went crazy and made this
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Dick is kind of a big brother who knows what effect he has on his siblings's friends, and he never misses an opportunity to make himself look even cooler in their eyes. But Jason? Oh, Jason has no idea that people even consider him pretty and interesting.
It pisses his siblings even more.
Jason, on his bike, with the most insane face card: Hey, Replacement, hop on. We have work to do.
Kon, twirling his hair: Is your brother, like... free?
Bernard: Yeah, on Friday
Tim, with his eye twitching: I will kill you.
Jason, absolutely unaware of what is going on: ??? WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO
***
Jon, waving enthusiastically at Jason, who passes by kitchen: Jason is so cool!
Damian: ...
Jon: And kind!
Damian: Calling Todd kind is definitely a choice.
Jon: But he read me a bedtime story the last time I was staying here đ
Damian, frowning: ...
(Damian, later that day: Why did you read bedtime story to Jon and not me.)
***
Jason: Why Tim's and Damian's friends keep fucking glaring at me? Or stumble when I am around? What tf am I doing wrong?
Dick, trying to hide his laughter: Eh, no idea
Bruce, absentmindedly: I, actually, have the same problem when I am around other people
Alfred, amused: No DNA test required, that's for sure
Possessive Brujay? I think it would be interesting if they were both equally possessive in their own (toxic) ways.
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after jason's resurrection, something changes between them. when bruce finally gets him back, he swears never to lose him again. he can't go through it againâthe guilt, the grief, the loss.
bruce becomes possessive, but he hides it behind a mask of concern. he tells himself it's for jason's safety, that jason needs him, which makes it easier to push away the guilt of his behavior.
it starts with bruce hovering over him, always watching. he had always been controlling, but it's different now. more intense. bruce isn't just concerned about jason's safety; he's fixated on keeping him safe.
whenever jason talks to someone else, there's a dark look in bruce's eyes, a possessive flash, like jason is something to be guarded. and bruce always knows where jason is, like he's tracking his every move.
every time jason tries to go off-grid or leave gotham for a while, bruce is already there, making sure he never strays too far from the cityâtoo far from him.
he shows up unannounced at jason's apartment, keeps critical information from him, brings him into the batcave for medical check-ups even when jason feels fine.
bruce even subtly sabotages jason's relationships, wanting him for himself. as jason tries to reconnect with the family, things mysteriously fall apart. texts go unanswered, calls get ignored.
and the most fucked up part is that jason doesn't care about any of that.
because his need for bruce's attention runs deeper. he craves his approval and hates how much he needs it. he wants to be the only one bruce sees, the only one bruce cares about.
jason goes out of his way to provoke himâflaunting his independence as red hood, breaking rules, taking reckless risksâjust to see bruce react, to feel that warm flash of anger, that possessive rage that tells him bruce still wants him, still cares.
the more bruce tries to control jason, the more he pushes back. jason wants to see how far bruce will go to keep him. jason thrives on it.
then, one night, after an argument gets too heated, it just happens. it's rough, desperate, all of the tension and the need to own each other, poured into that moment. the next morning, they don't talk about it, don't even look at each other any differently.
but it keeps happening.
every time their bodies crash together, it's like a power struggle, but jason knows exactly what he's doing. he pushes, provokes, teases, waiting for bruce to snap, and stop holding back. jason knows, after everything that's happened, he shouldn't like it this much. he should hate giving up control, hate letting bruce have that power over him.
but he doesn't.
instead, he loves it. he loves the way it feels when everything is in bruce's hands, when bruce pins him down and takes what he wants, when he shows jason who is in control. it only makes him want bruce more. jason lets him have that control, because he likes feeling bruce's power.
the risks keep getting bigger, more dangerous, almost suicidal. jason stepping into enemy territory without backup, defying direct orders, putting himself in harms way on purpose, just to see if bruce will save him in time.
and bruce always does.
every fight is a test, every argument a challenge, and bruce rises to it every time. jason gets a rush whenever he successfully pulls bruce out of his controlled world, every time he sees that mask crack and the raw, possessive want underneath is exposed. he thrives on being the one thing bruce canât control.
bruce wants to control him, to own him, and jason lets him think he canâuntil the next time he pushes back.
but there are times when jason hates how much he likes it. but the thought never lasts longânot when bruce's attention feels so good, not when his hands are on him, claiming him.
it's intoxicatingâa twisted game. jason pushes and bruce pulls, and neither of them wants to stop it. their equal possessiveness and obsession feed off each other, and they're insatiable.
