#Cass is a feral cat and we love her for it

[momo-minomo]

Batfam Cooking/Eating Habits

I know that the fandom has, for some reason, settled on the idea that Alfred and Jason are the only Waynes that can cook and the rest are health disasters but honestly the comics doesn't really support that (with the exception of Bruce and maybe Cass lol) and I have serious doubts that Alfred would let ANY of his kids go through life without basic life skills. So based on comics and my own thoughts and feelings, here's how I figure everyone's kitchen skills would be.

Bruce: He follows a VERY strict diet to maintain his peak physical condition but will break it for special occasions or feeding his kids takeout on patrol. As for cooking, for the most part Bruce is an utter disaster in the kitchen. He's had Alfred by his side his entire life so most of the time his attempts at cooking went extremely badly, even if it was something as simple as a damn sandwich as Tim can attest to here:

After Alfred's death he does eventually learns to make a few specific, simple things really well like the omelette he made for Clark here. As you can see, though, he's still pretty helpless in the kitchen with anything beyond the very basics, even dishwashers lol

Dick: Our flippiest boy is not the hopeless cereal-addicted kitchen disaster that fandom assumes he is. In fact, Tim was surprised at how good Dick is with all the "domestic skills" like cleaning, laundry, and cooking. Dick has cooked multiple times in the comics, especially for dates or Tim. He is constantly trying to feed his baby brother in general so he's cooked him pasta and soup for sure and just showed up with takeout or donuts a bunch.

Jason: I love the headcanon that Jason is a foodie and a really good cook even though I admit there's not much evidence for it in the comics. No evidence against it, either. Jason definitely loves to eat good food and doesn't bother with a strict diet like Batman and he loves a good burger. Considering his past, though, I think it's very in character that he'd learn to cook really well from Alfred so he's always self-sufficient. Since I don't have any comic snapshots of him cooking, here's Jason's eternal love for burgers instead!

Tim: His relationship with food seems kind of complicated to me. Tim on his own will eat super healthy so he remains in top shape for the job. What we see him eating, though, are things like plain salads, kale chips, and scrambled egg whites. Considering his extremely active life he should be eating more protein and larger portions but he often leaves them unfinished. As a young Robin it didn't seem like he got fed much at home, either, since you see Dick trying to feed him at every opportunity and he was always hungry if Alfred or Dick offered to cook or buy food for him.

When Tim is with other people, the YJ crew, his friends, Dick, Spoiler, etc he's far more willing to eat. Dick pulls out donuts and Tim is rubbing his hands together in anticipation. Dick brought a thermos of soup on patrol for himself but immediately hands it to Tim when he shows up and Tim downs it. So my HC is that Tim will eat as a necessity but doesn't really like to do it by himself. He's a social eater. He'll spend an entire afternoon eating a boring but healthy meal because he has to but if a friend or sibling show up he'll happily eat a full meal with them and even junk food.

As for Tim and cooking, we actually know he can and is pretty good at it! In comics he's cooked with Dick, learned to make chicken soup with his stepmom Dana when Steph was sick. We also see in the comics that Tim has prepared a full breakfast spread for when Jason shows up to a pre-arranged meeting to ask for information. Jason asks if the waffles are Alfred's recipe (apparently Alfred's one culinary sin is paste-like waffles lol) and is happy to sit down and munch when Tim assures him they aren't. He's also made pancakes for Steph and the family after patrol, a father's day dinner for Bruce, and a cake for Bernard! So Tim is a really good cook that doesn't really bother for just himself much. He prefers to go all out cooking for other people.

Cass: I don't know as much about Cass as I do the others (I need to read her stuff soon!) but I know she has terrible table manners and likes to sneak into her siblings and close friends apartments to eat their food, use their showers, and sleep. She has her own place, but she much prefers the homes and food of her loved ones. She also apparently didn't even blink at Alfred breaking into her home to stock her shelves with food, do laundry, and clean lol. With this I figure Cass doesn't really cook at all and just does take out, easy to eat meals that can be eaten cold or microwaved, and mooching off her loved ones' cooking and pantries!

[thedeviltohisangel]

List of places Cass and John have been kicked out during the war:

1. The social club

2. A bar in London

3. His own jeep (by Gale who’s sick of them)

4. His own bed (by Meatball)

I am literally obsessed with all of these scenarios. We love these feral officers.

John has 100% let his hand wander a little too high up her dress at the social club. I promise he has gotten away with making her come in the back corner. I also think John is just such a rowdy, yappy drunk and so often they rely on Cass to drag him out at the end of the night. Do we know how excited I am for them to go back to that bar in Greenland for this exact reason? The bartender is horrified that the sweet-natured, beautiful Cassandra Ann Cooper got married to that oaf.

Their time in London...I get tingles just thinking about it. I am like seriously debating if they get married before or after he learns Gale went down and I know if I asked for input and you all have provided it but all the options are just so good and I cannot decide for the life of me! Like before means they can have a night in the pub and be so happy and weightless and shut the place down or get kicked out for conceiving a baby on the table. But after also means it's angst ridden and its John knowing he's going and he's going down and wanting to be tied to her in this life so he is in the next and Cass is embracing these fleeting moments of the future she dreamed of and...I DONT KNOW

I obsess over how done with them Gale is. Like he has watched these two giggle and flirt and teasingly touch all night and he just wants a second of peace. He is relegated to the backseat so John can snuggle with Cass in the front seat and he has watched Cass lick his throat for the last time-

John getting kicked out of his bed is a theme throughout his life. Firstly by Meatball who becomes Cass' personal teddy bear on base. Then by Butter who he is just straight up competing for his wife's attention for (and losing by the way) and then by his kids who all want snuggles with their mom and have no problem leaving him not even a sliver of bed to utilize. Cheese (their cat) will snuggle up on John's chest while he sleeps in one of the kid's rooms.

[okdeedee]

i wonder how close is wompy with the other r1 members? like, are they hanging out together when cassian isn't in the base or something lol

i love them sm :""D

i love this ask anon!!! i've been rotating it in my brain on and off the last couple days and i'm sitting in rehearsal with nothing to do so here are some headcanons. of course the second i typed that they said "oh can we go back to the beginning of this scene" and i was needed.

first of all for a rogue one everyone lives no one dies thing: i don't think all of that group would necessarily formally join the rebellion. I think Baze and Chirrut would be more freelancers a la ghost crew from rebels. almost like contractors. doing force related stuff. i think they meet ahsoka and shit down the line, you know? anyway.

jyn? miss girl was radicalised. absolutely she's in. bodhi? yuh.

so with that preface done;; here we go. this got very long because the possibilities excited me. 725 words. thanks anon!!!!! ily!!

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I reckon bodhi rook and wompy (still laughing at the nickname. can't believe we're using it. wtf.) become quite good friends. Bodhi's a cargo pilot, has mechanical skills -- either he stays a pilot or joins mech crew. we only met bodhi when he was on a life-or-death mission so it's a little hard to tell what he'd be like day to day, but i just have this feeling he'd be a soothing presence despite how anxious he is. he's quite good in a crisis, incredibly strong-willed, and also friendly. he'd take to being in such a chaotic, interpersonal group like the rebellion; worlds away from the clinical and impersonal empire. I think in a perfect world, cassian could have introduced the two of you or mentioned him in passing, and then it's just a gradual friendship. a lot of shared silences working on things together, or being a little stressed together if cass and/or jyn are away on missions.

i think after the events of rogue one in a world where no one dies, bodhi maybe gets a bit spiritual, force-wise. i'd love to see him spend hours in a forest meditating, and i'd love to see wompy join him sometimes - either joining in, or just enjoying the peace and scenery.

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i think at the very beginning jyn erso is intimidating. i mean like,.,, wow this woman is intense. like admiration and also a healthy bit of fear. new life purpose and ideology aside, she's still going to have the same personality for the most part. she's not particularly trusting, and rightly so. she can be cold. but, she has this sort of two-feral-cats-that-have-trauma-bonded thing + dynamic espionage duo thing with cassian so I think she's somewhat open to this person because they're important in cassian's life. with her rebellion fervour, i reckon she's away quite often. I think the friendship starts as mutual understanding, knowing that they both care a lot about cassian. then merging into sharing little stories about childhood, about family, maybe wompy talking about losing her brother and teo. jyn shares about losing her family, being abandoned by saw.

i love the idea that their friendship is one that is founded with laughter and joy. wompy says slightly strange things that shock jyn into laughter, and jyn's dry comments make wompy snort in serious situations. a friendship like that would be really good for the both of them.

i also think greda and jyn would get along famously. they're both ice-cold bitches that aren't actually ice-cold bitches. yeah i have an agenda behind saying that. they should date.

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i fucking love chirrut îmwe and i think a) he and bodhi spend time together on base. by extension i think wompy spends time with them a bit. both chirrut and baze are sort of like the cool mentor uncle figures that wompy thinks are very cool. b) I reckon he tells lots of stories with baze about being guardians of the whills and wompy just laps them up because it's so cool, and so different to their life.

right after the events of rogue one they were looking for a ship and i reckon cassian sent baze and chirrut to wompy to see what the rebellion had around. so wompy has both of their trust, and they're their favourite mechanic.

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baze malbus isn't particularly personable and i'm not sure he ever will be. but he does have awesome dialogue and an inherent cool vibe. so i wholeheartedly believe he'll sometimes walk by, chime into a story chirrut is telling and add a super cool detail and wompy and co will just be like what the fuck!!! and baze walks away because baze is so cool.

one day wompy worked up the courage to ask baze about his massive blaster backpack thing and that was the most animated they'd seen him speak.

a couple times when womp has been especially worried about cass on a mission, chirrut has said something supportive, spiritual and cryptic, and then baze said something backhanded but complimentary about how clever cassian is and how he'll be fine.

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and otherwise we know how womp gets along with k-2 and melshi. so there's that sort of mammoth of a headcanon.

[bruciemilf]

The best thing about your fem!Bruce is that this changes NOTHING for Damian. He just has two moms because you KNOW Talia was like cooking him up in a League Easy Bake Oven.

But like imagine Damian just going absolutely feral on everyone over BruceMom because while Talia can and will kill anyone who disrespects her, B doesn’t have that luxury.

