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ghost-bxrd · 16 hours
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Hi! I was wondering how Talon! Dick would react to Jason getting hurt during patrol or maybe getting sick and leaving him unable to talk, or when he does it's super raspy and quiet, and he can barely make his own noises too? 🦉
Okidoki let’s go with him being sick! (Cuz, you know, him being hurt and unable to talk… at all, is gonna happen in about… oh! Thirty days!) If it’s the first time it happens, Dick absolutely assumes Jason is dying and panics accordingly.
You know that stupid cold where you wake up one morning after feeling completely fine the day before but suddenly your throat feels like you swallows razors and any sound you try to make is like a crow on crack? Yeah. Like that.
Dick absolutely loses it and starts going straight into hardcore survival mode. Jason gets squirreled away into the most remote place in the manor with dozens of blankets and pillows. Food and water vanishes from the kitchens, along with whatever kind of first aid meds and utensils he can scrounge from the cave before Bruce comes back.
When Alfred and Bruce return from a gala… the manor is quiet. Too quiet. And Bruce immediately heads to Dick and Jason’s rooms only to find them both empty. Cue: Bruce and Alfred start panicking because the place looks like a tornado blew through it. The nests are gone, everything is in disarray, and the boys are nowhere in sight.
Conclusion: a kidnapping must have occurred.
So while Batman inspires the fear of god in every small time criminal and rogue on the streets by being MUCH MORE violent than usual (by the end of the night everyone knows to stay indoors if you’re crooked cuz the Bat’s gone crazy looking for his birds) and some of the more sensible rogues band together to find out who took Talon and Robin (nobody), Dick is still freaking out because he’s sure Jason is dying (he’s not, calm down Dickiebird).
Jason just lays back and allows the smothering (and is very happy when he finally manages to get Dick to bring him a pen and notepad for communication), Dick calms down considerably once they’ve established Jason is just a little sick (“Yes, cuddles actually help. No I’m not shitting you, they do! Btw get me some ibuprofen pls”) and not, in fact, dying. (Dick doesn’t fully believe it but Jason is still snarky so it can’t be too bad quite yet right?)
Alfred ends up finding them while Dick is down in the kitchens searching for the ibuprofen and very nearly starts yelling before thinking better of it (he was very worried okay cut him some slack).
Thirty minutes later Bruce is also back at the manor (after nearly causing several head on collisions) and hovering anxiously, torn between lecturing his kids and just— holding them and never letting go.
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tanglepelt · 1 year
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Dc x dp idea 11
More of a funny shenanigans one.
Danny has been chasing his rouges all throughout the country. Whatever city he is in some form of shenanigans occur. Due to the GIW he decided to do it human. He has his parents travel devices and inventions so it will be easy peasy.
Metropolis he steals some kryptonite and feeds it to cujo. Obviously cujo is coming as a guard dog. Danny can’t control him plus the dog could smell the ecto candy. Danny is munching some as well all while he soups whichever rouge it is.
Central city he bugs the flash about how he could mess with the flow of time. He thinks it’s cool and clockwork allows it cause it’s funny. (Clockwork let’s ppl figure out not to mess with time themselves. Danny leaned when vlad ended up with his mom and jack had ecto acne flash would figure it out) But he just tells it to Barry no care that he isn’t in costume.
Runs into wonder woman and is just an absolutely fanboy. Gushing. About everything she’s done. He drops knowledge about feats he shouldn’t know cause pandora told him stories about her.
Runs into Constantine and just praises him for his soul selling. It’s just chaos whenever the ghost council meets. Danny is a gremlin he got in a prank war with vlad he absolutely would think it’s hilarious. He knows a few beings who bought his soul as well and name drops them.
Youngblood wants to do an underwater adventure. He’s been a cowboy and pirate so why not underwater diver. So now Danny is in the ocean dealing with an enemy aqua man can’t see. Aqua lad is just describing Youngblood with googles on. Danny has a fenton work product letting him dive in the sea. Anything with Youngblood is a shenanigans enough said.
In Gotham he wasn’t expecting a not quite a halfa, red hood. Now when his rouge goes to cause property damage he goes to soup them. It sucks in red hood. Danny didn’t want red hood soup.
Danny then panics trying to release the thermos. All while the batfam are watching the exchange. Danny is frantically apologizing and just failing to open it.
By the time he gets it open he is just embarrassed. His rouge is free and took off. So Danny goes invisible forgetting he was supposed to act human and pretends it never happened.
The next justice league would be hilarious
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My take on stalker!Tim:
Robin!Jason gets distracted during a patrol and doesn’t meet up with Batman, who panics is mildly concerned. Jason doesn’t want to reveal the real reason he got distracted (could be something he was working on for Bruce or just him being a cute baby nerd) so he makes something up the spot. A kid! He saw a kid. It was definitely child shaped. And. Uh. Photography! That’s right, he saw a kid taking photos and made sure he got home safe.
Batman: Photography?
Robin!Jason: Yeah, uh, nighttime photography.
Batman: At midnight?
Robin: I mean, it’s not a school night.
Batman: What were they taking pictures of?
Robin, panicking and going to the first thing he can think of ch just so happens to be last Sunday when Dick called Bruce an emotionally repressed furry: Uh, wildlife?
Bruce is skeptical but honestly he’s seen weirder things even tonight so as long as the kid got home safe…
Jason proceeds to use this same excuse a few more times.
Batman: Don’t tell me, it was the kid again.
Robin!Jason: You just missed him.
Batman, who isn’t feeling strong parental feelings at all: Hrn.
Okay so then fast forward a few years. Jason is on his little murder training gap year and Tim has shown up to the manor trying to fix the disaster that is currently Bruce Batman Wayne. Dick, trying to bond with the kid now that it’s apparent he’s not going anywhere, asks what Tim’s interests are.
Tim: Well, I like photography, and…
Dick, putting two and two together and getting forty-seven: Ohmygosh you’re the kid.
Tim: The what now?
Dick: The kid with the wildlife photography.
Tim, thinking about that one competition he entered a year ago: Uh, I guess?
Dick thinks that’s how Tim figured out all their identities. He thinks he has it all figured out. He does not. Bruce now thinks he has it figured out too. He does not. Tim is unaware there was something to be figured out. Jason is off learning the finer points of poisoning or something idk.
So skip forward some more and Jason is back, minus some murder attempts or whatever because this is crack, and Dick is now trying to get his two brothers comfortable with each other. It is not working. Finally, Dick remembers they’ve definitely met before.
Dick: So, do you remember meeting Tim before?
Jason, whose memory resembles Swiss cheese but is fairly certain he never met Tim before now: Uh…
Dick: He’s the kid! The one with the wildlife photography!
Jason, suddenly remembering the excuse he used several times as Robin: The what now?
Tim, knowing full well that Jason was very dead at the time he submitted anything in a wildlife category: The what now?
Jason pulls Tim into a hall closet to interrogate him about this.
Tim: There’s like five rooms right here that no one has stepped in in a month. Why are we in a closet?
Jason: What, exactly, did Dick mean by you were the one with the wildlife photography, because I’m pretty sure that was just an excuse I made up but now I don’t know.
They figure it out. They also agree to just let that belief be. Jason doesn’t want to admit he made that all up. Tim doesn’t want to admit he thought Dick had gone to his art competition thing before they even officially met. Tim also doesn’t want to explain how he actually figured out their identities because this sounds way cooler. So they decide to just roll with it.
Damian shows up and tries to hunt down Tim’s early photos of Batman. Tim and Jason get really into making it look like he just keeps missing it. Barbara knew about all of this the entire time but no one asked her so she didn’t bother to fill them in.
Everyone else that joins the family after that point and hears the story of Jason and Tim supposedly meeting while Jason was Robin has the exact same response: “Oh, ‘cause Batman’s a furry. Right.”
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call-me-strega · 9 months
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Dc x Dp prompt #1: Angel
I'd like to preface this by saying I'm incorporating tropes I've seen in other posts.
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Jason has been a lot happier recently. His Pit Rage has been getting less and less frequent, he's cooking and coming over to the manor a lot more, and he even let Dick hug him last week without threatening bodily harm!
The rest of the batfam, while happy for him, are curious about the change. So one night at dinner they ask him what's up with him and why he's so happy recently. Surprisingly, instead of taking it the wrong way and getting mad Jason is eager to share.
Apparently, Jason has a boyfriend now. Yay!
He goes on and on about this civilian he met after stoping a cult who was trying to summon a deity and how he is this nerdy college kid who really likes space and how their civilian identies shared the same Gen Ed course so he made an effort to become friends. Turns out that nerdy space guy had caused the initial improvement in mood and his offer to go on a date to an incredibly diverse and well-stocked library had been the cherry on top.
The only thing is that Jason didn't want them stalking the guy and refered to him around the family exclusively as "Angel". Everyone thinks that's just a cute pet name he gave the guy as a way to both reference and distract the civilian from the cult ritual he was probably rescued from. Little do they know that it's actually because "Angel" was not a victim of the cult ritual but the summonee, that appeared in the form of a biblically accurate angel.
One day some supernatural entity decideds to attack Gotham and everyone is calling whoever they can think of for back-up. Batman calls Constantine, Nightwing calls Zatana, Red Robin and Robin are contacting the Justice League, and even Red Hood seems to call someone.
The situation is getting desperate. The JL is here but at most the can just slow the supernatural being down. Constantine and Zatana are still 20 minutes out and things are looking bad when another Eldritch Being spawns and seems to take down the threat in one move.
Everyone stands stunned as the being turns to them and in a booming voice exclaims "DON'T BE AFRAID. I WAS CALLED TO HELP". They all go through several emotions upon hearing those words. Where did this being come from? Is this a biblically accurate angel? Who called it here to help? Was it Zatana or maybe Constantine? Are they here yet? Upon looking around it is found that Zatana and Constantine are not here yet and the heroes get ready to engage this being carefully when a voice calls out
"Angel!"
Everyone whips their heads around to see Jason climbing over debris towards the Eldritch Being in front of them. The Batfam feels faint with a creeping realization and Superman swears he heard Batman's heart skip a beat for a second. Before anyone can ask Jason what he's doing the being shapeshifts into the much smaller form of a young fae-like creature with pointed ears, fangs, stark white hair, and vibrant green eyes floating in the air. He flys over to Jason before a flash of bright light leaves a young man deep black hair and frosty blue eyes in Jason's arms.
Jason turns to introduce his boyfriend to his family and the League only to find that Batman has fainted, a panicking JL, and a gobsmacked Zatana and Constantine have who've arrived in time to see the transformation. As Zatana and Constantine begin to freak out and prepare defensive magic Batman comes to and levels a scowl at Jason.
"Hood, I think you have some explaining to do."
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Jason: the Batfam member I see most as my brother is Tim
Dick: What!!! That's no fair, I should be your brotherly-ist brother!
Dick: No offense Timmy.
Dick, turning back to Jason: But I am the one who has been your brother longest, I helped you kill that druglord, I even gave you some of my cookie dough last week!
Bruce: uhhh, back to the druglord thing-
Steph: You shared your cookie dough with him!
Jason: Sorry Dick, but there is one thing that makes you brothers more than anything else, not blood, or time, but...
Jason and Tim at the same time: Contempt
Jason: I have contempt for Tim, like all siblings should. Really the only thing I love more than hating Tim is shit talking other people with Tim. That form of contempt is how siblings bond and I will just say, surprisingly I love bonding with Tim even more than I love terrorizing Tim
Tim: aww, I didn't know we were that close
Jason, panicking cause he doesn't wanna ruin their dynamic: *punches Tim in the gut and runs out*
Tim, shouting after him: You can't take it back now, you ass
Jason: *turns around while running to give Tim the middle finger*
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Ever since Penguin had found that street rat and offered him a job his life had been on easy street.
The young man had been wearing a bandana over the bottom half of his face while cleaning the floors of one of his establishments when the bats came crashing in through a skylight, showering both of them in glass.
The fight began quickly after that, the man in his confusion threw one of the bats away from him, which turned out to be a mistake. They now saw him as a goon and began attacking him too.
