#i even have one from Slade's pov
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For @poiverine 🥰 I know I'm a little late but I'm still thinking about shameless Slade you drew for this au and well... this just happened 🤗💕
Sladick royal au;
part 6, inspired by polv's amazing art;
You are not to display your feelings for each other with anyone around you. You are to stay close to your spouse throughout any social event but not to touch their bare hand, in matters different than greeting each other or dancing. Physical contact is intimate and other people must not have any insight on it. Any form of displaying your affections publicly is scandalous and humiliating for both sides.
Those were the rules. Dick knew all of them by heart, taught by Gotham's best tutors since the moment he came to live with Bruce – he spent years and years learning everything he could, to be a proper prince and not shame Bruce in any way by doing something stupid out of unawareness. And those, those particular rules were the most important, as not following them would shame his name so greatly that if it ever happened, Dick wouldn't be able to look anyone in the eye for the rest of his life. Not to even mention the disgrace it would bring Bruce.
Children are allowed any physical touch they need. Holding their hand, hugging, kissing their cheeks and forehead is allowed even with other people around you. You are allowed to display your feelings towards the members of your family in public, such as holding their bare hand and even hugging them briefly. Any possible suitor and later a spouse does not have those privileges towards you. Any possible intimate contact between you and your spouse is to happen when you are alone, in the privacy of your chambers.
No matter what Dick knew earlier, no matter what his parents taught him, those were the rules Dick must follow now, regardless of anything else. It was confusing and weird at first, to change his whole worldview so abruptly like that but it didn't take Dick long to learn and understand. Besides, learning that you can't display your affections openly was barely anything huge, compared with what Dick had to go through when his parents were killed.
Bruce helped him understand the rules. Helped him with everything and anything, really. With Bruce’s aid, Dick was able to see how displaying your affections, being intimate with your beloved was something to treasure, a moment meant to be adored and cherished by the two of you. It was a beautiful show of feelings and no one else should be a witness to it.
Dick himself never saw anyone break those rules but he heard enough of such cases. People, especially nobles, loved to talk – Dick knew that better than anyone because he was the one people talked about a lot. One of their favorite activities was gossiping about people who broke the rules and thanks to that he knew perfectly well how they treated those who were stupid or careless enough to do it. It was utterly unacceptable for Gotham's society, scandalous. It brought dishonor, made people look and openly point their fingers at you to laugh.
It was a sin in its own category.
Dick was always extremely careful to follow all the rules, like a proper prince he was. He made sure to wear gloves whenever his suitors greeted him with a kiss on the palm, was certain to never stand too close to them during any events. The further thing he ever did was let Roy press a kiss to his cheek when the prince came to tell him that he was leaving for his journey, and then another one to the palm of his bare hand but even then they were alone in the library. Dick was intent to never break those rules, to follow them for the rest of his life.
And then Slade Wilson came, barged really, into his life.
Slade, who grabbed his bare hand and brought it to his lips whenever he wanted, like it was something as natural as breathing to him. Slade, who wrapped his arm around Dick's waist and pressed him against his side as if Dick was... as if Dick was some whore he could parade around with. Slade, who... w-who leaned down and... and kissed him, right on the lips, with everyone around to see it happen.
Every time Slade did it, Dick could feel shame and humiliation burning in his chest painfully like a real fire would. Every time, Dick forced himself to stay still and just breathe, to let Slade do what he wished. He was sure the man just toyed with him, waiting for the moment he'll finally snap. Oh, how he wanted to loathe this man. How he wanted to hate Slade, for he took Dick away from his home, from his family, away from everything he knew. How he wanted to hate Slade for doing whatever he wanted with him, humiliating Dick day and day again. But he couldn't. He couldn't allow himself to do that.
Because Dick wouldn't be able to live like that, standing by the side of someone he loathed for the rest of his life. It would destroy him, like locking in a cage would do to a bird, and Dick wasn't going to give up like this. Even if Slade decided to humiliate them both by acting that way and breaking the rules, even if he treated Dick like nothing more than a plaything he wanted to show everyone around. No matter what Slade decided to throw at him, Dick intended to take every blow with dignity, as much as it was possible.
Dick chose this himself. He agreed to Slade's demands, agreed to marry him and live by his side in Defiance, aware of what it can bring. Aware of what Slade might choose to do with him. All to stop the war that was terrorizing them all for far too long. And Dick didn't regret doing it, not really. He couldn't regret saving all those lives, innocent lives that could've been lost in a pointless fight if he refused. Even if he had to sacrifice himself for it. Even if he has to endure all those painful humiliations. It was a small price to save thousands of their soldiers.
If his betrothed had been someone else, Dick would've been able to voice his objection right away. He would make it clear that he's not going to stand for being treated like that, that he won't allow Slade to touch him with all those people around, or even at all. But with becoming Slade's husband he will lose all his rights, all his privileges. He won't be Gotham's crown prince anymore, no, he'll become King Wilson's royal consort instead. Slade will have all the power over him, everything Dick will own will belong truly to Slade, everything he'll be allowed to do or have only because Slade'll agree to it. And Dick... Dick was simply too afraid to anger Slade by denying him, too afraid to see what punishment would await him for it. Would Slade forbid him writing to his family, forbid him visiting them? Would he lock Dick up, put him into a golden cage, and come see him only when he wished to be in his consort's company? Would he simply kill him and start the war again?
Dick didn't want to find out.
Because Slade Wilson was a cruel man. Dick didn't know him very well, in fact he only ever met him a few times before, during galas or other celebrations, but he didn't have to to know that fact. It was common knowledge, in fact. Everyone knew the tale about how Slade became Defiance's king, how he fought his way to the throne, brutally killing every person that got in his way. It wasn't how it happened in Gotham, with Bruce getting the crown from his father, who got it from his own father. No, Slade wasn't even of royal blood. Before he started ruling the country he was a mercenary – and the best one their world heard about at that. It's because of that, because of his merits, he received the lordship in the first place and became a figure on Defiance's court.
Because Slade didn't shy away from war and battle, always ready to fight whenever someone was willing to pay him handsomely for his effort. And now, when he left the mantle to take on the crown instead, he was still willing to battle everyone, to protect his country and make it thrive.
Bruce respected Slade because he would have to be a fool not to. Slade wasn't just a brute force, he was also a genius strategist whose plan always succeeded. He was a man feared by all, even those most powerful. A monster, able to kill with just a twitch of his hand.
Dick knew that all and he was well aware what he was getting into when he agreed to the letter where Slade demanded him in turn to end the war. He was aware why Bruce was so against the sheer idea of it. But Dick knew what his answer will be the moment he read the letter for the very first time. No matter how much he hated doing it, he wasn't going to let his people suffer from the war when he had a certain way to stop all the fighting.
Even if he had to suffer instead.
Sitting by the window in the chambers Slade had prepared for him for the time of his visit in Defiance, Dick remembered suddenly how whenever they were alone, Bruce never called Slade a king. 'Wilson', sometimes he even referred to him as 'Lord Wilson' but never as a king. In Bruce's eyes Wilson wasn't a proper ruler – he was a brute, a barbarian that cared only about himself and did whatever he wanted to do.
Dick huffed a humorless laugh at the thought. Perhaps that's why Slade was so shameless and didn't even care about breaking the rules.
/ / / / /
Then, Dick started to learn Defiance's culture properly.
He was going to live in Slade's country and so he preferred to know the rules and general manners that applied there. Slowly but surely he became more acquainted with Defiance's customs, with the way its people lived and thought – he gained the knowledge from every source possible, whether it was from the books in the royal library or simply from talking with people in the court.
One of the first things he learned was that... no one here cared if you kissed your spouse in a room full of people. Well, that one he actually learned before getting to any books; meeting Apollo and Midnighter was interesting and maybe even a bit... traumatizing at first for him. It was all so much different from what Dick knew that the idea alone almost made him dizzy. To think that displaying his affections in public didn't sow disgust all around, that people actually encouraged it and cheered when you did... it was a lot to take in, no matter how long Dick thought about it.
Almost all his life, all those years he spent in Gotham by Bruce's side, he was teached that showing affection openly was like a crime. That's what he believed was right and he followed those rules naturally, even after arriving in Slade's country. He just... well, he just assumed that the rules in Defiance were the same as in any other country he visited before, because they all applied in Star, in Jump, even in Atlantis as well. That made Dick even more eager to learn about Defiance's customs, because it was so much different from everything Dick knew.
But it also made Dick look at Slade differently. It made him realize that the man wasn't trying to humiliate him with his affections, he did it because his people took pride in showing off their beloved ones. And while Dick was certain that Slade did take some sick kind of pleasure from all his blushing, stuttering and hitched breaths, it wasn't exactly entirely ill-natured. It was probably what Slade was raised with and for him it was absolutely natural so he kissed Dick without a second thought, even if it made Dick want to crawl into the ground at times.
People of Defiance simply loved to display their affections in public, loved to proudly show everyone around just how happy their beloved ones made them. At least that's what the books said. It was... it was actually kind of nice, in theory.
...that still didn't make actually doing it, letting Slade do it, any easier. Slade's touch, his easy kisses that happened with other people around still made him want to jerk away from his grip as humiliation burned into him; still made his heart thump painfully against his ribcage while he blushed so hard that even his neck and shoulders turned red. It didn't matter if people around them clapped and smiled, it'll take Dick a really long time to actually get used to it.
But he had time to do it, didn't he? After all, he'll spend the rest of his life by Slade's side. And it was... it was better to know all that and just be embarrassed over the affections, than to feel the shame and horror of breaking the rules that in reality weren't even there. It was much better that way and Dick will get used to it one day.
[Masterlist of the au]
He was just glad Bruce didn't have to see any of it.
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Thank you for reading!! 💕 Hope you liked it 👉👈
#i have#so many wips of this#i was starting it over and over again because i wanted to tell this story in so many different ways and i couldn't choose 🤣#i even have one from Slade's pov#but i had fun while writing it so its okay#well it took me way longer this way but meh xD i still had fun#hope you enjoyed!!#also#what do you guys think meeting Midnighter and Apollo was like??#😏👀#let me know haha im curious!#sladick#sladick royal au#my writing
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Rose Wilson (pre-flashpoint) Reading Guide :^)
hiiiiii i need everyone to love her and talk about her all the time
this isnt everything, this i just what i think you need to get a pretty good idea of who she is <3 if you want more this list has most of her pre52 appearances (EDIT: and i have a post-flashpoint reading list now too!!!!)
all the important issues for her story are in bold and my personal favorites are italicized. in all honestly you can skip a lot of the bolded ones but i WILL take it personally if you skip my favorites
Deathstroke v1 #15 (her introduction!!)
