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jsprnt · 10 months ago

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Americano PT. 7 | Jude Bellingham x Reader

What happens if two individuals who absolutely despise each other are forced to interact after unforeseen events occur?

A/N: I’m back baby! Thank you guys for waiting <3

W/C: 4.611

part six

"I won't look. Don't trust me at all, do you?" I mutter to Amira after taking my top off, grabbing the shirt she's handing me with my eyes closed.

"You'll like it. It's a part of my surprise." She sighs, helping me pull the shirt down my body without my makeup getting on the collar.

"Can I look now?" I ask, eyes still squeezed shut.

"Yeah, turn around."

I turn, looking in the mirror. I stay quiet for a moment, then gasp in surprise.

"What? An England kit? Why are you making me betray Spain?" I attempt to joke, looking at her.

"Like you didn't live here for so many years." She scoffs, pushing me.

"I'm just kidding. Why the kit, though?" I ask, fixing the material in the mirror.

"Ta da!" She exclaims, I look back at her, frowning in confusion when she starts waving two keycards in my face. My hands fly to take one and I read it quickly.

"No, way! You got tickets for the England vs. Australia friendly?"

"Yeah, got them a couple days ago." She replies, and I eye her suspiciously.

"Oh- mister Trent got them for you? Guess he really likes you." I tease, watching her become more and more flustered.

"Shut up- he gave them to show his appreciation."

"Yeah, you want to believe that? You'll be upgraded to wag in a few weeks, trust." I add, laughing at her annoyed expression.

"Aren't you and Jude a thing?" She accuses, putting on her own kit. Finally, she grabs her handbag and car keys off her desk.

I register her words a little too late, but my head whips around in disgust.

"Over my dead body."

"You both were cute last time." She mumbles, both of us walking up to her parked car.

"Absolutely not." I state firmly, immediately connecting my phone to the car.

"Oh, how the tables have turned.." She whispers, but I hear her clearly. I send her a glare, though my glare gets even more intense when she pulls out her strawberry and mango-flavored vape.

"Put that thing away, now!"

"I just realized how different watching a game feels when I'm not working." I say, admiring the full Wembley Stadium. We had finally arrived at our seats, and the view was perfect. Looking around, I do recognize some people, realizing this was probably the family section.

"Turn that working brain of yours off and enjoy. Look, it's starting!" Amira nags, wrapping her arm around mine in excitement.

I chuckle at her, deciding to just enjoy the match. Watching both England's and Australia's teams move around the pitch. Halftime comes around and ends quickly, making way for an opportunity for England. Grealish kicks the ball against the post, missing a chance and making us cringe, but we burst into cheers when Watkins manages to try again and scores.

The match ends with a 1-0 for England. When the whistle is blown, we sit down again. We'd stood up near full time, anticipating a last-minute goal from Australia. It was a friendly, we knew that, but making it exciting was so much more fun than just sitting there and watching the game.

"What now? Is your man coming here?" I ask, fixing my shirt and smiling cheekily at Amira.

"He said he will- after freshening up. Let's wait." She tells me, patting my thigh.

"Didn't even deny that he's your man?" I tease, watching her roll her eyes.

We're interrupted a couple minutes later. I hear someone shout her name, watching both Trent and Jude walk over to our seats. Trent greets us in a friendly manner, while Jude stands next to him like he was forced to come up.

I slowly allow Trent and Amira to have a private conversation, and my eyes land on Jude when they walk away to have some more privacy.

"What are you doing here? And what's with the kit?" He asks, arms crossed.

I scoff, mirroring his body language. Looking him up and down.

"Can't attend a match now? Don't worry, I was over the moon since you weren't playing." I retort, being petty.

I watch him roll his eyes, his expression changing for a second. He opens his mouth to say something, but he hesitates for a moment.

"Who's on your back?"

"What?"

"Your shirt number."

"I don't know- who?" I ask, turning around, confused, when I hear a sudden chuckle.

"Who's on the back?" I ask, trying to see with my phone camera, frowning at his smug face. What the hell was his problem?

I take a picture, turning to face him again as I click on the picture, freezing when I see Jude's last name and number. My expression falters, and I use all my strength to keep my composure.

Amira, you fucking witch..

"Think you're obsessed with me." He whispers, leaning in. I lean back immediately, like he's some highly infectious disease.

"You're sick, Bellingham. It’s just your name, calm down..”

I reply, annoyed at the fact that I couldn't take the shirt off or put my jacket on since I left it in the car.

He goes to say something else, but he's cut off when I hear a familiar voice call out to him. Both of us turning around to see his mom, her eyes lighting up with warmth when she recognizes me.

"Mrs. Bellingham.." I greet, permanent smile plastered on my face when she walks up to us. I notice both her- husband and youngest son behind her.

How could I not recognize his dad and brother?

This past summer, my entire social media feed was plastered with photos of Jude and his family on their first day. Not to forget the fact that I was literally behind the camera when the pictures were taken.

She pulls me into an embrace, her arms wrapping around me warmly. The musky and orange blossom scent of her perfume greets me, and it smells like the most expensive bottle of YSL 'Libre' I have ever smelled.

"How nice is it to see you here. Are you off due to international break?"

"Yes, I thought I'd come visit family and friends out here..." I trail off, my eyes darting to her husband next to her. She notices the hesitation in my voice and introduces us to each other.

"I’m Mark, nice to meet you. I have heard some good things about you. I've also had some contact with your father on some legal matters over in Spain. Good man he is.." He shakes my hand firmly, a very kind smile on his face.

"Thank you, I hope he's been a great help to your family.."

I immediately switch my speech. Trying to sound totally different from the tone I had used with Jude.

"Oh right, this is our youngest son. Jobe.." Denise begins, pushing her son towards me.

I press my lips together to stifle a chuckle, awkwardly shaking the teenage boy's hand.

"Nice to meet you. Hope you're a better football player than your older brother over here?"

I say, pointing a thumb at Jude. It sounds like a joke, but when I glance at Jude, he's giving me the nastiest look when his parents aren't watching. Jobe has only muttered one or two words, but has probably already been nicer to me than his brother has ever been to me.

Jobe only replies with a small smile, so I look up at his parents.

"You must be proud.."

"Of course, equally proud of our two boys.."

Mark replies, holding his son's shoulders. I chuckle, looking at Denise when she speaks.

"Did you enjoy the game? Must be a change of scenery.."

"Oh- yeah, felt weird not working during a game. It was nice though, I was invited by a friend-"

I trail off, looking around to see Amira, noticing her giggle and chat with Trent a couple seats away.

"But she seems busy.." I laugh, they follow my line of sight and chuckle, nodding in acknowledgment.

"You're also wearing an England kit.." His dad notices, pointing to my shirt.

"Jude's, I presume?" His mom asks, making me nod. I turn, giving them a quick look at the "Bellingham" and number 10 on my back.

I'm wearing their last name on my back, that is really weird, if given some thought..

"A gift too.." I smile, facing them again.

I notice that they all glance at Jude for a moment before Denise speaks up again.

"Why don't you join us for dinner tonight? A small appreciation for helping Jude out with his Spanish and adjusting in Madrid."

Damn, how close did they think we were?

Lovely, very nice of her, but that would be a masterclass in awkwardness.

"That's incredibly kind of you, Mrs Bellingham, but I'm sure you don't get many dinners together as a family. So, I don't want to inconvenience your family. Besides, I've got some dinner reservations with my high school friends.."

Her expression immediately turns into an understanding one. I thank her once again for the invitation, holding her hand to convey my appreciation. Finishing our chat, I grab my bag from my seat, pulling it on my shoulder.

"I've got to go, roads will be busy.."

"Right, why don't you accompany y/n down, son?" Mark says, throwing his son a look.

I dart my eyes to Jude, his expression falters before he nods, listening to his dad.

I quickly bid them farewell, walking down alongside Jude.

"You didn't even jump in to save me once.” I mutter, grabbing my phone out of my handbag. Checking for any messages from Amira.

Where did this little minx go?

"I was struggling to breathe when my mum invited you for dinner. Kept my mouth shut with difficulty.."

"How helpful.” I scoff, biting my lip in anticipation as we wait in front of Amira's car. The grey Audi A5 easily recognizable next to all the expensive sports cars.

"You can leave, you know.." I break the silence, looking up at Jude, resting my weight against the car door.

The alarm won't go off, right?

"You think my mom is going to be happy when I leave you here alone?" He asks, scrolling through his phone.

I sigh, sending one last threatening text message to Amira before shoving my phone in my pocket. An awkward silence ensues before I break it again.

"So, are you actually going to play next Tuesday against Italy?" I ask, giving him a skeptical look.

"Why? Want to see me play?" He smirks, putting his hand in the pocket of his blue sweatpants.

"Is that a genuine question? Obviously not.." I answer, furrowing my brows.

He scoffs, poking his tongue through his cheek. Looking me up and down.

"Why would I voluntarily come to see you?" I add, widening my eyes, looking at him in disbelief.

"Your friend will probably come, with the way we're waiting for her and Trent.."

I look around the empty parking lot, was this a camera prank?

What the hell were these two doing anyway?

Speaking of the minx, she finally appears a good ten minutes later. I could've sworn if she didnt have a deep skin tone, she'd probably be as red as a tomato. Because, honey she looked flustered.

I raise my brows at her- disheveled appearance, instinctively giving Jude a knowing look.

Though, my look of scrutiny stops when I realize those two were onto some- freaky shit. Seems like Jude realizes at the same time, because, he too looks away from me.

"I'm leaving.." He quickly blurts, walking away without looking back. I watch his figure disappear, snapped out of my trance when Amira taps me.

"What the fuck? What did you two do?!" I ask, laughing loudly. Sure, I was annoyed that I had to wait for her, but my best friend's happiness was more important.

"Get in the car! I've got to tell you every single detail.."

"What's it called again?" I turn to Amira, asking her about the name of the venue we're supposed to go to.

I had been in London for a couple of days now. From family dinners to meeting up with high school classmates, all of it kept me busy. Everything had been very fun and memorable so far.

Last night, England played their match against Italy for the EURO qualifiers. I couldn't lie, the 3-1 win for England was very satisfying, especially when watching live from Wembley Stadium.

Right now, Amira and I are in the car. Getting driven to the restaurant or bar - Trent had invited us to. A small gathering to close off international break, if you could call it that.

Small or big party, Amira and I had to look our best. For obvious reasons, I am wearing the black mini-dress I had tried on in Amira's office.

"Novikov Restaurant & Bar.." She mutters, touching her lipgloss up while looking at her phone camera.

"You ever been?" I ask, equally fidgety with my appearance.

"Yes, nice place, but we'll probably go clubbing after."

I raise my eyebrows at her, sighing, before leaning against her shoulder.

"Will you keep me from getting drunk?"

"Can't save you, darling.."

Yeah, y/n is an absolutely a goner. Everyone within meters of her is aware of it, though to her, her limit has not even been reached yet.

She throws her head back as she downs another shot of- she doesn't even know. She took and gulped down anything that was handed to her by her best friend.

All she knows is- it burns in the back of her throat- like a fucking bitch. She doesn't even stop to think about why she's doing it, all she's been wanting to do, is take her mind off work and university. The opportunity was presented to her in a shot glass, and who would refuse?

A smart, responsible person, probably...

"Go dance with him.." y/n mutters, wiping the spilled and dribbling alcohol off her chin. Eagerly pushing her friend in Trent's direction.

The football player had invited the both of them for a reason, and to drunk y/n this was a good opportunity to play Cupido.

"No! I want to dance with you." Her friend replies, grabbing y/n's wrist.

"Go! You can dance with me anytime, go now!" She ushers, pushing Amira away with all the strength in her arms.

She giggles to herself when she notices Trent grab Amira's hand, feeling like her mission was partially accomplished.

Though, her happiness is short-lived when she curses herself. Her feet were practically going numb due to the stilettos her stylist bestie had forced her to wear.

To forget the uncomfortable feeling, she decided to get another drink. She clutches onto her handbag, starting to walk- or stumble towards the bartender.

She knew how to have fun on her own, there was no problem in that regard.

"Oh, fuck- sorry.." She slurs, looking up when her forehead collides with a hard chest. She makes immediate eye contact with a completely sober Jude, he raises a questioning brow, taking her disheveled appearance in.

"I take it back.." She loudly says, pushing past him to get to the bar. Loud music drums into her ears, causing her senses to tingle.

She's about to order a drink, but before she has the opportunity to speak, she's rudely interrupted by someone.

"A whisky neat, for the beauty here.." Someone says, she turns her head in a flash. Fucking pissed, a man dared to speak for her and over her.

It's a young man, around her age- slightly older judging from his appearance. His brown hair is slicked back with an estimated ten kilograms of hairgel, along with the tackiest combination of a white button-down and- skinny jeans.

"No, thank you!" y/n replies waving her hand and shouting over the loud music. She blinks a multitude of times, trying to clear her vision and mind.

"What'd ya mean, luv? Not suited to your taste?"

"I'm not interested.." She says, turning away from him and ordering her own drink. Fidgeting with the clasp of her bag and pulling bills out of her wallet.

"Oh, come on. Can't you see how much of a catch I am?" the douchebag insists, pointing up and down his frame.

She rolls her eyes at the words. This time her eyes might stay there permanently because the stranger continues repeating the corniest of words.

