#Dad vlad my beloved

[sad-catbrick]

I put him in the shirt

[captain-krow-drozdov]

Every Time I See De-aged Dan And Dani With Tired Dad!Danny Fics All I Can Think Of Is Just-

Danny, Motioning To De-aged 5-ish Year Old Dani With His "Worlds Okayest Dad Template" Mug That Dani Gave Him: This Is My Beloved Clone Daughter Who We Had To De-age For Health Reasons.

Danny, Motioning With His Other Hand To An Angry Looking Toddler: And This Is My Sorta Son Dan Who Was De-aged For His Crimes And Mental Health Reasons.

And Since Both Dan And Dani Are Kinda Half Vlads Fault-

Danny, Staring Into The Camera Like It's The Office: Don't Ask Me About Their Other Father I Will Get That Restraining Order.

[whereonceiwasfire]

If you're game to write a cheese melt (Vlad & Dani father-daughter dynamic) ficlet, I'd love to read one. If not, that's cool :)

*vibrating with excitement* My friend. Your cheese melt art has been living rent free in my head for WEEKS. It's my sincerest pleasure to write a ficlet for this. I hope it's okay that it's an outsider POV, I just had an idea and my brain went brrrrrrr LOL

May I offer you a dysfunctional parent-teacher interview?

Parent-teacher interviews are always a nightmare, but there's one in particular that’s making Amity Middle School’s beloved Ms. Burnell sweat through her shirt. As the time slot nears, her gaze keeps flickering to the clock, her classroom door, back to her nervously interlaced fingers on the desktop.

It’s going to be fine. Perfectly fine.

“This one! Over here! Dad! This is my class!” The excited words, shouted in the syrupy sweet voice of a little girl, sets every nerve on edge, Ms. Burnell’s heart plummeting straight into the pit of her stomach.

Oh lord. Maybe it’s not going to be fine. 

Her student comes bounding into the classroom, eyes bright and excited, oversized blue sweater sleeves slipping over her hands, even as she gestures emphatically for her father to follow. Black hair spills out of her ponytail, whipping across her face as she throws herself into a desk across from Ms. Burnell’s with a bright smile. 

Her father, on the other hand… 

The heel of his expensive Italian loafers strike against the linoleum as the man stops at the threshold of the classroom, cool gaze doing an assessing sweep of the space, expression crinkling in distaste as it does. He doesn’t say a single word, doesn’t make any move to actually step inside the classroom. 

Ms. Burnell is the one who clears her throat, pushing to an awkward stand as she extends a hand out to the man. 

“Hello, Mr. Masters. Thank you for making the time to come discuss your daughter’s education. I know you’re very busy.” 

The man’s eyes slip to her outstretched palm, and for a motifying second, she doesn’t think he’s going to take it. When he finally does, he just gives a brief, cursory shake before swiping his palm off on his suit jacket and striding past her toward his daughter. 

Ms. Burnell’s face is all kinds of warm, chest tight with embarassment as she fumbles back to her desk, trying to wrestle herself back into some kind of composure. Still, she barely looks up as she pulls out a folder with Danielle Masters scrawled across the tab.

“Dad! Dad! That one’s mine! Do you see it? Do you like it?” Danielle calls proudly, tugging on her father’s suit sleeve and pointing toward the paintings that are spread out beneath the windows to dry, paper wavy and crinkled.

“Oh, er. That’s actually a good place for us to start,” Ms. Burnell cuts in apologetically. 

Mr. Masters gaze snaps from where he’d been examining his daughter’s project, over to her, brows dropped low. 

“Why? Is there a problem with my daughter’s work?” The question is sharp, accusatory, and she’s pretty sure her soul shrivels up a little bit at the unguarded disdain in the man’s eyes.

Swallowing hard, sweat beading against the back of her neck, Ms. Burnell resists the urge to immediately take it back. Surely he can see the problem with the piece—isn’t going to make her say it? 

It's too scary.

When his challenging gaze doesn’t waver, she forces the words out. 

“Uhm. Well. It’s just. Not quite. Appropriate for a sixth grade class?” It pitches up into a question as she gestures vaguely toward Dani’s painting. 

It’s a bit sloppy, the layers of paint caked upon each other, the lines hasty and uneven, but the scene itself is clear enough—a little, smiling, white-haired girl in the shadow of some kind of hulking creature, its skin blue, eyes red, sharp fangs bared as its cape flares out to take up the rest of the page. 

Ms. Burnell almost set up an appointment for Danielle with the school counselor when she saw it, wondering if Dani felt like she was the little girl, trapped amongst nightmares and “monsters.” She decided against it for the time being, until she could speak with the girl’s father, but that’s proving rather unhelpful so far if the contemptuous way the man is looking at her is any indication.

“Did Danielle complete the assignment?” he asks finally. 

“Uhm. Yes.” 

“And adhere to the grading criteria?” 

“Sh-she did,” Ms. Burnell answers reluctantly.

“Then I don’t see the problem,” he answers, finality in the words as his gaze turns to his daughter. He takes a much softer tone with her, brushing the disorderly strands of hair off her face, an absent domesticity in the way he straightens the ponytail gone lopsided. “I think you did a lovely job, dear.” 

“Thank you! I used Alizarin Crimson,” she answers proudly, hair flopping right back into her eyes.

“Excellent choice.” 