Deathstroke v1 #45-46, #48, annual #4, #51
New Titans #126
Titans v1 #27, #33, #37
Teen Titans v3 #0.5
Teen Titans v3 #8, #12
Batgirl v1 #64
Nightwing v2 #112-115
Nightwing v2 #117
Teen Titans v3 #34, #40-41, #43-46, #57, #60, #71, #88, #90-91, #98-100
Batgirl v2 #2-4
Titans v2 #13, Teen Titans v3 #70, Vigilante v3 #6
Teen Titans v3 #77-78
Faces of Evil: Deathstroke
Teen Titans v3 #72-76 & #79-82 (second feature)
now unfortunately i love to explain myself so i gave my reasonings for everything i put under the cut:
welcome to the annotated version <3
Deathstroke #15
- this tells the story of slade meeting lillian worth, rose's mom, and then shows rose for the first time <3 honestly this one doesnt do much for rose other than saying that she exists but it still matters
Deathstroke #45-46
- before this, rose is kidnapped and escapes but i didnt include that in the list because shes not doing much until these issues. but she has things to do in these and has great moments of lili trying to protect her. dont bother reading any of the actual deathstroke stuff because i do not care what hes up to
Deathstroke #48
- rose meets slade for the first time!!! it does not go well
Deathstroke annual #4
- shes not in this til the last few pages but i get the content of rose mourning her mother where i can bc it does not get brought up for like 20 years after this. also rose being a badass is always welcome to me
Deathstroke #51
- this one is almost entirely rose's pov!!! granted shes not exactly the center of the story but still! it also starts showing her meta abilities and precognition which is so slay of her
New Titans #126
- this is the first time she gets like. an actual personality. and its great. i lov her dynamics with the other titans and i love kyle and donna kind of trying to parent her. and also shows a little bit more of how she feels about her mom hehe. in the issue before this she puts a gun to someones head which i think is also worth reading that moment of her however. its a one page scene and it never gets brought up again so i didnt bother including it
Titans #27, #33, #37
- honestly i think that roses entire time nannying lian is worth reading but she doesnt do a Lot in each issue so i felt bad including the whole thing sdjafhadsf but she has scattered appearances from #25-39 and theyre all FANTASTIC. one of my favorite eras of rose for sure
Teen Titans #0.5
- this is her joining her father :( terrible hate kill but its a very important part of her story. also she has a random family here which ??? i mean sure i guess. love that everyone was playing hot potato with rose for like 10 years though
Teen Titans #8
- calls herself ravager for the first time so its kind of important. honestly though i wasnt even gonna include this at first but decided that it was important enough to throw in. shes only on the last page of this though
Teen Titans #12
- this is where she loses her eye (see: takes her own knife and stabs it out) so its pretty significant. also bart reaching out to her and trying to help her is sweet :) i dont really care about brother blood at all though so i didnt include the rest of this arc but it starts at #9 if youre really interested
Batgirl v1 #64
- this one is extremely biased im gonna be real. i just love batgirl 2000 and this issue was really good for both of them honestly, its the two of them fighting and does a good job showing rose's relationship with her dad during this time and showing her skills
Nightwing #112-115
- this one was just so much fun. i wouldnt call it 100% in character but theres a lot of good stuff about rose wanting a family and its rly sweet :( its also hilarious to me and its so fun to read it
Nightwing #117
- leaving her father!!! she really only shows up on a couple pages here but you know. its pretty significant.
GENERAL WARNING FOR TEEN TITANS: a lot of teen titans was written by geoff johns and. i dont know how to put it other than that hes VERY geoff johns about it. there are bits of misogyny and racism in pretty much every issue. even after johns stops writing it still has some extremely iffy parts. so just be warned :(
EDIT: since making this list i have made yet another list of her tt03 appearances and whether or not they should be read so u can check that out if you’re interested <3
Teen Titans #34
- her intro to the team!! talks a little about how she got there and what shes doing etc. also wlw hostility with cassie
Teen Titans #35
- this one wasnt even on the list above because it comes with HEAVY disclaimers. this issue includes rose trying to rape tim, which i consider to be the worst moment in that entire book, and probably the most out of character thing rose has ever done. thank you geoff johns. HOWEVER this issue also has a lot of really nice moments with rose and eddie that i really enjoyed :( so just. disregard the first few pages if you read this
Teen Titans #40-41
- you will quickly find out that i am a sucker for rose and joey being siblings. in all honesty i know very little about joey but i DO know that he and rose have rly sweet moments in a lot of these
Teen Titans #43-46
- a lot of deathstroke stuff. mostly boring but rose does get to fight her dad here :) and also some more rose & joey moments. though do be warned as a cassandra cain fan these issues did send me flying into a blind rage because she is so out of character
Teen Titans #57 & #60
- precognition!!! rose being a badass!!! my love!!!!!! this is a good issue. it does go back on a lot of what its already gone over by saying "ooo rose is so murderous and dangerous!!" but. whatever. i like it when shes murderous. these are all part of an arc that goes from #56-60 if you want the full story but these two are the ones that rose has the most to do in. then #60 leads into Terror Titans which. um. was not good. very out of character for rose and just not an interesting story at all. but i mean if you want to read it she is in it
Teen Titans #71
- rose-centric issues my beloved hehe :) this issue is pretty good and sets off her story in the second feature starting in #72
Teen Titans #88
- rose rejoining the team!!!!! which i have mixed feelings on because it was clearly a "the writer wanted her there but didnt want to do the work to put her back so they just threw her in" situation which is fine i guess. it ignores a lot of whats already happened though :/ but!!!! lillian worth mention!!! woo!!!!
Teen Titans #90-91
- damian and rose's dynamic is so fucking funny and i love it. they are iconic together its amazing
Teen Titans #98-100
- final teen titans arc!! rose isnt specifically doing a lot but she does have some really good moments here. also she has an interaction with mia for like 2 panels so i need to cut those 2 panels out and frame them <3 but be warned. the writer was clearly going in the rose/conner direction for some reason which. um. hm.
Batgirl v2 #2-4
- ICONIC. i have issues with cass's characterization in this but rose is wonderful. she can be patricidal as a treat <3 shes planning ahead and shes a good fighter and shes murderous. what more do you need.
Teen Titans #70, Titans #13, Vigilante #6
- these are all part of a bigger crossover, Titans #12 and Vigilante #5 come before these but rose doesnt have anything to do there and i did not read them because i dont really care about the story of this one. but oh my god. this has some FANTASTIC rose & joey content. all of their interactions in this killed me esp the last part :(
Teen Titans #77-78
- oughghggogugughggh this one was so sad fr. i love it when rose tries to kill her dad but there were so many parts in this where i was full of pain. but also joey and rose moment hiiii !! but most importantly lili is revealed to be alive here!!! yippee!!!!
Faces of Evil: Deathstroke #1
- hiiiii im actually adding this one to the list nearly a year after i originally made it lol <3 but i love this issue so much and i cant believe i never added it. most of the reason i like it is because i like it when she commits patricide and like half of this comic is dedicated to her kicking his ass then getting her ass kicked. god i love her
Teen Titans #72-76 & #79-82
- FRESH HELL MY BELOVED <3 greatest rose story of all time <333 the writer is clearly weird about rose but who am i to judge. lots of good moments of her struggling with morality and finding out who she is and its a pretty good story and im pretty sure there was one part that made me cry
and there we go !! i know most ppl dont add their opinion to their reading lists however i mostly made this for my followers and i am the god of this list and i do what i want
#hope you enjoy 🧡🖤🧡🖤🧡🖤🧡🖤#she is my best girl ever and she is very important 2 me#rose wilson#ravager#reading list#dc
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An ounce of regret
Teen Titans!Dick Grayson x Wilson!Reader
I FINALLY MADE A PART TWO TO SLADE’S DAUGHTER!
Part 2 of Slade’s Daughter
Summary: While looking for her father y/n gets caught by some of her mothers henchmen. Now the Titans and Slade have to work together to get her back.
Robin’s POV~
It’s been 336 hours, two weeks, since y/n and i fought. 335 hours since she left for good and destroyed all my information on finding her father. 334 hours and 40 minutes since the Titans found out. 334 hours and 20 minutes since we all lashed out at each other. 333 since we all decided to calm down and talk it through. And 332 hours and 35 minutes since we came to the conclusion of disbanding.
The Titans were already treading on thin ice with each other for some weird reasons nobody could really remember. Guess y/n leaving was finally the straw that broke the camels back, the thing to make the whole team collapse. She was the glue holding this team together, without her? We all fall apart.
I wish I could take back some- no, all of the words I said to her. I feel terrible and I just want her back in my arms and back with the team, eating victory pizza, or playing video games and getting interrupted by villains terrorising Jump City.
I hate the reason I even got petty and started the fight. All because she wants her fathers tracker back in her arm so he can protect her. I should have just put it back in without being an asshole, I know her farther can protect her better than me, but I let my pride and ego get in the way.
I’ve been trying to get ahold of the trackers coordinates, at least to see if she was somewhere safe, but it seems that Slade must have encrypted it somehow. Either that or something terribly bad has happened to her. I couldn’t imagine her being in any serious trouble, in need of help, and I can barely do anything.
The security system went off as the tower’s main computer received a call. I pressed the answer button.
“Slade…”
“Hello, Robin. It’s been awhile.”
“Where’s y/n? Why isn’t her tracker working?”
“That’s what I called for. Y/n’s seems to have been destroyed. I think her mother has her.”
“Then why haven’t you done anything!?”
“Because, as much as I hate to say this… I will need the Titans’ help. Her mother has requested help from Red X, and now they’re working together.”
“I’ll get the others. When are we going to save her?”
“Meet me at this location in one hour.”
He sent the coordinates and I forwarded them to the Titans, explaining that we need to help get y/n back.
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We all met at the location that was sent out. The Titans didn’t seem like talking to me, but Raven asked what we were going to do to get her back. I didn’t tell the about Slade yet so they were all shocked when cut my answer off as appeared from the shadows.
“We need to infiltrate m/n’s base.” He continued to explain the plan to us as we were scouting out the base from our hiding spot across the road from the base.
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Our plan of sneaking in and quietly taking y/n without minimal fighting guards had failed so far. Beast Boy and Cyborg high-fived too loud when we got to the room that y/n tied up on a chair in.
The high-five alerted all of the guards and they were closing in around us. We all started fighting, I quickly knocked out someone as a different person caught my attention.
Red X came running toward me and tackled me to the ground. I punched his nose and kicked him off of me. We both immediately got back up and continued fighting. Luckily for us his gadgets weren’t working because he is out of the power supply for them.
With one last uppercut he fell to the ground and my sight locks in on y/n. I rush over to her side to untie her but my hands went through her and her body started glitching. It’s a hologram.
y/n’s POV~
I readied my bow and aimed at Robin I then signaled to RedX that I was locked on Robin and ready to take the shot. He jumped down to the rest of the Titans ready to attack but a sword pierced his torso.
Since when was my dad willing to work with the Titans? I gasp and accidentally fired my bow, the arrow going through Robins shoulder. Shit! I quickly ran into another room and threw my bow on the ground in frustration.
A figure came through another door with their arms crossed, she shook her head and spoke, “I’m disappointed, you had the shot on him, on the boy who hurt you, why did you miss. If you were truly my daughter you wouldn’t have missed.”
“No, no. Please I’m still your daughter, let me make it up to you. Please. Don’t stop being my mother. I need you to be here, what can I do to make it up to you?” She looked at me with disgust.
