#to see that man draw kon

[longwuzhere]

Some cool Easter eggs I caught watching My Adventures with Superman that I want to show to people so they can be in on it with comic book readers

My episode 2 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My episode 3 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My episode 4 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My episode 5 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Episode 6 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Episode 7 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here and here

My Episode 8 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Episode 9 easter eggs and references in My Adventures with Superman post is here

My Episode 10 easter eggs and refences in My Adventures with Superman post is here

(SPOILERS if you haven't seen the show yet):

Lois Lane has a cut out clip of Vicki Vale. Vicki Vale is a journalist in Gotham City. Her first appearance was in Batman #49 (1948) as seen in the panel here (W: Bill Finger, A: Lew Sayre and Bob Kane, I: Charles Paris, L: Ira Schnapp).

Looks like Jimmy is a fan of Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask. Good video game taste.

Jimmy mentions a psychic starfish and the one starfish in the DC universe who is psychic is Starro the Conqueror, who's first appearance is in Brave and the Bold 28 (1960) (the cover art here is done by Mike Sekowsky, Murphy Anderson, and Ira Schnapp) and has the power to mind control people.

Lois, after barging into Perry White's office about a story, mentions Mt. Simonson. This is a neat name drop to Superman: The Man of Steel writer Louise Simonson, one of the nicest comic book writers you'll ever meet. She helped co-create John Henry Irons a.k.a Steel with artist of the Superman: The Man of Steel comic, Jon Bogdanove (really hope we get to see Irons in this show too).

Jon Bogdanove also gets a name drop here as does...

Dan Jurgen, comic book writer and artist on the Superman comic in the 90s (also one of my favorite Superman artists).

Now who are these kids that call themselves the Newskid Legion? Well, they are a VERY deep DC cut and reference to the Newsboy Legion back in the 1940s. The group was created by Joe Simon and Jack Kirby, LEGENDARY comic book creators.

The page here is from Who's Who: The Definitive Directory of the DC Universe #16 (1986) with the art by Jack Kirby and Karl Kesel. Most of the Newskid Legion is named after the Newsboy Legion members

Gabby and Big Words here share names with their Newsboy Legion counterparts as does Flip Johnson...

who shares names with Walter "Flip" Johnson here on the cover of Superman's Pal Jimmy Olson #137 (1971) which was done by Jack Kirby, Neal Adams, and Gaspar Saladino.

Patty, the cartoonist of the Newskid Legion homages this panel from Adventures of Superman #500 (1993) (W: Karl Kesel, P: Tom Grummet, I: Doug Hazelwood, C: Glenn Whitmore, L: Albert DeGuzman), the first appearance of Superboy, Conner Kent/ Kon-El.

But who is the one below that drawing? We'll his name is in Big Word's word puzzle, in the show. It's Jim Harper, the Guardian.

Jim Harper becomes the Newsboy Legion's legal guardian despite their causing trouble for him. The page here is from Star Spangled Comics #7, the Newsboy Legion and the Guardian's first appearance, by Joe Simon, Jack Kirby, and Whitney Ellsworth. You might've seen the Guardian on the recent Young Justice cartoon.

When Lois, Clark, and Jimmy go investigate about the smuggled robots in Metropolis, Jimmy makes a reference to super intelligent gorillas in France. This is a subtle hint at Monsieur Mallah, the Doom Patrol villain who will be in the show along with his partner, the Brain. Both made their first appearance in Doom Patrol #86 (1964) .

The cover art here is done by Arnold Drake, Bob Brown, and Ira Schnapp.

Later in the episode we see Clark receive his powers and he is surrounded with electricity, giving off Superman Blue vibes when in the comics, Superman gained electricity powers and became Electric Blue Superman who's first appearance was in Superman #123 (1997) (cover art by Ron Frenz, Joe Rubenstein, Patrick Martin, and Todd Klein.

Link to Episode 2 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Link to Episode 3 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

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Link to Episode 8 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Link to Episode 9 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

Link to Episode 10 of My Adventures with Superman Easter Eggs and references is here

#My Adventures with Superman #Superman #Clark Kent #Lois Lane #Jimmy Olson #Vicki Vale #Starro #Starro the Conqueror #Louise Simonson #Jon Bogdanove #Dan Jurgens #Newskid Legion #Newsboy Legion #Flip Johnson #The Guardian #Jim Harper #Doom Patrol #Monsieur Mallah #The Brain #Electric Blue Superman #Superman Blue #DC #DC Comics #DC Comics Easter Eggs #MAwS #MAwS easter eggs #Holy shit this took a long while! #Cartoons #Adult Swim #GO WATCH MY ADVENTURES WITH SUPERMAN!!!

[buniyaad]

i am so happy the bart allen fandom subsect against his infantilization are finally back in business (only tumblr user @melonlthawne gets a pass for drawing baby bart with a childhood cuz they’re cool and funny).

i understand some ppl need their Actual Kid Characters to cope, but bart aint a tomasian superson, as some of you might believe. he’s barely a flash (the scriptures say even mark waid wanted flash!bart dead), and he’s certainly not young justice’s baby brother/son/infant to care for. i understand some of y’all’s lives are dedicated to infantilizing the first short/neurodiverse/weird character that you see for whatever hellish projection purposes you got goin on, but i want you to know that it’s wholly a YOU problem, not a bart allen problem.

bart allen fucks. he’s short and has amazing hair. his girlfriends in canon involve a girl he didn’t even know was his girlfriend until he got smooched at a baseball game. his homies thought he was a rat bastard cop when he was disguised as impulse. his superbestie is kinda horny for him, which is great, bc kon is rarely horny for men but Bart Allen Is The Exception. he’s a canon gamer. he was a foster kid. he’s a refugee. he died a couple of times. he’s insane and dangerous and violent to boot. he’s weird too. no amount of headassery is gonna erase the fact that, that man is a Certified Freak From The Future. find peace in your heart.

and make sure you participate in bartkon week this summer

#bart allen #bartkon #konbart #kon el #dc comics #real talk

[zahri-melitor]

Poking at timeline stuff again:

So Kon was ‘born’ in 1993, and hatched from his tube aged… 15ish? He turned 1 in Nov 1995 (Superboy Annual #2 of his series) – note Kon is STILL AGING here, and after this point he’s usually described as 16 physically. His age ‘froze’ in July 1997 (Superboy #41) and then started aging again after Sins of Youth in May 2000 (Superboy #74) Kon died in May 2006 (Infinite Crisis #6) Kon returned in June 2009 (Final Crisis: Legion of 3 Worlds #4)

2000-2006 is about a year in Comics Time. I think it’s 100% fair to say Kon was physically 17 year old, at his youngest, as at his death, and mentally 17-18.

Kon enrolled in Smallville High on his revival – he’s almost certainly in Year 12/a Senior – and 2009ish is known as the ‘start’ of a school year by a bunch of correlating factors (Steph starting college is one). Flashpoint interrupts and this school year likely never finished. He may or may not have celebrated his 18th birthday before Flashpoint but it either happened or was due imminently.

Known timegaps – Kon lost slightly over a year between Infinite Crisis and Final Crisis. His aging stopped either for over a year (if you use Bat timelines) or more like 6 months (given it was 3 years real time). In total I want to say Kon’s ‘age’ went backwards about 18 months to two years over this period. His mental age, however, probably only lost 15 months or so.

By Flashpoint, Kon probably was due to celebrate his 18th birthday in his personal timeline.

In comparison: Jason Todd died aged 15 (if you take canon at its word) or 14 years 9 months (if you use the canonical birthday and death day dates). He was officially dead for 6 months before getting resurrected (- 6 months) and then in a coma for a year (-12 months). He then had a fun amnesiac period which does not have a defined length of time before Talia got sick of it and pushed Jason into a Pit.

Using Bat timelines, 18 months after Jason’s death is probably some time around Contagion or Legacy. Legacy in particular makes a lot of sense for Talia to see Jason in Gotham and pick him up to take home with her. He probably had to go into a Lazarus Pit during No Man’s Land, given Bane and Bruce start the ‘destroy all the Lazarus Pits’ campaign post-NML, culminating in Death and the Maidens in 2003-2004.

Either way, Jason Todd is still mentally 15 years old as of 2000.

Jason’s not in a position to return to Gotham with Talia’s urging until AFTER the rebuild for the famous bomb the Batmobile moment (realistically probably 2000-2001), and from the rebuild process IN DC comics 2001 is a better call than 2000 if you don’t still want rubble everywhere (they didn’t manage to get Ivy out of Robinson Park until Jan 2001)

He then does his world travel training trip… but is back in Gotham for September 2003 and Hush (and Tim’s 16th birthday).

Given Tim’s birthday is canonically on 19 July, the longest Jason’s world training trip can be is 6 months, and is probably more like 3-4 months given the required futzing time either side.

Jason doesn’t legally turn 18 until March 2004 (Tec #790). He’s still almost certainly mentally 16 years old here. He’s arguably physically 17.5 here.

A set of preboot timeline facts from all of this that is hilarious (to me):-

Jason and Tim are mentally about the same age, given their canonical 23 month age gap by date of birth. Depending on how long a period Talia keeps Jason around as an amnesiac, Tim may actually be mentally older.

Yes. The Titans Tower fight was essentially two 16 year olds having a spat.

Kon, despite also having fun death times, is 100% mentally older than Jason for all periods, though they’re close to drawing even after Final Crisis. He’s probably close to physically the same age as Jason for a lot of the time up to Infinite Crisis.

Tim may actually have spent a similar amount of time training in Paris (between Robin I and some time during Legacy and the summer leading up to Cataclysm) as Jason did on his Lost Days world trip.

Anyone who questions how Tim can be one of the greatest bo staff fighters in the world when he’s working off the same time frame of intense training from masters as Jason is (and has a far more substantial training time with Bruce and Dick) is honestly discounting that Tim has more extensive vigilante experience than Jason does, particularly in terms of Gotham-focused skills.

Kon and Tim end up by Flashpoint as within a few months of each other in age.

#timeline shenanigans

[g-xix]

20 vs 1 | Tobi Brown

Now TRY tell me Tobi blessed Brown isn't absolutely fine... Exactly! We don't lie here, and you can't say Tobi isn't 100% gorgeous. That's why we get a Tobi oneshot today 😎 Quick pose for the camera? Go on girl:

Killin it babe. Extra bit of media for what the character looks like + wore (bc i love seeing those things on ff's):

Anyways, go on and enjoy the story lovelies

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"Hey, how you doing?" I asked the guy as I walked into shot.

I had been invited by my friends, Kon, Kirsty and Charlie, to join in on one of a YouTube video by a group group whom they was friends with. The only information I had been issued was that I had to walk into shot, say hi, have a short conversation, be accepted of declined to a date and then if I was accepted I would get the opportunity to decline, before going on a date.

Now, I was in the shot talking with the said person who I might have to date.

My heart beat a little faster as I walked into the plain white set, containing nothing but a vast array of cameras and mics all wired and facing myself... and a man stood in the middle.

