For the writing prompt, IronBat and both of them thinking the other is poor and can barely make ends meet?
Sdhsdhsd oh no I’ve somehow made this even dumber
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“What are you doing here, Pennyworth?” Jarvis hissed.
Alfred turned from his binoculars, narrowing his eyes. “Edwin Jarvis. I’d hoped we’d never cross paths again.”
“Once I see my charge is well and truly safe, I’ll be on my way,” Jarvis told him stiffly. “He won’t tell me who his new beau is, so I must make sure he’s not being taken advantage of.”
Alfred scoffed, returning his attention back to his binoculars. “If you really cared about his safety, you wouldn’t have let him step foot in Gotham.”
Jarvis sniffed in disgust. “I trust him with a lifelong Gothamite.”
“I wouldn’t,” Alfred muttered as Jarvis set up beside him with his own pair of binoculars.
“He’s got a watch gauntlet now,” Jarvis added. “And he promised to use it if he was being mugged this time.”
At that, Alfred gave a slight nod of approval. Despite all the weapons Tony Stark had designed, he’d always been hesitant to get into hand-to-hand combat.
“...Pennyworth,” Jarvis said after a moment.
Alfred sighed, loudly. “What?”
“Check your three o’clock,” Jarvis finished.
Alfred swiveled to his three o’clock. There, he caught the familiar navy blue turtleneck he’d helped Bruce pick out. Bruce had carefully turned his back to the windows, as if he’d sensed Alfred would be following him the second he wouldn’t tell him anything about his beau. Across the table from him... was Tony Stark.
Alfred stared for a long moment, then lowered his binoculars to look at Jarvis. “Jarvis,” he said slowly. “Why does Bruce think Tony is poor?”
“I don’t know, but the reason is probably the same as why Tony thinks Bruce is poor,” Jarvis sighed, running a hand over his face tiredly.
Alfred sighed as well. Well, he supposed this explained how cagey Bruce had been, simply saying ‘his name’s Tony. He’s not taking advantage of me because he doesn’t know I’m Bruce Wayne.’ He guessed the same could be said for Tony, if the way Jarvis was pinching the bridge of his nose was any indication.
“Well, at least it’s not some weirdo from Metropolis,” Jarvis finally said, nodding to himself, and Alfred reached over to clap a hand to his shoulder and squeeze in agreement.
Then they both picked up their binoculars again and watched as both Bruce and Tony ordered the cheapest things on the menu and then bickered over who was paying. Honestly.
Cheers to the prideful sponge boy, happy for him
Bi disaster Ryuji but he forgets to mention it to anyone cause it just slips his mind and one day he just drops a "woah look at how hot that guy is" or smth and the pt just collectively almost choke because it's just so out of the blue and without warning and Ryuji is so confused cause he thought everyone else already knew
Henwhehbehe THIS IS SOMETHING HED TOTALLY DO!!!
Hi! I’m Masky, my main blog is @maskyartist, and this is my blog specifically for posting about my AU, Traitor!Ryuji.
For a bit of a rundown of what Traitor!Ryuji actually is, it’s sort of the idea of “what if Ryuji decided enough was enough”, realized the Thieves weren’t exactly the best friends, Akechi grew attached to him, and convinced him to become their traitor/his inside man.
The longer explanation is all this!
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Now Ryuji, he’s known for awhile that the thieves have been…bad to him, but the day he’s left behind in the Red Light District by the boy who’s supposed to be his leader. His best friend. Someone he can rely on. He’s gone past the point of no return.
He and Akechi have already been talking since meeting at the TV Station, with Akechi giving Ryuji his number and telling him to “call if he needs someone who truly hears him”, and they became…I wouldnt say friends? Acquaintances is more accurate. They were friendly, but never truly hung out.
Until the night Ryuji got left behind in the Red Light District, and Akechi was there. He was fucking there, got the guys arrested, and brought Ryuji to his apartment. He let Ryuji tell his tale of woe, and in return, told him his plan to take down Shido starting with the Phantom Thieves. Now Akechi didn’t make him choose to join him or stay with the Thieves then and there. He simply…gave the blonde the option to either stay, or go.
