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ribbcnpoems · 9 months ago

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“ You can't leave. ”

pairing: jason di laurentis x reader

word count: 1,9k

warnings: after the dollhouse, slurs, tension building, no smut but sexual thoughts.

summary: Cece has been arrested and you're finally leaving Rosewood. Or, are you?

You're finally able to escape Rosewood after Cece's been arrested, even though you love your best friends you just can't stay in this shit town any longer, plus you fear someone will discover what the girls and you did to Wilden even if your nightmare of a stalker is behind jail bars.

Your suitcase was closed and you were heading to the Brew, wanting a coffee before leaving. You did not warn your friends, goodbyes always made you feel awkward and you didn't want this to happen.

“ Hello Sabrina. An americano to-go, please. you ask with a sligh smile, searching your purse for your credit card.

— Sure. It'll be ready in a minute, five dollars please. ”

The blonde who seem pretty dazed smiled politely and you paid for your cup, thanking her before heading towards a seat to wait for it. Emily had her night-off and you knew she spent time with Ali. You were scrolling on your phone when a masculine voice raised near the doors.

“A latte please. Thank you, i'll be near the bookshelves.”

The man spoke and you were trying everything you could to stay focused on the tiny screen, half-reading an article about the dollhouse. It was literal bullshit and you scoffed at a line saying you had as much food and water as you needed everyday.

“Oh, hi ! What're you doing here? he spoke softly and you jumped on your seat in surprise.

— Jason! you smile at him even if you were surprised he talked to you, you were never really close. Well i'm having a cup before heading to the airport. I uh.. Have to visit my cousin. ”

You lied, trying to sound steady and the man raised an eyebrow with a curious expression on his face, bit let it go and instead raised his hand when he saw the server searching for both of you. He thanked her with a polite grin and turned to you with your two cups in hands.

“ Can I walk with you? he proposes before explainging himself. I wanted to talk to you, about.. Where you were, mostly who trapped you. he confessed and you roll your eyes but accept.

— Yeah, c'mon. I don't want to miss my plane.”

You agree and head back to your car, followed by the sunkissed-skin man. You would lie to say he isn't hot, but since he's your best-friend's brother it's totally out of question, so you never really paid attention to his shining cornflower colored eyes, or the way a strand of hair fell onto his forehead whenever he leans to talk to someone. Until tonight, tho. You couldn't tell if it was the fact that you were leaving this crappy town or something bigger but as you walked over to the engine, you couldn't help but gaze at him subtily, which he noticed but didn't say anything about, clearly not bothered. If he was honest to himself, he had this crush on you since the first day but didn't act on it because even if his little sister was a brat, he didn't want to fight with her once more.

“ I'm sorry for what Cece did to you. he finally states with a solemn tone. I can't believe she is Charles and everything. It's so–

— Weird. you cut him, agreeing with a nod. You don't have to apologize for her. She won't ever hurt me, or any of us again.

— I know but, I saw some pictures and tapes and can't get them out of my mind ever since. he sighs, eyeing you and his voice softens. Are you okay? I mean, do you need someone to talk?

— I am okay Jason. you lie and he didn't believe it. I mean, I will be, someday. you then admit before shaking your head. Actually, I don't want to talk about it, but I could use some help for my luggages at the airport? you try, this week had you exhausted and he seems to be genuine.

— Yeah. he coughs then offers. Sure, I can drive if you'd like? I won't crash your car.

— Course, go on. you throw him the keys and get to the passenger's seat before securing yourself. Don't you have somewhere else to be or are you staying because of Ali? you ask, trying to not let awkard silence take place.

— It's more my dad than Ali. He thinks I should spend more time with her but I.. he hesitates. I'm not sure if I want to. It's Alison.

— Yeah. you nod. She's intense. you shiver at your words, you used the same about Cece not long ago. But hey, do what the hell you want, she's not gonna broke if you live your life, Jason. you finally advise with a compassionate smile.

— I will think about it, kiddo. he smirks, still driving at a normal pace.

— Don't call me that grandpa, and hit the pedal. rolling your eyes, you mimick a yawn. I'm gonna miss my plane! ”

At your command, the car sped up a little and you smile, your eyes focused on the road. For a while, your wonder where you're really gonna go. With the money you earned you have lots of options and starts picturing yourself in different places of the world. The moon has now rise and the radio plays one of your favorite song so you hum to it. Jason looks at you playfully, wondering why you never did look at him the way he did. His eyes go back to the road and he clears his throat.

“So, where does your cousin live? he asks, eyebrows frowned but still wearing that smirk.

— Oh.. Uh. you search your mind as fast as you can for your first destination. California. Yeah, that's it. In California.

— Stop lying to me. he scoffs, shaking his head in disbelief. Alison didn't tell me you were going somewhere and I know she would be pissed. ”

You don't answer and shrug. He laughs a little and you wonder if he's gonna tell your friends? After all, you don't know him very well, he could. You turn your face to look at him and the lights are reflecting on his nose bridge, he's so handsome that you forget to breathe for a second. Putting this thought in another drawer of your mind, you finally open your mouth, but what comes out you didn't expect.

“ Alright, i'm leaving, okay? I can't be in my room and see all of these stupid shit your sister did to me! you snap and the anger you didn't knew you had in you unleashes. I can't fucking look at myself in a mirror, my body's disgusting, filled with scars your fucking sister did to me! you were ready to keep going but he raises a steady hand.

— Calm down sweetheart, because you're not going anywhere in this state of mind. while speaking he goes to the next exit of the road and starts to take it the other way, your eyes widened and you were ready to protestate but he didn't let you the time. In fact, you're not going anywhere. We're gonna eat dinner because i'm starving and you will talk to me, then we'll talk about leaving.

— What the heck is wrong with you? the anger didn't leave your body but tripled. Who do you think you are to take these decisions? I'm not one of your sisters! you roll your eyes.

— I know you're not. he sighs, defeated. I would let them go if they wanted. But you. he points at you. Are not leaving whilst you're so fragile.

— I am not ! That's it, Jason stop the fucking car and go. he scoffs but continues to drive into the city. I'm serious! you didn't know if you could be more tense than this right now, and these stupid lights didn't help.

— I'm not parking until we're at my appartment. I told you, we will have dinner and talk.

— But–

— I don't care ! his nostrils widened as he raised his voice in the habitacle. It wasn't planned. You can't go. his tone went down a bit, but you could still feel something in it that you couldn't quite place.

— But why? Are you working with Cece or something? you questioned with a suspicious tone and he burst out laughing. That's not funny! Jason i'm scared ! ”

You finally admit, slowly backing further from him and that's when he choses to stop the car on the side, looking in your eyes. One of his eyebrows raise and he pouts as you were grapping the handle to go out of your own car.

“ You're scared of me? concern fills his voice and you stop. That's not.. I don't work with this bitch. I just.. he stops for a second and gulps. I don't want you gone because I think we'd miss out on something.”

Jason's gaze locks into yours and you're speachless for a moment, but not able to look anywhere else. He unlocks his seatbelt without looking away, lost in your broken soul. Leaning closer, he puts a hand on your right cheek and you can't help but dive into the contact.

“ But.. Jason it's.. What if it upsets them? you stutter, refering to his sisters, any resistance you had was shattered into pieces the moment he rubbed your cheek with his thumb.

— I don't really care.. You said you were leaving, aren't you? he asks, his lips a lot closer to your ear sending shivers down your spine and before you could try to answer, he murmurs. I could come with you.. Could take you in so many countries.. ”

The double-meaning of his words has your thighs clenching and you look up, leaning closer to his lips. The feeling of his breath against your skin could make you lose it but you tried to keep your cool, even though you were as hot as magma. He's the one who breaks the last bits of space between you two, crashing his lips against yours, earning a soft sigh from you. For a moment it's like time has stopped and you dive into the kiss, your hands searching his chest with hunger. His tongue finally makes its way to yours and it's like fireworks are exploding in your head, you feel dizzy with his hands exploring your thighs. Panting, you break the kiss slowly bit rest your head against his.

“ Take me to your place. you ask and he raise an eyebrow with a hopeful grin. Please, take me back. you plead, a hundred percent sure about yourself.

— Fuck.. he sighs with relief and doesn't waste anytime, driving at a fast speed, your hunger-filled eyes still fixated on him. Don't look at me like this, sweetheart.”

You giggle but don't stop –can't stop– and you swore you've seen his jaw clench. His free hand goes up on your thigh, squeezing it softly. When he parks again after the three longest minutes of your existence, you hurry to go out of the car and he does the same, taking your hand when you're on the sidewalk, driving you inside his building, eager to let all this years of lust out on you...

#jason dilaurentis #jason dilaurentis fanfiction #jason dilaurentis fic #jason dilaurentis imagine #jason dilaurentis x reader #jason dilaurentis x you #fanfic #imagine #pll imagine #pll fic #pll fanfiction #pretty little liars fanfiction #pretty little liars fic #pll

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demonic0angel · 4 months ago

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Because of that Part 2 of Danny being trapped in an mp3:

Can you imagine Batman walking in on Danny crying in the corner of the room, in an abandoned building and comes to know why Danny is here?

When he finally gets theere a d manages to help Danny calm down, the kid starts exclaiming what happened, and while Batman would like to first trace back to how in the hell that mp3 player made it from Amity to Gotham, he has to help the kid find his family again first.

Except his city, the city he loves and has come to see it's Guardian Spirit as a sibling, refuses to let him go. In fact, whenever Batman starts trying to release Danny so he can go home, all it does is hurt Danny worse and worse!

Cue the Bats contacting every magician they can both count on and stand being close to, because even Batman's children dont immediately go to "oh hey, let's just adopt the kid" and instead try to help him first.

Would Bruce be disappointed that Gotham is being possessive of a kid that isn't theirs? That they're seemingly trying to force any of the Bats to adopt him, when that's not what the kids wants or needs?

Would Jason be heartbroken that the Spirit of Gotham was knowingly hurting a child just for their amusement?

Meanwhile, Danny just wants to go home, and be far away from this city. And he wants to know if there's there something like a ghostly restraining order he can file against Gotham?

Like, he was maybe considering moving here in the future, after he graduates, but now? Now, because of this, he's NEVER setting foot in Gotham ever again.

Part 1, Part 2

Hmm, there are a couple of discrepancies within this ask lmao.

In previous parts of this ask, it's stated that Danny is 17 and that Gotham is actively hiding him away from everyone, meaning that Danny is either the same age as or older than Tim when Jason beat the shit out of him 💀 and that Batman wouldn't be able to find him.

I also think if the Batfam were to ever meet mp3!Danny, he wouldn't ask for help or tell them what's going on.

In this idea, I imagine that Gotham is DESPERATE for help since she already lost some of her heroes several times and she doesn't want it to happen again. She keeps Danny in the city so he can help her against the curses and murders there. Danny is in a panic bc he's separated from family and he HATES the idea of being away from his haunt, but in the end, he and Gotham will work together to keep the city and its heroes safe until Gotham is satisfied.

I imagine that later, they make a more formal deal and Gotham agrees to only keep him there for a year. In the meantime, Danny helps around the city (and eventually gets discovered as Bruce notices strange things happening).

I think Danny and Gotham would have a mutually beneficial relationship where they make a deal and they both dislike the situation, but make the most out of it and then grow to like each other. Danny may hate the situation at first, but I think he'd understand Gotham's desperation. She doesn't want to hurt him (she comforts him in part 2, but still won't let him go), but she needs him a lot and he gets that. He did just witness a murder on the first night too, which kinda proves Gotham's point ab how much she needs help.

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #danny phantom x dc #dp x dc crossover #ask #anon ask #danny fenton #ty for the ask!#lady gotham #jason todd #mp3 danny au

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thecatchat · 2 years ago

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Ace the bat hound becomes a ghost dog because he's such a good boy and dedicated to justice. Inspired off of this post here.

But, instead of being found out by Danny, it's the batfam's usual mystic contacts, like Constantine, that discover and reunite Ace and the Bats. Constantine muttering about how annoyingly resilient the particular brand of ghost is. From the infinite realms, Ghosts from there are a headache and a half to get rid of but portals, information, and really anything about it is far and few between since no one's been able to get into contact since some fight a couple centuries ago (Dark being sealed away). Justice Leauge Dark promises to let the family know if they hear anything or find any relevant information about the Infinite Realms, but since literally nothing has been heard from them in so long, no one really knows anything off the top of their head about it.

While Ace is technically supposed to be hidden away at home, he ends up sneaking along one day to help deal with Joker after the clown kidnaps Nightwing and/or Robin (Damian). The photos and videos of the event are blurry and smudged, but word of mouth gets around, and soon, the entirety of Gotham is celebrating the return of Bat Hound the Ghost, the very good boy back from the grave.

