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bia-wayne-west · 3 months

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Milk with cookies and bedtime stories [Batmom x Damian Wayne]

Synopsis: It was just a few months ago that Damian was included in the Wayne family. He still didn’t like you, but you tried so hard to make him appreciate you. During a patrol, Damian got hurt and after Alfred took care of the little boy’s wounds, you surprised him with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk.

Characters: Damian Wayne and Reader [YOU]

A/N: I wrote this quickly. Hope you like. In this imagine, Batmom has been married to Bruce since he adopted Dick.

I want to apologize if there are any writing errors. I'm a Brazilian girl and I don't speak fluent English, so I may make some writing mistakes. Feel free to correct me.

I hope you read, like and feel how cute Damian is.

Requests are open

MASTERLIST

You were sitting on the kitchen stool, reading a fashion magazine while you waited for your husband to return from patrol.

Bruce forbade you to stay in the Batcave, as he was afraid that someone would break in and find you, alone and unprotected.

As soon as you felt the ground shake, it meant that the Batcave had opened and that Batman had arrived with his Robin, Red Robin, Red Hood and Nightwing.

You ran to the clock that gave access to the secret entrance to Batcave. The elevator quickly took you to where your children and husband were.

“Hey, my love. You got back before 5am!” You said, running up to Bruce Wayne. He still wore black clothes and was without a mask. Your husband didn’t respond. He was serious and had a worried expression on his face.

“A man dropped Damian from a three-story building .” Bruce said looking at the boy who was sitting next to Alfred.

You finally noticed Damian, whose face was bruised and his leg was bandaged. You walked over to the boy and knelt in front of him.

“I’m fine, Y/N. I fell on top of a car and didn’t break any bones.”

“Damian, darling, are you hurt?” You asked, looking into Bruce’s son’s green eyes.

You smiled, in a motherly way. Damian didn’t consider you a mother, unlike the other three boys who called you ‘mother’ and ‘mommy’ all the time. Your husband’s son only considered you as a stepmother, but that didn’t stop you from taking care of him as if he were your son.

“I’m going to run you a hot bubble bath. After Alfred takes care of you, I think you’ll want to relax in the warm water.”

“Thank you, Y/N, but I’m not your baby.” He said rolling his eyes and turning his face to look at Alfred.

“Damian!” Bruce warned his son. But you smiled at your husband, showing that everything was okay. You left the Batcave, heading back to the mansion to prepare Dami’s bath.

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Damian was already in his room. You were heading to the boy's room, with a tray in your hand.

The clock said 2:32 am, but you were sure the boy hadn't slept yet. The Waynes used to sleep only when the sun came up.

Yout left hand knocked lightly on the wooden door with the boy's initials engraved on it. Ypur ears picked up a “you can come in”, authorizing you to enter Damian’s room.

“I came to see if you were okay, Dami.” You said, entering and closing the door behind your body. Your arms came off the tray on the bed, seeing that the boy was sitting on the mattress. “I brought milk and cookies, this will definitely make you feel better.”

“Why do you do these things, Y/N?” He asked, with a questioning look.

“I didn't understand. Don't you like what I do for you?”

“At first I thought you had a plan to win me over and then you would hate me for being Bruce's biological son.” He said, seeing you take a cookie and offer it to him.

“I would never do that. I love you, Dami, even if you don't like me. These things I do for you are normal motherly actions.”

“My mother didn’t do any of that. She only got cookies when she did something good.” He said, his eyes shining like he was going to cry.

“Oh baby. I know you don't consider me your mother and I don't want to force you into anything, but I want you to know that these things I do are because I love you.” You explained, smiling widely at him and drinking some milk. “Do you know what my mother did for me when I was hurt?”

“No.” He said, while devouring several cookies. “She also gave you cookies and milk?”

“Yes, and she also told me a bedtime story.” You argued, running your hand through the boy's hair. “I'll tell you a story.”

“I’m not four years old, Y/N” He murmured.

“Damian, you’re not old enough to hear a good story before bed.”

“OK. Just don't tell stories about princesses or ponies.”

“Clear. I'm going to tell the story of a boy called Dami. He was so brave and beautiful, he was a strong and fearless boy.” His lips formed a smile as he said the words. Damian's eyes were bright and sweet. “One day, he went to the forest to play with the birds and found a portal to a magical world.”

“Like Narnia?: He asked, completely interested in your story.

“Yes, but without the closet. The magical portal led to a kingdom full of witches, fairies, vampires and any magical creature you can imagine.”

“Even elves?” He questioned you again. Now Damian was lying in bed and you covered him with the blanket.

“Of course, elves can't be missed.” You said. Your heart filled with love and you almost cried when you saw the image of the boy who hated you six months ago totally interested in a bedtime story. “In that kingdom there was a crystal that served as oxygen for all beings there, but a terrible villain broke this crystal and stole its essence, leaving the world without magic.” Damian still had complete fun with your narration. “Then, the queen called Martha went and asked the brave Dami to hunt down the villain and recover the essence of the crystal.”

“And he did this?”

“Yes! Dami took a sword and shield and went out to the magical kingdom in search of the villain. He went to an ancient village in the kingdom called Gothym and met three knights named Grayson, Todd and Drake. They sent Dami to the mountains where he would find the villain.”

“And he found it?”

“He found it, but it was difficult. The villain was hiding in a ruined castle north of Gothym. Dami fought bravely with the villain and defeated him. Dami recovered the essentials of the crystal and in exchange, Queen Martha gave him a personal portal to return to the kingdom as often as he wanted. Dami was a brave hero and defeated the evil villain.” You told the story while running your hand affectionately through the boy's hair. “Did you like the story?”

“Yes, it was the best story anyone told me.”

“I'm glad you liked it, my love. If you want, I can tell you a story every night.”

“Todd would make fun of me if he knew.” He said, looking at you so intently that you knew he was embarrassed for having liked the story.

“I'm gonna tell you a secret. I told Dick, Jason and Tim stories for three years, but they didn't want to.”

“Did you tell Todd bedtime stories?” He asked loudly, as if it were some blasphemy.

“Of course, and he loved them all.”

“So I want to hear stories before bed.”

“I'll love telling you, along with a glass of milk and cookies. Good evening, Dami.” You said getting up from the bed. Your lips found the boy's forehead.

“Good night, mom.” He said, making you look surprised at him. “I can call you mom? Since Dick, Jason, and Tim call you Mom, I thought you might as well.”

“Of course, my dear. You can call me mother and I will call you my son.” Your arms wrapped around the body of the boy, your son. Love seemed to explode in your heart. “Good evening, my dear son.”

“Good nigh, mom.”

You gave Damian one last kiss on his forehead, before picking up the tray and taking it to the kitchen. After washing the dishes, you went to the master suite, the room shared between you and Bruce.

Your husband was lying on the king size bed, waiting for you. After showering and putting on your pajama, you laid down on the bed.

“Damian called me mom.” You said to Bruce, earning a smile from him.

“With bedtime stories, milk and cookies.”

“How did this happen?” He asked, setting aside the iPad he was using to hug you.

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lixzey · 6 months

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the name of the game

Sirius Orion Black has, for the first time in history, lost.

Sirius was known to be a bit of a daredevil, always betting with his friends for things he knew he could do no matter what. However, he had just suffered his first ever loss in a bet. He agreed to a bet against James, that he could get five detentions within a week. He was sure it would be easy, and that he would win. But when the end of the week came, he had only gotten four detentions. James had won the bet, and Sirius couldn't believe it.

Now, because of the terms of the bet, he had to do whatever James wanted him to do.

One would think that since they were best friends, it would be easy and all that, but it wasn't.

Yes, Sirius Black and James Potter were the best of mates, but that doesn't mean they'd go easy on one another. Others would think it's pathetic, but Sirius and James enjoy making their lives a little bit harder. But above all, they have been through all the good and bad together—well, mostly the bad.

Sirius knew James like the back of his hand. It was James' first time winning a bet; naturally, he'd take his time picking a dare for Sirius. The possibilities were endless, and knowing his friend, it was bound to be either humiliating or disgusting—like how Sirius always dared James.

“I know what to do with you.” James smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

Sirius rolled his eyes. “Let's get this done and over with.”

“For the love of Merlin, don't make Sirius show his arse in the Great Hall, James.” Peter groaned from beside Sirius, leaning over the wall behind him.

"Oh, I won't, Pete.” James grinned, turning to face Sirius. “I dare you to go on a date with someone.”

