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cicadaships · 2 years

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oh my gods it just hit me that ur talking abt subnautica bc you said it. i didn't Realize omg omg omg i LOVE subnautica and i just needed to come into your inbox and say: AMAZING taste in game, PHENOMENAL f/o taste as well. al-an is very cool!! i haven't looked at below zero (or anything subnautica, really) in a little while so i don't remember much about him but i do remember him being rly interesting!!

pls use this ask as an excuse to talk more abt him and maybe your ship with him if you want!!

OHH SUBNAUTICA IS SO GOOD, I JUST FINISHED THEM TODAY. Al-An is just....... so pretty. and so tall, like god damn hes like 11 feet, large boy. his voice is so soothing to listen to, so calm and soft. And his colors changing based on emotion? turning blue and pink around Robin/The player, the flashes of red while hes giving his backstory and explaining how things went wrong, its so neat how expressive he is. his little shrimp tail is so cute, I wanna mess with it and be annoying dggfdg Earlier in game, I started talking to myself as I played and i called him the weird dog who lives in my brain. he went very quiet afterwards, like, i found several artifacts and he Would Not Speak To Me. when he finally spoke up he told me to go somewhere that had a leviathan and i think that was on purpose. payback for calling him a weird dog dfghgfd.

but like, how genuinely curious and open to learning about humans he is throughout the game? and how gentle he is about it? he doesnt belittle or anything, just asks and tells a little about himself in return. he is TRYING to understand and relate to humans. hes just so genuinly nice and kind throughout the events of the game. and hes shows so much fondness, accepting help and being so trusting. hes so sweet, its cute. hes cuuute aaaa

Im not sure about what my ship with him would be like just yet, but he seems very patient. my s/is tend to be very "annoying on purpose" so thats good. small and >:3 energetic / big and patient dynamic, probably.

#asks #pipships #🦠#also like. at once point he mentions that robin/the player would be considered pets on his planet #then we go with him to his planet.#i am definitely not gonna be laying awake at night thinking about the implications of that. nope. definitely not.#also HII ive seen you posting about hollow knight. i fucking love hollow knight. great fucking game that i never shut up about

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gobydana · 5 years

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The Vet Part 3

A/N: Next part of the Vet. Bruce’s kids trying to help out, much to his displeasure.

Catch up here: The Vet Part One, Part Two

After a long night of dealing with the stakeout gone wrong, Bruce was ready to head to bed. FIrst he had to make sure Duke and Jason were okay and getting the stake out patrol written. Turns out Duke was right in that the drugs might come earlier. Next time he was letting him lead.

After making sure everyone was headed to bed or to their respective apartments, he trudge upstairs. As he almost reached the sweet salvation that was his bed, his phone rang. Clark needed him to help with some league items. It happened to be the same day as Alfred the cat’s check up appointment. Well so much for seeing Dr. Y/N again he thought as he plopped onto the bed and fell asleep.

Dick volunteered to take Damian and his cat to the vet while Bruce was off on a meeting. On the way out he joked that he didn’t want to trade Bruce places. Bruce suspected he was using this chance for a day out with his little brother. With both of them in their respective hero activities, they didn’t get as much time together.

After a long, unnecessary meeting, Bruce headed back to the cave from the Tower. He was mumbling on the way up the stairs that the meeting was not needed. A simple email would have worked and Clark knew that. At this point he didn’t have a lot of time before patrol. Dick texted him asking if Nightwing could make an appearance tonight.

He got upstairs to see Dick and Damian with Batburger leftovers. Both were chatting about some video game. He could guess where they were disappearing to next. Apparently there was a two player game they had been trying to beat for the last two months when they saw each other. He cleared his throat to let them know he was there.

“How did the appointment go.” Bruce inquired while grabbing some leftover salmon and rice.

“Good. Alfred is a good kitty.” Dick replied.

Damian nodded. “Also I have invited Dr. Y/N to the gala. After all, you said this gala was to honor those who help animals. They has done well in that category.”

“Some of their collages are coming too.” Dick added in. “It was good seeing them again. Great vet.”

He almost choked on the food he was eating. Bruce couldn’t help but agree. Yet now he was nervous about the upcoming gala. It was his son idea, to raise money to help the local animal shelter and those who helped those animals. It also seemed now he might get some time to talk them. Why did that make him so nervous?

“You are coming to this one, right B?” Dick inquired.

“Yes, I am hosting it after all.” He replied.

“That has never stopped you before.” Damian remarked.

Bruce just hummed in response. The boys headed towards the media room to play their games until patrol. He was lost in his thoughts that at least he would get to see them. Suddenly, remember that Clark was suppose to be the reporter for that gala. Last thing he needed was one of the league's worst gossipers spreading unneeded rumors. Maybe he could ask Lois to cover it instead. Not normally her reports, but she wouldn’t be snooping in his life.

Thankfully that night was as normal as it could get for patrol in Gotham. Dick teamed up with Damian. It kept Dick from being chatty over the comns. Bruce was once again on his own for his side of town. His children weren’t as chatty on the comns compared to a normal night. Times like this reminding him that they didn’t need him as much. The days of one of the robins next to side almost over.

After patrol, when the others headed their own way, Dick stayed back. He had the half grin that gave away his thinking. He wanted to know something and was going to find out whether Bruce wanted to tell or not. It appeared he was in a good mood, which meant it wasn’t something Bruce had done wrong.

“What is it Dick.” Bruce said as he watched his oldest approach.

“Oh Dr. Y/N was just telling us how Batman helped her the other week. Getting kittens out of behind a dumpster.” He said while smiling.

