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Lookism Chapter 543 Spoilers ⚠️

Okay, sure Busan Arc isn't for everyone but I genuinely appreciate PTJ putting in effort to do Gen 1 vs Gen 1 justice. The fight is really great where it's not a simple fight between King of Ansan and Daegu at it's current state vs King of Busan- rather we see Taesoo and Gongseob improving and fighting in their full potential. But I'm so curious as to why Gitae (whomever decided to go with Kitae in the official TL is plainly wrong) isn't fighting Jinrang though. Gitae is the direct son of Gapryong while Jinrang is Gapryong's disciple, it feels as though it would make sense for him to fight the other unless Jinrang is more stronger in fighting sense? Or there's something at Busan that prevents Gitae and James Lee to touch him?

On a side note, Jinrang is so green-flag??? Yeah, being a gangster isn't that great yet he does things to protect his city, Busan and it's just 😭

Spoiler notes + pics below!

PTJ really made the fight look epic and gorgeous with the effort that got put in this chapter. Though Gongseob is such a troll, telling Jinrang to give up on revenge but only after he beats him up first 😂

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hey so how do you think the bat boys would deal with a sweet yet fiesty crush? Your jealousy post got me thinking. How the boys deal with jealousy over a crush, but what they do with a crush who isn’t prone to jealousy? the boys ask if crush ever gets jealous over a crush and s/o is like “no. I don’t own him. I have no right to feel jealous over him since we’re friends. And if we date, I’ll just trust him. He’s not my property. If he does cheat on me, I’ll hunt him down and kick his ass cuz I imagine we’d agree about committing at some point”?

Dick:

You don’t get jealous. Huh. 

He slouches on the sofa, arms crossed and cheeks puffed out. No he’s not sulking, he’s just stumped. Your words make sense and give him another reason for him to like you. But what does that make him? Here he is, getting bothered by everyone close to him trying to show off how much closer they are to you while looking at him. Especially Wally, yes bros before hoes but he really needs to stop putting his arm around your shoulders whenever the three of you hang out. Not to mention the smug smirk the red head sends him knowing he won’t be able to do anything about it. “Oh, I’m just being friendly” his ass. 

He suddenly feels something tugging at his pants. Looking down, a tiny smile forms on his face as lifts Haley up to his eyes. 

“Haley, would you get jealous over your crush?” 

He heaves a heavy sigh when she tilts her head questionably. Figures. 

Plopping her on his face, Haley barks energetically most likely from him blowing raspberries into her tummy in attempts to vent out his frustration. He has it so bad for you… Why does life enjoy making things harder for him including his desire to simply ask you? 

Jason: 

Welp. That’s a problem. Don’t get him wrong, it’s great and a relief for him since it means you're a green-flag, pro-healthy relationship type of a person. Problem is that he likes you. And he’s trying to gauge if you like him back so he can know if he has a chance with you. Jealousy is one of the biggest indicators of figuring out if a person likes another person seen in books, TV shows, movies, real-life (he’s totally not talking from first-hand experience). 

But you don’t get jealous. He’s not a jerk to plan to purposely instigate you into jealousy but considering it’s one of the more obvious signs, he was hoping he can use it as a form of proof that the feeling was mutual. So much for that plan though. 

Feet propped up on his desk, he slumps deeper into his chair and takes grumpy chomps out of his chili dog. Seriously, what does a guy gotta do to figure out if he’s able to ask someone out around here? 

Apparently everything that annoys him when the chili slides off the hot dog and onto his white t-shirt. 

“Shit.” 

Mentally he flips a finger into the air as he makes his way to the sink. To whomever is sending back luck towards him, he sincerely expresses fuck them. 

Tim: 

He’s not bothered by it. It’s a perfect response that shows the positivity in being in a relationship with you. So, he’s not bothered by what you said whatsoever.  

That’s what he tells himself, approaching his third hour of searching up if it’s normal to not feel jealous when crushing on someone on top of all the other signs of having a crush. Aggressive mouse clicking and tapping of the keyboard filling the room as his eyes drill holes into the screen.

All the articles say that it’s fine and usually points towards a good sign. He’s thinking the people who wrote them have never been in a relationship before and don’t know what they’re talking about. 

Groaning, he leans back and spins himself in circles. It’s not them. Or you. It’s him. He’s the problem. He’s grasping straws, hoping his feelings aren’t one-sided. That he’s not being odd or -wait. Hold on. Is he being a red-flag???

His eyes shot wide open, he rolls himself back to his desk and fills the room again with clicking and tapping. Only for his phone to ring. 

“Hey, Tim! Do you want to-”

“Do you think I’m toxic?” 

