just some guy dressed as batman

underrated lego batman movie moments

• “dc… the house that batman built… yeah what, superman?… i’m your kryptonite”

• “ this plane is carrying dynamite, guns, acid… and two best friends!”

• killer croc planting a bomb and shouting “i did something!”

• the guy driving down the road singing “nothing bad ever happens to me” before he gets caught by the riddler

• “what about the time (batman defeated you) with the parade and the prince music?”

• harley is joker’s “girl buddy” and there’s no evidence of them ever dating

• “who always pays their taxes? not batman ;)))”

• harley’s roller skates!!!

• batman finishing his lobster thermidor and then randomly pulling out an electric guitar and SHREDDING IT UP

• “my name’s richard, but all the kids at the orphanage call me dick” “kids can be cruel”

• barbara went to “harvard for police”

• alfred placing a parental lock on the batcomputer

• “what’s the password?” “IRON MAN SUCKS”

• martian manhunter’s sick dance moves at the justice league dance party

• krypto the superdog is the justice league party dj

• alfred dressing up in the old batman costume because he “misses the 60s”

• “getting criminals to fight other criminals? that’s ridiculous”


• dick going to the batcave and dressing up in the nightwing costume!!!

• “british robots. ask your nerd friends”

• “so… you mean to tell me… bruce wayne is BATMAN???…’S ROOMMATE???”

• at the end when everybody’s celebrating, ivy kisses some guy out of happiness and he just straight up dies

• mariah carey voices gotham’s mayor and channing tatum voices superman sdsdfgdf


• getting RICKROLLED by dick grayson… what a memer

• the shark repellent actually getting used against king shark

• bruce and barbara don’t ever get together

• the way gotham clicks back together is downright hilarious

• joker wearing those crazy costume aviators with the bars through them

• selina has three lines throughout the entire movie and every single one is just a variation of the word “meow” (even in the ‘blooper reel,’, which makes out that the characters are aware they’re acting, she’s still saying meow)

• the gotham city sirens jamming out together

• the dance party at the end??? so pure??? 

to summarise, i love the lego batman movie with all my heart god bless

Joker Imagine - ‘Do it’



Hey, I was just wondering if you could do an imagine of the joker raiding someplace and having the reader there and instead of dropping to the ground when he starts shooting she just stands there. Eventually he would walk up to her while raising a gun to her head and she says “Do it”. Please and thank you!

A/N: Here it is. I hope you like it boo :)

Originally posted by diablito666

Originally posted by benkotuyumyasen

Your P.O.V.

The main bank in Gotham seemed to busy all the time! I sighed impatiently and shifted my position on the dark blue seat. I had a bag on my legs with important papers I had to talk about, but I knew the wait would be long. There was at least 10 people ahead of me in the number line so I just had to sit and wait. It was friday so it was extra packed. People wanted their money, some had to discuss their issues and so on. I looked at the white marble floor and saw dozens of feet, heels and boots and sneakers. Gotham was full of people and everyone was different.

The clock started to get closer to 9 p.m. which meant that I had been waiting for half an hour. Wonderful.As I got up to go and use the washroom, I felt the ground shaking. A split second later a loud bang interrupted everything. I lost my balance and fell on the ground, landing on my bum. I grunted in pain as my tailbone got a hard impact.

What the fuck is going on?

The next thing I knew was that people were screaming in fear. I opened my eyes and saw people dressed up as clowns, pandas and all kinds of things running inside through a hole they created on the wall. Some were already stealing money and others guarded the hostages, us. One of the bad guys with a batman mask shot a man in his stomach and so I witnessed how he fell fell on the ground, crying out in pain. My eyes froze to look at the situation. The bad guy shot the man again, this time in his head. The innocent man died, just like that. I saw it all happen. His blood was pooling around his body and his head looked really fucked up. The sight made me feel sick.

This day had been the worst so I was too angry to let fear make me obey. I got up and looked around better. The furniture around the hole was set on fire and everything grew into a huge mess. A bad feeling was obvious in my gut. This was obviously a robbery. My body froze a little bit and then reality sunk in. We could all die.

‘’You’’ A raspy voice barked from behind me and then I heard a gun loading. A woman on the ground next to me whimpered and hid her head. I sighed shakily and turned around to face the guy holding me at gunpoint. Instead of facing someone with a silly mask, I saw the deepest reality of a criminal clown. Behind me was the one and only Joker.

My eyes widened as I met his blue ones. He looked at me angrily, making the black make-up around his eyes seem darker. His green hair was put back nicely and he had red lips. I was too scared to pay attention to his clothes, but I saw that he was wearing something black and dark red. Then I saw the gun he held, a personalized pistol aimed straight at me. My breath hitched in my throat. I was this fucking close to the Joker!

‘’Get down princess’’ He growled angrily and tried to scare me by raising the gun closer to my face. I gulped at looked at the hole of the gun that could shoot a bullet any second. Joker’s finger lied dangerously on the trigger, but he didn’t pull it yet. ‘’No’’ I answered sternly, slightly worried about doing so, but I didn’t want to surrender.

I saw confusion wash across Joker’s face. I bet I was one of the few people who told him that. ‘’If I were you, I’d listen to me’’ He warned me with a raspy voice. People around us were staring at me in disbelief. yes I was scared, my heart was pounding in my chest and I felt lightheaded, but I was too self assured to kneel down. They’d kill us anyway.

