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luvly-writer · 1 year

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“You are my sunshine”

Part 28: In chaos, we love

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Jason Todd x Latina! Reader

Social Media Au

Warning: creepy men, domestic violence, guns, violence

Status: Finished

Author’s note: another written part, lETS GOOO

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You could feel your chest tightening with every passing second. The panic rising little by little, suffocation you in the process. You thought the years on theraphy would have helped ease it and yet here you were, seconds away from a panic attack because of a few gun shots

Your head feels light and one gun shut more sounds and your head starts to ring. Big ass tears are running down your face and suddenly you are taken back.

A few years back:

Place: Ln residence in Puerto Rico

A young girl was in her room headphones blasting trying to drown out the sound of her fighting parent. Every day seemed like it was getting worst and she wondered when her mom would finally have enough and take them away from him…BAM! Even if she tried not to, she heard the shot and the scream that followed, he was always violent, on various occasions hitting her mom and her whenever they had escaped to her grandmas house or done something he wouldn’t particularly like, and made various threats with his guns but she never thought he would actually follow through one day. She took her phone and called her neighbor, a lovely woman that always gave her a safe space when it got bad.

“Mi niña! Escuche el tiro, están bien!?!?” Doña Santina asked full of worry

“No se doñita, yo estoy arriba, pero escuche a mi mamá gritar, llama a la policia por favor!” The girl cried out, her little heart beating a mile a second,

“No te preocupes mi princesa, mi esposo está en esas ahora, voy a llamar a tu abuelita ahora, hazme el favor y pon el teléfono a grabar por que uno nunca sabe” Doña Santina responded and hung up.

The girl put her phone on recording and placed it on her back pocket. She opened her door and rushed down the stairs. There she saw her mother in the floor, thankfully not bleeding and her father on the living room standing with the gun in his hand.

“ESO TE ENSEÑA JODIA HIJUEPUTA A CORRER A DONDE TU MAI OTRA VEZ!” Her father screamed at her mom

The girl grabbed a bat that was near and swung at him, successfully knocking to gun out of his hand.

“El hijueputa eres tú, maldito desgraciado” spat her mother out standing up and pulling the young girl towards her

“Y está malparida que se cree, te crees grande? Te crees fuertesita con el bate?” He asked, trying to intimidate her

The child just held the bat defensively towards him and glared. She prayed that the cops would be here soon.

“Debí matarte y deshacerme de ti cuando pude, jodio estorbo de mierda! LO ÚNICO QUE HAS HECHO ES ARRUINAR NUESTRAS JODIAS VIDAS!” The man yelled trying to catch the kid but the kid kept on swinging, not giving him a chance to.

Finally the cops had arrived, the red and blue lights flashing

Taking advantage that the child was distracted, the man grabbed the gun and the kid, holding her by the neck and pointed the gun at the mother who in return grabbed the bat and pointed at him. The cops bust down the door and point their guns to the man. One of them pulls the woman aside and shields her with his body

“DISPARA Y SE JODE LA NIÑIA” he screams placing the gun to the girls temple

“NO” screamed the mother, still being held by the cops, who were being careful of not agitating the man and loosing the young girls life.

The poor girl was in hysterics, every passing second it became harder for her to breathe because the man started to squeeze her by the neck, making sure to leave a mark.

It all went so quickly, a tranquilizer dart shot out from behind, successfully knocking the man out, dropping the girl who in return ran to her mother’s arms and bawled her eyes out. Both were ushered outside and lead to their family members who were waiting for them. The girl’s grandmother held them and her uncles stood in front of them as they took the son of a bitch and placed him in the cop car. The following weeks were filled with procedures and judges, who used the audio and the testimonies of both family and friends, and successfully placed her father behind bars.

BOOM BOOM BOOM

YN is snapped out of her thoughts when loud banging is heard on the door, loud banging she knew damn well was not Jason. She ran to one of the stalls and locked it, grabbing her dress and climbing on top of the toilet. She laced her hand on her mouth to muffle her cries (she didn’t even know when she started crying). And prayed that they’d leave. Unfortunately, they must have heard the ruckus and kicked the door open, searching in all the stalls till they got to hers. They kicked the door open and there she saw, three of Falcone’s men staring back at her. She knew the way that they were looking up and down at her and smirking meant nothing good. One of the grabbed her arm tightly and pull her closer to him, fucking hell she KNEW they way they were eyeing her body truly meant nothing too…

“SUÉLTAME PUÑETA” she said harshly and they just smirked at her

“Oh boss is gon’ like this one” one of the smirked and they started tugging her out of the bathroom. While they were walking back, one took her hands and tied them behind her back. They finally arrive to see the one and only Carmine Falcone speaking with Batman, Red Hood and Robin at once. Chaos had taken over the ballroom.

“Looky here boss! Look at the fine specimen we have here, and feisty too” said one of the goons proudly showing YN to Falcone. Falcone raised an amused eyebrow and began walking towards them, eyeing the girl with a predatory gaze. “We found ‘er hidden in one of the bathrooms”

The second Jason saw who was that they dragged in, his heart dropped, he felt as if it stopped beating a second time. He turned to look at Damian and Bruce, who both sported very tense shoulders.

