#hehehe the flower clip was really really fun to draw

[coffee-dere]

Would you guys like to hear a story?

So, a little while back I fell asleep while scrolling through Tumblr, and when I woke up I had a very vague memory of a Omari AU design I thought looked nice. And after looking around for it after a while, I realized I dreamt it (Kinda fitting, don't you think?) So, I drew it! (This wasn't the AU I was talking about in my introductory post btw-)

It doesn't really have a plot or anything, but, if you all like it, I could always add more! 💖

[teen-titans-imagines]

East of Eden pt 8

A/n: A very intense part hehehe

Comments are appreciated, and are key. Please comment. It helps with motivation and efficiency. Thank you!

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Part One / Part Two  / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight [Here] / Part Nine / Part Ten / Part Eleven [Final]

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Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Family, Drama, Action, Fluff Rated: Mature Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Blood and Gore, Swearing, Graphic Depictions of Physical Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Graphic Injuries, Nightmares, PTSD, Just read with caution please

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Author: Teen-Titans-Imagines

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Jason’s knee was bouncing up and down as he sat in Bruce’s jet, Dick and Bruce watching him from afar. Damian and Tim were at different consoles, maintaining the controls and making sure the jet ran smoothly. Dick sighed and said quietly. 

“Bruce, I’m worried.” 

Bruce turned to Dick, quirking a peppered eyebrow up. 

“How so?” 

Dick sighed, taking his mask off and rubbing his eyes. The exhaustion in his face showed, and dark circles had begun to form from worry and lack of sleep. 

“Jason didn’t really have a big part in the investigation. I know he has a thing with guilt, and I can tell that he’s scared. Are you sure it was a good idea to bring him? I know he’s (Y/n)’s father, but...I know he can be blinded by his anger. What if he tries to shoot the place up before actually trying to figure out why she’s there?” 

Bruce was quiet, his eyes straying to Jason. His brow furrowed, and Bruce shook his head. 

“I can’t keep him from his only child, Dick. When we were in the car, coming back from Black Mask, he said something that really stuck with me. He told me that if it was Damian in (Y/n)’s position, I would be just the same as he was.” 

Bruce sighed, his shoulders dropping. 

“I...I recognize that Jason is right. A fathers love for their child goes to many lengths, and only the father can understand the true pain of losing their child.” 

His eyes fluttered to Jason’s form again, remembering when Jason died. Like a tape, it played in his head, and Bruce winced slightly. 

“(Y/n) is his only child. She is everything he’s ever wanted. After the loss of (Mothers name), Jason vowed to be the best father he could be.” 

If only he had done the same. Bruce carefully landed the jet on a clearing on the beach of Habidoh, Socotra. He whispered as Jason stood up. 

“Is it wrong that I envy him?” 

Dick blinked in surprise, seeming to sense the melancholic veil covering Bruce, and his hand came to rest upon the man’s shoulder. Dick replied just as quietly. 

“You did your best, and that’s all we could ever ask for.” 

Placing his mask back on, Dick exited the jet, following the others. Bruce, having stayed on the jet, looked at the cowl within his hand and shook his head. 

“Is my best really enough when not even that saved Jason?” 

-JASON’S POV-

He was growling, his blood boiling and adrenaline pumped through his veins. Jason was practically shaking from anticipation. As the group came up upon a small hotel-looking building, Damian hummed. 

“They most likely don’t speak English. I’ll take it from here.” 

Before Dick could scold him, Damian had already went inside. Jason muttered. 

“Whatever. If he knows what he’s doing, then we gotta trust him. He’s the only one here who can remotely speak their language.” 

“Does he actually know Soqotri?” 

The two glanced at each other before walking inside, paling when their laid their eyes on Damian practically screaming at the men in the room. One man, calm in his demeanor, began to speak. Damian calmed, and growled, and then turned. 

“They said that Hasan and (Y/n) were here, but they’ve already went to the Island. They’re going to bless us, and then we are going to go to the island.” 

“You mean you threatened them to bless us, right?” 

Dick asked. Damian shrugged. 

“It’s an emergency.” 

“It’s always an emergency to threaten someone in your eyes.” 

Tim grumbled, shaking his head. 

“Got something to say, Wise Ass?” 

“Damian!” 

-READERS POV-

Nazeem had taken you to a beautiful bathing area, the walls lined with beautiful flowers whose aromas filled the room. Followers of the temple had already began filling a bath with hot water, chanting as they did so. Nazeem murmured, his hand on your shoulder. 

“Here is where the journey begins. You will bathe in this bath for an hour, allowing the water to soak into your body and your psyche. Once you are done, you will be escorted to me. Then, the journey will begin.” 

You nodded and Na’ila, the woman who had bathed you before at Socotra, walked in, smiling at you. Her eyes were twinkling with mischief, but adoration as she walked to you, her arms coming around you in a loving embrace. Her lips kissed your forehead. 

