#He's so annoying Jon hates it

[ghostly-bat]

Jon's the one watching True Crime and Damian's the one ruining it for him

Damian:

Jon:

Damian: The boyfriend did it

Jon: Damian I swear to god—

[bastardofharrenhal]

ppl wrongfully get on sansa's case for calling jon her half brother. she isnt calling him slurs! shes not calling him a dog or a horse or a bastard, shes calling him what he is! her half brother!!!!!!!!!!! yes sansa can be classist yes she likely was influenced by cat's view of jon yes she can be rude but getting miffed that sansa calls jon what he technically is to her is weirdo behavior

[televisionlassie]

I’m so tired of the “batfamily can defeat all their friends” trope like bffr.

Batman? Sure he can cheat and bring out some kryptonite but you really think he’s gonna defeat WONDER WOMAN?

Nightwing: maybe Roy, but Donna Troy literal Amazonian trained by Wonder Woman? He’s done for. And Garth the magic user. What’s he gonna do throw his escrisma stick at him? Wally West former temporal being? He’s dead before he can comprehend what is happening.

Jason Todd: I actually fully believe and stand by the idea that Roy Harper would defeat Jason in a fight, no I will not be accepting criticism. Don’t even try to tell me he stands a chance against my girl starfire. (I know he’s also friends with Artemis and bizarro but I try to avoid reading anything that involves Jason Todd)

Tim drake: bro’s got a kryptonian, Amazonian, and a speedster as friends. I don’t care if he’s a good detective, he’s getting the brakes beaten off him.

Damian Wayne: only one of his friends I know enough about is currently THE Superman. I know he can use kryptonite but that’s like tying a dude to a chair then beating them up and saying you won a fight against them.

I will not be including Stephanie brown, Cassandra Cain, or Duke Thomas because I actually like them and because I haven’t seen them interact with other DC characters enough to actually speak on this.

But guys I know they’re like “geniuses” or whatever, but they’re not the only ones…

As someone said on another post “who wins: Batman with prep time or Wonder Woman with her fist”

[theramblingvoid]

I'm on my TMA relistening nonsense and only just noticed on the third run through the artistry of Tim and Jon's confrontation being in the episode called Binary. The episode with the message that nothing in humanity is that clear cut and that the edges will hurt if you try to cram yourself into dichotomies, pitting the two most frictioned characters against each other and having them realize that they may be something more complicated than either a resentful employee of a lunatic boss or the scheming potential murderer and his fearful victim. That, and the feeling of being trapped, jumping out of the statement and into the afterward as they realize definitively that no one can quit or be fired. It's just...a very, very good episode, in spite of being deeply unpleasant to listen to.

[abrahamvanhelsings]

real fucking tragedy when you miss a character so much but the media they're from has so many things abt it that you dislike or don't care abt that it honestly would do more harm than good to go back to it

[doobydoobydoowau]

OH MY GOD JON SNOW pls just shut up and go back to fucking sam off screen

[allieinarden]

I'm surprised they DIDN'T explore the Nelson and Marge pair up more later on, especially because I don't think they're really done an episode where Homer and Nelson are a duo causing mayhem and that almost writes itself (wait did they have them in like a Big Brothers plotline or something but even if they did CRIMINALLY underutilized)

As a matter of fact they actually did have them in a plot like that because the show has been on so long that not only did Marge and Homer separately foster the same kid who also dated Lisa and befriended and unbefriended Bart repeatedly, but Nelson is not even the only character you could say this about.

[sparrows4bats]

Damian definitely buys an isolated farm, not because he wants to be a farmer but because of the ever increasing number of animals he ends up adopting. They also get bigger over time.

Damian has Cows, sheep, horses, goats, and Jerry the Turkey.

Jon buys him chickens for eggs because, at this point, he may as well contribute to the problem if he can't solve it.

He starts a trend.

Talia gifts Damian Tigers and Panthers that can no longer be released to the wild.

Dick rescues three elephants from an animal trafficking ring and, after realising how damaged their feet are, brings them to the farm where they will be safe. They remind him so much of his childhood.

Tim arrives with a phoenix, and he does not explain where he got it but does start designing a new costume.

Jason visits with a bear one day, he names it Darcy.

Cass loves the deer herd that have taken up residence in the forest.

Stephanie finds three peacocks in a Gotham warehouse so she knows exactly where to bring them.

Signal busts a man using large snakes to smuggle drugs, so they have a reptile house now.

The farm has its own bat cave, complete with hundreds of bats.

There's an armada of cats, birds, and dogs.

Batman starts losing his mind after the rabbits.

Damian collects so many mythical creatures that Constantine starts to drop off any he finds that need a good home. (He is an enabler, and Bruce hates him after that thing with the unicorn. Bruce is more upset with himself because he let Damian keep it)

Goliath and Wiggles keep them in line even if that involves adventures to Hell and Dream.

Jon brings over extraterrestrial animals every once in a while as well. Clark helps, but no one can tell Bruce.

Aquaman installs an insane fish pond that hold very happy fish after Batman annoys him.

Diana somehow gave Damian a cerberus puppy for his birthday. (Bruce tries so hard to stop this but fails spectacularly.)

Damian keeps large portions of the land wild to encourage biodiversity and insect populations. He holds firefly parties in the summer with the Teen Titans.

Swamp thing and Poison Ivy love the place. Harley gives Damian the cheetah cub (it only has three legs!) she found after beating up a sleazy club owner.

The Wayne Farm is out of control and every superheroes' favourite place. They start to try to convince Batman to hold meetings there instead of the Watchtower.

Bruce is so glad to see his children so happy, but for the love of God, put the dinosaur back where you found it! Please! (He is a weak man in the face of puppy dog eyes)

It only gets worse when Damian gets older, and it is very clear that his adoption problem extends to children.

