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#young justice icicle jr x reader
lazypanartist · 1 year
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Quick!
Icicle Jr Dating an Alternative Reader HCs
I'll try not to specify subculture, but I'm punk so it probably seeped in
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LOVES helping you pick outfits!
If you're like me tho, that's p much just.
Reach into drawer for shirt.
Reach into drawer for pants.
Reach into drawer for socks.
Grab same 12 accessories to wear for the day
But he's super into helping you get ready
Esp if you have anything ice themed
Let's be real, he'll buy/steal/make you SOMETHING icy-spikey
Might paint studs and spikes blue lmao
Might not get your music all the way
But totally gets the whole rebellion aspect
(He might have been under tight watch from his father, but after season 1, he's Out™ without him)
Might try to do his makeup to match yours
Thick wings?
He might cover his whole eyelid
(and then need help getting them un-stuck)
Graphic liner?
Same thing
Pouts until you do it for him
Gets tons of ice-themed makeup pallets around winter, then gives them to you throughout the year just so you'll be wearing "his colors"
If you're more crust leaning, he'll totally get a jacket to match
Will probably get a motorcycle for the sole purpose of having a badass aesthetic
Can sit and watch you DIY clothes and accessories for HOURS
He'll make sure you ALWAYS have materials
Especially if they're stolen
Screw capitalism
Might ask you for sewing tips
He'll say it's in case he messes his costume up badly
But you Know
You Know
More obvious when his civies have poorly seen patches covering the knees 🩵
I firmly believe he can't craft for shit
But he LOVES to anyways
Especially if it's with you
And for Rebellion™
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rose-of-many-colors · 10 months
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Icicle Jr: Have you ever been arrested?
Y/N: Yes
Icicle Jr: I was going say 'Because It's illegal for you to be this hot' but now I'm curious
Y/N: Aggravated assault
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(Name): *seductively takes off glasses*
(Name): Wow...
Icicle Jr: *blushing* Haha... what?
(Name): You're really fucking blurry.
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thegremlininlove · 2 years
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Icicle Jr: Helpful grammar tip: farther is for physical distance, further is for metaphorical distance, and father is for emotional distance!
(Name): Who hurt you?
Icicle Jr: My father, didn't you hear?
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The World Was Wide Enough
Cameron Mahkent x gn reader (established relationship)
almost 1k words
warnings: maybe language and humor
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You fell from your place floating in the air, exhaustion creeping over you. Stabilizing the reactor had taken all of your energy albeit  your earlier concern was most certainly being made valid. You felt like you could sleep for weeks. A throbbing ringing filled your ears as the world became spotted. Your feet couldn’t find the ground, contact was imposible considering your position. Within an instant you knew you would be blacking out, you only hoped there would be someone to catch you.
“I swear to God, Luther and Thawne better be ready the next time I see them. Mage could have died from that.” Your eyes remained shut, as you held onto every word surrounding you.
“It wasn't on purpose,” the voice of the one and only Psimon filled your ears.
“Yea, Junior, them doing that just thickened up their skin. They’ll be more ready the next time,” the eldest Terror Twin said. His counterpart hummed in agreement in the background.
“How about we just let them rest,” Devistation offered to the group, “Icicle, you can shut off the lights and shit. We have things we need to do.”
Cameron grumbled as the others chuckled, walking out of the room. The sound of the heart monitor you were attached to beeped to your right. Slowly you opened your eyes after the ice meta turned off the overhead light. The lamp at your bedside remained on and you glanced across the room to the last member of your messy, unagreeable team. 
“Yeah, if Reverse shows his face any time soon I’m going to pin him in the air and leave him there so he can’t phase himself free,” you said from the medical bed you were laying on.
Cameron’s head turned quickly, looking over you once, and then he bounded across the room. He swiftly lifted you up and into his arms. The embrace was cool and kind as you returned the sentiment engulfing his body with yours. 
“You scared the shit out of me, babe,” Cameron pulled back to look at you.
“Yeah, well someone has to keep you on your toes,” you smiled back at him. Cool lips pressed against your own softly and sweetly. His hand traced your cheek carefully, still worried that you would fall away again. You pulled back just enough so that your foreheads touched as you nuzzled into his space.
“I think I’m kept on my toes enough,” he said in response as you hummed at his answer, taking in his presence.
“Maybe I just thought we needed something exciting to happen. However, I was not expecting that much kickback,” you chuckled lightheartedly.
“Why would you want to put yourself through something like that?” Cam asked. “I know you didn’t think it would go well and warned them that they were underestimating the job. You could have said no,” he whispered. His eyes were sad as he stared into yours waiting for an answer. 
You brought your own hand up to his cheek. “Because I knew I’d be okay. Sure, in the moment I wasn’t fine, but I’m alright now, C. This is what we do. This is our responsibility-“
“I don’t want that responsibility. If you’re going to get hurt or pass out from shit then you shouldn’t do it and no one should fucking expect you to. I want you to be safe.” His hands grasped the one at your side.
