#deaged nightmare

[ancientschampionau]

RealAgeAU Drabble - Third time the charm?

I am back! @spotaus

Look I got the week off and I am sick. there is very little else I am going to do except game, write and watch vods. So here I am again!

Back to filling up the, in my mind, holes in the story so far before we continue on!

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Dust looks at the many books before him as he tries to think of what to get for Nightmare. Nightmare meanwhile is being a good babybones and stays by Horror eating ice cream.

Dust continues to stare at the books. Trying to think back. What did six year olds have to learn at this point anyway? And how far ahead of that is Nightmare?

Dust knows that Nightmare is smarter than the average six year old. That is a given. Dust knows his vocabular and reading skills are also far above average.

Dust just isn't sure how far certain skills and knowledge got reversed for him.

"Still no luck?"

Dust blinks out of his staring and looks up at Horror "What?"

Horror nods to the books, Nightmare easily held in one arm against his shoulder. Nightmare looks even tinier in Horror's hold and Dust already thinks Nightmare is smaller for his age than he should be.

Smarter but smaller.

Dust shrugs and turns back to the shelf he had been searching "Not sure on his skills."

Horror hums and looks at the books himself. Dust turns back to the options and thinks. They are still moving and universe hopping a lot making it impractical to take too many. One or two at most. That way they can at least start with some classes.

Horror turns to him and Dust looks up to show he has his attention. Horror nods towards the shelf "test level?"

Dust shakes his skull "I could but to specific." if he happens to pick a subject Nightmare still knows about it would set Nightmare up for more difficult classes, even while Nightmare may not be ready for all of those.

Horror hums in understanding as he searches the shelf.

Dust turns back again and thinks. They should at least get a math book. Math is after all to train your brain and problem solving skills. Which would be helpful. Probably basic add and substractions. He searches the shelf and picks out the book that looks promising.

Horror looks at the book before nodding and turning back "What else?"

And that is the problem isn't it? Because most subjects are still too complex for Dust's taste to get. history and geography while both would probably interest Nightmare both are very universe depended and just teaching him stuff about a world they may not even stay in would just be a waste of time.

Horror nudges his shoulder and once Dust looks at him he nods towards the english section "He likes poetry."

Dust blinks and nods. Maybe that is fine? He is already for ahead with english anyway. Maybe giving him something to work and read which is familiar and liked by him while they struggle through math together will be good for his motivation? Dust nods to Horror and walks over there.

Dust frowns at all the titles. He knows very little about this kind of stuff. He searches the story and finds a store clerk and walks over to them "Hello."

The person jumps and turns quickly "oh! Hi! I am sorry i didn't notice you... euh... what can i help with?"

Dust nods to the poetry books "Want a book."

The person blinks and nods "okay.... are you looking for a theme? Or a certain writer? A specific age or focus?" they walk towards the right shelf and look back at Dust.

Dust frowns and glances over at Nightmare nad Horror. Nightmare shrugs and hides his face while Horror looks unsure himself. Dust thinks for a moment "Need a book for the babybones. He already has one." Dust can't remember the name or writer of the book.

The clerk smiles and takes out a thin book with easy rhyming "This should be fine!"

Dust takes it and studies it and it doesn't feel the same. he shakes his skull and hands it back "There was a line in the book... of a poem he reads a lot..." and Dust has read a lot to him. "It went something like 'The dark goes deep but it is no end. Because in the night broken things mend. A time to rest and time to heal, it is the moment when we have a meal.'" Dust frowns as he tries to continue "something something... then later 'The night holds and the night protects. hidden away with all its gems. Holding the stars and letting those shine. until...' and that is what i remember from that..." and he waits.

The clerk frowns "That kinda seems like a few writers from the great depression..." they search the shelf and pull out an older looking book. They hand it over and frown "It seems a bit complex for a tiny child though..." and they shoot a smile in Nghtmare's direction. Not that nightmare is looking at any of them.

Dust looks through the book and nods "I think this will work..." it seems more on par of the book that Nightmare has been reading.

They go to the counter and Dust pays for the two books.

Dust and Horror leave the store together. The person says something but Dust isn't paying any attention to them as he checks the math book. the poetry book already in his bag.

Horror looks a bit embarrased and Dust frowns "What is wrong?"

Horror shrugs and rubs his cheek sheepish "Just... the what that person said."

Dust frowns as he glares back at the shop "Something bad?" he can go back and make them pay easily enough-

Horror holds up his one free hand "no no! Nothing like that... just..." and he shrugs as he keeps a tight hold on Nightmare. Seems like Nightmare is getting fussy. meaning either he is tired or hungry and he goes to acting grumpy because that is easier to hide behind than admitting he needs something.

Dust blinks back and nods at Horror "If you are sure-"

"Horror! Dust! Wait up!"

Dust freezes and glares "Oh are you fucking with me." That are the fucking stars. shit. He looks at Horror and sees that Horror made the same conclusion and that Nightmare is frozen in his hold.

They share a look. Dust is holding unto too many things to do the same as he did before and he doubt he can use the same tactic twice to get them out.

They have both been spotted.

Horror looks at Nightmare and clearly gets an idea as he pulls Nightmare back a bit "Stay still and don't move."

Some confusion brekas through the panicked look but Nightmare nods and that is all Horror needed as he lifts his shirt and just puts Ngihtmare under it nad IN his ribcage.

Moments later horror has the shirt on normally again and Nightmare isn't in view at all.

Right. Nightmare is small enough to be hidden like that-

running steps and Blue and Dream stop by them. Blue pants "FInally! Am I happy to see you!"

Dust and Horror share a confused look and Dust frowns "Since when?"

Blue looks a bit sheepish and looks at Dream. Dream looks very uncomfortable as he rubs his hands "I... euh... I was wondering... euh..." he looks around and spots the books Dust is holding "oh! Getting things for your little one?" and he smiles.

Dust nods and only after agreeing he remembers what Cross said last time they came across the Stars.

Dream nods once he realises that Dust isn't going to speak "Right! Yes. That is amazing! I... I see everything is well? How is the little one?"

Blue nods "We realised you never told us the little guy's name..."

Dust knows he is glaring as he speaks slowly "He is doing fine." and he stops there. shooting them a challenging look.

Blue coughs in his hand before looking at Horror "sup!"

Horror however looks many times more annoyed then Dust feels. Probably because Horror right now feels the nervous and anxious magic of Ngihtmare a lot more directly than they feel when they are just holding him. Putting him more on edge.

Blue gives a slow nod and looks away "Right..."

Dust raises a brow "Did you want anything specif or just wanted to waste our time?"

Dream flinches before smiling "I... I did have a request... I was... I was wondering... If you guys could ask Nightmare to meet with me?"

Dust freezes for a moment before his glare gets worse "Why the fuck would we do that? Just so you can lure him into a trap? Hunt him down some more?"

Dream shakes his skull quickly "I just want to talk..." he rubs his arm. "It is... personal."

Horror crosses his arms "I remember this happening once before." Dust nods and glares himself. it had been a whole thing where Dream tried to stage an intervention about Nightmare needing to be better and see that there are other ways to continue on instead of this path of hate he had set on.

The fact Dream had gone it to an adult Nightmare was bad. The fact that they now knew that their tiny babybones boss was in there the whole time just makes it worse.

Drema looks pale and shakes his skull "It isn't liek that! and... I know i shouldnt have done that back then either! I... I didn't have all the facts and information but I need to talk with nightmare about it-"

Killer appears and has his knife right by Dream's chin "Don't bother. You try to go near Boss ever again and we will end you." Killer's voice is low and dangerous. "We haven't been doing shit to your precious multiverse. leave us alone."

Dust watches the standoff when Cross joins his side and looks him and Horror both over worried and anxious. A small whine starts to leave his throat when Dust signs that Horror has Nightmare hidden. making sure to use their personal coded signs for it. Cross relaxes and leans against him as the tension disappears.

