There Are A Lot Of Fics Out There Where Sirius Is Super Dramatic When Finding Out About Jegulus And Not

The justice league goes for training without powers just to see how they’d cope in that situation.

Bruce and Oliver are so ready for this moment, and no one likes the way the two are teaming up.

‘𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙴 𝙷𝚄𝙶𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙶’ 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

i like hugs, and honestly i just. i think they deserve more love than they get. so here we go lads. i’m on a one-woman mission to revive the absolute love of hugs. as always!!! do NOT add to this list!! i will curse your crops and possibly your livestock!! seriously tho i might make a new list, so just. don’t do it. add a “+ REVERSE” to reverse the roles of the action!

LAST UPDATE:     10/06/22

[ LIFT ]:     sender, being taller than the shorter receiver, lifts them off the ground mid-embrace.

[ SIGH ]:     sender releases a soft sigh of relief the moment they have the receiver in their arms.

[ CHEEK ]:     sender presses a quick kiss to the receiver’s cheek on their way into the hug.

[ TEMPLE ]:     sender presses a soft kiss to the receiver’s temple while hugging them.

[ CROWN ]:     sender presses a kiss to the crown of the receiver’s head while hugging.

[ NECK ]:     sender reaches up and wraps their arms around the receiver’s neck when hugging them.

[ MIDDLE ]:     sender wraps their arms around the receiver’s middle while hugging them.

[ OPEN ]:     sender wordlessly opens their arms out to offer the receiver a long-awaited hug.

[ CRY ]:     while holding on to the receiver, the sender begins to cry into their shoulder/chest/hair (depending on height difference and whatnot.)

[ HAIR ]:      sender buries one hand into the receiver’s hair while hugging them.

[ CUP ]:      sender gently cups one hand against the back of the receiver’s head while hugging them.

[ ASSURE ]:     sender quietly reassures the receiver that everything’s okay while they’re hugging one another.

[ HESITATE ]:     startled by a sudden hug from the receiver, the sender pauses for a moment, before hesitantly returning the embrace.

[ CLING ]:     sender wraps their arms tightly around the receiver, clinging on to them throughout the embrace.

[ STROKE ]:     sender slowly and repeatedly runs a hand through the receiver’s hair in a soothing motion while they hug.

[ SPIN ]:     while hugging the receiver, the sender lifts them off the ground and begins to spin them both in a giddy, joyful circle.

[ FALL ]:     receiving a sudden and forceful embrace from the receiver, the sender stumbles and falls to the ground while still hugging them.

[ THROW ]:     sender suddenly flings their arms around the receiver in an impulsive embrace.

[ SPRINT ]:     seeing the receiver across the room, the sender sprints across the distance between them to give them a hug.

[ PULL ]:     sender physically pulls the receiver (by the hand or waist or arms, etc.) into a hug

[ SHOULDER ]:     sender buries their face into the receiver’s shoulder/the crook of their neck while hugging them.

[ WAIST ]:     sender jumps up at the last minute while running to hug the receiver, wrapping their legs around their waist and their arms around their neck as they hug them.

[ SIDE ]:     sender wraps an arm around the receivers shoulders and pulls them in for a side-hug.

[ GIFT ]:     while hugging the receiver, the sender slips something into their pocket out of the public eye. (FEEL FREE TO SPECIFY WHAT THIS GIFT IS!)

[ GUIDE ]:     as they go in for a hug, the sender gently rests a hand and guides the receiver’s head to rest against their shoulder/chest.

[ CHIN ]:     sender, while hugging the receiver, rests their chin on top of their head.

[ SWAY ]:     while embracing the receiver, the sender begins to sway in a slow, soothing manner.

[ COAT ]:     as they go for a hug, the sender opens out their jacket so the receiver can “share” it, warming them up as best they can while they hug.

[ HUM ]:     as they embrace, the sender begins to gently hum under their breath to soothe and relax the receiver.

[ CIRCLE ]:     while they’re hugging, the sender begins to rub their hand in slow circles on the receiver’s back.

[ SUBSIDE ]:     an emotionally distressed sender initially shoves and strikes out at the receiver, but collapses into tears after a few moments and sinks against them for a hug.

[ CARRY ]:     the sender pulls an emotionally/physically exhausted receiver into an embrace, then lifts them off their feet and carries them to a sofa/bed to let them lie down and get some rest.

[ COLLAPSE ]:     a weakened sender (either from exhaustion or injuries or whatever!) sinks into the receiver’s embrace, only to collapse in their arms, too weak to move. 

Ok but just imagine young Reyna rising up in the rank in New Rome…

-Once she gets there she is placed into the First Cohort and in her first War Game both her natural leadership and natural fighting skills are displayed.

-Everyone is a bit shocked at her skill, since they haven’t seen a demigod with those types of leadership skills in years.

