#h0rr0r

[cartoonrival]

kaiji and ichijou in a trap together would also be preeeeeddy fucking funny. i think ichijou has to be the one whose life is at risk and kaiji is the one who has to complete the task saw 3d style

[antimnemonic]

I promise you cannot predict what happens to these kids

[deepseah0rr0r]

A small snippet of a oneshot Ive been working on

[unfortunately-unoriginal]

glitch witch

[arimonsterwolf]

I am s0 very n0rmal and 0kay and can be trusted in the h0rr0r secti0n 0f a sh0p

:)

[xan-izme]

Dubble Life Pt. 15 (Batfam x reader x ATSV)

Summary: The calm before the storm.

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part 14

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Your birthday was coming up. You usually don't think too much about it. But now a certain person is no longer in your life, your dreading it. So many little things your mother did for you started to hit you a little more now.

You were on top of a building watching the city from above while in your spider suite. Your snapped out of your train of thoughts when your time watch started to beep. You sighed as you grabbed the watch, attaching it to your wrist. It was a call from Jess. You reluctantly answerer. A hologram of the older woman shows up.

"Y/n! we detected an anomaly at your location."

You nod and pull your mask on. "Got it. Report back in 10."

Jess quickly spoke before you hung up. "Wait! . . . Don't go in alone. I could send Peter B in. Pennie is available for dispatch-"

"No." Your firm tone broke through. Jess frowns

"You can't always go through these alone Y/n."

"Never said I was alone." Before Jess could even speak you ended the call. Jason walks up next to you.

"So. Where we headed?"

You checked your watch to see where exactly the anomaly was. "23 kilometers east. looks like it's about four blocks away from crime ally."

As if on que an explosion is heard.

Miles has been feeling bad for snapping on you. So, he's hoping the birthday presents he prepared for you will mend over the gap that has been growing between you two.

While Miles was working on one of his presents, a portal opened up. He jumps out of his chair and grabbed a bat, ready to strike, but paused when he watched Gwen come through the portal. Miles's brows furrowed. Confused as to why she was here.

Miles never really talked much with Gwen, only interacting with her during missions with Y/n.

Gwen put her hands up "Whoa there! c-calm down. It's just me."

Miles slowly puts the bat down. "What are you doing here. Y/n said-"

"I know what she said. But this is important, please. Hear me out."

Miles was hesitant, but eventually the two settled down and began to talk.

Gwen explained how things are getting more difficult in the spider society. Spiders from other universes are disconnecting. anomalies are getting out of hand. And Miguel is sensing something more is going on. Everyone is needed on standby. So much is happening at the same time in so many worlds. Miguel needs to make sure he can connect all the dots to understand just what in the hell is happening.

"I found a lead. Your worlds Kingpin has been working with Alcamex for the past few months. That explosion at the bridge with Y/n's mother, the anomalies popping up here and in Gotham, he is connected. She won't listen to me. . ." Even with Gwen's mask over her face, Miles could tell that the distance between her and his cousin has pained her.

"But you, she'll listen to you. As long as it's from you, she'll do it."

Gwen hands him a hard drive full of the information needed convince Y/n to come to HQ and help figure out the chaos that has been going on for months.

Back to you and Jason. Two anomalies in the same place at the same time, this has never happened before. It was slightly overwhelming. Jason cleared out the last of the civilians as best as he could while trying to support you while you fought the two villains that were teaming on your ass.

"Are those things real?" Jason spoke from under his mast as he dodged a blow from doc-cot's tentacle's. This Doc-oct seem to have real tentacles coming from his back

"Looks like it-" Your hit from behind from a Sandman variant.

Jason tries to get to you but is stopped by Doc-oct.

You were struggling. You don't have a sandman in your universe, you're not familiar with how to stop him. You shoot a wed to pull yourself out, but it doesn't work, he was practically drowning you with sand.

Jason tries to not be too violent with villains. He really tries. But as soon as he sees some sand monster trying to suffocate you, welp kindness is definitely out of the window. He shoots at Doc-oct goggles making him lose sight and balance for a few seconds. Enough time for him to pull out his swords and slice off its tentacles. Once Doc-oct was on the ground Jason wasted no time to knock the man out.

Before he even reaches out, in a blink of an eye, someone comes swinging in attacking Sandman from behind

"What the. . ." Jason gets a good look at the surprise guest, readying his gun. To his shock and confusion, it's someone with a spider suit.

You cough and gasp for air, Jason now by your side helping you up.

"Who the hell is that." Jason spoke as he watched the new spider swinging circles around Sandman. You were confused and look to the direction Jason was looking. And there, you see a spider hero a very familiar one. The air around him moving like he was cut out from a comic book. Finally, those damn spikes on his head.

"Hobbie?" You mumbled in utter shock.

You and Jason were on top of a roof watching Hobbie throw the anomalies through a portal and jumping in right after.

"So. . . Is he a close friend of yours?" Jason just watched you dramatically watch the other Spider Hero leave through the portal.

". . . Yeah." You never realized how much you missed your friends from the society till now. You frown, the eyes of your mask squinting just slightly, showing how sour your mood is now.

"Well, aren't you just a ball of sunshine today." You and Jason quickly turn your heads to the direction the voice came from.

There Hobbie stood, his arms crossed as his head tilted. "Well, you going to just stand there all buggy eyed? or you going to come on over and give me my hug love!"

Suddenly your filled with joy, your frown from before replaced with a smile. Before Jason could react, you ran past him and towards Hobbie.

Jason watched you and your friend hugging each other.

The hug lasted longer than Jason was comfortable with. Hobbie pulled away, ruffling your head before cupping your face.