As I approached him, his eyes met mine with a simper from myself as I felt my heart flutter. He had dark eyes, though they were warmed by the smile he wore on his face. I broke eye contact to look at his outfit- mentally commending the matching silver rings and necklace he wore, also appreciating the way his clothes complemented him- his white shirt highlighting the muscle definition in his arms. I looked back up to see his eyebrow quirk with a grin, clearly having spotted me checking him out.

"Hey, I'm Erin and I'm 23." I spoke quietly, his eyes drawing me in more than the cameras- soothing me and telling me I didn't need to worry about all the eyes on us.

"Lovely to meet you, Erin." He grinned as learnt forwards, offering a hand. I slipped mine into his, expecting a simple hand shake, though I was surprised as he leant down to press a kiss to my hand, maintaining eye contact as he pressed his lips to my hand before taking a step closer to me as he came back up.

I felt a blush rising to my cheeks as I looked away, not wanting him to see the effect he had on me. "Erin- it just has to be a yes." He let my hand fall as he accepted, giving a nod before I walked off.

As I walked off I turned around to look at the guy once more, seeing that he too had turned around to glance at me. I giggled as my eyes made contact with his own, before speeding my walk into the changing room to find Zara with a squeal.

"How did it go?" Zara asked, linking hands with me and smiling as I jumped in excitement.

"It went really amazing! The guy... I didn't actually get his name, but he was... he was fit as hell, Zara." I smiled at the thought of our interaction.

"Really?" Zara asked. "All he said to me was a 'hi' and 'sure'."

"Oh, I mean, we didn't speak much more, he just said hi and a yeah too, but he was just so... I can't even explain it, attractive."

"Damn, I didn't even get a second glance after he accepted." Zara grumbled. I blushed, thinking back to the look we shared as I exited the set.

"Alright, everyone been accepted or passed?" Kirsty (one of the camera crew) popped her head around the door and questioned. Everyone nodded or replied a yes.

We then walked out depending on whether we liked Tobi or not, before sitting back-set once more and waiting for our date with him.

"Erin?" My head jolted upwards as I heard Kirsty say my name, beckoning me out for my date with Tobi.

"Do I look alright, Kirsty?" I questioned, straightening my clothes in an attempt to look good. I'd gone simple, with an oversized tee-shirt which covered most of my ripped black shorts, leaving my fishnets and chunky boots on my lower half- though I now began underestimating my outfit, the pressure of seeing him again causing me to overthink every minute detail.

"Shut up Erin, you look fit- and anyways- he's already accepted you for how you look so you can't look that bad." Kirsty rolled her eyes jokingly, her humour loosening my nerves slightly. "Alright, step through there and take a seat on the left. Tobi will be with you in a sec."

I took one of the two desolate seats in the middle of the room before I sat, staring at the large mirror on one of the walls. There had to be people behind that. Kon had told me before the shoot that the boys would be watching the date, hence I assumed they'd be behind there.

Kon had also issued a warning previously not to expect a normal date, which slightly worried me as I fidgeted with my fingers and sat in the chair, waiting for my date.

The sound of shoes hitting the floor woke me form my trance, causing my head to jolt upwards a smile to grace my face as I saw the familiar Tobi walk towards me, a grin slapped onto his face and his arms outstretched for a hug.

Dear God I was nervous for this date...

I picked myself up from my seat and beamed at Tobi, responding with a little 'hi!' as I reached up to sling my arms around his neck, whilst he hugged around my waist.

I sat down on my seat and began the date, making small talk and finding myself blushing every so often as he complemented me or started planning out our "next date", but also became slightly confused when he took off his bandana every few minutes claiming he was getting a bit of a headache- only for there to be another one underneath.

It was like a clown car- just when you think that the last bandana is off- there's another yet to come off.

A few bandanas down, he offered the black and white one to me, saying it 'matched my outfit', before I took upon his offer and allowed him to gently pull my hair back and knot it as an accessory behind my head. He didn't hesitate to call it cute from behind, before he turned to face me in front, Kon cutting off our date by saying it had been more than ten minutes- to which Tobi let out a groan in disappointment, bidding farewell before kissing me on the cheek and exiting- leaving me covering my face to hide the bright red blush that bloomed across my face as I sat in the chair, waiting for the final interview.

"How'd that date go then?" Kon interviewed.

"I thought it went really well- Tobi's really cute and I think he's really funny ... I thought it was a pretty fun date and with a nice guy too." I replied, trying not to gush over him. That was what I would do when I found Zara behind the set.

"Would you go on a date with him again?" Kon asked, smirking from behind the camera and giving me a knowing look which left me wondering whether he'd invited me onto the shoot to try and set me up with Tobi, today...

"Easily a yes." I giggled. "I mean- we already talked about what we'd do on other dates we have, and I've got his bandana which I think I'll have to return on another date." Looking down the lens of one of the cameras I smiled and mouthed 'call me', shaking my hand in the shape of a phone.

No sooner had I made that gesture, did I hear muffled screams from behind the mirror, causing me to laugh lightly before beginning to leave the set as Kon had gestured- though I was stopped as Tobi burst out of one of the doors behind the set, jogging up to me before smiling and grabbing my hand.

"Another date?" He questioned, panting slightly- seemingly having ran to get to the studio.

"Mhm, for sure!" I responded, unable to wipe the grin off my face.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket, tapping on it for a few moments before holding the phone out for me, gesturing for me to type my phone number out, under the contact name Erin 💗🫠

"I'll see you again soon, Erin." Tobi smirked, enjoying a short hug before walking away- myself blowing a kiss at him before laughing as he did the infamous Garfield heel-click as he walked off.

Who knew that the Sidemen studio would be a place to find love...

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Hope you enjoyed and to anyone that got this far into the story Thank you!!

I know this is unrelated and not something any readers are really obligated to care about, but my guinea pig passed away earlier today. Really gutted tbh and it feels like the end of a really great era, as I've had guinea pigs for the last 4 years but from today, I don't have any guineas. Praying and hoping Jordie passed away in peace and is happy in a better place now. Can't make anyone pray the same, but if you could just think of Jordie with some love for a moment I'd really appreciate that. God bless little Jordie and thank you to anyone that's shown some love🤍

#tobi brown #tobjizzle #sidemen #sidemen sunday #ksi #jj olatunji #simon minter #harry lewis #wroetoshaw #miniminter #zerkaa #behzinga #youtube #youtuber #tobi brown x reader #tobjizzle x reader #oneshot #fluff

[captainkirkk]

✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.

DC

what goes around by Goldmonger

A civilian accidentally kills the Joker. It’s a confusing time for everybody.

Never Meet Your Heroes by 12pt_timesnewromanfont

Tim’s not snooping, not really. Or, he doesn’t mean to be snooping. But then he hears Superman say the words 'Experiment 13' and he's out of the Cave like a bat out of hell. He has just enough time to tell Kon to get the hell out of dodge before Batman finds him, and a furious Batman is not something he wants to face alone.

Meanwhile, Kon is totally panicking. He, Cassie, and Bart have lost contact with Robin, have cut themselves off from their mentors, and have absolutely no idea what to do. Superman has turned his back on Kon, and the League will always stand with Big Bastard Blue. He's desperate, and Kon only knows of one other person who might give a damn about him.

He'll take what he can get, even if the man is a supervillain on occasion.

let me help you fly this nest by carolinaa

Out causing havoc on date night, Harley notices something's seriously wrong with the new Robin. She's not about to sit idly by and let anyone hurt that tiny kid.

Not even the big, bad Batman.

From Riches to Rags by Vamillepudding

(If Bruce wasn't so busy investigating the Red Hood, he might have realised that, while Jack Drake is in a coma and Tim is grounded from patrol, Drake Industries goes broke. Overnight, the Drakes lose everything, leaving Tim without a cent to his name.

Jason, meanwhile, cannot believe that the Bats haven't noticed yet that something is obviously wrong with the Replacement.)

It’s weird, being poor. At the moment, Tim has precisely eleven dollars to his name. Drake Industries, gone. Their assets, gone. His trust fund, being used to pay for his father’s hospital bills. The house is gone, too. That's okay. Tim is okay. Sometimes, though, he lies awake at night, and he can’t help but wonder. Does Bruce know? He definitely doesn’t, obviously. But, does he?

Just a Moment in Time by Just_A_Poor_Boy

"I am… appreciative.” Damian says slowly. His hand discreetly fists itself in Timothy’s hoodie. Timothy is prone to bolting at the sight of emotional expression and Damian… is grounding himself as best as he can in this moment.

(Just a little glimpse of a moment between Damian and Tim. A bit of drabble to get my writing muscles back in shape.)

ATLA

surrender to the sheer force of the sky by achievingelysium

Half-turned from the door, Zuko looks up. A scarred eye widens, and Zuko reaches for his shirt, pulling it up across his chest.

“Uncle—” he gasps. “You’re here.”

It’s too late. As Zuko draws thin fabric over his chest, Iroh catches a glimpse of what he’s trying to hide. A set of bandages—and a healing wound in the shape of lightning.

(When the war ends, Iroh has only one concern—to see his nephew. Or: Iroh finds out Zuko was hit with lightning in the last Agni Kai.)

eternal and artificial by delectum

Part 1 of Rebel Zuko

After the fateful Agni Kai that changed Zuko’s life, Ozai never gives his son the quest to find the Avatar, banishing him from the Fire Nation with no hope of return. Without a purpose to life, Zuko takes revenge against his father the most spiteful way that he knows how: treason.

The Magnus Archives

Surrender by BeneathSilverStars

Jon doesn’t want to trust his coworkers. He can’t. But after being cursed by a Leitner to obey any command given to him, he might have to.

Clone Wars

Plan Besh by BitterChocolateStars

Dooku Falls too soon. Sidious is there to tempt him away earlier in the timeline. Jango is contracted for the Clone Army ahead of schedule. There is no plan to trick the Jedi into taking command of the Clone army. No trap for them to spring. Sidious steals Force sensitive children to raise along side the clones. When the time comes he will unleash them upon the galaxy. No need to waste time crafting an intricate plot from the heart of the Republic.

The Clones and the people who care for them disagree with Plan Aurek. (See Notes for Plan Besh)

#hopefully this makes your monday slightly brighter x #weekly fic round up #my posts #fic recs #dc recs #sw recs #atla recs #tma recs

[lostywrites]

“Hey, Timbo. My main man, I’ve got an idea.”

“I thought I was your main man?” Bart shot back from the front passenger seat, raising an eyebrow at Conner.

“Zip it, Bart. I’m working on something here. Go back to playing your game deck,” Conner said, eliciting an annoyed look from Bart. “We’ve been on the road for days, slept in cramped spaces, and I’m pretty sure I have an imprint of Bart’s sneaker on my back from that one night...”

“Okay.” Tim kept his eyes on the road. “Where are you going with this, Kon?”

“I mean, you’re Timothy Wayne when it suits you, right? And I’m sure the Waynes owned one of these snazzy hotels in the city. You think you could pull a Wayne card and score us one of those upscale suites just for a couple days? You know, really live it up in honour of our birthday boy Bart here.”

Tim leaned back, giving a mock contemplative look. “Did you put him up to this?”

