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Taming the Dragon

A/N So this is my first time writing a DC imagine or whatever. so sorry if its crappy also sorry for how ridiculously long this is.

Tagging: @royslittleharper who inspired me to write this back when she would run @batlog, also tagging @staringatademigod for inspiring me on a daily basis and lastly my friend @yoshithedrawing for being the one to read this first and the one to encourage me to actually post it.

Word count: 6,582(again sorry its so long)


Annabella​ ​stared​ ​at​ ​her​ ​cup​ ​of​ ​coffee​ ​as​ ​she​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​process​ ​everything​ ​that​ ​has​ ​happened​ ​in​ ​the past​ ​week.​ ​She​ ​has​ ​a​ ​brother​ ​who​ ​was​ ​raised​ ​and​ ​trained​ ​by​ ​Ra's​ ​Al​ ​Ghul​ ​along​ ​with​ ​his​ ​league of​ ​assassins​ ​to​ ​become​ ​the​ ​next​ ​demon​ ​head.​ ​She​ ​was​ ​in​ ​the​ ​middle​ ​of​ ​her​ ​thought​ ​process​ ​when she​ ​heard​ ​the​ ​voice​ ​of​ ​her​ ​older​ ​brother.

“You​ ​know​ ​just​ ​because​ ​you​ ​stare​ ​at​ ​the​ ​coffee​ ​and​ ​creamer​ ​does​ ​at​ ​mean​ ​they​ ​are​ ​going​ ​to magically​ ​mix​ ​themselves.”

“Hey​ ​a​ ​girl​ ​can​ ​dream​ ​can't​ ​she?“​ ​Questioned​ ​Annabella,​ ​as​ ​she​ ​grabbed ​ ​the​ ​French​ ​Vanilla creamer​ ​and​ ​poured​ ​a​ ​heavy​ ​amount​ ​into​ ​her​ ​cup.​ ​"Sorry​ ​I'm​ ​still​ ​in​ ​the​ ​the​ ​process​ ​of​ ​rebooting.”  

“First​ ​of​ ​all​ ​you're​ ​not​ ​a​ ​cyborg​ ​and​ ​second​ ​of​ ​all​ ​I​ ​thought​ ​Tim​ ​was​ ​bad​ ​when​ ​it​ ​came​ ​to​ ​coffee.” Dick​ ​remarked​ ​as​ ​he​ ​served​ ​himself​ ​breakfast.  

“Well​ ​Dick​ ​for​ ​all​ ​we​ ​know​ ​we​ ​could​ ​be​ ​robots​ ​we​ ​just​ ​don't​ ​know​ ​it.“​ ​Said​ ​Annabella​ ​as​ ​she started​ ​putting​ ​several​ ​spoonfuls​ ​of​ ​sugar​ ​into​ ​her​ ​coffee.​ ​"As​ ​for​ ​the​ ​coffee​ ​you​ ​can​ ​actually​ ​blame uncle​ ​Barry​ ​for​ ​that,​ ​he's​ ​the​ ​one​ ​that​ ​adds​ ​sugar​ ​to​ ​his​ ​Tim​ ​just​ ​drinks​ ​his​ ​black.​ ​Bleh.”  

“Miss​ ​Annabella​ ​is​ ​right​ ​about​ ​the​ ​second​ ​part​ ​Master​ ​Dick​ ​since​ ​Mr.​ ​Allen​ ​was​ ​the​ ​one​ ​that​ ​gave her​ ​coffee​ ​in​ ​the​ ​first​ ​place."​ ​Said​ ​Alfred​ ​as​ ​he​ ​came​ ​by​ ​and​ ​took​ ​the​ ​sugar​ ​away. 

"Hey​ ​I​ ​wasn't​ ​finished​ ​with​ ​that."​ ​Whined​ ​Annabella,​ ​she​ ​took​ ​a​ ​cautious​ ​sip​ ​of​ ​her​ ​coffee​ ​before slightly​ ​grimacing​ ​and​ ​reached​ ​out​ ​to​ ​get​ ​the​ ​creamer​ ​again. 

"Yeah​ ​no."​ ​Said​ ​Dick​ ​as​ ​he​ ​pulled​ ​the​ ​creamer​ ​away.  

"Dick​ ​unless​ ​you​ ​want​ ​me​ ​to​ ​reopen​ ​your​ ​wounds​ ​with​ ​a​ ​butter​ ​knife​ ​I​ ​suggest​ ​you​ ​give​ ​that​ ​back.” She​ ​threatened.  

“Okay​ ​how​ ​come​ ​you​ ​threaten​ ​me​ ​but​ ​not​ ​Alfred?"​ ​Questioned​ ​Dick​ ​as​ ​he​ ​handed​ ​the​ ​bottle​ ​back.  

"Simple​ ​because​ ​Alfred​ ​is​ ​the​ ​only​ ​one​ ​with​ ​the​ ​power​ ​to​ ​still​ ​ground​ ​me.​ ​Isn't​ ​that​ ​right​ ​gramps?” Stated​ ​Annabella.  

“Quite​ ​right​ ​Miss​ ​Annabella​ ​now​ ​please​ ​ease​ ​up​ ​on​ ​the​ ​creamer."​ ​Said​ ​Alfred,​ ​Annabella​ ​poured​ ​a bit​ ​more​ ​creamer​ ​before​ ​setting​ ​it​ ​down​ ​and​ ​giving​ ​Alfred​ ​a​ ​small​ ​salute.  

"Well​ ​anyways​ ​back​ ​to​ ​the​ ​cyborg​ ​thing.​ ​I​ ​think​ ​you've​ ​been​ ​spending​ ​too​ ​much​ ​time​ ​with​ ​the Question."​ ​Said​ ​Dick​ ​as​ ​he​ ​took​ ​a​ ​bite​ ​of​ ​his​ ​toast.  

"Hey​ ​he​ ​was​ ​the​ ​only​ ​one​ ​who​ ​could​ ​put​ ​up​ ​with​ ​me​ ​during​ ​my​ ​why​ ​phase​ ​when​ ​I​ ​was​ ​a​ ​kid.​ ​Plus his​ ​ideas​ ​are​ ​pretty​ ​amusing​ ​at​ ​times.​ ​Oh​ ​hey​ ​by​ ​the​ ​way​ ​how's​ ​Tim​ ​doing?"​ ​Annabella​ ​took another​ ​sip​ ​of​ ​her​ ​coffee​ ​and​ ​sighed​ ​in​ ​content.  

"He's​ ​doing​ ​good​ ​he's​ ​been​ ​progressing​ ​with​ ​the​ ​team​ ​pretty​ ​well.​ ​What​ ​about​ ​Jason​ ​have​ ​you heard​ ​from​ ​him?”  

“He​ ​came​ ​by​ ​about​ ​a​ ​month​ ​ago​ ​but​ ​I​ ​wasn't​ ​here.​ ​Only​ ​way​ ​I​ ​knew​ ​he​ ​was​ ​here​ ​was​ ​because there​ ​was​ ​a​ ​new​ ​snow​ ​globe​ ​on​ ​my​ ​bed​ ​from​ ​London​ ​along​ ​with​ ​his​ ​new​ ​number.​ ​But​ ​I​ ​haven’t talked​ ​to​ ​him​ ​in​ ​a​ ​couple​ ​weeks​ ​because​ ​he​ ​took​ ​up​ ​a​ ​new​ ​job.”  

Dick​ ​nodded​ ​as​ ​he​ ​finished​ ​up​ ​his​ ​breakfast​ ​and​ ​checked​ ​his​ ​phone.  

“Okay​ ​well​ ​little​ ​bat​ ​I​ ​have​ ​to​ ​get​ ​back​ ​to​ ​Bludhaven.”  

“Okay​ ​I'll​ ​come​ ​visit​ ​you​ ​in​ ​a​ ​couple​ ​weeks.”  

Dick​ ​got​ ​up​ ​and​ ​kissed​ ​his​ ​sister​ ​on​ ​the​ ​forehead​ ​before​ ​grabbing​ ​his​ ​duffle​ ​bag​ ​near​ ​the​ ​counter.  

“Bye​ ​Alfred."​ ​Dick​ ​waved​ ​at​ ​the​ ​butler​ ​as​ ​he​ ​put​ ​his​ ​plate​ ​in​ ​the​ ​sink​ ​and​ ​walked​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​kitchen.  

"Goodbye​ ​Master​ ​Dick.​ ​Say​ ​hello​ ​to​ ​Master​ ​Tim​ ​for​ ​me."​ ​Said​ ​Alfred​ ​as​ ​he​ ​started​ ​cleaning​ ​the plate.  

"Will​ ​do!"​ ​Shouted​ ​Dick.  

Annabella​ ​was​ ​halfway​ ​through​ ​her​ ​breakfast​ ​when​ ​Bruce​ ​walked​ ​in​ ​fixing​ ​his​ ​tie​ ​and​ ​proceeding to​ ​pour​ ​himself​ ​some​ ​coffee.  

"Hey​ ​sweetie​ ​I'm​ ​going​ ​to​ ​need​ ​to​ ​run​ ​into​ ​the​ ​office​ ​for​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​can​ ​you​ ​keep​ ​an​ ​eye​ ​on​ ​Damian?” He​ ​asked​ ​as​ ​he​ ​took​ ​a​ ​sip​ ​from​ ​his​ ​mug.  

“Sure​ ​dad.​ ​Oh​ ​and​ ​Dick​ ​left​ ​already."​ ​Said​ ​Annabella.  

"Right,​ ​and​ ​where​ ​is​ ​Damian?"​ ​He​ ​asked.  

"Last​ ​I​ ​checked​ ​Master​ ​Bruce​ ​he​ ​was​ ​in​ ​the​ ​training​ ​room.”​ ​Said​ ​Alfred.  

"Okay.​ ​You​ ​sure​ ​you​ ​can​ ​handle​ ​him​ ​sweetie?"​ ​Asked​ ​Bruce​ ​as​ ​he​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​his​ ​daughter.  

"It​ ​hurts​ ​that​ ​you​ ​doubt​ ​me​ ​dad."​ ​Annabella​ ​touched​ ​her​ ​chest​ ​in​ ​mock​ ​hurt.​ ​"Go​ ​I'll​ ​be​ ​fine.”  

“Thanks​ ​sweetie​ ​you're​ ​a​ ​lifesaver.​ ​Love​ ​you,​ ​I'll​ ​try​ ​to​ ​be​ ​out​ ​by​ ​lunch​ ​time."​ ​He​ ​said​ ​as​ ​he​ ​kissed her​ ​forehead​ ​and​ ​ruffled​ ​her​ ​hair.  

"Dad."​ ​She​ ​whined.​ ​"I​ ​just​ ​got​ ​it​ ​untangled.”  

Bruce​ ​chuckled​ ​as​ ​he​ ​watched​ ​his​ ​daughter​ ​fix​ ​her​ ​hair.​ ​He​ ​said​ ​his​ ​goodbye​ ​to​ ​Alfred​ ​and​ ​left. Shortly​ ​after​ ​Damian​ ​walking​ ​in​ ​while​ ​finishing​ ​toweling​ ​off​ ​his​ ​hair.  

“Pennyworth​ ​prepare​ ​my​ ​usual​ ​tea."​ ​Ordered​ ​Damian​ ​as​ ​he​ ​took​ ​a​ ​seat​ ​and​ ​carefully​ ​prepared​ ​his plate.  

"Well​ ​gee​ ​good​ ​morning​ ​to​ ​you​ ​too​ ​sunshine."​ ​Remarked​ ​Annabella.​ ​Damian​ ​dismissed​ ​her​ ​as​ ​he started​ ​eating​ ​his​ ​breakfast.  

Annabella​ ​stared​ ​at​ ​her​ ​brother​ ​studying​ ​him​ ​as​ ​he​ ​ate.​ ​He​ ​was​ ​a​ ​carbon​ ​copy​ ​of​ ​their​ ​father.​ ​And like​ ​their​ ​father​ ​Annabella​ ​knew​ ​that​ ​Damian​ ​has​ ​light​ ​in​ ​him​ ​despite​ ​their​ ​dark​ ​and​ ​hard​ ​exterior.  

"Is​ ​there​ ​something​ ​you​ ​would​ ​like​ ​to​ ​say?"​ ​Questioned​ ​Damian​ ​as​ ​he​ ​finished​ ​up​ ​his​ ​breakfast.  

"Nope​ ​just​ ​get​ ​dressed​ ​and​ ​meet​ ​me​ ​in​ ​the​ ​garage."​ ​She​ ​said​ ​as​ ​she​ ​got​ ​up​ ​and​ ​put​ ​their​ ​dishes​ ​in the​ ​sink.  

"But​ ​I'm​ ​already​ ​dressed."​ ​Stated​ ​Damian.  

"Hmm."​ ​Annabella​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​what​ ​her​ ​brother​ ​was​ ​wearing.​ ​A​ ​black​ ​turtleneck​ ​and​ ​dark​ ​grey trousers.​ ​"Yeah​ ​no​ ​here​ ​put​ ​these​ ​on​ ​and​ ​meet​ ​me​ ​in​ ​the​ ​garage.​ ​You​ ​got​ ​five​ ​minutes.”  

She​ ​tossed​ ​a​ ​small​ ​grocery​ ​bag​ ​with​ ​clothes​ ​towards​ ​him,​ ​which​ ​he​ ​caught​ ​with​ ​ease​ ​and​ ​peered into​ ​the​ ​bag.  

"And​ ​why​ ​should​ ​I​ ​wear​ ​this?"​ ​He​ ​questioned.  

"Would​ ​you​ ​just​ ​hurry​ ​up​ ​and​ ​get​ ​changed.”  Damian​ ​grumbled​ ​as​ ​he​ ​walked​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​kitchen.​ ​Annabella​ ​sighed​ ​as​ ​she​ ​grabbed​ ​her​ ​key​ ​keys and​ ​shrugged​ ​her​ ​teal​ ​colored​ ​hoodie​ ​on.  

“And​ ​where​ ​will​ ​you​ ​two​ ​be​ ​going​ ​miss?"​ ​Alfred​ ​asked​ ​as​ ​he​ ​finished​ ​cleaning​ ​the​ ​dishes.  

"Just​ ​going​ ​to​ ​go​ ​out​ ​and​ ​try​ ​to​ ​bond.​ ​I'll​ ​keep​ ​you​ ​updated."​ ​Replied​ ​Annabella​ ​with​ ​a​ ​small​ ​smile. She​ ​waved​ ​at​ ​the​ ​butler​ ​as​​ ​walked​ ​towards​ ​the​ ​garage.  

Annabella​ ​stared​ ​at​ ​her​ ​watch​ ​as​ ​she​ ​waited​ ​in​ ​her​ ​yellow​ ​beetle.​ ​Just​ ​then​ ​the​ ​passenger​ ​door opened​ ​and​ ​Damian​ ​slid​ ​in.  

"Almost​ ​thought​ ​you​ ​weren't​ ​going​ ​to​ ​show​ ​up."​ ​Said​ ​Annabella​ ​as​ ​she​ ​stared​ ​up​ ​the​ ​car.  

"I​ ​have​ ​a​ ​feeling​ ​I​ ​had​ ​no​ ​choice​ ​on​ ​the​ ​matter."​ ​Replied​ ​Damian.  

"Well​ ​I​ ​mean​ ​you​ ​could​ ​have​ ​said​ ​no​ ​but​ ​that​ ​would​ ​have​ ​to​ ​result​ ​in​ ​us​ ​staying​ ​at​ ​home​ ​and​ ​really where's​ ​the​ ​fun​ ​in​ ​that?​ ​Plus​ ​you​ ​look​ ​like​ ​you​ ​could​ ​use​ ​a​ ​day​ ​out.”  

“And​ ​where​ ​exactly​ ​are​ ​we​ ​going?"​ ​Questioned​ ​Damian​ ​as​ ​he​ ​stared​ ​out​ ​the​ ​window.  

"Somewhere​ ​we​ ​can​ ​try​ ​to​ ​bond​ ​you​ ​are​ ​after​ ​all​ ​my​ ​baby​ ​brother."​ ​Annabella​ ​simply​ ​stated.  

