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Hello there, ‘tis I again! Soo happy you enjoyed the boxer!jason request!! I know, i love him too :)))

Today i bring forth another boxer!Jason ask, maybe you introduce him to your friends and they can’t see past the fact he kinda looks like a brute (even tho he’s such a big softie, i truly believe this man reads romeo and Juliet while waiting to get on the ring), and so at the end of the night he’s feeling insecure cause he could see how your friends looked at him and he starts wondering if they are right and you deserve someone who’s softer and more approachable. And obviously reader shows him just how amazing he is!!

Today i yearn for some good hurt/comfort, if you couldn’t tell lol

Hope you have fun writing this one!! Marvellous works 🩷🩷

Everything goes right before the two of you get there. Thats how Jason knows something is gonna go wrong at this hang out. You told him all week that if he felt like not going, you could cancel. But he didn't want it to seem like he was blowing your friends off. So he trudged through.

He trudged through and is sitting side by side with you in a booth. And three of your friends are crowded into the other side of it. They've had a couple of drinks before you came. You weren't really in the mood to play catch up so you stick to your one while Jason goes dry because he's driving.

They have conversations about the recent news, the latest gossip, and then they ask about your life. Particularly your life with Jason. You start gushing about him, as if he isn't there, and tell them about how you met and how he treats you.

"This guy? This six foot tall, three hundred pounded brick wall?" one of them asks.

You scoff, "How he looks has nothing to do with how he treats me."

"Yeah, but doesn't he-don't you box?" another one of them asks him.

Jason clears his throat and sits up straight. But you notice it. You notice how he is trying to make himself smaller. He did it at the very beginning of your relationship, to make you less scared. You talked to him about it when the two of you got closer, and you haven't seen him do it since. Until now.

"I'm a boxer, yes. But I don't bring any of that home with me." Jason answers.

"Isn't it hard though? When you're angry? I mean who's to say you won't-" the third friend starts.

Hell. This has to stop.

"Enough." you speak.

They all look at you, at a loss for words. While it's true the four of you grew up looking like people who were afraid to tell others no, and looked like doormats, you were far from that person. Those days are over.

"I'm not gonna let you speak to him like that. He has been nothing but kind and open with me, and not that it's any of your business, but he has never laid his hands on me, or raised his voice." you say.

Then you're getting up from the booth, holding your hand out for Jason. He looks between you and your friends and then he's getting up from his seat. He takes your hand in his.

"He's my boyfriend. I want him in my life and I wanna be a part of his. So either you get that or you get lost." You put finally.

You turn around and walk right out the door with Jason. Jason who hasn't said a word yet. Jason who is holding onto your hand in a way that tells you he's not completely paying attention.

When the two of you cross the threshold of the doors, you squeeze his hand.

"Baby?" you ask him.

Jason looks at you then. Like everything is coming back into focus for him. He has a sad smile on his face.

"I'm sorry." He says.

"Don't ever be sorry for being you. If my so called 'friends' couldn't see past what you look like and what you do for a living then they don't need to be my friends." you explain to him.

Jason shakes his head, "You've known them longer than me. It's not fair that-"

"Jason Todd, I am not willing to give you up. For anyone. Ever. You got that?"

Jason lets out a small sigh. "Okay."

You let go of his hand to hold out your arms. He pouts a bit before stepping closer to you and wrapping his arms around you completely. You nuzzle into him more.

"I'll spend the rest of my life proving it to you. I hope you know that." you add on.

"Yeah?" he asks.

"I swear it." you answer.

a/n: thank you so so much for sending this in! <333 I love some good hurt/comfort too!! I hope you like it!!

#dc x reader #Jason todd x reader #Jason todd imagine #Jason todd blurb #dc blurbs #dc #Jason todd #boxer!jason

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art by @BottlngSunshine

#art tag #woAH #holy shit #this is just everything to me

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More boxer!jason coming soon just got a delicious request and I’m gonna start typing TONIGHTTTTT

#yall really out do yourselves on this app #truly #you deserve a Pulitzer Prize for that anon!!!

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Bounded by blood and shadow (25)

azriel x magic!fem!reader

It’s a pretty normal day. You’re sitting in Cyril’s office, on his couch. Semaj is tucked into your side as you read over the letter sent to you by Helion. He is wishing you well and telling you all the gossip amongst other things about the blood benders in the Dawn Court. Apparently some of them have started dating fae. He tells you they are no doubt following in your footsteps. You laugh at that, trying not to move Semaj.