Sirius cocked an eyebrow at him, a smug smile gracing his lips. James wanted him to date someone. It was too easy! Here he was thinking that James would dare him to punch Snape or any other Slytherin, for that matter. Sirius has no problem getting a girl. It was too bloody easy. All he had to do was smile, and a girl would be on her knees, begging for him.

As if reading Sirius' mind, James smirked. “Oh, I'm not done yet, Pads.”

Sirius rolled his eyes. “Go on then, Prongsie.”

“I dare you to go on a date with someone,” James repeated. “And you have to ask her to be your girlfriend.”

Sirius nearly choked on his own saliva. James wanted him to go on a date with someone and ask her to be his girlfriend. What kind of sick joke was that? Sirius has never asked anyone to be his girlfriend in all of his eighteen years of existence. He'd hook up with girls and forget about it the next morning. Sirius Black never commits, even if it's only for a dare.

“I'm not doing that, James.” Sirius crossed his arms over his chest.

“You have to!” James said indignantly. “I did everything you wanted each time I lost a bet!”

Sirius thought back to the last thing he had James do when he lost against him. Sirius had told James to ask Lily Evans out in the most exaggerated way possible. He made James sing and dance in front of everyone in the Great Hall. It was hilarious seeing James proclaim his love for Lily Evans wearing dress robes only to get hit in the head by a dictionary-sized book.

Remus sighed and shook his head. “It's a terrible idea, James.”

“Oh, please, Moony. I deserve this! Padfoot always wins, and this may be the first and last time I get to win and dare him to do shit.”

Remus raised a brow at James. “You want to drag an innocent girl into this just because Sirius always wins?”

“Don't be such a buzzkill, Moony.” James rolled his eyes, playfully shoving Remus to the side. “So what do you say, Padfoot? You game?”

“I'm in,” Sirius said without thinking. “It's not that hard; I mean, how bad could it be?”

James' grin widened. “Glad to hear it, my good friend.” James then started to elaborate on his dare.

1. Sirius has to court a girl of James' choosing.

2. Date her for a year, and when she's completely head over heels for him,

3. He has to break her heart and tell her it was all an act, all part of a dare.

“I bet you can't do this, Pads,” James teased, wrapping his arm around Sirius.

Sirius scoffed. “I can and I will do this. You're on, Potter.”

James and Sirius shook hands, marking the start of the dare. Remus sighed in annoyance, while Peter had no choice but to support Sirius. Unlike the past bets the Marauders made, this was a secret; no one else could know about it.

“So, which girl is Sirius going to date?” Peter asked. James' eyes scanned around the courtyard, choosing between the girls scattered around.

“Her.” James declared after a while, pointing to a girl clad in gryffindor robes who sat alone by the large fountain. She had long (y/h/c) hair that fell over her shoulders in soft waves and bright (y/e/c) eyes that were glued to the book in her hands.

Sirius stared at the girl, confused. “Who is she? I don't know her.”

James snorted. “She's in our year, you dolt.”

“You were far too busy flirting with every other girl here at Hogwarts to even notice her.” Peter shrugged.

“Honestly, Sirius. You've spent nearly seven years at this bloody castle.” James tutted mockingly.

Sirius continued to stare at the girl. How come he has never seen her before? She was in the same house as him, and yet he never noticed her.

Of course you don't know her, a voice in the back of Sirius' head whispered. You hardly notice anyone who's not worthy of your attention.

“Who is she, then?”

“That's Y/N L/N.” Remus said matter-of-factly. “I've sat with her once in Arithmancy.”

“She's perfect!” James exclaimed. “You two can get to know each other.” he teased, wiggling his eyebrows.

Sirius rolled his eyes before breaking into a mischievous grin. “Game on.”

“You'll start tomorrow, Pads.” James said, patting him on the back. “You have until graduation.”

Sirius smirked confidently. “This is going to be fun.” This was going to be a piece of cake. He won't need a whole year to make Y/N L/N fall in love with him.

“Give me a week, and Y/N L/N will be mine. Mark my words.’’

Remus rolled his eyes, sighing in defeat. This was a bad idea, and he knew it would backfire in the worst way possible. But Sirius was too stubborn to listen. This was only the start of another one of Sirius' stupidity, and knowing Sirius, there would be more to follow.

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justalittlehoneybee · 10 months

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The casting for the company in The Hobbit is phenomenal

Graham McTavish (Dwalin) hitting the gym as soon as he got the part

Jed Brophy (Nori) trying to steal as much stuff on set as he can and Mark Hadlow (Dori) telling him to put it back

Mark Hadlow (Dori) texting Adam Brown (Ori) “Are you okay?” and mothering him all the time

Aidan Turner (Kili) and Dean O’Gorman (Fili) being the trouble makers on set and teasing all the other dwarves

Stephen Hunter (Bombur) constantly snacking on set

James Nesbit (Bofur) and his Irish humor

Richard Armitage (Thorin) constantly feeling the pressure of his role and responsibilities

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incorrectcapsicle · 2 years

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[game night]

Tony: [grabs Y/N by the arm] alright, everyone partner up.

Tony, whispering: if we lose, you're out of my will.

Y/N: I was in your will??

Steve, who hears the conversation from the kitchen: what?

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ivorydragoness44 · 10 months

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Jason Todd x Reader: All Clear

Word Count: 385 Warnings/Notes/Summary: Established relationship. The Reader and Jason wake up to a loud noise, startling them. Jason searches for the cause of the disturbance, but it is the Reader who finds the unlikely and harmless source.

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Sleep did not always come easy. There were times when thoughts raced or the littlest of sounds were too much. Under the covers that night, you rested. Sleep was as calm as the person within arm’s reach. The quiet city noises outside hardly registered any more than white noise to your ears. BANG! Eyelids flashed open, wide awake to the pounding panic of your heart. Arms pulled you close and dragged you down off of the side of the bed. Quickly, yet gently, you were pushed and urged under the bed.

You rolled over to face him, and he brought his index finger up to his lips. Frowning, you watched as he got up, your eyes tracking his socked feet cautiously prowl around the open space of his apartment. Near the windows, with a brush of the curtains, he grumbled. Flicking on a light, there was a pause before he spoke. “All clear,” Jason announced. Crawling out from underneath the bed, you stood and readjusted your pajamas. You looked around the room briefly as Jason was inspecting his collection displayed on the wall. “You heard it too, right?” He asked as you stepped over to him. “Yeah,” you said, hugging onto his arm, “and it was loud.” Sighing, he kissed the top of your head. “It’s too quiet. I’m going to suit up and check around the perimeter—the…about a block out.” “Alright,” you yawned, pushing off of him; momentum almost nonexistent. “I’m already up, so I might as well use the bathroom.” “Sounds like a plan,” he chuckled.

Flipping on the bathroom light, your eyes landed on the tile of the shower wall. Something seemed off; missing. Stepping closer, you saw it. “Hey, Jay?” You called out, maintaining a curious tone as to not alarm him. “I found the culprit.” With a look of utter confusion, Jason walked in. Beckoning him with a quick tilt of your head, he made his way toward the tub. “Really?” He stared at the fallen shower caddy with soap and other hair-care bottles scattered in the tub. “That’s what made that noise?” “Yep.” He sighed. “I’ll deal with that in the morning.” “Sounds like a plan,” you smirked. “I’m going back to sleep.” You laughed lightly at his retreating form. “I’ll join you soon.” “I hope so.”

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Thank you for reading! If you’d like, check out my other Jason Todd/Red Hood fanfics on my masterlists.

#jason todd x reader #jason todd #wfa jason todd #jason todd fanfiction #dc comics fanfiction #insert reader #red hood x reader #red hood fanfiction #ivorydragoness44

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creaturesmechture · 2 years

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Their Reaction To You Getting Injured

just a reminder that requests are open!

characters included- Kili, Fili, Lindir, and Elrond

also I did not proofread this and will come back to edit later! :)

KILI- Falling off your horse

He gasps when he sees you about to tip sideways in your saddle, not in worry, no, he gasps to cover up the laugh that's quickly bubbling up in his chest from you flailing your arms about to grasp some kind of balance for the inevitable fall that's about to take place.

In his defense he did try to reach for you but given that he was about a good 15 feet from you and on his own mount, it did no good whatsoever, well that and the fact he tried grasping for you while you were already halfway down your descent and about a foot away from the ground.