"Half-brother."​ ​Damian​ ​mumbled.  

"Hey​ ​blood,​ ​no​ ​blood,​ ​or​ ​even​ ​half-blood​ ​you​ ​are​ ​my​ ​brother​ ​whether​ ​you​ ​like​ ​it​ ​or​ ​not."​ ​Annabella took​ ​a​ ​deep​ ​breath.​ ​Nope​ ​no​ ​she​ ​was​ ​not​ ​going​ ​to​ ​get​ ​in​ ​a​ ​fight​ ​with​ ​him.​ ​"The​ ​clothes​ ​seem​ ​to​ ​fit you​ ​pretty​ ​well.”  

“Yes​ ​they​ ​do.​ ​How​ ​did​ ​you​ ​manage​ ​to​ ​get​ ​clothes​ ​for​ ​me​ ​so​ ​soon?"​ ​Questioned​ ​Damian​ ​as​ ​he looked​ ​at​ ​the​ ​light​ ​green​ ​hoodie​ ​and​ ​blue​ ​jeans.  

"Actually​ ​they​ ​are​ ​my​ ​old​ ​clothes.”  

“You​ ​use​ ​to​ ​wear​ ​boys​ ​clothes?”  

“Still​ ​do."​ ​Annabella​ ​gestured​ ​to​ ​her​ ​hoodie.​ ​"It's​ ​more​ ​comfortable.​ ​But​ ​also​ ​when​ ​I​ ​was​ ​younger and​ ​once​ ​I​ ​got​ ​along​ ​with​ ​Dick​ ​we​ ​would​ ​share​ ​clothes.​ ​It​ ​would​ ​throw​ ​the​ ​paparazzi​ ​off​ ​because they​ ​always​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​get​ ​a​ ​picture​ ​of​ ​Bruce​ ​Wayne's​ ​little​ ​girl.​ ​But​ ​since​ ​they​ ​couldn't​ ​really​ ​tell the​ ​difference​ ​between​ ​us​ ​they​ ​gave​ ​up​ ​after​ ​awhile.​ ​I​ ​still​ ​get​ ​bombarded​ ​with​ ​the​ ​paparazzi​ ​at the​ ​galas​ ​but​ ​at​ ​least​ ​they​ ​don't​ ​follow​ ​me​ ​in​ ​the​ ​streets​ ​anymore.”  

“How​ ​could​ ​they​ ​possibly​ ​confuse​ ​you​ ​with​ ​Grayson?​ ​You​ ​two​ ​don't​ ​look​ ​the​ ​same.”  

“Well​ ​for​ ​starters​ ​I​ ​actually​ ​got​ ​gum​ ​in​ ​my​ ​hair​ ​and​ ​I​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​cut​ ​it​ ​out…​ ​yeah​ ​it​ ​didn't​ ​turn​ ​out​ ​well so​ ​I​ ​had​ ​to​ ​get​ ​it​ ​fixed​ ​which​ ​in​ ​turn​ ​made​ ​my​ ​hair​ ​look​ ​similar​ ​to​ ​Dicks.​ ​And​ ​I​ ​use​ ​to​ ​be​ ​pretty​ ​tall for​ ​my​ ​age​ ​plus​ ​Dick​ ​was​ ​pretty​ ​lanky​ ​when​ ​he​ ​was​ ​younger.​ ​Till​ ​he​ ​got​ ​a​ ​growth​ ​spurt​ ​and​ ​I stayed​ ​stuck​ ​at​ ​my​ ​height​ ​since​ ​middle​ ​school.​ ​Not​ ​to​ ​mention​ ​the​ ​shades​ ​dad​ ​would​ ​always​ ​make us​ ​wear​ ​and​ ​bam​ ​we​ ​could​ ​almost​ ​pass​ ​off​ ​as​ ​twins.”  

Damian​ ​just​ ​stared​ ​at​ ​his​ ​sister.​ ​Were​ ​they​ ​seriously​ ​related.​ ​They​ ​looked​ ​nothing​ ​alike.​ ​And personality​ ​wise​ ​they​ ​were​ ​complete​ ​opposites.​ ​If​ ​it​ ​wasn't​ ​for​ ​the​ ​DNA​ ​test​ ​he​ ​ran​ ​he​ ​wouldn’t have​ ​believed​ ​she​ ​was​ ​his​ ​sister.  

“What?"​ ​Question​ ​Annabella.  

"Nothing.”  

“You​ ​know​ ​the​ ​past​ ​week​ ​you​ ​have​ ​been​ ​here​ ​you've​ ​had​ ​something​ ​to​ ​say​ ​about​ ​everybody​ ​but me.​ ​So​ ​go​ ​ahead​ ​lay​ ​it​ ​on​ ​me​ ​unless​ ​you​ ​got​ ​nothing​ ​to​ ​say." 

 "Well​ ​to​ ​be​ ​honest​ ​I​ ​didn't​ ​know​ ​you​ ​existed​ ​till​ ​I​ ​got​ ​here.”  

“Seriously​ ​I​ ​find​ ​that​ ​a​ ​little​ ​hard​ ​to​ ​believe​ ​considering​ ​Thalia​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​kill​ ​me​ ​like​ ​three​ ​times​ ​when I​ ​was​ ​five…​ ​which​ ​suddenly​ ​makes​ ​sense​ ​cause​ ​you’re​ ​like​ ​what​ ​12?”  

“She​ ​was​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​eliminate​ ​competition.”  

“Even​ ​then​ ​I​ ​think​ ​that's​ ​putting​ ​it​ ​lightly.”  

“Whatever​ ​the​ ​point​ ​is,​ ​I​ ​did​ ​do​ ​my​ ​research​ ​on​ ​you​ ​once​ ​I​ ​got​ ​here.”  

“And?​ ​Come​ ​on​ ​I​ ​said​ ​lay​ ​it​ ​on​ ​me​ ​what​ ​did​ ​you​ ​learn?”  

“You​ ​are​ ​17​ ​years​ ​old.​ ​For​ ​the​ ​first​ ​five​ ​years​ ​of​ ​your​ ​life​ ​you​ ​spent​ ​them​ ​with​ ​father.​ ​After​ ​that​ ​you spent​ ​every​ ​summer​ ​in​ ​Mexico​ ​with​ ​your​ ​mother​ ​until​ ​you​ ​were​ ​12.​ ​You​ ​didn't​ ​get​ ​into​ ​the superhero​ ​business​ ​until​ ​you​ ​were​ ​13.​ ​You​ ​graduated​ ​high​ ​school​ ​your​ ​junior​ ​year​ ​yet​ ​went​ ​into college​ ​to​ ​study​ ​to​ ​become​ ​a​ ​veterinarian.​ ​Which​ ​in​ ​reality​ ​is​ ​such​ ​a​ ​waste.”  

“Oh​ ​really​ ​and​ ​why​ ​is​ ​that?”  "You​ ​are​ ​the​ ​daughter​ ​of​ ​Bruce​ ​Wayne,​ ​the​ ​Batman.​ ​And​ ​yet​ ​instead​ ​of​ ​taking​ ​up​ ​training​ ​early​ ​in life​ ​and​ ​becoming​ ​Robin​ ​you​ ​wait​ ​till​ ​there's​ ​already​ ​been​ ​3​ ​sidekicks​ ​before​ ​you​ ​decide​ ​to​ ​join. And​ ​even​ ​then​ ​you​ ​become​ ​this​ ​so​ ​called​ ​"Shadow"​ ​instead​ ​of​ ​being​ ​a​ ​robin.​ ​As​ ​for​ ​your education​ ​instead​ ​of​ ​taking​ ​on​ ​the​ ​business​ ​like​ ​you​ ​should​ ​have​ ​you​ ​go​ ​and​ ​try​ ​to​ ​become​ ​a​ ​vet? All​ ​because​ ​of​ ​your​ ​meta​ ​human​ ​abilities,​ ​which​ ​by​ ​the​ ​way​ ​is​ ​cheating.”  

“If​ ​I​ ​didn't​ ​know​ ​any​ ​better​ ​I'd​ ​say​ ​you​ ​sound​ ​jealous."​ ​Annabella​ ​teased,​ ​Damian​ ​simply​ ​scoffed.  

Annabella​ ​turned​ ​the​ ​car​ ​into​ ​a​ ​parking​ ​lot​ ​and​ ​slammed​ ​the​ ​brake​ ​causing​ ​Damian​ ​to​ ​brace himself.  

"Alright​ ​listen​ ​up​ ​dragon​ ​head.”  "Demon​ ​head.“  "Whatever.​ ​I'm​ ​guessing​ ​that​ ​because​ ​of​ ​the​ ​file​ ​you​ ​read​ ​that​ ​you​ ​know​ ​me​ ​so​ ​well​ ​don't​ ​you.”  Damian​ ​stayed​ ​silent.  "Well​ ​get​ ​ready​ ​to​ ​hear​ ​what​ ​you​ ​can't​ ​read​ ​in​ ​a​ ​file.​ ​Dad​ ​met​ ​my​ ​egg​ ​donor​ ​at​ ​some​ ​charity​ ​event down​ ​in​ ​Mexico.​ ​One​ ​to​ ​many​ ​shots​ ​of​ ​tequila​ ​and​ ​surprise.​ ​The​ ​only​ ​reason​ ​she​ ​kept​ ​me​ ​alive was​ ​because​ ​she​ ​loved​ ​the​ ​attention​ ​she​ ​got​ ​from​ ​being​ ​pregnant.​ ​Which​ ​is​ ​how​ ​dad​ ​found​ ​out, he​ ​know​ ​she​ ​wouldn't​ ​really​ ​take​ ​care​ ​of​ ​me​ ​so​ ​when​ ​I​ ​was​ ​born​ ​they​ ​made​ ​a​ ​deal​ ​that​ ​I​ ​would​ ​be with​ ​him​ ​till​ ​I​ ​was​ ​five.​ ​Dad​ ​and​ ​Alfred​ ​raised​ ​me,​ ​taught​ ​me​ ​everything​ ​my​ ​little​ ​mind​ ​could​ ​handle, they​ ​even​ ​got​ ​a​ ​Spanish​ ​tutor​ ​for​ ​me.​ ​But​ ​when​ ​I​ ​showed​ ​up​ ​in​ ​my​ ​"home"​ ​town​ ​I​ ​found​ ​out​ ​she was​ ​only​ ​there​ ​because​ ​she​ ​was​ ​pregnant​ ​again.​ ​Otherwise​ ​she​ ​wouldn't​ ​have​ ​spent​ ​that​ ​summer with​ ​me​ ​even​ ​then​ ​I​ ​only​ ​saw​ ​her​ ​a​ ​few​ ​times​ ​because​ ​she​ ​constantly​ ​needed​ ​her​ ​"rest”.​ ​My​ ​aunts and​ ​uncles​ ​would​ ​ignore​ ​me.​ ​My​ ​cousins​ ​would​ ​constantly​ ​tease​ ​me​ ​for​ ​my​ ​accent,​ ​and​ ​laugh when​ ​I​ ​didn't​ ​understand​ ​a​ ​certain​ ​word.​ ​Whenever​ ​something​ ​bad​ ​would​ ​happen​ ​I'd​ ​be​ ​the​ ​one getting​ ​blamed.​ ​The​ ​only​ ​one​ ​who​ ​gave​ ​me​ ​love​ ​was​ ​my​ ​grandmother.​ ​And​ ​I​ ​loved​ ​her​ ​so​ ​much… she​ ​always​ ​taught​ ​me​ ​to​ ​be​ ​myself,​ ​to​ ​love​ ​myself,​ ​and​ ​to​ ​be​ ​what​ ​I​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​be​ ​not​ ​what​ ​others expected​ ​me​ ​to​ ​be.​ ​Now​ ​let's​ ​fast​ ​forward​ ​to​ ​five​ ​years​ ​ago​ ​and​ ​my​ ​grandmother​ ​is​ ​on​ ​her​ ​heath bed​ ​and​ ​she​ ​looks​ ​so​ ​weak​ ​not​ ​to​ ​mention​ ​I​ ​lost​ ​Jason​ ​not​ ​long​ ​before​ ​that.​ ​So​ ​here​ ​I​ ​am​ ​trying​ ​to cope​ ​with​ ​the​ ​fact​ ​that​ ​the​ ​only​ ​one​ ​who​ ​loved​ ​me​ ​from​ ​that​ ​side​ ​of​ ​my​ ​so​ ​called​ ​family​ ​was​ ​dying. And​ ​I​ ​couldn't​ ​stand​ ​and​ ​watch​ ​as​ ​she​ ​wasted​ ​away.​ ​I​ ​left​ ​hopped​ ​on​ ​a​ ​plane​ ​back​ ​to​ ​Gotham. Soon​ ​after​ ​that​ ​I​ ​got​ ​calls,​ ​emails,​ ​even​ ​texts​ ​from​ ​my​ ​family​ ​who​ ​barely​ ​spoke​ ​a​ ​sentence​ ​to​ ​me my​ ​whole​ ​life​ ​and​ ​they​ ​were​ ​yelling​ ​at​ ​me,​ ​blaming​ ​me,​ ​that​ ​I​ ​was​ ​the​ ​one​ ​that​ ​killed​ ​her.​ ​That​ ​I broke​ ​her​ ​heart​ ​when​ ​I​ ​left​ ​without​ ​a​ ​goodbye.​ ​And​ ​how​ ​I​ ​never​ ​helped​ ​out​ ​at​ ​all​ ​especially​ ​with​ ​all the​ ​money​ ​dad​ ​has​ ​plus​ ​the​ ​money​ ​that​ ​my​ ​egg​ ​donor​ ​would​ ​give​ ​me.​ ​I​ ​was​ ​so​ ​hurt​ ​from everything.​ ​I​ ​shut​ ​everyone​ ​out.​ ​No​ ​one​ ​could​ ​get​ ​to​ ​me​ ​I​ ​barely​ ​ate​ ​anything​ ​I​ ​stayed​ ​in​ ​my​ ​room. Until​ ​one​ ​day​ ​I​ ​got​ ​out​ ​and​ ​I​ ​went​ ​to​ ​Jason's​ ​old​ ​room.​ ​I​ ​saw​ ​a​ ​picture​ ​of​ ​us​ ​with​ ​dad​ ​and​ ​dick​ ​and I​ ​remembered​ ​how​ ​much​ ​I​ ​loved​ ​him,​ ​how​ ​much​ ​I​ ​love​ ​dad,​ ​how​ ​much​ ​I​ ​love​ ​Dick.​ ​And​ ​how​ ​much they​ ​loved​ ​me​ ​and​ ​I​ ​remembered​ ​how​ ​much​ ​the​ ​League​ ​had​ ​also​ ​been​ ​in​ ​my​ ​life.​ ​And​ ​how​ ​they helped​ ​dad​ ​raise​ ​me​ ​and​ ​how​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​them​ ​are​ ​like​ ​my​ ​actual​ ​family.​ ​And​ ​I​ ​got​ ​better​ ​I​ ​started accepting​ ​help.​ ​And​ ​then​ ​when​ ​Tim​ ​came​ ​along​ ​everything​ ​just​ ​started​ ​getting​ ​back​ ​into​ ​place. That's​ ​when​ ​I​ ​started​ ​to​ ​train​ ​but​ ​not​ ​because​ ​I​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​follow​ ​dads​ ​path​ ​but​ ​because​ ​I​ ​wanted to​ ​make​ ​things​ ​easier​ ​on​ ​out​ ​family.​ ​I​ ​also​ ​gave​ ​up​ ​everything​ ​from​ ​my​ ​egg​ ​donors​ ​side,​ ​money wise​ ​at​ ​least,​ ​I​ ​keep​ ​my​ ​heritage​ ​but​ ​in​ ​honor​ ​of​ ​my​ ​grandmother.“  

“Is​ ​there​ ​a​ ​point​ ​for​ ​you​ ​telling​ ​me​ ​your​ ​life​ ​story?"​ ​Questioned​ ​Damian,​ ​Annabella​ ​pondered​ ​for​ ​a bit.  

