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sanguineterrain · 8 months

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sunset anew | dick grayson

Summary: You're a little nervous to become the Mrs. Grayson. Luckily, your husband-to-be knows just what to say to soothe your worries.

Pairing: Dick Grayson x fem!reader

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings/tags: wedding, anxious reader, the batfam actually gets along, fluff!! (dick is my wife.)

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Contrary to popular belief, Gotham isn't a complete eyesore.

Sure, it's no vacation spot, and it's probably not the ideal place to settle down. But there are beautiful parts within the grunge.

Your wedding planner had shown you multiple locations, from Napa to the Bahamas. Bruce had insisted cost was no problem.

But that wasn't what made you choose Gotham.

Your forearms rest on the polished stone-top railing that surrounds the rooftop of the nicest hotel in the city. Thirty-two floors, all rented out for you.

You look down at the tiny cars and people below. Your heart swoops.

Your heels are in one hand. The sun crests the horizon; soon, yellow will melt into buttery orange and pink. It’s the first sunset you knew. The only sunset you know. And it’s the same one you saw the first time you met your almost-husband.

You'd come up here so you wouldn't miss it. Just this one time.

“Found her!”

You jump as the roof access door opens. Damian and Duke walk out. Duke gives you a warm smile.

"Jesus, you guys," you say, hand on your chest. “Way to scare a girl.”

“Sorry. You look really nice,” Duke says, smoothing his bowtie.

Damian crosses his arms, clearly unimpressed.

“Frightening you is the least of our concerns. We thought you’d run. Which would be understandable, considering the family you’re marrying into, but Father spent a lot renting the hotel. Plus, Grayson would’ve been inconsolable, and extremely annoying.”

“Dude,” Duke says, elbowing Damian. “Chill out. It’s not like she was actually going to leave him at the altar.” He squints at you. “Were you?”

“No! I wasn’t going to leave him at the altar, oh my God.”

Damian nods. “Good." He taps his watch and speaks into it. "Grayson, our work is done. Come to the roof.”

Duke gives you a wave and they wordlessly leave the way they came. You sigh and start to slip your heels back on. There’s some whispering at the bottom of the stairs, and Damian shouts “no!” before it’s silent.

You have one heel on when Dick emerges.

He’s unfairly handsome in his tux, hair somehow both neat and tousled. He also has what looks to be Damian’s tie wrapped around his eyes. You step out of your heel, unsure.

"Hey, sweetheart," he says, sounding genuinely apologetic. "Sorry about that. Didn't mean to scare you."

"It’s okay, baby. Why are you blindfolded?"

"Bad luck to see the bride, duh."

You can't help your idiotic grin at that. "I think it'll be fine, Gray. You didn’t have to take his tie.”

"Maybe you haven't met my family; we're not known for our good luck streaks.”

"I'm madly in love with you,” you say, feeling gooey.

Dick beams, and you nearly forget about the sunset altogether.

"I'm madly in love with you too."

You kiss him and he blindly returns it, following your lips even after you step back. You cluck your tongue and nudge him away. He obeys, though not without sliding his hand onto your waist and tugging you away from the roof. You follow because he's such a worrier.

Dick reaches for your hand and squeezes.

"You okay?" he asks.

"Yeah. Sorry I disappeared. I didn’t know the calvary would be sent after me.”

“Yeah, uh…” Dick rubs the back of his neck. “Sorry about that. Again. I got worried.”

The guilt sinks its claws deeper. You frown and touch his cheek.

“I would never leave you at the altar, Dick.”

“I know! I know that. They’re idiots; don’t listen to ‘em, whatever they said."

You cup his face with both hands and kiss him again. He squeezes your wrists and you can feel the relief rolling off him in waves, as much as he tries to hide it.

“Was my absence noticeable?” you ask.

"Just to us. Don’t worry about it. The Wayne family are professional crowd entertainers."

"I take it Bruce is doing card tricks?"

"Yep,” Dick says. “He’s pretty good too. Might retire the suit."

You laugh. "Sorry I'm missing it."

"Trust me, you'll get your fill soon."

“We can go down now,” you offer, even though you’re still waiting for that sunset.

He shakes his head. “There’s no rush.”

You smile and rest your head on Dick's shoulder. He accepts you instantly and wraps his arm around your waist.

"You feel really beautiful," he says.

"Charmer."

"I'm serious!"

"I know. That's why I'm so damn sweet on you, Gray."

"I've got a shot with you, then?" he asks.

"Oh, big time."

He nuzzles your neck. You breathe in his scent: wine from earlier, detergent, the hair gel he uses to effortlessly capture the bed head look.

"We didn't have to do this today, you know,” he says, voice vibrating through you.

You pick your head up in alarm.

"What're you talking about?"

"If-if you're getting cold feet, I mean," he adds. "Second thoughts. We can always reschedule."

"Dick, no, I'm not getting second thoughts. I want to marry you today. I will marry you, okay? We've been together for almost four years."

"So? You know how long Batman and Catwoman have been skirting around each other? We've all got a wager going. Including Alfred!"

You snort. "Okay, well, excuse me if I don't want your family to bet on how long it's going to take us to marry."

"Afraid that ship's sailed."

"Of course it has."

You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in. His arms drape over your hips. You trace the shape of his lips with your index, up his Cupid's bow and up the tip of his nose. Dick has such a lovely nose. You've always thought so.

“So who bet that I’d actually made a run for it?”

“That feels like a trick question,” he says.

“Jason?"

“Jason adores you, actually. He didn’t doubt your loyalty once.”

“Damian had his doubts."

“Damian's thirteen, he doesn’t know shit.”

You snort and kiss his cheek. “Well, I forgive him. He was protecting you, that’s all.”

"If it helps, everyone else was certain of your loyalty," Dick says, letting you paw at his face. “Myself included.”

"That does help, actually.”

Dick stops your hand in its journey and rests your palm on his cheek.

"What were you thinking about?" he asks quietly.

You stiffen a little. "Nothing. Just needed some air."

"You sure?"

You know what he's doing: feeling your pulse to see if it changes, listening to your breathing, watching if your shoulders tense. He's a detective first, and a damn good one.

You slump in defeat.

"What if I'm not… good at this? At being… us?”

"What?" Dick asks in disbelief. "What are you talking about? Of course you’ll be good at it. The real worry is me, babe. I mean, you're incredible. I'm the one who runs around in spandex at night."

"Gray, I'm serious," you say, resting your head on his heart. "All those people who’ve been watching us, waiting for the future Mrs. Grayson to slip up. I just—I can't help but wonder if it's prophetic. I wonder if maybe you deserve more."

"Hey. Now I can't predict the future. But even if I could, I don't believe there is a timeline out there where I could ever want or need anyone but you. And you're not alone in this, you know? I'm scared too. I'm terrified I'm putting you in danger. Of fucking up completely. But I also know that sometimes… we get good things, you know? It's not all doom and gloom. I mean, you being in my life is proof of that."

God, he always knows how to make your heart ache just right.

"I really want us to work," you whisper, clutching his suit coat. "I just don't wanna let you down, Gray."

"Baby," Dick says, curling around you. "Sweetheart, where did this come from? What makes you think that? You've never let me down, not once. I love you. It's okay if you feel like you don't know what you're doing, 'cause I don't know either."

You reach to untie the tie. Dick lightly grabs your hand, but you continue to tug anyway.

"Wait, babe—"

"Dick, it's okay. I want to see your eyes. Please?"

He lets you pull it off. He squints at the light, adjusting. Then his gaze drops to you and his lips part.

"Wow," Dick says, hands sliding up your arms.

You smile. "Like it? Selina helped me pick the dress, so it's all thanks to her."

"Fuck, baby. I wanna marry you right now. Screw everyone down there. Let's elope."

You laugh, combing back his hair with your fingertips and tucking loose strands behind his ears.

"Gray, you know we can't do that. What about Bruce? He'd be devastated and more than rightfully pissed."

He shrugs. "So what? I'm the favorite, I can get away with it."

"Well, what about Alfred? You'd break his heart."

Dick pauses, mulling that over. You kiss his chin.

"Damn it," he says. "You're right. I couldn't do that to him. He's arguably more excited about our wedding than we are."

"Mmhm. But I appreciate your attempt to be spontaneously romantic," you say, smiling.

Dick tugs you closer still, rubbing your back.

"I would elope," he says. "If you really wanted to. You could convince me to do just about anything. Even if it unleashed Alfie's wrath."

"Don't tell me that," you chide playfully. "You'll give a girl all sorts of notions."

"Oh, I'm counting on it."

Dick starts to kiss up your neck and you happily let him, eyes slipping closed. It's good, until—

THUMP!

You jump. Dick immediately pushes you behind him.

The roof access door swings out so hard it slams against the wall. Jason glares, bowtie already loosened.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You're gonna miss your own wedding, dumbass!" He nods at you. "Hey, future sis. Looking good."

"Thanks, Todd."

"Mm. Everything okay?"

You smile. "Everything's wonderful."

"Yeah, I'm okay too, thanks," Dick says, scowling.

"I know you're fine, idiot. Now come put a ring on it before Alfred hunts you down himself."

Jason turns on his heel, shaking his head. "Responsible one, my ass…"

You look at Dick, grinning.

"Seems like we should go do the marriage thing," you say.

"Seems like." He squeezes your hip. "Do you feel better?"

"Yeah, Gray. I do. Thanks. I love you."

"Love you too, baby. Let's go marry the hell out of each other."

The sunset has morphed into a violet night. But you don't mind that you missed it; you know there will be countless sunsets to come.

#dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x you #dick grayson x female!reader #dick grayson fanfiction #dick grayson fanfic #dick grayson imagine #batman fanfiction #nightwing x reader #nightwing x you #nightwing fanfiction

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fanficsdumpomg · 5 months

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John Dory Boyfriend Headcannons

*John Dory and y'all met during his brozone days, you were in a band that frequently opened for them. You both met during an afterparty and you hit it off.

*John Dory and you would constantly spend time after shows, you got closer to his brothers during this time as well and became like a big sister to baby Branch. However, as much as you cared about John Dory you never wanted to take your relationship to the next level for fear of crazy fans.

*Your relationship came to a head after the big brozone concert where John had wanted to perfect the perfect family harmony, you didn't hear from him after the show so you went back to his family's pod to discover they had all quit the band and left baby branch alone.

*Feeling angered and Sad at JD's disappearance and leaving his brother behind you decided to help Rosiepuff take care of Baby Branch. After Rosiepuff's death, you however became like a parent to to branch.

*In the years that followed Branch had grown out of his shell and met his bff now girlfriend Poppy who helped him become a better person. You couldn't be more proud of him but where did this leave you? You spent so long taking care of him what were you going to do now?

*These feelings continued to build but you pushed it down with hobbies, these feelings exploded however on the day of Bridget and Gristle's wedding an unexpected guest appeared.

*JD was back and you were pissed not only for leaving you without a single word but only now showing up when he needed something from his brother.

"Y/N, I'm sorry...I was so young and angry I didn't give anything else a second thought but I have never stopped loving you."

*You didn't accept his apology and wanted nothing more to do with him but when Branch had agreed to go on the rescue mission to save Floyd you immediately wanted to go feeling that motherly instinct to protect Branch Arrise again. Also, you could take care of cute little Tiny diamond who had managed to sneak his way on Rhonda so this was a win-win for you.

*Getting in Rhonda, y'all set off to find Spruce and came across Vacay Isle; where a spruce turned Bruce now worked with his wife and family. After some convincing you guys managed to get Bruce to come along but not before performing to show/prove to his kids that yes, he was in a band.

*During the performance you were glad to see how happy Branch was with his brothers again and when he pulled Poppy on stage, John Dory pulled you up on stage as well where y'all performed the last verse of the song.

"I forgot how fun it was to perform with everyone... especially you <3."

*Okay, JD still has the band charm you see; but it will not work on you you tell yourself no matter how much you blush.

