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thealtoduck · 3 months

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Eye for an Eye

Tim Drake x Riddler Sidekick!Male Reader

Batfamily x Riddler Sidekick!Male Reader (kinda..)

Warnings: Superhero stuff

Riddler Sidekick!Male Reader: Masterlist

Summary: You get another visit in Arkham…

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The door to your cell was thrown open revealing one of the Arkham guards. You threw an annoyed glance towards him. ”What?” you questioned. ”You have another visitor” the guard said making you confused. ”It’s past visiting hours” you stated but the guard came up towards you and cuffed your hands anyway.

He then led you out of your room and through the hallways of Arkham but he didn’t lead you to the visiting rooms, he led you out of the inmate section and towards the staff section of the Asylum.

You however didn’t question it as you were curious to see where he would lead you. Then he stopped you outside the warden’s office belonging too ”Jeremiah Arkham”. The guard knocked and there came a muted ”Come in” from the inside.

The warden was sitting at his desk but he wasn’t alone, Batman and the Red Hood were also waiting for your arrival. Where was Tim? Had they not managed to save him. ”Welcome Clue, have a seat?” the Warden Arkham said. You did as told. ”You’ve already met our guests, Batman and the Red Hood” the Warden stated.

”I brought you here because they are in need of help as Riddler seems to have taken a hostage” he explained. ”I already helped them they were here this morning” you said. Batman then spoke up ”The Riddler wasn’t where you thought he’d be we need you to help us track him down”.

”I can’t do that from here” you stated. ”We know, we’re bringing you with us” Batman explained. You turned to the Warden and asked curiously ”Really? You agreed to it?”. ”Of course, we need to do whatever we can to rescue that poor hostage” the Warden said.

”And… what do i get for my help?” you questioned. ”Clue, i will personally look to have your sentence shortened” the Warden offered. You nodded and said ”Alright, i’m in” with a satisfied smirk.

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You, Batman and the Red Hood made your way out of the Asylum. Your hands were still cuffed to make sure you wouldn’t try anything. The two vigilantes led you to the Batmobile. They opened the door to the back seat for you.

You sat down in it and looked around the inside of the infamous Batmobile. As the other two entered you found yourself saying ”This isn’t as cool as i thought it’d be”. ”What were you expecting?” Red Hood questioned already annoyed by your presence.

”I don’t know, something just something more exciting…” you told them, they didn’t respond. The three of you sat in silence as Batman started driving, leaving Arkham behind. ”So what’s the plan? Where do we start?”.

Bruce let out a sigh and said ”We did manage to find Riddler or at least a message from him, he demanded you in exhange for Tim or else he’d kill him”. ”So you- YOU lied to the warden, you didn’t need my help, you needed me for a trade” you realised.

Their silence told you that you were right. ”Damn Bats, freeing a criminal, what would the comissioner say?” you teased. The Batmobile eventually stopped outside a telephone booth. Batman and Red Hood got out, Red Hood opened the door for you and you got out.

”What are we doing here? Eddie dosen’t have a lair here” you questioned. ”We know, you’re giving him a call” Batman said pointing at the phone booth. ”He wanted to make sure we actually got you out before he revealed the location” Batman explained and handed you 50 cents and a note with a phone number written down on it.

You entered the phone booth, Red Hood squeezed himself in behind you, creating an uncomfortable closeness. You gave him a wondering look and he said ”Just so you and Riddler won’t plan anything”. You rolled your eyes and stated ”You’re lucky i won’t punch you, i didn’t even let him Tim stand this close to me and we were dating”.

You fed the 50 cents in to the payphone and tapped the number on the buttons, you held the headset to your ear as it dialed. Soon enough someone picked up. ”Batman! Is that you?” Eddie questioned. ”Wrong” you told him. ”Clue!” he exclaimed excitedly.

”I take it Batman got my message, tell him this riddle for to find my location ”I stand tall in the water surrounded by boats of all sizes, what am i?” Eddie said giddily, you rolled your eyes at the Riddle and said ”Come on Eddie, that’s the best one you can come up with, see you at the docks”.

”No you little- Batman was supposed to figure it out, don’t make me regret-” Eddie tantrumed as you hung up the phone. You and Red Hood exited the phonebooth, you turned to Batman and said ”He’s at the docks”.

The three of you got in to the Batmobile and Batman started speeding towards the docks.

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You found Tim and Riddler waiting for the three of you at the docks. Tim’s body was battered as he was tied to a chair, a bomb strapped to the chair as well. Eddie stood a couple of feet away at the edge of the dock holding the detonator to the bomb, behind him in the water was a speedboat captained by Query and Echo, waiting for the two of you to be able to make a quick getaway.

”Welcome” Eddie said loudly. ”Thank you, Batman and Red Hood for reuniting me with my dear Clue” he tanked them mockingly. ”So here’s how this is gonna play out, Clue is gonna come over to me, we’ll boat away and leave you to rescue Robin, okay?” Eddie demanded madly.

Batman answered with a ”Alright”. Red Hood gave you a little push and you walked forward. You came closer towards the middle where Tim was sat, seeing him like this hurt. You knew you were meant to walk past him and join the Riddler in freedom but you still cared about Tim no matter everything that had happened between you.

You stopped in front of him and got down on your knees, Tim looked at you with a small smile. ”Uhm, what’s happening?! Clue, what are you doing?!” Eddie questioned confused but you ignored him. ”Are you okay?” you asked Tim brushing some hair out of his slightly bruised and dirtied face.

”I’ve been better” he answered humorously. ”Y/n, i’m sorry, i should’ve listened to you when i found Riddler’s plans instead of accusing you” Tim apologised. You cupped his cheeks and placed a kiss on his lips.

”It’s in the past” you uttered to him and remembered something. ”Hey, you know we never got to see that movie after the night at the motel, maybe we could see that together?” you suggested making Tim chuckle and say ”It’s a date”.

You gave Tim another kiss and stood up. ”Gotta go, my boat is waiting, don’t blow up while i’m gone” you said and walked to the Riddler. ”You’ve got some explaining to do” Eddie stated suspiciously from what he had just witnessed.

”Shut up Eddie” you muttered. ”Oh, that’s nice, i rescue you from Arkham and all i get is attitude, not even a thanks!” he ranted as the two of you climbed on board the boat and sat down behind Query and Echo. The boat then sped off, you spared Tim, Batman and Red Hood a glance as they faded in to the distance.

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igotanidea · 1 year

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Cheshire cat: Jason Todd x fem!reader

It was bad.

It was really, really bad.

She was shaking, the whole world was spinning, her head was killing her and she had that clenching feeling in her heart telling her that something happened.

Jason Red Hood was on the undercover operation and she hadn’t seen him for almost three weeks and it was killing her. Quite literally. On the first week she fell sick, on the second twisted her ankle during training with Tim and on the third headaches and nausea started.

Of course, Dick and Tim were making sure she was doing fine. Even Damian took some interest in her well-being. Alfred was constantly checking up if she was all right and everyone were trying to convince her to move to the manor for some time, but even Bruce could not convince her to actually do it. She only felt at ease in her own apartment. In the Wayne household she would constantly stumble upon Jason’s stuff, his books and his old clothes and would spend the entire time in his old room which will only amplify the pain and fear for her. Besides, she had been through it once, when he was killed by Joker, and doing it again would definitely brake her. So she refused, staying in her own house, only meeting boys for patrols, when it was needed.

Y/N was a long-time friend of the family. Her father was one of Bruce’s most trusted RD employee, the very first to learn Wayne was actually Batman. Sad thing that this knowledge got him killed and the man left a daughter alone in the world. So, being chased by some slight guilt Bruce took her in, soon after he adopted Dick. So at the point, instead of one sidekick he had two. Robin was mostly the second line of attack, but Y/N, who took vigilante’s name Cheshire was supposed to be the distraction. For some reason she was extremely good with playing with people’s mind and the silent words she used to make them confused and turn them into a bunch of sheep, lost in the dark was kind of her thing. Sure, she was capable of kicking asses but observing criminals losing their shit just because of well-chosen words was far more entertaining. She truly was like a Cheshire car in Alice in Wonderland, from whom the girl took the name.

And from the first time she was on patrol with Dick and Bruce the things started accelerating.

After a few years, Dick left, Jason came in and became Robin.

And then, despite clear potential for being more than friends with Y/N he was killed by Joker, leaving the only thing happening between them in the form of awkward flirting.

And then Tim came in. And Damian.

And then Jason came back to life. Only he was not the same.

She was the first person he showed himself to, not able to stay away. She was his anchor and he wanted her back, now truly ready to be more than friends. And he was willing to fight for her, to go through the desert, climb through the highest mountains, crawl the jungle and to do any crazy shit just to prove to her what she meant to him. Luckily, she let him in without such extreme display of affection, however making him work for it. She trusted him, even if his new alter ego, Red Hood was probably a bit too violent and angry, Y/N knew the motives behind that. And many, many times she had to remind him, she was in relationship with Jason Todd, not Red Hood when it was hard for him to differentiate and literally drop the mask when he was with her. She knew it and never complained, because she loved him too. Sometimes, being with him was like living hell, but most of the times it was … peace. Knowing that no matter what will happen he was there, ready to protect, hold and love her. And she reciprocated it all. Just being there with her in their own bubble built in the shithole Gotham was. She would never complain or ask him to stop his action, after all she was a vigilante herself so it was easier to understand.

But still, when he was gone for some business and she could not come the fear crept in. No message, text or anything for three weeks. That was the standard procedure to keep her safe (Jason’s words, not hers). But there was also one more rule. If a month came without any sign of being alive she was allowed to start one-person search party, without involving any of his brothers. She only had to go through one more freaking week.

***

Y/N knew the location of most of his safe houses, so when 4 extremely long weeks passed she dressed up in her Cheshire gear and started her solo mission. Much to her annoyance and unease he was nowhere. Even his best friend Roy, who she never get to meet before was not in any of the places. So there were two options: she could sleep in the place she found herself in at the moment and reopen the search next night or risk losing consciousness on the street due to tiredness. The choice was obvious and she just slumped onto the bed, drifting off instantly, still in her gear.

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“What the fuck are you doing here?!” a strong hand clasped around her wrist lifting her from the bed. The man who was brave enough to do it was taller than Y/N so her feet just dangled in the air for a second. “Are you trying to burn this place!?”

“Let. Go. Of. Me” she wriggled desperately kicking her legs and finally kicking the man in the groin.

“You little rascal! I’m gonna get you and ….” He reached for her again but she jumped away and crashed into someone else’s strong chest, immediately feeling a pair of arms encapsulating her and familiar scent became palpable.

“What the fuck Roy! What the hell were you doing?!” Jason held Y/N closer to his chest, shocked by his best friend behavior.

“She broke in! She put us at risk, Red! She should be…..”

“SHUT UP! Just shut up! So it happens, she is allowed to come here any time she wants. Unlike you, she can keep quiet.”

“Fuck, Jace. You are holding her like you know who….. oh…..” his eyes widened in realization “so, she’s the she.”

“Yes, Roy. She’s the she. It’s a shame you two met like this, truly.”

“Wait.” Y/N let go of Jace for a second and turned around to face the other guy. “You’re the Roy? The Arsenal?”

“I am.” He mumbled a bit embarrassed now “Sorry about that. I can be a bit…. Extreme when it comes to safety.”

“I can tell who taught you that” she smirked her gaze landing on Jace, who just shrugged. “Oliver send his regards, then. You know, despite everything you could let him know you are alive. Oh, and you should work on your grip, your hands got a bit sweaty when you were holding me making it so much easier to just slip away. Maybe some new gloves would help with that.”

“I see why you fell for her, Red. She’s a fast talker.”

“What were you expecting?” Jason smirked “She’s the Cheshire after all.”

“The real name’s Y/N. It’s only fair I tell you mine if I know yours.”

“Ok, if you two are done with your pleasantries, get the hell out Roy. I’d like to have some alone time with my girl.”

“For god’s sake just keep it quiet, will you? the walls are thin and I’m not a fan of hearing anything from what you two are going to do…..”

“GET OUT!” Jason yelled and seeing him shaking in rage Roy was quick to leave the room, moving to the bathroom.

“Y/N….” only now Jace took of his domino mask and his alerted gaze met hers

“Hi, Jay.” She whispered softly and just the sound of her voice made him relax “It’s good to see you.”

“It’s been four weeks, hasn’t it?” he sighed deeply and cupped her cheek caressing her skin with the thumb making her lean into the touch instantly.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m so fucking sorry. I guess I lost track of time.”

‘I can see” she chucked pointing towards the pile of bottles in the corner of the room “bet it was quite a party here.”

“It’s not like that…..”

“Hey, relax, I’m joking. A bit.”

“Were you worried a lot?”

“Me? Worried?” she scoffed “Nope. Never.”

“Really?” she could be denying but he noticed her pale skin, bags under her eyes and how she was now shaking in the attempt to keep herself all together. He put her through it. What was worse, there was a eschar on her hairline, clear sign she was back at her poor habit of head scratching during stress. Extreme head scratching. Normally, he made sure she wasn’t hurting herself but for the last weeks he couldn’t and it was showing.

“Absolutely.”

“Then why are you here? You were clearly looking for me?”

“Sure. To kick your ass. Wait, did you think I was going to fall into your arms like a freaking Disney princess?”

“You got your name from Alice in Wonderland, so Disney it is.” He shrugged and she smacked his head playfully “but you act more like Rapunzel.” He grabbed her waist and pulled her into his chest delighting in her warmth, feeling her tensed shoulders and back relax a bit under his touch. “You’re only missing the pan.”

“I don’t need one” she muttered “I can still beat you with my bare hands” said hands were currently sneaking around his back.

“Sure you can, sweetie, sure you can. But definitely not now. You need rest. And so do I.”

“Jason.” she pulled away and looked into his eyes “are you ok? Seriously? Any injuries, bruises, broken bones?”

“Oh, you are worried….” He cooed grinning

“Once again, never. I’m only trying to assess the scope of damage I can cause you myself without breaking you.”

“there’s only one thing you can do to really break me.” He whispered leaning his forehead on hers

“and that being….?”

“breaking my heart. That’s one thing I don’t think I could recover from. “

“That’s one thing I’m not planning on doing.”

“Good.” He leaned forward and pressed his chapped lips onto hers. Just this second he realized how much he missed her. The way she always melted into him, locked her soft hands on his neck and let him kiss her. Never pushing away, not even when he was literally taking her breath away. “Needy, huh?” he smirked

“Shut up. It seems so me like you are far more excited to see me than the other way round. I can feel what’s going down there, you know.”

“Should I check your……?”

“Shut up!” she turned red instantly and tried to wriggle out of his embrace, but he did not let her.

“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean anything wrong. And you are right. I did miss you, all right? You can’t hold that against me….”

“I don’t Jace, I don’t.” she pecked his lips quickly “I know it’s hard for both of us.”

“But it’s worth it, right?” his voice was now unsure, all the vulnerability and fear that one day she will just leave him to live easier life creeping in “you won’t …..?”

“Of course I won’t. Come on, Jace. I love you, you know that. And you know too much about me and my alter ego to just let you walk away from me freely.”

