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A prompt that goes over Jay's thoughts as Raven changes her clothing/costume over time? Like when she was with the Titans as a kid, she basically wore a leotard with pixie shoes, then she ended up making that leotard a dress with thigh-high boots and at one point she had a costume that actually provided protection (think Rebirth/Daughter of Darkness).

Hello,

Interesting idea to dwell on Raven’s growth and costume changes. So I hope you enjoy the story! It was fun to write! =)

OfAge…

Jason supposed he was underdressed at the moment as he staredat her on the Summer Solcist, and looked her over.

She had grown, for sure, and as he stared at her heremembered what it’d been like.

He’d just come back from the grave, his moronic brother hadbuilt that stupid Red X suit to gain Slade’s favor for a trap and Jason’s lifehad gone down hill from there. But there’d been Raven.

She was no interesting beauty, not even particularlyattractive either. She’d been an awkward young tween, about twelve or thirteen,he wasn’t sure, just certain she was younger than himself. She’d had thataweful leotard on, and the slipper boots girls liked, she looked like a kid inneed of her blanket and a nap, she didn’t look all that remarkable. Especiallywith that autrocious purple hair. He could never figure out why she’d dyed itthat color.

Anyways, she hadn’t been pretty or attractive then, she’dbeen that weird emo girl.

Kori had been fucking gorgeous, not Raven.

Then she’d been in a full suit, it seemed more fitting, thelayers of armor wrapped around her, it was a weird catsuit. With the ravenemblem, he had thought her to be a Bat when he’d seen her like that. She’d beenon Timbo’s team then, and she was losing the purple. Again, she still wasn’tpretty, she had a ratty hair cut, and washed out dyes. It wasn’t a good lookfor her, still, he could see the potential. Even as he ran circles around themall as Red X and Red Hood, implementing his revenge.

Raven had then had that pixie cut, which he honestly thoughtlooked utterly ridiculous on her.

But then there’d been her plastic phase; and yes, he hadtold her exactly what he thought of her appearance then. She had been so drenchedin makeup that she looked like a fake Barbie doll wannabe. Also, he’d had theunfortunate luck to have seen her thong at that phase when he’d been hired topick her pocket of an ankh; Zatanna had hired him unwittingly, after he’d fakedhis death. Again. That was entirely B’s fault, and the fucker still didn’t seethat.

Raven had given that up, and he’d run into her a year laterwhen she was normal.

It was an unusual look for her, and her armor had two parts,all Kevlar, a gift no doubt from one of his brothers. They were all fond ofher. And he had watched as Selina gave her gloves with claws on it, and whenHarley and Ivy had given her a feathery cloak and stylish boots.

The armor she wore could also be seen littered with runesand magic, it wrapped around her protectively.

Now, there were only two parts of her uniform that had neverchanged, he didn’t understand why they hadn’t changed. Surely she’d hadoutgrown them, they were not particularly beautiful or tasteful pieces to keepfor a girl like her. One was a gold and ruby broach, it was always a clasp ofher cloak; for Raven always work as her clasp, it matched the chakra ruby onher brow, but nothing else of her dark garb. Then there was the gold belt,comprised of small gold disks, it had a small raven clasped it together. Itwasn’t particularly beautiful, it was still something she wore with whateveruniform graced her. Those two pieces, with the cloak always graced her.

He’d seen her wearing white when her emotions had the betterof her and she was pure, breaking her enemies apart.

Now he stared at her now.

Her hair was long, falling past her hips, her faceindifferent, the dress had two slits, all the way up, well past her thighs, theboots were thigh high, with a parting and another band wrapped around herthighs. The gloves had no thumbs and no first fingers, all the way up to herbiceps. The dress had no back, dipping all the way to the small of her back,and wrapped around her neck almost all the way to her jaw. Her ears were donnedwith starlike gem earrings, and she turned to him.

“What?” she asked.

“What’s this?” he asked dumbly.

“A dress,” she answered pulling her cloak around hershoulders. The way she looked at herself had him frowning.

“Rae?” he started.

