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If She Ain’t a Friend... (OG Story Blurb)

Cause maybe she ain’t no friend at all. 

He wasn’t exactly sure where the thought came from, but it wasn’t exactly unique. 

Honestly, it was concerning. First his practically raised together best friend starts getting weird on him, then strange accidents start occurring. Then all of a sudden, he starts getting stray thoughts implicating her as a traitor, yeah-fucking-right. 

But what if… 

No, he crushed that thought ruthlessly.

People change…

The voice repeated, for about the hundredth time that week. Did it sound exasperated???

He carefully placed that thought in a jeweled box titled ‘Rare Clarity’. It was a running joke between the 2 of them, that he was dense as fuck… maybe... but... no.

Cause maybe she ain’t no friend at all. 

Did she have a crush on him??? That seems weird, but she did object to the betrothal with Lady Valerie… 

He shrugged, but even more gently laid it into the ‘clarity box’. He could study what it meant for him later, first to get through this thrice-damned meeting. He swears they use the most flowery language to give him a damn headache. 

“...and that is why the most honored crown prince ought to graciously accept this incredibly beneficial arrangement from the beautiful, kind, benevolent, majestic Lady Valerie.”

More like stuck up…

A voice in his head whispered, as he tried valiantly to keep his mask in place. That voice was his normal snarky conscience, it sort of sounded like Lena. Or Healer Apprentice Lenora if it was an official function. Speaking of which, he really ought to head down to the gardens, he missed last time, and Madam Healer blocked her the couple times before. They hadn’t met up in nearly a week. He owes her a prank. 

But isn’t she plain…

The voice spoke up. He chuckled softly at that. First of all, attraction doesn’t matter in friendship, and secondly, Lenora was very pretty thank you very much. With her green flecked golden brown eyes that sparkled with mirth at his antics, to her curly streaked brown hair, with highlights, and the inch she always tucked away, which had been red for the past week, “for the pizzaz” Lena was the opposite of plain. Valerie on the other hand, she was dull. She had straw hair and watery eyes, and the personality of a wet dish rag. 

He grabbed his sword, and ran towards the training ground, to get in some physical exertion to avoid acting weird because of his thoughts. 

Dodge-thrust-parry-backthrust-doge-sidefeint-thrust

The rhythm built up easily, and our oblivious prince fell into a quick pattern focusing only on his movements, total clarity.

Meanwhile:

Apprentice Lenora was concerned for her friend. First of all, they kept missing their meetings, and without their longer distance secret code, they would have been blocked from each other completely. Then this missive comes in from Lady Valerie for an ‘arrangement’ between herself and her best friend. And honestly, he should not be subject to that eternity in hell. 

All the while, she keeps glancing twice over his muscles. That’s right people, she now has a goddamned crush on her oblivious best friend. They’ve been friends since they were in nappies for goodness sake hopefully he wouldn’t notice her acting a little off... 

Then there were the accidents. Too many, in too short of time, it was… suspicious. 

And Lucian, bless his denseness, was more intelligent than she often gave him credit for. He sounded troubled though, and made her promise to be at the meet up. It almost had a note of finality to it. 

Even though she was almost blocked again, she skirted out before the matron could completely drag her full attention, it could be classed as accidental ignorance, instead of direct disobeyment.

Meanwhile:

Lady Valerie was getting steadily more pissed off. How hard was it to break up her future husband and that dumpy little apprentice? First she presents her betrothal offer, which gets blocked partially by the heir apparent childhood friend who he trusts implicitly. So she buys and doses him with herbs to create an unnoticeable mental link to discredit her. 

And then he somehow refuses to believe the miscellaneous thoughts she carefully placed, and instead comes to the conclusion that she ain’t a friend, no she’s a potential love interest. What. The. Fuck. 

Like how did that happen? 

She’s even paid off Lenora’s mentor to keep them apart. 

Valerie will drive a wedge between them if it’s the last damn thing she does, and at this rate, it might just be...

#stories #fiction #drabble #blurb #messing around #thought someone might enjoy #idk what im doing #og story #best friends to lovers #let me know what yall think

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Red Hood Aesthetic (None of the pictures are mine, I just compiled them.)