> someone cat calls or insults his mom outside of WE *cue all brothers literally having to dog pile the poor boy to keep him from dismembering body parts*

EASY BAKE OVEN LMAO -

No, but honestly; I just love to imagine that Bruce, but especially fem! Bruce, absolutely eradicated the possibility of children. Batman Is a necessary curse, and if it means sparing children of it, she's willing to make the sacrifice.

There's multiple people, too, who claimed to have slept with her, claimed they left a seed so deep no one should be surprised if she'll exchange designer dresses for maternity clothes.

" That's funny, " she says, when she's asked about it, because there's just no way to avoid intrusive questions when you're Bryce Wayne, " Seeing as I got my tubes tied since I was 18 and all. Interesting brag."

It's a gloat, first and foremost. Because she's prepared. She doesn't think there's anything Gotham wouldn't do; weather it's murduring your parents 8 or making you an unwilling mother at 18.

There's no way someone hasn't tried it with Batman once her gender is revealed; It's foolish, but she'd rather be safe than sorry

. And she offers Stephanie and Cass and basically every human superhero, (if they can bear children) access to it, if they choose to, but honestly? they're just horrified she'd get the procedure for That.

" I can't imagine someone being that cruel. Even In Gotham."

" I can."

But then they're there; Angry and troubled and trembling goodness. Looking for a target, for a fight that matters. And everything she feared would happened happened- but perhaps, the comforting thing is it'll never happen twice.

She won't let it.

" I won't let anything bad happen to you, either," Damian promises, " Mothers bleed the most and cry the least. Let me bleed for you, Mother."

Bryce hums and holds Damian a bit closer.

[cassiansnes]

NESSIAN IS ✨ART✨ pt. 1

Nesta didn’t bat an eyelash as she studied the handsome features, the muscled torso. Then turned to me. Dismissing him entirely.

Cassian’s face went almost feral. A wolf who had been circling a doe ... only to find a mountain cat wearing its hide instead.

…

that was so hot. that was so hot i collapsed. currently dehydrated as shit rn bc of these two fuckers.

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I could almost taste her pride roiling in her veins, barking to not back down.

Cassian, damn him, gave her a taunting grin.

But Nesta merely hissed, “Fine.” And went back to eating.

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baby cass is such a little shit djdkskdks ugh i love them i am so mentally unstable rn they are literally fucking with my mind. their POWER, lord have mercyyy

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Cassian watched every bite she took, every bob of her throat as she swallowed. … Cassian tore his relentless attention from Nesta long enough to nod his agreement.

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HE’S SO REAL!!!!

SAME BESTIE WE SHARE THE SAME MIND SAME THOTS SAME THIRSTS. I WOULD ALSO GIVE MY EVERY WAKING MOMENT’S WORTH OF ATTENTION TO ONE MISS NESTA ARCHERON AND HER FINE ASS FACE

….

“If the queens do come here,” she added, casting a frozen glare at Cassian …

Nesta went on, utterly unimpressed by any of us. …

Nesta just rose to her feet, a slim pillar of steel, and said to no one in particular, “If we’re done eating, then this meal is over.”

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*ritually chants* top me top me top me top me

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BONUS FROM OUR RESIDENT ANNOYING LIL HIGH LORD AND BESTIE FEYREKINS

“It’s been a few centuries since someone got under Cassian’s skin that easily. Too bad they’re both inclined to kill the other.”

Part of me shuddered at the havoc the two would wreak if they decided to stop fighting. …

I’m watching Cassian and Nesta get into it again over their tea. …

…half paying attention to my eldest sister and the Illyrian warrior’s sparring.

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tbh i hope they never stop bc it’s hot and reading about angry bitchy nesta is sexyyyy sorry. ALSO feysand totally ships the fuck out of nessian as they should.

[liya4kar]

could i get a stephcass or a deliveryshipping <3

Of course, here we go!

oOoOoOo

One of the disadvantages of being a Gothamite was to live with a rather varied gallery of criminals.

One of the disadvantages of being one of Gotham’s vigilantes was to face those said villains.

Even when it was Killer Moth, from all people, trying to break into the last Wayne tech lab while you were trying to have a rooftop boba break with your girlfriend. And that he allied himself with Ratcatcher from all the F and below rated villains, and that the mix of feral rats and the new smoth bombs, pun intended, had managed to pull one of the machines on.

If you asked Steph, the machine had already started going crazy when they were entering the room, so neither she nor Cass were at fault here. There had been nothing they could have done.

And apparently, Bruce, or his company, whatever, had been working on dimension science recently, or at the very least teleportation, because the place they were in was very much not Gotham. The sun and the sky were both too bright for it.

(When they’ll come back in Gotham, Steph would harass Bruce until he moves the dimensional machines out of Gotham. Too much hazard for her taste. And also the guilty pleasure of bullying the old man.)

“It’s too bright…” Spoiler dramatically sighed, before a black fabric suddenly covered her face.

What.

“Is it better? My mask is covering eyes, not yours.” Cass, her face fully visible without the mask, softly smiled at her.

“Yes, but… What about you?”

“I’m working with Signal, I’m used to it. Not you.”

“What about your secret identity?”

“We aren’t in Gotham anymore, are we?”

“… You know I could have used my hood, right?”

Cass blinked for a second, before smugly smiling. “Yes, but the mask is better than the hood.”

“Aww do I ever tell you how much I love you Batgirl” Steph exclaimed, jumping on Cass for a hug.

Suddenly, a cough interrupted them.

“Excuse-me… But could you explain who you are and why you just landed on our table?!” a teenage girl with two braids asked, visibly annoyed, the boy with a cat smile on her side blinking at them.

Oh yes, they forgot this detail.

[starfirette]

hc: you & helena adopt a pet together (tbh she seems like the kind of person that tries to claim she doesn’t want one but then ends up completely falling in love with it two days later)

Pet Adoption

Masterlist | More Helena Bertinelli Mayhem | inbox is closed until I can clear all my requests ❤️🌸 | this post became very personal for me......sorry about that LOL

When Helena was a child, her grandmother had a Persian cat who absolutely hated her. Helena couldn't walk into the room without this cat going feral, so Helena just wanted to, like...

But she didn't, of course, because her grandmother loved that cat more than she loved any of her previous husbands.

Helena probably wouldn't have wanted a pet ever, mostly because she had the bad experience with one as a kid. But in Harley's professional opinion, Helena was scared to love something other than you. Opening up to you was hard enough-it's why she's always grumpy and over protective.

Harley felt that Helena just couldn't handle living another being.

Fuck that, you thought. If you intended to marry Helena and adopt babies to continue the Bertinelli line, then she'd have to get used to the idea of living other things.

You adopted a little Pekingese from a woman who saved the litter from a puppy mill. They had all been adopted off to other families, but she feared they wouldn't live long, since they'd been separated from their mother toooooo early. You immediately scooped the little guy up. He was the last one, the one no one else wanted. He was small and sick and couldn't open his eyes.

When you brought him back to the house, Helena just grimaced and stared.

"He's a little guy!" You exclaimed as Helena sat on the far end of the sofa, looking sour. You were in the process of medicating the puppy. He had to drink from a little bottle.

Helena didn't like the amount of time you put into the puppy because she claimed it was a threat to your health. Yes, you did get scabies on your chest; but only because the puppy cried at night, and could only be soothed by close contact to your chest.

You suspected Helena didn't like the lack of attention you were giving her.

Eventually the puppy got better and he got bigger. He was a wild little thing. He was energetic, but protective. He tended to stick by your side and your side only. He reminded you a lot of Helena, actually.

The time came for him to be named, since he couldn't just be called "The Puppy" anymore.

Helena claimed she didn't care what you called him...but when you named the puppy Chewbacca, for his resemblance to the Star Wars character, what with his long, brown hair, she immediately started referring to him as Chewie.

She of course warmed up to the dog and started to get in good terms with him.

Pekingeses tended to like one person: the one they cared for is the one they wanted to protect.

Helena grew to love the little guy.

Chewie was spoiled, and that was all Helena's fault. She fed him gourmet meals so often that he wouldn't touch the dog food in his bowl. He slept underneath the bed. Whenever Cass or Harley came into the room at night, Chewie would come out and snap at their toes, warning them to leave his moms alone.

Helena did end up loving that dog, almost as much as she loved you.

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This post is dedicated to the real Chewie, the dog I grew up with. He was mean to us all but my mom, who did rescue him and nurse him to health. She did have scabies on her chest from cradling him.

Chewie lived a long life, and died when I was fifteen. By that time, he and I had become close. Well, as close as he would allow. He slept in my room and followed me around, even sat by me when I was sad. I think this is because I fed him sausage links when no one was around.

I was with him when he died. He crawled into his favorite spot: a patch of sunlight. I sat with him, petting him. I told him it was okay if he wanted to go.

My whole family knew it was coming. The night before, we all gathered around him and pet him so tenderly. He usually hates this, but at the time, I think he knew it was time for us all to say goodbye to each other.

I cried and cried but I stayed with his body for a little longer, praying for his wee soul.

He was an asshole that did bite your toes in the middle of the night, but I loved him.

[headcans-oneshots-and-stuff]

Half!cat!Batsis (HC)

Requested by a kitty-cat Anon: Hiya! I was wondering if I could get a Drabble/headcanon/shortfic (whichever makes you most comfortable) about a reader whose powers are akin to the villain cheetah? (Or if not that maybe just a character that’s a half animal of your choice)and how the batboys would react/interact with her? If that’s not too much trouble? Thanks for your time!