“Cam, this job we do, it will never be safe, for either of us,” you said calmly, trying to cool the always cold criminal off.
“Then…” Cameron said, his eyes up at the ceiling as he bit his lip in concentration.
“Then?” you prompted softly, awaiting his answer. As his thoughts continued to race you patted his hair and left a gentle kiss on his temple.
“Why don’t we leave?” he asked, finally returning his gaze to you.
“Why don’t we leave?” you repeated. Your brow furrowed in confusion.
“Yeah, we can just go. The world is our oyster,” he said giddily, grabbing your hands in his, “we could run away together. We could, we could, elope!”
“Cameron, babe, I love you. But do you even know what that word means?” you questioned gently.
“Yeah, we leave everything behind and run off into the sunset free from our responsibilities,” he replied innocently with anticipation. His eyes were wide and shined brightly for your response.
“Look, Cam, I’m-I’m all for leaving if you want to leave. I’d follow you to the end of the world. However, I still don’t think you completely understand the connotation of that word,” you admitted.
“Yeah, yeah, look, we can travel the whole world together. Hang out in the Caribbean, tour Europe together, visit Italy, and travel through Rome. Trust me, I’ll make that honeymoon worth your while,” he grinned smugly, sending you a wink.
You slapped his arm jokingly with a roll of your eyes as he feigned injury, “Dick.”
“That’s what I was implying, babe,” he smirked.
“Well,” you chuckled, dancing your hand up his arm finger by finger, tracing all the way up to his shoulder, “if you promise to take me to Europe, you won’t have to wait for the honeymoon.”
Cameron’s eyes widened as he shot up from his spot beside you, “okay, let’s go. Time to get a move on, up and out of bed, babe.”
You smiled at his antics, kicking your legs over the medical bed and rose from your place. Your hands easily found his, pulling him back in. The smile on your face held affection as the look in your eyes contained excitement for the future and comfort in what was to come. You brought him closer, reattaching your lips, looking forward to the rest of your life beside him.
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randoimago · 11 months
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Can I make a request for Icicle Jr. with a S/O whose a vampire
With a Vampire S/O
Fandom: Young Justice
Character(s): Icicle Jr.
Type of Request: Headcanons
Note(s): You got it!
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Icicle Jr
He makes "Bite Me" jokes. Honestly, he'd make other vampire jokes too. He doesn't try to offend with the jokes, but the stereotypes do get a bit old.
Probably does ask a billion questions too since he's interested. Like do you have to have permission to enter someone's home? Or is garlic really like poison cause he loves garlic bread but also likes the idea of kissing so...
Uses you being a vampire to threaten people. Obviously he doesn't say it to threaten your identity. It's more if someone is teasing him and he'll tell them, "Watch it, my S/O will eat you." (which if you're from Gotham then hey, you're like 1/20 of things that would eat someone there.)
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psychostxr · 2 years
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𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐡𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭 | married
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PAIRING. cameron mahkent x female! reader
WORD COUNT. 0.3k
WARNINGS. none
NOTES. a small drabble inspired by season four’s end credit scene
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"Get ready, everyone!" Lucas yells, gaining the wedding reception's attention. "The bride is about to throw the bouquet!"
M'gann stands at the center of the dance floor, holding her red and white bouquet.
You watch as Zatanna, Raquel, M'ree, and Donna walk towards the center of the dance floor, whispering among one another excitedly. Even a few of the younger girls join the bouquet toss.
"What's everyone gathering around for?" your boyfriend, Cameron, asks from beside you.
"Well, the bouquet toss is when the bride throws her flowers, and whoever catches the bouquet will be the next one to get married," you explain.
Cameron looks down at you like an excited puppy. "Can I join?"
"You can, but—"
"Yes!" Cameron's fists pump the air before rushing toward the other single ladies.
You shake your head, chuckling in amusement.
"Cameron knows he needs to be single to be with the others, right?" Artemis says, sitting in Cameron's chair.
"Let's just leave him," you say. "Cameron's never been to a wedding before, and I think it's sweet he wants to join in on the festivities. Especially since it's Conner's and M'gann's big day."
"One... Two... Three!"
M'gann throws the bouquet over her shoulder, and you watch as everyone desperately jumps to catch it.
Lucas announces, "And the lucky lady is..."
Now you know your boyfriend is tall, at least taller than the average male, but you didn't expect Cameron to grab the bouquet mid-air.
"Icicle Junior?"
Artemis burst into laughter, and so does the rest of the guests. Conner congratulates his friend, patting Cameron on the back while your boyfriend shows the bouquet off as if it were a trophy.
"Looks like you're next to get married," Artemis teases, nudging you playfully.
You stare at Cameron across the dance floor, catching his blue eyes looking back at you in bliss. He gestures to the bouquet before winking at you.