“You can stop whining like a little bitch for starters. Look how desperate not having a mother made you, you’ll do anything just for me not to abandon you again.” She chuckled and threw a knife at my head.
I dodged the knife and caught it, I threw it to the other side of the room as she got into a fighting stance. l didn’t want to fight, I got into a defensive stance. She swung at my face but I blocked it, she then tried to kick my legs out from underneath me but I blocked that too.
“Mother, please. Stop!” She punched my eye then kicked my ankle. I let out a loud scream as she stabbed me in the stomach. She pulled out the knife and pushed me to the ground as the door got kicked down.
“Don’t you dare hurt my daughter.” My father was the first to enter the room and lunge at my mother. The Titans were in fighting positions ready to assist, besides Robin who instantly ran to me and kneeled at my side.
“Y/n, hey, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry my love.” He ripped off a bit of his cape and held it on my stab wound. He wrapped his other arm around my shoulders. “I am so sorry. I wish I could take back what I said. I’m sorry I love you so much.” He kissed my cheek and I smiled up at him.
I went to apologise for the things I said but he shushed me. “Save your energy.” I looked down and saw that I had lost a fair bit of blood, a puddle on the ground where I was laying and on Robin’s suit. His green glove had almost completely turned red, I let out a really faint chuckle.
“Hey, stay with me now.” My vision was darkening and he looked into my eyes. I smiled up at him as my vision fully clouded into black.
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I woke up later in my father’s safe-house. I was in the med room and he was checking my vitals next to me.
“Thankfully, you are my daughter, so you healed rather quickly. I’m glad you okay.” He gave me a hug. “The Titans are at the tower if you want to go now.”
“Are you sure? Wouldn’t you want me at a closer distance now?”
“I trust you’ll be safe with them. Mainly Robin.”
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I walk out of the elevator in the tower and immediately greeted by hugs and warm welcomes. I look at Robin and smile, a tear ran down my cheek and he wiped it with his thumb. He kissed me on the lips, disgusted sounds came from the other Titans as well all walked to the large sofa.
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I really, really hate Bart being Kid Flash.
From a character motivation standpoint, I do get it. He’s the grandson of the Flash, that alone is a big looming legacy. And then there’s Wally, who was already a respected teen speedster and now he is the Flash and Bart compares himself to him.
It doesn’t help that everybody in-universe looks at him and just sees an unreliable comic relief. (On which I could write a whole standalone rant because the amount of times Bart has saved everybody’s hides is too damn high for that level of disrespect, damn it.)
So, from his POV, it makes sense. He got shot by Joey-inside-Slade’s-body (...that sounds so much more wrong than it actually was and it was already very wrong) and spend one and a half years in total isolation entirely focused on learning and improving himself, becoming better. And, to him, Kid Flash - Wally’s legacy - is an improvement, is “better” than Impulse. Because Impulse is the class clown nobody takes seriously.
But gosh darn it I hate everything about that.
The fact that everyone’s perception of him influences him that much, that nobody can see him for the hero he actually is, that he has to prove himself over and over again. That he doesn’t seem to find enough value in being himself, so he changes. It’s not just the different name, it’s Wally’s old costume, heck, Wally’s damn hair cut - Bart’s wild floof of a mane is absolutely iconic and as Kid Flash, his hair is so much shorter and... tamer.
Look, I have a general issue with how mindnumbingly boring and unoriginal it is for the legacy characters to just wear hand-me-downs, both as costumes and as names, or worse yet to share names at the same time (giving current-time Tim the stink-eye here for going back to Robin for fuck knows what reason).
Kon and Cassie at least got creative with the costumes, if not with the name. Tim... let’s not talk about the Robins. But Bart! Precious Bart, with his own costume and his own name!! That was honestly the first thing that endeared me to him, before I even properly met him. Saw that floofy mane and individual character-design and especially for a speedster, now that’s a breath of fresh air (I still have to check wikis to see whether Barry or Wally is behind that Flash mask if I encounter a random Flash in a comic...).
I liked that. I liked that a lot. And I especially loved how well picked his name is. Sure, many in-universe look at it as him... not thinking. But it’s more that he follows his gut, reacts on impulse. And I think that’s okay, because he’s a speedster, of course is he quick on his feet and more bound to action.
I just... I really hope that Bart gets to appreciate himself for who he is? Because on its own, I did appreciate that plotline. It made a whole lotta sense that at one point, the way others treat and perceive him would affect him and the whole getting shot and getting a prosthetic under what must have been torturous pain is a very, very good reason to spiral in that manner.
It’s just the way I’m like five volumes farther now and he’s still Kid Flash and we haven’t really focused on his internal process, or had any of his friends... I don’t know... check in with him about all this, because it’s just super obvious what’s happening here and Cassie, Kon or Tim could really catch on too at some point?
(But then I suppose that Young Justice: Dark Crisis did nail one part. It’s the way Cassie, Kon and Tim are very caught up in themselves and their other friendships and treat Bart more as their sidekick as opposed to their equal teammate and friend, both in Young Justice Vol 1 and, so far, in Teen Titans Vol 3...)
#Impulse#Bart Allen#I dunno what this post is I just want my boy back#he deserves to be treated better#and he deserves someone to notice#Young Justice Vol 1#Teen Titans Vol 3#DC Comics#Phoe Reading DC
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For your ask game— 6 and/or 10! I’m so intrigued by both, because a) OUTSIDER POV WOO is exactly how I’d title an outsider pov wip and b) okay but Tony?? And Deadpool?? Please connect these dots for me
I maintain the only sensible way to name wips is in a way that makes you remember what you were thinking when you started it. More of a problem when you have at least 20 wips at any given time, though.
So. Outsider POV woo 5 is nearly finished, and is only waiting for me to finish woo 4 (aka 5. Voyeur Tim 2). WOO is windows of opportunity, which I started with part 3 back in November, as one does.
A snippet:
The way Slade touches Jason is different from anything or anyone else. Dick has seen Slade doing a lot of things over the years. Slade's hands are fast and efficient, brutal and precise. He knows what he's doing at all times and does exactly what is needed, no more, no less. Whether that's gutting an opponent or drinking coffee.
Slade touches Jason slowly, lingering, like he wants to savor every moment. Even if he's just handing him a cup of tea, his fingertips take an extra second to brush against Jason's skin.
Tony/Deadpool spawned in the winterhawk server. In of people wrapped up tight in the things that will kill them, Bucky talks Clint down from a panic attack by telling him a story about Tony and Deadpool. It's just a throwaway line, mentioned once, but someone latched onto that idea. I had completely forgotten about it by that point, but what can you do. Of course I have to write it, I’m easy like that.
It’s a collection of loose thoughts at the moment, but the central premise is somewhere along the lines of Tony making things go bang, Wade being really happy about it, and then they kiss. A solid plot, in other words.
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favourite books you read this year? least favourite?
this got so long lol
favourites:
the blood of gods by conn iggulden: this author is very hit or miss for me but thankfully this was a hit! conn iggulden is never better than when he's writing about a sickly little guy <3 he takes historical liberties but he explains where and why in his author's note so i don't really have a problem with it
the facemaker by lindsay fitzharris: lindsay's back and covering even more fascinating surgical history! this time the story of dr harold gillies' groundbreaking work in wwi
the escape artists by neal bascomb: world war i! prison break! really well written! what more could i want!
also augustus by anthony everitt, agent josephine by damien lewis, the race for timbuktu by frank t kryza, moscow nights by nigel cliff, tommy douglas by vincent lam
romantic outlaws by charlotte gordon! such an incredible book i couldn't put it down. mary wollstonecraft and mary shelley were both such fascinating women. every single man in their lives was a demon
rick mcintyre's alpha wolves of yellowstone series: ahh what an incredible series. dynastic drama romance betrayal tragedy family grrm WISHES he could write anything as good as this saga. every single book made me cryyy😭favourites were probably the first two but they're all great
bonfire the chestnut gentleman by susan raby-dunne: i thought this was a really charming book told from the pov of a horse in the first world war, the horse basically has the voice of a stuffy old english gentleman which was so cute
no man's land by wendy moore: such a good book about a military hospital from the first world war (shocker) run entirely by women
through a window and in the shadow of man by jane goodall: i's jane goodall's chimps it's my entire life of course i was going to love these
armadale by wilkie collins: WOOO my man wilkie off the SHITS this book is WILD you know you're in for a wild ride when 35 pages in there are five characters with the exact same name
the confidence men by margalit fox: absolutely bonkers true story of two first world war pows who escape a turkish prison camp by pretending to b psychics. insane
shadow of a doubt by diane negra: really liked this analysis of the movie! i didn't agree with all of her arguments but
crossing hitler by benjamin carter hett: great biography of hans litten makes a great companion piece to babylon berlin
last train to memphis by peter guralnick: this really was an excellent first half of a biography. elvis' life moved so quickly and he became a star so young that it's kind of no wonder he basically lost his mind later on and it's only amazing he held it together as long as he did
dust by arthur slade: this one was for a younger audience but i think it holds up for adults! horror set on the canadian plains during the great depression! what more could i want!
the troop by nick cutter: this was sooo disgusting gooey wet body horror <3 loved it
edit: something wicked this way comes by ray bradbury how could i have forgotten this one! what a great companion piece to carnivale!
as many liars by douglas smith: absolutely insane true story of how the pc party of manitoba installed puppet candidates in several ridings to split the ndp vote in the 1995 provincial election! literally insane that i had never heard of this before. remember you can never trust the conservative party!
carnivale and the american grotesque: wonderful collection of essays about the show, great companion piece, you can really tell the authors love the show
the time traveller's guide to regency britain by ian mortimer: ahh what a lovely informative book. it really felt like the author was taking your hand and leading you on a guided tour of regency britain
wounded by emily mayhew: actually the last book i read that i loved this year, i'm doing this out of order, but yes i loved this! each chapter focuses on a different person on the journey of the wounded in the first world war at least for the british, starting at the front and ending in the hospital
flowers for algernon by daniel keyes: saving this book for last because no book has affected me like this yet. book of the year for me
least favourites:
the sleepwalkers and children of wrath by paul grossman: i was just so disappointed in these because i found both of these really well written in the beginning but by the third act they just go completely off the rails :( novels set in the weimar republic be good challenge
the great stink by clare clark: idk where to put this one. i really didn't think this was a good book and i didn't like how it was written but then there was a twist literally on the very last page that gagged me completely so idk.
the man who walked backward by ben montgomery: ugh i had so many problems with this book and its subject don't get me started. actually do the title and intro make it seem like our subject is a sort of quirky but lovable idiosyncratic person who took a different approach to surviving the great depression and it made all the difference :) when the book makes clear he literally just decided to abandon his wife and kids-as the sole breadwinner of the family-in the middle of the great depression to go walk around backwards??? we read about his wife sending him letters on the road begging him to send money back to his family but he never did and his response was always to chide her for not thinking of his expenses and how hard he's working...but he was looking for advertising for his reverse walking stunt the entire time so clearly he was hoping for money from this. you couldn't have sent any back to your family? then it turns out he might have been smuggling drugs the entire time???
the devil's playground by craig russell: mr russell i loved your last book what is this. this wasn't scary, the characters were flat, iou could see the twist coming a mile away (compare that to the devil aspect when i had NO idea it was coming), and such a waste of a great setting (1920s hollywood silent horror film set!!!)
