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KYPTONITE LISTEN

Ok does everyone remember what Dark Matter did w the kyptonite and how it make peter revert back to pre-power/blocked off his powers? Not exactly sure what was going on, but along those lines

But instead of powering down peter, I think it'd be SO cool if the radiation from the kyptonite was like. Weirdly compatible w the radiation in Peter's body from the spider bite and instead gave him a power up

Which leads me into peter ending up the favorite of the supers bc theyre fighting a villain of the week turned villain of the month (big promotion) and they're using kyptonite on superman (and adjacent if present) and peter doesnt know what else to do so he just kinda. Eats it

"Why would you do that?!" Someone, anyone, yells in worry and sheer bewilderment.

"I panicked, okay! Its called stressed eating!" Peter yells, easily holding up something that would've pushed his body to the limit on a normal day.

And so now Batman carries around kyptonite to ward of a (yet again) mind controlled super or in case he needs a powered up spider-man

Also, like, totally feel free to feed me more ideas in the comments if you have any- I got nuthin, y'all, this AU is neglected </3

But yeah, read under the cut if you're interested :) Hint hint, thought it'd be interesting to have Solar get genuinely angry at his Moon, then get absolutely decked lol

Can’t draw this out cause I have art college homework to do but I simply have to write this out cause I need to share. Hella angst incoming for the Pup Fiction AU sorry,,

The reveal of Red Hood’s identity stung, stung more than the clasps keeping Bruce’s hands behind his back, stung more than the black eye, stung more than the busted lip and broken nose. The news made his brain come to a screeching holt, the fear for his kids paused to the fear OF his kid.

His sweet baby Jay, taken from him too soon at sixteen standing in front of him now at twenty-two. His once dark eyes now an unsavory green that was a side effect of being resurrected. His baby who once clung to him after having a nightmare now looked at him with pure hate and a snarl. Faded scars littering his nose and upper lip, the unnatural blonde in his boy’s curled bangs. He grew, god did he grew. Everything about Jason was all wrong. The violence, the guns.. Bruce felt like he couldn’t breath.

Then there was Tim unconscious from the ruthless beating Red Hood, Jason, had done. He was bleeding from his head and his breathing was shallow and Bruce feared he was going to have burry him too if he doesn’t get looked at soon. Bruce was spiraling unsure of what to do now. His boys, his poor boys..

Jason cocks the hand held gun pointing it at Tim hands steady. “How does it feel that another Robin is going to die because of you tonight?”

“Jay, no, we don’t kill-“

“Maybe you do, but I’ve changed, Bruce.”

The shot echoes through the building and Bruce swiftly looked away, feeling bile rise in his throat. He slowly looks back fearing the worst, only to see Connor standing in between Jason and Tim. The bullet on the floor at his feet and a hole in his pajama shirt.

Jason shocked drops his hand down and steps back, “What the hell, Connor!?”

“Jay,,,”

Connor was shaking from adrenaline but his eyes revealed how stunned he was to see his once dead brother was standing in front of him. He slowly looks around to survey the scene before looking horrified at Jason.

“What have you done, Jay,,?”

“What have I done? What have I DONE?!” Jason laughs but it sounds bitter and slightly wet from the unshed tears, “what have YOU done!?” He raises the gun again, slightly more shaky then he was before. Bruce’s breath catches in his throat, what was Connor doing? He knows he shouldn’t be out, what about his powers? What if they fail him? He can’t take his youngest being in danger.

“I die and you all just move on and replaced me like I was last nights trash!”

He fires another shot which catches Connor’s shoulder and he jerks only slightly but just like before the bullet only leaves a hole in his shirt. Connor shakes his head and steps forward, “We didn’t replace you,, Tim didn’t-“

“Don’t say that pathetic excuse’s name!”

“You weren’t replaced Jay-“

Another shot rings out this time ricocheting off of Connor’s hip.

“I was! None of you cared that the Joker killed me!”

“Jason.” Connor keeps walking towards him, Jason’s hand gets worse and a slight hiccup can be heard as he quietly starts crying. Connor looks at him earnestly eyes also shiny with tears,

“Jay, we love you so much”

“No you don’t!” The next fire missed connor completely hitting the floor by his feet.

“We were so lost Jay. Dick refused to visit. Alfred always set out a plate for you. Dad,” Connor starts to openly sob, Jason no longer has the strength to keep the gun up and it falls heavily to his side. “Dad wasn’t the same, Jay. I refused to leave my bed, I hardly ate, I nearly flunked my grade..”

The gun finally clatters to the ground.

“We were spiraling without you Jay,” Connor stops walking and ever slightly turned his head to where Tim was wheezing quietly, then back to Jason. “We didn’t go looking for Tim, Jay. He found us. Found us and put us back together. Dick visits again, Alfred has someone to drink tea with, Dad has someone watching his back. He helped me with everything. Jay, he SAVED us. Saved us from something I thought we wouldn’t come back from after you.”