[dclovesdanny]

Soulmate facts x Cosmic Love

Danny had grown constantly checking his soulmate facts. He wasn’t the youngest of his soulmates (there had been two long years where he thought he didn’t have one, where Dash’s words hit hard, before he woke up one day to Arabic on his left arm and English on his right.)

Danny made sure to write down everything about his soulmates. He learned Arabic, struggling for months before he finally learned the basics. He made sure to never cover them, except when he was Phantom, of course. He couldn’t wait to meet them.

Jon was one year, two months and five days older than his youngest soulmate. He begged his mom to help him find someone to teach him Arabic, and only ever hid his arms when he was in costume.

He dreamed of finally fitting with people. He couldn’t wait until he finally met them, and could protect them. He couldn’t wait to never be alone again.

Damian was taught from a young age that his soulmates were important and sacred. They would be his consorts, joining him just as grandmother had joined grandfather for so long.

Damian knew having two soulmates was rare, but he swore he wouldn’t hide them. He wore his arms like badges of honor, tracing the words reverently.(He was the youngest, unfortunately, but he catalogued every fact to help him find them when he was older.)

Damian met Jon for the first time when he was 11, with the matching sentence “I want to be an astronaut.” catching his eye the minute he entered the room.

(It was annoying they shared the same facts, but Jon pointed out the matching was the way they found each other immediately (Damian maintains he would have recognized Jon as his soulmate within a few weeks, simply due to the facts he had memorized about them over the years.)

Jon flew to Wayne Manor the moment he saw that their third’s sentence changed to “I hate dying every day.” They spent months trying to figure out if their soulmate was a meta with a regeneration factor or a terminally ill person whose heart stopped often.

The next years sentence, “My parents tried to dissect me.” was the final straw. They were finding their soulmate, or they would burn the world with them.

[prettiest-thing-in-the-morgue]

❝DAY IN THE LIFE OF TODDLER DAMI.ᐟ ❞

━ DATE EDITION. .♡

⤿ ft. conner kent & jon kent ₊⊹

summary ━ au in which older, sister reader !! takes care of toddler damian .

⤿ fluff , clingy , toothing aching fluff₊⊹

pt.1

crds to endure_gif for the art

╰› it was a peaceful saturday morning for damian , today he gets his amazing , incredible sister all to himself , undisturbed by work and he also gets to cuddle with her and watch wild krats. damian carefully holds up his ipad as his show drones on , one arm holds the screen while the other latches on to name's arm.

╰› name was fast asleep as it is currently six in the morning and she had only fallen asleep around four . everything was peaceful - something straight out of those american dream movies when all of a sudden name's phone goes off.

╰› her ring tone practically pierces through the peaceful silence leaving a sour taste in his mouth. damian began to fuss around and cry abit - he hates the sound of name's ringtone - it always means name is taken away from hom and he's left alone.

╰› beside him name groggily wakes up , instictively pulling damian to her chest to which he immediatly nuzzled into her neck for comfort . name's hand outstretched onto her nearby nightstabd and roughly yanked her phone away from it's charger.

╰› " hello ?" name's groggy voice murmurs into her phone as she rubs the sleep out of her eyes . " GOOOD MORNING ~" answered a sing song voice that immediately made damian cringe. he recognized that stupid , annoying , grating voice anywhere - it was Conner Kent , supposed 'lovechild' of Clark and Luthor who has taken upon himself to insert himself into his family.

╰› now damian didnt care at first - since conner was only here because he was on the same team as tim and worked with dick but he certainly did start to care when the bastard had the audacity to start flirting with HIS SISTER . absolute blasphemy , a cardinal sin , a threat to humanity .

╰› "kent it is six in the morning what do you want ..?" name asked , voice annoyed as her hand mindlessly began to ruffle with damian's hair. damian snuggled closer , his arms practically gripped onto her t shirt as he angerily stared at her phone.

╰› " wellll you know how we are on that mission together ? welllllll... i forgot some details sooooo i thought we can catch up over breakfast !" conner asked , voice hopeful. name just stared blankly into the distance - her brain trying to process the situation meanwhile damian just glared even harder into the phone.

╰› " kent....you made the plan ....what do you mean you forgot ?" name trailed off and damian can feel his face turning red - how dare this idiot interrupt his time with his sister for something so ridiculous. Conner akwardly laughs on the other side .

╰› " ahahahahaha so funny ...uhh can you just meet me in mc donalds ? " he akwardly stammers out. damian can feel a headache forming and he hasn't even spoken to Todd or Drake yet. " alright....just know dami's comming with me " name murmurs out , still sleepy.

╰› " namiee" damian babbles as he hugged her around the neck , greatful she was taking him with her and not leaving him in bruce's care - god knows he can't take care of himself much less for a kid. " ahh that's alright !!! i got jon with me maybe they can have a playdate while we have a data !" conner rambles. damian mouth turned into a frown - how dare that worthless idiot attempt to date HIS sister and also have the balls to stick him with his other dumbass version of himself.

╰› " shut up kent " name says uninterested as she cuts the call short and tosses her phone elsewhere. she looks down and was greeted with damian's small frown. " namie " he complains , " mhmm i know dami , i know but it seems important " name says as she caresses his face. damian pouts at this , " namieee" he once again complains and name just softly laughs and kisses him on his chubby cheeks , " i love you too hun".

╰› within thirty minutes , name sits in her black red porche , parked outside of a run down mc donalds , name is dressed in a beautiful green sun dress , her hair is left open , face with minimal makeup , gold accesories and of course chimmy choo heels.

╰› damian is in a matching green sweater , black pants and channel shoes . he busies himself on his ipad as name shoots conner a text on her phone.

╰› name takes out damian by his booster seat and locks her car , " namieee" damian complains , already hating everything about this. name sighs , " i know bud it's just for a little bit ". with that name walks them along inside the mc donalds , immediatly the were hit with the scent of stale air and fries .

