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Convo I want to happen somewhere within the bat family.
Person A: YOU ADOPTED A CHILD?!!!
Person B: It was an accident!
Person A: How do you accidentally adopt a child???!!!!
Person B: Look, I panicked, alright? And I asked myself 'What would B do?' So I-
Person A: *face palm* -so you adopted a child without any idea how to raise one. I get it. Lets ask Alfred. He'll know what to do.
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Had a thought for a really dumb identity reveal fic (that I'll probably never finish but want to share lol) where a magician/god like figure decides to summon the Justice League into a pocket dimension and make them complete a series of tests. The caveat is that he takes their powers from them while doing it.
The issue the league runs into is his timing, and the fact that somehow instead of summoning Batman he summoned Brucie Wayne and his army of children from the middle of a Gala.
Bruce is gaslight, gatekeep, girlbossing for all of them. He keeps implying that the spell must have considered him a hero on par with them because of how much he donates. Any time someone tries to ask why the kids also showed up they start talking about how it must of been a proximity thing! They were taking a group photo!! Big group photo!! Every one must have just been touching or something?
It definitely ends in Brucie "accidentally" solving the puzzles with the league until the very end when they hit one he can't fake his way through. Just occasionally tripping into things like "oh!!! This opens a secret passage!!! Who would've expected that."
The kids are no help. They keep taking about how "familiar" Green Arrow looks. Oliver is sweating bullets about the Wayne's realizing who he is and they all know it.
I love this!! It reminds me of a fic idea I think I briefly talked about on here before. It was stolen from a Merlin BBC fic where a spirit wouldn't let their group pass until every single person in the group said every name they're known by, including titles, awards, monikers, names they call themselves, etc.
I always wanted someone to write a Justice League version of that fic, since the JL has tons of identity reveal stuff to divulge in that moment, even the heroes who don't have secret identities!
I'll list Bruce's just to start...
Bruce: Batman, Brucie, Bruce Wayne, CEO, Mr. Wayne, The Dark Knight, Gotham's Son, The Prince of Gotham, Father, Cousin, Son, The Demon's Successor, World's Greatest Detective, Master of Martial Arts, etc...
It's the kind of secret identity reveal he can't outsmart or weasel his way out of, which I love. And the other members don't quite get what a huge reveal all of those names is for him. He doesn't brag and protects his kids' existence like nothing else!
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Superbat Week 2024 Fic Recs
Day 7: Free Day!!! Superbat? | Superbat! | Superbat.
I kind of went a bit crazy for this fic rec list since today is a Free Day for the event. I just went through my bookmarks and picked out a lot of my favorites :) Enjoy!
we shall be free; we shall find peace by mediant @blorb-el - WIP. This fic makes me Unwell (in a good way!). Instead of being raised by the Kents, the worst case scenario happens and a young Clark is taken from them and raised to be a weapon by Luthor. Kon is created and Clark gets the chance to raise him as well. Mind the tags!
mission parameters by shipyrds @burins - Complete. For a diplomatic Justice League mission, Bruce and Clark have to pretend to be a married couple on an alien planet. Feelings are developed and shenanigans of the emotional kind ensue.
An Honest Conversation by frozenpotions @froizetta - Complete. Friends to lovers, but make them take the long way around. I really, really enjoyed the final two chapters. Read and find out why!
FairyTAILS and Magic by bellninja28 - Complete. This fic was recced to me in the Superbat Week 2024 discord server a few months ago, and I'm SO GLAD it was. The Justice League go to a planet to help out. The superpowered heroes get a bit depowered (like Clark!), while the lone human hero, Batman, gets turned into a sexy, sexy centaur. Shenanigans ensue.
slow dancing in the dark by scarletazure - Complete. This fic holds a specially place in my heart because one of the updates happened when I drove over 11 hours home for Christmas. It was a lovely little treat for being in a car that long. Anyway, Bruce and Clark get some temporary amnesia and hook up. And then they get there memories back. Shenanigans ensue.
Bells win ring, the sun will shine by psychomachia - Complete. Krypton doesn't survive, but there are more survivors than Kal-el that make it to Earth for refuge. Waller thinks they are up to something in Las Vagas and asks Bruce to check it out as Brucie. A drunken Vegas marriage ensues between Bruce and Kal-El, among other shenanigans.
Patroclus by widow_account - Complete. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE fics where Bruce is the damsel in distress. In this fic though, it's Clark who is the damsel in need of saving by Bruce. And he gets kidnapped to War World. So, so good and so many feels.
As We Grow by butterflyslinky - Complete. A cute Cinderella inspired story where Clark is a poor farmer in debt to Luthor and Bruce is the prince (with many children).
A kindred bond by Nyszu - WIP. Bruce is kidnapped by an evil Superman from another universe. The Justice League rescues him, but he (and Clark) have a lot of mental issues to deal with from the whole ordeal.
don't know the rules but i got to win by susiecarter @susiecarter - Complete. One of the craziest xenobio Clark fics I have read and I loved every word of it. Involves Bruce accidentally listening to Krytonian erotica and some sexy, sexy farming.
Just A Little Bit... by HaleHathNoFury (My_Trex_has_fleas) @halehathnofury - WIP. Do you like Clark being a weird alien? Do you like Bruce being a weird eldritch being? Do you like the robins being magic users? Do you also like clown and plant lesbians? If you do, oh boy is this the fic for you!!!!
Masking by BombusBombus @bombusbombus - Complete. This is another fic that makes me Unwell, and I rec it whenever I get the chance. It examines the masks that Bruce and Clark wear when being Batman and Superman, Brucie and Reporter Clark, and who they are when they find someone they feel comfortable around to take all of those masks off and be themselves.
The Problem With Clark Kent by vectacular @lenreli - Complete. Clark returns from War World, moves in with Bruce, and makes him experience all sorts of Thoughts and Feelings.
Talk Science To Me by profoundalpacakitten @profoundalpacakitten - Complete. Because of his indestructible nature, Clark has problems being intimate with others. Bruce wants to fix this using the power of science. Lots and Lots of science. Insert meme of Clark saying "I better not awaken anything in me" meme (it does).
pull out the pin by TheResurrectionist @frownyalfred - Complete. The Justice League get stranded on what looks like an empty planet. It is not and Bruce gets possessed by an alien life form. Clark defeats with the power of Love™.
The Valley of the Shadows by FabulaRasa - Complete. Bruce gets diagnosed with a terminal illness and goes through the rough treatment for it. Clark helps. It's still rough. Many emotions ensue.
over this threshold by orphean - Complete. Bruce and Clark get married for the best reason of all, tax benefits. And maybe along the way they fall in love.
My Own Desert Places by MemoryDragon @memorydragon - Complete. I love this fic with my whole heart. I remember reading it the first time and crying my eyes out at certain parts (you'll know when you get to them) because I identified with the what the characters were going through. Anyway, Batman is outed as ace and deals with media fall out. Clark is there to help.
Happy reading!
#daily fic rec list#superbatweek2024#fic recs#fanfic recs#fic rec#clark kent#superman#batman#superbat#bruce wayne#fanfic recommendations#fanfic rec list
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" Like a cinnamon roll " - Batfam x Little Sister!Reader
Request: Can I request a batfamily hc with an adopted little batsis who is younger than Damian pls? She's a cute little cinnamon roll and gets spoiled by her rich ansd supportive family.
A/N: (Ignore the tittle and image, I have no ideas) Thank you for the request!! And... I DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO UPLOAD THIS 😓😭😓💔💔💔 I'M SO SORRY
It's short, yes ok, I admit it. But at least I uploaded thiss! And I'm also sorry if this isn't written the way you want, I'm sorry.
As usual. This Au is a combination of headcanons, comics, video games, series and wattpad, so not everything will be canon.
TW: nothing? no canon
Dick Grayson / Nightwing
he loves you.
but he hardly has time to spend.
I think he is one of those brothers who lift you up in their arms as a tender greeting. (💗)
"What? I thought kids liked cereal for dinner…"
Don't take this the wrong way, he would like to have time to spend with you, but he has a VERY tight schedule…
Dick would be very protective and he would do everything possible so that you don't have any trauma (or something like that).
He is one of the charismatic brothers, always making you smile with his bad jokes.
And obviously always being by your side as a brother.
If you ever have a bad relationship with Bruce, Dick would cure those daddy issues for you. 🫶
Always giving you life lessons...
Dick would take you out for a walk in the afternoons (if he had time) to have a shake or ice cream.
Jason Todd / Red hood
okey, just let me.
"You want a beer, kid?"
I guess you hardly ever have interaction with each other.
yk, he has daddy issues x100
Jason is one of the brothers who sits you in front of the TV, puts on some cartoon and leaves you there while he does something.
He simply found out about your existence from the news that Bruce Wayne adopted another little girl or Dick told him.
Once he met you and saw how sweet, kind and innocent, he said to himself: "Time to be a good big brother."
Jason would be very overprotective of you, he wouldn't want anything to happen to you.
Sometimes he starts to think and goes blank when he thinks that you are going to be a teenager and have a partner who will hurt you.
He already planned different ways to kill them. Even if they are aliens.
Despite his tough and stern attitude, he also shows his emotional and tender side with you.
Tim Drake / Red Robin
It's a good brotherly relationship between you, honestly.
Tim, seeing you, so innocent and sweet, decided to be your biggest guardian. (Although there is Alfred as your "protector", but he wants to do it anyway)
Tim would help you with science, geography, math and whatever homework you need.
He may be a coffee addict, but he wouldn't give you coffee even if he was threatened with death. You are very small.
"ALFRED! Y/N ACCIDENTALLY DRINK FROM MY COFFEE MUG AND NOW LOOKS LIKE A DAMN ZOMBIE!!" (like you, fucking brum brum)
Forget what I say...
Support for you... whenever he feels like it.
Nah just kidding, he's very good to you, he loves you.
He would scold you, yes, but then he sees that you are angry with him, he feels bad now.
Cassandra Cain / Orphan
Cass would just be so sweet to you 😭
#bestbigsisterinthefuckingworld
She always makes sure you get anywhere safely and eat all your meals.
I feel like it would be two kinds of big sisters every time you get angry with her because you scolded her… It depends on her mood.
Like like. You go to your room, yell at her and close the door forcefully, she would be sad for your scream and feel bad about herself. BUT, in another case she may simply not care and yell back at you. "FINE!"
But you always return to being the united sisters you always were.
Very sweet, she will always be your support and is always giving you love.
She's someone who takes everything seriously, because you know. So...
If they insult you, let me tell you, she will give any child a death glare. Oh, and she would accuse those children to their parents.
Damian Wayne / Robin
NO INSPO WITH HIM, SORRY DAMIAN FANS, I LOVE YOU
At first he would be like: "And who is this..."
First, you must spend a lot of time with him so that he can trust you and that you are not some spy. /jk
Dami is a very mature boy for his age, so I don't think they do the typical jokes between brothers.
Although, he likes to make you laugh with bad jokes that he copied from Dick.
Damian is not so good at "cohabit" with small children or those his age, but he would try with you.
He would also be a very protective brother, like a faithful guardian.
At first there would be a bit of misunderstanding between him and bruce, but it was later resolved once he liked you.
It would help you with nightmares (if you have them), allow you to go into his room and sleep with him.
A good brother once you know him well. He loves you.
Duke Thomas / The Signal
I think he would also be a very sweet and loving brother.
I think he's one of those older brothers who lifts your feet up to his and starts doing a silly, adorable little dance. Love him.
Sometimes he doesn't take you seriously because of how adorable you are.
I just imagined Duke having cuteness overload watching you try to help him in the kitchen or with his homework.
He would let you try your "makeups" on him, he doesn't care about the teasing, anything just to be your favorite big brother.
The tremendous scolding that kids who make fun of you get from Duke.
I feel like he would be very patient with you, always.
He finds it funny that anyone can bribe you with a simple chocolate or candy.
He would teach you how to play different games. Like football, he would celebrate every time you score a simple silly goal.
[If you like you can add more headcanons <3 || Divider not mine! You can find the user who did it in a reblog of my account!]
#🍓୧ ‧₊˚ Request answered! ⋅ ✮⋆˙#batfam#batfamily#batsiblings#batsis#nightwing#dick grayson#richard grayson#jason todd#red hood#tim drake#timothy drake#red robin#damian wayne#robin#hcs#dc#i love them#batkids
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i know you love the dynamics between bruce and his kids as they are, but alot of it is also due to iffy writing lmao.
in your IDEAL scenario, what would bruce parenting look like? would he still be as abusive as he is in canon? CAN he even change?
the short answer to "can bruce change?" is... no 😭 but let me try and explain!
its not because of who bruce is as a character or batman as a hero, but because it is basically impossible for a popular character like him to have any consistent writing. we've seen it before where he's a great father and mentor for a few issues, and then less than six months later he does something horrific and takes ten steps back in that regard.
it's why this conversation (to me) is a very complicated one, because i can't for sure say who bruce is as a person without taking into consideration the literal decades of almost hundreds of different writers, runs and universes. of course, he has made some terrible and very harmful decisions, but again, so much context is required to truly comprehend those situations. that doesn't remove the fact that he has hurt his children, both accidentally and purposefully.
do i think bruce is a bad dad in canon? no. do i think he is a good dad? also no. depending on where in time you're reading him, who's writing him etc — he acts like completely different people. my head spins trying to come up with a simple answer to this otherwise simple question.
a good example i think is the current zdarsky batman run. arguably some of the best bruce wayne as a father introspection we've had in a LONG TIME, the story doing well to remove the 'child soldiers' narrative that frank miller infamously popularised to main continuity despite it not being from the canon timeline. but who's to say this sort of perspective will last before being completely disregarded by the next writer?
it's no secret i pick and choose what i (personally) view as canon, my own personal bias against Certain writers making me ignore their writing entirely, but i am also not ignorant to the fact that bruce can and desperately NEEDS to improve as a parent.
sorry for rambling but back to your original question about what my ideal parent bruce would like and to that it's two very simple words; honest and communicative.
that's really all he needs to do. almost all his shitty decisions can be linked back to him lying or purposely evading the truth and just refusing to communicate to his children, which in turn makes them not want to communicate with him. this then leads to much larger problems and much more devastating outcomes.
bruce needs to realise that his children don't owe him anything more than the very little he's given them emotionally. this whole "soldier-team" mentality that he adopts when he's batman filters into his dynamics with them as family and as bruce wayne, and that is why he keeps hurting them and not taking responsibility for it.
