#danny has ran out of fucks to give

[princessfanonanona]

Danny rubs his temples, silently begging the building migraine to stop.

Unfortunately, that's not how migraines work.

His parents continue their screaming argument with Mister Lancer.

At this point they're so off from the original topic that he can't even remember what set them off to begin with.

(It was how to properly ensure the students safety.)

More unfortunately, they're in front of the entire school population in the gymnasium.

"You good?" Sam stage whispers from her place on the side of the makeshift stage.

"I'd rather deal with the Observants," he hisses back.

Sam winces.

Danny hiccups on a breath of cold air, as a presence solidifies behind him.

"Good, then maybe we can-" Danny grabs the hand that's placed on his shoulder and flips the Observant over, slamming them bodily between the adults.

The ensuing silence is deafening.

"Ancients, I swear if Johnny is nearby, he's getting souped for a month." Danny mutters walking closer to the ghost.

"Danny?" Maddie asks, a little bit shocked but something like pride in her eyes.

"Nuh-uh," Danny puts his hand up. "You're not touching this one."

Jack frowns, "But it's a-"

"I don't care-"

The Observant groans, trying to sit up. He stomps on their shoulder, pinning them to the stage.

"-and you shut up, I'll deal with you in a second."

The eyeball glares at him, "I will not be treated in such a manner."

Danny pulls out his thermos, "You want to be souped?"

The Observant holds their hands up, palms out.

"That's what I thought, now you two-"

"Did you just negotiate with a ghost?" Maddie asks, a little gobsmacked.

"Yes, now you two are going to pack your weapons up into the GAV and go home."

She frowns. "This is an educational-"

"Yeah no, it stopped being educational 30 minutes ago when you started a screaming match with Mr. Lancer."

"We did not-"

"I do have to agree," Principal Ishiyama says, watching the ghost warily as she steps on stage. "It would be best if you two were to leave, this assembly has officially lost its purpose. Or we can have you forcibly removed."

Maddie glares at her while Jack frowns, gaze bouncing back and forth between the ghost and Danny.

"It's just letting you hold it down?" Jack asks.

"They're a they, not an it, and yes because they know to wait their turn." Danny says. 

The Observant makes a noise that's a cross between a huff and a growl. Danny shifts more weight onto their shoulder, wiggling the thermos. 

They fall silent. 

"Go home, or at the very least, get off the stage," he says. 

Maddie narrows her eyes behind her goggles but pulls Jack back. Her hand drifts to her pocketed gun.

"Mr. Lancer, unfortunately I think I'll be missing the rest of the school day. This has a bit of a higher priority." Danny waves a hand at the ghost.

Lancer sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Ghost nonsense is not a higher priority than your education," Ishiyama states.

Danny frowns as something cold touches his shoulder. Stepping back he flips the now visible second Observant over his shoulder, slamming them into the first.

The both make a pained noise as the stage cracks.

"Sure, and more will keep showing up until this is dealt with," Danny says.

"How many more are there?" Lancer asks.

He shrugs.

He blinks, eyes shifting to the side as he feels another cold spot form.

Pivoting on his heel, he slams his leg into the next Observant, doubling them over.

"Seriously?!" Danny throws his hands up, "Can you guys chill for once in your afterlife?"

"This is of utmost urgency," the second Observant says, floating upright.

"I said I would deal with you guys in a minute."

"Technically speaking, you only told-"

Danny punches that one in the eyeball.

The three other Observants visibly wince.

"Mister Lancer, can I be excused now, please?"

"Wait, go where?" Jack asks.

"You're not going anywhere, Daniel James Fenton," Maddie draws her gun.

"Ooh you got full named," the punched Observant mocks.

"I will literally soup you where you float," Danny hisses.

"Step away from the ectoplasmic embo-"

"Or what, you gonna shoot me?" Danny snaps. He presses the heel of his hand against his temple. "Go ahead, shoot me in front of my entire school. Show everyone how you're such a caring mother."

She flinches, as if slapped.

Danny doesn't stop the next two Observants, who show up simultaneously, from grasping his shoulders.

He does, however, uncap the thermos to suck five of the Observants into it. The very first Observant remains, still laying where they were.

"Hey, George-"

"That's not my name," they cross their arms.

"And I'm not spending nine minutes to say your full name, so George, can you tell the rest of your collection to chill for five fucking minutes?" Danny rubs his temple again.

They squint up at him.

"You can have my full undivided attention in five.

"You have four minutes and 55 seconds left," they say before vanishing in a swirl of ectoplasm.

"That was some fine ghost wrangling," Jack says.

Danny pivots to face his teacher and principal. "I'm leaving with or without your permission."

Ishiyama frowns, "you will be doing no su-"

"Fine," Lancer cuts in, "But I expect you to inform us when you return. And a complete report on my desk first thing tomorrow morning."

"Report?" Danny blanches.

"Explaining whatever," he gestures to the cracked stand, "this all is."

Sam jumps onto the stage to press a bottle of pills into his hand.

"Excedrin, you better take it now before you go," she says.

Danny opens his mouth to say thanks when a portal opens under his feet.

"Oh you are getting fucking s-!"

[jackgoodfellow]

DEARLY SMEGGING BELOVED

Rimster wedding day. 💖 These boys are so shaped.

[ID: a digital illustration, in vibrant shades of blue in a cartoonish style showing the Red Dwarf characters Lister and Rimmer getting married, officiated by the Cat, while Kryten and Holly stand to the side as the wedding party and several guests look on.

Kryten is wearing a frilly hat and blouse in "mother of the bride" style. He is holding a handkerchief and crying dramatically.

Lister is wearing a tuxedo without the jacket, shirt partially untucked and bowtie undone. He is wearing his work boots. He is smiling fondly at Rimmer, arms crossed, confident.

Cat stands in the center in a black suit with a priest collar and thigh high white boots. He is wearing blue lipstick eyeliner, as well as silver heart-shaped dangly earrings and a natural hairstyle with gray hair on the temples and a braid in the back. He is posing with his eyes closed in a smug smile, as though he is modeling for a photoshoot.

Rimmer stands with his back very straight and his arms behind his back, wearing a white tuxedo with navy epaulets. He is blushing and smiling nervously at Lister.

To his right, the head of Holly in her female form is present on a screen, which is attached to a stand with wheels. Holly is wearing pearl earrings and her hair is in a neat updo with bangs. To the corner of her screen, there is a basket of rose petals.

The wedding party is standing in front of a large window with criss-crossing lattice, looking out onto the blue and purple starscape of space through the glass.

Small text in the upper left-hand corner reads "Jack D. Goodfellow, 2022"

In the foreground of the image, some wedding guests are visible in the audience, seen from behind as though the viewer were seated behind them. the guests appear to include Hogey the Rogue-y, two of the skutters leaning on each other romantically, Kochanski, and Snacky the snack robot.

The rest of the images are all various crops of the first image for the purpose of making the detail work easier to see.

End ID.]

[r3ynah]

THE FAMILY OF BEAUTIES

The girls the boys they all like Carmen.

(In this scenario Carmen is the fentons).

I just want to headcanon, that the Fenton's have a ethereal type of beauty, not sexy or hot. Ethereal, like if you didn't know that they're a family of Mad scientist, a obsessive therapist and a dead boy. they could've passed as deity's.

And the amity park's citizens can and will totally agree, they might've disagree and fight for a lot of things but the only thing they can agree on was the Fenton's was down to earth beautiful.

Like Jack Fenton for example, He has built that can seemingly bench you without any hesitation, but a himbo at heart, the greys of his hair compliments way it mixes with the black hair of his, if Jack isn't in his ghost hunting suit, he is pretty decent when it comes to his fashion sense, When Jazz first brought along her friends, the first thing they asked was if Jack was single, which caused Jazz to smack their heads individually with a newspaper.

And don't get me started with Madeline Fenton, because I cannot stop when it comes to her, My girl with her short straight Reddish-brown hair, looks like a masculine but also feminine beauty, Can and will bench you, if you have any ill intent towards her family, she came from a long line of riches if I say so myself. Tall as fuck, about 6'7 while Jack is 7'0. very elegant when it comes to fighting, that it looks like she's just dancing, Was titled as a Milf by Danny's classmate which made the boy groan in annoyance, Sam and Tucker calls out to Maddie and says "Mother is Mothering", just to get something out of Danny who looks at them with disgust knowing full well what they were trying to do. While Maddie is just happy for the kids to see her as a mother figure.

Now Jazz, My love, my girl. Her long Red hair that came down to her hips, and her blue eyes, made all the girls and boys in her college swoon, with her 6'4 figure she strutted down the halls with confidence, beauty and brains everyone would oh so called it, and her knowledge in martial arts didn't lessen her attractiveness, The humans and ghosts can agree with that delightfully.

And now her dearest sibling Danny, Danny is a nonbinary fuck that can gender envy anyone he meets, that's why he got bullied in the first place, he was too fucking beautiful and handsome at the same time, all the boys and girls of his school have atleast had a crush on him, He was the only cute boy there, what could they do? He stared at them with his icey colored eyes that made their legs tremble from the pressure, and that black hair that always seemed messy but in a good way. It didn't help when he got that lichtenberg scar, that ran up his neck and the side of his face. you should've seen him in P.E cause my guy got everyone staring at him.

And the Fenton family has fashion sense, if they really put their mind and soul into it, everytime they dressed up for a family reunion or just an outing it was a very sweet treat for everyone's eyes. like how it is right now.

The Amity parkers waved goodbye at the Fenton's as they went on and attended a gala they were invited to, it was supposedly because of the sudden rise and popularity of their works and how's it been helping the environment.

One citizen sighed as he looked at the car that family was driving as it slowly became smaller and smaller.

"You think they can handle Gotham, heard nasty thing bout that place." She questioned

"Girl, Gotham should be the one readying to handle them, that family may be beautiful, but their crazy." Her friend's answered

"well that does give them a more attractive look isn't it?"

"I hate how you're right."

__

The Gala the Fenton's went to certainly had an awkward atmosphere when they went inside, all the guest kept staring at them that it was starting to get creepy, did they overdress or underdressed, come on just walk towards start to talk or criticize them, because it's starting to get embarrassing for the family.

