#op writes

"moya lyubov, are you crying?" ilya looks over, surprised to see tear tracks on shane's freckled cheeks.

shane shoots his patended angry kitten look to his husband in the dark theater. "no."

ilya's heart shatters. "you are crying. malysh, no! is okay! is just movie!"

and brother, you know what they did? they danced.

shane's lip is trembling now, his eyes not leaving hades and persephone as they dance around the stage. "it's just sweet, okay? sue me!"

ilya's lips turn up in a smile. "i'd dance with you, moya lyubov."

shane's smile is watery and he squeezes ilya's hand. "i know. i'd dance with you, too."

shane's quiet in the car on the drive home. "what is wrong?" ilya asks, concern mounting the longer shane is silent.

"i'm afraid i would turn around." shane's voice is quiet. "i wouldn't want to. but i would. because i would need to see you to know we made it."

ilya swallows the emotion stuck in his throat. "oh, shanya. i would too."

shane turns, eyebrows furrowed. "you would?"

"da." ilya nods, smiling to himself as he turns into the driveway. "i spent too long having to not look at you. i couldn't not turn around."

shane frowned. "but then we'd have to do it again."

"and again. i would turn around every time," ilya replied. the engine turns off and the car grows quiet for a moment.

finally, shane speaks. "love means you have to turn around."

ilya nods. "da. luckily, we do not have to turn around."

shane smiles. "not anymore."

"not anymore."

I lose my motivation with this, but I was determined to at least finished this first part. I wanna make more part, but like I said, I kinda lose my motivation here. I was inspired by @mortiferumsomnum so you may notice the name Clockwork uses. Anyhow, hope you enjoy!!

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Alfred Pennyworth is a private man.

He like to keep things to himself, especially his private life. All the relationship Bruce knows about is Alfred's daughter, Julia Pennyworth; his interactions with his daughter were straind to say as least. Maybe that's why Bruce didn't pry more then what he knows from Alfred. Last thing he need is bring more distress to his perso-father then he needs to. Alfred may not say it, but taking care a family of vigilants has got to take a toll.

Besides, his kids would never forgive him if anything happens to Alfred; and to be honest, neither does he.

So when he heard that his butler got married, well, surprise is an understatement. All the times Alfred went on vacations should have raise some red flags but like he said, Bruce doesn't wanna prayed. He just assume that he's spending time with his daughter.

[He really should have known, he knows that he only has Julia and even she's busy on most day. Bruce just assume that it's for himself, which is true.]

[Oh, if only he knew.]

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It all started on a normal monday in Gotham, with a attack in a park. Ah, nothing to start your day them a rouge attack. That's Gotham for you.

But that's where things get complicated.

Batman was dispatch alongsides Robin in order to help Signal with the new threat. The new threat was a meta with a weird obsesssion of boxes.

Bruce is very sure it was a meta when he's flying around yelling about boxes. Batman doesn't fight in broad daylight but there's no way Bruce would let Duke fight it alone. Now if only this meta wasn't so slippery. He was force to call backup.

"Now you y'all will face my wrath, mortals!" the Box man said, throwing more and more boxes at them. "How many boxes does this guy have?!" Red Hood yelp, almost falling face -helment- first to the ground. Batman grunted, he can't help agreeing with Red Hood. He and Spoilers were there to provied help, but the meta's stamina is unmatched.

Even Damian was getting tired. Hell, HE, the BATMAN himself felt tired; that's an understament, he's fucking exhausted.

But he has to focus, unless he wanted to be six feet under. If only they knew the meta weaknesses, but he seem to have most of J'onn abilities. Duke and Steph were distracting the box craze man as he, Damian and Jason stop and catch a break; they need to figure out a plan to stop this meta. He's not hurting anyone -besides their egos- but he's still is an unknown and Bruce isn't taking any chances.

He tap into his comm.

"Oracle, what do we know?" Bruce sighed. He really need a hot bath after this. He could hear keys smashing on the other end. Not good.

"Nothing, Batman. Absolutely nothing! There got to be something but I couldn't find anything matching the meta's description. I'll keep looking, but until then-" more key smashing, "- you're on your own," she ended the statement with a heavy sigh. Crap, not good at all.

"Tell Red Robin to take over comms, Oracle, and you keep searching," he ordered. Tim was bench due to an injury he got from a previously protrol. He could take over while Babs search for any infomations about the situantion and weaknesses that the meta has. Just then, his youngest son shouted; "Father, Signal and Spoilers are losing their strength. We must help them!" Robin pointed to where both vigilants and the man went.

