young justice the fix

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Batkids on their playdates team missions!

A few fun facts:

  • Roy often skips Boy Scout meetings to hang out with Kori and Jason (Don’t tell Ollie)
  • Kyle Rayner is usually hanging with the Troublemakers but had a cold on this particular day and Hal wouldn’t let him leave the house.
  • Cass is wearing Bruce’s old costume (here) that she found in the attic while playing hide and seek with her brothers. Alfred has since made a few alterations to it, of course.
  • That stuffed cat looking thing behind Damian was made by Dick. Alfred has been teaching him how to sew and he practices by making tons of plush for his siblings! (They’re finally starting to look like actual animals)
  • Don’t worry, Alfred fixed Mr. Moo.
Can't Believe CW The Flash Just Pulled A Young Justice Season 2 Episode 20 on Us All.

Like I didn’t need these feels.

anonymous asked:

Oh just a quick fix I think it's "no me dejes" instead of "no me dejas" anyways I loved the drabble with Jaime and if you could write another one with "We’re hiding from the authorities and it’s very close quarters in here, I can feel your body against mine" I'd honestly cry 💕💕

“I told you this was a bad idea,” you pant, leaning back against the damp wall of the warehouse. “This was a really, really bad idea.”

“Okay, I get it,” he nearly spits, bending over and resting his hands on his knees. “Next time, we’ll go with your plan.”

The sound of angry footsteps echoes throughout the hall, and you curse as you pull him closer by his shoulders, pressing the two of you as flat against the wall as possible.

“Power down your armor,” you hiss, shaking him slightly.

“W-wha–”

“Your eyes, Jaime. They glow in the suit. Power. Down. Your. Armor.”

He makes a soft noise in acknowledgment and, against Khaji Da’s reluctance, he allows the suit to retract, nearly yelping when you grab him by his shirt-collar and yank him closer.

“Shit,” he spits through grit teeth, bracing his arms against the wall. He can feel you tense underneath him as voices bounce around the empty corridor, and he prays to anything that might be listening that your clothes are dark enough to keep you hidden. He watches from his peripherals as the thugs tear through the room, barking orders to each other.

He presses even closer, trying his hardest to shield you and ignoring the warmth of your body against his own. He shudders slightly from the feel of your breath panting softly against his ear, and in a fleeting moment of desperation, he wishes that the two of you were pressed so close in a different context.

He pushes the thought to the back of his mind, however, and he waits anxiously until the room is cleared and the thugs move on. The both of you let out sighs, and you deflate against him, resting your forehead against his shoulder and giggling softly.

Everything goes blank, then, and he faintly registers the sound of Khaji Da tittering angrily, but he pays it no mind as he tangles his fingers in your hair and tilts your head back, surging forward and slanting his mouth over yours. You grunt in surprise, but you don’t resist, leaning into his desperate kiss as you fist your hands in the material of his shirt before moving to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer.

The two of you stay like that, for a moment, kissing each other desperately, taking all that the other will give, before you finally come to your senses and shove him away, panting softly as you wipe at your mouth.

“As much as I’d like to keep making out, we’re still not done here,” you point out, smirking wryly. “Let’s finish the mission and then we can continue where we left off, yeah? I don’t really feel like getting a lecture from Nightwing.”

As fuzzy as Jaime’s brain is, he can at least nod dumbly, starting slightly when Khaji Da breaks out his armor.

“That was completely unnecessary, Jaime Reyes,” the Scarab scolds. “I could have easily powered down the armor without exposing you.”

“I know,” he says quietly, grinning to himself as he starts to follow behind you. “But there’s no fun in that, hermano. None at all.”

Very small update/part I know I’m sorry I’ve been very busy and stressed lately working on other projects so I kinda forgot how to draw the two (ಥ﹏ಥ). Please forgive me. 

Oooo but spring break is coming so I will be able to post the next part in two weeks (hopefully) it will be longer, I promise. 

Part: 1 | 2 | 3

Headcanon: @coredesignixandnekonee

By the way I named this comic, “Not Funny”. Get it? Cuz I’m not funny. (._.) 

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Letting Go - birdflashshipper (kateshines) - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]
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It is with a HUGE amount of pride that I present the first chapter of the fic that I have been working on for four months: Letting Go. 

This is a Birdflash fix-it fic that takes place immediately following Endgame, the last episode of season two of Young Justice. This will have approximately thirty-two chapters. I have already written the entire story, so you will be getting weekly chapters posted for the next thirty-two weeks.


This is a post season two, hurt/comfort, slow burn, fix-it fic.It WILL end happily, but there will be a lot of angst along the way, so buckle up.

You can contact me on Twitter @birdsgoflying, on here, or on AO3 at Birdflashshipper (Kateshines).

Can we just talk about the Young Justice episode in season two titled “The Fix” which basically told children, teens, parents, and everyone that watched it with mental illness that you can fix yourself. That you might not see it but there are people that care and wish to help but they can’t do it alone and neither can you. 

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Eagle Rising - Chapter 1 - Star_seeker - Young Justice (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]
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So.  I did a thing.

If y’all wanna read my stupid self-insert fix-it, here you go.

(I blame @azure-quill and my little sister for convincing me to go to this level of self-indulgence and share my nonsense with the Internet.)

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