As soon as you hit the ground though, he's taking off towards you and checking you over while still trying to stifle his laugh. Eventually, when you come out of your stupor from falling sideways and he realizes you are not seriously injured, that's when the floodgates open and he can't stifle his laugh any longer, and while you may have hit your head while falling you didn't hit it hard enough to not notice that he's full on head back, can't breath laughing at your expense.

FILI- Tripping over a branch

Was it a good idea to walk backwards in a forest? no, it wasn't, did you do it anyway? absolutely. so when you ended up tripping and eating shit over a branch this didn't come as a surprise to Fili, no he saw this happening from a mile away, unfortunately, his eyes were too trained on your face and the way your eyes were lighting up to notice your impending doom and how close it had gotten.

The moment you tip back has him snapping out of this trance though, quickly reaching out for you. however, luck wasn't on either of your sides for this as he barely misses the drawstrings of your top. he stands in shock for a minute as you get the wind knocked out of you by the inconveniently placed root that had caused your literal downfall.

As soon as he recovers from his shock, he begins to fuss over you and assist you in getting up. When I say this man is truly concerned, you could convince anyone that he'd just been told you had a month to live. You'd probably need to calm him down before you could properly assess the situation.

LINDIR- Spraining your ankle

You didn't expect to spend your evening coddling your ankle and comforting a concerned and anxious elf, but here you were. You two were peacefully talking a walk throughout one of Rivendell's gardens when you misstepped trying to move onto the edging that followed a flower patch, causing you to twist your ankle in the process.

Lindir immediately freezes when he hears your yelp and notices you grasping at your ankle, quickly crouching down to determine the extent of the sprain. He only truly starts to panic when he sees small tears well up in your eyes, he becomes a whirling muddle of "are you okay?" and "please tell me it's not broken!" all the while You're still attempting to comprehend of what's happened.

Before you know it, you're seated in your shared room, your ankle draped over his lap. while he goes off on a mini tangent about watching where you step and being more cautious with your body. you can't bring yourself to mention that you scraped your hand on the way down, seeing as he's practically still bubbling over with concern for your poor ankle still.

ELROND- Cutting your hand

Being an independent person and having Elrond as a partner doesn't seem to pair well too much of the time, especially in this instance where you had decided that you needed an apple at that moment and couldn't wait for someone to peel it for you, with that decided you took matters into your own hands. causing the problem you were now faced with.

as Elrond walks back into his study he's met with a peculiar scene: you slouched over your hand letting out a few small curses here and there while trying to wrap something around it. seeing this caused a few questions to arise, most of which you were dodging as you didn't want him to see your hand and go on a slight rant of your knife handling once again.

Once he finally convinces you to let him see your hand and the damage you've done, he falls silent, and while you may think he's angry, he's not; he's just thinking about the lecture he's about to deliver you on knife safety and how it won't kill you to ask for help every now and again (you 100 % think it will).

I think some of them are lacking a bit so I will be coming back and adding more! but I hope you guys like this! :))

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spentfromspence · 1 year

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Derek: Y/N can’t be good at everything, maybe they’re a bad kisser.

Spencer: They’re not.

Derek: Dammit.

Derek: Wait what!?

Spencer: …

#incorrect quotes #criminal minds #spencer reid #cm #aaron hotchner #incorrect criminal minds #derek morgan #emily prentiss #penelope garcia #insert reader #jennifer jareau #x yn #x reader

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roselyn-writing · 9 months

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Hellooo its me again, actually wanted to request something kinda fluff, kinda smut (a bit of both if i could say)

Kuai Liang helping the reader to relax after a very stressfull week with college and family stuff, how would that go?

Thank you for your time bye byeee ❤

Sure thing! ❤️❤️💕✨💜

Author’s note: Sorry I couldn’t do smut so I chose the fluff one! I hope you like it and enjoy reading this ficlet ;)

You returned to your home after a vigorous week of college and family stuff.

You decided that you needed a break, and there was no better place to be than the Lin Kuei temple with Kuai Liang.

Kuai Liang watched in concern as you constantly tapped your fingers and bit them.

He is concerned about your health; after all, you are his partner, and he only wants to help you.

He quickly approached you, and with a smile, he asked you.

"Are you okay? You seem tired!" He asked with a bright smile.

"Not really, I’m just stressed out and..." You articulated, you couldn’t find the right word to end your sentence.

"I understand," He said, as he sat in front of you. "How’s your day?"

"There's nothing special about it," You replied dryly. Mentally and physically exhausted. It was a long-arse week.

Kuai nodded in understanding. In all honesty, He knew something was troubling you; it was clear as the sun.

An idea popped into his mind, and that is to talk it out with you, To talk about how you feel about him.

"I heard meditation helps to relax," He began.

As soon as he said that your attention was focused on him, you knew that he was talking about your stress indirectly. You smiled at him.

"Okay then! Let’s meditate!" You uttered.

Kuai smiled because his plan worked. He got up to fetch the meditation mat. He returned with two mats, one for him and one for you.

He gently put it on the ground, then gestured for you to come. You nodded and went to sit beside him.

"I hope this works," you said.

He didn’t reply, but he only gave you a reassuring smile. He hums deeply as he fixes himself into a meditation posture.

You did the same. You hummed deeply, like him. He is guiding you on how to meditate.

You don’t know what you are doing, but you follow his every guide. He told you to take a deep breath.

Surprisingly, you feel relaxed and happy, but you want more, and you crave something else.

But you are grateful; his meditating session helped you a lot. and you wanted to reward him for that.

After Kuai ended the session, he got up and put his mat in its place. You walked up to him and started to kiss him.

He was surprised at first, but he kissed you back.

You didn’t care if someone caught you or anything, You only care about satisfying yourself and Kuai.

You started to press on his lips more as you kissed him. He moaned in response to that.

Kuai is the best care provider in the world; he helps you, cooks for you, and makes tea for you!

Kuai sensed that you were touch-starved. So he decided to give you more physical touches and love.

He snaked his arms around your neck as he pressed his lips against yours; you could feel the boost of your "happy hormones". And serotonin hits your system.

You felt a rush of euphoria when he kissed you. His icy tongue added an extra sensation to it.

You wanted to kiss him forever and be with him forever. You wanted nothing more than to be with him; you wished that you could only leave everything behind and be with him. You couldn’t care about college or anything else. You only wanted to be with your lover, Kuai.

Kuai broke the kiss so that he could breathe, "Come on, darling~." He purred with a luscious grin, "Let’s release some of your stress~."

You knew what he wanted to do, and you wanted to do it too! Hell! How can you refuse to do something like this with him?

"Let’s do it," You muttered with a satisfied tone.

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vinnoa-articles · 8 months

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Meat Stealing

[Image by Eiichiro Oda] Habit Substitute Drabble Series! This will be 1 out of the 8 drabbles I will be writing, because, why not? Some characters like certain things on a daily. But what if you were there? Here are the links for the others. [Luffy] [Zoro] [Usopp] [Sanji] [Law] [Smoker] [Crocodile]

Rating: Anyone

Word count: 711

Type: Fluff

Characters: Luffy, reader, Strawhats Trigger warnings/content: None.

There he was, sinking his teeth into his sixty-eighth piece of meat. Sanji was sighing, half expecting this same routine, yet half exhausted to even keep cooking since dusk. Yet, the Straw Hats already knew this was Luffy’s normal quirk, which was why they stockpiled and even locked up the ingredients every night. Depriving the poor captain from snacking late at night, stuffing his face until the pantry was gone. Luckily, now, it was time to feast. Luffy reached around Zoro to grab the extra piece of meat that was orphaned on your plate.

“Hey! That’s mine!” You angrily snarl, stabbing the well done steak with your fork. “You already had so many!” Glaring at Luffy to meet his bloated, chipmunk stuffed face. His chewing was loud, but his swallow was louder. His arm snapped, hitting Zoro’s head to lean forward. “I haven’t even gotten a piece yet! Can’t you eat someone else or at least ask?”

“Oi! Luffy!” Zoro's angry tone is trying to interrupt the quarrel between the two of you. “Watch what you are doing!” Yet, the captain didn’t let go. In fact, Luffy yanked trying to make the fork release the poor meat prisoner under your grasp.

“Meat! It’s mine if you are not eating it!” Following suit, your fork still hooked on the meat, but following his arm as you fought over his strength. His jaw now clenching, his face slimmed down as his expression contorted.