╰› name glances around the busy restaurant and immediately clocks conner and jon by a nearby table and made her way there. " morning kent " name addresses as she approaches the table , " morning name - looking gorgeous as ever and uhh..hi damian" conner trails off. in his booster seat - damian send the man a scowl that would make a grown man cry , he hates everything already and is hoping name just straight says this was a stupid prank and take him back home so that they can resume their cuddle session.

╰› name slides into the seat across from jon and conner , setting damian's booster seat right next to her . " hiii aunty name !!" jon cheerfully greets her . jon eagerly waves her down and excitedly shows her his toy truck. " hi jon , nice truck you got there " name says excitedly . damian frowns and begins to cry abit , not enjoying the fact that his sister is giving some random child attention.

╰› name immediatly snaps back towards him and remives him from his booster seat and begins cradling him in her arms , " its okay dami , it's okay " she murmurs as she presses a kiss into his cheek. " namieee" damian whines out as he snuggles into her neck , not before sending a glare towards jon.

╰› " ahahahaha...... how about we let them go play in the play area while we order and talk hmm name ?" conner asks , smile bright . damian frowns - he is not letting that mutt spend any minute with her alone - over his tiny body. he immediatly begin to fuss and tighten his hold around name .

╰› " damian seems like he doesn't wanna go - but it's alright we wre just going over the details for the plan right ?" name says , tilting her head. A flash of disapppintment flashes through Conner's face , " yeahh not like this was a date or something " he murmurs but it was swallowed into the abyss when Jon began his rambling.

╰› " i want nuggiess and - and the toy !! " jon rambles on happily , immediatly lighting up the damper mood on the table. " i think this is a sign to order , what do you guys want ?" name asks as she picks up the menu . " hapoy meal ! happy meal ! " jon excitedly chants , arms raised in the air.

╰› name smiles at that before turning to the sulking damian in her arms , " what do you want damian ?" she asks . damian nuzzles into her , he never really likes mc donalds but for name's sake he'll eat something. " namiee " he answers after a while of thinking . " alright i'll get you a happy meal too , Con what about you ?" name asks , turning her attention to said male which makes damian frown.

╰› " uhhhhh sausage mcmuffin and the big breakfast with hot cakes oh and - add an iced coffee to that please " conner finishes his order . " alright i'll be back - just watch dami for me " name says before taking off. " namieee !" damian calls after her but it was too late she was already in the line for the cashier.

╰› the table gets akward . jon is busy playing with his truck to care , conner is trying to be nonchalant and scroll through his phone but it's really hard when your crush's baby brother keeps shooting daggers at you. he really tries to play it off as him being a baby - but seriously damian depsite being three , looks like he is ready to lunge a knife into his throat.

╰› name comes back and damian immediatly takes it upon himself to latch onto her . " alright what did i miss ?" name asks , breathless. conner looks over to damian , who was already looking at him murderously , " uhhh nothing - nothing " he stumbles out. name shrugs it off and takes out some crayins and a book out of her bag. " who wants to color ?" and immediatly jon and damian looks excited.

╰› for the rest of the while , jon and damina colored - well more like jon kept coloring out of line and making up his own thing while damian was focused on enuring his side portion looked neat. conner and name conversed back and forth - about their mission and it's details - again more like name was talking because conner was just staring at her with hearts in his eyes.

╰› sooner than later , a waitress brings over their order , " well aren't you all a cute couple and such cute kids you got together !" the waitress exclaimed. name eyes practically shot open while conner's face was a deep shade of red . " t-thanks " he stammered out before the waitress walked away.

╰› damian was horrified - it was like he was living in a nightmare - kent ? conner kent married to his sister ? hell no . not happening , it is never going to happen , plus they don't even look like a couple - hell they have nothing in common .

╰› damian chews on his fries angerily , still glaring at conner while jon recalled how he picked corn yesterday to name who was eagerly listening to him - practically tunning those two out. conner doesn't knkw what to do - he is a man great with kids , everyine loves him but damian ? lord damian hates him to the core.

╰› and to make things worse of course the one kid who hates him happens to be his crush's baby brother !! i mean come on how is he supposed to make a good impression on name ? conner continues to eat his breakfast quietly . " - and then papa let us roast it on the stove and ma put butter on it and we ate it for dinner !!" jon says excitedly as name nods.

╰› " mhmm very proud of you jon for helping your ma pick corn , that was very brave of you hun" name praised. conner can't help but blush at this and when he recalls what the waitress said , they do really look like a married couple eating out with their sons - i mean she treats jon like her own and shes so gorgeous and effortless when she does it .

╰› sooner than later , to conner's dismay their 'date' ended and now he'a walking name and damian back to their car , jon settled on his hip - a show of his strength. name unlocks her car and turns to conner , " today was really nice conner thank you " she said , voice soft and conner swears he can feel his heart beating out of his chest.

╰› " a-anytime name " he stammers as he leans down to her slowly . conner finds himself getting lost in her eyes and how soft her lips look that he doesn't even realize he's inches away from her. before he can even kiss her - a short , chubby hand sticks out and covers his mouth abruptly . " namie " complains damian as he sends a sharo glare towards conner.

╰› how dare such a cave man attempt to kiss kiss his sister in some stinky parking lot - how absurd. connee akwardly coughs while name laughs - damian on the other hand ? pissed beyond anything. " ahahaha uhm- so uhm bye name !" conner exclaims as he turns on his heal and beelines to his own car - too embrassed to stick around.

╰› " byeee aunty name !!" jon squeals after her as conner chucks the kid into his car , " byee jon !!!" name chuckles out . damian scowls at conner's figure getting into the car while name sets him back in his booster seat. name leans down and kisses him , " since you behaved so well wanna go to the zoo dami ?" she askes while she buckles him in.

╰› " namiee " damian answers as he tore his gaze from conner back to his sister. he just thankful he doesnt have to have kent's idiocy and gets to be with his sister again.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ thanks for reading !!

[i-am-traveling-the-multifandom]

Ned coming up with excuses as to why he hates this game.