"So what'cha we waiting for? Let's go!" Red Hood was already running to the direction they went. Batman nodded to his Robin and they went after Red Hood.

But he felt something bad pooling in gut. Bruce hope it's just his worries.

[He shouldn't have just listened to his mind.]

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Alfred Pennyworth is a private man.

That in itself should not so surprising considering that not a single person in his little family of crime fighting vigilants/detectives nor his estranged daughter knew that he gotten' married to an inmortal and Ancient Being name Horatio Clockwork. The fact that he added his own name as his last name is so dumb that it worked. Just how Mister Kent do with his glasses.

Either way, he is not changing his last name with his husband.

Alfred is on a day off, as Master Bruce wanted him to rest for awhile; he thinks he's spending time together with Julia, but she's busy so he's spending time with his husband instead. Spending time with his beloved as he talked nonsense all while walking on the sidewalk, hands interwinds with each other.

"I'm telling you, I do loved the boy, not that I'll admit it in front of him, but he's getting on my nerves. I swear his doing it on purp-" Horatio cuts mid sentence as he saw that Alfred stopped dead on his track, looking at a window to a tech shop.

"Alfie? You okay?" He asked.

Both lovebirds stopped and watched as the TVs displays the lastest rouge attack. But it isn't the regular rouge or some random wannabe villain.

Both of they're eyes wided as they realized the Box Ghost- aka Boxy, is in Gotham, in broad daylight.

Horatio's eyes flases red, silently in rage that Boxy was here. He thought that Danny told them to leave the mortal plane alone. "Oh he's getting soup alright," Horatio snarled. He knows that Danny is having a vacation, so they're going to have to take care of this mess.

He walks to the direction Boxy heading, silently fuming and cursing said ghost in all the colorful language he could think of. Holding Alfred's hand as gentle as can be, they head out. Alfred sighs; married to an Ancient Being who is also the mentor of The Ghost King Of The Infinate Realm does has some downside. Guess their get-together could be postponed to another date.

[Although, he must admit, Horatio being mad is kinda hot.]

[He loves his husband alright, sue him.]

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"Uhhh...guys. I see Alfred on the camera, he's on the pathway of the meta-" a barrage of curses and yelling can be heard.

"WHAT-"

"ALFRED?! WHERE IS HE?-"

"DRAKE! WHERE IS PENNYWORTH?!-"

"OH FUCK WHA-"

Bruce was horrified; his butler, his father, is heading throws danger. "Tim, find the way to warn Alfred. Now," Bruce growl.

He can't lose him. He can't lose another-

"B, the cameras' busted! I can't see him! I'm sending you the coordinates now!"

Fuck.

Jason was sprinting throws the location given. Bruce and Damian hot on his heels. The three of them rounded a corner to a dimly lit hallway. This reminded Bruce when he was young-NO-

NONONONONONONONONO-HE CAN'T- HE- HE CAN'T LOSE ANOTHER!

Not again- Not-

In a middle of the damp hallway is Alfred, and a man. The man has mid length white hair, he's wearing a purple sweater with some sort of pattern on it. He stood there, calm and quite; while Alfred was standing beside him, hands on the man shoulders, talking to the man with hush tones and is unharmed. Bruce sighed, he's safe and sound. Maybe the man Alfred with was a friend of his.

"...Sir, are you okay?" Bruce called out, hand reaching out. As much as he would like to call his name, he's still Batman and he can exposed himself to the man Alfred with.

Both men turned around. Jason gasped, Damian's eyes wided behind his mask; he could hear the shouts of others on the comms, asking if they're alright. Bruce didn't answered.

Alfred was unharmed, but the man's eyes flashes a bright red, almost like he's about to blast them with his lazer. But that's not the shocking part; it's what the man said next that truly take them out by surprise.

"My beloved, stand back." The man snarled at them, unaware that he just threaten his husband's son and grandsons.

Jason's words described perfectly about the situation.

"What the fuck???"

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Summary: Decided to go with what I'm calling a "super meta quantum theory faith based ending" after the mess that was 15x20 because Lamp. Tree. Barn. Roadhouse.

Notes: Working with magic has thought me that the divine comes from the self. I hope this helps you see your own divinity.

Kiwi closed the door behind them and smiled across the sea of ribbons and thread.

"Did you get overwhelmed? You've been at this all daaaay~🎵"

I simply pout and fling my arms open.

"Mrrrmrm gmrmgmm..rmrm hrrng!!" I pout and grumble something about having a hug deficiency.

"Oh no!" Kiwi dances and leaps across the room and launches themselves into my open arms.

