#how did he miss that Damian *married* her?

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@proshipper-on-ship​ thank you for the Dick & Dan idea you added to my other post, please enjoy some of the fall out your comment resulted in haha

“So,” Bruce tried, looking hesitantly pleased at the surprisingly light atmosphere around the table. “Anything new and exciting going on with anyone?”

There was a smattering of answers from around the table. Jason didn’t offer anything - which wasn’t surprising, that he was even there and largely not starting a fight was more than enough as far as Dick was concerned - but with some ribbing from Steph, Tim eventually admitted to finally asking that boy he’d been interested in out. Dick joined in on teasing his little brother - and even Jay gave, for him, some gentle ribbing over finally getting the balls to do something, eh Timberland? - while very carefully avoiding mentioning his own sorta-kinda thing with Dan in Bludhaven. He’d deal with his siblings making him miserable and embarrassed over it all when he actually scored a date with him thanks very much.

Things were going good.

And then Damian cleared his throat, looking imperious and uninterested at the same time as he waited for everyone to turn to look at him.

“I have an announcement on an alteration to my personal life.” He declared, chin up and looking like he was already over this whole family-bonding-time thing, which was fair. Damian had gotten better over the years, but he was still not exactly the cute and cuddly little brother. Dick still had the scar from the last time he tried to hug Dami without warning a year ago and got stabbed for the effort. Still, he was sharing, willingly even! That’s progress!

At the head of the table Bruce tilted his head, looking as cautiously hopeful as Dick felt over the youngest Wayne actually offering to share something personal. “Have you decided on what college you want to go to then?”

“No.” Dami dismissed easily, without more than a glance in Bruce’s direction. “Night and I have decided to take some time to travel before continuing any further schooling.”

Huh, honestly, Dick was kinda surprised. With how much of a perfectionist Dami was, he’d thought he’d throw himself into college with the same ferocious, competitive drive he did everything else. But then again, if Elle Nightingale was going to be taking a gap year or two, it wasn’t as if it was that much of a surprise that Dami would go and join her.

The two gremlins had been practically inseparable since they were twelve and discovered a shared love of stabbing people and adopting every animal they see. If Dami’s best friend was going to go gallivanting across the world like she always dreamed of doing, Dick couldn’t actually be that  surprised that Dami would be going with her.

Dick took a sip of his drink as Dami opened his mouth to continue with what was probably going to be to most people the world’s most harrowing game of “how many incredibly dangerous animals can we see before we end up dead on our gap year” that the two demons were undoubtedly planning.

He regretted taking that sip almost immediately as Damian said, “Night and I took our marital vows yesterday. She sends her regrets that she was unable to join us for family dinner tonight.”

Predictably, the room broke out into utter chaos.

Dick choked on his drink, spraying across the table and splattering Babs with a shower of wine. She didn’t even seem to notice, dropping her own glass as she snapped her head over to stare at Damian, the sound of breaking glass and a deep red stain pooling across the table following as she did. At the end of the table, Jay made a noise like a dying goose as the samosa he’d just popped in his mouth threatened to kill him. Cass, perhaps the most outwardly calm at the proclamation, only stared with wide eyes at her younger brother as she hit Jason on the back in an attempt to make sure he didn’t die.

Dick could practically hear the old shrieking AOL dial up noise that was Tim’s brain attempting to process what his little brother had just said, while sitting next to him Steph gave a small shriek of you what? Duke’s head was on a swivel, eyes darting from Damian, to another family member, to Damian and back again as if unsure who to even look at in the moment.

Bruce just…stared, frozen in place, face caught in the most open look of shock Dick thinks the man has ever shown in his life.

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Damian sniffed and cast a caustic look towards - of all people - Jason, “Unlike some people, I share my good news with the family in a timely manner.”

Jay sputtered, “You know what, fuck you! Fine, you want me to share the news?” Jay snapped his head towards the rest of them. “Jazz is pregnant, baby is due next month on the sixth. Baby shower’s next weekend at Robinson Park, show up or don’t, I really don’t give a fuck.”

Or maybe he was just going to try to kill them with a heart attack.

“What the fuck?!”

“Language!”

“Who the fuck is Jazz?!”

“Language!”

“Night’s elder sister and guardian, Drake, keep up. You should know this, you’re dating her brother.”

“I’m what?”

“And Grayson is having flirtations with her other brother.”

“Dan is Elle’s older brother? Wait - how do you know about that?”

“Todd and I are in the Nightingale family group chat. We have endured far too much waxing poet about your posterior over the past months.”

“Why do they all have variations of the same name? Who gives all their children the same name?”

“He likes my ass?”

“Oh my god, bigger picture Dick, focus.”

“Seriously, do they all have the same name outside of the older sister? I feel like we need to acknowledge they all have the same name.”

“Can we go back to the fact that Damian got married? To Elle? Yesterday? How did you even do that without anyone knowing?

“Dr. Nightingale is a notary.”

“...Dr. Nightingale as in the woman Bruce is investigating Dr. Nightingale?”

“Okay but the name thing? Please tell me you’re not naming the baby some variation of the name Daniel.”

“If the gremlins get their way it will be. Do you know how many lists we’ve made that they keep sabotaging?”

“So you have Dan’s number? Could you give it to me?”

“Jesus Christ, Dick I’m begging you.”

“Why did you guys even get married?”

“For the diplomatic immunity.”

“You don’t have diplomatic immunity.”

“I do now.”

“What does that mean?”

[mischieveousmayhem]

continuation of the series "Mom, we miss you", Bruce's point of view without his wife

My love, I failed

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Batmom! Reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Mention of death (obviously), Bruce ooc

Synopsis: Bruce took a chance to love again. Only to lose her.

A/N: okay a few things, thank you for all the requests ima work on them asap. second of all , back by popular demand we're gonna do Bruce. Third, I did Bruces differently;). Lastly, I might do Alfred too cuz like he's part of the fam too 🤭 anyways enjoy

THE MASTERLIST

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"Dear Y/N,

I only want to talk to you, so here I am. You're gone and I realize that. But I miss you so much and can't accept your death. I know you wouldn't want to see me like this, I know you would want me to be strong but I simply can't because you were my strength.

I have not seen the boys in months after your funeral, only one I've seen is Jason and that is because sometimes I will sit out here with him.

I call myself Batman and claim to be a hero. But you were more of hero then I am. You even had your own power. The power of love.

When you first came into my life, I didn't except us to adopt so many kids together or have Damian around. Hell, I didn't even expect us to ever get married. You used that power of love and casted a spell on me.

For all these years you have dealt with me, and I don't know how or why. I know I was a little bit rude to you sometimes but you still dealt with it even when I hurt you. When I got in that bad mood, you always found a way to bring me down to feel like myself again.

As for the boys, they each had their own flaws when they first came into our lives. But to you their flaws made you try even harder to show them you loved them. However, I will never understand how you get the boys to cling onto you like they did. Maybe you just showed them the mother's love they were missing in their life. Hell, you even showed me mother's love, and you are my damn wife.

But my darling, I never got to apologize to you properly. Out of all the times I should've, you came and apologized like it was your fault. I never even said I forgave you most times, because most times it wasn't your fault.

I'm sorry for how I was towards you most of the time. Especially when you were upset about me putting myself and the boys in danger. I realize how bad it was. I apologize for all the times I broke your heart, and didn't help you put it back together.

But last of all, I'm sorry for sleeping with Talia while you were gone that one time. I don't understand myself why you stayed. I know that caused you so much pain and it ate at you when you found out Damian is my biological son.

For going through all this you are proven to be the strongest person I will have ever known.

My love, I failed you. I have said this when it's too late but I hope you're watching me and listening, because I want you to know I'm sorry.

Your pain and suffering has ended. Your long with your mental health is over. You were super strong , and thats why you are The Batmom.

I love and miss you,

Bruce Wayne."

He was crying the whole time he read that to your grave. Which secretly had nothing in it.

Why?

The public visits your grave and Bruce knew they would. But all of your boys had some of your ashes. Tim, had the most.

Bruce had a locket with your wedding picture on it and inside some of your ashes, which he clutched and his tears fell and he read the letter he wrote.

There he sat, underneath the cherry blossom tree at 2:45am, at your grave. His apology unheard by others but hopefully heard by you, Batmom.

[qcomicsy]

Some Nice!future au headcannons because I want to keep the ideas fresh in my head.

- Bruce is retired, Wich is insane saying this, I know right? How could he? And that's my favorite part he is retired, except he isn't actually.

He generally stays in the comm and no he doesn't care if that bothers Terry. Sometimes Terry just purposely turns his comm off, part to piss Bruce off and part to not get himself pissed off because there's a limit on how much you want your dad minding your business while your doing your job.

So Bruce stays sometimes in the comm and sometimes giving his mostly unwanted inputs on his investigations.

He doesn't get out as Batman as much as he wants to, because yeah that would get him killed but when that ever stopped Bruce Wayne honstly? And also because when he did it he almost gave everysingle one of the Bats a fucking heart attack.

Terry was so fucking confused because some goons and criminals kept telling him 'I though you were taller???' and he would get '????'

- Bruce minds everyone business as well is not just Terry, sometimes he just pop up in the other Bats comms and everyone is deeply annoyed about it, because how the fuck he keeps invading their own security system?

And it's even more infuriating because in the end of the day (most of the time) he is just extremely helpful.

Not even Oracle could keep him off her back.

