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samdeancass · 1 year
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Genius’s Daughter
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Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Stark!fem!reader
Genre: Fluff
Characters: Elijah, Y/N, Tony
A/N: Slight crossover between Marvel and The Originals.
Description: When Elijah finds out that Y/N is Tony Stark’s daughter and sees her working with an AI, he decides to build her a lab in the Mikaelson house as a gift.
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Being Tony Stark's daughter really did have it’s perks, one of them using your superior intelligence to build anything that your heart desired. You usually built things to help your boyfriend, Elijah, defeat his enemies. He always knew you were something special but he didn’t quite understand until he seen you one day in your dads lab working with JARVIS.
“JARVIS, bring up the blueprint.” You sat on the edge of the table, just like your dad does, and studied the design you had created. You then moved that away with your hands to bring up a template of a vest that would protect Elijah against the White Oak Stake. You planned to make more to protect the rest of the Mikaelsons if you were able to actually successfully make it.
Elijah rolled up to the mansion and politely knocked on the door, expecting to see your beautiful face when the door opened, but no answer came. He cocked his head to the side confusingly before taking the spare key you gave him and unlocked the door. “Y/N? Where are you?” Elijah closed the door behind him and walked through the mansion and stopped at the stairs leading to the basement when he heard your voice coming from below. 
He slowly descended the stairs, stopped halfway and smiled when he seen you working with the AI. He always knew that you had a special knack with technology but he hadn’t put the pieces together until now, you were Tony Stark’s daughter. An idea struck him hard so Elijah abandoned the surprise plans he had for you, went back up the stairs and set to work on his new idea. 
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You got a call a couple of days later. Looking at your phone, you smiled when Elijah’s name lit up the screen. “Hi, stranger. I hadn’t heard from you properly for a few days. I was beginning to get worried about you.” A small chuckle came from the other end, causing your smile to widen. “You can’t get rid of me that easily, my love. I do have something for you though.” “And what would this surprise be, Mr Mikaelson?” “Come over here and I’ll show you.” 
Saying your goodbyes, you quickly ran to get your keys before leaving a note for your dad. He always worried when he came home and you weren’t there. Being a world famous superhero, he had a lot of enemies and he always worried. Running towards your car, you turned the key in the ignition and started on your way. 
The familiar lights of New Orleans lit up the street as you parked outside the Mikaelson house. Elijah, as always, was already outside waiting to greet you. You ran into his arms as you got out, inhaling his familiar scent of wood and whiskey. He nuzzled his nose into your neck and squeezed you tighter against his chest.
“I have missed you, Y/N. So much.” You looked up at him, pecking his lips. “So have I. Missed hearing your voice every few hours, nagging me to get away from the machines.” He chuckled and took hold of your hand, leading you inside. 
The Mikaelson house wasn’t as big as the mansion but it was much better decorated. You knew that the Mikaelsons were more classy than your dad which allowed you to have a taste of both worlds. Elijah led you through the main hall towards a hidden door to the left. “Where are we going? I’ve never been through here before.” Your voice broke at the end of the sentence, causing Elijah to squeeze your hand comfortingly.
“Don’t worry, my love. What’s behind this door will make you happy beyond belief, I hope.” He opened the door and switched on the light before leading you down the stairs. Elijah stood at the bottom, stopping you from going any further. “Close your eyes for me.” You raised an eyebrow questioningly before slowly closing your eyes. 
He led you into the room and stopped in the middle, making sure you weren’t peaking. He stood back and smiled. “Open your eyes, Y/N.” You didn’t expect what you seen when your eyes fluttered open. Elijah had managed to build you a lab, a whole lab, in the basement of his home. All of the up to date technology and machines were standing in front of you. 
“You-you built me a lab?!” You looked over at him with tears in your eyes. He nodded his head. “Do you like it?” “Are you kidding? I love it!” You closed the distance between you both and placed your lips on his. “Thank you. But why?” “I seen you in your fathers lab a few days ago and you looked so happy, so at home, and I decided that you needed your own.”