"Rhaegar had white hair jon, you don't have white hair."

"Why are you so annoyed?" "I was there catelyn, that didn't happen."

"Please not this game, anything else" "But jon is great at playing Rhaegar" "No. just no. By the gods no"

[bluerosefox]

Invites

"OMA, kill meeeee" Ellie, aka Wrath complained as she allowed her head to 'thunk' on the cafeteria table in the Watchtower she phased into in order to sit in next to a boy dressed in red, yellow, and green.

"Aren't you already halfway there?" Came Robin's response as he took a drink of his water, eyeing his teammate with a raised eyebrow, though it was difficult to tell with his mask in place.

"OMA?" Asked Superboy on the other side of the boy.

"Shush you." She said towards Robin before answering Superboy "Oh my Ancients, it's like OMG but like for us ghosties."

"Tt" "Oh!" Came both their responses.

"So..." began Superboy after a few minutes of silence between them as he looked at Ellie like a confused puppy "Why?"

Ellie groaned and just stayed slumped on the table as she said "Da's dumb Observants council is hosting another dumb ball to try to get him or me hitched again, and like always I'm forced to attend because I'm Da's heir. We both hate it with a passion, most are just stuck up, power hungry, social climbers trying to get into our pants for the royal titles... Espcially if they become our Forevermores."

"Tt, why not just get rid of them? Or simply have your Father dismiss the ball." Robin said, his eye twitching in annoyance just at the thought of it. A ball sounded even more annoying than the gala parties he is made to go to.

"Sounds stressful... Also Forevermores?" Superboy asked, he was always curious of Ellie and her ghost culture but never knew what could be asked or not, he had been warned to never ask how a ghost died after all and that question is normally asked in every ghost hunter video on the internet.

"Forevermores is our term for the ONE. The one and only we will ever be with. Till our final end takes us we are always to be with them only. We are core creatures and bonding on that level is like sacred, we don't rush into bonding like that though. But everyone in the Realms hopes to be either become mine or Da's. And the ball is their best chance at meeting us on neutral grounds." Ellie explained as best as she could for Jon, it was hard trying to explain the type of level a Forevermore was "And to answer you Robin, Da can't. The Observants, despite how annoying they can get with their dumb demands, are part of the system council for the Realms, they're sadly needed to keep things in check hence their name. Da and his friends are still trying to find a loophole to get rid of them though. They were only created when they put Tyrant King to sleep and they still sadly have some backings from other powerful ghosts in the Realms, even an Ancient or two and in order to fully dismiss them we need all Ancients on board. And the ball keeps a lot of ghosts, especially the more powerful ones, errr I guess happy? Most just use it to gossip on neutral grounds, others just like to dance, network, or other junk like that. Basically, when it's not about them trying to get mine or Da's hand in ghost marriage, it's fun so Da can't dismiss it, it'll ruffle to many feathers."

"Wow..." "Tt." Were the response from her teammates.

"Yeah. Da really isn't happy because someone suggested inviting powerful people from a few Mortal Realms this time. Somehow it got approved. So... here." She said as she reached into her own chest, phasing her hand in, and pulled out two green envelopes and placed them on the table in front of them. Both boys stared in surprise to see their names written in dark purple ink and the stylized DP on it.

"CW let me invite you guys personally. Everyone else should be getting theirs in about a few minutes complete with a blaze of green fire and spooky vibes." Ellie said with a strained smile, both happy to invite them but also dreading the questions she'll no doubt have to answer once the invites were sent.

[ghostly-bat]

This one is for @gosuckmydickgrayson simply inspired by whatever conversation we were having under a post (I don't remember which one lol)

Basically Jon's accepted the fact that Damian is pretty for a long time now but dumbly enough hasn't realized that his feelings go beyond physical attraction. Damian's only now realizing that Jon is hot, it's freaking him out and his blaming himself for not noticing sooner like the emotionally repressed bat that he is. (Like buddy where have you been??)

Their respective ages in this one are around 18 to 19 btw! Or super early twenties you decide uwu

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Damian's been going off about a mission that went absolutely off the rails for the past 15 minutes. Something about how no one listens to him, how they should because he's always right. Irey says that maybe if he said it nicer, they'd listen to him, and that just makes Damian throw daggers at her before he resumes his lecturing.

He is lecturing everybody, Jon included.

Jon, however, is not listening. He's had a hard time listening to Damian for years now actually. Though to be fair, he has had his moments where he would tune out Damian on purpose simply because he just didn't feel like hearing about how Tim took whatever was left of the Lucky Charms and left the empty box in the pantry.

But this was different. Because Damian could be telling him about whatever game he's been playing or whatever anime he's been watching, and Jon himself would notice the small beauty mark under Damian's left eye, the way his lashes frame his eyes, the soft and delicate features that are often paired with a stern look or an annoyed frown, the way his skin looks like it has almost no imperfections, and before he knows it, Damian is snapping his fingers in front of his face, bringing him back to reality.

It was in one of these many moments that Jon Kent realized,

"Holy shit... Damian's really fucking pretty," and it was for sure going to be his downfall.

When he realized around the age of 13 that his best friend was absolutely beautiful, Jon did his best to repress it; he did his best to not think about it because,

'Why would I find Damian pretty? He can be so bossy and arrogant'

'He acts like such a know-it-all, thinks he's right all the time'

'It's probably just puberty, it's nothing too serious'

These were things he told himself for the longest time. Did his best to find reasons to not think that Damian is pretty, but in all honesty, the last thing he wanted to do was admit that

"Oh my god... my best friend is pretty."

It's something that would keep him awake at night from the ages of 13 to 16.

It was something that would genuinely stress him out, something that would genuinely frustrate him to the point where, if Damian asked him to hang out, he'd make up some type of excuse like, "I'm going to my grandparents' farm this weekend" or "Sorry, D, my mom grounded me this week," because when he did hang out with Damian or when he was anywhere near Damian's vicinity, all he could do was focus on his pretty face.