- Tim is "technically" now the best detective in the world, except he isn't because Bruce isn't dead and Detective Chimps isn't either, but not many people know that.

- Gordon is happily retired thank you very much, and he can finally rest because Montoya filled for him as commissioner.

- Everything that might happen is her problem now.

- Harley is mostly retired she lives with Pamela in a farm and works as a super-people/part villains therapist from home-office.

- Harley and Pam got married.

- Jason visits Harley constantly, they bonded a lot in these past few years.

- Jason visits Harley much more often then he visits Bruce and Bruce is definitely not jealous about it even though Harley lives in literally nowhere and the Manor is right there–

- Bruce nags Jason, so much about it. He nags everyone about it. He sends a passive agressive "Alfred told me to tell you dinner is ready" message ever couple of weeks (he's lying).

Jason once told him "I really miss it when you were emotionally stunted" and Bruce just looked at him and quipped.

"You're the ones to told me to get therapy."

- Bruce doesn't actually go to therapy he gossips with Harley and they call that therapy.

Because Harley tricks him into sessions mid gossiping.

And it is in fact, better than nothing.

- Terry became Batman as an annoying 17 year old for the exasperation of every adult of the Batfamily.

- Damian and Tim we're the one's who trained him, Bruce unfortunately was hospitalized at the time (he's better now).

- Damian trained Terry in martial arts, combat and streets smart skill and Tim helped training him on how to proceed with the criminal forensics part.

- Duke and Steph kept an eye on Terry in his first months of patrol, Terry kept trying to get away from them to do whatever he wanted but Tim or Damian would always eventually catch up to him.

- That doesn't mean he stopped trying until he made all four of them age ten years of stress.

- They let him do it whatever he wanted eventually, but mostly because they knew he was ready.

- Steph just did on purpose.

- Damian rarely would actually join Terry (or any of them) on patrol because he prefers working in the shadows.

- The day Terry successfully tricked all the four of them into leaving him alone he almost had a heart attack because he immediately bumped into no one less then Nightwing and Redhood.

- Red Robin was the one to call them.

- Terry and Jason got along so quickly it's infuriating.

- Terry is a great Batman, he is skilled and witty which puts almost every criminal off rithm.

They hadn't got this that amount of stress ever since Dick's robin.

- Jason works as a literature professor in Gotham public school.

- Jason was Terry's teacher for a while.

- Terry hated it.

- Terry got to school with patrol bruises once and when Jason managed to get a hand on him he cussed him out for 45 minutes.

That's how he learned that Tim and Damian forgot to teach Terry how to hide them.

Then he cussed them out for 84 minutes holding Terry's shirt the same way you hold a wet cat.

[theworldofotps]

Betrayed (Drabble)

Pairing: Damian Priest x Reader Word Count: 451 Pintrest Prompt: From the day we met, I knew I'd hurt you eventually.

Just wanted to pop a little prompt out for you and Pintrest has some really great ones. I hope you enjoy thanks for reading! Warning: Mentions of cheating. _________ Tag list: @omg-im-such-a-masochist​ @melissahausen​ @new-zealand-chic​ @writtingrose @99hook @sjwrites22​ @sassymox​ @mrsacklesevansmgk @xladyxfatex​ @adamcolesbaybay @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch​ @demonqueen29​ @itsicantbelievethis666 @lilred91​ @rebellious-desires​ @claymorexpunisher @letsgivethisonemoreshot @ava-valerie​ @shortyiceheart​ @serpantscorpio8497​ @thatpanpal @thatnerdwriter​ @wrestlersownmyheart​ @vebner37​ @auburnwrites​ @aews-four-pillars​ @seeingstarks​ @whenimakeitshine1234​ @legit9thlunaticwarrior​ @blaquekitty​ @ironshamelessyouth​ @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin​ @ripleyswhore @moonrosekk @xbreezymeadowsx @alyyaanna @elevennbloom @melblacc @alliwant456  @mcreignsera If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. _________  “From the day we met, I knew I would hurt you eventually.” The words Damian had said to you right before walking out of your apartment played in your head over and over again. That was almost a week ago and the pain still felt so fresh, the image of him carrying his suitcase full of stuff burned in your mind's eye. 

You didn’t know how things fell apart so quickly. One moment everything was going so perfectly, then the next he told you he had made a drunk mistake and slept with one of his old friends. ‘She didn’t mean anything, I don’t know what I was thinking, I just missed you so much baby and before I knew it I was waking up in my hotel room with her in the bed.’ He apologized over and over again but all you could hear were the words ‘I cheated’ bouncing around your head. A sort of numbness had set in where you managed the strength and told him to leave. You wanted to be left alone, given time to think, time to grieve by yourself. Damian tried getting you to reconsider but your mind was made up. Even if you did forgive him, for the rest of your lives the thought of him sleeping with that girl would always be in the back of your mind. 

So here you sat, a glass of your favorite drink in one hand, one of your favorite movies on mute and the silence of the apartment to keep you company. You shut your phone off after telling work and your family you were dealing with a nasty case of the flu. You didn’t want Damian to even attempt contacting you right now. Sure, he’d have to eventually come collect his things, but you couldn’t face him right now. Couldn’t really face anyone while your heart felt like it was broken in two.  Staring at the wall your eyes drifted over the pictures you and Damian had scattered about, your vision focusing on one in particular. It was shortly after the two of you had gotten together. You were pointing at the camera, your best friend stood behind it taking pictures. Damian’s sole focus was on you a smile gracing his features, he looked like he was in love. Like nothing else in the world mattered than the fact he had his arms around you. 

That was nearly three years ago and yet here you sat alone in your apartment, crying your heart out over a man who knew from the very start. That he was going to eventually hurt you one day, you just had no clue it was going to be this badly.

[captainkirkk]

✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.

Natsume Yuujinchou

the smallest things by taizi

In which Takashi comes into the Fujiwaras' lives much earlier on.

Untamed

Nice work if you can get it by deliciousblizzardshark (+ podfic)

(In order to make Wei Wuxian feel welcome at the Cloud Recesses, and to make sure people give him the respect he deserves (and definitely not to get into his pants), Lan Wangji hires him to be his advisor.)

“Lan Zhan, did you hire me just so you could punish people for disrespecting me?”

“No,” Lan Wangji said. “It is a side benefit.”

“Why did you hire me?”

“Because you are knowledgeable and skilled,” Lan Wangji said, “and I trust you to assist me in my work.”

Because everything is easier with you around and because I feel like a part of me is missing without you and because you can say things I can’t and because I need you he did not say.

“And you secretly like being a bitch to people,” Wei Wuxian added, with a sly grin.

Clone Wars

The Past Remains by otherhawk

The war drags on leaving trauma and destruction in its wake. After a bereaved Master is accused of harming his padawan, Obi-Wan is sent to talk to her, dredging up memories of his own past.

Betting by Proxy by kotekenobii

Newly transferred to the 212th Attack Battalion, Proxy finds himself cornered and given a secret mission by none other than THE Marshal Commander Cody.

Hic Sunt Lodices by handdrawnisopach, SniperAnon (The_Big_Reveal)

"..... Why do you live in a cave?"

Obi-Wan smiles, careful not to show his sharp teeth. "It's peaceful up here. The long climb means most people don't bother me, and no one might try to take my things. Also, maintaining a cave gives me plenty of space for my research without the expense and fuss of maintaining an estate."

He pulls out one of the large cushions so he can sit comfortably across from Cody. "I research magic," he explains. "Can't do it myself, but I have a good line in alchemy, chemistry, and pharmacy. I enjoy studying the more theoretical aspects too. So time and peace to do my reading and writing are important to me."

Cody nods slowly, his eyes sharper, more alert as he scans over the lair and the eclectic collection of items. Then his golden brown eyes drift to Obi-Wan. "Are you a dragon?" He asks, voice rough from exhaustion.

"Ah." Obi-Wan grips the hem of his skirt. "A bit? A bit dragony. Yes. That's fair."

Learned Men by Trixree

It becomes the Question—the one every vod is talking about from the bridge of the Negotiator to her dark bowels where the laundry rooms churn and chug along: who takes care of the General?

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In which Obi-Wan is touch starved and his men take notice.

DC

Trust fall by Ididloveyou_once

'Drake?’

Tim felt like he was choking. His throat was tight. He couldn’t swallow.

‘Damian?’ He managed.

Damian was… here. At Kent Farm. Dressed in the too-big Batman pajamas that Dick had bought him last Christmas as a joke. And- And-

Tim was wearing Kon’s t-shirt and his hair was messy and his lips were swollen and- He wasn’t ready for this- He wasn’t- He couldn’t-

How had he been so stupid?

Or: Tim comes out to Damian and prepares for the entire family to know by morning. It just so happens that Damian can keep a secret. Multiple, actually.

Wedding Album by Ididloveyou_once

'Let’s elope,’ Tim said, a little desperation leaking into his voice, ‘we could be on our way to Thailand by the end of the day.’

‘Actually,’ Conner’s amused eyes flickered toward Tim's family gathered at the dining table, ‘I think we’re going to Greece now.’

Or: Tim and Conner are getting married and everyone wants to be involved (snapshots of wedding planning very loosely connected by the creation of a wedding album).

