#“Bat didn't you say you were heading back to the cave go fucking back to the cave and shut up” ok

[bat-the-misfit]

half of the world talking about the barbie movie, the other half talking about nimona and then there's me, Uncle Bat, still waiting for the goofiest teen mystery movie brazil will ever make

#“wow Bat you came back from the dead just to say that???” yes #my hiatus was broken just so i could say that #now lemme get back to my cave #this TMJ live action pic is still on my mind 24/7 #i think about this movie every day #i stalk the cast members just to see if they post anything about the movie but they DON'T #THEY'RE MAKING ME SUFFER WITH THEIR SILENCE #specially Yuma Ono he NEVER said anything about playing Do Contra #which is my favorite character since i was 6 i NEED INFORMATION ABOUT HIM IN THE LIVE ACTION #WE'VE BEEN WAITING ON THIS MOVIE SINCE LIKE 2012 OR SMTH WE. NEED. INFO. #I NEED TO SEE ANY PIC OR ANYTHING ABOUT DO CONTRA IN THE MOVIE I NEED TO KNOW I NEED TO KNOW I NEED TO KNOW #“Bat didn't you say you were heading back to the cave go fucking back to the cave and shut up” ok #but just bc i'm freaking out for no information #i will pretend everything's ok in my life and this movie doesn't exist #i will pretend i don't want to choke Yuma for being ashamed of the character he played hahahaahaaha :)) #BYE LOL GOOD BARBIE AND NIMONA MOVIE FOR Y'ALL #tio morcego tá pistola

[rboooks]

DC X DP fic: Legal Compensation

Bruce Wayne doesn't know what sick monster would think it is funny to ruin Jason's grave, but when an alert arrives at the cave, he's flying towards the cemetery intending to find out.

And teach them some respect.

Of course, he knows Jason's not in there- not after his son returned with more hate and rage than a person- but it was still his last resting place.

He barely acknowledges Tim and Damian pulling up beside the Batmobile, each on their own bike while Dick, Steph, and Cass fly above him. They all got the alert. None of them are happy.

When they arrive, it's to see a teenager happily whistling as he shovels away layers of dirt. The stranger is in a white and black hoodie, a neon green ghost crossing from the front to the back, and his white hair with glowing green eyes lets them know it's not a human.

Or if it is, then not an average human. Meta, based on how he picks up way more dirt than he should be able to lift with his glowing green shovel.

They also see Jason get there first, his eyes glowing in Pit Rage and .points a gun to the back of the teenager's head. Bruce opens his mouth to shout, Damian manages to throw a ninja star, but they are far too late.

Jason pulls the trigger. A large bang is heard across the cemetery. The teenager drops into the deep hole he is making.

The family can only watch as the Pit Rage disappears from Jason's mind, and horror creeps onto his face as he realizes what he has done. It's too late now, though. The child is dead.

Bruce feels sick to his stomach- and then The teenager stands up, his head reforming in terrible familiar green liquid. The family forms a protective circle around a frozen Jason as the teenager turns around to look at them with Lazarus' green eyes and smiles.

Smiles at Jason with far too bright eyes. "I found you! I didn't realize you already left your grave, but that makes things easier. Jason Peter Todd, yes?"

"Who are you?" Bruce demands, stepping before his second oldest.

The white hair boy's smile becomes wider- if that's possible. "I'm Phantom. I'm working on behalf of the Ghost King."

Damian hisses, "What does the most powerful being in the multiverse want with Todd?"

"Baby Bat?" Dick asks without really asking.

"The Ghost King is the ruler of the Infinite Realms. The place where grandfather harvests the Lazarus Pit."

That's not good.

The teenager laughs. "The very same. He wants me to offer Legal Compensation to Mr. Todd."

"Legal Compensation? For what?" Tim asks this time.

"The glitch. See, Mr.Todd wasn't supposed to die- he was supposed to break the door and crawl to safety while the bomb jammed. At the same time, the Master of Time was preoccupied with another dimension saving the lives of six very important people to the Ghost King from a junk food explosion. Because of that, he was not there to control time correctly, creating a glitch in this universe's time flow. It speeded up certain areas, in your case, the location of the bomb's jam, making it explode earlier than it should have. He corrected it by bringing you back, but you were in a grave by that point. The Master of Time realized the grave injustice this was, so he sent me as legal Compensation."

That.... was a lot.

"How are you legal compensation?" Jason growls.

"Well, those people were just as important to me as the Ghost King. Since you lost your life due to the incident, I will give you my natural life here as a human for you to use." The teenager's form shifts after an ample bright light, and suddenly they are looking at a perfectly black hair blue eye average looking human who smiles happily at them. "Ta-da! So what do you want me to do first, Master Todd?"

"No." Jason hisses, looking angrier than he's ever looked before. Bruce can't say he doesn't feel the same way. "No, the Master of Time does not get to kill me. Go oopsie-daisy and then send me a fucking slave as an apology!"

"Not a slave- more of a- ugh Bulter!" The teenager argues, trying to crawl out of the hole and falling down, into a heap as he oversteps. "Wow, being a full human is going to get some getting use to."

"No!" Jason yells, turns around, and walks away.

"Wait! Wait! Master Todd, wait for me!" The teenager calls desperately, but Jason disappears into the shadows of Gotham without a backward glance. The boy slides into the mudd, voice muffled as he screams.

Steph takes pity on him offering her hand to help him out of the hole. "What's your name, by the way?"

"Phantom." The teenager says with a grateful smile taking the hand and climbing out. He gives the rest of the family an awkward smile "Danny Phantom"

Bruce ends up with another son by the following day. Jason ends up with a restless wanna-be butler who follows him everywhere, trying to serve him. The fact he cure his Pit Madness didn't seem to even register with him.

Jason wants Danny to leave him alone and quit the "I must spend the rest of my human life providing for your every whim". It's getting creepy.

#dc x dp crossover #Legal Compensation #Part 1 #Clockwork stepping in for Danny messed up other timelines #The glitch that brought Jason todd was that #Danny is now a full human meant to serve Jason as a sorry #Or is he????

[toecrust69]

Hi! I’m not sure if you’re still taking requests but if you are, can I ask for one, Batfam x vigilante!male!reader (or gn, idc) The reader is a teen (younger than Tim and older than Damian). He’s like super smart and knows martial arts and is a total badass. The bat family has been trying to catch him for a year now. The reader just stopped a drug dealing, near the docks and was about to go back to patrolling but nightwing and Robin show up. They fight for a bit and robin kicks the reader in the water. The reader is exhausted too and passes out. Nightwing sees the reader not coming back up and dives in and rescues him. They take him back to the bat cave, put him in like a cell and the batfam starts questioning him. They find out he’s a kid and a orphan and ALSO knows who they are, bruce decides to adopt him (the reader and Robin not wanting that) but Bruce says something like since the readers just a kid and he already knows their identity, might as well adopt him and keep a eye on him. Thank youuuuu, I hope you can do this! Sorry if it’s a bit much <3

Super Cool Title

Tw: profanity but honestly who cares, bad writing, bad fight scenes

Authors note: don't worry about it at all! I hope u enjoy <3 Also, the reader is gender-neutral so I'm gonna try my best to not use any pronouns. Please let me know if you find any mistakes and I will fix them as soon as possible. Also, I changed some stuff up, so I hope you don't mind.

Enjoy!

The harsh wind hit you as you jumped from rooftop to rooftop.

You'd occasionally go down if you ever heard a noise, but so far, you haven't.

It was a quiet night.

Quiet nights weren't common in Gotham, but every time there was one, something happened by the end of it.

You didn't know if it was some sort if curse put on Gotham but you honestly wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.

You landed on a bridge overlooking a river, but you must be been too deep in thought to notice the loud thud behind you.

You did, however, hear the familiar voice of Robin behind you.

"ow," he hissed.

You whipped your head back to look at him and saw him there, on the ground, holding his knee to his chest.

You stifled a laugh as you crochet down in front of him, but still a few feet apart.

"What's wrong?" you began mockingly, "I thought Robins could fly, so why did you fall?".

"Fuck you," he hissed through gritted teeth.

You rolled your eyes and stared patiently at him, waiting for him to give up and ask for help.

He sensed your heavy gaze on him and glanced up at you.

"What" he demanded— rather aggressively might I add— but you decided to ignore it.

You pretended to pick at your nails then said; "oh, nothing much... Just waiting for you to swallow your pride and ask me for some much-needed help."

You smirked when his glare hardened, clearly annoyed.

He clearly wasn't giving up any time soon, so you decided to take manors into your own hands.

Standing up, you fished a mini med kit from your pockets and walked towards him.

He didn't seem to notice you until you were crouched down in front of him —closer this time— examining his seemingly hurt ankle.

He squirmed in your touch and yelled profanities at you as you tried to calm him down and keep him still.

"What do you think you're doing!? Let go of me you mo-"

"Shut up!" your voice was stern which seemed to help him follow your orders. "Stop moving so much— I can barely see what's wrong"

A quiet moment passed and soon you were bandaging his ankle.

"Why are you here, anyway?" you asked. "Still trying to catch me?" you teased with a smirk as you finished wrapping his ankle.

It wasn't a secret that Batman and his family had been trying to catch you for a little over a year now; there had been many articles written about the latest fight between you and Batman.

And, you guessed it, Batman never won.

*sigh*, you're just too cool for your own good...

A mischievous smirk graced his lips as he spoke, "Yes, was it too obvious?".

Before you could process what he was saying, he was launching himself at you and you were on the ground with him hovering only inches above you.

He raised his fists to punch you, but you caught it before it got the chance to.

Kicking him off of you, you stood up and watched as he struggled to do the same.

Your breaths were heavy and you brought your fists and guard down.

You couldn't help but feel bad for the kid. He was still young— younger than you. You know what it feels like to–

Suddenly, you were pushed to the ground, again, with somebody hovering atop you.

The fall was so hard that it knocked the air out of your lungs, but you still managed to crane your neck up to see who it was, only to have a hand planter on your head, twisting it back to where it once was.

"You good, Robin?" ah, you recognized that voice— it was Nightwing.

He nodded his head and pointed to his bandaged ankle. "Yes, I'm okay," he pointed at you, "This imbecile here helped me out".

With his other hand, Nightwing took both of your wrists and held them together as makeshift handcuffs.

Before you could speak, Nightwing beat you to it. "Oh, is that so?" he said mockingly, "I didn't know you had it in ya. Thanks for helping him out but we gotta take you back now."

You groaned. Not this shit again, you thought.

But you weren't going to go without a fight.

He stood up, picking you up in the process. He held you flush against his back and leaned down to whisper in your ear, "You won't escape this time".

You took this position to your advantage and turned your head to face him. Before he could react, you swept your tongue over his cheek.

He stumbled back in disgust and touched his cheek with his hand. He glanced down at his hand in disgust and you took the opportunity to high kick him in the face.

He stumbled back into the ground with a groan and held his now broken and bloody nose.

You turned to face Robin who was now standing up, ready to fight.

He launched himself at you once again but you punched him in the face before he could reach you.

Dumbass, you thought.

He fell to the ground, clearly embarrassed, and you circled him before speaking.

"Say, Robin, was you falling and getting hurt all part of your plan to —unsuccessfully— catch me again?" you taunted.

His glare hardened on you but then glanced behind you.

You didn't think much of it until you realized that he was starting at something behind you.

You couldn't even turn your head fully before you felt somebody hit your back, causing you to stumble forwards.

But you fought yourself before you could fall (again), and turned to face the culprit.

There you saw Nightwing again, in a fighting position.

Fuck not agai-

Your thoughts were quickly interrupted by another fight between both Nightwing and Robin.

You might've been strong when fighting with one of them, but not with two of them.

The whole thing was a blur, but all you know is that you somehow ended up tumbling down the bridge rather ungracefully.

Panting, Dick turned to Damian and saskef if he was okay.

"You good?"

"Yes", he responded through labored breaths. "Now all we have to do is bring them back and hope we don't end up getting our asses beat again".

"yeah, you gotta admit they're pretty good."

Damian nodded reluctantly in response. He glanced down at the water and then asked "Why haven't they come up yet?"

He shook his head mindlessly, still trying to catch his breath, when he realized–

"Holy shit where are they!?"

Dick frantically looked down at the water, Damian following suit.

They stared in horror as tiny air bubbles made their way up to the surface.

Before Damian could, Dick dove down into the water to get you.

The last thing you remember before blacking out was Robin— aka Damian— kicking you into the water with Nightwing— aka Dick— by his side.

Yeah, that's right, you know their identity.

You had to admit it took you a while to figure it out, but when you did, you honestly weren't that surprised.

What did surprise you, however, was how quickly you found Superman's identity.

That and how he hid it.

God, the people of Gotham can be so stupid sentimes

I mean— he had the money and the family, so why not?

Anyways, that's not important.

What is important, however, was for you to get out of here.

You had woken up about five minutes ago, but you made no move to show it.

You tried your best to gather some information on where and how you got here.

But that was easier said than done when you were put in the hospital room that was boarded off from the rest of what you assumed to be the Batcave.

Suddenly, the door opened and you heard two heavy footsteps enter the room, along with a light one.

"How do you find them?" a deep voice, who you assumed was Bruce, asked.

"This little demon spawn here kicked them into the water and they passed out", Dick explained.

"Hey!" Damian hissed. "I already said I was sorry", his voice sounded lower and a bit guilty than before.

Bruce only hummed, stepping closer to you and it took everything in you not to freak out.

He reached his hand out to brush a strand of hair from your face and you internally thanked him because that strand had been tickling and annoying you since you woke up.

"Well, they're something" he started plainly and they simply hummed in response.

The door opened and another set of step walked in.

"What did you find on them?" Bruce asked the mystery person.

"Well, they live in an orphanage not too far from here. Actually, its the same one Dick grew up in." his voice was tired, deep, and familiar... Ah! Tim, aka Red Robin

He continued, "Their mom and dad died a couple years ago in a car accident driving and left an inheritance of 3,000 dollars that they will get once they turn 18. Oh! And I think they know our identity"

What? How the fuck did he-

"How the fuck do you know that?!" Damian asked, earning a light slap from Bruce.

"Language!" he demanded and you could practically hear him rolling his eyes.

"Oh, because they've been awake this whole time and they have a whole Google slide about us."

Fuck.

Your eyes snapped open and everybody turned to look at you.

An awkward beat passed when Dick finally broke the this atmosphere.

"I knew that".

You stood in front of the Batcomputer, arms crossed over your chest, as you watched the chaos fold right in front of you.

You changed out the hospital gown and borrowed one of Tims's old shirts that fit you like a glove.

Everybody was screaming at one another and all you did was lean back and quietly munch away on one of alfreds cookies.

His cookies were delicious and you'd gladly sell your soul for the recipe.

Speaking of Alfred, he walked up beside you with a tiny metal tray holding more cookies and gestured at you to take some more.

You gladly accepted with a small 'thank you' and he was on his way.

Jason had arrived not that long ago when he heard that they finally caught you.

He was mainly arguing with Damian and Bruce but you honestly didn't care all that much.

All you could focus on were the damn cookies.

What did catch your attention, however, was Bruce's next words.

"Why don't I just adopt them!? They already know our identity and they'd make a great addition to the family and team!" he screamed.

"Hell no" you and Damian screeched at the same time while everybody else kept quiet.