“No, it's mine!” You growl, your mouth inching closer and closer to the meat, your teeth clamping around the steak, claiming your property. “See? Mine!” Luffy still was not having it, he thought maybe he could tear off the rest of the meat. The fight was stagnant, as the table was full of laughter, some onlookers just chuckling to see the outcome between this childish battle over meat. There was a tug, you resisted right back, the cycle of pulling from him to you kept you two in place, making the crew laugh. “Give it up!”

“Never!” Luffy finally roared, yanking as hard as he could, pulling you close as the piece of meat tore, your body lurching forward. Luffy smiled, winning the tug of war, cheering. “Victory! Meat!” His smile wide, trailing from cheek to cheek until-

“Luffy-!” Your voice cuts off, both your lips meet. Silence rippled through the table, a few gasps. Sanji’s cigarette fell, Nami’s face fell along with many other crew members. The taste of sauce, along with some vinaigrette met your lips. Savory, sweet, but it wasn’t the main issue. This was a kiss, at the table, in front of the Straw Hats. Pulling away, both in shock, almost confused and flustered, at least that is how you felt. “You- Luffy you-”

“Oh…man…the meat fell on the floor,” his eyes trailing to the meat that fell on the floor. “Well, five second rule!” His fingers grasped the steak, as he dangled it above his tongue, letting it drop into his jaws, swallowing it whole. “Woo, you tasted good-.” Your eyes widened, Luffy scratched his head as all eyes were on him with what he said. “What? I can’t waste food.”

“I- I taste good?” Luffy gasps, but then smiles, his hand running through his locks, laughing.

“Oh! I mean the meat tastes good! I will say you did taste good though!” Your face flushed red, confirming his words. He was a ditz at this moment, he didn’t realize how those words affected you. “Maybe we will have to share a meal again like this!” Only for Robin to speak up from the end of the table, her casual demeanor cloaking the room. Only for some of the guy's to cough, their mind thinking of the kiss that made them glance away from the accident that just unfolded. The table was awkward now, only you and Luffy were fixated at what transpired.

“Well, now we have someone who can stop Luffy from eating too much right?” Her chuckle, only causing a few people to laugh, but Sanji stops and nearly cries from protest. Just maybe, maybe you were his substitute for his cravings. Only for you to nearly wrestle Luffy, stretching his rubber face out to scold him from ever stealing your food ever again.

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Where Will We End Up? (Headcanons/Context)

In honor of the resurfacing of JATP S2 rumors, here's some context set in the WWWEU? Universe.

Warnings: mentions of absent fathers, relationships with parents, implied hostile home environment, use of Y/N, Alex is Catholic, implied homophobia, female reader (Let me know if I missed something!)

Luke Patterson

Born November 25, 1977 (13 at the start of the story)

The oldest of the group

Born and raised in Canada

Moved to LA when he was 12 for his 8th-grade year

Only child

Lives with both his parents

Has a good relationship with both but struggles to communicate with his mom more

His dad plays guitar and taught him how to play

Has ADHD

Has a slight accent

And a stutter

Started cutting the sleeves of his shirts because too much fabric bothered him

Was overstimulated on the first day of school

He bumped into Alex in the cafeteria causing both of their trays to fall down

It was his last straw and he exploded

“Hey! Watch where you’re going!”

Y/N put him in his place after he yelled at Alex

He looked for them a few days later to apologize

“I uh, brought cookies?”

He brings cookies every time he messes up

Doesn’t have physical boundaries with his friends

It took getting smacked on the forehead by Bobby many, many times for him to understand not to hug him unprompted

Emily loves hosting

The group used to sleep over at Luke’s a lot

The more serious Luke got about music, the more arguments he had with his mom

It got so bad he eventually ran away from home

He actually wasn’t allowed in Alex’s room alone anymore after they got caught kissing

Every time he went over to Alex's the air was tense

He stopped showing up the way he used to, instead opting to sneak in

He picked up a job as a waiter at a local diner

The group loves to go in just to terrorize him

Firmly believes that you choose your family and he chose his

Isn’t bad at school, he just can’t focus on it for the life of him

Gets detention a lot because he gets caught not paying attention

The reason they have a zero-tolerance after 3 tardies rule

He takes boxing lessons with Jose Camacho to release his pent-up energy

Forgets he knows how to fight

Reggie Peters

Born May 06, 1978 (12 at the start of the story)

Third oldest of the group

Born and raised in LA

Lives by the beach

Likes to sneak out and listen to the waves

Can surf

Lives with both his parents

But he doesn’t have a good relationship with either

He doesn’t hate them nor have they directed anything at him, he just wishes they’d listen and spend more time with him

Only child

But he babysits Diego Miller, the little boy next door who he decided was his little brother

He’s not as dense as he makes himself out to be

He just doesn’t like to think about things too much because it stirs his feelings

Really good at Math and Science

He likes that it's logical thinking, not emotional

Doesn’t like English because it requires him to tap into emotions and he really doesn’t want to

He doesn’t like History either because it leaves him bothered by the shitty and unfair past

Has selective mutism

It kicked in badly during one of his parents' fights

The longest he’s gone mute was 2 months

It kicks in every now and then but not for as long and not around everyone

He learned ASL because of it

Sometimes he uses it outside of an episode just because it’s easier

Everyone else tries to pick it up, levels of proficiency vary

He found “Wright’s Domain” a comic book shop one day after he had walked out of his house

He spends most of his Summers there

He sits in the same bean bag

The more time he spent there, the more he found himself doing random things

He’d reorganize comics, reposition figurines and when someone asked him where they could find a specific section he pointed them to it

The couple that owns the store started to notice him

They left snacks by his bean bag chair with a note thanking him for fixing up

He wrote back a thank you with a doodle of himself holding two thumbs up and an arrow pointing out his name was Reggie

The snacks waited for him every visit

His voice did come back, at the shop

He spoke to the owners, Donna and Michael, quite often, they love hearing about his day

He eventually got a job there

Ended up bringing everyone one day

He was a little nervous because the shop was his safe space but so was the group

The owners loved the group too

Donna and Michael live in THE house

Alex Mercer

Born August 23, 1978 (12 at the start of the story)

Second to last youngest

Lives with both his parents

The eldest

He has a younger sister named Sophia

Had a good relationship with both his parents up until he came out

Always watches out for his sister

He plays tea party and dresses up with her

His dad made a comment about it and Alex stopped doing it so frequently

Grew up Catholic

He never really thought much of it until he noticed he looked at boys a lot for being a boy himself

He’s not the biggest fan of it anymore

Was already an anxious kid but as he got older; his religious background, his dad's expectations, and being more aware of the world's problems made his anxiety skyrocket

He fidgets by tapping his fingers on a surface or hitting his thighs with his hands

His parents got him a drum set to help ease it

He met Y/N when they were 7

He defended her against a bully

He got detention

She walked home with him that day and they realized they lived 3 streets down from each other

Really wants to make his dad proud

His dad has a lot of traditional views of men which contradict with Alex 95% of the time

His first crush was on Ryan, a boy he went to church with, but he didn’t know it yet

His stomach dropped when he saw Ryan and another girl share a quick kiss at the park

Developed a crush on Luke

His first kiss and boyfriend was Luke

His dad opened the door to Alex’s room and caught them kissing

His dad stood there, closed the door and walked away

His dad didn’t speak to him at all through dinner

The next day, his dad told him he’d take him to church to repent

Alex said no and came out when he was 15

They got into an argument

His dad didn’t kick him out (to save his image) but told him that until he repented, he wasn’t his son

He was the first to meet Reggie

They’re in the same Math class and the teacher asked Reggie to tutor him

They met up after school twice a week

Alex wasn’t looking for a friend but Reggie being the social butterfly he is, didn’t care

The more times they saw each other, the more Alex got used to him and his antics

He actually understood Math the way Reggie would teach him

One day Luke didn’t want to go home because he had fought with his mom and Y/N was busy, Alex found Reggie to tell him he had to stick to Luke

Reggie told him Luke was welcome to join their session

Luke sat across from them and wrote in his journal but was still fidgety

Reggie cut the tutoring session short and invited them out for ice cream

Alex questioned his life choices as Luke and Reggie’s loud personalities mixed

He initiated his and Luke’s first kiss

And then immediately panicked before Luke laughed and pulled him back in

He was the one who broke up with Luke

There was an awkward air for like 2 minutes before they talked about everything and went back to being best friends

Bobby Shaw

Born March 16, 1978 (13 at the start of the story)

The second oldest of the group

Never knew his dad

Lives with his mom and grandma

Has a good relationship with both

Only child (not really but we'll get into that later)

Keeps to himself mostly

Skates

He paints, though he doesn’t like people looking at his art

Took an art class during his freshman year

He never did anything in class

He’d do it at home and sneak in the assignment the next day, nameless

His art teacher caught him one time and told him he’d leave the art room open for him to do his assignments so as long as he starts signing his name

He spends a lot of time in the art room

Close to the art teacher, Mr. Cervantez

He was the first positive male influence in his life

Befriends Y/N first, she takes an art class with him

He’s actually not sure how to handle social interactions

He’s pretty awkward

He helped Luke on their first week of high school

Luke was being picked on and they had taken the beanie off his head

He stopped Luke from launching himself at the other guys

“Come on guys, give it back.”