Dust looks back at the standoff to see that Dream has backed up, still looking pale and now heartbroken as well. Blue seems to be trying to reason with Killer but you have more luck reasoning with a pig in the mud than trying to get Killer to stop doing what he wants.

Dust raises his voice a tiny bit "We are leaving." the other three nod and Dsut looks at the two Stars "Stop bothering us." this was already the third time they happened to be in the same universe and Dust did not want to make it a fourth.

They quickly leave and once out of sight make a portal somewhere else. They hide away and quickly check on Nightmare. dust watches as Killer coos and nuzzles Nightmare and feels a bit calmer.

It is fine. They will not let anyone get their babybones.

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And the third time the Stars came across the gang and Nightmare! (one of which they didn't fully notice but it still counts!)

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[just-an-enby-lemon]

If I had a nickel to everytime they made Riddler have a crush on a deaged Batgirl, I would have two nickels, wich isn't much, but it's awfull that it happened twice.

[bafflement]

Deaged Oz AU following Lionheart's betrayal

For @maskyartist, who wanted a scene where Oz breaks down and lets himself be a ten year old. This felt like the perfect point in the story to do it.

Qrow snapped awake with the ease of a trained huntsman. The night had been quiet, peaceful. But that silence was broken now by quiet, hiccupping sobs coming from one of the sleeping mats the kids were laid out on. Whichever one it was sounded heartbroken and he had a bad feeling he knew exactly who it was.

Moving quietly, he made his way to Oz's mat. Well, he was right, much though he wished he hadn't been. For all that the boy, so much younger looking in sleep, was still very much unresponsive, he was thrashing and moaning, tears streaming down his cheeks as he wept uncontrollably. Qrow gathered him up into his arms, uncaring of just how damp he was and started to rock him gently, humming nonsense into the boy's ear. That seemed to calm things slightly, though the sobs remained and Oz was shaking in his arms. He'd never seen him cry like this before, but then what Leonardo had done had certainly affected him on a very deep level. He'd been expecting something to break, even if not to this extent. He continued to rock him, wrapping him in his own cloak for added warmth. He was certain Oz would hate knowing this had happened when he woke up, but at least right now he could give him the hugs he so needed. At least here, in this moment, both of them were safe.

[naoa-ao3]

Morning Has Broken: Chapter 1

A cursed artifact reduces Natasha to a six year old and while the Avengers struggle to take care of a child she struggles to learn how to be an ordinary girl.

Deagging fic originally written in 2015.

It was a complete accident. A simple miscalculation and a cursed object. Natasha and Thor had gone to investigate a museum piece that had been found glowing at night. After looking at a brochure Thor had declared that it was Asgardian and should be removed from the museum a all costs.

"The Enchantress's work I would wager." He said knowingly as he and Natasha met the museum staff. "Enchanted and dropped to Midgard. Her intent was to cause trouble no doubt."

Natasha carefully placed the object into a box and closed the lid. "Do you know what it does?" She asked.

"Nay but I am sure it can be nothing good." He said.

They returned to Avengers Tower to lock the object away but as they reached the elevator Natasha noticed the box growing hot. She carefully lifted the lid and saw that the object inside was glowing. "Thor, the relic is-" And with a sudden chill she noticed that the glow was spreading to her fingers. She quickly dropped the box but it was too late. An eeiry green glow was spreading up her wrists.

Thor snapped the box shut with his foot and turned to see her now almost completely engulfed in the glow. Trapped inside the elevator he pushed for a stop button and quickly opened the door. "We must get you out of here!" He said, worry over taking him. He had no idea what the enchantress's spell would do and from the glow it had completely overtaken Natasha. She looked up at him wide eyed but he knew better than to touch her. Suddenly she began to shrink and she looked at him in horror as he grew taller and she became smaller until she was only a few feet high and she collapsed.

The glow vanished and Thor was left with a miniature version of his team mate. She could not have been more than a few years old. With the green glow gone he scooped her up and carried her carefully up the stairs to the med lab and asked JARVIS urgently to alert the others.

Bruce was the first to arrive and quickly stopped, eyes wide. "What happened?" He asked.

Thor pointed to the box on the counter. "Twas an enchanted object. She touched it and it changed her."

"Natsha?"

Thor looked down at the girl, now wrapped in a blanket. "Indeed. I was unable to prevent it."

Bruce began quickly checking the girl's pulse, heart beat and temperature. "No fever, no arrhythmia. She's not in any immediate danger. Not that I can tell anyway." They looked at each other seriously.

"I will take the item to Asguard as soon as she awakens." Thor said, looking down. Natasha was lying with her mouth slightly open and her hair haloing her head. "Perhaps there I can find some answers to it's nature."

Bruce put his hands in his pockets and sat back. "Please do. In the mean time I'll contact anyone who might be able to fix this situation."

Thor took a seat. "I will wait here until she awakes. She may be scared when she does."

Bruce nodded and it was then that Natasha stirred. She winced slightly and made a small noise. Both men stiffened and waited. Her eyes opened and stared up at the ceiling for a moment before looking around at them. She said something in Russian and sat up. Both Bruce and Thor looked at each other, neither one speaking Russian.

She wrapped the blanket around herself like a towel and spoke again. When they did nothing she narrowed her eyes and tried one more time.

"Do you speak English?" Bruce asked hesitantly.

She fixed her attention on him and nodded. "I speak English." She said, her voice wavering with a strong accent.

"Can you tell me your name?"

She stared at him. "You are American."

"I am."

She looked at Thor who crossed his arms. "Do you recognize us?"

She shook her head. "Where am I?"

Bruce hesitated Worried about how she would react. "Can you tell me your name."

"Natalia Romanova."

"Natalia, my name is Bruce Banner. This is Thor. You are in New York City."

Her eyes grew wide. "How did I get here?"

He frowned. "You were in an accident."

Her eyebrows came together in worry. "Was I hurt?"

"No but for a while you're going to have to stay here with us."

She stayed quiet for a moment and then nodded. "I will be well behaved."

Bruce smiled a little. "We wouldn't expect anything else from you. Would you like to come up and watch television?"

She wrinkled her brow a little. "Television?"

"Yeah, whatever you want to watch."

She looked at him curiously and nodded, clutching the blanket to her as he lead her out of the room. "What will be on the television?"

He looked down at her. "Um, I don't know."

He set her up in the living room with a kids program but she didn't watch it. "This is for children. Not for me." She said solemnly.

He glanced at Thor and switched to a nature documentary. "Educational better?" She nodded and fixed her gaze on the screen.

"I'll be right back, I'm going to go and call someone." He said, nodding at Thor.

Out in the hall Bruce pulled out his cellphone and dialed Steve.

"Hello?"

"Steve, there's been an accident. Natasha was caught up in a kind of curse. She's been turned into a child. I need you back here as soon as possible."

There was a pause on the other end as Steve tried to process the information. "U-Um, is she alright?"

"Well, she's healthy yes but no I wouldn't say she's alright. She's watching television currently. Wouldn't watch a kids' show, I had to put on a nature documentary."

"But she's not hurt or anything?"

"No. I checked everything. She's fine physically but she's also a little girl and I'm not sure I would call that fine."

"I'll head back as soon as I can. I'm almost done here anyway."

"Alright, Thanks."

Bruce glanced back into the room where Thor and Natasha both sat watching the television. She was sitting stiffly, her back straight and her attention fixed on the screen.

He took a deep breath ans stepped back into the room. "Natasha?"

She looked up. "My name is Natalia."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Please don't be offended if I call you Natasha. It's just a slip up."

She looked at him with wide, intelligent eyes before nodding. "You may call me that."

He smiled a little. "Natalia, you're going to be staying here for a while. Will you be okay with that?"

"I am not ready to start a mission." She said.

"This isn't a mission. . . this is. . . this is a reward for good behavior."

She cocked her head and he saw suddenly that she looked proud. "I am being rewarded?"

"Um. . . yes. Would you like anything to eat?" He didn't want her to think too much on it.