Jon would stare at Damian wishing he would just get uglier, his life would be so much easier if Damian was uglier. But if he stared for too long his mind would begin to wonder about how long Damian's lashes have gotten and how cute his nose was.

He hated it.

Jon was so blaming Damian's mom for this. Why'd he have to look so much like her.

When he did decide to admit the fact that he found Damian really, really pretty, the first person he went to about his dilemma was Kon, and he wasn't much help because Kon's immediate first response was:

"Oh. So you like them mean and pretty, huh?"

The smirk that Kon was giving Jon told him everything he needed to know, and that was that Kon knew long before he did.

(And Kon had known that not only did Jon find Damian attractive, but that he clearly felt something more than just the fact that Damian was attractive. But that was something that Jon needed to discover for himself.)

Jon also picked up on the fact that Kon didn't just use the word mean to describe Damian, but he also used the word pretty, which could only mean…

"Wait... you also think Damian's pretty?"

"I have eyes, Jon. I know a pretty face when I see one, and so does everybody else."

Oh, and how true that was, because as soon as Kon said those words, that's when Jon realized that he definitely was not the only one who also thought Damian Wayne was pretty.

He proceeded to have another existential crisis about it.

And so, after the years of mental acceptance he's had to do, (he finally accepted it around the age of 17) he was now standing in the middle of the Watchtower, getting scolded with the rest of his team from the man he found absolutely stunning.

"I hope you all realize this is why we have plans; this is why we talk about strategy; this is why we don't react on impulse—"

"It got the job done, though."

'Oh, Tai... this is not the time to be talking back right now,' everyone collectively thought.

Damian stopped his rant for a brief moment, looked dead in the eye at his teammate, and said, "Oh, do not get me started on you—"

Damian liked things done a certain way, and everyone on this team should know that by now, but everyone on this team is also just as stubborn as the next.

So Jon stands there, alongside the rest of his teammates as they continue to get reprimanded, arms crossed and staring.

He sees Damian's lips moving, but... they look really soft. 'I wanna kiss him...' he thinks (oh, and that was a new thought he'd have to come back to later), and the way Damian's nose scrunches up when he's ranting about whatever is cute. Maybe it's just him, but 'Are Damian's eyes greener? They seem shinier.' Damian, in general, is really distracting.

And in that moment, Jon's brain decided that

'Hey, wouldn't it be great, just awesome to think your thoughts out loud!,'

So then, without thinking: "You're pretty when you're mad..."

Damian immediately stops and turns to look at Jon with a look that can only be described as horribly shocked and confused.

Everyone else also stops and turns to look at Jon.

And of course, Jon realizes a second too late what he just said.

There's a moment of silence before Damian speaks again because he needs to process what he just heard. He's shocked, bemused, and flattered? He is feeling everything in between, and it feels like he's in crisis mode.

"E—excuse me!?"

"I—"

"You—"

Damian was already red in the face, but it's for a completely different reason now.

"I—I didn't mean it!"

"You didn't mean it!?"

"I mean, I wasn't listening!?"

"You weren't listening!?"

Goddamn it, Jon really needs to get his foot out of his mouth. And he really needs to pay better attention because wait... when did Damian get into his personal space?

'Oh... his skin looks really soft...'

Now that Damian was closer, he could smell that smell that was oh so Damian. How he was fighting the impulse to cup Damian's face and simply admire him.

"Jon! Are you listening!?"

Oh yeah, he was getting yelled at.

Jon lets out a sigh; it's his own way of admitting defeat. Because it's been so hard keeping all this in for so long. And he already went ahead and said what he said so now seems like a better time than ever.

"I'm sorry, Dames... You're just really distracting..."

And Jon sees the red go from Damian's cheeks to his ears and down his neck. He also notices that Damian got shorter? Or maybe he himself got taller?

Yeah, that was probably it.

Damian at this point has absolutely no idea what to say. What could he say!?

He was confused and feeling so many things at once; he felt warm—in fact, everything felt warm.

'When did everything start to feel so warm!?' His thoughts felt like they were going into overdrive.

But wait... when did he get so close to Jon?

'Was Jon always this tall? There's no way I had to crane my neck up this high just to talk to him,' Damian thought.

He notices that Jon is slightly tanner; it makes his freckles more prominent. And his hair... it's longer, shaggier. It somehow suits him, making Damian feel some type of way. Oh, and those blue eyes, those pretty blue eyes with just a hint of violet.

Jon really is handsome.

It was kind of pissing him off.

And then his eyes begin to travel from Jon's face down to his chest, and almost immediately, he regrets it.

'His chest is... big... and his arms...'

Jon's suit wasn't doing much to hide it either. It seemed to be too tight now, and it was incredibly distracting.

Damian swallows; his throat feels dry now because when did Jon start filling out?

Why is he taller?

He was already tall to begin with! He doesn't need to be any taller!

Damian is now having an internal crisis and feels like he's going crazy.

He decides the best course of action is to take a deep breath and take five steps back from his best friend.

Emphasis on best friend, he reminds himself.

This action helps Jon relax a bit too, but then it's quickly replaced with confusion.

"Get a new uniform."

"What?"

"Get a new uniform before I make you one myself," Damian says through gritted teeth and with very clear annoyance.

"This whole thing has been absolutely ridiculous; everyone is dismissed!"

However, no one really leaves; they all just sort of stand there processing what they just witnessed as they watch Damian round a corner and disappear.

"... What the hell was that?" Kathy is the first one to break the awkward tension.

Jon just groans, throwing his head back and covering his face with his hands out of embarrassment.

Damian is now left with the fact that he finds his own best friend, Jon Kent, attractive in more ways than one. And the fact that Jon clearly feels the same about him is making his brain melt just a little bit.

[leth-writes]

bait

SUMMARY: Damian would like to welcome you to the family.