Gotham wasn't fucking prepared to meet the Fentons like as in, They had been awestrucked when the family walked in. A very tall man seemingly in his 40's with his hair gelled back, and a suit that fitted him too perfectly, gosh dang, even the homophobic guests couldn't help but stare, And then there was his Wife her straight her was curled and brushed out leaving a wavy effect that compliments her face shape, and that dress she was wearing was utterly gorgeous, fancy but also simple and mature, the heels certainly helped her height more and made her look more intimidating, The ladies blushed when she looks at them and smiles.

And don't get them started with the couples children, who looked adorable and elegant at the same time, The older sister had a aura that says: 'Im in your presence bow down' (And they would've if it was in a more private area due to the paparazzi's out the window). She wore a spaghetti strapped dress that had a slit on either side and was , making it more comfortable to move in for the girl, partnered by a white shawl made of silk, she had heels that also complimented he already tall stature, her hair was tied in a neat bun, with a few strands free to not make her face feel bare. And lastly the youngest everyone assumed, wearing a suit, double-breasted suit that was elegant and sophisticated it matched the way his hair is messed up for him to still look young, he was also wearing a black shawl that had specks of white making it look like stars. The family had a colour scheme of green, that made all gothamites present swoon, Including a certain family of bats.

(I might make a fanart of this later.)

[dcxdpdabbles]

de-aged Danny is one of my babies,

Shit hits the fan with the giw and Danny is super injured and Clockwork has to mess with some things so Danny doesn’t return to his core being vulnerable and sends him millions of miles away to Gotham and in the process Danny becomes 6/10 years old and is weeks healed due to being smaller and costing less ectoplasm but is still achy, Danny is steered to Jason’s apartment where he just got off his shift and then his is the twist! Jason is mute due to an accident with the joker and Batman (batman unintentionally causing his muteness) and out of reflex of a child on his counter hand first into a box of Cheerios let’s put a exasperated noise of flames and a lighter and Danny responds with his own spark of electricity and Jason is shocked (hehe) that Danny can understand and even communicate can he just lets out everything he’s been doing since “holy shit I can talk to someone normally” and then he realizes this child has the same scar as him and is pissed but Danny calms him down and calms the pits and he’s like “okay you’re mine now shit- I’m like Bruce- no. I’ll think about this later-“ Danny is super cute and Jason is having a field day with parent hood and Jason gives Danny a comm for when he goes out but he’s only allowed to speak in ghost speak and the rest are confused when Jason sprints away and they follow to see Danny in Jason’s arms being lulled to sleep with a man on the ground knocked out or dead who knows not Jason because it was shoot & punch and ask questions later and then Danny says sleepily “Oh your daddy’s brothers, hi” like it’s normal to meet family in this situation and Jason puts him to bed before signing “Say anything to Bruce and you will never be called uncle or attend his birthday in your life.”

Bruce only finds out when Jason some how ends up super injured and can’t sign and Danny translates (no editing just straight he said fucking hell) and introduces himself as Danny Todd, Bruce privately cried a little

The Waynes knew that Jason had become far more distant since his accident. Bruce blamed himself, but in the end, it was Joker all over again.

The family had been on other missions when a distress call from Bruce came in. They all raced to give aid- if it was Bruce calling, then you know it was a huge deal- only to find their father figure pressing his hands desperately to the neck of a bleeding Jason.

The Joker had sliced his neck in one of his sick games.

They were able to get him to medical aid and save his life, but the damage to his vocal cords had been too severe. Jason would never be able to speak again.

Since then, Jason has kept his distance. The whole family was fluent in sign language- one of the first of many languages Bruce had them learn for their Bat training- but it only helped them if Jason wanted to sign around them.

It felt like the second oldest was actively trying to avoid the acknowledgment of his injury. Little by little, Jason began to drift away from the family. He no longer arrived early for family dinners to help Alfred cook, he did not say for games or movies afterward, he found excuses to not hang out with the family members, and even after patrol, he left as soon as he finished.

Even texts were becoming less and less frequent. The Wayne children attempt to surprise visit him just so they can make sure he isn't alone until Jason starts jumping between safe houses.

Jason is isolating himself, and the Waynes are alarmed by the way he is retreating into himself. This continued for months, and nothing they did worked to help him.

Despite the desperate attempts to connect to him, Jason was too far gone to be reached. He did not die, but they lost him all the same.

Then, one day, out of the blue, Jason's distance changed. Yes, he was still not coming around the family much, but the sadness on his shoulders loosened.

His demeanor was still tired, but not as if his soul was exhausted. He still ran off after patrol, but instead of a shameful shuffle, his stride was more excited.

No one knew why, but Wyanes breathed a sigh of relief at the change.

They also had some theories.

"He has a lover!" Dick exclaims after watching Jason run off the second Bruce dismisses them. He had stopped to clean himself up a little before riding out as Jason, the civilian. "He's going to go get ready for a hot date."

"He found a new book series." Duke offered as Jason seemed to be writing in a little notebook. He was thoughtful and dazed as he wrote like whatever notes he took were something he would revisit again. "He is writing fanfiction again."

"His crime empire is being threatened, so he is slowly picking off traitors," Tim proposed after seeing Jason upgrade his security to his home and safe houses. He even added a new line to the cons so that he could listen to his home like a Bat version of a baby monitor. "Doing it quick and quietly to not let them escape."

"He is going back to school!" Steph announced happily when she saw him at the store buying school supplies. "He can finally get that diploma he has always wanted!"

"He has found a new passion for a hobby," Damian countered after seeing Jason look over his old art easel. Jason had asked Damian what he recommended for a beginner. "It's allowing him to have an outlet in a creative, healthy manner."

"He has fallen for a book character again and can't tell the difference between reality and Fiction." Bruce fretted after seeing Jason chuckle to himself at post-it notes that had little hearts in his lunch box. They were signed by Jason's favorite characters in a writing that was reasonably similar to Jason's.

Cass only smiled knowingly, but she always seemed to know more of what was happening than the rest, no matter the situation.

The only other person who knew more than her was Alfred, but that man would never share secrets with anyone for any reason.

Jason seemed unaware of their theories or concerns (Bruce) since he was always busy doing whatever he was doing. It got to the point they decided to follow him about, only becoming more confused when Jason visited places like pre-schools and kid-friendly parks around the city.

It didn't help that Jason caught on to the fact he was being followed, leading the Bats all over the city to random locations and had them fumbling about what was a natural destination and what was retaliation for the trailing.

Then, one night, while the Bats were meeting up on a rooftop for some briefing and a breather, the new con line sprung to life, scaring everyone connected to it out of their skins.

"There is a strange man in the house!" A voice screeched. A young voice, one that didn't even sound like it belonged to someone who had reached their double digits.

At once, Jason jumped from his slouched-over position near the building's roof door and flung himself over the edge. His grabbing hook hissed as the large man threw himself across the rooftops frantically.

Stunned, the Bats watched him go, unsure of what was happening, until the young voice spoke again, a soft whisper. "He is in the hall- he has a knife."

A strange crackle of fire and electricity was heard over the con, and it took them all a moment to realize that it had come from Jason. The child- a boy based on the voice- responded with a slight tremble. "I'm hiding in my closet. I'm scared."

The words of a distressed child kickstart their brains, and everyone snaps to attention.

"Oracle, where is the signal originating from?" Bruce snaps, throwing himself over the edge to follow Jason. The rest of the family is right behind him.

"Jason's safe house in Uptown Gotham," Babs responds instantly with the accompanying clicking of her keyboard. She sucks a breath through her teeth in a pained hiss. "B, the address for Jason's safe house... it's connected to Upper Smiles Preschool for Danny Todd. Jason is marked as his father."

There is ice in everyone's veins when she says that as Danny- Jason's son- lets out a choked sob, then a scream that horrifies everyone as they try to run faster. "He found me! Help! Help! Daddy! Help!"

A boom goes off across the communicator, and they know Jason is responsible for the nose, but there is no explosion. Not that it matters.

They, too, understand what Jason meant by the strange noise he made- it's a protective rage that someone would dare to even think of harming one of their own.

Every Wayne pushes themselves past their limits, unwilling to let themselves be too late.

"Hold on, sweetheart, help is on the way. Hit him with anything around you until it gets there." Babs tells him, her voice cracking as Danny cries, and a man yelling can be heard.

"You little shit!" An unknown roars, and everyone hates him instantly. "I'll teach you some fucking manners!"

"Let me go! Let me go!"

They are ten minutes out even when they drop into the batmobile and company bikes. Jason is only eight. But every second feels like a lifetime as they listen to what Danny is going through.

There are sounds of struggles, of a tiny voice screaming and crying, then- gunshots.

Two loud and clear gunshots. Then silence, the kind that makes even a grave loud.

Bruce's grip on the steering wheel tightens to the point of pain, and everyone is in no better state. The silence over the con is just as devastating as Jason's mournful crackle, like a dying fire.

No. No gods, no, please don't let this mean Danny is-

"Not to worry, dear child, I am here." Alfred's warm, soothing voice is heard, and everyone almost collapses in relief. Danny's cries are muffled like his face is pressed against something as Alfred coos. "It's alright. It's alright, you're safe now. Shh"

Jason makes a sound similar to thunder.

"Yes, Master Jason, I was in the neighborhood. I wanted to bring my great-grandson a little present and saw this healthen mucking about where he does not belong. I shall be moving Danny to the manor."

It's a command that does not allow any arguing, but no one dares to say anything as they collectively change direction to the manor. Patrol for the night has been canceled.

They had a new little addition to the family that needed them more than ever. Now that they knew about him, they would never allow Jason to keep Danny away from them.

Later in the night, after hugs, kisses, and greetings, Danny is painting alongside Damian. He standing on a small stool to reach the easel, wearing an apron with the Batman symbol, and is smiling like there are no troubles in the world.

Everyone's heart melts when he asks them if they can sit still for him to paint a family portrait. He isn't Jason's by blood, but that has hardly mattered to a family such as the Waynes.

