#jon kent x oc

[damianwaynesbelovedsposts]

pov: you have two boyfriends

meet Damian Wayne’s girlfriend iris isley and their boyfriend jonathan kent<3

green is damian

red is jon

[magicalbunbun]

all I can think about is that audio

Damian: “She’s (he’s) not my (boy) girlfriend!”

Starfall: “I am not your friend?”

Starfall: “I am not a (boy) girl⁉️

I'm guessing that superboy start it

[sunlitgotham]

Spartan's Uniform, and some random doodles from Sunlit Gotham

[spider-jaysart]

Okay soooo, first time I'm doing something like this, but I wanna introduce a fave oc of mines today that I've been working on for a longtime now :)

Her name is Nadja Al Ghul-Wayne-Kent and she's a Damijon kid

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@camo-wolf @paladin-of-nerd-fandom65

The name Nadja means "hope" in Arabic. My very dear friend @theredheaded-stuff was the one who helped me pick it. And her hero name is Super Canyon, which is inspired by the Canyon Wren bird

(More under the cut)

(Edited some stuff on this post now btw)

Backstory:

After being inspired by the story of how Kon was created, a secret group of no good scientists, who just love causing chaos with many of their inventions, decided one day to create a mixed clone of both Damian and Jon, thinking they can do better than Lex did, so they collected both of the boys DNA's after one of their recent battles in public and got to work. Once their experiment was supposed to be done, they saw that their machine had actually created a baby girl instead of a grown, powerful clone like they had wanted, so they were ready to dispose of her as a failed subject, but were suddenly stopped just on time by Damian and Jon who broke into the place and kicked their butts after finding out that a recently committed crime they were investigating was caused by them. When they were done, the boys found Nadja and were surprised to find out she's a clone related to them both. They decided to take her with them and made her their daughter to raise together after that.

Personality:

She's helpful, stubborn, is as intelligent as Damian is, friendly but also tough when she needs to be, observant, sometimes a little too honest about things but doesn't always mean it as rude, courageous (a trait that can be pretty helpful sometimes, but also get her into really big trouble during dangerous situations too), a prankster, and very protective of others, especially her loved ones

Abilities and skills:

She has the usual Kryptonian abilities, which are flying, super strength, superhearing, superspeed, superbreath, ice breath, invulnerablity, x-ray vision, and laser vision that's purple instead of the usual red (because Lois has purple eyes, so it's something unique that was passed onto her that way). Sometimes they don't always work though and can accidentally get out of hand too since she's still growing and learning, but Jon aways tries his best to help her get better at using and controlling them. Nadja also uses many concentrating tips from Damian too for improvement, like meditating for example and other things like that, and he helps her practice them

And because she's half Kryptonian, she also has a couple of unlocked special abilities of her own too, which is invisiblity, the ability to phase through walls and objects, plus the power to also transfer the heat of her laser vision into the palm of her hands to burn who or whatever she touches and she can also let it absorb her whole body too if she wants, which makes her even more untouchable and at the same time lets her release a strong fiery blast around herself onto enemies or incoming threats (her body glows completely purple whenever she does this and if it's just her hands, the same happens to them too). Nadja hasn't been able to properly master these special powers yet though, only one of them, which is the invisiblity one

For skills, thanks to teachings from Damian, plus Talia whenever she visits her, Nadja knows how to use a sword and fight well in combat in case her powers aren't working the way she urgently needs them to during patrols and missions

Random facts:

She calls Damian Baba and Jon Dad.

She calls Clark "Grampops" and Bruce "Grampbats". For Talia, she calls her "Grandmother" and for Lois, she calls her "Grandmama".

Her best friend is her same age Cousin Dick II, the Son of her much older Cousin Jake Grayson and his Wife Meredith Robinson. In the Batfamily (besides Damian), she's close with all her Aunt and Uncles. And for the Al Ghul's, she also gets excited whenever she visits Talia and Ra's. And while she definitely also gets along a lot with her other relatives who are in the Superfamily, the person she's most closest to there (besides Jon ofc) is Kon, due to them both being created as clones meant for evil but turned out good instead, which got them to bond even more as Uncle and Niece.

Her voice sounds like Clementine's from Telltales the walking dead games, but specifically the version of it from season 2 for the tween age she's in right now.

She has messy hair like Jon when she lets it loose. Jon is the one who always has to brush her hair whenever it gets tangled up, since the steel strength of it is just too difficult for Damian to actually handle himself.

Nadja laughs at Damian's jokes all the time since she gets his dark humor and he loves that. They always laugh a lot about it together but when Jon's around, they're Iike "You wouldn't get it" and he gets all offended.

Jon passed his love for noodles onto Najda and Damian's usually like "That's not healthy!!" And tries cooking her vegetarian meals more often or healthy ones that Talia would used to make him back when he was a kid, just so that Najda will eat real food lol. Najda also really loves the meals that comes from Damian's culture too and gets happy whenever he makes them for dinner.

For nicknames, Jon will sometimes call her "Sweetpea", "Sugar cookie", and "Tootsie pops", while Damian calls her "Habibti", "Thamin" (meaning "precious" in Arabic), and "Galbi" (which means "my heart" in Arabic)

Damian matches his outfits with Nadja all the time just like Talia would always used to do with him when he was a little kid. He does this with Jon included too and they take pictures together.

When making her hero suit, Damian was the one who helped Nadja out in drawing the designs and brainstormed ideas with her. When she had finally found one she liked and was ready to make it, Damian and Jon could've helped her sew it and everything, but they didn't have many materials that she could use or a sewing machine either, only a regular sewing kit that they use to fix up their own suits whenever they get damaged, so they let her make it with Ma's help instead at her place when they visit her and Pa again, since she actually owned a machine and also had a sewing room filled with many useful materials. When asked, Ma didn't mind letting Nadja use her stuff at all and was instead delighted about it since it would just give them the chance to spend time with eachother while doing one of her favorite hobbies together.

And next time, while having their usual Mother and Son days out together, Talia helped Damian pick out the sarong skirt for Nadja while hanging around stores, since they thought it would be nice for her to have one. Jon was the one who bought Nadja the red sneakers while shopping together with Kathy, since it reminded him of Kathy's old purple, rainbow ones, but with a twist of red thrown onto it, which also reminded him a lot of his favorite old ones that he used to always wear as a kid too. Dick and Cyborg helped her insert digital tech into her cuffs, which lets out hologram screens that let her know whenever she's over using her powers since she's still mastering them and it does plenty of other useful things for her too.

Najda was also given a mask to go with her suit at first too since she thinks it's annoying to wear glasses in her regular life everyday, but then it got lost during a fight and some villains saw her face, so she was still forced to go with the glasses route in the end anyways.

As adults, Jon's a scientist and Damian's a veterinarian. Najda likes visiting both of her Dads at their day jobs after school and doing her homework there while they work. She always promises to behave and not get in the way and if she has no work to do, she'll help them out too, which they appreciate. She also loves watching what they do and let's them happily explain their favorite stuff about the job to her. She knows a lot about taking care of animals and science because of this.

Nadja loves music and making it too. She even thinks about playing rock music for a living when she grows up. Damian and Jon support her in this and buy her the instruments she needs and they also listen to her songs when she wants to show it off to them. Because of them being in a band themselves back when they were kids, Damian, Jon, Chris, and Jake give her lessons sometimes on how to better play her instruments.