WARNINGS: 18+ as always on my blog, though the work is safe for work. Typical yandere shenanigans.

MASTERLIST: https://www.tumblr.com/leth-writes/757800060720496640/requests-open?source=share 

Requests are open!

Normally, Damian would hate being babied. He was a trained assassin, the blood of Ra’as Al Ghoul ran through his veins, he was the son of the feared Bat! And yet, here he was, sitting in your kitchen, watching you make him some (vegan) mac n’ cheese. 

Originally, Damian did not understand the obsession his family seemed to have with you. He spent days complaining, stomping around the manor, irritated that his family was wasting time with some… weakling. It seemed that every time he walked into a room, the only topic of discussion was you.

As one of the newer additions to the family, and a biological one at that, it seemed he had missed out on something vital to his family. So, he decided to just… ask, as his father would advise,  just why they were wasting time on someone who wouldn’t ever be able to adhere to the illustrious standards his family had set. 

The person he decided on was Grayson, someone he normally looked up to.

He sat across from his older brother, who was preoccupied with that insipid app that Drake had designed, keeping track of your vitals and ensuring your safety. Finally, fed up with being ignored, Damian cleared his throat to alert his brother of his presence.

Grayson looked up and beamed, bouncing up to flop down next to Damian. 

“What’s up, lil’ D?” Grayson asked, voice jovial even as he spared a glance at his screen.

“Tt. Grayson, I must… request your assistance.”

“Anything for you, lil’ D!” Grayson leaned over and rustled Damian’s hair. Damian, annoyed, fixed his hair and leaned away.

“I do not… I do not understand your recent… Preoccupation. It seems the family has decided, rather unanimously, that we will be gaining a new member. I do not understand why we must lower our standards!” He huffed, crossing his arms.

Grayson’s eyes softened. “Oh, lil’ D. It’s alright, you’re new, we should’ve known this would be confusing…” He looked away, staring out the window for a second, letting out a little sigh. 

“I’m not really sure how to explain it, but sometimes, sometimes people, especially people like us, get… passionate. Dinah likes to explain it away as the way we… deal with the constant loss, the uncertainty. Vigilantes don’t ever do anything in halves, afterall.”

“But why, but why them? They have nothing to add to our family, Grayson! They cannot fight, they are not trained, they have no extraordinary skills!” Damian huffed.

“Well, it doesn’t always make sense, Damian, and it doesn’t need to. Sometimes, sometimes people just… click, it doesn’t always have to make logical sense. I think if you got to know them, maybe you’d understand it a bit better.”

Grayson smiled, looking back at Damian. Damian looked away, blushing. He didn’t like not getting something; it made him feel vulnerable, weak, like he was missing out on something everyone else just seemed to get.

“And this is, this is… typical, for vigilantes such as our family?” He asked, voice quiet with mortification. Grayson smiled softly.

“Of course, Lil’ D. There’s nothing wrong with being passionate, and there’s no way we’re gonna let someone else get hurt. I mean, just think about it; do you think they could defend themselves?” 

Damian shook his head.

“And there’s no way they’ll be able to defend themselves. As vigilantes, especially in Gotham, we see the truth, we see how nasty the world can truly be. Most civilians just don’t get it. So, I think we can be forgiven for being a little intense, right?” He laughed, elbowing Damian gently.

“I mean, just think about Jon getting hurt.” 

Damian scowled. “I would not allow it. It would never happen.” He said, certainty clear in his voice.

Grayson snorted. “I know, Lil’ D. I’m just using him as an example; now take those feelings, and imagine if Jon couldn’t defend himself. “

“I-I do not know what I would do.”

“And that’s okay, you’ll get it eventually, okay? It’s hard to come to terms with, at first.”

“I still do not understand why you have chosen such an unworthy target for your affections, but I will… try. To understand.” Damian looked down, face tinged slightly red in embarrassment. 

Grayson ruffled his hair again, and peeked at his screen. “Maybe ask Cass to take you, or Jason? I have a shift in a little while. I’m sure they’d be willing to help you, Damian. It’s okay to have questions, to not get it. It’ll click eventually.”

So, Damian did.

While embarrassing, the idea of not getting something that was clearly of high importance to his family rankled in his chest. So, he approached Cain and asked for her help.

She was in her studio, as she normally was at noon on the weekends, working on a new routine. Damian paused in the door, waiting for her to finish up. No matter how many times he saw her, especially during her performances, he was always surprised by just how graceful the young woman managed to be.

It was normal for his family to move with a lithe grace, especially Grayson, who seemed to move so fluidly he lacked a skeletal structure, couldn’t compete with the natural poise Cain held herself with.

She finished up her routine with a flourish, then rose to her feet with a sigh. She floated over to her water bottle and took a sip, before turning around to face Damian. She smiled gently, eyes crinkling at the corners, her slightly damp choppy black hair framing her face perfectly.

“Little brother,” she said, delight clear in her voice. 

“Cain,” Damian greeted, nodding his head and moving into the room.

Cain sank to the floor, back against the mirrored wall, and patted the wooden floor next to her. 

“Sit,” she said.

He did. There was no refusing Cain, after all.

“You seem… confused.” She glanced over at him, taking another small sip.

“Yes. I do not… Understand the new obsession you have all taken with that Civilian.”

Cain nodded. “Yes.”

“Grayson explained the general feelings of protectiveness, but was unable to elaborate; why them?” Damian crinkled his face, nose scrunching.

Cain laughed. “Stubborn, not seeing.” She poked his forehead, startling him. He scowled further, rubbing the spot. It didn’t really hurt, but he was not about to let her get away with poking him like a child!

She snickered at his bewildered expression. 

“It is hard to explain… Instinct.” She hummed, looking away in contemplation.

“Innocence. They do not know… the violence, the heartache… they are kind.”

So it was about the contrast, Damian concluded. The difference between a trained vigilante and a weakling.

“They cannot… protect self. Need help. Like baby.” She continued, sighing and leaning a hand against her cheek, propped against her knees.