A happy tear slid down your cheek. “This is the best thing that anyone has ever done for me. I finally have the means to finish the vest I’ve been working on.” You kissed him once more before getting to work, testing out all of the new gadgets whilst Elijah sat back and smiled, pleased that he had made you happy.
The Vampire Diaries Tags:
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nightingale2004 · 13 days
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Teen wolf and Originals fans, i just had a crossover idea.
OK, so those who have seen the Originals remember Hayley marshall and how her birth name was Andrea Labonair, right? And the Labonair's were a werewolf pack along with Jackson Kenner's pack?
And for the teen wolf fans, we remember the Hale pack, correct?
So the crossover idea I bring forward is.....
What if the members of the Hale's and the Labonair's were actually related? More specifically, what if one of the members of the Hale pack married into one of the members of the Labonair pack as a form of alliance or something.
That would make Hayley and Derek distant COUSINS!!!!! And Hope WOULD BE A HALE!!!!!!
Just imagine it and think about it
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alexyskinnerstories · 20 days
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Bella's Aunt Characters Information pt. 2
- Uncle-in-law Marcel Gerard ( Alive)
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- Aunt-in-Law Davina Claire-Mikaelson ( Dead)
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- Aunt-in-Law Keelin Neveah Malraux-Mikaelson ( Alive)
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- Biological Uncle Henrik Mikaelson ( Dead)
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( A picture will be put here or shown in future chapters when I bring him back to life in the story when I find my face claim for him.)
- Biological Sons Carson and Camron Swan
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- Future Aunt-In-Law Hayley Marshall
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More info
Sexuality: Lesbian (G!P)
Height Difference
Annabeth- " 6'5"
Esme- "5'6"
Quadbrid
(Upgrade Original Vampire, Werewolf , Witch and Succubus )
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- Soulmate: Esme Cullen
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- Best Friends : Sue Clearwater, Harry Clearwater, Charlie and Billy Black
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charlietheepicwriter7 · 3 months
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The Joker was apprehended, sitting on the ground as Batman guarded him, but the kid--"Bruce Wayne's newest ward, how tragic! Hehehe!"--was nowhere to be found. Nightwing and Red Hood desperate searched the warehouse until a shuffling noise grabbed their attention.
A kid, black haired just like the kid in the Joker's broadcast, crawling out of a pile of boxes. "Is it over?" the boy asked quietly.
Nightwing guided him to the only exit, unfortunately walking past the boy's own kidnapper. "Yeah, kid. It's over. Come on-"
Like a shot, the boy rushed the Joker and kicked him right in the balls.
The Joker wheezed like a dying squeaky toy. Red Hood froze. Nightwing immediately snatched the boy up by the armpits, but all that did was give the boy the height to attack again, punting Joker in the jaw. The clown went down and cracked his head on the floor. He did not get back up.
There was a moment of silence before Red Hood roared with laughter, his helmet distorting the sound.
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reimidy · 2 months
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hellspawnmotel · 4 months
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I can't think of a nutcracker pun
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faeriekit · 4 months
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#i'm very pro danny accidentally adopts a whole bunch of talons previous installments
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The next day, the body was back.
The green was gone from its eyes, but the awareness wasn't; it spent about an hour watching people go around outside Danny's apartment, which was new behavior. None of the corpses that shadowed him had shown any interest in garden-variety humans before. Now it sat at the window and watched families come home from school or head to their afternoon shifts.
That went into Danny's notes.
After that hour, it taught itself to flush the toilet repeatedly, rearranged the contents of Danny's half-assed linen closet (again) and then stood hovering over the safe where Danny had stashed the ectoplasm.
"...Okay," said Danny.
The dead body croaked. It was a new sound, but there was no context for it. Danny just kind of...wrote it down and hoped for the best.
The day after, Danny woke up at a very reasonable ten forty eight in the morning to find stray corpses feeding each other spoonfuls of ectoplasm in the kitchen.