"Don't​ ​assume​ ​you​ ​know​ ​someone​ ​just​ ​because​ ​you​ ​read​ ​up​ ​on​ ​them.​ ​And​ ​also​ ​this​ ​is​ ​suppose​ ​to be​ ​a​ ​bonding​ ​trip.​ ​You​ ​learn​ ​things​ ​about​ ​me​ ​and​ ​I​ ​learn​ ​things​ ​about​ ​you.​ ​Now​ ​come​ ​on​ ​get​ ​out dragon​ ​head."​ ​Explained​ ​Annabella​ ​as​ ​she​ ​got​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​car.  

"Demon​ ​head."​ ​Corrected​ ​Damian.  

"Whatever.”  

“And​ ​I​ ​am​ ​not​ ​going​ ​to​ ​tell​ ​you​ ​about​ ​myself."​ ​Damian​ ​said​ ​stubbornly​ ​as​ ​he​ ​followed​ ​Annabella who​ ​started​ ​walking​ ​away.  

"You​ ​know​ ​this​ ​would​ ​go​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​easier​ ​if​ ​you​ ​just​ ​talked​ ​rather​ ​than​ ​us​ ​playing​ ​21​ ​questions.”  

"Has​ ​anyone​ ​ever​ ​told​ ​you​ ​that​ ​you​ ​are​ ​very​ ​annoying?“  

"I'm​ ​a​ ​sister​ ​it's​ ​part​ ​of​ ​my​ ​job​ ​description.”  

“For​ ​someone​ ​so​ ​tiny​ ​you​ ​sure​ ​are​ ​a​ ​pain​ ​and​ ​would​ ​you​ ​slow​ ​down."​ ​Remarked​ ​Damian​ ​as​ ​he jogged​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​to​ ​keep​ ​up​ ​with​ ​her​ ​despite​ ​them​ ​being​ ​around​ ​the​ ​same​ ​height.  

"Funny​ ​I​ ​was​ ​just​ ​about​ ​to​ ​say​ ​the​ ​same​ ​thing​ ​to​ ​you.​ ​What's​ ​wrong​ ​dragon​ ​head​ ​can't​ ​keep​ ​up?” She​ ​asked​ ​as​ ​she​ ​turned​ ​her​ ​head​ ​to​ ​smile​ ​at​ ​her​ ​brother.​ ​"I'm​ ​4'11​ ​living​ ​with​ ​6ft​ ​giants​ ​and​ ​it’s not​ ​like​ ​they​ ​take​ ​baby​ ​steps​ ​I​ ​had​ ​to​ ​learn​ ​how​ ​to​ ​walk​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​faster​ ​so​ ​I​ ​wouldn't​ ​trail​ ​behind.​ ​Okay we're​ ​here.“  

"You​ ​mean​ ​to​ ​tell​ ​me​ ​you​ ​dragged​ ​me​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​manor​ ​just​ ​to​ ​take​ ​me​ ​to​ ​a​ ​place​ ​where​ ​they​ ​sell frozen​ ​yogurt?”​ ​Damian​ ​stared​ ​at​ ​her​ ​with​ ​a​ ​face​ ​of​ ​annoyance.  

"Well​ ​actually​ ​it​ ​use​ ​to​ ​be​ ​an​ ​ice​ ​cream​ ​parlor​ ​but​ ​it​ ​chanced​ ​about​ ​a​ ​couple​ ​years​ ​ago.​ ​And​ ​also​ ​I didn't​ ​drag​ ​you​ ​out​ ​you​ ​came​ ​all​ ​on​ ​your​ ​own."​ ​Said​ ​Annabella​ ​as​ ​they​ ​walked​ ​in.  

"And​ ​why​ ​exactly​ ​are​ ​we​ ​here?"​ ​Questioned​ ​Damian.​ ​Annabella​ ​handed​ ​him​ ​a​ ​cup​ ​and​ ​led​ ​him​ ​to the​ ​self​ ​serve​ ​machines.  

"It's​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​of​ ​a​ ​tradition."​ ​She​ ​explained​ ​as​ ​she​ ​started​ ​to​ ​serve​ ​herself,​ ​Damian​ ​gave​ ​her​ ​a questioning​ ​look.​ ​"It​ ​started​ ​with​ ​Dick.​ ​I​ ​didn't​ ​really​ ​get​ ​along​ ​with​ ​him​ ​at​ ​first​ ​till​ ​Alfred​ ​took​ ​us​ ​on a​ ​drive​ ​and​ ​we​ ​found​ ​this​ ​place​ ​back​ ​when​ ​it​ ​was​ ​the​ ​ice​ ​cream​ ​parlor.​ ​Then​ ​he​ ​sat​ ​us​ ​down​ ​and once​ ​we​ ​were​ ​relaxed​ ​he​ ​made​ ​ya​ ​start​ ​talking​ ​and​ ​now​ ​I​ ​can​ ​tolerate​ ​him​ ​better.​ ​We​ ​did​ ​the same​ ​thing​ ​when​ ​Jason​ ​and​ ​Tim​ ​came​ ​along.​ ​And​ ​every​ ​time​ ​we​ ​just​ ​clicked​ ​into​ ​place.​ ​Aren't​ ​you going​ ​to​ ​put​ ​topping​ ​on​ ​that?”  

Damian​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​his​ ​cup​ ​of​ ​vanilla​ ​yogurt​ ​and​ ​looked​ ​over​ ​at​ ​the​ ​toppings​ ​table.  

“What's​ ​that?"​ ​He​ ​gestured​ ​to​ ​the​ ​smashed​ ​Oreo​ ​bin.  

"It's​ ​crushed​ ​Oreos.”  

“What's​ ​an​ ​Oreo?”  

“It's​ ​a​ ​type​ ​of​ ​cookie.​ ​Here​ ​why​ ​don't​ ​we​ ​do​ ​this."​ ​Annabella​ ​set​ ​her​ ​cup​ ​down​ ​and​ ​plucked Damian's​ ​cup​ ​from​ ​his​ ​hands.​ ​

"Let's​ ​get​ ​a​ ​little​ ​bit​ ​and​ ​sprinkle​ ​it​ ​off​ ​to​ ​the​ ​side​ ​that​ ​way​ ​you​ ​can try​ ​it​ ​without​ ​mixing​ ​it​ ​too​ ​much.​ ​Anything​ ​else?​ ​There's​ ​chocolate​ ​chips,​ ​nuts…​ ​you're​ ​not​ ​allergic to​ ​nuts​ ​right?”  

“No​ ​of​ ​course​ ​not.”  

“Alright​ ​here​ ​let's​ ​put​ ​some​ ​pecans​ ​in​ ​there​ ​and…​ ​well​ ​you​ ​can​ ​never​ ​go​ ​wrong​ ​with​ ​chocolate. There​ ​that​ ​should​ ​be​ ​good.”  Annabella​ ​paid​ ​for​ ​the​ ​treats​ ​and​ ​they​ ​made​ ​their​ ​way​ ​to​ ​a​ ​table​ ​in​ ​the​ ​corner​ ​away​ ​from​ ​the​ ​small crowd​ ​of​ ​people.​ ​Damian​ ​got​ ​a​ ​spoonful​ ​of​ ​his​ ​yogurt​ ​with​ ​Oreos​ ​and​ ​took​ ​a​ ​hesitant​ ​bite. Annabella​ ​noticed​ ​how​ ​his​ ​face​ ​slightly​ ​lit​ ​up​ ​and​ ​she​ ​couldn't​ ​help​ ​but​ ​smile.​ ​She​ ​studied​ ​his features​ ​noticing​ ​the​ ​similarities​ ​between​ ​him​ ​and​ ​their​ ​father.  

“What​ ​are​ ​you​ ​staring​ ​at?"​ ​Questioned​ ​Damian​ ​causing​ ​Annabella​ ​to​ ​snap​ ​out​ ​of​ ​her​ ​thoughts.  

"Nothing​ ​you​ ​just​ ​look​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​like​ ​dad.​ ​Well​ ​at​ ​least​ ​in​ ​the​ ​eyes​ ​and​ ​hair,​ ​your​ ​face​ ​is​ ​shaped​ ​more like​ ​your​ ​mothers.​ ​Except​ ​I'm​ ​not​ ​sure​ ​where​ ​you​ ​got​ ​your​ ​nose​ ​from.”  

“My​ ​nose​ ​what's​ ​wrong​ ​with.​ ​My​ ​nose?”  

“Nothing​ ​it's​ ​a​ ​really​ ​cute​ ​nose​ ​very​ ​boopable.“​ ​Damian​ ​raised​ ​an​ ​eyebrow.  

"What​ ​does​ ​that​ ​even​ ​mean?”  

“I'd​ ​show​ ​you​ ​but​ ​you​ ​have​ ​to​ ​promise​ ​you​ ​won't​ ​hurt​ ​me.”  

Damian​ ​just​ ​gave​ ​her​ ​a​ ​questioning​ ​look.​ ​Annabella​ ​smiled​ ​and​ ​quickly​ ​leaned​ ​over​ ​and​ ​softly tapped​ ​the​ ​tip​ ​of​ ​his​ ​nose.​ ​She​ ​managed​ ​to​ ​retract​ ​her​ ​hand​ ​before​ ​Damian​ ​could​ ​grab​ ​it.  

“What​ ​was​ ​that​ ​for?”  

“I​ ​was​ ​showing​ ​you​ ​what​ ​a​ ​boop​ ​is.”  

“And​ ​what​ ​purpose​ ​did​ ​that​ ​serve?”  

“To​ ​make​ ​someone​ ​smile.”  

“You​ ​are​ ​so​ ​childish.”  

“Hey​ ​being​ ​childish​ ​from​ ​time​ ​to​ ​time​ ​is​ ​good​ ​for​ ​the​ ​soul.”  

Damian​ ​rolled​ ​his​ ​eyes​ ​as​ ​his​ ​sister​ ​smiled​ ​while​ ​eating​ ​her​ ​treat.​ ​He​ ​looked​ ​down​ ​at​ ​her​ ​cup​ ​and grimaced.  

“How​ ​is​ ​that​ ​appealing?"​ ​He​ ​asked​ ​as​ ​he​ ​scrunched​ ​his​ ​nose​ ​in​ ​disgust.  

"It's​ ​delicious,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​mean​ ​not​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​people​ ​can​ ​handle​ ​this​ ​much​ ​sugar.​ ​Not​ ​even​ ​dad.​ ​So​ ​I​ ​don’t blame​ ​you​ ​for​ ​not​ ​wanting​ ​to​ ​maybe​ ​at​ ​least​ ​trying​ ​it​ ​before​ ​you​ ​criticize​ ​it."​ ​Damian​ ​scowled​ ​at​ ​his sister​ ​and​ ​reached​ ​over​ ​with​ ​his​ ​spoon​ ​but​ ​she​ ​stopped​ ​him.  

"If​ ​you're​ ​going​ ​to​ ​try​ ​some​ ​you​ ​have​ ​to​ ​do​ ​it​ ​right."​ ​She​ ​said​ ​as​ ​she​ ​grabbed​ ​his​ ​spoon​ ​and​ ​moved it​ ​around​ ​in​ ​her​ ​cup​ ​to​ ​make​ ​sure​ ​she​ ​got​ ​all​ ​the​ ​toppings.​ ​Once​ ​she​ ​was​ ​satisfied​ ​she​ ​handed​ ​the spoon​ ​back​ ​to​ ​Damian​ ​and​ ​quickly​ ​pulled​ ​out​ ​her​ ​phone.  

Damian​ ​studied​ ​the​ ​spoon​ ​carefully​ ​before​ ​plopping​ ​it​ ​into​ ​his​ ​mouth.​ ​He​ ​quickly​ ​pulled​ ​the​ ​spoon away​ ​as​ ​his​ ​lips​ ​puckered​ ​and​ ​his​ ​eyebrows​ ​scrunched​ ​together.​ ​Annabella​ ​couldn't​ ​stop​ ​laughing as​ ​she​ ​recorded​ ​his​ ​reaction.​ ​Damian​ ​slowly​ ​chewed​ ​and​ ​swallowed​ ​down​ ​the​ ​yogurt.  

"What​ ​the​ ​hell​ ​do​ ​put​ ​in​ ​that?"​ ​He​ ​questioned​ ​and​ ​quickly​ ​shoved​ ​some​ ​of​ ​his​ ​own​ ​yogurt​ ​into​ ​his mouth​ ​to​ ​get​ ​rid​ ​of​ ​the​ ​taste.  

"Oh​ ​no​ ​much.​ ​Just​ ​pineapple​ ​and​ ​mango​ ​flavored​ ​yogurt​ ​topped​ ​with​ ​kiwi​ ​and​ ​lemon​ ​flavored syrup​ ​finished​ ​off​ ​with​ ​spoke​ ​sour​ ​gummy​ ​worms."​ ​Annabella​ ​shrugged​ ​as​ ​she​ ​ate​ ​some​ ​more with​ ​ease.​ ​Damian​ ​stared​ ​at​ ​her​ ​in​ ​disbelief​ ​then​ ​she​ ​noticed​ ​her​ ​phone.  

"What​ ​a​ ​minute​ ​we're​ ​you​ ​recording​ ​me?”  

“Maybe.”  

“Delete​ ​it.”  

“Nope​ ​not​ ​a​ ​chance.​ ​Besides​ ​it's​ ​too​ ​late​ ​I​ ​already​ ​sent​ ​it​ ​to​ ​Alfred​ ​and​ ​it​ ​has​ ​been​ ​saved​ ​to​ ​my blackmail​ ​folder.”  

“You​ ​have​ ​a​ ​blackmail​ ​folder?”  

“First​ ​and​ ​second​ ​rule​ ​of​ ​being​ ​a​ ​batsibling​ ​always​ ​have​ ​the​ ​camera​ ​ready​ ​and​ ​always​ ​have​ ​a blackmail​ ​folder.”  

Damian​ ​glared​ ​at​ ​her​ ​but​ ​she​ ​simply​ ​smiled​ ​back.  

“It's​ ​cute​ ​how​ ​you​ ​think​ ​that'll​ ​work​ ​on​ ​me.”  

Damian​ ​huffed​ ​and​ ​looked​ ​down​ ​at​ ​his​ ​cup.​ ​Annabella​ ​slowly​ ​traced​ ​her​ ​spoon​ ​around​ ​the​ ​rim​ ​of her​ ​cup.  

"So…​ ​what​ ​was​ ​it​ ​like?​ ​Growing​ ​up​ ​in​ ​the​ ​league?"​ ​She​ ​looked​ ​up​ ​at​ ​him​ ​but​ ​he​ ​kept​ ​his​ ​gaze down.​ ​After​ ​a​ ​few​ ​moments​ ​of​ ​silence​ ​he​ ​finally​ ​spoke.  

"Ever​ ​since​ ​I​ ​could​ ​remember​ ​I​ ​have​ ​always​ ​been​ ​trained.​ ​Every​ ​year​ ​the​ ​obstacles​ ​I​ ​had​ ​to​ ​face would​ ​be​ ​more​ ​difficult.​ ​But​ ​I​ ​had​ ​to​ ​pass.​ ​There​ ​was​ ​no​ ​room​ ​for​ ​mistakes.​ ​After​ ​all​ ​I​ ​am​ ​an​ ​Al Ghul…​ ​between​ ​my​ ​grandfather​ ​and​ ​I​ ​we​ ​were​ ​going​ ​to​ ​reshape​ ​the​ ​world.”  

“Is​ ​that​ ​what​ ​you​ ​really​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​do​ ​though?"​ ​Questioned​ ​Annabella,​ ​Damian​ ​gave​ ​her​ ​a​ ​puzzled look.  

"Of​ ​course​ ​it​ ​is."​ ​Damian​ ​did​ ​his​ ​best​ ​to​ ​sound​ ​confident​ ​but​ ​Annabella​ ​could​ ​detect​ ​the​ ​slight waver​ ​in​ ​his​ ​voice.  

