#He hasn't talked about vigilante stuff since he got back

[mary-dawn]

I LOVED THIS ((Also, Cass i love you))

Also, Jason died and suffered brain damage, he has the right to not remember (or not want to remember) some things. However, this only ends up reinforcing the family's strange reactions to conversations that mention the past. The way they slightly manipulate the conversation to lighter topics, things Jason liked, news, meeting the new siblings, etc.

Not that Jason knows that these reactions are strange, though (you would think so, but look, the family's intelligence only remains when they are in costumes). Because despite being initially confused by everyone's reaction, he thinks it makes some sense??. Of course he would think that, he never met Cass or Tim, he was never close to Dick and it is clear that Bruce has changed over the years, so he does not judge how they act (he is already confused and overwhelmed enough with the fact that his room still exists).

Meanwhile, the family is a mess (but good, at the same time??). They are in denial, but deep down they all (at least they think) know that Jason is an impostor (even if he is harmless). And because of that, they avoid getting into topics related to Batman and Robin, both for safety and fear, they don't know how the new Jason would react to the knowledge that the original Jason was Robin and was brutally murdered. The "new" Jason is not like they original, but them ended loving him anyway (Cass mostly, and Tim too).

They become protective and treat Jason so well that he doesn't know exactly how to react for the first few weeks. (He is afraid to do something and they will show him how wrong he was for believing that they would want him back).

But... Bruce acts like a father and is near him, Dick is nicer and expends more time there with they, Tim is not adopted yet, but he´s cool and little brother shaped, and Cass is a calm and amazing to hangout with. Jason can't lie, he is very happy, even if he don't know is a trap or not) Now, the problem. He came to Gotham to get revenge, fight Bruce and maybe shoot the new damn Robin, however, he can't stay that angry anymore since the accident. (The greenish-tinted outbursts of rage and violence are less frequent and quiet enough for him to keep them hidden). So how can he keep going when Bruce seems so happy to have him back? Or when Tim ends up being a surprisingly fun kid, talking about skateboarding, music or being an annoying genius (Like, Jason doesn't even know when "replacement" turned into Tim in the first place). He doesn't know if it's real, but he's been missing his family since before he dug out of the ground. He has the right to enjoy a bit of this, right? He tells himself is a trap hide with honey and smiles, but he's having the best time there and when the time comes, he can fight back, show that he was also planing on them, and go full Lazarus Rage on them (he is also in denial, is a family thing , after some weeks he must know deep down is not fake).

So he puts his plans aside (for a while, at least, he knows that Bruce's way is not working and Red Hood might apear in a close future to fix this), and just lets himself enjoy this. He is, as the time passed, more hopeful that this time things can last.

Prompt:

Brucie Wayne gets into a mild accident in public (read-got hit by a car). And Batman would just walk it off (“it’s barely a bruise”), but Brucie obviously… can’t.

So he has to suffer the ordeal of having civilians call paramedics, getting fussed over, and having-

Having his dead son get into the back of the ambulance with him.

Oh- oh no. He must have hit his head worse than he thought. He thought he was past this…

[rayshippouuchiha]

I remembered your idea about Grimmjow mentoring Izuku and I have world building/background.

Grimm got to the bnha universe because some idiots were trying to summon a demon to kill some heroes and since there aren't any in universe the magic spell outsourced. The idiots did not survive their stupidity. Grimm is really annoying because he's pretty sure it's going to take at least a year to get home.

Finding and starting to teach Izuku delayed his plans, but not by too much. Grim figures he'll just wait for the kid to die and bring Izuku's soul back with him. Classic Arrancar adoption tactics.

Inko is a little uncomfortable with a demon adopting her son with a plan of making him another demon, but honestly Izuku's just so happy these days that she's cool with it. She does the paperwork to make Grim a distant relative.

People in the bnha universe don't really have reiatsu but they still have souls. Grim just has to teach izuku to reform his soul so it's bleach style instead. He's pretty sure that any of the many mad scientists he knows would tell him it's impossible, but izuka did it anyways so there.

For paperwork they claim that it's a family inherited work that is super finicky and requires a lot of control and often doesn't activate without life or death danger or knowing how to activate it beforehand. Which it is true, using reiatsu for stuff more complicated than "be stronger and hardier," let alone kidou, takes decades of learning. Even if hollow style kidou is easier to learn, it's not by that much. Grim mostly focuses Izuku on learning the basics of combat and maybe sonido.

Izuku ends up good at kicking people in the face like canon, but he also has throwing knives and a tanto to complete the danger gremlin evolution.

He kicks Bakugou in the face and breaks his nose. Their relationship isn't great but it's not as awful as in cannon.

Grimmjow is setting up connections with the villain community one day when he hears about some mysterious, powerful fucker called All For One. He hasn't eaten in a while, and that seems like someone no one will miss so he eats out for the day. The villain underground immediately falls into chaos but that isn't his problem.

Coincidentally, Inko's deadbeat husband finally stopped sending money. (Whether he's AfO or just some asshole who died in the chaos is up to you.) She shrugs and moves on. She saved and invested most money he gave them anyways.

Grim ends up running a dojo. First he just needs space to teach Izuku but I firmly believe that despite his general misanthropic tendencies he actually likes kids, so the whole thing balloons pretty fast. He ends up with this weird teenager who calls himself Dabi as an assistant, since the kid already knew how to fight pretty well.

