Can I kiss you?
[DP x DC fic]
[Love at first... murder? - part 1]
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“—so sorry! I swear I didn’t mean to kill him! It was an accident! He just jumped me out of nowhere and I have had bad experiences with clowns in the past so when I saw it was a clown trying to kidnap me I kinda just panicked and punched him! I swear, dude, I didn’t mean to hit him so hard—“
Jason, much too calmly, likely in some form of shock, rises from the crouched-down position he had been in to check the clown corpse’s pulse.
He had seen the poor, still rambling, twink getting grabbed from a distance and was about to step in as Red Hood, not even having been aware it was the Joker who —shouldn’t he have been in Arkham? There has been no announcement of him breaking out yet— had grabbed the guy until he had run close enough to the scene.
Which was after the guy had already been startled so badly by the Joker trying to kidnap him that he sucker punched the Joker into the wall of the alley so hard the clown died.
Said twink then realized what he had done and that he had a witness, that witness being Red Hood himself, and had started his frenzied speech on how it was an accident and to please don’t take him to jail he’s only just started his scholarship at Gotham U. and he can’t have murder on his track record yet.
Breathless, Jason looks at the nervous twink in front of him, who's still trying to plead his case, and who just obliterated the Joker with a punch.
Before his brain can catch up to his mouth, he’s already cutting the distressed monologuing off.
“Can I kiss you?” He blurts out.
Danny, taken off guard, breaks out of his panicked—oh, Ancients, I just killed someone— stupor and lets out a startled laugh.
“Take me out to dinner first” came the automatic joking reply, Danny still largely in shock of what he did.
Jason, either not picking up on the joking tone or ignoring it, nods seriously, already trying to come up with the best place for a dinner date with the cute twink to thank him for his service to the city.
Danny, who has calmed down slightly by now, glances between the red-helmed vigilante and the clown corpse. His gaze lands on Red Hood and he hesitantly speaks up again.
“So, uh, what happens now? Do I need to go to the station to make a statement orrrr?” He pauses awkwardly.
Jason, who’s still trying to figure out whether the Bat Burger would be a good place for a first date or not, doesn’t reply.
“I’ve got school in the morning and I only have like,” he pauses to check his phone for the time, “3 more hours before I have to be up for my first lesson. Soooo, I’m just gonna go. That cool?”
Again, he waits for a reply. But it doesn’t come.
“Right. Cool cool. Uh, see you later? Mr. Red Hood dude sir?” Danny gives a clumsy and awkward salute before turning tail and speed-walking away.
It’s not until 30 minutes later, once Jason has finally decided on the perfect place to take the guy to dinner to, that he realizes the twink is gone.
Fuck, he forgot to ask for the guy’s name.
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And number.
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Obviously wlw pairings don't need to always fall into a butch-femme dynamic but I think for Illudora in particular it's funny to treat Illusen as the dainty delicate femme of the two considering that she 1. Lives in the goddamn woods and probably eats tree bark and 2. Has several items on the site that are/are inspired by her own weapons, including multiple blades, and apparently her skills at sword combat are so proficient and renowned there's a book about them. This woman has absolutely killed with her own two hands and has likely been covered in mud and blood before, likely simultaneously at least once
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Rain :))
Ghostbur huddles in on himself, wrapping his blanket—a wool blanket!—tighter around his body. “Rain is cold.”
Michael makes a cheep sound, which means that he’s agreeing. Ghostbur has gotten very good at understanding Michael the past few weeks.
“Rain is also pretty,” Ghostbur adds, watching the droplets hit against the wood deck, releasing tiny sprays of mist. Hundreds and hundreds of tiny sprays of mist, all over the deck! "Rain is very, very pretty."
Michael cheeps again.
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Okayokay so I was PLANNING on making this much longer, but! I kinda feel like I wrote all that I wanted to! So! ���
I definitely do want to return to the idea though. I mean come on—babysitter Ghostbur??? Heck yes??? Oh my gosh???
For this ask game :)
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