You briefly glanced at Damian only for him to look around the now quite room.

They seemed to be considering it.

Damian let out a sarcastic and breathy laugh. "There's no fucking way you're actually considering this, Father", he muttered under his breath but still loud enough for everybody to hear.

His voice was almost as small as he felt.

"For once, I agree with him" you said, pointing at him.

"Aw, look, they're both already getting along like siblings." Jadon pointed at you, "I'm gonna call you demon spawn 2.0" Jason teased and smirked.

You and Damian both snapped your heads at him and gave him the coldest glare you could muster at the same time.

Usually, Jason wouldve cowered away in fear but he was too busy laughing his ass off at the resemblance.

You both rolled your eyes and turned back to face Bruce and the others. At the same time without realizing it.

Again.

Some of them were holding back laughter while the rest had their mouth open in shock.

Damian tilted his head and you asked, "What?".

They shook their heads and went back to what they were talking about.

"Well, I don't see why not" Cass started from her spot on the table. "They already know our identity —like you said —and we could always train them to be better".

Everybody else nodded in agreement except for you and Damian, who stared in shock.

"I can't belive this-!"

"You can't be serious-!"

You and Damian spoke at the same time, causing both of you to snap your head ad glare at one another before turning your head again.

Bruce brought up a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose and sighed in annoyance.

He muttered random words under his breath for a moment as everybody stared at him in confusion.

He eventually snapped his head up and finally spoke; "It's final," he pointed at you, "you're getting adopted," he pointed and Damian, "and you two are getting along"

You both stared at him for a brief second, disbelief written all over your face as you began protesting rather loudly.

Bruce finally snapped and turned to look at you both. "I said it's final! You can't change my mind!" His voice was stern, and a bit scary, so you stayed quiet.

He sighed in relief once you actually shut up.

He turned his back to face you, muttering to himself again.

You leaned over to Damian and whispered, "does he do that often?".

Damian leaned in a bit too and answered, "yeah, but don't worry, you'll get used to it".

You nodded absently and straightedge your back again when Bruce turned to look at you two again

"See!" He gestured at you two, "you're already getting along well. Jason was right, now stop whining." He began walking away.

They're already making me grow white hairs, he thought

Jason dramatically gasped at his words and followed behind him. "What was that!?"

Finally! Im done! I really hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as I love writing this. I'm really proud of how this turned out and I'm honestly kinda surprised that I managed to finish this quickly

-toes<3

#fake scenarios #fanfiction #batfam x reader #platonic #toes<3 #x reader #dick grayson x reader #damian x reader #damian wayne x reader #dick x reader #dick grayson x y/n #batfam x batsis #batfam x y/n #batfam x you #batfam x male reader #batfam x female reader #batfam x gn reader #x gn reader #damian wayne x batsis #x yn #x you #fluff #angst

[jellyjays]

im on a road trip and bored out of my mind so my brain has demanded that i continue this post.

so, withour further ado:

With a Ghostly Heart.

Bruce sat in the batcave, staring at the camera feeds and videos from all over Gotham.

Each showed a figure that was far too familiar.

Bruce knew that it was a trick. Some kind of ploy, some kind of mind-game to make him forget himself in his mourning.

Each feed was minorly corrupted when the trickster (that was what it was- that was not his son) appeared.

The trickster appeared confused- though it knew Gotham like the back of its hand, clearly, it struggled to get about while exhibiting erratic and strange behavior. It would occasionally float, pass through walls, turn invisible, or fly without thinking, then turn back on its actions as if it had to think about acting normal.

Bruce was struggling to comprehend what the trickster wanted- whenever Bruce approached, it fled, and Bruce could never find it when it fled. It only showed up when it got sloppy, which Bruce didn't understand. It seemed to forget it could be seen, which didn't make any sense.

So, Bruce was struggling.

This thing, this trickster with his son's face, was beyond Bruce's comprehension.

"Bruce, you're overworking again," Dick chastizes from behind Bruce's chair, turning it so Bruce faced his first son. "I'm as confused as you are, but you need to go to bed."

"I'm not-"

"Bruce, Dick, online, now," Babs' voice rang from the bat computer into the cave, before an audio feed started playing.

"Danny, pick up, Ancients damn it! Fucking asshole..."

That was Jason's voice. The trickster had copied Jason's voice, too.

The other end of the line picked up and the trickster audibly sighed.

"Before you say anything, Danny, Babs is listening. Now come pick me up, I ended up in Gotham."

"Jason! Oh, Ancients, I thought you were- well, you're already dead, but you know what I mean."

"Not as dead as I was. I'm... my body is back? I'm partly alive. Sort of? We'll have to ask Frostbite or Vlad what's up with it. You'll have to teach me your ways."

"Jason... does this mean I'll have to exclude you from the dead jokes from now on?"

"Oh, piss off. I'm still more dead than your half-alive ass, and you get a part in them. I have more of a right to death jokes than you ever will, Pinnochio."

"Oh, you wound me. I'll be there in fice wait for me somewhere safe."

"You got it, your majesty."

"Oh, shut it. I'll kill you for that, I will."

"I'd like to see you try, my liege."

The line clicks, and there was silence for a moment.

"I know you're listening, Bruce. Let me rest. My afterlife is mine, and I'm not ready to have you in it."

And with that, the audio cut out.

Bruce puts his head in his hands.

"Fuck."

#dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #batfam #batman #dc #dick grayson #gotham #nightwing #jason todd

[imfinereallyy]

For the dialogue prompts steddie #14

Ask, and you shall receive :) from the dialogue prompts found here

14. “I know you’re the president of the Anti-Social Club, but why don’t you join me?”

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Steve couldn't believe he had agreed to this. He was in hell, for sure. Steve would take the Upside Down over being back here in Hawkins High. But he just couldn't say no to Robin. He had begun to think it was near impossible to say no to her. Especially when her voice got raspy and sad, and she did that fucking head tilt.

Steve honestly wasn't sure how Rob hadn't managed to get laid yet. She was charming when she didn't try. Steve wasn't even remotely attracted to her, the girl was his sister at this point, and yet she had managed to make him melt repeatedly. The only people who had managed to make him cave without romantic feelings involved were the kids, so she had to have some sort of game.

Still, Steve can't believe he gave in to the prom.

Robin had wanted to go so badly, though, which had surprised him. Very conformist of Robin, but Steve understood the need to fit in, even in your last moments. And Robin had told him if she didn't get to go with who she really wanted, if she didn't get to go with a girl, she wanted to go with her best friend. So sue him; he caved and went to prom with her.

"I'm not wearing a tie." He had told her.

He was wearing a fucking tie. Purple to match her dress.

The only thing that made it better was Eddie was stuck with him in his misery.

"Look at them." Eddie nodded to the dancefloor from his seat. Apparently, Eddie's weak point had been Nancy, of all people. And he wasn't even attracted to her (he'd insisted on the matter, in fact. And considering his own friendship with Robin, he was inclined to believe him). They had become weird friends over the past few months. So much so that Eddie came to the one place he swore would only see him for graduation. Steve had to admire Eddie's commitment to the friendship.

Steve was also pretty sure Eddie was terrified to say no to Nancy.

Steve looked in the direction Eddie pointed at. There, in the middle of the dancefloor, were Robin and Nancy giggling, dancing like maniacs. Ironically, maniac was playing.

Steve's early tension eased a bit at the sight. If Steve coming had gotten Robin to smile like that, it was worth the bad memories that came with the school gym.

"How long before Nance makes a move on her, you think?"

Eddie raised his eyebrows, and looked taken aback by Steve's question. "Bold to assume they are into each other, Harrington."

Steve snorted, "Not really. I know you know about Robs, so it's not like I'm outing her. Wouldn't do that. And sure, Nancy hasn't said anything. But I dated her for over a year. I know what she looks like when she's in love with someone."

"Aaah yes, the star-crossed lovers of Hawkins High. How could I forget about the lovebirds."

Steve looked at Eddie across the table, "No she never looked at me like that. I meant Jonathan."

"Oh," Eddie whispered. Steve wasn't hurt by the assumption; he was past that. Well, he was trying to be. He didn't love Nance like that anymore, but the way it ended had left its mark.

Steve felt a bit of envy as he looked at the two girls, now slow dancing. He wanted that. To dance with someone like no one was watching. To hold someone. He never got that.

"I think probably soon, to answer your question from earlier. I'm a little jealous, I have to admit. No one bats an eye at two girls dancing."

Steve wrinkled his nose in confusion, "What, you not gonna dance Munson?"

It was Eddie's turn to snort. "Um, no, Steve. I've never done it, and even if I could, the ladies aren't really who I would want to dance with. Believe it or not, my time with the bats was a one-off. I prefer to be alive, and this town wouldn't take too kindly to my dance partner preferences.

Steve's heart stuttered for a moment. Something ignited in his chest. Something that couldn't be confused with anything other than hope. "What?"

Eddie stared for a second, "Dude. I'm gay."

"No I got that. It's just, you've never danced with someone? Like ever?"

Eddie laughed, "C'mon man don't be surprised."

Steve suddenly stood up and extended his hand. "C'mon."

"Harrington, did you not hear a word I just said. Besides, I'm not going to give these assholes a show."

Steve let out an exasperated sigh, "Look, I know you’re the president of the Anti-Social Club, but why don’t you join me? I have an idea, and I promise nothing bad will happen to you on my watch.”

Eddie hesitated but grabbed Steve's hand. Eddie was stiff as Steve dragged him from his seat.

Steve walked them through the double doors of the gymnasium and out into the hallway. Eddie let out a confused yelp. "What—where are we going, Steve?"

"Just trust me."

Eddie stayed silent the rest of the way until they reached O'Donnell's classroom. "Are you seriously taking back here? Is this a joke?"

"No, I just know she's the only teacher who doesn't lock her door. C'mon." Steve walked Eddie inside the room and shut the door. Luckily, the desks had all been stacked and pushed to the sides of the room, so there was plenty of open space for his plan.

"Okay, so, put your hands around my neck. We are going to do this the easy way instead of the traditional way."

"Ooo, kinky Stevie. Didn't know you were into that." Eddie listened anyway and threw his arms over Steve's shoulders, connecting his hands at the base of Steve's neck.

A blush spread over Steve's face. "Shut up. You knew what a meant."

Eddie gave his first genuine laugh of the night in response.

Steve placed his hands on Eddie's hips. He took a moment to collect himself before proceeding. Steve could feel the warmth of Eddie's hips through the fabric of his black button-up. It was thrilling to be able to feel him this way. Steve had always imagined him to be cold, but he was pleasantly surprised by the outcome. It fit Eddie to be warm; the man was a ball of sunshine despite his outward appearance.

After a moment, Steve started to sway them back and forth. "Move with me, Munson. There is no one around."

Eddie obeyed easily. "Ya know, when you claimed me the president of the anti-social club, I thought, ya know, we were going to be social."

"You are being social, Eddie, just being social with me. Besides, you want me to stop?"

Eddie whispered, "No. It's nice." Eddie leaned his forehead against Steve's as they continued to sway.

Steve began to hum under his breath. The music from the gym was too far away to make out any sort of beat. He decided to make his own music, just for Eddie.

Eddie giggled, "Are you humming 'Dreams' by Fleetwood Mac right now?" He rubbed his thumbs against the nape of Steve's neck.

Chills went down Steve's spine at the contact. He would have to remember to thank Robin later on for dragging him to prom, for giving him this moment. "Yea, you got a problem with that?" Steve's tone wasn't mean but scratchy and raw. Vulnerable. He didn't want to do anything to break the moment.

"It's perfect," Eddie said as he looked directly into Steve's eyes.

"Good." Steve brushed his lips against Eddie's. Then he sang in a whisper against his mouth,

"It's only me who wants to wrap around your dreams/And have you any dreams you'd like to sell?"

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This was a cute one to write; thanks for the prompt. hope it lives up to what you wanted :)

Sorry if this feels rushed; I accidentally posted it before it was finished at first, so I panicked to go back and made the final edits.

#steddie #steddie prompt #my writing #fluff #steve harrington #happy ending #robin buckley #platonic stobin #platonic nancy and eddie #eddie munson #stranger things #thank you for the submission! #nancy wheeler #wholesome #fleetwood mac #why is every fleetwood mac song a love song and a break up song at the same time #its kinda amazing #i tag alot im sorry #steddie writing #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve harrington needs a hug

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

I have a baby bat ask!

Did Crysta ever struggle with some downsides of raising babies? Like did she ever struggle with postpartum depression or did any of the babies have colic? Parenthood is already a challenge without the vampire aspect.

Side question, how did the boys go about adjusting to their own fatherhood challenges and being supportive of their baby mama?

Thank you for the Ask, Lav! I'm glad to answer your questions about the coven! ^^

Warnings: long ass rambling, postpartum, mentions of arguing, sick babies, a lot of angst and heavy topics will be mentioned!

To put it short: Yes. Raising the Baby Bats was tough and each had their trials. I think even adding the fact they were Vampires is what made it rather difficult, cause they couldn't just take them to get check ups or doctor visits- and Chrysta could only go and get checked up the first two births before she was turned as well.

Especially after birth issues with Jenny- who was pretty premature. Chrysta was still human when she had had Annie then Jenny, but it even after Annie was born it was obvious her body wasn't gonna be able to handle more Vampire births with her as a human.

It was extremely hard for her to adjust- especially when the boys would leave half the time at night to go hunt and be on the boardwalk, and she'd be left for a couple hours taking care of them by herself with no idea what she was doing.

She felt alone, more alone than she though she would. She didn't want to say anything out of guilt thinking it was her fault to just up assume the boys would get into the swing of this new page in their lives. To be rowdy, wild bikers straight into being daddy's was something she knew you probabaly didn't get the hang of quick.

Recovery was hard. She could barely stand half the time and she was exhausted chasing around a toddler while taking care of Jenny with a sore body and pounding head all the time. Some nights, all Chrysta could do was hand Jenny to Dwayne or Anastasia and just give up. Nothing she could do could stop the crying and screaming. She'd spend hours sobbing till she fell sleep in her nest.

The boys did everything they could do to try and console and support her, but the first few months Chris was born Chrysta was getting overwhelmed.

And finally, one night of crying, hair pulling, fussy, hungry, teething babies, screams of protests for no bedtime, and frustrated mates, David swiftly pulled her aside by the arm and whispered something that shattered her heart.

"Go away."

She couldn't even say anything but look at him almost distraught.

"Run away. Don't come back till dawn. Do you understand me?"

She wanted to quite literally tell him to fuck off. But she was so weak she couldn't bother. She couldn't even tell him anything but nod and pathetically walk out of the ruins of the hotel.

She spent that night mostly walking around the beach and exploring some shops along the boardwalk, and when it got quiet and finally closed, she began her trek home, feeling more like a petty excuse of a mother than anything.

But as she entered the cave, it was quiet. No screaming no crying, no girls running around causing chaos to be seen, all put to bed for the morning, just the boys all sat around watching a small fire, a finally sleeping Chris cuddled up in the crook of David's arm.

Nothing was said as she joined the group near the fire, resting against Paul's side. She just stayed there till she'd fall asleep.

