#Trauma bond a little

[deadsetobsessions]

Damian Wayne was like a duckling. A violent, stab-happy, danger-prone duckling, yes, but a duckling all the same. Which means when Danny almost got stabbed by a sleepy, instinct driven Damian, he was able to wave it off with a laugh. Damian, on the other hand, stared in horror at the butter knife firmly lodged in Danny’s arm.

“PENNYWORTH!” Danny jerked back at Damian’s scream. “RICHARD! FATHER!”

God damn, the kid had a pair of lungs on him. Danny’s wince was interpreted as pain to Damian, who gently grabbed his injured arm and started to pull him towards the kitchen’s marble island.

Danny blinked, non plussed as his hearing picked up a thundering of feet as the present family members scrambled towards Damian’s distress call.

“Wait, Damian, I’m fine. It’s-”

“You have been impaled, you imbecile! Had it been any of the other simpletons, they would have-!”

“Ouch.” Danny put his other hand in mock hurt over his slow-beating heart. He literally doesn’t care about the butter knife. He’s just impressed there was enough force in there to impale him. “Are you calling me names now? After- gasp- stabbing me?”

Before Damian could reply, the beginnings of regret, remorse, and guilt on his face, Alfred, Dick, and Bruce burst into the kitchen.

“What happened?!”

“My word, master Danny!”

“What is it?!”

“I’m fine. It’s like a small stab. Not even a big stab. I’m good.”

Dick paled, seeing Danny’s arm clutched in Damian’s hand.

“That’s- that’s a knife. In your arm. How is that ‘fine’?!”

“What happened.” Bruce asked Damian, gently removing Danny’s arm from Damian’s death clutch.

“I- I did not mean to,” Damian starts, guilt coloring his voice.

“He didn’t,” Danny cuts in. “I startled him and got stabbed for being dumb. I won’t fault him for having a defense mechanism like that, ancient knows what I might do if you guys startled me.”

The awkward silence that settled at his words made Danny twitch awkwardly.

“Uh, so, can I add this knife to my collection? Even if I didn’t get mugged?”

“Danny.”

“Bruce.” Danny stared stubbornly back. With his uninsured hand, he patted Damian on the head. He was going to enjoy the fluffiness before Damian’s guilt was no longer enough to hold him back from snapping at Danny’s hand like a grumpy alligator. Bruce loses, obviously. He’s a teenager who was also an ex-vigilante. Batman’s got nothing on a determined halfa.

“Master Danny, I must insist you refrain from getting stabbed. There is only so much gauze and antiseptic cream in the house.” Alfred returned- huh, when did he leave?- with a med kit.

Danny called bullshit because he knows there’s a whole ass medical bay beneath the manor.

“Sorry.”

“No need to apologize.” Alfred said, promptly beginning the extraction of the butter knife.

“Are you okay?” Dick asked, hovering worriedly. “He- are you…?”

Damian was allowing Danny to ruffle his hair, so…

“Yep, I’m good. This isn’t even on my top thirty most painful stabbings,” and it really wasn’t. That honor was given to the GIW and that one time Jazz accidentally stabbed him with her earrings. “That was pretty impressive, actually. It’s like, a butter knife. The other ones had pointy ends.”

“Do not clump me with those pathetic wastes of spaces. I am naturally superior and would… would never harm you on purpose.” Damian said, getting quiet at the end like he was trying to plead to Danny to believe him.

“Of course not. But- if you want help me keep the knife, you can hit me with a mug, it would technically be a mugging.”

The pun got the desired effect. Damian leaned away with a disgruntled look and Dick stopped hovering as close in order to let out a small cackle.

“Done.”

“You should go get changed, kiddo. We’re going to see Tim’s photography at the Gotham Gallery today.”

“Oh, for real?” Danny patted Damian’s fluffy hair one last time, pushing away from the counter. “Oh, I’ll clean up here first and-”

“That will not be necessary,” Alfred scolded, a mop somehow already in his hands. “Please see to it you are prepared for the day.”

“Thanks, Alfred. Can I keep the knife.”

“Very well.”

“Sweet. See you guys later?” Danny pranced off after seeing the nods.