‘’Well clownface you’re not me’’ I spat at him angrily and then expected to get shot, but nothing happened. Joker looked at me wickedly, his eyes moving from my left eye to my right. He gritted his teeth and then squinted those crazy eyes of his. ‘’Don’t talk to me like that or I’ll shoot you!’’ Joker yelled at me and hit my stomach with the gun. I swallowed the pained cry and kept my eyes focused on his.

I didn’t expect my life to end like this..

 ‘’Do it’’ I whispered quietly, but I knew he heard me. I felt tears stinging my eyes. I was so close to crying, but I tried to hold my tears back. I stood there, completely in display for Joker to shoot me and that’s what I waited for. He waited as well. I grew a little impatient again. Maybe my life wouldn’t have to end like this. As he took good time to think, for some reason I didn’t know, I decided to attack him.

I leaped towards the crazy man in front of me and legit jumped on his chest. Joker nearly stumbled, but he caught his balance with his leg. Then he turned us over so I was the one falling. I hit the ground with my back, but it didn’t stop me from getting up again. Tears ruined my makeup and I cried silently, yet I kept trying. I tried to slap Joker, but he grabbed my wrist and pinned it around so it hurt a little bit.Then he put the gun in front of my face again. 

Oh fuck. I thought quickly and kneed him, but I hit his leg which didn’t even hurt that much. ‘’You’re a naughty naughty girl’’ Joker hissed and then pushed me against the floor. He put his foot on my hips so i couldn’t get up. Then he pointed his gun towards me. ‘’Too bad I’ll have to kill you’’ He sighed and I watched his his pale finger hugged the trigger. ‘’Then do it’’ I encouraged this crazed criminal, facing the fact that I would die. It’s not like many people would miss me anyway.

I didn’t even bother to wipe away my tears. I just stared into Joker’s eyes and ignored the screams and gunshots in the background. What was he waiting for?  ‘’Do it!’’ I screamed at him, hating this feeling. I was scared and angry at the same time. Just lying on the ground and waiting for my painful death was disgustingly awful. But the bullet didn’t seem to come.

Joker leaned down and grabbed my black jacket so he could pull me up to my feet. I grunted in pain because his touch was harsh. Then he pulled my back close to his chest and put the cold gun against my head, holding his other arm around my waist. All of this was so confusing!

But it didn’t take long for me to know why he did this. In front of us stood Batman, in his dark knight suit. I was the hostage that Joker would kill if Batman would come closer. I could feel my heartbeat all the way in throat as I stood there. I had never been this scared in my life. There was nothing I could do.

Joker’s goons were gone. Some were lying on the ground in pain, but most of them had escaped already. So it was Joker vs Batman with me in the middle. Yay. This felt like some kind of nightmare. ‘’Let her go Joker’’ Batman spoke with his deep voice. He could probably see my quivering body. ‘’Why would I? You don’t think I’m that fucking stupid do you?’’ Joker laughed darkly and caressed my cheek with the cold metal. Batman didn’t answer immediately. He seemed to be in deep thoughts.

‘’She doesn’t have anything to do with this’’ Batman tried again. He stepped closer, but Joker didn’t approve that. The next thing I knew was the Joker shot the ceiling and then put the gun back towards my head. Batman froze and didn’t come closer. The shot was a clear warning that I’d be next.

‘’Just go away Batsy. You can’t save her, just like you couldn’t save Rachel’’ Joker spoke darkly. Everyone knew about Rachel. Joker had set up a trap a few years ago which led Harvey Dent to lose his mind and half of his face. Then Rachel had died. Not that I liked what happened, but Rachel was my former co-worker and we never got along. When she died, I wasn’t that sad about it. But what Joker did was still wrong. Even tho he kinda did me a favour, I couldn’t say I wished for her death.

I noticed how Batman got angry by Joker’s rude comment.   ‘’Now pretty how about we go out of here together and leave Batsy alone,hm?’’ Joker purred into my ear and tried to walk sideways to the entrance. A car had pulled over and a goon was driving. Batman hadn’t noticed, but I could tell him. Did I want to? This was all messing with my mind and I was way too confused to think straight.

Batman leaped closer to us. I startled so bad that I screamed and kicked the dark knight. Why? I didn’t want to get shot. ‘’Leave me alone!’’ I sobbed out loud to Batman, partly feeling guilty for kicking him. Batman seemed surprised and he stepped a few steps back. He tried to grab one of his weapons, but Joker was quicker. The next thing I knew was that he pushed me inside the car. Joker’s goons shot at Batman who had to seek shield. That gave Joker plenty of time to get in the car and so we escaped the scene.

‘’You did so well kitten’’ Joker laughed evilly and sat next to me. I was on my back and I was too scared to sit up straight. I had kicked the only person who could have saved me and now I was heading to ..who knows where with fucking Joker! I really fucked up.

‘’I didn’t mean to do that’’ I whimpered with a small voice. I was letting reality replace my shock and I got really scared. But a part of me found Joker really interesting. I knew I should hate him, but after thinking about the crazy clown prince of crime for a few years, my thoughts had formed a big mess. I had mixed feelings about this man. 

‘’But you did it’’ Joker answered me and then took a deep breath. He wasn’t holding me at gunpoint anymore. ‘’There’s bad in you and I’ll promise to get it through baby’’ He added mysteriously. My eyes widened. Bad in me? ‘’I’m nothing like you’’ I hissed and then sat up a little better. So I’d either die or become like him? I knew I could try to escape, but we were in a car that drove so fast I bet the driver broke all the laws he could.If I’d jump out, I’d die.