Meanwhile, things are going great for the family, just having Ace back makes everyone feel just a bit better (because Ace is a full ghost with a core and is helping to filter the currupt ectoplasm called Lazarus Water with physical touch). Jason is over more often and enjoys flopping on the couch with Ace for a quick snooze, Dick is over the moon to fight with Ace by his side again, Damian makes sure Ace is properly introduced to the rest of the animals that live at the mansion, Tim actually falls asleep semi-regularly now after Ace starts bothering him about being awake, and everyone else is reaping the benefits of having a bat trained dog that seems to be able to sniff out when they need a dog to pet.

Then these guys in white show up.

Ace had seemingly been on edge all night and when it was time to turn in for the night and let Signal come out for the day, Ace follows along, not listening to any command to stay home. Some of the others stay ready in the cave but they let Signal and Ace go out with the promise to call the moment something big happens.

Now, up until then, Ace's powers had been tallied up to: intangibility, invisibility, and occasional hovering/heightened jump. Every other exercise responded out as normal dog (except for the whole being dead thing). Maybe slightly higher emotional intelligence, but some dogs are just Like That. Through some tests, they do find that Ace has a new found hatred of Lazarus Water, but they don't find any obvious weakness that isn't a banishment spell which is as worrying as it is a relief.

So when these white suits start shooting using guns that glow the same green as Ace in Signals' vision and the shoots hit? Ace yelps in pain before seemingly barking out some kind of energy ball? And barreling into a wall so hard it cracked from another shot? Every single alarm that Signal can think to trip gets set off.

But not before one of the suits (one of the many suits, they're terrible fighters but there's just so many of them and two of them) takes out something that looks like a thermos and points it at Ace.

Within a second, Ace is gone.

Signal is so shocked he almost gets hit himself by the dozens of shots of energy blasts now aimed at him. He can't get to the white van in time before it speeds off.

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I'm going to end this part here. I'm going to continue this in the reblogs but I also want people to take a crack at this story themselves! If you're inspired by this please put your thoughts or stories in the reblogs or tags!

#dpxdc #ace the bathound #dcxdc #dp x dc prompt #continued in a reblog #feel free to continue

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gothamite-rambler · 4 months ago

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StephCass Pact: If in two years Cass and Stephanie are still single or unfulfilled in their dating lives, they’re going to start dating since they don't want to rush into that type of commitment.

Author's Note: This is a future AO3 fic, and currently, I’m seeing Stephanie as bi and Cass as a lesbian. I’d love to hear your thoughts! And to those who aren’t fans of StephCass, feel free to scroll past this post.

Stephanie: I have an announcement to make, everyone! In two years, if Cass and I aren’t in relationships, we’re going to give dating a try.

Damian: You... might want to push that timeline up; I’ve seen your taste in men.

Jason (snort laughing): He means Tim.

Tim (looking up from his tea cup): Huh? What? I said sorry! How long are you going to hold that against me?

Damian: Forever. Stephanie, I will say Cass is better than Drake. Cass is better than a lot of the people you've dated.

Stephanie (bonking Damian on the head lightly): I’m going to let that slide, you little gremlin. Cass is pretty amazing, isn't she?

Stephanie grinned, a dreamy look in her eyes and her hands on her hips. The others exchanged surprised glances but quickly rallied to support her discovering her sexual preferences and wanted to wait to date Cass instead of rushing into it.

Stephanie: I already got approval from Barbara; she took Cass out for lunch. With them gone, I wanted to tell you guys! She said it might be a sooner, but she’s not ready yet. Neither am I. So in the meantime, I'm… taking up knitting, video games, and speed dating. I kissed my first girl a few months back, I loved it.

Kate: I was the same way with my second girlfriend in army. Being in the army sucked at times, but Tiffany made it easier. She used to keep my bed warm—

Jason (raising his voice): Damian is in the room.

Kate (effortlessly changing the subject): While we studied the Torah.

Jason: Nice save. Stephanie, did you just come out as gay to us?

Stephanie unzipped her jacket, revealing her bisexual striped T-shirt. A striped dinosaur adorned the front, sporting the colors of the bisexual flag.

Stephanie (eager): Not gay, but bi and I did! Your girl likes men and women!

Jason (chill): Hm, cool.

Kate clapped like she was watching golf.

Damian: Your coming-out moment was better than Drake’s too.

Tim (reading the shirt): Damian, I’m going to hit you later. What does that shirt say? "Why not both?" with a dinosaur on it. You would wear that during your coming-out moment.

Stephanie: You know me well, and my coming-out was better than yours.

Damian laughed, earning a playful slap on the head from Tim.

Tim: I'm happy for you either way.

Stephanie: Thanks. Yes, yes, I am bisexual. Dating hasn’t gotten any easier, but I’ve been enjoying meeting different women. I definitely have a stronger leaning toward women over men.

Kate: Don't blame you there. Not that I'm saying dating women is better, but I'm thinking it.

Stephanie: Kate, shush. You guys are being super supportive and I needed that since... I have to tell my mom. Do you LGBTQ+ folks have any suggestions?

Tim laughed while sipping his tea, shaking his head. He had to use a pie analogy when telling Bruce.

Kate: You're asking the wrong woman. Good luck!

Stephanie tapped her chin thoughtfully just as her mom and Bruce entered the living room, having overheard much of the conversation. Crystal Brown cleared her throat, surprised by the announcement.

Stephanie (spinning around, caught off guard): Ma, what are you doing here?

Crystal: The rat bastard owed me money.

Bruce: I have a name, and it was fifty dollars for gas.

Crystal: Rat bastard—I said it correctly. Silence. Now… Stephanie, are you telling the truth? Are you a wee lesbian?

Stephanie: It’s more than that. I… you see… Ma… It took a lot of soul-searching and being around both genders.

Stephanie took a deep breath, keeping some distance from her mom. Crystal's expression stayed neutral as she waited.

Stephanie: I’m bi. Not a lesbian, and this isn’t a phase; it’s who I am. I understand you’re a born-again Catholic, and I’ve supported that, especially since the church helped you get better. But I hope you don’t disown me. You're the only parent I have and I love you. I know this is new for you, but I’m still the same person.

Crystal tapped her chin, deep in thought. Kate straightened up, waiting for her mother’s reaction. Tim leaned forward, ready to intervene if necessary. Kate even grabbed a book, poised to toss it if the response was negative.

Crystal smiled softly and opened her arms wide.

Crystal: Come here, baby girl.

Stephanie (being pulled into a hug): Is this like a goodbye hug?

Crystal: No darlin' I would never. Jesus taught us to love each other, and while I’m new to this LGBT and Q stuff, what I do understand is that I love ya. You figured out who ya are and told me.

Crystal pulled away and gently cupped her daughter’s cheeks.

Crystal: You have made me so proud. The fact you’ve found out who ya are means you’re doing better than me, your father, or the rat bastard.

Stephanie smiled, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. She hugged her mother again, and Crystal patted her on the back.

Jason (while reading): That’s nice, and Bruce got insulted too. Good day.

Bruce shrugged, annoyed at being insulted without having spoken. Kate dropped the book, placing a hand on her chest.

Kate: Whew, I thought I was going to have to kick her ass.

Crystal: There’s no need for that. I had a friend back in Ireland who was a wee lesbian. Nobody believed that roommate lie. Plus, I’m going to love my Stephy no matter what. The Lord brought us back together, and I want to make her happy. Will grandbabies be in the mix?

Stephanie: I actually don’t mind having kids someday, so yeah, when I’m ready.

Crystal: The Lord is good then.

Stephanie: He or she sure is. I love you, Ma.

Crystal: I love you too, baby girl… even when you test my patience like you did with that wise joke about the Lord.

Crystal and Stephanie laughed, hugging once more. The rest of the Batfamily found the heartwarming mother-daughter conversation touching, but Bruce was still trying to figure out ways to set Cass up with any other woman.

Kate (sniffling): Oh my God, this is so sweet! Times have changed when a Irish Catholic mother accepts her bisexual daughter.

Jason: Are you crying?

Kate (wiping her eyes): I can’t help it! I got hit with all the feels when she didn’t disown her.

Crystal (her arm over Stephanie’s shoulder): I would never disown my flesh and blood. The Lord gave me to her, and I’m not giving her back. If I did, though, I wouldn’t blame ya for poppin' me in the mouth. Speakin' of judgmental pricks, are you ever going to tell that Protestant bastard I conceived ya with?

Stephanie: I’m working on a plan at the moment… it’s going to be good.

Crystal: Tell me how it goes. I can yell at him afterward.

Kate (clasping her hands together): This is so beautiful: acceptance and vengeance! Bruce, how are you handling this?

Kate snickered while covering her mouth. Bruce didn’t respond immediately, but realizing Crystal would be mad whether he spoke or stayed silent, he decided to voice his thoughts.

Bruce: Stephanie isn’t dating my daughter. It’s not happening. It’s good she finally realized her sexuality. Yay, acceptance, but they will not be together!

Tim (interrupting Jason): Bruce, how dare you ruin this Romeo and Juliet relationship?

Jason laughed, nodding.

Stephanie (placing a hand on her chest, dramatically): That really hurts my feelings, Bruce. Ma, I guess I’m not good enough for Cass. Oh, woe is me?

Crystal (angrily, with a tight smile): Stay here, sweetie. I gotta yell at the rat bastard!

Crystal marched over to Bruce and began to yell at him in her thick Irish accent. Kate and Jason watched the argument unfold like it was a televised event, while Damian continued drawing. Stephanie clapped eagerly, already feeling closer to her future girlfriend.

Damian (whispering): If it means anything, I’m not against you two getting together.

Stephanie (whispering): Thanks, kid. That actually means a lot to me.

To be continued and thanks for reading!

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insomanyfandomsilosttrack · 27 days ago

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So, I was scrolling through some old Tumblr posts from when HoO was first released, and I was reading a lot of the old Anti-Jason Grace and Jason Grace-Hating posts (bc Pookie was so hated back then), and I came to the conclusion of the two main reasons Jason Grace was so hated back then.

He's boring

He isn't Percy Jackson

Look, if I could go back in time and argue with all the losers who hated Jason, and defend my favorite Riordanverse character, I would. But since I can't, I'm going to make my statements now to try and get rid of any last bits of Jason Grace hate thats out here.

He's Boring That was one of the biggest problems I saw while scrolling. People thought he was bland and boring. That it was a chore to read his POV's, and many simply skipped past them. But him being boring was the point.

I'll start by saying not everyone needs to be goofy and funny like Leo and Percy, cause then that would actually be boring.

Second, Jason Grace is someone who from the ripe old age of 2, was taught to hide his emotions and his weaknesses from others. It was a lesson that was beaten into him. When you're 2 to 4, you start absorbing more knowledge, and things you learn during these ages stick around. Jason Grace, during these ages, was in the Wolf House where Lupa was judging his every move and every action while deciding if his worth and skills were great enough to convince the wolf pack to let him live. Jason was not allowed to show weakness, and this lesson would still stick with him when he reached Camp Jupiter, and CJ would hammer this lesson in even further because their Son of Jupiter cannot be anything less than perfect.

When it comes to writing compelling characters, you need some emotional strings to keep it realistic and relatable. Each and every one of the Seven, minus Jason, was never put into a situation where they had to completely hide their emotions. Sure, they hid their true feelings through confidence or humour, but they always allowed themselves to think about it in their thoughts, and they all have moments where it shows. (Like when Annabeth had a mental breakdown after she broke her ankle in The Mark Of Athena). Jason was never granted this opportunity because he had it beaten into him that he had to be perfect and show no emotion. What's the easiest way to not show emotion? Not thinking about it and not feeling it in general. Conceal, don't feel & Out of sight, out of mind, are two phrases that could describe Jason and his relationship with emotions. Because of this, we never really see Jason express emotional vulnerability much, and he doesn't normally think about himself because he lives for others. This ultimately takes away the emotional strings of his character and turns him into what everyone thought was "boring."

I know true Jason Grace fans actually know that Jason had plenty of emotional moments (Ithaca), and had emotion inside of him that had been locked away for so long, and was just starting to peak out, as Jason got to discover more of who he is, outside of the Solider that Lives to Serve.

He isn't Percy Jackson Yeah, he's Jason Grace. He's his own character. I know people were upset when they opened The Lost Hero and saw Jason's name instead of Percy's, but newsflash, this was a new series, with new characters, and new plots. Percy isn't the only character in the Riordanverse, and personally, I think Jason made The Lost Hero such an interesting book. So many people were able to read TLH because of Leo's POVs, but me personally, I was more intrigued by Jason. Why was he saying Roman Names? What do you mean he's Thalia's little brother? He defeated Krios?