Civilians and especially interviewers always question about how they had Nadja and just assume that she's adopted or assume that just because she looks more like Damian, she's probably from a secret ex girlfriend he had before being with Jon. The last one annoys both Damian and Jon so much, especially Jon since Nadja is actually his kid too and he gets jealous at the thought of the ridiculous idea. Both him and Damian hate these rumors and just want everyone to mind their own business.

[puppiesandnightlock]

Link to Ao3: A Robin's Song

Summary: Since diapers, Jon and Damian have been best friends. Accidentally encouraging jon to go ask out a girl, damian must now deal with the consequences of pushing his what he thinks are unrequited feelings down. He turns to music to vent, posting under an anonymous online username "Robin".

What he was not expecting, was for the music to blow up, leaving him internet famous, and his feelings out in the open.

and Jon is completely clueless.

A/N: THIS IS A REVERSE ROBINS AU AGES R: Damian is 17 Duke is 16 Tim is 14 Steph is 13 ½ Cass is 12 Jason 10 ¾ Dick is 5 Jon is 18 Kon is 14 Bart is 13 Wally(will be mentioned eventually) is 5 Roy(also will b mentioned eventually) is 11

Based on this post by @jaybirbie

December 3, five weeks before.

“Can’t believe you, Mr. Jonathan-its-under-fifty-degrees-please-wear-a-jacket, didn’t wear the biggest coat you could find today.” Jon snorted, rifling through his closet.

Damian’s bronze skin was dusted with a pretty pink as he scowled, a knitted green sweater and black skinny jeans his only defense against the cold.

“It’s a weekend, Jon, I had no intention to go out, and I let Duke take the big jacket because he was going out with friends.” 

Jon hummed sympathetically before pulling out the next sweater he had, his letterman.

“Try this on, Dames.” 

“I don’t think it’ll be that warm.” Damian eyed it skeptically. Jon gave him a look, and he scoffed, shrugging it on anyway. 

“Looks better on you than me.” Jon cackled, snapping a quick picture.

The sleeves went past his hands, the jacket going down to his mid-thigh. Damian was drowning in a sea of warm fabric, and for a moment he was lost, inhaling deeply and smelling the fabric softener Jon’s mom used, a hint of the cologne he stole from his father, and a smell that was utterly Jon. Just Jon. His best friend, and definitely nothing more. Never…anything more.

“Dami?” Jon croaked nervously, silence taking over the room.

Damian snapped out of his little dream world and flushed red, scrambling to take it off and hand it back. “Way too big.” 

“Is it normal for you to smell clothing?”  Jon raised an eyebrow, was that a small, miniscule burst of pink on his cheeks?

No, stop messing with your own emotions, Damian.

Damian turned his nose up and scowled. “Yes, when was the last time you washed that thing?”

“Hey! It’s clean, thank you!” Jon shot back indignantly, but not before sniffing it quickly, just to make sure.

His friend snorted, before putting on the light jacket he’d brought over his knitted sweater. 

“We can just stay home and watch tv or something,” he offered. 

“Should I put on Glee?” 

“I’ll grab some cocoa.”

Five weeks after.

“What a sight for sore eyes.” Jon sighed, slumping against his locker. Damian looked up, shutting his as he grabbed his books. 

“Your locker?”

Jon let out a breathy chuckle. “No. Her .” 

He followed his gaze to a girl walking down the hall, laughing with a group of girls. Some wore a cheerleading outfit, but she wore a skirt with leggings, white shirt, and a low cardigan. Her skirt and sweater were varying shades of blue, and when she opened her eyes, one could see her eyes were as well. 

Thick pieces of brown hair fell to her hips, two long layers framing her face, slightly shorter bangs parted in the middle of her forehead.

And with one glance, he could already tell. Jon was utterly enamored with her.

“What’s her name?” Damian asked quietly.

“Haisley. She’s one of the cheerleaders, and god, her voice when she sings. Angels, Damian, I swear to you she’s what angels sound like.”

Every word out of Jon’s mouth was ripping him to shreds and he fought the sudden urge to scream. Instead he swallowed hard, spitting out words like they had done him personal harm.

“You should go talk to her.” 

Stop, Damian, don't do this to yourself.

“I’m sure you’ll get on very well, she looks sweet.”

Jon went pale. “Oh, God, she’s coming this way! Damian, what if I screw up?”

“Jon, it's a simple greeting. Say hi, I’m Jon, I’ve seen you around, then blah blah, say something charming. You’re good at that.”

He said it so dismissively, it nearly convinced himself that he didn't actually care. His taller friend inhaled sharply before meeting her halfway. Before he made it to her, she was tripped by something, and dropped her books. Being the good boy he was raised to be, he rushed over to help. 

Damian winced as Jon said something to make her laugh, his pale complexion flushing crimson at the sound.

Fighting off the stupid emotions, he kept his head down and sped out of the hallway. 

What had he done?

Present day.

Third wheel again. 

It was lunch, and instead of the usual eating under the big oak in the courtyard of their high school, Damian was stuck between Haisley and Jon, trying not to scowl as they chattered and flirted. 

It was disgusting, frankly, and never failed to make his appetite disappear. 

He had long since stopped trying to join their conversations, always drowned out by the “we’re-not-together-yet-Dames” couple.

“I’m just going to throw my tray away.” He called loudly over their talking, the only acknowledgement that he received was a thumbs up from Jon and a sweet smile thrown his way by Haisley.

Never one to waste food, he tucked the remaining packaged snacks and apple in his backpack before returning.

Before he made it to the table, he saw Jon draping his letterman over Haisley. The same one he’d been given on that cold day. Bile rose in his throat as he saw her lean her head tentatively on his shoulder, watching as Jon grew flustered, and just as hesitantly, wrapped an arm around her.

Damian suddenly felt as if he’d stumbled across something private, and hastily turned and walked away.

The walk turned into a run, and suddenly he was in the library, holed up in a corner as he cursed the sniffles he got.

This is hardly something to cry over , he scolded himself. I knew it was never going to happen.

He stayed in the little corner until the bell had rung, sketches of characters that didn't exist pouring over his sketchbook.

*****************

Walking home had always been something held to high regard for Damian these last few weeks since Haisley arrived. The only time he could have Jon to himself like he used to. These moments were treasured now, more than ever.

“Where’d you go at lunch, Dami?” Jon asked, strolling along the sidewalk.

“The library. There was a book I wanted to check out.” He said smoothly.

“Where is it then?”

“Oh, they didn't have it, so I had to put it on hold. I must have gotten distracted looking at the other ones.”

Yes, he had precrafted a story or five to tell.

“Did I miss anything important?”

“No, not really.” Jon let out a whoosh of air. “Just that I may actually be falling in love with Haisley.”

Hurt struck him like glass daggers to his heart, but years over playing games with his brothers had ensured he had an absolutely stellar poker face.

His mask of indifference washed over him as he responded with a tremor to his tone.

“Is that so? What makes you think that?”

“Gosh, she’s so pretty, for one.”

Damian’s stomach twisted, and he spoke. “So, is it just physical? That’s not love, Jon, that’s a crush.” 

“Wha-? No, I'm not done. She’s sweet, kind, and funny. She can actually have a snarky side if you hang around her enough. She has a good heart, and I know my parents would approve. Besides, do I gotta mention all the other stuff? The way her eyes get all squinty when she laughs,  her smile, all the blue. I look good in blue, don’t I? We could match~”

Jon continued gushing and at the corner, Damian clapped him on the shoulder and declared with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes that he was happy for him.