All they need to know is that Danny was found wandering around Jason's old safe house, speaking in the strange sounds that Jason could make, and was the cause for the second oldest to regain his joy of life.

All that mattered was that tiny, little six-year-old Danny Todd was one of theirs, and they would love him with all their hearts.

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[vivwritesfics]

Hooked On A Feeling

Chapter Sixteen - Milo's Momma's Big Day Off

Daniel is a Formula One driver, but, more importantly, he was a single dad to a wonderful little girl. He wants her to be a normal little girl, to have a normal social life, so he sends her to daycare. That was where she met Milo, her future best friend.

Milo's mother was incredibly stressed. She worked so hard to provide a good life for her son. But then he makes a new friend, a friend who has a hot dad (ofc they fall in love)

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The cake was just a buffer between the two of them, something to interrupt their conversations. They'd both been too busy with the party, and too consumed by each other, to try any before this.

Slowly she migrated across the kitchen floor and sat beside Daniel. "You know, I think you might just be the best dad ever," she said as she laid her head on his shoulder.

Daniel immediately placed his hand onto her knee, and she welcomed the touch. "Trust me, it's guilt," he said. "I can't give her a normal childhood so I've made up for it in the only way I know how. I spoil the fuck out of her," he said.

She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "She adores you," she said as she played with the curls at the back of his head. "You're her everything and she loves you."

Daniel kissed the back of her hand as he set the cake to one side. "Thank you," he whispered, his eyes shutting as he let his head fall against her own.

They stayed like that for a good few minutes, just enjoying each others company. His touch was so warm against her, she never wanted to move.

But they couldn't fall asleep down there, she knew. "Come on," she said and tried to pull him up from the floor. Daniel resisted at first, pulled against her. But he wore a grin as he stood tall and took hold of her hand.

As they started out of the kitchen, Daniel kissed her hand. He pulled her upstairs and they quickly checked on the kids before heading to Daniels bedroom.

The bed would never not look huge to Y/N. She sat on the edge of the bed, feeling like a little mouse as Daniel went into the ensuite to brush his teeth.

He returned to the bed just moments late. Pulling back his covers he opened his arms wide and she crawled into them willingly. In this moment, she couldn't imagine being anywhere else.

"Uh, Danny?" She whispered as she felt his eyelashes against her neck. "The light is still on."

"Can we leave it on?" He asked and she nodded her head.

His hands settled on her stomach and she laced her fingers through his, the two of them quickly falling asleep.

It was rare Y/N got to sleep in. She relished in it, in laying in a warm cosy bed beside the most handsome man in the world. It didn't hit her that it was a Monday.

It didn't hit her that she was supposed to be heading to work.

"Momma, Momma!" Called Milo as he and Olivia came running into the bedroom.

Y/N and Daniel were already awake. His fingers lazily combed through her hair as she ran her fingers over his tattoos, tracing the lines.

When the kids came running in, they jumped away from each other. "What is it, Munchkin?" Y/N asked as Milo and Olivia sat between the adults.

"Are we spending today with Olivia and Mr Ricciardo?"

Y/N looked at Daniel. He looked at Y/N. "What do you say, wanna spend the day with us?"

"Of course I do," she answered and threw her blanket off.

They settled into something that felt like sweet domesticity. Daniel get the kids sat down with breakfast while Y/N jumped in the shower. She sang along to the music playing on her phone as she scrubbed her body.

It was incredible just how comfortable she was in his house. She was so fucking happy.

Daniel was in the next room, getting himself dressed for the day. He couldn't hide his grin as he listened to her sing. It didn't have to be good singing, but it was just knowing that she was settled in his home. Maybe one day it would be hers, too.

He stopped that train of thought before it went too far. They hadn't even been on their third date yet; he was getting ahead of himself, running before he could walk.

She stepped out of the shower, wrapped in nothing but a towel. "Uhm, Danny?" She called softly and he turned around but immediately covered his eyes. "Sorry, sorry, but I don't have anything to wear."

Still refusing to look at her in such a vulnerable state, Daniel grabbed her a shirt and a pair of his shorts. "I'll meet you downstairs," he said and left the room.

She got dressed quickly, and couldn't help but look into the mirror. His clothes. She was wearing his clothes. It had been almost six years since she felt this way about someone. She couldn't quite believe how happy she was. Surely something was going to go wrong.

"Momma!" Milo called as Y/N walked into the room.

"What's up, munchkin?" She asked as she sat on the sofa beside him.

Both kids snapped their attention towards Daniel. He tapped his hands against his thighs, slightly pulling up his shorts to show more of his tattoo.

Don't look, don't look, don't look.

"Well, the kids wanna go to the zoo and I said yes, if it's okay with you."

She couldn't help but smile. "I love the zoo."

***

They walked around, hand in hand, as the kids walked in front of them, going from enclosure to enclosure. "Summer break is coming up soon," said Daniel as he squeezed her hand.

"Does that mean Milo and I get to see more of you?" She asked as the kids ran over to the tiger enclosure.

Daniel stopped and turned her towards him. "Come stay in Monaco with Olivia and I," he said suddenly. "I have a place out there and one in LA. Livia and I are gonna head out there and I want you and Milo to come with us."

Everything was suddenly moving too fast and Y/N couldn't breathe. "Danny, I..." She wanted to, she really fucking wanted to, but they hadn't even been on their third date yet.

"You don't have to make the decision now," he said, giving her hand another squeeze. "Just something to think about."

The panic disappeared from her face as soon as he said it. "Thank you," she said, wearing a polite smile.

"Momma, look!" Milo suddenly called.

Y/N and Daniel walked over to the kids. They stood behind them and looked where Milo was pointing, at the tiger in the enclosure. It was pacing in front of them, walking along a concreate path that ran along the fence. "What's he doing, momma?" Asked Milo.

"Well, Munchkin," she began as she let go of Daniels hand and crouched down beside her son. "He wants to be free. He wants to run through the jungle and hunt for his food, but he can't."

"Why can't he, Miss L/N?" Olivia asked as she stepped closer.

Standing up, Y/N looked around. She found a rather large sign just in front of the enclosure and began reading off the information. "His name is Zafir and he is a Sumatran tiger. He was rescued as a cub and taken to the zoo when his habitat was destroyed," she read. "So, even though he is stuck in here, the zoo is doing all they can to make sure he is happy and healthy."

Daniel smiled at her as the kids started on towards the next enclosure. "You're wonderful," he said and reached for her hand once again.

This time, as they walked, Y/N pulled out her phone. This was the first time she had really looked at it, the first time she had taken note of the date. Of the fact that it was a Monday. "Shit," she suddenly squeaked, just quiet enough for the kids not to hear.

Daniel turned towards her. "What? What is it?" He asked, concern written on his face and evident in his voice.

She showed him her phone. "I've missed an entire day of work."

But the look of horror quickly left her face. She began laughing, and Daniel couldn't help but laugh with her.

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[clockwayswrites]

City Pigeons Bleed Green, Part 5

WC:1063, Masterpost

CW: dissociation, self esteem issues, (past) dehumanization, referenced torture and experimentation

Danny flinched, again.

He felt bad for it, Red Robin was being as careful as possible sliding the rubber fabric between the collar and Danny’s skin, but it was just that having hands on the collar like that freaked Danny out. He closed his eyes and mentally ran through the numbers of pi. He used to know over a hundred of them. Now he was only certain of about seventy-six or so. There were a lot of things that used to be so much clearer in his memory than they were now.

“Just the overlap now,” Red (the others just called him Red), said.

He flinched again as Red pressed lightly against his neck to overlap the fabric, but the hands pulled away after.

“Do you need a little break?” the other one, Nightwing, asked.

“No. I just want this off, please,” Danny begged. He had gotten used to begging in the last year. Years?

“We’ll get it off,” Red said confidently.

Danny tried to trust that. He kept his eyes closed.

A gloved hand slipped into Danny’s, giving him something to cling to other than the sheets. Danny recoiled at the touch at first, but when the hand started to pull away, Danny twisted their fingers together and held on tightly. He didn’t open his eyes to see who’s hand he was holding.

As Red started to work on the collar, Danny couldn’t help but tense. He’d been shocked by it so many times. He was like Pavlov’s dog, collar and all, he thought bitterly.

“Almost there,” Red warned.

Danny could tell the instant that the seal of the collar was broken. It was like moving a limb that had fallen asleep, but the pins and needles were everywhere, inside and out. It was agonizing.

It was a relief.

A damp cloth was dabbing under his nose.

He blinked rapidly and Nightwing came into focus. The hero looked so concerned.

“Wha…” Danny croaked.

“Nose bleed,” Nightwing explained. He folded the cloth and set it aside.

Moving slowly (though Danny still struggled to follow the motion) Nightwing reached out and places his hands on either side of Danny’s face. Gently, he tilted it this way and that. “You didn’t exactly lose consciousness, but you… went somewhere else.”

“I do that, I think,” Danny said. The hands started to pull away and Danny swayed after them. One returned to help keep him upright. Danny’s eyes fluttered closed. “It was easier… to be away than there.”

The thumb stroked gently across Danny’s cheek.

He could feel himself tearing up. When was the last time he had been touched with kindness? Why was he now? They didn’t know what he was, that’s why.

“You’re safe here, I promise. You don’t have to go away anymore.”

-

Jason looked up from the cutting board when Dick came out of the bedroom. Dick did his best to offer his brother a smile as he took a seat on one of the slightly rickety stools at the kitchen counter.

“How is he?” Jason asked. He had swapped his helmet for just a domino. (To Dick it was a pretty clear sign that Jason has already claimed the kid as theirs.)

“Better. The nose bleed stopped and he was fully conscious again,” Dick said. “He says he does that, goes away like that. It sounds like it was a defense mechanism for whatever those bastards put him through.”

“Fucking hell,” Jason muttered.

“Yeah. I’ll let the others know so that anyone looking over him knows to watch out for it. Especially if anyone takes him out shopping or anything…”

“Right,” Jason said with a grimace, clearly picturing how badly that could go.

Dick just gave a little nod. He dragged the table that Tim must have been using close and opened it to check on the rest of the family.