But a knock on the door does. Semaj picks his head up and looks sleepily around the room. You watch as Azriel peeks his head through the door. When he sees the both of you he smiles and enters the room. Semaj gets on his feet in a hurry.

“I was wondering where you were.” Azriel says.

“I was waiting for you to finish your duties so you could take me flying.” Semaj answers him.

You laugh at that, “And now I’m waiting for you to finish taking Semaj flying.”

Azriel glances over at Semaj, passes him a look. A look that Semaj seems to understand because he nods his head and scurries out of the office. You watch in amazement as he does. Azriel smiles.

“Suddenly I’m free.” He says.

You shake your head at his antics, “I could have waited.”

“My wife shouldn’t have to wait.”

You smile so hard it makes your cheeks hurt and your eyes squish from the movement of your cheeks. You’ll never get used to him saying that. And you’ll also never get tired of it. You open your arms wide. Azriel comes waltzing over and places himself inside your hold. He kneels down and lets his upper body fall into yours.

He feels warm, like he always does. He nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck. One of your arm wraps around his shoulder, careful not to touch his wings, and your other free hand tangles into his hair. Softly you scratch his scalp.

He hums in approval.

“I’m having Thesan over next week.” You say absentmindedly.

Azriel says something but you can’t hear it because he is speaking directly into your neck. You chuckle at the ticklish feeling of it. And you pull away from him a bit, which makes him groan. When he pulls back from you, it’s with a pout. A pout that you want to kiss. You peck his lips.

“What did you say?” You ask.

“I want to return to your room.” He says.

You bite back the smile, “You know it’s just as much your room too.”

“Okay. Our room.” He smiles back at you.

You can’t help to smile at that.

“Our room.” You reply.

Rhysand sends a letter that night. Addressed to you only. Which you find weird. Usually if he sends a note it had both yours and Azriel’s names on it. There’s nothing that you know that Azriel doesn’t know. You begin to wonder why Rhysand wants to keep him out of the loop. Well, you’ll have to figure it out now. You untangle yourself from Azriel’s body. Which means slowly detaching his arms and legs from yours. And then carefully leaning to the side of the bed where the note is perched on a nightstand. You take the paper between your fingers and open it. With sleep ridden eyes you read the words written on the pale yellow paper. Then you read it again, in shock. You can’t reply believe what he’s telling you. You can’t phantom it. You sit up a bit and read it again.

‘You’re expecting!’

Your confusion turns into a tornado. You know fae have excellent sensing abilities but…this could’t be true. You couldn’t be pregnant. You can’t be—you hadn’t gone that far with Azriel yet. It’s been a lot of heavy and hot touching. But that’s all. How could Rhysand be telling you you’re pregnant? And why not address his brother in the note?

Azriel calls your name and you look over at him. His arm is outstretched for you, but he’s got his back towards you.

No doubt he felt you were missing and woke up. But he was too lazy to move from his position. You scoot over and shimmy back into his hold. You place a light kiss on his shoulder. “I’m right here, go back to sleep.” You whisper.

“What does that say?”

Shadow singer. You forgot. He knows about the note.

He turns his whole body over. Now he’s facing you, and the note that is occupying your hands. You shift it so it’s in his line of sight. He seems to read over it once and then he’s sitting up completely. If only he knew you had the same reaction just a few moments ago.

“But we haven’t—“ he starts.

“I know! So what is he talking about?” You ask.

Azriel shakes his head, “I’m not sure, hold on.”

Azriel reaches over you into the nightstand drawer. His hand fishes around in there for a second before he’s pulling out a pen and some ink. You didn’t know he kept any of that inside this room, it really was his room. You had just said it earlier today because you wanted him to be comfortable but it seems like he was already making himself at home. Huh.

He uses your thigh as a makeshift surface and scribbles out a response. It feels light and ticklish. And then the note disappears. You’ll never get used to that either. You see him smiling at you from his position.

“Dirty minded.” You tease him.

He groans, his hand massaging your thigh a little.

The note reappears. Azriel shows it to you.

‘Pardon my wording. One of the blood benders is expecting a baby with a male from the night court.’

You sigh, “That’s what he meant.”

Azriel, “It’d be a little impossible for you to be holding my babe wouldn’t it?”