"You have been missed."

You paused for a moment, your smile faltering. You have missed them too. You think you miss everyone. Not for sure. It's hard to tell now. You were sure you hated the whole society just a few minutes ago. But seeing Hobbie again, just brought back memories of how much joy your friends from the spider society brought you in hard times. How they understood the heavy responsibility of protecting your world and family.

"I. . . I missed you-"

Suddenly Jason separated the two of you by stepping in the middle "Okay! Hug time is over."

You gasped when Jason points the barrel of his gun at Hobbie

"What the hell- Red Hood stop!" You were baffled by Jasons actions

Hobbie cocked his head to the side, unamused.

"Look buddy. Thanks for the help and all. But I think it's best you hop back into that portal of yours." Jason's voice came out cold and stern, causing you to frown at his behavior.

Hobbie stayed silent for a moment, glancing over to you.

"Heard your birthday was coming up. Got you a little something"

He tossed you a box. But Jason caught it before you could grab it.

Hobbie chuckled at the threatening aura coming off of the man that stood between you and him. Hobbie stepped back

"Catch you later love!" Hobbie shot a web into the open portal from behind him and gave you two a goodbye salute before he was pulled into the portal before it closed.

You watched Hobbie leave, feeling a little bit of sorrow take over you. But Jason snapped you out of it by "gently" smacking your head.

The drive back to the manor was awkwardly silent. Jason was now for some reason in a bad mood. You were staring at the box in your lap. You felt the excitement of opening the present Hobbie had gotten you. Was it another ticket to one of his concerts like before? or was it going to be something wilder like that baby bore he tried to gift you for Christmas before Miguel took it away due to it being from a different world.

"So, you going to fill me in on Mr. London back there?" Jason's voice finally broke the silence, his eyes focused on the road,

". . . Hobbie. He's spider man in his world. One of my old partners for anomaly missions." Your fingers traced the edge of the wrapped box.

"He's a good friend." You spoke with fondness. Jason scoffed at your words "Sure."

Your brow quirks up "What?"

"You two were hugging longer than needed, hell you don't even hug demon spawn like that. And he's your favorite. Sure, you two were just friends?"

Your face scrunched up "What? Ew no he's like, hella older than me. Like your age."

"Wha- you're a bitch." Jason swore if he wasn't driving, he would put your spider ass in a headlock. But he knows Bruce would kill him if he got in a car accident with you in the car. You burst out laughing.

"And plus, I don't have favorites, I love everyone in the manor equally . . . . Except for you of course."

Jason immediately got irked by your words and began to shout about driving the car in a ditch and burying your body where no one can find it. But you laughed. Your laughter filled the car.

And for a moment, Jason's expression softens. You two rarely get these moments together. You two might be partners when it comes to fighting crime, but your technically his sister. He doesn't get the sister side of you that much, that side mainly going to Damian, Dick or Tim.

"Ugh, I'm hungry now."

"Of course you are."

You let out an exaggerating gasp "Hoe, you calling me fat?"

With a smirk Jason spoke in the calmest way he could.

"Yup."

Not even a second later you punched the older man in the arm.

"So. . . how in the world were you two able to get into multiple accidents, with just one car, at the same time." Bruce was staring you and Jason down.

One moment you and Jason were in the car horsing around, next the two of you are getting scolded by Bruce for getting into and accident while causing three other cars to crash.

". . . It was Y/n fault!" Jason was quick to place the blame on you. You immediately sat up straight

"Oh, hell no!"

The two of you started to argue. Bruce could only breath in deeply, letting out a long sigh. Why was it so hard to raise kids? Just why?

Bruce decided to just send you to your room for the night. But Jason was to stay.

The room went silent for a moment now that it was only Bruce and Jason.

"How many times have I told you, and your brothers. When it comes to her, you are to be as careful as you can be." Bruce spoke sternly.

"Come on Bruce, she's tougher than you think. She ain't a desert rose."

"She's not like us Jason. You could have left that crash with a few cuts and a bruise, but she could have ended up in the hospital."

Oh, if only Bruce knew.

". . . Fine."

Jason wonders why Bruce hasn't told you about the truth of this family. You have been here for months. Was it because of trust? Jason doesn't know. But he does know that you are not that different from them. He wonders how Bruce will react when he finds out you've been a vigilante longer than Damian.

Today was the day. Your birthday, sad to say it did not start off well.

You woke up late. Like really late. Damian tried to wake you up multiple times, but you wouldn't budge. Jason had to elbow your stomach to wake you up. Not the best way to wake up.

You rushed yourself to get ready, running down the stairs, almost knocking Tim out.

"Whoa! Y/n slow down!"

"Sorry Timmy!" You shout your apology as you rushed down the stairs.

You quickly grabbed the ready cup of coffee Alfred set for you and downed your breakfast like there was no tomorrow. Not seeing Dick and Bruce who just stared at you wide eyed, absolutely baffled.

You ran out the moment you finished.

". . . did she even chew?" Dick questioned as you glanced to Bruce who just sighed.

"Nope."

Of course, school didn't go by smoothly. The first few hours felt like hell. You had three big tests in three classes in a row. Your fourth period made you socialize with a bunch of kids who clearly already were a friend group. Feeling a little left out.

But that didn't matter. It was lunch time. And you were on the way to eat lunch with Damian. As you were putting your books away in your locker, you felt your watch buzzing. Your brows furrowed, quickly heading to a secluded area and answered the call, a hologram of Miguel pops up.

Miguel seems to freeze. He wasn't expecting you to actually answer. He stuttered out your name

"You- How are you doing?"

You frown as the older man went on a rant about wanting to know how you were doing.