At that point he kind of had to throw out the notes on how much each one was dosed with, because what the fuck.
"Really?!" Danny shouted, spooking the bodies into fleeing behind chairs and doors and back into his closet again. The only one that didn't flee was Danny's ringmaster corpse of the hour, of course. "You really couldn't wait??"
It stuck out a withered black tongue out at the mortician, who was, really, the victim in all of this. A victim to his parents' whims and a victim to the dead people who followed him around all the time.
This was how Danny found out that, when it doubt, the corpses could just tear through solid steel if they were motivated enough. The finger-marks were so deep and so embedded that they actually looked more like rough claws in the metal.
Great.
Danny ordered a new locking cage for the fridge on Prime and darted off to work. One of his regulars was on the table, though, so Danny just ended up doing what he would have at home— sewing up a gash in its neck and reattaching dead fingers back onto dead stumps.
On the third day, in which four of Danny's frequent fliers had learned from the first how to flush the toilet (and therefore raise the water bill immensely) Danny got a ring from a dark voice he (almost) recognized.
"Is he here?"
Danny squinted, jerking the phone further under his ear as he whipped up some scrambled eggs. The dead girl leaning over his shoulder leaned a little closer to watch the egg froth up. "Is who here? Who is this?"
"This is Batman. Is— the body requisitioned from your facility currently at your place of residence?"
Danny fully let go of the whisk. It landed haphazardly in the glass bowl he'd been stirring in. "What on Earth is a Batman?" he asked, incredulous.
"I visited your workplace previously."
Oh! "Yeah, the cop's friend. I remember now." Danny pulled the whisk out of the liquid eggs and held it out to the body. The unusually animate cadaver mostly prodded the whisk wires and paid no attention to him. "No one's here but me, though. Not that it's your business...?"
"And there are no non-living bodies currently in your apartment?"
Danny ignored the flushing noise in the other room. "I don't know, dude. They practically live in the walls at this point. Don't come over unless you have a warrant."
The call ended with a click.
His omelette turned out amazing, by the way. In case you were wondering.
On the fourth day, the ectoplasm was gone, because the corpses had apparently all taught each other how to lockpick the container in the fridge.
"Okay, some of that was meant to be my dinner. No more lotion at the funeral home now, okay? Now you all can be ashy forever. I'm so serious," Danny complained to the only visible dead person in the room.
The dead person held up a cracked egg. It was probably a gesture of peace, but now there was egg on his vinyl flooring to deal with. And. It wasn't exactly all that comforting in the end.
On the fifth day, Danny awoke to the sensation of a hand jamming itself through his neck until it punched into the mattress beneath him.
Fuck.
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ryllen · 2 months
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radiance1 · 4 days
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"I need to find my darling husband!" Said Danny, dressed to the nines in a very elaborate royal dress with a lot of jewelry running through the ballroom after having been on the opposite end of a very worrying phone call.
"Seriously, what do you even see in that mortal!?" Screamed an observant and Danny stopped and leveled them with a glare cold enough to freeze over an active volcano and sharp enough to cut through obsidian.
"He makes me laugh."
Unlike those dead suitors went unsaid, but everyone at the ball (read: search for a bride/groom for the royal ghostling) practically heard it anyways.
Meanwhile over in the land of the living
Okay so Jason may have messed up. Now you see, he hasn't seen his platonic husband for tax benefits in a while, and he's been very careful to not let his identity as the Red Hood slip up before . Not even once in their relationship.
(He's not counting the time his in-laws sniffed him out as a Crime Lord, because Danny never believed them.)
Now, it wasn't exactly his fault he slipped up. You try to fight off an entire group after being pulled up on out of nowhere on the phone while trying to hide said noises of fighting.
Who was he calling? Danny of course since he said he was away for business. What business? Never specified and Jason wasn't going to pry.
So now here he was, bound 'helplessly' as Jason Todd along with a few other random civilians. Which, like, rude.
Wasn't he already good enough for this ancient ritual or whatever?