“I swear, it wasn’t me,” Bart said. “And I don’t really care where we’re going so long as I get to stretch my leg and go for a run.”

Conner flashed a cheeky grin, clearly amused. “Come on, Tim. I can bet Bart’s been dreaming of a luxurious bath and an endless buffet since we hit the road.”

Cassie, even with her headphones on could tell what Conner was up to. She piped in, “And a spa day. Have you seen his hair? Poor Bartholo-mewmew . He needs some serious pampering.”

Bart rolled his eyes. “Oh, so now you’re all using me as the scapegoat to milk some Wayne perks out of Tim? Classy. Real classy.”

Conner leaned with a playful smirk. “You do realise dating Mr. Boy Wonder here is like hitting the jackpot, right?”

“Well, it’s not all about the perks,” Bart said. “Though, I won’t deny they’re nice. It’s more about...y’know, the vibes.”

From the backseat, Cassie snorted, “Vibes, huh? Is that what we’re calling sneaking into Tim’s swanky serviced apartment to use his rain shower and unlimited access to the luxury pool? Just for the vibes ?"

Conner laughed. “Oh snap, called out !”

Bart’s cheeks reddened, and he shot Cassie a glare. “I told you that in confidence, Cass! Besides, that was one time...or maybe a few times. Our apartment gets a little too crowded sometimes with Greta, Gar and Ray hanging out there. I just like the quiet...”

Conner nudged him with an elbow. "Sounds like someone was already sampling the high life before making it official.”

“Well, I did wonder why my water and electricity bills shot up those months. But honestly, I didn’t mind. Kept the place feeling...lived in,” Tim said.

“See? You’re doing it again. You’re always making excuses for Bart,” Kon teased.

Tim just smiled, adjusting his rearview mirror, “Can’t help it. He’s got that ‘speedster charm’.”

Bart wiggled his eyebrows at Conner, twirling a finger around, “It’s a gift.”

“A gift that seems to involve a lot of Wayne luxury. Convenient,” Cassie added.

Conner huffed. “Yep, next thing you know, he’ll be borrowing the Batmobile for date nights.”

Bart smirked, leaning back confidently, “Don’t tempt me. I could make that thing go even faster.”

Tim shook his head. “No touching the Batmobile. That’s where I draw the line. And that applies to all of you.”

“Look at that, the one boundary in the life of Bart Allen,” Conner said.

Bart gave a mock bow, “Though, a test drive wouldn’t hurt, right Tim?”

Tim was quick to change the subject. “I can’t believe I’m even considering this...but fine—”

Bart gasped. “He said fine!”

“No! Let me finish. I’ll see if I can secure a suite for a couple days. We still have a few hours before we hit New York, and honestly, a hot shower sounds heavenly right now. And no wild parties, Kon. The last thing we need is to draw attention to ourselves.”

Conner’s grin widened. “You won’t regret it, trust me. Just relaxation and celebration for our main man, Bart.”

“Nice. I’m back to being the main man,” Bart said, crossing his arms.

“Hey, if it gets us an extra dessert after dinner, you’ll be whoever I want you to be.”

Tim sighed, shaking his head. “You two and your schemes. Just remember who’s footing the bill.”

Cassie couldn’t resist chiming in. “And that’s why you’re our favourite Wayne, Tim.”

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#timbart #tim drake #bart allen #kon el #cassie sandsmark

[mamawasatesttube]

“I know, I know, I’m stuck with you. I wouldn’t have it any other way.” please!

"Thanks for coming on such short notice." Dick both looks and sounds harried, Bat-comm in hand as he ushers Kon in from the balcony. "I'll try to be back as soon as I can, but you never know with Arkham breakouts—also, there's some leftover chicken soup in the fridge, if he can keep that down it'll be great, and—yes, B, I'm on my way, I heard you the first seventeen times—sorry, Conner, it's a bit hectic, but—"

"Hey, man." Kon gives him a reassuring thumbs-up. "I got this. You go do your thing and let me wrangle the poor sickly scrunkle, yeah?"

Dick pauses on one leg, one shoe on, the other in hand. "The scrunkle?"

"Tim," Kon clarifies. "You know, 'cuz he's scrunkly."

"...I see," Dick says, not sounding like he particularly sees at all. But there's no time to explain; he flashes a quick grin, fires off a two-fingered salute, and calls one more "Thanks again!", and then he's gone.

Kon cocks his head and waits.

After seventeen seconds, the jingle bell he stuck to the outside of Dick's bedroom windowframe on his way in chimes, and he snorts to himself as he superspeeds right on over to the fire escape outside.

"Predictable, Rob," he says, lounging midair. Tim, staring at the bell in his hand with great prejudice, scowls; the effect is rather ruined by his adorable hot pink bird-printed pajamas. "You definitely have a fever if you fell for that one."

Tim folds his arms over his chest and glares at him. Coughs. Glares some more. "I don't need a"—cough, cough—"babysitter. I'm not that sick. Dick's just fussing."

Kon eases himself back in through the window, closes it against the night air, and presses his lips to Tim's forehead, ignoring the way Tim splutters. He's cute when he gets grumpy. "Mmm, well, that certainly feels like a high fever to me!"

"It's only a hundred and one," Tim mutters. And coughs again. Christ on a bike, he really sounds like death warmed over. The red flush to ohis face really isn't helping things, either.

Also. Christ on a bike? Really? Sheesh, Kon's spending too much time with Ma's friends on Bingo Sundays.

"Mm, yeah, so we're getting you back in bed," Kon informs him, and plucks him off the ground, sets him on his hip like the world's most disgruntled toddler, and carries him back over to Dick's bed, where he's clearly been being fussed over already, if the box of tissues, empty mugs, and cough drops are anything to go by.

"I'm not that sick!" Tim protests. Kon sees right through him, though; his wiggles of dissent are weaker than usual. "I can help. You heard Dick earlier, it's all hands on deck—"

"Which is why, if things get particularly dire, Dick already said he'll call me in," Kon says, and draws the blankets up over Tim's chest. "Seriously, Rob. The others have it in hand. And I," he grins, cupping Tim's face in his palms, "have you in hand."

Tim favors him with a very flat look, followed by a very pathetic sniffle. Oh, jeez, Kon wants to bundle him up and feed him soup and fuss over him forever. "Ha ha."

"I know, I'm hilarious." Kon squishes his cheeks before letting go. "Now, I'm gonna go get you some soup and your next dose of meds, and you're gonna stay right here in bed and not try any more escape attempts because you know I'm gonna catch you and bring you right back. And we are gonna watch your choice of 'Wendy', 'Star Trek', 'Star Wars', or 'Lord of the Rings', until you inevitably knock the fuck out because you are sick as hell, dude, and I do not mean in the Tony Hawk way. Got it?"

Tim heaves a weary, put-upon sigh that just sends him into another coughing fit; it sounds rough and scratchy and painful just to hear, and Kon winces in sympathy, leaning over to rub his back. Aw, Tim...

"I guess I can live with that," Tim rasps, his eyes watering. Kon is seized by the urge to kiss his forehead again, properly this time; he wants to take care of him so bad.

"Good! 'Cuz you don't get a choice." Kon gently ruffles his hair, eases him back against his pillows, and then tuts softly to himself and strokes the hair back from Tim's sweaty forehead. His poor Rob...

"Yeah, I know, I know. I'm stuck with you." Tim sighs again, closing his eyes. After a moment, though, he smiles ever-so-slightly, his eyelashes dark against his pale cheeks. "...I wouldn't have it any other way."

That's gotta be the fever talking—it's true, and Kon knows it's true, but Tim wouldn't just say it like that—but it makes Kon's heart flutter all the same.

He leans down and kisses Tim's forehead before he can lose his resolve. "Right back at'cha, Rob," he says, smiling. "Now lemme go get you your soup."

"Good luck," Tim mumbles, opening his eyes just slightly. "Don't fall in, have fun, et cetera..."

Kon laughs. "Will do," he says, and stands to leave.

(It's not until he's waiting in front of the microwave that he realizes: since the moment he left Tim's side, he's been—quite literally—walking on air.)

50 Prompts About Devotion

#timkon #tim #kon #rimi writes #huilannie #tim: is sick. dick: Come Here I Will Make You Soup. tim: oh you dont have to thats ok-- / dick: I Was Not Asking. #also nudging my dick & kon agenda forward again ever so slightly. but its mostly kon fussing <3 love kon getting to be a mom friend <3 #and also them both being stupid and pining a little. but mostly its about the mom friending

[amfitzgerald]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍´𝒔 𝑭𝒂𝒄𝒆

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Makima x Shy?Reader (Fem!)

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: explicit blood, light angst, loss of an eye, sex mention

WC: 3,5k

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Makima promised to reward Y/N if she managed to kill the Metal Demon.

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ: Makima, Himeno

ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇʀʀᴏʀ, ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ɢᴏᴏɢʟᴇ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴏʀ, ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰʀᴇᴀᴅ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ.

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The tinkling of the rain hit the tiles of that place.

Makima had told the younger girl to visit her to give her a new mission.

Your partner was away that day, so she were alone with Makima in that cozy office.

"So Y/N the Demon you are going to kill is the Metal-Demon (pretend there are people who are afraid of metal lmao). He was last seen in Yokohama 2 days ago. I'm sure you and your partner will be able to defeat him." Makima puts his hands on the table and with a smirk points to the girl.

"Y-Yes Makima!!" the girl who nervously bows in respect.

It had been years since poor Y/N fell (not so secretly) in love with Makima.

Makima knew, I mean, the girl acted totally different whenever she was in the same room as the older one, it was pretty obvious.

And Makima is anything, but dumb.

Everybody knows that.

Of course, for the others, this way could very well just be her way of showing respect to her superior, but at a certain point they would end up realizing that reality was a little different.

The girl turns, walking towards the exit.

"Oh Y/N." Makima asks from her chair, causing the poor woman's heart to start beating faster and faster as she turns around.

"Y-Yes?" turning her heels, the girl is greeted by Makima smiling in a completely different way than what the younger girl was used to seeing…

"If you come back from this alive, I'll reward you with a gift." the ginger woman finishes the sentence by tilting her head to the side, as she closes her eyes smiling.

The eldest woman hoped that Y/N was too confused to speak and just leave the room, but-

"Why?" the question catches the utterly confused eldest, who opens her eyes and opens and closes them in, now her, utter confusion.

"Why am I going to reward you?"

"Yes…" the youngest replied placing her left hand on top of her right arm as she looked down at the incredibly clean floor, avoiding her superior's gaze.

"And I need a why to reward a puppy of mine with a gift?" Makima asks in a sensual and somewhat erotic voice that made Y/N's heart explode with anxiety.

"W-Well, not exactly." Y/N utill had her eyes on the floor, feeling her face heat up.

"And such an obedient one~"

"Hiiii." she brakes for a few seconds, and then in a quick movement she turns and hurriedly opens the door, running away.

[Time skip]

"Shit!!!" the girl complains just as a flying piece of metal scrapes against her, before falling to the ground.

"Kon!" the partner invoke the fox's head, while jumping across the other side of the street, joining Y/N.

