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bluboothalassophile · 11 months

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I have a question about the batch of Jayrea short stories, you wrote. Within them you basically have Raven and Jason living in an apartment. Now I’ve been in quite a few apartments and I know that depending upon certain factors. Your neighbours can hear you. So it kinda makes me giggle just imagining a neighbour minding there own business and than all of a sudden hearing “JASON PETER TODD!!!”. The ceiling is shaking and your shadows in your apartment is acting weird. Your stuff is also prone to either shaking or moving depending upon the woman’s temper upstairs.

Like how have we not gotten information on the neighbours? Are they regular people or those in the Superhero world? Maybe even a villain like… Captain Cold rents the apartment because he doesn’t want to deal with Flash all the time or it could be Grifter. How do they perceive the other apartment? Do they think it’s haunted or do the neighbours just roll there eyes and go “Looks like Jason got into a fight with his girlfriend again.”?🧐🤣😋

I am in no way trying to force this issue. I just sorta wanted to ask. Apologies if it’s too much.😅

Hello,

So it's surprising how few heroes and villains live in NYC but I hope you enjoy! =)

Just Pretend to be Normal!

Living in a J. Peter’s Building came with a certain level of expectation and requirements. There’d be no fuckery, no villainry, heroing, drugs, or criminal activity. Which was great, J. Peters was famed for Blue Discounts, First Responder Discounts, as well as Recovering Housing; that recovering housing was for paroled and released criminals barring certain crimes. For the most part, J. Peters was famed for fresh starts, because he would employ many criminals looking for honest second chances, as well as safe homes for all his tenants. Fucking that up was not permitted, the last supervillain to try to turn his apartment in a J. Peters building was evicted so fast, and visited by the Red Hood, the Riddler was still recovering from whiplash.

That said, Slade liked living in his apartment, 3C, which was directly under J. Peters apartment which housed J. Peters and his girlfriend, Rachel Roth. Slade wasn’t fooled by the personas, he was well aware of who J. Peters was, as well as Rachel Roth, but life as a civilian operated smoothly if there was a bit of separation between the two and he never acknowledged what he knew for fact.

Jason Todd, a.k.a. the Red Hood, was in a serious, committed relationship with Raven from the Titans, and they were living a quiet, nonintrusive life, for the most part. That said, Slade was also aware that he only had this apartment so long as Jason looked the other way and left the unspoken rules of decorum about the heroes-villain world away.

That said, Slade also had to look the other way to the oddities of his upstairs neighbors; he was not fucking with an interdimensional demoness, he had learned his fucking lesson!

Today was no different as his daughter was making a rare visit with him, he and Rose were still on uneasy terms, but she was making an effort, so he was trying too. Today they had had a father-daughter outing, and now she was staying the night, he would be taking the couch. He had waved at Rachel in the lobby of their building when she was getting her mail and he was heading out, he was aware that Jason was out wreaking havoc in Gotham.

The night, for the most part was going smoothly, and now Slade was lounging on his couch, reading quietly, Rose had passed out in his room a while ago. He was squinting at the page; he absolutely refused to get reading glasses, he wasn’t fucking old. There was a loud crash, and he raised his brow as he looked over to his sink where the cutlery was rattling.

“Azar Damnit JASON!” Raven shouted, and he looked at his ceiling.

“It’s not that bad!”

“You’re bleeding all over my freshly mopped floor!”

“It’s just a minor flesh wound.”

“You’ve knicked a major artery, you ass!”

“I am feeling lightheaded, little bird, yell at me after I die again.”

“You’re not dying unless I kill you!”

“Now that’d be a hell of a way to go!”

“Get your mind out of the gutter!”

“I’m a street rat!”

“I’m about to have a dead rat for a boyfriend, who the hell were you fighting!?”

“Oh, you know, Dick, Penguin, regular goons…”

“Dick did this!”

“Yes.”

“Imma going to go kill him!”

Salde winced as the shadows flickered in his apartment and then everything was normal again. He shrugged as he went back to reading his book. As he said, so long as he never acknowledged who his neighbors were, they could all pretend to be civilians and not heroes and supervillains.

#bluboothalassophile #jason todd #raven #raven roth #jayrae #redrae #raex #calm in the storm #slade wilson

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nocturnalchaos · 1 year

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“Damian looked over the other idiots he was now going to be on a team with and he felt like gouging his eyes out. This wasn't going to be… whatever it was supposed to be.”