1794 by niklas natt och dag: listen i remember how gross and indulgent and misanthropic the first book was. but this book is so ridiculously over the top about it (like that female character who literally exists just to be tortured b the author). and at least the first book was about a compelling case and had Thee character in cecil winge. no one is comparing in this one. such a disappointing sequel
the wasteland b w. scott poole: ugh. this book has such an awesome premise (exploring how wwi influenced horror cinema!) but it's so bad. the author has the weirdest gaps in his research, each chapter is supposed to be about its own subject but they all blend together, and as much as he reiterates his thesis statement on literally every single page he never actually delves into what that statement means or is clear on what the thesis is! are you saying the first world war influenced horror films just in the decades immediately following it or all horror to come? but actually i'm not too mad at this book bc reading it was frustrating but it also just became a very productive exercise on what not to do. i absolutely could have done better
the house of whispers by laura purcell: another disappointing follow up to the silent companions from purcell. this wasn't scar, there was no dread, it was so slow, so many random aspects that never came together, unlikable characters. smh
shadows on the mountain by erin hunter: me when i read a book by the warrior cats lady and she does her weird warrior cats thing: :O no one @ me ik this is for kids i just wanted to read a novel about apes :( there's no need to add all this weird mythology literally the animal behaviour is mythology enough
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his angel in disguise ch 4
Come along see how y/n and Damian end up together In a bad place the doctor assassin y/n and killer assassin Vigilante Damian
"22 year old Damian stood all alone with the justice league tied up about the fight Slade Wilson as the battle gaged who is worried no one to back him up until she drops down she was there shadow he watched as spade jumped and she blocked as the entered a intense battle not knowing if they'd come out victorious"
See them grow and get through hard times watch him fall for her and her fall for him
character list
DISCLAIMER: I do not own dc or any other character In this unless started otherwise all dc character are from the Warner bros
⚠️WARNING⚠️ Blood cussing fighting some spicy seen no full on smut
May15th 9:30
The drive back to the cave was answered and quite i doubt that father even believes in his he’ll probably want a dna test and i still cant believe im leaving y/n all on her own for god knows how long mother wouldn't even tell me if there was any plans in place to aveng grandfather and if y/n will be put in harm's way without me there to protect her even tho she doesn't need my protection i still feel as tho i should be there to protector and i don't know when i will get to speak to mother or y/n i snap out of thought as We pulled into the batcave an old man who I presumed was pennyworth
No ones pov
“Welcome back, sir I presume this is the young man of whom you spoke'?” alfred said with what sounded like amusement
“Hello, Pennyworth. I've heard of you.”damian says finely speaking seans him and his father’s small convo
“At your service, Master Damian.” damian looked around confused
“Where are the rest of the servants?”
“I am the sum total.” alfred spoke
“You have only one servant'?” that was not what damian was used to he was used to big groups of servants
“He's not a servant. He's a friend.” now that shocked damian even more he was so confused so he changed to topic
“So this is the fabled Batcave.Grandfather told us all about it.Smaller than I imagined.Very efficient, though.”
“us?” bruce was confused
“i mean me sorry” daiman didn't even realize he said us instead of me alfred sighed
“He is the spitting image of you at that age. It's a bit chilling.”
“Tell me about it.” bruce said
“Look, you're gonna have to get him settled please I'm not sure how long he'll be here, but for the time being, this will be his home.”
“Of course master bruce” alfred then turned to damian
“Would you like to see where you are sleeping?”
As they reach the room, Alfred opens the door.
“I hope this isn't too cramped for you. That door heads to your bath.The other, to a game room.And you also have this far your amusement. Naturally, you have the run of the mansion.” alfred explained as damian wondered the room
“Of course. I know that. Prepare some tea, Pennyworth. Brown sugar instead of white with fresh-cut lemon” damian didn't mean to sound rude but he was still annoyed from having to say good bye to y/n he didnt mean to have a attitude
“Perhaps master would like some warm mixed nuts...and a moist hand towel.” now that just pushed damian over
“Watch yourself, Pennyworth. I'm not so young that I don't understand sarcasm.” alfred rolled his eyes and as he walked out he said
“While I am much too old to care”
Damian settled in to his room as he got changed and began to hang his weapon and put his clothes away he stopped when he got to his drawing journals and art supplies they had sceneries of all there missions but two of the five journals were just drawings of y/n from over the years he stopped and began to look through them remembering eche one he did then he tucked them in to the bedside top draw there was a knock on the door then alfred walked in with damians tea he placed it on the table as damian watched then walked out damian pulled out the book he brought sat on the chair next to the small side table and drank his tea well he reads
With y/n…
May 15th 8:15 pm
Talia went to check on y/n as the sailed away from the doc after dropping damian with his father
Talia pov
I walk in to the back room to cheek on y/n i didn't know how she would hold up i mean her and damian have been attached at the hip seance they were little i knock on the door
“Come in”
No ones pov
Talia walked i n to the room “hey how are you doing” she said as she sat down next to her on the bed
“im ok so what's next from here”
“you know i was putting some thought and i think we should start with rebuilding the league but i think that we should bring back the elite guard”
“you mean your all female guard”
“yes”
“ok will you reach out to your sister”
“ i don't know yet but i know would like you to run it” y/n was shocked Talia al Ghul's Elite Guard
“you want me to run the One sect of the League was led by you made for you the one that consisted of only women. They most quick, skilled, and quiet when it came to gaining information and battling enemies. Although they honored Ra's al Ghul, the assassins took their orders from you. They were legendary you want ME to help you run it”
“yes thats what i said its the forest part i want to rebuild the the rest of the league then we can finely plan the downfall of your father”
“ok im in im her for whatever you need or where ever you me ok”
“good now get some rest i will let you know when we get to the Island”
“Ok”
Tallia had chosen to head to infinity Island to regroup seance Nanda Parbat was no longer deemed safe it was the second home of the al ghuls were most of the female assassins were stationed there they will pick the new members of the elite guard and maybe bring some old members tho talia was still contemplating calling her younger sister but she did send someone to tell her of her fathers death they might just be half sisters she still did hold her dear in her hart and she was still involved in the training of damian and y/n
#damian wayne#damian wayne al ghul#damian al ghul x reader#damian wayne x reader#damian al ghul#redrobin#redhood#nightwing#batman#robin
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Poison the Ivies:
Tag: @keffirinne @howl-fantasies @flaysthings
Maggie’s POV:
I stomped into the dinning hall, a place where Oswald frequently held meetings. Four angry sets of footsteps followed shortly after. I walked to the end of the room near the window and began pacing. This was bad, this was really bad. I had five of the scariest people in Gotham upset with me right now. How I was still breathing was a miracle.
“Maggie” a voice called.
I wasn’t sure which one.
“Maggie!” It called louder
I kept on with my pacing, biting at my nails.
“MAGNOLIA BLOSSOM!”
Now that voice caught my attention. Y/N, shit.
“Sit down!” She demanded.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I was an idiot, not suicidal.
They all stood, staring down at me. It was like they were debating who should speak first. But Y/N as usual took the reigns.
“What’s this Basil was telling me about you lying to us?” Y/N said.
Attempting to sound calm. But you didn’t need to be a genius to know she’s was just one wrong answer away from exploding.
“I can explain.”
“Really? Go ahead then kitten.”
I opened my mouth several times, attempting to think of a coherent answer. But it was heard to think when Victor Zsasz’s eyes were boring into your soul.
“Can you make him stop, he’s stressing me out.” I mumbled.
“He’s stressing you out?” Oswald laughed. “Magnolia, you have someone trying to kill you, Victor is the least of your worries.”
“This is Gotham, everyone’s always trying to kill everyone.” I tried to defuse the situation.
It seemed my humour was not appreciated at this time.
“Why does Ivy want you dead?” Y/N asked.
“What do you told them that but you couldn’t bother to explain the rest?” I glared at Basil.
Fucking snitch, can’t even do his job right.
“Oh no, he did, I want to hear it from you. Explain to me again how you got yourself in this situation.”
“Sorry I was trying to be an adult and handle my own mess. I didn’t want to drag anyone else into my bullshit. I was handling it.”
“Handling it.” Victor scoffed.
I shot him a glare. Not my best idea.
“We’ll that’s the problem isn’t it? You’re just a little girl! And now mommy and daddy have to clean up your mess.” Y/N scolded.
I hated when she talked down to me like I was just some kid. I’m not the naive little girl I was when I first moved here. Before I ever met Y/N and her insane husband. Before I ever got dragged into the underground. Before I ever got blood on my hands.
Though I suppose that wasn’t true. Grodd showed me the truth. He showed me the memories I’d long forgotten of my childhood. The memories I had before Oliver and Thea. Before Slade killed our mother in front of us. Before I ran away from home, making my way to this god forsaken city. And now my mind was clearer than ever.
I was never meant to be innocent, that ship sailed a long time again. And I was tired of pretending I was to keep up this facade. Sure I’m not some hardened criminal. But I’ve seen things, done things nobody should ever have to do. Molly Maddox was a part of me I could never change. She was a part of me that protected me from trauma, therefore making me weak. But that barrier was down now. I was Magnolia Blossom because I wanted to be, not out of survival anymore.
There was no going back to who I was before all this bullshit. That person simply did not exist anymore.
“No.” I simply said.
“I’m sorry, did you just tell me no?” She asked.
I stood up from my chair.
“I’m not gonna let you just waltz in there and take the kill. I’ve worked to damn hard, suffered too much. Ivy Pepper is mine, and I’m going to make her regret every knowing the name Magnolia Blossom. If you want to help, I’m not gonna stop you. But nobody lays a hand on Pepper. I’m done being a scared little girl. You can lecture me about it later.”
The four of them stood there stunned. Basil was holding back a smirk, the edge of his mouth twitching ever so slightly. Oswald was smiling like an idiot, all anger lost in his face.
“So you do have balls after all” Victor said.
“I trained you good.” Y/N smirked.
I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Standing up to them was possibly the scariest thing I’d ever done. And I’m glad it didn’t backfire on me.
“She’s going to go after Bruce, she needs him for her plan to cover gotham in plant life. Something about a solution that will decompose bodies faster, filling peoples insides with plants until they strangle out your organs and burst out of you.”
Oswald shook his head in disgust.
“She needs my blood to complete the process. Which means she’ll come to get me next. She also has a plan to keep the cops distracted, a love flower than can make the people who come in contact with it obsessed with her. They’ll do anything she wants without question. Vic, Basil, do you think you could stake out the police station to make sure she can’t enslave any of them.”
Basil nodded his head.
“You just want us to babysit your precious little detective.” Victor sneered.
I rolled my eyes.
