#Delta Force Heroes

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Remembering cult film icon Steve James on the anniversary of his date of birth. (1952 - 1993) Here's some American Ninja fan art to celebrate!

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[breannasfluff]

An Unlikely Den

For the raviolishipweek prompts. Rated T for sickfic.

Spring. New life. New beginnings. New dens. 

Ravio flutters his hands as he paces, then strangles his scarf for nothing better to do. Spring means denning season. Spring means danger, in Lorule. Sure, he’s staying with Mr. Hero, now, but denning is common in both realms. 

Ravio’s only heard fairytales, whispered late at night by those romantic enough to still believe, on what denning season should be. 

A time for a pack to settle and rest. While alphas have a challenge season in the fall, fighting for pack positions, omegas have denning season in spring. The urge to nest grows stronger. Find someplace safe and quiet and settle down to relax. It’s a time to dote on pups if a pack has any. Otherwise, it’s time to tell stories and bond, taking a break from daily life. 

At least, that’s what the fairytales say. 

Lorule is nothing like that. In a land that’s slowly dying, alphas are rewarded for being cruel. Betas are just as bad, jockeying to take an alpha’s position while suppressing the deltas below. Deltas snap at each other as much as those above and below them. Pack means little when everyone is clawing for the top. 

Omegas are at the bottom. Pups spent as little time as omegas as possible, fighting out their siblings to rise in ranks, or breaking off to find new pack gangs. Children are raised with harsh discipline and raised voices. Outside of children, omega status is reserved for those forced out of upper positions as punishment. 

Or cowards, if you are Ravio. The constant power struggle terrifies him. The way packs treat each other; it’s barely a step above stabbing each other in the back. 

Hilda is an alpha and, for a while, took care of Ravio. He’d been a delta, hoping to learn and grow into a beta. 

But then Yuga came along, poisoning Hilda against him. He was pushed out and down till he reached omega status. There he remains. 

Even with that adventure over and Lorule saved, he’s terrified of reaching above his station again. One apology from Hilda doesn’t outweigh the multitude of times he’s heard disparaging jabs about his lack of skills.

Ravio is still dithering when footsteps echo and the front door opens. 

“I’m heading out for a bit,” Link calls. “Need anything?”

“No thank you!” Is his voice strangled? Will Link catch the agitation in his scent?

The door closes and Link leaves, none the wiser. 

Ravio sags against a wall, untangling his hands from his scarf. He doesn’t have the easy neutrality of a delta that Link does, so he’s stuck with omega instincts. That means denning. 

If only Sheerow were here to keep him company, but the bird is gone carrying a message to Hilda. She’ll be back in a few days, by which point Ravio should be back to normal. 

Dens should be a safe place for a pack to rest together. Plenty of pillows and soft blankets, encouraging lounging or napping. Alphas help keep the omegas cool, promoting large cuddle piles and further group bonding. 

As an omega in Lorule, denning is a terrifying risk. Dens can never be in the same place twice, lest they are discovered. 

Lorulians take a vindictive pleasure in turning out adult omegas to suffer in the inhospitable land. As a society, the idea that you earned this burns strong. 

Ravio’s long grown to resent denning. As a child, it was enjoyable; a time to be taken care of and coddled—as much as any children in Lorule are coddled. 

As an adult, it’s another reminder of his place in society and how fleeting safety can be. Without a pack, he is forced to curl up in small nooks and crannies, sweating or clutching an ice rod for a chill. The threat of discovery always looms. 

Link’s era is wonderful, but there’s been no mention of denning season being any different. Ravio needs to prepare for the worst. 

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Underfell Sans & Papyrus character sheets (Updated version)

RED (Underfell Sans)

Backstory : Red survived all along with his little brother in the streets after his father got assassinated by some rivals. Times were hard, and that fragilized the relationship between the brothers, Red being the careful one and Edge trying to rebel against anything he said, and even engaging in the Royal Guard to prove him he had no control on him and wasn't his dad. After that, their life got slightly easier, but their relationship became bitter. Constantly bickering, constantly having to hide to avoid Edge's rivals to see him as a weakness, being force to consider his brother like his boss. Red lost hope of things even getting better, until a smal child fell and made him realize his brother actually still cared for him. Once the Barrier broken, they tried to live together for a while, but that didn't work, as they both fell into their old habits. Choosing to live separate was actually their best decision as they since slowly learned to get along again, and they're trying to fix the mistakes of the past. It's still hard, there are periods where they can'tbear each other, but it's way better than what it used to be.

Personality : Apprehensive - Inappropriate - Charming - Competitive - Uncoopérative - Cynical - Defiant - Difficult - Disrespectful - Fair - Faithful - Fiery - Fierce - Finicky - Flirtatious - Frank - Harsh - Impatient - Impolite - Impulsive - Very dependant - Irritable - Jealous - Jumpy - Lazy - Logical - Loyal - Mean - Moody - Obscene - Opportunist - Perceptive - Picky - Proud - Resentful - Sarcastic - Sassy - Straightforward - Wary - Grouchy

Job : Mechanic engeneer

Hobbies : Working on cars and on his motocycle, watching telenovelas to make fun of the characters, visiting forbidden places, finding new ways to annoy Grillby, pranking his brother or his S/O, bitching on his Karen neighbour.

Loves : Grease food, dinosaurs, hard mechanics, cars, being pet on the head, his brother, sleeping for 48 hours straight, taunting random people in bars to see how they'll react, big dogs, his freedom.

Hates : Doomfanger, his brother, heckin salad and broken glass lasagnas, nightmares, loud noises, people making fun of his inhability to express his feeling, being vulnerable, being nice to his Karen neighbour after he messed up bad, lemons square, being awoken before lunch, people touching his things.

The S/O of his dream : He doesn't think he can ever have a S/O so someone who shows interest and he's completely paralyzed lol. Clearly someone who has an interest in cars though, so he can talk for hours and hours with them.

Dealbreaker : Treating him like an idiot, trying to fix his relationship with his brother, using how he opens up when he trusts you against him as it's really hard for him to show some vulnerability.

Contacts :

Family : Edge

Best friends : UF Grillby - Copper

Close friends : UT Grillby - UF Undyne - UF Alphys - Oak - Pumpkin - Chief - Rus - Wine - Coffee - Sam - Ben - Fang

Friends : Sans - UT Alphys - UT Frisk - Honey - Nugget - Willow - Nox - Rumba - Demon - Killer - Delta

OK/Neutral : UT Undyne - UT Burgerpants - UT Gerson - Sun - Rambo - Salsa - Error

Would better avoid : Papyrus - UT Toriel - UT Asgore - UT Chara - UT Asriel/Flowey - Blue - Moon - Creeper - Ink - Dune

Absolutely hates : UT Mettaton - UT Gaster - UT Muffet - Tango - Torpedo

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EDGE (Underfell Papyrus)

Backstory : Edge wanted to be a hero in a world that hated heroes. He learned it the hard way, risking his life stupidly as a kid just because he wanted to prove his brother was wrong to protect him that much. His ultimate defiance? Joining the Royal Guard, despite his brother screaming it was the worst idea ever. It was indeed, but by the time he realized it, he was a Captain, stuck in his role and unable to flee to survive one more day. Stubborn, he refused to show any weakness, forcing Red to follow along even though he never wanted to be the brother of the captain of the Royal Guard. Their relationship became more and more tense, to the point it almost broke. Thanks to Frisk, however, Edge realised how he hurt him these last years, and he's now trying to be better, even if it's not that easy. He's trying, but years of telling himsef he has to be strong and not show any emotion didn't do it any favor. It's better than it used to be, but Edge knows it could never be like it was when they were children. They are too different, they don't have the same objectives. He hopes it can get better one day.

Personality : Active - Allert - Ambitious - Anxious - Argumentative - Arrogant - Athletic - Bold - Calculating - Cheeky - Confident - Critical - Dedicated - Efficient - Fashionable - Fierce - Hardworking - Honest - Creative - Indepenent - Irritable - Kindhearted - LOUD - Moody - Judgemental - Observant - Old-fashioned - Patient - Pessimistic - Polite - Realistic - VERY resentful - Responsible - King of Sass - Snobbish - Strict - Stubborn - Sulky - Trustworthy - Versatile - Protective

Job : Legal consultant, pet shelter volunteer and volunteer cook for aid organizations

Hobbies : Brushing his baby cat, buying new toys to his baby cat, cooking, jogging, fighting with Undyne, bitching on people with Undyne, going to store and embrace the Karen spirit to have free stuff.

Loves : Doomfanger, fighting, cooking, searching for trouble, lasagnas, cats, when people manage to scare him and survive, challenges, dark chocolate, visiting new places, surfing, raging on video games for no reason other than make the other laugh, taunting Undyne and teasing her for her relationship with Alphys, how Frisk sees him as some sort of super-hero.

Hates : Fighting with his brother, Asgore, people abandoning their pets for no valid reason at the shelter, people mistreating animals on the Internet for views, when Doomfanger pees on his bed because he pet another cat, people calling him insensitive, people criticizing his cooking and especially his lasagnas, when Red is trashing the house.

The S/O of his dream : Someone clean, who's not pushing him and who understands he's not being mean on purpose. He's struggling. He likes flirtatious people more than he lets on.

Dealbreaker : Hurting Undyne, Frisk or Red, talking to him like he's an idiot, using his level of violence against him, ignoring him for no reason.

Contacts :

Family : Red - Doomfanger - UF Frisk

Best friends (but would never say it outloud) : Nox - UF Undyne

Close friends : Rus - Wine - Coffee - Copper - Chief - Delta - UF Alphys - UF Grillby

Friends : UT Undyne - UT Frisk - UT Mettaton - Honey - Pumpkin - Rumba - Sam - Ben -

OK/Neutral : UT Alphys - UT Chara - UT Gerson - Oak - Killer - Moon - Sun - Rambo - Salsa - Error

Would better avoid : Sans - Papyrus - UT Toriel - UT Grillby - UT Muffet - UT Asriel/Flowey - Nugget - Dune

Absolutely hates : UT Asgore - UT Gaster - UT Burgerpants - Blue - Willow - Tango - Demon - Creeper - Fang - Torpedo (ESPECIALLY HIM) - Ink

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[jasntodds]

Caving In [10]

Pairing: Gar Logan x Fem!Powered!Reader, Jason Todd x Fem!Powered!Reader

Words: 17,220 

Chapter Warnings: Swearing, fluff, canon typical things, canon violence, mentions of blood, mentions of injuries, angst, there’s a mention of dissociation in a nonchalant manner, a mention of drug addiction, reader and jason share 1 braincell while gar gets to have his own, it’s the start of the deathstroke chapters so lol, kidnapping

Summary: ❝Tell me Atlas: What is heavier, The world or its people’s hearts?❞ You never expected your life to end up this way, turned upside down by an infamous Gotham villain. It’s been a living hell, every single day, until Dick Grayson brings you to Titans tower where you meet Gar Logan and Jason Todd.

A/N: Should I tell you guys who the endgame is? lol Because I do know that and have it all plotted out lol I am easily motivated to post more often when I get feedback 😂 You can add yourself to the tag list below, ask me to be tagged, or you can follow my library blog @jasntoddslibrary​ and turn on notifications if you prefer that!!

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When Dick comes back to the tower, Rose is still with him. The four of you are collectively surprised until you find out it’s because there was a bomb in the jeep that almost killed the two of them. That’s a fair reason to have a second thought about staying at the tower. But, that brings up the perfect opportunity for you, Gar, and Jason to tell Dick about Deathstroke being Rose’s dad. Dick didn’t have a reaction you could read well but asked to see what you all found, completely choosing to ignore how you found out. That’s a discussion for another time.

In the comms lab, all of you gather around the computer where everything about Rose and Deathstroke is still pulled up for Dick to see.

“That’s Rose’s father?” Rachel asks.

“Yep. The one and only Deathstroke.” Jason’s voice has hints of amazement, the smallest of grins pulling at the left corner of his mouth. Of course, Jason would find it fascinating.

“Is that somebody you know?” Rachel asks, turning to look at Dick.

“Kind of, old Titans business.” Dick says, keeping a straight face and you raise your brows. Yeah, old Titans business as in he killed one of them.

“Check it,” Gar brings up another screen. “Former Delta Force Commando part of hive.” Gar says, the last part almost sounding like a question. “Select soldiers who underwent a series of experimental bio-enhancements.” Gar pauses for a second. “Huh, out of the thirty-five trial subjects, the only one to survive was Slade Wilson.” Gar pauses for another second reading the screen. “Interpol says he retired years ago after the death of his son, Jericho. I-I tried having the computer find something--”

“I’ll take it from here.” Dick cuts Gar off, walking over to him and exiting out of the screens with Rose and Slade.

All of the you watch him with suspension but before anyone can question him, the security alarm goes off. Dick pulls up the screen to the front door where three people are standing.

“So, I guess you changed the code.” The woman with dark hair says.

“Finally.” Rachel says, a large smile on display as she sounds relieved.

“Who’s here?” You ask, looking around the room, not able to see onto the smaller monitor in front of Dick.

“You’ll love them.” Rachel beams, walking over to you and grabbing your hand to pull you along. “Donna, Dawn, and Hank.” Rachel starts as the two of you walk down the hallway, the two boys right behind you. “Donna is Wondergirl.” Rachel starts.

“Sorry, what now? Wondergirl like THE Wondergirl?” Your voice raises, excitement flooding your tone.

“Yep! Dawn, the one with white hair, she’s Dove and Hank is Hawk.” Rachel explains.

“The original Titans, okay.” You nod your head and you are so excited.

The original Titans, that’s awesome, actually one of the coolest things that’s ever happened. They’re real superheroes and it’s Wondergirl. One of the coolest heroes ever. And to top it off, that means the tower is gaining two more women in the tower which is always a plus. Rachel and the boys, including Jason, actually seem really excited to see them which is all a good sign to you.

“You guys have no clue how much this place misses you.” Rachel says as she greets Dawn.

Dawn embraces her in a hug. “This place, huh?”

“Mostly just me.” Rachel says.

“And me, too.” Gar says before he gets his own hug from Dawn, you staying back and observing. It is weird that this is like a thing. They’re all…friends.

“Hey, you’re new.” Hank says from the back, looking behind Gar to you.

You nods. “I am.” You step forward awkwardly, Gar gesturing a hand out to introduce you.

“This is Y/n.” Gar beams.

“It’s nice to meet you, Y/n.” Dawn’s voice is sweet and soft. “I’m Dawn, he’s Hank, and that’s Donna.” She says as she jerks her head towards Donna who’s just finished giving Rachel a hug.

“You, too. Original Titans.” You say, a gleaming smile coming to your face. You’re nearly bouncing with excitement while trying not to make it seems obvious how cool this is.

“That’s us.” Hank says, a little exasperation in his voice. “Got any…talents we should know about?” Hank asks.

You hold your hands up, as if to be surrendering before your palms start glowing. That catches everyone’s attention. “Acid generation.”

“And combat clairvoyance.” Jason says from his spot near the fireplace. He doesn’t do the whole ‘welcome back’, ‘glad to see you again’ reunions even if he is glad to have them around.

“Well, alright then.” Hank nods, seeming to approve.

“Did Dick find you?” Dawn asks.

“He did.” You keep it short, not wanting to go over the play-by-play yet again.

“He has a thing for strays.” Donna says, giving you a quick smile.

“Noticed.” You laugh softly.

“Where’s Kory?” Rachel asks, looking to Donna.

You look to Gar for clarification. "The cool alien that sounds like a badass?"

"Yeah," Gar chuckles. "That's Kory.

Dick walks up from behind you and Gar, gaining the entire room’s attention. He asks if they were followed but it doesn’t seem like they were. You, Gar, Jason, and Rachel look around, confused by the question but none of you have the nerve to ask.

“Can you guys give us a minute, please?” Dick asks the four of you.

None of you question him and just do as he asks, Jason hanging back a second wanting to be involved but Dick asks him to leave, too. The four of you go off to your rooms to change for training practice. That’s more than likely what Dick wants you to do while he talks to the older Titans anyway. And it’s a pretty easy way to waste time as you wait for further information. So, you all get changed and head to the training room.

You run through a few drills before agreeing to start a sparring session the way Dick wants you to train. Blindfolds and wooden swords, preparing for the day someone tries to take your other senses from you. You have specific instructions to try and ignore the throbbing in the back of your head while you spar because ‘one day it may not be there and you shouldn’t rely on it’. You just roll your eyes whenever Dick says that. It always sounds so dumb even if he might be right. Whatever Jerry did to you, there isn’t any telling if it’s actually permanent. So, you do your best to ignore it.

The four of you get your blindfolds on, taking positions on the mat with your wooden swords and arm pads to protect yourselves. You stretch your shoulders while Gar hunkers towards the floor, Rachel moving her neck side to side and Jason preparing to attack the three of you. It’s never on purpose, but you do tend to gang up on him a little. Jason is just a force when sparring. It’s like the three of you don’t stand a great chance unless you end up working together. It’s never planned but it seems to always play out that way in the end, with you still usually losing.

“Ready?” Jason asks.

“Yep.” You say.

“Ready.” Rachel confirms.

“Let’s go.” Gar says, Gar and Jason the most serious sounding of the four of you.

Gar lunges forward first, his sword almost hitting Jason as Jason swings at Rachel. You swing your sword near Gar, tapping his arm. And the sparring begins. The throbbing in your head is annoying. It’s not painful but annoying. One of the good things about sparring with three people is everyone is fighting for their lives at the same time. You have a harder time figuring out where the throbbing is pointing in a situation like this because ignoring it isn’t exactly that easy.

