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Dc x Dp Prompt #14: The Valentines Day Debacle

“debacle • \dee-BAH-kul\ • noun.

1 : a tumultuous breakup of ice in a river

2 : a violent disruption (as of an army) : rout

3 a : a great disaster b : a complete failure : fiasco.”

~ It was Valentine’s Day and Jason regrets agreeing to go on this date.

Weelll, kind of, but not exactly.

This “date” was actually a covert-op with three caped chaperones because he, Steph, Tim and Cass were all on cases that ended up being the same case.

Steph and Tim had caught wind of some allegedly magic potions becoming popular among college students used to help students score dates with their up coming Valentines. There weren’t any outright love potions but confidence boosters, things to increase your attractiveness, luck boosters, thing to get people in the mood. They had been investigating into it to make sure this wasn’t secretly a drug ring but found it to some real magical bullshit. They’d located the source’s lair/lab where they brewed the potions but not the potion brewer themselves.

Cass had been in Hong Kong when she caught wind of one of her targets following rumors of a witch who specialized in potions to grant small boons and bewitching charms. After dealing with her target she started tracking down the witch to find out her goals and intentions. She followed her trail across Asia, Europe and a good portion of the eastern seaboard before her path led her to Gotham.

Jason was investigating some upper middle class chick that started hanging around the alley trying to get in with the prostitutes and drag queens(and only succeeding in making them suspicious). She met several young men who abandoned the gang allegiances too trail after her like puppies. His investigation showed she was also circling Gotham elites and was in search of gossip on two things: people looking for love and a beau for herself.

They had been going over their cases at a team meeting when they realized their 3 targets were all the same woman. Between the four of them they pieced out she was some new age witch, descendent from an older family line looking to get rich and in a relationship. Her potions weren't really actively harmful but her use of them to gain the upper hand in business deals and amass a following of boytoys she decided weren’t hunky enough for her but would do as muscle was.

Tim and Steph knew she was planning on selling her potions at the Valentine’s/Winter market place in Robinson Park coming up. Jason and Cass knew she was looking to net some more followers while they were there so the plan was simple. One of the guys would go undercover to try and get recruited while the others stayed nearby for back up. They’d try to get some information out of her and if the need for it arose, to take her into custody and hand her off to the Justice League Dark. They’d already talked to Zatana to have her ready to come to Gotham should things go awry and gotten a charm from her to prevent them from getting put under her control.

Oh if only this didn’t go so wrong.

Unfortunately for Jason, he matched their little witch’s tastes to a tee. Thus, he was the one stuck being dragged around market under the guise of having agreed to a date with her. She dragged him around, made him pay for her things, tried to use his stature to intimidate others and was generally rude to the other patrons and staff. Oh, Jason despised her but grit his teeth and pretended to play nice. Cass was investigating her stall and Steph and Tim were tailing them.

Finally over the comms he heard the team confirm Cass had found the info she was looking for and he could finally ditch little miss witch. He broke it to her that he thought this wouldn’t work out and her eye just twitched. She must have tried to charm him because she asked him to stay with her and become her main beau, which he soundly refused. This set her off on a rage as she screeched over how her charm didn’t work and how Jason would have been perfect if she’d been able to get him under her thumb. He tried to back off when she lashed out with a magic rope insisting once she captured Jason he’d be the perfect leader to her adoring little boyfriend army.

So yeah she was more psycho than anticipated.

Spoiler and Red Robin began to swoop in for the rescue which only served to enraged her further. That’s when the team learned that she was talented in more than just potions. She used her magic to start awakening magical creatures in the park surrounding them. Nymphs shed from trees and little snow golems formed and began attacking RR and Spoiler.

Black Bat had run over to extract Jason when the witch noticed her. She shrieked in outraged proclaiming if she couldn’t have Jason no one else would and that he could become fish food for the frost creatures of Far Frozen before picking him up with a spectral vine and slamming him through the frozen lake into a swirling blue portal. Cass tried to go after him but the witch quickly engaged her with too much feral rage to realize she was outclassed in hand to hand against Black Bat. By the time Steph and Tim fought off the nymphs and golems it was too late. Whatever whirling portal had been in the lake closed and Jason was no where to be found.

As Jason pushed through the ice he had one final thought before he felt himself black out: ‘Worst Valentine’s Day ever.’

~ The first thing Jason felt when he came to was cold. He was still submerged under icy water. It was chilled him to the core but was almost soothing in a way. As if cooling of a burn. As is opened his eyes the world seemed to move in slow motion. He was still underwater surrounded by chunks of ice. He could make out sounds of distorted yelling as the world seem to get even slower.