“I’m of age, Jason, it’s my… my twenty fifth birthday,” shesmiled a bit. “Traditionally, I’d be presented the dress, woven with my mother’smagic, I’d have aid in dressing for my presentation, and I would be free todance and party for the night. The presentation would mean I was a full citizenof Azarath, free to marry, free to own property, and fight for Azarath. To bein Azar’s Sentient, an honor few could ever achieve it.”

“Ah, and the dress?” he asked her.

“My mother made it for me, I’ve had it since I was seven, Inever thought I would get to wear it,” Raven smiled, her hands smoothed overthe material and he walked over. The midnight material was mysterious, notblack, not blue, not purple, it shimmered, runes danced in the material likestars and he had to admit it was very beautiful. Now the belt and the broachshe wore matched, and she still wore the boots and cloak from Harley, and the gloveshad claws on the three covered fingers.

“You look beautiful, over dressed, but beautiful.”

“I’m of age Jason, I’m not over dressed,” she stated,hooking her arm in his as they walked then.

“Too right, you’re the Queen of Hell after all,” hechuckled.

“Damn straight,” she decided.

“And you’ve definitely grown into this dress, no longer thatawkward tween with atrocious purple hair,” he decided.

“It wasn’t that bad!”

“Rae, it was hideous!”

“It was not!”

“Raven, it was like Dickhead’s mullet.”

“Okay, it was definitely NOT that bad.”

“Okay, fine, it was better than your plastic phase.”

“Will you ever let that go!?”

“No. You were a Class A Bitch.”

“And you were a Psychopath with daddy issues.”

“True, And look how far we’ve come!” he smiled.

“True shit. The demon and the resurrected,” she chuckled.

“The Queen of Hell and King of Nothing!” he decided.

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Drawing Raven again.

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What about something where Conner has a massive crush on Raven. Always thought it would be a cool dynamic even if it didn't go anywhere. It would be cool in Hfab, but any of au would be cool. Just a weird parallel of Jayrose/Jerirea, Jaykara/Konrea. Ha, just a thought.

Hello,

It’s a good thought, and though this probably did not turn out as well as I had hoped for, I hope you enjoy! =)

Yes, it’s set in the Hopes for a Bastard Universe.

Hell of a Woman…

In his short lifespan Conner had obtained the following in less than a year:

-A Mom, Lois had marched into the Titan’s Tower afterdiscovering his mere existence and dragged him home with her, announcing to herhusband and son, and adopted daughter that he was now theirs.

-A Dad, Clark or Kal-El, was of extreme reluctance untilrecently to even claim him. But something had changed, and Conner didn’t knowwhat that was, but he wasn’t going to dwell on it; it was nice having a dad.

-A Grandmother; Martha had been the one to name him, afterfuriously scolding Clark for not immediately naming him, had named him; bothhis Kryptonian name; after consulting Kara; and civilian name. Conner, for her uncle.

-A Girlfriend, M’gann was amazing, though he wasn’t exactlysure how he had gotten her or why she even wanted to date him. But the sex… Connerwas pretty sure that was heaven.

-A Little Brother, Jon had been the first to adopt him, andimmediately declared to all that brothers were cooler than sisters, which hadhad both Red Robin and Robin rolling their eyes.

-An Older Sister; Kara had adored him from moment one, andeven claimed that despite him being her cousin he was her brother.

-Another Older Sister posing as Kara’s twin; Karen justsneered at him, but he sided with Kara and sneered back at Karen.

-An Older Brother; Chris’s arrival was a shocking twistafter his pod had crashed into Gotham Harbor when Raven’s powers were goingnuts apparently.

His best friends were Tim, Bart, and Cassie and it wasawesome. Conner liked being out of the Pod, it was amazing, and as he sat inTitan’s Tower alone he was eating cold pizza. M’gann had gone with her uncle tothe Watch Tower for a mission; deep space peace treaty thing. Tim was inGotham, Bart was on a date with Jaime, and Cassie was training at Themyscira.So he thought he was alone.

“Everything is fine, I promise,” a smoky monotone said whichhad Conner’s head whipping around as Raven appeared. She was talking on thephone, and reading a massive book as she walked in. “I’ll call if somethingshould come up, but I’m fine, I promise.”

Conner smiled at Raven who waved a bit at him as she walkedto the fridge.

