#Canon incest

[fallen-angel-92]

The Call of the Forgotten: Chapter 1:

Summary:

Aes Hightower, older sister to Alicent Hightower, vanished only to return one night ten years later. However, she is not the same woman, though blood and bone are the same, the soul is completely different. One of an era not of the universe it now lives again. She's heeded the call, and has paid the price for the wisdom she has gained. Soul of the dragon, she now is.

Warning:

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The sky turned black as the dark of the night. Rivers of red, orange, and yellow burst forth from the ground. Blasts rang out, as men, women, and children screamed in fear and panic set in. The mighty dragons of old burned within the blackened sky, falling into the depths of growing pools of heat and Earth. She could only stand on top of the large tower, watching the very doom of the kingdom of Valyria. The large buildings fell and the people were swallowed whole. She could feel the heat coming closer and closer, she felt her body begin to grow hotter and hotter until her skin was becoming blackened from the heat.

“This is our pain,” A wispy agonized voice whispered from behind her.

She snapped her head toward where the voice was coming from only to be greeted with the sight of a burnt corpse. It's mouth snapped open, revealing nothing but blackness with only a blood-curdling scream emanating,”Help us rest! Protect us! Remember us and our pain!”

“Release our souls! Bring our souls to rest! Aes! Aes! WAKE UP!” a female voice called out with desperation.

Her eyes snapped open to me be met with worried brown eyes of her sister, Alicent Hightower, and sat up slowly to avoid hitting her sister. Aes looked around, realizing that she was not back in Valyria, but in her rooms at King's Landing. She looks back at her sister, noticing the bags under her eyes and her brunette colored hair seemingly in a mess.

“I take it, Helaena has not given you any respite?” Aes asks her sister with concern.

“Nay she has not. She is constantly wailing, unable to rest as if something plagues her, I know not what to do,” Alicent responds as tears well in her eyes as she plops herself onto the edge of her bed.

Aes shifted herself to sit next to her, gently wrapping an arm around her shoulders as she replied,” Where is she now?”

“The servants have her in the nursery,” Alicent replied as she began to weep, however, just as she was about to continue to speak, Aes quickly cut in,” Go rest. I'll attend Helaena this night.” 

Alicent snapped her head toward her as she asked with worry,” Are you certain? You have not had a good night's rest since your return.” 

Aes pulled her into a gentle side hug, despite her sweat as she replied back,” You need not worry about me. Go rest. I believe you have a great many duties to attend to tomorrow, your grace.”

At her playful tone Alicent let out a tired chuckle as she replied back,” You are not wrong, sister. I thank you. Please make sure that you try and get some rest.” 

“No promises sister. Besides, tomorrow will be interesting as I will formally get to meet your husband and his family,” Aes replied as she stood up from the bed, walking over her closet and opening it.

“Would you like me to summon the servants to prepare you a bath?” Alicent asked as she too stood up from the bed before she moved toward the door to her room.

“No need to disturb the servants. I'll be fine, go rest.” Aes replied as she pulled out a dark blue cotton linen shirt.

Alicent bid Aes a good night before she left, allowing Aes to let out a huff as she pulled off her night shirt. As she did so, she winced slightly as she felt the tightness of her scars that littered her back. After changing out her breast band for another, she put on her blue shirt, as she changed into her black breeches, tieing them tight to ensure they didn't fall as she made her way to leave the room. Before leaving, Aes reached for her black boots, putting them on, she made her way out of the room and toward the nursery where her niece was still crying.

Aes could see the servants fretting over the baby. They became startled when Aes cleared her throat causing them to snap their heads toward her. The one that didn’t have the baby bowed deeply, not looking up as she said,

“Good eve, Lady Hightower.”

“Forgive the noise my lady. The young one doesn't seem to be finding her rest.” 

Aes raised her hand to calm the two servants as she raised her arms out to allow the servants to place the small girl in her arms. Aes smiled as the young baby began to quiet down, causing the two servants to look at her with awe.

“Go rest you two. I will stay with little Helaena tonight.”

“But -” One of the servants began, but was cut when Aes spoke softly, yet sternly,” You will not get into trouble with the queen as I have already informed her of what I would be doing. Go rest.”

Aes paid little mind as they quickly and quietly left the room with only the candle light and the moon to keep the two company. Aes walked over to a nearby rocking chair, taking a seat upon it keeping the little girl close.