#OMG ITS SO LONG IM SO SORRY 😭 #I hope this answered your question!!! I'm so so sorry if I kinda went off in something else if so- #cherry rambles #cherry answers #ask #the lost boys #tlb #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #fruitbats🦇🍒 #tlg #tlg au #the lost girls au

[hippiemisfit]

Hush (J.K.) 24

Chapter 24- The Truth

pairings: jungkook x oc reader

word count: 7,632

warnings: angst, caught in a lie, attempted murder, choking, attempted drowning, crazed jungkook

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"Are you Jungkook?" I asked.

"What?" He responded.

"Are you Jungkook?" I asked again, getting irritated.

"What made you ask me that?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.

I tilted my head and arched my eyebrow, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

He shook his head no and chuckled nervously, "No I don't think you're stupid. I just don't know why you would ask me that question."

I rolled my eyes at him and pointed to his lips. "Jungkook has a mole under his lips just like you do."

"A mole? Is he the only person to exist that has a mole under his lip? It's just a coincidence, babe I'm not seeing the where you're getting the whole are you Jungkook connection from."

Is he serious?

"People have almost slipped up multiple times and either called you Jungkook or Hoodie when you're "Jungkook". And right after I meet you, Jungkook suddenly appears too? I'm more observant than you think. When you're not around Jungkook is around and vice versa. And do you know what the crucial piece of evidence was?"

"What?" he asked, crossing his arms against his chest. 

"You have the same green eyes. I've never seen that hue of green before and I've only seen it on you and him. I guess you forgot to change your eye color when you first appeared as him but then recently you claimed to be wearing contacts. I mean, how well were you trying to conceal your identity?"

He smiled and let out a chuckle, "I was waiting to see how long it would take you to piece everything together."

I punched his shoulder, "So what, it was fun for you to fuck with me like that. Making me think I was two timing the both of you but it was really just you try this whole time. The fuck!"

I tried to get up but he quickly uncrossed his arms and held me down by my hips down.

"Let go of me." I said, trying to pry his hands off of me but to no avail.

He pulled me closer so that are chests were touching.

"Look, I don't know what was going through my brain at first when I first appeared as him, well me without the haze and hood. But I knew you wouldn't have let me get close to you at first if I was myself so I was myself without you knowing. Hell, I even had to text and write what I was saying so that you couldn't tell right off the bat that it was me by my voice. I could've changed my appearance but I chose not to."

"So that time in my woman cave when you "took over" Jungkook's body what was that?"

"Oh I had just gotten tired of typing all day and that Carter dude had pissed me off so I was over it."

"You should've been over lying to me!" I screamed in his face.

He shook his head no, "Oh but I wasn't. It was kind of like a game almost to see when you were going to put the pieces together and confront me, didn't think you would do it now though." He had the audacity to look amused at the situation at hand.

"How egotistical of you." I said seething.

"How so? Look babe you were falling for him/me and falling for me/me. I'm Jungkook and Jungkook is me, the same person. Hell towards the end I was making easier for you to get it."

I scoffed, "Yea? How were you making it easier? The only thing you were doing was getting jealous of yourself."

"I can admit I was jealous that you liked that me more than this me but I let it go because well it was still me," he said smiling. "But remember the restaurant I took you to, recall the name?"

I had to think back to the name of the place. We had pulled up to it and I hadn't recognized it and I've lived here all my life.

What was it?

Oh, The Hoodied Figure.

I know he read my mind because his smile grew, "See, that was a huge hint on my part so you're welcome." He said flicking my nose.

I felt a tear fall out of my eye from my stupidity in all of this. "Fuck you. Why are you still wearing this stupid mask when I know the truth?" I said ripping the mask off of his face.

The initial shock of seeing this face under the mask hit me hard. Even though this whole time we've been talking about him being Jungkook, it still hurts to see his face underneath the hood.

Jungkook is Hoodie and Hoodie is Jungkook. It's weird to hear Hoodie's voice coming out of Jungkook's mouth.

"I want to go home now. I don't want to be here anymore. Let me go." I said sniffling.

He shook his head no. "No we just got in the tub. This was supposed to be about you but you had to go and try to ruin it. Come on relax, you got what you wanted right, me and me. The best of both worlds all right here. Let's just take a bath and then we can go to bed. So, here let me-" he grabbed a loofah from beside us and tried to wash my back but I smacked his hand away.

"I don't need you to do that for me, I can do it for myself. I don't even want you to touch me. Give it here;the quicker I get out of here, the faster I can leave." I said, a few more tears coming out. I tried to take it from his hand but he threw it behind me on the other side of the tub.

"Ugh!" I exclaimed as wrestled his hands off of me and went to grab the loofah. As I was just about to grab it, Hoodie no Jungkook grabbed me from behind and slammed me into his chest.

"Why are you so mad?" He asked, kissing my neck.

"Get off of me. Why wouldn't I be mad? You've been lying to me this whole time."

"If I had just lied just know, would that have been better? Cause I can just erase your mind and you'd be none the wiser. And you'd go back to being clueless about the whole thing."

I stopped thrashing around and took in his words. I quickly turned to face him, almost falling backwards into the water but he caught me. "Woah not so fast babe, you would've fallen if I didn't catch you." He said with a smug grin.

"Did you not hear what you just said? First off, lying would've definitely made this even worse. Can't you see how much this is affecting me now, do you know how much worse it would be if you let this go on for longer. Second, you just talked about erasing my memory like it's nothing. How many times have you done that?"

"Umm, just the once. Well, I didn't necessarily erase your memory, you know that, I just edited it. For your own good."

"My own good!?! How has any of this been for my own good?! Nothing that has happened so far has been for my own good! Let go of me!" I yelled pushing him away. I moved so that my back was against the bathtub's wall.

He ran his fingers through his hair out of frustration, "I don't  know how many times I have to tell you! There's stuff going on here that you can't know about just yet; shit there's stuff even I don't know! I've never even gotten this far before!" He pointed a finger in my face. "So fucking watch it ok! You're pissing me off!"

I got up into his face, "And what are you going to do about it if I don't "watch it"?"

His eyes turned black and he grabbed me by my throat. His grip was tight but not so tight that I couldn't breathe.

"So what now your going to kill me? Do it. Kill your soulmate that you claim that I am?" I eked out. His grip got tighter on my neck when he pulled my leg towards him and I fell under water.

I was thrashing everywhere and I know that the water was all over the floor by now. His grip on my neck tightened until I was seeing black. I clawed at his arms, trying to get his arms off of me. He pulled me up out of the water for a split second before he threw me back under. I could feel myself slowly losing consciousness. I closed my eyes and tried to fight him off but it was to no avail. As the darkness was starting to take over, I saw a flash of purple in the distance. The flash was miniscule at first but then it started to grow until it was a full blown flame. Its embers were floating off and the flame itself was drawing me in to touch it.

I subconsciously reached out to touch and I expected getting near it would scald me but instead the closer I got to it the colder it got. The second I made contact with it, it was like a feeling I've never felt before took over me. My eyes flew open, water flying out of the tub and next thing I knew, Jungkook was flying out of the tub as well, hitting the sink in the process. I took in a deep breath, gasping for breath. My throat was an inferno and tried to soothe the soreness of my throat by rubbing it. I tried to stand up but couldn't get my footing right. After a few seconds, I was able to get it together and got out of the tub.

I could feel my body temperature getting hot as I walked towards Jungkook, who was staring at me in awe. "Your eyes, look in the mirror," he said.

I glanced at myself in the mirror and had to do a double take. My eyes were glowing a vivid purple, just like the flame I saw in my subconsciousness. "What's happening to me?" I shrieked. I got closer to the mirror and took myself in. I appeared to be glowing, a light purple aura surrounding me. My skin became blemish free and my skin tone was evened out. My eyelashes seemed thicker and my lips fuller. I looked like myself but an alternate version of myself. I gently pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

"Is this a hallucination?" I whispered to myself. Jungkook came up behind me and caged me into the sink. There was claw marks on his arms and torso but with a blink of an eye they were gone.

"I knew I sensed something different about you after you came out of the room at the gala. Something felt a little off. Did you touch something in there?" he asked.

"I touched the petal of the lilly that was on the table and it pricked me. And of course the demon dug it's nails into my skin. Those are the only two things that I have a feeling would've done this to me, more so the flower given that it was glowing and now I'm glowing."

He nodded his hand and made a noise of agreement," I have a feeling it was the flower, like I said your aura was off since you were in there. I figured there'd be someway to activate whatever I was sensing but I couldn't figure out what."

I could feel my anger in me rising again, "And so one of your master plans was to drown me in the tub?"

He had the audacity to look sheepish," To be honest, I don't really know what I was thinking. I blacked out for the first time in eons. I don't know what came over me, but I know my intention wasn't to kill you. Like you said I wouldn't kill my soulmate, especially not after you just taunting me."

"What? Did you feel triggered or something?" I asked.

He shrugged his shoulders," I guess in a way, you can say I was. I don't know but I guess an inner part of me was threatened."

I sighed, "You know what, I'm just going to bed and let you clean this mess up. Also, you're sleeping on the couch tonight just to let you know." I said, pushing past him and into the bedroom.

"This is my apartment." I heard him retort back.

"And am I supposed to give a fuck," I replied walking into the closet. I looked through the hung clothes for something to wear and settled on an oversized t-shirt. I walked back into the bathroom and saw that he was actually mopping the floor. He must've snuck in behind me when I was in the bathroom because he was now underwear clad.

I glanced at myself in the mirror and saw that my eyes had returned to their normal color but that wasn't the only thing I noticed. "You have got to be kidding me!" I screamed.

He jumped slightly and almost dropped the mop. "What's wrong?"

I pointed at my head, "You got my hair all wet and I literally just flat ironed it before the gala. I swear if you weren't unkillable, I would kill you. We've had this conversation before, I am black, when my hair gets wet it curls and now I have to deal with this mop on top of my head. I told you that its a lot of work to maintain natural hair and you go and dunk my head underwater?!"

He raised his hands in defense, "Um, well there's the blow dryer and straightener under the sink which I know you know of so no need to glare so hard. Also, in your vanity in one of your drawers there's gel, edge control, and all the brushes you may need. There's more in there too, like the shampoo and conditioner that you use."

I eased up my glare some and said," I don't know whether to still be angry about what happened earlier or let the flattery that you went out and got those items for me win me over slightly."

He gave me a small smile," How about the latter?"

I smiled at him back at him, "How about no." I said dropping the smile I had plastered on. I walked out of the bathroom and back into the closet. I took a seat at the vanity and opened the bottom drawer to the left and there I found the products he was talking about. I took some leave in conditioner and some moisturizer and brushed it through my hair to get some of the tangles out. I decided on a simple slick back bun because today has drained me and I didn't feel like doing anything else. I left my edges undone because I decided to just do them in the morning, so I looked for something to tie my hair done with. I opened the drawer that was above the product drawer and saw that it had matching scarves and bonnets sets in it. I randomly grabbed and set and wrapped my hair up.

As I was placing the bonnet on my head, Jungkook walked in. I guess he finished mopping the floor because he started to pick out some pajamas. He settled on a green shirt and shorts set, that looked a tad bit see through but I couldn't really tell from over here. He proceeded to get dressed behind me and when he was finished, he looked up and we locked eyes. I quickly adverted my eyes. He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me, placing his chin on top of my head. Now that he was up close I saw that his pajamas were in fact see through, glad that he put his boxers on or something definitely would've been a distraction.

"Well it's a good thing that your eyes went back to normal or we would've had to go out and get you some contacts. Or claimed you were wearing contacts at school on Monday." He said.

Damn, how could I forget about school that quickly. Man I can't wait to graduate.

"Well maybe if someone had just minded their business then they wouldn't have changed color at all." I said.

"How was I not minding my business? I told you something felt off so I had to be sure and I was right. But you said that the flower on the table pricked you right?"

I nodded my head, "Yeah it was this pretty almost black lily. It seemed was almost like it was pulling me in honestly. The second I touched its thorns, it pricked me even drew a little blood."

He looked confused, "What color did you say the lily was?"

"It was a deep maroon color up close but it looked like it was black." I said.

"The flowers on the table were purple, not black."

I rolled my eyes," Are you trying to tell me that I hallucinated the color of the flowers now too? Because if you are, you can lift up off of me now."

He shook his head no," No, I promise that's not what I was getting at. I'm just saying that when I saw the flowers, they were purple. Like the color your eyes were. But I also didn't see them when we originally walked in the room."

I hummed," So either the flowers changed or someone changed the flowers." I let out a gasp and snapped my fingers before I turned around to face him, making his arms fall off of me," There was this voice/shadow thing that was talking to me before I had the whole demon attack happen."

His eyebrows raised," What voice/shadow?"

"Ok so imagine the voice that's on Michael Jackson's Thriller song but picture it ten times more sinister and at first there was just the voice but then it morphed into a shadow. It had tried to bargain with me and when I didn't do what it wanted, it sicked all the demons onto me. Shit even before that, it felt like it had nipped at my neck and shoved into me. What if he had something to do with flowers, because after I touched it that's when hell broke loose?"

He did a quick tilt of his head," I wouldn't know, honestly. But I guess that could be possible."

"Doesn't sound like a hallucination anymore, does it?" I asked smugly.

He simply shrugged his shoulders.

I rubbed my eyes out of frustration before hopping up off of the seat.

"Well enjoy the couch." I said before walking out of the closet. I got into the bed and snuggled into the comforter. I started to search for the remote and located it on the nightstand beside the bed. I guess in Hell they have Amazon fire TVs too , Netflix, Hulu, Disney+, and a prime video button on the remote. I switched the tv on and waited for it to turn on. I could see Jungkook looking at me from the closet door with his arms folded in my peripheral but I ignored him.

When the loading screen ended, I was met with Jin's smiling face. "Welcome to Hell Tv. While you're visiting us we want you to be as comfortable as possible. On this screen, you can browse channels, check out any attractions we have, and even the most popular restaurants in the area. Browse through our channels and find something that peaks your interest. We have plenty of genres from animation/ comedy to those channels where you have to lock the little ones out of the room." He winked," But who are we to judge, you're in Hell where sins are welcome. Enjoy." Then it started over like they do when you go the some hotels up on the Human realm.

I saw Jungkook rolled his eyes," The only people who have access to tvs here are me, him, archangels, and some of the higher demons. He only recorded that to piss me off and every tv I've gotten and that still pops up."

I let out a light chuckle and turned to look at him. He was looking at the TV with a grimace on his face. I took in him in silently, not over that I was seeing the true him, the him that I didn't even think I would believe was him. I still can't believe that he thought it was best to try and deceive me like that.

At that thought he turned to look at me. He was about to say something but I cut him off saying," Well I think the couch is calling for you, might want to go to it. Especially since you find my mind more interesting than the TV."

He rolled his eyes," I'd rather listen to you do literally anything than look and listen to Jin any day. But fine, I'll sleep on the couch if that'll make you happy."

I nodded, "Yep and can you turn the light off on your way out?"

He gave me a glare and was met with one back before he turned off the lights and walked out of the room. As I started to scroll through the channels, I heard a loud scrapping sound before Jungkook appeared in the doorway with his back towards me. As he made his way into the room, I saw that he dragged the couch out of the living room and now was putting it into the room.

"What are you doing?," I asked sitting up straight in the bed.

After he got the couch seated alongside the bed, he took in a deep breath and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.

I rolled my eyes. Drama queen.

"I brought the couch in here silly," he said panting as if he was genuinely out of breath.

I closed my eyes and sighed," I can see that. I'm asking what are you doing bringing the couch in here."