Panicking, Danny didn't want to lose his job. He didn't want to go back to living on the streets...so he made a decision. He used his intangibility to run through one of the bats and grabbed penguin who was already handcuffed and subdued.
Then they were gone.
The bats checked their thermals, checked for energy readings, everything, but the two were gone.
Penguins new goon was a meta who could teleport. Worse. He may have just become the Penguins private bodyguard.
They were right of course. Penguin took care of his own and Danny adored being cared for. Cobblepot gave him whatever he wanted and the ghost felt he was in to deep to tell his boss no when it came to most jobs. He always did have a problem with giving his loyalty to people who didn't deserve it. His own parents were a testament to that...to think his death hadn't actually been an accident...
This continues with the bats trying to stop Penguins plots and trying to find a way to stop or investigate this new meta and coming up with nothing cause "Ghost" isn't even from thier multiverse.
This all changes though when Catwoman informs them that Phantom has a massive crush on Red Hood.
Everyone looks to Jason who refuses to play around with some guys heart. He's done a lot of messed up things but hes not that scummy. The others protest saying that's not what they wanted and Hood does eventually agree to meeting with the guy and is caught off guard by how excited the guy is to meet him.
He treats him like an actual hero. He insists that he is one. Danny then drops some of his own tragic backstory about his insane mad scientists parents who experimented on him and his sister thier whole lives with this green glowing death water and how it didn't do much until they murdered him and led him to believe it was an accident.
They thought he survived.
He didn't. Its one of the things he liked about Red Hood. He wasn't actually revived either.
Jason demanded to know what he meant, but Danny only responded, "You're one of us." Before vanishing again.
Jason is more than a little freaked out.
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raineydays411 · 8 months
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My fathers daughter pt 12
It all comes out sometime
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"Jay?" You ask.
"Yeah its me. How the fuck did you get access to the coms?" He asks amused at your actions.
"Trust me hacking this isn't any harder than hydra files" You say passively, " Anyways that's not important, I think I can help with this Joker thing."
"Wait? Really?" He ask seriously, "Y/n, listen carefully, I need you to go into Bruce's office and find the big ass clock --"
"Yeah I already found the secret hide out" You say annoyed, "Mommy dearest kicked me out before I could tell her how I could help."
Jason sighed, knowing that his mother probably tried to use her mom voice on you. " Yeah, she told us she didn't want you to be in the whole vigilante think."
The anger that was simmering under your skin came back, but before you let it get the best of you, you continued. Knowing that this information was more important than whatever mommy issues you had.
"Right, well that's not important." You say," Listen to me now."
"I'm listening." Jason grunted, sounding like was punching someone,
"Whatever chemical agent Jackass put in his venom is the exact same stuff that was used to brainwash the Winter Soldier" You say quickly.
"Kid, I wanna believe you but how do you know that? Tim was just able to get a sample and process it."
"Because, I was told that every antidote you use only makes the effects stronger right?"
"Right" He says strained
"In order to make sure that the Winter Soldier stayed the Winter Soldier and not Bucky, Hydra had to make sure his brain produced a certain amount of hormones. And that whatever anybody used, the effects couldn't reverse. Hence chemical X."
"Chemical X?"
"The name is to long for me to attempt to pronounce, anyways, lucky for us, my daddy just so happened to create a serum that undoes Chemical X. And if I check," You pause, taking over the computer downstairs, and checking the sample Tim had sent in, " The component is there."
"Well I'll be damned"
"Exactly. Now, I need you to find a lab or something. This serum was made with the intention of being made on the fly. So everything you need should be there." You say pulling up a map of Gotham general.
"Wait, I need to tell Bruce." Jason said, " Joker said he had the only antidote and he's fighting him right now"
"No thats not possible. The only ones who know about it is my father and I." You said worridly.
Meanwhile while you were upstair lending a helping hand, downstairs Christine and Alfred were panicking because they lost control of Jason's com and the main computer.
'Alfred I can't find him" Christinen cried, " How did he just disappear like that?
"I don't know miss, there's no possible way he could've."
"Wait." Christine says looking up to the screen, " Bruce and Tim are gone"
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"How did you get con-"
"It's not important" You say cutting Batman off, " Listen to me, Joker doesn't have the cure."
"How do you know that?" The dark knight asks skeptically
"Because, until my dad figured it out, there was no cure." You say impatiently, " This chemical wasn't intended to have a cure."
"But you figured it out?"
"YES" You shout frustrated at the constant repetition, " DO you want the step by step or do you want to save lives?"
"hm" Bruce grunted, " And you know how to make it?"
"I do." You say earnestly
There was a pause, you heard grunting and what sounded like fighting in the background.
On Bruce's side, he managed to get the Joker disarmed and tied up.
He searched him for what he claimed was the vial containing the cure. But upon finding it, the Joker decided to throw his head back connecting with Batman's face. The sudden impact caused him to drop the vial, shattering it on the linoleum floor. The liquid oozing out and burning a hole into the floor.
"Ooops" the Joker cackled, " Aww poor Batsy, I guess I may have told a little white lie"
As Bruce rose from the floor, Robin ran in holding another vial
"Batman, the antidote." He says with a stern look on his face.
The smug smile fell from the Jokers face as he looked at the preteen.
"Thats...that's not possible!" Joker cried out, " There is no cure. There was never a cure."
Batman looked Joker straight in the eye, " No Joker, it looks like you miscalculated."
And with that, a swift punch to the face knocked the Joker out. A breath of relief flowed from the Batfamily. Now they can focus on what really mattered, helping the infected.
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Back in your room you paced, after explaining how to make the cure, you hadn't hear back from the family. The anxiety you had building up in you made your heart feel as of it was going to explode.
"Y/n" Jasons voice came from your computer, " It worked."
You felt like crying, " Really? Are you for real?'
"No I'm lying and everyone died" Jason said sarcastically, " Yes I'm for real."
"Thank god" You said wetly
"Oh god are you crying?" Jason said uncomfortably
"No." and with that you disconnected, allowing access back to the main computer downstairs. After doing that you sat on your be, taking a couple deep breaths to calm yourself. But the tears kept flowing. You were so worried that you didn't get the information to Bruce on time. You were worried about the people that were exposed for too long. The ones that the antidote may not have worked on.
You may have been able to help a few but how many more could you have saved if you were listened to right away. The anger simmered back in your body.
You hated that Christine treated you as if you were a child. She completely disregarded what you had to say and took a shot at your father. At least he was smart enough to know that you were capable of more than just sitting and twiddle your thumbs.
You had half a mind to go down there and give her a piece of you mind. But before you could, a chime came from your phone
"Hey Starky! guess who's on the neighborhood <3"
Wade?
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By the time the Batman co. finally made it back to the cave they all were exhausted. Every single one of them wanted to get home and take a shower. Dick and Jason would be staying at the manor simply because they couldn't muster up the energy to make their respective journeys back home. Damian and Cass were knocked out in the back of the batmobile and even Bruce was having a hard time staying awake while driving.
Honestly, ever since his family was created, Bruce/Batman became less about vengeance and more about protecting the city that he and his family live and care about. And maybe, if there was anyway that he can help mend the relationship between your family and his, perhaps you can be a part of his team as well, as sad at it was to say your hacking skills were way above his and Tims.
Lost in thought, Bruce didn't realized that when he pulled in Christine was in borderline hysterics and Alfred looked a little more frazzled than usual.
"Oh! Bruce!", Christine cried throwing herself into the confused bat, " What happened?! Is everyone one okay?"
"Christine, darling what are you-" Bruce was puzzled, Christine always had somewhat of a flair for the dramatics but there should be no reason for her to be this worried, especially because she's able to see everything .
"I thought we lost you! All of you!" Christine cried, eyes welling up with tears," The coms cut our for what felt like hours and then the main computer crashed! Me and Alfred both were barely able to get it rebooted before you got here!"
"Wait, if the main computer crashed then how was Y/n able to talk to us through the coms?" Tim asked tiredly, only jolting awake when Jason harshly elbowed him, signaling him to shut up about your participation.
"What do you mean? Y/n has been in her room this whole time." Christine says with a look of confusion on her face.
The batfamily all looked at each other, silently daring each other to step up and tell the truth, and face the wrath of their mother. Even Bruce didn't want to rat you out, knowing where Christine stood on her thoughts of you being involved.
Now don't get the wrong idea, Christine is by definition an overprotective mother. Theres no doubt about that. But there is a reason as to why she wants you out of the hero life and spot life in general.
Firstly, you are Tony Stark's daughter. There is no getting around that. And being Tony Stark's daughter also means you're Iron Mans daughter. And that is the whole reason you are there in Gotham in the first place. Amidst all the familial drama, everybody seemed to forget that you are still being hunted by an anonymous group. But Christine hasn't. Every night she lies awake worried to death that that was the night they found you. That they would come for you.
Secondly, the villians that her husband and family deal with are...for lack of words psychoic. If they figured out that you, Iron mans daughter, was helping their enemy Batman there would be more people after you. And from what Christine has witnessed these people do, the horrors and atrocities they casually commit. That frightens her even more.
So, with that being said, the look on her families face and the circumstances that had just occurred, it wasn't hard for her to figure out the cause of their technical malfunctions. And what a coincidence that these malfunctions only happened after you were sent to your room.
"Bruce.", Christine said in a clam even tone, " What are you not telling me." She didn't ask she demanded.
"Darling." Bruce said in a pleading tone, " It was a long night for everybody, why don't we just discuss it in the morning"
"Discuss it in the morning?" Christine asked incredulously, " Discuss it in the morning?! Do you know how worried I was? How worried WE were" She gestures to herself and Alfred who looked mildly uncomfortable to be put in the argument, " We thought you were injured or worse DEAD!"
The kids tried to slowly back out, inching towards the elevator that you totally didn't know was there.
"Don't even think about it" Christine said without looking at them, " How dare you all? How dare you? I asked ALL of you for one simple thing. Just one. To keep her OUT of it."
"Christine that's hardly fair-" Bruce started to say before getting cut off.
"No! It is totally fair! There are PEOPLE after her. People who are still out there by the way! Tony and his team haven't been able to find them! They keep slipping away whenever they get close! They are out there, trying to get MY daughter, for god knows what!"
Bruce glances towards the staircase entrance but before he can say anything Christine goes on, " DO you understand how hard it has been to keep anything from this world from her!"
"Ma she grew up in this world, it's not fair to just cut her out" Jason cuts in, " She feels left out because we're all pretending like we aren't who we are and pretending as of we don't have The Tony Starks daughter in our house. She's not a civilian, she's in it."
"She is not just Tonys daughter she's mine too!" Christine shouts before tears start to drop from her eyes, " Shes MINE, she can't be taken from me."
In the batmobile, Cass buries her face into a sleeping Damians chest.
"Mom, do you think any of us would let that happen?" Dick finally speaks up, " I mean, come on have a little faith"
" I just wanted her to stay out of it, to get out for good."
" Darling, that girl was not made to stay out of things, look at whp her parents are," Bruce chuckled, " Besides, she's never going to come around if we don't fully open ourselves up to her as well."
"You have to admit Ma, fighting is the only way any of us bonded" Jason says, " Except me, she likes me."
"I don't know why " Dick says with a frown, still bitter at the fact that you had bonded with Jason before him.
Christine sniffled before saying, " I still need to go talk to her, the way she cut us off was unacceptable."
"But-" Tim finally spoke out but it was too late, Christine was already marching to the elevator, mind made up about scolding you for what she thought was a practical joke.
The rest of the team was left in the Bat cave shaking their heads at their mothers stubbornness.
Bruce's sighed and started to put things away, " There's going to be fight and I don't want to be in the middle of that."
The three awake boys nodded.
" Someone wake up Damian and Cass, they need to go to bed."
Jason and Dick pushed Tim forward, if there was one other thing they didn't want to get in the middle of, was those two and their sleep.
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Back upstairs you were filled to the brim with anger. You had gone downstairs to greet the returning heroes and rub your success in Christines face, only to overhear what you had already confirmed.
Christine had been purposefully keeping things from you. Not only about Bruce being Batman ( Which you already knew), but about your situation.
