#i just want a super cool super hero | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

ghostreblogging · 8 months

Text

Damian stands before the corpse of his brother.

Is it a corpse? He doesn't know.

They had come to this lonely stretch of land that was once called amity park because something something. Damian hadn't really cared. It was supposed to be a simple get in and get out situation . They were already much busier with their own cases .

Eerie ruined houses and buildings seemed to paint a rather depressing picture. Because you could feel that people used to live here. Half drunken bottles and stollers were out. Just like if everyone just disappeares while walking. But the rotting flesh In the strollers seemed to suggest that darker things have happened here. The everyday norm seemed to frame the gateway to hell. The green glow was the only thing that was truly out of the ordinary.

Perhaps it's just an opening to another Lazarus pit.

But It doesn't feel like a normal Lazarus pit . Damian would know that better than anyone. It somehow felt brighter. And an electric buzz permeated the air. It felt sickening. The destroyed sign makes somewhat of an archway for the entrance. It says Fen- something something? The letter had long fallen off from the elements

"God, bloody hell. This place just reeks of infinite realms," the laughing magician commented before pulling another cigarette from his pocket.

"Infinite realms?" Father grunted

"Don't get your panties twisted. There's a reason I didn't tell you about them, the more you know the harder they are to deal with"

There were more mindless chatter between his family. But Damian ignored that in favor of staring down the archway . It felt like a cold shiver on his back and a horrible burning sensation on the palm of his right hand. Weird.

Damian knew that what awaited him was death. He didn't know whose though.

"Do you feel that?" Damian asked before he could stop himself

Grayson turned to look at him, raising his eyebrow. "Babybat, what? What feeling?"

Damian knew he already walked into communication.

"The cold shiver, and the burning sensation on your right palm"

"Ha! Just sounds like your scared demon brat"

"Forget it"

And they promptly walked into hell.

Damian I've missed you so much! But it's dangerous here. You'll get caught by him

Inside Damian felt as if he was walking for years. All with that , horrible disgusting smell. Burnt flesh and plastic. So overwhelming that his eyes stung even through his mask. He had to wake with his eyes half closed. Stumbling his way through the uneven terrain.

Winding corridors made out of crushed rubble.

Damian , be careful there is sharp glass there

Eerie glow that never seems to get closer.

Damian? I really don't like the Lazarus pits

It was dark and an encompassing ceiling above him felt like spiderwebs, a trap. But beyond that you could see the sky.

Hey Damian? Let's go stargazing again!

Hey Damian please don't go further

Something kept bothering him but he didn't know what. But he kept on walking.

And eventually they found themselves in a big chamber. Lazarus pit waters filled the caver like a lake. Beautiful flowers that seemed misplaced grow up to the sky.

The sky.

Maybe that was the source of the discomfort?. They came in at dawn.

It shouldn't have been dark .

And the stars were wrong. How long did they walk for?

Long enough. Just go please

There was a huge rift. Beyond were Lazarus green lands with floating landscapes. Sometimes you could see something big float by . Damian wonders if they were living or just a part of the landscape.

Beautifully enchanting. Like freedom, feeling of wind on your ski-

And then Damian's eyes fell on the thing. How could he have not noticed that.

Please get away that is not me that is not me that is not me that is not me

Like some kind of a lost puppet it was hung in front of the rift. That was the source of the smell. A white suit that once had been sterile, burnt and fused with the flesh below. Dark burnt hair that hung and thankfully concealed the empty eyes.

For once Damian was thankful he couldn't see something. He just felt that if he saw the thing's eyes, he would never recover.

Because that face.

He knew that face

It was one of he had forgotten a long time ago.

Damian please that is not me plEase. I aM LOSiNg my SeLF

A brother that went missing during a mission.

"God what the fuck is that" Grayson's voice broke Damian's trance.

Damian frowned. It didn't feel appropriate to talk here.

Hide. Hide hide hide hide

A voice broke the silence soon after.

"I advise you to leave immediately" a familiar voice. From the oh so familiar corpse . It grated against his ears. And the corpse moved in tandem. Exaggerated and cartoonish but in a horrid way like a machine struggling to run in their later years. It felt like it was coming from everywhere at once.

Hey Damian let's not go here

Damian it's not a good idea to be here take you family and leave

Damian, let's go another route

I can barely maintain luciedicy please listen to me

"I advice you to leave immediately" just like clockwork. The exact same tone, the exact same horrid little dance.