You lean into your chair, smiling to yourself. "I guess I am."
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goldenrayedlily · 2 years
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could i maybe request icicle jr x hero!reader where they have to keep their relationship a secret because the reader is on the team? sorry if that was confusing 😭
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icicle jr. — two can keep a secret.
©️goldenrayedlily 2022
babes i have got you + völva is a nordic version of a witch,, not what you’re thinking of 👩🏻‍💻 forgive me if it sucks, literally has been a while since i’ve written. also check out my new blog girlyghosty where i’ll be writing for telltale’s the walking dead only (if it doesn’t show let me know)
tw: cursing
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“völva!” aqualad’s voice rang out through your comm, your attention focusing on him as you muttered a spell underneath your breath. “capture icicle jr.! he’s escaping — we cannot let him go! he has information on the light!”
“of course.“ you nodded though he couldn’t see you.
so you began your chase after icicle jr., the boy sending icicle after icicle at you while you dodged. he laughed when he noticed how one of them sliced your open shoulder, causing a wound to appear and blood to spill out.
you couldn’t let that stop you. so after saying a quick healing spell you cornered the boy in a room, a panicked look on his face as he realized he had messed up when you blocked the door with some vines that broke through the floor. you took the comm out of your ear, turning it off.
icicle jr. watched with anxiety filing his body as you stepped forward, your hand raising in the air as he prepped himself for a fight. he knew about you. the light knew about you.
(y/n). also known as völva, a descendant of that norse goddess freya. a powerful witch, although with such power came such consequences. like the fact that you tend to have… questionable choices and emotions.
“you son of a bitch!” cameron winced with laughter as you smacked his shoulder. “you know how fucking hard and painful it is for me to do healing spells on myself! and you go and shoot me with an icicle!“
cameron kissed you with a smile on his face, his favorite way to shut you up when you began your scolding. you smiled into the kiss. he always did taste like peppermint, weirdly enough.
this relationship between you and cameron hasn’t been active for that long, only three months, but they were the best three months ever.
he treated you nice (nicer then most of the team treated you unfortunately) and he wanted nothing more to treat you to a real date, something that you’d like. he wants to show you off, to prove that he can score something so beautiful like you.
but he can’t. you can’t either.
he was a villain and you were a hero. two people on opposite sides of a battlefield. it was a secret that hurt you more then him.
“i’m willing to risk it.” you whispered, cameron almost didn’t hear it. “i feel so good when i’m with you.”
cameron couldn’t ask that of you. “i like our secret. makes me feel… special. ‘sides, not like it matters much.”
you didn’t know if he meant the relationship or the fact that you two were a secret. but it hurt when he said that. it hurt you and it hurt him. it did matter. it mattered when you came crying to him on how you get teased for ignoring advances, how you frown everytime you notice one of the girl’s getting dressed up for dates, how they’re spoiled by gifts or even acts of affection.
“okay.” and that broke your heart.
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evermoore580 · 2 years
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If I say I love you...
Icicle Jr.: If I say I love you, will you say it back?
Y/N: Yes.
Icicle Jr.: I love you.
Y/N: It back.
*Later*
Connor: Why is Icicle Jr. crying face-down on the floor?
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dccomicsimagines · 3 years
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I’m Rehabilitating Them - Young Justice Imagine
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Requested by Anon -  heyy i just wanted request a YJ team x reader where they face a villain that's the reader's ex? "YOU DATED A SUPER VILLAIN?!" "Hey I'm not proud of it either but we all make mistakes right?" also your imagines are awesome and give me a reason to wake up in the morning!! thanks a bunch! <3
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“So why did you call us all here, Dick?” You asked, crossing your arms as he flew the bioship toward some unknown destination. M’gann, Artemis, Conner, and Kaldur shared similar looks. Despite all going your separate ways after the defeat of Granny Goodness, you all responded to a call from Dick to help him with a mission. 
“I needed support and I thought I could bring the old team together.” Dick grinned sheepishly. “I mean Kaldur isn’t in charge of the league anymore, so I figured he could use some more practice.”
Kaldur snorted. You took a seat next to him before Dick knocked you down with his piloting skills. “That was kind of you, my friend,” Kaldur said, giving Dick a tolerating look. You nudged his side and rolled your eyes. 
“Oh really? What about the rest of us, Dick?” Artemis put her hands on her hips. “Are we out of practice too?” 
Dick mumbled something, avoiding her gaze. “He said he thought we could use some action,” Conner said. You laughed out loud. Dick glared at you dangerously. The others sent you suspicious looks.
“Get your mind out of the gutter, (Y/N),” Dick protested. 
“Remember the time when Batman was scolding us for making a giant mess in the cave and he looked at (Y/N), so they apologized and said we’ll keep our group orgies clean from now and on.” M’gann giggled madly. You laughed harder when you saw Kaldur’s face burn bright red. A glance back at Dick told you his face was almost as red as Kaldur’s.
