#Did a DNA test before the accident

[bet-on-me-13]

Captive AU

So, the GIW has been around for a while.

Ghosts have been a problem for centuries, the US Government wouldn't have waited until the 21st Century to figure out a way to deal with them, so the GIW has been around for years. And the general Public knows about them, it's a common household name like the FBI or the CIA. They are simply seen as another government organization doing its job, no need to care about the Ghosts they capture, they're Non-Sentient anyways.

Over the years of their existence, they have acquired their own little prison full of Ghosts. And among that collection of Ghosts, 4 stand out.

Because they are somehow Ghost-Human Hybrids.

The first was captured a while before the others. A College Student studying Ectology had been admitted to the Hospital after a Lab Accident, where he had been diagnosed with an, as of yet, unknown and incurable Disease. He had Green Boils popping up all over his Face, and he was in excruciating Pain.

The GIW had sent a team to investigate, and they had found that the College Student was slowly transforming into some type of abomination. He was still partially human, but he was also partially a Ghost. They had him declared Dead and shipped him off to a Blacksite Facility to be experimented on.

...

The Second One came about 10 years later. Coincidentally, it was very similar circumstances. The very same pair of scientists who had been acquainted with their previous subject had just admitted their 5 Yr old son into a local Hospital. He had been in a Lab Accident that had stopped his Heart for a few minutes, and out of curiosity the GIW had sent a Team to investigate.

And what did they find, but a perfect recreation of their favorite Test Subject.

They declared the Child Dead, and sent him off to the same Facility they kept the other one in.

...

The 3rd of the Hybrids was actually created in a GIW Lab, 3 Years Later. In an experiment to see if the Hybrids condition could be recreated, a GIW Scientist had taken the DNA of the 2 existing Hybrids and had cloned them.

Of the Test Batch of 15, only 1 Subject survived. It was deemed only a Partial Success, because while they did manage to create a New Hybrid, it was Unstable and prone to melting if overexerted.

They placed it in the same Containment Unit as the other 2, and left it at that. No more Cloning Experiments had been conducted afterwards since the project was deemed an overall Failure.

...

The 4th and Final Hybrid was found in Gotham City of all places, 2 years later.

A GIW Operative had been visiting Family when their Van's Ecto-Detector had gone off. Soon after that they found the Subject in an Alleyway, seemingly disoriented from its recent awakening.

DNA testing had revealed the Hybrid to be deceased Jason Peter Todd, the adopted Son of Bruce Wayne who had been killed 6 Months Prior while studying in Ethiopia. By the Scientists Best Guess, an Anomoly in Space-Time had caused a Natural Portal to open right on top of the Teenagers Corpse, fusing his Deceased Body and nearly formed Ghost into One.

They shipped the Teen off to the Blacksite, and placed him in the same Containment Unit as the others.

...

So now the GIW have 4 Hybrids, all created from different circumstances, all different ages.

One was formed from the Slow Death of a College Age Student, after a Lab Accident had flooded his system with Pure Ectoplasm.

One was form from the Instant Death of a 5 yr old Boy, after a Lab Accident had flooded his Body with a dimensions worth of Ectoplasm.

One was created in a GIW Lab in a Cloning Experiment. She was created to be 3 Yrs Old upon Birth, and was Unstable as a Result.

One was created from the Fusion of a Long Dead Teenage Corpse and a nearly formed Ghost, in a random Space Time Event that forced both together.

...

All the Halfas are basically a Family together. Vlad is the oldest, at around 35, and takes the Paternal Role.

Danny and Ellie are the Kids, and are 10 and 5 respectively.

Jason is the Oldest Child, and takes his Older Brother role very seriously. He is 15 when he is brought in.

They all take care of eachother, through all the experiments and tests the GIW force them through.

One of the most common experiments is to have them battle the other Ghosts in Captivity. Although that is just a thinly veiled dog fighting ring that the GIW scientists like to Bet on. Sometimes they are put up against eachother, but they refuse to fight until they are electrocuted into submission.

They were also forced to Push all of their Powers to their Limits every day, just so the Scientist can see how they are growing. This had drained them, since they only got the absolute minimum amount of Ecto to survive off of, and they were forced to use it all up every day.

This goes on for 3 more years.

...

Until the day when the GIW messed up.

During one of their Constant Dog Fights, they had made the mistake of putting two Electricity Core Ghosts against eachother. The resulting battle had created an Electromagnetic Wave that fried all systems in the entire Facility.

It was a Disaster. Dozens of Scientists were killed when the Door Locks failed to contain the captive Ghosts, and even more were injured when a few of the Ghosts managed to break into the Armory on Base.

It was only hours after the whole ordeal was Finally quelled that they realized that their most Valuable Test Subjects were missing.

Vlad, Danny, Jason, and Ellie had taken the chance to run away during the commotion. Vlad had unfortunately been injured during the escape, and Ellie had been forced to use her powers causing her to destabilize a little, but all in all they had managed to escape on one piece.

But now they were fugitives on the run from the Government, with an injured adult and a sick child.

Jason had an Idea though. While he didn't have very clear memories of his life, a side effect of his late resurrection, he did remember that he used to live in Gotham. And they all remember researchers grumbling about how their scanners always malfunction when they passed nearby Gotham.

So, Jason led his little Family to the most Familiar place in the city he could think of.

Crime Alley.

[rboooks]

DC X DP fic idea: Congratulations! It's Triplets!

Jason Todd can't remember half the crazy shit he did when he returned from the dead. There were a few years when his memory gaps were so significant lost he honestly forgot what year it was.

So he's not surprised he did some dumb shit where he was less weapon and more power-hungry teen.

He doesn't remember Jazz Fenton that well, but he does remember waking up next to her, making her breakfast as a thank-you for the fun night, and slipping away before she could ask too many questions. Logically he knows that leaving before she woke up was a bit of a asshole move but he hadn't cared back then.

He had thought he would never see her again.

Imagine his surprise when she enters a youth space program WE is running five years later. By this point, he had calmed most of his pit rage and had reconnected with his family. Bruce had even legally made him alive again so he's there as Brucie's second oldest.

Tim had practically shoved him as one of the heads of the program since Jason had rapidly developed the image of being the most Charity drive Wayne.

The point was to help city kids go on clear sky trips and co-work with NASA to help children who love the stars get closer to them.

Jason knew that Jazz, a woman of twenty-three, would have no reason to be present since the program was for kids ages four to twelve.

But the three dark hair blue, eye triplets that were dragging her around the booths indeed did.

By the looks of the triplets, they were five to six-year Olds.

Jason also noticed another thing about them. They were exact copies of himself and five years ago was the last time he saw Jazz before slipping away.

It wasn't possible right?

Trying not to bring attention to himself, he followed them through the event, noting every little gesture the children made. With each passing second he saw more and more of himself in them. Once the lights were dimmed for the crew to project an exploding star on the walls and ceiling, he could creep close enough and steals three hair samples.

Later he would test the DNA against his own and find himself staring at the results with slight horror.

He's a father to triplets and left their mother alone to raise them on her own. Jason needed to fix this as soon as he could.

(Danny, Dani and Dan get de-age after a misguided attempt to take the throne from Danny by a ghost whose extraordinary power was to revert people into a weaker stage and attack them. Luckily even as small children, they were able to defeat her. Unfortunately, they would have to regrow the human way to return to their ages.

Clockwork offers them a different dimension for them to age in, explaining it run crazy slow compared to thier own. One year in the other world would be a week back home.

They talk to Jazz who agrees to take emergency leave from work after faking a terrible accident with her brother, and she hopes over to Earth-slightly-to-the-left to find a house suitable for re-raising her siblings. There she realizes this is her chance to enjoy her youth too.

She has her first one-night stand.

She doesn't tell them when they hope over, and all of them go about life as simply as they can in a city as dangerous as Gotham.

They find out later that there is even a slight version of their family here though it's primarily due to someone on their dads' side of the family messing up the family tree by marrying someone different than their great-grandfather

Instead of Fentons, the versions of their family name is, Evans. Crazy.

Even more Crazy is that they return home after a week-long camping trip through a NASA-based program to find Bruce Wayne at their doorstep, a team of lawyers behind him, and Jason Todd holding flowers next to him.

He thinks he's the father of the three because that's what the DNA pulls since it's a version of them and when Jazz is so worried about collapsing the timeline and getting on Clockworks bad side she plays along.

She later finds out from a very calm Danny that Jason is not related to them. It's just that their comeback from the dead rearranged all three of their DNAs, so Jason was merely matching there. Jazz testing herself against Jason proves this to be true.

Dan and Dani? They just wanted a rich dad who showered them with gifts in an attempt to make up for missing six years of their lives.

Danny just wants Jazz to admit she's in love with Jason.

Abd Jazz? Well, she just wants to be a good guardian for them and hopes she can pretend to be Jason's baby mamma until they can hope back home.)

[tanglepelt]

Dp x dc idea 39

Danny is Bruce’s bio kid but only finds out because his parents disowned him and Danny ended up being the teen titans unofficial feral sometimes member.

Danny has a new identity that has been emancipated curtesy of tucker. Danny broke the portal before he left so no more ghost problems.

Danny ends up in a new town working at a coffee shop and taking classes online. He has a trashy one bedroom apartment.

He ends up occasionally helping out this hero group called the teen titans. He doesn’t like the adult hero’s.

I need a paranoid person so it’s the teen titans with Tim drake. I need questions to be asked. Plus i feel like Danny and Conner would have fun sparing.

i imagine Danny like a stray cat. If they spook him he hisses and goes invisible. Food is a good way to coax Danny out. I like feral Danny. So he definitely bit at least one of the members.

As he warms up to him they find out more about him. That his parents essentially kicked him out. He got his powers in a lab accident. Apparently food has attacked him. A godfather who wants to forcibly adopt him and a bunch of concerning information.

Even with this Tim can’t figure out who is the white haired green eyes civilian identity. he just goes invisible when he leaves and trackers just don’t work. It’s driving him nuts.

During one fight danny gets injured and is forced back to his human form. Tim now knows who he is as he frequents the coffee shop Danny works at.

Danny begrudgingly agreed to have his dna tested. Not for identity but because none of the medical supplies worked on him. Stitches dissolved and pain meds did not work. Besides he is adopted so it’s not like a family match would help them find his real identity.

The dna gets run by tim. Nothing pops up for Danny but Bruce Wayne pops up as his biological father.

Bruce had no idea he had a second son. Danny just wants to avoid the billionaire attempting to enter his life. No more fruitloops for him.

[flamingpudding]

Drake's family secret #2

Previous Part

Tim was prepared, he had done as much research / digging as he could squeeze in between meetings, even going so far as rescheduling some of them to get more time until the tour guide would lead the high school students to his office.

Some things he had found were worrying even to the point of wanting to just take Danny and move him permanently to Gotham. Even if he knew that Gotham wasn't the safest city either. He had seen the other boy's interest in the aerospace department through the cameras, but with his digging he had found that Danny had been on a fast track for a Junior Space Program with the grades to support it.