By the end of the phone call, he’s offended. He was asking a genuine question; what did needing sleep have to do with this?

Duke:

He flips to one side. Then to the other. No matter what he does, counting sheep, listening to black out noise, he can’t fall asleep. 

One part of him falls for you even harder. Your response was so cool and mature. Like, that’s how he’s going to be treated when the two of you go out. Loyal, couple goal’s commitment from you to him and him to you. There won’t be any drama. No you did, he did, who’s that. A strong, wholesome relationship. Thinking about this part makes him want to start planning how he’d ask you out. Where, what time, flowers or food. 

But then there’s the fact that you may have someone you like. Who it is, he wouldn’t be able to know since you won’t express it. What he does know is that he might not have a chance with you. Even if he were to ask you out, you’d reject him. As he thinks about this,  he isn’t sure which is worse at the moment: him getting rejected or him not being able to confess from the start. 

Grabbing his phone next to him, he considers texting his Batsibs until he remembers: none of them were normal. Slowly he puts his phone back down. Maybe he’ll ask his friends at school. At least he’ll get a somewhat decent advice from them. 

Damian:

He thinks you’re lying. It’s part of human nature to feel jealous, especially for romantic reasons. But you don’t feel jealous? Bullcrap. 

He angrily scribbles his answers onto the paper, maintaining neat hand-writing as it would be unbecoming for it to look like chicken-scratch (full on shade to Jon everyone in his family other than Alfrend and his father by the way). There’s simply no way you would answer as such unless you truly have feelings for someone. And that fact he doesn’t even know who it might be from how tight lipped you’re being-!

Snap goes his pencil. He bites his lip, frustrated and agitated all over again. He won’t admit to anyone else other than to himself but he has a crush on you. But if you like someone, he doesn’t want to continue harboring them. He has no intentions of getting in your way of happiness or causing pain to you and himself. So why can’t you at least drop a hint or something? 

He goes back to working on his homework with the broken pencil until the lead breaks this time. He’s quiet for a second. Then slamming his pencil down, he heads to the Batcave to get ready early. Nothing gets better as he endures teasing during the whole mission. He’s not being broody and it’s not because of a crush!

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hi hii <3 take as long as you need to get to this request or even ignore it if you want to <3

i was wondering what thoughts you have on the batboys dating a reader with a story like jason’s? like they died, maybe they worked for some group of assassins as a kid and died one mission. they get revived and obviously find that weird - also, they’re an adult? - and go back to the hometown of gotham and try to settle down. they actively go out as a ‘civilian’ undercover at night and save a few people from getting mugged maybe but they no longer kill. probably meets the boys because of this and then? i dunno i’m not a writer sorry 😭

A/n: did three of the five since Duke and Damian aren't adults yet 😔

Dick: Gradually Dating

If he had a nickel every time someone close to him was dead then revived using the Lazarus Pit, he’d have four nickels. Which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened four times: Jason, Cass, Damian, and, now, you. It took a while for him to get closer to you, initially because he was impressed by your skills when taking those muggers only for him to be hook, line, and sinker for you. You’re everything he needed including all the ways he didn’t know he needed. He would be yapping and you would be listening to everything he says and keep it in mind. He could be in the foulest or darkest mood and somehow you’d be able to pull him out of it where he gets flustered when realizing he’s getting spoiled by you. 

He is very much pleased to say he, successfully, got together with you and is the happiest man in all of space and time. It’s a habit for him to pester you constantly with the goal being you cringing at the puns and word play he does. His hands are always on you, no matter the place, time, occasion. In your hands, on your shoulders, around your waist- 24/7 unless he’s on a long-distance mission. He’ll simply bombard you with texts on how much he misses you and asks if you miss him. All because he loves you and you’re cute but that talk is for another day.The only problem he has developed recently is not liking how Jason’s rubbing off on you ever since you met him. Blue will always be better than red and his discowing costume is a masterpiece what do you mean :( 

Jason: Buddies to Dating

The two of you hit things off right from the start when he first met you. Sure, trying to chat with you as you beat up a group of muggers wasn’t the greatest way to begin a relationship but hey. By the end of the night, you both bonded over having similar pasts and became trauma buddies. Having a person who understands what it's like to go through a crappy past like his made you become his go-to person whenever he’s in the dump and going through an episode. You laugh along and share his dark humor. You know the best ways to comfort him. You accept all of him including his flaws with no bias or judgement. Add all that to him thinking you’re stronger than him where you choose not to resent but rather overcome your past- his admiration developed into adoration for you. 

