#ESPECIALLY writters

[theslimestar]

Im so sorry for all my mutuals that followed me for another interests and then got hit with my rc9gn brainrot....

[ignorvnte]

Cuando dos se atraen, se delatan en los gestos. Puede haber un salón lleno de gente y sin embargo siempre terminan cerca porque el deseo de contacto los magnetiza. Se gravitan.

Gravitar: del latín gravitare. Movimiento que genera un cuerpo por la atracción de otro.

[mahvaladara]

"I have this nagging feeling I should be somewhere Deus-Ex-Machina solving something. But I cannot remember where."

"Hmm. Must be the plot. "

[loren1psum]

Once scene

The continuity had been reset not even a month ago, so I had no way to know what was in store for me in the next few minutes during my meeting with The Temptress. This was the second reset I have been through, but too much had changed too recently, and I hadn’t had a chance to get my bearings yet. Biggest among these changes was the fact that I was a metahuman now, and apparently a POV character to boot.

Normally I would be freaking out with worry about what might happen, but I couldn’t do that right now, the POV was on me, and I was on a schedule. It was more than a little uncomfortable, to have concerns other than my own appear on the edge of my thoughts… influencing me slightly. I had agreed to the meeting off-screen, a little reluctantly, a little coerced, but had agreed nonetheless. I always maintained that metahumans made up or at least exaggerated the effects that being in focus or being the POV had on their decision making to avoid repercussions. Experiencing it first-hand... well I can say that at least now I understand how it can be tempting to make such excuses, but I reassured myself that I was still in control of myself and accountable for my actions.

Uncomfortable as I was as the POV I did not miss the dithering and anxious pacing I would have subjected myself to if I had made my way there off-screen. There were risks involved in meeting The Temptress, but there where risks in everything in the post reset uncertainty, and the Temptress was an old character. Not literally, of course, her age was always vaguely young, especially after this continuity reset. But she was one of the first, she was old in the sense that she was experienced, well established, well respected, probably had more than a little plot armor, though unless I’m mistaken it takes more than a little skill to acquire and maintain that.

That was why I had agreed… I couldn’t know if she was a villain now, she had been everywhere on the spectrum before. I couldn’t know if I was going to be introduced as a joke and never be taken seriously, if I would be made painfully endearing before being even more painfully killed, or any of a number of fates beyond my control. The only thing I knew for a fact, was that she knew much more than I could ever hope to guess about the position I currently found myself in, whatever this meeting turned out to be in-focus, the chance to talk to her off-screen was one I simply couldn’t pass up. The knowledge she might share was my best chance to quickly regain some control over my fate after the reset.

We met at a café; in streetwear mercifully. No matter what iteration of her super outfit you picked from the line-up she’s had over the continuities, I could never get over how impractical and demeaning they were. I was all for empowerment, but to me her outfits never shook off the initial sense of gratuitous indulgence to the male gaze… which to be fair was likely on purpose. Still, you would never catch me dead wearing anything like it, my own outfit had not been revealed yet, but apart from being a little form fitting, it was much more practical, especially for meta-women standards. Though not for that was it any less than mortifyingly embarrassing. I still wasn’t over the fact that I was metahuman now, still had no chance to reconcile it with how much I had criticized and made fun of them during the last continuity.

Sarina Vidal now sat across the table from me, staring behind designer sunglasses and pristinely dressed in an understated coat, white top, black pants and platform heels. It had come as a shock to me when I learned over the phone that Sarina Vidal was The Temptress, shock that lasted all of half a second as the realization of how obvious it was took over me, but that was simply how it was with the big names, their secret identities simply never occurred to anyone outside conspiracy theorists who no-one ever took seriously and there was never a consensus among them either.

Understated as her outfit was now I couldn’t get over how stunning she made it look, how underdressed it made me feel, how expensive it looked, how despite all of that, no-one recognized her as either of her personas. We were sitting at a table in the open, right by the sidewalk, she got plenty of stares alright, which she seemed impervious to, but there was no recognition in them.

She must have seen the disbelief in my expression, the direction of my gaze, she smiled an amused little smirk. That was all we could share of our off-screen thoughts to each other while in the scene though, and the show was about to get going.

[hellboys]

your Hearts Beat Loud gifset single handledly got me to watch the movie so thank you for that, it was delightful

d'awww thank you! it's a very sweet and heart warming film. plus it's a treasure to see nick play a different character trope than what he is usually type casted for. and plus plus, he's an absolute babe in it too! every offerman fan should see it at least once

[hanafubukki]

Ok, I just can't get out of my head, big brother Silver and Malleus. Maybe MC and Lilia having their own child and it's a baby girl. She'd be the most beloved little girl in the Valley. I can imagine this is Silver's first time meeting a baby that young and he'd be so soft uwu. Like, he'd be her perfect prince and he'd be more than happy to live up to her image. He takes his role as being her big brother as seriously as his role as Malleus' knight. Malleus, meanwhile. I mean, the child is the product of his favorite human and his father figure. Say no more. Man would basically ignore a royal counsel meeting if it means going to one of her tea parties. Super duper important meeting... Yeah, that's a tomorrow problem. Man has a tea party to go and a messily writter invite in glitter ink is basically on top of his paperwork so he won't forget it. Ok, sorry for the rant. It's just nothing makes me softer than Lilia being a dad again and getting another member in his beloved family. Thank you.

Hello Anonie 🌺🌷💚

First of all Anonie, *grabs you by the shoulders* never be sorry about sending me these! I love love love fluff, especially domestic fluff! And adding on babies?! Ahsjsjjdd Anonie???? I’m the one who suffers from baby fever constantly ansjsjjdjfd believe me, I adore it. (My first fic was a lilia x reader who had a child together ahhhh💞💞💞). This is some of my faves to see in fics 💚💚🌺🌺

One of my fave ideas is a little girl being born into the Diasomnia family. I can see it change their dynamics but also not change it. Certain aspects will remain the same: teaching self defense/training, escaping Lilia’s food (unless she’s the rare one that likes it, to the detriment of everyone else haha), the pranks, etc.

But also, she’ll have these four overprotective figures in her life. Can you imagine when she dates? The sheer panic??

Malleus will eventually have to take a spouse, Silver might too, and now Lilia’s little girl? Papa is going to have a meltdown. Everyone is getting married and leaving him! (Ironic lmfaoo) But, relax, she was just born Lilia! She’s still a toddler! MC out here looking at this ex-general turned drama papa and enjoying the chaos in a fondly exasperated way.

Sebek, Sebek honey, you are so lucky not to deal with this 🤣🤣 that’s a Baul problem 😂😂

As we seen with Silver and the kids durning the bunny event, Silver is trying his best to be the best brother and Prince Charming figure to his little sister. He just…has trouble at times 🤣 But she knows her big brother Silver well just like she knows big brother Malleus, in her eyes, no one is as charming as them.

He’s going to take her and his animal friends to the meadows nearby. They’ll make flower crowns and talk about what’s for dinner as they forage for ingredients. I can see Silver teaching her to dance as Malleus taught him and Lilia.