A/N: I decided that I’d make it into headcanons, but because it’s easier that way I made the reader a batsis (maybe that’s even what you wanted, not sure) also, I went with the classic - the cat girl. Tail, ears, teeth, claws and all. Basically imagine Catra from She-ra, just an itsy-bit more human

It was...unexpected...to say the least

Like everyone who know Bruce closely knows that he adopts children like others buy food

So, after almost a year or so of no new children they all knew it was bound to happen sooner or later

What they didn’t think would happen was that Bruce would come back from a mission alongside of Diana with a relativly gigantic pet carrier

Damian is basically vibrating with excitement at the prospect of a new pet

But Bruce quickly shuts that down and tells him to wait and see

He opens the carrier and they all (Him, Damian, Alfred, Jason, Dick, Cass and Tim) stand back and watch as a figure starts slowely, carefully, crawling out of it

Que to all of them stopping to breath for a second

Out of the carrier comes you, looking scared and fragile, your hair messy around your cat-ears, your slitted eyes looking around franticly, your tail puffy

For a few seconds none of the batfam members in the room moved, but then Dick managed to screw it up by stepping forward and clumsily stumbling over the carpet, falling over Jason who yelps

The loud sound alarmed you and you immediatly jumped over the carrier and behind it

“Great work idiots,” Damian huffes, inwardly fighting with himself if he should be in awe or annoyed. On one side he loved animals and you looked so cute, almost cute enough for him to ignore that he didn’t want another sibling

But he could almost imagine you as his sister

Bruce, too, scolded them shortly before stepping forward and managing to coo you out of your hiding spot

After that it takes a while

If we ignore Bruce who you must have someone bonded to before he had taken you back to Gotham, you had a pretty hard time getting used to your new environment and the people

You grew up in the wild, basically feral, so you didn’t really have the best way to comunicate with others

In fact, the first you start to get some sort of connection with is Alfred...Alfred the Cat

It’s like the always grumpy cat somehow adopted you and around him you were almost tame 

When you hunted and killed mice (something that everyone really had to get used to) you brought them to Alfred the Cat (much to Alfred the Human’s annoyment) 

But that opened the door for the next person

Because there’s only one other person that Alfred the cat liked and that was Damian

So you cat-parent kinda served as a bridge between the two of you and Damian, who by now kind of got over the whole “I’m the only real child” thing, soon become another one of your accepted people

From then on it wasn’t uncommon for you to be found out following him or cuddling with him (he was one of the few who was allowed to scratch your ears or pet you) and all the others were JEALOUS

Cue to the competition about who would get you to like them first

No one is surprised when not even a week later they walk into your room to see you in clothes that you would have shredded only days earlier with Cass behind you making your hair and you purring(?)

Like what?

That girl is too much

But they won’t admit defeat just yet

The next on in line is ‘stray-cat-lover-Jason-Todd’ 

He goes full on cat route and uses every animalistic instinct you have against his brothers

Dick tries to get you to let him even touch one of your ears?

Guess who now has a red laser dot on their face which is soon followed by a very excited you (with very sharp claws)?

Tim tries to get you to eat with a spoon?

WAS THAT A MOUSE THAT JUST RAN THROUGH THE ROOM? 

Yep, he’s a butt, but a clever one

He get’s you to bond with him by always having catnip with him or just generally using his kitty-knowledge to make you happy

Now it’s between Tim and Dick

Both are having a somewhat hard time

The only thing Tim had on him was that you were always spending time with him at the Batcomputer when the other ones were out

Even though that always ended with a cup of coffee shattered on the floor (he had changed to paper-cups by now, just to be sure)

And Dick had no luck at all

Ever since the first day you somehow always had a doubtful eye on him

Even when you start talking and adapt more civil-human-behaviour with the help of the siblings that you had accepted by now, you still ignored Dick

But sooner or later Jason and Damian would start to have pity on him (not Cass tho, she wants you all to herself) and Tim and they help the two of them connect with you

[fairfaxleasee]

"You mock my pain." for characters of your choice?

For @dadrunkwriting

Anders leafed through his armful of papers one last time. He was standing on Cassia Hawke's doorway - if he could just, finally, get through to the woman there might still be a chance. Cassia's arguments and analyses were brilliant - if she would just help him with his manifesto, show him how to write it so he could make people see, she could actually be a Champion instead of just being called a Champion.

Of course, Cassia probably hated that title more than anyone else in the city. He never had figured out why someone so brilliant would hate center-stage as much as she did. Or why she would devote herself to that elf. Anders had watched her spend three years wallowing in the misery Fenris had caused; she never once cared what he did for her, never once thanked him for saving her life, never once even looked twice at him, but the second the elf asked a favor she jumps to do it and she let him right back into her life. Well, if she wasn't careful she wouldn't have Anders to help her the next time the elf ripped her heart out. The least she could do to repay him was help him with the manifesto. And that wasn't mentioning what she still owed Bethany.

He knocked on the door. Cassia's servant opened it. She looked surprised, then angry to see Anders. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see Hawke. Now let me in."

"Mistress Hawke didn't say she was expecting anyone. And she doesn't like unexpected guests." Orana tried to close the door.

Anders stuck his hand in the jamb to stop her doing it, "That didn't stop you from letting me in before."

"I - that's - we don't need you anymore! Now leave!"

"Oh, of course! Mages are handy to have around when you need them, aren't they?"

"Please leave!"

"Does Hawke even know how much I did for her?"

"That's -"

"She doesn't, does she? Maybe I should just tell her the next time I see her. Given how much she hates unexpected guests. I'm sure she'd love to know about all the times you invited me in. And what I saw when I was there."

Orana looked away and was breathing heavily. Anders felt a bit bad for twisting her arm like this, but he needed to see Cassia, and he wasn't taking 'no' for an answer.

Eventually Orana whispered, "I'll tell the Mistress you're here."

She tried to close the door, but Anders pushed it open and strode into the foyer. Orana glared at him, but they both knew that even without his magic, there was no way the petite elf was going to be able to force him out. "Stay here." She rushed off to the back of the house.

Anders looked around the room. Orana had left the door she'd taken to find Cassia open. Anders walked over to follow her through it - Cassia needed to understand how important this was.

An angry hiss from the floor and a sharp pain in his foot cut him off. "What the -" He looked down to see the small tabby he'd given Cassia the previous week. He usually liked cats, but this cat hated him with a fiery passion that might just burn brighter than his hatred for the Templars. Of course, from what he could tell, the cat (who Cassia had named Dante of all things) hated anyone who wasn't Cassia. He glared down at the thing.

Anders wasn't sure how, but the cat laughed to itself and began speaking, "Vell, vell, vell- so ve meet AGAIN, Mister Mage."

He wasn't sure where the cat had acquired its almost comical accent, but he decided not to comment on that. Instead he quipped, "Oh, Maker I forgot she has TWO of you..."

"Ach, your memories, they are such fragile, slippery things. I do so vunder what else you may be mis-remembering in that tiny little brain of yours. Ah, if only I could examine it." The cat hopped up on the bench next to Anders and hissed at him again.

Anders took a few steps back, hopefully out of the cat's range. "Oh no! I'm not letting you poke around in my head-literally or figuratively."

The cat left the stool to follow Anders, "It is so crowded in there, isn't it? And it is not all that spacious in the first place." The cat stepped on the pile of papers that Anders must have dropped in his retreat. It proceeded to knock them in all directions and smear the ink around. "Oh, and what's this? Oh, did you think you could convince mein Mistress to raise the quality of your middling little 'manifesto'? Come, my friend-we both know that is a waste of both her time and talents."

"That's not for you to say!"

"Oh, I think you will find it is very much for me to say. After all, it's not like you're velkommen here!"

The cat lunged at Anders with a feral hiss. Anders jumped back, hit his head on something, and blacked out.

When he came to, Fenris was standing over him, grinning. He tried to get out up, but the cat had settled on his chest (and he'd have known without the renewed attacks that it was to restrict his movements, not out of any kind of affection).

Fenris laughed down at him.

"You mock my pain!" Anders spat.

Fenris let out one last peal of laughter and shoot his head. "No, mage. I'm not mocking it. But I am enjoying it. Besides, you're the reason Cass has the damn cat-thing in the first place - it's only fitting you get to see what a fine gift it was."

"Are you going to help me up any time soon?"

"I'm not going to help you up at all."

Anders tried to get up again, but the cat swiped a clawed paw across his face. "Damn it!"

"How does it feel, mage? To be completely at the mercy of something that sees you as wholly insignificant?"

"Reminds me of the Templars. Only not as cuddly."

Fenris opened his mouth to respond, but stopped and looked up. Anders couldn't follow his gaze, but the voice that carried down from the balcony solved that mystery.

Cassia must have finally come out from wherever she'd been. "Fenris? Have you seen Dante?"

Fenris glanced down at either Anders or the cat. "Uh... We've decided to work out our differences?"

"Do I like how that sounds?" Cassia sounded slightly annoyed.

Fenris responded immediately. "Yes. We're being nice. ...to each other."

"Do I have any follow up questions?" Cassia asked.

"No but you might want to make sure there aren't any copies of a particular manifesto lying around." Fenris grinned down at Anders for that last part.

"Fine, Cassia sounded like Fenris had just told her what he'd like for dinner. "I'll get rid of all but five."

Fenris looked back up at her, "Why five?"

"Because not having ANY would look suspicious."

Anders had had enough of listening to people plan to kill him like they were discussing weekend plans. He shouted, "HOW MUCH THOUGHT DO YOU PUT INTO KILLING PEOPLE!"

He heard Cassia laugh from above him. "Wow, Fenris, your Anders impression is getting good! And I didn't even see your lips move."

The elf grinned, "You know I like to impress you, Cass."

"You know that wasn't an impression, Hawke!"

She laughed, "Well, since you're clearly committed to the schtick, Fenris, I suppose I'll answer the question. I don't put any thought into killing people. None. That would be premeditation. I just consider several contingencies and what the most rational courses of action would be for them."

"Hawke! Would you get down here and help me?"

"Sorry. It's suddenly so cold in here. I need to go around and find some kindling."

"Hawke! Hawke?!"

Fenris laughed. "She's gone, mage. But you were so eager to barge in here. I hope you enjoy your stay."

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Father, This Is Your Future Son-In-Law.

A short little side companion fic to my Adrien x Damian series. 

First: Fuck. I’m Gay. 

Second: Damn, You’re Looking Fine. 

Third: Shit. I Got To Deal With This Bitch (Again).

I’m still working on the fourth and final part of the series (it won’t be as long of a wait as Part 3). But I wanted to write how the Batfam reacted to their youngest suddenly getting a boyfriend while abroad. 

Creative liberties were taken. Also, this is a crack writing. 

The Demon Spawn who has gotten better at not attacking people at first sight but still just tolerates people. And his holier-than-thou attitude is still there with his love for throwing insults around like free candy. 

This is the kid that manages to snag a pure cinnamon roll sunshine as a boyfriend?

This angry grumpy child? 

Needless to say, the Batfam is in disbelief.

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“What?” Bruce thought that the Teen Titans mission in Europe was done. “Why do you want to stay in Paris longer? Is something wrong?”

“No Father. I have simply found someone I wish to court. I will be spending time in Paris to see how best to present myself as an exceptional suitor that is all. Give my regards to Grayson that I will be missing Family Night but that I will make it up by introducing him to his future brother-in-law soon.” 