-It is soon learned, however, that not everything comes naturally because the other campers soon learn that Reyna sneaks off in the middle of the night to train for hours.

-Sometimes she practices with a sword, other times a knife, but regardless of what weapon she wields, she always chants to herself “I can get better, I must be able to protect myself and others.”

-Campers soon respect her, and some even fear her. Though she is not necessarily friends with anyone, it is clear that Reyna is a good person.

-It is no surprise that when one of the Praetor dies, Reyna is elected.

-Though she is young, she is not foolish like many believe someone of her age to be. She shows that she is thoughtful, but can make split decisions when need be.

-Especially in her early days as a Praetor, she spends a lot of time reading and doing paperwork and her abscence in meals is noticed.

-The one thing that she always shows up for, no matter what, however, is War Games, the rare time where the Camp is able to see having something that resembles fun.

-That is why, even though it feels like you are in the military if you are on Reyna’s team, and might be scared to death, it’s all worth it, because it feels like you’re finally able to give back to the Praetor that gives you so much.

Just saying I might add stuff onto this later and I encourage you guys to as well!

Imagine that one scene from that animated series justice league where Batman reveals everyone's secret identity(like a badass) then takes off his cowl and they're all in shocked confusion. I mean that's baby girl Bruce Wayne, sunshine of Gotham as The Dark Knight. Then they all get really protective of him. They might've feared him before but now they know he's just baby. It doesn't matter that he can beat them all, he's baby... Idk I find the idea cute

Okay, so I love that scene dearly, but my heart screams for something more personal? If that makes sense? I'll take inspiration from one of my favorite Spider-Man identity revels.

Let's imagine this; The city, Gotham or Metropolis or just an unlucky piece of land that had a really bad day. Hal saw the building collapse first, coming down on them like an avalanche of death.

Hal isn't very good at brain work; He's not like Flash, who can map out an entire route in his mind in a blink, calculating escape routes, and distances, and lengths, and how fast he can run without injuring anyone.

He's not strategic like Wonder Woman, or pragmatic like Batman, or sensible like Superman. He's not the brainpower; But he's pretty damn good at acting like he's okay.

And withstanding that building because Superman got Injured, well.

He can do so with sweat raining down his temple and pain screaming in his system and a smile on his lips, "This is a really good arm work out, guys,"

" Hang in there, Lantern,"

He hears that you're doing great, Hal just well under his hero moniker from Barry. It's a good power up, if nothing else.

Wonder Woman rubs his shoulders before attending to the injured, helping them dig a way out before the oxygen dries out.

Another thing he's not good at is comforting people; He's lost to crying kids. Especially crying kids whose parents are paste under rubble and hubris.

His back is arching, his fire's going out. All he knows is that those little sniffles and whimpers in the hissing silence hurts worse.

The only person he can think would be worse than him at it is Batman; Stone masked, more shadow than person, a labyrinth of a man.

But Hal isn't paid to think for a reason, because Batman kneels by that kid, and places a fatherly hold on his shoulders, just like Hal's father used to do when he bruised his knees climbing trees.

He doesn't say anything, because there's nothing to say. Words aren't medicine, after all. He's just waiting, it seems like, until the kid speaks first, " My daddy's dead."

"...Yes. I'm sorry."

"But, -- but you were here. You're the justice league! No one dies when you're around! You're supposed to save everybody! So why-- why not him?!"

The weight gets heavier.

" Your father asked us to take care of you first. He protected you."

" You should've left me, then! What am I going to do now? I'm just, -- I'm just...A human."

" So am I."

" No, you're Batman. That's, -- That's not the same. You don't understand. "

Hal's vision is blurry and pained, bordering dangerously close to the deep dark void of unconsciousness, -- but he can't, he can't, God damn it Hal, be useful for once in your entire life, -- but he makes out a shadow moving.

He makes out the shape of Bruce's cowl, an armor, a secret, a mystery with no epilogue. Then he sees pale. Two dots of blue, sparkling from dark grey smudge.

When his vision sharpens, so does the tired face of Bruce Wayne.

"...Oh, holy shit."

" I do, " his voice changes, too, thought that may be just Hal's pumping eardrums playing tricks on him. He goes from grainy and rough to rain soft and porcelain. " I do know. Our pain isn't the same. But the way we can get through it, is. Together."

The kid falls in his arms. For just a moment, it seems like death won when the ring powers out.

"Shazam!"

" Hey guys," Shazam's pretty wheezy for a tank made of beef and godly hands, " Sorry for the hold up. Got stuck in traffic."

They make it out. They use the picture of Wonder Woman carrying him out on her back, and Green Arrow shoves it in his face at the first opportunity.

He doesn't expect them to stick around in the hospital. But he does need to know, " Okay, so, hopefully that wasn't a near death fever dream. But are you Bruce Wayne?"