Diggin that information up had made Tim proud, thinking that if there was something good about the Drake family it was that both Danny and him appear to have a very good set of brain cells. Though that proud feeling didn't last long when he dug further.

Because then an accident happened to him, leaving him with his last medical record stating a heart condition. After that there were no more dated medical records. In addition the timing of the accident lined up with when Danny's grades pummeled. He went from a A student to a C student in the month following the accident. Not only that but it also appeared that he racked up quite the number of teacher complaints to which he then got labeled as a delinquent student in his files.

Tim had narrowed his eyes at the screen as he lined up the timeline, with some additional information he had found about Amity Park. That information had not been easy to dig up, he had rescheduled at least two meetings so he could work uninterrupted on the strange firewalls that were protecting it, and even then he only got a handful of newspaper clips out of it. But that had been enough, for now.

Because Danny Fenton's accident and declining grades lined up with the appearance of a ghost menace hero Invis-o-Bill. A coincidence? Definitely not. Looked like hero-ing wasn't just a Wayne family thing.

Either way Tim had dug up a lot in a short amount of time about his possible brother. He was still missing a lot of puzzle pieces but he figured he could probably get that information once he made a successful first contact with Danny.

Which was about to happen in a little more than 5 minutes.

His eyes flicked to the door, then to the live security camera feet on his laptop. Yep they were right outside his door. Taking a deep breath and closing his laptop Tim moved to lean on his desk from the front, facing the door.

His plan was easy. give the kids a little motivational speech, spout some inspiring nonsense of 'you too can achieve great things' before dismissing cheerfully but hold Danny back, because his last name was Fenton and Tim 'recognised' it from a list of potential scientist to investment. Have a successful talk and show some interest in the - weird he actually didn't want to touch on but probably will have to consider because Danny had an accident that gave him meta powers that made him decide to go out as meta hero - stuff Danny's foster parents were researching. Ruffle his hair and subtitle pluck one of his hairs in that motion.

For a first DNA test that would be enough. Even if blood or spit would definitely be better, since he had no guarantee to also get the hair root if he just plucked one.

When the knock on his door resounded he cheerfully told them to come in and started phase one of his grand first contact plan. If anyone asked him what he told the students afterwards, he probably wouldn't be able to recount anything he told them as 'motivational speech'. He did his best though to not let his eyes constantly wander over towards the boy.

He took a little satisfaction in the fact that one of the two close friends his possible brother had appeared to be starry eyed at the fact that they got to meet him. That definitely would come in handy later on.

When some of the students started to look rather bored with their attention wandering, Tim thought that this was probably the best timing to enter phase two. Dismissing them with some scripted farewell words, he waited a little. As he expected Danny and his two friends lacked behind when the students left his office.

He cleared his throat, catching their attention. "Mr. Fenton?"

Danny looked at him wide eyed as he turned around to stare at him and Tim internally laughed. "Your parents are on our list of Scientists for possible investment. If you have the time, would it be possible to have a little chat right now?"

He noted how Danny exchanged a look with his friends and the girl among them instantly started to glare at him suspiciously as Danny's seemed to narrow. He cleared his throat once more. "I will ensure that you will get safely back to the hotel your school is staying at. I just think this would be the perfect chance to learn a bit more about ecto-science? That was what they called it, right?"

Okay, plan was not going as hoped as Danny was now full on glaring, not as heated as the girl but still glaring. His other friends had now also lost the starry eyed look in his eyes and was watching him with clear suspicion.

Damage control, damage control! Stop sounding so formal! His mind screamed as Tim once more cleared his throat nervously. "If now is inconvenient, maybe we could meet for a coffee later? I really am hoping to learn a bit more than what's written in stuffy reports."

"We got some free exploring time tomorrow afternoon. It's Tim Drake! We could at least hear him out." One of his friends stage whispered to Danny who continued to watch him with narrowed, glaring eyes.

"Tucker, no." Danny whispered back before addressing Tim. "Sorry, I have no interest in my parents work."

Before Tim could say anything else Danny dragged his friends out of his office to catch up with the other students. Leaving Tim stunned before he dragged a hand down his face. So much for phase two of his first contact plan.

"Okay noted, his parents' research is not the best way to open up contact." Tim muttered before walking around his desk and opening his laptop again. He needed to readjust his plans. Luckily one of Danny's friends, Tucker, gave him some valuable information.

Maybe he could convince Steph or Duke to go to the mall with him to make it appear more natural. Dick could also be an option, he was in town at the moment. But either way that would also risk further questions, when he 'coincidentally' ran into Danny Fenton. He didn't think reasoning with Dick about some good old brotherly bonds would distract his eldest brother long enough.

Maybe it was about time to get at least one of his siblings in on the Drake's family secret.

Or not depending, he could also check their exploring route via the city cameras and then just go coincidentally into the same coffee or food place Danny and his friends happened to go to.

Yeah that sounded better than getting his siblings involved already.

[exhaslo]

Kinktober Day 30- Villain!Miguel x Hero!Reader

*Requested by so many of you that I had to incorporate so much in here. So- breeding, glove kink, fingering, dark thoughts, kidnap and so much more. Might make this a damn mini series because I fell in love with it!*

        This was not how you expected your day to go. Everything was going smoothly as you patrolled the city for any crimes. You stopped a few bad guys, retrieved a stolen purse and helped an elderly couple with directions. All the normal stuff. None of your big villains were out committing crimes, so you had a moment of peace. At least you were until you met him. A new villain who was a big threat, but not in the way you expected him to be.

        Before you even met this new threat, you were responding to an explosion at the Alchemax building. It was the last place you wanted to go since you worked there, but it was also where you received your powers. Swinging towards the tall building, you noticed people falling. Quickly, you scooped each person and brought them down to safety. They thanked you and begged you to stop the mad man who was tossing them like rag dolls.

        Whoever this person was had no care for human life. You huffed as you crawled your way up to the building. Entering through the broken glass, you coughed towards the smoke. You had to stop the fire from spreading. Webbing as much as you could, you continued inside the building, wondering where this new threat was.

"Ahí estás, mi hermoso nuevo sujeto de prueba. (There you are, my beautiful new test subject.)" A voice called out.

        You flinched, jumping away as you tried to locate the voice. It was strange, this person almost sounded like your extremely sexy, yet insane, coworker, Miguel O'Hara. Miguel was the son of your boss and CEO of Alchemax, Tyler Stone. Miguel was dangerous to say the least. He shared his father's beliefs and was determined to test the DNA of spiders on regular people, cue how you got your powers. You were lucky to have it been an accident. Everyone else did not share the same fate.

        Either way, you never saw Miguel turning fully evil. It was just a disappointment too, especially after fantasizing about him. Shaking the thought out of your head, you tried to look through the smoke. You gasped lowly, noticing a tall and buff figure before you. This was defiantly not Miguel. Miguel was a twig.

"¿Sorprendido por mi nuevo look? (Surprised by my new look?)" The man spoke as the smoke cleared, "I'm just like you now, but better." Miguel said with a fanged smirk.

        If your jaw could drop, it would. He really was insane! Miguel tested on himself and now had spider powers like you? This could only end in disaster. You went to web him in place, but Miguel was faster. He grabbed your wrists and pinned you against the floor. His body hovered over yours, causing your heart to race. This was bad, very bad.

"Don't look so scared, cariño (sweetheart). I'm not going to hurt you," You were so focused on his fangs,

"H-How am I supposed to believe that?!" You huffed, trying to kick him away. Miguel pinned your legs down,

"I would never harm the successful ones," He brought his head to your neck, inhaled deeply, "You smell so sweet, cariño. I'm going to take such good care of you."

"I don't think you mean that in a good way,"

        Miguel just chuckled darkly as his new red orbs stared directly at you. It was scary how strong he was. You didn't have fangs and you sure as shit were not this strong. You let out a small yelp as you felt Miguel inject something into you. You vision began to blur as your body weaken.

"Vamos a formar el equipo perfecto, cariño. (We're going to make the perfect team, sweetheart.)

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        A soft grunt escaped your lips as you started to come back to your senses. You fluttered your eyes open, wincing at bright white walls. Trying to make sense of what happened, you shivered in response. Your eyes widen as you recalled Miguel. You raised your head, whimpering as you felt your naked body strapped to a soft table. You were confused and scared. Your mask was off too. Miguel really was insane and you had no idea what he was going to do to you.

"Ah, you're awake." Miguel said as he walked in with his lab coat over his bare chest, "I was surprised to see that it was you under that mask, (Y/N). How very naughty of you to hide right under my nose. Perhaps that is why I took an interest in you."

"A-As much as I would love to hear more...Please let me go," You begged, fear creeping into your system. Miguel walked over to you, his fingers stroking your body from your legs to your neck,

"Can't do that, cariño. Right now, I'm studying you." He hummed lowly, "Tienes un cuerpo bastante sensible. Perfecto para mi. (You have quite the sensative body. Perfect for me.)

"Miguel, please...I know I lied to you, but we've known each other for years. Please let me go,"

"You'll run away if I do." Miguel walked over, fixing his gloves, "I need you."

        You glanced around the lab, trembling in fear. This did not look like any of the labs back in Alchemax. It gave off a more homey atmosphere. Even the table you were on was soft. You knew that Miguel had some common sense in him. You just needed to find and exploits it so you can get free. You weren't lying when you had known him for years. Hell, you even had a crush on this mad scientist. Perhaps you could use that to your advantage.

"I-I won't run away. I....I'll corporates. I know you like things to be easy," You said with a whimper. Miguel's eyes sparkled for a moment as you saw his fangs poke out again,

"You'll be a good girl for me?" He asked.

        Oh, if it weren't for the situation you were in, you'd find that extremely sexy. You had to admit, you were a good girl which is why you became a hero. So much for avoiding the liking bad boys trope. You gave a hesitant nod towards Miguel, hoping that he would at least free your hands.

"Spread your legs out for me the," He demanded. You gulped, slowly doing as he said, "Que hermoso coño. Todo para mi. (What a beautiful pussy. All for me.) Did you have any major changes to your reproductive system when you got your abilities?" He asked.

        You trembled as Miguel started to touch your inner thighs. You replied to him with a 'no'. His fingers just stroked your legs as he loosen the binds on your feet. He kept your legs up, retying your feet. You could only twitch as the cold air hit your cunt. Miguel was watching your reaction. He fixed his glove one more time, spreading your folds. You squeaked, wanting to complain, but you knew that would only make him mad. You were his new test subject. You had to behave or he will hurt you.

"Don't be so scared, cariño. I'm not going to hurt my good girl," Miguel whispered as his finger entered your hole. You whined lowly as he explored your insides with his thick finger, "So tight, you've stayed single, yes?"

"Y-Yes." You replied, trembling as his finger alone stretched you out. You needed to change the topic, "M-Miguel, b-besides fangs...and your physic...w-what else affect you?" You stuttered as he pressed against you cunt.

"Tsk, tsk, don't change the topic. We're focusing on you."