[theglidingbat]

Ghostbat headcanons because I'm in no-minhkhoa content hell

Bruce loves giving minhkhoa forehead kisses and nose kisses, during tender moments or when he's feeling sentimental, minhkhoa always grumbles about it but it's one of the little things he enjoys

Adding onto the previous one, minhkhoa rarely kisses bruce tenderly his kiss more fierce and filled with passion and hidden emotions he refuses to reveal.

Minhkhoa will make fun of Bruce's clothes and fashion choices but yet can be seen with wearing his turtleneck, bruce will narrow his eyes as Minhkhoa pretends to be ignorant, he never returns the clothes by the way.

But if bruce ever decided to take minhkhoa's clothes he has to hear multiple snarky remarks, only to be tackled when he tries to take of Minhkhoa's green hoodie , ghostmaker would rather die then admit he likes his boyfriend in his clothes.

So they definitely got married at some point right?

I feel like bruce knows how to cook but pretends to be shitty at it around minhkhoa just so he gets to see minhkhoa cook, minhkhoa knows this and indulges him anyway

Listen, I think the "minhkhoa can't feel love" thing is bullshit because he does care a lot, even if he's terrible at it, he's not even trying per se but bruce is one of the very few people he actually cares for, Bruce thinks that's how minhkhoa just is, he doesn't realise he has special treatment expect the name thing.

But a fun alternative is that he knows that he gets special treatment from minhkhoa and loves it, and gets extremely possessive and bratty about it too.

I know it's retconned or whatever but Rhea being minhkhoa's first love and after everything minhkhoa still likes to distance himself, bruce who's probably witnessed atleast half of their relationship will always feel like and know that he won't ever have the same place in minhkhoa's stone cold heart like Rhea did and it kind of hurts him

Minhkhoa doesn't even deny it, why bother lying to a man as smart as Bruce? Bruce should be able to handle the truth, he still cares for Bruce but he's sure (scared) of the fact that bruce would die or disappear, or worse forget him because of his own stupidity (empathy)

Okay enough angsty from me I swore I would be an account without much angsty shit but here we are.

Minhkhoa loves grilled cheese. It's a headcanon me and my irl friend thought of as an old inside joke but yeah that's the only American food this mother fucker tolerates, with tomato soup and everything. Specifically if Bruce makes it with the crust cut.

The grilled cheese is more of a crack headcanon but eh.

Someone make a fic of Minhkhoa teaching Bruce's white ass how to make rotis (I've been leaning into minhkhoa being half Tamil or of Tamil origins loads lately and it's my favourite fanon hc of him)

Bruce can't get it in a perfect Circle and it pisses him off, minhkhoa laughs at his face.

One very silly thing I love to think is that during a chase scene in their past minhkhoa would pick bruce up and make a run for it and sticks through their adulthood, an explosion is about to go off and before bruce can do anything minhkhoa has him in a carry as he runs away with him.

Them Falling back into old habits, bruce latching onto minhkhoa and pulling his hair during a immature argument, minhkhoa screaming and trying to shake him off as Talia tiredly sips her tea, they're all 40 and the batkids finally see where exactly Damian gets it from.

My personal headcanon is that during btk era bruce had freckles, minhkhoa won't admit it but he misses them,as Bruce grew his freckles faded.

And that's it for my latest Ghostbat headcanons, do note that these are extremely self indulgent and may be occ but eh who gives a fuck

[fishfingersandjellybabies]

i was having some Thoughts and.

jondami fake dating au.

damian is constantly being hit on by snobby heiresses who want to marry into the wayne fortune. he complains about it to jon once ("no, i can't come hang out today, another fool is trying to con me into marrying her") and he just. offers to pretend-date him. ("you're my best friend and you already hug and talk to me way more than anyone else, no one will know it's all totally platonic!")

and then they just. genuinely forget it's fake?

there's no angsting over the fakeness and unreciprocated feelings. they're disgustingly sweet and happy and even do a little PDA here and there as SB and robin.

one day, years later, some reporter asks how they got together, and they both completely bluescreen

haha but they're only asked like...right after they literally got married and had like a huge media-event wedding.

"Mr. Wayne! So how did you and the newest Mr. Wayne get together? It feels like we all missed it!"

Tim just cackles in the background as he downs another glass of champagne. It stresses Jon and Damian out the rest of the day. Because...when DID they???

[itjazzbicch]

The Animal I Become

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem Reader

Summary: Being the eldest daughter of Rey Mysterio, it surprises most that she’s nothing like her family. After her father and family ban her from wrestling due to her violence, she is officially the black sheep, but breaks that rule, coming back to help during an attack from the Judgement Day, only to be scolded by her father for the madness she started, then running into someone who knows her like no one else…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!)

Word Count: 3.3k

Tag List: @demonqueen29 @peachy-satan00 @new-zealand-chic @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @thatpanpal @damnnhausen @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linziland13 @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @cuzimacomedian @april-jeanette-wagner @starwithaheart @seeingstarks @rubyred1980

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

Sometimes it seemed like everyone forgot that I exited and sometimes, that wasn’t a bad thing.

Being born when my dad was young, I was the oldest child of Rey Mysterio, wanted to be a wrestler just like my dad, but when I learned how to wrestle, even made it to the performance center, my style of wrestling was much different.

Being told I was too violent, overpowering, ‘couldn’t see what wrestling really was’, my dad made me stop wrestling and allowed Dominik to be the one who wrestled.

It caused great issues in our family, made me the black sheep on top of the drastic differences that I already had compared to them, but there was still love in my heart for them.

I always paid close attention to the shows, especially after Judgement Day crashed my dads anniversary party that I didn’t even get to come to, or it would’ve been a different story.

Rhea not only put her hands on Dominik, but Aaliyah, all of them constantly attacking my dad and it made my blood boil.

Judgement Day may have won the match tonight, distracting my dad by Rhea taking Dominik’s beat up out to the stage, not even able to imagine what she did to him, but after Finn’s victory?

My dad told me to stay away from wrestling and not to do anything crazy, but there was no way that I could stay at home and watch this every week and he surely knew that I was crazy.

The crowd was roaring, Finn and Damian coming up the rampway, freezing at the sight of me standing behind Rhea who was still standing over my younger brother.

Rhea could read everyone’s reactions, looking at what Finn and Damian were staring at, turning slowly to find me.

“Y/N Mysterio! Isn’t this lovely?” Rhea was always laughing at someone clearly underestimating me, both of us looking to Damian who yelled out:

“Y/N?!”

It was good to know someone knew that something bad was about to happen, considering both my dad and Dominik were completely out of it.

When I began wrestling at the performance center to try and join NXT, Damian helped train me. He knew me well, we had a past, and he knew much like my family, the madness that I was capable of producing.

He wasn’t stopping me, having Rhea face me again when I smiled:

“You all must’ve forgotten that I exist. I’m here to do what they won’t do, and that’s beat your ass!”

My fists started flying and Rhea was strong, but so was I. Punches and kicks being thrown, leading up the stage, till I took her by the hair, shutting her down and swinging her into the megatron frame.

Starting to ground and pound, gouging at her eyes, I could feel the pent up emotion of a lot of things coming out, going numb and my instincts were ultra high, back elbowing Finn in the face as he was the first to try and break up the fight.

That gave Rhea a slight advantage considering I had to stand up, but I didn’t forget about her, still swinging and we both had handfuls of hair.

“Alright, that’s enough!”

There was Damian again, growing more frustrated when I heard my dads voice too:

“Y/N, stop this right now!”

Security flooded the stage, my dad and a stirring Dominik trying to pull me back and Damian and Finn were pulling Rhea away.

I missed the feeling of adrenaline rushing this quickly, increasing at the sight of blood on Rhea’s lip thanks to me, screaming at her:

“I’m not finished with you, bitch! You just wait!”

Before Rhea could speak, Damian and Finn were taking her away and they both had their eyes set on me which made me wonder.

Though, I didn’t have the time to wonder much, my dad yanking me to face him:

“You know what I told you-“

“Yeah and it’s bullshit!” I snapped at him, not dealing with this and my rage gladly controlling my yelling, “How long now have they’ve been beating up you and Dom, huh?!”

“Y/N, sis-“ Dom was still beat up, but tried to deescalate, “You didn’t have to do this. We got-“

“Who are you to talk, huh?!” I was in a rampage, shoving Dominik down and putting him in his place, “You’ve been getting your ass kicked by a girl for weeks now like some little bitch! If you two won’t end this judgement day shit, I will! Trying to be superheroes isn’t cutting it!”

I was ready to walk away, but of course my dad had to start yelling and nagging in Spanish, dragging both me and Dominik to the locker room, just to lecture me.

Arms crossed, leg shaking like hell in my chair, staring at nothing, my dad went on for what felt like forever about how ‘dangerous’ and ‘immature’ I was being for breaking his rule about me not wrestling, that I could have gotten in serious trouble.

My facial expressions obviously showed how little I cared, I know I may have went a little overboard with the yelling at them and shoving Dominik, but it was the only way they would listen ever listen to me in some form.

The fate of being the black sheep always followed me, having enough when my dad said:

“And of course, the second you get your hands on somebody, there’s blood and everything! I get it, you want to protect us, we’re familia, but-“

“But nothing!” I screamed, standing up and point at him, “We are familia and we should always protect each other! No matter what it takes! You think what I did was so bad?! I could have done SO MUCH WORSE!”

