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How the batkids would react to you telling them you are pregnant (Headcanons)

This is part of my Batmom Headcanon Series you can find right here: Batmom Masterlist

Wordcount: 0.9k

A/N: Just some short little headcanons after not uploading for ages. Enjoy!

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Alfred pretty much found out before you did. 

He was more observant to the changes in the household and to the people living in it, so when he came to you, asking the question if you might be pregnant it all made sense. 

Throwing up in the mornings, disliking the smell of certain foods, the cravings and mood changes… How couldn’t you notice it yourself?

You asked him to buy you some pregnancy tests which he gladly did and took them as soon as you got them. 

It was not really a big surprise when all of them came back positive but it certainly would be one to Bruce and the kids when you would tell them. 

So you started with Bruce when he came home, sitting him down and telling him the news. 

Bruce was over the moon

Wanting to tell the kids yourself because Bruce, god help him, can be a bit insensitive sometimes and would maybe get a bad reaction out of them

You went out of your way to get them all to the house and sit them down.

Their bat-senses already went off knowing something bad might come but they weren’t prepared for you speaking the words “pregnant” and “big siblings” in your explanation to what is wrong

chaos was bound to happen, and boy how it did

Dick: 

he would be the happiest out of all of the kids

kinda had a feeling you and Bruce would eventually have a kid of your own after all those years

but damn he didn’t expect it now 

I mean you and Bruce were together for over a decade

but he was still excited

Dick would immediately jump up from the couch and would crush you in a hug

“Alright my little bird, love you too, but I can’t breath.”

declares himself the big best brother right on the spot (I mean he was a good big brother over the years but damn Dick you don’t say that in front of the insane ones)

he was about to get a beating by one of his brothers

Jason:

first of all, shock

pure shock on this mans face

feels like a twelve year old kid who just found out his parents sleep together

like how could you guys do such ungodly things

second of all, about to slap Dick right in the face for saying what he did

as if he was going to give him that title without a fight

but he would also be happy for you and that he would get another sibling, hoping it wouldn’t turn out like the demon spawn

even says it out loud 

“If it turns out anything like demon spawn over there we are going to have a problem mom.”

would hug you and give you a kiss on the cheek like the mama boy he is and then beat up Dick

Tim: 

would have probably figured it out too if he would have been more observant

the only things he truly looks at are coffee and Stephanie

nonetheless he has a mixture of shock and aww on his face when you speak the words

didn’t expect you and Bruce to actually have a kid together but to continue adopting strays like the others

(doesn’t consider himself one of the strays, like for real? Bruce literally picked Jason up on the streets)

just sits there for a few minutes letting it sink in before standing up and coming over to you

he hugs you too, saying he is excited to become a big brother and would immediately afterwards go on his phone to read up on pregnancies

he gotta help his mom during the next few months until the kid arrives

Bruce might be an adult but in Tim’s eyes he would fuck it up on his own

Tim-

Cassandra:

so this is tricky

both she and Damian were the most quiet and still of them all

but Cass knows nobody could take away her spot as best big sister

because she is the only one

Barbara and Dick are not married yet after all

so…

would start to smirk after that realisation 

seeing her smirk made you realize she would be completely fine with it

after all you understood her without using your voice or powers

the happiness radiated off of her

you gave her a kiss on the head before you let her relax into the couch

the smile never leaving her face

Damian:

now this one would be the least happy because he thinks you wouldn’t love him anymore

he knows full well you love all of them equally no matter what but this thought still plagues him

he would just get up and leave

everything in the room was frozen for a moment before you walked after him

“Damian, are you alright? What’s wrong?”

“Will you still love me when the baby is here?”

oh boy you weren’t ready to be hit with that kind of things

you immediately hugged him and told him you would still love him no matter what and so would Bruce

you explained that sure, you and Bruce would have less time because a new born baby takes a lot of work, but that you wouldn’t love him or his siblings any less

after that he would be fine with becoming a big brother, maybe even a bit excited but he would never say that

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Tagging: @melonecc

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Masterlist

Marvel

Loki walking in on you dying your hair green - Headcanons

Being Thor and Loki’s younger sister - Headcanons

Supernatural

Fate, Dean Winchester x Reader

The Devil at your Doorstep, Lucifer x Reader, hinted Castiel x Reader

Being a Winchester and dating Castiel - Headcanons

Hidden Love, Claire Novak x Reader

Series

The Prophet and The Angel (Masterlist)

Harry Potter

Pretending, Sirius Black x Reader

Must Have Been The Wind, Neville Longbottom x Reader

Being Sirius daughter and dating Harry - Headcanons

Ginny Weasley Twin Headcanons, Neville Longbottom x Reader

Being a Malfoy and dating Fred Weasley - Headcanons

Peaky Blinders

Best Friends Brother, Arthur Shelby x Reader

The Umbrella Acedemy

365, Klaus Hargreeves x Reader

Five-maggedon - Five x Reader

DC Universe

Stealing, Barry Allen and Reader

Series

Batmom Headcanons and Drabbles

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Batmom Headcanon/Drabble Series

Being an ex-villain and becoming Batmom (whole story) - Headcanon + Snippets

Batmom losing her memories - Headcanon + Snippets

How the batkids would react to you telling them you are pregnant - Headcanons

A normal day in the life of Batmom... - Drabble/One-Shot

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Being an ex-villain and becoming Batmom (whole story, snippets + Headcanons)

Warnings: mention of death, people burning alive, assault, implied cheating

Wordcount: 10.1k

A/N: Boy I am back and I hit the deep end. This took me days to write and finish. I hope people enjoy it as much as I did and still do. 

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Beginning: A Villain was born

in the beginning you never intended nor thought you would ever go down such a path

you were right around the corner to turning 20 when you found out about your magical powers you never knew you’d possessed let alone anyone else in your family

starting with no experience or handbook named ‘Magic 101’ or ‘Magic for Dummies’ it was hard keeping them in check as they would randomly activate with gestures, words or things you did like sneezing or coughing, it was a true torture getting it somewhat under control

due to the lack of control, guidance and training, you were bound to cause accidents sooner or later and in a city such as Gotham who this would be a day to day basis, you would easily get branded with the mark of a villain

but the one day that scenario happened came sooner than you thought it would

it was also the day you found out that your powers were triggered by intense floods of emotions as well… 

you were spending a fun afternoon with one of your friend in the mall, chatting, shopping and grabbing food when a group of guys approached you

they roped the two of you into a conversation about a store you just left, saying they never went in there before and just wanted to know if it was worth checking out 

being the friendly persons your friend and you were you immediately started telling the guys how amazing the shop was and what kind of stuff they had

not realizing the true intention the man had they took advantage of your naivety and helpfulness 

and suddenly everything happened in the bat of an eye

the guys cornered you into a wall, saying nasty things about you and your bodies and suddenly everything and everyone around you was on fire

your flight instinct kicked in and you sprinted through the flames, the screams of pain and agony echoing after you as the flames left you untouched

left and right of you were people on fire burning alive, adults, elderly and children alike, their skin melting of their bodies and the smell of burning flesh and hair becoming unbearable

after that, the accident the media claimed was an attack of a terrorist group, was soon changed by one of the survivors who claimed otherwise

he was one of the guys that cornered you, apparently he made it to a fountain that was inside the mall to extinguish the flames, his burns severe but not as strong as those of the corpses and few other survivors

he claimed it was a woman who did it, her eyes suddenly glowing red and everything catching fire because of her, after that the woman was called the Warlock by the media, a devil, the newest monster of Gotham

telling stories about you, that you did it on purpose and that you would surely do it again

you were called that, everything they claimed was about you and if they wanted to make a villain out of you for a little accident, you would play the part

you trained hours, days, weeks, months until you had your powers under control before you started to give the city a piece of your mind

you never harmed anyone, never used it on other until they attacked first, you just simply had fun in being an asshole to the city who branded you as a devil, a monster, as the Warlock

they made you into it and now they had to endure you

but it still felt wrong deep inside of you, and how would you get out of it when you were already this far into it, spending years to fulfil this roles

you played their villain for two years until a vigilante under the name of Batman appeared, locking criminals and villains away left and right

a door seemed to appear right in front of you and your scheming phase begin

you would engage in fights with him from time to time when you would “accidently” cross paths at night

those fights would turn more extreme from every occurance to the next until you set the main square on fire, like you did almost three years ago in the mall, but this time with full intention, and you as the only victim

of course it wasn’t really you that burned on the square that night, it was a body you stole from the morgue, without a name or family to take claim of

you watched from a roof in the distance, satisfied beyond expectation, a small smile gracing you lips

‘a glorious exit from this chapter of my life’

you were ready to climb off the roof and disappear from this life when you stopped dead in your tracks after hearing a deep voice behind you

“Where do you think you are going, Warlock?” You winced at the name. Even after almost three years you still hated that name. Slowly you turned to see Batman, the dark knight himself only a few feet away from you. He was barely visible with the dark night sky behind him but the street lights below made it easier to make out his silhouette. “Leaving my villainous ways behind to start new?” You questioned back but it sounded more like a statement. He stepped closer and you started to make out more of his face, well what wasn’t covered by his mask. He was massive, built like a dark brick wall and towering over you. You would be lying if you’d say you weren’t afraid and a little turned on by it. His head tilted slightly to the left. Curiosity. “Why the sudden change of heart?” You huffed.  “Oh please, it wasn’t hard or sudden. I was planning this for a while. Besides that, I always had doubts about this whole villain thing. You know it’s fun being an asshole from time to time, especially after this city branded me as their villain when I didn’t have control over my powers. Calling me awful things which I had to see every day in the news or while walking down the streets, coming by the newspaper stands. It hurted, but I am done with being hurt and I am done being the monster they made me.” You took off your mask and flung it across the roof at Batman which hit his chest before he caught it with his hand. His head straightened and something in his eyes changed. “Should I for god knows what reason start again, arrest me. You know how I look.” And with that you jumped off the roof, leaving behind a baffled Batman who clutched your mask tightly in his hand. 

A New Start: Normal Life

living a normal life was relieving 

you didn’t have to constantly think how you would terrorize the city, you had much more free time at hand to continue hobbies you haven’t indulged in for years and learn to be happy again

it was something you didn’t expect you would miss this much until you had the time to do it again

your job at the small bookshop of the Flemmings seemed to bring you more joy from day to day and you talked more with them instead of just doing your job for the hours they paid you

they warmed up to the new you extremely quickly and pushed you further on the path in the right direction

you suddenly found the courage to contact old friends who immediately welcomed you back into their arms

it was truly the best time of your life, even if the nightmares still plagued you at night

but you still felt weird at times, like you were watched, it wasn’t constantly but it was often enough that you knew it wasn’t just a feeling and you didn’t dare reach out with your magic in fear that someone might witness

after all this was supposed to be your new start at life, your second change, so you ignored it

It was just another day in Gotham, the sun breaking through the clouds for the first time in three weeks. You smiled, face turned upwards towards the bright blue sky, enjoying the warmth on your skin and the one growing inside of you. You strolled through the small park close to the bookshop. Lately you found pleasure in taking your lunch break to the small green sanctuary in this grey city. Flowers in different colours started to bloom in the made flower beds, distributing their calming and pleasant scent. A beautiful change of scenery.  Indulging in the scene around you you didn’t notice the person heading in your direction until you collided with them which promptly sent you falling on your butt. Trying to catch your fall your hands shot back, scraping them up in the process. “Ouch.” You mumbled as you pulled your hands back. They were littered with scraps which slowly started to bleed, the little stones in them making the sting more unpleasant. “I am so sorry, I should have looked where I was going.” A voice came from above you, sounding as smooth as polished marble. You didn’t have to bother looking up as the person in front of you crouched down to your level. It was a man who seemed to be around your age, maybe one to two years older, with black hair and crystal blue eyes. It took you a moment before you shook off the stun and gave him a reassuring smile. “It’s fine, I wasn’t exactly looking either.” The man offered to help you up which you gladly took. Carefully he took you by the elbows and pulled you up with him. Suddenly you were confronted by the wall this man was built like. For a second you had the feeling of a deja vu, but it left as soon as it came. You gave him a coy smile and a thanks. You haven’t felt such a feeling in ages and it seemed that he did neither because he returned your smile in almost the same way, maybe with a bit more confidence behind his. “May I look at your hands?” You only nod, not trusting your voice to not break like a teenage boy's one in it’s prime time.  He carefully looked at them before suggesting going to a nearby cafe and cleaning up your wounds. You were unsure if you should trust him or not but your more expanded senses took those worrying thoughts from you. They couldn’t detect anything sinister from him. “Sounds good, but only if you buy me a drink. After all, I didn't get these injuries all on my own.” You didn’t know where this confidence came from or the smirk you gave him but he seemed to like it. “I think that’s only fair. I am Bruce, by the way.” “I am (Y/N), it’s nice to meet you Bruce.” “Likewise.”

that was the first of many dates you and Bruce would go on

after helping to clean up your hands and buying you coffee Bruce walked you back to the bookshop, it gave you two time to talk for a while and find more interest in each other

so you didn’t hesitate when he asked for your number and gave it to him on the spot before he left

“thought you might never ask” 

he laughed at it but he was smitten with you, and you with him

he took you on dinner dates, dates to the movies and to some nice strolls through the park or the country site with a picnic planned and ready

it truly opened your eyes to what you missed out on over the years you spend alone and in misery, you never wanted to go back to that dark place in your life

but what you didn’t know was that he knew who you were, what you were, and he kept it all to himself

for now at least

Relationship: Wife and Mother

it has been a few months since you started to date Bruce and everything was going smoothly

and when you were out on one of your walks you saw a flyer to a circus that was in town

“‘Haly's circus presents the Flying Graysons right here in Gotham City’ let’s go there Bruce! I am sure it will be fun.”

