Writing Prompt: #1

Song mishaps chapter 2

Washing Machine Heart by Mitski

“Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart Baby, bang it up inside,” Lloyd felt like a useless child, Kim had to go through so much worse and here Lloyd was broken up over nothing. It was pathetic.

They had both been hurt and abandoned, but Kim had still been able to make something of himself. What had Lloyd done the second Kim disappeared ? He drank himself to death.

Sucho Sucho Sucho, with out him what was the point to life at all? At least his death had brought them back together.

Kim wasn’t a good person, Lloyd would be naive to think otherwise. No one does something for free. Kim was willing, able and had used everyone that had used him right back to his advantage.

It still hurt.

—- —- —-

A Baron, baroness, knight and student were huddled under the stair way. They weren’t spying. They weren’t! They just figured maybe if they stayed to talk a bit longer….and well it’s not like Javier had to sleep anway.

The baron hushed the families conversation in order to hear lloyd. He hadn’t … gotten around to talking to hi son yet.. Arcos didn’t even know where to start.

Lloyd’s voice carried out to them, “Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart

Baby, bang it up inside.”

They weren’t quite sure as to what a “washing machine” was. More than likely Lloyds new invention, understandably it probably will wash clothes. So why was Lloyd comparing his heart of all things to it.

Bang bang it up inside? Was Lloyd hurt ?

Javier’s teeth clenched, was Lloyd telling someone to hurt him? This stupid bastard.

—- —- —-

“I'm not wearing my usual lipstick

I thought maybe we would kiss tonight”

Kim laughed as Lloyd twirled, hair flouncing about. When’s the last time anyone kissed them? Kim should fix that.

—— —— —-

“I'm not wearing my usual lipstick

I thought maybe we would kiss tonight”

Javier “gently” but quietly placed his hands on to a nearby table. He was going crazy. First he was unable to find any man named Kim and now this. Kiss? Lloyd kissing some unknown man?! Never! As his knight it was Javier’s duty to keep Lloyd safe from any unsavory characters and if this song was any indication… Lloyd was willing to be hurt in exchange for love.

Or maybe already had been? Biting into his lower lip Javier racked his brain for clues. He read poetry, loved it even but he’d never heard any songs like Lloyd’s before.

Wait a fucking minute, lipstick??!?!

—- —- ——

“Baby will you kiss me already and” Kim felt giddy in a sad sort of way. He wanted to scoop Lloyd up and take care of him. Them. They were technically the same soul. Huh, does this count as self love? He surly doesn’t feel like he loves himself. He doesn’t particularly even like himself. Or was Kim just inherently selfish?

Kim had “meet” Lloyd early in life, his imaginary friend. His first friend, his first everything. The last good thing he had when his life was falling apart and he had picked up that damn book.

—- —- —-

“Baby will you kiss me already and…”

Arcos watched Javier’s face turn a bright pink as wood cracked. Well at least him and the family were in agreement they may have made mistakes but no one was going to get away with breaking his kids heart!

—— —- —-

“Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart

Baby, bang it up inside”

“Baby, though I've closed my eyes”

The barons family sighed as the heard Lloyd’s scratchy sweet voice grow tired. Arcos sighed they were definitely going to need at family meeting after this. Why did Lloyd never say he enjoyed singing? Inventing? Architecture?

Did he even know his own son at all?

—- —- —-

“I know who you pretend I am”

“I know who you pretend I am” Lloyd’s voice cracked, to be fair he’d never sang much before. Not in this body- his own body. Kims was always better for that sort of thing.

It stung, he drank and his family did nothing, he yelled and screamed and hurt and they assumed he was a brat instead of asking of listening. He died, he died and put Kim in the front seat. And they. Didn’t. Notice. Kim wasn’t even trying.

His mouth met the taste of salt as he sang on.

—- —- —-

“I know who you pretend I am”

“I know who you pretend I am”

Juliens lips pursed, he felt targeted despite this obviously being a love song. It would be lying if he said he had never pictured Javier as his older brother instead. They all had. That he hadn’t wished for it that he had never said it out loud. That he had never pretended Lloyd wasn’t his brother at all and thrown it in his face.

Gods he had thrown it in Lloyd’s face.

Julien waved off the guilt, this wasn’t about him. This was about someone who had played white his brothers heart. And he would never forgive them for it.

—- —- —-

“Do mi ti Why not me?”

“Why not me? Do mi ti”

“Why not me? Why not me? Do mi ti” Lloyd grit his teeth, why not me? What did I ever do that was so wrong? He knew he wasn’t what anyone in the estate wanted but he wasn’t horrible. He stayed out of everyone’s way. So why. Why not him? Why didn’t they care about him like… he knows he knows his parents love him. But never the way they do about Javier, Julien. Not like how they love Kim.

—- —- —-

“Do mi ti Why not me?”

