Ok sooo Astro boy Phantom of the Opera (kinda) au ✨
SO. Since 03 Tenma pretty much IS the Phantom (and I started shipping the old men real bad) I started cooking this
The story is that Ochan is a medic and Tenma a cientist. They're old friends, but then Tobio dies (as he does) and Tenma isolates himself and makes a pact (with a demon or spirit ig?) to trade half of his soul to bring his son back (which leaves some scars or stuff hence the mask)
The half soul is used to make a new soul for Tobio's body, restored with mechanical prosthetics by his father. But the new soul isn't Tobio. It's a new life, a new person, who just carries his memories. Tenma acts overprotective and possessive of him, hiding them from the world, so the kid eventually runs away and finds Ochanomizu, seeking help. Ochan names him "Astro" since he loves the sky and stars so much and cares for the kid.
Anyway cut to Ochan spending like 80k words knocking some sense on his problematic boyfriend's head, Tenma ruins everything then learns to value his son's life etc etc and I hope they all become a happy family the end
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Flowers floating in the dark void au
Dick, at his desk overwhelmed:
Wally, walking in: ah, found him Jay, thanks for the help.
Jason (Thanos): yeah, yeah, happy to help, just get him out of there.
Wally, smile: of course. *Shuts the door, walks over to Dick leaning on the desk* hey my love, it's spring time, ya know.
Dick, still doing paperwork, not listening: I'll get to it later, put it in the pile Jay.
Wally, sighs and grabs Dick's face: I don't like being ignored, my love.
Dick, blushing again (and he'll do it again!!): o-oh, sweetheart, I didn't know you were coming to visit, it's spring isn't it?
Wally, smiles again: yes, that's why I came down here. Now put this paperwork up and be with me instead.
Dick: I would, but I can't go on a date right now, I have to get these all sorted out and —
Wally, let's go of his face: I don't need you for a date, I need you to be my little bee and pollinate me, honey.
Dick, confused:
Dick, still confused:
Dick, got it: OH! I uh... *Throws paper work to the floor not caring and got up* of course, why didn't you lead with that.
Wally: thought I was being obvious.
Next meeting with the gods, minus Wally working hard that day
Dick, looking at the floor, very disheveled, bite marks and hickeys on show: I uh, I didn't get to finish my work.
Bruce, glaring at him, thinking some human has distracted him: I can see.
Jason, trying hard not to laugh:
Tim (Ares), looking away because he can't hide his grin:
Damian (Hermes), sighs in disappointment:
Steph (Artemis): oh we're so gonna have to meet this, wildflower, of yours.
Duke (Ouranos): damn,,, and I thought Hal (Dionysus) was bad.
Hal: rude!
Cass (psyche): well, at least you're not stressed anymore.
Kori (Aphrodite), smirking: I'll say.
Dick, blushing even harder: sh-shut up....
Iris (Demeter), glaring: so that's where he went.
Bruce, confused: you know which human did this to him?
Iris: he's not human.
Bruce: oh.
Bruce: OH! Iris, please, don't kill my son we don't have a replacement for his work, and I love my kid.
Dick, glares at Bruce: why my work at front? Why is it important, dad?
Iris, glaring at Bruce: yeah, Bruce, why ain't your love for your child not first?
Bruce, scared: I-I... I'm keeping my mouth shut.
Dick and Iris: good.
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I'm about to embarrass myself with these thoughts hehe I think I got a good prompt out of this one
Your fave is on a carousel. They have been walking around with their friends at the carnival, snacking on greasy carnival food all day. Your fave has been holding back a huge amount of gas, and when they get on the gently-moving carousel ride, they can't help but rip long, burbling farts against the seat that drone on and on, petering off with warm and wet bubbles against their now moist jeans. Each release feels almost orgasmic, every bassy toot that vibrates the seat, every wet, fetid fart that lasts 10 seconds, and the occasional hot, hissing fart that rids their stomach ache. Once they get off the carousel, their queasy stomach now feels much better.
But their friends, some of which were sitting behind your fave, tease them about how gassy they were and how badly the carousef stunk. It's up to you to decide whether your fave is embarrassed, or if they're too relieved to care
Bonus: The people who get on next comment on how awful it smells now. And even the person sitting on the ride your fave sat on comments how the seat is almost searing hot
Bonus Bonus: The ride needs to be closed down for a bit to get rid of the surrounding stink after many complaints
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