#danny’s just confused y’all

[chaoswarfare]

dp x dc prompt #29

Dannys family and friends die due to the GIW in amity, and danny in grief fueled rage, absolutely dismantles the entire organization. clockwork sees how he goes down a dark path no matter what he does in the living realm, and moves him into his haunt until he recovers emotionally.

seconds and years pass by like blinking but neither of the two ghosts change at all. danny gets drawn in to the gear windows that show alternate realities that don’t exist, but clockwork is too busy monitoring the current timeline to really look into it.

so when clockwork sees the strain on danny from not helping his human half, he doesn’t even think about what he saw on the monitors as he sends danny back down to earth to find new people to protect.

danny has seen every dark future of many justice league members, and freaks out over them all banding together to accomplish something. he needs to stop them before it’s all too late for the world. this must be why he was sent here by clockwork.

when the jl go out for defending another invasion, they hardly expected a new unknown rogue with the power to destroy universes to declare himself their enemy.

(or alternatively- danny thinks the jl are villains planning on world takeover and does his best to keep them from winning.)

[star-girl69]

“FUCK THE OTHER KIDS I ONLY CARE ABOUT OURS”

Danny better be included in that context. I want to see the two interact with one another. I feel like they would get along and just be little Clarisse’s around camp terrorizing everyone. And Clarisse is standing in the side being a proud mama 😂😊

WE’RE SO BACK

danny and ivy are about the same age in my little version of a canon universe so they would call themselves twins. i never really defined either of the features i don’t think but for me personally i think of ivy as this feisty little blonde with a fuckass bob she pulls off SO well, constantly wearing pink and flowers just to turn around and destroy someone

and then danny i imagine him to be like a young josh hutcherson (bridge to terabithia era, maybe a bit younger) except w more prominent freckles and a bit darker hair

so anyways.

they don’t look alike at all so that’s what is so fucking hilarious about it but they’re like “we’re twins!!! best friends!!! brother and sister!!!”

that’s genuinely how they introduce themselves to everyone and then everyone is like???

also percy is so fucking terrified good god hes losing his shit THERES THREE OF THEM NOW????? he’s like “we need to BAN clarisse and y/n from adopting more children”

(as if clarisse would listen to percy 🙄🙄🙄)

so basically danny and ivy would be attached at the hip. like they have twin telepathy fr and ut pisses everyone off

when they’re separated (god forbid you’re split up onto different teams) (they’re not afraid to kick and scream and cry) (chiron would PERSONALLY make sure they are not split up again bc genuinely just no one wants to deal w them SCREECHING)

ivy is a daddy’s girl (aka clarisse)

danny is a mama’s boy (aka y/n)

danny and ivy are kinda like the polar opposites of each other i mean don’t get me wrong is danny absolutely lethal with a weapon? yes obviously and he tries so hard to be like his half-siblings and love battle and war and all that stuff but he just doesn’t get the same joy out of it

clarisse doesn’t really care, she comforts danny as best as she can and tells him he doesn’t have to love it as long as he can protect himself so she has some piece of mind, she’s kinda confused as to why danny’s is technically ares’ kid but also like that’s her kid…. so she really don’t care

besides clarisse has someone else to impass all her wisdom onto

the hurricane that is ivy.

she definitely wasn’t born with that natural effortlessness that danny and clarisse have, but she works 10x as hard and absolutely loves the feeling of a sword in her hand she has the PASSION and that is much more important than natural ability tbh

anyways. every once in a while y’all will have sleepovers and you barely fit it’s hilarious… pretending that camp counselors once again have a room at the back with a slightly bigger bed

clarisse is in the middle, you’re on one side, danny on the other, and ivy is fully spread out sideways on top of y’all

ivy and danny are just walking around camp like they own it bc they do, clarisse is scary and will get them whatever they want bc the twins will flash puppy eyes at you who will then flash puppy eyes at clarisse and then she’s helpless 🤷‍♀️

anyways. that’s all i got for now love y’all love this little family 😘🫶

[aceviscontiswife]

Killers catching you crying/upset

I’ve been wanting to do some comfort type stuff for a while, so this is what my poll was for! Hope y’all enjoy!

Gn! Reader. Pre established relationship! Killers included: Danny, Pyramid Head, Wesker.

• Danny is used to seeing people cry from fear. He isn’t one to comfort, if anything, Danny’s the reason someone’s crying in the first place. He’s a murderer, not a therapist.

• However, when Danny catches you crying, it’s a different story. Why? What happened? Who did this? How the actual hell does he help you? Long story short, Danny hates seeing you upset.

• You’ve never seen Danny this concerned, or this confused. It’s clear he has no clue how to comfort you, but he tries his best. He’ll kneel down beside you and stay with you until he was sure you were alright. It was a side of Danny you’ve never seen, but not one you didn’t like.

• If it’s a survivor who’s made you cry; don’t worry, Danny will handle it. Once you’re better, Danny will teach that survivor a lesson they’ll never forget.

You had tried to last the entire trial without breaking down, but eventually you couldn’t hold back your tears any longer. You slumped against a tree, hugged your knees to your chest, and began to sob quietly. Danny was the killer this trial, you could always just find him, but you didn’t want to ruin his trial with your problems. Danny must’ve heard you, for it wasn’t long after you started crying that he kneeled down next to you and quickly removed his mask so you could see his face. “Hey… what’s wrong?” Danny asks in a tone so… soft, so concerned. It was like nothing you’ve ever head from him.

“I… it’s Nea…” You answer as more tears well up in your red, puffy eyes. Danny nods, wiping away your tears and pulling you into a tight hug, mainly so you wouldn’t see the flash of anger in his eyes at the mention of your teammate. “I’ll handle them once you’re better, okay?” You nod, and while you knew Danny was being sincere, you couldn’t help but ask “Are you sure?” To which Danny simply replies, “It’s what boyfriends are for, dollface.”

(I have never wrote for Pyramid Head before so I apologize in advance lol 😅)

• You’re… crying? That’s not something Pyramid Head likes to see, not at all. His first instinct is to make you stop crying, whatever that might take.

• While he can’t speak, Pyramid is good at telling you things through his body language. He’ll set his weapon aside and open his arms slightly—his way of saying “Come here.”

• He’ll pull you into a bone-crushing hug, his hands awkwardly rubbing your back as you cry against his chest. Pyramid will hold you until you’re done crying, and listen to any word you had to say. For something that spoke in garbled nothingness, Pyramid Head was surprisingly very well at comforting you.

• You’d tell him what had upset you, and if it just so happened to be a survivor, Pyramid Head would leave your side in an instant to go deal with them. He would return covered in blood, set his weapon aside, and allow you to melt in his arms once more.

You were somewhere in the deep, desolate forest of the entity’s realm, tears streaming down your face as you cried. You hadn’t even heard him approaching, startled when Pyramid Head suddenly appears next to you. He had laid his large weapon against a tree, his arms slightly open and waiting for your embrace. You didn’t say anything, you simply took a small step forward and wrapped your arms around him, laying your head on his chest.

Pyramid Head held you for a while, and it was only when your sobs began to lessen did he finally pull away. You knew what he wanted now; Pyramid Head wanted an explanation. “Gabriel was-“ You cut yourself off as Pyramid Head suddenly turned away, grabbed his weapon, and began making his way towards the survivors’ campfire. Was he going to-? Would the entity even allow that?! Either way, once you realized what Pyramid Head was doing, you couldn’t help but smile and wait patiently for his return.

• Unlike most of the killers, Wesker at least knows what he should say to someone who’s upset. Does he? No. Crying is a weakness, and Wesker can’t have that.

• But, much like Danny, Wesker does a complete 180 when he finds you crying. He never wanted to find you like this, and now that he has, he wants nothing more than to bring an end to your tears.

• You never would have guessed Wesker was good at comforting, but he was. He knew exactly what to say, what to do, and had you feeling better again in no time.

• If it’s a survivor who’s made you cry, you best believe Wesker will handle things. He’ll wait until he’s in a trial with them, and once he is, he’ll make sure their time with him is absolutely miserable. Wesker will teach that survivor a lesson, and it’ll work so well they’ll probably never speak to you again; out of fear of what Wesker might do if they hurt you again.

“Dearest, why are you crying?” You heard a familiar voice speak from behind you. You turn around to spot Wesker, staring up at him through teary eyes. “It’s nothing…” You lie, quickly wiping away your tears and sniffling. Wesker obviously didn’t believe you, stepping up next to you and resting his hand on your shoulder. “Don’t lie to me, y/n. What’s upsetting you?” You knew there wasn’t a point in lying again, so you tell Wesker the truth.

“Laurie was being really rude to me in my trials…” You admit, sounding more childish than you had wanted to. Wesker simply hums in response, resting his free hand on your other shoulder and beginning to rub them, easing the tension you had gathered from your earlier trials. “I’ll handle it, sweetheart.” Wesker assures you, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. “Don’t worry about a thing.”

[soapyghostie]

Hi!! I was wondering you could do a legion (Frank or Sally will do just fine?), ghost face, and The Knight with a killer s/o whose like that Jack Goodman guy from An American Werewolf in London or Beetlejuice,, from Beetlejuice? Obviously dead as hell but still a sarcastic and joking person while looking like torn up teddy bear. Just reacting to pieces of themselves just falling off as an inconvenience while talking about some stupid shit.

Also, Love your writing man, hope to see more of it!! Hope you have a nice day/night :)

Awwwww! Thanks Anon! I’m glad you like my writing! I hope you have a blessed day/night as well! ❤️ Here’s your request. Enjoy!

The Legion/Frank Morrison

Frank would be taken aback and stare at you in confusion as pieces of you fall off your body. He might even express concern before realizing that being dead, you're not exactly endangered. Once he comprehends the situation, Frank would chuckle and shake his head. He appreciates your dark humor and the fact that your dismembered state doesn’t seem to bother you. 

Frank loves sarcasm and teasing. He’ll engage in lots of teasing and corny jokes about your ‘shedding’ (Frank’s word for your body parts falling off). He’ll playfully ask if you're molting or suggest giving an offering of some of your pieces to the Entity for extra bloodpoints to enhance your abilities in trials.  

Frank gets used to the sight and starts making casual remarks when parts of you fall off during conversations. It becomes a normal part of your dynamic, and he finds it oddly endearing. In the midst of chases or trials, Frank will point out your ‘trail’ of fallen pieces, turning it into a morbid joke between the two of you.  

Frank will collect some of the fallen bits as ‘souvenirs,’ which is kinda gross in my opinion, to display a twisted sense of affection that he has for your torn-up teddy bear appearance. If he is in a mischievous mood, he may playfully remove a piece and run off with it with you chasing after him. It becomes a game of hide-in-seek between the two of y’all as you struggle to get the piece of your body back from Frank’s grasp: he’s pretty fast. 

Frank will come up with a lot of creative nicknames for you such as ‘scatterbrained sweetheart’ or ‘lost limbs baby” as a form of teasing, but also a form of affection. 

Frank, in a strange way, becomes protective of you, patching you up if needed or giving you words of affirmation due to your unique condition. He wants to make sure you feel loved and accepted for who you are. Despite all the teasing and jokes, Frank’s growing affection for you remains genuine, proving that even in the fog, unconventional relationships can thrive.

