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Headcanons of what's like to date Bruce, Dick, Jason, Martian, Wally, and Clark?

Hi, sorry for taking so long, but I am very grateful for your patience!

Here you go...

Headcanons of what's like to date Bruce, Dick, Jason, Martian, Wally, and Clark?

I would like to state that I’m assuming you meant Martian Manhunter and not Miss Martian, but in the case that I am wrong and you meant Miss Martian let me know and I’ll add her to this or write a super-long essay of your guy’s relationship or something!

As always please do not copy my work in any way, shape, or form. Thanks!

Warnings: none i think... not spell checked...

Bruce Wayne

Dating Bruce Wayne? Gotham’s favorite Billionaire and the Batman? Wow, good luck.

There is a lot of angsty shit in your relationship. Keep in mind it’s not like you guys have like crazy issues or anything, not to say that the Joker isn’t a crazy issue, but I mean that you don’t actually fight with each other a lot.

You disagree quite a bit considering you watch him on monitors and he goes out and actually gets hurt, but all of that frustration and worry comes from a place of care.

However, you didn’t talk to him for days when he decided to let Dick join him in the field. You were beyond upset, especially since you knew the dangers of crime-fighting yourself, seeing as you used to be a vigilante.

Regardless of that, it was Dick that convinced you to cut Bruce some slack. Eventually, you came to agree with the teenager, but only after you kicked Bruce where the sun doesn’t shine.

On a nicer note, definitely lots of gifts coming from his end even though he is called the dark knight.

Even when you were both playing hero and he didn’t know who you were under the mask he gave you little gadgets. You two had also met outside of hero-ing and in your real lives where he constantly graced you with the treat of coffee and/or donuts.

He likes to get you nice treats and sweets. He knows you don’t care for expensive gifts, especially since you work for a lot of nonprofits.

As for PDA on a scale, I will give you a 7.5/10. A solid 2.5 for physical affection such as hand holding, forehead kisses, whispering in each other's ears, and being a little too close to each other but not so close that you freak out everyone else around you.

As for that leftover 5 on the scale, holy shit do you guys never shut up. The constant flirting is where most of this score comes from. Saying embarrassing and inappropriate shit anywhere and everywhere is common with you. You tease each other relentlessly and enjoy seeing the other squirm. It can be quite uncomfortable for others around you, but you tend to keep the more spicy comments quieter, which leads to all of your odd whisperings.

You sort of live with him…? You guys are most often at his place, but you did decide to keep your own just because you wanted something that you paid for and could afford unlike his gigantic fucking manor.

Bruce cares for you deeply and understands why you want to keep your independence and have at least something of your own, especially considering that you guys work together often.

You are close with all of his family, including each kid he adopts, takes in, or has under his proverbial wing. In fact, you kind of think they prefer you over him, or at the very least Jason definitely does.

It might also be common sense now that Alfred also likes you more than Bruce because, in your guys' relationship, you have all of the brain cells and are logical.

You both can be impulsive and rude. You both can come across as very blunt and private people. You work well together despite everything.

You were very glad in the end that you both found someone so supportive and understanding.

You both were also glad that you had the guts to kiss him because, honestly, he was never going to make the first move without it being an epic disaster.

Dick Grayson

Yay! Okay, this guy and you wow. May I just say couple goals here. Like yes, wonderful, perfect together.

Will you go off on someone for hurting his feelings? Count on it. Whether it is physically fighting or verbally berating someone, you also support everyone’s favorite Blue Bird.

Cute nicknames? Yes, as I stated previously, Blue-Bird, you know because he had been Robin and then he became Nightwing, and Nightwing’s suit is black and blue. Also, his eyes are blue and they look so pretty you could stare at them all day. Also, often used but none as creative as Blue-Bird, sweetheart, darling, cutey, and love.

His pet names for you, are Darling, beautiful, sweetie, bundle of too much adorableness, most wonderful human being to ever exist, my reason for getting out of bed every morning, and love. It is obviously a wonderful mixture of names, and yes, sometimes you do worry about him.

I mean how could you not, you were there since he became Robin, you comforted him through every phase, from being a rebellious teen by denouncing Bruce, becoming Nightwing, forming his own group of heroes, and making the obvious mistake of wearing tights as a part of his costume (that one was particularly hard for you).

I will now rate your PDA, congrats you have received a 6/10. You guys like to give small face kisses (forehead, top of the head, cheek, nose, temple, etc.), you guys give each other small pecks on occasion, and always say ‘I love you’ when one of you has to leave. You hold each other's hands a lot. You guys are very sweet and very wholesome. The only time you aren’t is when you get reunited after a long time (2+ weeks) or a life-threatening thing happens (which is pretty often, I’m not going to lie).

When you reunite do you share that time slowed down and you are running to each other with the wind in your hair moment before frantically grasping one another to share a passionate kiss.

Sometimes he will tickle you and pick you up just to spin with you. This happens quite a lot and the two of you often have tickle fights.

You get along with his family, but you have no trouble standing up to them for him. You will fist fight with Jason and tell Tim to ‘shut up and go to sleep’. If Damian starts talking crap you won’t physically hit the child, but you will steal away his pets with treats, which annoys him because food > him.

You will scream at Bruce if necessary. Dick and his adoptive siblings will have to physically pick you up to get you away from the situation.

You guys never fight, except when you eat the last of each other’s ice cream.

Jeez, you two are so cute together.

Jason Todd

You met early on but got together a few years after his death.

He used to annoy the shit out of you, but the events involving the Joker led you both in the same direction.

You both have a better understanding of each other than anyone else. You are field partners and the only real anti-heroes of Gotham.

You were quick to share an apartment once you both learned each other’s civilian names.

It is easier than you both expected to fall into a rhythm, which only made it easier to go from something platonic to something romantically domestic.

You never seemed to get in each other's way and could somehow calm the other down when the world became a little too quiet or loud. You both rarely slept in the separate beds you had brought and maneuvered into the one bedroom. In fact, neither of you really slept on a bed.

Most nights you stayed up as late as you could and either returned home and passed out on the couch or watched tv till 3 am, cuddling, and passed out on the couch.

You guys are a little different than others. PDA is more of healthy ways to deal with trauma mixed with a little codependency (but nothing terrible, sometimes shit just gets hard for you both and you have some really off days). Hand holding, back rubs, hugs, and playing with each other's hair and hands are just ways to calm each other.

But back to PDA. Yes. 9/10. You will both totally make out in front of other people spontaneously without a care in the world. He tends to initiate it, but you certainly never have an issue with it.

After all of the shit you two have been through you don’t really care about other people’s comfort around you because you feel safe with each other and are each other's security blankets.

Pet names are definitely common. It is probably the most annoying thing he does when you work together fighting crime. You always hated how he was so arrogant and acted childish when he was Robin. Now he just calls you pet names and flirts ceaselessly with you while you fight together. He will call you sweetheart, darling, beautiful, gorgeous, love, my love, love of my life, and more when you are in the field. He calls you them outside of your night shift too, but that does not annoy you at all.

You tend to use many of the back, if not all of them, because he means just as much to you.

He always makes the most adorable face when you cradle his head and call him beautiful. Like this is the softest he will ever be with someone else and he just looks so small and cute and in need of a hug.

If he annoys you, expect gifts in the form of food and drinks. If you annoy him, expect to give him extra hugs and books.

Yes, you read together, cuddling. Typically different books, but he acts as your personal heater and you love it.

Coffee shop dates, take-out-stay-in dates, and video game dates are to be expected. Also, pastries on top of buildings in the middle of the night are a great pastime.

Also, one last thing, just to mention, you are the only one allowed to use or even touch his guns.

Martian Manhunter

Telepathically communicating, yayyyyyyyy! Okay maybe too soon with that one. But really, expect to be snorting in a silent room as everyone looks at you like you're crazy except for him because he’s smiling fondly at your reaction.

You two are very sweet together. You help the Justice League with PR stuff, so you talk with the group of heroes all the time.

You often work with the big names and more controversial people in the League, but you work with everyone when you need to.

Also, J’onn can fly so expect to be carried in his arms all the time. He won’t even think about it twice because why would he take you somewhere in a car when he can literally swoop you off your feet bridal style and fly off as you look up at him in complete adoration.

For the moment you’ve all been waiting for, PDA rating. I would say 3/10 in public and 6/10 in private. By that I mean outside world public and the justice hall, mount olympus, etc. as private. In your guy’s place he’s just a cuddle bug or a second cat because yes he bought you a cat for one of your anniversaries.

He cooks you dinner. You join him often, but like he loves to cook you dinner. You think it is really sweet, but he also loves to learn different earthly activities. That and M’gann sends him recipes she thinks you’ll like (and you always love them).

You once made him chocolate cake by the way and now he has a new favorite thing. He loves it and didn’t stop talking about it for months.

He likes to hold your hands a lot. Sometimes when one of you is stressed the other reaches out in hopes of grounding them before they overthink. It’s very sweet and you both love the gesture.

You sort of also took M’gann under your wing when she first arrived and it melted yours and J’onn’s hearts when she first called you her aunt/uncle. At this point you're like the mom of the YJ and the go to friend for the league. It’s all very sweet but sometimes J’onn feels like the League is hogging you and ‘has to’ drag you away from everyone quite literally, which goes a little something like this:

“Oh, but J’onn, I was having a lovely conversation with Bruce.” “Oh, I’m very sorry, Y/n, but we really have to go,” as he starts to pull you out of the room. “Alright, sorry Bruce we can talk, more some other time?” Once you both make it out of the room you release a breath, “Dinner?” “Yes.” “Great because I’m hungry and Bruce was gnawing my ear off.” After that you both just laugh.

Dinner goes great by the way and you share chocolate cake at the end before going home to cuddle with your cat and watch baking and cooking shows.

Wally West

Just to get it out there, you show your guys affection through food and physical touch

You make Wally whatever you can cook and make a lot of it for his boosted metabolism. You also order extra pizza for him.

He tries to bake you your favorite desserts but sometimes lacks the patience and other times he eats half of it.

He typically just always buys you your favorite snacks and desserts. Even then he always ‘sneaks’ a bite.

Your PDA is surprisingly low, but as he matures it definitely increases. Like Dick had told you all those years ago it took a while to get used to Wally eating.

I would rate you a 2/10 at the beginning of your relationship and an 8/10 when at your best. (basically Young Justice S1 Wally compared to S2)

You are always touching each other. I don’t mean in an inappropriate way, but considering it is Wally that isn’t unheard of, just not often done in public.

On top of that, he will carry you everywhere, superspeed, normal speed it does not matter. Hand holding always, hugging always. He just wants physical contact. And piggy backs.

But like also, his pickup lines. I repeat his pickup lines. They are so cheesy and corny and you find them endearing somehow. I mean I do too, he is a sweetheart so yeah.

He treats you so well too. Your well-being matters so much to him and if you need something, he will be there in like 3 seconds regardless of where he is.

Nicknames should be expected: whatever you do, whatever you like he finds a way to make it a nickname. He does use babe a lot, but it feels a little basic so he comes up with new one's all the time. Sometimes they stick and other times you choke on air, but the scientific method says that you will fail and retry so it doesn’t phase him.

For the record though, he is Wally so a lot of his nicknames are food based: honey, cupcake, sugar cube, sweet potato, and more.

If you nerd out with him he will never, I repeat, never let you go.

Also if you wear his merch he will be all over you. Depending on the situation and the place it might get a little spicy, but in most cases he will wrap his arms around your middle and just hold you tightly as he falls back into a chair or couch or something. He will not let you go and will nuzzle his face into your neck for hours. For someone that is so fast and gets bored so easily, he will never want any of this to end.

Clark Kent

Yeah, you know. You knew. You were well aware of who he was. One single pair of glasses did not fool you. I mean, you didn’t say anything until like the seventh date, but you knew.

Yay, lucky you are normal, in fact, you do not play hero in your free time, but you do have some abilities.

You blame the particle accelerator explosion that occurred in your last home for your abilities. But they were easy to hide and really helped with your job.

You are a psychologist/part-time therapist. You met Clark through an interview you did about the effects of the most recent attack in Metropolis on the citizens' mental health. You had to fight for this article to even exist, but you did so because you could feel the fear that radiated throughout it.

You did everything you could to provide as much help and information as you could on the topic. Clark had been the photographer for the interview and you both immediately hit it off.

He asked you out to dinner when you stopped by his office to discuss doing another article. Clark said that to celebrate the occasion he could take you out if you wanted.

You said yes because free dinner was nice and he seemed like a good guy, so you thought why the heck not?

Of course, the date went well and you highly enjoyed his company. He asked you out again and said yes.

On your third date, he had to leave early for whatever reason, and then a minute later Superman flew by and started to stop a robbery a block away. Interested, you got as close as you could and were very shocked when you saw Superman’s face.

You didn’t mention it, but he had the same aura with the slightest bit of guilt that you thought was likely toward leaving you mid-date.

Once he knew you knew he eased up a lot and told you all about his past and Krypton and his powers and his hero-ing.

You guys have great communication, which is in part due to your empathic abilities. You can always tell when something bothers him and he is more than willing to talk through whatever troubles him. You do the same understanding that you both thrive off of honesty with each other.

Conversation always comes easy.

Some activities you like to do together are going out for dinner, movie nights, baking, picnic dates, and annoying Bruce Wayne.

Your PDA scale would be like a 4/10 at most. You are very sweet with each other, but sometimes you both find it odd being extra coupley with others around you. Since Clark has super hearing he can tell when people are uncomfortable and since you have your empath abilities you can feel it too. Other people’s moods also affect yours in general so the more people there are the more overwhelmed you feel so you try to avoid anything more than a quick peck on the cheek.

However, it is still very obvious you two are together because you spend a lot of time with each other and go to lunch together basically every day.

Around the Justice League, you can be a little more open with your affections but you both still prefer privacy.

Nicknames: yes. There are some of the basics: darling, dear, love, etc. Clark particularly likes calling you my dear and you enjoy calling him sweetheart. Sometimes you joke around when he enters a room and you say, “It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s my boyfriend, Clark Kent.”

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what-shitfuckery-is-this-ew · 5 months

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A Critique of Riordan's: Neurodivergency

tldr: Rick made ADHD and dyslexia superpowers in the books which fit the time he wrote the books, but it's not accepted now cause it diminishes neurodivergent struggle. At the same time he made autism coded characters the 'annoying' ones and had a very racist thing of having the only neurotypical be Frank.

He tried to fix it in the show. It worked for about 3 seconds.

TW: Ableism, Autism speaks mention, r slur, anti-schizo stuff.

This paragraph is useless so don't read if you don't want to: Sitting in my drafts are 3 different 'A critique of Riordan's' posts i made as i tried to redo my full critique of the Riordanverse with a little more positive feedback and a little less Rick Riordan is the devil spawn. I have decided to not do it in order because because i watched the show and i noticed some things which were iffy and others which were great. So yeah neurodivergency first. Enjoy and think Critically.

Books

Research and Diversity

The books were written in the early 2000s for Rick's son who has ADHD and dyslexia

As a result, it takes on a very "your ADHD and dyslexia is a superpower" message which were popular during the time, but we recognise now has delegitimised neurodivergent struggles

Also as a result, the books were very focused on his son's symptoms, and represented ADHD as a monolith which quickly turned into stereotypes (e.g jumpy, impatient and fast reflexes becoming the connecting feature of half-bloods)

It got so unresearched that at one point he said:

He also talks about coffee in a similar way, despite sugar and coffee not making us more hyperactive and instead making us sleepy. Unless all the scientists and people with ADHD are wrong i really don't know this works.

and also said this: "Leo was extremely ADHD even by demigod standards" Like what

But the worst part about the PJO books was that the neurodivergency was limited to the first book. Percy's ADHD and dyslexia magically vanish and honestly it's only really brought back up in HOO every now and then (not very well might i add)

Ways he could have improved:

He could have given other characters, like Annabeth, more diverse symptoms of ADHD. It wasn't that hard, For Annabeth recognise that she as a 'gifted kid' is more likely to have undiagnosed and so have to face the issues related to being undiagnosed and/or being both a gifted kid and having ADHD, and then also give her more symptoms common to girls like being really chatty or frequently daydreaming.

Continuing having ADHD (and dyslexia) as constant parts of the novels rather than throwaway lines. Build it into the characters actions and persona rather than add it on like an accessory

Research. Never stop researching. Always reach out to people with the disorders and ask them to help. Writing is nothing without research.

