#uncle for all

[aimportantdragoncollector]

I don't know how I didn't think of this sooner. A Movie Star AU!

Second and Third are Yoichi's favorite actors in his favorite superhero movie and he longs for a chance to meet them. Sadly, he can't because every fan meet-up is too far away and too expensive for him to even consider going.

Then an opportunity comes in the form of his nephews, Tomura and Izuku, who want to go to a meet-up where not only their favorite actors (Shouta Aizawa and Toshinori Yagi) are, but Second and Third are there too! Yoichi agrees to take them because he knows his brother can't stand Yagi.

Together, they go!

Aww how sweet!

1. Yoichi and All for One have a much better relationship in this AU. I mean, AFO is still overprotective but since he doesn't have a private army, he can't lock Yoichi up in a bank vault. Instead AFO is forced to act civilized if he wants to see his brother at family dinners. Yoichi has some objections to his brother's unethical business practices so they still fight, but more like normal siblings.

2. Second was a child actor and Yoichi has been a fan from the beginning. Third debuted in Yoichi's favorite superhero movie as Second's love interest. From that point on, Yoichi became a huge fan of both of them. He was thrilled for them when they came out publicly as a couple in real life.

3. AFO can't stand Toshinori Yagi because he supports unions and has helped employees in several of AFO's companies unionize. Izuku is a fan for the same reason his dad can't stand that actor.

4. Tomura is Inko Shimura's nephew and has been living with them ever since a tragic earthquake destroyed his family. (It really was an accident this time.) Tomura became obsessed with Aizawa's comedy show and it helped him through his grief.

5. Nana and AFO still hate each other, but no more than the usual for mother-in-laws who think their daughter could have done way better.

6. Yoichi is the most doting uncle ever, and he jumps on the chance to take his nephews to a meet-up with all of their favorite actors. They got Inko's permission, so they don't feel the need to tell AFO.

7. At the meet-up, Second and Third become smitten with Yoichi and find an excuse to ask him to replace an actor who didn't show up for their latest TV episode. (Actually they wrote in the part just for Yoichi, Second is directing as well as acting and Third is the scriptwriter.) They're both trying to hint to Yoichi that they are interested in a triad but Yoichi thinks he's being overly optimistic as a fan and reading too much into their words.

8. Yoichi becomes instantly popular, and his character gets a bigger role as a result. Izuku and Tomura are helping Yoichi practice because Aizawa and Yagi are on the same show, so this is their excuse to see more of their own favorite actors.

9. Ironically Yoichi might have remained clueless forever if AFO hadn't confronted Second and Third about seducing his brother. Silly AFO, playing accidental matchmaker again.

(All ask game AUs are free to use in my Three Weeks of Trioholders event starting on Monday.)

#bnha #ask game #Yoichi Shigaraki #Second One for All holder #Third One for All holder #Three Weeks of Trioholders #5 headcanons game #closed ask game #Trioholders #Ichiniisan #All for One #Uncle for All

[endlessthoughtsanddreams]

Btw, in case it was ever in question, the pinnacle of Uncle for All fics is where Yoichi meets Izuku and proceeds to escape with him in tow and make his nephew basically his son.

Maybe Izuku helps him escape or the other way around, maybe it’s Kid!Izuku or normal age, maybe it’s a major AU or in an otherwise canon setting. I straight up don’t care, I love it when Yoichi steals his nephew and adopts Izuku to be the son he always wanted (and a better dad than AfO).

#Dfo #afo #first ofa holder #shigaraki yoichi #midoriya hisashi #midoriya izuku #uncle for all #bhna

[usagi-s2]

Dad for one fic rec!