“Like… Like Titus, or Alfred the cat. Need looking after.”

Just like that, it clicked.

You were utterly defenseless. Completely alone, with no one to prevent you from being hurt, or worse, killed. You were like a young kitten, unable to open their eyes to see their savior, like the one Damian had fostered.

A warmth bloomed in his chest. You would be like the kitten, and he would protect your innocence, no matter the cost.

Cass smiled widely, scrunching her nose. 

Just like that, Damian was clamoring to get involved. He could not wait until you were home, and he would be able to ensure your safety, keeping you from losing that childlike innocence, that thin film over your eyes preventing you from seeing the true danger.

It was Drake who had the brilliant idea to place Damian in the field; Damian, for all of his sword-related faults, was still young, after all. Someone as naive as you would be sure to enjoy looking after such a cute child, not being able to see who was truly caring for who.

While both Grayson and Todd had failed to make your acquaintance, it seemed you were too aware of stranger danger to fully fall for the ruse, he knew Cain had made inroads as a member of your book club. Surely, having a young brother by her side would only make it easier to get closer to you.

And just like that, the trap was set, and Damian was ready to act.

The next week, your book club would be meeting to discuss the selected offerings. You had wisely offered up Pride and Prejudice. Damian could still hear the muffled curses Todd had let out; you had no clue the extent to which you had so thoroughly endeared yourself to him, just by picking an Austen novel. Damian could not help but be amused, Todd was easy to enthrall despite his tough exterior; it was almost comical. 

Cain had brought him with, dressed in clothes he was told were appropriate for his age (Grayson had laughed and forced him to stand for pictures. He would secure his revenge, and make sure to talk badly about him. He would be victorious in the so-called prank war, after all, and you would stand at his side, unscathed.).

You opened the door, smiling and bringing Cain in for a hug. Even from his position, he could see Cain melt into the hug, smiling and bringing an arm up to pat your back gently.

“Hello,” she sighed as you pulled back, looking her over.

“Oh, Hello!” you said, looking down at Damian. 

He sighed internally. It would take everything he had, but the thoughts of showing you Bat-Cow would get him through the evening. He smiled brightly, artificially pitching his voice up slightly.

“Hi!” He said, stepping forward and shaking your hand with vigor. “I’m Cass’s brother, Damian!”

“Oh, so you have a brother?” You said, smiling even brighter. It almost hurt Damian’s face in sympathy, how widely you were able to smile. Was it due to your innocence?

You ushered the two of them inside.

“Yes, Our father forgot Damian would be home tonight, and did not arrange for a babysitter.”

“Oh, that’s more than alright! Here, are you hungry, kiddo? I’ll make you something to snack on while the book club gets going! Cass, you can take a seat if you want.”

Damian watched as you puttered around the kitchen, enamored with the way you seemed completely oblivious to the danger present in your home. You were lucky he was there to protect you; what if Cass hadn’t been a kind person? You would’ve had no idea you were letting a threat into your house, and into your life! Luckily for you, Cass would never harm a hair on your head, let alone let you get hurt.

“Milk okay for the Mac n’ cheese, kiddo?” You asked, not bothering to turn around as you pulled down a box.

He informed you he was vegan.

You took it in stride, pulling out some soy milk. He was almost surprised you would have some, but your clear kindness would never allow you to potentially offend a guest. Damian could feel a bout of cuteness aggression overtaking him, and he clenched his fists hard enough to draw blood under the lip of the counter.

The rest of the night passed without incident, though you seemed particularly interested in Damian’s contributions to the conversation about Austen’s works. He could not help but be satisfied at the impression he had made; it was not his fault the majority of the people you surrounded with could not understand basic literary analysis, after all.

Every week for the next few months, Damian would tag along to book club; he eventually managed to become your favorite conversational partner, though Cain was a close second, as you slowly began to ignore the others in the club. It was better this way, after all; they could not protect you.

However, Damian soon became frustrated by the lack of progress. They were talking to you regularly, yes, but he wanted you safe at home! He could tell the others were building in frustration as well, and yet the consensus remained; they would need to take more time.

So, he approached Todd.

And Todd agreed.

The plan was set.

Damian waited breathlessly in the alley by your workplace. It would be easy, after all, to get you to follow him down into the dark.

The second he saw you, he took a few wide steps back, and began to scream.

“Help!” He shouted, crumpling to the floor. He let his voice take on a tinge of desperation, pitching slightly higher to exaggerate his innocence and hopefully trigger your panic so you would approach without a second thought.

It worked, and your pounding footsteps soon approached.

“Hello?!” You called, frantically dropping to your knees in front of his crumpled form.

“D-Damian?” You cried, searching desperately for the injury.

Behind you, he could see Todd approach, syringe in hand. 

He let out a groan and rolled over, head in your lap. As you ran your hands over his back, looking for something, he surreptitiously grabbed your waist, hoping to prevent you from running, just in case.

Finally, Todd was in range. He stuck the syringe into your neck without a second thought, and you were out like a light.

Damian was just glad your hand had landed in his hair.

[invincibledc]

What if the superson trio swapped bodys like superman, batman and stargirl did in justice league action?

“Swapped bodies”

Summary: swapping bodies was the worst thing ever to happen to the future trinity of heroes.

Pair: Superson trio

“Ugh! Catch him Robin!” Wonderboy yells, flying with superboy who trying to reach Mr Mxyzptlk who keeps swerving in the air. Robin clicks his tongue in distaste at the impatient Amazon. “What do you think I’m doing you brute.” Robin sasses as he keeps his eyes on the imp. He was on a roof, readying his grapple before Y/N spotted him. Y/N picked Robin up who “tt” at the male. Mr Mxyzptlk sticks his tongue out at the ten year olds. Superboy frowns, “Hey. That’s not nice dude.” Mr Mxyzptlk smirks. “If you think that’s not nice, then get a load of this!”