She’ll sit on his shoulders and pick from apple trees. He’ll teach her how to pick berries. He’ll teach her about animal tracksand hunting. Of course, for now, she’s too young. But no one is too young to learn survival skills right? ✨✨

She can even train with him and he’ll carry her back when she’s tired. All tucked into him, safe in his arms.

As for Malleus? What meeting? His only meeting is this tea party that he’s been invited to. Don’t you see this messy yet glitter filled invite? How dare you try and stop him? Jkjk but at the same time I’m not. 😆

Big Brother Malleus is not going to miss out. He was late once, stupid councilmen, and the sad look he saw then had him almost burning the castle down. Lolol jkjk …maybe.

I can see Malleus getting busy with work at times, maybe so busy he late to dinner. Next thing he knows, there’s a tiny person peeking over his paperwork, giving him a look that can rival Lilia’s cute pout. (It’s even better than his in fact, no one tell Lilia but I doubt he’d mind. He’ll gladly give that mantle to his baby girl)

His baby sister asks him when he’s coming for dinner and it’s late, won’t he take a break? The way this Fae King folds? It would astound the masses. 💞

On the days where Malleus says he can’t join, oh my dear king, this baby girl is as stubbornness as her papa and brothers. She will pout and sit there, threatening not to eat until her big brother does. How can you deny that?

You know that phase that all little girls go through? The one where they want to marry the ones they really love? Watch these three just try their best to get her to choose them. 😂🤣

The winner is MC, of course, no one can beat Mama 💞💞 laughing at the thought of the three depressed in the dark corner.

Ahhh this was so cute! Thank you for sending this in Anonie 💞💞💚💚

[nyx-is-missing]

Could u write one for clarisse where she's impressed with femR bc of how good she is at fighting and all and clarisse finds her incredibly attractive bc no one has challenged her the way R does?

And like a bit of pining until the two confess

Thank you!!

Breathtaking or taken

Clarisse la rue x fem!reader

Summary: when Clarisse finds a opponent worth of her, she is breathtaken.

Warnings: none really, just fluff, not a descriptive fight scene on sight cause mama dont know how to write that, so just fluff fluff, and mutual pining fluff

(Do i need to say its not proofread? No? Thank you)

Here is one of the main benefits of being a daughter of Athena, you'll know.

DIfferent from other gods, Athena will let your parent know it is her who they are talking to.

And if letting them know beforehand isnt enough, she will let them know when the baby is brought to them, and if your parent is smart enough to live up to her choice, you'll have time to learn a thing or two before being thrown into this world.

If your parent cares enough about you, you'll have time.

And sure as hell my mom cared.

Always the intelectual woman, historian, researcher, writter, my mom knew many things about ancient greece, she knew all the stories by heart, and she, of all people, knew what she needed to do, to preserve her only daughter, her sacred gift.

She teached me all i needed to learn without compromising myself, stories, languages, art...and fight.

Little girls my age were doing dance classes, were trying to be good enough for drama club, were playing tea party with their dolls or making a mess with their mom's make up.

Well...i.. i was doing martial arts, i was fencing, i had my face in a book every free time i got.

I always asked her about it, why was she so strict about never missing a fight leasson, her answer always made sense, there and now.

"The world is cruel, especially for little girls, someday i might not be all the time with you, someday, you'll fight your own battles, you need to be ready"

Every word, every single word is true.

And that is how i ended up here, in a arena of camp half blood, sparring with Clarisse, and winnig, by two points, yes, but winning.

It is clear nobody expected that from me, neither did she actually, i can see in her eyes.

Understandable, they expect Athena kids to be calm, find a solution, not fight her way out.

Honestly their looks dont bother me, i dont even think much of it, but Clarisse's looks, they got something more to them, like a kid who finally got the dog she really wanted.

"Aaand break time Clarrise, we'll continue this tomorrow, id like to enjoy the rest of my afternoon thank you"

I dropped the sword down and started to undo my armor while walking close to the exit.

"Wait wait wait, now? Already? C'mon i didnt even had time to figure out how do you do that... all of that"

She stood next to me, still holding her sword and honestly.. she was beautiful, yes she was sweaty now and yes she was mean to everyone but.. now...right now, she was beautiful, shining, in her element really, flushed cheeks and a smile she only had when with a sword in hand.

"I practice, ever since i was a kid, everyday, well expect in weekends but yeah, almost everyday... how do you do all that? You are good...-want some water?"

I offered her my bottle also motioning for her to walk with me, both wich she gladly accepted.

"I practice too...and i never said this to anyone but, you are good, great even, and look breathtaking"

We stop walking, we stop all actually.

"I look what, Clarisse?"

"Breathtaken- you look out of breath, do you want the water back?"

Ah.

Weeks later i found myself in the same scenario, sparring with Clarisse again, actually that is all i do when it comes to training, be with Clarisse

"C'mon curls, thats the best you've got? No need to go easy on me"

"Im not going easy, i already told you, you caught me distracted thats all- GIRL WIll YOU SUSH?"

She tried to block you with her sword, thankfully for her, a succeded attempt.

"How could i? You're so fun to mess with, gets all red n all"

"Oh you want to talk about getting red?"

In a moment i was on the floor, Clarisse on top of me, and i couldnt speak, all i could do was stare into her big brown eyes, who looked right into my soul.

"Cant speak anymore huh? Oh if you could see the red im seeing-"

Now this my ladies and gentlemen, this is what i call a shot of faith.

I raised my head a little and just..i kissed her, it was quick but I did it, and her face went blank.

"Now you are breathtaken Curls, how about that?"

"And you are still breathtaking"

Still?

Oh

Oh.

"You...like me Clarisse?"

"You didnt knew?"

Oh.

"....no..?"

"Would you walk away if i kissed you this time?"

"....no."

[fraudulent-cheese]

Actually no, i want to expand on my relative dislike of WT. Because when people talk about this season's faults, i BARELY see people mentionning the complete flattening of like half it's cast!

Oh sure, people are super willing to throw shit at TDA and especially TDAS for it's flanderisation of characters, but outside of some rogue posts by mutuals, i don't see ANY OF YOU pointing the finger at World Tour when i'd argue it's especially eggregious.

Owen's the easiest example of this, and while it didn't start this season it got so much during it. Nearly all of his lines revolve around food, his aerophobia, or Izzy for a single episode. His relationship with Alejandro is also super indicative of this; im willing to accept the HC that he was aware of Alejandro's dislike of him and just wanted to win him over, but that's absolutely not what the writters intended, no way in hell. He's just completely oblivious to his shitty behavior when he seemed at least somewhat aware of Heather's shifty behavior back on Island, or at least able to stand up for himself (shoutouts to that one Action episode). It's not fun to watch, either.

