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sister-cna-reader · 1 year
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DC x DP
“Do you know anyone willing to date a ghost-touched woman over 6ft tall?” 
Barbara Gordon blinked slowly at the lanky teenager who asked the question. His arms were full of astronomy books and he was leaning in close as if it was a serious question. 
“It depends? I’m a librarian, not a matchmaker.” she replied, holding her hands out for the books to scan. “Why are you asking? It’s an awfully specific criteria.” 
Daniel Nightingale was the name of the boy before her. Just registered in the library system a little under 3 months ago. 17 years old and with that black hair, sky blue eyes and scars on the hand partially covered by a fingerless glove- Wayne adoption bait. 
“My older sister is great and all.” he said, fidgeting with his sleeves, “But I think she needs to live a little you know? She’s so.. So….” he made a compressing motion with his hands, like packing a snowball. 
“Repressed?” Barbara suggested, scanning the book on the Hubble Telescope. 
With a snap of his fingers he grinned. “Exactly! Now if only I could find a guy for her that is ghost-touched…” he muttered under his breath.  
“What do you mean by ‘ghost- touched’?” 
“Oh you know,” he mimicked the paddles of a defibrillator, “Clear!” he chuckled. 
Did this lady have a heart attack? Heart problems? 
“I died but it didn’t stick, so someone who is like me would be good. Then we wouldn’t have to explain the whole thing.” 
“Oh, I see.” the redhead said, not understanding much at all. “Due date for the books is in one month. I’ll keep an eye out for your sister?” 
Danny nodded and gathered all the books into a beat up backpack. “You can’t miss her. Long red hair, super tall, looks like she’ll either have a nervous breakdown or murder someone if you bump into her.” 
Barbara could only nod in agreement to the boy as he seemed to float out of Gotham Public Library. 
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Jazz was ready to shove her little not-quite-dead brother into the Fenton Thermos. She was doing well at her counseling position at the University, but Danny had insisted that her newfound hours of free time should be used in romantic pursuits.
“If you had friends you hung out with I won’t pester you. But Jazz! You need to do something fun!” He had said from the kitchen counter, hair glowing and eyes like two green beacons. “Live a little! We’re already part dead! Let go!” 
So she trudged her way to the Public Library. If she had to get out of the house to shut her brother up, she’d at least be an introvert about it. 
Jazz put on her best pleasant face and made her way to the librarian’s desk to get registered. 
The woman behind the counter was like looking into a warped mirror. Glasses, hair just a shade brighter, and eyes the wrong color looked back at her in mirrored surprise. 
“Bad hair day?” the mirror image guessed, pointing at the slouchy hat and messy bun that contained the mass of copper hair that Jazz hadn’t cut in the last year. 
“Uh yeah. Little brother was pestering me about going out, so I’m here for a library card.” Jazz rambled, doing her best to not play with the strap of her purse. 
“I’m Barbara, and welcome to Gotham Public Library!” The woman smiled warmly. 
When Jazz handed over her ID for Barbara to input the required information in the database the lady smirked. “I met your brother a few days ago actually. Tall, scrawny, likes space?”
Jazz groaned. “I’m so sorry about him.” 
The librarian’s glasses were white from the monitor. “Oh don’t worry about it, I know how younger siblings are. They mean well, they’re just annoying about it.” 
Card squared away, Jazz went in search of a quiet corner to read a trashy romance novel in. 
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Jason took his rare day off to visit the Library. He was also going to drop off a coffee for Barbara, and maybe sweet talk some info out of her. 
He needed some blackmail to lord over some birds. 
“Jason! How good to see you in the daylight! Oh! Coffee! Gimmie,” his favorite tech person greeted. 
Coffee offering made, Jason and Barbara traded information. 
“You should take a load off.” She suggested, waving him away towards the adult fiction shelves as some patrons came to check out. “See you at dinner Sunday!” 
The building was warm today, rare sunlight coming through the skylights and windows, making his leather jacket too hot to wear indoors. And there was nothing else pressing on his schedule today, so why not read a bit? 
Austen novel in hand, Jason made his way to his favorite reading nook. Instead of the two empty armchairs he’d push together into a lounge, there was a woman already there, firmly in the ray of sun that made her red hair look like fire. 
