#make this a fic

[madmessy]

During Ottowa Pride:

Shane is overheating. Certified menace Ilya Rozanov gets him a fan.

The fan in question says "POWER BOTTOM"

Ilya will be sleeping in the guest room for a week.

Ilya will post pics with #worthit

[gastly-ghost89]

What if Danny while working at Gotham U for his bachelor's in engineering, gets summoned by Lady Gotham to Robin as he's dying, in order to save Robin. DCxDP

For once he had actually gotten all of his homework done, and as a reward was going out to get coffee. Now he didn't know often get coffee as it had no effect on him preferring during stressful finals to just take an ecto shot, but this was supposed to be a treat. Supposed being the operative word here. Just as Danny put the money on the counter turning to say thanks to the 24/7 Cafe worker, he felt something tugging on his core. It was panicked and strong and he barely had enough warning to knowingly said his coffee cup down. 

Appearing in the middle of an alleyway, to what appeared to be a child's murder was not what he expected. Staring sort of disbelievingly as sweetie Gotham panicked above the child, one of her kights. Recognizing him as the youngest Robin, he moved quickly understanding what lady Gotham was asking him for. 

"Save him" she all but pleaded, the thought of her kights being killed deeply rattling her obsession, "please King, I will owe you immense favor"

'You don't need to convince me,' he wanted to say because she really didn't his own obsession tugging at him harshly it was a miracle he hadn't drived for the child right away, but instead he simply sighed and said "you'll have to pay me back for the bats, and the bats alone" which he figured was true enough, he had no clue what he was going to do about them. 

Giving into his instincts he damn near flies to the kid, half dead and mostly unaware. Pulling the kids had onto his lap he just starts to hum as a shield filled itself around them keeping the other bats away. He doesn't know if it's him or Gotham but either way it's appreciated. He's not sure how he knows what to do, but something tells him to; to comfort this child, this hero. First and foremost.

The tune originally is aimless and directionless, but with the intention of comforting the child it takes on shape. 

"Hmmm hmm-mmm hmmm-hmmm

I'll hmmm thmm hawaym

Intomm a land of enchantment

Follow sweet hero~

I'll show thee the way

Through all the pain~ and the sorr-ows

Weep not little hero~

For life~ is this way-"

Outside of the bubble the bats show up, Batman had been near anyways and the second Robin's panic button had gone off he had RAN. But Nightwing and red hood were not far seeing as it was on the edge of crime Alley, when Batman got there he had been shocked. Unsure what was happening, only knowing that the youngest vitals were low. He SCREAMED. Nightwing who showed up only half a minute later, tried to calm him down. 

Somehow someway he figured that this young (?) meta(?) child(?) would protect Robin, was protecting Robin. His vitals hadn't changed in 2 minutes that's roughly how long (he'd?) they'd been here. And something instinctual in him told him it would be okay, not that that helped. Trying to convince a papa bat that his pup was safe(?) almost dying with an unknown. Impossible. 

"Hush now dear~ hero, it must be this way~

Too weary of life and decep-tions~

Rest now little hero~

For soon we'll away~

Into the calm and the quiet-"

As he sung he was completely oblivious to anything outside the bubble, a Lazarus green vapor seem to swirl around them effortlessly. He knew that this child, this baby, had experience death before. That the scars under his costume still burned white hot like they did when he got them on nights where the Stars shown bright. 

As Red hood pulled up to the scene, within 30 seconds of Nightwing; the pits they ROARED. How could they? How could they argue while little one died (?) as protector did all that he could. How dare they. The insolent fools, that was their KING. Without a thought and with very little control, he grabbed both of them. Slamming them into each other. Before bowing to the Great one, Nightwing followed suit Batman didn't. 

"Come little hero~

I'll take thee~ away

Into a land of enchan-tment~

Come little hero~

The time's come to play~

Here in my garden of shad-ows-" 

Bruce was shocked, but what could he do. His youngest, his child, was dying (?) and his eldest to seemed in a trance. He felt powerless to stop it, yelling didn't seem to help or to stop. And the two would fight him if he tried again he was sure, so he watched as the lazarius vapor surrounded the two. 

Without stopping his humming, as it seems to be comforting the young child, he pulled out a green tube of ecto. Pulling off the topper without thinking, he pulled the child's head up closer tilting his mouth open and dumping it in. Slowly pulling more echo into his hand from the ambient environment, he pressed it to the stab wound in his gut  and the slice along his throat. The child's soul still in the air, still in the body, didn't seem to mind.

Comforted in a way he hadn't since he was young, he swallowed the viscous liquid that tasted like citrus. His mind almost elsewhere foggy and clouded, all he felt was love and adoration. Is warmth seeped into his wounds, for just a minute he thought he wanted to see the stars. He just wanted to see the stars one last time, to sneak out of the Manor in the middle of the night. And sit on the barn roof with Alfred and Titus, just outside of the city border you could see the stars. Just one last time you wanted to sit up until sunrise, before climbing down and eventually falling asleep on bat cow. 

Just one more time. 

"Follow sweet hero~

I'll show thee the way

Through all the pain~ and the sorr-ows

Weep not little hero~

For life~ is this way-"

And then all at once it seemed to snap together, his injuries fading like they've been scars forever. But red and puffy like they've been aggravated, his pulse slow but steadied where it was. His hair for just a second seemed to be bright white with green accent again. Lazarius green. For just a second he was inverted. and then with the heat of dying Suns, the sound of the cat yowling, and the smell of dry hay catching a blaze.

He was alive. 

Staring up into green green eyes, he couldn't help but be amazed. As all of his feelings of detachment faded away, the beautiful fool currently singing to him was cold as a corpse, or maybe he was hot as a star. It's hard to tell, when lava meets ice after all, who's really burning?  Other than his savior and his family he wanted nothing more than his animals. 

Because really we could talk about ecto and emotions any day, about how when you want something so bad, you don't disappear. We could talk about how having ectoplasm in the area will allow you to heal if you are a creature of the Dead. We could talk about a little boy who's died a time or two before. But really what fun is that? He just wanted to see his animals again. And we already know how this story goes.

After coming back, and developing fire sort of powers no one can deal with the guilt enough to stop him. To tell him not to. At this rate he's going to end up with a whole damn zoo. At least his little boyfriend assurs that it's normal enough

[ikintomanycharacters]

Evan roiser rode a skateboard, Barty Crouch was a rollerblader, Pandora Roiser roller skated, Regulus Black was a Rollerblader, Dorcas Meadows rollerskated and no one can convince me otherwise. (Barty DROOLED over Evan when he rode)

[a-person-with-no-taste]

OKOKOK MARBLE HORNETS AU WHERE JAY GETS PULLED INTO THE PAST AFTER HE DIES AND BECOMES A BIRD SO HE JUST FOLLOWS TIM AROUND AND BECOMES A THERAPY BIRD, TRYING TO PREVENT ALL THE BAD STUFF AS WELL AS KEEPING TIM SANE. BUT AS A BIRD DRRSRFUNUVT4TDYGYFCTFFJHUFEWA

[thaliasthunder]

richie waiting for eddie in the park, to finally tell him about how he feels about him

[tokkisluv]

okay so somebody make a heeseung knife play stalker fic pls tyvm…

[smilerthesupergirl]

Just watched "The knight before Christmas" and I love the 2 references I spot from 2 other Christmas movies. What can I say. I'm a sucker for Christmas movies.

BUT THAT'S NOT MY POINT. MY POINT IS THAT SIR COLE REMINDED ME OF KARA AND I WANT TO READ A SUPERCORP BASED ON THAT MOVIE 😍

The way he looks at Brook *dreamy sigh*