It's quite obvious that Percy would come along later in the series, so why was it so hard for people to vibe with Jason while they waited for Percy's return?

Second off, why were people seeing Jason as a lesser version of Percy? Is it because he's a big 3 kid? Is it because he's a son of Zeus/Jupiter? If so, why weren't Thalia, Nico, and Hazel hated as well? Thalia is literally described as being very similar to Percy. Why wasn't she hated?

People might say it's because they were all also compelling characters, but I want to say Jason was also a very compelling character if you looked at him in the right way. Jason Grace is just as much of a complex character as Nico Di Angelo or Leo Valdez. The only difference is, Nico and Leo scream their pain and issues to us through their thoughts, POVs, Body Languages, Actions, and Words. Jason also has issues, but he hides them from us. Because he's internally afraid of being seen as something less than perfect, the same way Nico was afraid of being openly gay.

Jason is a different breed of complex compared to all the other characters. They all may be child soldiers, but Jason is THE child soldier. He's got so many issues, just as much, if not MORE than everyone else, but he's got a mindset that forces him to repress all his issues until everyone else's issues are resolved.

As I said before, Jason Grace lived and existed to serve others. He prioritized the mission, his friends, and his camp above all else. He himself was so far down on the list of things to care about, that he essentially stopped worrying about himself, and that's reflected in his POV's and thoughts

I hope this all helps! @starlightshadowsworld, @sodamnbored, @puriteenism, @somewhereincairparavel, @freezer-bride-your-sweet-divine

#jason grace #jason grace angst #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus #riordanverse

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igotanidea · 1 year ago

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A pattern : Jason Todd x reader

(Part 1 of How to be a good boyfriend series)

Every word he said to her was a lie...

Or at least that was how he felt.

I'll keep you safe - when he couldn't even keep her safe from himself.

You're safe with me - when even as much as her leaving home meant being put on the spotlight.

I love you - well that was true, but in his love he was so selfish it almost felt like a lie.

Selfish.

That was what he was.

Kissing her with a promise if tomorrow that could never come.

Holding and touching her, knowing he was going to leave her alone for the night. Again and again. Over and over.

Looking at her like she was his sun, moon and stars, even though that excessive attention was putting her in danger from all his enemies, real and potential.

So selfish.

And yet he could not stop.

Not when she was making him feel the warmth inside. The sense of belonging.

Not with the way she was bringing something long forgotten in him - happiness.

Then why did It feel like he was using her. Why did it feel like every time she laid her head on his shoulder or chest he was rather taking that warmth and serenity than giving it. Why did if feel like he was nothing more than a little kid, missing the embrace and promise of love and safety then providing it.

He shouldn't be a kid in this relationship.

"Hey, what's bothering you?" Y/N asked softly, raising eyes onto him, reading his face, searching for the reason for the sudden tension she felt coming from him.

"Nothing." he muttered. "I'm fine."

"Come on, Jay. Don't act like that."

"Like what?!" He bursted, suddenly getting a heavy wave of self-doubts. Even his Y/N was seeing that he was acting like a child. And this was clearly not what she needed. And now that she knew she was going to leave him alone. Break up with him. Break the heart that slowly started to open up and heal while being with her and--

"Hey. Hey, look at me!" She cried out desperately as he tried to (literally) push her away. Her hands found a way to his cheeks forcing his eyes on hers once more "Stop it. Don't cut me off. Talk to me."

"I don't know how to be a good boyfriend to you." he confessed looking down, unable to see the inevitable mockery that was going to reflect in her eyes.

"How to--. Wait, what? Jason? Who put that thought in your head?"

"No one. I can tell by myself that I am not what you need."

"Jason--"

"No. Let me finish. I do want to be what you deserve. And that's why I asked Dick-"

"Dick? Oh my god, please don't tell me you asked the greatest playboy heartbreaker for advice in a relationship..."

"Well, he's got some good tips on that-" Jason mumbled, though admitting that his older brother might have been right about something was at least painful.

"No." Y/N shook her head, squeezing his hand "No. Jason. Forget them."

"But-"

"Hush. You listen to me now. Although Dick experience in the matter of relationships is undeniable - I don;t think you should take him as a role model."

"Then who, Y/N?! WHO!?" He yelled and regretted it a second later "I'm sorry-- I didn't mean too. It's just--"

"Look, sweetheart. Lesson one, if you want it, is that there's no pattern when it comes to two people building something together. No one will tell you that when you do things a certain way it will work out. There is no magical number of things a girl and a boy have to do together to make sure they will be happy."

"There isn't?" Jason's face dropped at the sudden realisation. "But-- But then how am I supposed to make sure you are happy with me? How can I ensure that-"

"Jason."

"I really want to --"

"Hey. Stop it!" she chuckled leaning to kiss his forehead "We learn together. That's how."

"But-"

"Stop doubting yourself, okay? I am happy with you, mostly because I get to discover things I never did. Because you like them. Damn, do you think, I would even know I enjoy bike rides, if it wasn’t for you? Or would I know that I actually got the romantic part in me, if not for your Jane Austen addiction?"

"Um--" Jason blushed a little and it was so cute it made her laugh and peck his lips softly, "Hey... what was that for?" He asked, getting even more flustered.

"Consider it a gold star for memorising lesson one." she smiled.

"That every story is unique?" He tried to make sure.

"Yes. So let's make sure you don't ruin it with unnecessary silly thoughts, ok?"

He nodded.

"Then I got one important question to ask...." she took a deep breath - "Jason Peter Todd... will you learn how to be in a relationship with me?"

"I will. And I hereby swear to not listen to Internet couches and tiktok charlatans."

"Finally, you're getting some common sense back..." she chuckled, knowing well enough that his words, even if a little teasing, were a sign that he trusted her. Both with learning, but most importantly - with his heart. And with that knowledge she pledged to keep that part of him safe.

#jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x you #red hood x you #jason todd fluff #red hood fluff

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thelibrarian1895 · 1 year ago

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Gotham Rich People

So there are other millionaires and billionaires in Gotham besides Bruce Wayne.

I'll wait for you to get over the shock.

You good? Ok

There are other stupidly rich people in Gotham. A thought that if you've really made it in stupidly rich society in the dc verse then you have to have some property in Gotham where you stay for like a month or so every year like it's the regency society season. It's a sign that you're so ridiculously rich that it doesn't matter if someone steals your priceless painting or holds you for ransom because you can afford it and still be ridiculously rich. You are rich enough that your bodyguards are so skilled that they can keep you safe in Gotham. Because people are stupid and people who are rich and want to be snobs about it and show off tend to be a little more so than not.

Ridiculously rich seasonal Gothamites will also absolutely think that being kidnapped and held for ransom by one crime family or another or a rogue shows a different level of quality and status. Because they are just that bored and just that rich. And it lets them deal with the ✨trauma✨ ala gallows humor.

Lex Luthor has a bunch of snobby rich people look down their noses at him because he doesn't have Gotham property (Bruce keeps outbidding him when he tries and then Tim does the same when Bruce is busy because neither want Luthor in their city though sometimes people just won't sell if they find out it's Luthor trying to buy the property because they don't want him in the city either) and while he's rich enough to make mechs to go after Superman he can't afford quality Gotham caliber bodyguards.

Oliver Queen might have had a tiny by rich people standards apartment in Gotham, he inherited it. It may have been destroyed during the quake. He doesn't bother to rebuild or buy a new one and just stays in fancy hotel if he has to be in Gotham for any length of time and grumbles that Bruce won't let him crash at his place.

Tim gets Drake Manor back, if he didn't have it already, and puts it in his and Kon's name so Kon can be smug at Luthor because Kon has property in Gotham. Tim might come up with another secret identity as Connor Luthor's Gotham bodyguard just for fun. Superman may be Luthor's villain nemesis, Tim is determined to make himself Luthor's social and business nemesis because Tim apparently doesn't have enough people who want his head on a pike. Also fewer people give Tim well meaning lectures against villainy when Tim makes trouble for Luthor than when he's made trouble for Clark after Clark has said or done something dumb to Kon. Plus having a business nemesis makes being primary shareholder in Wayne Enterprises less mind numbing for Tim.

These other stupidly rich people also end up getting fleeced for millions by the Waynes for the Wayne charities because if they're going to have all these extra idiots to keep an eye on then these extra idiots are going to pay for things like the road work that the city isn't paying for because the city budget was embezzled by some jerk who ran off with the money to some other hole in the ground.

If Jason is bored enough he will be one of those rogues who kidnaps one of the Gotham elite visiting for their maintain the status month and the ransom money goes directly to literacy and educational programs. This way his preferred causes are funded and he doesn't have to be stuck in a suit at a horribly boring gala where he has to be polite. He is also considered the top tier platinum star in rogues to be kidnapped by since he is professional, has kidnapped Waynes before (Damian convinced him to do it so Damian could get out of a series of civilian parties and go hang out with Jon instead and a few times Cass has gotten Jason to "kidnap" her so she doesn't have to deal with a gala either) and is known for returning people when the ransom is paid. He has, on occasion, returned people after the ransom demands were made and denied and it is later discovered that he took the ransom anyway and the person who denied to pay the ransom finds themselves in serious physical and legal trouble. Seasonal Gotham rich people will absolutely brag about having been kidnapped by the Red Hood who clearly has good taste in hostages.

#bruce wayne #batman #tim drake #gotham #lex luthor #kon el #jason todd #damian wayne #young just us #cassandra wayne #damian wayne al ghul

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northlt03 · 1 year ago

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Rick is known to mirror myths a lot (Silena-Clarisse and Patroclus-Achilles, Polyphemus' cave, Hercules' labors, etc) He could and SHOULD have mirrored the Trojan war in HOO.

Let me set the scene. Gaea doesn't pop up until the last couple books. It's easy to be scared of something that is mentioned but not seen, which in my opinion, is why Gaea in the HOO books just wasn't scary enough.

So the antagonists in the first few books are the Giants working under Gaea's orders. Percy is kidnapped by them and given to the Romans in the hope that the Greeks and the Romans will go batshit crazy in a fight and forget all about the prophecy of the seven and destroying Gaea or whatever.

Camp Halfblood is fully ready for war. As soon as they find out (through an oracle or smth idk) that the Romans exist and they have Percy, not even Chiron can stop them. Percy is the hero of the Battle of Manhattan, of course, and the hero mentioned in the last great prophecy. He's like their modern Aristos Achaion.

Meanwhile, the Romans have no clue what's going on. There's this guy he's funny, he has no memories, he just shows up at their wolf goddess and trains and gets sent to them. Cool.

Juno can't stand to see New Rome be attacked. Whether or not they would win is a whole different story. So she plucks Jason from CJ and brings them to the Greeks just for some sort of a balance.

This mirrors the Trojan war in the sense that Troy was a fortified city, so is New Rome with tons of forts and walls. Aeneas' lineage went on to be Remus and Romulus, the founders of Rome. And Helen of Troy was stolen from the Greeks.

Anyway so there's that conflict, but at the same time Camp Halfblood is getting ready to attack, Jason, Piper and Leo get sent on a quest to rescue Hera who has been captured by Porphyrion and Enceladus.

On the way, Jason starts to regain his memory a little bit, though he doesn't know everything yet. He's still super conflicted with everything. A pretty girl thinks they were dating, Leo says they were best friends, Annabeth says the Romans are enemies. But whom should he really believe?

Piper's whole arc through the first book could be about how she's the daughter of the goddess of beauty, she wrongly assumes her fake crush on Jason was her mom's fault. And she's learned so much bad stuff about her mom from myths, she outright rejects feminity and anything remotely girly at first but then slowly she gets to know Aphrodite isn't as bad as some myths make her out to be. Bonding and shit bc why should Poseidon be the only present godly parent?

Leo, meanwhile, has no idea he can essentially fire bend in the first book. His arc could be about discovering his mother's death was his fault, slightly and coming to terms with it with the help of his friends.

Reyna on the Roman's side is freaking out bc Octavian wants to go to war with the Greeks who are close to attacking them, there's a strange dude who keeps trying to pick fights with gods, a horse girl and not to mention monsters won't fucking DIE.

SON trio go on their quest to Alaska to kill Alcyoneus/ release Thanatos and things are getting clearer to them as well. Just when the Greeks are about to attack on CJ, Polybotes and the monsters attack as well. Somehow, both sides end up fighting the monsters together.

They're not friends, but they're not enemies either, bc Percy is reunited with his gf and Jason is returned to his home.

The Roman senate and the Greeks somehow come to the same conclusions- that a quest needs to go to their ancient lands. Over the next few months the work of the Argo II commences.

