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#yeah he can see why Bruce was telling him not to cross the kid
bet-on-me-13 · 4 months
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Ellie wasn't born a Halfa
So! Jason just found something weird. Or rather. Someone.
A little girl, no more than 6 or 7, crying behind a dumpster in an alleyway. Now, as unfortunate as it is, this isn't that strange a sight in Gotham. Kids are always running away from home, getting lost, being left homeless after a mugging gone wrong, but this time was different.
Because the kid was glowing.
When he found her hiding behind the Dumpster, a medical gown being the only thing she had to protect herself from thr frigid Gotham Winter, he didn't hesitate to give her his Jacket and take her to his nearest safe house.
(Actually it took a little while to convince her to accept the Jacket, and even longer to get her to agree to being taken to his safe house, but they got there in the end.)
When he had finally gotten her set up in a side room of the Warehouse, with the most comfortable bed and thickest Blankets he could find, he tried asking what had happened.
"Daddy lied." She said. "He said he loved me, but then he made another kid and said he didn't care about me."
And, once again, it was unfortunately not that uncommon to see runaway kids from neglectful homes, but the way she said it raised some flags in his head.
"...and, how did you end up in Gotham?"
"I ran. He said I was a spare, and that scared me."
Well, that was even more horrible than he had anticipated. What kind of monster tells their kid that they're a spare?!
"And, I'm sorry if this is a touchy subject but why are you glowing?"
She just buried her face in the Blankets and shook her head.
"Alright then, that's fine. You can tell me when you're ready, or even not tell me at all, I'll accept either or".
For the next few weeks, Jason juggled running his newly created criminal empire and raking care of the kid. He still hadn't gotten a name out of her, but she said to call her "Dp" instead. 'It's the best I'm gonna get', he thought.
It was only after a few more weeks, right before he was about to begin his Plan of confronting Bruce about the Joker still being alive, that she approached him and agreed to tell him everything. He was actually really glad that she finally seemed to trust him enough to tell him.
"Okay Dp, you can start wherever you want."
"...well, I guess I should start with my name..." She started, "...or rather, my lack of one..."
"What?" Asked Jason in a soft voice.
"I, I don't have a name." She explained, "Daddy never gave me one. He just called me DP-2."
"...what do you mean by two?" Asked Jason.
"It-It's my Experiment Number." She said, stuttering a little, "I'm not a normal person, I'm a Clone. I was made to be daddy's perfect child, but I was just the test run. He said that I wasn't needed after he made DP-3, and that all I was good for was spare parts."
Jason felt his throat dry up. Dp was a Clone? Of who? Who made her? What right did that guy have to reject her?! Who in their right mind would make a Clone and then reject the Clone?! How dare he!
The Pits perked up
He felt the Pits rising a little, but managed to push them down. Dp needed support, not the Pits.
"It's Okay kid." He said, holding her had reassuringly. "It's perfectly okay to be different. I accept you as you are, and I'm sure as hell not gonna abandon you that easily. Or, ever really. You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not."
She giggled, and hugged him. A thoughtful look crossed her face, and she pulled away.
"There is one other thing...you know how I glow sometimes?" She asked.
The Pits felt a sense of dread
Jason felt like he wasn't going to like this. "Yeah?"
"Well, when I said I was meant to be a Clone, I never mentioned who of." She explained slowly. "He's a kid named Danny, and when he was 14, he had an accident where he died and came back as a Half Undead."
No...
Jason really wasn't liking where this was going.
"When Da-Vlad tried to make me, he realized that those powers couldn't be cloned..." She paused here, seemingly gathering the courage to continue. "...they needed to be added afterwards."
NO.
He didn't. He had better not have, for his own Fucking Sake, he had better not have done what Jason thinks he did.
"So one day, he took he down to the Lab, and he put me in a big machine." He voice broke a little. "He locked me in there, and then I think...that I died..."
...
For once, Jason felt completely in tune with the Pits. He was going to Kill that guy.
...
Sorry if this feels a little rushed, I kept going back to add or change parts of it.
Basically, Vlad realized that you can't Clone a Halfa. So, he made a workaround. He just stuck his first Viable Clone into a Portal, and let the machine Kill her. When he realized that it worked, he knew he had no use for Ellie anymore aside from spare parts.
And he told her as much, Vlad is a fucking asshole.
Ellie, of course, got scared and ran away. She ended up in Gotham, and was adopted by Jason right at the start of his Criminal Career.
When Jason finally hears about the rest of his kids' Backstory, he decides that Batman can wait his turn. He needs to go Kill that Vlad Bastard.
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augustvandyne · 3 months
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Hey! could you please right a natasha x wife r? Idk if you remember when the avengers have to take refuge and they have to go to clints house (he's reluctant bc he has a secret family only nat knows about)? well could you write it so it's actually nats family that no one knows about? and she's super reluctant to take them there
everyone's alive and no one knew she had a family (not even clint) and the timeline is SUPER wack bc plot twist, yelenas already there. the avengers are hurt nat didn't tell them and they're kinda mad too
nats wife doesn't like having them there bc it's her home and they're putting them all in more danger then they normally are in. the kids don't like them either bc they 'take their mom away' or something like that (but the kids adooore their aunt yelena)
this is super long I'm sorry but the idea has been plaguing my head and I feel like it would be fun to read about. thank you and have a great day!
hi! yes! don’t worry about it being too long, i’ll listen to and write whatever thoughts you have.
safehouse
You and Yelena were baking a cake when pack of Avengers came piling through the front door.
You were expecting Natasha later in the week, and alone. Not with the danger that is literally standing in your doorway.
That was the best part of this place, there was no danger. Nat left work at work, and when she came home all she focused on was her family—you, Yelena, and your two lovely children.
So you were definitely surprised, and not happy, to see the other five Avengers.
You walk further into the living room, and when Nat sees you, her face is immediately apologetic.
“Babe—“
“Who are all these people?” Yelena comes and stands beside you in the living room, staring up at all the men.
“This is Steve, Clint, Tony, Thor, and Bruce. They’re my friends,” Natasha shrugs.
“Uh, no, we’re not your friends now,” Clint crosses his arms with sass.
“They’re the Avengers,” You correct your wife. “And they shouldn’t be here.”
“Listen, I wasn’t going to even bring them here, but—“
“It’s our fault, ma’am,” Steve interrupted.
“Oh, here we go,” Tony throws his hands in the air.
“What?” Steve whines.
“First the language, and now the manners. Good god,” Tony rolls his eyes.
“Okay, take it elsewhere. More preferably, back to where you came from,” You fake smile, earning a glare from Nat.
“Where are the kids?” Nat asks, and you get the feeling she needs to talk. Alone.
“Upstairs in the playroom. Yelena, why don’t you take them outside to play on the swing set?” You ask sweetly.
“Ah, gotcha,” Yelena gave a look to Natasha that said, good luck.
The kids say hello to Nat, made faces at the men still in your living room, and then squealed with joy out the door because their mama is home.
You looked away from the door and back up at the Avengers once again. Nat softly grabs you by the arm and pulls your towards the other side of the living room.
“What are they doing here, Nat?” You lean closer, your foreheads slightly touching.
“I had no other choice,” Natasha’s raspy voice makes it hard not to forgive her.
You sigh and purse your lips.
“Really,” Nat insists. “If there was any other choice, I would have made it. We just got into a little trouble, and need to camp out for a few days.”
You made a vow not to ask what trouble she was in, so you kept your mouth shut when she says this.
“Okay. But if there’s even a little bit of damage to the house, they are paying for it,” You lift your head up and walk back towards the group, Natasha following close behind.
Nat glances your way, then back at the boys, “We can stay here. But only for a few days.”
“So this is where Lady Natasha goes every time she takes off,” Thor nods.
“Yes. A home we didn’t even know about?” Bruce shakes his head.
“I can’t believe you never told me,” Clint looks genuinely hurt when Nat looks at him. “I thought we were friends.”
“Yeah, what he said,” Tony puts his hand on his chest.
You roll your eyes and head back to the kitchen before the cake burns, letting your wife deal with her friends/fellow Avengers.
You finish the frosting Yelena had started, and ice the cake once it comes out of the oven. You then start on dinner. Something easy everyone can enjoy—pasta.
Dinner goes about as well as you thought it would.
Nat and the kids catch up. She just saw them a week or so ago, so there isn’t much to catch up, but you love watching Natasha play and talk with the kids.
You try not to laugh as the kids keep making faces at the guys.
Your daughter starts to kick Tony in the shin, to which him and your daughter start having a staring contest.
“Okay, what are you guys doing?” Nat asked.
“Your tiny agent keeps kicking me,” Tony says, never taking his eyes off the smaller girl.
“Okay she’s not an agent, and it’s probably because you take her mother away every chance you get,” You sighed with frustration. “Good she’s kicking you, maybe you’ll leave then.”
“Y/n—“
“I’m sorry,” You look at your wife. “I said it was okay, even though you’re putting us it more danger. But, I will try to be civil, but only for Natasha.”
“Thank you.”
Later in the night you had assigned everyone to places in the house to spend the night.
Yelena had volunteered to spend the night with the kids, so at least two people could bunk in there, and it was fine by you because the kids adored Yelena.
So two people slept in Yelena’s room, you had one in the living room, and two in the guest room downstairs.
“They are mad at me, you know?” Nat brushed through her hair.
“They’ll get over it. It’s a safe house,” You wrap your arms around her waist from behind. “You are supposed to keep it secret.”
“I know,” Nat turns so you two are face to face. “I love you, and thank you for letting us stay here. We’ll be out of her in two days, tops.”
“Good,” You plant a kiss on the side of Natasha’s mouth.
“But I might not be back for a while,” Nat cups your cheek in her hand.
“I had a feeling,” You look down.
“I’ll just have to make it up to you.”
“How about you start now?” You lift a brow and squeal as your wife picks you up and puts you on the bed.
Danger aside, you loved having your wife back in your arms, and you were granted with just that from this crazy mission.
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bumblebeesfromvenus · 6 months
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Hello 🤗 Can you please write part 2 of bale batman with assistant reader headcanons where he was in love with her but hasn't confessed yet and gets jealous when she pays attention to someone else? Thank you ❤️
Of course, lovely anon!! <3
A/N: more Bale!Bruce!!! I love writing for him, thank you so much for requesting <3 I might have little surprise planned for all of the Bale!Bruce lovers hehe 👀
~Fi 🐝
Part 1 ♡
Bruce secretly being in love with assistant!reader ♡
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◇First of all,
◇We all know his smooth talking is immaculate, he's Gothams playboy, a flirting legend.
◇With you, though?
◇Yeah, no chance.
◇He's stumbling over his words, blushing.
◇He's a mess, basically.
◇Because he actually cares what you think. He wants to impress you, not with his money or status, but with his personality.
◇That has never happened before. It scares him a little, but he can't help but smile a bit at your influence on him.
◇Also, he cannot stop looking at you. He's admiring you every second.
◇He doesn't get any work done, he almost messed up the biggest deal Wayne Enterprises had ever gotten just because he thinks you're pretty.