Bridgette too had her personality reduced to one or two traits, for either comedy reasons (because apparently people making out 24/7 is funny) or story reasons (establishing Alejandro as a threat who uses flirting and his general attractiveness to advance his strategy) and it suckssssss because she was! an actual character! and World Tour especially benefits from having a 'straight man' type character that can look at the other's weirdness and react to it like a normal-ish person! That and she could be an interesting presence to have on Team Victory, with her friendships with Leshawna and Courtney for instance.

DJ too is a BIG victim of the flanderisation thing; his personality is dumbed down to just being a huge scaredy cat, and his character is just The Curse. That's all he does and that's all he is, all he talks about. And that sucks because he too, was an actual person in Island and even Action! Sure, he was sometimes a pushover and had an accident-prone bunny, but he was also kind and could actually go out of his way to play pranks on people! But all of that is just gone in WT.

There's also the characters that weren't flanderised, and more just. Written entirely out of character. Outside of the entire Love Triangle (which i will get to) the biggest example of this is Leshawna to me. The writters straight forget the episode in Action where she's entirely dsitrustful of the Pizza they were offered (which did turn out to be tampered with) due to Chef being uncharasterically nice to them. Guess what Alejandro was doing. Being overly nice to her out of nowhere. Frankly she fell victim to the same thing Bridgette did; needing to be sacked for Alejandro's villany to be better established.

Ok fuck i need to mention the Love Triangle too because while people complain about it alot i don't think they complain about the correct stuff. i'll go rapid fire because it's been talked to death however; Gwen's liking of Duncan is a retcon, her acting like this is out of character for her frankly, Duncan's out of character by trying to emotionally manipulate his ex and the lore established to justify it makes it worse (remember the "At least im straight with people" line?), Courtney is villanised from even before this point which while her anger might've been targetted at the wrong person she was justified in being upset imo, Courtney's entire character is thrown out of a window in general this season, blah blah blah.

I'll end on the whole "the writters forgetting entire character traits/arcs" Cody still hitting on Gwen this season makes no goddamn sense and is super uncomfortable to watch. He's really such a nothing character man. Sierra deserved better than being a manic pixie stalker girl.

[alexlikesairconditioninh]

i was never a writter, but the lack of geo content is killing me so here we go

Before you read; i tried to make this as versatile as possible, make it fit for different types of readers and wether or not it follows cannon storyline! The only thing about this is that you and crowe have no romantic interest in eachother and are just friends. (If crowe and geo were pinning for the same person that would be messy and too complicated for me to think of)

NOT PROOFREAD

geo x reader hc:

• its known that geo is rich, and from deryl's account, has bodyguards armed with katanas. while its unclear how often he is accompanied by these bodyguards. He wouldn't heasiitate to have them accompany you too, especially after the movie theater / arcade incident (depending on the route you choose) or if anything similar happened. Especially when he isnt around.

• if you are a shy / quiet person, he will be by your side, not saying much, but the fact that he is willingly spending his free time with you, shows how much he cares about you.

- he will push you out of your shell, he wants the best for you what holds people being too scared to take action. Your shyness could hold you back and he doesn't want you to be hurt by it. When your too scared to speak out he will nudge you to do so, giving you confidence and reassurance, of course he usually ends up speaking up for you anyways. He wont allow others to disrespect you.

• if you are more loud and rambunctious he would pretend to be annoyed with you, but you are close enough to know he genuinely cares about you.

- even though he dislikes rowdy places, he will endure your shenanigans. somtimes you get too out of hand, and this is when he brings you back to earth.

• surprisingly, hes a tad bit better at showing affection through words, he seems— unsure about physical contact. He has daddy issues and his relationship with his mom and hyugo are unclear, but i have a hunch that hes touch starved and never really received affection through touch (or at all).

• he isn't the best at showing affection overall, however it feels as though he does it through acts of service best. If you have an issue, he would try and fix it or help it for you— he can, and will get physical.

• while he is stubborn, and finds it hard to vocalize his admiration for you, he is decent with words of affirmation, of course at the start before you get closer hes silent. He doesn't say lovey dovey things directly, its more in how he speaks. Once he warms up to you, he will speak to and about you with love. He also teases you, just like he does with deryl, your reactions, and laughter mean the world to him. he cares about you— and the rest of his friends.

• I think quality time is a another strong means of affection for him. He’s very busy (at least— I think). He will decline going to the hallows ball even if his friends are going because he has "better things to do". His time is valuable, he will put time aside just to be with you because he loves you, you give him energy and refuel his mental state when he needs energy. Wether it be a date, cuddling, listening to music together (Japanese opera and whatever you like), looking at potted plants, or just being next to eachother, its the highlight of his day.

• speaking of cuddling, he enjoys it, while hes stiff and unsure at first, he will warm up to it. He finds comfort in having you in his arms and making sure your safe. (And later, will enjoy being in your arms). While "i love you" is too hard for him to utter, holding you close to him as a reminder of his love and protection is what he does.

• hes horrible, horrifically terrible at comforting. He wasn't comforted as a child (at least thats what i think...). So its no surprise he doesn't know how to console you, he feels awful seeing you in a depressed state. He would likely seek out one of his friends for advice on comforting you. However, times like these is when he finds it easier to voice his love for you. Even if it isnt really that comforting— "why are you so sad / crying? Was it ____— do you want me to beat their asses?"

🔖 : i was going to add another section about sol and how geo would deal with that, but i just got too impatient and just had to post it!!! So ill write that later ヽ(≧∀≦)ﾉ

[pantr0art]

NINJA WARNERS ‼️💥🥷

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It was a great pleasure to participate for the first time in a fan-zine, especially paying tribute to this anime version of the warner siblings !!!

It was a lot of fun to collaborate with many artists and writters that also see their amazing works, check out their page which was made by @weeb-warners who has done a great job in presenting this zine✨💕🤌

ENJOY!!!

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[brielledoesastrology]

asteroid Jane Austen (39415) in your astrology natal chart

By : Brielledoesastrology (tumblr)

asteroid "Jane Austen" code number : 39415

It is obvious we know what this asteroid is named after 😉📙✨.

Jane Austen was an English novelist known primarily for her six novels, which implicitly interpret, critique, and comment upon the British landed gentry at the end of the 18th century.

Austen's plots often explore the dependence of women on marriage for the pursuit of favourable social standing and economic security.

Her works are an implicit critique of the novels of sensibility of the second half of the 18th century and are part of the transition to 19th-century literary realism.

Her deft use of social commentary, realism and biting irony have earned her acclaim among critics and scholars.

(source : wikipedia)

her works, she showcases the significance of genuine love, effective communication, navigating societal expectations, personal growth, integrity, and achieving a balance between emotions and reason.

In astrology the asteroid "Jane austen" (39415) could indicate : your experience in having romantic connections with very upper class or very lower class people (especially having actual genuine love for them), handling or going through societal expectation, having some sort of personal growth or intergrity in your life story, having balanced between emotions and reasons on the final of your story or experience, could also indicate where jane austen works resonates or relates soo much to you, where other people try to interrupt your love connections, where you are a really great or good writer especially in romance, where you could be a famous or well known writter especially in the romance theme.