*Moving on with Bruce, you were well on your way to collect Clay and on the way over you were finally civil enough that you and JD could have a talk about what the two of you had been doing the last 15+ years. You told John all about how you cared for Branch at that time (which John thanked you for) and John Dory talked about his time hiking the Neverglade trail.

"Sounds...interesting to say the least, you'll have to bring me on your next adventure JD." you said smiling resting a hand on his.

*You had finally reached Clay after Branch's brilliant yet gross plan to have Rhonda track Clay with his old Funder Underwear.

*Arriving at the abandoned gold course you meet Clay and Viva the leader of the putt-putt trolls and as it would turn out Poppy's long-lost sister.

*After Viva and Poppy went off to reconnect, Clay informed you of her tragic backstory on how she was separated from King Peppy and Poppy during the night of the troll escape. Clay also let you know that Viva is very protective over the trolls she protects here so unfortunately you would have to leave Poppy behind if you all wanted to get a move on to get to MT. Rageous.

*Unfortunately, Viva did discover y'all as you were about to leave and shut the gates effectively trapping you inside. You were however able to escape with Poppy due to Clay opening the gate again but left behind a broken-hearted Viva.

*Now you were on you were way to Mt. Rageous and the gang + poppy decided to have a little practice session which in your opinion was going very well until John Dory stopped it claiming it wasn't perfect enough. Feeling frustrated everyone lashed out and him especially Branch who was disappointed when he learned that his brothers planned to split up once again after they saved Floyd. He stormed out of Rhonda with a distraught Poppy following behind him

*You were incredibly angry not Just at John Dory this time but at the rest of them, how could they be so insensitive towards their little brother.

"You know what John Dory, you have hurt your little brother and me for the last time. You better hope when we get to MT. Rageous that he is okay 'cause I will end you!" And with that, you stormed off towards the back of Rhonda.

*And you stayed at the back of Rhonda till MT. Rageous where you were kidnapped by Velvet and Veneer. Velvet and Veneer had no use for you so they threw you for draining purposes but Velvet thought it might be cute to use you as a little good luck charm and captured you in one of her diamond earrings. Poppy and Branch confronted the two of them at the entrance to the rage dome and outed them as liars/frauds which prompted their roadshow in their car.

*Horrified you watched the brothers get drained as Branch, Poppy, and Tiny Diamond raced to save you on the MT. Rageous freeway. They eventually got aided by Bridget, Gristle, and Viva and managed to corner the Popstars on a boat.

*The fight was tough and they managed to free John Dory, Clay, Bruce, and You but not Floyd. And in one last attempt, the seven of you performed hoping to achieve the perfect family harmony. It worked and you were able to save Floyd at last, shattering the diamond prisons that trapped both you and the brothers.

"John Dory...getting kidnapped made me realize that I have never stopped loving you no matter how big-headed and stupid you are. The time we spent together these last few days has made me realize that you are still the silly goofy boy I fell in love with all those years ago." You said smiling.

"I love you too, Y/N!" he shouted with a grin pulling you into a kiss.

#trolls x reader #trolls john dory #trolls john dory x reader

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bluemoonwolf17 · 6 months

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Lucifer damn! I have gone down a rabbit hole of DP x DC Au's, and no. I'm not mad about this! (OK, that's a tiny lie. I have three docs of TFP fandom that I need to finish) But anyway, I've had this idea, and yes, imma type it out since I have nothin' better to do anyway.

Also, this was loosely inspired by this amazin' writer Space-Dreams-World

And this is the thin' that inspired my dumbass to write Here!

Oh, and before I forget, I don't precisely remember how the comics go, so I'll probably just pull stuff outta my ass and call it a day (But hey, that's what Au's are for), but if it bothers you sorry, there's waaaay too much Batman lore and don't get me started on the Re-boots!

(I hope I didn't butcher your original idea too much, but I did say your writings loosely inspired this!)

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Danny, after comin' out to his parents that he's Phantom, didn't go too hot, but hey! he has multiple plans! He just didn't want to use this one...After all, who wants to live in a new dimension? He's also glad that he waited until he turned twenty-one so that he could actually leave.

Thanks to Sam siphonin' money outta her parent's money for him for years and Tucker makin' a new identity for him, a bonus is that if he went to a different dimension, it still worked!

In the end, it's better than bein' on a table in the GIW labs after his Mom turned him to said government, But it's actually not that bad. He met a cool guy named Thomas Wayne, who is really chill (Also not bad-lookin). He's been In this world for probably three years now.

He met Thomas a couple of months after he dropped into this world and set up his new name, Daniel (Danny) Nightingale. He even met his wife, Martha Wayne, And he moved into their place two years ago after he had a break-in. And it's been goin' great at this point. He's probably bein' healed hostage by both Waynes and Alfred. He's cool with it, tho!

They were even cool with him bein' a half-ghost and the King of the infinite realms, and why they found out? It was Skulker's fault. I mean, come on, who comes in at dinner and claims that he wants your pelt on his wall...Oh, wait! Skullker did. Yeah, it wasn't fun explainin' that it's just how he greets Danny after all these years and that he just wanted to have a friendly spar.

Then, one day, the Waynes learned somethin' that broke Danny's heart. Martha and Thomas were havin' a hard time gettin' pregnant they later learned that it was because Thomas was infertile.

One day, Both Martha and Thomas asked him a favor. They asked if he would be okay with helpin' them get pregnant. He's not gonna lie. It was a shocker, but he understands that he does look like Thomas a bit, and people have even called them brothers.

It also helped him out when he told them that he didn't mind helpin' them out, and since they were on the topic, he said to them that he had a little crush on both of them. They both blushed red as a tomato and told him they felt the same. They didn't really understand how it worked.

Yes, he did explain that more than one person could be in a relationship that it was called Polyamory and that he has experience with it. He dated a girl and a guy simultaneously before leaving his universe, and it worked out in the end. He started to date both of the Waynes, and Martha got pregnant with a baby boy!

All three of them were over the moon with that news, and after baby Bruce was born, both Thomas and Martha decided that he was a Wayne now, so officially, he's now Danny Nightingale-Wayne, but to outsiders, he's still just Nightingale.

Even then, the only person who knows is Alfred. When Bruce was learnin' to talk and ended up callin' him Da, he told them he was fine just bein' Bruce's Godfather or uncle. That didn't go well, so Danny is Pa, and Thomas is Dad.

Bruce didn't understand why he couldn't call Danny Pa out in public or around friends until Danny sat him down and explained that it was a secret that he was his Pa and to the world, he was just his Godfather and if anyone knew that he's was his Pa it could be bad for the family.

After the talk, Danny somewhat made a game out of it that Bruce was a super secret spy and that it was his job to protect the family (I haven't really thought of this, but I thought it would be cute) And Bruce did keep it a secret until his Mom and Dad where killed.

Danny was supposed to go with them to the movies until the Observants demanded that he return to the infinite realms for a council meetin'. While Danny was tryin' not to freeze every observant in the room for bein' straight up annoyin', he heard Bruce scream for his Mom and Dad. He then listened to his pained hiccups for his Pa to come and help them.

Danny froze. The room he was in got much colder as his core demanded him to protect his son, and he was also cryin' for his lover's death. Ice shards spread out in the room, makin' the occupants yell out in shock at what their King had done. Danny then stood up, and with a protective/pained growl, he tore open a portal and went to his son, leavin' the room in chaos.

He couldn't stop the pained whimpers from his mouth when he got there. His son, his little Galaxy, was cryin' over his parent's bodies. Danny's brightest Nebulas, his lifeline after he left his old home, was dead. Without a second thought, Danny de-transformed and quickly grabbed Bruce and held him close.

Bruce quickly grabbed onto his Pa and bawled his eyes out, sayin' how he was sorry that he couldn't save them, how he tried to protect them, how his shield failed, and that he couldn't heal them as Danny taught him.

(I think Bruce, while not bein' as ghostly as Danny, still could do more than the average liminal could. He would have a small ghost core. So he could technically make shields, and I like to think that Danny learned how to push his rapid healin' onto others and started to teach Bruce when he started to show signs of bein' a bit ghostly)

Danny shushed him and told him that he tried his best and that was all that mattered while havin' tears drip down his face. That was how the police found the two Danny sittin' on his knees while huggin' the cryin' Bruce into his chest, tryin' to hide the poor boy from the world.

Most people did accuse Danny of killin' the two until Bruce screamed at them, sayin' that his Godfather loved his parents and that he would rather hurt himself than harm his parents. Alfred also spoke up, sayin' that Danny has never tried to harm the Waynes and even pushed them out of the way if anythin' harmful ever came close to the family.

They dropped the accusation a week later after the police did indeed find out that Danny was nowhere near the scene of the crime, that he was at the airport gettin' back from somewhere, and that the only reason why Danny found them was because Thomas sent him an SOS and their location. (He's grateful that Tucker taught him how to hack)

After everythin' calmed down and Danny had full custody of Bruce, he spent most of his time in the manor with Bruce and Alfred, only goin' to the realms if he absolutely had to, and he started to teach Bruce more about his ghostly side per Bruce's request.

Bruce took more to the sneaky part of the ghost side. Danny also suspected that Bruce might have a shadow core or somethin' related to darkness. Bruce did have fun. He Bruce would try and sneak up on his Pa and Alfred. Danny suspected Alfred knew when Bruce was around and tryin' to get a drop on him. It wouldn't surprise Danny if it were true.

Everythin' was as normal as could be...Until Bruce went missin', Danny almost destroyed the manor with ice. Alfred did manage to calm him down after a while. Danny was heartbroken that he couldn't find anythin' for him or Alfred, but he could tell that Bruce was fine.

About a week after Bruce disappeared, he had no choice but to go back to the infinite realms for short to long periods of time as the Obervents demanded since his son disappeared and since Danny knew that he was safe somewhere in the dimension.

Yeah, he wasn't really pleased with that demand, but then again, messin' with those floatin' eyeballs bastards is good, but messin' with them durin' a meetin'? Even better, and hey, at least he got his frustration out.

At this point, it was probably a good couple of years since Bruce disappeared, and he did have a lot of fun pissin' off the Observents durin' one of the Obervent's "informative" meetings when he felt a pull on his core. Oh? A summon? It's been ages since the last.

When he let himself get pulled toward his "summoner" (and probably pissin' off the eyeball bastards even more), he found himself in a room with a summonin' circle under him, one that he noted didn't bind him just summoned him. He looked around the room and noticed that it had windows that showed space.

Before he would let himself delve into one of his obsessions, he looked down and almost groaned out when he saw a blond man with a trench coat. Great...John Constantine, the man who sold his soul to every damn thin' in the infinite realms, has summoned him? Mann, he already has 75% of his soul.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to say somethin' whitty towards the man, he felt somethin'. He felt his core try and pull him towards somethin'. Danny moved his eyes from the blondie and saw somethin' black move more into the shadows.

Danny narrowed his eyes. That action was so familiar to Danny. He then raised his hand and snapped his finger, lightin' up the room he was in with green flames. He heard some alarmed shouts and a curse from the blondie, but he paid no attention to them. His eyes were on the man in the black cowl.

The man noticeably stiffened, and a sheepish smile spread on his face. What? It couldn't be. Danny floated down to the ground and walked over to the man. He could tell that the man was fidgetin' more the closer he got to him until Danny stood before him. The man was a bit shorter than him, but then again, he was 8 feet tall in this form and 7 feet in his human one.

He could feel the emotions comin' off of him: anxiety, family, and happiness. Danny felt his eyes whidden and a lump in his throat form it was! He felt water buildin' up in the corners of his eyes. He then spoke out two words he thought he might never hear again.

"Little Galaxy?" he crocked out. The man stiffened for a second, then relaxed. "Yeah, it's me, Pa," Bruse said with a smile, his voice crackin' a little. Oh, ancients! His son! he found his son, his little Galaxy.

Danny fell to his knees, grabbed Bruce, and hugged him just like he would when Bruce was younger. Bruce quickly wrapped his arms around Danny and curled into his chest.