“Yeah, they dragged me off and had Black Canary discuss safe sexual practices and inappropriate jokes.” You smiled when you caught Artemis and Conner chuckling along with you. “Good times.” 
Dick choked. “Do you know Batman interrogated me afterwards to make sure there wasn’t an orgy since all the cameras went down?” 
The laughter bubbled out of you. The others joined in, even Kaldur had a smile pulling at his lips. “I just hope the Outsiders don’t follow our example,” M’gann said, taking a deep breath to calm down. 
“Or particularly (Y/N)’s example,” Artemis retorted. Everyone laughed, even you. You wished Wally was here, he would have something to say about this conversation. Silence followed after the laughter stopped. You sensed everyone was thinking the same thing. 
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“Aquaman, can you give me a lift?” You asked, running toward him at breakneck speed. Kaldur turned, cupping his hands together and bending his knees. You stepped into his hands and he tossed you up into the air. Taking out your grapple gun, you fired it at the passing aerial drone and held on. 
Dick had received intel about a company selling exploding drones to terrorists. The old team entered the company to gather more intel and stop the production of the drones. However, as things always did with you all, things got out of hands and it was now a full out battle with drones and villains-for-hire.
Your grapple sank into the drone and you held on tight as it suddenly went upward, taking you far away from the ground below. “Oh dear,” you gasped, flicking your thumb to ascend your line up to the drone itself. You attached one of your sticky bombs to the drone before flipping off and free falling to the ground below. 
“(Y/N), you’re coming down fast. Do you need help?” M’gann’s voice filled your head. 
“Yes, that would be nice,” you laughed coolly into the mind link. The panic climbed inside of you as the ground got closer and closer. You swallowed hard. “Hurry up, M’gann.”
Suddenly, ice formed under you. You flipped around and slid down the ice slide until you were on the ground. Jumping to your feet, you skidded to a stop only to see your ex standing in front of you.
“Hey babe.” Cam, aka Icicle Jr., grinned at you and checking you over. “Luckily, I was here, huh?”
You frowned. “Hey Cam.” You crossed your arms, checking him out as well. “Are you seriously working for these guys?”
Cam growled. “Well, I got fired by Queen Bee. Have to make a living somewhere.” Ice cold hands rested onto your hips. You raised an eyebrow when Cam suddenly pulled you into his chest. “I missed you.”
“I didn’t miss the frostbite, that’s for sure.” Your voice deadpanned. Cam flinched.
“It was an accident, okay? I didn’t mean to freeze you down there.” You swore he blushed beneath his icy skin. 
Taking a step away from him, you kept your arms crossed. The cold bit into your waist. “Sure.” 
“What?!” You stiffened when you realized the fighting around you and Cam stopped. The team stood around you. Dick’s mouth was dropped open. Kaldur and Artemis stared at you with wide eyes. M’gann just smiled, all knowing as always while Conner shook his head. “You dated Icicle Jr.?!” Dick demanded, shaking himself out of the shock.
“I did.” You narrowed your eyes at Cam. He smiled at you sheepishly. “We all make mistakes at some point, don’t we? I mean I remember when you went through your discowing phase.”
The rest of the team chuckled. “Oh, I remember that.” Cam smirked at Dick. “With the v-neck and the collar.” 
Dick rolled his eyes. “Not the point.” He pointed between you and Cam. “What’s this?”
“Nothing, he’s my ex. I’m not proud of it.” You glared at Cam when you felt ice form on the ground around you. Your feet began to slide, bringing you back to him.
“Hey babe, we were great together. Remember how much steam we made?” Cam wrapped his arms around you again. 
A grunt escaped you. “Yeah, and I remember having frostbite on my...” Your sentence was cut off by the team’s laughter. 
“Come on, I got better control now.” Cam smirked at you again. You felt abdomen jolt at the sight. Oh no, he was pulling you in again. “Please?”
“Give him a chance, (Y/N),” Conner said. You looked at him only to see him smiling. 
“Thanks Superboy.” Cam winked back at Conner. 
You sighed, gathering your thoughts. “Fine, after the mission, you call me and we’ll start slow.” Cam’s smirk grew wider. “You’re lucky I already broke up with Abra Kadabra last week.” You poked his chest.
“You dated Abra Kadabra too?! (Y/N), stop dating super-villains!” Dick shouted, throwing his arms in the air. The rest of the team laughed again. Even you felt a smile pulling at your lips.
“Calm down, Nightwing. I’m rehabilitating them.” You kissed the corner of Cam’s mouth. “Get out of here and call me.” Cam whistled before running off into the darkness. You brushed off the frost he left on your suit and calmly walked back to the drone factory. “Shall we finish the mission?”
Artemis ran up to wrap an arm around your shoulders. “I can’t believe you.”