She gave him a considering look and nodded.

He went and grabbed her an apple, the first thing he could find on short notice. She thanked him and sat quietly while she ate.

"Natasha, A few of my friends live here and are going to be back soon, I don't want to alarm you."

She nodded quietly and chewed her apple.

"How old are you?" Bruce asked curiously.

"I am six." She said.

"Ah, you seem very grown up for your age."

She paused and again he thought he saw pride cross her face. Perhaps she knew how impressive she was.

Bruce stepped back out and made another phone call. This time he dialed Clint. "Hey, I know you're on your way back to the tower. Do you think you could run to the store before you get here?"

Clint groaned on the other end. "Yeah, what do you need?"

"Clothes that would fit a six year old girl."

"You wanna tell me something?" Clint asked jokingly.

"There was an accident. Natasha was involved."

There came a pause. "What do you mean."

And Bruce recounted the whole story from start to finish. "And that's why I need you to get the clothes."

"Oh my God. Natasha is a kid?" Clint panicked.

"Look, calm down. Everything is stable on this end. She's watching TV but she's also wearing a blanket so we need clothes."

Clint got a hold of himself. "Okay. Okay. I can do it. Um, anything you think she'd like?"

There was a pause. "I have no idea. She's. . . she's not normal." He winced. "I don't quite mean that. It's just that she's not exactly a normal little girl."

Clint stayed quiet on the line. "I think I know what you mean. She's not really open with me but she's let some things slip." He smiled a little. "Well not slip, she's not clumsy like that. She told me what she wanted me to know."

Bruce nodded, feeling that he understood at least a little. "Alright. Well, whatever you think would be best."

Clint hung up and he was left with his predicament. He headed to the kitchen to get her something more to eat. He grabbed another apple and looked around for something a child would like. Then he thought maybe that she wouldn't want the same things regular children would and so he gave her the apple with a peanut butter sandwich. She thanked him and ate them neatly. He glanced at Thor who's eyebrows were wrinkled with worry.

Bruce glanced down at the girl who sat looking at the television with interest. He glanced at the screen. It was a documentary on polar bears. She was watching with interest as the bear on the screen went about it's day. "Natasha, I've got a friend coming by who's going to bring you some clothes. I hope you'll like what he picks but please don't hold it against him if you don't. He has no idea what you'd like."

She glanced up at him but didn't speak. If anything she looked a little annoyed to have been distracted from her program. He thought that might be a good thing because everything else she'd done so far had been clinical and unnervingly well mannered.

Natasha continued to eat silently. He left her alone to watch her show and motioned Thor out into the hallway. "I'm going to go and get a room ready for her. Can you watch her a little longer?"

"Of course." Thor said. "I am rather fond of children."

Bruce smiled a little. "Alright. I'll be back as fast as I can." He headed off towards the nearest spare room and looked it over for anything he thought needed tidying up or removal. He checked the bathroom and made sure there were towels and shampoo and then when he thought things were neat enough and everything was as it should be he headed back to the living room.

Once there he sat quietly watching Natasha and waiting for the others to arrive back. He was sure by now Steve had told Tony and everyone knew. He wondered if they should alert SHIELD but thought that maybe it would be best if they waited.

[phantoms-world-and-more]

Danny gets deaged by Vlad into a four year old, he escapes while their in Gotham and he ends up staying with the Waynes and they learn quickly that Danny has nightmares and is going through the process of becoming an Eldritch being. So this means they often wake up to a pair of glowing green eyes in a shadowy wispy mass on their ceiling. After about two weeks the respective bat that gets chosen by the eldrich toddler, it changes often, learns that it's best to just scoot over and lift the blanket so he can curl up with them. The most chosen are Jason, Alfred, Bruce, Damain (who is very attached but won't admit it), Cass, and Dick. Tim is often on babysitting duty when the boy roams the halls at night because he rarely sleeps. Danny likes Tim though because he sneaks him cookies. Danny kinda freaks Duke out but he's warming up to him. Stephanie is weirdly enough the only other person besides Alfred who can get Danny down for a nap. Babs ends up on babysitting duty the most often and Danny calls her "sissy" because she kinda reminds him of Jazz who is away at college. They learn during week three that Danny can somewhat control his powers and he uses them for chaos

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[too-much-tma-stuff]

I was wondering if you could get prompts about writing

I have a Mermaid Danny idea Danny takes deage Ellie and Dan some somewhere safe in the infinite realms when Danny finds a large pit of liquid ectoplasm and decides to change his form along with the kids to fit living inside of it

Turned out those large pools connect to all the other Lazarus pits Danny had been intoxicating them so his kids have somewhere safe to live

He ends up popping out in his mermaid Phantom form to check why the ghost oceans pits are so toxic and that's when he meets young Damian who is still living in the League of assassins and Danny so takes one look at the stabby baby and to sort of kind of adopts him

Now put in Damien is now living with the bat family and is on a mission with Justice League Dark Constantine, Doctor Fate, Zatanna,,m and Batman and has something to do with the League of assassins and Damian can get them in

Dr Fate mentioned some beings that might be able to help with the Lazarus pits since they normally live in them when he knocks on one of the unoccupied ones by the League of assassins and goes High King Phantom

This is how Bruce finds out that Damian has a been adopted by the king of the dead and the High King of the dead is a teen parent

Apologies if you don't answer ask like this or write something about them I hope you just like what I wrote though

I'm not taking prompts right now because my dumb brain is generating ideas a mile a minute as it is! I do love the idea of mermaid Danny though! I think it would be interesting if even though the Lazarus pits are toxic Danny isn't necessarily detoxing them but more living in them like a clown fish in a anemone because his and the babies status as both living and dead in a way renders them immune to it.

Him coming up to lean against the edge of the pool after Damian sits down at the edge, the middle of a night after a nightmare. Danny hums to him, a soothing siren song, soft with the ripples and bubbles of the pit as the backing instrumental. When anyone else comes Danny dives back down without so much as a splash.

One night when Damian comes down Danny is holding baby Ellie, and lets Damian gently hold the little girl who coos and giggles and blows green bubbles that burn Damian's skin ever so slightly but Damian doesn't notice because he's so enchanted.

[bluerosefox]

The (Not) Normal One...

So

I LOVE the stories where Danny is deaged and later found by one of the bats and taken in as a son or he's Bruce's bio son and is either Damian's twin or half brother or little/big brother BUT I don't see a lot of reborn/reincarnated Danny into the batfamily (I can think of two but one of them he is Dick's son?clone?somewhat clone? And the other is an amazing story where Danny is reborn as Jazz and Jason's kid and I love it to bits)

So let's change that a bit and have some fun.

Here's the idea

Danny, either from finally aging to his death (it was slow and long aging but he is still partly human too don't forget that) or dying at the hands of GIW (or by his parents if we go the Bad!Fentons route), is reborn into the batfamily.

He could either be Bruce and Selina's kid after they finally tie the knot, or be a one more attempt by Ra's or Talia to get the heir they want but is immediately found out when Tim notices certain labs active and they find baby Danny. OR Danny can be an oops baby to Bruce's one night stands OR one of the batboys baby. EITHER WAY, Danny is reborn into the family from the start.

And he has his memories. (He has little hints of his powers btw, they dont fully come in until his 14th bday)

And his new family all swear to give him a proper and happy childhood (as best as they can seeing how it's Gotham)

Only I want Danny milking being a baby then toddler/kid and later a teen for all its worth. He's going to enjoy this new life with everything he gots.

Like imagine the chaos and shenanigans he gets into as a toddler. He's the king of hide-and-seek. He uses his tears to get away from whoever annoys him. He's mastered the puppy dog look to get away with things (it holds no effect on Alfred though, man is immune to all tricks).

But then of course there's the... odd things that happen around him. Sometimes they catch him talking to no one. Sometimes they spot a ball or a toy rolling to Danny despite him not touching it. Sometimes they think they see or hear someone in the room with Danny only to go busting in to find nothing. (One time someone busted his nursery door down they heard on his baby/toddler monitor the distorted voice of a woman singing him a lullaby (it was Martha who was soothing him to sleep after a tiny nightmare, boy was Bruce not ready for one of his kids to hum the tune in the morning)).