“Pesky dreams keeping you awake little one?” Aes cooed to the young baby, who began to babble a small bit before letting out a yawn. Aes chuckled as she began to hum, rocking back and forth as she started to sing softly: 

(Savage Daughters - Alexia Evellyn)

We are the Divine and inside

I light the candles of my shrine

You grow up my spine

Like the serpent who's awakening my mind

Aes watched with a smile as Haleana began to wiggle her arms sleepily as she leaned forward giving her a small kiss as she continued her song:

Let me sing louder

For all the voices who can't sing

Breaking down those barriers

That keep your heart held within

I will be a warrior, oh I will be

A sister for you (hey)

Aes watched as Helaenia closed her eyes, falling asleep quetly allow Aes to continue to sing as she rocked her with a soft smile:

To the savage daughters who's hearts still burn

My body is my temple, my hurt is my hurt

To the savage daughters, who dare to dream

With the power to move mountains

Yet wild and free

Though she didn't finish her song, Aes could only continue to smile at the small babe as she stood up slowly, she placed the little one into her crib. With another small kiss Aes returned to her seat in the rocking chair, allowing herself to drift off to dare to dream about nothing but darkness. The next day would prove a challenging day as she would meet a infuriating man would come to become a pain in her side and one she may find intriguing.

(I hope you enjoyed this fic. This literally my first ever House of the Dragons fic. Please let me know what you think! Thank you!)

[pr0shipm0gai]

CUTE X33

[miramilocamimira]

ignore if you're uncomfortable with mpreg, but a prompt request for pjo: maybe a story where zeus has dionysus in a more traditional way than through the thigh, and how his siblings react and care for him?

Oh my gods, yes!

Also, I find out how to do the read more thing!!!!

Weird

————-

Zeus knew Hera had to be behind this. He just can't tell if she knew what was going to happen either.

He hadn't had a lot of time to think- especially if he had any hope of saving the fetus. Taking a page from his brother's book, he reacted rather than think. Now, he feels an unfamiliar weight in his stomach and a flash of pain as his body shifts to accommodate.

Seeing as how many people would be like whoa Zeus, why'd you do that? He will reiterate. HE DOESN'T KNOW. WHY WOULD HE DO THIS? WHY WOULD HE CHOOSE NOT TO THINK LIKE POSEIDON?

Anyways, he’s made the decision and he will follow it through.

——-

He'd been getting constant complaints about the weather. Always “what are you upset about, now” and he'll be honest. It's pissing him off.

Then, he realizes, he might have made the wrong choice.

So, Zeus would normally consider himself to be more of a fighting person rather than a flight one. Yeeeaaah, that's.… that's not how it worked out. He'd gone back for maybe a week when Hera started asking him about Semele and he started crying. So he ran.

And by Chaos, wasn't that horrific. He'd been sitting here for hours and the memory was at the forefront of his mind, haunting him.

He may not be able to take another six months of this.

—-

Apparently, Hera had requested a search party after a week and ‘thinking she may have chased him off forever!’ As Hestia had so kindly explained when she found him. Which was great. Just fantastic. Really.

“It looks like you have an additional problem though brother.” Zeus feels his face flush as he stammered and Hestia laughed. “Do not worry. I won't tell your wife about it. I will let her know that you're… trying to calm yourself.” He releases a breathe he hadn't even realized he was holding.

“Thank you sist-”

“You should expect a visit from our other siblings though.” She says. “We have been scouring for you for, oh, two weeks now?”

“Wait Hest-” He panics as she disappears. “-iaaaaaa FUCK!”

She does come back the next day. Humming and joyful. He wanted to still be mad but she's Hestia. She's also kind enough to answer some of his questions. So that helps.

Like, let's say, for a hypothetical situation, he's pretty sure at least a new of his siblings hates him and it's unclear why they'd be searching for him if they do, in fact, hate him. This meant he had, unfortunately, been made to listen to her lecture about “family” and that while they may think he's a “dick” that doesn't mean they don't care about him.

Her eyes soften and she hugs him. Which is absolutely weird like hey Hestia why are you doing this? Literally no one ever does this and holy crap wow this actually feels nice and what does that mean? She lets go and says something about how it looks like he needed it. Which is a total lie, isn't he right? He absolutely doesn't wish she'd hug him again. Nope.