"No, thank you.." She repeats, taking a huge gulp of her pink Cosmo, looking away, and continuing to ignore him.

Should she start barking like a rabid dog to scare him off?

"Come on, babygirl... Would it hurt to smile for me?”

She almost chokes on her drink at the words. Eyes hazy and unfocused, one thing she's sure of- this man is about to get a taste of her leather handbag.

"Does it look like I'm interested?!" Her voice isn't loud, though her tone is sharp and full of irritation. She takes a step back, giving him the most repulsed look.

"I like my women feisty and alluring like you.." The guys persist, placing a nasty hand on her hip, a little too close to her backside.

"Get your filthy hand off me.." She demands, the grip on her glass tightening. Her brows furrow and her mood drops tremendously fast.

"Your words are sharp, but your body seems to be enjoying this. Let loose for me, sweetheart. Won’t ya?” His breath reeks of the most pungent alcohol she’s ever smelled, and his hand keeps inching closer to her bottom.

'Oh, fuck no' she thinks, placing the glass on the bar table. Readjusting her grip on her bag.

"Can you fuckin' let go of her?" She hears a loud voice say, Brum accent thick, but it's already too late.

She moves her handbag behind her, creating a good distance for maximum impact, before using all her force to hit the guy square in the face. The contact makes a loud noise, and surprisingly enough, it's detectable over the insanely loud music.

The guy immediately retreats, stumbling a couple steps back in shock. He cradles his head, screams of agony leaving his disgustingly filthy mouth.

"I said no- didn't I? Are you fucking deaf?!" She curses, temperature rising as she breathes in harshly. She can't even register what's happening- but he deserved it and had it coming.

"Let’s go..” A familiar voice exclaims, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her towards the restroom. He pulls her into the unisex section, locking the door behind them.

She struggles against him, her heels tripping and scratching against the floor. The now blood-stained handbag slips out of her hand, dropping to the floor.

"Let me go! You fucking creep! I swear, I'll bite it off!" She shouts, eyes shut tightly, as she hits his rock-hard chest multiple times. Hand squeezed up in a tight fist as she keeps trying to get out of his hold.

"y/n!" He shouts, trying to get her to look at him. He doesn't know the full story of what happened. All he saw was the guy touching her, putting his hands on her, and he was sent flying with a blow to the face.

Jude is impressed, though that's not his main thought or concern when y/n is fighting him as if he's the guy who was bothering her.

She’s drunk, but still recognizes his voice. The way he pronounces her name, not with venom and hatred per usual. No, instead, with the upmost panic and concern. He wants to snap her out of it, back to reality, back to him.

Her eyes snap open, arms held tightly by Jude. His fingers digging into her skin. Both of his hands keeping her up and steady.

"Jude?" She mumbles, looking up at him with the widest eyes imaginable. Her mascara running down her hot and sweaty face. Her favorite lipstick smudged at the corner of her mouth.

"It's me, you're good." He replies, noticing the faraway look in her eyes. His voice softens, lowering to a gentle decibel. Unlike the booming and ear-deafening music and conversations outside of the enclosed space they're in.

"Sit.." he gestures, pointing to the restroom countertop. She looks up, blinking repeatedly, she's not thinking of sitting when her mind and thoughts are still hazy and in fight or flight mode.

"Can I lift you up?" Jude suddenly asks, his hands leaving her arms. It sends a surge of extra adrenaline through her body, but she nods absentmindedly, looking away.

Jude takes a deep breath, hands reaching to the back of her thighs. He lifts her up easily, placing her on the countertop. His biceps flex under his sleeves, a frustrated noise leaving his lips.

y/n sniffles, the shock of it all sobering her up a bit. She raises her head, looking up at him. He stands in front of her, practically in between her legs.

He looks away, grabbing a paper towel from the roll and handing it to her.

"Here, wipe your- nose.." He mumbles, watching her. He walks away and grabs her bag off the floor, meticulously wiping the blood away with a dampened paper towel.

"Fucking bastard.." Jude mutters underneath his breath, venom on the tip of his tongue, as anger rushes through his veins. Though, y/n had practically handled it all on her own. Even in her drunk- mess of a state, she’d managed to break the lowlife’s nose and his ego.

The only thing that kept him from running out and breaking the bastard’s limb was the image of him already suffering and withering on the ground. Bloody, broken nose making him look so pathetic and disgusting, like the person he genuinely is.

y/n wipes her nose, eyes wet and irritated. The pounding in her head seems to increase as she struggles to hold her tears back. Although, she’d kept sort of calm in the moment, her heart was hammering in her chest. She could stand up for herself, that was no problem. It was the fact that she wasn’t fully coherent, which made her feel absolute terror in the moment.

All of the mixed emotions and alcohol make the nauseating feeling in her chest and stomach worse. Her eyes flutter for a moment, and she gags, clamping her hand over her mouth.

The noise alerts Jude, it takes him out of his murderous and aggressive thoughts. He looks up, immediately holding his hands out to her.

"Are you going to be sick?" He asks, eyebrows raised. She nods, hand still clasped around her mouth. Her mouth salivates, an imminent sign of needing to puke. It prompts Jude to help her down the countertop, his hands on both of her sides.

When her feet hit the floor, she practically leaps over to the toilet, retching and heaving over the toilet bowl. A warm hand is placed on her nape and forehead, trying to put pressure on those parts to stabilize her.

A choked sob leaves her dry lips, sweat beginning to glisten on her forehead. There was nothing she hated more than throwing up, the way it made her feel weak and out of control was an absolute nightmare to her.

"It's alright.." She hears, the soft whisper reaching her thumping ears. She takes a breath, squeezing her eyes tightly before heaving again. Her body shakes as all fluids leave her stomach, and the pungent smell of stomach acid makes her condition even worse.

It's all a blur, like a foggy fever dream. The only thing she can register are the sweet words reaching her burning ears. Full of reassurance and gentleness while she felt like she was losing her mind in the moment.

I hold back a gasp as my eyes land on the photo on my Instagram feed. I immediately sit up from my chair. My jaw slacks open as I read the caption.

"Jude Bellingham and alleged girlfriend spotted getting cozy after Australia friendly."

"The 20-year-old Madrid star seemed pretty happy to see his name and number on her shirt. The moment was captured by attendees, who provided us with pictures of the athlete's parents and his alleged lover having a seemingly very nice conversation. It seems like Mrs. and Mr. Bellingham approve."

"The identity of the young woman hasn't been revealed or confirmed as of yet. With some speculation about her father having close ties to Real Madrid CF."

I resist the urge to cry my eyes out at the association and immediately stand up from my desk. Practically skipping steps when running down the stairs, almost running into a group of fellow staff members.

My eyes dart around the cafeteria to spot the douche I needed to find. I make a beeline towards him as I watch him interact with the other players.

"I'm sorry, guys. I need him for a quick moment."

I say not waiting for anyone to answer. I grab onto Jude's upper arm and drag him out of the cafeteria. I hear some teasing whistles behind us, but I ignore them as I pull him into one of the small meditation rooms.

"What are you even doing-" he begins, but I cut him off as I shove my phone into his face. Showing him the photos and the caption which will probably keep me up tonight.

"What the fuck is this, huh?" I ask, raising my brows. Analyzing his facial expression as I fold my arms defensively.

I expect him to frown, get angry, get upset, but instead-

He fucking smirks, an amused chuckle leaving his lips. He snatches my phone, fingers tapping to read the comments on the post.

"Really? Is this a laughing matter to you?" I exclaim, ready to have a mental breakdown, while he just continues scrolling through the comments, starting to read them out loud.

"Not his usual type."

"He can do better."

I grunt, snatching my phone out of his hands, annoyed.

"I can play this game too, idiot!" I say, scrolling through the comments as well.

"He must be crazy, she's too pretty for him." I begin, passive aggressively reading positive comments about myself. I look up at him, watching him roll his eyes as he shoves his hands in his pocket.

"Well? What are you going to do about it?" I say, turning my phone off.

"What can I do about it?"

"This is your fault? If you weren't annoying me with your stupid antics, they wouldn't have made these speculations."

"You engaged in my 'stupid antics'!"

"Ugh- just send a cease and desist letter or something!"

"It's an Instagram gossip page, not a damn newspaper!"

I huff in annoyance, pacing around the small room.

"Can't you like- deny rumors?"

"I'm a football player, not a reality TV personality! They speculate about everything in my life already. Why would I deny them this time around?"

"Is that a question you really want an answer to?"

"Come on! What bad does it do you to be tied to me? Only good if you ask me.." He shrugs, and I don't miss the smirk on his face.

"Never mind, I'll ask my dad to handle it!" I say, walking past him to push the door open. I close my eyes in annoyance when it doesn't budge.

"You need to pull.." I hear Jude speak, the smile on his face practically audible from behind me.

"Fuck off.." I mutter seething in anger, pushing the door open and leaving him behind in the meditation room.

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yall-batman-fanfic · 2 months ago

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Wedding: Without Masks | Batman/Bruce Wayne x Magician!OC[Part 1/2]

Synopsis: When asked about their wedding, Bruce and Vivian would always return with another question. Which one?

Marry me.

Vivian smiled as she remembered the moment he asked her. It wasn't a grand gesture nor was it planned at all. Rather, Bruce had a plan but emergencies arose which led them to the top of Wayne Tower, standing by their favorite gargoyle, both tired from an emergency made by Harley Quinn. No Joker, just Harley. Then in that peaceful moment, both of them overlooked Gotham trying to salvage their date that did not go their way that night with cupcakes and coffee, and their favorite pastime by that gargoyle.

Just as they were getting dressed again after a moment of love-making under the stars and snuggling under Batman's cape, something dropped from his utility belt. A red velvet box. An odd thing to keep in his person, but seeing the brand at the bottom, Vivian's heart skipped a beat.

“Bruce,” she called for him.

“I was looking for that,” he mentioned to the belt, but he froze when he saw what she held. “Vivian.”

Slinging the belt over her shoulder, Vivian opened the box and was stunned to see the diamond ring inside. Looking up, Vivian met Bruce's blue eyes, not behind the cowl, but his face. She didn't even know tears were falling down her cheeks until he wiped them away.

“Marry me,” Batman said. Then he took the box from her, taking it out the ring, then got down on one knee and said again, “Marry me, Vivian.”

“Yes,” Vivian breathed out, then knelt down before Bruce to kiss him, and between kisses she said, “Yes. Si. Oui. Da. Sey. I od.”

Bruce wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply. He pulled her to him, until they fell to the ground with Vivian straddling his lap, still kissing him as tears fell down their eyes. “I love you, Pryor,” he kissed her again. “I love you, my Red Witch.”

Vivian chuckled and rested her forehead against him. “I love you, Bruce… Batman.”

Taking her hand, Bruce sat up, bringing her with him, and slipped the engagement ring onto her finger. Seeing her wearing it felt right, like all of the pieces were at place. This was the next step, this was where they were headed after all these years of pain, happiness, the adventures, and the family the little family they've made with Dick and Alfred.

It was them both from the very beginning and to the end.

Batman and the Professor.

The Bat and the Witch.

Bruce and Vivian.

Pressing a kiss on her knuckles, Bruce then turned back to Vivian to pull her for another kiss, and another if it were not for Alfred breaking their moment in the comms.

“Master Bruce, I have received alerts about your heart rate going beyond its normal speed. Is everything alright?”

Vivian laughed as she heard the man's voice in the comms. Reaching for his gauntlet, she pressed on the button to unmute their comms, and say, “Everything's fine, Alfred.”

“Ms. Vivian! I apologize, I was not aware that you were… that you both were…” Alfred stumbled.

“It's fine, Alfred,” said. “And Alfred.”

“Yes, Master Bruce?”

Looking at Vivian with loving eyes, he said, “She said yes.”

A moment of silence came to the other line then Alfred said, “Congratulations, Master Bruce and Ms. Vivian.”

“Thank you, Alfred. We'll be home shortly,” said Vivian.

“Take your time… Penny-One out.”

When they got home, Bruce and Vivian found the Batcave empty, Alfred has gone to bed, Dick was snoring in his bedroom, leaving them in the privacy that they wanted.

Back in their room, snuggling in their bed, Vivian happily welcomed the embrace from Bruce as he turned in their bed and pulled her to his arms. His hands found hers and he brushed his fingers over her own that had the ring. Vivian leaned down and kissed his fingers.

“I love you,” she whispered to him.

Bruce hummed in response and trailed kisses on her neck. His kisses were a little sloppy as he was still half-asleep, but he became fully awake when he felt her turn to face him to tell him something.

“I told myself if you weren't proposing soon, I was going to do it,” Vivian admitted. “I was already looking at rings, I even consulted with someone who could customize it.”

“Maybe I should have waited longer, I want to see what kind of proposal you’re going to do,” Bruce chuckled. “I bet it doesn’t involve our dinner getting disturbed by Harley Quinn.”

Vivian shrugged. “She was just having a bad day, don’t really have anything against her.”

“Good thing I had this made a long time ago.”

“When?”

“A few months after you moved in. But really, I should have had this made long before that… maybe the day you took me back after I left you.” Right after she revealed she knew he was Batman. “Because I knew then that there was just you. That I wasn't going to let you go ever again.”

Vivian looked up to kiss him again. “Nothing is going to change between us, promise?”

“Promise. See it as just sealing the deal,” Bruce pulled her lay on his chest. “Dick even told us that we even act and fight like a married couple already. Might as well be one, right?” He joked.

