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For stephcass week day 7: Monsters/Childhood

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@stephcassweek day 2: au (again!)

hunger games au

stephcass as peeniss

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@stephcassweek Day 7: Monsters

last one 🥺

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@stephcassweek day seven: childhood

My final piece for stephcass week!! It was super fun making art throughout the week, even though I couldn’t do all the days.

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@stephcassweek day 7: Monsters

Cass as a bat creature couldn’t leave my mind and Steph is a werewolf in my eyes so tada!!! They’re still incredible intimidating even as monsters!!

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Sorry for a slight delay, but the final day of Stephcass Week fic is up! This time more notes under the fic.

STEPHCASS WEEK Day 7: Monsters

Words: 1,000

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Smoke and dust were everywhere. Even through the filters in her mask, Cass could barely see anything around the place. She pushed through the rubble that was left following the explosion of the building where she and her family faced the Joker.

Things went south when the clown began pushing on Red Hood, reminding him of the time he left him to die in that warehouse explosion. He spoke about how much he'd love to do that again. The vigilante could not stand that and fired at the villain, little did they knew it would cause the bombs planted around the place to go off. Cass' abilities protected her from sustaining major injuries. Her brothers' and father's probably did them too. There was one person on their team who did not have that type of protection.

Cass tried screaming, but who she was looking for did not answer. She looked under large pieces of walls, hearing her heart pumping in her ears, making her distracted. Different dark scenarios flashed through her head. She could not stand them. Finally, she heard a weak coughing from below herself. She ran off as fast as she could and finally saw her love laying on the ground. She was covered by the rubble from the breasts down, already suggesting lots of broken bones. She hoped it would only end at that.

She crouched before Stephanie's body and started lifting off various parts of the destroyed building, until she noticed what she dreaded the most. A sharp metal pipe going right through her abdomen. She lost a lot of blood, her face was all pale. She opened her eyes slowly and looked at Cassandra, reaching her hand to caress her cheek. Cass took off her mask and Steph's as well. She could not care less if any civilian saw them. Tears were flooding Cass face and she could barely say any word.

"H-hey..." Steph began weakly, "I-it's okay, baby, I..." A bloody cough made her pause, "It- 's fine..." Cass was even more of a crying mess right now.

"Stephanie... I- I will... call. Someone will... help." Her voice was so shaky. She didn't believe in what she said. Stephanie lost too much blood already and would lose even more if they tried to take her off the metal.

"Won't do-" Steph coughed up blood again, "That won't do any- anything." She wanted to look into Cassandra's eyes as much as she could before passing out. For good. Her sight began drifting away and Cassandra screamed, leaning closer to her face. Smelling her blood. Almost tasting it.

Bruce always advised against doing it and wanted to keep it a secret. He wasn't proud already of the fact that he pulled all of his children into this, but it was the only way to save them in some situations they went through in their vigilante lives. He could not live after losing them in the field.

Cassandra found herself in that exact situation. It was the only way to save her love, her partner, her Stephanie. In one quick move, she ripped the piece of fabric on Steph's neck. She was unconscious, but the pulse was still there. The dark-haired woman released her fangs and sunk them into her lover's flesh.

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Cassandra finally woke up with a lazy yawn. She would happily stay in bed, as she still felt sore after last night's patrol. As she spinned around, reaching to the front with her hand, she felt someone's absence from their bed. Cass decided laying just so was no fun, if she couldn't hide her face between a cozy spot between a pair of breasts and got up.

She pulled a purple t-shirt on and headed towards the living room. The sun was just rising, as she saw through the big window in the center of the room, overlooking the Neo-Gotham from one of the highest buildings in the city. No wonder why she was still so sleepy, she would normally wake up in like two hours. She saw who she was looking for leaning against the window, just having a nightrobe on.

Cass placed her hands on her wife's hips from behind. The two women's eyes met and Cassandra saw a glint of light reflecting from the blonde woman's eye. Her hair were messy and stiff and she had bags under her eyes, both being a courtesy of a long and tiring patrol earlier in the night. For Cass, she was looking at the most beautiful woman ever.

Stephanie smiled and put her hands on Cassandra's cheeks, pulling her for a kiss. Their bodies got closer and Steph hopped into Cass' arms, both landing later on the couch in the middle of the room. The blonde began to laugh, to which her partner answered with the same. Steph, laying on top of Cass, cuddled her face into the other woman's neck and gave her lazy kisses. She reached the bite mark. Received from Bruce around, what, 40 years ago already? Time flies.