One of the guys looked at him questioningly

Bobby stood his ground

The guys tossed the beanie back at Luke and Bobby walked off as soon as they left

Luke approached him weeks later and he internally panicked the whole time

Has problems with authority

That guy that will touch something after you said not to

His grandma hates that he does that but he can’t help it

He’s respectful to both his mom and grandma, no one else really

Lacks a filter, has accidentally hurt people’s feelings because of it

Not a big physical touch guy

He has to be very comfortable with you to initiate touch

All talk

Like he can’t fight

He’s gotten by on physical appearance alone

The guys hide behind him all the time and when Y/N needs him, his tall looming presence behind her has people running for the hills

He’s punched one person and one person only

It was Alex’s dad

Y/N Y/L/N

Born September 01, 1978

The youngest of the group

Only child

Lives with her mom

Dad walked out when she was 7

Her mom started drinking, causing the mother-daughter bond to break

Spends the night at Alex’s a lot

The first time, her bed was set up in Sophia’s room

After everyone had gone to sleep she snuck into Alex’s room

The next day, his parents found her sleeping at the edge of his bed with his blanket draped over the edge also to cover Alex who slept on the floor

After it happened 3 more times, they stopped trying to separate the two

She has clothes in the bottom drawer of Alex’s dresser

Alex’s number 1 protector

They made friendship bracelets, purple yarn for her and blue for Alex

Luke and her = sibling energy

Likes to wear other people's clothes

Makes her feel like they’re with her and she’s not alone

Literally carrying their love with her

It started with one of the shirts her dad left behind

She likes Alex’s hoodies, Luke’s beanies and in the Summer she’ll snag one of his sleeveless tees, Reggie’s flannels and in the Winter his leather jacket, Bobby’s t-shirts and vests

The guys knock on her door when they can’t find the item they want to wear because they know she has it

She and Alex remade their friendship bracelets to include Luke (Orange)

She made them remake them later once Bobby (Green) and Reggie (Red) became part of their little group

All 5 of them wear it no matter what

She likes to draw

Was the first to befriend Bobby in art class

She admired him from afar (because look at him) and wondered what he did, given that he always slept in the class

One time while waiting for Alex and Luke to get out of detention, she walked around school and caught Bobby in the art room

His back was to her and he wore headphones as he painted

She loved his piece and wondered why he never did anything in class

Wrote him sticky notes encouraging him to show his work

Eventually, he wrote back saying he’d reveal his work if she revealed who she was

It was a deal and they started talking more afterwards

Luke was upset when he learned she was friends with Bobby

Mostly because he thought Bobby was a dick (a dick he tried to be friends with first but failed)

TEASER

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bubblegumanatomy · 5 months

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Lunchtime - Matsuda x Reader (gender neutral)

synopsis_ after matsuda has a rough day, you try your best to comfort him during a lunch together

word count_ 1,479

warning_ fluff, hurt/comfort, very cringey

note_ this is the first fanfic i've written so yeah, i know it's really, really bad. but i love matsuda soo :)

Quickly going through your notes, you make sure to double-check all the names. Despite it being tedious work, you were interested in the new turns this case was bringing. Just a few months ago you joined as a member of the task force, looking to find and put an end to Kira, and now you were investigating the renowned insurance company, Yotsuba Cooperation.

Standing up, you made your way towards L, carrying the sizable stack of papers in your hands.

“Ryuzaki, Here's a list of domestic employees in the Yotsuba Group.”

“Thank you very much”, L said as you handed it to him. He started looking through the papers, and you being unsure of what to do next, awkwardly stood there watching him. While doing so, you felt someone's gaze fixed on you. Looking up, you saw who it was. Matsuda.

You smiled at him, and he smiled back.

Despite trying to keep up your enthusiasm, you couldn’t lie, this was all really draining on you. It had only been a handful of people in the police force who joined the Kira investigation, and your decision to do so didn’t come without its consequences. In the past few days, ever since your parents found out about the ultimatum given by the police force, they've been calling you nonstop and pressuring you to leave the investigation behind, saying that it wasn't worth losing your job over. At times, you agreed with them. All this pressure and putting your life at risk... made you wonder if your contributions to the team even made it worth the cost.

But Matsuda... made things a bit better. He was the only person in the task force you felt like you could really talk to. Everyone else was too serious, understandably so, but it didn’t help put your mind at ease.

For the past few weeks, you and Matsuda have been eating lunch together, discussing just about anything. Talking about the investigation, your otherwise somewhat mundane lives, your futures, and other things you found interesting. Whether that be senseless conspiracy theories on Kira or about how you thought L was leading the case.

You found a lot of comfort in these lunchtimes together. It was much more than just a lunch with a friendly colleague. It was a bit of normalcy and positivity in your otherwise gloomy and stressful life. And it wasn't just the upbeat conversations that helped. Whenever the feeling of worthlessness started to grow on you, when you felt like you might be nothing more than dead weight to the task force, he would hurriedly try to convince you otherwise, with one of his hands covering his mouth, still stuffed with food, leading to more than one occasion of him choking.

Now, as you were smiling at him, you recognized what he was feeling. You'd seen that look in his eyes many times before. Just like you did from time to time, he was also feeling quite useless to the task force.

His smile quickly dropped as he put on a more serious face.

"Ryuzaki! Is there anything I can do, besides being Misa's manager?"

"You want to be useful?" L asked, not sparing Matsuda a glance.

"Yes!" Matsuda answered eagerly. He seemed ready to do just about anything to prove himself.

"Then could you get me another cup of coffee?"

You cringed at L's reply and felt upset about how Matsuda seemed so defeated by L's request. It wasn't just L who made comments like that. Unfortunately, Matsuda was a frequent recipient of criticism from most of the task force.

Even so, he walked away to fulfill L's request, looking back at you for a moment. You tried to give him a sympathetic smile, and again, he smiled back, just like he always did. But this time, the smile seemed forced.

time skip to lunch time

You waited anxiously at the place where you and Matsuda usually had lunch. He was never this late, in fact, you two would usually walk here together. But you haven't seen him since he went to fetch L's coffee, and it was beginning to worry you. Matsuda was relatively good at not letting all of the stress and criticism get to him. He was always quick to bounce back and have a smile on his face. It was one of the reasons you liked him so much, and in a 'more than friendly colleagues' kind of way. But today might have been his breaking point.

After a few more minutes, you finally saw him coming your way. His hair was slightly disheveled, lunch in one hand and papers in another. You quickly straightened your back and put on a smile to try and brighten the mood that you knew wouldn't be all that great. However, the second he sat down, your face dropped.

His eyes were slightly red, and even though he had a smile on his face, it was obvious that he had just cried.

He quickly looked at his watch, "I'm sorry I was so late y/n! I seem to have lost track of time." he said letting out a laugh.

You looked at him as he quickly opened his lunch and started to eat. His eyes looking everywhere but at yours. You figured he didn't want to talk about what was going on. But you wanted to try your best to help him, so you decided to, albeit hesitantly, ask "Hey... Matsuda, are you feeling okay?".

"Of course I'm okay!" He replied almost too quickly, giving you a smile but still not looking directly at your eyes.

You leave it at that and let the silence take over, not wanting to push any further and make him uncomfortable. You also couldn't find it in yourself to continue normal conversations like you always did. Talking about how Kira might be a police officer or even a politician, or complaining yet again about how exhausting the security measures were for getting into the taskforce headquarters.

10 minutes passed by without another word exchanged and it only got increasingly unbearable for you. Lunches with Matsuda are never like this.

"I'm pretty useless aren't I?" he asked suddenly, though in a light-hearted way. The hurt in his voice was more than obvious. He leaned his head back, staring at the ceiling in an attempt to not cry again.

"What? Why would you even say that? Of course not." you say, putting your chopsticks down and looking at him. "I know how you must feel. I feel that way too a lot, but trust me, you're not useless."

