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imabeautifulbutterfly · 2 months
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Ok, this is so fun! Congrats again!
I'll pick...Hunter (shocked, I'm sure.)
How about: "I don't think I've ever seen you smile" and "Oh, don't be cute"/"Wait, did you just say that I'm cute?"
Thanks!!
Carol (@clonethirstingisreal)
Thank you @clonethirstingisreal - I hope you love this Carol, it actually brought a smile to my face as I was writing it.
Enjoy, love oo.
One Meal
Warnings: knife flipping, allusions to loss, slight angst, fluff. I think that's it, if I miss any please let me know.
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Hunter flicked his knife back and forth in between his fingers, as he contemplated the next mission. Things were … different, since you joined. Not good or bad … just different. It been about six months, and yes, the Marauder was cleaner and didn’t have that lingering smell anymore, and yes, the meals had gotten better too, because you refused to just eat the ration bars the GAR provided. And … okay, it was nice to see your smiling face in the morning, compared to the miserable faces of his brothers. 
Yet, he still felt awkward around you. He wanted to laugh with you, like you could so easily with Wrecker, to have deep discussion, like you could with Tech, even philosophical discussions like you did with Echo. Hell, he’d be happy if he could just do target practice with you, like you did with Crosshair, but … every time he opened his mouth, he was curt, short tempered, and on edge. 
It wasn’t even your fault, it was just him. 
He stood from his seat, heading down the ramp and taking in a breath of fresh air. You were cooking dinner, doing your best to teach Wrecker that just because salt tasted good, didn’t mean he had to put in a whole table spoon full. 
It made him laugh a little as you tried to explain in your most patient voice possible, that you’d fix the dinner and Wrecker could go help Tech or Crosshair with something else. It was your polite way of saying ‘go away.’
Hunter tried but he couldn’t stop the smile on his lips, as he walked over to you.
"I don't think I've ever seen you smile" you pointed out as he walked up to you. “What’s got you so happy?”
“Oh, I just saw how you were very tactful with Wrecker. It was funny.”
You shrugged trying to fight back your own laughter as you tried to fix the stew, by adding more water, “He tried. I’m grateful he’s willing to learn.”
“Need help? I’m not completely inept when it comes to cooking.”
You looked a little surprised when he asked, not that his offering to help was a real shock, it was the fact you realized this was the first time you two had a proper conversation. “Um … yeah, if you don’t mind using your handy dandy knife there, that you like flipping around so much, to cut up some of these veggies so I can add them, that’d be great.”
Hunter chuckled at your description, as he nodded, taking a seat and getting to work, “Where did you learn to cook?” He asked, hoping to get to know you a little better.
“My mom and grandmother. They were adamant that I learn how to feed an army if I ever needed to …” you chuckled, “I had a big family, back home. Usually there would be around twenty of us for dinner.”
“Twenty? Did you have a lot of siblings?”
“No. It was just me. But I had uncles, aunts, cousins, friends, neighbours, anyone and everyone who needed a meal could always come to our place for dinner. We never turned away anyone in need of a good meal.”
“Sounds nice.”
“It was …” a sadness passed your face, as you thought back to what had once been your home, until the Separatist droid army showed up, and destroyed everything you had held so dear. 
Hunter saw your smile slip, it pained him to see that you had been through so much, although he hadn’t heard about it directly from you, he did overhear what had happened when you were talking with Tech. “Well we appreciate all your efforts, especially when you’re trying to teach us neanderthals how to cook.”
You giggled a little, pushing away the sad thoughts that had encapsulated your mind for a split second, “You’re not neanderthals.”
“We’re not exactly proper either. Couldn’t say, we’re exactly suited for a posh dinner.”
You shook your head as you laughed, “You don’t need to be suited for a posh dinner, you just need to show up to eat.” You smiled as you turned to look at him, smirking as you saw how perfectly he cut each vegetable.
You walked over and grabbed the tray of veggies, and dropped them into the stew, “Thanks for your help.”
“Of course. Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure”
“Why do you take care of us? I mean granted the Marauder smells a lot better, and the meals you cook are much better than the GAR rations, but … why do you do it?”