“I love you too, you little pussycat.”

“Stop calling me that! God, Jace. Roy is next door! This is inappropriate….”

“What? You don’t want him to think you are turning into puddle because of me? That the famous Cheshire is not as tough as it seems?”

“I have my ways to compromise your Red Hood notoriety as well, honey” she stepped on her toes, hands moving up his chest painfully slowly and she whispered in his ear “I bought something new lately and so it happens I got it all underneath that skintight suit” he groaned and much to her delight tightened the grip on her hips “such a shame you will have to behave.”

“Y/N…..” he growled warningly

“Besides, now that I know you are safe I think I’m going to head home……”

“Forget it, you are not going anywhere and…..”

“Is it safe to enter? Are you two done now or do I have to keep my eyes covered?” obviously Roy chose this moment to interrupt them

“She’s staying the night.” Jason stated simply

‘Oh, Lord, why? I’m being tested right now.”

“You do realize what that means, don’t you?”

“That I’m about to be a witness to a show?”

“That you are taking the couch, you idiot!”

“Come on, that is unfair. She’s the guest and ……”

“Roy.”

“I hate you Todd. I really, really hate you. Do not expect me to cover your back again when we are patrolling.”

“I’m not worried about that. I’m pretty sure if I got deadly hurt, Y/N would find me, bring me back to life and then kill me for dying. Isn’t that right, love?”

‘Sure it is, Red. Sure it is.”

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klbwriting · 3 months

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The Jason Todd Anomaly

Chapter 17 - You're Not One Of Us

Fandom: Red Hood

Pairing: Jason Toddxfemale!Reader

Warnings: violence

Summary: the Talons attack and things get messy

“You met Bruce because you tried to steal the Batmobile?” YN asked after finally hearing the story about Jason was recruited into the Batfamily. Jason chuckled and nodded, brushing some of the stray hairs that fell into her face. “I can’t tell if you were a dumb child or the smartest child.”

“The smartest definitely,” he said. “Still am.”

“A child, yes you are,” she shot back, laying her head back on his chest, looking up at him. Jason made a playfully annoyed face before kissing her head. “You know back when we met, before we were getting all cuddly, I never realized that you would ever actually be this cuddly.” He shrugged.

“Wasn’t hugged enough as a child so now I have to make up for it,” he said, the joke some flippant remark, something to hopefully not have her realize how true it probably was. YN looked at him and shook her head. She knew that he meant it, he was trying to joke about it, but he was affection starved and honestly, she didn’t mind giving it to him. She was about to move in, kiss him again, when his ‘work’ phone chimed. He sat up, pulling her to sit with him, checking the message. It was early evening, no one should be out patrolling yet. The message was from Dick.

Hey, we’re heading out early, getting reports of Talon attacks, where are you?

We’re coming back now, can help from my place on comms, he answered. He couldn’t go out, the Owls would knock him back down to grunt status if he helped his brothers out in the field, but he knew the penthouse wasn’t bugged, he had it checked daily. And YN couldn’t help, the Owls would kill her, and the very thought made Jason’s chest tighten.

“Talons are attacking around Gotham, they’re going out to patrol,” he said. YN was on her feet and packing up immediately. Jason joined her, glad he didn’t have to say anything or justify ending their date early. She climbed on the bike and nodded for him to get on behind her. He had been teaching her how to drive the bike and this would be great practice. They took off back to Gotham.

The cameras Jason set up showed the still criminal controlled parts of Gotham under attack. He and YN were dressed to go out just in case they needed to save some civilians, but at the moment the Robins were handling everything well. Alfred was with them, keeping track of the police radio so he could report if anything happened in safe territories. YN was pacing the room. Jason knew she wanted to help and she didn’t care what the Owls said they would do. She had spent too many years watching things happen, then she had been helping, and now that something terrible was happening she felt sidelined.

“I’ll just go help, I’ll avoid the others,” she said, watching the screens to see where the others were. Jason shook his head.

“They will kill you,” he said flatly. She growled a little. Dammit, she was getting angry and he didn’t have time to think about her feelings when all of this was happening. He didn’t like sitting on the side either. She was almost calmed down when Tim was sliced in the calf by a Talon. He fell and then got back up, but he was slower, they could kill him. Jason alerted the others but they were all fighting.

“I’m going to help Tim,” YN said, already perched at the window to grapple to the next roof.

“No, he can fight out of it, stay here,” he said. She shook her head.

“No Jason, I’m going to help him. I can’t stand by this, let them kill me, I won’t let Tim get hurt. Alfred, be ready, I’ll bring him back here for you to patch up,” she said, taking off out the window. Jason yelled after her, but she just kept going.

She was able to find Tim and jumped in to stop one of the Talons from sneaking up on him as another attacked his front. He glanced back.

“What are you doing? The Owls are probably watching,” he said. She could hear the pain in his voice as he took down the Talon he was fighting. She shot the other one and they both meleed the third into submission.

“I will be fine,” she said. She grabbed onto him to help him out of there when she heard high heels on the rooftop. They turned to see one of the Owls approaching, mask firmly in place.

“You were warned Ms YLN, what are you doing here?” the Owl asked. YN heard someone else land behind her and glanced over, seeing Damian.

“Take him back to Alfred, I’ll be fine,” she said. Damian hesitated, not wanting to leave her there alone. She grunted annoyed. “Dammit, take him before he bleeds to death.” Damian nodded and they were soon heading back to the penthouse. “Now, what were you saying?”

“In order for you to stay alive you were to stay away from the Robins and from impeding our business. It seems you don’t like living,” the Owl continued. YN heard it before she saw it, which is why she was lucky that the Robins had helped her hone some defensive skills. The knife came towards her face, she sensed where from so she deflected it with her armored arm. Having a rich boyfriend did held you in the armor department.

“Going to have to do better than that,” she said, ready to punch the Owl in the face. Then she noticed the red dot on her chest, moving slowly towards her head. Wouldn’t kill her, hopefully, but would hurt like a bitch. Then someone was in front of her. Jason stood, holding his arms out.

“Don’t you dare or I’m going to start taking more territory from you,” he said, helmet voice modulator making him sound frightening. The Owl held up a hand and the unseen shooter pointed the barrel towards the ground, red dot a few feet from them.

“She broke the rules Mr Todd,” the Owl said. YN could feel how tense and angry he was. Well, she was angry too and she wanted blood.

“She saw a friend in trouble and did what we all have been trained to do, help,” he said. “She won’t do it again.” Alright, she had been angry, now she was enraged. He was going to roll over and play this game? Why? Because they were going to shoot her? She wouldn’t die. And he was going to talk about her like she was a child making a fuss? She turned, throwing a smoke bomb and grappling away, leaving Jason to deal with that bullshit.

“You best make sure she doesn’t do that again Mr Todd. You may think those helmets make you invincible, but I assure you, those bullets will kill you,” the Owl said. “Your presence is requested tomorrow evening, at the hotel, our leader would like to speak with you about our project.” She turned and left, heels still clicking as she descended into the building. Jason growled and headed back to the penthouse. He hated being ordered around like a dog.

Tim was getting fixed up in the main room while YN was changing out of her armor. She had gotten her leather jacket back one, a gift from Jason, ready to head out again just to see if she could get information from GCPD about these attacks, when Jason came back in the window. He took off his helmet and threw it on the bed, moving to her, pointing at her.

“Don’t you ever do that again!” he said, voice gravely. YN looked behind her for a moment because he could not be talking to her like that. “Don’t be funny, they would have killed you!”

“Watch your tone with me Jason, I’m not too pleased with you either right now. I’m not a child you can order around.”

“You might as well be with how you acted tonight.”

“Tim could have been killed!”

“And so could you!”

“So my life is worth more than his?”

“No, he would have been fine, he knows how to get out of situations like that. He’s been worse injured before and gotten to safety when the job was done. You on the other hand haven’t. You don’t know how to handle these situations, you are still sloppy, you can’t hold you own which is why you don’t go without me watching you. You can’t be trusted to handle yourself out there.”

“I am capable of doing anything you all do. I am just like you!”

“YOU ARE NOT ONE OF US!” he finally shouted. YN knew this argument was loud, knew that everyone in the main room could hear them but she didn’t care. How could he say these things to her? She had been training with him, doing better every day and he still didn’t trust her? She wasn’t one of them? She nodded slowly and turned, taking off the jacket and throwing it at him before she headed down to the main room. No one would look at her.

That was when she realized Jason was right. She wasn’t one of them. None of them thought she was part of the family. She had thought she was finding a new family after being without one for so long, but she had just been fooling herself. They all just tolerated her because Jason loved her. Or maybe he didn’t. He never said he did and after what he said in the loft, maybe she was just another little soldier to him, being trained, but not doing as well as she should have been. Fine. She grabbed her old jacket and the go bag she had by the door and left. She walked past the bikes that lined the garage, she would rather walk than him think she wanted anything to do with him or the others right now. She would walk…somewhere. She had no where to go but she would find a place to spend the night and figure out the rest in the morning.

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bullet-prooflove · 1 month

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Clean: Trey Cahill x Reader

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Trey used to traffic drugs. His dealer used to give him ten grand to transport a few bricks of coke over the border into Arizona under the guise of delivering one of the classic cars he’d been restoring to a buyer.

It was usually a five hour trip to the stash house. He’d drop off the merchandise, take his cut and then get high in a shitty roadside motel. He’d stay there for days until he was right again to drive the five hours back to Vegas.

He doesn’t do that crap anymore, he hasn’t since Folsom got him into rehab two years ago. That’s when he got serious about restoration, started turning a profit on the garage, building a client base. He may not ask where all of his spare parts come from for the sake of plausible deniability but the heavy stuff, he’s out of it.

If he gets caught it’s not just his life he fucks up, it’s yours too. You’re already getting shit for dating a former criminal, you will never admit it to him but Folsom had filled Trey in after the scuffle with the defence attorney. That stuff, it reflects badly on you, it puts you under scrutiny.

He’s kept his nose clean since then. He’s stopped going to the bars with all the shady shit going on, lost contact with the people who could suck him back into that life, tossed his burner phones. He’s gone completely legit.

He has his head tucked under the bonnet of a 1969 Chevy Corvette when Killian turns up at the garage. There’s a problem with the starter, he’s still trying to figure it out when he hears someone clearing their throat behind him. He knows it’s Killian, even before he glances over his shoulder. He’s been trying to get a hold of him for days now, putting the word out through the people they used to have in common for Trey to get in touch because he needs the cars to move product.

“You’ve been ignoring my calls.” Killian says as Trey straightens up and turns to face him.

He’s leaning against the hood of a Stingray Trey’s been tuning up, his hands are tucked into the pockets of his black leather jacket. He looks more haggard than the last time Trey saw him. Dipping into his own supply, Trey thinks.

“That’s not my life anymore.” Trey tells him as he picks up the rag from his work bench and uses it to clean the grease from his hands. “I thought you would have got the message when I stopped buying drugs from you.”

“Hm.” Killian says as he holds up a baggie of coke between two fingers. “So I assume you don’t want this.”

This is how it starts, he remembers. A freebie, a little fun, before he knows it he’s five grand in the hole, doing ‘jobs’ to pay off his debt.

“Do you think I’m really that weak?” Trey laughs, crossing his arms over his chest trying to ignore the twitch in his fingers. “That I’m going to jump back into bed with you because you offer me a bump.”

“I think if I leave this here.” Killian says setting the baggie down on the workbench alongside Trey. “I’ll be getting a call from you in a couple of hours’ time for a little more.”

“I wouldn’t bet on it.” Trey bites back and Killian gives him that smile, the one that sets Trey’s teeth on edge.

“Once an addict…” Killian says, pushing the baggie towards him. “…always an addict.”

It’s a few hours later that you turn up at the garage. The lights are still on despite the late hour. Part of you is worried and the other part pissed because Trey was supposed to meet you for dinner tonight at that little Chinese place you both like. You’d sat there for an hour before you realised he wasn’t coming. He hasn’t been picking up his calls or his texts.

When you step inside you find him hunched over the workbench with his head in his hands. Your hand comes to rest on his shoulder and he flinches at the sensation before he turns his head to look at you. His eyes are red rimmed, the vibrant blue shining through the frustrated tears as the muscle in his jaw clenches.

“Trey.” You say softly and he takes a sharp inhale of breath before he tilts his head towards something on the workbench.

“I need you to get rid of it.” He says, his voice pained as you follow his gaze to the baggie of coke. “If I touch it…”

He trails off because he doesn’t need to say anything else.

Two years sobriety, everything he’s worked for, it’ll be gone and he can’t go back to that place, not when he’s come so far. But the thing is he can’t seem to help himself. His mouth is dry, his fingers itch, he can feel himself giving in and he’s powerless to stop it.

You pick up the baggie and tuck it into your pocket. The relief is visible, Trey exhales for the first time in what seems like hours, the tension seems to flood out of his body as he uses the back of his hand to wipe across his eyes.

“I need to know what happened tonight.” You say quietly. “How this ended up here.”

If it were anyone else including Folsom he’d lie, say one of his customers dropped it because he wouldn’t want them to know about all the bad shit he’s done in the past. But it’s you and he’s always been honest with you and that’s not about to change today.

He tells you everything, from the product he used to move for Killian, to the nights he spent high as kite. You listen quietly, your hand holding his and he’s grateful for that because being here with you, it keeps him anchored, it reminds him that he’s more than just his addiction.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He says quietly as he clasps your hand to his cheek. “Really I don’t.”

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8 Au-gust: Robots and Androids - Part 9

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 , Part 9, Part 10

Rating: Mature Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson WT: Android Steve Harrington, Wanted Criminal Eddie Munson, Temporary Character death [Steve], surgery on the android Words: 2340

Getting off the building is incredibly easy, no one pays attention to a dirty boy while there is an android that crashed to the ground.

Eddie forces himself not to look at the crash site and keeps following the tracker.

He steals a black cloak, uses the hood to hide his face, and keeps following the tracker, he has no fucking idea who Stevie might have called but surely is better than being taken back to prison to wait for his death sentence.

He has conflicted sentiments about the android. Not only did S.T.E.V.E. saved his life two times in a row, but he is also half-human. Or at least he has some human memories buried deep in his codex and he doesn't even know. It seems cruel that he died like that, without knowing any of that.

Eddie shakes his head. He is not dead. He is a machine, and a machine can’t die.

But on every screen in town, he keeps seeing the video of the android that falls from the building and then crashes to the ground.

In the last image, the android’s eyes are open but there is no light behind them while he lies on the ground like a fallen angel.

Eddie is not looking at those images. He is not thinking about the android. He is walking toward salvation. Or at least that’s what he hopes he is doing.

“Boy.”

He knows that voice, Eddie turns and sees Owens hidden behind a corner.

He runs toward him, finding his companions with him.

“Never leave like that again!” Owens scolds him, while he hugs him “Are you ready to go home?”

“But how?!!”

“Someone made sure we received the message. We were ready to assault the prison to get to you but our informant told us that you had help from the inside and that we should have just waited for you to come. Now let's go, the quicker we leave the lesser are the chances that we are going to get killed.”