Her long legs were stretched out, boots cluncking together in a slow rhythm as she read. 
“Oh,”  
Bright green eyes startled and looked at him dead in the eyes. He blinked, and they were no longer green but a calming ocean blue.  
“Sorry,” she said, folding her legs back to let him pass. 
“Nah, it’s okay, I kind of want to soak in some sun too. Mind sharing?” Jason offered, fully prepared to leave the tall amazon alone.  But deep down he felt something warm and grow fuzzy. 
“Sure,” she scooted her chair over and pulled the other closer so they both shared the spot of sun. “I’m Jazz.” 
He sat down next to her and the scent of her shampoo reminded him of the herby bread that Alfred made with soup. She stretched out again and he realized that her legs were much longer then his. 
“I’m Jason.”
Inside the pit barely rippled. 
Her phone beeped and she opened the beat-up thing to scoff. “Danny for Ancient’s sake,” she typed something out only for another beep to immediately reply.  
Jason frowned. “Danny your boyfriend?” 
Blue eyes met him in an exasperated roll. “No. He's just a little brother who can’t mind his own business. Now he wants a selfie to prove ‘I’m not alone being a cave troll.’ Just a sec.” 
She started to angle away to send a picture of her flipping off the phone, but Jason pulled her closer and let his arm be visible around her shoulders in the selfie. He hadn’t thought, just acted. 
There was a surprising amount of muscle under that sweater.
The pit purred in pleasure and Jason wanted to melt into the floor. 
Jazz giggled, her smile showing teeth that were just a little too sharp. “Oh he’ll be happy with this I think. Only thing that would be better is if you had a big black motorcycle. That’d send him through the roof.” 
His breath hitched. The sun must’ve been too hot, and he felt himself grow warm under that bright smile. 
“Would a black and red motorcycle do?”  Was this flirting? Was he flirting? Was it working? He hoped it was working.
Those eyes lit up again and she tossed the book onto the chair, towering over him. “That’s perfect. He hates the idea of me on a motorcycle with a biker boyfriend.” 
Jason stood up and tossed his jacket to Jazz with a feral smile. “Let’s get you some pictures riding a motorcycle my lady.” 
The pit crowed in happiness, a rare thing when not caused by blood or murder. He made sure to get a few pictures of her on his bike with his own phone before remembering it should really be on Jazz’s phone, to send to Jazz’s brother. 
Not wanting the fun time to end, he put his helmet in her hands. “I know a good burger joint. Want to stay out late? See some sights?”
He was so focused on the redhead woman in his leather jacket straddling his bike, he forgot about the other redhead with access to the security cameras.
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eldrichidiot · 1 year
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Absolutely amazing commission from @herbatahleb go commission them rn it’s required to view the photo
I feel like this meme definitely fits them so well
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ekat-fandom-blog · 1 year
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Half-sibling
Jazz works as a therapist for Arkham and is dating Jason.
They're having a family introductory dinner. Danny and Jazz arrive at the same time and the Bats (except Duke Tim and Damian) are confused. "Why does that kid look like Tim?"
Tim comes down stairs and is confused "did Bruce adopt another kid?"
Jazz and Danny look at Tim and wonder for a few seconds whether Danny was cloned again. To avoid mass confusion, Jazz decides to ask their parents if they're related to the Drakes.
Turns out Jack Drake isn't Tim's biological father, it's Jack Fenton. Jack Drake was infertile and Maddie and Jack were in a bit more of an open relationship back then. Because the Drakes made Maddie and Jack sign a non-disclosure agreement and some other legal things (and paid them a ridiculous amount of money), the 3 kids were never told about the other family.
Then Duke and Damian walk into the conversation, having missed most of it. Duke forgets himself and just blurts out "why does that guy glow?"
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kobol1 · 1 year
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@stealingyourbones @gilbirda look at what you've made me do! Look at what you've inspired! :D
Infinite Realms Green Lantern Corps Phantom au.
Hal to Watchtower "I've arrived at the location the power ring was last picked up on the scanners I'm in a small city named Amity Park Illinois"
Hal located the building that his power ring is directing him to. A house with a sign that says Fenton Works In bright neon.