Danny asking for an extra drink and the newspaper after Bruce is done before he runs off to one of the many sitting rooms the manor has. There he leaves the drink and the newspaper near a chair, hops into another chair nearby and chats to someone (they all think its his imaginary friend but that honestly doesn't explain why the drink seems to slowly disappear without anyone touching it. (btw its Thomas, Danny is talking to they like chatting in the morning)

OR when Danny gives hints to cases his family is working on, how he knows? No one knows. Sometimes they chalk it up to a kid randomly saying stuff or seeing it from a different simple outlook but sometimes it seems a little too on the nose and they think Danny might know about their night jobs... (He does know, but he gets some info from Lady Gotham who visits him and gives him little hints to pass onto her fav Knights)

Basically what I want is a reborn Danny trying to get a decent childhood/teenage years before his powers kick in full swing, his family trying the same but they got no idea about the powers (maybe), and ghosts like to visit Danny. The shenanigans that follow will be amazing.

[hello-eden]

Master post

Dc x Dp ideas

1 Fenton's work for LOA

2 clone body misunderstanding

3 JL meets everlasting trio misunderstanding

4 deaged Damien meets alt Bruce/Danny -story post

5 Ancient royal family misunderstanding

6 Danny and Kon rise Elle/Dani

7 DID/twin misunderstanding

8 dan is Ras

9 is T!danny part 1

10 Danny is Damien

11 Danny and Damien time travel

12 Jason is Danny and Bruce's bio kid

13 medieval misunderstanding

14 Tim! Danny and Ras! Vlad

15 Mara! Dani and Dan! Damien

16 mother of evil Dani misunderstanding

17 late to the prophesy

18 Dani is Kon

19 Amity Park illusions 

20 Selena, taila, Danny and Bruce used to be a squad

21 fake villain Danny

22 Damian is phantom's human half - story post - different story post

23 Jason is dan

24 Jason is Danny

25 Ambassador Danny

26 Sam is Damien

27 Tim is Danny

28 Danny is a clone of Hal Jordan and Bruce Wayne

29 failed Danny clones bat kids

30 Vlad is Ras

31 past life memories

32 ghost magic

33 dick and Danny have kids(Elle and dan)

34 Bernard is Danny

35 no memories

36 batfam are fentons

37 de aged rebirth

38 dick is dan

39 pit madness

Danny as Janet drake

missing

Dead Tired

Scandal

one night stand baby

second chance

Dead Serious

pit demon Danny

Dani/Elle is Danny and Damien's kid

Dead on Main

Elle/Dani is Jason and Danny's kid

crime boss Danny

Kids the sequel(Not connected to the other post)

incorrect Quotes

dc-favorite

dead tired #1

dead tired #2

demon twins

surrounded

stabbed

skill issue

Danny phantom

outsider pov Vlad and Danny

fake human au

family tree

Vlad is to raise Ellie and Dan

Mom dan

dan and Danny co parenting

Pitch Pearl misunderstanding with Dani

pjoxdp

Star wars x DP

T!danny Al Ghul au

part 1

part 2

sub au

sub au #2

sub au #3

Talia's nightmare

T!Danny meets Bruce

Damian meets Elle

Reverse Robins au

first post

second post

DcxPJO Camp Oasis AU

part 1

part 2

part 3

[100percentwhump]

a sleep deprived whumpee.

Begging whumper to let them sleep, even if only for a few minutes. Anything to get some semblence of energy back.

struggling so much to just stay upright, let alone move around. They do it anyways because whumper will make it so much worse if they disobey.

That dead look in their eyes, the way they struggle to think, like their brain has been deagged through molasses.

Collasping as soon as theyre safe, bonus points if its in caretaker's arms.

Alterbatively, doing everything to stay awake. Drinking caffine, doing exersise, cleaning. Anything to keep from drifting of into dreamworld. Because everytime they did that, it would hurt so much afterwards.

And nightmares! All that trama forcing its way into your brain, makeing dreams worse than reality, replaying all the awful things that happened to you, horribly disstorted with that terrifying dream filter.

I am indeed writing this very late at night why do you ask.

[scintillyyy]

deaged tim where dick thinks he's going to get precious baby tim but instead he gets all of tim's worst behavior and tantrums and crying because tim loves and trusts dick the most and he just has to silently seethe and pretend like he's not dying slowly inside when everyone else gets tim's best behavior.

it makes him want to cry but then tim has a nightmare and bruce goes into the room or something and tim just glares at him and yells "not you" cause he wants dick instead and only dick will do.

[phoenixcatch7]

Bunch of dc story ideas because I keep forgetting to write them down and they're not fully fleshed out anyway:

Captain marvel gets 'deaged', either through klarion or something he ran into doing duty around the Rock, and flees to the first safe place he can think of - the watchtower. Unfortunately, Billy assumed the curse would simply revert him to his mortal form, or close enough... But the champion of magic form turns out to have been a disguise in more ways than one, because this new body most certainly isn't human.

Similarly, cap gets deaged to Billy's age, but he's still... The champion of magic form. Now Billy batson has full access to his full set of powers and skills, but in his mortal shape. This is going to really help his secret identity :'). Especially because the villains KEEP ATTACKING PEOPLE PLEASE KNOCK IT OFF.

Meta!Batman. His rare power transformed him into a monster on the scale of killer Croc or man bat, and also enabled him to turn into a human. A completely normal. Baseline human. It's infuriating that a normal person has to worry about meta blockers or inhibitor cuffs, especially after his (slightly fudged to keep the traffickers out) statistical announcement of 'no metas in Gotham' got presumed to be a demand, because he had to call in the league to help with a fighting ring and now he's hiding in a dark room while superman tries to coax him out. Man bat already stole the niche, it's just embarrassing.

Possessed doll au! When an 8yo Bruce falls into a cave under his house, he had nightmares about tea parties and flapping wings and wooden limbs for years. Nearly a decade later, he returned to find a sprawling system of tunnels and cracks, through one of which lies an abandoned, life sized marionette tea party, with empty porcelain tea cups and old, outdated gowns. The torch lights upon the doll at the head of the table, a tall, imposing man with chipped paint, dressed all in black, his joints rusted and head lolling. Bats screech from the darkness as he approaches, and when he touches its hand the world goes black. It's terrifying to wake up in a body of wood, hearing it creak and twist, hearing it scream as he cries. He wakes up back in his own body, sprawled on the floor, and runs. He's back down in a few months, this time bound and determined to figure it out. It turns out whatever it is, it has no malice. Indeed it makes for a wonderful, powerful body once he's cleaned it up, able to move and bend in ways no human could. He can hollow it out carefully and fill it with whatever items he might need. A body that doesn't need to breathe or eat, one that can take a beating, night after night. It takes him a long time to wonder why the dolls have precisely as many people as the manor eventually does. In the meantime the people of Gotham are 90% sure their protectors aren't human. And the jl is terrified of the cave. (cryptid, cave is haunted au?)

Venom!dp x dc twin au. Danyal and Damian were the league famous demon twins, the dual gems in its crown, until Danyal is killed. Raas, furious and refusing to lose his other grandchild, starts pushing Damian harder and harder while his brother is taken to the pit as a last resort. To the adults' knowledge, it didn't work. Danny's body dissolved in the acidic waters. To Damian's knowledge, his brother returned as a desperate, animalistic thing one night, seeping through the cracks of his room. Refusing to let his brother go again, Damian demands they be reunited as one, and Danny fuses with his very skin. Once his mind returns, Danny returns the sentiment, both deeply terrified of being pulled apart again. They communicate through reflections and whispers, sharing control of the body by transforming between human and ghost, sharing powers and instincts equally. When they're sent to Wayne manor, they're restless and defensive. They have each other, no one else can discover Danny, no one else can separate them again. Their father must never find out.

