Ooooo civilian!Bruce got me thinking about Jason,,, like how does his death go down here? Did he die in uniform and the others (at this point it would be just Dick and Barbra I think??) have to cover it up??? Did he only become a vigilante post-death?? He wouldn’t have as much (if any) angst with Bruce because Bruce is just A Guy here so does he stay away post coming back because he thinks he doesn’t belong anymore????? I’m just imagining the others dragging him back to the manor by the scruff of his neck because god dAMN IT JASON BRUCE AND ALFRED MISS YOU
(Also, you might already know this but: anon is off for your blog! I know from experience people are wayyyy more likely to send asks when it’s on)
so i already answered the first part of this ask earlier and @fanaticalthings made the most AMAZING addition that answers the second part <3 like literally took the ideas in my brain and wrote it out word for word for me thank YOU
jasons motivations are very different since he doesn't have a reason to blame bruce/batman for not avenging him, and instead during argument he has with bruce before he runs to ethiopia, jason says a lot of things he doesn't mean in the heat of the moment. he tells bruce he doesn't want him to be his dad, and that bruce didn't actually want him anyway. this is all wrong of course, but freshly resurrected and traumatized jason can't get over the fact that he yelled all those things at the man who did so much for him. had told his older brother he didn't want him either.
jaosn is so ashamed, so he stays away. he makes his debut as red hood in the narrows, and he almost breaks down when he sees nightwing again, but he goes on. he finds a crappy little apartment, does his dues, and watches over the waynes from afar.
but it's inevitable that dick and the tiny sherlock holmes replica tim drake find out who he is. and dick cries. a lot.
"baby brother, i'm so sorry. i'm sorry i wasn't there, i'm sorry, im sorry."
jason is a bit scornful towards tim at first, with the whole poster rich child replacement, but he warms up to him because tim is a good kid. hes curious and quiet but sharp and not afraid at all to sass jason as much as he respects him. they both try to drag jason right back to the manor because having their brother think he wasn't wanted, had been replaced, had been forgotten- that wasn't just untrue, it was fucking stupid.
but jason just isn't ready. he doesn't feel like he deserves to face alfred again, to face bruce again.
"please, just give me some more time. i need more time before- before."
and when could dick deny his little brother anything? so he stops being so adamant, but he sets a hard limit of two months, because
"bruce deserves to know, jay. he missed you so much, he misses you so much. there wasn't a day dad didn't think of you and wish you were here with us. come home soon, jay. please."
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this started as an incoherent rant in the server but now I'm obsessed so have a Wereshifer Miles AU one-shot (tl;dr: Edgeworth shrinks to about 6 inches every time the sun goes down)
set after the timeskip in AA5. Edgeworth and Wright live together. Edgeworth's nightly shrinking is part of their routine at this point.
the part with Phoenix getting back on the couch and talking about how Miles makes him feel is a bit that @callie-flower came up with in the server and I really wanted to use that ahh ;;;
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They were sitting on the couch after work. It was a nice day, with the late evening sun still filling the room with a golden glow. In the back, a record player was playing a slow, soothing album.
Suddenly, Phoenix shot up. He looked at Edgeworth with eager eyes.
"Wright, what is-"
"Dance with me."
"W...Now? The sun is almost down, I don't think- h-hey!"
Before Edgeworth could say more, Phoenix pulled him from the couch.
"Just for a bit. Come on, we rarely do this."
Edgeworth stared at Phoenix for a few seconds before smiling and complying to his request.
"Alright, just for a bit then."
They held each other and slow-danced to the music playing in the room for a few minutes, relishing the closeness of the other.
"...Phoenix, it's time, we should st-"
But Phoenix pulled Edgeworth closer, locking eyes with him.
"Phoe- please I'm already losing height."
"Just a little more, Miles."
Edgeworth was making a second attempt to get back to sitting down in a safer spot. But Phoenix wasn't about to let go.
Then it clicked.
"Oh."
Edgeworth relaxed. They kept dancing, although Phoenix had to adjust the way he held his partner as he slowly shrunk down. Phoenix realised it must have looked somewhat silly, but he didn't care.
Within a minute, Edgeworth was too small to even hold Phoenix in his arms. Yet Phoenix was not ready to let go. He picked Edgeworth up the moment he was small enough. Edgeworth looked at him with surprised eyes. He lost the last few inches of his height whilst being held in Phoenix's hands, who had never held Edgeworth while he shrunk before. The experience took them both a little aback.
"I could hold you like this forever, you know." Phoenix said, breaking a short silence.
Edgeworth wasn't sure what to say. He adjusted his position to lay more stable in Phoenix's hands. Then he looked up. Their eyes locked again and Edgeworth took in the sight of Phoenix's face so up close.
He let out a sigh. "Your freckles are exceptionally visible from here." he said half seriously, to break the awkward tension he felt.
Phoenix's heart skipped a beat. Now he was the one who was at a loss of words. He'd held Edgeworth before at nights, but that was mostly to help him get around the house. The sight of his partner laying down in his hands. So small and fragile. And Miles literally trusted him with his whole life in this moment.
Eventually he managed to utter: "God, I want to kiss you so badly right now."
"You- What now?"
"... please?"
Again, Edgeworth was unsure what to say. What was Phoenix thinking? This was one of the worst moments for Phoenix to play the romantic fool.
Wasn't it?
...
Edgeworth smiled.
"Okay."
"Wait really?"
He stood up in Phoenix's palms and nodded. "Really."
Phoenix didn't wait until Edgeworth could change his mind. He brought his hands closer to his face as gently as possible. His lips covered Edgeworth's entire face, and Edgeworth tried his best not to fall over. To keep his balance, he wrapped his arms around Phoenix's cheeks, and kissed him back as well as he could despite his size.
Phoenix gently drew back his hands, which made Edgeworth fall over on his palms. As he laid there, staring at Phoenix, he smiled.
"The song stopped playing already, you know."
"I don't care." As Phoenix said that, he cupped Edgeworth against his chest and moved to music that was not longer playing. Edgeworth listened to Phoenix's heartbeat and relaxed.
When Phoenix was done, he fell back on the couch, keeping Edgeworth close to his chest.
"Do you hear that Miles? This is how you make me feel all the time."
Edgeworth moved to lay on his back on Phoenix's chest and let out a heavy sigh. He never thought of shrinking every night as anything positive. It was always a burden to him, and now he often felt like a burden to Phoenix. Being showered in affection like this felt...good.
Really good.
Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.
They sat like this for a while, both contemplating what just happened, until one of them spoke up:
"We could do this more often."
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