Nothing has changed once the two of you became official, other than him enjoying how he gets to physically hold you more to his heart's content. Really, he’s never been into showing affection but here he is, being the physical affectionate one out of the two of you because he likes making you flush from the simplest things like kissing you on cheek, rubbing circles on the back of your hand when holding hands . Especially in public, which he teases you about all the time. He’s definitely more tamed than Dick though, where he’s not constantly all over you 24/7, though at home, cuddling is a must. So is making sure everyone knows he’s yours and you’re the best person alive. Anyone who argues you’re not can suck it and talk to his fist. 

Tim: Denial to Acceptance

It was from investigating why the rate of mugging during the night dropped that led him to meeting you, after doing a background check on you prior. But color him surprised when you don’t like a certain group of people he knows that’s dipped in the Lazarus Pit. He thought it was out of curiosity and making sure you weren’t planning to become an underground crime-lord that he followed you around and chatted with you whenever he got caught (which was 90% of the time). It seemed like you were struggling and with how nice and kind you were towards everyone and him, he was only trying to help by leaving things you need after he leaves. Then you smiled and- oh shit, he actually likes you. 

It’s still a work in progress in terms of being more expressive in public where recently the two of you successfully hold hands comfortably without either of you getting too self-conscious. Same with the occasional hugs and pecks on the cheek. At home is a different story. He’s completely clingy. Working in your lap or you in his arms always wrapped around you as he follows you around the house, of course helping you out as he does. Displays every form of affection and the fact you reciprocate it makes everything even better. Not that he’s good at hiding it from others at the beginning when he’s always on his phone, texting you, and getting flustered when someone mentions you or you’re with him.

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Request Update

Just wanted to give an update regarding requests:

Requests are going to be posted slower starting on February 17th due to irl obligations. I will still be working on them but they're just going to take more time as I've been trying to post two per week prior and now have things that need my attention.

Last time about reminding to read rules before sending a request. It's getting annoying to get requests that blatantly breaks them, especially with ✨NO NSFW✨. I don't know how else to state that I DO NOT WRITE NSFW and I will take drastic measures if I continue to get more. So again. Read rules. Or ask, asking is okay too.

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Coffee Shop

Summary: he found out you work at a coffee shop and decides to visit you while you're working for kicks and giggles

A/N: this was not meant to get this long but ig i just really wanted more Hyuk 😔 feat. Hyuk's love for bananas btw

No matter how many times he looks back and forth between the address on his phone and the shop he’s standing in front of, he has a hard time believing. It’s way too normal for anyone close to team Sabbath to work at. Even Vinny who used to work as a food deliverer quit after joining the team. But you? You work at a coffee shop. A plain, regular coffee shop. 

“It’s hilarious, isn’t it?” 

From the exasperation coming from Joker, it seems like Wooin hadn’t stopped laughing about this whole situation. He caught the neon-glasses man taking a picture of you smiling politely at a yelling customer when he entered and walked to their table. He wouldn’t say hilarious. But it’s jarring to say the least, seeing you act completely opposite to your usual sarcastic and blunt self. 

“Why did you ask us to meet here again?” Hyuk grumbles, not liking how noisy and crowded the shop is as he slid into the booth. 

“For fun. What else?”

Wooin snickers from catching you making sure no one’s looking before flipping the bird towards him. Figures. He’s always had a twisted sense of humor. 

Despite thinking that, it amuses him how you really thought they wouldn’t find out. After bailing the last few hang outs (sans all the other times they visited you unannounced), curiosity got the best of them. And with how quiet things were, they had a lot of time on their hands. That and they were bored. 

Suddenly, he hears a phone vibrate. Surprisingly, it’s Joker who pulls his phone out and gets up. He watches the taller male make his way toward the pick-up counter where you’re in the middle of placing a tray down. He frowns a bit under the mask, when you lean over, whispering something towards the tall male while placing a slice cake. Tsk. You did favor him and Vinny out of the team. Something about them not causing as much trouble for you which he completely disagrees with. 

“Since when did you order stuff at a coffee shop?” Wooin asks, both from how out of character it is for Joker to get himself something from a place like this and disbelief who it was that made the aesthetically-pleasing drink and cake. 

“Kept getting gift cards since my brothers liked the cake from here.” 

Seems like his brothers weren’t the only ones as Joker takes his time to actually savor what he’s having instead of munching down like he always does. It’s hard to decide which to feel more offended by. The fact you’ve been giving only Joker gift cards to the place you worked or this whole time you were able to cook all of them decent food but didn’t whenever they came over. 

“Is it good?” He ends up being at the receiving end of Wooin’s incredulous stare. Most likely from how he wasn’t showing irritation or any sense of betrayal. 