"Oh, my little Galaxy! Where have you been!? And why in the realms would you just disappear like that! You gave me and Mister A a heart attack!" Danny scolded.

He could feel the guilt off of Bruce in waves. "I'm sorry, Pa, I just-" Danny sighed when Bruce couldn't finish his sentence. Danny understood he wanted to get revenge for his Mom and Dad. He truly understood. After all, he tried to find the person but never could finish findin' them before the council called on him.

Danny was about to speak before a throat clearin' got his attention. He looked over to the sound and saw a woman. By the looks of it, she was an Amazonian, and right next to her was a man with an S on his chest, a Kryptonian? They looked calm, but he could see the subtle way they held themselves. They were goin' to attack if they saw him as a threat.

Danny smiled. It seemed that Bruce got himself some good friends...? that's not the correct term, so he looked a bit closer at the two. He then promptly lost his shit. His laugh startled everyone. When he finally calmed down, he turned to his son, wiggled his eyebrows, and tilted his head towards the two somewhat behind him.

Bruce coughed into his fist, and Danny would bet that he was blushing from the tip of his ears down to his neck. Subtley nodded his head. Danny snorted, then stood up and brought Bruce to his side. Yeah, he's not lettin' his son go any time soon, thank you very much! "Ahem, please forgive my rudeness." Danny tilted his head down a bit towards the two.

Blondie decided to speak up. "What in the blood hell?" Danny snorted at the man. "Ah, again, forgive. I haven't seen this kid in a while," he said to the room.

Bruce coughed into his hand. Everyone turned their heads towards him, "Justice League, If I may, this is Phantom or, as I like to call him, Pa." Danny tried not to laugh. Bruce seemed a little troublemaker even though he was all grown up.

Everyone in the room froze until the Kryptonian spoke up. "Batman, what the hell? I thought that...." he questioned, then trailed off at the end. Danny snorted Batman? Oh, he's totally bringin' that up soon, but first...

Danny put a hand to his core and fanned hurt. "Oh, the pain! My son never told his friends about me? I'm betrayed!" he floated onto his back, playin' hurt.

The woman snorted into her hand, and Bruce groaned quietly. "Oh, this makes so much sense now," Constantine muttered. While still on his back, Danny raised an eyebrow and then looked toward Bruce. The Man subtly tilted his head to show that he also had no clue what the man in the trench coat meant.

"What is the supposed to mean, Constantine?" the Amazonian woman spoke to the man.

Blondie just sighed and took a flask out of his pocket and took a large gulp, then spoke, "I thought that you could tell Bats has more... Supernatural tendencies, so it makes sense if Bats grew up around the King of ghosts." he told the League "I'm just more curious how he met him" Constantine sighed.

"How he/I met him/me? We met when I/he was born!" Danny and Bruse spoke at once.

Constantine spat his drink out. "Wait, what!?... Y'know what, never mind, So KIng Phantom knew Bat's parents then when he was born became a liminal, " Constantine muttered. Danny then righted himself and wrapped his arm around Bruce once more.

"Actually, you're wrong, Galxay here is part ghost!" Danny informed the League with a Smile, Showin' too much inhuman teeth. After some silence, the woman spoke up. "If I may, what does that mean, your Highness?" she spoke calmly.

"Ah, please just call me Phantom! It also means that Galaxy is 3/4 Part ghost? Maybe a bit more? He does feel a bit different than the last time I saw him, but then again, his core was still growin'," he said, trailin’ off at the end.

Constantine threw his hands up in the air and then froze. He slowly looked at the two. "Wait...Bats, does that mean that Phantom is your Birth father?" Constantine asked with his hands twitchin' like they wanted to grab somethin'.

Every head turned towards Batman and Danny, and the two looked at each other and then at the Leauge, "Yes," they spoke as one. "HOW!?" most of the League shouted. Danny shrugged. "Eh, this was before I dated' both his parents. We learned his other Dad was infertile, and that was sort of the openin' that we needed to explain that we three liked each other. Ultimately, it worked out fine, so a win is a win!".

The League turned their heads to Batman and said the man nodded yes, that what came out of the ghost King's mouth was true.

That day, the Justice League was out of order and needed a proper reboot, and yes, Danny did indeed have the time of his un-dead life. Afterward, he even got to meet his son's lovers.

While the four were together, Danny brought up that poly and vigilantism must run in the family or somethin' so off-handedly that it had Clark and Diana laughin'. Bruce just grumbled at his Pa.

After that shit show of a reunion, Bruce took Danny back to the manor. He caught up with Alfred, and they made a plan that would remind Bruce that if he ever disappeared again and scared the shit out of them again, he was goin' to regret it. Bruce havin' no clue as to what they were talkin' about and frankly didn't want to know promised himself never to piss off his two parents again.

(Bruce still sees Alfred as a father figure. Danny did an excellent job bein' home every day, but sometimes the Observents won in their crusade.

They demanded that Danny be present in their meetings at least once a week, and of course, they could and would go on for days about their topic, even if it was a stupid one, just to keep him there.

And if some of them got put on ice just by suggestin' that he left his son to the mortals to be raised, it was no one's business but Danny's.)

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Okay, so this was supposed to be a bit longer, and it would have Danny meetin' Dick and then later Jason, but I decided to split it in half-ish, and if the people want to see the rest of my crappy writin', then I might share it.

I also mainly wanted to get this out and see how it went cause I am very happy with how most of this turned out. I am also runnin' out of motivation so~ but hey, I hoped you liked it!

Part 2 to this shit show!

#danny phantom #batman #bruce wayne #the justice league #ghost king danny #Danny is Bruce's Dad #I Have No Idea What I'm Doing #dpxdc #dc x dp #crossover #Haha I'm tired :)#I have Another Half-ish Of This

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Morning Songs and Surprises (a Trolls fanfic)

Summary: As the Main 7 gather, Branch and Poppy turn out to be missing... where are they?

A/N: An idea for how part 4 might start :3

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Whenever there were Trolls, and a good mood in the air, there was always bound to be a song.

And, sure enough, there was.

Having just arrived from her home in Putt Putt Village, Viva prancing excitedly throughout Pop Village, appreciating the fresh, fun-filled atmosphere that her hometown provided that morning. Clay - her right-hand man and best friend - was right by her side, just as excited as she was, and joined in with the song she was singing.

“I got a feeling,

That tonight’s gonna be a good night,

That tonight’s gonna be a good, good night,

I got a feeling!”

It wasn’t long before they saw the long, distinctive purple hair of Clay’s older brother, Bruce. The Troll grooved his way into their path and also offered a tune.

“Oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah

I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no

I get a good feeling, yeah!”

He beamed when he saw his younger bro. “Yo, Clay!”

“Yo, Bruce!”

The brothers greeted each other with a series of fistbumps and claps that they so loved to do. “How’ve you been, man?” Clay asked.

“Oh, you know,” Bruce said. “It’s an islander’s life for me! Wife and kids are good, looking forward to seeing their Uncle Clay again,” he chuckled. Then, in a lower voice, he asked, “Any progress between the two of you?” He gestured to Viva behind his lime-green-haired brother.

“Bruce! I told you not to mention that!” he hissed urgently.

“Progress with what?” Viva asked curiously.

Clay blushed. “Nothing! Oh, hey, look, there’s John Dory!”

He was right. John Dory was impossible to miss. Not only did he drive around in an enormous, friendly caterbus named Rhonda, but he himself had a very boisterous personality.

“Wake me up before you go-go

'Cause I'm not planning on going solo,” he sang, “Wake me up before you go-go, ah, Take me dancing tonight, I wanna hit that high, yeah, yeah!!”

In his typical, physical manner, he swept his bros in for hugs, noogying their purple and lime-green heads.

“Hey, man, go easy on the hair!” Clay groaned after he was released.

John Dory glanced at the mop of messy locks and huffed. “Hmph! It’s not like it’ll matter anyway.”

Viva was ecstatic. “We’re almost all here!” she said, after doing a brief headcount to herself. “I think we’re missing - “

“Floyd!” the bros suddenly cried, seeing the serene, magenta-haired Troll gracefully glide over to them, his voice sweet and soothing when he sang.

“My youth, my youth is yours

A truth so loud you can't ignore

My youth, my youth, my youth

My youth is yours….”

“Yay!” Viva shouted, giving him his greeting hug. “Now, that just leaves Branch and Poppy! Have you seen them, Floyd?”

“Actually, no,” Floyd admitted.

“No? Bro, I thought you were roomies!” John Dory said, remembering how Floyd had shacked up with Branch in his bunker after the entire ordeal in Mount Rageous was over.

The Troll shrugged. “I guess he must have left before I woke up.”

“Oh,” Viva said, wondering what to do from here. She grinned when she saw a certain sparkly baby bounce by, rapping a song.

“Every time you see me

That Tiny’s just so hype

I'm dope on the floor

And I'm magic on the mic

Now, why would I ever

Stop doing this?

With others making records

That just don't hit!”

“Tiny Diamond!” the Putt Putt Queen gushed. “Have you seen my sis and their bro?”

“Oh, you mean Uncle Branch and Auntie Poppy?” he asked, nodding his head. “I sure as heck did! I think they went off, um, this way! Come on!” He waved his glittery hand for her and the bros to follow. They scurried along behind him, and came across some bushes.

“I think it was just behind here!” he said, parting the leaves and calling out. “Hey, Uncle Branch! Aunt Poppy! Your siblings are here to see youEEEWWWWWW!” Tiny Diamond cut himself off, grossed out. “Cover your eyes, people! Cover your EYES!!”

Viva, Clay, Bruce, John Dory, and Clay all saw the reason why Tiny had reacted so, because what he had unveiled was indeed Poppy and Branch - and they were kissing!

“Oh!” Floyd blushed, and looked away to give them some space.

“WhoaHO!” John Dory exclaimed, grinning broadly.

“WOW!” Viva squealed, delighted to see her sister and her boyfriend so in love.

“Nice,” Bruce and Clay said at the same time, fistbumping again.

“What's wrong with y'all? This is gross!” Tiny grumbled, and then to Poppy and Branch said, “Get a room!”

“Oh, hi guys!” Poppy greeted, her cheeks notably pinker than the rest of her.

Branch was not so cheerful as his girlfriend at having his romantic makeout session interrupted.

“Come on, guys… haven’t you ever heard of privacy?!”

__________________________________________ A/N: Songs used are "I Got a Feeling" by the Black Eyed Peas, "Good Feeling" by FloRida, "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go" by Wham!, "YOUTH" by Troye Sivan, and "Can't Touch This" by MC Hammer :)

#trolls #broppy #branch trolls #poppy trolls #viva trolls #john dory #spruce trolls #clay trolls #floyd trolls #brozone #dreamworks #fanfiction #kittyball writes #brodacious fanfiction

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My favorite details/moments from Trolls Band Together because I have a problem.

Lemme just get this out of the way and say the soundtrack is a certified banger oh my god.

When brozone tries and hits the perfect family harmony the first time the colors that they get outlined in are all separate, the three colors don't blend at all.

Just Floyd comforting Branch....😭 😭

Branch's little hops when him and Floyd were talking about the bunker WAHHHH.

The real emotions of Branch missing his brothers while simultaneously not wanting to see them like???

"There goes my back" when JD was throwing Branch LMAOO.

The entire design of Mount Rageous is so whimsical and gorgeous I'm in love.

When the whole screen shakes when JD hits the counter eh oh el.

"If there was a brother I'd do this for...I'd be Floyd" WAHHHH.

The old MTV style music video Watch Me Work has.

Floyd singing with the posters of brozone floating around 😭

"Tiny, Poppy, Branch, and this random dude" I SPIT OUT MY DRINK LMAO.

"Are you a narc?" OH I LOST IT IM SO DEAD.

All of Branch's old hairstyles being references to Justin Timberlake's real hairstyles.

"Poppy seed" awwwww.

Branch's little "yay" is so cute.

The ongoing ring pop joke is actually so funny I'm sorry.