——

“He’s… he got stabbed a lot. Before us, I mean.” Dick tapped a furious rhythm onto the counter. “Not that we’ve stabbed him until now but even once is concerning for a civilian.”

“He was used to it.” Bruce replied.

“Perhaps we should join Todd in his endeavor and ensure that his worthless tormentors are permanently out of the picture.”

“God, he said top thirty. He was counting.”

Damian silently withdrew a kitchen knife.

“No murder with my quality chef’s knives, Master Damian.”

“Tt.”

“Master Jason follows the same rules. Now, out of the kitchen. I may be old, but I remember the last time master Bruce and master Dick stepped foot in here and I will not have a repeat.”

[asaethiel]

1/2 of the messiest polycule in the queer housing facebook group AKA i just finished imperial radch

[fictional2dcharacters]

Guess who thought of something and then had a hyper fixation!!

It was me :)

I thought of Ohn angst and IMMEDIATELY had to draw it because Ohn and Hong could NOT have been treated well while in the cat tribe

so I drew her waking up from nightmares in hysteria :D

Because don’t you love it when an incredibly abused and damaged person helps another incredibly abused and damaged person(I’m talking about Cale and Ohn)

This took like 4-5 hours or something.

(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)

Huge shoutout to Saddist’s “Sunsprite Eulogy” passerine animation because looking for a reference on Pinterest to match the idea I had in my head, Wilbur having a breakdown ended up being my reference for these LMFAO

[thewritingowl]

Danny, in his teen angst era: What's the worst that can happen? I die? Been there, done that, not gonna do it again.

Bruce, who has been spending the past two weeks reviewing the footage of Danny being vivisected: I--

[keyslox]

GRAAAA THEM HI I LOVE THEM

[very-uncorrect]

One of my favourite early years Sonic and Tails dynamics is Sonic deciding he's gonna adopt Tails after approximately 2 seconds of knowing of his existence whilst little toddler Tails is terrified that Sonic is gonna abandon him like everyone else even after months of them travelling together

[strayheartless]

There is a wonderfully loud three year old in my house and while my sensory issues don’t think it’s a vibe, my fic brain is now thinking about how baby Cloud just wouldn’t be like that.

Three year old Cloud is, first of all, tiny. Like, he’s properly, properly small. His Ma really doesn’t have much in the way of money so they rely on hunting and foraging, which didn’t always garner the best results so Cloud was skin and bone for most of his childhood.

Cloud didn’t speak for a long time. He could, physically he actually had quite a developed vocabulary on account of Claudia constantly talking g and reading to him. But he didn’t want to talk for a very long time.

Cloud didn’t play like other kids. It’s my personal headcanon that Cloud is on the spectrum so I often imagine him lining up his tin soldiers, but I also imagine he was obsessive about brushing his Sephiroth dolls hair.

He had dolls of Angeal and Genesis too that he played with, but he took the Seph doll everywhere. To the store? Better take sephiroth in case of monsters. To the Forest? Better take Sephiroth in case of monsters. Bedtime? Sephiroth will keep watch.

Baby cloud wasn’t cuddly. He wanted to be. God was he desperate to be cuddly, but adults have smacked Cloud in the face for less. Not Claudia, never Claudia but one of the first memories Cloud has from his childhood is being three years old and struck across the cheek by a lady in the general store for being ‘rude’ and not answering her.

The times Claudia can coax him into her arms are special because they are the times Cloud talks. He sits in the circle of her arms and plays with her fingers and speaks just above a whisper about the new newspaper pictures of Sephiroth, or chatters placidly about the vegetables in the allotment and the ones he wants to grow in the summer.

I feel like actually Seph and Cloud would bond over how badly adjusted both of them were as children. Cloud shares being dragged in front of the town council and publicly caned and humiliated after saving Tifa. Sephiroth shares the time that Hojo injected with a test drug in front of president Shinra after he dared to question orders. Angeal, Genesis and Zack sit in silent horror though the entire conversation.

Cloud giggled very rarely, and the first time Claudia ever heard him laugh in delight was the birthday he got the FIRSTS dolls. He immediately enacted the latest Wutai defence strategy that was in the papers, going outside to draw battle lines in the sand and set up a battle front against the vegetable patch.