“Uhm. Well, there’s also the matter of Danielle’s conduct,” Ms. Burnell cuts in.    

The man lets out an irritated sigh, arms crossing over his chest as he leans back against one of the desks, one ankle crossed over the other, unimpressed gaze finding Ms. Burnell once more. 

“What?” he says, like it’s an inconvenience.

She swallows hard. “She’s been…uhm. Not getting along with some of the other girls.” 

“That is so unfair, Mackenzie started it!” Danielle shouts abruptly, popping up to her knees on her chair, palms slapping down against the desktop. 

“Well that’s not what Mack—” 

The girl keeps going, cutting Ms. Burnell off. 

“She said the only reason Eli agreed to play with me at recess was because Joshua dared him too, and I said nuh unh and she said yuh hunh, and I asked how she knew that, and she couldn’t even prove it, it was so obvious she was making it up!” 

“Mackenzie told me that you said some pretty unkind words to her, Danielle.” 

“Barely! I just said it was a bad look for her to be so jealous of me and just because she looks like she fished her outfit from the same trash bin she got her personality from isn’t any reason to be a jerk.”

Her father’s expression twists into a sharp smirk, amusement lighting his blue eyes, and Ms. Burnell thinks she’s starting to get a better sense of why Danielle is proving to be one of the most challenging students in her class this year. 

“We treat people with kindness and respect in this classroom, Dani. Do you think what you said to Mackenzie was kind and respectful?” 

“Well…” Dani’s gaze drops, expression pinching in thought, and Ms. Burnell thinks she might actually be getting through to her.

“It doesn’t sound as though this other girl was treating Danielle with kindness and respect,” Mr. Masters answers, the words coming out with a mocking turn, like he finds the concepts incidental at best.

“That’s true. She did start it,” Dani reasserts, turning her gaze up to her dad.  

“I’ve spoken to Mackenzie about her part in everything,” Ms. Burnell answers tightly. “But we’re here to talk about Danielle’s conduct. That’s not the only incident of its kind that’s occurred this year and—” 

“You know, it sounds to me as though Danielle’s doing just fine,” Mr. Masters says, pushing up to a proper stand, tugging the bottom of his sleeves and smoothing the dark, wrinkleless fabric.

“But—” 

“Did she make this girl cry?” 

“Well. No, but—” 

“And how are my daughter’s academics?” he asks, gaze fixed on hers, sending a chill creeping down her spine. 

“Fine, but—” 

“Has she gotten into a physical altercation with anyone?” 

“Not exactly, but—” 

“Started any fires?” he asks, sarcasm and derision dripping from the words. 

“No, she hasn’t started any fires.” 

“Then I believe this meeting is finished. Thank you for your time, Ms…”

“Burnell,” she answers weakly.

“Thank you for your time, Ms. Burnell. Danielle, are you ready to go?”

“Yup!” She pops up to an enthusiastic stand, rushing over to the windows to snatch up her painting, twisting it toward Ms. Burnell. “Can I take this home?”

She gives a heavy sigh, massaging her temples with her fingertips. “Sure, Dani. That's fine.” 

“Thanks, Ms. B!” As the girl traipses after her dad, a bounce in her step, horrifying painting swinging at her side, Ms. Burnell can hear the girl still chattering away, even as they pass out of her classroom, voices growing distant. “Do you think I should have made Mackenzie cry?” she asks.

Ms. Burnell is glad she can’t hear the man’s response—she doesn’t even want to know his answer.

[lilianade-comics]

bestie i KEEP meaning to tell you, my #1 spotify wrapped song was one that i overplayed like crazy *entirely* because it reminded me of your girl out of time au. i'd just sit there imagining scenes and letting my imagination go hogwild. it was "prosthetic love" by typhoon but the important thing here is that you gave me severe brain worms with that au in the best possible way. it's still turning in my head like a rotisserie chicken. i love weird young accidental dad vlad with all my heart

This?? Coming from you? Means the absolute world to me! I still fairly regularly kick around elaborate, contextless angsty Vlad & Dani road trip reconciliation scenarios because your fic (we are) the faultline irreparably altered my brain chemistry.

I listened to Prosthetic Love and I completely see the vision. That's a cheese melt time travel found family song if I've ever heard one. (And goodness knows I've heard a lot of them, Girl Out of Time has a whole personal playlist of thematically appropriate 80s rock and angsty retrowave because I'm incapable of listening to music and not projecting them onto it).

Weird young accidental dad Vlad is beloved, I'm so glad you agree. He's a complete mess and so's Dani, but they're both pretending to be fine so the other doesn't ask questions. The lack of real communication makes their strange parent/child relationship rest comfortably in between half truths and half lies and a whole lot of omission, and yet it's more real than what Dani ran away from in 2006. It's no wonder she doesn't want to leave the past....

Anyway, thanks for sharing this!! It means a lot that people enjoy my AUs! (Especially this one, this one torments me :))

[nerditudes]

Dr D Wishlist

This is a list [but not comprehensive] of plots/crossovers/characters I'd love to have interact with Drakken. This isn't a list of the ONLY plots I want, but rather a reference in case folks are looking for one.

Shego - My beloved. She's morosexual and he's her idiot. I personally HC Drakken at 45 and Shego at 38/40 ish but I'm open to other writer's HCs on her age, provided she at least be in her thirites. I don't do big age gaps, that ain't my shit.