One Hundred Year Valentine by katydid

summary: Inko and baby Izuku are sent back in time and stumble across past Hisashi. Inko is pissed and Hisashi falls in love, in a much more all for one way this time around. Inko doesn't mind and Izuku loves his now not dead uncle

#僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia #Midoriya Hisashi/Midoriya Inko #First One For All User #Sensei | All For One #Midoriya Izuku #Midoriya Inko/Sensei | All For One #Sensei | All For One is Midoriya Hisashi #Sensei | All For One is Midoriya Izuku's Parent #Parental Sensei | All For One #Fluff and Crack #Alternate Universe - Time Trave #Good Parent Sensei | All For One #Uncle for All #Accidental Relationship #Accidental Baby Acquisition #Baby Midoriya Izuku

[riahlynn101]

"Be Honest, Be Truthful" (15).

Chapter 15: The Epilogue

That's it, Folks! I'm a little sad to ending it, but all good things come to an end. I can't stress enough how much I appreciate the support you guys have given the story! Thank you :D

--

“Want some hot chocolate, Izu?” Papa asks. 

‘Yes, please. I think dad wants some too.” He motions to his dad who's been fiddling with an Ikea chair for the last two hours. They watch him try to fit together two pieces that obviously don’t fit. His shoulders slump in defeat. His hair, which he pulled back into a loose ponytail, has already come (mostly) loose.

“Good call,” he tells Izuku, reaching over to ruffle his hair. He straightens and calls into the living room. “Honey?”

“Yes!?” 

“Come take a break with Izu and me.”

“I’m almost done,” he calls back. 

Papa snorts, adding whip cream to the top of their mugs. “Well, when you’re done fighting furniture, we have hot chocolate.”

His dad seems to consider this, putting the pieces off to the side. “....With whip cream?”

Izuku jumps up and down. “Yep!”

“Well, okay, then I have to take a break.”

He joins them in the kitchen. A tiny space that fits the rest of their apartment. It really only fits the three of them (and Uncle Sanshirou or Hikage when they come to visit). But it’s theirs and it’s home. 

-x-x-x-

A picture frame painted in red and decorated with the words in blue glitter glue is, “Captain Hero is the best” sits on a side table. In the glass frame, dusty from years of just sitting around, is a photo of a group of people. Notably, a green-haired, preschool-aged boy, a young man with curtain of white hair and green eyes, and a man with red eyes and red, spiky hair. There are others there as well, but none that All for One can place. He sort of recognizes the little boy, close to his son’s age, with choppy hair and a nervous deposition (that would later become the only One for All user that would go unnoticed by him, but he digresses). 

He would need to take this picture and its frame. His son made it, and he doesn’t have many photos of his family.

There isn’t much else in this abandoned apartment building. It’s amazing it held up this long. Still, he isn’t in a rush to leave this place. 

If he is silent, he can remember his son’s tiny, contagious giggles. His little feet pitter-pattered across the carpet in an effort to ‘scare’ him. All for One wonders if his son did that with Yoichi and his menace of a boyfriend. 

He hopes not. 

All for One makes one last sweep of the apartment, taking anything of note (a teddy bear here and a wedding and graduation photo there), before calling his warp gate. 

Some people say it’s better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all. 

The portal opens, and as he steps inside, never to return to this place again, all he can think is:

I’d rather have never loved in the first place, because if I hadn’t, maybe I’d never know a loss like this. 

The portal closes, leaving the apartment abandoned once again.

#mha izuku #mha au #mha afo #mha fanfiction #mha yoichi #uncle for all #dad for one #last chapter #epilogue #thank you all for the support! #cross posted on ao3

[shirkers2018dirsanditan]

all that bimbo girl dinner girl math “i’m too pretty to understand the economy” passenger princess shit is not subversive. it does not make men mad. it is not reclamation. the joke is on you. they are laughing at you, not with you, and the tradition of women who play to men’s most heinous views of women in order to get a bag is long and established. these women are apart of that legacy no matter what idiotic, hyperonline choice feminism spin they try to give it. it is never and never will be progressive to treat women as though we are naturally incompetent and incapable

#even if it was ‘just a joke’ why are ALL your jokes like this #when people do this racially they get rightly branded as uncle toms

[callme-l]

I saw a lot of people happy with the 4 pearls, I decided to give a tip to non-readers