As Hal walks up to knock at the front door he sees a ufo-looking contraption on the roof Hal mutters "there's no way that thing is legal to have in a residential area".
A red-headed young woman in her early twenties answered the front door to Fenton Works. Hal's ring recognizes her as Jasmine Madeline Fenton the person the power had been looking for. Hal's ring also recognized that her young brother Daniel James Fenton is also home Madeline Walker Fenton and Jackson James Fenton are not present Hal's ring whispers to him. Good Hal thinks less people to deal with this should be an easy in and out mission.
"So you're Earth's new Green Lantern that the ring has chosen" Jazz looked at Green Lantern Hal Jordan who stood on the front porch of Fenton Works. Jazz had just arrived back home from Gotham after taking some mandatory vacation time from Arkham Asylum. Jazz looked at Hal in his civilian disguise that probably was just his everyday clothes. She mentioned that they should probably talk about this inside. Jazz invited Hal in.
"This is about the Green Lantern ring that came flying through the wall at me isn't it." Jazz said aloud. Hal nodded in yes motion as he moved to walk in.
"Are sure you also aren't here for Danny?" asked Jazz as she stepped aside as the Justice League member walked in through the front door. They headed over to the living room and sat down on the couch. "Why would I be here for your younger brother," Hal asked Jazz in confusion. "Oh, you didn't know Danny had been chosen by a Green Lantern ring back when he was 16" Jazz replied to the Lantern's question. Hal's ring discreetly tells him that there is no record of Danny James Fenton being a part of the Corps.
"Danny! get down here" Jazz yelled upstairs. A groggy sleepy 18-year-old Danny comes down the stairs and into the living room "Jazz you know I just got back from a long-ass patrol Vakta was being a hard ass again I barely got any sleep you know how she is when she's like that. Whoever said you can sleep when you are dead is a filthy liar". Danny stopped in front of the couch sleepily rubbing at his eyes. Hal noticed the Emerald Green ring on his right hand that his power ring was having trouble properly identifying without a more thorough scan according to his ring it was a power ring of some kind.
Danny finally noticed the other person in the room "Oh hey you must be Jason Jazzys boyfriend, Jazz keeps talking about you a lot whenever she calls home, from the way she likes to talk about you I thought you would be a lot younger". "Danny no this isn't Jason" a red-faced Jazz replied, this is Green Lantern Hal Jordan.
Danny cuts Jazz off to say irritatedly "the same Hal Jordan that belongs to the Justice League the same League that ignored our calls for help 4 years ago". "Danny! be nice," Jazz says "maybe now that the Justice League is finally here" Danny has more to say but is cut off by Hal stopping the argument the two siblings were about to have.
Hal jumps in saying that "I am here because your sister Jasmine was chosen by her Green Lantern ring to be Earth's next Green Lantern and you also apparently where chosen by a power ring".
Danny answers Hal "uh you're a little too late for me I've already been contacted by the Green Lantern Corps back when I was 16". Hal answers back by saying that there's no record of you or your power ring back on Oa. Danny replies to Hal " It was the Green Lantern Corps that patrols the Infinite Realms that got intouch with me, my sector is Infinite Realms sector 4348247".
Hal just stares at Danny in confusion. "Uhh hey kid you don't mind if I scan your power ring do you"? Hal asks. "Sure go ahead and scan my ring if that will make you believe me" Danny answers back sarcastically to Hal's question.
Hal chooses to ignore Danny's sarcasm the poor kid looks dead on his feet, and as he scans Danny's ring the results confirm that Danny has an authentic Green Lantern ring and is a member of a Corps called the Infinite Realms Green Lantern Corps. Hal asks for more information and the ring replies that it is unable to access classified information.
Suddenly Hal receives a message directly from the Guardians back on Oa that Green Lantern Hal Jordan Green Lantern Jasmine Madeline Fenton and IRGLC Daniel James Fenton Phantom are to report to Oa immediately. Danny just presses his head into his hands and groans out that it was supposed to be his day off.