"You don't need to lie to me, I'm not that stupid." He silently remarked, eyes finally meeting yours."

Your heart sank as you looked at his eyes, you finally realized just how much everyone's comments affected him.

"Matsuda... please don't say that. Just think about it. There were well over a hundred police officers in the Kira investigation before, and out of the seven who decided to continue, even when things seemed dangerous, you were one of them. You may not be L or Light, but you're you, and your contributions may be different from theirs, but that doesn't make them worthless."

"Y/n, I..."

"Also, I know that no one applauded or even recognized you for it, but you're the one who helped Light figure out the connection between Kira and the Yotsuba Group, right? That's such a huge lead! How could you ever think you're useless?"

"That was just one small thing. And like you said, only seven people continued. Only seven and yet, I'm still the most incapable and useless. It's not just me who thinks that, everyone does, and I can't even blame them. Everybody else is so serious and I feel like a stupid kid trying to fit in or be of help to someone. "

"No Matsuda." you interrupted while getting up from your seat. "You may think the way you act is "childish" or "stupid", but to me, your ability to stay positive even in such grim circumstances makes everything more... bearable, and I might not be able to speak for everybody else, but I know for a fact that you're the reason I keep on coming here every day, the reason I try my best to work towards finding Kira. I look forward to lunch together, not just because of our fun conversations, but because you give me so much energy and motivation to work harder. I just..."

Knowing the last thing you wanted to say to him, you embraced him in a hug, hoping he could feel all your thoughts and emotions through it. After a few seconds, he returned the hug, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

"Matsuda... I love you"

There was a long pause before his hug tightened.

He replied, "I love you too y/n."

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bia-wayne-west · 3 months

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Damian is going to have a little sister [Damian Wayne x Pregnant! Batmom]

Summary: You take a pregnancy test and find out you are pregnant. You will have a little girl. Bruce, Alfred and their other three children are happy, except Demian. Your fourth baby is jealous of the new member of the family.

Personagens: Bruce Wayne [Batman], Damian Wayne [Robin], Dick Grayson [Nightwing], Jason Todd [Red hood], Tim Drake [Red Robin] and Reader [You]

Word count: 1,366

Warnings: jealousy, fear of abandonment and pregnancy.

A / N: Hi. I planned this fanfiction months ago, but I only had time to write today. I always imagined what it would be like if Batmom got pregnant. Demian would probably be jealous and wouldn't admit it. So, I decided to write about it.

I hope you like the imagine

Remember that I am a Brazilian girl. I am not fluent in English and I am still learning. I apologize if I have any errors. Feel free to correct me.

Go and read my other stories on my MASTERLIST.

REQUEST ARE OPEN. Do not be shy. Ask as many imagines as you want.

The test in your hands had two blue lines and your face had a huge smile. You had some suspicions, but you never imagined that after eight years of marriage, you would have a baby in your womb.

You thought you must be sterile because you had never been pregnant before, and even though the doctors said you were healthy, you didn't believe them. The test in your hand was proof that you were going to have five babies now.

You left the bathroom, putting the test in your pants pocket. The first person you saw when you left the master suite was Alfred. He will just come out of one of the guest rooms.

You ran to the butler you considered your second father. Alfred looked at you, thinking you were going to ask for something.

“Alfred, I'm pregnant!” You said it quickly, not having the courage to repeat it. The old man in front of you looked at you with wide eyes. After five seconds, he smiled at you.

It was difficult to make Alfred smile. He always maintained his serious appearance.

“Congratulations, Mrs. Wayne. It’s great news.” Alfred said.

You showed the butler the pregnancy test. He congratulated her again and left, with the excuse that he had to clean Timothy's room. You could see a big smile on Alfred's face as he walked down the stairs to the second floor.

You remembered that Bruce was on the Wayne Enterprise, running some errands and that he wouldn't be back until after 8pm. Dick and Jason went to Wally West's house to play basketball. Timothy was at school.

Demian was the only one at home. He was probably in his room or in the garden with Titus.

You walked to the room that had the 'Do Not Enter' sign. You knocked on the door a few times, hearing your son's voice telling you that you could come in.

“Hi, my love.” You said to Damian, who was playing videogame. He was sitting on the bed. The boy smiled at you.

"Hi mommy. Did something happen?" He questioned, his eyes anxious.

You sat on the bed too, watching your son continue to play his game, but he was paying attention to you. .

“I have something new to tell you. I found out today, so only you and Alfred know about it.” You said, reaching into your pocket and pulling out the pregnancy test to show Damian.

The boy looked at the object curiously, until he realized what it really was. He looked at you in amazement, as if he thought it was just a joke.

"You are pregnant?" He questioned.

"Yes." After you nodded, you saw him give you a sad smile.

“I think this is amazing news, Mom,” Damian said. He no longer looked you in the eye, focusing his attention on the television while he played.

"Are you okay, darling?" You questioned, moving closer to Damian.

The boy just nodded, and didn't look at you anymore. Then, you realized that he didn't like the news, and preferred to leave him alone. You knew Damian didn't like expressing his feelings.

"If you need me, I'll be in the kitchen" You said, leaving your son's room and walking down the hallway.

As soon as Bruce arrived and you told him you were pregnant, he had the best reaction possible. Your husband was extremely happy and excited. And Dick, Jason and Tim also loved having a new little brother.

The weeks passed very quickly, and soon became months, and suddenly, you were seven months pregnant. You had already done all the ultrasounds and discovered that you were having your first daughter. You were excited to have a little princess, and Jason and Dick started teasing Bruce about how he really was a girl's daddy.

Everyone in your family seemed to be happy, except Damian. He never said out loud that he hated the baby, but you could see that he stopped wanting to spend time with you. The boy spent more time in his room or in the Batcave, avoiding being close to you. Bruce said the boy would accept that he would have a sister after the baby was born, but you knew you had to have a talk with Damian.

You walked slowly down to the clock that hid the entrance to the Batcave. It was difficult to walk with swollen feet. You knew that Bruce was on patrol, but that he left Damian on the Batcomputer. As soon as you got out of the elevator, you saw your son look at you, but quickly turn away. You walked over to Damian, giving him a gentle smile. The boy didn't look at you again.

"Hello, my dear." You said.

He didn't answer you, and started pretending to type on the keyboard.

"I wanted to talk to you a little."

Damian just grumbled.

"I know you're sad about my pregnancy." You said. "But you know that in two months there will be a baby here."

He continued ignoring you.

"If it's because of your father, you know Bruce loves all his children equally." You commented. "And that no baby in this world will make your father love you less."

Damian finally turned around, looking at you. He had red eyes, looking like he was going to cry.

"It's not about my father." He said. "Is you!" He exclaimed.

"What do you mean?" You asked.

"You know!" He roared. "You were the first person who liked me, even though you knew I was Bruce's biological son and that I was conceived when he was drugged by Talia." Damian continued speaking. "And now, you will have your own daughter. Who has your blood and Bruce's"

You looked at him, surprised.

"Are you afraid I'm going to leave you aside?" You wanted to know.

"My brothers don't seem to see what's going to happen. That you and Bruce are going to love the baby more than we do." He started to cry. "I love you and my dad, and I know that now you will have your own family."

You said, walking over to your son. You held him by the shoulders, making him face you.

"Damian, that will never happen!" You exclaimed. "You, Dick, Jason and Tim never stopped being my kids, my little birds."

He looked away, looking embarrassed.

"I thought you wouldn't treat me like your son anymore" He said.

"It's normal for you to be jealous and afraid of losing all the attention you receive, but I want you to know that our relationship will never change." You commented. "Now that the problem has been resolved, do you want to go upstairs so we can make some cupcakes together?"

Damian quickly got up from the chair he was in, and threw himself into your arms, hugging you tightly. He placed his head on your chest, and surprisingly, you felt him caressing your belly for the first time. You lowered your head to look at your son, smiling at him.

"Yes, I want to go make cupcakes, Mommy." He said, using the sleeve of his sweatshirt to wipe his tear-stained face.

You and Damian went up to the house, leaving the Batcave. He started talking to you again, saying that he had had a brief fight with Jon Kent, but that they had already made up. He also told you that he was doing a literature project for school in a group, and that it was very easy.

As soon as you arrived in the kitchen, you grabbed all the necessary ingredients from the fridge and started mixing the cupcake batter, while Damian mixed the frosting. He told you that he wanted to color the cupcakes green and red, so you grabbed the food coloring from the pantry, letting him make the frosting any color he wanted.