Hestia stays with him and they talk. She tells him what been going on in Olympus. It's kind of her.

“Oh! Zeus don't forget,” she starts and he's immediately worried, “stress isn't good for the baby!” She disappears and he hears a voice he has not wanted to hear since this happened.

“ZEUS WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!? I KNOW YOU’RE HERE! YOU HAD BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLANATION FOR RUNNING OFF YOU- oh.”

Poseidon.

————

Honestly, Zeus thinks, if he had been given more than a minute's notice and a bunch of screaming, he'd of handled it better.

————-

Poseidon’s eye quickly heals after being given some ambrosia and even though his brother won't stop complaining about his “violent tendencies,” Zeus can admit it's... Not horrible to see his brother again.

“So is this-?” Zeus holds up a fist. “Whoa, whoa, whoa we're all friends here!” Poseidon squeaks out.

They end up sitting in silence together.

“Really though, who’d you bottom for?”

STRESS ISNT GOOD FOR THE BABY ZEUS. OH REALLY HESTIA? THAN WHY’D YOU LET POSEIDON COME HERE?

——-

Eventually, Zeus did explain what happened. Not willingly since Hestia came back and watched them fight for a bit before telling Poseidon to “Just hug him!”

Which led to Zeus trying to escape his brother's grasp by squirming, then his default of extreme violence, and when that didn’t work, he relaxed into the hug. The weird feeling came back. He thought it might have just been because of Hestia’s hearth connection but now he's certain they are using dark magic. His face feels warm as what he’s sure is embarrassment courses through him.

“You're really light.” Poseidon notes as he rests his chin on top of Zeus’ head.

“I’m the God of the Sky, moron.” Even without looking, he can tell his brother doesn't understand. “I'm as light as air.”

“Does this mean next time you're angry we can just pick you up like a kitten.” There's a moment of silence.

Hestia starts laughing as Zeus rams his elbow back into Poseidon. “You could have just said no.” His brother gasps and Zeus huffs.

Thankfully, no-one mentions that he doesn't move away from Poseidon.

———

Hestia and Poseidon keep finding him over the next week, telling him to take it easy or making stupid jokes. This, of course, doesn't stop him as he continues going about his day and caring for his domains. Some of the sylphs under his command were kind enough to help bring his paperwork back to Olympus as needed.

Demeter being the next one to find him was a surprise though. As neither had expected it.

She caught him delegating to the sylphs and they had stood there staring when Poseidon showed up.

The misunderstanding that followed was both embarrassing and amusing.

“DID YOU KIDNAP ZEUS AND KNOCK HIM UP?” Her voice got higher and higher and Zeus was almost positive only dogs could hear her now. She started whacking Poseidon with vines as he watched his brother attempt to explain the truth. “OF COURSE YOU DID! YOU AND HADES BOTH!”

It was kinda funny. But. He is a proper God. He finished talking to the sylphs and went to finish his next task. Fetching some water for dinner.

Of course, the amusement ended when they caught him bringing the bucket back to his camp. Suddenly they were best friends and skilled in the art of being annoying.

His family is fucking weird.

———-

He does tell the truth to Demeter. Seeing as the track record so far had been being forced into confessing, he decided he wanted to get it over with.

“That's not all~” Poseidon practically sings. Now, while he may not understand where his brother is going with this, he knows it's not good. With the sky rumbling in the background, the sea God continues, “Zeus is really, really light Demeter.”

Zeus will forever deny screaming as Demeter lifts him up and decides that ‘no this is not a healthy weight, brother have you been eating’ and the sky darkens. Demeter starts going on and on about what he should do no that he's expecting and that, once again, his weight is concerning.

It takes hours. Hours. Before he can explain that he is always light and is actually heavier than usual right now so could you please stop!?

She does and he looks around. Hestia had shown up but where Poseidon decided to be useless, she had started on cooking the game he hunted. Which… is something his second sister said he shouldn't do anymore so that's great.

Demeter wraps an arm around his shoulders. The warm feeling returns. Now three of his siblings have attempted to curse him. And quietly she asks if he's doing okay. His eyes widen a bit and he hopes she doesn't notice as he nods.

“What is this!? I hug you and you assault me, she does it and you let it be? This is blatant favoritism!” Poseidon shouts and Zeus flips him off before making a show of returning Demeter’s embrace.

