ven (they/them), tealis on ao3

jason todd enthusiast, Nace girlie

[luluxa]

Jan gently pawing on Nace and asking to let him play. And playign really well cos he does it so much on Nace's bass. Nace singing 'tvoja' instead of 'moja' because his soul isn't searching anything anymore. Because his mornings smell like Jan 🥰

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[ravvenheart]

Attention everyone! A very important moment from today's concert in Cologne:

[ravvenheart]

Just finished AC Mirage and realized that Basim is a victim of twinkdeath.

At the beginning of Mirage, he's this sweet and adorable, very playful guy, very twink-shaped. He's basically a baby.

Then, in Bagdahd as a initiate, he grows a beard, gets strong etc. He's a twunk. Golden retriever, loves justice and kind of stupid (why do you tell Templar your full name????).

Finally, he travels to England after gaining a lot of live experience amd boom! My man is Daddy-shaped. Sexyass beard, long and dark hair, mentor status. Vengeance on his mind, triple crossing the vikings but looking very good at it.

My sister argues he's more like a Pokémon with three evolutions but I feel like twinkdeath is more fitting. Open for discussion.

[ravvenheart]

Literally crying because I can't go and see JO in Munich today because of the heavy snow in southern Germany. Would've traveled from the German Northern coast to Munich but all public transportation is fucked up and I am forced to stay at home. Wishing all of my fellow Munich girlies so much fun and a great concert, I hope I'll get to see them next year.

Also, please take care of yourself and each other, its cold as hell!

[ravvenheart]

Never thought I'd wake up to Joker Out Airline after getting completely shitfaced at a Volksfest last night. However I express my eternal thanks to whoever decided to put Nace Jordan in a suit because hot damn, that's better than any ibuprofen for my hangover.

[ravvenheart]

hello ppl of Tumblr I need some help really quick for the sparklative jance fic I am writing right now :))

This is mainly for Slovenian JO fans: what would be the closest female derivation of Jan? I did some research and found Jana and Jasna but I wasn't sure if it fits, so here I am asking. Are there any other common names for women that start with J and would fit Jan? And how would they be as nicknames (like Jan is janci, Kris is krisko etc)?

Help and suggestions are very much appreciated, I'm trying my best to finish the fic asap but i am either too tired to write or at work. We're currently at 3.2k words and the spicy hasn't even started yet, that's all I am gonna say👀👀

[ravvenheart]

fifi here, sparklative thong left a trace in my head (and since I’m occupied by other works, idk if I write it) so I’m leaving a prompt with a usage of those:

Roleplay in bed - SW and client, idk something along those lines. Feat SPARKLATIVE THONG. And maybe slight femininization (switching pronouns??? A bit of makeup)

A scene before - “lets try something new” talk with negotiation and boundaries, bc it’s good to talk abt trying something new

"Why this has been so has been sparkling?" jan asks, no one in particlar. In hindsight, the footage of him drunkenly wondering about this piece of fabric was slightly embarassing. With grammatical skills of the english language completely lost on him, Jure and Nace passed him after some time. The drummer chuckled along but ignored him ultimately but Nace, best boyfriend one could ever have, paid attention to him and listened to his ramblings. the battery of mark's battery conviently gave up, so he left for his bag inside, promising hed return in a moment.

"nacko, look at it, its so pretty"

The older nodded along and looked him up and down with dark eyes jan always got lost in. "Yeah, very pretty"

"But why so sparkla-, sparkly-, sparklative?" he rambled on, completely focsued on the thin fabric with deliacate lace and shining rhinestones.

Totally oblivious to the dark gaze his boyfriend is sending him, nace leaned in and whispered "Reds always been your color Janći. think youd look breathtaking"

Jans head whipped around at the words, trance abrubtly ending as he finally met naces mischevious eyes. something in his stomach fluttered as images flew around his head and his breath stopped for a second.

Lace across his pelvis, rhinestones framing his hips and fabric barely fitting his dick with the head peaking out to the side. Nace between his legs, kissing hickies onto his inner thighs and hands, gripping tight, leaving bruises on his hips. He felt himself shifting away from the hot breath on his sensetive skin but then again moving back, needing more, more stimulation, more touch, more nace. he was breathing hard as the bassists large, calloused hands caressed his sides and spread on his stomach. Goosebumps all over his body-

Jan felt the blush on his ears but the footsteps of marc made him return to the present because jesus christ, where did these thoughts come from? this was definetely neither the right time nor place to dive into this newly developed-, kink? Preference? interest? Well, whatever it was, nace chuckled meanly at jan, apparently fully aware of the crisis he started in the younger man. the bassist planted a short but hot kiss under his ear, making jan shiver and freed himself from his grip and turned back to walk back to the venue just as marc started filming again. quickly realizing he needed to get his act back to the "why is this so sparklative?", he rambled on again and yelled back at nace, though the older mans words reverberated in his mind. The vision even more.