“You, me, and Cass?” Jason asked a few minutes later.

“What?”

“One of us three should always be here, right? Or Babs if we move to a different safe house.”

Dick hummed thoughtfully. “There’s something to be said for moving safe houses if the kid plans to wait awhile before wanting to see Bruce.”

This safe house was bearable, but it really was one of their worse ones. It didn’t even had a table to eat at or a television. They could deal with the one bedroom and a couch, but Dick got the feeling there would be a lot of Bats stopping by whenever possible and that it wouldn’t quite cut it.

“We can see how Kid is tomorrow after rest and food,” Jason said. “If he’s up to being in a car with us we can easily move to any of them.”

“Maybe the one on Rosserie Street?”

“Which one is that?”

“Upper East Side.”

“Ah, yeah,” Jason said with a little nod, pushing the things off his cutting board and into the large pot on the stove. “That one would work. More space and better stuff.”

“That’s what I was thinking,” Dick said. It was one of their apartments set up for a long term hideout if one of them was too injured to be seen in public or supposedly out of town as cover. “And big enough beds people can share.”

Jason snorted. “I’ll stick to the couch. The demon brat kicks.”

“Do you think he’ll stop by?” Dick asked as he picked at the thick rubber case on the tablet.

With a heavy sigh, Jason crossed his arms and leaned a hip against the counter. “Yeah, I think he will. I think he’ll need to, for his own sake. I’d rather it be when you were here, you’re the only one of us who can really control him if he gets… territorial.”

“He’s been better,” Dick pointed out.

“This is different and you know it. This is blood, even if it’s green. Hell, it being green might actually make it worse.”

Dick groaned and let his head thunk onto the tablet. “Yeah… I’ll talk with him and try to get B and A to also.”

“Yeah,” Jason said and reached over to pat Dick on the back.

Why did being a the oldest have to be so exhausting? And now there was another one. Not that Dick would trade any of them away, but he could really use a vacation, a drink, and a long nap.

I no longer tag, but you can subscribe to the masterpost.

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AN: Dick really really wants to hug Danny but is really really afraid of scaring him. Don't worry, he'll get hugs.

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

It takes a mob Part 1

PART 2

Bill didn’t sign up for this.

He glanced around at his fellow gang members as the kid let out another shrill cry.

The kid was couldn’t’ve been two. He was small, in a can and from it’s shivering Bill could guess very cold.

“Aw hell..”

Lifting up the tyke, Bill grimaced as he pealed off the what he could only assume was some sort of blanket and blindly handed behind himself.

“What the fuck is on that shit?”

“What the fuck would I know Maven? Do we look like a baby experts? Kind of smells like blood..”

“Blood ain’t green Ken..”

“Did I say it looked like bloo-“

“Will you two quit yapping? The kid doesn’t look too good someone hand me a jacket.”

Bill cut the off as he ran a hand over the kid’s back. After a quick round of rock paper scissors, Marv handed over his hoodie with a pout.

‘The kid is way too small’

Bill grimaced as he tried his best to wrap the kid tightly. He could probably his fingers around the kid’s waist and still be able to drop a penny between them.

“Was there anything else left with ‘im Bill? A name or-?”

“Not unless it’s on a candy wrapper.”

Bill sneered as he kicked the trash can over,

“There’s a lot of types of fucked up in Gotham but to leave a babe outside in January..”

Marv pluck the kid out of Bill’s hands and gently bounced him on his hip. Cooing gently as the boy’s blue eyes started to close before smiling and asking,

“So what’re we goin’ to name him? I vote Danny. He looks like a Danny.”

“Ayy no, we’re not naming him nothing. We are gang members, Hood’s gang but still. What we are going to do is clean and warm him up before we set him down at the Wayne foundation’s-“

Bill paused Marv let out a shriek. The kid had let out a sneeze. Usually wouldn’t’ve been that big of an issue but there was now a very big patch of ice on the building’s side that wasn’t there before.

Shiiiitttt..

The kid’s a meta.

Could a kid his age even become a meta?

How?

“We can’t take him to the foundation Bill.”

Ken muttered,

“The Bat will be notified day one an’ send him packing. Tough enough in the system as is, the second he has that M on his papers his chances of a normal childhood is zero.”

“And what do you think we can do about it? In case you forgot, our boss works with the bats.”

“We can hide him!”

Marv chimed in,

“There’s a couple dozen of us around, I’m sure if we just ask-”

“Are you hearing yourself speak? Hide him from the bats. It won’t work.”

Bill pinched the bridge of his nose as leaned against the alley.

“So that’s it we’re just going let the kid be push around the country? He didn’t came from a happy home Bill! The system will eat him alive and then there will be a freeze jr. in 15 to 20 years! Shhh shhh sorry Dan-Dan sorry, Calm down baby.”

Bill watched as Marv continued to shush the baby. For being gang member Marv has always been a gentle soul, everyone knew his soft spot for kids.

“Fuck…”

Ken chuckled as he ruffled “Danny’s” hair.

“Done being a dick?”

“Yeah, yeah.. yuck it up you two. If this blows up in your faces than I want no part of it.”

“Come on Danny let’s go find you some food. There’s got to be a convenience open somewhere around here!”

Bill sighed as the two exited the alley with the gurgling baby. Hiding him from Red hood was going to be impossible but at this point he knew when to give up a fight.

Taking one last glance Bill let out a weary chuckle and looked to the sky.

“I should’ve never left the goonion..”

[mcgnussen]

why k-mag is a walking green flag and you should stan him:

devoted girl dad who puts his daughter over anything else. he said in an interview that he wanted louise, his wife, and laura, his daughter, to be at every race if possible, but they are also very focused on ensuring that laura is happy and healthy and if they feel like it’s too much travelling for laura or that she’s not thriving then they will change plans last minute. and when he got the offer to come back to f1, kev’s only concern was about the time he would lose out on with his daughter.  

is either still vegan or was vegan due to concerns about the environment and as a way to balance his co2 emissions as he admitted that due to his job then he is guilty of higher emission than most people. in the same interview, literally one single interview with a danish newspaper back in 2019, k-mag came up with a few ideas on how f1 could become more green, but also said he was probably not going to talk much about it because he realised that he would be a hypocrite due to his job, so he was very much self-aware which is just another green flag. and he said that people who do not believe in climate change are stupid.  

praises his competitors whether he wins or lose. after austin 2022, kevin lost out on 2 points to sebastian vettel after a heroic stint on his tyres in literally the last few seconds of the race. despite this, he was full of praise for seb in multiple interviews. and after jeddah 2023, he praised yuki for his excellence defence, but this time kevin was the one who came out victorious, but he made a point out of acknowledging yuki’s excellent driving. and both times he sought out his competitors right after the race to shake their hands.  

defends his teammates if they are treated unjustly. both with jolyon and mick, there were times when the criticism was fair, but also times when it was too much and was more bullying. kevin tore renault to shreds for bullying palmer and talking shit behind his back, he said that while palmer was not the best racing driver, he was underestimated because he was so intelligent (and now palmer is an excellent f1 analyst! so k-mag was very right about that). he defended mick against his bosses several times and treated him well. there are also instances during races where he calls out competitors for dirty driving against his teammates.    

got p2 on his debut race for mclaren as a 21-year old rookie. kevin started his f1 career with beating his former world champion teammate with 15 years of experience in f1 and while he lost out to him over the season, he did show great promise especially in qualifying which was considered one of his weaknesses. while qualifying between the two of them were pretty equal, k-mag managed to qualify 0.2 seconds ahead of button on average  ― which is the same time hamilton managed to beat button. kevin did all this... and then mclaren fucked him over, forced him to say no to a seat, but then demoted him to reserve driver, refused to give him a seat in another racing series before finally firing him from mclaren ON HIS FUCKING BIRTHDAY. so danny ric is not the first driver to get screwed over by mclaren.   

worked as a welder before his big racing break due to lack of funds. as so many before him, kevin ran out of money as the sport got more and more expensive. before he even had the chance to turn professional, it looked like options of getting a seat anywhere would be impossible because no one could help him on his way financially. his dad, while a decorated racing driver, did not earn as much as you’d expect a racing driver to earn and he was super busy with his own career, so kevin got a job as a welder until suddenly a rich man from denmark decided to sponsor him. but this means that kevin knows what “real life” is like and he has continously respected that. his mechanics love him and he hangs out with them more than his fellow racing drivers. during the discussion about the number of races in a season calendar, kevin has refused to complain for himself and has always said that the victims of the long and packed season are the mechanics and engineers who cannot get home to their families as often. while he does admit being away so much is difficult, he also pointed out that he is travelling in business class and can get home between races, something the mechanics cannot.  

raised by a single mother, who was also a teen mother, and he has several tattoos in her honour. when he was a teenager, his mum, britt, got ovarian cancer that unfortunately spread and for several years she battled with it to the point where the doctors did not think she would survive. but luckily they did not give up on her and britt ended up being free of cancer after many years of being plagued by it. in her honour, kevin has a guardian angel on his chest, the one who looked over his mum, and he also has ‘mum’ as a tattoo on his wrist below a tattoo of praying hands. kevin’s dad, jan magnussen, was in his life but is also a racing driver and only really settled down in denmark when kevin was already a grown teenager and had his own career, so kevin barely saw him during his childhood and jan himself has admitted their relationship is a relationship between friends than dad-son due to the lack of day-to-day parenting he did for most of k-mag’s life.   

is a champion for girls. kevin has said the most important people in his life is his mum, his wife and his daughter. he is also personally mentoring a 14-year old female karting talent, alba larsen, to help her with her dream of becoming a professional racing driver. he has praised her devotion, passion and skill. he has gotten his whole family onboard, so now his dad is also helping mentor her while kevin is away, his uncle is a mechanic and helps her with her kart despite the fact that his younger brother, luca, is her competitor as he’s the same age and also does karting (kevin and jan are also training him, of course!)   

managed to get pole last season in a haas. and on paper, it should not have been possible. even in the dry sessions, k-mag had a pace that cannot really be explained. according to f1 own analysis and data, the haas was, at the time, 1.35 second slower than red bull, but even in the dry sessions kevin managed to get within 0.5 second of max verstappen. and not only that, his pole lap was only 0.8 second off the lap max did in q2 despite the track being slippery. while circumstances worked in kevin’s favour, he also managed to beat seemingly impossible odds. the only true explanation for why kevin managed to do what he did is skill. ask yourselves what the time might have been if k-mag had been in the red bull...   

is one of only a handful of drivers not to live in a tax haven. he went back to live in denmark for the first time since he was a teenager in 2020 after his wife got pregnant and will not be moving away from denmark again despite the high income tax for the sake of his family’s comfort and well-being. out of all his seasons in formula 1, he only spent 2 seasons living outside either the uk or denmark and he moved to an area where several danish athletes live due to better weather and better location for international travel.   

is around the same age as his wife and she’s not a model. the bar is literally on the floor for male racing drivers, people. but at least k-mag isn’t one of them ― and by model then i mean the actual profession, there is no doubt that louise is gorgeous. also i have nothing against models, but it’s just such a cliché that rich racing drivers end up with them.  

is a big fan of dinosaurs and space. look, these are the greenest flag interests that i can think of, he really is just a nerd. other drivers have interests like dj’ing, golf, fashion and collector of luxury cars  ― and then you just have kevin being like “idk i like space and dinosaurs” 😂

[tripthelightfatality]

Lasciva Erotica |D.R.W|

Pairing: Danny x Reader

Summary: Y/N and Danny have always done phone sex while he was is on tour but he wanted to try something a little different.