From the corner of his eye, Hestia looks peaceful and even content.

He's happy for her.

—————

Okay. He knew it had to happen. He knew it was inevitable. BUT WHY NOW CHILD?

Ah. Right. Maybe he should explain?

——

He could not stay in the camp all the time. And none of them will let him keep himself busy. Taking care of the campfire, ‘no Zeus, what if you get burned?’ Getting some water? ‘Don’t you dare Z— HESTIA! HESTIA, HES TRYING TO BITE ME AGAIN!’

Demeter said he should start feeling the baby kicking soon. He honestly cannot wait for this to be over. He's stomach is getting bigger as the baby does and his siblings keep hugging him and picking him up and he hates loves it. Why he couldn't have just…. Sewn the babe into his thigh or something, he doesn't know. He sighs as he walks.

He's going insane. Demeter, thankfully, has been on his side. She even got them to agree to let him take a walk, alone.

It's nice out, the sun is being pulled across the sky, and the breeze is nice. Really a beautiful day for a walk. And it continues to be until he sees a tall, near skeletal figure with their back turned to him.

“Hades?”

——

Holy shit does he have a pair of lungs. Unluckily, his voice attracts the attention of the annoy- sorry, their other siblings.

——

Hades officially becomes his favorite sibling. After the explanation, Poseidon goes to pull what he did with Demeter again and Hades merely states that he already knew.

“Zeus is a sky deity.” His eldest brother explains. “With a few exceptions, nearly all of them are ‘light’ or considered underweight even if they aren't.” Demeter and Poseidon both end up having questions about how he knows that and Zeus takes the opportunity to sit next to Hestia.

“Why were those two surprised to see me?” He asks. “I thought you told them where I was?”

“All three of them were surprised to find you, actually.” She says and holds up a hand. “All I said was a general area. Poseidon went around and screamed at everything while they were doing it the normal way.”

“How…” He's shocked. Flabbergasted. No. You know what, he is appalled. “How was he able to find me first!!?” Hestia shrugs and he notices that the others have gotten quieter.

Poseidon and Demeter are whispering to Hades. Who had looked away as soon as he looked over which is concerning because his brother’s face was getting increasingly grumpier. Hestia looks over as well.

Unhelpfully, she draws out an “ooh” and continues with “someone’s~ jealous~!”

“What? How does that look like jealousy? That's his ‘i hate you and everything you do’ face.” He gestures to himself, “I’d know. I've seen it thousands of times.”

“Why can't it be both, huh?”

“Hestia. It's Hades.” She sighs as she stands up and claps her hands.

“I've just realized that someone here hasn't attempted to hug Zeus yet.” She ignores him growling out that she's a traitor. “Hades, if you don't mind switching spots with me?”

“W-what? Wait, no I don't think he'd even want for me- I mean-” Zeus thinks, as Hades stammers, that his brother might have a heart attack. Hestia makes a show of tilting her head towards their brother. Ugh.

Hades is still stuck in a loop as Zeus gets up and sits down beside him. The older man stills. It takes a moment but when Zeus tells him that if he doesn't hurry up, he will punch him, Hades resituates himself to be able to hug the younger, with his hands gently resting over Zeus’ belly.

—-

Which brings him back to now. CHILD WHY? Zeus thinks as the baby kicks.

“Wait- did it just?” He hears from Hades and Demeter pipes up with a ‘IT’S KICKING?’ It takes a couple tries but Zeus allows everyone to feel. Since they're all more ecstatic than he is about it. When Zeus ends up needing to readjust, he gets a look at Hades.

He has an expression that Zeus hadn't seen in awhile. He always looked better when he was happy though. The baby really was bringing forth joy for gods.

“Aw, Zeus are you smiling?” Poseidon ruins everything he decides as he throws the closest thing he could find at his brother. The item in question being Hades’ Helm which causes him him to cry out and Demeter to laugh.

Zeus looks over to his eldest sibling and sees the fire she’d been tending to grow brighter. He notes that she is laughing as well as he, Poseidon, and Hades argue.

——-

Despite saying that Zeus is rude and that Hades will hate him forever, Hades does not let go of him.

———————

He will admit that having his siblings visit him more frequently has helped with a lot of things. And he may… possibly… ever so slightly… like that they’ll let him hug them. It's... Nice.