“I guess you’re right,” she shrugged with a teasing grin.

“And the ring scares off those hitting on you in galas too.”

“Please, like you don’t have admirers, Wayne,” Vivian sat up, straddling his waist, and hovered over his face. Her hair acted as a veil that kept them from the world around them. Tonight it’s just them. “I’m lucky that a simple professor in GU caught the attention of Bruce Wayne.”

“No, I’m the lucky one. You’re the pretty one.”

“The people of Gotham would beg to differ,” she leaned down to kiss him and when she was to pull away, Bruce followed her, even if it meant sitting up just take her lips over and over. “So, how are you going to tell the world that Gotham’s remaining eligible bachelor is now one step away from tying the knot?”

Bruce paused with his kisses and said, “I’ll let Dick handle the PR for that.”

“Really? You’re going to let him do it?”

“I don’t want to sell this story to any media. Let’s make it our announcement.”

“Through Dick.”

“Yeah, through Dick,” he kissed her again and pulled her body closer to his, making him hum when he felt her directly on his crotch. His hands roamed from her thigh to her waist and under her night-shirt where he caressed her skin. In one swift moment, he removed her shirt – wanting to feel her skin on his, nothing in between.

“I just realized something,” Vivian said in their kiss.

“Yes?”

“You didn't really ask me,” she pulled away. “You told me to marry you.”

“You said yes,” he smirked.

“Ask me, Bruce.”

Sighing, Bruce took her hand that had the ring asked, “Will you marry me, Vivian?”

“Yes,” Vivian replied and kissed him again. Laughter left their lips as Bruce turned them over with her beneath him, and he stationed himself between her legs. That morning, the only thing that left their lips were each other's names and the word “yes”.

~*~

Gotham’s many news outlets were on fire with what they saw online. How could they have missed that?! Bruce Wayne is the biggest celebrity in Gotham, he's practically royalty with his family history, so him proposing to his long-term and “non-royal” girlfriend was a huge deal that every rivaling media organization would race to have the story published. Instead, all of them just got the news during lunch from a social media post made by Wayne's ward, Dick Grayson.

It was a single post, a selfie made by the teenager with the Vivian hugging him from behind while showing the diamond engagement ring with the caption: She said yes… but not to me — I'm just the messenger, and in the background was Bruce who was busy with work. It was obviously done purposely by the boy and Vivian – rather, future Mrs. Wayne.

The post was going viral with comments, likes/hearts, and shares, and all the Gazette and the others could do was ride on that trend with articles that explain absolutely nothing but what they saw on the post and hope to get a scoop before the others could.

~*~

Following the announcement made by Dick, had numerous calls from friends, colleagues, and even the Justice League about the news. The couple had to put their phones in silent mode just to get through the day, but what they couldn't stop was a Kryptonian and Lois Lane appearing at their front yard to give their congratulations.

“I invested on a fifty-thousand dollar security around the manor and you just fly into my home,” Bruce muttered as Clark dropped by in his work clothes with Lois Lane in his arms. Lois immediately went to Vivian and tackled her to an embrace, and the two women were inside where she could get an exclusive interview – off the record for now – about everything that happened, how Bruce did it, what are their plans for the wedding, when is the wedding going to happen.

“You better not put it when I'm off the country!” Lois told Vivian.

“Lois, I just got engaged!” Vivian laughed. “The ring hasn't even made an indent in my finger, at least let it sit there for a while. Gosh, is this a sneak peek on how my everyday life is going to be until the wedding?”

“Honey, this isn't even close to that.”

“I can't believe I had to find out about this through Dick's social media,” Clark told him.

“I'm surprised you didn't come over the moment I asked the question,” Bruce mocked him.

“Knowing you and Viv, I tend to drown myself out of Gotham's direction. Don't need to know everything that's happening to you both.”

Bruce chuckled.

“So, was Dick posting it part of the plan too?”

“Thought it would be best if the news came to us. What I didn't think he'll do is make a stolen shot of me with Vivian then doing it like that.”

“Hey! It's going viral, you should thank me!” Dick told Bruce. “And now my phone is ringing nonstop.”

“All of our phones are ringing,” Alfred spoke as he brought them tea. “I had to disconnect the line of two of our phones just to get some peace and quiet in here. Also, please expect many emails and calls from wedding planners in the coming days. I just received a call earlier who promises to make this a wedding of the century.”

“That's a big promise to make,” said Bruce, amused with the chaos that a single post made.

The following day, as they returned to their normal lives and work, Vivian was met by a mob of reporters trying to get a a scoop from her about the proposal. With the help of Gotham University's security, she was able to get in and work in peace. Well, peaceful as it could get. Inside, she also had people asking her all about the proposal and when they plan to get married. Students, her colleagues. She even had to resort to saying: “If we get through class without anyone asking about the you-know-what, you'll get extra credit,” to her class just so they could finish a lecture.

Bruce was no better in Wayne Enterprise too, but unlike Vivian he can easily get everything in order. He is the big boss after all. But he understood the situation Vivian had to face, especially after seeing it with his own eyes when he went to pick her up from work. She was being chased by the press just to get an interview, Bruce had to intervene and lead Vivian to his car. So he did what he thought would finally put an end to this which involved making some calls with a close friend who was more than willing to cover the story.

Vreeland Conglomerate owns a list of companies, and one of the list of companies under their belt was one of Gotham's most bought lifestyle magazine. Veronica was currently the director of the company and when Bruce called her about the plan she said, “Firstly, I hate you for not telling me about this; second, you just gave me and my team a headache because we'll be rearranging our calendar and the content for next month's issue for this huge scoop; and last, you and Viv better be here with your best wardrobe for the interview and photoshoot this Friday or so help me Wayne, I will bring hell to your introverted home. Understood?”

“Crystal,” Bruce replied and ended the call.

When the magazine was released, Vivian and Bruce were on the front cover, and inside they got a ten-page special that Veronica made to a love story that was bound to end up on the altar. Many were a little pissed that they didn't get to do the special but with the release of the article, people were back on their daily lives.

Then the next part came. Planning the wedding.

~*~

“Can't we just have a small wedding? An intimate one with friends and family,” Vivian sighed as she went through the many ideas that Veronica has placed on multiple peg boards in the wedding planner's office where they have been going for the past few weeks.

Months after the announcement, Vivian and Bruce finally agreed to and found a date that would fit their schedules for their wedding and their honeymoon. It took a long time to decide with Batman going off world to help the Justice League in a couple of cases, and would be gone for months (in one occasion, and during that time Vivian, Dick, and Alfred pulled off one of the biggest scams of all: trying to convince the world that Bruce Wayne is accompanying a research team in the freaking jungle).

Now, here they were, going through many options to choose from, with a guest list they have not finalized, dresses to try and make sure was perfect, flowers (Vivian reminded Veronica that she did not want to kill flowers for her wedding), catering, a theme, and a venue.

“And have the people of Gotham rallying? No,” Veronica said as she lifted Vivian's legs off the couch to sit beside her, then laid them back on her lap. “Sorry, kid, that's the rules in marrying into Gotham's socialite. Especially if you're marrying long-running and the last eligible bachelor, Bruce Wayne.”

Seeing Vivian's stressed look, Veronica turned to Dick, who was with them all this time enjoying the cake samples, and nodded at the woman contemplating’s direction. Sighing, Dick got up and sat on the ground then placed Vivian's hand on his head to get a free head massage while she found comfort in it. He never really knew why Vivian found it comforting, but she did mention once: “if you had long hair, I would be braiding it now than messing it around.”

“How about we narrow it down first?” Dick offered. “Wedding dresses?”

Vivian turned to Dick and saw the magazine he was holding up for her to see. It had many wedding dresses made by fashion icons for her to choose from, and all costs a little too much for her liking.

“You know, there's a dress that my dad sent over. He said my mom wore it in their wedding. It's not too much nor is it glamorous but it was beautiful. But I doubt the people would like it.”

Vivian could remember the image of her mother wearing it as she walked Madeline down the aisle. It was a white dress that reminded her of the fashion of women in Tuscany, with slightly puffed sleeves that reached her elbows and tied at the end, and her skirt had three layers that became shorter as it reached the top layer. Her mother wore a veil too with her crown of flowers that they made.

It was a simple wedding too, just close friends and family. Mostly from Adam's side since all Madline had was Vivian. They had their reception in their local pub, Madeline and Adam danced with the band playing, and Vivian gave a speech as she was Madeline's maid of honor, and the ring bearer.

“Maybe we can do dresses later – where's Bruce anyway, he should be here helping you out,” Veronica got out her phone and started typing a long message for Bruce.

Vivian and Dick gave each other a knowing look and sighed. Batman was currently off-world again and was at the Watchtower. There was an emergency that had the Justice League helping refugees, and a lookout for their next attacks. Batman has been on the Watchtower to keep watch on the next attack made by Red Claw, who was responsible for the refugee evacuation from multiple locations.

They got their hands full for the past couple of weeks.

“He's kind of busy, Ronie,” Vivian said as she sat up, took a breath, and got back on her feet. “Trust me, he wants nothing more than to be here and help me out.”

Not really, they both just wanted an intimate wedding, but as Veronica said, Gotham won't allow it. If they do so, Wayne might find himself on the bad side of every media outlet there was. He already pissed them off when Dick made the announcement of the engagement, they can't do that again with the wedding.

When Bruce told her about it, he explained that, “it's all for show, yes, but this is still about us.”

“Really? Because the way I'm seeing it, it's about them,” said Dick as he entered the sitting room with ice cream.

“Not helping at all, Dick.”

Back in the wedding planner's office, Vivian finally decided on the flowers (“Fine, we'll go with fake flowers but I gotta twist this story of you having allergies so they won't see it as you being cheap,” said Veronica, “Put in a phobia there, I don't care, just no killing of flowers,” Vivian muttered). When it came to the drinks, Vivian was specific about the wine and the scotch. She'll just turn Bruce's wine to ginger ale. When it came to the cake, Vivian and Veronica turned to Dick to choose.

He did just eat every sample there was.

“I liked the red velvet,” said Dick. “But I don't know about the design.”

“Just make the design simple,” Vivian told them. “Like this one,” she showed the image of the minimalist looking cake with a few flower-shaped icing and twigs.

For dresses and tux, she chose black but Veronica begged that it won't be a uniform dress. Vivian promised as long as they wore the color it's fine.

Finishing up, they were met by Alfred who came to the wedding planner's office to pick up Vivian and Dick as the two went with Veronica in her car that day. As they said goodbye to Veronica, Vivian and Dick got in the car and were heading home when Vivian got a call from Bruce.

“Hey, we're just about to head home from the wedding planner's place, everything okay?” Vivian greeted him.

“Viv, it's an emergency,” said Batman.

“What is it?” Vivian placed her phone on speaker for Alfred and Dick to hear.

“All those attacks were just to get the Justice League scattered. They've launched a missile attack on the city.”

“Gotham?” Vivian asked.

“Yes. I'm chasing the missile with the Batjet as we speak, but I can't be sure if I can get to it in time.”

“I'll handle it. Just keep your line open,” Vivian took the comms that Alfred held out to her and to Dick. The young man was also changing to his Robin uniform now at the back.

“Opening the secure line here, Sir,” Alfred spoke in their comm, letting Vivian end the one on her phone.

“Alfred, Dick, inform Gordon. I need to get to Lady Gotham. It's the closest to where the missile is coming from and the highest point there is.” In a flash, Vivian dropped from her seat and appeared atop Lady Gotham's head. The wind almost blew her away if she had not used magic to stick her to the structure.

“I'm here, Bruce and I'm creating the shield,” Vivian summoned her seals and began the incantation. With the wide range, Vivian was putting all of her abilities to use, unknowing to her she was letting a few of the magic she has sealed away flow into the spell as she created the large dome around Gotham.

According to Alfred in their comms, the people of the city were panicking at the sight of the dome, wondering if it was caused by one of their costumed criminals. She even heard Robin informing Commissioner Gordon that this was one of them, that Batman asked a local witch to put the dome around Gotham.

“The missiles are armed with magnetic repulsion!” Batman called out to everyone in their comms.

Burning. She was burning from the inside, she could feel the power just engulfing her from within, but Vivian held on.

“Batman, I got it up. Stop your pursuit,” Vivian said through gritted teeth.

“Members of the Justice League are on their way, but I can't promise that they'll get there on time. Lantern's closer, so he can fortify that shield even more.”

She could see the missile coming with her enhanced sight and behind it she saw the Batjet still chasing it. “Batman. Bruce. Stop the pursuit, I can protect Gotham from the blast.”

He was silent for a moment until he said, “We should have eloped than gone through all that.”

“Get back to me and we will. Bruce.”

“I'll be there for dinner tonight, I promise.” The comms were cut off, and Vivian saw what he did, and it horrified her. Batman attached the jet over the missile, and tried to lead it to another direction, one that would ease the impact on Vivian's shield.

The jet crashed and the missile exploded, the impact made against her shield. Vivian focused the reinforcement of the shield in that direction and kept the debris away from Gotham and fall to the harbor. Seeing it was over, Vivian dropped the shield but she immediately went looking. Jumping off of Lady Gotham, she used her magic to fly her to where the explosion was to look for him.