When you’re just sparring with Jason or Gar, the throbbing is specifically located wherever they are. If they’re behind you, it’s in the very back of your head right at the base. But if they’re to the side, the throbbing switches and leans closer to whatever side they’re on. This is different though because all three of the others are coming from all different directions and it actually forces you to figure out where they are based on movement and the sounds they make, the sounds of their feet, the wooshing of the air. It’s not easy. The throbbing is still distracting.

Jason hits Gar in the back, sending him forward and in a quick motion, he gets you in the stomach, sending you right into Gar as you both fall to the ground. Before even taking a breath, Jason smacks Rachel in the head, sending her to the ground.

“Houston, we have contact!” Jason yells as he rips his blindfold off.

“You okay?” Gar asks as he takes his blindfold off, still on the floor with you.

“Yeah, you?” You ask, taking your own blindfold off only for you to see a cloud of black stringy smoke coming out of Rachel.

The two of you get to your feet, watching with a sense of worry and a touch of horror. You’ve never seen Rachel’s powers before but now you consider yourself lucky for that. You knew it was a little strange and it is dangerous. Rachel doesn't have much control over it and she tried to explain it to you in a little more detail but seeing it is a completely different story. It's a bit terrifying to say the least.

“Are we still sparring?” Jason asks, getting the sense that Rachel is definitely not sparring.

“That doesn’t look good.” You mutter to Gar. 

“Rachel?” Gar asks with caution but not daring to move toward her.

Rachel’s eyes glow red with the gem-like piece in the center of her forward while she gets to her feet and faces Jason. The slime-like sometimes surrounds her before she lunges forward and grabs Jason by the neck, levitating them both far above the ground. Gar and you watch in a sense of horror as the dark material circles Rachel and Jason.

“Rachel.” Jason chokes out.

Rachel looks to the side with the real swords, tilting them towards Jason. Your mouth falls open as you stand in a mix of panic and shock.

“What the fuck do we do? We have to do something!” You panic to Gar.

“I-I don’t know!” He says. “Um…shoot…acid at them, I guess?” The comment is more facetious than literal.

You narrow your eyes at him. “And make her more angry?!”

“Rachel stop!” Gar urges and that seemed to be all it takes.

Rachel’s eyes widen, the red fading immediately as she drops Jason to the floor. He lands hard on his back while Rachel lands easily on her feet. You immediately rushes over to Jason while Gar stands in the corner, almost too afraid to move from his spot. Jason brushes you off as he gets to his feet, storming over to Rachel.

“You stay away from me, you fucking freak.” Jason’s voice is ragged.

Rachel’s eyes are wide with the remark but you can’t exactly blame Jason. Rachel almost killed him. Just last night, the four of you were discussing if Rose should stay or she’d kill you all. But, Rachel, who does live here, actually did almost kill Jason. All you and Gar can do from your spots if give a wince.

“Everything okay?” Dick walks in just in time, seeing the four of you not looking so good.

Everyone looks to Dick but stays silent for a few seconds. Gar doesn’t wanna get Rachel in trouble or piss Jason off further so he stays silent. You’re right along with Gar, not wanting to make either one of them angrier. And you wouldn’t want them to tell Dick if you suddenly lost control.

“No, it’s not.” Jason breaks the silence walking over to Dick. “Look, I don’t like being left out of whatever plans you relics are cooking up out there, alright?” Jason’s voice raises as he points a finger at Dick.

Dick lets out a scoff, a humored grin pulling at his lips. “You didn’t miss anything.” Dick assures him. “Gar,” Dick jerks his head at Gar. “I need ya.”

“Hey, what about me?” Jason asks.

“Keep practicing.” Dick says before walking off, Gar giving the room an apologetic glance before following behind him.

Jason walks back over to Rachel, fire in his steps. “You need to have that shit looked at…by like a fucking priest.” Jason's words are venomous as he storms off.

Rachel stands there for a second before turning to look at you. You’re on your feet again, giving her an apologetic look. Jason might be your friend but he does hit below the belt sometimes. Of course, you get it. Rachel definitely could have killed him and that’s terrifying, you know from first-hand experience but he should know Gar and you would have found a way to step in if she were going to kill him. You would have shot acid at Rachel if you needed to. He was fine and he is fine, seemingly at least. He should cut Rachel some slack.

“You okay?” You ask walking over to Rachel.

“I didn’t mean to.” Rachel says, her voice filled of defeat.

“Yeah, I know.” You nod. “He was kind of mean.” You scrunch your nose. “I’m sorry about him.”

“It's not your fault. He’s just an asshole.” Rachel rolls her eyes.

“He is.” You agree. “He is my friend though so I feel I should apologize on his behalf.” You chuckle softly. “Seriously, are you okay though? I mean…with….whatever that was?”

“Yeah,” Rachel nods softly. “I try to control it but it just happens sometimes.”

“Like the scratches?”

“Yeah, I don’t know what to do.”

“Have you tried meditating?” You question, Rachel furrowing her brows at you. “I mean, in theory, it should work, right? Calm you down, ease your mind of the bullshit. I guess…I don’t know. I didn’t meditate or anything but I dissociated enough that it worked, not that that’s a good example. But, maybe in the same sense that meditation could help you control it. It’s worth a shot, right?” You offer.

Rachel lets out a sigh. “Yeah, maybe.” Rachel nods softly. “Thank you.”

“‘Course.” You give her a soft smile. “I’m gonna go check on the little shit and make sure he’s not doing something fucking stupid.” You roll your eyes. “If you wanna talk more about it though, just lemme know.” You give Rachel a kind smile and Rachel nods.

You go to find Jason who’s made it to his room by the time you get there. He’s blaring his music, door shut. You roll your eyes as you make a fist, slamming it against the door so he can hear it over the music. You’ve come to figure out Jason listens to a lot of death metal a lot louder when he’s upset about something. It’s only a few seconds before Jason swings the door open, nearly pulling it from the hinges.

“What?” He asks, venom in his voice and jaw clenching.

Jason isn’t in the mood for talking about it. It’s a thing that happened and on top of that, Dick wants Gar’s help. Gar is his friend, but Jason has more experience with whatever the Titans are up to. He’s Robin, after all. He’s getting shoved to the side and every bit of it makes him want to scream and fight everyone in sight.

“Move.” You scoff at him, pushing past him and walking into his room. Jason stands there for a second as if to be processing what just happened like Internet Explorer.

“Sure, come in.” Jason huffs, shutting the door.

You pull the needle from the record, looking at him with wide eyes. “Death metal, really?” You cross your arms over your chest. “And this loud?” 

“Maybe you just need better taste in music.” Jason quips, leaning against his door with a sutble grin but his stance is still rigged.

“Because the thespian would know better music.” You tease, gaining a smirk as you watches Jason’s grin fall, steam nearly coming out his ears. “I’m fucking joking, calm down. Fuck.” You groan with wide eyes. “I just came to check on you.”

“I’m fine.” Jason mutters, looking to the floor for just a second.

“Mhm, yeah, being fine is definitely a normal feeling after being lifted ten feet in the air by your neck with several sharp swords pointed at you.” You quip. 

“I’m fine.” Jason grits his teeth.

“Well, in that case, you gotta cut Rachel some fucking slack, man.” You urge him, figuring if he’s not gonna talk about it, you might as well go on about Rachel. “It’s not her fault and I know that you know that.” You let out an exasperated sigh. Gar is normally the mediator between the two of them, on the account that you tend to take Jason's side a lot more than Rachel's. Gar is better at putting aside bias.

“She could have fucking killed me!” Jason pushes himself off of his door.

“I know.” You nod. “Which is fucked up, I’m not saying it’s not. It’s just…” You pause. “It’s different for people like us.”

“You don’t have any problems with it.” Jason huffs and he can’t believe of all people, you’re defending Rachel right now.

You pauses because yes you do but that’s not exactly easy to admit. But, this is Jason. “Okay,” You suck in a breath. “Promise not to tell anyone, especially Gar and Dick?” You ask.

Jason raises a brow at you. “Yeah? Okay.”

“Sometimes, I wake up from a nightmare with my hands glowing. I haven’t…burned or melted anything but they’re glowing and warm so…I don’t have nearly as much control as everyone thinks I do.” You chew on the inside of your cheek, dodging Jason’s eyes.

Jason seems to sit on that for a second. You’ve never almost burned any of them even when you get annoyed or angry. Your hands never even glowed once when you beat up Jerry, not once. Jason fully expected to have to deal with your powers but nothing. You seemed normal in that moment, no powers, no special abilities. He almost finds it hard to believe you can’t control your powers when you’re asleep. But, you also don’t lie to him.

“I also melted a mug my second day here by accident.” You clear your throat.

“How’d the hell you do that?” Jason chuckles this time, finding that more believable than the nightmares.

“I figured out Dick was Robin and Bruce was Batman. Long story short, I’ve got a bit of an issue with the two of them letting Joker fuck around and kill people, my mom included.” You shake your head, seeing Jason doing the math in his head trying to figure out if it was Dick at the time your mom was killed. “It was Dick, it wasn’t you. You took over, if my math is right, somewhere around six months to a year later.”

“Hadn’t thought of it like that.” Jason looks to his shoes before looking back at You. “Bruce not killing the Joker and shit, the consequences.” Jason clarifies.

He’s questioned Bruce’s methods, of course. He also thinks maybe some of those bad guys shouldn’t be allowed to escape Arkham. But, Bruce always said they’re there to protect people, not kill them. Killing the bad guys, makes them just as bad. It’s a line they can’t cross because it’ll be easier to cross the next time. But, at what point is enough enough when it comes to the Joker? How many people could be saved if it were just that one guy? Jason pushes the thought away though.

“Yeah, most don’t.” You clear your throat. “SO, I’m saying you should cool off and be upset about it, obviously, it looked scary from where I was standing, too but maybe don’t be a dick to her about it.”

Jason is stubborn but you bring up good points. Maybe, he could make an attempt to somewhat try and understand Rachel a little bit. Maybe.

“Whatever.” Jason huffs, caving in.

“Mhm, thank you, Jay.” Your voice waves as you walk over to him.

“Yeah.” Jason still looks displeased.

“Or pout about it.” You chuckle, getting a glare from Jason.

“I’m not pouting.” Jason huffs, but there’s a tint of smile coming to his face.

“Mhm.” You hum. “Well, I’m gonna wait for Gar, have fun being angry with your death metal.” You grin at him, see a full smile coming to Jason’s face.

“Yeah.” Jason shrug as you walk past him, leaving him alone.

You go back to your room, keeping the door open as you wait to find out what Dick needed Gar for. It still bugs you a bit that Dick picked Gar to help and not Jason but Jason was definitely not in a talking mood. You didn’t wanna push your luck with him. So, you hang out in your room and just wait with Ginny & Georgia playing on the TV.

As the second episode plays, a knock sounds on your door. You look over the back of the couch to see Gar walking into your room with a sappy smile on his lips. He walks over to the couch and plops down beside you.

“Whatcha watching?” He asks, chipper as usual.

“Ginny & Georgia, it was just added to Netflix.” You gesture towards the TV.

“How is it?” He asks.

“It’s good!” You say with enthusiasm. “I love Joe so much already. I hope he gets to stay happy.” You pout at Gar.

Gar chuckles softly. “Cool if I watch with you, then?” He asks, eyes filled of happiness and hope.

“Yeah! I’m only on episode two so you haven’t missed much. Georgia’s husband died and she doesn’t seem sad about it. They moved from Texas to Wellsbury which is on the east coast. Ginny and Austin are her kids and Ginny hooked up with her neighbor. That’s about it.” You laugh softly.

“Oh, well, okay then.” Gar nods along. “Is it….a comedy?”

“Eh,” You shrug a shoulder. “It’s more of drama. Like it has some comedy but it’s more dramatic.” You explain. “I think Georgia killed her husband so like there’s that.”

Gar’s eyes widen. “Definitely a drama.” He laughs.

“Oh, yeah.” You laugh in agreement.

The two of you focus your attention on the TV and you move closer to Gar, resting your legs over his lap. It makes Gar chuckle but he just goes with it, putting his hands on your shins and you watch together, making easy conversation about what’s going on in the show. This is a comfortable thing you’ve gotten into the habit of doing.

Gar will be playing video games so you sit next to him, usually always touching him in some way or Gar will come into your room where you’re watching TV and he’ll just plop down to watch whatever has your interest. You always moves to sit with your legs over him. And the two of you always make conversation about what’s going on and you get really dramatic and excited when you talk about your shows, it’s how Gar thinks he sounds but you’re not annoying. Sometimes, he thinks he just gets annoying about it but hearing you ramble about why you love a character or hate another, he could listen to that all day even if he has no idea what you’re talking about. It’s so comfortable for him.

After a few more episodes, you both realize no one has bothered you in a few hours. Neither of you even have a text from Dick about training. The older Titans must be keeping him occupied which is definitely nice. Training isn’t actually all that bad and it gives you all something to do. But, Dick doesn’t really give you a day to break. None of you have anything else to do, so Dick just makes sure you’re training all the time in one way or another. The four of you get it, you have to prepare for the big bads, but having a day off here and there would also be nice. And right now, it looks like you’re actually getting the night off and you’re enjoying it.

“Hey, want some popcorn?” You ask, peeling your eyes away from the TV to look at Gar.

“Yes, please.” Gar beams. “Want me to get it?”

“Nah,” You shake your head, sliding your legs off of Gar. “I got it.” You give him a smile. “Just pause it and make sure it doesn’t shut off.”

“Got it.” Gar gives you a nod, grabbing the remote from the coffee table in front of him.

You rush off to the kitchen where you find Rachel making herself a glass of sweet tea. You move around her, grabbing a bag of popcorn and popping it in the microwave before you grab a large bowl to pour it into. You sit on the counter, opposite Rachel, as you wait for the popcorn to start. Just as you get situated and Rachel finishes making her tea, Rose walks in. Instead of gauze, Rose is daunting an eyepatch over the eye that’s now missing.

“Don’t think we got introduced,” Rachel starts. “I’m Rachel.”

“Y/n.” You chime in, with a half-wave from your spot.

“I’m Rose.” Rose says.

“Pretty name.” Rachel says.

“Yeah, maybe too pretty now.” Rose says. “Patch has a nice ring to it.” Rose finishes as you let out a huff.

“I still think you’re really pretty.” You let out a scoff, giving Rose a smile. Rose’s brows furrow at you and Rachel rolls her eyes.

“You hang out with Jason too much.” Rachel states, getting a confused and offended look from you just as your popcorn starts to pop.

“I don’t get this.” Rose starts, ignoring the both of yours and Rachel’s comments to each other while she takes a seat in one of the chairs. “The whole living situation, this some kind of euro hostel or something?” Rose quips making you chortle.

Rachel lets out a huff. “No, we’re just friends.”

“Dick’s got a thing for plucking strays off the streets.” You add in.

"I'm not a stray." Rose defends, but her voice isn't stern or annoyed.

“We saw what happened.” Rachel looks between you and Rose.

“Saw what?” Rose inquires.

“Dick has access to the city’s surveillance cameras.” Rachel explains.

“We saw everything. You fighting and escaping, the whole thing.” You finish.

“Guy with the sword?” Rachel asks.

“My dad.” Rose gains a sarcastic grin.

You give her a yikes expression before hopping off the counter and going to the microwave as the popcorn starts to slow down its popping. Somehow, all of you have fucked up home lives. Seriously, is that a requirement to even be here?

“I’m sorry.” Rachel says.

“Dads suck.” You declare, opening the microwave.

“No dad of the year mug for him.” Rose quips before looking to Rachel. “That thing in your forehead, bold choice.” Rose nods her head.

You pour your popcorn into a bowl as you listen to Rachel, you actually don’t know the story behind it. You never asked.

“Not my choice.” Rachel shakes her head. “My dad put it there for me.”

“He did?” Your voice is filled of surprise and confusion.

“Yep.” Rachel holds out the word a little.

Now, that’s also weird. You figured it has to do with her powers since it lit up when she levitated her and Jason earlier. You have so many questions about it but Rachel’s singular word about it is probably a good indicator that she doesn’t like to talk about it. You can’t blame her there.

“Where’s he?” Rose asks.

“I got rid of him.” Rachel declares.

“Got rid of as in…? Killed him?” Rose asks.

“Yeah, kind of.” Rachel tries to brush it off as she scoffs.

“What about you?” Rose looks to you who’s standing on the other side of Rachel.

“Drug addict who bailed before I was born, foster dad almost beat me to death though.” You state, an almost sarcastic tone coats your words. “Ligature scars from the ordeal.” You lift your arms just slightly so your sleeves fall down enough to show the scars.

“Shit.” Rose states.

“Clearly, the tower is filled with people who had outstanding father figures.” You quips, getting a slight nudge from Rachel.

“Is that what you wanted to do to your father? Kill him?” Rachel asks.

“I did.” Rose nods. “But, uh, I thought everything would be different if he just went away.”

“Doesn’t always work.” Rachel takes a drink from her tea. “Right, Y/n?”

“I know you want me to agree with you but…” You pause. “I gotta say, I’m pretty content with my actual dad fucking off somewhere and me beating the shit out of Jerry now that it’s happened.”

Was that night a mess? Yes. But, talking with Jason about it has made you feel a lot better about it. He's told you countless times he deserved it and because of that, you did save that kid. You got your revenge and now he can't do that to anyone ever again. It didn't help that night, and maybe the act of beating him up didn't help, but preventing him from hurting anyone else did.