“Really darling? A circus?” Bruce gave you one of his side looks but you didn’t care

“Please?”

and there the puppy dog eyes came

he could never say no to you so to the circus you went

but it wasn’t fun at all

you wanted to scream when it happened, reach out with your powers, try and catch them but your body went stiff and then their bodies hit the ground

Bruce pulled you to his chest making you look away but you still heard the shocked gasps and screams from the audience and that distinct child voice calling out through it all

“Mom! Dad!”

oh no...

the police came and everyone was questioned before you were allowed to leave

Alfred arrived rather quickly to pick you two up but you couldn’t help yourself and just leave like that without knowing about the kid

“Excuse me, officer? What is going to happen to the boy?”

“The Grayson kid? He is probably going to be put in foster care or something.”

you looked over to Bruce with big eyes and you didn’t have to say anything, he was thinking the exact same thing

so you adopted Dick, but it came with side problems

if you and Bruce both wanted to adopt him, you either had to be married or a registered couple which meant living together among other things

so you had a talk

“What are we going to do Bruce? We can’t just get married and move in with each other in two days!” You were in Bruce’s office back at the manor talking about the new issue at hand, You were quite hysterical because of the horrible woman back at the centre. “I don’t want him to go through foster care, I know you have heard stories about it.” Bruce let out a sigh and stood up from his seat, coming around the table to your pacing from. “Darling, you need to calm down.” He put his large hands on your shoulders and stopped you from continuing running streaks in his carpet. “I promise you we are going to get him but for that we need to have a cool head and figure things out.” You looked up into his eyes and could see the softness and determination in them. It calmed you, not by much but it did it’s part. You nodded and took in a deep breath before you gave him a small smile.  Gently he led you to one of the big arm chairs and he made you sit, kneeling down in front of you. It gave you another deja vu to your first meeting which made your heart skip a beat. You put a hand on his cheek and leaned in to give him a short kiss. You stayed close and layed your forehead against his. “I know and I’m sorry I am freaking out but he is… I don’t know, I just feel something.” The way you spoke this last word made Bruce stiffen. He knew there was something more behind those words, connected to your powers, which you haven’t exactly told him about yet.  “Everything will be alright. I already worked something out.” You leaned back and gave your boyfriend a questioning look. “We are both not ready to get married just yet, we still have a lot to figure out before that, but I won’t let him get away. I will put adoption papers for him in on my own. Hey, don't look at me like that. If we get married in the future you can then put in an adoption paper to be his legal mother. It would be easier that way and he didn’t have to spend another day in the care of those people.”

you agreed to his plan and so Bruce adopted Dick and brought him home

it was a difficult and troubling time after that

Dick was plagued with nightmares and filled with anger and sadness

you, Bruce and Alfred all tried your best and help him through this but sometimes it would backfire on you guys

over time his outburst died down and he accepted your approaches on helping and calming him

he took the fastest to you

you understood being traumatized and plagued with nightmares after such an event, being marked for life by it

whenever you were at the manor, which happened more and more often after he became part of your life, he would come to you in the middle of the night

you would take him to yours and Bruce bed and cuddle with him, telling him stories from when you were a child and what you read about

it always calmed him and being in your arms made him feel safe

when Bruce would come home from his patrols he would see the two of you in bed sound asleep and happy which made his heart burst

he couldn’t understand how he was able to get this lucky and he knew right away that he would marry you and make you Dick’s official mother

it only took a few more months before he popped the question 

by then you had already moved into the manor with them and were more happy than ever

but the proposal was more than you expected because Bruce decided it was also the best idea to tell you he was Batman and that he knew about your secret identity

You blinked once, twice. What the fuck?! You were standing in the middle of the batcave with Bruce in front of you, an apologetic look on his face. “Are you fucking kidding me?! Really Bruce?! You-” You put your hand in front of your mouth and turned around, walking a few steps before facing him again. “You knew this whole time about my past and never said anything? All this time I thought you would leave me as soon as I told you and you knew. You knew!”  You pointed an accusing finger at Bruce who looked away, maybe he should have eased you into this but Bruce sometimes had the emotional range and understanding of a teaspoon, a very small teaspoon. “I am sorry (Y/N), but I hoped you would tell me on your own terms but knowing now how you felt this wasn’t my brightest idea, but I told you about this because I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I don’t want to have secrets between us.” You looked at Bruce with an unreadable expression which made him slightly uncomfortable. He was going through multiple scenarios in his head on what this meant and what you would probably say next but what came next was at the bottom of his list. “You want to marry… Me? You want me?” His brain short circuited. Of course he wants to marry you. Who wouldn’t? You were incredible in his eyes and as we all know Bruce has a thing for redeemable people. You were everything he ever wanted. “Of course I want you, who else would I want? You are perfect.” Without hesitation you flung yourself at him and made him fall back, kissing him hard. Oh what a feat to bring the dark brick wall crumbling down.

so you got married in privat with Dick, Alfred and a few close friends

and the first thing you did after getting married was put the papers in to become Dick’s legal mom

hell you even did it before your honeymoon

determination was definitely something people described you with

Family Life: Gaining and Losing another child

over the years thing progressed well

you opened your own shop, a little cafe combined with a bookstore in one of the “nicer” parts of Gotham

Bruce continued his night activities and Dick joined as his sidekick Robin

at first you were against it because he was just barely hitting his teenage years when he started but Bruce convinced you, promising nothing would happen to him

which was true for the most parts until Dick turned 18 and decided to become his own vigilante and took up the mantle of Nightwing while enrolling himself in the Police Academy

you couldn’t be more proud and concerned

and then one night Bruce came home with a young boy in tow who he introduced as Jason Todd, who stole the tires of the batmobile

oh you liked him already

the adoption went smoother than with Dick and suddenly you had a second son with the incredible gift of getting in trouble without even trying

he of course trained with Bruce as well but this time you were a bit more relaxed about the Robin thing

after all the first go through went smoothly

even if Jason wasn’t the easiest to handle you managed

on days where everything was slow in your shop you would pick up Jason from school instead of Alfred and would spend the afternoon driving around the city having fun

Jason absolutely adored you

and he enjoyed nothing more than your Mother and Son trips

sometimes you would get fast food and lots of ice cream while other times you two would get into trouble intentionally

you weren’t the best influence on each other but you learned a lot of things together and hey, as long as Bruce and Alfred don’t know who cares?

sometimes Bruce would get jealous when you spend all your free time with Jason and visiting Dick but when you sensed it you would ease him, spending some time with him

don’t get me wrong he loves the boys and makes trips with them too but sometimes he wants time with you alone

so date night was put into place just for the two of you

it helped a lot and he was much more happy

for two years this continued without much bumps in the road

until your world stopped mid spin

you and Alfred were in the Batcave worried sick after Jason has gotten kidnapped by the Joker and you didn’t hear anything from Bruce in hours

he was looking for him on his own and not getting updates was excruciating

so when the Batmobil came rolling into the cave Alfred breathed a sigh of relief but you stopped

something wasn’t right

and when Bruce came climbing out of the car, hood down and a still body in his arms you knew

you screamed and cried, denying that your boy, your son, was dead

you screamed at Bruce because he promised you he wouldn’t let anything happen to him and then you cried over Jason’s still and cold body

it took hours until you calmed down but you wouldn’t leave his side

Alfred had to pry your exhausted frame away and up the stairs before you broke down again, too tired to cry or scream like you did before

Bruce was nowhere in sight and so you locked yourself in a room for three days until the funeral was held

during it you kept away from Bruce but afterwards you couldn’t avoid him, he didn’t let you

it took a long talk and some more crying and screaming from your side until things were bearable between the two of you

it took weeks until you shared your bedroom with Bruce again

you didn’t banish him to the couch per say, he did that to himself as a punishment, but you simply didn’t want to share your bed with him after everything

it took time but you forgave him

it wasn’t his fault Jason died, it was the Joker’s, all of it

and what you forgave was that he couldn’t keep his promise on keeping Jason safe

and both of you came to the terms that there wouldn’t be another Robin, the risk of something happening to high

and after such an traumatic lose your nightmares came back

the fire, the screams, it consumed you once again but this time your dreams were laced with the screams of Jason

it broke you and you clung to Bruce, Alfred and Dick

Dick wasn’t as close to Jason as he should have been, he was too busy handling his own normal life and vigilante one, living on his own for the first time, but he grieved too so he let his mom pester him more

he understood, she didn’t want to lose him too

for a while he moved back into the manor to help keep an eye on you and things

keeping you away from Jason’s room and your lonely thoughts

and then Tim entered the picture

A New Time: Horting Children

Tim approached Bruce and Dick with the knowledge of who they were, asking to become the new Robin and help in fighting crimes and become one of the greatest detectives in the worlds

when he got a no he decided to not accept it and do it anyway

and he was really good

neither Bruce nor you liked the idea of another Robin but you couldn’t keep him from continuing so might as well take him in to keep an eye on him

and so you got your third son

you made it your personal mission to dot over him and try to keep him safe as much as possible 

Tim was the only one of your children who warmed up to Bruce before you

you weirded him out a bit in the beginning but it didn’t took long for him to love and appreciate your efforts, even when they were too much at times

doting on Tim and Dick helped you keep your mind off of Jason for a while

and when it toned down both of your boys became concerned

“Okay so Mom only called me once a day for the last two weeks and it starts to weird me out.” Dick explained while rummaging through his fridge. He had asked Tim to stop by after school because he was worried and needed to talk with him about some stuff. Now, while talking, he was looking for food they could eat. “She also stopped regulating my coffee and sugar intake. She only reminds me to not drink too much.” Now speaking it out loud he realized it too. She drew back quite an amount, giving him and apparently Dick more space and free time. “It is weird.” “See! I told you something wasn’t right!” The older of the brothers closed the fridge door and leaned against the counter, arms crossed over his chest. “Maybe we should talk to Dad or Alfred.” “What if Mom realized that it is not limiting our chances of getting hurt and stopped because she saw it was no use.” Dick blinked a few times at his statement. “That’s ridiculous.” Tim sighed. This was going to be a long afternoon without food and Dick basically pestering him in a more annoying way than their mom ever did.

but he turned concerned when he came home that evening and saw you in a room that was locked before

a boys room

he heard you softly cry with a small smile, holding a photo which he presumed was of his older brother he never got to meet

“Mom? Are you alright?” You looked up to see your youngest standing in the doorframe, unsure if he should come closer or not. You whipped away your tears and smiled softly.  “Yeah, just remembering some stuff. Wanna hear about it?” Tim only nodded and you patted the spot next to you on the neatly made bed. He hesitated before walking over and taking place beside you. Now he was able to see the picture which contained Alfred, Bruce, Dick, you and what he assumed was Jason. You were all happy and laughing in the picture. It was taken by night, a carnival or fair seen in the background and the lights of the city.  “This picture was taken on Jason’s 14th birthday. It was down at the peers when the fair was held. He wished to go there and who were we to deny him that wish. Dick was able to tag along that day because he had off and it was one of the most fun days we all got to spend together. I am sure you would have enjoyed it too.” Tim nodded and took the picture from you. He listened to every story you were comfortable and happy enough to share with him and it dawned more and more on him that everything you did had a specific reason behind it. Even pestering him to be safe and looking after himself and he felt guilty for not always listening.  Without a word of warning he turned to you and hugged you tightly. It took you by surprise but you gladly reciprocated it and gently ran your hand up and down his body. “You alright there? This came out of nowhere.” “Mhm, just wanted to let you know I love you, mom.”

your heart melted at his words and everything seemed a bit more brighter after that

you told Bruce that evening what had transpired while lying beside each other

“Do you think he did something and is afraid of telling us? Why else would he say something like that so suddenly and listen to my ramblings on his own accords?”

he just chuckled and shook his head

“Darling, maybe he thought he wasn’t saying it often enough? Don’t read too much into it.”