‘’Don’t be so negative. You’re feisty, I like that’’ Joker admitted and seemed like a whole new person. Earlier he was more scary, now he was just plain crazy and a little flirty. I kept an angry glare on my face. ‘’Hey, drive us to the X4 hideout!’’ Joker growled angrily at the driver. His tone was really scary, something you wouldn’t want to make worse.

Then he turned to face me again. That’s when I paid attention to details. He had ‘damaged’ ‘J’ and a star tattooed on his white face. He had some scars from heists and his blue eyes were actually pretty. I felt like I could study his features and tattoos for ages, but I was too scared to. Also he was a bad guy. I shouldn’t be thinking like this. I should be more scared and more angry.

‘’I can see through your anger’’ Joker giggled and then grabbed something from his pocket. I followed his moves silently and then saw a cigar that he lit up and put the thick stick on his lips. He inhaled the toxins and after a few seconds breathed the smoke out. I tried to show him that I was disgusted, just because I wanted to go away. I put my hand on my nose and squinted my eyes.

‘’Want some?’’ He looked at me and offered me the cigar. I looked at it, then at Joker who seemed more relaxed around me and then I looked out of the window. We drove so fast that I couldn’t focus on anything. All I knew was that I was stuck with the Joker and it stressed me out. So I grabbed the cigar and inhaled it deeply. The smoke entered my body and made me feel both disgusted but relaxed. I breathed it out in the car and then gave it back to Joker. 

‘’You didn’t mean it when you told me to do it didn’t you?’’ Joker asked me with a raspy voice. I felt a little numb, because this all happened so suddenly. I wasn’t sure what I should feel. Fear? Anger? Sadness? I was too baffled to know. I looked at Joker who had a smirk plastered on his face. ‘’You’ll find out’’ I replied shortly and then shut my eyes.

How could this be real?

Petition for a Batman series that treats Batman like a cryptid. That nobody thinks it’s just a guy dressed in a Batsuit. People legitimately think he’s a monster, some kind of Vampire. Gordon speaks to him on the rooftop and he hides in the shadows. Even he isn’t sure Batman is human. The Batmobile never sets foot on streets and climbs along the side of buildings, made out of a lightweight material with holes through it so it sounds constantly like a shriek or a wail from some kind of unholy beast. Nobody is ever even sure he’s real and police treat sightings of Batman like bigfoot sightings. 

And of course the DC Universe version of tumblr replaces all memes of Mothman with Batman. 

“Excuse you, but Batman is my girlfriend and she gave me head out behind the Planet Krypton on Brubaker Street.” 

anonymous asked:

It's nearing the end of the war of jokes & riddles. Riddler has renounced his dress shirt some time ago, his suit jacket now foregone as well. Everyone is uncomfortable. He's seen at the final confrontation between him, Joker and the Bat, belt undone, fly down. Joker and Batman refuse to meet his eye; no one sees when Riddler shuns his trousers. All that's left is a pair of bright green spandex shorts, black question marks emblazoned across them. He came prepared, was prepared from the start.

Please batman just punch him out this guy is the worst!

anonymous asked:

On Halloween night, any one of the batfam who goes no patrol dresses in a crappy batman costume.

It started out with a joke between Dick and Tim, both sporting a cheap Halloween store Batman suit while on patrol on Halloween night. The next year, the entire Batfam is in on it. Even Kate and Luke join in. Now it’s like a weird family tradition.

But it doesn’t stop there. After a couple of years, the rogues start to get in on it.

Selina is the first to hop on the bandwagon, sporting a suit that’s accurate enough that Bruce suspects she may have broken into the Batcave just to “borrow” it. 

Harley and Ivy are spotted robbing a bank across town, wearing matching “Sexy Batwoman” costumes from Party City. They’ve brought along several of Harley’s thugs, each dressed in a cheap Robin costume.

Every November 1st, #BatmanSighting trends on Twitter. Hundreds of Gothamites post blurry photos of the Batmans they’ve seen running around Gotham on Halloween night. Some of them are recognizable (”Spoiler literally out here fighting crime in a Batman onesie”) while others are a mystery (”This guy tried to grab my purse last night. Luckily another Batman – Nighwing, is that you? – swooped in to save the day #BatmanSighting #OnlyInGotham”) 

Of closets and confessions (Jercico).

Prompt: pure-fluff Jercico
Rating: PG
Characters because I don’t have word count and I’m lazy: 18k ish.
Authors note: turns out this was very difficult to get pure fluff without sacrificing a plot or originality. I had about four different versions of this before settling on this one, and even then it has its moments. So uh, deal with it idk lol also am super sorry it took like two weeks. I’ve been really busy with various things.

Nico felt like a big toasty cinnamon bun wrapped up in both his duvet and the cushiony pillow of sleep. He always found the first moments of consciousness in the morning to be the most freeing.

“Hmm,” He hummed, he felt Percys fingers trace down his spine, gently rousing him from sleep. His fingers were soon replaced with soft lips, kissing the pale flesh exposed to him.

“Good morning,” Percy whispered against Nicos back, dragging his nose along the shoulder blade.

“Is it morning already?” Nico yawned, before settling down further in the sheets, “It feels like I’ve only been asleep for an hour.”

“Well, that’s because you constantly oversleep. It makes you more tired, just look at the kids in cabin 15, Clovis sleeps constantly. Are you sure you aren’t secretly a child of Hypnos?”

Nico scowled into his pillow and sighed heavily, he hated when Percy teased him.