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Guess who returned with a little treat!?

Dear fifi, you are so correct about the sparkative thong and there has been a vision in my head I cannot get rid of and I've been writing whenever I had time this week (in between working 40hrs and getting sick lol) and I am not even remotely finished but I really really wanted to share this with yall!

I'll try to get this done in the next few days, I think I am at 2k right now but I won't promise anything, because I never fulfill my promises anyway lol but I offer this as a little tasting, teasing you for what is about to come (and who!)

Excuse the typos, I haven't betad this yet and I'll be going on a trip to brugge tmr and I am very tired, I promise the finished version will be better!

[ravvenheart]

Anyway guess who's working 45 hrs this week💃💃sadly, I don't have any inspiration for Jance rn so feel free to send suggestions, prompts or ideas for fics! Fluff, spice and angst welcome in equal measure :))

(Reference: I'm tealis on Ao3 and I wrote "I bet there's more to it!" and "the way you bend, the way you break")

[ravvenheart]

Silly little drawings of the boys I made yesterday 🤭🤭

[ravvenheart]

People of tumblr, I've done the unthinkable, the people have spoken and I've finished the bottom!Nace fic!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Enjoy!

[ravvenheart]

thinking about writing a bottom!Nace fic cuz I saw ppl on here talking about it (and frankly, I love big guys being bottoms) but I am not sure with which ship. Normally, I'd go with Jance but I am not fully convinced so I wanted to start a poll!

Nace should bottom for...?

Jan

Kris

Bojan

Jure

Jere

Anyone else?

Voting ended onAug 9, 2023

[ravvenheart]

cw: ship Art!

Something I drew today for the final chapter of my fic "I bet there's more to it!" (https://archiveofourown.org/works/48190702) on Ao3. First time drawing on my tablet and first time posting my art online, so be kind pls :)

Lineart Version aswell because idk how brushes work and still have too figure that out! It's really messy because I got tired and annoyed, sorry!

[ravvenheart]

"I had to protect princess Zelda and help restoring Hyrule! I had to follow my duty!" Link's voice broke mid-sentence, full of frustration and desperation.

Link preferred to sign when talking wasn't a necassity and Sidon used to cherish every moment the Hylian felt comfortable enough to speak freely. It wasn't loud and boisterous, like a lot of other male Hylian talked but soft and gentle, tinged with a slight rasp caused by disuse. To Sidon, it was one of the most beautiful things he ever heard. He had loved how Link talked passionately about a new recipe he tried while gesticulating wildly, had loved how his face distorted into pleasure and his pants turned into high keens and whines, had loved all the sounds Link offered him - one way or another. He had been enchanted by the energy of this little blond Hylian who was so much more than he appeared to be. He was powerful and loyal, thoughtful and empathetic, kind and passionate. Sidon had memorized all of the scars that painted Links body, knew all their stories. He had watched in trance Link's swordfighting, hunting and climbing heights Zora could only dream of.

And the Zora prince of course told him such. And everytime, the Hylian tried to hide his blush and stutter. Oh, how Sidon had loved to pamper Link with poetry, gifts and trinkets and his praise.

But that was then. Time has passed ever since. Link had had his duties, Sidon had his. And with princess Zelda back, the Calamity defeated and Hyrule in a state of disarray, Link came fewer and fewer to Zoras Domain. Sidon's letters received fewer and fewer answers and maybe they didn't always reach Link - or maybe they did, Sidon didn't want to think of that - but somehow, somewhen, Sidon had to turn his focus on his home. With his father getting older each year and new challanges for the Domain arising every day, prince Sidon had to take responsibility and care for his kind.

Years have passed ever since Link and Sidon had seen each other. The Hylian gained more scars and first strand of gray hair here and there - stress, no doubt. He seemed different go when Sidon last saw him. Older, more focused and maybe more weary. Of course, with Princess Zelda back and order returning to Hyrule, Link had to re-take his position as the Princess' personal knight. And with such job, came a lot off pressure back. Expectations wore him down and somehow, the free-spirited adventurer and hero that Sidon had gotten to know, vanished.

But now, right in this moment, the kind man that had helped saving the Zora from Vah Ruta stood back in front of Sidon. Emotions clear on his face and voice cracking, the feelings Sidon had thought he had repressed and forgotten, reemerged. He wanted to hold Link, comfort him and hide away from the world.

Still- "So had I, Link. I had to do my duties as heir to the throne of the Zora and taking a fiancé was inevitable. We both knew that."