Shego and Drakken being domestic post Graduation. Maybe with their tip back into villainy. My Dr D keeps his plant powers and the flower ships him with Shego hard.

Dragko wedding? I'm not keen jumpin right into shipping but mains and frequent flyers get those lemme ship with you perks.

Platonic things! If Drakgo isn't your deal, that's AOK with me. Let her wingman him as he struggles to get back into dating.

Kim Possible - His NEMESIS. I can see Drakken waiting for her to be done with College before delving back into villainy again [he needs to be her priority that's how supervillainy works].

Softer moments between them would be great. Drakken is basically Kim's weird uncle and while he does wish to defeat her, he would prefer her in one piece for proper villainous gloating.

Drakken trying to be good? Maybe Kim tries her hand at reforming him-- goes into the psych field to help bridge the gap between her dad and her nemesis.

Ron is also welcome-- Drakken will likely go back to pretending he doesn't know who that guy is.

Professor Venomous - Crossover time! Honestly I can see Drakken frustrating this man just like Boxman. If you squint, it's the same dynamic. Any OK KO characters are welcome! I can just have Dr D be [yet another] villain in the universe.

SHIP WITH ME. [coughs] Listen-- I love the capable villain/clumsy villain trope. Venomous is hot AF and Drakken would suffer the GAYEST panic.

Scientific rivals? I'm here for Drakken getting territorial over his nemesis and pitching an absolute bitch fit when Venomous tries to KO KP.

I'm shameless ship with me.

Vlad Masters - MORE CROSSOVER SHENANIGANS. Honestly these two are so alike it hurts.

Shippity ship ships. Maybe a team up because DP and KP have a big ol crossover?

Seriously tho I can see Middleton hosting a Ghost Convention or something and the Fentons show up-- chaos ensues.

Drakken can join Vlad in hating on Jack and Vlad can join Drakken in hating on James.

[rainycat2]

Though I Could Not Stop For Death

Chapter Four: Execute the Plan / The Plan Goes Awry.

Gotham? 

Fucking whack.

You couldn’t even see the stars, for Ancient’s sakes. And it wasn’t like Danny wasn’t close to the sky, or anything, no, the hotel Vlad put them up in, Wayne Hotel, honestly, was one of the biggest and fanciest in the whole city.

And it was still clogged with god fucking damn smog.

Honestly, it was an affront. Not just to Danny as a ghost with a space obsession, because really, humanity needed to get it together and stop poisoning the Earth before that shit started leaking into and affecting the Realms, but as a Wayne.

The fuck is Bruce even doing with his billions?

(Being Batman is the obvious answer, but still. Switch to clean energy, for fuck’s sake.)

Regardless. If Danny was spiteful enough, he could have asked Undergrowth for a favor to pop out some clear skies for one night, but it wasn’t worth it to have the Ancient with a favor over him. So instead, Danny suffered, sitting on the ledge of the hotel roof, looking down at the city below contemplatively. He was far enough up that he could hear the city buzzing, most of it intentionally tuned out of his enhanced hearing, but not so much that he couldn’t hear anything. 

The fact that the woman appearing next to him on the ledge was silent enough that he didn’t notice her until she spoke?

Danny fully almost fell off the roof in surprise.

“Hello, young Prince--”

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Danny yelped, scrambling as he slipped, flight instantly kicking in to keep him from dropping. 

“No, just me,” Lady Gotham laughed, brushing her skirts down as she sat elegantly next to him. Though he’d never seen her before, he recognized her immediately-- soft, faintly glowing blue eyes over a black 1800’s-era mourning gown, a broach at the delicate lace collar around her throat. She smiled at him as he plopped back down, leaning over to smooth his hair back. “Goodness, you look so much like your father.”

Danny hummed slightly, tilting his head. “You know, I can’t really see it, but I’ll take your word for it.”

Lady Gotham just hummed, gently cupping his cheek as she studied him. “So much like your brother, but I can see the differences clearly. He looks like your mother, but you? Oh, so similar to my beloved Knight-- and not just in looks,” she teased. “You’ve come a long way since Clockwork came to me, telling me that my Knight’s son would need guidance.”

Danny blushed, the tips of his ears going a pale green. “Okay, okay,” he laughed, swinging his feet lazily. “So, you wanted to talk to me, right? Is it regarding the Bats, because I’m really trying to not piss off Batman.”

“In a sense,” Gotham hummed, looking over the city. She’ll point out a section of city, gesturing to the more dilapidated, beat-up buildings. “That section, called Crime Alley--”

“You’re shitting me.”

“I am not, now let me speak.” Danny’s mouth clicked together so fast you could hear it. “Crime Alley, or Park Row as it is officially called, is the territory of a young liminal, the Red Hood. I believe that he could be a potential Fright Knight for you, but I would ask a favor of you.” Gotham looked back to Danny, worry in her eyes. “He struggles with the corrupted ectoplasm of a Lazarus Pit, and I… I cannot help him. It is all I can do, at times, to provide what clean ectoplasm I can.”

Danny paused, looking towards Park Row contemplatively. “So… this guy’s got basically poison in his system, and you want me to go put him on basically a juice cleanse?”

“More or less,” Gotham acknowledged with a shrug. “You do rather have the tendency to cleanse the ectoplasm in your immediate area.”