⚠️ Warning : i consider this asteroid as prominent or brings the most effect if it conjuncts ur personal planets (sun,moon,venus,mercury,mars) and if it conjuncts ur personal points (ac,dc,ic,mc), i use 0 - 2.5 orbs (for conjunctions). For sextile, trine, opposite and square aspects to asteroids i usually use 0 - 2 orbs. Yes tight conjunctions of planet / personal points to asteroids tends to give the most effect, but other aspects (sextile,trine,square,opposite, etc) still exist, even they produce effects. If it doesn't aspect any of your planets or personal points, check the house placement of the asteroid, maybe some stuff/topics relating to this asteroid could affect some topics/stuff relating to the house placement . ⚠️

[xxmisukii]

Oh boy…. being a Jayvik shipper is hard (especially on twitter)

I can understand if people see them as platonic, romantic,… but brothers? When I and my sister heard that ppl see them as brothers, we looked at each other with disgust (we’re not the only one). And everytime I see post on tik tok or twitter that is aimed for shippers, there is ALWAYS at least one comment that says “oh but they’re like brothers” (if u see them like that, then ok it’s your opinion idc, but if you proceed to argue about it NON STOP with the shippers, calling them stupid and delusional, then something’s wrong with you, if you can’t even respect someone’s opinion)

AND they always use these same arguments whenever they can:

Argument numero uno: “but Jayce said he’s like his brother”

like yeah we get it, he said it, but what was the last time he called him that ? In season 1.

He stopped calling him that after.

(And it happens in real life too, you can change how you see someone after some time)

Number 2 “but writters said they aren’t canon”

when did they said that? (I’m genuinely asking)

and so what? it’s not illegal to ship characters even when the creators says it’s not canon. go argue about it with some animators, music creators, voice actors,… because they ship it too (btw same thing happened with Luca)

Also did they forgot about concept of “shipping”?? it doesn’t matter if they end up together or not. Ppl shipped Elsa and Jack Frost, FFS

If Jayvik was heterosexual pair, no one would fvcking deny it, everyone would say that they’re romantic and more than friends (I know this argument is used a lot, but it’s the reality)

Argument number 3: “Men nowadays can’t be just friends”

Yeah sure, but girls and boys always have to be something more than friends, right?

(The homophobia is loud)

The reason why many ppl ship it, is because they have good chemistry, dynamic, lore, etc. and not because they’re both dudes

If the creators want them to be just a friends, then they should interpret in the show more

If you can’t live with the fact that ppl ship two male characters, then don’t interact, easy

(Anyway this is all, sorry about this long rant, but I’m tired hearing the same things EVERY.DAMN.TIME😀 these ppl make me feel like shi sometimes)

[tw1l1te]

Heyy you fabulous writter! You've had me hooked ever since I first found a post of yours and I don't know if you're taking writing requests but if you are...I'd like to humbly request you to write this idea?🙏

Essentially I think it'd be really cute having a small one-shot of the LU boys in twilights hyrule and them meeting his S/O. His S/O can either be a simple farmer who grew up in the same area or the idea of someone he met on his journey who also had animal turning 'abilities'/features comes to mind so they understand each other more than most. IDK if it's a silly idea or not I just thinks the boys reactions (especially time teasing twilight and such) would be Hella cute! Anyways thanks and keep the good work up! 🫡

- Anon🧋

Yesyesyesyes living out my cottage core dream with mr. cowboy teehee

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Twilight was getting giddier by the second as he approached Ordon, and the boys could tell. He was clenching and unclenching his fists, trying the keep the nervousness at bay, but how could he do that when he was about to see you. His beloved.

"I don't think I have ever seen you this jittery before, Pup. What's wrong?"

Twilight was about to answer him when they hear a loud gasp.

Twilight turns to see you on a tree above them, clad in what seems to be.... his old tunic? You jump down, hopping down branch by branch before landing inches away from Twilight.

"Oh by three- you're home! I missed you so much-"

He shuts you up, by pulling you in for a kiss, months of love and desperation melting onto you.

You had to pull away to avoid creating awkwardness for the others, "Alright, easyyy cowboy. Now why don't you tell me about your lil' friends?"

Time raises an eyebrow at him, clearly interested in your character.

"Oh! I completely forgot t' introduce myself! I'm Y/n, mister hero's partner."

Time nods, holding out a hand to shake.

"I'm Time, a... friend of Link's. We all met on his recent adventure."

You nod, squinting a bit at him, then eyeing the rest of them. You walk around them slightly, eyeing their garb and equipment a bit before nodding back at your boyfriend.

"They're Links too, aren't they?"

Legend jumps slightly at that, "How did you-"

You smile at him, "I gotta good nose."

Twilight shakes his head, chuckling "Alright, lets go back to the village before you start figuring everyone out."

You jog up to him, animatedly waving your hands, rambling about Colin and how good with swordsmanship he's become. Before you could continue rambling, Wind asks, "How'd you two meet?"

You and Twilight pause, looking at each other before responding.

"Oh, y'know, I met him on his quest during the Twilight Era. Stinky do-wait, they know, right?"

"They're too nosy for their own good."

"Right, so. I met him while I was in my alternate form. Fell on top of me from a brittle tree-"

"-Wait, you have a wolf form too?!" Wind exclaims, running up to you.

You snort, this kid's funny.

"Nah, that's hero's spirit and all. It's better if I show ya."

You focus for a moment before you feel the shift, still uncomfortable but so much less painful than the first time it happened, oh so many years ago.

Opening your eyes, you can feel your senses sharpen, everything intensifying tenfold.

"A fucking fox???!?!! Twilight, your wife is so cool."

"Not my wife yet, but thank you."

You walk up to Wind, cooing at him. He hesitantly pets your fur on your head, earning him a soft purr from you.

You walk up to the rest of them, just looking at them. You give a few extra sniffs to the pink-haired one, him smelling like hare.

Shifting back, you walk back to Twilight, your fur coat retreating back into your skin. You give him a peck on the cheek, continuing your way back to the village.

"Y'all coming or what?"

Twilight breaks out of his lovestruck trance, following you. Time walks up to Twilight, muttering to him,

"I can tell you've got a thing for foxy personalities."

"Oh, shut up."

[wylanvaneckreal]

ANYA HEADCANONS!!!

Anya is so so silly I love her sm. I just wanna scope her up and give her a big fat hug!!