“Seriously?” Rachel voice is disapproving. 

You shrug. “I’m not gonna lie.” You laugh softly.

“Guess we’re all members of the bad dads club.” Rose gives the two of you a genuine smile.

“Platinum members.” Rachel scoffs.

“With a discount in endless trauma.” You quip.

“Benefits kind of suck.” Rose states.

“Members are pretty cool.” Rachel smiles softly, Rose matching the smile.

“What do you guys do all day anyway?” Rose questions.

“Train.” Rachel’s voice is flat.

“Listen to everyone complain about training.” You let out a muttered scoff.

“As if you’re not enjoying the night off with Gar.” Rachel quips.

“I am having a lovely time.” You grin. “Which is why, I’m going back to my room where he’s waiting.”

“Don’t do anything stupid.” Rachel mocks.

“We are friends, Rachel.” You defend.

“Okay, Y/n.”

You roll your eyes. “Okay, Rachel.” You mock her before walking off back to your room where Gar is still sitting in the same position.

You think about the conversation you had with Rachel about the boys. There was so much you couldn’t tell Rachel about Jason. Jason would kill you and Rachel would definitely tease him about it, even if it just slipped. You don’t want that to happen. It’s your thing and you kind of like that no one knows about it. You can’t really explain it, but it’s just nice not having everyone know about it.

With Gar, everything is out in the open which is also fine because that’s just Gar. He doesn’t hide things from people, he wears his emotions on his sleeve. It’s something you actually admire about him and it’s one of the things you like about him. But, in a way, there’s this pressure you don’t like. Rachel knew you liked him and she thinks Gar likes you, too. Part of it is on you, sleeping in his room, making him pancakes. But, you just wish you were normal because then it would be this normal gossip thing where no one knows for sure. In the tower, surrounded by people all the time though, everything is so fucking transparent. The tower might as well be wrapped in cellophane. So, you take a seat next to Gar and don’t say anything about how you feel because you like him but you like Jason, too.

“Talked with Rose.” You start, resting your legs over Gar’s as you get comfortable, holding the bowl of popcorn on your lap but close enough so Gar can have some.

“Yeah? What’s she like?” Gar asks, his left hand resting on your shins as his right plucks a piece of popcorn from the bowl.

“Daddy issues like the rest of us.” You chortle, tossing a piece of popcorn into your mouth.

"We knew that, though." Gar chuckles with you, finding you amusing.

"Yeah," You shrug. "I don't know, didn't talk long but she seems cool. Rachel is still in the kitchen with her."

"Think she'll stay?" Gar raises a brow and it worked out with you staying. He's worried about her being Deathstroke's daughter, which might put all of you at risk. But, if she's really in danger. Gar hopes she'll stay. It's safe here.

You scrunch your face with uncertainty. "Ehh," You shrug. "She doesn't seem too pleased with the place. So, I dunno. I hope she does. It helped me." You give Gar a sweet smile.

"Yeah, I think it'd be nice. We'll have to keep Jason off of her though." Gar chuckles.

You brush the comment off. Maybe Jason will be into her and it'll make everything easier. Choosing between the boys sounds like an impossible decision.

"Yeah, right?" You nod your head, agreeing with him but keep it short. You look to the TV and change conversation. "Do teenagers actually get together and do that?" The teenagers in the show are in a basement, a few of them playing instruments while the others are smoking on a couch.

"That's where you're questioning the realism of the show?" Gar chortles next you, grabbing a few pieces of popcorn.

"I mean! Hey, women have poisoned their husbands! They're even called Black Widows! But, teenagers all getting together to drink and smoke in a basement? Like regularly? Do they do that?"

Gar shrugs, finding your thought process a bit comical. "I wouldn't know."

"Right." You nod and laugh. "Forgot, none of us had much of a normal teenager experience."

Gar shakes his head. "Fine with me, seems..."

"Not as fun as they make it seem in the show?” You laugh softly.

“Yeah, exactly.” Gar nods quickly. “I don’t think it’d always be so cool, calm, and collected.”

There's a knock on your door, interrupting your conversation. The two of you turn around to see Dick, standing halfway in your room and half in the hallway.

"Gar, need ya again." Dick jerks his head towards the hallway and your brows furrow. What the hell is that about? Gar gives you an apologetic look as you move your legs off of him.

You spin around, resting your forearms on the back of the couch. "Whatcha doing?" You ask Dick as Gar gets up from his comfortable place.

"Locating Dr. Light." Dick answers simply.

You hum. "Can I come?"

It's Dick's turn to narrow his eyes. "No, I just need Gar for now." 

You groan. "Come on, Rachel is hanging out with Rose and Jason is in a pissy mood."

After the whole Jerry situation, Dick has been keeping a closer eye on you. He wants to trust you won't go rogue again but there is a part of him that worries about it. Dick went back and watched the security footage of everything, listened to the conversation. Jason did not try to stop you but it didn't seem as if you would have listened anyway. He doesn't need someone going rogue. But, if you’re with Gar, at least if you find Dr. Light, Dick can trust Gar to come and get him instead of you both trying to play the heroes.

"Okay, fine. Come on." Dick jerks his head and you beam, happy to be included.

You turn the TV off, practically leaping over the back of the couch and meeting the boys at the door. Gar's eyes widen and beam at the sight of your dramatics. Dick shakes his head but chuckles softly as the three of you head to the comms lab.

Gar slides into the chair and pulls up a map while Dick stands behind him and you stand off to the side, watching everything Gar is doing. You can only assume that with his time at Doom Manor, he had a lot of time to mess around with tech stuff. Maybe that's why Dick is asking for his help for this stuff instead of anyone else. Gar already has some background with computers and tech and he's a new Titan. Maybe it's a preparation thing. But, you’re also just happy to be included.

"Dr. Light will need to refuel if he's planning another attack." Dick starts. "He'll need a large electric power cell and a light source where he can absorb the energy."

Gar leans his elbows on the table in front of him, keeping his eyes on the screen. "So, monitor the power grids and keep an eye out for any unusual disturbances."

"We find where he's pulling the power from, we find him." Dick finishes before patting Gar on the back and heading for the hallway.

"Okay, got it." Gar's eyes scan over the computer screen.

"Oh, hey," Dick says, turning around before entering the hallway. "Everything okay with Rachel?" Dick looks between Gar and you. "She looked a little strange in training."

"She's fine." You answer quickly with the shrug of your shoulders.

Gar nods his head in agreement. "Yeah," He swivels in his chair to face Dick. "That was just...her..." Gar glances to you as if looking for help as he tries to think of something.

Neither of you are going to tell Dick Rachel almost killed Jason and then Jason called her a freak, then said she should be checked by a priest. Dick doesn't need to know everything that happens. You all can handle it.

"Training face." Gar gives Dick an awkward smile, spinning the chair slightly.

"Traning face?" Dick looks to Gar and then to you, completely not believing that at all.

"Yeah, she gets really focused and gets this look." You brush it off.

"Yeah, exactly." Gar agrees with you, the both of tyou lying through your teeth. You’re a bit better at it. "She just wants to be ready in case any of the old Titans wanna spar," Gar's eyes shift side to side for a second. "After, they settle in." He flashes the awkward smile again and you’re so sure Dick is going to call you out.

Note to self: Do not ask Gar to help you rob a bank.

"They're not gonna settle in." Dick states, this time his voice serious and stern. Your curiosity is piqued. Dick doesn't seem happy about them showing up which you find to be weird. Aren't they supposed to be friends? Is this because Deathstroke killed one of them? If it is, you can't say you blame Dick. It was probably really hard. "Hank and Dawn, Donna, they're not staying."

"I thought you guys were friends?" You ask.

"We are." Dick answers shortly. "But they aren't Titans anymore."

Gar's face twists in confusion. Everything was fine the last time they were all together, well, besides the whole Trigon thing. But, everyone got along afterward. "Did something happen between you guys?"

Dick's eyes go distant for a second before he drops it completely. "Keep looking." Dick states before walking off, down the hallway.

You look to Gar as he swivels to face you. "That was fucking weird." You say, shaking your head with wide eyes.

"Right?" Gar says dramatically. "What do you think that was about?"

"Uh...." You pause, shrugging your shoulders. "I mean, could be the death of that Titan, maybe it's like....a thing with them all being here?" You raise the question. "Everyone was there with Trigon, right?"

Gar nods before he turns back to the computer to get to work. "Yeah, I mean, besides....ya know." Gar jerks his head to the left with the quick raise of his brows as he starts searching the power grids. "But, I mean, after everything seemed fine. Dick was...actually in a good mood, actually."

You watch Gar carefully, taking mental notes of everything he's doing. "Maybe it's something with the tower then, everyone being here. I have no idea." You chuckle softly. "Bird boys make no fucking sense."

"Honestly," Gar shakes his head. "What do you think is up with that, anyway?" Gar glances to you.

You shrug. "Well, first full day here, I asked Dick about Bruce and he said that Bruce did the best he could which I always assume means that person sucks at parenting, without intending to." You chuckle softly. "So, could be Bruce."

"I think you just have a vendetta against him." Gar says honestly, giving you a slight wince.

You let out a sigh. "Yeah, a little bit." You move closer to Gar. "Can I sit?"

Gar's eyes widen as he freezes and you gain a smirk. A giggle escapes your lips and it's the cutest noise Gar has ever heard. He scoots back a bit and lets you sit on his lap, you mostly sitting on his right leg so Gar can see and maneuver around the keyboard easily.

"What do you think is up with bird boys?" You ask as Gar goes back to the power grids.

Gar shrugs. "I don't think they know how to handle their problems." Gar deadpans.

You let out a laugh. "Yeah, that's fair." You keep your head straight, watching the large screen. "How do you know how to do all this?" You decide to drop the conversation.

"Had a lot of free time at Caulder House." Gar states. "There wasn't much to do besides this and video games."

"Ah," You nod your head. "It's pretty cool, especially with how quickly tech changes and this is like...a Batcomputer." Your smile widens. Sure, you’ve got an issue with Batman but Wayne tech is cool nonetheless. Your problem is with his moral code about killing, not with much else. You don't even know the guy.

"Yeah, it's clearly coming in handy." Gar laughs softly.

Gar and you fall into a comfortable conversation as Gar explains what he's doing and how he knows what to look for. You follow everything he says, making sure you’re keeping up. The thing with Gar is that he's really good at explaining things without making your feel dumb. Sometimes, people have this habit of sounding condescending when they're explaining something they're good at even if they don't mean to. But, Gar explains it casually but in terms you understand since you don't know much about this tech. In fact, the way Gar explains everything, it makes you feel useful which is a really nice thing to feel right about now.

Over the next hour, you and Gar sit and look for signs of Dr. Light. You like seeing Gar here, doing this. It's clearly his environment, something he's good at and enjoys. He's also helping the older Titans by doing this and you can tell by how focused he is that it's something that also means a lot to him. He gets to be helpful with the thing he's good at.

The two of you share stolen glances here and there. There's something so warm and comfortable about it. While you’re more of a hands-on person, this is nice. You aren't really helping, rather than just keeping Gar company and learning from him. But, it's comfortable and if you’ve learned anything, it's that you should cherish the comfort while you have it.

Gar is so kind and soft and safe that feeling comfortable seems like it could be possible, every single day. He's energic and enthusiastic. You swear there's not a pessimistic bone in his body. And he has this smile that just put the sun to shame. You swear if he just gave you that open-mouthed toothy smile, you’d never get lost in the dark again. And sometimes he trips over his words if you get a little flirty and it make you so happy because he never knows what to do. It makes him that much cuter and softer. He is what you always imagined happiness would look like. If happiness were a person, it would be Garfield Logan. You wonder if you could ever offer him that same comfort and happiness. You wonder if you'd ever live up to that or if you'd just burn it all to the ground.

Gar finds something on the computer and goes to grab Dick. The two of them discuss, figuring the bundle of pings is actually Dr. Light. And then the power goes out as if to be on cue. You follow Gar and Dick out of the comms lab and into the living room. As you all reach the floor-to-ceiling windows, you see a stadium in the distance that's emitting light, indicating that's where Dr. Light is. You get the feeling that's probably not a good sign for whatever is to come next and by the look on Dick's face, he's got the same feeling.

Dick goes off to grab the rest of the Titans to hunt down Dr. Light while Gar figures the rest of you might as well hang out in the living room and watch something on someone's phone. You have gone almost entirely quiet since the power went out. He hasn't said anything, but he's kind of assumed you aren't a big fan of the dark. You usually have the TV on or the blinds pulled when you’re asleep so the room isn't so dark. Gar thinks maybe if he can get everyone in an open area, you'll feel a little better about it. So, you make your way to Jason's room first.

Gar’s assumption would be right. The dark wasn’t this big deal or anything before, but now it’s as if things are lurking in the shadows. You just feel so uneasy not being able to see in the dark. The great thing about the tower, usually, is there are always lights on. The hallway is always lit by small wall lamps so it’s never too dark. The rooms all have large windows that go from one wall to the other and the city does a good job of illuminating every room. But, the entire city is in a blackout and it’s almost completely dark in the tower. You hate it and with Gar’s offer to gather everyone up, you’re thankful you don’t need to explain it. He’s figured it out.

"What's up?" Jason asks as the two of you and Gar enter his room.

"The power's out." You quip, trying to not show you’re uneasy about the entire tower being dark.

"No shit." Jason shakes his head, his phone in his hand to use as a flashlight.

"I figured we'd all hang out together, just until it comes back on." Gar offers, his own phone’s light shining on the ground.

"All?" Jason questions, his brow quirked as he glances to you. Jason knows all does not mean all of the older Titans and he does not want to be around Rachel right about now.

"Well..." Gar pauses. "You, us, Rachel."

Jason lets out a groan before it turns into a dry laugh. "You think I wanna be around her right now?"

"She's sorry." Your voice is filled with frustration. "It was an accident."

"What about the other Titans?" Jason jerks his head up with the question.

"They're probably going to find Dr. Light. I found something on the computer." Gar brushes it off and Jason's eyes widen. You let out a sigh knowing Gar should not have said that.

"What? Why didn't you say so?" There's excitement in his voice as he runs over to his bed, getting on his hands and knees.

You eye Gar, as if telling him he should not have told Jason. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm going with 'em!" Jason says, pulling out the case that contains his suit.

Gar gets the look now. "Right..." Gar nods his head slowly. "I'm sure Dick will come get you if he needs you, man."

"Seriously?" Jason puts the case on his bed before turning to face you and Gar. "I gotta show him I'm ready for anything. I'm tired of sitting around." Jason reaches over his head, yanking his hoodie off, you getting the nonexistent hint to turn around.

"He knows what you're made of, Jason." Gar lets out a sigh as Jason changes into his suit.

"Obviously, not." Jason argues. "He didn't come to get me, did he?" Jason gets a little snippy and all Gar can do is sigh.

Jason finishes changing into his suit, making his way to you and Gar. You turn around, feeling him close to you. Jason's head is held high and there's a brightness in his eyes. His entire demeanor changes when he puts on the suit. He's, somehow, even more endearing when he's like this. Filled of so much joy and excitement and determination. You know Dick won't let him go with and it's gonna sting him a lot more than he'll ever admit.

"Well, be careful then, Batboy." You state, knowing there is no stopping Jason.

Jason eyes you up and down, not even realizing he's doing it. A smirk pulls at his lips and he almost has a quip, almost but Gar is standing there, a little too close to you. So, he bites it down like a shard of glass. "Always am." He nods at you before quickly exiting his room, the cape flowing behind him.

"He's a dork." You look to Gar, a smile pull at your lips.

"It's the cape, right?" Gar laughs.

You nod quickly. "Yeah, yeah, something about the cape on him. It's like it swallows him." You laugh again. "It is bulletproof and fireproof though."

"At least there's that." Gar chuckles. "Let's find Rach." He jerks his head towards Jason's door and the two of you head out.

The two of you head down the hall where you run into Rachel. She had been on her way to look for the two of you. The tower is on backup generators now but the power in the tower is limited. This surprises all of you. You all thought, surely, Bruce would have a better generator for the tower. But, none of you say anything about it and decide to head to the living room and find something to do while you wait for the power to come back on and for the other Titans to get back. When you reach the living space, Jason is standing there alone in the Robin suit, the rest of the Titans in the elevator.

Jason's jaw clenches as he sees the three of you standing there looking at him. Rachel isn't surprised and she's actually pleased with Jason being left behind. Rachel doesn't think Jason is ready to help the rest of the Titans, and it's not fair to let him go but not the rest of you. Gar and you, on the other hand, you feel bad for him. He just wants to help and he's your friend. You also know that Jason will probably be pissed about this for the next week and you'll be the ones who have to hear about it. Dick should just let him help, they have the same experience.

Jason pushes past the three of you, not saying a word.

"He's such a try-hard." Rachel mutters as the three of you walk over to the couches.

You furrow your brows as you and Gar sit side-by-side, his arm going behind you as if to be an instinct. "I mean...he is Robin, though?"

"Yeah, but why does he think he should be able to help when none of us are?" Rachel argues.

"He has experience?" Gar questions, his expression matching the confused and defensive one you have.

"Not you, too!" Rachel groans out in frustration. She doesn't get why you and Gar almost always side with Jason.

"What?" Gar asks, unamused over this conversation.

"You guys defending him."

