Nightwing and Robin have yet to reveal any information about themselves to their teammates, all the Young Justice squad knows about them is that they are both the proteges of Batman. So what happens when a certain known criminal with a red helmet finds his way into the mountain, followed shortly by an announcement of...
After a mishap at the Batcave, Jason Todd, Timothy Drake, and Damian Wayne find themselves transported back in time to when Dick Grayson was on Young Justice.
" my patroclus. " First grade, that's when it all started. When the boy with the ridiculous name and messy, blond hair ran into another boy with a ridiculous name and tanned, ebony skin. They grew jointed at the hip, one was only seen with the other. Achilles loved running, he loved telling everyone about his day; Pa...
It has been 20 years since Dick Grayson went missing. 15 year since he was declared dead. 10 years since a virus killed off all the Talons and the Court of Owls. 1 year since anyone thought about Richard Grayson. Until Terry, the new Batman finds a boy trapped in the ice. How will everyone cope with Dick's return and...
What if Tony had convinced Steve to sign the accords immediately after the tunnel incident? What if Bucky had been sent to a psychiatric facility rather than Wakanda, and the downfall of the Avengers had never happened? James Buchanan Barnes is a walking shadow of his former self. His mind is a mess of half-memories...
A love story set in a world of war When two men shouldn't be on a dancefloor Yet they were stuck like glue forevermore The asthmatic Steve and his protector Bucky Oh how they were so lucky 'Til the end of the line, they swore. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Set in the canon MCU timeline, this is my take on...
' "Put her down, Bucky." It was Steve. Staring up into Bucky's eyes that were now glued to the captain, Brenna saw the soft blue turn to steel. A low growl grumbled in his throat. He gently placed her back onto her feet, whipping a knife out of his belt. He pushed Brenna behind him protectively. Backing away with ca...
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...