And Ryuji knew he was attempting to manipulate him. Akechi said things like “you could always join me, Ryuji. I know your worth. Your efforts would never be invalidated.”, trying to butter him up, and he would never admit that they worked but fuck after looking so hard for compliments and acknowledgement Ryuji’s ashamed to admit that he was about to give in then and there.
But he told himself to wait. To talk to Akira about it. Maybe there was a big misunderstanding he wasn’t seeing. Maybe he didn’t just abandon him out right.
Then those words, two words, hit him like a truck, and he felt like he lost his leg once more. “You’re overreacting.”
Akira told him that. Straight to his face. Alone. In private. Without anyone around. No Morgana to egg him on, no Ann to tell him he’s wrong she would. he knows she would. she’s been sexually harassed. she’d stand up for him…wouldn’t she?, no Yusuke to just sit there and be all…weird.
It was him, and Akira, and the emptiness of space, and the crushing, bone breaking pressure of realizing that yes. This is his leader. This is his best friend.
A coward is all he truly was.
That afternoon, after school, Ryuji let himself to Akechi’s apartment. One his fans don’t know about. One where he can be in peace. He knocked on the door, and there stood the detective with a quirked brow.
“You were right.” Ryuji says as he walks inside, taking off his shoes, and dropping his bag on the couch. He needed to get something. “He’s a coward. He’s a coward and he’s our leader and he told me I was overreacting. He’s a coward and I hate him.” It was so immediate, too. The hatred that bubbled away at the idea of Akira as he realized what other cowardly deeds he’d done.
Letting Ryuji take hits for him, letting Ryuji take jabs at his emotions, teasings that hit too close to home, insults and sticks and stones that were only supposed to break his bones but god those words truly hurt more then anything.
There it is. Ryuji pulls out his phone, slides it open, and hands it to Akechi. The Phantom Thieves group chat.
Oh. He’s crying. He didn’t even notice.
“I’ll be your traitor.”
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So if any of this interests you, or if you have any questions, maybe stick around for this current obsession! (Also yes this is Ryugoro I love evil bfs)
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Seriously tho I can’t decide someone chose for me
OK So I was doodlin stupid stuff today… I didnt finish any…
Gatony and his scary guard dogs. You can only be Gatonys guard dog if you save his life… or something? IDK it started out with Peppers face? IDK and I think I was like… Yeh. Attack dog Pepper… Pupper perhaps. And her lame-ass owner Tony… and then I was like ‘YAH And Rhodey and Bruce too. Frick ya.’ and then 'Well Jarvis((Just A Really Very Intelligent Sighthound)) should clearly be in this… and Happy too.’ And… IDK that happened. Then it was all 'God damn Tony how much of an alcoholic do you have to be to be in a six pack?’ THEN I LAUGHED AT MY OWN JOKE. Then I made Tony a kitty and the stupidity grew.
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Luffy: Steals a box of cheerios from the pantry and screams “DONUT SEEDS!!”
Zoro: Passes out on deck and screams “I WASN’T ASLEEP DAMMIT” when someone touches him and then pass out
Sanji: Brings a can of sardines to Chopper and asks if he can fix his buddies and cries
Nami: Hugs the main mast and says “we’re having a moment” when someone asks
Usopp: *throws plastic balls on people* “GET BACK INSIDE, YOU DAMN POKEMON”
Robin: *bumps the main mast* *apologizes*
Franky: “Yo, I can’t hear you. It’s super dark in here”
Brook: *to a mannequin* “Would you be so kind as to show me your panties?”
Ace: *Picks up a bar of chocolate* *holds it up to his ear* “New phone who dis?”
Sabo: *shows a picture of himself to people* “HAVE YOU SEEN THIS MAN??”
Law: *sprays the floor with disinfectant*
The “Aquila for Kaeya” ritual! QwQ
but mom how will other people know that you, a white Texan, are a Christian