With an actual support system Dabi ends up significantly less burned and significantly more sane. He works as a vigilante, killing marital and child abusers. He's really uncertain about what to do about Endeavor, because he wants to kill him but the man also scares the shit out of him, and he doesn't want to free his siblings just to put them in the spotlight. Grimmjow is less than zero help, but Inko gives him a big hug and helps him start to set up a legal case if that's what he decides to do. He's like Izuku's weird, obnoxious older cousin.

Speaking of the lov, Kurogiri got out and took Shigaraki with him when AfO died. They end up picking up the rest of the league overtime. All the kids try to convince Kurogiri to reach back out to his friends from when he was Oboro. They might or might not be vigilantes.

What are you talking about, this isn't a fix it fic.

The UA staff are deeply baffled when they meet Izuku's guardians: the sweetest little lady you ever did meet and what Aizawa is pretty sure is an actual, literal demon from hell. In hindsight, though, it makes sense.

Thank you for the idea! Sorry for shoving this thing in your inbox.

Never apologize because this is fantastic.

[tntduocore]

Ok so I'm gonna talk about the arranged marriage au because the vigilante one isn't super well developed

Basis of this is that both wilbur and Q are nobility. Wilbur is a prince, son of King Philza of Lmanburg. Quackity is the adopted son of lord Sam, who is a retired General from the badlands. Sam is well connected with the royal family of the badlands so philza reaches out to him to arrange something to tie the two countries together.

They decide a political marriage would make sense. Philza offers up Wilbur, his second oldest [while im not a huge fan of techno being oldest sibling, it exists for plot reasons] and Sam asks his adopted children, Hannah, Quackity, and Boomer, who would be willing [Wilburs bi in this so gender doesnt matter]. Hannah is mortified by the idea and boomer is very uncomfortable. Quackity also isn't a huge fan of the idea but he agrees, because as an adopted noble, he feels it necessary to validate his spot.

So they do a bunch of preparations, and 2 weeks before the ceremony, quackity and his family go to lmanburgs palace. Quackity is nervous to meet his fiance but pushes through it. When quackity finally gets to talk to Wilbur, Wil is a huge fucking bitch. He's really bossy and criticizes every aspect of quackity. After introductions, Wilbur leaves abruptly. Quackity is angry, to say the least. Techno looks at Wilbur going very confused, he then apologizes for his brother.

So quackity goes back to the suite he and his house are staying in. He vents his frustrations and confusion about his betrothed to his family. Everyone dismisses it as wedding nerves, since that's known to make people act different. Quackity starts to get anxious because he doesn't know if Wilbur is gonna be this insufferable this entire time.

Next day comes, there's more preparations. I'm gonna do a small timeskip because this part isn't super developed but just know Wilbur continues being a bitch and quackity doesn't fight back because he is trying to be a good son. He continues to tell his siblings about wilburs insufferability and both Hannah and boomer start to grow a distaste for their future brother in law.

Anyways, one day, Hannah goes out to the forest. Did I mention there's magic in this au? Yeah there's fae and shit. Magical creatures and such as well as humans with magical abilities. [Wilburs got a sort of sirens song thing in this and philza can fly, stuff like that]

So Hannah's out in the forest, she's a potion style witch and has a large magic radar. In the middle of the woods she feels the dimension shift slightly. She scans her surroundings and prepares for a fight. She finds a ghostly figure, it approaches her. She inquires as to what it is, and it tries to talk, but it comes out all warbled.

Hannah does some magic stuff to sort of like,, analyze? The ghost thing. She concludes that it's not a harmful spirit and sets up a sort of spell circle that will restore the creature to its original form.

The ghost steps inside and there's a light. Suddenly there is a man standing before Hannah and he looks exactly like her brothers bitchy prince fiance but with a white streak in his brown hair.

News flash bitch! Quackity actually hasn't met Wilbur! It's an imposter! changeling! It trapped Wilbur in a pocket dimension and took his place, planning to kill the entire wedding party during the reception.

Hannah loses her mind a tad but agrees to help the real Wilbur with destroying the imposter. They get back to the palace with only a couple hours to the wedding.

Hannah gets ready for the wedding like she would usually but packs her weapons.

They get into the marriage hall and everyone is tense, quackify is upset and trying to hide it. The priest says the whole "object or forever hold your peace" bit and Hannah stands up and objects. Everyone is shocked but she continues. She says that the man up there isn't Wilbur and she won't allow her brother to get married to someone else.

People dismiss her as crazy and just wanting to hold onto her brother but then Wilbur walks in and is like "no listen to the mean fairy lady. That bitch is an among us imposter."

He beheads the motherfucker and they cancel the wedding. Quackity is relieved and very confused. Wilbur starts to explain but kinda drifts off. He then passes out because apparently not sleeping for 3 days and running on pure adrenaline like him makes you a bit exhausted.

Then because of that whole fiasco, Q and fam stay at the palace for a couple more months. wilbur and Q have plenty of time to truly get to know each other this time. And while they both started off apprehensive, they truly do fall in love. Then they get married! Its a bjt more in depth than that but im tired and this is lokg enough. But otheriwse, that's all I got rn

Also can you tell I was listening to this day aria

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BRO I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT THAT MLP EPISODE WHILE READING THIS AND THEN I GOT TO THE LAST LINE JSRNWJRJD

THAT'S SO COOL THOUGH :000000 I LOVE THAT

[fontasticcrablettes]

Yuri for that ask game thingie

And re: the follow-up about just choosing random numbers, I have a whole evening of nothing planned today so I'm just gonna do all of them because I love rambling about characters.

My first impression of them - First impression was just "chill guy." I liked him from the beginning.