Ugh the fics with the Visored/Ichigo having strong hollow instincts are fabulous. Also Kisuke having some type of instincts or predator type vibe to him.
Personally I love the idea that most Shinigami are a little instinctive at times, especially the wilder ones. The 11th for example, or maybe some of the captains.
I also love the idea that Ichigo can really relax around Kisuke and the Visored, in a way he can't quite do with others.
Like Ichigo's instincts would be thrilled to be under Kisuke, recognizing a fellow predator and practically purring at the smell of iron that lingers on a soul like Kisuke's.
It's the same instincts that sometimes make him sleepy around the Visored, something deep in his belly insisting he's safesafesafe under their watchful eyes and he rarely gets to feel truly safe. It probably says something that he feels that way around people who most find creepy or terrifying.
So no one can blame him if he occasionally takes advantage of that feeling, after training and cleaning up he often goes to find one or more of them to curl up next to. And they always allow it.
He's managed to control the urge to build a cozy nest and coax them into it with tempting purrs and lazy sprawls, somewhere dark and small because he wants them close but big enough for all of them. At least so far.
They all must have discussed it though, he blames Kisuke and Shinji, because one day it starts getting much harder to ignore those instincts. It's like they're all purposely putting him in situations that make his skin crawl like he's trying to shed it.
They use firm and purposeful touches, usually focused on his neck or back but they take full advantage of situations where they can pet at Ichigo's belly. He's not stupid, he knows those are vulnerable spots and they're making their touches familiar and comfortable. But it feels good and it's just them, the thought of anyone else touching him so freely or intimately makes his teeth hurt.
They grab the back on his neck when he's a little too wild or upset. Fingers pressing into spots on his neck that make his knees go weak and his mind go fuzzy. He doesn't know how they do it, he's tried to find the spots on himself and he can't recreate it.
There's something deeper at play here too. Everything feeds on itself. The healthier and happier Ichigo is, the healthier and happier the Visored are. Kisuke says it's something about pack dynamics and hollow instincts.
They're confident in everything they do and Ichigo's instincts are thrilled because it's obvious they're strong enough to handle him. It settles something in him that they're able to defend and protect themselves and him. It allows him to relax in a way that he hasn't since his mom died, not since grief renamed him protector.
Some days he gets both Kisuke and Shinji, and he spends the day feeling like a pampered pet. He drapes himself over their legs or curls up in their laps and melts into the touches. His toes curl and uncurl happily, hands kneading at whatever he can get his hands on.
Sometimes they get too invested in something or their attention gets taken by other things and Ichigo is left to entertain himself.
If he doesn't have anything to do then sometimes he'll go find a spot where the sun comes though the window and lay in it like a lizard sunning itself.
He doesn't realize that they've been slowly accumulating things for him until it's too late. He has a collection of pillows, blanket and cushions at the Visored warehouse and at Kisuke's. He tends to find himself in them after training and spars, skin clean from a quick wash and happily disappearing into the scents caught in the fabric.
Kisuke makes something for him, small pills of black and white that he claims are just a type of vitamin pill. Ichigo doesn't believe that for a second. For one thing, he only gets them when he's with Kisuke and Kisuke always gives it to him when he's in the fuzzy, instinctive headspace. It's easier for him to coax Ichigo into taking it from between his fingers with too sharp teeth and a quick curl of his tongue or to open his mouth and let Kisuke place it on his tongue.
After a few weeks of getting it from Kisuke, the Visored also have it. They take one occasionally, which also makes him think it's something for his hollow, but never as many as Ichigo. They take up the same way of giving it to him as Kisuke.
He nips sharply at Kensei's fingers when he lingers too long placing one of the pills on his tongue. The brief burning look in Kensei's eyes and the big hand that grabs his jaw in warning makes all the teasing he gets later worth it.
He knows this is weird. It's even strange from what shinigami would want or understand. He knows that trying to explain this to his sisters or friends would be very hard to do without making it sound unhealthy and wrong but it's not. Maybe if they were all normal humans then it would be different.
The things that he needs now are so very different.
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Is it power dynamics, hollow instincts, or trauma? The world may never know.
Tbh I set out to write something about Ichigo being spoiled by Kisuke and Shinji but then my love for the Visored all adoring Ichigo got involved. So here we are.