See, when you had first moved to Gotham, you knew that there would be almost little to no contact with your family. The few times you were able to talk to someone from back home it wasn't even your parents. Something about phone lines being traceable and unreliable.
The only line of communication was given to you by Natasha before you left, a single flip burner phone that was only to be used for emergencies.
But Christine apparently was getting updates directly from your father. Updates you were sure were meant to be given to you. So not only had she had a hand in the intentional isolation of you from her family, she was trying to isolate you from yours as well.
It made you so angry! You already have sacrificed so much just to be here and you didn't even want to be there in the first place. You ripped open your laptop and went to do a little digging. Upon doing that, you found about a dozen of lengthy emails from your father describing in great lengths about your situation and details about life back home. These emails were obviously meant to be read by you and they all were marked as read and filed away. How they got to the Batcomputer was unknown to you but as you scanned each word tears welled up into your eyes, you father had not forgot about you.
You sat on the bed, taking deep breaths trying to calm down. You managed to restrain yourself and not blow up at that woman in front of her whole family and you really were trying to calm down so you can have a mature conversation about it.
You were trying.
but then, "Y/n Stark how dare you disobey your mother!"
What?
"What?" You say eyes ripping open and anger finally bubbling over
"How dare you! I asked you for one thing! All I wanted was to make sure my family would have been okay!"
"And are they dead?" You ask bluntly, " Is everyone who was infected dead?"
Christine turned red, " That is not the point young lady and I don't appreciate you talking about your family like that."
"They are NOT my family!" You shout, " You are not my family"
'Y/n" Christine start but now you were the one to cut her off
"NO, and since we are on the topic of not appreciating things lets talk about how I don't appreciate how you have been deliberately LYING to me."
"Excuse me?" Christine asks angrily, " I will have you know that I do not have to disclose every single piece of information I have to yo."
" Not even when it's about my own father." You said with an even tone, " Or do you not have to disclose that piece of information to me."
Christine lifts her chine, " Y/n I have no idea what you are talking about?"
"Oh you don't?" You ask," So you and your husband aren't hiding emails from my father to me in that big ass computer?"
Eyes widen, " How do you -"
"How do I know about that?" You mock, " So it's true?"
"Y/n that's not the point" Christine started, " Your practical joke could have seriously put the lives of your siblings in danger."
" My siblings?" You ask, " They are not my siblings! I don't even know those people!"
Christine stays quiet, then shakes her head, " If you would just come out of the room and get to know them other than Jason-"
"Why so they could tell me how great you are?' You say, " So they can tell me memories they have of you being a good mother to them?"
Christine's eyes well up with tears, " Y/n that's not fair"
"Oh that not fair to you, mom?" you shout, " And it was so fair to me when you left me to raise another kid?"
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In the hallway Dick and Jason are paused half way up the staircase.
Dicks heart falls into his stomach at your comment, knowing that that kid you were talking about was him.
Jason on the other hand had a grim look on his face. He knew that this conversation needed to happen in order for anything to move on.He knew the years of resentment you were holding on to. It wasn't fair to you that everyone in this house had this subconscious expectation that you should just put those years behind you.
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"That is not what happened" Christine says wetly, " It was just hard, Y/n you don't understand."
"Hard?!" You shout angerliy, " It was hard? Hard for you to visit your daughter once every three fucking months? Was it hard for you to lead my dad on then crush his heart every time you left?"
"NO Y/N thats not true" Christine shouted but before she could continue you went on
"No???" you mocked, " Then what was it mom?"
" Everytime I went to see you, you had grown." Christine sniffs, " You had grown and had new adventures and stories and milestones that i was not a part of. I-"
"OH bullshit!" You shout
"Y/n." Christine says sadly
"NO, no you don't get to play that card! You left by choice!" You cry, " You left me by choice, you hid me away by choice! You chose this life for us."
" I loved you so much. I LOVE you so much Y/n!"
"You have a funny way of showing it." You say dryly, " You have this perfect life here. Perfect husband, a shit load of kids who adore you. I adored you. Why wasn't I enough?"
Christine's heartbroke and she couldn't answer you because truthfully, she didn't have an answer.
"And the one parent I was enough for I had to leave. I had to leave him and my mother behind for my other one who didn't want me. And I'm stuck in a house full of these kids who adore you and didn't know that I adored you well before them. And yet even though I'm here I'm alone. And that still isn't enough for you."
Christine wanted to say you weren't alone. You weren't because you have her. She's here for you, but that wasn't true. She hadn't been there. She wasn't there even when she was.
"You had to make me think my father forgot about me the way you did for what? So I can like you again? So I could forget all the times you promised you were going to come see me and you didn't? Why?"
"I..I just wanted to keep you safe.." Christine spouted pathetically.
"Safe?" You said, herding her towards your door, " No, everything you've done is because you want to look better. You're selfish. That's what you've always been"
And with that you slam the door in her face, startling the boys on the stairs and Christine as she didn't even realize that she was in the hallway.
Staring at your door she wept. For once, truly feeling the regret that she said she had been feeling. She did truly love you, she had not lied about that. To hear you finally say how you weren't enough for her broke her heart.
"Ma..are you okay?" Jason softly asked as Dick went to knock at your door, a bit angry at the way you spoke to his mother,
"Leave her be." A soft voice demanded from the hallway, " Dick, leave her be. Your mother was not the only one hurt in that conversation."
Bruce walked to Christine, and gently lead her to their room.
Upon the commotion outside, no one heard you open your window and slip out.
"It's about time, I almost died waiting for you."
"You can't die, that's your whole thing." You reply, wiping tears from your face.
"You're crying." Wade says in an unnaturally serious voice, " Do I have to kill your hot mom?"
You cringe, " No, just get me out of here."
"I could do that, actually I have a surprise for you~" He sings as he leads you to his taxi...
You heard what sounds like banging coming from the trunk and you're slightly scared to open it.
"Wade.."
"Oh don't be a pussy" He says opening the trunk.
Popping out with a gasp is
"Peter?" You say with a sigh, eyes welling up with tears again. You truly have missed your friends.
"That was not cool Wade!" He shouts, not grasping where he was, " The trunk smelled like nachos and vomit! I couldn't nngh-"
He grunts as you throw yourself into his arms, " Y/n.."
His arms wrap around you tightly, " Y/n what are you.. Where am I?"
"Gotham, now get me the hell out of here."
And with that, you're loaded into the car, taking the backseat with Peter and Wade in the front with an Indian man.
"Y/n this is Dopiender"
"Hello ms. Stark, I promise I will defend you with my life."
"Oh...well, thank you."
"This was surprisingly easy." Wade said as they pulled out of the long driveway, " Bruce Wayne should update his security."
What they didn't know, was that a pair of bright green eyes watched your reunion through the security camera in the Batcave. Squinting as they saw the tears flow freely through your face and noting the license plate and the men you were with.
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minty364 · 2 months
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Minty's Master Post
So, I've been asked a couple times for a master post
DPXDC Prompt #43
Danny had kept many secrets from his family over the years. He kept his history as an ex-assassin secret, the fact that he had a twin a secret, the fact that he had died (well half died), and he kept that he was technically king of all ghosts a secret too. He was gearing up to tell his parents about everything he was and this trip to Gotham that they were planning.
There was a science convention that his parents were invited too. Little did they know a group of cultists were planning on kidnapping his family as a sacrifice to the ghost king, they needed 5 and they figured the Fentons would be good, a family of ghost hunters getting sacrificed to the king? They needed a 5th so they also kidnapped a Damian Wayne.
now all 5 of them are in a room, Danny doesn’t even know what’ll happen when the summoning doesn’t work and he knows it won’t seeing as you can’t summon the king into a room he’s already in.
DPXDC Prompt #61
In one universe Damian was sent to live with his father at age 10, in another he winds up escaping Nanda Parbat to America after faking his death. He changed his name to Danny and moves in with a family called the Fentons. Danny dies and is revived by the portal and even becomes king of the infinite realms.
Danny falls through a portal into Gotham but not his universes Gotham but one where he becomes Robin instead. He and Robin meet and of course this version of him assumes Danny’s a clone. Everyone else is just confused and Danny just wants to go home to his universe or does he since the GIW doesn’t exist in this universe…
DPXDC Prompt #108
When you meet your soulmate you both feel it, you know down to your bones that this person was meant to be with you for life, if you’re unable to find them before you pass on, your ghosts will be unable to locate each other in the afterlife. The Fentons tried to make a way to locate your soulmate using ectoplasm, unfortunately for Danny he’s the only one in the family yet to find his. Jazz actually found hers when she started school in Gotham, some guy named Jason, if Danny remembered correctly. They try some experiments with Danny and something works just not as intended as with every piece of Fenton tech. Danny wakes up in an unfamiliar room and in an unfamiliar body. Looking around, it appears his soulmate is rich, he’s got to call his soulmate and explain the situation. He’s not looking forward to explaining his powers to them but if they’re going to be in his body best to let them know what to expect from Danny’s weird biology.
Damian woke up to an unfamiliar ringtone in an unfamiliar room. Assessing the situation he noticed the number from the phone was actually his own. Might as well answer it to see if he could get some answers.
DPXDC Prompt #128
No one was quite sure what happened, They had gone after Joker and while Batman was hesitant to allow Hood along he had gotten better about his anger and everyone else was busy with other rouges. one second Red Hood had a gun in Jokers face the next, there was a shift in Hood like he wasn’t himself anymore. Unfortunately it finally happened for Hood, his soulmate had reached 20 years of age and the two switched places. The person controlling his body now though was Danny Fenton who happens not to like clowns.
Danny was panicking and not realizing he was holding a gun pulls the trigger causing the Joker the go flying and Danny’s panic to increase 10 fold. He whips his head to get a look at his surroundings and that’s when he panics further and slowly places the gun on the ground and slowly raise his hands into the air. There in front of him was Batman and he knew he was in trouble. Still panicking he squeaked at the dark knight’s approach, “I’m sorry!! I- I guess I’m this guy’s soulmate. I didn’t mean to hurt anyone”
Jason meanwhile wasn’t fairing any better. He was pissed the clown was right in front of him and he was so close! He was in this scrawny body, his soulmate happened to be in Gotham but by the looks of it, he was in rough shape, a small fever was forming and it seemed like he had bandages wrapped around his torso. Jason doesn’t know what happened to him but he’s taking him to Alfred, he wasn’t going to let his soulmate bleed out in an alley even if he did have the worst timing.
DPXDC Prompt #136
Danny falls through a natural portal and gets turned into a dog. I’m thinking he gets turned into something husky adjacent like a pomsky or something. He gets found by Jon who wants to give him to his friend and possible crush Damian. Danny wants to get back he was in the middle of some ghost politics but this young kid seemed like he needed a friend. Danny could see through Damian’s cold exterior and what Danny saw was a little kid who went through a lot of trauma in his childhood and Danny wanted to protect him.
DPXDC Prompt #142
It was considered a pretty big deal when a new ancient gets born. Danny didn’t and wouldn’t know this when he gets into an accident. A signal went out to all magic users that the ancient of space was born as soon as he stepped out of the portal and then things changed. If you could make a deal with an ancient it increased your power way more than that of a demon. Soon Danny gets chased by all sorts of folk trying to make a deal with him. He then gets caught by John Constantine who takes him back to the safety of the watchtower. What is the safest place to put the space ancient? In space!
DPXDC Prompt #148
Danny didn’t want to go to the gala but since all of his friends were busy with their own soulmates there wasn’t much he could argue. Vlad invited his family and him to a gala out in Gotham and his parents jumped at the opportunity to show their madness with some of the elite. Danny couldn’t wait to get home, yes he knew he had a soulmate but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to pursue them or not.
They could feel each other’s emotions and his soulmate was an angry person. Danny’s whole life his soulmate acted mad and strangely prideful. But those didn’t compare to his fear, they seemed to have gotten themselves in trouble in the past and maybe even had a few close encounters with death. They also seemed to bottle feelings up from what he could tell his soulmate might not have had the best childhood but Danny couldn’t really say much on that.