Luckily for the pair, that street where they were fighting was not very busy.

The fox hits the demon which at the exact same moment distances itself too, thus making Kon only eat half of the demon.

"It's your end, you son of a bitch!" the woman laughs, as she invokes her demon: the Jellyfish-Demon, in exchange for the temporary sight of her right eye.

The woman jumps over a piece of a giant metal bar that had been thrown against her and while she was on top of that piece of metal, she keeps her revolver in her leg holster and removes one of her katana from her back.

As soon as she invokes the demon, three neon blue jellyfish the size of a 3-year-old child float around her in the air.

One of the jellyfish enters the Katana, hardening it and electrically charging it.

But in that moment when the duo thought they were almost done, the demon draws in nearby metal and begins to regenerate himself.

"SINCE WHEN CAN HE DO THAT?" the man screams in panic.

"Takeda!" the girl calls her male partner, who gets the message, invoking the fire demon, and filling her chest with air, she lets out a huge cloud of fire from her mouth, hitting the demon, who falls from the air and is stunned long enough to be hit by the girl's gun.

Yes, Takeha has contracts with two demons.

"Die you fucking bloody bastard!" she screams piercing his chest.

But in a movement they didn't expect, the demon screams at them, releasing a gust of wind from his mouth, causing the woman to be carried away by the moving air.

"Y/N!!!!" the man screams as soon as he sees that she was going for a metal bar cut in half, however, she was being carried through the air too fast to be caught and saved by the man, who ran in an attempt to save her.

But usingn his head the man calculates the distance between the two, with the woman still in the air, and as soon as he sees that the moment is right, he manages to push her with all his strength in the opposite direction to the bar.

However the demon runs to them and pushes the man away causing the man to hit a wall and pass out on time.

"TAKEDA!!"

"How dare you hurt me and try to get away with it?" The demon growls running towards the woman who at that moment was getting up with difficulty.

Y/N stands up, faces the demon, wipes the blood that was running from her nose with her hand and smiles, loving the adrenaline.

"This is becoming better than I expected." She laughs as she removes the other katana from her back.

The penultimate jellyfish, she enters in the katana carrying and strengthening it, as well as the first one that was broken a few meters from her.

"You bitch, how dare you smile dirty at me? Do you know who I am? I'm one of the most dangerous demons in the he-"

"You are a fucking ugly dead demon." she interrupts him, as she runs towards him and screaming, she sticks her Katana in his neck, which howls in pain.

However, the neck was stronger than she thought, and that's why she couldn't cross him from end to end. "Shit."

The demon digs its claws into her face, making her scream in pain and throws her against the wall, causing her to faint at the time.

"You fucking Hunter, how dare you touch my person and hurt me, I'll disembowel you and regenerate myself with the blood of your guts."

"Did you by any chance forget about me?" Takeda makes himself heard as he stands up, holding onto his sword.

"Weren't you supposed to be dead?" the demon turns its head towards the man, making a disgusted and tired face.

"It takes a lot more than that to kill me." the man says seriously. "Kon!!" the demon, who was on the ground, didn't even have time to move, being devoured by the fox.

The man looks around, seeing where his partner and friend was.

And as soon as he spots her, he runs to her.

But as soon as he turns her around, to hold her in his arms and see the state of her face, he feels his stomach churning in agony and disgust.

"I have to be really strong not to pass out from this." he tells himself, as he bends down to listen to the pounding his heart still emitted….albeit less and more faintly. "Shit, you've been through worse, you have to survive."

Of course the girl had.

After all, her passion had promised to reward she if the mission was succed.

When the man was still passed out and the woman lying on the ground, the last jellyfish enters the host's chest, and manages to save her in the last minutes, working hard to keep her alive, and preventing the heart, small and strong at the same time, from betraying the poor 20-year-old girl.

She´s too young to die.

And she still wanted to declare herself to a certain redhead.

Tartaglia 2.0

In that battle, the girl gave her all and would certainly be remembered if she died.

[Time skip]

The autumn leaves fell lightly, unhurriedly to the ground, almost as if they were trying to prolong their descent from the tops of the trees to the ground.

In contrast, there were migratory birds, which hurried to leave the country to migrate to other countries.

Inside that hospital, in an average room, the sleeping body of the tall/low framed girl was affectionately resting on the white and comfortable stretcher.

The girl already suspected that it would be a difficult mission when Makima told her that she would have to defeat the metal demon, but the redhead wouldn't have given her the mission if she didn't know that you couldn't defeat him.

And well, the girl got it, but at what price?

Turns out, she now lost her left eye in the process and was left with a huge, ugly scar that ran from her forehead to the top of her eyebrow, as well as another big one that ran across her nose.

It was lucky she and her partner survived.

"Hum, what…" as soon as the girl wakes up, she notes that she was inside a completely unfamiliar environment. She gets up but is stopped in the process.

"No way, you're going to lie there and still, like a statue." the voice of a old friend who has not been heard for a long time is heard in the room.

"Himeno?"

"No, the Pope."

"What happened? Why am I here?" She ignores the older one's answer.

"You don't remember anything?"

"Well.." she strains her head to recall the last few memories and…"OH SHIT, I WAS FIGHTING THAT DEMON AND-" in a flash the girl stands up, making Himeno who was sitting slicing an apple jump up get up and go to her laying her down again.

"Apparently you do remember."

"Where's Takeda? I blacked out after that demon threw me against the wall."

"He was the one who killed the demon, and brought you here. And yes he's safe and sound, and in a much better state than you are now."

"Eh? What do you mean?"

"He's not in a hospital."

"Oh, so he's fine anyway."

"Yeah, really fine…"

Himeno was hiding something about Y/N's condition, and she still hadn't processed it.

Then Y/N realizes that she got out of this alive, and even though it wasn't her, they managed to kill the metal demon…which means…

"Oh, Makima will reward me." the woman smiles passionately, remembering the moment she had with Makima.

"To award?" Himeno stops peeling the apple and stares at the younger one in confusion.

"Yes, she told me that she would reward me. I think she said that because she knew the demon was strong." she replies, looking out over the landscape.

Himeno laughs, catching the other woman's attention.

"Sex?"

Y/N widened her eyes and felt her face flush.

"I-I don't know. But I don't think so, I mean it's Makima."

"Yes it's Makima, so you can expect the unexpected from her." Himeno adds, giving the girl a perverted smile, who looks away from her.

"She wouldn't do that."

"You dont know…"

"Shut the fuck up, unlike you she's not perverted.!!!"

"Oh, Im pretty sure she is. I mean, she's an adult, and adults do sex all time, so…"

"Shut up, this is embarrassing."

After a few seconds the girl realizes that she wasn't seeing out of her left eye.

"What…" she touches her eye with her hand and realizes she was blindfolded with something, and that blindfold didn't end at the eye. Tapping the blindfold, she realizes that the blindfold covered the left side of her face and a huge compress covered her nose. "What is it?"

"…"

" Himeno, what happened?" the girl asks seriously staring at her fearing the answer.

Y/N felt her stomach flutter with anxiety.

"That demon hit you in the face before throwing you into the wall…don't you remember?"

"Oh…so he did it?"

In fact, the woman didn't realize that he had done this to her before she was hit by the wall.

"…."

"How ugly it's this?"

"Well, I can't tell with it all covered up, but it's still hideously ugly and incredibly scary to someone looking. No offense, Y/N."

"Himeno, this isn't helping."

"Y/N think positive, let's be eyeless' partners!"

"WAIT, DID I LOSE MY EYE?????" the woman gets up scared by the news.

"You didn't expect the doctors to get your eye back after that all, did you?"

"But am I really without the eye, like there's a hole where my eye used to be,or did my eye just go blind?"

"My god, which of these options would comfort you?"

"NONE!!!"

"Fucking hell."

"HIMENO, FUCKING ANSWER ME. FUCK, I FEEL LIKE I'M GOING TO LOSE MY HEAD TOO."

"I fear you are without the eye."

Y/N widens her eyes.

"I WANNA DIE!"

"Y/N no drama, calm down."

"How do you want me to calm down, when I'M WITHOUT AN FUCKING EYE HIMENO?! HOWW?"

"If you don't calm down I'm going to punch you and knock you out."

"AND WHAT IF IT MAKES ME LOSE MY OTHER EYE, UH???"

"Dude, you are not ok."

"WOULD YOU BE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE DAMA-?"

A punch.

A punch was what Y/N felt before falling asleep again.

[Time skip]

Y/N is one of the strongest agents the Demon Hunters have, she has a contract with 2 demons, but unfortunately now she can only use one…the right one.

But, her right eye is temporarily blinded when she summons the jellyfish demon, so now this demon was useless to her, once she lost her left eye.

And to make things worse, it was the most powerful demon she had a contract with.

When she woke up, her head was unbandaged and when she looked in the mirror, she had a huge fright.

"Himeno, I swear I'll be the reason for your death."

The girl's right eye was there, in her face, without any holes, but the eye was still blind.

The girl sighs in relief.

Himeno knew that.

The doctors had informed her of that, since Himeno and Takeda were responsible for the girl in the hospital.

Now, the woman was making her way to Makima's office, her heart pounding as hard as a drum could.

When the redhead found out that the youngest was at work again, it didn't take long to call her…even though it was 10:40 pm, and work closed at 11:00 pm.

She sees herself in a mirror there, and adjusts her tie and combs her hair, hiding some strands over her left eye, she didn't have an eye patch, Himeno promised her that she would give her one, but since she didn't have one for her left eye, she just ordered one for the friend.

As soon as she arrives at the crush's office door, Y/N takes a deep breath and raises her hand with a closed fist ready to knock on the door, but before she could do that she reaches down, and grabs her legs, feeling her heart race. even more, ready to burst into tears at any minute.

She already had anxiety for years, and that's why she took medication.

Y/N takes a pill out of her pants, taking it without water, and within a few minutes, she felt that wave of anxiety slowly disperse.

Taking courage up her ass, she gets up, takes a deep breath and fixing her appearance, knocks on the door.

"Come in~" Makima's voice could be heard a few seconds later, it was as if the redhead was packing her things, and the girl's suspicions were confirmed as soon as she opened the door and saw the superior putting everything in a brown handbag, probably made of leather.

"You called me?" the newest question, not knowing exactly what to ask.

"Yes, are you better?"

"Yes Miss thank you." she responds respectfully, and putting her hands behind her body, when she feels them shake.

As much as she wanted to look Makima in the eye, she couldn't.

The girl's self-esteem had been destroyed since the incident with the demon.

"Come with me." the redhead affirms, as she walks in firm steps towards the exit of her office.

The young woman silently follows the superior, through the corridors of the Public Security HQ, until they enter the elevator.

Makima held her hands behind her body, with the typical smile on her face as she waited, with the young woman, for the elevator to reach its destination.

"Um, Makima where exactly are we going?" the young woman asks as soon as she plucks up the courage.

"My house." the eldest responds, not moving a muscle to glare at Y/N, who in turn was perplexed.

Once the elevator reaches the ground floor and opens, Makima gets out and walks to a black car, being followed by Y/N.