        You bit your lower lip, almost afraid of where this was going. Almost. The deep dark part of you was getting horny at the thought of what Miguel might do to you. It was bad. You were tied up in his private lab with his finger inside you. Miguel was a villain now. You could not allow yourself to be swayed by him. Right as you were about to ask something else, Miguel entered another finger. You hit your head back, letting out a soft mewl in response.

"Good response. Flow is above average according to the data, but all the better for me." Miguel spoke to himself, pumping his fingers inside your dripping cunt, "Now for the length until burst."

        You whined as you tried to move your hips as Miguel's fingers pumped deep inside you. His two fingers alone were larger than some of your toys. This was the most pleasure you had ever felt. You gasped sharply as he curled his fingers. He kept curling as if he was searching for your weak spot. Once he found it, you broke down. A loud moan escaped your lips as your body shook in pleasure. You cam against his gloved hand, your pussy clenching against his fingers, wanting more.

"Qué rápido. Es más fácil para mí criar. (How quick. Easier for me to breed.)" He smirked, taking his glove off.

"Hah....hah....Miguel?" You panted softly, relaxing from your high. Miguel took off his lab coat, typing away on his computer.

"User experiencing intense thoughts of breeding, higher salivation, increase blood-"

"A-Are you okay?" You asked, wondering if he was now having side effects of experimenting on himself. Miguel stood straight and made his way over to you,

"I'm not, but luckily I have a hero here to save me. You will save me, right?" He leaned closer to you, his hot breathe against your neck.

"H-How can I?" You knew you shouldn't have asked.

        The look Miguel had was lustful and curious. He placed himself between you legs, revealing his large, harden cock. You could feel your heart about to leap from your chest. Miguel's breathing was irregular and his pupils were blown. This wasn't an experiment anymore. He was taken over by lust.

"My good girl," Miguel stole a kiss from you, the tip of his dick pressing against your folds, "I can't stay mad at you for hiding this little secret. Not when our offspring will be perfect."

"M-Mig-" You winced as you felt his cock stretch your walls, "Mhm...W-Wait-" You begged.

        You whimpered as Miguel kept pushing. His hands were stroking your body. You whined and lifted your hips slightly as his dick kept entering your tight walls. He was so big. It felt uncomfortable at first, but you started to get hotter and wetter. Miguel's tip kissed your cervix, threating to enter. Your pussy pulsed around his cock, taking in his large shape. Miguel grunted lowly, inhaling at the thought of finally being inside you,

"¡Un ajuste perfecto, estábamos hechos el uno para el otro! (A perfect fit, we were made for each other!)" He roared in laughter before slamming his hips into yours.

        Your body arched as you let out a breath taking moan. Miguel was bullying your poor pussy with his monster of a cock. Each time he filled you back up with his dick, you felt your vision blur. Your loud moans were overtaking the wet slapping noises of your bodies connecting with each thrust. Miguel's grunts getting sloppier as he rutted into you like the madman he was. He grazed his fangs over your shoulders, biting into your skin. You cried out, blood tingling down.

"M-Mig~" You cried out, begging for freedom. Miguel licked his lips as he felt you tighten against him, "G-Gon...na cum...p-please....M-Mig, please~!" You begged repeatedly.

        Miguel just smirked as he watched you fall apart. He freed your arms, allowing you to wrap them around his neck. He held your hips tighter as you cam against his dick. Miguel kept thrusting through your high. You whimpered his name as Miguel stopped to cum inside your womb. His chuckle echoing the room as he placed you back down on the table, putting you on your side.

"We're not done yet, cariño. I have the stamina to last for hours," He whispered harshly before pounding into your pussy again, "Oh? What's this scar? How did my little subject get hurt?" He actually sounded concerned.

"Ah...I-I g-got it...mhm...f-from...hah~ V-Vulture..." You finally said between moans. Miguel growled lowly as he lifted your leg over his shoulder, slapping his dick deeper inside you, "AH~ s'much....deep~" You cried out.

"How dare he." Miguel's tone got darker as he watched you fall victim to another orgasm, "As of today, you are officially retired as Spider-woman. I won't allow my perfect partner to get hurt again."

"B-But-"

"I'll take over the role," The look in his eyes turned wicked, "When I'm done with them there won't be anyone left to challenge us as the superior beings." Miguel chuckled as he gave you another load of his cum.

"Miguel," You whimpered lowly.

        Miguel noticed your body losing feeling. He placed you on your knees and noticed the area where he bit you. His tongue grazed over his fangs, realizing that he had paralyzing venom. A sinister chuckle escaped his lips as he continued his harsh charade of thrusts from behind now. You body twitching and shaking from the overstimulation. Your moans getting louder as your face grew more blissed out. Miguel pulled your hair, forcing you to arch your back,

"How does that sound? Are you going to be my good girl and stay here as my perfect subject?" He whispered in your ear as he pounded your drenched pussy.

"Y-Yes! Yes, yes!" You cried out, unable to think straight. Miguel stroked your back as you tighten around his dick again,

"I won't let you leave. I'm going to find out everything about you as you carry our perfect offspring. Qué hermosa eres, siendo contaminada por este villano. Me aseguraré de que todos sepan que fui yo quien te jodió hasta someterte. (How beautiful you are, being tainted by this villain. I'll make sure everyone knows that I'm the one who fucked you into submission.)" He chuckled.

"Mhm~ M-Miguel~" You moaned lowly, feeling yourself drift from the numbness. 

        Miguel hummed to himself as he gave you one last load. Pulling out, Miguel raised the table and fixed you on your back. He had your hips raised, wanting to make sure that his cum stayed inside you. Miguel stroked your hair as you fell asleep before making his way to his computer.

"Set reminder to not use fangs during breeding session. Subject will not last and it isn't as fun without her cries." 

[acadjonne]

so hear me out

tim drake and danny fenton are twins

jack drake really did have a brother named eddie, once upon a time. eddie drake also had a wife, and she was expecting twins, but of course gotham is gotham. right before the twins would be born, eddie died, but his wife was brought to the hospital and lived long enough for the twins to be born.

jack and janet drake adopt the older twin, tim, because people knew that eddie and his wife were going to have a baby, and they had been considering having a kid themselves. but no one knew the drakes were expecting twins, and jack and janet don’t want two babies, so they arrange for the younger twin to be anonymously given up.

well, through some insane miscommunication, the other twin ends up in illinois, where he’s adopted a few months later by jack and maddie fenton. of course, because danny was given up anonymously, there’s no information whatsoever about his birth family

tim finds out he’s got a twin when he’s eleven or twelve by finding his birth certificate and an ultrasound print in his father’s safe. he starts looking for his twin, but doesn’t find a whole lot on his own.

(even when tim becomes robin, he never thinks of mentioning his twin to bruce.)

when they’re 14, tim meets sam manson at a gala in gotham. she’s originally from gotham as well, but moved to amity park as a kid, so this was her first time back in a long time. danny had just recently found out he was adopted, so of course when sam sees tim and he looks exactly like danny, she puts two and two together and approaches tim.

once sam gets back to amity, she puts danny and tim in contact. they agree that it sounds super unlikely on paper since danny was found in a hospital in chicago, while tim was born in gotham, and danny’s birthday is a couple days off from tim’s because no one knew exactly what day he was actually born, but they also look way too much alike for it to be coincidence.

of course, before they can get a dna test done, danny’s portal accident happens, and he gets super squirley about it after that whenever tim mentions it. plus they’re both minors and the drakes are never around to actually consent to it so it would be kinda weird for tim to insist on a dna test at that point.

but they stay in touch for the next few years, both expertly dodging any mention of their hero activities, and even manage to meet up for their sixteenth birthday. they hang out for a weekend in cleveland because it’s neutral ground, pretty much right smack in the middle between amity park and gotham. then, a few weeks after the events of d-stabilized, shit hits the fan.

valerie knows vlad is also plasmius, and after giving (dani) ellie a good head start, she starts going after him, outing him to the whole town in the process. of course, vlad assumes danny is the one who told valerie, so he outs danny as phantom as well. vlad manages to shake valerie, the fentons, and the giw, but danny isn’t so lucky, and gets captured by the giw.

of course, once they find out he’s been captured, sam, tucker, and jazz start planning to break him out and get him somewhere safe. obviously they can’t take danny to either the manson or foley houses, the giw would check there first, and they can’t take him to jazz’s college dorm either. gotham has a lot of ambient ectoplasm though, and the giw (probably) wouldn’t go anywhere near batman’s territory even with the anti-ecto acts, so sam calls tim and asks if they can take danny to him once they rescue him.

of course, tim had no idea about anything going on in amity park, not that team phantom knew that. turns out the giw have been covering things up forever, and the extremely high ectoplasm leaking from the fentons’ portal doesn’t help either. but of course sam assumes he knows because most of amity park is actively protesting against the giw and demanding danny’s release and it’s about to start getting violent any second now, and if it’s such big news in amity then of course tim knows danny is phantom by now, right?

but tim’s able to keep hold of himself long enough to let sam know that yes, danny can come to gotham, all of team phantom can come to gotham once they’ve rescued him, and once he’s let her go he immediately goes to the other bats and sounds the alarms

so queue the justice league showing up in amity park to deal with the giw, and inquiries about the legality of the anti-ecto acts and how they overlap with meta protection laws get raised, and danny gets rescued, and team phantom is evacuated to gotham.

once things have calmed down, tim tells danny about being red robin and they bond over hero stuff. danny fixes jason’s pit-induced anger problems because holy shit dude your ectoplasm is rancid. bruce of course takes on look at danny and decides to adopt him.

anyway, thanks for coming to my ted talk.

[niobiumao3]

So another of my tin foil hat theories is, it's not just Omega who can take midichlorian donation--it's all of the Batch. Grab the Reynold's Wrap and some Thin Mints!

At the end of S1 when Nala Se arrives at Tantiss she says to Hemlock 'what the Emperor wants isn't possible'. So, she already knows what Hemlock is up to.

In Season 2, Lama Su suggests grabbing Omega as leverage, because Nala Se has been rotting in a cell, refusing to cooperate. Hemlock snags Crosshair, uses him to bait the Batch, gets Omega. As we know from S3, Nala Se instantly starts blackholing Omega's test results. We find out why in episode 3 when Omega and Crosshair are spared death because due to a series of unfortunate events, one of Omega's samples gets through and is positive for the ability to accept a donation of midichlorians. I.e., Omega can get More Stronger at wielding the Force, which the Emperor naturally would want for himself, for cloned bodies for him to jump into (Rise of Skywalker), etc.

Now, Nala Se immediately began deleting Omega's samples, and per S1, she already knew what this project was about--so she knew that she had accomplished what the Emperor wanted, she was just gaslighting gatekeeping girlbossing her way through 'WOW SCIENCE IS HARD' and while Hemlock suspects her he can't do this without her so he's kinda stuck.

Where the rest of the Batch come into this is part meta and part S1.