He smiled," Well  you said I had to sleep on the couch but you didn't say where the couch had to be located. So I brought it in here."

"And the reason why you are panting is? You told me you can lift anything but the couch can take you out?"

He smile grew wider and he let out a small chuckle," Had to sell it. Did it work?"

"No," I said deadpanned, falling back down onto the bed.

I saw him shrug his shoulders," Well I tried." He plopped down on the couch and pulled a blanket and two pillows from off of the bed.

It was silent as I scrolled through the channels finally settling on a channel that was just Family Guy episodes. The episode that was on had to be from the early seasons because Stewie was still talking about killing Lois.

I heard a few chuckles here and there from Jungkook as the episode went on until I didn't hear him make any noise anymore. I figured he was sleeping so I just turned the volume down a little and tried to laugh quieter. I could hear him shifting around on the couch before I heard him let out a loud sigh that scared the shit out of me because I thought his ass was asleep.

I looked over at him and he was already looking at me. I raised my eyebrow in question, wondering what he wanted.

"So are you still mad at me?" He asked softly.

"Yes I'm still mad at you. You almost killed me tonight in the tub and got my hair wet. So yeah, still pretty pissed." I said back.

"You know I could've done worse right?" He asked, his voice increasing slightly in volume.

"What do you mean "you could've done worse"?" I asked.

He lifted himself up so that his arms were resting on the bed, "If I wanted you to kill you, I would've done worse than just drowning you. I'm Death himself babe. With a blink of my eye people can die but I chose not to do that because that would be no fun for me. I mean, don't you remember those killings I made you commit. Not only were they to prepare you for what's to come, but they were for my enjoyment as well. I've lived a long life and seen a lot of things to not even be alive so I like to spice things up here and there. That night that Jimin was at your house, I was sending a soul to Hell, and then I could sense something was up with you so I came to you."

I could feel my temper rising, "And you're telling me this because?"

He gave me a creepy smile, "Oh I'm not finished. Remember how in the morning I was gone. Well, when you fell asleep, you snoring kind of loud by the way, I went back to visit the soul like I had promised him I would. You wanna know what I did?"

"No."

"So I went and found him after I left your place. He was on one of those hills that we saw when we got here. He was just about to go into the pit before I grabbed him. Can you believe he thought I was rescuing him and was going to take him to Heaven. Pathetic. Anyway, I took him to one of the torture chambers and well tortured him. I gouged his eyes out and fed them to him over and over again until I got bored, you know since he's dead they kept coming back but it hurt each time. Then I stuck about 20 knives into his legs and arms before I did my signature for pieces of shit like that which was cutting his tongue out. But like his eyes, it kept coming back so I had to get creative. I cut it with scissors, burned it off with a blowtorch, and even ripped it out with my barehands. And that was just me getting started. By the time I was done with him he wanted to just go back to the pit. I only stopped because Jin had to come in and intervene because he said I was having too much fun. It was so exhilarating."

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked starting to feel nauseous.

He climbed up higher on the bed until he was a breath away from me, wicked grin still plastered on his face, "I told you this so you'd see how lenient I was with you in the bathroom. That man did nothing but piss me off once and I did all that to him. So if I wanted you dead or even hurt, I would hurt you. That's what I wanted you to know."

"Take me home now," I said, breath shaky.

He laughed and booped my nose, "Why silly? I was just kidding, I would never torture you like I did him. Well, not physically at least so there's nothing to worry about." He said before he went back down to the couch.

"Are you threatening me?" I asked.

He shook his head no slowly, "Of course not, it's more of a warning really."

I felt something in me flare up at his words, "If you even try it, you'll face a wrath like you've never seen before." I said. My skin felt like it was vibrating.

He smiled, "There's those eyes again. How pretty."

I glared at him, "Yeah, so I suggest you back off."

"Or what? You don't even know how to control whatever this is." He said, tilting his head.

"I guess we'll have to find out then." I said mirroring his expression.

He pecked my cheek and said, "Guess we will." He finished off with a wink before he plopped back down on the couch.

I sat there in silence, trying to comprehend what just happened. I could feel myself calming down but I was still on alert.

Watching TV was out of the question now. I turned the tv off and laid back down. I turned so that I was facing him, never turn your back on your enemy they say.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," I heard him whisper in the dark. I kept quiet, pretending that I didn't even hear him.

I don't know if what and why what's going on with me is affecting him so bad but I need to figure it out. He can't keep snapping at me like this. I wonder if I could denounce being with him.

His head shot up first before his whole body made its way onto the bed and beside me. "You can't leave me, don't even think about it. I need you." He plopped himself on top of me and wrapped his arms around me in a bear hug. "Please, don't leave me."

I was about to throw him off of me but I felt something wet on my neck. I moved slightly and tried to move him off of my neck but he wouldn't budge. I heard a sniffle and now I know why my neck is wet. I can't believe the actual Death is crying on me right now.

"I have feelings too, you know. It's not that shocking really," he said, still sniffling.

"What's going on with you right now? One second you're being an asshole and the next you're crying into my neck. Are you ok?" I asked.

"I don't know." he mumbled, his sniffles dying down.

After a few minutes he raised his head and I was able to see his face. His eyes were bloodshot red and puffy.

"You're not going to leave me, are you?" he asked pouting.

"I can't answer that," I said honestly.

The second I said that, his face was back in my neck and was once again being crushed by his body.

Here we go again.

"Hoodie get up," I said.

He shook his head no.

I sighed," Why not?"

"Because you called me Hoodie and not my real name," he mumbled into my neck.

"That's my nickname for you, do you not want me to call you that anymore?"

He shook his head no, "You can still call me that just not right now. Call me Jungkook."

"Well then Jungkook can you get off me, it's time to go to sleep."

"Sleep like this." he said refusing to move when I tried to lift him off of me. Is this man made of bricks?

After a few attempts to get him off of me, I gave up and came to terms with the fact that he wasn't moving any time soon. I thought he had fallen asleep because his breathing had evened out until I heard him start to hum quietly.

"What are you humming?" I asked feeling myself become drowsy.

"There's no title for it yet, but I hum it whenever I need to calm down. It reminds me of you. Want to hear some of the words."

I nodded slowly, I could feel myself falling asleep.

"Take my hands now You are the 'cause of my euphoria Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah (ooh ooh) Ah yeah, yeah, yeahEuphoria Yeah, yeah, yeah Close the door now When I'm with you, I'm in Utopia"

That's the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.

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I was in a hallway with many doors and there was a blaring light coming from the end of the hall. I looked down the other side of the hall but it was a dead end so I figured the light was the exit. As I walked towards it, I noticed each door had a placard with a different name on it and what looked to be a picture frame but the pictures were missing. One door said Sarah, another Isabella, and another saying Iris. Each had a different color door knob and picture frame, Sarah's was rose gold and Iris' was amber. Isabella's was missing though and there was no door knob anywhere around her door.

As I got closer to light, I had to put up my hand to shield my eyes. After I got past the light I was met with a door but not the exit door I was expecting. Instead of the door saying exit, it said something different, my name. This door stood apart from the other doors because unlike all the other names that were just on placards on top of the door, my name was etched into the wood and was painted gold. And there was a picture of me framed with a dark purple picture frame.

It was a picture of me from last year when I went to the prom. My hair up in a up do I reached for the door knob and the second I touched it, it turned purple.

I slowly opened the door and was met with pitch black. I ran my hand alongside both sides of the wall, trying to feel for a light switch but I couldn't find one.

Behind me I heard two doors open. I turned around and saw who I presume to be Iris and Sarah, since they came out of those doors, in the hallway. Who I assume to be Iris had tan skin with long black hair flowing all the way down her back. She was dressed in a simple white nightgown with  a lace trim and she was barefoot. Sarah had mid length blonde hair and fair skin. She was dressed in a similar nightgown as Iris, hers being a dark grey. They were facing away from me, heads looking down the other side of the hallway. I looked to see what they were looking at but I didn't see anything.

I cleared my throat," Excuse me, what are you looking at?"

Iris slowly turned her head towards me and when she was fully facing me I saw that her eyes were missing. She was beautiful still even though they were missing, skin smooth and she had freckles dotting her face. She gave me a eerie feel due to the fact that she had a sinister grin on her face. She took a step forward and said," I didn't know where you were, given that I have no eyes and all. But that's about to change because now I get to have yours."

I took a step back and she matched my movement. "Who are you?"

She took another step forward," One of the many that have loved Death and I was supposed to be the one to be with him forever but then you came along. I always thought he would come back and retrieve me but nooo, I was dropped here and never let out. Next thing I know there's a new door being installed, looking different from all of the other doors and so I had questions about it. When I went and asked questions about it, asking why there was a new door when I was the chosen one, it said that I wasn't the chosen one and that I had failed to be a pure soul. Whatever the hell that means because I was an angel. And when I called it liar and that anyone with eyes could see that I was, it took my eyes away from me. But now that you're here that means you failed too. Good because that means I have another chance."

"Ok and what's up with her?" I asked pointing towards Sarah without realizing that Iris couldn't see me.

"She deaf, listened in too closely on something that she shouldn't have and it busted her eardrums," she snapped her hand in Sarah's face and she turned to face her. Iris motioned with her to me and Sarah turned her head.

Thankfully she still had her eyes and I could see that they were a light blue. When we made eye contact she gave me a soft smile that turned creepy the longer she looked at me.

"She was a failure too. She still thinks she has a chance with him too but he'd never go for her. If she could hear I'd tell her that there was another failure which means I'm the chosen one. Welcome to the hall of failures." She said motioning her arms in a grandiose fashion.

"Failed what? I haven't failed anything to my logic. The last thing I remember is falling asleep to Jungkook falling asleep on top of me singing a song and now I'm here."

Her grin dropped, "Jungkook, he sang to you? Let alone was on top of you. He wouldn't touch me even if I begged him to and you expect me to believe that he was laying on top of you? What's so special about you? I was the most beautiful girl he has ever met, you can't possibly think you look better than me. I caught a glimpse of your picture before I was blinded and you aren't even close to being as beautiful as me." she said with venom in her words.

"I know why you weren't chosen. You may be beautiful on the outside but on the inside you're a vain, self centered bitch. How could you say you're an angel when you can't even be nice for one second. Maybe that's why you're locked up in here, so that he doesn't have to hear you bitch all the time. But to let you in on something, he can't keep his hands off of me, so maybe he was always disgusted by you?" I said retorted back with just as much venom as she spit out.

She didn't like that and let out a shrill scream before she stormed towards me, screaming she was going to kill me. Sarah watched her movements before she lunged towards me too. They both swiped at me but I quickly backed into the room, slamming the door in her face. I could hear them banging and kicking the door. I heard the doorknob jiggle before I heard them scream like they had been burned before until I didn't hear them make any more noise. I heard two doors slam and it sounded like their doors were locked. I backed up away from the door until I ran into what I think to be a person.

I kept my scream inside before I turned to face who I had bumped into but given that it was still pitch black, I still couldn't see anything. I reached into the darkness and felt nothing. I felt like I was being watched until I felt a breath on my neck, confirming that there was something or someone in here with me.

"Do you have what it takes Mahj?" It whispered behind me.

"To do what?" I asked.

"You'll know when the time is right and what you'll have to do," it said.

The room started to dimly light up a purple hue, the light emitting from behind me. I turned around and the being behind me was was glowing, its light now filling the entire room. Surprisingly, it was as blinding as the light that guided me to the room. The being appeared to be a woman by its shape but it was as like it was shielding itself from me because I couldn't make out anything due to the figure itself being shrouded in black. It's inner glow matched the color that my eyes turned to when Jungkook had pissed me off. Even the glow surrounded it matched the one that was around me.

"What are you? Are you from the flower I touched?" I asked, drawn into its aura. I didn't realize that I had been walking closer to it until I was up close, a breath away.

"Yes and no. You've known me for a while, I've been here with you all along. Jungkook has known about me for some time. I was woken up when you touched that flower, you know its the flower of resurrection right?"

I nodded my head, "Yeah I learned about it in school but what do you mean you've been here all along? Who are you?"

"For now, let's just say that I am your protector of sorts. When Jungkook is not there to protect, I will be. Even if I have to protect you from Jungkook himself, like I did in the tub earlier. We have to be careful around him."

"Why? He'd never actually hurt me right? I mean he said some pretty fucked up shit but did he mean it?"

"He's threatened by me, that's why he invoked me to come out, he could sense me in you. He can be deranged, he is Death after all, but he still has rules  that he has to follow."

"Why is he threatened by you?"

"I don't think he expected me to wake up but he's not just threatened by me but you too. You'll become the one in charge of us when you learn how to control what I'm giving you. After you master it, I'll get to go back to sleep but you'll keep what you've been given. You can be his downfall as much as you are his true soulmate, remember Death is not to played with. There is no escaping it, no running from it, and no getting over on it. It knows all, more than you can imagine. Heck right now, he's trying to break the room that I've built in your mind down so that we can be alone. I can feel it coming down so I'll be quick."

It reached out and wrapped a arm  around my waist and pulled me into its embrace before it pressed its palm against my forehead. Its hand burned and I screamed, begging for it to get off of me. I reached up to take its hand off of my head but it squeezed me tighter.

"This has to happen for you to learn." It said.

It felt like the room was going to go up in flames by how hot it was getting. The burning sensation was traveling all over me, engulfing me in its flame. Everything hurt, it felt like my insides were on fire and it felt like it wasn't going to stop. I was about to pass out from the pain before I was thrown into an ice bath. My body stung from the water and I shot up out of it, and onto the floor. I started coughing hard, trying to catch my breath. The figure was hovering over me and then crouched down in front of me.

"I wasn't able to give you everything because you weren't accepting it."

Some of my coughing subsided for me to croak out," Well would you want to accept something that's burning you from the inside?"

"Yes." It said matter of factly.

I glared at it," Well it's a good thing you're not me then. What did you do?"

It stood up to its full height," You'll find out soon. Jungkook might act differently towards you for a little while. He will be a little bitter, the darkness inside of him will tell him to be but he'll come around soon. You have an effect on him,.

I started to rub my aching throat, "So you're the reason why he's been being so off. What are you doing to him, what are you going to make me do to him. Take whatever you gave to me back, I don't want it," I grabbed its hand and placed it on my forehead but I felt nothing happen, no heat at all.

It ran its hand down the side of my face until it was lightly grasping my chin," I didn't do anything but activate what was laying dormant inside of you. You are not meant to harm him with these but help him. He's always been by himself and handled things on his own but now you are here to assist him. He's fighting himself, that is why his behavior is sporadic. But you can handle him, you have to. You just have to get through everything that's been prepared for you first. Learn to control the things you have been given access to, use it wisely because it will help you in the long run. I believe in you Mahj, the universe has been waiting on you, don't keep it waiting any longer. I'll be in touch."

With those last words, the figure disappeared, but the glow was still in the room. This time though, it was radiating off of  me as I was left cold and wet on the ground. I could feel the ground under me start to shake, the water in the tub I was thrown in, sloshing all around. The walls began to crack and the ceiling above the door started to cave in. I heard someone in the distance calling my name. It grew louder and louder until it became unbearable. Then someone started to bang on the door until it fell down, bringing the blinding light from before. 

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The last thing I remember is hearing someone faintly call my name before I was woken up and greeted by Jungkook's frantic looking face in front of mine.