#percy jackson #pjo series #pjo #pjo tv show #percy jackon and the olympians #percy series #rick riordan #uncle rick #Other tip: All the blond characters will die eventually #I write to much “so”

[floridafemme]

#have to go to a wedding on sunday and schmooze my uncle until giving me back all my grandpas guns… #mine #my photo #southern gothic

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

#selfie bee #good evening friends!! how are you doing! C: #I'm very very sleepy I got a new ikea office chair and I build it all myself #I think it went okay! I don't think I pulled the back screw tight enough and now the back is a bit loose #I can probably fix it but I can also ignore it for the next 18 years #thats how long the old chair held up!! in germany it could now drink vodka and drive a car!! #not at the same time that is illegal! not at the same time!! (❁´▽`❁)*✲ﾟ* #but the day is not over yet my uncle asked me for a big art quest and I do not want to disappoint #he wants a muppet tattoo and asked me to draw it #my uncle has started to get tattoos a few months ago #as far as I know he has now gotten 3 note clefs 3 stars a flower and multiple birds #he also started getting piercings but so far I managed not to know exactly where #I think tattoos are super cool (´｡･v･｡｀) I wish I had a good idea for a tattoo but the last time I was very sure about getting a tattoo #it was heath ledgers face as the joker #at that point I was 12 and would not see the actual movie for two more years #a muppet tattoo is a way better idea!! he asked for the count van count! that is also one of my top 3 muppets ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡ #I always thought I knew a lot about muppet lore but since I started looking up muppet pictures I think there are still a lot of secrets #can the muppets from the Sesame Street actually leave the Sesame Street? #I think Kermit is both on the Muppet Show and on Sesame Street but he is also like the boss muppet #he might have special abilities #I hope you're having a good day friends!! C: #I think I'll post a Sherlock comic later this week #miss you!! ♥♥♥

[charlietheepicwriter7]

"Nightwing."

Dick froze halfway across a rooftop, the lights and gunshots of Bludhaven disappearing in an instant. A scowl flashed across his face, teeth clenched and bared, before he forced it back. His face smoothed back out and his voice took on a pleasant, amused tone. "Slade. How did you get this frequency?"

"Nevermind that," Slade scolded. "We have more important things that need discussing, and information to be revealed."

"Is this about Constantinople?" He asked with a lilt, propping one hand on his hip. "Because I thought I told you, those geese totally counted as villains and deserved arrest--"

"I found a child vigilante. What do I do with it?"

"Ex-cuse me?" His fist clenched. "Is this a trick question?"

"No."

"What do you mean, 'what do I do with it?' You know what to do with it; you become its nemisis when their 15 and haunted them for the next decade." His voice was thinly-veiled rage. He couldn't stop himself from shaking. That poor kid, Slade has his sights set on them. He's going to torture that kid, or worse, and now I have to track Slade's trail back to wherever he found this kid--

"I can't do that! He's only eight years old!"

"What?"

"There's this eight year old meta brat running around a Mid-West town in his pajamas while adults shoot at him. There isn't a mentor in sight, and one of the kid's rogues has threatened to skin him. What. Do. I. Do?"

#Dick: IDK man you smelt it you dealt it. congrats on the new kid; i'm sure rose and joey will be happy #dc x dp #dcxdp #dpxdc #dp x dc #c: slade wilson #c: dick grayson #c: danny fenton #child danny fenton #reluctant murder uncle slade wilson #dick grayson's well of unending rage #slade will reluctantly mentor this child #maybe it will help him murder the mayor he was hired to assassinate #Batman: Why did you encourage Deathstroke to steal someone's child!?!?!? #Dick: first of all he's been avoiding child support and custody for over a decade. I'd assumed he'd keep the trend going!