“I am so happy to see you, my darling.”

You blinked and caved in on yourself shyly, replying quietly. 

“It’s...cool to see you too, Na’ila.”

She smiled as you spoke her name, and she turned. 

“I will take it from here, Nazeem.”

Nazeem nodded, and he walked out. Na’ila turned and beamed. 

“I am going to enchant the waters, and then I am going to let you soak. Then, I will come back to check up on you and then bring you to Nazeem.” 

You frowned and asked. 

“No offense, Na’ila, but why are you here? I thought this was a strictly male place?” 

Na’ila burst out laughing, her hands on her sides as her head fell back. 

“Dearest, no! Women are allowed to be here! Women just choose to not give their life to the Temple. After all, with more of us becoming more powerful than Man, why give our lives to a place the world cannot see?” 

Her comment resonated within you, and your eyes widened. 

“Oh...That..that makes a lot of sense.”

She smiled and began to chant, waving her hands above the waters, humming. After a moment, she pulled away, and smiled. 

“Alright, (Y/n). You are ready. I will return in one hour. Have fun.” 

You nodded, and she left. Taking that as your cue, you undressed and dipped yourself into the hot water, sighing in relief. The hot water seemed to immediately dig into your skin, squirming its way to your bones and soaking you in warmth and relaxations. Slowly, your body relaxed, your tense muscles loosening with every minute that went by. However, you began to notice something else. 

Your vision was slightly starting to blur, and you saw double if you looked away from something too fast. The aromas of the flowers in the room were stronger than before, seeming to fill your lungs, and you began to hear whispering. Soothing and loving, the whispers filled you with confidence and encouragement, even though you couldn’t understand a word of what the whispers said. Slowly, you slipped to sleep, the whispers seeming to sing to you softly, what seemed like fingers gently stroking your hair luring you to sleep. 

-WITH HASAN--THIRD POV-

Sitting on the cot that laid in the hut situated at the bottom of the mountain, Hasan was confused to hear what seemed like humming. Putting his book aside, and standing from the cot, he brushed his shorts of any dirt and walked outside. While Hasan didn’t want to go to the shoreline, he was curious to see what was going on. 

That is, until he heard a couple voices. 

“Hey! Quit it, you little shit! I just washed my hair!” 

“It’s your fault for tripping me!” 

“It’s not my fault that you can’t walk!” 

“Oh my god, you two. Just shut up already. We’ll never get  to (Y/n) if you two keep like this.” 

“Shut up, Tim.” 

Hasan’s eyes widened, and he cursed. How did they get here? Did they get blessed? But why? When Hasan was about to run to the mountain, he stepped on a branch, causing it to snap. 

“Wait, did you hear that?” 

“Shh!” 

Hasan’s heart dropped, and he shook his head. There was no way he was going to be able to run from the Batfamily. When they jumped out at him, weapons draw, Hasan still couldn’t help the little scream that escaped him, his leg coming up as he covered himself. 

“Don’t hit, don’t shoot!” 

The man with the red helmet paused and asked, tilting his head. 

“Hasan?” 

Hasan blinked and turned, his eyes lighting up in recognition. 

“Mr. Todd?” 

The man took his helmet off, and there, indeed, was Jason. Hasan sighed and murmured. 

“I would say I’m surprised, but your will is stronger than the Gods, bless their hearts.” 

He smiled, but Jason wasn’t as amused as he was. His eyes were darting around, searching, and growing agitated with every second that passed. 

“Where is she?” 

Hasan bit his lip and gestured for them to walk with him. 

“Ms. Todd is at the Temple on top of the mountain. However, we cannot step foot onto the stairs that lead up. If we do, we will be smited down the second we do.” 

Dick gasped and asked, staring at the stairs embedded into the mountain that lead all the way into the clouds. 

“She walked up all of those stairs?” 

“Yes, and I must say she was having fun while doing so. I’m pretty sure she was cussing me out, but I was never good at reading lips.” 

Dick chuckled, and Hasan smiled. Jason murmured, clipping his helmet onto his back. 

“I’m going to get her.” 

Dick gawked. 

“Jason, you can’t! Didn’t you hear what he said? We don’t know if the Followers blessed us to be able to step foot onto those stairs, let alone onto Temple grounds. You’ll get killed.”

“I have to try!” 

Jason snapped, glaring at Dick with a fire that Dick swore he could feel the heat from. Turning to the staircase, Jason swallowed thickly, and swore he heard Hasan mutter ‘I can’t look’. Raising his foot, Jason shakily let it fall onto the step, and let his breath escape him.

When nothing happened, he turned and snapped. 

“Get fucked, Dick.”

With that, Jason began walking up the mountain, the boys all groaning while Hasan stood in awe.

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[PART NINE]

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