Here’s the thing, Conner remembered his arrival to the Towerand he remembered how scared and terrifying it all was. He’d been terrified andaimed to hurt them all to get away, then she’d walked in. Raven had commandedhis and everyone’s attention, as usual, and she had stood there very patientlyas she talked to him like he was a person and not a thing. He kind of had asoft spot for her for that action. Now, Raven wasn’t particularly pretty; Kara,Donna, Cassie, the Batgirls, they were pretty, M’gann was beautiful, but Raven…there was something striking and unique about her. Conner just liked looking ather, then there was the smoky gravel of her voice, it was a voice for thedirtiest sex ever according to Zachary. Add in Raven gentle, indifferent empatheticpersonality, Conner thought she was hot. Zachary was notorious for just staringat her, but Conner found a better approach to that.

“Alright, yes, I’ll call you next week, love you too, bye,”Raven said as she hung up and shoved her phone in her pocket.

“Morning Conner,” she greeted him as her powers opened aportal and she stuck her hand in only to pull out a pie from wherever she hadreached too.

“Hey Rae,” he smiled.

“Pie? It’s apple,” she offered as she pulled a knife out ofone of the drawers.

“Sure,” he smiled. Another thing, Raven was just kind.

“So what brings you to the Tower?” she asked handing him aplate, it smelled divine. Conner loved pie, he liked Grandma’s pie especially.

“Nothing really, was going to hang with M’gann,” he said.

“How’s that going?” she asked.

“Well,” he nodded, blushing a bit as her dark gaze settledon him. No, pretty was too generic to describe Raven. “It’s… complicated.”

“Every family is complicated,” Raven pointed out.

“Kal still won’t look at me,” he muttered.

“Understand that that is not your fault,” Raven said gentlyas she reached over to him and he looked up again as her hand touched hisshoulder. “The emotions Kal has for you are complicated, they are not yourfault, and they will be sorted out, in time, in the meantime, all you can do ishave patience.”

“You seem to be an expert in that,” Conner chuckled.

“No.” she said as her face fell to one of horror, he laughedthen. “Bats and Gotham have destroyed my patience,” she sighed.

There was a blaring alarm in the Tower and on all the screenspopped up the sight of Felix Faust unleashing some magical horror upon thecity.

“Time to get to work,” Raven sighed as she stood up and hercloak materialized as did her uniform.

“Want help?”

“I want you alive, so I’ll see you soon,” she smiled. “Thanksthough, Kon,” she waved him off and Conner sighed as he looked to the screen.He liked Raven’s self-assured confidence. He liked the indistinguishable colorof her eyes, he liked her voice, and he found her so beautiful. And very out ofall their leagues. Still, he liked watching her walk, the way she handledherself, and the way she handled all of them. Alright, so he might have foundher the tiniest bit attractive; and if M’gann heard that he’d be in trouble,and if Jason ever heard it then he’d be dead. Still, he watched her on thetelevision and he smiled as Faust wavered before Raven unleashed hell. She wasa hell of a woman, and he was going to sit here eating pie and enjoying herwork.

Raven was a woman in a class all of her own.

And he kind of found it hot.

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Can someone draw Raven wearing this shirt?

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”You’re the perfect height for me to rest my chin on your head” with JayRae? Btw Blue, I absolutely love ALL your stories!! Everytime you upload a new story I litterally act like a school girl with her first crush haha <3

Hello,

I’m so glad to hear you enjoy the stories! And I hope you continue to enjoy them as they are a lot of fun to write! =)

Lug…

Raven sometimes wondered how the hell she landed in thisposition as she sat there looking over her homework as she valiantly ignoredthe pain in the ass who was currently using her as a chin rest as he read hisown book.

“Jason, don’t you have… anywhere else you can be?” shedemanded huffing her hair out of her face.

“I’m comfortable,” he rumbled.

“Well you’re giving everyone the wrong impression!”

“You started the damn shirt war.”

“It’s not about the damn shirt!” she snapped.

“Raven, I am sitting here, annoying you, comfortably,” hemused.

“Jason, I am trying to do my homework and study.”

“I know, and I’m reading Dickens,” Jason said. “Now shush,this is important.”

“My grades are important. Get off!” she shoved back againsthim. “What the hell are you made of!?” she sputtered. It felt like he was solidrock!

“Hard work, and home cooking.”