Things seem smooth for a while. But Gaea grows restless. She poisons Octavian and manipulates him through dreams and stuff like Kronos did to Luke. As is the nature of most Roman emperors, Octavian overthrows Reyna and declares himself the leader of New Rome like his namesake Octavius Caesar. (HAHA! HISTORY PARALLEL BITCHES)

This puts the actual quest on hold bc the seven now need to find the Athena Parthenos to bring together the Greeks and the Romans and to stop Octavian's plan of trying to fuck as much shit up as possible.

Reyna, Nico and say idk, Grover, are the ones to deviate from the quest and bring the statue to USA again. But the Seven are still very much in Europe after rescuing Nico.

Percy and Annabeth fall into Tartarus which helps close the Doors of Death, except this time since Nico isn't there, Hazel has to take on control over ghosts and the dead in the House of Hades and leading up to it. The powers of mist, in my opinion, should have gone to Piper since charmspeaking is a lot like bending the mist verbally.

Piper's arc through the third and fourth book is starting to discover herself and with the help of her mother, figuring out she doesn't like Jason romantically like she thought she did.

Hazel's arc is gaining control over what she once was (dead). She's jealous her dad was there more for Nico than her, but she pushes past it and never lets her anger and grudges get the better of her which is like breaking boundaries for children of Hades/Pluto.

Frank's arc in HOH was really cool, I like that. So no change to that.

Jason, poor guy is still very much confused about everything really. He's used to being the leader, he feels lost in the large group. He has his moments to shine ofc (please take away his excess amounts of head injuries), but he starts to feel inferior, which is where Leo helps him bc the guy knows what that's like.

Anyway, in the absence of Percy and Annabeth, Jason has to take charge. He discovers he doesn't really like it. That's not what he was meant for even though he had greatness thrust upon him at a very young age.

His BOO arc is earlier this time and takes place throughout HOH and BOO. He's content with himself, even if he isn't with anyone. HE'S THE ONE THAT GETS SENT TO OGYGIA!!!

And Calypso eventually does fall for him bc he's smart, nice, and just an overall swell guy. But he helps her to realize that she can be content in herself as well. And he promises her that he'll help her.

Show me Leo, Jason and Percy trying to think of ways of helping the goddess.

In any case. BOO could have been like Iliad pt 2 also known as the Odyssey. It takes them the whole book just to get to Athens. Meanwhile, they've understood that Gaea is the main main villain. She's even raised some of the other primordials against them.

Percy and Annabeth already saw Tartarus, and then there's Oceanus who makes their travel much harder than necessary. Something something about how they get tossed all over the place and somehow manage to gather all the correct ingredients for the potion (i forgot the name lol) on their small adventures in the different places. In the end they finally make it to Athens. Except this time, there's only a few giants there bc they killed the rest before.

Annabeth and Percy are taken hostage, like it happens in the books, but PERCY WILLINGLY GIVES UP HIS BLOOD TO RAISE GAEA RATHER THAN LETTING ANNABETH GET HURT BC OF HIS FATAL FLAW LIKE ATHENA TOLD HIM WOULD HAPPEN EVENTUALLY!!

The Gods DON'T SHOW UP PLEASE!! That was so lameee. Why even do the whole quest if their mommies and daddies were going to show up to help them????

So while Percy and Annabeth are battling the remaining few Giants, Leo, Piper, Hazel and Frank go up against Gaia herself. In the old myths four titans held Ouranos down while Kronos chopped his essence up. In the same way, they battle Gaia away from her turf in the air, keeping her distracted enough. All these demigods are needed because she's a primordial dammit!

Jason, my guy, comes in a clutch, chops her to pieces and sends her essence to Tartarus!!

The world is saved, the end!

#percy jackson pjo #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #hoo #heroes of olympus rewrite #heroes of olympus #jason grace #nico di angelo

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leoruby-draws · 9 months ago

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Next up is Owen Mercer aka Boomerang Jr, son of Captain Boomerang and the speedster of the TrWh Outlaw team! Get ready for another long post you guys, god my hands are hurting this week arrughhh.

Owen's a fun character to draw and has a fun personality in general. He's more angsty and dark in the comics but since Digger finds out about him early on, Owen's much more happy in this au. Digger and Owen have a fantastic father-son relationship and Owen really looks up to him. Digger is so happy he found Owen but is kinda frantic on how to raise him, being a villain isn't the best job for a dad. Not sure what age Digger discovers him, maybe 10 or so?

That mini version of Digger's outfit is what Owen would've worn if he was discovered even younger (he's 4-6 in that doodle), preteen Owen would've found that outfit a bit too silly for his tastes tho.

Honestly I'm not sure if Owen even lives with him, since Digger is a rogue and probably in jail more often than not, Owen might still be in foster care. I don't remember if Owen was shown to be adopted in the comics, he was already shown to be an adult. Btw, concerning Owen's age*, I'm slightly lowering his age to better fit with Jason's age group (he's 12 to Jason's 10). He, along with Jack Moore, are the oldest of the team, too bad Owen doesn't care about acting his age!

While Owen loves hanging out with his father, he also likes to hang out with the Flash aka Barry Allen. Barry has been mentoring Owen on and off (much to Wally's dismay) and has been slowly pushing him towards heroism. He's knows Owen's got a good heart and see's that he has the potential to access the speedforce. Owen's a character that's caught between two worlds, rogue and hero. Does he want to follow in his father's footsteps or go follow Barry?

What a conundrum, but this is a problem he had in the comics. His struggle to figure what to do with his life. Actually, I think I heard somewhere he was actually created with the intent to replace Wally as the Flash but they dropped that plot point, leaving him adrift in the comics. Let me know if that's wrong tho!

Captain Cold aka Leonard Snart isn't helping matters as you can see in that vague threat up there, I'd like to better define that relationship between those two but I'd need to read more comics with Leonard to do that.

Here I have Owen with some of his friends and his dad. I said in my last post with Rankorr, that he and Owen's friendship is a nod towards the famous Green Lantern/Flash partnership. Owen's always trying to get Jack to loosen up and have fun, Jack sometimes finds this annoying but is slowly letting Owen in his life. You can see up there Owen giving Jason a ride someplace, bet Jason wishes he took the bus lol.

You can see Owen gushing over Para Dice, his canonical girlfriend from Rebirth. Owen at some point meets her in Australia and has an instant crush on her. Para is a rather mysterious girl, but has taken a liken to Owen as well. Still too young for a proper romance tho, plus Owen would need to sharpen up his speed skills if he wants to make this LDR work.

There's Digger training Owen in the art of the boomerang, rogue or hero, any son of Cap. Boomerang will be a learn to toss a good boomerang!

Another drawing of these two, aren't they adorable?

Here's Owen bother poor Lisa Snart aka Golden Glider. Owen can be a little insensitive, tho he's never actually malicious in intent (usually). Always thought it was weird that Lisa was considered a candidate for Owen's mother, she didn't seem old enough for that (Owen was like early twenties). Anyways Lisa thinks he's an annoying little twerp...

...and not the only one. Here's Owen bothering poor Jesse. Also you can see I messed up on her shirt design, wasn't really thinking about what I was drawing I guess. I do that sometimes lol.

On the nature of Owen's and Jason's relationship, they seem to quite like each other. Neither of them had many friends before the team, and find easy camaraderie in having simple boyish fun together, which is something they kinda needed in life. You'll sometimes see them making complex plans for the next prank (Lori is invited as well).

In team dynamics, Jason can find Owen tendency to not take fights seriously kinda annoying. While Owen can sometimes disregard Jason's leadership (should Jason be leader that day I mean) due to him being younger. Friction isn't common between them though, perhaps because they got a lot in common.

From being caught between opposing morality, difficulty in finding a niche in the DC comics, even in trying to discover who their mothers are. Its can be validating to know people who understand what your going through.

Little more focus on Owen's relations, I said that Barry has been trying to steer Owen towards good but I also think that Barry just thinks that Owen is just a fun little guy in general. I'd think they get along pretty well, Wally looks so pissed tho. There was this one comic where Hal had Wally as a sidekick for a day and Barry was pretty jealous. Guess the reverse is happening here. Wally's a favored target for Owen's pranks, so this whole situation is just very annoying to him.

Here's Digger introducing Owen to the rogues, Leonard looks befuddled at all this (Digger got a girl preggo? crazy).

Wanted to have Digger and Owen watch cartoons together, so I looked up Australian cartoons, found something called Bluey. Apparently it's super popular, even adults like it. So I found some free cartoons on youtube and yeah. It really is that good. Look it up if you want to see some fun, relaxing cartoons with smart writing!

To finish off this mass of words, here's Owen being a goofball with Eddie and Jason. I'm slowly finding that Owen's got a pretty fun dynamic with most anyone I draw him with. So that's been fun.

All this and I still haven't gone into Meloni and Bart, but it's best if I leave that for later. Anyways, hoped you like all that!

*About Owen's age, the comics never specified what his age actually was. All I know he's in his twenties but still younger than Dick's age group. Young enough to be unsure of his place in the world, but old enough that his 'relationship' with Kara to be weird. I guess it'd be less weird in my au with a smaller age gap, but that's still not happening.

#DC Comics #Owen Mercer #Captain Boomerang #George Digger Harkness #Barry Allen #Leonard Snart #Para Dice #John Moore #Rankorr #Lisa Snart #Jesse Chambers #Jason Todd #Eddie Bloomberg #my art #Training Wheels au

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quokkacolazero · 9 months ago

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You know what I realized this morning?

Jason doesn't have a happy ending.

And I don't mean because he died, if Jason had survived, he still wouldn't have gotten one.

Just think about it, Percy and Annabeth are finally together and are going to university and during the holydays they see their families. Yeah, they still need to do a couple of quests, but this is like the calmest their lives have ever been, and a dream come true for them.

Hazel and Frank are Praertors of Camp Jupiter. Sure, that was never their plan but mostly because they could never have seen themselves doing something like this. Just look how they've grown! No longer are they the shy probatios that mess everything up, but the most important and most respected people at camp and they're really good at it. AND they get to do it together. Not to mention they've had big shoes to fill (they’re the successors of Jason Grace and Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, no pressure am I right?).

Leo finally found a family. He now has TWO moms, a little sister, an older sister, new friends, a girlfriend (even if it doesn't work out, I think they'd stay friends), a really cool home... He finally belongs and its everything he's ever wanted.

Piper had a really good ending too like, yeah, her dad lost his job, money and all his assets but this is something she accepted. Because in a twisted way, it's also a dream come true for her. Her father finally has time for her and can pay her attention. She can rediscover her roots and she is figuring herself out without her mom or Hera breathing down her neck. This is literally the best possible outcome.

Even Nico had a happier ending. He is accepted in Camp Half-blood and considers it his home. He has a great boyfriend, is learning to accept himself, has a sister he can visit and is healing.

And finally, Reyna, my Aro-Ace Queen! The girl that was always perceived as "the one that Jason should have ended up with". She defied everybody's expectations and became a hunter of Artemis with her best friend, let go of all the stress she was under and is also finally discovering herself.

But where does that leave Jason? Assuming he had survived, where would he have gone when it was all over? The boarding school? Camp Jupiter? Sure, he had all those temples to build, and he was gonna be pontifex, but that's just a job and those temples were built pretty quickly. We know very little of Jason's life, but we know it couldn't have been easy. Being raised as child soldier since he was a toddler and before that, being raised by wolves. I imagine the closest thing he has to a parental figure is Lupa. Lupa! I mean how fucked up is that? Unless he had some kind of foster parents, but I doubt it, or it would have been mentioned somewhere. What I'm trying to say is that ever since he was a toddler Jason has had this huge weight on his shoulders of being the forbidden child of Jupiter. He was trained from very early on not show his emotions, has had little to no support system and definitely no childhood. (No wonder he is "boring" and "doesn't have a personality", where was he supposed to find the time between not getting eaten and sword training?). So, would permanently going back to Camp Jupiter be healthy? He won't be able to grow there or figure himself out beyond being the son of Jupiter. Plus, he did say he belongs to both camps. But what does that mean? Would he just travel back and forth between the camps? That still feels kind of unstable. He can't even stay with his sister since she's a hunter of Artemis. Sure, his friends would take him into their homes, no questions asked, but where is his home. Where does Jason Grace belong when he isn't the son of Jupiter.