They had been divided. Dick and Tim left to scout the area and get rid of the goons on the outside, Steph, Cass, and Duke stayed with the rest in order to not raise that much suspicion on where the Wayne’s had gone and would create a distraction for them to fight. Damian, Bruce and him had stayed at the ballroom and were in the middle of finishing his goons off when Falcone entered. He began a speech on how insulted he felt by the lack of invite and how it was time that Gotham remembered what fear tasted like again. That no one was free from it even with the Bat roaming around. And that was when they entered with her tied up. YN looked almost impecable except for her tear stained makeup and her hair that had gotten slightly messy by her trashing around. Jason could feel the rise in anger when he saw the way those men looked at his girl and he felt almost nauseous when Falcone focused his entire attention on her. The hunger and lust in his eyes was hard to ignore. Jason was about to walk towards there when he felt B place his hand on his shoulders. “Not now, Hood, we could be compromising her safety with one wrong move” he whispered and Jason backed down a little yet still stayed heavily on guard.

“My my, you have quite the looker in here. Why would anyone hide such a pretty thing like yourself?” Falcon said once he was close enough and he held your face by your chin inspecting you closely.

“Suéltame, cabron” YN hissed out glaring at him, and Falcone laughed

“An exotic catch ain’t she boss? Probably one of them immigrants too!” Said one of the goons and both Jason and Falcone glared at him

“Hush you, more respect to our prize will ya! Although,” he pulled you towards him and out of the goons hands, placing a hand on your waist and pulling you close, “you are quite feisty, do you know English, pet?” He said still inspecting you and gave you a handkerchief for you to wipe your face. Still with your hands tied, you take it and clean under your eyes. You consider moving away but the tight grip he has on your waist doesn’t falter.

Jason was seething. What could anyone do when the light of your life, the reason your heart beats, is in the hands of one of Gotham’s most dangerous men? Not only that, she was getting treated as a trophy in display, a thing. He could sense Damian raging on his side. Eyes narrowed and fist tightly closed. He heard on the comns that Dick and Tim had finished outside and were on their way to the ballroom. Not long after, both Nightwing and Red Robin bust through the window. Falcone pulled YN closer and pointed a gun to the new intruders. Seeing YN in the arms of the man made them stop dead on their tracks, they had family on the line of fire and directly on danger.

“As I was saying, before I was o so rudely interrupted, do you speak English, or will I have to teach you? Carried on Falcone and kissed her shoulder, making YN contort her face in disgust, comfort long gone. Jason had had it.

“Leave the girl alone, the issue is with us! No need to harm civilians!” Jason said, his anger making the voice changer turn his voice deeper that it normally was.

“Or what Hood? She’s not important…why should I?” Responded Falcone, with a knowing look. “What if I make a deal with you, Bats? I’ll take the girl, and you get my leave without a fight? Hmm? What d’ya think? I do need another pretty pet for my collection..”

Hearing that Damian turned alarmed to his father, “Batman, you CANT AGREE TO THAT!” he said sternly. Causing Both Tim and Dick to nod in agreement.

“No, Falcone. This ends now!”

“Hmmmm, does it? Why is the little bird so worried about a RANDOM civilian? Oh wait, this IS NO random civilian, if not the Wayne’s. We conquest! How silly of me. Well bird, how far do you think mister big bucks will go to get you back?” Falcon said with catlike grin as he squeezed YN closer. She tried to move back but his strength was overpower hers. “You know, whatever price they paid for you, I can double it plus a few nights of satisfaction, I can make you Gotham’s richest whore” he finished.

Falcone wasn’t stupid. He knew the effect she was having on Red Hood and each passing moment was more of a chance to press his buttons until he snapped. He may have not known what exactly was the connection, but there WAS a connection, and if he could only get him to bend the knee to him and turn his back on Batma-

“I. Said. Step. The. Fuck. Away. From. Her” hissed Red Hood through tight teeth and that’s when hell broke loose.

It is known that Red Hood has always been an excellent marksman, yet today, he was impeccable. Yes, he may have been using rubber bullets thanks to Bruce, but fuck if he cares! When his girl’s life is on the line, even those can be deadly. He had the three men behind Falcone on the floor in mere second and anyone who came close as well. Damian followed in his lead, trying to get closer to YN in order to free her, his patience no longer intact. Bruce, Dick and Tim made sure to fight of the rest. Finally, Damian got close enough and sliced the gun in Falcone’s hand in half, leaving him without a loaded weapon. Too busy with Damian, Falcone failed to notice Red Hood behind, until he saw his shadow and one calculated punch later he was on the floor and YN was free. A little out of lightheaded because of the tight grip Falcone had on her, YN leaned against Red Hood unintentionally, to which he cut through the restraints, picked her up bridal style, and booked it, leaving the fighting and cleaning up to Batman and the rest.

YN held unto him, and said “to the left, there are two escape rooms, one that’s probably filled with the rest and another down the hall”

When they got to the door, he let her down and Yn inserted a code she knew by heart and both entered. Jason would be damned if he left her alone again, the others could manage.

There it looked like a refreshment room, it had a few sofas, chairs and tables.

Yn paced back and forth filled with anxiety and Jason just stared at her, his back to the door.

