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01 September 2011 @ 12:00 am
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(Anonymous) on October 12th, 2011 04:12 am (UTC)
Filled - Ghosts Among Them
This was written before the New52 came out and the characterizations are largely based on TT promo cover/art.


They live with ghosts. Ghosts they can't see or hear. The ghosts are there, shaping every move they make.


Bart doesn't slow down for anyone. He runs: blurs and dashes between them like a slip of wind. He races beyond the boundaries of his mentor and shucks the constraints of the world. He laughs and tosses his head when others yell, but he stops when Tim holds out a hand and smirks.

He stops when Kon crosses his arms and shakes his head.

He stops when Cassie puts her hands on her hips and an amused scowl crosses her face.

He stops when they want him to; because there are ghosts that smile at him and fondly call him 'Imp'.

>His ghost is less than a slip of wind. It's small and powerful and so very very young. It flashes like lightning and vibrates with excess energy. It laughs without cares and its smile is as wide as its face.<


Tim is silent. He speaks to everyone, but he never tells them anything. He speaks in a low voice and integrates himself as only a former Robin can. He becomes the shadows and bright reflections in the windows. He evades all attempts to share his secrets, but he talks for hours when Kon flies him off to enjoy the summer sun.

He talks when Cassie folds herself onto the couch beside him.

He talks when Bart leans over his desk and chatters about nothing.

He talks when they want him to; because there are ghosts that roll their eyes and stay with him in his darkest hours.

>His ghost is something between a shadow and reflection. It's brightly colored and dangerous and funny in a way few get. It broods and laughs in equal measure, real and rich and sweet.<


Cassie is angry. She bucks the restraints put on her and lets her rage burn in her belly. She is a flame burning hotter with each passing second. She spirals closer and closer to explosion, but she calms when Bart bounces on his toes and offers her a hotdog-slushie-popsicle.

She calms when Tim holds out the video game controller with a challenge in his eyes.

She calms when Kon follows her into the sky to spin around in a mockery of a dance.

She calms when they want her to; because there are ghosts that link their arms with hers and laugh with her.

>Her ghost is a glowing ember. It's tough and pretty and still a child at heart. It's strong and powerful, but just on the cusp of finding itself in its legacy. It smiles and laughs as it breathes: full and deep.<


Kon is lost. He has a place to live, and call home. He has a beginning and an idea of where he is going. He has a name and a purpose, but he finds himself when Cassie slips her arm around his shoulder and squeezes.

He finds himself when Bart taps his shoulder and they race each other farther and faster than their friends can match.

He finds himself when Tim looks over at him with an eyebrow raised in amusement and laughs at Kon's stupid joke.

He finds himself because they've already found him; because there are ghosts that don't care what he is and laugh with him anyway.

>His ghost is a dim beam of sunlight. It's obnoxious and loud but still charming and sweet. A cowlick curl falls across its face as it throws its head back to crow. It explodes with laughter and holds tight to every scrap of life it has.<


There are ghosts among them. They live with them and can't see them, but the ghosts shape their lives anyway. The ghosts live beside them and within them. Ghosts of children playing at being adults playing at being heroes. Ghosts of young heroes molded by justice.

But they do not see the ghosts.

They sit on the couch in a pile and watch horrible, stupid movies. They laugh together at bad jokes and never think about the familiar comfort they find in each other.

They never wonder why Bart stops for them.

They never wonder why Tim talks to them.

They never wonder why Cassie calms around them.

They never wonder why Kon finds himself through them.

They watch movies, tangled in each others uniforms and limbs, and laugh aloud in each others ears, because this is eternal, forever.

>Their ghosts hold hands, a line of one-two-three-four together for ever and always. Their ghosts hold hands and smile.<
angel_gidget: DC - Core 4 YJangel_gidget on October 12th, 2011 03:14 pm (UTC)
Re: Filled - Ghosts Among Them
This is so wonderfully beautiful and interlocking and haunted and exquisite and spot-on and bittersweet and poetic and uplifting and group-huggy and them. I LOVE it. Thank you; thank you; thank you!

Your descriptions of who they seem to become contrasted with the whispers of who they once were is fascinating and feels right, and the fact that this sensation just unites them so effectively...

They watch movies, tangled in each others uniforms and limbs, and laugh aloud in each others ears, because this is eternal, forever.

-Their ghosts hold hands, a line of one-two-three-four together for ever and always. Their ghosts hold hands and smile.-
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Perfect.

Again, thank you!
(Anonymous) on October 13th, 2011 02:11 pm (UTC)
Re: Filled - Ghosts Among Them
OMG BAWLING SO MUCH.

This was so gorgeous and bittersweet and beautiful, the Kon section especially just broke my heart forever and ever. Those last two lines--! *sobs*
eternal_moonieeternal_moonie on July 22nd, 2012 12:29 pm (UTC)
Re: Filled - Ghosts Among Them
~WOW!!!! LOVES IT!!!

Edited at 2012-07-22 12:29 pm (UTC)