“No, Perseus, I am a child of hades, and I am as important as powerful as you are,” the words were full of conviction, but his voice was not. He’d recited this so many times he didn’t even try to be convincing anymore. Besides, he knew Percy was only teasing him, judging by the soft laughter coming from behind him.

“We do need to get up, though,” Percy poked his boyfriend in the side, causing him to jolt, and Percy to laugh, “well that got you up! And so much easier than sex,” he winked.

“Ha, ha,” Nico replied sarcastically, “Id prefer the sex anyway. Why are you waking me up, where do we have to be?”

“Oh, Nico,” Percy scolded, slapping the boys butt a little too hard and leaving a print, “it’s Jasons birthday. Or to rephrase, our best friends birthday. I can’t believe you forgot, did you even get him a present?”

Nicos eyes widened, he groaned before burying his head in his pillow.

“Damn,” he mumbled into the fabric, “I was going to, I really was, but I believe it was around the time you came home in the middle of the day and were particularly naked.”

“Well as long as that’s the reason, who cares?” Percy grinned, “ill just put your name on my present. Now this nakedness you speak of..”


Jasons villa had been transformed for the party. It was already pretty special, he’d gotten one of the premium villas in New Rome what with him being praetor for so long. He was enjoying retirement here, the only places better than this belonged to Frank and Reyna. It was two stories, but each floor was huge, allowing more than enough room for one guy. This made it the favourite place for the seven plus Reyna and Nico to hang out. In some ways it was a shame “civilians” couldn’t enter the active praetors homes, apparently they were closer to palaces than villas.

The lower floor was vast in itself, the cavernous entry way was dominated by an indoor marble fountain. A grand staircase sat against the back walk leading off upstairs. To the left an archway led to the kitchen slash dining room, a huge wooden table sat as the focal point as you first enter the room, beyond which was a very modern kitchen, unexpected but somehow it worked. To the right of the atrium was the living room, plush sofas with plenty of cushions, which could easily play host to twenty guests. A sixty inch flat screen hung from the wall with wires attached to every game console imaginable, the games to which could be seen all up one wall. Dvds and games filled the entire front wall, leaving space only for the bay window. To the back of the room was a snooker table, and various old school arcade games such as pacman and space invaders.

While the entryway was now hung with streamers and balloons in all shades of red, yellow and blue, the living room had undergone the most transformation. Nico wasn’t sure how they’d achieved it, but walking into that room felt like walking into a post-apocalyptic world. Mostly it felt a little too close to home, seeing as they’d all come so close to seeing the world end during the battle against Gaia. He supposed it was their way of dealing with it. In juxtaposition to the landscape before him, the demigods were all dressed as superheros, per the fancy dress rules. Nico was dressed as batman, the least colourful superhero he could find, and was holding hands with aquaman, or “Percy” as some like to call him. He saw Leo dressed as iron man trying to explain to a confused looking Hulk/Frank that of course him being iron man made sense, he was inventor and great with women. They’d just grabbed a drink from the fountain which had its water replaced With punch when the blonde superman approached.

“Hey, guys! We were starting to think you wouldn’t show,” he punched Percy playfully on the arm, “got distracted huh? I hear that!”

Percy and Nico laughed awkwardly in response. Since that night the three of them shared, Jason had always seemed eager to bring up sex. It made it uncomfortable for everyone except Jason, probably because he was single and didn’t have to worry about flirting. Nico and Percy on the other hand both felt the need to hide their mutual attraction to the son of Jupiter. Of course neither one knew the feelings of the other which made it complicated.

“Hey, is that present for me?” Jason grinned.

“Actually, its an offering to the gods,” Percy cracked up when Jasons face dropped, “of course its for you, idiot!”

They watched as Jason excitedly tore into the gold wrapping paper to find a first edition of Alice in Wonderland.

“Percy.. Nico.. This is too much,” his voice caught at the end, his saucer-like eyes never leaving the cover.

“I remember Thalia telling us your mom read this to you guys as kids, thought you’d get a kick out of it,” Percy shrugged as if it were no big deal.

With tears threatening to spill over, Jason enveloped both the boys in a tight hug, burying his face between their necks. They hadn’t even realised how long they had been stood like that until Piper dressed as halle berry’s catwoman cleared her throat to make herself known before refilling her cup with punch.

“Get a room, guys!” she laughed.

Clearing his throat Jason extracted himself from the group hug and turned to Piper.

“Where’s Wonder Woman gone? I wanna thank her for designing the interior, it looks great,” his voice trailed off as he exited the room.

Percy held up his cup to Nico with a smile.

“Cheers,” they tapped their cups together and left to join the party.


Hazel, for such a sweet young girl, could drink. The demigod superheroes had been playing a version of paintball which involved water balloons and watered down paint, when Hazel appeared in the doorway, holding aloft an empty wine bottle. Her wild curly hair had been dyed red for her poison ivy costume, two conical shapes atop her head.

“Behold,” she slurred, “the ultimate party game!” she slowly bent down, arms stretched wide to steady herself, and attempted to spin the bottle on the concrete floor. She succeeded in rolling it half way across the room before standing up straight, arms up like a gymnast and a large smile on her face. When met with blank expressions, she dropped her hands to her sides and threw her head back in an exasperated groan.

“Spin the bottle!” she explained.

Percy and Nicos eyes simultaneously lit up. Along with the others they scrambled into a loose circle in the middle of the room. It was a chance neither of them would get again, if they got to kiss Jason, maybe all those feelings would go away. Neither of them voiced their thoughts, but they both had them.