However, as the days turned to weeks, he's noticed Demeter, Hades, and Poseidon have all become… strangely obsessed. He tried to go to Hestia about it but she didn't take it seriously. She was all ‘do you mean they are being protective?’ or ‘Yeah I think you mean protective.’ and it was quite upsetting.

She did concede that they might be a bit ‘overprotective’ but that wasn't the point! The point was that they should stop but they've refused to! Now some may say that it's good to have someone looking out for you when there's the false contractions and dizziness that come with but consider this: Fuck you.

He will NOT be babied!

——

He failed.

Poseidon, despite the multiple marks on his arms that resemble Zeus’ teeth, would not let go of him and Demeter and Hades rushed to keep him from assisting with anything ‘heavy.’

Demeter wouldn't let him walk alone, Poseidon and Hades trailing a little bit behind.

And anytime he attempts to sneak away, Hades finds out and looks at him with these sad eyes and it. Is. Annoying. He won't even let Zeus fight with Poseidon anymore!

Like the last time Zeus want to go for a walk and Poseidon made the joke ‘Don't you mean waddle?’ Hades hit the sea God which, while funny, is not as satisfying.

“I'm disowning the others.” He tells Hestia who merely says he won't. Which true, but how rude!! At least play into his delusions. “So… You've been happier.” She raises a brow.

“Nearly everyone has been in a good mood lately.” He stares. “I’m just. It's rare for so many of us to be so happy all at once.” And oof. He feels that. “You're letting us do plenty of things you hadn't before. We're all actually talking- I saw Poseidon pick you up yesterday and not get attacked for once.”

“He asked that time!” Zeus defends. “And it's not biting! It's... Hugging… with my teeth.”

“Wow. I feel so loved.” Zeus and Hestia both turn to see their siblings. Poseidon holds up one of his arms. “Look, permanent reminders of all your hugs.” Zeus sniffs.

“You should.” He responds and looks away. When he hears nothing, he looks back. They all are staring at him. “What?”

“Did you just admit you care about me?” Excuse me? He thinks.

“Did you think I didn't? Why else would I let you all annoy me all of the time!?” Zeus complains. He hears multiple shouts of ‘You've never said you love us!’ “If I didn't love you idiots, I wouldn't have let any of you rant about, in order, a cactus, crossing fees, or us-be-damned DOLPHIN DRUGS!”

“Dolphins have what now?”

“Okay, in my defense, pufferfish are insane.”

————

“I'm just saying! The dolphins seem to view it as a really fun activity!” Zeus rolls his eyes as Poseidon reaches over to feel his stomach.

“Didn't you also say that they have a toxin they produce?” He really should have chosen a different point for Poseidon. Then he wouldn't have been stuck listening to this. “It will kill people!”

“Oh, please. Plenty of plants are poisonous.” Demeter brings out irrelevant fact.

“YEAH AND IT KILLS PEOPLE.” Hades uses logic. “So many end up dead because they mistake which plant is which! That leads to more renovations needing to be made!”

He grins as he listens to them. Hestia may be right after all.

———

“What do you plan to name it?” Hestia asks.

“Dionysus.”

“What is its a-”

“Are you saying Dionysus can't be his or her name. Wow. Okay. I see how it is.”

“Damn it, Zeus.”

——-

He gives birth and he hates it. It's long and painful but Dionysus is born and he's so happy.

——-

They keep the arrangement for two months more when he hands Dionysus to Hermes and asks that his older son help keep watch over the babe. Hermes agrees and they disappear, Zeus buries the feelings of regret as he lets his siblings know he's headed back to Olympus.

Hera awaits after all.

——

Hestia comes back with him. Hera is waiting at the entrance.

“Zeus.” She greets. His wife is frowning but her hair is silver and she's dressed as elegantly as ever.

“Hera.” He returns. Her eyes flash. She nods and walks away and what in Tartarus?

“What was that?!” His sister nearly shrieks and it hurts his ears. Ah. He knows Hera best, he can answer.

“That was Hera being happy.” He grins. “Hey, all of us were happy at once. Isn't that exciting?”

His sister laughs again and she gives him one last hug before returning to her duties. He continues his way back to his throne.

During their date tonight, he should tell Hera about Poseidon’s dolphins.

[clone-futon]

"Any last word, dad?" - Kaito, probably.