You stirred the stew as you contemplated the question, “I guess … because you feel like family to me.” You turned to look at him, truthfully, he was the only one that you didn’t think of as family, you wanted something more with him, something special, but seeing as this was the first time you two actually talked, it might be a bit far-fetched to imagine that could possibly happen. “And, I love seeing how my food makes you guys happy. Wrecker, has the biggest smile on his face, whenever he eats when I cook. Tech has this adorable blush, although he’ll never admit how much he enjoys my cooking. And Crosshair … well he always comes back for seconds; and frankly, between you and me, he needs to eat more. He’s too skinny. I could break off his collarbone if I needed.”
“I enjoy it too,” Hunter clarified as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, “I might not say it, but I always look forward to your cooking.” He blushed and turned his head away, not wanting you to see how much of an effect you had on him, and not just because of your cooking. 
You laughed at his reaction, "Oh, don't be cute” you teased, “I might have to walk over there and pinch your cheeks.”
Hunter started to laugh, when he realized what you said, “Wait, did you just say that I'm cute?"
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puppetmaster13u · 2 months
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Prompt 224
DCxDP
Now Booster Gold would like it known he is Not father material, or even responsible adult material. That is Ted, and even then they seem to share a single braincell when they're in each others presence.
But again, NOT anything close to father material. Which he repeats to both himself and the eldritch Time Entity who just handed him what he Knows to be pretty much an unborn child of its species. look, he Knows about Realms Beings- Espranto was literally his first language like many others of his timeline- so he knows the inherent dangers.
But Somehow him becoming a time-cop of sorts has endeared him towards this primordial one, thankfully. Less thankfully, it has given him a whole-ass CHILD. A BABY. HIM. Of all people!
Ted he needs help, he doesn't know if this counts as mpreg or something and he's freaking out man!
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kettlefire · 1 year
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DP x DC Therapy Prompt
Part 2
Bruce Wayne makes a point to send all his kids to therapy. It didn't matter how much they moan and groan, they were going.
If Alfred thought it was a good idea to force teenage Bruce to go to therapy, then it's definitely a good idea to send the Batkids.
And it helped. Therapy did good for his kids, and eventually, without fail, the kids started being okay going.
Wanting to go.
So yes, when a new black hair, blue eyed teen joins his family, he included him.
Especially when Danny dropped a trauma-bomb during the middle the dinner like it was nothing. 
If any of his kids needed therapy, it was him.
Thing was, getting Danny to the therapist was like getting a dog to the vet. If the dog had ghostly abilities and was extremely hard to catch.
Cut to the new weekly tradition of "will Danny go to therapy this time?"
They never managed to catch him for his appointment.
Bruce was getting fed up with all the chasing, and arguing, just all of it.
So he decided on a new course of action. His therapist absolutely wasn't the one to suggest it. He decided to finally just ask Danny why he was so against therapy.
He didn't get an answer. Instead, Danny deflected the question. Asked him why it's so important, the teen was fine. He didn't need therapy. Danny got defensive.
Bruce dropped it.
After all, how could he forced an over-powered teenage king into going to a regular old therapy office?
As much as Bruce says he forces his children into therapy, he doesn't actually really force anyone. If someone puts their foot down, he'll back off.
He never brought up again, never bothered trying. Danny made it clear he didn't like therapy, regardless the reason.
Bruce can respect that. He just wished Danny would just give it a try.
Then one night, when he got home from patrol, Danny was waiting for him in the cave.
Looking ridiculously uncomfortable, and fidgeting, Danny finally talked to him. Even as Bruce watch tears gather.
Danny recounted everything that happened when he dealt with a therapist for the first and only time. How she turned out to be an evil ghost, driving the students of his high school into a deep depression.
How it took so long for him to be able to get pulled out of it. His fear that there will be a repeat, and he doesn't think he can handle it. All the fear and anxiety he felt every time they mentioned him going to therapy.
The adrenaline response he’s body would kick into. 