"Well we can't. Well we can't before we know why In the everliving earth there is a direct portal to the infinite realms here." Constantine seemed to have nonchalance as he spoke but Damian saw his cold sweat. And eyes darting , trying to look anywhere but directly at it .

The corpse directly ignored Constantine. It turned to him . Each movement sharp and gutted.

"Damian we are finally together again :) "

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #danny phantom au #is this done yet?#dc x dp #dp x dc prompt #dpxdc #dc x dp prompt #huh #a moment of inspiration led me to this #i wanted to draw but i couldnt rwnder the picture in my head out so ehhh #i dont even know what is happening here #but twin dami and danny #uhhhh so loike danny instead of getting super powers while dying #gets turned into an eldritch monster instead like the other kids #so like timeline here #danny dami as kids in the league -> danny goes on mission -> gets adopted as a fenton -> the portal incident -> instead of turning into #a cool hero he becomes a monster -> at first because he and everyone thought he was just a meta he was just the normal phantom shit -> then #realized he was dead -> everyone realized these werent the normal ghost themed metas -> bcuz they revealed to be ghosts more of the hidden #FORBIDDEN KNOWLEDGE is seen by the people #like in this au i was foliwing that one au where the infinite realms is actually the primodial chaos #so there ought to be like consequences to knowing that shit #danny splinters into two parts #one montstrous and manipulative part and one kind and protective part #danny tries to protect everyone from himself but oh shit everyone is insane arleady!#leading most people to do the oneway trick to the otherside with just a rope #danny wants to leave but like there is a demon there like he cant leave it or itll be able to leave

589 notes · View notes

multifandom-lesbian09 · 10 months

Text

Okay as much as I loved Dragon Ball Super: Super Hero, I was actually so mad when Trunks and Goten screwed up the fusion. Like y’all had the perfect opportunity for some badass older Gotenks moments but nooooo, you decided to waste it

#i know it’s not about them but still #everyone else had their own cool moments but you had to go and have them screw up the fusion #like please i just wanted to see older gotenks #it would’ve been so badass dude 😭#even krillin had a few moments that made me have a little more respect for him #but apparently gotenks doesn’t get to have that #dragon ball super #dragon ball super super hero #son goten #trunks briefs #gotenks #truten

100 notes · View notes

chaoticgremlinbrainspace · 1 year

Text

fuck man

finding out new things about nightwing makes me go insane, rotating him in my mind at high speeds, centrifuge his ass, I want to pull him apart, see his every facet, study him like a bug. hes just so interesting to me. there's so many interesting things to his character that could be explored and delved into. things that would be cool to see. like, hes just got so many parts that could and have interacted in ways that just captivate me.

#dick grayson #nightwing #grem screams #pondering him #like this guy is on my mind for real #some things I can relate too others out of my depth but could be absolutely written well in the right hands #its probably a bit of the hyper fixation on him he just has so much to him to me ghisdfnj #he gets the "my ass hyperfixated then projected the fuck out of him #like #I am a rabid dog and I am chewing on him like a squeaky toy #there's so much intersectionality to him I want to see all of his parts impacting him in ways #I guess what intrigues me is the human parts to the super hero #like yeah yeah powers and abilities are cool but what are you as a person #how do you live #what are you struggles how have you as a person been impacted by the superheroing #like shit like that is interesting not to say I do like the super hero part I just think the two sides coming into conflict or working #together #I love action I just think seeing the impacts is neat too #idk I just feel like its cool because hers often seem so like other its kinda fun to see them combust bghisdfnj idk how to explain it weel #I dont mean slice of life either like...I guess I want repercussions and cause and effect to mean something ghirsnjef #again its weird #long ass tags btw

95 notes · View notes

merlinmerlot · 6 months

Text

i finally finished bg3

and it only took me [looks at steam]