You reach up and cup his face with your hand. He nuzzles into your touch.

“Impossible, but I wouldn’t mind it someday.” You admit out loud.

Azriel’s eyebrows shoot up on his face, “You—that’s something you want? With me?”

You nod your head at his words.

“If it’s something you want with me, of course.” You add.

Azriel looks away for a moment. It makes you hesitate. Only for a second before you turn his face back with your hand. His eyes are watery now. Shiny and wet in the light that leaks in from the window. You’ve never seen him cry before. You cradle his face with both hands now.

“Azriel I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. I know that your upbringing was less than pleasant. If it’s not something you want, I won’t force you to—“

He cuts you off.

“No, I want it with you. I guess I just didn’t realize it. I had dreamt about it a couple of times now, but I thought it was just a fantasy. Something I couldn’t really have. I mean I didn’t know how you felt about it, and if we could even start our own family.” He says.

“I mean, Rhysand basically just confirmed it is possible.” You reply.

Azriel lets out a shaky laugh as the tears finally roll down his cheeks. You use your thumbs to wipe them away. Then you give him kisses on his cheeks. You can’t help it. He wraps his arms around your middle and pulls you down with him onto the bed. Legs tangling with each other.

A few years later, the whole inner circle takes you up on your offer to visit. And this time they plan to stay for a whole week. A week filed with fae in your home. Before all of this happened you would have spun out of your mind. But now you take it in stride. The rooms are made up and the chefs are on the clock.

And this week is special. It’s the blood moon. For the whole week once the sun sets, the moon turns red. And everything had a red tint to it. It used to happen only three times every five years. But for some reason it’s happening before the last blood moon which was just two years ago. When they finally arrive, you’re in the office finishing up some paperwork. You can hear Azriel greeting them all. You know how much good it does him to see him family here. Especially since he gave up his position as spymaster. You asked him about it the first couple of nights, if he regretted it, and If he wanted to ask for the position back. He never made you feel guilty about it—even though you knew you were the reason he gave it up.

The two of you moved passed that pretty quickly.

Now your’e here. Closing up a scroll and about to leave the office when light knocks come from the door. You figure it’s Semaj since the knocks aren’t that hard. So you invite him in.

But the door opes and it’s not him. In comes a bumbling Nyx. Every time you see him you remember that the war is over. That Feyre and Rhysand were able to have their little family and not have to worry about what type of world he was being brought into. Nyx runs up to you and wrap himself around your legs.

You reach down, “I’ve got a little bat in my office!”

“No, it’s me. Remember?” He asks you.

You laugh, “Of course I remember. How could I forget.” “I saw Semaj!” Nyx giggles.

“He was waiting for you to come visit.”

Nyx lets go of you legs for a moment. You watch as he steps towards you and loudly and clearly sniffs you. Your eyes widen. It reminds you of Semaj and what he did in the woods when he saw you and Azriel. Nyx can probably smell Azriel on you but can’t understand why since you’re not fae. He’s never asked why you look different. And he’s never made a comment on it. Maybe now is the moment.

He tilts his head to the side. Then he just smiles. It’s odd, but you find that children do have their odd moments. So you let it slide. Instead you pick him up and throw him over your shoulder.

“I’m taking you to your uncle Az.” You say. Nyx lets out a bulstering laugh.

As you walk out of the office, you find Azriel leaning against the wall behind the door. You walk up to him and give him a light pack on the lips. He rests his hand on the small of your back.

“I’ve got a baby bat problem.” You speak.

Azriel hums with a smile, “I think I can help with that.”

Azriel takes Nyx from off your shoulder and holds him upside down, from his feet. Typical behavior for him. You’ve seen him do this to the kids in the village. Nyx starts laughing again unable to control himself. It makes you and Azriel both laugh.

“Work done?” Azriel asks you.

You nod, “Yeah. I should be free—“ “Empress?” A voice calls from down the hall.

You look around Azriel to see one of your advisors, Kris. You give Azriel an apologetic look. He nods his head at you and you dash down the hall. If it ain’t one thing it’s another with this job. You just hope you won’t miss the festivities celebrating the blood moon.

Kris lets out a sigh and wishes you a good night. You were still on time to make it to the lantern ceremony if you hurried. You won’t have time to change. Your formal dress would have to do. You rush out the front doors of the palace and all the way to the village. If Kris saw you she would chastise you and tell you it is improper for the empress to run from her home into the village.