“Ay puñeta, ay puñeta, ay puñeta, que hago ahora? Estoy sola, no se donde está nadie, perdí mi cel en el intento, no puedo llamar a Nola ni a mami ni a Jason…Jason!!!! You, Hood! You need to get back there! The Wayne’s. They are missing! You have to go and check, look for them make sure they are all safe, from Damian to Bruce to most importantly Jason, please please find them, why are you just STANDING THERE GO ON FIND THEM!!!!!” She screamed hysterically and grabbed him by his jacket.

“They are okay, specialy Jason, they are fine” he tried to reassure her but she wasn’t convinced

“No! Listen, their lives are worth million times more than mine, you should go and look for them, make sure they are safe, make sure Jason is safe please, you can leave for a moment then come back but just make sure Jason is safe!” She insisted and Jason’s heart tightened. Firstly because of her accusation that his life was worth more than hers and second because of her worry for him.

She kept on rambling, to the point where it wasn’t even understandable to him because of the speed and the fact that she was changing between Spanish and English.

He took her face in his hands and made her look at him, shutting her up for a moment.

Understanding that his helmet could be a little overwhelming after seeing her flinch a little, he took it off, going with it his gloves as well and took her face once again, “it’s fine, preciosa, ,it’s fine, they are okay, he is okay”

Hearing the term on endearment, YN looked up at him. He was only wearing his black eye mask and a spark of recognition lit up inside of her. The memory of the masquerade ball coming to mind, to be more specific, the memory of Jason with his silver mask came to mind. Her breathing started to slow down and she took his face in her hands. Finally, she whispered shakily “…Jay?”

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ggomos-maribat · 1 year

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Spooky: Has anyone seen Marinette?

Dee: Is she not in your house?

ItsNotActuallyAnS: On a mission?

Spooky: Did anyone give her a mission?

DramaQueen: I think I saw her in the Watchtower a few hours ago

Nyoom: cnt u trck hr?

Glowstick: Type properly, Bars

Nyoom: can’t you track her?

Spooky: I think she’s transformed as Ladybug. I can’t track her when she’s transformed.

#ForeverSalty: Have you asked your million other children?

Spooky: . . .

Spooky: Of course I have. Why do you think I’m asking here?

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“You know,” Tim mumbles, typing a set of coordinates into the Batcomputer. “Maybe she doesn’t want to be found.”

Damian shoots him a look that can kill. “What if she’s in trouble?”

“If Marinette is in trouble, she will A, send an alert of her location or B, tell her friends.” Tim leans back. “Also, I think Alfred knows where she is and he’s not panicking.”

“But Father is.”

Tim winces, hoping Bruce won’t activate multiple emergency protocols just to find Marinette. “Yeah, we need to tell him to relax.”

“Todd is restless as well.”

“Because of last time.” A sigh escapes Tim. “She’ll be back before dinner, I’m sure.”

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Clark stretches his limbs and begins his journey to the north. Bruce has been talking his ear off the whole day, telling him repeatedly to keep an ear out for Marinette. Of course, he can’t sense her heartbeat while she’s in the suit, but he has heard her voice at some point and it sounds like she’s not in danger.

And yet when he tells this to her father, he doesn’t believe him.

As the glinting crystals of the Fortress come into view, he senses four, not three people inside. Clark makes a mental count. Conner said he might drop by with Jon. There’s Kara too.

Everything becomes clear to him when he enters and sees them all huddled in a circle with Ladybug, playing cards with the essence of Jor-El.

“Aw damn, I lost again.” Ladybug throws her hand down. Her turns and her eyes light up when she sees Clark. “Oh, hi Uncle C.”

Clark clears his throat. “Marinette, your father has been looking for you.”

She briefly checks her yoyo. “Is it late already?” Her smile turns sheepish. “Oops.”

“How did you get here anyway?”

The heroine gestures to the other Supers. “I was flying back from Paris when I saw them on the way here.”

“So we invited Mari!” Jon continues.

Clark rubs his head. “Bruce will kill me.”

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ao3feed-timkon · 2 years

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Future Beyond: Batman: Melody

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/8djeRlO

by Future_Beyond

“The first five years have so much to do with how the next 80 turn out”- Bill Gates

The McGinnis’ (Warren and Mary) world just got shifted on it’s axis. how will the newly married couple deal with not just a baby (created to be a clone of the worlds most vibrant urban myth) but also moving into said Urban Myth’s house? Oh and the Myth just happens to be Warrens’s boss.

Meanwhile Bruce Wayne is a little unnerved with how much these to people act like his mom and dad.

And in the background the Wayne kids create chaos and help their baby brother. Oh wait thi Damian is having an indetity crisis. At least the Fox’s are 0Oooo… nope they are not ok they are fighting…again.

Wow who knew so much could come from such a brilliant plan Amanda Waller!!