#jason todd #red hood #aesthetic

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Jason Todd Aesthetic, from when he was alive.(None of the images are mine, I just compiled them.)  

#jason todd #aesthetic

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Red Robin Aesthetic. (None of the work is mine, I just compiled it)

#tim drake #red robin #rr #aesthetic

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Tim Drake Aesthetic. Pre-Robin. (Nothing is mine, I just compiled it.)

#tim drake #aesthetic

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Blood of the Supernatural Batfam Headcannon

Prompt: What creature blood would each Wayne have because of their characteristics? (condition may skip generations) (supernatural creatures are drawn to each other)

Bruce:

Bruce is a vampire. He manifested after the trauma that killed his parents.

His mother was a fairy. She spread goodness and had a deep connection with animals. Like her, he has a deceptive strength and pretty face. 

His father was a vampire, which is how Bruce became one.

 He is a little to good at melting into the shadows after a fight, and is indeed, highly nocturnal. 

Dick: 

Dick manifested as a siren at the age of 18.

Tempting, flirty, melodic voice paired with athletic body causes many to lust over him. 

Even as a child, he often wrapped others around his fingers.

He can charm anyone into doing what he pleases. Sometimes used to get favors, often used to get out of trouble. 

Babs:

Babs is a dragon, she manifested after a traumatic event, aka her paralysis.

Her teeth a little to sharp, her hair like actual flame. And... she... hoards.

Her main obsession to hoard is knowledge, connections, and everything tech. She is fiercely proud of it.

Good luck trying to pry her away from her secret double life. Or even just her laptop. 

Jason:

Jason is a werewolf. He manifested fully after the Lazarus Pit dip. 

It’s hereditary. His asshole of a dad had it. 

Because of that, young Jason Todd was able to limit symptoms to extreme appetite and mood swings. He was always proud he never lost control and let his inner wolf out. 

After the dip in the pit, the Lazarus rage made him more wolf than man. Eventually he got under control, but he turns every damn lunar month no matter what. 

His senses were always good, and his meat preference rare, and his teeth a little pointy. 

Cass:

Cass is an elf. She has been since she could remember.

She has an unearthly grace about her as she flits about. 

Her hair is always sleek, her footsteps quiet. 

Her fighting like a dance, her dancing magical.

Steph:

Steph is a leprechaun. Always has been. 

A trickster fae, spoiling her father’s plans while leading that bats and birds on a merry chase. 

She is fun loving, and while she hates any connection to her father, she is shameless in what she is. 

Her metaphorical pot of gold is the batcave, and no matter where she is, she always knows how to return home. 

You can see the signs in her grin, a little to wide, and her ears, a little to pointy. 

Tim:

Tim is a selkie. He always has been.

His mother is too. His father stole her coat. Tim reminds her of her loss of freedom. She became cold and closed off, wielding words and influence like swords for protection, taking delight in making others more miserable than her.

The only nice thing she did for Tim was make sure not even Jack found out he was a selkie too.

Janet travels hoping to replicate a freedom she no longer holds, dragging Jack with her.

From Janet, Tim learns to create more contingencies than there are letters in the alphabet. Most to keep his secret.

Freedom is important to a selkie, and Tim’s comes from running around Gotham at night with a camera.

Freedom becomes an obsession when it can all be taken away at once.  

Damian:

Damian is 50% incubus, 25% vampire, 25% fairy. 

He holds a chance of manifesting all of them or none of them. 

Talia is the incubus. The League of Assassins capitalize on that. 

Damian already knows how to use his body as a tool, the ins and outs of seduction. 

Gotham is supposed to be a fresh start. He drops his seduction training, instead becoming an untouchable Ice Prince. No one will ever know. 

That is not all. Martha Wayne, the fairy genes, show signs of manifesting. He loves animals, who are attracted to him. Maybe soon he’ll manifest beast speak. 

#batfamily #bruce wayne #dick grayson #barbara gordon #jason todd #cassandra cain #stephanie brown #tim drake #damian wayne

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DisneyXBatfam Headcannons

I was extremely bored and fit Batfam and DCU characters into Disney Movies.