they should not be vigilantes before they are his children. but to do that, writers also need to make the distinction that batman is also bruce wayne, but that is an entirely different conversation.
again, current batman writing (mark waid batman vs robin, zdarsky batman, ram v detective comics, tom taylor batman etc) seems very promising in giving bruce a chance to be a better father, so we can only hope it continues this way. maybe, we'll even get bruce actually holding himself accountable one day.
i try not to discuss this topic too much because in my experience it's far too nuanced to explain in short text posts on the internet but i hope this answered your questions <3
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12 + 21 for the ask game? (or just pick one of them if you’d rather)
omg so sorry just saw this!! thank u!! you didnt specify a fandom but i'm assuming you're asking about comics/dc (even tho i've been in major stranger things + asoiaf mode lately)
also put in page break bc my answer for 12 accidentally got too long sorry lol
12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them
i mean. my girl. helena bertinelli. she's not unpopular in the sense that she's like widely disliked but she does just get forgotten about a lot, esp by batfam stans. and it sucks!! bc she's a majorly compelling character!! and has been around a lot longer than other characters in the batfam!! she's complicated and morally gray sometimes but also sympathetic and genuine and majorly badass. she deserves so much more cred than she gets, esp on tumblr.
i've seen other people (helena stans) make this point before but the thing about helena is she really is the character that fanon jason stans think he is. like... she's a child of gotham who suffered from major trauma and has seen firsthand the danger of organized crime. she's taught herself to fight so she can both protect people and take revenge on those who harmed her and her loved ones. she has a temper and a capacity for extreme violence, and she's not afraid to hold back, but she can control herself and doesn't hurt innocent people. she's willing to kill, but not indiscriminately, in fact she's often held herself in check bc she knows she shouldn't play executioner for everyone. she will do permanent damage if she needs to but she's not like meaninglessly vicious (no bags full of severed heads from her). and she is super protective of the people of gotham (no man's land), women and children in particular.
and it also feels like she gets shunted aside from the batfam bc she's not truly "one of them" in fandom's eyes, but that is bullshit imo. yeah, she's had major disagreements with them, esp bruce, but they're also perfectly capable of working together and have respect for each others' skills. she has a complicated relationship but she's been an important part of the gotham vigilante community since the early 90s. and i feel like helena gets excluded for reasons that don't seem to apply to jason, or stephanie! she has a lot of common with stephanie. like... outsider vigilante working on their own at first. complicated relationship with bruce in particular. neither of them would ever call bruce their dad, bc he's not, but he does play a certain mentor/father-esque figure in their lives that they can project their daddy/authority issues on (which, i mean he does make it easy for them by being a huge asshole lol). her talents are sometimes dismissed by bruce the same ways steph's have been. steph basically browbeat damian into having an younger-sibling type relationship with her; tim did the same to helena, except he was the younger sibling lol. i've said it before and i've said it again, her relationship with tim is HIGHLY underrated. and like steph and tim, helena has had a romantic relationship with a batkid- dick- that has been complicated at best, but there's still mutual respect there. (tbh i think dickhelena is way more interesting than a lot of other ships, including dickb*bs, but that's a story for another post).
and yea this basically turned into a long thesis as to why helena deserves to be a bigger batfam member lol. but it's true!! she's so fascinating and cool and has been given the shaft way too much (esp in n52, when they randomly made her a spy...) plus one of my fave things about her is her love for teaching. most gotham vigilantes don't have day jobs bc, who has the time, but helena really loves being a teacher and cares about the kids she teaches a lot. she is directly a part of the gotham city community that way and i think it's a very important aspect of keeping her grounded and happy. it makes her unique. we've gotten a little bit more helena content in the past year or two but i always want more!! i want to see her interact with other batfam members more too, like damian, duke, kate, cass... dc give her more respect!!!!
21. part of canon you think is overhyped
just accidentally ranted so gonna keep this short lol. i hate the court/parliament of owls storylines literally sooooo much and i esp hate the fascination with talon dick. i literally will not consume any content related to that. i'm sure i've posted my reasons before (like years ago) but i think it's a stupid and somewhat offensive concept.
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Local Oldest Child Takes Time Away From Family
by tipsytogglebutton
Dick sighed. “Did Dami try to stab you again?” “Yep.” “For real this time? He wasn’t just participating in non-consensual sparring practice?” “It was unclear, but based on previous experience-“ “Yeah, yeah.” Dick rubbed his temple. “I’ll talk to him.” “Wow. Thank you so much. I’m in your debt. I’m sure talking to him will initiate an immediate and heartfelt change in his wretched heart of darkness and lies.” Tim was flawlessly monotone.
Or
Dick gets tired of being mature and snaps at Bruce. Then fucks off to have a hipster vacation while rediscovering performance art.
Words: 7570, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Young Justice (Cartoon), Nightwing (Comics)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: Gen
Characters: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain, Damian Wayne, Stephanie Brown
Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson & Original Character(s), Dick Grayson & Wally West
Additional Tags: Dick Grayson Needs a Hug, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Dick Grayson-centric, Dick Grayson Has Issues, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, or at least he's trying, Dick Grayson Tries to Be a Good Older Sibling, Dick Grayson Gets a Hug, Protective Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, Good Sibling Tim Drake, the teen rating is for language, Fluff, Family Dynamics, sibling dynamics, Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily (DCU) Feels, Batfamily Dynamics (DCU), Dick Grayson takes a vacation, Sort Of, He just really needs a break from Bruce's bullshit, and maybe the rest of the family's bullshit too, but he won't admit that, because golden children don't find fault in their siblings, until the repressed anger comes out and you throw your phone, boring Dick Grayson staying in an air bnb and accidentally becoming a theatre kid, the original characters are not important I promise, Young Justice Spoilers, Dick Grayson & Wally West Friendship, Wally West is dead, it's been years and Dick Isn't over it, PTSD, Dick Grayson Has PTSD, and worries a lot, the sunglasses make several appearances, there are puns, dick really needs a hug, M'gann briefly appears, no beta we die like robins
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/46842109
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Continuing unknowing baby daddy tim drake and transman!danny
Dan rolled his eyes at Danny. Adjusting to being a heir to the Infinite was one thing, Ellie officially bonding to both him and Danny as her family was another major bond shift for them. (Dan is still proud to have been granted parental status while Danny maintained a strong sibling bond. Dan is trusted to care for and nurture Ellie as a parent in spite of being half Vlad and all ghost.)
But Danny? Danny was dealing with being a first time parent on top of Heirship and college and had traumatic experiences with the surprise ghost pregnancy and subsequent events.
Long story short, Danny is on mandatory fright-centric rest while Dan does the babysitting in the Long Now.
Dan just shook his head and hummed at his niece and nephew.
Altair had a habit of keeping his hair white and his freckles looking like glow-in-the-dark stars. He was easily the calmer of the two at first glance… but don’t be fooled, he is liable to get his little hands into everything and finds freezing things fun. Clockwork’s screens do distract him…
But the kid only likes the ones where this Tim Drake appear and throws his binkie at the screen if he he disapproves of anything. He often throws it at this man’s hair or any version of him picking up guns. Or cloning equipment.
Nova on the other hand is a baby eldrich abominable and love it. Getting her to stay in her human form is an issue, as being a mass of galaxies is better somehow? Nova already picked Nocturn as her favorite non-Frightmate. And giggles when someone trips.
Dan is just glad the baby hellions took to sleeping for the moment.
Jazz is taking the next shift so he can focus on Realms politics (the joys of being High heir while Danny recovers from the ordeal).
—
Jason and Tim were arguing over how involved Tim should be. As he did help traumatize the birther of his children by accident, being around him might be bad for Danny and the kids. And he did not want to botch parenting them.
Tim is working out how much time to dedicate to his kids and force himself into a balance of not-vigilante-related time and if he should tell Just Us about being an accidental parent. Greta knows ghosts, and Anita is raising her parents so she’s a good for parenting advice, even if Bruce thinks Tim is being ridiculous.
Damian is stalwartly against Tim being around his eldritch children. Insists that they will be too much and pit demons are worse than the league of assassins.
Dick is team nibbling visits at some point, but on the birther’s terms.
Steph is… struggling. With it all. She knows giving her kid up for adoption given everything back then was the best option for the baby. The couple raising them sent updates and it keeps them safe from her discount Riddler father and her mother’s addiction.
But she still wondered sometimes. If she kept the kid, Tim had been ready and willing to raise them with her. And now? Tim has two eldrich kids from a half pitt demon/ghost so quarter eldritch kids. Newborns… who’s mother was allowed to keep them…
Stephanie told them she needed some space on this one. She may also be miffed about her missing playlists. Couldnt danny have eaten her costume redesign ideas instead?
Cass is intent on being the favorite aunt once they return. She is working out possible toys and fun-to-eat healthy snacks with Alfred.
Duke remains confused about the entire events, but was glad he was spared from Danny’s post pregnancy cravings. He likes his reports as backup references, and his patrol music is important.
Tim knows Bruce is having Damian-first-arrived flashbacks. But Tim is down to be involved and help his kids however he’s allowed. He’s ready and willing to Dad—he’s been parenting Bruce since he was 12 after all!
And Constantine can keep his opinions on leaving his kids to the eldritch parent. Tim refuses to be a deadbeat.
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Dan groaned when the nuisnace tugged on him. No one tells you thralls can be used to summon acting rulers until oops too late.
Dan snorted at the sight of his baby brother’s baby daddy.
“Well you did give him a month your time, I’ll give you that.”
The guy, Tim? smiled back. “Dan of the Phantom fright, correct? Second Heir to the Infinite Realm’s throne after Danny, who you’re either half brothers with or the lineage chart i used is too limited to get the right relation there… also raising someone named Ellie who is a near-twin of Danny, while you’re listed as her kin and parent.”
John Constantine rubbed his temples off to the side.
Dan suppressed a smile. Danny got a tenacious one. “Complicated, but we’ve agreed on family and i’m older than him. Ellie is my daughter now, and she chose to be Danny’s little sister. Good job on the scavenge and decipher test.”
“Wait that was a test?!”
“No, seeing you squirm is fun. Danny isn’t available yet given everything and his mom not giving us the okay that she handled the forced pregnancy sitch just yet. Dont worry, me and our dowager queen are taking baby shifts.”
“Do you want any help?”
Dan paused at that.
“You want to help? Knowing you’d be in the Infinite and at the mercy of its residents?”
“They’re my kids too, and i want to help, but not do anything that would make Danny uncomfortable… should i end the summon and let you get back to me on your time or…”
“… i’m phoning this in.” Dan turned to his side and screamed “AY GRAMPS YOUR ON RELAY! PLAY BACK THE SUMMONS TO DANNY M’KAY!?”
A moment later Dan’s favorite little brother appeared next to him, remaining in visible and watching what was going on.
“So, how did you think you might be able to help?”
“I’ve done my research on raising metas, asked Martian Manhunter about handling density shifting, shapeshifting and invisibility, and the reigning queen of Tamaran about energy blasts and levitation based on emotions which i think is part of how Danny’s powers work, so our kids should work on a similar principle. So i ran over the psych books, grounding techniques, and i’ve had to take care of my whole team deaged to infants and toddlers for a week while on mission alone, so i have some practical experience. And i joined a few vigilante parent group chats for tips and tricks on top of that—if Danny wants he can join and if he’d rather me not there i can leave, he probably needs it more than me and—“
Danny lifted Tim cape, still invisible. “I’m going to guess Danny or one of his friends?”
Danny made himself visible. “I retain the right to kidnap you for co-parenting with Time Outs.”
“Drake this is ridiculous!”
“So no time changes in this universe, am i going to hyper age? Just need to know for cover.”
“Drake!”
“No? What psychotic fruitloops are you dealing with?”
“Remember fruitloop supreme?” Dan asked absently, eyeing Tim’s clan. The smallest may pose an issue.
“Wait so kill you dad to marry your mom and make you his evil apprentice-son? Yikes.”
“Not the first part, but yeah the second happens a lot.”
“If the idiot goes after my kids i retain Retaliation Rights.”
“Easy enough, just try not to kill them and have them end up as ghosts.”
“Why would i do that? Cursing them with life and letting my court go ham and cheese is so much worse.”
“Father i do not like this.”
“So he’s not meeting the twins anytime soon… you can meet them and my frightmates now.”
“Wait—Drake!”
“Sure thing, i had my schedule cleared for the week.”
Dan snorted as Danny kidnapped his baby daddy.
“So am i free to go? Because i do have other duties to tend to.”
“Where did my little brother just go?”
“Long Now… and mom texted me back. Good to know i won’t have to destroy that one… and my ex is going to be there when i get back…
Great… i’m just going to stick with Royal Duties
until she leaves… and Dad will be there too. Dad will be there—with my ex. To meet the—oh that little shit!”
Aka danny wanted a distraction but i can’t wrangle his pov atm.
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Bruce Wayne is used to ransom calls. They happen often enough despite his children's training, though it doesn't help that they sometimes purposely get themselves captured to later mock the kidnappers but he digressed.
This call was different. "We have Tim Drakes children" what did that even mean? Did they kidnap some random infants with black wisps of hair and blue eyes and just hope that Tim miiight have had a night of indiscretion in the last year or so to be concerned about?
Spoiler was the first on scene, actively teasing Red Robin about the whole fiasco. He swears they couldn't possibly be his and this had to be a scam of some kind. They had been assessing the situation from the rafters of the warehouse when another guy who looked like prime Batman Adoption Bait stormed the place and beat the crap out of the guys before zooming over to the infants.
The pair nodded at eachother and leaped down from the rafters and landed behind the man. He whirled around, holding the kids protectively to his chest, careful to support thier heads.
They asked him to confirm if he's the father which he did so readily. Red Robin got a wierd feeling though and asked to get a swab for testing, just to be sure.
The guy refused. That wasn't overly suspicious but the defensive way he acted was. Were these not his children? The bats chose to try a different tactic and asked him to wait for the police to arrive so they could confirm he was the twins father.
He ran.
Danny was having one of the worst days of his afterlife, and trust him, he's had some rough days. Being chased through Gotham at night by its local terrifying vigilantes while trying not to drop or harm the babies was hard, especially since he was trying to hide his powers. But really, what was he supposed to do?