“Or I don’t want all of Gotham’s police to have their guns trained on me. I know they’re shit shooters but I don’t seem to be very lucky these days.”
“Os, you’re the only person in town other than Selena that she kinda likes, think you could try to distract her?”
“I’m not sure how well that will go, but I’ll do it.”
I smiled. Y/N stood there with her hands crossed over her chest, looking smug as hell.
“What?”
“Aren’t you going to order me around like everyone else?” She raised a challenging brow.
“I’m not ordering anyone. Simply trying to communicate, something you were just yelling at me for not doing less than 20 minutes ago. We all know nobody call tell you what to do.”
“What’s your plan kid?”
“You’re the back up. If I fail, you get to kill when and say I told you so. Sound fair?”
She laughed, a short and crut laugh, throwing her head back.
“I think I like this new you kitten, feisty.”
“No, to wait around and get kidnapped so she doesn’t suspect anything.” I said, as if it was the most normal thing in the whole world.
My siblings would be so ashamed if they saw me now. Oliver might understand more than Thea. He’s had to kill people before, back on Lian Yu. But ever since he met Felicity he suddenly had a new moral compass, against killing his villains. Something about “hero code”, which is utter bullshit. Why lock someone up when you know they’re just gonna break out and kill more people? Just so you don’t have blood on your hands, and skeletons in your closet? Kind of selfish if you ask me.
When I woke up the next day, I was in a different room. Thomas Wayne’s study. I was tied to a chair, but my back felt warm. I turned my head to side to see Bruce passed out in the chair behind me. There was a thin trail of blood on his forehead, he must have put up a good fight. Poor kid. And where was Alfred? I wouldn’t put it past Ivy to try and kill the man, which I desperately hoped wasn’t the case. Bruce was like me, he couldn’t afford to loose anyone else. I’d already lost two sets of parents in my life, I couldn’t imagine losing Y/N or Victor. No matter how much they got on my nerves.
I nudged my shoulder, trying to wake him up. He came too after a few minuetes.
“Maggie?” He asked.
“Hey Brucie. Told you I’d come visit soon.” I joked.
He didn’t find it very funny.
“How’s your head?”
“Throbbing, but I’m fine. Ivy-“
“I know. I know.” I said, trying to keep the boy calm. “Don’t worry, I’ve got a plan. Just follow my lead and do what she asks, yeah? We don’t need that genius little brain of yours getting bashed in.”
“She told me he plan to use the Wayne toxin, to counter all the damage our company made to the earth. She wants me to pay for what my dad did to all the plants in Gotham.” He said.
“I’m not going to let her lay another hand on you, ok Bruce. Where Alfred?”
“I don’t know, he had some business to deal with. When I tracked his cell it said he was somewhere in the narrows.”
Of course he had a tracker on his butler. It was sort of adorable, how much he cared.
“The narrows?” I asked, more to myself than the kid.
What the hell could Alfred Pennyworth need on the Narrows? To break up the Peace, Ivy entered the room with a few goons to guard the exits.
“Morning sleepyheads.” She greeted.
I rolled my eyes. Always fashionably late with this one. She started monologuing to Bruce, telling him step by step what she was going to do. And how she was going to “save” Gotham. Just hearing her talk made me sick. She had killed Grodd again, after he betrayed her. Saying she no longer needed him for her bigger plan. She’d found a better way to control the population. Which was true, her love concoction was quite potent.
Bruce convinced her that he’d help her finish her serum if she untied us. Smart on the kids part, he was playing up the victim role nicely. She leaned down and gave him a kiss. Which made me extremely uncomfortable to witness. I swore I was about to pull right there. She untied him first, then me with a warning. Bruce and I worked in silence for nearly half an hour. I was able to send him secret messages through the the morse code he’d taught me. Reassuring him that everything was still going according to plan.
I knew if Selena Kyle was anything like me, and she was, she’d come looking for Bruce when he didn’t respond for a while. And his phone had been blowing up on the corner the last hour. I watched silently as she crept in through the window, grabbing on of the goons and taking them hostage. Ivy’s face went from bored to excited.
“Seems like the kitty joined our garden party! Good, now you’ll get to watch him die.”
We were almost finished with the serum, but there was no way in hell I’d let her use it on Bruce.”
I passed Bruce a letter opener and he had my back while I continued working.
“What’s this Maggie, not going to join their little heroine party?”
“It’s pointless Ivy, you’re just going to kill is anyway.”
I tried to act defeated, and it seemed to have fooled the villainess. Between Selena and Bruce they were able to knock out most of the goons, Ivy finally stepping up to play.
“Enough!” She grabbed Bruce by the throat, threatening to dig her nails into his jugular.
Selena froze, and I broke my concentration. It was expected sure; but I wasn’t really willing to call her bluff when Bruce’s life was on the line. I placed the finishing ingredient in the serum. My blood. I cut into my hand and let it fall into the concoction. A sizzling sound filling the air, as a sickly sweet smell filled the room.
“It’s done, Ivy. Put him down. This is between me and you.” I bargained.
She smiled, a Cheshire Cat like grin.
“And we have the perfect little test subject.”
“Let them go Ivy. They’re just kids.” I reasoned.
“But he’s still a Wayne, and she’s just a lowly thief of an ex best friend. Who’s gonna miss her?”
I saw her reach for the special flower pollen she had in her pocket. She was going to enslave them. I had to act quick or my plan would fall apart. And I couldn’t have their deaths on my conscious, worse, actually have to hear Y/N say “I told you so”
“Selena Run!” I yelled.
I threw a book at Ivy’s head, the object distracting her for a second as she let go of Bruce. Selena grabbed his hand and ran. Ivy hot on their tail as she caught her bearings. I was quick to extract some of the serum into a syringe and chase after them. Thankfully the idiot was wearing heals, so I could easily catch up. The kids made it to the bottom of the stairs and we’re headed to the door. I tackled Ivy, the two of us stumbling down the grand stair case. That would surly leave several bruises.
We fought for a minuet struggling on the ground. She used her vines to trap both the kids before they could leave.
“Just give up Maggie. You’re not going to beat me. Your little assassins aren’t here to protect you now.”
I watched as the kids struggled agains the vines. The thorns cutting into their skin lightly. I wasn’t gonna let her win. I couldn’t. I lunged forward, but she easily dodged. Ivy swiped at my face, her claw like nails cutting through my skin and slicing into my left eye. I cried out in pain falling to the ground and holding my face. My vision severely impaired now.
Ivy moved in closer, seemingly ready to admit the finally blow. I mean she had all she needed from me. No reason to keep me alive.
“Any last words?” She asked smugly.
I beaconed her closer. And when she was close enough I plunged the needle into her neck, injecting the liquid.
“Yeah, have fun being plant fertiliser bitch!” I said.
She stumbled back, ripping the needle out of her neck. Her eyes widened in shock. Her control of the vines loosening, as the kids fell to the floor. I quickly scrambled up, running over to them to check them both for any serious injuries.
“We’re fine.” Selena assured.
The door creaked open and I instinctively shoved them behind me. I saw Y/N standing there and relaxed a little.
“You we’re taking too long, I got worried.” She said.
We watched as Ivy stumbled forward, seemingly to try one last time to get what she wanted. Y/N raised he gun to shoot her in the head, but I held my hand up to stop her. She raised a brow at me.
“Wait.” I said.
“If you’re going soft on me now-“
She was cut off when we heard Ivy mutter. “Shit!”
She exploded in a display of viscera and plant matter. I used my hands to cover Bruce’s eyes, and he did the same to Selena. I cringed as the blood hit my face.
Y/N started laughing hysterically, louder than I’d ever heard her laugh before. She wiped down blood off her cheek.
“Holy shit kid, that was brutal.” She laughed. “Come on, to celebrate baby’s first mission, I’m taking the three of you to get ice cream.”
She said. As if we all hadn’t just witnessed something incredibly traumatic. She reached out her hand to help me off the floor. Selena pulled away from Bruce, and despite the blood all over them, I could still see their cheeks flush as they looked away from each other.
“You think maybe we could stop by the hospital first?” I said, pointing to my eye.
She rolled her eyes, breaking into a big smile. She threw her arm over my shoulder.
“I’m proud of you kitten. But you ever do something like this again, I’ll kill you myself”
We followed her out of the house, the police and Alfred being stationed outside. Bruce ran over to give the worried butler a hug. I gave him a weak smile as he mouthed a “thank you” seemingly for keeping the boy alive.
There was an ambulance waiting, and Jim was quick to rush over and get me to sit.
“Shit, Maggie, you looks awful”
“Gee thanks, exactly what a girl wants to hear from her crush.”
He shook his head. “I’m just glad you’re ok.” He said, pulling me in for a hug and kissing the top of my head. I’m pretty sure my heart was beating faster now than when I thought I was going to die. When the paramedics finished the stitches I hopped up.
Basil was leaning against the car, and Zsasz was passed out in the back seat.
“The hell happened to him?” I asked.
“Y/N happened.”
I chuckled. Basil pulled me into a hug and helped me into the car.
A few weeks later:
I was sitting in the ice burg lounge, nursing a drink at the bar, when I heard the click of heels. I turned to see Tabitha and Butch standing there. My face lit up, but I was nervous. Surely they were mad at me. I looked back down at my drink, downing it in one go. I was going to leave, let them have fun. It’s not like they didn’t deserve it.
“Oswald told us what happened.” Butch started.
I halted in my tracks, turning around.
“You really sent us away to protect us?” Tabitha asked, skeptical.
I didn’t blame her. Nobody in Gotham did anything without an ulterior motive.
“You’re my friends.” I said.
Friend was a term that was used loosely in these parts of town. I had to admit, it was really nice seeing them. I was going to leave it at that, but Butch opened his arms. I silent invitation. He was like a big teddy bear. It was funny watching people shake in fear before him, knowing what he was like behind closed doors. An overgrown puppy. I gratefully accepted the hug. Tabitha placed a hand on my shoulder.
“It’s nice to be home.” She said, smiling. “Sick scar by the way.”
She complemented. I was supposed to be wearing an eye patch but I hated how ridiculous it made me look. Butch pulled back to look at it, lightly tracing the claw marks with his fingers.
“You know, I know somewhere you can get a new eye.” He said.
Only in Gotham.