SIX HUNDRED HOURS

#merlin.txt #w/ the new computer the rest of act 3 went by super quickly #honestly i dont think my computer and my sanity would have survived all those cutscenes #ANYWAYS initial thoughts:#cried like a baby. ending credits songs really really good. i can't WAIT to start a new playthru. HOWEVER:#oh my god the ending felt so fucking rushed. i was expecting like a typical rpg ending slideshow at LEAST but nothing???#like you only get One cutscene with your romanced partner (a short one too) but i don't get to see what everyone else is doing??? hello??#gale is literally like 'lets celebrate' and we don't get to see the celebration??? or at the very least a chance to talk to everyone again #like in act 1 and 2????#imo i think the most satisfying one was lae'zels. god i love her #also act 3 is hella buggy especially towards the end. a lot of broken dialogue. but ah well #OK NOW SPOILER THOUGHTS SAMMIE DONT LOOK:#the game Really wants you to turn illithid but i ended up just letting karlach do it ... i felt bad .. but like #i found the arc of my tav like. getting So close to going full power hungry and martyr and hero only to finally be humbled like -#'you dont have to always play hero' was really interesting. like doing that and then hearing the post credits 'the power' song. gshldgksmal #guy who is soo miserable abt the fact that all their cool illithid powers are now gone. has to go back to being normal #ALSO. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE ENDING AST SCENE. HELLO?#HIM RUNNING AWAY FROM THE SUN. IT BEING COMPLETELY PLAYED FOR LAUGHS. SO MEAN #any other time i may have laughed but the fact that you dont really get epilogues made that Really sting.#THE FACT THAT THE COMPANIONS ARE NOT EVEN NICE ABOUT IT??????

20 notes · View notes

heromaker-if · 1 year

Text

Me? Coming up with other IF ideas and creating a set list of ROs that I'm already in love with?

.....

Nooooo.... Not at all..!!! 😶

#i just wanted to post it cause i wanted to talk about it 😭#DW HERO MAKER IS STILL IN THE WORKS #this IF idea is really cool tho #already has a name and a set plot (super undeveloped tho)#spoiler alert: you play as a supervillain with amnesia!!!!!#and yes before you ask #i do organise my story ideas in notepad using emojis #my prime focus is hero maker so dont worry guys #i'll be posting a progress update soon #my other ifs

44 notes · View notes

worm-in-a-trenchcoat · 1 year

Text

Okay so am I the only one who had no idea these were a thing until just now??? Like what??

And Frankie is going on sale THIS FRIDAY??

I’m so sick of Mattel’s marketing man wth 😭

#idek which one I want 😭#I think I may get spectra just because I don’t have a spectra doll in my collection yet #but Cleo’s design is really cool #Frankie’s is cute but it’s not really that unique looking imo??#it kinda looks like the super hero one they released at San Diego comicon #monster high

37 notes · View notes

pranzill · 6 months

Text

"What you're feeling it's not death. It's life, a new kind of life."

#sorry for the spaaaam #I'll stop right here #I just wanted to do this so bad #this friend of mine is my hero #does always super cool cosplays #supernatural #first blade #crowley and dean #crowley #dean winchester #moc dean #deanna winchester

6 notes · View notes

dimiclaudeblaigan · 1 year

Text

As someone who has played FE since FE7 came out in the west and have since played the games prior to and after it, I really don’t see how Engage is “the best FE game of all time” and yadda yadda that people keep claiming. Just because it has more customization and “freedom” doesn’t... automatically make it a better game? Personally I get more aggravated when there’s too much freedom and too many options for gameplay. Even Houses had a tad too much customization that I rarely use because it had so many menus and I love Houses.

Sure, I liked Engage, but I can’t see why it’s suddenly the bestest theeng evur just because it’s the newest entry. I had more fun with Hopes playing AG than the entirety of Engage, and I can compare them because they both reused old characters, so there was a similar feeling of interest being able to see old characters again. Other than that, I’m interested in like... two, maybe three characters tops in Engage.

Soren is pretty much the only Emblem perfectly on point who wasn’t almost entirely generic with conversations. Sigurd had fewer generic conversations and was completely ooc, so that was a big fat wah wah for me (because as we all know, IntSys pretends canon Sigurd does not exist in the whole franchise now and only uses ghost!Sigurd’s like five lines of dialogue as his only and whole personality).

Honestly I think I’m kind of getting bitter toward Engage as an entry because people keep saying it’s the best FE game ever made, especially for gameplay (big ol’ lel from me), but it’s almost always at the expense of Three Houses in one way or another, about how Houses is a worse game. It’s... really not. Oh noooo, they didn’t use anti-aliasing, the whole game suuucks. 😒

(Oh yeah, and FE9 was supposed to be the original hub world game where you got to run around at a base camp and all that fun stuff, so uhhh... that kind of thing has nothing to do with newer entries being better and all that stuff.)