The way Bruce and JD just throw Branch on command.

Bruce still being considered the heart throb even though he's got a dad bod, a wife, and children 😭

THE BLEEPED OUT CURSE WORD I WAS IN TEARS.

The amount of songs they fit into Brozone's back is actually impressive, and the way they mesh so well together??? Legitness.

"That's not an idea, those are shoulder pads" I just can't...

When Floyd's hair started turning white and he was going transparent....WAHHH 😭 😭 WHEN I GET YOU VELVET AND VEENER WHEN I GET YOU......(But also the details to show how fast his health was declining? Someone cooked)

Branch's iconic clue board.

Bruce holding tiny diamond since he's also a dad.

Branch trying to be brave and talk to the clown but as soon as Viva came at him he backed up. That's such a real response I love is so much??

Clay's hair being green? Which kinda hints that JD or someone made him dye his hair yellow when he was younger.

Viva calling Clay "Mr. Clay" is actually the cutest thing everrr

Clay and Bruce's handshake, I also kinda like that it implies that they were really close, kinda like how Branch and Floyd were close. I think it really separates JD from them.

Also everyone's reaction to JD being super cold while everyone fawns over Branch.

Clay's so smart 😭 (and autistic) I love him so much.

All the brothers cute dancing in It Takes Two ❤️

The very real response of Viva not wanting to talk about her trauma and also not wanting Poppy to leave.

"I don't wanna lose my brother either" I feel like no one talks about how brave Clay is. He's in the same boat as Viva, he thinks Bergens still attack trolls, and he's going out into the world for the first time in who knows how's long. Just because he wants to help save Floyd, like that's so sweet???

Floyd's dead face was way funnier than it should've been.

"I thought ghosts just floated away" the delivery on this line is unmatched.

Floyd speaking one younger brother to Veener was so 😭, especially cause you know he felt like Veener did when Brozone was still active (on a lesser degree ofc) I can't.

We don't talk enough about how fire all of the choreos are, like they got professional dancers to make these dances, AND YOU CAN TELL OML.

JD's need for perfection constantly getting in the way of the greatness they all could achieve.

Branch being the voice for all younger siblings out there who will never be respected by their families hit me. But I also think there's something to say about the JD's of the world. The older siblings they took charge because they felt they had to. All parties end up getting hurt.

Also Branch actually wanting them to be a family so sweet. It really embodies the naive hope of wanting to stay together that youngest children have, but it's not unattainable. You can still be close with your siblings into adulthood, no matter how much time has passed, and that's what this movie represents as it's core.

"I didn't think we'd both find ourselves tied up on this honeymoon" WHATTTTT.

BRANCH AND FLOYD HUGGING THROUGH THE GLASS WAHHHHHHHH. Also Floyd being the only brother to respect that's he's grown....I just love them so much 😭

The whole interaction of all the brothers reuniting while in the diamonds is so funny for no reason lol.

Viva understanding she was wrong and striving to do better for her sister >>>

BRO THE ENTIRE CLIMAX IS SO GOOD??? THE TENSION?? THE MUSIC??? IT'S JUST PERFECTION. THE SONGS CHOICES WERE SO GOOD, AND THE WAY THEY REARRANGED WATCH ME WORK TO BE SO INTENSE IS BRILLIANT. THE SONG JUST KEEPS BUILDING AND THE STAKES GET HIGHER, IT'S WAY TO GOOD.

"Actually I've got two really brave sisters" When the message of this movie is that found family and blood family are just as important as each other, and that no matter what you get to pick who your family is >>> 😭

When Clay falls hard while in the diamond, Bruce and JD immediately check on him, meanwhile he's just focused on Floyd. The older brotherism... 😭

The message of this movie also being that perfection isn't important, but rather balance, harmony, and communication are key. ❤️

The acapella opening of Better Place....just.....wow.....

Clay's adlibs eating everyone up??? Kid Cudi I was not familiar with your game hold on.....

When they hit the perfect family harmony all their colors start mixing, showing their respect for individualism and also for the group.

The way Floyd eyes light up when they're all singing is just 😭

Branch building the bunker for all of them 💔, Floyd remembering the waterslide, all of them hugging?? Just peak filmmaking idk.

"Jail it is" also apparently someone did the math and in our world the twins would get over 6 life sentences for their crimes hello???

All of the boyband references are so funny idc.

Clay being excited to get to know Branch 😭 also JD reading a book in the back that presumably Clay recommended him?? That's so cute? He's really trying y'all, they're all trying, and that just warms my heart 😭

*NSYNC making their first song in over 20 years for this movie is actually the craziest thing ever I'm obsessed. Also they all designed their little trolls which I think is so cute.

The last songs....just bangers....I can't even, I sound like a broken record, why is every song in this movie so good.

Fav adlibs speedrun (from the last two songs): Floyd little "yeah yeah", Clay's "dohhh, ohhh," one of the nsync members "show the wayyy", Bruce's "so excited", Branch's "ohh" & "ayeee"

The layering when they all sing together is too good. It sounds so gorgeous and if you listen closely you can hear each persons vocals.

Also I just need to talk about the music production and mixing for a second. This movie has three version of Better Place, all of which are unique. The main one is the NSYNC version, which is notable for it's little rap section. The Family Harmony version use's the intro/pre-chorus as the main part of the song. It also lets the song slowly built, and adds instrumentals as the song progresses. The Reunion version doesn't use the intro/pre-chorus, but rather mainly focuses on the chorus. It also uses the bridge from the main song as the post-chorus/refrain. Just a very creative use of the song tbh. Also the instrumental differences between Watch Me Work and Mount Rageous? Like it's the same song, but the way they add more classical elements and more layers to build the tension and the song as a whole?? I have no words. Perfection.

Obsessed with this movie. If you haven't seen it pls go watch it.

#trolls #dreamworks trolls #trolls 3 #trolls band together #trolls movie #brozone #this movie had no right to go so hard #I definitely feel normal about this movie and don't spend every waking moment thinking about it 😀#can't stop listening to the soundtrack tbh #so glad spotify wrapped is over lmao

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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 1 year

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Please make doting Bruce GROVEL, I’m BEGGING you

After two days- and pulling Dick out of school for the day to buy his silence (with ice cream and a new toy) Bruce made a mental note to tell you to stop teaching him how to argue.

He lost to a nine-year-old somehow. And he'd be lying if he said it didn't hurt his ego.

But. He had it. Locked safely in his night stand. Waiting for you. An oval shaped garnet with tiny diamonds in a gold and silver woven band. Down to the last detail. Even the inscription was right. It was repaired, it didn't even need to be resized.

Bruce adjusted his cufflinks and put the box in his pocket, exhaling slowly. It had to be enough. But if it wasn't- it was a start. "Y/N are you ready?"

"Almost," you answer. Your voice is quiet. Not the tone of an excited wife. Not angry or annoyed- just. resigned.

You really do think this is a stunt. And he wants to punch himself in the face.

"I picked out your jewelry," he called softly when he heard you rifling carefully through the little collection you'd amassed.

"Okay."

When you appear in the doorway, already dressed, down to your shoes- Bruce wondered how you'd managed- that was probably what took so long. Figuring out working around the sling you still had to wear, even if the boot was gone.

"You look beautiful, sweetheart," he said, "but something's missing""

"Was this not the right dress? I thought you wanted-"

"That's not what I meant," he rumbled, leading you to the side of the bed and sitting you down carefully before kneeling in front of you and squeezing your hand. "I know-" He broke off not sure how he wanted to say this.

"Dent said you managed to get Falcone's case to be federal- and that the FBI and the IRS are both involved."

"How did you-"

"I got a front-row seat to watching his arrest," Bruce said smiling a little. "Gordon wanted me on hand."

"I'm glad." Your face didn't change. Holding yourself back. Afraid to look satisfied. To give anything away.

"I was wrong," he said. "I was wrong and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ever-"

"You were right. Dent's the one they listened to." You look down. This is a trap. It has to be.

"And Dent wouldn't have known about all this if it wasn't for you. On the ground. In the trenches. Following the money... I was so afraid. Afraid to see you hurt. Or dead. That they'd take you away from me. I just- I didn't know how to make you give it up. I hoped you'd back down and let me take over and-"

"So if I make you feel stupid and worthless you'll stop being Batman?"

"I just wanted you to stop," he murmured. "I'm sorry. And I can't- I can't undo what I did. I can't take it back I just- whatever happens, I need you to believe that I love you. It was never for publicity. It was never for my image. It's because when you yelled at me on the side walk that day I saw- a future. I saw someone that understood what they were fighting for. And I loved you. I still love you, a little more every day."

He kissed the hand he was holding and took a deep breath, pulling out the box. "I wanted to have this for you a year ago- it took me a while to track down. Dick was... well. He was more of a hindrance than a help but. We found it." He opened the box. Not sure what else to say. Remembering you telling him about it. How heartbroken you'd been, looking for it to wear for your high school graduation- wanting to have your grandmother there in whatever little way- and finding out it had been sold. The proceeds used to replace a mortgage and a car payment that had be drunk and gambled away.

"Bruce-"

"I'm sorry it took so long," he murmured, sliding it carefully onto your finger. "But just know, sweetheart, no matter what happens, I'll never not love you. Tomorrow, next month, when we have 8 kids... It's not gonna change."

And this time when you start to cry, he feels relieved when he pulls you close and you melt into him. "I love you so much," he murmured. "And I'm so sorry."

#Bruce Wayne #Bruce Wayne x reader #doting husband!bruce #ask answered #minors dni #reader insert

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ladamedusoif · 4 months

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Christmas Tree (Professor!Ben x OFC!Lydia)

A Merry Fic-Mas - December 22

Part of A Merry Fic-Mas: A Pedro Boys Holiday Fic Calendar - click for masterlist.

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Pairing: Professor!Ben (Mr Ben AU) x OFC!Lydia

Word count: 908

Rating: Mature; 18+ MDNI

Warnings: Allusions to smut; mild swearing; established relationship; references to Christmas but secular.

A/N: A little imagine from the Visiting universe - this isn’t a flash forward, because Visiting is as-yet unfinished and still seeking a resolution, but I wanted to write for these two in a Christmas setting again. (And I couldn't resist that gif from The Bishop's Wife!)

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You draw the living room curtains and step back to survey your handiwork. Your first Christmas tree together, and you’d wanted it to be just right.

Ben stands in the middle of the doors that divide the living room from the dining room and kitchen, oohing and aahing at the tall tree shining with hundreds of tiny lights that reflect off the many baubles you’ve hung from its branches.

“Hit the lights, baby,” you ask, “you can’t really see if the lights look right unless you have darkness.”

He does as he’s bid, and the living room is illuminated only by the cosy glow of the stove in the fireplace and the warm white of the Christmas tree. You screw up your eyes to assess the overall effect, using a trick your grandfather had taught you years before.

“You think it’s okay, Ben?” You turn to face him, smiling at the way the gentle light of the tree picks out his handsome features and the twinkle in his eyes as he takes it in.

“It’s…perfect. You are so talented, Lyddie.”

You beam at his praise. “It’s just a case of working out where everything needs to go. And we can add to the baubles over time - I know most of these are from my original collection, but soon there’ll be ones that are ours, with our memories attached to them.”

There’s no response. You turn back to see if he’s still there, and notice that he’s fiddling with the stereo system in the dining room, carefully placing a record on the turntable and setting the stylus to the right track.

The intro begins, and Ben spins to face you with a mischievous look on his face. He starts to dance in your direction as the familiar opening of the song plays from the speakers.

“Baby, what is going on?”

He wraps an arm around your waist and takes your hand, pulling you to him and leading you into the rhythm of the song. As the vocal begins, Ben joins in, mimicking Bruce Springsteen’s New Jersey rasp:

“Merry Christmas, baby

You sure did treat me nice

Merry Christmas, baby

You sure did treat me niiiiice

I feel just like I’m liviiin’

Livin’ in para- shit, Lyd, I can’t sustain that, sorry.”