“Shut up,,”

“Jason-“

“I said SHUT UP” Jason shoves Connor away from him and swiftly disappears into the shadows of the warehouse. Just like that he was gone. Connor thought about going after him, he knew Jason’s heartbeat anywhere. But a sickly wet wheeze from Tim had him pause and turn around. One at a time, and Tim called first.

Connor made swift and quiet work of undoing the clasps that kept Batman from escaping. “You shouldn’t be here Connor”

“Well I am.”

“You disobeyed my instructions!”

“I don’t care!”

Connor moves away from Bruce to check over Tim carefully. He needed a professional with the way the wheezing was sounding, and he definitely had a concussion. Batman went to go pick Robin up only for Connor to scoop him up first. “You’re injured, I’ve got him.”

Bruce nods and leads the way to the Batmobile with a limp in silence.

Once situated, Bruce can’t help but think out loud while Connor was strategically wiping some of the dried blood off of Tim’s forehead. “How did you know we needed help?”

Without looking up from his ministrations, “Tim..” he sighs quietly and faces his dad. “I know you don’t want me on the field, Dad. But,, Tim thought it was best that I trained with him anyways, get a grip on my powers with practice. We knew you wouldn’t approve so we were always quiet about it. Unfortunately I’m just as much as a worry wort like you and pops so I had to figure out something for him to use if he needed back up..”

Bruce clenches his jaw, ofcourse he’s not pleased with this knowledge, furious about how this whole night is really going. However, he can’t necessarily be mad at this moment, Tim was smart and the secret training came in handy tonight. Connor flashes something shiny at him, looking into his son’s hand to see a small dog whistle looped around a thin chain, it had dried blood on it, that’s when it clicked that it was Tim’s.

“I may not hear at great distances or anything like Pops can.” Connor puts the necklace in his pocket awkwardly “but I can hear whistles unlike humans can. Tim and I tested the distance and everything and promised to use it Incase of emergency situations,,”

Picture this: Part 2 of Wicked, with a post credit scene.

The audience see Glinda arriving into her bedroom, tired but also ready for a new tomorrow as she gets ready for bed. Only to pause at the sight on her vanity: a black rose, no stem and sitting [center] in front of her mirror, [also aligning with her standing reflection when seeing it].

Confused, she looks about and only see her window, opened but hardly enough space to let a single rose in. Now cautious, she heads over to the vanity, reaching - then pausing, hesitating - then reaching out to touch and pick up. Only to gasp and drop it as the flower’s petals turn color — black to pink. She then recognized the flower, being the exact to the one she placed in Elphaba’s hair [during the Popular song, before claiming Elphaba as beautiful].

Overwhelmed by emotions, she freezes as her eyes tears up, but breaks out of it when the window door opens further to let the wind in, causing the flower to shift and Glinda to catch it in time before it could fall. Holding it in her palm, [Ariana makes] Glinda feels a sense of calming [Imagine that a sensory touch of Elphaba’s magic is on her palms, a tiny lingering that gives off the idea of her living and as it fades, it also implies her being hidden from Oz but now Glinda is aware of it].

A mix of happiness and sadness lays at her growing smile, later placed aside next to an emerald object [I’m thinking a broach, just a random black jewelry with a large emerald in the center that can remind her of Elphaba that she found somewhere without anyone questioning and/or noticing] near the mirror. Touching a petal, then tracing down to touch the emerald, a single tear shed but her smile stays as she then gets up, closing the window door and returning to get ready for bed.

[The camera view then lays at the two unique objects, symbolizing their personalities and existence - the objects a near swap of their respective beings’ personalities - that would be odd to see together but somehow worked. Then, from the audience’s perspective, as we hear the instrumental work playing, we reached a part where [Ariana and Cynthia’s off screen voices] Glinda and Elphaba sings a synchronized note to one word — “Unlimited”. The word bears a key note that gives the end of their story to the audience, as well a reference to Part 1 when both girls sung the word separately in Defying Gravity. Also off screen (CGI, really), the sunset then lays at the objects, the emerald shining in a near glow from the light (symbolizing how much Glinda means to Elphaba even when apart for good – get it? 🙃🥲 – as well Elphaba’s escape from the Emerald City during a sunset, and how the whole experience started with the use of the green bottle). And after the instruments lead the movie to its final end as the screen fades to black…]

DUDE.

I would CRY if this actually could happen! And would also call it first!

I AM OBSESSED!!

"if the gods intented us to be in trees, they would have given usm claws." julius says with a small scowl. Asterix snickers and looks at him. "Says the one that the gods gifted to be tall enough to reach most branches!"

Julius stares slack-jawed up at asterix. it is the first full sentence of latin aimed at him by asterix out side of lessons. asterix flushes and twists a bit. "pronounced wrong?" Asterix asks and he taps the branch. "No! No! Its... I ... thank you. for learning latin I mean." asterix lights up and leans forwards, clearly eager to keep talking in a newly shared language. "Keep helping me learn Julius."

(after entering the Parts And Service room, Bonnie bumps into something on the floor and glances down, only to be met with the sight of Withered Chica's face)

"AH-! Oh my god-! Jeez, you scared the shit outta me..."

(she looks around, noticing the states the other animatronics are in)

"Oh, man. you guys look terrible..."