“You could just say a rock! Now I’m serious Jason, get off!I’m trying to focus!” She tried elbowing him and winced at the impact. “Ow.”

“Shut up and focus.”

“I hope the paparazzi stalk you!” She hissed.

“They’d never, besides, I’m hiding.”

“From who!?”

“Roy. He’s colicky.”

“Roy or You?”

“I’m not colicky.”

“Uh-huh, you had separation anxiety from Lian!”

“And I’ll repeat to you, her and Roy, I did not! I’m not herdad!”

“Keep telling yourself that.”

“I’m serious! I am not married to the dumbass, we just livetogether.”

“Jason. Peter. Todd.” She growled.

“I hate that Alfred told you my full name.” he muttered.

“Actually it was Richard. But back to the matter at hand, ifyou do not get off me this instant, I will banish you to hell.”

“No you won’t.”

“Jason I’m trying to study!”

“And I’m trying to read! You’re not making it easy, quitsquirming.”

“You. Suck.”

“You’re the perfect height to rest my chin, so stop moving.”

“If I didn’t know any better I’d think you’re dating.”

“What?” she and Jason asked, turning to look at the intruderwho had walked into the library. She smiled, her dark brown hair was loose, andshe was dressed in pink.

“Reyna,” Raven said.

“I’m not dating her,” Jason snapped.

“Uh-huh, so the cuddling…?”

“He’s deadweight.”

“You’re an unruly chin rest,” he growled.

“I am not your damn chin rest! Go bug one of your sisters!”Raven snapped.

“Again, I’m hiding.”

“I’m calling Roy!”

“Are you two sure you’re not married?” Reyna giggled.

“We’re not!” they snapped together.

“You two are a cute couple.”

Raven could feel Jason snarling at the idea and she slammed herelbow on his latest bruise only to earn a pinch in her side. Raven glared atthe man leaning on her.

“We’re not a couple,” they reiterated.

“I came to ask Rachel if he was going to the Wayne CostumeParty,” Reyna smiled.

“What?” she and Jason sputtered in unison.

“Do you two practice the unison talking or something?” Reynaasked.

“No. Stop it. Shut it. You’re annoying.” They grounded outtogether.

“I hate you.”

“You love me and you know it.”

“You’re annoying so go bother your sisters or your husbandor anyone else! I’m trying to study!”

“And I’m trying to read.”

“You two are persistent,” Reyna chuckled.

“To answer your question I’m not going to the Halloween Party.”

“Why not?” Reyna asked.

“Because I have to study.”

“Jason?” Reyna pleaded.

“What the fuck makes you think I’m going?”

“Because you’re a Wayne, and it’s your family’s party.”

“I’m not going.”

“He’ll go,” Raven said, and smirked traitorously as Jason jabbedher ribs.

“I’m not going and that’s final.”

“I’ll get Stephanie and Cass to get him there.”

“That’d be wonderful, but I’m insisting you come as well.”

“I’m not going.”

“Well I’m only going if she goes so I’m not going,” Jason decidedsmugly.

“On second thought, I’ll go. And I’ll ask for all our merryband of idiots to come along, and the entire family. I’m sure they’ll love havingyou there.”

“I really fucking hate you.” Jason snarled.

“No take backs.”

“You sound rather childish,” Reyna chuckled.

“I hate you a lot some times.” Jason growled.

“Good, now get off.” Raven squirmed as she attempted toshove him off of her again. “What the hell are you made of!? Seriously! Lay offthe sweets!”

“I don’t eat sweets and you know it, waffles!” he growled.

“I could do with some waffles,” Reyna mused.

“His are the best waffles ever. Maybe you can take him tocook them while I study!” Raven snapped.

“You’re not studying.”

“It’s hard to study when I have you laying on me.”

“I could help you with your studies,” Reyna offered.

“Well the only help I need is for someone to take this lugoff me.”

“You take that back! I’m no lug!”

“Lug!”

“You two are funny.”

“I’m serious, someone take him off my hands.”

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m fact I’m going to get morecomfortable!”

“Damnit Jason!” Raven gasped as she was pushed further downas he curled over her and the weight of him crushed down on her.

“Well, it was nice seeing you two, and Rachel, we shouldhang out some time.” Reyna smiled and waved them off as she walked away.