"This is an emergency line Miguel. Get to the emergency part please."

"Right, right. Sorry." Miguel cleared his throat.

"Emergency meeting, all spider hero's needed."

"Now?"

"Now would be ideal."

You sighed. This was not how you wanted to spend your lunch time.

"Be there in five."

Before Miguel could respond, you hung up. You groan while dragging your hand down your face. You don't really want to face Damian right now. So, you texted your brother about needing to leave for an emergency. Then texted Jason about the situation, so he can cover for you in any way he can.

Bruce wanted your first birthday with him and the others to be perfect, he wanted to throw a gala, but Alfred and Damian immediately shook their heads at that. You would not feel comfortable with that, surrounded by a bunch of rich people you didn't know was not a way you would have enjoyed your birthday.

So, he asked Rio, your aunt for assistance. So that is how he ended up in a small caffe with Rio, the two have been planning for today for a week now.

"I'm planning to use white roses for the floral decoration- she likes roses, right?" Bruce glanced up to Rio to confirm his choice.

"Oh no, lily's. orange ones."

Bruce nods and listed those down.

"So, what did you get her?" Rio set down her cup of coffee.

Bruce paused for a moment and smiled, pulling out a small box from his pocket.

"I know she doesn't like anything to extravagant. But I didn't want to be too simple." Bruce slid over the box to Rio.

Curious, Rio opens the box, expect some sort of Jewlery. But no.

". . . Keys?" Rio's brow quirked up in confusion.

"Are-are you getting her a car?" Rio spoke with a shocked expression. Bruce felt a little doubtful now.

"Is it too much? I mean- she's at the age where she could learn. All my boys know how to drive so they could teach her when I can't."

"Bruce." Rio cut him off from his nervous ranting.

"She's going to love this." Her words of reassurance calmed the man down.

"Nothing has to be perfect, just everyone being there will be enough for her."

Bruce knows that. He just wanted to give you so much. He has the money and power to do so. But he also knows that spoiling you with money and expensive Jewlery or clothes won't fill up the space between the two of you.

But he wants to keep trying. Because you're his daughter, and he loves you.

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A/N: over 2,000 followers. . . WTF!?

[bunnwich]

Rituals☁️(Leona x Reader)

Leona is low on spoons after the Tamashina-Mina tournament and needs some attention. Also what better way for him to sneakily court his favorite creature?

Curated from my 200k+ words Leona x Yuu fic

Characters: Leona Kingscholar x Yuu!Reader (GN. No physical description for Yuu. Yuu knows massage therapy.)

Words: 3k, 3rd person

Notes: I saw a meme the other day about how: “Liberalism leaves people’s bodies when mental health starts to affect someone’s hygiene” and I thought of how the fandom used to treat Leona. Also, I really wanted to make the “he uses you as a pillow” cliche not icky. 

Tagging: @comingyourlugubriousness @nammanarin @twst-the-night-away @twstinginthewind @ephemii @the-monday-witch @anevilbunnyinthehat @stagefullofsilly @theshipthatneversetsail @patrioticarcreactor @ice-cweam-sod4 @beaniz @the-nightingales-song @efsstash @cyn-write @porcelain-animatronic @lowcallyfruity @bestmannequin2018 @h0rr0r-10ver-69

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It was baffling enough of a request that Leona Kingscholar invited Yuu to his home, but even more so was the thing he asked of them now.

“What? Am I your servant now, too?”

“No, course not.” He seemed deeply offended at this implication, nostrils flaring in indignance while his ears flopped backward against his hair. “I’m…askin’ you.” His ears flipped back up as he took a step closer, awaiting their response.

“Wait. You're serious…?” Yuu asked with a crinkle of their nose.

“Please…?” The word was barely audible, the man’s green-eyed stare never breaking from theirs. “If you’d be so kind…” He smirked, putting on an air, propping a hand on his hip. It was a warm day at the palace and he donned a pair of loose linen pants and a matching cream-colored tank top, all embroidered with gold.

Yuu swayed their head back and forth while they considered the idea, unimpressed by the sudden “princely” act. What was he up to? They gazed down at the object in their hand as if it held the answer. Well, it wasn’t often that they heard that word from Leona Kingscholar. “Fine, okay.” 

Was it really such a big deal, brushing his hair?

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The hammock below the two of them swayed with both their weights as they sat face to face, each teetering on each edge of the colorful canvas. Late afternoon light filtered through the stained glass over all the greenery of the palace gardens, gilding everything it touched. 

Sighing, Yuu made another move, leaning forward to grab another section of the dark waves from the man’s shoulder. They hadn’t even ended up using the brush much so far. The only thing it had been good for was hitting the man when he talked back. 

“Well, the good news is…I got most of it.”

On their way here, Yuu grabbed their bag, bringing it with them to the gardens. Luckily, they kept a few favorites with them at all times. A small vial of rosehip oil; that would work. It could be used for both skin and hair in a pinch. Removing the dropper from the bottle they dripped some more into their palms, rubbing them together before applying it to the end of the man’s loose curls.

“Stinks.”

Yuu couldn’t help but roll their eyes at him. “It’s just rose. It’s nothing compared to that eye-watering cologne you bathe in every day. They sighed, working it through his thick tresses in the silence, pulling it all through to the ends of each section. “...I shouldn’t really be brushing it when it’s all tangled like this, you know.”

“Tch, I know that,” He said indignantly, his lips pressing into a small pout, eyes downcast to watch them work. “Everyone just assumes my hair is like my brother’s…”

They pressed their lips together. “Hmph. Then do it yourself, next time, huh? ” Letting out a huff, they released the bushel of soft curls, the dark curtain falling over Leona's neck. His hair honestly wasn’t as bad as he had made it seem. It just needed some moisture and careful detangling.