Then she opens the front passenger door next to the driver's seat.

Nervously, Y/N thanks the woman, as she sits up and hears the door close, seconds later she hears the driver's door open, and from the corner of her eye she watches Makima enter.

As soon as she gets in, she closes the door and starts the engine.

The rest of the ride home was in complete silence.

Y/N was very nervous, and Makima herself noticed it, just by seeing the woman's body shaking you could see that she was almost dying of embarrassment.

"Cold?"

"Hu?" Makima's question left Y/N in utter confusion.

"Are you shivering, are you cold?"

"Oh yes." the tallest/shortest mind, not to let Makima know that she was actually nervous…

"I'll turn on the car fan heater then."

When Makima gets home, she parks her car in the apartment's garage.

Two more things the girl now knew about Makima:

1: Makima was the one who drove home, and she didn't have a personal driver…unless he dismissed the driver just that day to have a trip alone with the younger one (but Y/N immediately dismissed that thought, after all because Would Makima do that for her?)

2: Makima lives in an apartment.

As soon as the redhead puts the key in the door lock and turns it, she faces the younger one with a smile on her face.

"Get ready."

"Oh?For wh"

Both enter the apartment, and are attacked by a bunch ofsuper happy Huskies.

Was it 6 or 7? Y/N couldn't tell because of the shock she had received.

However, she fell in love with the dogs, without effort.

"Oh I love Huskies!" she says laughing as she sits down, allowing herself to be knocked down by the dogs that didn't even know her until then, but that proved to be very receptive and sociable with the human.

Makima laughs and tilts his head, apreciating the way Y/N was having fun with the animals.

"Yup,someone new is here~ How nice, huh?" the redhead says, stroking the head of one of the dogs with her right hand, and the ears of another with her left. "This is Y/N. Say hi woof woof."

The dogs barked happily in response, making Makima smile a little wider.

A while later and only 3 of the dogs were awake, while the others fell asleep with so much energy they spent.

"Glad you like dogs." she asserts, gaining the attention of the young woman who has completely forgotten about the scar on her eye, being able to stare at her without any hesitation, even though her heart is pounding with adrenaline for the dogs and the woman.

"Um, why?"

"It would be a huge problem if you didn't like it or were allergic."

"Ah…" the youngest turned her attention to the dogs again.

"Well, do you want something to eat?" Makima asks as she sits on the couch, being greeted by affectionate licks from two of her dogs.

"It might be."

Y/N was starving.

Makima then gets up.

"There's black tea, green tea, and barley tea. Which one do you want?"

"Any one it's nice to me." Y/N gets up and follows her into the kitchen.

"Oh, it's true there's some tiramisu too, try it myself!" Makima says as she stops making tea and starts chopping up dessert. Y/N in turn was very excited about the idea of tasting a food that Makima made herself. Y/N returns to sit on the couch and Makima follows, a plate with the tablecloth in her hand. "Ah ah, that's not for you. I wasn't calling you."

"What?"

"Ah…this one's name is Tiramisu. That's me, my name is Tiramisu." Makima played with her furry friend's paws as she watched the flushed and excited expression of the woman in front of her.

Y/N then chuckles, putting the back of her hand in front of her mouth.

"Oh hello Tiramisu. Nice to meed you." the young woman leans forward slightly, stroking the animal's fur, just inches from Makima's belly.

"The one you're petting is ca Cust ard."

"What a weird name." she mutters back, making Makima laugh. "Oh, I'm sorry. But the name is cute!"

"Who wants a treat ?" Makima asks the animals, as she picks up the food.

Even those who were sleeping woke up and everyone ran to Makima knocking her down and forcing her to lie down, while she handed the biscuits to the dogs in the process.

"This is like…the best place in the world." Y/N mumbles to herself, and since the dogs were making so much noise, Makima couldn't hear.

Y/N watches as a fucking blushing Makima gets licked by the animals as she laughs.

Dirty thoughts started to invade the younger one's mind, thinking about what it would be like to see Makima's angelic face sweating while she fucked her.

Immediately, Makima switches his attention from the animals to Y/N.

At that moment Y/N wondered if Makima heard her perverted thoughts.

"Oh, is it?" Makima brings her out of her thoughts as she stares at the woman sitting across from her with a lopsided smile.

Y/N didn't know how to act, and just kept staring at the redhead who slowly sat up.

"Boys, get out of here." the redhead tells the animals, who immediately left the place.

Makima leans forward, placing his hand on top of the woman's hand.

"Well, you managed to defeat the metal demon, I promised I would reward you, didn't I?"

"Yes…"

"Do you want to be rewarded?" Makima asks, close to Y/N's face.

"I want…"

"Very or not?"

"Very."

"Hm very nice…."

In an act that Y/N couldn't even process, Makima laid the girl down on the couch, positioning himself between the younger's bent legs and grabbing her hands, above her head, while his other hand roamed the girl's defined waist.

"Good girl."

Y/N was blushing the fuck out, yet she felt like she was being mesmerized by the redhead's spiraling yellow eyes, unable to look away even to blink her eyes.

Her mouth was open in a perfect "o", and Makima then closed the younger one's mouth with her own lips.

Y/N was too shocked to reciprocate Makima's kiss, but as soon as the redhead's hand goes from her leg, up to the youngest's jaw and squeezing it in protest, crossing the entire side of her body, Y/N then lets herself be carried away by the so expected kiss, which was only lived in her dreams.

The older then leaves her jaw, and moves her hands to the girl's uterus, crossing her breasts, giving one of them a slight squeeze, eliciting a sigh that soon became a moan from Y/N.

Makima rests his hand on the woman's uterine part for a few seconds, before moving up to her upper thigh, very close to her crotch, now wetter than the ocean.

As soon as the two women ended the kiss, due to lack of air, Makima watched the expression on the younger's face, noting the somewhat erotic expression that Y/N was giving, which excited Makima even more, and only then lowered her head to Y/N' left ear.

"I'm gonna to fuck you until you forget you love me."

Part 2?

#makima #chainsaw man #makima x reader #makima x reader smut #lesbian pride #makimabestwoman #makima pls marry me #femreader #fem!reader

[sparkypantaloons]

A Straight Blade

Bruce teaches Jason how to shave.

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At first, Bruce is too stunned that his son alive, to do much more than internally scream Jason's name, everytime he sees him.

A strange mix of love and guilt and joy, shame and fear and relief, flooding his veins whenever the Red Hood shows up. Or is heard over the comms. Or is mentioned by literally anyone within ear shot.

Because that's Bruce's boy. That's his Jason and he's back and he's alive and he's not dead!

And okay, yes, he's also absolutely furious with Bruce. And alright, so maybe he keeps trying to kill his brother's. But he's alive. Jason is alive. Jason, Bruce's son. His darling boy.

It takes a little while for Jason's fury to subside. And Bruce will be the first to hold his hands up and say that okay, maybe he could have handled that whole situation better. But every interaction with Jason overwhelms him.

Because every interaction is a flood of emotions he has spent years of his life trying not to feel. Guilt for letting Jason die and relief that Jason came back. The fear that he might lose him again and so much love he doesn't know where to put it. How to let it out.

Jason's return to the fold is slow. And to begin with, it's strictly Red Hood business. Bruce doesn't see him without the helmet for months at a time. And when Jason is without his eponymous Hood, it's usually because something has gone horribly wrong. In which case Bruce is too busy trying to fix things (and not implode with panic) for him to notice much anything else.

Which is why, he supposes, it's taken him so long to notice just exactly what it is that has been (literally) staring him in the face for a while now.

He's sat at the breakfast table in the kitchen, slowly making his way through a plate of bacon and eggs, even if it is one in the afternoon.

Damian is sat beside him, a half eaten bowl of soggy cheerios pushed away, as he colours in one of his drawings. His tongue pokes out the side of his mouth.

Across the table, Jason watches the ten year old. His pancakes and berries are untouched.

Patrol last night had been a struggle, with only Batman, Robin, Orphan and Red Hood on patrol they'd been outnumbered from the start. Dick was injured, Steph had finals and Tim was undercover with Kon (Bruce tries not to think about whether or not that's a euphemism). Even Kate was out of town.

So of course that meant there was mini gang war down on the docks.

The four of them had put on an impressive display holding things together. At least, until Robin was sucker punched in the head, that is. The blow had come from behind and knocked the ten year old out cold, sent him falling into murky waters of the bay.

Orphan had him out in no time, but Jason hadn't let Damian out of his sight since. It made Bruce's heart skip a little.

"What're you staring at, you old creep?" Jason mutters darkly, stabbing absently at his pancakes.

Bruce shrugs, "I'm not staring—"

"You're staring." Jason scowls. "Knock it off."

Bruce dips his head in acquiescence. Truth be told, he had been staring. It wasn't often he got to spend any real time with Jason, even less so out of their suits.

Before he'd died, Bruce had known Jason inside out. How his shoulders raised when he was nervous, or the way he twitched his nose before a lie. The cowslick that fluffed up his curls and the dimple on his right cheek. How he walked and talked and slept and ate. A thousand tiny details only a father could see.

Jason is so different now. So much bigger than Bruce had ever imagined; broad and tall and strapping. His face has filled out, with a handsome brow and strong jaw. And his skin is free of so many of the scars he had before. Even his eyes are different. Now a golden green, instead of the deep blue they had been before.

But there are still tells of the old Jason hiding there, just beneath the surface. Bruce just had to keep the younger man around long enough to rediscover them.

Like the way he still clicks his tongue when he's bored, or rocks on his heels when he's impatient. How he pushes his hair to the right (Bruce can't believe for a second he's brushing it) just like fifteen year pld Jason did, or huffs a breath through his nose when he's annoyed.

All the signs that the Jason who was and the Jason who is, are the same sweet boy are there. And Bruce doesn't to miss a single one. There's already so much he missed.

"What happened to your face?" Bruce asks, reaching his hand for Jason's jaw.

Jason bats his hand away, looks at Bruce as though he's lost his mind. "Probably the three hundred goons I had to fight last night?" He bristles.

Bruce ignores his son's irritation. He touches a finger to his own cheek. "You're bleeding." He taps twice. "Just here." There are more than a few similar marks, but Bruce doesn't want to push his luck.

Jason bristles again, cheeks turning pink. "I cut myself shaving." He says, and swipes at the cut with the cuff of his hoody.

Damian makes a clicking noise with his tongue, and Bruce knows the barb is coming. "I'm amazed you haven't taken your own head off." He snarks.

Jason shoves his chair away from the table, temper flaring. "Well it's not like anyone ever taught me, is it." He hisses. "That's enough of this haunted old dump. I'm out."

He heads for the door. Bruce watches him go with a pang in his chest.

~

It's almost six weeks before Bruce sees Jason without the Hood again. The younger man is coming off the back of a nasty toxin, has missed patrol for most of the week after being hit by some of Poison Ivy's spores.

Bruce knocks on his apartment door mid-morning. Knows the recovery period is just about over.

Jason opens the door in his pyjamas, groggy and unkempt. "What do you want?" He grunts.