The Ghost Face/Danny Johnson

Danny would be startled at the sight of pieces falling off of your during y’all’s first encounter. His wide-eyed mask might express shock wherever he goes, but he immediately recognizes the absurdity of the situation. The Entity brings some really freaky shitters for killers. Sorry no offense…

Once the shock of your appearance lulls away, Danny will quickly adopt a deadpan sense of humor about your dismembered state. He’ll compare you to horror movie tropes, such as “Beetlejuice” or “An American Werewolf in London,” or crack jokes about your unraveled state. He’ll be surprised when you reciprocate his dark humor with the same dark humor, taking his jokes very well. Danny’s mask may hide his facial expressions, but his body language suggests he’s amused by your dark humor. He may even mimic laughter through his voice changer to join in on the joke.

When seeing you perform in trials, Danny will playfully comment on your ‘trail of bits,’ distracting you from your chase. To throw him off, critique and make fun of his strategy style in trials. You’ll get him to shut up that way because joking about his killing style destroys his ego. He deserves it for distracting you from your chase. 

Danny will propose a horror movie marathon, making light of your undead state and turning it into a movie night, complete with popcorn and snarky commentary. He’ll comment a lot on how you look like the villain of most of the movies y’all watch.  

Danny likes to mess with you and will definitely hide some of your fallen pieces during trials, challenging you to find them later. Also with Danny being the king of puns, he’ll weave a lot of puns about your torn-up teddy bear appearance into y’all’s conversations. From ‘losing your head over something’ to ‘falling for you in pieces,’ his humor takes on a morbid charm that gets you laughing every time.

Despite all the macabre jokes, Danny’s actions show a peculiar form of affection. He’ll retrieve your fallen pieces, even if he’s the one who stole them and hid them around, delicately place them back in their proper place on your body. In quiet moments, Danny will lean in and confess in an eerie whisper, “You’re the only one who can make dismemberment look charming.” Fucking bastard! However, you and Danny form a unique bond built on y’all’s shared dark humor that is a testament to the resilience of y’all’s connection in the Entity’s realm. 

The Knight/Tarhos Kovács

Tarhos would be surprised at the sight of pieces falling off of you. Despite your undead state, Tarhos expresses a gentle concern for your well-being, regardless of his usual stoic and knightly manner. He’ll even try to ‘repair’ you by placing the pieces respectfully back in their right places on your body that fall off.  

Tarhos engages in polite teasing about your dismembered state. I don’t know how he does it, but he knows how to do it respectfully. He’ll make chivalrous jokes, like offering to be your ‘knight in shining armor’ even if you're a ‘teddy bear in tatters.’ Additionally, Tarhos’s knightly code will take a twist as he discusses ‘dismemberment etiquette,’ establishing proper behavior for you when pieces fall off during conversations. 

Tarhos will incorporate swordplay into y’all’s dark humor, making light jabs at your falling pieces with his sword. He’ll even suggest a jousting match with your fallen pieces as targets. It’s a fun game y’all play in your spare time. 

While y’all are walking, Tarhos will be behind you retrieving any pieces that have fallen off and will hold all your pieces in his big hands, like flowers, until y’all get to your destination where he’ll try to ‘reassemble’ you. It is a cute and comical site, yet it shows his genuine desire to care for you. 

Tarhos will serenade you with medieval ballads, incorporating humorous lyrics about your ‘torn-up teddy bear’ appearance to lighten the mood. 

Tarhos’s chivalry extends beyond physical protection, he becomes your emotional shield, navigating all your worries and insecurities through words of affirmation and hugs. As time goes on, you and Tarhos embrace the absurdity of your appearance through humor and y’all’s support for each other, forming an unconventional partnership in the dark embrace of the fog.

[jadeslashes]

ghostface (dbd) with an S/O who has hypersomnia, and is just a sleepy gal?

✩ pairing: the ghost face x hypersomniac!reader.

✩ warnings: mdni, no nsfw but still tbh.

✩ note: i didn’t expect to love this idea as much as i did, hope you like it <3

first of all, jed olsen is always down for naps as a date

each time you come over he’s got all the pillows and the coziest blankets in his house on the bed just for you <3

if he sees you yawn or start to get quiet he immediately asks, “getting sleepy, lovely?”

a lot of the time you’ll wake up to him after falling asleep while he’s over, and he’ll have some snacks and a kiss waiting for you

occasionally though, you’ll wake up to an empty room, confused until he comes back, with some sort of little gift for you

or, you’ll wake up and suddenly he’s in your room with you when he wasn’t before

“hey, i was wondering when you’d wake up”

he’s so sweet and so comfortable, you consider him to be a perfect match for both you and your sleeping habits

and jed considers you a perfect match for him, too

in part because, unbeknownst to his sleepy significant other, getting snacks for you to wake up to isn’t the only thing he leaves and comes back for

he knows your sleep schedule very well, knows about when you’ll be waking up and therefore when he should return

he doesn’t always make it on time though, and when he doesn’t, he compensates by stopping at the store after visiting his most recent victim to pick something up for you, then comes back

everything about your relationship is a win-win for him, his guise of being a loving boyfriend keeps you from asking questions (not that you’d ever even ask, you were the last person to suspect anything of him)

don't get me wrong, jed is head over heels for you, the fact that he can commit his crimes while you sleep is just a (massive) bonus

and if he was ever questioned, he'd always have you as a verifiable aliby

things between you two would stay perfect, until your infallible sleep schedule changes, and you wake up one night with him gone, not for the half hour (if that) it would take to go pick up some of your favorite candy, but for hours

when you started asking questions, jed didn't know what to do, he didn't want you to know him as danny johnson, he wanted to remain as the perfect boyfriend he'd made himself out to be

but he stayed calm, made some excuse or another, that he needed to stop in at work to finish something that would've been late if left undone, that he was stuck in traffic or had car troubles; anything to fix this slipup

so long as it didn't happen again, things could stay perfect for the two of you

˗ˏˋ ꩜ :: lmk if you guys like this concept and want a part two w more angst and possibly somno if y’all r down for that lmao

[tumbling-darkling]

I’ve been seeing many Danny Phantom and Justice League Crossover AU’s, and specially ones where different members of the League adopt Danny. And so I present to you:

Battle for Parental Rights to Danny.

The thing we all love about Danny is that he fits so easily in so many stories, there are endless potential interactions regarding all the Leaguers and being guardians of the undead boy (the fan favs of course being Batman or John Constantine.) So why not all of them at once.

Consider Danny just accidentally meeting each League member separately. And after each interaction they all have the same thought of: I am going to parent the hell out of that kid.

They don’t wanna rush anything and wait until the next big meeting to mention this possible mentorship.

Cue the Leaguers all sitting around a table, one of them mentions mentoring an undead teen, and then there’s confusion.

‘Wait… I was just going to say that…’

‘Is this the same teen?’

‘Did we all meet him?’

There’s suspicious glares, and all hell breaks loose when one of them screams: ‘I saw him first!’ And fucking ditches. It’s a race, hero tripping up other heroes, sabotage, all to get to Amity first and claim the child. There are only a few left behind (like Shazam. Who is confused like: wait is the person they were talking about my mentor?? Which is entirely different can of worms)

Wonder Woman is slamming Superman into a mountain, Batman is activating his secret evil hero contingency plans, Flash is just running like hell, Martian Manhunter is betting on his alien ship, absolute chaos.

They all reach Amity Park around the same time and?

Danny is in the ghost zone.

The chase continues.

More shenanigans.

Name calling is screamed across the zone.

The find Danny with… three more parental figures?? What??

There’s demand for battle.

Eventually Danny figured out what is happening and is like: dude I can have like 20 parents. Y’all can share.

But sharing just activated more insane competitions.

“I taught him how to break a man’s back with his pinkie.”

“I taught him diplomacy!”

“I gave him a tour of mars.”

“Well I let him touch a dead body!”

There’s no end to it all.

[lonelycomics]

Since y’all liked my rambles here’s some more but even more unorganized Dp x DC. Part 2?? Idk

Danny is very chill with Gotham’s spirit. Unlike what most people would think, Gotham loves having the “Ghost King” living there. Something to show off. To whom, no one. But it’s cool af.

How Danny works is basically, communicating with ghost speak and/or portal. But no one knows ghost speak without being a somewhat ghost (;

Some Batfam see Danny and think of whatever sibling when they were younger, take your choosing, but Bruce just shits himself. Like ong, looks like a kid he would adopt and train. Looks like Jason too, just as feral.

Speaking of Bruce, Batman saw Danny work a few times. But somehow these are the times where Danny just ghost speaks. So B-man is very concerned.

More magic users go to Gotham and just shat themselves. Not because of Danny, but because Gotham itself is proud and actually feels like a spirit of a city rather than just the feeling of anger constantly. Now, that was concerning already and the magic just shifts.

Bing-baba-boom magic users feel Danny nearby, and most are so confused. They feel a powerful presence but it doesn’t seem uncomfortable. So they just stand like 🧍 what the fuck they supposed to do?

Danny soon starts to help the previous henchmen of (insert villain), and they feel like in debt. But not like the debt of their lives, but rather the debt of their protections.

Joker gets to Danny, kidnapped and all. Joker does this villain speech. But he knows Danny’s “meta”. But Danny never lets anyone have peace half guessing what he was. So Danny just yells “who you gonna call?” And then 20 fucking ghost just appear, all screaming “ghost busters!” Joker got his answer rq even he didn’t want it to.

Bonus points if the JL are saying “yo bats, the fuck happened to the joker last night? Mfer got his ass beat.” And Bats, who’s still VERY into the case, says “idk but if it’s a kid I know, imma scream.”

Danny does his job but likes staying around, mainly because Gotham helps him with his human side. Finding the best places to sleep, drink, and eat without too much of a problem.

Jason feels Danny around. He knows the “King” is around. Jason feels more comfortable yet alert. Everything feels fine but somethings gonna change. It always does.

That’s all I have rn so byeee

[britcision]

So these past few months have been A Time, but the past few weeks in particular I’ve held off giving y’all any snacks because I am at Lady Gotham and I really want everyone to see her for the first time together

And I’m also at the last damn 1000 words for the chapter it is so close

But the tone is fighting me and I think it’s because I haven’t fully nailed what I want from this conversation and what will need to wait for the next one

So instead of something from the active chapter WIP here is a probably-to-be-deleted (or at least thoroughly reworked) scene from Jason’s first meeting with Lady Gotham 👀

(Cuz Jason’s been having A Goddamn Time these last few chapters and I think he deserves a break from breakdowns and daddy issues)

Happy WIP Wednesday!

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It was almost a relief when her attention snapped back to Danny, her smile a little cooler, but still fond.

“You did not bring him to see me before,” she remarked blandly, and Danny winced.

“Yeah… if it helps, last time we were here we were kinda distracted?” He offered hopefully.

Lady Gotham chuckled softly, crossing one knee over the other and sending smog billowing around them.

“I’m aware. Clockwork told me he intended to ask for your services,” she added to Jason directly, blatant pride and approval making him wonder about his own doubts.

They came from John fucking Constantine, after all.

And from a decade of strenuous training for a job that at one point had literally kill him. Jason wouldn’t say he regretted his call, but he still wanted to know more. And about that weird shadow he’d seen in the visions she had showed him.