You know, he really should have walked with that "Anti-kidnapping device" he got that one time. Which honestly he feels like he should be surprised that such a thing exists but considering it was from Bruce. Well.
He's not surprised.
Oh, there's the Justice League now. Shame, he wanted to knock out a few guys himself- Oh, now he's being used to summon a ghost from the Infinite Realms of Royal Lineage.
Yea he probably should have walked with that "Anti-kidnapping device."
Wait a goddamn-
Is that-
"My darling husband!" Danny shouted, scooping him off the circle and away from the head cultist and swinging him around. "You had me worried sick!"
Now, he should ask the question anyone would in this situation when finding out your best friend and platonic husband for tax benefits was apparently a ghost of royal lineage.
"Why're you in a dress?"
"Okay, first of all I rock this thing." Danny huffed.
"That you do." Jason agreed rather easily.
"Second of all, blame those guys over there." He jerked his head in the direction of two very green floating eyeball people.
Not the weirdest he's seen, honestly.
The Observants were whispering to each other and leveling them-Jason in particular-a look.
"Now as you can see, I already have a spouse and I don't need another!" Danny hugged Jason closer for emphasis and he took the time to whisper in Danny's ear. "Did you really marry me to play the husband card?"
"Well, yes." Danny agreed. "But also because of taxes, because I love you and you're my best friend."
"So, we're still done for watching that movie right."
"Obviously."
A pained grunt came from below them and they both looked down to see Batman standing over a very unconscious cultist and looking up at them.
Hm.
He forgot they were there.
"So," Jason began, staring Bruce straight in the eyes. Batman's eyes narrowed. "Don't suppose we can push that forward to right now?"
"Yea, sure why not I'm not doing anything important." Danny leveled the Observants a look, and before either they, Batman, or the Justice League could do anything they both disappeared.
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flamingpudding · 4 months
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A lot can happen in 1 minute
And the worst part was Bruce had not been able to do anything to stop the chaos as all of this started right in the middle of a Gala, his children and him attended.
Bruce could do nothing but watch with growing internal horror as he stared at what was happening before him, champagne glass still in hand.
It all started with a fanatic suddenly getting the entire galas attention. Screaming something about Bruce Wayne will fall for them as they slammed some sort of magic duck thingy on the ground.
A second later, John Constantine, off all people, appeared yelling about finally finding the lad that stole a highly dangerous artifact while green smoke rose towards the ceiling of the hall.
By now some guest have started screaming and started to evacuate while other appeared curious thinking this was some sort of show. And shamefully Bruce had to admit that he lost sight of his children during this.
Though not even 10 seconds after Constantines entrance Bruce spied one of his children, Nightwing, crashing into the hall in gear and tackling the fanatic that was now yelling something at the smoke about fulfilling their end of the deal and granting their wish of tying Bruce Wayne to them.
5 seconds later he noticed Constantine was chanting something and the gathering smoke below the ceiling now started to glow.
At this point Bruce really wanted to dip out and join the scene as Batman but was rooted in place by a buisness partner clinging to him and trying to pull him to safety.
Another 3 seconds passed, and the smoke glowed brightly in Lazarus green. Worried Bruce tried to at least find one of his other children aside from the one that was still wrestling with the fanatic and was internally horrified to make eye contact with a wide eyed Jason and his glowing green eyes.
In the following 7 seconds he had tried to get to his son, but before he could even manage to get rid of the buisness partner still holding on to him a bright light blinded everyone for another 4 seconds.
Once their sight returned it took them another 5 seconds to realize that one the smoke was gone, two John Constantine was cursing up a storm holding a black haired kid and three the fanatic used the light to escape.
There was a stunned silence of 3 seconds before John Constantine looked around the room and suddenly zeroed down on Bruce. Bruce did not stiffen as the Brite looked at him with narrowed eyes, then down at the teen in his arms before marching over to him within the next ten seconds.
"You! You're Bruce Wayne, right? Congratulations, you got another kid via magic now. Here is the kid and my card. Call me if anything weird is happening with them." Before Bruce could even say anything, the teen was disposed into his arms together with John's apparent business card. The magican turned away from Bruce before marching over to his son in gear and starting to drag him out.