Suddenly he felt something grab his collar and place itself under his arm. Jason was unceremoniously hoisted out of a frozen river and laid out on a river bank. He let out a harsh cough and his head got dizzy. He tried to regain his wits long enough to see who pulled him out.

It was large figure, maybe an inch or two taller than his 6 foot, with the bulk of a viking and the looks of one too. The man appeared to be around the same age as Jason, possibly older, and very concerned. He had messy white hair that was tied(or braided? Jason’s vision was still blurry) in the back. He was wearing armor made of some sort of hide leather and a dark gray metal (iron?) and covered in snow-white furs.

Jason stared at his savior trying to get his wits about him, willing his vision to clear. That’s Jason felt a warm fur cloak wrap around him as the man said something Jason wasn’t able to comprehend. He let out another harsh cough and felt himself being picked up in a princess carry. His rescuer moved incredibly fast for someone carrying a man of Jason’s stature. However, the motion did not help with the dizziness or the cold. Jason shivered, curling towards his “heroic knight” and pulling the cloak tighter around himself. This spurred the man to go faster.

Finally, everything stopped moving and Jason felt himself encompassed in warmth. Several more furs were wrapped around him and he was laid down to rest. At last Jason’s vision cleared enough to see the other man’s face properly. He had a rugged face and a strong jawline. He had a small scar near his eyebrow and round eyes with light eye bags beneath them. He had a straight nose and bow-shaped lips.

Jason felt the world slow down again and realized he’d soon pass out from the cold. The man lifted Jason’s head and slipped a pillow underneath. A rough hand gently pushed the wet hair out of his face and caressed his cheek. Jason stared into the man’s eye. They were kind, gentle, and such a vibrant green they seemed to glow. The man gave him a small smile and the last thing Jason heard before falling asleep was a soothing voice telling him “Rest, we will take care of you.” And with that Jason felt himself relax and fell asleep.

~ When Jason came to the first thing he saw was a 20-something-foot tall yeti with an icy cybernetic arm looming over the foot of his bed.

He promptly screamed and fell out of bed.

A vaguely familiar voice called out from another room.

“ FROSTBITE! I thought I told you not to scare him!”

In walked the man that had saved Jason from an icy death. Upon closer inspection now that he wasn’t dying the man seem 10 times as beautiful than Jason remembered. He almost seemed to have this ethereal glow to him. The man continued to admonish the yeti who just laughed heartily and continued on with whatever task he was trying to complete. The man turned his attention to Jason, smiling at him in apology and lifting him back into the bed.

“ I’m sorry about Frostbite. He won’t admit it but I think he gets a crack out of scaring his patients,” He said with a placating chuckle. His mirthful eyes met Jason’s puzzled ones and he continued on as he began to fiddle with few thermoses, seemingly searching for one in particular.

“ You must be quite confused. I don’t exactly know how you ended up here but this place called the Far Frozen. I felt a pulse of magic near the river and went to investigate and ended up fished you of the water. You were nearly frozen so I brought you back to village where you could get warmed up and medics like Frostbite could help you before the actual frostbite set in.”

He chuckled at his own joke before placing a cup in Jason’s hands.

“ It’s soup, drink up. It’ll help you get warm.”

Jason hesitantly took a sip of his soup. It was surprisingly good! He continued to sip his soup and Jason observed the man. He had a rather muscular build Jason noticed, staring at the man for no other reason than assessing if he’d be a potential threat (and for absolutely no other reason). Danny finished closing up his thermos and continued to speak.

“ I promise once Frostbite treats you for any illness or injury. I’ll help you get home. -Oh where are my manners” he held his hand out for Jason to shake. “You can call me Phantom.”

“ Call me Jay,” he replied, taking Phantom’s hand and a glance at his biceps. Phantom pulled away and stood up.

“Well, I’ll let you get back to resting. I’ll come back later when Frostbite gives you a check up and we can talk about how you got here and how to get you back” He turned and began to walk out before turning his head back one last time and waved. “I’ll see in a bit Jay.”

Jason watched him go and fell back into bed having finished his soup. As he pulled the furs and blankets back over himself he thought ‘Well maybe it’s not the worst Valentine’s Day ever.’