Bruce was too much in shock to answer when Damian hung up. 

“DICK!” 

“I think it’s cute that Dami is getting a boyfriend.” 

“Dick, you oblivious and naive child, you are completely missing the point.” 

Dick rolled his eyes. “Look, I’m pretty sure Damian isn’t actually going to marry someone right now.”

“He said ‘future brother-in-law’ inferring that this courtship he wants to initiate will end in a wedding.” 

“I think you are reading too much into this, B.” 

“And you are not reading enough. Have I taught you nothing at all?

“You taught me paranoia.” 

“I taught you to be prepared for every kind of situation.”

“Pretty sure the possibility of your 17-year-old son getting hitched in Paris can be ruled out.” 

“Where did I go wrong with you?” 

And Dick rolled his eyes once again at Bruce’s dramatic-ness. This. This is where Damian gets it from. 

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Ever the peace keeper in this dysfunctional trainwreck of a family, Dick managed to stop Bruce from flying to Paris. But much to their frustrations (even Dick’s who wanted to know who captured his baby bro’s heart), Damian did not tell them the name of his potential boyfriend. 

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All in all, Damian spent about two months and a half in Paris before coming back home to Gotham. And the Batfam could see a difference right away. 

Damian was happy. He smiled (it was a little one but it had Dick squealing in joy) more and he was more tolerate of his brothers and schoolmates. 

“We should’ve shipped him off to Paris earlier if he comes back like this.” 

Tim was still staring at Damian like he was an alien. The demon spawn still insulted him every other day but hasn’t threatened to kill him at all since he came back. No ripping out his intestines to feed to the vultures or throwing him off a building for the rats to feast on. It was nice. Although a little part of him felt slightly unnerving. He doesn’t have any contingency plans involving a Nice!Damian. 

Dick shook his head fondly at his little brother, taking away his coffee full of too much caffeine and replacing it with decaf. He has truly ascended to motherhood. “Well, I think it’s nice that Little D found love.”

“In the city of love. Is no one paying attention to that part?” Jason munched on one of Alfred’s cookies. “Cause I think that’s hilarious. I thought Baby Bat would’ve choked on all the happiness and bright clean air there.”

Dick whacked his arm. “Stop being mean to Dami.”

“But Dickie. It’s how I show affection.” 

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Adrien Agreste was the son of the supervillain Hawk Moth that have terrorizing Paris for the last 3 years. Batman was not at all pleased to hear that the Parisian heroes called for help and the Justice League turned them away. People have paid for that. Dearly. 

“So his mom’s dead and his dad’s a criminal?” Jason looked over Bruce’s shoulder at the BatComputer. “Kid’ll fit right in with our family. Demon sure knows how to pick them.”

“Hnn.” Bruce grunted. 

“I mean with you dating Selina, a notorious thief and doing the thing with Talia, a very dangerously lethal assassin, it’s no wonder where your son got his taste from.” 

“Jason.” Bruce grunted in a warning tone. 

“I mean when I’m right, I’m right.”

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“Ok.” Tim started off tonight’s Family Meeting (excluding Damian), the topic being one certain ex-assassin’s love interest. “Looking further into the Agreste kid shows he clearly did not take after his villainous dad. He is one of Paris’ teenage models and have a huge fanbase dedicated to how pure and sweet he is. He is a literal walking ray of sunshine.” 

“How the fuck did that sunshine child tame our literal feral demon brother?” Jason said. Always the VIP asking the important questions here.

Tim actually had an answer for that. He pulled out several charts and data on his laptop and showed it to the others. “Looking further into Adrien, I have found evidence that he is the cat-themed superhero Chat Noir. Being a loveable and touch-starved kitten appealed to the demon brat’s almost non-existent affections.” 

“Timmy, Dami is capable of love.” Dick said in a disappointed voice. 

“I said almost non-existent, didn’t I?” Tim waved the Mom’s disappointment away. “But you guys have got to see this.” 

He pulled up a video of Chat Noir and Ladybug on the big screen. They watched him using his signature move: cataclysm. No one spoke for a few minutes as they processed the sheer destructive powers of the hero.

“You know what.” Jason broke the silence. “I have no more questions. I can kind of see how Agreste is the demon’s type.” 

What baby assassin wouldn’t be turned on by the literal godly destructive powers the baby kitten held in his hands? 

Dick, the only one wanting to keep things semi-PG here, smacked the back of his head. 

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“Baby brother.” Cass greeted. She is back home from her Hong Kong trip and heard all about the famous Adrien Agreste. She thought it was adorable and that Adrien and Damian made a cute couple. 

“Hello, Cassandra.” 

She peered down at the list he was currently making. She gestured towards it with a confused look. 

“I am compiling a list of tasks that needs to be done before my Chaton and new sister-in-law come to Gotham. Only the best for them after all. 

Her eyes lit up. “New sister?”

“Yes. My mon amour’s sister will be our new one.” He pulled out a picture of her on his phone for Cass to see. “Her name is Marinette and she will be a fine addition to the family.” 

“Baby sister.” Cass said happily. She was always up for new family members. 

“Yes. I imagine you two will get along the best.” 

But she couldn’t help but notice that with all the preparations he is making, even if it is for his boyfriend and new sister, is a bit —how would Steph say it?— overkill. 

Her coal black eyes were sharp as she observed his body language. “You very serious on this. Why?” 

He can never hide anything from his sister. “I wish for them to have a good impression of our family so that their family will not be disincline to reject my proposal for marriage.”

“Marriage?” She was still quite unfamiliar with some words in English. 

“It means that you will be getting another brother too.” 

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“We will wed.” 

Dick hasn’t even finished his cereal yet. He looked over at Damian’s serious expression. “Did you even ask him yet?” 

“I will present myself as an extraordinary suitor that he will be more inclined to say yes when I ask.” 

“At least you’re treating your man right.”

Damian took offense. “Why wouldn’t I treat my mon amour with anything but the upmost respect and love?”

“I didn’t mean it like that, Little D. I’m just glad you’re in a good relationship and from what I can see, Adrien adores you very much.”

Damian smiled. “I adore my Chaton a great deal as well. Would you like to come with me to pick out a ring?

Dick could just hear Bruce’s voice in his head saying he shouldn’t be encouraging this. But come on, this was his baby brother who grew up learning how to hurt people finding a precious loving relationship for himself and he will be damned if he doesn’t support this. 

“Of course. I’ll be honored to help.”

His baby brother brightened before he launched into a rant. 

“I’m having trouble finding the perfect gem to complement his eyes. They are a certain shade of forest green you see. And many jewelry stores do me a great disservice by not having that certain shade or having utterly appalling quality for what my Chaton deserves.” 

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[jellicle-jemmy]

So I wrote this a little over two years ago. They are my first thoughts in watching CATS (2019)

This was written basically as soon as I got home from the theatre in 2019. I truly hope you enjoy these, as they have been gathering dust in my drafts. Now, without further ado:

These are just some of my thoughts I had while watching and my initial reaction to the film I have just watched.

Okay, first of all, me and my pals thought we were in the wrong cinema for a couple minutes because there were faaaaar too many people in the cinema

Overture:

As we all know, the music slaps and me and my pals were straight vibing as the camera panned down. 

And then the cats appeared. I legit was thinking, “wow they actually made them look like that, huh?”

I immediately identified Munk, Cass, Dem and Syllabub

SPIDER MUNK! SPIDER MUNK! DOES WHATEVER A SPIDER MUNK DOES!

fr tho why did he climb down that wall like that that’s not how cats work

Why are they surrounding her like that?? ARE THEY SUMMONING A DEMON WTF?? I’M SO DIZZY

[Victoria appears] Oh look it’s a babey

I took a forty, smashed in on the ground and yelled SCATTER

Jellicle Songs For Jellicle Cats

Laurie Davidson is babey 

This isn’t too bad. I like the way that this number is being handled so far

AAaaaaaaaand now it’s funky town WTF

The music just went rachachacha on us

Munk really be out here straight vibing throughout the whole song

I do like how he’s kind of leading the whole numberits fun to watch

As always, there’s my babey Syllabub

We need to talk about the feet. Or maybe we shouldn’t. Yeah let’s not.

What is with the clapping in the music? Who is clapping? The cats aren’t. The audience certainly isnt. ( @whatsajinglebellcat said “It’s the clap of their ass cheeks as they’re dancing”)

The choreography is mediocre at best, I really dislike Andy’s choreography, why are they like that?????

Francesca Hayward is babey

How is Syllabub able to hang from that position wtf, surely that hurts

Robbie Fairchild as Munk is both daddy and babey (i’m said it I’m not sorry)

The jellicles seem to be having fun at least which is nice

Macavity Dialogue Bit

That Moriarty reference flashing into a wanted poster for Macavity is beautiful thank you so much to whoever pitched that and implemented that

Ooooo Macavity already sounds interesting

Once again, Laurie Davidson as Misto is babey

Demeter and Cassandra, why are you such bitches? Dear lord

The Naming of Cats // Invitation to the Jellicle Ball

Ngl I actually really like this bit

Deadass seems like a cult initiation but we’ve long ago established that the Jellicle tribe is a cult anyway

Munkustrap ur doing so good sweetie

Victoria darling u are one in the babey club

As always, there is Syllabub straight vibing

Mr Strap, Munk that is a child, why are you dancing with her like that?!

Francesca is a stunning wonderful dancer but she should’ve been dancing by herself more

Mr Mistofelees you are such babey ur so cute darling, he’s doing so good

Munk why did you have to sing your bit and then restate it while talking we’re not stupid!

oh wait.

a lot of people still don’t get the plot

carry on, and maybe say it again

The Old Gumbie Cat (Coming from someone who has played Jennyanydots)

no

no no

no no no

no no nope not happening no

no way

don’t like that at all

why is she doing that

why does she sound like that

Munk ur doing so good but why

Why is she spreading eagle like that

why do the mice look like that

why do the roaches look like that

WHY DID SHE UNZIP HERSELF DEAR GOD MY EYES

NO FUNNY FAT CAT BOING BOING 

The Rum Tum Tugger

ooooo... this... is alright

actually

hold up

wait

why is this actually good

awww Jenny and Munk are so cute i’m glad they did munk and jenny’s friendship

Damn Tugger is fun

Okay, why is he reacting to Vic that way

Who cares this slaps

Jason Derulo was a good Rum Tum Tugger choice there I said it

Oh my god i actually love his voice

Syllabub = babey

dear god Jenny that comment about Tugger and being neutered isn’t very in character but I cackled

Jenny sweetie pls don’t try and breakdance

Okay the milk is fucking weird

this is weird

okay nvmind it’s good again

Tugger really be feeling himself in those riffs. and so he should

Grizabella The Glamour Cat

This is well handled

I really like how Griz sang her bit to the curious Victoria

I love that not everyone realised Griz was there right away

Of course, that is 

oooo Cass and Dem are feisty 

Deadass Cass seems like Grizabella’s child??!!!