Thanagerian!Danny. He's a couple generations removed on his mother's side, so he doesn't even realise until his ghost form appears with two gorgeous wings. It really adds to the psychopomp symbolism, at least? He has a lot of questions when he meets the justice league. No wonder vlad never successfully managed to clone him!

Shapeshifter captain marvel. Please. He's apprenticing under tawky ^^

[ancientschampionau]

RealAgeAu Drabble - Day in Town

The poll has ended (and as always i sneaked to see the results early :3) and this one won out! @spotaus

You guys really just like the domestic fluff of these guys trying to parent. Don't you? It is okay. They are rather sweet :D

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Lets get to it! (and for those who forgot because i did because i only mentioned the name ONCE. Crop's brother is called Straw :D) Also I had to really consider who's POV I was going to use for this one as they all would have worked but I ended up going with Killer because he is silly and hasn't had a turn in a while. At least that is what it feels like :D

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Killer taps the door as he stares out of the window of the truck. People would assume it is crowded but it honestly isn't that bad.

Mostly because Horror is sitting in the by rider seat with Nightmare in his lap, safely seated. Cross and Dust decided they prefered to drive in the actual cargo area of the truck. Which left only Killer and Crop in the backseat.

Killer honestly also thinks that Dust specifically prefered to sit in the back as he wouldn't have to see Straw. Dust still has the most issues with seeing any other universe's Papyrus. Killer would have gone to sit with him but Cross had been faster with offering it and there is no way in HELL that Killer was going to leave Horror and Ngihtmare without a set of extra sockets.

Doesnt make the drive any less tense.

tap. tap. tap. tap.

Crop sends him another nervous glance before clearing his throat "So.. you guys are finally going to see the town! excited?"

Killer huffs "Not really. But Dusty mentioned needed actual stuff for Nighty." which is why Killer leans closer to the seat before him holding Horror and Nightmare. He looks over the side and grins at Nightmare "sup tiny boss."

Nightmare looks over and sends him a tiny glare "You should have your seatbelt on."

Killer coos "Aw you do care~ such a sweet baby."

Nightmare blushes and mutters as he hides his face in Horror's sweater. Horror sends him an amused look "Killer. stop that."

Killer shrugs and leans back in his seat. feeling very accomplished.

Killer just needs to make sure that Nightmare doesn't fall into old patterns of trying to be the adult and leader. He doesn't need to do that and it isn't healthy for the babybones. so. Time to unlearn! At least those moments have been getting less and less frequent so there is progress!

Killer still doesn't appreciate the look send their way from both Crop and Straw, Yes he knows tiny boss is adorable but if they as much as try to get closer there is going to be spilled dust.

Straw stops the truck and announces their arrival.

Crop gets out quickly and they are on a parkinglot outside a shopping street. It isn't too large by the looks of it and just shops and a bar restaurant thing, probably this universes Grillby's.

Crop smiles at them "Okay! First day out!" Crop looks almost as nervous about this as Cross looks and Cross is actively looking around and has his hand ready to grab his knife.

Crop must see it too as he and straw share a look. Straw motions towards them and the town and Crop waves it off.

Crop turns back to them and Killer grins "SOmething the matter?"

Crop is quick to answer "What?! No! Of course not! It is just. a lot. This can be a lot and i just want to be sure everything is fine!"

Killer chuckles and sees Horror shoot him a disapproving glance. Still Horror goes over to Cross and hands Nightmare over to him. Cross is quick to hug him close and Nightmare has his grumpy face on again but still holds unto Cross. Clearly comfortable.

Horror joins his side "Killer. Stop." Killer sticks his tongue out at Horror and Horror's disapprovement makes way for amusement.

Hah! Still got it!

Horror looks at Crop "This isn't first time for us. We know how to behave."

Crop nods as he rubs his arm "I figured! It is just... If this works out you guys can stay longer and have something of a base to fall back on. I am just worried because some people can be..." he searches for the words.

Straw leans clsoer "Mean, harsh and rude."

Crop sends him a glare and Straw shrugs "It is true!"

Crop sighs "Anyway." he turns back to them "Ready to introduce yourselves?"

Killer grins "And spread rumours!" He can see Dust pull a pained face again. Dust is still not a fan of the backstory they settled on but they are already commited to it after the doctor's visit!

Crop chuckles and grins "I am still curious about what you guys settled on myself..."

Killer shakes his skull and shakes his finger "No no. No cheating. figure it out yourself" and he grins.

Cross huffs as he keeps Nightmare fully against him "Lets just get this over with..."

Adn they walk into town.

People are staring which they all had expected and should be used to at this point. But Killer doesn't like the fact how many people see Nightmare at the moment, and by the looks of it, neither do the others like this. Cross keeps trying to hold Nightmare as close as possible and almost hide by Horror. Dust has started to fully shadow the two as he barely looks around.

Crop and Straw obviously see the tension and seem to be sharing more uncertain looks.

Nightmare however doesn't seem to share their issues as he happily leans away from the hold to enable himself to look around. He studies buildings and vehicles. and even just stares back at people staring at him. Clearly more interested in learning about this new place than actual worry.

Or maybe he just feels safe with them and that does THINGS to Killer.

Crop stops them near the middle of the streat "okay! This is it!" he waves around himself "It isn't a lot now as people are still waiting for the produce to finish growing. But. Generally." he points to a shop "General store. they have most things needed." he points to the shop next to it "Bookstore. self explainatory." he points to the large bar "Grillby's is a bar and restaurant. people spend most of their free evenings there."

Hah! Called it!

Crop points out a few more buildings but most of those are for farming things and supplies.

Dust nods and looks over at them before looking back to the bookstore and general store "Going to get things. be back soon."

They watch him casually walk away on his own.

Yeah no absolutely not!

Killer is already half jogging after Dust as he waves at Cross, Horror and Nighmare "You guys stick together and get a feel for other people!" After which he sprints to catch up with Dust.

They enter the general store together.

Dust shoots him a look "don't need a babysitter."

Killer huffs and grins "Says you!" and he follows Dust as Dust looks at things. Killer just doens't like any of them being alone unless it is at a secured place. So Killer will jsut stalk Dusty for a bit! It is perfect!

Dusty looks at items and ends up getting two more notebooks and some pencils. he nods to himself and gets in line to pay for the items.

Killer checks the funds and frowns. They are running out and they will either have to go to another universe to steal more and risk drawing attention or actually think of a way to make money the legal way.

A groan from upfront and Killer looks up to see a teenager panicking over the cash register. the customers before them all look angry and annoyed.

The teenager presses buttons but nothing seems to help "I am sorry. I am sorry! It just... has issues once in a while. I can fix this!" the teenager does not look any clsoer to fixing it!

Dust huffs and turns to him "Hold." and Killer gets the few school supplies pushed into his arms. Dust afterwards walks over to the front. He grabs the basket of items and pushes it into the arms of the man in front "Hold." the man goes to say something but Dust just hops on top of the counter and sits next to the register. He turns it this and that way.

Dust hums as he pulls out his pocket knife and undoes some screws. the cap opens and he looks into the darkness, a shift in his socket and his eye light now lights up the inside of the register.

He looks at the teen "Got tape?"

The teenager blinks at him before nodding.

Dust nods "Get it." and turns back to the register as he removes some wires and starts making tiny cuts.

The teen grabs it from a drawer and hands it over "Euh... sir... I don't... i mean... i am not allowed... i don't know if you can..."

Dust hums and doesn't listen at all as he redoes some of the wires and removes some of them that looked burned through. He secures things with the tape and closes the back up again. he turns the register back in place and hits the side once.

The register lights up and asks for a log in.

Dust looks at the teen "Fixed." he hops down of the counter. Takes the basket the man in front is still holding dumbfounded. DUst places it back on the counter and walks back to Killers side where he takes his own stuff back.

Killer grins at him "Nicely done. I think that is a new record for you fixing soemthign."