Word count: 1017

18+ MINORS DNI

Warnings: Dom! Danny, Oral (F rec), Dirty talk, slight spanking, Daddy kink, face riding, slight teasing, begging, Porn without plot, pure fucking filth

I saw this picture and literally couldn’t help myself. Enjoy my honeys 🖤

“Are you ready for this sweet girl?”

You have Danny an enthusiastic nod and smile.

“More than ready, baby.”

In the bedroom, you and Danny are pretty adventurous. With the new Starcatcher world tour coming up, both of you wanted to get creative. Out of all the things on the list a sex tape stood out the most.

After getting ready, you slipped into his favorite pair of underwear and bent over the couch. Danny walked into the bedroom and took in the beauty in front of his very eyes.

“If you want to stop, safe word is red”

Danny pressed the record button on his phone and panned toward your bare ass. He moved down to show your soaked black thong. A satisfied groan came out of his mouth at the sight.

“Would you look at that…she’s just fucking dripping”

He marveled at how sexy you looked bent over the couch. Usually on the tour you’ll do phone sex and nudes but Danny wanted to try something new. He wanted to have some content to get him off on the nights he has alone time.

You bit your lip and whimpered at his lustful tone. Danny trailed his fingers from the nape of your neck to your lower back. A shiver ran through your spine at his feather light touch. To test the waters, you slightly pushed your hips in his direction.

In that very moment all you wanted was him to touch the place where it hurt the most. A loud crack rang out as Danny smacked your right cheek. You jumped a little bit at the sudden pain but welcomed the dull throb that followed. The anticipation of his face being buried deep in your pussy only made you wetter.

Danny’s calloused fingertips grazed your aching clit through your panties and rubbed light circles. You whined softly as a plea for relief but it fell upon deaf ears. As the old saying goes, patience is a virtue but the fire of wanton is saying otherwise. Danny shook his head disappointedly.

“Is my good girl getting fussy on me? Tell daddy what you want and I just might give it to you”

If there were two sounds that are music to Danny’s ears it would be the noises you make when he fucks you stupid and the merciless begging for his touch. You’ve always loved it when he took charge in the bedroom.

“P-Please eat my pussy, daddy…I need it so bad,”

You whimpered pleadingly. The ache between your legs was starting to become unbearable and the only thing that would cure it is Danny eating you out like it’s his last day on this planet.

Danny darkly chuckled and pulled down your panties. He brushed his thumb against your slick lips and slowly pulled it away to show how truly wet he has made you.

“Fuck me angel…Looks like I got your sweet little cunt weeping under my touch. Is this all for me?” He purred.

You went to answer him but gasped as he pulled apart your cheeks with a firm grip. A little bit of your slick dribbled down your thigh while you clenched around nothing. Subtle shifting noises indicated that you were getting closer to what you’re wanting. Glancing backwards, you noticed that Danny flipped the camera to point at his face.

He pulled his hand away from your cheek and posed just like the faces he makes on stage; finger horns and tongue out. As Danny dove into your folds,a gasp flew out of your lungs and jaw went slack.

The noises coming from your mouth could put even the most seasoned pornstar to shame as he rolled the tip of his tongue from your clit all the way to your fluttering hole. Danny’s grip on your cheek tightened with each sound flowing out of you.

You couldn’t help but grind against his face to chase your pleasure. Another open palm cracked against your cheek as a warning. You knew that Danny would get you there but it would be at his own pace.

A smirk spread across Danny’s face as he fucked his tongue into you. The cacophony of moans and opened mouth slurping made you throb against the very thing bringing forth such pleasure.

He knew your body like the back of his hand and all that would make you tick. His lips wrapped your clit and began to suck. You just about collapsed right then and there. The familiar burn in your stomach was rising to the surface.

“O-Oh my fucking god! Right there daddy!”

Danny shook his head back and forth like a predator feasting upon his prey. You tried to form words but the only thing that came out were pitiful whimpers. To add onto your impending climax, Danny detached from your clit and flattened his tongue against your aching slit.

“Can’t get enough of daddy’s mouth huh? You like it when he eats your pretty pussy until you’re a slutty fucking mess?”

You mewled and nodded feverishly. With the combination of his words and tongue, all that was on your mind is painting his mouth with your juices.

Danny had one rule when it came to him being in charge; cumming is not a request but a privilege. If you wanted to finish then you absolutely had to ask and make it pretty.

“M-May I please cum, daddy? Oh god please let me”

“Make a fucking mess of my face, angel”

He growled into your pussy and sucked on your bundle of nerves harder. A scream of unbridled pleasure filled the room as you came all over Danny’s face.

Danny swallowed you down as if he was bestowed nectar from the gods themselves. Soon as the high came to an end, you tried to squirm away as overstimulation began to set in.

While you were lost in your post orgasm haze, you didn’t hear Danny getting up off the floor and pressing himself into you. His dick was unbelievably hard just from eating you out alone. He placed his hand on your hip and lightly squeezed.

“Oh darling, we’re just getting started. Daddy still has to cum too”

[cairavende]

Worm Arc 11 thoughts (pre-interludes):

Taylor's dad sees his daughter for the first time since she ran away. Since the fucking Endbringer attack! And literally says the line "“I need to go handle this" about a fucking work thing. No Danny. You do not NEED TO HANDLE THIS. God damn. It is fucking hard to be a co-parent for Taylor when I'm the only one doing any parenting!

Speaking of parenting - Taylor, you really should get some therapy. That was a pretty detailed level of fucked up nightmare you had. I love you and just want you to take care of yourself.

Skitter just like "all right, for day 1 I'm going to gain complete fucking control over my territory and establish myself as an unkillable bug goddess". And then she worries if she is doing enough!

Seriously though, letting that guy stab her and counting on her costume to block the knife? Fucking baller move. Also stupidly risky. So pretty much on point for my wonderful but stress inducing bug daughter.

And then she just sits in her chair drinking tea while she destroys two groups of Merchants? Doesn't just beat them, but absolutely terrorizes them. Lights one of them on fire with their own matches! WITH BUGS! I love her so much.

She also gained two minions as a side bonus to controlling her territory. And ensured their loyalty and dedication to her.

For real. Sierra would take a bullet. She'd die for Taylor. But Charlotte? Charlotte would kill for Taylor.

The speech Taylor gave Charlotte when giving her the options "leave town" or "work for me" was so well done! Came across as incredibly fair so Charlotte couldn't complain, but also just tied her in a little bundle all nice and neat. Set her up to want to work for you. Very nicely done. Taylor clearly has been learning from Lisa.

We're just pretty much giving up on that whole secret identity thing huh? It just started cascading out of control quite quickly. I don't expect Taylor and Skitter to be different people for much longer.

Lisa and Taylor went to a party together! A shitty villain party that was dangerous and almost killed them. But villain prom is villain prom. GAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

Just a number of good Chatterbug (Smugbug) moments here.

Lisa has a MURDER WALL! AAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! I love her so fucking much and I will just sit in there with her working on the murder wall for hours. (She isn't trying to solve a murder so I know it isn't technically a murder wall, but it's a murder wall cause that's the best name.)

Fucking Bryce. Sure went through a lot of trouble for that asshole.

Skidmark just doing a thunderdome up in here. Some people use their powers for cool things and others build a fence.

Also really not seeming to do great for loyalty. Like ya you get a cape or two out of it but it left everyone in your gang not trusting anyone else.

I love everyone in Faultline's crew. Newter was my favorite but Shamrock may have beaten him out. I always loved Domino and Shamrock gives the same vibe.

Newter got a few good Nightcrawler like moments here too which was fun (grabbing things with his tail, talking to people from weird perches).

God DAMN Labyrinth is powerful. Like I knew she was but getting to see it. Holy shit. That was so fucking cool. Literal goddess of reality right here.

I'm really excited to learn more about Cauldron and the superhero in a can stuff. Very Weapon X with the memory wiping and such. (I'm just really on an X-men comparison thought process right now I guess)

Taylor "I'm not a skilled combatant" Hebert over here as she dual wields knives and successfully fights off multiple people, most bigger than her, while specifically using non-lethal attacks on them. Taylor that isn't what "not skilled" means!

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD CHILD, STOP GETTING HIT IN THE HEAD! I WORRY!

Seeing the trigger event thing was really cool. I don't think the fact that any cape near a trigger event appears to almost pass out has been mentioned before. Obviously in universe know one would know anything beyond them appearing to stumble, but still. And we got to see more of the higher dimension beings. We in Flatland now.

Oh god there is so much more I think I'm missing huge amounts. AHHH!!!