He can't exactly just say "a ghost with genie powers overheard my mom wish for grandbabies from me and granted that wish but screwed us by making the other half of the babies DNA that of some random rich guy from another reality?" Cause thats going to go over soooo well.
Why do they care so much anyway? He doubts they're going to make the guy pay child support, not that Danny needs it. Then again its probably better to stay in this world where no one knows who he is and his children are safer...from his parents OSHA violations if nothing else.
Vlad couldn't enter this universe cause he couldn't get past the "source wall" whatever that was, but Danny and his babies had no problems so meh.
The bats had him cornered and hiding invisibly inside an abandoned arcade (why were so many places in this city abandoned???) the bats kept combing through the place looking for him. He knew they were about ready to give up looking for him when one of the babies sneezed.
The next thing he knew the littlest bat, Robin was right next to him, "Found you." Then he was knocked out.
#dp x dc#batfam#tim drake#my writing#danny phantom#danny is a dad#tim is a dad#dan pov#dan phantom#interdimensional coparents maybe
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I’m not expecting much from the Robins title to be honest, as I’m expecting it to be largely fan service takes that I don’t agree with, but see this way I get to not be disappointed if I’m right and unexpectedly gratified if I’m wrong! Win win!
I am tentatively intrigued about Robin and Batman though, just because it feels like forever since we’ve had new Dick-as-Robin content (the New 52 largely glossed over his time in that role in blink and you miss it ways, and even Young Justice had him as Robin for only one season that was now like a decade ago. And in Titans the live action show, Dick wasn’t Robin in S1 so much as he was Dick Grayson, still wearing the Robin costume a couple times for lack of anything else). Point being, I’m not at all averse to more modern written content that makes it easier for people to associate Dick WITH Robin rather than like....Robin lore. And the duo of Lemire and Nguyen have done some good stuff. So, we’ll see. Mostly I’m interested to see what they go with for Dick’s origin this time around.
#I am just begging you guys please it is 2021 can we not obliviously write Bruce greasing the gears of the adoption or fostering process#with money and just hop skip over all the gross implications of that just because Bruce is obviously a good guy thus its fine when he does#it....no the issue for how that renders Dick relatively speaking is like....still the same no matter how good Bruce's intentions are#please I am begging you guys just stick with the juvie origin it is actually so much more wholesome and healthy than accidental child#trafficker Bruce and like given the fact that the plight of children separated from their families and locked up in detention centers#along our borders is STILL fucking ongoing like....it'd be a lot more socially aware than yet another rendition of#'yeah so we're just not going to talk about the fact that statistically child trafficking is less about sex trafficked kids#and more about kids being bought and paid for via an 'adoption/fostering process' that allows the wealthy to bypass the entire process for#the right price and thus encapsulates zero accountability#much in the same way any crime that has a penalty of a fine is essentially legal for people rich#enough to pay that fine without in any way being actually penalized by that#BUT I DIGRESS#(and to be clear when I describe the juvie origin as so much more wholesome and healthy wow that came out wrong#look I just mean that in terms for how it sets up Bruce and Dick's dynamic specifically#obvsly its still a super fucked up thing#BUT it positions Bruce to actually be wholly in the right by using his resources to hold the CITY accountable for their fucked up#actions there and apply his own considerable wealth to tackling what occurred there as an actual PROBLEM#that he is particularly equipped to fight back against and stand in as a champion on Dick's behalf where the systems nominally#SUPPOSED to champion him were complicit in traumatizing him instead#this is versus takes where Bruce uses his wealth to bribe and speed up the fostering process for no other reason than#just deciding he is what's best for Dick and using his money to circumvent#anyone having the possibility of suggesting he's not.....particularly when Bruce's entire public reputation is engineered BY HIM#to be a young irresponsible socialite wholly unsuited on surface look alone to be the guardian to a traumatized orphan#aka making Bruce COMPLICIT in the very system that enables the trafficking of kids to the wealthy#rather than how the juvie origin positions Bruce OUTSIDE the already flawed system and has him using his resources to COUNTER#the system's own resources. again....vs just feeding INTO that system with said resources which is literally what bribes and fees are...#as opposed to like suing the fuck out of the city for throwing a traumatized kid into juvie
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You know, the civilian Bruce au is so funny to me, just because of the whole situation with Talia.
Like can you imagine:
Bruce: *acts like a himbo*
Talia: Well I can't just not fuck him now can I?
I think Damian was created by taking Bruce's DNA?
Ra's: Who's DNA did you take to make this baby?
Talia:...
Ra's: WHOSE DNA-
Just imagine Damian leaving to go live with his father and expecting him to be this powerful warrior or something and instead getting this rich himbo.
Damian: I'm the blood son, so I will be the one to inherit his legacy!
Tim...you wanna be a doctor that bad?
Damian: What
Like, his father doesn't know about his children's vigilantism, he doesn't even know that Talia was an assassin from the league, he doesn't even know what the league is. Mother why?
If he wants to be a vigilante as well he has to listen to his adoptive brothers, which really grates him. He also has to keep it from Bruce, which he really doesn't get.
Bruce just keeps accidentally guilt tripping Damian into a normal child.
Bruce: I'm just so glad our family is getting along. I just don't what I would do if you didn't like your brothers 🥹
Damian, who is definitely not getting along with his brothers:...yeah...
Do you think he'd inherit his mother's taste in men?
Jon: *does something stupid*
Damian, near tears: I think I get it now mother, I'm sorry I kink shamed you.
Okokok I getchu, but I also need to add here that Bruce’s parents were certainly not normal and He certainly isnt normal. His parents read motherfuckin The Veldt by Ray Bradbury to him as a BEDTIME STORY!!
The Story in Summary: the Hadley family, two kids and their mom and dad, live in this automated home that can do anything for them. It can cook, clean, wash the kids, put them to bed, anything household work like you can imagine, it can do.
Kids have a VR Room called The Nursery. The Nursery is stuck visually showing an African landscape (w/ lions eating dead carcasses in the background and people screaming). They call a Psychologist for answers of this landscape. Psychologist tells them to turn off the house. The Hadley’s agree. They doubt their parenting abilities but this guy helped reassure them that doing this will help their issues. The kids protest heavily but the parents’s resolve is firm. They tell their kids they can visit The Nursery one last time.
The parents talk about the kids a bit more before going into The Nursery to collect the kids. They are met with a pride of lions. The screams they heard in The Nursery before is reminiscent as the ones they are currently making as the Lions tear into them.
The psychologist goes to check on the kids. They are in the Nursery having tea. It’s still the African Savanna. Lions are feasting on two bodies far in the distance.
The psychologist realizes what has been done. A child offers him tea like nothing is wrong.
That’s the story. Its a very shitty summary but its the best I could do with my current brain functionality. But can you imagine why I think that’s a Not Normal Parenting Tactic for the average child?
I have the personal belief that Bruce’s parents were quite eccentric and a tad on the strange side. You dont grow up stewing in your own grief and then decide to become a vigilante crime fighter after a traumatic event with a regular upbringing.
All I’m saying is that if you’re going the Civilian!Bruce route, he’s absolutely protective of his kids, but his personality would still have some similarities to the OG Bruce Wayne. Still enjoys working out and maybe this time he actually gets those copious amounts of injuries doing eccentric Rich people sports and getting hurt from trying to pull off wild as hell stunts.
He isn’t a man who doesn’t do anything when he’s in the line of fire. He still has learned self defense and knows damn well how to fight and fight back, just not to the degree of a vigilante.
I’m unsure how to fully characterize a Bruce who his parent’s death never consumed his entire being and made him into Batman but this man certainly will pretend to be a himbo in front of the press. He might not have that playboy guise anymore because normally its a way to hide his Batman identity. He certainly doesn’t have the Batcave but you bet your ass that this man HAS tried to go spelunking in the caves below his house.
Idk that’s all I got for this but its just me adding on with my thoughts. Bruce unknowingly keeping the boys grounded in normal life actives in a way that means more for the boys than Bruce would ever understand or realize is some good shit.
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Could you please recommend a few fic in Batfam.. I loved Tim centric, Batfam centric genre where they confront their issues, also the one where Bruce is not batman but his kids are vigilantes and try to hide from him, ...Please recommend some wholesome content?
oh,,, i haven't been specifically looking for those fics, so let me offer you some of the batman/batfam stuff i've been reading the past few weeks:
Abandoned, But Not Forgotten - Cdelphiki okay, i think this is just a really nice fic about bruce rescuing tim from a kidnapping and them having a nice little chat
I Used to Be an Adventurer Like You, Then I Took an Arrow to the Knee - audreycritter can't recommend this enough! it's steph & bruce centric and theyre the fucking best, they do time travel! it's so cool, please just go read it
Have I Told You About Minnie? - Hinn_Raven okay so maybe i've been on a stephanie brown kick, but she's awesome and i love her. this is about bruce as matches malone bragging about his family to a gang of assorted criminals
For the City Sweetly Whispers - Drag0nst0rm gotham talks now and she's a bitch. no i'm serious, gotham talks. this is such a great fic and i need you all to go read it right fucking now
Running Headlong Into My Arms - gleesquid hey batarangsoundsdumb, how often have you read this fic? you ask. at least 10 times, i answer. isn't it 60.000 words long? you ask. yes it is. i answer. it's a no capes au! and bruce still gets his kids!
Live While I Breathe - Batbirdies bruce wayne get therapy challenge 2k21, but he actually does it (thanks to stephanie)
thin mints - AlmondRose i don't know what girl scout cookies are and at this point i'm too afraid to ask, but this is really cute so please read about steph selling girl scout cookies to some rich bitches (including our resident fave rich bitches)
Like a Thief in the Night - Cdelphiki jason gets real clingy and bruce gets real concerned
Minimum Height Requirement - Drag0nst0rm responsible adult! bruce wayne. im not kidding, he doesnt let his children fight crime until theyre 18, yeehaw! go read it
one shot, two shots in the night - discowing bruce writes a memoir and i cry, because it's so fucking sweet. i think ive read this at least 9 times in the past 2 years and i still enjoy it so much.
Anti-Social - Unpretty (very mobile unfriendly, so read it on desktop) it's some snapshots from tim's life through social media and it's the fucking best!
not necessarily batfam:
Things My Heart Used To Know - poisonivory I can't recommend this enough! it's jayroy, no capes, and it's based off of disney's musical anastasia. it's really well written and super interesting and i love it.
And Other Hazard of Heroism - Kieron_0Duibhir bruce has a concussion and calls his best pal, superman. it's hilarious and amazing, show stopping, spectacular, fantastic, never done before, (i'll stop listing shit and let you read it now :) )
Help - Loxare the accidental child acquisition trope, but it's just a bunch of children taking one look at known crime lord red hood and thinking 'yeah he's our big brother now'
anything and everything ever written by rotasha i trust rotasha with my life and with writing the official superbat canon i have in my head
#so yeah#this is not exactly tim centric#but these are my recs have fun with it#i have just shaken all of the fics ive read in the past 2 weeks out of my pocket so i could show them to y'all#anon#read them!!!!#all of them!!#i know it's a bunch of long fics but i prefer long ones im so sorry#batman fic rec#batfam fic rec#superbat fic rec#batfamilyfic rec#fic rec#ao3#stephanie brown fic rec#bataranswers
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#dcxdp#dpxdc#ghost zoo au#reblog#He probably looks even smaller than a 14 year old and all malnourished#Gosh imagine if his death scars are glowing slightly in human form because it's so close to death#very dehydrated and malnourished and needs help#He's up on the watchtower because the stars help and they're worried for the kid#He's so *small* and sickly looking#And I mean#He definitely *Is* sick#depending on how long he's been in the zoo his human body could have So Many medical issues going on
So all the Flashes have to eat. Like, almost constantly, or they lose the energy they need to access the Speedforce. Which means that, in the Flash family, giving food is the ultimate love language. And none of them cook. So they travel finding weirder and more tasty foods to feed this starving child, despite medical (who are all wearing Hawaiian shirts over their lab coats to keep the kid from freaking out at the white) telling them that they need to let Danny relearn how to digest food.
J'ohn knows the kid is in awe of being in space, and takes time every day to to just talk to him. About planets, about asteroids, about what life on Mars was like. They spend hours together, just talking.
Nightwing, upon learning that the tiny Ghost King's favorite object in the word is a beanbag chair because it's soft, goes hunting with the rest of Young Justice to find the softest, squishiest toys they can. And, like the cats that his practically stepmom named herself after, they present these toys to Danny so that his room is soon practically overflowing.
Diana isn't about to be left out. Upon learning that Danny is acquainted with Pandora--the Pandora--takes time to sit with Danny and ask about her relatives on the other side. And upon learning that Clockwork--an aspect of Chronos--left Danny in the zoo to fend for himself, makes a vow to meet the god and punch him in the face. But she lets him talk to her about anything and everything he knows and remembers about ghostly ancient Greece.
Clark, as a father of an outgoing young kid himself, knows that Danny needs social stimulation, especially as he gets better. So he takes it upon himself to make sure that Danny's sister and two best friends go up to the station at least once a week. He also brings pie, courtesy of his mother.
Bruce hasn't actually spoken to Danny since the kid had been admitted to the Watchtower med bay. Instead he's gone over recordings, over the information on him that they got from the GIW, and has come to several very unpalatable conclusions. So he's done something he never thought he'd do. He contacts Jason and asks him, as Red Hood, to get a duffel bag ready for some CST scientists. Jason, after being read into the situation, agrees. They also agree not to tell anyone.
Damian heard the whole conversation and speaks to Jason alone to point out that killing the Fenton parents will only make both children upset, but it would be very easy to engineer an accident that killed two careless scientists. (You will never convince me that, with all the training Damian got in the League of Assassins, he didn't learn how to make a death look natural/accidental.)
Tim and Alfred, knowing Bruce better than he wants to believe they do, have boon working to a) provide Danny with a stable identity (Tim) and b) his own spaces in the manor (Alfred). Alfred also sends Red Robin up with cookies.
Olliver is good at one thing, and one thing only; putting the fear of the IRS into individuals, and so he's attacking the GIW with that in mind. (And failing, because if it's one thing this version of the GIW do, it's paperwork.) But he's trying.
Arthur has absolutely nothing to contribute to the care of the kid (other than the shirts for the med team, and only because I think the image of Aquaman handing over Hawaiian shirts is hilarious) and this pisses him off. He wants to help too--but everyone else is doing it better. And the kid doesn't even like oceans, he's too busy enjoying space.