“Naw, why would I…when you’re already doing it for me.” The man reclined forward, propping his elbow on the canvas. “Mmm.” He watched them move on to the next section, meticulously separating the frizz and smoothing it over with the oil. Releasing a small sound in his throat,  he stared up at them with lethargic eyes, seemingly in a trance. 

Yuu shook their head at his comment, knowing that secretly he was just eating up the attention.  Keeping their eyes down on their work, they were careful not to pull too hard on his strands.

Leona muttered something as his lids fell completely closed, the end of his tail tapping on the edge of the hammock by their knee. A steady drumbeat.

They took their time with the rest, with only the noise of a few birds calling and Leona’s occasional sigh or grumble. It wasn’t long before, their lids lulled down too. It was relaxing in a way, quietly detangling someone’s hair.

Every once and a while their eyes flitted to the man’s face, catching the little twitch of the corner of his lips. After Yuu was done the detangling, they pulled two equal parts of the bottom sections forward, trying their best to get them even. They stuck their tongue out while they focused, before braiding them as neatly as they could manage, in the way he normally wore them. 

“There, you look more like yourself...” Yuu shrugged when they were done, tugging on one of the braids, and making sure the man wasn’t actually asleep.  “Better?” They crossed their arms, raising a brow over at him.

“Yeah.” The man opened his eyes slightly, the edge of his mouth falling into a crooked, but satisfied smile. “You did good.” His voice crackled just like the way a warm fire would. Like the bonfires at Savanclaw. He may have been sincere, but everything Leona said was always dipped in just a little bit of patronization.

Yuu palmed him on the forehead, pushing his face away slightly before letting their fingers drift up to his scalp, moving some of the hair out of his face.

“Hm?” He questioned, shifting slightly, turning his head to look up at what they were doing.

“Are you uh- still having those headaches?” They began to work their finger into his crown, between his twitching ears, pressing gently down on a few familiar pressure points. “I have to tell you, I’m the best.”

“I always have a headache when you're around.”  He sat up erect, suddenly seeming full of energy, grabbing their calves and yanking them closer to him, practically into his lap. He kept going until the backs of their legs were hooked over his thighs. He chuckled in delight at their bewildered deer-in-headlights reaction. 

Yuu froze at his boldness, pressing their lips together into a pout as they stared up at him with blinking eyes. 

“Don’t be all shy, now. Prove it. I think I got a big one coming on.” He purred at them.

Still playing, hm? “Hmph.” They huffed out a breath at his shenanigans.

Leona didn’t let them get far though, keeping his lock around their ankles, leaning over to study their reaction. “Feel free to say no.” He released them, holding his hands up innocently. “...If you’re not up to the task that is.” A bit of his white fangs gleamed as his sneer widened, leering at them through his dark lashes.

“You-” Yuu stuttered, resigning themselves. They were falling for it. This is what Leona was best at: pushing others into “proving themselves” by gently prodding them from their comfort zone.

“Fine.” Saying nothing more, they only lifted their hands to evaluate him once more, taking in a breath before tracing their fingers down the sides of his muscular neck. 

Ah, the man seemed a bit surprised to see them agree, but he quickly masked it with another smug smile as he lifted his jaw to accommodate them.

Leona’s skin was much warmer than theirs and surprisingly smooth, his excited pulse fluttering under their fingers. “Hm. You are tense.” They muttered aloud, pressing their thumb into one of the hard muscles there. “That hurt?”

“Ack, what do you think? Beast…” He hissed, his ears lowering slightly, grabbing their wrist to stop them.

Yuu smirked, most people didn’t expect that kind of strength from them…until they gave them a chance to prove it. “Sheesh, sorry you big baby. I was just askin’.” They rolled their eyes and swatted his nosy hand away. This allowed them to focus again, laying their palms on both of his broad shoulders. 

They could see it clearly now, his shoulders were rounded forward, and his left side was higher–signaling to them he probably held more tension there.

The man was studying them again, one grumpy eye barely open. 

Yuu chuckled, no one expects how much it hurts. Though as much as they enjoyed hurting the man, they went in softer this time, gently kneading his shoulders and neck, before they bothered to poke him anymore. As they worked closer to his jaw, they became enveloped in his signature smell. Traces of cinnamon, hints of orange, and star anise lingered on their fingertips as they explored his exposed skin, taking care to not pull on the golden necklace that hung from his neck.

“How…did you know?” Leona asked through a groan.

 They had hit the right spot.

“The way you walk, for one. You know, with your head forward. For royalty…your posture is terrible, you know. You heard Vil. Anyways, I can just tell by feeling most of the time.” Yuu added, continuing to work on the tightest areas first.

“Tch, you’re one to talk,” He said through his groans, brown ears flopping to the sides as he began to relax into their skilled touch. “...I recall us both getting reamed by Schoenheit at those practices.”

“Hey, I’m not the one on trial here. You asked for my expert opinion.” They continued, reaching around to the back of the man’s neck to rub circles in the base of his skull, moving up into his thick hair.

Leona made a rumbling noise in his chest at this, letting his head nod forward until he went completely limp in their hands. Somewhere, between the ticks of both their breaths, he had slumped his whole weight on them. A whole lion in their lap.

“Mmm.” He nuzzled his forehead against Yuu's shoulder, moving his hand from their calf up onto their arm, running a finger across the loose thread of their sleeve.

Yuu tensed, the man’s warm breath tickling their neck. It felt a little surreal to think such a powerful mage lay against them now like an oversized house cat. It was sort of an honor that he felt so relaxed around them. Sort of. 