“There is someone…” Eddie says, stopping the man.

“Another captive?”

“An android.”

Owens glares at him “We don’t help android Eddie. We fight them! Don’t you remember?”

“But he is special!”

“I don’t care how special he is…”

“He is half-human!”

Owens turns toward Eddie “What?!”

“Listen I can’t explain it to you but we can’t let them thorn him to pieces!”

“And what do you want us to do?!”

“The town is still in chaos. He crashed on the ground so they are sending someone to recoil his parts. If we could get there and steal the transportation and its cargo we could take him away.”

Owens shakes his head “Eddie I’m not going to risk everyone’s life because you got involved with a fucking android!”

“He saved my life. Twice.” Eddie protests.

“He would have had his motifs.”

“I can't leave him. Please. He was the help that I had from the inside!”

Gareth gets closer to them “The android helped you escape?!”

Eddie nods, and Gareth turns toward Ownes “We need to help him.”

“That’s madness!”

“Our entire mission is madness, Owens, but if we can have an android on our side maybe he could help us!” Gareth exclaims.

“What if he was only working to gain Eddie’s trust? What if it’s just a trap, uh?”

“It’s not. Please trust me on this one!” Eddie begs.

“If you get in trouble we will not be able to save you, you know that?” Owens asks seriously, and when Eddie nods he finally agrees “So, what’s the plan?”

***

The plan is that Owens will drive them as close as possible to the crash site and then Gareth and Eddie will try to steal the transportation with S.T.E.V.E.’s body and they will drive to the interchange station where they will get on Owens' ship.

“Fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes and then we are leaving, with or without you.”

Eddie nods, hiding his face with the hood.

“We’ll be there.”

“Good luck, son.”

Eddie and Gareth leave and they blend in as well as they can.

“Vecna.” Gareth whispers and Eddie sees it, kneeling next to Stevie and saying something to the other androids that lift the body. One of S.T.E.V.E.'s arms is definitely broken but they can’t see exactly how damaged the android is.

Eddie turns toward Gareth “Get on the van. And be ready to drive like a bat out of hell when I tell you.”

“Are you sure? We can still go back to the ship and…”

“This is important, Gareth. I swear!”

The boy nods and moves toward the van. Now Eddie has to wait for one of the androids to put the body inside and then get in the back of the van with Stevie.

Easy right?

He moves closer and closer, feigning to be a curious citizen but paying attention to hide his face until he is just a few feet from the van.

He sees Gareth open the van and gets to the driver seat, thank god they all know how to hot and wire!

When the android leaves the body on the stretcher inside the van Eddie smashes the van door against the android and the android, surprised, falls to the ground.

He gets inside quickly, screaming “Go! Go! Go!” and Gareth starts to drive as fast as he can.

Thank god Owens is still waiting for them.

“I told you fifteen minutes!” he yells, but he is still there.

They push the stretcher inside the ship and quickly escape.

“Hold on to something! We are going to jump!” he announces.

“But we are too close to the surface!” someone tries to protest, but the familiar knot in the stomach tells Eddie all he needs to know.

They are jumping.

***

There is only one person that Eddie trusts to repair Stevie.

“Are you sure that the coordinates are the right ones? There is nothing on that planet.”

“There is a small human outpost. I’m sure. I have been there before.”

Owens looks at him with uncertainty but in the end, he nods and puts the coordinate on their ship.

Even if the landing is better than the last one, the welcome is worse.

Hopper, wearing a thermal suit, is threatening to blow up the entire ship, when Eddie gets out of the ship, his hands in the air “It’s Stevie! It needs help!””

As soon as they get to the human outpost Dustin and El are waiting for them.

“Oh god. Oh god. What the fuck happened?!” Dustin screams, trying to map every broken piece in Steve’s body.

“He fell… He fell from a building.”

“How the fuck did he… oh no. Tell me he didn’t fly.”

Eddie lowers his eyes.

“Fuck! I told him! I told him that he couldn’t fly anymore! Shit, shit, shit! I have to run a full diagnostic. Maybe we can save his personality chip and move it to another android.”

“No.” El says, quietly.

“Have you seen the damage El? I don’t think we can repair him! We need… I don’t know what we need but definitely more than we got!”

El puts a hand on Dustin’s shoulder “We can do it, Dustin. We have to.”

Dustin shakes his head, trying to clear his mind, and then looks at Eddie “I will need all the help I can get.”

***

Eddie knows a lot about androids. He knows how they work, and where the weakest points are, but he has never seen an android so damaged as S.T.E.V.E.

“You can fix him, right?” he asks Dustin, feeling unsure.

“Why do you care? You are the one that kept calling him a tin can.”

He doesn’t want to explain to Dustin what he discovered, not if they are not able to repair him.

“The arm is gone, we need to replace it entirely.” Dustin declares, removing the screw that keeps the arm tight to the chest.

“What about his chip and his code?”

“Why do you care?” Dustin asks again “You are hiding something and I’m working blind here. So help me if you really want to fix him!”

“He might have some human memories encrypted somewhere in his code!” Eddie blurts out.

Dustin’s sight goes to El, who simply nods.

“You knew and you didn’t tell me?”

“I had my suspicions.” she replies while holding part of Steve’s chest open for Dustin.

“I swear to god… you and your fucking secrets…” he mumbles.

Dustin keeps working with a little cutting torch, trying to reconnect the circuits, and suddenly S.T.E.V.E.’s eyes open wide.

“Eddie…” he calls confused.

“Hi there.”

“What?” he asks, trying to move.

“You have to stay still. Ok, Stevie? You got hurt but Dustin is going to fix you in no time.

Steve sees his chest open.

“Don’t look at that, look at me.” Eddie says, taking his metal hand into his “Keep your eyes on me, ok big boy?”

“Big boy?” he asks, confused.

“Yeah… it’s a nickname, you know? A little name you give to people you care about…”

“People you care…” S.T.E.V.E.’s eyes turn black for a moment while a buzzing sound feels the air.

“Boy… boy… boy… big boy… big… boy… pretty… pretty… pretty boy…” S.T.E.V.E. murmurs like a litany.

“What the fuck is going on?” Eddie yells.

Every sensor is beeping.

“We are losing him.” Dustin replies without stopping to work on Steve.

“You have to turn him off.” El declares calmly.

“We don’t know if he will be able to restart him if we turn him off. We could lose all the data.”

“It is overheating. You have to disconnect the battery, Dustin. You have to do it now.”

The android is still babbling words without sense. His plastic eyes turn toward Eddie “I love you…” he whispers, and then Dustin disconnects the battery.

***

For a moment everything stills.

“Did he say…?”

Eddie is looking astonished at the android: S.T.E.V.E.'s head is still turned toward him, his mouth half open as he was interrupted while he was speaking.

“Fix him.” Eddie snarls.

“Look, Eddie, I like him too but…”

“Fix him! You have to fix him!” he yells, approaching Dustin in a threatening way.

El let S.T.E.V.E.’s chest down gently and gets between the two.

“Don’t threaten him.”

“He must fix him!”

“He will do all he can to fix S.T.E.V.E. but you can’t ask the impossible from Dustin. S.T.E.V.E. would not want that.”

“I don’t give a fuck about what he would want or not! He has to fix him.”

The air is full of tension between the three of them.

“I can try to work on him while he is disconnected, and then try to connect him back. But if I say that is not working we stop and I don’t care if you are going to kill me or what. I will not put my people in peril.” Dustin says, sounding immediately older than he is.

Eddie stops. Is that what he is doing? Threatening the humans to save an android? How the fuck did that happen?

Eddie shakes his head “I’m sorry… I don’t know what happened to me. You are right, obviously. Do the best that you can to repair him, ok?”

Dustin nods, and El helps him.

He is still with his arms inside S.T.E.V.E. when he looks at Eddie “Do you think you are thinking clearly enough to help?” Eddie nods “Good. Because I need more hands.”

***

They work on the android for hours, while Eleven keeps the time.

“If he stays disconnected more than six hours he is not going to restart.”

Eddie nods, he knows that. He used that technique on some androids to get rid of them.

“Time?” Dustin asks.

“Four hours forty-seven minutes, fifty-two seconds.”

“Good. We still have time. I fixed everything I could on his chest, now we have to work on his back. I think we must take away the engines, they are too unstable.”

“But you need to put something to patch his back.

“We could leave space for some wings. He would still be able to fly for a little distance.”

“It would take too much time, Dustin.” El declares.

“What do you propose?”

“Close him. Maybe add more plates to protect his inside.”

“Patch him up, Dustin. Enough to keep him working. We will talk about the specifics later on.”

Dustin nods and takes some new metal plates to cover the huge hole that Steve has in his shoulder “He will not be balanced without his arm and his engines.”

“What do you mean?”

“He will have to learn how to walk. I don’t know if its program is flexible enough to adjust to this kind of change.

“What does that mean?” Eddie asks, confused.

“That he will not be a hunter anymore.”

“And how is this a bad thing?”

“Eddie. If he is not a hunter what do you think will happen to him when he leaves this outpost?”

But Eddie has an entire plan that can work only if the stupid tin can keep working.

“Time?”

“Five hours Thirty four minutes, twelve seconds.”

“We have to close.”

“But it’s not complete.” Eddie complains.

“No, but I need time to see if it turns on or not. Help me close him.”

Fuck.

They seal all they can and then Dustin gets the little cable that connects the battery to S.T.E.V.E.’s central system.

“Ready?”

Eddie nods, and Dustin connects it.

For a moment nothing happens.

Then, slowly, S.T.E.V.E. opens his eyes. Eddie is ready to cry with joy when S.T.E.V.E. says a name he was not waiting for...

“Billy?”

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✿ Shigaraki Tomura x Chubby nurse reader Pt. 3 ✿

(A/N: I maybe want to start taking request. I am playing to post fics from : Bnha, Jjk, Haikyuu and maybe more ;) )

TW: none :) , not proof read hehe <3

You had a small smile on your face as u saw he was texting you back so fast but suddenly he stop texting and u got no answer. You put your phone down kinda disappointed. It was your chance to finally make a friend or maybe even more.

Because of med school you never had a lot of time for friends let alone a boyfriend.You decided not to be to upset about it and finished your food at the Café and made your way home.

Shigaraki still held his phone in his hand starting at your message. He was being eager and wanted to say yes but then realized this was a bad idea. Going out in daylight where someone could recognize and give him unwanted attention or maybe even call the police on him and then with some random chick he doesn’t even know. He was still not to sure if u were being serious in wanting to meet with him. Why would you ? How was u not scared of him? There were to many unanswered questions. There must be something wrong he thought . But Shigaraki was a curious man and decided to text you later so u could meet at night where nobody could recognize him.

Back at your Apartment.

You put your phone down and decided to unpack some of your stuff. You’ve been so busy with anything else you couldn’t even decorate your ne place. Have way through you heard your phone buzz and saw a message from Shigaraki. To you it was kinda exciting meeting this stranger. You wanted to know more about him and him being a Villain. To you the whole hero society never really made scene. These so called “criminals” getting judge not only for the crimes they’ve committed but also for their looks. As a nurse u had a big heart and didn’t judge people by there looks if someone is in need your supposed to help them and to you villains were people in need that maybe have a bad child hood or something terrible happened to them. Ofcourse you didn’t quite agree with the crimes they commit but there had to be a better way to solve this.

Shigaraki text was a bit dry it only said *Do you want to meet now* You replied *sure, let’s meet at xy park in 10?* You knew around this time there would still be some people just in case something would happen. Of course you took your peppers pray with you since you were quirkles. You did take some self defense classes but Shigaraki was quite tall and you couldn’t tell how muscular he was under the big hoody and what kind of quirk he had.

Just a moment later Shigaraki replied with

*ok*

You arrived at the park and sat on a bench near a small pond. You liked to sit here on your days off it was calling. Just a few minutes later he arrived. He sat down next to you wearing das big black hoody again with the hood covering his face.

“Hey I’m glad we could meet“

„ Ehm hi… yeah me too“

You could tell he was kinda shy it was cute.

„So how was your day d-„

„ Why did you want to meet me“

Well not so shy after all. You were kinda confused why he was acting so weird all of a sudden.

„Ehm well…“

As soon as you started talking he looked up at you with a stern almost angry look. You were kinda taken back because for the first time you could see his red beautiful eyes. You were so taken back you couldn’t finish your speak you just stared at him and could feel your cheeks heat up.

„ forget it …“

He got up and started to walk away.

You realized what you was doing and jump up and yelled „ wait!!“ but he didn’t stop.

You jogged up to him and held onto his hoody. He turned around so fast and gave you a warning look. You got the message and stepped back.

„ I-I just moved here and ehm.. thought I could make some friends maybe..“

„ you know who I am don’t you“

He was referring to him being a villain.

„ I mean yes… kinda… I did look your name up because it sounded familiar…but I don’t ehm mind“

He was just looking at you to see if you was joking but you still had that sweet smile on your face.

„ That’s why you wanted to meet at night and not during the day.. didn’t you“

„ yeah..your pretty naive you know that right ?“

Well that came out of no where. He look at you with that big grin on his face.

„ well… I… just….Come one let’s just take a walk”

You went ahead but you could tell he was kinda laughing at you being all nervous. It was so cute to him. These feeling were so foreign but the energy and the Aura you were giving off are to intriguing to ignore.

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imagining-in-the-margins · 3 years

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CM Enemies to Lovers Challenge

The following are prompts including the Enemies to Lovers Trope!

This event is over (Masterlist of Fics here), but you are welcome to use any of these prompts. If you would like to be added to the existing Masterlist of entries, please check out the Rules below!

Open Prompts:

“The line between hatred and lust is a lot thinner than you think.”

“If I asked you to fuck me like you hate me, would that be too on the nose?”

“What do you mean they're my partner?! They tried to kill me last week!” “If I was trying to kill you, I would have.”

“Those things I said to you...I just wish I could go back and stop myself from ever saying them.”

Person A's neighbor (B) won't stop making noise, so they pay Person B a visit.

You’re a relative of Linda Barnes, and so, naturally, (Character) hates you on principle.

You are an ex of (Character)'s friend. They have not forgiven you for hurting their friend (and because they were a little in love with you).

You’re a member of the media, and the bane of the BAU’s existence. You and (Character) run into each other “off the record."

You’re new to the BAU and the Unit Chief doesn’t think you’re taking this seriously.

You’re a suspect, but you definitely didn’t do it. When (BAU Member) starts tailing you, you start leaving them very… friendly and… creative notes.

Person A and B are forced to go into Witsec together.

You’re a bounty hunter/vigilante racing against the BAU.

Person A is offering a date at an auction. Person A makes a joke that Person B can’t afford them. Person B wins the auction.

Person A&B have an ongoing series of bets. Whoever wins gets to take the other out for the worst date imaginable. They have a great time (based on B99).

Whatever else you can think of! Original prompts are welcome!

Other MGG Prompts & Rules below!

Other MGG Characters

Chip Taylor: You’re a local crime lord and you think the stranger with large influxes of cash is here to encroach on your turf.