“You sure, D? You don’t look too excited.” Jon seemed worried.

“Course, J, I only want you to be happy. If you're happy, I'm happy. Just…this won’t come between us, right?”

He would die before he let their friendship burn, even if that meant he had to keep his distance.

“Never. You're my best friend, Damian. We’ll always be like this won’t we? Forever?”

“Yeah. Forever.” Damian swallowed the lump that formed in his throat and breathed a sigh of relief as he hit the row of small houses. 

“My stop. See you tomorrow.”

Before he could hear the response, he scurried away and across the street to the little tired house on the corner.

He unlocked the door and shut it behind him, slumping against it. The inside of the house was warm and cozy, the smell of cooking food making it homey.

When he opened his eyes, he could see his oldest younger brother, Duke, in the kitchen, the old yellow apron they had tied around his waist.

“You okay, Dames?” Duke set the pan down and lowered the fire, moving to help him up.

“Peachy.” He responded, letting himself be pulled upwards.

He hung up his coat and backpack and tried a smile, which Duke returned sympathetically.

Marching into his room, he starfished across his small bed and screeched into the pillow.

“✨Anger issues✨” Was hummed from above him.

Grumbling, Damian launched his pillow towards the person, his mood lifted slightly as he heard an “oof-” as the pillow hit his target.

“My dear menace to society.” Damian grinned as the pillow was thrown back and a black haired head popped up from the top bunk of the bunkbeds next to him.

“How was imprisonment for you today?” 

“Fine, fine, I won't bore you with details .” The teen waved his hand dismissively, before raising an eyebrow.

“How was your day, is the question we should all be asking if you came in here and tried to summon a demon with those screams.”

“And summon a demon, I did.” Damian gestured upwards to his little brother. 

“Asshole.” 

“Swear Jar.”

A quarter was thrown at his face.

“I’m serious, I'm fairly certain you and Duke are the ones who pay like half the bills from just the jar.”

“Shut up.” Tim stuck his tongue out, Damian returning the gesture. 

“Kon told me Jon got a girlfriend.” His tone softened. “Are you okay?” 

The crush was well known between the three oldest brothers and Cass, and it was often used as a teasing device, if not them actually trying to convince Damian to say something. 

“Fine. And they’re not together yet, tell Connor to get his facts right.” he waved off his brother’s concerns.

Tim looked at him, seeing directly past the lie, however, knowing better, he kept his mouth shut.

“You should write,” He said instead. ”Healthy venting.”

“You’re one to talk.”

Nonetheless, Damian followed his advice and took out a writing pad, proceeding to stare at the blank page for the next half hour until his youngest siblings and father arrived home, much like the author of this fic.

************

After dinner, everyone lounged around the living room, chattering and doing activities with each other.

Dick bounced onto the couch next to Damian and turned on the biggest puppy eyes he could muster. 

“Dami?”

“Dickiebird?”

“Will you play for us?”

Damian inhaled sharply. It had been awhile since he’d touched his guitar, but it still remained one of his younger brothers favorite pastimes.

“I’m a little rusty, but I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try.”

He went and grabbed it, repositioning himself back on the couch. His siblings paused in their activities to watch.

Hesitantly he tunes and strums, before playing around with some notes. Finding he quite liked the pattern, he continued with the slow melody, switching it up and returning it.

“I’ve never heard this song before.” Steph turned her head to the side, pausing in painting Cass’s nails. 

Jason bookmarked the page in his book and tore a page from one of Damian’s sketchbooks, coming to sit in front of Damian. 

“Can you play that again? It was really pretty.” 

He repeated it, again and again until the tune swirled around the house, bringing everyone into the song.

The kids had made a small circle around the couch, Bruce putting down his newspaper in favor of listening to his eldest.

There was nothing in his heart that spoke of pain and longing, all poured into the melancholy melody surrounding them.

When he came back to the present, the paper Jason had torn was covered in little scribbles. 

Music notes.

“Timmy helped, but these were the ones that we got, so that you can play that again sometime.”

“Please play it again!” Dick chirped.

“ Very beautiful.” Cass agreed out loud, trying to sign, but stopped by the wet paint on her nails.

“You should write lyrics!” Duke suggested. “I can help!” 

The rest of the evening was spent curled in the living room, Damian writing furiously and Duke helping him make things flow, Tim leaning over occasionally and remarking how similar they sounded to Damian's own predicament.

Damian was subjected to yet another day watching “Jaisley” as Tim and his group of friends, Duke, and if he was honest, he called it that as well, pine after each other.

If he had to hear the words “She’s an angel, D.” in a lovestruck tone one more time, his father would have to pick him up at the local police station for arson and vandalism.

Luckily, his savior came in the form of one Duke Wayne, who magically showed up almost every time Damian was on the brink. Today was his full school day, so he walked with Jon and Damian back home, wincing everytime Jon opened his mouth to gush about Haisley.

“Well, fuck.” Duke muttered as they walked into the house, dropping a quarter into the large jar as they did. 

“It’s bad.” Damian sighed. “It’s fine, it’s fine. I can sweep this under the rug, it’ll be fine.”

“Dames-” his brother started, before Tim came barreling through the door.

“Bye guys!” He screamed from the porch, two boys and a girl waving back at him.

Shutting the door, he turned to his older brothers. “We gonna record?”

Damian crossed his arms, staring up at his taller (only by a few inches!) little brother. 

“Wonderful idea, Timothy.”

He stalked towards the room, overhearing Tim whisper to Duke. “ He called me Timothy, was it really that bad?”

“Worse, dude. Wayyyy worse.”

*******************

Damian was wearing an oversized black hoodie with yellow lining, a dark green domino mask from an old halloween costume, and had left his hair out in a way rendered mostly unrecognizable to most of his school peers. 

Tim screwed around with the beat-up old laptop they’d salvaged awhile back, and a suspiciously high-quality recording mic. 

He would ask where it came from later.

The three brothers threw out some song requests for Damian to warm up, and then began recording. 

After the third take, they stopped.

“Dami, you sound monotone. Like you’re rehearsing a line and we have you at gunpoint behind the camera.”

“Sorry.” Damian flushed. 

Duke spoke up. “This is your song, your story. Try singing it how you feel, like you’re watching them and monologuing internally.”

He chewed his bottom lip, nodding. “Can we try again?”

Tim smiled, counting down. 

This time, he shut his eyes, letting the soft strumming of the guitar take him back to the moment when he felt his heart break for the first time. 

He floated away into the memories of them on the cold December day, to when they saw Haisley for the first time, to just recently listening to the voice he loved to hear pine for someone else. 

The tune flowed around him, lifting him up into the song until he was nearly sobbing with the pain of reliving those painful moments, pouring all he had into the few minutes. 

When he hit the final notes, he let the tears building up catch in the mask, a few stubborn ones slipping past the white out eyes and being hastily scrubbed away as Tim stopped recording. 

The silence was loud, and nervously, Damian spoke up. “Should we retake?”

“That was perfect, Damian.” 

“God, I could have cried. That is how this song was meant to be sung, and I'll be damned if this doesn't blow up by next week.”

“SWEAR JAR!” Tim and Damian chorused. 

“I’m giving compliments.” Duke grumbled. 

Tim stuck his tongue out and Damian skimmed the top of his guitar with his fingers gently. 

“I…I don't think I want it to blow up too much. These are my feelings, and to be honest I wouldn't be surprised if they find out it's me just by the words.”