So come along for this chaotic ride that updates every Sunday ish

Words: 2, Chapters: 1/250, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Future Beyond: Batman

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Batman Beyond

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Terry McGinnis, Bruce Wayne, Mary McGinnis, Warren McGinnis, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Darla Dudley, Mary Batson, Billy Batson, Eugene Choi (DCU), Pedro Peña, Duke Thomas, And many many more

Relationships: Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Duke Thomas & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Batfamily Members & Other(s), Shazamily Members & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson/Wally West, Roy Harper/Koriand'r/Jason Todd, Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne, Cas and Steph are cousins sorry not sorry, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Batfamily Members & Billy Batson, Darla Dudley & Damian Wayne, Billy Batson/Courtney Whitmore, Warren McGinnis/Mary McGinnis, Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne

Additional Tags: Pronouns, Everyone Is Gay, Families of Choice, Unconventional Families, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, B+ I’d let him adopt me, the batfamily is trying, Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily (DCU) Feels, some violence, Some Humor, Family Dynamics, bi tim drake, BI DICK GRAYSON, Demiboy Dick Grayson, Demiboy Duke Thomas, I turned off my brain and made everyone queer, Bisexual Selina Kyle, Pan Damian Wayne

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/8djeRlO

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #timkon

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starcityhq · 4 years

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THE EVENT HAS BEGUN!

The admins have assigned all characters to a particular section in the city. You are free to leave your section at any time. We do ask that you start off in where you are assigned, however. If you would like to change where your character is initially placed, please send a message to the main and we will accommodate you!

To reiterate: you are not obligated to participate in this event. Additionally, if you only wish to participate as one or two characters, that is perfectly fine! The admins have assigned all characters to a section, but it is up to you if you want to be part of this event.

Characters assigned to the bank, theater, or any other area are not expected to be inside the building or on premises at the start of the event. (Example: the batfamily is assigned to the theater because they will converge there once they hear the Joker is present.) Characters are not required to be on site from the very start, but should be close enough to involve themselves in the chaos.

We still have room for hostages and injuries! Please message the main with a specific character in mind if you’d like to volunteer someone for one or the other! If you want your character to be shot (we still have three slots open), your character will be relocated to Cascades Park. If you want your character to be a hostage (we have plenty of slots left for that!), your character will be relocated to the bank. We will update the list with any changes, so keep an eye out!

LOCATIONS & ASSIGNMENTS

THE THEATER: Please see THIS POST to review what happens at the theater.

M’gann M'orzz, Billy Kaplan, Lucifer Morningstar, MJ Watson, Quentin Quire, Stephanie Brown, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Damian Wayne, Tim Drake, Cassandra Cain-Wayne, Chuck Brown, Linda Martin, Venus/Felix, Zatanna Zatara, Michael Jon Carter, Susan Storm, Peyton Riley, & Peter Parker.

STAR CITY MUNICIPAL BANK: Two armored cars full of heavily equipped men show up right at the tick of noon, kicking in the doors and disengaging the security protocols before locking down the facility. There are an assumed fifteen hostages inside.

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

THE DOCKS: A shipping carton full of weapons and munitions is tipped over by another group of armed thugs, clearly associated with a second gang. No reported injuries, but there were a number of dock workers who aren’t responding to messages or calls from their bosses.

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

CASCADES PARK: Reports of bomb threats in various parts of Cascades Park, situated in the heart of the city, were called in to the SCPD. Still more thugs, the differentiating colors signifying them as a third gang, have even more people held hostage near the boat house. Six gunshot victims have been confirmed and paramedics can’t get on scene.

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

As previously stated, the event will run from 04/22 6pm EST to 04/29 6pm EST. You may still continue threads past that point, but you will not be permitted to start any new threads. Please do not start non-event threads during this time without permission from the admins. You are free to continue any threads that started prior to the event.

Please make sure you are tracking and using the “STARCCURTAINS” and “STARCEVENT” tags for event posts and are answering open starters in addition to posting your own! As always, admins reserve the right to accept character applications at any time during the event rather than holding them, so this is the perfect time to get applications in!

Keep an eye out - we will have a handful of plot drops over the course of the event. Happy playing, and please message the main if you have any questions!

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bluboothalassophile · 6 years

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The Historical AU: Jason is the wild son of Bruce Wayne, a member of Gotham’s elite and an American spy operating heavily in Europe watching the German’s movements. Rachel Roth is the maid that the family butler hired, and has come to be the family maid. Set in a world before World War One broke lose.

Treasure Hunter AU: Professor Rachel Roth strives to stay a step ahead of her father, the Nazis SS officer on the quest for the Gem of Scath. She’s employed the help of treasure hunter Jason Todd to find what she seeks and stay a step ahead of the Nazi party.

Game of Thrones AU: House Wayne is in a dangerous war with House El to retrieve their missing daughters. Raven has come to claim the Iron Throne and her birthright.

Constantine Dad AU: Constantine adopted a demon in the depths of hell and brought her home. Now he navigates raising the most powerful being on this plane of existence with the help of the Devil Himself, and Mazikeen. They also seek to keep her away from the Young Justice Team and the Justice League.

Calm in the Storm AU: An unlikely friendship formed between the Demon and the Broken Robin, and it has been a whirl wind in their lives as they find themselves in a serious relationship and slowly reconciling with the Bats. A series of out of chronological snippets of their relationship throughout the years.

Percy Jackson AU: The Bats were brothers; even if not in blood. Dick, son of Aphrodite, Jason, Son of Poseidon, Tim, Son of Athena, Duke, Son of Apollo, and Damian, Son of Ares, were all adopted by a dangerous human; Bruce Wayne. They spend their summers at Camp Half Blood, where Jason’s best friend resides, Raven, Daughter of Hades, and the satyr, Roy Harper. And oh the chaos that can find these demigods...