Danny seemed a little more hung up on something else.

“Wait, Clocky came and told you about it?” He asked incredulously.

Lady Gotham chuckled softly.

“The Master of Time may not technically need my permission, but he knows well enough to ask before interfering with what’s mine,” she agreed with a regal incline of her head.

Jason almost laughed at the feeling of Danny’s indignation beside him. He didn’t even have to look to see the pout as he folded his arms. It rather effectively killed any lingering tension.

“Oh, sure, the Ghost King he just drops in and ambushes, but we wouldn’t want to offend a city spirit,” Danny grumbled melodramatically, then looked sharply at Lady Gotham. “No offence, obviously.”

The larger ghost was clearly more amused than offended, blowing another stream of smog in Danny’s direction.

“None taken. You yourself were quick enough to ask my permission before entering my city,” she reminded him with an easy nonchalance.

“Yeah, but I have manners,” Danny grinned back, relaxing and leaning in against Jason’s side like either of them had any gravity pulling them down.

Gotham’s lips quirked as she nodded an agreement and she gestured with one hand at the mostly obscured length of her legs.

“They are appreciated. Do you like them?” She asked with just a hint of smugness that made Jason think there was something… more to the gesture.

Both men obediently followed the gesture, looking down the length of her legs into billowing smog and the occasional flash of her pearls. Jason could feel Danny’s confusion.

“Your, uh… your dress? It’s very nice?” He offered cautiously, his aura a delicate balance of polite-sincere-I’m just a little guy help me out here that almost made Jason snicker… until he realised that he couldn’t feel an answering aura from Lady Gotham.

She was so there, larger than life and overwhelming even sat on his level, but he wasn’t getting the same insights into her feelings he’d gotten from every other ghost he’d met. It kinda reminded him of that first meeting with Frostbite and realising he couldn’t feel the yeti’s aura… only to find it all around him.

He knew better than to go looking this time. He could confirm with Danny once they were away.

Meanwhile the Lady laughed softly, reshuffling long brown legs so the other was on top and recrossing them, smog trailing from where her feet should have been as it cleared for just the briefest moment. And set the dangling pearls shining bright.

“A decent try, my king, but once more?” She hinted, a flash of a smile setting the pearls briefly aglow. They almost bounced with the motion.

Jason knew the story, of course. All the bats had, usually from Alfred or the records of the police commissioner.

Bruce never talked about it. They were never quite so rude as to ask.

Which made it even more bullshit that Bruce constantly brought up Jason’s darkest secrets, his own past.

Squashing the thought, he tried convincing himself it tasted like Pitty. Despite the little grumblings of protest below his ribcage.

But no, he knew what the pearls meant to Bruce, knew from the bat signal eyes what they had to mean. Bruce fucking Wayne, Batman, was so intrinsically a part of Gotham he’d changed the way her spirit looked.

Jason had fucking given his life for the city, and what had it gotten him? A permanent passenger who wanted to kill everyone he cared for, a family that could barely look at him, a half life of always coming in second to Tim fucking Drake… a little brother he had nearly killed because everything Jason had ever wanted had just fallen into Tim’s lap.

He knew better now. He did. He knew it wasn’t true; Tim butted heads with Bruce every other week, got himself a Robin cape by larceny (and hadn’t Jason loved hearing that? Almost better than going for the Batmobile’s tires), embezzled enough from the Bat-Budget to build an entire second Batmobile that he kept below his Nest like a trophy.

(Jason had stolen the tires off that once he found out about it too. Tim had never brought it up or retaliated, but he was too good not to know who did it. They’d been replaced by Bat Budget anyway.)

Point was, Jason knew the Pit lied. That Tallia and Ra’s and all that lot lied. He had been missed, he was loved, his family wanted him home. Gotham was his as much as Bruce’s, and the Alley was his alone.

It just… tugged at something bitter and dark in his chest to look at Lady Gotham, the beating heart of his city, and only see Bruce reflected back. Only the glitz and glamour of the rich, just like in real life.

The thought was barely more than words, half choked words he knew weren’t anything but a ghost fear from the kid who’d been left behind or forgotten more than he’d been cared for, before Lady Gotham responded. Not verbally, but for all that Jason hadn’t felt anything a moment ago, he was suddenly surrounded by her.

WARMTH-GENTLE-LOVED-LOVED-LOVED

It wasn’t that which broke through though; no, that was the sudden soft, watered down scent of Catherine Todd’s favourite perfume, the one they could almost never afford so she would refill the bottles with water once they were about half empty.

It hadn’t covered the stink of cigarettes and worse coming from the very walls of their apartment, he’d only smelled it when she was holding him close. Shielding him from Willis’s rage, tucking him into bed, cuddled up on the couch to wait out the rain.

It brought tears to his eyes, the pressure of the day threatening to spill over and overwhelm him again.

He could feel her signal-eyes on him, dimly hear her bantering with Danny about whatever the other was missing, but none of it registered. Not through the phantom arms wrapped around him, the soft whisper of Gotham’s voice in his head.

Not unloved, my son. Never unloved, never alone.

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We’ll see if this makes its way back in either this chapter or the next one, Jason is certainly due a couple dozen complete breakdowns just from the backstory, let alone the events of the fic

I’d love to say I think it’ll be soon but tomorrow’s gonna suck and I have no idea what this month is gonna be I couldn’t breathe all through October and it’s touch and go now

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[itsdannysworld]

Beautiful as Ever

(istg coming up with titles is harder than writing the fic) Danny Wagner x Reader Oneshot Warnings: Angst?? Cursing, a lil drinking, ends up super fluffy

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You’re not one to regret things, but you couldn’t shake the nagging feeling of regret when it came to that night. The boys of Greta Van Fleet invited you out for drinks, an invitation you were quite used to. However a few beers later, you and Danny had ended up behind a locked bathroom door, making out and covering each other in hickeys and bite marks. Nothing crazy happened, but your head skills did come into play. You left quickly after, lying through your teeth about needing to help a friend through a nasty breakup. It had been 4 days, and you couldn’t stop checking your phone, praying Danny’s name would pop up. He hadn’t spoken to you since that night, and it was slowly killing you. You had been harboring feelings for him for the last couple months, and were starting to doubt if he felt anything towards you. Maybe you were a drunk mistake to him, or something he truly regretted. The thoughts wouldn’t go away, and as much as you hated to say it, you could barely function. Your phone buzzed and you excitedly picked it up, silently hoping it would be Danny. Nope, Josh.

Joshy: Heyyyyy, wanna go out tonight? Danny’s been acting weird and I’m hoping his fav girl will cheer him up 😉

“What the fuck.” You muttered under your breath. Josh (unknowingly) just confused your brain even more.

Y/n: Uh maybe (and you better keep this between you and me Kiszka 😐🔪) Danny and I kinda had a weird moment the other day and shits been really fuckin with me, I’m sure its nothin but idk

Joshy: Ughhhh just come chill with us, I think he’s just as fucked up as you are dummy

Y/n: Fine, curse you for being so convincing 🙄

You put your phone down, slightly regretting confessing your problems to Josh. You knew he would never judge nor snitch about anything, but you didn’t wanna fuck with the bands dynamic. You headed towards the bathroom, grabbing an outfit from your closet on the way. 45 minutes later, and you looked gorgeous. Maybe you put extra effort in for Danny, or maybe you really just needed to feel pretty. Your phone beeped with another message from Josh, saying that he was almost at your apartment to pick you up. You sprayed one last spritz of perfume and spun around in the mirror.

“There she is! Beautiful as ever!” You plopped down in Josh’s truck, and immediately smiled at his compliment. “Aww, thank you Joshy. You yourself look quite beautiful.” He pulled you in for an awkward hug, reaching over the center console. “Where are we going?” You asked as he started driving out of your apartments parking lot. “Same bar as usual, I just feel like switching it up would be weird.” He paused then continued. “Oh yeah, what happened between you and Daniel? Is everything ok?”

You froze, but quickly regained your composure.

“Uh, we kinda had a drunken makeout/minor sexual situation thingy in the bars bathroom a little while ago. It’s no big deal, but he hasn’t talked to me since. I hate to say it, but I kinda feel used? I mean, you know how much I like him.” Josh nodded. “I see. I doubt his intention was to make you feel used, he’s not that typa guy.” Before you could respond you pulled into the familiar parking lot of the bar y’all frequented. Josh grabbed your hand before you could unbuckle. “Look at me mama, everything’s going to be ok, I promise” You smiled at the gesture and nodded. He always knew how to comfort you, granted he had been your best friend for quite a long time.

You walked into the dingy bar, 80s rock n roll blasting through the speakers. You spotted Sam and Jake at your usual booth, but quickly noticed the lack of Danny. “Is he even going to be here tonight?” You asked Josh. “I think so”

You went to go sit at your booth, letting Josh order your drink. “Hey you twooo”. You sat down next to Sam. “Hey y/n, surprised to see you, you went all ghost on us.” Sam said teasingly. “Oh shush, it was unintentional.” An hour had passed by before Danny made an appearance. You caught his eye as he walked in and offered him a small smile, one in which he returned. He bought his drink and turned towards the table, sitting down next to Josh. You saw Josh lean over to tell him something, and Danny made eye contact with you. You quickly adverted your gaze and decided to talk to Sam about Rosie. After about half an hour, your phone vibrated in your pocket.

Danny: Hey, can we talk outside?

You looked at him and nodded, and y’all both started to leave the booth. “Where are y’all going?” Sam asked. “Smoke break.” You responded in a tone that shut down any further questions from him. You made it out the back door and leaned against the wall, Danny following after. “So why’d you ghost me?” Your boldness shocked you, but you were hurt and needed answers. “Y/n, I didn’t mean to. I just had a lot going on.” He seemed apologetic, but you weren’t having it. “You know how awful it is to be so in love with someone, and the moment they kind of return the feelings they fucking leave? I hate to say that what we did meant a lot to me, but it really fucking did." You could hear the pain laced through your voice. He seemed taken aback by your sudden outburst, but expected it.

"You're in love with me?" He questioned.

"I mean, yeah duh. I don't go around giving head to random guys who I don't actually like." Your eyes started to burn, and your face felt heavy. He was completely unreadable and it drove you insane.

He let a small chuckle, "I love you too y/n, like a lot."

Part of you couldn't believe it. You were excited and scared and pissed and hurt and happy and it was overwhelming. "I never meant to ghost you, I just didn't know how you felt about everything. I'm sorry." You nodded, a small smile creeping onto your face. You pulled him into a bone-crushing hug, and he rocked y'all back and fourth.

"I love you y/n."

"I love you too Danny." You mumbled into his chest. You pulled away. "So can we skip the dating phase and just be in a relationship? I've waited long enough." You both smiled and slightly giggled at your question. "Of course y/n/n, plus I think we’re past that stage." He pulled you in for a sweet kiss, one that you quickly returned. "Now can we get to my house because god knows I don't want our first time to be in that shitty bathroom." You laughed at his statement, agreeing with it. He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards his car, happiness and lust radiating off of him.

"Can you text one of the guys and tell them we're leaving?" You nodded and pulled out your phone, clicking on Josh's name.