Thankfully Kris isn’t here.

You run and run until you get to the village entrance. In the past few years there have been upgrades that you are thankful for. And the other blood benders are entirely grateful for. Which includes the village having an actual entrance gate. You smile and quickly greet the people there until you see Azriel and Cassian at the center. Then you make a mad dash for them.

“Did I miss it?” You ask, a bit out of breath.

Azriel laughs, “It can’t start without you.”

You are taken a back. That’s true. You’re empress after all. You smooth down your dress and look around. You find Rhysand, Feyre and her sisters helping the children set their lanterns up. Amren is with Mor and Nyx getting settled into makeshift seats.

“I see your mate has been going soft on the training with you.” Cassian jokes.

You swat his shoulder, “I’m busy.”

Semaj comes bumbling up to you before anyone can say anything else. He’s no longer the little boy that barely reached four feet. He’s not a few inches shorter than you. He’ll soon be out on his own, going on adventures and getting into more trouble than ever before.

“Finally, we can get started!” He says excitedly.

He holds out a blade to you. You take it in your hands. Semaj grabs onto your shoulders and walks you over to the burning fire in the center of the village. A crowd circles around it and you. They were probably expecting you to say some nice words, talk about the politics or whatever. You weren’t prepared for any of that and you didn’t want to bore any of them.

It’s a beautiful night. Why waste it.

“I’ll keep it short, it’s a miracle we’re getting another blood moon so soon. Let’s enjoy it.” You say.

Semaj and Cassian start off the applause and everyone else joins in. You turn to the fire. You close your eyes and press the blade into your palm. In between even breaths you send the flowing blood into the fire.

“De dónde venimos y adónde regresamos.” You whisper.

You can hear it from behind you. The gasping and the aw’s coming from the crowd. You turn back around and look around. The lanterns are cherry red and are floating in the sky. You smile up at the sky. The lanterns are an offering to those no longer living amongst you. You remember the first time you lit a lantern. It was for your parents.

Now you light it for your whole family, including Cyril. It stings but it’s bittersweet.

You look down, back into the crowd and find him. Azriel. He’s looking at the lanterns in the sky. Amazement all of his face. You nudge through the crowd to get to him. When you do, you wrap your arms around his middle. He wraps his left arm around your shoulder and huddles in with you. You should bellowing at the lanterns but you can’t take your eyes off of him.

“It’s beautiful.” He says.

“Yeah.” You answer.

He looks down at you to find you already looking at him. And that familiar blush comes across the tops of his cheeks. You reach up and pinch one of them. He tries to bite one of your fingers but you pull it back. He holds out the ale that is in his other hand for you to take. As you’re about to reach for it, it disappears in a shadow of smoke. You look around, and so does Azriel.

Amren comes walking up to the two of you. A bold smirk on her face.

“I think you should lay off of that for a while, friend.” She says.

Your eyebrows hunch in the middle, “It’s just ale.”

“Give it a couple of months.” She adds.

Azriel goes still at that. And then so do you. What? She can’t be saying what you think she’s saying. There’s no way. How could she know? Besides the intense fae senses. How could she know but Azriel was standing right here next to you, he slept next to you last night like he had since you two confessed your feelings for each other.

“Nyx could smell it on you. You’re expecting.” She explains.

Azriel lets out a choked sound, you look at him. He has a boyish smile on his face. You can’t help the smile that grows on your lips. You bring your hand over your mouth in shock. Azriel’s arms snake around your sides and he’s lifting you off the ground. You latch onto his neck and squeal out. The two of you hadn’t been trying per say. But you had already had that conversation a year ago about being ready to start a family.

The war is over, and you finally feel at peace. What better time to start building a family with the love of your life, the fire of your blood.

“The world just got a bit brighter.” Amren says.

Azriel sets you down and you run over to engulf Amren in a hug too. She squeezes you tightly and laughs. When she lets go of you, you see the rest of the inner circle coming your way. Morrigan offers you a hug, and Feyre, Elain and Nesta congratulate you. Cassian and Rhysand practically dog pile on Azriel. You laugh at that. Semaj hugs you close and promises to be the best uncle / brother ever.

“I knew it.” You turn around and there Thesan is a few feet away in the crowd. You don’t even have to hesitate. You start running for him and he catches you in his arms. He spins you around.