Oh, this is important. While describing Mush Taylor says "He bore a resemblance to a particular pink skinned, scrawny goblin of a creature from those fantasy movies." That open endedness of that context made me decide she must be talking about The Goblin King in Labyrinth. David Bowie. But to keep things simple, since it might seem like she is talking about Gollum, I decided that on Earth Bet David Bowie played Gollum in the Lord of the Rings movies. This is canon as far as I am concerned.

That does also mean Mush looks at least a little bit like David Bowie.

[ln4babygirl]

LN4 x Reader 🔥

Sharing his girlfriend series part 2

When you and Lando get home from his night out he shares the conversations he’s been having with his friends.

~The taxi driver home was normal but as soon as you stepped into your home Lando told you to go to the bedroom and take your clothes off, excitedly you ran to the bedroom and stripped for him waiting on the bed for him to return. You saw him walk in with his shirt already off and the button on his pants already undone. He pushed you back so you were lying down and he started to kiss across your neck slowly moving down to your chest then your stomach, he looked up to you as he started to pull your underwear down your legs and he put them in his pocket. He grabbed both your ankles and pulled them apart seeing just how wet your really were, he chuckled and dipped a finger inside and then brought it up to his mouth to suck your juices off, the sight of this alone made you moan and Lando dipped his head down to lick one stripe all the way up your centre.

You didn’t expect what he said next, asking you if you were this wet for him or for Charles. Your entire body stilled and he went on saying he saw how Charles had been looking at you all night and the little touches he was giving you. You were surprised at his tone as he didn’t seem annoyed about it at all. As you kept squirming under him he reviled to you that a number of the other drivers had told him how lucky he was to have you and that they all found you extremely sexy. He then inserted one finger into you and started to move it slowly to tease you, telling you that he has shared some pictures you’d sent him whilst you couldn’t visit some of his races with the other drivers and it clicked in your head that’s what he meant when he said Charles has seen it all before. He could sense you weren’t mad at this and inserted another finger inside of you, you began to mean more tugging on his hair at how amazing his fingers felt inside you not knowing where this conversation was going. You could just about make out what Lando was saying at this point and it was only making you want your release more, he had apparently talked to his driver friends about sharing you with them in the bedroom and as you heard this you started to clench around his fingers feeling your release approaching, Lando picked up his pace telling you how pretty you sound moaning his name and clenching so hard around his fingers at the thought of fucking his friends. Then it hit you, the hardest you’ve ever cum from just his fingers before, you were shaking so much it made Lando laugh.

As you came down from your high Lando flipped you over and pulled you up onto your knees with him right behind you. With his hand around your throat he asked you if you wanted to be shared with his friends which you could only moan as a response. He pulled your head back so it was on his shoulder and he whispered in your ear to be a good girl and tell him who you wanted, you didn’t know what to say but he gave another tug to your hair and you blurted out Charles’ name, he chuckled and let you drop back down onto your hands and knees. He pulled out his phone and asked if he could call Charles to tell him the good news. You agreed but didn’t realise that when Charles answered it was once again FaceTime and he had gone back to his place with some of the other drivers. Lando smirked when he saw this and asked you again who you wanted to be shared with as he slowly inserted his length into you, causing you to moan out Charles name. On the other end of the phone your moan had picked up some interest from the other drivers and they were all looking at the call watching Lando fuck you senseless, you then heard Lando ask who else you wanted to be shared with and you couldn’t answer properly. Lando started to name off people, Pierre? You moaned yes, Max? You once again moaned yes, Danny? You could feel yourself getting closer and moaned again Lando then asked if you wanted to be shared with Carlos too and you moaned so loud Lando could tell you were about to cum. He switched the camera around so it was facing his face and shoved the camera in your face and told you to ask them nicely, seeing all their faces made you reach your climax and you came screaming please please please, the squeezing you were causing around landos length made him groan and release into you. He ended the call pulled out of you and wrapped his arms around you kissing your head telling you how much of a good girl you are and he will organise for you to fuck the other guys. You cuddled into him and told him thank you and you wouldn’t let him down. ~

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[dragonshoardofworks]

DP x DCMK (x DC)

Where Danny and Shinichi meet at the Hawaii where's a Ghost Convention (pre-portal and Conan, when they're both around 11–12 years old) since both sets of parents are invested in the topic. (The Fentons because they're the Fentons and Yusaku because he's researching for one of his books).

They become friends and keep contacts through messages, sharing school shenanigans, crushes, cases and family mishaps.

The One Thing that Danny doesn't share, though, is his halfa status.

First, because Shinichi doesn't believe in the supernatural (according to him, magic is just unexplained science) and second, because his change is far from any kind of "normalcy" and Shinichi had categorically stated that he doesn't want anything to do with superheroes, he's just a "normal" detective and they (the Justice League) save the world.

Though, it's not unusual that, if something weird happens in a case, Shinichi asks Danny's opinion and intel since the Fenton's library has "weird"/obscure material. (If the answer gets him too close to superhero-stuff, Shinichi passes the ball to the JL, more specifically to Red Robin, but that's something for a following reblog of this thread.)

So when Shinichi becomes Conan and settles in Ran's home, he contacts our favorite boi.

(A bit late to the @crossoverdanuary party... (^～^;)ゞ Anyway, long post in chat-style, plus an extra, so I decided to use the read more function because it was getting out of hand... (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) )

Shinichi: Hey Danny, do you know anything that should be killing you, but instead it shrinks you? Danny: Shrink as in size or age? S: Age D: Hold on, gotta check some books to be sure, but usually anything age-related is dark shit. What's for? Fun or case? S: ...It's for a case D: Well, that didn't sound ominous at all, then gotta go *faster* *few minutes later* D: Okay, the closest thing (still in the Mortal Realm) to what you asked is this jewel most commonly known as "Pandora" (if she knew, she would definitely lose her shit) D: it's a gem hidden inside another gem that glows red under the moonlight D: "if bathed in the light of the Volley Comet, it would shed tears capable of granting eternal life" S: This doesn't sound anything like what I asked you (⁠눈⁠‸⁠눈⁠) D: Cut the sass beanpole and let me continue D: since the legend exist and it's documented, it should be reasonable to presume that someone managed to attain it, right? S: ...right *squinty eyes* D: So if some scientist tried to reproduce the same results in the *scientific way* instead of the magical one, they could have either the original "Tears" or the one who consumed them and run test and experiment on them D: whatever the case, there would be either some inferior or failed products that instead of making you immortal, *de-ages* you, which is the next best thing (i.e. you would live longer) D: but since they were "failures" compared to the immortality elixir, they could definitely become poisons. D: So! Since you were so ominous, was it really for a case or did our dear Professor Agasa dabble in alchemy? 👀 (read) D: Beanpole, I know you read my explanation and since this is really dark shit you *have* to at least give me context D: because among the warnings that the grimoire gave me, there's the thing that you become somewhat cursed S: ...Or you're cursed or you're not, there's no "somewhat" D: He speaks! 🙌 D: Give me *the deets* *long pause* D: *Shinichi Kudo* ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ S: Okay, fine! I can feel your disappointed stare all the way to Japan, stop! >Д< D: Then explain S: Okay S: so you know how I can't leave things alone when they have suspicious all printed on them? D: Your worst defect, yes, but continue D: ...wait D: Shinichi no D: HOW OLD ARE YOU NOW?? S: Still 17, thank you very much D: I mean physically, you little shit, don't dodge the question! S: ... S: ...we think 7 D: What in the Infinite Realms everloving fuck, Shinichi D: Okay, you know what? D: I'm coming to Japan and you can't stop me, you *midget*, I know what you're already going to say D: it's dangerous, yada yada D: nothing I've already seen and fought S: What do you mean?! D: Since you're *such a good detective*, deduce it yourself D: give me your coordinates in the meantime and don't you dare move from that spot S: If you send me Superman or anyone of his creek, I swear to Kami, Danny D: Please, Superman could only desire to be anything like me, now *coordinates* ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ *coordinates sent* D: good boy D: now get ready in 3 S: 3 what? D: 2 D: 1

🕵️👻

A full body shiver run over Shinichi as soon as the "1" appeared on the screen, so he looked up from his phone, searching for where the cold draft could have come from. However, the agency toilet window was closed and the closed door had a good insulation, last time he had checked.

So what...!

"Boo."

Shinichi shrieked with all the high pitch of an elementary schooler, as he whirled around to look at what, or better, who had whispered by his ear.

A white-haired green-eyed floating teenager with a black hazmat suit with white accents grinned almost maniacally at him, showing their fangs predatorily.

Anatomically they looked male and despite the unhinged expression, the body language didn't project "danger". If anything, it was loose and casual as if he (until otherwise stated) belonged here.

The unearthly glow suggested either some substance coating him that gave him that illusion, or there was magic afoot.

Irritation surged inside Shinichi: Danny knew his rules! No direct superhero meeting, only exchange of intel!

"Who are you and why did Fenton send you?" Shinichi gritted, crossing his arms to appear less like a 7 years old.

"You disappoint me, little detective, I thought you would have figured it out at first glance!" The supposed hero pouted, crossing legs and arms midair and staring back at Shinichi. "I guess that your fame had been an exaggeration, after all. Some East Highschool Detective you are!"

The teasing little smirk incensed Shinichi more than alarming him (the other knew his secret!), but the last thought made him pause.

Danny wouldn't betray him like this by informing whatever "superhero" of this situation just to help him without his consent. Their boundaries had been awesome like that and had been respected so far, despite the many trials both had faced.

So who was this person really?

Shinichi's mind focused back into deducing the teen before him, and the more looked, the more disbelief made way in his heart. (...He had said he would be coming to Japan, but not in that instant!)

"No way, Danny?"

"Fucking finally, midget! What took you so long?" Danny huffed, untangling then touching down on his feet and looking him over. "It even gave me time to take a look at your situation!"

"Hey! Your voice is different, so I could deduce it only because "if you exclude the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the Truth"! Since you would never spill my secrets to anyone, this must have been you!" Shinichi gestured to his friend, who flushed green when he registered the meaning of the words.

"Wow," he breathed, sounding pleased, as he scratched his nape, "you would believe that a ghost of me is still me instead of me betraying you, wow!"