When she could find him floating, Vivian dropped to the water to look for any sign of Bruce, and she was right to do so. Batman was struggling to get out of his seat. It must have been damaged when it hit the water after ejecting. Swimming to him, Vivian created a bubble for them to breathe in and she pulled out one of his batarangs to cut the thing off.

“I told you to stop the pursuit,” she scolded him, her voice cracking as she saw the beaten state he was in. The impact in the water was harsh and he looked like he was just thrown across a wall with multiple fractures and possible internal bleeding.

Batman chuckled but it was faint, “I had to make sure you were safe.”

“I had it.”

“I could still feel your magic's heat, Viv. You were burning up,” Batman slumped against her as Vivian got him off the seat.

They reemerged to the surface, and just in time, Green Lantern arrived and made a raft for them both to transport them to shore.

“Hi, I'm –” Hal began.

“He needs medical attention,” Vivian told him. “He's got multiple fractures and internal bleeding. I'm doing the best I can to mend him but… it's not… it's not enough.”

“Yeah, we can take him back to the Watchtower. Let me take him.”

“No. I'm coming with you.”

“It's complicated, lady.”

“I don't give a damn about your protocols right now,” she glared at Green Lantern with tears running down her face. “I'm going with you.” Her eyes glowed gold flames and steam exhumed from her body.

“Right, I'll send word to the Tower and get the medical room ready.”

~*~

It was the sound of the heart monitor and the sight of the rise and fall of his chest that kept Vivian awake despite the temptation of sleep. She can't sleep, even when her body wanted to and was telling her to rest. She didn't want to closer her eyes in fear of waking up with the worst to happen. J'onn reassured her that Batman has stable and will be fine, but she refused to leave his side and said she'll stay.

Seeing that Vivian won't budge, Superman handed her a change of clothes and a blanket to keep her warm. He also reassured her that he'll inform Alfred and Dick of Batman's state to ease their worries.

Wonder Woman came to see how she and Bruce were, and offered some words of reassurance that he would be alright. Flash and Green Lantern too, who brought her some coffee and a snack, and attempted a conversation with her – any would be good but they went with the question on when the wedding will be. Flash turned to Green Lantern with an incredulous look then whispered, “Not the right time,” and he made an excuse that they'll head out, and if she needed anything just call.

Alone in the room with Bruce, Vivian reached out to hold his hand, careful with his injuries. “We really should have eloped,” she chuckled. “Dad would have killed you for it, but you're Batman. You could have done something to stay alive…” She leaned down and kissed his knuckles. “A Watchtower filled with gods, aliens, other dimensional beings, and metas, and you're the only one who could do the impossible. A man with nothing but your strength, tools that you made, and guts. A lot of guts. You really are the greatest hero there is, Batman.”

“Greatest hero, huh?” A weak voice spoke.

Raising from the bed, Vivian saw Bruce slowly opening his eyes and attempting to speak. “How bad is it?” He spoke with a hoarse voice, struggling a little. “Is it going to ruin the wedding photos?”

“My love,” Vivian carefully leaned down and placed her forehead on his. “You're okay.”

“I did promise that I'll be home for dinner,” Bruce joked. “And I still have a wedding to go to.”

“You scared me,” Vivian whispered.

Bruce hummed as he felt the familiar feeling of her magic enveloping him. It was doing its work in speeding his recovery, he felt stronger but he also felt how weak it was now. She was weak. Tired. He could see in her eyes how tired she was – he was not surprised, she did just envelope Gotham into one dome and fortified it to take on the missile. He knew she would have stopped the missile, but he got an alert in his gauntlet on the magic she was using with the heat monitor he had in his tech to monitor if she was overusing her magic.

In that moment she was overusing her magic and was burning up, similar to that time she was under Fear Toxin. He could only imagine what would happen to her if she took on that missile. But because of her no one got hurt when the missile and the jet crashed into her shield.

“Lay down beside me,” he said to her. “You need to rest.”

“Bruce.”

“I want you beside me.”

“You need to recover.”

“I need the woman I love beside me.”

Sighing, Vivian laid on the hospital bed and made sure to keep to the side so he wouldn't get hurt. Seeing she was at the very side, Bruce used his arm that was not broken to pull her close to him.

“I'm not fragile, Viv. You can wrap your arms around me,” he told her.

“I don't want to hurt you, that's all,” She carefully did what she was told and wrapped an arm around him. “This would have been an interesting story to tell on our toast.”

Batman hummed a chuckle. “I agree… I have a speech prepared in my study for the toast but I don't think it will ever be said for everyone to hear. And it's sad to know that no one will ever know about it too.”

“What did you say there?” Vivian clasped her hand with his.

“How you always had my back,” said Bruce. “How from our first case, I can count on you to save my life, and to the other cases we faced I can count on you, and this. What you did for Gotham was a testament to that too. Without hesitation you put yourself at risk just so I could get out of that safely.”

“Yet you still waiting for the last minute to do it,” Vivian teasingly chastised him.

“And, like a Phoenix, you life to me again. Bruce Wayne died that day in that alleyway, and I accepted that, then you came along and showed me that he doesn't need to die and there doesn't need to be a distinction between Bruce Wayne and Batman. With you, I can be both. These are not masks. This is who I am, and I can be who I am with you.”

Vivian lifted herself with her elbow and leaned down to kiss his lips. “After Essex, I thought I should say goodbye to that life of mine. I was saying goodbye to the very thing that bonded me to my mother, and then I met you and I realized that starting over doesn't mean I should forget about that part of me. I can start over with my magic. You helped me tap into that magic again. You gave me courage to face my fears and find a new purpose.”

Batman leaned up to brush his nose against hers in an attempt to kiss her. “Let's get married.”

“We are,” Vivian chuckled. “In a couple of months after your recovery.”

“It won't take months for my recovery. Trust me on that,” Bruce smiled. “As soon as I get out of here. Let's get married, just a small one with those we trust — Alfred, Dick, Clark, Diana, and who else you want to invite. Without masks. It's only right that we get married without our masks.”

Vivian smiled. “As Batman and Bruce Wayne?”

Bruce nodded. “As a witch and Vivian Pryor.”

“I like that. We can have our ceremony – our real wedding just for us – and then we put on a show for Gotham.”

“A perfect plan.”

“Let's get married. We can even get married now – I'll call Alfred and Dick,” She laughed.

“After I recover. I want to dance with my wife and carry her into our home.”

“Okay, after your recovery. We head straight to the cave and get married. Just us. No masks.”

“I love you, Pryor.”

“I love you, Wayne.”

“Mind leaning down? I want to kiss you now.”

“Okay, okay,” she leaned down to kiss him over and over.

~*~

Unbeknownst to them, the other members of the Justice League was just outside, about to see him when they got alerts of changes in Bruce's heart monitor, and heard most of their conversation. Well, Superman heard all of it given his super-hearing.

“So, only Superman and Wonder Woman are invited to their wedding?” Flash grumbled.

“If that's the case then Batman shouldn't expect anything from me,” Green Archer muttered.

Wonder Woman rolled her eyes and told them that they should leave the couple alone.

~*~

The request was sudden but Alfred pulled through. He got ordained – online — so he could perform the ceremony, and with a few bribes, he managed to get a marriage license without the secret wedding breaking into the media. Now, as he stood in his son's room, watching him prepare, Alfred couldn't be any happier – prouder that this day was finally here.

His son was finally getting married.

“You sure about this, Bruce?” Dick raised a brow as he watched his surrogate father put on the Bat uniform. “I mean, come on, it's your wedding. At least dress up.”

“If you want to wear a tux, Dick, you're more than welcome to do so,” Bruce chuckled.

“Nah, I'm good with my uniform too. I mean, gotta keep up with the theme,” Dick said as he put on his domino mask and grinned. “Do you know what Viv's gonna wear?”

“She won't tell me. Do you?”

“It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding… or know what it is,” Dick teased him.

“Well,” Alfred got up from his seat. “Considering you will be reserving your Father's tux for the second wedding, I shall see to Ms. Vivian.”

“Thank you, Alfred,” Bruce said.

But before he left, Alfred went to Bruce and fixed the man's cape. “I am proud of you, son. And to be the one to marry you both is a great honor.”

Bruce smiled and brought Alfred to an embrace. “Thank you, Alfred. For everything.”

“Of course, my boy,” Alfred held him tight.

Releasing him, Alfred took one good look at Bruce before leaving the room to see Vivian who was in the other room on her own. He knocked five times on the door, and after a moment he heard the two responding knocks, he opened the door and was met by the sight of the woman wearing the white dress that came in their mail that day from Liverpool.

Her mother's wedding dress.

Her something old.

“Alfred,” she was holding back her tears.

“Now, now, you shouldn't ruin your makeup, Ms. Vivian,” Alfred said as he entered the room with her.

“I know. I just can't believe that this is actually happening…”

“I knew I should have had Master Richard keep you company,” Alfred led her back to her seat, in front of the vanity, where he helped fix her hair by putting only a portion of the locks at front to the back to be held by pearled and floral pins.

“You're something blue,” he raised the blue bejeweled flower pin. “And something borrowed. This was Mrs. Waynes.”

Vivian reached out and held the man's hand. Seeing her smile, Alfred said, “It saddens me that there is no one here to be with you in this room… and though I am not a replacement to your father nor your mother, I hope I can be a proxy to give you away, my dear.”

Vivian nodded, not trusting herself to not cry if she spoke. Alfred squeezed her hand.

“You're more than enough, Alfred,” Vivian leaned on his hand. “Thank you, so much, for accepting me to this home… and for trusting me with your son.”

“I should thank you for making him smile again. I thought I would never see that smile again.”

Finished with her hair, Alfred then pulled out a six-pence out of his shoe. “A six pence in your shoe. May I?”

Vivian nodded and slipped off her shoe so Alfred could put it, then with his aid she wore it again.

“You look wonderful, my dear,” he said to her. His comms beeped, it was Dick telling him that they were in the cave, and that Superman and Wonder Woman were already there. “Well, looks like they're finally ready. Shall we, Professor?”

“Yes, I'm ready,” Vivian then slowly created something in her hands, her magic flowed around as it created a figure of a bouquet of flowers. Lilies. She had conjured lilies from her magic to be her bouquet.

~*~

“Maybe I should have worn something different,” Superman said as he glanced at Diana who wore her ceremonial robes that she wore in Themyscira, but instead of white it was blue. When Bruce told him that he was invited to the ceremony as Superman, he went there wearing his uniform but when he arrived he was surprised to find Diana wearing a dress.

“I told you,” Lois teased him. She wore a dress for the event as well. “Are you all sure with getting married in your uniform?”

Batman nodded.

“Maybe I should have gone earlier to help Vivian prepare.”

“Trust us, she's taken care of,” said Dick. “Besides, they're coming down now… and that's my cue.” Dick pressed a button on his phone which activated the music. From the elevator, Alfred emerged with Vivian in his arms.

Batman let out a breath as he saw her. The real her, not the one Gotham wants her to be. His Vivian. Wearing a white dress that showed everyone the truth of who she was. A witch. The dress looked like it came from those books about witches and enchantresses. A witch who was in touch with her surroundings, nature, and life around her. A green witch if it weren't for her affiliation to fire.

As she walked towards their makeshift altar in the Batcave, Batman couldn't take his eyes off her. No one else was there but them both. All he could see was her smile and the way her eyes twinkled, maybe it was because of the tears of happiness that made it look like they were twinkling he didn't care. She was beautiful, and this was finally happening.

When they came to the altar – which was just the Batcomputer – Alfred handed her to Bruce before taking his place before them both. Batman took her hands in his and kissed her knuckles.

“Can't wait for the instructions, huh?” Dick teased him.

Vivian laughed and clasped Batman's hands with hers.

Alfred began the ceremony, making a speech about love and telling the story about their love and how they were able to find rebirth and a purpose to live – really live again with each other's company.

When it came to their vows, Vivian and Bruce decided to stick to the standard version with a few alterations as they both said their vows to each other during that night in the Watchtower hospital bed. Vows that were meant for each other.

“I, Bruce Wayne, take you, Vivian Pryor, as my wife. I promise to always fight for you, to fight to come back to you everyday. No matter where I am, and no matter what adversary I face, I will come back to you. I promise to take any burden you carry and let you carry mine – your shit is my shit too –” Vivian laughed. “I promise to love you, to care for you, even in death.

“You said that one moment does not define a person's life; It's the journey they made, the memories they leave with those who mourn their passing. I want you to know that you have defined my life’s journey, and I want Gotham – the world to know that you are the very center of Bruce Wayne and Batman’s world.”

When it was Vivian's turn, she took a breath and began, “I, Vivian Pryor, take you, Bruce Wayne, as my husband…” she took a breath again and shrugged. “I forgot what I wrote, so bear with me if this isn’t as romantic as the one you just said.”

“Forgiven,” Batman smirked.

“I’ve been through a hell lot of shit growing up. I’ve seen things that have scared me that I can’t sleep at night because they haunt me still. But just like that night when you found me throwing up in that trash bin, and accused me of setting up the whole murder to get more publicity on my books –”

“Wait, what?” Lois raised a brow.

“You did what?” Clark questioned Bruce.

“-- you still wrapped your cloak around me when you saw that I needed help. When I was overwhelmed with those that were haunting me, you didn’t know what was happening but you protected me in that simple act. What I’m trying to say is, you have a good heart,” Vivian smiled and placed her hand on his chest. “One that cares for anyone in need and even the villains you face. And I promise to protect that good man from ever descending to madness. They keep telling you that you’re just one bad day away from becoming like them — so, I promise you, that I will be here to remind Batman of who he is. His mission. His code. I will keep this good man grounded.