Y/n: Danny and I are leaving lol, ig him and I are dating now?? Anyways, have a good night Joshy 💚

[sweetandabitspycho]

Steve McGarrett x Reader

Summary: Saturday’s are supposed to be relaxing but not when a mission comes up.

Title: Not So Relaxing Saturday.

Warnings: probably just my bad writing.😂😂

Ps. Thank y'all for reading, sorry most of my stories are short and bad I'm trying to find my writing style so thanks for helping. Let me know what y'all think.🥰🤗😊

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Masterlist

“Why on this beautiful earth are you leaving me?” I questioned Steve sleepy as he moved off the bed. He chuckled lightly before answering. “Well, beautiful it's 3:30 PM and I'm hungry.”

“Mmm, okay. Make me something? I'll love you forever if you do.” I said blowing him a kiss. “You wouldn't know what to do if I wasn't here.” he laughed walking out the door. I might have started at his bad, but hey, who wouldn't?

I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn’t I was hungry now. I moved Eddie’s big head off of my stomach and got up. I walked down the hall that's when I heard Steve talking to someone.

“Hi, love,” I said to Steve as I kissed his cheek. I turned to see it was Danny, Steve’s partner. He looked at me as if I was a ghost. I couldn't blame him.

“You are Danny, right?” I asked grabbing my cut of morning juice, Steve fixed it for me.

“Yeah, yeah I am. Who are you?” he said confused.

“I'm Steve’s partner, Y/n,” I said shaking his hand. “Nice to meet you,” he said smiling.

“So, the big bad no-lover Steve McGarrett has a lover!?” Danny practically screamed. Steve passed him an annoyed look.

“Yes. Now shut it.” He said kissing my head. “So, what are you doing here Danny?” I question as Steve handed me my favorite breakfast, Danny looked down. “I’m sorry to break up y’all’s Saturday, but we have a case.”

Steve let out an annoyed huff. “Sorry love.” He said kissing me. “But I promise I’ll make it up to you.” He hugged me.

“I’ll be okay. Me and Eddie will watch some tv. Don’t worry.” I said kissing his cheek. He walked to his room to change.

“Sorry to mess your day up,” Danny said. I shook my head. “It’s okay, I knew what I was getting into. Just try not to let him do stupid stuff,” I said laughing.

Danny laughed and shook his head. “I’ll try,” Steve yelled for Danny to get his ass up and a quick I love you to me.

[holymusicalmothman]

Heat of the Moments - Dan Avidan x Reader

This is based off that second dream I had about Danny.

Also I’m tagging the people who liked that post in case they were interested.

Anywho, as per usual. No Ashley. I’m not including her in any of my Danny Fic

The way I had to google the weirdest stuff for this lol. I’m going to try to be writing more, it keeps me calm and wedding stress is driving me nuts since it’s only a month away. ANYWAYS. So while requests aren’t technically open, I’m totally cool with being sent fic ideas for the characters I typically write for. Who knows? Maybe I’ll be inspired

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of anxiety, mentions of being led on

Word Count: 2610 (gosh dang. good job me!)

Comments are always appreciated! I love hearing y’alls brain thoughts after reading lol.

Masterlist

Two years. It had been two years working for Game Grumps. Quite honestly, it had been one of the best years of your life. You had always been fascinated by the Youtube Gaming community, and you were grateful to finally be a part of it. Granted, you were mainly putting your art and animation talents to the test, but knowing what it all went toward was more than enough. You were more than content to live as you were.

However, it was not without its challenges. Outside of the fact that you were doing what you loved, over the last half couple months it had begun feeling rather tense-ish with a certain coworker. Well, tense for you at least.

Dan Avidan, Game Grumps host, musician extraordinaire, and coworker had been seeming rather…flirtatious? Was that a good way to put it? 

Yes, you supposed it was. It was one of those things, however, where it’s such casual flirtatious comments that you can’t tell if he’s actually hitting on you or not. If you thought about each moment from different angles, you genuinely couldn’t tell if he was being flirty or friendly.

Moment No. 1

It had been a Monday morning and everyone had seemed to have a case of the Monday Morning Blues. It had rained all weekend and everyone seemed to have that bleary eyed sleepiness. Even Arin was having a bit of trouble bringing what he called his “Internet Funny Man” energy to the office that morning. The weather seemed to be making everyone feel sleepy.

And you were certainly no exception. You stood in the kitchen, in front of the Keurig, just staring into the nonexistent void as you waited for your coffee. 

A light touch on your arm startled you out of your stupor and you found a mildly concerned looking Dan at your side.

“Oh, hey, sorry. What’s up?” You asked lamely, unsure of how long he had been standing there.

Dan’s brown eyes furrowed in confusion. “You didn’t hear what I said, did you?” 

You just shook your head. 

The confusion vanished as it turned into mirth. “That’s alright,” he smiled, “you seemed like you were witnessing the depths of the abyss for a second, so I just wanted to make sure you were alright.”

A light chuckle escaped you. “I can’t say much for right now, but if you give the coffee a few minutes, I’ll be good. It’s just a case of the Mondays.”

“Good, wouldn’t want my favorite animator succumbing to madness. Talk to you later, sunshine.” 

And with a quick pat on the shoulder, he was gone. Leaving you alone in the kitchen wondering what the hell just happened. 

Moment No. 2 

Late. Late. Late. You were oh so terribly late. You somehow managed to sleep right through your alarm and were now rushing to work. Not good. 

Granted, you were only going to be fifteen minutes late, and you also knew Arin would understand and no one would mind. However, it still sent you rushing around in a state of panic. 

You hurried into the office with a relieved sigh. As you sat down at your desk, you let out a frustrated sigh. 

Brian raised an eyebrow from his spot across from you. 

“You good?”

Shoving the frustration to the side, you smiled. “Yeah, just ran late and skipped breakfast, then left lunch on the counter. It happens, but this is what DoorDash is for right?”

Brian gave you a concerned look that only a father could manage. “Just make sure you eat something.”

“Yes, sir, Ninja Brian, sir.” You gave him a mock salute before tucking yourself into today’s work, unaware that another set of ears had heard the exchange. 

After a few hours, you stood to stretch and take a quick restroom break. Upon returning to your desk, however, there was now a take out bag resting next to your computer. 

You blinked. The restaurant was familiar, it was close by and also an office favorite, so it wasn’t uncommon for take out to be seen around the office.

But you hadn’t ordered lunch from anywhere yet. 

You peered inside the bag, immediately catching sight of the blue sticky note.

Hey!

Heard you missed breakfast, so I grabbed you some lunch! 

This one’s on me, so don’t sweat it.

♥️ Danny.

You stared at the little heart. Not only had Dan bought you lunch, he had also signed it with a heart. 

What was going on. Was he into you?

Moment No. 3

It wasn’t very often that you got to sit in on a Ten Minute Power Hour, but when you did it was always a blast. 

So you were crammed off screen next to Allie, watching the guys try and do a Draw My Life but with their friendship over the years.

Arin was red in the face from laughing. “What is that?!” he wheezed. 

Throwing up his hands in exasperation, Dan exclaimed, “IT’S LINK! CAN’T YOU TELL BY THE HAIR?”

Cue the entire room dying. 

This only spurred on Dan’s frustration. “Someone come fix this!” He threw his marker down and stood, walking over to the background shelves to dramatically sulk. 

Arin only laughed harder and waved you over. “Come help him out, cause I can’t think right now.”

You hesitated for a moment. Watching on the sidelines was one thing but actually being on camera and involved in an episode like this wasn’t something you had prepared for. 

Allie nudged you gently and you stood. You were an artist, it was essentially what you did for a living and had been doing your whole life. So why were your hands sweating.

As you grabbed the marker and surveyed Dan’s disaster of a drawing, you spoke. “It’s not that bad. I mean, it’s not good, but its salvageable.”

You quickly erased the stick-figure Link’s hair as Dan pulled away from the shelves to watch you work.

“This is the only Get Outta Jail card you’re getting, dude.” Arin said, grinning. 

“I’ll take it, man. This is a nightmare.”

You laughed and shook your head as you finished redrawing the hair and added a little sword in the figure’s hand. 

“There we go!” You stepped back and quickly rejoined Allie, anxious to be out of the momentary spotlight.

“Hey! It looks like Link!” Dan grinned at you. “Thanks, lovely!”

Your heart stuttered against your will. “Anytime.” You said, covering up your momentary malfunction.

Lovely. Granted, Dan called the fans “lovelies” but something about the way he had just said it was different than how he addressed the fans. You had to force yourself to not think about it. To not play into the way your heart was slowly starting to formulate a crush. You were just reading into things.

Moment No. 4 

It wasn’t unusual to find yourself working on a quick little Grumps animation for one of the videos. Every now and then, Arin asked if you could make a little one to slip into a video, never anything super long. Just long enough to keep people entertained. He tended to use them as intermissions of a sort, in case they got interrupted by something mid video. 

You had just finished one up and were going over it to double check on everything when someone leaned over you. 

“What’cha working on?” Danny asked, looking at your screen with curiosity. 

You felt your palms go clammy at the close proximity, but hid it well. 

“Just a short animation for one of the recent recordings.” You explained. “Wanna see?”

Dan gave an excited nod and you handed him your headset, trying (and failing) to not watch how he brushed his hair out of his face. 

It had been a little bit since the Ten Minute Power Hour moment and you were still warring with the fact that you might have a crush on the lanky musician. 

Dan braced one hand on your desk and the other on the back of your chair, “Show me what you got.”

As you hit play on the animation, the only thing you could think of was those stupid cliche moments in novels where the guy leans on the girl’s desk because this was exactly how you pictured it looking and feeling like. Your palms went from a nervous clammy to an anxiety sweaty. Or somewhere in between, you couldn’t tell.

You were very aware of the way he was leaning over you and you swore you could smell him. He had a very faint woodsy scent to him, you couldn’t tell if it was a cologne or if it was just him. A lock of unruly hair brushed against your shoulder and it took everything into you to keep pretending to watch the video. 

Eventually it was over and your headset was handed back to you. 

“That was really good!” He was smiling at you. “Is that for the ‘technical difficulties’ from yesterday?” 

The air quotes he put up when he said technical difficulties had you laughing. 

“If you mean when the resident ghost knocked over the shelf,” You said. “Then yes.”

Dan’s smile was infectious as he leaned closer and dropped his voice. “It was the ghost of all the games we never finished finally coming back to haunt us.” 

You both laughed. 

“Anyways, I was just curious to what you were up to. It looks really good, you’ve got an insane amount of talent.”

And the war was lost. Because with just that sentence, you knew you had a major crush.

Moment No. 5

The next moment didn’t even happen at work. You weren’t even around him at the moment.

All you had done was throw a quick pic of a work in progress up on your instagram. It hadn’t even been up for ten minutes before you got a comment notification.

@dannyavidan : This looks so good! I’ve got to get you to do a piece for NSP someday!

You stared at the comment. Dan wanted you to do a piece for his band? 

You don’t know how long you sat there thinking. Eventually, a ding sounded and you checked your instagram again. 

Dan had messaged you.

Dan: Hey! I was totally serious about having you do a piece for the band! We’ve got a new project coming up and I would love to have someone as talented as you on the team for it!

You: Seriously?