◇In his mind, you're already married and have 3 kids together.
◇He probably bought the ring already.
◇Bruce regularly buys you flowers, expensive chocolates, like he does not hold back.
◇But, he is very possessive, you're his, whether you know it or not.
◇He's very convinced you love him too, why would you smile at him so sweetly, or always make sure he's okay if you weren't?
◇He would never make you uncomfortable or cross any boundaries but god, he would have you sit on his lap every single day if he could.
◇Everything's going well, he watches you from afar, his eyes are basically hearts at this point.
◇That is until he sees you talking to some guy named Jake, who apparently also works here, and he makes you laugh just a little too much for Bruce's taste.
◇He should be the one making you laugh and smile like that, not some guy who's been trying to get in your pants for months now.
◇You don't get the hint though, you just think Jake is a nice bloke who's actually interested in working here, and with you.
◇Bruce sees through that immediately and it makes him scowl.
◇Why would anyone do that to you? You're so lovely and perfect, that Jake fella doesn't appreciate you. He doesn't deserve you.
◇Bruce knows he's better in every way, he could buy you whatever you want, you'd never have to work again, but most importantly, he would love you.
◇Truly love you, like a beautiful woman like you deserves.
◇He definitely intimidates and threatens Jake behind your back. He would love to do it in front of you, but he's worried he'll scare you away.
◇Bruce makes a final statement by moving your desk into his office permanently.
◇Jake still tries to get laid, and Bruce is about to actually punch this fucker if he doesn't stop.
◇Apparently threatening to fire him didn't do the trick.
◇He calls Jake to his office once you're on your lunch break and just straight up tells him that you're his and that if he doesn't stop trying to fuck his woman, there will be unpleasant consequences.
◇"Hey Bruce, have you seen Jake lately?"
◇"Hm? Oh, he moved so he had to quit."
◇He's so in love with you it's actually insane.
◇He's so bad at hiding it too, it's like all those years of playboy experience disintegrate once he sees you smile.
◇He lays in his bed at night, thinking what it would be like of you were there with him.
◇Then, the images of you talking to other men and smiling take over his mind and his blood is boiling.
◇You're not allowed to talk to any other men besides Alfred, Lucius and Gordon.
◇Would he ever tell you or act on that?
◇Absolutely not, he know he doesn't own you.
◇He'd just preferred it if you didn't.
◇He snapped one time and kissed you in front of the whole company. It was a rough and hungry kiss, but it didn't lack gentleness.
◇Bruce disappeared into a hole of shame for a week. He definitely crossed a line, he shouldn't have done that.
◇He has to come back to work at some point, so he does but he immediately wants to sink into the ground once he sees you.
◇That's until he sees you.. smiling?
◇You're all excited to see him back and you tell him that you missed him and he caves.
◇He confesses his love to you in a 10 minute rant about how amazing and perfect you are (and how stupid Jake was) and you're just standing there dumbfounded.
◇Yeah, he kissed you, but given his past you didn't actually think that kiss meant anything to him.
◇It meant the world to him and he literally couldn't stop thinking about it. Or you, for that matter.
Some NSFW~
◇He also had this dark and twisted fantasy of fucking you in front of everyone so they'd see you're his and no one else's.
◇He's a little ashamed to think of you like that, but he can't deny that the thought gets his dick hard.
◇When a some guy checks you out on the street, you're in for something.
◇He won't ever, ever take it out on you because how is that your fault that some men are pigs?
◇He'd make you come extra hard, just so you know he's the one who made you feel that good and, come on now, those other dudes could never make you feel like this.
◇He definitely needs you to tell him that you're his, despite his confidence I believe he's a little insecure just because he never had anything real before.
◇Bruce is on his knees, eating you out until you see stars and he looks up at you and just asks "you're mine, right?"
◇low key gets kinda subby, he needs you to assure him so bad.
◇You're just nodding eagerly because that's all you can muster the way he's fucking his tongue into you.
◇"Good."
◇It's a low vibration in his throat and all that insecurity and unsureness just evaporates.
◇He's always so loving during sex, especially after incidents, like this one.
◇You're both smiling and making each other feel good and loved, and he's definitely the one for you, as you are for him <3
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I looked through the Bale!Bruce tag and.... it's so dead :( I'M SORRY FOR NOT WRITING MORE SOONER, I HAVE MORE PLANNED VERY SOON!! <33
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lazycats-stuff · 1 year
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I love the Jason Todd x Jokers son it's awesome!
I actually have another idea while I lay with my cat lol batfam/Jason Todd x brother reader (like he's the biological son of Bruce but a lil older than Damien) he has a close relationship with Jason compared to his other siblings and he ends up getting captured by Joker?
You got it! I'm glad you like it, I was a bit worried that I didn't write it well, I have never written such dynamic before. Again, let me know how it turned out.
Warnings: Kidnapping, violence, Joker being the Joker, Jason losing his mind, blood
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Jason waited outside of (Y/N)'s school. He wanted to take his favorite brother back home. They didn't have a chance to hang out this week, because the teen was swamped with exams. Jason swore that (Y/N) didn't sleep this week. Poor kids...
He smiled once he saw him at the entrance, talking to his friend. He leaned on his motorbike, crossing his arms. He waited until (Y/N) saw him and then opened his arms. (Y/N) ran into them, hugging his favorite brother.
" Hey mini Bruce. " Jason joked as he hugged his brother back.
" Stop it, I look nothing like him. " (Y/N) said.
" Yeah sure. " Jason said, ruffling his hair.
" How come you came to pick me up? "
" Well, I know you stay later on Fridays. And I wanted to hang out with you. I missed you this week. " Jason mumbled.
" Aww. I missed you too Jay. But if you had a plan to take me out, please don't. I just want to sleep. "
" You got it. I was going to take you home anyway, you look like you are going to drop dead. "
" Wow, okay. " (Y/N) pretended to be offended, sitting at the back of the bike. Jason handed him the helmet and (Y/N) put it on.
" Hang on bro. We are going to be back home quickly. "
Jason turned on the bike and started driving back to the manor. It was a perfect day for a nap too. It was cloudy and if you were from Gotham, you knew for a fact it was going to get rain. So it would be perfect for a nap.
When Jason sat down, (Y/N) wrapped his arms around Jason's stomach to hold on. Jason revved the motor and started driving. It was a quick drive back to Jason's driving skills. (Y/N) had hold onto the bike when they got back.
" I'm not a bad driver. " Jason defended himself watching his younger brother.
" Say that to my legs. Jesus. Next time pick me up by a car. " (Y/N) said, managing to steady himself.
" Come on. You need to eat and then sleep. "
" Can you nap with me? " (Y/N) asked, using his puppy eyes.
" Of course I can. But you need to eat first. I think that Alfred made something with fish. "
(Y/N) nodded and went inside the house.
" Let me take your bag up to your room. "
Jason took the bag while (Y/N) went straight to the kitchen. He didn't find Alfred, but he did find a container with his portion. He let out a yay and took the container and a fork to sit at a kitchen island. He took his phone from his pocket and put it on the kitchen island.
He dug in, happy to eat something. The teen had a small breakfast today, not enough to get him through the day and he was hungry all day, despite the lunch he had. It was a stressful week for his family too. Joker was up to no good, but more than usual.
He still doesn't get it how they still do it. On patrol until late in the night, injured, seeing stuff that would make his stomach turn. Was (Y/N) trained like his brothers? Yes. But he didn't want to become a vigilante, he wanted to be a normal teen. And he didn't consider himself strong enough to become a vigilante.
And... He didn't tell anybody this, but the reason why he was up until 2 or 3 am this week was because he was worried for his brothers and father. There were times when he couldn't sleep until he knew that his brothers and father were in their rooms and even then he either went to Jason's room or Bruce's. He truly didn't know what he would do if something were to happen to his dad or Jason.
" Hey, what are you thinking about? " Jason said, sitting across from him.
(Y/N) was startled by Jason, he must have been thinking about this for so long that he didn't hear him.
" Jason, don't sneak up on me. You scared the living shit out of me. " (Y/N) said, taking an another bite.
" Oh, come on, you will live. " Jason laughed.
" Ha ha. Very funny... Are you free tonight? I need you to drop me off at a friend's house. We wanted to have a sleepover. " (Y/N) said quickly.
" Okay. Is it the brunet guy? " Jason asked, taking his jacket off.
" Yes, but his name is Cody. For the record Jay. "
" Okay, okay. " Jason laughed, smiling at his younger brother. " I will drop you off tonight before I go on patrol. Does the old man know? I don't want him blowing a fuse. "
" I texted him, he said it's fine. "
" Okay. Which bike you would like? " Jason asked, smirking.
" Screw you Jay. "
Jason cackled like a madman, leaning back in his chair.
" Okay, I will take a car to drop you off. Don't worry. "
" You always make me worry Jay. "
It was Saturday evening, a day after the sleepover and Jason was getting worried. Jason went to pick (Y/N) up a few hours earlier, but Cody, the friend said that (Y/N) went already. Jason was confused at first, but then noticed the cameras in the neighborhood. He called Bruce to tell him to get the footage. Something is off. Way off...
He searched the block for any evidence, his gut refusing to believe that everything is okay. What the hell happened last night? Maybe Cody was lying, but Jason could tell if someone was lying. Shit.
And the time for (Y/N) to go missing too is far to weird. Joker wanted something from Wayne Enterprises, they got intel that he wanted to get guns that Wayne Enterprises was storing at the moment. They were old and were supposed to be destroyed, but there was some delay.
Jason took his phone and called (Y/N)'s phone. He was back at Cody's building, waiting to hear (Y/N)'s voice. He froze once he heard the familiar ring in an ally. He ran into the ally, finding the phone near the dumpster.
He knelt down, getting the phone. He blinked a few times, trying to fight tears. Jesus Christ... No. Not him. Out of all the people, not him. He called Bruce with shaky hands. His hands never shook.
" Jason? Where is (Y/N)? "
" Taken. I found his phone near the dumpster behind Cody's house. " Jason stated, trying not to cry.
" Okay, I will obtain the footage for the entire block. Is there anything out here that might help us? "
" No, I searched the entire block, there is no signs of struggle. And Cody said that (Y/N) had left already, but I think someone threatened him to go. "
" Okay. Until we get the footage, we can't do anything. Come back. "
Jason hanged up, going back to his car and driving like a maniac back to the manor. He is not going to allow himself to waste a single second. He won't be holding back. Not when it comes to (Y/N). He was protective of all of his brothers, but he was really connected with (Y/N).
He ran towards the cave, wanting to know if there is anymore development. The rest of the family was already there, surrounding the big computer.
" And? " Jason asked.
" He was taken, but we can't connect the kidnappers to any Gotham rouge. " Bruce said.
Okay, an outsider then. That would take some time, but they would get the intel soon.
" Okay. So, we need a suspect. Who the hell wanted to take (Y/N)? " Jason asked.
" Somebody who wants money? Maybe for ransom? " Tim suggested.