“Why not me? Do mi ti”

“Why not me? Why not me?”

Julien sucked in a breath okay so maybe this song was impart about him. Them. Impart about them. All of them really.

Javier felt his head spin, why not him? Because he’s awful, stilling Javier stopped himself from immediately eye rolling. And why was that? Why was his first thought to disregard Lloyd’s feelings sure he had been a jerk in the past but …

But that’s not true something in his contours whispered. Was he really that bad a useless drunk sure but he never went out of his way to be cruel. Except to him, and that was only when they were kids. After the sword incident Lloyd had backed off and stuck to ignoring him. Ignoring everyone.

Javier had originally thought of it as pompous arrogance and him being a right brat but maybe it was something else all along?

—- —- —-

“Ppff hahaha Sorry sorry I don’t know what wrong with me,” Lloyd said as he wiped his tears away. Gods they hated crying. Gross

The family below felt a jagged stone hit their hearts.

Marabella wanted to run into Lloyd’s room and and… she was stuck to the ground as that same stone weighed her down. Nobody is perfect and Lloyd has his issues. Before and after his stint drinking but for Lloyd to think there was something wrong with him ??

She looked towards her husband and ended up focusing to the window behind him. New flowers and stone walkways. Out further to everything her son had built. Is this it? Is this why Lloyd’s been working himself to death, because he thinks he needs to in order to prove himself.

Her son, oh her son. He was crying, she can remember the last time he had well and truly loudly cried. He was ten they were going to have a picnic outside and garden. Javier tagged along with her and had sat in Lloyd’s usual seat, she remembers him making a huge fuss out of point at Javier and yelling until she scolded him. He stopped. He stopped sniffled and ran of crying without looking back.

He had stopped joining her for tea after that.

Julien caught his mothers shoulder as she doubles over to cry into her hands.

What? What happened?

Cap: My son wanted to hang out with me! What was i supposed to do ? Say no??

Batman: …

Cap: also my kid did some petty theft from someone who deserved it, what exactly have all your kids been up to?

Batman remembering: … touché

Billy as Captain Marvel just tells Bruce about the littlest robin he met in his road trip

CM: Yeah, he said some stuff about my family… but it was all in good fun!

Batman: Hmmmm

See, Damian had recorded that night in his domino mask camera, but all Bruce knows is that he met 3 kids…

Batman is now itching to find out what happened. Also kinda happy he gets another peice of the puzzle of CM.

Marvel: *doodling*

Batman: *slides into a chair next to him* “Captain.” *nods head*

Marvel: “Mr. Batman Sir.” *nods head back*

*silence*

Marvel: *continues doodling*

Batman: “Do you own a truck, Captain?”

Marvel: “No?”

Batman: “I see. It’s just that I reviewed the footage from a camera I will not disclose the location of—”

Solomon: ‘It was in the little bird’s mask.’

Batman: “— and the people who hit Robin were a few children. Likely joyriding, but upon closer inspection they had food and snacks, as well as souvenirs and little bobbles from what I could see.”

Marvel: *internally starting to panic* “Really?”

Batman:“Yes—”

Marvel: “Wait, you saw him get hit by the truck?”

Batman: “Of course I did. I’m Batman.”

Marvel: “I see…”

Batman: “Anyways, from the footage I reviewed, there were three children. Two boys, one girl, one of the boys looked quite like you. Captain. They were also the only people to run into Robin aside from criminals.”

Marvel: “Okay?”

Batman: “So, I must ask, did you transform yourself into a child and go around the states with a stolen truck?”

Marvel: *just decides to go with it* “…Yes.”

Batman: *stares at him like he’s an idiot for a solid 15 seconds* “I’m not even going to ask why you felt the need to turn yourself into a child. Instead, whose truck did you steal?”

Marvel: “I don’t even remember.”

Batman: “How?”

Marvel: “It was Junior’s idea.”

Batman: “Why are you blaming an actual child for your decisions?”

Marvel: “Because he’s the one that suggested I make that decision? I mean, he was the one that proposed the entire trip in the first place.”

Bruce didn’t know how to feel about a “grown man” blaming a child for something like this.

Tag me

Phantom proves to the justice League that he is older than he looks by showing up on take your kid to work day with his two children; his twenty year old mammoth of a son ,Dan and his ten year old little ball of sunshine,Dani.

The justice League are thoroughly spooked. Clark especially when he finds out their father is Danny's archenemy.

The Justice League thinking Billy is Shazam’s son but Billy is nothing like him. Billy is angry, dark and super punk.

Oh Green Lantern? You mean the space cop ? Fuck that noise!

Batman? Why would I respect a furry?

Superman? You were mean to my dad when you first met so fuck you too!!!

If anyone writes this please tag me!