DPXDC Prompt #84
The GIW had been getting bolder lately and Danny didn’t like it. Turns out Danny’s gut feeling was right and he falls into a trap and gets caught by them. The GIW were ecstatic to have finally caught the ghost boy. They decided to brag about their accomplishment by posting an article about it. They kept Danny in captivity, turns out they weren’t dissecting ghosts but keeping them in a giant zoo. The Justice League finds the article the GIW posted and decides to raid this zoo after Constantine recognizes the ghost in the picture being the king of the infinite realms.
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Whacky Gotham, Goofy New York, and Chaotic Paris.
(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)
Chapter 5: Then Let The Games Begin
•—–—–·†·–—–—•
Soooo, the Batfam is panicking, Gotham's confused as to why Iron Man is flying over Gotham like a madman, and Maria is with two of Gotham's Sirens (but only Ivy and Harley know this) having a wonderful time playing with Bud and Lou.
Let's start with the Sirens.
Harley is watching over Maria and Tikki as they sleep with Bud and Lou, Ivy walkes over to sit next to Harley, handing her a cup of tea.
"So, what's the diagnosis?" - Ivy
"She has some sort of trauma, has class issues... and handles more than she should, but still does everythin', on top of bein' a hero. She's been through some sh-t Pam." Yeah Harley may have found out Maria's a hero (if the tiny god and magic were anything to go by).
"Is she alone?" - Ivy
"No, thankfully, she has supportive parents, and friends that aren't little sh-ts. I think they're also heroes, she also has a lot, and I a mean A LOT of pent up emotions, she doesn't show anythin' negative, only positive things. She seems to shrink in on herself if she thinks she does somethin' wrong. Pam, we both know there's a limit to how much crap a person can take before they snap, and she's such a sweet kid. There has to be somethin' we can do to help her Ives." Ok she found out alot, but in Marias' defense, they have trustworthy souls, and they were the only other people (besides her friends) that she talked to about it, yes she had her Maman and Uncle to talk about hero stuff, but for the stuff her class does, she only ever vented (without being negative) to her friends.
"Her class is visiting the Botanical Gardens in three days, and it's a 2 part tour, so we can see just what's going on. If it's bad then we scare them a bit, if it's bad bad... they can handle a few slightly poisonous plants right?" - Ivy
"God I love the way ya think Ives, do ya think she can stay with us? I mean look at how cute she is with Bud and Lou... Oh my god, she's cuddlin' dem, and ya gave her a flower crown, how'd I miss that?! Where's the camera?"
Harley took a picture to remind her of this wonderful moment. As Ivy and Harley looked at the picture, they both promised to keep Maria safe, and maybe become sorta kinda-ish parents to her while she's in Gotham.
•—–·Now back to the Bat-Chaos Bat-Cave·–—•
Tim took over the chair and was now searching the possible locations with Jarvis, Damian was sitting on a different chair, trying to act cool, but he wouldn't stop looking over at Tim, to see his progress. Bruce was talking over the comms with Tony. Dick and Jason, weren't helping (they kept feeding each other worse and worse ideas of what could have happened to Maria). Then they heard Jarvis speak.
"I have found the most likely area Ms. Dupain-Cheng would be in. Her phone died about 56 blocks away from her hotel, if we don't count kidnapping, or murder, she would have thought about asking for directions, but may have decided not to considering the city she is in. So that leaves us with a possible 15-25 mile radius from her last known location. I think it best to divide into groups of two, have Oracle stay and update you if anything on security, and or traffic cameras happens. Bruce will be with Tony, Dick will go with Tim, and Jason will go with Damain to search within the area. Stephanie and Cassandra will search around a 5 mile radius near Wayne hotel." as Jarvis continued to explain the other details, the Batfam began to suit up, Batman met up with Iron Man, and they took the North area, Nightwing and Red Robin took the East area, while Red Hood and Robin searched the South. Steph and Cass were on foot in civilian clothes, searching the West area they were assigned.
They searched for the whole day, and came up with nothing. Until Oracle saw a video from a traffic cam around 9pm, 15 blocks away from where her phone died. She called it in and everyone went back to the cave. Once everyone was at the Bat-Computer, Oracle pressed play, the cameras didn't have sound, and it wasn't close enough to see if she was ok.
They watched as she went to an overgrown parking lot and sat down. She was looking down at the ground, and that's when they spotted two figures round the corner and spot her. They watched as the two figures approach Maria, and saw the startled reaction she had. They realized it was Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy that were talking to her, then they saw Maria collapse. They watched as Harley made sure she was ok, looking over to Ivy before looking back to Maria and picking her up. The last thing they saw, was Maria being carried away by two of Gothams' most dangerous rouges, but now they knew where to look next.
•—–· Back to Ivy and Harley ·–—•
Harley continued to take adorable pictures of the children.
"God, they're so f-ckin' cute!" - Harley for the 20th time
As Ivy continued to watch while caring for her plants, Catwoman walked in.
"Hey girls, got the stuff for movie night, so what are we- Holy mother of cats! He adopted another f-cking child didn't he! Where the hell does he keep finding them?! 7 was ment to be the god DAMN LIMIT!!!" - Catwoman
Maria jumped at the sudden shouting and may have accidentally summoned a yo-yo (one made useing creation magic and protection magic) before saying.
"Tikki where's the akuma?! How long was I out?! Forget it Tikki spot-" she then realized she wasn't in Paris, and seeing a new face, she also realized she just spilled her secret to another person within the same day... kinda
"Fffffffffffudge sunday that fell on the pavement!" - Maria shouted in baker profanities
"That's not how ya curse sweetheart. It should go more like-" Harley was cut off by a vine Ivy had summoned.
"Harley, cursing makes the plants sad, you know this." - Ivy said removing the vine
Harley just walked over to Maria and whipsered it in her ear.
"You're supposed to say it more like this, ' ..... .... ... .. ....... .. ... .....' ok?" - Harley ended with a big smile
"... I will never see this world in the same frickin' light ever again." - Maria
"ehh close enough." - Harley
"Can someone please tell me, WTH is going on here, on our special girls day off?!" - Catwoman
"She is a new member of the Sirens as of today, and as a member, she's unda our protection, so effective immediately." - Harley
"Cool." - Maria
"Harley." - Ivy
"Wut... first things first, if she is going to join, she needs to be very flexible, know how to fight, and be incredibly intelligent." - Catwoman
"She beat Ed's @ss with a gun pointed at her, and solved every riddle with ease, so I'm positive she'll be an amazin' addition to the team." - Harley
'God she sounds like a new mother now' "But we don't know how good her flexibility is." - Catwoman
"I know, hey Maria, ya wanna do some tricks with me, of course we need to stretch first, but do ya wanna give it a go?" - Harley
"Sure." - Maria
Ivy and Catwoman sat down on a couch a few feet away from where Maria and Harley stood in the empty part of the building. They started out with stretches, and to Catwoman's surprise (and Harley's delight) Maria copied Harleys streches perfectly.
"Ok, now that that's done, we'll start with some cartwheels, then move on to flips, then handsprings and so on." - Harley
Maria gave Harley a nod... and they were off... literally, Harley did a cartwheel into a handspring, and a few backflips, Maria executed it flawlessly. Harley did some more complicated gymnastics tricks, and Maria did it, Harley did triple backflips going into a cartwheel, into a summersault, and Maria did that perfectly as well. This went on until both Harley and Maria were slightly out of breath, both having massive smiles on their faces.
"Ives, please let her join, she's like a mini me." - Harley then hugged Maria and they somehow both tripled in cuteness as they both did puppy (or Puss In Boots style) eyes at Catwoman and Ivy.
"Sure Harley." - Ivy said walking over to give Harley a small kiss on the cheek.
"Okay... but she doesn't have a costume yet, and she still has to think of a name for herself." - Catwoman
"Is a mouse good, like a mouse themed costume, that or a Turtle themed one. What do you think Harley?" - Maria
"Mmmm, I like that with the mouse you can always toy with Cat, ya know, cat an' mouse stuff, turtle seems... weird even fawh Gotham, so personally I would pick mouse, just because of the cheesy jokes you could do." - Harley
"Very funny, ok then, give me a moment." Maria then reached out her hand, her eyes then started to glow an icy blue, and a small portal opened in front of her, she reached in and pulled out a small pendant necklace. After she put it on a small mouce appeared and greated itself, Marias' eyes going back to normal after closing the portal.
"Hello I'm Mullo, nice to meet you all."
"Omg omg omg, It's soooo f-ckin' CUTE!" - Harley
"Best to assume all of them are extremely cute Harls." - Ivy
"What the Hell did I miss in the week I was gone?!" - Catwoman
"Ehh, not much, oh but Iron Man did fly aroun' Gotham a few times earlier this mornin' like a madman." - Harley
"Oh sh-t." - Maria
"Maria are ya ok? That was ya first official proper curse in my presence." Harley said looking over to the girl.
"He's gonna kill me." - Maria
"Wait, what do you mean Marigold?" - Ivy
"... He's my Uncle, and I never got to text him I was ok, since my phone died before I met you." - Maria
"Hey, I'm sure he'll understand, now what are we watchin'?" - Harley
"I think we have more important matters other than movies at the moment!" - Catwoman
"Ok, Me Myself and Irene it is." - Harley
"No! You basically kidnapped Iron Mans' NIECE!!!" - Catwoman
"Technically, she fainted and us bein' the good Gothamites we are, decided to take her with us, to make sure she was a-okay." - Harley
"I'm ganna need more than just a six pack of soda to get me through this... Just put the movie on already." - Catwoman
Catwoman sat at the far left end of the couch, next to her sat Ivy, then Maria, and then Harley, Bud and Lou by their feet. All of them sharing one big blanket (Becuase if Iron Man did show up, or any of the birds, then Maria was in a protective burrito and they may not see her right away) and they started the movie.
•—–·–—•
"Oh god, the poor cow." - Maria
.........
"Hahahaha, he stuck a whole f-ckin' chicken head in that guys @ss" - Harley
"The poor chicken." - Maria
"Maria you don't want to see this part." - Ivy then lightly covered her eyes for the ehem, chicken extraction.
.........
"Anyone up for another movie?" - Harley
"That depends." - Ivy
"Any suggestions Cat?" - Harley looked across to the other end of the couch to see Catwoman already sleeping.
"She took her cat-nap already? Seriously?" - Harley
"... What about Pirates of The Caribbean?" - Maria
"I'm good with that." - Ivy
And they started the next movie, Maria was happy, it felt like when her maman and papa would sleep with her when she made a pillow fort. It was a loving atmosphere, it felt safe, and nothing could ruin it. Marias' eyes became heavy, and she leaned her head on Harleys' shoulder, falling asleep after a few minutes.
Ivy paused the move looking over to see both Harley and Maria sleeping, soon Ivy also fell asleep in the comfortable silence.
…………………………
Around an hour later Maria woke up in a panic, she had a nightmare, and kept looking around frantically for someone with tears running down her face.
"What's the matter hun?" - Harley said looking around to see if someone had gotten in. When she looked back at Maria she saw that she was crying.
"What happened?" Harley asked in a kind voice that was filled with motherly love.
"I, just *hic* had a bad dream that's *hic* all, I'm fine." - Maira said trying to wipe the tears away.
"You're ok, I promise nothin's goin' to happen to ya as long as Ivy and I are here, ok hun?" - Harley hugged Maria, and she could feel the girl let out a few more sobs, and quick breathes.
"Thanks Maman." Maria didn't even realize what she had said, it just felt natural for her to say it.
"You're welcome hun." 'Omg I'm gonna cry, she called me maman!' Harley rubbed small circles over Marias' back, and began humming until she fell asleep, she continued to hug Maria until she also fell asleep.
•—–· Back to the Chaos Bat-Cave ·–—•
"What do you mean she's with two of Gotham City's Sirens?!" - Tony
"Tony, calm down, I'll call Selina, she can talk to them and get this all sorted out." - Bruce
"Your fiancee is a Gotham Siren too?! Why didn't you tell me?!" - Tony
"Why isn't she picking up? And unlike some people, this family doesn't like outing our secret identities... on live TV." - Bruce
"Oh well excuse me for not keeping my secret identity a SECRET!" - Tony
"I'll try calling her one more time." - Bruce
"Bruce, it's 3am. Who in their right mind ever stays up this late.... aside from this family." - Tim with a giant coffee mug in hand.
"... I'll just call her one more time." Bruce then connected it to the Bat-Computer so everyone could hear.
•—–· Back to the Sirens ·–—•
Catwoman's phone is ringing like crazy, waking everyone up, including a tired, annoyed, and confused Selina.
"Wth does he want at 3 in the morning?!" - Selina
"Just answer it so we can keep sleepin'." - Harley still hugging Maria
"I'm putting it on speaker, so you lot can testify against his @ss in court, for disturbing the peace."
•—–· Over to Batsy ·–—•
"Selina I need to ask-"
"WHAT THE F-CKING HELL DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND ABOUT A GOOD NIGHTS REST!" - Selina
"Oooooh, she sounds pissed Bruce." - Jason
"I'm sorry to call you at this hour, but we need to find a girl that looks just like every single one of my other kids." - Bruce
"Bruce... I thought we agreed that 7 kids was. the. f-cking. limit." - Selina
•—–· Back to the Sirens ·–—•
Selina looked over to Maria before muting the speaker.
"Do you want them to know you're here Kitten?" - Selina
"... I'm tired, I haven't had coffee, I have no filter, so f-ck it, act like you never saw me today, and let them drown in chaos. " - Maria
"I think I like filter less Maria." - Harley
"Okay." Selina shrugged her shoulders and then un-muted her phone, putting it back on speaker mode.
"Where was she last seen?" - Selina
"She was last seen with Harley and Poison Ivy, I want you to see if she's still with them." - Bruce
Selina looked over to Maria and Harley, both of them shook their heads with mischievous grins.
"I've been with them all day, and I haven't once seen a girl that looks like your kids. Now can I go back to sleep, and forget this ever happened?" - Selina
"WHERE IS MY NIECE!!!" - Tony
"Oh, hey Tony, didn't know you were there, don't know who, or where your niece is, but good luck trying to find her. Oh and Bruce, I'm shutting my phone off so you don't keep calling till the butt crack of dawn. And congrats it's now 4am. you owe me a lunch date, uh-ba-bye." Selina then hung up her phone and turned it off.