[leisi-lilacdreams]

i wonder if @somerandomdudelmao will touch upon the unique connection the donnies have with the kraang? hehehe

cass, think of the angst potential 🙏

i didn't mean to continue with the "twin senses active across space and time" bit, but i thought with the leos in the future, this would be a good chance for the donnies to talk and bond, but it gets derailed when they compared their kraang encounters and everyone's screaming and no one's happy

#tmnt #rottmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #my art #cass apocalyptic series #cass fanart tag #rise of the turtles #rise of the tmnt #uncle tello #future leo #future donnie #rise disaster twins #i wanted to add an image of the leos fighting some krang with head empty eyes #just whapping some krang critters #but it was getting late and i was feeling eepy #i feel asleep after writing a note to myself for a f!mikey and little mikey comic idea #i want all the counterparts to have moments together uwu #the leos are so silly #i love them your honor

[fettiowi]

The funny thing about figuring out youre neurodivergent is looking through your family and starting to notice youre definitely not the only one

#actually the reason i got diagnosed was because my cousin got diagnosed as autistic #and then my dad looked at me like 'wait hold on this applies to fetti too' #and now im looking at my dad like it applies to you as well #and now im looking at my uncle like 'yeah you too definitely' #also my sister has ADHD #and another cousin of mine definitely is giving off some adhd vibes to me #why are all of us like this geez #fetti talks #neurodivergence #autism

[wine4thewin]

❤️‍🩹 When Zuko says “I’m tired” with all the brokenness in his soul, exhausted from his own rage, wallowing in the ruination of knowing his father truly doesn’t want him to succeed and how Uncle Iroh just understands and soothingly says, “a man needs his rest.”

Iroh, what a wholesome dude, I love him still.

#avatar the last airbender #Iroh is still my favorite after all these years #honestly I really enjoyed this airbender remake #prince zuko #the last airbender #netflix series #uncle iroh #atla #iroh #zuko #netflix atla #netflix avatar

[usagi-s2]

Dad for one fic rec!

False Sympathy by SilveRanger

summary: Izuku's father Hisashi and uncle Yoichi are leaders of their own respected mafias. Unfortunately, they both take a very big interest in parenting Izuku.

#僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia #Midoriya Izuku #Midoriya Hisashi #Sensei | All For One #Shigaraki Yoichi #First One For All User (My Hero Academia) #Yagi Toshinori | All Might #Sensei | All For One is Midoriya Hisashi #Sensei | All For One is Midoriya Izuku's Parent #dad for one #Uncle for All #Evil First One for All User #mafia au #Non-Consensual Drug Use #Midoriya Izuku Has PTSD #Quirkless Midoriya Izuku

[riahlynn101]

"Waiting in the Aftermath."

A continuation of "Safe in Your Arms."

Summary: Follows the aftermath of Izuku having All for One, how he hides it, and how others deal with it.

Trigger warnings: Talk of/implied infertility and talk of war.

Special thanks to Fwgaltx who gave me motivation to write a second part and an outline to work with!!!

Chapter One

--

Despite the stars that dot the sky, Izuku stands in near inky blackness. The vestige world, he’s learned from various encounters and meetings with his predecessors, follows no rules except the will of former One for All users.

A light clicks on, though from where, remains unseen. 

Seven thrones are placed in a wide arch, filling the vault First had to endure all those years ago. His predecessors sit on their thrones, noticeably tense. First, in particular, looks distressed.

Izuku tries to speak, needing to break the silence. He can’t, of course, but the muffled sound of his voice seems to break the spell. 

“Kid,” Daigoro starts, serious for once, “we need to have a chat.”

Izuku looks at him, awaiting more news about their shared quirk. Whatever it was this time, surely it couldn’t be as bad as having a life expectancy of forty (with a quirk, which he doesn’t have, so it doesn't apply to him). 

Nana speaks up next. “We still believe in you,” she tells him with complete sincerity. 

Izuku furrows his eyebrows. Has he done something that warrants this? He tries to remember what he had been doing before he fell asleep.

He was getting ready to fight All for One….

“And we’ll continue to be with you every step of the way,” Hikage says. 

And then Izuku fought him….

“It’s okay if you’re confused,” Third says, actually sitting in his chair. 