Also, I am being 110% more critical of these people and Engage right now because I have a headache and have felt pretty crappy without even being sick for the past few days. :’)

#DCB Comments #like... ever notice how I very rarely post about... you know... actual Engage?#how it's always older characters and especially Houses related? yeahhhhh. Engage's story wasn't that interesting #the gameplay was... really... not that interesting. actually I found it pretty annoying a lot and the camera is s h i t #Engage did better with its characters than Awakening and Fates but they're kinda more like #two trope personalities instead of one #like... idk. it was fun but it isn't one of my faves/ I can't see myself wanting to reply it very much #like... idk. it was fun but it isn't one of my faves. I can't see myself wanting to replay it very much #also Engage REALLY hammered in the ooc stuff for Sigurd and Ike and made them nothing like their canon counterparts #Sigurd kinda has always been ooc bc like Heroes already did that and stuff #but Ike has kinda been a steady increase in ooc writing since his first non Tellius appearance #I think at this point also I'm just... tired. I'm tired of new games being the new cool awesome hero game of the whole franchise #and then it gets hated on when the next entry comes out. that's been happening basically since Awakening #(which is funny bc Awakening was /also/ better than Fates)#like idk is it really personal preference when it's four out of my five favorite games that either sold amazingly well #or are extremely sought after and fandom-wise super popular? the idea of Engage seemed cool and all but #idk something abt it... well a lot of somethings ig... aren't vibing very strongly with me #DCB Engage Stuff

5 notes · View notes

watermelinoe · 11 months

Text

sometimes i'm reminded most ppl think of isekai as shitty rpg ecchi for moids so when i say i'm really into isekai that's what they think i'm reading 🌚

#i'm aware i'm not the intended audience for shoujo/josei isekai either but still #the first thing i'd do if i got isekai'd and woke up as a female character in a story is cut off all my hair #then start dressing in men's clothes and see if any women want to fall in love with me #the fun of isekai for me is seeing ppl play with the genre + seeing cute smart women in gorgeous outfits #+ the ML is a blank slate i can project onto (seriously the ML is always just some guy and *i* could be just some guy he's just like me fr)#oh and i love aristocratic intrigue. wily wilhelm is scheming for the throne and plotting an assassination? go girl get his ass #isekai for men is like. this guy has nothing going for him but these super cool and strong girls all love him for some reason.#even though he only learned swordfighting last week he is still somehow a better fighter than all of them and will be the big damn hero #one of the girls in love with him is physically 11 but she's actually 6000 years old and insecure about not having big tiddies so it's fine #like i just cannot do it man

3 notes · View notes

taurnachardhin · 2 years

Text

*utterly vibrating with excitement to find out what the rest of the Stormlight minis stretch goals will be*

do I collect miniatures? no. do I paint miniatures? no. am I about to start? I guess!!!!

#personal junk box #stormlight archive #it's just a natural human desire to own tiny plastic versions of your favorite characters and i am not immune #am i going to be insane and get all 4 sets because the 9-10 i really super want are spread across all of them?? probably!#look i can always resell the others later and maybe make some people happy who were patient enough to hold out for that very opportunity #fortunately i am not tempted by the statue #it does make me ask myself 'what scene from the cosmere WOULD i willingly pay $300 to see depicted in a fancy desk statue'#and the answer has to be [spoiler redacted] claiming both [spoiler redacted] from the end of hero of ages #but it seems unlikely they'd pick that for a number of reasons so perhaps my bank account is safe #(GOD it would be cool though!!)#stormlight minis

8 notes · View notes

area51-escapee · 1 year

Text

I feel like people particularly in fandom have this idea that once a person reaches like over 25 they’re supposed to lose all their interests and only have the set pre approved Adult Interests™️ like paying taxes and having kids and drinking wine and the only reason an adult would like anything is to find some kind of sexual gratification in it because all adults are sex crazed perverts so even the most innocent fanart or fanfic is deemed sus and inappropriate and idk that sounds like a terrible way to think of getting older