“Yes. Someone tried mugging them. I was doing my duty.”

“Mmmm hmmm. The kittens are healthy and same with momma cat in case you are wondering.” Dick said.

“Did she tell Damian about the kittens.” Bruce inquired.

“Oh yes. He wants to make sure that someone takes care of them. Dr. Y/N said they were staying with them until they were grown. Warning now, I think he is plotting on taking once they are old enough.”

“I will warn Alfred to watch his backpack. Now was it before or after they mentioned Batman that you gave Damian the idea to invite them.”

“I have no idea what you are talking about. It was done out of gratitude for all they have done for the pets in this family. Amazing skills and should be consider top of Gotham’s vets.”

“Sure.” Bruce said as he headed towards the shower.

“Please make sure to actually come to this gala and stay most of the time. I can take on Batman duties if needed that night.”

“Oh, Alfred didn’t tell you? You are marked as coming to the gala.” He said with his signature smirk.

“You don’t play fair old man. I wonder if Clark is coming. He is usually fun.”

As Bruce headed out of the cave, he texted Lois. It was decided now, he did not need Clark and Dick both there teaming up.

The night of the gala finally came. Bruce was in a designer tux looking every bit the billion playboy. An imagine that was currently ruined by trying to get his children in line. Cass was in a black dress with a drop back and Stephanie in a dark purple, full length with silver accents. She was helping Tim with his tie as he was muttering ideas for the latest case. Duke was asking if he could have computer duty or even clean the batcave. He must have thought he had a winning idea since he was only in a tshirt and dress pants. His last argument was that Barbara got to miss for patrol, why shouldn’t he.

Jason wasn’t even dressed. Just sitting in a chair reading a book while informing Duke it would never work. Dick was actually dressed and helping Damian who was insisting that his pets should be able to come. Alfred was downstairs checking all the last minute ideas. Harper was commenting that she got in her tux quicker then the boys, while also tossing gummy bears at Cass who was catching in them in her mouth. Time like this made Bruce miss his days of getting dress and going. Now he got bigger headaches and a losing battle.

Once the ever growing family was as put together as they were going to get, they headed towards the main room. Since this was Damian’s idea for the charity, he took over some of the invites. Among the usual Gotham socialites were the top of the animal medical community. He made sure to greet everyone, but truth was he kept looking for one particular person.

Finally, he found them looking stunning. To him, they were the most beautiful person in the room. He started to make his way towards them to be stopped by Lois Lane. She had been trying to find him since he owed her for covering tonights report.

“Good evening Bruce.” She greeted.

“Thank you for coming.” He replied.

“No problem, just remember to hold up your end of the deal.” She pointly said.

“I have already arranged with Alfred to have Jon come over next weekend so that you can cover the UN assembly.” He stated.

“Perfect. Also I am assuming the reason that you didn’t want Clark here, might be the person Dick and Jason are talking to?” She said while directing his attention towards Y/N.

“Yes, now if you excuse me for a moment.” He said.

Lois waved him off as she made a point to find some of the animal experts to talk to. She could not deal with the socialites at the moment. She couldn’t help but let out a giggle as she saw Bruce’s panic face upon seeing the boys talking to Y/N. The poor man didn’t stand a chance with his children.

“So Bruce is chasing Ace around the house, trying to get him to drop the socks in his mouth. It wasn’t working as Ace was diving under tables.” Jason was saying as Bruce came up to the group, already modified.

“How is it going?” He stated while coming up behind Jason and putting his hand on his shoulder.

“Wonderful.” Jason said with a devilish smile. Dick must have informed him about Y/N.

“We were actually going to grab a drink.” Dick stated while steering Jason in the directions of the bar. Bruce silently hoping they remembered they had patrol tonight.

“Having a good time.” He asked nervously.

“Oh yes. Finally getting to catch up with colleagues. Sometimes I get way too busy for that. Though last I saw Dr. Hans he was explaining to someone the best type of dog to get for young kids.” Y/N said with a small laugh. A laugh Bruce wanted to hear more of.

“Would you care to dance?” He asked while holding out his hand.

“I’d love to.” Y/N replied.

The two of them made their way to the dance floor. The first minute was awkward as they tried to come up with something to talk about. Bruce decided to ask what they liked to do in their spare time. They went into a discussion on favorite movies. They were a movie buff to challenge Bruce. Soon the discussion turned to their love of helping animals. For the first time in a while, Bruce found a genuine smile staying on his face.

They had a few more dances together. Y/N was a wonderful dancer. One of the best he had the joys of dancing with. He was actually getting to enjoy the gala for once. Both talking about everything they could. The conversation flowing easy. He didn’t even bother to put on his Brucie persona for the night.

His and Y/N time came to an end as Kate Kane came up behind him. A slight tap on the shoulder and reminder he was needed for tonight’s speech. She then went back to dancing with her girlfriend. As she went back to dance, she gave a wink to the batkids who had been gathered in a area so they could watch Bruce.

“I am sorry, got to go play host.” Bruce said.

“Have fun. Glad I don’t have that job.” Y/N joked.

“I don’t blame you. Before I go, ummm next week, would you like to grab lunch?” Bruce asked as his heart rate increased.

“Let me check my schedule, but I would love to.” Y/N replied with a smile.

“Just let me know.” He said while going towards the stage were an impatient Damian was waiting.

As he left, he heard them say they would call him. It hit him then as he walked on stage which number they had. He was going to inform Alfred that no one minus him and Alfred were answering the phone. Especially since a few of his children were a little too good at sounding like him. With that he turned towards the audience, ready for next week to come.

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