" Or someone who hates Bruce? " Dick added his suggestion.
Bruce didn't say anything, obviously thinking. He had a lot of enemies, both as Bruce Wayne and as Batman. So the list wasn't small... Far from it...
A ping on the computer alerted them all. It was from the news, the anchors telling that this is the footage of (Y/N). The family froze, looking at the screen like they were hypnotized.
Everything was fine until Joker came on screen. Jason froze completely, eyes widening. No. (Y/N) was bound to a chair, gagged, with blood over his face. Joker was showing his face, clearly proud of his handywork. Jason's eye twitched.
" Now, I want the weapons from the Wayne Enterprises and I will let the boy live. "
The tape stopped and it returned to the regular program. Everyone slowly turned to look at Jason. Jason took a deep breath, before flipping a table near him. He let out a yell, before rubbing his face.
" Jason, you need to calm down. " Bruce said, trying to calm him down. If he goes out, he will kill somebody.
" CALM DOWN?! "
The boys moved away, trying not to get in the crossfire.
" I will be calm when (Y/N) is back here and Joker behind bars. That's that. And if you need me, I will be out in the city looking. "
" Jason, we need more info! You can't go out this mad! " Bruce yelled after his son.
" Too fucking late! "
Bruce stood up, going to change into his suit. He doesn't want to Jason to kill the Joker, he would regret it and it wouldn't do anything. Tim stayed behind to track down the footage.
They barely managed to catch up with Jason. It took them 15 minutes to calm him. Jason was already a deadly individual, but when mad? Get out of the way.
" Jason, we need to think. We need a plan of action. " Bruce has tried to explain, but Jason laughed.
" A plan of action? We need to get (Y/N) out of there! I can't let him go through what I did! I can't!" Jason yelled, before he took a deep breath.
" Jason, you need to compose yourself. I know it's difficult, but now your judgment needs to be perfect and not impaired. I know you are angry and I know you are getting flashbacks, but you have to... Shut the emotional part out. I know how it sounds, but when dealing with the Joker, you can't allow the emotions to take over. "
Jason was quiet as he listened to Bruce. As difficult it is for Jason to admit this, he knew Bruce was right. He can't allow his emotions to lead him.
" Do we have a lead? " Jason asked, trying to breathe.
" No, Tim is still looking, but we do have all known Joker's warehouses and other similar locations. We can start from there. We will split into two teams and start searching. Jason you are with me. Everyone, stay in contact. The moment you get something, call it in. "
The boys nodded, Jason simply stayed still, seething with anger and adrenaline.
" Come on Jason. " Batman prompted, walking to the edge of the building. Jason followed, still mad and angry. Nothing can calm him down. Absolutely nothing.
It has been hours and Jason was getting angrier and angrier. There hasn't been any leads in regards to (Y/N) and he was losing his mind.
" How can you be so calm? " He asked Bruce, who was calm. It irritated him beyond belief.
" I have to Jason. I can't allow myself to be guided by emotions. I can't make any mistakes. I don't... I don't want to lose him like I lost you... " Bruce admitted, looking away.
Jason was shocked by this admission.
" What? "
" I can't lose another son to Joker. I barely got over your... Kidnapping."
" Really? " Jason asked, petrified by this new piece of information.
" Yes. I searched for you just like you are searching for (Y/N). Despite what the Joker told you, I never stopped looking. "
Jason looked away, away from Bruce's eyes. He swallowed, trying not to cry. He clenched his fists and then released them.
" Hey guys, I managed to track him. Bruce and Jason are the closest to the docks. It's an old warehouse and be careful. Bring (Y/N) back. "
Jason and Bruce agreed and started moving. They are going to get him back now.
Jason paced outside of the cave medical part. Alfred wouldn't allow him to enter. They brought (Y/N) back, but he was beaten, had his nose broken and dislocated shoulder. Jason was only thankful that (Y/N) was under a lot of painkillers.
The mere process of getting (Y/N) back was rather simple. They took out Joker's goons and Jason got some revenge. He found a crowbar and while Batman was busy with freeing (Y/N), he has beaten the Joker. He didn't kill him, he just made sure he would be recovering for the next year. He smiled at the memory. It was etched into his memory.
" Masters. " Alfred said, closing the door.
" And? " Jason asked impatiently.
" He is going to be okay. I reset his nose and shoulder and gave him some stronger painkillers. He is going to be out for a while. I prepared a bed for you too master Jason. "
" Thank you Alfred. "
Jason stepped into the room, taking his shoes and jacket off. He looked at (Y/N), simply sleeping. Now he could sleep and protect (Y/N). With a last glance to (Y/N), he laid down and closed his eyes. Now everything is the way it should be.
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the avengers meeting your boyfriend [teenage avenger headcanons!]
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type of writing: headcanons / scenario
word count: 1.2k
request: yes / no
original request: can you do one where the reader gets a boyfriend and everybody is getting overprotective and when they see their door closed they all bust in while we are watching a movie bc they thought the reader & bf were making out so they give them “the talk”😭😭
dynamic: avengers x teen!reader (teenage avenger series)
characters: so many oml but some include tony stark, bruce banner, natasha romanoff, clint barton, thor, steve rogers, scott lang, bucky barnes, wanda maximoff, sam wilson, there's probably more but that's all i'll put for now lol
a/n: y'all know i had to use this picture LMAO anyways ty for the request!!! two in one day #slay (that rhymes) requests are still open, send in an ask whenever :)
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ok first i’m gonna name ur bf so it doesn’t get confusing
HAHA
let’s call him
jack
guys i’m so unoriginal pls ignore :’)
anyways so you had been dating jack for a while
he had asked you to go to midtown’s winter formal together :) 
and ofc u didn’t tell any of the avengers bc u KNEW they wouldn’t react well
but of COURSE mr. peter parker was so excited that he had to open his big mouth
miles kicked him under the table but it was too late
“who asked you to the formal y/n?” natasha asked, a small smile on her face
you could FEEL yourself blushing
all you wanted to do was like sink into the floor
which is actually physically possible (though it’s an anomaly)
bruce told you that :D 
anyways you just shook your head 
so then HARLEY decided to go “jack lastname”
IM REALLY BAD AT NAMES IM SORRY
and you were ready to die
right then and there
if the grim reaper decided it was your time you would be fine with it
so tony goes “jack lastname… huh.”
“tony, please don’t – “ you tried, but he was already there.
“jarvis, can you run a background check on that kid.”
you were so embarrassed.
miles, sweet sweet miles tried to change the subject
“so um… steve. how was… your day.”
but then there was sam wilson butting in
“when is winter formal anyway? you know we gotta know so we can take pictures.”
and that made you, harley, peter, and miles groan
tony was still looking at some tablet or whatever.
“stark!” came thor’s booming voice. “i thought you said no electronic devices were permitted at the dinner table! if they were, i would be much happier!!”
“yeah yeah. well they’re not. i’m busy.” tony replied, dismissing the god with a wave of his hand.
and happy, who was right next to tony, kept leaning over and shaking his head or nodding.
SO EMBARRASSING
anyways once you got done with dinner you went to put the dishes in the dishwasher robot
idk why i said it like that but it’s basically this cool thing where you put the dishes in the sink and this robot will wash them & put them away
very nice bc doing the dishwasher is so much work sometimes.
but then wanda, nat and carol came in
and you KNEW they were gonna try to get you to talk
“i’ll tell you guys later.” you spoke, trying to end the embarrassment. 
“come on y/n! we want to see him at least.” carol said, tilting her head and raising a brow.
“ok fine.” you said, and pulled up a picture of jack. you showed it to them for like one second and then put your phone back in your pocket.
“hey wait! no fair! i wanna see! yeah.” came the voices of sam, clint, scott, and bucky as they tried to fight their way into the kitchen.
“that’s a hard no. maybe i’ll bring him here after the dance. harley peter miles and i were already going to stay over. then he could walk by you guys for TWO SECONDS and then do something with me.”
“alright.” said sam, crossing his arms and nodding.
“seems fair!” said bruce.
“perfect.” you replied, leaving the room to leave them all to inevitably gossip.
SKIP AHEAD
ok so it’s winter formal
and you strategically told jack to meet you there so that the avengers couldn’t bombard him during picture taking time.
so y’all had a super fun time
& u slow danced with each other 🤭🤭
it was super fun
but you were kind of dreading going back to the tower
you had told jack about being an avenger a few weeks ago
and he was super excited to meet them all
jack is like super sweet & really awesome
so it put you at ease a little bit.
so you went back to the tower with him
peter harley and miles had gone to get ice cream and were coming back later
so you did the retinal and fingerprint scan that would let you into the elevator
and you went up to the main floor (so you could get to your room)
but ofc they were all there
and so you took jack’s hand and brought him over to where they all were
he was lowkey freaking out
and bro
bucky and sam and clint and scott looked so unamused
tony and happy too
SO YOU JUST TRIED TO KEEP IT CIVIL
but they all were acting so clipped and like not charismatic 
idk
but wanda, steve and bruce were rly nice so that put jack at ease a little bit
anyways so then you took jack to your room
you guys had been planning to watch a movie together
he was kind of nervous because he didn’t think the avengers liked him
but you assured him they did
(at least you hoped)
anyways you turned on the movie & watched it
and it was soo funny so y’all were laughing a lot
BUT THEN THE DOOR SUDDENLY OPENED
and it was so loud you got freaked out fr
but then you saw it was tony, bucky, sam and steve.
“y/n. could you go out in the hall for a minute.” steve said.
“this is my room!!” you tried, but tony just pointed out to the hall. 
“i’m sorry jack.” you said to your boyfriend
jack was literally about to cry omg
poor thing
“don’t be mean.” you said as you left, taking extra care to give them all a withering stare
natasha and bucky had taught you that skill well bc you saw sam shiver HAHA
so you went to the hall and clint, scott, and natasha were standing there.
“what are they DOING??” you hissed at them.
“they’re just worried for you y/n. they wanted to talk to the kid.” natasha assured you, patting your shoulder.
“yeah, nothin’ to worry about!!” scott added, a big grin on his face
“well i really don’t trust that coming from you.” you replied
“well tony thought you guys were kissing in there!” clint laughed.
although it turned into an “ow” when natasha elbowed him
“he WHAT?!” you replied
“yeah, that’s why he came up here. he said he wanted the most intimidating ones to go make that kid afraid or something.” scott added. “not sure why he didn’t ask me…”
you gave scott a nod but then made your way back into your room, crossing your arms and raising a brow as tony, bucky, sam and steve turned towards you.
“hey y/n.” sam said, raising a hand to wave.
“are you guys done now? i’d like to finish the movie.” you said, trying to be stern.
“i think we are. right jack?” steve said, standing up and gesturing towards your boyfriend.
“yes sir! i mean steve. i mean mr. rogers?” he said, clearly scared out of his mind.
“yeah yeah. alright. get out please!!” you said, guiding them out of your room.
bucky was the last to leave, but despite you pushing him, he turned back to face your boyfriend.