That night ended with a hug as the teen silently cried. Bruce promising him over and over again that no one would force him to go. If he ever decided to give it a try, he can leave the session at any moment. Fire the therapist.
Whatever Danny needed, Bruce would give it to him. 
A few weeks later, Bruce was happy Danny was giving it a try. 
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airborneice · 5 months
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“What’s this one supposed to mean?”
“Hmm..beauty or strength, sometimes.”
“Perfect.”
@sketchbookweek Day 2 - Wilderness / Witchcraft
going back to my roots of drawing sketchbook being gay in a field
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entomolog-t · 9 months
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I love the idea of a human worried about giving a borrower alcohol for the first time, and the borrower just takes a sip, pauses and is just like,
"Oh- no I've had this kind of stuff before. Ours tastes a little different tho."
They eventually bring some of theirs for the human to try. When the human takes a sip, they immediately start coughing and sputtering.
It's moonshine.
The borrowers are making moonshine.
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winterspiderpurrs · 7 months
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Okay so I left my lunch at home and texted my husband if he could bring it to the office for me.
And now all I can think about is that happening to Peter and his boyfriend brings in lunch, and people at his office are SHOOK with who he is claiming his bf is...
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aldoodles · 1 year
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February - Assist
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ablazenqueen · 11 months
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“I can fix him.”
— the magical being about to toss some unsuspecting asshole into a time loop
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ashes0909 · 5 months
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taylor swift lyrics / prompt list
You'll be flushed when you return
If it feels like a trap, you're already in one
They got no idea about me and you
Stress and holiday shopping traffic
Get it off my desk
No, nothin' good starts in a getaway car
I saw the dimples first
But I didn't pour the whiskey
I think he did it but I just can't prove it
But this is gonna take me down
They say I did something bad / Then why's it feel so good?
Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room
Of you touching my hand in the darkened room
If you're coming my way, just don't
It hits different 'cause it's you
Dancing with our hands tied
So casually cruel in the name of being honest
The worst thing that I ever did / Was what I did to you
You are the best thing that's ever been mine
At least I'm trying
One single thread of gold tied me to you
I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you
I know they said the end is near
So this is me swallowing my pride
Up on the roof with a school girl crush
On sinking ships / You showed up just in time
You're talking shit for the hell of it
Still got scars on my back from your knife
He looks up grinning like a devil
I should've slept with one eye open at night
I bet you think about me
Some guy said my aura's moonstone / Just 'cause he was high
I get drunk on jealousy
A dwindling, mercurial high
Welcome to New York
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neteyamyawne · 1 year
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-‘๑’- Prompts for Requesting
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༊*·˚ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ :
•*⁀➷ You're not unlovable, love
•*⁀➷ Romantic confession
•*⁀➷ Comfort prompts
•*⁀➷ Different ways to say 'I love you'
•*⁀➷ Simple actions
•*⁀➷ Thunderstorms
•*⁀➷ 'idiots in love' prompts
•*⁀➷ Comforting sentences
•*⁀➷ Domastic intimacy
•*⁀➷ Soft and Sweet sentences
•*⁀➷ Pregnancy and baby prompts
༊*·˚ ꜱᴍᴜᴛᴛ :
•*⁀➷ Sexual tension
•*⁀➷ Smut Prompts
•*⁀➷ Soft dirty talk
•*⁀➷ Building the tension
•*⁀➷ BDSM/DOM-SUB prompts
•*⁀➷ Spicy Actions
•*⁀➷ Nonverbal Sexual Sentences
•*⁀➷ Words sexual prompts
•*⁀➷ Subtle smutt sentences
•*⁀➷ Inexperienced
༊*·˚ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ :
•*⁀➷ Intense Vibes
•*⁀➷ Protective prompts
•*⁀➷ Cheating and being caught
•*⁀➷ pre-war/pre-battle
•*⁀➷ Forbidden love
•*⁀➷ Enemies to Lovers
•*⁀➷ Touch starved
•*⁀➷ Hit 'em where it hurts
•*⁀➷ High pain tolerance
•*⁀➷ Dark and Angsty
•*⁀➷ "We're just too different"
༊*·˚ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ :
•*⁀➷ Reassurance
•*⁀➷ Hurt-comfort dialogues
•*⁀➷ Lovers in denial
•*⁀➷ Hurt/Comfort prompts
•*⁀➷ Yearning
•*⁀➷ Found Family
•*⁀➷ Heavy hearted
•*⁀➷ Enemies to Lovers,lovers to Enemies & Everything in between
•*⁀➷ Jealousy prompts
•*⁀➷ Reunion after trauma
•*⁀➷ Hurt comfort dialogues and prompts
༊*·˚ ᴀʟʟ ɪɴᴄʟᴜꜱɪᴠᴇ :
•*⁀➷ Prompts of all prompts
•*⁀➷ Fluff, smut & angst
•*⁀➷ Prompts & Ideas
༊*·˚ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴꜱ :
•*⁀➷ Bank 1
•*⁀➷ Bank 2
•*⁀➷ Bank 3
•*⁀➷ Bank 4
•*⁀➷ Bank 5
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𝐀/𝐧 : (please read this 👏🏼)
Prompt requesting ;
Please while requesting a prompt, mention the genre, list name, number of the prompts (if there are bullet points, count them and then tell me)
Question ;
Ask as many as you want but specify which question bank (1,2,3,4,5) and the question numbers (if bullet points, mention the count of the question)
Let me know if any link is repeated☺️
None of these are mine, all credit goes to the creators, i just wanted to include these for easier requesting 😉
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Hi! Sorry, I'm new here 😊 congrats on your follower milestone!!
May I please request prompts 17 and 34 with my beloved Sergeant, Hunter? 🥰🥰
Thank you so much! Looking forward to seeing what you come up with 💜
@photogirl894 Hello love,
I know I said I'd probably wouldn't have time today, but turns out I had enough time to write this one out quickly. I hope you like it. I actually quite enjoyed this one.
Love oo,
Too Close
Warnings: Explosions, blaster fire, falling from a height, injuries, blood, shrapnel, medical procedure, angst, fluff, comfort, hurt. I think that's it, if I miss any please let me know.
Italics - Flashback
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Hunter let out a sigh of relief as you both made it on board the Marauder. His eyes flitted over to your face, you were still unconscious, knocked out from the loss of blood, you’d be stirring soon according to Tech, but it wasn’t making his anxiety calm down. He couldn’t help wondering if there was something he could’ve done differently.
The fog from the explosions, dust and debris was getting beyond bearable, you couldn’t stop coughing as you hid behind the cargo crate. Your helmet had been shattered when you smashed it against the ground when your rappelling cable broke. Thankfully it was only when you were eight feet from the ground, but it could’ve been much worse than a broken helmet. 
Of course, it didn’t help that you were stuck hiding behind the crate with Hunter, because a piece of shrapnel embedded itself in your thigh, and was doing little to hamper the loss of blood. They always tell you to leave the shrapnel in, until you saw a medic, but at this point, you’d be lucky to just see the next twenty minutes. 
You pushed down hard on the wound, Hunter’s bandana doing little to help as he tried to wrap it around your thigh. 
“Hunter, leave me” you shouted over the explosions and blaster fire. These Separatist droids weren’t backing down. 
“Stop talking, it’ll make you pass out faster.”
“Hunter please!” You grabbed the lip of his chest plate and got him to look at you, “I can’t see you dying. So please, go!”
“I’m not dying and neither are you so stop distracting me and press on the wound!” His hand engulfed your thigh pressing down hard, stopping the trickle of blood that had pooled under your thigh. 
Before you could speak another rain of debris showered over you, Hunter pulled you under him as he shielded you with his torso. “Please… I can’t … I can’t see you get hurt because of me.” You pleaded to the man who held your heart and soul, your eyes welled up with tears as you looked at him, “Please, Hunt …”
His eyes widened, it was a nickname you reserved for him only during your quiet time together, only in the privacy of your quarters did you ever call him Hunt. You must have been in a really bad shape if his nickname slipped through your lips. 