They shook their head, trying not to giggle, and straightened their back to accommodate the new weight. Yuu kept on working as if nothing had changed, ignoring the fluttering in their guts that his soft breaths over their cheeks stirred. 

After they finished with his scalp, they worked back down to his shoulders, grabbing both of them and twisting them to one side, signaling wordlessly for the man to turn around for them. The hammock squeaked as he rearranged himself and Yuu pulled his head down into the center of their lap.  

Some people they had worked on, like Jack, could never fully relax for them, no matter how many times they reminded him to. However, the oxymoron of man before them seemed to have no problem flopping over like a sleepy kitten, ready to be petted. 

Going by cat behavior, he had shown them his belly, a small sliver peeking from the edge of his top. Now, with a completely malleable lion in their lap, Yuu couldn’t help but smile. He was totally at their mercy, moving whichever way they pulled him.

Their fingers made their way up and down his neck shoulders and even a bit of his chest, respecting the barrier of his tunic's low neckline.

Every once in a while, Leona’s lips tumbled open with a deep rumbling sigh of relief, pressing himself in their touch with each stroke, seeming to crave more and more. Their face grew hot, some part of this felt…too intimate. No, no. It was just a massage, but the man’s touch-starved reactions were becoming harder and harder to ignore.

 It was only when Yuu’s fingers reached up to his jaw did Leona open his eyes once more.

As their fingertips settled on the sides of his face, his shoulders went stiff under their care, Leona’s pulse ramping up for the first time during the massage.  His jaw tightened as they brought their fingers up to the temples of his grimacing face, trying to soothe him. 

He couldn’t be nervous now, could he?

“You…hold a lot of tension in your face too,”  They said calmly, urging his head to the right side, “Especially your…jaw.” They moved down to press their thumb into his cheek, easily finding the small, rigid muscle on the left side of his face.

The man grunted, “Easy.” 

Yuu shook their head again and eased up some. “...Just breathe.” They sighed, rolling their eyes as they massaged his jaw. “That right there is probably a big culprit of your headaches, you know.”

“Hmm,” He replied thoughtfully, his face softening some at their more gentle method. 

Their fingers worked each side of his face some more, then trailed slowly up his nose, rubbing circles across his sinuses. When they made their way up to his “third eye” area they rubbed extra hard to make a point, trying to get him to relax once more. “Sorry, just trying smooth out that permanent wrinkle you got there…”

Leona scoffed, dipping his head back into their touch, and closing his eyes shut again. “Tch, yeah well, every time I come home to visit it ages me five years, so...” He chuckled.

Yuu let out a light chuckle too, taking the strokes they made on the man’s cheeks upward and into his hairline, brushing against his scar a few times.

Leona’s forehead creased, an uncommon expression gracing his usually stern or sarcastic face. His broad nose curled in discomfort and they could see his eyes flicker anxiously under his lids. He was even holding his breath.

“Hey…Just breathe I told you!” They repeated with another soft laugh. “It helps with circulation.”

“Mmph.” The man said nothing and grunted at them before exhaling loudly. They would have thought they were doing something painful to him by his expressions.

Yuu tilted their head, realizing exactly what this was all about. They cupped their palms around his cheeks before dragging the stroke up, one of their fingertips running over the edge of his scar again to test the theory. 

The skin was dryer there and slightly raised. It created extra pull whenever they went over it. But, besides that…it was no different than any other part of his face. The Leona Kingscholar couldn’t be self-conscious, could he? No one ever really commented on it, and it surely did nothing but, to quote Rook: add to his “handsome and rugged charisma.”

But, the more they thought about it, they could understand why he was so dodgy about it. A memory like that, couldn’t have been pleasant.

The more times Yuu went over it they sensed a strange pull of energy from the area, like deep space. They were sure it was something the man had buried deep, so he could convince himself that he didn’t remember what actually happened anymore. 

Can’t remember every little scratch, he said once. How many people knew the real truth, they wondered. Or if there were any legends behind it in the palace.

“You don’t have ta’ touch it.” The man blurted out, trying to keep a straight face. His lips pressed together hard before he feigned a usual smug grin. “Though, I know that you’re a professional and all.”

“Wha-” Yuu almost wanted to roll their eyes at him for how dramatic he was being but, they didn’t. 

 “And- Why…would it bother me?” They asked casually, continuing the face massage as normal.

“Hmph.” Leona let out a huff, one side of his mouth arching upwards into a small smile. “I…see.” When he opened his eyes again, they were shiny, reflecting the tree tops around them. “Not many people have uh-”

 “Feel better?” Yuu lifted their hands from his face as they finished, saving him from the awkwardness of elaborating further. They had seen plenty enough to know how relieved he was at their response. That was enough.

“Mmhm.” He answered, clearing his throat before sitting up to face them again, the whole hammock groaning in response.  “....Thank ya.” He muttered, reaching behind to rub the back of his neck. “Much looser now-”

Leona sighed, eyebrows curving up over his eyes. Then, all at once his gaze snapped up to them, taking them in from head to toe. In one smooth movement, he let his body settle down against theirs, his strong shoulder pressing against them. 

Yuu’s heart hammered against his, mirroring the same fervid beat. No, this was more than just hair brushing. They hadn’t considered the implications until this moment, those of beastmen courtship and personal hygiene that they had read about. The concepts were often interlinked. Sacred.

A hug? No, he was just still just staring at them now, inches away, like a cat ready to pounce. The usual slits of his eyes were dark pools of space, reflecting back their own baffled expression. 