The imp randomly has a bender in front of the children, the flying boys stop. You still held Robin in your arms who was ready to aim his grapple right there. But sadly the imp had already put his action into phase as the souls of you and the supersons got sucked in the blender. Mr Mxyzptlk laughed his head off, seeing the ten year old boys scream and get their souls swapped. As the imp poofs away, laughing. The souls enter their not rightful place.

Y/N opened his eyes to see he was still flying, but turned his head to see that his body was holding Damian. Or was it Damian? “What the?!” Jon yells looking at the Amazon male. They had swapped bodies. And Damian doesn’t know how to fly, making him fall with a yell with Jon still in his arms. “Damnit!” Y/N yells, he immediately swooped down and held the two boys by their waist. “I hate this.” “Me too Prince.”

At the bat cave, Y/N were in Jon’s body, Jon was in Damian’s body, and Damian was in his body. Y/N immediately grabbed onto his body. Shaking the boy, “get out of my body Damian!” Y/N yelled. He was angry, confused, and annoyed. His eyes turned red, indicating heat vision that’s about to burst. Damian quickly pushed your head aside, the laser shooting off and damaging something. Jon awkwardly stood there, he felt happy he couldn’t hear things far away or even see through things accidentally. But still, he couldn’t do anything at the moment as the two super strong boys argue.

“If you were a little bit more patient, we would’ve succeeded in this mission!” Damian yells in Y/N’s body. Y/N gritted his teeth, pushing Damian from him. “Right, but you took your sweet time didn’t you Damian!” Y/N yells. Damian flew across the cave, before immediately tackling Y/N. Jon’s eyes widen, he tried to move towards the two angry boys. But with how they both were pulling hair and using their excessive strength. Jon said “nope, fuck this” and went to find the adults.

As y/n and Damian were tumbling around and wrestling. Jon came back with Batman and Superman. “Holy!—” Clark immediately tears the boys apart from each other. Y/N was still feral along with Damian. Trying to claw at each other. “Boys!” Superman yells out. The two stopped, looking at the kryptonian. “What is going on?” Jon, aka who’s in Damian’s body start to explain the situation that had happened.

“We sneaked out to do our own mission for this patrol but we caught this weird little goblin looking dude, can I say he was rude because he stuck his tongue at me and—”

“JON! Get on with it man!” Y/N yelled out impatiently.

“Oh right! Okay but like then he popped this blender out and switched our souls so now I’m in Damian’s body, damian’s is in Y/N’s body and Y/N is in mine and they started to fight so I got you guys here to se if yall can fix this.” Jon says, finishing in one blow. Clark and Bruce looked at each other and sigh.

What will they do with these three.

Time passed with the trio as Bruce went to contact someone. Firestorm soon walked in, smiling as he held Mr Mxyzptlk like a stray cat. The imp was nervously chuckling. “Ah Pooh, guess my fun is over.” Batman leaned his face at the imp. “Fix them.” Batman points to Jon who stands there with Superman holding two angry boys. Glaring at the imp, eyes filled with rage and distaste. Firestorm smirked, “or else professor would like a little talk with you.” Mr Mxyzptlk shudders again the thought of the professor in his head. “Fine! Here kids.”

“Kltpzyxm” the imp poofs away, not wanting to deal with the professor like last time. The souls of the boys went back to place. Jon smiled seeing his hands, Damian scoffed meanwhile Y/N rolled his eyes but smiled. “Awesome, we’re back to our bodies. You can put me down man.” Clark frowned. “Can’t do that sport.” The boys raised a brow as Jon looked at his father. Batman walked up to the trio. “You snuck out to do your own mission. You failed and got yourself in trouble. You are all grounded,” Brufe then points to the Amazon boy. “And I’ll be contacting your mother Y/N.” Y/N’s eyes widened, Jon frowns. And Damian scoffs.

“AH WHAT?!”

[blueberryismilk18]

Scandalabra x (GN) Reader Drabbles/hc’s?

Spoilers for Scandalabra

NOT PROOF READ

I have noticed a lack of Scandalabra content so I will try to provide

I apologize for anything that is slightly out of character especially for the Jon Wick parts.

🕯️Scandalabra would make a great boyfriend. He is a man whom enjoys scandals.

🕯️ That being said he’s a listener, on top of being a talker, yeah remember mentioning your favorite food to him don’t be surprised it appears on your table. (And a very upset Mitchell Linn and Daisuke) 

🕯️With that it’s one of the ways he shows his affection. And sharing secrets, to show his more vulnerable side. He is almost always open about stuff… almost..

🕯️In all seriousness he does enjoy some Princess treatment he absolutely adores it. It makes him feel.. special. That he’s worth something, even if his sass and snark won’t let him admit it 

🕯️Though he will do the same right back, it’s just in his nature (despite how annoying his ramblings are) he has a deep and profound feelings for you. He truly wishes to understand why you don’t leave him out like the others (though he does find it kind of hot when he sees you flirting with the others. Like Rebel said themself he’s kinda a “cuck”)

🕯️when he sees you hanging out with Maggie he feels a wave of panic, especially when he finds out it’s regarding him.

🕯️It scares him to no end. The though of you hating him, the though of loosing the one person he didn’t drive away. He had been very open about himself, let himself be vulnerable to you. For a moment the walls he let you break down had built up once more.

🔍Once you and Maggie confronted him about being not who he says he was angry, scared, and sad. He is confronted about being Jon Wick. And he has no other choice but to admit it, his life before.

🧨He couldn’t look at you in your eyes for a few long moments. He felt small, he had mental prepared himself for the worst. He knew it could come. But when he met your eyes he saw nothing but love.

🧨To you Jon Wick or Scandalabra whatever he chose to be, he knew you would stick with him. 

🧨As Jon Wick he would protect you, forever and always. 

🕯️ Even as scandalabra he would always keep an eye on you. He would go to the ends of the earth for you. His love has no end.