Explorer AU: aka ‘Pocahontas AU’, Jason has come west with the Union forces to lay claim to America’s new lands. Raven is the bastard daughter of a Navajo medicine woman and Apache warrior. Shunned by most she’s decided to track these strange men as they trek through the perilous lands of the South West.

Japanese AU: Jason is a ronin in a foriegn land called Nanashi, he was saved by a tengu named Rei.

Hopes for a Bastard Universe: I seriously recommend just going to read the series rather than I writing it out an attempt at the summary.

Okay, these are the most frequently used AUs I have outside of Hopes for a Bastard. So don’t be afraid to ask for them, it’s no trouble for me to write these.

#bluboothalassophile #fanfic #jayrae #redrae #raex #historical au #explorer au #constantine dad au #calm in the storm #treasure hunting au #percy jackson au #game of thrones au #rare doodling #raven

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sadlittlenerdking · 6 years

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Happy Birthday

The Magicians

Word Count: 2.2k

Summary: Margo decides to throw a birthday party for todd. for @highestkingbambi

Kady sets down the cake on the dining room table and crosses her arms, “Remind me again why were doing this?”

Margo barely looks up from her place of directing Eliot on where to hang the banner, “Because you heard what he said.”

“Yeah, his life is pathetic. That doesn’t exp—“

“No, El. Two inches higher.”

Eliot sighs and lifts the banner another two inches, shooting Margo an exasperated eyebrow raise. “Here?”

“Perfect.” She turns to Kady, then, tilting her head. “The reason we’re doing this, is because whenever we need help or information, he’s always there for us.”

“Because he’s a stalker.”

“No.” Margo rolls her eyes and looks back at the kitchen, calling out, “Q, how are the tacos coming?”

“They—Uh—“ He peaks his head out of the kitchen door, looking frazzled with half of his ponytail falling around his face, and a brief trail of smoke following after him. “Great!” He exclaims, offering a worrying grin before disappearing back behind the doorway.

Margo takes a step in his direction before Eliot sighs behind her and climbs down from the ladder. “I’ll handle it,” he says, patting her shoulder gentle before rushing off towards the kitchen as a loud crash sounds through the doorway. “You better not be dead!” He calls as he gets to the kitchen. He stops just outside the room, hands falling to his side. “Oh for fucks sake, Q,” he murmurs before shaking his head and disappearing into the room.

“He’s...as much of a friend as we’ve allowed him to be,” Margo finally says, waving an arm distractedly as Penny opens the front door and appears with arms full of present bags. “Finally! Did you get all the gifts?”

Penny clambers into the room, glaring faintly as he drops the bags with a clumsy thump. “Yeah. Thanks for the help,” he mutters, turning on his heel to close the door behind him.

“You’re doing just fine,” Margo goads, smirking at Kady. “Julia should be here soon with the birthday boy. Find Josh. He should have all the DJ equipment ready.”

“I literally want nothing else to do with this.”

Margo’s smirk slowly fades, until she can narrow her eyes and glare up at Kady. “Look,” she says, taking an intimidating step closer, “Todd is a little weird. But he has no friends. No family. Nothing. Except he smiles at everyone, and helps everyone, and he asks for nothing in return. So just this once, Queen of the Cold Hearts Club, you’re going to put a smile on your lips, and pretend to be this kids friend.”

“Or what?”

“Let’s just say I hope you’re not attached to your hair. Or, your clothes, as drab as they are. Or,” she pauses, the corner of her lips quirking up as she glances over to Penny, where he’s wandered over to the kitchen doorway and is watching Quentin and Eliot with unrelenting judgement, “Your boyfriend.”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“Say happy birthday and dance to a few sappy songs and you won’t have to find out.”

Kady watches her for a few moments, before sighing and letting her hands fall to her side. “Fine.”

Margo grins. “Great! Do me a favor and make sure Q and El aren’t just making out in the kitchen. Wait—no. Have you seen Alice?”

“No. Why?”

“She’s supposed to be gathering other students Todd knows. I haven’t seen her since I sent her off—“

The front door opens and Alice appears, hair a mess, and a scowl on her face. She looks around for a moment before spotting Margo and marching over to her. “Do you know how many students are coming to this party?” She asks, but doesn’t wait for Margo to respond, “All of them. Apparently Todd goes to everyone’s parties, even kids nobody else even knows. So. I don’t know how you plan on hiding them all, but they’re out front. Good luck.” She starts to turn around.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

She stops, takes a deep breath, and says, “I need an hour away from humanity. Because if I hear one more person scream, ‘The parties for Todd? Hell yeah!’ I may actually kill myself. Again.” Her eyes widen a fraction before she nods and darts up the staircase before Margo can even think up a response.

Margo stares after for a moment before nodding to herself. “Okay,” She says, turning and pointing a finger at Kady absentmindedly as she writes something down with her other hand, “You…” She trails off, before setting her pen down and holding the paper out, “cast this spell on all the people outside. Tell them to come in and hide.”

Kady doesn’t move for a long moment, before she sighs dramatically and reaches for the paper, snatching it out of Margo’s hand and stomping outside.