Punk Billy AU

Imagine the Justice League is fighting some villain and somehow they turn Shazam back into Billy! Once standing where Shazam was is a small boy who looks something like this!

Of course Shazam is still the same sunshine bubbly personality as always but Billy is different, he's mad at the world for forgetting him and that the bad people for doing all the terrible stuff to him. He had to go through it all alone but he's actively trying to better the world around him, in and out of Shazam form! He would still be respectful as always but he's less likely to tolerate rude or mean people. It's one of the reasons why people had such a hard time finding his identity. I think he would dye his hair all kinds of crazy colors, he'd draw on his skin all the time, have piercings, and wear cool makeup! (I know this really won't work especially with his very limited budget but can you imagine!!!)

Punk Billy Supremacy <3

(All pictures from Pinterest)

I can’t stop laughing

You Knew the Demon Head?

For this AU, I suppose we’d have to pretend that Ra’s al Ghul isn’t hundreds of years old, but rather thousands. So pretend for that this specific post he is.

Billy got a call from Nightwing. The man said he’d meant to call for Batman but had instead fumbled and called him instead for help. Cap still came to see if they needed anything. See, it turned out that Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin were all patrolling when one of them found Lazarus Pit. So, now all four of them, now with the added Captain Marvel, were all standing around the Pit watching the green liquid.

Marvel: “Geez it’s been a long while since I’ve seen a Lazarus pit.”

Red Robin: “You know what these are?”

Marvel: “Yeah, I had a friend who used them to stay young.”

Robin!Damian: “The only people who use them for that purpose of the League of Assassins.”

Marvel: “Oh? You know about the League of Assassins, Robin five?”

Robin!Damian: “Robin five…?” *looks him up and down before shaking his head* “I was apart of them.”

Marvel: “Wait, really?”

Robin!Damian: “Yes?”

Marvel: “Wow… Y’know, I haven’t heard that name in so long, and think I get to meet a real life member again. You’re sort of young, but I do remember Ra’s mentioning taking in orphans.”

Robin!Damian: “You say that like you knew my grandfather.”

Marvel: “Ra’s is your grandpa?” *looks him up and down* “I don’t really see the resemblance.”

Robin!Damian: “I’ve been told I look more like my father.”

*silence*

Nightwing: “Uh, Cheese? How do you know about the League of Assassins? Let alone Ra’s al Ghul. I would’ve thought something like this was a little too… gritty for you.”

Marvel: “What’s that mean?”

Red Hood: “He means you’re like a ball of sunshine, and that people like you don’t really associate with stuff like assassins. You normally fight mad scientists or witches or whatever.”

Marvel: “Uh… Red Hood? Your name is Red Hood right?”

Red Hood: *nods head*

Marvel: “I fight against monsters, mind control, and Nazis on an almost daily basis. This isn’t really above me.” *looks back to Nightwing* “Anyways, you asked how I knew him, right?”

Nightwing: *nods head*

Marvel: “Well, you see, a long time ago we used to be best buds!” *all smiley*

*another silence*

Nightwing: “What…?”

Red Robin: “You were best buds with the head of a- sorry, the organization of assassins.”

Marvel: “Yeah! Me and Ra’s go away back. Like thousands upon thousands of years back. I was actually apart of the original LoA if you think about it.

Robin!Damian: “So you and grandfather were comrades?”

Marvel: “Guess so. But we stopped talking ever since I died.”

Red Hood: “Huh…?”

Marvel: “I die, I revive as a new person, and then I remember who I was before, if that makes sense. That’s happened multiple times.” *trying to be as vague about the Champion of Magic stuff as possible*

Red Robin: “So you reincarnate?”

Marvel: “Something like that. It’s not really reincarnation because it’s not my soul that gets reincarnated, it’s mostly just my memories. I become a completely different person.” *looks to Damian* “That’s probably why when your grandpa and I met again, he was a little upset that I wasn’t the me he knew before.”

Robin!Damian: “You’ve both met again?”

Marvel: “We’ve met multiple times over the years. He’s still a little salty whenever he sees me, but I think it’s gone down a little bit.”

*silence*

Nightwing: “I’m still confused though! How do you just become besties with the Demon’s Head?”

Marvel: “Well, he wasn’t always the Demon’s Head, Robin one. He used to be a healer.”

Robin!Damian: “Grandfather was a healer?”

Marvel: “Yeah, he understood germ theory before literally anyone else. You know that right? He was a brilliant man, really. Anyways, when I was just a normal kid before I got my memories, we became friends. Then, when I got my powers and memories back, me and the tribe helped him take over the city.”

Red Hood: “What city?”

Marvel: “You know, the city. The one that Ra’s and his tribe took over after a king sentenced him to killing his own wife, even though the prince of that city actually killed wife.” *said all of that in one breath*

Robin!Damian: “I have a grandmother?”