Yuu swallowed. They were so gridlocked by his intense stare, it was hard to speak or even breathe with him pressing them so firmly to the canvas hammock. He seemed at odds with something, his worn gaze downcast. “W-What…what’s wrong, Leona?” They whispered through an unsteady chuckle, managing to keep their head.

“Nothin’. Nothin’ at all.” He whispered, letting his weight sink further into them. There was a peaceful smile on his face as he reached up to grab a section of their hair from behind their ear, twisting it between his fingertips, tail flopping behind him lazily.

It felt like they were being chosen for something.

“Wha-” Their eyes widened, it took them a whole 30 seconds to realize the man was braiding the pieces together, calm and methodical, like when he was arranging his pieces on a chess board. Part of the plan. It was obvious Leona knew how to braid hair but it was…surreal to behold it.

When he was done the corner of his mouth turned up more, creasing a dimple into his cheek. His eyes fixated on the sight of his results, he was so…proud of his work.

Yuu didn’t even have time to speak before he turned his head away, lying his cheek on one side of their shoulder once more. He had done it so casually as if he had done it a hundred times before and would do it a hundred times more.

They understand why he did it, the two of them were…a matching set now.

He chose them. Their heart squeezed as the man draped his arms around their waist, locking them in place once more as something shifted between them.

 Leona’s cocky air had all but dissipated. “...Is this okay with ya?” He muttered so softly they almost missed it. He was asking permission, asking if they would accept him.

“Oh um…Y-yes.” They let their arms fall around his back, tugging on the end of his curls as they held him. Yes, he was getting way too comfortable, but it was their fault for allowing it, right? Yuu laid their head on his, letting him know for sure that: yes, it was okay.

“Hey, I know you're not falling asleep right now.” They grumbled playfully, tugging on his hair and furrowing their brow. Meanwhile, they curled their legs around his torso like a koala as he held them tight, making sure there was no space between them.

They knew it was all a lost cause. He had set the board how he wanted. He would not let them go again, and they didn’t want him to.

“Shh,” Leona mumbled into their shirt, inhaling deeply. “ You’ve been real workin’ lately hard, right? Rest wit’ me.”

“But I-” Yuu yawned, their eyes watering some as they did. The action had forced their eyes shut. The breeze also was not helping, rocking them both gently inside the hammock.  “Fine. But just for a little while.” They breathed out, their own shoulders finally relaxing. Yuu’s head slumped over to gently bob against Leona’s. 

“You win…this time.”

The man only chuckled at their admission of defeat, a warm note buzzing against their chest. 

The last thing they saw was the colored glass of the greenhouse, filtering in pink light through the serrated leaves of the palm trees.

Leona’s sighs of contentment traveled through their body, as his warm fingers kneaded into their back. 

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[couldeatthatgirlforlunch]

Homewrecker!Roy Harper who at first just wants casual sex and likes the thrill the forbidden romance gives him.

Homewrecker!Roy who of course tells all his friends about his adventures with you while being a side-lover.

Homewrecker!Roy who you have to scold all the time because he's not careful in the slightest, leaving all the marks he wants, sending you the most suspicious texts as if you don't have anything to hide, who wants to meet you at places where either your partner or people you know might be.

Homewrecker!Roy whose biggest fantasies include having sex at your place, in the bed you share with your partner, and hiding so your partner doesn't find him.

Homewrecker!Roy who once surprised you by showing up at an event you and your partner where, dragged you to a hidden place, and only let you get out when your legs were shaking and you had to pretend to be sick to go home because of how wrecked you were.

Homewrecker!Roy who when he officially meets your partner, while pretending it's the first time you met, flirts very openly with you, almost moking your partner.

Homewrecker!Roy who quickly catches feelings.

Homewrecker!Roy who gets a tattoo for you.

Homewrecker!Roy who’s really insecure and jealous of your partner, and becomes a nuisance, always trying to make you get caught when you're together.

Homewrecker!Roy who starts giving you the best presents, taking you to the best dates, inviting you to meet his friends, and acting as if you're an actual couple.

Homewrecker!Roy who even wants to meet your parents if you have a good relationship with them, and if your partner is bad to you, he can even make them like him enough so they press you to get a divorce and be with Roy, because he's an asshole like that.

Homewrecker!Roy who gave his broken self entirely to you and whose happy ending depends on you.

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Crimes of a Mother

Ch. 2 Under the radar

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Y/n would come around the manor one a week for dinner. They enjoyed her presence a lot. Hearing about her childhood was refreshing truly. She had the childhood and teenage hood none of them got to have and they were glad. She was family, even if she didn’t know it. What was frustrating though was that she never spoke of her investigation or her findings. When asked, she would just show a knowing grin and shake her head. She was unto them. Damian would observe her mannerism like a hawk. It was undeniable she was Bruces child.

She still followed them during the night, a difficult thing to get rid off. They tried grappling away, smoke bombs, the shadows, she would catch them. Whether it was by foot, roof, or car, she was watching, camera in hand and her bag slung over her shoulder. Some days, they noticed her two friends would be with her. The camera woman, the getaway driver, and the lookout, they were an excelent team. They had been thinking of ways to confront her about it in mask but everytime they tried, she was with them. It was a slow night for patrol in a crisp November night and the fastastic trio, as they had named them were out on the hunt. Taylor was on the drive seat, Y/n was on the passenger seat and Charlie stayed in the back.

-“he looked at he as if I was some sort of freak for suggesting that his strategy was absolute shit and went for my shoes, MY!! CLEETS!! That man is absolutely gay, I’m calling it!!!”

Charlie exclaimed complaining about the captain of his soccer team, who he was sure had it against him.