So here's a little Snippet of a Danny Phantom Green Lantern Au that I wrote on my notes app on my phone.
Sorry about any spelling and grammar mistakes I wrote this with no sleep. Kek
Feel free to leave a comment and reblog! :D
Masterlist here!
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nerdofspades · 1 year
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Jason and Jazz felt they knew each other pretty well. It would be concerning if they didn't after several months of flirting, a year of dating before moving in together, and a year of actually living together, and now seriously discussing marriage.
The only thing holding them back was that there was no way their respective families would miss that, and they still hadn't told anyone.
Jazz didn't ask why he hadn't told his family or anyone else. She knew he was Red Hood. She'd figured it out a few months after they seriously started going out. And had promptly told him even at her worst she would never tell anyone. She understood that his relationship with Bruce was complicated at the best of times and even with his siblings it wasn't all sunshine and roses.
Jason didn't ask why Jazz hadn't told her family either. While her parents did send care packages they were sporadic at best, seemingly coming at random. And Jazz only ever kept one or two items at most from them, the rest was (sometimes very carefully) disposed of.
In comparison, the packages she sent to her younger brother werr carefully constructed and went out like clockwork. That they always contained at least one heavy duty first aid kit was something Jason did not comment on.
So yeah, Jason didn't need to ask why her parents didn't know. It was pretty clear the only reason she kept contact with them was for Danny.
As for Danny. The kid was a little shit. It wasn't that Jazz didn't want to tell him. It was that his teasing was enough for Jazz to change the topic every time and completely forget she hadn't actually updated him on anything.
He knew Jason existed. Jason was pretty sure Danny knew they were dating. He definitely didn't know they'd moved in together.
All that said, Jason was less surprised than Danny was when he came home after a long patrol to find the teenager in his kitchen patching himself up.
He was a bit more surprised when Danny, a very scrawny kid that was maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet, launched himself across the room like a feral ally cat and attacked Jason. In his own home.
The commotion woke Jazz, and luckily she broke up the fight before anyone got hurt. The ferocity that Danny fought with was impressive and Jason almost slipped a few times.
Either way, kid was placated, patched up, and sent to bed while he glared suspiciously at Jason the entire time.
Jazz didn't ask Danny why he was there. She didn't need to.
When he was gone, Jason suggested telling CPS. Jazz refused. She wouldn't say why, but she insisted it wasn't an option. Jason didn't press further. Jazz always had a reason.
(Jason got some of his answers the next day. First time he was alone with Danny the kid immediately started giving him the shovel talk. And what a shovel talk it was, the kid wouldn't even need the shovel. Jason decided not to mention that Jazz was pregnant.)
(This situation would probably have been fine if they weren't in Gotham. If Jason weren't already hiding his girlfriend from the rest of the Bats. As things were, it was a ticking time bomb.)
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the-witchhunter · 10 months
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Jazz's life was not what she expected it to be at 20. She expected to be in college, to be studying, making friends, calling home on Monday's and hearing her brother telling him about his life and friends.
She did not expect to be living in Gotham under a false name. She did not expect to drop out of school and be working at a mechanic shop. She certainly never thought she'd catch feelings for her boss, one Todd Peter. She didn't expect her dreams of the future to be destroyed, but she still has to live with what's left.
or
Another prompt has infected my brain and I have started ANOTHER fic instead of working on my other WIPs
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kawaiikenna · 1 year
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OK, just wanted to throw this out there. I have seen lots of Jason/Jazz where Jazz is tall as fuck (is it because of Jack's genes or being liminal? I'm just curious on which it is or if its both?) but usualy Danny is also a giant in these stories. Can I just get someone else to see the possibilities of Tank Jazz but with imortal/forever14 Danny?? like pissing off jazz is scary enough, the bats fear her only second to alfred, and the way she talks about her brother, the high king who gained it through right of combat, who will go absolutely feral if you threaten his family, who yes can do the eldrich entity size of a building thing but its honestly as draining if not more as the wail, then one day he just pops up outa nowhere at family dinner night with the waynes dead tired cause he spent last who knows how long at royal court arguing with stupid eyeballs. Sam and Tuck have finals so he dosent want to bug them but he just wants a hug and someone to take care of him for awhile cause he's working himself sick again so Clockwork punted him over with a staybag (including lots of ecto cookies, his favorite star jammies and Bearbert) and a stickynote to Jazz stuck in his hair and everyone else is like "this is him???? this tiny child????" Jason is just happy to finally meet his brother in law who had also set up a house call with Frostbite a while back to fix his pit tainted ecto.