“I promise to help ease the burdens you carry because I know that there are so many and how heavy it is for you. Your shit is my shit too. I promise to always be here waiting for you to come home, but I will always have your back either if it’s to cover for you when Batman goes missing, or to fake an accident because Batman broke his leg, or to answer your call for help.

“I promise to love you – the whole you, the one that doesn’t need to wear a mask. And even in death I will love you, Bruce, because I promise that in whatever plane you are sent to in the afterlife, I will fight whatever gatekeeper there is – Charon, Lucifer, the freaking angels – so I can be with you. I love you, Batman, from our first case to our last.”

Batman reached up and caressed her cheek. “I love you, Vivian. From our first kiss to our last.”

When it was time for the rings, Dick handed them the wedding bands, and Bruce was surprised when he saw the customized wedding band for him. It was the design that Vivian had customized for him. It was sleek and black with a single silver stipe in the middle, and inside he saw the engraving: you have my heart – Vivian.

Her wedding band was made of silver, a simple one, and inside she saw the engraving: my love, my life – Bruce.

As Alfred gave the permission for the couple to finally kiss as husband and wife, Vivian removed Batman’s cowl and brought him to a deep and passionate kiss. Cheers came from their witnesses of four as they celebrated the official union between Bruce and Vivian.

Breaking the kiss, Bruce picked her up, carrying her in his arms, just as he promised he would do, and kissed her again. Breaking the kiss, Vivian looked at him lovingly and said, “Now and forever, Mr. Pryor.”

Bruce smiled and pressed his forehead on hers. “Now and forever, Mrs. Wayne.”

#batman #batman x oc #bruce wayne #dc fanfic #fanfic #batman fanfiction

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bearcreekcabins · 6 months ago

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calciseptinefic · 2 years ago

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a luxury few can afford

Marvel || Wade Wilson/Peter Parker || Part 2 notes: this fic is also available on ao3 warnings: kissing i guess

Part 1

When Peter gets home, he goes in through his bedroom window. It's on the seventh floor of a seven story walk-up and it faces an old brick wall; there's barely enough room between the two buildings for the fire escape, let alone a view, but Peter likes the privacy. He crawls in, landing on the welcome mat MJ bought him as a tongue-in-cheek house warming gift, and begins to undress. Mask and gloves, body suit and boots are left in a puddle on the floor. His web-shooters go in the top drawer of his bedside table, rattling around with spare cartridges. His phone stays in his hand.

He doesn't turn the lamp on. He just flops onto his unmade bed. Sighs. The old comforter is cool and soft against his back, and it makes him more aware of how tired he is. How his body aches, from the arches of his feet to the spot between his shoulders. He lets himself close his eyes and rest. Not sleep, not yet, but... rest.

It has been a long day. Even without the unexpected emotional rollercoaster that was the last half-hour with Wade, Peter's attended two classes and worked in his undergraduate lab; had lunch with MJ where she scrutinized the purpling bags under his eyes; went to a brief meeting with Jameson that ended, as always, with a headache; and patrolled for half the night as Spiderman.

Peter almost doesn't want to look at his phone screen. If he marks the time, it will make the lateness of the night real, make his tiredness real.

But he still needs to text Wade.

Groaning, Peter forces himself to turn on his phone. The white glow of the screen is bright in the darkness and it proclaims that it is 2:47. Below that are notifications, several of which are unread messages from Wade:

>> u left ur burrito >> [wade-mouth-full-of-food-scarred-cheeks-puffed-out-like-a-chipmunk.png] >> dinners on me next time and next time >> [heart on fire emoji] [taco emoji] [fart cloud emoji]

Warmth pools in Peter's chest. He double taps the picture so it fills his screen. Peter's eyes trace the exposed curves of Wade's face: his straight nose, his strong jaw, the high crest of his cheekbones. I kissed him, Peter thinks. And he kissed me back. And after tomorrow—

After tomorrow.

Peter worries his bottom lip with his teeth as he sets his phone face-down on his naked chest. A strange sense of dread-but-not-dread is curled up inside him next to his confidence and anticipation. He isn't nervous about breaking into one of Kingpin's facilities, hacking into their system, and downloading everything he needs—that Matt needs—to get the DA's office interested, especially not with Wade providing the right distraction. And he's not nervous about the blowjob he traded for Wade's help, either, despite his limited experience. He has everything he wanted, and more. So why is he...?

Peter's phone vibrates on his sternum.

>> [open book emoji] left on read??? [open book emoji] >> [ghost emoji] ghosted??? [ghost emoji]

Wade. The strangeness Peter feels recedes a bit. Maybe the weirdness is because of the late hour, because of his exhaustion, because of the turn the night took. After he gets some sleep, maybe the blank buzz of his thoughts will settle. He's just overreacting, overthinking, oversomething, his anxiety creeping in as he slows down.

<< About to fall asleep so... neither? << Laying down was a bad idea.

>> tired, bby?

<< Always.

>> so etch a little sketch for me sweetheart >> we can fill in the details in the morning >> [bob-ross-dabbing-paint-onto-a-canvas.gif]

"Happy little clouds," Peter says softly to himself, before responding:

<< You sure? I have class tomorrow. << I might reply sporadically.

>> whats life w/o a little surprise? >> besides ur brain is big n juicy >> [nerd face emoji] >> u prbly already have this masterminded

<< Of course I have a plan, Wade.

>> see? [eyes emoji] [eyes emoji] [eyes emoji] >> master. minded.

Peter types out the bare bones of his plans: the where, the when, the who, and the how. He has the layouts of the building they need to infiltrate, which he'll send to Wade from his laptop, and some other possibly vital pieces of information compiled into a folder. Truthfully, Wade probably doesn't need them. His role is to cause a distraction large enough to pull Kingpin's goons away from the room Peter needs to access, and if there's one thing Wade knows how to do, it's be a large distraction. Still, Peter types:

<< I can send them to you now, if you don't want to wait.

>> honestly baby boy im a guns a' blazin' katanas OUT kinda dude >> [will-smith-men-in-black-dont-even-worry-about-it.gif] >> hey non-sequitur but do u think aliens are real???

<< You literally got your arm chopped off by a Badoon weapons dealer last week.

>> u mean ARMS dealer right?

<< I'm going to bed, Wade. Goodnight.

>> [flexed biceps emoji] >> [flexed biceps emoji] >> [flexed biceps emoji] >> [flexed biceps emoji] >> [flexed biceps emoji] >> [flexed biceps emoji]

( . . . )

>> sleep tight petey pie

( . . . )

>> [flexed biceps emoji]

The next day, between his classes and a very sad, very soggy, half-priced bagel that masquerades as his lunch, Peter and Wade hash out the details. They pin down a time and two point five contingency plans. They also pick a rooftop rendezvous point where, at just past midnight, Wade stands with his hands on his hips and comments, "Well, this is very hand-wavy, but I guess that could have gone worse."

In the distance, another boom echoes through the night.

"Could have gone better, though," he concedes. "Man, I did not mean to blow that much shit up."

"Is it... supposed to keep exploding?" Peter asks faintly.

"Your guess is as good as mine. That C4 has been stashed in the depths of my closet for god knows how long. I didn't think plastic explosives went bad but hey, I've always been a guns guy." Wade takes a small square device out of one of the many pouches clipped to his tactical belt. He smacks it a few times, hard against the butt of his hand, as though it were a flashlight with dying batteries. "That or my wireless detonator is being temperamental. Encrypted radio signals my sweet left butt cheek—"

Another massive boom.

"Ah," Wade says. "I guess it is working."

"Just how much C4 did you rig?"

"A lot, baby boy. A lot."

Smoke rises against the skyline and the high, thin wail of sirens cuts through the ambient sounds of the city. Peter is both shocked and impressed by the level of destruction Wade managed to wreak in a single half hour. He can't say he's upset by it—Fisk is an evil cockroach who comes back no matter how many times he's been squashed—but it does make Peter worry for Wade.

"I realize this might be a belated question," Peter says. "But you aren't going to be targeted for this, are you?"

Wade shrugs, and says, "No more and no less than usual. One of the upsides of being a man for hire is that most people assume my actions are the dictates of whoever can pay me. No one knows the difference between that and when I do something for literally any other reason. And those shitheads," Wade jerks a thumb in the vague direction of the building he blew up. "They certainly aren't gonna realize that I'm helping out my friendly neighborhood Spiderman instead of exacting some form of revenge for a rival crime lord. I also miiiiight have gone around yelling, 'You know what you did, Fiskers!' for extra obfuscation. You know, as a treat." Wade looks away from his handiwork to Peter. "You get what you need?"

"Right here." Peter pats his thigh, where he stashed the flash drive in a slim, hidden pocket the exact size of a lighter. It is the only pocket he has and he always uses it for this exact purpose. Well, carrying flash drives and crumpled five dollar bills for the hot dog stand. "Just need to get it to Matt."

"A little late night assignation in the devil's secret lair?" Wade wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

"Yeah, it's called dropping it off at his office and leaving immediately." Peter rolls his eyes. Then—because the night went well, because he's feeling good and flirty and maybe a little jittery—he says, mock flippantly, "Besides, I already have plans for the evening."

"Oh?" Wade says. "What kind of plans?"

"After I drop this evidence off, I'm going to head home. I'm going to take a shower, then text a certain mercenary my address. Then... well, I did offer a certain service in exchange for his services."

Wade hums, a small noise of acknowledgement, before stepping into Peter's personal bubble, crowding him. Only a sliver of negative space exists between them. Their difference in stature and build is emphasized when they stand together like this; the top of Peter's head grazes the underside of Wade's chin, and Wade's bulky frame is nearly double that of Peter's rangy limbs. Peter sways forward unconsciously, wanting to be closer.

"And what, exactly, is the payment for this mercenary's time and expertise?" Wade asks. His voice has dropped half an octave. It's the voice Wade uses when he's pissed off or about to do something reckless. Or dangerous. Or all of the above. It's the same voice Wade used last night, when he told Peter to shut up, when he told Peter exactly how he wanted him. Peter already knows he's probably going to develop an embarrassing Pavlovian response if Wade continues to talk like that.

Peter doesn't answer. He feels like he's boiling inside his suit. His mouth is dry and his tongue sticks to his hard palate.

"Tell me," Wade murmurs, tilting his head so his masked mouth hovers by Peter's temple. They still aren't touching. "I want to hear what you're gonna give me."

"My mouth," Peter manages to whisper.

"Your mouth." Wade presses a knuckle gently against Peter's sternum. Beneath the bone, his heart jackrabbits. "Gonna get you naked and put you on your knees."

Peter's eyes flutter shut.

"You have such a pretty mouth, baby boy," Wade croons. "Fucking love it when you let me see you, mask rolled up over your cute little nose. Love it when you eat, when you talk, when you smile at me. Love it when you pout, when you frown. You chew on your lip a lot, did you know that? When you're thinking hard about something. Or when you want to say something but don't know how to say it." Wade's knuckle slides a little further down Peter's body, stopping just below his belly button. "And now you're gonna let me stuff it full. Do you like Thai?"

The sudden change in subject, the abrupt switch from praise to food preferences, is disorienting. Peter isn't entirely sure he heard right.

"W-what?"

"Do you like Thai?"

"Thai?"

"You know, Som Tam, Pad See Ew, Pad Kra Pao, Panang curry," Wade continues in that low, low voice of his, though the words are at odds with the pitch. "I told you dinner was on me next time. I thought we might like to change it up from our normal Mexican routine."

"Umm, yeah, I like Thai." Wade is still touching his lower belly, still hovering by his ear, still crowding him. Peter talks, but it feels disconnected from the way his entire being vibrates, a string held taut by Wade's fingers. "There was a place by Aunt May's work we went to a lot. I liked their Tom Yum and the, uh, mango sticky rice."

"Spoiled." Wade makes Peter's dessert preference sound like an extreme indulgence. "I'll get a little bit of everything then, when I come over tomorrow."

"Wait, what?" Peter's head snaps to the side so he can look at Wade directly. Their faces are less than a breath apart. "Tomorrow? I thought you were coming over tonight!" A black tendril of self-doubt climbs into Peter's brain. "Or do you... do you not want to?"

"Baby boy, if I did what I wanted, I would have fucked you raw the second I got my smoky ass up on this roof, so don't think those dumb thoughts that you're currently thinking in your usually brilliant brain." Wade rubs his nose against Peter's. His voice has returned to its normal register. "Of course I want to. But your tank is on empty. You're going to crash from the adrenaline in oh, twenty minutes, give or take."

"No I'm not," Peter says petulantly.

"Yeah, you are," Wade says back.

"Nuh-uh."

"Uh-huh."

"Wade, come on," Peter whines. He's less overwhelmed, now, and he can finally put his hands on Wade's firm chest without wanting to explode like Wade's expired C4. "Why won't you just let me suck your dick like we planned?"

A short pause. Then Wade mumbles, "Yes, I know he's begging, I'm right fucking here." Another short pause, like the missing side of a phone conversation. "Shut up, you voyeuristic parasites, this is my blowjob, not yours, and I'll get it how I want it—"

"Waaaaaaade," Peter cajoles, poking Wade in the ribs. "Pay attention to meeeeeeee."