"Well, because we get it." Gar's eyes widen slightly, a hint of annoyance in his voice. The petty arguing and hatred between Rachel and Jason actually drives him insane. Sure, Jason deserves it sometimes but he's not even around right now. Why does it matter?

"Yeah, I mean, it's like important to him." You state, your eyes still slightly narrowed. When you told Rachel to talk to Jason about this, you did in fact mean it. You, too, aren't a fan of the petty arguments either between the two of them or about each other.

"It's important to everyone." Rachel urges. "Why does he think it's the most important thing to him?"

You and Gar stare at each other, as if to be silently communicating 'what the fuck'. Rachel is clearly still upset by Jason's words from the morning. Of course, neither of you blame her but you are Jason’s friend. You both defend Rachel when Jason gets all pissy with her and you both defend Jason. But, this is just annoying. The Titans have gone off to find Dr. Light, you're trapped in the tower without any power. Who even cares?

"You're not friends with him so you don't get it." You brush her off. "And not to sound a bit bitchy, but it's not our job to explain it to you." You shrug and pull your phone from your pocket. "I'm gonna turn my show on, you're welcome to watch with us." You pull up Netflix on your phone before handing it to Gar as he puts in the password.

You rest the phone on the ottoman, using one of the random books from the table to stabilize your phone. Rachel huffs a bit but moves closer to you so she can watch the show. She decides to drop it and maybe she is being a bit unreasonable. She doesn't understand Jason and she probably never will. But, she also hasn't taken your advice about talking to him yet. So, Rachel bites back the other comments she has about Jason and listens to you and Gar explain what she's missed so far.

Only a few more minutes go by when Jason and Rose come into view, the two of them heading for the opposite hallway. You’re the first to notice, followed by Gar. Rachel is too busy watching the show to even care.

"What's going on?" Gar asks, cautiously seeing the two of them walking side-by-side.

Jason looks like he's doing a bit better. "Going to train, nothing else to do anyway."

"You training, too?" You quirk a brow at Rose.

Rose tilts her head just slightly to the side. "Nah," She shakes her head. "I'm gonna kick his ass." 

"Fuck off." Jason huffs, but a smile is on his lips.

"Please, do. Someone's gotta kick him around now and again." You grin at Jason.

His eyes narrow at you. "Yeah, cause you never will."

"One day, Jay. One day." You wiggle your brows at him before looking back at your phone, trying to ignore the weird warmth in your stomach. That is not jealousy.

"When hell freezes over." Jason scoffs but you keep your eyes on the screen and there's a disappointment that bites Jason's bone. His smile falls and he thought you'd have some come back about beating his ass even when hell freezes over or something dumb. But, you say nothing and he's disappointed in that. "Whatever," He scoffs, jerking his head towards the hall. "Let's go." Jason and Rose leave the three of you to yourselves.

You think Gar doesn't notice the short banter that wasn't really banter. You think he doesn't notice the way your eyes narrowed and the way the grin turned stale. You think he doesn't notice how you are with Jason and it hurts Gar. He likes you but he thinks maybe you’re more into Jason than you'll ever be into him. Sure, you’re choosing to hang out with him more but you and Jason still do your flirty thing. It doesn't really make any sense to him if he's being honest.

After two hours, the power finally comes back on. Every light in the tower turns back on and the lights of the city start to shine through the floor-to-ceiling windows once again. The three of you breathe a sigh of relief, hoping that means the other Titans took down Dr. Light with success. You all move the show to the TV and wait on the edge of your seats for the other Titans to come back. Jason and Rose join the three of you just a few minutes later as if to also be waiting for the other Titans. Jason steals the remote and switches to the news.

"Well, you could have asked first, but sure." You quip but Jason brushes you off as he stands off to the side of Gar, arms crossed.

The news plays over footage of the Titans fighting Dr. Light and failing. Dick chooses to save a busload of people instead of stopping Dr. Light. Dr. Light takes off and he's completely out of sight. The news reports that he's nowhere to be seen but everyone on the bus is safe.

"And that's why they should have fucking let me go!" Jason complains, flinging one of his arms out.

All of you chooses not to argue or humor Jason. The rest of the Titans are probably going to be upset when they get back and Jason will have some sort of comment about it. It's not worth it for any of you to argue or agree with him. You'll leave that to Dick and the other Titans.

As soon as the rest of the Titans get back, you, Gar, Rachel, and Jason keep your places in the living area beside Rose who doesn't want any part of it, apparently. You all wait until Dawn and Hank head off toward the bedrooms, leaving just Dick in the living area. Jason takes the lead and gets up first, the rest of you following him

"Where's Dr. Light?" Jason taunts Dick as he walks closer to him.

"Jason." Rachel warns.

"A little stealth job on a guy who shoots what? Headlamps? I mean half the city's on fire and still no sign of Dr. Light." Jason is now about a foot away from Dick, Gar, you, and Rachel standing two feet behind Jason not liking where this is going.

"Not the time, Jason." Dick warns him.

Jason rushes Dick quickly, almost chest-to-chest with him. "Look, I don't take orders from you anymore, man. I do what I want when I want." Jason states, eying Dick with anger. You roll your eyes behind him and Gar sucks in a breath, knowing this is not going to end well.

Dick gets this smile that is almost his way of telling Jason how fucking stupid that is. He goes to walk past Jason but Jason puts his hand on his chest, stopping Dick in his tracks. Dick looks almost appalled. You thought Dick wasn't as great at hiding his emotions when you first got here but the more you watch him, the more you realize he's actually very good at it. He just has resting bitch face. But, it's obvious by the way his brows went up and his eyes widened just a little that he was shocked and appalled that Jason stopped him.

"Get out of my way." Dick's voice is stern and unwavering.

"I think you got it all wrong," Jason shakes his head at Dick, a little close to him for everyone's comfort. Jason hits Dick's chest again with an open palm. "You're in my way." The three of you behind Jason can feel this going south very quickly but none of you want to insert yourselves in it. You’re a bit interested to see where this will go and how Dick plans to de-escalate the situation. "Maybe you need a retirement package."

You and Gar glance between each other before turning back to Jason. You want to help break this up but how? This is not your battle and if you take Dick's side, you'll be hearing from Jason about it. So, you both stand back as Jason turns to look at you for just a second. He's got this determined look in his eye that makes you quirk a brow. He makes a fist and all three of you shake your heads slightly.

"Don't." Dick grits his teeth, his nose scrunching up. Yeah, tonight is not the night to pick a fight with Dick.

Jason tries to charge Dick but Dick is faster and takes an open palm to back of his head, pushing him to the ground. You let out a sigh, hanging your head and holding the bridge of your nose. Gar has resorted to looking down and running a hand through his hair, a look of exasperation across his face. Rachel leans forward, simply surprised.

Dick even looks a bit surprised. "Shit." Dick says softly as he reaches a hand towards Jason. "Here." His voice is flat.

Jason slaps Dick's hand away before getting up from the floor. Jason's heaving a few breaths as if the anger is consuming him from the pit of his lungs. He stands toe-to-toe with Dick but doesn't say anything. He pushes past him and heads off down the hallway. Dick looks at the three of you who all look like you're torn between second-hand embarrassment and yikes.

"What was that?" Dick asks, his eyes directly at you.

"Got me." You shrug. If Dick really can't figure out what Jason is upset about, he's actively choosing to be obvious or something because Dick isn't stupid.

Dick shakes his head and decides he'll deal with it later. "Gar, come on, need you again." Dick starts walking past all of you.

"I'll come to your room later." Gar gives you an apologetic look.

"I'm gonna check on Jason anyway." You roll your eyes and everyone goes their separate ways, leaving Rachel in the living room.

You head to Jason's room where his music is yet again blaring. You bang on the door and he doesn't answer at first. You suck in a breath and decide you’re just going to keep banging on the door until he answers it. It's a solid minute of knocking before the door swings open, Jason's cheeks red and his eyes wide, filled of rage.

"What the fuck?!"

"Move." You move past him and Jason wants to know why you do this? And why does he let you? You spin around. "What the fuck to you? What the fuck was that with Dick, dude?"

"Oh, this is about Dick, huh?" Jason yells, his face scrunching with anger as he shuts the door.

"You were going to fight him." You say through gritted teeth. "Why?"

"He thinks he fucking knows everything!" Jason swings his arm out. "But he got fucking beat by Dr. Light, a fucking dude whose power is a streetlamp." Jason scoffs, the very thought of this guy comical to him.

"Okay." You lower your voice. "So, why not let him wallow in his own mistakes then? Why do you gotta rub it in?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? You're taking his side?!" Jason’s voice goes up an octave.

"NO!" You yell at him. "I'll always take y0our side! Just..." You pause, letting yourself take a breath. "Just, fucking talk to me, Jay." You cave, chewing the inside of your cheek. He's never gone after Dick before. It's like all of them said, Jason gets mad and rants and raves, trains a bit, and that's it. He doesn't go after people, but tonight he did. You’re worried about him.

Jason shakes his head, looking to the ground and you have this way of calming him down. You’re just as hot-headed as he is but when he's screaming, you can just stay calm. It might take a minute, but you calming down and asking him such a simple question, gets him to cool off. It’s the way you call him Jay and it’s like it flips the switch. You call him that nickname, you’re the only one, and he knows he can talk.

"I just wanna fucking help." Jason scoffs, leaning against his door. "I feel fucking useless here and he won't let me fucking help. If I could show him what I can do..."

"Maybe he'll let you actually help." You finish for him.

"Yeah, Robin is like," Jason lets out a scoff. "It's the one thing I've been fucking good at. It feels like it's being taken away from me and there's nothing I can fucking do about it." There's a break in his voice and you feel for him.

It's the first time he's admitted any of that. The thing about Robin is Jason has always been a hothead. He's always liked attention. The world has been unfair to him his entire life. But, he puts on that suit and the hot-headedness actually comes in handy sometimes, dealing with these big bads like the Riddler and the Joker. The attention is on him because he's a hero with Batman. And he gets to level the playing field in the world that's treated him so poorly. He's so good at it, too and he knows it. But, it's all being ripped away from him. Sure, it’s his own doing but, maybe if Bruce or Dick offered him an ear every now and again, they would get why Jason does things like joyrides in the Batmobile and riding a motorcycle in the manor.

"Yeah, I get that." You nod and move to stand next to him, leaning against his door with him. "But, uh, for what's it worth, I would care to argue you're also a good friend. You're good at that."

Jason lets out a laugh. "Yeah, that's real fucking inspiring."

You shrug, laughing with him. "It's better than nothing, right? No, but you're a good reader and you are funny. You are a good Robin. You’re a better Robin than Dick was." You eye him, the laugh falling. "And I'm not just filling your ego." You give him a smirk.

"Aw, can't fill it even a little, babe?" Jason's brows knit together and he's got this half-cocked grin that makes your stomach twist. 

The nickname makes your knees weak. "Absolutely not, shithead."

Jason lets out another laugh. "Thank you."

"Yeah, no problem. You know I'm always gonna be here for ya." You give him a wink. "I don't think Dick's worth it anyway." You let out a sigh.

"Back to having an issue with him?" Jason nods with understanding. He's in a constant state of flip-flopping on having an issue with him.

"Nah, I just mean I don't think he's worth it. If you're gonna fight a Titan, at least make it worth it, ya know? Like, it's Dick. He's whatever and it's like tragic in a pathetic kind of way to watch two Robins fight each other. I mean how fucking cliche. Fight Hank or some shit." You scoff. "Or prove yourself in a different way, one that doesn't involve tagging along where they shove you into a corner anyway."

"I'd obliterate Hank." Jason chortles, his head is high and his chest puffed out with confidence.

"See, exactly!" You cheer.

Jason pauses for a second and maybe you have a point. Maybe he could find a way to show Dick in a different way. He doesn't need to rely on Dick to invite him out onto the field. He could just do it himself.

"Hey," Jason's brows furrow as he looks to you, an idea popping into his head. "Gar still helping Dick?"

Your eyes narrow at him, not liking the question. "Assume so...why?"

"We could help." Jason proposes the idea and you just know he doesn't want to sit in front of a computer as a way to help. Jason is a hands-on kind of hero.

"Mmm." You hum. "What's your angle?"

"You said prove myself in a different way." Jason give you an eerily innocent smile.

"Mhm." You hum. "Yeah, he's probably in the comms lab trying to locate Dr. Light again." You tell him, trying to figure out what exactly he's getting at. Jason is anything but innocent.

Jason pushes himself from the door, gesturing for you to follow his lead. "So, let's help. An apology to Dick, offer my help here."

"Yeah, I don't believe your intentions are so pure if I'm being honest." You state, keeping your stance against his door.

Jason has a cocked grin, eyes devious. "You gonna stop me?"

You should but he didn't stop you. So, you roll your eyes and push off of the door. "Guess not."

Jason has this triumphant smile that makes your heart beat a little faster. Jason opens the door and you follow him. Something in you is saying Jason doesn't want to help with this. Not in this way. You worry he's going this to hunt Dr. Light down himself. But, he went with for Jerry. He never tried to talk you out of it because he knew he couldn't and you know you can't talk him out of this. You needed it and Jason needs this, too. Plus, you aren’t completely sure that’s what his plan is.

You get to the comms lab, Gar quickly typing away as Jason leans against the table, facing Gar. His hands grip the edge as he waits for Gar to look at him. You stand off to the side of Gar's chair.

"Hey?" Gar questions, looking between the two of you.

"Hey." Jason greets a little too kindly.

"You okay?" Gar asks, this time his voice has a little bit of concern. He takes a quick glance at you and then brings his eyes back to Jason.

"Yeah, yeah, I've been knocked down before." Jason nods his head, looking to you.

"Look, uh, Dick just reacted he didn't mean anything by it." Gar says, his voice soft and you want to melt. He's so kind and sweet and caring. He never wants anyone to hurt anyone, physically or mentally. He is so good.

"Yeah, he did." Jason keeps his voice level and honest. He gains this tired grin. "Look, I know what I am. I'm a dirty little favor to Bruce. And probably why they reopened this place." Jason looks around the room. "Scrap heap for rejects." You roll your eyes at the comment before you go back to eyeing him carefully.

"I'm not a reject." Gar shakes his head, his voice displeased and hurt by the remark.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean you." Jason shakes his head before looking at you. "Or you." He looks back to Gar.

"Look, you're not a reject, either, Jason. We're...we're Titans." Gar gets this huge smile, one of accomplishment and pride.

You keep your eyes narrowed as the smile falls from Jason's face. He's manipulating Gar. It's the way he spoke with ease. The way he smiled that wreaked of bad intentions. And that's when you know for certain. He wants to find Dr. Light so he can go after him. Jason wants to help in a different way, meaning he wants to do it all himself. That's the only reason why he walked in here the way he did, saying what he said and how he said it. If he came in here, immediately asking to help, a red flag would have been triggered for Gar. 

Jason turns to look at the large screen. "Hey, can I help you?" Jason asks, gaining the smile back as he pushes off the table.

"Uh, sure?" Gar says, leaning forward and wheeling the chair closer to the controls. "You okay?" Gar asks, looking back to you. "You're really quiet."

"Oh, yeah." You nod, glancing between and Gar and Jason. "It's nothing, it's fine." You’re not gonna get in the middle of Jason trying to find Dr. Light and him going off to find him. Gar won’t let Jason help if you say anything.

Gar eyes you with a bit of suspicion but decides not to press. He moves back to the computer and looks at the large screen that Jason is now standing just inches from.

"I'm just looking for heat signatures. After Dr. Light absorbed all that energy, he's gotta be radiation hot." Gar explains.

"What's that?" Jason points to a blank spot on the map.

Gar zooms in. "Emergency exits on the Bayline train station. Underground, so impossible to read."

"Train tunnels must have underground heat sensors." Jason looks behind him to Gar.

"Good idea." Gar gets this interested smile as he wheels over to the right and starts typing. "I'm just gonna piggyback on the Bayline system." Gar says and just like that, where there was once a blank spot, it's now glowing red. A large smile comes to your face and this is why Dick should give him a chance. He is in fact clever. Jason lets out a single laugh, a large and proud smile on his face. "Holy shit." Gar beams as a similar laugh leaves his lips. Gar wheels back over to the center of the control panel. "You're amazing, Jason. I think we got him." Gar says, barely finishing his sentence before he pushes off the chair, immediately heading for the hallway.

"Woah, where ya going?" Jason calls after him, quickly catching up to Gar before he can leave.

"To tell Dick." Gar states as if Jason should have known.

"I got a better idea." Jason starts and you groan internally. This isn't good. "Look, why don't we go take a quick look to make sure." Jason offers and you’re shocked he isn't going off on his own. You definitely expected him to try and sneak out of here. "Cause if we're wrong, we'll look like assholes."

Gar nods his head, an unamused smile on his lips. "Yeah..." He stops nodding, snapping his eyes at Jason. "No." He quickly turns back around to the hallway.

"Gar! I need this." Jason pleads and Gar stops again. "To make things right with Dick, to show him what I can do. Okay? What we can do."

Gar walks back over to Jason. "He knows what you can do." Gar's voice is sympathetic as he shakes his head. "You're Batman's guy." Gar's voice is quieter this time but still drenched in the same sincerity.

"Was." Jason corrects him. You raise a brow. This is the first time he's thought of Robin in the past tense. "I'm not saying we go rogue." Jason explains. "We'll just do some visual verification, lay eyes on the guy and call Dick. Look, help me out Gar." Jason pleads with him and this time, it seems Jason is being sincere rather than manipulating him. But, you know Jason won't call Dick. "I could use a win."