You throw your head back and laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck and swaying your hips in time to the music. “Just dance with me, darling man.”

Ben’s coffee-brown eyes shine, cheeks flushing a little. He brings his hands to your hips and moves with you, his body flush against yours. He can’t help join in again, in his usual voice, for the bridge:

“Santa came down the chimney

Half past three

With lots of nice little presents for

Lyddie and me”

You both giggle as he reaches again for your hands, twirling you around and under his arm before bringing you back into hold. He looks so beautiful in the soft light from the tree and the fire: like pure comfort and love distilled in human form. You can’t help but nuzzle in to his chest as the song enters the final bridge and chorus.

“How’d you get to be so good at dancing, Ben?”

He kisses your hair and you can hear him smile. “My parents. They always used to dance together in the house during the holidays, they’d go dancing at weekends sometimes - it was their thing.” You feel him pull you a little closer. “My dad had moves. And when I was a little kid, I asked him to teach me.”

You chuckle, humming happily against his broad chest, clad in a soft, dark blue plaid flannel shirt. “So you’ve been working on your moves since you were a little kid?”

He laughs in agreement. “Kinda. I think I just looked at them and thought I’d like to have that, someday. Someone to dance with you, no matter if it’s just at home.” He pulls away slightly and looks at you. “I dunno, it just seemed so…loving.”

As the E Street Band plays the final bars of the song, you lean in and caress Ben’s handsome face before kissing him. “It was loving. It is loving.” You can’t help but run your hands over his back and down to the waistband of his jeans, hooking your fingers against the denim so you can bring him tight to your body and walk him over to the couch.

His lips find yours again as you lie back on the sofa, Ben’s warm body between your legs and your fingers working to unbutton his shirt as he slips his hands under your oversized denim shirt and reaches for your breasts, pulling a whine of pleasure from you. You move one of his big hands to the waistband of your leggings, encouraging him to tug them down as you fumble to unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans.

He pauses for a moment to take you in: the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, without question. If he said this now you’d roll your eyes and brush it off, pointing to your bare face and wrinkles and wobbles and greys and the slightly schlubby clothes you’re wearing for putting up the tree - but here, now, about to make love and with the lights from the Christmas tree sparkling in your eyes so full of love and affection, he thinks you might just be at your most beautiful.

#a merry fic-mas #holiday fic calendar #visiting fic #mr ben #mr ben snl #mr ben AU #professor!ben #mr ben x OFC #pedro pascal character fanfiction #pedro pascal

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chipmunkfanno1love · 8 months

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Spruce/Bruce and his family

It was confirmed that Spruce now lives on Vacay Island with a family of his own. This gives me the impression that Spruce found a woman who won his heart and they married and had a child/children. I have a few theories about Spruce (now known as Bruce) and his relationship with his wife (who we still don't know much information about yet).

After a discussion with @poppibranchlover, we both agreed that Spruce's love story with his wife probably followed the Ladykiller in Love trope where Spruce's wife was perhaps one of the few women who was immune to his charms and therefore Spruce had to work extra hard to prove to her that his love for her was true. Spruce's hard work and genuine affection paid off, and the two fell in love and eventually married. Later down the track, they started a family together.

I imagine that when we meet Spruce's family (he possibly introduces his brothers, Branch and JD; Poppy and Tiny Diamond to them) his interactions with his wife are quite similar to Rafael and Eva's as he might be the more chilled and charming one, while she's more no-nonsense but has a good heart. I definitely see them flirting with each other with Spruce singing and dancing with his wife all over their home (though hopefully Spruce's wife isn't tone deaf like Eva, lol 😁). I imagine he'll plant a big kiss on his wife's lips before he leaves on his quest, which makes his wife swoon, Poppy goes "Aww!", JD, Tiny and Spruce's children make "Eww!" faces, while Branch might be torn between being grossed out like the others (minus Poppy) are while also intrigued as to how his flirtatious older brother is now married. Part of him is upset that Spruce has moved on without him, but the other half is interested in pursuing love and marriage advice from his romantic older brother. I definitely imagine that Spruce and his wife will be role models to Poppy and Branch in regards to the subject of marriage, and will have plenty of advice to share with them.

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Though I suppose Spruce's wife could be any type of troll (or maybe not a troll at all and instead a different creature 🤔), but I almost wonder if she could possibly be a Techno Troll due to her and Spruce living by the ocean. Potentially they met while she was swimming and he was surfing. For him it was love at first sight 😁, but for her...not so much. 🤨 I might be wrong though. Potentially her design might part of the toy collection though.

#trolls band together #trolls 3 #dreamworks trolls #theories #brozone #trolls #trolls spruce #Youtube

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theycallme-thejackal · 1 year

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Lenny throws his arms around midge and cries or something. Idk Jackal I’m in mood today… even if you want to ignore the prompt completely I just love when you write shit bc it’s ALWAYS amazing❤️

Pairing: Lenny Bruce & Midge Maisel Rated T

He rushes into the building.

All he heard from Abe on the phone was Miriam and hospital, and he raced out of his apartment and jumped in a cab. Now he’s here, in a place he didn’t expect to be in unless he pissed someone off at a show or one of his many vices finally caught up with him.

He rushes down the halls, frantically searching for someone he recognizes.

She has to be fine. She has to be.

He turns a corner and spots Abe, gesturing frantically to his wife. He knows she’s named for a flower...Lily or Petunia or -

“Rose!”

Right, Rose.

Lenny strides down the hallway toward the couple, and then Abe spots him. “Lenny!” He greets, continuing with his frenetic gestures. “Thank you for coming. You’re the only one who can talk sense into her - ”

“I am perfectly capable of taking care of my daughter, thank you very much,” Rose interrupts.

“Yes, but Rose, if it were two years ago, we would have called Joel. Lenny is obviously the best person to talk some sense into her in the present.”

Lenny’s head is spinning. He’s not too keen on being compared to Midge’s ex, but if it means he gets a call when she winds up in the hospital then he’s not going to think too hard about it. “What happened?” He asks.

Rose huffs out a sigh. “She fainted. At one of her comedy shows.” Lenny doesn’t miss the disdain in her voice “She apparently finished her act, and as soon as she stepped off stage, she collapsed into Susie’s arms.”

“Is she okay?” He asks, still panicked.

“She’s resting, but the doctors say she’s dehydrated and exhausted,” Abe explains. “We’ve seen less and less of her in the last couple of months. She’s only ever home to spend time with the children. She has been working nonstop, and I thought - ”

Lenny doesn’t let him finish the thought before he strides into Midge’s room.

She’s lying there, asleep, various tubes hooked up to her, and Susie is sitting on the other side of the bed, face planted next to Midge’s hip as she snores viciously. Well that isn’t a surprise, he thinks as he moves toward the bed.

She’s thinner than the last time he saw her - a feat since she’s already tiny - and he starts to put the pieces together. Midge is an all-or-nothing kind of broad. She gets hyper focused on the goal. That’s why she stopped taking opening acts. It’s why she’s a constant flurry of energy. Abe said she’s been working constantly.

Lenny feels a twisting in his gut that this is his fault.

He sits gently next to her hip on the opposite side from Susie and takes Midge’s hand in his. Her hands are cold, but that’s not out of the ordinary. That night in his hotel room, he’d twitched the first time her hand found his skin, and he’d teased her about it for a minute before she finally landed on the bed.

Her eyes start to flutter open, and he holds his breath, worried that the slightest movement will stop her from waking up. She finally does, though. Blue eyes open, and she’s looking at him in confusion (and what he hopes is a little joy). “Lenny?”

He huffs a sigh, squeezing her hand. “Abe called,” he explains. “Shit, Midge, what happened?”

“I - ” She swallows as she looks up at him, and her mind is clearly still foggy. “I was doing my set,” she recalls. “And it went great. I went backstage, and...”

“You passed out,” he finishes, stroking her hand with his thumb. “Your mother said Susie stopped you from making out with the floor.”

She laughs a little before pressing the palm of her free hand to her forehead. “I, um...I’ve been working.”

“Yeah, that’s what I hear,” he replies. “Maybe working a little too much?”

Her brows furrow in complete confusion. “You’re the one who told me I needed to work.”

“I know,” he sighs. “But...for fuck’s sake, Midge, when was the last time you ate?”

She averts her gaze. “I had a salad at lunch.”

“And water? When was the last time you hydrated?”

“This...well I think yester - um...” He watches as she tries to remember but comes up empty.

“You’re working too hard, sweetheart,” he tells her gently.

“You’re the one who told me to work,” she repeats, a little angrily this time.

“Yeah, but you’ve still gotta take care of yourself, Midge. Christ, you can’t work from a hospital bed!”

Susie stirs then, grumbling a little as she sits up, “Oh, good. You’re awake.” Then she sees Lenny. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Abe called me,” he answers. “So here I am.”

“I’m okay, Susie,” Midge promises. “Why don’t you go get some coffee?”

“You’re not gonna fuck him while I’m gone, are you?”

Midge’s face turns beet red, and she averts her eyes downward, tugging her hand from Lenny’s grasp so she can fold her arms over her chest, but she hisses as one of her IVs pinches. She folds her hands in her lap instead. “No,” she huffs. “Considering I’m hooked up to a bunch of tubes and my parents are sitting outside and also he doesn’t want to - ”

“I don’t?” He sputters before he can stop himself.

“No, you don’t,” she replies pointedly.

Susie looks between them awkwardly. “Uh...yeah I’m gonna go get some coffee,” she mutters before leaving. Lenny hears her add “And a lobotomy” as she exits the room.

“So...you told Susie,” he comments.

“I told Susie,” she confirms without looking at him.

“Okay...um...”

“Where have you been, Lenny?” She breathes, and he looks at her in surprise. “I’ve been working constantly. I’ve been doing really well. And I’ve heard nothing from you.”

“I...was giving you space,” he tells her.

“Why?” She asks, her brow furrowed.

“Well...I yelled at you,” he replies. “I thought - ”

“You gave me a kick in the ass I desperately needed and then ignored me for two months.”

“I’m sorry,” he says, whinier than he means to. “I fucked up.”

She sighs, her anger deflating a little at his apology. It’s amazing to him that a simple apology seems to melt her so easily, and it makes him think that there haven’t been many people in her life willing to apologize to her. “Yes, you did,” she says softly. Then she surprises him by taking his hand in hers again. “I missed you,” she whispers.

He squeezes her hand gently. “I missed you too, Midge.”

She smiles at him a little weakly, clearly still exhausted. “I’m glad you’re here.”

He nods. “Midge, what you said earlier...about me not wanting to - ” He swallows thickly. “You know that’s not true, right?”

She averts her gaze toward her lap, and he continues his voice low, “If you weren’t severely dehydrated and on the verge of falling asleep any second now, I’d strip down right now.”

She giggles quietly, her eyelids drooping. “Maybe...when I’m back to normal, we could...date?” She asks.

He grins softly and leans in, kissing her forehead sweetly. “I’d like that.”

#midgelenny #midge x lenny #midgexlenny #tmmm fanfic #marvelous mrs. maisel fanfic #writing prompt #otp: more important than god #jackal fics #answers

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quotidian-oblivion · 10 months

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Hi!!

So I had this idea a while ago about 'Runaways Tim & Jason AU', but then scrapped it cuz... yeah I just wasn't feeling it after a while. I was gonna name it 'Scram'.

This is more of a character relationship study sort of thing.

(Please ignore the grammar mistakes, i dont usually pay attention to grammar while i plan)

Basically, Tim and Jason meet in the streets while Tim is running away from his abusive parents and Jason is fending out on the streets alone. They meet while Jason is stealing tires from the batcar and Jason explains what he’s doing and Tim frowns at it cuz he loves Batman. They basically exchange conversation and the two seem suspicious of each other, and basically don’t seem to like each other cuz Jason’s rude and Tim seems too rich.

