Nuts! Nuts!

I’d like to think that in Iris’s explanation to a newly not VR sedated Bart that she failed to mention that in the past, cops aren’t villains (only by a hair tho) and so when he goes and meets everyone it’s all fine and dandy for a while.

But something happens that isn’t superhero level where like say, Someone breaks into their house and they don’t know who (idk random crime stuff) and Max says he’s calling the cops. Bart immediately just starts SOBBING these angry tears, blabbering about how “I can’t believe you’d sell me out?? I thought you loved me why would you bring them here?” And it took Max so long to calm him down enough to tell him that the cops weren’t the bad guys and that was the first clue Max ever got into what Bart’s past was like in the future.

OR ALTERNATIVELY Barry (and this is still around the time Bart Idolises him cause they haven’t interacted much at this point, before he figured out Barry distanced himself from Bart personally) makes a casual mention about his job while Bart snuck away to Central to learn more about his freshly resurrected Grandpa. “I work in CCPD, but not as a Cop, just the crime scene analyst.” And he’s suddenly very confused cause Bart is completely pale and wide eyed with fear, shaking slightly as he makes an excuse about finishing his homework and speeding back to Manchester. That’s the first time he’s ever seen Bart afraid and it was directed at him. Needless to say, he never talked about his job around Bart ever again.

A birdflash Short story

Based off of the story line from 'Titans: Rebirth' Vol. 1

My name is Wally West and I'm the fastest man alive. I've been away for a while. My last fight made me get lost in a space outside of time. The speed force. I was so alone and afraid. But there was always something to bring me back. My lightning rod. I don't know if I'm ready to face them again. Or if they're ready to see me alive.

"Who are you?" An escrima stick was held to my head as I crouched on the floor of my old apartment, looking at a photo I always kept with me. There's one thing I forgot to mention. No one remembers me.

"Dick?" I stand and turn, face-to-face with the elusive Hero, Nightwing.

"How do you know that name?" His face contorts into a scowl. Ah, the infamous batglare. "I don't know who you are--" he flipped over the desk that separated us. "How did you get in here?"

"Dick! Please, stop! I'm not here to hurt--" my sentence was cut short by him going to tackle me but a jolt of electricity shooting back and shocking him. I stare at my fingertips in disbelief. okay, weird.

"Did you just tase me?" he grips his palm with a wince. "What the hell, Wally? What was--" He stops, eyes widening. "Wally?" He asked himself. He know me. He knows me! "I don't understand." He mutters as I rush to his side to help him up. "I know you. I know your name..." he continued to talk to himself under his breath. "...but I don't know how."

"I'll explain soon, I promise." I whisper in his ear once pulled in a hug. It was short lived once I pushed him away and resumed my hero posture. "But first... Where are the Titans?"

"Right here." A voice said, from neither me or Dick.

I turn to see my old team surrounding us, weapons all ready. I see Dick's eyes widen from behind the mask from the corner of my vision.

"AH. Hi, guys." Okay Wally. Work fast. They don't remember either. How'd I do that zappy thing.

"Man, did you pick the wrong apartment to bust into, pal." Roy quipped, aiming his quiver straight at me.

They came at me from all side, Roy first. His rock steady determination, though he wasn't expecting me to be fast enough to dodge his arrow.

Then Donna and her protective fury when anyone hurts the ones she loves. I easily evaded her punch.

Lilith and her vulnerable mind to find the Truth. "I sense the intruder has done something to Nightwing! His mental patterns have been altered." She announced. Oh boy.

"What have you done to him?" Garth threw an unwavering punch. How can I prove that I'm not an enemy? They need to remember.

"You guys need to stop!" Dick tried reaching for me but was held back by Donna.

"Who is he?" She scowled as I avoided another blow with my speed.

"It doesn't matter who you are--" Lilith yelled, reaching her powers out and I fall down in pain. "--you can't outrun your own thoughts!" I scream.

"S'okay. We got him!" uhm. Ow. The when-all-else-fails Harper Hook. But when his punch hit, the sparks fly again. The memory dam bursts. He falls to the floor on his knees, cradling his head.

"What are you doing to my friends?" Donna attacked from behind. More sparks. More memories.

"He put Donna into some kind of trance!" Lilith yelled. "Grab him, Garth, and--" She was cut off as they both grab my arms. Sparks fly.

"Wally..." Lilith pulled her hood down. "It's wally." Tears welled in her eyes.

"Wally?" Donna stood back up. "Wally?!"

"I don't understand..." Garth ran a hand through his hair.

Dick still had yet to say something. Staring.

"Dick--" I started. I never figured out what I was going to say.

"Four years." He said, standing from the position I left him in from before the fighting began. "Four years! That's how long It's been!" He lashed out in anger, tears slipping past his mask. The others watched in somber silence. "You..." He started breaking down. "You were alive all along?" His voice cracked.