"Sorry, sweetheart, the peanut gallery is going nuts."

"Bad pun, booooo."

"Can't always shell it out—"

Peter boos again.

"Okay okay okay, I'll stop." The white eyes of Wade's mask are curved into half-moons, the way they do when Wade is about to laugh. "Seriously, though. Not tonight. You're dead on your feet. I want you to swing your cute little butt to Hell's Kitchen, give the devil his due, then swing home and sleep for a minimum of eight hours. Then when you wake up, you're gonna eat breakfast and take it easy. Do whatever normal college students do on a Saturday. Study, play video games, doom scroll on Twitter, whatever. You are not going to text me until seven."

"Seven?"

"Seven pee-ehm Eastern Standard Time, for clarification. Not a minute before. Alright?"

Peter grumbles incoherently.

"Do it before then and ♪~I'll make you wait another night~♪," Wade sing-songs.

"Okay, Jesus, not before seven!" Peter laughs despite himself. "I can't believe you're making me wait to give you a blowjob."

"What can I say? I'm a man of hidden depths."

For a few minutes, they stand together quietly. Peter knows the night is coming to a close because—as Wade predicted—the adrenaline is fading out of Peter's system and being replaced by lethargy. Neither of them have real reason to linger on the rooftop save for the unshakeable fact that neither wants to be the first to go.

"Alright, alright," Wade says quietly as he takes one, two, three steps back. Peter's hands fall empty to his sides. "I know how much you hate seeing me leave but love watching me go, so..."

Wade takes a few more steps back. Stops.

"Seven," Peter croaks.

"Seven," Wade answers. Another several steps. "Thai?"

"Thai's good."

Another step. "Yeah that's—" Wade clears his throat. Step. He reaches the edge, calves bumping the concrete. "I'll just—ah, you know what? Fuck it."

Wade's boots crunch on the gravel as he stalks back to Peter, who's already yanking the bottom half of his mask up over his nose, ready for what he knows is coming. When they meet, their lips connect first; then Peter's hands are on Wade's shoulders; then Wade's palms are gripping Peter's thighs; then Peter's legs are around Wade's thick waist. The kiss is filthier, wetter, hungrier than the last two they shared, Wade's tongue and teeth unrelenting as he tries to taste all he can of Peter's mouth. Peter feels that instant dizziness once again. His entire world has narrowed to the feel of Wade against him, holding him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Wade groans as his teeth move down Peter's jaw to his throat. Peter tilts his head back for him. "Can't believe I thought I was just gonna leave you—"

Wade bites into the soft flesh below the hinge of Peter's jaw, worrying it crimson, coaxing the blood as close to the thin veneer of Peter's skin as he can without breaking it. Peter sobs at the tide of sensation, hips flexing.

"Please," Peter cries. "Please, I need you to—"

"No," Wade growls against his throat. The grip Wade has on his thighs tightens, forcing Peter to stop rolling his hips against Wade's stomach. Peter doesn't wear a cup, just a plain jockstrap, and he's gotten so hard so fast it's painful. He wants to grind himself against Wade until he comes, but Wade isn't letting him.

"Wade, please—"

"I said no, baby boy."

"Please?" Peter tries again more sweetly. "I won't—I won't text you until—til seven, I promise, I promise, but—oh god—I need—"

"I know, trust me, I know," Wade says, soothingly. His thumbs are rubbing little circles into Peter's thighs. "I should have just left, but you kept looking at me and I'm selfish and I couldn't not give you a goodnight kiss. But that's all it's gonna be, Pete. A goodnight kiss. No more until tomorrow."

Peter makes a small noise of frustration and tries to break Wade's hold on his hips. He can't, even though he's physically stronger than Wade, because Wade has better leverage. Peter balls one hand into a fist and beats it against Wade's back, taking out some of his resentment on Wade.

"Asshole!" Peter chokes out.

"I know. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have, I know, but I couldn't help it." Wade tucks his face into the crook of Peter's neck again. "I'll make it up to you. Pinky swear. Just... let it out, okay?"

Peter hits Wade in the back again, because Wade is a dick, then clings to him, trembling. He's been violently yanked back and forth between arousal and non-arousal so many times in the past twenty-four hours that he doesn't know whether to be angry about it or sullen. So he shakes, torn by his frustration, and lets Wade comfort him.

"I hate you," Peter mumbles once he feels normal again. Impressively, Wade is still holding him. Despite his size, Peter is not light. "I know you said you didn't want an angry blowjob, but I have a feeling that's what you're gonna get."

"Then I get an angry blowjob." Wade lets Peter down gently. "You okay to swing around? I can call you a taxi, if you want. I know a guy. Good guy. Won't tell anyone he carted Spiderman around, because he knows I'll use his entrails as Christmas lights if he does."

Peter wrinkles his nose.

"God, you're so cute when you're grossed out." Wade boops the tip of Peter's nose. "But seriously, you good? You look like you're going to fall asleep standing."

Peter feels it. He's completely drained. Wade's acknowledgement of it makes him yawn, his mouth opening so wide that his jaw cracks. He'll be fine, though. He's swung home tired before. Hell, he's swung home with wounds and broken bones and blood loss before. He'll be fine.

"If you say so, baby boy," says Wade. Then, as quick as a strike, he presses a small kiss to Peter's cheek. There's a big, shit-eating grin on his face when he pulls back, and he dodges the half-hearted swipe Peter aims at his head. "Okay, last one til tomorrow, gonna go now before you kill me, toodles, exeunt stage right!"

The last bit is a shout caught by the wind as Wade flings himself off the roof. There's a grappling hook sunk into the ledge and a thunk as Wade's boots hit the side of the building. They're pretty high up, but Wade will be on the street within seconds; he rappels nearly as fast as Peter falls. Peter knows this because, a few years ago, Wade goaded him into seeing who could get from the top of the Chrysler Building down to the street fast, loser buys tacos.

Wade had bought tacos. It was their first meal together. The first time Wade had rolled up his mask and the first time Peter had rolled up his.

Tomorrow, they'll have another meal like that. This time without masks completely. And it's this thought that keeps Peter going for the next hour, fueling him through the trip to Matt's office; pushing him on the journey back home; and helping him peel off his suit and scrub the sweat and smoke off his skin. When he collapses into bed, he falls asleep almost instantly, and dreams of nothing.

Part 3

#spideypool #spiderman #deadpool #peter parker #wade wilson #rating: e #pairing: wade wilson/peter parker

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clevercatchphrase · 22 days ago

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I have another webcomic site that I want to add to the Beware section. The site in question is called fanon.co. My issues with this site are numerous, so I have put it under a read more to spare you the scrolling, but there is a TL;DR at the bottom.

Late last September, a deviantart account called Fancomics-official contacted me through the notes asking me to check out their new website, fanon.co, and prompted me to post my undertale fan comic, ghost switch, to their site.

I gave the site a cursory look but wasn't impressed, so I clicked away and left it at that. Two days later, the deviantart account contacted me again still asking for feedback, so I made a burner account and dug a little deeper on the site, but came back with several concerns.

I shared these concerns on fanon.co's public deviantart page but, sensing that this website may not be trusted, I saved the screen shots to the internet archive, and I'm very glad I did, because less than 4 days later my comments were deleted and the deviantart account was terminated. (I am assuming self-terminated, but I cannot be sure.) Also, I do not know why, but the screenshots don't seem to be loading correctly on the wayback machine. You CAN see that the screen grab is there, and it will load for a quick second, but then the website goes white. Does anyone know why this happens? Either way, knowing that my scathing review was likely to get deleted, I saved my own screenshots to my personal computer and have them below.

DISCLAIMER: These comments were written and posted on September 30th, 2024. The information in these comments, especially around the terms of service and privacy policy, were accurate and true to the information provided on fanon.co at the time of writing. If their terms of service are different now, it means the website has been updated since. The terms of service page and privacy page were also screen grabbed on September 30th, and can be viewed on the wayback machine here and here, respectively.

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Hello, fancomics-official. While I appreciate the invitation to post my fan comic, Ghost Switch, to your website, I will have to decline for several reasons. You asked for feedback in the note you sent me, and I would like to share it publicly so other creators thinking about hosting their comics on your site will be able to see my issues and concerns.

But before I get into that, let me list the two positives I have with the site. 1) I like about the site; I do like how you have a "Read the original here" link for comics based off fan fics, or comics originally posted to webtoons. I wish every comic features there had the "read the original here" that would like to the original da/tumblr comic. I also wish this link was bigger and at the top of the page. 2) I also appreciate declaring when a comic was made with AI tools so I know to avoid them.

Some minor additions I would like to see; 1)time stamps of some kind that lets me know when a comic was posted/last updated. I use dates and timestamps to determine the "activeness" of users on other sites, and it lets me know if a comic is still in progress or has been abandoned. 2) the ability to change or turn off the little witch flying towards the golden snitch at the top of the page. It's a little too big and distracting. 3)add a block feature that will hide another creator's comic from me completely and prevent them from seeing any of my works.

Now for my major criticisms.

First off, please add a Light Mode toggle. I know dark more is popular with a majority of people, but reading bright white text on a solid black background was hurting my eyes when I was reading your Terms of Service and Privacy Policy. Also, please make the text bigger on your terms of service and privacy policy pages. It is so oddly small, and again, difficult to [read.]

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Second, speaking of your Terms of Service, I would like to see more clarification in how fanon.co would like to use creator's work. When clicking around the site I quickly discovered you promote the use of AI [generated artwork]. You even appear to be in apro-AI group here on DA. Under your "User Content and Intellectual Property Rights" section of your terms, it states "By displaying User content, you grant us a non-exclusive, worldwide irrevocable, sub licensable license to use, reproduce, adapt, public, translate, and distribute it in any and all media." Does this mean you would feed my art work into an AI generator without my permission? Does this mean you would compile my artwork into a book and publish it without asking me first? Does this mean you would turn my comic into a video dub and monetize it on youtube without my consent? This statement is very vague and is a red flag to me. I know you say in the sentence prior that "You own all rights to the User Content you create and post to this platform", but the truth is, the very nature of transformative fanworks is such a legal grey area, you can't in good faith assert this. You claim I may 100% ow my fanwork, but I really don't. I don't legally own the core characters in my Undertale fancomic. Undertale's creator, Toby Fox, does. And while Toby may be very supportive of fanworks, he could absolutely send a cease and desist to my comic if it was being used to generate revenue without his permission, and he'd be in his full legal right to do so. The Walt Disney Company has been known to send CADs to fan artists who sell prints and unlicensed merch of their characters. Fan fic authors have been sued in the past for sharing stories for free because they used characters from a property they didn't [own].

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The idea that posting my comic to your site would automatically give you a license to use it however you wish does not fill me with confidence.

Third. Add a "Terminate Account" button somewhere on the user settings page. I created a throw away account to see behind the scenes and quickly realized I couldn't delete the account I made.

Fourth. I would like to see more transparency about who owns and runs fanon.co on your site somewhere. Is there a reason you don't want users to know you're based out of India? While researching your privacy policy I noticed all the copyright laws you mentioned were under India's legal guidelines. You also don't mention it here on your deviantART account, twitter, instagram or tiktok. Your reddit seems to be suspended, which is a yellow flag for me. The fact that you are not forthcoming about this does not fill me with confidence, and I feel like an American's understanding of fair use/copyright law may come into conflict with India's fair use, copyright law and usage rights.

Fifth. You are just... "too new" for me to feel confident about using your site. I can't find anything about you before this year, so you don't feel vetted yet. Your terms state that you have stakeholders, which makes me [think the site is monetized in someway that i can't see.]

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You also require someone to make an account to read the comics hosted there which just doesn't make sense to me. Why would readers create an entire new account on an entirely new website to read comics when a majority of these comics can already be read on other sites for free? I won't be pushing an audience to a new site when they're already comfortable right here, and I don't see the need to post my comic to yet another site that I'd have to maintain and keep track of.

Thanks again for your interest, but I will not be using fanon.co any time soon. I do hope you improve and find the userbase who loves you.

As I stated earlier, a few days after I left this review, fancomics-official deleted my comment and terminated their account. I've been keeping tabs on the site, and a little more than 2 months later, they updated the socials on the bottom of fanon.co's homepage to link to a new (backup) deviantart account, now under the name thisisfanon. this is also the name they go by here on tumblr, though they are not very active.

TL;DR:

Everything about fanon.co just feels... off and sketchy to me. I cannot find any information on them prior to march 2024. In short, my issues summed up in no particular order are;

You cannot read any fan comic on their site without making an account, which seems like it is defeating the point. You can read comics on tumblr, da, webtoons, and other comic sites without making an account or even logging in, and a lot of comics on Fanon.co started on these websites instead

Once you make an account, there is no clear way of deleting your account aside from maybe contacting the web developers directly and asking them to terminate it for you (and I do not even know if they will do this. I'm keeping my burner to keep tabs on them)

There is a lack of transparency on how they wish to use your artwork. While they don't outright say that they will feed your art to an AI model, they do not deny they won't do this anywhere either, and since they happily allow and promote comics made with AI, I do not believe any comic posted there is safe in their hands.

Lack of basic features like a light mode toggle, or a block button.

Lack of transparency on how the site makes money. It claims to have stakeholders, so I assume fanon.co is being monetized in some way, but there are no sign-up fees, subscription models or ads from what I have seen, which leads me to believe they are using user information and artwork to generate revenue somehow without disclaiming it.