"Your​ ​whole​ ​life​ ​you​ ​have​ ​been​ ​told​ ​you​ ​have​ ​to​ ​do​ ​certain​ ​things​ ​because​ ​you​ ​are​ ​an​ ​Al​ ​Ghul​ ​but have​ ​you​ ​ever​ ​done​ ​anything​ ​because​ ​you​ ​are​ ​also​ ​just​ ​Damian?”  

"I​ ​never​ ​really​ ​thought​ ​of​ ​that.“​ ​Mumbled​ ​Damian.  

"Well​ ​maybe​ ​you​ ​coming​ ​to​ ​live​ ​with​ ​us​ ​in​ ​the​ ​universe's​ ​way​ ​of​ ​giving​ ​you​ ​a​ ​second​ ​chance.”  

Damian​ ​gave​ ​her​ ​a​ ​skeptical​ ​look​ ​but​ ​didn't​ ​say​ ​anything​ ​they​ ​continued​ ​to​ ​eat​ ​their​ ​treats​ ​in silence.​ ​Annabella​ ​looked​ ​up​ ​at​ ​Damian,​ ​chewing​ ​the​ ​last​ ​bit​ ​of​ ​her​ ​yogurt.  

“What​ ​do​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​ask​ ​me?"​ ​She​ ​questioned.  

"Hmm?”  

“You​ ​and​ ​dad​ ​do​ ​this​ ​thing​ ​where​ ​your​ ​eyebrows​ ​slightly​ ​scrunch​ ​together​ ​when​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​ask something."​ ​She​ ​explained,​ ​Damian​ ​just​ ​scraped​ ​his​ ​spoon​ ​around​ ​his​ ​empty​ ​cup​ ​but​ ​said​ ​nothing. "Okay​ ​then​ ​how​ ​about​ ​we​ ​get​ ​some​ ​frozen​ ​yogurt​ ​for​ ​dad​ ​and​ ​Alfred.”  

Annabella​ ​got​ ​up​ ​and​ ​tossed​ ​her​ ​cup​ ​in​ ​the​ ​trash​ ​before​ ​going​ ​back​ ​to​ ​the​ ​self​ ​serve​ ​machines. Once​ ​again​ ​she​ ​paid​ ​for​ ​the​ ​yogurt​ ​and​ ​they​ ​made​ ​their​ ​way​ ​back​ ​to​ ​the​ ​car.​ ​They​ ​were​ ​nearing the​ ​parking​ ​lot​ ​when​ ​Annabella​ ​stopped.  

“What​ ​is​ ​it?"​ ​Damian​ ​asked​ ​quickly​ ​scanning​ ​the​ ​area​ ​but​ ​saw​ ​no​ ​threat.  

She​ ​ignored​ ​his​ ​question​ ​and​ ​walked​ ​into​ ​the​ ​alley​ ​near​ ​by.​ ​When​ ​she​ ​reached​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the dumpsters​ ​she​ ​handed​ ​the​ ​cups​ ​of​ ​yogurt​ ​to​ ​Damian​ ​and​ ​crouched​ ​down.  

"Hey​ ​little​ ​guy."​ ​She​ ​cooed​ ​as​ ​she​ ​looked​ ​underneath​ ​the​ ​dumpster​ ​and​ ​saw​ ​a​ ​scrawny​ ​black kitten.  

The​ ​kitten​ ​let​ ​out​ ​a​ ​soft​ ​mew​ ​and​ ​Annabella​ ​could​ ​sense​ ​the​ ​fear​ ​radiating​ ​from​ ​it.  

"It's​ ​okay​ ​I'm​ ​not​ ​going​ ​to​ ​hurt​ ​you."​ ​She​ ​slowly​ ​stuck​ ​her​ ​hand​ ​out​ ​and​ ​beaconed​ ​the​ ​cat​ ​to​ ​come forward.​ ​The​ ​kitten​ ​slowly​ ​came​ ​crawling​ ​out.  

Once​ ​the​ ​car​ ​was​ ​in​ ​reach​ ​Annabella​ ​carefully​ ​picked​ ​it​ ​up​ ​and​ ​cradled​ ​it.​ ​When​ ​she​ ​stood​ ​up​ ​she noticed​ ​Damian's​ ​face​ ​soften​ ​when​ ​he​ ​spotted​ ​the​ ​kitten.  

"Come​ ​on​ ​let's​ ​go."​ ​Sid​ ​Annabella​ ​as​ ​they​ ​made​ ​their​ ​way​ ​back​ ​to​ ​the​ ​car.  

"What​ ​are​ ​you​ ​going​ ​to​ ​do​ ​with​ ​it?”  

“I'm​ ​going​ ​to​ ​take​ ​it​ ​somewhere​ ​to​ ​get​ ​checked​ ​out​ ​and​ ​then​ ​once​ ​it's​ ​cleared​ ​we'll​ ​see​ ​what happens.”  

When​ ​they​ ​got​ ​to​ ​the​ ​car​ ​Damian​ ​offered​ ​to​ ​hold​ ​the​ ​kitten.​ ​Annabella​ ​slipped​ ​the​ ​cat​ ​into​ ​his​ ​arms once​ ​she​ ​told​ ​Damian​ ​to​ ​put​ ​the​ ​yogurts​ ​in​ ​a​ ​small​ ​ice​ ​chest​ ​she​ ​carries​ ​in​ ​the​ ​back.​ ​She​ ​watched as​ ​the​ ​kitten​ ​slowly​ ​drifted​ ​off​ ​to​ ​sleep​ ​while​ ​Damian​ ​stroked​ ​its​ ​rugged​ ​fur.  

“It​ ​likes​ ​you,​ ​you​ ​know.”  

“Just​ ​because​ ​it​ ​fell​ ​asleep​ ​on​ ​me​ ​doesn't​ ​mean​ ​it​ ​likes​ ​me.”  

“Trust​ ​me​ ​dragon​ ​head​ ​it​ ​likes​ ​you.​ ​It​ ​feels​ ​safe​ ​with​ ​you​ ​something​ ​that​ ​it​ ​hasn't​ ​felt​ ​in​ ​awhile.” After​ ​a​ ​few​ ​moments​ ​of​ ​silence​ ​Damian​ ​finally​ ​spoke.  

“How​ ​exactly​ ​do​ ​your​ ​powers​ ​work?”  

“I​ ​was​ ​wondering​ ​when​ ​you​ ​were​ ​going​ ​to​ ​ask​ ​that.​ ​Well​ ​we're​ ​still​ ​not​ ​exactly​ ​sure.​ ​We​ ​didn’t know​ ​I​ ​had​ ​powers​ ​till​ ​I​ ​was​ ​8​ ​and​ ​it​ ​was​ ​my​ ​grandmother​ ​that​ ​found​ ​out.​ ​And​ ​so​ ​far​ ​we’ve discovered​ ​that​ ​I​ ​can​ ​communicate​ ​with​ ​just​ ​about​ ​any​ ​animal​ ​land​ ​or​ ​sea​.​ ​Only​ ​problem​ ​is​ ​the wilder​ ​the​ ​animal​ ​the​ ​harder​ ​it​ ​is​ ​to​ ​communicate​ ​with​ ​it.​ ​​It​ ​we've​ ​also​ ​learned​ ​I​ ​am​ ​able​ ​to​ ​access their​ ​memories​ ​and​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​see​ ​things​ ​through​ ​their​ ​eyes.​ ​Also​ ​applies​ ​to​ ​any​ ​meta​ ​human​ ​who have​ ​animal​ ​like​ ​DNA​ ​which​ ​makes​ ​interrogations​ ​with​ ​Killer​ ​Croc​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​easier.​ ​And​ ​we're​ ​here, could​ ​you​ ​wait​ ​outside​ ​for​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​I​ ​have​ ​to​ ​do​ ​a​ ​quick​ ​costume​ ​change.”  

Damian​ ​got​ ​out​ ​holding​ ​the​ ​kitten​ ​close​ ​to​ ​his​ ​chest.​ ​Five​ ​minutes​ ​later​ ​Annabella​ ​came​ ​out wearing​ ​a​ ​light​ ​blue​ ​polo,​ ​dark​ ​jeans,​ ​and​ ​sneakers.  

“Alright​ ​let's​ ​get​ ​this​ ​little​ ​guy​ ​checked​ ​out."​ ​Said​ ​Annabella​ ​as​ ​they​ ​started​ ​walking​ ​to​ ​a​ ​dome shaped​ ​building.  

"What​ ​is​ ​this​ ​place?"​ ​Asked​ ​Damian​ ​as​ ​he​ ​stood​ ​outside​ ​the​ ​entrance.  

"Teresa's​ ​Animal​ ​Sanctuary,​ ​named​ ​after​ ​my​ ​grandmother.​ ​I​ ​had​ ​this​ ​place​ ​built​ ​my​ ​freshman​ ​year of​ ​high​ ​school.​ ​Here​ ​we​ ​care​ ​for​ ​all​ ​animals​ ​big​ ​it​ ​small.​ ​Pet​ ​like​ ​animals​ ​get​ ​treated​ ​and​ ​sheltered here​ ​and​ ​every​ ​other​ ​month​ ​we​ ​have​ ​an​ ​adoption​ ​day​ ​at​ ​the​ ​park.​ ​Wildlife​ ​get​ ​cared​ ​for​ ​and​ ​the released​ ​back​ ​into​ ​the​ ​wild​ ​once​ ​they​ ​are​ ​100%​ ​ready.​ ​Come​ ​on​ ​let's​ ​go​ ​inside."​ ​Annabella motioned​ ​for​ ​Damian​ ​to​ ​follow​ ​her.  

"Miss​ ​Wayne,​ ​I​ ​didn't​ ​know​ ​you​ ​would​ ​be​ ​coming​ ​in​ ​today."​ ​Said​ ​the​ ​receptionist​ ​at​ ​the​ ​desk.  

"Hello​ ​Darcy​ ​I'm​ ​just​ ​here​ ​for​ ​a​ ​quick​ ​visit.​ ​Can​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​Dr.​ ​Croft​ ​to​ ​meet​ ​me​ ​in​ ​the​ ​lab​ ​to​ ​perform​ ​a check​ ​up​ ​on​ ​a​ ​cat.”  

“Sure​ ​thing​ ​Miss​ ​Wayne.”  

“Thank​ ​you.​ ​Come​ ​on​ ​Damian​ ​this​ ​way."​ ​Annabella​ ​led​ ​him​ ​through​ ​a​ ​long​ ​hallway.​ ​Towards​ ​the end​ ​was​ ​a​ ​light​ ​brown​ ​door​ ​and​ ​Annabella​ ​paused.​ ​"Okay​ ​we​ ​have​ ​to​ ​go​ ​through​ ​the​ ​dog​ ​house but​ ​I​ ​gotta​ ​warn​ ​you​ ​they​ ​are​ ​super​ ​friendly​ ​and​ ​will​ ​tackle​ ​you​ ​if​ ​you're​ ​not​ ​careful.”  

Damian​ ​simply​ ​nodded​ ​and​ ​held​ ​the​ ​kitten​ ​closer.​ ​She​ ​gave​ ​him​ ​a​ ​soft​ ​smile​ ​before​ ​opening​ ​the door.  

It's​ ​Anna!!!  

Anna's​ ​here!  

Yay​ ​Anna's​ ​back.  

Immediately​ ​half​ ​of​ ​the​ ​dogs​ ​in​ ​the​ ​room​ ​run​ ​and​ ​tackled​ ​Annabella.​ ​She​ ​giggled​ ​as​ ​many​ ​of​ ​them sniffed​ ​and​ ​licked​ ​her.​ ​Damian​ ​looked​ ​around​ ​the​ ​room​ ​in​ ​awe.​ ​It​ ​was​ ​the​ ​size​ ​of​ ​a​ ​small​ ​house with​ ​dog​ ​beds​ ​everywhere​ ​along​ ​with​ ​some​ ​toys​ ​strewn​ ​around.  

“Okay.​ ​Okay!​ ​Yes​ ​I'm​ ​happy​ ​to​ ​see​ ​you​ ​too."​ ​Annabella's​ ​voice​ ​was​ ​muffled​ ​from​ ​being​ ​underneath the​ ​dog​ ​pile.​ 

​"Okay​ ​everyone​ ​sit!” Immediately​ ​all​ ​the​ ​dogs​ ​surrounding​ ​her​ ​sat.​ ​Annabella​ ​got​ ​up​ ​and​ ​dusted​ ​herself​ ​off. “Everyone​ ​meet​ ​Damian.“​ ​Annabella​ ​gestured​ ​to​ ​her​ ​brother​ ​and​ ​the​ ​dogs​ ​surrounded​ ​him.  

Damian?  

What's​ ​a​ ​Damian?  

Ohh​ ​he​ ​smells​ ​like​ ​pine​ ​trees.  

What​​ ​is​ ​he​ ​holding?  

Oh​ ​it's​ ​a​ ​cat.  

Cat!​ ​Cat!​ ​Cat!  

I​ ​wanna​ ​see​ ​the​ ​cat!  

The​ ​dogs​ ​started​ ​to​ ​get​ ​closer​ ​to​ ​Damian​ ​and​ ​the​ ​kitten​ ​quickly​ ​climbed​ ​up​ ​his​ ​arm​ ​and​ ​perched on​ ​his​ ​shoulder,​ ​hissing​ ​at​ ​the​ ​dogs.  

"Okay,​ ​okay​ ​easy​ ​everyone​ ​easy.​ ​Everyone​ ​be​ ​a​ ​good​ ​boy​ ​and​ ​girl​ ​and​ ​go​ ​play​ ​with​ ​your​ ​toys.”  

Yes​ ​Anna!  

Annabella​ ​smiled​ ​as​ ​the​ ​dogs​ ​dispersed​ ​around​ ​the​ ​room.​ ​She​ ​escorted​ ​Damian​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​room and​ ​into​ ​another​ ​hallway.  

“Ah​ ​Miss​ ​Wayne​ ​so​ ​good​ ​to​ ​see​ ​you."​ ​Said​ ​a​ ​woman​ ​who​ ​looked​ ​to​ ​be​ ​in​ ​her​ ​mid​ ​twenties,​ ​soft brown​ ​eyes,​ ​and​ ​a​ ​bright​ ​smile.  

"Hello​ ​Dr.​ ​Croft.​ ​Shall​ ​we​ ​begin?"​ ​Annabella​ ​greeted​ ​the​ ​woman​ ​as​ ​she​ ​grabbed​ ​her​ ​lab​ ​coat​ ​and got​ ​ready. 

"Of​ ​course,​ ​and​ ​who's​ ​this​ ​gentleman?"​ ​Asked​ ​the​ ​doctor.  

"I'm​ ​her​ ​brother.​ ​Long​ ​story,​ ​I'm​ ​sure​ ​you'll​ ​hear​ ​it​ ​in​ ​the​ ​tabloids​ ​soon.​ ​Now​ ​can​ ​you​ ​start​ ​this​ ​cat needs​ ​to​ ​be​ ​attended​ ​to."​ ​Said​ ​Damian​ ​as​ ​he​ ​carefully​ ​handed​ ​the​ ​cat​ ​to​ ​the​ ​doctor.  

While​ ​they​ ​bathed​ ​and​ ​checked​ ​the​ ​cat​ ​over​ ​for​ ​any​ ​injuries​ ​and​ ​gave​ ​it​ ​it's​ ​proper​ ​shots. Annabella​ ​watched​ ​her​ ​brother.​ ​His​ ​entire​ ​demeanor​ ​seemed​ ​to​ ​change,​ ​when​ ​the​ ​kitten​ ​would fidget​ ​Damian​ ​would​ ​pet​ ​it​ ​and​ ​whisper​ ​something​ ​in​ ​Arabic.​ ​She​ ​could​ ​feel​ ​the​ ​calmness​ ​radiating from​ ​the​ ​cat.​ ​Once​ ​they​ ​finished​ ​Dr.​ ​Croft​ ​left.  

"Would​ ​you​ ​like​ ​to​ ​feed​ ​him?"​ ​Annabella​ ​asked​ ​her​ ​brother​ ​as​ ​she​ ​prepared​ ​the​ ​bottle.  