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WAIT bc i was thinking of batmom and bruce with their new baby and how excited/protective each of the batkids would be in their own way <333

NOW WE'RE TALKING

warnings: fluff after fluff after FLUFF

The sheer joy and pride in Bruce's face when he sees the little one in your arms would've been on the front page for days. Thank goodness the hospital had brought you to the room away from prying eyes but closest to the nurses and doctors. He has yet to believe that he's married to, in his humble opinion, the most wonderful woman in Gotham, no, the entire universe, and now, just seeing that bundle of joy, that you and him have brought to this world?

Wow.

He literally cannot describe the moment into words. He's just watching you, eyes wide and frozen in his spot, blinking rapidly when you call him over. He does, eventually, but his focus is on the newest addition to the family. His sleeves rolled up, jacket nowhere to be found and hair disheveled when he got the call from his office.

"Do you want to hold 'em?" He had only registered your words seconds later, and before he know it, he reached his arm out. So tiny, so fragile, so... so... sleepy.

The little yawn his kid let out was too cute to ignore. It started off with an upturn of his lips, then it grew to the point of grinning, but his eyes held tears, only beginning to shed when finally had the baby in his arms, holding them with much care.

"Hey..." Just like before, he was truly speechless. But you knew Bruce long enough to know that to him, actions speak louder than words, and seeing him plant kisses on the little one's head and whispering all sorts of words like 'look at how small you are' and 'I'm here', all you could do was watch the man who once believed that he had no chance in happiness in his life.

He didn't even bother checking the 9 calls and 31 messages from his kids when they heard when you went into labour. It didn't matter if he did though, because they were all waiting outside. Alfred, too, was there with them, and was also the only one not pacing back and forth like the rest of them, but that was only because he already did it before their arrival. Though, sitting down did little to nothing to his nerves.

Considering the big ol' family, they were only allowing people two at the time.

But, to Bruce's surprise (a welcoming one, of course!), all of the kids agreed to let Alfred alone enter first. Who was more deserving to see the youngest Wayne, if not the father figure himself?

"Oh, look at how precious you are." Alfred cooed, sniffling as he ever so slowly rocked the baby in his arms. He has always seen the Batkids as his own grandchildren, and no amount of demeaning articles could tell him otherwise, but with how different this little one in particular has joined the household, and a newborn no less, his nerves pretty much shot through the roof!

With the baby in Alfred's arms, Bruce took the opportunity to be with you, kissing the top of your head like he did with your baby, holding your hand and both thanking you and praising you for everything.

"You did so, so well. I’m so proud of you." You and Bruce watched Alfred being in his own world, sharing chuckles at his giddiness and antics before handing the baby back to you. He didn't want to, but with the siblings waiting in anticipation, he had to.

Next, came Damian. He had been so hesitant yet eager to come in, all while being thankful that none of his brothers and sister had teased him when he clearly seemed fidgety as they waited together.

"It's okay, Damian, you can come in," You beckoned your boy to come closer, and he did, with his head high but still nervous. He had been preparing himself for this, to be the best big brother in the whole wide word, so why was it so hard?

You and Bruce had patiently waited for Damian, knowing this was all very overwhelming, but all three of you were caught by surprise when Jason came in moments after Damian did.

"Sorry I'm late," He was quickly shushed by his father, unaware that his voice was too loud for the baby and Damian, who whirled around when he entered the room, "Sorry. C'mon kid, we got a sibling to meet."

If there was one person Damian came to see a lot more in the past nine months, it was none other than Red Hood himself. Expressing his concerns from different angles about his then-unborn sibling. But one concern stood out the most.

"Would they still love me the same?"

Jason knew exactly where this was coming from; being a good sibling was one thing, but the thought of being replaced or less loved was another. Jason was quick to correct him, toning down his sharp tongue and having a deep, one-on-one conversation with Damian like no other.

Jason walked to your bed, nodding to Bruce with a half smile before turning to Damian. The look of encouragement helped the latter to come closer. The scene before you was all too touching, while it may not be the first time you've seen them putting their differences aside, seeing it with your very eyes has never failed to tug at your heartstrings.

They had both declined your offer in holding the kiddo, with Jason coming back from pulling an all-nighter and Damian not feeling all too ready just yet. You didn't mind though, not when they still stayed to take in the baby's features.

Plus, Damian glaring at his older brother whenever he starts talking out of his ass, but said nothing of it when it made you and Bruce smile.

Jason left the room first, promising you, Bruce and the baby that he wasn't going anywhere. Just staying within the perimeter and making sure no nosey journalists or literally anyone from the press were crazy enough to get a glimpse of the baby.

"You're going to be a great brother, Damian." Bruce's statement had really been the reason he calmed down, breaking into a smile when he felt your other hand caressing his cheek.