Then they hear Batman coming and Tim leads Batman away from the batcar saying that he’s lost to distract him from the missing batmobile tires. Jason is relieved, but thinks nothing of it and takes the tires away because he got his own problems to attend to.

He takes the two tires he managed to steal to his empty apartment (which will kick him out in a week if he doesn’t pay). He decides to sell them tomorrow and think of the things he’ll need to buy to survive and maybe a tiny treat for himself. Morning kicks in and he sells the tires to the car shop he knows will pay up good. They are dubious and basically steal the tires from him just cuz he’s a kid. Jason leaves with a bruised eye and vows to kill the kid who gave him the false tip.

He doesn’t have any money left since the jerks took the little he brought and the emergency money at home needs to be used for the rent so that he can stay for at least a week more. He wanders the food street, his stomach grumbling, and sniffs at the many aromas in the air, not being able to do nothing more than just smell them. He enters the most kid-friendly shop (it has a poster of a cartoon dog on the front window) and he asks if they are looking for employment. It’s a family-run business so he thinks that they might employ him and not sell him to a human-trafficking site and the wife who is the only one who knows how to speak english tells him to scram. Jason insists and lists off all the things he can do, but the wife won’t budge. So he storms off and trashes their bins in revenge. The wife comes screaming and he runs away before she can lay her hands on him.

He spends the rest of the afternoon, roaming the streets away from Crime Alley mindlessly and collecting change from the most friendly looking people. By the time it’s 1 in the afternoon (Jason checks his father’s watch that he stole before he dies), he managed to collect a total of two dollars in change. That was a real stroke of luck considering that this was Gotham. He decides to go to the train station to see if there were any foreigners about (they were rare, no one wanted to come to Gotham) when he sees the kid he had seen last night.

He tries to avoid him, but accidentally catches his eye and sees that he’s healthy and safe. The kid doesn’t seem interested in him either because he turns away and quickly tries to board the approaching train. That would have been the end of that, but then a man grabs the kid and tries to drag him away. Jason sees that it’s a ticketmaster and he’s scolding Tim for sneaking on. Tim earnestly says that he has money to pay for the ride, but the ticketmaster doesn’t seem to believe him and tells him to scram. [this fic is titled “Scram” cuz ppl keep telling Tim and Jason to scram, but then at the end, when they inevitably meet Bruce (maybe through one of the other Justice League heroes? Like the Flash?), they find that Bruce and Dick and Alfred aren’t telling them to scram]. Jason comes forward and pretends to be his brother [this could be another plot point that at the start, Jason pretended to be Tim’s brother, but later they don’t even have to pretend because they really do care about each other] and drags Tim away.

Tim thanks him and Jason says that he’s just paying back what Tim [they don’t tell each other their names until a couple days later] did for him the other night. Tim says that Batman was getting more violent after Robin’s leave and he didn’t know whether he would be mad at Jason or not. Jason says whatever and eyes him suspiciously. Tim asks what happened and Jason asks if he does actually have money. Tim freezes then his features twist to a snarl and he spits out saying that Jason was after his money the whole time. Jason rolls his eyes and says obviously, why else would he be interested in him? If he wants to live out in the streets then he’ll have to get used to it. Tim scoffs and turns away and Jason lets him go. He doesn’t need more trouble on his hands. [Basically, Tim’s parents hunt for him and they’re forced to go through city through city, alerting each JLA hero of each city about themselves, but the JLA members don’t know that each other know. They build bonds, get each other out of trouble and the fic explores how one can live in the streets in modern day]

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I heard that there was another fic kinda like this later (didn't read it cuz i dont vibe with some of the tags), so that added to my motivation slipping. But yeah, i think this has fic potential, im just not bothered to write it.

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Brucey’s Machine

more dumb Batman fanfic ideas

so I love Batman as a restorative force, not purely a punitive one. Blame it on a youth on BTAS and its related comics where he’s sympathetic to crime.

Particularly keep in mind the BTAS comics, where he would occasionally make a point of using Waynetech resources to help the small-time crooks he was busting down, because he recognized they were trying to make a living before a freak in a skintight Bat costume broke their arms.

Enter a small cadre of Waynetech employees -- a janitor who had mugged someone to pay his rent, a mail clerk who’s a recovering addict, a security guard who busted up a pawn shop when his wife needed surgery, a rank-and-file engineer who had tried to use a nuclear kickball to melt a payday loan office during a manic spree because they weren’t receiving the psychiatric care they needed, an admin assistant who had been working numbers for Two Face, etc., etc. - who all got busted by Batman for minor shit but then got recruited by Wayne Corp. as part of a convict outreach program, and had their lives turned around.

This odd cadre have a poker night where they start trading stories, until they piece together enough details to realize that their employer is not just Bruce Wayne -- he’s Batman.

They all debate what to do with this information, but decide to form a small, protective shell from the bottom up to protect Batman’s secret identity - an armored shell for the soft spot on the belly of Bruce Wayne, who had left soft spots that not even Batman could predict because of Bruce Wayne’s socioeconomic status. Because, after all -- they had all been helped by Bruce Wayne when the criminal justice system had left them to rot when they were all at their most desperate.

So the tiny group endeavor to do their part to deflect suspicion from Batman, in their own small ways, from within. Acting as a small-time smokescreen from people who have cause to believe something’s up. But the crux of the story is that someone *does* get the inkling that Bruce Wayne is Batman, and our small gathering of well-meaning mooks have to use their skills and connections to nip this shit in the bud to scare the would-be antagonist from realizing the truth, all the while leaving Bruce Wayne clueless that they know his secret.

Some asshole gets thwarted. Batman never really suspects anything is awry. Hell, even the car that got melted by a nuclear kickball was probably a coincidence, it was probably a weapon stolen from evidence lockup and, besides, it was only used to stop a gangster from getting away. It was probably an open-and-shut case of gangland revenge, but at least nobody died. The Bat-Fam have more important things to worry about than that.

These are the things that Bruce Wayne thinks about as he strolls into the front door of his main office building at 9am on Tuesday morning, his secret safe. The front desk man and the janitor greet him heartily. One of his engineers calls him “Mr. Wayne” in the hall. The mail clerk lowers their over-loud headphones to give him a “yo, boss!” and an archivist throws a glance before an unnoticed smile, etc. There’s no strife, no sign at all of a villain who threatened to destabilize this. Nothing out of the ordinary, except for a new hire who sheepishly admits that this is her first job after getting busted for running a chop shop. Bruce Wayne jokes and says that he knows she’ll be great at the details, then retreats into his office.

Floors get cleaned, mail gets sorted, numbers get crunched, people get help, lives get changed, and Bruce Wayne becomes Batman.

The machine runs smooth, and nobody bats an eye. When the machine breaks down, that’s when people notice. Nobody ever pays attention to an escalator until it’s broken. But Batman has backup he has no idea about -- people who keep the machine running smooth. A machine he built with his own hands, with no expectation of a reward, but one that chose to make the Batman mythos work under the hood.

This is Brucey’s Machine.

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Fics With Titles That Start With D Masterlist 2

part one

darkness will be rewritten (ao3) - princessironspider natasha/tony N/R, 104k

Summary: Peter is Tony’s biological child.

Natasha Romanoff has been married to Tony Stark secretly for years.

What would the movies be like if this were the case?

dear mr. fantasy (ao3) - iron_spider T, 46k

Summary: (ENDGAME SPOILERS. BUT I'M CHANGING THINGS.)

Tony worries his brain is misfiring, transporting him across time and space in one final insane journey. He swallows hard, and he hears those garbled voices again. He can’t make out words, or tone, or who the hell is talking, but somebody definitely is, and it sounds strangely like they’re underwater. Or he is.

He grits his teeth and turns around, and before he can even begin to trudge over towards Peter’s room, he’s stopped in his tracks.

By a door. In the middle. Of the living room. Straight up and down like a monolith, just beside the glass coffee table.

Tony chews on his lower lip and stares at it. “Well that’s new,” he says, still rooted to the spot.

delicate (ao3) - light_loves_the_dark natasha/tony T, 21k

Summary: Natasha was the one to get Tony out of Siberia. Something so small leads to something very big.

Desert Rose (ao3) - Golden_Asp bucky/tony E, 8k

Summary: Deputy Tony Stark has been chasing the nameless thief across the country for two years. He has a collection of hand carved wooden flowers that the man left for him in banks that he robbed. Outside a small Nevada boomtown, he finally catches up to his thief and Tony decides he’s never going back to New York.

Destiny May Keep You Warm (ao3) - MarshmallowNerd bucky/wanda T, 9k

Summary: While helping Steve's team of rogue Avengers, Bucky finds himself stranded on a cold mountainside once again. This time, though, he has his favorite witch with him to keep him warm.

Devotion (ao3) - MarshmallowNerd bucky/wanda T, 11k

Summary: In a world where fate connects soulmates by sending possessions lost by one to be found by the other, Bucky finds his through a personal loss.

Diagnosis Daddy (ao3) - ttfan111robstar1 bruce/natasha M, 7k

Summary: Bruce Banner was having a totally normal day at work- Until his wife brought his son into the ER.

Dimensional Dominoes (ao3) - flawedamythyst clint/bucky, steve/tony T, 81k

Summary: Clint’s shoulders slumped. "Hi, I think I’m from another dimension. Here’s a tip: if the Fantastic Four ever offer you a beer, just say no."

Three different Clints from three different worlds. How hard can it be to get them each back to the right one, whilst also dealing with AIM, Hydra and the Mad Thinker?

Disaster, Stand Behind Me (ao3) - Naferty tony/t'challa G, 3k

Summary: Soulmate AU: Anon said, "I dunno, just more Steve and co. realizing how badly they messed up and trying to repair relations."

Roger's team hurt Tony once, T'Challa, Rhodey and Pepper weren't going to let it happen again.

Dodgy Chinese in LA (ao3) - orphan_account clint/tony T, 7k

Summary: Tony adopts all the things, builds them nests, and acts like a mature adult for once. Ceiling!Clint admires him from afar… or just the vents, which aren't all that far, really.

Dominance (ao3) - Nat_Nav natasha/tony, happy/pepper E, 10k

Summary: Tony took another sip, drinking in not only his bourbon but the very attractive Miss Rushman as well. “What?” He said and Natalie smiled softly, her eyes not leaving him once. Tony felt something in his chest at that smile, a feeling that he’d never felt before. He then started to turn his head between Pepper and Happy, he then gestured to Happy. “Give her a lesson.” He said and left the ring, leaving Happy to give the seemingly tiny woman a lesson in boxing.

Don't Let Your Life Pass You By (ao3) - Memories_of_the_Shadows tony/sam T, 5k

Summary: Moving on is sometimes the hardest thing you have to do. It helps when you have people you know along the way.

Don’t Look Down (ao3) - NamelesslyNightlock loki/tony M, 256k

Summary: When forced to decide between the lives of Tony Stark and Iron Man, Steve Rogers chose wrong.

Tony is left to deal with the consequences, but it’s not like he’s helpless, and he certainly isn’t alone.

do you ever get the sense, you're watching someone else? (ao3) - inmoonlightigetseasick mj/peter T, 9k

Summary: Michelle has a theory. It’s one of her less researched, more mystical-intuitive ones, but a theory nonetheless. It has something to do with putting together the pieces, something to do with observation.

It’s junior year, but her SATs are the least of her worries. She’s the captain of the decathlon team and her star player is always skipping meetings with covers worse than whatever he uses to hide the scrapes and bruises he comes back with.

Dragging You Down (ao3) - AraniaArt, Kamiki steve/bucky E, 81k

Summary: In a divergence from the canon storyline, Hydra experiments with occult legends of a more demonic bent. When Bucky is captured at Azzano, something more insidious than a knock-off super soldier serum is done to him, but the full effects take some time to completely set in. Bucky struggles with building impulses and an increased libido while trying to keep his interest in Steve from boiling over and ruining Steve’s chance at the life he deserves.

Drawing gold from the dark (come inside) (ao3) - viverella clint/natasha T, 21k

Summary: “Hey,” he says. He puts his most winning smile on his face and says cheerfully, “You here to make a bad decision?”