“I guess.” Tim shrugged, going over the footage in his computer, and tweaking with the picture and turning the sound up over the videos, adding subtitles with the lyrics.

“Your old profile pic is that symbol you drew a few years ago. Do you wanna keep it?”

It was a bubble letter R in dark colors of green and red, a hint of yellow making it pop. Damian studied it before nodding. 

“Yes. I'd like to keep it.”

**************

They had played the song after dinner, the family applauding at the end. Tim posted it online with everyone onlooking, and although Damian claimed he didn’t care much about any of it, he sent the link to Kon, and asked him to pass it along to his older brother.

And if he hacked into a few accounts to put the link in their recommendations, who would know but him? 

…And the FBI agent that Bernard from across the street told him was watching the computer, despite using a VPN.

It was for a good cause anyways.

****************************

BIG HUGE THANKS TO MY AMAZING BETA READERS FOR THIS CHATPER @robbed-ghost and @redasuree !!!!!!!!!!!

[zepskies]

Writer Tag

Thank you so much for tagging me @venus-haze! As always, your responses on this were really interesting and got me thinking about my answers. (Here's the original post.)

So these first questions are geared toward Ao3 stories.

How many works do you have on AO3? 48 and counting.

What's your total AO3 word count? Aw geez. According to the statistics page, 1,022,400.

(But I have more fics listed in Tumblr thanks to headcanons and things not yet posted in Ao3.)

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Every Loyalty - (Jon Snow x OC)

And So It Goes - (Butcher x OC)

Never Say Goodbye - (Dean Winchester x Reader)

Break Me Down - (OC Version | Soldier Boy x OC)

Checkerboard - (Soldier Boy x Reader)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yes! Always. I love getting feedback and engaging with the people who take the time to read my work. 💜

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending? Ooh, it's gotta be this imagine in SPN fandom: "Sam crosses the line." In which he's in love with Dean's girlfriend.

(Sequel to "You are Dean's one exception.")

What the fic you've written with the happiest ending? Well, most of my stories have happy endings. But probably Never Say Goodbye (Dean W. x Reader). It's a soulmate AU, so very rom-com and fluffy, despite all the drama they went through.

Though I could also say the same of the last story in the Midnight Espresso-verse: In Bad Weather.

Do you write crossovers? No, I don't. I've enjoyed reading a few though.

Have you ever received hate on a fic? Yes, unfortunately lol. It's inevitable for as long as I've been writing though.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Oh yes lol. I'm a romantic though, so it's often a mix of fluff, straight up romance, occasionally dashed with angst and/or hurt/comfort.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge. (I hope not!)

Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope, but I've received solicitations lol.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yeah, when I was a teenager just starting out writing, I used to write with one of my best friends growing up. (We're still good friends to this day.)

What's your all-time favorite ship? That's pretty much impossible. 🤣 It depends on the fandom! Nowadays I tend to write for OCs or reader inserts though.

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will? Ooof, nothing recent. But I finally finished And So It Goes, which took me 3 years for some reason. 🙃

Though I do have both a Jason Teague x OC series and a Smallville Clark Kent x OC series outlined that realistically, I probably won't get to. 💔

What are your writing strengths? I've been told I'm good at dialogue and keeping canon characters in character, which is always amazing to hear! I try my best.

What are your writing weaknesses? Action scenes and smut scenes are my biggest writing challenges, though I've been told I do a decent job at them. I know I tend to use adverbs a lot lol (I'm trying to curb that).

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? So I try to minimize use of this, but, I've gotten critiqued (putting it mildly) on this before for two reasons. Admittedly, I've had to revise myself in certain use cases, but also, there are slang words and phrases in certain Spanish cultures that wouldn't make sense to another Hispanic/Latino culture that doesn't use the word/phrase. So sometimes, it's not that it's wrong grammatically, but that it's slang.

What was the first fandom you wrote for? Oh jeezus, probably Chronicles of Narnia fandom when I was like, 10 and brand new to writing. 😂

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to? Ooh a tough one. I feel like there are so many! I do have a story I had outline years ago now for Steve Rogers/Captain America back in the MCU fandom (which I've written in before). But that fandom is a bit intimidating. 😂

What's your favorite fic you've written? Also really tough for me. I think it's a tie between two series:

Break Me Down (Soldier Boy x Reader)

Midnight Espresso (Dean W. x Plus-Sized Latina!Reader)

One totally took me by surprise by how much I enjoyed writing the series and the characters (and figuring out how to write Soldier Boy/Ben 😂).

While the other allowed me to be a little more indulgent with myself, writing from my personal experience and my culture.

The responses on both stories have been amazing and incredibly heartwarming. 💗

No pressure tags:

@thatonewriter15 @waywardxwords @impala-dreamer @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior @deanwritings @deanwinchesterswitch @deanbrainrotwritings @kaleldobrev -- and whoever else wants to join! 💜

[amethystandemma]

Full name: Lyra Martha Kent

-Kryptonian name: Ly-El

-Preferred name: Lyra, LiLi

-Married name: Lyra Jordan

Birthday: October 27th

-Star sign: Scorpio

Parents: Clark and Lois Kent

Siblings: Jon Kent (twin brother)

Children: Blaire Jordan

Partner(s): Issac Jordan

Best friend(s): Caroline Grayson, Jon Kent

Nationality(ies): American

-Species: Kryptonian-human hybrid

. . . . . . . . . .

Alter ego(s): Supergirl (formerly), Stardust (current)

Power(s)/Ability(ies): flight, super strength, invulnerability, freezing breath, solar energy absorption, superhearing

Weakness(es): kryptonite

Alignment: good

Team(s): Superfam (current), Young Justice (current)

. . . . . . . . . .

Favorite color(s): violet

Favorite food(s): orange chicken

Favorite drink(s): cherry slushy

Favorite hero(es)/villain(s): Superman (Clark Kent), Superboy (Conner Kent and Jon Kent), Supergirl (Kara Zor-El)

Favorite hobby(ies): basketball, ice skating

. . . . . . . . . .

Gender: female

-Pronouns: she/her

Hair color(s): black

Hair length: elbow

Hair texture: straight

Hair style(s): down, space buns

Left eye color(s): purple

Right eye color(s): purple

Skin tone: tan

Physical build: muscular

-Height: 5’5

-Weight: 127 lbs

Sexuality: heterosexual

Other: she wears glasses in her civilian form

. . . . . . . . . .

Fear(s): kryptonite, losing family members

[1970sgothfreak]

HELLO EVERYONE!

So uhhh hi, sorry about not posting the butters sister fanfic or part 3 of the forgotten twins birthday but I’m still in school and I have been also spending time with my boyfriend and just taking care of his little side

Tomorrow I will post part 3! And then hopefully next week the butters fanfic will be out!

Please forgive me for being so slow with updating!