He asks Batman, and Bruce answers, a tone of shyness not unlikely a new kid introducing himself to the class, " ...Yes. and you're Hal Jordan."

"...Was it the biceps that gave it away?"

He doesn't smile, but Hal doesn't expect him to.

" Well, I mean...I'm in for the long run with you guys," Barry offers them a dorky smile before taking off his mask, too. " My name is Barry Allen. And I'm the fastest man alive...Also a bit of a science nut. I need to see your gadgets, by the way. Your Kevlar durability is just amazing, I mean the way you somehow altered the material,--"

" Oh," Apparently, Batman can blush. It's pretty addictive.

One by one, they follow, all easy smiles, all trust.

" My name is Diana. Princess of Themyscaria. I enjoy ice cream and swords."

" My name is Oliver Queen, and if you want to make a gay joke, don't bother. I said them all and I'm getter at it. And you!" He points directly at Bruce with an arrow, " You're in so much trouble for not telling me about this!"

" You didn't tell me either."

" What kind of detective can't explain the white, blonde, rich, good looking guy apart from Green Arrow? Come on."

Hal has a suspicion Bruce already knew, but said nothing out of courtesy.

" Hal Jordan. I almost broke my spine for you, so, you're welcome for That."

Superman strokes the back of his neck and hunches his shoulders, " I'm, uh, Clark Kent. I'm a journalist for the Daily Planet. I, uh...Make a mean apple pie. Which I could really go for right now."

" Hey, you punched Lex Luthor in the face! Good on you, man."

Diana chuckles, " You'll have to make your famous apple pie for us some time."

" Sure. I like eating with friends."

Hal and Oliver are definetly discussing that blush on Bruce later.

They all turn to Shazam, who's been listening, quiet for once, before he blows a laugh, "Uh, yeah, pass. You guys are nice and all, but I'm more than fine with this. Just me. Good old Shazam."

Crack.

" Is that...Is that a fucking 10 year old?!"

" I'm eleven!"

" What the FUCK,--"

" Don't curse in front of the 9 year old!"

" Again, I am eleven!"

" Who let the 8 year old in!?"

" Wow. Adults really don't listen, huh."

Bruce quite literally shakes on one place, " Are, um, are your parents deceased by chance?" He sounds hopeful about it, too.

" So. A handsome pilot. The fastest dork alive. A badass princess. A good guy who punches hard. A bow and arrow. A weirdo. And a 5 year old. We're quite the group, huh?"

" Again. I'm 11."

" Until you don't bring me some pizza and a bear, you're nothing."

Hylla: you can trust me! remember who pulled you out of that river when you were six?

Reyna: let’s not forget who pushed me in

I can just imagine xisuma ask grian for an explanation and ends up just getting:

"oh yeah... These are my friends from high school who are watchers. Also, surprise - I am a watcher too :D" while taurtis and domrao turn to more human forms and just hug/squeeze grian.

This just ends us as the others finding out grian is like a secret pvp god or something, and xisuma trying to learn more about grian and why they are watchers/what they do.

the au where xisuma (and perhaps a few other hermits) worship xelqua and the watchers as their gods and at some point are all talking about it. grian chiming in with some unknown knowledge and when hurriedly asked where he learned it he just panics and yells; “BOOK.” they all very much doubt that.

some time later, the watchers visit and when the hermits who do worship them bow grian just groans. “don’t bow to them, they’re dorks.”

and (in this seperate watcher au that doesn’t connect to my other post) the two watchers just pout.

“griiannn!! come on, this is our first time being out on the overworld as watchers! you’re lucky your training involved you being here, me and dom had to sit through the stuff to take over watching the other dimensions.” “your fault for dying.”

“hey! at least i got that immortality curse gone first!”

the hermits just watch grian bicker with the watcher (whos name, taurtis, was thrown in at some point of grians scolding), while the other watcher- who was name dropped as dom early on- just watches them with an amused smile on his face.

I think it needs to become common knowledge that "inability to read social cues" can show up as overcompensating.

You don't know how much misbehaviour is allowed, so you become the perfect child who never tests rules.

You don't know if someone is irritated with you, so you'll be extra generous and self-effacing.

You don't know how much is expected of you at work so you'll kill yourself in a minimum-wage job and not notice that nobody else is working like this.

"Hardworking and quiet" should be as much of an autism red flag as "ignores rules and doesn't know when to stop talking". Or why don't we just start using words to communicate so i can stop tracking everybody's eyebrow twitches, that would be great.

Reyna my love

👏🏾Education 👏🏾is 👏🏾a 👏🏾right,👏🏾 not👏🏾 a👏🏾 service 👏🏾

Pass along and use the shit out of them

Reyna and Frank agreeing on firing Octavian through a canon is everything to me XD