Bruce holds up the bag in his hands, he's brought supplies. "I brought supplies." He says.

Jason eyes him for a moment, like he's considering slamming the door in Bruce's face.

"The supplies include chocolatines." Bruce adds.

Jason makes a face of disgust. "It's a pain au chocolat you animal." But he steps back to let Bruce through.

Bruce makes his way to the kitchen. Tries not to despair at the run down apartment Jason is living in. Doesn't want to scare him off by offering to buy him the best the city can offer.

Instead he busies himself with making tea, sets the pastries out on a plate.

Jason slouches at the kitchen table. He still looks wiped out from the toxin. Skin pale and stubble almost beard. He watches Bruce with narrowed eyes.

"Et voila." Bruce says, placing the Earl Grey down in front of the younger man. Just a dash of milk, no sugar.

He tears off part of one of the croissant, dips it in his own tea.

Jason wrinkles his nose at the gesture, but doesn't say anything.

"How're you feeling?" Bruce asks eventually. The pastires are all but crumbs now, the tea only dregs.

Jason shrugs. "Fine I guess. It wasn't that bad." His shoulders are up by his ears.

"A decent shower and you'll feel much better." Bruce offers.

Jason shrugs again. Doesn't say anything. He eyes the bag of supplies on the chair next to Bruce. "What else did you bring?" He asks.

Bruce takes a deep breath. If he's not careful this idea will go horribly wrong. "Supplies." He says again, and Jason rolls his eyes, so he adds quickly. "Shaving supplies actually."

Jason stares.

"Well, I—" He cuts himself off. Tries again. "I'm a little late." He says. "But if you wanted, I thought I could teach you how to shave."

Jason's cheeks turn pink and he looks like he's fighting back a retort.

There's every chance the younger man will take the suggestion as a slight. And just as many chances that Bruce will scare him off, too familiar too soon.

Jason keeps his eyes fixed on the floor, shrugs his shoulders even higher. "Um. Yeah, okay." He mumbles without looking at Bruce. "Sure."

Bruce tries not to look too excited.

~

He gets Jason to shower first, the warm water softening the skin and hair follicles. Then they stand together in the tiny bathroom, wait for the mirror to defog.

Bruce lays out his supplies beside the sink.

"So you have three options." He says, as he does so. "Option one is your straight razor." He puts the pen-knife looking contraption down. It has a refined wooden handle, and a gleaming silver blade.

"Second is your generic razor." He holds the plastic packaging up that contains the razor. "This one has a moisturising bar. I hear it's the best a man can get." He says with a wink.

Jason rolls his eyes with a grunt, but there's a small smile playing at his lips thst he doesn't quite manage to hide.

"And third." Bruce says, holding up a black box with silver writing. "Is an electric shaver."

He turns to Jason. "What do you reckon?" He asks.

Jason shrugs, eyes his options unsure. "Which one do you use?" He asks.

"I like a straight blade." He says, "but it's not always as convenient as the other options.

Jason shrugs, non-commital.

"Let's start with the straight blade. If you can get this right then the other two are a cake walk."

Jason nods and Bruce pulls out some shaving gel. "Okay, you've already washed on the shower, so first step - lather!" He says, squeezing some of the gel into Jason's hands.

Jason rubs the gel on his face, head tilted back as he looks in the mirror.

"Make sure it covers everywhere you're going to shave." Bruce says, gently guiding Jason's hands down under his chin. "You want it to be a good lather, so really..." He trails off, takes over from where Jason's hands have dropped to make sure the gel is properly applied. Rubs circles over Jason's jaw line and up by his ears. Jason's eyes are distant, as he does, like he's trying not to think about something.

"Okay." Bruce says, after he's rinsed his hands. He picks up the wooden handled razor, pulls the blade out to a right angle. "You want three fingers here, between the scale and the shaft, with your pinky on the tang and your thumb just below the blade."

Jason blinks stupidly. "Huh?"

Bruce holds up his hand to show him. "Like this, see?"

"Then, you want to hold the blade at a thirty degree angle from your face and do short, sharp strokes down your face. In the same direction the hair grows." He hands the razor to Jason. "You don't want to apply pressure, just lightly touch the blade to your face. The angle should do most of the work."

Jason stares at the blade wide eyed. "Err..." He says.

"Do you want me to show you?" Bruce asks. He takes the razor back as Jason nods.

"Okay, tilt your head slightly." He touches his fingers to Jason's chin, gently angles his head. Stands so Jason can see what he's doing in the mirror. "See how I'm holding through blade?" He gently lays the cool metal on the side of Jason's face. "Just short, little strokes." The blade lightly slides not even half an inch down, bringing away the stubble and foam as it does. "You might need to do it a couple of times." Bruce says, repeating the motion. "But nice and easy is the way to go."

"Okay." Jason swallows, then "Show me one more time."

Bruce ends up shaving half of Jason's face. Showing him how to manoeuvre around his ears and down his neck. Under his nose and over his chin.

Jason does the other half. Much slower.

"That's it." Bruce says, tilting with the blade as Jason reaches his neck. "Just take it nice and slow."

Jason finally finishes, turns his face right then left to look in the mirror. Runs a hand over his chin. "Not bad." He shrugs, small smile on his lips. There are two nicks on the side he shaved himself, but nothing too serious.

"Here." Bruce hands him a tiny shred of toilet roll. "Pop these on the cuts."

Jason does so, watches at Bruce gets even more out the bag. "Okay, use the towel to make sure all the gel is off." He says, chuckling as Jason ducks the towel that flies at his face. "Then we moisturise."

He squeezes the aftershave moisturiser into Jason's hands, motions for him to rub it over the freshly shaved skin.

"And that's it." He says. "You're done."

Jason surveys himself in the mirror again. Gives Bruce a small smile before looking away. "Thanks." He says. "I'll have to get me one of these." He hands the straight razor back to Bruce.

Bruce shakes his head. "Keep it." He says. "Just make sure you keep it sharp."

Jason nods, mumbles his thanks. Pretends not to notice the golden T. W. monogram on the handle.

~

"This is foolishness." Damian scowls, face flecked with shaving cream, the remains of a popped balloon in his hand.

Tim jabs him in the ribs with his finger. "If we lose it's all your fault, Damian."

Damian's scowl deepens, Bruce swipes the razor out of his hand before he tries to disembowel Tim with it. "It's just a game boys." He says.

"It's so much more than a game." Steph says with a smirk, waving a perfectly 'shaved' balloon at them. "Looks like the batgirls are going to win again." She says triumphantly, high-fiving Babs.

"I hate game night." Duke groans. His hair is full of shaving cream.

"Sorry I'm late, losers." Jason announces loudly, as he walks through the door. "Some of us have jobs."

"You don't have a job." Cass deadpans.

"Gimme that." Jason ignores her, takes the blade from Bruce. "How many balloons to win?"

"Five, zombie-boy." Babs says. "You don't stand a chance."

Jason gives Bruce a quick wink. "We'll see about that."

Bruce feels his heart skip.

#batfam #batfam fic #spbfic #jason todd #bruce wayne #batfic #batdad #batfamily fanfic

[thattimdrakeguy]

A  Random Review of Titans United: Bloodpact

Sorry some of these pics are blurry. Some are really big and Tumblr doesn’t like them. So Hopefully they’re still readable.

For the simple reason of me enjoying how Tim Drake was drawn on the cover of the issue I decided to read it, despite me mostly choosing not to read any modern comic, because of my displeasure of the writing choices.

But Tim’s pretty unlucky with artists and how they draw him so seeing this was enough for me to give it a quick look.

I don’t exactly need a deep reason to read a comic.

But it ended up being a very pleasant surprise, because I wasn’t expecting much since it was a Titans comic, and apparently has the line-up of the live action show that I thought was boring. And used T-Shirt Kon, who I don’t particularly favor.

It ended being a surprisingly fun read. Not a really deep one, or a completely smooth read, but a really fun read.

Most of the first issue is a big fight, so instead of actual character moments, it’s more like “OH NOW IT’S THIS PERSON’S CHANCE TO SAY A LINE, AND NOW THEIRS” and so on. So if you’re reading because you love Starfire or Donna Troy or someone, you aren’t going to get much out of this first issue.

However to my shock, it was mostly focused on Tim Drake.

And all around has a damn good Tim Drake in it.

Tim Drake even inside the book and not just on it’s cover is very clearly identifiable as Tim Drake. Making him the smallest member of the team, along with his famously notable baby-face, big eyes, and classic hairstyle. Things that, despite literally being his description within the comics themselves, have a hard time being depicted often enough that it’s considered a pain.

He actually starts the comic off in his normal clothes, and before I read a single line I could tell it was Tim, because of how he was drawn, which isn’t always the case sadly. Sometimes he can be in costume and I’ll not be sure if it’s Tim because it doesn’t look like him.

This isn’t only a thing for Tim as well. All the other characters are drawn very distinctly so that if they were in streetwear as well, you could also tell who they are very easily. (On a side note I quite like the clothes they put Tim in. Simple, and comfy. Just feels very Timmy. Never a fan of when they dress him up extra formal or something, and tired of the generic button up look on him.)

Compared to someone like Dan Mora, who while also being a fantastic artist. Basically draws Tim Drake Robin and Dick Grayson Robin as the exact same person in a different outfit. Which isn’t favorable.

It’s increasingly rare to see an artist put in the effort to make sure the characters look like themselves if they don’t fit the typical depiction of a super hero, so it was a very welcomed addition.

Only one who looks a bit off might be Conner, who, apart from my opinion on his costume in this, just looks a little bit off. I think it might be the hair, ‘cause I don’t think he’s ever had a haircut like this.

But that’s a nit-pick if I’ve ever heard. So really, who gives a damn.

I’m mostly just having fun seeing Tim pop up all tiny-like in several panels. With several moments showing the team being a bit protective for him, which also feels right back at home for Tim. Never in any overwhelming way, but in a way that feels right without being distracting. Never making it too much about Tim that he feels overbearing when it’s a team book.

The writings also very fun, and writes the characters, it does put a bit more of a spotlight on pretty well. It starts off sort of old school with it’s style of narration, but it gives it a really interesting charm that I appreciated.

Beast Boy has his usual snarky, self-absorbed-ish attitude. And I really enjoyed how Dick and some of the other more typical Titans have a more mature attitude to them, that shows that are grown and serious.

Which is so satisfying in the way of Dick Grayson, because let me tell you, I am so sick of the depiction of Dick Grayson as a some sort of man child or doofus. He’s been a very serious, concerned, hard of himself, workaholic since maybe even before the 80s. To strip that away just to make him a sitcom character always came across as disrespectful for me.

Tim, who again, is the surprising focus of this first issue, and possibly the rest of the comic going off of how important he is to the beginning in end of the issue, but we’ll have to see on that, but anyways, is written very well.

I was super pleased with how Tim was written, because it felt like a fully rounded version of him, and not a fraction of him, or a generic hero that a writer placed his name on.

It shows how naturally heroic he is instantly, but doesn’t overwhelm the reader with that to the point he’s horrendously boring.