Hearing Joker’s grunt, he gets up and heads towards where you’re standing. Wooin blinks before he goes back to smirking again, putting two and two together as to what he’s planning to do. Not like he cares, duly noting to get an iced Americano Wooin calls out for him to get. 

Your expression is priceless, the corner of his lips twitching nonstop under his mask at how strained you look when he stands at the cashier. 

“Hello! What can I get you started with today?” 

Careful to keep his eyes blank, he’s mentally glad that he recorded the whole line of you sounding energetic and up-beat. To even think a day would’ve ever come for you to act like that in front of him- so precious. 

Perusing the overhead menu boards behind you, the plan was to intentionally take his time to irritate you only for it to backfire as he ends up actually struggling to decide what drink he wanted. Which, to his defense, he didn’t expect a coffee shop to have a variety of banana drinks in general. 

“Would you like some help in choosing a drink?” 

Oof, that smile is starting to resemble the Joker. Batman’s Joker. 

“Uh, no. One iced Americano and one Banana milk, both medium.” 

“To-go?”

“For here.”

He snorts under his mask, his sharp hearing picking up you muttering “prick” under your breath. Once you ring him up, he makes his way to the pick-up counter this time, purposely walking away in the middle of the script you probably recite a million times. The sound of the espresso machine and blender joins in with the chatter in the shop, which goes in from one ear and out the next. Putting weight in one leg then to the other, he’s wondering how the drinks would turn out considering all the times you’d offer some off-brand vitamin water and kimchi fried-rice and pork belly since apparently that’s the only thing you know how to make (though he doesn’t complain. It tastes better than the ones served at restaurants and he’s getting it for free). 

“One iced Americano and Banana milk!” 

You don’t slam the tray but it definitely lands louder and harder compared to normal onto the counter. For a moment, he simply stands there, his eyes flickering between the tray and you. One, those drinks look way too good from someone who claims to only know how to reconstitute protein and energy drink powder in water. Two-

“Where’s the cake?”

“You didn’t order a cake.”

“You gave Joker cake.”

“He’s a valued member of our shop’s membership.”

Bullshit. 

He’s quick to grab both your wrists, stopping you from pulling the tray back when you “offer” to replace the drinks with a cake equivalent to their prices. The two of you have a stare-off, locked in a wordless battle as he continues to hold you while you hold the tray. There’s no sign of either of you backing out or waving the white flag. Until a dangerous yet fun idea pops into his head. 

Wetting his lips, he slowly releases his grip. Gently, his fingertips glide down the back of your hand, leaving a featherly trail of warmth on your skin for added effects. Instantly, you instantly release the tray as your expression morphs into cringe. Taking the tray from you, he doesn’t bother to hide his smirk, leaving you to steam up from frustration as he turns and goes back to the table. 

It’s no surprise for Wooin to show him the video he had taken of the best bit where your smile slips off and your eyes widen in horror. He’s more flattered than insulted over the fact he’s able to draw the other side of you but doesn’t answer Wooin’s question on what he did to get you to react that way. 

The trio stays until five minutes before your shift ends, heading and hanging out at the front of the shop as they wait for you. Once you appear, it takes you a second to register who’s in front of you only for you to flatly glare and walk right past them. 

“Awe, babe.  Don’t be like that.” You push Wooin’s arm off and start walking faster. Not that it changes anything. All three of them easily keep up with your pace, Wooin continuing to poke you both physically and metaphorically from enjoying your sulking form. Joker stands in the back, playing bodyguard though there’s a tiny smile on his face from sharing his amusement with the shorter, outspoken male. What does he do?

“Are you really bothered by what happened at the pick-up counter?”

You stop walking. All three of them blink, especially him. No one expected you to flush that badly, your blush that runs down to your neck contrasting to the harsh glare you throw over your shoulder towards him. Wooin and Joker run after you once you start sprinting away. As for him, he tugs on his bottom lip through his black mask. He can feel a bit of heat building up underneath it, a grin on his face from thinking how he likes that expression the most out of all the ones you made at them today.

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Spoilers for Windbreaker chapter 535 ⚠️

It's been a long while since I got actively upset with team Sabbath 😂JYS really wanted to remind us how savage that team is during this chapter + how much a loose canon Wooin is

Spoiler pics below

This man? He decides to go all out and makes Dom crash into one of the street signs at full throttle. On a freaking downhill while it's raining once he figured out Hummingbird's strategy

As for this lady, it seems she's expecting more from Jay by refusing to leave despite her guards telling her that they should

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Hey hey hey!!! I'm not requesting anything but just wanna know your thoughts on windbreaker chapter 525 about Wooin and the unknown lady that was shown. Because if you look at them carefully, they share same eyes (Wooin's eyes even gets red in the chapter), same smirk and same features.