When I think I truly started to like them (or dislike them, if you've sent me a character I don't like) - Like I said, I always liked him, but I can pinpoint the m

A song that reminds me of them - Defying Gravity from Wicked. I especially think the opening dialogue between Glinda and Elphaba could be given to Flynn and Yuri respectively with very little change.

How many people I ship them with - Hmm 3? 4? And then a whole list of "Hey that sounds like a fascinating dynamic let's talk about how to make it work for a bit" like Yuri/Leblanc or something.

My favorite ship of them - Yuri/Judith! The first time I played Vesperia way back in 2008, that is the only ship I thought about all game, and I still like it best.

My least favorite ship of them - Of ships that I have actually seen, Yuri/Karol for... obvious reasons.

A quote of them that you remember - There are so many good Yuri quotes, but off the top of my head, I like, "Wouldn't it be crazy if a monster just gobbled up your foot right now? Just a giant munch, and oops, no more foot." Fucking Yuri.

Your favorite outfit of them - Aloha Boy rights. Fashion disaster? Maybe but it's fantastic.

Your least favorite outfit of them - The Gold Blade. Yuri looks odd in full armour and it seems a bit clunky.

Describe the character in one sentence - A normal dude trying to figure out what to do with his life who really doesn't want to be responsible for saving the world (tough luck buddy)

What’s the first thing you think about when thinking about the character? - His sense of humour and sarcasm

Sexuality hc! - I don't have a solid one. His sexuality is whatever works best for the ship I'm currently writing/joke I'm making. Across all the fics I've written, he's been gay, bi, straight, and aroace at least once.

Your favorite friendship they have - Loooove his friendship with Flynn. Favourite part of the game.

Best storyline they had - All the vigilante stuff in act 2 before it was tragically ignored for the rest of the game.

Worst storyline they had - This is part of the best, but the writing around the confrontation with Judith and then talking to Phaeroh is really missing a lot and gets messy

A childhood headcanon - He never had a stable home growing up. He got passed around the lower quarter to whichever family could afford an extra mouth that much, until he was around 10 and decided he didn't want to "burden" people anymore and lived on the streets with Flynn

What do you think their first word was? - "Hi"

How do you think they were as a kid? (Like, were they shy, noisy, wild, etc) - A little brat. Fiercely independent, trying to grow up too fast, always sticking his nose into things and getting into trouble.

The most random ship you've seen people have with them - Yuri/Alexei is a really weird ship to have die-hard feelings about. Who would even ship that, eh? Who? Weirdos, that's who.

A weird headcanon - He's colourblind and mostly wears black and grey because that's the one palette he can't fuck up.

When do you think they were at their happiest? - Post-game, honestly. His childhood was rough, then the three months he was in the Knights were probably happy in the beginning but quickly soured, and then the three years since then has been a lot of wallowing without a destination and grappling with his inferiority issues. Post game, he finally has direction in life, a little found family, worked things out with Flynn, and living his best life.

When do you think they were at their lowest? - Possibly when he left Halure by himself until the others reconvened with him in the Quoi Woods. He's in the middle of a feud with Flynn, he hasn't accepted yet how much his friends care about him, he thinks he's not a great person because he's a murderer, and now he's trying to come to terms with the idea of killing Estelle.

Future headcanon - When he's in his 30s, and all those back-flips and rough fights he's been in start catching up with him, he turns into The Old Man and suddenly understands why Raven called himself old. Karol teases him endlessly.

What do you think is a secret they have that they never told anyone? - I think it bothers Yuri more than he's ever told anything that he doesn't know anything about his father.

When do you think they acted the most ooc - Like I previously said, the writing between Judith and Phaeroh feels like it's missing something. There's a scene of character growth missing to bridge his perspectives in those two scenes.

When do you think they were being "themselves" the most? - Any time he's alone with Flynn, he lets his walls down the most. I think this is truest at Aurnion, when he gets to have a fun sparring match, banter with an old friend, and then have a good heart-to-heart with him.

If they could meet a character from another show/movie/etc, who would be the most fun for them to meet? - Completely randomly but, Elle Woods. I think it would be hilarious.

The most unnecessary thing they ever did? - Every single time he starts a fight by dramatically flinging his sheath into the distance.

How do you think they would be as a parent? (and if they are a parent, how do you think they would be if they weren't?) I love the idea of Yuri being a dad. He's such a big bro the younger party members already. However, I think he would be reluctant to be a parent because of his insecurity. He doesn't want responsibility, and the fact that he didn't have parents growing up means he's afraid he doesn't know what they should be like. But generally I think he'd be very chill. He doesn't do baby talk or pet names, and his kid just called him "Dad" rather than 'daddy' or anything like that. He's the "cool dad" who doesn't impose many rules and believes that as long as the kid proves they're trustworthy/being safe, they can make their own decisions.

The funniest scene they had? He has a lot of funny scenes but the play in Nam Cobanda Isle is really great.

[atrenabr]

In less then a second RR has the boy in his hands

He doesn't know wat to do next, but first thing first is go to the Nest, he can heal the boy there

"Too small to be healthy, already creating a mental file, pale, cold, bleeding wat seems to be blod and lazarus water, seems young like a sixteen at most, but the wound and lack of weight can be making him look younger and smaller"

He runs and grapples, he didn't have time to get his bike and was already close to the nest, he tries to be the gentlest with the boy

In less then 10 minutes he is back at the nest, and is preparing to fix the boy's wounds, he isn't Alfred or Dr. Thompkins, but all Bats knew at least first aid, and some knew more than the basics

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He got to work, it was out of his league, but the God of apparently TIME is counting on HIM and he didn't get one of his brothers close enough, so assume that it doesn't go well to ask for help in this case

It's been a week, the boy hasn't been aware when awake yet, I have him on pain medication and some basics nutrition bags.