“That’d be great! Now Jason seriously! GET OFF!” she huffedas she pushed up against him.

“I’m comfortable.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“You’re a bitch.”

“I should send you to hell.”

“You won’t.”

“You’re a bastard.”

“You adore me, no shut up and you study while I’ll read.”

“I can’t with you crushing me.”

“You were doing fine earlier and you’re my chin rest.”

“I’m siccing Cass on you.”

“No you’re not, we’re all hiding from the kids.”

“No, I’m not the family babysitter.”

“Terry, Helena, Mar'i and Lian would disagree!” she snarledas she squirmed.

“You’re a pain in the ass!” he growled.

“I’m siccing Selina on you.”

“Now you’re dragging my mother into this!?”

“Ah-Ha so you’re admitting you’re related to them!?”

“I did no such thing!”

“I’ll get you to admit it one day!”

“You’ll do no such thing, cause they aren’t my family.”

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Midnight Shenanigans!

@suga6lvk, Happy Birthday! Sorry this is late but I do hope you enjoy!

Duke Thomas was freaking tired of the melodramatic, over-protective, pain in the ass, new family he had somehow acquired. No, he still didn’t know how that happened! But he had a new family, it didn’t replace his old family, he could feel that, because these lunatics weren’t even trying! Somehow he had landed in a new family and it was a wild thing, kind of good too, but there was no chill. Bats didn’t chill, he chilled, so he was going to go and do something chill before they drove him insane and over the edge. Standing at the old arcade, shut down, he just wanted some time alone. Leaping for the fence he caught it and started climbing.

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Hey blu! will we ever get to see raven get evil or demonic and completely lose control in the hfab universe?

Hello,

Yes, we will have the Queen of Hell in her full glory. Though it is not happening for a while. Here’s a snippet of an idea for the final story in Hopes for a Bastard: Evil Beware! We Have Waffles!

There was something chilling about her as she turned her head, tilted it a bit to the side even. Long black hair acted as her veil, hiding her from his view, but even though he couldn’t see her, he could feel her.

The shift.

Everything in the atmosphere chilled, he could see his breath on the night air. There was blood seeping through his fingers, his hand pressed firmly against the wound on his abdomen, and Roy at his side trying to stop the bleeding.

There was a chaotic blast of energy from Raven as everything blew apart, the debris froze in the air suddenly and everything paused.

She lifted her head as a low deep laugh spilled from her lips as they were revealed to have a sadistic smile on them.

Raven’s skin started getting a red tint to it as runes burned up and down her battered body, the god trembled now. 

“You want to play little girl, then let’s play,” the demoness smiled as her second eyes glowed red and her hair turned white.

Jason had a split second to see the look of utter defiance laced with terror on Grail’s face before there was a sonic boom that blew him and Roy back.

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So bc we’re both forgetful lmao 😂 I’m reminding us about the hellhound puppy that Raven gets as a gift from Luci and all the shenanigans that come with it! Love you! 💕

Hello,

We are forgetful, we keep talking about this! So I do hope you enjoy, with a cameo of Rae’s soon to be familiar, Sylvester from Looney Tunes! =)

Inspired by this Very Handsome, Good Boy!:

Bagheera Licorice Roth the Six Hundred Sixty-Sixth…

Lucifer stood there in Lux, looking over his books when he felt her walk in. His heart stopped and he turned to her with a smile upon his lips.

He was enraptured by her serine beauty once, the beautiful sorrow hidden in the depths of her black eyes. He didn’t tell Maze, but he knew his bonded was aware that there was a time he’d have bonded with Death. And Maze hated that reality, but they both loved Death.

“Hello darling, it has been a while,” Lucifer said as he looked over Death.

Death was dressed in her typical black garb, but with a black skirt rather than her skinny jeans, and she twirled her umbrella as she walked up to him. “Hello Lucifer,” she smiled softly. “It has been a while.”

“Care for a drink, love?” he asked her casually while sending reassurance to his demon through their bond that they were good. He would always be a bit in love with Death, but she was his first love, and from that they had bore a terrible weapon for his father’s war.

“No thank you,” she said as she took a seat at the lounge. “I would like to discuss our grandchild actually.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, I feel that in her vulnerable state she should have protection,” Death said.