"What happened?" He asked. His eyes were scanning my face closely, "Why couldn't I see your dream and why has your appearance changed?"

My appearance?

I pushed him off of me and ran into the bathroom. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I ran my hand against my face and pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

What happened to me?

#jungkook x black reader #bts x plus size reader #jeongguk smut #bts x black reader #jungkook smut #bts x black girl #bts #bangtan smut #bts smut #jungkook x plus size reader

[marksbear]

Medusa Tat guy here. You did the story wonderfully (in my personal opinion) and you don't have to if you don't wanna, but maybe a part 2 where Reader is still struggling from the ordeal and its affecting his work and what cases he can and can't handle. Finally Reader decides maybe remaking the memory with someone he trusts may help so he asks Derek one night if they can get dirty together

Basically Reader and Derek having a night full of trust, comfort, and love (platonic or romantic, they can be f-buddies heh). I can 100% see Derek complimenting the tattoo cause he wants to see Reader feel comfortable

This contains memories and replaying SA. You have been warned

DEREK MORGAN X MALE READER

Warnings! Talk about SA and replaying it, W bau team for being such a good family, panic attacks,overthinking, Two I love you's

Fuck. You say to yourself stepping out of the team room. You take a huge breath and sit down at your desk. You began to overthink. This was the fifth case you stepped down from because you dealt with SA. Every time it pops up and begins to shy away from the case or the conversation. Always making an excuse as why you don't want to work on it or why you wanna talk about something else. Every time the case mentions something about SA you can feel everyone looking at reading your body language to any sign to see your reaction.

FLASHBACK

Hotch had ordered you to take some days off after the team found out what happened to you. Of course you became defensive and angry that he didn't want you to work. But the more you thought about making you realize that he cared for you. Not like a boss and worker care actually close friends to close friends.

Reid had taught you the buddy system so on the field you wouldn't be put in the situation again. At first you laughed at his face and called him silly, but the more he taught you about it you began to feel at ease at the thought. Him and Morgan were one pair another was J.J and Emily. And finally you and Hotch were the duo. All of the pairs playing their part making sure your safe.

Garcia had let you spend your breaks in her bat cave. Whenever you stepped down from the case. Just chilling and doing yalls things. Eating snacks and cuddled up with each other watching what Garcia had put on usually is how y'all can be found.

Emily showing you kick ass moves to use against a man or even a woman tries to touch you again. Hey in her words "You don't know when a greasy old woman or man touches you again so heres what to do" Of course she mad some jokes with it bringing up the mood.

Now the whole team would all hang out as a group. If one had to use the restroom another will follow and if someone had to go home someone else would walk or drive them their following who ever left. The team most definitely made a group chat and all of their locations are on. And they all send pictures of themselves frequently. If someone doesn't send a picture of themselves and what they're doing at the exact moment the team worries and goes to check on them.

FLASHBACK DONE

All of the changes they did for you made you feel safe and secured. But you couldn't just shake off the memory of the man touching on you. You can still remember what he tasted like. You almost threw up and held it in since you're still at work and that would just be embarrassing on your part throwing in front of everyone.

You look at your team as they leave to head on the jet. You give them a bright smile even though you're miserable. You had to mask it. You couldn't just throw away all of the effort trying to make sure you're okay. That guilt of wasting their time eating you alive. You know they wouldn't feel that way but still it doesn't hurt to think.

"Well paper work here I come" You mumble to yourself sighing as you begin.Your mind starts to think about random things like what your gonna eat today or should you just start a cult about why pineapple on pizza is the best creation god made. Then are you useless to your team. That thought takes you back. Then you start to over think about it "What if I'm right? I mean cmon im getting paid while just sitting my lazy ass here. I should quit so they don't have to deal with me." You groan and drops your head to your desk this is gonna be a long week without the team.

TIMESKIP

The team finally came back after three days of depression as you would call it. I mean for you at least you were non-stop overthinking and random flashes of the SA you faced.

You thought about many ways and searched things up "How to forget something" but it never worked. So you walk up to the only man in the world who can solve almost all of your problems. Dr Reid. "So Doc I got a question?" You walk over to him during lunch break. "What can I do for you Y/n?" He answers. "How do you forget about something or more like stop worrying about it?" Reid turns around eyeing you up and down suspiciously. "It's nothing bad! just some annoying thing I keep remembering when I was a kid. Some dude named Max roasted me pretty bad and made the whole class laugh. I keep remembering the way they laughed at me is kinda embarrassing" You lie. You didn't mean it just had rolled off your tongue with even meaning to. "Fine. The short way is to relive the memory like act it out or do it. And another is to-" You cut him by walking away thinking who should you do it with.

Morgan! Yes Derek it's not the first time you two had slept with one another. You two actually frequently hook ups and one-night stands. But this time it will be on a whole different level. He agreed to the idea and decided to do it at his house. Up until now was perfect and acted just like him. He sucked you off better than the man since he wasn't a stranger to your cock so he wanted you to feel at least some pleasure.And jerked you off just right and picked you up carrying you into his bathroom he was a bit hesitant and broke character "Are you sure Y/n the guy doesn't prep you or anything and just acting like your a toy or something?" The question makes you stop and think. But then you respond "Then so be it use me like i'm a toy. I just want to prove to myself that I am strong and a survivor. Now get back into the character young man!" Derek gives Y/n one last kiss before dropping him onto the floor and locking the bathroom door. He quickly gets on top of him unbuckling his pants and letting his cock break into Y/n hole with nothing to help him. And also repeating the words that the Unsub said. He hears Y/n discomfort and pain sounds. It makes him want to stop and just cuddle him and whisper sweet nothing in his ears but he can't It's for Y/n it's his push for his new chapter. The only thing different about Derek and the unsub was that Derek was bigger and took longer to reach his peak. But once he does he goes deep just like what the Unsub did. Y/n cries out in pain but lets it happen. Derek finally pulls out and takes Y/n by his head forcing him to kiss him. Derek slides his tongue into Y/n mouth exploring every single inch.

Once they pull away Y/n says scene with a smile on his face. "Did I ever tell you that you have such badass tats" Morgan says while looking at the one on Your thigh. "Yeah everyday" You giggle and mumble "I love you Morgan" as you lay on his chest. "I love you to kid."

#criminal minds x male reader #derek morgan #derek morgan x male reader #x male reader #the bear club

[soulesstravlers]

I only want you

Part 2 <3

Warnings - death, blood, cheating, volume 2 spoiler, degrading, possessive and jealous eddie, p in v, biting, dirty talk, daddy kink tbh it's just filth

Eddie, your beloved your everything has turned into something you yet never imagined, can you love the monster he's become

Words- 2130

"So why don't you turn me" echoed into eddies head as you drifted off to sleep Eddie laid there staring at the ceiling of the trailer just thinking and thinking about what you said.

You woke up roughly 3 hours later, you couldn't find eddie all you could hear was he bats again, you look outside and see Eddie on the ground all the bats flying away back to their cave, you rushed to get up and opened his trailer door "eddie" you called out, he sat up and looked at you "yes" you sighed as he got up and headed over to you "DONT SCARE ME LIKE THAT" you yelled at him, he just stood there looking at you "STOP STARING AT ME" he didn't say anything. eddie placed his hand on your cheek and kissed you,  you kissed back as he gently picked you up, your legs wrapping around his waist, taking you back to his bedroom "you gonna let me talk now Henderson" he said placing you down on his mattress "no I'm not you scared me why leave me eddie that was so uncalled for" you sighed looking at him "I was thinking okay" he blurted out before you interrupted him "about what" you looked at him confused  "me turning you" he mumbled "Eddie don't mumble you know I hate it when you mumble" he sighed "you asked me to turn you Y/N" he looked down you shocked just remembering asking him "eds" you pulled his shirt him now in-between your thighs "eds look at me"  he shook his head "Y/N I wont do it" you sighed "you need to go home Y/N" his eyes now locked with yours "Dustin needs you so does ste-steve" he hated saying it this way "I don't need you Y/N" your throat felt like it was on fire he had never said anything like this before and the way he said it was like he meant it, he placed his hand on your cheek "you deserve so much better then me" you choked on your tears as you pushed eddie way and ran out of his trailer, into the woods "Y/N WAIT" he screamed out for you "fuck me"

You ran all the way to your house in the upside down, running inside your house you came face to face with Steve "oh god Y/N" he embraced you "I was worried about you, hey why are you crying" you ignored the question and continued hugging him "Dustin your sisters here" Dustin came running from around the corner  "Y/N I was worried for you" he said hugging you "yeah I was worried about me too Dustin", you smile at him "so why are you crying" Steve looked at you placing his hand on your cheek "uhm n-n-nothing" you sniffled "come on Y/N we have been friends since first day freshman year you can tell me what's wrong '' his face only inches away from yours before Steve thought his lips were on you kissing you, you didn't even think of what was happening feeling Steve's hands on your lower back you moan into the kiss, you pulled away "shit I'm sorry" he looked at you shocked "YOU KISSED MY SISTER" you look across the room to a shocked Dustin, Steve chuckled "can you leave the room for second please Dustin" you look over at him he nodded leaving the room "Steve, why'd you" "kiss you" he said you nodded in response "I don't, I guess I was just I don't" Steve was nervous and you could tell "Steve breath come on you can tell me anything" he sighed his hands finally leaving your back " I guess under all this pressure and all this stuff happening I guess if I lost you again I wanted to do the only thing I've been wanting to do since sophomore year was" he paused "kiss my crush", you sighed smiling up at him "one more for good luck" you pull him closer kissing him.

Eddie had saw all this happen 'not my girl' eddies eyes glowing red his body filled with anger "you want trouble here's trouble'' Eddie turned back around whistling really loud "give him hell boys" Eddie started heading back to his trailer, you and Steve finally pull away from one another, all of a sudden a thought ran through your head as you heard the bats in te distance 'Eddie', Dustin, Robin and Nancy came rushing into the room "the bats there back this house wont hold we need to get to the trailer park" Nancy said you nod not even thinking running out the door with the bikes rushing back to the trailer. When you got to the trailer park you all headed to eddies trailer "we need to go there" Dustin points to the trailer you look over and notice a figure closing the blinds "Eds" you mumble holding onto Steve's hand. Dustin hurriedly opened the trailer door to be met with a very angry and very hungry Eddie Munson

"ed-eddie" Dustin's face turned pale he nearly fainted your hand let go of Steve' when Eddie looked down "I suggest youse leave now" he basically growled "eddie call them off" you snapped stepping infront of steve "you want me to call them off sweetheart after what you did mhm" eddie whistled once again "you have five seconds to explain or my dear friends will tear your new lover boy to bits" you stood there shocked "oh yes I saw, lip locked with Harrington over here, does he kiss better does he huh Y/N" the way he growled at you stepping out of his trailer heading towards Steve, you step out in front of him "I give you 5 seconds before those bats come darling move" he ordered you chills ran down your spine and you moved looking down "run big boy your dead meat" Steve stood back "Steve lets just go please" robin said worriedly looking back "I suggest you listen Steve" the bats all landed on Eddies trailer waiting for his next order "Y/N come on lets go" Steve mumbled "the girls is mine Harrington leave" Eddie pulled you into him "mine" he growled digging his nails into your hips, you winced in pain "e-ed-" he didn't listen he continued talking "were leaving then" Steve looked over at you "don't even try Steve" replied Eddie. Steve nods grabbing his bike "bye Y/N" you slightly waved, Eddie whistled as all the bats left one landed on his shoulder "make sure they go home" the bat flew off, soon after the focus fell on you, Eddie pulled you into his trailer "so you think cheating is fine sweetheart" he snapped his hands digging into your side "your fucking mine understood" you nod "I-I'm sorry.

Eddie pulled you into his room "so you don't want me anymore huh just want Steve huh" you fell back onto the bed "e-eds I only want you only you" eddie smirked "how badly" his hands trailing up your thigh causing you whined "badly Eds'' Eddie pulled is hands away "no more" you rolled your eyes ''Eddie don't tease pleasee" Eddie chuckled "does daddy's slut want him" you looked at him this new side was something you loved "yes" he pulled you down the bed grabbing the bottom of your pants taking them off "Eddie please I need you" he smirked "I'm hungry" his tounge running underneath his fangs "you want some of me huh" you sit up your hand rubbing the bulge in his pants "Y/N fuck ugh" Eddie groaned out "come get me then" you pulled Eddie down into the bed with you kissing him, Eddie moaned into the kiss moving down to your neck "come on bite me you wont pretty boy" his teeth grazed your neck your body getting goosebumps "please eddie I need you" he gently bit down for a few seconds blood dripping from the bleed onto the bed "such a good girl for me huh you couldn't speak every ounce of your body felt like it was on fire eddie grabbed your chin making you look at him answer me darling he said roughly yes sir eddies eyes rolled into the back of his head eddie took of his shirt "god your body is perfect eddie" "not as perfect as yours darling" eddie went back down to your neck kissing it and eventually licking up all the blood left over it.

Your hand snake there way to eddies back scratching down it "oh fuck" he moans in your ear causing butterflies in your stomach "pants off" you mumble "so eager baby" Eddie stood up undoing his jeans pulling them down "no boxers I see" you smirk "oh like I knew this was gonna happen" he crawled back up to you kissing you "ready darling" you mumble yes in response before feeling his tip teasing your entrance you gasp as he slightly pushes the rest in "fuck your tight I don't know if the rest will fit" you could feel the final part of him enter you causing a whimper out of you "Eddie move please" you beg him something inside him just snapped he roughly pushed it in "oh fuck" your legs wrapped around him pulling him closer to you, your hands scratching down his back as he finally hit your g-spot "oh fuck keep tightening around me slut I wont last long" Eddie groaned in your ear "I-it feels so good dad-daddy" you managed to moan out "cant even talk baby so cock drunk on me" you nodded feeling a knot form in your stomach "I-I'm gon-" you couldn't even speak Eddie was hitting your g-spot repeatedly and the sensation you were feeling, feeling him his body everything on you was enough and it filled you up "oh fuck baby you gonna cum for daddy huh" you nodded "words darling" he moaned out "y-yes" you felt your orgasm hit your body like a truck as eddies thrusts started to become sloppy "please fill me up Eddie" you say into his ear with that he came filling you up, both of your juices mixing seeping out of your pussy as he slowly pulled out laying next to you "I would offer you a shower but their is no water here" you chuckle moving closer to him.