-“Maybe it’s an enemies to lovers trope” (T)

-“You know those never work in real life” (Y)

-“Unless you add sports and a heavy load of sexual tension” (T)

-“Instead on knife to the throat it is a cleet” (Y)

-“THAT’S FOUL” (C)

The three laughed as they ate Batbuger. Batman, Nightwing, Robin, and Red Hood watched the scene from above in the shadows; both appretiating the girl enjoying her life and protecting the car from posibble danger. Maybe they were living vicariously through her and her sense of freedom.

-“So hows the investigation coming through?”

Asked Taylor with a mouthful. At that, they all perked up. Yn chewed and motioned to pull up the windows. As they did, Jason shot a small hearing device before the window closed. It stuck to the floor under one of the seats without any of the three noticing. They turned on the volume and connected it to the comns. Everyone was listening.

-“First of all, ew, dont talk with your mouth open and second of all, which of the three?”

-“Three? She has three undergoing investigations?!?!”

Whisper-yelled Dick and Jason shrugged.

-“Umm all three? I mean, we aren’t risking our necks in the middle of the night in a random dirty ass alley in Gotham just to get halfsies”

Charlie argued

-“Fair, let’s start with the least complicated one, Batman’s identity…”

Even though, Stephanie, Cass, and Duke were patroling on the other side of town; and Barbara was at the cave with Alfred, they were all intently listening. Finally, she carried on,

-“I have been tailing him, well them for weeks. They are eight in total that take turns patroling. Batman, Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin, Black Bat, Signal, and Spoiler. They have been knowing I have been following them ever since the second week of university, but we all know I started the night I went to Wayne Manor. They vary in sizes and thankfully, I was able to get enough pictures to get their heights and test their tracks for estimated weight, see-“

She opens her laptop and shows them; Bruce tries to zoom in with his lenses and see.

-“She’s got most of them correct”, he mutters

-“This somewhat narrows it down. We are looking at four blackettes and a blonde, Signal and Black Bat are still a mystery. Signal is black though, which helps. Then I thought about who could possibly have the money to fund all of these gadgets and suits, which moves us to the upper east and eliminates Crime Alley and such. This carries on to the question, who would have the resources for such team, and I'm not talking money anymore, I'm talking human resources. This could direct us to one Billionare in specific, with precisely seven kids and a Blonde family friend. Bruce Wayne. Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian all have black hair. Yes, it's true, Red Hood wears a helmet, but I have seen him fight without it, and his hair is black. The only other person that matches the height and the hair is Jason. Damian's skin color matches Robin’s. Duke is the only black member in the family and Stephanie is the only blonde. Barbara is in a wheel chair, which rules her out. Now, even though the height matches with Bruce and Batman, I have not seen Batman without the cowl so I’m not entirely sure if it could be him. He might be Batman, or he might just be the one investing in all of this. They are my main suspects, but I still need more information to actually confirm it’s them. For all I know, these could be all coincidences. I can’t make an accusation on these alone.

-“Oh fuck….that is still amazing ” (T)

-“Shit….yeah that brain of yours is something else” (C)

-“Now, even though I’m like 50% sure it might be them, I still need DNA samples. I managed to swab some of the blood in one of the fights they had before it dried after they left and am currently searching how to identify DNA samples. Might go to the forensic lab and get some help from that girl you’ve been talking to, Tay”

-“Oh we aren’t talking anymore, she’s too clingy”

-“Fuck” (Y)

-“Sucks being a journalism major and not a bio one huh” (C)

-“right now, it really does” (y)

-“But you can tell her I'll link up one last time if she helps, erases the data after, and keeps her mouth shut. She was a good fuck” (T)

-“Thank youuu for your sacrifice” (Y)

Both Taylor and Charlie snort,

-“It only took her a few fucking months...” (t)

-“Tim you found our identities when you were 9” (d)

-“LESS THAN SIX MONTHS, DICK!! IT IS STILL IMPRESSIVE” (t)

-“or maybe you all have just been sloppy” (da)

-“Shut up, Damian, that includes you, you know” (t)

-“SHHHH!! I CANT LISTEN” (s)

-“Now, as for, the case of my father, there must be a reason as to why my mother sent me to Bruce Wayne of all people, he must know”

-“and if he is what you think he is, then he might have information on your family!” (Ta)

-“Correct! But if he isn’t….them i’m fucked. Which means I’d have to start the investigation all over again”

- “Damn…what would you do if you’re correct though?” (C)

-“If he is Batman, or my father, or both?”

-“All of the above I guess” (C)

“…I don’t know…maybe I’ll ask him why was he never there, what happened between my mom and him, who is my family, I mean even if he isn’t batman or my father, he for sure knows who my family is and what, and unless I have something against him to make him tell me, this will prove even harder that I thought. I guess, I’m hoping my hypothesis is true so that I can ask him and get some answers. If I have learned anything about Bruce Wayne these last few weeks I’ve been with them is that he is a mystery that keeps on birthing more mysteries. Honest-“

BANG BANG BANG

A loud noice startled them. They all stiffen and look at each other. Charlie sits up and looks at the hour, marking 20 minutes till three. Some of the lights that had been around them started dimming and if there’s something they’d learned these past few months in Gotham, was that that was never a good sign

-“I think it’s time to go!” (C)

-“Seconding that,” said Taylor, turning the car on and pulling out of the alley.