🎶"A hug for my Mel-ody!" 🎵 They nuzzle into my arms and we just hug and cuddle and sing.

"You should definitely take a break!"

"...maybe." (=)3=) *pouts*

"Pleeeaaaase?" Kiwi tilts their head to the side. "Pleaaaase take a break for meeee~🎵 My hard working Mel-ody~ You know that I'm right so don't put up a fight! Let's go for a stroll through Langtree~🎵"

The sound of Kiwi's lovely voice threads my heart together. My frayed, patch-work heart is mended by the threads of light Kiwi weaves in song.

"Hrmm...maaaybe." I snuggle into Kiwi's arms being stubborn.

"Plllleeeaaaase?" Kiwi smiles sweetly and leans in. "Hrmmmm~? I would REALLY like to take a walk with youuu~." Kiwi teases, knowing I can't resist their charms.

"Awawawwawa! Okey ffffffine! You win you silly willy goober. Let's go for a walk. I need some sunshine and fresh air. But! On one condition!"

Kiwi nods and helps me stand.

"Sure! Anything Mel!"

I extend my arm and wiggle my fingers.

"Will you please hold my hand?"

Kiwi gasps and immediately takes my hand in theirs.

"Of COURSE Mel! I love holding your hand!"

We head out, into the sun and breathe in the sweet light fragrance of flowers and the deep boldness of the soil and trees.

"Kiwi?" I sweetly ask.

"Hrmm?" They smile, swinging my hand in theirs.

"Can I have one more thing?"

They stop and look on curious.

"Sure Mel. What is it?" :o

I lean in and whisper softly.

"Can I have a kiss?"

Kiwi smiles widely.

Without a word they lean in, cupping my face and very gently, places a soft kiss on my forehead, left cheek, right cheek, the tip of my nose and then forehead.

Finally, after moving back to observe the dazed, silly grin they put in my face, they lean in and give me a sweet kiss on the lips.

"Hee~!" >w<

"Hee hee!" OvO

Hello everyone! Now as you can already tell, this is a crossover ship of dp x dc. I wasn't really interested in this ship tbh but reading 'Something is weird with Damian' by Tuka2002 on AO3 (if you see this, hi!!! Love your work) and it was stuck in my head lol. So I'm taking inspiration from the fic and making my own headcannons!

- For contexts, Damian meets Danny normally; ie. No enemies chasing one another, no trying to off each other, no nada! They have a normal meeting and they both decided they like each other (Damian took longer than he like to admit) and it started from there.

- They been dating for some time, Danny a bit older than Damian; about a few years apart. Damian hasn't told anyone about him meeting someone, only Jon (he's his best friend, sue him), and Danny couldn't keep it a secret for long before his sister and friends found out (They lie for him all the time, they know he's bad at lying too)

- Danny had such a good influence on Damian that the Batclan thought that he was being mind controlled. Even Jon at first was suspicious at Danny (because he worries for his friend).

- Danny is such a sweetheart; although his choice of clothes make him look like a gangster lol.

- No joke, he would wear all black, a leather jacket with spikes on the shoulders, gloves, heavy boots, a mask that looks like a muzzle, rides a bike and it doesn't help that he's almost 7 feet tall (courtesy of his father's genes) and pretty much brawn (due to all the ghost fighting).

- Bruce will have a heart attack when he first see Danny. Alfred will raise a eyebrow.

- But like I said, Danny's a sweetheart, he'll bring gifts, expensive or not (let's throw in some Ghost King hc's in) and spoil Damian rotten. He's a gentleman too, always opening doors for Damian and buying the things he likes (Jon will always teased him about it)

- As for Damian, he'll start to get 'soft' as his siblings like to put it. Don't get me wrong, he's still the snobby demon brat we all know and love; he's just tone it down a little. He starts caring for others little by little and he even stopped trying to off he's brothers (Tim is very alarmed at this)

- He starts wearing the gifts that Danny gives, mainly clothing and jewelry. The clothing are in pastels colours and Damian loves them. Now Bruce doesn't like any of his kids dating (sue him) but this is very alarming to him as he never see Damian like this (Little does he know that they been together for a while now) so he'll be extra protective; although Danny thinks it's very heartwarming and would not be phased (ayy) at all.

- The Bats are debating whether or not that Danny is a thread.

- I don't know how the Bats meet Danny (officially). It could be dramatic or they wait for Damian to tell or Danny could a suspect and Damian is trying to clear his name or it could just be a normal (or as normal as can be) meeting.

