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beckishbooks · 2 years
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WIP Introduction
I'm always a little hesitant to share my works in progress, mostly due to paranoia, but figured I would finally take the leap. Who knows, maybe someone will be into this and follow along the journey.
Note: I don't strictly write in one genre.
Title: The Prophecy (Book One, working title)
Genre: YA/NA Supernatural
Tropes: Found family, Sisterhood, Friends to Lovers
Summary: Best friends since they were toddlers, Jordyn and Lana were the complete opposite. Jordyn was a jock who was driven to be great through her single mother's leadership, and Lana was a natural born rebel against her own family's traditions. Yet one thing brought them together in an otherwise ordinary town; a spark of magic. They had always been sworn to secrecy... until a new girl stomps her way into town, forcing them to see their own powers in a new light. When a darkness follows this new girl into town, they must learn to work together before it destroys their town and everyone in it.
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marshmyers · 2 days
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The Velkwood Vicinity was the topic of occult theorists, tabloid one-hour documentaries, and even some pseudo-scientific investigations as the block of homes disappeared behind a near-impenetrable veil that only three survivors could enter — and only one has in the past twenty years, until now.
Talitha Velkwood has avoided anything to do with the tragedy that took her mother and eight-year-old sister, drifting from one job to another, never settling anywhere or with anyone, feeling as trapped by her past as if she was still there in the small town she so desperately wanted to escape from. When a new researcher tracks her down and offers to pay her to come back to enter the vicinity, Talitha claims she's just doing it for the money. Of all the crackpot theories over the years, no one has discovered what happened the night Talitha, her estranged, former best friend Brett, and Grace, escaped their homes twenty years ago. Will she finally get the answers she's been looking for all these years, or is this just another dead end?
PURCHASE
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The Society For Soulless Girls by: Laura Steven
Published by: Random House Children’s Publication Date: 9/19/2023 To start this review I’d like to thank NetGalley and the publisher for access to this eARC in exchange for an honest review. Trigger Warning: sexual assault and animal death, drug use This is going to be another short one. I didn’t like this book. I DNF’d at 48% This book is long and when it comes to long books you need good…
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annafromuni · 7 months
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A YA Dark Naturalism Favourite
I love a book with a dark, moody setting. Give me a forest, a secluded town, and a mythical-dipped lore whereby people must guard the population by dealing with what lurks in the shadows. Susan Dennard’s The Luminaries gives all that and more and it’s a wonderful introduction to the world of dark naturalism – one of my favourite aesthetics. Here we get magical realism, folklore-inspired…
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bellaiswriting · 7 months
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The Adventures of Alex & Jake
trigger warning: this story contains depictions of violence, suicidal ideation, attempted murder, talk of murder and suicide, and may contain other such mature themes. proceed with caution.
I can’t stop staring at Jake’s pulse. It’s the spot right under his jawline, near the jugular. His freckles extend down over it, but that’s not what makes it fascinating. I’ve lasted three months, twelve days, and seventeen hours without taking a bite. It might be a record, I don’t know. I’ve never had a roommate while in this state before.
“Alex? Hey, Alex!” Jake waves his hand in front of my face.
“Mm?” I tear my gaze away to meet his, the clear blue of his eyes nearly as captivating. Shit.
“Were you even listening? I said the house is haunted!”
That catches my attention. “Um. What?”
“When I woke up this morning, my closet was open. I know I closed it before I went to bed!”
I fiddled with my hair for something to do, not entirely sure what to make of this assertion. “Maybe you opened it in your sleep or something.” I start to braid the shoulder-length strands before unbraiding them. Braiding, unbraiding. Braid, unbraid.
Jake gives me a withering look that rivals those of my sister. “I think I’d know if I did that.”
“You’d be asleep though, so . . . how would you know?”
“That also doesn’t explain the cold spots!” Jake leaps to his feet, bounding over to the doorway of the kitchen across from me. He stands with his hands on his waist. “Right here! Every time I walk through here, I get cold! Don’t you feel it too?”
I shake my head. Then again, I don’t really feel cold anymore. Or warm, for that matter. Ever since my transformation, I don’t feel shifts of temperature in the air. Only when I touch another person do I feel warmth. People ask me all the time why I wear black and long sleeves all the time, especially in the summer. But I don’t feel the heat. The sun doesn’t warm me anymore. Nothing warms me.