His hands started badly hurting….

“Who your father is, doesn’t define you,” Second tells him. His eyes bore into Izuku’s own, but something about the way his facial expression softens just a touch, makes Izuku feel safe. 

Still put off, but safe all the same. 

That’s when it hits Izuku. Why would his father, who he hasn’t seen in literal years, define him in the first place? 

Izuku, not for the first time, tries pulling off the smoke covering his mouth. He needs to speak with them. It’s evident that something terrible has happened. Something that involved Izuku’s father. But what?

First, from behind his curtain of bright white hair, finally gains the courage to look at Izuku. His one visible green eye refuses to meet Izuku’s own. 

“Midoriya,” First says, “I…I’m so, so sorry.”

Frustrated tears prick the corners of Izuku’s eyes. They don’t fall (they can’t, because he doesn’t exist here), which only adds to his frustration. He tries again and again to be heard through a mouth made of smoke. The others shift and fidget in their seats, apparently taking note of his struggle. 

“I don’t think he’s on the same page,” En pipes up, observant as ever. Izuku sends him - what he hopes appears as - a look of thanks. 

“Is that true, Midoriya?” First asks, sounding just the tiniest bit excited at the notion he might not know what’s going on.

Izuku shakes his head and shrugs his shoulders. 

All the tension that had been steadily building since he manifested here, dissipates. The vestiges chatter amongst themselves, leaving Izuku feeling very, very confused.

First, after a couple minutes of talking with third and second, turns in his seat to face him. He stands up, coming over to place his hands on Izuku’s shoulders. 

“Guys,” he addresses the others without looking away from Izuku, “I need to speak with Midoryia. Alone. There are a few things we have to go over.” Then, with little more than a wave of his hand, the vault room with the other One for All users changes to a desolate, open landscape with only him and First. 

“Walk with me,” he says, holding a welcoming hand out. Izuku obliges, following the first One for All user closely. 

They walk for what feels like hours, but there’s no concept of time here. So, everything just feels endless. Too long and too short all at once. 

“I’m sorry about our reaction earlier. I’m sure it’s left you terribly confused,” First says, finally breaking the agonizing silence. 

Izuku can only nod along, looking straight ahead. 

First sighs, heavily. He sounds tired. He sounds done. 

(To be fair, Izuku thinks, watching the first’s shoulders slump slightly, I would be done as well if I had to deal with this mess for literal centuries.)

“Midoriya, I’ve lied to you. And, for that and many other things, as one of your predecessors, I sincerely apologize. As your uncle, I feel as though I can never say sorry enough. Being born into this family was already a curse.” He shakes his head, strands of hair moving with the motion. “But being born into this family, and then manifesting an All for One quirk and then on top of that, receiving One for All is a nightmare and a half.”

Izuku stops walking. Memories from before: getting ready to battle, seeing All for One on the battlefield, his hands hurting….they were all starting to make sense. 

Starting , being the keyword here, because his memories are still jumbled up. 

First stops as well, about ten feet in front of him. He keeps his back to Izuku. “I should have told you earlier,” he tells Izuku, voice strained. “But-”

The wind, that thus far had just been a gentle breeze, picks up. It drowns out the first’s voice. Izuku looks to the sky. The stars are gone, leaving them standing in the pitch black. 

The dream is almost over, but there are still so many questions to ask. 

How long did he know?

Why did he keep something so important from Izuku? 

Where did they go from here?

He’s being pulled back into the waking world, and the first knows it. A grimace crosses his face. He gives a curt nod, as if to let Izuku know that they would continue this conversation later. 

-x-x-x-

It had been Inko’s idea to start trying for children. 

By that point, they had been married for a year, and Hisashi was entirely content with it just being them. But Inko was insistent - not pushy and respected his boundaries, but insisted they at least talk about it.

Hisashi wasn’t put off by the idea of having a child. He raised Yoichi and took care of a kid here and there in his two-hundred-plus years of being alive. Raising kids didn’t scare him the way it did other parents. He actually looked forward to every cry, every tantrum, and every fight. Hisashi would love them all the same. 