- Anyway you put it, it will be interesting (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

- As for their side job (*cough*cough), that up for debate cuz I really don't know about this one. They could have known what the other does but not the full picture or Danny has told him about him being Ghost King and in turn, Damian told him about being robin (They both did this because in Danny's part, he doesn't like lying to Damian and would like it out of the way when the relationship got serious; For Damian it's the same as Danny and also he knows he's not human and ask him if he's a meta)

That's about all! Do penny your thoughts cuz I really invested in this ship! (◕દ◕) Sorry if there are some grammar mistakes here and there lol.

Day 1: Worse Case Scenario Only

Hello everybody! I'm very excited to do the DP/DC Week made by @avaritia-apotheosis ! Sadly, I'll be doing one, which is this one, fanfic for DP/DC this week due to my busy schedule. I'm upset about it since I made a continuous story with the prompts in my head but maybe I'll do some quick sketches instead for the other days. Who knows ^_^

Also, the story idea for this prompt was made by @stealingyourbones so go check them out!!!

Sorry if there's any grammar errors in this, English isn't my native language ≥﹏≤

Anyways, hope you all enjoy and have a great day!!!! Ｏ(≧▽≦)Ｏ

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This is not how things should go.

Dick Grayson was responding to a hostage situation in Blüdhaven; Just a few weeks after being gassed with the new Joker Gas. Now that doesn't sound good and he was hospitalized for it but he got better! And that should be the end of it...

If only it didn't have side effects.

In the weeks that follow were laughing episodes akin to panic attacks. With research of the gas, some questioning and a bit of detective work, it turns out that the Joker purposely did that so the victims who do survive his gas will suffer either way.

Now luckily there was a antidote.

Unluckily Joker destroy it before anyone got their hands on it.

Now the people that survive would have to bare the fits until the Justice League figure out a antidote. The victims were to be held in government approved hospitals and monitor by the government and the Justice League as they worked together on the cure. Good news to the victims that were gassed, the gas isn't as potent or deathly and there's a 50/50 chance of the effects surfacing after roughly a week after being cured the first time. The good news only ended there though. Dick was hit, but he didn't have the side effects.

At least that's what everyone thought.

Now don't get him wrong, he was bedridden for a few days, but he did get better!... But then fates decided to be cruel and the side effects began just a week after being cured and the fits started; but the family didn't know that. To them, Dick Grayson wasn't amongst the unfortunate people who did. He was fine! And he would like to keep it that way.

Dick didn't want to make them worried about him. Tim and Bruce already have to spend countless nights just to make a cure (and still are for the side effects), his siblings worked around the clock so they can cover him in Bloodhaven, and even Alfred was on edge after the whole insident. Really, he didn't want them to know.

So he kept his mouth shut.

Sure, hiding from a family of detectives wasn't gonna last long, and the laughing fits weren't making it any better to hide,but he's a detective too! Dick was raised by one of the greatest detective no less! He managed to keep it from them, but now Dick suspect that some of them (mostly Cass) are catching on what's going on.

Because of that, he decided to stay in Blüdhaven to lay low. Dick wasn't allowed to be Nightwing yet, but Dick had a job at BCPD; he's not going to sit around and do nothing after all. Alfred may have grounded him from going out as a vigilant but his city still needs him in more ways in one.

And here he was, on the ground, laughing and wheezing and coughing his sorrows away, during a very delicate hostage situation. The hostages were held in a warehouse...

A warehouse similar to the warehouse that held...Jason...

Little wing...

His brother- that he failed-

He couldn't breathe- couldn't think-! He-

He hears shots in the distance but is helpless to do anything.

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This is not how things should go.

Dash Baxter is just a simple man; a man trying to live his normal life as a policeman in the BCPD. And life likes to make things difficult then it should be, though that should be expected in his line of work. Thank the ancients that he hasn't gone gray yet!

The day starts with a call about a hostage situation. Before that, he was investigating a string of robberies in Bloodhaven for the past few months that might be -no, is- connected to each other and the hostage situation at hand.

How does he know?

Well, all the robberies were done by the same people and although they're cover their faces, the robbers were wearing the same clothes and masks every time. Sure, there were effective in keeping the robber's identities, but at this point, it might as well be their identities.

Even knowing that, the criminals were slippery little shitters as they constantly evaded them at every turn. Entil now; Dash got in contact with Detective Wes Weston (that fees so weird to say), an old friend and now pravite detective to lend a helping hand and figure out the robbers next move.

All the years spend doing conpriresy theories and stalking his classmates finally paid off for him, Dash thought. Though he wouldn't want to admitted that in front of him.