“No! Listen, I don't care what happens to me. I'm not leaving you." He pressed his helmeted forehead against yours, as his now bloodied glove caressed your cheek, “I won’t. Now stay alive and stay awake. That’s all you have to do, Tech will get us out of here. So DON’T DIE ON ME! THAT’S AN ORDER SOLDIER!”
You chuckled at his demeanour, loving him all the more, “Yes, sir!” You saluted. 
He chuckled and focused back on the droids in front of him. He sent another ping to Tech, time was running out, he needed to get you to a medical facility soon. 
His eyes glanced back over to you, you were starting to stir. Your eyes fluttered open, as they looked around the Marauder for him, he gripped your hand, “Easy, easy. You’re safe.” His soft tone calmed you down. 
You squeezed his hand, as you looked him over, “Injuries?”
Hunter closed his eyes and shook his head, “I’m fine. Tech stopped the bleeding on your thigh and removed the shrapnel. We’re heading to a medical frigate now, you’ll be as good as new in a few days.” His hand reached up as the back of his fingers caressed your cheek. You closed your eyes and leaned into his hand.
“You didn’t leave.”
“I couldn’t.”
“But you could’ve been…”
“If you die, I’ll die right beside you. I’m not leaving you. Ever.”
You looked at him with a loving smile, and full of adoration in your eyes.
“What?” He chuckled.
You shook your head, as you looked at him smiling softly, “I just wanted to say thank you for protecting me.” You pressed a kiss to his fingers, “And that I love you.”
“I love you. But don’t ever do that to me again.” Tears welled up in his eyes, “I thought I was going to lose you out there…” his tone shifted as his breathing trembled, “I can’t lose you cyar’ika. I … I can’t …”
“Shhh, come here” You motioned for him to rest his head on your shoulder, as you hugged him close. It wasn’t the first time you’ve been injured but it certainly had been the closest you’ve ever been to shaking hands with death. You both held each other close, reminding each other you were still there. 
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sereia1313 · 1 month
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In celebration of reaching 200 fics on Ao3 (and now that I'm on Spring Break), let's play a game! Send me a line of diolague, and I'll write you a drabble.
Characters/pairings will only be from Inuyasha, which you're welcome to send in as well. If no pairing is indicated, it'll be left up to me. Favs include (but aren't limited to):
Sesshoumaru/Kagome
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Rarepairs are always welcome, so feel free to think outside the box! And friendships/familial relationships can be between anyone. Let's have some fun, shall we?
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justbreakonme · 1 year
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“I thought…” Whumpee swallowed hard, unable to look up from the floor, “I thought they would have found me by now…”
“Oh honey…” a gentle hand tilted their head up, “They’re not even looking.”
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tourettesdog · 2 years
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DP x DC prompt where Jason becomes a fully-fledged halfa when he’s revived by the Lazarus Pit, but he willfully ignores every sign that something is different.
Like he’s phasing through things, turning invisible, floating-- and Jason chocks it all up to pit madness. He’s fully convinced it’s all in his mind.
Jason gets control over his powers enough to avoid most mishaps, but he slips up every once in awhile when his emotions are running high. Jason will see his hand phase through a table and start reeling, trying to get his mind back under control. He feels like something inside him snapped when he was resurrected, and the strange thrumming sensation in his chest is a constant reminder that he came back wrong. 
Jason’s anger is so volatile, and it’s mostly because he’s pushing down a part of himself and not allowing his core to exert any energy. Jason hasn't transformed since he revived-- he doesn’t know how or that he even can. The memory of looking in the mirror and seeing his colors inverted is just another thing chocked up to hallucinations. 
Jason’s hesitant to get close to his family again and let them know what the Pit did to his mind. His family is more persistent, however. 
One day Dick grabs Jason’s arm and he phases out of his grip. To Jason’s immense surprise, Dick acknowledges it. It’s his first time looking at the mishaps as something actually happening. 
Everything feels a little more real and a whole lot more confusing after that.
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itsdefinitely · 3 months
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💀😡
starting off strong!