“Already taken care of, Maze is currently collecting it from the latest batch as we speak.”

“It?”

“A Hellhound puppy of course, no finer guard in all the realms,” he chuckled.

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Maze walked through Bobby Singer’s Salvage Yard with a sack, as she headed for the Bunker’s hidden entrance through a car trunk. It was a good think Luci had moved the bunker, it made it so much easier. Rachel had always returned to the Bunker or the House of Mystery in New Orleans, depending on what mission she was running.

“I’m here!” Maze called out through the massive Bunker. It was still impressive that the Men of Letters; as stagnated as they were, had accumulated this sort of knowledge.

“Hey Maze!” Rachel appeared with a smile, her hair was braided back, and she looked comfortable.

“Just the witch I was looking for!” Maze said as she skipped over to Rae, she had adopted Rae as her grandchild with gusto, she loved this little witch more than she could put into actions. “I have something for you!”

Yanking her sack around she pulled it open and picked up the little, wriggling puppy, which squirmed in her grasp. The little guy looked close to a panther, or a pitbull, sleek and the purest of blacks. So black he looked like a beautiful void with brilliant yellow eyes filled with Hellfire looked around curiously.

“He’s yours!” Maze stated handing the pup to Rachel. She had a soft spot for the Hellhounds, and figured her granddaughter would possess the same fondness.

“Oh my! He’s so cute!” Rachel smiled at the puppy as she held it in her arms.

“That is a Hellhound, from the latest liter Ramsey had, Luci wants you protected,” Maze smiled as the pup took a liking to his new mistress with gusto and was trying to lick her face.

~~~*~*~*~~~

Between her familiar Sylvester; the talking black and white cat who had adopted her when she saved him from his own antics to catch a Tweety-Bird, and the puppy, Rachel found her hands full. She hadn’t quite settled on a name for the Hellhound.

Dean had voted to name it Hell’s Bells, which she had shot down immediately.

Sam thought of Licorice, Jack and Cas both liked that one.

Bobby informed her that it would have to be something terrifying, and not to be too soft on the Hellhound pup or else he wouldn’t be ferocious, but she had also seen Bobby sneaking her puppy bites of steak and sips of beer.

She had ruled out most names, and had started going through literature for ideas. So far the name that seemed to resonate with her and ‘Jay’ was Bagheera.

And Thus… Bagheera Licorice Roth the Six Hundred Sixty-Sixth was named (the Six Hundred Sixty-Sixth was from Clair who wouldn’t leave her puppy alone, calling it the spawn of hell), also he was the six hundredth and sixty-sixth pup Ramsey had birthed according to Lucifer.

~~~*~*~*~~~

Rachel yelped as she was yanked down the street by the hellhound, her familiar wrapped around her throat.

“Bagheera! Slow down!” Rachel pleaded as they ran through New Orleans hunting a ghoul. “Bagheera Licorice STOP!” Rachel screamed as she was dragged into the street in the path of an on coming bus; she was going to die!

~~~*~*~*~~~

They were lounging on the porch of Grimwood’s Finishing School for Ghouls, when the two year old puppy lumbered up with a slobbery tennis ball in his mouth, smoke radiating off his excited form as he did the dog stretch with his butt in the air, tail wagging excitedly.

Rachel sighed as she set her book aside and went to get the tennis ball he was chewing like bubble gum away from him.

He leapt up and enticed her to chase him.

“If you want me to throw it Licorice you have to give it to me!” Rachel tried to reason as she chased the massive Hellhound.

~~~*~*~*~~~

She moaned in pain as she rolled over on her bed and blinked at the greeting of the floor, then looked over her shoulder at Bagheera’s stretched out form, his paws in the air, and Sylvester curled up on his belly.

“How do you always get three quarters of the bed and I wake up looking at the floor?” she asked the dog who had cracked a yellow eye to look at her. His tail thumbed and then the worst stink bomb ever was released which had her gagging and her eyes watering as she yanked at her sheets to cover her nose and mouth.

“Gross! That shouldn’t be legal!” she gasped.

“Should weaponize that but chemical warfare is illegal,” she croaked, scrambling from her bed and running for the door.