His bases for hart rate, blod pressure and temperature are of a dying men, something that Tim is unfortunately knows very intimately.

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Danny didn't know wat happened, ore why it happened

He was hurt, it burned, it was so cold, it was PAIN

And then he stopped

And now he is slowly coming back and the pain is still there, but isn't?

Wat is going on? Jazz? Sam? Tuker?

Were em I?

There is movement! SAM? JAZZ?

HOO IS THIS?

Are they talking? They are. Wat is it? Why? Me?

They are pretty... no! bad brain! The pretty, probably wiredo isn't pretty!

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Tim is quite sure he checked the guy for concussion that would have been better after a week, but the rumbling could be because of the blood loss or the pain killers

Tim has been taking care of the boy for the past two weeks, with some days he wakes but is too zone out to even think

He doesn't looks healthy, not even close to it, but so much better after the two weeks rest

And it looks like he is waking for real this time... and .... wat? ! Oh, noup! He is my patient ... and someone I have to protect....

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T : *chuckles* I think the pain meds are a little too strong for your still waking brain.

D : *unintelligent grunt* um?

T : common, let's get you something more then just liquid food in the veins, here some water, drink it very slowly

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It started like that, just kind words

Questions asked, some answered and some ...not

Danny was still recuperating

One Month has past since Danny woke with Tim by his side

They don't know wat awaits, and don't know to wat prepare for, but for now they must rest and have some VERY NEEDED conversations, about the past, a time God, a half ghost and various vigilantes dead or not

But for now they just have to heal and sort out there relationship of "no we are not flirting, no we are not dating, wat are you talking about? "

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Just to say ther ages are Danny 18 and Tim 19

Danny didn't hit his groin sprout because ghost stuff, but he is going to be TALL asf and Tim is Idk the real high of his in canon ...

Don't forget to check the tegs ;)

A little over dosage never killed anyone - A dp x dc prompt

What if, the reason Danny is in Gotham after escaping the GIW isn't because he has a twin, or family, or anything like that but because the Infinite Realms was poisoning him?

Maybe he tried to go to the Infinite Realms after escaping, but when his body started trying to heal itself with the surrounding ectoplasm, it wouldn't stop. Like an overdose or a starved patient overeating and getting sick.

He needs the ectoplasm to heal, but it's killing him faster than it can heal, so he panics and opens a portal back to Earth. His powers are unstable, and he can't choose where it takes him, but the fear must have made it so he wouldn't be put back in Amity cause now he's on the filthy streets of some random city, bleeding green.

(It might feel like when he first died. When his body was overloaded by ectoplasm, killing and reviving him over and over. Electrocuted and washed away, alive and then dead, the never-ending overdose of pain and relief.)

(It probably doesn't help that he's not fully Ghost, so the human half of him is suffering far more than his ghost half.)

[one-spidey-boii]

BUMMER SUMMER || peter parker; ch. two

read chapter one here

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an; welcome back y’all. thank you to all who have read so far, even tho it’s only chapter two. i’d love to hear your feedback! enjoy!

**italics indicates flashback**

warnings; mentions of battle wounds (i.e. blood/scars/etc), future smut, mature language, fluff, angst, both peter and oc are 18+!!

word count; 2.2k+

edie's pov

so that's spiderman? seems like a fun guy, i think as i walk through the dark alleyways so i don’t draw unwanted attention to myself. it's late and i'm navigating my way home, still thinking about my run-in with the red and blue clad boy. it's easy to tell he's young by the sound of his voice, leading me to believe he’s twenty at most. that doesn't bother me of course, as i too am considered young for a crime-fighting vigilante.

i turn the last corner before reaching my street and sigh with relief at the sight of my apartment building. the light in my window is off, aiding in the illusion that i'm asleep so my mom doesn't come in while i'm away on my semi-nightly adventures. just before i can touch the brick stones of my building as i pass by, a mechanical swoosh comes down and picks me up off the ground. i let out a small yelp and quickly find myself placed on the roof.

"hey, wolfie." mr. stark says as he walks out of his iron man suit. i let out the breath i was holding and turn around to face him. i offer him a small smile and take my hood down.

"mr. stark, hello, sir."

"school's almost out, right?" before i can answer, he keeps talking, "good. i'm gonna need your help with something."

i wipe away the beads of sweat running down my forehead as i bend down to pick up my throwing knives from the concrete ground. i steady myself and focus on the tattered piece of cardboard nailed to the wall that is my makeshift target. with a small grunt, i fling one towards the center of the red dot, hitting it dead on. i continue this activity until i run out of things to throw and my arms feel like jelly. i lost count of how many times i'd hit the center of the target in a row.

stepping back with a satisfied smirk, i collect my knives, shoving them back into their rightful place in my bag or around my waist and turn on my heel to head home. i manage to take two steps before a voice stops me in my tracks.

"hey, don't walk away now, kid, the next one would have been fifty." my eyes widen at the familiar voice that often appears on my living room television. i slowly move to face the man and gulp, mouth opening and closing like a goldfish, not being able to say a word.

"come on, one more. show me what you got." says tony stark, with a loose smile on his face.

without a word, i force my trembling hands to grab my favorite knife from my right boot and brace myself for a throw. my breathing is shaky as i raise my right arm and inhale along with it. i can feel the sweat running down my back as i close my eyes for a moment. don't embarrass yourself, e, i think to myself. with that i snap my eyes open and silently chuck the knife towards the target.

i missed.