You shrugged, sharing a smile at her. “I love how I’m still driving him crazy even ten years later.” You glanced back at Dick to see him still staring at you with pure disbelief. Kaldur, Conner, and M’gann joined you. 
Dick stood there, shaking his head. “I swear you do this all on purpose just to get under my skin,” he mumbled to himself before jogging to catch up with the rest of you. 
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Way Too Much Love
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What happens when our lovely y/n gets paired with heroes and villains as her soulmates this is a soulmate AU where the name of your soulmates name gets tattooed on your wrist your soulmate also feels your pain now this is where everyone is your soulmate yes even the villains now reader will be bi because why not anyway let's start your adventure (below this is the list of your soulmates)
.Robin
.Superboy
.Kid Flash
.Aqualad
.Impulse
.Blue Beetle
.Brain Mackov
.Red Arrow
.Supergirl
.Artemis
.M'gann
.Zatanna
.Klarion
.Icicle Jr.
.Chasire
Can you guess what it’s like having names covering your whole right arm? No no you can't, that is why my grandmother told my mother to give me a different name and move away from town since I had too many soulmates and I was also a meta human like my father who left because as he quote on quote said “I am not ready for a child”. Now I am stuck with 15 soulmates and wings, yes nice big (f/c) wings. I now live in New York with all my soulmates. How do I know because there on the news both villains and heroes my mother cried so did I was so close to jumping off a bridge.
I also have to wear a special bracelet because one of my soulmates is the lord of chaos and he could possibly track me down so grandma gave me a bracelet that hides my existence from this lord of chaos. It also blocks the warm sensation you get when the name appears along with feelings so as kids I guess my soulmates never experienced it since the bracelet blocked it off.
It seems go was not on my side of course. When they got an interview they the reporter asked “hello do you mind if we can get the name of your soulmate thank god they refused or else I would be doomed. Thanks to my other name (o/n) I wasn’t exposed. Life was perfect so far I knew my soulmates but they didn’t which means I was left alone and could chill without being hunted down you know. Everything was good until that one fateful day where god was like “ok this girl needs her soulmates pronto” but I wasn't. I was better off without them, you could say.
I was walking home when mom told me she would be late so take a detour or just walk now I if you don’t know why she wants me to take a detour it’s simple todays my birthday and mom had a big surprise I wasn’ going to mess it up so I took a big detour I was now on a bridge the famous one that I can’t remember however I was stupid why didn’t I relise the bige was silent everyone was gone. I only realized when I heard screams I then finally looked up to see the young justice kids fighting The ice family (basically everyone who has ice powers) and cheshire crap like almost all my soulmates are here girl I gotta get tf outta here but before I could leave Mr. freeze shot ice at me and the bridge.
This broke both my bracelet and the bridge under me as I was falling now falling to my death. I was just frozen my wings. They just won’t open please, wings open I can’t leave mom. A scream was heard and I knew it was mine the next thing I knew I was……..
With our soulmates POV
Robin POV
I saw Freeze shot at a girl. I wanted to save her but ice was being shot at me. That's when both a warm sensation filled my body and fear that’s when it hit me. Wait, that girl is my…
Superboy POV
I heard a scream from a girl when I was hit with these weird feelings but I couldn’ tell what the first one was but the second one was fear. If I am feeling this this means that the girl is my…
Kid Flash POV
I saw the girl fall now I got to save but as I was running I was hit with a warm sensation. This means but before I could do anything else I felt fear wash over me making me speed up this girl is my…
Aqualad POV
I was fighting with Icicle Jr when his father Mr. Freeze shot at a girl making the bridge beak under her making her fall. I had to do something, wait these feelings. My king told me about them, this means that she is my…
Impulse POV
I was fighting with everyone when this girl fell or well more like Mr. shot at her and now she was falling to her death this is so not crash as I am running to help her I start feeling these feelings wait me wally have the same soulmate I know wally had them to because he was starting to speed up wait no way the girl is my…
Blue Beetle POV
I was flying around trying to help Artemis fight Cheshire when I started feeling this in my chest. I looked around and that’s when I saw her my…
Brain Mackov POV
I could feel my angry rise as the villains tautated me because I couldn't hit them. I was about to snap when a warm sensation filled my chest causing me to calm down. It actually felt good when I realized these feelings mean I am near my…
Red Arrow POV
Damned these villains ugh I can’t wait to get this over with. I thought as I shot more arrows that’s when I started feeling fear in my system. I wasn't scared but my soulmate is which means that scream that I just heard from the girl, that girl is my…
Supergirl POV
I was trying to land a punch on cheshire when A girl started falling after Mr. Freeze that jerk shot ice at her I was soon hit with a warm and fuzzy sensation that girl must be my…
Artemis POV
While Blue Beetle was helping me take down cheshire a girl started falling off the bridge for some reason I felt like I had to save her I didn’t want to since wally was already on it but when I started feeling like I was falling I knew what I had to do I had to save my...