"Nightwing! Help me catch this bloody magic thief before some other summoning shit with stolen artifacts to spice up another rich guys ball or whatever goes down! I got a tracker spell on them! And call Bats while you're at it"
Right at the one minute mark. The chaos concluded to the point that Bruce Wayne was standing in the middle of a gala with a teen in his arm that was apparently magically made to be his and the fanatics child.
That was when the next kind of chaos broke out as his reminding children fought their way over to him through the suddenly coming back to live press and reporters that started to bombard him with questions about the unconscious teen in his arms.
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gaiah · 5 months
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The (un)holy trinity
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phykoha · 4 months
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THE MAD DOGZ??? IT'S THEM OMG OMG
This ex-band of brothers stopped making music together ages ago, but they're still very close. After the Queen of Rock went on her "World Tour", the brothers went from all Pop Trolls to a whole mix of genres. Well... Except for Angel. He's just a wizard now.
I'm so happy I was able to finish all of them before work fdsbhfsjd I think Von Ryan has my favorite design of all 4, he's very nice to look at.
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alexyskinnerstories · 18 days
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Chief Swan Eldest Daughter Ch.1
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I just finished getting dressed for school I went downstairs to make breakfast for my dad and I dad was still getting ready for work while I got to cooking breakfast, after a while I heard Dad's bedroom door open I said good morning he said it back but his eyes were glued onto his phone
A dreadful feeling plumbed my stomach. I quickly shut off the stove and took a seat next to my dad yet he didn't even move as his eyes stayed focused on his phone and it only worried me even further. but he seemed to be in a trance right now. And his eyes were never that glued to his phone. "Daddy?" I called out as I gently placed a hand on his shoulder.
Daddy slowly looked away from his phone and down at me who looked beyond worried for him. He instantly dropped his phone onto the table not even caring if it somehow broke and pulled her into a hug, feeling bad for worrying like that. "I'm sorry, Hun. I'm fine. Just got some horrible news." He said as I hugged him back letting out a small sigh. "What kind of horrible news? Did someone we know die?" I question still holding onto him who shook his head at my question.
"I kinda wish that was it, honestly." He mumbled causing me to pull away from the hug, looking up at my father with an arched eyebrow. What was so bad that he wished that one of their friends had died? I was trying to see if he was playing a joke when I saw how he was once again looking on the verge of a mental breakdown.
I could my mouth feel agape as I stared at her father with wide eyes before she started shaking her head. "Oh Fuck no! I say no. This evil witch bitch isn't coming here!" I rambled making Charlie chuckle lowly, pulling me into another hug hoping to calm me down at least a little bit. It thankfully did work but it however didn't stop her ramblings.
Renee and her husband are going to travel and Isabella will need a place to stay. Sadly since I'm her father, she'll have to stay with us." Charlie said with a defeated sigh I groaned lowly as she somehow squished herself closer to her father.
She was having such a great morning and now it was ruined.
"She tried to kill me by pushing me into the deep of the pool when I didn't know how to swim," I whined out and Daddy's grip tightened around me.
He still had nightmares about that day and sometimes in those nightmares, he didn't get to his little girl in time.
*Third Person*
Charlie would wake up, pitching up from his sleep with tears in his eyes as he breathed heavily. And without missing a beat, he'd rush into Cyrus's room as quietly as he could to make sure that his little girl was there. That she was safe and breathing. Sometimes he'd even sleep in her room when he had those nightmares where he couldn't save her. He'd sleep either on the floor or in the bed with her, wanting to hear her little snores that helped him to relax.
He stayed to make sure that she was still there with him. Though he had those horrible nightmares that sometimes kept him up the entire night, he never told Cyrus about them. Why? He didn't want her to worry. Charlie knew how much she worried for him and he didn't want to worry her even more.
* Cyrus Pov *
"When will it be here, Daddy?" I asked my father.