"oh for fuck's sake." i groan into my hands before i remember who i'm with and freeze. i keep my head in my hands, making sure to cover my face, only gathering enough courage to peek at tony stark through my fingers.

"well, that's awkward, i won't lie," he says, looking uncomfortable, "but i think i saw what i needed to see beforehand. i'm tony stark, or iron man if you wanna get fancy." he reaches a hand out in my direction.

"edie wolfe, hi." i reply with a defeated and lame handshake. to save both of us from looming silence, he pulls at my hoodie before continuing on, "okay, ms. wolfe." he pauses to inspect my attire, "what is this? leggings? and a hoodie? kid, if you're gonna be throwing knives, you gotta expect people to throw them back at you. this isn't going to cut it." he motions to the thin fabric covering my arms and chest.

i laugh at his words, "oh hey i see what you did there."

not catching on to his own pun, he moves on again, "what? actually never mind, we have a lot of talking to do, wolfie."

ever since that night, he took me under his wing- and a week later i got a package with a brand new suit in it. one that would protect me a whole lot more than what i was working with before.

"earth to wolfie, beep beep boop," mr. stark says as he pokes me in the forehead. i swat his hand away and give him my full attention. he continues on, "so you're in? a summer at the compound, being scary and keeping bad guys away?"

i raise an eyebrow at him, "what makes you think my family will be okay with that?" i ask. mr. stark simply rolls his eyes, "i already talked to your father, need i show you the proof?" i shake my head and he nods with satisfaction.

"okay, kid. see you in a few days." he says, preparing to get back into his suit, but before he can fly away i stop him, a question looming over my head, "am i doing this alone?"

"of course not. i wouldn't leave you alon- well actually i can't leave him alone so that's why you're gonna be there," he explains with a shake of his head.

"and who exactly is this person?" i ask with my arms crossed.

"how about one friendly neighborhood spiderman!" he yells and takes off before i can say anything back.

-

finally, the last day of school was upon us. it seems that the ending of every school year is bittersweet, and to be honest it hasn't quite hit me yet. senior year was way lamer than everyone played it off to be. you're told that you're officially ‘top dog', but let's be real- no real credit is given until you've graduated. but hey, here's to making it this far.

i'm sitting at my usual lunch table, surrounded by peter, ned, and mj. we pass jokes around the group and take in every moment we have left of our time together, yanno, since peter is leaving. but so am i. which is something i still have to share with everyone.

"uh, hey, guys. can i be a debby downer for a moment?" i ask, clearing my throat and disturbing the light mood of the afternoon. the table quiets down and all eyes are on me. "so you know how peter is leaving this summer?" i ruffle peter's hair in an attempt to not make that statement so sad.

"yeah, edie, we know." mj says with an eye roll as she picks at her cold french fries. i roll my eyes back at her and mock her voice. i can't help but notice peter's guilty face sitting next to me, little does he know i am going to make it a whole lot more weird up in here.

i take in a big breath and hold it to up the anticipation, "well it looks like i'll be gone too."

ned drops his chicken wrap and shakes his head furiously, "nuh uh, nope. no way. sorry, e, i can't allow that to happen," he says with a stern voice. peter chooses this moment to negatively highlight my new confession, "edie, how dare you! someone needs to be here to look after the kids."

i lower my head in shame, god this was so hard to do. faking a playful smile, i try to make light of the situation, "hey, c'mon, we all know mj is the mom friend of the group."

mj shakes her head violently and protests against my statement, "absolutely not. i veto that with all of my being, ned is the mom." she insists as she points to the pouting boy. we all laugh at that before falling into an uncomfortable silence. i glance in peter's direction and try to smile at him. doing this to him was the hardest, i tell him everything and knowing full well that i can't tell anyone about my stay at the compound, it just hurts my heart. we won't be able to communicate all summer.

"my mom signed me up to be a camp counselor...at, uh, a self-defense camp." i panic at the last second, realizing i never thought about what kind of camp i would fictitiously be a part of. the whole table bursts out into laughter.

through short breaths and a hearty laugh, ned pokes fun at me, "edie? teaching children how to kick someone's ass? look at you, you're like a soft pillowy little marshmallow." i stick my tongue out at him and cross my arms.

"hey, i wouldn't shut down the idea too fast, remember e's dad is like, an actual fbi agent. i'm sure he's taught her some stuff," peter chimes in, coming to my rescue. i nod along and hum a 'mhm', snickering inside at how much they don't know.

-

once i'm home, i pack my suitcase with all the things i think one would need to stay at a high tech superhero compound. i grab all of my knives and shove them into a utility pack, along with my suit.

my parents know where i'm going, and lucky for me they’re okay with it. well, at least my dad is.

my father, sam wolfe, works for a hidden branch of the fbi that trains government spies and the occasional assassin. thus being the reason i grew to be so good at combat. he would take me onto the roof of our building and have me shoot at targets and hit punching bags. we would practice for hours at a time, his booming voice critiquing my every move and decision as i worked. i've never been comfortable with a gun, so i stuck with knives and made that my craft.

i haven't seen my dad in a few months now. to 'protect' me and my family, we weren't allowed to know where my dad was going or why he had to leave in the first place. once mr. stark came into my life, he and my father became close, putting his trust in mr. stark to watch out for me whenever he was gone.

my mother on the other hand, she hates everything about it. she’s afraid of the world and all the things that lurk behind closed doors. when dad isn't around, we aren't allowed to talk about anything related to knives or fighting or tony stark. and for my nine-year-old brother's sake, i oblige.

pulling my bag onto my shoulder and lugging my suitcase through the hall, i meet my mother and brother in the living room. she meets my eyes with her cloudy ones and closes the distance between us with a strong hug. i chuckle at her before wrapping my arms around her plump frame.