 Started with which one fits the characters best, one for each, but it got out of hand. 

I would love to write these, I might later expand on my AO3 account, but for now, these are the head cannons. 

Beauty and The Beast - Familial JaySteph, Pre-Romantic TimSteph

Next Up: Aladdin - DickBabs (minor jayroy)

#batfam #bruce wayne #dickbabs #dick grayson #barbara gordon #jason todd #tim drake #jaytim #timkon #damijon #stephcass #damian wayne #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #jon kent #kon kent #conner kent #selina kyle #talia al ghul #ra's al ghul #lex luthor #klarion #roy harper #jayroy #batcat #batdad #timsteph #koriand'r #batbros #krypto

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Beauty and The Beast

ft. familial relationships

A platonic JasonXSteph      pre-romantic TimSteph

Background: 

The batfamily are loyal protectors. A mix between knights a vigilantes. Jason dies. Jason gets resurrected via the pit. Jason comes back pissed. He returns home though, doesn’t go on a killing spree, slowly incorporates back into the family.  

Jason still dislikes Tim, (Replacement) and Damian (Demon Brat). He is still bitter at Bruce, (B stands for bitch) and resenting Dick(Golden boy/perfect child). He loves Cass (hard not to.)

Anyways something happens, maybe he’s benched Demon Spawns not, pit rage occurs, a guest pops by the door. 

Guest is treated rudely and prepares to curse entire family. 

Alfred and Bruce welcome her in. 

She doesn’t curse yet.

Hears Jason wish he didn’t have family. Family sucks.

Curses him into a beast, transforms his servants into furniture, telling him if he doesn’t feel brotherly love and learn to appreciate family, they’ll stick. The family (Ohana Bitches) intervene to give him a shot to fix this. 

They sacrifice their voices/bodies for time. Each person earns Jason an extra 20 years. (100 total) His family members are like ghosts, unable to communicate with Jason besides occasional impressions. They’ll be back if he ever breaks the curse. 

Jason is horrified at himself and sinks deep into depression. The pit madness rages more often than not. Time is passing all to quickly...

Start of Story:

Meet Steph. She is a pretty girl, but all to smart and spirited for her village. She loves her mother, another smart woman, an nurse from the city who moved from the country at the behest of her controlling husband.

Meet the controlling husband, Arthur Brown, aka the “Gaston” of the story.

He is not a good person, or father, but the town loves him.

He wants a “perfect” daughter. Timid, reserved, demure. Steph is resisting, but soon she won’t be able to put him off. 

Her mother goes into the city for special herbs, needed as the village healer. She ends up seeking refuge in the beast’s castle.  

Alfred, who previously disconnected from the Waynes, becoming more butler than grandpa to keep Jason company, takes care of her.

Jason flashes back to the last woman whom they invited in and pit madness overtakes him. He throws her in the dungeons.

Steph comes looking for her mother, running towards the terrifying castle because without her mom, Arthur Brown would bend her quickly to his will. 

Steph and Jason’s first meeting was... A disaster. 

Think Steph screaming, think Jason screaming back. Think Alfred pushing her into the guest bedroom as the Waynes try to calm Jason the fuck down so he can use the girl to break the curse. 

They are in an awkward limbo for days. 

Alfred, fed up, escorts Mrs. Brown out in exchange for Stephanie, after explaining what the very aro/ace Jason will need from Steph. (Basically reassurance that Steph would be trapped, but zero chance of getting raped or seduced.) 

Because she must not think of him a brother purely for the curse, Steph doesn’t get the full story. 

The first week and a half is Jason avoiding the fuck out of Stephanie and being annoyed at Alfred’s deal. 

Steph is terrified. She rashly agreed to this deal including spending time with a giant strong monster, Alfred is kind, but she hasn’t seen the silver candlestick since he broke the rules. She is fearing for his safety.

Alfred’s fine, just giving Jason an I’m so disappointed in you silence.” 

Eventually, Steph starts poking around. 

To preserve his brother’s privacy, he stops her before she can go into the family wing, and has Alfred show her the library. Steph is bored.