“Fair.” Danny got to his feet, stretching lazily. “Okay, but a favor for a favor. Please, if you get the opportunity… Let me know if the Bats are getting too close, okay? I really don’t want to have to hash out the legality of my existence with my own dad.” He reached out, offering the City Spirit his hand. “I’ve had my fair share of awkward family dinners, but that would take the cake.”

“I will abide by your request, but do remember-- they are family,” Gotham says softly, taking his hand and gliding to her feet on the ledge. “Trust in them, and you will see it is not misplaced.”

The Prince smiled.

===

Damian, frankly, hated this goddamned family. It all started with a text from Gordon, making a joke about a “secret lost brother” and a photo posted in a chat with the so-called BatClan.

It was obvious that the clone - for in fact, what else could it be, Danyal was long-since dead - was a poor, failed attempt at getting into Damian’s head. The eye color was off, the freckles in the wrong places. And really, Danyal would have better fashion sense than that.

No, it was clear Talia was doing her best to “test” him, though… really, he’d thought they’d moved on from clones at this point. Holding the memory of his dead twin over his head, and not even having the decency to do it correctly?

Now that was just rude.

Wayne Family Dumbasses:

Captain Stabby: Obviously this is a clone, and a poor attempt at it.

Captain Stabby: to think, the great Oracle has fallen so far.

Eyeinthesky: you sure about that, baby bat?

Eyeinthesky: you really wanna say that?

Captain Stabby: I believe I may have made a mistake.

===

No time like the present, taunted the green sticky note on Danny’s laptop screen. 

No time like the present his ass, Danny grumbled as he shuffled a few things onto his person. Day One of Gotham City, and he needed to investigate. He grabbed a jacket and a bookbag from his suitcase, tossing his computer, a thermos, a few emergency shots of ecto, and a good-sized ecto-pistol in easy reach, set to stun mode. First things first, Danny needed some Ancients-Damned coffee, and if he’d learned one thing, it was that cities were stuffed to the brim with coffee shops. 

“Jazz, I’m gonna go get some coffee and research,” he said softly, poking his head into Jazz's suite. “You want anything?”

A mop of red hair peeked up just barely over the edge of the decidedly-too-fluffy comforter. “...latte. Croissant.”

“Gotcha. Anything else?”

“...locator,” his sister said after a moment’s consideration, muffled by the goose-down pillow. “Keep it on.”

“Obviously,” he chuckled, closing the door behind him quietly before slipping out of the hotel room, tossing his bag over his shoulder after one last check. The hotel was quiet at this time of morning, hardly after five, not quite daybreak, but the city outside? Oh, it was beautiful-- people walking briskly down the sidewalks, cars honking and revving and swerving around each other. Danny’s ears twitched slightly, his head tilted to the side before he pulled out his phone. 

“Coffee shop, coffee shop… Aha, here we go.” A mom-and-pop shop, a little ways down the road. Enough for a good walk. Danny plugged his earbuds in, turning on a playlist before putting his hands in his pockets. It only took a few minutes before he arrived, tugging out an earbud and pausing the objectively-too-loud punk rock playlist. “Uh, hi, so this is kind of a weird question, but… what’s the legal amount of caffeine you’re able to give me?”

“I don’t think there’s a legal limit, but you can only get, like, twelve shots I think,” the barista hummed thoughtfully. “Your shots would taste horrible, though-- doesn’t stop one of our regulars, though. I can get you one of his drinks?”

“Sure, why not. New city and all that,” Danny laughed, digging for some cash in his wallet. “I’m just here on business for a little while.”

The barista raised her eyebrow. “You seem pretty young to be on business.”

“Family business,” Danny clarified, handing over the money. “Oh, and can I get a caramel latte and a croissant?” 

Twenty minutes later, Danny was given a freshly-baked croissant and latte, and an absolutely terrifying-looking concoction. An iced coffee with the slightest bit of milk and sugar, so full of espresso that the milk hardly made a dent in the color. 

Danny took a sip, grinned, and left a 10 dollar bill on the counter before he headed out.

The barista just stared, then shook her head. “Fucking Waynes, am I right?” she muttered to her colleague, getting a laugh.

===

After delivering the latte to a decidedly grumpy not-morning-person Jazz Fenton, Danny pretty damn quickly booked it out of the hotel, idly checking his Twitter as he walked down the street, sipping on his latte. There was a local trending tab, and… well, shit.

 A decent quality photo of him paying for the coffee, his hair up out of his face in just. The worst possible shot for his plan to lay low. Already the hashtag #newwayne had 200,000+ tags, primarily users gossiping between each other with a few gossip magazines speculating. 

Really. One photo.

One.

Let it never be said that Danny, a fifteen year old idiot, had impulse control. He took a quick selfie, grinning as he took a sip of his coffee.  @halfdead : man, i just wanted a coffee.  TAGLIST: @mynameisnotlaura @fisticuffsatapplebees @screamingtofillthevoid @lizisipancardo @digitizedworld @dahliasandrosemary

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[schnuffel-danny]

Not me getting genuinely upset that so many people hate Badger Cereal 😔

Like I understand why, I truly do get it! I don't need it explained but.... Damn :( Those are my beloveds

I guess it's because in the poll it's specified as Vlad adopting Danny? Which isn't exactly something I'm that much of a fan of either tbh, I don't like the idea of removing Jack and Maddie from Danny's life :( I just want Vlad to be the weirdo uncle/step-dad lol

I'm a widdle hyper sensitive I guess :,D

[the-ad-trio]

Have I talked about Vlad's Dad yet? Vladimir? Vlad Sr.? No? I haven't? Well now you're hearing about him.