#like as a younger teenager I was kind of scared of losing interest in the things I love #and back then I didn’t even have this attitude from fandoms to influence that #it was more so adults telling me the things I liked were childish and I’d grow out of them someday and they were all just a phase #well I’m not over 25 yet but I don’t see that happening #I still love anime I started watching at 15 and I still love cartoons aimed at children #but now I don’t have a bedtime and nobody can ground me #and I go to work and I pay my bills and my taxes #but I also have some money left over to buy cool posters or keychains or figures #so it’s pretty great tbh #I don’t think people should have to interact with adults if that makes them uncomfortable #everybody is allowed to draw their own boundaries just like plenty of adults choose not to interact with minors #but an adult existing in a fandom space is not a red flag bestie they built the fandom spaces to begin with #an age is not a red flag a person’s behavior is #I see this kind of sentiment aimed primarily at adult women #but men who collect figurines or legos or like sci fi or super hero’s too much #are also often deemed immature and ‘man children’#the idea of ditching the things you love because you’re older sounds sad and terrifying #I love all my stuffed animals and I love my all might figure and I love my posters in my anime corner #I don’t want to lose them just cuz I reach an age where that’s for some reason unacceptable

4 notes · View notes

anthro-cat · 11 months

Text

im sad that i have so many ideas but can't finish any of them due to lack of artistic skill and imagination

#i just exist to make furry designs #my furry ocs are just that. designs. i never finish them #i try again and again to make a story but it is so hard to actually finish one #i had a cool story that i called Heroes and Rain #basically the gods of the universe were in conflict because they wanted different things for the humans #so it was constantly raining in the human world and there were conflicts everywhere #i think there were six gods #i have a doc #so its:#God of Harvests who controls death and stuff #and agriculture too #Goddess of Luck. idk what she did. but she was super carefree #God of Symphony which basically made the world flow controlled #Goddess of Legends who makes heroes and leaders #Goddess of Virtue who basically was the one that everyone prayed for #she was like. the strength and willpower #and God of Strategy which both made and avoided conflict #aughhh it was such a good idea #anyway. there were three main characters.#first is Cypress who i draw a lot cuz she's gender #she was serious and hardheaded #then was Summer who was cheerful and friendly #then there was Quinten who was shy but a good decision maker #god. i'd love to revisit it one day. but i don't feel like it...#and thats my big problem #sorry for rambling #i guess the tag ''my rambles'' really is for rambles huh #my rambles

1 note · View note

llycaons · 2 years

Text

it's so funny to see aus where xy is a disciple of the 'yiling wei sect' I'm pretty sure wwx hated that guy and wanted to kill him. like really badly

#mxy as a disciple of wwx I can accept in certain situations #but wwx didn't even want to found his own sect he wanted to go home 😭#this feels so basic but like. he's a good person who would never affiliate with xy #like im glad people are having fun with the suck robe designs but that was never going to happen its an inherently ooc au #sick* robe seigns. they're really cool!#even if yi city didn'y happen wwx was like oh this dude is super fucked up and murdered a bunch of people #good thing the wandering heroes (my idols) are here I wish I could travel around with lan zhan #and defeat evil (like xue yang) like they do (together)#but nope just have wwx teach one of the most sadistic and murderous characters his groundbreaking cultivation techniques.\#because it's a good aesthetic #im not actually mad btw I just think it's funny #postcanon he doesn't even want to found a sect he's tired he wants to chill with his beloved #cql txp

9 notes · View notes

evielmostdefinitely · 5 months

Note

slightly odd request but i’ve LOVED cold tonight and the others in the mini series and i was wondering if you could write something where reader gets into a disagreement with the caption wife of a politician snow HATES and reader does everything correct and is ‘well behaved’ for snow so when he gets her home she sort of breaks down in concern he’ll punish her and she’s worrying he’s mad at her but instead he just comforts her and tells her how good she is etc etc , maybe some praising smut if you fancy ? totally ok if it’s not your cup of tea !!!!

bitter cold |young!coriolanus snow x capitol!reader|

prompt: as requested above :)

contains: alludes to dom/sub themes but not super heavy. possessive, dark snow. reader gets hurt (not by snow). slight smut at the end but not super graphic.

“Mrs. Snow,” The snarl in her tone, you could practically picture the baring teeth, lips pursed in a forced smile that resembled more of a grimace waiting behind you; Cypher Crane.

You turned, a polite smile on your lips- years of training. These dinners weren’t new to you by any means. You had grown up attending numerous socialite events such as this, only now, you were the President’s wife.

“Cypher,” You greeted the brunette woman with a clenched grin. “Lovely to see you.”