Hello Anon! I’ve been seeing a few people mention that and ngl it’s giving me flashback to how people were thinking the lady was related to Shelly during the USA arc 😂 Personally, I’m on the opposite side where I can see the mysterious lady related or linked to Hyuk but not Wooin. It’s been heavily implied that Wooin is an only child throughout the story. And based on the scenes you’re talking about, imo it’s more JYS using similar references to draw the poses of his characters like how he did with Owen, Oliver, Jay, and Dom.

I say Hyuk over Wooin because sure they don’t look similar however in chapters 508-511, we see Hyuk telling Jay about how the reporter is most likely not going to last long as well as expressing annoyance when he gets a phone call from an unknown number when he leaves the site. In a sense, it would mean Hyuk is more closely linked to the organization and its members.

As for the whole red concept, we see JYS use red multiple times in the eyes to emphasize intensity and a character’s approach on attacking their opponent e.g., Minu when he was met with LOS ‘s chair head to take on Sangho, Joker when he started his attack on Dom. The chapter where Wooin’s eyes go red we see a lot of red light being used to shed his terrible his past was and how much he hates remembering it. The mysterious lady, though, is an exception with her eyes actually being red while Wooin’s eyes are slate gray (looks a bit brown in the chapter about his past because of the green light while reddish when wearing glasses because of the orange-yellow tinge.

Anyways, long story short I think the lady was drawn similarly to Wooin like what if Wooin was a female only as an actual character but not truly related to him.

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Lookism 524 spoilers ⚠️

The new chapter is pretty fun where we're gearing up to see a battle of the 1st Kings while Daniel gets a reality check on how strong Jinrang is. Also Zack getting the spotlight he deserves was great 🤌

Spoilers pics below

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Drunken Haze

Summary: He deals with an extremely drunk you

He doesn’t know what to make of the situation. 

“Woah. You’re so pretty.”

Words slurred. Eyes glazed over.  A dopey smile plastered on your face. You were passed out on the table for five minutes after a single can of beer. Now you’re back up, completely drunk. He’s genuinely glad that: one, you’re drinking at home and two, it’s only with him you’re with right now. Scarlet hue from cheeks and over your nose, if this is how you are from just a single can of beer, he doesn’t know if he could hold himself back from seeing you act like this at the bar. 

“Yeah?” He chuckles from how obvious you swoon over him, watching you sluggishly nod your head in an attempt to show enthusiasm. 

“Yeah. Like, real pretty. Superman pretty.”

Oh, now that definitely strokes his feathers. Getting up, he moves from sitting across from you to next to you. One arm rests on the back rest of your chair, the other supporting his head. 

“And what makes you think I’m pretty?” A teasing lilt in his voice, both amused and curious what you’ll say next. 

“I mean, for starters, you’re practically built like a marble statue of a Greek God. You know, perfect skin and those built muscles.”

He presses his hand against his mouth to suppress his laughter while you poke his biceps to emphasize your point. He’s heard plenty of praises from you but it’s a new experience to hear what you think of him, unfiltered. It’s both hilarious and endearing, funny and extremely adorable. You praising him sober are usually tame, apparently not wanting to feed his ego. This though? He can get behind this. Tease you more and see what else you’re thinking of him. He moves his hand and lightly pinches your cheek.

“And what if I said I’m your boyfriend-” He stops, letting go when you thrust your hand towards him. He stares, more confused at seeing you suddenly pull your collar up to your nose and start sniffing it. 

“Why-What are you doing?”

You take another sniff, eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed from concentrating.  

“I want to make sure I’m not stinky.” 

He blinks. Say what now?

“What?”

You don’t stop, going on to sniffing the sleeves. “I want to make sure I’m pretty in front of you. Since you’re my boyfriend and I want to keep you as my boyfriend.”

…Fuck. If only you weren’t drunk. If only you say this when sober-! 

He counts backwards. You’re drunk, he reminds himself as frustration builds up inside of him. But the desire to just squish you, pepper kisses and tell you how precious you are and that he loves you so much-! Quickly he gets up and starts coaxing you to bed, for both yours and his sake. He, mentally, sheds tears of pain and anguish as he does, finding this whole situation unfair. Why couldn’t you be more honest like now when you’re not drunk!? The only thing that comforts and keeps him from unleashing the rage inside him are the plans he intends to initiate the next morning involving you, him, and some quality alone time. For now, he shuffles you into the blankets, tucking in you and kissing your forehead with a warm smile when you giggle and tell him you can fly to the moon because he's with you.