• Rip Anya, you would've loved Mitski. ESPECIALLY crack baby (get it?😂🫵)

• I honestly feel like she's would have always hated baby's, like even since she was a kid she hated baby's 🙏

• she has a writing passion, she would 100% be a wattpad writter

• would've had little house/desk plants EVERYWHERE

• was a teenage dirt bag 💀🙏, always sneaking into places, stealing shit, stuff like that. But grew out of that phase pretty quickly

• loves baking. She would be making cookies and pies all the time, u can't tell me otherwise

• Anya is DEFINITELY a cat person. She loves cats, owns like 3 of them

• listens to 80's/90's music

[tmwcs]

hiiiiii reinna i love ur work it makes my day everytime i read it lmaooo <333

i was wondering if u could make a fic abt sunoo like youre the 8th member of enhypen and since youre not that girly or act cute like the other female idols instead kinda tomboy and baddie sunoo finds you annoying cos hes not used to it but the other members r fine. one day after dance practice (y/n and jungwon r roomates) saurrr jungwon told yn the tea abt sunoo hating her but yn secretly likes sunoo. So after jungwon left to go somehwere idk shopping?? Yn cried n cried n cried and u can basically use ur creative imagination for the rest 👻👻 pls make it smut at the end tho i love it 👻👻👻

Thanksssssss miss bestest ever writter everrrr!! 1!111!1 ❤️❤️❤️

"Ddeonu....."

@reyna-ohno - I hope i did you justice ;)

Warnings: unprotected smut, fingering, gossiping, enemies to lovers trope, some minor angst, cursing's, a little bit of hate sex....and i think that's it. to make it more believable, Y/n has her own room but is close with the members and allows them to come hang out. I wrote majority of this while i was on bedrest recovering, so i apologize this is not proofread.

"She's really not at all like the others..." Jake remarks as he sits next to Heeseung, noting that your behavior on camera, was very much genuine as you were no different than how you were off camera.

"Yeah she doesnt seem to be into that whole cutsie thing. Kind of refreshing actually."

"Yeah man, i think so too."

Everyone could relatively agree, to see you be yourself, it was new and fresh, and a delight to see. For Sunoo, it was an abomination.

While you were filming alongside Jungwon, while you were chic and stylish in your own manner, you opted for casual and simple flares of fashion rather than the traditional girly and fancy type. With a loose pair of jeans on, a fitted tee shirt with a matching baseball cap, you displayed your smile and laughter by having a good time being the only girl member in the band.

Watching from aside, Sunoo glares and rolls his eyes. Next to him, Sunghoon pops over and gives him a slight side bump to break the silence after noting the look of irritation on his face. "Whats got you all worked up?"

"Why can't she just be like the rest of the girls in the industry? She's not at all doing well on these weverse lives, people want to see cute girls being....cute...not relaxed and chilled."

"give her a break, she's just being herself man. Can't be mad at that."

"I'm not mad i just.....i just dont get it." Sunoo shakes his head as he turns and walks away with his arms crossed, obviously irritated by your lack of enthusiasm when it came to attempting to be adorable, much like your counterpart, Jungwon. For a young man to be far more agile in being cute in his mannerisms, more than you, that usually was an indicator that you were someone who was far too much of a hopeless cause. Truth of the matter, Sunoo knew what the public liked, he knew that fans liked it when idols did silly and cute things like finger hearts, squinting eyes while displaying a cat like smile, or making high pitched sounds. You didn't do any of that, nor did you attempt it, which caused him to wonder if you were going to be the downfall of Enhypen.

Finishing the live stream, you and the boys all made your way back home to the dorm where you nestled yourself in you room, conveniently next to Jungwon's, who had developed a close bond with, much like a sibling. Since receiving your room assignments, being the only girl, you got your own room, yet it was nice to have Jungwon right next to you, since it was easy for him to come in and out to visit all throughout the night to hang out or watch tv together. Tonight was no different, especially with the new episodes of your guys favorite tv show coming out.

*Knock knock*

"come in." you softly call out, and as expected, you watched as Jungwon brings in a plate of fresh hot hotteok, and tea.

"did you start it?"

"no not yet, was waiting for you."

"Ah."

settling in as he places the plate and two cups on the table, you both prepared to watch the latest episode. As the opening credits rolled, Jungwon took the opportunity to talk about the vlive from earlier.

"Hey so......only because i'm the leader.......but......does it bother you that Sunoo.....well....you know...."

Raising your eyebrows in confusion as you munched on the honey filled treat, you looked up and shrugged your shoulders slightly. "What do you mean?"

"You dont know?"

"Know what?"

Jungwon sighs as he curses himself for opening a door that he wish he hadn't. "nevermind."

"Nooooo...dont be like that....tell me."

"its just....well....he really doesnt like you......and he makes it obvious."

Stunned, your eyes grew wide as you felt your heart drop. "Oh....he does?"

"yeah......do you want me to talk to him about it?"

Shaking your head, you kept your composure as best as you could. "No...its fine.....i'm sure he'll get over it."

Jungwon smiles in return. "yeah, i'm glad you're not too upset about it."

But the fact of the matter was, you were upset....deeply. No one would know of it, since you were very much strategic in keeping it hidden, but you were quite fond of Sunoo....you actually liked him even....so much, that you caught yourself dreaming of him, fantasizing on what it would be like to snuggle up with him, going on dates, or just being in his embrace and smelling his cologne.

You held it all in and the entire night, one episode after another, you felt as if your heart was punching your chest outward.

...........

"Well, i'm gonna go to bed. we got an early morning tomorrow, so dont stay up too late."

"Okay." you feigned a smile as you watched him walk out. The moment you left the room, you hid yourself into the dimmed lighting in your room and began crying. You felt hurt. Did Sunoo really not like you? Why? You both hardly shared any words to one another. Yet it all started to make sense, for all the times you though back when you tried to make conversation, only to watch him side eye you as he would get up and leave the room. There were other moments too, such as whenever you would sit right next to him, and he'd let out an exhausting sigh, and get up to walk across the other side of the room to sit in a different seat. Initially, you didn't think much of it, you had thought he merely was just shy or just was not used to being around female idols. But now......it all makes senses. The man who you really wanted to be with....the one you admired from afar, day dreamed...the one you would do anything for, actually disliked you.....hated you......

Sobbing away into your kneecaps as you held your legs to your chest, you failed to notice that Jungwon had mistakenly left your door cracked open, not shutting it all the way through. With the bit of the dimmed lighting peeking out from the crack, the hallway remained pitch black with just a strip of the orange and yellow hue coming from your room.

Walking up after grabbing a bottle water from the kitchen, Sunoo strolls through the same hallway, all to reach his room at the end of the corridor.

hearing the faint sounds of your sobs, he takes a swig of his water and gulps it down as he sides eye the slivers crack in the door.

“is she….crying? What is her deal?”

sighing out in frustration, he took the chance to enter and see if he could get you to stop, considering your room was across from his. With all that sniffling and whimpering, it would be hard for him to get some sleep with your cries echoing in the hall. Walking into the dimmed room, he gently shuts the door behind him and walks further in. Breaching the opening of your room, he stands straight and leans against the wall while watching your pitiful state. Taking another gulp of water down, he rolls his eyes as he breaks the silence.

“you know if you’re going to cry, you can at least have your door shut all the way through so you don’t wake anyone.”

jolting out of your fetal position, you look up him with your tear stained face. Shocked, your eyes were wide and glossy, pieces of your hair remained plastered on your face and you softly whimpered out a few sniffles before stuttering out an “s-sorry….”

eyeing you down, he takes yet, another gulp from his bottle. Switching his gaze to the floor as he screws the cap back on, he crosses his arms before asking you the big question, merely because he grew curious after seeing your face.