"Sure."​ ​Damian​ ​replied​ ​as​ ​he​ ​adjusted​ ​the​ ​cat​ ​in​ ​his​ ​arms​ ​before​ ​taking​ ​the​ ​bottle.  

"So​ ​much​ ​for​ ​cheating​ ​for​ ​using​ ​my​ ​powers​ ​huh."​ ​Annabella​ ​smirked​ ​and​ ​Damian​ ​huffed.  

"I​ ​will​ ​admit​ ​you​ ​do​ ​seem​ ​to​ ​make​ ​things​ ​better​ ​when​ ​it​ ​comes​ ​to​ ​the​ ​well being​ ​of​ ​the​ ​animals.​ ​So what's​ ​going​ ​to​ ​happen​ ​to​ ​him​ ​now?”  

“Well​ ​we​ ​take​ ​him​ ​to​ ​the​ ​cat​ ​lounge.​ ​Help​ ​him​ ​hey​ ​use​ ​to​ ​the​ ​other​ ​cats​ ​and​ ​just​ ​wait​ ​to​ ​see​ ​if maybe​ ​he'll​ ​get​ ​adopted."​ ​Annabella​ ​explained,​ ​she​ ​notice​ ​Damian​ ​slightly​ ​pout.​ ​"Unless​ ​you​ ​help me​ ​convince​ ​dad​ ​to​ ​keep​ ​him.”  

“Why​ ​would​ ​we​ ​need​ ​to​ ​convince​ ​him?"​ ​Questioned​ ​Damian,​ ​Annabella​ ​bit​ ​her​ ​lip.  

"Well​ ​once​ ​we​ ​realized​ ​my​ ​powers​ ​I​ ​tended​ ​to​ ​attract​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​animals​ ​to​ ​the​ ​manor.​ ​So​ ​now​ ​to have​ ​to​ ​ask​ ​before​ ​I​ ​bring​ ​animals​ ​in.​ ​But​ ​if​ ​we​ ​team​ ​up​ ​and​ ​pulled​ ​our​ ​best​ ​puppy​ ​dog​ ​face​ ​he might​ ​just​ ​say​ ​yes.”  

“What's​ ​a​ ​puppy​ ​dog​ ​face?”  

“You​ ​don't​ ​know​ ​what​ ​a​ ​puppy​ ​dog​ ​face​ ​is?”  

“I've​ ​never​ ​really​ ​ever​ ​had​ ​to​ ​beg​ ​for​ ​anything,​ ​and​ ​what​ ​are​ ​you​ ​doing​ ​with​ ​your​ ​face?”  

“This​ ​is​ ​my​ ​puppy​ ​dog​ ​face.​ ​You​ ​just​ ​have​ ​to​ ​pout​ ​make​ ​you​ ​eyes​ ​slightly​ ​watery​ ​and​ ​boom​ ​puppy dog​ ​face​ ​almost​ ​always​ ​guarantees​ ​you​ ​getting​ ​your​ ​way​ ​done.​ ​Try​ ​it.”  Damian​ ​gave​ ​her​ ​a​ ​skeptical​ ​look.  

“Come​ ​on​ ​just​ ​try​ ​it."​ ​Annabella​ ​encouraged,​ ​Damian​ ​sighed​ ​and​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​imitate​ ​her.​ ​

"Okay​ ​you got​ ​the​ ​pouting​ ​part​ ​right​ ​but​ ​try​ ​to​ ​soften​ ​your​ ​eyes​ ​and​ ​try​ ​not​ ​to​ ​scrunch​ ​your​ ​eyebrows.​ ​Oh perfect!”  

“I​ ​feel​ ​ridiculous.”  

“Nonsense​ ​you​ ​look​ ​perfect​ ​trust​ ​me​ ​my​ ​little​ ​padawan​ ​it​ ​will​ ​work.”  

“Padawan?”  

“Please​ ​tell​ ​me​ ​you​ ​know​ ​what​ ​Star​ ​Wars​ ​is."​ ​Damian​ ​shook​ ​his​ ​head.​ 

​"Oh​ ​I​ ​am​ ​going​ ​to​ ​have​ ​so much​ ​fun​ ​catching​ ​you​ ​up​ ​on​ ​pop​ ​culture.​ ​Anyway​ ​we​ ​just​ ​have​ ​to​ ​fill​ ​out​ ​his​ ​registration​ ​papers and​ ​we​ ​can​ ​leave.”  Annabella​ ​pulled​ ​out​ ​some​ ​farms​ ​from​ ​a​ ​filing​ ​cabinet​ ​and​ ​began​ ​to​ ​fill​ ​them​ ​out.  

“So​ ​what​ ​do​ ​you​ ​want​ ​to​ ​name​ ​him?”  

“I​ ​was​ ​thinking​ ​Pennyworth.”  

“You​ ​want​ ​to​ ​name​ ​him​ ​after​ ​Alfred?”  

“Is​ ​that​ ​a​ ​problem?”  

“No​ ​not​ ​at​ ​all.​ ​Trust​ ​me​ ​it's​ ​refreshing​ ​to​ ​hear​ ​a​ ​name​ ​that​ ​isn't​ ​Captain​ ​McFluffykins​ ​or​ ​Admiral Meow.”  

“Do​ ​people​ ​really​ ​name​ ​their​ ​animals​ ​like​ ​that​ ​or​ ​are​ ​you​ ​joking?”  

“Nope​ ​totally​ ​serious.”  

“Kids​ ​are​ ​weird.”  

“Technically​ ​you​ ​are​ ​a​ ​kid.”  

“Pre-teen.”  

“Yeah​ ​whatever.​ ​Okay​ ​paperwork​ ​done​ ​let's​ ​go​ ​home."​ ​Annabella​ ​grabbed​ ​a​ ​small​ ​carrier​ ​and Damian​ ​helped​ ​put​ ​the​ ​sleeping​ ​kitten​ ​in.  

When​ ​they​ ​reached​ ​the​ ​car​ ​Annabella​ ​slipped​ ​the​ ​carrier​ ​in​ ​the​ ​backseat.​ ​She​ ​tossed​ ​her​ ​keys​ ​to Damian​ ​who​ ​quickly​ ​caught​ ​them.  

"You​ ​know​ ​your​ ​way​ ​back​ ​to​ ​the​ ​manor​ ​right​ ​dragon​ ​head?"​ ​Annabella​ ​asked.  

"I​ ​thought​ ​Father​ ​said​ ​I​ ​couldn't​ ​drive.”  

“I​ ​won't​ ​tell​ ​if​ ​you​ ​won't​ ​tell.​ ​But​ ​if​ ​we​ ​get​ ​pulled​ ​over​ ​your​ ​15​ ​and​ ​I'm​ ​teaching​ ​you​ ​how​ ​to​ ​drive.” Damian​ ​smirked.  

“Trust​ ​me​ ​we​ ​won't​ ​get​ ​pulled​ ​over."​ ​Damian​ ​quickly​ ​made​ ​his​ ​way​ ​to​ ​the​ ​driver's​ ​seat​ ​as Annabella​ ​slipped​ ​into​ ​the​ ​passenger​ ​seat.  

"Who​ ​knows​ ​maybe​ ​having​ ​a​ ​sister​ ​wouldn't​ ​be​ ​so​ ​bad​ ​after​ ​all."​ ​Said​ ​Damian​ ​as​ ​he​ ​stared​ ​the cat.  

"Oh​ ​we'll​ ​see​ ​about​ ​that."​ ​Annabella​ ​said​ ​with​ ​a​ ​chuckle,​ ​already​ ​thinking​ ​of​ ​the​ ​headache​ ​they​ ​are going​ ​to​ ​give​ ​their​ ​father.  

*three​ ​years​ ​later*  

Annabella​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​she​ ​walked​ ​the​ ​halls​ ​of​ ​Watchtower.​ ​After​ ​two​ ​weeks​ ​the​ ​Justice​ ​League was​ ​finally​ ​able​ ​to​ ​defeat​ ​an​ ​alien​ ​race​ ​that​ ​threatened​ ​to​ ​invade.​ ​Now​ ​after​ ​a​ ​shower,​ ​getting checked​ ​at​ ​the​ ​med​ ​bay​ ​to​ ​get​ ​her​ ​broken​ ​arm​ ​in​ ​a​ ​cast,​ ​and​ ​slipping​ ​into​ ​a​ ​fresh​ ​clean​ ​suit​ ​all​ ​she wanted​ ​to​ ​do​ ​was​ ​just​ ​home​ ​and​ ​sleep​ ​for​ ​a​ ​month.​ ​She​ ​was​ ​walking​ ​down​ ​an​ ​empty​ ​hallway when​ ​she​ ​felt​ ​a​ ​strong​ ​pair​ ​of​ ​arms​ ​wrap​ ​around​ ​her​ ​waist​ ​and​ ​quickly​ ​yank​ ​her​ ​into​ ​a​ ​small​ ​broom closet.​ ​A​ ​soft​ ​blue​ ​glow​ ​came​ ​from​ ​behind​ ​her​ ​and​ ​she​ ​stroked​ ​her​ ​boyfriends​ ​tattooed​ ​that provided​ ​them​ ​light​ ​in​ ​the​ ​dark​ ​space.  

"Hello​ ​my​ ​love."​ ​Kaldur​ ​whispered​ ​as​ ​he​ ​pressed​ ​a​ ​small​ ​kiss​ ​to​ ​the​ ​base​ ​of​ ​her​ ​neck.  

"Hello​ ​cariño.​ ​I​ ​missed​ ​you."​ ​Annabella​ ​turned​ ​and​ ​gave​ ​him​ ​a​ ​sweet​ ​kiss.  

"Are​ ​you​ ​alright?"​ ​He​ ​asked​ ​as​ ​he​ ​noticed​ ​her​ ​arm.  

"Just​ ​a​ ​broken​ ​arm,​ ​couple​ ​of​ ​bruised​ ​ribs,​ ​and​ ​cuts​ ​and​ ​bruises​ ​just​ ​about​ ​everywhere​ ​but​ ​other than​ ​that​ ​I'm​ ​fine.​ ​Plus​ ​I​ ​heal​ ​fast​ ​so​ ​really​ ​no​ ​biggie."​ ​She​ ​shrugged,​ ​"what​ ​about​ ​you?”  

“A​ ​few​ ​new​ ​wounds​ ​here​ ​and​ ​there​ ​but​ ​I​ ​am​ ​fine​ ​as​ ​well."​ ​He​ ​replied,​ ​Annabella​ ​reached​ ​up​ ​and stroked​ ​his​ ​cheek​ ​and​ ​sighed​ ​as​ ​she​ ​gazed​ ​into​ ​his​ ​intense​ ​grey​ ​eyes.​ ​He​ ​held​ ​her​ ​hand​ ​and nuzzled​ ​into​ ​it​ ​kissing​ ​her​ ​palm.​ ​

"I​ ​do​ ​wish​ ​your​ ​family​ ​knew​ ​about​ ​us​ ​so​ ​we​ ​wouldn't​ ​have​ ​to​ ​hide like​ ​this.”  

“I​ ​know,​ ​I​ ​know​ ​and​ ​they​ ​will​ ​I​ ​promise​ ​as​ ​soon​ ​as​ ​we​ ​finishing​ ​cleaning​ ​up​ ​the​ ​damage​ ​that​ ​was cause​ ​we​ ​will​ ​tell​ ​them.​ ​And​ ​I​ ​hope​ ​Damian​ ​doesn't​ ​turn​ ​you​ ​into​ ​fresh​ ​sushi."​ ​Annabella​ ​smiled and​ ​Kaldur​ ​lightly​ ​chuckled.​ ​"Although​ ​I​ ​do​ ​have​ ​a​ ​family​ ​full​ ​of​ ​detectives​ ​I'm​ ​sure​ ​one​ ​of​ ​them​ ​is bound​ ​to​ ​know.”  

“Speaking​ ​of​ ​which​ ​long​ ​before​ ​they​ ​realize​ ​you​ ​are​ ​taking​ ​longer​ ​than​ ​usual​ ​to​ ​get​ ​to​ ​them?”  

“Maybe​ ​five​ ​more​ ​minutes?"​ ​It​ ​was​ ​more​ ​of​ ​a​ ​question​ ​than​ ​a​ ​statement.  

"Well​ ​in​ ​that​ ​case​ ​let's​ ​make​ ​the​ ​most​ ​of​ ​them."​ ​He​ ​said​ ​as​ ​he​ ​leaned​ ​down​ ​and​ ​kissed​ ​you​ ​with​ ​a passion​ ​that​ ​made​ ​her​ ​knees​ ​weak.  

He​ ​held​ ​her​ ​close,​ ​hands​ ​gripping​ ​her​ ​waist,​ ​almost​ ​as​ ​if​ ​he​ ​were​ ​afraid​ ​if​ ​he​ ​left​ ​go​ ​she​ ​would disappear.​ ​She​ ​wrapped​ ​her​ ​good​ ​hand​ ​behind​ ​his​ ​neck​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​make​ ​sure​ ​there​ ​was​ ​no​ ​space between​ ​them.​ ​Then​ ​suddenly​ ​the​ ​door​ ​flew​ ​open​ ​and​ ​someone​ ​cleared​ ​their​ ​throat.​ ​They​ ​both froze.​ ​Annabella​ ​slowly​ ​pulled​ ​away​ ​keeping​ ​her​ ​eyes​ ​closed.  

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She​ ​slowly​ ​opened​ ​her​ ​eyes​ ​and​ ​resisted​ ​the​ ​urge​ ​to​ ​groan.​ ​In​ ​a​ ​way​ ​she​ ​wished​ ​it​ ​was​ ​just​ ​her father.​ ​But​ ​apparently​ ​the​ ​universe​ ​did​ ​want​ ​that,​ ​because​ ​standing​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​them​ ​was​ ​her​ ​entire family.​ ​Dick​ ​and​ ​Tim​ ​looked​ ​amused,​ ​while​ ​Jason​ ​looked​ ​like​ ​he​ ​was​ ​debating​ ​which​ ​way​ ​he​ ​was going​ ​to​ ​murder​ ​Kaldur,​ ​Cass​ ​simply​ ​held​ ​her​ ​hand​ ​up​ ​while​ ​Barbara​ ​and​ ​Stephane​ ​handed​ ​her 20​ ​dollars,​ ​however​ ​Damian​ ​and​ ​Bruce​ ​both​ ​held​ ​blank​ ​expressions,​ ​which​ ​just​ ​made​ ​Annabella worry​ ​more.  

"Hey​ ​guys."​ ​She​ ​cringed​ ​at​ ​how​ ​high​ ​her​ ​voice​ ​sounded.  

"So​ ​you​ ​and​ ​Kaldur​ ​huh."​ ​Said​ ​Tim​ ​with​ ​a​ ​smirk​ ​that​ ​she​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​slap​ ​off.  

"Yup.”  

“How​ ​long?"​ ​Bruce​ ​spoke​ ​his​ ​voice​ ​sounding​ ​a​ ​bit​ ​rougher​ ​than​ ​usual.​ ​Annabella​ ​gulped.  

"Um​ ​five​ ​months."​ ​Again​ ​she​ ​cringed​ ​at​ ​the​ ​sound​ ​of​ ​her​ ​voice​ ​again.​ ​Damian​ ​huffed​ ​and​ ​stomped away.​ ​"Damian​ ​wait!”  

She​ ​ran​ ​after​ ​her​ ​brother​ ​leaving​ ​her​ ​poor​ ​boyfriend​ ​to​ ​fend​ ​off​ ​her​ ​family​ ​by​ ​himself.​ ​She​ ​looked around​ ​the​ ​main​ ​command​ ​center​ ​and​ ​cursed​ ​when​ ​she​ ​couldn't​ ​find​ ​him.​ ​She​ ​spotted​ ​Red Arrow.​ ​Or​ ​was​ ​it​ ​Arsenal​ ​now?​ ​Whatever​ ​these​ ​timelines​ ​were​ ​weird​ ​she​ ​quickly​ ​went​ ​up​ ​to​ ​him.  