This time, he had nothing to say, especially when I had tears in my eyes, finally saying something I always wanted to say:

“You just don’t want me to wrestle because I’m better thank Dominik and he’s the son. He can ‘carry down the bloodline’, you want to give him your mask. Let’s just face it. You never said it, but I know that no matter what I do, I’m different than all of you, and I’ll just never be good enough for any of you.”

They both tried to come and hug me but I wasn’t having it, brushing both of them with my shoulders, heading out the door and slamming it so hard it echoed for seconds.

I should’ve known it would’ve ended up like this and after fighting Rhea like how I did, there was no way I could just disappear again.

Having one side of me say I needed to be there for my family and the other having all of this anger towards them was tearing me apart.

Not knowing what to do, I told myself I’d put it off for another day, checking my pockets to make sure I didn’t lose anything, heading towards the back exit till I heard:

“¿Te vas tan pronto, mamí?” [Leaving so soon, mamí?]

“Don’t you dare call me that anymore,” I growled, looking to see Damian leaned against the pillar next to the door, a smile on his face.

“Why? It used to put such a pretty smile on your face,” Damian stood up straight, trying to work his charm that did take me at one point in time, “Especially when I talk to you in spanish.”

“Look, if you’re here to try and distract me so Rhea can come get her revenge, just do it already because I would love to bust her face again,” I was staring a whole through him, but he just shook his head, saying under his breath:

“Ay,, Todavía estás tan loca.”

[Ay, you’re still so crazy.]

“Muy loca loca,” I owned that proudly and stayed on guard. [Very crazy, crazy.]

Something was different here. Damian was being himself rather than his demeanor while he was with Finn and Rhea, standing up to come to me with a smile:

“Y eso está bien. Me gusta la locura.” [And that’s okay. I like crazy.]

“You better tell me what you want, Damian,” I was fed up and I didn’t want to threaten him, it hurt that he was one of the people attacking my family after everything we been through, but I still threatened, “Or you can experience the craziness that Rhea just went through.”

“Oh no, mamí,” His smile grew so devilish, leaning down to look into my eyes, “I’m here to help you.”

“Help me?” I had to laugh at that, breathing in, “It’s far too late for that! Wait no, let me think again, you want me to join Judgement Day?”

“What can I say? You’re perfect for us,” It was nice that he got straight to the point, but I wasn’t convinced in the slightest, growing more of an attitude:

“You better realize that I’m not like the rest of my family-“

Before I could continue, he laughed at me, throwing his hands with a smile:

“And that is exactly why, Y/N.”

I was so used to hearing lectures about how I needed to be more like my family and his words made me pausing, Damian taking that time to continue:

“You have always been different than them and instead of embracing that, you let them shut you down. I bet all of the money in my wallet that you just slammed that door and stomped off because your dad yelled at you for showing up and starting another fight just now.”

Clicking my tongue, I looked away and he chuckled, knowing he was right:

“Exactly what I thought. Now tell me, what kind of family yells at you for trying to protect them and won’t even let you accomplish your dreams?“

Glaring back at him, there were tears in my eyes. His truth harsh and thinking back to the day I thought I was getting a contract and the complete opposite happened? It was like I was stabbed in the heart.

“Hell, if you started wrestling with me like we planned on it way back in NXT? You would’ve won multiple championships by now. You’d be a fucking star!”

Damian had to keep adding to it, making me snap at him before I began to cry:

“Even if that’s true, it’s too late to fantasize about what may have happened! This is now! So, tell me, indulge me, how would joining Judgement Day benefit me, Hm?”

“That’s so simple,” He smiled, wiping away the tear that I didn’t notice running down my cheek, “You get to accomplish your dreams. You get to be a wrestler. You get to be at the peak of it! You know that we’re no push overs and it’s time that you get your ass in that ring and this time? No one will ever push you back ever again.”

My dream of being a wrestler always put happiness in my heart that no one or nothing could compare to. That fight was the first time I ever even heard a crowd and they were cheering for me.

That crowd loved the wild fire that I brought out there and thinking about it, how I wanted it again made me feel like I was hooked on a drug already.

“You think that’s a good idea? Really?” I wasn’t letting him persuade me this easily, pointing out one big issue, “Because I already know that Rhea is not gonna like that.”

“Rhea will understand once she’s cooled off,” He assured, “She’s an older sibling herself so, I’m sure she understands where you were coming from.”

“Yeah right,” My eyes rolled, falling back on Damian as his voice got even deeper than it already was, a blank expression and fed up like me:

“When are you finally going to do what’s best for you? Do you want to be a wrestler and make a name for yourself or forever be the black listed Mysterio?”

That hit me so hard that I could hear my heart beat echoing in my head, tears coming back and making me hate how easily my emotions took over me.

It was hard because he was right. I wanted to be a wrestler, wanted to live my life my way and not in my family’s shadow.

“You’re positive there won’t be any issues between me and Rhea?”

His eyes lit up like never before when he heard my question, creating a laugh for the both of us:

“I think so, but if she tries anything, you can just kick her ass again.”

I shook my head and laughed, silencing and feeling a sly smile come back to my face when he put his arm around my shoulder, rolling off his tongue:

“Y podemos divertirnos como antes.” [And we can have fun like we used to.]

I knew exactly what he meant by that, knowing how his Spanish made me feeling some kind of way, but mine did the same to him:

“¿Divertido? ¿Quieres recordarlo?” [Fun? Care to recall?]

“Rey no es tu único Papí, ¿recuerdas?” [Rey isn’t your only papí. Remember?]

My body always acted before I could think thoroughly, yanking him by his necklace and growling softly:

“Watch that tongue before I remind you who your mamí is.”

“Aww, Papí’s still good at turning you on,” He chuckled slightly, arm falling around my hip, pulling my body into his, lips just inches away when he whispered, “You still like pulling me by my necklace.”

Some habits never really change, there was no dodging that one, there was no going back right now, and so, I looked deeply into those brown eyes, whispering back:

“I’m still pretty pissed off about everything tonight. So if you keep that up? I’m just gonna take it out on you.”

“That’s what you always think, but you always end up a mess and screaming my name,” Laughing one last time, he licked his lower lip, hand sliding down to squeeze my ass, kissing, “But don’t worry. I’ll get rid of that anger quickly.”

One touch of his lips let off some steam, increasing with more, how he used a his tongue a little, hand squeezing and rubbing my ass, but there was still a whole lot of steam inside of me.

It had me shaking slightly when I parted my lips for a moment, looking around to make sure no one else was in the small hall that we were in.

“I think it’s going to take more than a kiss to calm me down. If we get out of here,” I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck, fingers tapping up his shoulder and the soft spot on his neck that I remembered, the tone of my voice being that magic trick, “You just might even hear me screaming Papí, again.”

“Might?” He was biting his lip, throwing me up to hold me, also checking our surroundings before heading off into the darkness, “You will be.”

Taking risks was always a thrill for me, in some random locker room with dim lights, devilish giggles in my kiss, body being taken over by adrenaline again while stripping, Damian barley out of his pants when I jumped into his arm, kissing with a bite:

“Déjame ver tu lado loco, papí.” [Let me see your crazy side, papí.]

“Oh, lo verás.”

[Oh, you’ll see it.]

There was a certain tone he would have in his voice whenever I was really in for it, being tossed around and chest first into the wall next to us.

Remembering old previous times, my body naturally shifted into place, perking my ass up at him, looking back to smile:

“You better remember-“

“What? How you like it rough?” Spanking my ass so hard I squeal, hand pulling my head back by the hair so his cock would slam right into me? It all showed that he never forgot.

“Encanta así, papí!” [Love it like that, papi.]

I forgot how he made it hard for me to breathe so easily, another thrust having me stick to the wall, slow and timed at first, but his hips smacked against my ass hard, having to adjust to his girth and length again.

All of the moisture didn’t pose an issue after those slow thrusts, feeling his fingertips at my scalp, finding its position with his speed increasing, moans meeting the wall with my mouth opening and growing louder.

“And you still moan it just as beautiful,” That evil laugh of his only turned me on more, tilting my head back a little to him, panting but still getting out:

“And your dick is still so good, Damian.”

“You know that no one will ever beat this ass like I do,” He always liked watching how I reacted to his spanks, another loud crack making my knees almost give way, a slight drool at the side of my mouth when I squealed again.

“Never!” Despite the handful he had of my hair, I was strong enough to push my face into the wall, about biting my lip off and whining at the strong pressure coming so quickly along my walls and into my stomach.

“What’s a matter, mamí?” He knew I was close, beating my strength and pulling my head back to him, except this time he let go, arm wrapping around my neck, finger swirling at my clit and his thrusts not daring to change, “I know it’s been a while, you burnt out already?”

“No juegues conmigo, Damian.” [Don’t play with me, Damian.]

I always grew so serious when so close to an orgasm like this, not having something like this in ages and was desperate for it.

The shift of his body let me know that I was about to get what I was longing for. Feeling his bicep choking me some, proving his strength and holding me up off the ground, fingers right back on my cut and rubbing rapidly, having me bouncing on his cock to meet the wicked thrusts he was throwing up at me:

“What? Want me to play with this instead?”

I don’t know how, but it felt like he was rubbing my clit even faster, crying at how my nerves were shocking me, legs shaking up in the air, a sting in my eyes when I closed them tight, begging out:

“Please, papí! Please!”

I wasn’t sure if it was tears or sweat running down my face, but the shocking burn my nerves were going through made me clench so tight, aching from how I was taking him, but never feeling so good when my vision went white, no air in my lungs and even hearing the slick that drowned his cock.