As they sat hand in hand, their knuckles turned slightly too white. As everyone got settled, Reyna announced that she would be going first. No one dared say anything against her, usually she looked scary in an authoritative, regal way, but now in her skin tight Black Widow jumpsuit, she looked menacing. She leant forwards on all fours, giving Leo a view of her butt covered in tight leather. As the bottle spun, Nico suddenly became panicked, he might actually have to kiss one of the girls. Yes, it was just a game but being the only 100% gay member of the group, he wasn’t sure he could even take that. Luckily, though, he let out a sigh of relief as the bottle landed on Annabeth.

She blushed and argued weakly, but it was clear she was eager to lock lips with the brunette. Reyna crawled over in front of her, licking her lips. Annabeth giggled and brushed a loose bit of hair behind the other girls ear, before tilting her head into a kiss. It was wet and noisy, and very drunkenly sloppy. Nico could see their tongues mingling together, and frankly he found it gross. When Reyna had adjourned Annabeth leaned forward to spin. After a couple attempts to not spin it with such force it flew across the room, the bottle landed on Jason.

“Come here, blondie!” she slurred, beckoning him with a finger in a “come hither” motion.

“Uh uh,” he shook his head, grinning, “the spinner comes to the spinee. Now, you come here, blondie!”

Jasons eyes were fixed firmly on Annabeths breasts, threatening to burst out of her tight corset. She gently shoved him in the shoulder, pointing to her eyes. He gulped, embarrassed at having been caught but quickly hid it by pulling wonder woman’s lips to his own. Nico closed his eyes, he didn’t want to see that. His mind filled with thoughts of panic, would anyone be able to tell if he got too jealous? What if he ended up actually kissies Jason, he surely wouldn’t be able to hide it then, would he? He’d been so wrapped up in his fear he didn’t even notice the bottle neck now pointing squarely at himself. His skin pricked, and he bolted. His mind wasn’t even clear enough to shadow travel, he just ran from the room, up the stairs to one of the spare bedrooms. He dove into the empty walk in closet and curled up in the corner. He had to put his head between his legs in an attempt to calm his heavy breathing. His face felt wet, gods were these tears? How pathetic.

He heard a gentle tapping on the door to the wardrobe, and tried to be as quiet as possible.

“Nico, I know you’re in there,” Percy sighed, “please let me in?”

A moment passed, then two, Percy raised his knuckle to knock again when Nicos small voice, barely audible came from inside.

“Okay,” he whispered. Percy pushed open the door, closing it behind him and knelt in front of his boyfriend.

“Hey,” he cooed, “what was that?”

“I’m sorry,” Nico sniffled into his black cape he’d brought around to use as a tissue. Percy lifted the young boys chin with his forefinger to look him in the eye.

“It’s okay, shh, its fine. You could have kissed him though, I wouldn’t have minded, it was just a game. You needn’t have worried about upsetting me, okay?”

“Percy I-” Nicos eyes glistened with newly formed tears, “I love you, I love you with all my heart, but since that night, I- I have, I think I’m feeling things for-”

“Jason,” Percy cut him off, nodding, blowing out a long breath out, “More than me?” Nicos eyes widened in horror.

“No!” he gasped, “never! Percy that’s not what I meant!”

“I know,” Percy responded, “I know what you meant.

You love me, but you can’t help but wonder about Jason. You think of him occasionally, sometimes sexually, sometimes romantically. Then you feel so guilty about it you could crawl out of your own skin because you love me so much, and would never leave me for him, but are scared I would leave you if I found out.”

"how did you-”

“because I feel the same. About Jason,” Percy admitted, hanging his head.

“What?!” a voice squeaked from right outside the wardrobe. Nico and Percys heads both snapped up to look, and after exchanging a cautious glance, Percy pushed open the door. Jason was sent backwards, and ended up sprawled on his ass, cape twisted around his torso. However, they couldn’t be sure if the confused expression came from the little trip he’d just taken or from the conversation he’d just over heard. Nico groaned and retreated deeper into himself.

“Were you eavesdropping?!” Percy asked, horrified. He had turned the colour of the strawberries grown at camp, he could feel his skin burning with embarrassment.

Jason only nodded in response. He didn’t move though, he seemed paralyzed, save for the small smile growing on his lips. Percy moved to put his arms around Nico.

“Well then you heard what we said. You know how I- how we feel. Its not a big deal, I think maybe Nico and I just need to get through it together.”

“No!” Jason shot forwards onto his knees, his eyes filled with panic, “don’t go away, what if I want to help?”

“To help?” Nico lifted his head with a small sniff. Jasons expression softened, and Percy saw in them something he recognised.

“What if I don’t want you to move on from it? What if I’ve spent every moment since that night thinking about you two. Yes, both of you, Percy, stop looking at me like that. You know better than anyone that you can love more than one-” he stopped short, realising what he’d just said.

“Love?” Percy whispered. Jason crawled forwards into the wardrobe, shutting the door behind him. He took a deep breath.

“I think so,” he breathed, “I’ve been reading a lot. More and more people are becoming involved in three way relationships. Its not just sex, and no one is left out. We all want to be with eachother.”

A minute passed in silence, while a conversation passed unspoken between Percy and Nico. Jason was starting to regret what he’d said when Nico climbed into his boyfriends lap. Percy kissed his shoulder blade before wrapping his arms around his waist and whispering in his ear. Nico leaned forwards, placing his hands on either side of Jasons face, pulling him closer. He pressed their lips gently together and it felt different from before. It was no longer the passion of sex fueling this kiss, it was love. And feeling Percys arms around his waist and Jasons hands covering his own he felt whole. He’d never noticed the empty feeling before, but now he realised it had always been there in the background. He was never meant to love just one person.