In Season 1, Lama Su indicates he doesn't care who out of the Batch they can get back as long as they can get one. This is highly relevant because we're initially lead to believe it's only Omega they want, because Omega is a pure copy of Jango, and thus a source of DNA for them to keep using since Boba is long gone, as is Jango. (This doesn't make sense scientifically but, you know, whatever.)

As we find out, though, she's not. Furthermore, Omega isn't just an experimental clone, she's the first experimental clone. She was made before the Batch, suggesting they might even be derived from her, or, at a minimum share numerous of her traits. For example, the ability to accept midichlorians.

Nala Se's comment to Hemlock implies she knows about the desire for this process which in turn suggests the Kaminoans themselves were already trying to do it (maybe even in conjunction with Hemlock, who later left; he and Nala Se clearly know one another quite well). But the Kaminoans may have undertaken it as a selling point to the Republic. Hey, Jedi numbers low? No problem! Force sensitive clones WITH inhibitor chips so they do anything you want!

But the Emperor doesn't want that, he wants to make himself a new fresh body to live in forever. So they blow Tipoca City to pieces and kidnap Nala Se, wanting her to finish the project. Except she already has, and the results are in the wind. Except...for Crosshair.

Now, Hemlock says Crosshair was ruled out long ago. As we saw, Nala Se was destroying Omega's samples. ...was she also destroying Crosshair's? She might have been; we have no way of knowing, having never seen him be tested. Nala Se may have bided her time, deleting Cross' samples until Hemlock gives up on him and chucks him in with the others to be made into a Clone X. Whew! Bullet dodged. Except then Omega is captured. Fuck! Back at it again.

Meta-reason: when asked about the new seasonal posters, someone noted that there's a red underlight glow on Omega and the original Batch members, i.e. not on Echo. And on no one else. If this is danger, what danger are they all equally in which Echo isn't? Well...Echo isn't derived from Omega...

Final fold for this particular hat: since Cross and Omega have escaped we've been given no insight into what's happening in Tantiss. This isn't, IMO, on accident; it's likely Hemlock got all this information out of Nala Se one way or another. And that could be why CX-1 said 'they're coming for all of you'. He may have meant all of the Batch, since he was talking to Crosshair.

Did Rex and Howzer look at the rest of those targets on the list? Omega is the primary one, obviously, because she can be leveraged against Nala Se, who tbh couldn't give a shit about the rest of the Batch. But as Lama Su said: any one will do.

This works much, much better than Omega being the most specialist girl protected by her younger brothers. That's tired. Instead it becomes 'family created for one purpose decide to do literally anything else with their lives, against all odds'. Vastly more interesting.

And one last thing which is less tinfoil-hat-making and more pondering: those medical records on Nala Se's datapad. They're going to be relevant. Perhaps there's locked or hidden information in there which, once Tech re-surfaces, they can get into. We'll see.

[suzukiblu]

More omega Clark and hungry!Kon for @qwertynerd97, whose priorities are obviously Correct, haha.

Clark finishes the dishes and checks in on Jon. He helps him out a bit with the book report he's working on and doesn't think about how Kon has never once asked for help with his own homework but was literally terrified the first time he brought home a bad grade on a test. Clark's tried to offer before and knows Lois has too, but Kon always says he's fine. 

Always says it nervously, too. 

And Clark just doesn't want to push him. Who knows how Lex made the kid feel about needing help or making mistakes or just trying to learn anything that hadn't been forcibly uploaded into his brain? He can't imagine it was ever anything good, given Lex's constant lack of patience for anyone he thinks isn't keeping up with him. Never mind that Kon's a pup; Lex would've expected immediate perfection from him anyway. Especially from a pup with his own DNA. 

So it's no wonder Kon doesn't want to learn or make mistakes in front of them. No wonder he's afraid to bring home a bad test. No wonder . . . 

No wonder a lot of things, honestly. 

Lois takes a break from her article to put away the clean dishes and rant about shitty ethics in local building projects and corrupt council members and also the restrictions of MLA format while Jon giggles into his homework. Clark makes sympathetic noises and tries not to laugh. 

Kon stays in his room and doesn't make a single sound. Clark can't even hear him tapping at his phone screen or playing anything on his handheld. Doesn't even hear him shifting around or his breathing settling into sleep. He's just lying there awake and away, doing absolutely nothing. 

Though he might still be crying. 

Clark's chest hurts–in more ways than one–and he wonders why Kon would rather hide in his room in perfect, motionless silence than be out here with the rest of them. 

He can't help feeling like it's his own fault. Like if he weren't here making Kon think about all the things he doesn't want to talk about, Kon would be tagging after Lois in the kitchen or distracting Jon from his report or just . . . something. Anything. 

Even just sitting quietly on the couch instead of curled up all alone in his room. 

Jon finishes his report, and Lois eyes the freezer speculatively. 

"Dessert?" she suggests. "I think we all deserve ice cream tonight." 

"Do we?" Clark asks, amused. 

"Well, Jon and I do, Smallville," Lois replies with a smirk. "But we'll share with you and Kon, because we're such good packmates like that." 

"Oh, both top three at least," Clark agrees with a laugh, then sweeps back into the kitchen and wraps his arms around Lois to give her a peck on the cheek. She rubs the scent glands in her wrists across the ones in his neck and smirks up at him again, and Jon delightedly takes the excuse to worm in-between them and get himself scented too. 

Clark tries not to concentrate on the fact Kon isn't in here doing the same thing and reminds himself that they need to not push him; that they need to give him space and time and let him come to them. Lex did nothing but push the kid, always demanding something else from him, always demanding more from him, and he absolutely despises the idea of ever, ever treating him a thing like Lex did. 

He just can't do that to him. 

How could he? 

He wants to scent Kon so badly–even more than he wants to nurse him, honestly–but Kon always stays back just out of reach, and stepping into his carefully-established personal space just seems like too much. Too invasive, too disrespectful, too . . . pushy.

Once or twice, when they've responded to disasters or accidents together, Kon had wound up in his arms for one reason or another, and it hadn't ever been any kind of purposeful scenting, but . . .

Clark had liked it. Felt soothed by it. 

And then they'd gone home and Kon had rushed straight into the shower and hadn't come out 'til he'd scrubbed through half a bar of soap, and Clark had barely been able to hold himself back from scenting him deliberately. 

"Go get your brother," Lois tells Jon as she gives him a last scruffing, then gives Clark a quick nuzzle before heading to the freezer. He goes for the bowls and spoons, and Jon runs off to knock on Kon's door. Clark tries not to eavesdrop, but at this distance . . .

"Kon!" Jon calls, and Clark hears a very, very quiet shifting that might be Kon sitting up, or might be him curling up into a ball, or might . . . "We're having ice cream, do you want some?"

"Not hungry," Kon says, short and blunt. Jon wilts a little, then puffs himself back up. 

"It's ice cream, you don't have to be hungry!" he exclaims. Clark very badly wants to get down a fourth bowl, but . . . 

Kon is odd about sweet things, sometimes. Clark's pretty sure he likes them, but sometimes he seems to get upset when he eats them or only takes a bite or two and then runs off with another weak excuse. 

Clark isn't sure if that's something else to blame Lex for, or . . . 

Omega milk is sweet, is the thing. 

And sometimes Kon seems to get upset when he eats sweet things. 

Clark doesn't know if the taste is reminding him of whatever's putting him off Clark's milk or is making him miss Lex's milk or who knows what, but . . . 

But it's just hard not to think about it, sometimes. 

"Not hungry," Kon repeats, and Clark hears him just barely shift his weight against his mattress. Kon never nests or burrows or even messes up his bed that much, but Clark can't help but picture him hiding from them in it; picture him feeling unsafe, and unwilling to leave the only place in the apartment that smells that much like it's his, even if he's never deliberately scented it as his. Can't help remembering the awful sound of that single hitched sob, and, worse, Kon's stuttered heartbeat and held breath after it. Kon's obvious fear that he'd been heard, and whatever he'd thought that might mean. 

Clark doesn't even want to think about what Lex would've done if he'd ever caught the kid crying. His custom-designed "Superman" who hadn't come out the way he'd wanted, who hadn't been as unbeatably powerful as he'd wanted him to be, who hadn't been as impossibly perfect as he'd wanted him to be. Who hadn't been something he could just push a button to control like one of his machines. 

Who he hadn't even fucking named.

No. Clark really, really doesn't want to think about what Lex and that damn green syringe of his would've done. 

[satansdarlin]

Pandoras box (Tsu'tey x reader)

chapter (1) (2) (3)

warnings for this chapter- cursing and a light bit of ooc for tsu"tey and death threats

word count- 3K

you are an artist who came to draw and record the flora and animals on pandora after your sister gets sick you are taken under the wing of the next chief of the omaticaya tribe.

this series is hopefully the beginning of many more when more movies come out. the reader is actually my own oc just with a name change. i haven't sene the second movie yet but I am very excited to see it with my boyfriend. no beta-read we die like men but did a Grammarly run through.

When the ship landed on Pandora I walked alongside a man I met on the ship, Jake. He was an ex-marine and was here to replace his brother who had been murdered by a man with a gun. I was no fighter or scientist like the others here, I was an artist. My sister was a scientist here and she had gotten into an accident that had put her out of commission since my DNA matched hers just enough they pulled me in to use her avatar, a pretty similar story to Jake except well Paige was still alive. The number of armed men and women around me was astounding and intimidating but my eyes were drawn to the huge arrows that were jammed into the wheels of a wheel loader that passed in front of us. The colors were unique with yellows and blues, an interesting combination. Jake and I were guided into the building where we were ushered to the safety meeting and after that ushered to different areas. So I found myself in Paige’s room she was hooked up to all kinds of machines that were helping her stay alive and she had deep circles under her eyes. 

"You look like shit" I spoke aloud as a threw my backpack onto a chair. She snorted at me before wincing in pain.

"No shit. I feel like shit." She wheezed out to me, I walked to her side and placed a hand on hers. "Listen, kid pandora is a beautiful place but it's still dangerous when you get out there you listen to grace okay? I know you aren't ready for this but they need you to help with this mission. Your drawing skills are going to take you deep into the forest to find plants and animals. You are going to be their eyes you've got to prove that the life out there is worth something to these corporate assholes okay?" 

I nodded in the affirmative, eyeing my sister with concern. A nurse came in and said I was needed in the science bay to test my avatar. Grace was eyeing me up and down, she had not talked to me as severely as she had Jake but it was clear I wasn't what she wanted. 

"An artist and an ex-marine when I need two scientists who studied for years to be here. Just great." She growled as she helped us get hooked up into our coffins like machines. "Just listen to the smart people and maybe I can keep you alive. Just clear your mind and relax got it, Picasso?"

I gulped and nodded again, grace was intimidating. The lid shut, sealing me in darkness with a light blue hue around me, I steady my breathing as I stared up trying to keep myself from panicking. My eyes fluttered shut as I took deep breaths which smoothed out almost like I was falling asleep. I jolted awake. I could hear more, smell more, feel more. The scientists above me spoke as they were checking my reactions and smiling at me as I became responsive. 