An: remember that episode where Victor was all lovey dovey for Ivy? Yeah that’s what’s happening in their POV right now. Y/N rushes over there to help get her husband back, because he’s not allowed to be obsessed with anyone other than her. She the scolds him and Basil when Vic comes to, and asks Basil why he let this happen. And Basil just shrugs “it was funny”
#Maggie#magnolia blossom#gotham imagine#Gotham oc#gotham villains#poison ivy#Ivy pepper#gorilla grodd#victor zsasz#y/n zsasz#basil zor el#villain era#jim gordon#jim gordon x reader
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That being said whenever I write I usually just pick and chose bits of various canons for any particular project and it usually makes the most sense thematically to just go with Slade being an unreliable narrator (because he's a nonce), Tara being an unreliable narrator (because she's traumatized and wants to ascribe more agency to her own actionso than was really there), and even Adeline being an unreliable narrator (because she's got one rose colored lens and one jaded one and it's giving her one hell of a headache.) That reminds me, I haven't written anything from Adeline's POV yet...
putting canon in a blender!!! i'm for it. that's often what official comics writers do anyway--they pick what they want for the story they're going to tell, and make up the rest.
we have talked before about how tara is an unreliable narrator; the things she says ("i hate you"; "i planned this"; "i'm happy" ETC) are not accurate to real life. she is just a teenager.......sob
adeline is a really really interesting character and i'd love to see more fic of her. i really like the whole "suburban wife & mother In The Middle Of A Horror Story" vibe. did she do her best? probably! did she fuck up her kids and also was mean to rose? YES! love her
#tara markov#adeline#i think she was a good mother to joey and also she hurt him. THIS IS WHAT RELATIONSHIPS ARE!!! esp parent-child ones
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Writing Pattern Tag Game
Rules: List the first line of your last 10 posted fics and see if there's a pattern! (I'm going to use the first few sentences/the first paragraph as "line" is up to interpretation IMO )
(Thanks for the tag @bittercape)
Hold on (to this lullaby)
The kitchen lights up with a decisive click of the switch. Alfred blinks.
2. Kindle and char
“I object!” Slade shouted as he kicked the doors open. For a moment, the massive wood tried to resist, magic flashing on its surface, but, creaking, it bent under the greater force. The double doors slammed open with all the dramatic flair one could hope for. Slade let his smirk grow into an obnoxious grin and strode in, Rose flanking him a few paces back. Deathstroke danced at the back of his mind, alert but not alarmed, enjoying the promise of lovely little payback waiting for them.
3. Smell a cookie baking (what are we making)
”Help me,” Slade hisses on the phone, and Jason – a horrible, terrible little brat that he is – laughs.
4. Call me maybe
”Heyyyyy,” a vaguely familiar voice says in Slade’s ear, stretching the vowel frankly unacceptably, completely undeterred by Slade’s customarily terse greeting that does not invite such shenanigans. Especially since he is in the middle of a job. Granted, in the boring part that consists wholly of waiting, but it is the principle of the thing.
5. Straddling the line (in discord and rhyme)
Jason whirls around to look behind him, guns raised. A thin rat sprinting across the alley nearly gets another hole in its coat. Jason pulls his hands back closer to his body, but the feeling coiling in the bottom of his belly doesn’t abate. His hands twitch, fingers longing to hook around the triggers and start shooting. Unfortunately, all he’d get would be shadows.
6. strangers looking from afar (getting closer)
The second wave of thugs dropped in, and Slade was getting impatient.
7. Shifting in the wind
Well, Slade contemplated philosophically, now that his thoughts were no longer an amorphous soup, this was one way to solve the problem of what to do with his free week between jobs. He had vaguely thought about going to a cabin in the middle of the woods far away from people, but. Well.
8. Let it bleed
In the cover of darkness, Slade waits.
Ambient sounds of the night, full of life here in the middle of nowhere, go on around him, fluttering by him, but nothing catches his interest. No yells, no alarms, no frantic movements. Nothing to interrupt the almost tranquil calm enveloping the castle.
9. Connectivity issues (you seem to be having)
Slade should really stop accepting jobs in Gotham, no matter how tempting the pay for an easy job. It never stayed easy.
“You gotta be shitting me!”
A case in point.
10. Eyes (wide) shut
Len sighs. This job is already one of the most boring he’s ever been on, and that’s saying something. He thinks he’d rather take some infighting and muscle flexing than this tense silence and standing around. Nothing of note is going to happen tonight. He doesn’t even know why he’s here.
Ah, patterns. I like to think I do intrigue with slam openings. :D One-line starts are very typical for me (you know, for emphasis), and I always (okay there might be an exception somewhere) start in media res, mostly for intrigue reasons. I also like to establish POV character fast, cause I like to write very close/limited third person, hence it's very important to know whose head one is in.
Anyway, if you notice / have noticed patterns in my openings (or writings in general), I'd be super interested to hear about them
Tagging: @notherdeadrobin @nonbinaryjaybird @aziraphalalala
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Augie's Spotify Wrapped Tour '23
Augie's Thoughts: Yeah. Sounds about right but what the hell does POV: Indie mean? What genre even is that?
Augie's Thoughts: Shoutout to my friends in the Netherlands. I wanna attend a hardstyle festival there someday!
Augie's Thoughts: This song is a literally just a hardstyle remix of a Rihanna song, but I love it. It makes me feel cool, powerful. Like, I got unlimited rizz and could totally ask any guy or gal in the club to dance with me. This is a lie of course. I have so much anxiety!!
Augie's Thoughts: My top 5 songs perfectly encapsulate my five moods:
Let's Fucking Go!
It's So Over...
We Are So Fucking Back!
It Is What It Is (But In A Good Way)
Fuck It. We Ball.
Also shoutout to my dad for introducing me to Slade this year. Thank you, dad!
Augie's Thoughts: Yeah. As a retail worker who hates what they play on the radio, I got an airpod in one ear all eight hours of the day. But top 5%? Wow.
Augie's Thoughts: Not surprised that they are once again my top artist this year. I've kept up to date with them on all their new releases throughout the year pretty diligently. They're my childhood band. What can I say?
Augie's Thoughts: The fact that most of my listening comes from the Summer months is honestly kind of funny. Could be because it's when my birthday is or that maybe Summer just feels more like the time to party.
Augie's Thoughts: This one made me feel excited because it is so spot on! Not to mention, shapeshifters are one of my most favorite kinds of creatures irl! They're so underrated and the fact that I'm a shapeshifter in a music sense makes me so happy!
Thanks for joining me on my Spotify Wrapped Tour! See you next year!
Love, Augie XO
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Oh bro I feel so stupid now I didn’t even notice the (mentioned) tag for slade 😂😭 it’s fine tho thinking of aus for my fav aus is my fav pastime
Ooooh I didn’t think the gala would actually ever be shown but!!! If it ends up becoming one of the alt povs (maybe Jason’s?? Or Bruce’s?? Or Alfred even??? OR CASS forgot abt her for a second) sometime down the line it would be fascinating to read! Def no pressure tho bc just imagining it is also good
I’m just so obsessed with this fic!! Whenever I get the notification that it’s been updated I just !!! Get so happy
Anyways!! I’m glad the boys are back together even if it’s short lived bc I Missed them being cute & cuddly and shit. But ugh yes feelings are hard for dick (and Wally to an extent) but that will only make it so much more satisfying once they actually Talk About Things Properly
Also totally random question u may have even already mentioned it at some point but since dick is so into animal crossing, who are his favorite & least favorite villagers? I personally hated Quillson with a passion for like no real reason and I’m so curious abt how Dick feels abt his villagers lmao. Personally I think your version of him would enjoy Teddy bc he’s goofy and orange (and perhaps that reminds him of a certain speedster 👀)
Don't feel stupid! You're not the only one who's missed (Mentioned) for Slade. A few people have commented about when he's going to make an appearance.
So I did end up writing the Gala from Cass' POV. I'm bugging my Beta about when it can be posted now.
I'm super excited about tomorrow's chapter.
Uh, you know, I haven't actually put much thought into which Villagers Dick had and what he feels about them. I'm kinda indifferent to my own villagers. (I'd actually prefer NO Villagers on my island), so I guess that Carried over into my writing of Dick. I wish Happy Holiday Planning was a thing back when this fic is set because I'd totally give him that, lol
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Slade’s daughter.
Teen Titans!Dick Grayson x Wilson!reader
Summary: It’s not that bad when the Teen Titans find out that Slade is y/n’s father, but when her mother enters y/n and Robin have a falling out.
Kind of angsty at the end.
PART 2 IS UP
h/n=hero name
v/n=villain name
“Hey Robin, the whole teams going out for lunch, you wanna come?” He didn’t even look up from his desk, probably somewhat deep in thought. “Just thought it would help to ease your mind for a bit…”
“No thanks, I’m fine. I just need to figure out who Slade is.” His obsession with Slade and figuring out who he was has gotten way out of hand. The team was making jokes about how it’s borderline stalker-type shit, which is even weirder. Though it was kind of accurate.
“Oh, okay then.” I was getting tired of it. He keeps blowing the team off, blowing me off, he barely even comes out of his room. He only leaves it when there’s a mission or he thinks he has another lead.
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Now currently being sent on a wild goose chase by one of Slade’s ‘henchmen’, well I knew it was just a robot, but nobody else did. Robin wouldn’t stop chasing it, only wanting answers. Robin tried to ask it questions but it only sparked and electricity hissed from its mask as it easily popped off. It revealed a small screen with Slade on it.
“Patience Robin. All your questions will receive answers, but you need patience.” He paused for a moment waiting to see if he had anything to say or object with. “Or…” Robin looked at the screen intensely to see if there was any other ways he could get the answers. There is one way I know, but I don’t like that way. “You could just ask my daughter, y/n.” Shit! The screen turned off and everyone looked at me.
“You’re his daughter?!” Robin yelled at me and reached out and grabbed the front of my shirt. He shook me slightly and pulled me slightly closer to him. “I trusted you!”
“Robin! Stop!” Starfire yelled at him. The other Titans were just watching in horror.
Robin POV~
“Robin! Stop!” Star yelled at me. I turned to look at the Titans, they looked slightly scared. But when I turned to look at y/n, she looked terrified. She was almost crying, she clenched her eyes shut and turned her head away from me.
“Y/n, I- I’m sorry I-” I let go of her shirt and she dropped to her knees.
y/n POV~
“Robin, I promise, I know nothing about his plans.” I was sad he didn’t trust me. We’re apart of the same team we’re supposed to trust each other, he also should’ve trusted me more because I’m his girlfriend. “And if I did know anything I would have told you by now.” He frowned and dropped to my side and signalled the other Titans to leave.
“I- I know. I should’ve known. I’m so sorry.” He wrapped his arms around me and I buried my head in his shoulder. I was now letting the tears fall.
“Dick.”
“Are you actually calling me a dick or are you saying my name?” He lifted his eyebrow as I pulled back. I started to giggle and slightly lose my composure.
“I’m sorry.” I tried to say through a fit of giggles, but it was barely hearable. He got up and reached his out for me. I grabbed it and he pulled me up. Just as we were about to leave the screen turned back on with random coordinates. Till I realised that they weren’t random, they were the coordinates for the tower.
We quickly left and went straight to the tower and told the others that Slade knew where the tower is. After some time brainstorming ideas of how he knew, we came to the conclusion that he would have implanted a tracker in me when I was little. We managed to locate the tracker in my arm but I didn’t want to cut it out myself so I walked to Robin’s room.
“Dick? Can you help me?” He nodded and we went into the bathroom. I sat on the sink and he took out a scalpel and tweezers and sterilised them. He held the scalpel and cut a small incision. “Ss- ahh-”
“Sorry babe.” He put it down then grabbed the tweezers. He offered his other hand for me to squeeze and went into my arm with the tweezers. I hissed in pain while he was slightly digging around for it, he finally got ahold of it and pulled it out as I squealed in pain. He put the items down and took me into his arms. “Hey, hey shhh. It’s alright I got you.” He quickly stitched up my arm and carried me into his room and put me in bed. “I’m going to dispose of the tracker, I’ll be back. Try to get some sleep baby.”