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My dude. My dude, I love this so much!! >w<
I honestly have always headcanoned Danny as forever 14. At least in his ghost/Phantom form. His human/Fenton form still grows and changes and such. This then causes such a severe disconnect between the two that people just assume that Fenton and Phantom are completely separate entities/people.
Now with tall Jazz I’m going to have to say that it’s a combination of both. Like she had always carried Jack’s height in her genes. It just needed to be unlocked somehow. That’s where being ecto-contaminated and liminal come into play. It just kinda fucks around and finds out honestly. Like the exact science is there she just doesn’t really care about it being there.
I do love the idea of where a very sleep deprived and weary Danny is basically forced into taking a sabbatical by Clockwork and the King’s Council. Jazz being the Queen Mother, is the one most qualified to be able to take care of the little King. And so Jazz does exactly that.
Thank you so much for sending me your ideas and headcanons! I love to hear about other people’s thoughts and opinions on things like this. ^w^
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vipower001 · 2 years
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DP x DC prompt (tall Jazz):
I've seen tall Jazz everywhere, so I would like to add to that. This is also a DpxDC crossover because I love Hood simply falling in love with this tall woman.
Anyway, in my idea of tall Jazz, she is like 6'8 but could be 7'0 if you want, but to me, that's her height, and I thought, "what if Danny was tall too." But Danny is shorter than her by like 2 inches, b/c I love the idea of Jazz being taller than her little brother.
So Jazz Lives in Gotham and works at Arkham, and similar to that one Jason X Jazz fic ends up living across from Jason. So they get along and Jason had developed this crush on this Kind, sweet, Giant of a woman that helped him one time when he had to do, I don't know, carry something heavy or something. And so of course him being from a family of detectives, his siblings find out, and so either most of the bat kids followed him to his apartment or just one to see who has got Jason so worked up, and as the elevator doors are about to close leading up to his floor a hand stops them. They look up and in walks this guy that's taller than Jason that looks like he would be the type to be adopted by bruce.
This dude goes to press what floor he is on but realizes they're going to the same floor so doesn't. Jason is just like, "Who is this guy? " "no one lives on that floor beside me and Jazz", or "is he related to her?" As they get off the elevator the Guy says "nice riding with ya" and then walks away. The bat kids leave as well only to be walking behind this dude bc apparently they are going to the same area. The dude then stops in front of Jazz's door and knocks. Jason intrigued takes his time pretending to search for his keys. Suddenly the door to Jazz's swings open and she wraps the guy up in a hug saying, "Little brother!!! I missed you." Jason then is like of course it's her brother why would it be anyone else, they obviously have the Height. (he's ignoring that he felt slightly jealous of this guy thinking he was someone else).
Jazz then notices Jason and his sibiling/s and introduces them to her brother.
"Hey Jason, this is my brother I keep telling you about."
"nice to meet you, I'm Jason and this/these are my sibiling/s"
"Nice to meet you, my name is Danny, my sister talks to me about you"
Cue Jazz and Jason blushing. Jazz usheres Danny inside and says a quick goodbye to Jason and slams the door shut. The Batkids all make fun of Jason for getting flustered and entering his apartment. with the door closed then says, "Well you went lying about the height, I certainly wasn't expecting there to be two of them though" Jason goes, "yeah, Jazz told me her brother was tall too but shorter than her, I thought she meant he was like 5'8 or 6'1, not like 6'6."
and if you want Danny to be shipped with one of the Batkids (excluding Jason) you can have your Bat of choice go, "well...I can definitely see the attraction to the height, Did you see that man"
meanwhile in Jazz's apartment:
Danny- "Sooooo, you never mentioned that your boyfriend died."
Jazz- "He's not my boyfriend and secondly I was just too busy to tell you."