Clouds has a problem with authority… the problem is he’s scared stiff of it. There are certain words that will have Cloud lock up and not be able to speak or move. The firsts learn this the hard way. A single ‘don’t’ is enough to pull him up short, but the first time Genesis yelled at him as his mentor Cloud reacted so badly he disassociated hard. All Gen said was ‘how dare you…’ but it was enough. One second he’s angry about insubordination, the next he’s following a sprinting cloud into the bathroom to rub his back through panic induced nausea.

One day I’ll stop torturing him. Today… is not that day.

[psychofreakforc]

Hcs on the most underrated duo

-When Tara and Sam get into a fight, Tara goes to Kirby's place and complains until Kirby has to take her back to their apartment and force sam and tara to talk like the two adults they are.

-Kirby made Tara promise to send her location whenever she goes somewhere without sam (or without sam knowing.)

-and Tara, on the other hand, made Kirby promise not to tell Sam where she is.

-Kirby and Tara often go shopping together, and whenever they go, they buy Sam a gift.

-Kirby, as the older sister she is, is very protective of Tara

-but what Kirby and Tara have in common is that they both are incredibly protective of Sam. They interrogate Danny every time he takes her on a date.

-They once had a horror movie night and they ended up fighting the all time because Kirby's taste in movies is way more like Mindy's taste than Tara's taste.

-indeed, Kirby calls tara "movie snob" and Tara goes on a rant about how liking elevated horror movies DOES NOT make you a movie snob but it only proves that she has a better taste than Kirby.

-Tara started spending so much time with Kirby that, at one point, Kirby had to force her to go out with people her age instead of hanging with a 30 years old FBI agent

-Tara and Kirby are able to talk about Jill and Amber only with each other

[fastcardotmp3]

steve and eddie bonding over shared trauma is old news let them bond over being petty over the same harmless annoyances like the gossipy old ladies they were born to be

[genlossneeg]

You know what fuck you (found families your rgbtrio)

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

What if what if I what if if I what if if I could what if I went crazy what then what then what then

I know Sonic does manage to turn into Super Sonic just in time to save everyone after that idw panel, but at the time of reading all I could think was how Classic Sonic had arrived in the nick of time to save him before in Forces

But that this time there is no Sonic to show up out of nowhere to defend him or comfort him🥲😭

[shadowinthetreesbutcooler]

red team are FULLY going feral im so here for it, cellbit vouching for cannibalism and getting excited, baghera wanting to build a dirt shack and everyone wanting to crawl into a cave and chase people through the woods

[breakerbeam]

now it's your life, you'll say "it's all mine"

[spineless-lobster]

IM NORMAL ABOUT HIM IM NORMAL ABOUT HIM IM NORMAL ABOUT HIM IM NORMAL ABOUT HIM IM NORMAL IM NORMAL IM NORMAL IM NORMAL IM MORMAL!!!!!!!!!!!

[crimeronan]

thinking about how scared odalia was of the golden guard and how he could've made her do ANYTHING and it's making me so fond. consider. almost canon-compliant AU where after eclipse lake, hunter feels pretty bad about how things went down with amity, but not QUITE bad enough to defect, so he starts making increasingly stupid and unreasonable demands of amity's parents instead. amity - who has ZERO ability to put two-and-two together wrt what she told hunter about her upbringing - is like "....does he think this is going to upset me?? is this his way of being passive-aggressive?? literally... why would i care. i hate my mom so much. ah well. if it keeps him away from luz he can have at it" meanwhile hunter's just out here like "i'm really sorry i threatened to kill your girlfriend i also like her a lot and am so fucking unhappy. for reasons that i'm Sure are unrelated to that. hey tho. if i make your shitty mom so miserable that instead of being rude to you, all she has the energy to do is come home, get drunk, n go to bed....... are we like..... are we cool,"

[mollfie]

Baldur's Gate could do with more party interactions. One thing I liked in Inquisition was the characters talking to you about other party members or about your relationship. Inviting you to hang out with them like pulling pranks with Sera, Iron Bull having you sit with him while you eavesdrop on the soldiers' thoughts on the Inquisition, playing Wicked Grace together, seeing Cullen and Dorian play chess, and then getting to play yourself, etc. More cutscenes revolving around friendship and comradery would have been great.

Flavour.