"Morning guys" my voice was like I hadn't spoken in days. A racket started to come from Jake's table I turned my head to see Jake ripping off the wires attached to his avatar body. "Jake? Hey, you should probably sit back- you can walk!" I looked in amazement at his legs and smiled at him. The scientist were getting things to sedate him but he was already out the door, norm and I were forced to catch up with him. Norm was shouting about us not supposed to be running but u couldn't help it. The colors around me were so much more vibrant and seemed to almost pulse with beauty to me. The smells around me were new and alluring I found myself running alongside Jake as we skidded to a stop in the garden. I admired the purple fruit growing from the vines.

"Hey, Picasso and marine. Good to see you are up and functioning well. Your motor function seems at the tip-top." Grace's voice came from her gorgeous avatar, I smiled at her. 

"Everything is amazing grace" I spoke with a gleeful tone. She nodded at me in agreement as she tossed Jake a fruit that he caught and began to eat. 

"Come on let's go eat." She tossed me a large sketching pad with some pencils. "Your sister said you'd need one of those." 

And the first night in my avatar body went over without a hitch. Soon after a morning of relaxing, we got our first mission. Norm and grace needed samples, Jake was there to guard, and I was there to sketch out and flora I found. I sat in my avatar body looking out of the chopper as we were in flight my pack full of my art supplies and some rations if I got hungry. Jake rested a hand on my shoulder 

"Nervous?" He had to speak loudly due to the noise. I nodded a bit 

"A little" I looked at him the placement of his white freckles were pretty to me. "You nervous marine?" I teased him a bit and he huffed at me. 

"Not at all" He shook his head as I laughed at him. I looked at my sketchpad and tore out a piece of paper handing it to him. 

"Here I drew it on my first night here. You are a good muse when you aren't looking." The paper had a charcoal drawing of Jake in his avatar form chatting with others at dinner.  He looked amazed as he looked over it 

"Damn you've got a real knack for this stuff huh?" He folded up the paper and put it in his pocket. "Thanks for the keepsake Picasso" 

We landed on the ground and grace lead us deep into the jungle. Once she and norm found their spot, I began to wander a bit looking for interesting flora which I found. It was shaped like a lily pad with more layers spiraling upwards. I crouched down and began to sketch it out as Jake looking bored found me sketching it up. He touched one of the plants only for it to shoot closed. He let out a surprised chuckle and I gasped in surprise before giggling setting my sketchbook in my bag as we touched more watching the shoot closed with a goofy sound. Jake touched one and it caused a domino effect to happen closing all the rest and showing us a creature, which looked like a cross between a rhinoceros and a hammerhead shark. The creature let out a bellow and stomped its foot towards us, as Jake took aim grace spoke up from the tree line. 

"No Jake don't shoot it, its skin is too tough for the bullets to pierce you'll just piss him off" She was watching with a worried look plastered on her face. 

"Well, what the fuck do I do then?" Jake whispered aggressively at her as his tail pushed me behind him. 

"Just stand your ground. Don't run or he will charge" 

The creature took more stomps towards us letting out another warning noise which Jake hissed back at placing an arm across me to protect me almost. The creature whimpered and suddenly ran off to its mother and Jake let out a slurry of curses at it but my ears picked up on something, a low growl. I slowly turned around to see a jaguar-type creature and let out a gasp hitting Jake's arm to make him realize. 

"Grace stand our ground or run?" I spoke loudly as I kept my eyes trained on the creature. 

"Definitely run!" She shouted at us and Jake took no hesitation in lifting me up and throwing me over his shoulder as he ran. The creature gave chase. Jake ducked under the roots before finally, the creature ended up snagging his bag, sending us to the ground. I rolled further from him. Jake uncapped his pack from around him and slipped out of the straps as he grabbed my hand and began draining behind him as we ran, jumping over the edge into a waterfall. Somehow his hand let go of mine and I traveled further downstream. My head bonked a rock at the bottom of the river and it all went black. 

When I came too I had been drug out of the water and it was nightfall. My pack was off of me and so was my knife. I sputtered up water as I coughed it all up out of my lungs. I looked around and my eyes fell on a strong na'vi man pulling my art supplies from my bag as his people stood around him except for the one that had a spear pointed at me though he seemed hesitant as I looked over my clothes I noticed jellyfish like seeds had landed all over me with a white glow surrounding them. The man looked over shocked before it turned to frustration as he growled something out in his native tongue. 

"Get up" He spoke gruffly as he shoved my pack to me. "Up!" He snapped again and I quickly got to my feet. 

"You speak English?" I asked in my daze and this made him more annoyed as he snapped something in his language again before he lifted my weak body onto the back of his horse as climbed on himself. I fell asleep again as he held me secure to his horse. I woke up as he threw me to the ground 

"Get up" He snarled at me as two of his guards grabbed my arms as I yelped. They drug me along through a gigantic tree where I saw Jake also being held by two other guards. 

"Jake!" I whisper shouted at him and he smiled seeing me 

"Good to see you still kicking." A woman stood before him and the man who grabbed me stood before me both looking disgruntled. The leaders came down from the spiral speaking in their languages before the woman circled us and tasted our blood. She came to the same conclusion both times it seemed. 

"What do they call you" She spoke aloud so everyone would hear. 

"Uh (y/n) (l/n)" I answered her question. She smirked a bit 

"Well (y/n) why should we keep you and jakesully alive? What is your purpose?" 

"I am an artist, I'm not a scientist or warrior like Jake. I am simply here to appreciate the beauty of your home and to try to get the Sky people to understand your home is beautiful and should not be harmed. My tribe is broken all that is left is my sister and me. Please I'm all my sister has left."

She nodded a bit at my story and gave Jake time to give his speech which all the na'vi seemed to enjoy except for the two in front of us. 

"Very well. Tsu'tey you will train the girl in the ways of our people as you found her and Neytiri will take Jake and do the same"

They both pitched a fit but knew it was already spoken. Tsu'tey eyed me before grabbing my arm and dragging me up the spiral to an area of hammocks. 

"Tomorrow you learn. Tonight we rest" He jumped into a hammock and touched the side of it and it closed around him. I slowly entered mine with a lot more fear and did the same and slowly sleep consumed me. And I awoke to Norm lightly slapping my face saying my name over and over again 

"She's back with us!" He shouted over to grace as she pulled Jake from his station. Norm eyed me as he helped me up "where were you?" 

"Their home" 

The next day was full of people looking at Jake and me. We had achieved what many of them could only hope to do so on a miracle. Paige was proud and also a little annoyed at my lack of self-preservation. Paige made me practice the names of the na'vi royalty. 

"Tsu'tey is the one who is training me. He's pretty rough but I think we can work out" 

I spoke to grace, norm was glaring at Jake they had been arguing. Norm was upset that jake with no training or knowledge was the one to get in good with the clan princess. Grace helped me into my pod and gave me a nod 

"Be careful Picasso. Tsu'tey could loose his temper on you and that would screw everything up" and she shut the lid before giving me a moment to speak. 

My eyes shut and I drifted back to my avatar body. I jolted up and Tsu'tey seemed annoyed that he had to wait. 

"Today we practice your riding skills." He stood up and began to walk away giving me yet again no time to talk. 

"Wait up!" I quickly clamored out of the hammocks. Tsu'tey whipped around, teeth bared at me. 

"No. You will do things quickly otherwise you will die and if you die my job is over." I put my hands up defensively as he snarled at me towering over me. 

"Okay okay. I understand I'll keep up" He nodded a bit grunting at me before turning around and continuing on his path. 

Eventually, grace moved us up to the floating mountains to continue our work in peace. Working with Tsu'tey was hard, Jake often said he seemed to run me harder than Neytiri ran him but I could see the change I'm myself. I had toned up, the soles of my feet were stronger and I could run faster and longer. I could shoot a clean kill but mostly I could see how proud Tsu'tey became. At first, he hated me just like he hated Jake then it turned into simple distrust and now we had a good friendship if I had to say. He still hated Jake though not much I could do to fix that. 

As I pulled the bowstring back with my arrow lined up I released a breath before letting go of it piercing my prey I quickly hopped down to finish the job whispering the prayer to my fallen prey as I stabbed it cleanly. Tsu'tey watched silently 

"Good. A good clean kill tomorrow you shall participate in Tsaheylu" He grabbed my bicep giving it a gentle squeeze of approval which made me smile at him, I saw the faintest glimpse of a smile on his cheeks before it disappeared. I walked alongside him now no longer at his back, he would hiss or growl at me before but now he welcomed it. 

"You know tsu' I think you might be warming up to me" I teased him lightly flicking his tail with my own. He scowled at me.

"Do not call me that" He huffed at me before turning his gaze back to the path. 

"You didn't deny it" I spoke with a smile and a hand pushed me to the side as he let out a "psh" noise. 

"You are annoying. Like a bug" as I was about to defend myself he continued "but you are fast and sharp like poison. You are like Kali'weya" 

I was touched by his words And bumped him with my shoulder. 

"Don't get soft on me now Tsu'tey" I teased lightly as we walked side by side back to hometree. 

"You are gonna be participating in tsaheylu tomorrow. You need to be prepared, lucky for you kid, that your sister wrote the book about tsaheylu. I suggest giving her a call" Grace spoke up as I was eating my food and I gave her a nod. I had met Tsu'tey's banshee. They were a gorgeous blue color with yellow eyes. They were rather gentle with me which seemed to surprise Tsu'tey. 

I clicked the button on the screen as my sister answered my call she gave me a weak smile to me. 

"Hey, squirt. I heard you are about to get a new friend. Let's talk" Paige explained the details of tsaheylu to me in depth to the point where my nerves were amplified but by excitement as well. As I followed Tsu'tey up the floating mountains I didn't look down once until I had to jump from one to a vine which I did rather poorly making Jake snort before he failed worse than me. The cave was beautiful. Jake and Neytiri went first and then Tsu'tey and myself followed with his other students behind us. 

We watched Jake try and find his banshee but I was watching Tsu'tey a smirk was plastered on his face as he watched Jake fail. "He is going to die trying this" he muttered to his students making them giggle his eyes caught on me as and looked at him with a glare before turning back to Jake 

"Come on soldier you can do better than that can't you!?" Jake flipped me off as he made the bond and began his flight. I was next I stepped down from the rock and grabbed my rope, walking forward the banshee hissed and would fly away til I found her. She was lavender with golden markings and grey eyes she hissed at me which was a hiss I returned she bared her teeth before trying to take a bite out of my leg which I narrowly avoided. I hopped on her back locking my legs around her snout and keeping it shut as I struggled her to the ground as Tsu'tey trained me for. She thrashed under me until I connected my braid to her neural link on the back of her head. The feeling of linking with another creature was hard to explain every time it was amazing though. 

"Fly Kali'weya. It completes the bond you must fly" Tsu'tey shouted to me from the rock and I did just that. Gliding through the air I found I was able to control her rather well and so I named her, Ome. The team took flight together once we all had our banshee as Jake and Neytiri played. I could see Tsu'teys approval in the gaze he gave me. Tsu'tey and I began to fly together from then on.