Dust may appear calm but Killer know shim and can see the smaller skeleton looks smug "Easy fix. just a burned wire."

Killer nods "Still a new record! Sadly i didn't have the free hands to time it."

Dust shrugs and acts like he doesn't care but Killer knows better.

The line goes a lot quicker and once it is their turn they quickly pay for the items.

The leave the store and Killer points at the bookstore "Do we need anything from there?"

Dust thinks for a moment before shaking his skull.

Ah. seems like Dust doesn't plan on expanding the classes just yet. Likely wants to see if they actually stay for longer here first.

So they walk back to the group as Dust holds a tiny bag with the new things. they see them near another store and they seem to be talking to a bunny and a dog monster.

The bunny coos as they stare at Ngihtmare and Killer feels himself glae as he rushes to their side "Hey!! Whatsup!" and he nuzzles Nightmare in greeting.

Nightmare huffs and whines "Killer! Careful for my ice cream." Killer pulls back and sees now that Nightmare is also holding ice cream. woops. Killer looks down adn yeah that is ice cream on his shirt. Oh well. he shrugs.

Cross laughs as he smiles at Nightmare "Still good to eat?"

Nightmare studies his ice cream before nodding and going back to eating it with tiny tiny licks. dust joins them again and Nightmare immediantly looks at him. Killer can spot their tiny Nightlight starting to raise an arm towards Dust but he stops himself and pulls it back.

Luckily, or unluckily, Dust is very observant and saw it right away. He gives the bag to Killer and easily climbs the haystack Nightmare had been sitting on. Dust next pulls Nightmare into his lap without disturbing the ice crema eating process.

Nightmare hums happily and leans back into the hug as a tiny purr starts to leave him.

Killer grins as he leans against the hay stack and looks at the two other monsters, who are staring very intensly at Dust and Nightmare and Killer feels... something protective rise up. still he keeps asmile on his face as he speaks "who are the new fluffballs?"

The bunny smiles brightly "Hey! I am Ellie and this is Dani, we are fellow farmers like Crop. We own a tree farm and cherry farm."

the dog, Dani, nods "Yeah! Crop asked us if we had any spare clothes so we kinda knew some people moved in. it is nice to meet you five!" she smiles brightly.

Killer nods as he keeps his arms crossed and his grin sharp. stop looking at them. stop looking at them. stop looking at-

Horror nods "Nice to... meet friendly faces. We are still...settling..."

Cross helps quickly "As Horror said, we are still getting used to things around here. we are very lucky that Horror and Crop were friends and he was willing to let us stay."

Dani looks curious "I hope you don't mind me asking... why the name change from Sans to Crop?"

Killer freezes as he tries to think but Cross shrugs "Skeleton naming thing. Normally you are named after fonts that we speak in, yes we can see fonts and yes it gets weird and yes it takes magic. We just kinda know the vibe and with magic can see those. You can named after that. problem, we all speak in the same font type. Meaning we all kinda had the same name." he rubs his neck "Two people with the same name you can work around but six gets confusing. So nicknames."

Ellie smiles brightly "Dani and I are the same! We were both named Danielle and when we met we realised this would get annoying. especially when we.. euh... got together together." she giggles "so. we are now Dani and Ellie!"

Dani looks highly amused "Our house voicemail is still, the house of Danielle however. It was too good of a joke to pass up."

Ellie nods and smiles "If you guys need anything or help let us know. We have a lot of leftover stuff from our own moving and getting settled and saved everything we could." She looks at Nightmare and Dust again and smiles "And can I jsut say the tiny one is adorable." she looks curiously at them all "So... you guys got one?"

Killer feels that portective rage turn into protective and possessive smugness as Dust answers "he is mine. we all work together." and he shrugs at the questioning look.

Cross shakes his skull at the questioning look "That... is rather personal... they prefer not to talk about it."

Killer can see Ellie and Dani share a worried look before both smile reassuring "That is fine. Take it easy okay?" Dani smiles as Ellie nods along.

They continue the small talk for a moment longer before Ellie reminds DAni that they came to get fertilizer and they two walk off hand in hand.

Crop watches them go "That... went very well..."

Horror looks at him amused "Told you."

Crop laughs adn nods "Yeah you were right. You guys totally got this."

They remain there and meet a few more people from town as they wait for Straw to finish getting what Crop and him need for their actual farm.

Killer relaxes in the sun as the day slowly passes.

When they get back Cross will probably force him out of his now sticky shirt. Killer will tease him about wanting to undress him which will make Cross sputter and blush. Killer will end up wearing aclean shirt and probably watch as Dust teaches Nightmare more about math while Horror and Cross help Crop and Straw around on the farm.

Killer hadn't expected this all to go like this but it is nice. it is quiet. and most important, they are all safe.

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All in all? Great success!

I still don't feel like i quite nailed Killer. Killer is a curious character to write as he is very silly but also wickedly smart. mmmmh. but then again this is a drabble. *shrug*

Realistically? If this was a full on chaptered fanfic this would probably be a chapter i had to rewrite a few times. Just to make sure I get Killer's character and behaviour right. But for now it is fine :)

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[bafflement]

Deaged Oz AU - How to chase away the nightmares

For @maskyartist and @zacs-of-rwby More softness before the heavy stuff. This one is, or will become, slightly important later. :P

Qrow winced as he heard Oz start to toss and turn in the small room he and Oscar temporarily shared. He knew it was Oz, though mostly because he was the one of the two boys who regularly got nightmares. There was no way of knowing exactly what was causing them, but Leon's probable betrayal had obviously been doing a number on pocket sized's subconscious. There had to be a way to help, but short of him actively going and hugging Oz, he couldn't really think of one. That, of course, was rather inappropriate at the moment. It was times like this when he really, really hated the fact that Oz was immortal. He might not have switched bodies this time, but for all intents and purposes there was a large gap between them.

That was a thought, though. He couldn't really hug Oz right now, but if he got him something he could hug, then maybe the dreams might stop slightly? Oz was very young currently after all. Besides, he remembered his nieces having nightmares too. They weren't as bad, maybe, but they had happened. In the end, it had taken something special to get rid of them, too.

He slipped out, walking the streets in search of a shop that was still open that might carry what he needed. It was very late, but in the end he managed to locate a small store a few blocks away from the building they were temporarily staying at. Rifling through the rather limited options, he grinned as his fingers found something soft and bright green. This one would be perfect and, besides, Oz surely couldn't complain too much about a gift given in good faith?

Paying for it, he walked back to the house, a spring in his step that had been rather lacking over the last few months. Maybe, at least in this, he could do something right.

Moving quietly up to the room Oscar and Oz shared, he slipped through the door, watching Oz closely. He was still tossing, obviously still in the throws of the bad dream. Oscar was fast asleep, far too deeply to realise that his brother was having nightmares, but then that was par for the course. It was one of the reasons they were paired together, Oz refusing to room with anyone whose sleep he might disrupt.

But then, that was typical of Oz. He always worried about others, but never for himself. Sometimes, Qrow had to wonder just what his childhood must have been like, to take the weight of the world. But if he was ever going to find out, it wasn't going to be tonight.

He carefully slipped the gift he had bought beneath Oz's blanket. The boy clung to it almost immediately, slowly calming down. Well then, that had to have been one of Qrow's better ideas. He left the room, hoping that there was enough time for him to get some sleep, too. After that, he definitely needed the shut eye time.

Oz woke to a bed that seemed less rumpled than it normally was. Had he managed a night without nightmares? Looking around, he could see that Oscar was still asleep. Pulling back the covers though, he froze, staring at a small, emerald green teddybear that certainly hadn't been there the night before. How would one even get into his bed, though? He poked it, curious. Nothing happened, it did seem to just be a normal stuffed child's toy. How bizarre. He shrugged and pulled the blanket back over it, then wandered downstairs, searching for Qrow. It had to have been either him or Nora and he suspected if it had been the latter, she would have woken him up. He was getting rather tired of the 'cute little boy' comments, at this point.