“hey, you. hurt them in any way and i’ll find you.” he said, accompanied by his signature deathstare.
then he gave a little salute to you. 
“night kid. don’t stay up too late.”
and then he was gone.
“did he really mean that??” jack said, eyes wide.
“yeah, he did.” you said, sitting beside him and holding his hand. “isn’t that sweet?”
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spider-jaysart · 11 months
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My friend @theredheaded-stuff showed me this panel of Damian carrying this giant sword around and then I just came up with this whole scenario lol😂
Damian just walking into the Justice League base with Bruce, while carrying his giant sword around like in the picture above, just shocking everyone in there with it
Clark: Bruce???? You just let him carry that around with him?????
Bruce: Well, it's what he wanted, so I said it was fine with me
Hal: ARE YOU SERIOUS???? JUST LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT THING!! HOW DOES HE CARRY IT AROUND WITH SUCH TINY ARMS????!!!
Damian, points sword at hal: DON'T CALL MY ARMS TINY!!!
Barry: DON'T HURT HIM!!!!
Oliver: ....Now I can see why my son Connor was begging me to let him get a giant sword last week. Good thing I said no to him CAUSE THAT WOULD JUST BE CRAZY JUST LIKE YOU RIGHT NOW!
Bruce: Hey! Don't tell me how to raise my kids!
Oliver: WHERE DOES HE EVEN PUT THAT THING WHEN HE'S TIRED OF HOLDING IT OR WHILE DOING SOMETHING???? IN HIS BACK POCKET????!!!
Bruce: You know what? Yes he does, CAUSE I BUILTED ONE FOR HIM! AND IT'S CALLED THE BAT POCKET!! And maybe if you would get your son a giant sword too, than maybe he would feel just as cool as my son right now, because just using arrows to fight crime is nothing new and it's just boring!!!!
Oliver: Take that back right now
Diana, suddenly walking into the room: (GASP!) OH MY! WHAT IS HE HOLDING????
Bruce, with his arms crossed in annoyance: A sword. Are you gonna start giving me some judgey comments about my parenting skills too?
Diana: Absolutely not! I believe it is one of the best choices for being used as weapons!! Let me see! (Runs over to Damian to get a better look)
Diana, examining it: Oh, it is just very marvoules!
Damian: Thank you
Diana: You've made the right choice setting him up with such a wonderfully and beautifully crafted sword that would protect him very well in combat! It is even big enough to destroy dangerous beasts during battle as well!
Bruce: Why thank you (looks at the rest of the League with a smirk)
Everyone else: ????
(Both Damian and Diana bond over their love for swords after this)
Damian showing it to Jon during a fight on patrol in Metropolis:
Jon: OMG! What is that?!
Damian: It's a sword, Corncob (=_=)
Jon: Well, yeah, I can see that for sure, I'm just wondering about how are you even carrying it???? And where did you get it from???!
Damian: Simple! I'm just that strong enough to carry it! And it was gifted to me! Now watch this!
(swings sword at a random tree behind him, making it fall on top of an incoming giant Lexcorp robot as he turns around to face Jon with a confident proud smile)
Jon, jaw dropped: (GASP!).... I'VE GOTTA ASK MY DAD TO GET ME ONE TOO!!!!
Damian: You should
Later:
Bruce, calling Clark: Clark? My son said that he left his Twizzelr pack at your house during a sleepover
Clark: What? Which one?
Bruce: We'll, he only brought one with him. They were specificly the red cherry Twizzelr's that he had with him-
Clark: No, I mean which son?
Bruce: The older one
Clark: Dick?
Bruce: No
Clark: You don't mean Jason than, do you?
Bruce: Of course not, I'm talking about my smaller one
Clark: Damian????
Bruce: No! Tim! How could you not know???? He was having a sleepover with Conner yesterday, remember????
Clark: I-....Ugh, It's just that I'm having a hard time focussing today since Jon keeps begging me and Lois to get him a sword after seeing Damian with it and I keep telling him no
Bruce: Get it for him
Clark: Absolutely not! He could hurt himself with it
Bruce: You and your son are both invulnerable, Clark, so I think he'll be just fine
Clark: I'm not getting him a sword!
Meanwhile with Jon:
Jon, flopping onto his bed with annoyance, talking to Damian on his phone: Aughhh! Damian, you wont believe it! My Mom and Dad won't let me get a sword! They say it's too dangerous!
Damian: -tt- Nonsense! It is a perfectly fine weapon to use in combat as long as you have enough training with it!
Jon: I know! It would just be so cool if I could have one! But they think that I won't be able to actually use it properly! Hmph!
Damian: Well, that stinks
Jon: Totally!
Damian:
Jon:
Damian:
Jon: Is it okay if I could maybe try out yours-
Damian: No, you're not touching my sword
Jon: :(
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calisources · 10 months
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BATMAN: UNDER THE RED HOOD SENTENCE STARTERS. all these sentences are taken from the animated movie under the red hood (2010) as well some from the comic of the same story arc. there will be mentions of death, torture, loss and the joker, who is like a warning on it's own. change pronouns and names as you see fit.
What hurts more? A? Or B? Forehand? Or backhand?
Now, that was rude. The first boy blunder had some manners.
Nah, I'm just gonna keep beating you with this crowbar.
Oh, Bird Boy, you're so much less fun now. All grown up and in your big-boy pants.
till, better off than his replacement, right?
Even tougher making with the yuks when you're worm food, huh?
Just be happy I only killed one of them. They're all assassins.
I'm cleaning up Gotham. More than you ever did.
You're stealing territory from Black Mask and killing anyone who gets in your way.
Plan? You're becoming a crime lord!
Yes! You can't stop crime. That's what you never understood. I'm controlling it. 
 You wanna rule them by fear, but what do you do with the ones who aren't afraid? I'm doing what you won't, I'm taking them out.
Tell me what happened to you. Let me help.
It's too late. You had your chance. And I'm just getting started.
You know, it only hurts when I laugh. 
I'm just something you helped make.
Is that what you think this is about? You letting me die? I don't know what clouds your judgement worse, your guilt or your antiquated sense of morality.
Bruce, I forgive you for not saving me. But why, why on God's earth is he still alive?!
Gotta give the boy points. He came all the way from the dead to make this shindig happen.
You wanna die? There's easier ways to kill yourself.
Yeah, like yelling at the guy who's holding the AK-47.
I'm chatty. It's part of my charm. 
He sliced that cable off his ankle before it went taunt.You don't just do that. That has to be practiced. Learned.
Then I got him killed. My partner. My soldier. My fault. I own that. I'll carry that like everything else. 
This is not your doing. You loved him. He knows that. It should be enough.
Do you remember how he was when I found him?
You know, I thought... I thought I'd be the last person you'd ever let him hurt.
What? What, your moral code just won't allow for that? It's too hard to cross that line?
Why? I'm not talking about killing Penguin or Scarecrow or Dent. I'm talking about HIM, just him. And doing it because... because he took me away from you.
He's a drug dealing pimp! I didn't think I had to prop up some pillows before I took him out!
You shattered his collar bone!
Please,I can help you.I know what happened.
Does it make it easier for you to think that my dip in his fountain of youth turned me rabid? Or is this just the real me?
I think you may have a collapsed lung. That always impedes the oratory.
 No. This doesn't change anything. It doesn't change anything at all.
It's him or me! You have to decide! Decide, now! 
I'm going to blow his deranged brains out! And if you want to stop it, you are going to have to shoot me, right in my face!
If you won't kill this psychotic piece of filth, I will! If you want to stop me, you're going to have to kill me!
If you can't suit up quickly at home base, I'm concerned how you will handle it in the field.
Perhaps he is primping.
Get out here or I'm going on patrol without you.
Ha! Gotcha!
It feels awesome! Check me out, I'm Robin the boy wonder! Are you kidding me? This Rocks!
Come on old man, we got bad guys who need chasing.
This is the best day of my life.
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With Friends Like You, Who Needs Enemies
Steve Rogers x Reader, Natasha x Bruce, Steve x Natasha, Bucky Barnes x Reader
Chapter 5
Warnings: swearing, angst, unintentional(?) bodily harm, descriptions of sex acts
In the great hall, right after Y/N left, Steve was hearing it from his friends. Bucky was the worst.
"What happened to the guy I grew up with? He wouldn't have cheated on his girl. What were you thinking" Bucky questioned.
Steve clenched his teeth "Why are you so concerned about her? You think you're so sly but I noticed. I see how you look at my girl. I know you want her and are just mad at me because you can't have her. What happened with you two in Wakanda?"
Bucky worked to rein in his temper and remind himself that this is Steve, practically his brother, and keep his response measured "You mean when you sent her to babysit me so you could be free to fuck Nat whenever you wanted? It doesn't matter how I feel about her because she was your girl and I would never cross that line. You have a lot of nerve throwing accusations at me, considering what you've done."
Steve was losing his temper and taunted "Maybe you're just jealous. I have Y/N and your old girlfriend, Nat, while you have nothing. No sane woman would want you anymore."
Bucky clenched his fists and went to reply when he was interrupted by Tony.
"Jesus Cap, I wish you could hear yourself. Where's the star spangled man who always does what's right? I'm glad my dad never saw you like this, selfish and entitled, insulting your bff because you were caught cheating. Talk about the mighty falling." He glanced over at Bruce, seeing green blotches on his skin "Yeah, Cap, You might want to leave before the big guy shows up."
Steve looked at Bruce who was trying to hold it in, his eyes widened and he decided to take Tony's advice and leave "I'll see you all back at the compound"
Before he made it out of the tent there was a bright light and what sounded like an explosion.
Steve looked back to the rest of the team but they were already out of their seats.
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Y/N quickly left the hall, needing to be alone without Steve staring at her like that. She started off crying, feeling the ache in her chest over Steve and Nats actions, the sting of Nat's betrayal. Nat was the first friend Y/N had ever made, she trusted and confided in her but the whole time Nat resented her and was sleeping with Steve. And Steve, how could he try to claim that he loved her and did it to protect her.
After she had passed a few buildings and headed into a wooded area she heard someone clearing their throat. She stopped and turned around to see Nat behind her.
Y/N growled "What the fuck do you want, Romanoff?"
Nat laughed "Aaww, Little princess got so mad she said a swear. Stevie will be so disappointed."
"Fuck you and fuck Steve. You can have each other. I don't want anything to do with either of you."
She tried to leave but Nat grabbed her arm "Don't walk away from me you prissy little bitch! I didn't get to tell you how good your Stevies fat cock felt when he was balls deep inside me or how he ate my pussy until I soaked his face. How he fucked me in the supply closet while you were in the hall, right there. Or how fucking hard he got inside me when you were so close but too dumb to figure it out. You should be thanking me, your dear Stevie is a freak and your naive ass wouldn't be able to keep up with him."
Y/N shook her head "Stop it! Stop!! I get it I'm a dumb kid and you took my man. He's yours. Now leave me alone." She tried to twist out of Nats grip but Nat just squeezed harder.
"Stop fighting me. You'll stay here and listen to what I have to say or I'll break your fucking wrist."