"Not exactly." I sighed, walking to him. "I was trapped in the speed force. It took me a while but I figured it out." I took his hand. This wasn't exactly how I planned for this to happen but it's now or never. "I needed something strong to bring bring me back." His masked eyes locked with mine and I could almost imagine those wide blue iris underneath it. "My lightning rod."

The way his mask contorted his eyes seemed to grow wider. I leaned closer and paused, waiting for a reaction. Our lips just barley grazing. I could feel his breath hitch on my face. We're so close.

Before I got the chance to doubt myself he lunged forward and connected our lips, holding me close with his arms around my neck. I gripped his waist like a lifeline.

Roy whistled from the sidelines. "It's about time." It was all background noise to me. I was in complete bliss.

Finally, I'm home.

I want Bart to go feral on his family. I want him to snap and fight to be treated better than he is because he deserves better and he’s not a pushover, i don’t know why anyone would ever think that of him. Iris and Joan is pretty great to him, but Barry, Wally and Jay deserve to be yelled at, scolded, punched, anything.

THIS

I've been thinking a lot about Jaybart lately, even wrote half of two one-shots that I might post soon, since I'm bored, and have nothing to do, here are some hcs of them that I have and intend to work on some future fanfics:

Sometimes, while the other is sleeping, they lie awake counting the other's breathing just to make sure they are alive. Neither of them knows about it. Bart does this more often, but Jason spends more time awake counting his breaths.

Jason cooks and Bart cleans. Bart can't cook to save his life, but he makes decent coffee.

Bart has freckles all over his body and Jason often compares them to stars, when they are alone he tries to kiss each of his freckles.

Bart's love language is physical touch and words of affirmation, so Jason has always one arm around his shoulders or waist, sometimes he lays his head on Bart's shoulder and when no one is looking he leaves a kiss on his neck or whispers in his ear 'I love you'

Jason's love language is quality time and acts of service. Bart always tries to find a way to go to Jason's apartment and spend some time with him, they talk, watch movies and sometimes just enjoy each other's company. 'I love you' for Jason is not in words, but it is in the little things. In the coffees that Bart makes for him, in the early hours of waking up together, in the silence while Jason cooks and Bart helps him chopping the vegetables.

Bart made (read: forced) Jason to watch all the Star Wars films

Whenever the two watch a film/series, Bart develops a crush on one of the actors and talks about it for weeks and Jason just agrees that most of them are actually hot

Most people don't know that they date. Bart always says he has a boyfriend, but never says his name instead he describes his boyfriend as 'a literature student who loves cooking and Jane Austen and Virginia Woolf books' and he always has fun seeing people's reactions when Jason appears and kisses him.

Roy can't stand being in the same room as them, he always says that they look at each other with puppy ​​eyes or like they're ready to fuck right there

Sometimes Bart wears skirts and dresses, Jason thinks he looks really beautiful wearing it.

Tim was the first to know they were together, he accidentally walked into the kitchen and saw them kissing (his reaction was similar to Ross's in friends but with less screams)

On their first Valentine's Day together, the two forgot it was Valentine's Day and spent the day watching horror movies and eating pizza.

Bart always listens to Tim and Jason's complaints about each other and finds it funny how the two always end up saying "How is he your best friend/boyfriend?”

Bart always pulls Jason's blanket over while sleeps.

Tim constantly walks over while they are almost having sex, most of the time he screams 'my eyes!' and Jason finds something to throw at him.

They are not a clingy couple, no pet names, no matching accessories, not so many pda, except for a few kisses, and a hand on the other's shoulder or waist, and they barely talk about the relationship with others, the reasons many people don't know they are dating is precisely this. They are very private, and none of them are afraid to provoke, disagree or upset the other.

Everyone Lived.

Everyone lived. When Harry was born, Lily hardly saw him because Sirius was fitting him into a tiny leather jacket, Remus was reading to him, and James was already trying to sneak him to the Quidditch supply store to get Harry his first toy broom. Christmases were spent with full bellies and rooms stuffed with laughter, and there wasn’t a single person without flushed cheeks from all the wine. Lily’s eyes sparkled, and there was always a joke on the tip of James’ tongue. All Harry knew was love, love, love, from every corner of the universe.

Everyone lived, and every Thursday afternoon, Sirius and Remus took Harry to the “library”, which was the secret word they taught him for the ice cream parlor. With each trip, they ordered the biggest sundae that was offered with three spoons, and Harry always ate nearly all of it. They kept it up until the day Harry asked Lily to take him to the library and, when confronted with the shelves piled high with books, he asked her where they went to order their ice cream.

Remus and Sirius got married when Harry was three, and Harry was the ring bearer. Lily cried the first time she saw him in his tiny dress robes. They were just long enough that he nearly tripped halfway up the aisle. There wasn’t a single pair of dry of eyes in the audience that day.

Everyone lived, and on Harry’s sixth birthday, he celebrated alongside Neville with all their friends and family. James gave Harry his first set of toy Quidditch balls. He, Ron, Neville, Draco, and Ginny all played together until Draco pushed Neville off his broom and into the cake Alice had spent hours working on. Lily tried so hard not to laugh at Neville’s frosting-covered face, but instead she went beet red and gave herself away to everyone.