I just think slightly feral characters are neat.
time travel fanfic idea where Jason comes back to before he was adopted, him and Batman still meet and he still ends up being adopted by Bruce Wayne, but he just refuses to acknowledge Batman and Robin, he acts like a civilian boy, he has over thirteen extracurriculars that Bruce does his best to keep up with. He regularly works out and trains all the fighting he's learned over the years, he goes on a gap year before college to recuperate the all blades and pretends to be the civilian in a family of crime fighting vigilantes.
He's doing pre-med and keeps nagging his siblings to go to college too (Cass, Tim), Duke is the one who spends more time with him bc everyone else is nocturnal and sleep through the day, but Jason likes to drive Duke to his classes and pick him up so they can have lunch together, Damian had a hard time at first, because Jason speaks every language that he speaks and all bat related things have to stay at the cave, his league training didn't prepare him for a civilian brother.
During an attempted kidnapping during one of the Wayne galas, Jason's whole plan almost gets blow up because one of the guys has taken a woman hostage and his Red Hood fried brain just pounced on the dude with all his might, wrestled him for the gun and kept him stuck under his boot with the gun pointed between the guys brows.
He had to pretend to be scared when Batman came to the rescue and act like he didn't know how to handle a gun.
+ Alfred 100% thinks Jason was on a children gang and that's why he's so good with knives, guns and rifles, but who's he to say anything about people's past
Your thoughts on sex pollen? Maybe Steve gets dosed on a mission and he needs *someone* to help him take care of it, but he and Bucky aren't together yet (just both in the mutually pining stage). So Bucky volunteers to take a bullet for Steve, to get to have him this close (but not really). Steve's crying out "I love you, I love you" the whole time and Bucky just tries his best to ignore it, because it's just the drugs talking, right? And after, Steve must feel so bad for "taking advantage."
My thoughts on sex pollen are âhell yes,â tbh.
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After the 'finger fellatio' accident, the Avengers decide to add yet another list to the whole Code Red/Blue files (for everyone's sanity bc, lbr: seeing Steve Rogers' lips wrapped around something elongated is a distraction for EVERYONE -even tho Tony'll deny that was the reason he dropped one of his tools on his foot); so now Steve can't put in his mouth for a prolonged amount of time: lollipops (But I like those), pens, and forks ("how am I supposed to eat?" "fast, Rogers!!")
Bucky lounges on a chair, legs splayed suggestively. âDonât worry, Rogers,â he says, leering at him. âI got somethinâ you can put in your mouth.â
âOh, well, thank God for that,â Steve says sarcastically but his cheeks are turning pink which means he actually is relieved. Or maybe âcause it wants.
They stare at each other heatedly for the rest of the meeting and donât hear a goddamn thing anyone has to say, so the two of them are surprised when they wake up the next morning to a new e-mail in their inboxes, entitled, âThe New Rules & Regulations of Avengers Tower.â
âThis is bullshit,â Steve says sleepily. He hasnât even mustered the energy to pull away from where heâs laid across Buckyâs chest yet.
Bucky pets him, making an unconcerned sound as he stretches as best he can with a super-soldier weighing him down. âWouldnât be the first time we broke the rules.â
Steve snorts. âWhich one do you want to have a go at first?â
These are my absolute favorite fics of Baddass Kakashi Hatake / Kakashi - Centric, which I definitely will read and re-read every one of them in my free times.
This list will update frequently. :) Feel free to recommend me some Kakashi-centric fics. â„
Oneshot or Drabble or Short Story: - Kit and Kin Series by Lolistar92. Rated T. Part 1 - the slate gray charm Part 2 - the antique silver wisdom Part 3 - lingering smoke clears Part 4 - the vermillon vanguard Part 5 - the amber orchestra Part 6 - the saffron reprieve Part 7 - the sage rampart Part 8 - the cobalt crossway - birth of a cell ; death of a star Series by thesaintraphael. Rated T Part 1 - an exercise in patience Part 2 - jigsaw falling into place
Chaptered Fics : - Nukenin by WhisperingDarkness. Rated T. (Status : Completed). - Life as a Nukenin by JKblue. Rated T. (Status : Completed). - Lichtenberg Figures by Asteroid_Duck. Rated M. (Status : Completed). - Out of the Dark by LittleBirdWrites (Pairing : Hatake Kakashi/OC). Rated M. (Status : Completed). - Daybreak Never Comes by Myst_Marshall. Rated T. (Status : On-Going). - Ear to the Wall by Vodkassassin. Rated T (Status : On-Going). - It Happened Once in a Dream by SunshineAndRainbows. Rated T (Status : On-Going). - They shrunk sensei?! by RandoLan. Rated T (Status : On-Going). - For Tomorrow Never Comes by SoaringPigeonShovel. Rated T (Status : On-Going). - The Executioner of the Mist by Veronero. Rated T (Status : On-Going).
