T!danny Al ghul au
Tim: do you recognize this alias, it's been caught in the system twice now
Damien: what's suspicious about the ID that makes you believe this is an alias
Tim: it's been flagged for League of Assassins activity that's why I'm asking you
Damien: I do recognize it
Tim: why do you recognize it
Damien: it's my mother's alias, her favorite alias to be exact
Tim: Was not expecting that
Damien: what has the Alias been flagged for specifically
Tim: mostly being near things to coincidentally and for being caught once meeting with unknown League of assassin member
Damien: mother mostly uses this Alias for civilian things it shouldn't have popped up at all
Tim: What are you thinking
Damien, checking his phone: I am thinking but it wouldn't be flagged without reason
Tim: and that reason is
Damien: the fact my mother is missing
Tim: what
Damien: I just contacted her two closest Associates they have not been in contact with her for 6 weeks
Tim: it's not that bad, I've dealt with worse odds
Damien: they haven't seen mother in person for 4 months
Tim: liking those odds less
Damien: and a month before that she canceled a very important meeting
Tim: so she's missing for 5 months
Damien: that would be our best guess
Just a little snippet of what I was thinking during the first post.
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Steddie Week 2024 | Steddie Microfic
July 7th prompt: Free Space - Mystery, Hands, Long, Trade, Exes to Lovers or Getting Back Together, Drunken Confession (aka I combined all the prompts I didn’t use this week) | July prompt: one
Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6
Word count: 1,111
No warnings apply
Rated T
@steddie-week | @steddiemicrofic
It was never a mystery, to Steve, how they got together. How they worked together.
The only mystery is how he managed to let him go—to lose him in a way Steve hadn’t understood until Eddie. Because Nancy was great, she was fantastic, Steve was in love. He doesn’t doubt that. But it never felt like it did with Eddie: low lights in the club, hands on each other’s bodies, open-mouth kisses that really was nothing more than them panting into each other’s mouths—
Stumbling into the bathroom, or into either of their bedrooms, hands in hair and under shirts and unbuckling belts—
Sleepy, slow morning kisses. Breakfast. Holidays.
How did it end?
Steve thinks, remembers fists clenched at sides, red faces, stiff shoulders.
Remembers shouted words, cold shoulders, slammed doors.
Remembers the key left on the kitchen counter.
That had done it, he remembers, he had called Robin, already sobbing, and she was on her bike and halfway there practically before she had hung up the phone. She’d held him as he fell apart on the kitchen tiles.
Then again, when he went to go to bed. Saw the two pillows. Threw one off; it hit the wall, slid down. Had to change the sheets; they smelled too much like him.
It took him a long time—a really long time—to get to the point he’d be okay on his own for more than a couple hours, to the point he could go out to clubs again. Not the same ones he’d gone to, never those, but… he moved on. Kind of.
He knew, and Robin knew, that part of him, at least, would always love Eddie.
It’s why when they’re in a club—a new one they had just found, okay music but better drinks and prospects—and Steve grabs her arm, she looks the direction he is.
He feels like he’s swallowing sandpaper. “His hair is longer.”
“It is.” She pries his fingers off, just so he’s not bruising her anymore, but holds his hand. “What do you want to do about it?”
“I don’t know,” he mutters, watches the way Eddie prowls through the crowd, smirking at people, but still definitely on his way to the bar.
The bar. “I’m gonna get us more drinks,” he says. They both ignore the fact that they’ve barely touched their current glasses.
“Let me know if you need backup.”
“Will do.” He looks at her, for the first time since seeing him, and smiles. “Love you, Robbie.”
She rolls her eyes, but smiles. “Love you, dingus. Go get your man back.”
Steve makes it to the bar before Eddie, asks for whatever is on tap. Looks away at the wall. Can’t watch him walk up.
“Long Island,” he hears directly beside him, and turns to see Eddie turning to see Steve.
He takes a breath. “Eddie.”
Eddie looks… he looks good, because he always does, but he looks tired, maybe a little thinner. Not… not good, not happy like he was. He swallows. “Steve.”
The bartender hands over their drinks, and Steve takes a sip only to cough. “Sorry, fuck,” he mutters, finally looking at the glass in his hand. He’s got the Long Island, and Eddie’s got his beer.
Eddie’s watching him with an interesting little smile. “Trade?”
“Trade,” Steve agrees, nodding. He coughs again. “God, how do you like that?”
Eddie snickers, pulls a lock of hair over his face. Steve wishes he wouldn’t.
Miraculously, they keep talking. They’re never searching for the next word to make the silence go away because there is no silence.
Eventually Robin comes up to him, pulls him into a hug. “Imma go home with that girl,” she murmurs, pointing behind her. A cute, preppy-looking blonde smiles nervously at Steve. He smiles at her, then back to Robin. “Of course. Call the house, give me the address.” He kisses her forehead. “Have fun.”
“Oh, I will,” she grins, then turns to look at Eddie, eyes narrowed.
