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“Tim…what are you doing?”
Bruce complimented himself for not swearing, setting a bad example for two children at an age where they repeated everything their parents said, but hell, he was tempted.
He challenged everyone to remain calm when faced with their six-year-old son who had put his one-year-old brother in the dog cage and had put on one of his jackets.
Just…why?
“I'm the lion tamer,” the six-year-old declared, puffing out his chest. “And I'm training the lion cub.”
“The lion cub…Damian is not a lion cub.”
“He is fierce as one. And he bites.”
Yes, the younger one had a tendency to bite, especially him, Tim and Jason.
Miraculously, he was calm with Dick and Alfred. Barely a year, and he already had his preferences.
He ran a hand over his face, “You can't put your brother in a cage.”
“Why?”
“Because he is not an animal.”
“But are you really sure?”
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“Um… hi,” he greeted, stuttering. “Does your head hurt?”
“Yeah…a bit...”
“Do you feel like throwing up? Do you have coordination problems? Six…"
“Are you a mini doctor or something?” Robin asked him, trying to stand and nearly falling. Tim helped him, and thought to himself yes, definitely coordination problems.
“No, I spend a lot of time on the internet,” which was true, considering his photos had to go somewhere and his blog had hundreds of views.
Now who has a useless hobby, eh dad?
“How lucky…a dwarf with the hobby of looking for things on the internet. I will die."
“First of all, you won't die. Besides, I'm not a dwarf. I'm tall for my age."
"Oh yes? And how old are you?" Robin smiled at him, as if teasing Tim.
Tim puffed out his chest, “I'm nine!”
The vigilante looked at him strangely, "Are you sure? You're small."
“I'm not small!”
“No, my mistake. You're a little doctor who wanders around Gotham at night to treat vigilantes who end up in the garbage can,” the other said, then frowned, but you could see that the movement hurt him. “What is a nine-year-old doing out at this hour?”
“Um…birdwatching?”
“In Gotham?”
“Eh, there are interesting things around the Narrows… of course, when you don't risk ending up in Ivy's territory and stepping on one of her plants.”
“It seems like you do this a lot…”
Tim turned pale. Oh no, it was an interrogation tone. He recognized it right away because adults always used it to get information from him. Sometimes they did this at galas, believing that he would let the news of his parents' latest discovery slip before they could proceed with publication. Sometimes, they were nosy teachers who would call CPS if they had evidence that Tim's parents were rarely home.
“Oh no, not that often. Now if there are no problems, I should go..."
He was about to run away, when Nightwing dropped into the alley as well. That fooled Tim because if it was true that he was a fan of Robin, he adored Nightwing, especially because he knew who he was. Dick Grayson had always been his hero, and it may have started his obsession with heroes.
How do you act when you meet someone like that?
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A side story of THIS (fourth panel)
and the other story is HERE
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“A werewolf cub?!” Dick blurted out, surprised.
“Dickhead, it could be a real wolf!”
“A wolf here? In Gotham?”
“Okay, it seems unlikely put like that…but if another werewolf coughed up, how did it get here?”
"Good question…"
Bruce wasn't interested in talking now: he had to take the cub to the den and keep it safe.
So he went to a corner that he usually used to rest when he returned from his hunt, he lay down and began to clean up the new member of the pack and give him his scent, so that no one would have strange ideas of claiming something that was already he.
The cub had stopped wriggling, looking disconcerted by all the care, and oh, it made his heart ache.
Had the cub's parents never taken the time to be with him? Had they never cared for him and kept his enemies away from him?
It was unacceptable, and Bruce was increasingly sure that he had done the right thing by bringing him along.
He heard a chuckle, "Aww, it's adorable in a way."
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“Jason, anyone who knows you knows that you are not a coward. It took me months to decide what I wanted to do after returning. You'll see that you too will be able to understand it."
She made it easy. The Huntress had become her family. Jason couldn't feel at home anywhere.
He smiled sadly, "Too bad the Huntress don't allow men into their ranks, huh?"
She poked him in the chest, “I could ask the divine Artemis to turn you into a girl. It wouldn't be the first time she's done this."
“As tempting as it is, I am forced to refuse.”
Talia rolled her eyes, “Okay, you don't know if you want to go back to the military, which is legit since you've been in it since you were three. But what do you want to do?”
He hesitated. Here's the million dollar question.
He first thought he knew what he wanted: to reclaim what he had lost by living as a glorified child soldier, to grow up with Piper, get married, start a family and maybe train the next generations of heroes.
One thing he was doing at the moment, but even coaching the kids at Camp Half-Blood didn't make him happy.
Had he been brought back to life for this? To act as a mentor? Not that he despised his second chance (why give it to him though? Hadn't the gods finished with him?), but Chiron was already there to train the heroes.
At most he could be used as an example of what to do to not die. Was it enough to make him come back?