"mom, it's okay-" i start, before she cuts me off, "shhh, edie. let me have this moment."

i shut up and continue to embrace my mom. i know this is hard for her, but she needs to understand that this is an amazing opportunity for me. i'm being put in charge of the avengers compound for the entire summer. i wish i could share this excitement with my dad, but i know he's happy for me, wherever he may be.

"edie, promise me you'll come home if you can't handle it. no one is going to judge you for that. you're only eighteen. i can't believe your father is letting you do this." my mother rambles as she pulls away from me. i smile at her and just nod my head.

my little brother looks over in our direction with a shy smile on his face. i ruffle his hair and pull him to me for a quick hug, "take care of mom for me, booger." i whisper into his ear. he gives me a simple nod and backs away.

my phone buzzes in my pocket. i pull it out to see a message from mr. stark.

'beep beep, i'm here'

i sigh and look up at my mom one last time, "that's my ride." she lets a single tear stroll down her cheek before wiping it away and shooing me out the door.

once out of the apartment, i lug my suitcase down the three flights of stairs and out onto the sidewalk. mr. stark is pulled up to the curb in his fancy black car. he rolls down the passenger side window and yells at me through it, "time to party, wolfie."

i stroll to the car and pull the back door open to throw my stuff down. then i hop into the front seat and look at mr. stark, "you know, you could have come in."

"yeah, well we all know your mother doesn't like me very much. i don't wanna poke the bear," he says as he pulls his sunglasses over his eyes and revs the engine, "let's get you to your new home for the next three months, shall we?"

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[randomdcfangirl]

Personal Hairstylist

Okay, this is Jason x POC Reader but reader is not living anymore. It's probably going to be sad and or triggering so be warned. Anyway, because reader was mom and is dead that means Jason dose her hair and things the 'moms do' (I put that in quotes because there are a lot of amazing single dads out there that don't have the recognition they deserve). So Jason is a single dad, daughter is about 6 years old.

Btw I'm a mixed girl who has extremely mixed hair. If you didn't think it was a thing OH MY GOD. My hair is a mess, it's curly and just a lot to handle. When it's wet and full of conditioner oh it's easy but when it's dry and tangled don't even think of getting a brush through it. But anyway my mom is black and my dad is white, I appear as a 'white girl' because my mom is light skin. I have 3 siblings and we are all the same skin tone.

Warnings: a couple cuss words, mentions of death, possibly triggering, Justice League is kinda insensitive, kinda depressing but it has a happy ending.

(D/N): Daughters name, (Y/N): Your name (L/N): Last name

Loosely inspired by a headcanon I saw by @secondratefiction

(btw the picture is a example of their daughters skin tone and hair type, but you can use her as your daughter if you would like).

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The night Jason got the news you weren't coming home he broke. He didn't care who saw or heard, all that was on his mind was the fact that you were gone. He cried, about the pain, about what happened, what this would mean for (D/N) since she was 8 months at the time.

You were in an accident, a MAC truck driver didn't look before pulling out and smashed your car. Your injuries were bad, like really bad, swollen brain, fractured skull, broken legs, spine, arms, ribs and many more injuries. You were lucky you didn't die on the spot, you were in a coma for 3 weeks before you passed.

Jason was sitting at home with the 8 month old baby in his arms. Bruce and his brother's were there to check on him, Alfred was there to take care of (D/N) when he went back to the hospital for the night. But instead Jason's phone rang, he set the sleeping baby on the couch next to him, he was there so she wouldn't fall, then answered.

"Hello?" He answered over the phone.

"Calling for Jason Todd?" The voice said.

"Thats me." He replied.

"I'm sorry to say but (Y/N) (L/N) passed away at 8:31 p.m., you may come here to see her and say your goodbyes." The doctor said. It was now 9:00 p.m.

Jason didn't know how to respond, so he hung up and threw his phone at the wall, shattering it. He had just seen you an hour ago, he came home to put (D/N) to bed then go back when Alfred arrived to take care of her. He was about to leave to spend the night with you there. That's when the crying came, no one needed an explanation, they understood what happened and started tearing up too. As much as Alfred wanted to cry as well as everyone else he just took (D/N) off the couch so the noise didn't wake her.

When everyone calmed down enough they went to the hospital. Jason brought (D/N) so she could say bye as well even though she doesn't understand. Safe to say that was the worst day of Jason's life, that beats his death, or anything horrible that has happened to him in the past. When they got to your room Jason laid your daughter on your chest that wasn't moving anymore. He laid his head on your shoulder as more tears and quiet sobs came out.

"I'm sorry it has to end this way. I can't believe you're gone, it hasn't set in yet. I love you so fucking much, I'm sorry I wasn't there. I'm just so sorry." Jason said to your motionless body.

Jason felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked to see Bruce then turned back in your shoulder. The rest of the night was a blur to Jason, all he knew was he had to raise (D/N) into a queen he knew you would love.

Now it's almost 6 years later and Jason was getting (D/N) ready for school. He was doing her hair, when her hair was starting to get really long he taught himself how to do it. With the help of Kori, Barbara and YouTube videos, mostly YouTube because Kori and Babs didn't have hair like her so he got a lot of help from YouTube. It was definitely a trial and error type of thing.