“Fuck is it good to feel that again,” Whispering a kiss into my ear made him think that I’d shoot my own remark, but I was literally so out of it.

Easing me back to the wall, he kept me in a hug this time, rubbing my stomach and sides:

“You good there, mamí?”

“You always rocked my world,” I giggled softly, my head limp and resting against the wall as I breathed in, “Rocked my everything.”

“Aww, come on,” He laughed, keeping me in that hug and kissing, “Mean to tell me you fight like an animal but can’t handle some rough strokes?”

“That wasn’t some, that was a lot,” I made him laugh this time, on purpose, loving how he grew silent, the smirk on his face when I flashed my own evil smile at him, “And wait till you see the animal I become when I officially join.”

[alexxyna]

The Big Win after the Loss~

Warnings: Swearing(not much), kiss on cheek, cheating(mention), flirting( I think that is it, but if I forgot anything, please let me know so I can improve it next time!<3)

!Not Proofread!

Pairing: No one yet, but maybe in part 2…

AuthorsNote: Hii, so this is my first ever fiction, so please don’t be too hard with the criticism. I’m open for praise, criticism and ideas of improvement! This Fiction was suggested by my best friend, who chose every little detail about it! So shout out to my best friend A, love ya!<3

People involved: Cody Rhodes, Jey and Jimmy Uso, Finn Bàlor, Damian Priest, Rhea Ripley

People Mentioned: Naomi, Solo Sikoa, Roman Reigns(as the Tribal Chief), Dominik Mysterio, JD McDongah, Alba Fyre, Isla Dawn

Enjoy<3

It was impressive how many Enemies The Judgment Day has made in their short time in WWE, but even better is, that I was selected as the second feminin Superstar of the most dominant faction in the entire Wrestling Business! It was interesting to see, how this Alliance came to live, since just a few days before, I helped Cody and Jey win the Tag Team Titles from the Judgment Day at Fastlane. Rhea confronted me Backstage which led to a fight on Raw the next Week. I won, which showed the Judgment Day that I was perfect for them.

So here we are, 9 days after Fastlane on Raw. For the past few days, WWE played sequences that hinted my return and debut as The Judgment Day’s newest member. That day, The Judgment Day got their Rematch for the Titles. When Finn and Damian made their Judgment Day entrance and started walking down the Ramp, they suddenly stopped and my music hit. The Crowd went wild when I exited the Curtain in my new darker persona, in a Goddess like robe and a halo over my head, being portrayed as the saviour of The Judgment Day! It was just like Fastlane, except for 1 thing, I was standing in Judgment Day’s corner now!

The match began and both sides started hitting big moves really soon. I was walking around the ring, cheering on my faction, when I noticed someone staring at me. It was Cody Rhodes. Jey was the legal competitor, so Cody had all the time in the world to continue checking me out, which I noticed fairly quickly, as he kept on trying to keep his eyes off of me. He came back to his senses after Damian pushed him off the apron onto the hard floor. I giggled and turned around to walk the other way, when I heard my name being shouted from the crowd, by a familiar, almost to familiar voice. “Y/n!” It couldn’t be… I turned back the other way, jumped over the barrier and sprinted towards the area where the voice came from, to see Jimmy Uso standing in front of me, smirking! “Y/n, whatchu doin’ here?” He said, grabbing me by the arm and pulling me closer to him, so that he could whisper in my ear “I missed you!” “Back off Fatu!” I shouted in his face, mentioning his real last name… after all, it would have been yours too, if he wouldn’t have cheated on you with Naomi , 2 days before our wedding. Jimmy’s always been flirting with you, ever since you joined the Company a few years back. They are married now and have kids… You have long finished with this chapter of your life, but he isn’t over you yet, even tho he has a family now. You cant help but feel sorry for Naomi, because you’re basically the reason that her marriage isn’t as filled as it could be, since her husband is secretly dreaming of someone else at night.

“Whoah, chill out, Mama, what did I do?” “Oh, you know what you did, alright, and besides… WHAT IN GODS NAME ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” I screamed at him and I could have sworn the entire Arena heard me. “I was just here to watch my baby brother loose” he said “like he always does…” he added under his breath “Baby Brother? Your just a few minutes older!“ „As I said, baby brother“ he said ”oh my- whatever“ I answered, thinking about why I was ever attracted to him “Stop lying, I know you’re here to do something to alter the outcome of the match. Whatever your plan is… Stop!” “Why you his side, mama? Shouldn’t you be on Judgement Day’s side?” “Oh I am, but if you screw over Cody and Jey, the fans won’t get the match they deserve.” “He betrayed us, Me, Solo, the Tribal Chief and the entire Family!” “He only did what was best for him!” I exclaimed “Oh yeah? Well, I don’t care! Take care, mama!” He said, gave me a kiss on my cheek and took off towards the ring. I was stunned as I watched him give Jey a superkick, presenting Finn the perfect opportunity to pin Jey and get the Titles back to The Judgment Day. I came back to my senses after hearing the crowd explode after Jimmy left through the crowd. I made my way through the crowd of screaming fans back to the ring to start celebrating with Finn and Damian, trying to ignore the pressure to break away from Damian’s arms, run back to the ring and cheer up Jey and Cody.

When we got backstage, we entered the Locker Room to continue celebrating with Rhea, Dom Dom and JD. We celebrated for a few more hours till it was time for us to leave. Rhea and I were the last to leave, since we were called into the office of Adam Pearce, to discuss a Tag match against the Witches Alba Fyre and Isla Dawn on Raw next week. We accepted and continued our way towards the exit. When we got to the Parking Lot, we started looking for my car to drive to the Hotel. We found it after passing a lot of vehicles, including Cody’s bus which… “Why is Cody’s Bus still here? I thought he left earlier?” I asked Rhea “I guess not, maybe he had to plan something with Pearcey, like we had to” Rhea answered, giggling after calling Adam Pearce „Pearcey„ “Probably…”

I opened the Trunk so we could put away our bags, when I noticed footsteps behind us. I turned around to face two tall and muscular men. “Hey, what’ up Mama’s?” It was Jey Uso and Cody Rhodes~

To be continued~

[marauderundercover]

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For: @lifeexperience hope you enjoy!

Marinette was a simple child of parents who loved her, but not each other. Some of her friends at school had parents just like that, but they were divorced. But her parents never actually married, so they didn’t get a cool word. But really, all it meant was that she had to split her time between her Maman and her Dad. Unfortunately for her, her parents had decided to live a whole ocean apart. So she couldn’t just visit on weekends like her friend Max could. But it was finally summer again, and she was finally back in Gotham. Glancing around, Marinette grins widely the second she spots Alfred. 

“Alfie!” She cheers, running around the other people in the baggage claim area. Alfred’s lips twitch up into a small smile. 

“It’s nice to see you again, Miss Marinette.” He says. Marinette grins widely, pointing to the new gap in her teeth. 

“Look! I lost another tooth.” She says. Alfred raises an eyebrow. 

“Have you already received a visit from the tooth fairy?” He asks. She nods, holding Alfred’s hand as they walk through the parking lot. 

“Where’s dad?” She asks, swinging their arms. 

“Do you remember Mr. Kent?” Alfred asks. Marinette nods. He came to the manor a lot more than her dad liked, but she didn’t mind cause he usually brought his son Jon with him. “He and your father are in the middle of a meeting, and he couldn’t step away.” Alfred explains. Marinette resists the urge to ask if Jon was there too. Hopefully it was just a super quick meeting and then her dad could hang out with her. She knew that he was always super busy. He worked at a really big company, and he had a bunch of kids, and he was Batman. But he was still a good dad, and she knew he tried. 

“Is Cass home?” She asks, buckling herself into her booster seat (Alfred insisted, even though she tried to convince him that ten was plenty old enough to use a normal seat; apparently she was too short). 

“I’m afraid Miss Cass won’t be home for another week or so. Your brothers should all be there, though Master Duke and Master Tim won’t be staying for long. They’re going on a weekend trip with a few friends.” He explains. Marinette hums in surprise. It was really rare for Tim to leave Gotham for something not hero related. She’d have to make a bet with Damian to see what the odds were that Tim and Duke were actually going on a secret mission that they hadn’t told anybody about. It seemed much more likely. Marinette zones out on the rest of the car ride, just watching as her favorite city passes by. She liked Paris and spending time with her Maman, but Gotham had always felt more like her home. Gotham was where her dad and brothers and Alfred were. It was her home. As the manor appears out the window, Marinette grins at the sight of her dad waiting for her outside. The second the car stops, Marinette is out and running to her dad. She launches herself at him and sighs happily as he picks her up and wraps her in a big hug. 

“I missed you too.” He says softly, giving her one last squeeze before setting her down. “How was the last week of school?” Marinette sighs dramatically, grinning when she sees the moment her dad spots her new missing tooth. 

“I lost another tooth! And Alix didn’t even pull this one out for me.” She says happily. Her dad sighs, but she can tell he really wants to laugh. 

“You two are going to cause so much trouble one day, aren’t you?” He asks. Marinette shrugs. 

“Depends on if it’s fun or not. Where’re the boys?” She asks, leaning slightly to look past him. 