The problem came in two parts:

Being unable to protect his family. He failed to protect Yoichi, and - for unrelated reasons - his little brother ended up hating Hisashi. He doesn’t know if he can live through another family member’s untimely death. 

After he got over problem number one, and agreed to try for a child, he remembered why he hadn’t been the first to ask. 

With each negative pregnancy test, Inko withdrew into herself more and more. He tried to remain optimistic for both of them: telling her stupid jokes he read off the cereal box, reminding her of all the reasons he fell (and continues to be) in love with her, and sitting with her on those especially bad days, holding her while she sobbed. 

As would become an alarming pattern in their family, Inko started blaming herself for not being able to get pregnant. No amount of trying to convince her otherwise helped. 

He was on the verge of speeding up the demise of the Shimura family, stealing one or both of the children, and “adopting” them if only to appease Inko’s guilt. It wouldn’t have been the same as a child that shared the same flesh and blood as them (or rather him, considering both children would technically be Inko’s niece and nephew), but a child adopted into their family would still be family. 

Thankfully, it doesn’t come to that. 

On a dreary, wet, fall day, Inko emerged from the bathroom, pregnancy test in hand and the biggest smile on her face. 

“I’m pregnant,” she had said, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

“You’re pregnant!” Hisashi had exclaimed, throwing down whatever book he had been reading at the time and jumping up to celebrate with his wife. 

Welcoming their son into the world was the happiest moment of Hisashi’s life. 

Well, in retrospect, it is. 

Maybe not during it, as he remembers being less thrilled and more worried about anything and everything. He was by Inko’s side through it all, holding her hand and offering her sips of water whenever she needed it. 

And then came the moment their son was passed off to him. 

A young nurse with curly blue hair and pink skin, handed Izuku over to him with a small smile. “Congratulations,” she told them. Others also murmured their congrats, moving quietly around the room to prepare for the next steps. 

He thinks of this, as he carries Izuku from the cramped office. 

Doctor Garaki is standing in front of one of the nomu tanks, taking notes off a clipboard. He mutters something, squinting at the empty tank.

“Already planning the next match of nomus?” Hisashi asks, sneaking up behind his old friend with Izuku still nestled in his arms. 

Doctor Garaki startles, jumping back from the tank and nearly stepping on his foot. He manages to catch himself in time, though he drops the clipboard. It clatters to the floor, echoing throughout the otherwise quiet laboratory. 

“Ah, sir, I didn’t expect to see- is that…?” He eyes Izuku warily. The last time Doctor Garaki saw Izuku, it had been to inform him of his supposed quirklessness. Water under the bridge and all that, but the doctor still looks guilty (even though he’s done far worse. He nomuified his own grandson. Hurting children is practically a hobby to him). 

“Yes,” Hisashi tells the doctor, proudly, “I’m surprised you remembered him after all these years.”

“I could never forget someone so important to you,” he says, collecting the clipboard off the ground. There’s a good chance that there’s a double meaning in his words, but Hisashi, for now, decides to leave it alone. 

“The nomus?” He asks for no other reason than to be polite. They’re nice cannon fodder, a first defense to tire out the never-ending stream of hero-wannabes, but thoroughly uninteresting. 

“Still assembling the next batch. With the battles raging outside and all the casualties, we’ll undoubtedly have a surplus of spare parts.”

“Ah. Any word from the league? I know Tomura was fighting Katsuki at one point, but I haven’t heard anything since.”

“No, sir, the last I heard Tomura was still fighting the heroes outside U.A.”

“Shame,” he mutters. “Well, tell me if anything changes. I have a few things to take care of.”

Doctor Garaki murmurs his understanding, bowing his head. 

Satisfied, Hisashi leaves his old friend be. For now, that is. He has more important things to do.

And an even more important phone call to make. 