Oh my god they look like the Jets or the Sharks are they about to start clicking????!!!!

Gang gang

Once again - syllabub, i see you and i love you

Dialogue Interlude

Griz went of with Maccy Boi huh?

Macavity you fuckin’ bitch

I barely remember what happened but that transition into Bustopher Jones really doesn’t fit

I think Bustopher and Jenny had a fight? Umm? Why?

Bustopher Jones

I had a real trouble keeping an eye on whats going on in this number

Why are all his ‘clubs’ just dumpsters? Like no. That’s-

That’s not really

No

JESUS CHRIST JENNY REALLY JUST WENT POOF HUH

THANOS SNAPPED THAT QUEEN

HOLY SHIT

I LITERALLY JUMPED OUT OF MY CHAIR

After that I was just watching my friend who played Bustopher to see his reaction to everything

Also why is he singing this entire number by himself

Maitre’D (or however the fuck that name is spelled) is married to Bustopher and no one can change my mind

Why is “the cat in spats” so funny, Macavity? Huh? I did like that Mac poked fun at his fashion sense rather than his weight tho

Also why did Bustopher fucking flyyyy??????

Aaaaaaaaand down the slide Veruca Salt style

Growltiger Interlude

Could’ve raised a lot of red flags with this number, but just establishing the character where all the kidnapped characters ended up, I liked

Also what did Growltiger actually do to Bustopher

And that gag about the rhyming of “aims” and “thames” ran a little too long ngl

But I liked the mauled ear on Growltiger - nice nod and detail

Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer

These two really said “Be gay, do crimes”

I love them

I fucking love them

And this rendition

10/10 I love this whole number

They’re a little more evil than playful but I literally don’t care because they’re awesome

The jewels on Victoria? Stan

Mungojerrie is such a cute dumb bitch and I love him so much

Their accents are so cute

The house is stunning

Victoria? Babey.

Mungojerrie? Babey.

Rumpleteazer? Babey.

This number was so much fun and is probably my favourite

And their fur designs are so cute too!

I love this song. I love the version. I love everything about it.

Mistofelees X Victoria Interlude

Once again, the twins are babey

You know who else is babey? My clumsy and adorable boy Misto

Clumsy sweetie

Wow they’re going for Mistoria huh?

Why didn’t they play up Mungo and Teazer knowing Vic before the ball? Why is there just a nod to it in when Munk asks about the jewel Vic wears

Old Deuteronomy

I adore Robbie Fairchild

Why does Old Doot appear like a new rival in a video game?

The rendering was so bad in that moment

But Munk is so sweet when Doot appears

They are mother and son, and no one can change my mind

Judi Dench really can’t sing huh...

It’s so raspy and yick

Also her coat is so odd and I hate it

Deadass she looks like an albino

Song of the Jellicles

I genuinely couldn’t tell if I liked or disliked the fact that everyone sang everything

“Meow meow meow meow” Gus dear god why

Again, we’re back into the whole cult thing

Jellicle Ball

The whole cinema lost their minds laughing through this whole choreography and I hated it

But Syllabub got some dance moves

Tugger saying “With your permission” ummm??? He is Doot’s other more feral son

The choreography was good at some points but for the most part it was eh

The music is bangin’ tho

And then they all died lmao

Memory

WHY DOES GRIZ HAVE SO MUCH SNOT

that is all

PART 2 COMING SOON

[fearfulkittenwrites]

Gala and “I’m allergic to bullshit.”

Word count: 2244

Link for it on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26180371

Notes: Hey! This was beta'd by @3ambird​ , who is an amazing sweetheart and improves evertything they touch. Thank you for the help!

Galas were never fun. Bruce had hated them as a kid, and hated them as teen, and he hates them as an adult. Still, he has to maintain appearances, so he always attends. And as his family grew, his kids were forced to attend as well.

Dick Grayson was particularly good at socializing. After he moved past his teenage rage, of course. He used to get in passive aggressive arguments with the rich CEOs and company owners all the time. He still does, but at least now he was good at it to the point where it almost couldn’t be recognized as an argument, instead of jumping on the necks of greedy millionaires that bought land out of poor people.

That was an interesting headline.

Jason sucked at galas. Soon enough, he figured out that if he started enough awkward conversations, people wouldn’t want to talk to him anymore. Especially the creepy single older women, pinching his cheeks and squeezing his biceps.

“Say, Claire, what’s your opinion on the alarming rate at which the bees are disappearing? They say that’s because of all the chemicals we put in our food.” He’d smile, carefully holding his glass. Bruce would struggle to hide his gasp, because Jason, that’s the owner of the highest earning pesticides company in the country.

“Well, Roger, I’m certain that the legalization of abortions would be a great thing, considering that now your mistresses won’t have to be sent overseas to terminate the unwanted preganancies you give them, right?” He’d say, and Bruce would nearly have a heart attack, because Jason, that’s the president of Gotham’s conservative party.

“Oh, you see, Sandra, I think that gay marriage should not only be legalized, but encouraged. If straight couples were to cease existing, then no more children would be born, and honestly, no one needs any more of those snotty gremlins running around, ruining perfectly good tapestry.” And Bruce would faint, because Jason, for God’s sake, that is the leader of the Gotham’s Motherhood Association.

Tim wasn’t all that bad. He could be social with a little effort, and he was far more used to galas than any of the other family members, having grown up attending them. Of course, all of that was only valid when he wasn’t sleep deprived, which, considering all he had on his plate, was roughly 32% of the time. When he was running on three hours of sleep and seven cups of caffeine a day, trying to finish a project, run his share of the Wayne Enterprises, and manage school work, he became a bit more irritable and impatient. And extremely impulsive. Which is mainly why Bruce asked Dick to stand by his brother through most of the night.

“We both know you’re his impulse control, Dick.” He said, adjusting his oldest son’s tie “Remember what happened the last time he was left unattended for fifteen minutes?”

“He got into an argument with a young Creationist and dunked his own head in an ice bowl after screaming ‘Fuck God! I can hear colors and dinosaurs rule!’” Dick sighed, “Yeah, I’ll keep an eye on him.”

Cass despised them, but Bruce insisted she should attend anyway. More often than not, she’d just stay at the table, tasting as many appetizers as the waiters would bring her, and shooting murderous looks at anyone who sneered at her. Bruce was relieved that at least she wasn’t cracking any bones.

Damian was... Better than Jason and worse than Dick. He had an unamused expression through most of the event, and would unceremoniously swat away any hands that tried to pinch his cheeks. Other than that, he wasn’t much trouble. The real trouble were galas all Wayne kids attended. The five of them could cause enough trouble when they were apart, together they were the embodiment of chaos.

And this was supposed to be a calm, slightly boring family evening. It really was.

But Bruce just had to bring all five of them.

Everything had to go just right. As they walked in through the red carpet, the media was eating up the image of the six Waynes dressed formally; Each of them had a tie color matching their hero uniform (a cheeky thing they enjoyed doing to play with the theorists minds), Dick had a dark blue one, Tim and Jason slightly varying tones of red, Damian had a green one and Bruce had a black one. Cass wore a long black dress that sparkled when it was hit by the light in just the right way.

The first sign was the reporter, who, while aggressively pointing a microphone in their faces, asked pushy questions about relationships and the like, nothing out of the ordinary, until he shoved it in Cass’ face and asked her if she could even speak. Jason almost broke the man’s nose. Bruce silently thanked God for Dick, who stepped in front of the man before that happened.

“Try some shit like that again pal, you’ll hear from our lawyers.” He led his sister inside, a protective hand on her back.

They calmed down. And Bruce still had hopes that this would be a quiet evening.

Looking back at it, he doesn’t know why.

Because as Dick and Cass were at the bar, ordering drinks, a woman stood next to them, trying to make small talk. Neither of them seemed too interested in her; she is a hassle at every gala, making weird advances on all of the boys. Today, however, she was a little more tipsy, and Bruce couldn’t quite make out what exactly the conversation was about, but Dick was clearly uncomfortable and Cass was fuming. The woman kept grabbing at him, sliding her hands over his tie, squeezing his arms. And then she squeezed his ass, and it took Cass less than a second to break her nose.

If they were any other family, Cass would have been thrown out of the party, but they were the Waynes, and you do not throw a Wayne out of a party. If she punched a middle-aged woman, then she punched a middle-aged woman. Bring her a glass of water and some ice for her injured hand.

Of course, it didn’t end there.

Bruce was still surprised he didn’t have gray hairs yet.

Because Damian had discovered and made friends with a stray cat in the garden, and Jason had a laser pointer, because of course Jason had a laser pointer, and the cat ended up knocking down not one, not two, but three expensive pieces of pottery, shattering them on the gravel floor. And when the house owner saw the damage, he turned pale and had to hold back his tears. Jason laughed.

“-tt-.” Damian stated, adjusting his suit “You owe that cat a favour,those vases ruined the garden’s aesthetic. Regardless, I’m sure father will be more than happy to compensate you for the damages.”

He walked back to the party slowly, passing by the man who would need some time to make it back.

Once Jason broke him the news, Bruce thought (and hoped) that that would be it.

But no, the night was young, and there was so much time left and the batsibilings for sure wouldn’t waste it.

The previous statement about sleep deprived Tim?

Well.

Tonight, he had to pick a fight with an essential-oil-loving, antivax mother. Simply because he liked to torture himself. And because nobody realised he was alone until Bruce spotted him in the crowd, eye twitching as a woman rambled about all the heavy metals and chemicals that vaccines had in them. He thought about getting to him, but he knew it was too late. There was no going back now.

“Well, you see Karen,” He started.

“Uuum, my name’s Patricia.” She interrupted.