Dan: You wound me! Of course. You put a lot of effort into what you do and it’s really good. Why? Dost the fair maiden think I jest? 😆

Your fingers hesitated briefly before responding, your heart and brain going a million miles an hour. Yes, he was being kinda dorky, but it was endearing.

You: I’ll think about it. But it shouldn’t be a problem. 😀

A few hours passed and you were scrolling through Instagram before bed. Just a few minutes and you’d go to sleep, it was a weekend night after all. Flicking through stories, you almost passed NSP’s insta story. 

“Guess who may have just gotten the coolest animator ever to do a video!”

Whelp. There went any hope for sleep. 

Present. 

It had taken a lot of internal thinking, panicking, and general theorizing over the past few month for you to finally make up your mind.

But all the past moments had you sure of your crush on Dan. And, after confiding in a longtime friend, you were sure he felt the same. It couldn’t be a coincidence. 

So you had decided to take the plunge. You were going to take the initiative. You were going to ask him out.

And the thought almost left you breathless. 

But as you walked into work that morning, ruminating over the past few months, you mustered your determination and found Dan in the kitchen area.

“Morning,” you greeted him, smiling. 

He gave a little wave and continuing making his tea. There was a pretty large recording session for the guys that morning.

“Can I ask you something?” You said, not giving yourself a chance to abort the mission at hand.

Dan nodded. 

“Would you wanna go on a date this Friday? With me?” And there it was.

He froze. 

A moment passed. Then another. And a third.

And both your heart and stomach went through the floor. 

Dan finally spoke, his voice coming out strained. “Um, listen…”

You held both your hands up. “No, it’s cool, I misinterpreted. It’s fine. You don’t need to answer. I’ll see you around the office, ‘kay?”

And you bolted without giving him a moment to even try to respond.

You felt sick. The rug under your feet was gone and the tears pricking your eyes were starting to sting from you trying to hold them back. You made a beeline for the Power Hour room, knowing it’d be empty and you collapsed onto the Grump Couch. 

You took a deep breath and let them slip silently down your face.

You felt like such an idiot. Yes, Dan had seemed like he was flirting, but obviously it hadn’t truly been that way.

You heard the door open and close softly and you jumped up to see Arin standing there.

“You okay? Need to talk about whatever it is?” he asked, genuinely concerned.

You sat back down and wiped your eyes with a shaky breath.

“It’s nothing. I just misinterpreted signals and it’s on me,” you admitted. “Mistook friendliness as flirtiness, that’s all.”

“Was someone leading you on?” He asked, seating himself next to you.

So he must’ve not seen you get rejected by Dan, becaused he sounded like a concerned older brother who was about ready to fight someone.

You shook your head. Dan didn’t even seem capable of something like that. 

“It honestly was just a misunderstanding. With any luck we’ll just both forget it ever happened and things will just go back to normal.” 

The door opened again, albeit a lot less gently than it had when Arin entered. 

“Hey, I didn’t—” 

You stared at Dan like a deer in headlights and you knew that he was looking at the tears on your face.

Arin stood. “Alright you two, play nice and get this sorted out.” He said, shaking his head as he left the room, closing the door behind him.

A awkward pause, and then Dan was sitting next to you. 

“Shit, I’m so sorry, I did not mean to make you cry. You must think I’m such an ass.” He rambled. “I didn’t mean to sound like I was rejecting you at all. God, I must’ve sounded like a jerk.”

You said nothing, staring at him. Your silence urging him to continue.

“I wasn’t expecting you to ask me out first, and you caught me with a giant piece of turkey in my mouth and I was trying to find a way to tell you that there was way too much food in my mouth but you were already gone. I am so sorry.”

“You weren’t expecting me to…” your words failed you.

“No, not at that moment,” Dan looked away, suddenly going from panicked to rather shy. “I honestly was still trying to get enough courage to ask you.”

A moment of charged silence passed as you both mulled over your thoughts.

“So, will you…?” Dan trailed off.

You snapped your gaze to meet his brown eyes.

“Will I…”

“Would you go out with me? This Friday? Seven o’clock?” He asked, nervousness, uncertainty and hope in his eyes. 

You grinned, ignoring the way that tears once more tried to make an appearance. “I’d love to.”

Dan’s eyes sparkled in response. 

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[risingwiththeheatabove]

A Little Honey - Chapter 8 - Baby I’m Your’s

Pairing: Josh X Reader

Series list

Warnings for series: 18+, Alcoholism, toxic parents, domestic abuse, drug use, alcohol use, coarse language, angst, fluff, explicit sexual content, NSFW, smut, unprotected sex, fingering, oral, blood kink, praise kink, daddy kink, and probably so much more that I am forgetting.

Word Count 7K

A/N I apologize for this chapter taking so long. Life has been crazy, but I am so excited to finally get it out! I know I left y’all with a bit of a cliff hanger but I hope this chapter makes it up to you. She is a spicy one! As I have mentioned before I am doing a tag list for this series so comment below or send me a message if you would like to be included. Peace and love.

“Fuck, I am so sorry Honey. This was supposed to be our day. None of this should have happened.” He said unable to mask his own sadness. You had nothing left to say. Sitting there silently you decided to take Sam’s advice and just listen.

“Before I explain I need you to know none of this is your fault. Sam had no clue what he was fucking talking about. He caused this disaster not you!”

You were confused as to how any of this was Sam’s fault, but you remained listening. Hoping that somewhere in his explanation things would start to make sense.

“I was with Nora last night, but it is not at all what you think.” He paused taking your chin into his hand meeting his eyes with yours. “This is not how I wanted to do this. I wanted it to be romantic.” You looked at him completely disoriented by what he was saying. “Nora was helping me plan a surprise for you. I needed your work schedule and a few other things I couldn’t have asked you for with out tipping you off. I wanted to plan something special for you at the Vegas show.” He said with a nervous smile on his face.

You were frozen trying to put all the pieces of the puzzle together. “Why would Jake tell Sam you have been dating Nora?” You ask searching his eyes desperately for answers.

“That is a bit more complicated..”

February 14th - Valentines Day at the Studio

The boys had spent the first half of the day preparing set-lists and coordinating lighting and effects. Josh had been nervous all day thinking about what he was planning for you. The guys had picked up on his jitters. Josh admitted to having an important dinner planned with Nora, so the boys insisted they could finish the rest of the days tasks with out him. He jumped at the opportunity to leave.

Danny had similar nerves as he hadn’t planned anything for Valentines Day. He and Nora had been secretly dating over the past month and he was unsure as to how she would feel spending the holiday together. Airing on the side of caution he treated the day like any other. Throughout the day he feared he had made the wrong decision. Jake picked up on the unusually unsettled state of his brother from another mother.

“Are you doing okay dude?” Jake asked Danny.

“Yeah, just distracted I guess.” Danny responded shaking his head.

“Care to talk about it?” Jake offered as he took a set across from Danny.

“If I tell you, you have to keep in on the down low. Nobody knows yet, not even Y/N.”

“This has to do with Nora?” Jake quickly picked up on where the conversation was going.

“We have been… seeing each other. For about a month now.”

“Congrats man!”

“Thanks! Yeah I am pretty stoked! I just… I didn’t plan anything for Valentines Day. It felt too soon, but now I am second guessing myself.”

“Nora is a cool chick. I am sure she doesn’t mind. Plus it sounds like she is busy tonight helping Josh.”

“You are probably right… So he is really going to do it?” Danny asked in reference to Josh’s upcoming surprise Nora had informed him of.

“I think so! I have never seen him so in love. They deserve to be happy.” Jake said through a big grin, excited for his twin.

Jake and Danny meet up with Sam as they signed off on their individual documents approving tour details. Danny finished up first heading out for the night. Leaving Jake and Sam to close up the studio.

“What was up with him today?” Sam asked referring to Josh.

Jake mistook Sam’s question assuming he had been referring to Danny. “If I tell you, you have to keep it a secret!” Jake said shooting Sam a quizzical expression.

“Hey if there is one thing I can do, its keep a secret!” Sam said all too confidently.

“Him and Nora have been secretly dating for the past month.” Jake explained not knowing Sam would confuse the situation.

“No shit! How does Y/N feel about that?” Sam asked shocked by his brothers admission.

“She doesn’t know yet. No body does. They want to keep it a secret until they are ready.” Jake replayed.

“I didn’t see that one coming!” Sam exclaimed.

Jake confused by his brothers bewilderment shrugged him off and said his goodbyes for the evening.

February 15th 2022

Josh relays the conversations at the studio to you.

“Oh my god.” You say mortified by your contribution to the mess of the evening. “I am going to kill Sam!” You scream into the couch pillow.

Josh laughs at you, pulling the pillow down from your face. “Not before I do!” His fingers brush your hair off your skin and neatly tuck it behind your ear. Your face red with embarrassment about how far this misunderstanding escalated. “Can we kill him tomorrow? I think we have had enough fighting for one day.” He says followed by a lingering kiss on your forehead.

“Josh, I am so sorry…”

“Shhh it’s all okay.” He hums softly as he pulls your head to his chest. You release your weight on to him as his arms wrap around you.

“When Sam told me…” You paused trying to collect your thoughts. “I wasn’t thinking straight. I thought I was losing you.” Tears began to creep through your closed lids.

“Honey, I am yours… and if you ever want that to change you will have to pry me off with a crowbar.” He jokes as his hands begin to run through your hair.

“Things have just been so different lately. Nora has been distant and I thought I pushed her away. I felt like I was losing you both.” You nuzzle into his chest with your tears slowly finding his shirt. “You have been so busy, don’t get me wrong I am so happy for your success. I have just missed you. I have missed how things were.”

“I have missed you Honey, more than you know. This tour is going to be hard, but we will make it through. There is no doubt in my mind. All the prep is done so for the next month I am entirely yours.”

You wrap your arms around him holding on tightly as if he was going to disappear.

“I love you.” He offers as he places another kiss on top of your head.

Removing your head from his chest you look up to meet his gaze. Your swollen, and red eyes meet his. “I love you so much.” You say as he places his hand on your cheek wiping away tears with his thumb.

Just then you hear the front door open. Turning your head you look towards the entry way to see Nora come around the corner.

“I am going to kill Sam!” She says as she finds you on the couch, wrapping her arms around you as well.

“Get in line!” You chuckle as her apologetic eyes meet yours.

“Y/N I should never have kept things from you. I just didn’t want to shove my uncomplicated relationship in your face while… while you two figure out your relationship.” She said removing her arms from the group hug. Josh did the same as he shifted to get up.

“I will let you guys talk.” He said as he stood up, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. “I will pick you up in the morning and we can try again with our valentines festivities?” He asks as he walks towards the door.

“Third times the charm.” You say playfully. He blows you a kiss before walking out, closing it behind him.

Nora gets up to grab a glass of water for each of you. You join her at the table.

“Did you really think I would do that to you Y/N? Date Josh?” She asked with a furrowed brow.

“I wasn’t thinking. Nothing made sense and things have been so weird between us lately.” You say offering out a hand for her to hold. She apprehensively takes it into her own. “I am sorry if I have pushed you away. I should have made more time for you.”

“After you left me at the bar, I felt I don’t know… like you replaced me. I was having a hard time with the idea of you having a new partner in crime. I see how happy Josh makes you and I want you to be happy. You deserve to be happy! I just miss my big sister.” She said looking down at the table as if she was embarrassed to admit her feelings.