#uncle for all #cross posted on ao3 #mha au #mha fanfiction #dad for one #izuku mydoria

[dcxdpdabbles]

I JUST SAW THESE POSTS OF DANNY BEING RAS AL GHUL CHILD LIKE THE FIRST THAT IS LIKE 25-30 YEARS OLDER THAN TALIA AND MAKE MY BRAIN WORKS FUCKING WIGGLE!?!?!??

anyway

Danny established the status quo and the disappeared for 20-60 years and the is summoned by Ra where he’s like “Dad you could’ve have called my personal phone you know that right?” And Ra’s like “YOU WENT OFF THE GRID FOR YEARS AND NEVER TOOD ME-!!??!? Now do you look different? Are you eating? What’s with comingoutthesummoningcirclefortheghostking? HMMM???”

“Ah- I knew I forgot something! Let me tell you all about it! I see you brought the whole fam and in laws let’s have dinner and discuss it- AWWWW THATS BABIES!!!” *Damian, Jason, Tim, and Dick being referred to as “babies”*

“Excuse me.” Danny then fucking tackles them in hugs and loves while dodging and/or holding their punches and kicks

"My maternal uncle is coming for a visit and likely evaluate my living arrangements.. We must be at our absolute best when he is here. " Damian announces one evening right as the family is finishing preparing for a night of crime fighting.

Everyone freezes from their respective stations, twisting around to stare at the young Robin in confusion. He doesn't notice; he is too busy making sure his katana is sharpened to perfection and balancing it on his fingertips.

"Baby Bat?" Dick calls, "What do you mean by that?"

Damian pauses in his prep work, approaching the eldest with a pretty impressive scowl. " Mother sent a messenger a few days ago about Uncle's plan audit. Should we fail it, I shall be removed into a different household."

"An audit? Removed?" Steph repeats, confused, but Damian has no idea why. He thought it was pretty apparent that Uncle Daniel would be scoring them, which would determine if Damian would be allowed to continue living within them. He has done so to all of Ra Al Ghul's offspring, and nothing his Grandfather has done has been able to stop him.

How could they think they would have more power than his grandfather?

"When shall Dusan be here?" Father asks, quickly switching on the home security. "What kind of attack should we expect?"

Damian scoffs, "Not the White Ghost. Uncle Dusan is on the other side of the world on a mission for Grandfather. No, Uncle Daniel will be the one conducting the suit. He is the eldest, after all."

Father's eyes narrow behind the white lenses of his masks. "I was unaware your mother had more siblings."

Damian considers the words, wondering how he could politely- at least he shames Alfred- remind his father that his grandfather has been around for hundreds of years. Staying at his peak through the usage of the Lazarus Pit, he has never been short of lovers.

And sometimes those lovers have given him children, many who aged and died naturally, as none has deemed worthy of the Lazarus. All except for one, the First Son, who has never needed the Pits but remained youthful and powerful on his own.

The perfect heir.

It's too bad he had abdicated long before Damian was even a thought.

"Grandfather has had many children, but Uncle Daniel is different. Special. He is the First Son."

"Capital letters," Todd cuts in, shaking his head. "It's never good when the League of Assiasans assigns capital letters. How strong is he?"

"He could easily best Grandfather and all under Grandfather's command," Damian replies, watching as the rest of the vigilantes grew uneasy by the information. It's good that they are wear of Uncle Daniel's power but they have nothing to fear of his wrath. "Uncle Daniel is a pacifist. He carries a protective core."

"A Al Ghul that a pacifist? I'll believe it when I see it." Drake droned as he was clipping on his utility belt. At once, Damian felt his body grew hot with rage. No matter what, it seemed Drake would always curse his family.

The way he says the family name drips with disrespect as if the other teen was saying a swear.

"My Uncle Daniel is a great man!" He shouts, gripping his sword so har his knuckles ache. Drake's face twists as if though he smelled something foul and the rage burning in Damian's chest spreads to his whole body.

He is just about to reach for his throwing knives when a familiar cold hand settles into his hair. "Aw thank you Little One. I love you too."