Damian Wayne = Prince of the Anti-Social Society (with homicidal tendencies)

#damian wayne #bluboothalassophile #damian al ghul #dc #dc comics #fanfic #anti-social #robin damian

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blackcatwithatinyhat · 2 months

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Recently read the Hopes for a Bastard series again. GOD i love the relationship Raven and Jason have (whatever you wanna call it what they have going on, do i know? do they know?) srsly BluBooThalassophile did such a fantastic job it‘s one of my favoriten things/fanfic/literature ever. So i drew a little something of them hugging <3

#art #raven #Jason Todd #jayrae #hugging #i love them sooo much #dc #fanart #teen titans #red hood #bluboothalassophile is so amazing srsly

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inverted-typo · 9 months

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First off, I love your work; it's amazing and I am always blown away. Secondly, would you consider doing a JayRae piece? I know you mentioned you obsses over ceartin fandoms, don't get me wrong I was ecstatic when DamiRae became official through DC and Raven finally got a Robin. I was just curious if you would consider JaeRae, main reason is due to BluBooThalassophile stories along with Xaphrin and a handful of others. And thank you for gracing us with your work of art 😁

Thank you! Ahh you’re so kind 🥺 I too was ecstatic when she finally got a Robin.

I would be happy to indulge in a taste of JayRae for you! Listen, I don’t know what it is, but I just love Raven being with someone who has a freight load of emotional baggage and generally has zero problems with killing people. So here’s a little doodle for ya! I’ve read some of @xaphrin jayrae fics and I was like: oh. Oh this is good.

#my art #art #drawing #illustration #dc comics #jayrae #Jason Todd #redhood #raven #will say would have never thought to pair these two on my own #feel like I’m cheating on the otp 😂

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mabn02 · 10 months

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pls read @XAPHIRIN @anemichickennugget @bluboothalassophile work to have clear skin

I believe in Jayrae supremacy OJL

#pls ignore the anatomyTTTT #jayrae #jason todd #raven #red hood

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maidmerrymint · 7 months

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I love the sansa x aemond fics I've been reading.

I kinda made these for myself but also for 2 of my favorite writers for this ship.

@bluboothalassophile @reginarubie

#sansa stark x aemond targaryen #sansa x aemond #fanart #kinda #house of the dragon #game of thrones #aemond targaryen #sansa stark

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demonbirdsforever · 4 months

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We should do a DC FanFic Title Run

We should get artists and writers to do a year long title run. With DC comic fans writing a combination of characters for a story/comic that connects to a bigger story. Like what DC comics does except it’s a fanfic. Surely there’s enough Writers out there to do a Title run? Is team ups with writers possible? What kinda stories could you come up with.🤩

It’s just a thought and honestly we’d probably could do it as a fund raiser. I know that Damirea fans did something like that. If we did a wider scope we could really help a proper charity. Apologies I just went into left field with that!🤣😅😳

@fancyfade @bluboothalassophile @dc-and-damirae @tricksterrune @gorogues @longitudinalwaveme @damiraedemonbirds @damirae-sauce-week @reverseoforah @inverted-typo @xaphrin

Apologies I don’t think I got everyone. I’m going blank with some names.😅

#dc comics

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xaphrin · 2 years

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@bluboothalassophile I have been working off and on, on a soft JayRae story! The premise is that Raven lives in a sentient bookshop that is trying desperately to get Raven and Jason to fall for each other. Hijinks ensue. I have the first part below (unedited).

And, I am hoping to have a few adult pieces on my birthday in three days! Unfortunately, I won’t have an avalanche of adult nonsense like in years past, but I am aiming for at least a few! ❤

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Clusterhug

Jason had likely walked this route to his apartment a hundred times before, and yet somehow this was the first time he saw the bookshop. It was a slender and dark building - almost tilted, and wedged a little ways back in what he thought was an alley, but must have been some kind of slithering entrance. The other buildings that surrounded the bookshop were tall and stately, displaying shiny brass historical placards, but this little place seemed almost like an orphan, begging for someone to save it.

He stood there for a few moments, the freezing rain pouring down on him as he gripped his canvas grocery bag. He wasn’t sure why he was pausing, but something kept drawing him closer to that narrowed, dark entrance lined with strings of dim bulbs. He glanced back down the near-empty street for just a moment, and made the decision to enter. He had learned a while ago that his gut was probably right, so if it wanted him to check out the shop, he would.

With a quiet huff, he stepped down the cobblestone alleyway and up to the front of the shop. The windows were dingy and caked with dirt from the city, but they still emitted a soft, warm glow that banished the shadows around the entrance. It was… welcoming. Almost homey.