Y/N pulled again and when she still couldn't get free, felt a panic attack creeping up on her. "No Nat let me go!!! Let me go! Letmegoletmegoletmego."
There was a snap as Nat broke her wrist. Y/N screamed in pain and dropped to her knees, a blinding white light flashed around her and she just sat on her knees in the mud sobbing until darkness took her.
Tony got there first, saw Y/N unconscious in the middle of a huge circle of trees that had been blown back as though a bomb had hit. Under a couple of the downed trees was Nat, laying very still. Tony was speechless, they had been working on controlling her powers but he had no idea she could cause such destruction.
"Friday? Notify the team that we have a situation over here. Romanoff is down and I don't know what's up with Y/N."
"Of course, Boss."
"Can you get vitals on either of them? Or any other info on what happened?"
"They are both alive but Agent Romanoffs heartbeat is thready, she needs medical attention. That's all I can tell from here."
Tony slowly started moving towards Nat since she was in worse shape. He was working out how to move the trees without causing any more damage when Steve, Bruce and Bucky came running up.
Steve looked at the collapsed figure in the middle of the blast area and headed towards Y/N when Bucky stopped him. "I don't think so asshole, go take care of your girlfriend. Help Tony get those trees off her."
Steve looked like he was going to argue when he heard Bucky's vibranium arm whirring and decided another fight wouldn't help things any.
By the time they got Nat out from under the trees a stretcher had been brought out and they took her to the medical building that was still under construction.
Bucky went to help Y/N, walking up slowly and speaking gently to her.
"Hey Doll. It's just me, your Bucky. I'm gonna come over there and make sure you're ok."
He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding when her eyes opened only to quickly close until her hand reached up to cover them. When he reached her he kneeled down next to her.
"I saw you open your eyes. It's ok doll. I just wanna help."
And started stroking her hair, smiling when she leaned into his hand.
Y/N pushed herself up until she was sitting. She looked around "What happened?"
Bucky smiled "I was hoping you could tell me. Looks like a bomb was dropped here."
She laughed wryly "Are you saying I'm da bomb?" The effort making her cough.
Bucky chuckled "No I mean yes you are but that's not-"
"It's ok, I was teasing." She rasped out "Uh, Bucky, I think my wrist is broken but I can't feel anything. I must have drained myself." She struggled to sit up and looked around to see the mess
"Oh. No. Did I cause this? I didn't mean to hurt anyone but Nat wouldn't let me go. She kept taunting me and it just pushed out." Her eyes filled with tears.
"Bucky, please believe me I never meant to hurt anyone. Please don't let them lock me up again."
Bucky rubbed her back, trying to soothe her "Hey, hey, it's ok. No one is gonna lock you up. Not on my watch."
Y/N collapsed against him and he held her tight "Can I pick you up, doll? I want to have you looked at."
She looked up at him "I think I can walk myself" and tried to stand but her legs gave out. She chuckled "Ok, maybe not." And sighed "Sure, you can carry me."
Bucky gently picked her up and carried her to the medical building. As soon as he entered an Asgardian quickly brought a gurney over for Bucky to set her down on. They nodded at him and rolled her away while Bucky sat down to wait.
As she was rolled away the woman pushing her spoke up "I'm Eir. We need to do some tests to make sure you're alright. That was quite a display of power you made."
Y/N cringed "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, she just...." She paused
Eir smiled "It's alright child, we have seen what the Widow has done to you. She pushed you too far and overwhelmed you. You would think she would be smarter dealing with enhanced individuals."
"I didn't even know I could do anything like that" she said shyly "I've only been learning to focus the light, like a laser, recently."
Eir looked at her sadly "Such is often the way with powers like yours. They don't manifest until puberty and strong emotions can intensify them. If the Queen allows it you should stay here for awhile to work on them. You would be safe from other countries governments who would prefer to cage or experiment on you and surrounded by people who understand and want to help."
Y/N smiled "It sounds lovely but the team-"
Eir shook her head "Some members of your team want to help but others are frightened of your abilities, more so now. I'm sure the queen would allow your Winter soldier to stay with you." And smiled knowingly.
Y/N felt her face heat up and hoped Eir couldn't tell "What do you mean? Bucky and I are just friends. He's not my anything."
Eir laughed softly "Dear child, that man is in love with you. I don't know how you could miss it. He has almost come to blows with his closest friend over his treatment of you. Take your time to heal from the captain but don't overlook the sargent."
Y/N laid quietly while Eir did a scan and physical exam, thinking about all of it. When the scan was done Eir helped her sit up.
"Everything looks fine, I believe the large output of emotions enhanced your ability to allow you to cause the damage you did and also drained you. I want you to stay here until tomorrow and get some rest. If you choose to stay here for an extended visit, I'm sure we can find someone to help you work with your powers.
He can be shifty but Prince Loki might be able and willing to help."
Y/N nodded "It's something I'll definitely, consider." She looked down "Is Natasha ok? I might hate her but I didn't really mean to hurt her."
Eir looked at her "The Widow has multiple broken bones, scrapes and a concussion. She hasn't woken up yet.
Y/N woke up that evening when she smelled food. Her mouth was watering before she even opened her eyes. When she looked around the surroundings were unfamiliar and it took her a moment to figure out where she was.
Then the memories hit and she had to hold back a sob.
"Hello my dear. I've been hearing so much about you I had to come speak with you myself." Loki smiled at her
She tried to smile back "We have met before, you know. Thor brought you to the compound once but you didn't seem to like it much"
Loki nodded "Yes, well I was a bit of a war criminal at the time and being around my former captors wasn't exactly my idea of a pleasant time. So much has changed since then.
I know you are still tired so eat and get more rest. I would like to speak to you tomorrow when you're well rested."
Y/N heard a scream, she could tell it was Nat. Then she heard noise like a struggle and more yelling. The door to her room was slammed open to Nat breathing heavily, gauze wrapped around her head, covering her eyes.
Someone came up behind her "Miss, you shouldn't be out of bed, you'll hurt yourself."
Nat screeched "I don't care. I need the little bitch to see what she's done." She moved her head like she was looking for something "She's in here isn't she? Y/N!!! You stupid little brat, you blinded me. I can't see because you can't control your emotions or powers. I'm going to have Fury lock you up and when my sight comes back I'm going to-"
Nat dropped and they could see the orderly behind her with an empty syringe
"I'm so sorry Eir, Miss. She's very strong and took a higher dose of sedative than I expected."
Y/N looked at Eir "I blinded her? Maybe I should leave before Fury finds out and causes trouble here."
Eir shook her head "Fury has no authority here, he can't cause us any trouble. Her blindness is probably temporary."
Y/N wrapped her arms around herself, trying to hold back the feeling that everyone would be better off if she were gone.
She slept that night but it was plagued with dreams of Steve and Nat.
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The next morning, after breakfast and the ok from Eir, Y/N went for a walk to work through everything that had happened the last couple of days. Her life had been turned upside down.
After walking for a while she saw a pasture with horses and a barn at the other end. She remembered reading books about horses and imagining the freedom to climb up onto a horses back and run away when she was a kid. She leaned against the fence and watched the horses playing, trying to appreciate their beauty and push the painful thoughts away.
As she shook her head and groaned she heard someone approaching. It was Val with a beautiful white horse.
"I know we've just met but you seem like you could use a friend. This is Calliope but you can call her Calli. She is the gentlest horse in my stable and an incredible listener. She understands commands in English walk stop etc and I've packed a water bag and some snacks. She will take you on a nice ride and bring you home when you are ready. Nature is good for what ails you." She smiled gently.
Y/N shook her head "It sounds like you were getting ready to ride out, I don't want to take your horse"
Val laughed "No, I was in the hall when Rogers and Romanoff showed up. After everything that's happened, I figured you would need to get some air and perspective. When Eir told me you had left her care to go on a walk I thought you might like a ride. It always helps calm my mind, allowing me to think clearly."
Y/N gave her a small smile and fought the tears "Thank you" she whispered.
Val nodded and gave her a leg up and some basic riding instruction then sent her off with a walkie talkie in case she needed help.
Y/N sat astride Calli and looked around her. Norway is so beautiful it brought her to tears but to be fair she was right there anyhow. For hours she let Calli take the lead while she contemplated her situation.
How could Steve think she would just take him back? Even though he seemed sorry she didn't know how she could ever trust him again. 2 years this had been going on and he never tried to talk to her about any of it. He was the one who always pulled back when their making out became too heated.
Now that her head was a bit more clear she was able to see other things in her relationship with Steve that didn't sit well. The way he often spoke to her like she was a child or an idiot. And how he reacted to her using her powers outside of missions, like she should be ashamed of them. Y/N knew she was somewhat immature after so many years of her life were spent imprisoned and experimented on. Maybe she was too needy, maybe if she had.....NO! She wouldn't let herself follow that line of thinking. Nothing she did or didn't do excused what Steve did. Whatever she thought they had was over, she knew that she could never completely trust him again. She would always wonder where he really was and who he was with.
She knew this was the only way it could go now.
Y/N lost track of time on her ride until the sun started setting. She asked Calli to take her home and the horse turned back towards where they came from and picked up her steps a bit.
"I'm sorry for keeping you out so late, Calli. You must be getting hungry" she laughed as her stomach made her own hunger known.
When they returned to the stable Val was gone but Loki was also returning from a ride and helped her put Calli up while the horses were being fed.
She turned to look at Loki "Thank you for your help, this is the first time I've ever ridden a horse. I was a little scared but Calli is so sweet it went away pretty quickly."
Loki smirked and took her hand "I never would have guessed, you looked completely natural astride, like you've ridden all your life." He paused for a moment "You should stay here for awhile, to help you heal, your beauty brightens this dull world. Your lights rival the aurora borealis" He kissed her hand, smiled at her with a glimmer in his eyes and left.
Y/N headed towards her quarters to change before going to the hall for dinner. Once she arrived she saw Bucky, Tony and Bruce sitting huddled together in an intense conversation. She grabbed a plate of food and headed towards them.
"Hello boys" she smiled. "This seat taken?"
Bucky startled "You're back, we were getting worried. Please sit."
She looked down "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you. I just needed some time to clear my head and think."
"It's ok doll, I hope you're feeling better."
She nodded "I'm still hurting but I know it will get better."
Bucky smiled at her and Y/N felt butterflies for a moment, which made her think of what Eir had said about Bucky being in love with her. She smiled back at him and knew she would be alright.
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Request: Loved loved loved The Circus! It was so well written! 👏🏻👏🏻 Could you please please pleaseee do a one shot showing how the Convenience Couple are being parents to both Dick and their daughter (also to see Dick’s interactions/ his relationship with his baby sis would be so amazing)??
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Bruce groaned as he woke up. The pain shot through his side as he pushed himself into a sitting position and glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was midday on a Saturday so he was not surprised Y/N was not still in bed with him. He adjusted the compression bandages she had helped him apply when he stumbled in just before dawn. Even with the suit, he had taken a beating the night before and his ribs were broken. He pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants before sticking his head in the nursery. It was empty so he made his way downstairs. He could hear voices in the drawing room and made a beeline for it.  