Gar pauses and looks past Jason to you, your feet seeming to be glued to the floor. "What do you think?" Gar asks. "You haven't said anything."

You let out a sigh, Jason turning and his eyes boring into you. If you say Jason is right, that'll be it. The three of you will go and it could end poorly. If you say Gar is right, Jason will be mad and probably go anyway. At least, if all three of you are there, maybe something horrible won't happen. You kind of owe him anyway and you do kind of agree with Jason. But, you feel like you’re not choosing on if you should go after Dr. Light or tell Dick. Instead, you feel like you’re choosing between the boys with both of them looking at you and expecting you to agree with both of them.

"I dunno." Your voice holds reluctance. "I just..."

"Come on, Y/n." Jason pleads with you now. "You wanna prove it to Dick, too, right? You just said you're tired of being cooped up here. When we went after Jerry, as soon as you said we should call him, we did. It's the same thing."

You let out a sigh because you know that. "Stop kissing my ass." You roll your eyes. "I mean..." You look to Gar. "We could be heroes tonight." You raise your brow at him and there's a drop in Gar's expression but Jason's brightens. You don't want to sit around helping like this either. You want to do something and you do not want Jason to get himself killed tonight.

"Really?" Gar's voice is filled of disappointment. He thought you'd side with him, especially with how you were right after going after Jerry.

"I mean..." You pause. "I've fucked up with Dick, too and it does suck. If we could do this for him, maybe it'll prove that we're more than just those fuck ups. You haven't done anything, of course, but you're like...the responsible one." You state before looking to Jason. "No offense." You look back to Gar. "If we have you with us, maybe Dick will appreciate the three of us working together and being there for backup, ya know?"

Gar pauses and he's not winning this. He can tell by the looks in yours and Jason’s eyes, you're both a bit desperate to prove something. Jason just wants to prove that he is worth something. He's worth the time and the effort and the energy. He's meant to be Robin. You, Gar isn't really sure what you want to prove. But, it's the way your brows furrow and your voice quivers that he can tell it means something to you. Maybe you just want to prove you’re useful. You’re the only one no one who hasn’t been in some type of fight that isn't training. Everyone even saw Rose on the TV fighting. So, Gar caves despite his better judgment.

"Quick look, then we call Dick." Gar's voice is serious and stern, as if he's really taking the comment about being the responsible one to heart.

Jason smiles casually as he nods. "I promise."

"Let's get going then and hurry the fuck up." You walk past Jason.

"I'm gonna grab something real quick, I'll meet you guys outside." Jason says before walking past you, jogging down the hallway.

Gar gives you a look as the two of you head down the same hallway. "Siding with Jason?"

You let out a sigh. "I get it, ya know?" You shrug your shoulders. "Like...I dunno just wanting to be good enough." Your voice is quiet. "We all just want to be good enough for something, right? And I have these new powers and I'm going stir-crazy over it. I feel useless. I'm the only one who hasn't done anything. I beat up some basic ass psycho. He never even put up a fucking fight." You scoff. "I owe him, ya know?"

"You don't." Gar shakes his head. "And you are good enough. Dick knows you are." Gar urges and he doesn’t want you making bad decisions to prove something Dick already knows.

"It's different, Gar." You lick your lips. "Jason never tried to talk me out of going. He knew he couldn't do it. He knew I wouldn't listen to him. So, he came with to make sure I'd be okay and that I wouldn't kill him." You shake your head. "Uh....just...I don't want to get into the nitty-gritty of it all that night but," You look to the floor, watching as your shoes touch the floor. "He did a lot for me that night, like what you do." You nod at him and Gar gets it now.

Maybe you and Jason do flirt with each other and maybe there is something going on. He doesn't really know and a part of him would like to be left in ignorant bliss about it but ever since that night, something was different between you and Jason. Gar can't put his finger on it, but it seemed different. And now he knows why. You got to see a side of Jason no one else ever gets to see. Jason treats you like a person and you do him. Jason makes you feel like a person, an important person just like Gar does. It's just a little different.

Gar nods with understanding. "For the record," Gar lets out a sigh. "I think you're both good enough."

Heat creeps through your cheeks as your face softens. "Thank you, Gar." You feel the giddiness course through your veins. "You are also plenty good enough."

Gar chuckles softly. "Thanks, Y/n." Gar reaches his door, opening it. "Just grabbing my jacket."

"Yeah, I'm gonna grab a different hoodie." You jerk your head towards your room.

The two of you part ways to grab your different clothes. Gar goes with his red and white jacket while you grab a black athletic jacket. It's warm, jet-black, and it's a zip-up. You tie a belt around your waist, the belt lined with varying knives you’ve been given over the last few months from Dick. And you hide it under your hoodie. You know damn well this is going to get ugly and if Gar sees this, he'll back out and tell Dick. But, you aren't going to go unprepared. So, you hide it.

Once the three of you are outside, you head off to find Dr. Light. Jason, naturally showed up in his Robin suit. You and Gar aren’t even surprised. It's completely on brand. You think Jason would sleep in it if he could.

Once you reach the tunnels, that's when things start feeling a little off. You have a bad feeling in the pit of your stomach. Something just doesn't feel quite right here. A part of you thinks you’re just anxious over facing a villain. You know Jason isn't going to call Dick. He's going to put up a fight because that's just Jason. He's going against all odds to prove himself and this is a perfect opportunity. So, maybe you’re just anxious about that. But, you try to brush it off because you’re with the two boys who would never let anything happen to you.

"I thought this was reconnaissance only." Gar states as the three of you head down the stairs into the tunnels. "You're overdressed." Gar sounds tired and like he's done dealing with Jason's shit.

Jason laughs. "Exactly reconnaissance on a homicidal psychopath." The three of you stop walking. Jason leans against the railing on his side, facing you and Gar. You stand right in the middle of them. "Safety first."

"Yeah...that's why you wore the suit." You quip as you cross your arms over your chest.

Gar looks at the two of you before shaking his head. "I'm calling Dick." He says, completely through with now the both of you as he goes to head up the stairs.

"Gar, wait." You call but you keep your footing where you are.

"Yeah, come on, man." Jason whines. "Okay, you agreed to help me out. Please?"

"It'll be fine." You assure Gar with the easy shrug of your shoulders.

"See, Y/n’s on board." Jason points at you with an open palm. "Let's go." Jason jerks his head down the stairs.

Gar is so fed up with this already. He just gestures lazily out in front of him for Jason to take the lead again. The three of you walk down the stairs together, Jason feeling fantastic about himself, Gar wants to go home, and you’re stuck in between the two of them, literally and figuratively.

"Alright," Jason says as you reach the bottom of the stairs, all of you coming to a stop. "Let's uh, let's split up."

"Huh?" Gar hums, his voice high-pitched.

You scrunch your entire face at Jason, appalled. "Are you fucking kidding me?!"

"What?" Jason scoffs.

"Bad idea!" You groan.

"Man," Gar puts a hand on Jason's shoulder. "Don't you remember any of the horror movies we've watched?" There's a bit of panic in his voice.

"One of the easiest rules to remember is to not split up, Jason." You explain dramatically.

"You both wanna get out here fast, right?" Jason nods his head slowly and dramatically. "The three of us will get the job done in half the time." Jason says as he starts walking off.

"One of us definitely needs to go with him." You let out a sigh.

Gar's face is panicked but he manages a frown at you. "No way."

"Hey, I'm not going alone and you and I both know Jason functions strictly on reckless abandon. One of us has to be with him for safety measures." You gesture an open hand down the tunnel. "He's already left us." Honestly, you’re not happy about the whole splitting up thing but Jason seemed to make that decision for the three of you.

Gar lets out a groan. "Fine, okay." He puts a hand on your shoulder and squeezes softly. "I just, I got a bad feeling."

You nod but you choose not to put more worry into him. You don't like when he worries so much. "It'll be fine. You can turn into a tiger, I can melt people, Jason is very good at kicking ass and he does have the Robin suit which has weapons. We'll be fine." You rest a hand on Gar's shoulder and give him a gentle smile. The action was supposed to make him feel better but something about it doesn’t.

"Okay." He nods reluctantly.

"Meet you after." You give Gar a wink before turning and jogging down one of the tunnels to catch up with Jason.

You catch up with Jason, Jason hearing your pattering footsteps behind him. He knows it's you by the lightless of your steps.

"Can I fucking help you?" Jason quips.

"How-how did you know it was me?" You ask as you catch up to him, coming to a walking speed.

Jason lets out a laugh. "You're not fucking subtle." If anyone was going to follow him, it’d be you.

"Ha-ha." You mock him. "I came to make sure..." You pause as Jason looks at you, eyes narrowed and this is like when you went to beat up Jerry. Him in the Robin suit, you in street clothes, going to find a piece of shit. Maybe there's a bit of comfort in reckless abandon. "You don't kill him." You flash him a smirk.

There's a prideful smile across Jason's lips as he looks forward. He got the reference. He remembers telling you that that night.

"Gonna be able to pull me off him, huh?"

"Well," You shrug. "I was trained by the best, ya know?" You lift your hoodie so he can see the knives. "I, too, came a little overdressed for the occasion."

Jason lets out a laugh, his nose scrunching. "Yeah? And how's Gar feel about that?"

"Oh, well, he doesn't know." You let outa sigh, a guilty expression on your face. "He would have told Dick if he saw but I wasn't coming unprepared."

A triumphant smile pulls at Jason's lips as he boasts his chest. "Well, hey, I'm just glad you finally fucking admit I'm the best." Jason chortles.

"Oh, shut the fuck up." You roll your eyes. "Seriously, though," You let out a breath. "This is honestly stupid, like you know that, right?"

The smile falls. "No, he's a stupid fucking lightbulb."

"Uh-huh, yes, but the other Titans seem afraid of him. You don't think that's the least bit weird?" You raise.

"Could just be that Deathstroke is out there and his daughter is at the tower." Jason snarks.

"Fair." You let out a sigh, knowing that might be true. Everything you’ve heard about Dr. Light doesn’t sound too terrifying in terms of bad guys. "You don't seem to mind who Rose's dad is." You look to the ground for a split second, Jason catching it and a smirk comes to his face. Game time.

"Jealous?" He quips, looking at you and you think the mask makes him look a little goofy and he knows exactly what he's doing because you asked him the same thing last time.

"You fucking wish." You mock him and Jason lets out this laugh that bubbles your stomach. You wish he laughed more.

"If I did?" Jason continues and this time you look at him. He's looking straight ahead with a smirk that makes you want to kiss it right off his face. Shut him right up. But, you don't because you do like Gar.

You roll your eyes. "Alright, you fucking smartass."

"You always do that." Jason remarks, his voice drenched in confidence.

"Do what?" You glance to Jason.

"Deflect, backtrack. We go and back forth, and when you get stuck, you backtrack." Jason tilts his head to the right and then straights it back out with a shrug.

"Your point?" You raise, curious where he's going with this, but give him a teasing grin anyway.

Jason shrugs. "No point, just pointing it out." He is curious why you always do it. He wonders if it's because of Gar. Maybe you'd commit a bit more to the flirty banter, keep it going, if it weren't for Gar. Or maybe it's because it's him. He doesn't know but he definitely likes trying to figure you out.

"Mhm." You hum, not believing him. "Well? You and Rose?"

You don't even know why you’re pushing for an answer but you are. They've been hanging out a little more and you’re curious. Rose is cool and you like Rose. You swear it's not jealousy, that's not why you’re asking. You’re just curious.

"Why don't you tell me why you wanna know so bad?" Jason's brows are furrowed as he looks to you, his smirk turning taunting.

You wave a finger at him. "Why don't you tell me why you wanna know about Gar and me so bad?" You match the smirk with pride. 

Jason's eyes narrow at you, a smile pulling up as he licks his bottom lip and turns forward again. He wants to know but only if it's the answer he wants. He'd rather not have to hear that you like him and he likes you. That you're some sort of couple or you want them to be. You are Jason’s friend so he'd suck it up for you, of course, but he doesn't want to actively hear it. The idea of rejection makes his mouth grow sour. But, he's not going to tell you that.

"You first." Jason states and decides to throw the ball in your court.

You shrug. The issue with the two boys for you is that Gar makes you feel stable and safe, secure. He makes you happy and you feel...content. You feel this weird feeling of peace with him that you can't quite explain. In a way, you feel kind of like your old self, but a more mature version of it. It's not about the games or jokes between you, it's just very soft. It is warmth like a fireplace in a brutal winter. You feel like nothing bad or dangerous could ever be happen with Gar because of the peace that just radiates from him. You can't even figure it out which is fun. He makes you feel comfortable, something you really miss. But, then there's Jason.

Jason makes you feel like you’re on fire. Every part of you is bursting into flames around him and it doesn't even hurt, it's just exhilarating. It feels like the two of you could burn an entire city down together. And yet, you feel safe with him, too. There is not a single doubt in your mind that Jason would protect you against anything in the world. And you'd do the same for him. Jason has this sort of recklessness about him that you find intriguing. You don't know what he's gonna do or what he's thinking, something about that is endearing. Jason makes you feel alive with the fire in your belly and that brings you this sense of comfort you have craved for years. And you don't have to hide anything from him, not any of the trauma because Jason has already seen it all and went through it all. He just gets you. But, then you come back to Gar again and the idea of just being soft. The two boys have pros and cons, every person does, and you know what you want but you’re not sure if what you want meets what you need. So, you shrug.

"I mean, she's pretty and you seemed into her." You let the words roll off your tongue as if it's not a bitter sting in your throat.

Jason nods once. "Yeah, she is." He chuckles softly, it's fake though. "Don't know." Jason huffs. "Don't really know her, ya know?"

"Mhm, yeah." You nod your head. "I get it."

"You seem into Gar. He's definitely into you." Jason lets out a breath, deciding to make something up, piggybacking off your reasoning.

"Yeah..." You let out a huff, a sad smile on your lips. "He does sometimes but I don't know."

Your lack of mention about your feelings doesn't go unnoticed by Jason. But, he doesn't say anything. He doesn't want to know. "Oh, no, he does." Jason's eyes widen. "Everyone can fucking see it." He chortles a little more bitterly than he intended.

"Not to me." You scoff. You look to the ground and back to Jason who hasn't taken his eyes off of you. You look forward and that's when you see a little bit of light from the end of the tunnel. "What's that?" You jerk your head forward, Jason shining the flashlight in that direction.

"Found him." Jason smirks, more to himself than to you.

"So, we're calling Dick, right?" You raise a brow at him as you both keep walking.

Jason just looks at you and he knows you’re being facetious. "You gonna call him? Or you gonna let me fucking do this?"

You sigh. "I'm not gonna stop you." You shake your head. "By the time I go call Dick, it'll be over. Go do your thing, I'll be here if you need help and to make sure you don't kill him." You flash him a smile.

"Thanks." Jason's voice is sincere as he walks further ahead of you, ready to take out the walking, talking lightbulb.

Dr. Light is using his energy or taking energy from the tunnels, Jason and you can't quite tell. But, while doing that, it sees he also sucks the energy from Jason's flashlight, it dying while Jason bangs it with his hand. This gets Dr. Light's attention.

"What? The big kids weren't available?" Dr. Light asks once he's on his feet. "They sent Junior Robin." The whole tunnel goes dark and suddenly you’re anxious. Maybe you should have gone with Gar. "Maybe you're just a fanboy."

Jason throws his flashlight off to the side, clearly not having whatever bullshit Dr. Light is going to keep throwing at him. The back of your head starts throbbing, the throbbing echoing to the front. Dr. Light starts firing light bursts, you and Jason dodging out of the way quickly. The throbbing in your head gets louder and more aggressive. Dr. Light lets out a sinister snicker as you move to Jason, grabbing his arm to try and help him up. Dr. Light towers over you both until you get to your feet. You let go and Jason lunges at Dr. Light, punching him in the face with a yell. Dr. Light puts up a good fight and overpowers Jason, throwing Jason right into the wall of the tunnel. He grabs Jason by the collar and throws him to the ground before moving to you.

Your hands glow at your sides, eying Dr. Light. You have no intentions of fighting him today. This isn't exactly what you signed up for but hey, if Jason and you get this guy, that's bonus points for you.

"Some competition." Dr. Light cackles before shooting a light burst at you but you’re faster because of the throbbing. You were out of the way before the light burst even left Dr. Light.

"Maybe for you," You snark, looking just past him where Jason is kneeling, getting to his feet. "Not for us though." You shoot acid at him, just missing as he dodges and he laughs but as he's turning around, you’re already throwing a knife, the knife grazing his arm.

Dr. Light glares at you, feeling the blood trickle down his arm. He's not going easy on either of you now, he will not be beaten up by two little Tikes. But, Jason is back on his feet now, a look of determination and stubbornness that you can make out even in the dark tunnel.

"Hey, Lightbulb." Jason snarks, getting his attention. "Pick on someone your own fucking size."

Dr. Light takes the opportunity to shoot light bursts at Jason but Jason is also quicker and dodges them and blocks them with his cape. You officially think the cape is the coolest part of his suit. The light didn't do anything to Jason or his cape. It's actually really cool.

"Is it light like light beer light?" Jason quips.

"Shut the fuck up." Dr. Light yells, shooting more light bursts at Jason. You stand behind Dr. Light, letting Jason do his thing as promised and you have to admit, this guy is a fucking idiot. Jason and you have him cornered and he can't even focus on both of you. The older Titans are so scared of him...because?

"Fuck you!" Jason yells before he storms Dr. Light.