It’s the best representation of Tim Drake and Dick Grayson’s actual relationship in years. It’s not just redoing something they did 20 to 30 years ago. It’s new content of them being baby brother and big brother, having a back and forth full of teasing.

Seeing Timmy have his bratty baby brother side be shown for the first time in a way that’s felt authentic in years has been wonderful, even if it’s only for a page or two, because it sucks me in to this world, believing it’s actually in the same universe as the stories I love, instead of butchering it. It feels natural, because it’s them, not a pandering mess. It’s just them being them, and they’re fantastic together.

Timmy Drake also has his very very boyish and juvenile energy back. And is also made clear to be the ultimate underdog of the DC Universe, also very representative of who Tim is. Again, adding more layers to him, that represent who he is, through natural dialogue that feels appropriate for the moment, and authentic as if these are real people living in this fantasy and sci-fi laced world.

And overall when it comes to Tim, really shows how simple it honestly is to write the kid. He is not a difficult character to write. It’s done with such ease that I adore it.

These are such small moments into the overall, but it doesn’t matter, because seeing a Tim Drake just be Tim Drake, and showing off his different layers is a rarity. It is probably the best Tim writing since issue 1 of Sum of Our Parts, since...sadly Fitzmartin has shown that she isn’t really a great writer...and has...bad tendencies that really just insult the audience.

Could this also happen with this writer? Very well possibly. But that’s just how it is. Some writers stay good. Some writers are good but have bad moments. Some writers are bad and have good moments. In the end these writers are people, and people aren’t perfect. The same way I’m not perfect, and you’re not perfect. It’s simply how it is, as disheartening as it can be at times.

In the end it’s just fun, and represents them well. Though I’m just now realizing after posting that panel that Gar just said their real names which is...not very hero-y but oh well. It happens.

At the end of the story even it shows Tim’s good heart, empathy, and detectively mind without going overboard to the point it feels like flanderization.

There’s not much I can say beyond it’s overall super solid, and super satisfying if you’re a Tim Drake fan. Wish I could say more about the other characters. But they all seem to know each other, creating a nice big open world feel, and it’s nice. Sort of homely, ignoring how there’s a major fight happening. It makes the world feel real, which is rare, when so many other comics end up so inconsistent it never feels right.

I’d recommend reading it for sure.

It just goes to show that the good stuff doesn’t come from changing the characters in random ways.

The good stuff comes from putting our favorite characters in fun situations that highlight their personalities.

And Titans United: Bloodpact does it in spades.

#Tim Drake #Robin #Dick Grayson #Nightwing #Garfield Logan #Beast Boy #Conner Kent #Superboy #Donna Troy #Starfire #Kory Anders #Teen Titans #The Titans #DC Comics #Bloodpact #Comic Review #Review #Again sorry if some of the pictures are blurry #Titans United

[slothspamsstuff]

On your sexuality post. Can you elaborate on why cass and tims interactions would prove shes into dudes, id get it if you used kon but TIM?? TIM AS IN HER BROTHER TIM?? I hope to god your not implying what i tbink 🤢

They're not related by blood you know... How is that kind of shipping disgusting in anyway if one does not think of them as brother and sister since oh, you know? They're not actual siblings! The only thing that's closest to them being siblings is Bruce adopting them and he isn't even their biological dad. I don't personally ship them fyi, but I just don't understand what is not right about him into her or vice versa if they are not related by blood?

I sincerely hope you do read the comics and I'm not saying for sure or if it's even a fact that they're into each other cuz you can never be so certain, but the hint is there. Fandom can be fun and enjoyable but sometimes maybe you're just forcing yourself into the headcanon that they're something like blood brother and sister which is not true at all. They're simply close in age, are colleagues in the comics and even if the relationship was retconned later on, it was still a thing written by DC so idk, it's official?! Like okay, maybe by that logic you implied right there, shouldn't Steph and Cass be siblings too, since Steph is literally Robin no.4 or do gods forbid them to be like siblings since they're quite often shipped together and they're best friends? Yeah I just don't understand what you're trying to tell me here.

Though the reason I don't ship them is because the idea of Cass dating her best friend's boyfriend just doesn't sit right with me but that doesn't mean it wasn't implied she might have been into guys too. And admittedly, I haven't caught up on Cass and Kon so I still have a lot of reading to do.

Okay, since you've asked, first off: Batgirl #18, their first platonic interaction after No Man's land.

Then secondly, War Games and Identity Crisis, Tim losing Steph and his father, Cass losing her best friend, and so they bonded over mutual trauma and loss. And they bonded in Batgirl/Robin: Fresh Blood.

Then we have these:

Batgirl #58

Red Robin #25

Ok to be fair, she stabbed Tim on that one.

And this one, idk which comic it's from but there you have it.

Also, Solo (2004) #10, a married couple.

Like come on, are you really gonna tell me I'm problematic when the comics do be drawing them interacting like this? If this isn't enough then I dunno, maybe you should spend more time researching on each of their interactions, or take time to read the comics then go back and tell me what is wrong with everything I said, honestly. And yes, I will read up on Cass and Kon to see more, but you really need to understand that the batfam is a found family and not strictly related by blood, except for the case of Damian, so let people ship whatever they want, even if it's not your thing, because they. are. not .related. by. blood!

#cassandra cain #tim drake #no i dont ship them #but be respectful to other shippings #that's all I have to say #sloth QnA

[bleep-blop-lizard-hop]

Warrior Thought

Warrior Season 3 Finale

(Sorry person who sent me an anon message, I accidentally deleted it 😭 but here ya go)

AH TOY AND NELLIE KILLING DICKLAND TOGETHER!!! THE WIVES ARE SO BACK!!!

They had to fit in A LOT this episode, but I’m glad Ah Toy and Nellie had two very solid scenes. I fantasized so much about them getting revenge together, and it actually happened! Sorry Leary but the wives deserve this more! Dickland talking shit and playing stupid mind games with them. His arrogance was his downfall. No asshole YOU should be afraid because Ah Toy is not playing around! She didn’t get a single scratch while slicing and dicing him like a pig! It was so bloody and brutal and violent, I love it! Nellie being backup with her shotgun like “you’re doing great sweetie!”

Then Bill and Leary had to show up at the wrong time! Though I don’t think Bill can recognize her from that distance. Then Nellie began shooting at them and they ran away. So hopefully they’ll be off the hook next season. Burning Dickland’s body in the incinerator was pure poetic Justice! 

Back at the brothel, the adrenaline of revenge is replaced by crushing despair. Dickland’s death didn’t bring back Lai and their girls. He’s not the only greedy and evil man out there. Ah Toy’s been in survival mode for so long, she’s TIRED of all this shit! She never let herself show emotion like this, not even with Ah Sahm. Seeing her completely break down with Nellie is a huge deal for their relationship! After everything that happened, they still love each other and became even stronger. Nellie holding Ah Toy close and saying “I’m not going anywhere” 😭🥺💕 So similar to how they ended last season. I predict that Ah Toy will leave the brothel, and they’ll rebuild somewhere next season. 

Mai Ling confronting Eliza was so good! After the trauma she endured, Mai Ling can’t help relating to Eliza. What Eliza did was wrong, but her shitty husband is the real problem. Mai Ling giving Eliza a knife…I hope she use it well.

So here for Catherine Archer scamming Buckley for all his money! Rob his slimy racist ass, lady! 

The Tongs, Isaac’s crew, and police fighting over the money plates. The ice factory is a homage to Bruce Lee, according to the Internet. Nice. The finale definitely isn’t short on action, I counted 4 in this episode! Isaac almost took the plates but Ah Sahm handled him, and gave them to Lee. That means Yan Mi can be free.

Tbh I’m quite concerned with how they portrayed the black characters this season. Abigail is good, but most of them were antagonistic. I’m aware of how Asians are deemed “the model minority” and often pitted against African Americans. I just wish the show could’ve subverted that somehow. 

Back to Yan Mi, she’s released from jail and runs home to her father. It’s a very poignant scene that can resonate with children of immigrant parents. She respects him, but felt stifled by his expectations. Still, she did mess up by getting involved with a gang. I would’ve preferred Ah Sahm to not have romance this season, but it served it a purpose. I like Yan Mi as a character. Too bad she gets so much flack for getting between YJ and Ah Sahm. 

After getting disowned, she goes to the train station. Ah Sahm never made it, but Chao does. He convince her to go without him anyway, and she does but it’s hard. She got the money from Chao, but she’s also alone as a Chinese woman. We’ve seen other characters try to get out and it didn’t go well. Still, glad they didn’t kill her and hopefully she’ll be ok. Just a small town girl…living in a lonely world…she took the midnight train going anywhere…

After Kon Pak, Lai, and Father Jun…I draw the line at Chao getting stabbed multiple times! ZING is back and he wants revenge against everyone! Bill and Lee looked so happy, laughing on the porch 😬 They better not kill Chao if they get season 4! So many Asian characters died this season, they better replenish! Hello, Michelle Yeoh??? 🙏🏻 Don’t let the white characters outnumber them! 

Finally… the dreaded moment where Ah Sahm has to choose between his sister and the Hop Wei. I figured he would choose Mai Ling. His relationship with Young Jun has been going downhill this season. It’s hard to watch because I understand both of their perspectives. Ah Sahm vs YJ and Hong was equally epic and heartbreaking. None of them took pleasure in that fight, but it was necessary. Ah Sahm knocked both of them out before going to find Mai Ling. 

Meanwhile, Mai Ling is defending herself against the Hop Wei. She makes some progress with her gun, but gets overpowered by them. It looked like she might die by drowning, but I didn’t buy it. Ah Sahm and Mai Ling are reunited as they desperately cling to each other. No more Hop Wei and Long Zhii. Li Yong became the leader of his own tong, good for him! Exploring these new dynamics in season 4 will be very interesting. I’ve always understood Mai Ling while not agreeing with all her manipulative schemes. Hitting rock bottom could lead to some sort of redemption for her. Looking forward to it! 

Big political changes will definitely endanger Chinatown next season. The Chinese Exclusion Act was passed in 1882, but it might be sooner in the show. Not good when everyone is still divided and fighting each other. Perhaps Ah Sahm, the embodiment of Bruce Lee, will unite them all in the end. 

Season 3 had its flaws, but overall it was amazing! I really hope it doesn’t end here, the story and characters have so much potential! Fucking Hollywood studios refusing to pay people fairly 😡😡😡 I saw on Twitter some of the Warrior cast joining the protest too, it’s great! Season 4 of Warrior or we riot!!!

#ah toy #nellie davenport #lai #ah sahm #mai ling #yan mi #young jun #father jun #wang chao #li yong #andrew koji #ah toy x nellie davenport #ah toy x nellie #warrior cinemax #warrior hbo max #warrior max #warrior hbo #warrior #hbo max #femslash #f/f romance #f/f ship #martial arts #warrior thought #warrior season 3 #my post

[paladin-of-nerd-fandom65]

Pretty good answers, you can take a break from answering my questions they aren’t going anywhere lol take as long as you need :)

1: some ppl give the superfamily different “abilities” instead of the typical kryptonian power set to separate them, besides Chris does the rest of the family have different powers? For example I can see Jon having super saiyan red/orange hair that can boost his heat vision or can create a mini sun to heal or boost his family’s power.