“Ginger​ ​spice​ ​have​ ​you​ ​seen​ ​my​ ​brother?"​ ​She​ ​asked,​ ​the​ ​archer​ ​glared​ ​at​ ​her​ ​before​ ​answering.  

"I​ ​think​ ​I​ ​just​ ​saw​ ​him​ ​beam​ ​away."​ ​She​ ​let​ ​out​ ​a​ ​loud​ ​groan.  

"Did​ ​he​ ​find​ ​out​ ​about​ ​you​ ​and​ ​Kaldur?”  

“How​ ​did​ ​you…​ ​never​ ​mind​ ​later​ ​ginger​ ​spice!"​ ​She​ ​waved​ ​as​ ​she​ ​left.  

"You're​ ​not​ ​invited​ ​to​ ​karaoke​ ​night​ ​anymore!"​ ​He​ ​shouted.  

"That's​ ​what​ ​you​ ​guys​ ​always​ ​say!"​ ​She​ ​shouted​ ​back.  

She​ ​quickly​ ​put​ ​in​ ​the​ ​coordinates​ ​for​ ​the​ ​batcave​ ​and​ ​jumped​ ​on​ ​the​ ​platform​ ​to​ ​teleport.​ ​Once she​ ​was​ ​in​ ​the​ ​cave​ ​she​ ​raced​ ​upstairs​ ​and​ ​ran​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​manor.​ ​Once​ ​she​ ​was​ ​outside​ ​she made​ ​a​ ​beeline​ ​to​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​bigger​ ​trees​ ​where​ ​her​ ​tree​ ​house​ ​was.​ ​She​ ​leaned​ ​against​ ​the​ ​base of​ ​tree​ ​and​ ​huffed.​ ​Sitting​ ​there​ ​was​ ​Titus​ ​looking​ ​up​ ​at​ ​the​ ​tree​ ​house.  

Something​ ​is​ ​wrong​ ​with​ ​my​ ​human.  

"Yeah​ ​I​ ​know​ ​buddy.​ ​I'll​ ​talk​ ​to​ ​him."​ ​She​ ​said​ ​as​ ​she​ ​pet​ ​his​ ​head​ ​and​ ​looked​ ​up​ ​groaning.​ ​"I’m getting​ ​too​ ​old​ ​for​ ​this​ ​shit.”  

When​ ​she​ ​got​ ​up​ ​she​ ​poked​ ​her​ ​head​ ​in​ ​and​ ​saw​ ​Damian​ ​sitting​ ​on​ ​the​ ​small​ ​twin​ ​bed​ ​looking​ ​up at​ ​the​ ​stars​ ​through​ ​the​ ​open​ ​ceiling.​ ​Alfred​ ​was​ ​curled​ ​up​ ​at​ ​the​ ​foot​ ​of​ ​the​ ​bed.  

Miss​ ​Anna.​ ​He​ ​greeted,​ ​she​ ​smiled​ ​at​ ​the​ ​cat​ ​always​ ​finding​ ​it​ ​amusing​ ​how​ ​it​ ​picked​ ​up​ ​on Alfred's​ ​mannerism.​ ​

Petting​ ​his​ ​head​ ​as​ ​she​ ​passed​ ​him,​ ​she​ ​sat​ ​next​ ​to​ ​her​ ​brother.​ ​She​ ​waited as​ ​she​ ​looked​ ​up.  

“Why​ ​didn't​ ​you​ ​tell​ ​me?"​ ​He​ ​asked,​ ​she​ ​sighed.  

"We​ ​we're​ ​going​ ​to​ ​tell​ ​you​ ​guys​ ​sooner​ ​but​ ​then​ ​the​ ​invasion​ ​happened.​ ​We​ ​didn't​ ​mean​ ​to​ ​hide​ ​it for​ ​so​ ​long."​ ​She​ ​said​ ​as​ ​she​ ​leaned​ ​over​ ​and​ ​rested​ ​her​ ​head​ ​on​ ​his​ ​shoulder.  

"Did​ ​it​ ​really​ ​have​ ​to​ ​be​ ​fish​ ​brain?"​ ​He​ ​sneered,​ ​she​ ​sighed.  

"Damian…​ ​when​ ​you​ ​died.​ ​I​ ​didn't​ ​really​ ​handle​ ​it​ ​too​ ​well.​ ​If​ ​losing​ ​Jason​ ​and​ ​my​ ​grandmother broke​ ​me.​ ​Losing​ ​you​ ​it​ ​nearly​ ​killed​ ​me.​ ​And​ ​Kaldur​ ​he​ ​was​ ​the​ ​one​ ​to​ ​help​ ​me.​ ​And​ ​if​ ​it​ ​wasn’t for​ ​him​ ​I'm​ ​not​ ​really​ ​sure​ ​what​ ​you​ ​would've​ ​come​ ​back​ ​to.”  Damian​ ​wrapped​ ​his​ ​arms​ ​around​ ​his​ ​sister​ ​and​ ​held​ ​her​ ​close.​ ​She​ ​snuggled​ ​into​ ​his​ ​chest listening​ ​to​ ​his​ ​steady​ ​heartbeat​ ​to​ ​remind​ ​herself​ ​that​ ​he​ ​really​ ​was​ ​alive.  

“He​ ​makes​ ​you​ ​happy?”  

“Yes.”  He​ ​sighed​ ​and​ ​rubbed​ ​her​ ​shoulder. 

“Alright​ ​you​ ​guys​ ​can​ ​date.”  

“Really?”  

“Yes.”  

“Thank​ ​you."​ ​She​ ​smiled​ ​and​ ​hugged​ ​him.​ 

​"Come​ ​on​ ​dragon​ ​head​ ​let's​ ​go​ ​back​ ​inside​ ​I'm​ ​pretty sure​ ​everyone​ ​is​ ​waiting.”  

When​ ​they​ ​walked​ ​back​ ​into​ ​the​ ​manor​ ​sure​ ​enough​ ​everyone​ ​was​ ​standing​ ​around​ ​in​ ​the​ ​living room.​ ​Kaldur​ ​was​ ​sitting​ ​awkwardly​ ​on​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​sofas.  

“Alfred​ ​prepare​ ​some​ ​coffee​ ​it's​ ​going​ ​to​ ​be​ ​a​ ​long​ ​night."​ ​Said​ ​Damian​ ​as​ ​he​ ​took​ ​a​ ​seat​ ​in​ ​front of​ ​Kaldur.​ ​"Kaldur'ahm​ ​I​ ​am​ ​going​ ​to​ ​ask​ ​you​ ​a​ ​series​ ​of​ ​questions​ ​regarding​ ​my​ ​sister​ ​answer them​ ​correctly​ ​and​ ​you​ ​will​ ​proceed​ ​to​ ​complete​ ​an​ ​obstacle​ ​course.​ ​Then​ ​you​ ​will​ ​be​ ​allowed​ ​to be​ ​with​ ​my​ ​sister.”  

“Damian!​ ​Seriously!?​ ​You​ ​just​ ​told​ ​me​ ​we​ ​could​ ​date."​ ​Exclaimed​ ​Annabella.  

"That​ ​doesn't​ ​mean​ ​I​ ​can't​ ​test​ ​him."​ ​Said​ ​Damian.  

"Hey​ ​wait​ ​I​ ​want​ ​part​ ​of​ ​this​ ​interrogation."​ ​Said​ ​Jason​ ​as​ ​he​ ​took​ ​a​ ​seat.​ ​There​ ​was​ ​a​ ​chorus​ ​of me​ ​too's​ ​as​ ​everyone​ ​took​ ​seats.  

"Dad?"​ ​Annabella​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​her​ ​father​ ​silently​ ​pleading​ ​for​ ​him​ ​to​ ​stop​ ​this.​ ​But​ ​he​ ​simply​ ​smiled back.​ ​Oh​ ​no​ ​that's​ ​never​ ​good.  

"Damian​ ​you​ ​may​ ​begin."​ ​Said​ ​Bruce.  

Annabella​ ​groaned​ ​as​ ​she​ ​stood​ ​off​ ​to​ ​the​ ​side.​ ​Alfred​ ​coming​ ​up​ ​beside​ ​her.  

"They​ ​are​ ​quite​ ​the​ ​handful​ ​aren't​ ​they​ ​miss."​ ​Said​ ​Alfred​ ​and​ ​Annabella​ ​leaned​ ​against​ ​him.  

"Yes​ ​they​ ​are​ ​but​ ​honestly​ ​I​ ​wouldn't​ ​have​ ​it​ ​any​ ​other​ ​way."​ ​She​ ​sighed​ ​as​ ​she​ ​watched​ ​her family​ ​interrogate​ ​her​ ​boyfriend​ ​with​ ​a​ ​small​ ​smile​ ​on​ ​her​ ​face. 

Summary: Layla Heartfilia promises her daughter that she’ll have herself a ring just as extravagant as her own one day, but Lucy finds that she’s a simpler kind of girl. 

A/N: …no excuse. just nalu fluff

“One day you’ll have a ring just like mine, I promise.”

The young girl’s eyes widened at her mother’s words, and she smiled from where she sat perched on Layla’s vanity. Her little legs swung back and forth as she admired the ornate ring that her mother wore proudly on her left hand. Her daddy was always so quick to boast that he’d found the best diamond in all of Fiore, just for the sake of putting it on his wife’s finger. 

“I get a wing like yours, momma?" 

Layla Heartfilia smiled as she turned away from the mirror, pecking her daughter’s cheek and leaving behind a red outline. 

"A ring, sweetie. Remember to practice your r’s while mommy and daddy are away at the banquet tonight." 

"Okay, momma.” Lucy giggled as her mother kissed her once more, this time on the very tip of her nose. 

“A ring just like mine, Lucy.” Her mother winked, and there was a knowing, hint of a smile on her rosy lips. “I’m sure of it." 

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  • Yoongi and hoseok walked for a
  • Few minutes in silence, growing further and further away from the dorm. They sometimes took walks like this- venting out frustrations and relieving stress.
  • Hoseok sat down in the grassy patch and laid down. He had stripped off his nice coat, and was sprawled out in his black dress pants and a silky blue dress shirt. He looked even more handsome than usual-- just looking up at Yoongi so comfortably.
  • 'Okay, talk to me.' Hoseok demanded, offering his hand to Yoongi. Yoongi took it and let himself be pulled next to hoseok, their hands warm and interlocked.
  • Hoseok released but Yoongi wished he hadn't.
  • 'You don't like anyone, do you?' Yoongi asked, his palms sweating nervously. Hoseok eyed him suspiciously.
  • 'What are you up to??' He asked.
  • 'I'm just curious.'
  • 'I, uh-- I don't really have an answer.' Hoseok looked down nervously.
  • 'Who is it?' Yoongi pressed.
  • 'Yoongi-- ' hoseok pleaded, sitting up.
  • 'I... I know someone who likes you. I'm inquiring for them.' Yoongi stuttered.
  • 'Yoongi... you know that even if I did like someone, I couldn't act on that interest. You know better than anyone!' Hoseok exclaimed.
  • ' I do.' Yoongi glanced at his crush with longing eyes. He really did know.
  • 'I'm flattered that someone is interested. I'm sure they'll find someone suitable in no time.' Hoseok offered, eliminating himself as an option. Yoongi laughed lightly. That was a hoseok response. Removing himself from the equation.
  • 'I have another question.' Yoongi felt more comfortable now, just being there with hoseok-- all alone. Just the two of them, what he liked best.
  • 'Oh here we go.' Hoseok joked. Yoongi twisted his fingers with jitters all through his body.
  • 'Have you ever... liked one of the members?' Yoongi asked. Hoseok nearly choked at the question.
  • 'Yoongi, why are you doing this?? You know that these kinds of questions are really crazy, right? What if I said yes?? It's completely against the rules. And If I did, what would it matter?? It wouldn't be reciprocated. And if I did, all it would do is lead to more problems!' Hoseok spewed off angrily.
  • 'I-- I...' Yoongi started.
  • 'What, hyung?' Hoseok asked.
  • 'I...'
  • Yoongi looked at Hoseok and Hoseok looked at Yoongi. Min Yoongi had never seen such a beautiful person in his entire life. He'd never wanted to lay his own lips on another's with this much passion.
  • And then suddenly, he had.
  • He was kissing Jung Hoseok.
  • Hoseoks initial reaction was shock. He pulled back, looking at
  • Yoongi with wide eyes.
  • 'Yoongi...' he breathed. Yoongi didn't give him another minute to pull away, looking like once more. The way Hoseok moved his lips against Yoongi’s-- Yoongi had never felt this before. A warmth spread throughout his whole body. His skin was on fire. The feeling of hoseoks fingers brushing his cheek was enough to send him into another dimension. This kiss was mutual, Hoseok could feel it too. He wanted more. He wanted this so badly. But something inside him was signaling to stop. This is bad for business, his mind reminded him. But it feels so right; he thought again. Stop. Stop. He argued with himself until finally he pulled away from Yoongi, who had placed his hand sweetly around Hoseok’s lower back.
  • 'We can't.' Hoseok said gruffly.
  • 'I know.' Yoongi opened his eyes and exhaled. Hoseok had never seen yoongis face so flushed and pink. He looked nice with a bit of color. He always looked nice.
  • 'This never happened.' Hoseok offered. Yoongis heart dropped into his chest. The dejected feeling hit him immediately.
  • 'Hoseok...'
  • 'No. it never happened.' Hoseok said, standing up. It was the last thing hoseok wanted to do-- he wanted to lay with Min Yoongi until the sun rose in a few hours. He wanted to kiss his soft lips and talk for hours about anything and everything.
  • But Hoseok had gone through too much to let love change anything.
  • He couldn't let his emotions get the best of him. He couldn't let Yoongi ruin his career either.
  • 'It really meant nothing to you?' Hoseok could hear the hurt in yoongis voice.
  • He crouched down and took Yoongi’s hand, kissing it lightly.
  • 'It meant everything to me.' He whispered, darting off towards the dorms.
  • Min Yoongi had never felt so conflicted in his entire life.

anonymous asked:

I have a huge problem and I would love some advice you see, my problem is that I can draw.... But only when I'm looking at other peoples drawings so I'm pretty much copying other people's work (of course I never flaunt it around claiming it as mine) but it gets me irritated that I can't draw my own work and when I try it looks bad. I hear a lot of people go through this but how do they grow out of it this problem has been going on for a long time to the point where I think I should stop drawing

Morning dear anon❤ Sorry for the late reply as it took me sometime to think the question through and organise my thoughts.

I thought to share some of my personal experience with you, as I went through something quite similar myself. Though it may not be what you are fully experiencing at the moment but I do hope it could be helpful to you somehow. 

The answer is quite long so I have tuck it in under the cut. 