Danny- "yeah, busy with your ~Boyfriend~."
Jazz- "DANNY!"
And that is it... I just really like the idea of the Bats being like wow she's tall to wait...There's another one! and just questioning the Genetics of the family.
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w0oin · 1 year
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Can I get more of Danny with Poison Ivy personality when she's with plant but with ghost. Like he's so tender and careful with ghost than he is with humans. He treats the blobs like ivy treated her plants like precious babies. That Danny met Damian in highschool. Danny always that don't-come-near-me glare but when Damian around he would do 180° changes his behaviors was obvious to the point Damian got the idea that Danny is crushing him. Maybe he ran into an injured red hood. He goes mad and starts attacking Red hood's attacker. Maybe he caught(sense) Cass spying on Jazz and her boyfriend Jason(he was also spying on them). Instead of freaking out Danny smilingly invite her for a drink and asked gently why was she following them(she does the same). Idk how insert Dick here lol. Or Bruce either. Tim there's get smiles and all but the obvious favoritism speak for it self. Duke also get a smile but like Tim. Same with Babs.
I love you for implanting this idea in my head.
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matchstique · 1 year
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Hahaha! I’m in danger :) /j
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For a dtiys by @/kilobaxi1 on twt!
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psychologeek · 1 year
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Look, I made fanarts :) (+looking for a beta!)
"Core Skills" chapter 6 tiny spoilers!
(okay, technically "spoons" (AKA CS chapter 5.5) spoilers, but whatever).
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Anyway - to the fanarts!
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~ Group chat ~
Dani: JONNY 2.0??
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Sam: Jazz, no
Tuck: Jazz, no
Danny: Jazz, NO
val: idk. He is hot
Tuck: VAL, NO
Sam: you weren't here during this...
Danny: NO.
Danny:Also, SHE'S MY SISTER
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Accept the people I cannot change, have the courage to change the one I can and the wisdom to know that one is me.
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I think when my great-grandma told me to ‘hate the sin, but love the sinner’, the context was foster care. Though to be honest, after foster care is a blurry time even for me. I just know she didn't like me remaining angry at those people, even though it really was justified.
Since then, of course, most of the people around me essentially taught me that my pain and anger are not important enough to make a stink about. So I learned to bottle it all up and suppress it. It's gone on for over twenty years now, and I don't really know how to handle it yet. I'm actually still afraid of it, because it's gone on for so long just festering and is like an inferno now.
I fucking hate the impact of Christianity on the concept of forgiveness (more specifically where it entirely took over the people's culture). Because of the existence of fundamentalism, our cultural hegemony has a really toxic view of it. They say you absolutely have to forgive those who hurt you, even if they never change their behavior. Because supposedly, it shows how good and ‘pure’ you are to just let that shit go. Basically just pretend it never happened, God/Jesus will make it all better. If you don't forgive everyone, you're not saved.
No. No, no, and no! Absolutely not! Fuck that shit.
I don't have to forgive anyone who doesn't actually want to do better. There was one thing my youngest uncle said shortly after I graduated high school, and he was right, actually (tragic, the worst person you know actually has a point; this is just me being bitter and sarcastic about it, you can absolutely just ignore this bit that's struck out if you want). Just saying sorry doesn't always cut it (I don't think he totally understood the implications of that, but he said it either way). So no, I don't have to do jack fucking shit if they never actually want to change for the better.
With all that said, for some, if they did change their attitudes and behaviors, I would gladly have back in my life. I miss my cousins dearly, they basically became my siblings. I hate being the family villain, shunned for ultimately landing that specific uncle in prison for abusing me. But ultimately, it's their choice if we come back together, not mine.
-Galaco ☄️😺
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moonbean88 · 9 months
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woman-child91 · 9 months
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I’m definitely Chris. Which is why I erupt on rare occasions. But, it’s like a volcanic eruption!
Anger Management Teacher: Chris, on the other hand is a 0.5.
Chris: See? I have my anger under control.
Anger Management Teacher: Actually, it’s not good to have an underdeveloped anger reflex either. When anger is repressed… it can erupt in spontaneous bursts.
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jdsquared · 1 year
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Nedarim 22a
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