-“Yeah, as much as I trust the fact that they were there patrolling near us, I’m not gonna risk it if the suddenly have their hands full”

Y/n agreed. As the began driving, Yn noticed a few strange things from the alley they were just in. She knew Batman, Nightwing, and Red Hood had been watching from above, making sure their car was safe, but it wasn’t that. A few shadowy figures had been still on one of the roof tops and they had mistaken them earlier for gargoyles. The city was filled with them so it was an honest mistake. She saw that some of them moved and quickly took out her camera. Following them the best she could she took pictures of them. If the Batcrew (title given by Charlie) were slippery and difficult to photograph (hence why it had taken her so long to get a hypothesis and study each individually), these were way worse. Halfway through the drive; she saw less and less of them until, finally, they had gotten to the security of their apartment complex parking lot. Taylor parked the car and Charlie began cleaning up the trash. They had gotten out and noticed Y/n stayed in the car.

-“You coming?”

Taylor asked, worried as Y/n looked in her camera’s gallery.

-“Go ahead, I’ll be right up in a sec”

Taylor nodded and left towards the elevator with Charlie. As she looked in her gallery, she noticed some figures would have some sort of dark green silk with golden accents when the light would hit them. How odd. She began to put things back in her bag when she remembered earlier she had lent her charger to Charlie in the back and he never gave it back. She exited the car, opened the back door and searched for it. As she did, her hand touched on something small with a weird shape stuck to the rug under the driver seat. She pulled and found a small pin sized and bat shaped object with a red beating light.

-“Curious and curiouser” she muttered

Why would Batman leave this inside her car? It had been her turn to clean the car yesterday and this wasn’t there. She went to feel were she had plucked it from again and noticed that the rug had an indent in it.

-“This was shot in…not just simply placed,” she turned to look at the pin again, “Kind of heavy for a pin, which means it has technology inside and the red light indicates it’s on”

She pulled out her phone and turned the flashlight on, once again looking at where the pin was. She saw that the mark it left was light, but identifiable.

-“…if physics tells me anything, it had to be shot at a good distance with enough force to leave this kind of mark. hm….”

She pocketed it and closed the car. She went up to her apartment, and into her room. There she placed her stuff down and pulled out her notebook. She had told only half of the information she had found to Charlie and Taylor. Although she trusted them with her life, she knew that this information is mostly classified. That why she played it as if she was mostly uncertain, but she knew.

The last few months she would occasionally suggest doing activities that would test out their skills and compare them to what she saw at night. Nightwing was able to pull various tricks that Dick had done when she asked about his life as a Flying Grayson, which have only been seen performed by them. Jason’s aim was impecable every time they played darts and pool, almost similar to how Red Hood was know to be have perfect marksmanship. Damian’s mastery with and love for knives was impressive and strangely familiar with Robin’s. It had been one of the slow nights when the Batcrew had decided to debate on which weapons were the best and Robin seemed strangely fond of knives, daggers, and swords. Stephanie and Duke were quite obvious because of their distinctive traits. Black Bat had remained a mystery because of how easy it was for her to disappear in the night, yet Cass had that same silent aura on her. It was confirmed furthermore when she had recorded the Batcrew and the Wayne’s and compared the timbers of their voices, which were almost identical. The big Bat was the one who left her with the most doubt, he was almost impossible. Mostly silent, hair covered, and nothing to match Bruce’s behavior. The only thing that matched was height and the fact that he was a white man….and that helped with little to almost nothing.

She wasn’t 50% sure, she was 80% sure and the missing twenty was because she didn’t who Batman was.

She sat in her desk chair and spun around. Y/n had felt tired back in the car but finding the bat like pin woke her mind up. She pulled it out of her pocket and inspected it. Seeing it much clearer now, she found a few holes in the device. A tracker of some sort that could listen and record maybe?

-“You know I’m getting closer and that has you on high alert. You think you’re slick, Batsy.”

She said and pulled out her drawer, placing it in a a box inside just in case it also had a camera. Y/n was hardly ever wrong about an investigation, but this one made her doubt. It was one thing to go around in your small town from an Island, chasing mysteries and being damn good at it. Another thing was messing with a vigilante. She hoped Batman was Bruce, because if it were anyone else, she wouldn’t have her mother’s favor and the care he has gained for her protecting her and that terrified her just a little.

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Back in the cave, Bruce sat down, reviewing footage from his tracker. To confirm, it is a tracker that records sounds and videos. He sees Y/n find the tracker and inspect it. Hearing her commentary and seeing her formulating her hypothesis created a certain fondness he didn’t know how to handle. (what feeling do you know how to handle, Bruce?) She was fascinating. He knew she observed them on the daily and took notes of it. It was a matter of time before she found out and it was impressive. He had called her mother and she had said Y/n had photographic memory, which explained her attention to detail.

Seeing her put the tracker in the box, he turned it off and closed the tab; opening another one. The thing Valentina and he had dreaded has finally happened. Y/n was under the Salazar’s radar and tonight’s spies proved it. He had called Valentina the moment he saw them and they both agreed that it was best for the Bats to stay close to Y/n even if it meant risking revealing their identities to her. He had no doubts she could discover them on her own and when she did, this situation might be able to make itself ten times easier.

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[cartoonrival]

my brother said it looks like a point and click adventure

[austeretourmaline]

th3 h0rr0rs. y0u c@nn0t 3sc@p3 th3 h0rr0rs.

[deepseah0rr0r]

Okay, genuinely does anyone have ANY idea abt what other animal species Tamaran has. Cause I can't find shit.

[rockhousejai]

//BL00D AND H0RR0R WARNING

Felix and Kitty for the Monster Toons AU! Perfect timing to since October is not to far away from now

I have shown them off before but it was more of a concept so I gave them an actually design this time around lol and yes both of them are still zombies as they were before.

Anyways here’s a simple reference for them

[luludeluluramblings]

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