#heros of olympus #pjo #percy jackson #jason grace #trials of apollo #rick riordan #i wrote this on the way to school #i am not well #jason grace is an incredibly tragic character #pjo hoo toa #toa

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whoevenheckinknows · 4 months ago

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I'll be there for you Pt. 1/2 (JayDickWeek 2025 Day 2 & OmegaJasonToddWeek 2025 Day 1) (Explicit)

Part 2

Fandom: Batman All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationship: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd

Characters: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd

Tags: jaydickweek2025, jaydickweek, OJTW2025, omegajasontoddweek2025, chapter 1 is Jaydick week day 2 and OJTW day 1, chapter 2 is for OJTW day 7, more tags will be added when chapter 2 comes out, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, omega jason todd, alpha dick grayson, incest kink, possessive dick grayson, only slightly but its there, protective dick grayson, jason presents recently, omega heat, first heat, first time, smut, very little plot, let me know if I'm missing any tags, no beta we die like jason todd, POV Third Person

Summary:

Jason, recently having presented as an omega, is going through his first heat alone. That is, until Dick discovers him and offers his help.

A/N:

This is my first time writing omegaverse, so I hope it's not terrible. I spent my entire Easter writing this in my living room, with my mom feet away from me, so I hope my suffering is worth it.

This first chapter is for JayDickWeek 2025 Day 2 and OmegaJasonToddWeek Day 1. Chapter 2 will be for OmegaJasonToddWeek Day 7

JayDick Week Day 2: Talons/Court of the Owls | Incest Kink | Possessiveness/Protectiveness

OmegaJasonTodd Week Day 1: Courting Jewellery | Jason Presents Recently | Possessiveness | Mating Chase

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It starts with a slight fever. Jason thinks nothing of it at the time, simply assuming that the colder weather is getting to him. Finishing patrol early to get some rest and hopefully stave off a full blown illness, Jason makes his way to his nearest safehouse. He boils himself a nice cup of tea with honey, and curls up on the bed. Nice and comfy under the heavy winter blanket, Jason pulls out a book to read while he drinks his tea.

Except.

His body keeps growing warmer. At first, he blames it on the blanket and tea, and simply tolerates the warmth in order to not make himself any more sick. But it grows worse and worse, and soon he is kicking the blanket off in his need to cool down.

Then the cramps start.

Like the fever, they too begin small. Jason assumes that the fever and stomach ache indicate a stomach bug, and steels himself for the inevitable rush of nausea that will eventually overtake him. It never comes. Instead, the cramps simply grow worse and worse, and the heat overtaking his body starts pooling lower and lower until he feels that it can't possibly get worse please make it stop somebody help him-

Warm liquid gushes around Jason's thighs and suddenly Jason knows this isn't just some stomach bug. No. This is a heat. His first heat.

Jason curses. He knew it would happen eventually. He presented as an omega only recently, long after most people have presented and even mated. Although, most people don't die at fifteen and get revived via stinky mountain dew water. Still, just because he was expecting it, doesn't mean he was anywhere near ready.

Jason groans. What the fuck should he do? He knows he should call someone, but goddamnit he doesn't want to be seen as weak. He's the fucking Red Hood, he can handle a heat on his own.

Jason sits up, wincing as more slick leaves him at the motion. He chucks off his pants and underwear, avoiding looking at the large amount of liquid staining the insides. He'll deal with them later. He wobbles over to his closet and pulls out a box of things he bought after he presented, bringing it all back to the bed with him.

Sitting at the foot of the bed, Jason rummages through the box. All sorts of sex toys, from knot toys to anal beads, as well as lube and condoms fill the box. So many different options. He has some of his goons to thank for that.

See, Jason presented just a week and a half ago. While in a meeting with the most trusted members of his operation without his helmet or scent blockers, they all noticed the subtle shift from pup-non-presenting-unready to the sweeter scent of omega-adult-mature that came from Jason. Jason hadn't known what to do when it had happened. He assumed, due to his malnourished life as a street kid, he would likely end up a beta. Or, after his dip in the Lazarus Pits, end up an alpha with his broad body and rapidly gained muscle.

A few of the omegas in the meeting with him gently took Jason out of the room and helped him process his sudden life change. They helped him pick out heat toys, giving him their own recommendations. The male omegas in the group, especially, had fun picking out things for Jason to buy, "Just in case."

Jason looks at a huge anal toy with fondness, before another wave of slick hits him. Fuck. Jason needs something inside of him now.

Jason grabs one of the smallest dildos in the box. He's never done this before, never put anything inside of him, so he wants to start small. He pushes the box to the side and lays back on the bed.

Well, here goes nothing.

Jason runs his fingers along his abdomen, shivering as the slightly cooler skin sends a chill down his spine. He brushes lower, following his happy trail down between his thighs. His skin is already tingling as he gets closer and closer to where his body clearly wants him to touch.

His thighs are soaked with slick. Fuck, did all of that really come from inside him? He slides fingers through some of it, pulling away to spread them and watch the liquid string in the gaps between. He resumes his exploration, moving to where his cocklet is straining painfully.

Brushing a finger at the base, Jason can't stop the hitched breath that escapes him at just the brief touch. He slides the single finger along the length, starting at the base and moving all the way to the head. He rubs across the slit at the tip, shuddering at the feeling. Curling his hand around the short shaft, Jason starts jerking himself slowly.

It feels so good. Jason's never really had time to touch himself before, so he's not sure what he expected, but the pleasure that fills him is intense, heightened by the heat hormones flowing through him. If this is what it feels like just stroking his cocklet, just how nice will being filled feel?

Jason decides to find out. His body hums its agreement as he moves his hand over his taint and to his rim. Feeling the pools of slick that surround the opening, he rubs the nearby skin gently.

Jason circles his rim, whining as his body screams for him to just fill it already. Instead, he teases himself, barely poking the tip in before pulling out and circling the entrance once more. More slick releases at the teasing, as if trying to tempt him inside. Finally, he pushes in.

It's only one finger, and yet his walls feel so tight around it. Even with the heat and the slick, it takes effort to slide his, albeit decently sized, finger in to just the second knuckle. He pulls out and pushes back in, deeper this time, and again even deeper, until the whole finger is in. He pumps in and out slowly for a while, getting used to the feeling of something inside of him. Soon, his body is begging for more, a mere finger nowhere near the girth it craves. He adds a second finger, this time easier as the first loosened him up fairly well. Switching between thrusting and scissoring, Jason works himself open.

Adding a third finger, he starts curling them at the end of his thrusts, searching for the bundle of nerves hidden deep inside. Jason's whole body jolts as he finds exactly what he's looking for. He aims his thrusts there, his body singing at the pleasure it fills him with. The feeling swells, each slam at his prostate bringing him higher and higher until it feels like his whole body is tensed, ready to snap. His walls are clenching around his fingers in anticipation, as he continues thrusting deep inside himself.

Jason can't take much more of the building tension in his body. He brings his other hand down to his cocklet, grasping tightly as he strokes it in time with his thrusts. It only takes a few rubs for the tension to finally snap, and he cums with a shout. His walls flutter and slick gushes around his fingers as he continues pumping into his hole. Even as he finishes riding out the orgasm, he continues his fingering, knowing he's nowhere near finished.

~~~

It's been days, and Jason is ready for this to be fucking over already. He's used every toy in the box at least once, and yet somehow his body is still craving more. Even the knotted toys don't satisfy the desire filling his gut.

He's been able to take small breaks between orgasms, and he takes advantage of them when he can. When his heat first started, he'd barely been able to stop and sleep, let alone get up to eat or grab water. Now, however, he's able to grab what he can from the kitchen or take a quick piss before the next wave of heat hits.

Jason is currently on one of his breaks. His body aches, and he sits at the kitchen counter nursing an electrolyte drink and a sandwich. He hasn't bothered putting on any clothes since his heat started, knowing the slick and sweat would just ruin anything he puts on anyway. It's not like anyone is going to be coming here anytime soon.

Or at least he thought no one would be coming anytime soon.

Jason is almost finished with food when he hears the living room window slide open. Any other time, he would be on his feet at the ready, prepared to fight off any invaders daring to enter his home. But now, Jason's body is exhausted and his fever is making his mind slower. So he is only able to spin his stool around to look in the direction of the sound.

"Little Wing?" A familiar voice calls out in the apartment. Dick's tone is worried as he makes his way further in. "Are you in here?"

Jason is glad that the Bats are forced to wear scent blockers on patrol, otherwise he knows he'd have whined at the concerned alpha scent that Dick is no doubt releasing. As it stands, he only lets out a slight whimper at his voice instead.

"Jason?" Dick must have heard the noise he let out, because his footsteps are growing closer to the entrance of the kitchen. "Jay, what's going o-"

Dick cuts off as he's finally able to see into the kitchen. Jason gives the man a once over. He must have finished patrol already, because he's back in his normal clothes, sweatpants and a jacket over a t-shirt, despite his scent blockers still being on.

Dick stares at Jason from the doorway. Jason can only imagine what he looks like right now. Naked, sitting on a stool with both dried and fresh slick covering his thighs and his hair drenched in sweat. His scent fills the room, hell the whole apartment, and Dick's eyes blow wide as he takes it all in.

"Jay?" Dick says softly, his dilated pupils trailing over every part of Jason's body. Jason feels exposed, and he wants nothing more than to cover himself, but his body is too tired to move. Especially as Jason's body starts warming up once more, preparing for the next round of heat to begin.

Jason never got around to telling the Bats about his presentation. They're not his pack, not really, so it's none of their fucking business in his opinion. Any interactions between them and Red Hood have happened with all parties using scent blockers. So all of this to say, Dick was unaware before now that Jason is an omega.

Dick takes a step forward, and a warning growl leaves Jason's throat.

"Go the fuck away, Dickhead." He snarls. Dick stops in his track, but doesn't leave like Jason commanded.

"You're in heat." Is all Dick says. Another growl fills Jason's throat.

"No fucking shit, Captain Obvious."

"You're… an omega."

"Are you gonna keep stating the obvious, or are you going to fucking leave before I make you." Dick stays where he is.

"Do you…" Dick pauses, taking Jason in once more. "Do you need help?"

This time, when Jason growls, it's accompanied by the smell of wary-protect-defensive leaving his glands. He jumps to his feet, taking up a defensive stance. "Why the fuck would I need your help?"

"Well, I am one of your pack alphas-"

"No the fuck you're not." Jason snarls, taking an aggressive step forward. His scent gains a hint of intruder-threat as if to prove his point. "We are not pack."

Dick's eyes widen in shock as he subconsciously takes a step back. "What are you talking about? Of course we are!"

"I haven't been a part of your little pack since before I died, and I'm not planning on joining any time soon." Jason takes another step forward, forcing the scent of go away-intruder-threat-leave-protect to fill the room, the smell so fierce it almost drowns out the scent of heat that's still there. "Now leave."

Dick still doesn't go. He looks so heartbroken, Jason almost wants to give in and let him help. Especially as his body heats up more, screaming its need to be taken care of, even if it can't quite sense the nearby alpha through the blockers. Dick takes a breath.

"If you won't let me help you as your pack, can I at least help you as your brother?" Jason freezes at the words. Something about the words causes slick to start trickling out of him once more. He hopes Dick doesn't notice.

"Why the fuck do you want to help so bad?" Jason tries to cover up his reaction. Dick doesn't reply with words, instead running his gaze over Jason once more. When he finds what he's looking for, he takes a deep breath, as if bracing himself. Then, before Jason can do anything in response, Dick reaches up to his scent blocker and rips off the patch, allowing his scent to mingle with Jason's. Jason's eyes widen as the scent of alpha-interest-mine-attraction-mine-please-mine-mine-mine fills the room. He can't stop the loud whine that leaves him as his body responds to the smell.

"Please, Jay." Dick's whisper is hoarse as he makes his way closer to Jason. Jason doesn't stop him this time, too overwhelmed by the deep want emanating from Dick. The alpha stops in front of him, gently cupping his cheek as he forces Jason to look into his eyes. "Let big brother take care of you?"

Jason's walls clench at the words, and he knows he's fucked. All he can do is nod as he stares into Dick's eyes. He watches as the man's face brightens, his scent filling with grateful-assurance-protect-mine-love. Dick brings his face closer to Jason's, lightly scenting him with his cheek before resting their foreheads together.

"You won't regret this." Dick whispers, as his scent reassures him of the same thing.

~~~

The first thing Dick does is settle Jason back onto the bed.

"All you need to do is stay here and worry about taking care of your heat, Jay." He says, pushing Jason down onto the mattress. "I'll worry about bringing you food and water."

He leaves the room without another word.

Now that the scent of alpha fills the room, Jason's body is growing restless. But. It's not the feeling of warmth and slick that he's grown used to since the start of his heat. It's something else.