Damian knew his soulmate was kind of soft. They seemed to get annoyed at his family typical for a teen. Of all the things he noted about him his dislike of Christmas was a little odd but not everyone has to like the holidays he supposed. His mother Talia imparted on him that he should protect his soulmate with his life when he finds him so he was very determined to find them. Of course galas we’re the best place to look so he desperately asked every time his father hosted one.
When this finally get's posted I've been trying for hours now, LMAO
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Can i request a gn!reader who’s been trained to be a weapon most of their life so they’re not really good with feelings? They’ve been adopted by the batfamily and they get hurt on a mission, they hide and stuff but dick or Jason (maybe both?) finds out, and like kinda scold them for not saying anything and ask why they would keep this a secret. The reader replies something ‘I just didn’t think it was a big deal’ IT WAS A BIG DEAL. So it’s just fluff and angst😇. You can end it with them having a movie night after patching reader up to feel better? You can change somethings up if it crosses your boundaries! <3
Hurt
Warnings: mild mentions of violence and wounds, cussing, mentions of past trauma, mentions of drug abuse, mentions of an old abusive home, bad writing, animal abuse. Please let me know if I miss anything
A/n: Hello and tysm for requesting!! I just wanted to let you know that if you are in an abusive relationship or family, you are not alone. If you are sensitive to content like this, please leave (respectfully ofc)
Enjoy!!
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You pressed yourself up against the rough alley wall, clutching your side in pure pain as tears threatened to fall down your face.
You squinted your eyes shut and gritted your teeth to hold back a grutal scream of pain and slid down the wall.
You were just out on patrol, as usual, when you heard various voices, laughter, and whines from the very same alley you layed in now; soaked in your own blood.
Without a second thought, you dove down into the alleyway. You immediately realized what was going on.
There were five men surrounding what seemed to be a puppy with various wounds.
You frowned. Damian would not have been happy if he saw this.
The men turned to look at you and you could tell some of them were panicked while the rest simply smirked and stared you down.
A large fight ensued between you and three of the men while the other two stood by and watched while also making sure the puppy wouldn't escape.
You took note of this and kicked down one of the men I the direction of the other two, causing him to stumble back, bringing the two with him.
The puppy escaped but you couldn't.
Soon they were all fighting you, and it was a bit too much for you to handle.
They kicked you over and over on your sides, punched you, spat at you, and even stabbed you.
You barely won the fight, and now you stared down at their bloody, unconscious bodies in pure hatred.
You couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed and upset with yourself.
Since the moment you were born, you were trained to be a weapon similar to Damian.
You absolutely hated it and you were more than happy when Bruce took you in, but you still felt ashamed any time you were beat in a fight.
You remember how your parents used to severely punish you any time you'd fail a mission or training.
They never held back when it came to your punishments. Even when you were a toddler.
They'd punch and kick you just like the men had and you fucking hated it.
You hated how it brought you back to those dark memories and you hated how it reminded you that you'd never fully recover from it.
Your new family always tried to convince you that'd things were different now; that you were safe.
You'd always try to believe them but there was always that lingering feeling that you were never good enough.
There was always a tiny little voice that screamed and yelled at you about how useless, weak, and annoying you were.
There was always that little voice that told you how much of a burden you were to your new and old family.
But that wasn't the problem right now.
The problem right now was how you'd get back to the batcave/manor without getting caught and interrogated by Bruce or any one of your other family members.
You scouted out for an idea in your head when you finally got one.
Damian, Bruce, and Tim were still out on patrol and Jason and Dick weren't even in the city.
So all you had to do was walk in through the front door with your spare key and pray that Alfred wasn't going to see you.
'Perfect ', you thought.
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You searched for your keys in your pocket until you finally got them.
Bruce gave it to you the first time you arrived a couple months ago, claiming that it'd help keep you safe.
You never really understood what he meant but you didn't really mind.
You sloppily fit the key into the whole and twisted it until you heard the familiar click of the door unlocking.
You cracked the door open and peeked in to see if anybody was around, and thankfully, there wasn't.
You fully pushed the door in and stepped in.
Closing the door behind you, you propelled yourself towards the grand stairs.
You immediately froze in your tracks when you heard two muffled voices coming closer towards your direction.
Who could that be? Nobody except aflred was home and these were two voices.
'Was it an intruder? ' You thought and immediately got into your fighting stance, fists up, ready to fight.
The voices inched closer and closer when you realized they sounded familiar, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it.
You held your stance when the owners of the voice stepped into your field of vision.
'Fuck! ' You immediately began panicking when you realized who it was. Dick and Jason.
They were about to ask you a question when you beat them to it. "What the fuck are you doing here!?".
"We should be asking you that" Jason retorted and you rolled your eyes.
You went back to your normal stance, trying to ignore the painful sting in your feet and arms.
Dick ignored Jason and turned you, signaling you to answer first.
You sighed in annoyance and began explaining your lie you made up on the way here. "I forgot my batarangs and came back here to get them".
They both gummed and not-so-subtly glanced at one another, clearly looking through your plain lie.
"Your lying," Jason stated plainly, "Tell us the truth"
But you completely ignored and asked once again; "now what are you two doing here?".
They frowned.
"If we tell you, will you tell us the truth?" Dick asked and you thought for a second.
You were already in too deep— there was no coming back.
So, you reluctantly nodded your head in agreement.
"Bruce called us in for an emergency meeting." Jason said plainly. "There. Now tell us the truth".
You hung your head low and noticed how your hands seemed to have had a seizure from all the shaking it was doing.
You felt as if they'd yell and punish your if you told them the truth. You knew that wasn't the case; you knew they weren't like that, but you couldn't help it.
Tears threatened to come falling down when you thought of another lie. Hopefully theyd believe you this time.
"I felt a bit tired and decided to come back early." You said a bit too quickly. "Goodnight" you murmered before rushing up the stairs and to your room.
They called after you to come back but you only ignored them and sped up.
Excruciating pain shot through your body with every step you took, but you couldn't care less.
Your hand barely touched the door handle when another one put a hand over yours, stopping you from opening the door anymore.
You looked up and saw Jason, jaw clenched as he stared into your soul.
Feeling a small bit of pressure on your shoulder, you looked and saw yet another big, rough hand rested upon your shoulder. Dick.
You shrinked the longer they stared at you until one of them spoke.
"What happened" Jason asked once again, voice as cold as his stare. Actually, he wasn't even asking, he was demanding.
You gulped and your eyes darted around the room but was quickly interrupted by another deep voice.
"Answer the question" Dick said coldly and you knew that there was no going back now.
You let go of the handle with a shaky breath and turned to face the two of them. Their arms were crossed as they stared down at you and you swore you felt tiny little bugs crawling up and down your entire body.
"D-do you promise not to be mad?" You asked in a small, shaky voice.
They were a bit taken back for a second but quickly recovered; hoping you didn't see their faces.
"Of course not" Dick reassured.
You still felt a bit uneasy about telling them what actually happened but you knew they'd never actually judge you.
"I was attacked by 5 men during patrol. I was trying to fight them off but I wad too weak," tears were now falling out your eyes and down your face. "I'm sorry" your voice was small like a mouse at the end.
Their icey gazes immediately warmed up as they began trying to reassure you.
"It's okay, there's no need to apologize" dick said as he brought his hands up to wipe your tears away with the pads of his thumb.
He held your face between both his hands and you couldn't help but lean into the unfamiliar touch.
"Are you hurt?" Jason asked
"Yeah... just a bit".
"Why did you tell us?" Jason asked in what seemed to be a hurt voice.
"I didn't think it was a big deal" you admitted sheepishly and dug your face more into Dicks hands as if trying to hide from your emberasment.
The truth was the complete opposite.
You knew it was a big deal but you didn't want to bother or burden anybody— especially not your brothers— with your wounds.
It was fucking painful but you thought you could patch yourself up.
You didn't need any help, right?
Right.
They were completely and utterly shocked— what do you mean no big deal!? This was a huge deal to them.
"What do you mean 'no big deal'!?" Jason asked, almost mockingly.
Dick scowled and sent him a glare, signaling at him to shut up.
A huge wave of guilt washed over Jason, but he didn't show it. "Sorry" he mumbled sheepishly.
"C'mon, let's take you to the medical room" he whispered into your ear as he lead you down the stairs and towards the batcave.
They placed you onto the small bed and in the bright florescent light, they could tell your injuries were definitely more than a big deal.
Blood covered your mask and suit. They could tell your leg especially hurt considering most of the blood came from there and your abdomen.
They didn't even understand how you even managed to walk— let alone up the stairs.
"Get me the med-kit" Jason demanded, pointing at Dick then the nearby meditation.
He was back in a flash with the med-kit and set it down beside you.
Jason opened it immediately and pulled out all the materials he needed.
Jason was always better when it came to patching up wounds compared to Dick. It was mostly because Jason got more hurt than Dick did during patrol, even though he'd never admit it.
His hands were fast but gentle as he began patching you up.
You had a high pain tolerance, so it only stang when he pressed the alcohol against your wounds.
Once he was finally done, he put away all the materials and turned to face you along with Dick.
You had since stopped crying and began pushing yourself off of the bed, standing up to your full length.
"Thank you" you mumbled, barely loud enough for them to hear.
They nodded and you began making your way towards the door when the stopped you.
"Hey" Dick said and you turned to look at him. You signaled for him to continue and he did, "you're not alone. You can always reach out to me or anybody else for help, okay?"
You nodded your head in agreement and they both smiled.
"Good."
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I'm not really happy with this one but oh well, I hope at least you enjoyed
-toes<3
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darkpeacemusic · 11 months
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Stealing the slashers weapons and bedazzling it
For Eg, Freddy's glove, Michals knife, Bubbas Chainsaw, Brahms’s..Doll?? Jasons machete
Lol I love this request.
Slashers Reaction to their S/O bedazzling their weapons
CW: Cussing on Freddy's part, mentions of murder and blood
Characters: Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers, Bubba Sawyer, Brahms, Jason Voorhees
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Freddy Krueger
"Yo, bitch? Have you seen my glove?" Freddy yelled across from the bathroom before going to the bedroom to look for it.
He searched through all the drawers of his wardrobe before he eventually found his glove covered in all kinds of gems and colored pink.
"What the fuck is this?!" Freddy would yell after seeing what happened to his glove.
He would look all over the house for you until finding you in the living room.
"Did you do this?!" Freddy asked.
"Of course I did, Freddy. I thought your glove needed a little more color." you reply to his question.
"How the fuck am I gonna kill people now?! I don't want to go around killing people with this!" he screams at you.
"Well, how you try it on, asshole?" you said, calmly.
"Fine but you own me another glove!" he said before trying the glove on.
After he did that, he looked at his hand and somehow he didn't get sick to his stomach too much.
he then looks at you and says, "You're lucky I love you stupid bitch. Otherwise, I'd kill you by now."
He would probably use the glove anyways because how would you even find a glove like that? Whenever he will kill his victims, he will definitely brag about how he looked fabulous while doing so.
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Michael Myers
Michael looked desperately for his knife, praying to god you didn't steal it to kill people again cause it was his job only.
He eventually finds it to see that it has been covered in glitter and sequins.
He would be very confused about why his knife is now a beautiful mess only to notice you putting your bedazzler away.
He would come at you very aggressively scaring you a bit.
He points to the knife and points at you like he was saying "Did you do this?"
"I thought your plain knife to be too boring so I wanted to make it pretty," you say to him.
He sighs in anger before walking off to cool down.
You were afraid that he was mad at you again.
A few hours went by before he came back with the bedazzled knife that was covered in blood.
"You used it???" you ask to him as he was standing in the doorway.
He exhales in response.
"You like it?" you ask again.
He nods in response before pointing at himself and at you.
"it reminds you of me?"
He nods in response as he holds you close to you with the knife still down and you kiss him in affection.
"I love you, Michael." You say as he sighs lovingly in response.
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Bubba Sawyer
Poor sweet baby is panicking when he is looking for his chainsaw. He was worried that one of his brothers stole and hid it just to mess with him.
He went to his room to find it completely covered in sequins and glitter.
He would be very confused and worried about why his chainsaw was now covered in that stuff before he saw you walking by.