Her mind drifted to the feral night many decades ago when she almost left this world after that Joker explosion. Who knows, maybe in some other reality Cass was less sure what to do or she was too slow. But not her Cass, her wife. The woman she owed being alive today to.

Longetivity has it's minuses. It's harder to make friends among regular people, knowing that you will see their lives drifting away, while you barely get a wrinkle on your face in a decade. She had family though, people she could depend on in any situation, years spent together showing this definitely.

And she had Cassandra. No other person understood her like this woman. No other person understood this woman like Stephanie did. Their love would break any bounds, those of life and death too. Their wedding vow of spending their whole lives together had a different meaning in their situation.

Neither of them would want anything else from their life.

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And here we are at the end 🥹

About the fic itself it is kinda pushing it with the "monster" angle, but I wanted to write something more low-key and kind of, culminative? Cathartic? To kind of underline it being the last day and also the end. Vampires were probably the most used motive among all of the works this year so I had to add something from myself too.

To summarize, it was so much fun participating in the whole event. Not only from the writing perspective, but also looking at all the amazing works made by other people. I'll be waiting for another round next year definitely. Will be sending prompts too!!

Anyway, I'm coming back to reblogging all the nice Stephcass works I see, but who knows, maybe I'll do some writing here along the way again <3

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@stephcassweek day 6: civilians

Fighting crime is fun but Ice Cream dates are so much sweeter!!

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love me like a child, hold me in the dark (g, 3.9k)

In the silver light, Steph can see just how small the figure is. Skinny too, beyond slender and into bony. But even the skinniness can’t hide the baby fat on the cheeks, or the familiar clear warmth of the brown eyes.

“Oh my God,” Steph says, dropping her fists immediately. “Cass. You’re—you’re baby Cass.”

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Steph gets thrust back in time, deals with some closet monsters, and has some pretty major emotional revelations.

(for @stephcassweek day 7: childhood/monsters)

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Final day of @stephcassweek , i love how differently fucked up yet similar their family life was growing up :p

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For stephcass week day 6: Metahuman AU! (and also day 5 gala because I missed that one whoops)

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@stephcassweek day 2: au

au: everything’s the same but steph keeps her baby

i tried to mimic @micaerulaa ‘s gorgeous style in this

(i love your art so much)

sorry for the late submission gang. also for not knowing how to draw babies.

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@stephcassweek day 6 - Childhood monsters

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Stephcass Week day 6 is up! Today we deep dive into some fun stuff, which is my take on Cassie's problem with finding identity beside her vigilante persona. Like I said, very fun. It's focused on Steph and Cass' free time as civilians, so I think it fits the prompt, even if they are still vigilantes on the side.

Hope you like it!

STEPHCASS WEEK Day 6: Civilians

Words: 1,188

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You know things got fucked up, when Cassandra Cain, Black Bat, the daughter of two of the deadliest assassins on Earth, Lady Shiva and David Cain, as well as trained from birth to be a living killing machine, comes back from a fight with a broken arm.

Bane returned to Gotham, with the most powerful version of Venom created yet in his veins and decided the best people to celebrate that occasion with are his friends from the local crime-fighting family. When Batman and Robin realized they could not defeat the man alone, they had to call for reinforcements, those being Red Robin, Nightwing, Red Hood, Batwing, Batwoman and aformentioned Black Bat. It took around an hour of non-stop, brutal fighting and crashing most of the Gotham docks to finally put down the villain, but they managed to do it.

One of the factors in defeating him sadly being Cassandra's sacrifice by pushing away Damian from Bane's hit. She exposed herself, which gave the rest time to gather around the man and finally tie him down and inject an anti-Venom into his veins. Before that happened though, the hit landed on Cass' arm, breaking it and making her unconscious.

Fast forward 4 hours later, Cassandra woke up in the Bat-Cave's med-bay with Alfred and Bruce by her side, telling her what happened. "Your arm is broken in 6 different spots, Madame Cassandra. Recovering from that will take months..." Said Alfred. "I'm sorry, young lady, but in this time we need to put you off your vigilante activities."