When he pulled back from the kiss, Jason remained silent, unsure if the kiss was a “goodbye, but thanks” kind of kiss. Percy cleared his throat.

“Jason, would you be our boyfriend, and accept us as your boyfriends?” in response to Percys offer, Jason captured his mouth in a deep kiss, grasping Nicos hand tightly in his own.


“I just wanted to thank everyone for this awesome dinner party, I’ve never felt so grown up! Although I guess being 21 now its about time,” Jason laughed, “Today is incredibly special as not only is it my birthday, but its a year since my life became whole. Percy, Nico, I love you both so much, and to have your love returned makes the world a brighter place. Happy anniversary,” he raised his glass to the two boys sitting to his left.

The other demigods raised their glasses with a chorus of “aww”s. So much had changed in the last year, looking around the table. Frank and Hazel had gotten married and immediately she fell pregnant. She now sat with a hand cradling her swollen belly and a plate of icecubes and cinnamon sticks in front of her rather than the delicious meal everyone else was enjoying. Reyna was obsessively fussing over Annabeths praetor cloak, straightening the pin as her shoulder. After Frank resigned to take care of his family, it made sense for Annabeth to take over. No one could make Reyna see sense better than her own girlfriend. Piper was rarely off her phone, although she had held all calls for the party.

Her business had really taken off. Her self defence classes for women had become a huge craze, the Greek fighting techniques never seen before, she had chains popping up all over the country. None of them had ever seen her happier. Leo seemed to be the only unchanged member of the group, which was fine with everyone, they loved him the way he was.


Nico rolled over in bed, squinting at the light streaming through the crack in the curtains. He no longer believed the first few minutes of the day to be the most freeing. He wanted to wake up and spend all of his time with his lovers. He stroked Percys arm, which was draped over Nicos stomach, and heard him hum happily. Percy giggled in his sleep, a habit he’d gotten into, giggling, crying, barking. It made nights restless but entertaining. Jasons hand poked over the side of Percys waist as he loosely spooned the boy. Nico leant forwards and kissed his hand, taking time to carefully place a kiss on each fingertip, lightly so as not to make him stir. He lay back on his pillow and stared up at the ceiling, thinking how lucky he was to find them both. He couldn’t imagine his life without either, if that old Greek myth about humans originally being two headed before Zeus split them down the middle were true, Nico was entirely sure he hadn’t considered the two beautiful sons of himself and his brother. Nico was infinitely happy in his unusual, perfect relationship.

The Pack- Werewolves?

Request-  Imagine going to a Halloween party with the pack, but you don’t know about the supernatural yet (they wanted to keep you safe). You’re surprised half of your friends dressed as werewolves and comment on how good it is. Later that night you’re attacked by chimeras and they come save you. They think you’re going to be angry about the truth but to their surprise you’re amazed

A/N- I know Halloween was two days ago, but whatever. If the radio can play Christmas music one month before December, then I can write this imagine two days after Halloween. Next up is an Isaac imagine. 