"That went pretty well if you ask me, now I'm going back to sleep." - Selina
•—–· Back to Batsy ·–—•
The room was silent for a few minutes before Jason spoke up.
"Does that mean that Pixiepop ran away and is even more lost now?!" - Jason
"Oh god, what do we do, what if she got hurt?!" - Dick
"What if she got kidnapped?!" - Jason
"What if she's with a big time Gotham Villain?!" - Dick
"... What if she got more coffee?" - Tim
"Oh Hell No" - Jason/Dick
"... Lets all go to sleep, and when we wake up, we'll head over to their base and double check. She could've just said that because I called her at 3am." - Bruce
"But my niece is still out there!" - Tony
"You're going to sleep Tony." - Pepper then dragged Tony to his room.
•—–· Back to Maria ·–—•
Selina went to a different part of the building, where Maria assumed the bedrooms were. Ivy had gone to the greenhouse to be with the plants, and now it was just her and Harley left on the couch, and she couldn't sleep.
"... Harley?" - Maria
"Yeah hun?" - Harley
"I can't sleep." - Maria
"Well, watcha wanna do till ya get tired?" Harley asked sitting up a little straighter to get a better look at Maria.
Maria gave a sly smile, and looked Harley in the eyes "Want to go free-running on the rooftops?"
"... Alright, but lets get some coffee, and a snack in us first." - Harley gave her a side hug, before getting up to go make the coffee, and grab some snacks.
After they had their coffee, they climbed to the roof of the base. Harley was in her outfit, bat in hand and ready to do some bonding.
"So, how does ya outfit work?" - Harley
"Like so, ready Mullo?" - Maria
"Yes Maria" - Mullo
"Ok, Mullo, Get Squeaky!" A bright light flashes, and when Harley could see again, Maria was in a dark gray suit, wearing black knee high boots, with a strip of pink at the knee, and black elbow length gloves with the same pink strip at her elbow. Her mask was a slightly lighter gray on the top part, and pink on the bottom. Her hair was pulled into two buns with pink ribbons that faded to gray, and to black at the very tip. Her jump rope around her waist forming a tail going just below the back of her knees.
"Just when I think ya can't get any more adorable. So what should I call ya?" - Harley
"You can call me Multimouse." - Maria
Soon they were racing and doing tricks off different roofs, they were really enjoying themselves. From one of the roofs they heard a commotion in one of the alleys, when they looked down they saw a man holding a woman at gunpoint.
"Not good, seems like he's got issues, probably lost his lover, most likely has additions to drugs and alcohol, and seems to be a little tipsy." - Harley
"I've got a plan." - Multimouse
…………
Multimouse droped a little way behind the guy, grabbing his attention while Harley got the lady to safety.
"You know there's a help center two blocks from here that would be more than willing to help you." - Multimouse
The crook just raised his gun to her trying to keep it steady as he spoke.
"Give me all your money little girl, or else I'll hurt you."
"1. That's not how you hold a gun. 2. That is no way to treat any girl. and 3. Instead of money, I'll give you my jump rope." - Multimouse
"Why the hell would I want your jump rope, that thing looks worthless." the crook lowered his guard enough as Multimouse pretended to hand over her jump rope, only to use it in a quick motion to dismarm the man, as Harley promptly knocked him out with one swing.
"Lets neva have ya at gunpoint again, okay hun? I'm afraid my heart can't take it." - Harley said while tying the crook to a lamppost.
"Sorry, but it was the best idea I could come up with at the moment, besides, any guy with a gun would feel like they have the upper hand if they're facing a random little girl with a jump rope, rather than Gothams' Harley Quinn with a bat." - Multimouse
"Sadly I'm just too popular with the kiddos on the street." - Harley
…………
They continued to stop a few more muggers on the way back to the base, and when they got back they peaked around the corner to see the whole Batfam plus Iron Man talking with Ivy and Selina.
"How much you want to bet we can get back out before they see us?" - Whispering Multimouse
"... Lets try hidin' in the kitchen." - Whispering Harley
As they tried to sneak by (still in their costumes) Selina just walks over and draggs them to the group.
"Here, now let me sleep!" - Selina
"Dang it Selina we wanted tah see just how long we could hide out in the kitchen!" - Harley
Selina did a double take now realizing they both went out.
"... You didn't." - Selina
"We wanted tah go free-runnin'! So what?" - Harley
"She could've gotten hurt Harls." - Ivy
"My suits magic, I am invulnerable to bullets, normal magic, swords, knifes, anything staby staby, and I can withstand any temperature in it." Multimouse said with a slight pout.
"Hold up, is she a magical girl?" - Red Hood in the background
When Selina let go both Harley and Multimouse went behind Ivy for protection.
"We can still make a run for it." - Harley whispered to Multimouse
"... Ok, I'll meet you on the roof." - Whispering Multimouse
Harley gave a nod as she slowly inched her wasy closer to the door that lead to the roof, as she saw Iron Man approach Multimouse.
"Please get out of your suit, we need to talk about why you're here-" - Iron Man
"Multitute!" - Multimouse
Harley then saw Multimouse shrink into dozens of tiny little versions of herself as her clones spread out in all directions, one of which was heading right for her.
"Wth, you never told us she could use magic!" - Red Robin
Harley picked her up, and slipped through the door without anyone noticing.
"That was great, but how do ya get back tuh normal size?" - Harley
"Simple, I just merge back with my clones." As she said this, all her clones came back, and she merged with herself, becoming normal sized again.
"Where to?" - Multimouse
………… So now The Batfam is trying to find many long gone Mini-Multimouses, and Harley seems to have disappeared with her. Harley and Multimouse are now running over the roofs, heading for Wayne Manor.
"So why are we going to Wayne Manor?" - Multimouse
"Because, Batsy will neva think of lookin' for us at his own home, at least not fawh a little while." - Harley
When they arrived at the Manor, Multimouse de-transformed as Harley knocked on the door.
"Ms. Quinn, Ms. Maria, pleasure to see you here, please come in." - Alfred
"Are any of the bat-birds here?" - Harley
"Ms. Barbara, Ms. Stephanie, and Ms. Cassandra are the only ones here at the moment." - Alfred
"Do ya think you can keep us bein' here a secret from Batsy?" - Harley
"Harley? What are you doing here with Maria?" - Barbara
"It seems that Ms. Harley and Ms. Maria are now playing hide and seek with the rest of the family." - Alfred
"Did someone say hide and seek?" - Steph
"Yes, so could we maybe try and keep this a secret from everyone else, please?" - Maria
"Sure, it was starting to get boring around here. We can all hide in the living room no one ever use. Barbara you show them the way, I'll get the food/drinks and boardgames." - Steph
"Is this alright with you Alfred?" Maria
"It's all right Ms. Maria, you can hide out in the old living room." - Alfred
"Thanks Alfie, ya the best." - Harley
"Thank you Alfred." - Maria
"Ok then, follow me." - Barbara
…………
In the old living room, Harley, Maria, Barbara, Steph, and Cass began to formulate a plan.
"Ok, so the best way for them to never find you is to have your phone off, stay away from any and all cameras, and show your face to no one." - Steph
"So, do you have anything in mind that you might want to do?" - Barbara
"Can we put them on a wild goose chase?" - Maria
Cass nodded to Marias' suggestion approvingly.
"I can hack a few traffic cams to help with that." - Barbara
"We can also throw in some useless hints, to throw dem even further off our scent." - Harley
"Good idea Harley." - Barbara
"Thanks, but how long do ya think we should make it last?" - Harley
"As long as Maria wants it to." - Barbara
"Then let the games begin." - Maria.
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Stark Spangled Forever
One Shot: More Cushin’ For the Pushin’
Summary: Steve is starting to see the effects of the serum depleting. Can Katie convince him that, well, she doesn’t give a shit?!
Warnings: Bad language and a heap of smut! (NSFW, no under 18s.)
Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Rogers (Stark)
A/N- So you all got @sweater-daddiesdumbdork to thank for this…. and yes, this is utter head cannon about the serum but, indulge me!!
If you are currently reading Stark Spangled Banner for the first time as it reposts, then this contains MAJOR spoilers and you might want to wait until you’ve finished before you start Stark Spangled Forever.
Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Katie Stark and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.
Stark Spangled Forever Masterlist // Main Masterlist
“Sweetheart…” Steve sighed, gently catching Katie’s hand as it snaked over his belly under his Henley. She stilled and looked at him, her eyes narrowing slightly as he shook his head “I’m not feeling it tonight, I’m really tired.”
Katie sat up from where she’d been tucked under his arm as they sat on the sofa and flicked her pony tail back over her shoulder. “Alright. I’m gonna go up.”
“Honey…” he began to protest but she stopped him.
“Stevie, its fine. You said you’re tired so...” she gave him a smile that didn’t reach her eyes “I’ll see you upstairs.”
She curled her legs out from underneath her and stood up, padding from the room making sure to keep her face straight as she left. As she climbed the stairs, that horrible cold feeling washed over her from head to toe as she blinked back tears. Tears she felt pathetic for. This wasn’t a big issue…she got tired sometimes and pushed Steve away. Granted, that had happened like 4 times in the entire time she had been with him, but still…
Despite her self-reassurances, deep down she couldn’t help that little stab of insecurity in her brain. Steve had been acting off for the past 5 days. They’d had no fun of that nature whatsoever. Whilst his affection in general hadn’t particularly waned she’d noticed he wasn’t as handsy as he normally was and he hadn’t tried anything with her of that nature at all. He’d even taken to wearing a t-shirt in bed, which was basically unheard of, and it was almost as if he didn’t even want accidental skin contact with her.
Katie had brushed it off as him merely being tired. She knew he’d been reading through a lot of papers from his students, the first semester of the year was ramping up meaning Emmy was asking for his help too. Jamie was also excelling at his baseball which was taking up Steve’s entire Saturdays as he took him to practice, assuming the proud dad role from the side-lines, Rori was attention demanding as ever and Harry was teething....
So yeah, this was totally down to Steve being tired. Nothing else.
At all.
Nothing to do with him going off her.
Nope.
Katie took a quick glance in the mirror, her hands smoothing over her hips and stomach which had taken a battering from 3 children, before she shook her head and headed into the bathroom.
Whatever…
Downstairs Steve was cursing himself. There was no mistaking the flicker of hurt that he’d seen in Katie’s eyes when he had pushed her away. He hadn’t meant to be so abrupt but he had been grappling with something internally for a few days now that he didn’t particularly know how to deal with. He ran his hands over his face before he stood up and turned off the TV. He let Lucky out for a pee before he made sure the doors were locked and headed up the stairs. He looked in on all his kid in turn, knocking lightly on Emmy’s door as she was home for the weekend, and when she told him to come in he poked his head round finding her led in the dark, her face illuminated by her phone.
“Going to bed Em.” he said gently “Don’t be on that all night.”
“Yes dad.” she rolled her eyes and he arched an eyebrow at her.
“You might be 20 but less of the cheek.” he teased as she flashed him a smile.
“Love you pops.” she grinned cheekily.
He snorted “You too, sleep well.”
With that he shut the door and headed into the bedroom. Katie was in the en-suite, he could hear the tap running. Taking a deep breath he moved to stand in front of the mirror, gently casting his eyes over his reflection. At first glance he didn’t look that different but hitching his top up slightly he glanced at his torso, and there was no mistaking it. The definition in his abs had definitely decreased and the hard plane of muscle seemed to be giving way to something less toned.
The door to the bathroom opened and he let go of the hem of his top, just a little bit too late and Katie paused, looking at him.
“Everything ok?” she frowned.
“Yeah.” he nodded, brushing her concern off. “I’m going for a shower.”
He headed to door of their bathroom, and then she spoke softly, her voice cracking and her words made him stop in his tracks.
“Stevie, you’re scaring me.” she said gently and he turned to face her. The utter hurt on her face made him want to die, as she blinked and looked down at the floor .“Why are you pushing me away all of a sudden? We haven’t had sex in 5 days now. Don’t you…” she trailed off, not looking up, her words catching in her throat as she struggled to voice the question she was petrified of hearing the answer do “Do you not want to or something? I know I’m not what I used to be Steve, but…”
Steve felt his chest contract as he looked at his wife, his heart breaking that she could even think that he didn’t find her attractive. He hadn’t up until then given a second thought as to how his actions could be making her feel as insecure as he was and right now he hated himself for that.
“No, honey…it’s not that. God, it’s nothing, like that, at all.“
“Then is it someone else?” she cut him off quietly, raising her head to look at him, her eyes swimming with tears.
“What?” he looked at her, utterly stunned.
She swallowed, “I asked if there was someone else.” she held his gaze
“Jesus, fuck, no!” he shook his head, appalled at the mere mention of such a thing “Of course not.”
“So it is me.”
“Katie…stop…” He stepped forward and took both her hands in his “You’re beautiful. I swear this isn’t you-“
“Oh, don’t you dare give me the this isn’t you, it’s me line or I swear to God…” Katie glared up at him and he gave an exasperated groan.
“Honey, I swear…this has nothing to do with you.” he tried to assure her, pulling her in closer and wrapping his arms around him but it didn’t work.
“Then what is it?” Katie whispered into his chest and he pulled back to look at her, his hands cradling her face “Baby, talk to me.”
With a loud sigh he moved away, sinking onto the foot of the bed, He reached out, his hands on her hips and he pulled her in between his legs so she was stood looking down at him, her hand resting on his shoulders.
“I noticed a few things recently.” he said, his head looking down at the carpet. “About me…” he glanced up “You know how Bruce ran all those tests on me after I came back after those 15 years?”
“Yeah.”
“Well he said then that the serum wasn’t infallible. And that over time it would most likely work itself out of my system. But the older I got the faster that would happen.”
“I know Steve.” Katie frowned, “We went through all this.”
“Well I guess I just wasn’t prepared for how fast that was gonna happen, that’s all.”
“What do you mean?” she pressed “Are you sick?”
“No.” he shook his head “Nothing like that. Just…” he shook his head and snorted “God this sounds so vain but I guess I’ve gotten that used to looking in the mirror and seeing myself in such good shape, spotting that I’m changing…well, it was a bit of a shock and I was worried…”
“About what?” “That you might not…” “Oh, Stevie…” Katie blinked “That’s what this is about? Your stomach?”
“You noticed?”