“You said the same thing when Dick and Jason did those things and the next day we usually got a call from the school or god knows who!”

he was silent for a moment, contemplating and reminiscing about the mentioned past events

“You are right, he totally did something.”

in fact it turned out that he didn’t which kept you and Bruce wondering for a long while afterwards

but it wasn’t a too long stretch until you had to wonder about because a new child joined your family

Cassandra Cain, you first and only daughter

she was by far the toughest in the bunch

you took her in after she saved Commissioner Gordon when someone made an attempt on his life which you later found out was Cassandra’s biological father

but you didn’t judge her by her past or her family history, nor did you judge her by her inabilities

she couldn’t talk nor read, write or really process what anyone was saying

so you tried your best to learn her language and understand her

and sometimes you would use your magic to help the both of you understand one another

it was one of the rare moments when they came in handy and you used them

but taking her under your wings was also a difficult challenge because some of your family members were not quite ready for someone new in the family

so you tried even harder to make her feel comfortable and train with her

it was also during that time that she took on the mantle of Batgirl and that she took a liking to Barbara who had started to date Dick

it would take a while until Cass learned to understand and speak which was helped by her new found friend Stephanie

we will not go too far into Steph’s and Tim’s on and off relationship but through Steph he warmed up to Cass over time

it was probably the wildest ride with Cass and you had to stop and help your husband understand her and her motives more often than not

having a teenage daughter had Bruce on edge almost constantly

“Just watch her, quietly, you will understand her sooner or later. It’s the thought that counts.”

and it did count because after she ran away to fight her biological mother and act out her death wish she came back and she committed to this new found family and learning to understand them

it made your heart swell every time you heard her talk, even if it was broken and imperfect, it was perfect for you

fights of course occurred too

after all teenegers do have their moments and so did your boys

but oh man were Cassandra’s the wildest screaming fits you and your husband witnessed

she might not be able to talk fully but Steph and Dick sure teached her some swear words

family weekends and trips would either turn out very good or very bad

and then a new vigilante turned up to Gotham under the name of Red Hood

Bruce was concerned about this because Red Hood didn’t mind killing the people he captured and as the person that Bruce is he couldn’t accept that

it was during one evening when you were out late wrapping up some stuff for Bruce at Wayne Enterprise that you met the Red Hood and your heart stung

it was the feeling of knowing and grieving which rose inside of you and you couldn’t help but let out the name in a soft whisper

“Jason…?”

he turned around to you and although you couldn’t see his reaction because of the helmet he was wearing, but his posture and demeanor told you everything

this was your boy, alive and back from the dead

he vanished and you were left stunned in the streets with the mens he half beat to death

it took you hours to get home after this, making your husband, kids and Alfred worried sick

the only thing you said to them was ‘it was him’ before going to your room

you didn’t mention it to the others again, even when Bruce and Alfred persisted

was it all just a trick your mind played on you or was it truly him?

you became your answer the next night when you couldn’t sleep and roamed the corridors, coming by Jason’s old room which had it’s door slightly ajar

you opened it fully to see the person inside of it

he held the same picture you did so many times

his helmet was off and the mask he wore underneath

he knew you were standing there but he feared looking at you

why? he didn’t knew

but when you approached him and gently took his face in your hands, whipping away his tears it was like you also whipped away his fears

“Hey mom…”

“Hey troublemaker.” 

it was so soft and comforting to hear his nickname again after these three long years, crawling out his own grave and training with the League of Assassins

he embraced you, not letting go of the warmth he missed for so long

and you weren’t letting go either

your boy was back home

and even if he was different from the boy you raised he was still you son

he fought a lot with Bruce, even beating him up once outside on patrol when his frustration and anger about his death got the best of him, and Bruce endured it, hugging him afterwards, because after all these years he still blamed himself that Jason got hurt

and eventually Jason would forgive Bruce, after everything that happened, but it would be strained for a long while

You were gently cleaning the wounds from the beating Bruce got by Jason, frowning in concern while looking at your husband. You were alone in the batcave, having sent up your younger once to bed and Dick and Jason home. Even Alfred gave you two some privacy, knowing you had some things to talk about. You wringed out the bloodied washcloth over the bowl and turned back to Bruce’s face. Carefully you cleaned the cut on his jaw, speaking for the first time in a while. “Why did you let him do that?” “I had to, he needed to let it out and I was ready for it.” “Oh Bruce…” He took your hand that was holding the washcloth and pulled it down. His eyes held so much emotion, it was a sight you were all too familiar with but which your children rarely got to see. Their dad being vulnerable. Sometimes it would make your heart beat faster and sometimes it would shatter it into million pieces. Just like now. “I deserved it and maybe now he will forgive me. You did even when I thought you hated my guts after what happened. And if I know anything about Jason is that he learned only the best from you.” There it was. The dark vigilantes did have a sweet and caring side. A side that would break too, just as it would burst out in happiness, contentment and sadness, as it would be filled with pain and misery and absolute despair. You still wondered why he wouldn’t let your kids see it, or so rarely. Whatever it might be you sure would push it out of him more around them.

life slowly continued in a new way

everything slowly became a normal

Jason started to get to know his new siblings more and spend more time with Dick too

Dick had learned after Jason’s death that his siblings were more important than he thought

he became the third greatest mother hen after you in the bat family, no one topping Alfred 

but life just works in very different ways because it graced you with another son, a son that was your husband’s biological son, and who was younger than your relationship with him

“Did you really cheat on me?” “Darling I never cheated on you and I would never do such a thing to you!” “Then why is this boy claiming to be your son and why does his DNA match with yours?!” “I don’t know but please believe me I would never do this to you. You mean everything to me.” “I need a break.” You packed a bag full of your stuff in less than ten minutes and left the manor within the hour. You needed to get your head clear before having any reasonable talk with him about this topic whatsoever. Your emotions were going 100mph on a rollercoaster from sadness, to anger, to hurt, to frustration and so on.  The first person you called after this was your oldest Dick because you knew if you called Jason he would beat up his dad once again, and the last time wasn’t that long ago. Dick picked up on the second ring.  “Hey mom, how’s it going?” He sounded as happy and chipper as ever. Oh poor boy, you were going to ruin his day so bad. “Your dad may have cheated on me and now has a blood son. Can I stay with you in Bludhaven for a few days?” You heard nothing on the line before Dick started to stammer. “I- What the- Sure but-” “Great I am on my way my little bird, don’t tell your brothers and sister, okay? Especially not Jay, he might beat him up again. Be there in two hours. Love you.” With that you hung up and left Dick completely baffled standing in the middle of the presidium he worked at in Bludhaven. One of his co-workers shook his shoulder to get him out of the trance. “You alright Grayson? Looks like you are about to puke.” Lucas said while looking him over. Dick slowly turned his head towards him. One of his hands still clutching the phone raised right beside his ear. “I might.” He simply answered before going to his superior to request the next few days off because of a family emergency. No questions were asked as they saw his ghost white face and sent him on his way home. During the short walk he immediately called Barbara to ask her to look into it while he figured shit out with his mom. Understanding the situation she agreed right away. 

Bruce was left with a confused Cass, Tim and Damian in the mansion

not knowing how to handle this he questioned Damian before deciding he would go in search of Talia Al Ghul to find out what the hell she did and save his marriage with you

because he would be a wreck without you in his life

and he knew you would take the kids and his whole fortune if you guys should ever get divorced, and Alfred

Alfred tried to keep the three kids in the mansion contained and out of trouble while Bruce and you were out but when Jason got wind of it all hell broke loose

and by that time you were already two days into your stay with Dick

it was a pleasant change and it made you realize how long you haven’t spend quality time with your oldest son

you finally got around to teaching him the basics of cooking and baking and he enjoyed it 

he also enjoyed being pampered by you again, more than he should have, but as we know he is a child in an adult body, what did you expect

so when Jason suddenly bursts through the door all mad and ready to kill you knew he found out

you calmed him down while Dick watched over the food on the stove, explaining exactly what went down and telling him you might actually do believe Bruce that he didn’t cheat

“YOU BELIEVE HIM?!”  “Sorry mom but now I am on Jason’s side.” You sight at your two oldest antics and sat down on top of the counter. “I have known your dad for many years now, we have been together for over a decade and I trusted him blindly throughout everything because he did the same. He loved me despite my troubled past and what I have done. Since he proposed to me all these years ago we never had secrets from each other. So yeah I do kinda believe your father, at least the cheating part.” “But how can you be sure?” “I mean Clark has a son that was grown in a lab by his DNA for god's sake. Everything is possible with the right resources and a little blood.” “You are too pure and naive for this world, mom.” “Believe me Dick, I am not, you just don’t know.” “Okay now I want to hear about that troubled part.” “Jason…” “Jason!” “Alright okay, geez. You got way too much from mom.”

Jason decided to stay with you much do Dick’s dismay

but it turned out alright

another two days later Dick got news from Barbara that the only thing she found was that at the time Damian was supposedly conceived Bruce was on a mission in Tibet

Dick didn’t knowing what to do with this information

on one side he thought that Bruce could have definitely cheated on that mission but the other side told him that your explanation could be what had happened there

besides that he could see from day one how much you and Bruce loved each other and he always wanted to have a relationship with someone like the two of you had

he was torn

and then another person showed up at his apartment door

where were all those people coming from

in front of the door was an almost carbon copy of Bruce standing, just much more smaller and angry looking

“Who are you?”