He grunted for your attention and you looked at him.
He showed you the chainsaw and grunted in a confused manner.
"Oh, I did that. I thought your chainsaw looked too ugly and decided to brighten it up a bit." you explain.
The sweet baby would be so happy that you thought of him. He wouldn't even focus on the fact that his chainsaw was ruined and hugged you tightly, snorting in happiness.
He would most definitely use the chainsaw cause it would make the killings more fun. Of course, he would have his parents permission to do so.
The brothers will taunt him endlessly when he chooses the bedazzled chainsaw until you glare at them do stop and they do.
Bubba would do everything to clean the chainsaw in between killings as he doesn't want to ruin your work. He loves you and the work that you do.
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Brahms
"Y/N, have you seen my doll anywhere?" Brahms asks you before you quickly put away your bedazzler.
He soon notices his doll with his clothes covered in beads and sequins.
"Y/N, why is my doll's clothes different?"
"I wanted to give your doll a bit of color. Do you like it?" you ask him.
"I.... love it." He says.
"You do?" you ask.
"I think it looks beautiful just like you." he says honestly.
He will definitely keep it but like Bubba, he would do everything to keep it clean so he can continue to be a good boy for you.
He would hug it every night he would go to bed because it would remind him of you much to your happiness.
It would even make the trespassers of his home be too distracted by the doll before he kills.
He's basically grateful that he has someone like you in his life.
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Jason Voorhees
Jason grunted in anger as he looked all over his shack for his machete.
After finding it on the table, he sees that it has been bedazzled in bright colors.
He turns over to the bedroom where you were putting the bedazzling kit under the bed before he kicks the door down in anger.
"Who got away this time?" you asked nervous.
He will grab you by the shoulder and pulls you to face him.
He pulls his machete out and exhales in anger.
"Umm, yes I did that."
He growls lowly.
"But I just wanted to brighten up your machete. Like come on Jason. Your mom would agree with me that it's time to change your weapon up a bit."
He growls before he walks away in anger with the machete in his hand.
"Wow, such a grumpy pants." you thought, rolling your eyes.
He would probably try to throw it away before his mother would yell at him not to do it.
"Jason! Don't do it! She did it for you!" His mom would scold.
Jason looked at the machete before sighing and nodding.
He would probably try to use it on the first set of victims until he realizes that this may not be so bad.
After killing all the teenagers, he walks back home and puts his machete on his stand.
"You didn't throw it away?" you asked from the doorway to the bedroom.
He shakes his head no and turns to you.
He hugs you tightly and you hug him back as he gives you that loving gaze before kissing you.
He may have not liked what you did but he always will love you for thinking about him.
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I had a random thot with Jason. It’s been a long enough time since he’s taken you, but you’re still trying to brush off any affectionate or romantic gestures from him by putting up a front. Maybe not in a you don’t love him anymore type of way, but in a I want to get out of here and I won’t reciprocate anything until you let me go so we can be an actual normal couple type of way. Like yes I want to go on cute dates with you again, but you want to go stargazing? He’s like look at these stars through the security footage he has of the city lmao. One day he randomly drops a comment about finding other ways to let out his intense emotions for you cause eventually he’s going to break from seeing you crying all the time during sex because while his body is getting off, his conscious is hitting him hard as fuck. He’s willing to find an alternative get his urges out of his system without forcing it on you all the time because he thinks it’ll make you hate him even more, but you start overthinking it as something else might mean finding someone else, and all of a sudden you do a complete 180. He notices that something’s off because after he made that small, passing comment, you’ve been more receptive. Like you’re not complaining as much anymore and you’re not pushing him off or putting up a fuss when he initiates things, but obviously when he confronts you, you deny that it’s because of anything because you’re still stubborn as hell.
And eventually Jason is going to confront you and refuse to let you deny or deflect anymore. He's happy you're more receptive, but something about how you've been acting has been off. And when you admit that you're afraid that he was thinking about finding someone else because you weren't 100% accepting of him kidnapping you and keeping you, he realizes that it's because of what he said. Now he's apologizing and getting close to panicking because he made you think he was going to abandon you. He'd never, EVER do that, you have to know that! He knows the pain of someone you love leaving you like that, he never wants to put you through that the way Bruce did to him.
Like many nights with Arkhamverse!Jason, the night is ending with him recovering from a mini panic attack and incessantly cuddling you. He finally promises to start giving you more freedom, but he makes YOU promise not to abuse that trust he's giving you. You CANNOT try to run.
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ok so like I've just had horrible Tall!Jazz brainrot for the past 24 hours because of you and I need to share this. it's a lot too so buckle up
tall jazz is good and all but ya know what would make it even better? werewolf Jazz.
I can imagine Jason just falling all over himself cause this pretty tall lady not only is super strong, smart and bad ass. but she just also regularly shifts into this tall ass wolf creature to rip off people's faces when needed.
I can see Jason being dragged to some type of Ball/Gala thing by Bruce and him kinda lurking around the room to avoid his family and nosy rich people. This just isn't his scene and the only reason he's here is cause B thinks something big is gonna happen while they're there.
Him just casually bumping into Jazz, like they're both distracted and Jason just kinda slams into this brick wall of human being and getting knocked to the ground. Cue him looking up from the floor to this tall buff lady in a sparkly dress, all flustered about knocking him over and him just blue screening cause wow
She just picks him up and sets him on his feet too, like she's so worried she accidentally gave this poor man a concussion cause hes not responding and his soul just kinda leaves his body for a moment
he just kinda blurts out something about being able to die happy now or some other corny crap that makes him lose like all his bad boy edge with her (not that he had very much with how things are going) and she just looses it. it was probably some reference to a book or something they'd both have interest in
She's giggling and blushing, so Jason is like I still gotta chance with her time to pull out all the stops. like it just evolves into him spending the night trying to make her laugh and getting to know her, she starting making references and jokes back and forth with him too. A lot of them are dead jokes too, like while his family gets weird about his death jokes Jazz just starts making her own back.
One of them mentions a younger brother, either one starts first but once they get going it almost becomes a competition with the weirdest stories about their baby brothers, Jason's like yeah one of my brothers regularly climbs in the chandelier to try and get out of going to school and Jazz is like my brother once rode a vacuum, etc. Just going back and forth getting to know each other.
Jason can tell somethings a little off about Jazz, she steps too quietly, her teeth are sharper then they should be and she keeps watch of all the exits here. Jason probably assumes she's a meta of some kind once he notices it all.
While Jazz can just feel the ectoplasm/pit in him making him leminal, she catches his eyes flash green at least twice the entire time they're talking and she can tell he's hiding something. Jazz is just like, oh well not my place to ask this guy if he's died and came back or anything.
Then the thing Bruce was worried about does happen, cause of course it does. probably a fear gas attack in the middle of the ballroom.
Cue the BatFam kinda leaping into action, herding people away from the gas and Jason being with Jazz trying to get her out. Maybe something/someone keeps them stuck there and Jason has a respirator from B but Jazz doesn't so he's trying not to freak out.
Jazz is obviously panicking a bit as she's stuck in the gas, shoulders shaking, breathing a bit too quick and hard. But she just starts slowing her breathing and calming her self down before just growling in rage. just full on animalistic growl and snarl as she stands up straight and gets ready to beat up the bums keeping them locked in there.
Jason trying and failing to keep her from running further into the smoke, watching her as she suckered punches a henchman in the face breaking his nose, and Jason realizing he's so done for.
I could totally see Jazz just full on transforming on the dance floor mid fight or something too, just one moment things are getting a bit too close for comfort for one of the bats and this giant wolf lady in a sparkly dress just one hit K.O.s a guy to keep them safe.
as for why Jazz is a werewolf in the first place maybe she got bit by one, maybe Wulf turned her or maybe a accident in her parents lab infected her. however it did happen she just took it in stride and was like now I can protect my little half dead brother better this is fine by me.
I totally believe that everyone from Amity Park just isn't all that effected by fear gas, like sure it might send them into a panic attack but that's easy enough to work through after facing your own mortality almost every week for the past however many years. Like Amity Park natives have lived and breathed unimaginable fear and horrors for so long they just aren't all that scared of Joker or any other Gotham Rouge.
Anyways I think that's all of the brain rot out now, this was kinda more of a ramble then like an actual prompt so sorry about that lol.
Bro I don’t CARE that it’s a ramble this is fucking INCREDIBLE!!!
It’s wild I was just rambling about Vampire Jazz stuff with some pals and now there’s this. Perfect timing dude wow.
Jazz and Jason just tripping over each other but both are being sickeningly sweet. They’re just happily chatting and mentally fawning over each other.
Werewolf jazz in her cute battle dress taking out Scarecrow goons left and right? Oh man I mean I’d blue screen too Jason I don’t blame ya.
Oh yeah and the second Jason hears that growl he mentally shuts down. He didn’t know something like that could be that hot till now but damn is he gonna go with it cause fuck look at this girl just decimate the bad guys. That’s hot as hell. She winks at him while she dislocates a goons shoulder and Jason just falls even deeper in love
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bellalaufeyson69 · 11 months
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Peter Quill x Reader
Dinner (can read breakfast first)
Description: After Peter and Yn have their first kiss, Peter takes Yn out to a nice dinner.
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Warnings ♡ Swearing, possible spoilers, suggestive content
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“Since we’ve known each other for years does that put our relationship at a higher ranking? You know more perks?” Peter grinned laying next to me in his bed. He held one hand up to toss a ball into the air and catch it which left me flinching and or hiding my face into his side after he accidentally dropped the ball on my head once. His other hand was wrapped around me and I laid sideways holding a hand over the side of my face that was in the line of fire to the ball.
“We’ve literally only been dating for like nine hours,” I peeked out from my position to see the ball flying right toward me again causing me to flinch out of the way and get hit in the shoulder. “Peter Jason Quill!” I scolded through laughter. “You’re done,” I sat up to retrieve the ball that’d rolled onto the ground. “You’re done.” I picked it up off the floor and tossed it across the room making it into his clothing hamper.
He let out a little cheer and a laugh showing that he was impressed. “That was hot babe,” he put the arm he used to toss the ball under his head and reached the other out toward me motioning me in by doing little grabby fingers in the air.
I started toward the bed before catching a glimpse of his alarm clock stating it was 7pm. “What?! It’s already seven?! We’ve literally been laying in your bed all day long,” I gasped in realization. “I’m hungry,” I whined out to Peter in hopes he’d take the hint and feed me. Yes I could feed myself but I have a boyfriend now, that’s his job. KIDDING…
He looked to the clock and sighed. He was definitely a lazy boy, but part of him really did just want to cuddle and enjoy this new relationship. Especially since he’d longed for it for so long. He sat up and walked over to his dresser to grab his phone. He spent some time scrolling, what I assumed to be looking something up. Then turned back to me with an excited smile. “How bout this? You go put on a nice dress, and do whatever you need to get ready and meet me out in the main area of the ship when you’re done?” He offered full of excitement and anticipation. He’d definitely came up with some sort of little plan and it made my heart race a little at the thought.
“A dress? How cute? Like fancy? Semi-fancy? Casual? Sun-dress? Tight? Loose?” I rambled off all the questions that came to my mind at the alarming thought of picking a dress out for an occasion I know nothing about. A problem that a guy definitely wouldn’t grasp.
Peter gingerly chuckled at my panicking. He stood close now looking down at me in amusement and love all at the same time. “Honey…” he began with a grin just staring down at me taking in all my features. He softly placed a his hands on both shoulders and rubbed as he spoke. “Get something semi-fancy, it’s for a dinner okay?” He tilted his head while asking to read my expression.
“Okay… honey” I replied in a sarcastic tone teasing the nickname he’d given. Not that I minded it, I just found it amusing he’s moving so quick. Though technically we have known each other for almost five years now.
“Yeah. Honey. Now turn around,” he took his hold on my shoulders to spin me around. “And go get ready,” he said in a playfully fake aggressive tone while smacking me on the butt.
I let out a little squeal at his actions while laughing my way out and to my room to find an outfit. “You two are gross,” Rocket cringed from the hall as I approached.