"I meant what I said Eddie before yk" you look at him "I want you forever I promise you Eds" he sat up on the bed before getting up and putting boxers on "I can't I can't do it not to you Y/N I promised I'd never hurt you" you got up going over to him rummaging through his draws to find his spare hellfire shirt "Eds I don't want to leave you and I cant stay here with those bats long you said" you wrap your arms eddies neck "I love you Y/N'' he sighed "but I" before he could finish his sentence you kissed him gently his teeth slightly cutting your lip he pulled away "I cant even kiss you without hurting you" he wiped your lip "e-Eds come on please" you looked at his eyes the red had gone there he was your Eddie, your boyfriend the brown eyes you fell for, he grabbed his shirt placing it on him "Eddie, us forever I promise it will be okay" he moved your hands off of him and went and sat on his bed his back against the wall

You went over to him placing your back in his chest laying in-between his legs you look up at him "ed" he kissed you gently "don't say anything please let me just hold you" you nodded laying back down in his legs 'come on Eddie just do it' 'turn her' 'you can have her forever do it' were the only thoughts clouding eddies mind "don't hate me when you wake up please" Eddie whispered before pulling you closer placing his teeth on your neck "Eds" you moaned out as his teeth sunk into you, it took your brain a second to register what was happening it started getting painful fairly quickly "it hurts" you sobbed out quietly "Eddie please s-stop" tears slowly started to run down your face, all he could do was hold you close to him, he hated doing this to you he had broken his promise but you wanted this and anything for his girl right. He finally withdrew his teeth your body now leaning against his, your breathing now slowing down, your pulse weakening and your heart beat starting to become very faint he leaned his back against his wall placing his head back, still holding your body as a single tear began to fall down his cheek he whispered

"Please Wake Up You Promised Me Forever Henderson"

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[queenmayor23]

Love In The Dark (Fire and Rain)

Batman's neighbors, The Drakes, were secluded billionaires. Bruce invited them on vacation in an attempt to merge the companies. A missile hit the plane, leaving Bruce as the sole survivor and Ra's al Ghul's most promising prodigy to take the place of the young Tim Drake. After years of sidekick training, "Tim" picks up a street rat Jason Todd stealing hubcaps off the Robin Cycle and forms a relationship with him.

~Years Ago~

---Gotham City---

There was a knock on the door, steady and hard.

"Coming!" The owner of the shitty upscale apartment yelled, but it wasn't fast enough for the beggar, so there was another knock, this time louder.

"I said, "Coming!" Give me a minute to get to the door." The door was swung open. "What the hell do you-"

A freshly turned eighteen-year-old stands there, his black suit soaked from the pouring rain. "Missed you at the funeral, Dick." He spoke monotonously as if all the color was drained from the world, and there was nothing but grey.

"Tim."

"Doesn't matter. I missed it too. Didn't even see the body. When I got there, he was putting the shovel into the ground to mark the headstone."

The only person he could confide in wasn't there for him, which hurt him deeply.

"Bruce said it would be better for you if we didn't make a big deal about it."

"And you listened? You know how I feel about Jason. You were my only friend for the longest time, and you knew everything. Things Donna and Garth wouldn't fathom to think about me. The three of us were brothers first, no matter Jason's feelings." He was speechless. His mouth was moving, but no words or sounds came out.

"Tim. I'm sorry-" 

"Are you? You've yet to let me in despite the pouring rain and the cold front. You've barely said anything besides your notecards Daddy put together for you. Dick, I went and looked at the cameras. I watched as he dug, dropped Jason's body, covered it, and cried for two hours. He obviously is dealing with it very roughly. So rough that the phone lines are down at the manor, even the emergency line. He sealed off the entrance from the Cave and locked all the gates after I left."

"I'm-"

"STOP SAYING I'M SORRY! Hug me. Ask me if I'm okay. Be Jason's brother. Be MY brother." The young man screamed, surely waking everyone on the floor.

Dick Grayson refused to touch Tim, not only because Bruce told him to, but if he did, he would be no help to his little brother. Dick knew Tim was hurting, but he didn't need the screaming to realize that. Despite his face being covered in rain and his hair drenched, Dick saw the single tear fall out of Tim's eye, and from that, his emotions weren't far behind.

"Fine. Just thought you would be better than him. Guess not. If you need me, fuck off." Tim turned around and headed back onto Gotham's streets.

He landed at the back entrance for the Nest. He inputs his code.

"Invalid entry."

He tries again.

"Invalid entry. Please try again."

He punches the console and makes another attempt.

"Invalid entry."

"Override 01"

"Voice recognition required."

The angry, broken-hearted ex-Robin deepens his voice until it is unrecognizable, nearly a growl, and he speaks. "I'm Batman." The Bat Symbol spins as it loads, and the screen glows green.

"Access granted." The elevator doors open, and he steps in, going to the residential floor.

It was dark. The only light was from the perpetual fireplace in the center of the floor and the illuminated glass placards. Tim walks to the kitchen pulling a glass and the "secret" bottle of whiskey from under the stove. He pours a drink and powers through. Then another. And another. And another. He makes one more drink and saunters back to the living room, and there it is, five sheets of glass, one representing each bird-themed hero. The blue Nightwing, the red "RR", a black spraypainted "R", a blue dove, and a red hawk. It all reminded Tim of what he had lost. Dawn left because she tried to get Hank clean, but he kept sneaking it behind her back. Dawn confronted Dick about the situation. He decided that as long as Hank could adequately do the job, he could stay, so she left. Jason was dead. Hank was probably doing a line of cocaine while shooting himself up with heroin. And it was all because of Dick. If Dick would've helped, they would be one happy bird family. Since he didn't, one was buried on this stormy night, one was knocking on death's door, another was dying a fate worse than death, and the other didn't want anything to do with them.

"Aargh!" The glass went flying across the room. Nightwing's panel was down, and the blue spotlight used to color the glass reflected through the window to the city. Then Tim picked up the bowl of decorative rocks from the coffee table. He and Hank thought they were stupid when they moved in, but Dawn liked them, so Hank changed his tune, and the impressionable Tim did anything to be like the cool kids. Dawn was gone, and so was Dove's panel, the white light untamed. Hank was off his rocker, and his panel soared to the floor in pieces. There was no Robin anymore, so they would have to replace it. Tim just made the contractor's job easier. The shattered glass on the floor was the pride and joy of the Nest just moments ago. When they installed it, Jason wanted to personalize his because he was an outcast. Dick allowed it after explaining why Hank couldn't do his design of a big red penis. On dark nights, you could see the symbols in the night sky. To some, they were symbols of hope. Others, chaos. But if you were looking for that hope tonight, all you would see was some lights and a red "RR" backlit by a gold luminescence.

Tim screamed and cried, breaking the dishware until nothing was left but the one glass and the bottle he had been drinking all night. It was nearing empty, and Tim could barely see straight. That's when he heard the 80s rock coming from down the hall. Tim gulped the rest of the bottle like it was the only thing to keep him going.

He slowly made his way down the hall, tripping and stumbling along the way. His training with Batman prepared him for the most potent Fear Toxin but not the 60-year-old whiskey. He listened to the soft music get louder. Then, Tim drunkenly pushes open the door revealing Hank Hall in a tank top and shorts. He sits on his bed, pulling the rubber band tight with his teeth, getting ready to insert the needle in his arm. 

He looks up to see the new adult bracing himself against the doorframe. He releases the tension on the band and drops the needle on the bed. "What the hell are you doing here, kid?"

"Ju-just taking the edge off. You know, doing the fun part of grieving where you drink until you feel like a fish. What's that you got there? A little heroine? What-whats got you down in the dumps? It can't be Jason because the only person who's allowed to grieve him is me. That memo came from the big bat himself, so don't worry, I got it all handled." Tim walks into the room and picks up the needle. "Don't want to accidentally sit on this, so I'll take it off your hands." Tim walks away, heading out of the room. Hank gets up, chasing Tim down the hall and into the lab seeing all the damage passing the living room and kitchen.

"Give me the needle, kid. You're hurt. I get that. What's in that syringe is something stronger than street drugs." Hank tries to talk Tim down as he ties the rubber band around his bicep.

"I'm not a kid anymore." Tim chuckles. "I don't think I've ever been a "kid". Except when I first met you guys, but what kid goes out in the middle of the night on patrol. I was raised to kill. Something like death shouldn't affect me like this."

"Death gets us all. Nobody can run from it."

"That's where you're wrong, Hanky Panky. See, there's this thing called a Lazarus Pit, and the man who raised me... Not the bat fucker but Ra's al Ghul he- he used it to keep himself youthful. He let me use it a few times. Without it, I- I would have never made it to Gotham. But I'm here. Crying like a little girl because my best friend is in the ground when there is a Lazarus Pit under WAYNE FUCKING MANOR!"

"Wait?" Hank starts to think but is too slow for Tim. 

"That's right! Bruce could've brought Jason back to life if he wanted."

"Does Dick know?"

"Who cares? He's just going to say some bullshit about Bruce not wanting to make a big deal about-"

"Stay here." Hank runs out of the lab, and Tim twirls the syringe in his hand. He strides over to the computer, and Tim places the contents of the syringe into a vial, taking the vial to the scanner. After waiting a few seconds for the scan, the computer analyzes the particles showing the genetic sequence of the serum.

"Mirakuru. Genetically it looks like Bane Venom or that weird formula Mark Desmond created." Tim researches the serum, articles, database archives, and encrypted files flood the screen. "Mirakuru is a super-soldier serum created by the Japanese during World War II that causes enhanced physical abilities once injected. Use of the serum can risk death or warp the person's mind and personality, driving the subject to insanity, aggression, and hostility." He finished reading. "Sounds like a regular day in Gotham."

Tim takes the vial from the scanner and inserts it into a syringe gun. "Let's warp my mind." Tim injects himself with the serum causing him to convulse for a moment before regaining control of his body.

Tim goes to the Bird House, a room designated for their suits, and takes a pistol from Searcher's suit. Then, he calls the elevator and leaves the building.

Hank ran back to his room, looking for his phone. He finds it and dials the last number he called.

"Dammit, Dick, pick up the phone!" After several forwards to voicemail, he calls another number.

"Hello?"

"Thank fucking God you got service on that damn island."

"Hank? Wha- How did you get my number?"

"That doesn't matter right now. You need to ask for the keys to that invisible jet because Tim is off his fucking rocker."

"Hank, Tim is grieving. We all are. He not only lost Jason, but he lost his team too. Light did a number on all of us. So Tim throwing a tantrum or two is understandable."

"Disbanding the Titans, I get. Drinking his problems away, I get. You didn't see how he wrecked the living room and the kitchen. You didn't see how drunk off his ass he is. He's craving drugs. He has drugs. And you know how anti-drugs he is after the Stephanie Brown situation."

"Where would he get something that would actually affect his body? The street stuff isn't going to cut it."

Hank sighs. "He got it from me."

"Are you serious, Hank? You know what, why did I think any higher of you? Of course, you would call someone else to clean up your mess. Dawn was right about you." The phone call ends.

"Shit."

Hank searches his phone for another number to call, and he hears the elevator's ding. He darts to the Bird House and calls the elevator, but it returns vacant. The undone strap of Pat's holster gives him cause for alarm. Tim hated using guns. He called them a coward's weapon, one of the few things he and Jason actually fought over. Jason had a black eye for a month and was pulled from patrol for insubordination, but Tim snuck him out. Hank runs to the lab seeing a used gun on the table and the screen showing his Mirakuru research. Hank calls Zatanna Zatara a last-ditch effort to stop his friend.

"Zee, I know you can't bring anybody from the dead, but if you could, right now would be the time to do it. Tim is out on the streets and about to do some damage. Not including he injected himself with a super drug. I'm going after him, but please, you're the last person I know who can help him."

"You're right. I can't bring back the dead, but I can give him some comfort. Find Tim and get him alone. I have a plan."

In the dark and damp streets of Gotham, the rain had stopped. Tim wandered in his soaking wet clothes picking fights with anyone he deemed worthy of one. He walked the sidewalk in front of an alleyway where a man held a couple at gunpoint. A shot rang out. The two men stood there in fear holding each other close, shielding their eyes from their horrifying death. After realizing they were unharmed, they opened their eyes. They saw their attacker standing still and a bloodstain growing on his shirt. The man dropped to the ground; the couple looked up and saw Tim's silhouette illuminated by the blinking streetlamp, still holding the gun as if he were waiting for a glamor photo.

The burlier of the men tried to focus his sight on his hero, but Tim was gone. Walking further down the street, Tim is run over by a guy in a red hoodie running down the road. "Hey!" Ignoring the call, the guy continues running. In his anger, Tim chases after him. After running for a few minutes, Tim sees the assailant run into an abandoned building. "Got you now fuck face."

Tim holds the gun tight in his hand and slowly enters. "You forgot to say sorry. You fucking lowlife."

Stalking further into the building, Tim comes to a wall and hears music on the other side. He follows the wall to find a door, and after the count of three, he kicks the door in. It was a barroom, and at the sight of the gun-wielding young man, everyone cleared out. The band leaves their instruments in a hurry to escape the possible gunfire. Tim scans the room looking for the guy he ran down, but he's gone.

"Am I at the seeing things stage?" 

Tim walks behind the bar fixing himself another drink. 

"If you get to drink, then I want a beer."

Tim lets the words enter one ear and exit the other. "I am definitely hearing things." He pours the whiskey into a glass and fixes himself a bowl of fruit from the fridge under the bar top. A song begins to play on the drums. It was Jason's favorite song from Hank's playlist, a point of contention between the two during parties at The Nest. But this one song was the musical opinion they agreed on.

"Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad. I'm hot for teacher. I've got it bad, so bad. I'm hot for teacher."

It was his voice. It was THE voice. It was Jason's voice. Tim turned around and looked at the poorly lit stage, the lights obscuring the face attached to the drummer's body.

"No. It can't be. Bruce refused to put you in the pit. Zee can't bring back the dead, and Zatara has been missing, so I will ask you this once. Who are you?"

"It's me-"

"Bullshit!" Tim screamed, squeezing the glass so tight it cracked, spilling into his palm. He put the glass down on the bar top, wiping the wasted alcohol on his pants, which were still uncomfortably wet. It was like he took the polar plunge challenge fully clothed and never dried off.

"It's me whether you believe me or not. I'm here to give you closure." The drummer stands.

"Give me the wrong answer, and I'll shoot. How did you die?"

After a few breaths, the voice, who may or may not be Jason, responded. "Joker's girlfriend kidnaped me, and about an hour later, Joker took a crowbar to my face and blew up the building on top of me." There was a slight beat before the gun clip was unloaded on the stage. The drummer jumped down in the nick of time, dodging bullets aimed at him, although sloppily.

"Jace never called Harley the Joker's girlfriend. He either called her Harley or the Queen of Arkham." The guy took a couple steps towards Tim, and now in the light, Tim could see his face. The face that matched the voice. Jason slowly moved toward Tim, the gun aimed at his heart.

"You don't want to do that, Red. Put the gun down. You hate feeling it in your hand. You-"

"Take another step, and I'll shoot!" Tim was so distracted he didn't hear the round of police sirens going off outside. 

"Red, calm down. You don't even know if I'm even real. Look at yourself. If I were alive, I would be so pissed. You made a promise to me. Do you remember what it was?"

"I promised to not let you become something you're not. You're not your parents-"

"So, do you think this stunt your pulling is honoring that promise?"

"That was for you, not me."

"And you held me accountable. For everything. Cleaning the bikes, making sure the oil was changed on the BatMobile, and polishing boots, even Dick's from his Robin days. I had protocols in the BatHandbook memorized more than Alfred, and on top of that, I was training, doing chores, out on patrol with Bats, and going to school."

"You think I wasn't doing my fair share of tasks?"

"I know you did. That's why I admire you so much. I never loved you." 

Tim's face didn't show it, but he was stabbed in the heart. Was it true? Did Jason never love him? What about at the stadium? That was more of an order. Had Tim been fooling himself all this time? Reaching for something that he would never have. Was love an unachievable goal for an assassin like him? All of these questions and thoughts ran through his head. Suddenly a boom made him flinch as three thugs came into the building, entering the barroom.

"Put the gun down, kid. I don't wanna hurt ya."

The men entered the room. Muscular tough guys, with physiques rivaling Bruce and Hank.