Except blood.
“It’s an old house. My dad got it cheap. So . . . it’s probably just drafty.” Shit, my gums ache. I pull my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around them tightly.
Jake looks at me skeptically. “Okay, what about the giggles?”
I stare back at him blankly. I have no idea what he’s talking about.
“The giggles! When I take a shower, sometimes I hear giggling! It’s creepy!”
He covers the front of his pants with his hands. I hate that now I’m also thinking of him in the shower. I shake my head to banish the thoughts.
“I think you watch too many horror films.”
Jake opens his mouth to protest further when there’s a knock on the door. I feel my shoulders sag with relief. Finally. Jake’s expression brightens and he rushes to the door, flinging it open before I even have a chance to stand.
“Abigail!” He flings his arms around my sister in a hug, as she struggles to step into the house with him clinging to her.
“Hello Jakob,” she says with a faint smile, patting his blond curls lightly before detangling herself and holding the transit container of blood out to me. “How’ve you been?”
“He thinks we have a ghost,” I say as I quickly take the container and bring it with me to the kitchen. I don’t bother to listen to what Abigail tells him, quickly removing a couple blood bags from the container and storing the rest in the fridge. I know I should grab a mug or something, but I’m too thirsty. The taste of sour iron fills my mouth as my gums start to bleed, my fangs pushing out from their hidden sheaths. It’s painful, and even after a year I haven’t quite gotten used to it.
I sink them into the first blood bag, closing my eyes as the liquid rushes into my mouth. It doesn’t taste good, but it’s satisfying. It’s the only thing that makes the ache go away, and I quickly drain both bags, tossing the now empty sacks into the trash. Only now do my ears pick up what’s going on in the next room.
“Have you tried talking to the ghost? Maybe it’s friendly.”
I roll my eyes, stalking back into the living room. “Don’t encourage him, Abi,” I complain as I collapse back onto the couch, no longer enticed by either of their heartbeats.
Abigail gives me a faint grin, as Jake goes off into another rant about cold spots in the house and strange noises in the night. She used to be younger than me, but now we’re the same age. Physically, at least. In another year, she’ll be a year older. It still hasn’t quite sunk in that she’ll grow old, and I won’t. I don’t like thinking about it.
She’s been my best friend our whole lives. She was the only person I called after I got attacked and woke up alone and covered in my own blood in my dorm room bathtub. She was the only person I told when the cravings started—when the changes started. She took a volunteer position at the blood drive specifically to steal blood for me, which I didn’t even ask her to do.
She convinced me to keep Jake when he came to me, insisting that I could use a friend who was like me. Who was different.
I have no idea if there are other beings like us in the world. Obviously, there’s the bastard who turned me, and the one that bit Jake, but how many others are there? People consider us a myth, a campfire story, a legend nobody thinks is real. I can barely believe we’re real, and I’m living proof. Well, un-living proof. Ha.
But ghosts? Ghosts can’t be real too, right? If ghosts are real, why didn’t I become one when I died? Before that . . . thing got to me.
“Well, if there does end up being a ghost, call me, okay? I’ll want to hear all about it,” Abi says to Jake, giving him a soft smile.
Jake beams, and I grumble under my breath, annoyed by the entire thing.
“Will you come to my soccer game this Saturday?” Jake asks hopefully as he picks up the container from the floor next to me and walks Abigail to the door.
“Only if you promise to win,” Abi says with a wink.
“I always win!” Jake exclaims, a complete lie. But it makes Abi laugh, so whatever.
He flops onto the couch next to me once she’s gone, picking up the Playstation controller he dropped earlier. As he pulls up the menu, he glances sidelong at me.
“You feeling less grumpy now?”
I grunt in response, closing my eyes. Now that I’m full, I can feel the relaxation settling deep. I always get sleepy after drinking. I guess that’s natural for a predator. The anxiety for the hunt, the sating, the rest, the thirst. It’s an endless cycle.
“You’re coming to my game, right?”
“I always do, don’t I?”
“Yeah, but not because you want to.”
I open my eyes to frown at him. “Why else would I go?” I don’t enjoy sports. I never have. I don’t see the point in flinging your body around for the entertainment of others. Plus it looks exhausting.
