#that is her full adopted name and you can’t change my mind

[itsupermanti]

My Hero Superman AU; Adventures of Eri Midoriya, The Supergirl

Eri(nervously): Hey Papa.

Izuku(turns to her): Yes sweetie?

Eri: Since you don’t really need One for All, can I have it?

Izuku(double take): Why?! You could end up breaking your bones!

Eri(explaining): So? I can use my quirk to heal myself.

Izuku(making the same realization): Oh my god, your right!

Eri(hopeful): So can I have it?

Izuku(relenting): Fine, but we’ll be training to help you control it young lady.

Eri(hugs him): Thank you!

Izuku(muttering to himself): What’s the worst that can happen?

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An Hour After the Transfer;

Eri(floating with her Great Grandma Nana’s quirk in her room): …

Eri(realization): Wait a minute…

Eri(then uses her father’s telekinesis to push herself forward): …

Eri: *Eyes light up with amazement*

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An Hour After That;

Eri(at the training grounds): *Lifts up a building with ease thanks to use of telekinesis while touching it*…

Eri(smiling): So cool!🤩

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Two Hours After That;

Eri: Hey Auntie Momo?

Momo(turns around from pulling Shouto away from his conspiracy board): Yes Sweetie?

Eri(acting shy): Can make me a copy of Mama’s costume? With Papa’s symbol on it?

Momo(cooing at her before making the costume): Of course dear! My pleasure.

Eri(thinking to herself): Sucker!

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Literally 20 Hours after that;

Ochaco(looking around in worry): Has anyone seen Eri?

Jirou(turning to her): Not recently.

Mina(reassuring her): I’m sure she’s fine.

TV Reporter: We interrupt this broadcast to bring you live coverage of a Villain attack in downtown Musutafu.*Helicopter gets hit* We’re going down!

Momo(worried): Oh no!

Helicopter is caught by a white and pink blur.

Helicopter Pilot(thankful): Thanks Super-

Helicopter Pilot(confused): Who the heck are you?

Eri(putting helicopter down): Isn’t it obvious?

Eri(shows off her costume with a red cape): I’m Supergirl, daughter of Superboy and Uravity!

Ochaco(starts panicking): MY BABY!!!

Momo(concerned); Oh boy.

Eri: *Proceeds to defeat the villain and flies off when her father shows up to scold her*

Ochaco: *hyperventilating into paper bag while everyone tries to comfort her*

Inko(rubbing her back): Don’t worry dear, it’ll get easier.

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After visiting Her grandma’s Amazonian Tribe;

Eri(hovering over her Aunt Mina’s shoulders): ALL HAIL PRINCESSES MIN-EL AND ERI-EL!!!

Mina(facepalming not wanting to be reminded of the praise): Please stop!

Inko(comforting her): Don’t worry, she’s just excited about being declared an actual princess.

Mina(turning to her): But I’m not! I didn’t think that I was secretly a clone child of the two strongest people on the planet, much less that I would end up an Amazonian Princess!

Inko(hugging her): Then don’t be a princess, and don’t try to be me either. Just be yourself and know that we’re here to support you now.

Mina(accepts hug): Thanks.

Eri(accepting baked goods from Sato): Princess Eri accepts your offerings loyal subject!

Sato(bowing head): Thank you, your majesty.

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Eri(flying around on with a jar full of cookies on a sugar high): HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Izuku+Denki+Tenya(chasing after her): GET BACK HER YOUNG LADY!!!

Tenya(goes crashing after trying to turn to chase her around a corner): Argh!

Izuku+Denki(chase her around a corner only for her to disappear): !!!

Denki(as Shazam looking around): WHERE THE HECK DID SHE GO?!?!

Izuku(listening around): I can still hear her.

Izuku(realizing where she is): …

Izuku(looks up and uses his super vision): !!!

Izuku(still looking up): You’ve got to be kidding me…

Denki(turns to him): What? Where is she?

Izuku(turns to him with a deadpan look on his face): She’s on the moon…

Denki: …

Eri(eating cookies on the moon): HAHAHAHAHA!!!

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Eri(grumbling to herself): This isn’t fair…

Ochaco(scolding her): I’ll tell you what isn’t fair,

Ochaco: Nearly giving me a heart attack from worry young lady!

Izuku: What makes you think you can do all of this?

Eri(looks at them): I’m the strongest 7 year old on the planet, nothing can hurt me!

Izuku(worried): But you don’t have my invulnerability!

Eri(nonchalant): But I can mimic it.

Izuku+Ochaco(confused): How?

Eri: I just make a force field around me with Papa’s powers.

Izuku+Ochaco: …

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Hisashi+Inko(dumbfounded): SHE DOES WHAT?!?!

Izuku(explaining): Apparently she uses her copy of my telekinesis to mimic most of our powers.

Izuku: She hovers with Float and pushes herself telekinetically, she makes a telekinetic field around her body for invulnerability that is strong enough to survive in space, and she inherited a copy of our ability to survive and absorb sunlight.

Hisashi(in disbelief): Oh my Rao…

Inko(reassuring): At least it can’t get worse.

Ochaco(walking in with Eri in her arms, still wearing her costume): It just got worse.

Hisashi+Izuku(shocked): HOW?!

Ochaco: She just figured out heat vision.

Ochaco: She nearly set Monoma on fire.

Eri: I just looked at him really hard and thought of him catching fire.

Izuku(worried): Oh no, she figured out how to vibrate molecules to the point they catch fire.

Inko(also worried): What does THAT mean?

Ochaco(sighing): It means she was right.

Izuku: She really is the strongest 7 year old on the planet. NOTHING can hurt her!

Eri(eyes glowing with telekinetic power): HahahahahaHAHAHAHA!

Hisashi+Inko: …

Hisashi+Inko(facepalm): GODDAMNIT!!!

[rory-cakes]

A Buck and A Canary

What was she doing here?

Why was she smiling at him like nothing happened?

He left their child alone!

He let her die!

He lied to her!

It has been one week since the battle at the Habin Hotel. They were starting to finish the reconstruction of the hotel when something strange happened. An angel appeared. 

“Hello! My name is Y/n Altruist, and the higher-ups of heaven have sent me to oversee the progress of the hotel!” 

“THEY CHANGED THEIR MINDS!?” Charlie was practically vibrating with joy. 

“Why?” Vaggie asked skeptically. 

“Well, unlike before, we have proof that your hotel works! A certain serpent has shown up in heaven!”

“Sir Penitouse is alive!” everyone was filled with overwhelming joy. 

“Also”

Y/n bowed in respect. 

“I deeply apologize for the exterminations. They were never supposed to happen. Sera and Adam were working alone in that sense.” 

Charlie grabbed her hand and helped her back up. 

“So really, no one knew? How is that possible?”

“The seven virtues are the only defense against evil on Earth so they have their hands full with that, I’m afraid. I was at the meeting and I brought up the issue as soon as I could!”

“Why do you care so much about what happens to us? No offense, we’re really grateful you did what you did! But why?”

“Well, I'm afraid my answer is a little selfish. My husband is down here. He wasn’t a good man but he was a good husband and he would have been a good father hadn’t he died.”

How did an angel like her end up with someone down here?

Wait-

An angel like her?

“Im sorry, but what is your husband’s na-”

“Birdy?”

“Alastor?”

Alastor sat uncomfortably on the plush couch in his room. Y/n sat equally as uncomfortable in a chair of a similar design. You could cut the tension in the air with a knife. 

Alastor avoided making eye contact with his wife. I mean she had to know who he truly was at this point. How could she not?

“Alastor.”

She breaks the silence. 

“I’ve missed you dearly, my darling.”

Why was she smiling?

“I know what you did, and while I can’t say I’m pleased, that doesn’t change the fact that you are my husband.”

What?

“You cherished and loved me for so many years. You took care of me and Eudora. You loved me with everything you had.”

This isn’t right.

“So, if you haven’t stopped loving me in the time we’ve been apart,”

No

“I’d like to be your wife still.”

Alastor finally looked at his ethereal wife. She was so good. She shouldn’t be corrupted by his darkness. 

“I left her alone.”

“So did I.”

Y/n smiled at the man in front of her. This was her Alastor. This was the man she fell in love with. Sure, there were blazing red flags and she should probably be running for the hills. However, she can’t deny the urge to be with him. 

“I’ve been watching over her.”

“You have? How is she?”

“She’s lived a long life. She’s been married to her wife for about 40 years now. She adopted three kids and has a bunch of grandkids. She had her own radio show, Al!”

“She did?”

“She did.”

Y/n moves to sit beside him and grabs his hand with both of hers. Alastor finally pulls her closer,

“You deserve so much more than I am. I cursed you in life I can’t let you get hurt again.”

“You are all that I want, and if I get cursed because of it, that will have been my decision.”

She places her hand on his face, and he leans into it. 

“My darling Alastor, there is nothing you can do for me to stop loving you.”

“Alright, Birdy, I’ll have you for as long as you wish to stay.”

And so the Buck was reunited with his Canary.  

A/N: Hi! I hope you liked the last part of Alastor's Birdy! If you have scenarios you would like me to write with this au, just send me an ask and ill get to it as soon as I can!

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[aloyiouis]

elaborate on the motherhood

regarding motherhood and p3? Sure. I’ll use minato as a name, typing hero for too long gets annoying. general p3 spoilers as we continue.

first, we’ll seperate motherhood into two concepts. childbirth and maternal presence. childbirth is the process of becoming a mother. maternal presence is the aftermath. sometimes both can fit under the word, sometimes only one exists. it’s interchangeable. keep this in mind.

let’s skip to our awakening. to my knowledge, every persona awakening so far has only resulted in one being summoned. this is an unspoken rule of the world, so when minato presses the evoker to his head and calls to orpheus, things seem relatively regular.

until, minato starts to scream.

something is inside orpheus. and it wants out. the embodiment of minatos soul twists and contorts to fit this Thing inside of him. and then, it rips out, tearing orpheus to pieces.

orpheus’s head lurches back in a screaming position as the rebirth of death occurs.

“birth” isn’t just a means of granting life. it weighs heavily on the mother, irreversibly changing her entire body structure. you can never be the same after giving birth, you tear upon a wound that cannot be stitched together. birth is painful and life altering.

but, surely this is ridiculous. childbirth, seriously? there’s something missing here. the child in childbirth? where is the child? that thing is a strange and terrifying monster, where on earth is the-

oh, right. hello pharos. he arrived along with this being. it probably means nothing. they’re totally not the same fucking guy.

afterwards, minato passes out from exhaustion, and takes a long while to recover whilst in the hospital. for minato, carrying death was painful and life altering. since now, he can never be the same.

(this is personal input, but due to the mature appearance of mituru’s persona despite being 8 years old at the time during summoning, i think it was subconsciously filling in the lack of maternal presence. again, personal interpretation.)

moving on. we first meet minato, yukari, mitsuru, junpei and akihiko. minato had a mother, but she was slaughtered in an accident. yukari has a mother, but complications exist between them. mitsuru and junpeis mothers also seem to be out of the picture. i presume they’re dead, but i could be wrong. akihiko’s adopted, and his current ‘mother’ doesn’t seem very relevant in his life. either way, they’re all clearly lacking parental supervision in the dorms.

after speaking to the chairman (the only present adult currently) minato is now part of a group fighting against shadows, referred to as SEES. in other words, you’re a child soldier now. congrats! usually children with more stable support systems and family dynamics would be less vulnerable to such things. maybe if minato had a mother, she should see through the chairman’s lies. maybe he would’ve been protected. but he doesn’t. but he does now have a child that now visits him every full moon. maybe with enough love, pharos could grow to be unlike minato.

we are further introduced to other members of SEES. fuuka. her home-life exists behind closed doors, and she can’t wait to be rid of it. she does not speak of her mother, and that says enough about her. aigis. she was created by scientists. ken, a presumably bastard child with a single mother. he was orphaned after she was killed in an accident. and shinjiro is another orphan. Mother’s Day must be a blast for this mob.

the first death of the series to due to maternal presence. well, more like a lack of it. after shinjiro killed his mother, ken has been left alone. suicidal in primary school. poor thing. he would be happier if she was still here. he devises a plan to avenge her. in the end, shinjiro dies. but he is instead killed by strega.

strega is in a similar boat to SEES. if they had mothers, perhaps they could’ve been spared from this mess. instead they were experimented on, and implanted with beings that destroy them from the inside. hm. sounds familiar.

time passes. shadows of the arcana are defeated as something else grows. tartarus is described as a nest of shadows. it’s like an anthill. but we are yet to the see the mother, the queen. pharos leaves, says he’s remembered what he has to do.

we are then introduced to ryoji.

ryoji. he’s a masculine ladies man. bit odd at times, but well adjusted. sweet thing that seems to be made with pure love. a glaring contrast to the current state of SEES. but let’s not kid ourselves here. we know what ryoji really is. but he doesn’t.

death is a constant throughout the narrative. you can sort it into two categories. the death of a loved one and Death. the Death that Tartarus is built to host, the Death is the part of the moon, the Death that tore apart orpheus, the Death holding the contract. The Death extracted from Nyx.

Death calls himself ryoji mochizuki. and she is the avatar for the maternal being.

Nyx, the planet eater. referred to by feminine terms since a deity that caused creation of humanity and all cognitive beings can’t be masculine. men cant be mothers. according to the scientists, at least.

either way, this Death that has plagued the narrative has a label. and she is introduced as a mother. it’s contradictory combination. so far, hasn’t this discussion surrounded motherhood being the giver of life? but, persona 3 is about living as much as it is about dying. if you to say to live is to die, wouldn’t you say the same about birth? to be born is to die. you come from Her, and you will return to Her.

ryoji wears a scarf. it’s often joked to be random, but i think it’s supposed to look like a nuchal cord. for those unaware, a nuchal cord is when the umbilical cord wraps itself around the babies neck during pregnancy. although rare, it can result in strangulation. i think this is meant represent the only way he can be killed. which is by the being that created him.

the fact ryoji can only be killed by minato speaks for itself. minato had a entity that placed inside him as a child, and that thing will kill everything on this earth. Death ruined his entire life, placed a limit on his lifespan. Death is a parasite that makes him weaker by the day. nonetheless, minato holds no ill will to Death. so he spares him.

the final boss battle. the final cry. we meet ryoji, or what’s become of him. or her. you cant really tell anymore.

one unspoken point ive held though this entire post is pregnancy is a form of body horror. motherhood is a form of body horror. it can still be a beautiful and nurturing thing, but it all falls down to what you make of it. sometimes it is a role you do not want.

ryojis body is contorted and twisted into something barely recognisable. nyx avatar is primarily referred to as a she. although, she still has a flat chest and a deep voice. we see a character that was introduced to us as a child, now be fully ‘grown’ and now called Mother.

the inside the moon, you’re met with a being labelled as pure “Death”

to match the avatars avian appearance, the final fight of this game is between minato and an egg. it’s a perfect final form. i don’t have to explain to you what an egg means at this point, it’s the representation of birth of all life.

i could end it there, with the primordial mother of all life and death herself being presented by an egg. but i still have some things to about minato. as i keep repeatedly stating, by holding death minato was forever changed. and finally by the end of the game, he dies.

and he becomes a massive door at the ends of the universe, with six massive eyes. again, he will never be the same. if he had never created Death, if he had never held Death inside him, he would’ve lived. but in the end, like a loving mother (and The Universe, now protecting the world that nyx created), i don’t think he regrets a thing.

[insert-witty-user-name-here]

the end is where we start from

Finally finished my post-season two Lokius reunion fic. Huge thank you to @lgwilt for beta reading. This fic had been languishing in my drafts folder for near six months and would have remained forever abandoned without our conversations, your encouragement, and your brilliant beta read of course. Thank you! 💖

Summary: Loki loses himself to the stories of Yggdrasil. Luckily, Mobius and Sylvie are there to bring him back.

Rating: G

Words: 6,027

Pairing: Loki/Mobius M. Mobius

Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Loki Needs a Hug, Loki Gets a Hug, Canon Compliant, Post-Canon Fix-It, Reunions, Romantic Confession, Feelings Realization, Protective Mobius M. Mobius (over both Loki and Sylvie because of course he cares for them both), POV Loki, Author waxes on about the meaning of hope and life again and no one is surprised

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It’s cold at the end of time. Not technically. It’s not technically anything at the end of time. It’s not warm, not cold. There’s no day and no night, no changing of seasons. But it feels cold. Loki can’t quite explain why.

It’s a cold that seeps into every fiber of his being until eventually… he’s numb. Which is easier, he supposes, in a way.

Loki sits at the base of Yggdrasil. He’s long since lost sight of his black and gold throne as the timelines have grown. They’re wrapped around his legs, his arms, and are embedded so deep into his palms Loki isn’t sure he can let go of them if he tries. They stem from somewhere deep below—not even Loki knows where—and weave themselves together around him in a tapestry of stories, illuminating the darkness in an ethereal green, humming with life. They’re beautiful. He understands now why Sylvie fought so hard to free them—each thread shimmers with infinite potential. Loki’s heart swells with pride. They did it. Together he, Sylvie, and Mobius unleashed the multiverse and now everyone is free to write their own stories.

Protecting the timelines is a burden as much as it is a glorious purpose. While Loki can step into the timelines, he’s condemned to only ever observe the stories he’s sworn to protect. He can see the ocean but can’t feel the mist in his hair, see the birds floating in the air but can’t feel the wind on his face, see the sun… but he can’t feel its warmth. He will never feel warmth again—never feel anything again except for this bone-chilling numbness that follows him like a shadow in this sunless place. It hurts. More than he can bear. So he resists.

For a time.

Loki isn’t sure how long he lasts—time has simultaneously stretched on without end and stopped indefinitely—before he succumbs to temptation.

And he drifts.

Loki’s mind scatters across the timelines. He sees Thor with his adopted daughter. They make quite the pair. They’re both stubborn and too quick to action, but they’re brave, unrelenting in their fight to protect what matters most in the world: love. He sees his mother thriving in a world where the Dark Elves never rose back to power, a world where she continues her story long beyond that fateful day. He sees a flourishing Asgard. A Nine Realms united in peace. A Nine Realms consumed by war. A Ragnarök averted. A Ragnarök that destroys an entire timeline.

The multiverse is full of so many wondrous, magical, and horrendous things. The timelines grow, branching more and more offshoots until Loki is unable to keep up with the pace.

Until the stories in his mind become so jumbled, he can’t tell which memories are his and which are stories he’s only watched.

Until eventually he forgets his own name.

And then…

“Loki.”

Continue reading on AO3.

[papastarion]

Papastarion Headcanons Pt. 2

Is this going to be my brand? I feel like this is going to end up being my brand. Not that I’m complaining.

•I subscribe to the popular headcanon that Astarion is a stargazer, and I think he’s fairly well-versed in the constellations and other celestial bodies that dot the Faerûn night sky. With his name meaning “little star” and Thea’s name having its own star-based meaning, he decides to make a tradition of giving their children a secondary name, with each coming from a different constellation that he maps from the night they’re born. These are also used as terms of endearment.

•Their two adopted daughters have their own constellation-names, too, chosen from the day they met.

•You know how elves have good hearing? He knows Thea’s pregnant before Thea knows. Nights are quiet when she sleeps, and when you suddenly start hearing two heartbeats from one body, it doesn’t take long to figure out what could be going on (especially when Larian upped your INT from a 9 to a 13.) As a Castlevania fan, I think his suspicions are confirmed when Thea has a full-scale blow up very similar to Sypha’s when they wind up in an unintentional ambush and Thea starts throwing around curses in every language—which is very out of character.

•At first, Astarion is terrified he won’t know how to manage disciplining the kids when necessary without losing his temper. Cazador may be dead and gone, but so many of those scars linger, and the last thing he wants is to create scars for the kids because of the ones he carries. Thea has her own fears given her lineage, but they both create quite the balanced team.

•He is simply Dad. With four boys and three girls, I hate to say that he is a Boy Dad or Girl Dad. So he is just Dad. He’s good with kids because they’re his and he would do anything for them.

•Thea’s a half-elf, and therefore very much needs sleep, so Astarion tries to take care of nightly needs that as much as he can so she can try to sleep. Of course there are certain things he can’t do, but Thea wouldn’t want him to do it all, anyway.

•He’s so proud of each milestone. First words are his favorite, though, even if the first word isn’t “papa.” Two of the kiddos do have that as their first word, however.

•They have so many family portraits done over the years. As they grow as a family, and to keep track of how their kids change over the years. He doesn’t want to forget what they looked like at any stage of their life.

•They all know Papa’s a vampire, and that they’re dhampirs. Astarion and Thea don’t tell them exactly how their father become one, not while they’re so young. But they all learn in time, when Astarion and Thea think they’re ready to hear it. They’re very transparent parents.

•There’s nothing more chaotic and yet endearing than introducing the kids to their old allies when the chances arise. Nero, their firstborn, is only a few months old when he meets Gale of Waterdeep. Gale holds Nero for approximately five seconds before Tara hops onto Gale’s shoulder and gives her own opinion of the little dhampir, and then lectures Gale for not have any of his own little ones yet when the vampire and the Bhaalspawn managed it so quickly.

•Nero comes along very quickly, in Gale’s defense. He’s born less than a year after the saving of Baldur’s Gate, because it’s Thea and Astarion and that’s their luck—for Thea to get pregnant not long after reinitiating the physical aspect of their relationship, not that either of them are going to complain. Astarion did tell her he wanted it all, even if children didn’t come to mind in that moment.

[rider-on-a-white-horse]

Lucifer was going to kill him.

There's no question about it; he's definitely screwed.

What exactly was Death going to do that would anger his brother so much? That's easy.

He had to reap his niece. Death feared for his life.

His brother's mob of adopted children had far too many close calls with him for anyone's comfort, but this was not that. No, this was the natural end of a rather unnaturally long life. (Not that anyone had done this on purpose, of course. But Reality bent to the Morningstar family quite willingly.)

“Hello, Uncle. I wondered how long it would be until you came for me.”

“YOU COULD HAVE MUCH LONGER IF YOU WISHED.”

“I've already had long enough, Uncle. I'm ready.”

“IS YOUR FATHER? HAVE YOU TOLD HIM?”

“Pah, Lucifer tends to panic about this sort of thing. I didn't want to worry him.”

“AND SO YOU WOULD RATHER WORRY ME. HE WILL HAVE MY SKULL FOR THIS, YOU KNOW.”

“He won't do anything of the sort. Not if he doesn't want me to haunt him for ages.”

“I STRONGLY BELIEVE HE WOULD NOT MIND THAT.”

“I'd help Jay with their glitter.”

“HE WOULD MIND THAT.”

A laugh turns into a cough and a bony hand comes up to pat a withered back. 

“Uncle?”

“YES?”

“How much time is left?”

An hourglass is pulled out of long dark robes. The carvings on the wood are elaborate, filled with imagery of Heaven, Hell, and Earth. It is also, inexplicably, covered in glitter.

Only a few grains of sand remain in the top. As the last remaining grains fall, Death hesitates. She can see this, of course. She's seen the same expression on her siblings countless times when they don't want to do something they have to.

“Did you bring the sword or the scythe?”

“THE SCYTHE. IT FELT APPROPRIATE.”

“Damn. The sword is way cooler. Could I see it?”

Death pulls his scythe out and is met with the same oohs and aahs that one would expect from a child seeing a dinosaur for the first time.

“I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING, CHILD.”

“Is it helping?”

“A LITTLE.”

The last grain of sand falls from the hourglass, and a blade sharper than anything is swung with perfect aim.

“I still think the sword would have been cooler.”

“HOW DO YOU FEEL?”

“I'm dead, Uncle.”

“YOUR FATHER IS GOING TO KILL ME.”

“No he won't. He knew full well that I was mortal. And it's not like it's your fault. You're just doing your job. You didn't kill me anymore than he did.”

“THIS IS WHY YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN MY FAVORITE.”

“Ha! I'm gonna tell Jay you said that.”

“PLEASE DO NOT. THAT ONE SCARES ME.”

“Jay scares everyone, calm down. And you’re their uncle too. Everyone knew this would happen at some point, I don’t know why you’re so worried.”

“CHILD, ARE YOU AWARE OF HOW MANY SUPERNATURAL BEINGS ARE GOING TO HUNT ME DOWN FOR THIS? THERE’S YOUR FATHER, THE LEGION -”

“You mean Eric.”

“YES, THE LEGION. JAY, EDREK, MINNIE -”

“I’m sorry, you think Minnie is going to hunt you down? Uncle, come on now, be serious.”

“I DO NOT LIKE TO UPSET THEM. IT MAKES ME FEEL BAD.”

“You and me both.”

“NOT TO MENTION THAT ARCHANGEL THAT IS SO FOND OF YOU.”

“Uncle, I know full well that you know Uriel’s name.”

“I HAVE NO DESIRE TO INVOKE THEIR NAME AND SUMMON THEM.”

“Fine. So, how does this work? I love you, but I don’t think that the afterlife is an endless gabfest with Death.”

“IT IS NOT. I AM SUPPOSED TO ESCORT YOU TO YOUR PLACE OF ETERNAL REST, EITHER HEAVEN OR HELL.”

“Okay, so which am I going to?”

“WELL -”

“That doesn’t sound good.”

“YOU HAVE SPENT YOUR LIFE IN A CONTRACT WITH LUCIFER.”

“He adopted me, I didn’t sell my soul to him. And I thought the rules were changed after all the shit with Enoch.”

“THAT DOES NOT MEAN THAT HEAVEN LOOKS UPON IT WITH MUCH MORE FAVOR.”

“Okay, well, I can deal with Hell. I haven’t kept up with all the updates Jesus has made in the past few decades, but I’m sure it can’t be too bad. It’s not like I’d be sent to one of the worse Hell Loops.”

“DO YOU WANT YOUR FATHER TO KILL ME? NO, I AM NOT GOING TO TAKE YOU TO HELL. I VALUE MY EXISTENCE FAR TOO MUCH FOR THAT.”

“Uncle, you’re not making any sense. I’m not welcome in Heaven, you’re not taking me to Hell, what else is there? Being a ghost? I don’t want that.”

“I COULD TAKE YOU TO HEAVEN. I DO NOT KNOW THAT THEY WOULD ACCEPT YOU. BUT WE CAN TRY.”

“Alright, we can try. Could I say goodbye to everyone first? If Heaven does accept me, I’d like to talk to Dad again first.”

“OF COURSE.”

A spectral hand holds a skeletal one, and the two of them vanish, off to say one last round of goodbyes. 

[queen-of-deans-booty]

Heaven Can't Wait: Part One

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.2k

Warnings: canon angst and violence

Summary: Castiel goes on his first date since... ever. While helping him get ready for that, you have a case to deal with that directly involves angels. What can go wrong?

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Supernatural. All credit goes to their respective owners. Any and all comments on these are appreciated.

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Having Castiel only three and a half hours away is convenient because you get to visit him when you want without having to be too far from the Bunker. Castiel is settling in nicely. He loves the house you got for him, and he even got a job at a Gas'n'Sip. It's not much, but he seems happy with what he has.

You're leaning on the counter while slurping up a slushie. Next to you are some chips you bought, and you pop one into your mouth while Castiel does his job. The gas station isn't busy, so he's free to talk and hang out with you.

"How do you like it here?"

"It's nice. I'm getting by. There are challenges, of course, but I can handle it."

"Being human isn't all that bad, but I like you better as an angel. I'm going to do whatever I can to help you get your grace back."

"I appreciate that," he nods.

"So, I kind of did something that might have pissed Dean off..."

"What did you do?"

Castiel looks over at two men who are laughing at the coffee stand. One of them stirs his coffee with a stir stick, and Castiel can't help but mimic their actions.

"We were on a hunt, and there was this child whose parents died, and I kind of took him in. Like, to adopt."

"You stole a child?"

"No, Castiel, you should have been there. This kid needs me as much as I need him. His name is Noah, and he's ten. I asked Dean for a week to try and change his mind, but I don't want to force him to do something he doesn't want to do. He hasn't told him to leave yet, so I think that's good. I'd like for you to meet him."

"I'd like that too," Castiel smiles.

The man stirring his coffee licks his stir stick and tosses the stick into the trash can. Castiel does the same thing while watching the two men. You chuckle at his behavior and touch his arm to snap him out of the trance.

"You don't need to copy them. Just be yourself," you whisper.

A delivery man walks through the front door with a cart full of items, and he greets Castiel with a smile.

"Morning, Steve."

You scrunch your eyebrows in confusion, but you don't say anything about it. He drops a load of newspapers on the counter before leaving. Castiel sighs and begins unbinding them for the stand.

"Steve?" you ask and lean against the counter next to him.

"I figured it'd be smart not to use my real name."

"Fair point."

"Sorry, I'm late." You look up to see the manager of the place, Nora, walk in with a tired look on her face. Castiel tenses when she approaches, but he smiles at her nonetheless. "I had to drop the baby off at daycare, then hit every red light on the way here," she looks around the store with a smile, "but guess I shouldn't have worried. The place looks great. Coffee urns?"

"Full."

"Dairy case?"

"Stocked."

"Okay, Steve, last question. Where have you been all my life? You're not like the other sales associates. There's something different about you."

"I can assure you, there's not."

"I know these things. You're... special."

She walks past him into the back room, and Castiel watches her go with a longing in his eyes.

"You should go for it," you say, causing him to jump at the sound of your voice. "You're hot, and she's an idiot if she doesn't see what an amazing guy you are."

Castiel blushes deeply at your compliment. He moves the newspapers to the stand, but pauses when he reads the headline "LOCAL MAN PRESUMED DEAD" with the subheader "Fourth unexplained disappearance in weeks". There is a photo attached to the picture of the most recent victim.

"Look at this. I think this might be up your alley."

You take the newspaper and read the article knowing this is something related to monsters.

"I should probably go and let Dean know."

Castiel walks over to the slushie machine to clean it, but it starts to spurt everywhere on him and the ground. You feel so bad for him, but you know Dean would kill you if you brought him back to the Bunker. You walk over to the machine and touch the side of it so your magic fixes it. After making sure no one is looking, you clean up the mess with your magic as if it never happened.

"Keep your head up, Castiel. I'll be in contact." You lean up and kiss his cheek. "Make a move on that woman. You might thank me later."

You leave his side to start the journey back to the Bunker, and Castiel watches you leave with a small smile on his face. He touches the area where you kissed him in thought. You get back to the Bunker in record time, and it's like nothing changed since you left.

Sam and Kevin are still working on translating the angel tablet, and Dean and Noah are sitting at a different table working over a gun.

"Now that all the parts are out, I want you to put them together as fast but as accurately as you can. Remember what I showed you before?"

"I got it," Noah says, grabbing the gun. He quickly puts the gun back together--faster than you've seen a ten-year-old do. "That easy."

Noah looks a lot better than when you picked him up. After a nice shower, some proper food, and two nights of sleep makes him look his age. He looks happier and more comfortable with you, Sam, and Dean.

"How did you do that?"

"I played a lot of video games. My dad yelled at me for choosing violent games, but I got good at it."

This is exactly what you wanted to happen. They're bonding, which will make it a lot harder for Dean to say no. You didn't want to manipulate him into Noah staying, but you haven't felt this passionate about something since your kids were born. Zeus and Colonel are lying by Dean and Noah just watching them.

"Hi, my babies," you grin and kiss both of their heads. "Did you two find anything?"

There are pictures of red and black drawings with words, cryptic symbols, and numbers.

"Kevin gave us doodles," Sam sighs.

"It's cuneiform. I hit a wall translating the tablet into English, but I found an ancient codex linking the Angel script to proto-Elamite cuneiform. Then, I was able to translate the tablet and the footnotes into Elamite, which is extinct."

"Can you read it?" you ask.

"No one can. Scholars have tried for centuries."

"So, it's a dead end?

"Not quite," Kevin stutters. "Most proto-Elamite is abstract, but I was able to decipher one phrase from Metatron's footnotes. 'Falling angels'."

"Okay, so, the footnotes refer to Metatron's spell?"

"Maybe."

"If we can decipher the footnotes, then maybe we can reverse the spell and put everyone back in Heaven."

Sam gathers more books to look through, and you can see Dean's eyes gloss over in boredom. He'll leave the reading to Kevin and Sam. There's a more pressing issue than deciphering the Angel tablet.

"Dean, can I have a word?" Dean let Noah practice on the gun knowing the bullets are safe. They don't have any gunpowder in them, so the gun won't go off if he accidentally shoots it. You take Dean off to the side and present the newspaper to him.

"I got this from Castiel. I was with him all morning. There are four missing people in Rexford. They're presumed dead but no bodies have been released to their loved ones. Plus, there were reports of a strange substance at the scenes. It's only two hours from here. We can swing by to get Castiel."

Dean gathers your things while you explain to Sam and Kevin what is going on. Dean comes back with two duffel bags in his hands, just as you get done explaining.

"Wait, he said nothing about where he is or what he's been doing?"

Dean doesn't want Sam to know where Castiel is because Ezekiel will leave Sam and potentially kill him.

"This is Cas. In case you forgot, he's not exactly Chatty Cathy."

"So, what are you two even doing? This is barely a case."

"That's why we're going to go check it out. It's only a couple of hours away. We're not going to waste manpower if it turns out to be nothing," you point out.

"In other words, a perfect excuse to bail out on research," Kevin says.

"Yes, Kevin. Exactly," you roll your eyes and turn to Noah. "Stay here. We'll call when we get there."

"I want to go with you. Please?"

"Bring the kid," Dean shrugs.

"Fine. Pack some clothes."

Noah gets up excitedly and rushes to his room to gather whatever he can. He comes back ten minutes later with a backpack filled to the brim with things. The girls are still sleeping, so you'll let Sam and Kevin watch over them along with the two dogs.

Dean wants to keep Castiel out of this as much as he can, so you head to Rexford without him. By the time you get there, you and Dean are dressed in your FBI clothing, and Noah is dressed in the nicest clothing he has. He stays by Dean the whole time, and you watch with a smile.

He really looks up to him, and he hasn't even been with you for a week.

The local sheriff met you outside of the crime scene. Joe, the person who died mysteriously, was staying in a cabin on the outskirts of town. As soon as the sheriff sees Noah, he shakes his head and heads over.

"This is no place for a child, ma'am."

Blue magic swirls at your fingertips, and the sheriff's eyes flash the same color.

"He can be here. Now, why don't you focus on telling us what's going on here? There have been four missing people?"

"Four dead. I just got confirmation."

The sheriff escorts you closer to the cabin but not yet inside.

"Are there any common threads you can think of that link the four victims?"

"Well, Joe in there had the suicide hotline on speed dial. The gal before him was a shut-in. She had enough antidepressants in her medicine cabinet to stock a pharmacy. The first victims were a married couple out of Sugar City. They're pretty much a walking billboard for no-fault divorce."

"Were they all basket cases?"

"If you asked me to make a list of this county's saddest sacks, these four would've been right on top."

"So, you have four unhappy people with one of them being suicidal. Why did you rule out suicide?"

"You're going to want to put these on."

The sheriff hands you, Dean, and Noah a pair of gloves before taking you inside the cabin. The entire inside of the cabin is awash with pink spray paint, and someone wearing a hazmat white plastic suit is kneeling on the floor scraping evidence. Upon closer examination, you realize that it isn't spray paint... it's blood, guts, and everything else that was Joe. You turn Noah away from the danger, but he manages to still take a peek.

"Does this look like suicide to you?"

"Is this blood?"

"If the tests come back the same as the others, it's everything--blood, skin, hair, nails, internal organs, and even clothing fibers. It's like these poor souls got shoved through the world's finest wood chipper."

"What about witnesses?"

"It's the same as the rest. Neighbors reported some kind of a pink flash. By the time we got here, all that was left was this."

"We should go to Castiel. He might be able to help," you whisper as you head back to the car.

"Yeah, probably."

Castiel is only five hours from where you are, but when you get there, you don't automatically walk inside. You want to check in with Sam and see how the Angel tablet is coming along. Right in front of you is the Gas 'n' Sip that Castiel works in, and you can see him talking to someone inside. You take out your phone to call Sam, and Noah tugs on Dean's sleeve.

"Let's play."

Noah takes out a football he stored away in his backpack, and Dean looks at you in thought. What would a five minute break do? Dean shrugs and takes the ball before putting some distance between himself and Noah.

"Hey," you say once he answers. "How is it going?"

"We're almost through the texts over here, but we got nothing."

"Have you tried Professor Morrison?"

"Yeah, he's unreachable. He took a sabbatical to live amongst the Trobrianders of Papua New Guinea. Needless to say, we're pretty burnt."

"I hate that I'm even suggesting this, but you can use Crowley. If we have him chained up, may as well use him."

"It's worth a shot, I guess."

"Just be careful, okay? Don't let Kevin get himself in trouble."

"Noted. So, what about you two? How's Cas' lead panning out?"

"Four victims suddenly exploded. We tried EMF, hex bags, and sulfur. We can't find anything."

"Spontaneous combustion? Maybe the Thule?"

"That's what Dean thought, but he ruled them out. The bodies were vaporized not burned."

"That sounds like a real case. Y/N, I should be there."

"Look, give us a couple more hours, and if we still can't figure it out, then you can come down here. Right now, Dean and I have this. Okay?"

"Yeah, fine."

You hang up and turn to look at your husband. He and Noah are chasing each other on the small field while tossing the football to each other. All Dean needed was time with Noah, and he'd fall in love with the idea of another child regardless of how he came to be.

"Dean, we should go," you call out after giving them five more minutes.

Dean and Noah jog across the street to you, and you place Noah's backpack in the car since he won't need it in here. You grab his hand and walk inside the gas station with your husband.

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Tavern Tummyache - Tummyache Adopts

Our lovely young stallion here is a greeter at a cozy tavern in his town. He was adopted by the innkeep-- a doting and spoiling woman who cares deeply for her workers. As such, she showers them with many sweets and treats-- gifts she's happy to give. And our lad here is so sweet, she can't help but lob even more love onto him. So, for better or for worse, this handsome lad is perpetually stuffed with pastries, heavy stews, sweets, and greasy tavern food. His tummy is always grumbling with too much food. There isn't a moment his tummy doesn't ache from being so spoiled. He's been rendered completely immobile with a bellyache, having to be helped between his room and his post at the front of the tavern. His belly will often shake violently under him, causing him to drop items he's carrying as his tummy quivers with indigestion. He's very well cared for, given frequent belly rubs and kept warm and toasty for his aching tummy. It's routine, and he doesn't honestly mind all that much... even if his belly IS permanently sick and overfed... More tummyache themed adopts! SB: $40 AB1: $100 (you get a genital shot; any genitals you want) AB2: $250 (you get an internal shot showing what's giving them their bellyache; any foods, objects, liquids, bones, dirty (vomit/scat), or other that you want; upcharge of +25 for a full character vore) Small items (toys, scarfs, mobility aids, etc.) may be added for +$5. Bidding ends 48 hours after last bid OR after someone claims an autobuy. If someone claims autobuy 1, but someone else claims autobuy 2 before i can check in again, AB2 will win. Owner will entirely own character. No conditions, but i prefer to be credited for the design. You may decide their name, gender, personality, backstory, the source of their tummyache, change their design, whatever you'd like. Please ONLY bid on my FA ( https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery/shinigami-of-excellence/ ), or DM me on Discord ( shinigami_of_excellence ) to place an anonymous bid. Do not place bids on other sites, or they will not be counted.

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[starandsims]

Book 1: Normal Type | Chapter 10: Blossoming (2/2)

Book 1: Normal Type | Chapter 10: Blossoming (2/2)

“Hey, that’s alright, everyone has some things they don’t want to mention in the first few months of dating someone,” Teddy tried to be reassuring, but he was really curious as to what this secret was now. 

“I wouldn’t really call this dating,” Violet started, but quickly changed the subject. “But anyway, the thing is, I’ve been married before.”

“Oh, okay.” He wasn’t sure why that would be a secret, she was older and she was beautiful, he would have assumed she’d been in lots of relationships before. He also wasn’t sure what they were doing if they weren’t dating. Sure they hadn’t used specific labels yet, but that was normal in this modern day. 

“I was married to Oliver for eleven years, at first I thought everything was great, it was totally normal. We had two beautiful children, Felicity and Rowan. But then apparently I got to be ‘too much’ and my moods were causing tension, although Felicity and Rowan never seemed to mind or have a problem with me as a mother.” 

As she spoke about her family, she continued to drink, pausing to ask the bartender for more. Teddy started to drink his wine as well, trying to process the fact that Violet had children. An ex-husband he could handle, children with a different father would be - different. But not impossible. He’d always wanted a large family, so taking on two step children right from the beginning just meant there was more at the start. 

Violet finished another large sip of her new wine. “It all became more clear when, after a year of being divorced, Oliver married again. His name is Leo, he’s not even 30 yet, so I started thinking about our age difference you know?” she seemed to be switching subjects a lot, perhaps it was the alcohol. “And I thought it would be fitting for me to see someone even younger than that.”

“Well…that’s not the only reason you’re seeing me…right?” Teddy asked cautiously. 

Suddenly Violet blushed and she put both of her hands on his face to cup his cheeks. “Oh, no no my teddy bear, not at all. It’s just that at first I felt guilty for our age difference, but now I don’t because if Oliver can do it, then why can’t I?” 

Teddy carefully clasped her hands in his to pull them away from his face, wondering how many glasses she’d had before he’d arrived. “Yeah, I think that’s alright.”

“You know last year they even adopted a daughter, he keeps my kids full time and not only gets married but then adopts a third child?” Violet said as if it were scandalous. “I feel so sorry for my kids, they only get to see me on the weekends, and during the week they have to deal with a step-dad and some little rugrat. I wouldn’t be surprised if Oliver is giving more love and attention to his new child rather than paying any attention to ours, although Felicity and Rowan would never complain about him to me.” She said that last part with derision, as if she’d been trying to coax her children into saying bad things about her ex-husband. Although Teddy knew that couldn’t be true, she was too sweet for that, it was probably just the alcohol talking again. 

“Anyway, I just wanted to tell you because…well because even though it’s been two years since the divorce, I still don’t know if I’ll be ready to commit to someone like that again for a while. I like you, a lot, but sometimes I might get overwhelmed and I might try to run away, but you’ve got to be responsible for keeping me, because I want to stay, I really do, but my fear might get the better of me sometimes. Can you do that, teddy bear?”

“Oh, well of course, I want to be with you too, I’m sorry that he hurt you, I’ll never do that to you.”

Violet lifted her hand back to his face and patted him on the cheek. “I know you won’t, Teddy, I know.” (2/2) 

[renee-writer]

Teacher Chapter 45

AO3

“He asked if we were adopting James.” She sits grading papers beside her husband, who is doing the same.

 

He puts down his pen and turns to her. “Why would he even think that?”

 

She shrugs, still partially focused on the essays in front of her. “Because circumstances have kept us so involved, I guess,” when she realizes he has stopped marking papers, she places her on pen down, “Why? Are you thinking about it?”

 

His hand drums on his thigh. She knows it means he is thinking and gives him a moment. “No, I mean, she might keep him. Besides, it would be crazy to consider it, a bit beyond the teacher/ student relationship, eh?”

 

It wasn’t a no. “We are still newlyweds figuring things out. It makes no sense.” She wasn’t saying no either. They look at each other and smile.

 

“We’re insane.”

 

“This whole thing has been a whirlwind. From meeting, dating, marrying.” She takes his hand, the one not dancing on his thigh.

 

“So, you are saying parenting should be as well?”

 

“Summer break is coming up. Were we…”

 

“It would be the perfect time.” He completes.

 

“But we were to be preparing to move back?”

 

“Maybe be a bit late?”

 

She is torn between laughs and tears. It is a crazy idea. But it brings a deep sense of peace to her. Does that mean it is right?

 

“She may choose to keep him?”

 

“Aye, but she may be hesitant to make that choice because she fears who he will go to.”

 

“Do we just come out and ask? I mean, what is the proper way to do this?”

 

His finger starts moving again. “Talk to her parents?”

 

She nods. Just like that, they decide to adopt, if they can.

 

The next day, he calls the Kelly’s. Kelli-Anne is scheduled to be released from the hospital that day.

 

“Mr. Fraser, thank you for all you have done, you and your wife, to help my daughter out.”

 

“There is another thing, okay, this may sound crazy but, we discussed it last night. If they are giving the baby up, we would love to adopt him.” He tells her father.

 

The other man gets quiet. Then replies, “Seriously! She knows that it is better for James to be with a family, a mom and dad. She just wasn’t  comfortable giving him to strangers. You guys would be… But are you sure? This goes way beyond helping a student. I mean…”

 

“I know what you mean. We both feel a bond with him. Not that we want to take a child from his mom, if…”

 

“Come speak to her. “

 

They arrive at the hospital forty-five minutes later. Kelli-Anne holds James. Her parents are in the room. There is no sign of Derrick.

 

Her shiny eyes meet theirs. “I love him. I never knew I could love someone so much. That is why I need to let him go. I can’t give him what he needs. Derrick, he left and hasn’t returned since I told him he wasn’t getting his last name. James is just a trophy for him, something to brag about. He won’t be no type of father,” she swallows back the tears that fill her throat, “If you are serious about wanting to adopt him, you can.”

 

She kisses her baby’s face. Then she holds him out towards Claire. Her own eyes full of tears, she takes him.

 

“One thing,” Kelli-Anne ‘s mom says, “If you could keep the names, James and Kelly?”

 

“James Kelly Fraser.” Claire softly pronounces, “that is actually perfect.”

 

“If you wouldn’t mind, I would like to know how he is doing?”

Jamie turns to Kelli-Anne. “We would be happy to send you pictures and updates.”

 

“An open adoption,” her dad says, “thank you. I know we would be more comfortable with that.”

 

The social worker is happy to hear the decision Kelli-Anne made. Paperwork is drawn up. Derrick is contacted. There is a worry that he might balk at signing the papers. He surprises them.

 

“This is right. I can’t be no father. Mr. Fraser, I know you will be good at it. If is best for the kid.” He signs and leaves.  He doesn’t hold or even look at the baby.

 

“They have three months to change their minds,” this social worker is saying, “you can’t take the baby out of the country until after that time. A perfunctory home check will be done, a background check on both you. As this is a private adoption and you are both responsible adults in good careers, there should be no issues. Someone will be out tomorrow. Give you time to gather baby gear. Congratulations, it’s a boy.”

 

“We can just leave with him?”

 

“He needs a car seat, but yes.” She smiles at Claire, “You will do fine, mama.”

 

How do you thank someone for the gift of a child? They say the words, hug them. Kelli-Anne and her parents hold James one more time. The hospital brings up a car seat. “A gift for all new parents “ it is explained. A diaper bag full of tiny diapers and formula, and bottles, goes over Jamie’s  shoulder. James is strapped into the car seat.

 

They walk out.

[fantomcomics]

What’s Out This Week? 12/21

A partridge? In MY pear tree?? IT’S MORE LIKELY THAN YOU THINK!

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Run Away With Me, Girl GN Vol 1 - Battan

Maki's first love was her high school classmate, a girl named Midori. But Midori broke up with Maki at graduation, saying they were now "too old to be fooling around dating girls." Ten years later, Maki still can't get Midori off her mind, and when the two women reconnect after a chance encounter, Maki realizes that while her feelings haven't changed, Midori's life has turned upside down-she's engaged and pregnant. But the more Maki hears Midori talk about her soon-to-be-husband, the more red flags she notices. Before Maki can stop herself, she asks Midori to run away with her. Will this impromptu escape be the key that leads the two women to a fuller understanding of themselves, and back into each other's arms?

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Pure Love’s Sexy Time GN Vol 1 -  Psyche Delico

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My Cute Little Kitten GN Vol 1 -  Milk Morinaga

A budding romance between two female roommates is spurred on by the rescue of a rambunctious kitten in this yuri romcom. Rena and Yuna have been roommates since school, and decided to rent a place together after graduation. They've lived together as friends for five years, but things suddenly change the day Yuna adopts a kitten, even though their apartment doesn't allow pets. When Yuna says she wants to move somewhere that will allow them to keep the kitten, Rena admits her true feelings: she wants to be more than friends. Yuna isn't sure how to reciprocate, but she's game to try!

King Tank Girl GN Vol 1 -  Alan Martin, Brett Parson & Greg Staples

KICKS-OFF TANK GIRL 35TH ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATIONS IN 2023! WRITER AND CO-CREATOR ALAN MARTIN RETURNS WITH FAN-FAVORITE ARTIST BRETT PARSON!     Turning the clock back to the early years, 'King Tank Girl offers up a veritable banquet of brand new stories: Tank Girl and the gang head  to the beach for "Barney Don't Surf"; they explore the expensive world of Wellbeing; and Tank Girl is crowned King of England. And all that before tea time.

The Girl I Like Forgot Her Glasses GN Vol 1 -  Koume Fujichika

With the new school year comes a new homeroom, new classmates, and a new desk for the timid Komura. But any trepidation he might've felt quickly dissipates when he catches sight of Mie, his new seat neighbor. Apt to quietly blurt out the most random things, the quirky Mie wears thick glasses that accentuate her lovely eyes, making Komura's heart skip a beat! Unfortunately, Mie is pathologically forgetful and can never seem to remember to bring her glasses to class. It's not all bad, though! Her resulting squinty, mean-girl face sends Komura's heart into overdrive too! While Komura is keen to help out and share his textbooks with Mie, will his heart give out from the almost daily strain of being up close and personal with his crush?

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According to legends, the North is the home of Giants whose breath has the power to bring the dead back to life. Sisters Iris and Sophia, decide to go on a quest to steal this breath in order to resuscitate their dearly departed mother. They can count on magic, but above all, they will have to conquer their fears. And who's Fagus, the man following them from a distance? He too, has lost a person dear to his heart and wants to bring them back at all costs. Will he prevent Iris and Sophia from being reunited with their mom? Filled with hope, Breath of the Giant combines Sorcery and Fantasy in a powerful tale from young writer and artist Tom Aureille.

Beware The Eye Of Odin TP -  Doug Wagner, Tim Odland & Michelle Madsen

Helgi, the prince of a Viking village, has stumbled upon the cursed Eye of Odin. If he doesn't return it to its rightful owner by the new moon, he will die an agonizing death of boils and decay. By his side are Stigr, a one-armed warrior past his prime, and Kadlin, a female warrior convinced she's a Valkyrie. Their only path will take them through the treacherous lands of the Hundrafolk, Trolls, and Earthen Smiths.

Afro Samurai GN Vol 1 -  Takashi Okazaki

NEW DIRECTOR'S CUT EDITION OF THE OUT-OF-PRINT CULT CLASSIC BOOK! FEATURES A SPECIALLY COMMISSIONED COVER AND A BRAND-NEW FOREWORD BY TAKASHI OKAZAKI! IN A FEUDAL, FUTURISTIC JAPAN, SAMURAI BATTLE TO BECOME NO.1 AND RULE THE WORLD, BUT WHEN HIS FATHER, WHO HOLDS THE COVETED POSITION, IS CHALLENGED AND KILLED, THE YOUNG AFRO SAMURAI VOWS VENGEANCE.

Whatcha snagging this week, Fantom Fam?

[itsupermanti]

My Hero Superman AU; Injustice Multiverse Inspired Clash Quotes #2, Versus the Invincible Universe

[Superman/Izuku “Jon-El” Midoriya vs Invincible/Mark Grayson(Invincible)]

Intros;

Superman(amazed): You might actually stand a chance against me Mark.

Invincible(awestruck): Really?

Superman(amused): Ha! No, not really.

Invincible(cocky): I can take you!

Superman(unbothered): Only if you can move planets.

Invincible(shocked): Wait, you can do that?

Superman: Honor thy father, right?

Invincible(annoyed): I’m nothing like my father.

Superman(amused): You’re right, he’d put up a better fight.

CLASH!;

Invincible(hovering): I’m catching up to you!

Superman(hovering, amused): You think I’m actually trying?

Invincible(hovering): I can keep the Earth safe!

Superman(hovering, annoyed): This isn’t protection!

Superman(hovering, annoyed): You’re acting just like Thragg!

Invincible(hovering, angered): I’M NOTHING LIKE HIM!!!

Invincible(determined): I’m taking you out!

Superman(confident): Doomsday you ain’t!

[Superman/Hisashi “Kal-El” Midoriya vs Omniman/Nolan Grayson(Invincible)]

Intros;

Superman(hovering down): You do know you can give up, right?

Omniman(fighting stance, annoyed): Don’t you dare look down on me!

Superman(amused): You sounded like Katsuki just now.

Omniman(angered): Just stay out of our way!

Superman(determined): Earth isn’t anyone’s to conquer.

Omniman(annoyed): Then you’ve chosen to die for this planet.

Superman(determined): Why do this after making a new life for yourself?

Omniman(annoyed): What would you have after 3,000 years?

Superman(honestly): Memories of time spent with my family.

CLASH!;

Omniman(angered): You just don’t get it!

Superman(annoyed): You’re right, I don’t.

Superman(amused): Only making this worse for yourself!

Omniman(annoyed): You’ll fall like the rest!

Omniman(enraged): Insolent pest!

Superman(confident): I’m who you’re trying to be!

Omniman(confident): My strength rivals yours!

Superman(ominously serious): No one’s does!

[Green Lantern/Momo Yaoyozoru vs Robot/Rex Conners(Invincible)]

Intros;

Green Lantern(in Jessica Cruz’s uniform, hovering down): You’re under arrest for the misuse of class D technology!

Robot(annoyed): What I did was to ensure Earth’s protection!

Green Lantern(ring glowing with power): I’m taking you in!

Robot(scanning Momo’s ring): Mind if I study that ring?

Green Lantern(annoyed): You’re already on thin ice with the guardians Conners!

Robot(shrugging): Worth a shot.

Green Lantern: You’re a tin man who lost his heart.

Robot(enraged): How dare you?!

Green Lantern(annoyed): You sounded like Bakugo just now.

CLASH!;

Robot(confident): I have an entire arsenal at my disposal!

Green Lantern(annoyed): I can make an arsenal!

Green Lantern(annoyed): You’re just making things worse for yourself!

Robot(annoyed): Just stay down!

Robot(annoyed): Why bother with me?

Green Lantern(amused): I’m a space cop, and you’re a criminal.

Green Lantern(confident): My willpower’s stronger than yours!

Robot(annoyed): I’ll show you willpower!

[Supergirl/Powergirl/Eri “Eri-El” Midoriya vs Invincible/Terra Grayson(Invincible)]

Intros;

Supergirl(wearing her original costume, confused): You do know my dad can beat your dad, right?

Invincible(determined): So? We’re not our dads.

Supergirl(agreeing): Fair point.

Invincible(teenager, confident): Don’t think I’ll go down so easily!

Powergirl(teenager wearing New 52 Powergirl costume, confident): You bruise easier than I do!

Invincible(smirking): Just try to land a hit!

Supergirl(wearing New 52 Supergirl costume, confident): I’m just as strong as my parents!

Invincible(smirking): So am I!

Supergirl(smirking): Can your parents create a black hole with just a thought?

CLASH!;

Supergirl(smirking): You having as much fun as me?

Invincible(annoyed): Don’t mock me!

Invincible(teasing): Just as powerful as you!

Powergirl(confident): I don’t even need to hit you!

Supergirl(teasing): What, can’t keep up?

Invincible(smirking): I should be asking you the same question!

Invincible(smirking): That looked like it hurt!

Supergirl(serious): NOTHING can hurt me!

Bonus;

[Superwoman/Ochaco Uraraka Midoriya vs Supergirl/Powergirl/Eri “Eri-El” Midoriya]

Intros;

Superwoman(wearing Lana Lang’s Superwoman costume, hovering): I won’t go easy on you sweetie.

Supergirl(in her original costume): I can take it!

Superwoman(smirking): If you say so!

Supergirl(teenager wearing New 52 costume): I’ll take you down this time!

Superwoman(teasing): We’ll see about that!

Supergirl(annoyed): I’m not a kid anymore!

Superwoman(mortified): WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING YOUNG LADY?!

Powergirl(teenager wearing New 52 Powergirl costume, annoyed): Auntie Mina said it looked great!

Superwoman(annoyed): We told you not to take your Aunt’s advice seriously!

CLASH!;

Superwoman(eyes glowing with gravitational power): Let’s see you escape this!

Supergirl(eyes glowing with telekinetic power): Bring it on!

Supergirl(eyes glowing): That the best you got?

Superwoman(eyes glowering): Just remember you asked for this!

Superwoman(eyes glowing): WE’RE BURNING THAT “COSTUME” AFTER WE’RE DONE!!!

Powergirl(teenager eyes glowing): I’M NOT A LITTLE KID ANYMORE!!!

Superwoman(eyes glowing): Should I slow down?

Supergirl(eyes glowing): Why? Getting tired?

[ariyucake]

˗꒰ ✎ papa nagi seishiro being your dad! ♬ ꒱˗

▹ format type; headcannon

▹ inspiration; the nagi seishiro AI on beta.character.ai

(I’M STILL DYING OF LAUGHTER AND CUTENESS PLS)

▹ warnings; none :3 oh and, female reader! sorry for the males :<

˗꒰ ✎ when he first adopted you ♬ ꒱˗

one day, he was minding his own business, in his own home, then, he heard a crying baby at his door step, he was like; « wtf. why is there a crying baby at my door step » once he saw you there.

he carefully examined the basket you were in and there was a letter in it, of course.

“{name}, {birthdate}, {favourite milk brand}, how peculiar.” he said, bringing you in to his home.

oh, yeah, he had to get you to a hospital first, shit💀

you were still wearing the same baby clothes you wore, and nagi didn’t bother to change you since you looked comfortable in your clothes.

baby you was now calmed down, sleeping.

preparing to go to the hospital, he took one last glance at you. his eyes full of adoration, shit, is he starting to warm up to you in just a span of 8 minutes?

well, you were cute tho.

he set you in the backseat, knowing what will happen if he let you in the front. he shivered.

he carefully drove his way to the nearest hospital. the nurses panicked after hearing that the baby wasn’t his.

“mr seishiro, we found a birth certificate of the baby but they don’t have a last name. if you want, do you want to take this baby in as your own?” the doctor asked, buckets of sweat rolling down his face as he knew that once nagi wouldn’t accept to keep you, the adoption centre will be more then just full.

“yeah, i’ll keep her, she’s a girl right?” he moved his gaze towards you, who was sleeping in the same basket before.

“y-yes sir, she is. so, are you willing to actually adopt her..?” “i’ll be the best father she’s ever had, change her name to {name} seishiro.” “alright, we’ll do the contract process later, you can use the 2 hours to buy baby necessities.” “aight. i’ll come back for you {name}.” and there he went to many baby stores.

many moms in their 30s cooed over how such a good father nagi was gonna be while shopping for baby things you needed.

“your child will be so lucky to have such a young and handsome dad like you.”

and now, nagi felt like the child around these women, it was scary to him. he knew damn well that he didn’t like women for a reason. and this was the very reason why. he had given up on finding a girl long time ago.

after 2 long hours, he finally finished and drove back to the same hospital.

“we successfully made a new birth certificate for your child, we changed the parents name, too.” shit, he didn’t even knew who the fuck the parents were. well, was he even gonna meet with them? nah.

“thanks ig.” he left the hospital, and surprisingly at night — you didn’t cry sleeping in the new crib he had bought for you. you were sleeping comfortably.

‘this baby is interesting.’

˗꒰ ✎ daily life with baby you ♬ ꒱˗

surprisingly, you weren’t annoying, you were tolerable and you didn’t burden him.

he had never heard you cry when he was playing games, you really just wanted to chill huh.

you only cried when wanting to eat. you were a great baby when you were a child.

bathes you normally, like anybody else does, duh.

˗꒰ ✎ your first day of kindergarten ♬ ꒱˗

“papa, i’m veryyy nervous! what if nobody likes me!” you cupped your dad’s face with your little hands, tears on the verge of falling.

“well, then, tell them your papa is nagi seishiro, CEO of nagi foods.”

“waw, thanks papa!”

“no problem kiddo.”

everybody on the first day started liking and warming up to you, but once it was the end of kindergarten, everybody ran to their moms and the only person you ran to was your papa.

the next day, all the other kids were making fun of you for not having a mama.

“now, now. don’t make fun of {name} for now having a mama. who knows? maybe her dad does have a wife. you guys can’t just assume things.” the kind pretty teacher defended you, bingo, now you know what to do.

“papa, i want a beautiful mama.”

this had caught nagi’s attention as he paused his game and looked at you, eyes slightly widened.

“i want mrs aimi as my mama, pretty please?”

well, if you want it, you get it. reo had taught nagi this way.

nagi pulled up to the kindergarten, a small red velvet box in hand. and your small hand in the other.

“ima aimi, i’ve had my eye on you for a while and i would like it if you…” he got down on one knee. you watched the scene unfold as mrs aimi blushed a crimson red.

“…will you marry me?”

“oh, yes! yes!” mrs aimi cried, why was she crying? you thought.

nagi engulfed your now new mother and they kissed.

you were standing by the the side next to them awkwardly staring.

who knew you being bullied can get himself a wife?

so i plan on making a whole fanfic post of child reader having the best life they possibly could ever ask for, and all that jazz. prepare for tomorrow gays, lesbians,straights and non-binaries.

[mentality-of-wukong-au]

Like this https://www.tumblr.com/mentality-of-wukong-au/727942315237408768/spirit-logs

*Rin Muhou Havoc.

A lot has changed since these three have gained the power of a physical form. My dear Mow has gone missing so I’ll have to write the logs manually…

As I said before, Rin Muhou is an adoptive child of Chikao Muhou, the Red Buttocked Horse Monkey. (It’s a Baboon…why is this his full name? It’s literally just a Baboon) They were the first to have problems regarding gaining her physical form, thus Mow decided to give her shapeshifting. This was actually a problem for me, I didn’t express it much in my last log, but Mow turned them into physical beings….without my permission…

Anyway…she was rewarded for their spectacular feat in changing the mind of The Jade Emperor, which is a spectacular achievement considering The Azure Lion, a long-time Celestial was turned away for his ‘oversight and vision’ of this world…honestly why did the boy even try? At least The Havocs ensured that they wouldn’t cause Chaos anymore when they had children…though I wonder if the Bermuda Triangle counts…She also defended Wukong against the 10 Kings who most notably did the most stupidest thing I’ve seen in a while, because how the fuck did you forget the Monkey King has a lock on his door? Then again they were up against a child…imagine getting dropped kicked by a child in court, that’s hilarious. Especially if you’re like a millennia old god like the 10 Kings and The Jade Emperor.

Rin has gone through so much in these past…gee I don’t even know how many arcs there were…the chaos seems to spread within her children as they plummet into the depths that his the chaotic adventures of old.

I remember she lost an arm? How did that happen again?

Antonio Muhou Havoc (Or Shifu)

Most of my data of him is the same…Got adopted, joined the mafia, disappeared for 13 years. Died, revived, err…did he die again or was that Rin? No wait it was Mathias…nah…I’m getting them mixed up…Jesus…

He got pregnant with twins (Yes that can happen even though he’s a dude) and still continued his work in the mafia, he’s a family-oriented guy, a sweet husband, with the power to summon whatever he wants at will. He has two siblings, (Biological) who still work a clothing shop in Megapolis, they helped with Zazhu’s wedding dress, which looked so nice by the way. Love their sense of taste. I will add that the guy has abandonment issues and self-worth issues to work on. But Rin seems to have the guilty trauma and low self-esteem.

Mathias Muhou Havoc.

Aroace and an emotional guy, who loves potions. And science, give this guy a lab coat, some gloves and goggles and you have yourself Tongbei’s little mad scientist in crime. (Seriously Tongbei CANNOT make a proper potion at times, do NOT trust him to make poison for you, because likely he will kill instead of incapacitate)

Might act all tough but he’s a soft cookie for his family. He was once a villain named ‘Xiu’ the guy that gave him identity issues due to Paramita’s Mask…he keeps blaming himself, but seriously, you can’t blame yourself for wanting attention, that’s just basic human stuff mate.

I’m not even going to add his past life, because I know a large number of people in this community will end up dead-naming him and I will personally break anyone’s neck so should that happen. However, Mathias died due to suffocation, due to his Mask that got glued to him when he died. I now realized the reason why Mow chose disintegrating power, because she thought it’d be ‘funny’ to let the guy who died from suffocation, have the ability to technically suffocate his enemies in ASH. I find her humor quite concerning…

And lastly is Zazhu Shifu (Or Muhou Havoc)

I placed a separate log for him actually because I noticed something concerning about him…

But you didn’t hear that from me…perhaps he’s here because he’s Antonio’s husband.

Zazhu Shifu is the Brother of the Great Monk’s reincarnate, ‘Tang Shifu’ he is the first born of a very shitty family, who cared no less of him and abandoned him in the car to die of heatstroke (Yes they literally wanted to kill him.) fortunately he was miraculously saved when the mafia he joined, accidentally kidnapped him too and brought him to the leader, whom eventually adopted him as his own.

Cue years later, and Zazhu fixed his relationship with Tang (It was strained due to their parents) and eventually the brothers rebelled against their parents, living happily under the comfort of their husbands and children.

Zazhu is a skilled mortal, with no magical capabilities, his main weapon is a gun (obviously) and he has abnormal speed and agility, being able to dodge bullets even on the run. There are rumors that he also has high-pain tolerance, though I’m not sure if that theory is true…

Then there’s his connection as Tang’s brother…I’m just wondering if there are any side effects…

Oh well…can’t place that here, can I?

[plus-size-reader]

Dating Robin Buckley HC

~Robin is probably the smartest person you’ve ever met

~Not only is she a borderline genius but she’s also the most clever, quick witted, and funniest woman you’ve ever had the privilege of speaking to

~Sometimes you forget how brilliant she is until she pulls out some obscure, albeit entirely correct trivia fact that blows your mind a little

~The sarcasm is intense with her

~...and she never fails to ham it up for you, no matter what. Stories that should be droll and mundane because dramatic retellings that will leave you in stitches, clutching your stomach.

~Robin speaks four languages, and she has pet names for you in every single one, though they all fall within two camps; cheesy nicknames like “pookie” and “squishy face” and traditional loving honorifics like “baby” and “darling”

~Movie nights all the time with tapes she brings home from work, ones that come highly rated or that people at work tell her that she just has to see, because Robin knows how much you adore watching movies with her

~Cuddling up on the couch with her arm around your shoulder, so that you can hold her hand in your own the whole time without having to remove yourself from her side

~She whispers movie quotes in your ear the whole time, in sync with the characters, without fail.

~You would think it would get annoying, but as long as its her, you can’t help but love every word.

~Dating Robin basically means dating Robin with a permanent third wheel, in the form of one Steve Harrington

~He knows everything there is to know about your relationship, and he likes it that way. He likes to live vicariously through his best friend, when he’s especially lonely and even invites himself on a few of your dates

~It just comes with him

~Not that you mind. Having Steve around is like having a dog, like you and Robin adopted a big, attention hungry golden retriever that can’t get a date to save his life.

~Your baby is a huge geek, and don’t ever forget it. As much as she teases Steve and the kids for being nerds, she is right alongside them when something goes on that she thinks is, in her words, “Super Rad”

~Robin isn’t huge on PDA but she loves to press kisses to the back of your hand or your knuckles when the urge strikes her, because it’s just intimate enough without being full blown dangerous for either of you

~Speaking of, since it isn’t 100% safe for either of you to be out with everyone, she loves finding subtle ways to show her love for you

~She gets you a bracelet with her initials on it that you wear almost always, along with one that she wears adorning your initials

~...and wearing your clothes when appropriate, because she knows how much you love to see her in your sweaters and jackets

~Robin’s love language is absolutely gift giving, and even if it’s isn’t anything big or expensive, I believe she would constantly be giving you things and making up obscure reasons for the stuffed animals and treats

~”I thought I told you I didn’t need any more presents?”

~”Baby, it isn’t my fault. It’s earth day, I couldn’t just not get you something”

~Robin is a little more anxious than she’s willing to let on, all the time, and would definitely appreciate a little reassurance from you, even if she doesn’t have to have it

~She just likes knowing you’re in her corner because as long as she has you, there is nothing Robin can’t handle

~Robin loves to share everything with you

~Snacks, absolutely

~Space, without a doubt

~She doesn’t care what it is or what it could  mean, she wouldn't hesitate to share everything she has with you because you’re the love of her life, and it isn’t like she would share with anyone else…aside from Steve

~Doing anything you can to make her laugh because Robin has to most incredible laugh, and if you can get her really going, she’ll snort which makes your whole day

~Long story short, she means the world to you. You know that there is nothing that will ever change that. She’s one in a million, and it isn’t lost on you that you’re one of the luckiest people ever to have her.

[soulmate-game]

Daughter of wonderwoman au where marinette finds out her mother is actually Diana and somehow it ends up with her meeting/being introduced to the batfam maybe because she has super strength and is seen yeeting some bad guys who tried to mug her... Or something.

“... you are running from your problems, Mari,” Adrien’s exasperated voice reminded his best friend. Again. She ignored him, and he threw his hands up in exasperation. “Look, you don’t have to do anything about it! Nobody would hold it against you if you decided to just, ignore that you found anything out at all. But you need to actually think about what we just found out and decide whether or not you’re gonna do anything—“ he side-stepped a piece of trash that went flying in his direction. “—or if you’re gonna move on and pretend nothing happened.”

“Isn’t that what I’m doing?” Marinette shot back, pushing her bangs out of her face and tying her hair back with one hand.

“No, you’re currently hiding away in Gotham to avoid your parents while you beat up every random group of idiots who thinks you’re an easy mark,” he retorted. Another wannabe kidnapper went flying in his direction, making him sigh and side step again. She had thrown that one with only her one free hand, showing just how upset she was. “You’re ignoring everything in your life, which is not what we meant we said you should get a little space.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Marinette dropkicked the last criminal into unconsciousness before stepping back and putting her hands on her hips. She looked over at the now seven passed out men in the alleyway, and the one very frustrated ex-model pinching the bride of his nose. “I think I’m coping just fine.”

“It’s better than being forced to suppress all of your emotions, sure,” Adrien reluctantly agreed. “But not by much. Your angry rampage through Gotham has already attracted more attention,” he raised his hand to point at a nearby rooftop. Several shadows lurked there, looming over the building’s edge. “Which, might I add, is exactly why I told you not to come to Gotham.”

“You’re the one who followed me here,” she shot back before turning to the shadowy figures above them. “Go ahead and come down! But it was self defense, and you can’t arrest or beat me up for defending myself!”

The first figure to drop down straightened your just as quickly, revealing the imposing figure of none other than Batman himself. The little white eyes on his cowl seemed to narrow on their own as he looked down at her.

“That might be true, but I’m sure you know my policy on metas in my city,” he grumbled back at her. He wasn’t necessarily threatening, but he definitely wasn’t welcoming either. With all of his limbs hidden behind the cocoon that was his cape, Marinette would never be able to predict his next move if he did decide to fight. Not that she seemed particularly worried about that as she crossed her arms over her chest and met his glare evenly.

“Oh, do you own this city now? I wasn’t given the memo,” she retorted. “And considering I didn’t even know I was a meta until last week? I think I deserve a little slack. I’m angry and if people think the tiny little girl in pink is an easy kidnapping target, then it’s their fault for making themselves into the perfect practice dummies for me to try out my newly discovered strength on.”

Adrien saw the eyes on Batman’s mask narrow even further. Marinette wasn’t exactly at her most charismatic at the moment, and Adrien didn’t wanna get the both of them into a bad relationship with the experienced superhero who always seemed to know things he shouldn’t know. So he stepped up quickly, getting in between Marinette and the Bat and holding his hands up in a placating gesture.

“Okay, Monsieur Batman,” Adrien started slowly, making sure his posture was impeccable and his smile bright. “She’s telling the truth, even if she’s not... the most tactful about it right now. She just found out some very concerning things about her origin and Gotham is the best place for her to hide from her problems and let loose a little pent up aggression. But— well,” he grimaced. “We didn’t intend to run into you guys, but maybe it’s a good thing we did.”

“How so?” Batman was clearly still incredibly suspicious of the both of them and wasn’t giving an inch. So Marinette rolled her eyes (she was still very moody) and leaned around Adrien so she could get a good look at the monochromatic hero.

“I thank my lucky spots that we ran into you, Batman!” She said monotonously. “Me and Adrien are paw-sitively excited at this opportunity.”

Batman. Froze.

Not only were those two lines the very first lines ever spoken to him by two foreign heroes a few years ago (with a few key words changed to protect identities), but they had become their code phrase for whenever they made calls to one another outside of their costumes. All at once it seemed to hit him— the golden hair and bright green eyes on the boy, the blue-black hair and normally super-focused bluebell eyes on the girl that were currently sporting very uncharacteristic frustration. Their heights. Their builds. All of this info flowed through his mind and compared to the information stored in his memory, and it only took the span of two seconds for everything to click.

Suddenly Batman was at full attention, back straight instead of looming over them and eyebrows clearly raised high under his cowl.

He knew Chat Noir and Ladybug would never take a random vacation to Gotham. Ladybug herself had nearly waxed poetic about how much the city depressed her just from the pictures she saw online. If she had willingly come to visit, it was more than to just blow off some steam.

“Batcave?” He asked, earning a relieved look from Adrien and a moody silence from Marinette.

“Please,” Adrien agreed. “You can probably help us, actually.”

—*—*—*—*—*

Marinette leaned back in the metal debriefing chair, legs up on the table and looking for all the world as the picture of pure teenage rebellion and angst. Coincidentally, Red Hood was in the exact same position in the chair next to her.

Batman and all of his other bats and birds were in the cave with the two off-duty Parisian heroes. Everyone except Adrien and Marinette still had their masks on, since the two Parisians were still not privy to their identities. Yet.

To be fair, the bats hadn’t known the identities of the two miraculous users either before today.

“Cha Noir,” Batman started, only to get a head shake from the blond boy.

“Just call me Adrien. Chat’s out of the bag—“ he ignored the groans at the pun and soldiered on, “—so might as well use my real name.”

Batman nodded. “Adrien, then,” he amended. “Why are you and Ladybug really in Gotham?”

Adrien sighed. “I wasn’t lying, before. Marinette,” he gestured to his hero partner. “Just found out some distressing family news. Since HawkMoth is gone, she doesn’t need to repress her negative emotions anymore. But she also didn’t want to be around her parents while she processed everything. I told her to choose any other city— really, I begged— but she insisted on coming to Gotham.”

“The never ending cloud cover and constant rain seem thematic,” she finally spoke up, reaching into her big over-the-shoulder bag and pulling out a large envelope. She threw it to Batman, making the thin package slice through the air like a knife. To nobody’s surprise the seasoned hero easily caught the projectile between two fingers. He looked at the envelope and back to Marinette, silent questions floating in the air between them. Marinette decided to answer at her own pace.

“That’s what we found out. You see, one of my friends is a huge science nerd. A genius. And he wanted to compare DNA samples between us to see if there were any genetic components that determined a person’s suitability towards certain Miraculous or other magical artifacts over others. It was supposed to just be a fun side project that he didn’t expect any breakthroughs on. He mostly just wanted to satisfy his own curiosity. But instead of finding out if our DNA was linked to the miraculous, he found out that my parents are not biologically my parents.”

“Hence the whole just finding out that you’re a meta thing, right?” Nightwing spoke up, fully invested in the story. “Did they never say you were adopted before?”

“It’s not in the system,” she replied easily. “My parents have all the documentation to prove that I’m their biological child, except I’m not. When I confronted them about it, they caved and admitted that they had adopted me in secret and covered it up. Apparently a friend of theirs was involved in something illegal, and,” she waved at the envelope that Batman was now opening. “The details of what we were able to dig up are in there. The summary is this; their friend was part of a secret, illegal experimentation to create clones that could defeat the Justice League—“ the air seemed to get sucked out of the room as soon as those words left Marinette’s mouth. Everyone seemed to know exactly what she was talking about. “—a group called CADMUS. They made me, as apparently one of their early attempts. But I didn’t exhibit any of the powers they were looking for, or any meta traits at all, and my body refused to mature at the rate they wanted. They had no use for a seemingly normal human baby that they managed to clone, so they were preparing to kill me and start over. That’s when my parent’s friend stole me, not wanting to kill an infant, and begged my parents to take me in and pretend I was theirs. Low and behold, it turns out that my DNA just needed a very specific series of emotions to unlock it’s latent abilities.”

“Those emotions being..?” Red hood trailed off, earning a wolfish smile from Marinette.

“Intense anger, betrayal, and confused frustration closely followed by the desire to punch other people’s faces in.”

“That last one is just an assumption,” Adrien chimed in. “And maybe not accurate. But the first three, our scientist friend was able to confirm. The rapid experience of a lot of negative but action-oriented emotions released whatever had been holding back the powers in her DNA from expressing themselves,” he had switched to French so that he could explain everything exactly as Max had told it to them, but he knew all of them were fluent anyway so it was fine. They nodded along, processing the information.

The crinkling of paper drew everyone’s attention back to Batman, who had been flipping through the detailed break down of everything they had found about Marinette’s situation and how she was made by CADMUS.

“Uh,” Red Robin nervously spoke up. “What’s up, Batman?”

“Your genetic donors...” Batman breathed, getting a wink and finger guns from Marinette.

“Yup. Isn’t that just the most fucked up thing you’ve ever seen? They were clearly trying to make someone who could destroy the world.”

“That makes me nervous,” Nightwing admitted, getting up and going to get a look at the papers himself. “It can’t be that ba—“

When even Nightwing was left agape, everyone else who wasn’t in on it found themselves squirming.

“Just tell the rest of us, already!” Robin demanded after the silence stretched just a bit too long.

“The unknowing genetic donors that CADMUS used to make me,” Marinette spoke up, still with her legs up on the table. “Are a very mad-scientist’s-wet-dream combination of Lex Luthor, Bruce Wayne, and Wonder Woman.”

“We don’t even know why they added Bruce Wayne’s DNA,” Adrien admitted. “Although our scientist friend thinks it’s because of physique. His hypothesis is that, in order to support the genes of Wonder Woman, they had to add male genetics that could support the production of a very high muscle mass and would lean towards easy development of a very athletic body. Lex might be evil-scientist smart, but he’s a string bean. But if he added the DNA of another multi millionaire who just so happens to maintain a ridiculously fit body without putting any obvious work into it,” Adrien shrugged. “Then maybe the clone would be able to support Wonder Woman’s genetics and that of two human donors without falling apart.”

“So I’m ‘the clone’ now, huh?” Marinette snarked, earning an exasperated eye roll from her friend.

Batman just stared at the both of them for a moment. He walked away without a word, and came back with a fresh needle and a box. He placed it on the debriefing table.

“Can I do a paternity test myself?” He asked, his voice suspiciously less gruff than normal. “I trust the both of you, but I rather be safe than sorry with something like this.”

The both of them just stared at him in confusion. They traded a glance, and finally Marinette shrugged and moved to sit in her chair properly. Her shirt was already short sleeved, so she just held her arm out so Batman could easily get a blood sample.

“Sure, why not. But do you just have Lex Luthor or Bruce Wayne’s DNA sitting around to compare, or—“ she shut up when she watched Batman take off his glove and roll his own sleeve up. Realization slowly sunk in as he asked Nightwing to take a blood sample from him.

“Holy shit,” she breathed, eyes wide. “You’re— and Luthor doesn’t know— holy shit this is even worse than I thought,” Marinette rambled, not even noticing as Red Hood moved forward and took a small blood sample from her.

Adrien put a hand over his face and just laughed for a moment hysterically. “Oh my god,” he looked over at Marinette. “You could take over the world.”

“I have the blood of Batman AND Wonder Woman on MY side,” Marinette joked back, also hysterical.

When the bat’s high tech equipment was able to come back with a positive result only a few minutes later, Marinette and Adrien had to sit on the floor and just let it all sink in. Which Batman did not at all help by immediately unmasking himself and trying to make a proper introduction.

“I wanna go beat up random thugs again,” Marinette whined, pulling at her hair. “I’ll put on a mask, whatever, but just please let me punch people. I need to punch people right now.”