"Uncle Daniel!" Damian shouts excitably, forgetting the fool he was about to run his blades through. His uncle stands before him, the same darl night hair, warm blue eyes, and a crooked smile that had secretly comforted him in his youth.

"Where in the world did he come from!?" Damian hears one of Father's adopted brutes gasp but does not care to see who as his uncle quickly reels him in for a hug.

Hugging Uncle Daniel was like being wrapped in warm blankets in winter. He always ran rather cold, but it was lovely to be wrapped in his arms and surrounded by his protection.

It felt like nothing in the world could harm him from here.

"You seem well, Little One. Are you happy?" His uncle says. The delict of their native tongue is another comfort Damian can sink into.

"I am." He allows, snuggling his face against his stomach, as childish as it is. If only he could grow taller like his father.

"Wonderful. I'm so glad." His uncle then switches to English, ignoring all the weapons drawn and pointing at him from the Bats. Damian steps back to admire the man he wishes to grow into. "I'm terribly sorry for arriving so late, nephew. You must be tired. When is your bed time?"

"I do not have a bedtime." Damian scoffs. Uncle Daniel frowns, reaching into his chest to pull out a clipboard and a pen- he'll never get used to his uncle storing things within himself no matter how often he sees it. Damian is pretty sure he heard someone gag.

A soft click is heard as his uncle opens the pen and quickly scribbles something down. He is not tall enough to see what is written, but he can see clearly as day that his uncle selected the red ink of the muli-color pen he is using.

He only uses red when he is doing bad things. Damian breaks into a sweat. "What was that? Uncle what did you just write?"

"No bedtime. Tsk tsk." Uncle Daniel mutters, looking around the cave with disapproval. "No proper heating living space."

"Oh no! I do not live down here. This is merely the training grounds. We live upstairs" Damian quickly says, waving his hands frantically in the air as his uncle's unimpressed look. Curses, the auduit just began and already he got bad markings.

"Would you care for a tour? I shall not be going on patrol-"

"He forces you to fight crime? At your age?" Uncle barks, throwing a look of utter disgust at Father. It's the same one he gives Grandfather whenever the older man tries to raise child soldiers.

Even Damian had not been sent on any missions. His childhood had been intense training but nothing that was life-threatening.

"I volunteered to go!" He tries to defend Father, but his uncle only clicks his pen and scrambles more red ink on his paper.

Drat and Damian were actually enjoying living at the manor. He will likely have to say goodbye to it all and be moved to some house Uncle deemed more child-friendly.

"What is your diet here? Have you been taken to the doctor? Any form of therapy?" His uncle fires each question quickly, walking through Todd and Cain when they try to apprehend him without a glance.

His uncle is, and not to sound like the fools of his school, so cool.

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #The Audit #Damian's cool uncle Danny #In which Danny was reborn as Daniel Al Ghul four hundred and ten years ago as Ra's first born son #Then went all Ghost King on him #and now travels the world making sure kid's safety laws are followed #Sorry I know it's not what you were picturing but it's all I could think of.

[foe-paw]

YOU THOUGHT THAT YOU COULD OUTSMART THE VERY THING THAT RUNS THE BLOOD OF YOUR KIND?

#starkid #black friday #team starkid #hatchetfield #uncle wiley #wilbur cross #foe art #my brain disease re. this weasel guy in full denim continues #in Mine own headcanon he was very similar to john mcnamara when he entered the portal - a strongly moral person and a patriot #but wiggly manages to establish that the only way for wilbur to get what he wants (to help his country even though it is sick and militaris #and poisoned with consumerism and the chase for money above all else- #(wilbur cross is an anticapitalist is what i'm saying) #anyways yeah. wiggly sells despair and wrath and convinces him that the Only Way to save the world is through wiggly's ways! #no hope otherwise! #so....... why not become a comically evil double-crossing full-denim satan archetype! #also fun fact it took me two whole watches of black friday before realizing wiley wasn't meant to be literally satan #he's only figuratively satan! #the anticapitalist activist we deserve :]