Jake shrugs one shoulder, no longer looking at me. “It just seems like you hate it. You always just stand off to the side and don’t talk to anybody.”
“I don’t like talking to people.”
“I know but . . . these people are my friends. Can you at least try?”
“What’s the point? It’s not like any of them can really get to know me.” I’ll only be putting them in danger. Or they’ll freak out as soon as they find out what I am. I thought Jake had the same misgivings, but apparently not. “You’re not worried about one of them getting close and getting hurt?”
Jake doesn’t answer for a moment. “It’s better than being alone all the time,” he says, smashing the buttons on his controller.
“I’m not alone. I have you.” I say the words before I can catch myself, but the small grin that curls Jake’s lips makes it worth it. A warm feeling fills my chest, from the inside out.
I didn’t know it could do that.
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bloodybellycomb · 1 year
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In a capitalist dystopia, your company gets to determine your sexuality, but one brave man will rebel against this system. In a world full of bisexuals, one courageous man decides to take a bold stand and come out as straight. Read this popular ya novel that is taking tiktok by storm now.
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raeshutupandbookup · 1 year
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"Little flower, I am the glowing eyes." - Julian
And like that Chryssy's world turns on its axel. She believed she was insane but the bad boy of her highschool proves she is sane and that he's not human. Now he's stating that they are mates?! 
🖤YA Supernatural 🖤Fated Mates 🖤Human vs Non-Human 🖤Tiger Shifter! 🖤Growls and Purrs! 🖤Fast Paced 🖤Slow Burn Romance 🖤Enemies to Lovers 🖤Morally Grey MMC 🖤Touch Her and 💀 🖤Kelsi! A True Friend and That Ride or 💀 Queen! 🖤Single POV 🖤High School 🖤Gentle Cliffhanger
Amazon purchase here.
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itsza · 2 years
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an occasion like this calls for a celebration
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shane madej as the devil for halloween is very on brand
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linory1 · 1 year
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TWO YEARS SINCE NOV 5TH, 2020 as summed up by Supernatural (sequel to this)
⤷ bonus
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image ID & context below:
[image ID: screenshots of Supernatural paired with screenshots of various tweets, news headlines and Tumblr posts.
1. Castiel coming out of a closet in SPN 12x08 with screenshots of articles and videos called “Supernatural’s Misha Collins Appears to Come Out as Bisexual,” “Supernatural star Misha Collins appears to come out as Bisexual in the Best Way”, “Misha Collins Comes Out as Bisexual Footage”
2. Kevin Tran in SPN 8x01 saying “You know I’m not gay, right?” With screenshots of articles that read “Supernatural’s Misha Collins Apologizes for ‘Misspeaking’ After Appearing to Come Out As Bisexual,” “Misha Collins Is Getting Clowned About Being Bisexual Then Coming Out As Straight,” and a tweet by Misha Collins that reads, “This was not my intention so I need to correct the record: I am not bisexual. I happen to be straight, but I am also a fierce ally and the last thing I want to do is falsely co-opt the struggles of the LGBTQIA+ community 3/5”
3. Castiel telling a waitress in SPN 14x15, “And between various, steamy, erotic musings” with a screenshot of musician Perfume Genius tweet linking to the article “I have had sex with every actor from the TV show Supernatural” with the caption “I have had sex with every actor from the TV Supernatural. What follows is an account of each erotic event followed by a letter grade.”
4. Dean in SPN 10x10 saying, “And it ain’t gonna cost me a dime” with a screenshot of a tweet from @DiscussingFilm that says, “Nextstar will acquire 75% of The CW for $0. Instead, Nester will assume a significant portion of The CW’s current losses, which could exceed $100M.”
5. Dean in SPN 3x11 saying, “Come on. You love this song and you know it” with a screenshot of spnamvarchive and the 77 total videos in the #honeypie tag. There is also a screenshot of a text post by user iloveyoucas that says “OOH GIRL DONT YOU STOP DONT YOU STOP TIL YOU GET ENOUGH HONEY OH HONEY HONEYPIE HONEY HONEY HONEYPIE OOH GIRL DONT YOU STOP DON’T YOU STOP TIL YOU GET ENOUGH HONEY OH HONEY HONEYPIE HONEY HONEY HONEYPIE” with a gif of people dancing and a screenshot of a Honeypie AMV of Dean Winchester by afeelingsoweet.