Y/N and Dick were sat on a pile of cushions on the floor in front of the window working through Dick’s math homework. Grace was sat on Y/N’s lap chewing on her teething toy and occasional babbling something that Y/N or Dick would reply enthusiastically to. Bruce stood and watched them. His family. He never thought he would have one, the wife and the kids, but it had happened anyway. The circumstances may have been a little odd, but looking at the three of them, he would not have it any other way.
Y/N caught sight of him smiling at them and smiled back. “Hey.”
“Study group?” He walked in and lowered himself to the floor behind her, knowing she caught the look of pain that crossed his face when his ribs shifted.
“We’re doing divisions.” Dick told him, clearly not impressed to be doing long division on a Saturday morning.
“Thought we better start teaching Grace early.” Y/N said, her smile growing as Bruce wrapped an arm around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder.
Grace seemed elated at her father’s appearance. She babbled and reached out her free hand towards him, her other still firmly gripping the teething toy.
“I bet you like math as much as I do.” Bruce said to her, letting her grab his index finger.
“She might take after me, you know.” Y/N laughed and Grace looked up at her. “Yeah, you need math to be an engineer.” She told her before turning back to Dick. “Come on, you’ve got three left and then we can get lunch.”
“And watch a movie?”
“Yeah, sure. But you have to finish the problems first.” She reminded him.
He huffed and turned back to the problems in front of him. He finished them quickly and handed them to Y/N for her to check.
She scanned over the numbers. “Well done, they’re all correct. Why don’t you go and tell Alfred we’re ready for lunch and then go pick out a movie?”
“Okay.” He was out of the room in a flash before they could make him do anymore work.
Y/N pulled out of Bruce’s grip and turned to face him. “How are you feeling?”
“I’ve been better, but I’ve also been worse.” He sent her a small smile as Grace continued to play with his hand.
She readjusted Grace in her lap. “I hope you’re not planning on going out tonight.”
He could see the worry in her eyes. “No, don’t worry, I’m going to stay in.”
“Good.” She leaned forward and kissed him.
He kissed her back and brought his other hand up to her face. He was about to deepen the kiss when the babbling reminded them they were not alone. They pulled back and both laughed as Y/N lifted Grace up into her arms.
“We should go and join Dick.” Y/N said as she pushed herself off the floor and balanced Grace on her hip.
Bruce tried to suppress a groan of pain as he did the same. He rested a hand over his ribs as he tried to catch his breath.
“You sure you’re okay?” Y/N looked from his ribs back to his face.
“Promise.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead before leaning down and doing the same to Grace.
Y/N’s smile told him she was not completely convinced, but she let him lead her out of the room anyway.
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Ghosties And Ghoulies Part 4
Slaughter Swamp.
The unholy cross of wetland, chemical dumping ground, and some near cousin of a Lazarus pit.
We were all lucky more than just Solomon Grundy had not popped out of that muck. 
So far, at least.
It was one of the few areas of Gotham where magic ran high naturally. A merging point of the green, the gray, and the red domains where any of the avatars were likely to show up.
I thought about knocking on one of the trees to get Alan's attention. He tended to not mind chatting. Abby wasn't my biggest fan, but I figured she would answer if I asked.
But the faint tendrils of gray magic tied with a much stronger note of red living magic was definitely approaching.
Not from the swamp though.
From Gotham.
And then I saw the source. Apparently, my luck wasn't all shite.
I suppose being followed by another Tweety Bird wasn't too surprising.
I was just happy it was the prodigal son, who wasn't above hanging out over a beer, who had followed me.
Jason leaned against a tree, very carefully keeping his feet on the packed dirt path.
Couldn't blame the guy who had been in a Lazarus pit for not being a fan of the swamp.
"Did Big Brother follow me too?"
"No. Just me. I take it he doesn't know Gram and Gramps hired you?"
"Don't know what you mean," I told him, clicking my fingers to light another cigarette.
"Well, Bruce adopted me, so his parents would be my grandparents. Figure the whole professional thing means you can't tell me who hired you. But Gram and Gramps love me."
Jason twirled a white strand of hair. "Not the only thing I got from coming back. Opened my third eye, remember?"
Yeah, I remembered sitting across a table from Jason with Zatanna, trying to talk an angry, scared teen through a calming meditation while he had visions of Hell after running into him in Prague of all places.
"I know," I took another drag on the cigarette. "I can't tell them It's in the contract. But they are worried about something going on here. And Gotham's covered in magic. I was hoping it came from here, but I'm not that lucky. You want to fill me in, or let me start asking Swamp Thing some questions as I figure it out on my own?"
Jason looked startled. "Magic?"
"Deep, all through the city. Caster is covering their tracks, but I've been following it since the airport. Add a little more magic here, with how much the mob likes to use this as a dumping ground -,"
Jason didn't need me to continue. "Yeah, no. We already have Grundy. I'll check with Oracle, but pretty sure we've been dealing with our normal crew of crazy and not any out-of-towners. None of them are magical."
"Two are."
Jason swallowed and I had to fight back a wince. He wasn't the only one who had an opened third eye. And I could see the magical scars someone had left taking shortcuts when she had dumped him into a Lazarus pit. Cause that hadn't been enough to mess the kid up.
Blood, death and sex. Magic's cheat codes.
"Yeah, two are. But they aren't here. I'll look into things, but they aren't here."
"I believe you, but the magic is coming in from somewhere."
"Yeah, it is." Jason pushed away from the tree. "Look, I'll help look around and fill you in as I find stuff, and I can be a pain in the ass to keep attention away from you. But I can't cast, just see things. Best I can give is a heads up."
"Appreciated. Tip in return. Watch taking contracts that Papa Midnight wants in on."
"The bounty hunter?" Jason tilted his head. "Why?"
"Voodoo priest. With a shotgun that doesn't miss. He might still have diplomatic immunity with Haiti too. Won't tell you not to take them or to talk to him, but know who you're dealing with."
Jason whistled. "Did not know about the magic shotgun. Will keep that in mind."
I finished my cigarette, listening as a motorcycle roared away.
I left the swamp. Staying there after dark was a level of stupid I wasn't.
And I figured Jason wasn't the only one who could look into things.
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What about a story where Damian gets sent to bording school because Bruce can't handle him anymore and sends him without telling anyone. When everyone wonders where Damian is Bruce tells them that he sent Damian to boarding school that's not even in America. No one knew what to do and they couldn't take him out so it went on for years and Damian CD ame back a completely different person and everyone even Bruce was sad that they missed so much of Damian's life and Damianw mad that he got sent away and didn't get to be normal.
Wow okay dude, this is a curveball. I make angst to hurt Damian based on what I know, this is a complete turnaround you're going for the throat. I like that let's get started.
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"This will be good for you Damian"
"Yeah sending your blood son to a boarding school in a different continent is exactly what I need"
Bruce sighed and rubbed his temple "It's only for four years, I'll see you until then, hopefully they'll help you" Damian scowled and got in the car, crossing his arms and holding the bag full of clothes and other essential items (maybe a dagger or two)
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A week through and Dick, Jason, Tim, Stephanie, Cass and Duke dropped by for an unprompted dinner and movie night.
"Hey B, where's Damian? I thought he'd be excited to see us, it's been a week"
Three minutes of silence, Tim looked at Bruce, he was... avoiding something about Damian. Narrowing his eyes slightly he stared at Bruce.
"Where is Damian? What are you hiding?"
They all looked up at Bruce with suspicious glances. Dick looked worried "He isn't hurt it he?! Why didn't you contact any of us?" "He isn't hurt Dick. I sent him to boarding school"
Everyone stopped eating, Bruce looked sheepishly away.
"YOU DID WHAT?!"
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
"HOW COULD YOU?!"
"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
"BRUCE HE'S A KID WHAT THE ABSOLUTE SHIT!"
"He was out of line too many times"
Everyone sunk in their seats when the seething rage came off of Dick. "So you sent him, by himself, a child, a raised assassin, someone who has trouble with communication and in general social practices to a boarding school. Where?" "Europe" "YOU SENT HIM TO ANOTHER GOD DAMN CONTINENT BRUCE?! I KNEW YOU WEREN'T THE BEST DAD TO ME AT TIMES BUT YOU SERIOUSLY STOOPED THIS LOW?!" Dick slammed his hands on the table as he stood up "We're leaving. We have to get him back home"
The flight was swift yet the tension could not be more thick as Bruce was the culprit of it all.
"Excuse me, I'm Bruce Wayne. I sent my son here a week ago. I'd like to withdraw him from the program"
"I'm sorry sir, all applications include that the child has to stay throught the entire four years or else it will be a mark on any academic records if he were to drop out"
"Okay, thank you for your time"
Bruce walked back to the others who were sitting in the room over.
"What did she say?"
"He can't come back... he has to stay the full four years"
Jason perked up and slowly turned his head to Bruce "Four... years? You sent him to this thing for four damn years?! Is there any days where he can come back?" "No, travel won't work for students on holidays" "You... no. No I'm leaving"
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Everyone waited at the airport, things were tense around Bruce and anything mentioning Damian. Finally after four years he was coming back.
Damian looked so much older and a bit taller, his hair was still the same but a bit longer. He was wearing a uniform close to his old school uniform.
"Damian!"
He looked over to them and blinked once then began walking over. Dick enveloped the fourteen year old in a tight embrace. "We missed you so much!" "Thanks, please unhand me Richard. I'd like to go home"
"Yeah let's go"
Damian wasn't exactly the same, he was more open to conversation on many topics which is a welcome sight, but whenever anyone mentioned on how they tried to get him back a week in or how upset they were when they heard Bruce did that he would get snappy and walk away. Titus was a guard dog for him, the poor canine didn't have his owner for four years, he was overprotective on Damian.
At the dinner table Bruce spoke to Damian after two days of finally settling in.
"Damian I-"
"Tt. Only took you two days to talk to me, did you make sure to prepare your speech throught those four years?"
A quiet mumbled "Oh shit" came from Duke as Bruce sighed "I deserved that. I wanted to say I'm sorry. I wasn't fair to you. I didn't try hard enough to connect with you and I regret it"
"I don't care. You were hoping they fixed me and I was alone with no family for four years. Why should I care for your pathetic apology?" "Damian-" "Don't try to save yourself and keep your pride here. I don't give a shit about any of that. I thought that maybe you would take me back before I even got to the airport that first day. Yet you didn't show, next I hear that it took you a week to tell anyone that I was sent to another continent? Not even to mention you took one of the few things that I enjoyed and felt a part of, being Robin"
"I get your angry-"
"NO! DON'T YOU DARE PULL THAT HERO BULLSHIT ON ME! I SPENT FOUR YEARS WITHOUT MY FAMILY AND YOU EXPECT ME TO BE HAPPY? I WAS ALONE BRUCE! YOU LEFT YOUR OWN SON FAR AWAY JUST BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T HANDLE ME?! YOU MIGHT AS WELL HAVE SENT ME BACK TO MOTHER! INSTEAD I SPENT FOUR YEARS ALONE AND BARELY KNOWING ANYONE! NO ONE LIKED ME, CAUSE A ARAB BOY JUST DROPS IN AND ENDS UP GETTING TOP SCORES ENDING UP WITH ME BEING BULLIED FOR FOUR FUCKING YEARS! And you didn't even care... so why the hell should I care for your stupid apology that you use only because you were caught and called out by the others. I don't care what you have to say. I thought I could be normal with this family, even though I was a brat I thought I could still be appreciated for who I was. Yet you didn't like it, you never loved who I was and you sent me away to "get help" when all I wanted was a family who understood me. Who... even though I was difficult would still care as I did for them. But you don't care. I'm done. Richard, can I crash at your place?"