Get sensitivity readers

Grammar

This is really minor, but he keeps say ____ was ADHD, and like gramattically that's a no. I am not a disorder i am a person with a disorder . Note for autism, the prefered grammer is Autistic person (aka turn into adjective and describe, something we can't do with ADHD)

Nico and Leo

Making Leo and Nico the 2 characters who were annoying and unlikeable (to everyone else not to fans) was really weird cause these 2 characters were the autistic coded ones.

NOTE: I did see a post explaining it better in the past, and i will link it when/if i find it again.

Tyson and the R Slur

I genuinely think he tried to make the r-slur scene show that it was bad, but the way Percy reacted to it wasn't quite right. Especially for childrens books these things need to be really clear. So it was good to make a bad bully character who was hated say it, but he could have made it better by skipping Percy saying "He’s not r*tarded" and go straight to "I had to try really, really hard not to punch Sloan the face."

The scene was ok, it could have been better, but again these were written in the 2000s, we have to acknowledge that.

Percy and School

Now this is interesting because this is more recent. Percy tried really hard in school and was smart, it was part of his characterisation. But he never did well in school, because that's how his disability affected him (especially since it was the American school system which we all know is shit and even more shit for people with learning disabilities).

The problem stems from TSATS, where Percy is made out to skip school, and not try at all (feeds into people with ADHD do bad cause they don't try/are lazy)

credits to @aroaceleovaldez

Racism: Frank Zhang

Frank Zhang the only Asian member of the 7 has no form of neurodivergency, despite the rest of them all having. It must be a just coincidence that there's a stereotype that asians are really smart and good at maths and the fact that the rest of the Romans have dyscalculia/s.

It's not weird at all that the character instead has lactose intolerance, which is really common in East Asia unlike dyslexia, ADHD or dyscalculia, which has such a low rate of diagnosis because there is a large stigma behind the disorders and because white people don't think Asians can have learning disabilities/s. No not weird at all that the dude is described with symptoms of dyspraxia but Rick refuses to recognise he is not neurotypical/s

I'm stepping out of sarcasm speak to remind you that Asians with learning disabilities are significantly less likely to get diagnosed with anything because:

because their parents won't let them until they have no other choice (glares at my parents) because there's a massive stigma behind intellectual/learning/development disorders in these communities

When we do try to get diagnosed our claims are diminished because of racist stereotypes and the belief that booksmarts/giftedness = no learning disability. It means most psychologists and psychiatrists (who are usually white) think that all Asians are smart so they don't ever have any form of neurodivergency and we're left to struggle.

Schizo Rep

Octavian. Villain. Schizo. Again.

Do i even need to explain this?

Show

Not actually a specific disorder - Percy just has a learning disability

Interestly Percy's dyslexia is just never talked about, And even his ADHD is never mentioned by name. He's got a random learning disorder which isn't specified. At first i assumed it was still ADHD cause the books, but watching more, you realise they aren't actually focusing on what learning disorder he has and what he has to deal with as a result of that. It's just a generic learning disorder.

Which is weird because learning disorders are all different and we all face different things, even with the same disorder. So placing all learning disorders in the same group? not good. Don't know what i expected from disney, but it wasn't this.

Autism Speaks

So the show tried to acknowledge that Percy was constantly told he was special and heroic when he really wanted to have help for his issues and for people to recognise that he has problems and those are bad. It also represented less stereotypical adhd symptoms (though whether that's because the disorder is no longer adhd or whether they wanted more inattentive symptoms to be present, we'll never know)

but then it went ahead and used a broken puzzle metaphor for his neurodivergency?

Puzzle piece metaphors when talking about any form of neurodivergency are a no go because the creators of the metaphor literally want Autistic people dead.

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT THAT HE DOESN'T HAVE AUTISM, WE ARE NOT ALLIES TO THE AUTISM COMMUNITY IF WE USE THE LANGUAGE AUTISM SPEAKS CREATED

Not only that but a broken puzzle is not a good way to represent us anyways because NEURODIVERGENTS AREN'T BROKEN.

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punkeccentricenigma · 7 months

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Hi hii! I was wondering during if you'd be able to do a headcannon with the rottmnt boys with a hispanic s/o? How they would react with them speaking Spanish to them, cooking them homemade recipes, and so on. If you're down for it ^^ thank you so much! I hope you have a good day ✨️

🌲~Anon

Rise!Boys with Spanish!Reader

Relationship status: Romantic

Reader prounouns: They/Them

TW: Some grammatical errors because english is not my first language

A/N:

I've decided to combine both orders because they are similar; I hope you don't mind. If I made any mistakes here, feel free to correct me!

On a slightly different note, I can't wait for Friday because that's when I'm going to see the Fnaf Movie! Oh my, my childhood self is unimaginably excited. Fnaf was a significant part of my childhood and helped me get through traumatic experiences. Even if this movie turns out to be not great, it doesn't matter; the important thing is to have fun. Overall, thank you for the compliments on my writing, and I wish you a great day too!

Leonardo

◇I think he would be the most supportive and at the same time the most annoying of the turtles.

◇At times, he can read from your sentence what word you mean when you have trouble finding it and say it during the conversation.

◇Other times, he'll slyly chuckle when you stumble over your words.

◇Apart from that, despite your English-speaking troubles, he loves listening to your speeches in Spanish.

◇You can talk about World War II, and he'll gaze at you with hearts in his eyes.

◇You have an agreement: you teach him Spanish, and he teaches you English.

◇You often goof around during those lessons, Lmao.

◇Not a big fan of foreign dishes, no hard feelings for Spanish food; he applies this rule to any food that doesn't come from America.

◇Not as eager as Donnie, but still open to trying on Spanish traditional costumes.

◇Get ready for him to take a photo of both of you and set it as his wallpaper.

◇Dancing? He's in >:D

◇Unlike his twin, it took him a while to get the moves, but now he tears up the dance floor with you.

◇He often visits Sr. Hueso to annoy him with compliments about you. He almost got banned from that restaurant.

◇Imagine the mischievous discomfort when you met a skeleton and spoke *only* in Spanish. Hello! He wants attention too!

Raphael

◇He totally gets you when it comes to the difficulty of finding the right word. I think Raph had the most trouble with speaking, so there are times when he can't find the right word either.

◇However, unlike Leo, he absolutely can't predict what word you want to use, and it always leads to misunderstandings.

◇Then you grab your phone and look up the translation of that word from Spanish.

◇He likes your voice when you speak Spanish, especially when you're talking to someone on the phone.

◇You probably won't teach him your language, but he'll pick up some words on his own to make you feel better, so you don't think he's ignorant.

◇If you cook him a dish from your country, you might as well prepare your ring finger for an engagement ring BECAUSE HE LOVES TRYING NEW THINGS!

◇Especially if you cook it <3

◇I think he would especially love Paella and Patatas bravas.

◇When it comes to clothing, nothing has changed - our dear turtle won't fit into anything :/

◇But what's stopping you from going to the Hidden City to get clothes styled after Spanish traditional attire?

◇In general, he wanted to dance with you, especially Flamenco (that's all he associated with dances, lmao), but he was too clumsy for it and kinda ruined the fun a bit.

◇He felt a bit guilty even though you honestly said nothing happened.

Donatello

◇Sometimes the guy gets annoyed when you can't find the right word in English, but he won't help you with it for the life of him at that moment.

◇Honestly, he sees it as motivation for you to improve your English.

◇Jerk.

◇Only when April convinced him did he create a small device for you that works like a translator, but one that actually works.

◇Although he sometimes enjoys listening to you speak in your language, don't expect him to understand anything, at least not when he's working on a new innovation.

◇He'll look you straight in the eyes and say he doesn't want to learn Spanish, but secretly he's cramming like never before.

◇Oh, you have no idea how much he loves your shocked expression when, after a few weeks, he effortlessly starts speaking basic Spanish to you. It's a good thing he records everything and can replay it indefinitely.

◇When it comes to food, he won't eat everything, especially if a Spanish dish has a relatively strange texture.

◇And even though it's a dessert, his favorite food is Flan. Sweet Boy.

◇You don't have to tell him twice - he'll put on traditional Spanish clothes and feel *divine* in them. He'll also proudly show them off on the next stream.

◇You don't even have to convince him to try dancing! There's a reason his nickname is Bootyshaker9000.

◇He'll dance with you from Flamenco to Paso Doble.

Michelangelo

◇He'll patiently wait until you find the right word in English.

◇If you really struggle, he'll be the first to suggest using any random online translator.

◇Sometimes he might make fun of your accent, but it's relatively rare.

◇No problem listening to your conversations in Spanish; honestly, it's helping him slowly understand certain words.

◇He'll even be thrilled if you suggest teaching him Spanish.

◇But now you'll have to be very patient because he totally sucks at learning languages. Sorry not sorry.

◇Spanish food? Absolutely :DD

◇He loves your Empanadas the most: good, hearty, and filled with love from you.

◇He won't turn down Spanish dances from you, although he might mix in some hip-hop moves during it. Idk, just a feeling.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #rise donnie x reader #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt x y/n #rottmnt x you #rise leo x reader #rise mikey x reader #rise raph x reader #rottmnt x reader #headcanons

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t0rturedangel · 1 year

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Main 4+ craig with a Teruhashi (from saiki k) like readerr? Teruhashi's character is a popular girl,most pretty,has alot of admirers,smart,but unfortunately she cant do anything wrong to keep up her self image.Like if she fail a test her self image would be destroyed,so to keep her self image she has to stay up late and study,she also can't be rude to people even if they are rude to her because it'll ruin her self image :)

╭ . . . perfection and her protector ੭

• ➛ main four + craig x fem ! reader ( separate )

╰ notes / warnings :: swearing, kind of ooc (again). Sorry if this isnt good, please ask lemme know and i'll re-write !

STAN MARSH - ✮ •

━ Okay firstly- STAN loves you so much it actually crazy, sometimes he wonders how he's landed you and he thanks the lord that he did. To him you're absolutely amazing.

━ He hates the fact that you put so much pressure on yourself, so he tries his best to help you

━ he crawls into your room during the night ( totally not creepy ) and brings you food / snacks and tries his best to help you with studying and homework, but he sucks so he tries but ultimately- he fails.

━ after studying he'll just cuddle you and talk about how much you're amazing and how you can have some days off.

━ I feel like no one would dare to be rude to you, no one would want to be rude to one of the most popular girls in school- whos also the girlfriend of the school's star quarterback- Stanly Marsh.

━ If anyone was rude to you- you dont even have to worry, the next day they'd be apologizing to you practically all day, since you and stan are so popular and someone was rude to you, the talk spread like wildfire and many started hating the person since, who the fuck thought they had the right to make fun of one of the sweetest people in south park ??

" Im-im sorry ! Im so so so sorry " the person cried before rushing away leaving you confused. Not even a day ago this person was swearing you out and making fun of you, you not daring to say anything bad and now they were almost in tears, apologizing while everyone sent glares to them. After a few seconds you felt someone behind you, turning your head you saw stan " Hey babe " he smiled at you, wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him " Hiya hun " you grinned back " what happened ? " " you know the person who made fun of me yesterday? they apologized to me " " thats good " you turned so now you and stan were face to face " Stan, did you do something to them ? " " Not directly " he laughed before pulling you away- to the cafeteria talking to you about how he's joining to come over after school, to help you study and then just cuddle and watch movies, a smile on both of your faces as you walked.

KYLE BROFLOVSKI - ✮ •

━ Its so clear to everyone how much KYLE is in love with you, its actually insane. When he's not with his friends he's with you, a wide in-love smile on his face- he practically has hearts in his eyes.

━ Since he's literally the smartest kid in school (if not ALL of south park) he'll always help you study- making sure to explain things in a way you easily understand.

━ unlike stan, kyle doesn't sneak into your house he just walks in with his own set of spare keys. Your guardians love kyle so much they gave him his own house keys, its that or you go over to his house so you two could study ( he kinda likes it that way, since Sheila absolutely ADORES you ).

━ After studying he'll play video games with you, order take out ( or even make you some food himself ) and just hang out with you, helping you de-stress in any way he can.

━ I honestly pray for anyone who is rude to you and kyle finds out. Have you seen how hard he can punch people? Yeah . . . that person is honestly, truly fucked.

━ He might even bring out his jersey side on them.

You stared at the shaking person in front of you, they muttered apologize before speeding off. " Woah- huh ? " you questioned before turning around, deciding not to think about the situation any longer- it was best not to. They apologized and thats all that mattered to be honest. Reaching your locker you met your red headed boyfriend you sent a smile to you " Hey Kyle " you greeted, arms wrapping around him- he returned the favor, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek " How's it going [ nickname ] ? " " Pretty good babe, y'know that person who made fun of me a few days ago? " kyle hummed, annoyed with the mention of the person " They apologized to me, i dunno why but they did " " Good. No one should talk to you- or anyone- like that " he tsked and gave you a squeeze " Anyway- since a test is coming up, i'm coming over to help you study " you sighed, smiled and agreeded, even though you didnt want to bother your boyfriend with helping you he was a stubborn guy and by now it was practically tradition " Sure Kyley " " dont call me that " he pressed another kiss to your face.

ERIC CARTMAN - ✮ •

━ Even though no one can tell, ERIC is very much in love with you he just doesnt like anyone knowing. He defiantly wont make fun of you, as much as much as he would with anyone else, still he loves you.

━ Unlike Kyle, Eric is one of the dumbest ( when it comes to academics ) so he cant really help you there, he'll also have to break into your house, your guardians dont trust Eric- like at all

━ Still, after you've finished studying he'll throw you a bag of cheesy poofs and call you over to watch movies or Terrance and Phillip and while he will complain if you want to watch something he doesnt like, he'll still let you watch it.

━ If you think the person who made fun of you fucked up with kyle? oh boy . . .

━ the person who made fun of you should start praying to every god there is or better yet start buying their casket because they are sure as hell not making it out alive.

" Goodevening Eric " you smiled at your boyfriend, who was leaning against his a random sweet shop, eating cheesy poofs " Evenin' babe " he replied mouth full of the crisps " How've you been ?- " before you could hear another reply from him you felt a tap on your shoulder, turning around you were met with the kid who belittled you a day ago, they were shaking- tears in their eyes " i-im sorry . . . " they squeaked before looking over your shoulder, their shaking becoming more violent as terror was seen in their eyes " I'm- uhm- really- REALLY sorry, please forgive me " you stared at them, a soft smile on you face " its okay " at those words they sped off. " Huh ?- did i say something- e- ... eric. " you turned to face the evil smirk that your boyfriend held. You connected the dots and narrowed your eyes at Cartman who only changed his evil smile to an innocent look " Whaaa?? i didn do anyfing " .

KENNY MCCORMICK - ✮ •

━ God if you thought Kyle & Stan were madly in love with you, you've clearly haven't seen KENNY with you. He follows you around like a little lost puppy, heart eyes, red blush, half lidded eyes. For fucks sake he's like when a cartoon character when they smell the aroma of a pie when he's around you.

━ Just like his best friend Eric, kenny isnt the smartest mostly because he's fantasizing during lessons and simply cant be bothered to listen to whatever bull shit is spewing out of the teacher's mouth.

━ He would also sneak into your room whenever you're studying even though he doesnt have to at all- he likes how it makes it feel like the two of you are forbidden lovers that can only see each other in private when its the complete opposite.

━ To be honest, its usually you helping HIM study which puts a lot more pressure on you but you dont really mind it plus after you and kenny cuddle while talking about anything interesting happening in the town.

━ If anyone decided to be an ass to you and the words gets to ken, that person will have a lovely visit from an edgy super hero, who'll then visit you after.

You were trying to get some sleep when you heard a tapping at your window. While you were tired and sad- and really REALLY - didnt want to open the window you knew who it was so you didnt really have a choice. Sighing you got up and opened the window, a figure 'flying' in, landing next to your bed " Hey mystie " you gave him a tired smile, you heard a low hum " dont call me that . . . its embarrassing " " Its cute " you laughed softly walked over by his side, sitting down " what are you here for? " mysterion hummed before sitting down by you, his gloved hand holding your bare one " you know that kid that bullied you ? " he asked in his gruff voice, one that ( even though you knew he was kenny ) he refused to stop using " Mhm " " Listen to this " he pulled out a phone and played an audio for you, an audio that consisted of the person who screamed profanities at you earlier that day, the same person who made you miserable was sobbing apologies and begging you for forgiveness. " Mysterion ! " you gasped staring at him- shocked " They wont bother you now, dont worry i didnt hurt them . . . that bad " " I appriciate your worry and that you made them apologize but, please , promise me that you wont scare them that much again " you shook you head " Okay . . . i promise " " Thanks Mystie " you smiled and kissed his cheek causing a slight smile on his face to appear.