Margo watches the door close behind her before rolling her eyes and making her way to the kitchen. Penny slips passed her and heads towards the bar. “Don’t even think about it, Adiyodi!” She calls out, pointing a finger over her shoulder at him. She hears him set the bottle back down on the bar counter heavy handed and flop down on the couch. She grins to herself and steps into the kitchen.

To find chaos.

“What the fuck?”

Eliot looks up from where his face is buried in Quentin’s neck, and at least has the decency to look a little guilty. “Hey… Bambi…”

Quentin opens his eyes, and flinches at the look Margo shoots him. “To be fair,” He says, slowly unraveling himself from Eliot, “This is all his fault.”

Eliot looks ready to argue, but then just shrugs, making a face. “Yeah. He’s not wrong.”

Margo blinks once, twice. And then takes two steps into the room. “And the tacos?”

“Oh.” Eliot glances down at the stove, and then waves a hand at it. “Fucked. Q can’t cook to save his life.”

“I did warn you,” Quentin murmurs, from behind Eliot, “That I can’t cook.”

“Shut up.” She looks up at the ceiling, eyes flickering back and forth between the smoke detector and the light, before snapping her fingers and pointing at the dup, “Okay. use the portal in the hall closet. Go get a shitload of decent Tacos. And whatever else. Just make sure you get the tacos.”

“Why tacos?”

She snaps her gaze back down to Quentin. “How am I the only one who knows anything about Todd?”

“Honestly, Bambi,” Eliot says as he grabs Quentin’s hand and starts towards the hallway, “I don’t even know how you know anything about him.” He leans down and presses a kiss to her cheek. “We’ll be back in a bit.”

“Julia should be here with Todd in half an hour. Be back before then or suffer the consequences.”

Quentin nods. “I’ll make sure we’re back…”

“Good. Go!”

They get back with five minutes to spare, and at least three new hickies on Quentin’s throat. Margo silently directs them to the table so they can set the Taco’s and chips down on the table. Across the house, Josh is finalizing the set up on the DJ stand, calling out songs Margo’s never heard of but he claims are ‘Todd’s favorite, he’s going to love it!’ or something equally uninteresting.

Kady opens the front door, and ushers all the guests into the house, then, as well.

Before Margo knows whats happening, there are so many people pressed into the cottage, that they’re spilling up onto the staircase, and into the kitchen. “Jesus,” She mutters, as she checks on the proximity spell.

“Should I just call Jules—“

“No, shut up, Q,” Margo mutters, before sighing and patting his hair with a quiet apology.

The light on the spell gets brighter and she smirks, shoving her way through the house until she can stand on the coffee table. “Everyone!” She screams, “Shut the fuck up!”

It doesn’t happen all at once, but the crowd slowly goes silent, much like a wave.

“Perfect. They’re just down the walkaway. So, keep shutting the fuck up. And when the door opens, yell ‘surprise’ it’s that fucking simple. If you fuck it up, I will turn you into toads!”

Somebody turns off the lights, and they all go quiet.

“Thank you so much for today, Julia,” Todd says, muffled through the door, “This was so much fun.”

Julia laughs, kind as always as Todd puts his key into the door, “I try,” She says.

And then the door opens.

Margo spots his face, just before he flicks the lights on, and three hundred cramped students scream, “Surprise!”

She keeps her place on the coffee table, to keep an eye on him.

His eyes go wide, and he drops the bags in his hands as he stares out at the crowd of people. His mouth falls open. “What—what. I—“ He turns back to look at Julia, and whispers, “Can you see it, too?”

She grins at him, and ruffles his hair. “Yes.”

“Is it your birthday, too?”

Her smile falls a fraction, before she shakes her head, and directs him back to the crowd. “It’s for you, Todd.”

His voice is small, barely audible, as his gaze sweeps over the students again, and says, “Oh.”

And just like that, the crowd envelopes him, wishing happy birthdays and inside jokes Margo knows nothing about. Josh starts playing a shitty song from the early 2000’s that almost makes her regret this, but she’s slipping passed Todd, and catches the giant, confused grin on his face, and remembers why she’s done it. She smirks to herself, shoving her way through the crowd until the can reach her friends.

Eliot looks down at her, his arms wrapped around Quentins waist, with Quentin pulled up against his chest. “Pray tell,” He says, “Was it worth it?”

Before she can respond, Todd comes bounding through the room, directly towards them. “Guys!” He exclaims, thousand watt grin on his face, “Do you see this?”

“Hard not to,” Penny mutters, “There are so many people in this house I can practically taste their breath.”

Todd furrows his brow, pointing a finger and opening his mouth like he’s going to respond before shaking his head and turning his attention on Margo. “Thank you!”

“Why are you thanking me? Everyone’s here.”

“It has the kind of organized chaos that only you can create.”

“Huh.” She crosses her arms, motioning with her chin at the crowd, “Why aren’t you celebrating and dancing? There’s food, music, presents, and cake. Go enjoy.”

He tilts his head, before holding a hand out to her hesitantly. “Wanna dance with me?”

She pretends to think about it, before sighing dramatically and extending her hand out to him, “One time deal.”

His grin widens impossibly as he nods and drags her into the crowd.

Yeah. It’s worth it, she thinks as she loses sight of her friends.

Eight dances, six tacos, and two hundred less people later, Margo’s sitting on the couch with Eliot and Kady, watching Todd, Josh and Quentin dance like lunatics on the makeshift dancefloor, which a spell plays the music for them.