M'gann POV
I was getting people off the bridge and to safety when I saw Mr. Freeze shot a girl making the bridge break under her. As soon as she started to fall I suddenly realized that the girl was my...
Zatanna POV
While casting a spell Mr. Freeze shot ice at her with his gun soon after feeling fear hit made me think wait this could mean that the girl is my…
Icicle Jr. POV
I was fighting off these damned heros when dad shot at some stupid bystander little did I know that was not just some bystander but that girl was my…
Chasire POV
I was fighting artemias when some bystander started falling off the bridge when I started feeling like I myself was falling meaning that is no bystander but my…
Klarion POV
I was in a meeting with the LIGHT petting Teekyl when a sudden feeling of pleasure ran down my spine I know what caused this these feelings the thing that was blocking the must have been broken or removed I quickly told the other LIGHT members I was leaving and teleported near this source of pleasure suddenly catching a really pretty girl this must be my…
SOULMATE
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lazypanartist · 1 year
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Chapter 3
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A Rose By Any Other Name
Would Feel As Frigid
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Warnings: mentions of violence, other questionable activities, theft, and the American school system
Notes: a little over half of you said to name Reader, so that's what we'll do!
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SO chapter 2 finished up the 1st Belle Reve visit. Here we're starting round 2!
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"And all you did was interview them."
Adam, our yearbook drag-along, seemed annoyed. "Some psych kids can only DREAM of seeing into thoughts of criminals like these!"
Rachel bumped her brother's shoulder, setting her lunch tray down next to his. "Big whoop. The staff, here AND at Belle Reve, don't want us to keep being delinquents or whatever."
"They're sick of us already," I offered. "Guards don't wanna see us, school doesn't want to deal with the fallout if we get arrested. And the inmates probably don't want us locked up with them, for the most part."
Adam scowled at me. Typical maneuver from him, really.
"Yeah? I'm sick of seeing you, too."
I smiled at him, watching as his scowl deepened.
"Feeling's mutual, A. Get any good pictures of Ray and Shimmer? Or did you get to everyone but me?"
"I'm getting student-inmate interactions next time. The guards gave me a small tour of the prison yesterday - it's massive!"
"No kidding.." My mind floated back to the giant gate we had gone in by. "Absolutely huge."
"Next visit's next Thursday." Rachel reached across her own tray, grabbing something off her brother's. He gave her a withering glare, but she only smirked in response.
Adam sighed, turning his attention back to me. "The guy in charge - Mister Strange, I think - said that you guys are doing something a little different next week. Apparently everyone's getting a guard this time around.. not just everyone but you."
"Huh." It was the only intelligent response I could find.
"Yeah," he filled in. "Must be bad if there aren't any exceptions."
I nodded. "What do you think it is? Pairing us off?"
He shrugged. "Good question. Whatever it is, it'll probably get into the school paper."
Rachel sighed. "So everyone knows how much trouble we're in?"
"Nope." Adam nudged his sister's arm gently. "Not if they don't already, of course. School's painting it as an excursion for the inmates to get outside interaction."
"Oh." Rachel perked up slightly. "Because they don't want to spoil their own name?"
"Probably." Adam shrugged. "If it was up to me, it'd be a chance for you guys to learn from your mistakes and see what you could become. Which it is, of course, but that's not what the school's saying."
"Right." I nodded. Rachel copied the action, grinning when our eyes met.
"Good thing, too," she giggled. "I'd hate to have everyone know my sins or whatever."
Adam rolled his eyes. "You were just dragged into it, Ray. You'll be fine."
"Yeah.." Rachel mumbled. All I could do was silently agree with her hesitation.
Cameron seemed excited the next time I went into the interview room. I noted in the back of my mind the lack of cuffs, and Bob stepping into the room behind me.
"Casey! Welcome back."
"You seem.. hyper?" I was wary, of course. He hadn't seemed this openly emotional the last visit, and the sudden presence of his demeanor..
His eyes widened, and he looked past me to the guard. "You didn't tell them?"
Bob huffed in what was probably contempt. "Nope. Get up." And with that he passed me, heading towards the door behind Junior.
I eyed the inmate questioningly, and he grinned.
"You're getting a tour! Of course you probably don't want to, but if you keep on your "current path" or whatever you're here for.." he trailed off with his air quotes before motioning for me to follow. Bob was holding the door open on the other side, a similar hallway to the civilian side laid out in front of me. I could see Lainey and Devastation, flanked by two guards, down the hall already.
"Psst."
She glanced back, and I waved. Lainey smiled, returning the gesture before rounding a corner I hadn't seen previously.
Oh.
"So, today's agenda." Junior slowed down, walking next to me in the hall. "Is of course, the tour. From what I hear of my dad's chat with the director, Strange, you're sticking with me all day." He put emphasis on the "all", dragging it out. "That means bunk check, lunch, rec time, everything."