“You’re going to be such a good mother. I know it.” He says.

You can’t help the tears the come down your face, you bury your head into his chest. He rubs your back up and down. It really is bittersweet. On the night you say goodbye to your family, you also say hello to your new family. You can feel your heart beating out of your chest for all the right reasons. You never thought you’d be here, where you are along with who you’re with. Nothing could prepare you for this life, but fate has a way of knocking you over the head. You were always on this path. You were bounded by blood and shadow.

#self reblog #Incase you missed it

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I’m new to bunny and bear so I haven’t read everything YET but I will! I just read the door one and I couldn’t get this idea out of my head. So like you know the street thing? the guy walks on the car side and the girl walks on the inside? Carmen definitely does that. At first bunny a little confused and just thinks Carmen likes walking on that side then one day she’s not paying attention and won’t move over while Carmen trying to squeeze in so he physically moves her and she’s like ???????? Anyways back to reading

"jeez–carmen," bunny huffs out with a tiny laugh. "like a fucking bumper car, what are you doing?"

the man only shrugs, tightening the hand that curves around yours.

"you're breaking the rule," carmen answers simply, feeling the way bunny stares at him as they continue their walk.

"what? what rule?"

"the sidewalk rule."

a scoff leaves bunny, who pauses her steps. it takes carmen less than half a second to do the same, eyes looking back at her with a line of worry in between them.

"what sidewalk rule, bear?"

"the one where you walk on the inside and i walk on the outside. that way, if a car comes flying off the street outta fucking nowhere, it'll hit me instead of you. or hit me first, at least."

bunny's face scrunches.

"what the fuck, carmen? i don't want you to get hit by a car," she pouts, and carmen smiles just a little.

"i didn't mean–"

"no. i'm not gonna let you get hit by a car. fuck that. if one of us has to get hit, it'll be me."

carmen's grin drops completely as bunny resumes her stroll, right on the edge of the curb. he watchs her for moment, stunned, before regaining the sense to follow after her.

"no fuckin' way, bunny," the chef mumbles, doing his best to drag bunny back over to the right side. "i'm gettin' hit by the car."

"no, carm. i'm getting hit. you got a restaraunt to run," she responds, pulling a scoff from carmen. "not gonna let you live syd hanging like that."

the two begin a small playful game of tugging, full of belly laughter and arguing. it ends when carmen traps bunny against the side of a brick wall, both their breaths a light pant as they giggle together.

carmen swallows bunny's gasp with a kiss. she nearly melts into him, hands dancing across the t-shirt that stretches over his warm chest. only pulling away when his lungs ache with an irritating burn, he brushes a light touch just under her chin.

"how 'bout we just keep an eye out for runaway cars," carmen questions in a mumble against bunny's mouth. he gifts her another kiss before continuing. "then nobody has to get hit, yeah?"

a slow nod from bunny, as she's still lost in a haze over the way his lips feel against hers. "deal."

#fic rec #the bear #carmy berzatto #Ahhhhhhhhhh #I swear this is so cute

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BARBIE (2023)

Margot Robbie as Barbie Director: Greta Gerwig

#barbie #<3333

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Bounded by blood and shadow (25)

azriel x magic!fem!reader

“I was wondering where you were.” Azriel says.

“I was waiting for you to finish your duties so you could take me flying.” Semaj answers him.

You laugh at that, “And now I’m waiting for you to finish taking Semaj flying.”

Azriel glances over at Semaj, passes him a look. A look that Semaj seems to understand because he nods his head and scurries out of the office. You watch in amazement as he does. Azriel smiles.

“Suddenly I’m free.” He says.

You shake your head at his antics, “I could have waited.”

“My wife shouldn’t have to wait.”

He hums in approval.

“I’m having Thesan over next week.” You say absentmindedly.

“What did you say?” You ask.

“I want to return to your room.” He says.

You bite back the smile, “You know it’s just as much your room too.”

“Okay. Our room.” He smiles back at you.

You can’t help to smile at that.

“Our room.” You reply.

‘You’re expecting!’

Azriel calls your name and you look over at him. His arm is outstretched for you, but he’s got his back towards you.

“What does that say?”

Shadow singer. You forgot. He knows about the note.

“But we haven’t—“ he starts.

“I know! So what is he talking about?” You ask.

Azriel shakes his head, “I’m not sure, hold on.”

“Dirty minded.” You tease him.