“Yes,” She hissed, eyes trailing down your figure, over your outfit with a flare of her nose in disapproval. “I’m sure it is.”

You winced, sucking in a breath. And so it begins, you thought. Cypher was your age, you’d grown up going to school together, school yard friends even, at one point. Until you married Coriolanus. Since the death of her elder sister, Arachne, the entire Crane family had blamed Coriolanus. It was his idea that they go see the tributes, and therefore his fault she died. It never bothered Corio, he’d roll his eyes and wave it off, “The family is grieving. Let them blame me if it makes them feel better.” He’d scoff. Still, it upset you, their constant provoking.

You cleared your throat lightly, scanning the room for Coriolanus on the other end, desperate to be away from Cypher, the tension already too much. “If you’ll excuse me, my husband needs me-”

“-No, I need to have a word with you.” Cypher blocked your step easily, clutching her champagne flute. Your heart hammered, trying to stay calm, cool.

“About?” You lifted a brow, tone lifting to stay light and casual- unbothered, hoping you would stay the same.

“The games,” Her eyes narrowed, lips fixing in a tight line.

Your heart dropped. Corio had made a number of changes to the games. Alongside Dr. Gaul, the two were working to gain more and more viewers. His first games, and he wanted them to be perfect. The changes had been announced to the sponsors council only a few days prior. You were sure that was why Cypher wanted to talk to you.

“Your husband,” Her words drenched in venomous disgust. “Made changes to the games.” You sucked in a breath as she took a step closer to you. “To the tributes.”

Your eyes darted around. Where were your friends? Where was Corio? Tigris? Anyone to help you.

“Yes, he has.” You nodded, swallowing the growing lump in your throat. “Dr. Gaul and Coriolanus thought it best that the tributes be welcomed and celebrated for their sacrifices-”

“-I fucking know what he said.” Cypher snapped, her voice bouncing off the marble of the room, catching the attention of the guests around you- maybe the whole room. You were too scared to look, truthfully. Coriolanus’ icy, curious gaze had found yours, brows furrowed.

“I was there when this ridiculous idea was presented, and quite frankly I’m surprised at you.” Cypher sneered, finger jabbing dangerously close towards your face. “Your own daily endorsing this-this monstrosity. Treating tributes as heroes? Funding new trains and tearing down the tribute zoo? Giving them this pedestal to parade around on?”

“Darling,” Coriolanus’ tone was tight, it made your heart skip. You looked at him, eyes rounded in fear, pinned against the wall. Cypher close to you, Coriolanus behind her. “Is everything alright?” You knew he was upset about the commotion, the improperness of it.

Your words jumbled in your mouth, fumbling over a calm, collected response. Cypher never turned, never moved, kept her furious gaze on you. “You know my sister was killed by one of those tributes?” Cypher sneered.

The room stilled, Coriolanus’ eyes falling to you. You weren’t sure what to do, uncomfortable and a little frightened. “You do know it, and now you want to reward them? Reward the rebellion? That’s what you’re doing aren’t you?”

“No.” You shook your head. “No, never, I- we would never-”

“-Liar!” Cypher roared, lunging at you. She shoved you against the wall, your head smacking the heavy marble, wincing through clenched vision, waiting for the strike.

Instead, Coriolanus had her, arms wrenched around her shoulders, shoving her with such force to the ground before the Peacekeepers drug her away. “You killed my sister! You did, Snow! And now you’re rewarding the ones who killed her! Her blood is on your hands, you rebels!”

“Move,” Corio shoved the Avoxes out of the way, eyes scanning over your features furiously. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?” He whispered, jaw clenched in fear, maybe rage.

“I-I’m alright.” You took a shaky breath, reaching to the back of your head, rubbing the forming knot. Corio’s grip tightened around you.

“Take her to my lab.” Gaul commanded the guards, bright eye wandering wickedly Coriolanus’ way. He nodded, lips pursed furiously, one arm around you. “Clear everyone out.” He commanded with a sharp jerk of his head.

“Corio, I-I’m fine.” Your breath shuddered, gripping his arm to steady yourself. “Everyone doesn’t have to leave-”

“-I’m taking you to be examined.” Coriolanus’ jaw was tight, pulling you down the Capitol’s steps with a fury.