She pokes around more. Jason bodily stands in her way. 

She persistently pokes him into spending time together. Listen, She is really fucking bored out of her mind. 

Alfred refuses to show her the training room, so Jason has to do it.

Less than a month later, he caves. (Steph is annoying persistent)

Her eyes light up at the sight of punching bags and Cass’ equipment, that girls were allowed to fight maybe she could.

She doesn’t ask for permission. 

He catches her throwing a fucking terrible punch. 

He can’t let that stand. 

The fam watches in glee, as the blonde pokes every single one of his buttons, and accidentally/unknowingly manipulates him into spending time with her. (Tim might just be falling in love)

(She out of his league, like a lot)

Invisible family thinks it’s adorable.

Alfred tells her the history of the manor, and about the Batfam spirits. They comfort her when she gets scared, an impression of warmth and safety. 

She learns to differentiate. She notices Tim spending a lot of time, doesn’t know it’s Tim. Alfred Knows. Alfred knows all.    

Eventually Jason begins liking teaching, and instead of just a harsh taskmaster, he becomes more of a mentor. 

Coins her Spoiler after hearing about how she resists her shitty dad. 

Winter comes. He teaches her siege warfare and silent moving through snowball fights and games. 

He teachers her piano. How the fuck is his voice that nice? 

He teachers her to cook and they have ingredient fights. If she can get him in a good mood, he’ll tell silly stories about his family, going all wistful. 

Good things come to an end. She gets word that her father is beating Mrs. Brown because she managed to escape. It’s her fault, her mother is getting hurt.

A worried Jason bans her from going home. 

Steph runs away anyways, with a purple cloak streaming behind her.

Wolves attack. She can’t hold them all off. 

The Red Hood makes an appearance, saving her life. 

The Pit rage comes back, he almost couldn’t protect her. Suddenly her broken body gets replaced with, little Timbo’s, babybat’s, his dad’s, Big Wing’s, and Cass’. All gone because he couldn’t control himself. The depression returns full force. 

He barricades himself in his room. 

Steph punches the punching bag, often. She knows she fucked up. She misses her mentor. Things deteriorate.

The orange rose petals are almost out. 

Jason, unable to stand the sight of Steph after associating her with his family, sends a carriage for her to take home, gives her weapons to stand up for herself easier. 

Steph, split worried between her mother and Jason, takes the opportunity to go home, as Jason will have Alfred, but her mom has nobody. 

She gets home to try to protect her mother, and her father captures her and puts her in a shock color that is programmed to send a jolt of electricity each time he presses the button. (Aka when she disobeys)

Arthur Brown, annoyed that she had been protected from him for that long, and dismayed that she had learned to fight, (That punch to his face was beautiful Steph, the whole Batfam is proud.) Decides to storm Wayne castle. 

Mrs. Brown (’cause I still don’t know her name) notices Steph looking troubled and tells her to escape and send a warning to her new family. 

Steph denies the family part twice before her mom shuts her up with a look and pretty much said, “Steph, he’s like, your perfect older brother. You guys even have nicknames.”

Steph realizes she’s right.

Steph disables collar and runs toward the manor, taking the conveniently located, super secret passage. 

(She didn’t take it home initially because she didn’t know, then Alfred told her after the wolf attack, but it wasn’t an emergency because Jason prepped a carriage.)

So Steph arrives as her father does, he is still the better fighter, so Jason goes up against Arthur Brown as Steph and the furniture/servants take out the mob. 

As they are fighting, it is, of course, the perfect time for a heart-to-heart. 

“Why did you come back?/Why did you avoid me?”

“I can’t lose my brother!/I can’t stand seeing my family hurting!”

“What?!?/What!?! 

“Cool/Sup.”

Arthur Brown gets a lucky hit in when the two are dramatically confessing their new familial bonds. 

Jason falls.

Arthur gloats. 

Steph knocks him the fuck out. (Heartwarming)

Steph then bear hugs Jason, Jason pecks her forehead. 

Swirl of magic...