[phoenixyfriend]

Something something Dooku survives the Clone Wars, the Imperial Era, and even a few years past the OT...

And Luke finds him while looking for More Jedi to help him teach.

Chewie recognizes the decrepit old bastard, and there is yelling, but being A Hundred And Nine has mellowed Dooku out in his own dusty hermit hut, on the other side of the galaxy from Ben and Yoda's hermit huts.

All the Jedi ghosts are unhappy with this but Dooku is… not REFORMED, technically, but he's old and tired, even if the Force keeps him a bit more healthy and energized than the average Old Guy, and humans routinely live to pretty unreal old ages in the gffa anyway so really 109 for them is probably like 85 for us.

But yeah. Old mountain hermit (to contrast the desert and the swamp) who's been in hiding from That Dick Sidious since he lost both hands to babyface Vader in 19BBY.

@jebiknights (Sammie) said:

Dooku finds out Luke was also trained by Yoda and is like "oh Yoda finally gave me a younger brother like I always wanted"

Alternately he could probably get Luke to call him Great-Great-Grandfather.

Sammie: Funniest option is he's both which makes Luke even more confused lmao Ghost Obi wan in the background like "stop fucking using non Jedi terms to describe Jedi relationships it doesn't fucking work"

Luke calls him, irreverently, Gramps, but also. Leia definitely recognizes him as a Recent Historic Political Figure, but not until AFTER Luke has already integrated Dooku into his new Jedi school.

"Why did Chewie let him do that?" He thought it was funny. (And/or if you like Chewku, you can make this some sordid exes thing.)

"Why did R2 let him do that?" Best keep evil man in electrical prodding range.

Sammie: Leia comes to the school for her biweekly Jedi lessons and sees the newest teacher was a traitor to the Republic 😭

Best if they can find Quin or Ventress out in the black. Partly because like. Does this make Ventress their step-grandma (Quinlan's on-off something) or their great-great-aunt (Dooku's 4th apprentice)?

Sammie: Both and also Luke's niece. Luke has a migraine by the end of it and Leia is ready to disown herself. Ventress: I didn't realize the Jedi were so incestuous Luke: war flashbacks to before he realized Leia was his sister

Ahsoka in the corner with Spacebucks, five years late "Y'all suck. Hey, Quin."

Sammie: I know you likely didn't bring up Quinlan thinking of QuinObi but now I'm imagining Quinlan declaring himself their grandpa when he meets the twins bc 1) he loves to cause chaos 2) he does/did consider Anakin his kid even if not in neat non Jedi terms and 3) Obi-Wan thought being considered Anakin's father made him sound old, and Quinlan needs to harass him beyond the grave

Dooku must have a cane that the ghosts heckle him about because He Clearly Wants To Be Just Like Yoda.

@lyntergalactic (Lyn) said:

I feel like evil gramps could really bring out Ahsoka's snark once she shows up and that would be highly entertaining Ahsoka is simultaneously his most and least favorite grandchild

She's the most experienced as a Jedi (Ventress went full Sith, not just leaving the Order but following the tenets like Ahsoka, and Quinlan isn't in the lineage), has never Fallen unless you count that thing on Mortis.

Also she WILL bitch Dooku out at this age, and honestly he kind of appreciates the brutal honesty.

Ahsoka: I'm not a Jedi. All the old people: Lies

She brings up the Hondo incident since nobody else is putting in the effort. Anakin and Obi-Wan COULD as ghosts but nooooooo she has to do everything around here.

Sammie: Oh but it sets them off so hard they can barely get the story off from laughing NGL I think the twins did not understand how truly annoying Obi-Wan and Anakin could be together until the Hondo story gets told.

They are The Worst.

[meowdy-all]

I know i did NOT just get a wincest shipper across my dash in the year 2024

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

so five and lila being a thing is going right next to allison literally sexually assaulting luther in the box of things we are absolutely under no circumstances accepting as part of canon right

[normal-nightmare]

Honestly the sheer amount of gay subtext between Dick and Jason in Gotham Knights is like,, literally insane. It's impossible to ignore??

"Oh but they're brothers-" not in this game they're not! Talia refers to Jason as "Your friend Jason" when you confront Talia if you play as anyone who isn't Jason. No one corrects her either; not Barbara, Tim, OR Dick. They just get mad at her over her insisting they be glad she brought Jason back even though she took away his autonomy (Dick especially is PISSED- protective boyfriend much? Lol). Talia herself just says he's their 'friend', not brother. And I don't recall a single time any of them refer to each other as siblings in any form.