Also please comment if you want to be on the tag list for the Batfam fanfic :)

[certainvictori]

So here’s a little snippet of a future project i’m planning on writing! it’s basically an au my best friend and I have crafted for a bit; but i wanted to write a story based on it! This is a Jon centered story filled with canon and oc characters too! enjoy

[reareaotaku]

Masterlist III | COMPLETED

Finished: June 7, 2024 [12:27 PM CDT] *= Slightly NSFW/NSFW Masterlist I Masterlist II Masterlist IV

I Am Not Okay with This

Stanley Barber

Stanley Barber Headcanons Late Night Calls Backseat Driving*

Stranger Things

Mike Wheeler

My Sweet Valentine I Loathe You [Mike's POV]* Mike Wheeler & Jane 'Eleven' Hopper Headcanons Jealous Mike Wheeler Headcanons Brother's Best Friend*

Lucas Sinclair

My Sweet Valentine

Jane 'Eleven' Hopper

My Sweet Valentine Mike Wheeler & Jane 'Eleven' Hopper Headcanons Jealous Eleven

Maxine 'Max' Mayfield

My Sweet Valentine

Billy Hargrove

My Sweet Valentine

Steve 'The Hair' Harrington

My Sweet Valentine Mean Little Boy I'm in Love with You

Nancy Wheeler

My Sweet Valentine Nancy Wheeler & Robin Buckley Headcanons

Robin Buckley

My Sweet Valentine Nancy Wheeler & Robin Buckley Headcanons

Johnathan Byers

Johnathan Byers Headcanons

IT

Richie Tozier

Richie Tozier Headcanons

Karate Kid

Daniel Larusso

Daniel Larusso Headcanons*

The Umbrella Academy

Five Hargreeves

I Can't Lose You Sick Reader

The Goldfinch

Boris Pavlikovsky

Run Away Boris NSFW Headcanons* Injured Reader Mean! Boris Headcanons You're so Drunk*

Theodore 'Theo' Decker

Run Away Theo Decker Headcanons

Celebrities/Influencers

Matt Sturniolo

Matt Headcanons

Blue Beetle

Jaime 'Blue Beetle' Reyes

Jaime 'Blue Beetle' Reyes Headcanons

The Turning

Miles Fairchild

Miles Fairchild SFW/NSFW Headcanons* No Where 2 Run* Reader is Sick School is a Bore [PT 2 of School Girls] Made into a Woman* [Pt 3 of School Girls & School is a Bore] She's the Only Girl I wanna Love* [Pt 2 of Mary is the Girl that I wanna Fuck] Soft Schoolboy Headcanons Maid of the Rich Kind Nanny! Reader* Stalker 2 Be

Ben 10

Ben Tennyson

Yandere! Ben Tennyson Headcanons

Clone High

I Am Not a Clone Series

Where the Fuck am I? [Part 1]

Fear Street

Christine 'Ziggy' Berman

Christine 'Ziggy' Berman Headcanons

Nick Goode

Nick Goode Headcanons

Rick & Morty

Morty Smith

Morth Smith Headcanons Evil Morty Headcanons

Scooby Doo

Fred Jones

Fred Jones Headcanons Fred Jones Mystery Inc Headcanons

Hex Girls

We're the Hex Girls & We're Going to Put a Spell on You

Corpse Bride

Emily the Corpse Bride

Yandere! Emily Headcanons

Young Sheldon

Georgie Cooper

Georgie Cooper Headcanons

When You Finish Saving the World

Ziggy Katz

Yandere! Ziggy Katz Headcanons Jealous! Headcanons

We Are Who We Are

Fraser Wilson

Fraser Wilson Headcanons

Shazam

Freddy Freeman

Freddy Freeman Headcanons

Game of Thrones

Daenerys Targeryan

Male! Daenerys Targeryan Headcanons

Ghostbusters

Trevor Spengler

Jealous Headcanons

Don’t Tell a Soul

Joey

Joey Headcanons

Diary of a Wimpy Kid

Rodrick Heffley

Crazy Party What if Rodrick was Jealous?

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

I Don't Love You Singing my Love [Pt 2 of I Don't Love You] I Know You Got Issues & I Do Too [Male! Wednesday Addams] Male Wednesday Headcanons +drabble

Spiderman

Gwen Stacy

Gwen Stacy Headcanons

Scream

Stu Macher

Stu Macher Headcanons*

Batman

Dick 'Richard' Grayson

Save Me, Baby

Damian Wayne

Superboy vs Robin Damian Wayne Headcanons Love in High Places [Pt 2 of Superboy vs Robin]

Barbara 'Batgirl' Gordon

Barbara Gordon Headcanons

Tim 'Red Robin' Drake

Tim Drake Headcanons

Superman

Jon Kent

Superboy vs Robin Love in High Places [Pt 2 of Superboy vs Robin]

Clark 'Superman' Kent

Superman Headcanons

Lolirock

Iris

Genderbend Iris Headcanons

Shrek

Arthur Pendragon

Arthur Pendragon Headcanons

Kim Possible

Kim Possible

Schoolboy Crush

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

Jessica Rabbit

Jessica Rabbit Headcanons

Mario

Princess Peach

Princess Peach Headcanons

Princess Rosalina

Princess Rosalina Headcanons

OC

Prince Alexander

Yandere Prince Headcanons

Ace

Grumpy x Sunshine Headcanons

Nightmare on Elm Street

Glen Lantz

Touch Me

That's Not My Neighbor

Francis 'Milkman' Mosses

Milkman Headcanons*

Goofy Movie/ An Extremely Goofy Movie

Max Goof

Max Goof Headcanons He was a Skater Boy

The Lion King

Kovu

Kovu Headcanons

Beetlejuice

Astrid Deetz

Astrid Deetz Headcanons

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

'Leo' Leonardo

Leonardo Headcanons

'Donnie' Donatello

I Do Not Like You

[afrowrites]

HEY BBY GIRL! I hope you’re doing awesome. Thank you sm for writing the Smallvile!Clark ask. I got another idea if you don’t mind? Smallville!Clark x Black!Fem reader. An enemies to friends to lovers. Reader can’t stand Clark Kent and his family and he doesn’t know why. He lets his folks know what’s up and Jonathan explains he has beef with her dad from the past, so Jon tells Clark to stay away from her (like Romeo and Juliet kinda). They bicker and argue, but soon realize they don’t really hate each other, it’s just what their parents taught them, so they start hanging out as friends then it turns to secretly dating until they stand up to their parents to squash that shit! It’s no rush at all like last time ☺️

I put this gif because sometimes I imagine Black! Y/N or OC in Smallville as Meagan Good. Say what you want about her, but she was a 2000s it girl!

Girl when I saw this I literally screamed. It's gonna take me a while because of school and work but trust me when I say this one is gonna be amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.

[daddysfangirls-dc]

UnTamed Ch.7

Damian Wayne x OC!Female

Prev | Next

Too Pretty.

That's what Astraea thought. As she looked around, the restaurant was very fancy. It was so fancy, in fact, that Damian got her a fancy dress and shoes to go with it and even did her hair. I got her all dolled up and didn't tell her why. He just dragged her until they arrived at the restaurant, then was taken to a private booth with curtains in the back. Money gets you fancy privacy. It was all so fancy and pretty. Even the food was pretty.

"It's too pretty," she whispered as she eyed the plate of food. She felt Damian's nervousness and confusion. " It's too pretty to eat. Looks like those art pieces in those fancy places I'm not allowed in." It was two lamb chops on top of mashed potatoes; it wasn't much, but it was still pretty. More to look at than eat. 

"Try it. You'll like it," Damian encourages her to eat. 

Not one to turn down a free meal, she forwent the proper eating utensils; she just picked up the bone taking a big bite of the lamb. Damian watches as she devours her plates within minutes, the proper table manners not seen or considered. Once the plate was clean, she whispered," I'm still hungry." He waved the waitress over and ordered some desserts.

"Why are we here?" she finally asked 

"I can't take you to a nice place for a nice meal."

"Damian," she spoke his name softly, "what are we doing?"