This was his very first design. I ended up hating it. I also gave his personality a 180. He was painted as this huge jerk because his wife died while the kids were still young and his coping methods were... less than ideal.

I was planning on something like this happening, where Vlad talked some sense into his father, and gradually he got over himself and started to improve.

And soon enough, Vlad Sr became one of my most beloved characters, and he looks like this! <3

And I was feeling generous. So I gave him a love interest that made him question his entire identity.

Say hello, Conrad <3

I will be talking about them more later, but that's your lore dump for tonight ❤️

[evanisalittlelost]

Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in!

Okay, for context, this does not have anything to do with a prank war. Oh no. This has everything to do with Vergil.

My beloved uncle, who has a fascination with all things historical and demonic has found some of Grandpa's old books. There are things in these old books that none of us even knew about. Like for instance, he fought in some of the most famous battles in history. Mostly because there were demons among the ranks of the 'bad guys'.

Dracula is involved in this as well. By Dracula, I mean Vlad Tepes. The actual guy who impaled a bunch of people and fought against Mehmed. Yeah, the only reason Vlad lost was because he made a deal with a demon, not Grandpa, but another one. Grandpa got involved because, well, demons. Anyway, cool stuff that I'm sure will be out in the open at some point.

Other than that, I'm being dragged off to Japan when finals are over. Why? Because Vergil said so, and Dad isn't complaining about it. Oh, and Nero is going with us too. Something to do with a lucrative job in Kyoto. Vergil doesn't pass up any opportunity to go to Japan. I figure I'm going as a buffer for the two. I have no idea.

I just hope we aren't there too long. 😔

[ryoalouette]

Just something to note- I liked this post quite a long time ago and then just now my brain just: DING! IDEA TO BE ADDED TO THIS ONE!

Danny tries, really, to A) warn the Wayne broods about Vlad simping over their dad's sugar baby and B) don't get Vlad to be a part of Gotham Rogues simply to get Batman's attention. Danny does NOT want Batman of all people to support GIW because of the ecto-vampire fruitloop, thanks. Or something to that effect.

So in a compromise to Daniel's concerns, Vlad invited himself into the Wayne brood's space. The news often stated that they often get kidnapped and his beloved Batman - or his Batchildren - rescues the Wayne brood! It's perfect! He'll also get kidnapped by those filthy muggers alongside a Wayne brood of his picking, meets with his future ✨ boo ✨ (and if it's any of the Batchildren that saved him and Wayne child, he'll simply give them a love letter with a note to give to their father).

Meanwhile Tim is finding this both humorous and long-suffering since Vlad praises his Batman non-stop while bashing Bruce in the same sentence. Every time he opens his mouth, really. Also, please tell him when this odd form of suffering stop??

Ps: I think it'll be hilarious if Vlad can differentiate Dick!Batman and actual Batman. But in the other hand, if he can't differentiate both, what are the chances that Dick will SUFFER? 🤣🤣

Danny has been taken along by Vlad to a gala over in Gotham city, given the very easy okay by his parents and a massive bribe by Vlad himself.

(Said bribe was a bunch of cupcakes baked by Vlad personally, and as much as he calls Vlad a fruitloop-and he is one btw- that man is a godly baker)

Has Vlad stopped wanting a son out of him?

Yes.

Has Vlad stopped pinning over his mother?

Yes, but in her place was something he doesn't know if worse or not.

Batman.

Danny, genuinely, does not know what he sees in Batman. Yea, the guy is cool, a well-known hero, always plans ahead and all of that.

But besides all of that he's literally just a guy.

He thinks Vlad is just drawn to miserable men.

(He's so right he doesn't even know.)

But if he remembered correctly, he's pretty sure Bruce and Batman are already in some kind of relationship? He can't remember the exact details, but something about Bruce being Batman's sugar daddy or something.

He knows Vlad is gonna try something, so while the party was going on he discreetly approached one of Bruce's kids to tell them to watch out for his godfather.

"My godfather wants to get with your dad's sugar baby, so you should tell him to watch out I guess."

Then just leaves the next second after passing said information along.

(On another note, Vlad dislikes Bruce simply because he reminds him of Jack both personality wise and a few similar features in the face, though not as tall.)

[the-crow-binary]

If anyone's interested, i'm going to talk about Dracula and the Belmonts' duality because i think a lot about them lol

So it all started with Mathias and Leon, of course. the dark boy and the sunshine boy Though we didn't have the chance to actually see how deep their relationship was, we know it was something really special (quote: "They trusted each other completely, and they were bound by an old friendship"), and not knowing much about their past actually allows us to imagine whatever we want. I like that, tbh.

Mathias and Leon were already opposites. One favoured intelligence and knowledge, while the other favoured combat abilities and courage. And they were the best at their respective fields. It was a perfect combination. Coupling to their strong relationship, and you had an unbeatable pair.