Jason starts punching him and Dr. Light can't get a single hit in. You stand back and let him just go for it. He let you go after Jerry, so you let him go after Dr. Light. You do, however, stand with a knife in your hand, the other hand glowing faintly as if waiting for this to go south. If Dr. Light suddenly gets this burst of energy, you want to be prepared to step in and help Jason. But, by the look of Jason grabbing him and pining Dr. Light to the ground, you don't think he'll need it.

"This Titan's back bitch." Jason snarls before going in for more punches to Dr. Light's face.

You move closer anyway as Jason's punches get more erratic and aggressive, getting the sense you'll have to pull him off. As you watch, you get a glimpse of how Jason felt that night. Based on things Jason has said, you know he views Jerry like he views any other villain, a waste of space. There is not a single part of you that thinks he was ever against you beating him up. He only pulled you off so you wouldn't be a murderer and have to live with the repercussion of that. And you get it because while watching him is actually pretty badass and, albeit, very attractive, it is worrisome.

He's aggressive and filled of fire. It's like he could go through this for hours and not get tired. You don't want him to be so angry anymore. He doesn't deserve to have so much aggression in him. He's better than that, he's worth more than that. And you want to stop him because there's this throbbing starting again in the back of your head. Dr. Light is on the ground, Jason has him, someone is coming. The throbbing intensifies, right at the base of your head and you know.

You spin around, only to be met with Deathstroke, holding his sword out a centimeter from your face. Your heart stops, your breath caught in your throat while time freezes. This is so much worse than Dr. Light and it’s only going to get worse. Jason is going to turn around and probably lose it. And Dr. Light starts cackling underneath Jason as Jason pauses for a breath.

Jason thinks he's just a twisted fuck for a second. Surely, this guy isn’t crazy enough to think getting the shit beat out of him is funny. That's the only logical explanation except that you haven't said a single word and you’re not in his eyesight anymore.

"Jay?" You call and your voice is so small, Jason's heart sinks.

He turns around slowly and there's Deathstroke with a sword to your face. Jason's entire heart feels like it's been ripped from his chest. It's nearly paralyzed him. He didn't prepare for this and suddenly, he's drowning in his own regret. He should have known better.

"Drop the knife." Deathstroke says calmly.

You suck in a breath, eyes locked on Deathstroke. Jason watches as his eyes are filled with panic and you drop the knife, the metal clanking against the concrete beneath you. You both are so fucked. Dr. Light gets the upper hand now, grabbing Jason by the cape and punching him. Jason lets out a yell as Dr. Light attacks him.

On instinct, you take a step back, turning around to face Dr. Light. You don’t make any further movements, knowing Deathstroke could stab you and kill you at any point. But, you’re not going to face Deathstroke while Dr. Light decides he can target Jason now.

"Just stop!" You yell out. "What? Guys can't lay a hand on the other Titans so you target us?" You yell to try and distract Dr. Light but it's no use.

Jason gets knocked out with one of the punches, Dr. Light considering it a job well done and before you can even process anything else, there’s a harsh hit to your head, sending you unconscious as well.

Gar heard Jason scream and you yelling something incoherent from the tunnel he went down. His heart and stomach drop right to his feet. He immediately starts sprinting to where the two of you went. He knew this was a bad idea. He knew the second Jason brought up splitting up, it would be a bad idea. And he had a worse feeling when you remained silent. It's unlike you to be quiet and he thought maybe it was because you agreed with him, that you should tell Dick. You just didn't want to argue with Jason and only agreed to it because you feel you owe him. But, now, he's thinking maybe it really was just that you wanted this, too and Gar is kicking himself because he should have known. He should have known the two of you going off together would only end in a disaster and his thoughts are confirmed when he reaches the tunnel you were in.

He finds Jason’s tossed flashlight, one of your knives, and two streaks of blood on the pavement. Gar is about to lose his mind in a fit of panic. You and Jason have been kidnapped.

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Remain By His Side Ch.2

Chp.1 Chp.3

The funeral of your brother. died in Raccoon City.

You didn't expect to see Leon at the funeral.

warnings: Sibling death, loss of an older brother, mentions of broken family, reader is numb from grief, funerals, military funeral, honestly kinda playing fast and loose with lore and what Leon was doing after RE2, Not proof read at all

The only thing left of your brother was the folded flag in the hands of your parents. 

 

Died a hero in Raccoon City. 

 

Killed in action. 

 

Gone but not forgotten.

 

Your family was fractured. Your mother was inconsolable. Your older sister was destroyed. Your younger brother was a mess. Only your father was holding his head high, but you recognized the growing cracks. 

 

He was hiding his grief, all to appear strong. For your broken family.

 

You…had gone numb. Your brain shut off your emotions, unable to process at the moment. 

 

A woman approached you after the funeral. She had short brown hair and kind, deep blue eyes. She introduced herself as Jill Valentine, someone who trained with your brother. 

 

A woman who trained in Delta Force?

 

She must have been impressive in order to achieve such a feat. 

 

Jill offered her condolences. She gave you a card with her phone number and offered to be a friend if you needed it.

 

Her words sounded muffled. Apparently your attention span couldn’t handle much else. Your eyes gazed over the funeral attendees. They were all dressed in black. Some were military, wearing the standard ceremonial uniform. Others were civilians. Distant family you couldn’t remember the names to. 

 

Your eyes landed on someone you didn’t expect. 

 

Leon Kennedy.

 

His arm was in a sling. He seemed out of place. If it wasn’t for Sherry holding his hand, you would assume he wasn’t supposed to be here. but he was here for her, it seemed.

 

You walked away from Jill in a haze before approaching. 

 

“Hi…” You greeted softly. 

 

Sherry let go of Leon and immediately hugged you. Your hands went to her shoulders and you looked up at the former officer in front of you. 

 

He looked…tired. Probably more tired than you. 

 

“Hi.” He responded to you with a nod, “I’m sorry for your loss.”

 

You’ve heard that sentence too many times in the past week.

 

“I’m sorry…” you were about to repeat the words back to him. Who did Leon lose? What was left behind in Raccoon City? What parts of himself were burned away, just like your brother was?

 

“Thank you.” You ended up settling on. 

 

There was a silence between the two of you as attendees of the funeral mingled and chatted. 

 

“Is…is Sherry being taken care of?” You asked him, lowering your voice. 

 

You haven't been able to take your cousin with you. She had to remain in the government's hands. Even now, you knew the man in the sharp suit and sunglasses behind her was most likely her handler. 

 

Harmless testing. They called it. Yet, you knew it was anything but harmless. They were isolating a little girl because she had been infected and cured of the G-virus. Your cousin was no longer a person in the government's eyes. She was an experiment. A potential threat. Or potential weapons.

 

Sure, physically she might be fine. But mentally? Emotionally?

 

Leon nodded solemnly, “I’m making sure of that.” he answered you honestly. 

 

You couldn’t stop the small smile on your lips, “Thank you.” 

 

Sherry let go of your waist to grab your hand with her left. She then grabbed Leon's with her right, keeping the both of you together. 

 

Cute. You thought. You needed something cute today. your brother was now 6 feet under the ground. you needed some joy.

 

Your attention went back to the former police officer, “How's your shoulder?”

 

He moved it slightly in its sling, but winced ever so slightly, “It’s fine. The bullet went through, so recovery will be a few months.” 

 

You nodded in understanding. From what you understood, getting shot was probably a 10 on the pain scale. Something you hoped you never had to go through. Your eyes went back to Sherry. She was staring ahead, at the people around you. However, once her eyes rested on your mom, she let go and went over to her. She hasn’t spoken at all. Too emotional or overwhelmed maybe…

 

It occurred to you that Sherry was here because of him. If Leon and another woman you hadn't met, Claire, hadn’t found her. Hadn’t protected her, she would have been killed by the zombies. Or the bombs the president fired upon the city. 

 

You swallowed, deciding to ask something potentially crazy, “do you need a place to stay? While you recover?”

 

He was a stranger. It was stupid and potentially dangerous. People have been killed by opening their homes to random people. 

 

No, if Leon was like that, then he wouldn’t have risked his life and limbs to protect your cousin.

 

His baby blue eyes were wide. Clearly he wasn't expecting such a question, “I..uhm..” He rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand, “I…I’m not sure if…”

 

“If you need,” you quickly cut him off, hoping to make him feel less awkward, “I have a spare bedroom in my apartment…” It ate at you that Leon, being as kind and caring as he was, didn’t have anyone in the world to turn to. Where would he go? Did he have a place to truly call home ? or was your sympathy based on stupid assumptions?

 

“I appreciate the offer.” He mumbled, clearing his throat, “But once my shoulder is recovered, I'm….” His words faded off, as if even he wasn't entirely sure where he would go. There was a deep look of sadness in his eyes, “I’m going to be going to basic training.”

 

He didn’t have a home. Not anymore. Not when Raccoon City was a crater and a pile of ash. So he joined the military. At least he’d have 3 hots and a cot...

 

“Well…do you need a place to crash until your shoulder is healed?” Maybe you were being pushy. He said no. You should have just accepted his answer. or maybe he wasn't allowed.

 

There was a feeling in your heart though, that you should fight for him. Keep him in your life.

 

It was appreciation. Without him, Sherry would be dead.

 

Honestly, offering your spare bed to him was the least you could do.

 

Leon seemed unsure. Maybe even slightly embarrassed, “I…don’t know.” He admitted after a couple of seconds. 

 

You frowned, “well…” your eyes looked around, “Wait here.” Your steps lead you to your moms side. Wordlessly you dug through her black purse and pulled out a pen and some old recipe. She didn’t mind, you've done this many times growing up.

 

She was always prepared. Always had something on hand for any occasion.

 

You walked back to Leon, scribbling your apartment phone number on the small piece of paper. He looked confused, flustered even, when you handed your number to him, “Feel free to call me if you change your mind.” You smiled at him, hoping he’d accept at some point. 

 

He awkwardly took the paper from you and after a few moments nodded, “Right…thanks.” he mumbled, unsure what else to say. 

 

You were about to speak when your dad approached, putting a hand on your shoulder. 

 

It was time to go. 

 

“I hope I'll hear from you.” You gave Leon a farewell smile before stepping away to rejoin the remains of your family. To your surprise, or perhaps worry, you hadn’t cried yet. You were the only one among your remaining siblings that held it together. 

 

Honestly, at this point, you knew the moment you were alone you’d finally break. Finally cry, scream and sob over your brother. But right now, you’d take the numb feeling. The deep nothingness that overwhelmed your mind.

 

Sherry was pulled back to her handler, and you watched her rejoin Leon. he was looking at your number before slipping it into his pocket. The two of them were ushered away, most likely going back to…wherever the government decided they’d be.

 

Good. you thought to yourself, Maybe he’ll call.

 

You returned to campus 6 days later. And the wired phone in your apartment rang 2 days after that.

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Commission post here! Specific character pictures for you to edit! We can 100% negotiate price because I want to be affordable for most people/everyone as best as I can. Base rate, $10/200 pictures

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I have a very limited access to movies and shows so the ones I can offer are below under the cut:

ANCIENT ANIMALS

MOVIES

The Hunt for Red October

The Mist

Alien Planet

Dog Soldiers

Dragonlance Dragons of Autumn Twilight

The Last Voyage of the Demeter

SHOWS

Babylon 5

Battletech Cartoon

Bitten

D&D Cartoon

Stargate SG-1

Transformers: Beast Machines

Transformers: Beast Wars

Transformers G1

Transformers the Movie

Transformers Prime

Voltron Vehicle Force

Vox Machina (season 1 only atm)

ANIME - LEIJIVERSE

Cosmo Warrior Zero

Galaxy Express

Gun Frontier

Harlock Saga - The Ring of the Nibelung

Interstellar 5555

Queen Emeraldas

Queen Millennia (might not be high quality)

Space Pirate Captain Harlock

Space Pirate Captain Herlock: Outside Legend - The Endless Odyssey

SSX Endless Orbit

Arcadia of my Youth

Space Pirate Captain Harlock (2013 movie)

Space Pirate Captain Harlock: Riddle of the Arcadia

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Irresponsible Captain Tylor TV series

Irresponsible Captain Tylor OVA series

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Legend of the Galactic Heroes series

Legend of the Galactic Heroes - Golden Wings

Legend of the Galactic Heroes - My Conquest is the Sea of Stars

Legend of the Galactic Heroes - Overture to a New War

ANIME - MACROSS

Macross 7

Macross Delta

Macross Frontier

Macross Plus

Macross Zero

Robotech

SDF Macross

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Revolutionary Girl Utena tv series

Revolutionary Girl Utena movie

ANIME - SPACE BATTLESHIP YAMATO/STAR BLAZERS (original series and reboot)

Space Battleship Yamato 2199 (Reboot)

Space Battleship Yamato 2199 - Odyssey of the Celestial Ark

Space Battleship Yamato 2202 (Reboot)

Space Battleship Yamato 2205 (Reboot)

Space Battleship Yamato I (OS)

Space Battleship Yamato II (OS)

Space Battleship Yamato III (OS)

Arrivederci Yamato

Be Forever Yamato

Final Yamato

Space Battleship Yamato (2013 movie)

Uchuu Senkan Yamato (1977 recap movie)

Yamato - The New Voyage

Yamato: Resurrection

GAMES - FAR CRY (only games I own, sorry!)

Far Cry 3

Far Cry 4

Far Cry 5

Far Cry: New Dawn

Far Cry 6

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Welcome to Delta Rainbow, a place for LGBTQ+ fans of Delta Green to chat, share ideas, writing, and art, and play games in a safe, inclusive environment.

We are welcoming to players and Handlers of all levels of experience, including those who have never played before and are curious about the system!

What is Delta Green?

Deception is a right. Truth is a privilege. Innocence is a luxury. Born of the U.S. government’s 1928 raid on the coastal town of Innsmouth, Massachusetts, the covert agency known as Delta Green opposes the forces of darkness with honor, but without glory. Delta Green agents slip through the system, manipulating the federal bureaucracy while pushing the darkness back for another day — but often at a shattering personal cost.

Delta Green is a cosmic horror TTRPG where you play as agents of a government conspiracy fighting a futile war against alien gods and their human worshippers. You are often not playing as the heroes in these stories, but the lesser of two evils. It's a game that asks, "What are you willing to do to keep the world turning for a few more hours? How long can you last against enemies where the mere knowledge of their existenceis anathema to human life?" It's a game about the horrors of human bureaucracy, downward spirals, and existential terror.

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Typically - O!Bakugou x Reader

Delta!GN!Reader x Omega!Katsuki

This is a request from the amazing @quirkyhero . I hope I achieved what you were hoping darling!! (sorry for the long wait) Katsuki is not how I personally headcannon Bakugou to act as an Omega (ish) and isn’t the same as the one in Arranged (which is getting a second part to it). I don’t personally like adding Deltas to my Omegaverse but I’m glad I tried this out.

Context: Bakugou wasn't a typical Omega and maybe that's the reason he decided to ask you to be his.

Note: Dam - Birth/Omega parent, Sire - Alpha parent. Reader does not use any pronouns but does not have an AMAB/ Alpha body type. Swearing from Bakugou (obviously) Omegaverse.

Katsuki Bakugou was a lot of things. He was a force to be reckoned with. A number Two ProHero and a skilled cook. He was great at almost everything he did and if he wasn’t the first time, he wouldn’t stop till he was. He didn’t conform to anything specific other than pure power, strength and smarts.

So it was no surprise that he did not conform to his dynamic of being an Omega.

Bakugou hated being an Omega. Loathed it. He wasn’t like the others, from the moment he presented till now. He didn’t want to be someone’s wife, someone’s home builder. If he was going to build a home he was going to use his own bare hands, gather bricks and cement and make the actual thing himself.

He never wanted to bend over for some Alpha. Yes, sometimes when he’s heats were bad enough he would call Kirishima who was the only Alpha that he would let near him in that sort of way, but other than that he would rather drive himself in a ditch than get an Alpha as a mate. Which was also part of the reason why he kept his secondary gender a secret. The moment people knew about him being such a hero and an Omega, they would start hammering and hindering him like they did to other Omegan heroes.

So it was once again, no surprise that when you came into the picture, Bakugou’s interest suddenly peaked. You weren’t an Alpha. Oh by no means were you. You were a delta. Too much of an Omega to be a Beta and too much of a Beta to be an Omega. You were a friend that Mina had brought along with her. You had met the prohero during a (one time for you) Zumba class and since then had gotten along splendidly. With Kirishima’s approval, you were introduced to the pack.

Now Bakugou didn’t like new people. Found them a nuisances. So when you arrived he wondered how long you would stay. But by the end of the night at the bar, with drinks running high and laughter in everyone’s chest, you and him ended up the closest. Running on alcohol courage and laughs the two of you hit off well, despite his sarcasm and often angry outbursts, no matter your personality you managed to get steady conversation together.

By the end of the night when you had to get going back home and the pack was heading back, Bakugou (with pushing and shoving from Denki and Mina) managed to get the courage to ask for your number.

“You don’t have to give it to me, of course.” He scoffed looking to the side. His excuse for having flushed pink cheeks were due to the weather, something about the cool air or how he was drinking. He shrugged as if not caring as much as he actually did.

You laughed as you took his phone from his hands carefully. “I don’t mind giving you my number, Bakugou.” You told him truthfully, punching in your number into his contacts. Once carefully saved, you handed his phone back to him. “Text me when you get back home safe.” You told him with a wave as you turned around and left.