Chip Taylor: You think Chip hates you and your advances (so you hate him back), but he's just oblivious

Joe Harper: You’re a local Robin Hood and you’re stealing from a total idiot. You actually start to feel bad for him.

Kyle Orfman: You’re the badass Kyle wishes he was. “I could kick your ass… and I think… you like that.

Kyle Orfman: "I can take care of myself! I don't need you to look out for me!"

Raymond Wadsworth: You're a competing supernatural service, and you both get called to the same site.

Raymond Wadsworth: You're a witch, but he swears you're a fraud. You prove him wrong.

Rules

The fic can be a Reader insert, or a character/character ship. It can feature any Criminal Minds character or any character played by Matthew Gray Gubler (Chip, Raymond, Lesley, etc).

Tag me in the fic, or send it to me in a Direct Message. It can be already written, or you can write it just for the challenge - I’m collecting both! You can also tag it “#mentioningmargins” which is a tag I track.

The fic can be any genre, but ONLY send me smut if your bio states you are 18+. I DO NOT WANT smut written by minors. Ever. At all. I will check. Platonic ships and pure, fluffy fics are 100% allowed.

Please include Content Warnings and a one-sentence Summary of the fic in your post.

Have fun!

*Side note: I am also collecting fics that feature the antithesis of the trope, Lovers-to-Enemies! If you have any of these, let me know.

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Robin Jason, a friend and ally of the Titans.

PART 1.

Last Friday I was feeling extra rage-y after the news about the Titans mini with the Titans show line-up of heroes. I still think that a) Jason shouldn’t be considered a Titan or be in the team as Red Hood and b) that him going back to wearing a bat symbol on his chest is just bad but as @randomlut said there is a possibility of that book not being set in DC’s current universe and if that’s the case then okay, I will not complain about it anymore.

But this post isn’t about that Titans book it’s about Jason’s Robin’s appearances in volume two of the New Teen Titans!

Now, this won’t be an in-depth review of those issues from a story point of view, it will be a post in which I talk about Jason’s characterization and interactions with the Titans. Maybe I will even dive a little bit into why I think that the interactions that Jason and Roy have in those issues makes the relationship that they had in New52 very out of place.

Let’s begin!

· NTT (1984) #19

Jason as Robin appears here only in the last page of the issue. After the current team of the Titans appears to be falling apart Donna calls Jason and others to help in a mission, this team that she puts together resembles the “original” line-up with Robin, Speedy, (Kid) Flash, Aqualad and Hawk.

· NTT (1884) #20-21

Jason appears in the Titans tower along the OG Titans, when Donna finally tells them what the mission is all about (stopping Cheshire from interrupting a meeting) she asks if they are in on the job, Jason is not only excited about being there but about Batman actually letting him come all the way to the tower. A little bit of what Jason thinks or saw in Bruce is shown when Wally says that he “didn’t think the Batman could be thrilled by anything. He is always so grim.”

Basically, what Jason says is that the Bat isn’t that bad if you get to know him and that he cares about Jason’s education outside of vigilantism. Also, Jason seems to be grateful and very receptive of the things that Bruce taught him, he regards him as a very good mentor.

After everyone decides to help, they get on their jet. Here we have a very important interaction between Jason and Donna, she is telling him how she is feeling about the attitude of the rest of the team and about how she is a little bit lost now that she is in charge of the Titans and then she asks what Robin thinks about the whole thing, Jason is obviously thrilled once more, someone as experienced as Donna is asking him for his opinion? It blows his mind away! Batman never does that, he is always following his lead and never has a say on what they do so, to him, helping the Titans is only getting better and maybe he will ask the Bat to let him join them permanently.

Because they were talking Donna wasn’t paying much attention while flying and after they barely avoid crashing the jet, she apologizes to everyone and once more looks for reassurance with Jason, this time Jason is caught off guard but after Hawk teases him about his hesitation he tells her that “everything’s okay”.

When they arrive to Switzerland (where the meeting will be held) we have Jason’s first interaction with Roy Harper and him also slowly transforming into a burrito, that boy was cold and pissed off about it!

It’s really funny to me that Roy talking about Oliver’s pervy arrows is his very first interaction with Jason, who would have thought that a mad man would later make them besties?

They all go inside a building to get warm and for a while Jason is just chilling while the other Titans are all having an existential crisis, because here is the thing, Jason is a kid, he was presumably 14 here while all the other are in their twenties. Donna is having trouble with her new position as leader of the Titans, Wally is trying to live up to Barry, Garth is grieving his love, Roy is still very uncomfortable about being on a mission that involves Cheshire and Hank is just crazy. The others are trying to complete a mission while their real-life problems loom over them and Jason is just on an adventure with cool people.

Its not much later than Cheshire attacks the Titans, she first takes on Wally because he is her biggest threat and then detonates a bomb, now here I will give a little bit of context, Cheshire does not want to kill the Titans as of now, she just wants to incapacitate them because them being there is making her own mission more complicated, all I will say is that she doesn’t truly have villainous intentions and that she has a very weak spot for Roy.

Anyway, the bomb incapacitates Garth and Roy and Cheshire also managed to shoot Wally so only Donna, Hank and Jason are left standing to capture Cheshire, but here is the thing, Hank doesn’t want to capture her, he wants to kill her.

Jason has interacted very few times with Hank so far and it has always been Hank teasing him but now as Jason is going to fight Cheshire Hank interrupts him telling him that he will do “what has to be done”. Cheshire of course wont fall easily and I think that at this very moment she is thinking that killing Hank wouldn’t be a bad idea because he is going to mess her plans up! But not to worry as she is raising her gun Jason comes in to save his ass!

Jason is not a match for Cheshire and after that she quickly subdues him. But what’s important here is two things, first Jason doesn’t want or consider the idea of killing Jade, he just wants to capture her and bring her to justice, secondly, he doesn’t even want her to kill Hank, who has been violent towards every Titan and rude to Jason every single time that he has interacted with him. What I am trying to say is that this IS Robin Jason, he doesn’t think or act the same as Red Hood will in the future, he has his opinions on what punishments killers should get but he is not there to kill anyone himself.

There is this whole page where Donna beats Hank against a tree so he stops killing, because that’s not what the Titans do, she explains that if they do that then the public (that is already quite afraid of them) will just fear them more and they don’t need that, plus she believes that he is acting that way out of grief after losing his brother, as she is saying all of this though she is putting quite a lot of pressure on his chest and that might have ended up in her actually killing Hank if Jason hasn’t been there to stop her.

Donna is obviously not having a good time and after this she says that she “has had it” and that from now on Robin should “take command” because “its his group anyway”. Oh man…its clear to the reader that Donna is not having a good time being team leader but she also misses a certain person a lot. She is obviously not seeing Jason there, she is seeing Dick, the person that she is used to take orders from but he is not there.

Jason is aware of this, he might be a kid and might not have as many problems as the other Titans as of now but he is not a fool and he doesn’t want people to see someone else when they look at him, so he confronts Donna about what she just said/did.

Jason is just great in this scene; he just doesn’t want people that he admires to treat him as if he were someone that he isn’t. Just because Dick isn’t there doesn’t mean that he (because he is Robin) can replace him, they are not the same person and they do not have the same experience. He calls out Donna on her behaviour towards him and Donna being an adult takes responsibly for her actions and understands that ultimately, she was hurting Jason’s feelings. We have a kinda wholesome moment when they hug but because this is written by Marv Wolfman and he just can’t help himself, he proceeds to write Jason as a horny teenager. What a way to ruin the moment Marv…

Back to Cheshire, she is about to kick Wally’s face in when she decides to first tell him what he has to tell the others when they wake up, which is “Cheshire remembers”.

Wally tells the Titans Cheshire’s message but none of them truly understands what it means, Hank says that he doesn’t even understand why they are alive. Donna comes to the conclusion that Cheshire might want something from them and this is where Jason gives his thoughts, he says “Doesn’t matter what she wants. We take care of her. She’s a killer.”, its clear once more than although Jason (as Robin) wouldn’t kill anyone he does feel a certain type of way about criminals and wants them to be locked up.

After yet another verbal fight between Hank and Donna the Titans take a cable car to their next location, Jason is shown as exited about the view and the whole experience once more. When they arrive, they find Faraday (the guy that called Donna for help in #19) and he explains a bit more the situation but Jason once more is having trouble staying warm so he goes to the cable car tunnel nearby, but he doesn’t go alone, Roy goes with him because his “costume wasn’t made for this kind of weather either”, in this second interaction between these two we get to see Jason’s detective skills shine.

Jason has been watching Roy and he found his reaction to Cheshire’s message quite sus. Not only is he showing his detective skills here but he also said in a previous panel this: “The Batman keeps telling me to watch people’s eyes. And every so often I notice you become awfully agitated…like something was going on you didn’t want to be part of”. Zdarsky, hey pal, I am talking to you, look at this dude! He read Roy like an open book, this is Robin Jason, he likes being Robin and he is brilliant at it, he is methodical because he learnt from paying attention and working with Batman, so, you sir are wrong, not only did UtRH disprove your dumb narrative but so does this interaction (along all his appearances in this book).

Roy is impressed by the kid, and yeah, he calls him kid because he is a kid…Roy is visibly older than Jason as he should, do you see it Lobdell? Yeah, there is no dubious age gap between those two as you made it seem. Roy is impressed because between both of them he is the one that is most experienced, not the other way around. How did Lobdell manage to make up a whole as run where not only were Roy and Jason close in age and besties but also Jason was better at vigilantism than Roy and Roy was the one being impressed. It’s wild, wild and bad.

Back to the issue, Jason taken out of the fight quite fast once more by Cheshire and she proceeds to talk to Roy, that’s where we find out that they were lovers and that she feels weak when she is around him because he makes her feel feelings but that’s not all, she tells Roy that he is “the man that fathered my child” …Oh and now she does want to kill him. That’s where #20 ends, so let’s see what happens with Jason in #21.

In the beginning of #21 Jason is conscious once more and when he hears Cheshire’s threat, he attacks her so she can’t shoot Roy, he also says this “Sorry ‘cat’ that’s a definite no-no. Don’t you know mommy’s and daddies should never fight” I, I don’t know why he had to say it like that…the 80s were weird. While Jason is being himself Roy is thinking “Don’t be cocky kid, Jade hasn’t got a sense of humour…” but because he wants to talk to Jade, he tells Jason to go, that he will handle Cheshire and he leaves.

Roy and Jade talk, Donna and Hawk are fighting bad guys and each other and at some point, Jason joins Garth and helps him take down a couple of guys, he also tries to make conversation with him but Garth is still not talking to anybody.

Cheshire tells Roy that he will never hear about their child again and that he needs to let her do her thing and stay out of it because he doesn’t understand what’s going on, Roy doesn’t do what she asks and she “poisons” him. Donna saves a guy that Hank was trying to kill. After Cheshire leaves Roy comes to the conclusion that she wasn’t there to kill the people from the meeting or that she poisoned him, but because they were there and everything went to shit now the people that were getting together are blaming the Titans for the interruption. The whole thing is a mess and the news channel are not nice about the Titans as a whole, but I am not interested in exploring that here. All you need to know is that the people that made Cheshire do what she did to the Titans were the Brother Blood people.

It’s on the jet that we see Jason again, he and the others are going back to the tower. Because the news are painting the Titans as bad when they are arriving to the tower Jason sees a lot of people protesting about them and he feels bad. This was his first job with the Titans and he is a kid, imagine how sad it would make you if you wanted to help and after getting the job done people were mad at you. But even though he is sad about that he takes time to ask Roy if he is okay after he sees him almost running away from the tower, he doesn’t get a response but he isn’t mad about it.

Jason’s stay with the Titans comes to and end and he says that he loved hanging out with them and is grateful for having been invited, he is so sweet!

· NTT (1884) #24

Here, for some reason, we see Jason saying goodbye to the Titans again and unlike at the end of #21 Roy is there to see him leave.

I am not going to lie though; I liked this goodbye better it feels like it’s more complete than the other one. Here he says that Batman wants him back in Gotham but that if the Titans ever need him again all they need to do is call. He also mentions Nightwing which is funny because he will be called by Donna again in #26 to help the Titans get Dick back from Brother Bloods Church.

I am going to cut this part here because issues 26 to 31 have a lot of Jason content that I want to explore and I can’t put any more pictures here, also this post is already long as it is now!

I just love Jason’s little moments in these issues, him confronting Donna and reading Roy like and open book in #20 are my absolute favourite, I just think this is a nice way to kinda show how wrong some current characterizations of Robin Jason are and what better way to do that than reading and looking into some good stories.

Oh! Before I forget, in #21 Roy leaves the Titans’ tower to go see Jade and he actually gets to meet his daughter Lian for the first time, so yeah, that was a wholesome moment!

#jason todd #robin jason todd #batman and robin #titans #new teen titans #donna troy #roy harper #cheshire #garth of shayeris #wally west #red hood #urban legends red hood

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erika-being-erika · 3 years

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More levihan reccomendations!

Part 1

• One Last Time by PiercingThePage

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

Levi & Hanji have been dating for about 3 years in highschool. He starts to have feelings for one of the pretty girls names Petra Ral. After he starts cheating on Hanji with her, he decides he wants out of the relationship. Until the day he decides to tell her, ends up being the day she tells him that she's pregnant. Will they make it out well, or will Levi start to realize he is becoming his own dead beat dad

• Having My Baby by Countess_Dorkula

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

Another SNK Kink Meme fill. Follow Levi and Hanji as they go through the marvelous adventure towards parenthood.

• catch me if you can by fanmoose12

[Multi-chapter || on going]

Summary:

The Ackerman duo. Just the mention of this name filled Hange with so many feelings. Mostly, when she reread the files of their cases over and over, until her eyes watered, she felt pricking annoyance. Sometimes, when she stared at the dead bodies of those scarce unfortunates who stumbled upon their crimes, she was filled with hatred and a pushing need for revenge. Hange couldn't deny, however, there were times when she marveled at the impudence of their crimes. And, when she was investigating the Ackerman's cases and saw just how meticulously planned they all were, she couldn't help but feel something close to fascination.

No one knew who they were. No one had seen their faces, no one knew their true names. Almost everyone knew of their crimes.

Hange was determined to unravel every last one of their secrets. She will put an end to their crimes and then she will get the elusive Ackermans behind bars.

• Partners by fanmoose12

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

When Petra was promoted to a detective and partnered up with legendary Levi Ackerman, she felt like the happiest person in the world.

But, as she soon found out, detective Ackerman she used to admire so much was actually a far cry from the ideal policeman Petra thought he was. He was rude, harsh and easily annoyed.

And, in addition, he still hadn’t moved on from the death of his previous partner - detective Hange Zoe.

• can't keep my hands off you by fanmoose12

[Multi-chap || completed]

Summary:

Hange, Levi and their not so secret relationship.

• Looking for You by fanmoose12

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

Returning from a long mission, all Levi wanted was to spend sometime with Hange. But instead he got a message from Erwin, urging him to come to HQ. There he found out, that Hange was missing for over a week and that his new mission is to partner with Moblit, Hange's loyal assistant, and together find and bring Hange home.