But he did it, damn he was good too. He learned how to braid and how to slay dam edge's. He also is definitely teaching (D/N) how to embrace her curl's and love who she is. She's so much like you it's crazy, Jason has definitely cried over that many times but would never admit it.

"Okay, go look in the mirror." He told her as he picked her up off of the bar stool she was sitting on. They walked to the bathroom. "Do you like it?"

"I look so pretty." She said.

"Yes you do, like the queen you are." Jason told her. He was going to make her the most confident and independent woman you ever did see.

"Daddy, do you think mommy would like it?" She asked, the question stunned him for a minute but he composed himself.

"Yes, she would've loved it, almost as much as she loves you." Jason would never admit it but he almost cried.

"I wish she was here." She said, about to cry as well.

"Me too pumpkin," He sighed and picked her up them placed her on the bathroom counter by the sink. "But mommy wouldn't want us to be sad, she would want you to be happy, and you got me and I'm not going anywhere."

"Okay, I love you." She told him.

"I love you too. Now, how about we get you to school?" He asked her.

She nodded and hopped on the countertop to get her shoes. Slipping them on she asked her dad to tie them for her, he did and grabbed her bag. Walking out the door he made sure he had everything then locked the apartment door. She held his hand as they walked down to Jason's car. She was really small so she had a booster seat that she knew how to do, Jay waited for her to finish before driving off.

In the car they started talking about random things, like all the friends she's going to play with today and what Jason gave her for lunch etc.

"Your like my own hair dresser." (D/N) told him which made him chuckle.

"I like personal hairstylist better." Jason said as he stopped outside of her school. "Okay, let's walk you in."

So she unhooked her seat belt and got out of her seat just as Jay opened her door. Once again grabbing his hand to walk her inside. Getting to her class she, Jason crouched down to hug and kiss her.

"Bye daddy." She said.

"Bye, have fun, okay?" He told her smiling.

She nodded and ran in the class, Jason watched her put her bag in her cubby then go sit on the rug with everyone else that was there. Jason looked and smiled one last time before walking back to his car. He had to go to the manor for some vigilante stuff, he had stopped missions and only patroled sometimes so he could take care of (D/N). He did help with behind the scenes stuff sometimes too.

When he pulled up to the manor he just walked in the door and down to the cave. Tim's face was in his computer as always, Dick and Damian were sparring, Babs was on her laptop looking through case files, Alfred and Bruce were at the Batcomputer looking at something.

"Hey jaybird, how's it going?" Dick asked.

"As well as it can." Jason responded.

That made everyone look at him.

"Where's (D/N)?" Tim asked finally pulling his face out his screen.

"School." Jason told him.

"What day is it?" Tim looked at the date.

"It's Tuesday. When was the last time you looked at the date?" Dick asked.

"Saturday, I think. Friday maybe?" Tim said.

"If you got you face out if your screen you might actually have a sense of time, Drake." Damian said.

"Yeah, Yeah demon." Tim shot back.

The case wasn't to tricky to solve but it was a league case so we had to talk to them over the phone. Then they were coming to Gotham because it wasn't safe to discuss it over the phone. Bruce was about to insist that he'll come to the watchtower but they hung up. Noticing what time it was Jason had to pick up (D/N).

"I have to get (D/N) from school." Jason announced going upstairs.

"Are you coming back?" Bruce asked.

"Yeah, she would kill me if she found out I came here without her then didn't bring her." Jason chuckled.

A noise no one has heard from him in a long time. It put a small smile on Bruce's face, he was getting soft in his older years. Especially with (D/N) since she was his first grandchild, Dick and Babs didn't have kids yet, Tim and Cass (wondergirl) were really young still and Damian and Raven were also really young. (Y/N) just happened to get pregnant and it wasn't planned, that's how that happened.

Jason drove to the school and walked to her class. She already had her bag and was waiting for him. But her hair was all over the place, one bun was out the other falling and the back had grass in it and was all frizzy. Jason suspected she was rolling in the grass.

"Hey princess." Jason said to her.

"You said I was a queen." She told him.

"You are a queen," Jason picked her up "But you're my princess."

"You're silly, dad." She giggled.

"Also, what happened to your hair?" Jason asked her. She shrugged. "Okay, we are going to the manor because daddy has some stuff to do, but do you want me to fix your hair?"

"Can you fix my hair in the," she stopped looked around to make sure no one was there then whispered. "Batcave?"

"Sure." Jason chuckled.

He walked back to the car and they both got buckled up for the drive to the manor. Once they arrived they once again went straight to the Batcave. The league was there but (D/N) didn't care and immediately ran to Bruce, he was talking so she quickly and quietly set in his lap waiting for him to be done. Once he was she said 'hi' and gave him a hug, The JL already knew about her so it wasn't surprising to see her. What was surprising to them was the fact Bruce smiled at her.

She greeted everyone else while Jason went to get her hair stuff that they'd left over here. Alfred had put it in Jason's old rooms bathroom for them. They're was a paddle brush, wide tooth comb and some products to keep the frizz down and a spray bottle with water in it. When Jason got back down there (D/N) was already sitting on a stool waiting. Dick wasn't to far either, so they were talking about stuff.

"What's going on with your hair there?" Dick asked her.

"I was playing." Was her response.

"I picked her up like that, I have know idea how it happened." Jason told him.

He got up behind her and started fixing the mess of hair she had.

"How do you want your hair?" Jay asked her.

"Can you put it up, I'm hot." She said.

"I can do that." Jason said.

So he did a bun so it was off her neck and shoulders.

"You're really good at that." Flash said surprised.

