@NOFUNERALS-
(batfam/ DC au?? Idk damijon my beloveds!!)
Damian rushed down the stairs as the doorbell rang. He was trying to get to the door before any of his siblings did, but of course he was too late for that. He shoved past Dick and grabbed Jon's wrist. "Come on let's go to my room!" He tried to move past Dick. Damian really didn't want to do the whole partner interrogation thing right now.
(Teen dad he's trying!!)
Bruce knocked on the door to the room he had given the kid he had just taken in. Dick holed himself up in his room and he couldn't blame the kid, he did that same thing when his parents died. However there was one thing that always helped him, he just hoped that it would also help Dick. "Um hey chum Alfred made cookies. I brought you some if you want."
(Timber let's go baby!!)
Bernard rolled his wrists they were completely numb from the ropes he had been in for the past few days? Maybe it was a week? He couldn't really tell. He looked up at Red Robin who just untied him. He had the same scar Tim had. Weird. He cleared his throat "Um thanks for that boy wonder."
(Stolitz they'll work it out I swear)
Stolas had hardly moved off the couch in Blitz's apartment for days. He was too tired to do much of anything. The food Blitz had left him sat untouched just like it always had. He appreciated the gesture but he really had no energy to do anything. His power being stripped from him felt like a constant weight on his chest. He glanced over at the door as when he heard it open. Blitz must be back from IMP. Stolas closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
(Fizzmodeus!!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH)
Fizz sat up in the giant bed he shared with his partner. He was having a bad dream, a replay of a memory really, of the fire where he lost so much of himself. He sniffled and wiped his eyes with his robotic hands. Asmodeus still had his arms still wrapped around Fizz. It grounded him slightly but he still kept crying. Wiping his eyes, trying to be as quiet as he could so he wouldn't wake Ozzie up.
(Renegades. Angry cat)
Kenma was sitting around the table. He was by far the youngest in the room but this is what he was brought here to do. He went to speak "Maybe instead of- um- focusing on-"
One of the men at the table interrupted him. He basically said the same thing Kenma was going to but much more convoluted. It pissed him off, his tail flicking angrily. He grabbed his phone. If they weren't going to listen to him he wouldn't listen to them.
(Irl Miles! My fave)
Miles groaned softly. He had just messed up the leather straps on his chest again. He really had to get this done soon before his fiance came home. He undid the buckle and fixed the straps finally finishing the last buckle. He looked in the standing mirror and fixed his hair. "...good enough-" he glanced at the door as he heard it open.
(Valentine!! My fave! Vamp au)
Valentine sat in the cozy chair reading when he heard a crash from the other room, it sounded like glass breaking. He sighed and sat up. He walked up the stairs to Spelldon's magic room . "Darlin' are you breaking stuff again?" He leaned against the doorframe.
(Kenma. Bro is dying)
It was the final set both of them having one two of the previous sets. Match point for the other team but they were only one point behind. All Kenma had to do was set the ball to the ace. He's done that plenty of times before. It was easy. He set the ball, but something was off, it was slick. The ball fell backwards and he couldn't save it. No one on the team could have.
The whistle blew, the match was over, he had just cost them the win. It was all his fault.
(Soulmate matchablossom he has trauma)
Kaoru was fine with the kissing, and even the touching but it was like his brain hated him the second they actually started. Instead of his soulmate it was just flashes of that night in his mind. He couldn't focus on Kojiro. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't talk or say anything. He was trapped in his memories.