Jason sits up in his bed and starts fidgeting with the pillow his head's been laying on. He fluffs it roughly before laying his head back down. He sits up and does it again. Thenhe sits up and grabs the balled up blanket that's been long since abandoned on the floor next to the bed. He rearranges it beside him so he can curl his body into the balled fabric.

Jason whines in frustration. Something is missing. He stands up and starts prowling around his room. He throws open his closet, grabbing a spare blanket he keeps in there, as well as a couple t-shirts. One of the shirts, he briefly remembers stealing from Roy a while ago. He lifts that one up to his nose. The other man's scent still lingers faintly on the fabric. When Jason returns to the bed, he makes sure that shirt is placed close to his head. He arranges what he found onto the bed around him, curling up in the middle when he's finished.

Something is still fucking missing. Jason's really starting to get pissed off. What the fuck is his body looking for? He's been fine this whole time, why the fuck is his bed suddenly not good enough for him to finish out his heat?

Jason snaps his eyes to the door of the room as it clicks open. The scent of alpha fills the space as Dick steps in with a few bottles of water and some packaged snacks. The alpha has lost his jacket, likely having hung it by the front door, so only the t-shirt covers his upper body.

Jason's up before he can even process what he's doing, flying over to where the alpha stands. He doesn't allow Dick any time to speak before he's grabbing the bottom of the man's shirt and trying to lift it off of him.

"Woah there, Jay!" Dick starts, trying to use his currently occupied hands to gently knock him away. "I appreciate the enthusiasm, but maybe we should-"

Jason growls, cutting the man off before deciding fuck it. He grabs the middle of Dick's shirt instead, pulling until he feels the seams start to give. Pulling harder until the fabric finally rips, it leaves Jason with a tattered t-shirt in his hands. That's fine. This will serve his purpose.

Jason rushes back to his bed triumphantly, laying back down in the middle of everything. He places the tattered shirt right by his nose, taking a deep breath in as the scent of alpha fills his senses. A purr starts in his throat as his body finally, finally, settles once more. About fucking time.

Jason feels Dick's gaze piercing into him as he continues purring and rubbing his face into the shirt.

"Jay. Are you…" Dick pauses. Jason hears footsteps as they grow closer and closer to the bed. He heeds them no mind. "Are you nesting?"

Jason's whole body tenses, the comfortable haze he was in completely gone as realization washes over him.

Jason bolts up, staring around him in disbelief and taking in the soft blankets and the shirts scattered around. He… is nesting isn't he? What the fuck? What the actual fuck?

Jason's gaze jumps back up to Dick, who places the food and drinks on the floor and now sits on the foot of his bed. His nest. Jason waits for his instincts to scream at the intrusion, yell for the alpha to leave his space, that he doesn't belong. Instead, there is nothing. If anything, his body settles even more, slick starting to drip out of him once again at the sight of the alpha in his nest.

Of course he's nesting, his mind supplies. He invited an alpha to help him with his heat. Even though it was less an invitation and more of a reluctant agreement, his instincts seem to not care about the distinction.

Jason groans, shoving his head into the fabrics surrounding him to hide his face. Of course, one of the fabrics is Dick's tattered shirt, so the scent of the alpha fills his nose once more. He groans again as more slick slips out of him.

Dick lets out a chuckle. "I'm honored, Jay." His voice sounds teasing, but his scent gives away how genuine he is.

"Fuck off." Jason whines, not caring how pathetic he sounds as he buries his face further.

"Is that what you really want?" Dick's voice is still filled with amusement at the question.

Fuck this shit.

"Just get your ass over here, Dickhead." Jason relents. He feels the bed shift as Dick crawls up the mattress until he's right next to Jason. Carefully, the other man pulls Jason into his arms, positioning them so Jason's laying on top of Dick and is able to bury his face in the alpha's chest. The alpha's bare chest. Because he ripped the man's fucking shirt off.

"I can hear you overthinking, Jay." Dick chides as he starts running his fingers through Jason's sweaty hair. Jason purrs unconsciously, tilting his head to allow Dick easier access to the curls. Dick chuckles, and Jason feels the vibrations from the chest beneath him.

If Jason's being honest, he wouldn't mind spending the rest of his heat just like this. Curled up on Dick's warm chest, as the alpha gives off the smell of love-care-protection-safe-mine-affection. But sadly, his body seems to have other ideas.

Slowly, his body starts warming up unbearably as slick starts to drip more earnestly out of him. Jason whines, and tries to bury his face further into Dick's chest.

"Jay?" Dick asks, his voice tinged with worry. Jason whines again.

"Stupid fucking heat." He mutters, his lips brushing against Dick's skin as he does.

"Want me to grab those toys on the other side of the bed?"

Jason's arms wrap tightly around Dick, not wanting to let the alpha go. "No. C'mfy."

"Well, you need to do something about your heat, Jay. I don't want you hurting yourself by not taking care of it."

Jason makes a split second decision. Pulling his face away from Dick's chest, he stares up at the man with pleading eyes. "Help me?"

Dick's eyes widen, his pupils dilating with lust. His scent is filled with protect-mine-lust-mine as he takes in the request. Dick closes his eyes, taking a deep breath to calm himself. When he reopens them he looks back down at Jason. "Do you know what you're asking of me, Jason?"

Jason nods his head. "Please, big brother. Touch me."

Before he can process the movement, Jason suddenly finds himself on his back, Dick bracketing him under his body. Dick's eyes search his for a moment, making sure this is really what he wants, before leaning in. His lips are milometers from Jason's before speaking. "Big brother is going to take such good care of you, Jay"

Jason's whole body shivers, slick gushing out of him at the words. Dick takes that as his cue to connect their lips.

Dick tries to keep the kiss simple at first, keeping his mouth closed as he attempts to start slow. But Jason isn't having any of that. He licks at Dick's lips harshly. When the other doesn't open up right away, he pries the lips open with his tongue. Once inside, Jason ravishes the cavern now open for him to explore. He licks everything he can, until Dick's tongue starts tangling with his and suddenly that's his focus. Their tongues push together, trying to fight for the right to explore the other's mouth. When Dick's tongue starts overtaking his, he purposefully nicks the muscle with his sharp canines.

Dick growls, pulling his mouth away. Jason tries to chase his lips, but doesn't quite catch them before they're out of reach. "That wasn't very nice, Jay." He leans back down and nips Jason's bottom lip in punishment. He leaves his lips just a hair above Jason's when he lets it go.

"You didn't expect me to just lay here and let you take control, did you?" Jason whispers, his breath mingling with Dick's as he speaks. Dick smirks in response.

"I expect my little brother to behave himself." This time, Jason is just barely able to repress the shiver that threatens to overcome him.

"Well, maybe big brother should realize that his little brother isn't so little anymore." With that, Jason hooks a leg around Dick's hip, twisting so they flip and now Jason's staring down at Dick. Dick stares up at him, and the scent of his arousal intensifies as his eyes fill with lust.

"That he isn't." Dick responds, before surging up and kissing him once more. This time, he doesn't try to remain soft and slow. The kiss is vicious, all teeth and tongue, with growls leaving both of their throats as they fight to take control.

Jason grinds down on the body beneath him, his cocklet rubbing against the thick fabric of one of Dick's clothed thighs. He grunts as he does it again and again. Meanwhile, Dick's hands are starting to wander Jason's torso. He starts at the hips, runs them over Jason's abs and up to his tits. Dick cups both pecks, squeezing them as if they are a pair of full blown boobs. Letting one go, he runs a finger further up to begin circling Jason's nipple. Then, without warning, he pinches it.

"A-ahh!" Jason gasps into their kiss at the feeling, Jason never expected his nipples to be so sensitive, but as Dick starts rolling it between his thumb and index finger he realizes he never could have been more wrong.

Dick releases Jason's mouth, trailing open-mouth kisses down his neck. He stops only briefly at Jason's mating gland, giving it a long lick that sends electricity shooting down Jason's spine.

Jason keens, as Dick starts moving further down. Moving over to the nipple not currently occupied, Dick latches on tightly. He sucks at the same time that he pinches the other nipple and Jason can't contain his sounds at the sensation. "Fuck, Dick."

"Patience, little brother. We're not at that part yet." Jason glares at Dick, only for the alpha to switch to the other nipple, twirling his tongue around the bud. Jason's glare falls as yelps, and he can see Dick's smirk around the nipple in his mouth.

"Your- ah!- lucky you're good at this, Dickhead, cause- shit- otherwise I'd kick you out."

Dick gives one last kiss to the nipple before leaning his head back onto the mattress. "Sure you will, Jay."

Jason glares at him once more, and Dick lets out a hearty laugh. In retaliation, Jason adjusts his body slightly and grinds down hard on Dick's clothed erection. Dick chokes on his laugh as a hiss is ripped from his throat. Now it's Jason's turn to smirk as he does it once more.

Jason shimmies down Dick's body to his pants. He grabs the waistband of both Dick's sweatpants and boxers before yanking them down and off the alpha's body. Turning his attention to Dick's newly freed cock, he starts leaning forward to take it in his mouth-

-Only for Dick's hand to rest on his shoulder, stopping him in his tracks. "Jason, wait,".

Jason freezes, every muscle in his body tensing in fear. Did he go too far? Too quick?

Dick must sense his distress, because he runs a reassuring hand through Jason's curls. "No, shhh. You're fine, Jay. You did nothing wrong. It's just. Aren't I the one who's supposed to be taking care of you right now?"

Jason relaxes at the words. "You are, Dick. And right now the way you can take care of me is by letting me get that fat fucking cock inside my mouth."

Dick laughs as he removes his hand. "Well, if you insist."

"Oh, I do." With that, Jason continues leaning forward, uninterrupted, until his face is right next to Dick's cock. He breathes in sharply, taking in the musky scent of the alpha's arousal straight from the source.

Jason licks a stripe over the length of the cock, starting from the knot at the bottom and making his way to the tip. Swirling his tongue around the head, Jason can taste the precum that's starting to bead out of the slit. Dick's breath hitches as Jason flicks his tongue inside the slit a few times, enjoying the salty taste.

Finally, Jason takes the cock into his mouth. Starting with just the tip, he sucks softly before pushing down a little further. Bobbing his head, he takes a little more of the cock each time, until the head touches the back of his throat. He can't take the whole thing, so he reaches his hand to stroke what doesn't fit in his mouth as he bobs more earnestly.

Dick moans, his hips unconsciously thrusting upwards into Jason's throat. Jason chokes, and pulls his mouth away completely.

"Shit, Jay! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Jason responds. He's still stroking Dick's cock with his hand as he catches his breath. Dick grabs his wrist, halting Jason's strokes.

"If you do that again, I won't last much longer." Jason gives him a look.

"What? Big brother getting too old to hold his load?" He teases. Dick growls, flipping them over once more.

"You're just too perfect for me, little brother. Can you blame me for not being able to hold myself back?" It's Dick's turn to make his way down Jason's body, leaving kisses in his wake as he trails between Jason's thighs. Dick wastes no time as he takes Jason's cocklet fully into his mouth. It barely reaches Dick's throat, so the alpha is able to lick and suck to his heart's content as he pleasures Jason.

Jason closes his eyes as he pants hard at the feeling. This means he is wholly unaware when three fingers are suddenly shoved inside of him. He cries out at the sudden intrusion.

"Fuck, Jay." Dick releases Jason's cocklet to say. He starts thrusting the fingers in and out of Jason. "You're so fucking loose and wet. You feel amazing. All nice and prepped already for me. I'm so grateful you're letting me do this for you, little brother. Thank you for letting me take care of you."

Jason whines at the words. Dick simply turns his attention back to Jason's cocklet, putting it back in his mouth to continue his ministrations.

The tension is starting to build up in Jason once more. It feels so fucking good, and he can do nothing but lay there as Dick fingers his hole and blows him. Then, Dick's fingers hit Jason's prostate, causing Jason to cry out in pleasure. Dick says nothing, simply angles to hit that spot every time.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Jason can't help but repeat. "Fuck, Dick. I'm getting close." Dick simply picks up the pace on both of his tasks, slamming his fingers repeatedly inside of Jason and sucking hard on his cocklet.

The tension builds higher and higher, until Jason screams as his most intense orgasm ever rips through him. His walls pulse around Dick's fingers, slick gushing out as Dick continues driving them inside. Jason's whole body is trembling as Dick fingers him through the orgasm. Jason mewls as Dick continues even after the orgasm fades. He tries pulling away from the alpha's touch, but Dick grabs his hip with his other hand to stop him.

"Shhh. It's okay, Jay. But we're not done yet. There's still something else we need to put in this pretty cunt of yours." Despite having just climaxed, his insides clench with interest at the thought of Dick filling him up with his knot. It's what his body's been craving this whole time, after all. And now, it's finally about to get what it's been asking for.