“TT, none of your business. I am here to talk to my father’s wife.”

so that was the secret love child, he could have guessed

when Damian spotted you in the apartment he just walked in without getting an invitation

little bitch

he stepped right in front of you and Jason who were sitting on the couch

you were thoroughly confused and stunned

“Damian, what are you doing here? You should be in the manor.” Even if you didn’t like the idea that he was the son of your husband you couldn’t help being worried. Raising four children, all in various stages of what the fuck is wrong with their life, made you worry no matter who the child belong to.  “I came here to talk to you about how I was conceived.” He sure as hell was just as blatant and honest as Tim. Jason and Dick looked at each other with a glance that could only be described as ‘what the hell is this child’. Damian stared at you, waiting for an answer and you simply nodded. “Alright, tell me.”

and that he did, all of it he got to hear from his mother

to say you were worried and angry beyond comprehension would be an underestimation

you were worried about Bruce, now knowing what had happened to him on that mission which he couldn’t even remember

and angry at Thalia for not only doing that to your husband but also telling a ten year old child about this

you immediately packed your back and told your two oldest to go down with Damian to Dick’s car

you were taking the trip back to the manor, hoping Bruce would already be back from his own trip

sadly he wasn’t so you waited in the batcave, knowing damn well that Bruce wouldn’t go through the front door after he would find out

and you were right, as always

he came back late in the night through the secret entrance on the outskirts of the property

he saw you sitting in his chair in front of the computers

Bruce couldn’t do anything but stare at you, he would have never thought you would come back on your own

when you realized he was there you turned in his direction

a small and sad smile on your face

“I know what happened. Damian came and told me.” You spoke carefully and softly, feeling that if you would say it in any other tone you might scare Bruce. You knew from experience that he could be vulnerable and scared. And just as you were before he was relieved, concerned and angry. Sensing the changes in his mood you stood up and slowly walked over to him. When you were close enough Bruce dropped his bag and pulled you in a hug. You hugged back as tightly as you could, the two of you swaying from left to right for a while. A silence lay between you but it wasn’t uncomfortable as you might have thought. “It also makes sense now, you know… When you came back all groggy and tired, thinking you were sick because you felt a sting and couldn’t remember much… I am sorry.” “There is nothing you have to be sorry for. Let’s just stay like this for a while, okay?” You nodded against his chest, holding each other until you were comfortable with letting go.

you two were stronger than ever after that

in the end Tim and Cassandra found out as well what had happened and how the story went

your kids were shaken up by it as well, in a different way then Bruce or you might but still, something like that happening to their father was...

they couldn’t believe it

after the whole ordeal of those few days Damian officially started staying with your family

and it didn’t take long for the media to find out about Bruce Wayne’s blood son who wasn’t from his wife

they tore through the subject for months

but neither of you cared, you knew the truth and that was enough

Bruce started training Damian to become the next Robin

it was difficult and intense because like Cassandra, Damian was trained to be a killer and getting that mindset out of someone can be hard

and he got way more frustrated but unlike Cass he could say it and a lot of hurtful things

and sometimes instead of letting it out on Bruce he let it out on others, including you

raising fully adopted children was in a way easier because there was no awkward ‘that’s my actual parent and you are not’, it was both the same

but Bruce was Damian’s biological father and you were his step mother

sometimes you felt like he hated you, despised you, and it hurted because Damian could actually be sweet like he was with Titus, the dog Bruce bought for him

but you continued being nice and caring towards Damian nonetheless 

which he deemed as weird enough to come question you about while you were playing on the grand piano 

You were humming a melody quietly in the bare room, gently letting your fingers glide over the keys of the piano, finding the right one before pushing it to let the sounds run free. Moments like these were like medicine for your soul, soothing aches and making you forget about that they were ever even there, at least for a while. Concentrating on the music you were creating you didn’t sense a presence joining you in the room.  Usually you would be able to sense everything around you, powers or not, because the atmosphere would feel different. Living for years with secret vigilantes made you sensible for their quiet advances, excluding Jason on most occasions because his sound level would normally never go under being able to hear his heavy boots down the bloody corridor at 2am. But this time the music was everything your hurt soul could take in at once. Damian was standing in the doorway to the room watching you play, listening to the soft play and hum. Back in Nanda Parbat everything was quiet and not very pleasant for Damian, but it was what he was used to. This softness and calming sensation was alien to him. He hated it, but then he didn’t. Why don’t I hate this? Damian ignored the feelings and walked towards you until he was standing right next to your still playing form. By now you knew he was there but you needed to finish getting it out, and he waited, not saying anything. When you were done you took a moment before looking up. “Do you need anything, Damian?” You gave him one of your warm and inviting motherly smiles. “Why are you nice to me?” You blinked in confusion. “Excuse me?” He sighed, looking annoyed. Oh no, here we go again. “TT, why are you nice to me? There is no reason for you to be. You should hate me.” Oh. “Well Damian, for me there are lots of reasons to be nice even if people don’t deserve my kindness.” The boy in front of you straightened his posture, he tried to still look annoyed and cold but nobody in this household could mask their emotions from you. “But the reason I am nice to you is because even if you are not my son, you live in our home with us, and I raised your brothers and sister, even if they were not biologically mine. Because they don’t need to be, they still are my children. I choose them and they choose me and I see you as one of them too. No matter if you despise me or just dislike me.” You flipped down the cover of the keys and stood up. You stepped over the bench and pushed it in, all the while Damian stared at you with confusion and something you could only imagine was identifying admiration. You gave him another gentle mom smile before looking up at the clock hanging over the giant wooden door.  “Right on time, the cookie dough is finished chilling.” Your gaze wandered back to Damian. “Do you wanna help me?” Your mind wasn’t prepared for the nod you got from him but it surely was a step in the right direction making you feel better about the situation. Maybe, and that was a hard one, he didn’t dislike you.

and oh boy became that hard maybe a ‘I think he sees me as someone he can might trust’ rather quickly

after that event Damian started spending more time with you and getting to know you

something inside of him didn’t want to, simply because he wasn’t supposed to trust anyone and have major feelings

but he developed them anyway and replaying what you said over and over in his head made him feel like that forming a bond wasn’t that bad

sure he didn’t see you as his mother yet but he saw you as a person he could confined in 

like Alfred was to everyone in the Wayne household or associated with it

and it made your heart swell

on days were Damian really wanted to do something with you were you already had something to do or planned, like work or spending time with one of his siblings, he would simply tag along

especially the ones with Jason because it annoyed him the most and you usually put him in his place when he called Damian a ‘demon spawn’

yeah he enjoyed those

it would take until Talia attacked the family and tried to kill Damian that he would see you as his mother

The batcave was in absolute chaos, things were blown to pieces, glass from the screens all over the ground… And so were your children. The League of Assassins was all over Gotham wrecking havoc to draw out almost everyone from your family they could. In the beginning it was only Alfred, Damian and you who stayed back. Bruce didn’t want the risk of the assassins getting to Damian because it was clear they were after him, but that only played out in their favour. After Talia showed up Alfred contacted the others, but right after it she knocked him out. The fight between Damian and Talia drew out before the others showed up and joined the fight but it was all in vain. She beat them all one by one with their own weapons and fighting style. And now she was standing over Damian, blade drawn ready to strike. You had enough. “Hey! How about you fight someone your own size who isn’t a child!” Talia looked over her shoulder, dark and hungry eyes fixed on you while the blade was still pointing at Damian. She wasn’t the only one staring at you. Jason and Tim were on one side of the cave, Jason holding up his younger brother who had gotten a nasty cut to his side, while Cassandra leaned over Dick, pressing a cloth onto a stab wound he had in his leg, still on high alert. All of their eyes were on you. “You are no match for me.” Talia’s voice was full of confidence and mockery. “I wouldn’t be so sure if I were you.” Your voice was ice cold. Nothing in your stance let it seem you were afraid or would back down. Your stance was relaxed, eyes only focused on her and no one else, arms lazily hanging at your sides. The assassine across from you hated it. She turned around to fully face you and came a few steps closer in your direction. “I am not afraid of a little housewife who spends most of her life babying her children.” “There you are wrong. I was this city's worst nightmare before the Joker even graced it’s street.” The eyes of your children widened in shock. “And you not only trespassed in it, but also in my home. You injured my children and tried to kill one of them and I”, your eyes started to glow in a deep red, “want” ,you raised your hand and slowly a same deep red energy formed between your hands, “you”, Talia’s eyes widened as she realized what you were, “gone.” With that you released the energie towards her. She flew 20… 30… 50… feet before hitting the wall, making cracks appear from the impact, before falling to the ground unconscious.  Right around that time Bruce came rushing into the cave witnessing your display of power, something he hasn’t witnessed in years. Everything was dead silence and motionless. You could have heard a needle drop and it would have shook the earth and walls around you like an earthquake. The crackling energy around your hands and eyes vanished and you rushed over to Damian. Kneeling in front of him you looked him over to make sure he was alright.  “Do you have any injuries? Are you bleeding? Are you okay?” Damian stared. His brain is like everyone else's short circuit by the event. You hugged him tight, mumbling ‘my boy is alright’ before letting him go, gently ruffling through his hair before giving your attention to your other children who had sustained injuries. But while you were doing this Damian’s head replayed a new scene from you over and over again. My boy is alright. He was your boy now.

explaining everything to your children was the most complicated thing you have done in all your time of being their mom

the only thing coming close was probably the birds and bees talk but that is a whole other thing we will not look back at here too closely (after Bruce scared Dick with his explanation he made you do it, Dick still has nightmares about it)

so you told them your whole villain story, start to finish, it was better laying out everything bare than trying to make it look nice

better terrible truths than kind lies

they have been shocked more than once today so their reactions were not exactly what you expected

“So you were one of the most badass criminals this city has ever seen? I knew I was coming after you, a true delinquent.” Okay, Jason took this a little too well in your eyes, but he seemed happy so that was a good thing, right?. You were definitely going to talk with him later.  “I mean, it’s true, but why did you have to phrase it like that?” So Tim was second on your list, great, good to know. “Because it’s awesome.”  “I don’t think this is good, I mean mom turning good was good, it is amazing, but she was a criminal.” Dick had the reaction you thought your kids would actually have. At least one of them. One had to be normal… And then Cassandra came. “Hell yeah.” Her eyes shined with glee. Jason grinned and gave her a high five. Number three, alright this is ridiculous.  You looked over to Bruce and Alfred, both of them looking slightly concerned while you were absolutely done with almost all of your children. Looking back at the display of all your kids cramped on the couch in the living room only Damian was left. He was quieter than Cassandra which concerned you. Did I scare him when I attacked Talia? You were about to say something before Damian stood up and approached you. If he’d stab you, you would understand. After all that was his mom you almost bludgeoned to death in front of him. But when he reached you he hugged you tightly. Out of reflex you hugged back without asking.  “Thank you, ummi.”  You needed to talk with him too but for a completely different reason, that being him not only calling you mother and making you cry with it but almost giving you a heart attack.

family time after that was for outsiders who would look in hilarious but for you it wasn’t, example being:

“Jason feet off the table.”

“But you did bad things too, mom!”

“You want me to slam you into the next wall?”

the feet were off the table after that

your kids, no matter what age, all wanted to see what you could do with your powers

hours were spent in the cleaned and rebuilt batcave showing tricks and illusions

“What number am I thinking of?”

“3 460 582.”

“Holy shit-”

“Language Dick.”

overall your children knowing wasn’t so bad

they seemed to listen to you even more than before which was nice

and when you told them you wanted some private time they gave you an extra fives minutes before coming back and bothering you

Bruce also seemed happy about the revelation 

a weight was lifted off of both your shoulders with them knowing

you could also use them freely in the mansion now without them having to be gone

carrying heavy stuff from room to room, reaching stuff from high cupboards, doing multiple things at once

a bliss

overall your story to this point was a wild ride and it would only continue like it

or worse, who really knows besides fate

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Tagging: @melonecc, @hippogreif-joana, @headcans-oneshots-and-stuff

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Are you going to do more of the Michael x prophet!reader?

I will but it has been really crazy because of rehab for my mental health, visiting my grandparents in another country and finally starting to work as a pastry chef. I will definitely get back to the series and the blog in general but it will take time.

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Okay so i loved your Harry Potter headcanons (especially the ones about being Sirius child) and I was wondering if you could do something similar for a Malfoy!reader (do like Dracos sister) who falls in love and then dates Fred weasly?? Pretty pretty please 🦦

Okey so I hope that you will like these headcanons and it is what you wanted.