Eddie gulps. She grins, scary as anything, and whispers something in his ear that has him paling. “Yuh-yep. Yeah. Got it. Thanks Robin.”
Steve grimaces when she walks away. “What did she say?”
Eddie looks at him for a long minute. “Something I’ve known for a while now,” he eventually murmurs.
It was inevitable, really, that they would end up back here, hands in hair and under shirts, stumbling into Steve’s apartment, panting into each other’s mouths, trying to undo buckles by memory because the worst thing in the world right now would be to stop kissing.
“God, Steve,” Eddie gasps, pulling him down the hall. “C’mon- c’mon, please, need you, need you-”
“Yeah,” Steve answers against his mouth, just as affected. He’s got his own pants halfway off, thinking about his shirt next, thinking about the lube in the drawer that hasn’t gotten as much action as it used to, and suddenly he aches for it. “Need you inside me,” he mutters, kissing down Eddie’s neck, stopping at a place behind his ear that he knows from experience makes Eddie’s knees weak.
“Fuck,” Eddie chokes out. “Yeah, yeah, c’mon, c’mon baby, lemme in you- lube’s in the drawer?”
Steve opens the drawer in answer, roots around until his fingers close on the bottle. Pushes it into Eddie’s hand, pushes him away so Steve can get naked.
Eddie’s eyes rake along his body. He drops his own pants just as fast, limbs flying as he strips out of his shirt too, clambering onto the bed beside Steve’s hip, eyes wide and fingers shaking as he lubes up.
It’s after, when everything’s cooling and drying and becoming itchy, that Eddie’s breath wobbles. “I shouldn’t,” he mutters into Steve’s shoulder. “Shouldn’t say anything. But hell if I don’t miss you like crazy.”
Steve closes his eyes, tries to keep the tears at bay. “You’re drunk.”
“I had less than one drink.”
The tears win. “We broke up for a reason,” he whispers. “Didn’t we?”
“I was scared,” Eddie says.
“And you’re not now?”
“Only of losing you.”
Steve sobs, can’t help it, but he feels Eddie’s hot tears on his neck, too, and that somehow makes it better.
It’s the next morning, after slow, sleepy kisses and breakfast, that Steve sighs. “I never stopped loving you. I don’t think I can.”
“I don’t think I can, either.”
Steve slowly turns to look at him. “So what does that make us?”
Eddie shakes his head. “I don’t know. All I know is it makes me yours.”
“Yours,” Steve parrots, daring to curl his fingers over Eddie’s, breath hitching when he holds on just as tight. “That sounds pretty damn good to me.”
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Master post
Dc x Dp ideas
Fenton's work for LOA
Clone body misunderstanding
JL meets everlasting trio misunderstanding
Deaged Damien meets alt Bruce/Danny
Ancient royal family misunderstanding
Danny and Kon rise Elle/Dani
DID/twin misunderstanding
Dan is Ras
T!danny part 1
Danny is Damien
Danny and Damien time travel
Jason is Danny and Bruce's bio kid
Medieval misunderstanding
Tim! Danny and Ras! Vlad
Mara! Dani and Dan! Damien
Mother of evil Dani misunderstanding
Late to the prophesy
Dani is Kon
Amity Park illusions
Selena, taila, Danny and Bruce used to be a squad
Fake villain Danny
Damian is phantom's human half
Jason is dan
Jason is Danny
Ambassador Danny
Sam is Damien
Tim is Danny
Danny is a clone of Hal Jordan and Bruce Wayne
Failed Danny clones bat kids
Vlad is Ras
Past life memories
Ghost magic
Dick and Danny have kids(Elle and dan)
Bernard is Danny
No memories
Batfam are fentons
De aged rebirth
Dick is dan
Pit madness
Danny as Janet drake
Phantom is Ras
Canon/Fanon batfam meets Mom Danny! Damian.
Danny is superman and Vlad is lex.
De aged core Damian
B!Danny
Danny is Selina
Danny and Damian co parenting
Safe Keeping
"Mom, Dad's Evil Again!"
Kon is reborn as a Danny clone
demon twins time travel
Tim in Danny's body
jump back
mean girl Dannies
reborn Danny/Damian is Danny again
Danny is Clark, Sam is Lois and Tucker is Lex
split danny and phantom LOA
Information broker Danny
danny is dick grayson
Dead Tired
Scandal
One night stand baby
Second chance
Dead Serious
Pit demon Danny
Dani/Elle is Danny and Damien's kid
Dead on Main
Elle/Dani is Jason and Danny's kid
Crime boss Danny
Kids the sequel(Not connected to the other post)
gala friend
time travel with mom danny
T!danny Al Ghul au
part 1
part 2
sub au
sub au #2
sub au #3
Talia's nightmare
T!Danny meets Bruce
Damian meets Elle
quote of part 1
Reverse Robins au
first post
second post
DCxPJO Camp Oasis AU
part 1
part 2
part 3
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