- Scaring Crows Series by scrappybook. Part 1 - Year of the Ghost. Rated T. (Status : Completed). Part 2 - Beneath a Shared Sky. Rated T. (Status : On-Going).
Crossover Fics : - Unforeseen Mayhem by Aerugonian. Rated T. (Naruto, My Hero Academia). Oneshot. (Status : Completed). - CCG Public Enemy No 1 by euphoricimage. Rated T. (Naruto, Tokyo Ghoul). (Status : Completed). - Reddit, is my neighbor a kidnapper or just weird? by Asteroid_Duck. Rated T. (Naruto, My Hero Academia). (Status : Completed). - Edo Tensei by Asteroid_Duck (JustThatOneGirl1815). Rated T. (Naruto, My Hero Academia). (Status : On-Going). - Scarecrows Donât Fly by Asteroid_Duck. Rated T. (Naruto, My Hero Academia). (Status : On-Going). - Wonderboy by Tsume_Yuki. Rated T. (Naruto, My Hero Academia). (Status : On-Going, possibly abandoned). So freaking good, I wish they will continue someday, :( - The Taste of Lightning on Your Tongue by PenguinEmperess. Rated T. (Naruto, Jujutsu Kaisen). (Status : On-Going, possibly abandoned). So much potential, I wish they will continue someday, :(
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In reference to this post, I do legitimately wonder what exactly Nick Furyâs expectations of Steve were.
Assuming his two primary sources for Steve Rogers Anecdotes were Howard and Peggy (and I think they were), thereâs no way he would have gotten anything approaching an accurate account for who Steve was as a person.
I honestly donât think Howard knew Steve well. All his reminiscences are going to be fundamentally colored by the fact that, despite the epiphany he comes to in the S1 finale of Agent Carter (he says something like, âhe was good before I got my hands on him, wasnât he?â), Steveâs successes as Captain America are in part his successes because he helped make Captain America. So all the stories Howard could tell Fury (and, sorry about your horrible childhood, Tony) are going to portray Steve in a very specific way, turning him into the ultimate war hero, the ultimate super solider, the ultimate weapon that Howard helped create.
I doubt Peggyâs telling a lot of truths either but for different reasons. Or, well. Peggy doesnât lie about Steve, but there are certain things she doesnât say about Steve. Because everyone knows and mourns Captain America, but sheâs one of a small handful of people who actually mourn Steve Rogers. There are things about him she keeps private and safe for herself.
Like the fondue story? I am positive that never made it into the global Captain America narrative. I also donât think itâs a story Tony or Sharon ever heard. Howard doesnât tell it because itâs not a Cap Story, itâs a Steve Story, and Howardâs far more interested in the former than the latter. Peggy also doesnât tell it because itâs a Steve Story, and the world isnât owed any more of Steve Rogers than they already have. They can keep Captain America, but Steve is hers.
But I honestly believe that if Nick got half a shot of whiskey in Colonel Phillips, he would spend literal hours dragging Steve Rogers through the mud.
âRogers? Biggest pain in my ass that ever lived, and thatâs before Stark and Erskine got their god damn hands on him. Iâve had a hemorrhoid or two tried to compete, but nope. It was Rogers.
âThat son of a bitch probably spent six weeks AWOL altogether thinking he knew better than me, the SSR, and all the Allied powers put together. At the end of it, heâd come into my office, stand at attention, salute. Then Iâd maybe get one âyes sir, no sirâ out of him before he started arguing with me about whatever damn fool thing heâd just done. Which, I shouldnât have to tell anyone, is not how the god damned United States Army works. Rogers never did manage to grasp that concept.
âDonât ask me about vehicle requisitions. I donât even know how many cars those idiots wrapped around how many trees. I finally had to order the motor pool to stop giving him motorcycles at all. He kept throwing them at the enemy. That worked for maybe a month. He started stealing them, and I gave up.
