Could you do the ship meme for Helena and Dinah? (DCEU)
(So . . . to be honest, I did two per the last request because I had the time and thought a friend could use it. I’ll do both Helena and Dinah in this case because they could use more content but I’m sorry for causing some confusion!
Also, just a heads up, but there’s angst at some point here. You’ll know where. (Warning: Character death)
Who the fuck put the Peeps in the microwave?:
Neither! You don’t like Peeps and even though some of Helena’s eating habits could be questionable, it never went as far as to willingly ingesting Peeps.
Who forgot to put the cat outside before sex?:
You nearly do, but Helena’s so observant that the furball never gets a chance to be forgotten in the bedroom. You’re beyond thankful because you don’t think you could stand the judgemental eyes of Bella Bell.
Who posts Vines/TikToks of the other doing embarrassing shit?:
Neither: Helena doesn’t really get those types of mini video sites enough to actually download them, and even though you know some strings were pulled to keep her safe, you don’t want to risk putting your girlfriend in danger, considering she’s still the figure once known as . . . The Crossbow Killer.
. . . Group texts on the other hand? That’s free game. Given how explosive Helena can be, you have to sneak your recordings of her getting a little too caught up in singing ABBA while in the supposed secrecy of the bedroom. And given that you knew she could whoop your ass (wouldn’t, but could), you had to keep the videos between yourself, Renee, and Dinah under the allegiance that you would speak no word of any of the footage shared -- lest Helena cut all you bitches.
Doesn’t stop Dinah from fucking toeing that goddamn line by playing ABBA whenever Helena gets into the car, though.
Who breaks the most phones?:
Helena: She’s heavy-handed, a very rough-fighter, and she’s always doing flips and shit. And that was before taking into account the fact that people are always trying to hit or shoot at her. You love her, but God help her, her phones did not. You could count on one hand how many times Helena would go silent on a patrol before texting you using Renee or Dinah’s phones to tell you that she either lost her phone in an alleyway or it just straight up took a bullet for her.
And yeah, counting something on one hand isn’t usually seen as so bad but the fact that it made it passed twice is pretty remarkable. Why she just doesn’t leave her phone in the car like Renee and Dinah do, or why she just doesn’t have a compartment put on her motorbike, you will never know.
Who dies first?:
You were furious.
Helena might’ve made you frustrated so many times but this, by far, was the worst thing she had ever done to you. And somehow, it just kept getting worse.
It was worse because you knew it was dumb to be angry with her: Nobody means to die on a mission, no matter how prepared in theory they might be for it. After all, Helena was trained by assassins -- she’d spent her entire damn life learning how to kill without getting killed.
And now what, it meant nothing?
It was worse because you thought you knew what you were getting into when you got with her: Helena was ridiculously upfront with you about what she did, and didn’t do any type of pussyfooting routine when it came to the fact that death was simply a part of the job -- her own included. But you were both young and dumb: Nobody dies young and dumb, right?
It was worse because for a split second, you wondered how Dinah and Renee got out just worse for wear but otherwise alive. How could you think such horrible things about your friends? You didn’t deserve their consoling rubs, their whispers that it was okay, they didn’t take your anger personally, that you “needed to let it out”, that it was really okay.
And it was worse because when you forced yourself to shuffle into the library to hear the reading of the will (the fact that Helena even had a will in the first place made it worse on top of worse), you learned that your girl really had more in order than you’d thought:
She had given you everything. The house, her inheritance, most of her worldly possessions (most, because some she wanted to have donated to the museum or to her partners-in-fighting-crime).
You would never have to want for anything.
You didn’t hear the spine-rippling sob that escaped you, and you barely tasted the bitter bile that flooded your mouth as you clutched your head and bend over into your knees in your chair.
Helena had made sure that even without her, you would be taken care of. You would be safe. And the fact that she thought that that would be enough without her left you infuriated.
Which one I could see as being lactose intolerant:
I feel like Helena has a bit of a tender tummy despite certain eating habits that might say otherwise. She probably grew up chugging milk because she wanted bones strong enough to punch a man’s skull in but at some point in her teens, things changed. She still probably tries to consume dairy often because she hates the lactaid-free products’ tastes, but eventually comes to a compromise: She can have dairy on days off, when she knows she won’t have anything to do or anywhere to go.
Otherwise, no lactose: She can’t have a repeat of that time she ate a cheeseburger before going to kick some ass and wound up trying to treat her own ass. In a fucking port-o-john. At a construction site.
Who thinks they can do something really well but they can’t?:
Helena thinks she’s good at looking cool. And in fairness, she can be. Just . . . not when she’s trying. She’s awkward like that.
Who is more likely to get kicked out of bed?:
In the beginning of your relationship, you often would literally get kicked out of the bed because Helena was a very active sleeper, her fights reappearing in her dreams as if to provide her a do-over. At best, you’d get a sudden foot-jab in the gallbladder, and at worst you would nearly get a black eye from her flailing hand flapping everywhere.
Thankfully, though, time has created space for major improvements. While Helena still has dreams where she might wriggle or talk in her sleep, she spends most of the night wrapped around you like a lanky koala to a tree. As a result, you can’t get kicked out of bed. Or leave the bed to get a glass of water. Or pee.
Who uses the computer the most?:
You do. Don’t get it wrong, Helena likes technology, but she did have to have limitations on it growing up. As a result, while she does like using her phone to watch videos or send texts, she’s more into reading physical books than anything. That is, when she’s not occupying her time training.
Thanks for participating and thank you for your patience!