• A Tale of Two Slaves by TundrainAfrica

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

"Soulmates don’t exist. Fate doesn't exist. Everything's a choice. And Levi could only watch as she made the choice for him."

Levi remembers everything from their past life. Hange doesn't.

• Free-Falling by djmarinizela

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

Skydiver and tea shop owner Levi Ackerman meets the town’s resident mad scientist and tries to convince himself that he's not falling for her.

• All of Me by MannaTea

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

By the time they reached the trees, Sylvia's sides were heaving, her flanks covered in sweat-foam, but they couldn't afford to stop; two titans had become more. Hange refused to look behind her, but she could tell by the way the ground shook that one of them was at least a 13-meter class.

And all she had with her was one blade and a horse who was about to drop dead of exhaustion.1

• Dreams May Not Come True by MannaTea

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

Levihan. Hange knows something is wrong when she goes down to breakfast one morning and the smell makes her stomach churn.

• Something Like Destiny by MannaTea

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

Reincarnation AU. Zoë doesn't have dreams; she just knows.

• A Dangerous Game by just_quintessentially_me

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

A snk 1920′s AU:

Sina is wild, crowded, bursting with industry. Home to jazz, fashion - and corruption. Crooked politicians, dirty police, and powerful gangs have turned the city into a cesspit of violence where the powerful rule. At the center of the chaos are the Ackermans - one of the most powerful gangs in the city, Mayor Fritz - who is as corrupt as he is wealthy, Erwin - a police commander determined to weed out the corruption in his own department, and Hanji - a journalist willing to risk everything to expose their city’s darkest secrets.

• A Simple Choice by just_quintessentially_me

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

The rain had started up again. Fat droplets drummed over her hood, drenching the fabric. Her horse’s reins were wet and cold; though her fingers, numbed from continued exposure to the elements, could hardly feel them.

Following the sound of the explosion, they’d arrived at a clearing. It was a mess of blackened, shattered wood, and the wagon, a skeleton, was little more than a smoking husk. Beyond the wreckage, a titan lay prostrate. Felled, its limp, hulking form was barely visible through the rain.

As soldiers shouted, pointing at the creature, one of the horses still tethered to the ruined wagon, writhed. When the beast screamed a broken, panicked wail, her own horse shifted, flanks twitching with unease.

Hanji barely noticed.

The soldiers' voices, the poor beast’s screams, even the heavy, even thrum of rain - had silenced as she looked to the river.

A body lay at the edge of the dark, white-capped water.

• License to Science (And Kill) by just_quintessentially_me

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

When International criminal organization, TITAN, successfully steals an arsenal of missiles along with their encrypted launch codes, Code Blue is initiated. It up to Agent Levi Ackerman, a spy in a class of his own, and Research scientist Hanji Zoe, the premiere authority on the organization, to halt a global catastrophe in its tracks.

She lowered her glasses, brown eyes blinking over the rims. “Does this mean I have a-” One brow lifted. “License to Science?”

“No. But I do have a License to Kill. Don’t tempt me to use it.”

• Aftermath by just_quintessentially_me

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

Levi rushes to the wall in the aftermath of the Armored and Colossal Titans' attack.

“Are you worried about your wife?”

The question shocked him out of his musings.

Levi looked up, “My what?”

But the pastor was already speaking, “You’re obviously beside yourself with stress – and it’s understandable. Not knowing if your wife has survived-”

Levi cut him off, “My what?”

The pastor hesitated, apparently realizing he’d made some mistake, but misunderstanding precisely what it was. “Your…wife? The woman we traveled with before? She’s ah – forceful. You two uh – have the same, er – strident personality. When we first met, she dangled me off the wall.”

• Terrible Things by someonestolemyshoes

[One-shot]

Summary:

The first time he tells her she’s pretty, Hange is all kinds of filthy - sweaty, dirty, twigs in her hair and mud on her shoes and a great big disgusting ball of everything Levi hates.

She is also crying.

It isn’t like he’s never seen her cry before - they’re nine and crying is just what kids do, especially kids like Hange who like to play with things they probably shouldn’t play with and like to climb trees even though they’re kind of clumsy and so the crying, in it’s self, isn’t all that weird.

What’s weird is that Hange - Hange, with her print-smudged glasses and ratty ponytail and clothes two sizes too big for her - is crying because a boy called her ugly.

• Acquiescence by 3LevisInATrenchcoat

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

On Judgement Day, the tide brought someone strange.

• My soulmate by a_golden_hearted_snk_fan

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

When your soulmate gets injured or hurt, their injuries show up on your skin with a slight sting then slowly fade. It was a rare thing to occur, but Levi and Hanji were the lucky ones.

• SOS by djmarinizela

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

Levi is a reclusive senior student who shares an apartment with Mike, Nanaba, and his best friend, Hange, who he's secretly in love with. Oddly enough, they also belong to the same secret club with a special operations squad. The 104th cohort is a bunch of freshmen misfits they've taken under their wing, Moblit is Hange's lab partner also vying for her affections, while Erwin’s the newest instructor who doesn’t know how to teach. And they say school is fun.

• the moon is dark by alteirkay

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

His face was wet.

“What the hell?” He murmured touching his face to see if he was mistaken. He was not. His hair was damp with sweat. There was an uneasiness invading his whole body. He was filled with it like he had drunk it straight from a bottle. His chest was heavy, his breaths were uneven, and his right eye was throbbing like a hammer was hitting at it continuously.

He was feeling like he had just lost someone.

• The Experiment by KakashiSensei

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

After a public brawl between them, Commander Erwin confines Captain Levi and Zoë Hange to barracks. When the Survey Corps next heads out, they are left behind as a punishment. Soon bored out of her mind, Hange turns her scientific curiosity towards the most interesting specimen within her reach: Levi. When his past reaches out to him to claim him back, she joins him on a dangerous journey. Do budding feelings have a chance in the most desolate of places?

• windmill by alteirkay

[One-shot]

Summary:

Here is the thing about Levi, his heart is a windmill in the middle of a wilderness where there was no wind to make it twirl, there was no wind to make it beat, pound and feel. Just feel.

Until one day he got hit by a storm so wild, so rare and so incredibly terrifying but in the most beautiful and breath-taking way that it left him defenceless, vulnerable and weak. Like a tiny little flower which had long passed its day of blossoming in a fierce, winter dawn yet it stood erect with its fragile body, challenging against the merciless winds and the brutal frost.

He fell in love.

• In Your Shoes by Neighborhood_Nori

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary

Levi, Paradis Studio's strict ballet instructor, can't stand the newly hired hip-hop instructor, Hanji. As a ballet dancer with his own complicated history with hip-hop, Levi only has respect for the more refined forms of dance. Can Hanji change his mind about her and her style of dance through determination, persistence, and her passion for dance?

• Distractions by Rookblonkorules

[One -shot]

Summary:

Hange’s love for pop culture interferes with her and Levi’s work.

It’s annoying.

• Leave You Whole. by zerothecreator

[One-shot]

Summary:

Levi spends his last moments in Hangë’s arms.

• Moments by Anonymous

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

Levihan Modern AU

She's a long-legged, sun-kissed beauty with tattoos in hidden places and multiple piercings.

Her leather jacket's on his bedroom floor, her ripped jeans too and she's pretty sure one of her heeled scarlet boots got left in the living room in their haste last night. At least her glasses are on top of the bedside drawer- they managed that, at least.

• more baby snacks by argethara

[One-shot]

Summary:

Levi tries to find out how and why boxes of Udo's biscuits are gone.

• Anniversary by EllePellano

[One-shot]

Summary:

AU One-shot: Erwin and Levi have a short conversation about the woman they both loved

• All We Are by TundrainAfrica

[One-shot]

Summary:

"We’re what’s left of the old survey corps Levi. We’re all alone.”

“We can’t be alone if there’s two of us.”

“So what do you suggest Captain Levi?”

“We stick together…” Levi answered. “We stick together, Commander Hange.”

During the time skip, Hange and Levi's relationship develops.

• Thin Ice by Xenobia

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

Takes place between events in chapter 90 of the manga. Hange, now commander of Survey Corps, commissions Captain Levi to scout territory in the mountains to search for a supply tower she believes may still be stocked. The scouts need all the supplies and currency they can get in order to carry on with their goals. Against his better judgment, Levi joins her on this excursion. The bitter, early winter makes their mission harder than expected, however. The pair find themselves relying on each other to survive, and they find it increasingly difficult to treat one another as comrades in arms and nothing more.

• Hidden Meanings by WhatHistoryForgets

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

Hange never thought a materialistic item could mean so much to her until she lost it.

• Of teacups and stale bread

[One-shot]

Summary:

Five times Hange prepared tea for Levi, and the one time that he did.

• Unintended Consequence(s) by Ella3982

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

Not all of the Anti-Personnel Control Squad died when the cavern collapsed. Some of them escaped through the tunnel Hange, Moblit, and Armin used. When the two parties meet, the Anti-Personnel Control Squad takes the three Survey Corps members hostage with the intent to force the Survey Corp's hand. However, when they find out that Kenny Ackerman has died, they become more desperate.

If the Uprising Arc had ended a bit differently, how would it alter the course of the story? What would change, and what would stay the same?

• A Fire in the Shadows by free_pancakes

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

LeviHan in an Avatar the Last Airbender AU - a side story occurring alongside the events of ATLA

Levi, the nephew of a fire nation captain, stumbles upon a ragtag group of 5 known as the Scouts, formidably known for foiling the plans of local fire nation control, living in the forests a few miles north of Ba Sing Se.

• Speak Your Dark Pleasures to Me by Lamia of the Dark (VisceraNight)

Summary:

A collection of drabbles and oneshots exploring a sexual relationship between Levi and Hanji.

• Tips & Tricks by Sleepyheadven

[One-shot]

Summary:

Eren’s brow was furrowed forward in confusion as he spoke. “I thought you said that staring at people isn’t nice?” He said after a few moments, gathering his thoughts. He seemed genuinely bewildered as to why she was intensely staring down a stranger when she had told him countless times before that it was impolite to do so.

Oh, lord, was her only thought as she quickly scrambled for an excuse. “I - Uh - well, sometimes people stare at other people because -” before she could even begin to form a proper sentence, Eren interjected. She wasn’t sure whether to be grateful or dismayed by his actions.

“Is it because you think he’s cute? My friend Ymir stares at my friend Krista that way all the time, she says it’s because she’s so pretty!” Eren babbled happily, oblivious to the way Hange’s grip around the handle of the cart tightened. Her brown eyes darted back and forth between the stranger and her son, hoping that he couldn’t overhear their conversation seeing as Eren wasn’t the softest of speakers.

• A drunk man always tells the truth by krissixh

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

Levi finds out that Hanji is engaged to a rich man. He gets drunk that night and confronts her his feelings. The two have to confront a lot of difficulties to be able to end as a couple.

• Relapses by Oreotragus

[Multi-chapt || completed]

Summary:

Despite having become a great asset to humankind, Captain Levi still has some trouble adjusting to his post-crime lifestyle, especially the social aspects of it. One extremely badly coordinated step out of his comfort zone creates a grand mess that he has to clean up.

• Weight of Survival by otterbeans

[One-shot]

Summary:

Hanji gives birth to Levi's unintentional child. She pretends to be surprised when he shows up for it.

• Don't drink the kool-aid by smallblip

[One-shot]

Summary:

Think of a number between one and ten. Because that's how you love in this world. First you toss out the word love. You tell it to its face that Commander Erwin Smith says “love is the ultimate cult of men... A sect... A dirty ploy by the whatever god is up there to make us all vulnerable..."

And then, everything falls into place.

• until another thursday evening by pinkweirdsunsets

[Multi-chapt || on going]

Summary:

and ever since they were only five, Levi had protected her, whether it was from the daily shenanigans she came up with or the criminal background he came from. She was his sunshine, messy and grinning, and he shielded her away from all terrible things.

until zeke yeager came along.

• Make It Make Sense! By cznpai

[Multi-chapt || completed]

I can't add the summary cause I've reached the limit. Welp i still have a lot of fics here so ill make a another post of reccomendations... HAHA bye!

#levihan #levi x hange #levihan oneshot #levihan fanfic #levihans #pls tell me if i putted the wrong link #guess im gonna make a part 3 👁👄👁#i thought all of them will fit in here #guess im wrong lol #k bye!

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the-fusionist · 3 years

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Give me damianette fluff or jasonette fluff with a song

A/N: Hello, all! I am back! This is a very late answer, which I'm sorry for @rebecarojas07. But, it's here now! I went a little off from the prompt and it's a little angsty in the beginning, but it gets better! Also, constructive criticism is welcome, since its been a while. Also, no beta, we die like Jason Todd. I wrote 1800 words just now and I am hoping they mesh well together.

Warnings: Some cursing, slight angst, cheating, hand holding, and kissing

Song: PUBLIC - Make You Mine

╔═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╗

Marinette cried as she sat on the rooftop while Tikki hugged her.

She was here in Gotham as Ladybug in order to deal with a crisis involving a missing miraculous with Zatanna and Batman, along with several other American heroes she had gotten to know. The mission had taken her a month and she had needed to go undercover for a large portion of the mission, severing contact with her boyfriend, Adrien Agreste. It should all have been fine, they trusted each other.

Now he’s a former boyfriend.

Alya Cesaire was a rock in Marinette’s life, and she was always there for her. If it hadn’t been for Alya Cesaire, her most reliable confidante, the break up might have never happened so soon and she would have stayed oblivious. If it hadn’t been for Alya’s pictures, Marinette would probably have never believed it herself. Five pictures of Adrien Agreste and Lila Rossi, making out on several different occasions.

She wanted to believe it wasn’t true, but if she was being honest with herself she should have seen it coming. Heck, Tikki had seen it coming. They had been having more arguments as of recently. And the time that she had spent apart from Adrien on a mission had simply driven them further apart from each other. She thought back to the times she had complained to Adrien about how Lila was always so touchy with him during photoshoots, he said that it was all business that he couldn’t avoid because of his father. That she was overreacting and being too clingy. That there was nothing between him and Lila.

But those pictures existed. They were in broad daylight, and both Adrien Agreste and Lila Rossi seemed to have no shame, acting in public spaces. She sent one text to Adrien.

We're over.

The message was read, and there was no reply.

That was a month ago. Marinette was getting better, very slowly. Plagg and Tikki stuck with her and supported her, but Marinette still had some nights where she refused to talk to anyone and cried alone. She had set up an arrangement with her parents so she could stay in Gotham, as she needed time away from the city of love. She could never have been more thankful.

Especially when she saw the viral video of someone throwing a bag of flour at Adrien Agreste and Lila Rossi during a photoshoot. Marinette had burst out laughing when she saw the video, and she had a feeling her parents were behind it and had gotten away with it.

But still, sometimes there were days where she couldn’t shrug off the tears. They flowed freely as she swung her spotted legs from her seat on the edge of a random rooftop. She had finished patrol, and she had begun to think back to all the nights she used to spend patrolling Paris with Adrien. She felt her heart seize as she gazed out into the grey landscape of Gotham.

Well, I will call you darlin' and everything will be okay

Suddenly, she heard a throat clear behind her and a cough.