âOnce I ran into Barnes just staring at a wall looking whey-faced, terrified, and madder than a hornet. So I said, âWhat did that captain of yours do this time?â and he says, âHe charged a fucking tank,â and I say, âOf course he did,â and he says, âDumb bastard wasnât even wearing his helmet,â and I say, âI donât understand how you kept that boy alive long enough to con his way into the army in the first place,â and Barnes says, âYouâve got no god-damned idea, sir, you really donât.â
âYou know Carter shot at him once? Iâve never envied another human being so much in my whole life.
âSteve Rogers gave me most every grey hair on my head, donât you let her tell you any different. I had a full head of thick black hair in 1943; by â44 I looked like someone dropped a pound of drywall on top of me. I aged a year for every hour I spent in Rogersâs company. When I die, if the coroner doesnât list my cause of death as Steven Grant Rogers, itâll be god damned perjurous.
âI could have court-martialed that jackass on at least 16 separate occasions, and we wouldnât have won the war without him. God rest the son of a bitch.â
âŠ.so we have to assume that Fury never talked to Phillips I guess.
BUT OH GOD DO I WISH HE HAD
No matter if you choose to consider that Jason had the worst time ever in the League of Assassins or that, quite opposite, it was more or less okay, I think we all should unite and agree that Jason would be Ra's bane of existence. This boy is a brat. A certificated one, even. He is not an easy boy to handle, never and ever.
Ra's, after locking Jason up away from the society for a few days: Now. Do you realise what I am trying to say to you? You should focus on your studies. On your trainings. Forget about easy, normal life, about teenage shenanigans. Find peace. Throw unnecessary thoughts away.
Jason, yawning: Yeah, okay. Sure.
Ra's waking up in the 5am because someone is blasting NSYNC's Bye Bye Bye on the whole castle: Talia. What is this?
Talia, shrugging: Jason found old music speakers. He says he is... focusing like this. Just like you advised him to.
Ra's with his eye twitching: Is. he. Now.
Ra's: (accidentally trips on his cloak)
One of the Assassins, in their local comms: Chat, clip that
Ra's, frowning: What is that? What had you said? What is this nonsense?
Assasin: Uh, general had taught usâ
Ra's: STOP LISTENING TO HIM, FOR GOD'S SAKE
Ra's: Talia, we need to send the boy to All-Caste. I think he needs some time away. From us. From me. Specifically.
(A certain amount time later)
Ra's, sighing in relief: Finally, peaceâ
Jason, spawning behind his back: Hi.
Ra's, groaning: YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO SURVIVE THE CLEANSING CEREMONY, OH MY GOD
Jason: Wanna check All Blade? It is kinda cool.
Ra's, pausing: ...Yeah.
Ra's farewelling Jason, who returns to Gotham: I have nothing to wish upon you. Be as annoying to Batman as you were to me.
Jason, smirking: Aw-w, I barely unleashed my annoyingness with you, Ra's. Bruce is going to suffer more.
Ra's: ...Good.
Ra's, closing the door behind him: Barricade the castle. Set bombs. I DON'T WANT TO SEE HIM HERE EVER AGAIN!!!
Also Ra's a half of a year later, watching footage of Jason terrorising everyone's life in Gotham, with tears in his eyes: That's my grandson. I am so proud of him.
Talia, raising her eyebrows: You tried to drown him in the Lazarus Pit. Twice.
Ra's: Shhh.
Talia: Then I'll invite him on holidays this year.
Ra's: NO.
I'm a slut for your oblivious couple 'verse. also I'm a slut for steve's tiny waist and slim hips. and imagine bucky always put his arm around steve's waist. I mean, he used to put his arm around tiny!steve's shoulder, but it'd be a bit uncomfortable because steve is much taller now. so waist then. totally oblivious that he looks like a possesive boyfriend. and doesn't understand the other avengers' sighing and eye-rolling. because they are not a couple. XD
omgosh yes :D
And Bucky putting his hand at the small of Steveâs back. Sometimes itâs when theyâre in the kitchen and Bucky needs to get something outta the cabinet above Steveâs head, sometimes itâs when theyâre out and about or at a gala and Bucky is guiding Steve through the crowds.
When theyâre eating â either out or with the others â Bucky probably does put his arm around the back of Steveâs chair. Everyone has to sit through a meal pretending that Bucky doesnât play with Steveâs hair or put his hand around the back of Steveâs neck whenever Steve leans back.
Harder still to ignore is the way Steve kinda just melts into a puddle of happy vibes every time it happens.