“I don’t need that, darling, I promise. I-I’m alright.” Your heart beat furiously. You had ruined his event. You knew how important this was, and you let it get out of hand. Now, Corio was furious, and why wouldn’t he be?

“You need to be examined.” Coriolanus’ tone was sharp, leaving no room for argument. Instead, his hand wrapped tighter around your bicep, hauling you to the private wing of the Capitol’s mansion- your shared wing.

You didn’t fight, sure if you opened your mouth, you might be sick. Instead you sat obediently, letting the doctor examine you, avoiding Coriolanus’ intense, watchful gaze on you. Your fate was sealed, you knew it. Knew that he was upset with you- that he’d punish you for such a display.

The doctor checked you, wrote it off as a mild concussion with orders to not sleep. Coriolanus’ response of “I will ensure of it,” in such a cutting, firm tone, made you shiver.

The room was eerily still when the doctor left, just you and Coriolanus residing in your bedroom, a thick tension in the air.

“How are you feeling?” You jumped at the sound of his voice, sharper than normal, though his brows were furrowed with something softer. Concern, perhaps?

“I-I’m ok, Corio.” You swallowed your nerves, clutching the duvet of the bed. “Just an ache.”

“How bad of an ache? You didn’t tell the doctor this.” Corio huffed, standing quickly, crossing the bedroom with a fury.

“Corio, don’t. I’m fine.” You shook your head, moving off the edge after him.

Coriolanus turned around, frowning at you. “You’re not supposed to be up.” He huffed, harsher than he meant to. “Sit down.”

You flinched, scurrying back obediently. “I’m sorry. I-I just, I’m fine. I promise. I’m ok.” You stuttered, stomach dropping and twisting with fear.

Corio paused, watching you with careful eyes. He’d written off your skittish behavior as fear from the situation, fear from being hurt. Now, he watched you cower before him, eyes peering at him the way those he executed did, trembling with pure horror.

An unpleasant heaviness settled in his chest, sinking to his stomach. “My love,” Corio frowned, stepping towards you. “Are you alright?”

“I’m ok, Corio, I promise. I-I’m just-just…” You looked at him, head turned down, curled into yourself.

Coriolanus knelt in front of you, between your legs, taking your face into his hands gently, stomach lurching at the way you tensed. “What’s the matter?” He whispered, blue eyes scanning your face for a sign, any indication as to why you were so fearful.

You hesitated, lip rolling between your teeth. You wanted to stay silent, be obedient and not further him any more. His gentle touches were lulling you, coaxing your own anxieties out of you.

“Corio, I swear, I-I did not mean for that conversation to get out of hand as it did.” Your eyes met his gaze hesitantly. “I tried to excuse myself. I tried to de-escalate it, and-and move away, but she was so… determined.”

Coriolanus waited, blinking, still in his own confusion. Your hands twisted in your own clammy grip. “I didn’t mean to ruin your event. I-I was just trying to be polite and-and it got out of hand-”

“-I know that.” Coriolanus tilted his head gently. “Darling, this isn’t your fault.”

“She approached me, and-and I should have walked away or-or called you over-”

“-You did what you should have done.” Coriolanus said firmly, lips pressing together. “I need to know who is with me and who is against me. There are far too many rebels, unscared and ready to strike. Clearly, the Crane family is one and will be dealt with.” You shuddered at the sneer in his tone, the venomous threat ominous of what was to come for the Crane family, what Cypher was already experiencing in Gaul’s lab.

“I wish that would have been done without her laying a hand on you,” Corio grit, anger flashing through those dazzling, blue eyes that had you swooning when their gaze met yours. “But, I can assure that will not be possible for her to do. Not for much longer.”

Your grip tightened this time, clutching his hand fiercely, like a lifeline. “You’re not angry with me?”

“I could never be.” Coriolanus shook his head. “You defended me, I heard you- others heard you.” His lips curled in a soft smile. “I couldn’t have asked for anything better.”

You beamed under his praise, relaxing into his touch. Corio’s fingers brushed over your knuckles carefully. “Are you feeling ok?” He asked, softer now. A touch of… worry in his tone?

“Yes,” You nodded, pressing your forehead to his, your noses touching. “It’s just an ache.”

Coriolanus’ hand tightened in yours. “I should have her whole fucking bloodline removed for that. For putting her hands on you.”

“Don’t.” You whispered, shaking your head gently. “She’s upset. She lost her sister.”