CRAIG TUCKER - ✮ •

━ A little like eric, CRAIG doesnt really show how much he loves you around other people (unless they insult you or poke fun of you) aside from holding your hand. In private though its clear he's head over heels in love with you.

━ Craig is alright when it comes to education, he isnt extremely good nor extremely bad he's average but he'll help you as much as he can when it comes to you needing help with school work, but he'll probably stop midway and stop you too claiming that 'its stupid'.

━ When this happens, Craig drags you to his room - since you two usually study around his house - so the both of you can play games, watch YouTube and cuddle with Stripe.

━ When he hears that someone decided to be a dickhead to you, he'll most likely beat the shit out of them- sending middle fingers over the next school years to them.

━ This guy can hold grudges, and he'll hold a really long grudge to anyone who makes fun of his girlfriend.

" Craig, for the love of god " you muttered, patching up his bruises when getting into the fight he never considered the fact that the other kid, who 'bullied' you was also strong but that was now in the past and it seemed to you that craig didnt care " So ? That asshole deserved it " he let out a hiss when the rubbing alcohol made contact with a cut " No one talks shit about my girl " he groaned, cupping your face looking into your sad and slightly disappointed eyes " I know that you care and im so greatful for that, but you dont need to " " But i do, you dont deserve to be hurt like that and i know you cant stand up for yourself, so i will " he pressed a kiss to your forehead with his busted lips " I love you [ nickname ] " " I love you too Craig " you held his hand, squeezing it.

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slashersteve · 2 years

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Let's Kiss

pairing: Steve Harrington/Female Reader

summary: It might be the end of the world, and you're for some reason worried about having never been kissed. Steve decides to change that.

warnings/extra tags: friends kissing tm, friends making out tm, reader spirals for a second here, gets a little heated but this isnt my nsfw blog, cursing, beta read, edited by me and autocorrect babey

note: forgive me for writing slowly :') i wanted to experiment with writing more kissing scenes and decided it was a perfect time for you to kiss steve till you were stupid. Thanks for reading and enjoy <3

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For the third time in your life, it felt like the end of the world, but unlike those times, this time felt as if it actually might be. And you were…not okay if you were being honest. Everyone who was piled into this stolen Winnebago that Eddie Munson hot-wired was not okay, but they seemed to be holding it together better than you.

When Steve Harrington drove into an open field so that you guys could properly prepare for your battle with Vecna, who was also known as Henry Creel, but also 001, you thought the fresh air would be just what you needed. You were wrong though when you thought of Vecna though, as the guy had shown Nancy some big, big plans of his that had to do with opening up a massive gate in the middle of Hawkins.

In response, you and everyone else here had big plans too, some that involved baiting him with a still cursed Max while the rest of you venture into the Upside Down to try and kill him before his plan could come to fruition. Honestly, it was a good plan, especially with Nancy basically leading all of you, and you couldn’t poke many holes into it…except for one…or some.

What if he didn’t take the bait with Max? What if Dustin and Eddie’s plan to distract the bats didn’t work? What if you step on a vine and alert the guy? And what if he literally knows everything you’re planning at this exact second and you’re all walking into a trap?

You don’t usually freak out like this, in fact, you had once prided yourself in your ability to be calm and collected in nearly every situation, but there must be something in the air right now or Vecna/Henry/One somehow got into your head or something because you were on the verge of a whole panic attack. Even Robin was more calm than you were (or at least appeared so).

“Preparation is key,” Nancy had said when going over your plan again when you questioned if it would actually work. And she was right, the first time you were in the Upside Down it was by chance (or force as the bruises around Steve’s neck still gave you uncomfortable chills and dread), but this time you’re going to be practically armed with all the shit you just bought at that angry hick store Eddie suggested while Max baits Vecna.

God, the thought of anything going wrong made your chest hurt, and you wanted to vomit all over the grass next to Nancy and Max’s feet as she sawed off the barrel of the shotgun.

“I’m- I’m going to go and change,” you said quickly before that could happen. They both glanced at you, and Nancy told you that was fine all the while it looked like Max could see right through you.

“She looks like she’s about to bail or something,” Max said, watching you make a beeline toward the Winnebago where Steve and Robin were currently sitting outside of.

Nancy hummed as she returned her focus on the felony she was committing and said, “I’m sure she’s fine.”

You didn’t say so much as a word when you went into the Winnebago and closed it, making Steve and Robin glance at one another before Robin was continuing to make their Molotov bombs with kerosene and empty alcohol bottles.

Steve’s eyes lingered on the shut door a little longer, noticing your odd demeanor, before reluctantly turning his attention back to the Molotov bombs as well.

It was in the Winnebago when things took a turn for the worse for you.

You had just finished changing out of your tattered clothing from your first trip in the Upside Down, and now wore the exact same camouflage shirt Steve was wearing and some new pants. You started to spiral, essentially, your thoughts coming at you fast and all at once, thoughts about what could potentially happen and go wrong, about possibly getting killed, which led you to think about a lot of the things you hadn’t done yet.

You wanted to graduate and attend the college you were already accepted to, then graduate from there, and maybe find a significant other there or something to at least experience that. It was just insane to you that you experienced what it’s like to breathe in the air of another dimension before anything inherently romantic.

It made you wonder if your life would ever be…just normal.

That was when the door was being opened and Steve was walking in without any regard to look specifically for you. When his eyes landed on you, they suddenly squeezed shut and he said, “Shit! Sorry! Were you changing? I’ll just-“ he blindly stepped backwards, knocking into the back of the passenger seat.

"It's okay! I'm done anyways," you told him, and he opened only one eye slowly before opening both.

"Still, I should've knocked," he laughed awkwardly as he stepped back into the Winnebago and said, "Molotov's are done, Eddie and Dustin's spears and shields are made, Nancy committed a felony...I say we're almost ready."

"Oh," you said a bit shakily, "So soon?"

He nodded, and said, "Yup, we should probably leave soon if we want to make it at sundown."

You dropped your eyes for a second, and forced the nervous exhale from coming out as everyone was on as much edge as you were about everything, and you didn't need to burden any of them with your doubt.

"Are...you ready?" Steve asked suddenly, and you glanced up at him.

"I-" you shut your lips to gulp nervously, then opened them again to say, "I...don't know..."

His eyes looked thoughtful as they stared at you, and he nodded, "Yeah...me either to be honest." He laughed weakly as he leaned on the side and crossed his arms.

You looked up and kept your gaze on him this time as he sighed deeply, "Just talked with Robin, and she thinks it might not work out for us..."

Your heart dropped, "Oh."

"But...she also said that we're crazy, and that...if we don't try and stop him then who will," he licked his dry lips for a second, "And she's right. Whatever happens...we win..or lose...at least we tried."

It was a bitter thought, to think that even if you go in prepared and ready for battle things can still go south. You needed to sit down immediately, and once you did on the couch in the back, you dropped your head in your hands at the thought of the endless possibilities.

"Is this what our lives have been leading up to?" you asked suddenly, voice quivering, "Battling a sadistic clock obsessed guy with powers like El and bad skin who snaps people's bones because he wants to open a giant gate to take over the world? What ever happened to normal lives, you know? Why hasn't our only problems been oh am I going to pass this physics exam or oh my god is he going to call me back? You know normal problems that normal people experience?"

You were rambling in a similar manner like Robin might, and it caught Steve off guard as you hardly ever did anything like that while Robin does it often.

Also, you already looked and sounded like you were defeated before the final battle even began, and Steve disliked that a lot.

"Hey, hey, we beat this guy? Then we'll have those normal problems," Steve tried to comfort you, "If this guy is really the big threat, and we manage to put him down, that'll be the end of everything...hopefully."

You moaned dreadfully, completely ignoring Steve, "There's just so much I should be experiencing, I don't understand why I experienced what it's like to climb up into a ceiling and fall out of the other side before I experience, I don't know, a first date? A first kiss? I know that stuff's not super important but still, it would be nice."

Steve tried to speak, but you were continuing on, your thoughts venturing to other matters besides yourself and it was making him even more concerned with your current state.

"And it's not even just me, like those kids out there? They're so young, one of them is literally cursed, like what the hell is up with that? It’s so fucked up!"

You were continuing to ramble and asking rhetorical question after rhetorical question that Steve had to actually go over to sit next to you and grasp your shoulders to make you stop and look at him.

"Hey!" he said, slightly shaking you as your eyes met, "All this is not helping anybody, especially yourself. I think the same things sometimes, and I wish I had some kind of explanation for you, but I don't even know it."

You stared blankly at him, and he sucked in a tight breath and continued to say, "What I do know is that we really don't have normal lives, and you know, at this point we just kind of have to to live with that-"

"But-"

"I also know," he cut you off, "That if we're going to go down there and try to put an end to this then we need to be prepared and level-headed you know? So...just...tell me what I can do to make you feel better."

His final request was odd to you, as you didn't know what he could do. He could tell you everything was going to be alright, but you'd know it was probably going to be a lie to try and calm you down. Steve knew as much as you did, and it sucked for a moment because you were expecting him to know more. Still, the question did make your heart swell up because of how genuinely nice he was, just being here with you and talking to you, wanting to make you feel better.

You instead took in a deep breath, trying to calm down the pacing of your heart stemmed from your blast of anxiety, and now the typical feeling you get when around the guy as you said, "You...you don't have to do anything. I'm sorry...you're right, tonight could be the end of the world, we're all nervous, but I'm the only stupid one ranting about never having kissed anyone."

You rolled your eyes at your own stupidity, and turned away from Steve to look at the ground.

Beside you, Steve shifted in his spot, and said "You don't have to apologize...I just almost lost you there for a moment."

You laughed weakly, but didn't reply.

Steve looked at you thoughtfully, and cleared his throat gently before saying, "For the record...I don't think you being worried about things like a first kiss is stupid."

"Yes it is Steve," you replied immediately, "In the face of the end of the world? Yeah...it's stupid."

"Well, I don't know, they're probably thinking about things like that too..." Steve trailed off, "Just because you're the only one voicing it doesn't make it stupid."

You pressed your lips together, and shrugged weakly at him in response as you leaned back on the couch now, the top of your head smacking lightly against the back window.

You weren't looking at Steve, because if you were, you probably would've caught a shift in his gaze that meant an idea was coming about, whether it was good or bad, you wouldn't have known until he said it.

And after a few seconds of silence, he did tell you, except you refused to believe you heard him right.

"What?" you asked, wanting him to repeat it so you don’t look silly.

He coughed into his hand nervously and said, "I could kiss you right now...you know...give you a sense of...normal or something...or to like…cross that off your list."

Steve wasn't looking at you as he repeated himself, which was just as well, because you felt your cheeks heat up and your jaw slightly drop. Not sure if he was just teasing you or something, you muttered, "Normal...normal friends don't kiss each other, Steve."

He laughed breathlessly, and ran his hand over his mouth for a moment before replying, "Friends do help each other though...also pretty sure we established we're not normal."

Now that made you laugh, not a weak or breathless one like before, but a genuine one and you said, "Yeah...that's definitely true.”

He was looking at you now, brown eyes staring right into yours and you saw then that he was serious about it, serious about kissing you and letting you experience at least that before tonight.

It wasn't like you hadn't thought about it before, if that warm feeling he always gave you when he was around, even now, said anything. You've thought about it even before you were friends, when he was a stupid jerk in high school who never looked twice at you but still made you weak in the knees.

After getting to know him more, you wanted to do more than just kiss the guy. You wanted to go on dates with him, hold his hand, make him laugh...all those romantic like things you've only seen in the movies. Would kissing him right now, in a moment like this, be a good move?

At your silence, Steve began to move to stand as he was saying, "God yeah, you're right it's not normal. I'm sorry I offered and made it weird."

Your hand was flying upward to capture his wrist gently, and when your eyes met, your thoughts went away as you realized you had made your answer already. You gave him a single nod, and then said, "Let's kiss."

His gaze remained on yours then, his expression softening slightly as he waited a few seconds before settling back down in the space next to you.

The atmosphere changed drastically then, the color within the Winnebago a pretty golden shade, bouncing off of Steve's face and his brown eyes as they bore into yours. You never really noticed how soft of a brown color his eyes were, maybe because you’ve never been this close enough to see them.

His next question had tore you out of your mesmerized gaze, asking you in a soft, quiet voice you never heard him speak in if you were sure it’s what you wanted.

You nodded, and said in a breathless voice, "Yes I'm sure."

Your heart was beating out of your chest, this time for the reason that any second now you were going to be kissing Steve Harrington, the once King of Hawkins High, and now one of your closest friends. You were nervous, and you were scared, but no more than you were scared about what might happen tonight.

He was just so close to you though, instead of the usual cologne he wore that drove you mad, he smelled like the earth and the pungent smell of the kerosene they used to create molotovs. It really proved that it wasn't just his cologne that drove you mad, it was simply him.

It was him just being here and this close that’s what made you this way, what was making you forget for a second that the end of the world was hours away. Your breath had even hitched and he gently reached upward to cup your cheek, a gesture that made you feel more heat spread across your face and chest.

His eyes flickered to your lips then as he began to move in, and you tensed up as you felt his lips gently graze over your own before they pressed fully against yours.

Though it was just a peck, just two lips touching, you practically melted in your seat when you felt his slightly chapped lips on yours. Your eyes even fluttered shut for a second, and any doubt of this being a bad idea faded at once as you returned the kiss.

When he leaned away from you after a few seconds, you opened your eyes to meet him and he asked with a small smile on the lips that were just on yours, "How was that?"

You were practically breathless as you replied something incoherent, and Steve tilted his head curiously at you, not understanding what you had said, and to be fair you didn’t know either. Your eyes fell back onto his lips, instead wondering if they were tingling like yours currently were, and wondering if he too felt the fire that he ignited in your chest by that simple kiss.

Steve had noticed your eyes had flickered back to his lips, and he exhaled deeply, and moved his hand underneath your chin to make you meet his gaze again. You blinked almost dreamily up at him, and he asked you in that same sweet, soft voice that would be added to your favorite things about him… "Want to do it again?"

Oh, how fast you said yes.

He didn't hesitate after your answer, pressing his lips fully onto yours to quite frankly give you another best first kiss of your life that you were sure nobody could beat even if they tried.

His experienced lips moved against your inexperienced ones, taking control and taking your breath away all at once. His lips were slow and steady on yours, gently sliding along yours and it was you who tilted your head gently in order to deepen it just a little more.

Steve's hand had moved from your chin, rather moving to the back of your head as he exhaled for a moment right onto your lips, and he asked, “Is this okay?” in reference to how quickly heated this kiss was becoming. You responded to him by leaning back in, and he chuckled as you recaptured his lips onto yours.

You didn't know what you were doing, since you've made it clear you've never kissed anyone, let alone like this, but it felt like you were doing something right as you tried to return his kiss with the same intensity as him especially when he hummed against you, his lips slightly vibrating on yours and pulled you impossibly closer to him.

When you felt the swipe of his tongue on your bottom lip, it sort of brought you back to yourself for a moment and he was leaning away again, his cheeks were a blush pink color and he said, “Fuck I’m sorry. We agreed on a kiss, and I’m trying to stick my tongue down your throat.”

He laughed awkwardly at his own words, and you could only sit there and stare at him all starry eyed, your prior concerns with the end of the world all but gone for even just a few seconds and you replied, “I…I don’t mind.”

Now you felt like the awkward one when he just stared at you, except you didn’t notice that his eyes were just as starry as yours, and then, the soft brown of his eyes shifted and darkened at your response and you were kissing again, picking off right where you left off.

Your lips parted and you felt him slip his tongue inside of your mouth, now really drinking you up and your hands flew upward to his sides, sliding them underneath his jacket and you felt him shudder against your hands as they touched his firm back above his shirt that matched yours.

The honest truth was you weren’t thinking about what this may imply, with how good Steve was kissing you and how intoxicated you both were quickly becoming on each other. It didn’t occur to you that Steve has probably been wanting to kiss you like this for a while now.

With your arms around him, you pulled him almost on top of you, your head smacking back against the window again as his tongue explored your mouth and all your worries just floated away as your mind was becoming fuzzy on him and the feeling he was bringing out of you.

“Steve,” you mumbled his name with a voice that was even unrecognizable to you, and it only urged him further, drinking up the next murmur of his name and you dragged your nails into his back (being wearing of his bandage) now feeling a sort of heat settling in the pit of your stomach as he practically devoured you in this Winnebago.

There was no telling where this might’ve gone, or how far either of you would’ve let it go, as Eddie was entering the Winnebago with a slam of the door saying, “Hey! So we’re- holy shit-”

The rest of his sentence was cut off at the sight of the position you and Steve were currently in. He had come in so fast and unexpectedly that neither you or Steve pulled apart quick enough so Eddie saw, well, everything, especially Steve nearly on top of you and his tongue in your mouth.