“I’m a billionaire’s heir, I don’t give a shit.” He said “Anyways. As I was saying, the thing is, I’d rather take the chance of being injecting myself with mercury than, oh, I don’t know, get meningitis and fucking die?”

The circle went quiet. Another woman, wanting to dissipate the tension, tried to restart the conversation.

“I-I mean, I don’t understand why can’t they make something safer, right? Like, when we used to throw those smallpox parties, why won’t they make something that works like that? So that we can build a natural immunity instead of all of those chemicals.” She laughed awkwardly.

Tim slapped his own face so hard that it attracted a lot of eyes.

“How. Do. You. Think. Vaccines. Work. Susan?”

“M-my name is Mary.”

“I don’t give a fuck.” He answered. And just in time, Dick swooped in.

“Hey, Timmy!” He greeted “Can I borrow this guy for a second?” He didn’t wait for an answer as he guided Tim out to the garden.

“Fucking idiots.” He muttered “I don’t know how they have so much money. They’re all fucking idiots, Dick. I’m surrounded by dumbasses.”

“There, there.” He said “Okay, we’re far enough.” He looked around “Go ahead.”

And Tim let out the most horrendous, rage filled scream any of those guests had ever heard. Because of course they heard it. Bruce sighed and shrunk on his chair.

“Better?” Dick asked as he finished, patting his back.

“So much.” Tim answered.

“You should’ve slept a little before this.”

“No way. I’m totally fine.” He answered “I had three cans of monster before we left, so I feel great.” Dick raised an eyebrow, worried.

“Whatever you say, buddy.” He led him back inside, tidying up his brother’s hair “Just... No more picking fights with moms tonight, okay?”

And Bruce thought that was enough. Bruce was certain that this would be the last incident.

But his kids just loved proving him wrong.

He thought that the best strategy would be to ask them to stick together, so that Dick’s responsibility and social skills would keep his feral siblings under control. He should’ve known it would backfire.

The last he checked, they were making small talk with some CEOs on the edge of the room, away from the dance floor. Jason, Cass and Damian seemed completely bored, Tim was clenching his jaw for some reason, and Dick tried his best to look polished and polite.

“So, I heard that Wayne Enterprises have a new project?” One of them asked, chest so projected forwards it looked like it was about to explode.

“Yes. Yes we do.” Dick said, smiling politely “We’re opening up a refugee housing program.”

“Oh, so that’s what those buildings are for?”

“Yes, exactly!” He exclaimed, opening his arms in a seemingly natural manner “We are building apartments to shelter them. It’s nothing fancy, but we can charge a cheaper rent than most, and not charge at all for the first six months, giving them a chance to properly establish themselves here.”

“Well, I must say,” Puffed up chest guy stated, “I can’t see why not to give them to good old Americans instead. There’s a lot of homeless people nowadays, you see.” He leaned forward as he talked.

Damian perked his head up, but didn’t say anything. Cass and Jason seemed to be listening. Tim’s left eye twitched.

“Actually,” Tim started “The company has very stable, successful projects to help the homeless.”

“I’m familiar with those, yes.” He arrogantly dismissed the teen “But, you see, I just can’t understand why not open the housing to tax paying Americans instead of some...”

“Potential terrorists?” Damian suggested, arms crossed, scowl on his face.

“...Foreigners.” He completed.

“Well, since you ask, we are currently planning on the possibility of eventually opening vague apartments to Americans too.” Dick answered, swirling the liquid in his glass around “But the priority now really are the refugees.”

“I don’t see why can’t we prioritize our own people.” He insisted “I’m simply concerned for the well being of our poorest patriots.”

Dick blinked.

And here’s why Bruce should have known it would backfire.

Because, yes, Dick was able to cool them down...

But they were able to fire him up.

And so, like the charismatic man he was, he covered his nose a little, rubbing at the end, and faked a loud sneeze.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” He started “You see, I have this strange condition.” Dick stared at the man in the eye, the guy who had bought an old building people were squatting at, just to demolish it and doom them to the streets with no care or compensation, and, knowing this and so much more, said “I’m allergic to bullshit.”

And his siblings went feral again.

Tim and Jason screamed an ‘Oooooooooh!’, Damian pointed at the man and laughed loudly, and Cass snorted, covering her mouth in surprise.

Dick didn’t break eye contact as he drank the last of his champagne.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me,” He said “I have to go look for better company.” Dick left the empty glass at the nearest table and adjusted his suit, smiling “Have a nice evening.”

As he walked away, the gang followed close behind, all of them very excited about how Dick, the composed, calm, cool, polite and polished Dick Grayson-Wayne, had just burned a millionaire in front of his economic allies. As the party reached Bruce, the man once again seemed to sink into his chair. Dick sat next to him, radiating confidence and charm.

“Do I wanna know?” The man asked.

“No,” Dick answered, grinning but not looking at the man “No you don’t.”

[bestworstcase]

👗💜🌈

ask game

👗- Favorite character outfit?

answered here but i will add that of the core cast i think i am most fond of lance’s look. it’s a crime that he didn’t get any wardrobe changes because gosh he deserved them, but on the flip side at least he got the most aesthetically pleasing outfit of the four mains 

💜- Characters you think should have interacted at all or more?

SURPRISING NO ONE i desperately wanted to see zhan tiri interact with her disciples, like, at all. it’s one of those on the one hand i’m disappointed it didn’t happen, on the other at least i have carte blanche to headcanon whatever i please without worrying about whether it’s ~canon compliant~ or not. but gosh can u imagine. we coulda had it all

i’m also extremely sad we never got to see sugracha and tromus working together kjsfjkdfsjklfdsj i want! demon shenanigans

i would also have liked to see more 1-on-1 interaction between lance and cass, and lance and rapunzel. i think lance and cass could be a brotp for the ages and it would be really nice to see rapunzel and lance get to bond some more vs just sort of mutually being friendly via their relationships with eugene. 

i think “varian and the members of the brotherhood should have interacted more” is something like, 95% of the fandom agrees with haha but it’s true. even if they didn’t have the DK connection and the potential for varian to learn more about his heritage through them, they’re all such quirky personalities that it would be a blast to see them working together or just hanging out. 

more time between lance and the girls? i love that he adopted kiera and catalina in the end but at the same time, there’s way more screen time with them and eugene/raps than there is with them and lance and that makes me :( because i would have liked to see more family bonding between them and lance. 

and more arianna interacting with...anyone, including rapunzel. i love way of the willow and i loved that glimpse it gave us into the family dynamics on ari’s side of the family and i just... i wish we got more of that sort of thing! 

and i know cass spends like the majority of her screen time in s3 interacting with zhan tiri but i wanted... more... gkjdjfks honestly not even for character development purposes! i just liked the energy they had, whether they were working together or at odds! their interactions were far and away the highlight of s3 and whenever they weren’t around i was kinda like... man i wonder what they’re up to now. lmao

🌈- Best moment in the entire series?

ok you know the part at the end of race to the spire when rapunzel is like :( and trying to pick herself up after bungling the mind trap / calliope rescue and zhan tiri rolls in to gloat at her? I LOVE THAT MOMENT 

s3 was sort of funny in that i started writing zhan tiri prior to s3 beginning to air, developed a characterization for her that ended up being... rather significantly different from canon, but there’s still these little moments of congruity between the two that just. made me so happy whenever they came up in canon and that little gloat session at the end of RTTS is one of them. it’s so petty and dramatic and zhan tiri even does the thing she does in bitter snow where she doesn’t quite introduce herself; she just describes herself and goads rapunzel into saying her name. which is a little thing, but it’s such a nasty petty little power move and i’m so happy that it showed up in canon. and the speech itself is just [chef’s kiss] mwah.

RTTS is my favorite s3 episode in general because it’s just raw unfiltered chaos and zhan tiri has so much FUN in it and frankly i think she deserves that! and i deserve that, because it entertains me! but god her monologue at the end makes me feral. i love gremlin baby

other standout moments include: 

- zhan tiri mocking cass for her terrible/ineffective redemption attempt in once a handmaiden 

- “oh, cassandra, have you learnt nothing from me? no matter how formidable an obstacle may appear, everything has a weakness... and i have a gift for finding it!” and then she puLLS OUT A VIAL OF ACID SHE PICKED UP IN THE DEMANITUS CHAMBER HOURS AGO AND MELTS A HOLE IN THE FLOOR VDSALJBSDF

- gay baby jail in general. good job cass ⭐ You Tried  

- the bit in painter’s block where sugracha sort of melts back down into her human form to talk to rapunzel? i just love the fluidity of that animation, and the little pop of sparks that come off her when the transformation finishes. is good

- “SORRY YA BLEW IT BUT IT WASN’T MY FAULT!” god bless

- crossing the line in its entirety 

- gremlin baby actually getting the drops. pouncing on cassandra’s head like an enraged feral cat; the face journey when she picks up the sundrop; the spin. big dumb monster!zhan tiri wishes she had even half that energy,

- the QFAD and LAF exposition/lore sequences. that simplified animation style is sooooo good and also. zhan tiri :D

- jennifer veal’s voice acting in general my god she did not have to go as hard as she did but she did and i’m so grateful. it’s not a singular moment but the gradual shift from saccharine and childlike in RR to lower and more of a frustrated or scolding edge in like beginnings/BVA to the harsher/rougher and not at all childlike sound after she gets out... god. thank u for your service ms veal 

[galacticstationsblog]

just watched the final episode and here are my reactions

1-i believe eguene is telling this story to his kids or something

2-dang arianna you got no chill and i love it

3-OMG EASTER EGGS TO TANGLED BEFORE EVER AFTER

4-eugene i love you but just stop

5-VARIAN CAN PLAY THE PIANO????????

6-Rapunzle with a sword RAPUNZLE WITH A SWORD

7- A SONG NUMBER WITH EVERYONE IN!!!!

8-at this point varian knows how to play any instrument

9-another tangled movie referents shorty falling when the song ends

10-EUGENE KNOWS QUIRIN HES A SLEEP AGENT

11-varian tell me thats milk in that mug please

12-cass you better show some appretiation that rapunzle kept your room how it was or i swear

13-CASS YOU BITCH

14-okay being a lady in waiting probably piss you off and thats understandeble

15-Rapunzle stop your saying to much

16-oh shit team awesome getting angst

17-OH SHIT

18-OH FUCK HIS TUMB IS HUGE

19-another riddle

20-LANCE YOU GENIUS/also alchemy torch

21-varian fangirling

22-G-Bug

23-demanitus must love monkey or that originaly belongs to a temple of monkeys

24-LANCE DONT

25-FUCKING MONKEY

27-LANCE NO

28-LANCE YOU HAD ONE JOB

29-WAIT DOES THIS MEAN DEMANITUS BODY IS STILL AROUND AS A MONKEY?!?!?