Ah good, Qrow was downstairs, slumped in a chair with his flask. That was less than ideal, of course, but at least they seemed to be the only two awake right now?

"Qrow, might I ask a question?" Oz queried as he began to make himself cocoa, humming to himself.

"Sure, Oz. What is it?"

"There was a rather strange addition to my bed this morning, you wouldn't happen to have anything to do with it, would you?"

"Ah. Yeah, that. Listen, pocket sized. You were having another nightmare, I figured having something to hold that wasn't a weapon might help to calm you down. It did, by the way, so you can thank me if you like."

"it... worked?" Oz sounded confused. "Why, though? I am not actually a child..."

"Nightmares need things to chase them away at times, Oz. Just because you never take care of yourself doesn't mean that I won't do it for you. Besides, it was a gift and surely you can't say no to that?"

"I... suppose I can't, no. Well, thank you, Qrow. I will endeavor to insure that the others don't see it, however. I am aware that they would tease me rather."

"Eh, let em. Pretty sure most of em know about your nightmares anyway."

"Perhaps. It means a lot, you know. That it came from you." Oz's eyes were warm behind his glasses, his smile soft and loving.

The smile Qrow returned was tinged with sadness, but there was hope in his eyes, too. Somehow they'd figure this out, together. At least they were together, for now that had to be enough.

The bear was a shared secret right up until the day they had to leave. Qrow was checking everybody had packed everything they needed when Oz blinked and ran back upstairs. When he came down again, he was busily stuffing something fluffy and bright green into the top of his bag. Nora squealed and lunged for it, knocking him backwards. There was a yelp of surprised pain and the bear fell out of the bag.

Eight pairs of astonished eyes stared at it for a few seconds before Oz, blushing very red, reclaimed it and stuffed it back in again.

"Aww!" Nora cooed. "Where did that come from?"

"It was a gift, miss Valkyrie. Please just stop talking about it?"

Qrow was equally red, Ruby and Yang's eyes moving from Oz to Qrow and back as identical grins spread across their faces.

"UNCLE QROW?"

"Pocket sized was having nightmares. I thought it would help." He refused to elaborate, however, and Oz wouldn't say anything more either.

The bear, however, continued to make occasional appearences. It tended to be taken as a sign that Oz was having a very bad day, though and the others always made certain he was taken care of on days like that. Oz appreciated it, but he was still hopeful that they might remember that he wasn't actually a child.

Qrow pampered him too, on days like that. A large part of him minded that rather less...

[drunktuesdays]

babes, it literally could not get better than this. WHOSE FUCKING BASEBALL JERSEY IS MATT WEARING, SATNAM SINGH'S??? he looks like a fun loving retiree on her first cruise to the bahamas who got deaged to age 7 and now is swimming in her breathable linen pantsuit. MEANWHILE nick looks like a cartoon villain in a child's nightmare. kenny doesn't respect us remotely and those sweatpants came out of a goodwill clearance box and he did not bother to wash them first, that's how little he respects us. i'm so happy i could barf.

[witchofthesouls]

I get bit often by weird AUs, so NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA (you’re now) BATMOBILE!

… With the deaged Drift, Rodimus, and Megatron scenario.

You had thought you’d seen everything chaotic and absolutely batshit crazy. You’re on a giant spaceship with a crew of giant metal aliens searching for their version of the King Arthur’s Round Table, you had been given a major size increase that would either seen you worshiped or demonized in Earth’s ancient eras, two badass alien geniuses built you a sci-fi suit that would made all the space nerds weep and be the greatest wet dream/most nightmare fuel by Earth's militaries, and you’re the current caretaker of a sort-of-maybe prophet of a slumbering god who’s impulsive frat-boy doing his Best, a genocidal warlord with a heel-turn, and an ass-kicking spiritual guru with a bloody history of a hitman… that all deaged to metal toddlers.

You absolutely, for-sure, had cursed yourself with famous last words and some terrible spirit or god took it upon themselves to amp it up to another level.

Actually you can blame Rung since you, him, and the kids decided to visit a local temple when docked on a mechanical-friendly planet to refuel. It warms your heart that Megatron no longer is frightened by the open sky and Drift can tolerate people milling around them. Watching the kids interact with the icons of the triad deities of warcraft, justice, and hearth made you wish that you could have more time when you and Rung had a discussion on the mythos with a priestess as well as the Uncomfortable Truth of a human, no matter the size, lifespan is a hiccup compared to a Cybertronian..

Realistically, you know you’re on time-limit. All things die eventually, but Cybertronians have a better warranty than the standard human, even a giant one.

You went to bed in your pajamas, kissing the boys good night as they climbed onto the mattress, freshly cleaned and ready for cuddles before nodding off. Drift drooling on his favorite chewtoy in his corner, Roddy wiggled his way to his way to your side with Megs on the opposite.

You wake up, thinking that Megatron had placed your suit’s visor back on your face, but no, it’s your own, very improved vision. You understood that when you turn to look at the kids and immediately see text scroll across your zooming sight, especially as the HUD cheerily pings about Drift’s appointment in the medbay and if you would like to confirm it now.

You’re screaming. The kids are screaming. Drift bolts in a red and white streak for his hardest-to-reach hidey hole. Megatron and Rodimus pushed themselves deep into the closet, knocking down boxes, and scattering your shoes, their toys, and extra office supplies.

In your blind panic, your new vents close off and causes to overheat and crash into stasis in your rushed attempt to comm Ratchet with the communicator on the sidetable..

You wake up in the medbay. Again. Since Ratchet had actually barged his way into your rooms, breaking the door, when he could only hear muffled crying and terrified chirps and squeaks.

Megatron and Rodimus went with the medic with very little prompting, too frightened and subdued at another upheaval.

Ambulon had to fish out Drift with protective gear on his servos and forearm. Even with his own thick plating, the little racecar is still very much like a feral raccoon. Drift can and will attack mecha’s vulnerable parts and knows how to exactly bite down into hidden seams.

Of course, you also freak out because you can’t move since the immobilization assistance was used since they don’t know Mecha-You, only Human-You, and your human self is gone.

This lead to many, many tears, mainly you and quite a few from the kids, and soooo many questions. (Ratchet is too damn tired for these kinds of miracles. Like the fresh Pit is this? This was supposed to be his retirement send-off!)

If you thought that your giant form was big, then you’re goddamn titan now. It’s a bizarre feeling to tilt your head down when you’re speaking to Ratchet now as well as the majority of the Lost Light. With the strength to match as well.

Not only you can easily pick up the kids, all of them, in just one arm, you can easily heft up the mini-bots and throw them. You can fireman carry Ambulon now. Ambulon. As in the mech whose alt-mode is a fucking solid leg of pure metal and little else to support a combat gestalt of equally solid limbs.

It’s a learning curve on many levels. You can’t squeeze or shimmy your way across a horde of mecha, you don’t have hair anymore so it’s off-putting whenever you try to brush it out of the way and it’s none existent, EM fields are a mix of control and instinctiveness, it’s hard for you to level it “appropriately” when the most you can do is go-all-out (which disgruntles a lot of mechs but delights Tailgate) or tamp it completely down (which also disgruntles mechs).

All the kids can now ride on your new frame. Usually Roddy and Drift claims your shoulders while Megatron latches to your back.

One major upside is that the new body comes with a supercomputer brain. Not only your own mind stores all of your music library and podcasts, but you can literally download language primers, cheat-sheets, and instructions into said brain. The downside: Raging headaches from unifying your current life experience with the immediate access of acquired knowledge by a download chip.

It forces you to turn off all the lights, dull your auditory senses, and do a impromptu nap-time with the kids, but the tradeoff is never to be absolutely bamboozled by complicated, multi-paged instruction manuals and picking up dialects ridiculous fast, even when muddling through it.