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Part two

[imeanwhynotbruv]

Blessed by Eywa

<<idea that I know isn’t original but I wanted to make my own au of it because it will keep bothering me until I can’t get anything else done :) >>

Okay so the basic ideas:

Maybe they never knew who Spiders mother was, they just found him one day and when they did the DNA test the only conclusive results was father : Quaritch.

when they tried to find the mother it just kept coming up inconclusive until they finally decided that his mother was likely Paz Socorro because she was the only woman who fit the bill. (Idk I’ll think more later)

Of course Neytiri isn’t happy when she first sees Spider (who’s like a baby) and Jake together

Maybe before Spider is taught the ways of the people he doesn’t understand that the little floating friends that follow him dont just follow everyone else.

Little Spider is definitely still neglected and maybe he meets Kiri by accident.

Kiri takes her new friend to the spirit tree and yeah he doesn’t have a Tswin but he still connects to the spirit tree but by touch?

Spider wraps his hands around the tree and bc it’s the first time it’s full force because Eywa is so happy to finally be able to fully connect with her little guy

Like Spider’s eyes roll back and he stops responding to Kiri, so she gets scared and runs to get her parents

Neytiri had only seen Spider that one time as a baby by this point

No one thought to really inform Mo’at about the baby but she already knows 👀 she knows all 👀

Jakes the only one who’s spent some time with spider (outside of Kiri of course because they are the best of besties)

When they come back Spider is still standing there except now he’s covered in atokirina (think first movie)

They then have to teach Spider because it’s very clear that eywa has claimed him (they don’t adopt him bc Neytiri is still in denial)

Spider doesn’t get taken because Eywa refuses to let that happen

The Sullys have to take him because Kiri is not leaving her person

Ronal is both horrified and intrigued by Spider

Maybe some prophetic dreams?

Think Metkeyina but now we get a magical Spider 😎

Idk but it think it would be fun? I love seeing all the things of Eywa just loving this little human boy.

I feel like Ronal would be every interested in him.

Imagine Kiri and Spider just playing with the glowing fish like it’s normal and everyone who’s in the know 👀 *metkeyina* is just watching with their jaws on the floor😂😂

Ooo maybe the RDA tell Quaritch that Jake killed his son? So he never sees Spider? I’m not sure how that would work but I feel like that would get a good motive for him to want to fight Jake?

Anyway let me know if you liked this? I’m curious to hear your thoughts ✨✨

I hope you enjoyed reading lovelies ❤️

[nichoskittycorner]

Tangled up (Nicholas Smut)

>> After being kidnapped by what can only be described as a mad scientist, you're thrown to the metaphorical wolf for a trial run on their latest experiment- a human mixed with the DNA of an octopus 

>> kidnapping, drugging, tentacles (duh), all sorts of hole touching and penetration, breeding kink, cum and lots of it, overstimulation, squirting, dubcon (?), Nicho is sex curious but definitely hasn't had sex (yes that's important)

Word count: 3.4k

>> A/N: As of writing this, I am sleep deprived, and had a vision. Good luck

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     It was late as you traveled along the dark woodsy highway. Your original plans of visiting family had been delayed several hours by traffic and accidents and you were finally making headway. 

  There was only about an hour left in the drive but you desperately had to use the bathroom. And with the way your luck was running, trying to hold it would lead to disaster. 

  Pulling over into an empty rest stop, you stretched before leaving to take care of business. Not really taking note of your eerie surroundings.

  It was only after stepping out of the bathroom did the alarm bells start to ring. It was dark, surrounded by the woods, and no other cars despite the lights being on and the doors being unlocked. 

  A chill ran down your back and your palms started to sweat. This was bad, something was wrong. You wasted no time almost running to the safety of your car. 

  Once inside, you locked the doors and breathed heavily. Placing your hand on your chest, you tried to take deep breaths to calm down. 

  Before you could fully let your guard down, a pair of hands wrapped around your face. Panic immediately set in, pulling at the hands as a cloth was placed over your face.

   With your head practically anchored in place, there was no escape. You started to struggle less and less as your body got sluggish. Your vision blurs and the distant sound of the highway muffled. 

  As hard as you fought to stay awake, it was all for not. Falling into the darkness as you passed out. 

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   When the world started to clear up, you were overwhelmed by a pounding headache. Sore from head to toe and lying on your side. 

  It hurt like hell to open your eyes but you couldn't stay laying here forever. It took everything in you to sit up and look around. 

  You definitely weren't where you planned to be. You were out on a sand-like texture, looking around and revealing what looked like a faux beach or deserted island. Sand, greenery, even a large body of water. A dark cave settled in one corner of the room as well.

  The most glaring issue was, once you turned around you were greeted by a large glass window. The room on the other side was dark and you couldn't make out anything, but it still scared you. 

  What were you doing here? And why? Knocking on the glass left dull echoes vibrating throughout the room but no response. 

  It took several minutes of this pattern before a large door in the dark room opened. The sound of shoes clanking against the cold tile resounded until they stopped before you. 

  You could barely make out their face but it still made you sick to your stomach. A white lab coat with mysterious stains leads up to the frantic writings on a clipboard. 

  "Hey! Hey let me out!" Suddenly you felt rage and started to pound on the glass. But they seemed unphased. If anything they seemed amused by your actions. 

   Pressing a button, you were able to hear them clearly. "It's good you're awake and full of energy, you'll probably need it." 

  "Need it? No, you need to let me out!" 

  They only wrote down more notes. "Well, might as well give you a rundown since you have the privilege of being the first test subject." 

  The words first and test subject made your stomach turn. 

  " Congratulations, you have the honor of being the first female my prized experiment gets to touch. How this ends, well, it's based on his curiosity." 

   His…? Looking around, you didn't see a thing. Which somehow was worse. "A truly extraordinary miracle! A living thinking mix of human DNA and that of an octopus- one of the smartest creatures alive! Now let's not waste time. Hope he sees you as a friend and not food!" 

  You were shocked and now terrified. All you wanted to do was see your family and now you're possibly human bait to a freak of nature. "Hey, what the hell?! No, let me out!" 

  But your words only fell on deaf ears. Pressing a button, the glass now darkened so it was impossible to see outside of it, and maybe inside. The voice started speaking through the intercom before you once again. "He doesn't like an audience, but treat my Nicho with care!" 

  A deranged laugh rang out before fading off. You were scared, shaking, and hugging yourself to try to calm down. You were now trapped, alone, and possibly about to die or suffer and no one would know. No one was going to help you. 

   Tears were beyond ready to start running. A part of you was wishing this creature, this Nicho guy thing was taking a nap or had a meltdown and would never pop up. 

   But your dream was shortly cut off when a wet, slimy thing wrapped around your wrist. A gasp left your mouth and pulled your hand back. 

  What the heck was that?! Looking up, you couldn't see anyone or anything around. But something was there… You could feel it. 

  Another one of those slimy things touched you, this time holding on tighter so you couldn't escape. This was it, this is how you went out. Closing your eyes tightly, you could only pray it was quick and painless. 

  But instead of being sucked into a void or bitten or anything else, a soft wet nose touched your cheek. And continued to move around as if sniffing you. 

  Up to your ear, into your hair, down your neck. It honestly tickled. You giggled, which made you open your eyes. Turning to meet the eyes of what looked human. 

  A man, a pretty man at that, was looking at you curiously. Once your eyes met, he only leaned in closer. 

  "Fascinating… your pheromones. I've never smelled anything like it." You could only freeze as he continued to move his nose about. 

  "Um, hi works too?" He pulled back once you spoke and looked you up and down. Not really seeming to focus on your words. But you had to try. If you could converse with him, the chances of him eating you were quite low. 

  "Nicho, right?" He popped up and gave a nod. "Correct, how did you know?" 

  "Well… that person who probably kidnapped me told me-" Your thought was cut off when Nicho's hand latched onto your boob, holding it too tightly for comfort. 

  A squeal left your lips and you slapped his hand away. "Ow! What the heck is your problem?!" And somehow, Nicho was barely phased by that, his eyes not leaving your chest. 

  His head tilted, making his hair flop to the side as well. Damn, it was somewhat endearing. "That- those are for your young, right? You're human, and humans are mammals. Mammals create milk for your offspring in your breasts." 

  He spoke surprisingly well for someone who's never seen a female before apparently. Soft-spoken but clearly he didn't know his strength as he accidentally tore your shirt open, leaving the fabric in tatters and your chest exposed. 

  "Eek! Wait be careful!" You covered your chest with your hands but were restrained by those things from earlier, that you could now see were tentacles. Pinning your hands above your head as he pressed you into the ground. 

  But he didn't seem malicious, no his eyes just kept scanning your body. Resting his nose on your breast and sniffing around them too. That was until he took his hand and squeezed one of your breasts again, this time with less force than before. 

  You squirmed under his grasp trying to escape. "Nicho! Let go! Don't touch those-" He didn't seem to be listening, instead tugging at the fabric of your bra to try to remove it. 

  At first, his efforts fell flat, not quite understanding how it worked. He tried the next best thing, using his teeth and tearing it apart. Shaking his head as he tore it to pieces. 

   Admittedly, if you weren't in this very scenario, you'd probably find that hot… or crazy. With your chest fully out, he latched his lips onto your nipple. 

  Sucking, licking, and squeezing on them. His first experience with boobs and he somehow wasn't the worst. It was clear he was curious and enjoying himself as he played with the soft flesh. 

  Even if he was unaware that you let a moan slip out or that your back arched to get closer to his mouth. He was working your chest so well and he was just having innocent fun. 

  You tried to close your legs as you felt a heat pooling down below. You shouldn't feel like this?! Although your plan was stopped due to his body being placed right between your legs. 

  And trying to close them only got his attention. Never removing his mouth from your chest, he started to play with your thighs. Running his hands along them and squeezing down. 

  His slender fingers brushed against your core, making your body quiver. Finally, he pulled back, sniffing the air. "Your scent. It's changed more now." 

  He could smell that?! And he seemed to find the source pretty quickly. Repeating the process with your shirt, now tearing your pants and underwear apart. 

  The air was cold in comparison now and his intense stare didn't help. His eyes ran down from your heated face, down to your wet pussy. You hadn't even meant to be turned on by his touches but here you were. 

  Taking his hands, he spread your folds open along with your ass cheeks and ran a singular tentacle along. Your holes are on full display before him. 

  Leaning first into your pussy and burying his nose into your juices. Moving it up and down and brushing on your clit occasionally. Shocks coursing through you with every touch. 

  Noticing this pattern. He started to focus on your clit. Kissing and licking on the bud quite cautiously before becoming more bold. 

  Your legs started to shake, ready to wrap around his head and hold him down. But he held your legs down, making you whimper. 

  Did you even actually like this? Or want this? Honestly, it was better than him trying to make you his literal next meal. 

   All of a sudden he stopped. Pulling back and licking his lips. You wanted to whine and bring him back, making him finish what he started. 