Seeing him lost in thought of her, Talia made a decision, "Well, let's go."
"Where?"
“To the arena. I'll make you get your head out of your ass by beating you.”
“You just want an excuse to kick me,” he retorted.
Talia stuck her tongue out at him, “What kind of big sister would I be if I didn't use every opportunity to remind my little brother who's boss?”
“Technically, I'm older than you now,” he reminded her.
“And technically our father is married, but that didn't stop him from having us.”
“Touché.”
"Si? Do you want to stay here all day or do you want to show me what the son of Jupiter is capable of?” she provoked him, pointing to the fatal flaw common to many children of Zeus: arrogance.
Jason wasn't particularly arrogant. He was perhaps too sure of himself, and if he was in the same room with Percy he had to prove which of the two was the better, but it was due to their respective fathers rather than a true inclination towards arrogance.
A little sparring, however, would do him good to not think about depressing things like his life.
“Okay,” he said finally. "Let's go."
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Unpopular opinion but literally not one person in the world should have their human rights violated
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The Riddler frowned, “Am I playing dirty? Do you know what it would be to play dirty? Have someone else answer my riddles, and if they get it wrong, Robin dies. That would be playing dirty.”
Slowly, a mischievous smile spread across the man's face, "Game I just decided to play. Since you care so much about your hero, I'm sure you won't back down from the chance to save him.”
Anyone in their right mind would have refused. Crap, Jason was ready to tell him to run, because he didn't want two people to die in that warehouse.
Too bad the boy wasn't in his right mind.
He raised his chin defiantly, and said, “I accept. And after I win, you'll have to apologize to Robin and tell him he's awesome."
The Riddler rolled his eyes, probably not believing that some random midget was up to his riddles.
Oh boy. He was wrong, he was very wrong.
“My life can last a few hours, what I produce devours me. Thin I am fast, thick I am slow and the wind scares me a lot. Who I am?"
The child snorted, “It's obvious…”
“Stop! Take your time kid. Otherwise…” and he pointed to Jason, still hanging upside down over a vat of acid.
"I know! That's why I don't want to waste time! The answer is the candle!”
The Riddler blinked, “Well…I guess it's luck. Solve this riddle for me. My father is a singer, my mother is a stutterer. My dress is white and my heart is gold. Who I am?"
"Easy! The egg."
The man broke out in a cold sweat, “What a smart boy we have here…riddle me a riddle. You only say hello if you are up, what is it?”
“The flag,” was the prompt reply. “Seriously, are you even trying?”
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I love this so much, and If anyone wrote it, pls send me the link
I also want to add this
When Luo Binghe discovers his memory loss, he plans to use it to his advantage to get closer to his ex Shizun and deal him the final hit: in this way, also Shen Shingqiu would know what it felt like to be betrayed by someone close to you.
Only, he didn't expect that he would start to like this new Shizun, nor that where once there was coldness, there was now a warm and compassionate look.
Too late he realizes that the man he hated is no longer there. Too bad he couldn't have known this before asking Sha Hualing for help with his ultimate plan to humiliate Shen Qingqiu.
(Finally, without the OOC restrictions, Shen Yuan can implement his plan and go monster hunting like he always wanted. And if it hurts that his favourite character hates him to the point of tarnishing his reputation so much that many lords want his death, well, that's him alone to know)
I was thinking about Austen AUs again, and the difficulty of shoving other characters into the roles of Austen characters when everything in Austen's stories is heavily dependent on background (social and class circumstances and etc.). I don't think I've read enough of Austen's work to have a fully comprehensive opinion on this, but...
At the moment, I think that the closest I could do for SVSSS is a "Persuasion" inspired Fusion AU. (I don't think SVSSS is easily suited to P&P at all.) I would keep it in a cultivation setting, albeit in a different version of the PIDW story, where Shen Yuan transmigrates into this novel AFTER Shen Jiu has already banished his student Luo Binghe (demon revelation probably) and burned that bridge. Everyone in Cang Qiong Mountain Sect thinks that Shen Qingqiu has amnesia and is being REALLY CAREFUL around him so that he doesn't go back to being a total asshole all the time.
Luo Binghe comes back to the cultivation world as a huge success, the new head disciple of Huan Hua Palace or something, here to make his former teacher look SO BAD. He intends to make Shen Qingqiu (SJ) seethe with hatred and jealousy, to snub his old teacher at every turn, and hopefully even sabotage SQQ's public standing. (He is HOPING that SQQ accuses him of being a demon, probably. He is so ready to fake his way through those tests and make SQQ look bad.)
Meanwhile, Shen Yuan is internally thrilled to see his favorite protagonist being so cool, and he's pretty sure that he can play this well enough to get through it without dying. What's a little public humiliation of the scum villain in exchange for being able to run off afterwards on monster-hunting adventures? (Actually, it hurts more than he was expecting, but it's fine! It's fine!) As soon as he gets rid of this OOC lock, he'll be sure to make it clear that he regrets "his" villainous actions and leave his sect in "shame".