With the help of Detective Wes (Ancients it still feels weird to say that), they managed to figure out the criminal's next plan; that is to rob a bank and stop them before they get their hands on the cash. But just like slimy slippery little bastards they are, they got away.

And this time, with hostages.

Dash, who's on the wheel, his partner Dick Grayson besided him and Wes at the back managed to catch up with the criminals with his car to a empty abondon warehouse just outside the docks. Dash makes sure that they weren't spotted and let the robbers think that they managed to escape.

The plan was to wait until help arrived and go from there. However, he noticed Dick wasn't looking so good when they got to the warehouse, but he was focused on the task at hand.

That was his worse mistake.

"Hey Dash...? Your partner's not looking good there..." Wes whispered, opening the car door slowly, before shit went sideways.

Dick started to giggled, and the next thing they know, he started to laugh, which gave away the three's position.

Shots rang out.

"TAKE COVER!!" Dash yelled as he opened the door, grabs Dick, who's now laughing like a mad man, and took cover at the side of the car. Wes pulls out his Fenton Gun and starts shooting back, green goo hitting and melting away at the metal walls.

Dash takes out his walkie talkie and calls for backups as Wes keep shooting back, careful where he shoots as he didn't know where the hostages are.

The situation is getting worse.

"Damn the Ancients! You're so going to own me a favor!" Wes ducks down with them.

"Crap! This isn't good," Dash retorted back. He starts to reload his gun (the normal kind) and stars shooting at the criminals that he can see. He then ducks down to check on Dick. "Dick! Wha-" he cuts himself.

By the looks of it, Dick having a panic attack, although he knows damn well that laughing isn't one of the symptoms. He looks like in a lot of pain; tears freely ran down his cheeks, as he tries desperately to silent himself, his body was shaking and trembling. Then Dash remembers about the new Joker Gas on the news a while back. How it now has side effects, how Dick was visiting his family in Gotham that time, how-

Dick was gassed with the Joker Gas.

And only then Dash noticed that he can only hear Dick's maniac of a laugh and not the gunshots.

"Hey, D! Look!" Wes called out, shaking Dash fully out of his thoughts.

Shit, the hostage situation.

He feared the worse... but Wes was giving him a shit eating grin and he hears no more gun shots, so he looks back at the warehouse. People were coming out, all the hostages were free, and he zero in a certain woman with dark skin and wearing a hot pink top with a black leather jacket on top and white jeans waving at them.

He wasn't expecting to see another old friend amidst the crowd.

It was Paulina waving at them, with a big smile on her face, at the front of the hostages. Acting as a leader of sorts, she orders them to dragged out the robbers who are now tided up with chains. From his position, he could see that one of them has a pretty nasty black eye. If he wasn't still on edge, he'll find the situation hallarious and wanted to know why she's here in Blüdhaven. But now he know that the people are safe and Paulina mostly took care of it, Dash focused on Dick's laughing problem.

"Wes, can you take care of them for me?" Dash asked. He still needs to help his partner who's still laying on the ground.

Wes just sigh, "You so own me for this," he then walks to the group, no doubt relief as Dash is that the people were safe (though not admitted anything when asked), leaving Dash and Dick behind.

Thankfully, Dick seems to calm down and the laughing stopped. He's eyes were bloodshot red and tears were already staining his cheeks. Unfortunately, he's still giggling.

"I... I'm... I'm sorr-god I-so sorry-" Dick tried to say, but he's out of breath and still giggles between words. Dash feels helpless to do anything.

"Hey, it's okay. Just breathe, alright?" Dash knees down and ask,"can I touch you? At the shoulder?"

Dick silently nods. Dash sat next to him and place he's hand on Dick's shoulder. Dash hears sirens at the distance, signaling that backups have arrived. Hopefully the ambulance as well.

It's going be a long day.

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Dash decided to stay behind to help rally up the culprits and to give a report on what happened. He feels a little embarrassed that Paulina and Wes did all the work, but they insist that Dash help as well as he could.

He also talked to the medics about his theory on what happened to Dick Grayson. He believes that Dick was gas by the new Joker Gas and kept the side effects from everyone after he was supposedly cured (which is true). Now that he thinks about it, every time that Dick looks unwell, he always excuses himself. Dash really was an idiot and thought his partner was just under the weather.

Ancients, he wanted to banged his head up against a wall.

After the paramedics took Dick away, and knowing he'll be in good hand, Dash walks over to where Paulina and Wes were to catch up on their lives.

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"Soooo, about the favor you own me...."

"What favor?"