“Why are we gross?” I chuckled. Rocket is always complaining about something. One second it’s me and Peter are annoying and won’t stop fighting and now that we’re happy and have stopped apparently we’re gross. Complaining is just part of Rockets personality at this point so I never really take it seriously.
He looked at me like I were dumb and his comment was clearly obvious. “You’ve been in his room all day long, haven’t come out to see the light of day,” he started listing off as if it were offenses for a crime. “It doesn’t take a genius to know what that entails”
My jaw dropped and brow furrowed at the accusation. “Hey! I don’t just sleep with people whenever you know, I only do when I’m in love and it’s deep enough into a relationship! I make it a point to be very against stupid hookup culture whether that’s Peter’s past or not it’s gonna be his future,” I defended. Now that I said it out loud that thought kinda does scare me. What if Peter expects that out of me? I mean we’ve only been dating one day I don’t just throw myself around. Though I know how Peter is with girls. He’s been around the block. I just hope he respects me enough to wait, I’m sick of guys using women for their bodies and wise versa. That’s not the relationship I want, I want something real and built out of love not lust.
Rocket gave a little ‘huh’ seeming impressed and or proud. “Well that’s actually pretty cool, I didn’t know that,” he admitted more relaxed now. He was acting like a father and it was kind of endearing in a weird way. “I wouldn’t have cared if you did, just think it’s funny to mess with you, but I think that’s special. Not a lot of people are like that these days and I think you’re something really good for Quill” he spoke whole heartedly and it made my heart melt. Rocket never gets like this and when he does you know he means it for real. “As much as he is an idiot” he quickly added to even himself out from all the mushy stuff.
“Do you think Peter-“ I paused trying to think of how I wanted to word it. “Do you think it’s a necessity for him?” I asked beating around the bush in hopes Rocket got what I meant and wasn’t going to make me explain further as I felt embarrassed enough.
He seemed a little taken aback at my tone and serious attitude. “I mean, I don’t know it’s Peter” he shrugged while speaking in an apologetic tone. “I think you’re not giving him enough credit” he finished with a simple response not wanting to dig any deeper as he truly didn’t know what to say. It’s not like I won’t do it with Peter ever, I just don’t want to rush it.
Though I was unsatisfied with Rockets empty response I took what I could get. I headed into my room letting out an exhale. I sat on my bed stuck in my own swirling thoughts before I heard rummaging in my closet making me jump at the sudden noise. I froze and listened as intently as possible ready to pounce on any intruder that could come at me.
“Owww, you big doofus you stepped on my toe!” I heard mantis’s muffled voice snap at someone behind the closed door.
Feeling safe now that I knew it was just mantis and whoever else I stood up and slung the door open. Drax stood with his arms held straight out in a T-pose while Mantis was in the middle of putting a hanger on his arm. He stood there with a few dresses hanging off his arms like he was a clothing rack which made me laugh in confusion. “Dang it! The surprise is ruined. We have to tell Quill to cancel the-“ before he could finish his sentence Mantis was smart enough to slap her hand over his mouth muffling the rest of the words.
“Nooo, the plan isn’t ruined, Peter said she is the one who’s gonna pick out the dress” she huffed in annoyance toward Drax. Those two bicker like siblings, and honestly get aggravated with one another. It’s kinda cute though, they have such a strong bond they truly do act like best friends/siblings.
Drax didn’t seem impressed with her statement as he was pretty much set on the fact that everything was ruined because I found them in the closet. “Soo, what’s going on?” I questioned in amusement, more specifically with the way Drax looks right now as a personal shelf.
“We were going to surprise you by picking out some dress options so you didn’t have to” Mantis informed sadly, her head dipped down. “I wanted it to be easier for you to pick and Peter told us we could pick any dress that was red, but you had so many and I guess we lost track of time…”
I put my hand on her shoulder in a soothing way. “It’s okay, I’m perfectly surprised! I like what you’ve picked so far, here let’s look at them out here” I motioned for them to step out of the closet chuckling as the dresses swayed back and forth across Drax’s arms which were still held straight out.
We ended up selecting three dress options that I was going to try on and set them across my bed. “Okay Drax turn around I’m gonna change” I showed him with my hand as Mantis spun him around and planted her hand over his eyes for good measure. Though I think we all knew that Drax would never look. He wouldn’t even want to.
He sat patiently with a grumble at my comment. “I would much rather have my eyes gouged then look at that” he scoffed.
I shimmied myself into the first dress which was a little more lose but had red sparkles on it and a few gems. After inspecting myself in the mirror I wasn’t sure how I felt about this one. I’m definitely leaning toward the other two so far. “Okay here’s the first one” I turned to them and stood awkwardly as they examined my outfit.
Drax decided to let out the most insane loud laughter that quite literally made me jump after seeing the dress. “HAHHA…That is….” He choked out through laughter. “The funniest prank…” he slouched over, holding his knees trying to calm his laugh. “Mantis that was a good prank putting that hideous one in there” he complimented whole heartedly.
She smacked his armed with an appalled expression. “I did not put that in as a prank Drax!” She scolded the man.
“Oh… well then Quill must really like you” he said more relaxed now, having zero shame whatsoever. He was very oblivious to many things especially social cues. He could move on from something like that within a split second, heck part of me wonders if he even knows he did anything wrong.
“Okay! Next dress then,” I snickered at the situation. I never took anything Drax said seriously which made his comments all the more funny. I’d never actually take fashion advice from him in the first place.
I decided to save my favorite dress for last as I already knew what I looked like in it and had a feeling I would be picking that no matter what. I showed them the second dress and the reaction was mild yet interested. Then slipped on the final dress and turned to show them the final option.
“Wow.” Mantis’s jaw dropped as she looked over the dress and the way it fit my form. “You look beautiful” she breathed, she was astonished.
“Nice” Drax added. He liked the dress I could tell, he just wasn’t much for theatrics. “Like a hot Cheeto” he mentioned one of the Earth snacks I obsessed over making me chuckle. The dress was all red, and tight, it hugged my body in all the right ways which is why it’s always been my favorite.
I did a little goofy curtsy for the two, I don’t know how else to take compliments I’ve never really been good with that. “So, I’m supposed to go out there now right?”
Mantis perked up and turned to Drax with an eager smile. “Yes! We’ll take you” she looped her arm with one of mine, and Drax did the same. They lead me out of my room and into the main area of the ship. As soon as we stepped foot into the room I was met with a trail of flowers and fake candles leading to where Groot stood holding a bouquet of flowers.
He held them with both hands smiling so widely. He always looked so innocent and right now he looked absolutely adorable. “I picked pink flowers because I think you like pink” he chirped watching me excitedly as Mantis and Drax led me closer to Groot.
“I love them Groot, thank you so much” I couldn’t help but feel my face start to redden at all of this. I’ve never been put in the spotlight before and it feels so nice and a little overwhelming (in the best way possible). “Did you grow them yourself?” I questioned already knowing the answer. I’d seen Groot grow flowers within a few seconds off his own branches and give them to people like the sweetheart he is. He nodded happily then held out an arm and grew a little pink flower. He looked at it for a bit then at me like he was awaiting my approval. “Wow Groot that’s awesome dude! I love it so much, seriously. I love you guys” I started to feel very sappy and emotional. Just seeing how much they care for me is something I’ll never forget. We really are a family.
“We love you too” Groot and Mantis said in sync making each other chuckle. Drax just stood smiling like an idiot, secretly taking in this moment to his heart.
Groot pointed to the door signaling us to move forward that way. Drax and Mantis lead me through and Groot followed behind us. When I got outside I was met with Rocket who stood pretty stylish wearing shades and a vest. “Let’s go princess, Quill’s got me as the body guard tonight” he joked while motioning me to a very nice modern vehicle. I’d only now noticed we were on Xandar, just by the look of the car I could tell.
“Don’t you look handsome” I complimented him knowing full and well he’ll be thinking about it for a long time. Rocket likes to act like he doesn’t like affection and compliments but deep down he revels in it. He turned and gave me a playful scoff swatting his hand in the air. He motioned me in the back seat first then followed suit. We both sat in the back as a xandarian driver was in the front.
“Alright big guy we’re good to go” Rocket gave the okay for the driver to leave. The man nodded, already knowing where to go. I didn’t realize how elaborate of a plan Peter had made, but this couldn’t have been all done over that one little text he sent. I’m starting to realize Peter had this plan for a little bit longer than I thought.
As the driver began to pull away I looked out the window to wave my friends goodbye. I felt myself tear up at this point, they all look so happy for me. So genuinely happy just to make me happy and I couldn’t feel more grateful for it. They’re the best family I have ever had, I would never trade them for the world. “Ah don’t get all teary eyed on me now, we’re not even done yet” he smiled at me softly. He unbuckled his seat to stand up and reach over and wipe a tear that fell down my cheek. He put a hand on my shoulder and rubbed in a friendly way to comfort me. This only made the tears flow more, making rocket go the full one hundred and pull me in for a hug which I took immediately. We sat like that for a few minutes and I honestly feel like Rocket needed it as much as I loved it.
We pulled into a parking space but I had been too distracted with Rocket to even pay attention where we were at which made the surprise a lot more fun. I knew it was a restaurant of some sort but I have only been to a few on Xandar. Rocket paid the driver and lead me into the restaurant. It was absolutely stunning as most things were on Xandar. The walls were a clean steel with large glass windows surrounding each wall to provide natural light through the entire area. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling and each booth had a vase of flowers and a candle. “If you’re amazed by this then just wait” he grinned at my expression then motioned me to follow.
We went toward the back wall which confused me until I saw a few elevators. I’d never been to a restaurant with elevators in it in my life. I couldn’t tell if this place was expensive type fancy or just xandarian culture fancy. We stepped in and rocket selected the key with the letter “R” which only had me even more puzzled. The elevator only took a few minutes until we’d made it to our destination and the doors slowly opened to reveal the rooftop of the building. Rocket took my hand and we stepped out until we found Peter sitting at a little table set up dressed in a handsome tux. Nebula stood next to him and they watched as I approached with rocket.
The roof was completely empty besides us and the one little table so I’d assumed Peter had to have pulled some strings to get this. He stood from his seat and brushed off his clothes while smiling down at me. “Wow, you look amazing” he stared at me taking in my features completely in awe.
“So do you, I mean. Wow.” I scanned his outfit again absolutely obsessed with it. He looks amazing in a tux, I just want to kiss him a million times. Acting on my urges I placed my hands on his cheeks and softly brought him closer so I could kiss him.
“As much as I love the sound of lips smacking together all disgusting like that, I really gotta get going” Rocket chimed in from behind us cringing at the sound of our lips. “Pete, I’m still good for the free meal down stairs?” He double checked before getting the okay “have fun you two” we’d said our little goodbyes and he’d left to go eat downstairs.
I turned my attention to nebula who’d pulled out each of our chairs. I guess my expression was pretty extreme because they’d answered my questions without me having to say anything. “I got us this table up here but the servers are busy in the actual restaurant area so Nebula offered to help out” he looked at nebula with an apologetic smile. “Thanks by the way, and for this!” He motioned to his nicely styled hair.
My eyes widened a bit as I looked at his hair then Nebula. “You did his hair?! What?” I found myself laughing at the realization as I’d never imagined Nebula doing that let alone knowing how.
She shrugged her shoulders. “When you’re on a ship with Tony Stark for as long as I’ve been, doing hair comes easy. He insisted on having it perfect despite it only ever just being the two of us waisting away in space” she found herself reminiscing the time with Tony and seemed to be fond of the memory.
“Sounds like a Tony Stark kind of thing” I chuckled. “Well you did amazing, he looks soooo handsome” I cooed toward my boy making him grin down at me.
“Well thank you beautiful, you ready to eat?” He handsomely questioned.
I nodded with a smile. He placed his hand on my lower back and led my to my seat and pushed it in before sitting in his own seat. “What drinks are you two going to have?” Nebula asked calmly.
“I’ll have wine, any, surprise me” Peter ordered for himself. “Scratch that. Anything BUT white whine” he made a face at the mention of white wine making me laugh.