The servants turn human, the Waynes resolidify. There is a beautiful reunion. Oh, Jason also rebecomes human. (Meh) 

Bonus-

As Tim is reforming, Dick shoves him towards Steph. All the bats think a blushing Tim would be hilarious. 

He ends up a little to close.

Steph seeing a person she does not know directly in her personal space. Promptly bends down and yeets the brick she is holding. (Mwahahaha)

It was the start of a beautiful romance for the ages. 

#platonic jaysteph #batfamily #batfam #batbros #timsteph #dcu #disney #beauty and the beast #batfamily au #familial love #DisneyXBatfam Headcannons

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Good Omen’s Ft Jasonette

Based of lady-literature’s Good Omens Jasonette Au

I saw this Au, and it’s cute, and it fits, but let’s be honest, I pictured it the opposite.

Imagine: Jason as Aziraphale, a grounded angel, (from his whole give humanity a defense) (and disagreement with the way Batman(god) runs things, avoiding home mostly) Who actually prefers Earth to heaven. By a lot. The food, the books, and to an extent, the dolphins. 

Meanwhile, we have Marinette as Crowley. Sure she causes chaos, but she has her doubts... And through it all, she likes humanity. Destruction is fun. Chaos is life. Fashion is amazing, motorcycles and the 80’s renew her lease on life. But she also may or may not like the dorky, occasional badass, bookworm of an angel. And convoluted planned chaos that causes shenanigans, count her in.

After multiple run-ins originally of enemies of sorts, they fall into a pattern, a pattern of opposing each other while on opposite sides of the divide in their divinely duty. They sort of begin to become friends as they grew to care for each other covering their sixes. 

Then comes the birth of the antichrist. The two sort of formulize their agreement and create a pact, because like it or not, humanity is interesting, and even heaven and hell get a bit boring after a time.

Sure it hurt to get kicked out, but now Jason doesn't want to stay there, the occasional phone call is stifling enough.

Now they gotta prevent the Apocalypse because life needs sugar and spice and everything nice. And the whole thing is the most fun they have in ages. Next week, to avoid the stress of the world nearly ending, a prank war!!! Bonus points if they can get Gabriel(Dick Grayson) and Beezelbub(Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir) involved.

And maybe she’s pulling him down and he’s pulling her up. Maybe they are no longer solely angel and demon, belonging to heaven or hell. And maybe just maybe, they’re okay with that.

#Jasonette #Good Omens

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A Batfamily Christmas

But like, imagine the bat boys being incredibly dramatic and competitive when it comes to holiday traditions.

Like yeah, the elf on the shelf doesn't move on its own, (hint: its Alfred) but that doesn't make it less fun to find it first, but make sure not to touch it. It's even better because as people (read Dick and Jason) get more competitive, it becomes a thing of honor. It gets weirdly heated.

364 days of the year, the Wayne’s collectively are banned from the kitchen.It shocks Alfred to this day how Dick managed to set cereal on fire, yet somehow as Bruce adopts more kids they get collectively worse, except for Jason, who is strangely good at most things, but has managed to blow up the microwave. Anyways the one day they are allowed is the 23rd, for baking Christmas cookies. This does not mean they can actually bake, but it is fun for all. Flour gets everywhere, cookie cutters are argued over, (We don’t have enough stars. We have 20 Dick! No, you can never have enough stars!) Flour ends up everywhere, in everything. And Alfred can’t even find it in himself to get mad. By the end, there are tubs upon tubs of finished cookies, ready for the disaster which is frosting. 

Decorating Christmas cookies. Dick slaps on colorful frosting, lots almost to the point of unbearably sweet, and you know he goes overboard with the sprinkles. Bruce is clinical single colors and just a dash of sprinkles evenly spread. Jason is oddly worried about presentation, multi-colored each ending up in a beautiful almost professionally done visage. Tim spends most of the time taking pictures, frosting a couple, they look fine, often mostly swirls of colors. Damian doesn’t like it sugary, he often uses piping bag white, outlining to have the perfect ratio of cookie to icing.