All you really could do was pull your lips apart from each other and look at the metalhead with similar, wide eyes.

“Uh…yes?” you asked awkwardly after a few seconds of silence, feeling your cheeks heat up with embarrassment rather than whatever Steve had been making you feel.

Eddie stared at the both of you for a second longer before he cleared his throat and said, “Yeah, some of us need this to change in, so if you want to make out- there’s an entire field out there,” he gestured around almost dramatically, and you blinked a few times, “Right yeah, so I’ll give you guys a moment.”

Neither you and Steve could properly respond to him as he was out of the vehicle in record time and you could hear some mumbling after the door shut and then Dustin saying quite loudly, “What? No, they’re not together- wait- what?”

A harsher wave of embarrassment came over you this time, realizing what had just happened between you and Steve, how heated it had gotten from a single peck to Steve’s tongue in your mouth and you pulling him on top of you. Your eyes trailed back to meet Steve as he leaned away from you, and your hands were falling to your lap. You wanted to say something, anything, but all that came out was a flustered breath at the loss of warmth you felt underneath his jacket.

Thankfully, Steve spoke for you, and he asked after an awkward, light cough, “Are you uh- feeling better now?”

You sat up more, flashing your eyes toward him before you looked down at your lap, noticing you were twiddling your thumbs nervously and all you could do was nod. Steve’s eyes stayed resting on yours, and before you knew it, he put his hand over yours.

Your eyes lifted to meet him again, and you could see there was a small, almost shy smile on his lips before he said, “I think I want to take you out on your first date too, if we end up saving the world.”

Your heart skipped a beat at that, and asked stupidly, “As like…a friend thing?”

He chuckled at your response, and shook his head, “No…no not like a friend thing at all…to be honest what just happened…if it wasn’t clear that wasn’t a friend thing either, I’ve been wanting to do that forever.”

His cheeks were still flushed, and his voice was still soft and low, only wanting you to hear him. And the way he was looking at you? His eyes were so intense, so adoring. Has he always looked at you like this and you just never noticed?

You stayed staring at him with a soft, surprised gaze, genuinely taken back by all this, and you decided right then and there that you were going to kill Vecna/Henry/One just to go on this date with Steve and maybe kiss him like you just had until you couldn’t breathe anymore and without interruption.

#my titles are the worst i am SO sorry i can never match just hold me </3 #this might be one of the final imagines as i wanna focus on cant cheat fate #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington #stranger things #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfic #reader insert #female reader #lys writes again

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fanfic-chan · 4 months

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Tokyo Revengers Boys When You're Sick

Ft: Mikey, Draken, Takemitchy, Mitsuya, Baji, Hakkai, Chifuyu, Nahoya (Smiley), and Souya (Angry)

Creators Note: These were inspired by the fact that I am very much ill rn, and decided to write about these guys to cheer myself up! Ik it's not the typical theme of my writing, but I hope you guys will enjoy them regardless!^^

Tagging: @duckymcdoorknob @ticklish-n-stuff @nataliewritez

Mikey:

Honestly? He's not exactly the best option, but he's not the worst either.

For the most part, he's pretty chill for a caretaker, so for things like minor colds and stuff, he's actually the preferred choice for most of the gang members.

He's the type to sit and watch TV with you while you recover, and gives you ice cream or popsicles to soothe your throat. He also takes full advantage of the opportunity to make a blanket fort. Says it's to cheer you up, which is partly true.... But he also just really loves blanket forts.

He'll try to bribe you into taking medicine, but won't force you too, since he's also hesitant with taking the nasty cough syrups and pills that make you drowsy, so if it's not too bad, he might consider letting you off the hook.

Also, sorry to disappoint, but he can't cook worth a flip, so all of the chicken soup you get is gonna be from a can and cooked in the microwave. Half the time it's not even warmed up enough, but he tries his best nonetheless, and he'll keep reheating it as many times as it takes to get you to eat something.

Absolutely believes gatorade is a cure all and makes you drink a ridiculous amount of it while you're recovering. He thinks the yellow kind is a sin though and if you ask for it, he'll look at you with so much disdain in that moment that you'll wonder if he's plotting to murder you.

Overall, a great option if you're only suffering from something minor, but if you're really, really sick? Best to call someone a little more strict to put you on the right track to recovery!

Draken:

100% the mother hen of the group. I'm taking no criticism on this.

He doesn't exactly hover, but he is the type to check in on you periodically, and weaseling your way out of bed is going to be near impossible without a good excuse.

He won't take any bullcrap about medicine either, so unlike Mikey, you're not going to get much leeway with him, no matter how insignificant the illness.

If you ask him nicely, he might allow you to watch TV for a while if you're not too ill, but it comes at the cost of having to take a proper nap later.

If you have a fever though? Sorry about your luck. He might give you a book to entertain yourself but you're not getting out of that bed until your temperature is back to normal.

His style of care usually results in a lot of boredom for his reluctant patients, but on the flip side, they always recover remarkably quickly, so no one can really complain.

Takemitchy:

Takemitchy is definitely the type of guy to rush straight over with multiple bags worth of pharmacy supplies the second he hears someone is ill.

He's a bit of a nervous wreck about it, but he's actually not half bad at taking care of people when they're sick.

I feel like his adult side tends to present itself a lot more during times like this, especially with those that are really sick. It kind of baffles people how mature he sounds at these times.

He'll speak soothingly to them as he presses a cool cloth to their head, and always handles any of the tedious work involved with a smile.

His main goal is to make his patients as comfortable as he can, but he can also be surprisingly insistent when it comes to medicine and keeping them hydrated. Not Draken levels of strict, but he's not like Mikey either. He usually ends up resorting to some form of bribery.

He's a pretty good person to rely on during times like this... Except for the fact that he almost always ends up catching it too not long after... Oops.^^`

Hakkai:

He's admittedly a bit of a nervous wreck, probably worst than Takemitchy to be honest.

Given the type of upbringing he had, he's not very experienced with things like this, but he'll do his best nonetheless.

He's the type to go to the pharmacy and get at least 3-5 different types of the same medicine just to be sure he gets something you can take. The poor pharmacy workers usually have to help him pick out what he actually needs so he doesn't try to buy half the store.

Constantly calls and texts Mitsuya the entire time for advice. Eventually to the point he just comes over himself to help after he gets the fourth call wondering if he should bring you to the hospital because you sneezed a little too hard.

Once he gets the hang of things, he'd probably be pretty okay at it, but he definitely needs some practice.

He's very gentle and only wants the best for the person he's caring for, so even if he doesn't quite know what he's doing, he'll put his best foot forward regardless.

Not the best option when it comes to overall experience, but if you give him a chance, he'll do his best to help you all he can until you're better.

Mitsuya:

Andddd, the second mother hen of Toman enters the chat.

Absolutely knows what he's doing the entire time, and is probably the most knowledgeable out of all the Toman guys when it comes to this kind of stuff.

He's taken care of both his little sisters for years, so he has plenty of practice with all kinds of random colds and stomach bugs.

Has a whole arsenal of different natural remedies that he's acquired over the years to help speed up recovery and relieve symptoms.

He's pretty similar to Draken in a lot of ways when it comes to care, but he's also a little softer about it if that makes sense?

Has a bad habit of shifting into older brother mode with his patients, and will often slip up by saying his sisters' names when he's preoccupied and talking to them, running his fingers through their hair, putting on cartoons, tucking them in, humming, etc.

He often gets teased about this, but he doesn't really take it to heart and usually just laughs it off. No one really minds it anyway, and most see it as just one of his more endearing traits. Some even find it comforting, though they won't admit it.

He also doesn't get sick very easily, and rarely ends up catching anything himself, so telling him to stay away for fear of spreading it to him won't deter him much.

Maybe I'm being biased just a little, but he'd absolutely be my first choice. Mitsuya knows his stuff.

Chifuyu:

Has absolutely no idea what the heck he's doing.

He'll show up to your house with a ton of random supplies, though half of them don't even make any sense. Amongst all the saltines, soup cans, and cough syrup, there are a bunch of things that even he doesn't know why he brought them. He just packed/bought them out of panic and impulse.

"Chifuyu.... Why is there a 5lb bag of gummy bears in here?" "...You don't like gummy bears? 🥺"

That sort of thing.

Once he gets the hang of it, he's not that bad at it, but he's definitely very awkward and nervous about it.

He's somewhat hovery, but more in a distant sort of way, since he's afraid to make you feel worse. He'll kinda just watch you from the kitchen while you sleep on the couch, or he'll pop his head in your door 40 times per hour if you're in your room.

He reads the back of the medicine bottle at least seven times for fear of overdosing you.

Totally forgets to look at the front label because of it, and unintentionally knocks you out cold for seven hours with NyQuil.

He still hasn't stopped apologizing for that yet.

Baji:

Baji is.... Admittedly not the best person to call for this sort of thing.

Depending on who you are, he might even hang up when you call complaining about your cold, telling you to 'keep your germs to yourself' and to 'man up' lol.

On the off chance that he does decide to come help you out though, he'll do his best, but much like Chifuyu, he's very inexperienced at this kind of stuff

Baji is the type to ride out his illnesses the hard way, and he treats his patients no differently.

Soup? That's for wimps. Just eat a peanut butter sandwich or something.

Medicine? That's not how you build an immune system. You stomp that illness into the ground with nothing but blood, sweat, and tears.

In most cases, he'll end up having to call Draken to come bail him out cause he made the person he's taking care of cry.

His only good trait is that he's basically a walking space heater, so if you can trick or bribe him into sitting next to you, you get a heating pad that doesn't need any electricity or to be reheated.

Makes up for everything else tbh.

Souya and Nahoya:

Ultimate good cop, bad cop duo. Angry being the good cop in this situation, while Smiley is the bad cop. Ironic right?

Smiley is more the tough love type who makes you take your medicine, eat, stay hydrated, etc.

He won't admit it, but he honestly gets a bit of a kick out of watching their grossed out faces after taking medicine. It's half the reason he even agreed to this in the first place.

Angry, on the other hand, is the type that gets super empathetic about it. Super cuddly and sweet, and he's eager to do whatever it takes to help you get back on your feet.

His one problem is that he tends to get sick a lot easier than Smiley, so it usually ends with both of you being sick and being taken care of by the older twin for the last half.

Yeah. Mr. "Murder! Yay!" Is going to be you guys' nurse for the duration of your sickness. Good luck...

But at least you have someone to suffer and watch stupid shows with?...

#dessie writes #tokyo revengers headcanons #sick headcanons #tokyo revengers #mikey tokyo revengers #draken tokyo revengers #takemitchy tokyo revengers #baji tokyo revengers #chifuyu tokyo revengers #smiley tokyo revengers #angry tokyo revengers #hakkai tokyo revengers #mitsuya tokyo revengers

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DR ALMA MADRIGAL❗❗

Just that small snippet I had said I was gonna post. Really debated posting this, but I might as well stop stalling 💀💀

A little short, but I hope it's ok 🥱 mostly inspired by @//cottoncandyswirl828's earlier ask. I was originally gonna post it with that but decided to make a separate post 👽

LEAGETIT

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Alma mumbled to herself, scribbling down yet another page of notes in her journal. She needed more thread and stronger needles. Frankly, the ones she was using weren't cutting it; though, embroidery thread seemed to hold up against the skin just fine. Thank God Pedro had taught her embroidery before he died. And she was already familiar with sewing.

Her mind drifted towards the sewing part. It was a matter of getting the thread through the skin. She wondered if her needles were thick enough...maybe knitting needles? "No, no," she mumbled, scribbling the idea away. It was too risky.

Alma paused. She hadn't exactly told her kids about it. None of them know. But they did have their powers back. and while the last thing she wanted to do was pressure them into using their powers, Julieta's food would most definitely come in handy. She didn't know the extent to which it healed, but it could help.

And Pepa. Her lightning was strong from what she had seen. Alma scribbled in the journal again. She did need electricity. Pepa could jump-start their hearts...maybe their brains, but she wasn't sure how human anatomy worked. Unlike Victor, she was no doctor or scientist. All she had were books.

But she was a fast learner.

Her mind shifted to Bruno. His gift could help. Emerald was good in other ways, and he could see what would work, and what might go wrong. The last thing she wanted to do was damage her grandchildren more than they already were. Though that was a stretch--their bodies were...certainly something. She couldn't bear to look at them sometimes. Not out of disgust, but sorrow. Even after embalming, they were still mangled.

But she would fix them. She would put them back together again.

Alma scribbled even more, writing down the items she would need to obtain. Some thicker thread, more needles, some fabric (they needed new clothes after all). Her grandchildren. Some emeralds from Bruno and some arepas from Julieta.

She thought about Felíx and Agustín. They could help. Agustín, despite his clumsiness, was very organized, and Felíx might be able to help the kids adjust if--no, when, they came back to life. Alma could only imagine the toll it might have on them.

Alma was writing when she looked up, seeing the candle. It had given them a magic. Protected them. It came back after a death, or deaths in this case. Alma gripped her pen. If the candle could give life to a house, could it give life to a person?

Alma jotted down an idea. She wasn't sure about it. About the candle. But, the kids needed their souls jumped a bit. And by God and the death of her husband, she was given a miracle. The candle wax was soft and malleable. She could just slice a little bit off. Embed it in their chests, maybe their heart? It could act as a substitute if push came to shove.

Alma's eyes were wide, her mind racing. She needed to fix this. Fix her family. She couldn't let them, let herself suffer.

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Everyday Alma is like. Trying to find new, and hopefully improved ways if reviving the kids. It's crazy. She gets like no sleep, and honestly she' started to look more sleepless than Bruno 😭

#my asks are open #my asks #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto alma #encanto julieta #encanto Pepa #encanto bruno #frankenstein

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hi! i hope you're well! for the ask game - 1, 10, 15, 18, 19, 21, 26 and 30? <33

(this is jeonghoneyss btw, i'm not sure if i mentioned before haha)

hi!! thank you, i am doing well, i hope you are as well!! <3

What’s something new that you tried in a fic this year? How did it turn out and would you do it again?

Something new I tried this year was non-linear narrative (in my minchan divorce fic), I've always loved non linear narratives since its an interesting way to tell a story. I think so far its turning out well! although it is based on a story so that did help make it easier. Either way, I would absolutely love to write more non linear narratives if I come up with an idea that it'll work best with

10. What fic made you feel the happiest to work on?

Honestly? I don't know! Out of the ones posted this year, I think maybe the superchan fic might have been my happiest to work on. I do know working on you are strange always makes me pretty happy as well (when i'm not hit with writer's block)

15. Rec a fic you wrote or posted in 2023

I have only posted 4 fics this year and I know you have read 2 of them, so I'll just rec the other two: chansung fic (which is angsty and about commitment issues and complex feelings regarding relationships but i enjoyed writing) and this minchan fic (which is a bob's burgers au and just overall a silly and fun time)

18. What was the hardest fic to title?

without a doubt it was my spidey minlix fic, I just didn't know what to call it even when I had the first chapter completed already which is unusual for me because by the time ive written that much I have title ideas already. I'm not sure if you read the author's note but i did almost title it "spider-boy (king of thieves)" which is a taylor swift lyric because it fits far too perfectly but i decided to search it on ao3 and saw that a lot of the fics using that as a title were spider-man aus which made me scrap the idea so fast. I ended up scrolling through Black Cat and Spider-Man panels + looking up Black Cat quotes for inspiration and decided that i really liked the line ""You are strange, my love. I guess that's why I find you so irresistible." and shortened it because I thought the quote would be such a fitting line for minlix considering they are both strange (affectionate) <3

19. Share your favorite opening line

if I keep it to fics I posted this year, I think my favorite would be from my chansung fic: At a young age, Jisung learns just how easy it is to pack up your life and leave it all behind.

I feel like it fully captures the main vibe of the fic

Also, here's one for fics I've written this year and not posted. I'm cheating here by giving several lines but here's the opening for my jilix songwriting fic because I really like the opening paragraph:

The first time Jisung meets Felix, he’s struck by how gentle and kind he is. He’s mesmerized by his voice, like everyone else is; the deep, smooth tone and accent. The clumsy way he stumbles over his Korean in a way that makes it obvious he’s still learning. And he’s especially mesmerized when he starts to show off his vocal abilities, the range he’s capable of. It’s something else entirely. Perhaps, more importantly, he’s mesmerized by his bright grin despite how prickly Jisung is towards him, which isn’t necessarily anything personal, he’s prickly towards everyone. Unlike the others though, Felix brushes it off and continues to ask questions like he doesn’t genuinely mind how closed off Jisung is; he's never annoyed or scared of him. All while offering him bright smiles each time they interact. And it’s a beautiful smile.