6. Lilith in SPN 15x05 saying, “and his very weird, very perv-y obsession with you” with a headline that reads, “Jensen Ackles on his naked Soldier Boy intro on The Boys: ’Nothing on but a sock.”
7. Castiel in SPN 12x18 as he listens to a man say, “You know…like the Queen of England” with a screenshot of a post by whyissupernaturaltrending that says “Sept 8, 2022 - Supernatural trends because the Queen died” with a screenshot of Supernatural trending #1 on Tumblr.
8. Marie in SPN 10x05 saying, “But this is transformative fiction” with headlines that read: “Supernatural Prequel ‘The Winchesters’ Starts on The CW,” “The CW’s The Winchesters is a prequel to ‘Supernatural’”, “Jensen Ackles and The Winchesters Team Promise to carry on the Supernatural Legacy: ‘Trust us.”
9. Dean in SPN 10x05 responding to Marie saying, “You mean fan fiction” with headlines that read: “The Winchesters is a Soulless, Bland Attempt at Recapturing the Supernatural Magic”, “The Winchesters: 8 Biggest Retcons From Supernatural,” “Supernatural’s Spinoff Prequel ‘The Winchesters’ Offers Familiar Pleasures but Struggles building Its Own World: TV Review”
10. Dean in SPN 14x13 saying, “They always talk too much" with a tweet by nuttyforackles recapping a conventional panel that reads, “I should have said I love you too and hugged Cas… people will sexualize that but it’d doesn’t have to be, we were brothers in arms” - Jensen Ackles #spncon #vancon
Bonus: Lucifer talking to Dean in SPN 5x03, saying “Whatever you do, you will always end up here” with the Tumblr logo edited over Lucifer’s head.
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marshmyers · 3 months
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A teenage sorcerer's apprentice must solve her boss's murder in order to prove her innocence in this twisty, magic-infused murder mystery perfect for fans of Knives Out and The Inheritance Games. 
Being an apprentice to one of the world's most famous sorcerers has its challenges; Tabatha Zeng just didn't think they would include solving crime. But when her boss, the infamous fortuneteller Sorcerer Solomon, predicts his own brutal death — and worse, it comes true--Tabatha finds herself caught in the crosshairs. 
The police have their sights set on her and Callum Solomon, her murdered boss's youngest son. With suspicion swirling around them, the two decide to team up to find the real killer and clear their own names once and for all. 
But solving a murder isn't as easy as it seems, especially when the suspect list is mostly the rich, connected, and magical members of Sorcerer Solomon's family. And Tabatha can't quite escape the nagging voice in her head asking: just how much can she really trust Callum Solomon? 
Nothing is as it seems in this quick-witted and fantastical murder mystery.
PURCHASE THIS TITLE
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shyshitter · 3 months
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eileen’s favorite holiday is dean’s birthday bc it’s the only time sam lets himself get absolutely hammered.
happy belated, baby gurl <3
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noa-nightingale · 9 months
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I don't even go here but I think he deserves to hear it back, just once.
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torteen · 7 months
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“An intense horror-action game—like Jumanji but Japanese-inspired and really disturbing.” —Kendare Blake, #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Three Dark Crowns series
WHAT’S IT ABOUT
Set in a nightmarish underworld, an estranged group of friends return to an evil game to try and save the boy they thought they killed in Kristen Simmons's masterful breakout horror novel, Find Him Where You Left Him Dead. Four years ago, five kids started a game. Not all of them survived. Now, at the end of their senior year of high school, the survivors—Owen, Madeline, Emerson, and Dax—have reunited for one strange and terrible reason: they’ve been summoned by the ghost of Ian, the friend they left for dead. Together they return to the place where their friendship ended with one goal: find Ian and bring him home. So, they restart the deadly game they never finished—an innocent card-matching challenge called Meido. A game without instructions. As soon as they begin, they're dragged out of their reality and into an eerie hellscape of Japanese underworlds, more horrifying than even the darkest folktales that Owen's grandmother told him. There, they meet Shinigami, an old wise woman who explains the rules: They have one night to complete seven challenges or they'll all be stuck in this world forever. Once inseparable, the survivors now can’t stand each other, but the challenges demand they work together, think quickly, and make sacrifices—blood, clothes, secrets, memories, and worse. And once again, not everyone will make it out alive.