Headcanons

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Being a Malfoy and dating Fred Weasley would include:

Warnings: mention of death

Wordcount: 2.1k

Requested by anon

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To start it all off you were Draco’s older sister by two years, so you are in the same years as them

Your parents love you even tho only your mom really shows it

You and Draco are also really close, you have been since you were kids and you two never really got around to play with other kids

Still it is only natural for siblings to say they hate each other and fight but you make up eventually

Growing up you already showed a strong talent in magic and your parents knew you would do great things someday, so it got even more exciting when you started your first year in Hogwarts

The Sorting Hat took quite long to decide where to put you, you would have fitted into Ravenclaw just as much as into Slytherin but in the end you decided on Slytherin (out of family reasons or being scared of your parents wasn’t quite sure)

While the sorting ceremony happened you just couldn’t take your eyes of the two wet, ginger haired boys talking and grinning at each other

You soon found out they were Fred and George Weasley and that they liked to wreak havoc but it just made them that more interesting

Over the next two years you grew a major crush on one of them and you could have smacked yourself for it

You were a Malfoy and Fred was a Weasley, or as your family and the other Slytherins liked to call them, a blood traitor

So you kept your mouth shut about it and admired him from afar

And then your little shit of a brother came to Hogwarts and figured it out in less than a week

“Really (Y/N), a Weasley?”

“Oh shut the fuck up you little ferret.”

It stayed between the two of you for the time being but he kept on bringing it up and annoying you with it

Time passed and the feelings only continued to grow even tho you rarely spoke a word to him

It took until your fifth year that the two of you became friends and that only because you covered for them

You were in the library studying for your upcoming transfiguration test when the two red haired boys burst in and took a table not far from you. You looked over and looked them over. They were both breathing heavily but smiling while getting their stuff as fast as possible out of their bags and onto the table. Fred glanced around and stopped when he spotted you. He gave you a wink and put his finger over his mouth in a ‘shhh’ motion before turning to his brother once again. You felt your face grew hot but you tried to ignore it and rolled your eyes, getting back to work. 

Not five minutes later the silence got disturbed again when Professor McGonagall came in looking rather angry. She immediately made her way over to the twins and gave them a look which screamed ‘you better not try anything’.

“Mister and Mister Weasley, what were the two of you thinking?” , the professor's usual strict voice was upped and you got a chill down your spine. You never wanted to be on the receiving end of that. 

“Professor McGonagall, we don’t know what you are talking about. We were here all afternoon.” , Fred answered first. “Yeah, we have been studying for the test tomorrow.” George followed up trying to make it sound more convincing.

“Oh really? Can someone confirm that?” Professor McGonagall crossed her arms and starred the boys down.

They looked at each other trying to figure something out but you broke the silence before them.

“I can vouch for them, Professor. I came here after Potions to study and they were already here studying as well.” Your voice was as calm as ever and you gave her a small smile when she turned to look at you. Fred and George gave you both shocked expressions behind the professors back but you didn’t acknowledge them and just continued looking at her. 

McGonagall looked at you closely before letting you all off the hook and leave. Even if she knew you were lying she couldn’t prove it and as soon as she was gone you let out a sigh of relief. That was horrible, you thought.

Well not so horrible after all because after that little ordeal you and the twins became friends and after some bribing you even started to help them with their pranks

If your feelings grew while only looking at him they now skyrocketed through the roof and sometimes you felt like you could throw up

You grew closer to him over the next year and that is when the yule ball came along

You didn’t get your hopes up on him asking you, the year before he had shown interest in Angelina Johnson so for you that was his obvious choice but to the surprise of most he asked you and you immediately said yes, even tho a bit shocked

That was the point where Draco told your parents about you and the Weasley and hell broke loose

Your father was totally against it and even threatened to take you out of Hogwarts and send you somewhere else, thankfully Narcissa could stop him from doing so

She didn’t have to say anything for you to know that she was against the building thing between you and Fred but she kept her mouth shut

For a while before the ball you thought to cancel it but you decided against it

You wanted it for so long that you wouldn’t let your family ruin it

After the ball you and Fred grew even closer but the relationship to your parents and Draco got pretty strained, especially when Draco started to talk down on you

It took a while until you and Fred would start to date but what was clear is that he had some kind of feelings for you as well

When the summer came after Voldemort returned everything turned to hell for you and it didn’t took much for you to leave

Seeing as how your parents and brother treated you and how the dark lord himself was in your home

You were scared for your life so running away was the only options, but you still tried to make Draco come with you, trying to show him how much danger he will and already is but he didn’t listen

Thanks to a little help from Fred and George you found a new home rather quickly

Some of the Weasleys were a bit weary but Molly greeted you with open arms and soon made you her second daughter

She heard so much from the twins and especially Fred about you that she could see why he wanted you to stay with him

As this was the time they moved into the Order of the Phoenix headquarters for the summer, so did you and through that you met your estranged uncle Sirius who you immediately bonded with

Since you were a kid you were much more upon to muggles and others that your parents told you, you should hate and that are less than the purebloods that you and your family are that you started to hate those ideas

It was one of the things that made you bond with him besides being a runaway and the treatment you got from your parents after doing something that displeased them

Over the summer a lot happened and being in so close proximity with Fred everyday gave you two the final kick to start date

Seeing as you all lived together in only such a given amount of space everybody knew within a few days, and they were fine with it

But as we know as soon as Sirius bonds with any given child they become his, so a little talk happened, but otherwise everything was great

To sum up the next hell year of school, Umbridge is the biggest bitch you have ever met and you wished she would burn like the pile of shit she is

Also at some point your aunt and nine other Death Eaters were broken out of Azkaban and it made you fear even more for Draco because you knew where those individuals would be staying

But putting all the bad things aside you helped Fred and George with the creation of new joke articles and finding people to test it on, you joined the DA and gained some more practical knowledge on how to defend yourself against foes and the dark arts

Of course you also spend some alone time with your boyfriend in unused classrooms or his dorm and on the weekends in Hogsmeade, be it on the usual way or one of the passages

Most things were going good and after Fred kept on asking you about leaving with him before the school year ends and opening the shop with him and George you said yes

Screw it, you already finished all your N.E.W.T.S and what is a few weeks left going to do to your grades?

So you guys made the show of the years with fireworks and a kick to Umbridge in the ass with one particular one, and with that off you were

The next two years went by in a flash with the work that came from opening the shop and keeping it running, the time you spend with Fred building up your future together and all the other stuff that life throws your way

It was a bliss but you also kept thinking about your family

You had lost Sirius, which you started to get to know and grow closer to, you had lost your parents and brother in some way too because none of them would talk to you and you feared what could happen to Draco

But that was all put to the side when things got more dangerous after the Death Eaters attacked Bill and Fleaur’s wedding and attacks in general happened more and more

Throughout the year muggles, half-bloods and even purebloods who were seen as blood traitors got killed and you knew that they would come after you as well, sooner or later

You got through the year with a few close calls and a lot of cautions until you got a message from the Order saying that there will be a battle in Hogwarts and they needed all the help they could get

During the battle you never left Fred’s side, even if you wanted to look for Draco and make sure that he was okay, Fred was now part of your family and you would do anything to protect the ones you loved

It turned out that staying with Fred would save his life in the end and after saving him from the collapsing ceiling he asked you to marry him

“Fred! I don’t think this is the right time to ask me that!”

“I just almost died! I think it’s the right time to do so!”

“Fine! It’s a yes!”

You battled your way through what turned out to be the first wave of attacks when you finally got a break

You gathered up with the Weasleys and Hermione and exchanged hugs when you spotted Draco and sprinted towards him

Without thinking he came towards you and hugged you back as you enveloped him in your arms

There was no way you would let go of him and tears started to roll down your face

“You're okay, you are okay… I was so scared something happened to you. I missed you so much.”

“...I missed you too.”

You made him come over to the Weasley family with you and he did so without saying a word

The rest of the day and the second half of the battle went by fast, when your mother called for Draco to come over you saw him think for a second but in the end he remained by your said and held your hand which made you look at him with a proud smile and to the surprise of everyone Narcissa came to your side and hugged both you and Draco

She fought by your side for the rest of it and after it was over she hugged you for the first time in years before she and Draco left

In the next few years you would rekindle your relationship with your mother and brother, you would marry Fred and eventually get two beautiful twin girls named Winifred and Roxanna. 

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Being Thor and Loki’s younger sister (HCs) pt. 1

you were a total surprise baby

Frigga and Odin were fine with only having the two boys but things happen and here you were

your brothers loved you from the moment you were born and for the first few months the would always switch who would carry you around for the day

Frigga was hesitant at first but both Loki and Thor took extra care to make sure you were alright while showing you around that she allowed it and observed with a smile

being a few years younger than them has its perks but also its downsides

you were the angel that could never do wrong and was loved by everyone around you but every time you wanted to play and train with your brothers they told you you were to young for it

seeing you sad because of not being able to spend so much time with them Loki showed you the fun in reading and oh boy he was going to regret that soon

you basically devoured every book you could find and soon enough you found a book about Valkyries

and you wanted to become one, being an amazing warrior who fights and kills monsters besides other cool warriors sounded like a dream

talking with you parents went actually quite well, Odin was hesitant at first but Frigga always stood behind you and your decisions no matter how young you were so ultimately Odin caved in

telling Thor and Loki ended in absolute chaos

both wanted to protect you no matter what and seeing you becoming a warrior which could kill you in the future was something they didn’t want to see

after the fight that ensued you didn’t talk with them for over two weeks, focusing on your studies and now training as well, both Loki and Thor realized that they couldn’t change your decision and apologize

be ready for supportive brother now

Thor who was always a fan of valkyries become your number one cheerleader and fanboy who always hyped you up

Loki kept his support more subtle, helping you out when you needed it and comforting you when training didn’t go well

years passed and you all grew up but you never quite grew out of your old habits

starting prank wars with your brothers which were mostly won by Loki

sneaking around so they wouldn’t find out about the people you dated or to be more specific you were trying to date

you really thought that your two older brothers would approve of just anyone? hell no

they scared most of the people who showed interest in you off the moment they saw them look at you for a second to long

boys…

when the events of the first Thor movie happen and Loki falls off the bridge you were devastated and decided you couldn’t stay on Asgard anymore

you travelled from planet to planet and helped where you could

it took your mind off of things and helped you discover who you really wanted to be and what was worth fighting for

when you came back to Asgard to visit your family you found out that Loki was in prison for killing hundreds of humans and trying to take over Midgard

it was a shock, thinking your beloved brother was dead but finding out he was actually alive and become a monster in the process

it took you a while before you were able to go down and face him and seeing him locked up in his cell broke your heart

“Ahh my dear sister, finally came to visit your brother and tell him how badly disappointed in him you are?”

you felt a pang in your chest upon hearing the tone in his voice and what he said, he was never like that before and you felt a tear running down your cheek

you may have become a hardened warrior by now through your travels and many battles but you haven’t mastered your emotions yet, especially when it comes to your brother

“No, just here because I missed and thought he was dead for the past few years, you know…”

his features immediately softened when he saw your tears and he felt the same hit in the chest as you did

“I only have one question for you… Why?”

you saw when your father treated him differently than Thor and you, you listened to him rant about all this stuff for years, you were there when he found out that he was adopted and actually a frost giant and you comforted him through everything so why was it suddenly so hard for him to tell you the truth

“I had to do it, there was no other choice. You wouldn’t understand.”