When he left the room I tried to fall asleep but the breeze from one of the windows was too cold. When I got up to close it I noticed an envelope. I picked it up and opened it and it was full of baby photos of me, but they were only ones with my mom and not my dad. On the back of one of the polaroids read: ‘I coming for you my darling. None of your pathetic friends are going to save you, and now you removed the tracker your father can’t either.’
“Shit!” I ran to find the other Titans before they could destroy it. I found them in time. “Don’t!” They looked back at me like I was crazy because I didn’t want them to destroy it.
“But y/n we have to, he knows too much already, and he could start following us.” Cyborg was the first to speak up but I shook my head at his words.
“He already knows where the tower is if he wanted to infiltrate it or destroy it he would have already.” Then I took out the polaroid with the message on it and showed them. “It was only for my protection from my mother. Ever since my parents got divorced and she lost me in custody she’s been trying to kidnap me. I thought she stopped and gave up, but she’s just been waiting for the right time.”
“So she’s been waiting for you to take out the tracker.” Raven said and I nodded. Robin picked up the tracker and we went back inside. Robin and I now sat in a silent bathroom as he once again sterilised the scalpel and tweezers. I took his silence as a bad sign like he was mad to put the tracker back in my arm.
“Look I’m sorry, if you don’t want to put it back in fear that he might actually do something to us or the tower, then we don’t have to put it back in.” I tried to get off the counter but he stopped me and pushed me further back on it.
“No, don’t be sorry it’s fine.” It wasn’t fine though. I could tell he was upset or mad about something, I could hear by the sharpness in his voice. I tried to look in his eyes to see if he was okay or not but he avoided my gaze.
“Well clearly it’s not what’s wrong. I don’t like it when you pretend everything’s fine then avoid talking about it.” A single tear slipped down my cheek but he didn’t wipe it like usual.
“I just feel like you don’t believe me. I could easily protect you from your mother but you still feel the need to get help from your father.” He finally looked into my eyes, but his held a lot of hurt.
“Look, you don’t know how dangerous she is, she could snap Cyborg with her pinkie, she’s too strong for you and the titans to take on.” He just mumbled something and broke the stitches with the scalpel.
“I don’t care. It just seems like your trying to make up excuses to lead Slade right to us.” He picked up the tracker with the tweezers and jammed it into my arm, I yelped at the pain and pushed him back.
“You know I would never betray the Teen Titans!” I wasn’t necessarily yelling, as I wasn’t that loud but my voice was still raised. I looked down at my arm and saw more blood coming out. Robin started to stitch it back up again not bothering to comfort me when I hiss in pain anymore.
“Do I know that y/n?! Can I even trust you at this point!?” He raised his voice louder than mine. I knew this would turn into a screaming match but I didn’t care right now.
“Well you should!” I knew exactly where this was going to go. Where and how far he was going to take it, I wasn’t ready but it slipped out now I have to deal with it.
“Why should I?! Hmm?! Why should I trust the girl with a background that proves her to be a pathological liar!?! A thief! A villains kid! A murderer even!!”
“Because that was the past!! I changed and you know it! You even helped me change so you of all people should know!! And because I was your girlfriend!!”
“Was!? Oh thank FUCK you said it!! Because I didn’t want to hear your ugly crying about it! Like GOD! I thought Beast Boy was supposed to turn into animals not you!”
“You know what!? FUCK YOU! I thought Dick was just your name, BUT NO! You are one! I gave you my everything! But all you did was through it all away! And to think I actually thought fucking loved you!!”
“Well guess what! Not only were you my girlfriend! You were a Titan! Get your things and get out of the tower! GET OUT!”
I went to get some things from my room, not much, only my phone, it’s charger, a spare change of clothes and some money. I was thinking about taking my hero uniform but I left it. I then walked into Dickhead’s room and stole all of the progress he made on finding my father.
Once I was in the outskirts of the city I burned all of the progress and the 2 flash-drives he saved information on. Only now were his words hitting me. They stung my heart to think about them, but the tears stung more. Before I burned some of the information I noticed that he finally figured out where my dad is and I wrote down the location.
I was now off to find my dad and the new me, no more h/n. V/n is here now.
#dc reader insert#teen titans!robin x reader#teen titans#teen titans robin#dick grayson#dick grayson x reader#robin x reader#teen titans!dick grayson#slade wilson x daughter!reader#dick grayson x wilson!reader#teen titans!robin x wilson!reader#dick grayson x slade’s daughter!reader#teen titans!robin x slade’s daughter!reader#teen titans x reader
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Anzan the Drider Head Canons; ko-fi request
My patrons got to read these a few days ago, courtesy of @1wren79′s ko-fi request!
Warning for driders, if you’re arachnophobic, this is your chance to keep scrolling!
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(featured art by @ilustrariane)
Before finding his way to Ladybug, he’d not had the luxury of a stable home since his adolescence. Once they come of age, unmated males are turned out of their communities, like baby birds being pushed from the nest. The reason is two-fold: no self-respecting elder wants their own mates sniffing out the potent scent of a younger male’s sex pheromones, aka the olfactory equivalent of a lighted billboard advertising FREE YOUNG COCK, HELP YOURSELF. Potent, demanding...Ladybug literally goes cross-eyed from the smell of him! 😂 As those sorts of public advertisements of virility were less than appreciated by the community at large, the youngins have to go. The other angle of it: as Anzan tells Ladybug, marriages are a tightly brokered business. Securing a good match for one’s son or daughter requires both money and influence in an extremely competitive and harsh culture. Families begin working to secure these all-important, highly-coveted matches as soon as drider babies are born. To have a son reach mating age without having a secured marriage contract is a sign of poor standing, of limited resources, a family’s shame; shame they are eager to be rid of.
Anzan works in tech, as a network security specialist. Ladybug is *shocked* when she learns he has a lucrative career. Even though his rent was always paid on time, she never really considered where his money was coming from. (Like...did she think he was just in her attic lifting weights for six months?) ((to be fair, he was probably lifting weights part of the time...I mean, look at him!)) She feels rather foolish once they’re together as a couple—she took in a boarder to keep from losing her house, while said boarder could easily buy her house several times over. Despite his comfortable circumstances, he is very used to living on the fringes and going without.
Drider courting culture is all about gifts and tokens (even though matches are secured early, traditional courting customs are observed.) Drider culture is largely matriarchal, with the females at the top of the family. Daughters are prized, as bride prices can lift a family from one social stratum to another, and males are expected to show their worth through gifts during courting. Having someone to spoil is a *revelation.* Anzan has a hard time breaking out of the mindset that his role is to provide for Ladybug in every way—do the shopping, protect their home, procure anything she might need so that she does not have to leave the safety of their home (because again: mates are prized and jealously guarded.) He defers to her in almost everything. She thinks it’s because he feels insecure in their relationship and with living in the town, and that’s part of it, although it’s a much smaller part than she assumes. Deferring to the household female is simply the mindset with which he was raised, and having someone to buy gifts for makes him giddy. (As giddy as Anzan gets, which is still 😐.)
Conversely, the coven in which Ladybug was raised places more importance on acts of service. If you got my newsletter this past weekend, you know all about love languages! Ladybug is a bit bewildered by the gifts at first, again, because she has different assumptions about why he’s buying her things, but as their relationship progresses, their love languages begin to meld. His gifts become less material and *very* specific to her—a bouquet of wildflowers she’s not familiar with (she decides she doesn’t want to contemplate where he found them, and definitely doesn’t want to contemplate him trespassing at Applethorpe Manor in the middle of the night to pilfer their garden,) or a typically hard-to-find potion ingredient, and he begins to pick up on her desire for “acts of service”—taking on some of the restoration and repair work around the house, constructing her outdoor sabbath shelter and assisting in her ceremonies. She buys him a giant sampler of fancy coffees for their first Yule together, and he is tickled pink to be on the receiving end of a gift, particularly one that he loves. (Tickled pink: 😐) His antics with the flowers are a Plot Point™ in an upcoming Monster Match revisit of Alder the ghillie dhu, which will be posting in the next week or so!)
He LOVES movies. Part of “living on the fringes” meant going without traditional entertainment, and now he can’t get enough. He’s always shocked by the twists and turns in thrillers, develops a passion for foreign vampire costume dramas, can’t get enough of human-nonhuman buddy comedies. He’s turned part of the cellar into a home theater, and Ladybug loves indulging him in snuggling at his side to watch True Crime Dramas and Lizardperson nature documentaries. Big giant drider boyfriend utterly spellbound by totally predictable romcoms? It's more likely than you think!
As you already know from the Wheel of the Year stories, he outwardly has a hard time showing his emotions, but it’s worth remembering that the series is from Ladybug’s POV. To him, humans are OVER THE TOP in their emotional displays, and he’s the normal one. His stoicism does tend to lead to communication breakdowns in their relationship, but it’s very much a two-way issue. In general, he’s getting better at letting Ladybug into his head, and under that stern countenance, there's a very wicked sense of humor hiding. He possesses a “the ends justify the means” streak a mile wide, and I think Ladybug would be horrified at the ease with which he was willing to commit petty crimes.
Driders are not readily accepted into mixed societies, as they’re thought of as being hyper aggressive, extremely calculating, and generally vicious...reputations that largely stem from the lengths families will go to in order to secure marriages for their offspring. As a result, those males who are turned out of their communities are set up for solitary lives as outsiders, with no expectations of ever being accepted anywhere. Cambric Creek is a very rare community for accepting driders within the city’s confines, and even then it’s only just. Anzan and Philomel are the only driders in Cambric Creek, and Anzan is the only one who lives in town. (Philomel lives on the outskirts of town, practically in the woods. As Lettie says in The Watchers: “she’s running from some man or her family.” Lettie’s not wrong.) The residents of Cambric Creek juuuuust barely tolerates their drider neighbors, and that’s with both driders keeping mostly to themselves. Anzan and Philomel are both rarely seen, they both work from home, and typically leave their homes only at night. Neither are nocturnal, but they’re not immune to the whispers and fear from their neighbors, and take pains to minimize contact with others.
I’ve tried to give Cambric Creek a glossy veneer: everyone talks about how inclusive and welcoming it is, the housing market is extrememly competitive, the schools are well-funded and well-regarded for inclusivity, everyone is crunchy granola impressed with themselves...but if you look beneath the surface, the residents have their fair share of prejudices and pre-conceived notions. Anzan and Ladybug appear in Parties, glimpsed by Tate during his very first visit to that made-up place Silva lives, Corduroy Falls (insert Silva’s eyeroll here), and his immediate reaction is CALL THE POLICE, THERE’S A DRIDER. They are *not* a common species to see out and about, so Anzan is very much a fish out of water in our story, and that impacts the way he lives, as his main concern is for Ladybug, how she’s perceived, and keeping her safe. Spirits save the fool who ever thinks to do her harm, for the assumption that driders are aggressive and violent is not completely unfounded.