Dick brings his face back up to Jason's. He rests their foreheads together. "How are you feeling?" He whispers softly, his eyes gazing softly into Jason's.

Jason doesn't think he can respond with words. The lingering spasms of his orgasm mixed with Dick's continued stretching inside him, Jason's on cloud nine. He signifies this with a chaste kiss to Dick's lips. Dick smiles fondly at him, and Jason is able to at least return it with a smile of his own.

Dick connects their lips again. This time, when he goes for a slow and leisurely kiss, Jason doesn't fight it. Instead, he returns it in kind, savoring the gentle feeling of their lips sliding together. Jason can taste himself on Dick's tongue, and he chases the taste, even as Dick pulls his tongue back into his own mouth. Dick separates them and leans back.

"How do you want me, Jason?" Dick asks. Jason thinks about it, but he really doesn't want to move.

"L'ke th's" he mumbles. Dick simply nods before grabbing behind Jason's knees and pushing his legs up towards his chest. Dick lines up his cock, looking up at Jason one last time. Seeing whatever he's looking for, Dick stares Jason straight in the eyes as he gently starts pushing his way inside.

They both gasp at the feeling. Jason, at the sensation of finally being filled by a warm, real cock. And Dick, at the sensation of Jason clamping down on him hard. The slide in is easy. Jason's been in heat for days now, been prepped over and over again, along with the puddles of slick he body continuously produces. Needless to say, it's easy for Dick to smoothly glide straight to the hilt.

"Shit, Jay. You feel so good." Dick slides out slowly, before slamming himself back in. Jason gasps, his back arching in pleasure. Dick continues like that, a slow but deep pace that has Jason's body crying in pleasure and relief at finally getting what it wants. Jason's body quickly gets with the program, his cocklet hardening again and slick rushing past Dick's cock with every thrust.

Soon, Jason's exhaustion from his orgasm is completely gone, and he's actively thrusting his hips in time with Dick's movements. He begins to feel something catch on his rim with every thrust. Dick's knot.

"Knot me, Dick. I want to feel my big brother's knot inside of me. Please!"

Dick growls, his pace hastening as his knot grows bigger and bigger. Each thrust of their hips causes it to rub deliciously on Jason's rim as it struggles to continue moving in and out. Soon, Dick is having to put effort into popping the knot in and out. But he keeps doing it, the pressure causing shocks of pleasure every time. Eventually, though, the knot gets stuck inside completely.

This doesn't stop Dick's movement however, as the alpha starts grinding his cock inside of Jason. He's filled completely, the tip of Dick's cock barely poking Jason's cervix with every grind, and Jason's prostate is being grazed by the Dick's thick shaft.

Dick grunts with each grind of his hips, and Jason helps by grinding up just as hard into the other man. Finally, Dick grinds down hard one last time before staying still as Jason feels his insides fill with something warm. Dick's cum, Jason's mind supplies oh so helpfully.

Dick stays like that until the last of his cum spurts out of his cock, before plopping down softly onto Jason. "I know you still need to cum again, but give me a minute to breathe. I haven't cum that hard in a long time."

"Geez." Jason breathes out. "First you almost blow early, then you have no stamina. You really are getting old, Dickie."

Dick flicks him playfully and Jason laughs in response.

Its only a minute or two before Dick picks himself back up off of Jason. He leans up and kisses him before moving to his neck. As he starts up his grinding once more, Dick licks and nibbles his way down Jason's neck once more, leaving hickeys in his wake. He stops again at Jason's mating gland, and Jason almost cums then and there when Dick nibbles at it without breaking skin.

Dick continues down until he's sucking at Jason's nipples hungrily. Between that, and the grinding against his prostate, it doesn't take long for Jason to grow steadily close to the edge once more. It builds and builds and Jason knows he's gonna finish at any moment feels his body tensing until finally-

"Cum on your big brother's knot, Jay."

-he's thrown over the edge, somehow even more intense than before.

"Fuuuuuck." Jason howls as Dick continues grinding and sucking and fuck it's too much he's not stopping it feels so good and-

Jason feels another wave course through his body and he cums for a second time in a row. Dick smiles, his lips leaving Jason's nipple with an audible pop and his hips slowing to a halt in their grinds.

"You're perfect, Jay." Dick whispers, bringing a hand to run through Jason's hair. "Fuck. You don't understand how thankful I am that you let me help you."

Dick leans to kiss Jason softly before continuing. "I will always be there to help you, Jason. Always."

He leans down to kiss Jason's chin. "All you need to do is ask."

He kisses Jason's pulse point. "Whenever you need me, I'm yours, Jay."

Finally, Dick reaches Jason's mating gland. Feather light, he places a kiss on top of the gland, causing a shiver to run through Jason. "Just like you're mine."

Surely, Dick can't mean what Jason thinks he means? But, as Dick pulls away from Jason's neck and stares him in the eyes, he can see that it's true. Dick's scent confirms it as well, drifting around Jason in a mist of want-mate-court-love-mine-please-mine. Fuck.

Dick presses a chaste kiss to Jason's lips once more. "You don't need to say anything right now. Rest for now, we're gonna be connected for a little while longer."