And like Jason sorta accidently created fight mistletoe, and now the two types are mixed, (to keep it going they are ever changing, thanks Alfred) Dick loves any excuse to hug his brothers and give them a peck on the cheek. Jason prefers to punch. Initially Damian just avoided them, well, fight was fun, but... then he found a loop hole. He began carrying several chocolate kisses. Bruce is like, just done. He'll be walking downstairs, then he'll spot Jason gleefully punching Tim on the arm, while Dick is aggressively cuddling Damien who is bearing it, but looking annoyed that he has been stripped of his dignity. (What dignity? Jay teases) then he finally puts him down, and pecks his reddening cheek. Damian in return shoves a Hershey kiss at Dick. And Alfred, the Traitor, is nearly blending into the decor, smiling gently at the chaos he KEEPS CREATING!!! But at the end of the day, it is simply his crazy chaotic found family, Bruce truly loves them.

#Bruce Wayne #Alfred Pennyworth #Dick Grayson #Jason Todd #Tim Drake #Damien Wayne #batfamily #chaos #holiday spirit #foundfamily #wacky traditions #Shenanigans #pranks

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Maribat Asthetics

Maribat Ships

Age Order

Bruce: MDC meets a young Dick/Jason/Tim, declares herself mother influence. Somehow ends up living in Wayne manor, and slowly falls for Bruce. Joins patrol to 'keep her kids safe dammit'.

Dick: Childhood friends. Separated then reunited. Circus kids!!! YJ Dick.

Jason: Punks, Jay intimidating because big, Pixie is flipping terrifying, especially because she's adorable. Chef Jason, Baker Mari. Literature buds. MOTORCYCLES. Accidentally run Gotham's underworld, fierce defender of street kids.

Tim: OTP, Fucking Power Couple. Scarily efficient effective. Will run the world, you will thank them. Insomniacs unite!!! Stalker duo. COFFEE!!! Nerdy, dorks running in limited sleep with conspiracy theories. Intricate convoluted traps, warning- will work. Fear them. Strategists. Riddler watch out.

Damien: Sunshine with heart of gold meet Ice Prince. Happiness personified with grumpy, who is soft only for said sunshine and cute animals. So many sketch books!!! protect animals, break facades!

#Maribat #Jasonette #Dickinette #Brucinette #Timinette #Daminette #mlb x dc #batfam #Marinette Dupain-Cheng #mominette #Bruce Wayne #Dick Grayson #Jason Todd #Tim Drake #damian wayne

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The Disappearance of the Demon’s Head

(Damijon AU)

Slade never attacked. Damian Al Ghul Wayne never got sent to live with his father. He grows up cold, prickly, having a giant superiority complex, and successfully attempts to be emotionless. 

At 20 years old, Damian Al Ghul is a highly accomplished assassin. He lives to rule, to command the league of assassins. He is lethal. After he takes the mantle of Demon’s Head at age 18 as his birthright, he joins Talia and comes partially out of the shadows. 

A Justice League member gets drafted against him. He gets the second superboy as his foil. So, Damian studies. He discovers the half-kryptonian’s weaknesses. He plots and creates contingencies. And when he watches a fight from the shadows for the first time, fuck, nobody told Damian that Superboy is adorable. 

Damian Al Ghul knows about seduction, how to use one’s body to persuade someone to do something. But fuck if Superboy’s drawl didn’t nearly cause blood to rush to his cheeks. But it doesn’t show. It never does. 

Damian Al Ghul is not a hero. He is a villain, he is a killer, he is an emotionless assassin. Yet, something about the boy wearing red and blue. It makes him wonder about how maybe in another life...

Extra research, clearly only for battle strategies, showed that he first fought in an adorable hoodie and ripped jeans. And his eyes, guileless and innocent blue… Nope, Damian Al Ghul, Demon’s Head is an assassin. And if Damien might have found out Jon’s identity, no one had to know. Aka, Damian spent so long gazing into Superboy’s blue eyes, he recognized him instantly in his civilliansona even with the rectangular glasses.  

One day, it happened. Damian pulled a coup, defeating most of the Justice League and population through a couple convoluted plans. He succeeds in paving the way to take over.

(“Your city is in ruins. You are-” Damian stopped, gloves half off, and raised an eyebrow. “You’re wrapped in my cloak.”