The corner of her mouth curves upwards in a hint of a smile and she says in a soft voice that makes something jolt under Clint’s skin, “I was hoping to, yeah.”

OR: that AU in which Clint runs a tattoo shop that Natasha stumbles into one day and then keeps coming back to, and Clint gets maybe a little too invested and Kate teases him relentlessly.

Drawing Near To Your Heart (fanfiction.net) - NCISVILLE pepper/tony T, 9k

Summary: Pepper just broke up with her boyfriend and needs a plus one pronto for her brother's wedding. When she enlists the help of her boss, Tony Stark, will they draw closer together like he wants?

drowning, please rescue me (ao3) - mabonwitch pepper/tony, clint/tony M, 11k

Summary: Clint is fucked up after Phil dies. Tony has some ideas about how to help.

Dreams Do Come True (ao3) - captasha007 steve/natasha M, 114k

Summary: “Come in!”

Her heart jumped hearing his voice, making her more nervous, so she slowly opens the door and enters the office.

And God almighty, can she just die?

Because there, standing behind a desk, was Steve Rogers aka the asshole who spilled coffee on her blouse earlier. The guy who she yelled and cussed out.

Yep, kill her right now.

During Business Hours: A Filthy Coffee Shop AU (ao3) - samanthahirr steve/bucky E, 25k

Summary: Unemployed artist Steve takes a job managing the worst coffee shop in Brooklyn, where the floors are greasy, the coffee beans have expired, the espresso machine’s been sabotaged, and the owners might be Russian Mafia. But the job comes with a few perks, like a generous paycheck, reasonable hours, and one super-hot customer whom Steve can’t resist having dirty, filthy, bad-idea sex with in the bathroom.

Steve is pretty sure this job is going to kill him. But what a way to go….

#themculibrary #marvel #mcu #masterlists #ficsd #ficsd masterlist

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Homecoming (Bruce Wayne x f!Reader)

Summary: Y/N comes home from military deployment to a very clingy husband.

Warnings: Fluff

Request?: Requested by @nyx2021

A/N: My knowledge of the military is so miniscule it needs a microscope to be seen, but I am confident in my fluff-writing abilities 😅

Bruce couldn’t tell if he was excited or nervous. He felt nauseous and his hands were sweaty on the car’s steering wheel but he couldn’t get to the airport fast enough. He had to see her when she walked through the arrivals gate. He had to see his Y/N.

The ambiance of the airport arrivals gate was suffocating. He’d always been used to people staring at him as if he were a mythical creature - he was the most famous man in Gotham, after all - but he wanted to have at least some privacy while seeing his wife for once. Y/N’s military status was no secret, being a captain and in a relationship with Bruce Wayne made her an easy target for both the paparazzi and the public so every time she came home, she was met by crowds of well meaning “patriots” wanting to get the slightest glimpse of their hero.

He stood off to the side, hoping to stay away from the crowd, and watched as the glass doors to the arrivals gate slid open, revealing the other Gothamite soldiers, but no Y/N. The crowd of people rushed to meet their loved ones, further obscuring Bruce’s vision until he felt a small tap on his shoulder.

He looked around, expecting to see a rogue reporter or someone wanting a photo of him, and was met by Y/N’s kind face, a tiny smile on her lips. She wore plain clothes to blend in, just like the rest of the troop, but he would have been able to pick her out immediately, he always thought she could look beautiful in just a garbage bag.

“What are you doing hiding over here?” she asked, her voice just loud enough to be heard over the sounds around them, but quiet enough that their conversation was still private. Bruce didn’t answer her immediately, just pulled her into his strong arms and held her close to him, his face buried in her hair.

“I missed you,” he whispered as he tightened his arms around her.

“I missed you too, but you’re crushing my ribs,” Y/N said with a soft laugh. He loosened his hold on her but didn’t completely let her go.

“Sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were really here,” he said bashfully. She reached up to stroke her fingers along his jaw before leaning up on her toes to kiss him softly.

“Of course I’m really here,” she said, ignoring the looks from people around them. “But can we go home now? I’m starting to feel a little claustrophobic.”

Once they’d returned home to the Manor, Bruce didn’t want to leave Y/N’s side. He’d kept her close while he made the two of them coffee, sat directly next to her at dinner, and was now attempting to join her in the shower.

“What’s going on with you, Bruce?” Y/N asked him as she dug around the linen closet for some clean towels. “You’re not normally this clingy when I come home.”

“I’m not being clingy,” he protested. “I just missed you, that’s all.”

“Bruce, you were almost sitting in my lap at dinner, I know you missed me, but you’ve never been like this before.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” Bruce sighed. “I don’t know what came over me, just being in that airport and seeing everyone watching you made me want to not let you go again.”

“It’s okay, I don’t mind it when you’re clingy,” Y/N said as she walked over to where he sat on the edge of their bed and perched herself on his knee. “I get like that whenever we’re at a gala and there are people around you.”

“Hmm, I have noticed,” he said as he pulled her closer to him and rested his head on her shoulder. “You also get a little jealous when there’s people around me.”

“Me? Jealous?” she said, feigning offence. “I do not get jealous, Mr Wayne.”

“You definitely do get jealous, I can count so many times I’ve been talking to someone and you’ve just appeared out of thin air,” he said amusedly as he kissed her neck softly.

“Okay, so I do get a little jealous, but can you blame me? Not everyone has a husband as handsome as you.” She took his face in her hands and kissed him back tenderly.

“I’m assuming this means that you don’t mind me being a little clingy just for tonight?” he asked against her lips.

“Bruce, you can be clingy forever, it doesn’t bother me at all,” she said before kissing him again. “We’re both never home so you being clingy suits me just fine.”

Bruce pulled her into his lap properly, her legs wrapped around his waist and his arms around hers as he leaned in to kiss her again and again until they were both breathless. He missed being able to touch her, her warm skin, her silky hair, her soft lips. He just couldn’t get enough of her and wanted to stay tangled up in her embrace forever.

“I love you so much,” he whispered against her mouth, his voice just loud enough for her to hear him. “I don’t want to let you go again.”

“I love you too, you don’t have to let me go,” she said between kisses. She couldn’t deny how much she’d missed him too. She’d spent many nights reading through the letters he’d sent her instead of sleeping, and had shed a few tears while thinking about him. Her work was important, but her husband was equally as important to her.

Bruce let out a breath to steady himself as he reluctantly pulled away from her lips and watched as her eyes fluttered open.

“We should probably hop in the shower now, huh?” he asked as he stroked her back.

“I could wait a little longer, there’s still something I want to do,” she said coyly.

“Oh? And what’s that?” he asked, already knowing what she had in mind. She backed out of his lap and came to kneel on the floor, her palms running up his thighs.

“I want to show my husband just how much I missed him.”

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Could you make a fanfiction of how Spruce's brothers would have reacted when they learned that his married and has 13 children, and that they were uncles, please? Also how would his brothers react when they meet his wife and kids, for the first time? How would they feel that they were uncles and have a sister-in-law they never met, were they happy for their brother, Spruce?

I sure can, here it is :D (I incorporated some parts from my previous oneshots "Meeting Spruce" and "Nieces and Nephews")

Meeting Bruce (a Trolls fanfic)

“Maybe we’re in the wrong place?” John Dory suggested. He was awkwardly trying to make his way across the sandy dunes on the beach, but kept sinking with each step he took.

“He’s gotta be here,” Branch insisted. “Where else would you find Spruce?” He remembered how much Spruce talked of wanting to move to an island one day back when they were kids. And this place - Vacay Island, where “everyday is a vacay” - fit the bill perfectly. But, he could see where JD was coming from. So far, there didn’t seem to be any Troll inhabitants. It was just very large, somewhat strange-looking creatures that they had never seen before, tall and puppet-like in their appearance.

Poppy in the meantime trotted along behind them, happily sipping on a concoction that was given to her by one of the islanders. This place was hip, even if Spruce may not be here.

But he has to be… doesn’t he?

Without thinking, she cast her eyes over to the beach where crashing waves resounded. It was stunning the way that the setting sun reflected off the water. But it was also something else that caught her eye in that instant. Her jaw fell open a little and her eyes widened, and Poppy had to stop right in her tracks.

“Um… guys?” she asked Branch and John Dory, who also paused and were looking in the direction she was. They too were surprised at what they saw.

Gliding easily through the waves upon a surfboard was a purple-haired Troll, his locks flowing in the wind as he rode like a pro, silhouetted stunningly against the sunset’s light.

Poppy did all she could not to drool. She distracted herself pulling out one of the old BroZone magazines that she’d stashed in her hair. It was of an advertisement to enter a contest to date Spruce. She held it up, and compared it to the Troll on the surfboard. She got the same tingly feeling from the picture as she did from the Troll, and gave a breathless little laugh.

“Oh yeah, I totally see it,” Poppy nodded.

Branch and John Dory hurried over to meet him as he washed ashore gracefully, shaking himself off of any excess water droplets that clung onto his blue skin.

“Yo, Spruce! Is that you?” JD said.

The purple-haired Troll blinked in surprise and gave his head a little shake. “Brandi was right,” he mumbled to himself, “I really am taking too many shots at a time.” Now he was imagining that his brother was in front of him!

But it wasn’t a dream.

“No, dude, it’s me, John Dory! Come on, you remember me, don’tcha?”

Spruce blinked at him, an unreadable expression on his face. But then he broke out into a grin. “Of course I remember you!” he shouted and then threw his arms out at him for a hug. JD hugged back, both of them exclaiming and laughing together as though they were still the two teenage boys they’d been back then.

“My gosh, bro, it’s great to see you again!” Spruce said.

“It’s great to see you, too!” John Dory said. “You don’t know how much I’ve gotta tell you, Spruce, I - “

“Ah, ah, wait a sec,” Spruce interrupted him. “Please, don’t call me that.” He put a hand over his heart and properly introduced himself. “My name is Bruce.”

“Aw, man!” Tiny Diamond angrily kicked the sand. “You’re telling me we traveled all this way and we got the wrong dude?” What a waste of time!

“No, Tiny, this is the right guy,” Branch said, walking up to his brothers.

Spruce - or Bruce, as he wanted to be called - paused. “Baby Branch?” he gasped, astonished. “Look at you! You’re all grown up!”

“Yeah, I know,” Branch said, crossing his arms.

“I can’t believe this!” Bruce exclaimed. “Who else is here?” He peeked around them, wondering if he would maybe see Clay or Floyd, but intrigued when he found a pink Troll instead. “Who’s this?” he asked.

Poppy noticed he was talking about her and she blushed, shyly coming up to him. “Hi, Spruce! Er, oh I mean, um, Bruce. I um, I…” She squealed and hugged him, unable to contain herself. “My name’s Poppy. I’m Branch’s girlfriend, and I’m SO excited to meet you!” She let go of him and hopped up and down on the sand.

“Baby bro’s got a girl? Cool! Well, it’s nice to meet you, too,” Bruce said politely.

Poppy held back another squeal and gestured her arms out. “This is such a beautiful place to live!”

Bruce nodded. “It sure is,” he agreed. “Sunset 24/7, awesome beverage service…” He pulled out a couple of readily made drinks out of his hair, offering one to Poppy and another to his brothers. John Dory took it, happily sipping the pineapple-flavored concoction, but Branch declined.

“... Oh, yeah,” Bruce added, “and not to mention the kids absolutely love the beach.”

Branch cocked his head curiously. “Kids?”

“Oh, uh-huh,” Bruce said. “Got me a whole brood, as a matter of fact.”

“Aww!” Poppy cooed. “How many?”

“Thirteen little angels!”

“SPPPFFFTTT!” John Dory spat out his drink and coughed. “Th-thirteen?” he managed to ask.

“Yes, that’s what I said.”

Tiny Diamond shook his head. “Yo, that man got to work!” he mumbled at Branch, who was also looking rather surprised.