“I don’t know, Lyds,” you commented as you stared at yourself in her tall bedroom mirror. “It’s kind of tight.”
You placed your hands on your hips, examining the clingy American Dream costume Lydia had shoved you into moments ago. She had roped you into coming to Danny’s Halloween party with her and the rest of your friends and as usual, she was insisting on dressing you herself.
“I know,” Lydia said as she stood beside you in her equally tight Black Widow costume. “That’s the point.”
“This isn’t very comfortable,” you admitted. “Don’t you have anything else?”
Lydia rolled her eyes, giving you an exasperated sigh. “Y/n, you picked out the American Dream yourself! Me, you and Allison agreed we’d go as Marvel characters. We made a sacred vow and you can’t break it!”
“Uh, Allison suggested it and we both said yes,” you reminded her. “I wouldn’t exactly call that sacred…”
“Whatever,” she complained. “And unless you want to wear my fifth grade strawberry shortcake costume, no I don’t have anything else.”
“Fine,” you sighed, crossing your arms over your chest. “But I’m not-”
Suddenly the doorbell rang, and Lydia squealed in excitement. “That’s probably Allison.”
You followed her out of her room and down the stairs, nearly slipping on the hardwood floor in your stockings. Lydia strutted over to the door in her black heels, throwing it open and letting out an excited shriek.
“You look amazing!” she cried to Allison, who was standing on Lydia’s porch clad in black leather and holding a bow. A quiver of arrows rested on her back, and they wobbled as she stepped into Lydia’s house.
“Thanks,” she told the girl with a smile, and when she saw you she broke into a full on grin. “Oh my god, Y/n, you look amazing!”
“Thanks,” you told her, looking back down at the tight costume and thinking maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea at all.
“See?” Lydia asked. “I told you you look great.”
She examined Allison’s costume, reaching over and pulling an arrow out of the quiver. Your eyes widened at how realistic they looked and you wondered what costume shop Allison had gone to.
“Woah, those look really real,” you commented.
Allison and Lydia shared a look, and Allison flashed you a nervous smile. “Yeah, I, um, I borrowed them from my dad. Since he’s an arms dealer and all.”
“Oh,” you said with a smile. “Right.”
Lydia pulled out her phone, suddenly exclaiming “The boys are on their way! Go up and grab your heels, Y/n. We’ll wait for you.”
You nodded, heading up the stairs as Lydia and Allison watched you disappear into the second story. As soon as you were gone, Lydia shot Allison a look.
“Maybe not telling her wasn’t such a good idea,” Lydia pointed out.
“Lydia, we all agreed it was safer for her,” Allison reminded her. “She’d freak if she found out about the supernatural.”
“As someone who only just recently found out,” Lydia said. “I think it’d be safer for her if we just told her.”
Allison sighed, and her eyes widened as she heard you start to come down the stairs. “We’ll talk to Scott about it later. We don’t have time for this right now.”
“Seriously, though?” Lydia asked. “Real arrows?”
“I wanted to be prepared,” Allison muttered.
“Prepared for what?” you asked with a smile, totally oblivious to the conversation that had just taken place.
“Prepared to…to dance all night with my two best friends!” Allison exclaimed, giving you a bright smile.
Suddenly a horn honked from outside, and you knew Stiles and the others were waiting for you in Lydia’s driveway.  Lydia grinned and grabbed both of your arms, dragging you towards the door.
You were beaming as Lydia pulled you out the door, but Allison wasn’t as ecstatic. It seemed that every time the pack went to a party (or anywhere really), some kind of supernatural hell broke loose. Allison just hoped that for one night things would go off without a hitch, and that you would stay oblivious for a little bit longer.
You let Lydia drag you over to the jeep, opening the door and gasping as you took a look at Scott and Isaac. They both seemed to be dressed as werewolves, and their makeup was incredibly real looking.
“Woah,” you gasped. “That’s so cool! How’d you guys do that?”
“Uh…” Scott said, scratching the back of his neck.
“Prosthetics,” Stiles answered, although he himself was dressed as Batman.
“Well then why didn’t you do it?” you asked
“Uh…you know me,” Stiles said. “Always gotta be original. Besides, if I ever agreed to match anything with Isaac, I’d have one of you run me over with my jeep.”
“Hey!” Isaac cried from the backseat.
“Can we just go please?” Lydia asked. “I’m not standing here for fifteen minutes while Stiles and Isaac argue again.”
“Maybe I should drive,” Scott offered. “I don’t think it’s safe for Stiles to be behind the wheel when Isaac is in the car.”
“Yeah he’d probably try to get me to crash,” Stiles mumbled with a roll of his eyes.
He hopped into the back seat while Scott slid behind the wheel. Allison took his vacant seat, and both you and Lydia slid into the back. As you sat there squashed between Stiles and Lydia, you figured this was going to be one long car ride.