-

Honestly, he didn't know. Their relationship had changed, or at least Damian's view of it had. He had grown romantic feelings for her. He didn't know how to go about these feelings, so he sought out help and advice. For Asta to remain a secret, he could not ask his brothers or father for advice. He instead went to two other trustworthy confidants, Jon Kent and Alfred Pennyworth. They provided as much advice as they could with vague and little information.

Jon just told him to ask her to be his girlfriend and give her some flowers. Jon Kent never had a girlfriend.

Alfred advises him to take her out to a nice dinner and talk to her about his feelings and a possible relationship. He advised a slow approach. Damian took his advice and ran with it. 

He got a fancy restaurant, food, and clothes, and the atmosphere was here, but now he couldn't speak, put words together, or find them. He should have gotten advice on how to talk to her. It was a conundrum, but he needed to figure it out and do it. 

-

"These past few years, I've enjoyed your companionship, our friendship. " Asta smiled as this was the first time he'd ever acknowledged their friendship. " My feelings for you have changed and grown and can no longer be ignored. Astreae, I like you, like you as more than a friend, and I'd like to enter into a possible romantic relationship. If you'd like that as well." Definitely wasn't the best wording. Despite how vast his vocabulary was he was never good at conveying his feelings through words. Honestly, he wasn't good at conveying his feelings, period.

"what does that mean?" Asta asked. " I ... I'd like for us to be in a roman-"

"No, I mean, what does that mean? What does being romantic mean? For us?" 

It was a good concern for Asta to have. The only true exposure she had to 'romantic' relationships was to victims of domestic violence and prostitutes. And she wore less than prostitutes. Love was something people in the alley mostly ran from or used as a tool. How would they change? What would romance look like with them? Would they really be romantic?

" ... I like spending time with you and would like to spend more time outside of our nightly occupation. More dates, perhaps." Admittedly, most of their meetings were at sunset or under the moon. " I'd like to touch you like that. I mean, like holding your hand and a perhaps kiss. I don't want to change what we have; I want more of it."

There was a moment of relief that was quickly followed by a new nervousness as he waited for her response. He didn't know what he'd do if she rejected him. He probably just ruined his first friendship.

"Okay"

"...okay?"

"I'd like to be romantic with you. I want to hold your hand, kiss you, and see you in the light." 

Damian didn't fight the smile that spread across his face. He raised his glass " to the light," and she raised her glass as well (she's never done the toast before)" To the light."

As if realizing the serious conversation was over and had ended well, the waitress finally brought over their desserts. Another fancy plated dish is lemon tarts. 

"Another pretty dish. After this-"

"We'll go get pizza."

-

Alfred watched as Damian quickly slid the back seat. He notices how giddy and happy his young master is as he settles in. He was glowing with joy. " I presume it went well." 

"Yes" was a single-word response but held many emotions. " Very well," the joy radiated off the boy was just so pure. He had never seen the boy so happy. "And when can I expect to meet this young lady?" Damian didn't say anything, but his face was answered enough, a look he had seen on Bruce many times before when asked about his lovers. 

Bruce rarely, if ever, talked about his lovers, not including the little flings he brought home occasionally. He used to learn about love interests such as Talia Al Ghul and Minhkhoa  Khan through reports and ones like Selina Kyle by wounds they left on his body. He hopes Damian love interest won't fall into that second category. Another hope is that he wouldn't have to wait several years to meet the young lady officially.

"Alfred" His voice was small 

"Yes?"

"I'd appreciate it if today's activities stayed between us. I don't want the others-"

"Damian, no one will learn of it from me."

"...Thank you."

[ghost-king-kai]

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Platonic Only: The Crew (Christopher Pike, Una Chin-Riley, Hemmer/Pelia, Joseph M'Benga, Christine Chapel, Erica Ortegas, Nyota Uhura, Jenna Mitchell, Spock, La'an Noonien-Singh, George Samuel Kirk) [All Together & Individually] James T. Kirk

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Platonic Only: The Crew (Michael Burnham, Saru, Sylvia Tilly, Adira Tal, Keyla Detmer, R. A. Bryce, Joann Owosekun, Hugh Culber, Gen Rhys, Paul Stamets, Jett Reno) [All Together & Individually] Cleveland Booker

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[tinky-dinky]

So this is how my fic is looking so far:

I have a family tree worked out and it looks like this-

Oliver Queen x Barry Allen = Roy Harper and Wally West

Roy Harper x Edie Wilson (my OC) = Kon, Tim and Bart Harper

Wally West x Joey Wilson = None

Slade Wilson x Lex Luthor = Grant, Joey, Edie and Rose Wilson

Grant Wilson x Dick Grayson = Rupert Wilson (Respawn)

Joey Wilson x Wally West = None

Edie Wilson x Roy Harper = Kon, Tim and Bart Harper

Rose Wilson x Steph Brown = None

Bruce Wayne x Clark Kent = Dick Grayson, Jason Todd and Jon Kent

Dick Grayson x Grant Wilson = Rupert Wilson

Jason Todd x Kyle Rayner = None

Jon Kent (nothing because he's 13.)

Maybe background Hal Jordan x Guy Gardner, because I love those guys.

I have yet to decide what I want to do with Cass.

The plot would just be slice-of-life family stuff, mostly. So far I've decided the following chapter(s)-

A trip to the zoo

A trip to the museum

Disney World holiday

I'm sure you can see where this is going.

[findyourrp]

Looking for discord partners. Shorter replies, but no one-liners. Seeking partners 25+, though 21+ minimum, as I am 29+. Fandom and fandomless welcome. 🕊 dark and potentially triggering content wanted. Not limited to free use, age gaps (legal), monster, family dynamics, bathroom kinks.

Fandom pairings wanted:

Stranger Things: Hopper x Steve, Joyce x *Jonathan*, Hopper x Billy

Marvel: *Peter Parker* x Aunt May, Tony Stark x *Peter Parker*, *Venom* x anyone, *Brock Rumlow* x Steve Rogers, *Brock Rumlow* x Steve Rogers (genderbent/similiar)

DC: Clark x Jon Kent, *Clark Kent* x harem of women, *Clark Kent* x Poison Ivy, *Jon Kent* x Martha Kent, *Jon Kent* x harem of men and women

Slashers: Michael Myers x anyone/oc, Thomas Brown Hewitt x *anyone/oc*, *Billy Loomis* x anyone/oc

Once Upon a Time: *David Nolan/Charming* x Emma Swan

* indicates which I would like to play. If there isn't any around a pairing, willing to play either

Fandomless: I welcome any and all Ocs and any pairings. Supernatural and omegaverse are personal favorite settings. Along with monster and swapped gender presentations (ie futa girls, etc).

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[puppiesandnightlock]

Link: A Robin's Song (Chapter 2)

summary: all info can be found here

(songs used + additional comments can be found in the ao3 footnotes)

 “THIS IS GONNA BE THE BEST DAY OF MY LIIIFE, MY L I I I I I I I I FE!”

“Turn it offff!” Tim groaned, pulling a pillow over his head.

Damian groped for the alarm clock, successfully knocking it onto the ground. Duke turned on the bedroom light, climbing from the bottom bunk up to the top to poke at Tim until he woke up. 

                                          “ WHO RUN THE WORLD? GIRLS!”

Damian opened the door as the song started leaking from the cracked open door of the girls’ room, being shoved aside by Tim who’d heard their alarm go off. 