21. Share your favorite piece of dialogue

I can't think of any off the top of my head. I do think a lot of my favorite dialogue I've written is from you are strange, especially the minho and felix conversations when they're bantering in their respective alter egos, it's always so fun for me to write. Their dialogue in their civilian life is very good to me too, but I don't think I can choose a favorite. I also remember enjoying the group discussion from chapter one when they're discussing Spider-Man since it was so fun to write

26. If you had to choose one, what was THE most satisfying writing moment of your year?

I don't think I have any specific satisfying writing moment, but I guess seeing my word count on ao3 go up so much just within the year was pretty satisfying to me especially since like i mentioned i only posted 4 new fics

30. What’s something that you want to write in 2024?

I'm not gonna lie, my goal is just to finish all of my wips. But I do want to write the batman!chan fic thats been brewing, I havent started since I know it'll become a monster of a fic and I'm trying to prioritize finishing my current superhero aus before starting a new one lol. which reminds me, I have Thoughts on other superchan side stories, other than the felix one so thats also on the list, so far nobody has pointed out the Minho (or Hyunjin) name drops in chapter one of superchan which goes along with my thoughts regarding the au. Another thing I want to write is that seunglix christmas fic I mentioned before, I'm thinking of writing it out in advance for next december

Also, not going to lie, all the descendants talk makes me want to dabble into fic for it but im not sure yet. We shall see!

(thanks for the ask <3)

#jeonghoneyss #🔮; you seek information

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A review of Return to the Bunker

So, a new fan episode has been released - Return to the Bunker - and that's like the newest hot topic in the Gravity Falls fandom ever since the launch of the Gravity Falls vinyl. For those who haven't watched it, below is the link to the episode.

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I note that initial reception has been mixed, particularly the portrayal of Ford in this episode and especially the ending. Now, some of the criticisms are understandable, and the writing could see further polishing. But I find it's a great piece of fanwork with a lot of effort put into it.

Note: Spoilers are ahead for those who have not yet watched the episode.

There are certainly echoes of the wackiness of the original show. Not only in terms of the supernatural, but how various plot points and elements introduced eventually come together. Especially the suggestions by the others on how to tackle the Shapeshifter, and the hints of setting up a date between the two monsters featured. It attempts to balance all the new details both sweet and significant, including the Journal sweaters and the Heartstomper.

The episode also showcases two main things I'm sure the fandom wished to see in the canon - Ford and Mabel bonding, and Wendy also playing a more active role in the story (such as calling out Ford for his actions). It's a neat idea of Mabel being on board with a mystery this time. And we also have a side plot of Stan trying to go on a monster hunt with Dipper. I wish the latter part is expanded more, nevertheless.

I might agree with a few people Ford is rather unlikeable in this story... but at least he's not downright unpleasant, just unfamiliar when associating with others. I mean, this took place before Weirdmagaddeon and right after he returned to their world. At this point in canon, he usually gets along well with Dipper and rarely interacts with the others beyond interviewing them (in the Journal) and tasking them for other matters (like Mabel to find unicorns in The Last Mabelcorn).

He does have reasons to be paranoid and jumpy when they first entered since he's unaware of their first trip... though I thought Dipper would have mentioned it. And him being unwilling to trust others is something he even talked to himself about in Journal 3, though it's more that he's afraid he's a danger to others too, especially with the threat of Bill on the horizon. I might agree though that he's too dismissive of Mabel early on in this story. Nevertheless, I like that this fan episode addresses his main faults not touched much upon in the show, including his trust issues, his favouritism towards Dipper, and his ego.

The ending, when Ford memory wipes the group, is truthfully the most emotional scene of this episode. But I agree with some others it's still too contrived to explain away why the others have no memory or recall of this incident and absolves Mabel of responsibility when it comes to Dipper and Mabel vs The Future (for her to forget about the Rift featured in this story).

I guess they (the writers) added that so that it would fit in the canon, though personally I struggled where it could be (like, I doubt it would take the place of Roadside Attraction since Ford would be indebted to Mabel for retrieving some unicorn hair, and his attitude towards her seems rather out of place). Honestly, the end erases Ford's character's growth in trusting people. I understand character growth isn't linear, but I'm just saddened Ford decides to go down this route, which leaves darker implications especially with his interactions with said characters later on in the canon, particularly Mabel. It makes Ford seem very... manipulative. Or at least only experiencing regret for his brother's memory loss in the finale.

I just want to add on a tangent that I personally think not having Mabel and Ford directly interact much in the canon pre-WMG is also crucial to the fallout we see in Dipper and Mabel Vs the Future. That Ford overlooked Mabel and Dipper's bond and thought Mabel would be fine by herself. Not to say that Ford is uncaring, but I think he underestimated the bond she has with her brother.

But overall, I think the heart and idea behind this episode are good. Plenty of plot elements could be better handled and thought out, but even for its flaws, it might fit as a proper GF episode. This is really like the best thing from fans who aren't even paid, and took out their time, effort and money to create this for us. Some people have too many expectations for a fan-made episode, especially one taking place in an already crammed timeline between A Tale of Two Stans and Weirdmagaddeon. Is it contrived? Sure, but that can be said for like plenty of GF episodes. Given it also wants to fit into the canon, I guess it did its best to retcon what it could.

Anyway, this isn't canon, so folks can just relax and enjoy.

#gravity falls #gravity falls essays #return to the bunker #fan episode #ford pines #stanford pines #mabel pines #Youtube

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bard-llama · 1 year

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The Fire Lord and The Avatar Fic/Outline

Have 5k words I spouted out when I was SUPPOSED to build a SIMPLE backstory for writing zuko/aang soft fics in Ba Sing Se gdi. Why am I like this???

Also, sorry if the nested bullets don’t work. There’s a lot of them, but tumblr hates bullets and I love them.

So this all started from the question of “how did Aang and Zuko get together” for a little sweet fic that was just supposed to be them comfortable enough with each other in Ba Sing Se that Zuko would let Aang was his hair. Seriously, THAT’S how far off the rails this went. This spans from when they meet in Ba Sing Se to Ozai’s defeat and Zuko’s coronation. Also, probably my tenses change a lot sorry not sorry

(btw if you like reading this, lemme know. I can share my planning for other fics if people want/would read them.)

Note: content nsfw/contains sexually explicit stuff

They met when Aang wandered into Pao’s Teashop and Zuko was working, turned around to greet the new customer, and almost had a heart attack.

Aang made a split second decision not to say anything. Instead, he ordered a jasmine tea.

Zuko blinked at him in confusion, but did wander off to get him tea.

This turns into them talking and Aang flirting.

It takes a while for Zuko to realize, but when he does, he decides to flirt back tentatively.

They talk for hours, even if it was split between Zuko serving other customers and even though they couldn’t talk about the really important things.

Actually, it was almost better, because it forced them to make idle small talk/ask about things they wouldn’t otherwise bring up in conversation. Like, Zuko asks about Momo and Appa. (He knew Appa’s name, but not Momo’s. He really wants to pet them both.)

When Aang’s getting ready to leave, he decides to go for broke and propositions Zuko.

Zuko is extremely surprised, despite the flirting. But before he could really think about it, the address of a seedy motel that he walked by on the way to work and the time his shift ended was leaving his mouth.

Aang had smiled brightly at him and dared to kiss Zuko’s cheek. Zuko turned bright red, and his customers teased him, but it was with his fingers pressed against the spot where Aang’s lips had been that Zuko decided to actually do this.

He was scared Aang wouldn’t be there or this would all be a setup, but he decided that Aang was unlikely to do something like that as a trap, and it could be a joke where Zuko was the punchline… but he wanted this more than he feared that.

Aang honestly didn’t think Zuko would really show up, but he hoped, and when he saw Zuko approaching, he positively lit up, grinning brightly enough that Zuko felt more than slightly (more) blinded.

They get a room and their first time starts with Aang backing Zuko up against the closed door and kissing him thoroughly.

Zuko melts, returning the kiss. He’s the one that tugs at Aang’s clothes first, and then there’s a frenzy to get undressed while continuing to make out. There are more than a few almost falls.

Aang sorta takes the lead, but I think they both knew going in that Zuko would be fucking Aang. Like, it doesn’t (consciously) occur to Zuko to even consider that kind of vulnerability and Aang feels lucky that Zuko is interested at all, so even if, yeah, it would be nice to fuck Zuko, he also really wants Zuko’s cock and Zuko might actually give it to him!

It’s not tender or sweet, but there is lots of kissing as they fuck doggy style. Zuko is not prepared to make eye contact and Aang is happy with whatever he can get. It’s harder to kiss like that, but Zuko is taller than Aang, which makes it easier. Also it means he can mark up Aang’s shoulders.

Zuko trembles the entire time and every touch of their bare skin makes him shudder. He plasters himself against Aang’s back at one point and it’s so overwhelmingly incredible that he can’t quite withstand it for long. Instead, he allows himself to sip at the offered feast, exploring what he can reach of Aang’s body with his hands. Aang arches into every touch.

As time goes on, Zuko can withstand more and more touch and Aang feels so honored to give it to him. Then one time as they fucked lazily (like their 2nd or 3rd time of the evening) while laying on the bed with Zuko wrapped around Aang, they stayed pressed together the whole time and Aang gets off on that just as much as on Zuko fucking him.

Awkward after their orgasms, they leave at the same time. As Zuko walks home, he realizes that there are tears dripping down his face. He wants to pretend he doesn’t know why, but quite suddenly, he realizes that he just got to have everything he never knew he wanted – and it would never happen again. (Except for how it super will.)

They don’t actually plan to meet again, but Aang decides to return to Pao’s Teashop (he becomes a regular and Iroh nearly has a heart attack the first time he saw them just casually chatting in the tearoom when he came on shift).

It actually takes a little bit for Iroh to find out. By the time he walks into the teashop to find the Avatar and his nephew flirting chatting, they’ve kinda got a system in place. Aang would come by an hour before Zuko went off shift, they’d chat while Zuko closed up and then they’d head to the motel. Since Iroh typically took the morning shift and their overlap was earlier than Aang usually came, Iroh didn’t find out until some day where Aang had some random free time or something. And maybe bc of that, Zuko’s like “‘kay, I’ma take my break now” and comes back with his hair all mused and Iroh is all “ah.”

What if Iroh first figures out there’s something strange going on bc one of Zuko’s regulars comes early and comments to Iroh about “Li’s totally-not-a-boyfriend” and Iroh is confused, but kinda dismisses it. At first.

They do NOT talk about it bc if Iroh even hints that he might, Zuko bolts.

So they kinda become friends while totally just being there for the sex. I think Aang knows as he falls in love with Zuko and he’s perfectly aware that Zuko would not know what to do with that, so he says nothing. Zuko is completely oblivious to the ways in which their arrangement is not “just sex, no feelings”.

As in, Aang will worship his body and wash his hair and stuff like that and Zuko’s still like “yeah, obviously we’re just here to satisfy our carnal needs. Ain’t no emotion here.”

Aang is both amused and despairing. He’s glad Zuko is allowing this at all, but he also wants… Still, he’s very happy with what he has, and if he just had Appa, he could be truly happy.

He feels guilty sometimes for his escape with Zuko, because it’s the only time when he’s not thinking about Appa. But he thinks Appa would understand.

At some point, Aang tells Zuko about Appa being missing and Zuko decides to do some investigating and finds out the Dai Li have Appa. Does he tell Aang? Or does he free Appa? Either way, Aang will be leaving him. But if he doesn't do anything, what kind of person is he?

This conflict causes him to realize that he loves Aang. He freaks out and definitely thinks Aang is in it only for the sex, ‘cause obviously, it wasn’t like Aang could love him. He was unloveable.

He decides that Aang being happy is more important than Aang being his. So he goes to free Appa as the Blue Spirit and says nothing about it to Aang, resigning himself to losing the best thing in his life.

He’s miserable the next day at work, brooding and morose, and his customers try to figure out what’s wrong, but he’s too depressed to even snap at them and they get worried.

Then, maybe early while Zuko’s shift overlaps with Iroh and Iroh is fretting over what’s bothering Zuko, Aang bursts in practically glowing and babbling so fast that no one understands what he’s saying.

Eventually, he manages to tell Zuko about Appa coming back and Zuko’s smile is bittersweet as he waits to hear that Aang is leaving forever. He wasn’t even expecting to see him ever again.

Actually, why DID Aang come here?

“To introduce you to Appa, of course!” Aang says. “Is it okay if you take a break?”

Eyebrows high, Iroh agrees and Zuko doesn’t think to panic about meeting Appa until he realizes that he already KNOWS Appa – and Appa knows HIM.

Appa greets him with a happy lick and Aang’s like “o.O considering your past experience, I was expecting him to be skittish???”

Zuko shifts awkwardly. “Yeah, um. About that.” And tells Aang that he was the one to free Appa.

“Really?” Aang asks with a gasp, eyes wide. Zuko nods hesitantly, and then suddenly Aang is kissing him and there’s wetness on his face from Aang’s tears and Aang hugs him and thanks him and…

Zuko is confused. Happy, but confused. And eventually he has to bite the bullet and ask. “Aren’t you leaving now that you have Appa?”

Then… maybe Aang asks Zuko to come with him?

Zuko would be very conflicted over the idea. He WANTS it more than he’s wholly comfortable with, but he can’t leave Uncle and he can’t REALLY be part of the Gaang surely and–

They decide to start with just getting Zuko and the Gaang in the same room and it goes… about as well as expected.

So the Gaang stays in Ba Sing Se for a bit (planning to invade Zuko’s home, which adds an extra layer of awkwardness) and Zuko and Aang are dating and the Gaang is not delighted, but they are slowly coming around on Zuko.

Except Zuko isn’t on their side yet.

Then he shows up one day panicked and babbling and they’re all really concerned (like, surprisingly so to the Gaang bc they’ve come to like him but aren’t really acknowledging that. Things are kinda awkward between Aang and the Gaang, too, ‘cause they do NOT approve of him dating the enemy). Zuko manages to get out that he spotted Ty Lee in the city (while out as the Blue Spirit, but he doesn’t mention that). “No one else moves like her,” he says seriously. “And if she’s here, then Azula is here and oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, we are screwed.”

“Who is the ‘we’ here exactly?” Sokka thinks to clarify.

“Everyone in this fucking city,” Zuko says. “But she probably won’t murder them. Me and Uncle? If she doesn’t kill us, then we get dragged back in chains to my father and–” he breaks off, unwilling to admit that he’s terrified of what his own father might do to him.

“Why?” Katara demands, because they’ve asked Zuko why he’s in Ba Sing Se, but all he’ll say is that he’s a refugee and they don’t get HOW he can be, but he doesn’t say more and that’s part of why they’re so suspicious, because it has to be a trick, right?

But now… now Zuko explains that they were declared traitors after the North Pole and that Azula had already tried to both arrest them and kill them (him) once and they’d specifically decided that the Earth Kingdom would be more merciful if they were discovered, so they became refugees.

But now Azula was here, in Ba Sing Se, in the last place that was supposed to be safe from the Fire Nation!

They go tell the King? Somehow trap her??? Idk but somehow, there’s a showdown. And look, Zuko knows that he loves Aang and he already decided that Aang’s happiness was more important than him. So choosing Aang? Really isn’t that hard. But it’s still painful and Azula makes sure that every word cuts, talking about how their father would be glad to be rid of him and “wow, we never thought you really WERE a traitor, but it was a convenient excuse to put out execution orders,” and Zuko flinches and the Gaang is like “what?” and then Azula finishes it off like, “but now you really ARE a traitor! So now it’s finally time to celebrate becoming an only child!”

And she attacks him viciously enough that he’s in trouble, but it’s Aang and Toph who come to his aid first, and then Sokka and Katara join and she ends up overwhelmed?

So they triumph and Azula is captured and Ba Sing Se is saved.

And now Zuko is ON THEIR SIDE. Which means maybe it’s time to bring him in on the plans for invasion.

Is Iroh brought in? Probably? The White Lotus would want in and would be an asset. And Iroh wouldn’t let Zuko do this alone.

So we could actually have the final confrontation with Ozai be on the Day of Black Sun, with Zuko amongst the invaders.

But it’s one thing to choose Aang over Azula. It’s another thing to be ready to stop/kill his father. Zuko shoves down his internal strife, because he chose Aang and he doesn’t regret it, he really doesn’t! But it hurts, and he’s so fucking scared of what his father might do to all of them and–

Aang catches him midway through a breakdown spiral and they finally talk and Aang validates that yeah, it IS painful and it’s fucking hard to go against his father and just because he’s on Aang’s side doesn’t mean he needs to wish his family harm. He wishes he could just stop loving them, stop caring about them, but it’s not that easy. It’s never that easy.