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Honeymoon sentence starters
  • "There's nobody for you but me."
  • "We make the rules."
  • "We both know the history of violence that surrounds you."
  • "Putting on my music while I’m watching the boys."
  • "I’ve been sent to destroy."
  • "I know what only the girls know."
  • "Nothing gold can stay."
  • "It's all a game to me anyway."
  • "I don't matter to anyone."
  • "I lost myself when I lost you."
  • "I still get trashed, darling, when I hear your tunes."
  • "I won't change you for anything."
  • "I feel free when I see no one and nobody knows my name." "I've got nothing much to live for."
  • "Look at you, looking at me."
  • "Loving you is hard, being here is harder."
  • "I can't survive if this is all that's real."
  • "The truth is I never bought into your bullshit."
  • "All I wanna do is get high by the beach."
  • "You could be a bad motherfucker, but that don't make you a man."
  • "Now you're just another one of my problems."
  • "Come to California."
  • "Be a freak like me, too."
  • "We could slow dance to rock music, kiss while we do it."
  • "If you stay, I'll stay."
  • "You're not mean, you just want to be seen."
  • "A little party never hurt no one, so we stay out late."
  • "You want in, but you just can't win."
  • "You're crazy all the time."
  • "We were born to be free."
  • "It never was about the money or the drugs."
  • "You're my religion."
  • "Everything looks better from above, my king."
  • "All the lights are sparkling for you."
  • "I've been waiting for you all this time."
  • "I adore you, can't you see, you're meant for me?"
  • "Summer's hot, but I've been cold without you."
  • "Got my blue nail polish on; it's my favorite color and my favorite tone of song."
  • "I don't really wanna break up."
  • "It's not easy for me to talk about."
  • "Looking for love in all the wrong places."
  • "Carry me home, don't wanna talk about the things to come."
  • "Now that he's gone, I can't feel nothing."
  • "I got you where I want you."
  • "It's not one of those phases I'm going through."
  • "I'm on my own again."
  • "Be careful of the company you keep."
  • "Give me your diamonds."
  • "You're hard to reach, you're cold to touch."
  • "Why work so hard when you could just be free?"
  • "You got your moment now, you got your legacy."
  • "I will never sing again."
  • "You've been gone so long, you missed everything."
  • "Baby, you understand me now?"
  • "Don't you know, no one alive can always be an angel?"
  • "I'm just a soul whose intentions are good."
  • "Please don't let me be misunderstood."
  • "I never meant to take it out on all you."
  • "Don't you know I have faults like anyone?"
End of a Journey

Aka I can’t shut up about the Crusaders so have a brief analysis of the ending arc b/c i love to die

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438. "Don't give up on us" (Requested)
  • Harry: You've done your best to stay away from social media and gossip but tonight when you were with your friends and someone flipped through the channels and stopped when they saw Harry's name, that changed. 'Harry Styles' new mystery girl.' You heard stuff like this all the time and it wouldn't have phased you if it weren't for the video. They were close, really close, whispering and giggling in some nightclub and then they walked out and he grabbed for her hand and led her into the car. You could feel all of your friends watching you, waiting for a reaction but all you could do for a while was try to blink away the tears forming in your eyes. Eventually you stood up and excused yourself to the bathroom to call Harry. The longer it took for him to answer to harder you started to cry. "Hiya babe!" His voice was sleepy. You couldn't talk, you just quietly sobbed on the other end. "Hello? Love, are you there? You okay ? Are you crying? What happened? Dammit (Y/N) answer me." The fact that he didn't know why you were upset only made you angry. "It's over. I'm done." Your voice was quiet but stern. "What? (Y/N) please. What did I do? You can't just give up on us, please talk to me."
  • Liam: It's been almost a week since you've talked to Liam. They only time you heard from his was when he texted and said 'sooo busy. call soon xx.' You really tried to be understanding but when things got like this it was hard. All you really wanted was to hear his voice but he just didn't have the time. When he finally did call you tried your best not to be angry with him but he wasn't making it easy for you. "Well hello stranger." you teased. "C'mon (Y/N) I've had a long day I don't need your shit too," he snapped at you. "Then maybe you shouldn't have called." "Maybe your right." That's what pushed you over the edge. "Well then maybe this just isn't meant to work out." You could hear him shifting in his seat. "What? That's not what I meant, I'm just crabby..." you cut him off. "I get that. And so am I but I'm not taking it out on you. I'm so done with the excuses Liam, its not fair." You didn't give yourself enough time to process what you were saying you just said it. "(Y/N)" His voice cracked, "Please don't do this. I'm so sorry, really. I'll get better I promise, just please don't give up on us."
  • Louis: It's the longest you and Louis have gone without seeing each other and it's really taken a toll on your relationship. "I miss you so much love. Just come see me." You can practically hear him pouting on the other end. "I miss you too Lou. And you know if I would if I could." But that's not good enough for him. "C'mon, I can get you the next flight out here. You'll be in my arms by morning." You didn't mean to get so angry with him, you just hate when he talks like whatever you're doing isn't nearly as important as him so you should be the one to compromise. "I have a life here Louis. School and internship, that will hopefully turn into a job, sure it's not your glamorous rockstar lifestyle but it's my life and I can't just give it up." You snapped. "I didn't say that." You could hear him getting frustrated. "But it's what you meant. It's what you always mean. I love you but I'm not going to give up my life and future and if that's what you want then this isn't going to work." You could feel the knot building inside your chest. "(Y/N) that's not-I don't-please don't say that. Don't give up on us."
  • Niall: You've been standing in front of the mirror for what seems to be hours; poking, pulling, and prodding at your curves. Whenever you're feeling down on yourself you can always find thousands of people who are more than willing to help point out your flaws. You've been so upset lately and without Niall around to pick you back up, things have gotten bad. You've hardly slept, you can't focus at work, all you could think about was how you weren't good enough for Niall and about everything you're insecure of. When the tears started streaming down your cheeks your phone rang, it was Niall of course. "Hey baby girl! I can't wait for you to come visit...." He was his happy-go-lucky self and you were miserable, he didn't deserve this. "Look Niall," you cut him off. "I think- I just can't do this anymore. It's not fair to you." you croaked. "Whaddya mean?" his voice was small and quiet. "I'm not good for you." "That's for me to decide." He sounded angry now. "Ni, please..." This time he cut you off, "No (Y/N) you can't just...just don't give up on us."
  • Zayn: You've been at each other's throats all week. All you wanted to do when you got home was relax, but Zayn made sure that wouldn't happen. You walked into your house, music blasting, people everywhere and a mixture of alcohol and smoke filled the air. You walked into the kitchen to find Zayn playing beer pong. You stood in front of him waiting for him to explain himself but he never did. "Are you fucking kidding me?" You finally blurted out just when he was throwing the tiny plastic ball, causing it to fall short. "Fuck!" He directed towards you. "What?" He stared at you blankly. You shook your head and ran to your room, you knew Zayn was behind you. You went into your closet and started to pack a bag. "What are you doing?" Zayn stepped towards you. "I'm gonna stay with my sister, clear my head." By now you were fighting back tears. "(Y/N) please. Don't leave." He reached out for you but you pulled away. "I can't keep doing this." You were almost whispering. He stepped closer to you and reached for your cheek, this time you let his fingers brush away your tears. "Please just don't give up on me, on us..."

Day 7 Prompt: AU

[for @rocketangelweek]

Summary: It’s a circus AU. Angela is an acrobalance performer and Fareeha is an aerialist. Inspired by a combination of this photoset and this aerial silks duet. If you want a bonus visualize these two gay birds doing this duet together.

Notes: This didn’t turn out as well as I’d hoped. I promise the idea is really good but I just had some weird fit trying to write the end of this. If I end up turning this into a multi-chapter thing I’ll definitely rewrite this scene. Unedited as hell, so be warned.


“I want to learn part of your act.”

The blonde acrobat’s request was met with a blank look in response. Panic quickly set in. Had she offended her? Had she impressed her? Had she embarrassed her? It was impossible to tell with the way the woman before her just…stared.

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anonymous asked:

hi wei!! I'm a huge fan of your work and look up when I need inspiration. I'm 16 and it's like my dream to go to art school. I'm constantly creating and painting, but I'm just not good enough I don't think and I keep practicing and hoping I'll get better, but there's always something off idk I was just wondering if you had any advice since you're so amazing

Hello friend! 

I am going to share with you a quote from Ira Glass:

“Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, it’s just not that good. It’s trying to be good, it has potential, but it’s not. But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you. A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn’t have this special thing that we want it to have. We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know its normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s gonna take awhile. It’s normal to take awhile. You’ve just gotta fight your way through.”

Remember this whenever you have doubts about yourself.

Cheers and love, 

Otter ✿

Basically Civil War
  • Wanda: (sitting in cafe) Uh, should I say something that explains my powers to the people who didn't see Age of Ultron?
  • Nat: Yeah, may as well. Speaking of which, do I have a forced romantic subplot in this movie?
  • Sam: Nope, I can't see one.
  • Nat: Oh, thank god.
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  • Steve: Wanda, just like we practiced.
  • Wanda: What about the gas?
  • Steve: Get it out. (jumps in)
  • Wanda: Uh, Steve, shouldn't I have gotten the gas out before you jumped in there?
  • Steve: Don't worry, this is just a super soldier power that was never set up before now.
  • ----------------------------
  • Steve: You're going to jail, Skeletor. Sam said that would be a good joke, I don't personally get it.
  • Crossbones: OK, good joke, but hear me out: Bucky.
  • Steve: Shit, you've got me.
  • Crossbones: And now you're going to die.
  • Wanda: Don't worry I've got this.
  • Wanda: (throws the bomb at a building, killing several people, setting the whole plot of the film in motion)
  • Wanda: I don't got this.
  • -----------------------------
  • Tony: Ah, today seems to be going well. What could possibly go wrong?
  • Vague parent: Hello, your discount Skynet murdered my son.
  • Tony: Fuck, I thought the guilt tripping thing was over.
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  • Steve: Wanda, it's not your fault.
  • Wanda: Steve, it is absolutely my fault.
  • Steve: I know, I'm just trying to make you feel better.
  • Vision: (phases into room) I'm here to steal the movie. And also Wanda's heart.
  • Wanda: Vision, I love you, but please stop doing this.
  • Steve: Wait, has he done this before?
  • Vision: The last time this happened, I walked in on Wanda-
  • Wanda: STOP RIGHT THERE!
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  • General Ross: Hello, Avengers. I'm here to fuck everything up.
  • Wanda: Who the fuck are you?
  • General Ross: I was in the Hulk movie where Bruce looked like the guy from Fight Club.
  • Nat: Yeah, that was weird.
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  • Tony: I'm here to support the American government gain further control over superhero activity as I believe it is necessary.
  • Steve: That's odd, I'm here to fight against government control as I no longer trust them.
  • Tony: Yeah, it feels like our points of view should be reversed.
  • Steve: That says a lot about how we've progressed as characters. (receives text) Shit.
  • Tony: Language. What is it?
  • Steve: A side development to break the audience's hearts. We've got a lot of those.
  • ----------------------------
  • Steve: OK, Steve, keep it together. Hopefully Sharon Carter won't be in this, and you won't have to go through a creepy romantic sub plot.
  • Sharon: Hi, I'm here to quote the comic and kiss super soldiers.
  • Steve: Goddammit.
  • ----------------------------
  • Nat: Well, I'm here, something big is going to go down.
  • T'Challa: Hi, I'm the first black superhero on screen.
  • Nat: Wait, what about Falcon? Or War Machine?
  • T'Challa: They're sidekicks, they don't count in the same way.
  • Nat: OK, nice to meet you. Are any of your parents in this movie?
  • T'Challa: Yes, why?
  • Nat: Uh, let's just say you're story arc will involve revenge.
  • ----------------------------
  • Wanda: Why are you cooking?
  • Vision: I believe this is meant to set us up as a romantic couple.
  • Wanda: Well, it's working. Maybe Marvel have learned their lesson from Age of Ultron.
  • Vision: I believe Sharon and Steve also have a romantic sub-plot.
  • Wanda: Spoke too soon.
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  • Nat: Steve, whatever you do, don't go after Bucky.
  • Steve: Sure thing Nat. (hangs up) Sam, we're going after Bucky.
  • Sam: The dude tried to kill us multiple times.
  • Steve: Yeah, but he's cute AF.
  • Sam: Fine.
  • -------------------------
  • Steve: OK, I'm in Bucky's flat, but he's not here.
  • Bucky: Who's not here?
  • Steve: OH MY GOD! Bucky!
  • Bucky: Still don't remember you.
  • Steve: Damn it.
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  • T'Challa: Hello, my name is T'Challa. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
  • --------------------------
  • Tony: For god's sake, Steve, why did you save him?
  • Steve: He's my best friend.
  • Tony: He murdered a thousand people.
  • Steve: He was brainwashed.
  • Tony: Cool motive, still murder.
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  • Martin: Hello, I'm Martin Freeman. I heard Benedict was in the MCU, and I couldn't let him do that without me.
  • Zemo: And I'm Zemo, I'm here to screw everything up.
  • Steve: Yeah, no one really cares about you guys. Also, if you hurt my boyfriend, I hurt you.
  • Martin/Zemo: What?
  • Steve: What?
  • ---------------------------
  • Zemo: Vague brain washy words.
  • Steve: Bucky no.
  • Tony: Bucky no.
  • Nat: Bucky no.
  • Martin: Bucky no.
  • Everyone: BUCKY NO!
  • Bucky: Bucky no!
  • Zemo: Bucky yes.
  • Bucky: Bucky yes.
  • ---------------------------
  • Bucky: Escape, beat up superheroes, get away in helicopter. This is a good plan.
  • Steve: BUCKY, COME BACK HERE!
  • Bucky: Damn it, why does this blonde guy keep ruining everything? And why is he so hot?
  • -----------------------------
  • Tony: We need to bring Cap and Bucky in.
  • Nat: Who are we going to get to do that?
  • Tony: I know a kid. Even though there is literally no reason why I could even possibly know who he is.
  • Nat: Not the Spider-kid.
  • Tony: Why not?
  • Nat: I thought I was the arachnid themed hero.
  • -----------------------------
  • Tony: Hey, kid, your aunt is hot.
  • Peter: Please stop talking.
  • Tony: Also, I know you're Spider-Man.
  • Peter: How the hell do you know that?
  • Tony: I read the script. Would you like to go to Germany?
  • Peter: I can't, I'm finally a kid, I have homework and stuff that the other spidermen never worried about.
  • Tony: OK, but what if I told you you get to meet superheroes?
  • Peter: Would I get to meet Captain America?
  • Tony: ... yeah.
  • -----------------------------
  • Wanda: Vision, I want to help Captain America.
  • Vision: Wanda no.
  • Hawkeye: Wanda yes.
  • Wanda: Didn't you retire in Age of Ultron?
  • Hawkeye: We're kind of glossing over some things that happened in that film.
  • ----------------------------
  • Steve: Did you find Ant-Man?
  • Hawkeye: Yeah, why are we bringing him anyway?
  • Steve: We heard that Team Iron Man have got a comic relief sidekick with a insect theme, and we need to match them.
  • ----------------------------
  • Tony: So, it has come to this. Heroes vs. heroes. Friend against friend. Brother against brother.
  • Steve: Yeah, yeah, shall we fight?
  • T'Challa: Shall we indeed?
  • Steve: Hang on, Tony, why is he on your team?
  • T'Challa: Oh, don't worry about me, captain. I'm only here to steal the spotlight.
  • Spider-Man: Did somebody mention stealing the spotlight?
  • T'Challa: God damn it.
  • ----------------------------
  • Steve: Guys, the trailer's have given away most of the badass moments from this fight scene. We need something that's extremely memorable and awesome. Preferably something right from the comics.
  • Ant-Man: Hey, I've got an idea. (becomes giant.)
  • Spider-Man: HOLY SHIT!
  • Steve: That should do it.
  • -----------------------------
  • Steve: OK, just before the finale, we need something for the Stucky fans to go nuts over.
  • Bucky: How about you lovingly pat me on the shoulder and we reminisce about old times?
  • Steve: I love you.
  • ----------------------------
  • Tony: Hey guys, I'm here to redeem myself and help catch the bad guy.
  • Zemo: Hello, I'm the bad guy. I'm the one who orchestrated the bombing.
  • Steve: Right on cue.
  • Bucky: Guys, this is too easy.
  • Zemo: Hey, Stark, Bucky killed your parents.
  • Tony: OK, that's it. Bucky dies.
  • Zemo: Everything is going to plan.
  • T'Challa: Hello, my name is T'Challa. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
  • Zemo: OK, fine, kill me.
  • T'Challa: Actually, since this is a superhero film, let's arrest you.
  • Zemo: For fuck's sake.
  • Steve: LANGUAGE.
I Will Wait Chapter 2

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Sorry for the late post… I wanted to write this earlier..but life got in the way

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Day 18 (since Stefan said he would wait)

Caroline parked her car outside the Salvatore Boarding house and made her way to the door. She and Bonnie were in Mystic Falls for the weekend. Bonnie had decided to spend some time with Damon and meet Caroline later for dinner…so here she was picking her friend up. 