“Tim and Duke are packing, and Jason’s in the library. Last I checked, Dick was also in the library attempting to convince Jason to go do something else.” Her dad says with a small smile, the same smile he always got when he mentioned Jason. The memories weren’t super clear, but she did have some memories of when Jason died. She probably purposefully blocked out most of it, though. (Or that’s what Max thought, when she’d talked to him about it once; he was super smart). That was a rough summer. Tim hadn’t come around yet, and her dad and Dick were both really, really sad. And angry. As much as they’d both tried to hide it from her, she heard them yelling. And she saw the reports of what Batman was doing, even if the news only had stories and never any actual pictures of what Batman had become. No matter what she tried, she couldn’t get her dad back to who he was before Jason died. She spent most of that summer baking with Alfred and drawing in the library on the couch where Jason used to read her stories. By the time she came home for Thanksgiving (a holiday she knew her dad didn’t care about, but one he celebrated so that she could have an excuse to come to Gotham more) Tim was there. 

Snapping out of her thoughts, Marinette frowns when she realizes there was a brother missing. 

“What about Damian?” She asks. Her dad frowns as Mr. Kent smiles, and that’s when Marinette remembers Damian talking about his new friend, Kent. Her eyes widen. “Is Jon here?” She asks, resisting the urge to just run towards the manor. Her dad opens his mouth to respond, but Mr. Kent cuts him off. 

“They’re in the game room closest to the living room.” He says. Marinette squeals out a thanks before rushing off. Time to see Jon!

---

Bruce’s eyes narrow as he looks at one of his oldest friends. Clark just laughs, shaking his head. 

“You know she would’ve found them eventually, Bruce.” He says. Bruce huffs. 

“That doesn’t mean you had to just send her off to him.” He argues. Clark raises an eyebrow, the amusement clear on his face. 

“They’re kids, Bruce. It’s not like they’re going to get married tomorrow-” Clark starts to say, but Bruce cuts him off. 

“Or ever.”

“That’s not what Jon said.” 

“Clark-”

“Bruce, breathe. Last time they talked, Marinette apparently told Jon that she was going to marry him one day. It was very matter-of-fact and, need I remind you, they’re children. Plenty of kids have crushes that never amount to anything. And besides that, they’re friends, Bruce. Neither of them have many friends that know about everything. You really gonna take that away from either of them?” Clark asks, crossing his arms. Bruce sighs. 

“Fine. But we will revisit this conversation in a few years.” He says. Clark chuckles, but agrees. Bruce, who knows how determined his daughter can be, doesn’t laugh. 

---

“Jon!” Marinette squeals, running into the room. Jon turns around and grins, opening his arms. Before Marinette can throw herself into the hug, Damian steps between them, frowning. Marinette skids to a stop, raising an eyebrow at her older brother. 

“What is the meaning of this?” Damian asks, looking between them. Marinette huffs. 

“I was trying to hug my friend.” She says, arms crossed. Damian raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms too. 

“Kent is my friend, Marinette.” He says firmly. Marinette’s eyes narrow. 

“He was my friend first!” She counters. Damian turns to Jon. 

“Well, are you going to say anything?” He asks. Jon’s eyes widen. 

“Well, uh, I-” He stammers over his words. 

“Leave him out of this! Can’t you see you’re stressing him out!” Marinette yells at her older brother. He scoffs. 

“Oh, I’m stressing him out?” He asks. “What about you? Rushing in here and trying to hug him with no prior warning?”

“Jon happens to like my hugs.” Marinette says firmly. Damian snorts humorlessly. 

“Are you sure he isn’t just being nice?” He asks. Marinette feels her cheeks turn red. 

“Actually-” Jon starts. 

“Stay out of this, Kent.” Damian warns. Marinette rolls her eyes. 

“Why are you such a know it all, all the time?” She asks, trying hard not to scream. 

“Why are you such a little baby?” Damian taunts. 

“That’s it!” Marinette shrieks before letting out a battle cry. She rushes towards her brother, fists flying. Every time he dodges, she shrieks. She wasn’t trained like he was. It wasn’t fair! Suddenly, arms are around her, lifting her away from Damian just as Damian is restrained by Dick. 

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! What is going on in here?” He asks, looking between them. Marinette glances back, stopping kicking when she realizes Jason is the one holding her back. He was officially her favorite brother at the moment. 

“Marinette is acting like a child simply because Kent is now my friend.” Damian tuts, tilting his nose up. Marinette’s eyes widen and she immediately starts thrashing around again in an attempt to go kick the heck out of her brother. 

“You are the worst! That’s not what happened at all!” She argues. 

“Cool it, kiddo.” Jason says quietly. Marinette shakes her head. 

“No! He’s being mean, and I’m gonna beat him up for it!” She insists. Damian snorts, but immediately stops at the look Dick gives him. 

“Alright. You two clearly need some time apart right now. Jason.” Dick nods towards the door and Marinette’s eyes widen. 

“This isn’t fair! Why does Damian get to hang out with Jon? He’s probably hung out with him all day! He’s my friend too!” She complains, going limp in Jason’s hold. Jason sighs, taking her out of the game room and towards the library. 

“Just breathe, Mari. I’m sure you’ll get to hang out with Jon a ton this summer. He’s over here all the time now.” Jason says. Marinette’s face falls into a frown. Before Damian came, Jon never wanted to hang out at the manor all the time. Even when Marinette was in town. Did he….was he really her friend? Or was Damian right. “Okay kid, if I set you down, do you promise not to go beat the shit out of the Gremlin?” Jason asks. Marinette nods. 

“I uh, I think I’m really tired, Jay. I’m gonna go take a nap, okay?” She’s trying really hard not to cry. Jason frowns, but nods. 

“If you’re sure. Hey, you know you can talk to me, right?” He asks. Marinette nods, and gives Jason a half hearted smile before she heads upstairs. Was Jon really her friend?

---

An hour later, Marinette’s door creaks open slightly. She glances over and waves half-heartedly at Jason. He frowns. 

“Hey kid, are you okay? I thought you were gonna take a nap.” He says. Marinette shrugs. 

“Not tired anymore.” She says. Jason’s eyebrows scrunch together. 

“I was gonna head home,” He starts, and Marinette feels her shoulders slump even more. “But, if you want, you could tag along. I was gonna make spaghetti for dinner.” He adds. Marinette perks up immediately. Damian may want to hog Jon (who may or may not be her friend), but Jason was always there for her. 

“Can we watch Little Women? The one with Winona Ryder?” She asks, Jason grins and nods. 

“Sure thing, kid. Grab a bag and let Bruce know. I’ll wait outside.” He says. Marinette nods and quickly packs up a backpack, then hesitates. It was only her first night back home. If she asked her dad, she ran the risk of him saying no. And then she’d have to eat dinner with Damian. And Jon. Nope. No, siree, she wasn’t going to risk that. Grabbing a piece of paper from her desk, she scribbles out a little note. It’d be fine, and if he was mad at her…well, he probably wouldn’t be mad. She was leaving a note! Just in case, she hurries down the back stairs and out the side door. No need to risk running into her dad. She’d talk to him tomorrow. 

---

Bruce lets his shoulders relax as he walks in and sits down for dinner. Clark had left just after Marinette arrived, but he’d had League business that couldn’t wait. Which meant dinner was the first time he’d be able to actually sit and talk to his daughter since her visit at Easter. Looking around the table, he frowns. 

“Has anyone seen Marinette?” he asks. Tim glances around, then shakes his head. 

“Uh, no. Actually, I haven’t seen her all day. Wasn’t she coming home today?” He asks. Bruce nods, trying to push down the worry welling up. 

“Little D?” Dick says, and Bruce glances at Damian, narrowing his eyes. 

“Damian. Care to explain?” Bruce asks. Damian purses his lips and tilts his chin up. A move he got from his mother. 

“She was acting like a child. We argued and Todd removed her from the game room.” Damian says simply. Bruce sighs, pinching his nose. 

“What was it this time?” He asks, shaking his head. It never seemed to fail. Every time Marinette came to stay, she and Damian found something new to fight about. It never lasted for long, but he’d come to accept it as an undeniable truth. The sky was blue. Grass was green. Damian and Marinette argued. Simple. 

“I hardly see how that-”

“They were fighting over me.” Jon blurts out. Bruce raises an eyebrow. 

“Excuse me?” 

“Well, I’m friends with Damian now, too. And so he was mad when Mari was trying to hug me, and then she yelled back at him since we were friends first and I tried to stop them but they kept fighting so Jason and Dick made them split up and then I didn’t get to say anything else to Mari and so she probably hates me now.” Jon rambles, eyes wide as his lower lip trembles. Bruce resists the urge to groan. Of course they were fighting over Jon. 

“Shall I go get Miss Marinette from her room?” Alfred asks. 

“No, I’ll get her. Damian, tomorrow we’re going to have a talk about friends. And the fact that multiple people can be friends with the same person.” Bruce says firmly, heading towards his youngest daughter’s room. He knocks. 

“Mari? Sweetie, it’s time for dinner.” Bruce says. He frowns when she doesn’t answer. “Mari?” He calls, knocking again. Bruce purses his lips. Perhaps she fell asleep? He knocks one more time before gently pushing the door open. He doesn’t panic at the empty room. He’s completely calm and collected. The paper that catches his eye on her desk, the letter letting him know that she’d be back the next day and not to worry- that’s what makes him panic. Flashbacks of five years ago. An empty bedroom. A note. A crumpled form in the middle of an explosion. Steadying his breath, he rushes downstairs. He wouldn’t go through that again. He couldn’t. 