An unusual sense of caution filled his chest, and Jason opened the creaky door and stepped inside the space. Warmth and comfort settled over him, and he glanced around the shop, taking in the tight rows of neatly arranged books - both used and new. He stepped up to one of the shelves and read the spines with curiosity.

“Good afternoon- oh.”

Jason lifted his head and felt his stomach drop into his stomach as he saw the owner approach him. He would have recognized that face anywhere - the wide, dark eyes and soft, full lips. His heart did something strange in his chest, which was a feeling he got whenever he saw Raven. Even if he hadn’t seen her in a few years.

“Raven.” He blinked and shifted, looking around the space again.

Her smile was thin, almost shy, and she gave a polite nod. “Jason.”

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, leaning back on his heels as his stare returned to her face. “I didn’t realize you were in Gotham. Dick didn’t mention anything last time I saw him.”

“I figured.” She gave a small shrug, but her expression looked somewhere between hurt and strained. “I sent him a text a few months ago, but with everything going on in his life, I suppose tracking my movements around the country is low on his list. I’ve been here a while.” She moved to straighten a book, as if she needed something to do with her hands. “I’m surprised you managed to find the shop, it’s… a little out of the way for most people. And, I didn’t know you were in the neighborhood.”

There was a long pause, and the shop seemed to shift around them as if the walls were expanding and contracting in a subtle, but curious movement. Jason could feel something heavy and strange settle in his stomach at the gentle creaking, but it didn’t feel unwelcome. No, it just felt like someone was watching him intently and with excitement. Considering Raven the magic user she was, he chose not to dwell on it too much. It was probably the hard wind outside anyway.

“Rent is cheap here.” He paused by a small table advertising a local author, and glanced over the cover, shrugging. “I like to rely as little on Bats as possible. We… don’t always see things in the same light and it causes us to butt heads more than I think either of us care to admit.”

Her expression remained unchanged. “Understandable.”

“I thought you were still with the Titans.” He looked over at her again. “You know, off saving the world from things the JLA forgets or whatever.”

She shrugged and shook her head. “There were too many changes happening. I needed… stability, something regular and expected.”

“A bookshop is definitely regular.” He paused and let himself memorize her. It had been a few years since he’d talked with her, and she was just as beautiful. It almost hurt to look at her. “And I’m sure it’s probably quiet. Although, I’m surprised you didn’t start some kind of dark divination or sorcery-for-hire. I’m sure there are all kinds of rich idiots begging for some find of magic fix to something they created.”

Raven let go of a small, quiet laugh, and tilted her head to the side, her ponytail falling over her shoulder. “Mm. That’s on the second floor. It pays a little better than books, but you have to know what to ask for. Magic is an art, not a precise science.”

Jason chuckled, and he felt the room shift around them again. He lifted his eyes to the ceiling, looking for a crack in the ceiling or a beam out of place. Nothing. It looked normal and sturdy. Huh. Weird.

“Sorry. Old pipes. The walls don’t always agree with the cold weather.” She slammed a heavy book on the checkout counter and forced an awkward smile. “I’ll get around to fixing it eventually.”

Okay… Jason didn’t really buy that, but he also knew better than to press the issue. Something was obviously irritating Raven, he just hoped it wasn’t him. His hand wrapped around a copy of a book that looked interesting and he walked up to the register. “Care to ring me up?”

Her smile turned genuine, and Jason felt his heart turn over in his chest. If he was honest with himself, he’d been harboring a small, secret crush on her since they were teenagers, and even though their lives had gone in wildly differing directions, that spark was still there. Seeing her appear in his life again just made him remember how much he genuinely liked her. And his list of people he genuinely liked was short.

Raven rang him up and handed him a bookmark with her information on it. “Feel free to stop by if you’re in the area again. It would be nice to have coffee and catch up.”

His heart skipped a beat and Jason forced himself to remain calm. The last thing he needed was to have Raven see him grinning like an idiot. He shrugged and tucked the book in his grocery bag. “Yeah. I’ll probably see you around.”

She smirked and leaned against the counter. “And if you need any dark divination, hit me up.”

Jason laughed again, his whole body feeling light at her teasing. He gave a one-shouldered shrug and moved towards the door. It seemed to stick a little as he opened it, as if something was trying to keep him inside. That was a ridiculous thought. It was just because of the weather outside. Jason’s eyebrows knitted together and he finally managed to open the door, stepping onto the pathway leading to the shop.