“Maybe back then I wouldn’t but now I do, you are not the only one who has changed, brother.”

but he couldn’t and later on he would fake his death once again

this time instead of leaving on your own you left with Thor and went back to Midgard where you met the Avengers who you would become part of very soon

throughout the next few years you fought alongside them and befriended them

your relationship with Thor grew stronger than before and you became inseparable, supporting each other and being there when things get rough

everything started to get normal...

until Loki happened again

honestly you should have seen it coming but rather than being sad you were angry

he deserved the punching he got from you

and what followed when Doctor Strange made him fall for 30 minutes straight

you liked the man immediately and quietly thanked him for making Loki suffer a bit more

seeing your siblings suffer without any harm being done to them is just something that siblings enjoy, and hey Thor laughed as well so it was fine

when you three met your older sister Hela tho it became very clear that you were in more trouble than you thought

to sum it up you end up on Sakaar first where you had to fight some of the guys who were trying to kidnap you for some money, while trying to find a place you stumbled upon a woman which you immediately recognized upon her tattoos as one of the valkyries

she tried to fight you but you showed her yours as well and explained who you are

she told you her real name and let you stay with her for a while until you find some place of your own but that didn’t quite turn out

you also met the Hulk again who recognized you and immediately hugged you, at least you weren’t so alone on this planet after all

a few weeks later Loki and after that Thor end up on the planet as well and things start to turn upside down once again

throughout the rest of the events leading up to the evacuation and destruction of Asgard it was a bit tense between the three of you but it turned out alright and you were on your way to finding a new place for your people

but happy things don’t always last, it seems

Thanos attacked, killing most people under them being Loki and Heimdal, and getting the infinity stone before leaving you and Thor in the exploding ship

after being found by the guardians you didn’t have much time to mourn them because you needed to stop Thanos under all costs so you left with Thor, Rocket and Groot to Nidavellir in hopes of being able to forge a weapon that could kill Thanos

and you did so, but Stormbreaker wasn’t the only weapon you forged that day in hopes of defeating Thanos with it

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Chapter 3, The Attack

Series Masterlist: The Prophet and the Angel

Pairing: Michael x Prophet!Reader

Warnings: none

Wordcount: ~1.4k

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Time passed like it always does, bright green trees slowly turned colourful browns and reds and soon enough almost half a year had passed since ‘the second incident' as you called it. It still bothered you sometimes, thoughts swirling around who may have helped you that day and if he was really watching you, but those thoughts were pushed to the back of your head most times. You knew thinking about it too much would make you paranoid again. It was probably just one of your neighbors. That idea came to your mind three months after and since then you just accepted that as a reasonable answer to what happened, but still... Something deep inside you just didn't believe it as you would have liked it too. A small sighed escaped your lips as you sat in the last lesson of your day, staring out of the big clear window of the classroom. It was a usual Thursday religion class. Talking about God, Jesus and the Angels as you often did lately. It was actually a quite interesting topic if you thought about it in detail. Especially interesting were the different types of angels there are, normal Angels, Seraphim, Grigori, Archangels... The latest one always gives you goosebumps when you were thinking or talking about the subject. They are the most powerful and dangerous of all of the angels and certainly heaven's most terrifying weapons, as angels are indeed described as Warriors of God. Your thoughts were now swirling around the topic of the archangels. There were four archangels in total. Michael, the prince of heaven, a protector and defender of the faith, the first archangel there was. Lucifer, the lightbringer, also known as the morningstar, the first angel that fell and Satan. Raphael, the healer and the angel of truth. And the last one... Gabriel, the messenger, the strength of God, the youngest of the four. If they worked together no one could stop them, you thought, probably not even God himself. Before you could think about anything else the bell rang, pulling you out of your thoughts. Packing up your stuff didn't take long and soon enough you were out of school heading to the bus stop with your best friend, Belle. She was walking beside you, talking about the new girl in her english class who she thought was extremely cute. You really tried to listen to what she was saying but you couldn’t focus on the words coming out of her mouth. The Nightmares were getting worse again and the blackouts were increasing by the week. It didn’t make sense anymore but then again it didn’t since the beginning. You couldn’t help but sigh and try to focus back on your friend. “...and then she asked me if I wanted to hang out with her this weekend! Can you believe that? I was so nervous but I tried to play it cool and said ‘sure’ and now we will be hanging out on Saturday!” The words coming out of Belle’s mouth were like a never ending waterfall. “Jesus Belle breath” ,you sighed, “I am happy that you can spend time with your new crush but you can’t do that if you choke on your own words.” You gave her a tired smile. The last time she had a crush it didn’t end so well and you were really hoping it would finally work out for her. “You’re right. I mean it’s not even a date, we are just hanging out. It’s totally normal.” You nodded and the both of you stepped onto the bus that was waiting at the bus stop. You took a seat near the front and continued to talk. “What about you? Is there someone catching your eye?” Belle was wiggling with her eyebrows and you let out a mix between a laugh and a groan.  “Besides the boys haunting my dreams, no, there is no one.” “Boring.” You let out a snort and rolled your eyes. Belle was the only one who knew about your nightmares and the things that have happened over the course of the last few months. You knew she would never judge you for the things you see that probably aren’t even real and you were true. She didn’t, she actually believed you. Especially after you told her the story with your sister and the vision you had beforehand. “Is it getting worse?” The only answer you gave her was a nod. Belle already saw how tired you were that morning and she had given you a pitiful look because of it. She always wished she knew how to help you but there was nothing she could do. The lack of sleep, the nightmare and the stress of your last school year were all resting heavily on your shoulders and only time would tell how long you were going to stand the pressure. Tiredly you rested your head on her shoulder and closed your eyes, focussing on the noises around you to keep you awake and away from the bloodshed. “Hey your mom and brother aren’t home over the weekend right? I could come over tomorrow after school and we could make a movie marathon! We haven’t done that in ages!” Even without looking you knew Belle was beaming, not only because of her suggestion but because she knew it always made you feel better. You smiled softly and nodded. “Yeah I’d like that.” Back at home you were once again alone. You dropped your backpack on the kitchen table and began rummaging through the fridge in search of something to eat. You took out the leftovers of the lasagne your mother had made the previous day for dinner. You took a piece of it and put it on a plate and which you heated in the microwave. You yawned and looked up at the clock hanging over the door frame, 2:14pm. You were thinking about what to do before your mom came home when the ring of the doorbell pulled you out of it. You walked out into the hall and over to the front door. You didn’t even think about looking through the peephole before opening the door as your mind was way too clouded with the lack of sleep to even notice if an elephant was in the room with you or not. “Yeah?” You asked as you looked at the person in front of you. It was a man in his late 40s with blond hair that was slowly graying who seemed to be wearing a really expensive suit. You immediately noted that he didn’t seem to fit in with the neighborhood but he could be visiting someone. A few moments passed in which the guy didn’t say anything. “Can I help you?” “Are you (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?” The man’s voice sounded weird to you but you couldn’t pinpoint how so and you leaned slightly back. You cautiously took a step back and looked closely at him. Something was off about him, but what? “I am, why are you asking?” After that sentence left your mouth everything happened too fast for you to comprehend. Maybe your alarm bells should have rung earlier but a sudden wave of dread washed over you and you tried to slam the door shut in the man’s face. In the last second he put his foot between the door and the frame, blocking it from closing.  Your body and mind were suddenly wide awake and filled with adrenaline. He pushed the door back open and you stumbled a few steps back before your survival instinct kicked in and you bolted for the knife block in your kitchen. The man followed right behind, angrily muttering under his breath as he reached for you, you just took a hold of the biggest knife of the bunch. You whirled around and slammed the knife to the hilt into his chest. You breathed heavily and a wave of shock washed over you. I just stabbed someone! You let go of the knife which was still sunken into the man's chest and took a few steps back. The shock was replaced very quickly with a sense of fear you have never felt before. Without even flinching the man grabbed the hilt and slowly pulled the knife out while holding eye contact you the whole time. He pointed the knife and you and his eyes turned completely black. Oh no… “You shouldn’t have done that little girl. I was tasked to bring you in alive but he didn’t say anything about you being unharmed.” The moment he was about to stab you a white blinding light and high pitched noise filled the kitchen.

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Chapter 2, The Dream

Series Masterlist: The Prophet and the Angel

Pairing: Michael x Prophet!Reader

Warnings: none

Wordcount: ~1.2k

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"Sam you can't just leave!" , a young man shouted. He seemed to be around 20 to 22 to you. The man had short dark blond hair and emerald green eyes, he was also quite tall but you couldn’t guess how tall. His face held an expression of anger, sadness and betrayal. He truly looked hurt. There were a few tears rolling down his cheek, but you couldn't tell if it was from the anger or the sadness he must be feeling. "Dean I can't stay any longer and I won't! I hate being a hunter! I want a normal life away from killing monsters and living on the road! I want to go to college and be normal like everybody else and maybe have a family someday!" , the younger man, Sam, shouted. His hair was a bit longer than the other ones and his blue-brownish eyes held, not the same anger as the other ones, but the same amount of hurt in them. They were standing  a few feet away from each other but you could still see that they were about the same height. "Sammy we are brothers, we are family. You can't just leave me and Dad alone! You know that he won't let you go that easy! The heck Sammy I can't lose you too!" Dean's voice slowly began to break just like your heart as you saw more tears on the unknown man.  Sam's gaze went from his bag where he was stuffing his clothes into, over to his brother. He was crying just like his older brother but something on his face told you right then and there that he was still set on leaving. The younger one made a few steps towards Dean and began to speak more softly than before. "Dean you know you will always be my brother and I love you and you won't lose me! I'm just going to college. Look, you can always come visit me there and we can always meet up somewhere and spend some time together, but I can't stay here and you know that. I'm sorry that I am hurting you with this Dean but I made my decision and I won't change it. Please respect that." There was silence between the two brothers and the older one took his gaze from his little brother for a few seconds, needing to think for a while. Dean truly tried to fight back all the tears and swallow the forming lump in his throat. "Dea-" "Okay Sammy. I won't try to hold you back but under a few conditions." , disrupted Dean, his little brother's sentence. The younger one nodded eager and he continued to speak. "You call me twice a week to tell me if you are alright and whenever you need help you call me or send me a text, alright? And you can bet your motherfucking ass that if you don't call I will drive up to your college and kick you in that ass!" The last sentence made Sam laugh up and even Dean smiled at his brother. "I promise, Dean." "Good, now let's start packing the rest of your stuff before Dad comes back. He will be a bigger pain than I am."

You startle from your sleep, breathing heavily as you tried to calm down from what you just witnessed. Who were those two brothers and why did I dream about them? The thoughts about Sam and Dean didn't leave your mind as you lied there, trying to make sense of what you just saw. When your mind slowly started to clear up a bit you finally realized that you weren't lying outside, where you originally passed out, but rather inside of a building on a soft mattress. Your body jolted up and panic rose inside you. Your head spun around the room and it took you a few seconds to recognize it which gave you the chills. It wasn't any room you were in... It was yours...  How am I able to be inside my room when I passed-out outside?! Fear and panic mixed together as you started to stand up from the bed. Someone took me inside! Sure it could have been one of your family members but your brother was spending the night at a friend's place and your mom worked until midnight. The first thing that came to your mind was I need a weapon. The person who took you in could have been nice, but also an insane serial killer who wanted to wait a bit before he kills you.  Suddenly you remembered that your brother kept your dad's old baseball bat in his room right next to his door. You sighed and thought about a way to calm down. In the end a few deep breaths and self-boosting words was all it took to make you calm down enough to leave the safety of your room and go to your brother's across the hall. A few steps through the hall and you stood in front of it, the door creaked as you tried to open it as quietly as possible. Damn it James! ,you thought. If there was a killer in this house who spared you until you woke up so he could torture you, he now knew you were awake and ready to be his next victim. You jinxed your brother for being to damn lazy to oil his fucking door, which he wanted to do for weeks now.  Your hand silently slipped through the small creak of the door and engulfed the handle of the baseball bat. As your hand curled around it your heartbeat increased again. But with the bat in hand you started to feel a little bit more confident in yourself. Now armed and ready you began to search the house. If you die today you die fighting, like the viking you are at heart.  In the end the search through your house revealed nothing. No murderer who wants to kill you, no burglar who had taken advantage of your unconscious state and no monsters. Nothing. You sighed, relieved and concerned. Still the thought of someone taking you from the streets and carrying you home never left. It sends a shiver down your spine. Sure the thought that this person tried to just be nice was there but what if they weren’t? What if they come back? A few weeks have passed now and even thought you wanted to tell your family about the incident you decided against it. You were going through enough as is so telling them some stranger brought you home while you were passed out wouldn't make the situation any better. After what happened you started to feel over time as if someone was watching you. Most of the time you hoped it was just your wild imagination or paranoia finally catching up on you but occasionally you truly thought you saw someone following you from the corner of your eyes and whenever you looked in the direction he was suddenly gone. Whenever that happened you tried to tell yourself that it was nothing. That nobody was following you and you were just slowly but surely going insane of all the stress and nightmares and those damn brothers you saw in your dreams, but was this really just your imagination? Your mind playing some weird and fucked up tricks on you, that weren't fun anymore or... something else?