It was the first time Cass had to hear those words during her vigilante career. She had never taken enough damage to get benched. Hell, she had never even caught a cold. Her training wouldn't allow it, but Cassandra herself was always incredibely careful with all of her moves, because she knew how much Gotham and her family needs her in the field. Now she's supposted to take a few months long break from that life? She did not answer any of Bruce or Alfred's further questions, just sat on the bed numbly.

For Cass it was like a death penalty, but someone took the news as an opportunity for good, this 'someone' being one and only Stephanie Brown, Cassandra's lovely girlfriend. It's not like she did not feel the pain her partner was experiencing, but she also thought that the dark-haired woman sooner or later needed a vacation and she did not want to wait for their honeymoon for that to happen (and even then Cass would probably pack her suit and change into it the moment she saw a kitten not able to get off a tree).

Cass was advised by Bruce to spend the next four months living in Stephanie's apartment, to be a bit further from the vigilante activity that she would be at home. It lined up perfectly with various activities Steph had planned for them to fill Cass' time during her treatment.

Besides vigilantism, Cassandra was taking online private classes to broaden her opportunities if she wanted to take on a job and generally were supposted to teach her more about the world. These taken up to five hours daily for her. Besides that? She was all free. Usually she'd spent the rest of that time training, working on cases, sleeping, so that she could then have no problem running around on patrols all night. Of course she also always tried to find time to spend with Stephanie, besides when they were cracking a case or playing rooftop tag, so it's not like she had no idea what to do in her free time. That didn't mean the first few days weren't rough for her.

That's where Stephanie came in. The activities she had prepared were generally stuff to bond over or use some skills for. It was stuff like learning to bake new things together, going on walks to the park, the library, the museum. Steph would love to teach Cass more about knitting (a little hobby of hers) but it was definitely hard with her broken hand. She loved to watch though. For lazier nights, Steph would put one of the films or TV shows on the long list she had prepared for her girlfriend to watch one day to be up to date with the pop culture.

And Cassandra absolutely loved all of these things and was really grateful how involved her partner was in making this time better for her. But she could not shake off the feeling that she should be out there, helping people, that she was... wasting time? No, Cass would never say that about time spent with Steph. Yet the feeling was still there.

Something almost broke when the women went on a quiet date in a local coffee shop. It did not end up as quiet as they wanted, when they saw Duke and Bruce drop into park across the street, fighting Mr. Freeze. They did not need help, so Steph was not running to change into her Batgirl suit. It was tempting to Cass. She got up and almost ran out of the shop, when Steph grabbed her healthy hand.

"What are you doing?!" She said quietly but firmly, for it to get to Cass' head. The woman was looking outside the window, as she saw the two vigilantes and the villain leave the park and her sight. She sat back with tears in her eyes. Steph was immediately alarmed. She slided over her chair to seat closer to Cass and hugged her, the dark-haired woman laying her head on the blonde's shoulder.

"I'm sorry." Cass finally raised her eyes to look at Stephanie. "I just- I'm... I love what you do for me." She said taking on of Steph's hands and caressing it. "But I miss this. I can't fight this feeling. I feel so useless... when I can't be out there." More tears rolled down her cheeks.

Steph felt pity for her girlfriend and wasn't really shocked. Cass was made for fighting. First as David Cain's weapon, then she forged it into her mission to help people of Gotham. She was never benched this long and it definitely made her undergo a little identity crisis. But what was Stephanie for, if not going through it with Cassandra?

"Listen, babe, it's okay you feel this way. I'm not mad, I know you have good intentions, but I need you to know, that you are someone bigger than just Black Bat. You are Cassandra Cain, a talented dancer, loving daughter, sister, friend and partner. You are your own person." Steph smiled fondly and kissed Cass on the forehead. She smiled as well.

It got kinda better for Cass after that. Sure, the need to come back to being a vigilante was tingling. But she knew it would come back to her soon. Right now, she had time to pursue things she never thought about before and she wanted to cherish that. Well, maybe even after coming back on the field, she could make some changes to her schedule. To find a moment for Cassandra Cain.

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@stephcassweek day 5: gala

sneaking away from the party

i meant to do every day but school got in the way, but here’s my late submission for gala.

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@stephcassweek day 6: civilians

Sadly these two days won’t be finished illustrations but i had fun sketching this anyway!