You place your other hand on top of hers and offer a light squeeze. “No one could ever replace you Nora. You are my ride or die! I am so sorry I made you feel that way.”

“I am sorry I didn’t tell you about Danny.” She said keeping her gaze downward.

“I would have been happy for you! I am happy for you.You could have told me you know?”

“The last month went by so fast. I didn’t know how to casually slip that into conversation. Especially when I was seeing you so infrequently.”

“Well I guess Sam took care of that one for ya!” You said as you both laughed at the events of the day. “I have missed you Nora.”

“I have missed you.” She said offering another squeeze to your hand. “Also I would never date Josh. I would never do that to you! Plus I don’t date short guys!” She said laughing at her own joke. You couldn’t help but giggle.

You continue to catch up with her. Grabbing the remaining bottle of wine from the fridge you settle in on the couch and discuss Nora’s new relationship. She explains that Danny asked her out on a date while they were at his birthday Dinner. Since then they had gone on several dates. Nothing was official just yet, but it may as well have been. You both finished off the bottle and joked about all of the ways you could get back at Sam for causing this shit show. Eventually growing tried you parted ways to go to bed.

“Come here!” You held out grabby hands as you motioned for her to hug you as both stood from the couch. She accepted swallowing you in to her tall frame.

“When ever you get done playing house with Josh we should plan a camping trip. We haven’t done one in a while.”

“I’d love that. When the boys are off on tour it will be like old times around here!” You said looking forward to spending more time with her.

“Has your big surprise been ruined?” She asked with a quizzical look on her face.

“Not entirely! All I know is it has to do with the Vegas show. Thank you for helping him with that by the way.” You say as you walk towards your room.

“It’s my pleasure! That boy sure loves you.” She says before closing the door to hers.

You smile as you slide into bed thinking about your lover boy and what surprises he has in store for you.

The next morning you wake up to the smell of bacon, eggs and coffee drifting in from the kitchen. Slowly peeling yourself from your bed you make your way to the kitchen grabbing a blanket to wrap up in.

“Need any help?” You ask rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

“Are you awake enough to be on toast duty?” Nora pokes. She was already dressed and ready for the day. Unlike yourself who hadn’t even put pants on yet.

“I think I can manage!” You jest back in a sassy tone, pouring yourself a cup of coffee. Placing a few slices of bread in the toaster you walk over to the table to sit down.

“When is Josh supposed to be here?” She asked.

“Your guess is as good as mine.” You shrug your shoulders as you take a sip from your warm mug.

Before she could respond the front door opened. Josh stepped through the threshold with a tray of coffee in one hand and a bag of food in the other. Kicking the door shut behind him with his foot, he walked toward the kitchen. He had on his usual white tee with mala bead, his light washed jeans and white vans. I sight to behold no matter how many times you had seen it.

“Speak of the devil!” Nora said lightheartedly.

“Love you too Nora.” Josh popped back. “Well shit! I thought I would treat you ladies to breakfast.” He say defeated placing the food on the counter. “Is something burning?”

“SHIT, the toast!” You run over to the toaster to find a plume of smoke pouring out of the top. Quickly turning it off you find 3 black pieces of what was once bread. Josh and Nora laugh as you show them the damage.

“You had one job!” Nora teased. “You didn’t happen to bring toast?” She asked Josh.

“The French kind!” He said pointing a finger into the air all to excited to unpack the goodies from the brown bag. French toast with berries and fresh whipped cream.

You help him place the food and coffee on the table while Nora brings over the bacon and eggs. He pulls you in to his arms still wrapped in your blanket. Your arms snake around his waist as your face meets his for a kiss. His velvet lips taste of coffee and sugar. He pinches at your sides attempting to tickle you. You squirm away and find your seat at the table with Nora, he follows joining you.

“This looks absolutely divine! Thank you both!” You say as you dig in.

“Josh saved the day!” Nora exclaimed.

Josh gasped. “A compliment from Nora?! Do my ears deceive me?” He said as he leaned back in playful shock.

“Don’t get used to it!” She popped back. “I don’t know how you tolerate him sometimes!” She said directed towards you.

“Will you two stop it! You are the two people I love the most in this world. Would it kill you to get along?” You ask.

“YES!” They say in unison. You all break out into laughter.

After you all finish eating Nora insists on cleaning up so you and Josh could leave before traffic picks up. Your bags were still sitting in the hallway packed up so you slip on a pair of denim shorts and brush your hair before getting in the Jeep. Josh climbs in the drivers side placing a hand on your bare thigh as he pulled out of the parking lot.

“Jake is out of town until Sunday so the house is ours for the next four days.” He said with a devious smirk on his face.

“Whatever will we do with all of that time?” You tease reaching over to run your fingers through is curls. Finding a spot on the back of his head near his neck. You offer a playful tug causing him to bite his bottom lip.

“Mama...” He say through a little moan.

“Sugar you know what that does to me.” You said referring to the nickname he reserves for intimate moments.

“Trust me Mama, I know.” He says all to pleased with himself. His hand travels higher up your thigh gripping tighter around your flesh. “I would hate to ruin those panties, they are my favorite.”

“We can buy more.” You hum climbing over the console to place soft kisses along his neck.

His hand moves from your thigh to your cheek. His thumb brushing your lips. He presses in slightly as you suck his thumb into your mouth.

“I need you to be a good girl for me until we get home. Can you do that?” He says looking at you with nothing but lust as his thumb sits in your mouth. You nod your head yes as he pulls his thumb out. “That’s my girl.” He says placing a kiss on your hand.

You sit back in your seat letting out a small huff and crossing your arms. Josh chuckled at your theatrics. You continued your flirtatious tantrum until you pulled into the drive way. As Josh unbuckled you grabbed his arm before he could open the door.

“Leave the bags.” You said as you hopped out and ran towards the door with a frisky pep in your step. He also ran following you through the door. Throwing off your shirt as you fast step towards the bedroom. He trails close behind until he catches up pushing you against the wall his lips meet yours.

“I said be good.” He teased in-between kisses. His tone drunk with desire.

“You said be good until we get home…” You say before his lips meet your again. “We are home now and I can be as bad as I want to.” He quickly removes his shirt and you pull on the button of his jeans.

“Shower. Now.” He says leaning over you with his hand pointing towards the bathroom.

“Yes sir.” You bite flirtatiously as you skip off to the bathroom. His hand meeting your ass with a quick swat.

You undress and turn on the water waiting for him to join you. Music fills the air as Josh puts on your favorite record before returning to the bathroom in just his jeans. With the water now warm you step under and watch him undress.

“Enjoying the show?” He ask cocking an eyebrow at you.

“Very much so!” You chirp back opening the curtain further for him to join you.

He gets in and pulling you into a tight hug and dragging you under the water with him. You both laugh as the water sprays you in the face. With your eyes closed you find his lips again welcoming in his warm tongue. Still tasting just as sweet as it did earlier in that morning. His hands travel down exploring your breasts, and passing over your curves before he moves one down to your core. Your breath catches as he works his fingers between your folds.

“Such a good girl, so wet for me.” He says before moving his lips to your neck. His forefinger finds your swollen bud circling it slowly he teases you.

“Josh..” You moan.

“Yes Mama?” He hums into your neck. With out having to respond he new what you wanted. He tapped your thigh signaling he was going to pick you up. With one smooth motion he had your thighs in his hands and your back pushed against the shower wall. His tongue finding your nipple he bites at it lightly sending electricity through your core. His pulsating cock was pressed against you teasing you with every small movement. You reached down directing it into your entrance. Josh threw his head back as he bottomed out inside of you. “Fuck..” Slipped past his lips as his gaze returned to you. “You feel so good Mama, whose perfect pussy is that?”

“It’s your Josh.” You say through your moans.

“That’s right, its all mine.” He begins to thrust into you faster. Your back lightly smacking the wet tile with each motion. A string of moans and cursing escape your lips as you grow closer to your climax. Josh pulls out lowering you to your feet. “Not yet Mama, I wanna taste it. I want you to cum on my face.” You brace yourself as he pulls your thighs apart with his hands and buries his face in your center. His tongue making quick work on your clit as his fingers enter you curling just right. Your hands fly down to his hair desperately looking for something to hold on to as your orgasm washes over you. His tongue laps up your slick slowly as you come down from you high. Pulling him back up to you by his hair, he meets you with a devilish smirk. Spinning him around quickly you push his back against the wall. Lowering to your knees you look up at him. His hand finding your chin, he lightly strokes your cheek with his thumb. You place sloppy kisses on his lower abdomen causing him to twitch under your touch.

“Honey.” He moans as your tongue meets the head of his cock. Teasing the tip you lick down to the base taking his balls in your hand. His hands find the back of your head begging for me. “I need it Mama.”

“I love it when you beg baby.” You hum as you take him into your mouth.

“Fuck Mama I don’t know what’s better, your mouth or your pussy.” He says biting his lower lip. His eyes threatening to close as his head falls back once more.

“Look at me while I swallow you down. Who is your good girl?” You say through little licks to his shaft.

“You are Mama. Taking in every inch and begging for more. You are such a good girl for me. So pretty with my cock in your mouth.” He watches as you take him back in. Feeling him beginning to reach his climax, you pick us the pace as you work him through.

“Y/N…” He moans as his warm cum pours down your throat. Swallowing each drop as if it were honey. Releasing him from your mouth you pepper kisses up his body before meeting his lips once more. The water had since turned cold both of you too busy to notice. Josh turned off the water and reached out grabbing a towel off of the rack. He wrapped it around you before grabbing one for himself. Draping it low on his hips he steps out offering you a hand behind him. You accept as you walk toward the sink. He picks you up causing you to giggle before setting you down on the counter. He bites at your neck playfully as you swing your legs around him. “I love you.” He says kissing your cheek.

“I know.” You tease as he threatens to pick you up again. “Okay okay I love you too.” You say through laughter.

“What do you want to do today?” He asks as he slips back into his clothes.

“I was pretty happy with what we were doing.” You say in a flirty tone.

“We will have plenty of time for that Honey.” He responded offering you another kiss before walking into the bedroom to find his shirt.

Defeated you hop down and join him in the bedroom. Searching through his things for something to wear. Finding your shorts and a one of his shirts. to throw on.

“How does some lunch and a movie sound?” He asks grabbing your hand and leading you toward the kitchen. “I have this new India dish I have been wanting to try.”

“Ohh I love it when my man cooks for me.” You say taking a seat at the counter.

Josh prepared lunch while you picked out a movie. The record he put on earlier had ended so you put on some Elvis hits to dance to with him. You helped chop, but mainly distracted him as you danced around the kitchen in circles. Occasionally he offered a few of his own moves resembling the ones he used on stage. Somehow he finished the meal despite your wonderfully distracting performance. Hungry from your earlier activities you both inhaled the deliciousness in front of you. Josh cleaned up while you brought in your bags from the car. Taking the record off as you returned inside. Then finding a spot to cuddle up on the couch. After finishing in the kitchen he joined you snuggling into the space between your legs resting his head on your stomach.

“What did you pick?” He asked.

“It felt like a Star Wars Day!” You said pressing play.

“Ohhh A New Hope good choice.” He said cheerfully.

