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I'm thinking of a no-powers au and the glc are a biker gang and kilowog basically meets all these teenagers (aka the human gls, excluding alan scott who is already part of the biker gang anyway) and adopts them and just. creates this family of people he meets over the course of his life.

just,, yk,,, a wholesome found family au for the gls where they all meet as teenagers and band together and become a family of their own.

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midpollo pacrim au.

that's it that's the whole post.

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just a little jeanne marie.

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florist/tattooist midpollo au where m is the florist & apollo is the tattooist and the first time they met was when apollo walked through the front door of the shop & midnighter could've sworn he heard the first notes of careless whisper play in the bg just as soon as he saw him.

listen, as much as people say that m is the tattooist its lies because that man cannot draw a stick figure to save his life, so its apollo who is the tattooist and have a very soft spot for flowers and herbs, which is why he visits m's shop often enough for both to develop a crush on each other.

featuring jenny sparks & shen rolling their eyes fondly at apollo's own crush on m bc hes being very hopeless about it, tony & marina having to put w midnighter's mooning over the beautiful handsome man who graced his little flower shop.

it's just basically a cute gay romcom ok that's all I want.

it's just basically a cute gay romcom.

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screams i think i got half a plot for the authority wrestling au--ok so you know how the authority (as in, the team and the comic) is the only one out of all wildstorm comics that really got so popular and influenced an entire decade of comics? i think i could work that as a storyline for this au; the authority is a faction that works under wild storm wrestling--im working on a name but wsw will do for now--and after some events happening... they get cocky. they become heels. they see that they are the ones who built and worked hard for the company and not everyone else--not stormwatch, gen13, and not even wildcats--and that makes wildcats mad enough for this whole thing to become a major feud between the authority and the wildcats (whom i really desperately need another name for bc im not calling them after a football team).

that feud only ends when wsw goes bankrupt and in the company’s last days, they introduce a bigger threat to the wrestlers... and after that, a major wrestling company/promotion buys the contracts of the authority & wildcats--not all of the members of wildcats, mind you. they only bought the contracts of grifter/cash cole, zealot, and voodoo/priscilla kitaen. everyone else just went to other wrestling promotions.

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this wasn't how it's supposed to go, really. she got the whole thing planned out: get in, take out the guards, get the thing she came here for, and get out, all done stealthily.

it should have been easy for someone who was raised by midnighter. should being the keyword here; he makes it look so easy to break in anywhere, and technically she could have used her powers to do it but she wants to learn how to be like him, so she did not. (also technically speaking she kind of did because she knows that not only will the security tapes not show her but the security guards themselves wont remember her.)

looking at the bag on the table in front of her, which contains numerous items that she stole from a museum, with her dads wearing a resigned (daddy apollo) and amused (papa m) expressions on their faces, jenny really should have been more quiet when she got back inside the house.

and she really should have not left her door wide open as she struggled to fit everything she stole into the closet.

45 minutes and some seconds earlier.

getting into the building and avoiding whomever is stationed there has proved to be easy so far, and jenny should thank whoever's looking out for her from on high for that.

she looks around the museum to see which items she should take and which ones to leave; she is after all on a tight schedule since the museum will open in approximately 45 minutes so she should hurry if she ever wants to get out without anyone noticing her. 27 minutes later and she already got three items off the list and is now in the process of getting a famous sapphire gem out of its glass container.

unfortunately, whoever had looked out for her earlier had turned their gaze away and thus what little luck she had had, apparently, ran out because she can a guard coming this way. cursing quietly under her breath, jenny unceremoniously breaks the glass and takes the gem, stuffing it inside the bag and making a run for it, ignoring the shouts of the guard behind her.

thankfully, she disabled all of the alarms.

why did she fucking agree to help a woman in black spandex that calls herself catwoman for gods' sakes is beyond her. a moment of relapse in judgement. curse her fucking good heart that wants to help people, she should have let catwoman do this alone.

she can hear more guards coming in behind her and she looks down at her watch just to see that its 42 minutes since the chase has begun, and she lets out a string of swears that daddy apollo will never ever, not in a billion years, approve of.

ah, fuck it. "door!" jenny slides through the open dimensional door only to fall into her bed and from there onto the floor, somehow hitting her forehead with the ps4 controller on the floor. oh man, that was loud. the dimensional door closes and she holds her breath, hoping beyond hope that her dads did not hear any of that.