"Wait, ghost? I thought you just become a superhero, not that you died!" Despite his insistence on not believing the supernatural, Shinichi had read the Fentons' papers on ghosts (the most recent ones, AKA the "no more biased version" as Danny had called them). And, while he hadn't told his friend this, the scientific breakdown of what makes a ghost what they are, had made Shinichi believe in the existence of ectoplasmic beings.

But to discover that one of his best friends had died, he hadn't known or could have done anything, plus Danny hadn't felt safe enough to tell him until it had become unavoidable, made Shinichi clutch his heart in agony and despair.

Probably sensing the shift and interpreting the action for what that was, Danny's face shifted into regret, as he knelt down before the shrunk detective and a ring of light lit up at his waist, washing over him and leaving a hoodie-and-jeans-clad raven-haired and blue-eyed teenager.

Slowly, as if not to spook a frozen Shinichi, Danny laid a hand on his shoulder, while the other took the free little hand to his NASA hoodies chest and splayed it there, allowing him to feel his heartbeat. As if he had known that only words wouldn't have been enough to convince the detective.

Slowly but surely, feeling Danny's sluggish but steady heartbeat, made Shinichi unclench, then lean against his friend's chest, head tucked under his chin.

Carefully, Danny wrapped his friend in a hug, knowing well that, while physical affection was welcome from him, Japanese social conventions and the Kudo's upbringing had left Shinichi a little adverse to prolonged contact.

As the apparent 7-years-old melted into the embrace and clutched Danny as well, followed by a suspicious wet sensation on his chest, the halfa realized that this was bad.

Shinichi had never sought comfort like that, according to professor Agasa (who Danny did keep in contact with, since he was more a parent than the Kudos), so to do this now...

"It's okay, Shinichi, I'll explain better what happened to me, but it's not your fault." Shinichi shuddered at these words and buried deeper in the embrace, making guilt shoot through Danny. He had caused this breakdown. The least he could do was to help him through it and some.

"And we're gonna find a way to solve what happened to you, I promise."

[impyssadobsessions]

Raising Phantom CHPT 10: The Fairy-Tale Begins

Excerpt Below:

“HOOD-” Nightwing's voice called through the smoke.

“I'M FINE-Fuck.” Red Hood yelled back as he peeled himself off the hood of a car he was smashed into. “Just keep Croc busy!”

“Better said than done-Woah.” Nightwing had to flip over Killer-Croc as the man ran towards him. He used his escrima stick to muzzle Croc, giving the man a good shock.

“I don't get it. Waylon was doing so good.” Red Robin spoke on the communication line. “Didn't he get a job as a bouncer?”

“Yeah, he did. I even talked to him about a week ago, he seemed happy.” Red Hood didn't understand why Killer-Croc was so angry. He just had visited him before the Gala to give him the new book from his favorite author. It was even signed. Funny enough, reading to Danny reminded him about it.

Waylon even talked about how he knew this job didn't do him any favors, but it was a job that his appearance helped him out in. Anything to give him a break out of the sewers. The nightclub that hired him wasn't even close to Downtown Gotham, so it wasn't the job that had set him off.

“Doesn't look like he has any injuries, not like anything can prick his hide-” Nightwing bounced off Croc's head and flipped back onto the streets. Killer-Croc swiftly turned, ready to run at him again. “Not foaming at the mouth either.”

“Still try not to get bit, will you?” Red Robin spoke. He was still on the other side of the city, having stopped a drug bust.

“How's your end?” Nightwing asked as he dodged Killer-Croc by rolling out of the way.

“Good news, we stopped the drug trade.” Red Robin stated, “Bad news… they were robbed dry before we even came.”

Red Hood rolled his shoulders, ready to get back into the fray. “Great. So missing experimental narcotics that could be anywhere.”

“I bet Penguin had someone steal them.” Red Robin spoke. Sounds of shuffling came through the comms.

“Could be Crane. I hadn't seen him in a while since the break out at Arkham.” Nightwing offered as he did another tuck and roll out of Croc's way. Killer-Croc normally would have caught on by now and switched up his tactics. “Do you think he's being mind controlled?”

“Crane? I mean its a-”

“He's talking about Croc, Copyright.” Red Hood snorted as he tossed a flash grenade at Killer-Croc. He whipped out his gun and shot it in mid-air, blinding the rogue.

“Oh, right. Heh. I knew that.”

“Whatever you say bird-brain.” Hood snorted as he pointed a hook shot at Croc's feet while Nightwing used his hook shot on a nearby ledge to gain some height. The hook wrapped around Croc's ankles. Red hood gave a hard yank, making Croc crash to the ground. Killer-Croc roared in fury as he thrashed on the ground.

“You're probably on to something, Big-bird. Waylon would have at least threatened to eat us by now.”

“Exactly,” Nightwing turned on his scanner to reveal any possible devices. “But I don't see anything on him.”

“How about inside? I mean, Croc has such thick skin it would make more sense if-” Red Robin paused as realization sunk in.

“The narcotics.” All of them spoke.

[jungle-angel]

The One With The Screen Door (Rhett Abbott x Reader)

Summary: Clearly it’s time for a new screen door and Rhett’s paying for it

Rhett poured the last contents of the coffee pot into his mug, still in disbelief at how fucking hot it was outside. School had let out in mid May which meant that the ghouls were all home from school and out to cause as much trouble as they possibly could. 

It was only seven-thirty in the morning but Amy and Hannah had both gotten on their bikes and were heading over the hill to Wes and Nora’s to play with Danny and Bear while Tatum and Tanner had been turned loose after they came barreling into your room and had jumped on your bed to wake Rhett up. Kaya was still asleep in her crib in the nursery and wouldn’t wake up until at least eight, but Rhett was grateful that the boys could run wild for a little while. 

He glanced at the chore list posted on the fridge, not wanting to do any of it on such a glorious Saturday, wanting nothing more than to go on a woods walk with you and the kids. The last thing he wanted to do was give Diesel his worm pills or go run errands for Royal. 

“Mornin handsome,” you purred, kissing the bare skin on his shoulders. 

“Mornin sunshine,” Rhett chuckled, his hands moving over yours as you coiled your arms around his waist. 

“Anything on the agenda for today?” 

Rhett sighed. “Gotta give the dog that medicine to get rid of the heartworms,” he yawned.

“Poor Diesel,” you said. “Ten more days and he’s done with the meds.” 

“Thank God,” Rhett replied. “How’s baby girl upstairs?” 

“She’s just waking up.” 

Rhett set his coffee down and headed upstairs to Kaya’s room and sure enough, there she was, the pink cheeked, blue eyed little baby who laughed and wriggled in her little pink blanket. 

“Mornin princess,” Rhett cooed as he lifted her out of her crib, kissing her soft little cheeks, making her laugh even more. “You must’ve slept real good last night.” 

He brought her right back downstairs to the kitchen where you were enjoying your coffee, your face lighting up at the sight of your baby girl in Rhett’s arms. “God I wish they could stay this cute,” Rhett remarked. “Don’t get me wrong....” 

“Rhett I know what you mean,” you told him as you moved to the couch in the living room and unbuttoned your shirt so Kaya could feed. 

“Guess I better go and start those truck repairs,” Rhett sighed. “Otherwise I’ll never hear the end of it from Perry.” 

“Good luck,” you chuckled. “Because Monday, this one has a doctor’s appointment.” 

Rhett groaned a little as he tried to finish his coffee. All of a sudden, there came a series of excited yells before a loud *CRASH!* and a *THUD!* reached your ears. 

“Hey!” Rhett bellowed. “What the fuck was that all about?!” 

“Rhett! Little ears,” you reminded him. 

Rhett helped Tatum up off the floor, standing him right up on his feet. “First of all,” he said sternly. “Are you ok?” 

“My head hurts,” Tatum answered, rubbing his head. 

“Where’s your brother?” Rhett asked him. 

Rhett’s head turned towards the now ruined screen door to find Tanner slinking away from the door and trying to hide behind the porch rocker. “I see you Tanner James,” Rhett warned him. “Get over here.” 

Tanner meekly joined his brother, the two of them with their hands behind their backs and feeling the full intense gaze of their father. 

“Ya’ll are in big trouble,” Rhett told them. 

The boys cast their faces down at their feet. 

“That’s the ninth time this year I’ve had to fix the screen because of you two little ghouls,” Rhett told them. “Ya’ll go get your crappy clothes on. Your punishment for this one is that you’re gonna help Papa fix the fence and shovel the cow shit outta the barn. Now go, upstairs, move.” 

Tatum and Tanner hurriedly rushed upstairs while Rhett ran his hands over his face. “I love my boys.....I love my boys....I love my boys....” 

“Rhett,” you chuckled.

“I mean it (y/n),” Rhett told you. “I love’em to death, but they’re gonna be the death of me.” 

Royal opened the screen door a second later, making a face at the now giant hole that had formed when Tatum ran into it. “What the fuck did your little headcases do?” Royal laughed. 

“They ate shit on the screen door Dad,” Rhett answered. “The hell do you think they did?” 

Royal laughed and shook his head. “Bring’em on down,” Royal said. “Russ, Patrick and I will put’em to work.” 

“Go easy on’em Royal, they’re only four,” you told your father-in-law. 

“Which reminds me,” Royal said, looking right at Rhett. “Ya’ll gotta pay up.” 

“For the screen?!” Rhett blurted out. 

“Perry’s already out four hundred for truck parts,” Royal informed him. “I think I gouged him enough.” 

Rhett rolled his eyes and drew out forty dollars for a new roll of screen before going upstairs to wrangle the twins. As soon as you had finished feeding Kaya, you handed her right off to Royal. No sooner did Royal have Kaya than he noticed the laughing look on your face. 

“What?” he asked. “(Y/n), what the hell is it?” 

“Pretty sure Perry and Rhett did the same thing when they were their age, didn’t they?” 

“Hey, I ain’t sayin anything,” Royal insisted. “Ya’ll ask Cecelia about that one.” 

You laughed, knowing you would have to later. 