You hummed pleased with yourself. Settling in you began to softly play with his hair. About half way through you heard soft snoring coming from Josh. You laughed as you closed your own eyes to join him for a nap. A few hours or so must have pasted before you were woken up by a frantic Josh looking for his phone. “Honey get up! We are running late!” He said looking up from his phone screen.

“Since when did you care about being late?” You laugh as you sit up. “What are we even late for?”

“I made dinner reservations for 6 and its 5:30!” He said rushing into the bedroom. You follow him still laughing at his nervous behavior. You find him in the closet pulling a dress from the rack. It was a little black dress, satin with a plunging neck line and silver rhinestone embellishments. He hands it to you with a pair of black strappy heels.

“Josh…” Slips through your lips in a whisper as you look at him in elated shock. “It’s beautiful!” You said in a whispered yell. “Is this for tonight? Where are we going?” You ask as you strip off your outfit from earlier.

“You will see just get ready!” He laughs at your eager excitement. “Quickly!”

You slip the dress on as he watches longingly. He offers a hand in zipping up the back before you run into the bathroom to do your hair and make up. He changes into a pair of khakis and loafers, replacing his long sleeve shirt with a form fitting charcoal turtle neck. The most dressed up you had ever seen him. You style your hair down and quickly apply some minimal make up. Adding a red lip to spice it up a bit. Strapping up your heels you step out of the bathroom to find Josh stroking his chin hairs in anticipation. The dress was pretty short showing off your legs. You place a foot on the bed next you Josh. He places a soft kiss on the inside of your thigh before his eyes catch on your center.

“I am surprised you didn’t ruin them earlier.” He says referring to your satin underwear he deemed his favorite. “You look absolutely stunning Mama.” He said standing up placing kisses up your arm.

“I thought we were in a hurry?” You tease.

“There is always enough time to admire my Honey.” He says as he pecks your cheek. “But we are really fucking late so we should probably go!”

You rush to the Jeep and He drives you too a 5-star restaurant on the lakeside.

“Josh this seems really expensive.” You said feeling uncomfortable with how much money he was about to spend on you.

“You deserve it.” He said offering you hand to slide out of the Jeep. His other hand meeting the small of your back and leading you in through the entrance. The restaurant was dimly lit with warm candle lighting at each table. It was private and quiet despite all of the tables being full. Josh checks in at the front desk and the hostess guided you to a table next to a large window looking out over the water. The lights and the stars reflected off of its surface, dancing in the waves. He pulled out your chair as you took in the view. Sitting down he pushed you in before taking his seat across the table. “Do you like it?” He said nervously.

“This is amazing. You are amazing.” You said taking his hand in yours.

Your touch helping him to relax some. “Hopefully this makes up for the last two days?” He asked scratching his head.

“And then some!” You say as the waiter comes over to take your drink order. Josh orders a glass of wine for each of you.

“So as you know we have our show in Vegas next week opening for Metallica.”

You nod as a smile creeps up on your face.

“I have already ran it by Debbie and she covered all of your shifts. That is if you want to join us for the weekend.”

“No I think I will stay in Nashville and work instead.” You say sarcastically. “Are you fucking kidding me?! Of course I want to go to Vegas with my best friends, sister and lover boy!” He laughs at your excitement.

“We have tickets to fly out Wednesday night the show is on Friday so we have sometime to find trouble in sin city.” He said regaining his confidence shooting you a wink.

Your wine is served and you both order your meals. While you wait Josh takes it upon himself to show you the empty patio area. He leads you out onto the wooden walkway. Holding tightly around your waist you find a spot on the railing to look out over the water. He tells you about the plans for the big weekend in Vegas as you run little circles over his hand with your finger. The soft lights glow off of his rosy cheeks and his eyes look almost black as they stare back at you. You can see through the window that the food is being placed at the table. He leads you back inside still wrapped snuggly around you.

“Jake and Jita recommended this place so if the food sucks we can blame them.” He joked as you both dug into your entrees.

“Mmmmm.” You cooed as you took your first bite.

“You are too cute Honey.” He chuckled, causing you to blush.

“Ooo that’s not what you called me earlier.” You jested with a suggestive smirk on your face.

“Dirty talk, in public Mama?” He said with lust filling his voice.

You brush your leg against his. “What are you going to do about it Sugar?”

“Does Mama want it a little rough tonight?” He purred just above a whisper. You rubbed your thighs together looking for friction as you bit your bottom lip. “At this rate you will definitely have those panties ruined before we even have dessert.”

“I’ve got your dessert and you can take it to go.” You flash him a wink.

He chuckles at your cheesy line but loves every second of it. Reaching a hand under the table to brush your knee.

“I have a surprise for you when we get home.” He said squeezing your thigh before returning his hand to the table. You wiggle in your seat at the loss of contact. “You are acting like you didn’t just cum on my face hours ago.” He continued to laugh at your antics.

“Excuse me?” You hear an unfamiliar apprehensive voice behind you. Josh’s face grew beet red as as he saw the young woman approach the table. You couldn’t help but laugh at his flustered appearance. “Are you Josh? From Greta Van Fleet?”

“Why yes, yes he is!” You answer attempting to hold back your laughter. He kicked you lightly under the table.

“Hi! Dear what is your name?” He said trying his best to compose himself.

“Ashley!” She squealed as he got out her phone. “I am sorry to bug you while you are at dinner but do you mind taking a picture with me?”

“Of course not, Honey will you be our photographer?”

“Always Sugar.” You say taking the phone from the young woman. You stand up from your seat to take the photo.

“You are gorgeous!” She says nervously referring to you.

“Isn’t she?” Josh agreed enthusiastically as he posed for the picture. You snap a few before handing the phone back for her to review.

“These are perfect! Thank you so much!” She said hugging her phone tightly to her chest.

“Thank you! It was lovely to meet you Ashley!” He said as he retook his seat. Still blushing from the embarrassment of what the poor fan may have heard come from his mouth as she approached. As Ashley walked back to her own table you broke out in laughter. “It is not funny!” Josh said laughing through his scolding tone. “Do you think she heard me?” He asked slightly mortified.

“Definitely.” You snort you laugh so hard. Causing him to let out a belly roll of a laughter. “That will be on twitter later.” You add.

“Shit.” He said throwing his face into his hands. “Do you want to just leave?”

“Oh no you were insistent that we stay for dessert!” You teased as you both finished your meals.

Your server returned. “Would you like to see the dessert menu?” He asked.

“No.” Josh said but you interrupted him

“We would love to.” You said with a playful smirk. He handed you the menu as you read it painfully slow. “Mmmm chocolate lava cake, crème brûlée… raspberry gelato.” You read off as your hand snakes under the table brushing his thigh. “What sounds good to you Sugar?”

He bites his lip and smiles, shaking his head at your teasing. “Whatever you want Mama.” He coos back.

“I think one of each… to go.” You smack his thigh before returning the menu to the waiter and placing your order.

Josh’s leg begins to bounce out of impatience as you wait for the bill. It only takes a few minutes for them to bring over the wrapped up desserts and check. Josh throws down a lump of cash with out even looking at the ticket. Grabbing the bag of goodies with one hand his other hand finds your waist once more as you exit the restaurant. Once through the doors he places a hand firmly on your ass, squeezing with a frisky force. You both practically run to the car, giggling with anticipation. As soon as he climbs in the drivers seat he meets you for a heated kiss. You crawl in to the back seat and he looks at you inquisitively.

“Here?” He asks turned on by your boldness.

“Get back here before I change my mind.”

He makes quick work of joining you as you shimmy off your satin panties. Now completely soaked through with your slick. Josh grabs them shoving them in his pocket.

“These are mine now. A memento for lonely tour nights.” He says with a grin, undoing his khaki pants.

You push his chest back until he is seated in front of you. You climb into his lap, straddling his legs with yours. He works his pants down just far enough to get the job done. He collects your arousal with his fingers and coats his shaft with it before lining up with your entrance. His eyes meet your for consent. You nod as you lower your hips down onto him. You feel him filling you up to the brim. He places messy kisses along your chest as you begin riding him. He pulls your dress up over your ass fully exposing it. His hands each grabbing at your cheeks, he helps conduct the rhythm. Soft moans fill up the small space as the windows fogged over.

“Fuck Mama I am not going to last long.” He said through gritted teeth.

“Cum for me Baby. Show me how good I make you feel.” You say tugging lightly at his hair. Causing a louder moan to escape his lips. You pick up speed as you ride him.

“Y/N…” He said as you felt his warmth fill you. He always said your name when he came, never a nickname.

You sat there leaning your forehead against his as you both caught your breath.

“Are you going to be able to drive home?” You teased as you climb off of him and back into the passenger seat. He followed behind still catching his breath.

“It’s a shame I am going to have to take that dress off of you when we get home.”

“Mmmm I’ll remember what it does to you, I can capitalize on that in the future.” You flirtatiously jest back.

His tongue sneaks out passed his lips as he grins deviously.

The drive home was fortunately very short. Josh fumbled with the keys as he attempted to unlock the door. Eventually getting it open you ran inside to secure the desserts in the kitchen. Just as you closed the fridge for Josh had your wrist in his hand guiding you to the bedroom.

“Leave it on for just a bit longer.” He said referring to your dress. Sitting you down on the bed he walked over to the dresser, grabbing a few things out of the top drawer. “Close your eyes.” He instructed. You did as he asked. You felt a silk fabric cover your eyelids and that he knotted at the back of your head. “Do you trust me Honey?”

“I trust you Josh.” You say as you feel his soft lips meet yours for a sweet kiss.

“Lay back with your hands over your head Mama.” You do as he says. You feel similar silk ties wrap your wrists together. “You are such a good girl.” He offered praises as he secured them. “Honey, if at any point you want me to stop just say so. Green, yellow, red, got it?”

“Green Baby. Very green.”

His hands trail down from your thighs to your ankles. Delicately undoing each of your heels and removing them. His touch disappears for a minute and you wiggle with a need for it to return. Just as you are about to speak you feel a cool silicon object touch your skin.

“Joshie you bought me a toy?” You tease all too excited.

“Just a little something to have while I am away.” You feel his weight crawl onto the bed next to you. His lips dance along your neck as he turns the vibrator on moving it closer to your center. “I want to watch you play with yourself in that dress, but right now its my turn.” He says as the toy finds your swollen clit. He flicks it on for just a second warming you up. Your legs squirm longing for more. He doesn’t make you wait any longer. Turning it back on he runs the toy along your sensitive bud. You find yourself holding you breath chasing your release. His other hand comes up to your throat.

“Green!” You say so quickly you were almost embarrassed. He hums at your eager excitement as his hands wrap around applying pressure to just the sides. “Baby don’t stop… I am going to…” Just as your orgasms threatens to slip over he shuts the vibrator off.

“Does my good girl want to cum?” He teased.

“Please Sugar, please I need it. I was so good earlier.” You beg in a helpless tone.