And the Hylian turned more into himself with his eyes downwards. Despite his strong voice, Sidon felt bitterness and hurt returning. He knew he was lying to himself. He knew he still loved Link. He too thought they could leave their duties, build a home far away from their responsibilities. But that was years ago. And Sidon was about to get married soon and be crowned. He couldn't let old feelings get in the way of his future. As much as his heart pained and screamed at him.

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hello hello you tiny little people in my phone. This is my second time ever posting on this app but tears of the kingdom is a really really good game and I had a lot of feelings about Sidon and Link.

(Imagine this being a late night conversation and they catch up on each others life with this big elephant of them dating after botw. Yona comes up in that conversation and feelings ensue and here you go. I was too lazy and uncreative to write that, sorry, but that mythe situation I had in mind)

Back in 2018 when I first played botw, I never understood the hype about Sidon but after replaying it recently in order to be prepared for totk, I really do now. Fell into a rabbit hole for this funky shark dude, whoopsie daisy.

Anyway, the whole thing with Yona makes me feel things and I wanted to write some angsty, painful Sidlink but with English not being my native tongue and having adhd, I know that probability of writing and finishing a good fic is very unlikely, I preset you this. I vomited this in maybe an hour and it's almost 4 am now and I gotta work later, yikes. Not beta read.

Idk if its good but I love validation from other people so tell me what you think!!

[ravvenheart]

Batman/Star Wars

They were peacekeepers, not warlords or detectives, for God's sake. They were Jedi and if someone were about to attack Senator Cobblepot, the Republic had enough resources to investigate themselves. It was not his job as a Jedi Knight, goddamn, Dick thought to himself as he set the ship down on Tattoine.

Of course, he'd never voice these thoughts to his Padawan, Damian, as his apprentice mediated lower in the ship. The young one had his own doubts about the mechanics of the Jedi and the Republic as his upbringing was more than unusual.

Dick always knew there was something in the air between his Master and Senator Talia al Ghul. He never liked her much and found himself elsewhere as he and Bruce were in her company but he never would have guessed that there would be a child set down on the Jedi Temple doorstep eight years later. His Master was always very thoughtful about the Jedi Code but a child?

Dick never found out how Bruce explained himself to the Council as he himself found himself on another planet, after he was knighted and had an unlucky fallout with his Master. However, the Council deemed him trustworthy enough and thrust the Force-sensitive child into his care as he returned.

Damian complained oftentimes about his Master, arguing he needed to be Bruce's Padawan or criticized privately the Jedi Code. Years have passed but Dick would not encourage it. His Padawan was certainly talented, a great swordsman and he was not to jeopardize his future.

Dick reached out to the Force and found Damians anticipation to set out on the planet. The Force appeared calm but next to Dicks tranquility and Damians was apprehension, there was something dark, brooding. Not gentle enough to be a Jedi, not dangerous enough to be a Sith - something in between. Something eerily familiar but Dick couldn't put it into words.

As he so often already done during the flight to Tattoine, he wondered how he had gotten into this situation. Apparently he was the only Jedi available to investigate the attampeted assassination om Senator Oswald Cobblepot. Frankly, he was a corrupt slug in the Senate and Dick would be lying if he didn't think it was deserved.

The shot was perfect - straight through the left eye but medical droids have been able to replace his eye and partly his brain - saving this his life.

Rumor on the downtown of Coruscant spoke of a bounty hunter targeting corrupt dirtbags in the Republic, working himself up the hierarchie. Originating from the Outer Rim and finally being noticed by the Senate, the Chancellor has requested the Jedi Council to bring that bounty hunter to court. Oddly enough, the mercenarys recognizable featute was a red helmet, giving him the name "Red Hood"

The Force churned as Jedi Knight Dick and Padawan Damian left the ship.

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Ta-Da! A Batman/Star Wars crossover ive been inspired to write after binging

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

By wonderful and talented heretoday898 (whose Tumblr I haven't found yet). Truly maginficant crossover, Jason being totally badass and smart and reading it has been a maginficant experience.

After finishing it earlier today, I've had this idea in my head and finally had time to write it down.

You see, Jason Todd's story could fit perfectly into the Star Wars universe with him being a Fallen/Grey Jedi. Hear me out:

-Bruce Wayne as a Jedi Knight meets freshly orphaned Dick Grayson, a forcesensitive child and presents him to the Council. He takes him as his Padawan.

-Dick turns into a Knight several years later and on a mission with his Master, they find Jason a child slave, orphaned, yet so powerful and in touch with the Force, it's concerning how the Council has not noticed him in the Force. Bruce considers taking him in as a Padawan aswell, Dick however disagrees. Both Jedi had a lot of arguments in the past and abozt immediately dislikes Jason.