She sees Stefan right as she enters the door. He’s standing there with a glass of Bourbon. She can’t quite place his expression.. it was as though he was worried and confused at the same time.. She looked to the direction of his gaze. The house was..well..a mess.. there were traces of burnt furniture, broken glasses, empty whiskey bottles and 3 very drunk people. Alaric looked like he was ready to pass out. Damon and Bonnie were quiet..lost in their own thoughts, sitting on the floor as if exhausted.

“What . ..happened here?” Caroline asks in a bewildered tone 

“Well you weren't kidding about Bonnie’s RAGE… issues…” Stefan says in a sarcastic tone.. he was clearly not impressed.

Bonnie over-hears Stefan’s comment, turns back n breaks his glass with one wave of her hand. 

Caroline and Stefan instinctively turn to look at each other..with their ‘what-just-happened’ face. . 

Caroline steps forward towards bonnie .. “Bonnie.. listen.. I know this is a painful time..”

“Go away Caroline..” She cuts her off, almost yelling… She is clearly distraught and in pain and very drunk “ I'm not in the mood for rainbows and butterflies…” She adds mockingly yet in a very sombre note.

“I…” Caroline starts, only to be interrupted by Stefan . “Caroline..why don’t we just give them some…space.. lets..uh.. go to the grill.. grab some dinner..?”

“Yeah…I guess…” She replies, her eyes still fixed on Bonnie.. She doesn’t notice Stefan taking her arm and guiding her to the car.

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They are in the car on their way to the Grill… Stefan is driving and Caroline is quiet.. It worries him.. Caroline quiet always worries him. 

“Hey”, he says, reaching for her hand.. ‘It’ll be okay..”

Caroline looks at his hand on hers.. she’s trying to work something out in her head.. he can tell.. “Yeah.. “ She finally says..more chipper than she actually feels…  “Everyone deals with grief differently right ??” She looks at him and gives him a faint smile.

“Although.. “ She continues before he can respond, “You should probably take everything that has sentimental value and keep it somewhere safe..before its burnt to a crisp !”

Stefan lets out a half sigh - half laugh, shaking his head at his predicament.

 “You remember back when nobody ever stepped foot in the Salvatore house?” He asks.

“Yeah back when you guys were all ooh so mysterious?” She teases, smiling from ear to ear.. He loved that smile. He could spend all day just looking at that smile. 

Stefan smiles, not the restrained smile he normally gives, this is the smile that takes him over, puts a sparkle in his eyes and makes him look like a completely different person.. “ Hey don't mock me..”  his tone is borderline flirtatious. His gaze lingers on her lips for a fraction of a second.

Then he looks ahead, eyes on the road and he’s serious again.. He sighs and adds “I miss that sometimes…”

Caroline puts her free hand on top of his.. She knows.. she knows he misses the quiet house where he could be at peace, gather his thoughts, write in his journal without worrying about someone setting the house on fire.

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They enter the grill. The mood has changed from worried to happy banter. They look for a booth when Caroline spots Matt. She hadn’t apologised to him for what she did during her no-humanity phase. Not that she didn’t want to, she just never got the chance. 

“You know what.. why don’t you grab us a booth, I need to talk to Matt…”

Stefan’s eyes follow her as she makes a bee-line for Matt, who was behind the bar with a towel over his shoulder fixing a drink.

“Hey” she says, “How are you..” she continues awkwardly trying the break the ice..

Matt looks at her and goes back to making drinks. “Whatever it is you want, I’m busy, as you can clearly see…and I’m on vervain so don’t bother compelling me..” 

Stefan is worried about the way the conversation is going.. Matt is obviously not in a forgiving mood.. he contemplates whether to step in or not. .

“Matt.. you have every right to be upset at what I did to you, at what I made Tyler do.. I just.. I need you to know how very sorry I am… you know I would never do that if..”

“If you had your humanity on??” He scoffs. “the cliché My-Humanity-Was-Off excuse ” he says mumbling to himself.. 

“Matt I’m not..”

“If you are looking for forgiveness, I’ve got none to give.” He says looking right at her,  “no one forced you to turn it off Care, that was all you..”

Caroline wants to say something to fix this, but she struggles with the words.. What can she possibly say to that ?

“ I gotta go get some stuff from the back.. try not to eat anybody while I'm gone..”

Caroline looks down defeated and turns around and catches Stefan’s eye… his brows are furrowed, he doesn’t look pleased. He is worried about her.. and hurt that she is hurt. She can’t continue to meet his gaze, she looks away and heads to the girls room. Stefan is right behind her as she enters the washroom.

“Caroline”

“DONT OKAY ?.. JUST DONT !!.. He is right..” She says breaking down.. “This is all on me.. I don’t deserve any forgiveness at all” She says tears streaming down her face.. She’s leaning against the sink.. 

 He shakes his head, tears welling in his eyes hugs her and lets her cry for a while.. then he breaks the hug and wipes her tears, pushes her hair back from her face as she continues to cry and starts talking to her.. “Listen to me.. there’s no easy way to say this, but….”

She looks at him lost and confused.

“The truth is, not everyone will forgive you and not everyone will let it go.” He says looking into her eyes and stroking her hair.. “We can’t go back and stop ourselves from killing those people and we cant expect everyone to forgive and forget” He looks despondent .. he wished he didn’t have to tell her this.. what she was going through was all his fault…he wipes her tears again and says “there are some things.. you can’t fix….” he lets the words hang in the air for a bit.. “ the only way you are going to move on is by finding a way to make peace with everything.. by finding a way to forgive yourself…” 

She buries her head into his shoulders again.. and he holds her and lets his head rest on hers..

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They are at Caroline’s house…Its very late..they are both tired. She told him he could stay at her place. She had an extra room and his house was a war zone. He was better off at her place.. and she was better off with him there. 

“There aren't unicorns on the walls are there.. ‘cause I don’t think I can handle that” he says in mock seriousness.. 

“Shut up ! ” comes the instant reply swatting him with the back of her hand.

It felt good to see her smile again.

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Chapter 3 coming up..

I love Jeon Wonwoo.
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hold out your hand
cause right to the end
― friends will be friends

5SOS PREFERENCES #96: YOU'RE YOUNGER...
  • Luke: "I'm sorry you couldn't go to that party", you sighed playing with Luke's hair. "Mmm, it's okay. I wouldn't have been able to go anyway", he purred, leaning into your touch. "Yeah, but you could've sneaked in... I'm sort of trapping you here with me", you looked around the hotel room sighing. "I don't mind being trapped with you", he smiled with his eyes closed, resembling a kitten. You huffed in response, slowly taking your hands away from his head. "Hey", he took his head from your lap and your hands in his, "I really don't mind". "I know, and I believe in you. It's just that everyone else doesn't seem to think that way", you looked down, at your intertwined hands. "Well I don't care what everyone else thinks", he laid on your lap again, putting your hands back on his head, "I like being here with you". "Yeah, I like being here with you too", you smiled, looking down at him, and returning to caressing his hair.
  • Ashton: "Ashton! I didn't know you had quit being a drummer and decided to babysit!", a paparazzi yelled. "Who's that? Is she your sister's friend?", another one said. "Don't listen to them, babe", Ashton whispered in your ear, hand on your back as you fought through the crowd. Focusing on Ashton's voice and on the path in front of you, you made your way into the hotel. "That was tough", he chuckled, his hand falling next to his body. "You tell me", you sighed, forcing a laugh to leave your lips. "C'mon, (Y/N). Don't tell me you let what those idiots yell at our faces get to you", Ashton smiled, cupping your cheeks. "Sort of", you mumbled, looking at your feet like a child. "Well, you shouldn't", he caressed your cheeks, "It's just bullshit, you know? I don't let it get to me". "But they're not making fun of you, Ash", you sighed, moving out of reach of his touch. "Yes they are. Whenever they make fun of you for being younger, they're in fact making fun of me for liking a younger girl. And whenever someone tries to hurt the person I love the most it tears me apart", explained, reaching out to touch your hand. "I'm sorry people are making fun of you because of me", you whispered. "I'm sorry you're sorry for that", he whispered in your ear, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
  • Michael: "Who were you talking to?", Calum asked once Michael went to sit back down at their table."(Y/N)", Michael replied, slipping his phone back on his front pocket. "Isn't it past her bed time?", Ashton joked, pretending to check a watch on his wrist. "Shut up, man", Michael chuckled, but a tone of seriousness was in his voice. "We're just joking, dude", Luke defended his band mate. "Yeah, but we're tired of everyone making those same lame jokes", Michael sighed, shaking his head. "Hate?", Calum asked. "Tons of it", Michael complained, "It's like people can always come up with a new joke for her being younger and I'm sick of it. I love her and I can't stand seeing people not being able to accept it! The other day I found her crying whilst reading her mentions and that broke me, you know? I mean, I love her - she's my everything. And to see people hurting her... It hurts me just as much". "Look, man, it's just a phase", Ashton explained, "Soon enough everyone will find someone else to make fun of and the fans will get used to it". "Yeah, I hope so", Michael sighed.
  • Calum: "Cal", you walked into the living room, where he was watching TV. "Yeah?", he asked, not taking his eyes off the screen. "Do you think you're too old for me?", you cautiously asked. "No, why?", he replied, attention still not fully on you. "Because I was reading on Twitter and-". "(Y/N), how many times have I told you not to care about what people on Twitter say?", now you had it. "I know, and I'm sorry. But I couldn't control it", you sat down next to him on the couch. "So now they're saying I'm too old for you?", he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. "Well, yeah", you rested your head on his shoulder. "And now you're worried you might be too young for me?", he asked again. "Sort of", you blushed, feeling extremely childish for no reason. "And you want to know if I think our age difference is too big for us to keep with a relationship?". "Yeah", you mumbled. "First of all, our age difference isn't that big. And, even if it was, I wouldn't mind it. I love you because of who you are; because of how mature you are; because of our similar interests. I couldn't care less about our age gap", he finished, resting his head on top of yours and placing a kiss on top of it. "Calum?", you asked after awhile of comfortable silence. "Yeah?", he asked. "I love you". "I love you too", he replied.

Hey guys! As some of you may know, I tend to ramble and overspeak, so of course this wouldn’t be any different.. Um, basically what this is, is a follow forever kinda thing (but not??). I never really understood ff’s because shouldn’t it be about recognizing all the people that follow you? Sadly, I cannot do that, since that would require listing too many people (rip) so I’ve decided to only focus on my mutuals~ **Quick thing: I follow as @xiuminseokyu so some of you may be surprised to know that we were mutuals this entire time hehe..

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harpypizzaparty  asked:

Hi there! This may be out of no where, but I have a question about copper IUDs, and I remember you posting long ago that you had one and loved it. And I don't know many people who have them. I just got one a few days ago and I'm pretty anxious all the time like "oh my god I'm scared to move too suddenly or sit funny because it's gonna poke trough my uterus." Did you go through that phase at first and did it subside? (Also I love your comics and you are gorgeous :D)

Firstly, THANKS! Secondly: YES! Okay, keep scrolling if you don’t want to read about body stuff, but I’m posting this publicly because I feel like many people are in the dark about IUDs.

Things that are super common when you first get a copper IUD: Cramps, spotting, irregular periods, all that regular pain stuff. It took me about two months for my periods to get “normal” again after I had mine inserted. It sucked and a lot of nice underwear got ruined, but life is life.

Your IUD is NOT going to poke through your uterus. It’s tiny and safely inserted by professionals! I’ve had mine for years now and have had no problems. If it ever DOES feel weird, go back to your doctor! BUT, don’t fret too much. You can run and jump and skip and have crazy sex just like always. Your body’s just adjusting, still, to a foreign entity. It’ll make peace with itself. Get a hot water bottle and soothe your cranky insides. Give it time.

I'm not in love, so don't forget it
It's just a silly phase I'm going through
And just because I call you up
Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made
I'm not in love, no-no
(It's because...)

I like to see you, but then again
That doesn't mean you mean that much to me
So if I call you, don't make a fuss
Don't tell your friends about the two of us
I'm not in love, no-no
(It's because...)

(Be quiet, big boys don't cry)
(Big boys don't cry)
(Big boys don't cry)
(Big boys don't cry)
(Big boys don't cry)
(Big boys don't cry)
(Big boys don't cry)

I keep your picture upon the wall
It hides a nasty stain that's lyin' there
So don't you ask me to give it back
I know you know it doesn't mean that much to me
I'm not in love, no-no
(It's because...)

Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me
Ooh, you'll wait a long time

Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me
Ooh, you'll wait a long time

I'm not in love, so don't forget it
It's just a silly phase I'm going through
And just because I call you up
Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made, ooh

I'm not in love, I'm not in love...

                                10CC – I'M NOT IN LOVE
You have a boyfriend #794
  • bc basically going through the same thing. 'cept my crush has a girlfriend and yeh.
  • Harry: "Harry, he's just so cute, and sweet." You gush excitedly, flinging yourself down on your bed with the phone pressed against your ear. On the other side of the line, Harry is in his own bed, phone balanced on his chest watching it rise and falls as he breaths. "That's great, m'glad your happy." As you continue your rant on just how adorable this boy is, Harry's eyes gloss over because it suddenly hit him that you're not his, and probably never will be. "hey.. hey, babe. I um, I have to go." He rushes sitting up quickly while rubbing the tears from his eyes. "Oh.. okay, I'll call you later." "Okay." He whispers before hanging up and burying his face in his hands.
  • Liam: When you and the boys agreed to go to the Arctic Monkey's concert together, it was all great. You six hadn't hung out in a while and loved the band, so everything seemed like it was falling into place, up until you brought your new boyfriend. When Liam, who had been crushing on you for some time see's the boy, his demeanor changes. He's no longer sweet, easy going Liam. He goes rigid, eyes slipping down to the red chucks on his feet. "Liam, you okay?" You ask, your hand gently coming up to touch at the fabric of his sleeve. "I'm fine. Go on with your boyfriend." Liam ends up leaving the show early, complaining of a stomach ache, but everyone, including yourself, start to realize the real reason.
  • Louis: Louis had a crush on you from the moment he saw you, a bit cliche but the honest truth. So when he sees you with this guy, who in his defense, is totally not your type, it breaks his heart. "I just don't understand, Haz." Louis admits as he shuts the hotel room door. "I'm a nice guy, been there for [y/n] whenever she's needed me. And she just looks right past me. I mean, I know I'm not the best but.." The older boy stops short as he sits himself down on the bed beside his long-haired best friend. "You're a great guy, Lou. It's just not the right time for you and her, and if it's meant to be, it'll happen. Anyone would be lucky to have you." Louis simply smiles from beside Harry before reaching over tousling the mound of hair atop his head. "Fuck haz, you need a hair cut." "And you need [y/n] to date you." Louis just grins before grabbing his chest "Too soon, Hazza. Too soon."
  • Niall: After spending the day with you, and putting up with your honeymoon phase because of your new boyfriend, Niall is ready to go home and just cry for a while. Niall has been there for you through everything. Through the late nights, through the heartbreaks, through your parents and family issues, it just hurts when you choose someone over him. "Liam?" Niall whimpers into the phone. Now home, and in bed, he needs to let it all out. "What's wrong Nialler?" "It hurts, it hurts because I love her and I have to hear her talk about someone else, and she's never going to love me and, and…" "hey, It's okay. It's alright, I'll be over soon, Niall. We'll talk okay?" Sniffling Niall agrees and hangs up the phone. After talking with Liam for a while, and he will deny this if anyone ever brought it up, cuddling for an hour or so and crying into Liam's arms, he feels a bit better.
  • Zayn: It's movie night. He's finally home from tour and it's your movie night that you two had been planning for months before, the only thing missing from movie night is you. Just before 5, after Zayn had already got the pizza, the movies, the drinks, your favorite snacks, you had called and let him know that you wouldn't be making it tonight, that you had a date with your boyfriend. Zayn is actually heartbroken, and not simply because he had already had everything set up, what hurts the most is the fact you abandoned him for your boyfriend. Sadly, he places himself on the couch, covering up with all the blankets that he had set out, he watches the movies, wishing you were with him. He's not one to show much emotion, but that night, he locks himself in the apartment, with the movies playing, and he cries and draws and does whatever he can to get the thoughts out of his mind.