He groans, his hand massaging your thigh a little.

The note reappears. Azriel shows it to you.

‘Pardon my wording. One of the blood benders is expecting a baby with a male from the night court.’

You sigh, “That’s what he meant.”

Azriel, “It’d be a little impossible for you to be holding my babe wouldn’t it?”

You reach up and cup his face with your hand. He nuzzles into your touch.

“Impossible, but I wouldn’t mind it someday.” You admit out loud.

Azriel’s eyebrows shoot up on his face, “You—that’s something you want? With me?”

You nod your head at his words.

“If it’s something you want with me, of course.” You add.

“Azriel I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. I know that your upbringing was less than pleasant. If it’s not something you want, I won’t force you to—“

He cuts you off.

“I mean, Rhysand basically just confirmed it is possible.” You reply.

The two of you moved passed that pretty quickly.

Now your’e here. Closing up a scroll and about to leave the office when light knocks come from the door. You figure it’s Semaj since the knocks aren’t that hard. So you invite him in.

You reach down, “I’ve got a little bat in my office!”

“No, it’s me. Remember?” He asks you.

You laugh, “Of course I remember. How could I forget.” “I saw Semaj!” Nyx giggles.

“He was waiting for you to come visit.”

He tilts his head to the side. Then he just smiles. It’s odd, but you find that children do have their odd moments. So you let it slide. Instead you pick him up and throw him over your shoulder.

“I’m taking you to your uncle Az.” You say. Nyx lets out a bulstering laugh.

As you walk out of the office, you find Azriel leaning against the wall behind the door. You walk up to him and give him a light pack on the lips. He rests his hand on the small of your back.

“I’ve got a baby bat problem.” You speak.

Azriel hums with a smile, “I think I can help with that.”

“Work done?” Azriel asks you.

You nod, “Yeah. I should be free—“ “Empress?” A voice calls from down the hall.

Thankfully Kris isn’t here.

“Did I miss it?” You ask, a bit out of breath.

Azriel laughs, “It can’t start without you.”

“I see your mate has been going soft on the training with you.” Cassian jokes.

You swat his shoulder, “I’m busy.”

“Finally, we can get started!” He says excitedly.

It’s a beautiful night. Why waste it.

“I’ll keep it short, it’s a miracle we’re getting another blood moon so soon. Let’s enjoy it.” You say.

“De dónde venimos y adónde regresamos.” You whisper.

Now you light it for your whole family, including Cyril. It stings but it’s bittersweet.

“It’s beautiful.” He says.

“Yeah.” You answer.

Amren comes walking up to the two of you. A bold smirk on her face.

“I think you should lay off of that for a while, friend.” She says.

Your eyebrows hunch in the middle, “It’s just ale.”

“Give it a couple of months.” She adds.

“Nyx could smell it on you. You’re expecting.” She explains.

The war is over, and you finally feel at peace. What better time to start building a family with the love of your life, the fire of your blood.

“The world just got a bit brighter.” Amren says.

“I knew it.” You turn around and there Thesan is a few feet away in the crowd. You don’t even have to hesitate. You start running for him and he catches you in his arms. He spins you around.

“You’re going to be such a good mother. I know it.” He says.

#blood and shadow #acotar x reader #acotar imagine #acotar fic #acotar #azriel x reader #azriel fic #azriel imagine #azriel

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every single day i wake up and there's SOMETHING that has to be cleaned

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CROSSROADS (2002) Dir. Tamra Davis

#this is funny but also likeee #so real life #men do not like women #like do you hear yourself ????#I know it’s a movie but damn it’s reality too

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Jadson + Single mother =?

I love you muak Blessings

a/n: I always liked reading single parent au's but I never really did one before. this was a new thing for me I hope you like it!! <333

let's just clear it up, this isn't his first rodeo. He has ample amount of experience babysitting Lian. And he was around when Damian was little (not that either of them comment on it). He knows how to soothe a baby, he knows how to get a child to listen, and he most of all knows how to mix ice cream flavors and not get a tummy ache.

You're probably nervous to let Jason and your child meet, just because you know that if it's not positive then there really is no other thing to do than end the relationship.

So you hope that it goes well.

It goes more than well. It goes perfect and then some.

Jason is really good with kids. He has a lot of patience and knows how to speak to them. Can have a full on conversation with them and not get lost at all.

As far as things go, Jason and your child click like two peas in a pod. You don't worry about it.