I haven't thought this part through very much but Dick takes of with other Jedi Knights aka Titans to other planets and is not present during Jason's time as a Padawan.

-Jason is brilliant Padawan, thoughtful and caring, strong and considerate. After all the abuse and hurt he has experienced in his short life, he can dedicate his life to the Jedi Code and do good. He is close with Bruce, though his Master has concerns. Jason is very intense with his feelings and the Force seems a lot darkness when he expresses anger.

-Similar to Jason's original story, he finds out about Sheila, tracks her and falls victim to Sith Lord Joker. He dies. At least that's what everyone thinks. Similar to thh Arkham games, Jason gets manipulated and falls - he turns into a Sith apprentice, believing that the Council abandoned him.

-Bruce, heartbroken and hopeless, I thrust another force sensitive child upon. Tim Drake is the child of Senator Jack Drake and lived ever since his childhood with the Jedi Council. Jason being his role model and hero, he tries helping Bruce and getting him back on track. It works.

-Years later, the Jedi Council is attacked. Bombed and swarmed with separatistic droids. A cloaked figure with an imposing, dark Force presence tracks down Jedi Master Bruce and Padawan Drake. He battles them both, first incapacitating Bruce and afterwards beating Tim into a bloody pulp, not even killing him. Bruce can't do anything but watch how this brutal and heartless Sith Lord reveals himself as his former, sweet and caring Padawan.

-Bruce gets up and he and Jason fight. Jason eventually looses and Bruce cries before him. Telling him how much he loved his Padawan, how proud he was and how lost he felt after Sith Lord Joker taunted him with his death. He searched and searched and couldn't even find the body of his lost child. Jason realizes the Jokers manipulation and flees. Bruce lets him, his own feelings in disarray.

-Time passes, the Jedi Temple rebuild, Tim knighted and Bruce finding out he has a child with Senator Talia al Ghul. Dick takes him as his Padawan. In the meantime, corrupt senators are being targeted and Jedi Knight Dick and his Padawan are set out to invastigate. They follow the steps of a bounty hunter Red Hood and soon, Hood and Dick are fighting. While Hood fights at the beginning with his blasters, he finds himself forced to use is lightsaber as Dick holds his own to his throat. Dick recognizes the lightsaber, anguished and attacks even harder, believing Hood to be any kind of bounty hunter who obtained Jason's lightsaber on a black market.

-Dick slashes through the helmet and halts apruptly, recognizing the turquoise eyes, tinted with yellow flecks. As whisper "Little Wing..?" All tensions flee from Hood, he sighs and takes his helmet off.

-Dick has never been close to Bruce's new Padawan but even he could recognize his talent and his gentle nature. He hated Bruce, not the boy. He hadn't known Jason was still alive, after all he was not present at the Jedi Temple's aftack. And now, an older face, marred with horrible scars looked back at him, tired but still fierce. The Force felt balanced around his little wing, neither Jedi nor Sith. No, he was not balanced, still chaotic and deeply troubled but he was on a thin rope between light and dark.

-Jason has been trying to leave his past behind him, not feeling worthy to return to the Council after all the things he had done, alle the pain he had caused. He fled to the Outer Rim and started as a bounty hunter to ensure his living. Killing corrupt senators was never planned but it was something he wanted to do ever since his time as Bruce's Padawan. These people in power caused tragedy over so many planets and flourished in they decadence on wealthy planets like Coruscant. With Roy Harper, failed Padawan of Master Oliver Queen and Koriand'r enslaved princess of Tamaraen, he made his own way through the galaxy.

Anyway, this is all up to this point. This idea has been on my mind through out the day and while I don't think i have the abilities to write such universe, I wanted to put this concept into the world. I might write some oneshots of some scenes but I wouldn't get my hopes up.

As you might have noticed, English is not my mother tongue, another reason why I'd never write this crossover the way I'd like to, which is why I apologize for any mistakes and typos.

However, if you feel inspired by this idea and want draw it to write it down, go ahead! I'd love to see someone visualize this because I think there's a lot of potential here. Tag me if you like and feel free to add your own thoughts!

[yvtro]

these panels make me feel like someone scooped some of my heart with an ice cream disher

[ravvenheart]

now imagine an older jason - as tall as Bruce, absolute tank of a man - curling up and making himself as small as possible whenever he's having a really bad time because this is how he hid from Willis and in street alleys. he does that subconsciously, trying to be as unnoticeable as he can but he simply can't because of his sheer size. in moments like these, he hates how much he has grown because he doesn't feel safe when he can't fit under tables or in closets.

I know this is somehow canon (wfa and batman eternal comics) but you know, jason todd angst is always great and I have a lot of thoughts about him :)