  He seemed to hit some type of discovery as a large tentacle wrapped around your body and lifted you up. Exposing both of your holes to him at eye level. 

  Your head fell back at the sudden movement but it hit nothing. Using a finger and a tentacle, they moved along your cunt, making you nearly breathless. "This- this is the breeding hole. Right?" 

  You couldn't even answer and just tried to get some pleasure from his touch. He started to mumble under his breath in thought as his tentacles moved on their own. 

  A rather large one poked at your entrance, making you gasp. "Wait! What are you doing?!"

  Trying to get free was pointless as he had you locked in place. All you could do was shut your eyes tightly as the slick appendage slipped into your entrance. 

  A cry left your lips as he pushed in further, stretching you out slowly. It felt like he was taking his time exploring your tight walls. 

  Moving in slowly, brushing against every inch of you before hitting your womb. A low groan left your body as tears started to well up. Of course, you wanted to push him away, but touching you like this was conflicting. 

  On the one hand, he could've killed you, on the other hand, there's this. And on the other other hand, a part of you felt guilty for liking the touches. You liked how he was feeling and making you feel. 

  You barely registered as more of his tentacles started to move around your body. Playing with your breast, squeezing your ass, choking you slightly as one wrapped around your throat. 

  One poking at your lips before plunging into your mouth. Your eyes shot open as you gagged on him. And he barely seemed affected. Just moving and exploring your body as best as he could. 

  He looked stuck between trying to draw conclusions but also drooling at the view. You were at his mercy- squirming in his grasp, moaning, crying, and twitching with every little movement he made. 

  Especially as he plunged into your third and final hole. The thrashing seemed to increase the further he pushed in. Whatever you were trying to say was cut off by your gagging and choking. 

  But words stopped being needed as you melted into his hold and stopped fighting. Letting him play and explore your holes like some doll. And he too was intrigued. 

  Each hole felt different, but all were warm and tight. Not to mention wet and the sounds were not quiet in the slightest. Vibrations left your throat and went throughout your body. 

  Eyes rolled back as you started to shake quite harshly and you let out another array of sounds, squeezing down on his tentacles. Drool, and the wetness from your 'breeding hole' spilled out even more now. 

  He never stopped his movements but removed the one from your mouth, allowing you to breathe and speak for a moment. Your hips grind down as your head falls back.

  You looked so good. Even if he didn't completely understand humans, he liked what he was seeing. He started to feel something rush down below. 

  He has only felt this way a few times, the part he knew as his 'breeding part' started to stand and twitch. He needed relief and it seemed to be right in front of him. 

  Putting his breeding part into your breeding hole made all the sense. Did he want to breed you? Even if it wasn’t logical, it didn't matter. 

  Holding your legs open, he lined himself up with your part and let it slide in. A gasp left your body and you shook. "Fuck, no! No! No!" 

  And even as it sounded like you were pleading against it, your hips continued to move on him, taking him in more and more. Even with his tentacle previously inside, you were still tight. 

  How could you put into words that this was beyond anything you could imagine- your cunt being stretched more than you thought, pushing an impression of his large cock into your tummy, all while he had his thick tentacles fucking your ass and throat. 

  It was so much and yet not enough. He already made you cum once without even trying, how would he know when enough was enough? 

  Your hips started to move on him, making his head fall back and his grip tighten on your body. Making you move faster on him than you thought you could. 

  A sweat started to break out on his forehead as his hips jerked to meet your thrusts. You couldn't tell if you were drunk on him but damn you only wanted him to stay inside and keep fucking you. 

  Your orgasm building quickly again as he pleasured every inch of you. Whatever felt like above a whore was where you were at. Just a doll, a plaything to him. And you were starting not to mind. 

   His body only tensed up as he groaned loudly, his cum sputtering in mass inside of you. It was already messy and leaking out but he didn't stop. 

  The warm, white liquid squelched and ran down your legs and chin as he just continued to thrust it deeper into your holes. Like he was only following his instinct to fill you up and breed you. 

  And in a way, you were fine with that. Especially with how high he had you feeling, a slight touch of the clit and you were unfolding into another orgasm. 

  You could've sworn you saw the stars as the pleasure was both drowning you and keeping you afloat. Unable to tell how much more you had in you, you kept pace riding him. And even if you wanted to stop, he would make you move on his cock.

   It was odd to feel so powerless yet turned on. Fucked out, filled and only wanting more. 

   Adjusting your position slightly, you were now angled back but still in his lap. But now, he could fuck your spot better. Every thrust met with a jolt and a moan. 

  A low groan left his lips and his hands circled your hips, moving down to your ass as he kept moving his hips. 

  Leaning into your body, he kissed along your chest and up until your ear. He spoke in a low husky voice, strained slightly because of his movements.

  "You look so pretty while I'm breeding you." His lips reattached to your breast, almost sending you off to the madhouse. Did he have to say that?! Fuck it was only making you want him more. 

  Escalating this from wanting him to needing him. Damnit you wanted him to empty all his cum inside you, leave no room for guessing. Only a certainty that you would be full of his children. 

   And maybe then he could play with your boobs when they were full and sensitive- just what in the world were you thinking?! You couldn't believe his dick was making you this crazy. 

   If your daydream hadn't popped up you would've made a mess of yourself sooner. But it didn't matter as you were still so close. 

   Things were already a mess, cum, spit, and that slime stuff from his tentacles coated both of your bodies and all the space around you. Not to mention your sweat and the tears that ran down. 

  And you loved the mess he made you. Removing one of his hands from your ass, he laced your fingers together. His eyes shut as he too was lost in chasing his orgasm. 

  His gesture was sweet even though he was still mercilessly fucking all your holes. The knot building in your stomach finally snapping and giving way to your orgasm. A cry of pleasure falls from your lips mixed with incoherent words. 

  Eyes shut tight, body shaking as you felt your cunt twitch and spray, squirting on him as he came inside you. Making an even bigger mess as his cum ran out of you. 

  Choking you as you tried to swallow his overflow of cum but it still ran down your face. It filled your womb and ass, hot and overflowing as he pushed it back in, albeit, much weaker and tenderly than before as he came down from his high. 

  You were beyond your senses. Only able to cling onto his shoulders as he laid you against him in what felt like a hug. His tentacles, now messy and covered in your fluids, held you close to him. 

  Speaking was out of the question. You just held onto him as you tried to ground yourself, the soft chant of 'Nicho… Nicho…' fell from your lips half-heartedly. 

 His hands roam your body slowly, playing with your hair, wiping your face clean. Your lips hung lazily as your eyes remained closed. 

  Nicho was unsure what to do next. Placing a soft kiss on your lips, your eyes peeled open. Looking at him with a soft but grateful look. 

   "Hmm, so full… Nicho 'm sleepy…" You mumbled and melted into him. He too felt exhausted. Holding you tightly, he took you back to the cave and laid you into the nest he made, or makeshift bed. 

  "Get rest. You're tired." You only nod weakly. A mumble of which sounded like a 'thank you' came out before your chest rose and fell in a steady pattern. Even if you were here today and gone tomorrow, you were his mate now. And he would keep you safe, no matter what.

   Holding your hand and wrapping himself around you protectively, he nuzzled his nose into your hair. His eyes shot an unmistakable glare at the camera that watched you both nonstop.

[bet-on-me-13]

Ellie worked undercover at Cadmus

So, Ellie has grown up and become an Adult living on her own by now.

She is doing her best to make the most out of her life. She went to school, graduated from College, and even got a Job.

She grew up in a Lab, and learned quite a bit about Genetic Engineering over the course of her life both before and after escaping (Both from Vlad, and from Danny during that Point in time where they were trying to permanently stabilize her).

So, when she gets an offer to join a new start-up Company called Cadmus, she jumped at the opportunity to use her Knowledge to help others. (She was told it was a Research Company that used Genetic Engineering to make medicines)

It wasn't until she had already signed the NDA that she figured out that this was an Illegal Cloning Lab.

Thankfully, she was immune to the Mind Control that they had tried to use on all of the Scientists to make them okay with all of the illegal shit, but she still had to play the part so she could help the poor clones who would be created in this project.

She went Undercover for years. Any time a Clone was deemed a "Failure", she would try her best to save them. She did manage to save a few, sending them to Danny so he could help them find a home, but unfortunately she couldn't save them all.

After a few years, the other scientists began to stress out. The K-Series had been a total failure so far, and none of the Clones had even come close to being Viable. Even the most successful one, identified as Match, couldn't come close to being called an actual success.

So, they went a different route. If Kryptonian DNA didn't want to be Cloned, then maybe they could splice it with some other DNA and force it to work with them?

The Scientists began splicing Human DNA into the Genome, running trials to see if it would be Viable at all before even attempting to create a Full Clone. And they did find some success, preliminary tests showed that Human DNA was uniquely adaptable when it came to splicing, and theoretically it could be used to make a Fully Viable Clone!

When Luthor heard of this, he deemed that nobody aside from himself was worthy of being the "Father", and gave his own DNA to the Scientists to use for the Experiment.

Ellie was put in charge of transporting the DNA to the Lab, but in a random accident (we both know it wasn't, Clockwork), she ends up dropping the Sample. In a rush, she just puts some of her own Blood into the Vial and gives it to the Scientists working on the Gene Splicing Project. (She was panicking, ok?! Nobody would be able to work in a lab like this without getting a little bit of anxiety, and she hadn't gotten a wink of sleep in days at that point!)

They are thrilled! They don't know why, but Mr Luthor's DNA was so much better at Splicing than any other Human DNA they had ever tested before. He was certainly right about his own DNA being the beat suited for the Job!

Ellie meanwhile is having a bit of a meltdown. She can't believe she just gave them some of her DNA! And they already used it to make a Fetus! She's a mother now! She never wanted to be a Mom!

But she guesses that none of that matters anymore. She's has a son now, and she needs to get him out of there. But how to do it? As the only successful K-Series Clone, he was under the most heavily guarded security imaginable, so there was absolutely no way she would ever be able to sneak him out of there. Even if she used her powers, the Security was primed to scan for any and all foreign energy signatures, even Ecto Energy.

So for now, she was stuck. She couldn't break him out, and she also couldn't just leave the Company and let them abuse all those poor clones like that! She just needed to wait for the right opportunity to get her son out of there, even if it meant that she would have to stay behind.

It wasn't until a team of errant Sidekicks broke into the Lab a few years later, that she had a way out for her son.

[15minlatewithbatbucks]

untitled janet/talia, Bruce's bio kid Tim AU -> no choice but to love you pt. 4

FIRST | SECOND | THIRD | FOURTH | FIFTH | SIXTH | SEVENTH | EIGHTH | NINTH | TENTH | ELEVENTH | TWELFTH | THIRTEENTH

AO3 Link (a little behind, but better edited)

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“This is outrageous.”

Bruce sighed, head propped up on a fist and still looking through the results of his last hour or so of intensive research. He felt more than he heard Talia move behind him and begin threading sharp nails through his hair soothingly. He might be tempting to take the comfort at face value, but knew she was likely only reading over his shoulder again.