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Did some fanart of my best girls:)

this piece is a few months old but after watching the new Superman movie,I’m feeling inspired to draw again!! Expect some more dc art soon:3

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This is so random. I'm sorry. The thought of Jason kidnapping Raven came, and somehow...these lines seem like they have potential.

In some other universe, Jason Todd took Raven from Damian Wayne, causing the younger man to chase after his older brother like a mad man.

Damian: Give her back!

Jason: No!

Damian: What the fuck are you doing, Jason.

Jason: She was mine.

Damian was red in anger: The hell she is!

Jason: She was! In one life. She was... Just give her to me in this one. You get to have her more times than I do. Please, just this once.

FIN.

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Jason Todd The Red Hood

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Wow, the new story with Jason is incredible! I liked it so much. Can you make a one-shot about Athanasia and Damian? Please! Cause they are siblings, but they grew apart and he didn't know about her. There was a moment in injustice comic when she tried to tell him about herself, mentionined the Lazarus pit. He wasn't listening, and she seemed to be hurt. What if she told him a little more and he rejected her because he didn't want a sister? This story must be touching and heartbreaking!

Hello,

I’m not sure I could give you what you wanted exactly, but trust me there is a whole HfaB story coming dedicated to the Jason, Maya, Athanasia and Damian drama of the League of Assassins. Trust me it’s coming, it’s just going to take a wee bit while I write Run Away Bride.

Here’s another snippet from Damned Prince of Gotham…

Unknown Ghosts…

They were standing there in the freezing cold, and she stared at the two boys. That’s what they were, the younger was about ten years younger than she. She recognized him, of course. It was impossible not to, especially with that glare and sneer in place. The smaller one, was very slight of build, his black hair was hanging wildly down, and his sleep deprivation made his glare almost comical.

“Where’s our brothers you harlot!” the young prince demanded, which had her turning to look at her little brother.

“I did not take our brothers!” she hissed fiercely to him. The young prince glared at her, and she snarled as she struggled against her restraints.

“Out brothers?” the smaller and elder asked.

“Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne, third son of the Bat, our father, third Robin, current Red Robin, CEO of Wayne Enterprises, best detective. Damian Wayne, also known as Ibn al Xu’ffasch al Ghul, son first biological son of the Bat and our mother, Talia al Ghul, first grandson of Ra’s al Ghul. Terrance McGinnis, affectionately called Terry, second biological son of the Bat, created through Cadmus and A.R.G.U.S. experimentation. I know who you are, and I know who has our brothers!” she snapped as she finally escaped her bindings.

“Who are you?” Tim asked her.

“You will know me as TH3 GH0ST.”

“You say our brothers? Are you…?” Tim started.

“I am the first biological daughter of the Bat and Talia al Ghul,” she answered.

“Impossible,” Damian whispered, his eyes were wide and studying her in shock and disbelief.

“I am Athanasia al Ghul, and we must hurry,” she said. “Jason is in trouble.”

“He wouldn’t be if you had left him alone!” Damian shrieked.

“You think I willingly dragged our brother into this!?” she demanded. “I needed help, and he is the only one alive who has bested Ra’s al Ghul on skill alone! I needed his aid!”

“And now Terry’s been snatched!” Tim snapped.

“I am surprised an enemy could get so close as to claim leverage with the children!” she spat out.

“Cat and B are in the JL ICU whoever the hell that was, it was inhuman!” Tim snapped.

“That was Grant Wilson, son of Slade Wilson, also known as Deathstroke. He is after Jason, he has been since they were fifteen!” she snapped out the information as she snatched up the blades her brothers had taken from her. “And he is employed currently by Dusan al Ghul of Leviathan!”

“Why would Grant be after Jason?” Tim asked.

“Because Grant was Ra’s best pupil and Jason always humiliated him in training!” she hissed.

“The American was grandfather’s best pupil,” Damian stated. “Jason is the American.”

“Jason is an American, but he was not the American. Jason, like I was a slave for the League, we were never members,” she stated as she found a console and started looking for where Grant could’ve lured Jason. Grant having Terry as bait would guarantee Jason would hunt him down, and no doubt Grant would try to gravely injure or maim Jason before they had their duel. She paused the feed when she spotted blood in a corridor.