“I promise not to be a stranger.”

“I’ll hold you to that.”

#jayrae #redrae

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cmz1303 · 11 months

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Hopes for a Bastard - BluBooThalassophile - Arrow (TV 2012), Batman - All Media Types, DCU, Green Arrow - All Media Types, Green Lantern - All Media Types, Suicide Squad (2016), Teen Titans - All Media Types, Under the Red Hood, Young Justice - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

For anyone who is intrested in JayRae, and have not yet discovered BluBooThalassophile amazing work. It's really good 😆

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sexibarbi92 · 18 days

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Chapters: 3/? Fandom: The Originals (TV), The Vampire Diaries & Related Fandoms Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Davina Claire/Kol Mikaelson, Dahlia & Kol Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson & Finn Mikaelson & Klaus Mikaelson & Kol Mikaelson & Rebekah Mikaelson, Mikael & Freya Mikaelson, Inadu | The Hollow & Hope Mikaelson Characters: Davina Claire, Kol Mikaelson, Dahlia (The Originals), Mikael (Vampire Diaries), Esther Mikaelson, Freya Mikaelson, Finn Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson, Klaus Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Hope Mikaelson, Inadu | The Hollow (The Originals), Original Mikaelson Character(s) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Witchcraft, Werewolves, Vampires, BAMF Kol Mikaelson, Protective Kol Mikaelson, Witch Kol Mikaelson, Alive Kol Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson-centric, BAMF Davina Claire, Davina Claire-centric, Parent Klaus Mikaelson, Jealous Klaus Mikaelson, Dark Hope Mikaelson, Parent Elijah Mikaelson, Alive Elijah Mikaelson, Protective Hayley Marshall, Alive Hayley Marshall, Bad Parent Esther Mikaelson, Good Parent Mikael (Vampire Diaries), BAMF Rebekah Mikaelson, Protective Rebekah Mikaelson, BAMF Hayley Marshall Summary:

Davina lost Kol by the hands of his family. And after they callously utilized and betrayed her to gain what they needed rather than assisting her, she turned to their greatest foe with an offer too good to be refused.

In the coming years though, with the comfortable life Davina built through blood, sweat, tears, and magic, it has come under threat as Inadu's growing presence; which has consumed the youngest Mikaelson and spreads like a cancer through the supernatural world. Now the Mikaelsons turn to the family they've scorned, pleading for aid.

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bluboothalassophile · 2 months

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Me and my brother were talking about Raven’s pacifism and we realized that. That entire situation was a Catch 22, but we were like surely there’s a way to deal with this situation. That’s when we realized that the only way Raven could live a good life without hurting anyone was by being completely and utterly selfish.

That’s when I realized that. That would be a good storyline for Raven. The trial of being a selfish person. What about you? Do you think there would be a different option? Would you read such a storyline?

Hello,

I think it depends on how you'd define selfish. The best solution to Raven's pacifism is for her to live an entirely normal life as a civilian, she could also work in a field that aids people, or live in a cabin in the middle of nowhere alone. I mean, how you define selfish is going to define how the story goes. But yeah, a story with a selfish Raven, it could be interesting.

#bluboothalassophile #hello reader

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nocturnalchaos · 11 months

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JayRae Pregnancy Fanfic - Chapter 1

Summary: Life was finally at a good place for Raven. She and her longtime boyfriend, Jason Todd aka Red Hood, had created a comfortable routine and were both happy with their relationship. However, Raven has unexpectedly become pregnant and it feels like the world has decided to empty a dump truck of problems onto her head.

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For those that did not read the prologue of this fanfic please go to this link here:

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(Author’s Note: This fanfic draws a lot of inspiration from BluBooThalassophile’s Hopes For A Bastard Universe, Xaphrin, and other JayRae fanfics. In this fanfic, I have altered a lot of Jason’s storyline after the “Under The Red Hood” story arc. Also, Trigon’s sealed state does not allow for him to initiate contact with Raven or anyone outside of his gem prison. And, finally, in this fanfic Raven is a bit more expressive in this story. This is because she is no longer a teenager who is still getting a handle on her abilities and emotions or affected by teenage hormones plus Trigon has been sealed for about a decade now.)

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Chapter 1

9 months earlier

Raven looked down at Jason’s jean clad butt as he bent over his motorcycle. She sat perched on the nearby workbench as she stared at the 29 year old man. Pulling out a part, he grunted as he straightened up while fiddling with it.

While he was not completely covered in grease, Jason’s fingers were liberally coated in the brown substance.