Turning around, she found herself staring at the Red Hood. She quickly wiped at her eyes in an attempt to hide that she had been crying. She had heard rumors of the Red Hood, especially of how he often murdered criminals and at some point in the past had been the leader of a criminal empire.

But, Batman trusted him. And she trusted Batman, so she should be able to trust him and this was a completely safe situation. At least, that’s what she told herself.

She heard him clear his throat again, and she realized she must have gotten lost in her thoughts. She focused back on him, albeit it was somewhat warily.

“Hello darlin’, shit wait, that was too cringey. Damn, I’m sorry.”

She felt her lips quirk upwards in a smile.

The Red Hood coughed, before holding out a steaming cup of coffee to her, and in a questioning tone asked, “Let me try again. You’re Ladybug, right? I saw you having a moment here earlier while I was on patrol, so I just wanted to give you this and offer an ear to listen to you rant if you want?”

Marinette felt her heartbeat quicken, and she felt herself blush under her mask as she replied, “Thank you so much. You’re the Red Hood, right? It’s nice to meet you. And yeah, I would like to rant, that would be super nice.”

So he sat down next to her. She doesn’t know what made her do so, but she told him almost everything. How her former boyfriend had cheated on her while she was on a mission, and how she felt so betrayed when she found out. She told him all about the loneliness and the bitter homesickness she constantly felt.

And he listened, without pity. He listened to every word she spoke, nodding at the right moments of her story, reassuring her she was right, and cussing out Adrien Agreste with her.

That was the first time she met Jason Todd, the man underneath the helmet of the Red Hood.

'Cause I know that I am yours and you are mine

Several months passed, and their relationship progressed from there. The two fell into comfortable friendship and eventually revealed their identities.

But, Marinette couldn’t deny that she had caught herself blushing as she stared at Jason during training or patrol, admiring him.

It was a similar situation for Jason. He still curses himself for the time that Marinette had smiled at him as she swung by during patrol, and he had been so caught up with staring at her dazzling smile that he didn’t notice himself walk right off a building. He was fine, his pride bruised more than anything else.

The point was, they fit well together. They bantered and seemed to constantly toe the line between friendship and something more, to the point where others began to take notice. Jason’s siblings teased him, while Alya and Nino would give Marinette suggestive looks over facetime whenever she mentioned Jason.

They got along so well, and everyone could see it. Marinette and Jason were also starting to believe it themselves. Marinette felt that she was his, and Jason knew that he was hers. They had each other wrapped around their fingers, without even realizing.

Doesn't matter anyway

Marinette was on patrol with Jason when she checked her phone and tears of anger welled up in her eyes. It was a message from Adrien.

Lila and I are over now. We should get back together now, I miss what we had.

Jason saw Marinette’s face change, and he felt angry too when Marinette showed him the text. Adrien Agreste was fucking pathetic.

“Who does he think he is? He thinks he can cheat on me and get back together? He doesn’t even have a place in my life anymore. He doesn’t even matter to me anymore.”

“You don’t need that fucker, Marinette, like how dare he act like you guys can get back together after what he did? Honestly, he’s fucking pathetic. I bet he’s sitting all fucking alone in his apartment after breaking up with Lila, thinking he matters to you. What a pretentious shit stain.”

Marinette felt herself move before she could properly think about what she was doing. Jason hadn’t anticipated her action, and he felt himself let out a small laugh of surprise when he felt Marinette hug him, her face pressed into his leather jacket.

He couldn’t help but softly smile when he heard a muffled, “Thank you, Jason, for being here for me.”

In the night, we'll take a walk, it's nothing funny

Marinette heard a knock on her apartment window. She walked over and opened it to find Jason standing on her fire escape, giving her a sheepish smile.

“Jason, it's 2:00 a.m. and it isn’t even a patrol night? God damn it, Jason, I know that I don’t sleep at night, but what could you want right now?”

Jason’s smile grew brighter, “Want to get waffles and coffee?”

Marinette’s mood quickly changed, and she felt her lips quirk, “You want me to go out in the dark, all alone with you, to get waffles and coffee?”

“No funny business, just waffles and coffee.”

Marinette laughed before she quickly threw on a jacket and joined Jason on the fire escape, before descending down with him and beginning their moderate walk to a nearby café.

Just to talk

On the way, they talked about anything and everything. Books, fashion, superhero business, you name it. They were at peace.

Put your hand in mine

As they walked into the café, Jason noticed another man, who looked like he was in his early twenties, eyeing Marinette. He felt jealousy crawl up his spine, and he knew his eyes were flashing green at the moment.

Marinette had noticed, though she pretended not to. She also tried to pretend not to notice when Jason casually slipped his hand into her own, though she knew she was furiously blushing. Jason was flustered too, and she heard him stutter as he gave his order to a waitress.

For the rest of the night, their hands remained clasped. Tikki was giggling quietly from the inside of Marinette's purse.

You know that I want to be with you all the time

Though they never directly spoke about the hand holding, the two of them definitely gradually spent more time with each other.

They frequented various cafes and libraries and stores, in and out of costume. Someone once swore they saw the Red Hood and Ladybug at a movie theater throwing popcorn at each other. Everyone knew it was only a matter of time before they got together, and several bets were made.

You know that I won't stop until I make you mine

Flash forward a week, and Marinette has asked Jason out on a date. He says yes. They’re both bright red when they enter the café, and this time their hands are clasped from the moment they enter.

The same waitress recognizes them, and she asks who asked the other out. She quickly finds out that Marinette made the first move. When she goes back to her place behind the counter, Marinette and Jason see a coworker slide her twenty bucks. They laugh, and enjoy the rest of their date, content with each other’s serene presence.

Until I make you mine

After they leave the café, a strong gust of wind blows. Marinette slightly shivers under the bite of the wind, before she feels a large warmth envelope her. Jason’s leather jacket is draped over her shoulders, and the man in question is gazing at her lovingly.

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

“I thought you’d never ask,” she said before she reached up and pressed a warm kiss to his lips.

The End!

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kingmaker-a · 2 years

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Green Bottles | Yoohyeon x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of death, criminal murder and drugs. There are also several fight scenes.

Cast: Yoohyeon, Siyeon, Jiu, Dami and Gahyeon Mentioned: Sua and Handong

Genre: DC AU - Red Hood Reader X Super Girl Yoohyeon

Word Count: 4401

Average Read Time: 17 Minutes

The bass swells as you feel the club thrum to life around you.

You didn't want to be here.

Maybe before, when you were young, innocent and reckless. Now probably less so. Though, your reckless streak hadn't quite left. Your fingers trace the gun in your coat pocket.

You needed to reach security before you rotated towards VIP. A certain mob boss on your mind.

You move with grace among the shadows, with practised ease. Something that you were partially thankful for even before things went wrong.

A subtle knock on the door coaxes the security guard out of their stall and under your aim. "I don't wanna hurt you, but I will if I need to."

He nods slowly as you tape him to a nearby chair. Your eyes scan over the CCTV in the meantime.

You notice a familiar blonde approach the stage.

Canary, that no doubt complicates things. But you still had the element of surprise on your hand.

Siyeon was a long way from Star City. Mind you it had been years. You'd be the first one to point out how things could change.

You proceeded to turn off all the cameras on your route. Smashing in the controls just in case the guard got any wise ideas.

You throw a knife into a wall. "Wait about an hour, then free yourself. If you do so any earlier, I can't guarantee your safety."

He nods meekly through the binding.

You quickly pull a helmet over your domino mask. It was show time after all.

You quickly pull out your pistols, though you were gonna stick to the shadows. You did wanna avoid a confrontation with Siyeon, her sonic cry would be dangerous to deal with.

Yet you worried about revealing your identity.

You had a delicate dance to maintain if you wanted to avoid being detected by a superhuman. Though as she sang on stage, you knew you had leeway.

She was equally as passionate about singing as was about crime-fighting. A conversation you recalled in your younger years.

Her hair; a shroud of blue instead of the blonde it'd become. "I don't think I have what it takes to become a singer."

You simply laugh in response, a crackling howl left your lips. She looks at you in surprise. No doubt that concerned you disliked her dream.

"You're such a dork Siyeon," your voice barely cracks out among your laughter. "Only you'd think it'd be easier to be a crimefighter than a singer."

The would-be Canary chuckles in response.

"You have a beautiful voice Siyeon; I'm pretty sure the criminals that lose their hearing because of you even agree." A chuckle leaves your lips as she smiles. "If anything, I think it'd be harder to do both at the same time."

"Thanks, Robin."

That was your last conversation before everything went wrong.

Cold hard steel against the temple of your target. A deep inhale on the end of your gun.

"Well you're definitely not with the Bat," he sighs, cigar smoke leaving his mouth. He was oddly calm all things considered. He crosses his legs. "Can't be Gotham PD, you're too skilled. A Maroni family assassin?"

You pull back the hammer of your gun. "Think again Falcone."

He hums slightly. How you wish you could pull the trigger.

But not this time. "Ballsy, what do you want?"

"I want the names of all the major drug dealers in Gotham. Under your command and otherwise," you ask politely nudging his temple with your pistol.

"You can't be seriously thinking of killing them all. I don't doubt you could but it'll just make a power vacuum," he points out calmly.

"I'm not stupid, I'm planning a takeover." He didn't need to know the details.

"You know, assuming you don't kill me. I will get my territory back," he adds taking another puff from his cigar. "Hell, my son will try at the very least."

"By that point, the message will be sent."

"I'll make sure you get the info by daybreak if you survive." He points out, putting out his cigar. You couldn't help but cock an eyebrow as the door opened revealing a familiar face flanked by guards.

Ah, no wonder he'd been so calm. You weren't the only one seeking an audience with Falcone.

You couldn't pull the trigger, well you could but you'd gain nothing from that.

A sigh escapes Siyeon's lips. No doubt frustrated that she had to help the notorious crime boss.

You know it's coming before she even opens her mouth. Your hand quickly swatting your sonic dampener controls.

Not who you thought you'd cross paths with when you installed them.

It was time for a stress test.

You're expecting a shotgun blast of sonic energy, that's why you're surprised when you feel it hit you solely in the head.

You're left reeling even with dampeners your body briefly lifting off the ground as you land on your back.

A groan escapes your lips as you palm a grenade. Looks like you weren't the only one who had gotten stronger.

You weren't gonna win a prolonged fight against Siyeon. You reasoned that you could beat her in a physical fight but her Canary Cry made that next to impossible.

At least not without lethal force.

So that left subterfuge and quick action. You quickly toss your flashbang into the air, turning your head into the ground as it went off.

You quickly make your move as she stumbles. Using your leather jacket as a makeshift gag you throw it over her head. Quickly activating a smoke bomb in your pocket you make your escape.

You inspect the green bottle in your hand. A sigh escapes your lips as you take another swig.

"Yeah, that's not my favourite either," the bartender says a smile dancing across her face, her blonde hair reminding you of another friend from a past life.

Super Girl.

Otherwise known to you as Yoohyeon, despite her Kryptonian heritage she had a reckless streak mirroring your own. Though part of you wondered if it was just misplaced clumsiness.

"Yeah, it's the only brand I know. Me and my friends would steal what alcohol we could. It was usually that brand, even if we hated it."

A light chuckle escapes your lips, sweet memories.

"You mind if I give you some suggestions?" She offers, a small quirk of a smirk.

Were you getting hit on?

"Yeah, I guess? I am supposed to be celebrating a long week of work," you add.

"Sweet, my shift ends in twenty minutes, it'll be my shout."

It was only Tuesday, yet you'd already gotten the attention of the bat family.

A certain acrobat's escrima sticks clashed with your forearms, padding protecting you from any damage.

"You're not bad," she points out as you dodge her blows, your movements flowing like water.

There was a time where you looked up to her.

Instead, all you can do is frown, lucky that she can't see your expression. Your helmet shields your visage from view.

You pull out your knife, making sure to avoid any serious attacks on her. A part of you lamented having to fight her.

It was better that she was here; not struggling under the wreckage like your shared mentor.

"And I thought you were better Nightwing," your tone more venomous than you intended. It was weird using her codename.

She dodges your strikes, predictably so. All it would take was a flick of your wrist to graze her skin with your knife.

You hated your new thoughts. Your killer instinct.

While you're distracted by your thoughts you feel her escrima sticks catch you in the back of the head.

A dull blow.

Yet, you see the familiar smirk and part of you contemplates coming home.

It wouldn't be the same though.

You weren't the same.

Blood and death caked the hole where your innocence used to be.

You trip forward, stumbling slightly.

A ruse,

As she goes to follow up you perform a simple sweep. Knocking her off her feet, yet you notice something a miss.

It wasn't the way her escrima stick cackled with electricity, that was par for the course.

Predictable honestly.

It was the stray goon, Black Mask's no doubt. A gun brandished in hand aimed at the elder Robin.

You move without thinking, shielding her the best you can from the bullets.

A movement like that of ballet.

Yet your words echo through the air. "Get down Jiu," worry evident in your voice. A bullet cracks through your crimson visage exposing your domino mask.

She's protected in your arms. You install an insurance policy.

A gun rests in your hand as you fire a single shot in retaliation. You feel your gut sink slightly as you watch the bullet find purchase in the goon.

Their body fell, dead.

You didn't miss it after all. The family made you weaker, they made you question your new methods.

You wanted so desperately to drop the weapons, but you knew they'd never look at you the same.

You knew Jiu would try her best, but she'd treat you differently. You'd crossed a line forbidden by the Bat.

"Who are you?" her eyes flutter lightly, the crackle of electricity highlighted her beautiful eyes.

You hated this.

"Nothing but a killer," your hands grasp at the electricity, your battle suit redirects back into her.

Her body convulses into unconsciousness.

Regret still tinges the edge of your brain even as you clink your beer with the bartender.

God, you miss Yoohyeon, her smile would bring you out of the muck every time. It probably didn't help you had a huge crush on her when you were younger.

Granted, you hid it well,

You heard she was still in deep space; a mission given to her by big blue. Part of you suspected it was because of how close you were getting.

Little did any of you know that you'd die six months later.

You were past blaming the superheroes for not saving you in time. Instead, you'd grown to blame and disdain the moral fallacy of arresting villains.

When you should eliminate to prevent further innocent casualties.

"Penny for your thoughts?" She asks, sipping at her beer.

Did you want to express your moral quandaries with a stranger?

"Just thinking about the past. It's been a while since I was in Gotham."

She chuckles in response, a cute smile. "Most people try not to think about Gotham, let alone come back. Did you have family here or something?"

She was right.

"Yeah, we're kinda going through something, I'm mainly here for work." None of what you said was an outright lie.

"What happened?" she quirks an eyebrow.

You didn't have to be honest with her, yet you felt compelled. Maybe it was just all the baggage.

Death would do that.

You place your beer on the table. A sigh bubbles through your lips, your eyes shutter closed a soft crack escapes your lips as you being to speak.

"I don't think they'll accept who I've become," her hand grasps at yours.

Human contact, how long had it been? Your hands had only been used for violence. Warmth and kindness was such a foreign feeling. Your heart nearly jumped into your throat, yet you could feel the longing for more.