Draco said he was sorry. He actually meant it.

Everyone lived, and the moms had a Lockhart book club, which consisted of everyone getting wine-drunk and complaining about their husbands together. Draco, Neville, Harry and Ron eavesdropped and reported back to their dads, who were standing around the kitchen armed with beer, about what they did wrong that week. Each of the meetings somehow coincidentally ended with each of the men stopping by to bring their respective wives bouquets of flowers or boxes of chocolate “because they just felt like it.”

Everyone lived, and Draco and Harry were friends, believe it or not. When Narcissa and Lucius had a date night, they dropped Draco off at the Potters. James told them scary stories in the darkness of their blanket tent. Lily used magic to cast shadows all over their living room, and Harry and Draco wouldn’t sleep for the rest of the night. But Lily kissed each of their foreheads and assured them each that everything would be fine, because she and James would never let anything bad happen to either of them.

She meant it.

Draco and Harry stayed up until their eyelids were simply too heavy to bear, but Harry managed to remain awake till Draco was completely asleep before closing his eyes. It was one of the most peaceful things he’d ever seen. He wasn’t exactly sure why he thought that. Not yet, anyways.

Everyone lived. Everyone got a little bit older. The kids all went off to Hogwarts, somehow managing to stuff themselves all into one train compartment, even with Hermione once she joined. Draco and Harry got put into different houses, which was a relief to everyone around them. “they already bickered like a married couple without rooming together,” Ron said when they were first sorted, “I don’t want to think about what we’d have to deal with if they were sharing a dorm.”

The only time Harry and Draco forgot about their friendship was when they played against each other in Quidditch. There were no rules when you needed to be the first one to the snitch.

(I suppose there weren’t any rules when it came to making out with your best friend in an empty corridor after drinking half a bottle of fire whiskey, either.)

Sixth year came with sly glances and brushing fingertips in the hallway; throwing all caution to the wind and risking friendship for feelings Harry and Draco had been denying since they were kids. Ron and Hermione exchanged knowing looks, but no one said a word. Not even when Harry inconspicuously crept out of bed nearly every night at half past two with his Invisibility cloak in tow, not returning until the sun was just peeking out over the mountains, if at all. He looked happier than ever that year, secrets tugging on the corners of his mouth every time he spoke.

Everyone lived, and when Draco and Harry came out to their families their seventh year, everyone groaned. “You owe me ten Galleons,” was the first thing James said to Lucius, and Harry knew then that everything was going to be okay.

Because everyone was here, surrounding him, breathing, alive. They all hugged him and Draco at once, cheeks smooshed together, a mess of laughter and “I love you’s” and kisses on foreheads. They were all connected then, their pulses stitching them together with a bond Harry knew nothing could break.

They all knew hurt; they knew pain and suffering, and they knew loss, but most of all, they knew each other. They knew love, and they knew hope.

As they stood there, a giant amoeba of people from all walks of life, some more challenging than others, Harry let go of the breath he felt as though he had been holding for his entire life.

here is a star for everyone who’s not feeling their best today (🌟)

Me. Just me.

Overlord looking over his minions work.

I love the idea of Bart integrating himself into the batfam, but totally under the radar of Tim.

Bart likes hanging out with Tim from the comics, as he’s stated on multiple occasions. So I can imagine he visits the manor too when he gets the chance. Thing is, Tim isn’t usually there either so that leaves Bart with the decision “go home and be bored or find a new victim”… Find a new victim it is.

One day Tim and Bart go to the manor together after an exceptionally long mission and Tim just missed his friend so he invites him over.

Clue #1 Tim picks up on, Alfred greets them at the door and says hello to Bart fondly, Bart even calling him “Alfie”.

Clue #2, if Dick is around he cheerfully waves at them both and gives Bart a small noogie. Not too out of the ordinary, Nightwing assists the titans- their team, so they know each other.

Clue #3, and Tim is now sus as Hell about the situation, Jason and Bart have just cracked some crazy, elaborate inside joke they share and are laughing about it hysterically. Tim is in shock at his elder brothers mirth.

Clue #4, Tim is about to put everyone under interrogation lights because this is just too weird. Damian snaps something rude at Tim, and Bart laughs with an arm flung around the demons shoulder asking if he’s seen the latest chopstick cat video.

At this point, he thought he couldn’t get more surprised, but then Clue #5 walks in. Bruce shows up and looks at Bart saying “Back so soon?” In that teasing dad voice only the batkids hear and Tim is just in awe.

Steph and Cass come in soon after and Bart’s babbling on about the next “girls night” and Tim just wants to either drown in coffee or pass out for the next 80 years, or at least until the next apocalypse.

All in all, Bart in the Batfam plz.

People forget Bart is canonically a SK8R boi so here’s your reminder 💕✨