And then the betrayal happened. The friendship got broken into million pieces by Mathias. They lost the kind of bound they had, only to be replaced by another when Leon promised that he and his family would hunt the night and kill him one day. At that moment, Leon basically cursed himself and his family. He condamned them to lives of hunting, choosing their fate before they were even born. And the worst part is... it was the best decision to make, for no one else would've been able to stop Dracula in the future. (If it wasn't for Trevor's involvement, Dracula would have won back in 1476)

And it become even more interesting when you realize that Dracula created the Belmonts as we know them. Hadn't he betrayed Leon in such a way, he would have never become a hunter. He would have had children with Sara, leading to a whole different lineage, or maybe died in battle, we don't know. Everything Mathias did led to the birth of his biggest ennemies. This is the bound beetween Leon and him that lasted for almost a thousand years, this is the legacy they created together. Dracula and the Belmont family became two faces of the same coin, unable to exist without the other. Even worst, existing because of each other.

Look at Richter, he understood that. He knew, deep down, that all his family existed for, was killing Dracula. As a direct Belmont, it was the only way for him to live. What else was he good for ? And what else was he going to do after he defeated him, too ? And Juste. Juste also must have realised that, especially with what happened with Maxim. Both of them knew this legacy was a curse... but it was a necessary one, unfortunately.

Though the Belmonts hunted more than just Dracula, he's still the reason why they did so. He's the reason why they exist, their main prey, their other half. Without Dracula, there is no Belmont. And without Belmont, there is no Dracula. Mathias couldn't have become a vampire if he hadn't met Leon... And as far as we know, Julius, the last known direct descendant of the Belmont family, the one who "killed Dracula for good", doesn't have children. Why would he need to ? Dracula is no more, he destroyed the curse that bound him and his family together for centuries, there's no more need for their bloodline. Finally, after hunting for so long, they can rest.

When you think about it, the phrase "you complete me" totally fits them (though not in a romantic way unless...). Both sides are the consequences of the other and need each other to thrive. You know what they say, "there is no light without darkness". "There is no good without evil". It's cliché, but true.

We know a bit of Mathias' humanity still resides in Dracula, we saw it in his interactions with Alucard, and because of his love for Lisa. But I like to think that the Belmont family also greatly helped in keeping this little bit of humanity alive (the philosophical conversation he had with Richter might be an example of that). They are Leon's family after all. And though Leon have shown anger and hatred for him after what he did (Quote: "You have become a cursed being, and I will NEVER forgive you."), Mathias, on the other hand, have shown nothing more than melancholy and sadness before he depart ("Death, he's all yours." is an interesting choice of words actually, since he could've directly ask for Leon to be executed. But didn't. Hinting that Leon's death wasn't his true wish, while he probably realised he was the last thing tying him to humanity. And he had to get rid of that humanity... unsuccessfully, at the end). He did display hate and anger before that, but towards God only, and had even proposed eternity by his side to Leon. So it's likely that he still holds some sort of affection for him... enough that even his descendants would have some kind of effect on him. Ain't no way he's fighting his oldest friend's own blood and don't feel anything about it, nor have a single thought for said friend.

Anyway.

Dracula's story started with a Belmont, and though he had some other unrelated (or only partially related) ennemies along the way, it still ended with a Belmont. The other way around is also true, as the Belmont family's story started with Dracula, and ended with him. One shared curse, two complete opposites, always and forever the two faces of the same coin. No matter what happens, Dracula and the Belmont bloodline will always meet again... until the day one of them disappear for good, making the other fade away as well. After all...

What needs for the shepherd when the wolves have all gone ?

[emile-hides]

Hizashi dated Nemuri right after highschool, and Sekijiro when he first started working at UA; neither relationship lasted long but he still goes out of his way to make sure people know they’re all exes.

One of his favorites is calling Sekijiro’s new partner, Ryo, his ex-boyfriend in law

[someoneintheshadow456]

> Be me

> Decide to play Sims to do house designs to indulge in house architecture and interior design hyperfixation I've had since I began my 20s.

> All the furniture sucks ass, and the pre-made houses are terrible and you don't know how to build one yourself. Go in to Sims Modding rabbit hole to get furniture and houses that actually looks good.

> Get derailed and download so many quality of life and story mods that Sims has a PLOT now.

> Leave my house file as a sandbox. Make a Sims story about my life as a memory exercise because PTSD gave me memory problems. Also helps me get a better idea of the drama that went down before I was born or too young to understand. Lays out the plan in an MS word document.

> Make my parents Sims as young, I'm not born yet, have them live in a small apartment like they actually did before they had me. Then go find old photo albums to learn what my grandfathers looked like so I can make their Sims, do the same for subsequent relatives and use the Slice of Life and Drama mods to set the relationships according to what I was told over the years.

> Paternal grandfather actually is angry all the time and screaming at my Aunts and Dad Sims, true to his real-life likeness. Those mods were too realistic. This is not funny.

> Some vampire shows up and bites Mom Sim, I freak out, I make Dad Sim scream at him and chase him out. I google and it turns out Vlad will bite one of your sims one week into gameplay as a way to introduce the vampire concept to the players

> Get so shocked by this that I tell it to Desi Tumblr Clique on Discord.

> They find the idea utterly hilarious for some reason, and make jokes about Vlad messing with my family and having a Vampire Uncle once My Sim is born.

> End up actually liking the idea. WTF Brain I thought it was just a joke. Download the "Control NPCs" mod and change Vlad's looks and personality to fit the bill.

> Construct an "Enemies to Babysitters" narrative from whole cloth. Have Vlad go from hated neighbourhood menace to beloved family friend and actually attentive parent as years pass.