But you also felt the fear.

A strong smile crosses her face, yet you could tell they hid old wounds. "I've lost people in my life before. I've lost really good people. So I hate it when their families don't accept them," she smiles through her words, but you feel the sorrow like a knife in your heart.

Your grip tightens against hers.

Safety.

Who knew you could cut drug use among minors to zero? To be fair, you did offer to take a lower cut of all profits.

Well that and kill their bosses and threaten to kill any of them, should they sell to minors.

Though as you're patting yourself on the back, you hear the sound of a distant explosion.

Showtime.

Today you were gonna kill the man who murdered you.

However, things get slightly more complicated when you hear a Batarang arc overhead. A bullet from you stops it in its tracks.

You notice two figures and neither of them are who you expect them to be. You'd nearly mistaken them for Batman and Robin.

One, Batgirl but not one you'd known. This one had an outfit of all black and no opening in her cowl.

An intimidating sight for sure.

The other, your replacement her pink hair is abundant and bright. Yet her eyes scan you over methodically.

The detective.

You had to be careful, lest they overpower you and work out your identity. Luckily you knew neither of them personally. You had made sure to do your research on your replacement but the new batgirl remained a mystery to you.

She advanced quickly and quietly, not too unlike your shared mentor. Yet there was something else you noted. Her movements were similar to your recent training.

An assassin.

Judging from her movements this would be a difficult fight. You were just glad Sua wasn't with them. No doubt busy on Themscyria; you didn't want to deal with an Amazonian.

Her blows come at you like thunder. Your suit protected you from the brunt of it but you knew it'd still hurt come the morning.

Every time you'd adjust your guard in an attempt to gain some ground. You lost more, she could see your moves before you could make them.

An ability you'd seen twice before.

You block last minute in an attempt to grapple her. Something she sees coming.

Something you were hoping for as she dodges your grasp and backs away. You didn't need to see her expression to know she wasn't ready. A smoke bomb exiting your palm upon her retreat.

You knew she could still fight in the smoke, it merely just evened the playing field as you activated the thermal vision on your helmet.

Your strikes collided like thunder.

Even now you knew your victory would be hard-fought. At least in its current state. She was physically dampened, now it was time to attack her mental.

"You're getting slow Dami," you point out, your fist connecting with her midsection.

She doesn't deign you with a response. The confusion has the effect you want it to. Her guard slipped enough for you to hit her pressure points, she strikes with a Batarang scratching your helmet.

She falls nonetheless, her body paralyzed.

For now.

One down, one to go.

Yoohyeon thumbed a picture of you two, her last memento of your time shared. Anger, rage and grief still boiled in her veins.

She should've been there.

She should've saved you.

Now there was some vigilante; Red hood, on the path to kill Gotham's sickest lunatic.

She didn't know if she should save the Joker or fire the bullet herself. Though Jiu had requested her presence, no doubt to aid the Bat-family.

Red hood was giving them a considerable amount of trouble, which was no easy feat when dealing with one of them.

Yet alone all of them.

Why Jiu didn't request Handong instead perplexed her. After all, they shared the same powers.

She'd hung up her cape after she learnt of your death. She blamed herself for not being there, for listening to big blue and going out into space.

If only she had your rebellious streak. But she couldn't go against big blue like you would with The Bat.

The subtle hum of her communicator meant she was needed.

Your replacement still had much to learn, her body clattered to the floor unconscious.

Her staff made an excellent conductor after all. How was she supposed to know your suit could release an electric pulse? "Maybe next time little bird," you place her staff next to her.

You had no doubt that this was a distraction, giving Jiu precious time to save the Joker.

A ploy that would've worked if you didn't place a tracker on her during your last encounter.

You make haste across familiar rooftops. Jiu was faster than you, but you knew the streets like the back of your hand.

Shortcuts available only to a street kid.

You spot her on your horizon, the Joker bound and gagged. You shuddered at the manic look in his eyes. You fought back memories of your death at his hand.

You fire a shot, a warning for Jiu.

A promise to the Joker.

Yet before you can admire your tracking skills, you feel a Canary cry damage your helmet. Pain ripples through your head but you're mostly fine.

Your helmet however wouldn't be able to take many more of those.

Now wasn't the time for mucking around. You quickly grasp your other gun firing directly at Siyeon.

She'd be fine, after all, they were only rubber bullets. Her body quickly flows into cover.

However, as you return your focus towards Jiu and the Joker. You notice the former's absence. A Batarang sailing towards you, which you barely dodge.

You hear another Canary cry.

It would seem they had good teamwork. You actually began to wonder if the tricks you had left would work.

You quickly dodge out of the way of the Canary cry. Yet you feel an escrima stick in your back. Dull pain pervading through your spine.

You took a mental inventory of your supplies. You only had one flashbang left, a grapple hook and your helmet. A plan quickly formulates in your head.

Yet, you can feel your younger self disdain the thing you've become.

It mattered not.

Step one, flashbang Jiu. You catch one of Jiu's escrima sticks and reveal the prize in your other hand.

She isn't able to shield her eyes in time, instead aiming another strike to your helmet.

Pain ripples below your eye, you steel yourself aiming your gun down on Siyeon's position.

Shots fired at random intervals. A distraction, as you grapple up to her location.

You land with a thud, removing your helmet.

"Robin?" Siyeon says incredulously. You feared she would be able to recognise you even with the domino mask.

You point your gun at her. This was still hard, anguish gripped at your soul. This was a big line to cross.

"Not anymore," you move quickly placing your helmet on her head. A bomb was now strapped to her head. You reveal the remote in your hand. "I don't wanna kill you."

You see your reflection in the sheen of your damaged helmet. Bruises under your left eye.

What would the kid who died think of you now?

Would they celebrate your victory or be disgusted by you?

You didn't need to think of that right now

You aim your gun at the Joker, still bound as Jiu struggles to recover. "You don't have to do this," Siyeon pleads, her voice taunting you with the metallic rasp of your helmet.

"This is what Robin would've wanted," your finger tenses against the trigger. Is this who you wanted to become?

A moment of hesitation.

That was all Siyeon needed, knocking the control out of your hand. You feel her desperation as her cry shatters your helmet. The force sends you rippling backwards. You fight to stay stable, to stay on the rooftop.

Your gun slips out of hand, clattering to the floor. Yet, Siyeon is still lost in the moment, her cry pushing you too far as you slip off the rooftop.

Shock etched on her face as she watches. You see a blue blur in the background. But you assume it's just damage to your brain.

Knowing your life was about to end, you use your other gun. On instinct, your bullet finds its mark in the Joker's chest.

You'd crossed the line, both elation and regret fill your veins as you feel gravity take a hold of you.

You woke up in a deserted bar, a booth to yourself. The awful beer brand on the table. Ice packs nurse all your various wounds.

It didn't take a detective to work out you weren't dead. The question was how.

"You know I didn't expect you to be alive y/n," you hear a voice say. But you already knew who it was.

"I didn't realise you were back on earth Yoohyeon," you point out pressing an ice pack below your eye. "Let alone working at a bar."

She quirks a smile as she sits across from you. You see the way she scans over you, hoping she didn't miss any injuries. "I'm not made out of Porcelain you know."

More annoyance than venom.

"I just..." her voice soft, weak even. "I've already lost you once."

"Perks of dying once is that your body tends to try harder the second time around," you point out before grasping a beer in front of you.

While disgusting, you knew beer was what you needed right now. "I thought we both agreed this brand sucked." A sip of the beer is enough to remind you why.

She smiles, you almost forget about the last couple of days. "You did always have bad taste in beer."

"Hey!" You exclaim slamming a hand on the table. You wince slightly as pain courses through your body. You watch as Yoohyeon nearly jumps into action. Your held up hand prevents her. "I borrowed whatever beers I could to impress you."

A fact you hadn't told her. You realised this when she quirked her cheesy smirk.

"I didn't realise you had a crush on me when we were younger," she teased lightly. She grasps her own bottle.

Yeah sure only when you were younger.

You frown slightly, you were surprised she didn't treat you any different. A murderer like you didn't deserve such kindness.

"You could've stopped me," regret fills you instantly as the words hang in the air. A quick chug of your beer in hopes that'd it return your words.

It doesn't. Her own actions mirror yours, though you'd probably do the same if you got implicated in a murder you didn't commit.

She pauses as she settles her beer down. "You're right," she says softly. Her expression, serious.

Regret stings at your heart.

"I'm sorry..." You reach your hand out.

She doesn't reach her hand back. Another flow of beer against her lips. "I could've you're right. But I didn't. I heard the bullet before I saw you." A sip this time. "I really did think about saving him. Trust me I di-"

You reach across the table and even grasp her hand through the pain. "You don't need to explain yourself to me." Your voice, strong, a blanket of safety for her.

"But then I remember how he killed you. How I couldn't save you," her voice cracks as her eyes water. Her breathing was shaky at best. Your grip on her hand tightens.

You hadn't realised your death had affected her so bad.

"I figured being a little slower was the least I could do," she says her voice only a whisper.

"Here I was thinking I was quicker than a Kryptonian," you tease giving her nose a light tap.

A weak chuckle escapes her lips.

"How'd you end up working at a bar?" you quirk an eyebrow.

"...Oh that," she said looking away from you. You didn't expect her to get embarrassed about that of all things.

She finishes the dregs of her beer and starts a new one. You didn't realise it was gonna be one of those nights.

"Well, I sorta quit being a hero after I came back from space," you notice her evade the mention of your death. You decided not to pick at the wound.

Before you can follow up on that she asks her own question in turn. "It's not easy coming back to life, let alone doing that and fighting the Bat-Family."

A sigh escapes your lips. "I just received the same training that papa Bats got from the league of assassins. Turns out they learnt a couple of things since he left. That was after I took a dip in the Lazarus pit."

"That's where I met Dami actually," you add finishing off your own beer. Not that Dami paid much attention to you.

She hums in response, something else was on her mind. "I visit your grave every day you know," her voice weak again, a sore spot no doubt. "I talk about all kinds of things like you were still here."

Her words are a sore spot to you. Like you weren't here right in front of her. You chug your new beer to completion. "You mean if Robin was there," a small hint of venom in your voice.

Something that doesn't go unnoticed on her end. A brief look of regret. "Not the cold-blooded killer in front of you."

You relinquish your hand.

"That's not what I meant," she says softly. She takes a swig before reaching for your hand. "I missed you so much."

Your hand barely shifts out of the way.

You could feel how heartfelt her words truly were. Despite your early words you're tempted to kiss her.

But you know better.

"You missed who I was," a stab at her heart. But she'd be better off not sinking to your level. Anger itches at your veins to get your point across. "Before all the murder. The kid who was hopelessly in love with you."

You feel the rising tension as she swats the table to the side. Her anger mirroring yours.

"The kid, the person that I'm still hopelessly in love with," her voice radiates anger but they swell in your heart. Fear crosses her face from her sudden confession.

Even a Kryptonian is scared of rejection.

You want so desperately to hold her in your embrace and kiss her with your whole heart. "Yoohyeon we can't I crossed a lin-"

You're interrupted by her lips against yours, her body crashing against yours into a clumsy pile in the booth.

Her lips, sweet and tender against your own, numbing any pain you would've received. Your longing exploding into safety and intimacy. You both fight so desperately to be close, gasping desperately for air as she rests her forehead against yours.

"We crossed a line."

Author Notes: Alright I hope this didn't turn too much into an incomprehensible mess. I ended up getting too into the idea of Dreamcatcher as DC characters. Which meant I ended up writing way more fight scenes than I'd like.

Originally I only intended on focusing on Yoohyeon, but well I guess now there's an extra universe for requests.

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triptuckers · 3 years

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Two Homes (part 1/7) - Nikolai Lantsov

Request: nope! Pairing: Nikolai Lantsov x reader Summary: you live in Ketterdam, and your life is alright. things get excited however, when you receive royal mail Warnings: none Word count: 2K A/N: first time doing a (mini) series and I am ✨ nervous ✨ but this idea has been sitting in my drafts for too long and I can’t stop thinking about it. I’m planning on writing seven parts :) enjoy reading! PREVIOUS PART | NEXT PART TAG LIST: @godsofwriting @im-constantly-fangirling add yourself to my tag lists here

You would always be torn between leaving Ketterdam, and staying in the city. You have a good life, it’s comfortable. Given that your father is one of the wealthiest merchants of the city, you could basically get anything you wanted. You had more money than you could possibly spend in one lifetime.

But still, you weren’t happy. Your father may have a lot of kruge, he certainly didn’t have a heart of gold. All your life you’ve known him as a greedy, rude and unfair man. You’d give up all of your kruge in a blink of an eye if you could trade it for a different life.

Your friends didn’t understand. They told you to be grateful. That many would kill to live in a mansion like you do, and to have the amounts of money your family has. But you had learned wealth doesn’t always mean happiness.

For years, you watched as your father treated people like garbage, simply because they didn’t have enough money in his eyes. He’d blackmail people, or worse. You couldn’t stand it.

Which is why you decided to join the Dregs a couple of years ago. In secret, of course. Your father doesn’t know. You took every precaution necessary to prevent him from finding out. You’d rather not find out all the things he’d be capable of.

With the help of the Crows, you’d been stealing small bits of your father’s fortune. You either give it to the Dregs or transfer it to your own personal bank account, one your father didn’t have access to.

To keep your identity a secret, only a few Dregs know your true identity. You use a fake name and whenever you’re at the Crow Club or the Slat, you wear your hood pulled down as low as possible, hiding your face from curious eyes. All precautions because you know all too well what gang members would do with a rich merchant’s daughter.

You like hanging out at the Crow Club. Mostly because the Crows don’t treat you like a merchant’s daughter. They treat you like, well, Y/N. To them, you’re one of their own. And you’re glad they’re your friends.

The Crow Club is also a place where you can relax. At home, you’re always on your toes, keeping a close eye on your father. He had the annoying habit of marching into your room unannounced. When you told him you wanted a lock on your door, he merely laughed it away.

So, yes, you’d prefer the Crow Club full of thieves, gamblers and other criminals to the mansion you live in.

Of course, your father doesn’t know you spend most of your time at the Club. You take longer walks, you make sure you’re not followed, and conceal your face whenever you make your way to the Barrel.

Once inside the Club, you walk to your usual table, and there’d always be someone around to join you.

Right now, you’re sitting at the table with Nina and Jesper. Enjoying a drink and a game of cards. You’re happy to be amongst your friends, laughing at their jokes and beating them at cards.

You look up when you see a familiar redhead approach your table.

‘Hi Wylan!’ you say as you enthusiastically wave at him. Wylan smiles at you as he sits down next to Jesper. Jesper raises his hand at the bartender to order another round of drinks as Wylan shrugs off his coat.

‘I’ve got something for you.’ says Wylan, while looking at you.

You raise your eyebrows in question as you finish your drink. ‘Watch out, Jesper, I might steal your boyfriend.’ you chuckle.

‘Oh, no, you won’t.’ says Jesper, reaching out and pulling Wylan's chair closer to his own, making Wylan blush.

‘He’s going to ask me out on a date, I can see it on his face.’ you say, failing to keep a straight face.