2: since Chris likes spider-man, does he ever “web swing” across the city using his dark powers? Plus tie up bad guys using the dark powers too? I can see him tying up bad guys by the feet upside down hanging from a lamp post and spinning them around XD

3: any thoughts of making the duo wear matching outfits with the starburst name/logo on the front?

4: does mar’i do the same stuff as Jake like in previous asks? Does slapstick like the three stooges, aims for the crotch on a 10, uses the Nightwing sticks, etc…

5: let’s say Kon/Tim is sleeping on the couch, what would they do as a prank? Draw on their face, fart on their face, put shaving cream on their hand and tickle their nose with something, belly flop on top of them, etc…

6: not a question but a fanfic idea: overusing the Nightwing entity causes Chris to act similar to Spider-Man while wearing the venom suit creating a meaner & maybe evil Chris; Jake and Chris battle it out in the rain with Chris brutally hurting Jake close to death. Right before he delivers the killing blow, Chris has flashbacks of him and Jake doing fun stuff, Chris at the last second takes back control and holds Jake and cries that he is sorry.

1. Well Conner canonically has what’s called Tactile Telekinesis which allows him to hold a whole variety of objects and items with his mind in mid air, Kara can also probably channel a bio electric aura around her for an extra layer protection against energy or even magic attacks even though it can mess around with her heat vision abilities and finally to say Mon El, he had the ability to detect points on either a humanoid body or on select architecture that he can use to either strike or climb up (akin to Karnak from the Inhumans). The sole one whose powers are somewhat either enhanced or a near copy of Clark’s power set is Jon.

2. More likely it’s Jake who uses his grappling hooks akin to swing Spidey style as his ability of flight isn’t as pronounced as his sister’s. Any flight he achieves has to have a running and dropping start to them; basically any short flight he gets being a sort of natural wing suit on him. Now as for Chris webbing up crooks of all sorts via the shadows on their legs, I can probably see that in addition to a sticky note left for the cops to pick up says crooks that reads “Bad Guy(s)” just like how his teacher Dick does it

3. While a certain possibility for very rare occasions like say an actual multiverse Crisus event, they wear enough blue on their individual outfits already and yet those respective splashes of burnt orange and yellow keep them distinct. So, matching outfits is possible but not entirely probable and necessary.

4. A little bit but she has her own tiny touches and takes things that distinguish her from her brother. Mainly shed lean more on sitcom snark and ‘high brow’ comedy akin to what Grandpa Alfred showed her (Probably shows including “Blackadder” and “Are You Being Served?”) as opposed to slapstick. For her combat prowess, less likely to go from hits below the belt but a tad bit more vicious in taking down villains and she primarily uses her starbolts and enhanced strength along with Tamaranean fighting styles her Mother taught her and back

5. Jake’s go to mischief technique in these cases is a trick her sister and him have learn from their Father since the latter was all too fond of doing it during his days at the circus; take a small marker and doodle of silly and funny drawings on any part of the sleeping person that’s sticks out of the blankets. Chris quickly picked up on it ever since he was about 8 and anytime either of them happened to be awake first thing in the morning can their respective Uncle for Jake and Big Brother for Chris are dead asleep, they’ll wake up later to find some ink on them. And it’s not just the faces either….let’s just say if they to wear socks that night, there’s a 50/50 chance that those socks would be off them and sure enough there’s some doodles there as well.

6. It’s certainly a tempting enough story arc I can see happening with a minor tweak or two. Mainly, it’s the Flamebird entity being tapped into by Thara Ak Var that tends on being the berserker of the two ancient deities due to its more appropriately firery nature as opposed to the more cold and dark Nightwing. That said, I see Chris losing control of his powers and temperament being a consequence of all of the Nightwing entity’s bearers since mere mortals, even Kryptonians, aren’t immune to the entity’s presence affecting their minds with continuous overuse overtime. So with that, Chris after the battle makes a vow to no longer solely rely on the Nightwing entity for emergencies during superhero fights. The entity itself understands this and even encourages Chris to find other ways to save the day of possible.

Thanks for your patience, friend. It’s appreciated @gothicghost2000

#chris kent #jake grayson #starburst duo #dick grayson #koriand'r #mari grayson #tim drake #jonathan samuel kent #connor kent #kara zor el #mon el #clark kent #alfred pennyworth

[rockinxrocco]

there’s many reasons why i hate when kon is referred to/treated as clark’s brother rather than his son, but the funniest of those reasons is that i am literally unable to see clark as anything but an only child. like just look at him, that man clearly doesn’t have any siblings! like his only child vibes are so incredibly strong, and now you’re trying to say kon is his brother? absolutely not, i can believe in superpowered aliens and clones and a town called smallville but this is where i draw the line!

#the only child syndrome goes crazy w clark kent lemme tell ya #superman #clark kent #kal el #superboy #conner kent #kon el #dc #dcu #dc comics #superfam #superfamily

[tylerhourman]

🏳️‍🌈do the entire legion of superheroes… NOW!! 🔫

its okay im gonna do it anyway. smile :)

Saturn Girl: ever since receiving a reply on some art asking if i was drawing her as a trans man or just masc ive been a little obsessed with the idea of trans man imra. i see her(/him) as attracted to men.

Lightning Lad: bisexual trans man

Cosmic Boy: gay trans man

Brainiac 5: bisexual nonbinary man

Superboy (Clark): bisexual cis man

Superboy (Kon): bisexual cis man

Supergirl: trans lesbian

Chameleon: bisexual + nonbinary

Colossal Boy: bisexual cis man

Invisible Kid: gay trans man

Kid Quantum (James): straight trans man

Kid Quantum (Jazmin): bisexual cis woman

Star Boy: straight trans man

Shrinking Violet: trans lesbian

Ultra Boy: straight trans man

Element Lad: bisexual cis man

Mon-El: gay trans man

Matter-Eater Lad: gay cis man

Lightning Lass: bisexual trans woman

Dream Girl: bisexual nonbinary woman

Ferro Lad: straight trans man

Karate Kid: bisexual trans man

Sensor Girl: the most bisexual trans woman ever and also she should be a snake

Shadow Lass: trans lesbian

Chemical King: gay cis man

Timber Wolf: aro trans man

Wildfire: bisexual cis man

Dawnstar: bisexual cis woman

Invisible Kid (Jacques): gay cis man

Polar Boy: unlabelled trans man

XS: bisexual cis girl

Gates: iiii think gates is gay

Night Girl: gay trans man

Chameleon Girl: nonbinary + attracted to men

Green Lantern (Rond): bisexual trans man (i think the corps attracts these)

those not mentioned i hc as cishet or don't know them well enough to get a read on them just now or i missed them in the list i was looking at. hehe

Sun Boy: cishet but he makes out with dudes like. a lot. in the heat of the moment

#bonus i think bart is a nonbinary guy and gay. smile :) #ask #ask game

[touhoutivations]

dear miss himekaidou,

i unfortunately have not been employed. so, i’ve been working on a few journalist articles, mostly as practice for my skills in case i ever decide to go into the practice and im worried that the articles i’ve been making aren’t of high quality.

how do you manage? i know such insecurities might be common in a profession such as yours, so…. any advice?

yours, eientei’s favorite kon-consultant

"Trust me, to start off- a great journalist is one that already is thinking about the quality of their work and doesn't shut their brain off for ideas. So I think you're off to a good start! It's hard, because while it's a job- you aren't gonna like, be able to push for the great caste system revolution-  I mean hard-hitting journalism all of the time. Sometimes you're gonna get stuck with 'Pick your favourite wagashi and we'll tell you your personality!'" "Buuut, I think there's something to learn from each article you write- even if you scrap them, you need only look. For example, I- loathe as I am to say it- did do such pitiful writing as that article- but the person that requested it also offered a coupon for a senbei stand… 'Dorayaki lovers are hot headed and there's more to them that meets the eye- but they can get caught up in their own world, so they should try some senbei!' 'Senbei lovers go with the flow, but don't pursue their own wants, so they should buy some more senbei!' I'm kinda curious, if I ran that article a week later, would I get a different result? There's a buncha conclusions and thoughts you could ask about the journalism even in such a 'low-quality' article."  

"I've been talking with that outside world human, and everything down to 'memes' and 'tagging systems' can show different sides of a story and the intentions of an article. Liiiike, there was this one time this crazy village man, Yoshimoto- he started raving about 'how there was some chemical the yamawaro were putting to turn the frogs into youkai'- and some newbie that wanted a week off just handed him a typewriter for him to start his rantings. But then when I actually used my thoughtography to check that river…well, he wasn't wrong? Sorta. The frogs were having extra legs- but when I wanted to write about it, up top said 'It's already been covered'. But it hadn't been. Not properly." "So how could I word it? I mean, 'Yamawaro machinery production found to have linkage in extra limbage of amphibian population'- bo~ring! What about '3 ramblings of Yoshimoto- Number 3 is suprisingly true!' and I slap a couple memes on it? Would that draw eyes? Is Yoshimoto actually concerned, or was this coverage intentionally from a crazy old geezer to discredit a potential problem?"  

"These are like, the hard stuff that comes with our industry- especially if you don't get the freedom to go independent. But I know that by asking, you're off to a great start. You have to be asking questions, every time- how can I see this differently? How can I write this differently? How are -other- people writing stuff differently? What's language that's 'hip', what language is alienating? Seriously, can Aya stop using red circles and arrows in her articles like [Mii]Tube thumbnails?!"

"Not everything is gonna be a magnum opus, and not every wagashi listicle is gonna be the lynchpin into your socialist uprising theory deprogramming toolkit- and that's okay. As long as you put questioning and engagement- actual encouragement of media literacy- at the forefront of your own work and viewership, I think that's more work than a lot of other grifter sheeple are doing. There's more than meets a camera's eye, and as long as you keep collecting, I know you'll become someone that will paint a better landscape for Gensokyou- so get your brush, and crow all you want, mmkay?"

#hatate himekaidou #hatate touhou #touhoutivations #work #confidence #mod yuyu #//also yes the 'yoshimoto' anecdote IS true the real story behind the 'gay frogs' memes is absolutely fascinating and a masterclass in how #//journalism and who says what in what way can completely discredit an actual concern gay frogs was a psyop in this tedtalk i will #//hatate do you read noam chomsky? can we make hatate a noam chomsky fan? #i know the person that sent this got their job resolved but buzzfeed leftist getting radicalised hatate was too much fun to pass up #//very normal about aya's right wing grifter character arc can you tell i love that zun wrote ALTERNATIVE FACTS in eastern utopia #//afieu lives in my head rent free and i /gen think it should be a rec reading. absolute masterpiece in media literacy #//i'm sowwy i'm a stem major and i'm VERY passionate about the interaction between scientific/stat literacy and media literacy wrt news #//edit! credit to touhou-memories for the SECRET hatate sprites #source: touhou-memories[.]com/post/157251770364/hatate-himekaidou-double-spoiler-i-did-not-draw