Luo Binghe: "Wait, I'm snubbing you, I'm insulting you in public, I'm destroying your reputation, you're not meant to be happy for me. 😠 Stop that."
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Bruce: I like you
Clark: you... You like me??
Bruce: Yes. Please don't make me say it again
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Did Dick think it was bad to keep Jason in line?
Wait when Jason finds an ally in Tim Drake, three years younger, who equally detests the galas his parents force him to attend and quickly figures out one of Jason's schemes.
Dick has to spend the entire gala keeping two kids from burning the place to the ground, and he begins to understand Bruce more, which is never a good thing.
It's a relief when the Drakes don't show up at the next gala, but Jason finds a way to leave the gala and go to his friend, giving Dick a heart attack.
dick + jason being dragged to a gala with bruce except the whole time it's just dick trying to keep jason in line.
the flask full of cheap vodka jason tried to sneak in? dick's confiscated it within 5 minutes.
he tries signing old rich people up to a pyramid scheme which he is making up as he speaks? dick's interjecting to ask them about their kids (who he most definitely knows from talking to them at the last gala)
jason gets bored and starts seeing how much food he can take from the waiters before he gets told to stop? dick's slapping his hand away the second he notices
he starts complaining to dick about how the room is just full of "old people sucking each other off for being rich" and dick's nudging him and shushing him.
bruce comes up to the boys, in full bruce gala mode, asking them how they're enjoying the night, and dick has to quickly start talking before jason can blabber about how much he wants to go home.
at the end of the night everyone's just happy to leave, especially jason though, who swears he's never getting roped into attending another one again, and dick just mumbles "god i hope so" because he actually enjoys those events... when he's not babysitting jason.
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Hector: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.
Andromache: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.
Hector: I said within reason, Andromache. How about I murder that guy?
Andromache: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?
Hector: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?
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Hector, sweating: Andromache, there’s something I need to ask you-
Andromache: Finally! You’re proposing!
Hector: How’d you know?
Andromache: Hector, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.
Andromache: I even picked it up once.
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Dick raised an eyebrow, “A power point?”
The boy nodded, and quickly took a tablet out of his backpack and turned it on. He showed Dick the screen: in bright colors and with rather professional graphics (what were they teaching the children now?) In the center was the words GOTHAM NEEDS ROBIN MORE THAN BATMAN – A PRESENTATION OF TIMOTHY DRAKE.
“What the…” he stopped, remembering that in front of him was a very small and very impressionable child. So, trying to sound like a semi-adult, he asked, “It looks very nice, but why did you come to me to show it to me?”
“Because you're Robin, duh,” Timothy replied, giving the boy a heart attack.
Dick tried to laugh, “Thanks for the compliment. Robin is great and all, but I'm not him.”
“So how do you explain Robin being able to do a quadruple somersault? There are only three people in the world who can do this, two are in Europe, and the other is you.”
“Maybe Robin trained a lot and didn't register. It can happen,” he lied.
“How do you explain that since you came to New York, Robin is no longer seen on the streets of Gotham and a new vigilante has appeared?” Timothy pressed him.
“Maybe Robin is dead?”
“No, otherwise Batman would have destroyed the city.”
"Batman doesn't care about Robin," Dick spat, the underlying animosity kicking its way out.
Bruce had made it clear that he didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore by taking Robin away from him and not trying to contact him. Dick was just paying it back, really.
He didn't hurt. Not at all'.
“He cares! A lot! Since Robin has been around, he has become less reckless. He has become disciplined. Having Robin around gave him someone to collaborate with and depend on him. Besides…” he trailed off, and looked crestfallen, “This isn't how my presentation was supposed to go. I had prepared it better.”
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Consider: trans man Helenus
Also consider trans man Helenus and trans woman Cassandra
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"I am sorry. I'll try to do better."
“Start stopping calling me clone,” the boy said. "It's annoying."
“I will,” he promised. “But if we ever have another disagreement, don't fly away without telling me where you're going. “
“Don't be an idiot, and maybe I'll tell you where I'm going.”
“Hell yeah,” Jason laughed, and the other boy was smiling too.
“I see you've made some friends,” Clark tried to say.
“Did you think I couldn't do it?”
“No, um…”
“Well, not only have I made friends, but I have a bat of my own now. Fuck off.”
"Jason..." Bruce looked towards his son, knowing full well where Kon's new vocabulary came from. Jason just shrugged, not looking the least bit sorry. Clark instead said to Kon, "Ah, I'm glad you and Jason get along so well..."
“Jason? I was talking about Tim.”
“Who?”
“Um…me,” the other boy said, raising his hand shyly. “My name is Timothy…Tim Drake.”
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