[roses-r-rosie3]

Hard To Love

Ethan Landry x M!Reader

Spoilers for scream 6!!!!

Warnings: Angst, character death, and swearing

Summary: this is kind of like an alternate ending to my other story Tragic Love Story and it again takes place in the ladder scene and a bit after the ladder scene and y/n is still Anika’s brother

Y/n’s sister Anika invited him over to hang out and watch a movie with their friend group. Y/n texted Ethan and tried to get him to come but Ethan said he couldn’t because he had Econ. Y/n decided to just go by himself. The movie was pretty boring but y/n kept texting Ethan to keep him entertained. When the movie ended Quinn took her hookup to her bedroom while the rest of them were either on their phones or watching the news. The core four went to the kitchen talking about whatever they were talking about.

“Guys, what the hell” said Anika as she turned up the volume on the tv. The tv was talking about how Sam was the main suspect for the killings that are happening right now and that she was responsible for the woodsborrow massacre that happened last year. Sam went up to the table, grabbed the remote and turned off the tv. Sam went to the dinner table and the rest of the core four followed to comfort her. Anika and y/n started hearing what sounded like moaning coming Quinn’s bedroom. “That’s like the third time today” said y/n as he looked at Anika.

Both the core four and the siblings received a shared photo. It was a photo of Quinn getting attacked by ghostface. The moaning started to turn into violent screams as the core four ran into the room. The screams stopped and it was silent as the siblings went to open the door slowly. All of a sudden Mindy told Anika to run as Quinn’s body was dropped on top of Anika and y/n. Anika started to scream as Quinn’s “blood” got on both her and y/n. Y/n noticed that Chad and Tara darted out the room. Y/n got up and ran to the door as he turned around and saw ghostface stab his sister and lifting the knife up her abdomen.

Y/n ran for his sister as ghostface turned around and watched as y/n ran into his knife. Ghostface was about to stab y/n in the face as he grabbed onto ghostface’s hands to try and prevent ghostface from stabbing his face. All of a sudden Sam hit ghostface with a knife block as she guided Anika, Mindy, and y/n into Quinn’s room. As y/n got in Sam locked the door behind him. Sam noticed the bathroom door open and whispered to Mindy to close the bathroom door. Mindy screamed as she saw Quinn’s hookup dead in the bathtub as ghostface appeared behind the door trying to stab Mindy as she tried to close the door. Sam guided Mindy back behind the door as y/n pushed a wardrobe box to the door that ghostface was behind.

Sam saw Danny calling to her from across the window as he pulled a ladder from his apartment. “Are you fucking kidding me” said Sam as Danny reached for Sam to grab the other side of the ladder. “Do you have any better ideas?” Said Danny. “No” said Sam in defeat. “You three go first, Mindy!” Said Sam. “No, we’ll hold the door just go” said y/n. Y/n watched as Sam crossed the ladder. “Come on!” Y/n heard Sam say. “Mindy go!” Said y/n. “No, someone has to hold the door, you go, you’re less wounded” said Mindy. “Fuck” y/n cursed under his breath. Y/n give his sister one last hug before he left. “You better make it across the fucking ladder” y/n told Anika as he crossed the ladder.

Y/n tried moving forward as his wounds started to hurt from the wind blowing against it. Eventually y/n made it across the ladder. Y/n had his back against the wall as he was trying to put pressure on his wound to stop it from bleeding. Y/n heard them call for Anika to cross the ladder but he saw Mindy cross next. “Where’s Anika?” Said y/n. “She’s still on the other side” said Mindy. Everyone started calling for Anika to cross the ladder. “Guys I can’t”Anika cried out. “Come on Anika try!” Said y/n. All of a sudden ghostface bursted into the room as everyone’s expressions dropped. “What” said Anika as she turned around to see that the attacker caught up. “No!” Screamed Anika in fear as the ladder started shaking violently. “Mindy I don’t wanna die” cried Anika as the ladder started to shake violently. All of a sudden Anika lost her balance and fell. Her screams filled the alleyway. All they heard was a thud and Anika’s screams ceased as the only noise that could be heard was y/n and Mindy’s cries. Y/n started to slowly faint as a result of him bleeding out. “Y/n!” Yelled Sam. Danny carried y/n to his couch as Sam and Mindy found bandages and bandaged y/n to stop him from bleeding out.

Time skip to the aftermath of the Ladder scene

Mindy had her head on y/n’s shoulder as Mindy just lost her girlfriend and y/n lost his sister.“Chad..” said Ethan as he walked up to the crime scene. Chad slammed Ethan onto a car as he confronted Ethan. “Where were you” said Chad. “When” said Ethan. “Last night” Chad said in anger. “At Econ, you know this” said Ethan. “Bullshit man, you disappear and my sister almost gets killed” said Chad. “Dude I was at a study hall with a hundred other people you can ask any of them” said Ethan. “Fuck man” Said chad as he let go of Ethan. “Who?” Asked Ethan as he saw a body bag. “Anika and Quinn” said Chad. “Mindy I’m so sorry” said Ethan. “Step the fuck back, you’re at the top of my list” said Mindy. “I had Econ” said Ethan trying to defend himself. “Babe?” Ethan said. “I love you but stay the fuck away from me Ethan” said y/n still hurt from his sisters death. “Y/n please..” said Ethan as y/n turned his back from Ethan.

Time skip to when they find the Shrine room

“Hey y/n can I talk to you for a sec” said Ethan. “I thought I told you to stay the fuck away from me” said y/n. “Please babe just let me talk to you” said Ethan. “Fine” said y/n still not knowing weither to trust Ethan or not. They walked up to the balcony as they sat down at one of the seats. “Listen, I know you might not be able to trust me right now, but I didn’t kill her” said Ethan. “My sister fucking died when you disappeared! Do you not understand? My sister fucking died!” Screamed y/n. “I understand but I was at Econ. I would never kill her” said Ethan. “Just don’t fucking talk to me, you’re not helping yourself by trying to comfort me” said y/n as he got up from his seat and walked away from Ethan.

Y/n bumped into Kirby as he apologized to her. “Hey, I was just trying to find you” said Kirby. “I heard you yelling at Ethan up there, do you want to talk?” Said Kirby as she lead y/n to sit on the steps. Y/n Just started crying like he never has before. “It’s my fault Anika died, if I went after her maybe she would have survived” said y/n as he sobbed. “And Ethan conveniently wasn’t there when she got killed, I don’t know who I can trust anymore” sobbed y/n. “I get it, my own crush stabbed me when I thought I could trust him” said Kirby. “But I think Ethan might be different than what Charlie was” said Kirby trying to comfort him. “I understand if you still don’t trust him, but you should give him a chance” said Kirby. “Thank you Kirby” said y/n as he wiped his tears from his eyes.

Y/n walked towards Ethan who was now at the bar area. “Hey E, I’m sorry for blowing up at you earlier” said y/n. “It’s fine, you had every right to blow up at me” said Ethan as he hugged y/n reassuring him that he would be okay.

Time skip to killer reveals

When Ethan unmasked himself y/n’s heart dropped. He felt so betrayed, he was just starting to trust Ethan, just for him to reveal himself as ghostface. “Surprise babe” said Ethan. “Mindy was right, it was easy to juke the roommate lottery, I mean all I had to do to meet you was to room with a conceded condescending alpha, literally named Chad, fuck it felt good to kill him!” Said Ethan. “Talking about feeling good to kill someone, it felt so fucking good to kill Anika” said Ethan as he teased y/n about his sisters death. “Hearing her screams as she fell down that ladder felt so good especially seeing you and Mindy’s reaction to her death” said Ethan. “Fuck you!” Is all y/n could say, he felt betrayed, his own boyfriend killed his only sister.

Time skip to when they climb up to the balcony thing

Y/n was the last person to climb up the ladder and cross the balcony as Detective Bailey shot at him causing him to hold onto the edge as Sam and Tara tried to hang onto him. Ethan tried grabbing and stabbing y/n as y/n was dangling from the balcony. “You ready to join your sister babe?” Said Ethan. “Fuck you!” Said y/n. “Fuck you!” Ethan yelled back. “Let me go” said y/n as he saw Quinn coming towards the Carpenter sisters. “No..” they both said. “Yeah let him go!” Said Ethan. “Just Like how his sister let go of that ladder” said Ethan. Y/n looked at the knife Sam had signaling for her to give him the knife. Sam handed y/n the knife as she let go of y/n.

Ethan stabbed y/n in the stomach as y/n landed. “Got ya babe! Time to say hi to your sister!” Said Ethan. Y/n yelled as he shoved the his knife in Ethan’s mouth. He twisted the knife as he watched blood pour from Ethan’s mouth. “Say hi to your brother for me” said y/n as he pulled the knife from Ethan’s mouth causing Ethan blood to get on y/n’s face. Y/n started to laugh as he now knows that he avenged his sister

A/n: Pls request some ideas if you want :) and yes the title is based off of a blackpink song

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i think i vaguely remember you mentioning that you had ideas about continuing the death defying ficlet rocky road right? are you still excited by the idea, and what shenanigans do you have planned if you do continue?

A death defying fic has been something I've wanted to write for ages. I think that ficlet has a really nice chance of been something short and cute to make/let me finally write one! (I also love the fuck buddies masked one for the Titans feels and some day want to do a Talon!Dick fic.)

For that one... obviously Danny has the Bats in chaos, but if it was big enough to call Dick in on date night, something big is going down so they have to shove it all aside to deal with later.

Dick insists on going back to Danny that night which some Bats don't want because what if he's a threat? For there... honestly I don't know!

Could take it where the Bats are all hand son deck to try to find out more about Danny. Like they ran a basic background check but now need to do a better one. Or try to stalk him, but Danny always knows they're there. So he walks right over to Tim to give him a coffee, or drag Cass to a meal, or give Jason a book he borrowed. Danny is completely nonchalant about this all.

The Bats are just !!! but Dick won't let them schedule the Big Dinner while Danny is studying for midterms. And maybe being Dick he's using that as an excuse not to ask too many questions himself and keep avoiding the change it will all bring.

Meanwhile Danny just does increasingly ghostly things trying to get Dick to just ask him already.