Nebula nodded taking a mental note then looked at me. “I’ll do the same, thank you Nebula” I kindly put my hand on her arm to show my appreciation. She smiled and nodded as response like she did for a lot of things. It was sort of her go-to in situations like this. She went off to go collect our drinks leaving Peter and I alone.
He reached his hands across the table to scoop mine up in his, he began to rub his thumbs on the side of my hands. “How’d I do?” He asked pretty seriously. It was clear he genuinely wanted to know if I’d liked it which melted my heart. He seemed pretty nervous too, I could tell he put a lot into this.
I found myself sinking into my seat feeling relaxed just holding hands with my boy. “You did amazing Peter seriously, you’re just- just perfect” I stumbled to find the words that fit how my heart felt for a second but found it. “My sweet, sweet boy” I found myself blushing profusely at the way Peter was looking at me right now. His entire focus was on nothing but me. His expression is so soft and loving it makes my heart squirm.
“I told you I’d romance the shit out of you” he smirked referencing this morning. “I’ve always imagined the date I’d take you on before we ever became a thing. The second we kissed I already knew I wanted to do something like this tonight” he admitted through pink cheeks.
I couldn’t help myself but smile at the thought of Peter daydreaming about a date with me. This part of Peter really shocked me, I always knew he was a sweetheart but not like this. It all seems so pure and romantic, I guess I just didn’t expect it. “That is actually the cutest thing in the entire world and I won’t lie I definitely cried in the car because I loved it so much” I chuckled at myself.
He gave a little snicker and continued to look at me. “You’re so pretty” he sighed in content and slid his fingers into mine interlocking them. “And you’re all mine now” he thought to himself out loud. “You hear that? Mine” he teased but part of him was being serious. He may seem nonchalant but in reality he was pretty decently possessive.
I grinned at the comment. “All yours Starlord, all yours”
“Cool. Glad we got that documented because if any guy tries anything with you I’m gonna kick their ass okay?” He raised his brow as he spoke to give off a serious look.
“I’d kick his ass first” I shot back playfully.
He seemed to be really happy with that response. “That’s my girl” he grinned back at me.
Nebula made it back with the drinks which was the only time Peter took his eyes off me. She set each glass down in front of us carefully. “Okay, you two know what you’re going to eat?”
The question alarmed me a little because I didn’t want to be rude to nebula but we definitely did not spend any time looking at the menu. “Uhh” Peter and I both made a similar sound and glanced at each other with a look. “Let me just double check real quick” I said while speed reading through the menu.
“Yeah, me too” Peter added using a very highly sarcastic tone making it obvious now that we hadn’t looked at the menu.
“You’re the one who owes me for this, I’ll charge by the hour” she poked at the fact that Peter found it amusing but he was the one paying up at the end.
At that he’d sped up his search and landed on the classic steak dinner. “I’ll do the steak, and both sides are fine” he quickly replied while tidying up his menu to hand her.
“Me too” I concluded. I’m definitely a picky eater hut steak is one of the few things I’ll always eat. Plus it made it easier for nebula.
She took the menus from us and made her way back down to get the orders in. “So can we skip past this awkward new boyfriend thing and just come up with nicknames now? Because I’ve been dying to call you baby” he asked eagerly. He was pretty much on the same page as me because we’ve known each other for years. If we’d just met then sure it would feel rushed, but the amount of times I’ve wanted to kiss this man throughout the years is enough to make this okay.
I nodded in agreement. “I would love that” I considered adding a nickname to the end of that sentence but I really couldn’t think of what he’d like to be called which sparked my next question. “What nicknames do you like?” I asked perking up in my seat at the conversation.
He sat in thought for a minute before collecting his answers. “Babe, baby, handsome, sexy” he slipped the last one in with a mischievous grin while waiting for my reaction.
I rolled my eyes at the comment. “Two of those were just you complimenting yourself” I called him out on his giant ego. Personally it doesn’t bother me, I think it’s cute.
“Well I plan on calling you the last one, along with beautiful, gorgeous, stunning…” he rambled on a bunch of endearing words making my cheeks blush. “All of those which you are right now” he smoothly flirted giving my outfit another look.
“I hate to say it because we all know your ego doesn’t need another boost, but you look pretty sexy in that tux” I flirted in a playful manner.
“Mmm thank you,” he gave a cocky smirk and leaned in closer to the table. “Although my ego is actually pretty small, and sad right now and I feel like the only thing that can help fix it is if you kiss me” he spoke in a soft grizzly tone while eyeing my lips with a grin.
That. Was hot. “Only because you begged” I teased back and leaned into the table meeting my lips with his. This kiss was long and fiery. His hands held the sides of my face and his thumb traced circles as we kissed. His lips were soft and warm. I felt the little prickles of his facial hair against my face, and the warmth of his breathe against me until we slowly pulled away.
Peter and I sat and talked about random memories we had on missions in the past. Funny moments, and just dumb things that we’ve all done until Nebula came back with the food, this time Rocket followed holding a bottle of wine. She placed the food in front of us on the table and backed up for Rocket to make his way through. He’d used the chairs as leverage when pouring the wine in our glasses to refill them, then once the glasses were full with a satisfied smile he began chugging the remains of the bottle. I take it that was the deal he was made for helping. “Alright you two, we’ll see you back on the ship, have fun” Nebula dismissed and we said our thank you’s and goodbyes to our friends.
We started eating our food which was absolutely delicious and had little conversation in between. “So, you wanna sleep over in my room tonight?” He smirked at me wiggling his brows. Im pretty sure I know what he meant by that especially just from knowing who the guy is.
I felt a little intimidated and I honestly didn’t know how to answer. Part of me feels like I just owe him sex now because he did all of this for me. The rational side of me knows that’s absolutely insane and I don’t owe that to anyone no matter what. But the other side of me with all this guilt and pressure likes to argue. “Uhm,” I felt flustered and I assumed he could tell because his face fell a little bit.
“Oh honey, we don’t have to do anything” he reached his hand out and placed it on mine. “Although I’d never argue with you if you wanted to” he added with a grin. “But seriously Yn, I just like being with you, even when we’re dead asleep just knowing your next to me is all I want”
His genuine response relieved me and made me feel safe. He definitely just earned himself a ton of brownie points. I’ll keep this in mind for the night things do get frisky. “Thank you Peter, that really means a lot to me, and of course I’ll sleep with you tonight” I smiled at the thought of being cuddled up with him all night. “Honestly if I’m ever in my room and you wanna sleep over you don’t even have to ask just come in and make yourself comfy” I offered trying not to sound eager but the sentence itself didn’t really help that. Truth is I want to sleep next to him every night. Cuddle his cute self.
I felt more at ease when I saw his expression at my offer. He seemed pretty excited about it actually, I could tell that he’s going to take that offer quite a-lot. “Well same with you” he replied. “But tonight we’re in my room because I wanna make you watch one of my favorite Earth movies”
Peter and I have been sharing our favorite Earth things together and it’s been so fun. Since we’re both from there it’s kind of become our special thing. It’s always nice having my eyes opened to new things that I haven’t seen too. Especially music. “Sounds like a plan” I smiled and he smiled back.
We spent the rest of the date talking about our lives as guardians, and random things like that until the sun set. Once we were done Peter had talked with the owner of the restaurant to thank him. Apparently he got this all for free because we’d helped to save Xandar from Ronan a few years back. We still had some perks left.
We got a ride back to the ship and made our way to his bedroom where I laid cuddled on his chest, his arms around me while we watched the movie Peter wanted. I got a few minutes in until I started to feel the heaviness of my eyelids, and my world went black into a peaceful sleep.
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AN// I think I might make another part to this fic series as this is number two now!
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luvly-writer · 27 days
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XOXO
Ch. 19 Every corner of this house is hunted
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Author's note: There is just something so satisfying about writing angst while listening to sad music. I'll try to not break your hearts too much. Warnings: ANGST ANGST ANGST Taglist: @w31rdg1rl @mxtokko @loonymoonystuff @grandstrangerphanthom @1lellykins @cangosleepnow @dreamspectrum @its-maemain @tamimemo @nightw-izhu @trasshy-artist @gabriiiiiiii @cassini-among-the-stars Masterlist:
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"What?" Tim was taken a back by what I said, "What do you mean over, Y/n?"
I take a deep breath and exhale, it is a little shuddery. "This entire thing, Tim. Our ruse of being a couple, it is over. We can end it. We aren't tied to each other anymore. We won, right?" you say
Why does it feel like I'm losing then?
"I don't understand," Tim said, "We-"
"We were never a couple, I know, I know, it was just acting jaja! I know that, silly! I..Ok let me clear thing's up. We are done acting of course, you don't owe me anything anymore, you know. You are free too! I mean um, I um, ok give me a break" I panicked. Of course. Y/n don't be dumb. He knows you weren't a couple. He was just acting. He didn't see it the same way I did..
"Do you want to come inside so that we can talk about this better?" He asks concerned.
"No! It's okay, I...uh... have to go, so I..let's.. make this quick. I um, Tim...Thank you, for helping me. You didn't have to, now knowing you better, you could have gotten out of it and found a loophole easily but you still chose to go through with this..with me. Thank you, I have never had so much fun with someone in my entire life the way I did with you and that will always always mean something to me, you will always mean something to me...always, Timmy, and we won, Tim. We won. I am free and OH! So are you! I made sure to delete all the files on you know what and it is all clear, I can bring you my laptop and you can check I have nothing on it. You can finally say it, I am no longer holding something over your head, and we won, Timy, we did a great job, frankly we made a great team and-"
"Wait, wait wait wait, Wait! Y/n Vanderbilt is this you saying goodbye" he said incredulously, "Cause if it is, you are being a real shitty person right now and I know that's not who you are. I know you."
"I don't know," you say dejectedly, "I don't want it to be, Timmy. I appreciate your friendship way too much for me to say goodbye. I lo...I...I care so much about you and want you to be in my life, any way I can have you"
"Anyway?" Tim said, hope in his heart. The last few weeks have been fucking hell if he were to be honest. He missed her. He missed her scent on his clothes, on his sheets, on his apartment. He missed her touch, her caresses. her lips, her hands on his. He missed her so much that he thought he was dying. Dick and Jason like to call him lovesick because of how much he was moping. It's funny how two months can make someone become such a strong part of your routine. He missed talking with her before going to sleep. Whether it was by phone when she was in her apartment, or in person when she stayed at his, the point is he missed her voice. He had come to terms with how much he loved her after Christmas and was so happy to tell her because he thought it was reciprocated. The way she looked at him, their connection, their conversations, their inside jokes, their trips, the movie nights, it was real. He was a little grateful they hadn't had sex yet...he wasn't sure he would be able to recover if he ever felt her body on his and got to explore and adore every single part of her and then have it taken away. He felt it was real. It was real it had to be. All of that for her to be finally here, frankly he thought she was part of his imagination at first. He had been having so many dreams of her that he couldn't believe it was her at first until she started talking and shattering his heart...but she said she'd have him any way she could right. Ask away, Y/n, I am yours, utterly, completely, from head to toe, from heart to soul, mind and body...please ask.
"OH!" Fuck..He is thinking of a relationship and the way he opened his eyes is telling me he does NOT want it... "You know what I meant, Timmy, as friends! I mean if we can't fake date, why not stay friends. I haven't been able to connect with anyone else like this ever and I...well...you are my first friend who has been such you know a friend! Of course" She said nervously. Dig a hole and bury me in it. I don't want to deal with this..
"Of course, yeah, no no, I definitely got you. Cause you know, you are right, of course" He said sending her a tight smile. "It's alright, we are alright. You know we will always be alright." He says as he feels his chest tightened. Of course. Of fucking Course. She wants to be friends. "This won't ruin us, Angel, I'm still here for you"
Y/n smiled, "And I'm still here for you, you know"
Do you hear that? It is the sound of two hearts shattering. Y/n nods, holding her tears back and whatever is left of her dignity. Tim looks up, holding himself together enough to not show her. They both know the other person is not okay. But would they cross the line? She takes a step back and whispers one soft see you later and gets on the elevator. Tim watches the doors close and closes the door. He places his back on it and slides down, breaking down because fuck his heart hurts and he feels like he is suffocating. For once, he is not drowning himself in work, for once he won't turn to cases to numb the pain. For once, he just wants to let the pain out and feel it because God damn it, she is not his, and every fiber of himself is hers.