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Chapter 1, The Blackout

Series Masterlist: The Prophet and the Angel

Pairing: Michael x Prophet!Reader

Warnings: mention of blood, torture, death of loved one

Wordcount: ~1.4k

A/N: Welcome to the first chapter. Have fun people.

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It was the first night in a very long time that nightmares didn't seem to awaken you at night. For months now horrifying nightmares plagued you, about blood splattered everywhere, screams of souls being tortured, dead people lying on the ground in front of you, innocent humans- children being killed by monsters you never imagined could exist outside of myths and fairy tales. Horrifying was not the right description for all the things you saw... If there even was a way to describe it in the slightest... It was heartbreaking and it drove you from day to day more insane. And all of this bullshit started after the storm swept over your city where you got struck by a weird looking purple-blue lightning inside your home. Sometimes, you thought, that it was best if they locked you up somewhere and pumped as much medication as humanly possible into you... But you couldn't let that happen... Not after what happened to your bigger sister... Your family couldn't handle another downfall like that. They went through enough after what she did. What you didn't prevent from happening. What you knew would happen... And you did nothing... The sun began to rise and slowly but surely peeked it's way through (Y/F/C) curtains into the small bedroom, on the second floor of a little home in Lebanon, Kansas. It was a beautiful compact house with a front yard full of flowerbeds and a quite large backyard. The house was painted in a light blue and white. It had little wooden ornaments on the sides of the windows and the same wood was also used for the front porch. One of the things on the wide front porch, besides a bench under one of the windows overseeing the front yard and street, was a small but probably big enough to fit two people, Hollywood swing. It was a favourite spot for most of the people living in the household. The house overall seemed beautiful to people who passed by, but for you it just was your old dusty and boring home since you can remember. The room was getting lit in a warm orange tone from the uprising morning sun. Slowly it creeped it's way onto your face and a low groan escaped your lips. Your body didn't want to stand up and go about your every, not so inventful, day which awaited you, but you knew you had to get up. Your (Y/E/C) eyes flutter open and you take in the warm light in your room. Even thought being woken up by the sun in your face wasn’t the best experience, you loved how the warm colours danced around your little compact kingdom. You sighed as you rolled over onto your side and looked at the clock on the nightstand. It was 5:43.  Two thoughts crossed your mind. Option one, was that you could still sleep for another 17 minutes and then be woken up by that awful loud noise calling itself an alarm or option two, you could stand up right away and be the first one in the bathroom and get all the hot water and leave the rest for your bitchy big brother. It only took you a few seconds to decide what you were going to do. A smug grin sneaks its way onto your lips before you leave the convenient environment of your bed. Not today Satan, you thought as you swung your legs out from under the covers to the side and with one little jump you were standing in front of your bed. Today the hot water will be mine. You grabbed a few things you needed, fresh clothes, hairbrush and a bit of makeup before you left the room to go to the bathroom. Right as you stepped outside of your room, into the small hallway, your gaze wandered to your brother's door which opened in the exact same moment. Your glances met and you could see the shocked expression on his face. The smug smile appeared on your face once again and he knew what was about to happen. Both of you broke out into a sprint trying to make your way as fast as possible to the bathroom, but as the bathroom was closer to your room, you won the little battle and slammed the door right into your brother's face with a triumphant grin. With a flick of your fingers the door looked with a quiet click sound and it was the best feeling in the world. Your head felt back a little, eyes closed for a second and with that grin still plastered on your face, you heard your brother from outside the room groan in frustration. He deserves it. You took as much time as you could to really get under your brother’s skin. Every day he would hog the bathroom like his life depended on it until the warm water would run out and now he would finally get a taste of his own medicine. After you finished getting ready you walked out of the bathroom and got immediately shoved to the side by your grumpy brother as he walked into the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him. That grin wouldn’t leave your face even if you wanted to. You grabbed your backpack and checked if you got everything packed before you headed down to the kitchen where your mother had made some breakfast. It was now around seven o'clock and you sat at the kitchen table, reading a book you started on the weekend, while eating the breakfast your mother had prepared. She had asked what got you so happy today and you told her everything that happened upstairs with a shiteating grin on your face. Her only response was to sigh a little 'kids' and smile softly as she had continued reading the newspaper. Your brother came down to the kitchen as well, all while glaring at you. The urge to say something, tease him a little bit, came up and you just couldn't resist yourself even if you wanted too. "Oh was the shower a little bit cold, princess?" You put just a tiny bit more pressure on the word princess and you could have sworn you saw literally the thought of murdering you in his eyes. Thankfully your mom intervened before he could actually do it. Oh this day is going pretty good so far, you thought as you continued the multitask of eating, reading and teasing your brother with glances without your mother noticing. Time had passed and surely enough it was turning noon. School just ended and today was as boring and uneventful as usual. The only major thing that happened was one of those surprise tests in biology which, if we are being honest for a second, weren't really a surprise anymore for your class because your teacher, Miss Hopper, always did them. Every Friday, in the second half of the first lesson off your double lesson. It was one of the many, not quite as weird as the other, habits she had. Sometimes your class even speculated if she broke out of a mental hospital with how she behaved but nobody would say anything to someone out of your class, because let's be real for a second, she is the most fun one of them all. The way back home wasn't very long so after a few minutes of contemplating if you should walk or take the bus, you decided to just walk the way to your house. You were thinking about what you would make yourself for a snack before doing your homework. As you rounded the corner onto the small street you could see the light blue painting of your house in the distance and knew that it would only take you five more minutes to be there when you suddenly started to get a bit dizzy. That is not normal, you thought. You stopped and closed your eyes for a few seconds hoping it would help to get the dizziness out of your head, but it only made things worse. You started feeling a pressure on your chest and in your head as your breathing got faster and heavier from second to second. You tried to open your eyes, but when you did so, all that you could see was black spots clouding your vision. The dizziness grew worse and the only thing you could register next was how you collapsed and everything turned black...

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Prologue

Series Masterlist: The Prophet and the Angel

Pairing: Michael x Prophet!Reader

Warnings: none

Wordcount: 376

A/N: This is the start of my little series a started to write in 2019 but never finished. Well damn here I go.

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It was a cold December evening with snow gently flowing down to the ground. Few cars were driving outside and fewer people were walking along the icy roads. The cold temperatures just weren’t for everyone. At the end of one small icy street stood a house painted in a beautiful heavenly blue and white with wooden accents around the windows and front door. On a first glance it didn’t seem like much, just an ordinary little home, but in this small house was something big and life changing about to happen. You were sitting on the couch in your living room, a steaming mug in your hand, flipping through channels on the TV. Your nose started to tingle as you sneezed once, twice, you grabbed for the tissue box beside you. Being sick and home alone was both pleasing and awful at the same time. On one side you were glad your family wasn’t bothering you and you didn’t have to visit your aunt who always gave you the creeps, but on the other no one was there to bring you soup or more tissues. You sighed as you stood up and stretched your arms and legs, it felt good to finally stand up after probably sitting there for four hours straight. You made your way over into the kitchen to find something you could eat without puking it up a few minutes later. Going through the cupboards you found a box of crackers and sighed in relief, those will hopefully stay down. When you walked back into the living room a loud bang made you drop the box in shock. What the hell was that? It wasn’t the TV as you muted that beforehand. Slowly you walk over to the window and look outside. The clouds were much more darker and sinister looking than before and you realized that a storm is brewing over the city. You were about to walk over and pick the box up when something in the clouds was catching your eyes. It looked like blue and purple lightning. You rubbed your eyes and looked back at it. Did I really just see that? Just as you thought you imagined it a blue and purple thunderbolt was coming directly at you...

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The Prophet and the Angel (masterlist)

Summary: A few months ago a storm wreaked havoc through your town where you got hit by a blue and purple looking lightning. Now nightmares plagued you of things you only thought could exist in stories and legends, but something changed and you realized what had happened… And those nightmares become your new reality…

Paring: Michael x Prophet!Reader 

Warnings: mention of blood, violence, death, suicide, the usual supernatural violence, swearing

A/N: This series will hopefully be updated ever Sunday and we will just see how long I can keep this.

Prologue (07. Feb. 2021)

Chapter 1 (14. Feb 2021)

Chapter 2 (21. Feb 2021)

Chapter 3 (28. Feb 2021)

Chapter 4 

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

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Pretending - S.B.

Warnings: mention of drinking, swearing, angst

Wordcount: ~1.6k

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Prompt: I am tired of pretending!

A/N: There I go again with the angst. 

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It seemed like the meeting was taking an eternity and the only thing your mind could focus on was the ticking of the clock hanging high on the kitchen wall to your left. But something or rather someone still made it hard for you to entirely focus on the rhythmic tic tac. It took you all your strength not to look in the direction of the man, who was sitting at the head of the table, and had been staring at you for the entirety of this meeting. You knew that he wanted to get your attention but you couldn’t turn to look at him. The man who was so desperate to get your attention was none other than Sirius Black, someone who was accused of betraying his best friend, being a mass murderer and many other things. He had 12 years stolen from him because of all these false accusations and couldn’t raise his godson like his friends wanted him too. It was a tragedy and now it continues as he has to hide in the house where he grew up and was abused in his teen years. The only good thing Sirius found in this was you, a young and talented auror, who Dumbledore assigned to come by every so often during the weeks to keep him in check and to stay with him for a bit as company. That’s also how you found out about the truth that happened all those years ago and it’s also the reason why you became so close to him. Too  close as you sometimes thought but now it was too late to back out. When Dumbledore finally ended the meeting you let out a little sigh of relief and stood up like the others did. You wanted to get as fast as possible out of this room and house. You made your way out of the kitchen and to the front door down the hall but a firm hand gripped your arm before you could reach it. You didn’t need to turn around to know exactly who held you back. “What is wrong Sweetheart? Leaving so soon already?” The voice was deep and rough and belonged to none other than the man you were trying to avoid. Nothing, you wanted to say, just tired and wanted to go home and get some sleep. But you couldn’t and even if you would he wouldn’t believe it and push you until the truth was spilled. You sighed as you turned around to face him and were immediately met with his storm grey eyes. You bit down on your lip and kept quiet for a second looking behind him to see if anyone was coming down the hallway towards the two of you. When you saw that it was clear you began to whisper back.  “What’s wrong with me? Sirius I am tired of pretending that our relationship doesn’t exist. I am just tired, so fucking tired. I don’t care what the others would think of us, for Merlin's sake Sirius... I love you.” You didn’t realise at first what just slipped out of your mouths but seeing Sirius surprised and shocked expression told you everything. Your own eyes widened in realisation and suddenly a feeling of dread made itself clear in your stomach.  The relationship you and Sirius formed came out of the blue and continued on very quickly. It happened one evening when you both had some wine and talked about past relationships and experiences you had. None of you knew how it came to this but the next morning you both woke up in his bed together and from there on it just continued. With such a rapid pace it progressed and how much time you spent together it was a surprise no one figured it out during the summer when the Weasleys, Hermione and Harry stayed in the old Black household. Not to mention how often Remus and Tonks were coming by then and still do now. The shock that overcame Sirius made him loosen his grip on you and with the growing feeling in your stomach and need to run away you ripped your arm free. As fast as you could, you swung the door open and bolted down the street like you were hunted by a pack of wolves ready for dinner. Sirius' mind needed a moment to register the events but when it did it was too late. He could see you in the distance bolting around a street corner and disappearing from his view. Now he was left standing in the doorframe of his house, mouth hanging open with words left unspoken and something he could only describe as sorrow rising up inside of him.