"Um... yeah, you can"
Damian nodded and glared at Bruce "Don't try to save yourself now, I don't want to see you again. Come on Titus. Pennyworth may you look after the others?"
"I shall Master Damian"
"At least someone in this Manor cares enough..."
Damian walked out and slammed the door, everyone else followed and didn't say a word.
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Bruce tries to learn to understand the thought process on why some people deserve to die.
OK link to where this idea came from this is for @icntblvfreudwasrite I’ll be returning your brian cells soon. It’s 1 am when im starting this so LETS GO.
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“Master Bruce,” the britsh butler’s accident rang out in the kitchen, “must I understand why you are sleepless on your night off?” Alfred took the cup off coffee away from Bruce, replacing it with some decaf tea.
“Just thinking about Jason again.”
“May I ask what about?”
“His methods- since he came back. I feel like in a way if I had corrected him more, if I had known why he thinks this way, maybe I could have stopped it- stopped him from getting like this and if I had-”
“Master Bruce, you’re being absurd. You had no clue Master Jason would turn this way and he’s not wrong either. Approaching situations differently is quiet healthy. Especially when it is a team effort!” Alfred poured himself a cup, knowing this would probably be a long conversation- but one that needed to be had none the less. “The important part is that Master Jason isn’t killing random thugs. He is killing mad men, who you have tried you bloody best to help, Master Bruce! He has shown great efforts toward compromise with you as well which is a fine lot to see! So while he may not stop using guns- he’s more careful where he shoots and is quite a bit more open to rubber bullets.”
“Alfred, I just am worried that he’s crossed the threshold and won’t be able to come back because killing is to easy-”
“Your boy is living proof that that line can be walked. Master Jason is proof that you can come back from that line. He strives day in and day out to prove that to you as well to prove himself- and prove it to himself.”
—OH LOOK A MAGICAL FLACHBACK BROUGH TO US BY RED ROBIN SAYING YUM IN THE REDROBIN COMERCIALS CUZ IM TOO TIRED TO WRITE A TRANSITION RN—
The dark haired teen plopped himself at the kitchen counter after struggling to reach the cereal with his injuries. The past two nights had been sleepless for younger Jason, he had a bruise on his ribs from a fight prior in the week that was killing him which didn’t assist with his insomniac tendencies.
“Master Jason- what are you doing up at this hour. You’re on bed rest-”
“Yeah, yeah, Alfred, I know.” Jason stared into his empty bowl. “Just had a midnight craving and I can’t reach the cereal without hurting again.”
Alfred pursed his lip together. “Another fight with Master Bruce, I’m going to assume.”
“How could you tell?”
“You only reach for Master Richard’s cereal when you fight with him. You usually eat toast for breakfast.”
Jason was shocked at his own predictability.
“Well, are you going to tell me what the fight was bloody about- or must I guess?”
“I asked why we can’t kill. I don’t want to kill thugs or anyone innocent- I want to take out the bad ones like the Joker who carved that big J into Dick’s back or- or Slade who terrorized Dick for years and has tried to kill Bruce twice!” Alfred listened to Jason’s rant and portioned him a small snack of cereal.
It was one of those super sugar bomb cereals with all the chocolate and sugar costing a kid could ask for- some off brand kind Dick ate in the circus that Bruce had flown in for him every onces in a while. Jason added some 2% milk to it, he couldn’t stand whole milk for some reason, the viscosity messed with him for some reason- and he was by no reason a picky eater it was just that which gave him issues.
Alfred put the milk away and handed Jason a spoon.
“I don’t even want to kill Dent, there’s just some people that you can’t help. Why doesn’t Bruce accept that?” Jason shoveled a bite into his mouth and began chewing. “Like it’s not that difficult!”
“Master Jason- not with your mouth full.”
“Sorry.”
Alfred put a hand on Jason’s left hand, his right hand- which was his dominant hand shoved cereal into his mouth.
“I understand your frustrations with Master Bruce’s rule. But perhaps it’s not to stop you, perhaps it’s a coping mechanism after seeing Master Thomas and Mistress Martha shot?”
Jason’s brows furrowed, Bruce never said he watched his parents die. He only knew they were dead.
“I-…”
“You didn’t know, Master Jason?”
“Yeah…”
“I assumed so.” Alfred put away the cereal box, “now finish up your cereal, I want you tucked up in your bed before Master Bruce is home.”
“Yes sir.”
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midge “hearing about it”🧍🏻‍♀️
Joel storms in when he drops off he kids, looking angry.
Which isn't new, but Midge always enjoys avoiding that.
"We ran into Lenny," Ethan informs her before Joel can say anything. I showed him my baseball cards!"
"He gave me a hug!" Esther adds.
"Ah," Midge nods, turning to Joel. "That's why you're angry. Ethan, Esther, go play in your room." She watches them go and then turns back to Joel.
"Again with this!"
"You dropped them off a day early last week," Midge reminds him. "Which was Monday which was my date night. Lenny came over-"
"And it's Lenny!" Joel cries. "Lenny fucking-"
"Joel."
"Bruce! Dating my ex-wife, bouncing my daughter like he's her new father, looking it my son's baseball cards!"
"He was being nice," Midge tells Joel. "Lenny is a dad, too. He knows how to do dad things, too."
"He's not their dad, Miriam!"
"And Mei isn't their mother," Midge shoots back. "But she's around all the time, and she rocks Esther to sleep sometimes, and makes Ethan his peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and generally looks after them like a mom would. Right?"
"I gave you a heads up!"
"Barely!"
"You didn't tell me!"
"I'm so- no," Midge stops, thinking. "Oh, no. I did tell you! You called and told me you'd be dropping the kids off a day early, and I said 'I have a date that night. Lenny will be here.' And you said, 'fine, gotta go, see you tomorrow' which means you had warning, and you didn't listen!"
They stand in silence for a long moment.
"Shit," Joel blurts out.
"Yeah."
"Fuck."
"Mhm."
"You told me. I ignored you."
"Seems like it."
"I guess I owe you an apology," he says.
More silence.
"Am I getting it today, or should I wait by the phone?" Midge asks, crossing her arms.
"Sorry."
"It's okay. Things with Lenny are getting more serious. It's new for everyone. I'm just glad the kids like him."
"Right. Cuz they like Mei, too."
"I know they do. Ethan is learning Chinese. That's pretty neat."
"Yeah."
Midge takes a breath. "Anyways. I've gotta get dinner started, and then I have a gig tonight, so-"
"Right. Yeah." He waves awkwardly. "Bye, Midge."
"Bye, Joel."
She watches him go and takes a deep, deep breath.
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Watch "Hulk vs Abomination - She Hulk Season 1 Episode 9 - She Hulk Finale" on YouTube
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That song looks like the Abomination here in the face pretty close that's what one of his sons looks like and others look a little bit different more like his granddaddy and that's another version of the Abomination and it's another son and they showed with her faces look like a bit they want them to know their life and they want his their father to know in mother she doesn't have a lot of contact but does is a huge number of people interested in this now because it's true but here you see him standing at about 12 foot and Bruce is actually Trump at about 10:00 and the other green guy is Tommy f and he grabs the niece and he moves around the way and it's really Cruces grandson Bruce's grandson and he says I can't tell but you haven't tried so ask a question or two and he says now we're talking and he ended up fighting Tommy F and he got his ass kicked very very badly so he said aren't these my two boys and the kid's ass and he's going ouch the whole time so you don't shoot at me Tommy f or them ever it's illegal and it came up to him and said what you're doing is illegal you said I need the girl for an experiment I said you can't experiment on people and he said I want to see if he knows who she is I went to school in westborough I know who people are give me a break and they start to break them up and said what are you talking about he was from a past life and he's full of s*** he's never asked me anything like that and she witnessed something and said there's tons of people witness something and don't know anything so then they got to something he wants to hold her as a kidnapped victim and my son says he challenged him to a fight and you can watch and keep people off he said come at me bro and give your grandson some respect and he said let's do that he looked over and said terrific and Abomination took Tommy f and grabbed his legs and slam them on the ground like 15 times he said how do you like that bro you ready for some more get up and come at me. And he says I think we're done here and you've proven your point so he goes I don't feel like getting killed and he tries to run off and he can't and they grab them and question him he says when you're saying come at me bro you see how big I am and what I can do do you think that you're stupid it's raining in his face he says it's probably a stupid thing to do but I had all those guys in there he goes so what I didn't see any special and if they didn't have it you don't have it any of those well you're kind of right about something and we went outside they didn't do anything it says it's like 50/50 and you do it all the time and we're sick of it was sick of fighting all the time when it's a tie and you never win you always magically right in our face says there's some kind of thing going on with Mac and he keeps doing this to us and me and him and he says wow this is terrible he says it has to do with the rose Cross organization and it was a while ago this is what is it I said it's this huge machine in my clan made and they've been shut down and Mac is trying to run it and he can't and he had a lot to do with it the rose cross goes into a certain crown and also they found it said no way we're up against it so they said I think you should probably let me go and ask a few questions and said he could go and he said I do understand something we're in a lot of trouble so yeah and you keep trying to grab me or salt where I am this is terrible I mean why do you have to take over with the military like he says you have to this is I don't know I feel compelled to it's not working it never works or worse as they go up there then come back here so they figure it ou. Then they said this what exactly after let's take back our lands and things like that so that makes sense so they started to say we have to start doing that and Tommy f is not doing that and it failed again and they're going to be a big failures but they understand it and they know what it really is
I am explaining it and he is listening and he's a good person and he sounds like do and they do say different things than me and different things than the mother of theirs my wife and it's really encouraging and I do hear a little bit of me and there too and and boy it's solid it really is and that was him and Zeus and he does have a character he's got a few one of them is venom we're going to show you what this is all about
Thor Freya
Olympus
I appreciate you using my name but really it's not this is me and I'm one of the abominations and that's how it is and my wife is there she's not the one talking that's d and she is the one that busted through the door or wall actually and it was kind of screaming at me and I'm saying what is your problem and really it was only part of him and they're both enemies but the guy who I'm helping is after Tommy f and he is still a menace but this is not far from now and somebody says to break him out of the box and they're going after us that were really simbiotes and it works different. In the real format it's much more powerful I can lop all those people's heads off without even trying and my father would be able to at the size I'm shown here without any effort you'd all be dead and someday he'll probably do that to you because you've got such huge attitude problems and you might try and hit him says don't move I'm going to call the police a bunch of times and he tells the cop what's going on in the cop arresting and they're never heard from again A lot of times they do that in the future but they don't do it much now cuz they're still having a huge War it's going to end soon within a month or two it's going to be over between the morelock and Mac and they'll be in Australia and we do know what happens there's a huge number of people crying out to know and we'd rather not say there are some issues happening here but this is pretty joy in my heart especially cuz when he sees us he's happy he's amazed to see one of his sons look like George a little bit and not surprised and not upset either because he's pretty Sharp and he like that and he uses it to intimidate people and it works it doesn't look exactly like it was just a bit but he looks here and I look fairly a lot like my father and people say it and I'm a nice person and you can see it here but I don't want to take that guy's crap anymore and he is a little weirdo and says things to make people really mad and he grew like 8 ft and he was small I'm only like 12 but or even a little less 11 but he's small compared to me and weak very surprising what comes out of these guys mouth and he is of course a winner but really and he wants us to come out and really it's not going to help him. We do know what this is about and where and it is amazing and these guys become these creatures and we control them and they are amazed and what they can do but it's really just a copy of another creature I'm going to show you what these are you saw one today in person and you saw people touching it
Abomination 3 I have another name and it is abomination with an attachment right now I'm going to say I'm in the third son and we all have different characters in the same ones that's a big reason for it
She Abomination 3 and we're not test too babies and I'm his wife from a different line and you're thinking you're lucky stars and Duke Nukem Blockbuster Frank Castle Hardcastle are different lines but we're not from their lines there are some and it's way out there and yeah they're doing spy stuff so we know we know about it but this is incredible series and I came in and he was just fooling around with people and said stop it and stop them and he did and Tommy f was a maniac and need to be stopped and brought him out and didn't kill him and talk to him and said what are you doing you're a nutcase and he said why it made sense
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Anonymous request: Imagine being Tony Stark’s son and getting into fights at school
You knew you were in trouble the moment your dad walked in the door. You had been relaxing in the lounge of the tower with the other Avengers, you and Steve reading on the couches, Banner helping Thor operate the microwave, Nat and Clint quietly discussing mission stats. When your dad entered, he had that look. The look of ‘I’ve learned that you’ve been hiding something.’  You shrunk down and tried to further hide your face behind the cover of your book.