30-welp everyone is going bananas

31-that mind switch might be useful

32-can we adopt a monkey

33-probably a bad romance between Demanitus and zhantiri

34-AWWWWWWWWW DAD OF THE YEAR

35-AWWWW NEW DREAM MOMENT

36-AWWWWWW FATHER AND SON BONDING ASLO BROTHERHOOD QUIRIN

37- oh shit rudiger

38-im scared

39-OH SHIT

40-OH NO

41-OH FUCK QUIRIN NO

42-poor varian

43-Welp zhan tiri is a feral cat

44-A SUNSTONE?!

45-SHIT

46-THEIR ALL TRAP WHAT THE FUCK

47-another song

48-origin of the picture frame

49-cass i miss you QQ

50-im not crying

51-OH FUCK OH SHIT OH FUCK OH SHIT

52-YES CASS TRAP THAT BITCH

53-YOOOO FLASH BACK

54-HUMAN DEMANITUS AND OLDER ZHAN TIRI!?!?

55-baby monkey

56-wait VIRGO WAS DEMANITUS COMPANION

57-bro what type of drugs???

58-OH SHIT AGAIN

59-hector talked :D

60-BROTHERHOOD BATTLE

61-wait wheres adira?

62-oh fuck

63-THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING

64-DAMN RAPS

65-wait quirin

66-welp know we know how he got the rino

67-HECTOR

68-WTF

69-yup on drugs

70-cass is understanding

71-FUCK I SHOULD HAVE SEEN THAT COMING

72-IM SCARED

73-IM SCARED IM SCARED IM SCARED

74-MAX OUR HERO

75-HE HAS A STUMB ARM-then king

76-YES

77-QUIRIN SAVE THEM

78-YOOOOOOO OH NO

79- also cass what are you wearing??

80- oh fuck me

81-welp were fucked

82-golden rocks

83-THE TEAM AWSEOME DREAM OFF TO SAVE THE DAY AND VARIAN IS RIDING ON MONSTRUS RUDIGER

84-EVERYONE IN CORONA AND THE DARK KINGDOM FIGHTING ZHAN TIRI YES

85-fredrick holding a frying pan as a weapon yes

86-oh no cass baby no omg sweetie i love you

87-SISTER MOMENT AAAWW

88-YAS RED FUCK HER UP

89-HECTOR YAS

90-OH FUCK OH FUCK

91-SHIT NO

92-NNONONONONONONONOONONONOONONONONONONONO

93-RAPS YOUR A GENIUS

94-the journal awww

95-Plus Est En Vous

96-OMGOMGOMGOGMOGMGOMGO YES

97-YES FUCK YEAH

98-CASS SAID BLONDIE

99-TEAR THAT BITCH UP

100-CASS YES

101-COME ONE

102-Oh fuck me

103-YES

104-RAPS IS CUTTING HER OWN HAIR!!!!!!!!!

105-YOOOOOOOOOOOOO THAT IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL

106-OH SHIT

107-Eye emojie

108-OH MY GOD RAPS IS THE TRUE HOLDER OF BOTHE THE SUN AND MOON

109-pascal i love you

110-TAngled REFERENCS

111-CASS HAS A NEW OUTFIT AND IM LOVING IT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

112-And shes wearing the cassadrium (cassarian shippers please stay the fuck away from me)

113-BROTHER AND SISTER MOMENT YES(Pls dont let this be a ship i swear)

114-CASS AND PASCAL AWWWW

115-cass is leaving?!?

116-awww cassie

117-CASS SAID THE LOVE WORD AAAAAAAAA

118-IM CRYING

119-CASS AND HER DAD TOGETHER AAAAAAAAAA

120-RESPIRE SONG

121-ROYAL ENGENIR YESSSS

122-AWW FATHER AND SON MOMENT

123-DAD LANCE YESSS IM LIVING FOR IT

124-hector you need to go back to oleander he misses you

125-LIVING HAPPILY EVR AFTER AFTER AAAAAALLL

126-I KNEW THAT IT WAS GOING TO END TO HER JOURNAL CLOSING I LOVE IT

127-THERES MORE GUYS

128-HE REMEMBERS CALL BACK

129-THE PROPOSAL SHE SAID YES!!!!!!!

130-and im done UwU

[koiyyo]

SDR2 “modern” MC server HCS!

SDR2 part of mc 

-by mod irusu, mod cass, mod dragon, mod corn, mod chie and mod kiwi

hajime  - bad at minecraft  - accidentally punched mikan off a cliff once because he didn't know how to place a block  - constantly gets bullied by chiaki  - actually good at building houses  - just builds and vibes  - but ends up in taka’s jail a lot cause nagito blames him  - locked nagito in his basement

akane  - AGGRESSIVE  - can and will throw hands  - basically lives in teruteru’s house at this point because she keeps breaking in and stealing his shit  - tries to make her own farm but keeps trampling on it and then being like “what happened to my farm :(“  - challenges everyone she sees to a pvp battle in peko’s stadium

fuyuhiko  - “no i will not set my skin to boss baby you fucking cretin”  - tries to start a farm, is too impatient  - when he “dishonors” someone he jumps off a cliff in front of them  - travels around a lot to try and find rare biomes so he can profit  - ,,mostly does this so he can find a flower peko will like  - too complex. sticks with poppies  - gets way too angry when someone kills him. no talk he angy

sonia  - built a really extra castle  - has tons of guard dogs around her and the castle  - sucks at minecraft but she’s doing her best  - gets gundham to help her find animals  - “what is a ‘creeper’?”  - attempts to swear everytime she dies “goddamn it- all to hell!”  - gives her pets really fancy royal names, gundham helps her with the names

kazuichi  - obsessed with redstone  - has a redstone security system, and helps hina out with her autofarms  - literally equivalent to mumbo jumbo, probably better  - tried to move in with sonia multiple times  - got killed by gundham or sonia every time he tried  - is the main builder of the “train” station on the server  - it’s just so people can visit each other with minecarts

teruteru  - makes cakes a lot  - also makes dicks in front of people’s houses made out of obsidian  - people buy leather off of him because he has a lot for some reason  - only wears leather armor  - cuz hes a heathen  - ‘put’ a stripper pole in ibuki’s music venue, got adventure mode for a month and a long scolding from taka

imposter(byakuya)  - literally a cryptid  - nobody knows where he is  - online 24/7  - probably has a secret base thats like 80 blocks underground  - sometimes appears to either taunt real byakuya or vibe with him and then disappears again

mahiru  - has minecraft shaders on 24/7  - even though her computers on the brink of melting  - “this is so pretty!! just look at the sky and th-” “mahiru it’s a blocky video game please”  - freaked out because she couldn't figure out how to remove the gui to take a pretty screenshot  - lives with hiyoko and shares her stuff with her  - “hiyoko please stop burning the forests-“ “NEVER!!!”  - loves ocelots but they run away when she tries to take a screenshot  - takes aesthetic minecraft pictures  - these pictures get used without credit in clickbaity mc thumbnails

peko  - constantly wields two swords at the same time, she never unequips them unless she needs to build or mine  - runs assassin business with maki  - people hire her as a hitman  - made a pvp stadium and runs it  - fuyuhiko’s bodyguard  - probably has invis potions because of how stealthy she is  - really scary to turn around and see her user in the distance

ibuki  - collects all the music discs  - forces kazuichi to make those cool redstone note block machines for her  - rabid, absolutely feral  - owns like 25 parrots so she can see them all dance while the music plays  - made a music venue in the middle of the town, named it titty typhoon  - will kill someone when no one's expecting it. do not trust her she is feral  - “ARE Y’ALL READY” queue her spinning her mouse to make her character headbang

hiyoko  - targets mikan  - once tried to trap mikan’s base, was stopped by mahiru  - makes unholy levels of tnt, and hides them under mikans base  - she tried to make a cool redstone contraption to set it off but it never worked and mahiru found out and scolded her for the 10th time    - it suddenly set off and exploded everything in a 1 mile radius including them  - has three cockatiels and they have playdates with ibuki’s parrots  - she fake cries everytime she dies  - probably actual tears  - enjoys burning down villages and watching the villagers burn, unfortunately celeste got stuck in the village  - celeste threateningly screamed into the mic and hiyoko got so scared and left the game

mikan  - cries at basically everything in pvp  - audible “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH” when she dies  - highkey a stalker of junko  - leaves weird ass presents in junko’s house even though shes never online  - gets harassed by hiyoko 24/7  - is good at making potions, makes mostly healing potions  - gets harrassed to make potions of harming and poison (probably by hiyoko)

nekomaru  - “good job guys!” “nekomaru we just got killed by the ender dragon please-“  - constantly says minecrap instead of minecraft  - screams  - probably has made it in funny stream fail videos  - has intense duels with akane in peko’s pvp stadium on the daily 

gundham  - massive animal farm  - refuses to kill any of his animals  - instead of attacking, he just lets his army of wolves kill.  - vegan, has a huge ass farm  - sells specifically bred horses to people  - will hunt u down if u kill a pet  - got angry over hiyoko burning down the forests, probably hired peko as an  assassin to kill hiyoko for it

nagito  - constantly stuck in webs while in mineshafts  - the kinda guy to mine diamonds when its above lava, manage to fall into it and die, then get a glitch that keeps his inventory after he dies??  - kinda just stares at hajime while playing and kills him while he’s not looking  - names everything he has hope and if hajime changes their names, he just kills the animal  - the guy who has an army of cats and yet kills them constantly.  - looses all of his dogs somehow

chiaki  - the unforgiving admin  - “chiaki please i went afk for 2 seconds and all of my dogs died and i died too wtf help pls”  - “that sucks”  - has the most materials because she has the patience to grind  - lives with hajime and nagito  - anytime someone dies she types f  - has every crafting recipe memorized  - can probably read minecraft enchantment table

epic gamer moment hope u enjoy - mod lapis

[lunaschild2016]

How Do You Want It - Part 2

Rating: M (Smut, Violence, Language)

WARNING: This is pretty much just straight smut!