Yes they call themselves a family in the game, but it's pretty clearly in a found family way. I'd honestly compare it to the Titans, since they're a found family too, and also a team (and the batfamily works much like a team here). Plus, Barbara is part of it too, and she dated Dick in the past lol. So the batfamily very much is NOT a nuclear family in Gotham Knights, as well as the comics (though DC keeps trying to push it that way...).

Anyways there's just. So much gay subtext between Dick and Jason, and it's so obvious it's damn near just text. Their personal stories are pretty tied up in each other, especially Dicks focusing quite a bit on Jason. Their interactions and how they act around each other also hint at something more going on, little things like constantly being paired together or being physically close more often than not, to interactions being just straight up flirting:

The rooftop scene, implications of Jason looking at Dicks ass??, Dick mentioning the Belfry needs a cat and Jason taking the chance to tease and flirt with him and this audibly flusters Dick; Dick consistently calling Jason things like big guy, swole, tiger, etc; the suggestive implications when you play multi-player with Dick and Jason during the labyrinth mission that Dick "took [Jason] to Hogans Alley, and..." and Jason cutting him off with a "Okay, it's you! Fine. We don't talk about that night." (Note that Dick sounds shy and he trails off and gets quiet while talking, while Jason is very embarrassed at the memory Dick mentions)

...honestly, I could go on and on about it. Pretty much none of this feels at all platonic, it feels more pre-relationship than anything.

I just,, God it's so overtly gay?? There's no other explanation. And I'm looking at it from a very objective perspective, no shipper lenses here.

Anyways jaydick is pretty much canon in Gotham Knights and that's incredible to me

[mcsiggy]

shipping incest in the big 2024 is INSANE

and i get paid for it too!!

[alexandraisyes]

The cutest reminder ever that the way family works in TSAMS canon is that two parties have to be in mutual agreement that they are family. If one party doesn't agree then they aren't family. Parties can revoke familial ties whenever they want and that means they are no longer family.

"Code Relation" theory is stupid because you're then implying that Eclipse is Sun and Moon's child. Which he isn't. Or that Killcode is somehow Moon's child and his brother at the same time that he's Eclipse, Lunar and Bloodmoon's "father" at the same time that they're Sun and Moon's grand children. Like, we're seeing the issue here, right?

Don't make things more complicated than it has to be. Just accept the fact that family is literally determined by a verbal agreement between two animatronics and nothing else because none of them were born from wombs. That means respecting canon when characters in canon decide that they aren't comfortable being family (like Eclipse) or just straight-up disown everyone (like Bloodmoon). It's okay to have headcanons, but don't try to push them onto canon.

[flowersintheimpala69]

“Love, family—whatever we have between us” which could mean nothing!

[pr0shipm0gai]

GUYS ANDY X LEYLEY

CANON

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saw @bloodydeanwinchester's tags on this post so

*TW: SUICIDE IDEATION TYPICALLY DISCUSSED IN RELATION TO THIS EPISODE PLS TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES*

dean's always hated being stabbed. god, he'd have taken a bullet to his head over this any day. what's one last thing that doesn't go his way, he thinks.

it's uncomfortable, is the thing. the hurt, he'll take it. it's nothing he doesn't deserve, nothing he hasn't had before. but the feeling of metal slicing your innards, it's a bitch of a thing. you can never get used to it.

Atleast, he thinks, Sam's here. Atleast, he's able to say goodbye. Atleast he's not alone.

His nerves are all alight, pain painting him bright from the inside, but dean can feel the finality of this burst. it's all too fast and too slow, all at once. dean thinks about being four and the sharp sunlight waking him in his room, his sheets with hot wheels on them. he thinks about baby's headlights shining through thin motel curtains. thinks about....about angels and gods and all that blue light behind his own eyes. he thinks if this is how.. how cas felt, when dean had been stupid and cowardly , when he'd let Lucifer get to him, that night in Washington. he wonders if his soul feels like this too, all sharp angels and live current. he wonders what cas ever saw in him, why he ever tried to save him, even in hell. wishes he could see him, one last time. that wouldn't have been all that terrible.