Y/n walks back to her car and once the door is closed, she just lets it out. All of the pain, all of the yearning. Her heart is entirely his and she will have to settle for just friends. What a time to be alive. The great Y/n Vanderbilt was brought down all because she liked a boy. Her driver had the decency to give her the privacy to mourn the feelings that do nothing but grow. She gets to her apartment, tears still rolling down the apple of her cheeks. Once inside, she drops all of her stuff and preps a hot bath. She soaked in it, crying until she felt numb. Tomorrow she was going to call the girls, she needed their company.
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Week one:
It had been a week since Tim and her broke their agreement. Everyone close to them knew the truth of it already. They had both made a public statement that they had "broken up" but remained best friends. The public had shared their sentiments, after all, the most beloved couple in Gotham was done. There was no bad blood they assured from both parties. Clara and Satine stayed for a few days and let her mope for a little. Classes were starting soon and she needed to get it out of her system. Dick had assigned everyone to do a routine check-up on Tim. They were taking care of the cases, Wayne Enterprises, and patrol. They too were letting him get it out of his system.
Week two:
Classes had begun. Y/n, having something to distract herself began her routing as usual. Wake up early, eat breakfast, go to class, exercise, do homework, meet with contractors for her new gallery, call Mom, call Aurora, call Charlisse, call Grandma, call Dad, play tennis with Clara, have lunch with Satine, dinner with whoever invited that day. Everyone seemed to be on high alert on trying to take care of her, but she insisted she was fine.
Tim had gotten back to Wayne Business, still not cleared for patrol yet. His secretary, and elderly woman who used to work for Bruce, looked at him with sympathy, it was as if almost everyone did these days. He had been back on taking pills to get his sleep schedule checked again. He had moved to the manor for some time per Alfred's and Bruce's request so that they could make sure he was eating and getting better. He insisted he wasn't a child.
Week Three:
The first time, Tim and Y/n saw each other. She was exiting the same coffee place where they had met. They smiled at each other and made small talk. They never did small talk. They knew the most vulnerable points of each other, they never did small talk. Tim swore she gets more radiant every day. Y/n claims she never noticed how intoxicating his perfume was.
Week four:
They crashed into each other whilst Tim was going on a run through Gotham Central City Park. Satine had taken Y/n to do a yoga session in the park. This time the conversation was less small talk, a few jokes were exchanged even. Has her laughter always been such a melody? Have his eyes always been this blue?
Later in the week, he called her by mistake. They went 3 hours talking on the phone about everything and anything.
Week five:
They spent 4 days in a row talking on the phone at least once a day. He knew her schedule by heart and she knew his patrol route as if it was the back of her hand. Why does talking to you feel like a breathing air after being underwater for too long?
Is it because my lungs are filled by my love for you?
Week six:
They finally made plans to have lunch. The paparazzi caught them and everyone is speculating and hoping for them to get back together. Someone pointed out that the two of them haven't erased their pictures together. Neither have the guts to delete them, neither want to.
They have been seen together more often. Y/n's mother is convinced it is because they are meant to be. They call each other on the phone more often. Tim called her when she was having dinner with Satine and Clara. They both wiggled their eyebrows at her and teased her. She insists they are just friends and is just happy to have him back as her friend. "Friends, my ass" "SATINE!" "She's not wrong."
Why is is that when something happens, you are the first person I want to tell?
Week seven:
He crashed at her place after one rough patrol. They spent half of the night laughing. He was helping her with some of her homework. The way the light hit her eyes and illuminated her face stole his breath away. Have your lips always looked so soft?
She was so close to kissing him quite a few times. His smirk when was able to help her with something successfully made her dizzy.
I'm yours and I'm fine with that.
She finally visited the manor, everyone was elated to have her back. The entire day, everyone was witnessing how obvious and oblivious they were. When are you both coming to your senses and seeing that the love of your life is right in front of you?
That night, as he was walking her to her car, he mentioned that the Wayne's were having another charity ball. He invited her family. It would be their first official appearance as "exes who are now friends". That night, she said yes and kissed his cheek goodbye.
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extras:
One thing Y/n always wanted for Tim was to take care of himself emotionally and that meant feeling his actual emotions instead of analyzing them and shutting them out. He honors her by doing exactly that
He literally worships the ground she walks on, don’t know if you guys have noticed.
Everyone is trying to get them to realize that they are meant to be but they don’t see it. Bruce and William even started to do business together so that Tim and Y/n would realize that they belong together. They are dumbasses cause they didn’t think it through (Tim is not focused on that and Y/n doesn’t want anything to do with the family business). They are dumb your honor, but they mean well.
Aurora, Charlisse, Grandma Margaret and her mom have been throwing hint after hint on how Tim is the perfect fit for her and there is no one else. Charlie and Aurora even got their husbands on board.
The batfam is trying to make a plan for them to get back together. Damian actually came up with the idea because as much as he denies it, he is a child who cares for his older brother and Tim has not been as witty as he normally is so it bothers Damian because they don’t have their normal banter:
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✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩
All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.
DC
what goes around by Goldmonger
A civilian accidentally kills the Joker. It’s a confusing time for everybody.
Never Meet Your Heroes by 12pt_timesnewromanfont
Tim’s not snooping, not really. Or, he doesn’t mean to be snooping. But then he hears Superman say the words 'Experiment 13' and he's out of the Cave like a bat out of hell. He has just enough time to tell Kon to get the hell out of dodge before Batman finds him, and a furious Batman is not something he wants to face alone.
Meanwhile, Kon is totally panicking. He, Cassie, and Bart have lost contact with Robin, have cut themselves off from their mentors, and have absolutely no idea what to do. Superman has turned his back on Kon, and the League will always stand with Big Bastard Blue. He's desperate, and Kon only knows of one other person who might give a damn about him.
He'll take what he can get, even if the man is a supervillain on occasion.
let me help you fly this nest by carolinaa
Out causing havoc on date night, Harley notices something's seriously wrong with the new Robin. She's not about to sit idly by and let anyone hurt that tiny kid.
Not even the big, bad Batman.
From Riches to Rags by Vamillepudding
(If Bruce wasn't so busy investigating the Red Hood, he might have realised that, while Jack Drake is in a coma and Tim is grounded from patrol, Drake Industries goes broke. Overnight, the Drakes lose everything, leaving Tim without a cent to his name.
Jason, meanwhile, cannot believe that the Bats haven't noticed yet that something is obviously wrong with the Replacement.)
It’s weird, being poor. At the moment, Tim has precisely eleven dollars to his name. Drake Industries, gone. Their assets, gone. His trust fund, being used to pay for his father’s hospital bills. The house is gone, too. That's okay. Tim is okay. Sometimes, though, he lies awake at night, and he can’t help but wonder. Does Bruce know? He definitely doesn’t, obviously. But, does he?
Just a Moment in Time by Just_A_Poor_Boy
"I am… appreciative.” Damian says slowly. His hand discreetly fists itself in Timothy’s hoodie. Timothy is prone to bolting at the sight of emotional expression and Damian… is grounding himself as best as he can in this moment.
(Just a little glimpse of a moment between Damian and Tim. A bit of drabble to get my writing muscles back in shape.)
ATLA
surrender to the sheer force of the sky by achievingelysium
Half-turned from the door, Zuko looks up. A scarred eye widens, and Zuko reaches for his shirt, pulling it up across his chest.
“Uncle—” he gasps. “You’re here.”
It’s too late. As Zuko draws thin fabric over his chest, Iroh catches a glimpse of what he’s trying to hide. A set of bandages—and a healing wound in the shape of lightning.
(When the war ends, Iroh has only one concern—to see his nephew. Or: Iroh finds out Zuko was hit with lightning in the last Agni Kai.)
eternal and artificial by delectum
Part 1 of Rebel Zuko
After the fateful Agni Kai that changed Zuko’s life, Ozai never gives his son the quest to find the Avatar, banishing him from the Fire Nation with no hope of return. Without a purpose to life, Zuko takes revenge against his father the most spiteful way that he knows how: treason.
The Magnus Archives
Surrender by BeneathSilverStars
Jon doesn’t want to trust his coworkers. He can’t. But after being cursed by a Leitner to obey any command given to him, he might have to.
Clone Wars
Plan Besh by BitterChocolateStars
Dooku Falls too soon. Sidious is there to tempt him away earlier in the timeline. Jango is contracted for the Clone Army ahead of schedule. There is no plan to trick the Jedi into taking command of the Clone army. No trap for them to spring. Sidious steals Force sensitive children to raise along side the clones. When the time comes he will unleash them upon the galaxy. No need to waste time crafting an intricate plot from the heart of the Republic.
The Clones and the people who care for them disagree with Plan Aurek. (See Notes for Plan Besh)
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Halloween prompts year 2 day 15
Hood remained silent, even as he clenched the gun tightly in his hand. He hadn't even seen a hint of green portals or blond elfs but 200 witnesses couldn't all be wrong.
All of them had stated that a white haired meta with a gas mask was working with a blond elf with a leaf mask and that they had been the ones kidnapping the kids and teens of Gotham.
Jason had heard stories of fairies snatching kids and infants, sometimes swapping them out with a sickly one of thier own. But there were no trades that Jason knew of. Only missing kids.
Hell, all of the biggest child gangs around Crime Alley and the Narrows were gone.
As in gone gone. Not a single member was left nor any trace of where they could have been taken to. As much as he hated to admit it, he might need to ask for help from the Justice League Dark...
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Link stared down at the kids from his rooftop perch.
They looked...cleaner. Happier. They had gained a healthy amount of weight, no longer stick thin and weak looking. They had season appropriate clothing without holes and others hidden away in chests and armours for the coming seasons far off from now.
His spirit friend, Phantom, had panicked a bit after he realized what they were doing was trafficking, but calmed down once he pointed out that these kids would have a much better life in Hyrule than they would have had in the rotting trashpit that was Gotham.
If they would have lived much longer at all
Still, thier presence here was mutually beneficial. Hyrule had lost over 80% of its population in the Great Calamity and they were no where close to regaining the population they once had. All of thier forts, training areas, ect were specifically targeted and destroyed in the attacks and gardians and monsters were left in the ruins to ensure they could not rebuild what was lost
Which led to the bigger issues at hand. All the empty occupations.
The castle, and thus castle town, were ground zero for the disaster that wiped out the Hylian peoples. With it many businesses and trades were lost. Hyrule had few soldiers and those they did have desperately needed armor, weapons and training.
That wasn't all. Hudson construction had attempted to repair Castle town and eventually the castle, but they were wood workers, not stone masons. They knew little of the craft that was needed.
There were lessons and information in the castle archives covering most of the jobs and trades, as well as how to proform them, but the princess didn't see it as a priority. They didn't have the people necessary to teach these crafts and the castle and town surrounding wasn't really a priority anyway. Not with all the people who still needed help around the kingdom.
Phantom helped a lot too. Other than helping them build towns for the kids (the child gangs actually really liked having a town all to themselves) he did a lot of other random jobs around the kingdom, much like Link himself.
Unfortunately, his next trip to Gotham lead to a run in with the "Red Hood" and the phrase, "Was that a fucking fruit grenade?!" Link did not know what the word "Fucking" meant but the Hood man would not tell him. He is learning a lot of new words from this guy, words that Phantom appearently didn't like cause he loudly scolded Red Hood like a naughty child the first time they met. It was hilarious to see this tiny 15 year old tell off a giant tank of a man.
Link couldn't see the mans expression due to the odd red helm the man wore, but he could tell he was cowed, even if just a bit. Then he began speaking to someone who wasn't there while pressing his finger to the side of his helm where his ear should be. Is Red Hood ill? Does he have a mind sickness like the ones Phantom told him of when describing his parents? Or is this something Link doesn't yet understand...either way he doesn't think he's getting more children for Hyrules future in this trip...or anytime soon if those ominous masked people landing on the rooftops around them had any say in the matter.
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