💀 least favorite lord in black and why 😡 least favorite character from npmd and why
based off design... pokey. he is so swagless please i need to give him cool pants please please why doesn't he have shiny pants and a feather boa he deserves one give him heels you cowards
as for npmd (characters who have a speaking role): brenda. hearing her talk the first time made my soul float out of my body. i didn't recognize it as bryce; i thought they genuinely got a teenager to be brenda. it just took me off guard how real she was. compared to everyone else matching their stereotype, brenda acts like. a regular teenager
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stealingyourbones · 2 years
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You have so many braincells bestie it makes me stim so hard in excitement. Your brain is wrinklier than a 16 year old Sphinx cat that has been sitting in a tub of water for Far To Long.
Tim is blissfully unaware of the biggest Arkham breakout in years as he lays curled up against Bruce's side while holding Dick's hand and watching Jason, Bart and Kon play cards. He thinks it's go fish, or maybe Uno. Judging by their faces though, he's quite sure that Jason is winning. This is by far the calmest and happiest he's been since before the Joker took him. Not so much as a pained giggle in almost three hours. They stay that way for another four without a single giggle.
Things are a bit ruined when Dani walks in, not realizing there is still blood on her hands as she says, "well, the Arkham stuff is delt with. How's Tim doing?" As he starts to give panicked giggles, she notices her hands and says, "oh don't worry kid! It's not mine I swear- the clown pushed his luck and-" she is cut off as Tim starts to full on cackle and shake as he cries, sounding almost exactly like the end of a certain flashback. Dani is now also panicking as she tries to make it better by saying, "it's OK! He can't hurt anyone anymore, he'll never get near you again and-"
Kon pulls her out of the room as Tim simply laughs harder, nearly breaking Dick's hand from how hard he is squeezing.
At least Joker has been delt with. For good.
Homie no yOU! You got so many folds in your brain it’s incredible.
Dani realized her mistake and rushed to wash her hands
It was too late. Tim was howling with laughter. His entire frame wracked with shivers as he clutched Jason’s jacket and Dick’s hand like a lifeline. He smile growing so wide that the cuts along his mouth started to reopen and split.
The cheerful sounds that everyone in the room now associated with pain grew louder and louder as some weird shit started happening.
Tim's eyes were momentarily squeezed shut as the clear tear tracks that seemed seemed have a permanent residence on his face started to flow with a strange green liquid. Dick gasped as Tim's eyes flew open and his eyes weren’t his normal blue but instead a bright toxic bright green.
The laughter grew to ear piercing shrieks of pure mirth. The Bats watched in a state of hopelessness and concern as the lights around the room started flickering wildly. Random objects around the room became encased in a bright green glow and started floating on their own volition as Tim howled.
Slowly more and more objects around the room started levitating as any lose item in the room started to swirl around the current residents like they were in the eye of a very spooky land hurricane.
Eventually the laughter slowly died down and in a very sudden motion, the green light left Tim's eyes and everything that was floating fell to the ground with a deafening crash.
For a long moment there was silence. Then Danny spoke up, his eyes were wide with shock and concern for the cackling boy cradled in Bruce's arms. “How did he die?”
The bats were confused. They didn’t understand.
“What?” Dick’s whispered as he gently squeezed his brothers hand, he will definitely have bruises from today but if it helped his brother it made it totally worth it.
Danny’s eyes flashed the same color as Tim’s were moments ago, “How. Did. He. Die.”
Tim's hands went towards his throat. Kon scrambled over to Tim and used his TTK to envelop his friend in a full body hug. Stopping his friend from clawing at his throat to make the laughter stop. The smallest whimper of relief between the laughter was the only sign of acknowledgement Tim gave as his shaking slowly ceased. His eyes still locked in place from where he saw Dani's bloodied hands, tears still glowing a bright toxic green.
Danny gestures all around the room to the hurricane of broken items. "This all says otherwise. He didn't have the meta gene and he feels like a ghost."
Bruce remembered what Joker said to him as he went on and on about his son, “The shocks and the chemicals took their toll.”
Looks like this is an even more complicated situation than they initially thought.
Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4, Pt 5, Pt 6…
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