"Fun," I offered. "So, like 60 days in without the jumpsuit."
"Exactly!" He grinned, nudging my arm. I could hear Bob huff in front of us, but he obviously wasn't bothered enough to react further.
We rounded the corner, passing through a door (Bob was behind us now, holding it open.)
I must have gasped. All I know for sure is that the size of the intake was massive - probably to contain some of the larger incoming inmates.
We ventured through a few more hallways, Junior talking the whole way. Things about "two inmates per room", "twenty rooms per side of the hallway", "two sides per hallway", and a few more things about the bunk check. Something about the lifting and shaking of mattresses and bedding to check for stashed contraband.
It's been a while, so I don't remember for sure. I wasn't listening much anyways, instead taking in the concrete surroundings.
It took a minute before I noticed that we weren't following Lindsay and Devastation anymore.
"Hey, Junior?"
His nose wrinkled. "Please, Cameron's fine."
"Sorry.. Cameron. Where'd the girls end up?"
"Oh!" He gestured towards our left. "They took the left hall in intake. Whole place's segregated by gender except intake, outgoing, and interviews. I don't know why we took the long way to bunks.." he glanced back at Bob, who merely huffed as his answer. Cameron turned back to me and shrugged before taking an abrupt right, down another hallway.
"And.. here!" He stepped into a cell, turning around and spreading his arms. "Ta-da!"
I glanced around. It was.. space. Four concrete walls, a metal bunk bed that looked older than Bob.. there wasn't much bedding either. A small toilet took its place in a far corner, a blanket strewn beside it.
"Huh."
He glanced behind me before chuckling, eyes falling slightly. "Yeah. It's not much, but until I'm 25, it's home."
My eyes widened. "Oh, wow."
He nodded before motioning me closer. I hesitated and he rolled his eyes.
"He can't check my bunk until one, you're out of the doorway." I stepped to the side, and Bob walked past me. "And two, my bunkmate's here."
I blinked before taking a step towards Cameron and the bunk. "Who's your bunkmate?"
"Oh, not a big name or anything." He smirked. "Just Mister Freeze."
I blinked. "Oh."
He looked quickly between Bob and I before rolling his eyes. "Oh, come ON! Do we even really have to wait for him?" When Bob didn't answer, he sighed. "He's still shadowing my dad! There's no way he'll get here in time for Case and I to finish the tour!"
Bob thought for a minute before huffing again, passing between Cameron and I. The other teen's eyes widened before meeting mine again, flashing a grin and thumbs-up as Bob struggled up the bunk's ladder.
We kept glancing between Bob and one another while we waited, Cameron offering a smile every time our eyes passed. I started returning them after the third.
Finally Bob came back down the ladder. I could hear footsteps coming down the hall as he painted quietly.. quite a few sets, actually.
"Congratulations, Junior." Cam's nose wrinkled again. "You're set. I'll walk you 'n Casey back t' the chow hall - if it 'as up to me, they'd fully integrate for the tour." He rolled his eyes before turning. "You two'll have plenty of supervision without me there too, but Director Strange made it clear that you," he turned momentarily from the door, pointing at Cameron, "should have another set of eyes on you."
Cameron chuckled. "Thanks for the vote of confidence."
"Like I said." Bob finally got the door back open - he must have jammed the lock - and started back down yet another hallway. "If it 'as my choice, they'd all be in suits with the same restrictions as you inmates. If the school's plan is to scare you kids straight, they need a better strategy!"
I sighed, rolling my eyes when Cameron shot me a confused look before smiling.
"Right. Guards want us here for real? Can't blame you."
I could tell that the previous day's sentiment was true - most people at Belle Reve were sick of us already. Cameron, though?
He offered me another smile in return, nudging my arm. "Please. It might actually be bearable if you stick around."
"For eight years?!" I laughed. "I don't think I'd make it!"
He shrugged. "Hey, if you and me stick together, you'll be okay."
I could tell, even back then, that he was right. Even if I didn't know what it was about..
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WHOOH finally finished this chapter! So much brain fog rn! Chapter 4 coming asap, love y'all, ciao!
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Y/N walking out the Door of Onslaught's hideout
Icicle Jr: Y/N, where are you going?
Y/N: To either get ice cream or commit a felony, I'll decide in the car
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(Name), when icicle Jr walks in: Oh, hey, I'm just making pizza.
(Name): *accidentally smacks tommy on the face with the baking sheet*
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(Name): Oh, here's some water.
Icicle Jr: Thanks, what's it for though?
(Name): Psimon says you get thirsty around me.
Icicle Jr: *Chokes on water*
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Cameron Mahkent/Icicle jr x reader (not particularly romantic)
I made this old of a quote generator really late at night. The quote was “You think I'm being paranoid but the truth is I'm worth a lot more to her dead than alive.”