“I just got a call from your school.” Tony said. Everyone looked up at him, then looked toward you, since you were clearly the subject of his statement.
“Oh?” Your voice came out a little squeakier than you intended.
“Yeah. Would you care to explain why you’re suspended for a week?” He crossed his arms and you knew you were doomed. And that he had already heard why you were suspended. 
“I was in a fight.” You shrugged.
“Oh just the one?” This got you raised eyebrows from the crowd.
“Um no. This was the,” you paused, counting and weighing which ones the school knew about, “third I think.”
There was a small cacophony of exclamations at your revelation. Mostly shock, but a couple small notes of pride too.
“Yes. Third. What the hell is going on with you?”
You glanced around the room, looking at all the faces staring back at you. Your dad was mad, that was obvious, Steve and Bruce looked worried, Nat was trying to hide some pride, Clint was straddling the line between proud and worried, and Thor just looked confused since he couldn’t imagine you squaring up with anyone.
“I just want to go to school and keep my head down and go to class but I can’t do that. People make fun of me for being your son and just being some ordinary kid, not a superhero like you. And then there’s the ones that think you all are crazy and just wrecked the city, did more harm than good in saving it from aliens. So yeah, I’ve gotten into some fights. Oh and then there was today’s which wasn’t about any of that. The usual crowd was just picking on some new freshman in my art class and I told them to leave him alone. And then you know how that one ended.” Your explanation flowed from defiant, to sad, to annoyed, and then just tired.
You had tried to keep this all hidden from the team. First because you knew your dad would be upset with you. You were pretty sure he wasn’t disappointed but he was clearly not happy. But you also kept it hidden because you didn’t want them to think you were the bully or just some reckless kid who went around starting fights. You never started the fights. You really did want to just read your books and be a normal teenager but being Tony Stark’s son meant that was never really an option. And for the most part, it wasn’t really that bad. But sometimes, it was and sometimes people’s words meant you turned to your fists instead.
“Kid,” Tony sighed, thinking before he spoke, something the rest of the Avengers weren’t used to seeing. But he always tried to watch his words with you, to make them matter. “Why didn’t you tell me that this stuff was going on?”
“Cause there’s nothing you can do about it. You can’t come tell them to stop making fun of me or other kids, and I know what a bunch of dumb high schoolers say about you guys doesn’t matter. So I thought I could just handle it myself.”
Tony processed your explanation. It made sense. Sometimes he was couldn’t believe you were his kid when you talked like that. Even though you were young, you had his smarts but seemed to miss out on the cocky rebelliousness that he still had. Yours was a quieter intelligence than his.
“You’re right.” He admitted. “I couldn’t have fixed those things. But maybe we could have come up with some better was to handle it than just punching kids.”
“Hey I never ‘just punched’ anyone. They always deserved it.”
Tony sighed and you heard Clint snort.
“Tony, may I say something?” Steve asked. You watched your dad turn to look at him and hold back some witty remark to Steve. Because as much as he teased him, he did think Steve would likely have some good advice. He nodded and you turned to your drawing buddy.
“I’ve dealt with my share of bullies. And yes, standing up to them and not being afraid to throw punches does work for some of them. But I think that what might work even better with these ones is not confronting them. They think you’re just some kid who can’t live up to his dad’s image? Prove them wrong. We all know you can. Maybe you and your dad can find a way to show them together.” He suggested.
You thought about his suggestion. You liked it. As good as it felt to punch some of them, you thought how much better it would feel for them to see you do all the things they said you couldn’t.
Tony liked the suggestion too. He had some ideas to get you the credit you deserved. Of course in his eyes you never needed to do anything to prove your worth but he knew the rest of the world didn’t always see it that way.
“What do you think kid?” He asked.
“I think the captain makes a good point.
“Well Cap, if the kid says you’re right, I guess you’re right.”
The rest of the team was happy to pitch in suggestions for proving them wrong, some more helpful than others. Bruce suggested showing them up in class, Clint suggested outwitting them or out-sarcastic commenting, Natasha (jokingly) suggested poisoning them and (seriously) suggested kicking their asses in any competition of your choosing, and Thor suggested having them try to lift Mjolnir.
You filed some of those away, and some you laughed and moved on. You were glad that they were all helping you and that your dad wasn’t actually too mad at you. He was still a little mad you had let it get this far but really, he couldn’t be that made at your reasoning. 
He pulled you aside after the conversation and you were heading toward your room.
“Hey. You know I’m proud of you, right?”
“Yeah yeah.” You said.
“I’m serious bud. I’m proud you’re my son. I’m proud that you stand up for people and you don’t have to become and Avenger or anything to prove you’re good enough to be my son. Got it?”
“Yeah dad, I got it.”
“Good.” He pulled you into a hug and kissed the top of your head. “Now go do your homework. No falling behind just cause you aren’t going to school.
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chloe-skywalker · 2 years
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Colleagues - Wonder Woman
Diana x daughter reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 668
Requested: Can I request a wonder woman x daughter reader where the justice league appears at Diana’s house without warning and find out she has a child? And the daughter is like 14-15? -  @themonsterunderthestairs​
Authors Note: Thank you for requesting! I had a good time writing the dialog for this.
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“Are you sure we have the right house?” Clark asked as they stood on the edge of the beach staring at the ginormous house.
“This is her address.” Bruce stated just as confused as the rest of them.
“But theres a kid there.” Arthur pointed to what would be considered the backyard. Since it is a beach house.
“Teen” Barry corrected standing off to the side.
“What?” Arthur turned to face the speedster.
“She’s obviously a teen not a kid.” Barry shrugged
“Does it matter?” Clark asked very confused.
“Well I mean-” Barry tilted his head.
“Are we really arguing about this?” Bruce cut into the conversation.
“Apparently.” Arthur stated
“Can I help you guys?” the kid- teen girl come over and asked the four men watching her house.
They stood there staring at her slightly embarrassed. When Clark spoke up. “Yes, possibly.”
“Well…” Y/n raised her eyebrows in waiting.
“Does Daina Prince live her?” Bruce asked the young girl, stepping forward.
“Yes” she nodded with a curt nod.
“Is she here now?” Clark asked stepping forward but making sure to that his body langue conveyed non-threatening.
“Yes.” Y/n confirmed his question even though they didn’t seem to be threatening, and definitely not to her. “Who’s asking?”
“Some friends.” Arthur shrugged
“Hmmmm-hmmm” she hummed with crossed arms and a raised brow.
“Can we see her?” Clark asked the young woman hoping they could get her to trust them a bit more.
Y/n tilted her head “I don’t know, can you?”
“I like this girl.” Arthur smiled nudging Clark’s arm.
“Y/n!” Diana yelled out having wondered what was taking her so long to come back inside.
“Coming.” Y/n yelled out in response. Y/n turned around and walked back towards the house, the four men following her. “These people seem to know you.”
“Who’s this Diana?” Bruce asked as they followed the young woman inside.
“Who are they mom?” Y/n asked in a whisper, standing next to Diana. Diana pulled Y/n into her side.
Diana sighed, she knew they’d find out eventually but she wanted to be the one to tell them. Not have them find out this way. “Y/n, this is the rest of the Justice League.”
“Oh you can quite with the faces. I know about you all already, geez.” Y/n rolled her eyes at the guys in front of her. Like if any of them have kids they wouldn’t tell them.
“Why- how does she -” Bruce started to ask but couldn’t get it all out because of the shock.
“Know?” Y/n finished for him. When he nodded she continued. “I’m her daughter.”
“What now?” Barry asked in shock.
“Cool” Arthur nodded
“How come you never told us you have a daughter Diana?” Bruce questioned a little saddened that she didn’t tell them before.
“Yeah, mom. Why didn’t you share that virtual piece of information?” Y/n rolled her head to look up at her mother.
“She’s being sarcastic.” Arthur stated.
“I caught that.” Clark nodded in acknowledgment.
“So did I.” Bruce added
“Just letting you know.” Arthur shrugged his shoulders.
“If no one knows about me then I’m not endanger.” Y/n explained. “Is it really that hard to figure out?”
“Y/n why don’t you head upstairs to finish what we started?” Diana suggested to Y/n. From the look in her eyes, Y/n knew her mom needed to talk alone to her friends.
“Yeah.” Y/n nodded and waved at them before heading up the stairs. “Bye”
“Aw come on Wonder Woman I was just beginning to enjoy your daughter’s company.” Arthur smiled at Diana. Barry nodded in agreement but to intimidated to say anything.
“What’s her name?” Clark asked as they moved around the room to sit down.
“Y/n. Her name is Y/n.” Diana stated smiling at her friends. Diana is very proud of her daughter, she’s glad now she can have some people to brag about her daughter to.
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