“EAT IT, STEPH!” Tim slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it in front of his sister’s face.

“CLIMB THESE HILLS, I’M REACHING FOR THE HEIGHTS AND CHASING ALL THE LIGHTS THAT SHIIINE!”

Jason came out of the hallway, letting the showtune go on and humming along, followed by an adorably sleepy Dick, shirt backwards and one strap of his overalls off. Steph and Jason banged on the door of the restroom, screeching at Tim to hurry up and at least open the door.

Damian fixed Dick’s outfit, carrying him to the kitchen, where Duke had started breakfast. He took over as Duke ran to change, Cass digging out a brush and sitting next to Dick to brush his hair, then brushing her own. 

Their father came out as breakfast was finished, tie tied loosely around his neck, and looking for his briefcase.

“By the door!” Damian called, shoving rolled waffles into his younger siblings hands, and pausing to retie Bruce’s tie.

Duke handed off Dick and Jason’s lunch, Bruce kissing his older children goodbye as he went out the door to drop Dick and Jason off at elementary school before heading to work.

Damian herded the rest of his siblings out the door and to the bus stop, confiscating the glitter bombs Steph had hid in her backpack, making sure Tim hadn’t taken the laptop, and double-checking Cassandra’s homework.

Duke and Damian then walked/ran to the high school, separating to meet with their friends and respective grade groups.

Today wasn’t any different than the usual hectic mornings, but somewhere inside him, there was a feeling nagging at Damian that something about today was different.

Everyone was crowded around their phones, headphones in. Normally, that wouldn’t be abnormal, and maybe he was just paranoid, but everyone seemed eerily quiet for the moment, a few groups of people chattering about something that he didn’t bother trying to hear.

It was like standing in the middle of a large puzzle, and missing the biggest piece.

Jon came running up to him, a blinding smile on his face. “Dami! Have you seen it? I sent it last night, after Kon showed me it, it's so good don't you think?”

He threw his arms around his neck as he waited for Damian’s answer, chin on his shoulder.

“W-what are you talking about, J?” His heartbeat sped up as the other boy clung to him, completely oblivious to how it was affecting him.

In order to shake the thoughts bouncing off the walls of his brain, he pulled out his older model phone and turned it on. 

The moment it came alive it started vibrating and practically jumped out of hands, a barrage of notifications ringing through. 

Jon let go of him as he startled, moving to catch the phone before it fell. As he looked up, he saw Duke weaving through the crowd with an expression mixed with panic and excitement.

“Damian!” He called out, running towards them.

Jon waved to him, grinning. “Hi, Duke!”

“Hey, Jon. Um, I just gotta steal my brother here for a quick second- '' Duke grabbed him by the arm and whisked him away, Jon going off to Haisley’s side. 

“Dude, you’re famous!” Duke whisper-screamed in his ear as they came to a stop near one of the trees in the courtyard.

“The fuck are you talking about?” Damian grumbled as the phone in his pocket kept buzzing. He took it out and opened it, looking for the source. “This isn’t funny, Duke-” 

His eyes widened almost comically as he read all the notifications.

Eight hours ago, his account had posted the original song he’d sung. It had had fifty subscribers and not more than at least fifteen likes on each video.

As of that morning, his song “Heather” had 1.5 million views, nearly as many likes, and his sub count was going up higher and higher the more he scrolled down his notifications.

“Holy shit- ” He squeaked.

“Swear jar.” Duke sang. “That’s actually double what you owe, but i’ll only charge you for one because this is an earth-shattering revelation kind of moment.”

“Oh my God. Oh my God, what the fuck, what the actual fuck?” Damian was reeling, blocking out his brother’s annoying taunts about the stupid jar that sucked up all of their money.

He was snapped out of his reverie by the most pressing conflict at the moment, besides you know, the train wreck that was Damian’s life.

He dragged his brother down by the collar of his jacket (dammit, why are all his brothers so tall??), using both hands to stare him in the eyes.

“Do they know?” He hissed. “Do they know it’s me?"

He let go, pacing. “Oh God, oh God, i hope he doesnt know its me, that would be mortifying, oh my god-”

“Bro, chill, you wore a mask and one of my sweaters, and besides, you don't sing much at school anyways. And, if he did know, by any chance, would that really be such a bad thing? You’re literally on the verge of being internet famous right now, my dude.”

The bell rang and his thoughts spiraled as he went to class, Duke running to the other side of the school and leaving him to float into the abyss of darkness.

Throughout the day, he became hyper aware of people’s conversations, catching the lyrics, the channel name, and the song itself everywhere.

He had had to turn his phone off because of the constant buzzing going off in class, attracting even more attention than wanted. 

Lunch was more bearable by a slight margin, the leading factor being Haisley sitting with her other friends that day.

Jon had taken up the seat directly next to Damian, having complete disregard for his personal space per usual.

It was good to see some things never change, he supposed.

His arm was slung over the back of his chair, nose in the shorter boy’s dark hair. Damian desperately tried to busy himself and not think about how intimate their position was.

It was so casual, the small touches and hugs and close proximity. To the outside world, they looked like a couple. And just for a minute, Damian could shut his eyes and pretend the world was perfect, pretend that the person he loved loved him back, and that all the sweetness that was given could be received with a full heart.

But when he opened them, he was back to where he started, where every affectionate gesture hollowed out the gaping hole in his heart.

“That Robin song sure is something.” Jon hummed, glancing at Damian’s screen.

He slapped the phone face down and stiffly leaned back into the embrace. 

“You really think so?” He cursed the tremor in his voice.

Pull yourself together, Damian Wayne. This is not the worst thing you’ve ever been through and by all that is holy you will get through this no problem.

“Yeah! The vocals are just gorgeous, especially because there aren't a billion heavy filters smoothing it out. It’s so beautifully raw , and the message of the lyrics just makes me wanna cry. You can hear the pain in this person’s voice. I wouldn’t be surprised if this is really based on real life, and if it is, I hope the person they’re pining for does replicate the feelings. I know firsthand that unrequited love sucks.”

Damian’s head snapped up from where he’d fallen into the embrace. “When was that? You didn't tell me about it.” 

Jon laughed sheepishly, stretching out as he responded. “It…lasted for an embarrassing amount of time, I didn’t feel like sharing it to be honest with you.”

Damian nodded, but inside he was reeling. Who would not love someone like Jon? Kind, sweet earnest, understanding. The sprinkle of snark enough to hold playful banter.

“You’re thinking too loud, D.” Jon shook him by the shoulder a bit.

“My apologies, I was unaware you were telepathic.”

Instead of retorting, he threw his head back and laughed, loud and joyful. “You’re the best, Damian. I love you, you know?”

He felt his heart skip a beat, and he swallowed the lump in his throat to nod.

Platonic, platonic, platonic. That's all this would ever be…

 “Love you too.”

“S’gonna be you and me, against the world forever.”

Forever was such a foreign concept to him. Forever had been promised by his mother, who died. By his siblings who were too little to understand what it truly meant.  Said by couples in vows who left when things got too hard. By Jon, who said it so earnestly he was inclined to believe it.

He would sacrifice his feelings to have a forever with Jon. Even if it meant he had to watch him fall for someone else, be the best man at his wedding, be the shoulder to lean on on the sidelines.

After all, if Jon was happy, so was Damian.

Home was surprisingly better than he expected. Dick had the good fortune to be in kindergarten, therefore having no idea the song his brother played for him was going viral online. 