The mid morning light streamed into Jason’s partially converted warehouse located in New York City. Short unruly black hair with a white streak topped his head. He was not conventionally handsome - life had been too hard on him for that. His face was one that had more character and strength in it than symmetrical perfection. He had a strong unshaven jawline and multiple small facial scars. The only decoration he wore on his head was a swipe of grease on his left cheek. He had removed his earrings because they had a tendency to bother him whenever he put on his Red Hood helmet. He was dressed in an old Rise Against concert T-shirt and light blue jeans that had both, thus far, avoided the grease. His cobalt blue eyes with a ring of green were currently focused on his hands. But, ever so often, they would flick over to her.

She silently thanked Azar that Jason was wearing clothes as he modified the motorcycle. Not many people knew this but Jason Todd liked to wander around in his underwear when he was home alone or it was just the two of them. This tendency of his came from the fact that he hated being hot and the man was usually a furnace. She didn’t mind this quirk of his as she thought he had a great body and liked looking at it. And since Jason’s roommates were out of the warehouse for the weekend, Jason allowed himself to indulge in the habit. But even if it was just the two of them in the warehouse for the weekend, his dressing tendencies posed a safety hazard when he was fiddling with stuff … like bombs and vehicles. But previous experiences that had resulted in a few more scars decorating his body, finally taught him to put some damn clothes on when he was working on one of his gadgets or vehicles. When he did dumb shit like this she was reluctant to use her empathetic healing on him if it wasn’t too serious as she felt it would teach him bad habits… like not being an idiot.

That morning, as usual, Jason had made breakfast waffles for them as she prepared their morning beverages. Ace, Jason’s dog, was fed and let out to do his business.

Currently, the German Shepherd dog was trapped in his penned section of the mechanics bay so that Jason could work in peace. Ace was a highly trained dog but had a penchant for eating random things if the dog was ignored for too long or didn’t have Jason in his line of sight for a couple of hours.

As Raven was a slow eater, she was still munching on her second helping of waffles that morning. The plate of waffles sat in her lap as she watched Jason work. Jason had finished eating breakfast and drinking his morning coffee an hour ago. His time growing up in and on the streets of Gotham taught him to eat quickly. It was a habit that he still held onto even after leaving the streets of Gotham more than 15 years ago. The plates and dirty cooking supplies sat soaking in the sink waiting in the kitchen for Raven to come and wash everything once she was done eating. This was all part of their established routine for the weekends that Raven decided to stay with her boyfriend.

The plate of waffles in her lap was momentarily forgotten as her mind went off on a tangent analyzing the similarities between her longtime boyfriend, Jason Todd aka Red Hood, and surrogate big brother, Victor Stone aka Cyborg, as both men shared a love of tinkering with vehicles.

She found it mildly amusing that both of these important men in her life were mechanically inclined and made excellent waffles yet would sometimes fight over the silliest things. Like they did last month.

Vic had come over to Jason’s house to see if he could advise Jason on a problem that was plaguing his truck. But they didn’t start working on the truck until later that day because they got into an argument for about an hour and a half over which decade produced better music the 60s or the 70s. She loved both of them dearly but they could be such idiots sometimes.

She loved hanging around both men when either one was working on their own mechanical projects. Helping Jason when he was working on his latest vehicle reminded her a lot of her time helping Vic as he worked on the T-Car. To her, her time in the garage with either male was bonding time and provided companionship. When she was with them as they worked on their latest mechanical endeavor, she didn’t feel alone and was surrounded with a feeling of comfort and calm.

When it was her and Vic, they would just talk about their problems or whatever was on their minds. Raven became Vic’s little sister. She might ask him for some advice or give some of her own when he is missing the female perspective on something in his latest relationship.

When she was with Jason, there wasn’t always a conversational aspect to her time with him. She would sometimes read or meditate while Jason did his own thing and they would enjoy the companionable silence. They would also talk when the mood struck.

Whenever she was with Jason, outside of their superhero roles, they weren’t their labels. They were Jason and Raven. Acceptance was a huge part of their relationship and was a main factor in what made them work. They both had trauma and issues that they were both working through.

She came back to the moment when Jason swore a blue streak as he looked down at the part in his hand. Her empathy told her that he was just annoyed and frustrated. As there were no surges of anger or an overwhelming wrath in the emotions coming off of him; she knew that the Lazarus pit’s side-effect of rage was not impacting his emotions currently.

He put down the part on the work table and went to wash his hands in the nearby sink.