“I thought he was going to cry when they brought the cake out,” Margo murmurs.

“You thought? He actually did,” Kady replies, turning to look at her. “When everyone went to get their own slices, he kind of turned away and started wiping at his eyes like he didn’t want anyone to see.”

“How sad.”

Margo elbows Eliot. “Be nice.”

“I’m still here, aren’t i?”

“Only because Q is.”

He shrugs a shoulder. “The parties not so bad, either.” Which is as close to a ‘Todd’s not so bad, either’ as he’ll get.

Kady leans forward, raising an eyebrow. “Don’t act like you didn’t look all pleased when he opened your present.”

“You bought Todd a present?”

“No. Absolutely not.”

Kady scoffs. “Who else would buy him a designer vest? Come on.”

“Shut up, Kady.”

Margo smirks to herself, letting them fight as she looks back on the dancing, drunken fools still on the dance floor.

Todd’s stopped dancing; breathing heavily and letting his gaze rake over everything in the living room. The decorations in shambles, the plates with frosting coating the edges, and the countless taco shells lining the floor. The pile of wrapping paper in the corner of the room, and the broken priceless items tucked into the study nook. His chin trembles after a moment, and he wraps his arms around himself.

Margo slowly pushes up from the couch and makes her way over to him. “You good?”

He nods, grinning at him, though he’s too drunk to hide the misty film over his eyes. “Yeah! This is—it’s amazing. You—you didn’t have to do all of this.”

“I know. I never do anything I don’t want to do.”

“I mean, you hang out with me—“

“Like I said, Todd.”

He swallows. “Oh.”

“Come on, Birthday boy. How about one more dance?” She holds a hand out for him.

He stares at it for a moment, before he blinks and nods, just as a tear slips down his cheek. He lets go of his stomach, and reaches ip quickly to wipe it away. “Sorry--Sorry. I’m—I’m not. I’m trying not to be weird, i promise. I just—“

“Todd,” Margo says, slow and patient, “Have you met Quentin? Trust me. Nobody cares if you’re weird. Let’s dance.”

“I just—I’ve never—“

“I know.”

“And this—“

“I know, Todd.”

“I—I need you to know that I really—“

“Stop.” Margo places a hand on his chest and offers him a glare. “Thank me, and I’ll turn you into a toad. Do you want to dance or don’t you?”

“I do.”

“Then lets dance.”

“Okay.”

She pulls him back to the center of the dance floor, and it’s not long before all of their friends, including Kady and Alice, have circled around them to join in.

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Imagines

Beast Boy: Come Back, Amnesia

Bruce Wayne: Sleepy Days, Dress Like a Hero

Damian Wayne: He Calls Me Kitty, 2 3, Sleep

Diana Prince: Strongest Among Us

Dick Grayson: Wisdom Teeth, The Birds and the Beetles , Robin Replacement, Kidnapped

J’onn J’onzz: Loving Green, Remember Me

Jaime Reyes: Leave Me, Remnant

Jason Todd: Eventually, Personal Assistant, 2, Exes and No’s, Haunted House

Jessica Cruz: Anxiety

Kara Danvers: Fiancee

Leonard Snart: Soulmates, Love Hate Love, Michael’s Keeper, Part Two

Mon-El: A Prince

Raven: Chaos, Smiley, Amnesia, Work Yourself to Death, Necromancer

Roy Harper: Be My Mommy

Winn Schott: Lesson, Baby Daddy, The Friends of My Lover

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Political Climate Brightens For Limo Industry

LAS VEGAS — The Republican wave that swept the Presidential, Congressional, and state races points to an overall economic and political climate favorable to the U.S. chauffeured transportation industry, NLA members and attendees to the International LCT Show were told March 13.

The change in Washington, D.C. could bring a harder look and outright rollback of certain regulations and other rules hamstringing the predominantly small to medium sized businesses that make up the industry. [A Congressional failure March 24 to pass an alternative to the Affordable Care Act delays any relief for companies offering employer-based health care plans].

The overall industry political outlook was delivered by the National Limousine Association’s two lobbyists, Louie Perry and Todd Webster, executives at Cornerstone Government Affairs in Washington, D.C., during the NLA’s Annual Membership Meeting.

The 2016 shake-up election put outsider tycoon Donald Trump into the White House, with 52 Republicans and 48 Democrats, including two Democrat-leaning independents, in the U.S. Senate, and 238 Republicans and 193 Democrats in the House of Representatives, with four vacancies due to Cabinet appointments. The 2018 Senate election map favors Republicans, with 25 Democratic seats versus eight Republican ones up for re-election.

This year, Congress and President Trump could pursue comprehensive tax reform that includes lower rates for corporations, S Corps, and 100% expensing of capital purchases, and a $1 trillion infrastructure package. Both Trump’s plan and the House of Representative’s “Better Way” plan seek to decrease tax rates for “Main Street” businesses.

Webster and Perry presented a power point outlining top developments affecting the chauffeured transportation industry:

• Uber’s sexual harassment case exposes its culture of defiance and rule-breaking that seems to be finally catching up to the TNC. Uber has been beset with sexual misconduct and discrimination claims, the potential theft of 14,000 emails related to its autonomous vehicle code, a #DeleteUber social media protest campaign in the wake of its CEO Travis Kalanick serving on Trump’s business advisory council, and the use of a Greyball tool to deceive authorities worldwide.