Bakugou watched you for a moment. If it wasn’t for who you were, he would have probably burst out in a fit about how he could take care of himself. He was the number two hero in Japan, but somehow knowing that you were worried and still wanted him to check in when he was safe, didn’t make him feel all that bad after all.

Then suddenly, all of his free time was surrounded by you. Swarmed by you. If he wasn’t working, he was texting you. If he wasn’t sleeping, he was talking to you. If he wasn’t in his office during his lunch break, it was most probably that he was eating out, with you. The Bakusquad Pack was rejoicing at the fact that he was finally with someone and taking an interest in them genuinely.

On a particular day Bakugou decided he wanted to seal the deal. He cooked a nice fancy dinner (since he wanted privacy with you), cleaned his whole house up, made sure to open his windows so you wouldn’t be crowded with his scent and puffed out the place to perfection. Turns out his Omega instincts weren’t all bad after all. After thoroughly making sure everything was flawless from the ceiling to the tiles of his apartment, then he had to make sure he was flawless. Bakugou spent quite a bit of time on his appearance naturally but now he was sure he was in his bathroom for over an hour and a half wondering if going all black was too much. To be fair most of his items of clothing were indeed black. Before he could go try and search for another top, there was a knock at the door.

Quickly clearing up his space and sliding over to the front door, he released a shaky breath. Putting on a face of indifference, he opened the door. Staring up at him in your own cute little outfit was you. You smiled up at him and gave him a bow. “Evening Bakugou, thank you for having me.” You greeted.

He opened the door some more. He tsked to the side. “I invited you, idiot. No need to thank me.” He mostly kept looking to the side so that you wouldn’t notice how his scent had a uptake to it when you smiled up at him so graciously. He let you through.

Being the Number Two hero, his place was pretty luxurious. It looked a lot like a show apartment rather than a home but it had little elements to it that made it undoubtedly a home. Bakugou showed you to the dining table that he set up to the ‘t’ to make sure it was without fault just for you and soon dinner was served.

Just like every other talk with Bakugou it was often filled with some sort of elaborate story along with angry remarks, but he was much more at ease when he was at home, you noticed. You noticed that even though you both weren’t wearing any scent patches, Bakugou seemed to be holding back his scent from you, almost as though not wanting to overwhelm you, which you thought was sweet but you didn’t mind his scent. He already told you it could get overwhelming sometimes. It was unusual though. Rather sweeter than savoury on the few instances that you were able to be exposed to it.

“In my defense…” Bakugou started. “Deku’s a fucking nerd.”

You snorted out covering your mouth. “He doesn’t sound so bad and even from what I’ve seen of him from the media and from what the other’s say, he sounds really nice. A great hero.” You defended the green haired Number One.

Bakugou crossed his arms, his plate empty along with yours. “Please. You don’t know him like I do. I grew up with him. I’m telling you, he’s a creep.” He seemed to glare and scowl at the mention of Midoriya.

You laughed as you wiped your mouth. “Coming from you, a man who calls his own sire an ‘Old Hag’ even though she is such a nice woman…” Bakugou rolled his eyes. “I won’t take your comment too seriously.”

Bakugou shook his head but couldn’t help the small smile that came up to his face. Something inside him told him that maybe it was time to finally ask you. He cleared his throat as he adjusted his seating. “How about we go for some fresh air, out on the balcony?” He asked motioning to the glass doors.

You nodded in agreement and followed him out into the cool night air. The night stars shining just a bit but not all that much. The downside of living in the city, all the stars got outshined by the city lights. You smiled as you placed your hands on the railing. “What a nice night.” You smiled softly looking up into the stars. There wasn’t much wind if any at all. Everything seemed sort of in place.

Bakugou watched you for a moment, his mind blank. As he had led you outside, he had snatched the little courting gift he had decided to make for you. It sat in his hand, him trying not to sweat too much and drown the gift in nitroglycerin. He straightened up as he faced you. “So… I these last few weeks with you…” He started catching all of your attention. “Have been… really… pleasant.” You let out a small giggle at his words knowing he wasn’t the best with them. Bakugou felt his face grow warmer, his ears starting to grow pink. He cleared his throat. “I… I wanted to ask you if… if you maybe would consider…” He grew more nervous his scent becoming harder to control. Then you smelt it. Sweet like running caramel but hints of cinnamon and a smokey campfire. It was sweet and light. “Maybe… allowing me to court you.”

From behind him he pulled out a beanie. A knitted black beanie with a bright orange rim. Your eyes widened in surprise as you carefully took the gift from him. You sniffed it noticing how it smelt like him. It was no doubt a courting gift but then you noticed what type of courting gift. Alphas typically gifted articles of clothing of theirs or little tangibles or random objects or stuffies while Omegas typically gifted things they made like knitted wear or food. Your eyebrows furrowed for a moment as you started to piece it together.

Bakugou let out a shaky breath at your silence. “I… haven’t told you about my secondary gender and I know that might influence your decision.” He told you truthfully. “I- I’m an-”

“Omega?” You asked. Bakugou tried to stop the way his body stopped for a moment at you saying his dynamic. He nodded slowly. You looked back down at the hat, it was really well made. “But why?”

Bakugou’s face scrunched up. “I don’t know. Fucking genetics? I got the short end of the stick in my opinion but-”

“No. Not that.” You chuckled out. “Why me?” You asked confused. “I… I don’t have the body or the scent that goes with your dynamic.” You stated truthfully. “I don’t have a knot nor a strong scent and I can’t give you pups if you chose to have any.”

“Why on earth would I care about any of those things when I can still have you?” He asked you. He hesitated but placed his hands on your shoulders.

“But Bakugou-”

“Katsuki.” He interrupted you. “And we can cross that bridge when we get there, but I want you. With all you can and can not give me.” He spoke uncharacteristically softly to you.

You hesitated but let out an amused scoff. “Alright.” You smiled tightening your grip on the soft beanie he made for you. You took a step forward closer to him, finally getting to smell his warm scent unhindered. “You can court me.”

-Glitch1d

My Bakugou Masterlist.

#bnha omegaverse #mha x y/n #bakugou x reader #omega bakugou katsuki #delta reader #gn reader #bakugou x gn!reader #soft bakugou #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou fluff

[steves-strapcollection]

Six Sentence (smutty) Sunday

So I was tagged by @scarcrossdlvrs & @sidekick-hero and apparently this is the Sunday of being Harlots because I too am writing smut.

I'll give twelve-ish sentences since I was tagged twice???

You don't have to post something smutty, we've all just happened to be writing smut in this chain of tags apparently lmao

Tagging: @afewproblems @vecnuthy @patchworkgargoyle @matchingbatbites @steddieas-shegoes @thefreakandthehair @willowworkswithwords @wynnyfryd @xenon-demon @delta-piscium (extra tag for my enablers @sentient-trash @lets-try-to-be-normal-otakus)

THERE IS SMUT BELOW THIS CUT

With a huff, Steve wanted to bury both of his hands into Eddie’s hair and ride out his impending orgasm, but to his frustration Eddie still had it up in a ponytail.

Steve let out a shivery sound as he tried to focus past the fireworks bursting behind his eyelids with each swipe over his g-spot and work the hair tie out of Eddie’s curls, but it was pretty tangled in. Why was a guy with hair like this using normal hair ties?

“Ow, fuck, Steve stop,” Eddie said with a laugh, pulling away with a grimace as he reached up to grab Steve’s wrist. “I like a little hair pulling, but that’s a bit much.”

“I want your hair down,” Steve said with a slight glare. “You really shouldn’t be using hair ties like that.”

“Oh, so you’re going to start giving my tips on my hair while I’m trying to suck your dick? Are you being for real right now?” Eddie asked with an incredulous laugh, but he reached up to pull the hair tie out, flinching. “The fuck did you do to it, Stevie?”

“It was like that already!” Steve laughed, cover his face. “Your hair is way too curly for that, dude.”

“And now he calls me dude. My tongue was just in his pussy and he calls me dude,” Eddie groaned up at the ceiling, almost pleadingly.

“Okay, enough, get your hair tie out and your tongue back in my pussy, please,” Steve said around a giggle, reaching down between his legs to lazily work his dick while he waited.

That seemed to get Eddie moving again, because he got the hair tie out (with a forcefulness that had Steve grimacing and mourning Eddie’s curls and scalp) and was swatting his hand out of the way so his mouth could resume its work.

#gerry wip

[isagrimorie]

I’ve been thinking, in the arc of Seven of Nine’s life from villain (in Jeri Ryan’s words, not even a Human) to hero, because of Seven’s time in the Borg it occurred to me:

Seven of Nine might be the first Starfleet officer with a really high body count. Her own subconscious castigated her for causing and participating in the death of millions (Voyager episode, One).

It’s an astronomical number that Seven can’t even hope to scratch. On top of Seven’s sense of duty, no wonder she felt compelled to join the Rangers to save and help as much people as she could. It’s Seven’s form of atonement.

It’s very Eliot Spencer of Seven.

(It’s fun because Jeri guest starred in Leverage as Tara Cole, so her interactions with Eliot, Parker, and Nate were fascinating on a meta level).

Both Eliot and Seven don’t believe they can be redeemed and that just means they will work their whole lives to make up for the harm they did.

The Borg as a whole are so interesting because as Borg drones they are both victim and perpetrator.

Even more complicated for Borg drones are those who grew up in the Borg Collective. Seven was so proud of being Borg and she actively fought against becoming Human (the main difference between Seven and Data). It was only as time went on when Seven realized how much the Borg has harmed her, how terrible the Borg were to everyone.

Alpha Quadrant is where she took the most hit about being Borg.

Unlike the Delta Quadrant where the Borg were native and the DQ people were accustomed to seeing the Borg as a terrifying force of nature, the Borg were a terrifying, existential alien threat for people in the Alpha and Beta Quadrants.

(Honestly a shame we never got to see Guinan and Seven interact, the Borg destroyed Guinan’s home planet and she was also actively hostile to Hugh. Although, now that I think about it, Guinan not interacting with Seven might be deliberate on Guinan’s part. She’s evolved but also, it is probably still hard interacting with former Borg).

It's just fascinating especially when Raffi asked Seven in season 1 why she was doing the things she did -- "I suppose at this point its habit."

Seven’s core need to save people might be why Seven was so frustrated with Picard in Stardust City Rag -- because she had expected more of him and as Zani lightly admonished Picard: "Because you could not save everyone, you chose to save no one."

Standing on the sidelines is something Seven can’t abide, and that’s what Picard and Starfleet did. I do wonder what Janeway was doing because I can’t see her standing idly by either.

/edited 2:20 PM

#thinky thoughts #seven of nine #eliot spencer #star trek #star trek: picard #tv: leverage #star trek voyager

[weebstranglerkiwi]

DELTARUNE: The Roaring Knights Theory

(This theory is a sort of continuation to my Chess Theory v2.0, while I greatly recommend checking it out, you'll be fine without it!)

1. The Knights

As stated in my Chess Theory, I believe there are 2 Knights, same as there are 2 Knight pieces in Chess. One of the Knights is the Roaring Knight, the presumed main villain of the Delta Rune Prophecy. They are a force that opens up fountains and supposedly aims to bring the Roaring into motion. I believe the Roaring Knight is Noelle's mother, Mayor Holiday. The other Knight I believe hasn't been promoted yet, the New Knight, Kris Dreemurr, is on their way to become a Knight.

2. The Three Plots

Before I begin explaining about the Knights, I believe I need to set out the 3 over-arching plots of DELTARUNE.

-The Prophecy, the main plot of the game. Three Heroes set on Dark World adventures, with their goal to stop the Roaring.

-Kris' Possession and W.D Gaster, both interconnected by the Survey Program/Goner Maker. This plot will explore Gaster's and the mysterious interloper's (who puts us into Kris' body) motives and origins. It will no doubt be integrated into DELTARUNE's Prophecy plot.

-December Holiday (possibly Snowgrave), the plot of the lost girl's disappearance. Noelle isn't a part of the Prophecy, yet, she seems to be one of the most important character's in the game, the entire Spamton Sweepstakes event related mostly to lore about her and by extension, her missing sister.

If you have noticed, the Prophecy and Kris' Possession both are interconnected together, but for some reason, Noelle's story about her missing sister ISN'T. She simply isn't a part of the Prophecy, the main game, and yet, she is set up to be very important!

3. Mayor Holiday, The Roaring Knight

This is why I believe Mayor Holiday will be the Roaring Knight. Her motives would be the perfect line sewing the third plot with the others, the line that makes December's disappearance not only just a mysterious, secret side story.

For a good reason, nobody expects the Roaring Knight to simply be a force of destruction, whose goal is to bring upon the Roaring, this simply isn't Toby's writing style.

Her Motives:

We can already figure out that Noelle's mother isn't a good parent, she's strict and cold, and her own daughter fears her to some extent. If you want to learn more about Mayor Holiday, I will link an awesome analysis video made by Dorked at the end! It seems that Mayor Holiday took very poorly to her daughter's disappearance. While Rudy remains an excellent father to Noelle despite all the hardships, Mayor Holiday seems to have taken a great mental toll. This is all speculation however, Mayor Holiday might have always been a strict, cold parent.

As you may know, Asgore was police chief until he was fired from the force by Mayor Holiday and replaced with Undyne as the chief. We know that the Mayor controls the police (who are supposedly useless, as she keeps crime away single-handedly), so she must've had a reason for firing Asgore.

(Warning, everything below is all speculation and is in no way supported by any facts ingame): This is why I believe she took a great mental toll to Dess' disappearance. I believe that during the time that Dess went missing, Asgore led the case to find her, but with absolutely zero clues and evidence, he dropped the case. The Mayor, who was in a state of furious denial, fired him from the force and put Undyne in, while Rudy understood why Asgore did that and forgave him. (Toriel may or may not have divorced him due to this, but there's a good chance things simply didn't work out for them).

Years later (events of the game), Mayor Holiday, still distraught, learned by somebody about Dess' whereabouts, which I believe is in a Dark World in the Bunker, where she went exploring with Kris and the others and never returned. Along with this, she learned to open Dark Fountains, her willpower and hope to save her long lost daughter made her open up Dark Fountains, while being manipulated by somebody to do certain things, like appoint King as the ruler of the Card Kingdom.

(a guilt-stricken Asgore could also fit for this Theory, but I believe Mayor Holiday makes more sense as she is a new character. Dess also has a chance to be the Roaring Knight, but I believe Mayor Holiday makes more sense.)

4. Mayor's Manipulation, W.D Gaster

But who is manipulating Mayor Holiday? Well, I believe it is none other than our beloved theory fodder, Gaster.

Judging from the mysterious tweets, he seems to have striken a deal with us, WE get a fun story, while HE gets something in return. His goal throughout the game is to make the story entertaining, and how is he doing this? By giving us a main villain.

I believe the Prophecy (foretold by space and time) was fabricated by Gaster and told to Ralsei, he made this so we, the Player, have a plot to follow. I believe his goal is to be freed from the Depths were he is trapped, and for that to happen, he needs to set out the Roaring, and by banishing the "Angel's Heaven" with the SOUL, we free him. This speculation was greatly inspired by SpookyDood's theory about the ending of DELTARUNE, I will link it at the end, please go give it a watch!

Just like with us, Gaster promised Mayor Holiday something that isn't false, that December is trapped somewhere in a Dark World. Mayor begins opening up Dark Fountains to find her, while fullfilling Gaster's end of the deal (being the "main villain", appointing King as ruler, and ultimately bringing the Roaring).

5. Kris Dreemurr, the New Knight

Finally, we move to the New Knight. If you have knowledge about Chess (or have read my previous theory), you know that Pawns can become promoted to higher ranking pawns. I believe that this will happen to Kris.

Snowgrave/Weird Route or not, Kris seems to loathe us, they do not want us controlling their body and actively fight against our control.

I believe that Kris' ultimate goal is to no longer be a Pawn to us, and instead become a Knight. And how will they do that? By getting stronger.

You may have noticed that everytime a Dark Fountain is sealed, Kris and the others become more powerful. They advance a level, become stronger and gain more HP. Kris is a smart cookie, they probably planned creating a TV-themed Dark World since Chapter 1's ending. Eating pie so Toriel has to make a new one, slashing tires so Susie can stay over, plugging the TV, (Also, people believe that Kris slashed the tires to get Undyne to come over and prove to her that Dark Worlds are real, but I don't believe it since talking to Undyne about D. Worlds is entirely optional.) Kris wants to have a fun adventure with Susie, Kris wants to reconnect with their mother. But above all, they want to get stronger, gain more LV. With a level high enough, they will be powerful enough to take back their control in the Dark World. (Also, I forgot to mention. This gives Kris an actual motive to open the Dark Fountain during a Snowgrave/Weird Route, in fact, this motivates them even more to break free from our control.) I believe this will happen at the very end of Chapter 5, after the Roaring Knight is defeated, Kris/the Player seal the Dark Fountain. Then, Kris becomes powerful enough to get rid of us, prompting Gaster to take us back to the Vessel and appointing Kris as the new main villain of OUR story, the New Knight. (In concept art of the Prophecy cutscene, Susie and Ralsei are named accordingly to their portrayals in the Prophecy, while the Human is simply labeled "The Human" not Kris, perhaps we are the Human in the Prophecy? I will link this concept art below.) I also believe the Roaring Knight isn't beyond redemption. Although she is a bad person overtaken by grief, I believe she will help during the Roaring that she inadvertently started and even reunite with her missing daughter.

