I actually don’t think you do know who it is. Guess
I will not be guessing today
Did you use google translate?
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Having so many de aged! Jason feelings. I might just burst.
Dick and Tim theorize on how a small, happy little baby winded up in Jason's apartment. It's no secret their brother, a wall of bulk with a tender core, houses the homeless sometimes.
Maybe the baby is someone's? But if so, why was he alone? Jason isn't exactly famous for his unquestionable wisdom, but he's too caring to leave a defenceless infant by himself.
More importantly, why is this baby rolling on his tummy on a familiar brown jacket, evidently craving to be picked up?
"Can you take him? I'm not..." Tim's not good with kids; It's a running joke among them. Even If there's nothing comical about this.
Dick nods. His pride does swell when the baby giggles and coos.
"He has good taste."
" Okay, Narcissus. Let's take him home before your head pops,'' was Tim just a tiny bit jealous this little chubby cheeked thing was snuggling close to Dick, while downright glowering at him?
Maybe. A little. But babies were glorified chunks of meat, shaped just enough like a human to be considered cute. What did they know?
So they get home. It's a pleasant rarity, but they're all in one place.
All except Bruce, of course. Too busy bleeding on the streets to spend any time with them, Dick huffs,
Poor Damian is trying to jump and leap amongst them giants, struggling to take a peek at their young guest, " Grayson! I want the baby!"
" He's not a toy, Dami," they all share a silent look, clearly thinking the same thing. He got it from Bruce,
"What does it do?"
" He's a baby, Steph. He's not even aware he exists!"
" God I wish that were me,"
Duke looks at Babybird, as Dick affectionately took to calling him, with a strange, quizzical look, " He looks familiar. You said you found him at Jay's?"
" Yeah, but I'm taking him to a firestation. I just had to show B. You know he likes volunteering at daycares. Maybe he'll recognize him."
" Recognize who?"
Babybird was chewing on his own foot when the elevator doors slid open. Cass wasn't a wordsmith.
She read movements and actions as one listens to music.
Every member of her beloved family was a song of their own; Dick was motivational and calming.
Stephanie was packed with action, brimming with electrifying energy that just made you want to jump.
Tim was clean and precise with accents of pop. Duke was light and happy and silently confident. Damian was angry, and passionate and brave.
Bruce was powerful, sad, and perfectly tragic.
But when Babybird shrieked, yelled out in happiness and excitement and tried to wiggle out of Dick's arms with a sunshine beam and grabby hands?
Her father was a love song.
"Jay," The name sounds like Bruce is choking. His eyes are burning with tears, marching directly to Dick, " Jay? Jay!"
" Wh--"
"Dada!" Babybird, -- Jason? They only now noticed the white curl bouncing on top of his head, ( their inner detectives groan) " Dadadada, pap papi pap,"
They can't do anything, frozen in place, as Bruce spends the following two hours planting a garden of kisses on Jason's cheeks, full with laughter, while they read and color and build blocks.
"Uh, Bruce? I'm...I'm gonna call Zatanna."
" In a minute."
" DAD, --"
" In a minute."
It wasn't just a minute. It was an entire week.
As ridiculous as it was? They were starting to get jealous.
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For all the Obi/Jango and Obi/Cody I put on this blog??? Yeah Obi-Wan and Quinlan have been Jedi married since they were 9-10 and found a book on how Jedi ceremonies work and had a Jedi handfasting ceremony with Bant as the officiant and their friends all there telling them they’re gonna get in trouble.
Anyways. Baby soulmates. They might have a couple kids together. But I don’t care if they stay together they just have decided their souls will be entwined for all eternity in the ether. Sometimes Quinlan blows Obi-Wan’s back out. Sometimes Quinlan watches someone else do it. We all have our kinks. Theirs is being jerks and no one will ever understand them as much as each other.
Obi-Wan puts salt in Quinlan’s caff and Quinlan never expects it. Quinlan tells all Obi’s boyfriends embarrassing stories. It’s rude.
So basically. They are The Ship. It’s just that any other romance in the fic happens to be side pairing to them being horribly codependent. I don’t care if Quinlan interrupts Obi-Wan’s date with Jango to complain about his relationship issues with *insert anyone here* Jango will just have to accept that Obi doesn’t even want to leave to go comfort Quin, but he WILL invite Quin to come over and cuddle BOTH of them (Jango is. Baffled. Is this a threesome??? Is he about to have a threesome??? Maybe he can hand Quinlan to Myles they might either fuck or fight to the death it’s okay him and Obi can watch. Like a movie) and Jango just. Accepts that.
People who date Obi just accept that he has two barnacles in the form of a very annoying Kiffar prince and what might be the Messiah of the outer rim???? They’re not quite sure about the growling blonde, but he’s sure adorable. Jango watched him kill a man with the power of his brain that one time. He wants to keep him. And study him.
Obi just. Comes with category 5 clingers.
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