I did not read this through so probable grammar mistakes and as always please do not copy my work, thanks! also may write a part two, but let me know if that interests you or not, bye!
aprox 1,000 words
warnings: knocked unconscious, chained, captured/kidnapped, I think that is it.
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“You think I'm being paranoid but the truth is I'm worth a lot more to her dead than alive,” you called out to the group of villains leaving you behind.
“Not you,” Psimon said, pushing back the ice villain and shutting the door.
The frosty metahuman huffed and crossed his arms with a pout on his face. The chains shackling you would typically be useless in holding you back, but the meta-blocking handcuffs were keeping your abilities at bay. 
“Did you not hear me? I said-”
“We know what you said, toots. Something about paranoia yada yada and death. We just don’t care,” the smirk on his face was sinister, but the emotion didn’t reach his eyes.
“Please, she will destroy everything. She can control the minds of men, you recognize that that includes you right?” you tried to reason with him.
“Just shut up already. Nobody here cares. Come on, babe, just sit pretty and stop complaining.”
“You will regret this. Do you have any idea who I am? This will mean war-” the air thicken as the crystalline ice flew past your head and into the wall behind you, strong enough to stick into the stone instead of shattering.
“I said shut up,” his annoyance was what you needed.
“Never in a million years,” you challenged.
“Ugh, do you ever just listen,” he flung another icicle your way, aiming just beneath the one he had previously thrown.
You moved slightly, jousting the chains enough to move your hands in front of the projectile. The icicle went straight through the middle of the cuffs, which immediately released your hands. The scrape of the metal against your skin hurt, but the slight blood from the trick was entirely worth it.
The chains around you no longer clutched to your body and instead, encompassed his figure. He lifted his hands to freeze the chains but you held out your own hands and kept him in place.
“What the hell?!” he shook trying to remove the chains unable to use his cyrokinises. You stood up from your place and walked past him to check the door. Peeking your head out you stared into the empty hallway. You closed the door again and moved to stand in front of the temporarily contained criminal.
“Hi there,” you smiled brightly at the man-boy in front of you, “I won’t waste time with all of my names and titles, but I desperately need to get out of this country, so all you need to know is that the League of Assassins, Lex Luther, Slade, and, including, but not limited to, Batman. Yes the Batman, will be looking for me. So I require some sort of radio or communicator, which I assume you have something like that, and if you don’t I know for certain you know who in your group would have access to one.”
“You think this can hold me?” he asked. With a chuckle you held up your hand and squeezed it, tightening the chains.
“Look, I don’t have to play nice. It’s just better for you if you cooperate. I’d hate to ruin that pretty little brain of yours,” you tapped his head.
“You think my brain is pretty?” he cooed.
“It looks fine, as nice as any other. But it would look better splattered against the floor with the rest of your body on the opposite side of the room,” you smiled.
“Uh- huh, uh yeah, yeah, last I checked Psimon um has a radio or something like that. I think,” he stuttered, trying to briskly wriggle free.
“Oh, sweetheart, nothing you do in here is going to help you with that,” you cradled his head in your hands, “see you in the real world, Cameron.”
Everything shifted. The chains that had once seemed to surround you both at some point were pushed aside. Cameron had no time to adjust to the changes before you hit him in the face. He staggered back holding his jaw. He looked up at you, freed from the chains he had let you out of without knowing. 
“How the hell? I never- my name- you!” his hands bolted toward you releasing ice without holding back. 
You moved easily, avoiding the blast. Gliding past the ice, you aimed at his knee with your foot. Cameron fell forward, kneeling before you. Your hand found his jaw and moved his head so he would look at you. 
“I’m not a person you can beat, Cameron. I can fight you here,” you extend your freed hand, gesturing to the room, “or I can fight you here,” you moved it to tap his head again. “I don’t want to be your enemy. But I can be if you make me. So choose, because I can either destroy you or beat you up a little. Your choice.”
“If I let you go, I’ll be done for.”
“Sweatheart, if you choose to fight me you’ll be worse than done for. Even Psimon should be afraid of me, is afraid of me. He just doesn’t know I’m me yet. So please reconsider fighting me. I don’t actually want to hurt you,” you offered mercy one last time.
“If- they’ll end me,” he cried out.
“Then join me,” you said extending your hand.
“Yeah, like a trust you,” he retreated from your touch and stood up from his crouched position.
“I’ve been in your head, Cameron. It isn’t hard for anyone with half a brain to recognize you don’t like it here as much as you say you do. You’re bored, tired, exhausted, over this. You can’t lie to me.”
“I- no.”
“Fine,” you said, “let me know if you change your mind.”
“I won-” you hit him one last time, knocking him out. You kneeled down beside him and placed your hands on his temples, passing on the psychic message, a way to find you if he wished. You stood up and left him there, escaping from those that had taken you, without suspicion that anything had even happened.
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