Swaddled in the thick fabric, only Jon Kent’s face was still visible, his expression trapped between a scowl and a pout. “It’s cold down here, and you left it in reach. If you weren’t too tight to heat your jail while keeping me prisoner down here, I wouldn’t have had to resort to thievery.”

“You look adorable,” Damian said, forcing a sneer into his voice. Because Jon did. He looked adorable and warm and perfect.)

 And fucking god, he should not be feeling this way. What is even worse is that Jon was captured as a civilian, a picture of innocence. But even as a civilian, the clear fear for his loved ones, turned into righteous fury. Damian clearly had a problem, but there was nothing he could do. Once again, his traitorous inner thoughts screamed. I didn’t choose this life, and I am far too deep.  Yet the Demon’s Head showed none of his indecision, he never did. 

Damian sat down next to his apparently cold captive. 

“Do you ever wish you never existed?”

“No.”

“Count yourself lucky.” Damian uttered with finality, before up and leaving dismayed by how much he had given away, his emotionless mask still firmly on. 

After he had departed, Jon noted quietly that the Ruthless Demon’s Head hadn’t demanded his cloak back or even released his identity. He had heard the assassin’s wondering about the highly guarded civilian. Wondering why he was kept alive.  

Jon was sincere in a way Damian envied. Damian was confident and abrasive, blunt and straight-forward. Damian did not know what to do with the flutter of his heart near superboy. Damian stayed away. 

Jon got used to being captured, praying his mother at least had escaped before the city burnt. He knew his Pa, cousin, and brother, would be on the front lines. All Jon had was hope. And apparently his captor’s cloak. 

Cassandra Cain was an expert in body language. That’s one of the reasons Bruce Wayne, her adoptive father sent her back under deep cover within the League of Assassins. She could confidently say that The Dreaded Demon’s Head was adorably soft for the young Superboy, Jon Kent. 

After finding his files, and discovering he was technically Damian Al Ghul Wayne, Cass couldn’t help but wonder what if. And when she saw the indecision, on Damian's taunt frame, she planned. She was going to wingman the hell out of them. Reverse Stolk-holm Syndrome or Lima Syndrome, Jon can help Damian, give him a shot at happiness. Damian is not malicious, most of the time. He doesn’t feel glee killing innocents. 

Cass could tell her brother? wasn’t that far gone. He had morals and ethics twisted since birth, but still there. She hoped Jon could pull Damian into a better state, but not at the expense of Jon’s own sanity. Judging by her research, they could do it.

<Time Skip 10 years later>

The kidnapping of Jonathon Samuel Kent, son of Lois Lane and Clark Kent, ended months later when the victim was presumed dead. 

Meanwhile everyone begs to wonder why one day, the leader of the League of Assassins for all intents and purposes ups and leaves in the middle of his highly successful takeover. He just disappears. It must have been an internal coup, people whisper under dark shadows. Why else would he have left? 

Cass smiles as she records the conspiracy theory containing the aftermath of Burning Day. She compiles them in a folder until she skips town once more. 

The isolated farm somewhere in Kansas flourishes. There are many dogs, cats, and other rescue animals. It is fully functional with cows and a couple chickens and many crop varieties.

Cass sits down with the couple, gathered around a homemade wooden table as the three open the folder to laugh. Jon grabs Damian’s hand, and it’s a credit to how far he’s come that the only move the former Demon’s Head makes is to gently squeeze back, smiling softly at his husband of 7 years. Life was finally peaceful for the two men, life was perfect.

#damijon #darkDamian #Demon's Head Damian #Damian Al Ghul #Cassandra Cain #Prompt by gingerly-writing on tumblr. Prompt 793 #Lima Syndrome #not Stolkholm Syndrome

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The Problem With Initials

People use 3 initials all of the time. Mine are EMB. Some initials fit better together than others. Now my cousin is the oldest in her family, and has 2 gorgeous name mashed together. Ryann Ashlynn. That’s pretty, right? Anyways her last name starts with a T. Give it up folks, for my darling crazy cousin RAT!!!

#sorry ry ry