"Are they real?" Jason said out loud, but who he said it to could be brought into question.

In his reckless mind-fogged state, Tim aimed the gun at the mobsters and pulled the trigger. When nothing came out, he grabbed a barstool and swung it against one guy's face breaking it into pieces. Then, Tim took two of the legs and used them as batons. It was a scary and bloody scene. When Tim was done, they weren't breathing.

Outside, more police sirens approach the building. An unmarked vehicle came to a halt. An older man steps out, walking with a cane. Hank turns around, sees the man, and instantly fends him off. 

"Commissioner, I know what this looks like, but we-"

"Hall, I have reports of shots fired and a trail of people severely beaten within an inch of their life. Whoever is in there has to pay."

Hank sighs. "How we looking, Zee?" 

Zatanna stands facing the door, eyes as bright as the moon and her gloves glowing to match. "Stable on my end."

"Oracle?"

"It's bad, Hank. The cops need medical attention. If it weren't for Zatanna's spell, they would've been dead. You have to keep my dad from going in there." Oracle speaks from Hank's earpiece.

"Commissioner, I need you to hold your men back. We almost have him ready to come out."

"Who's in there? Two-Face? Mad Hatter? Zsasz?"

"I can't tell you at the moment."

"Why?"

"You're not going to like who it is, and I'm not letting your daughter blame me for your blood pressure being higher than Wayne Tower."

"For God's sake Hall, I have people in there, and if they don't come out, I go in."

"I am begging you for ten more minutes. We have everything under control."

Commissioner Gordon sighs, knowing the stakes of keeping his officers in the building. "You have ten. One second more, and I'm pulling the plug."

Back inside, Tim sits the bodies on the wall, having them lean on each other for support, and throws the empty gun on top of them. He turns to Jason. "Now, where were we?"

"The highlights were me saying I never loved you, you threatening me, and questioning whether any of this was real. You're hopped up on Mirakuru and drunk out of your mind. Ooo, what if it's a spell?" Jason says with a slight grin on his face.

"Bringing Jason back is out of Zee's wheelhouse. And there's no one else who can do that."

"She is becoming a master of illusion. She should take that act on the road, like her father. Well, that didn't end too well for him. Hopefully, she can do better. Now that I think about it, Zee never did find Giovanni? She probably would have if she had her team behind her. With all of those Bat resources at your disposal-"

"Bruce looked for him. We all did. It was like he vanished into thin air, but with magic involved, he could be anywhere."

"The tech genius believing in magic isn't that funny. No, what would really be funny is if this was all a dream."

Hearing this, Tim was taken aback. Could this be a dream? When did it start? Was it after the building? Was it when he watched Bruce bury the body? Is he laid out on the floor in the lab with a needle in his arm from the Mirakuru?

"If this is a dream, there's only one way to wake up." Tim takes another wooden stool, smashes it like the first time, and picks up the leg with the sharpest end. He swings it around in his hand for a moment. Tim grips it tightly and proceeds to impale his chest. After a loud response to the pain, he twists the wood beam deeper when another voice enters the room. 

"Stop."

Tim looked to the door to see the woman he called his sister dressed in black and red leathery armor. 

"Nyssa?"

"Father has requested that you return immediately. Your time in Gotham has expired, and you shall resume your duties with him, Al Layl."

Al Layl was a name that became foreign to Tim, but that's how he knew everything had happened. That the pain he experienced was not something he conjured as a punishment. He looked about the room and saw the bodies he piled together. 

"Nyssa, I did-"

"There is no time for apologies. You are an assassin again. Act like it." Nyssa pulls the wood from Al Layl's chest and patches it up for travel. 

"Are we done here?"

Nyssa's eyes pivot to Jason. "Yes, we-" A crowd of gangsters floods the room aiming weapons at Al Layl.

"Hands where we can see them."

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" Hank runs in after them. "Zee, drop the spell." Then, in a blinding light, the barroom returned to an empty warehouse. The gangsters turned into GCPD cops wearing SWAT gear, including the ones in the corner. Al Layl saw everything for what it was, but one thing stayed the same, Jason was still there looking confused.

"It's okay. You can take it off now!" Hank yelled across the empty space. 

Jason scratched at his neck, peeling off his skin to reveal himself. "Nice to meet you, Timothy."

"Christopher Chance, the Human Target." 

"In my flesh."

"All this-"

Hank interrupts Al Layl, talking straight to Nyssa. "He needs to get out of here now, or Gordon will arrest him. Jet's waiting on the roof."

Hank, Chris, and the police officers walk out of the building. "Where is he?"

"I told you, Commissioner. We had everything under control." From the corner of Hank's eye, he sees Chris and Zatanna meet Dick Grayson behind one of the tactical trucks. Dick makes eye contact with Hank, and Hank somberly and inaudibly mouths, "Thank you," Dick nods, leaving the crime scene with Zee and Chris following.

"Under control? Explain "under control" to the families that I have to tell that their son or daughter won't come home because they're dead!"

"Whelm yourself, Gordon.."

"You know what? I'm done. Done with you, with Batman and his Robins, the Tit-" Gordon grabs his chest dropping his cane, and his breathing falls short. 

"Commissioner?" Hank notices the sweat covering his face and hands. Gordon begins to fall, but Hank moves closer, catching him. "Medic! I need a medic over here!" Hank yells as the paramedics ride away the officers that Al Layl piled up.

"Gordon. Gordon? Say something, Jim." Jim doesn't move. He takes a breath, but when his chest falls, it never rises again.

"Hank, what's going on? Hank, talk to me." Hank heard in his ear, forgetting Oracle was on the other side.

"The Commissioner is down. He's dead, Barbara."

#gay #titans hbo max #titans #nightwing #hawk and dove #wonder girl #donna troy #aqualad #zantanna zatara #oracle #ra's al ghul #nyssa al ghul #batfam #red robin #red hood #dick grayson #tim drake #jason todd #barbra gordon #commissioner gordon #hank hall #dawn granger #arrowverse #cw arrow #slade wilson #deathstroke #grief #we are robin #dr. light #max mercury

[super-novatuna]

RECYCULTISTS' HQ (REAL NO DAYDREAM CLICKBAIT)

oh man. simple prompt that was "something with the recyclepath" got so much longer than i realized, oh man

basically, the recycultist sequence if it was real

slight omori spoilers ahead!

"What the fuck is that," Aubrey says, looking up at the massive pile of garbage containers in front of them.

"A massive pile of garbage containers," Kel replies. "Obviously."

She smacks him. "I know that, dumbass. But what's it doing here?"

"Why would I know?"

"Well if someone knows, please tell me so I don't have to hear Kel's stupid answers."

"Oh, c'mon!"

"Now, now," Hero jumps in. "Don't start, you two. I think I have an idea of what this place is - you know those Recycultist guys we came across? I think this is like, their headquarters or something."

"Huh," Kel looks at the containers. "These recycling symbols is their logo, right?"

"Yeah," Aubrey comes closer and pokes at a closed door with her bat. "I guess you can open them from both sides, 'cause if not this'd make a super weird headquarters."

Sunny looks at the entrance. It wouldn't hurt to go in and explore, right? A headquarters made of containers sounded interesting, even if the trash everywhere might make it smell bad.

Huh. There wasn't a trash smell, actually. Weird.

Kel waves his hand in front of Sunny's face. "Uh, Sunny? What's on your mind?"

He gestures to the pile in front of them, pinches his nose, and shrugs confusedly. It gets the message across, fortunately.

"He's right, there is no trash smell," Aubrey furrows her eyebrows and looks at the pile.

Sunny points at the open entrance, and widens his eyes in question.

"Uh, I don't know, Sunny," Hero starts.

"Well, it wouldn't hurt to look in, right?" Kel pipes up.

"I mean, considering it's a cult headquarters, it might hurt a little," Aubrey says, but by her tone she's leaning towards the "investigate" option. "Well, it sounds interesting enough that any injuries we acquire would be worth it. C'mon, Hero."

"Yeah, Hero, this is a fun adventure we're going on together!" Kel grins.

Sunny's eyes turn pleading, and Hero caves. "Alright, we'll go."

Together, they venture into the depths of the headquarters.

-

"In the biodegradable fork's name... Reduce, reuse, and recycle."

The recycultist launches themselves at the group, who dive out of the way.

"UH, WHY ARE THEY FIGHTING US?" Kel yells, ducking as they throw a soda can at him.

"MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE SAID THEIR IDEALS WERE BULLSHIT!" Aubrey yells back, dodging a pack of dead batteries as she catches the cult member's attention.

"SHOULD WE RUN?" Hero suggests.

"NO, I WANNA BEAT THIS GUY'S ASS, ACTUALLY," Aubrey replies immediately, ducking behind the person and kicking them in the back.

"I AM IN SUPPORT!" Kel throws his basketball at the trashcan on their head, pushing them off-balance. A bunch of trash falls out of the bin they're holding.

Sunny, having picked up a knife on the way in ("As long as you remember to not seriously harm anyone," Hero had reminded him), smacked the side into the person's leg, turning the knife just so to cut a tiny bit into their skin.

They yelp and end up falling on the floor on their ass.

Aubrey raises her bat and uses a part not covered in nails to hit his stomach. Finally, they get up and scramble out of the place.

"Epic," Kel laughs. "We didn't even break a sweat."

"Are there more of them in there?" Hero wonders, looking towards the tunnel ahead of them.

"Probably," Aubrey shrugs. "We won't fight them if they don't fight us first," she glares at Kel, "which won't happen if we don't provoke them by calling their ideals bullshit."

"But you agree, right? They're bullshit."

"I think we're all of the impression that it's bullshit, but we can't tell them that," Hero says.

Sunny waves for attention, then points towards the tunnel, shrugs, and runs for it. Everyone yells his name, all with different emotions, and goes after him as he enters the next area.

-

They end up fighting six more of the so-called "recycultists", if you could call a fight lightly cutting and smacking people before they run away as soon as they realize hurling trash at them doesn't really work.

Finally, they arrive at what's probably the innermost room in the entire building. Two cultists stand at the sides of a strange man with sunglasses and a glove on his head.

"Hey," Kel mutters to them. "Isn't that the guy we saw who was preaching about recycling and stuff?"

"Yeah," Aubrey mutters back. "The weirdo. Is he their leader?"

"I guess so," Hero joins in.

Aubrey opens her mouth to say some more, but she's interrupted by the strange man (the leader?).

"It is I... The Recyclepath... The only one chosen to speak in the holy bin's name!"

"I had a dream last night. The spirit of the rubber glove told me that this world is no longer fit for us. We must build, as the holy bin in the sky commands us. To reach the trashless world, where humans and biodegradeable materials may coexist in harmony!"

His expression turns solemn. "You kids have reached a long way up this tower... but I'm afraid this is where your journey ends. After all, you are nothing but trash... Grubby, senseless plastic wielders!"

"Uh," Hero interrupts. "None of us are using plastic."

The recyclepath guy actually stops. "What?"

They all raise their weapons.

"Wooden bat, metal nails," Aubrey waves it. The two cult members take a subtle step back.

"Rubber basketball," Kel spins it on his finger.

"My fists," Hero shrugs.

Sunny silently raises the knife. The two cult members take a more obvious step back.

"I see," the recycultist says. "Are you here... perhaps... to join our cause, then?" He takes a step forward.

"Uh, not really," Kel cuts in. "We just thought this place looks cool, so we went in."

"Yeah, we didn't really, uh, expect... such extreme anti-trash ideals... in here..." Aubrey continues.

He can't see the guy's eyes, but he's sure that they narrow. "Are you the trash that opposes our cause, then?"

"No, no!" Hero makes his way to the front, and gives a friendly smile. "Well, we don't exactly agree with your methods, but we do see that you're mostly right in your cause."

"Mostly," the recycultist echoes, tone turning frosty.

Hero plows on, charm turned up to the max. "Well, I know that trash is really a bad thing, and how it's poisoning everything can be resolved. But condemning everyone who litters and putting yourself up above by rejecting the world you live in won't really help, now would it?"

The recyclepath scowls. "Who are you to criticize the message the holy bin has passed on to us?"

"Well, the holy bin did just say the world is no longer fit. Maybe instead of recreating it, they meant to ask you to help fix it instead? Not everyone knows about pollution, you could help teach them, and you could start cleanup programs, you know, encouragement instead of shunning?" Hero's voice gets softer but doesn't decrease in volume. He really is great at this speech stuff.

"Hmm." The man actually is contemplating his words. Hero has gotta be magic or something. "You make a point. I may have misinterpreted the words of the holy bin. How would one even rebuild into a trashless world, with so much trash! I see now, we must make the most of this world. Thank you, young man, for your words of wisdom. Now leave this place, so I can continue with my loyal followers to continue our attempts for a trashless world!"

-

"Well."

"Well."

"That was so weird," Kel says as he lies down in the grass.

Sunny nods and mimicks Hero's favorite charming gesture.

"Yeah, Hero was super cool back there," Aubrey rests her chin in her hand.

"It was nothing, guys..." Hero scratches at the back of his neck sheepishly.

"Nothing? You managed to turn a cult leader's ideology!" Kel exclaimed. "They're still a cult, but like, not as weird and bad as before!"

Sunny makes a "tada" gesture with his hands.

"Exactly, Sunny, it's magic."

#omori #omori fic #omori sunny #omori aubrey #omori key #omori hero #novatuna's brain at work #novatuna's brain writes #might put this on ao3 if i'm feeling it

[stoptellinglieslois]

Principal of pleasure part 41

The gang stays the night and has breakfast at the Wayne manor in the morning. Roy Harper still asks for Clark and Dick to meet with them at his club.

Superman x Nightwing pairing

Dick

Later on that night we all went to settle down for the night.

Bruce never showed up again from the bat cave and we all sat and talked for a while and decided it was best to rest.

We realise there was only us and we all had to find a room to crash in.

As I went into my old room I felt Kal follow behind me. "You know we can't be here together." I told him I couldn't even be in the same room with him.

"I know but I'll be in the next room if you need me." We stood there and across from us was Jason and Roy's room, The door was wide open and they are make out.

Roy looks at us and makes out with Jason's smile creeping up on Roy's face.

his blue eyes watching us hungerly eyes inviting us in but we stayed put.

"Hmm baby we've got an audience." Roy said to Jason who suddenly looked around when green eyes settled on us.

"Fuck Roy not here." Roy laughed at Jason's reaction. "I'm not afraid of the bat." Roy said smoothly but Jason grimaced at Roy. "Roy closes the door and we will all talk about this in the morning." Jason shut the door as Roy protested.

"Huh wonder what that is about." Kal puzzled and hesitated for a second and left and went to his room.

I sighed and would sleep off the booze.

The next morning I woke up and touched where Kal should be it is empty.

I sighed and got up to wash up for the day.

When I was done it was just me and Jason down here. I looked at my cell so many miss calls from Barbara how did I miss all of those calls, I wish I didn't miss them at this point I would have to talk to her sooner then later.

I made it to the kitchen and found Jason drinking coffee.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"I feel finished and you."

"I feel a bit curious."

"Why?"

"Roy had asked me to watch you and him."

"He did ! so forward as always, I never thought that would ever come up but I am not surprised he asked you." Jason said drinking his coffee holding his head.

"I told him I couldn't give him answer."

"It's either a yes or no answer but if I were you I....I would say yes just because." Jason I looked at him feeling a wave of revolution wash over me.