“so…..”

confused, you sat there in silence and looked off to the side before turning back to him. “……um….s..sorry?”

sighing out as he rubbed his temple, he finally speaks out. It was soft yet firm, with a low tone….much lower than what he normally dispelled.

“bitch why are you crying?”

taken aback, your eyes became overflowing with the stinging of tears once more when you heard his harsh tone. Whimpering into your kneecaps again, he rolled his eyes in defeat as he regains composure and attempts this once more.

“okay okay look….just tell me why you’re crying. Can you do that? Hmm? Can you just stop and talk for a second? I’d like to eventually get some beauty rest.”

you shifted over and turned your back towards him.

“just go sunoo…….you’re not going to be the solution to any of my problems right now.”

��Huh…..”

gaining width in his widened glare, you heard his foot steps and thought he was walking in the opposite direction to exit the room. It wasn’t until you felt his weight plopping beside you that you realized he was sitting right next to you. Not only that, but the moment you heard his careless whisper, how his hot breath touched your ear, you knew he was far closer than he had ever been with you.

“Why is that?” He whispered into your ear. you shuttered as you felt an electric shock travel up and down your spine.

“stop! Why are you here? Why do you even care or try? I know you hate me…..just….leave me alone.” You broke down and began to sob as you lashed out the truth.

he didn’t deny it, nor did he try to argue with you on your statement, he did in fact, borderline hated you. Though hearing you say it aloud made him feel a certain type of way about it.

“you’re right….I do hate you.”

“could you please just go……..I….I don’t understand…I’ve never done anything to you….I’ve tried to be nice and I’ve always been helpful…..I’ve……I’ve don’t everything I could to make you see how much I care…” breaking down, you sobbed as you curled your body in.

“I know.” He admitted, nonchalantly at that, as if he knew all this time yet still found it suitable to hate you. But that’s as all about to change….

feeling his hand grasp your shoulder and turning you over, in a rather forceful nature, you gasped out in shock as you witness his frame hovering over you. His feline eyes staring right into your iris and a soft, very faint smile appeared on his pouty lips.

his pupils shift in random direction as he takes in y the sight of your face. Releasing a soft chuckle, he calmly speaks out.

“cute.”

caught off guard, he blinked in shock before uttering an “excuse me?” Bidding him to clarify.

“I said, ‘cute’. Does crying make you deaf too?”

“why are you being this way? I don’t get it…..”

“welcome to my world."

"What is your problem!?" you snapped. you've about had it with his cocky attitude and the lack of sincerity in his tone. Yet the moment he pinned you down as he leaned further in, with his nose pressed against your cheek and his hot breath grazing against your lips, you were shocked still.

"you know, you put on that act to behave like one of the guys. you act cool and casual, and you treat all aspects of being a girl as something that is beneath you. yet look at you now.....crying and looking so adorable......so soft....all your feminine features coming out with each tear drop you cry out."

"ar.....are you toying with me?"

"Maybe.......is that bad?.....is that something that bothers you?"

Shrugging from left to right, you try to break free from his grasp as he began to hold on to your wrists. "huh....you're even cuter when you struggle."

"stop it! get off of me!"

"I will.....if you can get me off." he smirks with that sly smile that he was known for. You gave in as you break down from feeling the immense different in strength. Despite being the carefree and adored idol he was, Sunoo was indeed still, a man.

"Why .....just why....?"

Smirking once more, he leans further in and pauses just before his lips are met with yours. "ddeonu" he whispers.

You raised a brow in annoyance as you whispered back. "is that supposed to be funny? like a joke?"

Once more, he whispers back "ddeonu....you tell me...." smiling and smirking against your lips, you faintly smile back as you feel his grasp loosen and soften up, with his finger tips stroking your skin.

"do. you really hate me?" you asked.

Before he could answer, you softy whispered and cut him off. "let me guess.....ddeonu?"

His eyes widening for a moment, he whispers firmly and tells you, "say it again."

Leaning slightly upward, you softly tell him......"ddeonu....."

His lips lock yours in. His hands eagerly roam up and down your body. Your hands rest on his broad shoulders as you feel his grope slightly shift your body upward from the overwhelming sensation of his soft skin traveling all over your stomach, your breasts, and your ribcage. breaking the kiss to catch his breath, ultimately allowing for you to do the same, he breathes out his gasping words as he rips your buttons apart.

"Whine for me....little girl."

"No Sunoo...."

"Do it."

Kissing you, he shoves his hand down your shorts and flickers his two fingers against your clit. Just as he wanted, you whimper into his mouth as he holds your wrists down with one hand. "Whine some more." he breathes out.

Meshing his lips with yours, he rubs your slit up and down and presses his palm on it as he clams a grip and shoves his tongue deeper into your mouth.

Breaking free for a moment, you turn your head and gasp out. "God!.....I hate you i swear."

"Do you now? Tell me how much you hate the fox." he mumbles against your lips, as. he pulls down your shorts and panties, rolling them down past your kneecaps.

"Sunoo....." you whispered out.

Hovering over, he props his frame on his knees and pulls his shirt off, loosening his sweatpants, he leans back in and props his chest to remain heightened just above your exposed breasts as he uses his arm to stilt himself up. His hair loosely draping down as he eyes you with an intrigued glare.

"you look so cute when you cry...."

"........you're crazy."

"every sly fox is." he smirks as he kisses you once more, this time it was tender, and more gentle. Leaning all the way down, you relished as his body melts into yours, your arms wrap around his neck as you feel him probe your entrance. Gasping for air, you grip on to his shoulders and dig your fingers in as you feel him slide the remaining length inside you.

"Y-you...you're not wearing a condom." you breathed out, wincing your eyes shut as you felt the sting of him inserting all the way through.

"Don't worry.....i know you're a good girl....and you know i'm clean.....considering we're with each other all the time." he heavily breaths out upon feeling the pressure of your entry squeezing him as he bottoms out inside.

It was true, since you always had feelings for the man to your right, you never once paid any mind to all of your fans, the other idols, or staff that showed interest. You remained faithful to a dream that you never thought would have come, yet you stayed hopeful. The dreams alone, were enough to get you by, now that you were in this moment, it all felt surreal.

"Ah! You...you're too big!"

Kissing you tenderly, he begins to thrust slowly and deeply. "Yeah?....It might be because you're super tight." wincing at the last part, he grits his teeth slightly as he pulls out yet kept the tip nestled in before shoving himself all the way back in through.

"Fuck.....you're really tight......" breathing in deeply into your ear, he caresses both sides of your head and twirls his fingers with your hair as he softly kisses your helix, nibbles on your lobe and licks the inside of your ear canal.

"Ugh! ugh! Sunoo!" you gasp out as you release each pleasurably moan and bite your lip. Remaining in the missionary position, Sunoo props himself up as he lifts both your legs and rests them over his shoulders. "S...sstop." you shyly utter out as he positions you to be fully exposed and in his view. "Shhhh......be a good girl." breathes out as he reaches around one of your thighs and circles the pad of his thumb on your clit. With your hips dipping high and low with each thrust, he picks up the pace upon seeing how delectable your breasts looked as they jiggle up and down from his momentum.