It helps, talking about it. A little bit. It at least means he’s not alone dealing with it. He talks to Uncle, too, eventually, at Aang’s encouragement.

During the invasion, Zuko refuses to let Aang face Ozai alone.

Does Ozai know the invasion is coming? No, but he’s in the bunker anyway, bc eclipse, so Zuko leads the way down to the bunker, with help from Toph. I think… I’m sorry, Sokka, but I think maybe he’s not with the group. His role is kinda fulfilled by Zuko and if they gotta fly over lava, there can only be 3 of them. But Sokka can lead the invasion/takeover of the capital? They seize the palace and manage to secure it, esp with Ozai defeated.

Zuko was adamant from the start – no civilians were to be harmed. Problem was, trained firebenders who served mandatory service in the military are not so eager to let these invaders just take their home. But also, it’s an eclipse and apparently the average firebender does not know what that means (somehow???)

Right as the eclipse is starting to end, they all hear a crack of lightning and it scares the fuck out of people when they see the bolt shoot through the clear sky. But surely it’s the Fire Lord, right?

Oooooh, there should be a POV from a random soldier captain and they were surrounded and surrendered when they couldn’t fight back. So they’re being held under guard by the Earth Army soldiers and the Water Tribe warriors, and they can feel that the eclipse is ending and they’re ready to fight back – and then they see the lightning and they think it’s the Fire Lord, but then there’s an explosion of earth from the hillside the palace bunkers are under and the Avatar emerges, clearly in the Avatar State and terrifying and he’s carrying a body that crackles with lightning.

Okay, so what happened with Ozai, Aang, and Zuko (and Toph)? Well, it takes them part of the eclipse to reach him, but Zuko’s good with swords and the others have their bending and they mow through the guards (mostly nonlethally, but not completely. It’s war and they gotta survive). They reach Ozai and have to go through his guards, who are not firebenders, but weapons specialists? And maybe Zuko gets the chance to tell Ozai what he needs to get off his chest AKA you’re the shittiest father ever.

Maybe Ozai manages to stall in the same way? Dangling information about his mother in front of him? And Aang and Toph (and Zuko, but maybe to a lesser extent) are fighting the guards while Ozai just SITS THERE and doesn’t even bother fighting (he can’t without bending).

Say there’s 20 guards, so Toph and Aang are each taking on like 7-8 at a time and Zuko’s fighting 6 or so? And Ozai just watches them, responding as Zuko talks mostly because he wants it to distract his worthless son enough that one of the guards can deal with him. But of course, he always has to do these things himself.

During the "banter" (really cutting words interspersed with cutting up guards while Ozai lounges on his throne), Ozai sees that Zuko really cares about the Avatar – and so when firebending is back on, it's not Zuko he targets. Zuko can feel the sun coming back too and he's terrified, but he's ready to redirect lightning. But Aang isn't looking at Ozai, he's fighting 7-8 guards (who haven't yet realized that bending is about to come back), and Zuko realizes almost too late that he is not his father's aim. So like in the show finale, he leaps in front of the lightning and manages to redirect part of it.

Then he falls to the ground, twitching and crackling with electricity and then Aang is in the Avatar State and maybe we trap Ozai for now, bc Aang's priority is Zuko.

So Toph guards Ozai, who is then restrained with metal, because she can (he is maybe a little genuinely scared, watching this tiny ass child grinning manically and literally bending steel to her will), and Aang goes to Katara to get Zuko healed.

But then later, after Zuko is going to be okay, they go deal with the whole "we captured the enemy leader" thing and then Aang goes into the Avatar State and he's all "you will never hurt anyone with your bending ever again" and then REMOVES HIS BENDING (which no one knew he could do, including himself). And it fucking breaks Ozai.

Zuko insists on being there when they confront the trapped and bound Ozai, but they didn't think to bind his mouth (okay, Toph *might've* gagged him if she'd had spare clothing, but she wasn't gonna *touch* that disgusting shit) and yeah, Ozai was never as powerful as Iroh (in other people’s opinion. Obviously he believes he’s the most powerful ever), but that doesn’t mean he couldn’t figure out Iroh’s dragon’s breath fire. So he goads Zuko into getting close and then opens his mouth and breathes a stream of fire at Zuko.

But maybe Aang was able to sense the chi moving in Ozai’s body? And… kinda wanna make him jerk Ozai’s head back by his hair so he ends up breathing the fire into the air instead of hitting Zuko. And then Aang’s in the Avatar State and saying how Ozai will never hurt anyone with his bending again and then removes his bending, which was a bizarre experience for everyone witnessing this – which was a LOT of people?

Like, maybe it happens on the field in front of the palace where the surrendered FN soldiers see it all?

So then it’s that army captain’s POV again and they realize that the body the Avatar is carrying is Zuko, not Ozai. They still remember their crown prince – and maybe they either had a connection to the 41st and/or they were at the Agni Kai that day. And the realization of whose lightning was causing Zuko’s body to convulse was an easy one. Only the Royal Family knew lightingbending (ish. It’s a master’s skill is the point. And everyone knows Zuko isn’t as skilled as his sister, so no one thinks he can do it (and he can’t, but that’s because lighting is ONLY used to kill and he does not purposefully use lethal techniques unless there’s no other option)), which meant that Ozai had attacked his son AGAIN, and yes, his son came with the invaders, but also, Ozai was not making an appearance to stop the Avatar, which kinda seemed to indicate that the invaders had won, and if that was the case, then they really hoped that Zuko would be okay, because they NEEDED their crown prince and also because they all knew he was a better man than his father. (Remember, Azula’s still captured in the Earth Kingdom, which the public may or may not know? But either way, they know she’s gone and it’s been long enough that they’re not expecting her back any time soon.)

Wouldn’t it be interesting if like, there WAS a master firebender amongst the captured troops? One that knew lightning? And they have to ask for their help to pull the residual lightning out of Zuko? I mean, Aang could maybe do it, but it’s almost more impactful if like, Aang is trying and panicking because it’s not working and Katara is doing her best, but water conducts electricity, and then this captured officer stands up and offers his help.

“I’m a master firebender with experience with lightning,” he says.

He’s probably like, an old, grizzled soldier, one who has Seen Some Shit and retired to the Palace Guard and he’s like, kinda venerated bc masters aren’t uncommon, but TRUE mastery? The ability to lightningbend? That was impressive shit.

So like, him choosing to help the Avatar help Prince Zuko is kind of a big deal. Like, this is someone who has INFLUENCE.

And then everyone sees him drawing the lightning out of Zuko’s body and like, that’s fucking incredible to watch, I’d imagine. Like, this man is now a legend lol

I think he maybe becomes the head of Zuko’s guard later

So anyway, this is happening in the middle of the battlefield, which is in clean up stage now, with the troops being rounded up and processed. And they all want to fight, they really do – but when they saw the Avatar burst out and Ozai not follow, the loyalists lost their will. And when the rest realized that Zuko was hit by his father and the Avatar was currently almost crying trying to save him from an always-lethal technique, they surrendered. So we’re talking like… hundreds of witnesses. Like, this day is a moment that will live on in Fire Nation history and testimony of these witnesses builds a legend that surrounds the Fire Lord and the Avatar.

Then this master bender and respected community leader steps up and HELPS the Avatar to save Zuko and it’s hard work, but they manage it and Zuko wakes up with a groan and Katara and Aang both immediately hug him and Aang kisses him, and people are surprised, but Zuko kisses back happily.

Afterwards, after everything is done, Romantics turn their story into a legend. They might exaggerate a few details, but Fire Lord Zuko and Avatar Aang are tied together and everyone knows it.

After Zuko is done with his friends, he turns to the master bender, who kowtows and declares himself at Zuko’s service. And maybe that triggers other troops doing the same, or at least kneeling if not swearing their devotion. And Zuko is baffled, he has no idea what to do with this. He was honestly kind of expecting that Uncle would take the throne when they took Ozai out.

What if… what if Iroh honestly WAS planning to? Like, that was the White Lotus’ plan and he doesn’t really WANT to be Fire Lord (there’s a reason he never challenged Ozai), but he’s willing to step up and do his duty. But Iroh isn’t in the midst of the fight here/he’s on cleanup duty ‘cause he’s a general, he knows how to deal with this shit. Plus, people listen to him, because he’s General Iroh, the Dragon of the West.

So he was planning to be Fire Lord with Zuko as his heir and he mourned that he’d never get to have his teashop again, but then the people swear fealty to Zuko. And when Iroh joins them later (I imagine all the kneeling and fealty stuff kinda got everyone’s attention), Iroh just smiles and bows to his nephew.

“Someone fetch the Fire Sages,” Iroh says clearly, voice ringing out over the field. “As the people’s champion, Fire Lord Zuko must be crowned under Agni’s rays,” he says, and there’s a mad scramble to get the Sages, because the sun is already starting to set.

Iroh always wanted Fire Lord Zuko. He truly felt in his soul that it was under his nephew that the Fire Nation would flourish. But Zuko is young (though probably older than canon) and Iroh was willing to take on the responsibility so that his nephew could have time to grow into the role.

But he never WANTED to be Fire Lord. He wants a simple life making tea, and now he can HAVE THAT in the Jasmine Dragon in Ba Sing Se. (It’s hard for them to be apart, but they both honestly flourish in the places where they can be happy.)

Zuko is just stunned and a little bit in shock and he honestly wonders if he hasn’t just died and this is like, the afterlife or something???? Like, in his memory, this day is a little hazy.

But for everyone else, it is burned into their corneas lmao for 2 reasons:

One: Aang v Ozai will battle

The Sages arrive and say they must have evidence of Ozai’s defeat before they can crown a new Fire Lord. So Aang goes to get Toph and they bend the earth until they can bring his trapped form up into the open air of the battlefield.

And Ozai snarls and denies that he lost, even though he’s literally immobilized in metal (he looks like a Dalek lmao. Toph buried him to his neck in earth and then bent metal around it so even if he tried to bust through the earth, it wouldn’t work). He challenges that since Zuko is banished, he is not the crown prince.

“Then you have no heir,” Zuko said simply. “Because Azula is also a prisoner. She failed in her mission to kill me.”

“Then she is just as disappointing as you have always been,” Ozai sneers.

The crowds, who have largely sworn fealty to Zuko at this point, shift uncomfortably. The Sages have Zuko and the Avatar and Ozai all describe what happened and Ozai’s is… not a lie, but not particularly helpful. “It’s a shame the lightning didn’t kill him, treacherous scum,” he says about Zuko. (More than a few Ozai loyalists shift to being former-loyalists in these moments)

The Sages are hesitant, and they are about to declare that there must be an agni kai between Zuko and Ozai (there’s a reason they’re hesitant. Also ‘cause they’re not sure Zuko could win, esp when he was recently electrocuted) when Ozai starts goading Zuko to get him to move into attack range.

At this point, Ozai isn’t thinking or manipulating, he’s reacting and he doesn’t realize how bad that looks. He spits out words he’d only ever used in private previously and they show what kind of person he is. Like, this is an abuser exposed in all their awful glory and people are finally seeing it.

He blames Zuko for this and absolutely believes he should’ve killed Zuko 3 years ago.

Zuko gets close enough for Ozai to attack, and Ozai takes a deep breath (as deep as he can, with the rock pressing in on him) and opens his mouth – and then his head is jerked back by his topknot and his fire bursts into the air instead at Zuko.

And then Aang goes into the Avatar State and everyone can hear the reverberation in his voice as he says “you will never hurt anyone with your bending every again”. Then he touches Ozai’s forehead and his chest (? it’s encased in rock and metal) and the whole light show happens that leaves everyone more than a little bit shocked.

And then it’s over and and Ozai slumps in his restraints and Aang wavers and Zuko stabilizes him subtly with a hand under his elbow. “What–?” Zuko asks.

“With the power of the Avatar Spirit – and with the permission of Agni – I removed his bending.”

“You… what?”

No one quite believes it until Ozai struggles and tries to breathe fire and can’t.

The worst shame? He isn’t even worth binding anymore. He’s harmless. Pitiful. He ends up sneaking away during Zuko’s coronation (seeing far too much of it for his tastes. Fuck that child) and wanders to try to find supporters, but it turns out that without power, he has no friends. He has no one and nothing and dies in obscurity.

Meanwhile, the Head Fire Sage steps forward and declares Ozai’s defeat and prepares to crown Zuko. Ozai makes a pitiful sound when they take the flame out of his hair. They don’t even bother to cut it, to give him that sign of dishonor. They just… leave him. Alone and pathetic.

Two: Zuko’s Coronation

The Fire Sages lower the flame into Zuko’s hair (which should be long, because this entire concept originated from wanting to have a universe where they could be soft and Aang could wash Zuko’s hair 🤦) under the last rays of Agni’s light, which some worried would be an ill omen – but as soon as the golden flame crown touched Zuko’s head, the sky light up with bright shoots of light of all different colors, the most incredible sunset anyone had ever seen. It had all the colors of the rainbow, red and orange hues highlighted by the yellow sunlight and streaks of violet across the greens and blues on the horizon – and at that moment, they were positioned perfectly to see through the gap in the caldera rim where the ocean could be sighted, creating a prism of the colors reflected from the sky.

It was beautiful and for years afterwards, painters and artists tried to recreate it, but there’s much dispute about whether they captured it as well as this twelve year old painter in the Harbor City, who happened to have been painting the sunset already. (That 12 yo goes on to become a very famous impressionist landscape painter.)

The Sages openly declared this to be a blessing from Agni and Zuko stood before his people – the Fire Nation people, but also the Earth Kingdom and Water Tribe invaders that he’d worked with – and officially ended the war AND the draft.

I’m kinda picturing almost like… the end of WW2 photos, you know? Everyone screams and cheers and cries and dances and hugs and celebrates because it’s over! And right now, it doesn’t matter who “won”, because none of them lost (except Ozai lmao).

When Zuko rises, new crown glinting in his hair, the light of the setting sun halos him against the backdrop of the sunset. And then he holds out a hand to Aang (who was standing to the side with the rest of his friends) and they step up together before the people and declare an end to the war.

#atla #zuko x aang #zukaang #fic planning #the fire lord and the avatar

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Don’t Forget to Write (3)

AO3 -> first, previous, next

Fandoms: DC (Batman comics)

Summary: From Dick’s POV. Damian happened to win a contest to illustrate a new book by an up and coming author. Being the good brother he is, Dick decided to check the book.He quickly realized he was reading a very first hand account of one of Jason’s old cases, and deciding to act like a normal person would, he decided to read some of the author’s other works. What he found shook the very foundation of what he thought was true?

Warnings: rated T - mostly for swearing and questionable mental health. Amnesia

Parings: none

Notes: originally uploaded to AO3. Cross-posted to tumblr

They didn’t hear anything directly from Jason over the next week. It wasn’t like Dick was worried or anything. Okay, so he was worried.

Every night, at least one of them would stop by the vantage point across from Jason’s apartment, just to make sure he was okay. Unlike before, he now kept his curtains closed forcing them to turn to thermal vision just to make sure he was still there.

It bothered Dick enough that he might have looked in on his volunteer work a couple times. As Nightwing. From a safe vantage point. He was pretty sure Jason hadn’t seen him. It would be more than a little awkward to explain if he had.

While they waited for Jason to reach out, Babs continued to monitor what she could on her end. They were starting to get hints that some of Black Mask’s men were going to go after Jason all because a fictional retelling of the story of how he got his unique features scratched the man’s paranoia. They were certain he found out from Jason’s so-called liaison. As a result, they needed to alert Jason. So, they were going to do it the only logical way their family handled such a situation, by breaking into his apartment. What could go wrong?

When he and Bruce entered through the window, they didn’t find anyone. Concerned, they began searching the small apartment for any signs of what may or may not have happened. Everything seemed to be in order. Jason’s few possessions were neatly tucked away. There were no signs of scuff marks around the furniture, and there were freshly dirtied dishes in the sink. The containers Alfred lent him sat neatly cleaned on the kitchen counter. Either someone went out of their way to make sure it appeared there was nothing wrong, Jason went willingly, or he was caught outside the apartment. Or everything was just fine, and he happened to take a stroll in the middle of the night, in Crime Alley.

As he continued to check around the apartment, his eyes drifted upwards to a maintenance hatch. He’d forgotten some of the older apartments sometimes had them. It seemed a bit too small for Jay to hide himself in, but that didn’t mean there weren’t any clues inside of it. As he carefully approached it, he wasn’t expecting it to pop open. Nor did he expect someone to launch themselves out of it and attack him.