Bruce hadn’t handed Janet’s little gifts off to any of his people. He could do it himself, after all, and something about her story had rang true enough that Bruce wanted to initially limit the number of people that knew. He couldn’t justify not telling Talia, however, and had called her on his way down to one of the labs on the lower floor.

Talia dealt with things best after she got her initial gut reaction out of the way and could be logical about the whole thing.

She strolled into WE even before the rapid DNA test was finished, not a hair out of place. She sat with him until the results came back confirming that the owner of the provided DNA sample was definitely the biological child of Bruce Wayne. And then she started pacing while Bruce got to work.

For her benefit, he clicked over to the basic background he’d run on Janet Drake. Talia sniffed derisively at the attached photo, the one she’d provided for her passport.

“You really laid with her, beloved?” she asked, voice appropriately morose.

Bruce didn’t believe it for a second. “What, like you wouldn’t have?”

“You are avoiding the question,” she said, similarly avoiding the question. “Why her?”

“We weren’t together at the time. I was traveling without Dick or Alfred and ended up in Cypress for a few days. I witnessed her get off the phone and throw her wedding band into the pool and offered to buy her a drink,” he explained and shrugged. “We were both from Gotham and homesick. I asked, but birth control can fail.”

“Or she lied.”

“She didn’t.” Bruce began pulling up medical files for Talia to peruse. Her hair dragged across his neck as she leaned in to see better and he couldn’t resist tilting his head to rest against her. “I pulled her medical files. She had an IUD at the time of conception and had to fly back to Gotham to have it removed. He ordered bed rest and even so the chance of a miscarriage was so high that she was warned not to name the- the fetus.”

“The baby,” Talia corrected for him. “Your baby.”

Wordlessly, Bruce straightened and pulled up a picture of little Timothy Jackson Drake. Unlike most heirs of Gotham’s elite, pictures of the boy were few and far between on social media or in the press. So, naturally, Bruce hacked into Janet’s cloud in hopes of finding more.

He did, but not by much. Travel logs put the Drakes out of the country for a good chunk of the year and only a very broken trail of nannies left to mind the little boy while his parents were off globetrotting. Only their housekeeper had been with the family for more than a year.

And they wanted another, Bruce thought despairingly.

“He looks like you,” Talia said, an almost sad twist to her mouth making Bruce want to lean in and kiss it away. “Exactly like you. Jack Drake must be a fool.”

“I was bigger at his age,” Bruce said carelessly, carefully spinning around to face her. She let him take her hands and look hard into her eyes. “Listen to me. This doesn’t change the love I have for you or Damian. This was an accident, yes, but there’s no reason being angry with Janet or Tim.”

Talia’s own piercing green eyes searched his face while he tried to work against his training and remain open and honest. He owed her transparency. He owed her the world for sacrificing her entire life when she abandoned her family and the League.

“What does this Janet want with us?” she asked after a long moment, taking her hands back from Bruce. She instead wrapped them comfortably around her baby bump.

“She said that Tim’s parentage came into question when she and Jack tried for another baby.” And because if he could be petty with anyone, he could be petty with Talia, he added, “Because I guess having a child fixed their marriage so well in the first place.”

Talia’s eyes strayed back to the screen where Tim’s picture was still prominently displayed. “He does not look like a miracle worker, but I suppose I will have to reserve my judgments until I meet the boy at least. I notice that he does not, in fact, have any siblings.”

“Jack’s infertile,” he said. “Or close enough. When he found out, he ordered a paternity test and filed for divorce the next day.”

“Quick. Efficient.”

“Janet tells me that he’s the one that wanted children and that she doubts her ability to care for Tim on her own.”

“He means to leave her destitute?” Talia asked, leaning over Bruce to click back to his profile on Janet. She scrolled through to look for other pictures, faculty IDs and visa photos and whatnot. “She’s attractive enough. She may join my harem if she so chooses.”

“But it was a problem when I slept with her,” Bruce complained. Talia flashed him a dangerous grin. “No, the divorce proceedings do seem fair to her. I think that it’s more that she doubts herself as a mother. I think she fears what damage she could do to him as a single mother that didn’t want a child in the first place.”

“She knows of your other rescues and seeks to leave him on your doorstep, then.”

“Talia,” he growled. She patted his cheek condescending.

“Relax, beloved. Jason was the one to label himself as such and Richard already loathes me,” she said. “I mean them no ill will.”

“He doesn’t loathe you.”

“He does and it works for us.” She gave an elegant shrug. “And what of Jason? You’ve only just acclimated him to our lifestyle and now you mean to add another right before Damian arrives.”

“I’ll talk to him tonight before patrol,” Bruce promised. “Jason likes other kids and it isn’t like Tim is moving in tomorrow. Janet and Tim are still living with Jack for now. With any luck, we can figure out a joint custody agreement that works for everyone. In the future Janet wants to give me primary custody, yes, but she wants to be a part of Tim’s life.”

“So we will be co-parenting with this woman,” Talia sighed dramatically and Bruce very lovingly didn’t point out that five minutes ago she had been inviting “this woman” into her harem. “While you no doubt ply her support at every opportunity. I implore you to wear a condom this time, beloved.”

Bruce straightened in his chair in indignation.

“You impregnated her through an IUD last time,” she continued. “Who knows what you could do with the woman if she’s not using birth control this time.”

Bruce, very lovingly, did point out her hypocrisy now. “Talia, you were just inviting her into your harem. I feel like you’re projecting.”

“I would never turn a straight women even if they were truly beautiful. If they are happy settling, who am I to take that from them?”

“I don’t know for sure how Janet identifies, but I can say for sure that she’s slept with at least one woman,” he said. Talia looked delighted. “Apparently she was out of the running for paternity pretty soon, though.”

“I can work with that,” she declared and gently lowered herself to his lap. He took her added weight effortlessly, wrapping his arms around her to secure their precious cargo. She kissed him, long and sweet. Against his lips, she whispered, “I am angry. I know you do not place much value on blood ties, but I…”

“I know,” he whispered back, pressing his forehead against hers. “But thank you for trying.”

“I am,” she said. She tried to breathe through the lump forming in her throat, but pressed together like they were, Bruce must have known. “I do try. It doesn’t come easy for me, but I try.”

“You make the choice to be here with me every day. You’re working so hard and I see it, Talia, I do.”

She had no words for that, so she just curled against him as best she could with little Damian between them. Not the first of Bruce’s blood sons anymore, but the first of hers and cherished all the more for it.

[tanglepelt]

Dc x dp idea 93

Ra forces Talia to sacrifice her son to the ghost king. With his obvious re-awakening he most solidify the deal. It’s how he was gifted the Lazarus water in the first place.

Newley crowned 15 year old Danny did not want this child. Like at all. He’s already dealing with parents who want to tear him apart. That reveal didn’t go well at all.

Danny couldn’t take care of himself let alone a stabby 6 year old. The only good thing is he snatched the kid before he was killed by his scary mom and stinky grandfather.

By ancient law. This child belonged to him. Not only that, the child was bound to obey him. Found that part out on accident. He was tired of the murder attempts and promptly told him to knock that off be quiet and sit down. He’s ashamed to admit it took him at least two hours to realize Damian couldn’t talk or stand up.

Yea.

He’s taken to internal dialogue after that little hiccup. He later learned sign language had no effect. Apparently it had to be verbal. It’s not his say to order anyone around. He doesn’t care what the crown means. They were fine without pariah they’ll be fine without him.

At least while he’s still half alive. Despite what the council says he doesn’t need a legal guardian. He’s perfectly fine homeless.

So here he was with 9 year old child and on the run from the government, his parents, and the royal council.

Now when a man in a trench coat tries to expel the ecto-ghost to free the “boy” and the child. Well. He asked for help.

This leads to a dna test. Danny ignored how he had been told Batman by Damian it was of no help. Danny hadn’t even meant to ask, knowing Damian would be forced to answer. His mother must of lied to the poor thing.

With a shocking result, the father was Bruce Wayne. Bruce Wayne can reclaim his son, but Danny can’t simply hand him over. Something of equal or greater value has to be exchanged.

Obviously Bruce Wayne is happy to make a deal.

Danny just goes. Well either i need a legal guardian as the ghosts are on my butt about it and my parents want me dead. Or. A government organization taken down for trying to eradicate his species.

He gets both.

Damian and Danny refuse to tell anyone why Damian was sacrificed to him.

[faeriekit]

This kind of hit me, but when Connor was rescued from Cadmus he had on a white suit similar to Danny's before his accident. If he has a ghost form now, it's probably the same suit, but with the color inversion, making it black. He probably looks almost exactly like Danny did if he also has white hair and green eyes too. No DNA test needed to verify who his daddy is lol. I so badly want Danny to say "don't ever talk to me or my son ever again" to Superman lol.

*takes notes* You know, I haven't seen YJ since it aired on television. Details are important.

[mothytheycallmommy]

Ok so scenario for Rafayel if he found out he has a teenage daughter as a result of his capture (I personally think he’s way older than he says, like in the hundreds which would make sense since merpeople are usually either immortal or very long lived and slow aging.)

My request will make more sense if you look at my post.

https://www.tumblr.com/huntersmoon1/742171744717144064/omg-what-if-our-merman-was-captured-and-taken-from

Rafayel Finds Out He Has A Daughter Head Canons

Thank you so much for the request! I hope you like this! I wasn't sure if you wanted the daughter to be the reader or not so I did my best to make it as non-descriptive about her looks as I could, let me know if you want me to change it.

I think he would find his daughter on complete accident. Like he's walking along a beach looking for seashells to use as paint and he just so happens to see a young girl washed up on shore, her torso being kissed by the gentle waves.

He panics because it is a remote part of the beach that most people don't know about and he just kind of runs over and picks her up before calling Thomas and telling him to head back to the estate.

On the way back, he calls up his private doctor (I like to think he has one because he doesn't really like leaving his estate) to meet him at the estate immediately.

When they arrive he takes her to his room and waits on his doctor to arrive. The doctor comes in and starts looking over her seemingly confused.

He asks Rafayel "I didn't know you had a daughter." Rafayel is confused and responds with "I don't...".

The doctor looks confused but shrugs it off, he takes a blood sample to run some tests to make sure that she doesn't have any possible life threatening conditions and leaves after reassuring Rafayel that she'll be okay and should wake up soon. He also asks if he should do a DNA test just to know who her parents actually are to call and let them know about her.

Rafayel just kind of stands there for a bit looking confused and helpless after his doctor leaves. Eventually he will move over to the bed and look over the girl noticing almost immediately that her hair is the same color as his, just longer.

He sits on the edge of the bed just studying her when she suddenly opens her eyes and sits up, taking Rafayel by surprise he jumps back.

She takes a moment to gather her surroundings, her eyes finally landing on Rafayel she mutter out a quiet question tears brimming her eyes as her voice squeaks out "...Dad?"

Let me know if you want a part two :> much love <3