"Oh.....shit....move like that some more baby girl...." he gasps as the sweat beads drip down and his hair glistens and becomes slick wet. "Move...baby....move some more...." thrusting in faster and faster, you lose breath as his bumping thrust instilled a raging sense of pelting pleasure that penetrates deep into your chest.

"Oh.......oh my god...fuck.......what.....what are you doing??...." you gasp out as you bite on to your finger as you shift your face off to the side, your body drenched with sweat as you take in thrust after thrust. Feeling him easily sliding in, you felt your body leaking the bit of moisture onto his lengthy shaft as his thrusts and friction caused it to thicken and cream up on the base of your opening, with a reside ringing around his length.

"Shhhh......take it cutie....fuck.......take it all." he gasps out as he thrusts in deeper, leaning back in as his chest rests atop your breasts, locking your lips in once more. Your moans started to pick up volume, so he swoops a hand and gently covers your mouth while planting his lips on your forehead, taking in the feeling of your face jolting up and down as he pelts you with his hip thrusts. "Oh you're so fucking good.....you know that?" he whispers as he kisses your sweaty brow line as you moan out your muffled answer into his palm. "keep taking it.....just......shit....little more......r-...right there...." gasping out a deep breath, he pulls out his shaft and watches as the slime of your body's lubricant and his pre-cum lines a bridge between your entry and his tip. Aiming for your breasts, he holds his shaft steadily in his palm as he releases and paints your chest with his seed. Chuckling as he catches his breath, he kisses your face tenderly as you whimper out, trying your best to calm your heartbeat.

"Can't get you pregnant....not yet.....staff and company wouldn't like that....." with a tender kiss, he softly rolls his tongue around, massaging the inside of your cheeks as he continues.

"but maybe.....a little later......maybe we'll make something as cute as you.....hmm?"

Tired, breathless, weakened and limp, you whispered out "ddeonu...." to which he laughs as he keeps his lips planted on your cheek.

"I do...."

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[haveihitanerve]

Hi, i love your writting, i think you are a talented writter, and would love if you tried making an idea i'd have for a while.

It starts simple, all the batkids for some reason or another are angry with Bruce feeling he dosent appreciate them, having doutes of his love for them as his children and not only soldiers in his mission, for the trama they get hit with some magic figthing a villain that manifest younger versions of the vigilantes, of a simpler time were they knew Batman loved them and they see as Bruce reacts the same as always, that as they grew older they forgot how was been love for him whas like that he never stopedd, maybe he does something with the younger versions that the older ones as him to stop, i want the childhood nostalgia the love of there father never faiding, only them forgetting it's meaning.

If you can't write this its okay i appreciate all the things you publish, thank you for your time, have a wonderfull day.

okay so firstly 😭😭😭 thank you so much💗💗💗

secondly- (okay so this is an edit, i finished writing it a second ago, i did tweak your thing just ever so slightly where instead of the thing making them younger and remembering all that stuff, i had a sort of Adam's Project thing going on where I had them meet their younger selves, i hope that's okay 🙃also i only did Dick Jason and Steph😅because i feel like they're the most filled with those doubts [if you dont consider steph to be one of his, then i suggest just skipping that one also 😅]) {also to clarify- Jason is Adult Jason, Lil J is younger version Jason, RD or Robin Dick is younger version Dick, and RS is Robin Steph, young version Steph}

"Oh that's not good."

The words came from Dick. Jason spun, assessing his older brothers words of warning. The man they were fighting, well, the lead man they were fighting, there were quite a few other men around who also packed some punches, had pulled out some ancient ray gun wand type of thing. "Fuck." He drew out the curse, letting it drop off. "Language." Bruce intoned immediately, voice not even strained as he took on three goons. "Shut up." Jason growled back, falling back alongside Dick and Steph to regroup.

"What do we do?" Steph asked, eyes scanning the glowing orb at the head of the stick, narrowed and analytical. "You're the one who always comes up with the plans." Jason snapped back. "Be nice." Dick interceded quickly before it could become an interfamilial fight instead of vigilantes versus goons. "Try and finish the others and don't engage." Bruce ordered, as always, butting in. "Copy." Dick sighed with a nod at them, first to follow orders even though he was a full ass adult now, and peeled off of the wall, flipping back into the fray.

Steph gave Jason a look and followed suit, tumbling down backwards. Jason rolled his eyes, and just jumped, slamming his fist into a nearby goons face. It felt good to release his pent up angry energy, felt good to pummel something.

He was pissed at Bruce. He was always pissed at Bruce, really, but now he was especially. The man just didn't know when to stop the mission and focus on his kids. Let them focus on the mission. He was always barking orders, growling at them to follow them, and never followed them himself.

Like now, for instance, and Jason groaned as Bruce, predictably, approached the man with the suspicious magical artifact, a direct rebuttal of his order "do not engage."

"Do as I say not as I do, huh?" Dick called his way, and while Jason did mock his brother for being "daddy's little boy", he did appreciate how quick Dick moved to critique him. Bruce grunted something that might have been the affirmative back, and continued forward, uncaring of the hypocrisy. The man lifted his gun. "Dad wait-" Dick called, reaching for him, but Jason snagged his arm. Steph pulled him back. Wrong move. The man spun, and Jason had just enough time to see the horror in Bruce's eyes before everything went black.

"Who are you?" Jason scrambled backwards, springing to his feet. Blue eyes blinked at him owlishly. "Who are you?" The kid repeated, and Jason began to get very ill. "Who are you?" Young Jason repeated a final time, eyes narrowed in suspicion. Jason threw up.

"So you're from the future." It wasn't really a question, but Jason nodded anyway, accepting the washcloth from younger him with a quick "thanks". Little him cocked his head and frowned. He had been given the barest details, just enough to stop his suspicions and prevent him from calling Bruce.

"You don't like B very much right now, do you?" Jason ran a hand through his hair. "To be fair I don't like him very much at any time, so..' He shrugged. Little him cocked his head. "Why not?" Jason shrugged again. "Its a cumulation of things really. He doesn't love me. Always focuses on the mission over his kids. Has to be in charge constantly. I mean," He scoffed. "Its not like I care, you know? That ship had sailed for me, sorry kid," He winced apologetically. "But he should at least try for the new ones."

Little J examined him critically for a second, then spoke. "I don't believe you." Jason snorted. "I don't expect you too. Sorry kiddo, but you'll see. One day." Lil Jason shook his head. "No. No you're wrong." Jason cocked his head, leaning against the desk. "Oh really?"

Little Jason nodded. "Yeah. I think... I think you don't want to see it anymore. Because you're older. Because you're mad at him. And so I think I remember stuff that you maybe don't." Jason swallowed, dropping his hands to rest on either side of him. "Yeah? Like what?" Lil J seemed to consider for a second before answering.