He never stopped swearing until he pulled out his pack of cigarettes.

“Please do that outside. Remember that Roy brings Liane here when she isn’t with the Queens.” This was stated calmly and politely with little emotion in it.

“Shit. Fuck. You’re right.” Jason let out a sigh and stomped out of the warehouse to smoke.

Raven let out a soft sigh and let a small smile creep onto her lips. Finishing her last bite of waffles, she placed the plate and fork onto the work table. Walking over to the area that currently penned in the dog. Raven gave the dog a head pat and snoot boop. The small smile was still on her lips when she was done adoring and bugging the dog.

After grabbing her dirty plate and utensils, she began her chore of cleaning the dishes. Internally, she thanked Azar that the dishwasher existed to make this task easier.

It was as she was closing the dishwasher door that Jason came back into the warehouse. Not seeing Raven in the mechanics bay, Jason got Ace from his pen area and entered back into the apartment area.

Hearing Jason walk into the kitchen, Raven asked, “Wanna talk about it?”

Raven looked up from where she was drying her hands to the doorway that Jason had just walked through with the dog. Her empathy indicated that he was calmer than before but wasn’t back to normal.

“Not really.“ Jason responded with an audible sigh as he pushed his hair back off of his face.

“Ok.” Raven shrugged as she put down the towel.

“Hey. Have you seen Constantine lately. Usually he pops up every few months to visit you, right?” Jason asked.

He had walked over to the kitchen island and was leaning towards her with his forearms on the table as he talked to her.

“Yep.”

“Well, it’s been about 3 and a half months since you last mentioned seeing him. So, aren’t we due for a visit from your surrogate father figure?”

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Please let me know what you think in the comments or reblog. If there are any grammatical errors or constructive criticisms please feel free to let me know. Your comments and likes are appreciated and what motivate me to continue posting and writing. Also, this is my first fanfic. Please be kind.

P.S. I have been continuously been making small edits to these chapters as I spot them so please keep that in mind when you read the typos and changes in the reblogs.

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alexandria-millie · 21 days

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Chapters: 17/? Fandom: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, Game of Thrones (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Relationships: Sansa Stark/Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Sara Snow & Cregan Stark & Sansa Stark, Alicent Hightower & Aegon II Targaryen & Aemond Targaryen & Daeron Targaryen & Helaena Targaryen, Lady | Sansa Stark's Direwolf & Sansa Stark, Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen & Vhagar | Visenya Targaryen's Dragon, Helaena Targaryen/Jacaerys Velaryon, Aegon II Targaryen/Baela Targaryen, Daeron Targaryen (Son of Viserys I)/Rhaena Targaryen (Daughter of Daemon), Daemon Targaryen/Rhaenyra Targaryen, Corlys "The Sea Snake" Velaryon/Rhaenys Targaryen Velaryon, Alicent Hightower/Viserys I Targaryen, Criston Cole/Alicent Hightower Characters: Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Sansa Stark, Lady | Sansa Stark's Direwolf, Vhagar | Visenya Targaryen's Dragon, Cregan Stark, Rickon Stark (Father of Cregan), Sara Snow, Alicent Hightower, Helaena Targaryen, Aegon II Targaryen, Daeron Targaryen (Son of Viserys I), Rhaenyra Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen, Criston Cole, Jacaerys Velaryon, Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra), Joffrey Velaryon, Aegon III Targaryen, Viserys II Targaryen, Visenya Targaryen (Daughter of Rhaenyra) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Northern Culture & Customs (A Song of Ice and Fire), Valyrian Culture & Customs (A Song of Ice and Fire), Possessive Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen is Bad at Feelings, Obsessive Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Protective Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, POV Vhagar | Visenya Targaryen's Dragon, Sansa Stark Deserves Better, Warg Sansa Stark, Political Sansa Stark, POV Lady | Sansa Stark's Direwolf, Lady | Sansa Stark's Direwolf Deserves Better, Lady | Sansa Stark's Direwolf Lives, No Dance of the Dragons | War For Succession Between Aegon II and Rhaenyra Targaryen Never Happens, Crack Treated Seriously, Dysfunctional Family, Big Brother Cregan Stark Summary:

Sansa grew up dreaming of the songs. The songs sing of Dragons stealing young maidens, it's all fiction though, a fanciful romanticism of era long since past. An era she prayed to belong to, where she could dance with the dragons, and be a wolf of the North in equal measures. It was a fanciful prayer of a child who desired to belong.

The Old Gods have a twisted sense of humor answering the Queen of Dragons prayers.

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