“Grandfather would never enslave his granddaughter.”

“He could not enslave Maya, but he stole me from mother’s womb, put me in a tube and when I was a girl, he disowned me,” Athanasia explained. “And if you think our grandfather couldn’t do something so malicious know that he made mother and the Bat think they had had a miscarriage and drove them apart. And if you still think grandfather couldn’t do something so malicious then I will inform you of the circumstances of your conception. Now we can either dwell on my identity or we can go save Jason before Grant kills him!” she snapped.

“Why is Grant after Jason, specifically?” Tim asked cutting off whatever Damian was about to say.

“Because Jason is the sole perfect resurrection of the Lazarus Pit. Grant is a metahuman with full access to his brain, like his father, by all accounts he should be superior, and yet…”

“Jason beats him,” Tim deduced.

“Now lets go,” she said swiftly stalking past them, she snatched up her gun as she started moving through the keep. Grandfather had done his damnedest to break Jason, and used Grant as a tool to do it, Jason had never broken, and she knew Grant would do anything to break Jason. She had been Grant’s slave for years, she knew exactly what he wanted.

~~~*~*~*~~~

Jason walked out into the cold ring where he had spent many days training before he had been sent to the All-Caste, and all of Talia’s private tutors.

Grant glared maliciously at him, and Terry whimpered in his grasp. The five year old was trying to be brave, Jason could see the struggle for that, and he felt Ace’s hostility towards Grant rising behind him.

“Heyya Duckling, doing okay?” he asked; keeping his voice carefully carefree. He smiled at Terry and Terry smiled back, rather tightly.

“Finally you’re here, I thought I’d…” Grant started.

“I wasn’t talking to you,” Jason snarled feeling the Pit surface. “I was talking to my little brother!”

“I want to go home Jay,” Terry said.

“And I’m going to get you home buddy, just close your eyes and it’ll all be over like a bad dream,” Jason promised as he watched Terry closed his eyes. “Let the kid go now, Grant or I’ll tear you apart, limb by fucking limb.”

Grant smiled as he threw Terry aside, he saw his brother’s blood, and Ace streaked for Terry, Grant went to cleave his dog which had Jason slamming into the larger man with all his force. Grant threw him away, Jason rolled to his feet feeling all the aches and pains from previous fights today to get here, but it didn’t stop him as he smiled, tasting blood on his lips. His opponent held his sword with ease, and for the first time since Raven’s death, Jason felt the All-Blades tingling in his blood as he rushed Grant for another attack.

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hello, i don't know if you are doing the 76 kiss prompts too blu, but, i was thinking jayrae with #55 but, inspired by the movie Serendipity (2001), is one of the sweetest rom com movie i've ever seen, but i don't know if you have seen it before?

Hello,

Um… I have no idea what Serendipity is. I can promise you the closest to the romantic comedy genre I’ve gotten for movies is Fool’s Gold and 50 First Dates (I love her beating up Ula with a bat). I can promise everyone I don’t watch chick flick movies. So sorry, but this is the closest to JayRae I can do right now.

Returning a Soul…

True Love’s kiss was complete and utter-Bullshit. Of this he was certain. And this topic was only on his mind because of his niece who’s school book project was on Grimm Fairy Tales. And she wouldn’t stop pestering him about true love and that utter bullshit, and she kept asking him if he felt this way about Rachel, Raven, Rae, and it just wouldn’t stop. He had placated her with the fact Fairy Tales were tales created to teach lessons, not just love, and true love wasn’t real in reality.

There’s no ONE person made solely for him, there’s no one sole person made for anyone. Damn anyone who felt that he was a cynical asshole, but he had been screwed over enough times by fate and life to think differently. Oh sure if there was chemistry sex and companionship were great but to have a single person that was supposed to be with you it was a romantic con. A scam. A chemical mix up in the brain.

And the other thing, love wasn’t always neat, pretty, fluffy and happy like media insisted it be, it was a lot of fucking work, and he had enough work with just himself.

So no fucking thank you on the true love, fated lover, life companion pyramid scheme from life. He would happily remain single for eternity. Life was complicated enough with just himself.

Of fucking course though, with everything else that had happened in his life it couldn’t just work out how he wanted to just for five minutes. That would be too simple.

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