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petite-phthora · 3 months
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Please don't shake the cat
[DP x DC fic]
[Love at first... murder? - part 13]
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Part 1
Ao3
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Private chat nicknames:
RedHood = Jason
Danny = Danny
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Private chat
RedHood: *picture*
RedHood: this yours???
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Seeing the picture of Ellie clamped onto Red Hood’s arm Danny lets out a sigh while rubbing his forehead. He takes a few seconds to look at the picture while deciding on how to reply.
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Private chat
Danny: you don’t happen to be in Mexico right now by any chance, do you?
RedHood: No.
RedHood: I was out patrolling when I was suddenly bitten by her.
RedHood: Thought it might have been a criminal or stray cat or something like that at first.
RedHood: I was not expecting a feral teenager, but I can’t say this is the first time it’s happened.
Danny: damn, she was supposed to be in Mexico 😕😥
Danny: I guess this is what she was trying to tell me with that cryptic message she sent me huh
Danny: and the stray cat analogy isn’t too far off to be perfectly honest 🤔
RedHood: So you know her?
RedHood: Can you help me get her off? I’ve tried prying but she’s got some sick ass jaw strength.
RedHood: Which would have been pretty cool any other time, but it’s currently not really working in my favor.
Danny: I’m so sorry about her 😓 😓
Danny: we’ve been trying to teach her to ask for consent first
Danny: but it’s still a work in progress 😅
Danny: of course I'll help you get her off!! 😊🙃
RedHood: Great! You’re at your apartment, right?
RedHood: I’ll be there in two shakes.
Danny: please don’t shake the cat 😰
Danny: she’ll get grumpy and might latch on even tighter
Danny: I’ll come to you instead 🙃
Danny: you said you were patrolling, so crime alley, right? 🤔🤔
RedHood: Well, yes, but I doubt you’ll be able to get up where I am right now.
RedHood: Let me at least come down to the ground first and I’ll tell you how to get here.
RedHood: Danny?
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Jason looks down at his unread messages with a slight frown. He puts his phone away and looks back at the teenager on his arm.
He gives his arm a small shake, causing her to growl at him which immediately makes him stop.
Right… No shaking the cat.
Jason lets out a weary sigh before looking down over the edge of the building to the ground below. He’s trying to think of the best way to get down with only one functional arm when a voice breaks him out of his reverie.
“Hey, Hood. I’m here!”
He turns around, slightly alarmed that there’s a second person who managed to sneak up on him tonight.
Damn, he’s getting rusty
Though from anyone whom he had been expecting to see, he had not been expecting to see the guy he messaged a minute ago standing behind him on the roof.
“How did you get here so quickly? And for that matter, how did you even get up here?” Jason asks confused.
“Oh, I flew” is Danny’s casual response, which gives Jason more questions than have been answered. But before he can decide whether he should bother asking for clarification Danny already moves on to the next topic.
“Anyway, let’s see what we can do about this,” he says, approaching Jason’s arm and the girl that’s hanging off of it.
“Good luck,” Jason says, holding out his arm a little better and watching bemused as Danny and the teen have a stare-down.
“Ellie, what did we say about biting others?”
The teen, Ellie, narrows her eyes and growls at him. Danny just crosses his arms and gives her an unimpressed stare.
“Nah-ah, you have to let him go. We ask before we bite someone. It’s called consent. Don’t make me get Jazz to give you another lecture”
It’s clear to Jason that Danny’s attempt at talking to her isn’t working when the teen proceeds to glance at Jason calculatingly before giving Danny a challenging look and biting down harder.
Apparently, it’s clear to Danny as well, as the next thing he does is let out a put-upon sigh before declaring “Well, I gave you a chance. Guess we’ll have to do this the hard way”
Danny then grabs a hold of her and tries pulling her off of him.
What is his life? Jason thinks as he’s standing there while Danny tries to physically pull the teenage girl, who decided his arm looked like a nice snack, off of him.