“Well, yeah.” she shrugged, her hands rubbing his shoulders “I’m your wife…it hasn’t happened all of a sudden, it’s…” He groaned “I knew you’d seen…”
“Yeah, and I don’t care!” she sighed, shaking her head “Soldier,I know as much as anyone how hard it is coping with changes to your body. And so do you, it must have been a shock when you actually had the serum in the first place…”
“It’s not just the muscles.” he sighed, waving a hand to his beard. “This is going grey, my hair is too. My knees were ever so slightly aching after my run the other day…”
“Ok, first off…this…” she reached down, her nails scraping through his beard “This is hot. There’s a reason Brooke calls you the silver fox… and why half your students write that they want to do very rude things to you on twitter, which by the way really grosses Emmy out…” Steve chuckled a little, his hands sliding up the back of Katie’s thighs as she cocked her head and looked down at him. “And as for the rest of it, so what if you’re going a little...soft...around the edges.” “Soft?” he looked up at her, a small smile curling at the edge of his mouth.
“Well, it’s not like you’ve gone fat Steve.” Katie shrugged, “But whatever, the point is you’re hot and you still turn me the fuck on, maybe even more so now than when you were that pristine, fresh faced Brooklyn boy I first met in that Boxing Gym all those years ago.”
He looked at her, studying her expression as she cupped his face in her hands, keeping his gaze on her.
“And don’t tell me you don’t believe me because if you do that means you’ve been a big, fat liar about the fact you tell me that you find me even more sexy now than before we had kids.” she arched an eyebrow and he snorted a she moved to straddle him where he was perched on the end of the bed, her knees falling either side of his thighs.
“You’re the man I wake up to every morning, the man that kisses me fucking senseless, the man that’s helping me raise our children, the man who can still bring me straight to me knees with a single look my way.” she smiled.
“A single look?” he quipped.
“Yes, and you know it.”
He shook his head before he sighed, his hands resting on her hips. “I guess I’m just worried that one day…it’s all gonna be gone and…” “Remember what you said to me when I had Jamie?” Katie cut him off “When I was struggling with how I looked and to try and make me understand you asked me how I’d feel about you if we woke up one morning and the serum effects had all gone?”
She held his gaze before she continued “I told you then that it wouldn’t change a thing about how I felt about you. Did you believe me?”
Steve was silent for a second before he nodded “Of course I believed you, Doll..”
“So why on Earth would you suddenly think any of that has changed?” she looked at him “Serum effects or no serum effects… I don’t give a fuck Steve, you’re mine.”
Steve believed her, of course he did. He knew all this was in his head, but fuck if it wasn’t hard to let it take over, thinking back to being that little kid from Brooklyn that no one gave a second glance to.
“I got one word for you baby.” Katie said softly, her hands gripping at the hem of his Henley “Dumbasses.”
And jesus, suddenly he was catapulted back to that moment some 15 years or so ago on their first date,
“Well, personally, I think all those girls that picked Bucky over you were dubmasses. I’ve seen the photos of you before all this happened…” she raised her free hand and held out her index finger, and gestured up and down his torso “You were sweet”
He chuckled and took a drink of his beer “You know I heard that a lot…you’re really sweet and all but…“
“Like I said…”she leaned back in her chair slightly, “Dumbasses”
He shook his head as he peeked up at her, “Fucking hell I swear to God you can read my mind at times.”
“Nope…”she said, pulling his top up “I just know you. Now take this off.”
He arched an eyebrow but didn’t protest, instead he held his arms up so she could pull his henley over his head before she pushed him back, making him lay flat. He easily shifted them both, so they were a little further up the bed as her fingertips gently traced down his biceps.
“I love how you can wrap me in these, keep anything and everything from hurting me.” she looked at him, her eyes locked onto his as she started shifting slightly, her hands continued down his forearms before her fingers found his, lacing them together. “How your hands can be so gentle and soft yet also hard when I need them to be, how they’d kill for me, for any of us.” she raised his left hand to her mouth and brushed her lips over his platinum wedding band “A soldier, a man made for fighting yet who’s been nothing but gentle and loving with me and the kids…” she moved his hands to both her hips before she leaned down and pressed her lips to his, before she pulled back and smiled at him as she started sliding down his chest, peppering kisses down his sternum, the kisses punctuated by her words “my husband, my best friend, my lover, my baby daddy….”
Steve’s breath hitched a little as she moved downwards, lips gliding over his treasure trail and she peeked back up at him with those lust blown pupils and bit her bottom lip “You know how good this makes me feel, when you press against me over and over when you’re making me yours.”
She moved back so her hips were once more straddling his and Steve flexed underneath her. All that rubbing and brushing against him with every move she made had gotten him hard as fuck. He was aching for her.
Feeling him she looked at him, grinning. “And there’s certainly nothing soft about that.”
Steve let out a little chuckle and he couldn’t help but relax and enjoy right where they were at that moment. “You might have had a hand in that.”
Katie grinned. She loved having that kind of power over him, it was a fucking turn on.
“I’ll have a hand in your pants in a minute Soldier.”
“A minute seems an awfully long time to wait…” he said, pushing up against her again as she let out a soft sigh at the feel of him.
“Another reason I love you.” she smirked “Because I know you’re gonna leave me seeing stars within the next half hour. 10 minutes if we’re skipping foreplay.”
“Is this not the foreplay Doll?” he asked, his hands gripping her hips, fingers brushing the strip of skin just above her sleep shorts where her top had ridden up slightly, and he groaned inwardly as he saw her nipples were hard, peeking at him though the soft material of her cami.
“We can call it that if you want…” she said, rolling her hips, grinding against him again.
“You’re killing me sweetheart.” he groaned.
She rolled her hips against his again, splaying her hands on his chest “Nope, I can’t feel a shred of weakness underneath me…” “Ok…” Steve said, and with a swift movement he flipped her over so he was underneath him drawing a startled gasp from her which merged into that adorable, dirty little giggle he knew and loved “I’m done talking now.”
“Good.” She said, fisting her hand in the chain round his neck she dragged him down for a fierce, demanding kiss before she pulled back and looked at him “Fuck me like you own me, Cap.”
Her words fired something in his belly and he let out the growl that had been bubbling in his throat. His lips pressed to hers as if his life depended on it, his hands reached down and grabbed the straps of her top, pulling down harshly, the sound of ripping fabric filling the room.
Katie pulled back and looked at him “Did you seriously just do that? Again?”
“Look, sweetheart.” he glanced at her “You told me to fuck you like I owned you. I’m trying. So shut up.”
Whatever quick response Katie had been thinking up died in her throat as with a quick movement Steve grabbed her hips and flipped her over, once more drawing that dirty little giggle that he loved so much from her throat. His fingers gently traced a line down from her neck to the base of her spine before he gripped at the flesh over her hipbones and pulled her upwards so she was presented in front of him. Taking more care this time, he slid her shorts down, before he shimmied out of his sweats, his fingers tracing the inside of her thigh, bending over, his lips following their path. As he got to the top of her inside thigh, his kisses became gentle bites and then without warning he inserted 2 fingers inside her.
“Fuck…” Katie stuttered, her hips bucking backwards. Steve’s fingers started to move, gently, then harder, his mouth kissing all around the top of her thighs as she moved back and forth, fucking herself on his hand. He watched her for a minute or so, his fingers curling and pushing…and then they stopped. Katie whimpered, and Steve smirked as he bent over, nipping at her neck.
“You know I love you, right?” he said softly, his mouth caressing her pulse point as she rolled her head back, his hand slid up to her throat holding her face still as he kissed her, hard.
“Yeah, I love you too Solider” Katie panted into his kiss.
His fingers danced over the soft skin of her outside thighs and both his hands pulled her backwards as he pushed straight into her, making her cry out softly at the depth.
His rhythm was slow at first, hands on her hips before he quickened, the depth of this angle driving Katie wild. She writhed and moaned as he filled her, brushing against that spot inside her and she couldn’t get enough of him, her face buried into the pillow, pelvis pushed back against him as he thrust in deeply, again and again.
“You’re all mine…” he said hoarsely as he leaned forward, his chest pressing into her back as his teeth grazed her ear, biting down softly, “There’ll never be anyone else, never baby girl.”
His voice was punctuated by his grunts as he thrust into his wife again and again, his fingers tightening on her skin, knowing full well he’d probably leave bruises but not giving a shred of care. And neither did she, the more people that saw those marks, the better, the signs she was his for the world to see…it drove her wild with passion and lust and she couldn’t help but rock back against him, begging him to push deeper, drive her to the edge and back again, which he was more than happy to do.
“Say you believe me…” Steve all but growled as he thrust into her fiercely, his hand tightening slightly around her throat causing her to grab at the sheets in her hand “Say you believe me that there’s no one who comes close…”
“I believe you…” Katie cried out loudly, her voice punctuated by desperate moans as she tilted her head back as he continued nipping at her neck, pounding into her. “No one else.”
She was lost, lost in the sensation of her soldier fucking her senseless, just like she had asked him to. Those hands that she loved, that were normally so soft and gentle with her were now gripping at her hips, curling into her soft skin, pulling her back with each thrust. His lips, the ones she was so used to whispering soft nothing into her ear, or placing gentle kisses to her neck were biting and sucking at her throat as if his life depended on it, praising her, telling her what a pretty girl, amazing momma and beautiful wife she was. Coupled with the consistent pounding between her legs she was lost in an utter whirl of love and lust and she could feel the coil in her belly beginning to tighten as Steve maintained his pace, not once relenting.
Steve could read the signs well enough by now to know she was close. Moving one hand he slid it down between her legs, stroking at her clit drawing a loud gasp from her lips as she bucked back onto him, her legs trembling.
“Stevie… I’m gonna…”
“Come on doll…” he said gently into her ear “Come for me…”
“Oh, God…” her voice was low, soft, as her words became nothing but a babble of noises as she lost control, her body shaking as she cried out, the world tipping on its axis completely as she became completely unaware of anything other than the sensation between her legs as she came, hard, pulsing and tightening down around him.
Steve felt it, he always did, and he continued to drive into her, fucking her through it before he realised he wanted to see her, wanted those green eyes he knew and loved locked onto his, so with a quick pull back he moved out of her and flipped her over again onto her back before she could even think about what he was doing. With a grunt he buried himself into her again, propping himself up on his elbows, his hands cupping her face as his lips crashed onto hers for a dirty, sloppy kiss that was all mouth and tongue.
He reached down, grabbing at her knee, slinging it over her shoulder as he rutted into her, driving hard, over and over, the dirty noise of wetness filled the room, skin hitting skin as he picked up the pace driving and seeking his own release. Katie’s hands gripped at his back, her nails digging into his shoulders as he thrust again and again, her eyes locked onto his. His pupils were blown with desire, those baby blues she knew and loved had darkened to a steel grey and knowing that after 15 years and a lifetime of ups and downs that she could still elicit this effect on him was enough to blow her mind. She loved this man, with every single inch of her body, and always would.
Steve dropped his head, his hips not once faltering as his mouth nipped at her chest, sucking, biting, the bruises forming almost instantly but he couldn’t give a fuck. This woman was his, no one else’s, and in turn he wanted her to realise that. He needed her to understand that there wasn’t a single person on this fucking planet, hell, the universe that would ever make him feel like this. As his lips moved to that spot on her neck he dropped her leg down and felt her breath hitch again and she let out a soft wail, her hips bucking upwards as she wrapped her legs around him, heels digging into his ass.
“I got you baby…” he whispered, his voice punctuated by his own pants “Come on, give it to me…” With a gasp, her head titled back, eyes fluttered shut as her hands gripped at his strong arms and she came again which was enough to send him catapulting off the edge right behind her. Her legs grew tighter around his slim hips, gripping at him, pulling him closer as he stuttered, groaned and then pitched forward, his torso slick with sweat as he lay still, face pressed into her neck, surrendering to the utter bliss that consumed him.
Steve gently kissed Katie’s neck, breathing deeply. That had been intense and felt like it had risen from his very toes. His mind was still caught in that post-coital fog of bliss, and his body felt like it was light, floating even, but as Katie shifted underneath him, her lips gently pressing to his temple, he realised he wasn’t floating, nor was he light. He went to move, to roll off her but she caught him immediately, her hands flying to his arms as she looked at her.
“Don’t” she whispered.
“Honey I’ll crush…” “No, you won’t” she shook her head, “Relax, please soldier just…”
Steve licked his lips, and gently dropped back onto his elbow, pressing a little more of his weight on top of her. Katie sighed, her forehead resting on his collar bone, face nuzzling into his chest, her hands softly gliding up his back. Despite his worry, Steve felt himself relax into his wife as he held her in his arms. Katie sighed contently.
“Feels so nice, just lay here…” she said softly, pressing a kiss to his chest. “You always pull away far too fast.”
Steve took a deep breath “I don’t mean to Doll, I just know I’m way bigger and…” “Steve…” Katie moved her hand so she raised a single finger to his lips, shushing him “Stop.” After a moment or so of tensing up he allowed himself to relax completely, her hands dancing up his spine and he gave a soft hum of contentment as she pressed a kiss to his jawline and he felt her lips curl into a smile against his beard.
“What?” he asked softly, moving so he looked down at her.
“Nothing, just I love you.” she said honestly, her eyes locking onto his. “Forever.” Steve chuckled as he pressed his lips to hers “Good, because I’m not going anywhere.”
“Glad to hear it.” Katie smiled, brushing a hand through his hair “And for the record…I’m all about more cushin’ for the pushin’”
At that Steve let out a loud laugh as she giggled along with him, his mouth once more claiming hers
“Looks like I am too, baby girl.”
After another minute or so, Steve finally relented and moved, his softening cock pulling out as he rolled over onto his back, giving a sigh.
“You ok?” he asked.
“Yeah, course…I could use a drink though.” Katie smiled.
Steve leaned over, pressed a kiss to her mouth before he moved, located his boxers and after a promise of being back soon he headed out onto the landing.
Emmy emerged from her room at the same time, leaning on her doorframe as she shot him a look “You two are disgusting.”
“What?” he blinked, standing still as he looked at her.
“Seriously…you need to soundproof your room! I mean how would you feel if you heard me and Pete?” “I better not hear you and Pete.” he shot back, hands falling to his hips as he fixed his eldest with a glare.
She shrugged before she looked him up and down, and rolled her eyes “Fuck, I’m glad Brooke isn’t here…I’m sick of her telling me you’re a snack…”
With that she turned back into her room, shutting the door behind her. Steve stood still, looking at the now closed doorframe before he grinned to himself.