"jenny?" oh no no no no, she looks at the door of her room and then at the bag in panic, but before she could do anything she hears a knock and papa's voice from behind it. "jenny, everything ok?"

please, god, let the earth swallow her whole right now.

"yeah! everything's just peachy!!" she has never been the most convincing liar and her voices is too high and cracked at the end. "can I come in?" papa asks and jenny watches in resignation as the door knob turns and papa m enters.

he looks at her, then around the room, and then back to her for a little bit then announces, "dinner is ready. clean your oom after you're done."

"okay!" she winces, she gotta get started on her acting skills if she ever wants to fool him into thinking that she wasn't doing anything other than what she usually does in her room.

"and hide that gem before apollo sees it," papa stage whispers to her as he smiles, amused, and leaves her with the dawning horror of the lecture she will no doubt get if she did not hide everything... fast.

fuck.

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when they decided to enlist jenny in a school, they didn't really think about what would follow. in apollo's defense, he only wanted her to have a normal life, something he was robbed of.

he doesn't know if drawing a dick in permanent marker on the door of the vice principal's office, graffiting the side of the school, and punching a seventeen year old boy for something or another — the details were never clear on that — is considered normal teenage behaviour or not.

but here he is, in the principal's office with his troublemaker of a daughter sitting in the chair next to him. chewing a bubblegum and looking like she'd rather be anywhere else but here.

the woman in front of them is trying to keep her composure, he can tell, whats with the way she's tense and the irritation clear in her eyes.

"i'll be frank with you, mr. apollo, but your daughter's behaviour in this school is rather.. concerning. clearly, she is a very intelligent child–"

"i'm sixteen." jenny interrupted helpfully – or not, considering the minor twitch in the principal's eyes – still looking bored.

"i don't mean to be rude, mrs. waugh, but it'd do the three of us some good if you just got to the point. my daughter here doesn't like waiting, and neither do i." apollo finally says after being silent this entire time. he won't lie but a part of him is a bit amused.

just a little bit.

mrs. waugh mumbled something underneath her breath that apollo heard and pointedly ignored.

"fine, then. the point is your daughter is rude to everyone; she doesn't respect the authority of the teachers around here, nor does she respect the rules of this school. we're a very prestigious school, mr. apollo, and her behaviour is inappropriate!" mrs. waugh's patience finally faded and she slammed her hands on the desk to emphasize her point.

he doesn't need to see it but he knows that jenny rolled her eyes at the principal.

"i deeply apologize for her, mrs. waugh... but i don't see what she did that is so wrong..?"

apollo watched in fascination as the principal's face became an interesting shade of red. mrs. waugh began a long rant about the many things that jenny did in the past few weeks alone and at the end threatened to expel her from the school.

apollo may not know that much about normal lives, or his own past, but like hell he'd let anyone threaten his daughter in any way, shape, or form.

"jenny, go outside."

jenny looked at him with an arched brow, sneaks a glance at mrs. waugh, and with a nod she stands up and left. for once, she actually listened without saying anything, but there is a look of glee in her eyes.

once the door clicked shut apollo rose up from his seat and took the few steps towards the desk, plants his hands on it and leans forward.

"let me make one thing clear then we can get to business, mrs. waugh: no one threatens my daughter." his voice is not the gentle tune it usually is, it's hard and cold as steel and he can see the effect of hearing the barely repressed anger in mrs. waugh's eyes; there is apprehension there. good.

"now, why did you allow your son to run around, bullying students but the one time someone stands up to him, she gets threatened for expulsion, hm? please enlighten me."