> Vlad is scary enough to keep nasty, money-minded relatives in check, be a voice of reason when Mom Sim goes Helicopter Parent on my ass and threatens to bleed Dad Sim dry unless he puts the Jack Daniels down.

> Turns out Sims Bullies and Sims Teachers are also less likely to bully if Sim You can just sic a vampire on them if they go too far.

> Vampires are also crazy good at maths due to their love of numbers, Vlad tutoring me brings my GPA up. Meanwhile in real life 6th-9th had me going to a string of useless tuition centres with little to no results.

> TFW Vlad's introduction has created an alternate reality and your real life has become the Dark Timeline.

> I just wanted to build houses, now I made Desi Family Drama meets Vampires and Unresolved Parental Issues.

> How did this get so out of control?

[currentfandomkick]

To make it better/worse, she doesn’t see anything indicating what she’s doing is wrong, and is literally throwing down with anyone in costume seeking her out. Heroes, villains, vigilantes, anti-heroes and anti-villains.

Each time she just screams things like ‘stranger danger’ ‘not today satan’ and ‘flipping fruitloops’.

Ellie is under the impression the cape community and their enemies are trying to make her join their frights (most are not) and the magic users are fairly certain she’s an inter-dimensional being but cannot get anywhere near her as she’s very mobile and very untrusting.

Then we cut to Danny seeing her exploits of fighting various villains and heroes and everyone in-between. Important to note, trans!danny my beloved plus using his core to reform Ellie’s older brothers (see pixie, Frankenstein, ghost sheet and skeleton… perfect one unsalvageable).

Now we can have Dani go to Danny with her prizes as her ‘war spoils’ and presents for ‘hopefully revived soon older brothers’.

Danny is too tired from his own rogue’s gallery using his grave as a portal without his consent, and the GIW’s bs and wrecking his parents inventions to realize he should probably intervene, as he’s got Midterms and finals too.

JL put a tracker on Dani and when it lets them get audio and some visuals, they find her happily showing off her ‘war spoils from fruitloops like Father’ to another teen, and then ask ‘do you think my brothers are ready yet?’ While touching said teen’s belly?

JL are re-evaluating A Lot.

Especially when the teen says ‘According to Frostbite? I should be due during break so we can stay with him. He’s already arguing with the courts to keep Vlad from getting custody… how did you get the candy ring again?’

‘Fruitloops keep trying to kidnap me—but i know better than secondary locations!’

JL recontextualizing, again.

Dani “oh, oh wait this means they’re going to share a rebirth day with me! We don’t have to call you dad, and mom’s a no-go right?”

“Honestly? In ghost speak i don’t care, but outside of that i think we should stick to the cousins cover so you can crash for a while again. Jazz did some digging and if you pretend to be on the run from Dad’s side for being ‘meta’ or having magic he’ll ignore everything ghostly and instead triple down on defending you.”

“So, are we telling him about the cores?”

“…honestly debating that. Mom would be too suspicious and may try to run tests on them, which is Not Great.”

JL, going Through It as… 1) pregnant child with multiple babies (how many???) 2) questionably safe homelife 3) girl beating them up thought they were kidnappers 4) looks like a multidimensional pregnancy and 5) the girl is bringing their stuff to pregnant person (possibly birth parent???) as gifts for pregnancy problems looks like.

Dani straight up handing him superman’s wallet with a ‘and this guy i kicked in the nuts like you said!’

‘Good job—wait that’s a reporter. Shit, do you think he sicc’d the other assholes on you?’ —Danny, forgetting said ‘assholes’ included heroes and just sees ‘pretty sure that’s the reporter Wes is obsessed with atm’ who could pull strings.

Dani doubles down on fighting superman after this, and when a civilian pressed her about acting her age she grumps as ‘it’s not my fault fruitloop numero uno aged me up! I’m only seven months old!’ as its true ans jarring enough to get a lot of people to short circuit for a clean escape without using her powers.

Up to you what happens from there,

Ellie isn't allowed to travel alone Anymore

So! Ellie was raised in a Lab by a Genuine Bonefied Supervillain. She was raised to be a Villain as well, so her Moral Conpass is a little skewed.

Sure she *mostly* knows what is right and wrong from Danny's quick lesson before her Adventure around the Country, but she still has trouble separating what is moral and what is not from time to time.

So it's really no surprise that the moment she left Amity Park she somehow ended up being branded a Villain.

Look, it's not her fault she didn't know not to attack the flying guy in Blue Spandex when he approached her! One of Danny's biggest warnings shen she left had been Stranger Danger! She did what any 12 year old girl would have done when approached by a strange Older Man!

Its also not her fault that her powers (being Magic based), managed to affect him! She didn't even use her full power! (She maybe should have kicked him in a different place tho...she hopes he wasn't planning on having kids...)

So she did what her instincts told her to do. She took any money he had on him and ran the hell away!

It wasn't until she was 2 cities over when she saw a newspaper titled, "Little Villain Girl Mugs Superman in Broad Daylight!", that she realized she may have screwed up...

After that, she really had no excuse.

She knew that she probably shouldn't have kept Mugging the Heroes who approached her, but she wasn't a Fenton for nothing! Her Family Motto had always been "Commit to the Bit", and she was gonna stick to it!