“Rogers, you still got it.” he laughed softly, before he bounded down the stairs to grab a bottle of water.
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Stark Spangled Kinks: More Cushin’ For The Pushin’
Summary: Steve is starting to see the effects of the serum depleting. Can Katie convince him that, well, she doesn’t give a shit?!
Warnings: Bad language and a heap of smut! (NSFW, no under 18s.)
Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Rogers (Stark)
A/N- So you all got @sweater-daddiesdumbdork to thank for this.... and yes, this is utter head cannon about the serum but, indulge me!!
February 2028
“Sweetheart…” Steve sighed, gently catching Katie’s hand as it snaked over his belly under his Henley. She stilled and looked at him, her eyes narrowing slightly as he shook his head “I’m not feeling it tonight, I’m really tired.”
Katie sat up from where she’d been tucked under his arm as they sat on the sofa and flicked her pony tail back over her shoulder. “Alright. I’m gonna go up.”
“Honey…” he began to protest but she stopped him.
“Stevie, its fine. You said you’re tired so...” she gave him a smile that didn’t reach her eyes “I’ll see you upstairs.”
She curled her legs out from underneath her and stood up, padding from the room making sure to keep her face straight as she left. As she climbed the stairs, that horrible cold feeling washed over her from head to toe as she blinked back tears. Tears she felt pathetic for. This wasn’t a big issue…she got tired sometimes and pushed Steve away. Granted, that had happened like 4 times in the entire time she had been with him, but still…
Despite her self-reassurances, deep down she couldn’t help that little stab of insecurity in her brain. Steve had been acting off for the past 5 days. They’d had no fun of that nature whatsoever. Whilst his affection in general hadn’t particularly waned she’d noticed he wasn’t as handsy as he normally was and he hadn’t tried anything with her of that nature at all. He’d even taken to wearing a t-shirt in bed, which was basically unheard of, and it was almost as if he didn’t even want accidental skin contact with her.
Katie had brushed it off as him merely being tired. She knew he’d been reading through a lot of papers from his students, the first semester of the year was ramping up meaning Emmy was asking for his help too. Jamie was also excelling at his baseball which was taking up Steve’s entire Saturdays as he took him to practice, assuming the proud dad role from the side-lines, Rori was attention demanding as ever and Harry was teething....
So yeah, this was totally down to Steve being tired. Nothing else.
At all.
Nothing to do with him going off her.
Nope.
Katie took a quick glance in the mirror, her hands smoothing over her hips and stomach which had taken a battering from 3 children, before she shook her head and headed into the bathroom.
Whatever…
Downstairs Steve was cursing himself. There was no mistaking the flicker of hurt that he’d seen in Katie’s eyes when he had pushed her away. He hadn’t meant to be so abrupt but he had been grappling with something internally for a few days now that he didn’t particularly know how to deal with. He ran his hands over his face before he stood up and turned off the TV. He let Lucky out for a pee before he made sure the doors were locked and headed up the stairs. He looked in on all his kid in turn, knocking lightly on Emmy’s door as she was home for the weekend, and when she told him to come in he poked his head round finding her led in the dark, her face illuminated by her phone.
“Going to bed Em.” he said gently “Don’t be on that all night.”
“Yes dad.” she rolled her eyes and he arched an eyebrow at her.
“You might be 20 but less of the cheek.” he teased as she flashed him a smile.
“Love you pops.” she grinned cheekily.
He snorted “You too, sleep well.”
With that he shut the door and headed into the bedroom. Katie was in the en-suite, he could hear the tap running. Taking a deep breath he moved to stand in front of the mirror, gently casting his eyes over his reflection. At first glance he didn’t look that different but hitching his top up slightly he glanced at his torso, and there was no mistaking it. The definition in his abs had definitely decreased and the hard plane of muscle seemed to be giving way to something less toned.
The door to the bathroom opened and he let go of the hem of his top, just a little bit too late and Katie paused, looking at him.
“Everything ok?” she frowned.
“Yeah.” he nodded, brushing her concern off. “I’m going for a shower.”
He headed to door of their bathroom, and then she spoke softly, her voice cracking and her words made him stop in his tracks.
“Stevie, you’re scaring me.” she said gently and he turned to face her. The utter hurt on her face made him want to die, as she blinked and looked down at the floor .“Why are you pushing me away all of a sudden? We haven’t had sex in 5 days now. Don’t you…” she trailed off, not looking up, her words catching in her throat as she struggled to voice the question she was petrified of hearing the answer do “Do you not want to or something? I know I’m not what I used to be Steve, but…”
Steve felt his chest contract as he looked at his wife, his heart breaking that she could even think that he didn’t find her attractive. He hadn’t up until then given a second thought as to how his actions could be making her feel as insecure as he was and right now he hated himself for that.
“No, honey…it’s not that. God, it’s nothing, like that, at all.“
“Then is it someone else?” she cut him off quietly, raising her head to look at him, her eyes swimming with tears.
“What?” he looked at her, utterly stunned.
She swallowed, “I asked if there was someone else.” she held his gaze
“Jesus, fuck, no!” he shook his head, appalled at the mere mention of such a thing “Of course not.”
“So it is me.”
“Katie…stop…” He stepped forward and took both her hands in his “You’re beautiful. I swear this isn’t you-“
“Oh, don’t you dare give me the this isn’t you, it’s me line or I swear to God…” Katie glared up at him and he gave an exasperated groan.
“Honey, I swear…this has nothing to do with you.” he tried to assure her, pulling her in closer and wrapping his arms around him but it didn’t work.
“Then what is it?” Katie whispered into his chest and he pulled back to look at her, his hands cradling her face “Baby, talk to me.”
With a loud sigh he moved away, sinking onto the foot of the bed, He reached out, his hands on her hips and he pulled her in between his legs so she was stood looking down at him, her hand resting on his shoulders.
“I noticed a few things recently.” he said, his head looking down at the carpet. “About me…” he glanced up “You know how Bruce ran all those tests on me after I came back after those 15 years?”
“Yeah.”
“Well he said then that the serum wasn’t infallible. And that over time it would most likely work itself out of my system. But the older I got the faster that would happen.”
“I know Steve.” Katie frowned, “We went through all this.”
“Well I guess I just wasn’t prepared for how fast that was gonna happen, that’s all.”
“What do you mean?” she pressed “Are you sick?”
“No.” he shook his head “Nothing like that. Just…” he shook his head and snorted “God this sounds so vain but I guess I’ve gotten that used to looking in the mirror and seeing myself in such good shape, spotting that I’m changing…well, it was a bit of a shock and I was worried…”
“About what?” “That you might not…” “Oh, Stevie…” Katie blinked “That’s what this is about? Your stomach?”
“You noticed?”
“Well, yeah.” she shrugged, her hands rubbing his shoulders “I’m your wife…it hasn’t happened all of a sudden, it’s…” He groaned “I knew you’d seen…”
“Yeah, and I don’t care!” she sighed, shaking her head “Soldier,I know as much as anyone how hard it is coping with changes to your body. And so do you, it must have been a shock when you actually had the serum in the first place…”
“It’s not just the muscles.” he sighed, waving a hand to his beard. “This is going grey, my hair is too. My knees were ever so slightly aching after my run the other day…”
“Ok, first off…this…” she reached down, her nails scraping through his beard “This is hot. There’s a reason Brooke calls you the silver fox… and why half your students write that they want to do very rude things to you on twitter, which by the way really grosses Emmy out…” Steve chuckled a little, his hands sliding up the back of Katie’s thighs as she cocked her head and looked down at him. “And as for the rest of it, so what if you’re going a little...soft...around the edges.” “Soft?” he looked up at her, a small smile curling at the edge of his mouth.
“Well, it’s not like you’ve gone fat Steve.” Katie shrugged, “But whatever, the point is you’re hot and you still turn me the fuck on, maybe even more so now than when you were that pristine, fresh faced Brooklyn boy I first met in that Boxing Gym all those years ago.”
He looked at her, studying her expression as she cupped his face in her hands, keeping his gaze on her.
“And don’t tell me you don’t believe me because if you do that means you’ve been a big, fat liar about the fact you tell me that you find me even more sexy now than before we had kids.” she arched an eyebrow and he snorted a she moved to straddle him where he was perched on the end of the bed, her knees falling either side of his thighs.
“You’re the man I wake up to every morning, the man that kisses me fucking senseless, the man that’s helping me raise our children, the man who can still bring me straight to me knees with a single look my way.” she smiled.
“A single look?” he quipped.
“Yes, and you know it.”
He shook his head before he sighed, his hands resting on her hips. “I guess I’m just worried that one day…it’s all gonna be gone and…” “Remember what you said to me when I had Jamie?” Katie cut him off “When I was struggling with how I looked and to try and make me understand you asked me how I’d feel about you if we woke up one morning and the serum effects had all gone?”
She held his gaze before she continued “I told you then that it wouldn’t change a thing about how I felt about you. Did you believe me?”
Steve was silent for a second before he nodded “Of course I believed you, Doll..”
“So why on Earth would you suddenly think any of that has changed?” she looked at him “Serum effects or no serum effects… I don’t give a fuck Steve, you’re mine.”
Steve believed her, of course he did. He knew all this was in his head, but fuck if it wasn’t hard to let it take over, thinking back to being that little kid from Brooklyn that no one gave a second glance to.
“I got one word for you baby.” Katie said softly, her hands gripping at the hem of his Henley “Dumbasses.”
And jesus, suddenly he was catapulted back to that moment some 15 years or so ago on their first date,
“Well, personally, I think all those girls that picked Bucky over you were dubmasses. I’ve seen the photos of you before all this happened…” she raised her free hand and held out her index finger, and gestured up and down his torso “You were sweet”
He chuckled and took a drink of his beer “You know I heard that a lot…you’re really sweet and all but…“
“Like I said…”she leaned back in her chair slightly, “Dumbasses”
He shook his head as he peeked up at her, “Fucking hell I swear to God you can read my mind at times.”
“Nope…”she said, pulling his top up “I just know you. Now take this off.”
He arched an eyebrow but didn’t protest, instead he held his arms up so she could pull his henley over his head before she pushed him back, making him lay flat. He easily shifted them both, so they were a little further up the bed as her fingertips gently traced down his biceps.
“I love how you can wrap me in these, keep anything and everything from hurting me.” she looked at him, her eyes locked onto his as she started shifting slightly, her hands continued down his forearms before her fingers found his, lacing them together. “How your hands can be so gentle and soft yet also hard when I need them to be, how they’d kill for me, for any of us.” she raised his left hand to her mouth and brushed her lips over his platinum wedding band “A soldier, a man made for fighting yet who’s been nothing but gentle and loving with me and the kids…” she moved his hands to both her hips before she leaned down and pressed her lips to his, before she pulled back and smiled at him as she started sliding down his chest, peppering kisses down his sternum, the kisses punctuated by her words “my husband, my best friend, my lover, my baby daddy….”
Steve’s breath hitched a little as she moved downwards, lips gliding over his treasure trail and she peeked back up at him with those lust blown pupils and bit her bottom lip “You know how good this makes me feel, when you press against me over and over when you’re making me yours.”
She moved back so her hips were once more straddling his and Steve flexed underneath her. All that rubbing and brushing against him with every move she made had gotten him hard as fuck. He was aching for her.
Feeling him she looked at him, grinning. “And there’s certainly nothing soft about that.”
Steve let out a little chuckle and he couldn’t help but relax and enjoy right where they were at that moment. “You might have had a hand in that.”
Katie grinned. She loved having that kind of power over him, it was a fucking turn on.
“I’ll have a hand in your pants in a minute Soldier.”
“A minute seems an awfully long time to wait…” he said, pushing up against her again as she let out a soft sigh at the feel of him.
“Another reason I love you.” she smirked “Because I know you’re gonna leave me seeing stars within the next half hour. 10 minutes if we’re skipping foreplay.”
“Is this not the foreplay Doll?” he asked, his hands gripping her hips, fingers brushing the strip of skin just above her sleep shorts where her top had ridden up slightly, and he groaned inwardly as he saw her nipples were hard, peeking at him though the soft material of her cami.
“We can call it that if you want…” she said, rolling her hips, grinding against him again.
“You’re killing me sweetheart.” he groaned.
She rolled her hips against his again, splaying her hands on his chest “Nope, I can’t feel a shred of weakness underneath me…” “Ok…” Steve said, and with a swift movement he flipped her over so he was underneath him drawing a startled gasp from her which merged into that adorable, dirty little giggle he knew and loved “I’m done talking now.”
“Good.” She said, fisting her hand in the chain round his neck she dragged him down for a fierce, demanding kiss before she pulled back and looked at him “Fuck me like you own me, Cap.”
Her words fired something in his belly and he let out the growl that had been bubbling in his throat. His lips pressed to hers as if his life depended on it, his hands reached down and grabbed the straps of her top, pulling down harshly, the sound of ripping fabric filling the room.
Katie pulled back and looked at him “Did you seriously just do that? Again?”
“Look, sweetheart.” he glanced at her “You told me to fuck you like I owned you. I’m trying. So shut up.”
Whatever quick response Katie had been thinking up died in her throat as with a quick movement Steve grabbed her hips and flipped her over, once more drawing that dirty little giggle that he loved so much from her throat. His fingers gently traced a line down from her neck to the base of her spine before he gripped at the flesh over her hipbones and pulled her upwards so she was presented in front of him. Taking more care this time, he slid her shorts down, before he shimmied out of his sweats, his fingers tracing the inside of her thigh, bending over, his lips following their path. As he got to the top of her inside thigh, his kisses became gentle bites and then without warning he inserted 2 fingers inside her.
“Fuck…” Katie stuttered, her hips bucking backwards. Steve’s fingers started to move, gently, then harder, his mouth kissing all around the top of her thighs as she moved back and forth, fucking herself on his hand. He watched her for a minute or so, his fingers curling and pushing…and then they stopped. Katie whimpered, and Steve smirked as he bent over, nipping at her neck.
“You know I love you, right?” he said softly, his mouth caressing her pulse point as she rolled her head back, his hand slid up to her throat holding her face still as he kissed her, hard.
“Yeah, I love you too Solider” Katie panted into his kiss.
His fingers danced over the soft skin of her outside thighs and both his hands pulled her backwards as he pushed straight into her, making her cry out softly at the depth.
