I do still ship Damirae. They’re always gonna be a part of my experience not just as a fan, but as a writer. That said... I honestly don’t know if or when I’ll make any new content for the ship. I sometimes think I’ll get back to work on Blackbird, but I have three other books—all original works, which I could hopefully sell at some point—currently in-progress, so it’s not likely that I’ll be picking it up anytime soon.

But I do appreciate your asking after me, and it means so much to know you enjoyed my previous work! Good to know the ship is still active. Keep it up, keep the scene alive!

[arctic4life]

I have a problem- I CANT STOP DRAWING THEM