They were playing a delicious game of Cat and Mouse until a prank ups the stakes in a way that neither had imagined but both craved. The wait has been such sweet torture but how much longer can they play this game before they give in? Eric/OC M AU (Smut, Lemon and fluff)

Inspired by: Bebe Rexha ‘I Got You’, 2Pac ‘How Do You Want It’, Boy Epic ‘Dirty Mind’

A/N: You can thank a night of listening to old school music and drinking with a friend for this gem. The title should say it all…love me some Tupac.

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Part 2

Music inspiration and mood setting: Rihanna ‘Russian Roulette’ ‘S&M’, Kehlani ‘Gangsta’, Fifty Shades Darker ‘Back to Black’

Cass was going to kill them. That was all she could think as she lay in the bed of her apartment naked and writhing in pain the urge was so strong. She couldn’t understand why earlier the images of her and Eric had worked but now it was just working her up more and not nearing her to any relief at all. She had felt as if he was almost there then and it just drove her on.

Now it was just making her pissed and frustrated.

She let out a scream of frustration and slapped her hands down on the black silk sheets of her bed. She would just have to message Trey and hope to hell Eric was nowhere near his apartment right now. She hadn’t minded having an apartment across the hall from him at first. Now though she was questioning her reasoning because it made bringing someone back to her apartment impossible. Not that she had wanted to but now when she literally needed it she couldn’t. Not if she wanted the person to continue breathing.

Her phone alerted her and she growled out loud as she picked it up. It was probably Uri or Ed trying to apologize for the tenth time in the last hour. She didn’t want to see or hear it again.

‘You ok Cass. You looked….unwell in the meeting. I was worried about you.’ - Eric

Perfect...just what she needed. There was no way she was going to explain what had happened or was happening to Eric.

‘Yep I am fine. Thanks for asking. Must be a stomach bug or something...it will pass soon.’ - Cass

‘I don’t know Cass. I don’t think what I was seeing has anything to do with your stomach. I think you might be getting warmer though on the area you aren’t feeling too hot at. Correction...maybe you are too hot in that area and that is the problem?’ - Eric

Cass groaned knowing that he had figured it out in the meeting. Then she groaned for another reason when she remembered how hard he had been and how on display it was. 

Gods she just wanted to do bad things with that man.

She was already feeling frustrated so she decided to throw that in his face and see how he liked the reminder of an uncomfortable situation.

‘Wouldn’t you like to know? I seem to remember you have a situation of your own at the meeting. Are you sure you aren’t coming down with the same bug?’ - Cass

‘Maybe it is catching. Not that I am complaining. I do love the way your skin flushes when you are all excited. Made me think of doing all kinds of dirty things to and with you.’ - Eric

Cass’ heart rate picked up and her breathing increased at the thought of hearing just what kind of things he had thought about doing to and with her. She moaned and writhed again, her body telling her she needed to do something quick.

He wanted to play. That was all she could think. That and that game they both loved to play needed to be changed up. Why not take advantage of this when she needed it so fucking much? Maybe this would do the trick? She could only hope.

She held off on messaging Trey for the moment and decided to play along.

‘Cool story. I won’t believe it until I hear more about these supposed thoughts. You might be just talking a big game but have nothing in your hand for me.’ - Cass

In the apartment across the hall Eric had been laying in bed cursing because even with something to give him the taste of her he hadn’t been able to get off. He had laid there thinking of her words and then it struck him. They could use words right now. Not face to face because with her hopped up on that serum and him hard as hell right now they wouldn’t stop at words.

He had messaged her before and often. It was never to the level of what he is thinking now though. So when he had started he had known he was taking a risk in changing the game. He also knew she was never one to back down from a challenge. She wanted him as much as he wanted her and she wanted this too.

It took her a bit to answer the last one he had sent and he had been sending silent prayers that she came back with something in this new game. When he got the message alert his smile was almost feral as he read it. It was on.

‘It isn’t in my hand yet baby but we can get to that later. Do you want to know what I would have done to you at that table?’ - Eric

‘Yes, elaborate for me.’ - Cass

‘I would have slipped my knife from its pocket and gently run it along the seem of your slit, freeing your real slit. It was nice and wet wasn’t it, Cass? Your pussy? Was it hot too?’ - Eric

‘It was but maybe you should have found out for yourself. You have my pants open...sitting there surrounded by the other leaders. Does that make you hard Eric? Knowing I am open for you to take advantage of if you want to?’ - Cass

‘You saw for yourself how hard I am for you Cass. You have me hard now just thinking about how much heat I felt coming from you. How much heat coming from you now and knowing you are wet for me. My hand would have teased your clit, my fingertips brushing against it and making you bite your lip for me. Is that what you want baby?’ - Eric

‘Yes I want your fingers moving over my clit Eric. Just as much as I want to take that cock of yours in my hand. Like you have it in your right now. Am I wrong?’ - Cass

At this point the two had the same thought as they scrambled for the wireless earbuds with the built in mics. Connecting to their talk to text apps they freed their hands up completely. It would read the messages out to them and then allow them to speak the next message. That would send it in written form.

It was in their minds what the next step would be. Next there wouldn’t be typing but their voices. But that was later and this was now. Their hands moved to do exactly what the other was saying they would do to them. There were things that they couldn’t do to themselves but even the thought as they heard the words being read to them had their hands working furiously over themselves.

This was what she needed. His words and him. He might not be there physically but he was there with her in her head.

‘I’m not done with you yet Cass. Not by a longshot baby. Once isn’t enough and I haven’t tasted you yet. I want to hear you scream my name as I make you cum. So when everyone is gone I am laying you on the table in front of me. I hope you didn’t like those pants baby because my knife makes quick work of the rest of them. You feel the cool steel of the blade against your skin….but you aren’t afraid of me…’ - Eric

‘You drive me crazy you know that. No Eric, I am not afraid of you. I have never been afraid of you. Whatever pain you cause will be for the pleasure of one or both of us. I love the feel of your knife kissing my skin Eric. It feels like a kiss from your lips.’ - Cass

‘You have no idea how happy that makes me baby. When I have you spread before me I tease you a little. Blowing on your clit after I part you. You have a beautiful pussy Cass. I can’t help but bring my nose closer and nuzzle you as I breathe you in. You smell so fucking amazing. I tease you until you beg me. Beg me for what you want.’ - Eric

‘I don’t give in at first. You know I won’t. I can’t because this is a challenge and I want to make you work for my moans and pleas Eric. I am so wet for you and need it so bad. Please Eric. Please be the first to take me like that.’ - Cass

It was the truth and she knew he would like hearing that. He can’t be naive enough to believe she wouldn’t have tried to experiment. To find her own release after the two years of their game and teasing. There were things though that she had never tried and would never try until it was him. She had saved those parts for him and only him.

He almost lost it right there when he read that. He had an idea, a really fucking good idea, that she had lost her virginity. He had an idea of who it was too as well but for her sake he hadn’t done anything about it. The guy was safe only because he didn’t consider him a threat in the least. They had two years of hardcore teasing and he couldn’t blame her for getting some release. He also knew that stopped as of today for the both of them. He would take her for real in every way possible and soon. But to know she held parts of herself for him let him know she was his already.

‘You taste amazing as I drag my tongue from the bottom of your pussy to the top of your clit. So good I can’t tease you anymore. I need to have you in my mouth so I plunge my tongue into you. I kiss you like I long to kiss your lips Cass. Slow and deep. Working my tongue inside of your tight channel. I expand my tongue out and let it move against your walls. One hand moves to grab yours because you are arching and moaning for me aren’t you love?’ - Eric

‘Yes Eric. My pussy is so wet adding to your tongue. I hold your hand tight but one goes to your hair. I can’t help but to tug on it hard because you like it like that. Just like you know I will love it too. You know how to work that tongue in me and it makes me wonder what I will taste like when you take my mouth after you make me cum around it. You plan to do that don’t you baby. Finally take my mouth like you are taking my pussy and make me taste us both.’ - Cass

‘Fuck yes baby. Now moan for me. Tell me how good it feels because I know you’re close for me Cass, aren’t you. Does it make you feel good to know I am stroking my cock right now for you? Imaging your mouth wrapped around it? Imaging me taking your mouth with it while I take your pussy with my own mouth?’ - Eric

‘Yes baby...fuck so close. I want to take your cock all the way Eric. I want to feel you cum in my throat and let me taste you. Gods baby I am cuming….cum with me Eric.’ - Cass.

‘All yours baby. Fuck I love your eyes Cass…..your eyes kill me baby. Look at me when I cum in your mouth. Fuck…’ - Eric

Cass lay back panting as the force of the climax rocked her entire body. She had ceased to hear the monotone voice of the messages being read off and had long started hearing and seeing Eric in front of her and hovering over her. She lost count of how many climaxes he had brought her to so far but she looked at the time and say it was well past midnight. None of the ones where she had just imagined him had ever measured up to this and she knew it wasn’t just the serum or the frenzy he body had been in. The serum had left her body hours ago.

Eric lay back panting with a smile wondering why the fuck they hadn’t done this sooner. He knew though. Because they were taking the time to get to know each other. She knew his triggers because she knew him. She knew he would never hurt her and she had nothing to fear from him. No one else could say that but she could.

When he caught his breath he sent out one final message for the night.

‘Soon baby the time for our games is going to be over and I will have you in my bed. For now….no more other people. Do you understand Cass? I may have ignored certain people before but I won’t again. Consider this his warning.’ - Eric

‘Understood Eric but you already know you don’t have anything to worry about. Just remember I am just as capable as you and I hold you to the same thing now. The blonde from the bar can attest to that.’ - Cass

Eric laughed out loud at that. The girl from right after the fight that he had almost hooked up with. She had ended up in the clinic saying she ran into a wall a few times. He had known immediately what she had done but he hadn’t said shit. His looks to the girl had also made sure that she knew she better keep her fucking mouth shut too. Cass really was his and made for him.

‘Just like you Cass, you know you don’t have anything to worry about. Get some sleep baby. I will see you in the morning for breakfast. Same time.’ - Eric

Cass didn’t go right to sleep. She felt the need for a shower but when she finally slid in between her newly made bed and fresh sheets she fell asleep hard and with a satisfied smile on her lips.