"So you agree you want me to watch both of you." I told him the wave hasn't left me yet it rippled through me. "But I'll ask him." I said.

"Ask him what." Kal crept up from behind me.

"I can't say anything now." I said sitting down next Jason who was drinking his coffee.

"What are you into." Jason said bluntly at Kal.

"What do you have in mind." Kal said and my wave didn't ride off. "Woah what guy's not here." I told them I need to leave this place and fast.

"Fine you wanna talk outside then let's go." Jason said grabbing his coffee I didn't notice he had a blanket around him.

I walked behind him kal in toe.

"I don't mind you both watchin me and Roy if that's what you're into, But make sure it's what you both want." Jason drinking his coffee.

Kal looked at me and back at Jason. "Dick all we're doing is watching two people have sex no harm in that." I looked at Kal and I breathed I trusted Jason.

"I am ok with it Jason."

"Ok then we should make a date at the club so we could meet up there." Jason said sitting on one of the stone steps.

"Ok me and Dick will be there then."

My cell phone rang and it was Babs.

"It's her."

Kal looked so unreadable at this moment his jaw clenched and he looked at me in silence, As Jason just sat there and drank his coffee.

"Could you wait don't pick it up yet." Kal said biting his lip thinking.

"Ok I will wait."

"I can't wait to tell Roy you guys are gamed for this."

End of part 41 next is part 42

Thank you for reading

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[neptuneofthesky]

What's Even Going On?

Technoblade x reader

fluff, crack, mini, minecraft irl, very very random, don't know what's happening

most of the "info" here is wrong, like about the mcc and stuff, so just ignore it

we are here for you Techno<33

"Officer, I drop-kicked that child in SELF-DEFENCE. "

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Mcc was very fun.

All different kinds of games.

Everyone loved it.

But the only thing you didn't like was,

being in a different team.

You and Techno, in different teams.

You didn't hate your team or something, it wasn't anything like that.

But being an opposite team of Technoblade is very different.

You'd have to actually play against him.

Woah.

Well,

now it doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter whether you wanted to be in the same team as Techno,

Because it was the final round already.

Dodgebolt.

And you were so glad your team wasn't in the finals.

Techno's team (sleepy bois) won, like, most of the games, the ones he didn’t win, you won, build mart, parkour warrior, and survival games, thanks to Calvin and Seapeekay.

There was a thirty-minute break before the final round.

You waved at your teammates as you ran to find your best-est friend in the whole universe.

Which was Techno of course.

"Princess!"

Oh right.

I'm a princess.

You mentally cringed as you ran faster in hopes of finding him as quick as possible.

As a princess, everyone is overprotective of you. It was so hard itself to participate in this event, to convince your father to let you participate.

Imagine being an adult and still being controlled over to make decisions.

That is why you loved Techno.

He would let you do anything you wanted.

Anything.

When you were with him, you were so free, you could feel like you could fly.

You loved everything about him.

His laugh, his ability to make everyone laugh, his fighting skills, his everything.

You want to go to the nether and be reckless? Techno will be there by your side.

Want to explore the cave at night? He'll be there.

Woodland mansion? Right here.

Baking cupcakes? Let him wear his 'kiss the cook' apron.

And of course, he had a way with words.

"I hate the word 'princess.' "

"That is why you are my queen."

You finally spotted Techno and grinned brightly, "Techno!"

He turned around as you immediately jumped on him to hug him, almost making him fall, but Technoblade never dies.

You pepper his face with kisses making him laugh, "Okay, okay, okay, stop!"

You grinned as you held both of his cheeks, "You were awesome! I am so proud of you!"

He smiled as he put you down and patted your head, "Thank you. You did good too, and parkour warrior? Honestly, that really caught me off guard. How did you get so good at parkour?"

You giggled shyly from the praise and dramatically batted your lashes, "Well, I learned from the best."

You got on your tiptoes as you leaned closer, just millimeters away from his lips,

"Princess, we have to get back now."

You gritted your teeth as you sighed and plopped back on your heels, making Techno laugh slightly.

You turned to the palace guards and smiled, "The event isn't over yet."

"It is for you."

Your smile dropped and your tilted your head, "Dodgebolt is left."

"Are you participating in it?"

Your lips slightly parted as you blinked, "N-no, but Techno-"

They took a step closer, "Then we have to escort you back to the palace."

You furrowed your brows and folded your hands, "No."

"We have orders from your highness-"

You rolled your eyes, fed up with their bs, "Fuck the orders."

Techno's eyes widened as his voices hooted.

Woah.

HOT.

DID SHE REALLY SAY THAT?

POGGG

You held Techno's hand, "I'm staying right here. I have to be here to celebrate when Master Technoblade wins."

"You think he'll win?"

You smiled with your chin held high, "I know he'll win."

AHHHHHH

MARRY HER

SHE'S ON FIRE

OH MY GOD SHE'S SO HOT

KISS HER-

"Techno? Let's go."

Techno blinked as he looked at you, then the guards, then back at you, and nodded, "Alright."

You both went ahead, but they still followed you.

You rolled your eyes as you hooked your arm with Techno's and slightly pouted, "I'll never get rid of them."

Techno's axe appeared in his hand, "I can get rid of them if you-"

You shook your head, "No! Techno, I was just- never mind, just put it away."

He rolled his eyes as it disappeared in his inventory, "Fine. But don't worry, we'll celebrate in peace."

You both arrived at the entrance of the arena as Dream happily approached you two, but you, for some reason, had your defensive mode on.

"Hey, Techno! best of luck-"

You protectively came in front of Techno, "FUCK OFF DREAM HE'S GONNA WIN!"

Dream paused, ".....That is what I was-"

You took a step closer to him, "BEAT IT HOMELESS TELETUBBIE!"

He frowned, "But-"

"YOU DIDN'T EVEN PARTICIPATE BITCH! GET OUTTA HERE!"

His jaw dropped, "THE ONLY REASON I CAME HERE WAS TO CHEER FOR TECHNO YOU MOTHER-"

He let out a loud sob as he just patted Techno's shoulder and ran away to George.

Techno raised a brow, "Are you on your toxic arc? Are you salty that your team didn't end up in the finals?"

You playfully rolled your eyes, "Yes, very salty. Saltier than the whole ocean. I didn't totally hold back just so you could win."

He chuckled as he pulled you closer to him, "You held back? Do you even have any skills to hold back?"

You scoffed, "Woah, and you say I'm on my toxic arc."

You both laughed as you leaned closer for a kiss.

But,

You felt a massive force pushing you away as you fell face-first on the ground.

Techno's eyes widened as he looked at you, then at the culprit who just grinned,

"JUST KILLED A WOMAN AGAIN, STILL FEELING GOOD!"

Techno snarled as his axe reappeared in his hand, "TOMMY-"

Phil's eyes widened, "We are on the same team boys-"

Wilbur tch-ed as he stared at you, "What a pity."

"Help me get up or I'll kill you."

tags!

@rexit-mo, @alex--awesome--22, @hi-imuwu, @the-official-memester, @beeissdead, @malfoysslutt, @beeseira, @incorrectquotesformyuse, @uselesssapphickitten, @ahmya-4, @penumbrasposts, @itsberrydreemurstuff, @chaoticotaku, @xanadugoddess

also

very pumped up for mcc, gonna watch dreamy poo!!! my health isn't really the best today, but I'll still try to write a recap!!

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[thekillingjoke-haha]

We’re Batshit Crazy

@spnquotebingo​ Word count:1,609

Summary: Love isn't all that perfect sometimes love is crazy especially when the Hero is in love with said crazy.

Gotham AU

Jason Todd(Jensen Ackles) x Villan!Reader

Enemies and Lovers (none of that "to" bs)

Gotham Recasting: Batman=John, Dick Grayson(second Robin not first) =Sam ,Tim Drake=Adam, Joker(ledger style)=Lucifer, Harley Quinn=Lilith,ect.

Warnings: Mention of death, blood, guns, and violence

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The mad laughter rung out into the night sky as the purple Lamborghini hit corners with violently sharp turns. "Oh puddin I just love family night!~" The pale platinum blonde giggled as the man with green dyed hair licked his smiling lips. A bubble of laughter came from the back seat he turned around to see his princess looking out the small back window. "Batsy batsy batsy" Her low/high pitched giggle caused a crazy chain reaction as the bat mobile hurried to catch up. "Always ruining our fun,huh,princess?" The clown king shifted his gray-ish blue order into the mirror grinning making the scars on his face raise into a sinister smile at the look of pure chaos in his daughter's e/c eyes. "Not tonight! Not on my birthday!!" She said as she smiled reaching under the seat to pull out a Tommy gun. Climbing to the front seat sitting on her mothers lap she leaned out the passenger window. "Go back to the Rat cave your not gonna put a downer on my weekend!" Y/n yelled shooting off round towards the tires,windshield,and headlights.

The mobile didn't seem to have a scratch as as a motorcycle pulled up beside it. Slipping back in the car the younger women pouted looking at get parents. "He called his little birdie no doubt the replacements in the car." Y/n huffed as she dug around for more fire power. "Puddin we have a visitor.~" The red mask gazed at us as he lifted a forearm pistol. Shots were fired and Joker took a hard right almost like tron the motorcycle quickly turned into a ally to avoid being hit. "Sorry Princess might have to cut tonight shot." He said licking his lips as a thump came from the roof making the youngest clown snarl her eye crazed as she shot above her as the purple car swerved wildly. "YOU'RE RUINING MY BIRTHDAY,BATS!!!" Y/n cackled madly a mixture of her parents laughed till the magazine ran out.

They got to one of their warehouses where Jokers men were armed to the teeth. The clown mask had black soulless eyes and immediately fired the moment the batmobile entered. Y/n skipped out of the purple Lamborghini she got on her tippy toes and kissed her dad on the cheek. "I got the hooded punk. Can you clip the bats wings for me...a little present?!" He laughed as he armed himself with a shotgun. "Anything for my princess." The f/c sf/c female clown skipped away knowing that the motorcycle riding vigilante was hot on her tail. That's how she found herself on the roof tops jumping the gaps as heavy footfalls followed. Her loud laugh echoed as she leaped to a smaller building hiding behind a vent the moment the brown leather jacket came into view she tackled the tall man. They were both panting as a grin pulled on the clowns lips.

Y/n POV

"Caught ya,Jay bird." I giggled pulling of the helmet his apple green eyes covered by a second mask stared at me he chuckled as his hand slipped above his head in mock surrender. "Yeah you caught me,beautiful." Leaning down I kiss him my hands pushed into his cheeks my thumb running over the scarred J. We've been dating for awhile now ever since dad kidnapped the second Robin at seventeen. I was fifteen at the time and dad had me at his side as he tortured him.I was always there to stitched him up and put burn cream after shock therapy I didn't know how we got attached maybe because he wanted to rebel a little by talking to me or someone around his age saw the same if not worse shit.

Six years ago(Y/n 15 Jason 17)

"Why are you helping me?" Looking up his head was strapped down along with his arms and legs. I shrugged my shoulders I knew who he was if I wiped off the make up and temp dyed my hair I was the honor student in the same class as him. Jason Todd anyone with eyes had a thing for him,but after removing his mask it wasn't hard to piece together who the bat fam is. "I know what my dad has planned for you Jay. This is just a band-aid on a gunshot wound and might I say that's very unhelpful." This was the first I spoke to him and it wasn't long before Dad beat him to death.

Two years later.

I sat in the back of the car as Frost drove. We just left the cemetery. "Why are we doing this,n/n." He asked looking in the rear view mirror at me. I'm seventeen now my thoughts screamed at me. Why was I trying to bring him back? "Because I crazy that why!" I giggled as we grew closer to the lazapit. He was dressed in a black suit with red tie his body sunk into the water as I waited. A loud gasp drew my attention as he shot up a white streak in his hair. "Heya sleeping beauty." Looking over in shock he lowly made his way looking like a baby deer. "I'm alive,but h-how?" His green eyes looked at me. "A Ghoul owed me a few favors I just asked to use his fountain of youth." Handing him a towel and some clothes. "Sorry about the outfit,but Arkham does have one size fits all." Jason chuckled as he started to dry off.I realized why I brought him back. I was crazy about him.

Two more years later(two years ago)

Jason wanted to stay dead he didn't go back to His dad and brother after he realized that neither of them tried and save him. It was sad to see,but it brought Jason closer to me and he started to trust me and I gave trust in return. Blood coated my hands while some was on my face. Looking at Jay some was speckled on his cheeks taking the pockets square out of the mobsters coat I wiped it off he looked down at me his arm slipped around my waist pulling me closer my breath hicked. "Will you be my girlfriend,my little jester?" A large smile grew on my face as my arms went around his neck pulling him down further. "Gladly,Jay bird." I kissed him not caring if my lipstick stained his lips and he didn't seem to care either as the kiss grew more intense. We shared our first kiss at nineteen surrounded by dead bodies as sirens and the unmistakable sound of the armed batmobile. At least he's as crazy about me as I am about him.

One year ago. (Jason POV for a sec)

I came to Bruce I hate to admit it but I needed advice about the one think he knew best. Women. It was just a couple of months ago he found out I was alive and shocker he managed to drive Dicky boy to Blüdhaven to get away from him to get his own image and not just Robin. Oh and surprise surprise when out of robins he had a spare like a tire and it's name was Tim. Nevermind that I stood across from Bruce in his home main office he had a frown on his face. "You're dating someone and its serious and I didn't know about it?" He asked trying to deduct everything. "I've been dating her ever since I came back. As strange as it might sound,but I want us to be something more." That's when the billionaire playboy stood up standing just a inch shorter then myself.

"Life is short Jason and you've experienced that first hand if you feel that both of you are perfect enough to be more then go for it." Perfect wasn't realistic nothing was ever perfect my life isn't perfect her life sure as hell isn't she's the clown princess I'm a bat son. Maybe that what makes us so good together the fact that it would have never really happened any other way life is just crazy like that.

Present

Staring into those vexing green eyes always brought me back. We're both twenty-one him being older only by a couple of months. "Happy birthday,gorgeous." His voice brought me back as my smile grew. We were standing up now he held a box wrapped in my two favorite colors. "Awe you shouldn't have." I grab it and opened it a gun was inside it was red and gold revolver it looked like my moms love/hate gun,but it said King/Queen. Looking at Jay I reached to hug him when suddenly he dropped to one knee pulling out a box with a beautiful f/c ring and ruby gem. "This feels over due. You took care of me when I was considered enemy number one. You brought me back from the grave when my own family didn't try. And this might sound stupid,but I had a crush on you in middle school you were one of the only people that didn't give me pity after Bruce adopted a street kid." He licked his lips as he gave of a small smile. "Together we are far from perfect, but we are good. You complete me...Y/n M/n Napier become my queen?" My eyes glossed over with tears my make up running down the pale foundation. "Oh my god of course!!!" I jumped into his arms hugging him tightly before letting him slip on the ring. "I love you." "I love you more crazy." I chuckle it sounded watery in my throat. "If I'm crazy then that makes two of us. You wanted to marry me." Yep we're both batshit crazy.

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A/n: Quote= We are far from perfect, but we are good. ~Supernatural

Is it just me or does Jensen look fucking hot as Red Hood?! I'm mean he's definitely a reason to move to Gotham

Well first crossover AU in my bingo card

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