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when he’s not working, tim likes to nap, dnd and skateboard, so how about Tim cuddling napping with s/o cuz he got nothing better to do today?

He loves days like today where he’s spending it from morning to night with you. Whether it’s a coincidence or not that his day off happened to line-up with yours is still up for debate but it won’t change that he gets to keep you to himself.

“Tim, I need to get up and make food.” You sigh for the nth time. 

“Five more minutes…” He groans, his arms tightening around your waist. 

“That’s what you said five minutes ago.” 

He feigns ignorance, nuzzling his face into your tummy. He’s half tempted to tell you he can go without food, enjoying your fingers gently carding through his hair. Though last time he did, it incurred your wrath and he’d rather not face it right now and in the future.  So he resorts to the only weapon he has at the moment: begging.

He lifts his head up from where he resting it, looking at you with soft, round eyes that he used multiple times to get away with things against, mainly, Bruce. Sometimes Dick when Batman involves the former into helping him “talk sense into the kid”. 

His smile is hidden behind your shirt, more flattered than smug that you’re into him just as he is to you when you raise the white flag and, once again, concede another round to him.

He kicks his legs up, giddy and his body warming when you peck the top of his head while telling him (more like reminding him) all the things you do is because you love him. And like that, he’s back to resting with you on the sofa for the remainder of the afternoon.

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Menace

Summary: He doesn't have any plans to leave you alone

“Jin!? Hong-Jin!? Put me down right now!” 

Ah yes, he misses this. Your squawks whenever he wraps his arms around your thighs and tosses you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. 

During the time he was away, he had suddenly missed you more than he usually does. As if he was stranded in a desert without water, he craved to hear your voice, touch your hair, feel your warmth. Apparently it was so bad, Konig had asked if he was okay after witnessing him giving his sassiest attitude to the target they had successfully captured (though to his defense, the guy had claimed the tiger on his holster was ugly. Like seriously fuck him, you drew that for him and he thinks it’s cute). 

So the past few days he’s been back, he hasn’t once left you alone nor kept his hands to himself. You’re cooking? His chin is propped on your head, his hands on your waist despite your complaints about needing space to move. Cleaning? He drapes himself on top of you and tries to get you to drag him around. Though he does get off and starts doing the laundry after you swat his arm. Grocery shopping together? He’s always holding your hand, sliding and slipping yours between his and the cart handle. Only to lift you up like baby Simba to “help” you grab what’s on the very top shelf. Don’t forget when you’re reading on the sofa. He plops himself down next to you before asking if you want your legs resting on top or below his. 

Right now is no different.  He had the sudden urge to pick you and swing you around. And he’ll be damned to deny his desire when he’s going to have to leave soon and get deprived of you all over again. 

“Kim Hong-Jin! I swear I’m going to-”

-And that’s his cue to put you down. When you grab him by the collar, he had initially thought you were either holding him so you could regain balance or start shaking him like you usually do whenever he does this. Not pull him down to kiss him on the lips. 

That’s how he gets left behind, flushed and flustered, while you go back to watch the remaining half of your show.

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Hey so how do you think Tim and Dick would deal with going to this specific: Bar/cafe/coffee/candy shop to buy something just to have the excuse to see another customer they started crushing on after a conversation the first time they went there and at some point down the line after asking this customer s/o out, they find s/o’s stash of goodies from the place in a draw in the kitchen at s/o place and s/o walks in on this “I forgot about those in there. I needed an excuse to talk to you”?

A/N: The temptation to write a full out fic for Tim was so real. 😭😂Honestly, this is by far the cutest request I've gotten

Dick:

The original purpose of going to the animal cafe in Bludhaven with Damian was so he could get the teen off his case. For ten days, he would come and terrorize him every night in an act of revenge for all the crap he was given by the whole family for getting grounded. Yes, as the eldest sibling he shouldn't have teased him so much but come on. The teen ran around Gotham, taking down each criminal while holding the giant Bat Signal in its lit state. How could he not? 

Promising to take him there for a whole week, it was on the first day of the seven he met you and the gray rabbit who would eventually become his wingman in winning you over. Resembling Haley, it was as if the rabbit knew the two of you were meant to be when the small thing hopped from you to him, then turning his head towards you to beck you over so Dick could get guided on how to hold and properly pet him. Every day, the rabbit would do this, leading the two of you to get closer to one another where soon, it started to come as natural for him to walk up and sit next to you. 

He knew he was completely hooked as Damian had once come up and whispered with disdain how he was “ogling” you, to which he still argues he was admiring. It was what led to him to start bringing Haley to the cafe on his days-off, smiling as he always saw you with the same fluffy, gray rabbit in your lap, munching on a carrot whenever he entered the shop. All to take a chance and worm his way into your heart.

