Loid, Yor, Anya & Bond Forger [Spy x Family] by TsuyaNoUchi
https://tsuyanouchi.etsy.com
I just think Shang Qinghua should get so angry one time that he unconsciously overrides the System and unlocks Admin privileges and just deletes entire clans out of existance in the blink of an eye while going "writing you in was a mistake".
And I also think everyone who saw that refuses to ever talk about it, but they're all scared shitless of the tiny human by Mobei-jun's side now because they realize he's not just really smart and an amazing strategist, he's also a god and can kill them all in 0.5 seconds. And now they all think that Shang Qinghua is actually the one running the show and Mobei-jun is just, like, the face of the Northern kingdom only.
Shang Qinghua is utterly horrified when he snaps out of it and realizes what he's done (somehow??? He doesn't know wtf just happened) and how now everyone is terrified of him except for Mobei-jun who is just looking at him with heart in his eyes lmao
AU where in order to be able to secretly hang out with his favourite league bro, after he gets to Gotham Damian creates a second secret identity which is literally just him in a voice modulated motorcycle helmet so he can be Red Hood’s occasional sidekick without the bats knowing it’s him, except the issue is that Damian has a lot of ‘old man’ energy surrounding him. from his weirdly mature posture, his manner of speaking, to the odd knowledge he possesses that a child of his age should NOT have; when you can’t see any part of his head, theres pretty much nothing pointing towards the fact that he’s a little kid. this leads to Hood’s subordinates instantly assuming that Hood’s sidekick is not, infact, a child, but instead a very small man/somebody with some kind of dwarfism.
Jason honestly isn’t sure whether or not he should correct his men, because on one hand its kinda funny to watch Damian awkwardly interact with this group of people who clearly think he, like them, is some 30yr old geezer with a possible wife and kids at home, not to mention its a secret identity for a reason he doesn’t want to leak information for no reason-
but on the other hand they keep offering his kid brother beers and cigarettes. which.
Goon: hey man, you see the game last night? fucking wild.
Damian, spent last night letting Tim teach him how to play with Pokémon cards but doesn’t want to seem immature: …yes. i did, indeed, watch that game.
Goon 2: fucked up that that last play wasn’t called out; the bar practically rioted. hey you should come with us next week for the next game, let us buy you a beer or somthin. Hood tags along with us sometimes, should be fun!
Damian:
Jason, struggling not to laugh:
Damian:
Damian: i have prior engagements.
Goon 1: haha, let me guess, your s/o dont want you out late?
Damian:
Damian, leaning in to Jason to whisper: what… what is an ‘s/o’
Jason, coughing to cover laughter: they uh, they think you got a wife or a husband waiting for you at home.
Damian:
Damian, turning back to the goons: i… have no idea what to say right now.
Jason: *pats him on the shoulder* alright buddy, you go finish up the weapons shipment, dont worry.
Jason to the goons, after Damian leaves: recently divorced, sore subject.
the goons: *empathetic hums of understanding*
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Goon: here man, have a drink to take home with ya *tries to pass Damian a bottle of whiskey*
Damian: um.
Damian: *slowly edging forward to hesitatingly take the bottle, for lack of knowing what else to do*
Jason, bellowing from across the warehouse: OI!
Damian: *freezes, bottle in hand*
Goon:
Damian:
Damian: *slowly, ashamed, passes the bottle back*
Jason: THATS WHAT I THOUGHT.
Goon: uhm…
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Goon: hey, boss? why wont you let the new guy drink?
Jason:
Jason, doesn’t want to out Damian’s identity: he’s a recovering alcoholic. im his sponsor.
Goon:
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Damian, on the way back to Jason’s apartment: Todd.
Jason: mm?
Damian: one of your men asked if i had any chiropractor reccomendations for back pain.
Jason: *bites lip*
Damian: how old do they think i AM?
Jason:
Jason: i may have implied somewhere in your fifties.
Damian:
Damian: WHY WOULD-
Jason: IT SEEMED FUNNY.
I feel like Jason and Damian would play DnD together and it started at their time in the League. I believe with my whole soul that Jason is just a big nerd, so I think it'd be cute if he showed Damian how to play DnD so he could use his imagination by playing a "childish game" (Damian's words).
When Damian joins the family, they think that he's sneaking out because he doesn't feel comfortable in their home yet, but really he's just meeting up with Red Hood every Thursday to continue their campaign.
Now, nobody knows of their weekly hang outs, even after Jason reconnects with the family. Not even Tim, who is also a huge nerd and has been begging Dick to play DnD with him for years and being constantly be turned down.
Eventually, Jason and Damian are setting up their game and Tim walks in on them.
Tim:
Jason: "It's not what it looks like?"
Tim: *Takes a deep breath* "Are.. are you playing DnD?"
Jason:
Damian: "It's a perfectly acceptable thing to-"
Tim: "YOU'VE BEEN PLAYING DND THIS WHOLE TIME AND YOU NEVER THOUGHT TO INVITE ME??"
Jason: "Uh-"
Tim: "I've been begging- ABSOLUTELY BEGGING Dick to do a campaign with me. I've been rejected too many times to count-"
So now, every Thursday, Jason, Damian, and Tim gather round to play DnD.
what if when icarus fell apollo caught him before he hit the sea, arms as warm as the sun, but safer.
what if when ariadne cast the rope across a broken branch aphrodite stepped in with a reminder that this, this is not the kind of love you die for.
what if when achilles was ready for war ares appeared with a smile and said “you win well when you win, but what are you unwilling to lose if you lose?” and achilles knew the answer.
if you could retell the tale wouldn’t you want to tell it kinder? wouldn’t you want to give them peace, even love, where you could?
l.s. | I AM TIRED OF RE-WRITING TRAGEDY WITHOUT CHANGE. LET THEM LIVE. LET THEM LEARN. LET THEM LOVE © 2016