Though luckily for him, it seems to work as not a few seconds later Danny has pulled her off of his arm and is now holding the teenage girl with a bloody mouth up by her armpits.
Danny sets her down with a sigh but before he can speak up, the teen crosses her arms and levels Jason with a sharp look that makes him straighten up.
“Thou winneth this round, Red-Helmed Knight of the Night. Though thou should be prepareth, as the upcoming trials will be even more toilsome” Ellie declares while pointing at him, uncaring of the blood on her face.
“And I,” She points a finger back at herself for emphasis, ”Sir Ellie of the Infinite Realms, will—” she gets cut off when a fly enters her mouth.
Danny moves to help her but she holds up a hand to stop him, using her other hand to thump on her chest a few times.
She spits the dislodged fly out onto the floor and glares at it.
“Curse you! Foiling my monologuing once again!” she yells after the fly as it flies off.
Right…
Jason turns to Danny.
“So is she your sister?” he asks curiously. And totally not trying to fish for more information about Danny and his family.
Instead of Danny answering the question though, Ellie cuts him off.
“I’m his love child with the mayor of our town.”
Danny gives her a disgusted look.
“Ellie—”
She looks back at Danny with a shit-eating grin on her face.
Yeah, definitely siblings.
“I love my dads!” she says proudly, her eyes still on Danny.
Danny gives her a deadpan look in response before it changes to a more mischievous one.
“Oh, I’m sure Vlad would love to hear all about how you reclaimed him as a father figure—”
“Oh Ancients, no. Don’t even joke about that” She fake gags at him before turning back to Jason.
“Can I change my answer? I’m his bodyguard” She says, pointing her thumb at Danny.
That makes both Danny and Jason raise an eyebrow at her, though Jason’s can’t be seen through the helmet. They speak up at the same time.
“A bodyguard, huh?”
“No, you’re not, that’s Frighty”
Danny’s statement makes Jason pause and turn to look at him.
He’s got a bodyguard?
Ellie shakes her head happily.
“Nope! I took over the position. My knightly title isn’t just for show, y’know? I earned it fair and square!”
“When did this even happen? And why was I not told?” Danny asks, bewilderment covering his face.
Jason stays silent as he tries to make sense of the conversation.
“About…” Ellie takes a moment to think about it “3 months ago? I think it was when you were dealing with some time chores. And I thought it’d be a nice surprise, so… Surprise!” she exclaims, doing some jazz hands at the end of the sentence.
“What did you even do?”
“I snuck up on him and threw a Fenton Wii remote at his head which knocked him out cold. It counted as a win so I earned the position by right of conquest and gained my knighthood” She says with a shrug.
“Huh… think that would’ve worked for Pariah Dark as well? Would’ve made things so much easier…”
Ellie gives another careless shrug as Danny lets out a small reminiscent sigh. Meanwhile, Jason stands awkwardly to the side.
“Well, either way, I’m proud of you. Do you have a video?”
“Tucker filmed it for me, yeah”
“Nice”
They high-five with grins on their faces. At this point, Jason lets out a small cough which has the Fenton siblings turn around startled and proceed to then give him identical sheepish smiles.
They really look like they could be twins…
“Ah, sorry Red Hood. And again, I’m sorry for Ellie.” Danny says, rubbing the back of his neck with a small blush on his face.
“I’ll take her back home. And uhh… see you next time?”
Jason gives him a smile from under his helmet.
“Sure, if you’re still up for that next date?” Jason trails off with some hope.
His words make Danny’s blush darken.
“Ah uh, yeah! Yeah, of course! The next date! Uhmm, I’ll text you! Or you can text me. That’s fine too!”
Next to him, Ellie rolls her eyes and makes some fake gagging motions. She then grabs Danny by his arm and starts dragging him away.
“Come on, Loverboy. You can and your paramour can flirt later. When I’m not there… and after he’s passed my trials” she says, muttering the latter part low enough that Jason can’t hear. But, judging by the way Danny’s head snaps back to her and how his brows furrow, he did hear.
Just as Jason goes to reply, giving them a thank you and a goodbye of his own, perhaps even an offering to help them get down from the roof, he picks up on movement behind him.
Quickly turning around has him regretting not leaving the rooftop earlier, as he watches the Bats (and birds) land.
Fuck.
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