Babysitting duty calls, Klarion
It another world threatening battle for the justice league, young justice against the league of Villains and chaos children before most of the chaos children froze as if they sense something bad was approaching and immediately dipped out.. except klarion whom was fighting with raven who immediately froze up too late in front of the portal.
Only for a green portal to appear, as a worned out floating glowing green, but blue skinned teenage boy who turn into a man with red eyes, a clock staff in hand and a glowing white hair baby in a baby carrier.
Klarion is literally struggling like a feral cat who got wet in cold water against some invisible force speaking in some odd static like language before giving up after half a minute when the man spoke back with a short word.
The man now just shape-shifting into turn elderly just gave klarion the baby carrier before noticing how the heroes and villains have stop in mid battles looking at both klarion and him.
"All in soon time, but be warn Flashes whom break the laws of times will get their due if you keep messing with the past and future." Spoken the elderly now shape-shifted into a young boy before he turn back to klarion leaving him a note and glowing baby bag before floating back into the swirling green portal.
Klarion could only look at note with his eye twitching, Teekl meowing as she climb into the baby carrier purring around the glowing baby.
"Why do I keep getting babysitting duty, it so unfa-..." klarion grumbled as he pick up the baby carrier and bag teleporting away..
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"What just happened?" Said Dick whom only one question would be put on hold til later in the watchtower of what just happen before the fight resuming with the young and original justice league winning since the league of Villains were distracted.
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T: “Think they’re getting along?”
R: “Heh, give Shadow a few seconds to decide and we’ll see)”
T: “Um…which Shadow?”
R: “Does it really matter?
Finished reading the Paradox AU fic and was checking out the art, and after also seeing the Biolizard Shadow AU design, I couldn’t stop myself from drawing them. Just two huge puppies) The funny is, without Tails and Rouge as a reference, the two of them look normal in size beside one another lol)
Paradox (Sonic, Shadow and Silver fusion) belongs to @tharkflark1
Biolizard Shadow belongs to @smallpwbbles
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Qui-Gon: I never thought I’d meet someone with more mental illnesses than me in the Order. I enjoy it. *giving Obi-Wan a hug*
Obi-Wan: *ducking under Jinn’s arms* You didn’t meet me like this, you created this. Sign your artwork, Master.
Qui-Gon: *deep sigh, turns to the counsel* Right, yeah, I guess he’s ready to be knighted. Or whatever.
Mace: You guess? Do you want him knighted or not?
Qui-Gon: I would prefer to never let him out of my sight till we’re both dead because that’s how I parent, but I need the spare room for Anakin. He could have been knighted years ago I just didn’t wanna interrupt a good thing. He’s my good boy I’m absolutely sure he could pass his trials.
Obi-Wan: I would sell you for a twi’lek fry.
Qui-Gon: *pulls him into his chest* He’s my BABY. I would also like to put in a request for the quartermaster to move us to an apartment with three bedrooms but they won’t get back to me on that so I guess I have to knight him now.
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married!price babysitter!reader
cw: cheating?
(hi! this is my first time like, properly sort of writing for idk the public, and i just wanted to give it a go. sorry if this is short:()
“remind me how old you are once more?” his words make your ears perk up, even from across the room. you’re just picking up toys that had been left scattered across the house from the absolute mess that his sons had made.
“oh, i’ve just gone 19.” you reply, and for a moment, you think the conversation stops there. he’s silent for a moment, just watching as you gather the legos.
you can hear his sons squealing and giggling, calling for you to come and play. but you have to tidy up after them, i mean it’s pretty much your job. you need the money to get through college and you can’t just survive off of tesco meal deals.
there’s a vast array of toys in your hands, little dinosaurs, trains, legos, building blocks. there we go. just about done cleaning up after the little rugrats. (you love them though)
and suddenly a large pair of hands settle on your hips, the grip on your hips nearly makes you drop all of the toys. john’s golden wedding band sparkles under the light of the kitchen, and his touch makes you feel a little bit dizzy (or is that just the smell of the cigars he smokes)
“hm,” he starts off, squeezing your plush and squishy hips. and now you can feel his hardened and muscular chest pressed against your back. and down below, well, there’s his aching bulge pressed against your soft… supple.. ass.
he likes having you around the house, helping him with the kids. your the perfect eye candy, but not only that, you’re just the most caring, and soft-spoken person ever. to him, you are the epitome of sweetness. despite being old enough to be your own father, he has the desire to just ravish you whenever you walk into his house, his own home, in your little sundresses.
“how ‘bout you put all ‘em toys away, and i reward you for being so good, hm?” his thumbs move in circular motions on your hips, pushing harder against you, which makes you arch against him and he’s nearly bending you over the kitchen counter now.
“i… um, mr. price -“ he tuts. he flips you around so that you’re facing him, now chest to chest with one another.
“it’s john, remember? i want you to think of me as a friend.” his eyes lock on yours. his eyes are a deep blue, and it’s like looking out at the ocean. it’s beautiful really. but is it beautiful when he’s basically groping you and speaking to you so lowly, so suggestively.
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