"I better be after doing it for over 5 years." Jason replied as (D/N) got off the stool.

"Daddy, I'm hungry." She told him.

"Oh come this way Miss, (D/N). I have some cookies upstairs waiting for you." Alfred said after over hearing her and grabbed her hand walking her upstairs.

Jason watched them with a small smile as his gathered up all the hair stuff to put back upstairs later. The league had a few questions about things but Jason didn't bother answer any. He was just helping them get filled in on the part of the case he worked on. After a little bit he went upstairs to put the hair stuff away and check on (D/N).

"So spooky, where's his baby momma?" Green Lantern (Hal) asked.

"(Y/N) was her name, she was in a fatal car accident 8 months after (D/N) was born. Automatically leaving Jason with his daughter and having to play both roles." Bruce told them.

"That's rough, dude." Flash said (Wally)

"It is, Jason is sensitive to that topic so don't ask him about it. Especially in front of (D/N)." Bruce said. His voice was very demanding so they didn't want to test that.

"Yeah, don't do that unless you want to be shot." Tim chuckled.

"Would he do that to us?" Wonder Woman asked.

"He would, if you haven't noticed he doesn't taken to you guys ver well." Damian said. Then mumbled "Although you imbeciles probably wouldn't notice."

Superman heard but didn't know how to respond. He thought about saying something but realized it would probably get him insulted further.

"Yeah, you guys really get on his bad side." Dick confirmed. "Jason has been through hell and back, literally, and he feels like y'all treat him like any other criminal. Except you don't take him in."

"We do because he is." Wonder Woman said.

"Jason is a good man who's made some bad mistakes. He doesn't even put his mask on nearly as much as he used to. That changed when (Y/N) died." Barbara told them.

The League went quiet to process what the bats just said. But shortly after Jason and his daughter came back downstairs, they came to say bye because they had to go home. They said bye and (D/N) gave everyone a hug, including the league. Getting in the car they drove home. Once they got home and went inside they hung out for like an hour.

"What do you want for dinner, pumpkin?" Jason asked her.

"Ummm, pizza." She said excitedly.

"I guess we could, we haven't had it in awhile. Can you get my phone out of the kitchen?" He asked, she nodded and walked to go get it.

When she came back with his phone he ordered the pizza and waited for it to be delivered. When the knock came he went to the door to get it. He told (D/N) to get 2 paper plates from the kitchen, when she came back she placed them on the coffee table.

"Can we watch a movie?" She asked.

"What movie do you want to watch?" Jason replied.

"Frozen." She set down on the couch and Jason put her plate with pizza on her lap and went to turn the movie on.

After he put it on he joined her on the couch with his own plate and watched the movie too. Once they were both finished and so was the movie Jason got (D/N) all clean and ready for bed. She had her favorite pair of pajamas that consisted of blue cupcakes shorts and a short sleeve shirt with a cupcake on it. Jason read her a story, it was 'Brown bear Brown bear', after that was done he kissed her goodnight and left. He came to check later to see she was sleeping super peacefully.

What a perfect end to the day.

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Okay, I was going to post this earlier today but I fell asleep lol. I really hope you like it.

[wesavegotham]

The thing that bugged me about this issue is not really the things that we got, but rather the things we didn't get, that I think should have been in there.

Like...this issue basically confirms that Bruce did nothing to find Damian. He's busy doing other stuff that is apparently more important to him than finding his mentally unwell and missing 13 year old son.

He's moving out of Wayne Manor after the events of Joker War and thinks some more about Alfred:

Which isn't bad or anything...it's just that we have seen quite a lot of moments where Bruce deals with Alfred's death and we're not really seeing or learning anything new here. I talked with @yicruz48 about this when the preview for this issue came out and we both thought packing the family portraits could have been a great opportunity to use the family portrait from Batman and Robin (2011) that Damian finished after returning from the dead to talk about what went wrong in their relationship since then and instead we get more...Bruce missing Alfred. Which again is fine, but not really telling me anything new or interesting about their relationship or Bruce's emotional state. I know Bruce cares about Alfred. I want to know if he even gives a damn his son left him now.

Then you have Bruce going to a party to keep an eye on Nakano, the mayoral candidate who wants to ban vigilantes in Gotham. When they are attacked Nightwing shows up, which is nice:

But only reminded me that Dick hasn't even asked about Damian despite having the opportunity to do so in Nightwing #74, #75, Batman #100 and now here.

DC is ignoring that Dick should at least care enough to want to know about this, instead they act like this issue doesn't even exist.

And then you have the final two pages...

Bruce doesn't have an emotional reaction here. He analyzes the situation as he would a criminal case. He notices someone broke in and stole the black casebook, which he said he needed for his work as a Batman with low funds earlier, and determines his main suspect, Damian. He doesn't ask himself why Damian did this, where he is or any of that stuff, he asks himself what Damian's next move (probably against him) will be. It sounds like Batman trying to forsee the next move in the plan of one of his rogues, not like a father worried about his son. Maybe it would come off differently if we had seen Bruce care about their broken relationship earlier, but that didn't happen.

The only thing I wanted from this issue was some form of confirmation that Bruce did care about what happened with Damian and that he was working on getting him back as a caring father should do.

Instead I got...this.

So for anyone who hoped Bruce would adress the Damian situation and maybe finally look for his son in Detective Comics #1029...nope.

For anyone who hoped Dick would finally ask Bruce about Damian...nope.

The only mention of Damian we get is right at the end when Bruce realizes Damian broke into the batcave and stole the black casebook.

and that's it.