A few weeks went by and you still didn’t go back to grimmauld place 12 and you weren’t planning on it either. With that mindset you also mist three meetings but thankfully Tonks was kind enough to fill you in afterwards and every time she did she subtly asked about what happened but you ignored it. You knew she just wanted to help but you needed space and time to think about everything.  You were sitting in the living room of your apartment with a book in hand but the words never seemed to make their way into your head. Your mind was still occupied with the event of the night where you told Sirius you loved him for the first time and then ran off immediately afterwards. The regret of running and not going back for so long was as prominent as the feeling of dread when you only thought about returning to that place.  Coping like this maybe wasn’t the right thing to do but talking didn’t seem like it for you either. Just why was it so hard to go back? Sirius clearly had feelings for you so there was no reason for him to reject your confession, or was it because you told him you didn’t want to keep it secret anymore? Sirius wanted it that way when everything started but since then he never showed any signs that he intended to change it. Would that be enough to reject you? A loud banging coming from the door ripped you out of your thoughts and for a moment you froze before standing up and grabbing your wand. You swore if this was one of Moody's constant vigilante tests you would hex him. The banging continued as you made your way to the door where you took a deep breath. Carefully you put one hand on the handle while the other held your wand at the ready and with one swift movement you swung the door open. The sight in front of you made you drop your wand in shock.  “Sirius..?” His name escaped your lips in a whisper. He shouldn’t be here, hell he wasn’t even allowed to leave grimmauld place so why was he standing in front of your door. If someone saw him he would be sent back to Azkaban or worse. Sirius pushed you backwards into your apartment and let the door fall shut behind him. His eyes stared intensely at you, basically boring holes into you. It made a chill run down your spin and your mouth dry instantly. His hair and clothes were disheveled and if you would put the whole image of him together he would look like the maniac some thought him to be.  “We need to talk. Please.” He was clearly out of breath and his voice was full of desperation. Your heart clenched at hearing it and you felt even worse than before for leaving. The only thing you could do was nod, your mouth and throat still too dry to produce any words.  You both stared at each other for a moment, letting silence fill the apartment. Both of your gazes wandered over each other's figure before Sirius began to talk. “I am sorry, (Y/N), I really am. I was so selfish for wanting to keep our relationship between us that I didn’t realize how much I hurted you with that. I love you so much and you can’t believe how long I’ve wanted to come here.” Your mind was racing again but not with the thoughts of earlier but the words Sirius just said to you. He continued to say things but you didn’t hear it nor did it really matter to you in that moment. You grabbed his face and pulled him down for a long fervour kiss. The kiss seemed to last a lifetime and it was filled with love, adoration and passion. It lasted for what felt like a lifetime and you never wanted it to end but you had to part eventually for air. A big smile was plastered on your face and Sirius suddenly felt like he was in heaven again after he hadn't seen it for so long. “Whatever else you wanted to say, I don’t care. When this war is over and you are finally truly free I want to run away with you. It will be you, me and of course Harry as well. He is your family after all and I wouldn’t dare to leave him behind.” A smile now made its way onto Sirius' face as well and he pulled you closer into a hug. In this moment he promised himself to never let go of you again.  “I want nothing more than for us to run away and become a family. I love you more than you can imagine.”

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Tagging: @satans-bae-and-queen, @hippogreif-joana

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Must Have Been The Wind - N. L.

Warnings: none

Wordcount: 830

Pairing: hinted Neville Longbottom x f!Reader

Song: Alec Benjamin - Must Have Been The Wind

A/N: A small drabble I wrote last year and decided needs to be seen by the world.

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Neville was trying to fall asleep for the last three hours now, drifting from almost unconscious to wide awake not knowing the reason for it. After so many attempts he felt like this was finally it when a shattering sound startled him and he sat up looking around in confusion trying to make out the source of it. Neville quickly figured out that it didn’t come out of his dorm room and decided that he would go investigate to see if anyone was hurt. He swung his legs carefully over the edge, not caring to put his slippers on and stood up. A yawn escaped him as he tiptoed towards the door over the cool floor boards. When Neville stepped into the hallway he heard what resembled soft whimpering coming from downstairs which made a wave of concern wash over him. Did someone get hurt? As he quietly made his way down the steps the whimpering turned louder and soon into audible sobs. Neville furrowed his brows while falling into a train of thoughts, what should he do when he reached the common room? Who was there crying and would they even want anyone seeing them crying? His thoughts came to a stop when he reached the bottom of the staircase and stepped into his familiar common room adorned with the red and golden colours of his house. Thanks to it being so late into the night the room was completely empty besides that one lonely figure sitting by the fireplace, their legs tucked close to their chest and arms wrapped around them. They were clearly shaking and trying to keep their sobs in, and as to not startle them too much Neville cleared his throat as softly as possible which went not quite as he hoped. The person whipped their head around and Neville locked eyes with a familiar person. It was (Y/N), a friend of Ginny’s who she introduced him to at the beginning of last year. They became quick friends and something inside him started to sting at the sight of her. He clearly saw a dullness in her eyes and the puffed up cheeks even with the dim light coming from the almost burned out fire. She quickly rubbed over her face but went over her cheeks a bit more before clearing her throat as well. “Oh Neville, hey, why are you still up so late?” (Y/N) tried to muster up a smile but the pain in her eyes and voice was obvious enough. It hurted Neville to see her like that but he plaid along for now. “Hey (Y/N), I had trouble falling asleep and then I heard something shatter and came to investigate. Are you okay?” Seeing her dull eyes and the lack of sparkle they usually held made Neville a bit uneasy and he shifted from one feet to the other. “Yeah I’m fine and I didn’t hear anything. Your ears are probably playing tricks on you from the lack of sleep. It must have been the wind.”  She still kept a smile on her face and Neville thought about a second if he should leave it by that. He could always tell if people didn’t want to talk about particular problems and he could see it here too. He gave her a small nod. “You must be right, it is pretty windy outside.” Neville turned around and walked up a few steps before turning around again to face the girl sitting on the chair. “Goodnight (Y/N). See you tomorrow at breakfast.”  “Alright, goodnight Neville.” With that Neville continued to ascend the steps back to his dormitory thinking about the encounter. He didn’t want to leave her downstairs all by herself but he knew better than to stay when someone visibly wanted to be alone. Still Neville thought about something he could do to help and show that he was there for her when she needed him. As he reached the top Neville sat down on the steps and leaned against the cold brick wall. He didn’t care about that in the moment nor that he wasn’t exactly the best singer when he started to sing a little muggle song you showed him not too long ago. It was called Lean on me and Neville thought it was quite fitting for this situation. He sang quiet enough not to wake anybody else up but still loud enough for her to hear downstairs.  And down in the common room a real meant smile made its way on the girls lips and a small spark came back into her eyes. She knew he did it for her and suddenly she didn’t feel so alone. (Y/N) knew that she found not only a friend but someone very special in Neville and that leaning on him for support was an offer he would always hold out for her.  And maybe… just maybe… she would consider taking him up on the offer someday…

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Tagging: @satans-bae-and-queen, @hippogreif-joana

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Fate - D.W.

Warnings: mentioning of death

Wordcount: ~1.3k

Pairing: Dean Winchester x f!Reader

Song + Lyrics: Adele - Water Under The Bridge

The only thing that I want is your love / Don’t pretend that you don’t want me / Our love ain’t water under the bridge

A/N: This fic got inspired by the song above and I hope you enjoy it.

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Dean and you were teenagers when you fell in love and started dating. It lasted two years which you described as the best of your life. Dean was 19 and you were 16 when you first met on a hunt both of your family were after. Soon you found yourself working alongside him and sparks started to fire up between you and neither of you could hold back. The mutuality that your lifes had were so familiar yet so different at the same time only fueled that fire in your relationship and you called it fate. At least this fate lasted for two years.  Oh you beautiful how much I hate you now… Eight years went by in a flash and you were an adult now, you became maturer since your breakup and grew to not only rely on the people around you but more on yourself than anything else. Then these days came where you would miss the old times and dwell in the memories of your shared past. You felt truly happy back then like hunters never did when they once entered this grim life of putting yourself on the line to protect others from the monsters out of campfire stories. Dean and you would often meet up between hunts to spend time together and you would even hunt together when the possibility came. Even under hard circumstances you would make it through everything together and come out on top, until that one fight. You almost lost your life during a werewolf hunt going south and Dean blamed himself for it. He begged you for hours to drop hunting and settle down somewhere safe with him. You were ready to cave in to his begs and stop but something held you back. One little thing deep inside you couldn’t and you said no. After that night your relationship was over and something did die inside of you. Was this also part of Fate’s plan? Would you still be together if you had agreed? You laid on the bed in a shabby motel room which had a weird smell to it and the only thing that would be able to describe it was decay. If someone got murdered here before, you wouldn’t be surprised and the stains in the carpet oddly fit to that thought. You sighed and sat up. Looking around you saw your bag lying open on the table with clothes sticking out, next to it your laptop facing an almost empty chair except for your jacket hanging over the back of it.  You stood up and walked over to the small table. You closed the laptop and grabbed your jacket while making your way to the door. You needed some food inside of you to think straight again and continue your research. No hunter can complete their job without a full stomach, right? Outside your car awaited you like an old friend and you smiled at the sight of it. A 75er Chevy Camaro in a shining maroon colour was your mothers most prized possession and she loved this car almost more than your father and yourself so when it finally was yours, you made sure it became your most prized belonging as well. You jumped into the driver's seat and started the engine. Another sigh escaped your lips but this time it was one of contentment. It wasn’t a long drive until you found a nice enough looking diner that you pulled up onto the parking spot in front of it. You got out of your car just as an all to familiar Chevy Impala pulled in right next to you. The only thing racing through your mind was an oh no... “(Y/N)? Is that really you?” The voice was so familiar but yet so different from what you remembered. You looked to the side to see not the man you expected but someone you knew just as well in your past. Your face turned into one of surprise and confusion. “Where you always that fucking tall, Sammy?” Sam couldn’t hold back his laughter and bend down to hug you which you gladly accepted.  “How have you been?” “Pretty good actually, I mean there were a lot of ups and downs since I came back into hunting but otherwise good, yeah. How have you been? I haven’t seen you in years.” You could see that Sam was still that excited young boy you met ten years ago. Your heart melted at this familiarity you haven’t had in a while. You gave him a warm smile. “I’ve been alright. Got around a lot thanks to hunting, you know. How is Dean?” You hesitated before saying the man's name. Sam knew about what had happened between you and his older brother but he just smiled and did as he hadn’t noticed your little pause. “He is good, just a bit much in his thoughts lately. Happens every year around the time of your breakup.” So Dean still fought with the past like you did. You gave him a small nod. Sam quickly changed the topic. “I bet you are here because of the shapeshifter as well right? Wanna hunt together? You, Dean, Bobby and me. It will be fun, please.” Suddenly you looked at Sam’s famous and irresistible puppy dog eyes and you shake your head with a sigh, even if you wanted to you couldn’t resist that damn look.  A few days passed and even if the beginning was awkward you and Dean were able to make it through. You were able to laugh and joke around after only two days and spend a long time talking and reconnecting with each other. It almost felt like the last eight years didn’t exist. Maybe fate was stronger than you believed.  Dean and you were standing a few feet away from your cars where Sam and Bobby were loading their stuff into. You both went aside so to say goodbye without having them listen in. “I am happy that we met again and were able to talk.” “So am I, Dean. I loved spending time with you even when it was because of a case. I missed you a lot.” After the last sentence you gave him a soft smile and saw his surprised expression in return. Dean wanted to say something but you cut him off right away. “I was thinking a lot about you and what would have happened if I said yes and I did want to, but it didn’t feel right. I like what I am doing, I like hunting, I did it almost all my life just as you did and back then I felt like you didn’t understand that.” You paused a moment and looked to the side contemplating if you should tell him. “You know Dean it’s been eight years and I… I never stopped loving you and I never will. You were and still are the only one I want.” You looked back up at him to see his reaction. All Dean could do was smile and come closer to you. He carefully put his hand on your cheek and began to speak. “I never stopped loving you either and I know it was wrong to make you choose between me and hunting. I always regretted letting you walk out of my life.” His eyes began to glisten with tears and you suddenly realized that your eyes were watering as well. “Maybe I could walk in again…” You pulled Dean down and kissed him pouring all of the emotions you locked away for so long.  Fate is stronger than you thought.

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Tagging: @satans-bae-and-queen, @hippogreif-joana