• Uber has spent $1.36 million on federal lobbying activity in 2016, tripling its expenditure in 2015.

• New Transportation Secretary Elaine Chao is engaged with issues possibly favoring the industry: Reexamining the DOT 15-point “safety assessment” issued last September; wants to ensure DOT “is a catalyst for safe, efficient technologies, not an impediment”; and concerned about impact on employment.

• Automakers along with Google and Apple are seeking to lobby for and accelerate the adoption of driverless cars. “In the next decade, autonomous vehicles will be a threat to the industry,” Perry told the audience at the Annual Membership Meeting. “Obama rolled out rules for driverless cars, but Chao has come in and said [vehicles] would affect employment and she’s not sure about the safety of them. The OEMs, Google, and Apple are looking to lobby for autonomous vehicles.”

Among legislative issues the NLA will be focusing on this year:

• Address the labor misclassification of drivers on the federal, state, and local levels now that more problems and negative press have emerged about Uber.

• Rally industry supporters for the annual NLA Day on the Hill June 14 that targets key Congressional members to push NLA priorities, with driver labor misclassification as a major issue.

• Focus on regulatory battles and efforts, with New York, California, Florida, Texas, and Illinois, among the states with the most chauffeured transportation business, as key states for engagement. So far, 43 states have passed legislation related to TNCs.

• Counter Uber efforts through targeted public relations to complement lobbying actions.

• See how autonomous vehicles affect traffic safety, duty of care, and fleet-related employment. All safety laws that apply to cars with human drivers should apply to cars without human drivers. Further, the NLA believes before companies can test autonomous vehicles on public roadways, they should cooperate with state, local, and federal authorities, and receive operating authority to do so.

• Engage on federal bills HR 5625 & HR 5647 from the last Congress that favor TNCs for federal employees.

• Keep a dialogue with the Department of Labor and build on a March 6 meeting with the DOL’s wage and hour enforcement division.

[PAGEBREAK] NLA Public Relations, Safety Campaigns Net Big Media Results NLA members heard a report from public relations firm Evins (www.evins.com) that presented the highest media metrics so far in its public awareness and media campaign about ridehail dangers and regulatory problems. Efforts to help inform and educate major media outlets have resulted in more skeptical and critical coverage of services such as Uber.

Evins has leveraged its deep connections with and recommended story ideas to major media outlets whose reporters now regularly call the NLA for insights and comments on ride-hail/transportation network companies (TNCs). The two-year PR efforts and PSAs have weaned the mainstream media off its overwhelmingly positive, credulous coverage of Uber.

Evins executives replayed a PSA video featuring actress Pamela Anderson that illustrates the disadvantages and risks of using TNC drivers. The campaign messages center around limousine operators being on the right side of the law and fighting against the criminal behavior pervasive in media reports about TNCs.

NLA Elects Officers For New Term The NLA nominated and voted on the 2017-18 slate officers during its quarterly board meeting March 11 before the International LCT Show. New NLA officers are: President Gary Buffo (Pure Luxury, Petaluma, CA), who is now serving his fifth consecutive one-year term; 1st VP Laura Canady (CLT Express Livery, Charlotte, N.C.); 2nd VP Joe Ironi (Global Alliance, Toronto, Ontario); Treasurer Robert Alexander (RMA Worldwide, Rockville, MD); and Secretary Scott Solombrino (Dav El / BostonCoach).

Returning Wine Jug Raises More Money If you saw an NLA board director swinging and pretending to guzzle a three-liter bottle of wine, don’t be alarmed; it was for a good cause. Directors Robert Alexander and Ron Stein auctioned a 2012 Custom Cabernet Sauvignon Blend exclusive to donor Grech Motors during the NLA Annual Membership Meeting on March 13.

But the people bidding decided to make straight donations to the Harold Berkman Memorial Fund and kept giving the bottle back to be auctioned off in the Silent Auction at the LCT Awards Celebration the next night. The three first “winning” donors include: Eric Devlin, Premier Transportation — $1,500; Craig McCutcheon, Rosedale Livery Limited — $2,000; and Dawson Rutter, Commonwealth Worldwide Chauffeured Transportation — $2,000.

At the awards gala, the only silent bidder for the returned bottle, for $500, was Stein, who owns Exclusive Sedan Service in Los Angeles.

Fund Raiser Boosts Berkman Charity Donations The NLA raised about $28,000 March 12 at its annual fundraiser for its philanthropic arm, the Harold Berkman Memorial Fund. About 125 attendees who came to the event held at Lagasse’s Stadium where they could enjoy complimentary beverages and appetizers while mingling in the giant sports bar and outdoor terrace.

Contributors heard NLA board director and Atlanta operator Jeff Greene and Chicago operator George Jacobs give tributes to Berkman, considered a founding father of the NLA and the modern-day limousine industry, who died in 1997. Berkman founded Music Express in Los Angeles in 1973. The company now is one of the largest limousine services in the U.S. with operations in four major cities and run by Berkman’s daughter Cheryl Berkman who attended the event with family members.

Overall, the NLA has donated about $816,000 to charities since 1996.

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