"I hope so."

Damian left the room, calling Cass and Dick to come in before sitting next to Alfred, now at ease. Dick looked over his sister with a comforting smile, the latter returning the expression before walking in together.

Their nerves had been for different reasons; Dick, despite going through the whole 'hi, I'm your eldest brother' role countless of times, it never made it any less nerve-wracking. On the other hand, this would be Cass' second time welcoming a new sibling to the family, but for someone so young? Yes, it was all very new.

Still, their anticipation was more than anything.

Seeing the biggest brother and biggest sister of the Wayne's rushing over to you with such excitement, marvelling at the tiny human and whispering about how cute the little one was at each other.

"So cute!"

"I know!"

Having the two squeal over them, their arms over each other's shoulders despite the height difference was a sight to behold. A breath of fresh air, if you will.

Dick has promised to stop by the manor more often, as if he hasn't already done for years now, and Cass has promised to do 'all the siblings things in the world', whatever that meant.

Seeing Dick and Cass leaving the room with pure joy in their faces, Tim and Duke had no issue coming in. Though, Duke had been a little more quiet since than his brother, who had been shaking in his seat. Tim's eagerness really helped him out though, knowing he had no reason to worry about welcoming the bundle of joy for the first time when he had all this encouragement from not one, but six brothers and a sister!

By the time they came in, it was Bruce that was holding the baby, seeing how your eyes have been droopy every once in a while. Still, you were wide awake as soon as the two made their appearances. Tim had been more analytical about it, seeing which part of them would likely resemble you or Bruce while Duke just played along.

"I'd say mom's eye colour."

"Really? 'Cause my vote's on Bruce's," Duke paused before smiling sheepishly at you, "No offense."

"None taken." You giggled. Duke had told you about how he went temporarily deaf when he called Steph and Barbara about the baby, only for them to scream on the phone about it. Kate was more chill about it, but that didn't mean she wasn't happy, even telling Duke to make sure of your well-being as soon as possible.

They stayed long enough to allow the last pair of members to see you, greeting each other by the door, considering how they had just arrived. Terry and Matt peeked their heads in, holding each other’s hands before coming over to finally see you. If they had arrived much later, you would’ve been in slumberland. Bruce had told you to get some shut eye, for any of them would’ve understand, but being the stubborn you, you wanted to see them all before ever drifting off into a slumber.

“Hey, you two,” You held both of the boys’ free hands before asking Terry, “Did school hold you up?”

“Nah, I had a study group after class, and I just picked this guy off from his school trip.” He motioned to the younger McGinnis, who was clearly too distracted by the way your ruffled his hair to hear his brother’s teasing tone.

“Right! You went to the aquarium, right, kiddo?”

“Mhm! I saw like, eighteen eel species!” Then, he dug something out of his backpack before handing it to you, “Here! I didn’t know what to get at the aquarium so I got Mr Bubbles!”

The hand-sized whale plushie was such a random surprise, but the sparkle in his eyes couldn’t be any sweeter.

“Well, aren’t you a sweetheart?” You praised him for his thoughtfulness, leaning in just a little to kiss him on the forehead.

It was when the baby briefly gurgled that they finally came closer to Bruce to see the one and only. Well, Terry needed to give his brother a piggyback rather than expecting Bruce to kneel.

Matt commented on how small they were, tilting his head as the baby did nothing more than cuddle in his father’s arms.

“Well, you were as small as them at some point. Probably even smaller.” Terry smirked.

“Was not!” Matt pouted, “Hope they’ll like Mr Bubbles.”

“Of course, we’ll make sure to put the lil’ guy in the crib to keep ‘em company.” Bruce assured him, all while noting how you were pretty much fighting (and losing) to your sleepiness at this point. Bruce whispered to Terry to go home with the rest of the family, promising that he’ll keep the family updated on you and the baby and when exactly you’d be able to leave the hospital. The teen nodded, telling his little brother to quietly say goodbye to you before meeting up with his siblings and Alfred outside.

Bruce sat back down on the chair placed next to your bed with a sigh, smiling down at the baby for the umpteenth time before looking at you, sleeping soundly. He has yet to inform Lucius about his plans in taking some time off, but right now, the last thing he was worried about was his company. The two of you had a giant family to come home to and you’re honoured to be a part of this little one’s new life.

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Update are hella slow as of now, and I have some more in my inbox, but I hope this will suffice for now! Please don’t forget to leave some sugar, I’d love to hear what you think of this! And have a great weekend! <;33

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