Still, he thinks. Sam's here. Sam's here. Sam's okay.

he jolts into himself, and realizes that he's been talking, that he's been saying something to sam. he doesn't even know. dean is unraveling. he can feel his body emptying, the slickness of blood at his back.

he grabs at his brother, fists a hand in his chest. Sam's face is twisted in sorrow. Fuck. I love you, little guy, he thinks. then, fuck, don't let me go. i don't want to go. shit's never happened the way he wanted it to, but this is something else. Atleast. well, atleast he's gonna end up in the empty. that's what Billie promised him, right? Atleast he'll be with cas.

Still, Still. he's only human, and he's drowning in his own blood, can smell it, can taste it, it's everywhere, it's —

"I need you to.... to tell me... that it's okay," he says, and his voice comes out trembling, panicked. terrified. God. "I need you to tell me that it's okay."

his brother turns away from him, and dean can't hear him over the ringing in his ears, but he knows the stubborn bastard, the way his shoulders lift. God. God. Cas.

"Look at me," he pleads. "I need... I need..." he can't breathe. god, he can't breathe. "Please, Sam. I need you to tell me that it's okay."

Sam's face swims to the front of his line of sight, all warped like it's on the other side of a fishbowl. dean clutches at his brother harder. tries to, anyway. he's so tired. he's so fucking tired.

his fingers slip.

Something warm, and sam holds him in place.

"Dean...," and in another world, dean would've made fun of the blubbering mess he's become. would've teased him for caring so much about his stupid older brother. "it's okay. It's okay. i— I got you."

it's crazy, dean thinks, that it helps. the tone of his brother's voice. his face, even warped and cracking open with grief. dean raised this kid, and it was a bitch of a job, and man, did he hate it at times, but look at sam now. he did good. he did so good. he did —

dean goes under like he's being put to sleep. almost easy, almost soft. Thanks, he thinks, the last coherent thought in his head. Thanks, kid.

~

He wakes up on a road. The sun shines down bright like it's the start of summer, and there's this pleasant warmth in the air. the world around him is golden, stretching into the horizon on flat land where it meets the brown mounds of the black hills. dean blinks up at the mountains, a strange chill crawling down his spine.

"You're here early," a familiar voice says, and dean turns to find himself standing in front of Bobby's porch. light's drenched this whole place, too, making the wood panelling look blond. Bobby's fucking smiling. Shit. Shit.

dean's starting to feel disoriented, almost.

"And what's 'here' supposed to be, exactly?"

Bobby frowns, his smile slipping. he looks at dean like he's a right fool. "Heaven, dean," he says. "where else'd you think you'd go?"

dean thought.... Fuck. there's a strange emptiness pushing at the inside of dean's skin. he feels like he's been put together upside down. Billie.... Billie....

Billie's in the empty, and fuck. maybe grudges don't get passed down to the new death. fuck. fuck.

Dean stumbles to the porch steps, crumples on them when he can't go further. Absently, he's aware of Bobby moving behind him, the creaking of his rocking chair, his footsteps on the wood.

he stares out at the grass, the outline of the mountains, the clear blue sky. it's beautiful. it's nothing. it's empty. fuck. fuck. what the hell is dean supposed to do now. without — what the hell is he supposed to do?!

Bobby's hand is warm on his shoulder. dean feels small, the way he leans into it, the way he kinda wants to cry.

"what's wrong, dean?" Bobby asks, and his voice is all wrong , like he's tried to scrape the gruffness out of it and badly. dean could laugh. but. fuck. fuck.

why the hell is he here? why is he here?!

he swallows. shit's never really gone his way in life, so why would it in death? he swallows again. says, "i don't know, Bobby."

Me, he thinks. I'm what's wrong.

"i don't know."

[tesspool]

[daddario]

Friendly reminder that in Shadow the thing Dean wants for himself is for Sam to stay. The thing Dean wants for himself is Sam.

THE THING DEAN WANTS FOR HIMSELF IS SAM

[fictionkinfessions]

As an incest survivor, it does upset me to see so many people with incestuous memories of my kin and my kin's family. I try to avoid it and I won't harass anyone with these memories, but I still see it. It would hurt less if any of them seemed to care about incest survivors, but they all seem to ignore the realities of incest. I hope they and their loved ones never experience that abuse in this life... and I guess I'll keep trying to ignore it.

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