Makeshift League (2797 words) by marcelo Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DC Animated Universe (Timmverse) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clark Kent/Lois Lane/Bruce Wayne Characters: Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Bruce Wayne Summary:
It's good for them. That doesn't mean they are good at it.
From the fic's notes: I dislike Heroes in Crisis rather a lot, but the concept of a Sanctuary using Virtual Reality for the psychological treatment of heroes is a fascinating one, so here's a take — not quite canon's — on how it works for the Trinity. Well, sort of.
Therapeutic Environments (334 words) by marcelo Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DCU (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman) Summary:
An artificial intelligence capable of creating arbitrary virtual reality scenarios makes for an incredibly capable therapist.
On the other hand, this is the Trinity we're talking about.
Title: Requiescat in Pace, Bruce Wayne Fandom: DCU Rating: PG13 Author Notes: DC has given some spoilers about Bruce's return (that he will return was, of course, only to be expected). I haven't seen them, but I'm guessing they have nothing to do with this.
He can rest. Human civilization is barely beginning. There's little society, and no crime to speak of. Nothing for him to do. The timestream is too fragile as it is, and Gotham is a mirage in the far future, so to preserve his city he will do, for once in his life, precisely nothing at all.
The Paleolithic sky is clean and beautiful. Bruce rests on a shallow hill, looking at the stars with eyes that feel younger than they have any right to. Perhaps it's the world, or perhaps just himself.
It's a young planet. Ten thousand years, give or take, before Earth has the technology and organization to resist invasions from space, or to keep immortal madmen like Ra's al Ghul and Vandal Savage in check. Only sheer luck had stood between humanity and them.
Bruce sighs, entirely unsurprised by what some of his least empirically-minded colleagues-to-be would call 'fate'. Standing up, he begins calculations to orient himself using the far past's stars. It's probably around a thousand miles to the nearest Lazarus Pit.
This is another attempt at -but not another version of- The Mirror of Dreams; if you haven't read it, read this one first, I think it works better if you weren't spoiled.
Title: The Mirror of Dreams, Take Two Rating: PG13 Fandom: DCU
From an earlier post: By the way, I'm still not writing the fic where there was never an Alfred until J'onn happened to walk by the wrong alley during the right night, took Bruce in and telepathically retconned Alfred Pennyworth into everybody's mind.
This isn't that fic, but what came out when I tried to write it.
Title: Mobius Paths Fandom: DC AU Rating: PG13 Summary: Sometimes there are many ways to save somebody. And sometimes there are none.
weird
tired
lonely
stressed
blank
rushed