Now he’s happily living with you under the same roof. Along with becoming Haley’s other parent,  you’ve been helping him get situated with the newly adopted rabbit he saved during his last mission (though he has yet to bring up that the rabbit was actually illegally acquired and was formerly used to energize a bio weapon). 

For right now, he’s helping you find your library card, scorching the whole unit from bathroom to the living room. 

“Did you check your desk yet?”

“No, I didn’t get that far!” 

While you go through the dresser, he stands behind you and goes through your desk. Keys, notepads, paper clips, oh wait. Maybe? Pulling a card out from between your notebooks, he opens his mouth to tell you he may have found it only to stop from recognizing the logo and the date written on it. 

“Did you find it, Dick?” You ask when you don’t hear any shuffling from him for a while. 

“No. But,” he waves the card at you as you turn to face him, “I didn’t know you had a crush on me for that long.” 

His smirk stretches wider into a grin, gleefully watching your confusion and frustration merging into horror as it registers what exactly he’s holding. 

“I… completely forgot I left that there.”  Your voice barely above a whisper to which he nearly tells you it’s fine since he got you to flush from head to toe. 

Instead, he takes a step forward, his fingers gingerly wrap around your wrist before pulling you towards him. Nuzzling his cheek into your hair, he occasionally lifts his head up and presses lips on your forehead, nose, and cheeks.

“Cute”, “precious”, and “I love you”s are what he says in between each one before planting one last kiss on your lips. 

He chuckles from the random noise you make when you duck down to hide your embarrassment. Then sighs in content, words unable to express how he’s fallen head over heels for you all over again.

Tim:

The day he first met and had a crush on you was definitely a memorable one. It started as two random, sleep-deprived students standing in line at the only coffee shop closest to campus. Until he, his sleep deprived mind, and caffeine withdrawal spilled his coffee onto you as soon as he got it off the counter. Great first impression he left as you both went into full out panic, you trying to tell him it was fine while he kept apologizing and promised to, at least, pay for your drink. 

He still cringes at the moment, especially when he later found out once he was on friendlier terms with you, that you were more upset that it was your favorite shirt that had gotten ruined. Your Red Robin shirt to be exact. But now looking back, had it not happened he would’ve never gotten your number, nonetheless talked to you. It would’ve become another normal day in his life without the person who currently gives him joy in his life.

He lost track of how many times he went to that coffee shop just so he could bump and get closer to you.  For a while, coffee became his go to for caffeine when Babs had asked once why he was pouring the coffee from her coffee pot rather than drinking his usual energy drink during a Batfam meeting. 

As the saying goes, hard work pays off. Currently, he’s helping you pack so you could move to what you affectionately call his “dingy old” boat to which has upgraded to becoming somewhat habitable after you visited him more and helped organize his space and belongings. 

“Hey, did you pack your stuff in the drawers?”

He picks up the word “no” coming from the bedroom. Giving you the heads up he was going to start working there, he grabs another empty box and continues to open the drawers in the kitchen. Nothing stands out, the typical utensils organized in their respective holders until his hand nudges onto something in the very back corner that holds your silverware. 

A tiny smile dances on his lips as he pulls out and recognizes your stack of punch cards to the coffee shop the two of you now frequently go to together. You did mention you always liked that place long before the two of you dated. Never thought it was this much. Giving it a good look, he starts considering where he should place it since it was obvious that you were keeping them until the date on the very top card registers in his head. 

“Tim? What are you doing? Do you know how many times I called you-”

His fingertips matching the same red as his neck and face, he wordlessly turns towards you. Slowly your face starts turning the same color, your lips in the shape of a tiny “o” from recognizing what exactly he was holding and what mostly just occurred.  

“You… liked me?” He couldn’t manage uttering the “for that long” part out loud. Thankfully, and another reason why he loves you, you’re quick to catch on what he means as you start looking everywhere but him. 

“Y-Yeah.” It comes out so softly yet he can hear it loud and clear. “I, um, needed an excuse to see you again.” 

He doesn’t know what expression he’s making when he walks up to you. Nor did he have any thoughts in general. His head is in the clouds  right now, finding out how much he’s loved back that makes him love you even more. Adore you even more. Softly he brushes stray hair away from your face. 

“I love you.”

And he leans forward to seal his words in both your and his heart.

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Inconspicuous Relationship

Summary: Everyone in the family thinks the two of you hadn’t tied the knot and keeps playing matchmaker. He, being the troll he is, decides to roll with it

He told you it was going to be fine. To leave it to him; his plan was going to be flawless. Flawless his ass. You’re dying from second-hand embarrassment and Jason’s not helping with that shit-eating grin on his face. 