‘What? No!’ says Wylan, looking from you to Jesper. ‘No, I’m not asking you out on a date, I’ve got a letter for you.’

You frown. ‘You’ve got a letter for me?’ you say. ‘Why wasn’t it just delivered to my house?’

‘I don’t know.’ says Wylan. ‘Someone stopped me in the street and told met to give it to you. They said it was urgent.’

‘How did they know you knew where to find me?’ you ask him as you take your new drink the bartender passes you.

Wylan shrugs. ‘I don’t know. She had a pretty heavy Ravkan accent, though. I tried to read the address to confirm it was yours, but I couldn't.’ he says. You notice a slight blush on his cheeks, but ignore it.

‘Is the letter from Ravka as well?’ you say.

‘I think so.’ says Wylan, finally pulling the letter out of his coat pocket. ‘I mean, it’s got a pretty distinctive seal on the back of it.’

Before you can ask him anything else, Jesper snatches the letter out of Wylan’s hand, looking at it.

‘Why would a Ravkan send you a letter?’ he chuckles, flipping the envelope around in his hands. When his eyes fall on the seal, they widen. ‘Correction.’ says Jesper, while looking at you. ‘Why would a Lantsov send you a letter?’

Now your eyes widen as well. ‘What?’ you say. ‘That has to be some kind of joke.’

You lean over the table and take the envelope out of Jesper’s hands. You take another sip of your drink as you look at the seal on the back of it. Indeed, the Lantsov double eagle is on it.

‘Nina.’ you say, turning to her next to you and handing her the envelope so she can look at it as well. ‘Do you have any idea as to why your king would send me a letter?’

Nina looks at the seal as well, running a finger over it. ‘I don’t know.’ she says. ‘But this looks like a legitimate seal, though. It’s on the ones I get as well. I don’t get a lot of them, but I do recognise that seal. This isn’t a fake.’

She hands it back to you and your flip it over in your hand. When you look up, you see all three of your friends looking at you.

‘Why would he send me a letter, though?’ you wonder out loud. ‘And how does he even know I exist? Or where to find me?’

‘Well, after all, you are a merchant’s daughter.’ says Jesper.

‘Shh!’ you quickly say. ‘We’re still in the Crow Club, Jes!’

Jesper quickly apologises, looking around to see if anyone heard him. But the people around you are too caught up in their own drinks and games to have heard anything you were saying.

‘But why would the king of Ravka keep track of Kerch merchants? He only approaches the merchant council for loans. And if he needs to contact them, he sends letters directly to the members of the council.’ you say.

‘Well, you won’t know until you open it.’ says Nina. ‘Besides, what’s the worst that could happen? He doesn’t even know you.’

‘You’ve got a point.’ you say. ‘And I can’t deny I'm curious.’

Slowly, you open the envelope, pulling out a short letter. You’re well aware of all of their eyes on you as you read the message.

“Dear miss Y/F/N Y/L/N,

My name is Nikolai Lantsov (as you probably would have guessed upon seeing the wax seal on the envelope), I’ll spare the ink and not name all of my titles. Though my triumvirate would like me to.

I am writing you to tell you I am hosting a ball, one week from now, at the Grand Palace in Os Alta, Ravka. You are hereby invited to attend said ball, at the end of which I will choose a bride.

I await your response, and I promise there will be good wine.

Yours sincerely,

King Nikolai Lantsov, of Ravka”

You read the letter over and over again, trying to get the words to sink in. Nikolai Lantsov himself wrote you an invitation. To a ball at the Grand Palace. And he’d choose a bride. Someone to be his queen.

You snort and throw the letter on the table.

‘Well, that was interesting to read.’ you say.

Jesper moves to pick up the letter, but Nina is faster. Wylan and Jesper lean in closer, and she softly reads the letter out loud. You see looks of surprise and confusion on their faces as Nina reads the letter.

When she’s done, they all look at you in confusion. You chuckle and take the letter from Nina’s hands, folding it and tucking it in your pocket.

‘Do you think I could sell this to the highest bidder?’ you say. ‘It’s got an authentic Lantsov signature on it.’

‘Why on earth would you do that?’ says Jesper.

You look at him. ‘You don’t seriously think I’ll go?’ you say.

‘Duh!’ says Jesper. ‘Why not? Y/N, this is a king. And he’s inviting you to a ball. You could become queen!’

‘I have no intention of becoming queen.’ you say, finishing your drink. ‘Besides, I don’t want to leave Ketterdam.’

‘I bet Os Alta is a whole lot nicer than Ketterdam, though.’ says Wylan.

‘And have a servant do every little thing for me? Eat the finest food all day every month? Go to balls and war meetings? No thank you.’ you say.

‘Why do you talk about it as if it’s a bad thing?’ says Wylan.

‘Because I told you, I have no intention of going to a ball and becoming queen. If you’re asking me, I think writing that letter was a waste of ink and paper.’ you tell them. ‘Besides, if he’s smart, he’s going to marry a Fjerdan or Shu princess to establish an alliance. Even if I wanted to go, there’s no way he’d pick an ordinary Kerch merchant’s daughter to be his queen.’

‘A word of advice?’ says Nina.

You look at her and motion for her to keep on talking.

‘I’ve met Nikolai several times. He’s a good man. Would it really be that bad to even attend? You’re not agreeing to marrying him, you’re just going to a ball. Why not give him a chance?’ she says.

‘Because I think balls are a waste of time. And money. And simply because I don’t want to play dress up and act like a perfect daughter.’ you say, getting up and putting on your coat.

‘At least think about it?’ says Nina.

‘For your sake, I will.’ you say. ‘I’ll even pretend like I haven’t made my decision yet.’

‘It’ll be great for your reputation!’ says Jesper as you move through the crowd toward the door.

‘I’m not going to Os Alta!’ you yell at him over your shoulder. When you’re at the door, you wave goodbye at them and head outside. It’s a particular cold night, and you wrap your coat tighter around you and pull your hood further down.

Somehow the invitation feels like lead as it sits in your pocket. So Nikolai Lantsov himself invited you to the Grand Palace. Though you’re flattered, you’ve already made up your mind.

You’re not going to Os Alta. After all, what could be waiting for you there that you couldn’t find in Ketterdam? You’ve got very good friends here, plenty of kruge, and you live in a mansion.

Surely Os Alta couldn’t offer you more than that?

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Maybe? | Jealous!Gojo Satoru x GN!Reader | Oneshot

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Flavour: Fluff ☁️

Reader: Gender Neutral!

Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: After Gojo is targeted by a group of curses and is adviced to lay low, he's forced to stay away from you. Though your relationship lacks a clear label, seeing you close to another guy from afar makes the sorcerer resort to an unexpected visit.

Warnings: Slight mention of hookups, but nothing more than a makeout happens in the one shot itself!

Meanings: (y/n) = your name, (n/n) = nickname

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A sigh escaped your lips as you checked your phone, turning the screen off as the excitement of a possible message from Gojo dissipated as quickly as it came. Though you two weren't officially dating, you definitely had had something going on for awhile; from weekly hangouts (that in reality were nameless dates or hookups) to the constant chatting on the phone or work visits, things were going great as you got closer to the charismatic yet mysterious man.

Or at least, that was the case until nearly a month ago, when Gojo vanished from your life from one day to the next. Fighting your fear of appearing clingy, you had let him be, assuming it probably had to do with his work he never talked to you about. Growing worried, you messaged him a couples weeks in but to no avail, and since the work visits and encounters with Gojo had stopped abruptly, you hadn’t heard from him again.

Though you didn't let it show, you couldn't help to feel dissapointed, thinking that he probably just got bored and ghosted you. You shook your head to get out of the trance you were in, focusing on the screen of your laptop and letting your thoughts drown in the sounds of the busy café you were at. Little did you know that the very guy you thought now hated your guts was sitting at a secretive corner of the same café, watching from a distance.

Gojo didn't usually listen to Nanami, but for once he did agree that with a group of organized curses after him, being near anyone he cared for would only put them at risk. So although he wanted to see you, he resigned himself to watch from afar, praying that you didn't get over waiting and decided to move on from whatever it was that you two had.

Almost as if on cue, the sound of you giggling suddenly made him become alert, poking his head out from behind the newspaper he was holding up so fast that his glasses nearly fell off. There was no confusing it, that was your angelical, unique laugh, but who was the source of it?

Sitting at your table you smiled happily as you chatted with the waiter who had brought your order. Gojo, who was in the dark as to what it was you were so excitedly talking about, wasn't at all happy with the interaction once he saw it wasn’t precisely profesional. His jaw was clenching and blue eyes narrowed at the sight of the guy very clearly blushing as you looked up at him with those sparkly eyes of yours, laughing carelessly. He cursed under his breath, this spionage was just supposed to be a checkup on you, but now he felt like it was his mission to not let anyone get between you two.

A few hours later, he huffed as he declared the mission unsuccesful. After all, there wasn’t much he could do that wouldn’t betray his identity, so he just had to resign himself to watching you two chat and exchange numbers before you left for your apartment. Though in reality you were doing it just get Gojo out of your mind, he had no idea, so he proceeded to put plan B in action.

That night had started like any other, you were just sitting on your bed in a comfy shirt and sweats while you watched a show on your laptop, when a tap from your window made you look up. The first sensation you felt was fear, as there were fire escape stairs right outside your window and you were constantly concerned about the idea of someone climbing up to rob you.

Another tap woke you from your trance as you stood up and grabbed a shoe to throw at the possible intruder, not really knowing what else to do as you walked up to the curtain and slightly moved it to the side. “Gojo?” you said confused as the white haired man stood outside your window with a hood on, smiling ecstatically and waving (he was lucky his unique hair and eyes were distinguishable even with a hood on and the dim lighting from your room).

“Hey (y/n)! Can I come in?” You heard his voice through the glass as he pointed towards the locked handle. Suddenly feeling tongue tied you opened the window and he climbed inside, taking the hood off as you closed it after him. “It’s good to see ya,” he said with a smile. Was he seriously going to pretend he didn’t just ghost you for a month and then visited you at 1 in the morning by climbing up the fire escape?

“I have to say I’m kind of surprised,” you said at a lack of better words, scratching your neck awkwardly as he looked down at you with curious eyes, how could he not get it? “I thought you had ghosted me if I’m being honest.”

“What?! Never! You know I care about you,” he said dramatically as you just pinched your nose in response. “Gojo, you literally disappeared for a month and then come visit me in the middle of the night,” you explained what you already thought was obvious, earning a sigh from the guy in question as he deflated his chest. “I’m not stupid you know? Just, tell me what’s going on,” you stated sincerely as you looked up at his impossibly blue eyes.

That was the first time you had seen Gojo look serious as he scanned your face, thinking of a way to formulate everything so you’d take him seriously. “It’s a long story, but if you’re down to hear it,” he started, quirking his brow up at you. “I’ll get us some snacks then,” was all you replied before he followed you to out of your room.

Two hours later, you just blinked at Gojo who sat beside you on your couch as you faced each other, an empty bag of candy on your lap. He had been careful to go into enough detail so you know he was for real, but had left out the supernatural part for now since he didn’t want to scare you just yet. So for now he was a cop going undercover because a band of criminals was after him, hence his secretive and odd behaviour. “I swear to god if this is just an elaborate lie,” you said as you pointed your finger at his face as menacingly as you could, trying to hide the geniune relief and happiness you felt knowing he was still into you.

“When have I ever lied to you?” he asked as he grabbed your hand from in front of his face and rubbed circles into the back of it as he placed it between you two. He was desperate to be back on your good side, you knew him well enough to tell just from the look in his eyes. You let out the sigh you had been holding in as you look over at the clock by the table, his gaze following yours as he awaited your reply.

“It’s gotten late, I guess you can stay over if you want,” you said as you try to contain the smile that was tugging at the corners of your mouth. “Thank you!” he exclaimed, happy about having recieved a second chance as he launched himself at you from across the sofa and started peppering kisses all over your face and neck. You giggled in response, finally relaxing as you let yourself smile, unknowingly motivating Gojo as he thought back at the café from earlier, his hands becoming hungrier as he tried to touch every inch of your body and pulled you closer to him.

“I missed your laugh so much, you have no idea,” he said slightly breathless between kisses as he trapped your waist between his arms, finally kissing your lips where you felt his smile, “I missed all of you actually.”

“I missed you too, ya big goofball,” you said earning a chuckle from the guy as you ran your fingers through his soft locks, pulling him in to a deep kiss. When you finally pulled away for air, him practically on top of you as you laid back against the cushions of the sofa, he started lowering himself down again. “See? You don’t need to flirt with random waiters who hit on you, I’m more than enough,” he said barely above a whisper, probably too caught up in a state of bliss to realize he had said it out loud.

You placed your hand in his collarbone, holding him back as he raised an eyebrow at you in confusion. That’s when it hit you; “you mean the guy from the café?” you asked, making Gojo snap out of it as his eyes became wide as saucers, trying to recall if he had in fact said his thoughts outloud. “I- um- well,” he stumbled over his words as you couldn’t contain the amused expression on your face, this was probably the first time you had caught Gojo offguard.

“Satoru, where you spying on me?”

“(n/n) will you be my s/o?”

“wHA- Don’t change the subject! I asked first,” you exclaimed at his diversion as your face erupted in a dark blush, slightly darker than the one that appeared on the pale man’s face when he had been caught red handed.

“And I asked second!”

“I swear to god...”

“Ok but only because I wanted to see you! Please, I’m not a creep or a pervert, I just wanted to check on you and see if you were doing alright!”

Why did he even bring it up again? Wait, was he...

“Hold on, did you do all of this because you were jealous?”

“...”

“Satoru,” you said in a warning tone as he sat back up, you doing the same.

“Ok, maybe I was jealous, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t mean everything I did or say! I just, realized I needed you. So yeah, he was a factor in my decision to come see you, just one though.”

“Aww so you were jealous,” you teased him as you poked his cheek, earning an eye roll from the blushing man. “I mean if you wanna ‘aw’ just because of that first part go off, I guess,” he said pouting as your smile just widened.

“Well, if you still want my answer to your question; yes,” you said as you nervously looked anywhere but at him. “Huh?” That was his only response, and when you turned to him all you saw was him looking at you with clueless eyes.

“Oh, as in- So this means we’re official?” His face lit up the second he realized, putting his hands on your thighs as he brought you closer to him. “I mean, if you agre-”

You were cut off by his lips passionately and roughly pressing against yours, quite literally taking your breath away. Giving in to his excitement you let him pull you into his lap, straddling his waist as his hands found the small of your back.

“So I’m assuming, you’ll tell people who hit on you you’re taken now,” he stated once you broke apart for air, his forehead resting against yours.

“Satoru!”

After that night, his random visits became usual. You had no problem with his secretive behaviour and neither did he with you being out in the world being hit on by whoever, because you had each other.

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A/N: Thank you so much for reading this, hope you like it! I just need some goofy Gojo fluff with everything that’s going down in JJK these past few episodes! I would really appreciate it if you followed, noted/liked this or maybe even requested something if you enjoy my writing, so feel free to do so <3

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