As much as he hated to admit it, it was only his training that let him catch what turned out to be a tire iron with his escrima stick. After realizing the person wielding it was Jason, he pulled back to see what he would do. His brother, now aware of who he had just attacked, backed away but remained in a defensive stance.

“How’d you even put yourself in there?” Dick honestly asked him as he signaled to Bruce it was okay. He also ignored Babs’ snickers. No doubt she was going to make sure everyone saw that footage.

“Practice.” Jason’s brusque reply caught him off guard.

“Why?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because I live in Gotham where home invasions on the third floor of an apartment building aren’t as uncommon as you’d think.” Jason leaned against the nearest wall and crossed his arms. While he appeared more relaxed, he didn’t let go of his weapon. “I was wondering when you’d finally come from a visit. You haven’t exactly been subtle with your stalking, but I can’t quite figure out what I might have done to get your attention.”

Dick elected to ignore the stare from Bruce and turn his attention to the window so he could scowl at Steph, who was openly laughing at him from the fire escape.

“You’ve caught the interest of Black Mask,” Bruce told him as he tried to keep his voice neutral, but there had been a slight slip. Being forced to treat his lost son as a stranger was affecting him more than Dick originally thought it was.

“Yeah, looks like he wants to have a chat with you. I guess the way you portray him in your new book isn’t all that flattering,” Dick added on the off-chance Jason’s ability to translate Bruce speak was off-line with his other memories.

Jay moved the tire iron so it was pinned between his arm and side as he ran his hands over his face. “Don’t tell me the famed vigilantes of Gotham have started believing that nonsense too.”

Even with the cowl, Dick could tell Bruce raised an eyebrow. “Your newest draft accurately describes Black Mask’s first attempt at criminal activity, including the injury that disfigured his face.”

“Bullshit.” His brother tensed as he moved the tire iron back to his hand.

“Jay, it doesn’t really matter what we do or don’t believe,” Dick spoke quickly as he moved between him and Bruce. “The important thing here is that a crime lord, who I might add is extremely volatile and paranoid, seems to think you have information about him that you shouldn’t.”

“So, you broke into my home just to warn me?” His words were slow and deliberate as if he wasn’t sure he believed them.

Dick smiled at him. “Do we seem like the type who would knock?”

“I mean, you could, but it would ruin the image.”

“We aren’t currently sure when Black Mask will make his move,” Bruce stated. He seemed to be both amused and exasperated by their bantering. Some things never changed. “We can’t guarantee your safety if you decide to remain here.”

“If you let us, we can take you somewhere safe.” It took everything in Dick’s being to not outright beg his brother to go with them. They couldn’t risk losing him again.

Jason snorted. “Somewhere safe probably means the GCPD. Thanks, but no thanks. I’ll be fine on my own.”

“No, you will be under our care.”

At Bruce’s statement, Jason raised his eyebrows in surprise. “You’ll be protecting me? How? By keeping me under house arrest and patrolling my building? It’s not like you Bats operate in the daylight. Gotham’s criminals tend to keep the same schedule you do, but they aren’t afraid of moving in the daylight if necessary. Besides, if, I don’t know, say another breakout at Arkham happens on the same night Black Mask makes his move, I won’t be your priority.” The vitriol in his last few words hit almost as hard as a physical slap.

While it was subtle, Bruce flinched at Jason’s words. It was something everyone in the man’s life had dealt with at least once, and Dick could attest to it. There had been plenty of times where he and the others had gotten hurt in the field, and Bruce’s priority was to finish the mission instead of checking on them. In Jason’s case, if Bruce had decided to focus on him on that fateful day, maybe he wouldn’t have been killed.

“You will be offered temporary protection at our base of operations,” Bruce clarified. When Jason didn’t drop his guard, the man added, “Let us… let me help you. Please.” The emotion breaking through the careful façade of Batman’s image finally made Jason hesitantly agree.

…

It took less than ten minutes to pack some clothes and Jason’s most important belongings. Since there weren’t many of them, just the laptop, two books, the drawings, and the three plush animals, they easily fit. Much to Dick’s amusement, Jason also packed Alfred’s Tupperware. When it was brought up, Jason blushed and muttered something about how it wasn’t actually his, and that he needed to give it back. It took all of Dick’s willpower not to tease his brother about it.

When he was ready, they tried to coax him to go out the fire escape with them. However, Jason refused, saying he didn’t trust his hands enough to be able to safely climb down the ladders and would meet them around the corner. The rationale made sense, but something about it felt like a lie. As they left, Bruce radioed to the others to watch the other exits knowing Jason would likely try running.

They thought Jason would end up going out the back of the building, but he surprised everyone by taking to the rooftops. While he couldn’t get far without a grapple, he knew the layout of the area so well he was easily able to use the various fire escapes to dodge in and out of the buildings of Crime Alley. That familiarity caused them to lose sight of him multiple times. If it wasn’t for the tracker Bruce slipped into his bag, Dick believed there was a good chance they may have lost him.

With that said, Bruce did have an idea of where Jason was heading. He asked the rest of them to patrol while he intercepted him. And rather unfairly, in Dick’s opinion, he asked Babs to mute his side of the comms.

The others tried to comfort him by reminding him Jason was basically a civilian at this point. Gotham residents usually liked and respected their protectors but were also wary of them. But Jason wasn’t just a civilian. He was Dick’s brother, his first brother. Was it too hard for the others to understand that he just didn’t want to risk losing Jason again? No one was there to stop him the last time he ran, and it had led to his death.

About twenty minutes later, the radio silence broke on Bruce’s end when he announced that he was taking Jason back to the Cave. Judging by Babs’ poor attempt at stifling her laughter and Jason’s cursing, it didn’t go nearly as well as it could have. As much as he wanted to go to his brother’s side, he had to wait until the patrol was finished.

Babs did promise to show him the cowl footage though. Apparently, Jason managed to hit Bruce with a tire iron for the second time in his life when he found himself cornered in the home he once made for himself when he was on the streets. After a small scuffle, the only way Bruce was able to get him into the Batmobile was to cuff him.

As a way of trying to calm him, Cass stated Jason’s movements seemed conflicted while they chased him. Dick noticed the occasional hesitations, but figured his brother was trying to figure out what his next steps would be. Yet, as he thought about it more, the more it didn’t make sense. Out of all of them who once wore the title of Robin, Jason had been the best at responding to the flow of the fight. Once he had gotten sure of himself on the field, he rarely hesitated. Perhaps he knew he should trust them but couldn’t bring himself to do so.

Maybe breaking into his apartment hadn’t been the best way to gain his trust. Well, it wasn’t like they could take it back now. Besides, Jason would be back home soon. This time, there will be time to make amends.

…

When Dick returned to the Cave with the others, he found Jason was no longer cuffed, but he wasn’t exactly free to roam. Bruce had put him in one of the holding cells.

“Last time I checked, this isn’t the way to treat family,” he hissed at Bruce.

“If he’s allowed to roam, we can’t guarantee he will stay in the Cave,” their dad replied, matter-of-factly, irritating Dick more. Dropping his voice, he added, “Jason’s codes haven’t been changed since before his death. With how much he’s subconsciously remembered, I don’t want to risk an accidental breach.”

“Then change them!” Dick pretended to ignore the flash of hurt on Bruce’s face at that statement. “You can’t keep him in there.”

“It is only until we can capture Black Mask or his memories return.”

“I am not treating my brother like a criminal because of your paranoia,” Dick pointed an accusatory finger at the man, “decided the best way to protect him was to shove him in a glass box! It would be better to bring him upstairs, but I know you won’t do that.” Glancing towards Jason, who was attempting to make it look like he wasn’t paying attention to them, he lowered his voice. “And if you don’t remove that plaque from the memorial before he sees it, Bruce, so help me…”

“Uh…”

At Tim’s voice, Dick reigned in his anger. For the sake of Tim, Cass, and Damian, he tried to keep up appearances. They didn’t need to see the vitriol he could sling at Bruce. He made that mistake with Jason. Turning to see his younger siblings and Steph, who still counted, he gave them a tired smile. “What’s up?”

“What if at least one of us is with him at all times in the Cave so he doesn’t have to stay in there the entire time?” Steph suggested as he glanced towards Jason.

“I will watch him,” Cass promised.

“What if we show him some of his old case reports?” Tim suggested. “It might help jog his memory. Or ask him to help with some of the open ones.”

Steph sniggered. “You just want to work on something with your hero. When are you going to show him the stalker pictures?”

“Don’t you dare breathe a word of that!” After glancing back towards the cell to see what Jason may or may not have heard, Tim shifted uncomfortably. “Actually… they might help his memory. I’d have to go through them to figure out which ones would be best…”

“What about you, Dami?” Dick noticed Damian had been somewhat distracted since returning to the Cave. He’d been staring at Jason. It wasn’t necessarily judgmental, but he did seem puzzled by him. That made sense. Unlike the others, he didn’t know much about Jason or how to interact with him. Dick could take part of the blame for that. It wasn’t right for them to shy away from the dead, but that’s exactly what they did. “Do you have any ideas?”

Damian didn’t respond immediately, deciding to carefully pick his words. “…Mother once said that as warriors, our battles are carved into our very souls, forcing the body to remember even if the mind failed. I had believed she referred to how movements become instinctual after enough training. Perhaps I had misunderstood what she meant.” He shifted ever so slightly. “While I doubt he would be able to handle our current level of training, joining in katas or sparring could prove beneficial.”

“Or some equipment maintenance,” he murmured as he considered Damian’s idea. It was just as viable as any of their other ideas.

A loud sigh from Babs came across the comm of the Batcomputer. “Maybe you should actually ask him what he wants before you make decisions for him. I don’t know about you, but I’d be pretty pissed if I’d just gotten captured and thrown in a cell before being told I was going to be forced to join your cult.”

“It’s not appropriate to compare us to a cult, Oracle.” Bruce sounded offended.

“I can kind of see her point though.” Dick made sure to look Bruce directly in the eye for his next line. “To the uninitiated, it could seem like a cult.” The angry stare was completely worth it.

He could feel Babs’ disappointment through the line. “Of course you had to make a joke. Why am I not surprised?”

“I’m hurt. It’s like you don’t even know me.” Glancing back toward Jason, he sighed. “I’ll go talk to him.”

“Maybe me or our resident fanboy should,” Steph countered as Tim made an offended noise at the nickname. “I know this is important to you, but you and the Boss Man did just break into his house and basically kidnap him.”

Although he wanted to argue, Dick had to admit she made a point. “I’ll go get him some water. Can someone ask Agent A to get a cot set up for him?” Glancing towards Bruce, who had been even quieter than he normally was, he added, “I’m serious about that plaque. Get rid of it, or I will. And I don’t think you want me touching it.”

He stormed off towards the MedBay where they had the water. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. Maybe it would have been better for Bruce to make it appear Jason was being passed off to the Waynes. That’s how it had worked the first time around with him… no, that wasn’t quite right. Wasn’t Jason temporarily in a foster home that doubled as some shady front or something first?

Why did his siblings end up involved in the weirdest things? All of them, including himself, were just magnets for trouble. Maybe that’s why they all ended up under Bruce’s care. It was something to think about another day.

Grabbing an unopened water bottle, he made his way back over to where Jason was being held. To put it mildly, his brother was pissed. With an arm above his head and pressed to the glass of the cell, he was attempting to loom over Tim and Steph. With his stormy expression and how the scarring twisted his features, he looked terrifying. Too bad for him, it was hard to threaten vigilantes.

“Oh, it’s you,” he snarled when he caught sight of Dick approaching. “If this is how you treat the people you want to protect, I think I’d rather be one of your enemies.”

“I didn’t think he put you in there,” he explained as gave his brother an apologetic smile. It just seemed to worsen Jason’s mood. “But I definitely misjudged how afraid he is. We’re trying to work on a compromise.”

Jason glanced at Tim and Steph. “They told me. But what could I have done to make the big black bat afraid of me?”

“He’s not afraid of you,” Tim quickly spoke up. “He’s afraid for you.”

That made Jason shift uncomfortably. “Why? Other people in this city have been threatened, and he hasn’t….” His eyes narrowed. “He… you know who I was… Is that it?” When they didn’t answer him fast enough, he took that as confirmation. His anger seemed to deflate as his shoulders sagged. Turning, he plopped on the seat in the cell and hung his head. “All this time, there were people who knew. The scars should have clued me in that I was involved in something criminal. Why else would I have gotten on your radar?” He glanced up and gave them a smile full of self-loathing. “So what did I do? Ran some drugs? Helped some traffickers? Got wrapped up in whatever scheme that bastard clown came up with this month?”

Dick tried to ignore how eerily accurate Jason’s last guess was. “That’s… you weren’t a criminal. You were someone’s son and brother.”

“Don’t lie. No one missed me. I woke up alone with nothing, not even a name.”

“Dammit Jay!” he snapped. before letting his temper fall into something more resigned. “If I knew, I would have come and got you. But how do you search for someone who died six years ago?”

He hadn’t meant to be so loud. Or maybe he hadn’t been, and it was just his brother’s flinch that made it seem that way. No matter which, the silence that followed was deafening. He didn’t want this conversation to go this way. It should have been soft and controlled, not raw and emotional.

“Up until your appearance on the Vicki Vale Show, no one here knew you were alive,” Tim explained as Dick struggled to get his emotions under control. “You were declared dead when you were fifteen.”

Jason’s eyes widened as he glanced down at his mangled hands. For a moment he didn’t move, giving Dick that image of someone who was more dead than alive again. Taking a deep breath, he leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes. “That explains a lot.”

Anyways,” Dick changed the subject, glad Jason hadn’t wanted more information for now. It wasn’t a conversation he was ready to have. “I brought you some water. Someone will be by in a little to get a cot set up and bring you some food.” When Jason eyed the water suspiciously, Dick made sure to open it and drink a little so his brother knew it wasn’t some sort of trick.

It had been a quirk of Jason’s when he first arrived in the Manor. He wouldn’t drink tea or water or anything in those first few weeks if he didn’t see Alfred or Bruce pour their own drink from the same source and take a sip. He had no idea how bad things had been on the streets for his brother to have developed that behavior, but it must have helped keep him alive and mostly intact.

Although Jason still didn’t relax, he mumbled something about leaving the bottle. Dick would consider that a win. “I know Red Robin and Spoiler,” he eyed the two as they slinked away, “went over some options with you. We’ll revisit them tomorrow. None of us want you in there.”

“Except him.” He jerked his head towards Bruce.

“He wants to keep you safe and has the emotional intelligence of an ant.” Dick ran his hand through his hair. “I mean, no one in this family is great at discussing our problems, but he takes it to a new level. After losing a son, his overprotectiveness got a thousand times worse.”

“Did he lose him because of your…” Jason gestured at his mask, “job?”

“Yes and no. One of our rogues killed him, but he wasn’t the main focus of the attack, just a prize. I don’t know the full story, and I don’t think anyone other than my brother did. It’s not like I could ask him.” Dick wasn’t equipped to have this conversation with Jason.

“He was the lost Robin.”

The certainty of Jason’s voice caught Dick off guard. “How did you…?”

“Crime Alley still talks about it.” His brother’s gaze grew distant. “How the boy vanished and how Batman became a monster. They whispered it was the anger of a father losing a child.”

Dick sat down in front of the cell and leaned back on his arms. “He met the second Robin in Crime Alley.” He gave a conspiratorial grin. “Believe it or not, he was stealing the tires off the Batmobile.”

The way Jason’s eyebrows shot up in surprise made him chuckle. “Kid had some balls. Must have been desperate if he even thought to approach it.”

“I miss him. Wish I hadn’t let my personal problems with B get in the way of my relationship with him.” He sighed as he glanced back towards Tim and Steph, who were talking with Cass, and then over at Damian, who was still near Bruce. “I learned my lesson and have done everything I can to be there for them. But enough about that. Let me go check on the snacks you’re supposed to get. Is there anything you need?”

“Yeah, to get out of here so I can get back home.”

Dick’s smile wavered. “We’re working on it, Jay.”

…

He wasn’t sure how much sleep he actually got. Most of his dreams were filled with explosions and disembodied screams. Assuming it was a sign that he needed to go make sure Jason was okay, Dick gave up on sleep and made his way down to the Cave. He wasn’t exactly keen on putting on his costume again so soon. Gym sweats and his mask should be good enough.

As he entered the Cave, he caught sight of Damian in his Robin costume sharing tea with Jason. The door to the cell had been opened, but their brother hadn’t exited it yet.