“Master Bruce-”

“Marinette’s gone.” He says, clutching the note like a lifeline. 

“What?” Jon squeaks out, his eyes wide. Bruce turns to Dick. 

“We have to find her. Dick, will you call Jason? The rest of us will head to the cave. Everyone needs to be on comms and suited up in twenty minutes.” Bruce instructs. And not even the familiar feeling of directing a mission can bring him calm. Not while his daughter is missing. 

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Marinette sips her chocolate milk, shaking her head at the tv. 

“You know, sometimes I wonder how Jo and Amy are able to like each other again after all the times they kinda suck and are kinda awful towards each other.” She says. Jason raises an eyebrow. 

“Yeah?” He asks. She nods. 

“Yeah. But then I remember all the times that we all fight, and I kinda get it.” She sighs. Jason snorts, shaking his head. The landline rings and Jason reaches over and grabs it. 

“Hello.” He says simply. Marinette looks away from the movie, instead watching her brother’s face as shock quickly covers it. “What? No- I- Dick, shut the hell up and breathe. She’s fine. No, she is. She’s with me. Well- I- I thought B knew. Yeah. Mmhmm. Call the calvary back, she’s fine. She’ll be back tomorrow morning after breakfast. Because I promised I’d make pancakes. No, not for you Dickhead. Uh huh. Bye.” Marinette quickly turns her attention back to the movie, hoping he doesn’t try to talk to her about it. 

“I wonder if I could wear a dress like that to the next gala.” Marinette muses, hoping it’ll be enough to change the subject. Instead, the movie pauses and Marinette sighs. 

“So. Are we going to talk about this? Or am I just going to give you a little lecture?” Jason asks. Marinette pouts. 

“Why do we have to do either? Why can’t we just finish watching the movie?” She asks. Jason lets out a long breath. 

“Do you remember when I died?” He asks bluntly. Marinette flinches back, looking at her older brother with wide eyes. He winces. “Sorry, kid. But I promise it’s important.” Marinette frowns, eyebrows scrunching together. 

“Well. Yeah, I- I kind of remember it. It’s not super clear, but…I remember.” She says, pushing down the wave of sadness that wells up inside her. It was one of the hardest times of her entire life. 

“I don’t know how much you remember of that time, but I ran away first. I was determined to figure out who my birth mom was, so I left. And do you know what I did?” He asks. Marinette shakes her head. “I left a note. I didn’t tell anyone I was leaving, not even Alfred. I just left a note. And we both know how that ended up.” He says. Marinette’s eyes widen. 

“That’s what I did to dad. I just left a note- I thought- I didn’t want him to tell me I couldn’t go. I didn’t think it would-” She stops, trying hard to stop her tears. Jason opens his arms and she throws herself at him, crying. “I’m sorry.” She says. 

“It’s fine, kiddo. I know the whole Jon and Damian thing really upset you. But- and I’m gonna sound like a fu-freaking hypocrite here- but you’ve gotta communicate.” Jason says. Marinette sniffles, and leans back. 

“Do you think dad’s gonna be really mad at me?” She asks timidly. Jason shakes his head. 

“No, kid, I don’t think he will. I think he’ll be too relieved to be mad.” He says. Marinette starts to respond, but a tap on the window makes her jump instead. Jason immediately leaps off the couch and heads for the window. “Of freaking course.” He huffs before throwing the window open. Marinette frowns, until a familiar person steps in and her eyes widen. 

“Mari!” Jon calls, running over and giving her a big hug. Marinette blinks a few times, before she relaxes and returns the hug. 

“What’re you doing here?” She asks once he pulls away. 

“Yeah. I’d also like to know.” Jason says, walking over and crossing his arms. Jon laughs awkwardly before reaching back and scratching the back of his neck. 

“I uh, I was worried about you.” He says. Marinette feels a smile creep onto her face. 

“Really?” She asks. He nods. 

“Course I was. You’re one of my best friends.” He says. She raises her eyebrows. “Yeah, uh, I already told Damian that people can have more than one best friend. I think your dad’s gonna talk to him more about it tomorrow, but I didn’t wanna stop being your friend.” He says. 

“Still best friends forever?” She asks, holding out a pinky. Jon grins and links his pinky with hers. 

“Forever and ever.” He says simply. And he was right. 

When Marinette and Jon get married fifteen years later, it surprises no one.

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Tomorrow (Drabble)

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Tomorrow, I'm gonna leave here I'm gonna let you go and walk away Like every day I said I would And tomorrow, I'm gonna listen To that voice of reason inside my head Telling me that we're no good 

“I thought we agreed that last time was the last time.”

“We did but I really could use your company tonight Damian please. Before we were anything else we were friends. I know it won’t work as friends right now but tonight that’s all I’m asking for.”

Sighing he closed the door resting his head against the cold metal for a moment. He was weighing his options, leaving and drowning himself in his own sorrows with the bottle. Or staying and risking his heart being torn apart again by the fact that this wasn’t good for either of them. He wasn’t a weak willed person by any means, but when her hand rested softly on his arm he knew there was no turning away.

“This has to be the last time, tomorrow I’m going to leave. I’m going to listen to my inner voice and do what’s best for the both of us. I don’t want to keep hurting and I don’t want to keep hurting you. This relationship isn’t good for us anymore. We’re not good for each other.”

But tonight I'm gonna give in one last time Rock you strong in these arms of mine Forget all the regrets that are bound to follow We're like fire and gasoline I’m no good for you you’re no good for me We only bring each other tears and sorrow But tonight, I'm gonna love you like there's no  “I know we aren’t.”

She softly sighed as she took his hand leading him upstairs to the bedroom where they had spent so many nights together. It was the scene for endless nights of loving and passion. But also countless disagreements and arguments. Tears of hurt and anger that seemed like an endless cycle. They weren’t good for each other and they both knew it.

Damian couldn’t help the shudder that went through him as he stepped inside, it had been two months since he’d been in here last. Two months of trying to forget the hold she held on him.

“I just need you to hold me tonight, it doesn’t have to be anything else.”

“Now we both know it’s going to end up being more, it always does.”

Climbing into bed Damian pulled her close to his chest; she still fit like a missing puzzle piece. Her head resting over his heart he knew this was a mistake. They weren’t good for each other, it was like a mix of fire and gas. The explosion that occurred after usually left a lot of damage.

Tomorrow, I'll be stronger I'm not gonna break down and call you up When my heart cries out for you And tomorrow, you won't believe it But when I pass your house I won't stop No matter how bad I want to 

She knew it wasn’t fair asking him to come here; they were both trying to heal but she couldn’t help herself. Damian was the one person in this world who knew everything about her and still loved her, well she wasn’t even sure of that anymore. It wasn’t just on her tho there had been countless times Damian would drive past her house in the past and no matter how many times he told himself not to stop he would.

She couldn’t help the tears welling up as Damian pressed a kiss to the top of her hair. This felt good, it felt familiar and right now she wouldn’t care if tomorrow never happened.

Baby, when we're good, you know we're great But there's too much bad for us to think That there's anything worth trying to save

Damian laid there listening to her steady breathing as he held her close, it would be so easy to just fall back into the same pattern. It wasn’t always bad there were periods of time where things would be going perfectly for them and he really thought they had a chance at happiness. But something always came along and there was just too much bad for them to try again.

He loved her more than he had ever loved someone before. But this needed to be the last time they both deserved better, a heart could only handle so much heartbreak before it stopped working.

Tomorrow, I'm gonna leave here I'm gonna let you go and walk away Like every day I said I would

When tomorrow finally arrived Damian pressed a kiss to her forehead, slipped from the bed and quietly went downstairs. Leaving her a small note he made his way out to his car, staring out the window at the house that held so many memories for him.

Pulling out of the driveway he gave one last glance, and then drove away without looking back. It may hurt terribly now, he may have regrets but tomorrow was a new day. A fresh start to the rest of his life.

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Too Much Pain For Too Long

Jason Todd X Wayne/Prince! Reader

Warnings: suggestive content, explicit language, childbirth and angst

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Arthur's notes! After Cadmus failed to control Superboy/Conner they clone H/N. Half of her DNA is from Wonder-woman and the other from Batman.

Roy disappears Jason has to find his best friend. Though he can't just leave his lover and unborn child.

Old Roy who didn't have a wife, who didn't have a baby girl would suddenly disappear but certainly not the Roy now. Jason knew his best friend needs him. He couldn't just leave his lover. She would be safer closer to the family but going to the Manor was too much for either of them. So Y/N stayed in a safe house in Gotham.

She sat in the restaurant alone eating her fries. She looks on her phone seeing a text from Jason. Jason wore his Red-hood uniform as he text her.

-still nothing on Roy's location only that the light is involved. I feel sick thinking about the shit their doing to my brother. Anyway.. How are you? You ok? How's the baby? -

-you're a good friend Jason don't forget that. I'm doing OK but pretty lonely to be honest -

She texted then him the pictures of the ultrasound of their baby and one full length with her standing on her side so he could get a good look at her bump.

He looks at the pictures his heart was a entire mix of emotion. He absolutely hated being away from her. From his girls. Though he was so happy to see the pictures.

"tell Y/N I said hi and I hope she's feeling OK" Donna said seeing the way Jason had that look he only had when he looked at Y/N.

Y/N sees his response her heart warming to shaking tears. She really did miss him.