So when the Fast Red Guy tried to tie her up, she phased off all his clothes and took off with his money (not the mask, she knew enough not to take that off)

And when the Grumpy Bat Guy tried to corner her with some weird papers he pulled out of his Belt, she just distracted him while her clone picked his pockets and made off with the wheels of his Car. That one made her a pretty penny!

The flying Green Guy was fun, his attacks were just throwing Ghost Candy (pure willpower) at her. He did stop doing do after she nicked his fancy talking Ring however, but it was fun while it lasted

Then she came across a Orange Fish Guy, and he actually seemed nice enough. But she was committing to the Bit, so she took the fancy Trident he had and sold it at a nearby Pawn Shop for some extra cash. He would probably be able to find it, that's why she chose a nearby location.

All in All, her Adventure had been really fun! So she decided to visit Amity Park again to tell Danny all about it!

...

Aquaman walked into the meeting room of the Watchtower, a very frustrated look in his eye.

Barry spoke up first, "Oh! I know that look in your eye! She got to you too didn't she!"

Arthur just glared at Barry for a second before walking over to his Chair, sitting down with a thump. "She is certainly a tricky child."

"What did she take this time?" Clark asked.

"..mttrident..." Arthur grumbled out quickly.

"What was that?" Asked Barry with a twinkle in his eye. He heard it, but he wanted everybody else to know.

"She took my trident, Okay!" Arthur shouted out.

"I feel ya man." Responded Hal, "At least with me she threw it back at me when she realized it wasn't making 'candy' anymore. What did she do with yours?"

"She sold it at a Pawn Shop!" Arthus yelled in frustration, "She managed to steal one of the most Powerful Magical Weapons in the world, the Symbol of the entire Atalantean Royal Bloodline, and she sold it and a Pawn Shop!"

"...how much did she get for it?" Asked Hal.

At this, Aquaman just collapsed to the table and groaned.

...

Alternatively she could have just kept all those things, and gradually built up a collection of all the JLA's most treasured possessions.

She has Supermans Wallet, not very important to him but it was her first mugging

She has Batmans Utility Belt (trackers removed) along with his Tires

She took Flashes Costume Ring (his civilian clothes still stuck inside)

She took Green Lanterns ring as well, but unfortunately it managed to escape after a few days. It was feisty.

And her crowning Jewel is the Trident she took from Aquaman.

(She avoided WW, cause she likes her too much to steal anything from her)

[raynblaze]

In Your Arms Again

It was if the world stopped turning for a moment as Emilia laid eyes on the white wolf that she loved with all her heart.

Farkas had run through the tunnels to get to Glimmerbrook as fast as he could, and he stumbled upon the café where Emilia and Cyrus were at. All his grief and distress stopped for a moment as he saw that she was still alive, and she was running towards him with open arms. He feared that she might have already been in danger, or feared she would turn him away, but there was nothing Emilia wanted more than to see the man she loved again.  

All the bad feelings, doubts about the relationship, and feelings of despair wash away when they look into each other's eyes.

"FARKAS!!"

Emilia jumped into his arms and Farkas looked up at her, and his heart was full for a moment. He embraced her, but then it all hit him again. He broke down on his knees as Emilia asked what was wrong.

"Lucan...he's gone." Farkas started to cry. "The manor is gone. He went there to help you guys...but it was too late. Victoria took his life.”

Emilia gasped and then grabbed Farkas and held him as close as she could.  Lucan had always loved having Emilia around, and was the number one fan of their friendship when they were children. While everyone else tried to keep them from being friends, he encouraged it. She was devastated.        

"I don't know where your mom and brother is, but they are in serious danger." Farkas continued, still upset."

Your dad is nowhere to be found either. My cousin was able to get Eloise out, she's with us in the valley. From what my mother told me, I think Eric must have claimed Vlad's life, and Victoria is taking revenge."

Cyrus Stormsong was still standing near, and listening to their conversation. He was shocked at what he was listening to.

"We have to save them!" Emilia exclaimed.

"We do...but I need to get you back to the valley. You can't be exposed. I can't lose you too..." Farkas squeezed her again. Suddenly Cyrus interjected.

"Farkas is right. You two head back to the valley. I'll find Eric and your mom."

"No, Cyrus...please don't put yourself in harm's way. This is too dangerous!" Emilia was crying now. She felt helpless not being able to do anything for her family, but she didn't want others to get hurt either.

"Emilia...don't worry about me, I got this." Cyrus got a sudden boost of confidence, and his eyes started to light up. The wind suddenly started to pick up as well.

"If Eric is being hunted, then I'm sure his old mentor MaryBell will be looking for him. Perhaps I should pay her a visit. Please, you two need to go back to the valley as soon as possible. I'll get Silas for backup."

Farkas nodded and thanked Cyrus. Emilia was still crying but Farkas hugged her again.

"We'll go through the tunnels again. We can come up with a plan when we get to the valley. It will be safer this way." Emilia grabbed him and kissed him as hard as she could.

"Alright...I'm ready. Cyrus...Please be safe..."          

"Like I said Emilia, I got this. I have a feeling it's going to storm today."

Cyrus has been training to become a powerful storm caster for sometime now. The thought of his beloved Eric being hunted by reckless vampires is a perfect time to see what his powers are really capable of. Oh, and he has a pokemon too.

[yandere--stuck]

Yandere!Dad!Vlad Masters my beloved <3