6. End

Wowie, another Theory, I'm on a roll! I hope you liked this theory as much as you liked the other one, and I hope it gave you something to think about. Also, I may not have mentioned it in the previous theory, but I want to thank HalfBreadChaos and Dorked for inspiring and giving me the courage to create and share my own theories for my favourite game, DELTARUNE! Thanks a lot you guys, you're the reason I keep dishing out these theories!

Link to Mayor Holiday's Analysis: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dG7TlVVve-w&t

Link to SpookyDood's Theory: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2uymsjE_e0

Link to the Prophecy Concept Art: https://www.reddit.com/r/Deltarune/comments/aqitc4/this_concept_art_from_the_japan_interview_confirm/

Link to Dorked's Channel: https://www.youtube.com/@Dorked

Link to HalfBreadChaos' Channel: https://www.youtube.com/@HalfBreadChaos

#deltarune #deltarune theory #knight deltarune #noelle holiday #noelle deltarune #december holiday #dess holiday #gaster #kris dreemurr #kris deltarune

[kineticpenguin]

Y'know, 24 and Homeland get a lot of attention as nutty 2000s shows about counter-terrorism but I feel like The Unit takes the cake as the most fucking insane. Exposure to South Americans may cause your lone Delta Force operator to become Communist so you'd better assassinate him and ten years later gaslight his journalist son about him dying a hero so he calls off his investigation

WE AM TEH GOODGUYS LOLOLOLOLOL

[breannasfluff]

Vibes. I would love to hear about the vibes each of your Magnus Lupus boys.

Sky - Very self-assured and calm. He's had his period of figuring out who and what he is in life and this is after he's settled in himself. He puts some emphasis on helping, but also letting people make their own mistakes to learn and grow. A stable rock in the group.

Wild - He's a good leader, but he's still insecure about it. He doesn't have as soft a touch as Sky does because he's still learning. He's got a soft spot for Mini. He's not used to having people looking up to him--or at least, believing it when they do.

Time - Caring...but a gremlin. He plays a good beta, sort of fading into the background and navigating a lot of the back and forth between deltas and alphas. That said, he delights in passing off beta work to Warriors.

Warriors - Put upon but caring. Frazzled mom of the group. Why is Time dumping work on him? Why is he in the same group as Hyrule? Can he just get a nap and a trip to the beach?

Lorule - Sweet and kind. Without some of those extra adventures he's not jaded and grouchy. A very middle of the road delta. He'll hold his own against Hyrule, he's not a total pushover. He's in a relationship with Ravio, who was the inspiration for his nickname.

Hyrule - Someone dumped too much feral energy on this one. He's a force of nature (sometimes literally with his magic). Ruthless in a fight against monsters. He's got a really competitive spirit and challenges Lorule constantly. Sometimes he wins, but Lorule will win the next time. They switch back and forth a lot; probably too much for the others to keep up with. They're both deltas, it's just where in the delta bracket they rank. That said, Hyrule can be soft and sweet. And he does like Lorule quite a bit. They have a strong sibling vibe.

Twilight - Gentle and nurturing. He's strong, but he's not interested in using that to fight up the ranks. He'll use it to protect, of course. But he likes kids and is happy taking care of the younger ones and helping entertain them.

Wind - Omega, but he's moving toward delta status. He's out of puphood enough not to worry about it too much. It's been a few years since his adventure and he's matured a bit. He's still playful and likes watching over Mini.

Mini - He's baby. If it wasn't for his adventure he'd still be a pup. I sometimes use pup as a second identifier for him for this reason. He's just a bright, cute kid. He can use his sword for the spell to turn minish at a portal. In the future we'll explore the world of the picori with him some more. Got a hero crush on Wild. He's still at a point you can treat him like a stuffed animal and he doesn't usually mind. He still helps in battles, but the others try to keep him safe.

#manus lupus lore #manus lupus #asks #linkverse #legend of zelda au

[novankenn]

Reluctant Hero?

= One = (Chapter List)

Three figures stood around the Headmaster's massive desk. Sitting in the centre of the polished, almost mirror like surface, a single item. A strange book. The cover, looking like a face twisted in agony. The edged of the pages yellowed with age.

Goodwitch: You can't be serious about letting him attend.

Ozpin: I very well am Glynda.

Goodwitch: He's a murder!

Ozpin: That is an accusation that no one has yet to verify, in fact he has never been charged of any crime.

Oobleck: (Gently taps the cover of the book with a white gloved hand) Please, Glynda. This young man has basically dropped an unprecedented opportunity in our laps. The NecroNomicon is a unique esoteric work. It predates recorded history.

Goodwitch: So because he has possession of a supposed book bound in skin and inked in blood, we should overlook his history? For the Brothers' sake, they call him Bonnie Jauney!

Ozpin: regardless of what others call him. He has not been convicted or even charged with any crimes. He has been invited to attend, but if you feel that he may pose a significant threat to his peers, then you are free to keep him under close observation.

Goodwitch: I will, don't you worry about it, and I will stop him before he has a chance to kill again.

/==/ 3 Years Ago /==/

His breath came in panicked gasps, as his azure eyes scanned the trashed room around him. The night had worn on, and he felt like he was going insane from the constant sighting of twisted shapes he thought he could see in the dark woods beyond the shattered door.

In his trembling left hand, he clutched as sawed-off double barrel shotgun. Where his right hand used to be, through a feat of twisted and insane ingenuity, was seated a rather old and beaten up chainsaw. His clothing was torn and blood splattered. Fresh crimson dripped from his stained mop of white streaked blond hair down his face.

It was only a few more hours until sunrise, and even as his mind tried in vain to find a sensible reason for everything he had suffered through, he stood ready. Handing from the fingers of his left hand was the pendant he had given to his girlfriend. She had been the first to have been taken. The first he had been forced to destroy.

Jaune: Alright, you bastards! You want this? (He stomped his right sneaker clad foot down upon a strange book.) Come and get it!

An unearthly rage filled scream emanated from the shadows of the forest. Taking a deep breath, he slowly raised the shotgun, while twisting his body just enough to set the running chainsaw into a position to swing.

/==/ Present day /==/

Jaune hovered near the trash bins on the airship. His stomach twisted and rolling. He hated air travel, and would have much rather driven his Delta 88 up to Beacon. But no, the Headmaster quashed that notion.

Jaune: No parking (urp) I call bullshit. (urp)

He tried to ignore the whispers, and focus on not emptying his empty stomach into the trash. It was always the same, anytime he was anywhere, aside from when he was sequestered in his family home.

Ansel was an average-sized settlement, and everyone who dwelt with in its sturdy walls knew of him. For the most part, they ignored and avoided him. But that would not be the case at Beacon. As he fought back another wave of nausea, he was starting to regret reaching out to the History Department of Beacon.

He had just wanted help translating some passages of that cursed book. Ones he was positive would free him from the visions of evil hidden in the woods. An evil that made the grimm look like stuffed animals.

#rwby #ash vs evil dead #horror themed #jaune arc #headmaster ozpin #glynda goodwitch #doctor oobleck

[wanderinginksplot]

What to watch during the ongoing WGA strike

As the WGA strike keeps going, put the pressure where it belongs: on big companies, not the writers working for better conditions.

While we wait for new content (after an equitable agreement), here are some lesser-known movies, along with the (US) streaming services where they can be found. Feel free to add on with a title, short description, and where it can be found!

(Television show version here!)

Films listed under the cut!

Netflix:

The Gray Man (2022) - Rated R. A CIA spook known only as Sierra Six (Ryan Gosling) is assigned to kill a former Sierra member... only to find himself at the center of a conspiracy. At the same time, he becomes the target of a sadistic ex-CIA mercenary (Chris Evans).

Genre: Action/thriller. There are likely to be more Gray Man films coming in the near future, along with a television show based on Chris Evans's chillingly villainous Lloyd Hansen.

Rocky (1976) - Rated PG. Rocky (Sylvester Stallone) is a washed-up boxer who works as a Mafia enforcer. He gets an unexpected chance at glory when boxer Apollo Creed (Carl Weathers) wants to fight an unknown.

Genre: Drama/sports. If you don't know the story behind Rocky, it's almost as good as the movie itself!

The Imitation Game (2014) - Rated PG-13. The story of Alan Turing (Benedict Cumberbatch), particularly his work in World War II to decode Enigma transmissions intercepted from the Axis powers.

Genre: Biographical drama. The Imitation Game is the story of Alan Turing's life, both triumphs and tragedies. It contains themes of hidden homosexuality, cruel and unusual punishment, and suicide.

Max:

Triple Frontier (2019) - Rated R. An ex-Delta Force soldier (Oscar Isaac) asks his prior teammates to come on one final mission, with the promise of an incredible payout.

Genre: Action/adventure. Triple Frontier is a typical action/adventure movie with some interesting effects and a cast (Isaac, Ben Affleck, Pedro Pascal, Charlie Hunnam, and Garrett Hedlund) that elevates it a little further.

Parasite (2019) - Rated R. The Kim family struggles to make ends meet until Ki-woo is referred to tutor a rich teenager. Through manipulation and daring, the entire Kim family ends up employed by the unknowing Park family.

Genre: Black comedy/thriller. Full of fascinating dynamics and an interesting look at divisions of wealth in South Korea, it's clear to see why Parasite gained such acclaim.

Casablanca (1942) - Rated PG. Casablanca, Morocco is a popular departure point for people fleeing the Nazis. Jaded nightclub owner Rick Blaine (Humphrey Bogart) must decide whether to risk his life to help his ex (Ingrid Bergman) and her husband escape.

Genre: Romance/drama. Casablanca is considered by many to be the greatest movie ever made. If you haven't seen it, try it. Keep an eye out for dry humor and the way the director uses shadows to keep the black and white film interesting!

Ex Machina (2014) - Rated R. Caleb Smith (Domhnall Gleeson) wins an office lottery to help the company's CEO (Oscar Isaac) test his new AI (Alicia Vikander).

Genre: Sci-fi/psychological thriller. With incredible effects, a labyrinthine plot, and uncomfortable questions about what makes us human, it's easy to see why Ex Machina is considered one of the best sci-fi films of the last decade.

Hulu:

The Last Action Hero (1993) - Rated PG-13. Film fan Danny (Austin O'Brien) goes to see the latest in his favorite franchise, he finds himself pulled into the movie, working alongside his hero Jack Slater (Arnold Schwarzeneggar).

Genre: Fantasy/action/satire. Think of every action trope you associate with Arnold Schwarzeneggar, mix it with a vibe like Who Framed Roger Rabbit, and add some self-aware humor, and you have The Last Action Hero. This is not a popular film among internet aggregators, but I enjoyed it!

Palm Springs (2020) - Rated R. Reluctant maid of honor Sarah (Cristin Milioti) is fascinated by a wedding guest (Andy Samberg) who seems to know more than he should. When she follows him from the wedding, she finds herself stuck with him in a time loop.

Genre: Sci-fi/rom-com. Though Palm Springs has some real COVID-19 quarantine vibes, the plot keeps it from feeling like a time capsule.

Whiplash (2014) - Rated R. Talented drummer Andrew Neiman (Miles Teller) is identified for an elite jazz band by sadistic and manipulative conductor Terence Fletcher (J.K. Simmons).

Genre: Drama. Though Whiplash is not a horror movie, it is partially produced by Blumhouse Productions. That darkness really shines through in Fletcher's abusive behavior.

Role Models (2008) - Rated R. After a disastrous, drunken day at work, Danny (Paul Rudd) is assigned community service in a big brother program. He is assigned to awkward teenager Augie (Christopher Mintz-Plasse) and accompanies him during his favorite activity: LARPing.

Genre: Humor. Though Role Models can get a little close to cringe comedy, it's got enough genuine humor and heart to get away with it... and even be a little sweet.

Amazon Prime:

The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014) - Rated R. An author tells the story of Zero Moustafa (Tony Revolori), the owner of a once-grand hotel in the former country of Zubrowka, using several frame stories.

Genre: Drama. Wes Anderson's films have a very characteristic style. The Grand Budapest Hotel features stunning sets, a ton of cameos, and enough quirky humor to keep you entertained!

Hot Fuzz (2007) - Rated R. London police officer Nicholas Angel (Simon Pegg) is reassigned to the small town of Sandford. He's frustrated by the small town at first, but a string of murders make him suspect something more is going on...

Genre: Action/comedy. Hot Fuzz is the second installment of the Cornetto Trilogy. It is a satirical look at the cop film genre - and thus has a lot of overdramatic violence - but it manages to stand on its own at the same time.

Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (1989) - Rated PG. Bill (Alex Winter) and Ted (Keanu Reeves) are two teens more interested in their band than their studies. But if they don't pass their history final, Ted will be sent to military school. A mysterious stranger gives them a time machine, sending them off to write the best essay of all time!

Genre: Comedy/sci-fi. If you're used to Keanu Reeves as a broody hero, you're in for a shock and a treat to see him at his surfer/stoner/slacker best!

The Iron Giant (1999) - Rated PG. In 1957, 9-year-old Hogarth Hughes finds a 50-foot tall robot in the woods. He befriends the giant and the two work to evade the government, who suspect it is an attack on the United States.

Genre: Family/adventure. The Iron Giant is one of the most recognizable and emotional animated films of the 1990s - extra impressive considering it's a Warner Bros film that came out in the middle of the Disney Renaissance!

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The Boondock Saints (1999) - Rated R. Irish Catholic brothers Connor (Sean Patrick Flanery) and Murphy (Norman Reedus) living in 1990s Boston are sick of the crime on the streets. They decide to take matters into their own hands.

Genre: Crime/drama. The Boondock Saints has low scores on almost every film aggregator site, but is widely considered a cult classic. (Edit: warnings for insensitive portrayal of homosexuality and transgenderism.)

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The Reluctant Dragon (1941) - Rated G. Robert Benchley wants to sell a movie idea to Walt Disney. As he searches for Walt, he wanders through the studio and sees how many of the magical movie effects are done.

Genre: Family/fantasy. I'll admit, this film was included on purpose. Not because it's amazing (it's interesting at best), but because of the story behind it. The Reluctant Dragon was released three weeks after the majority of the animators went on strike. (And most of the "workers" in the film are actually actors, another sore spot.) Disney fired all of the strikers before eventually agreeing to let them unionize and rehiring those who wished to return. (You can read more about the strike here.)

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(Old) Ash Williams headcanons

A/N: I guess I haven't been in such a good mood for the last 2 months so hopefully yall like this considering I recently got back into my evil dead phase and watched all of the Ash vs evil dead TV show so here are some of my headcanons for old Ash!

Warning 18+: Smoking, swearing, a small mention of drugs, deadites and only a hint of sexual activities

- Ash is the kind of guy to think that he'll never find anyone for the long term, maybe a few fuck buddies but nothing else. He tells himself that he doesn't need anyone, mainly because he thinks they're gonna be a distraction or that he is just way over that. He looked for love in the past and they had to die right in front of his eyes, he wouldn't dread for that to happen again.

- But that all goes away when he sees you, either you knew him from before (Like in the past or whatever) or he just randomly sees you one day while out. He knows you are the one, the way you look is irresistible and your whole personality just blows him away. Extra points if you try to play hard to get, and you laugh at his dumb jokes.

- He might leave the first time, promising to come back and you know damn well he will come back. He probably misses you when he goes, even if you didn't even talk to him and instead just smiled at him the whole time he was there. He can't help but smile whenever he remembers you, and you know he won't stop bragging about you to Kelly and Pablo.

- As much as they like to see Ash in love and everything, he needs to put his head in the game sometimes, and stop nagging them about you.

- Either you came out about it on how you wanted to take him out or he got impatient and asked you out instead, holding on for dear life that you would say yes. And he's so excited when you say yes, he would be jumping up and down if he could but instead he keeps to his calm and snarky self, telling you how there's a new pub open just down the road and how he'll meet you there tonight.

- The whole night he is addicted to you, only asking you questions and occasionally flexing and how he's the 'hero' of the world, fighting all these scary and deadly monsters with his chainsaw and gun. He doesn't mind dancing with you the whole night, or if you really wanna get out of town for the night in the delta as he's definitely thinking about getting spicy in there.

(Fast forward to when you guys become a couple, considering I'm too lazy  😭)

- Ash is a roller coaster of a guy to date, he has his ups and downs and there's never a time where your not surrounded by deadites or Kelly and Pablo. He can be a bit much to date and also a handful, you don't know if he's gonna come home with wounds and scratches or barely come home at all. (Don't worry he makes it up to you)

- You would also have to adjust to the tight living space of his trailer, it's small and definitely not a space for someone who has claustrophobia to be. It also always has some drug in almost any drawer, maybe even bullets too.

- Ash is not the one to be too possessive or who can get easily jealous (In my opinion) but hey that doesn't mean he's more than happy if you want a day job or something, just not a night job. It gets lonely at night and when he comes home, he's hurt and tired and all he wants to do is cuddle with you all night long.

- But then again he isn't going to force you, though I hope you don't mind coming home nearly every night to Kelly and Pablo over. His excuse is always the same too "I got lonely" :(

- But in the end, Ash is an amazing boyfriend and he can be very protective over you when it comes to the time, like when he realises he has to save the world for like the 20th time. But then I hope you love hanging around him 24/7 because he would not let you go, like...ever.

- He is also 100% softer around you, his clingy side may even come out sometimes but he can't help it after having to fight all of these deadites and deal with the amount of hate he gets. He can't help but enjoy and smile around you.

- Why leaving so soon, Y/N? Oh, you're taking a shower...well I hope you don't mind him joining.

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