I am vv interested in ur Uncle Hal wip 👀
ough this is one I've been working on in bits and pieces for probably over a year now, as a prequel to a much larger project involving Kyle as part of Young Justice (the animated show). not gonna get into it now otherwise we'll be here forever lol
But as for Uncle Hal, the premise is simple: It's a 5+1 fic of Green Lantern being the cool uncle of the Justice League. More specifically, to their sidekicks (just don't let them hear you say that) Robin, Kid Flash, Wonder Girl, Speedy, and Aqualad. Basically taking his comic book relationships with Wally and Roy and extrapolating it to Dick, Donna, and Kaldur (sorry Garth fans) as well
tbh I keep getting stuck on the Donna chapter bc she wasn't a part of the team in the show and I don't really know what she was like as Wonder Girl. At this point maybe I should just replace her with M'gann... Oh well, here's an excerpt from the Wally chapter:
“Whoa!” Wally yelled, just barely managing to duck under a whirling boomerang before it took his head off. His accelerated vision caught sight of several strands of orange hair floating through the air, sliced through by the bladed projectile. “Dude, you’re already throwing metal boomerangs, sharpening them is just overkill!”
In response, Captain Boomerang merely laughed and threw another one, only for it to bounce off of an emerald stop sign that had suddenly appeared out of thin air. He barely had time to look up with a confused expression before a glowing green replica of his signature weapon (though not as sharp, thankfully) thwacked solidly against his temple, knocking him out cold.
“What goes around comes around, Ozzy.” Green Lantern chuckled at his own joke as he descended from the afternoon sky, his ring shining brightly like a star even in the daylight.
“Ha ha, very punny.” Wally rolled his eyes. He’d been awestruck the first time he’d met the senior hero, but subsequent visits and lame jokes had firmly washed him of that notion. “You’re worse than Robin, y’know that?”
“Nice to see you too, Kid.” Green Lantern floated down to land next to Wally. “And puns are a sign of intelligence. Takes real brains to appreciate them.”
“More like dad brains. Must’ve come in with those gray streaks, eh old man?”
“I fully maintain that these are what I get from having to bail you young brats out of trouble all the time.” Green Lantern wagged a finger at Wally. “Your uncle probably has it worse under that red dome of his. Speaking of which, where is Flash? It’s not like him to let you fight one of his Rogues alone, even if it is just Boomerang.”
Wally kicked at the ground nervously, looking away from Green Lantern’s masked gaze. He wondered for a fraction of a second if he was fast enough to outrun the older hero, but quickly decided that was a bad idea. “Um… he said it was probably fine. I’m thirteen now, and it is just Captain Boomerang.”
“Uh huh.” Green Lantern picks up the discarded boomerang and bends the sharpened steel like it’s rubber, twisting it into a metal knot around Captain Boomerang’s wrists. When he speaks, his tone isn’t quite as lighthearted as before, carrying just a hint of the icy tone that makes criminals from Earth to Oa quake in their boots. “And Flash actually said that?”
“Well… notinsomanywordsno.” Wally’s words blurred together from nervousness at the reminder that Green Lantern wasn’t just his uncle’s goofball bachelor friend Hal, but a founding member of the Justice League, some of whom disapproved of allowing kids to be heroes even with adult supervision.
Green Lantern stared Wally down for a few long seconds, then burst out laughing. “Relax, Kid Flash. You’re not in any trouble with me.”