"She'll be coming next week sadly." Daddy replies to my question.
"Alright this is gonna be hell but anyway Daddy am gonna go to the Cullens since it's my turn to drive Horizon and I to school and your breakfast is on the counter I quickly ran into the kitchen grabbed my food container and rushed up to the attic and grab my backpack and keys I walked back downstairs and kissed my father on the cheek and headed outside I got into my car and drove to my mate's house I waited for her come out when she did Alice and Jasper follow after they got into the car in I pulled out waving bye to Carlisle and Esme I gave them the special rings that gave them back their human qualities it still shows them as the gold eyes for three other siblings and the humans do not question them asked how they got human qualities. I pulled into the school parking lot handed them their breakfast and gave Horizon hers we ate and talked I gave Jasper a bottle of my blood for his thirst it quenches thirst for human blood it will just appear to humans as water and Edward, Rosalie and Emmett will smell animal blood the other soon pulled into the lot and got out we did also they do every morning Horizon and I walked into the school and stood by my locker talking until the bell ring for class
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nanamis-username · 8 months
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this was revealed to me in a dream 🙏
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bluerosefox · 7 days
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Gray and Graysons
One of the Bats has a secret. Something they never told to the others.
They were so very young but they have memories of a sibling, so small and tiny. They remember the burst of warmth they had in their heart when they held the tiny baby for just a moment.
But they weren’t allowed to keep them, their family couldn’t raise them. Money was tight, just enough for three but not for four, despite their shows always bringing in a crowd it was getting harder and harder for the world to be wowed by them in the new age and their sibling was too small and tiny and needed to be cared in a single place than for them to be on the road. Their lifestyle was not good for his tiny sibling apparently.
They had to watch as their parents gave his sibling away to people in suits, them promising to give his baby brother to a loving family when they find a ‘home’ for him. He watched his parents try to be strong only for his mother to break down once the car left down the road, his father holding her and apologizing, the rest of the circus troupe all silently coming over to give the heartbroken family condolences.
Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson had tears running down his face when he last saw his baby brother.
A brother he got to name before he had to be given away.
Daniel ‘Danny’ Grayson.
-x-x-
Dick never told the others. If anyone dug deep into his past they might find his brother’s birth records maybe, if someone got around to digitizing the paperwork for him but given the fact he was placed in the US childcare systems just a few days after his birth and the fact that Dick was still pretty young they most likely believed he didn’t remember his baby brother now. Not after so many years.
But they were wrong, Dick remembers. And he kept the secret close to his heart and memories.
And the only physical evidence he had was a single picture of him holding his brother, a smile on his tiny face towards their father who had taken the photo of them together. When he had lost his parents, lost most of the things that connected him to them, to his past in the circus that had been his whole life, had been taken from him in Gotham’s ruthless childcare system, he held on tight to the picture in secret. Hid it away from anyone trying to rip it from him, hid it from Bruce when the man took him in days later, hid it from Alfred despite how gentle the butler was towards him. He couldn’t, wouldn’t risk losing his photo at the time, he hadn’t trusted anyone and by the time he did he didn’t have the heart to reveal it.
So yes, the existence of his baby brother Danny was his most guarded and best kept secret.
So that’s why Dick, as Nightwing, nearly died from a heart attack when leaving a Justice League meeting he spotted a familiar face among one of the new engineers working in the Watchtower.
It was like seeing a young version of himself. Only, Dick could see that the young man was more than a copy of him, so much more than a clone. He held many traces of John Grayson but also had a bit more of Mary Grayson than Dick did. Small details that Dick foggely remembers taking note when he had held his baby brother.
“Hey, hurry up with that report Gray!” Shouted the head engineer from down the hall, his hand beckoning the young adult to come over.
“Coming! And boss, I told you Danny is fine!” Danny shouted back before hurriedly leaving a stunned Nightwing.
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ghostbsuter · 6 months
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Water drips down in the corner, the steady dop drop drop— does wonders for the bat.