“Let me watch you Mama.” He says as he unties your hands, and the blindfold. He gives you the vibrator as he walks over to a chair that is in the corner of the room. He pulls it closer to the bed before taking a seat. You inch up the bed toward the headboard, pulling the bottom of your dress up slightly for better access. You spread your legs in front of him, planting your feet on the mattress with your knees bent. You grab the toy and run it through your arousal. Teasing yourself you bite your lip, locking eyes with him as you turn on the vibrator. He leans over the edge, placing his elbow on the bed and his chin in his hand. A lust filled grin grows across his face as he watches you bring your self to orgasm. It doesn’t take long, with in a few minutes your legs are shaking and the air is catching in your chest as you let go. Leaving the vibrating silicone pressed against your clit you feel a second wave of electricity pass over your body. Your toes curl as you throw your head back involuntarily. A large volume of wetness is felt between your legs as you come back to the moment. Turning off the device and setting it to the side your eyes meet his once more. Josh’s facial expression is one of pure astonishment. “That was fucking hot.” He says pulling off his turtle neck and crawling on top of you. “I will replay that in my head every night that I am away from you.” He says placing love bites down your neck and chest.

“I am not going to be able to walk by the end of the weekend, am I?” You tease.

“That’s the plan.” He hums seductively into your neck. His arms reach under you undoing the zipper of your dress. He takes his time pulling it off of you. Exposing inch by inch as he follows behind the dress with wet kisses and licks. Starting at your breasts, passing over your stomach, your hips, thighs, calves and even placing a gentle kiss on the top of your foot as he finishes pull the dress off. “I will never get tired of seeing you naked.” He said standing at the edge of the bed pausing for a few moments to take you in. You crawl over to the edge of the bed, popping onto your knees you wrap your arms around his neck as you lean in for a kiss. His hands find your ass once more.

“Ready for round three?” You whisper into his ear followed by a nip to his pierced ear lobe.

“Have mercy, Mama.” He chaffed in his desire filled tone.

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[stealingyourbones]

Not sure if you've ever had this thought but, what one day Danny rolls into class with Tucker and Sam, and then discovers that Dick AND OR Jason end up teaching at Caspar High. Just so they can torment and have a bit of fun with their pseudo-almost newest little brother. Danny is both ecstatic and horrified, Tucker is laughing his ass off, Sam is enjoying every minute of it. And the rest of the students are confused, scared and worried.

Oh my god. This is a fucking brilliant Teacher AU. It’s just his brothers being little shits. Only issue is that I can only imagine Jason teaching either Gym or English. Mr. Lancer teaches every subject but he’s known most for English so… idk what he’d do. Also are they just subbing or actual staff? Unsure what class Dick would teach. I’d love to hear y’all’s thoughts on this

[thebubblesareevil]

Danny and Kaldurs first date

So I ended the last post with Danny asking Kaldur out to the movies and when Kaldur tells the team they all band together to choose the best date night movie Wally of course is the the one to suggest a new horror movie and after a few minutes of debate they all agree it would be perfect and once they separate for the night Wally and Dick text each other and plan to sit behind them and spy on their date.

Date night arrives and all 4 of them are in the theater when the movie begin, now we all know they are brave hero’s but horror movies are meant to scare so Dick and Wally are not having fun trying to distract themselves with how the date is going and are happy to see Danny snuggled up to Kaldur because clearly he to got scared by the movie until they hear it

He’s snoring Danny is snoring he fell asleep during what is possibly the scariest movie Dick has ever seen and Danny fell asleep Kaldur nudges him awake he continues to watch the movie and at the scariest scene in the entire film and just as everyone screams danny laughs LAUGHS Wally and Dick are not amused. After the movie they wait for the couple to leave and go to sneak out only to find them waiting for them in front of the theater.

Enjoy the movie? Danny asks them and they try to blow it like off like it wasn’t even scary and Danny agrees that it was entirely unrealistic and then goes into gory on how a ghost would actually go about killing it’s prey adding more details as he watches the 2 younger boys get paler and paler until Kaldur puts a hand on his shoulder and says that if he’s done torturing them they can get ice cream which puts a huge grin on his face and says don’t wait up. They look at each other and Dick gets confused like how did he even know we were there I was trained by Batman how were we caught. Wally just shrugs and say no idea but he didn’t flinch once think he’ll help with a haunted house this Halloween not knowing this will be the best/worst idea he’s ever had

MEANWHILE

Danny and Kaldur are happily talking over a giant ice cream sunday and Danny explains that he’s seen scarier stuff in his basement than that movie. Kaldur then asks when he noticed they were being followed and Danny replied that when you got a guy that constantly hunts you with intent of turnin you into a rug you get good or get dead..deader? Which leads to Danny explains that he is actually a half ghost and for the most part what that means. Because yknow always good to let your potential partner know that you might stop breathing sometimes. Anyway this leads into Kaldur sharing stories about his time as aqualad and life in Atlantis everything is going absolutely fantastic when a girl comes up to them and asks what language they were speaking she had a bet with her friend. Danny blushes and ducks his head and Kaldur tells them some language that is similar to Atlantean. After she walks away Kaldur just tilts his head and asks where he learned Atlantean as he was very good. Danny explains that one of his abilities is to be able to speak and understand any language and he might have gotten some help practicing with a certain Ancient Greek warrior that shall not be named at this time.

I do not have time to write actual fanfics so this is about the best I can do I hope you guys enjoy and I will probably writes some more when I get off work when I figure out what would come next

Hope y’all enjoy

[queenofhearts7378]

Hi there! Any new SQ content? Been down a rabbit hole of then again haha and I always love your work!

I wrote this just for you because it's been ages since I wrote these boys and turns out I have really missed it.

(Do not ask me anything about Miraculous, I have not watched it since season mid-season 3 and have no plans to. I get all my info from tumblr memes and a single person in the SQ discord who doesn't mind giving loose spark notes.)

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"So that's what's been up with me lately, how about you guys?"

Adrien gave a bright grin.

The other three boys stared at him in concern and confused horror for a few moments.

"Dude." Randy said empathetically.

Adrien let his head thunk on the table, "I know."

"And I thought my thing was a lot." Danny said, mostly to himself.

Jake leaned towards him, "Yeah, I actually got to talk to you about your thing. Cause it's starting to affect my whole deal."

Danny waved him off, "Later, we're helping Adrien deal with his mental breakdown right now."

"I'm not having a mental breakdown," Adrien mumbled into the wood.

"Buttercup, I think you need to have one." Randy said.

Adrien tilted to the side until he was laying more on Randy than the table, "I don't want to talk about my thing anymore. Let's talk about Danny and Jake's thing."

Jake threw his hands in the air, "It's Danny’s thing that's affecting me!"

"Look it's not the first time all of reality had to get rewritten so that everybody would forget my secret so I don't know why it's affecting you this time."

Now Jake looked like the one who should be having a mental breakdown. "I was talking about your self-appointed Title!"

"My what?"

"You heard the capitals in that too, right?" Randy whispered to Adrien, who just nodded his head.

"What do you mean reality got rewritten?! Danny did you BREAK REALITY?!?!?!"

"No! Vlad did! I fixed it! Can we go back to the titles thing cause that sounded kinda important. Like proper capitalization important."

"Danny I swear on my ancestors-"

"So like chapter titles or movie titles?" Randy asked.

Jake turned to stare at him incredulously and Randy could feel Adrien shaking from giggling.

He opened and closed his mouth a few times in response, before waving his hands in front of him like he was trying to ward off all of Randy's General personality. "Randy please, I can't deal with you and Danny at the same time."

"Hey!" Danny said in offense. Randy just nodded in understanding.

Jake groaned into his hands for a moment, before straightening up and pointing at Danny. "Phantom has been officially Titled as the Liminal Bridge. No one knows how that happened and are miffed about it. And now I have a bunch of restless spirits that keep bothering me because they somehow figured out I actually know you and they don't know how to reach you."

Danny looked confused, "No one has ever called me that. Why are you saying it like it's a big deal?"

"Because it is a big deal." Jake stressed. "In the magical community, things like that are big deals. I don't just call myself the American Dragon for fun. It's an official Title. And it comes with responsibilities only I can do, problems that only I have the authority to solve. These aren't things you can just give yourself either. It's usually done by someone with higher authority over you, it's passed down from previous holders, some very old and powerful mythical beings can bestow one on you, and sometimes the right magical artifact can if it's sentient and impressed enough. You can't just call yourself a bridge and be like "That's a thing that everybody has to call me now!"."

Danny was looking at him wide-eyed, "I uh….I mean that's kinda what happened?"

Jake's head hit the table with a 'thunk'.

"Man I've just been fighting McFist bots this entire time, y’all’s lives are wonk." "Thanks Randy." The other three chorused.

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Let’s Get High

Title: Let’s Get High

Requested by: Rated_M on Ao3

Danny Johnson:

Reaction: Confused, but Cool

Danny came home one day to discover you relaxed on the couch with a blunt in your hand. His reaction is interesting….He’s actually pretty confused.

Really didn't know how HE didn't know that you smoked….that little detail must have escaped him. His stalking skills must have been lacking.

He’s gonna smoke with you. But, he isn’t into using blunts. His energy is too chaotic for that- bongs are where it’s at for him.

He has a collection of some sick-ass bongs he’s bought (or stolen).

He will probably try to match how often you smoke- he doesn’t want to be high alone.

Reaction: Ecstatic

“Let me introduce you to my second best friend….dat OG Kushhhhhhhh bra”

You can take ONE look at this man and it’ll take a ½ a second to know he’s a weed head.

When you pull your small bag of weed out, he lugs out this huge bag of them. While you were impressed, he was just happy to know you smoked too.

Will smoke any type of way….He’s made a big makeshift smoke pipe a few times…Even tried to smoke out of his bootyhole lol (he can still feel the burn).

Gets you and himself all the weed apparel and memorabilia he can find.

A mess of giggles and silliness whenever y’all get high.

Stu has the best dealer in the world…so many different strains that have you salivating.

Reaction: IDC

Does not give a fuck in the best way possible. He’s not surprised to know that you smoke.

He does like how relaxed and free you get when you do. The vibe you give off calms him down too

Saw you longingly looking at this device when watching 2 Chainz Most Expensivest. It was ordered and given to you within a one-week span.

Whether or not he will indulge himself with you…..I don't know. It could go either way.  Jesse doesn’t seem like a smoker to me

Reaction: Horrified (Unless for Medical)

The devil's lettuce…in his house? On his land? The dirt, trees, and Flowers?! How dare you!

The only way he would accept you doing it is if you had a medical condition.  That’s it

Would rather you not smoke it…being in the woods and all. Don’t want any forest fires.

So edibles or oil would be the way to go~

He’ll accidentally eat any edibles you have unlabeled if you infused the oil in your cooking.

Ever seen a big (height) hunk of muscle not move in 4 hours? That’s him

….you start labeling your food from now on

Reaction: IDGAF

Doesn’t give a fuck in the worst way possible. Meaning that if you get too high, he won’t help (unless he’s in a very good or affectionate mood). And if he wants you to do something (or do something to you) he won’t care.

His opinion of you doesn’t change.

He does enjoy seeing the different reactions that you have. Never a dull moment in observing you

If not observing or annoying you, he just leaves you alone and goes out to kill

Discovered the concept of edibles in the worst way. He unknowingly ate your weed brownies one day….and this bitch ate half the pan.

It hits the FUCK out of him hard….and in his paranoia- rage-induced state, he throws the pan of brownies on the ground and curb stomps them

The look of betrayal he gave you was too funny tho…you had to laugh

Good thing he likes you and is too fucked up at the moment…. He could've killed you for that.