“She’ll be losing more than that tonight, my darling, rest assured.” Corio hissed, that cloudy darkness seeping back into his gaze. “I will make sure of it.”

You didn’t fight him, didn’t try to sway him. You didn’t want to upset him further, there was nothing that could change Cypher’s fate anyways.

Instead, you let him dote on you. You let Corio’s fingers brush through your hair, parting your scalp, running lightly over the small knot there. His lips were soft, pressing a gentle kiss to the sore area, before replacing it with ice. He even held the ice pack in place when your arm got tired, like a true, doting husband.

Your eyes would droop, a soft pat to your leg waking you, a stern stare that had you blushing bashfully, thighs pressing together.

“You have to stay awake, my love.” Corio reminded with a soft grumble, rubbing your scalp gently.

“So keep me awake.” You purred, pressing up on his chest lightly, body between his legs. Corio grinned, hands cupping your cheeks, pulling you into him, lips hungrily devouring yours. He moved you gently into the goose feather pillows, lips dragging down your cheek, jaw, biting at your neck. He was so sweet to you, fucking you how you liked- on your stomach, his body folded on top of yours, hands intertwined, hot breath grunting and moaning into your ear.

2K notes · View notes

nerdpoe · 1 year

Text

The One Unaccounted For

Danny had never seen Skulker look so pleased.

Normally the ghost was always at least a little happy to duke it out with Danny, but this? The ghost was positively vibrating with excitement.

"Okay, okay, time out. What's going on, man?" Danny had to call out, launching himself above a shot and hovering there.

Skulker fucking giggled. Skulker. Giggled.

"I have been hired by the Observants to hunt down a formidable foe. Our battle-" "-Will be glorious." Danny finished, much to the confusion of the ghost who had not been around for such refined culture.

"Yes! They also insist I bring another ghost, just in case it is 'too much' for me. Walker will not leave the Zone, Ember is still angry with me, Johnny and Kitty told me to..." Skulker cleared his throat, glancing at Danny, "And the last ghost I can think of is you, and I know you'll come to at least watch."

Danny's curiosity was piqued, he wasn't going to lie to himself. He still had to act like he needed to think about it though.

"Uh-huh, and who are you going after?"

Skulker almost started vibrating as he began his description.

"It is a ghost who has continuously evaded Walker, and caused so much strife and mayhem that even the Observants seek to drag him to confinement. He hides in the mortal world, in the city that knows no day, and alters the memories of that entire city."

So Danny was actually a bit on board with hunting this dude, actually. Memory manipulation was not cool.

"This ghost loves to torture mortals and claims it is for fun. Once! Once, he altered the memory of a young boy hero, to make him think he'd been tortured, and then altered the memory of the boy's mentor to believe that the boy was dead, all so that the boy would be buried alive. For fun. Then he almost completely wiped the boys memories of his life prior to being buried."

Skulker was beginning to actually get angry just retelling the story, and Danny was right there with him. Graves were sacred, and any ghost knew that. There was a ghost that willingly desecrated them? No wonder Walker wanted him.

If anything, Danny had to think that Skulker had glossed over Walker because he was positive that the Warden was foaming at the mouth just thinking about this criminal.

There was just one thing.

"So why do the Observants want in on this?"

Unless this ghost was actively threatening the balance of Life and Death, there really was no need to go after him.

"Because he has interfered with and altered the denizens of that city so much that the majority of them, if not all of them, are becoming as your puny mortal friends. Can you imagine that? A Living, a Mortal, blessed with the powers of Death. There are reports that one twisted their own time so much, he is now forever alive."

"Okay, that's super concerning. How did he do that?"

Skulker floated closer, almost like this was a gossip session in a sleepover.

"We believe he may have hidden a portal or twelve in the city of Gotham. He wears the semblance of a deranged clown, and is obsessed with laughter."

Well. Shit. Danny knew who they were after, he just hadn't know that Joker was actually one of their own. Half of his own?

"Fuck it, let's go drag the dude into the afterlife." He swore he heard a quiet squeal from the giant robot, but elected to ignore it.

He had to figure out how to either outsmart or work with the Big Bat himself, and he wasn't sure which would be better.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #phanfic #the one unaccounted for #this is a rough draft #i may or may not continue it #i may or may not polish it #as it stands #this tiny bit had to get out of my head.

4K notes · View notes