-thanks for making me feel better love. She's gotten so big!! ❤️❤️❤️. I miss you both so much. Donna said hi-

-we miss you!! Tell Donna I said hi too and I'm doing OK-

When Jason was Robin he met H/N a clone of Batman and Wonder-Woman. A second cloning attempt by Cadmus but failed nonetheless. She was close to Jason's age. They became close friends. She lived with her mother while visiting her Father. There was no doubt Bruce and Diana noticed their closeness. Which was why she never stayed the night with her father. When Jason returned broken after dying.. she broke her father's demands to see him. Her relationship became ill with her parents when she left to join the outlaws. It wasn't until recent years her parents were now together and married. She couldn't bear to think to see them again.

The outlaws were Jason, Y/N, Roy and Donna. After Roy's ex lover passed he discovered he had a daughter whom he never knew. The Outlaws then officially retired. Jason and Y/N helped Roy and Donna settle into their new home. Lian became Y/N and Jason's God-daughter.

Y/N was unaware that her little brother was a few feet away from her. Damian was taken aback seeing his half-sister. She nearly gasps seeing her baby brother.

"hi Dami" she said

He sits down with a glare on his face "why didn't you tell me you're in Gotham? Or perhaps that I'm to be a uncle?"

"would you have told them?..."

"tt no.. Where's Jason?" Damian asked rather than anger his tone was worried.

"Roy disappeared. Jason left a few days ago to help find him"

"you've been alone..." Damian scoffed

"not anymore" she said.

2 days past Y/N's due date. Damian stayed with her as her contractions came and went. She blamed it on Braxton hicks because they hasn't been consistent.. Yet.

Inside the arrow cave. Jason helped Roy walk to the stretcher. Jason gently laid his friend down. Roy knew Ollie was going to lose his shit when saw him. Roy gripped Jason's arm letting out a heavy wince. They had found him after had had been taken by the light.

" calm down Red.. You're safe now pal" Jason assured his shaken friend

"where's my.. W-wife" he stuttered

"I'm right here" Donna softly said.

Donna cupped his face as her husband was groaning vigorously from his painful injures. The two tend to his injuries as Jason gets a phone call. He answers the phone.

"Dami is everything okay kid?"

"you must hurry!! Y/N is in labor!" Damian shouted

"what?! Is she at the hospital?" Jason's heart races as he feels he is about to shake.

"I'm in the ambulance with her--" Damian stammered as she screamed

"AHHHH!!" she screamed over the phone.

"get lost Jaybird.." Roy mumbled with a wince

"I've got him Jay. Go!" Donna said

Jason runs out the cave to the boom tube to Gotham "ok tell her I'm on my way!"

Damian stood in the waiting room alone. He was deeply worried for her. What if something happens? She's in so much pain. He feels absolutely helpless.

Bruce and Diana went to see their daughter and Jason, assuming he is with her. Too much time had gone by. They both wanted to see them and apologize for not approving of their relationship. Bruce sees the tire skids from a large vehicle. Diana feels her heart heavy, something felt dreadfully wrong. She called her daughter but the phone rings from inside. Bruce quickly opens the door to the safe house. Diana heart falls seeing the blood with a liquid substance on the floor along with a broken mug with milk on the floor.

"Bruce! There's blood!" Diana cried

His heart beating rapidly as he feels as terrified for his daughter's life. He looks throughout her apartment unable to find her. He searches for anything to give him signs of where his daughter is. He looks on the counter seeing the last phone call she dialed was 9-1-1. He then calls the hospital. Bruce and Diana stood in the women's and children's building of the hospital. Together they look through the glass mirror, in the cot seeing the little newborn baby girl. D/N D/M/N Todd. Bruce steps back looking down in guilt. So much fighting for no reason it seemed like now. Diana holds his hand.

"we have to be there for them my love. I can't not know my granddaughter"

"I know" he sighed kissing her hand. "it's my fault. I was so hard him, and Y/N. I already lost my son.. I didn't want to lose my daughter too.."

"there's still time" Diana assured "we both could have been more understanding and open but instead we became overprotective"

Bruce lightly shakes his head "I am terrible father"

"you were scared that's not being terrible that's being human" she snapped not allowing him to doubt himself.

Y/N was exhausted still sleeping while laying on the stretcher. Bruce stands by her bed. She has her hair in a messy bun, her previously sweat covered face was now cleaned, her breathing heavy from the intense pain she had endured. Diana sits on the chair inhaling sharply. Y/N began to stir in her sleep. Bruce takes a hospital cup that was already filled with water. She slowly opens her eyes groaning. Diana gently smiled to her.

"D-dad? M-mom?"

"are you feeling OK?" he asked

"been better... How did you two?"

She gently sat up. Bruce began pushing the button to let the bed lean up. Diana puts the straw to her lips letting her take a sip. Her labor was at latest 12 hours and had only ended 30 minutes ago.

"Damian told us that you were in Gotham" Bruce bluntly stated

"we came to check on you and saw... Saw that you needed us" Diana said tears in her eyes.

"I-I..." she sighed so much to say and yet she couldn't form the right words.

Diana touched her forehead.

"we know. We're so sorry" Diana immensely apologies crying

".. You're our daughter. Nothing will ever change that" Bruce said nearly in tears

Y/N began to cry. They accepted her and who she loved. Diana hugged her daughter. Bruce rubs her hair. Moments later Diana left to check on Damian and let him know everything was OK. Jason carried D/N to see her mommy. He opens the door seeing Bruce looking at him.

"B.." Jason said hoping a fight wouldn't break out between them.

"son.. May I hold her?" Bruce asked

"... Sure...."

He gave his daughter to Bruce wondering why he was here. He held her with a soft smile on his face. Jason looks to his lover who was smiling to him. He wasn't in the mood to ask for details over how Bruce knew they were here. Diana stepped in with Alfred, Dick, Barbara, Tim, Duke, Cassandra, Stephanie and Damian. Dami had called Grayson which led to everyone finding out. Y/N softly laughed at the amount of people in the room.

"ok guys wash your hands and one at a time"

Jason sits next to his lover letting her lay on his chest. "might as well get comfortable.. This'll take a while"

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Chapter nine ~ Hall of Fame

You woke up early in the day to start getting ready for reys ceremony, triple h and Stephanie had decided that they wanted the judgement day to walk out during the ceremony (I know Finn wasn't there to walk out with Rhea ,Dominik and Damian but I'm gonna act like he was). Although you all knew it was all fake you knew it was going to hurt dom to not be able to watch his dad in get inducted in person. You went to go get your hair done for the night and go get your makeup done before going to get your nails done  

*time skip*

When you arrived home you ran to your closet to hide your dress from Rhea because you didn't want her to see it until right before the ceremony , but you weren't going to see hers untill then either. Rhea wasn't back from getting her makeup done yet so you decided to call Becky who you had recently become a lot closer too after bonding with her over your shared miss of your homeland 

Y/n : 'hey becks' 

Becky : 'hey y/n what's up?' 

Y/n : 'so recently I've been thinking a lot about how much I love Rhea and how I want to spend the rest of my life with her' *you start tearing up* 

Becky : 'y/n don't start crying your makeup will be ruined' 

You take a minute to collect yourself before continuing talking 

Y/n : ' i can't imagine losing her for even a second without it breaking my heart' 

Becky : 'y/n what are you trying to say' 

Y/n : ' i want to marry her becks , I can't stop thinking about her , she is the love of my life' 

* Becky is now starting to tear up at this point* 

Y/n : 'becky i swear to god if you start crying' 

Becky : 'I'm not I swear y/n but I'm so happy for you I can't believe it' 

Rheas pov ; 

After getting my makeup done I was sitting in doms living room because that's where my dress is and the ceremony wasn't for another 6 hours so I decided to have a conversation with dom that had been weighing on me 'dom can we talk seriously for a minute' 'yeah of course Rhea' 'how did you know Marie was the one for you?' I ask 'I just knew , she fufills me in every way possible and makes me so happy , why?' 'I have been thinking recently and I love y/n so much , I can't go a day without her making me laugh and she makes me the happiest I have ever been , even though we aren't a couple that people expect but I can't imagine my life without her , she has changed my life so much I would do anything for her' 'Rhea what are you trying to say?' 'Dom I want to marry her , I had already been looking at rings but I genuinely want to' 

*time skip to dress reveal*  y/ns pov ; 

You and Rhea had decided ready in your closets because they were opposite eachother so when you walk out you will see eachother straight away , as you got ready to walk out you started imagining this on your wedding day , her seeing your dress for the first time when you quickly got snapped out of it by her shouting asking if you were ready , you shout back yes and both open your doors at the same time and walk to eachother 'Demi you look amazing' you say looking into her eyes 'y/n my love you look absolutely divine. 

*time skip to hall of fame after y'all had walked out* (also sorry about all the time skips) 

You , Rhea , dom , Finn and Damian were all behind the curtain watching the ceremony on a monitor when you could see the admiration on doms face with a hint of sadness . You reach out and grab his arm to give him some reassurance and tell him that his dad is so proud of how far he has come and he gives you a soft smile and  a thank you. Rhea wraps her arm around your waist and pulls you close to her while placing a soft kiss on your temple as you take in how gorgeous she looks.

*authors note* 

So it has been a hot second but here is chapter nine , it's only half the length it was going to be but I am absolutely wrecked so I am going to split it into two , but anyways how are y'all?

I hope you have an amazing day/night 🫶