Once the more than twenty cupcakes were ready, you and Damian sat on the counter while eating, talking excitedly about how the last few months had been when Damian had avoided you.

"Mother?" He caught your attention. "It'll be good to be a big brother."

You gave him a huge smile, and then kissed your son's cheek.

#imagine #insert reader #fanfiction #fluffy #fic #cute #you #dc comics #dc #batman #batkids #damian wayne #bruce wayne #bruce wayne x reader #batkids x reader #batkids x batmom #you x batman

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lixzey · 5 months

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professor, professor

September 1, 1993

Your heels clicked against the stone floor as you walked inside the Defense classroom late at night. Your eyes scanned the room as you reminisced about the days you spent inside the classroom as a student.

Professor Dumbledore had hired you at the last minute as an assistant for the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. At first, you were skeptical—why would the defense against the dark arts professor need an assistant? All the defense professors you had when you were a student never had assistants, so this was a first. The headmaster didn’t elaborate much; all you knew was that it was needed.

You agreed, of course, since you terribly needed the extra income. The job you had barely paid for rent and utilities, let alone food. You had been living in the muggle world since that fateful Halloween night in 1981. You spent the last twelve years blending in with muggles, though it isn't much of a problem since you were a half-blood, but you lost everything you had ever known. You lost your family in the most tragic way possible; they weren’t related to you by blood, but they were family—the only family you’ve ever known.

August 31, 1993

You sat in the living room of your one bedroom flat with a tin of biscuits in your lap that you bought along with a few groceries with the last of the money you had, hoping it would ease your hunger and last a few more days until you could get another job.

For the last twelve years, you’ve been in and out of jobs—not one lasting more than a year. You had been a waitress, a bartender, a street sweeper, and a cashier at a grocery store and café; hell, you even tried to become a stripper out of desperation.

You sighed deeply, rubbing your temples. You were thirty-three yet you still haven’t figured out your life. It wasn’t supposed to be like this; it never was. Voldemort took everything, leaving you miserable and alone.

While you were reading and eating the biscuits you had just opened, you suddenly heard a knock on the door. Your brows furrowed in confusion. You weren’t expecting anybody—you haven’t expected anyone for the last twelve years. You took a deep breath, placing your book and the tin of biscuits down on the coffee table in front of you before getting up to open the door. When you opened the door, your eyes widened. Albus Dumbledore was on your doorstep.

“P-Professor Dumbledore?”

“Good evening, Miss L/N.” Dumbedore’s blue eyes twinkling. “May I come in?”

You nodded, dumbfounded, stepping aside to let your old professor inside. The Headmaster made his way to your living room, sitting comfortably on your worn-out couch.

“This is an unexpected surprise, Professor. Is there anything I can help you with?” You asked as you grabbed a chair from under the coffee table. “I don’t usually have visitors, but I have tea; if you’d like, I can start the kettle.”

“There’s no need, Y/n,” Dumbledore answered with a smile that almost looked like pity. “I won’t be staying too long, my dear.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “Then why are you here, Professor? How did you even find me?” You asked, confused as to why he was here; it certainly wasn’t a visit to his old student.

“I hear you’re looking for a job.” Dumbledore said thoughtfully.

“How’d you know that? I haven’t stepped inside the Wizarding World in almost thirteen years.”

“I have my ways, Miss L/N.”

You rolled your eyes at your old professor. “Yes, I’m looking for a job. Hell, I’d take any job.”

“How would you like a job at Hogwarts?”

Your heart skipped a beat at his offer. A job at Hogwarts? The place you once called home. It seemed too good to be true. “What kind of job?” You asked, still skeptical about the offer.

“I need an assistant for the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor,” Dumbledore explained. “I believe you are well-suited for the position as you are one of the brightest students in your year. The pay isn't quite as much as I'd like to offer, though,” Dumbledore continued. “But there is room and board, of course, and full meals and such.”

It was as if the air had been sucked out of your lungs. A real job, a consistent job. A job at Hogwarts, the place that had been a second home to you for the important years of your life. The place where you met your friends and formed bonds that were stronger than any other.

“I'll take it.” You said without hesitation.

“I thought you might,” Dumbledore's eyes twinkled with satisfaction and moved to stand. “I'll see you tomorrow at the start of term, Miss L/N.”

“Thank you, Professor.”

“You’re welcome, my dear girl.” Dumbledore smiled. “Oh, I nearly forgot. Have you read the Daily Prophet recently?”

You shook your head, your brows furrowing. “I haven’t looked at anything from the Wizarding World since James and Lily died.”

“I suggest you take time to invest in a copy of the Daily Prophet, Miss L/n.” Dumbledore smiled again, though his eyes were telling otherwise. Before you could utter another word, he apparated out of your flat with a loud pop.

You hadn’t gotten a chance to get a copy that night since the next day was the start of term and you were already in a hurry to pack your trunk. You still have no idea what your old professor was implying, though you didn’t let it bother you too much.

As you continued to look around the classroom, memories of your Hogwarts days came flooding back.

The way you and your friends—James, Sirius, Peter, and Remus—would always sit together in every class Always plotting pranks for the Slytherins—mainly Severus Snape and other unsuspecting students.

There was Lily, who always told you not to encourage the boys, but she also had a mischievous side you loved.

Then there were Mary and Marlene, who loved to chatter and talk, always sharing all the gossip with you and Lily.

And finally, though he was a part of the Marauders with you, Remus. You loved him more than words could ever describe. You and Remus had dated at the start of your fifth year. He was the calm to your storm, the voice of reason when you and James were off planning another ridiculous prank. Remus was kind and caring, always making sure that you were okay and safe. He was your best friend, your confidant, and the love of your life. There was something about Remus that made your heart flutter every time he smiled, or how his eyes sparkled when he talked about something he was passionate about. You were drawn to his intelligence, his kindness, and his unwavering loyalty.

They were your family, the family built on love.

You felt a pang in your chest at the thought of Remus. It had been years since you had last seen him—years since he pushed you away after James, Lily, and Peter's deaths and Sirius’ betrayal. You couldn’t blame him, but you were hurting too at that time. It wasn’t fair that he broke your heart because he couldn’t take the pain of losing your friends. You have resented him for breaking your heart ever since.

You sighed, brushing the painful memories aside. Maybe this was the fresh start you'd been waiting for. A chance to leave your past behind and embrace the future. With a new job at Hogwarts, life was looking up.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't realise that someone had entered the room until you heard a deep, familiar voice behind you. “Who are you? What are you doing in this classroom?”

You quickly whipped your head around to see the person you weren't expecting to see in a long while—Remus Lupin was standing in the doorway, looking confused and shocked at the sight of you. The two of you locked eyes for what felt like an eternity, silence painfully enveloping the two of you.

“Y/n,” Remus finally managed to say. “H-How have you been?”

All the pain and hurt came flooding back with a vengeance. You felt your heart loudly thumping in your chest as anger coursed through your veins. “Cut the crap, Remus,” you spat. “What the bloody hell are you doing here?”

Remus’ eyes widened, clearly not expecting hostility from you. “I-I’m the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.”

“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” You scoffed, your eyes narrowing at him.

“I wish I wasn’t.” Remus shrugged.

“Oh hell no, I am not working with you.”

Remus raised a brow. “What do you mean?”

Before you could reply, Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall entered the classroom.

“Ah, I see you two have been reacquainted," Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling.

“You didn’t tell me he was going to be the new professor,” You snapped, glaring at Dumbledore. “I would have refused the job if I had known.”

“I understand your reluctance, Miss L/N,” Dumbledore said calmly. “But I assure you, Professor Lupin will be an asset to Hogwarts. You will be assisting Professor Lupin in his classes. I believe the two of you working together will be beneficial for both of you.”

Remus scowled. “What do I need an assistant for? I’m perfectly capable of teaching; thank you very much.”

“I assume you're aware of Professor Lupin's condition, Miss L/N?” Dumbledore asked, making Remus scoff.

“Yes, but I-”

“That settles it, you would be substituting for Professor Lupin once a month, until he is healed and deemed fit to work by Madam Pomfrey.”

“With all due respect, sir, I can’t work with him,” you protested, crossing your arms over your chest, glaring at Remus. “I don’t care how dire the situation is; I refuse to be around him.”