Language is a different thing. While you can breeze through the Cybertronian scripts (You're not surprised that even advance aliens have the same ridiculous tropes in their steamy romance books. The virginal priest/naive soldier with a horn-dog Prime/High Guardian is really popular And the old classic barbarian/city-dweller trope..) 

You already knew that Roddy is an absolute chatterbox, but it still takes you back that the squeaks and shrill notes are real words. Sometimes it’s easier to puzzle out what’s he’s saying with the mash of subglyphs he attached, sometimes you’re still very, very lost. Unfortunately, you don’t have a handy primer for the Nylon dialect, but it seems like Rodimus had a few caretakers from other cities: Iacon, Tarn, and Kalis.

Megatron doesn’t really speak. At least not with full words. The noises he makes are akin to emotionally-charged babble. Ratchet said he’ll expand his vocabulary eventually.

Drift is very basic. Monosyllabic words with bursts of sharp emphasis. Sometimes his hisses are just hisses.

You treat your armor as if it's clothes. You take off the layers of plating inside the comfort of your habsuite. And it’s a lot of plating. Heavy as well due to its density. Apparently, it’s not even the maximum weight of your frame-schematics, so you could load yourself up with all the pretty gadgets you want. In fact- (Brainstorm had to duck, cover, and run at that point since Ratchet threw quite a few wrenches to get the mad scientist out.)

Dark. Everything about your new body is absolutely dark. From helm to pedes to fingertips. Various shades of black. The only things that are visibly bright is your biolights and your newfound optics: white.

Even without the armature, you’re buff. Built like a brick shithouse, is what you are now.

You have no idea where the hell are the weapons systems, especially when you stare at all of the plating. You definitely one or several. And some sort of flight system since Skids had spooked you so bad that you launched yourself to the ceiling to find out that you also have some powerful magnets as well.

Maybe it’s because you can see the shape of your face in the mirror: the familiar smile, the curves of your lips and nose, the outline of your optics. It’s still you.

You also get taught that care and maintenance for adult frames are different from bitlets. Every now and then, adults should strip off their plating for a deep clean and a protoform check. Bitties, with their frames still developing, aren’t able to “take off” their armor since its securely attached to their protoform. It’s removable when they reach the mechling stage (adolescence).

There’s no privacy with your barnacle of a sunflower-miner. But he’s always happy to hop into the shower. Whereas the racecars would splash and roll around on the wet floor, you couldn’t figure out why Megatron would try to drag your clothes into the water. Seeing him happily wiping down one of the chest plates with a cleaning rag, it makes more sense now…

[zuffer-weird-girl]

"There are so many capable men... and all they can think to do is rob a convenience store? Kinda weird... you'd think a group this big might just, y'know... have bigger goals than that... You're all sick. And you need a cure."

Fics

Birdhaul

Can’t walk *hints of NSFW*

Puppy

Contortionist

No need for using sunblock..?

Drunk yet loyal

His mother...

Genuine actions (kid Kai)

Her brother / Revenge for her brother

The overhaul is NOT  a toy!

Is not what it look like...

Evermore (Yandere Overhaul)

One or three bottles of saque

Lies to impress (Kid Kai)

End,,?

Bean boozled challenge

The bet

Obvilious (Kid Kai)

Arguments and three days of suffering

Sharing the bed

Baby fever? Is he sick?

Suffering due to the silence

Fighting bullies (Kid Kai)

Pretty vacuum

Running for nothing (Overhaul)

Touch starved

Nightsky and tears from his angel’s eyes

Kiss on the cheek (Kid Kai)

Jealous of Chrono

Hangover on angel’s arms

Trying to be romantic

Morning after

Corona time (stay safe everyone!)

Fallen angel...

The triplets

Someone who can trust and perhaps... more? (Kid Kai)

Kitty cat Overhaul

Memory lost

He is going to be taller (Kid Kai)

Period at the night

A tear from the devil’s eyes, could bring an angel back to life

Is that all you can do?

I see you now...

Accidental hit

Waxing legs

Fieldtrip buddies (Kid Kai)

Bedclouds of an angel

THE TALK (kid Kai)

Kitty kitty

Sweet sleepy mumblings (kid Kai)

Inviting you to prom (Teen Kai)

Another jealous Kai

Can he get her back?

Struggling on how to propose

Deaging quirk

Period pains

save or not save Mimic and rappa? That is the question

Rough day

Late night confessions

Harsh attitude

Not stopping me

Lost brother

All infatued with his angel

Stay with me until I fall asleep....

Elbowed on the face

Accidental first kiss

Not so pointless day

Baby Kai

Kiss by accident (Kid Kai)

Angel “BROKE UP” with him (kid Kai)

Sick day

Comfort

Airport confessions (kid Kai)

Hidden child

Cold hands, warm heart

Dabi as his angel’s best friend

A broken arm (Kid Kai)

Cat onesie (Kid Kai)

Only by a miracle

Accident

Jealous of Nemoto

Baby angel

Pro baseball player S/o

Animal crossing fun

Sweets (Kid Kai)

SFW Alphabet Overhaul

Never let go

Damn spider...

Send to the future (Kid Kai)

I may be cruel but I loved someone...

Car accident

“Who is this~?”

Was just a dream... (follow up to “cherish it or hate it?”)

The perfect maid...

Rest on the fort

Friendly vaccum (follow up to “pretty vacuum”)

Sixtuplets

Visits...

Take the mask off

Cupcake (Kid Kai)

Not her...

A father figurine

Never meant to be... (kinda Chrono x reader as well)

Unexpected

Hospital’s visits

Defending him (Chubby Overhaul)

The price...

Feeding

I object!

One life for the other

Drabble 1; Drabble 2; Drabble 3; Drabble 4

Replaced..? (Kid Kai)

Run run lost boy (kid Kai)

Reunion (some kid Kai on the start)

Hcs

Him overhearing his angel breaking down in front of Chrono

His angel is a secret assasin

Anemic S/o

Hard working S/o

Overhaul’s twin brother crushing on his angel

s/o that has Myasthenia Gravis

S/o that plays the piano and the guitar

S/o with super strenght quirk

Angel with poor memory

Fillipino S/o

S/o that scratches her neck like Shigaraki

The yakusa towards Overhaul and his wife

Mute S/o

Mexican S/o

Belly dancer S/o

Pointing out the tan lines

Angel with sensitive teeth

Makeup artist S/o

Black S/o

His angel having their kness on a bad condition

Ginger with blue eyes S/o

German s/o

Reacting when you take your bathrope off

Painter S/o

Hardworking S/o

Helping you calm down while your sister is in labor

S/o having a kitten sneeze

How they like to dance with their S/o

His angel having nightmares

S/o with a god complex

hm losing on Shogi by his angel

Bad mental health S/o

Kai with a pool

Old fashioned S/o

Telling that your pregnant by message.. by mistake

S/o scared of intimacy

Having to take care of his kid

S/o that draws clothes and has victorian style

S/o who is a famous sniper

S/o who is fragile

S/o who is distracted easily and dissapears

Random drunk headcanons

No one knows S/o is quirkless

Constantly tired S/o

Sensitive to the sun S/o

Gamer S/o introducing him to yakusa games

Chubby S/o

S/o who likes Hello kitty (Exception I do readers only fem and gender neutral)

Bored S/o

S/o insecure about using glasses

Not a bit insecure S/o

Taking care of wounded S/o with their child

Nurse S/o

Toothless like quirk S/o

Sensitive S/o

S/o that goes “ara ara~”

S/o that likes to gamble

Dealing with your bullshit 😂

When he forgets your anniversary

Quirkless S/o that ceme from the woods

Meme queen S/o

His reaction when you get bullied (Kid Kai)

Shiggy”s sister

Drabbles

Au's

Not again...:

‘The worst’ prologue / part 1 / “Who..?” part 2 / Not happening part 3 / Only over by my cold and dead body part 4 / The end..?

Arrangements:

part 1 part 2 part 3 Part 4

His protege:

part 1 ; final

No quirks, Chisaki as a nurse

part 1; part 2

Lost

part 1/ final