“I’m surprised you’re down here so early,” Dick called out as he approached them.

Damian’s expression turned sour as he appraised him. “Father won’t be pleased with what you deemed appropriate attire.”

“He’ll live. I thought you had school this morning?”

“I did, but someone called in a threat against the facility. It’s believed to be a prank, but the staff is taking the necessary precautions.”

“Good ol’ Gotham. Some things never change.” Jason gave a slight chuckle before taking another sip of tea.

That caught Dick’s attention. “Did something like that happen to you?”

His brother tilted his head. “I’m pretty sure the Riddler once tried using the gym as a death trap when I was really little. Huh? I didn’t realize I still had any of those memories.” His surprise at the recall seemed genuine, so maybe it had been recently uncovered.

If that was the case, that was a good sign. “Once we get clearance to show you more of the Cave, we should show you some of the other things we’ve swiped from the Riddler over the years. Maybe it’ll bring up some more memories.” Especially the ones from Jason’s cases, but Dick knew better than to state that outright. “I don’t think anyone in Gotham has been spared from dealing with at least one of our Rogues. Anyways, did you save any of Agent A’s tea for me?”

Jason looked him directly in the eyes as he poured himself another cup and purposely showed that was the last of the pot. “It appears we’re fresh out.”

“I guess I deserve that.” It didn’t stop him from stealing the last of Alfred’s scones he’d sent down with the tea. The outrage on Jason’s face made it worth it. For a moment, it reminded him of those rare times he had been over for breakfast when Jason first came to the Manor. He had been so protective of his food. “So, what have you two been talking about?”

“I have been providing him with more information about our… organization.”

Instead of agreeing, Jason rolled his eyes at Damian. “He’s been giving me a very biased run down of everyone else associated with you guys. I think you, Batman, and your Agent A are the only people he’s spoken of in somewhat fond terms. He also promised to end me if I betrayed any of you as well as offering me fighting lessons because I’m ‘severely lacking in any semblance of fighting techniques.’”

“Robin,” Dick sighed. He knew his youngest brother meant well, but sometimes it didn’t come across that way.

Damian just huffed. “I spoke truly. He could benefit from being taught how to defend himself. A tire iron is hardly a viable weapon.”

“Anything can be a weapon, especially in Crime Alley.”

“While there is truth in that statement, proper form and training is needed to be able to handle any disadvantages such an object could grant you.”

Jason didn’t directly say anything. Instead, he gave Dick a look that plainly read ‘is this kid for real?’ There was such familiarity in the expression that it made him want to ruffle his brother’s hair, just like in the old days. But that wouldn’t be appropriate. Jay didn’t currently view him as family.

“It couldn’t hurt,” Dick stated with a shrug. “Besides, it gives you something to do other than just sit in there.”

“Like I can keep up with the great vigilantes of Gotham.” Something that seemed dark and self-directed snuck into Jason’s words.

Unsure what brought that on, Dick decided to risk it and pull Jason to his feet. “Don’t think like that. We all started somewhere. Besides, you proved you could outmaneuver some of us when you had the advantage with the terrain. I think you’ll do just fine.”

“Don’t blame me when you get disappointed.”

There was that negativity again. If Dick remembered correctly, Jason had been insecure about himself and how he measured against him and Bruce early on. Was that what was going on? Or was it something else?

Deciding it would be best to observe and analyze, he led Jason and Damian to the training area. If he was honest with himself, Dick was excited to help Jason relearn this part of his life. He wasn’t involved in the majority of His early training, unlike with Tim and Damian. It was surreal, in what he decided was a good way. While there was still no telling if Jason would ever return to the vigilante life, training was a bonding experience he never really got to have with his first brother.

They started slowly. It wouldn’t be right to try to get Jason to try anything advanced without getting a better idea of how well he moved. There was an understandable stiffness, but his movements were jerky and disjointed. As he continued, while he didn’t outwardly say anything, his skin paled as a sheen of sweat appeared. With how he set his expression in determination told Dick more than anything else. Jason was in agony as he tried to move.

It didn’t make sense. Nothing they were doing was hard, but as Dick paid closer attention to his brother’s odd movements, he began to realize just how broken Jason truly was. He’d died with shattered bones, and then when the universe decided to bring him back, it didn’t do him the courtesy of healing any of it. Jason suffered through the worst of it alone, and unlike the rest of them, didn’t have anyone to help lovingly piece him back together. Either desperation or determination had to be what allowed him to move as well as he did during his flight.

“I think we’ll stop here,” he decided as he requested that Damian go get Jason a water.

Uncertainty and distrust flickered across Jason’s expression as he watched him. “What?”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m sorry I pushed you. We,” Dick gestured upwards to show he meant everyone, not just him and Damian, “sometimes forget how it’s like for civilians. I should have realized earlier that you were hurting. How bad is it? Do you need anything?”

Jason shook his head. “I don’t like taking meds if I can help it. On bad days, I’ll sometimes use something over the counter, but I don’t want anything stronger. I’ve seen too many people lose themselves. In Crime Alley, sometimes the need to feel better becomes the only escape.” A hand passed over his eyes as if to hide his momentarily distant look. If Dick remembered correctly, Jason’s mother died from an overdose. Maybe it was another memory starting to break through. “I don’t want to risk falling into that trap.”

“If you need it, I can get you ice. We also have shower stalls over there. The heat could help.” Dick shifted uncomfortably as he made a mental note to contact Zatanna as soon as he could. His brother didn’t deserve to suffer. “But you didn’t really answer my question.”

A shrug answered him as Damian reappeared with water. “I don’t know what to tell you. It’s more the stiffness than anything else, and after last night... How the hell do you people tell time here? Anyways, don’t worry about it.” He glared up at the roof of the Cave before taking a drink from the bottle Damian wordlessly handed him before grimacing. “Kid, not that I’m not thankful, but how long was this bottle in that fridge?”

“I am not a kid,” Damian scoffed. “Pen… Agent A regularly restocks our supplies. While unlikely, it is possible something was missed.”

“Or someone recently used the drinks fridge to store food or samples again. I can’t tell you how many times that’s happened in the past. We can get you a new one.”

Jason debated it for a moment. “It’s just water, and I’m not one to waste. I’ll deal with it.”

Grabbing the bottle out of his brother’s hand before he had a chance to fight back, Dick took a swig. Coughing from the unpleasant and almost acidic taste, he walked over to the nearest ledge and poured it into the chasm below. “Yeah, you’re not drinking that. Glad I didn’t give you anything like that last night.” Dick made a face. “Well, decontaminating the drink fridge wasn’t on my list of things to do today.” He glanced at Jason. “Wanna help?”

He almost laughed at the incredulous look on his brother’s face. Almost. But he did allow himself to chuckle when Jason muttered, “When I got abducted by vigilantes, I didn’t think I’d have to help clean house.”

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Notes:

So, I’m currently studying different types of fencing. One of the things you learn is that even rookies can get really good hits on veterans, and sometimes, instinctual moves end up working better than anything planned. Or sometimes, it makes things worse.

“The Bruce-English translator is not available at the moment. Perhaps you want to try the closest Non-communicative Parent proxy?” – quote from SummersSixEcho on the BatPham discord when she read that line about Dick translating Bruce speak for Jason.

Jason’s memorial says “Jason Todd: a good soldier.” Dick had very choice words about it when he saw it for the first time after confronting Bruce after not being told about Jason’s death. He’s the only one in the family who seems to have appropriately thought it was terrible. Even Alfred defended the decision to have it say that.

#don't forget to write #fanfiction #fanfic #Jason Todd #Red Hood #Dick Grayson #Nightwing #Bruce Wayne #Batman #DC comics #Writer AU

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Can I request a reverse comfort with Mayoi?

Let's say he heard people talking bad about him and he kinda stared panicking that he is not good enough for his s/o? But ofc his lovely partner is there to comfort him

You don't have to write this if you are uncomfortable!

~ anon

"You Are Perfect, Nothing Less."

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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST ANON !! Honestly the first one made me so happy to write and I'm so so SO happy you enjoyed it! HERE COMES READER TO SAVE THE DAY AND GIVE MAYOI NOTHING BUT THE BEST BC WE LOVE HIM . . . LOADING . . . ᘡ Mayoi Ayase x Reader // y/n comforts mayoi through a breakdown ⪩⪨﹒this is a . . . FLUFF !! with sad elements to it.. ⁺﹒TW : unlike the last one, this one doesn't have any tw. the contents of this are much more tame, BUT if you don't enjoy seeing characters have breakdowns and overall in a panicked state then you might wanna skip this one !! i noticed i did this on the last mayoi fic but i haven't done it since so THAT CHANGES TODAY !! hello reader, ily and i'm so proud of you<3 you look so STUNNING today ~ WORD COUNT : 1849

It would start with small bad comments. "Your boyfriend is Mayoi?! Jeez, does the mood not get eerie or weird at times?" Being the supportive partner you are, you'd reprimand the person for saying such things about your partner, which you couldn't help but smile even thinking about. You simply can't help but be bothered at times at such things people could say about Mayoi without taking any time to truly understand how he is. He has done nothing but be the best he can be for you, and work through any faults he may feel he can fix if it'll make you happy, even if it's something that doesn't even bother you. "Mayoi is beyond amazing", you'd never say anything less than that to yourself. So why then at this very moment, would he be in your arms panicking?

It was a perfectly normal day, you and the plum haired boy had done some cleaning around your small apartment, which you two had finally moved into after long enough living apart. After all was said and done, you both decided to make a commute out to the store to get some food, not realizing you had run out. Normally, Mayoi would choose to stay home when you'd go out shopping, not wanting to be outside any more than he felt like was normal for his standards. But, today you had an urge to ask him to come with you, no specific reason other than just wanting to walk outside with your boyfriend. So, you then proceed to walk up to Mayoi and ask,

"Hey darling, would you like to come shopping with me?"

Hesitant at first, Mayoi is unsure whether him coming with you would even be of any help to the goal of getting food, but nonetheless he would also like to be by your side so he agrees. You make a mental note to make sure you look out for Mayoi though especially at this time of day when the streets are most crowded. So, you both then proceed to grab any necessary items and make your way out the door, beginning the trip to the local supermarket.

Holding Mayoi close, attempting to protect him from any possible triggers or worries that could cause him stress, you are quite shocked when you realize Mayoi actually looks quite relaxed as opposed to how tense he gets when he occasionally goes out walking to places with you. Maybe he wanted to walk with you? You then realize that you have made it to the store, you and Mayoi enter. As a kind gesture, your plum haired lover turns to you and offers to help get some things,

"I..is there anything I can help you get y/n? If you don't mind of course, I wouldn't want to g-grab the wrong thing.."

You smile sweetly at Mayoi's gesture, happy that he would be willing to venture on his own through the store to try and help you.

"Sure thing darling, thank you so much! If you'd like then you could go grab whatever you think we'd need in the house. No need to worry about grabbing the right things we could probably make use of just about anything. Be careful though, and if you need me just call me and I'll head right over to you!" You teasingly lean towards your boyfriend, "And yes, you can grab a few bags of grapes, you'd probably grab some even if I didn't tell you~". You laugh as Mayoi gives a timid smile in response.

You then both part ways, making sure to keep in mind things you may need which you go over to grab. As time passes, so does your cart, but Mayoi doesn't seem to return. This leaves you a bit concerned seeing as when out with Mayoi he doesn't like being away from your side for too long, especially when in situations with a lot of people. So, you begin searching for your partner. Calling his phone wasn't working, "Damnit, he had it on silent didn't he". Getting more worried, you rush down and aisle until you are caught off guard by sudden chatter from a group of people. The moment you heard the mention of your boyfriends name, you decided to listen in.

"Yeah no Ayase's a fuckin weirdo always creeped the shit out of me... if he doesn't suddenly say something some psych ward escapee would say he'd always be acting all suspicious. Can't believe I lived next door to him when we were younger. Even more, heard he got a partner recently, can you believe it?! Bet one day she'll get so scared she just runs away!"

This was followed by an assortment of laughs or scoffs, once you realized the topic of those boys conversation, you had a sudden realization. "He must have heard them." You quickly leave your cart there and rush out the store, desperately looking for your boyfriend. Luckily, you just happen to search around the vicinity of the store, and find him in a dark corner which is far enough away from the sidewalk or parking lot to be seen. You quickly run over to him, and not to your shock given the situation, he is crying. Sobbing in fact, unable to steady his breath you can see him shaking from even the back of his lengthy figure. You quickly grab your boyfriend and firmly says, "Let's go."

You grip his hand in whatever way you can to give him a sense of safety in your grasp. You both proceed to rush back home, Mayoi still in tears unable to really process much, which causes a few stares from other pedestrians along the sidewalk. Quickly setting your things aside as you enter the place, you place your hands on Mayoi's shoulders, sitting him down so he doesn't have to stay standing anymore. You choose to not force him to maintain eye contact, your main goal is to comfort your partner.

"Darling, please.. I don't want you panicking too much" You move one arm back to grab his hand and squeeze it tightly, "Breathe, breathe slowly with me darling. It's okay I'm here." He tries his best in response to follow, but you can tell he has something to say, "I heard everything they said Mayoi, what are you thinking right now? Say however you think you may feel, it's okay."

Mayoi has always feared letting himself speak out how he feels or what's bothering, feeling like he is giving someone trouble doing such but this time he chooses to say how he feels.

"Y/n.. I'm awful! I'm so horrendous and not worth any of the love you could possibly give to trash like me! Everything everyone says about me, y-you don't deserve to hold the burden of being around such a person, I'm nowhere near worth someone like you, or anybody in general." He chokes on his tears as he continues breaking down, "I-I'm nothing more than a strange suspicious creep who would bring nothing but negative attention to you, I'm so terribly sorry y/n. I'm d-disgusting..." He then tries to almost back away from you, as he begins to believe he can't even be near you without thinking you must be disgusted. You are left in nothing but pure heartbreak that the person you love oh so dearly would say such awful things about himself.

Though you are no stranger to Mayoi saying bad things about himself like that, or impulsively letting out thoughts that came to his head, you'd reassure him every time. But this time, something felt so awful about watching him feel this specific way, seeing his panicked face can't help but make you feel like you had to do something immediately, you feel guilty, being the one who brought him out on this trip, so now you had to fix this. There's no way somebody this caring deserves to be treated in such a way by others. Not wanting to catch him off guard in his already jumpy state, you place yourself on the couch too, trying to give the most warm and comforting smile you possibly can. You bring your hand out motioning for your partner to grab it, but you gesture in a way that shows patience, ready for him to hold your hand when he feels is best. A few seconds pass with silence before he gains the courage to do such, and he grabs your hand. You are able to feel how shaky it is. You both are now making eye contact for the first time this whole breakdown. Finally, you decide to say something,

"Mayoi, you are perfect, nothing less. You are worth beyond what I feel as though I'd even deserve in a person and I am absolutely overjoyed to have someone like you in my life. To think people would say such awful things about you is absolutely sickening, but the things that those jackasses say will never change how I see you or how I feel about you. You don't burden me now and never have, and I love you so much now, nor have I never felt the opposite." Mayoi is obviously at a loss at all the sudden kind words you are telling him, unable to process it all he most surely looks overwhelmed, to which you edge a little closer to him and bring him forward into an embrace. "I simply can't hear you say such horrible things about yourself when none of those are true, never do you deserve to feel as though you should call yourself such things. I love you Mayoi, I love you so much darling."

Mayoi takes a second to let out a few more tears before being able to sit up. "Y-y/n... if you really feel as though I shouldn't do that, please know I will do my very best to not do that. I just feel so a-awful bringing nothing but bad attention to yourself even associating with me. At some point it'll b-become nothing but.. too much."

You quickly reassure him, "No no Mayoi, I would never let the "faults" that people that don't know how truly spectacular you are affect at all how I see the person I'm looking at right now that I can say without a doubt that I love." The plum haired boy gives another shy smile in response, almost embarrassed by all the affection and comfort he is receiving.

"T..thank you y/n, I love you. I'm happy to have such a person who would want to see me as anything special", He smiles and sits back.

"I love you too dear," You proceed to place a kiss on his cheek, which his face turns all shades of pink over. To lighten the mood and make a nice joke to make your boyfriend feel even better, "Well... it seems we still have no groceries, seems like we'll be ordering for tonight!" You let out a soft giggle and look towards Mayoi.

"W..well I suppose so y/n- thank you.. thank you so much again."

#enstars #ensemble stars #ensemble stars x y/n #ensemble stars x reader #enstars x reader #enstars x y/n #mayoi ayase #ayase mayoi #mayoi ayase x reader #ilysm #comforting fic

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