“Now, now, Miss L/N,” Professor McGonagall chimed in. “You two will have to learn to work together. You both are highly capable, having been the top students when the two of you graduated. The students will benefit from your expertise in defense against the dark arts,” Professor McGonagall gave you and Remus a soft smile. “You both will need to set aside your differences and work together for the sake of the students and the school. It’s time to put the past behind and focus on the present.”

You clenched your jaw, feeling a mix of anger, resentment, and frustration. The last thing you wanted was to work with Remus after everything that had happened between the two of you. But seeing the determined and hopeful looks on the faces of Dumbledore and McGonagall, you knew you had no choice.

You let out a heavy sigh, turning to Remus with a stern look. “Fine, I’ll do it. But I better get a raise.”

Dumbledore chuckled. “Of course, Miss L/N.”

Remus nodded, his expression unreadable. “I understand. I’ll do my best to make this work.”

Dumbledore nodded at Remus. “I have faith in both of you. I trust that you will be able to put your personal feelings aside and work together for the betterment of Hogwarts and the students.”

You rolled your eyes, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over you. The past was haunting you at every turn, and you hated it. But you had no choice; you terribly needed this job, and you weren’t going to let it go just because of him.

“One more thing, Miss L/N, Mister Lupin,” Dumbledore started, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “The two of you will be sharing living quarters for the whole semester.”

“What?” You and Remus both said in unison, disbelief written all over your faces.

“Consider it team bonding,” Dumbledore said with an amused smile. “I’m sure the two of you will find a way to make it work.”

You pressed your lips into a thin line, feeling dread settling in the pit of your stomach. Sharing living quarters with Remus—a man who had broken your heart and pushed you away after everything that had happened—was not something you were looking forward to.

You gritted your teeth, forcing a smile as you nodded. You didn't have a choice but to go along with it, despite the knots of discomfort and resentment that twisted in your stomach. It seemed that working at Hogwarts was going to be even more complicated than you had initially thought.

“At least tell me we have separate rooms.”

“Of course, Miss L/N,” Dumbledore nodded. “You will each have your own separate rooms, fear not.” You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, feeling a bit of relief at the mention of separate rooms. At least you wouldn't have to spend the whole semester sharing a room with Remus, a thought that made your skin crawl.

“Well then, we shall leave you two to make the necessary arrangements,” Dumbledore said, giving you and Remus a reassuring smile before leaving the room with Professor McGonagall.

You and Remus stood in awkward silence for a moment, both of you avoiding eye contact. The tension between the two of you was palpable, and it was suffocating. You sighed and finally turned to Remus with a cold stare. “Don't get too comfortable, Lupin,” you warned. “This doesn't mean we're suddenly best friends again.”

Remus flinched when you called him by his last name, but nonetheless he nodded, understanding your apprehension. “I don't expect us to be best friends again, Y/n,” he said quietly. “But for the sake of the students and the school, we could at least try to get along.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, still not convinced. “We'll see,” you replied with a dismissive tone.

Remus met your cold gaze with a resigned expression. “I understand,” he replied evenly. “I don't expect us to be friends again. I don't expect us to be anything other than colleagues.”

You scoffed, feeling the weight of your past grudges and hurts. “Colleagues. That's all we'll ever be.”

Remus nodded. “I know.”

The two of you stood there in uncomfortable silence, knowing that once again, your lives had become even more complicated. You both needed this job and living at Hogwarts, and you wouldn't let your personal differences get in the way of it, no matter how difficult it might be.

But one thing’s for certain: it was going to be an interesting year at Hogwarts.

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justalittlehoneybee · 1 year

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Why do almost all x reader fics have to be smut?? I just wanna have tea with my comfort character is that too much to ask??

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incorrectcapsicle · 2 years

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Steve: Y/N, what does IDK, LY, and TTYL mean?

Y/N: I don't know, love you, talk to you later.

Steve: Ok, I love you too, I'll just ask Peter.

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littlenephilim999uriel · 1 year

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HI! i was just wondering if you could do a wolffe story? if you haven’t done any yet! creativity is all up to you 🥰

“I tried my best to not feel anything for you. Guess what? I failed.”

I really hope you like it. I am a little rusty since I have not written any Stories in sooooo long.

It was another successful Mission with the 104th Battelion. Her Master Plo Koon and the Jedi Council are very happy with her growth and she knows it is only a matter of time before she will become a Jedi Knight. The Padawan of course knows what this means. She will leave her Master and the 104th to get her own Battalion of very capable soldiers. Still the tought scared her more than anything. She never wanted to leave the Men that became her Family and the tought alone made a knot form in her throat bringing her close to tears. Normally she would be drinking and laughing with the Men but not today,no the words from her Master were still fresh in her Mind.

"You did well my Padawan." Plo Koons Voice was filled with Pride which made her Smile as well. "Thank you Master." She answered to which he only nodded before he continued talking. "I am very happy to tell you that you soon will be no longer a Padawan." (y/n) furrowed her brows at that giving him a confused look that made him chuckle. "Now don't look so worried. You will of course become a Jedi Knight and will lead your very own Battalion." Her Master sounded so proud yet those News didn't make her as happy as she thought they would. "How soon will I leave Master?" Plo Koon felt the shift in the Force, the saddness radiating off of her. "If everything goes well within the next two weeks. (y/n) you don't seem all that Happy about it." The Padawan let out a sigh trying to pull a brave face. "I am just surprised. I just need some time." He only nodded understandingly. (y/n) then walked away leaving her worried Master behind.

Her leaving of course didn't go unnoticed by her Commander. Wolffe watched confused as she quickly hurried away instead of celebrating with them like always. Still Wolffe somehow manged to sneak away unnoticed and followed her. He didn't need to search for her all that long because he quickly found her leaning on the railing looking down at the City below her. Wolffe recognised the look on her face. One didn't need to be a Jedi to see the sadness in her Eyes.

She of course felt his presence long before he even got close to her and turned her head around to look at him sending him a soft smile. "Commander, shouldn't you be celebrating with your Brothers?" Wolffe only chuckled at that and slowly walked closer pulling off his Helmet. "I could say the same about you." (y/n) let out a laugh through her nose and sent him a playfull grin. "True." He then tilted his head at her looking rather worried. "You are sad." Was all he said which only made her laugh. "No shit Sherlock!" "Why?" Letting out a sigh she turned around to fully face him. "I will become a Jedi Knight soon and-" He then cut her off letting out a sigh himself. "And you will leave this Battalion to lead your own." She only nodded at that. "I don't want to leave you Guys. You are my Family... all I know." For the first time in so long Wolffe smiled softly. "We will miss you Commander. Though it will be a lot less stressfull without your airhead." He said teasingly to which she only sent him a playfull glare. Wolffe raised his Hands in defense laughing softly. "Only speaking the truth Sir." (y/n) laughed softly herself and looked back at the City below her. It was at this Moment that she decided to tell him the truth knowing that this Probably will be her only chance to ever do it.

Taking a deep breath she was considering her Words carefully. She then decided on what to say but didn't dare to look at the Men standing next to her. "I tried my best to not feel anything for you.” The relaxing atmosphere changed quickly as she said that. Wolffe blinked once, twice before looking at her with a confused expression not sure if he heard her correctly. As if finally gathering her courage she then turned towards him looking him in the eyes smiling sadly at him. "Guess what? I failed." He only stared at her in confusion. "What do you mean?" (y/n) cuckled softly and took a step closer to him. "It means that I Love you Wolffe. That is the reason why my Heart is filled with so much sadness at the tought of becoming a Full pleged Jedi Knight and leaving all of you behind." With a loud clank his Helmet fell out of his hand as his eyes grew bigger. Not really knowing what to say he only stared at her with confusion. Was this all a Dream? A cruel Joke she was playing on him? No she wouldn't do that. A Million thoughts raced through his head but he was finally pulled out of it as a warm and soft Hand gently took one of his in hers. "Wolffe I wish to stay with you." His eyes finally found hers again. "As do I." Was all he said which made her smile warmly up at him. They stared at eachother for a long while before he spoke up again. "Become a Jedi Knight (y/n)." This made her blink in confusion. But before she could ask why he would say that he kept speaking. "You worked so hard. Become a Jedi Knight and lead your own Battalion. I promise we will find a way to keep seing eachother." She softly nodded her head at that. "I will hold you up to that Promise Commander." He softly smiled at that and pulled her closer. On instinct she closed her eyes as he leaned up and placed a soft kiss on her forhead. So soft she almost didn't feel it. Wolffe then gently took her Face in his Hands to look into her eyes again.

"When have I ever lied to you."

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