karanguni: (BATMAN and NIGHTWING)
Third in the Better Dead Than Lead arc.

So leave me where the kids are all right

Fandom: Batman/Batman Beyond
Characters: Bruce, Dick, Terry
Rating: PG
Warning: Hints of slash. Hints of problematic family relations. Lots of hints, too.
Summary: Dick, boy wonders, and also Batmen.

(Follows on the heels of a 50 year displacement into the world of Terry McGinnis.)

5104 words and more inter-Batclan relationship tsunamis. \o/

You're using your command voice, Dick wants to tell Bruce. Do you realise that? )

[edit:] Ow, do my hands hurt from this "drabble arc". Right, K, whatever floats your boat...
karanguni: (DICK swings weird)
I'm not sure if I'm allowed to call this a "drabble" arc anymore...

And lead is light as a feather

Fandom: Batman/Batman Beyond
Rating: PG
Characters: Bruce, Dick, Terry
Warnings: Assumes RotJ has happened. Assumes comics!history. Bruce, because this man deserves a warning all on his own. Typical Batman Relationships (TM).
Summary: Following his 50 year displacement, Dick learns about all the things that have - and have not - changed in the era of Terry McGinnis.

Second in the Better Dead than Lead arc.

4746 words and I'm not even halfway through the list of tiny things I'm supposed to write and oh god, Bruce, why do you have mental sex with everyone?

It's automatic for Dick to say, 'It wasn't your fault.' )
karanguni: (BATMAN and NIGHTWING)
This is me, biting off more than I can chew again! 8D 8D Recommended listening for this fic: Underworld - Moaner, from the Batman and Robin soundtrack. Around about 2:32 is where I imagine Dick starting to run really fast and ajlsfkjaslkfj okay stopping here.

Companion drabble-arc other-side-of-the-AU thing to the Counting Down The Hours drabble-arc-thing. Titles stolen from Ted Leo once more, for even greater justice!


Gold is just a trick of the light

Fandom: Batman/Batman Beyond
Characters: Dick, Terry
Rating: PG
Warnings: Assumes comics!canon for Beyond!canon. Post-RotJ, in some fluffy canonspace.
Summary: You're not - allowed - to be a junkie when you - belong - to this - family, but -

1213 words and I have no idea where I am going with this except that there will be grief and a lot of terror and oh god, I am so sorry, DC.

'Is this your idea of a sick joke?' He looks down at the blue stripe across Dick's chest like it's an ugly scar. )

 

A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax