The Vampire Aesthetic
Ok so Danny knows two billionaires personally and they really couldn’t be more different. Yet they had one thing in common. A vampire aesthetic. Sam is fully into goth. Spiderwebs, bats, the color black. She enjoys fangs and fake blood and the darkness of her soul. Meanwhile, Vlad is Vlad. If his name wasn’t enough, the dark clothing, pale skin, and flying around with a cape and fangs with coffins in his mansion really sells it.
Danny doesn’t know many rich people so he thinks this might be some kind of trend. (If Paulina is rich, her family likes the chupacabra) So he just thinks that all rich people have some kind of vampire thing going on.
Cue Danny somehow ending in the Wayne household. Maybe he was brought over as a friend of one of the bats, maybe rescued from a field trip/vacation gone wrong, maybe some other situation. But he is there in civilian form with civilian Waynes and Danny just takes a good long look around the inside of the mansion.
“So where’s the vampire aesthetic?
Everyone freezes.
Danny just starts looking around, checking behind paintings and feeling the walls for secret levers. Used to secret passages with Vlad and possibly Sam. The Fentons definitely had them when they were temporarily rich.
“Come on, I know you guys are hiding it.”
Cue the entire batfamily thinking that this is another Tim and that he is fully aware that these people are the batfamily. Danny hangs around the mansion more and the bats just start dropping their disguises and not even bothering to hide stuff around Danny because they assume he already knows. (Possibly even trying to recruit him to be a new bat) Meanwhile, Danny, who does not know these people are batman and his birds, just does not pick up on any of it.
He grew up in a health violation with a giant ballon observatory lab above his head and a portal to the afterlife in his basement. He is a half dead teenager who has tea with the god of time and his godfather is the other parent to his clone child. He’s used to death lazers being scattered across his home and mysterious stains on clothing.
People are weird! He doesn’t judge!
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Fucked up, doomed by the narrative, pathetic meow meow white man who has an incorrigible proficiency for violence, self-loathing, self-esteem issues, trauma arcs focused on the loss of a loved one, cringe fail vengeance era, believes he’s not made for love, warmth, or redemption, ends up being adopted by a bunch of extroverts whom he’d die for, has an incredibly terrifying daughter who could end him in a blink, and a super powerful god-like sunshine spouse who adores him:
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best friends brother!Rafe x Reader (she's friends with Sarah)
Rafe and reader decide to tell there families about each other since they've been serious for a while but their families already knew because they sucked at hiding it.
(also i seen 🪼anon claim an emoji so i thought i would do the same with💐because i gave you flowers when i told you i love your writing. if that's okay)
hiii 💐 anon !! and i love this idea !! also for ur other request, would you like reader to be a kook or pogue? you can just send me the answer in my asks and ill include it in the original ask idea !!
tysm for all the requests and follows and likes and everything !! i’m overwhelmed by all this but trying my best to get out at least 2 asks/ posts a day.
also i think this will be my last post for the day as ur girl is drained. i have 4 asks right now and will probably get out at least 2 tomorrow ! pls forgive me 🥹
enjoy !!
bestfriends brother!rafe x kook!reader.
you realized then, that sarah must’ve been the only one blind enough to see the love-filled relationship between you, and maybe that was for the best.
you and rafe first started secretly hooking up, completely lust filled nights, no feelings attatched.
but, after you had continued for a few months, you caught feelings.
he rejected the idea, opposed to any real and serious relationship with any girl. especially his sisters best friend.
you knew it was wrong to feel this way, knew you’d be betraying her trust. but, you couldn’t find yourself staying away from him.
however, he couldn’t deny the reciprocated feelings he had began having too. he found himself caring about you maybe a little too much.
so, he came to you one quiet, rainy evening and sat at your doorstep, confessing everything he had felt from you since the first time he got you in his sheets.
you both equally decided it was best to keep it hidden from his and your parents, and especially sarah. he didn’t need her lashing out at him right now. so, you opted for sneaking kisses through your bedroom window, and staying out past curfew at the boneyard together.
after about 4 months of the secret rendezvous, things started getting serious. it wasn’t just young teenage infatuation anymore, it was love. real love.
your parents were both kooks, and close family friends as you and sarah were.
you decided to sit down with ward first, getting the harder action out of the way first. all 3 of you were sat in his study, nervously fidgeting around the leather seats.
“why’s she here? sarah’s out right now.”
“yeah, i know dad. can i just talk to you about something?”
“yeah. spit it out though, i have other stuff to do then sit here.”
rafe would slowly, but surely tell ward about how you two had feelings for eachother, and had for a while now. he left out the part about how you had gained those feelings, though.
ward stayed silent for a moment, before laughing. you and rafe glanced at eachother in confusion, before hearing ward speak.
“yeah, no shit son. i know that. everyone knows that, besides sarah. she somehow hasn’t figured it out yet.”
“what? you know? and, who’s everyone?”
you’d blurt out, speaking out of turn in shock.
“of course i know. and so does rose, and your mother and father. it’s a common topic at dinner, really.”
“you’re serious, dad?”
“yes, i’m serious. now, i have better things to do then sit here and listen to you tell me something i already know.”
he’d grumble, still laughing to himself at how silly this situation was, standing up off the couch and exiting the room.
you and rafe were silent for a moment, before slowly starting to laugh to yourself at how bad you must’ve hid it.
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