Batman has been taken, tied up, and undressed of his utility belt. It takes him a second to figure out who took him, by the large but empty and run down warehouse, the sound of the shore not far away.
The docks. He shuffles, bound and comm off.
Then, the steel enforced door slams open and Joker enters.
"Batsy!" He calls, overjoyed. The man walks to the bound vigilante and crouches to his height.
"It's been so long, hasn't it been?"
The vigilante grunts. "Joker."
"Today will be different." He goes on, "today, we have," the crime Prince drums his fingers on Batman's thigh. "A guest!"
He freezes at that, Joker has a civilian.
(Oracle sends out the message, her voice firm, and the coords are shared to the rest of the clan in seconds as she looks at her monitor. Batman's red dot at the harbour bright.)
"I'm a guest now?" The voice of a child asks, it brings slight confusion that the boy wasn't tied nor harmed in any way.
It's relief that he seems okay, but the danger of standing next to the Joker has Batman wiggling in his restrains.
"Is that a promotion or demotion for son?"
A brief look of annoyance enters Joker before being smoothed out, the boy is dealing with a delicate time bomb. Uncomfortably close to the madman.
(He hurries in the process of breaking free.)
"My son! My blood!" Sings the clown, throwing his hands around the boy's shoulders and prancing around.
Which brings another question.
Son?
Cool lighting hits the boy's head and the tuffs of pink, blue and green become more obvious, hidden beneath black hair previously.
Joker and Harley have a child. A son.
He will visit harley later. The boy comes first.
"Dante! Danyal! Daniel?" Joker croons, shaking the boy. "What was it again?" He stops, turning his son toward him with a grin.
(Robin drops down behind him, hiding, katana ready to be swung.)
"Danny, actually," the child— Danny– shrugs off the hands and steps back. Unflinching from the judging stare, simply waving off the hands creeping to his throat.
"Danny," the name is tested, and the Prince of Crime hums to himself. "We can always replace it as Joker Jr! It fits you better than Danny."
(Red Robin and Spoiler get on position above them, ready to pounce from the construction pillars.)
"Yeah, I don't know about that." He chuckles nervous, catching Batman's eyes and—
His eyes alone scream of fear, scared– scared—!!
"We will get you an acid flower, a new suit as well, the hoodie looks horrible on you." The man notes, humming.
"I prefer hammers." Danny replies with tense shoulders.
Joker clicks his tongue, "You always went after your mother." he hisses, outright glaring at his son now. His hand tightened around the crowbar he'd gathered not long ago.
"I mean," he hesitates, eye trailing off the Joker and over his shoulder. "I did come out of her."
The sound of a loaded gun shatters the silence, and Joker is pulling Danny, switching their positions and pushing him right in front of the gun in Red Hood's hand.
"Always a coward, hiding behind others, aren't you." Danny stops himself from squealing. That's the Red Hood!
(Escrima sticks light up with electricity as Red Hood speaks.)
Joker is ticked off, party ruined and surrounded now that he looks around.
Oh well, he can get his son on his villain path another day.
Cackling, he evades the escrimas, dodging the wonder boy and evading the twin attacks from above.
He pulls out a trigger and presses the bright red Button.
"Have fun bats and birds!"
The warehouse is completely flooded with fear gas, scarecrow wouldn't be mad he sacrificed one of his warehouses, will he?
It's all blurry. In one moment, his view is shrouded, and he's coughing. In another, he gets picked up and brought outside, the Joker gone.
An oxygen mask is placed on him by a paramedic, being handed off to an ambulance that had been called.
Peeking around, he sees Red Hood (!) still lingering around. Danny catches his eye and with a wave, the man is walking towards him.
He simply crosses his arms and tilts his head, waiting.
"Could I get a picture?" Danny blurts out, flushing after and coughing, holding the oxygen mask in his lap.
Red Hood makes a show of his shoulder sagging before crouching down and leaning toward him.
Later, Danny will look at the picture with a boyish grin, crooked and charming.
.・゜-: ✧ :-
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