The resident of Slade Manor only *thinks* she’s spying on the drider next door. From his vantage point in the attic, Anzan spies on her all day long 😂 He is stealthy and sneaky and snoopy, and knows more about the neighbors than any of them realize.
Thanks so much, @1wren79, this was a lot of fun!
If you have a burning desire to know how Bodi the Lizardman shops for pants or how Tate takes his tea, all ko-fi contributions earn a headcanon for the character of your choosing! (Length/complexity based on ko-fi amount, ko-fi in header)
#Exophilia#monster boyfriend#drider#drider boyfriend#monster x human#monster x f human#monster lover
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Playing With Fire - Mini Alternate POV
A/N: This takes place in that little bit near the end. I think this can also be read as a solitary drabble of Jason whump.
Warnings for One Stabbing, Non-Graphic Injuries, Mentioned Broken Bones and Blood
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Jason's anger hardened at the sight of Tim. He couldn't catch much of a glimpse-- not that he could see ridiculously well right now with a migraine-- but the fact that the younger wasn't moving was enough of a sign.
He had suited up and left the Batcave as soon as Red Robin called for help. As soon as he heard that Tim was fighting against Deathstroke the Terminator of all people. He had wanted to take his bike to Tim's location, but Alfred had insisted that it was better if the old man drove him with the Batmobile. He had tried to argue that the bike would be faster but ended up relenting when Alfred started to give the 'look' and his headache kicked up. Throughout the entire ride, fear had been plaguing his mind, filling his head with scenarios of death and horror. He rationally knew that Slade Wilson would probably not risk angering Batman and kill Tim-- and that even if the assassin did end up killing, it wouldn't be a horrifying mess-- but he also knew that Tim had a way of grating people's nerves and getting himself into horrendous situations.
There was also a whisper of guilt at the back of Jason's mind. After all, Tim was only in Crime Alley due to Jason's wishes. Jason had thought that it would be fine, that things would stay quiet long enough for him to recover from getting squished by Black Mask's latest scheme and jump back taking care of his own territory before anything bad happened. He hadn't accounted for mercenary assassins to be in his part of the city, much less Deathstroke.
Why did Slade have to be in Gotham today of all days? Why had Black Mask decided to try and blow up Red Hood? Why was Tim so stupid?!
By the time the Batmobile had arrived at the right building, Jason had jumped out of the moving vehicle, only vaguely registering Alfred telling him to be careful as he rushed inside. The place was a mess and frighteningly quiet as Jason had frantically tried to search for his brother. It didn't help that his headache and broken ribs had started to get worse with every step. It was only when he followed the trail of destruction to the stairwell had he heard sound echoing up the walls. A small moan of pain that solidified his panicked fear into protective rage. His quick dash down the steps had been greeted by Slade crouching over Tim and he had quickly unholstered a gun.
Tim hardly even twitched and his breaths were ragged and raspy as he spoke in a voice that could barely be heard. "Hood, don't. Leave... now."
Slade ignored Tim and straightened, still not stepping away from Red Robin. "And there you are. I-"
Jason snarled, his gun still trained on the assassin. "Step away from him, Wilson, or I will put a bullet through your skull. I'm not playing your games."
The mercenary merely crossed his arms. "I never 'play' and you are not winning a fight against me, Todd. Do not test me. Unless you want to join your brother."
Jason knew that he wouldn't win against Deathstroke. Not on a normal day, especially not when he was having trouble actually seeing straight and couldn't quite take a full breath. But he wasn't about to let Deathstroke harm his brother any further either. His idiot of a brother who had engaged a dangerous enhanced assassin with no back up.
"Don't do anything stupid, Hood," Babs had warned him earlier. And saving Tim, frankly, wasn't. Even if he had to fight Slade to do it.
"You lay a hand on him and you'll join the dead. Back. Off," Jason took another step down the stairs.
Slade didn't back off. Instead, he shoved a boot into Tim's chest. The resulting cry made Jason see red and green, the contained rage finally snapping loose. A snarl of fury ripped from his throat as he threw himself at the mercenary. The bullet he shot was evaded and he quickly holstered his gun and threw a punch instead, adding a kick when that too was sidestepped. He ducked from a hit and rolled back to avoid a kick. His vision spun slightly at the sudden shift of gravity but he quickly leapt back to his feet, forcing himself through it, doing his best to deliver blows and evading attacks.
But his injuries were a liability that Slade had seemed to eventually figured out and exploited with a sharp jab to his chest. He bit his lip as his healing bones were rattled, vision blurring, and fished out a blade, driving it into Slade's-
He screamed when his wrist was suddenly twisted and his own knife dug straight into his shoulder. He hissed breaths between clenched teeth, lungs struggling to expand, vision fuzzing as everything doubled in his eyes. His entire arm burned and he couldn't move it without sharp spikes shooting up the joint. He stumbled into a wall as Slade shoved him and he barely managed to power himself through the aggravated headache to keep himself standing. He snarled when his fuzzy sight caught Slade glancing at Tim. "Leave… Leave him... be."
He was about to lunge at the assassin again when Slade turned away and warned, "You're not winning this, Hood. I have a job to finish and I suggest you take your brother home before he dies." The sound of footsteps echoed as Slade disappeared up the stairs before a door clicked shut.
Left alone, Jason finally let himself crumble. His shoulder was throbbing where the blade was wedged right inside the joint, making his head spin, and he swallowed back the urge to lose his stomach. It hurt to breathe and to move but he forced himself to Tim's side. "Red Robin," he called, carefully maneuvering Tim to assess the younger's injuries better, wincing as it jostled the blade still in his shoulder. "C-C'mon Timmy."
The younger vigilante was unconscious. There was a batarang embedded in Tim's leg and his left arm was resting oddly. Some of the fingers on his right hand looked broken and there were bleeding wounds on his arm. His breathing was shallow and wheezing.
Jason swore under his breath, trying to keep his panic and pain under control, and tested the exit door. Fortunately, it was unlocked and led outside. As gently as he could, he gathered the younger vigilante into his arms, making sure that Tim's head rested on his left shoulder to avoid hitting the protruding knife hilt on his right. He leaned against the wall and dragged himself to his feet before forcing past his spinning vision and stepping outside into an empty alley, where Alfred was waiting with the Batmobile.
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Well I got super impatient and decided to post a day early. If you do click on and read CW: Child abuse. The tone isn’t like depressing the whole way through, I’m not interested in pointless grief, but it starts pretty heavy
For the preview have this bit I am glad I got an excuse to use finally (wrote it before this fanfic had to find a place to work it in I think it works really well here)
Father and all his people always found the most stifling, condescending, worst possible way to think about Damian. They wanted to protect him, but only half the time – only if they could imagine him as a sad, tiny child, helpless and afraid. They didn't know what to do with the other half – they didn't know what to do with him when he was fighting or behaving unacceptably or being always too too much. They couldn't decide whether they see him as a victim or a villain, and while neither would be ideal, he'd prefer the latter. A villain has power and agency, and he can't help but thinking of a victim as someone who's been stripped of both.
keep reading
Writing decisions (These will be LONG AS FUCK)
So there are two major moments from the 2009 B&R run I wanted in my fic at least that happen in the same plotline. I'm breaking it into two moments in different plotlines for the below reasons:
The first moment is when Damian both explicitly rejects Talia's offer to go back to being an assassin and chooses to stay being Robin
and then after the dumb slade part of that plot, there's the second moment, where he asks Talia to love him as he is, not as she wants him to be.
I feel the important things here are Damian explicitly rejecting being a supervillain and then Damian wishing he could be treated different by one of his parents (his primary caregiver up until he was 10 years old here in my verse, but in new earth canon she did not meet him until he was 9). Since Morrison, obviously Talia was the one Damian would both reject for supervillainry and ask for parental approval of, but I'm obviously having Ra's represent the more supervillainy side of things here.
This is also important why Damian knows that the letter was a lie before this plot could happen, because when he rejects Ra's he's doing it 100 percent with the knowledge that his dad didn't want him (from his POV) and he doesn't have another patriarchal figure of approval. He's just rejecting Ra's because Ra's is cruel to him and wrong, not because he has a better option waiting.
The other important moment in canon (Damian expressing dissatisfaction with how he is treated by Talia) will obviously have to change significantly in my fic but I do want him to have some type of interaction with her where he explains how he wants ot be treated
For canon basis of Damian and Ra's' interactions:
We have pretty scant Damian and Ra's interactions in canon mostly what I can think of are sort of Resurrection of Ra's Al Ghul, the flashbacks in Teen Titans Rebirth (first six issues), and the weird Shadow/Batman comic.
The consistent theme seems to be that Damian exists for Ra's, not as a person. In RRAG Ra's refers to Damian as “it” and is surprised/offended that he does not immediately acquiesce to being a backup body, in Teen Titan's flashbacks Damian's oath is “I am yours” - that he belongs to his grandfather – and ra's calls him the greatest weapon in his arsenal or smthing, and in shadow/batman ra's continuously tries to impress upon damian that damian only exists because ra's allows him to/ at ra's' mercy.
(Yes the “ You're recalcitrant. Emotional.” dialogue is straight from Batman Bad Blood Talia, but when Talia is being villain balled she often comes across as woman-scorned version of Ra's so I don't feel bad stealing it and giving him that dialogue)
Anyway so needless to say its toxic as hell.
Ra's is also portrayed as generally using his family for his own means/ being very controlling/possessive – like in Batman Chronicles #8 he thinks (in his internal monologue) that he will never allow Talia to be free and that he needs her especially to continue his lineage and not be alone. He also kidnaps her when she leaves him in the early 2ks plot after tower of babel.
Miscellaneous decisions not based on those interactions:
the guard was based off of the dude who Ravi called the hand of ra's in robin: son of batman. I assumed they might have slightly different dynamics with Tali and Damian than the other leaguers because they call Talia by her first name, which seemed to not be what the other leaguers did. I'll be real they don't flesh out the league members who don't have names a ton, I had to do a lot of guessing.
I feel like even though Damian's upbringing in the League of Shadows was abusive as hell, he'd still miss where he grew up, especially the parts that were just like... day to day stuff and not fighting (Granted he still did obviously miss some of the way they did fighting interactions too).
I actually googled some geography to try to describe the place the Cradle was in because in the comics I don't think they gave us a location (besides that the last city they were at was Baghdad) and then the scenery did not give us much detail. I wanted to be able to describe the scenery a bit and not just say “um, it looked like a desert” (it looked... vaguely deserty in the comics?) especially since it would be significant to Damian. And I didn't want to just go with whatever preconceived notions I had.
I had Ra's make the fetus that may eventually become heretic here because I feel like if we're going with the RRAG backup body theme that might be a reasonable justification for Ra's cloning him (it was so unclear what Talia's motives for making Heretic were in the comic)
anyway SUPER Long but i'm really proud of this scene and Damian's confrontation with Ra's so I hope you all enjoyed it
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