#DCA&reader

[jaybarou]

This doesn't work for my DCA fic anymore, but I still like it a lot so I'm putting it here with enough context for anyone to read even if not in the fandom.

NOT ROMANTIC.

"You" are a night shift worker at a nasty job. Your coworker is a big (young) robot called Moon who has a teether to the ceiling and likes tricks more than going on patrol through the empty halls. You are using your smoke break to show a song to him while sitting on the edge of a wall.

The job has been slowly destroying you both but you can't quit, and this song means a lot.

“So, about that song. It’s not on the radio. Well, it is not on a lot of places because I heard it live. Also the speakers here won’t let me play anything unauthorized, but we can still listen to it on my phone. So.”

You were not in the mood to chitchat while looking for the song, but Moon came closer. His face might be frozen since the last batch of restrictions, but his body language had turned eager, and curious, and intrigued very quickly. That was too precious to waste on a bad mood, so by the time you pressed play, you were already letting go of the anger. The tune was too raw to ignore, and you swayed with the song and balanced the mobile between the two of you. The first lyrics went on their own, but soon enough you were singing and howling along as the song demanded, to Moon's amusement.

"I'm ready now!"

It was fun, you liked it very much, and Moon hummed along the chorus the second time.

"I know the shape of this room I know these walls, I know this tune I know I’m stalling and I’m gonna turn the page So show me how!"

It had been a long day, and a long week, but it was finally Friday so you sang like it was the last good thing allowed to you, chorus, wailing and all.

“I’ve made a vow, I’ve made a pledge, I’ve made a pact,

I’ve made a promise to the moon!”

It died down and you didn’t feel the need to fill the silence. Peace was so hard to come by.

Moon would have complained if he hadn't liked it. He would have stopped it. So you were pretty confident he had enjoyed it almost as much as you. But you were eager to get a confirmation, and when his voice box came to life you hoped it was to say how much he liked it, but...

“What promise did you make, little howler?”

You should have expected such a question, but you hadn’t, you didn’t have a prepared answer and you felt like he was asking more than what the song meant for you. More than why you had brought it. And you didn’t want to break this moment by saying something unimportant.

“You have to go on patrol. Why don’t you go while I think of an answer?”

Moon didn’t like the answer, clearly. Because you stood and cleaned your pants to go back to your desk at the same time as he did. And you looked carefully at the rail-less edge, so carefully that you didn’t notice the sudden movement of Moon as he got closer.

“Careful!” And he pushed you.

Your stomach fell faster than the rest of you, you saw the floor approaching and put out your hands for what was going to be... There were snickers. And an unyielding pressure around your ankle.

“Asshole! Son of a motherboard! Get hydraulic pressed! I hope you get rust where you can’t reach! Pan-face!”

His laughter got louder as he got the ceiling wire fixed to his back. Your eyes went bigger and rounder.

“No. Don’t you dare. I will get grease on your lenses and green goo in your fans. Don’t you dare!”

You didn’t have anywhere to cling to, so you flailed around while he lowered you to the ground level, as undignifiedly as is possible for a human. He keept you on a handstand for a moment while you frowned at him.

“Don’t you have patrols?”

“This is more fun.”

“I will put gum where you can’t clean it. You will find stickers in the unlikeliest places for months if you don’t let go. Glitter stickers.”

He was still laughing! And that was your worst threat! But little by little you were lowered. It didn’t look like he was doing it on purpose, more like his fit of giggles had just rerouted power from his holding. You knew better than to believe that filthy scrapyard material of a robot.

When you were free, his wire took him up, away into the dark and you unfolded yourself from the ground. No matter how careful he had been, you were going to get a black and blue anklet.

You didn’t mind, or you would have been sterner when demanding to be let down, but this felt wrong with the anger problems that management were coding into him. If someone saw you get harmed in any way, would your bosses understand? Would they do something to fix it? They were spying your smoking hiding spots, wouldn’t they see this too? There were so many reasons to be worried.

And one of them was your actual job.

You sat on the chair.

Holy bolts and nuts, was the pain in your lower back gone? Fine, if he could replicate the results, you’d have to tell Moon. Oh and you needed an answer. The sudden mischief was brought because you had not answered, you knew, even if he hadn’t voiced it that way. And the paperwork you had to deal with was mind-numbing enough to leave you a corner of your brain to think about it.

“Hey, Moon.” He burst into giggles when he saw you after his patrol. Those giggles were not his either, were forcibly coded into him. You were not deterred. “I have thought about what you asked. The promise to the Moon.” His laughing subsided enough to look at your face and he stopped altogether. To listen. To you. “I promised that things would end up better than when we started, but only at the very end, after fighting for it to happen.”

For the whole fic: [X]

[latehere]

carrying my beautiful animatronic bf like he weighs nothing

[fluffy-anna]

SOMEWHERE IN THE WAYNE MANOR

[chimkin-samich]

MerMay hitting like crazy lately...

Expect more, and I mean m o r e ... SOON! 👀

[imclou]

Hello @spadillelicious, just letting you know that your boys are still living rent free inside my head.

So i read Chapter 14 yesterday, let's just say i thought i was out of fanart ideas and i was terribly WRONG

|| Character Sheet ||

because i keep forgetting what colors to use

||Bonus ||

[karoochui]

He wants to play UNO

[xmimi89er]

I believe that the Daycare Attendant is actually pretty light weighted as a safety code. I mean, if they were to fall on some kid (maybe because they ran out of power all of the sudden or for whatever reason), and they weighted tons upon tons, then this kid will die, but if they weighted somewhat (WAY) lighter than that then the kid will only get a few bruises at best and a broken bone at worst.

And also because I want to pick them up :P

[kappasuka]

（Sequel）

Side MOON.

[eggcromancer]

Sun reacting to news of his demotion from Theatre Star to Daycare Nanny (he is not coping well)

[vacantfields]

When your bestie of all time gets to your shared crush first.......

LMAO KSJGHKS i just had a silly idea and wanted to sketch it so here it is... HELLO DCA COMMUNITY!!! HAVE MY OFFERING!!! (i have been here for months its fine)

[pluck-heartstrings]

Aww, is the Moon man a little flustered?

[bibiscate]

yooo so I started working on this when I finished reading Sleuth Jesters by @naffeclipse (not sure if you okay with tagging, i'll delete if not) some weeks ago and it absolutely destroyed my heart :D

the scene where they ran after the Vigilante after discovering their "secret"? Tears??? At 4AM??? More likely than you think!!

so yeah this piece is based on that scene, yes I took very long, yes I forgot to post it, kiss kisss muah

Edit: forgot to credit @sunnys-aesthetic, who made the Detective AU Sleuth Jesters is based on!! :D

If the tag edit doesn't work I might reblog this with the tagging later

[latehere]

oops

[wyervan]

(he’s lying)

[hierba-picante]

OH NO GREGORY CAUGHT YALL SMOOCHING OOOOOOOO

Here is the fic! Dca older sibling au >:] On AO3 as well!

[spadillelicious]

Night Carousel~!