“Wow!” Poppy exclaimed. “I didn’t know there were other Trolls on this island.”

Bruce chuckled at that. “Who said anything about Trolls?” he asked.

“Whaa?” Branch was confused by what he meant, but followed his brother as Bruce waved the group over to follow him. They entered the large sandcastle that was in the middle of the island, and found a cantina within. A lazy river snaked its way throughout the lounge, and a seashell stage was at one the far end. There were several creatures lined up at the bar area, awaiting their orders. Bruce greeted everyone and strolled right up to the creature behind the counter.

“Hey, baby!” he greeted a yellow-and-orange striped creature.

She batted her lashes at him. “Brucie!” she cooed, leaning down so that she and Bruce could share a kiss.

“You’re not gonna believe who I ran into…” He extended his hand out to the Trolls, and she gained a look of shock.

“Oh!”

Bruce addressed his brothers, Tiny, and Poppy. “Guys, I want you to meet the lovely lady of my life, Brandi!” He then turned to his wife. “Brandi, meet my brothers and their friends.”

The Trolls and wife exchanged polite hellos, though both sides were quite stunned at the revelations - the Trolls at the realization that Spruce had actually hooked up with one of the puppet-like creatures on the island (not that there was anything wrong with it, of course - they were delighted that Spruce had a great big loving family!), and Brandi at the prospect of seeing other Trolls - two of which were her husband’s brothers.

“Bruce, why didn’t you tell me you have brothers?” Brandi asked suspiciously.

Bruce got a sheepish look. “I uh, I sort of told you I did,” he said, shuffling a foot on the ground.

“You said you had friends when you lived back in the Troll Village, you said nothing about brothers.”

“Wait, wait… Mommy, did Daddy just say he has brothers?!”

The new voice that piped up was kiddy in its nature, and the Trolls all regarded the newcomer with curiosity. Having been reaching into the shelf behind Brandi to grab a fresh box of cookies, this creature was also very puppet-like in appearance, though unlike the other islanders she was smaller and had Troll-like ears protruding from the side of her head. A tall stack of hair stood upon her head, styled with bangs that looked very similar to Spruce’s. That’s when the realization hit the Trolls, even before Brandi’s next words came out of her mouth.

“Yes, Brenda, that’s exactly what your father said.”

“Wow!” the child replied, the box of cookies forgotten and a new mission set on her mind. She turned to face where she came from, cupping her hands around her mouth and calling out. “Guys! Get over here quick! Daddy has brothers!”

In response, about a dozen similar-looking children frolicked into the space, all eager and wide-eyed and chatty.

Poppy giggled at how energetic the bunch was, while John Dory and Branch in particular were being poked and prodded by the kids’ felt-like hands. The brothers exchanged an astonished look. These were their nieces and nephews? One thing was for sure - becoming uncles to 13 kids sure didn’t happen everyday!

Bruce and Brandi watched with amusement as the kids had their rounds with each Troll.

Branch felt a tug at his leaf vest and heard a voice right behind him afterwards.

“Hey! Hey, Mister!”

“Uh… yeah?” he responded awkwardly.

“What’s your name?” the kid asked, blinking her wide blue eyes at him.

“Branch.”

“Branch?” she repeated, testing the word out on her tongue, and then looking back at him. “Huh. Does it mean anything?”

“It’s something you find in trees,” he said with a shrug.

The Trolling cocked her head at him. “Huh? Whaddya mean?”

“Well…” Branch began, “It’s, um, you know… that part of the tree that kinda sticks out and has leaves on it?”

“Ohhh,” the kid said, nodding her head. “You’re talking about a frond! Like those!” She pointed up to the very top of some nearby palm trees that decorated the interior of the cantina.

“Err, well, not exactly - “ Branch started to correct, but was cut off when the kid interrupted him with “Well, it’s very nice to meet you, Mr. Frond!”

Branch, however, was not the only one being questioned. Poppy in the meantime was occupied with a kid of her own.

“Is that guy your baby?” the kid asked, pointing at Tiny Diamond.

Poppy giggled. “No, he’s not.”

“Ohh… I guess that makes sense,” the kid concluded. “He doesn’t really look like you… or your husband!”

Poppy was taken aback by this. “My husband?” she asked.

“Uh-huh. That guy, right over there! He is your husband, right?” Poppy followed the direction his finger was pointing, and blushed heavily when she saw that it was at Branch.

“Oh! UH… n-no!” she squeaked, and then cleared her throat. “He’s, uh, just my boyfriend!”

The kid looked confused for a second, and then shrugged. “Huh. Could’ve fooled me. My Daddy looks at my Mommy the same way that guy looks at you. And usually it’s right before they kiss!” He scrunched his nose and made a face. “YUCK!”

“Heh heh, yeah… yuck…” Poppy tittered in agreement, but not thinking it would be so horrible if Branch’s lips ever made their way onto hers.

As Poppy did her best to recover from that child’s suggestions, Tiny Diamond was handling his own pair of kiddos.

“How old are you?” one of the two kids asked him.

“One month,” Tiny proudly declared, crossing his arms.

“Really?” the other kid said. “Wait, so doesn’t that mean you’re a baby?”

Tiny was appalled to hear this. “A baby? I’m not no baby, I’m a man!”

“Hmmm,” the first kid hummed in thought. “His voice is pretty deep. Maybe he’s right! But then, why are you so small?”

“And why are you naked?” the second kid piped up.

“I have clothes on,” Tiny insisted, holding up his yellow-tinted glasses at them. “See?”

“Cool!” the first kid said, swiping them from his hands and running off with the second kid giggling after him.

Tiny gasped. “HEY! Those are mine, come back!” he yelled, running after them.

Yet another kid was having his share of time with John Dory. This kid whispered at Bruce in confusion, loud enough for JD to hear.

“Daddy, who’s the funny-looking guy?” he asked.

JD huffed. He could take Tiny calling him a random dude, but this was pushing it! “Funny-looking? What exactly makes you say that?” he asked, crossing his arms.

The kid giggled. “Who wears a snowcoat in the summer?”

Oof, got me there, John Dory realized, suddenly all too aware of how warm his jacket was making him feel with the intense humidity that Vacay Island had.

“Junior,” Bruce said warningly to the child, “That’s not the way we talk.”

John Dory smiled in relief for the reprimanding, at least until Bruce said, “It’s ‘who’s the funny-looking Troll,’” to which that smile promptly disappeared.

Bruce smirked, and then said, “And your sister was right, he’s my brother. Your uncle.”

“Wow, really?” Junior said. “But Daddy, where’s he been all this time? And why is he here now?”

“Good question,” Bruce replied, realizing that he hadn’t exactly gotten an explanation for why he’d come. “John Dory, why are you guys here?” he asked.

John Dory seemed to remember exactly why he and Branch had come seeking him in this tropical getaway in the first place and grimaced a little. “Oof, yeah, about that. See, Bruce, something’s kinda happened to our brother, Floyd…”

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A Tiny problem Bruce Wayne pt. 3

Summary: Y/n is good friend and secretary to one and only Bruce Wayne, their relationship for the most part strictly platonic! Until one night when they decided to relieve some of that pesky sexual tension between and well... Y/n has a tiny problem that she can't tell Bruce about as it appears he's gone back to Selina.

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Oh what Y/n would give for a beer or glass of wine right now! This is was not how she wanted him to find out, the y/ht avoided Bruce’s hard gaze, While Selina found a table for the four of them to sit at, Because Y/n looked like she was going faint the second she met up with Bruce!

Dirk left for moment to go get her a ginger ale from the bar, Y/n tried to hold idle conversation with Selina. "So how far along are you?" the raven haired woman asked curiously eyeing your stomach. "a-about six months." You mumbled avoiding Bruce's gaze the lights started going off like fireworks display in his head.

"I bet your husbands excited." You looked at Selina bemused. "Husband?" You looked over your shoulder at Dirk who was returning with the drinks and realized what she meant. "Oh no, Dirk isn't the father and I'm just here as favor, he's always been little.... nervous around crowds" You explained his wife was out of town for work and had asked you to fill in for her. "She paid for the alterations for my dress." You awkwardly looked at Bruce but he was still fixated on your belly.

At that moment the little one decided to wake up and gave you a swift kick to bladder. You let out a yelp causing Bruce, Dirk and Selina to jump. "What's wrong? Are you alright?" they asked over each other, you just waved them off. "It's alright, the kid likes kicking me in the bladder...I have to go to the bathroom." everyone calmed down and Selina offered to take you and you reluctantly accepted.

while you were gone Bruce turned his attention on Dirk and cleared his throat. "Dirk was it?" Bruce inquired the red head nodded nervously. "And You're close with Y/n?" The the man nodded again while fiddling with a fidget bracelet on his right wrist. "Has she mention the father any point?" Dirk's brows furrowed he was heavily contemplating if he should answer or not. "She says it’s complicated." That was too vague...

Bruce had to know for certain if that was his child you were carrying, Dirk wasn't really finished talking "But I think Y/n did something she shouldn't have...And now she's in trouble." Dirk may have worded wrong, but it was clear he was worried that the father might be a criminal and could hurt Y/n and the baby.

Bruce shifted uncomfortably in his chair. "It takes two to make a baby Dirk, I'm sure if Y/n explains, the father would understand." Dirk looked Bruce incredulously however their chat was cut short by Selina and Y/n returning from the restroom. Maybe it was her pregnancy brain overthinking things, but Y/n was quick to noticed the awkwardness in the air. "What were two talking about just now?" You worried were Bruce tried to interrogate Dirk about the baby...

Before Bruce could come up with an answer Dirk spoke first. "We were talking about Kamen Rider." the red head muttered avoiding eye contact, You raise a skeptical brow. "Uh-huh...Tell me Bruce, who is your favorite rider?" You watched the gears pause in Bruce’s head, Thinking you caught him in a lie, you were ready to ask what they were really talking about?... until, Bruce found his voice. "Well that's debatable, I started off with W because the detective theme." Not good enough! But Bruce wasn't done to you surprise.

"But then I got heavily into Zero-One because the living a double life aspect reminded me of certain dark hero..."

"o-oh?"

"Also Decade his personality kinda reminds me of Damian."

"Well...Damn."

You, Dirk and Selina were speechless on Bruce's knowledge on the masked rider series, until Bruce reminded you that he had raised four kids, at least one of them has watched Kamen Rider at some point in their life, Though Damian was stubborn about it, He'd call his brother's fixations on cheap acrobatics and bike tricks childish and below him, Of course Bruce would find him watching it alone in his room, when he thought everyone else was out. "He favorite season was Kiva." You were still coming down from your shock. "I see, just full of surprises aren't you?" You joked giggling a little.

Offhandedly Bruce replied "I'm not the only one..." it came off very harsh Selina gave him hard punch in the arm and gave him this 'what the hell?' look, before Bruce realized what he had said and like that whatever good mood in the group quickly evaporated right then and there. "Y/n wait, I didn't mean it lik-" You shot him a harsh glare that shut him up.

"I'll see you on Monday regarding my maternity leave, Goodnight Mr. Wayne." You spat grabbing your purse and Dirk helped escort you out, while Bruce groaned burying his face into his hands, he was so screwed! If Selina doesn't kill him tonight than Damian most certainly will!

Meanwhile while you and Dirk were walking to the parking lot, You were still seething over what had just happened, How dare he?! You were starting to second guess your entire friendship with Bruce, The first guy you've had sex with in like, (pause) Four years! He sees you pregnant and his first thought is 'Wow you get around!' You were so lost in thought, you hadn't noticed the group of women walking by until one of them bumped into you.

"Oh sorry..." before continue on your way not realizing the woman you bumped into was Bitchy/Britney. She saw your round pregnant belly, something inside her just snapped! She quietly took out her phone and took a photo of you and Dirk, but at this point, her mind was so far gone; she fooled herself into believing that the lanky 5'7" ginger haired man was Bruce. "I finally got you!~" she sang completely convinced that she had proof that you stole her happy ending away...

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