Jason simply nods and closes his eyes, feeling Dick lower himself back down onto Jason like a makeshift blanket. As he drifts off to sleep, Jason's nose is filled with the smell of protect-sleeping mate- mine- safe-promise.

~~~~~~~~

END NOTE:

Now, this one, unlike most of my other fics, has more smut than I expected, not less. So much so that I have a second chapter planned that will also involve a decent amount of smut. These boys just did not want to stop touching each other. And, I mean, valid.

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obsessionexpert · 1 year ago

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Damian Wayne is absolutely trans

So much trans energy

So I propose Trans Fem Damian Wayne with they/she/he

Gender:

Gender is more some foggy but solid quality, but in there is some feminineness, hence them identifying with trans fem as a simple label she slapped on so that they didn't have to question longer since it didn't feel wrong.

Discovery:

I don't think he'd spend much time thinking about her transness. Only reason she discovers it being that her dysphoria gets really bad, so they embark on a secret quest to figure out what's bothering her so she can no longer be a potential liability especially if this thing gets worse. "This thing" being transness.

They come out to Dick by announcing she is neither girl nor boy and he shall respect that. Then struts out of the room to avoid conversation. Next time Dick sees Damian its while Dicks talking on the phone about Damian (for some unrelated things) uses they on the phone, notices dami, mutes himself, asks if that pronoun set is okay. Damian is like "tisk is it not obvious" and Dick asks if other people can know, and about damians name. Damian clears up that yes everyone can know (tho not the general public) and yes she's fine with their name.

Finding out he's trans fem is a different story that probably involves a late night conversation/confession/pondering of transness. I'm leaning with Tim.

Pronoun Elaboration:

Damian wouldn't put that much effort into pronouns. She ponders what pronouns they'd be okay with for thoroughness because obviously they can't leave their research half-done, but caring about pronouns is an additional grievance that others can use as a weapon and it'd be weak if something so insignificant others don't really care about became something that could be used to harm them.

I do think Damian would end up using she more as Damian and the people around him, get more used to seeing her as trans fem. Especially as they transition more visibly (btw when I say transition I mean all kinds of transition. Damian's transition is mainly social for a while but this applies for when he does medically transition too)

Dysphoria:

He doesn't really get social dysphoria, it's a lot more bottom dysphoria, physical dysphoria in general, and even the way she internally genders herself, but they do like being included in stuff like girls night and other groups/activities intended to be exclusive to girls. Damian doesn't really get how others (Like Jason who I also head cannons as trans) can be bothered by the wrong pronouns and stuff other than being a pride thing (Like it would mostly be for her).

Physical Transition:

Damians transition goals aren't really that physical. Maybe way farther in the future he might consider going on E but since that could decrease his physical possibilities they probably won't want it anytime soon. It might change depending on how canon goes for him. She figured out she was trans too late for puberty blockers, but he does want bottom surgery as soon as they discover transness. (Which isn't happening. I don't have an age yet for when this happens but they're not a teen yet). Damian as a teen goes through a phase of trying to build more lean/less bulky muscles but that ends somehow. The influence of muscly woman in her life and the general shattering of that traditional framework combined with Damian prioritizing what's needed for vigilantism.

Social Transition:

They tried wearing breast forms but some light hearted remark, embarrassment, and dysphoria led to them never trying it again. Damian doesn't want the general public to know, but everyone she deems as important enough to know personal info about him does. (Probably a pride thing and plus who wants the Gotham upper crust to rag on you *cough* what happened to Dick *cough*) Damian does give in (Begrudgingly they insist) to getting more traditionally feminine clothing and they definitely wear it. At first to kind of challenge the batfam, because really how far are they going to let him go? Surely they won't keep up with this when she wears a skirt? It's less out of any real desire for this to be in her wardrobe, but lo and behold it ended up mingling a bit with the rest of his fashion. They end up growing their hair out in a still short (The style only goes down halfway to his neck at the longest) but more androgynous haircut. Damian also employs the use of a plain dark green headband to "push back the longer hairs blocking her sight" even though he would never let his hair grow long enough to block her sight and really the hairband is for aesthetics sake more than functionality most of the time. The headband is a gift from Alfred.

Conclusion:

Holy shit I have so many trans batfam head cannons. Expect a part 2 to this probably

#trans damian wayne #trans fem Damian wayne #trans headcanon #trans batfam #trans fem damian #transgender #trans feminine #trans fem #damian wayne #just got mark out some future ideas #Cis+ Tim Cryptic gender Cass Trans woman Dick and babs genderflud Jason he/she duke Steph as that one hc I might agree with and need to fin #Man-ish Bruce perhaps #WHY WAS FEMININE TENDERNESS IN HERE???

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Chapter 3

Tim's POV

This isn't how this was supposed to go! Damnit! I'm running through a maze of underground tunnels carrying Damian, who feels so incredibly small and weak in my arms. My heart is pounding in my chest as I instruct Damian on trying to contact Dick or Jason while I navigate through the sewers of Gotham hoping desperately to find a way to lose our pursuers. Diana help me, I made a horrible call and now Damian is paying for it.

It's been a week since Jillian Rodriguez was kidnapped and the body of Amila Gomez was discovered. There hasn't been any new kidnappings but there have been a total of 4 bodies recovered and identified. Each one was a missing girl: Amila Gomez, Sarah Lawson, Lily Temalt, and Emily Golden. 5, 6, 7, and 8 years old respectively.

Bruce finally found a lead after the Oracle systems tracked the exterminators van to a location outside of Gotham and had left this morning with Selina to go investigate. While all the bat kids have kept a distance from the case, we have learned a few things... We're a family of detectives it can't be helped. The girls each had high amounts of altered fear toxin in their systems and Raven was able to identify the carvings, for what only Bruce and Selina know.

Damian and I were on patrol together, he had helped me come across a lead for a minor case of unlabeled crates coming into Gotham Bay. Dick thought it was okay to split off for a moment to help Steph and Cass with something and allowed us to go ahead of him to investigate. Kon was away on a mission helping Bart with something and Jason hasn't cleared himself to go out on patrols, so he's helping Barbara with Oracle business. While sitting and watching more unlabeled creates be unloaded and stored I spotted something, a familiar rug from camera footage outside of Jillian's apartment. I informed Damian and he agreed that we should get a closer look at what was in the crates as well as who was bringing them in.

We were smart about it, slipping into the building and staying in a far corner in the shadows. Damian was too short to open one of the crates so he stood as our look out and took detailed descriptions of those moving the crates. The second I opened the box there was a flash of strange energy, something we very rarely encountered in Gotham... Magic. I reacted quickly and grabbed the edge of my cape pulling it to block myself and Damian who I'd grabbed and pulled into my chest.

There were shouts of alarm and rapidly approaching footsteps, I reached into the box quickly and pulled out a smaller box. I quickly opened it while Damian covered me beating away the henchmen while I quickly picked the lock on the smaller box. Once opened I grabbed the three vials and stored them away in the pouch with the most cushioning so the vials don't break. I turned around just in time to watch Damian get hit and fly back against the open crate, a surge of dark purple energy hitting him in the chest.

I felt my heart drop into my stomach as I quickly scrambled over to Damian and lifted him up to my chest, holding him tightly as I heard my little brother struggling to breath. I moved quickly, rushing and taking cover behind a series of stacked crates as more people moved closer on either side of us. I spotted the drainage grate instantly and formed a rough plan as best as I could. Letting Damian's legs rest on my thigh I used the free hand to remove a series of smoke pellets and a flash pellet. I turned and tossed the flash pellet over the stacked crates before tossing one on either side of us and then in front of us.

Once the smoke and scared shouts filled the area I grabbed Damian bridal style again and rushed towards the grate. Setting Damian down to lean against me I removed the grate, thankful that it came up with ease. I picked up Damian and jumped down and was preparing to cover up our escape route when I heard a woman yelling that we're in the grates. Instead I tightened my grip on Damian and started running through the drainage tunnel. That's how we got to where we are now, lost in Gotham's underground sewers and drainage system.

"Robins! Where are you?"Dick's voice came through my coms, static making it difficult to hear properly. I dodged left as a bullet grazed my shoulder and Damian let out the smallest cry I've ever heard from him. Damian isn't weak, I've seen him get hit and continue like it's nothing, it took months for Bruce to get through to Damian about getting injuries properly treated.

"Put me down," Damian whispered, it sounded strained like he was trying to be louder but couldn't. Another bullet grazes me this time near my hip, I tuck Damian's body closer, try to make him smaller.

"No, you can barely speak let alone run," I say while ducking through another sewer tunnel making another sharp turn and slipping, turning my body so only I slam into the wall before continuing my mad dash.

"Leave me, hide me somewhere and come back. I'm slowing you down," Damian wheezed as he spoke, I looked down at him for only a moment before stealing myself.

"Sorry little bird but I can't do that, you're too hurt gotta get you out of here... Plus Nightwing and Bat would throw a fit if I came to the cave without you." I smiled down at Damian, we had a rough start. I'd only been Robin again for a few years, finally off the bench after Joker got a hold of me. Then Damian showed up and over night it felt like everything changed, Bruce wanted Damian to be Robin. He said it would teach him morals, Bruce told me about Red Robin and I happily accepted after talking to Dick.

It took some time to get used to each other, honestly me and Jason have more trouble getting along than me and Damian. But Cass helped me and Damian see eye to eye and we've gotten along better for it. So no I won't leave him behind when he's so weak and fragile, especially because we don't know what that magic did to him.

"Red Robin! Where are you? Where's Robin?" Once again Dick's voice buzzed over the comms, Damian reached up and tapped the electronic in my ear and I heard the click of my mic being activated.

"Nightwing! I'm in the sewers! Robin was hit by something, magic but I don't know what it did to him!" I look down at the boy in my arms before continuing, "I have him with me but we're being pursued!" The hand holding my mic open falls limply and so does the rest of Damian's body. Panic grips my chest as I slip into a small alcove and slide to a stop before crying out.

"Superboy! Help!" Tears burn my eyes as I clutch Damian closer to my chest, I look up as the wall to my left crumbles away. I look up to see Kon floating above the ruins Bart jumps off of his back but before he can say anything I rush to him and Kon.

"Take him to the cave, he needs help!" I gently hand Kon Damian's small form and he nods, not questioning anything for a second before he flies away just as fast as he appeared. I turn to Bart fully prepared to ask him to carry me to the cave when I'm hit with a flash of searing hot pain in my back, I feel my body slamming into something solid before crumbling to the ground.

I suck in a desperate breath as I look up to see a familiar figure, the woman from Jillian's drawing. I had read through Jillian's dream journal but all of it made very little sense, she kept writing about how she was trapped but she wanted to stay trapped. The scared woman wouldn't leave her alone. I'd stop paying attention to it and thought Jillian's dreams had very little to do with her kidnapping. Same with the drawings.

I caught my breath after a moment and stood up, ignoring Bart's worried buzzing. I reach for and extend my bo staff and crouch ready to fight the woman before me. Bart fell into a ready stance also, the Scared woman smiled wickedly before moving her hands in a few quick gestures. Another beam of dark purple energy careened towards me but I dodged ready for it. I launched myself towards the woman alongside Bart, every time I thought either of us would land a blow she seemed to have moved.

"You two are so very cute with your darling attempts to fight me but it's useless," She smiled mockingly as I snarled and launched myself at her again. She seemed to be agitated at that because instead of just dodging she started to make strange gestures again. She used both her hands to draw another symbol in the air before clapping her hands together and appearing in-between them as she pulled them apart was a strange rift.

"Let's make this a fair fight hmm? Enjoy playing with my pet, little ones!" She says as she turns back towards me and fires another blast of purple energy. I barely dodge and watch as from the rift behind her a strange humanoid form slithers out. They're tall and lithe with grey skin and no features. The creature lunges towards Bart at extreme speed. I have to refocus on the scared woman before I get hit again.

"What do you know about the disappearances in Gotham? Where are the missing girls?" I growl as I lunge at her sweeping my leg out and once again the scared woman wasn't where I thought she was. Every time she's only a few inches to the right, enough for me to miss my hits. That sparks an idea, I dodge back as another shot of purple flies past me.

I rush back towards her and swing at her with my bo staff, like I expected she is a few inches to the right. When my bo staff hits the ground I let it bounce and swing towards the scared woman, this time I feel the weight of it hitting her. I take the opportunity to start landing as many punches and kicks as I can. Each one lands and all the woman seems to be able to do is block.

There's a loud bang and a second later I crumple forwards as a bullet hits my lower back, another gun shot and this time it hits my right shoulder. The scared woman takes the opportunity and hits me with a blast of magic, hitting my chest and throwing me back. I land hard enough to have the wind knocked out of me as I slide across the cement walkway of the sewers. I look up to see the man from Jillian's drawings smiling down at me, as I hear Bart screaming out my name. I see the scared woman hovering over me smiling down at me before she speaks.

"You want to know what I know hmm? I'll tell you this, Gotham is about to change and one of those girls will be at the center of it all." She laughs as she makes a series of hand gestures and grabs the man before they both disappear.

I have a moment to lay there, everything is too painful to move. I can feel the thrumming of my own blood in my ears and the warmth of it as it causes my suit to stick to me. There's a cluster of voices and suddenly Dick is standing over me and calling out orders. Bart appears next to me as well as Kon, then I'm being lifted and I try not to scream as Kon's TTK holds me. My chest and back burn in a nauseating way and it takes all my effort not to pass out. Dick barks out more orders but then the world blurs and I'm in the cave.

I'm back in the cave on a table with John Constantine standing next to Alfred and Bruce. I faintly hear movement and what I assume to be voices before it all just kinda fades away...

Jillian's POV

I focus on my breathing, that's been the only thing I can do when this happens. I've screamed myself hoarse and I can't cry because I'm so dehydrated. But eventually it all stops and I'm left feeling empty, the pain from whatever strange magic they're using on us stops. I can feel the things they've carved into my skin humming faintly, I let my head fall back against the stone that they have me tied to and close my eyes as exhaustion racks my body.

"Has she come for her vessel yet?" A feminine voice asks from somewhere above me. I look up to see the woman who has haunted my dreams since the disappearances started, who I've only heard be referred to as Lady Am.

"No my lady but another chain has been broken. Sadly it was at a cost," one of the hooded figures speaks up as they all bow.

"Do what has been done before, go up into Gotham and dump the body into the sewer," Am speaks as she walks closer to me, I watch as one of her hands reaches out for me but I flinch away.

"Leave, I wish to talk with our candidates for our Lady." I can hear the footfalls of people leaving the room, then Lady Am snaps and I'm sitting at a long table with multiple other girls. All of whom I've learned are younger than me, we're bound to our chairs as Lady Am appears at the head of the table holding a familiar silver box.

"Hello girls, how are you all doing today?" She asks, not a single word is spoken as we all sit here. Naked, hungry, tired and hurting, I look down and see the strange cravings on my body still faintly glowing. Like they've done every time this happens, I feel a cool breeze that is wonderfully refreshing as everything burns.

"Jillian, I see you're still our prime candidate for our Lady to take as a vessel," the scared woman smiles at me as she walks around the table injecting each girl. Yet again she leaves me for last, "Let us see if we can't coax our Lady a little closer and you a little further shall we?"

I try to thrash against my restraints but it's no use as I feel the needle sink into my neck. The cool liquid flowing under my skin would be relieving if it wasn't for the spike in my heart rate and the anticipation of what's to come next. I feel my mouth go dry and my vision blurs as a pounding headache begins behind my eyes. I close them only for a moment.

When I open them again I'm in a familiar lightless void, so dark that my skin seems to glow. I let myself float here, knowing that if she wants to talk she will appear. I let myself enjoy the reprieve from everything, the crazy cult, the torture, the death, all of it slips into the far back of my mind as I drift comfortably. I can't even tell if my eyes are open or closed as I let myself relax.

"Child, look behind you..." A soothing comforting voice calls out. It's a voice I've heard many times over the past few years, she's only grown more frequent as time has passed. I listen to her and turn myself around. I expect to see her, in all her ethereal and eldritch beauty but instead I see a distant faintly glowing light.

"Go, he needs your help..." Like I'm being pulled by a rope I start drifting forwards, as I move forwards I see a shape before me becomes more clear, more defined. Details began to emerge as I drift closer and closer to... Timothy Drake-Wayne?

"Yes child, you know him... He still needs your help... Will you help him?" I know I can't really speak, more my thoughts are being read and she speaks to me through that. I simply nod and hold out my hand.

It's not the first time this has happened, if I black out during a ritual I'll wake up here. I'll be surrounded by motes of light and when I get closer they're one of the younger girls who's been here with me. Usually though they aren't as bright or they're extremely dim and I'm told to help them. There isn't much I can do beyond this to help them, so I try to do what I can here.

Like before I reach out and gently place one hand on the center of his chest and the other on the center of his back. Suddenly his eyes fly open and he looks at me, I immediately remove my hand and force myself back.

"Where am I? What's going on? Who- wait? Jillian?" Tim looks around confused as I raise a hand to say hello.

"I don't really know where we are or what's going on. I'm sorry for touching you, I was trying to help," I can't feel a mouth moving nor my throat vibrating but I can hear the words echo as though they were.

"You child are in my domain, my embrace and protection. Why you've been sent here I don't know but it seems you are capable." The voice rings out from everywhere and nowhere all at once, it's both in my head and not.

Suddenly there's a face in the shadows, that weird uncanny feeling as the more I focus on it the less it's there. When I turn to look away it seems to disappear only to slowly fade back in the same place I'm looking. There aren't any features but at the same time there are many defined features and faces. There's no light from them but somehow they are darker than the void around us.

"Are... Are you seeing that?" Tim spins around to face the opposite direction before looking at me, I nod and try to smile but again I don't know if I have a mouth or not.

"No you don't, it's weird... This is weird, what the hell is going on?" I shrug because honestly I don't have the faintest clue, the only reason I don't freak out anymore is because this has been happening to me for months now.

"Wait hold on, Jillian where are you? Have you seen the other girls? Who has you held?" Tim reaches out and grabs my shoulders spinning me so I can look at him.

"Underground, there are cave entrances everywhere but I can hear rushing water sometimes. I've seen the girls, yes but I don't see them for long. Sometimes they'll appear here but I've never been able to talk to them. I don't know the man's name but the woman is called Lady Am, if you go to my apartment I have sketches of them and a dream journal that has everything I know written in it." Tim nods as his arms fall to his sides.

I watch as there's a shift, suddenly there's color where there wasn't before but there was. I know there was but now suddenly it's changed. A man rushes towards us, he's clothed and for the first time I realize me and Tim have the weird Barbie and Ken dolls going on with our bodies.

"Sorry kids soul shunting is a bitch like that! I haven't the faintest clue where we are but I'm here to get you out... Well really I was here for him but I can grab you too," I pull away from the man's touch, instinctual and out of habit.

"What will happen to us when you pull us out?" Tim asks and I'm curious too.

"Well you'll go into your body, your friend over here will become... Well it's hard to say some people manifest fully formed and some manifest as a sort of orb. Either way she'll instinctively move towards her body wherever it is." I look around and realize that the strange face is gone, that she's gone.

"If you take me with you, you'd have to follow me fast. This cult has been trying to do this exact thing and the only reason they haven't is because she's been preventing Lady Am from doing... Well I guess this or something like this." I spin around to look one final time just to be certain, she's gone and the only reason she leaves is to prevent Lady Am from getting to me again.

"Okay then you ready kids? This is going to be a hell of an experience, you'll likely pass out and that's okay!" The British man smiles before reaching out, placing a hand on mine and Tim's shoulder before shoving us backwards.

It's like being dunked in ice water without warning, all the air escapes my lungs except I haven't been breathing and I'm not breathing now. But for whatever reason I feel like I'm on the precarious edge of suffocation, I try desperately to bring the non-existent air into my lungs and it doesn't work. I try to move my body and it doesn't respond, I feel puking but nothing comes. All of the sensations all at once makes my brain feel like it's going to explode. Like I'm about to be ripped apart at the seams.

And when it gets to be too much and not enough all at once, it stops. Black, nothing.

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