Lack of transparency on ownership. Just because the website isn't based in the USA doesn't automatically make it suspicious. DeviantART has it's address in Ireland, and Royal Road (an original fiction/webnovel website) is based in Israel, and I have used both sites with confidence because these two sites are very clear and open about it. Fanon.co's ownership almost feels intentionally obfuscated to me, and since it's an entire website based on fan work featuring characters, settings, and plot lines that we fans do not own, I feel like this could be a copyright nightmare if the wrong IP holder got mad at a fan comic and wanted to pursue legal action against the artist. I do not believe fanon.co has the ability or inclination to protect fan artists who live outside of India since our copyright laws are different.

All in all, comic artist, especially those making fan comics, beware of this new website until it's been around long enough to be trusted. Always read the Privacy Policy and Terms of Service in every site you join!!

Webcomic platforms can help get your comic published when you want something quick and easy to start out! They generally share a few qualities:

They format everything in a basic way so you don't have to do much set up your own space to look nice on web/mobile

They have no fee to publish your comics there, because you are using their web hosting

They may get your comic in front of other readers with mobile apps or online catalogs

If you meet their criteria, you may also be able to find hosting with digital comic stores, publishers, and collectives, and this may get you a bit more in the way of money, promotional opportunities, or editor assistance.

Even if you choose to host your website on its own webhost with a comic CMS, you might also consider finding a platform that aligns with your comic goals and "mirroring" your pages there.

In this post, we look at all the webcomic platforms out there we could find in our research!

This post may be updated as time goes on as new platforms enter the hosting arena, or other important updates come to light.

Questions:

💻 Everyone uses social media, could I just use that as a platform for my comic? - One-shot or strip comics without a continuous story that can be read in any order can do okay on social media, and people have adapted Tumblr to display a series of pages. But for continuous long-form stories, social media platforms are better for keeping your readers updated and general promotion.

📚 Wait, what if I want to build my own website and drive people there? - We have another masterlist of website hosts for that!

🕵️‍♀️What kinds of restrictions can I expect? - Many comic platforms have restrictions on NSFW content, links to other sites, or could be invite/application-only. We've tried to note those on the cards, as well as a list of comic platforms that have predatory business practices at the very end that we recommend avoiding. Always do your research!

Webcomic Platforms

Webtoon Canvas

Tapas

Webtoon Originals

SpiderForest Webcomic Collective

Hiveworks

ComicFury

The Duck

Saturday AM

GlobalComix

NamiComi

DillyHub

Shrine Comics

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Pick of the day - dal mio blog stefanorossiautomotiveinternational.blogspot.com . La mia scelta del giorno ricade oggi su una BMW Serie 1 F40 - o terza serie, o serie uscente. Si tratta, nella fattispecie, di un 118d duemila turbodiesel da 150cv con cambio automatico ed allestimento top di gamma M-Sport. Recentissima, in quanto immatricolata nel gennaio 2024, con soli 18.000 km all'attivo (ovvero, poco più che "rodata"!), dotata di clima automatico bizona, cruise control, navigatore, cerchi in lega da 18 pollici, fari a LED, portellone ad apertura elettrica, telecamera per retromarcia, BMW My Modes, palette al volante per cambio, cristalli privacy e tanto altro ancora - viene messa in vendita da PENSKE CARS, gruppo plurimandatario con vettura visibile presso loro showroom di Desio (MB), a 31.900,00 euro. Già, l'usato ha il suo perché. Stefano Rossi - blog's author.

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Rent a Car in Kozhikode, Kerala: Hassle-Free Travel Solutions

Kozhikode, or Calicut, is a vibrant coastal city in Kerala known for its rich history, scenic beauty, and bustling marketplaces. Whether you’re a tourist exploring Kerala or a local needing reliable transportation, rent a car in Kerala Kozhikode provide the perfect blend of convenience, comfort, and affordability.

Why Rent a Car in Kozhikode?

Flexibility Renting a car gives you the freedom to plan your itinerary, stop at your preferred spots, and travel at your own pace.

Convenience With options like self-drive rentals and chauffeur-driven cars, you can choose the service that suits your travel style.

Wide Range of Vehicles From economy cars for budget-conscious travelers to luxury vehicles for special occasions, car rental services offer something for everyone.

Affordable Pricing Competitive rates and customizable rental packages make car rentals a cost-effective choice for short and long trips.

Types of Rental Cars Available in Kozhikode

1. Self-Drive Rentals

Ideal for travelers who prefer privacy and independence.

Perfect for exploring nearby attractions like Kappad Beach or Wayanad.

2. Chauffeur-Driven Cars

Professional drivers ensure a relaxed and stress-free journey.

Great for events, weddings, or business trips.

3. Luxury Car Rentals

Vehicles like Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Audi are available for special occasions or corporate events.

4. Economy Cars

Compact and fuel-efficient, these cars are perfect for daily commutes or solo travelers.

5. SUVs and MPVs

Ideal for family trips or group outings, offering extra space and comfort.

Top Destinations to Explore from Kozhikode

Kappad Beach: The historic site where Vasco da Gama landed in 1498.

Beypore Port: Renowned for its traditional wooden boats (Uru).

Thusharagiri Waterfalls: A tranquil escape into nature, just a short drive away.

Wayanad: A scenic hill station easily accessible by road.

Mananchira Square: A serene park in the heart of the city.

Tips for Renting a Car in Kozhikode

Book in Advance Secure your preferred vehicle, especially during peak tourist seasons.

Check Documents Ensure the car rental agency provides valid insurance, registration, and permits.

Inspect the Vehicle Before starting your journey, check the car’s condition and report any existing damage to avoid disputes later.

Understand Rental Policies Clarify terms regarding mileage, fuel usage, and additional charges to avoid surprises.

Trusted Car Rental Services in Kozhikode

Southgate Travels Offering a diverse fleet of vehicles, including luxury cars, SUVs, and economy options, Southgate Travels is a trusted name for car rentals in Kerala. They provide both self-drive and chauffeur-driven services.

Zoomcar A popular platform for self-drive rentals with easy app-based bookings.

Local Car Rental Agencies Local operators offer personalized services and affordable packages tailored to your travel needs.

Why Choose Southgate Travels for Car Rentals in Kozhikode?

Diverse Fleet: Options ranging from budget-friendly cars to premium vehicles.

Flexible Packages: Hourly, daily, or weekly rental options to suit your plans.

Well-Maintained Vehicles: Regularly serviced cars for a safe and smooth journey.

24/7 Support: Dedicated customer service to assist you anytime.

Conclusion

Renting a car in Kozhikode is the easiest way to explore the city and its surroundings. Whether it’s a short trip to a local attraction or a longer journey to nearby destinations, car rental services in Kozhikode offer flexibility, comfort, and reliability.

For premium car rental services, contact Southgate Travels and make your travel experience in Kozhikode truly unforgettable!

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Rental Cars in Calicut: The Best Way to Explore Kerala's Hidden Gems

Calicut, also known as Kozhikode, is a beautiful coastal city in Kerala that combines rich history, vibrant culture, and natural beauty. From its bustling markets and historic landmarks to serene beaches and lush hill stations, Calicut offers a wealth of experiences for every traveler. One of the best ways to explore this charming city and the surrounding regions is by rental cars calicut provide you with the flexibility, comfort, and convenience to visit attractions at your own pace, allowing you to make the most of your trip.

Why Rent a Car in Calicut?

1. Freedom and Flexibility

When you rent a car in Calicut, you have the freedom to explore the city and beyond at your own pace. Public transportation and taxis might be available, but they come with their limitations in terms of timing and destinations. A rental car allows you to design your own itinerary, visit lesser-known spots, and stop wherever you want to take in the views or snap a photo. Whether you wish to visit the famous Kappad Beach or venture into the misty hills of Wayanad, a rental car gives you complete control over your schedule.

2. Comfort and Convenience

Renting a car provides a level of comfort and privacy that other modes of transportation can’t offer. Whether you’re traveling with family, friends, or solo, having your own car means you can travel in air-conditioned comfort, store your belongings securely, and move around the city with ease. This is particularly important when exploring places like Calicut, where you may need to drive long distances to reach some of the most popular tourist spots.

3. Cost-Effective for Groups

If you’re traveling in a group, renting a car can be more cost-effective than relying on taxis or auto-rickshaws. Instead of hiring multiple vehicles, you can rent a single car or SUV that accommodates everyone, sharing the rental cost. Plus, having one vehicle makes it easier to stick together and enjoy the trip as a group.

Top Destinations to Visit with a Rental Car in Calicut

When you rent a car in Calicut, you can easily access some of the most beautiful and fascinating places in the region. Here are a few must-visit spots you can explore with your rental car:

1. Kappad Beach

Kappad Beach holds historical significance as the place where Vasco da Gama first landed in India in 1498. Just a short drive from the city, this peaceful beach offers golden sands and calm waters. It’s an ideal spot for a relaxed day by the sea, with opportunities for swimming and enjoying the scenic surroundings.

2. Mananchira Square

Mananchira Square is the cultural heart of Calicut, featuring the beautiful Mananchira Lake surrounded by lush gardens. It’s a great place to take a leisurely stroll, enjoy the greenery, and experience the local vibe. With a rental car, you can easily reach this peaceful area and spend a relaxing afternoon.

3. Wayanad

Located about 80 km from Calicut, Wayanad is a serene hill station known for its misty hills, waterfalls, wildlife sanctuaries, and trekking trails. A rented car makes it easy to access Wayanad’s many attractions, such as Edakkal Caves, Pookode Lake, and the Wayanad Wildlife Sanctuary. The scenic drive through the Western Ghats will add a touch of adventure to your journey.

4. Beypore Beach

If you’re looking for a quiet beach experience, Beypore Beach is a great option. Situated about 10 km from Calicut, this beach is known for its traditional shipbuilding industry and peaceful atmosphere. It’s a fantastic place to unwind, take a walk on the pier, or enjoy a boat ride. With your own car, you can easily visit and explore the surrounding areas.

5. Thusharagiri Waterfalls

Located about 50 km from Calicut, Thusharagiri Waterfalls is a hidden gem that is perfect for nature lovers. The waterfall is surrounded by lush forests and provides an excellent setting for a peaceful retreat. With a rental car, you can enjoy a scenic drive to the falls, which is located in the Wayanad district, and embark on a short trek to reach the water’s base.

Types of Car Rentals in Calicut

There are different types of rental options available in Calicut, depending on your preferences and travel needs:

1. Self-Drive Rentals

For those who prefer the independence and freedom of driving, self-drive rentals are a great choice. Whether you want a compact car for a city tour or a larger SUV for a long trip to the hills, you can find a wide range of vehicles available for rent. Self-drive rentals give you complete control over your travel schedule and route, making them ideal for explorers and adventure seekers.

2. Chauffeur-Driven Rentals

If you prefer a more relaxed experience, chauffeur-driven rentals are a fantastic option. A professional driver, familiar with local roads and attractions, will take you to your desired destinations while you relax and enjoy the ride. This option is ideal for tourists who don’t want to deal with the stress of navigating unfamiliar roads or dealing with traffic.

3. Long-Term Rentals

For those staying in Calicut for an extended period, long-term car rentals are an excellent choice. Renting a car for a week or more can often be more economical than using taxis for every trip. Long-term rentals provide the convenience of having your own vehicle without the commitment of owning one.

How to Rent a Car in Calicut

Renting a car in Calicut is a simple and straightforward process. Here’s how you can go about it:

1. Choose a Reputable Rental Service

Start by selecting a reliable car rental service in Calicut. Look for one that offers a wide range of vehicles, transparent pricing, and good customer reviews. You can check online booking platforms or inquire with local agencies for availability and options.

2. Select Your Vehicle

Depending on the number of people traveling, the type of trip, and your preferences, choose the appropriate vehicle. Compact cars are perfect for city tours, while larger SUVs or minivans are ideal for family trips or longer drives.

3. Book in Advance

To avoid disappointment, especially during peak travel seasons, it’s a good idea to book your rental car in advance. Many rental services allow online reservations, making it easy to secure your vehicle ahead of time.

4. Provide Necessary Documents

To rent a car, you will need to provide a valid driver’s license (an international driving permit may be required for foreign tourists), proof of identity, and sometimes a security deposit. For chauffeur-driven rentals, the requirements are generally less stringent.

5. Pick-Up and Drop-Off Locations

Rental companies usually offer convenient pick-up and drop-off locations, including the Calicut International Airport (CCJ) or at local offices within the city. Make sure to confirm the pick-up details when making your reservation.

Conclusion

Renting a car in Calicut is one of the best ways to explore the city and the surrounding regions at your own pace. Whether you’re visiting historic sites, relaxing on beautiful beaches, or venturing into the scenic hills of Wayanad, a rental car offers comfort, convenience, and flexibility. With a wide range of vehicles available for self-drive or chauffeur-driven rentals, you can easily find the perfect option for your travel needs.

So, the next time you’re in Calicut, consider renting a car to make the most of your trip and discover the hidden gems of this beautiful coastal city and its surroundings!

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Explore the Beauty of Kozhikode with Car Rentals: Your Guide to Car Hire in Calicut

Kozhikode, often known by its historic name Calicut, is a gem on Kerala’s Malabar Coast, offering a perfect blend of natural beauty, history, and cultural richness. From serene beaches and lush hills to vibrant markets and historic monuments, Kozhikode has it all. car rent kozhikode provides a hassle-free and flexible way to explore all this city has to offer. Here’s everything you need to know about car rental options in Kozhikode and how it can enhance your travel experience.