Jason was less concerned about that and more concerned about whether or not Damian would be posting any covers like he used to and if he did, could he request a song from this musical he really loves?

Tim and Steph were the worst of it, with loud threats of revealing the secret and cries of “You’re famous!!!”. They both brought up the fact multiple times that he could try making some money from this and sell it on iTunes or something.

Cass simply smiled and signed that it was a good song and that she was happy for him, but not before winking and whispering into his ear as she passed that there was no way Jon could resist him like that.

Duke had already gotten it out of his system, but the moment Damian got home, he shoved the swear jar in his face and demanded the toll.

When his father arrived home, he cupped his chin, looking him directly in the eyes, and told him he was proud of him.

And fuck, if that didnt make him cry.

The mail had come in, and after dinner, Tim went out to collect it, definitely not taking an extra ten minutes to chat with the blond-haired boy across the street. He came back in to his older siblings knowing looks, and effectively ruined the warm atmosphere the family had settled into by dumping the load of bills on the counter.

As he did so, Bruce announced cheerfully, “Well, I think it’s time that little birds should be sleeping, don’t you?”

He scooped up Dick, who giggled and squealed, then let Jason climb onto his back, carrying them both to their shared room. 

The rest watched as he did, waiting till they were out of the room. 

“It’s bad, isn't it?” Steph was the first one to speak.

“We haven’t opened them yet, Stephie, we don’t know that.” Duke tried. 

Cass studied them, large dark eyes taking in everything. She stood, and led Stephanie into their bedroom, closing the door behind them with a soft click.

“Maybe we can-” 

“No, Tim. You shouldn’t be worried about this. Go to bed, please.” Damian ran a hand through his younger brother’s hair, before turning him around and nudging him towards their shared room.

It was just Duke and Damian left as their father reentered, exhaling as he rubbed his face with his hands.

“We’re gonna be fine, Dad. We’ve gone through slumps like this before and me and Damian can always increase our working days if we need it…”

Their dad stayed silent, tired eyes looking up at them. “I’m sorry, boys. I don’t…I don't know if it'll be enough…”

They had been struggling long before any of the kids, but every addition took a toll, not to mention the rising prices of, well, everything.

Duke kept his ideas flowing and comforts in the air, Damian stood quiet, gears turning in his brain. 

He didn't want to put so much faith in one thing, but it was worth a shot. Besides, today’s interaction had given him a jolt of inspiration, and he had at least half a song written in the notepad hidden beneath his bed. 

“We’re going to be fine.” He stated. “We’ll come out on top, we always do.”

With that mysterious burst of optimism, he slipped around the corner and into the room. He settled on his bed, before throwing something onto the top of the bunk bed next to him.

“I know you’re awake. How about you help me try and save our family?”

The next morning, Robin had accounts on nearly every major social media platform, several reels, TikToks, and Youtube shorts detailing the situation, when to expect his latest song, and a place where they could donate money. There was already a couple hundred bucks in there and that itself would pay for at least a month's worth of groceries.

This seemed like a blessing, an absolute perfect solution. He would go home, finalized the song, record it, post it, and gain even more help. 

Just the thought let him arise with an extra spring in his step, siblings poking fun at his unusually chipper mood. 

He was going to let absolutely nothing ruin this day, not even a lunch of watching Jon and Haisley flirt.

The first thing that should have tipped him off was the smile on Jon's face. Dreamy, joyful, and a little nervous.

“Hey, D?” He spoke up, Haisley having stuck with her girlfriends ( perfect day ) during lunch.

“Mhm?”

“I’m gonna ask Haisley to be my girlfriend today.”

He choked on the snack he was eating.

Well, there goes the day of ‘no-jaisley-will-bother-me’. 

Jon whacked him across the back, solving the problem. 

“Why…what are you planning on doing?” 

For fuck’s sake, why do you do this to yourself?

Jon went on to detail his plans for asking her, somehow involving the park and the sunset and a few other things he couldn't bring himself to pay attention to.

“I-I…I’ll be right back.” He blurted out, scurrying away. His feet took him to the front of the lunchline, Grabbing the strawberry ice cream that they used to get every Friday during freshman year, he took a spoon and made his way numbly back to their seat.

“We should celebrate . You finally getting the nerve up to do this.” 

The expression Jon gave him made his heart clench in such agonizing pain he nearly keeled over.

“Close your eyes and open your mouth.” Jon sang out. 

Damian did as directed, feeling a sharp pang at the words, this moment recreating so many scenes from the years past.

The cool strawberry taste ran over his tongue as ice cream was spooned into his mouth, and he laughed in spite of himself.

Let me have this. Please, Please, just for a little bit.

It was selfish of him to keep this last bit of longing to himself, because surely if he had a taste of what they had once been, he would want more, latch on and never let go.

It was, for that moment, just them. The sweet before the pain.

He made his way home in a daze, Jon walking with Haisley to enact his plan, which would undoubtedly succeed.

Fumbling with his key on shaky hands, he stumbled inside of the small house, once again slumping against the door and bringing his knees to his chest, burying his face in his hands. 

There was a heavy warmth that pressed into his side, humming softly as they fidgeted with something in their hands. 

After a minute, he looked up, seeing Tim leaning against him, tapping away his self modified phone as if this was an everyday occurrence. 

Tim stood, offering a hand to help him up. The silence stayed as Duke offered Damian a cup of tea, untying the apron he was wearing and hanging up. Neither brother pried at their older brother’s emotions. 

“Can you help me record today?” He spoke up. 

Tim and Duke shared a look. “Are you sure it’s a good idea? Like…mentally?”

“Healthy venting, remember?”

Tim grinned. “I’ll grab the laptop.”

“ I’m so much more than just a friend to you…” The brothers were crowded around the laptop, watching the playback.

“We have another winner!” Duke crowed. 

“The internet loves sad emo shit, I don't understand why.” Tim commented.

“It makes them feel better about themselves because there’s someone else who’s suffering the same way they are.” Damian held out the jar to his younger brother, who flicked a coin into it.

The next morning, there was a barrage of notifications and enough money to pay half the bills. 

“Robin” was coming up in the world, and steadily making its way to over a million followers and subscribers. 

He posted some things on his socials, thanking the people for their support, and answering some questions, along with some motivational stuff he tells himself sometimes, although he never follows it anyways.

@ROBIN-Offical 2hrs ago

Unrequited love doesn't mean anything is wrong with you. It hurts like hell but that's okay. That person can’t see how amazing you are, or will never be able to see you in that light. You’ll find the right one someday. <3 :)

#unrequited love #heathersong #justafriendtoyou #ROBINofficial #RobinMusic 

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There were groups of people buzzing over the new song that popped up on the channel, the mysterious Robin who had the most amazing relatable content. Or so they said.

He wouldn't lie, it was getting to his head just a little bit.

Not enough to want to reveal who he was, but just enough to go to bed with the excitement of being famous.

“Damian!” He turned around to see Jon running towards him at full speed, a blinding smile on his face as he crashed into him and threw his arms around his neck.

“Jon? What’s going on?” The other boy’s joy was contagious, making Damian smile softly back at him, despite being crushed in his grasp.

“I did it! And…” He cried, breathless. “ She. Said. YES.”

The words didn't reach their full understanding in his brain, having forgotten what Jon had told him yesterday.

“Huh?”

“She said yes, D! Haisley and I are officially a couple!” 

The declaration rammed into him like a train at full speed, leaving him numb and broke.

…Well. Fuck life.