“You know, Gotham Park is apparently considered one of the prettiest in the city during all four seasons.” Steph starts, sending you a look across the dinner table. “Wouldn’t it be so romantic to go there, especially for a first date?”

You beg to the higher beings that your cringe isn’t visible in your smile as you hummed in agreement. You’ve been enduring this since the beginning of the family dinner where the siblings kept dropping obvious hints for the two of you to get the ship sailing. And Jason being Jason, went along with it all the while ignoring the secret glares you give him. For Pete’s sake, he was even playing footsies under the table!  

“Didn’t you say you had a plan?” You hiss under your breath as Tim and Dick, surprisingly, voice out in agreement how Gotham Park was the last place to go on a date, their expressions speaking for the horrors they’ve seen there. 

“Yeah? Why? You don’t like how my plan’s going so far?” You scowl, kicking his foot away when he prod your foot again with his. He gives you a cheeky smirk in response. 

Checking and seeing Steph getting into a squabble with the other over the apparent controversial site, you lean closer towards him. 

“You call this a plan?”

“If not, then what is it?” He chugs the water in his glass, waving a hand towards them. “Besides, over half of them are grown ups. They’ll get it one way or another.”

If you’re not dying from embarrassment, you’re dying from stress. It’s clear as day that he’s in it for the chaos while you’re simply wanting to rip the bandage and get this over. Just when you’re about to snap at him, you catch Damian staring at both of you across the table. Quickly, you compose yourself, the same smile you had on for Steph now directed at the fourteen year-old.

“What’s wrong Damian? Need something?” 

He doesn’t say anything for a minute, his gaze blank and revealing nothing. You can feel sweat accumulate in your hands, the urge to swat at the man beside you getting stronger at the coughs he lets out that’s meant to cover his laughter. 

“I simply don’t get it.” The teen then takes a bite of his steak and thoughtfully chews on it. “Why can’t Jason simply ask you out for a date when he’s completely smothered for you?” 

Cue the room going completely  dead silent. Well, sans Duke pounding his chest from choking on his food. You would’ve, at least, chuckle at had it not been for you steaming up. 

“D-Damian? Damian buddy?” Dick calls out from his seat, his voice slightly pitched. “What are you doing?”

“I can’t be the only one that’s getting tired of them beating around the bush, Richard. I’m simply spelling it out, that’s all.”

“Damian-“

“No, Damian’s right.” All eyes set on Jason, who puts the silverware down and leans back on his chair. “It’s not like I’ve been really meaning to hide it anyways so,” he turns toward you, “what do you think of Saturday, 1:00 PM at your favorite place you like going to?” 

…You can’t do this. This man and his theatrics; you wanted to scream how he had already asked about it last week. Tell them they’re getting scammed,  it’s not even the first date-! 

But Damian’s words keep echoing in your mind and the fact Jason knows that you know that it’s true is messing with you so badly. It prevents you from trying to calm everyone down, the family up and arms at the “horrible” confession Jason gave as he merely shrugs and asks what else he was supposed to do.  You further baffle them when you muster a nod, your hands still covering your very much burning face. 

Later on, when Bruce comes back from the supposed emergency phone call, he pulls you and Jason to the side. It was one thing to hear Bruce Wayne giving his approval and blessing (for some reason) for you two’s relationship. It was another when finding out this whole thing was indeed staged by both Jason AND Bruce to get back at the rest of the family for a prank that occurred last week during a joint mission as the older man asked the younger if everything went accordingly. 

You decide to give Jason a piece of your mind once the two of you got home which led to him to follow you around and ask you to reconsider calling him by his full name for the rest of the week.

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Lookism 541 Spoilers ⚠️

Rejoice to everyone who like Baek Sang/ long, platinum hair guy. He's not only freaky with fighting, he ties his hair up when he gets serious (pics of it underneath cut). Also we're finally moving forward with the Busan Arc where Jinrang finally makes his official appearance to Allies.

This man cries over the fact that his boss came back + eats shattered glass from glass bottles btw.

Also Jinrang is almost similar to Eugene where he has the whole Busan government under his control, legit arriving by riding a helicopter. And now he's about to fight everyone (1st gen kings + Allies) in a ring match.

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hey so do you do Batman beyond Terry by any chance?

Anyone in the Batfam is fair game ^ ^

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Just want it put out how much I'm enjoying finding out through the ask box there are people out there who enjoys Ghostmaker/Minhkhoa Khan 😭💖Like where were y'all in my life, why didn't anyone say anything, of course I will write about him-