Why Rent a Car in Kozhikode?

Freedom and Flexibility With a rental car, you’re in charge of your itinerary. No need to wait for public transport or stick to strict schedules. A rental car lets you explore the city and nearby attractions at your own pace.

Convenience and Comfort If you’re traveling with family, friends, or a lot of luggage, renting a car is more convenient than relying on taxis or buses. It offers privacy and a more personalized experience.

Easy Access to Surrounding Destinations Kozhikode is well-connected to scenic spots like Wayanad, Kappad Beach, and Beypore. A car rental makes it easy to explore beyond the city limits and uncover some of Kerala’s hidden treasures.

Types of Rental Cars Available in Kozhikode

Economy Cars For solo travelers or couples, economy cars offer an affordable and fuel-efficient way to get around the city.

Sedans Perfect for families or small groups, sedans provide comfort for both short trips and longer drives to nearby destinations.

SUVs If you’re planning on exploring hilly terrains like Wayanad or traveling with a larger group, an SUV offers both space and versatility.

Luxury Cars For those seeking a premium travel experience, luxury cars add an extra touch of comfort and style.

Self-Drive vs. Chauffeur-Driven Choose between self-drive options if you prefer independence, or opt for a chauffeur-driven car to relax and enjoy the views without the stress of navigation.

Popular Car Rental Services in Kozhikode

Several car rental providers in Kozhikode offer competitive pricing and a variety of vehicle options. Here are some reliable providers:

IndusGo IndusGo is popular for its well-maintained fleet and easy booking process. They offer both self-drive and chauffeur-driven options with pick-up points around Kozhikode.

Zoomcar Known for its app-based booking, Zoomcar allows you to select from a range of vehicles and offers flexible durations, making it ideal for both short and long stays.

Royal Travels A trusted local provider, Royal Travels offers chauffeur-driven and self-drive vehicles for affordable rates. Their services are popular with both tourists and locals.

Kozhikode Airport Car Rentals For travelers arriving by air, several rental agencies operate at Calicut International Airport, allowing you to pick up your vehicle as soon as you land.

Top Places to Visit in and Around Kozhikode by Rental Car

Kozhikode’s top attractions are easily accessible by car, allowing you to create a flexible itinerary and discover the city’s highlights:

1. Kappad Beach

Just 20 km from the city, Kappad Beach is where Vasco da Gama first landed in 1498. It’s a tranquil spot with historical significance, perfect for a day trip.

2. Mananchira Square

Located in the heart of Kozhikode, Mananchira Square is a beautiful park ideal for a leisurely stroll. Nearby attractions include the Mananchira Tank and SM Street, a bustling market famous for souvenirs and local snacks.

3. Kozhikode Beach

A must-visit in the evening, Kozhikode Beach offers scenic views, street food stalls, and a lively atmosphere. The famous piers that stretch into the sea make for a perfect photo opportunity.

4. Beypore

Known for its centuries-old boat-making industry, Beypore is only 10 km from the city center. Watching artisans craft traditional wooden boats, known as “Uru,” is a unique experience.

5. Thusharagiri Waterfalls

Situated around 50 km from Kozhikode, Thusharagiri Waterfalls is an excellent day trip destination. The scenic drive through green landscapes makes the journey as rewarding as the destination.

6. Wayanad

About a 90-minute drive from Kozhikode, Wayanad is known for its tea plantations, wildlife, and stunning hillscapes. Renting an SUV or a sedan is ideal for this trip, which takes you through winding roads and lush scenery.

Tips for Renting a Car in Kozhikode

Book in Advance Car rentals can be in high demand during peak tourist seasons (December to March). Booking early can help secure the car of your choice and may even get you a better rate.

Check the Insurance Policy Ensure the rental car has sufficient insurance coverage. Comprehensive coverage can give you peace of mind in case of any mishaps.

Inspect the Vehicle Before Departure Check the car for any existing damages and take photos to avoid disputes when returning the vehicle. Ensure that the fuel level and mileage limits match the rental agreement.

Get a GPS-Enabled Vehicle Kozhikode and surrounding areas have regions with limited cellular coverage. Having a GPS-enabled vehicle can make navigation easier.

Understand the Fuel Policy Some rental agencies provide a full tank and expect it to be returned the same way, while others might charge differently. Make sure you’re aware of the policy to avoid additional costs.

Car Rental Rates in Kozhikode

The cost of renting a car in Kozhikode varies based on the type of vehicle and the rental period. Below is a general idea of daily rates:

Economy Cars: ₹1,200 - ₹1,800

Sedans: ₹1,800 - ₹2,500

SUVs: ₹2,500 - ₹4,000

Luxury Cars: ₹5,000 and above

For longer stays, you may be able to negotiate a discounted rate or opt for weekly and monthly packages.

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs) on Car Rentals in Kozhikode

1. Can I rent a car at Calicut International Airport? Yes, several car rental companies have kiosks or offer pickup services at the airport, making it convenient for tourists arriving by flight.

2. Do I need a local driver’s license? Indian citizens need a valid driver’s license, while international tourists should carry an International Driving Permit (IDP) along with their home-country license.

3. Is there an option for unlimited mileage? Some rental companies offer packages with unlimited mileage, but it’s best to confirm with the provider to avoid any unexpected costs.

4. What is the minimum rental duration? While many providers offer hourly rentals, a minimum rental period of 24 hours is more common. For flexibility, some providers also offer half-day packages.

5. Are there additional fees for chauffeur-driven rentals? Yes, chauffeur-driven rentals often come at a slightly higher cost compared to self-drive rentals, but they provide the convenience of a local driver familiar with the area.

Ready to Explore Kozhikode?

Kozhikode is a city that offers a unique blend of historical charm, natural beauty, and modern amenities. Renting a car here allows you to enjoy a smooth, flexible travel experience, perfect for both short visits and longer stays. So, whether you’re planning to relax on the beaches, immerse yourself in history, or take a scenic drive through Kerala’s countryside, car rentals in Kozhikode provide the ideal way to make the most of your journey. Happy travels!

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How to Plan a Perfect Vietnam Solo Trip: Tips for First-Time Travelers

Vietnam is a land of breathtaking landscapes, rich history, and vibrant culture, making it a top destination for solo travelers. Whether you're wandering through the bustling streets of Hanoi, lounging on the beaches of Da Nang, or exploring the ancient town of Hoi An, Vietnam offers endless opportunities for adventure and discovery. Here are some essential tips to help you plan the perfect solo trip to Vietnam.

1. Research Your Destinations

Before you embark on your journey, it's crucial to research the places you want to visit. Vietnam is a diverse country with many regions, each offering unique experiences. Some must-see destinations include:

Hanoi: The capital city, known for its rich history, vibrant street life, and delicious cuisine.

Halong Bay: Famous for its emerald waters and thousands of limestone islands topped with rainforests, it's a UNESCO World Heritage site.

Hoi An: A charming ancient town with well-preserved architecture, known for its lantern-lit streets and tailor shops.

Ho Chi Minh City: The bustling economic hub of Vietnam, filled with historical landmarks and vibrant markets.

Mekong Delta: Explore the scenic waterways and experience the local lifestyle in this lush region.

2. Create an Itinerary

Once you've chosen your destinations, create a flexible itinerary that allows you to explore at your own pace. Consider the following:

Duration: Plan how many days you want to spend in each location, allowing for travel time between cities.

Activities: Research local attractions, tours, and experiences that interest you, such as cooking classes, motorbike tours, or hiking opportunities.

Transportation: Determine how you'll get from one place to another. Vietnam has various transportation options, including domestic flights, trains, buses, and taxis.

3. Book Accommodation in Advance

Choosing the right accommodation can greatly enhance your travel experience. Consider these options for solo travelers:

Hostels: A great way to meet fellow travelers and make new friends. Look for hostels with positive reviews and social activities.

Guesthouses: These offer a more local experience and are often run by friendly families.

Hotels: If you prefer more privacy and comfort, consider booking a hotel that fits your budget.

Use platforms like Booking.com, Airbnb, or Hostelworld to find accommodations that suit your needs.

4. Stay Safe While Traveling Solo

Safety should be a top priority when traveling alone. Here are some tips to ensure a safe trip:

Stay aware: Keep an eye on your belongings and be cautious in crowded areas.

Avoid risky situations: Limit your alcohol intake and avoid traveling to remote areas alone at night.

Share your itinerary: Let a friend or family member know your travel plans and check in regularly.

5. Embrace the Local Culture

Vietnam is known for its warm and welcoming locals. Here are some ways to immerse yourself in the culture:

Learn some Vietnamese phrases: Knowing basic greetings and phrases can go a long way in enhancing your interactions.

Try local food: Don't miss out on Vietnam's famous dishes like pho, banh mi, and fresh spring rolls. Street food stalls are often the best places to experience authentic flavors.

Participate in cultural activities: Join a local cooking class, take part in a traditional dance, or attend a local festival to connect with the community.

6. Stay Connected

Having access to the internet can help you navigate and stay in touch with loved ones back home. Consider purchasing a local SIM card upon arrival or renting a portable Wi-Fi device. This will allow you to use maps, make reservations, and share your experiences in real-time.

7. Enjoy the Journey

Lastly, remember that traveling solo is about embracing new experiences and enjoying your own company. Take the time to savor the sights, sounds, and flavors of Vietnam. Don't rush your itinerary; allow for spontaneity and unexpected adventures along the way.

Conclusion

Vietnam solo travel trip Plan can be a rewarding experience filled with personal growth, cultural exploration, and unforgettable memories. By following these tips, you'll be well-prepared to embark on your adventure, meet new friends, and discover the beauty of this incredible country. So pack your bags, grab your passport, and get ready for an unforgettable journey in Vietnam!

Feel free to customize or add any personal experiences or insights to make the post more relatable!

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Best Muslim Marriage Bureau in Bangalore: Find Your Perfect Life Partner

When it comes to finding the right partner it is one of the most important decisions in life. It's only natural that we want the best advice possible. For singles and Muslim families the process of finding a compatible partner is often deeply rooted in cultural values, religion, and traditions. This is where Best Muslim Marriage can provide the best support and assistance. It serves as a reliable Muslim marriage office in Bangalore. We pride ourselves on understanding the needs of Muslim families and individuals. This makes it easy to find a Muslim bride or groom in Bangalore who matches their values and preferences.

In this detailed manual we will explore that. How does Best Muslim Marriage work? How to make the most of Muslim Marriage Office in Bangalore? And things to consider when looking for a partner Especially for Muslim brides and grooms in Bangalore.

The Importance of a Trusted Muslim Marriage Bureau

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Bangalore Muslim Brides: What to Expect

Best Muslim Matrimonial is the perfect platform for families and individuals looking for Bangalore Muslim Brides. As part of our tailored services we cater to individuals looking for well-educated, cultured, and family-oriented Muslim women.

Bangalore has a diverse Muslim population. And the demand for educated, religious, and well-mannered brides is ever-increasing. The best Muslim weddings help connect the family with the bride who shares strong Islamic values. Graduation and commitment to the family in the future Our detailed profiles include information about your family background, education, religious upbringing. and personal characteristics So that the family has a complete picture.

Bangalore Muslim Grooms: Finding the Right Match

For families looking for a suitable groom for their daughter, Best Muslim Marriage has an extensive collection of Muslim groom profiles in Bangalore. We understand the importance of finding a groom who not only shares your religious values, but also understands the importance of finding a groom who shares his religious values. But it also has the ability to live a harmonious life. Our services ensure you find a groom who meets your family's educational, professional and personal needs.

Navigating Marriage with Religious and Cultural Sensitivity

One of the most important benefits of using a service like Best Muslim Marriage is its sensitivity to religious and cultural needs. Muslim weddings are often influenced by tradition due to Islamic law and cultural expectations. At Best Muslim Marriage, we understand the importance of this balance and work to ensure it is felt by all parties involved. Be respectful throughout the process.

Our platform encourages families to consider aspects such as:

• Nikah and Religious Compatibility: Finding a partner who understands and practices Islam as well as you is important to ensure a happy and harmonious future. We take care of matching families with similar religious beliefs.

• Cultural Values and Traditions: An Islamic marriage is a combination of religious rituals and cultural traditions. Be it the mehendi ceremony or the Valimaa reception. We make sure to match individuals from families that respect and value these traditions.

Success Stories of Best Muslim Marriage in Bangalore

Over the years, Best Muslim Wedding has played a key role in putting together several successful competitions across Bengaluru and beyond. Many families have met their ideal brides and grooms through our dedicated services.

Conclusion: Trust Best Muslim Marriage for Your Matchmaking Needs

After all, marriage is one of life's most important journeys. And it should start with confidence and trust. The best Muslim weddings are here to give you confidence. As one of the leading Muslim marriage offices in Bangalore. We give families peace of mind knowing they are in capable hands. Whether you are looking for a Muslim bride or groom in Bangalore. Extensive network Personal service And a commitment to Islamic values will ensure you find the right match for you.

By partnering with Best Muslim Marriage, you are taking the first step towards a fulfilling and prosperous marriage. Let us guide you through this journey. and provide support Expertise and the care you need every step of the way.

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