"Like how he tucks us in. Every night after patrol. It doesn't matter how tired he is, how much he would rather go take a shower and pass out in his own bed, every night, he carries me upstairs, tucks me in, makes sure my night light is on, and even asks if I want a bedtime story. No matter what." Little Jason was staring off, just past Jason, lost in the memories.

"Or that day that he stayed home with us, instead of going on patrol, because we were sick. He didn't have to. But he did. And he watched trashy TV with us, and ordered us food. And spent the whole day with us."

Jason swallowed. He had forgotten about that. "Yeah?" He challenged, his voice more scratchy than he would have liked. "What else do you remember?"

"Hello." Dick opened his eyes slowly, only years of training under the Bat keeping his face steady as two very familiar blue eyes blinked back at him. The eyes he saw every morning in the mirror. Robin Dick Grayson offered him a toothy grin. "Welcome to the year 1982. You've been Robin for four years. How goes the future?"

Dick propped himself up onto his elbows, forcing his younger self to stand upright and take a step back. "Aware of who I am huh?" He asked, accepting the water bottle and granola bar Robin Dick handed him. "Uh-huh." RD smiled. "Figured it out all on my own too. Didn't even need Brushe." Dick winced. He had forgotten about that little lisp he'd had when he was 12.

"Does uh, does Bruce know I'm here?" He asked casually. Clearly his acting skills needed work because RD did not seemed convinced that it was casual. "Do you want him to know?" He asked back just as casually. Dick smiled in relief. "No. Thanks." RD shrugged. "He doeshn't need to know everythig." "He thinks he does." Dick muttered with a wince, pushing himself into a chair.

Wrong thing to say. Robin Dick examined him critically. "No. He doeshn't." He said it like a fact, like it was just common knowledge that Dick was supposed to know. Well, if this was his younger self maybe he was supposed to know it. Maybe he had. Once. "He likesh to." RD admitted, leaning against his bed. "But he doesn't have to." "Oh yeah?" Dick challenged, tilting his head up. "Give me one example."

Robin Dick considered that for a second, and Dick was about to crow "ha I knew it", but RD beat him to speaking. "Like the time we meshed up that job in Crime Alley." Dick's blood went cold. He remembered that night. "You mean when he sent me to bed without dinner and benched me from being Robin?" The words were out before he could stop them.

Young Dick looked at him with a mixture of concern and disgust. "That'sh not what happened at all." He shook his head, elaborating before Dick could tell him to. "I was sho scared when B arrived. So shcared. But he asked if I was alright, and if I had shaved everyone." Young Dick swallowed, face turning pale. "I told him yesh, and that was it. He dropped it. Helped me finish up, and we went home. I know he wash dying to know. But he didn't ashk. Just left it alone."

RD cheek's hollowed as he inhaled. "And he made me dinner. Alfred wash gone with some of his veteran friends. But I wasn't hungry. He said okay, kissed my forehead, and let me go to bed." Dick shook his head, but... it wasn't untrue, what the kid was saying. "And I benched myself for a week afterwards. I just... wasn't ready." RD eyes refocused, and he looked at Dick. "He loves me. Us." And he said it with such finality... that Dick nodded.

"I thought I'd be taller." Steph jerked up, squinting against the bright light. "What?" "Tal-ler." The girl in front of her sounded out the syllables, tongue sticking out of the side of her mouth as she cut up a magazine. Steph knew that voice. And that hair. And everything.

"You?" She asked, wincing. "Believe me I ain't too pleased with it either." Her younger self answered, pulling out some glue. Steph rubbed her side, propping herself up on the bed and looking down to where her younger self sat on the floor. "Its... exactly how its in the manor now." Her younger self glanced up. "O' course it is." She shook her head, ponytail slapping back and forth. "Why would you e'er change it?"

Steph fought her wince at her old Gotham drawl. It wasn't that she didn't have it anymore, it was just that she had learned to cover it up better. It wasn't as loud. "So why're you here?" RS asked, holding up the large bright purple sheet of paper she was cutting and pasting on, eyeing it critically.

"I don't know." Steph admitted, rubbing her arms. "It just sort of... happened. I mean, it wasn't supposed to be me, it was supposed to be Bruce-" RS's head jerked up abruptly. "You mean he wadn't there??" Steph shrugged. "Well... he was. He just, didn't get there in time." RS scoffed. Steph scowled. "What is that so hard to believe?"

RS nodded, as though that was an easy true/false question. "Yeah." She answered before Steph could dwell too long on it. "It ees. He's always there for me." She shot Steph a glare, like it was her fault Bruce hadn't moved faster.

"No he's not." Steph snapped back. "He's never there for you and that's why it never works out!" She slammed a hand to her mouth. Conversing with her past self was one thing, revealing her future was another. But Young Steph didn't seem concerned, continuing her cutting like her older self hadn't said anything. At Steph's look she sighed, setting down her work. "Well you're still wit 'im now aren't cha?" Steph gave an odd little head bop. "So it does work out."

She went back to her work like nothing had occurred. "You are a strange one." Steph murmured quietly. RS sent her a grin. "Of course. Birds of a feather bats of a cave y'know. Us crazies gotta stick together." Steph laughed, wondering if she'd ever told Bruce he was crazy to his face. To be honest, she probably had. Young Steph held up her concoction, displaying a bright purple sign with big blocky cut out letters and pictures "HAPPY BIRTHDAY B-MAN, I MEAN BRUCE!" Steph laughed.

"Any suggestions?" RS asked, smiling at the laugh of approval. Steph dug around in her pocket, pulling out a little corked bottle that Bruce had once gifted her. She'd never used it before. "Glitter."

When they all tumbled back into their universe they landed in the cave, thankfully, and Bruce was hunched over the computer, fingers flying. "Uh," Dick scratched the back of his neck, looking at the other two. "Meet anyone new?" He guessed. "Someone old." Steph returned. "Someone I haven't spoken too in a while." Jason nodded his agreement. Dick smiled. "Me too. Good?" The word was loaded, tentative and searching. Steph looked at Jason, and both nodded. "Yeah. Good."

"Go away. I'm not eating. Not until they're back." Bruce grunted at them, eyes trained on the screen. Jason smirked. "Well gee old man, guess you can eat now." Bruce's fingers stilled. Steph almost laughed at the sudden change, the rapid fire speed suddenly stopped like a comic.

Slowly, ever so slowly, he turned towards them, like this had happened before and they'd vanished. "How long were we gone?" Dick asked, ever the practical one. He didn't have time to react before Bruce's arms were around him, crushing him to his chest. "Too long." the man murmured. Steph poked Jason in the arm, pointing at the calendar, then the clock. Three hours. Not even a full day.

Jason didn't even manage to give a reacting before he was in Bruce's arms too. "How could I ever forget?" He muttered, to himself, and Dick frowned, before understanding crossed his features. Steph blew out a breath, waiting for Bruce to let go so that she could give her update and leave, but the Bruce was hugging her too, and... yeah. How could she ever have forgotten?

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