#look...i understand...that this looks like hot shit...

ty anon! we love to create angst. right now mack and will are not giving us a ton to work with but that’s the beauty of rpf!! we can just lieeee.

so. potential conflicts. the biggest one ofc is the objective imbalance. mack is undeniably a better hockey player than will. now. will and mack have decided to take the we do not see it, therefore it does not exist path about it. externally, The Trade could shatter this equilibrium. so many excellent trade fics out there, i won’t get into this here. go read them.

internally, either will or mack could blow it up. i still don’t understand how exactly will has managed to reconcile himself to the verso of it all. what happens if will has a really bad game and lashes out at mack bc mack’s never gonna know what it feels like to let will down? mack, confused bc when has will ever let mack down and hurt bc why are you being such an asshole smitty?

now mack’s denial is so strong i think it would require significant external pressure to crack (like mack feeling like he singlehandedly needs to get the team a cup). say will’s having an extended slump during playoffs. mack just doesn’t understand. bc he knows. he KNOWS. will is an amazing hockey player. so if will’s not producing then. like. it must be bc will just doesn’t care as much as mack? and mack can’t do this alone smitty, i need your help, why are you being such an asshole, i need you! this one’s really fun bc it’s actually mack’s blind faith in will causing the problem. mack refuses to acknowledge that a slump for will is different than a slump for mack. he’s also putting so much pressure on himself to get will a goal to break the slump bc he and will play so well together he knows they do so why isn’t it happening???? critically, he’s not disappointed in will. he’s just hurt and confused that will won’t step up for him and then he explodes all over the room in a messy little confetti shower of unregulated emotions.

ahhhh I'm glad! imo, people should wear what they want if it makes em happy and regardless of how they look in it, it's their own business to express themselves how they want ✌

Bruce is happy Daimian is making friends. This new kid, Daniel "call me Danny" Knight, seems nice. Kid might be a meta or something, with the way his eyes reflect like a cats and how he seems to always be cold, but he doesn't seem to be a bad kid and his background seemed to check out.

Yesterday Damian had invited Danny over for a sleepover and Bruce was stoked. Dami is having a friend over! A civilian friend! This is so normal and great! Danny had said his father would be picking him up the next day and would show up on his motorcycle (which was apparently named Nightmare?)

Bruce is in the sitting room close to the entrance when Alfred goes to buzz the gate for Danny's father. After a few minutes, he can hear Alfred walking the man in and explaining that "young Master Damian will be down with young Daniel in a few minutes. Till then, maybe you'd like to speak with Master Bruce?"

Bruce almost falls out of his seat when this almost 7 foot tall hunk of a man walks in, with his long raven black hair with a streak of gray down the center, all pulled back into a low ponytail. His bright green eyes have that same, almost glowing, shine that Danny's have and he's got a neat bit of stubble on his sharp jaw. He holds himself tall and seems to scan the room before setting his gaze on Bruce, who is using all his will to not ogle at this gorgeous man in front of him.

He stands to greet him and, oh God, he may actually be 7ft. "You must be Danny's dad, right?" He offers his hand to shake, "Bruce Wayne. I'm happy to see my son making friends with such a nice kid."

The behemoth of a man stares at his hand for just a moment to long before he shakes it and introduces himself, "Fredric Knight. I'm also glad my son is making friends." He says with the hint of a smile, "He's been a bit reclusive since we came here and I don't believe that's been healthy for him."

The two fathers talk for a bit, Bruce doing his best to be Batman ever now and then to make sure this guy isn't a potential threat. After some time, Danny and Damien walk into the room with Danny's bags, "Hey Dad, hi Mr. Bruce. Sorry that took so long," he says as he walks over to Fred (Bruce was told he could call him that) and half hugs the man, "Dami has a snake and he let me feed her!" Fred looks down at his son and pats his head, "That sounds interesting, little prince. Was it a frightful creature?"

As father and son speak, Bruce notes how fond Fred seems of Danny. The 'little prince' name seemed cute and pretty fitting with the last name. He also notes how Fred seemed to relax just a bit the moment Danny walked into the room (the same way he would after his children returned from patrol safe and unharmed), huh.

They say their goodbyes and the father-son duo are escorted out. Bruce and Damien watch as they ride down the driveway, Danny doing his best to wave at them from between his father's arms.

"We should invite the both of them over for dinner." Bruce says with a hand on his son's shoulder, "Fred seems like an interesting character, don't you think?"

"Father,"

"Yes Damian?"

Star City 1x02 "A Bear on a Chain"

youre a leader of the last of humanity. your people were attacked and an entire station was lost, because the other group of humans think everything is doomed. youre running out of food, out of supplies, and everything you could ever use to supplement that is gone. and then theres this anomaly that just maybe could be your saving grace, but in order to find out if it is, someone needs to explore it. so you send down some researchers (personally i believe the entire purpose was to see what the blood was and if it could be food) to see whats there.

but you lose contact, and never hear from them again. this is more dangerous than you thought, and you already lost some of your only scientific minds you have left. but you need to try again, so you find the most expendible among you. you turn to your deplorables, to your criminals. people "no one will miss" cause they've forfeited their humanity. they did bad things, therefore nothing you do to them can be worse. you can tell yourself they deserve it, that this is penance or punishment. you dont even need to learn their names (its easier if you dont). so you make a promise you never expect to keep. not a lie, persay, just something you never expect to have the opportunity to make good on.

and then, finally, after who knows how many tries, one of them finds something. a skeleton. something was alive down there, and if theres life, theres probably food, right? but you need more info, and your newest sacrifice just gave one of your best mechanics a deadly dose of radiation and blasted everyone else with it. thats enough to kill any sympathy you may have been feeling towards the desperate, pleading man in his iron coffin. maybe he can do some good for you before he dies and actually get that sample. he might run out of oxygen, but probably not before he can get it for you, so who cares. hes a criminal. hes a convict. just keep remembering that.

and after he disappears and you write him off as another failure, he comes back in on the radio, screaming and terrified and confused. hes been gone days, he shouldnt be alive right now. but he is and he asks you what his name is and you cant answer. cause you dont know. and theres this terrified person that you know you cant save and you cant even offer them the courtesy of calling him by his name. and it comes crashing down again that hes real. hes a man and hes trapped and you know you cant save him, no matter what you may want to do. and its your fault. you put him there. so you offer the slight bit of humanity you can, and you tell him your name. he tells you his. and you tell simon that no matter how much youd like to, you cannot risk someone valuable to save a criminal stuck in an iron tube somewhere at the bottom of an ocean.

Demon AU (krkb)