Jason steps in when you need help. He sees that sometimes you spread yourself thin to give your child the world. So he offers to do the simple things like laundry, dishes, buying groceries, etc. Anything to just take some of the pressure off your back.

Jason also steps in when it's unexpected. If your child is ever being spoken down to by an adult or mistreated, they tell Jason first. he'll ask you straight up if you want him to handle it. Most times you just handle it on your own. But there have been a few times you let Jason take care of a problem or two.

Also Jason is part of the PTA. You never really had time when it was just you and your child on your own. But when Jason entered your lives, he wanted to help in anyway he could. And that meant soothing your fears about not fitting in with the other parents and guardians.

Jason is handing out cookies and cupcakes once a month along with the other parents on the curb of the school entrance. He's there with a school shirt and everything. He's not embarrassed either he loves this shit. (the school made maybe hundreds of dollars before Jason, while he's there they make thousands.)

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Omg, girl!! Im the one who requested the "enemies" to lovers with Jason Todd one, and GIRL. I loved it. Was better than i was expecting. Please, write part two!( kiss scene? Hehe)Or a whole Bible if you want. Honestly, i only said a "quick" one because i was trying to be polite, didn't want to push or anything lol.

Anyway, thank you for writing my request!!

thank you soo much!! <333 this is a second parter to this post, but it can be read as a stand alone. hope you enjoy it as much as I liked continuing it!!

The kiss happens in two parts. Not to say that you can carefully dissect it into two parts, but that the kiss almost happens once and then it finally does, kind of.

Once when the two of you are on mission. In a slimy dive bar in some redacted location. You've been following your mark all day and ended up here. He's slinging back cheap shots of an off brand liquor as you and Red watch from the roof of the place.

He's been followed all day and hasn't made you once, which is a good thing. Or a bad thing. So you and Red decide to switch it up. There was no need to drag it out any longer. You could confront him and get the info you needed.

That was the plan.

Until the two of you were about to corner your mark. You were waiting on the street and Red was on the other side of it. It was going well until all of a sudden he met up with a familiar face. Falcone. Red pulled off his side of the street quickly and met up with you.

He doesn't say much. He doesn't say anything at all as he takes your arm and drags you around the wall of a store. You have half the mind to question him but you don't. Until he starts taking off the bottom part of his mask.

You try to stop him, but he crowds into your space. He whispers a very clear apology for being too close to you. And then he explains that him being here, would be a dead give away to Falcone. He might blow up whatever plans he has.

Both of you can hear them walking your way. And the only thing you can think of is apologizing to Red before fitting his fcae right into your neck. In the darkness of the night no one can really see his helmet. Or both of your suits.

They walk by without any second thought to the two of you. And you wait about five seconds before telling Red he was okay to pick his head up from your neck.

The drive to he motel was awkward to say the least.

The second time is when you're in the middle of changing in said motel. It's the last night of the mission. You're just about ready to go home to your comfortable bed and front door that has more than one lock.

Red is in a room on this floor. But the two of you haven't run into each other outside of your masks. It's weird. Like weird as in, it probably should have happened by now, but it hasn't. You think to yourself maybe the universe isn't ready to answer that question yet.

With a towel wrapped around your body you're about to start changing into your sleep wear when you hear something odd. A pop coming from outside. Then another one.

You grab your firearm and go over to the door. You look through the peep hole and see nothing. But you know you heard something. So you open the door , just to peek your head out. And at the right time too.

All of a sudden you see a tall man, white streak of hair, coming your way. He's wearing sweatpants and a black muscle tee. Once he makes eye contact with you, he starts running your way. You don't have time to close the door before he's standing in your face begging you to kiss him.

He's out a breath, and he's practically begging at this point. You're not about to kiss a random man. But when you hear the following footsteps you know he is in danger.

So you agree. And this guy apologizes to you in advance as he leans you against your door and cradles the back of your head with his hand. You almost sort of melt into the kiss. Just for a second. only for a second actually.

Because you realize, the way this man just apologized for what he was about to do, is the same way Red apologized to you the other night. And your brain feels like it's on fire because you realize this isn't some random man. This is Red.

This is Red and you know what he looks like. And he definitely knows it you because your'e the same person he saved in the alleyway in Gotham. Coincidences like that don't happen. Especially when you kind of hinted at it with the first word you said to him as a civilian.

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