His rhythm was slow at first, hands on her hips before he quickened, the depth of this angle driving Katie wild. She writhed and moaned as he filled her, brushing against that spot inside her and she couldn’t get enough of him, her face buried into the pillow, pelvis pushed back against him as he thrust in deeply, again and again.
“You’re all mine…” he said hoarsely as he leaned forward, his chest pressing into her back as his teeth grazed her ear, biting down softly, “There’ll never be anyone else, never baby girl.”
His voice was punctuated by his grunts as he thrust into his wife again and again, his fingers tightening on her skin, knowing full well he’d probably leave bruises but not giving a shred of care. And neither did she, the more people that saw those marks, the better, the signs she was his for the world to see…it drove her wild with passion and lust and she couldn’t help but rock back against him, begging him to push deeper, drive her to the edge and back again, which he was more than happy to do.
“Say you believe me…” Steve all but growled as he thrust into her fiercely, his hand tightening slightly around her throat causing her to grab at the sheets in her hand “Say you believe me that there’s no one who comes close…”
“I believe you…” Katie cried out loudly, her voice punctuated by desperate moans as she tilted her head back as he continued nipping at her neck, pounding into her. “No one else.”
She was lost, lost in the sensation of her soldier fucking her senseless, just like she had asked him to. Those hands that she loved, that were normally so soft and gentle with her were now gripping at her hips, curling into her soft skin, pulling her back with each thrust. His lips, the ones she was so used to whispering soft nothing into her ear, or placing gentle kisses to her neck were biting and sucking at her throat as if his life depended on it, praising her, telling her what a pretty girl, amazing momma and beautiful wife she was. Coupled with the consistent pounding between her legs she was lost in an utter whirl of love and lust and she could feel the coil in her belly beginning to tighten as Steve maintained his pace, not once relenting.
Steve could read the signs well enough by now to know she was close. Moving one hand he slid it down between her legs, stroking at her clit drawing a loud gasp from her lips as she bucked back onto him, her legs trembling.
“Stevie… I’m gonna…”
“Come on doll…” he said gently into her ear “Come for me…”
“Oh, God…” her voice was low, soft, as her words became nothing but a babble of noises as she lost control, her body shaking as she cried out, the world tipping on its axis completely as she became completely unaware of anything other than the sensation between her legs as she came, hard, pulsing and tightening down around him.
Steve felt it, he always did, and he continued to drive into her, fucking her through it before he realised he wanted to see her, wanted those green eyes he knew and loved locked onto his, so with a quick pull back he moved out of her and flipped her over again onto her back before she could even think about what he was doing. With a grunt he buried himself into her again, propping himself up on his elbows, his hands cupping her face as his lips crashed onto hers for a dirty, sloppy kiss that was all mouth and tongue.
He reached down, grabbing at her knee, slinging it over her shoulder as he rutted into her, driving hard, over and over, the dirty noise of wetness filled the room, skin hitting skin as he picked up the pace driving and seeking his own release. Katie’s hands gripped at his back, her nails digging into his shoulders as he thrust again and again, her eyes locked onto his. His pupils were blown with desire, those baby blues she knew and loved had darkened to a steel grey and knowing that after 15 years and a lifetime of ups and downs that she could still elicit this effect on him was enough to blow her mind. She loved this man, with every single inch of her body, and always would.
Steve dropped his head, his hips not once faltering as his mouth nipped at her chest, sucking, biting, the bruises forming almost instantly but he couldn’t give a fuck. This woman was his, no one else’s, and in turn he wanted her to realise that. He needed her to understand that there wasn’t a single person on this fucking planet, hell, the universe that would ever make him feel like this. As his lips moved to that spot on her neck he dropped her leg down and felt her breath hitch again and she let out a soft wail, her hips bucking upwards as she wrapped her legs around him, heels digging into his ass.
“I got you baby…” he whispered, his voice punctuated by his own pants “Come on, give it to me…” With a gasp, her head titled back, eyes fluttered shut as her hands gripped at his strong arms and she came again which was enough to send him catapulting off the edge right behind her. Her legs grew tighter around his slim hips, gripping at him, pulling him closer as he stuttered, groaned and then pitched forward, his torso slick with sweat as he lay still, face pressed into her neck, surrendering to the utter bliss that consumed him.
Steve gently kissed Katie’s neck, breathing deeply. That had been intense and felt like it had risen from his very toes. His mind was still caught in that post-coital fog of bliss, and his body felt like it was light, floating even, but as Katie shifted underneath him, her lips gently pressing to his temple, he realised he wasn’t floating, nor was he light. He went to move, to roll off her but she caught him immediately, her hands flying to his arms as she looked at her.
“Don’t” she whispered.
“Honey I’ll crush…” “No, you won’t” she shook her head, “Relax, please soldier just…”
Steve licked his lips, and gently dropped back onto his elbow, pressing a little more of his weight on top of her. Katie sighed, her forehead resting on his collar bone, face nuzzling into his chest, her hands softly gliding up his back. Despite his worry, Steve felt himself relax into his wife as he held her in his arms. Katie sighed contently.
“Feels so nice, just lay here…” she said softly, pressing a kiss to his chest. “You always pull away far too fast.”
Steve took a deep breath “I don’t mean to Doll, I just know I’m way bigger and…” “Steve…” Katie moved her hand so she raised a single finger to his lips, shushing him “Stop.” After a moment or so of tensing up he allowed himself to relax completely, her hands dancing up his spine and he gave a soft hum of contentment as she pressed a kiss to his jawline and he felt her lips curl into a smile against his beard.
“What?” he asked softly, moving so he looked down at her.
“Nothing, just I love you.” she said honestly, her eyes locking onto his. “Forever.” Steve chuckled as he pressed his lips to hers “Good, because I’m not going anywhere.”
“Glad to hear it.” Katie smiled, brushing a hand through his hair “And for the record…I’m all about more cushin’ for the pushin’”
At that Steve let out a loud laugh as she giggled along with him, his mouth once more claiming hers
“Looks like I am too, baby girl.”
After another minute or so, Steve finally relented and moved, his softening cock pulling out as he rolled over onto his back, giving a sigh.
“You ok?” he asked.
“Yeah, course…I could use a drink though.” Katie smiled.
Steve leaned over, pressed a kiss to her mouth before he moved, located his boxers and after a promise of being back soon he headed out onto the landing.
Emmy emerged from her room at the same time, leaning on her doorframe as she shot him a look “You two are disgusting.”
“What?” he blinked, standing still as he looked at her.
“Seriously…you need to soundproof your room! I mean how would you feel if you heard me and Pete?” “I better not hear you and Pete.” he shot back, hands falling to his hips as he fixed his eldest with a glare.
She shrugged before she looked him up and down, and rolled her eyes “Fuck, I’m glad Brooke isn’t here…I’m sick of her telling me you’re a snack…”
With that she turned back into her room, shutting the door behind her. Steve stood still, looking at the now closed doorframe before he grinned to himself.
“Rogers, you still got it.” he laughed softly, before he bounded down the stairs to grab a bottle of water.
#stark spangled kinks#steve rogers#steve rogers x original female character#steve rogers x oc#katie stark
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Meeting Family
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A/N Nick and Debbie mentioned at the end belong to @melyaliz
"What are you thinking about kitten?" Selina asked as she carefully brushed the little girl's hair.
Annabella had a little frown on her face that matched her father's when he was deep in thought. Her little brown eyes met Selina's in the mirror.
"What's a grandma?" Annabella asked.
"Well a grandma is what you call the person who's the mommy of your mommy or daddy." Selina said simply as she began to grab strands of Annabella's hair.
"But… daddy doesn’t have a mommy anymore. And you're not my mommy. So how can I have a grandma if I don't have a mommy?”
Selina's heart ached for the little girl, again she found herself thinking about whisking her away. But Bruce was stubborn; they had to stay in Gotham. According to him it was the best option.
"You do have a mommy kitten, she's just not here." Selina sighed, this was a conversation she needed to have with Bruce not her.
"Why can't you be my mommy?" Annabella asked, her voice coming out so soft Selina almost wasn't sure if she heard her right.
How do you explain to someone so young that you just weren't ready for that title no matter how much you loved them? How do you tell someone that even though they love their father so much the commitment scared you? Alfred cleared his throat making Selina jump slightly. She quickly secured the braid she was working on with a hair tie.
"Mrs. McNider has arrived." Alfred announced.
"She's not used to strangers." Bruce said as he approached the manor. "In fact she's pretty protective of any one she's grown up with. So if she doesn't approach you immediately don't take it personally. She has a pretty set schedule though it got a bit disturbed after the… incident. If I’m being she hasn't really been sleeping in her room lately though that was already a slight issue before what happened. I've already added more security measures because once the paparazzi catch wind of who you are it's only a matter of time before she realizes.”
"I see you haven't changed Bruce." Teresa chuckled as they reached the door. "Let's just take this one step at a time."
Bruce made a face as if he did not like that plan and Teresa couldn't help but smile. The doors opened then and Alfred stood in the entryway.
"Ah Mrs. McNider, I hope you had a pleasant flight." Alfred greeted.
"It was wonderful Alfred." Teresa smiled as she stepped inside. "Now where is my granddaughter?"
"Hiding." Said Selina, she stood in the middle of the entrance and just behind her clutching her leg was Annabella.
Her little face peered over the side of Selina's leg and Teresa couldn't help but gasp. Deep down she must've been expecting the features of her daughter. Despite the pictures she had received she thought maybe her eyes would hold the coldness her daughter carried. Instead Annabella's soft brown eyes studied her with such intense curiosity they seemed to bore deep into Teresa's soul. No, not the eyes of her daughter, they were the eyes of her lost son.
"So you're a grandma?" Annabella asked, stepping away from Selina.
"Yes, I'm your grandma. Though if you don't mind I would prefer the word abuelita." Teresa smiled as she bent down to be at eye level with her.
"Abuelita." Annabella tested the word out. "Why?"
"Because that's the spanish word for grandmother." Teresa explained.
"Tú hablas español?" Annabella asked, excitement lighting up her eyes.
"Sí." Teresa chuckled.
"Ms. Wayne, why don't we show your abuelita where she will be staying." Alfred suggested.
"Okay." Annabella beamed, taking her grandmother's hand and leading her through the manor.
By the end of the day Annabella decided that grandmother's are the best. Hers especially, Teresa did not mind answering all of Annabella's questions. And Annabella was convinced that her grandmother's handbag was magic since she always seemed to have just the right thing to use throughout the day.
As soon as Annabella's head hit the pillow she was out like a light. The adults all stood around as they watched her sleep.
"This is the first time she's fallen asleep so fast." Selina whispered.
"She'll be up soon enough." Bruce frowned as he felt his phone buzz. "I have to go into the office."
"I guess I should go home too then." Selina sighed, she turned and gave Bruce a peck on the cheek.
Teresa watched as Selina quickly and quietly walked into Annabella's room and gave the little girl a soft kiss on her forehead. With that she went out and Alfred escorted her out to her car.
"She wants to run, you know." Teresa said, focusing on Annabella now.
"I know she told me." Bruce said, wondering how she could have known that.
"But she's still contemplating it. Unless you tell her the truth, there's a chance she will stay. She needs to know why you're so driven to stay here."
"It's better for Annabella."
"Is it? Or is it better for you?"
"What do you see?" Bruce sighed.
"She will suffer one way or another even if you leave. How I'm not quite sure, but she'll pull through, she's strong. She'll be even stronger if she has more people supporting her, she needs more family and more friends."
"We're all she has."
"Now Bruce we both know that's not true."
Bruce simply frowned at that knowing that. Okay so maybe there was other family but he couldn't risk bringing them into their lives.
"Go, I'll watch over her. Make sure she stays in bed." Teresa urged as she lightly guided him away from the little girls room.
The week got better for Annabella and by the end of it she had her grandmother wrapped around her finger. For all her meals Annabella was allowed to help her grandmother prepare the food. Well she was allowed to pour things into the pots and pans at least but the kitchen was filled with music and laughter.
Though Annabella had considerably warmed up to Teresa every time they went out to the park or just to tour Gotham Teresa did notice the little seemed to cling to her. For good reason strangers were still scary for Annabella. Still they needed to work on her people skills.
In the evenings they would relax with some tv while Teresa worked on a craft. Annabella loved to ask hundreds of questions on whatever her grandmother was working on. She was even given little tasks like sorting the yarn for hitting or organizing the strips of fabric for a quilt.
By the time it was bedtime Annabella she went to sleep with ease. Bruce had to admit he was impressed but even he could tell Teresa was a little winded. Maybe she had a point, maybe he should bring in more family.
"She has an aunt and uncle that have children. They are all the way in Tokyo and I haven't spoken to them in years but… I'm sure they would be thrilled to come and spend some time with her." Bruce looked at the woman who smiled knowingly. "What?"
"I knew you'd come around." Was all she said making Bruce feel uneasy.
"What did you do?" He asked, he was still trying to figure out just exactly what she was capable of.
"Nothing I haven't done before." Teresa waved her hand dismissively. "Now off to bed for you too. There is no light in the sky yet and you won't be young forever."
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Nick sighed as he rubbed his eyes. He really needed to take a break from the computer but he just had one more task to do. Blinking, he stared back at the screen and clicked on his junk folder. Without meaning to, he accidentally clicked on one of the files. He was about to exit out of it when he noticed the header.
“Hey honey?” He called out and blinked again wondering if maybe he was just sleep deprived.
“Yeah?” Debbie asked, coming out from Jens room holding the book she no doubt took from the girl in order for her to go to sleep.
“Um, since when did Bruce have a daughter?” He asked cautiously, still unsure if the article was real or not.
“What?” Debbie asked, walking faster. She stood behind him and bent forward to see what her husband could possibly be talking about.
There in the email was an article from the Gotham Gazette a large photo was displayed that had Bruce walking out of an ice cream shop holding a little girl that looked to be around five. Next to him was an old woman who had a soft smile on her face. In the bottom corner was a picture of two women but one seemed vaguely familiar. The header read Who’s the Real Mother?
Debbie didn't bother to read the article, instead she focused more on the little girl that Bruce carried. It was hard to really see any of her features in the black and white photo but there was no mistake when it came to the way that little girl smiled. She had Aunt Martha's smile.
“I’ll start looking into flights.” Was all Nick said as he opened a new tab.
“I’ll start packing.” Now all Debbie had to figure out was if she was going to slap her cousin or kill him for not telling her about her niece.
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