“He hit me!” Stiles complained to Scott.
“I did not!” Isaac protested. “Stiles just can’t keep his arms to himself.”
“It’s not my fault you’re a giant, scarf-wearing jerk and take up half the car,” Stiles grumbled. “Why are you even wearing a scarf? I thought you were supposed to be dressed as a werewolf!”
“Shut up,” Isaac grumbled. “You think you look any better? You do realize you’re wearing the same Halloween costume as every four year old in Beacon Hills.”
“And every four year old wishes they could look as cool as I do,” Stiles fired back. “God, I swear if I have to spend one more minute in this car with you-”
“Stiles!” you snapped, not being able to stand the bickering any longer. “In case you hadn’t noticed, we’re already here.”
Stiles blinked, looking around and realizing that you were indeed parked in Danny’s driveway. “Oh.”
Allison opened the door, hopping out with you and Lydia following quickly behind. Scott, Stiles and Isaac did the same on the other side, and soon you were walking towards Danny’s house.
“Thank god,” Lydia breathed as she rang the doorbell. “Any more of that would be migraine-inducing.”
The door opened, revealing Danny in nothing but a toga and a laurel crown. He was holding a beer in his hand, and he grinned when he saw you and the rest of your friends.
“Don’t tell me,” he said as he took in all of your costumes. “Black Widow, Batman, Hawkeye, the American Dream, and…werewolves?”
“That’s so cool,” he continued. “How did you guys do that?”
“Lots of makeup,” Scott told him.
Danny reached out, “Woah, can I touch-”
“NO!” everyone but you cried at once.
You and Danny both looked at everyone in confusion, until Allison shrugged her shoulders. “It’s just, uh, delicate. I mean, you wouldn’t wanna mess it up before everyone else got a chance to see, right?”
“Very true,” Danny said, opening the door wider. “Come on in. There’s beer and water in the coolers in the kitchen.”
You all filed into Danny’s house, packed with people itching to either celebrate Halloween or just get really drunk. Allison paired off with Scott and went to dance, Isaac disappeared into the crowd and you, Stiles and Lydia stuck together as you moved to a less crowded area of the house.
You danced for a little while, but soon there were so many people around you that the air became suffocating.
“I’m going to the bathroom,” Lydia announced as you followed her off the dance floor, slipping past a girl dressed as Red Riding Hood.
“I’m going to get some air,” you told Stiles when Lydia disappeared.
“You want me to come with you?” he asked as he leaned against the wall.
“Nah, I think I can manage,” you told him as you fanned yourself in the heat of the living room. “Besides, someone should probably be here when Lydia comes back.”
You walked out of the living room and through the kitchen, pushing through crowds of people in order to make it outside. Danny always threw great parties, but the fact that nearly everyone in Beacon Hills had showed up to this one kind of killed the fun for you. Partying was great, but not when you were constantly packed between thirty different strangers in one room.
You stepped out the door and into Danny’s deserted back yard, instantly feeling a cool breeze on your face. You sighed in content as you backed away from the door, which you could literally feel a wave of heat coming from. You stood in the cold for a few minutes cooling off, and you were about to go back into the house when you heard some kind of rustling in the bushes a few yards away.
You walked over, wondering if someone had gotten a little too drunk and was now puking behind Mrs. Mahealani’s roses. You were just about to call out and ask if they were okay when the figure suddenly stood up.
It stood eerily still in the darkness, and you couldn’t figure out why whoever it was was just staring at you.
“Hey, are you okay?” you called, peering at the figure in the darkness.
Whoever it was said nothing, but they let out what sounded like a growl. You took a step back, only to have the other person step forward into the light. It looked like a girl, judging by the long hair, but as she came closer you could see that she was wearing almost the exact same makeup Scott and Isaac had worn.
“Are you okay?” you called again.
But as you said this, the girl suddenly let out an ear-piercing snarl, a sound only an animal should have been able to make. She opened her mouth, baring sharp teeth as you, and you realized that what you thought had been makeup hadn’t been fake at all.
You stumbled back as your heels sank into the dirt, cursing Lydia for talking you into wearing them. You quickly kicked them off, ready to run back towards Danny’s house, but before you could make it five feet you were being torn off your feet.
The girl’s nails sank into your ankles as you were thrown off your feet, your palms sliding across the slick grass. You could hear her snarling and growling behind you, trying to drag you closer to her. You screamed and screamed, but you doubted anyone would be able to hear you over the thumping bass from inside.
The girl, if you could even call her that anymore, flipped you onto your back, and that was when you really got a good look at her face. She was drooling as she snapped her jaws at you, and her eyes were glowing a bright yellow, almost like the color of a glowstick.
You let out another terrified scream, realizing that you couldn’t fight forever, and this girl was eventually going to tear you apart. Luckily, before you had a chance to kiss death hello, the girl was thrown off of you.
You scrambled up into a sitting position just in time to see Scott and Isaac standing near you. They were wearing what you now realized were their actual faces, and when they opened their mouths to snarl at the girl who had attacked you, you realized they had sharp teeth identical to hers as well.
The girl let out a growl, but she quickly ran off into the woods, knowing she couldn’t beat Scott and Isaac.
“Are you okay?” Isaac asked you, kneeling beside you.
You looked at him in shock, a million questions running through your head.
“Isaac,” Scott warned, placing a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “She’s probably scared.”
“Oh, right,” he said.
You watched in shock as Isaac and Scott’s faces shifted back to normal. You blinked at Scott, who was now looking down at you with apologetic brown eyes.
“We’re not going to hurt you,” he promised. “I swear.”
“I…I’m not scared,” you admitted, rising from the ground as the tight fabric of your costume clung to your legs. “But I am pretty confused.”
Suddenly Danny’s back door opened, and Allison ran out, followed by Lydia and Stiles. She pulled an arrow from her quiver, raising her bow as she looked around.
“Is everything alright?” she asked nervously. “Lydia thought she heard you scream.”
You looked from Scott to Isaac, then to Allison and the rest of your friends. You eyed Allison’s bow and the look’s on Lydia and Stiles’ faces, and you asked “They know don’t they?”
Scott nodded, shooting you a guilty look.
“Werewolves?” you asked skeptically, raising your eyebrows at your friends.
“Werewolves,” Stiles confirmed, looking at you nervously.
No one knew how you would take the news, and that was part of the reason they hadn’t told you in the first place. The other reason was that they had wanted to keep you safe, but judging by how tonight had turned out, it hadn’t done much good.
You looked at them for a few seconds, and there were a few moments of painful silence as the pack looked at you expectantly.
“This is awesome!” you cried suddenly as your face broke into a grin.
“Wait, what?” Isaac asked, his blue eyes narrowing in confusion.
“Werewolves exist!” you exclaimed.
“Woah, let’s not announce it to the world,” Stiles told you. “But yeah, yeah they do.”
“You’re not afraid?” Scott asked.
“No way,” you told him with a grin. “You guys are my friends and I know you’d never hurt me. I’m just pissed you didn’t tell me sooner.”
“See?” Lydia asked Allison. “I told you she was better off knowing!”
Allison sighed. “I know, I know. Now can we please just go back to the party before anything else tries to attack us?”
“I’m with her on this one,” you told everyone. “Wait, does that mean vampires are real too?”
“No,” Stiles told you.
“Ooh, what about mermaids?” you asked.
“No, but-”
“What about ghosts?”
Allison huffed. “See, I told you telling her was a bad idea. Now she’s just going to ask us questions all night.”
“Pssh,” you scoffed. “I just found out two of my friends are werewolves. I’m never going to stop asking you questions.”

anonymous asked:

If they DO go with the Under the Red Hood storyline in the batman movie, and they manage to pull it off, I'll die a million deaths

i imagine the movie immediately opening with batman chasing some bad guys, action sequences in a dark gotham’s roads and back alleys, everything very batman-ly so we’re all bumped up from the start, and at the end of the scene, when batman catches the bad guys or maybe some of them are like “OKAY man, okay! we give up!” and get their hands up because they know they can’t outrun the bat and, honestly, the more you struggle, the more ass-kicking you get (they AREN’T first-timers)… but batman just. shoots them. in cold blood. maybe not even a quip to let us know this is jason dressed up as batman. and the next shot is in the morning, a tv in the kitchen playing the news, the anchorwoman saying how a bunch of third-rate criminals were found killed last night with the usual bat-branding every criminal caught by the bat gets and “is the bat finally showing his true colors” or something that’ll make the very careful-looking alfred watching the tv either scoff or subtly frown

let’s do it