Marvel: “Yup! I have no idea who your parent is though because when she died, I don’t recall them having any children.”

Red Robin: “I love how you’re dropping all of this lore like it’s nothing.”

Marvel: “Fun fact, after taking over the city, that’s when he started calling himself the Demon’s Head I think.”

Marvel continued to drop multiple lore bombs about Ra’s after that. Meanwhile, Ra’s is minding his own business somewhere else.

Ra’s al Ghul: *pauses whatever he was doing* “Something just happened…”

Omg this is hilarious!!! Someone please write this!!! Tag me!!!

Danny didn’t mean to be so shady.

He had been working hard on his duplicates and had recently gained the ability to morph his appearance.

So he decided to challenge himself to see how long he could run a small business only using him and his clones.

The plan was to, at most, seem to have a group of quirky employees.

Unfortunately, it seems he has accidentally left more of an impression of being a shell company for less than legal reasons.

Good news is that he had did all the legal legwork properly and was not breaking the law.

Bad news was that the bats were getting suspicious and were trying to catch him in some sort of act.

Oh well, this just means that the difficulty has ramped up!

Okay but the bat kid in question thinking they accidentally crowned their boyfriend?!!?!

And crowned them the prince of what ?!?!! Flowers!?!??

Cue guilt lol

Had my first idea for a dp x dc prompt!

Barely established relationship with a batkid of your choice. Like this is their third date, up to you if any reveals have happened yet. The date happens in a park, the batkid thinks they are being cute and makes a flower crown for Danny.

When it's attempted to be placed on his head, it floats above and catches fire. Danny is still human, hasn't gone ghost or anything but his kingly outfit materializes around him. Cape, armor, ring, aura/pressure the works.

It only lasts a split second because the flower crown was never meant to endure this kind of power. It explodes in a rain of shredded burnt flower bits and ectoplasm. High King Phantom's outfit fades from existence on the mortal plane along with the icy pressure. Perhaps it would have lasted longer if the mortal crown was made of sturdier stuff?

Jazz finds the heroes knowing or helping her and her family a complete conflict of interest and essentially bands them from meeting.

Serveral heroes getting anxiety because there is now a list of people they are not allowed to save!!?!???!

Danny seeing a hero and bolting!

Them confused: are you hurt? A villain? Scared?!? Why are you running away from me?!?

Danny: we aren’t supposed to meet ever!!! Get away!

Dp x DC prompt

Jazz takes a job as a therapist for the league.

Family Discussions-

Me finally sleeping after days of insomnia. My cute dog cuddling on top of me.

Alarm goes off.

The both of us: devisated and crying.

Anyway how’s your day going?

Constantine wasn’t upset no no of course not … he was fucking pissed!!!

How on earth was this his life now??? He grabbed as many totems and charms as he could. They were going to need as much luck as they could get their hands on.

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“Bloody fucking Hell this is by far the worst idea I have ever heard and I want absolutely no part of it!!!”

“John”

“Don’t you John me Z! This is obviously a bad idea!!!”

WonderWoman sighed, “We understand the risks but we are out of options.”

“Pppfff as if we wanted you here in the first place pal”

“Hal!”

“What it’s true if this spell? Summoning? Offering? What ever the hell it’s called didn’t require two magicians we would have just let Zatanna do it!”

“Stop it everyone we cannot be fighting amongst ourselves right now! We have to be ready for anything that happens and whoever decides to help us.” Superman crossed his arms. “Uh question, I get the whole dabbling in magical creatures equal bad but uhhh who or what are we doing exactly?” Wally said offhandedly to Robin(Dick)

“That’s just the thing … we don’t know this Circle is essentially an open invitation to anyone who can help us,” Zatanna sighed “Which means we have to be ready for the worst including whatever it is this creature may want in exchange.” “Oh yeah,” John huffed “Our first born, blood of a virgin, Superman’s soul totally nothing we need to worry about or take to mean We. should. Not. Do. this! !”

Batman ‘cleverly’ choose that moment to walk in, “Alright then start it up.”

Magic is always hard to describe; the colors, and motion like something out a fantasy but this ? This was inexplicable as the candles rose to the ceiling, smoke filled their eyes and the sound of, well -some kind- of animal shook their ears. Then as fast as it came it was gone, as they adjusted to the scene they saw who now occupied the middle of the circle.

Horns

“Bollocks it just had to be a devil.”

Black hair sloppily put into twin buns, held together by … twine???

Superman’s eyebrows creased in slight confusion.

Tan skin painted black in the pattern of an old broken glass on their arms.

Flash stilled next to his nephew.

A scar from a blade ran across one half of their face.

WonderWoman lowered her lasso.

Gold eyes.

Zatanna felt uncomfortable.

There in the circle stood what they would all guess to be a 12 maybe 14 year old???

Batman’s stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable.

“What the ….-“

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