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frownyalfred · 5 months
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a random socialite at a fundraiser: you know Bruce, that boy of yours is getting to be a little too pretty. heh.
Bruce Wayne, who was also "too pretty" at fourteen and is absolutely ready to castrate anyone who even looks at Dick directly: oh?
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thesuperiorrobin · 8 months
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𝐈𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥~
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Pairing: Husband!Damian Wayne x Wife!Reader
Word count: 759
Warning: suggestive at the very end
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People know you and Damian belong together, no doubt about it. With making your relationship public and years later your marriage, which was also the talking gossip around Gotham for a month or two, everyone knows. But some people are too stubborn to the fact, you learn that very early in your relationship when women would just throw themselves at your lover's arm clinging to him as he tries to pray them off with an annoying expression, thinking that the son of Bruce Wayne would have the same Playboy persona just like his father, but they’re wrong forgetting the Damian Wayne is in fact, the most loyal man when it had came down to your dating and now marriage.
He would rather be with you than any other woman on earth, and for some, it was hard to face reality. You’re grown used to it over the years. But sometimes it just grows a spark inside of you. Much like tonight, in the Wayne manor that now belongs to the two of you. After Bruce’s retirement, it’s now Damian’s job to throw those galas and charity events, much to his dismay.
Secretly you do the work because he wasn’t given the gift of organization at all. So now you stand back, watching everyone. Happy with the way the nights going as you sip on your glass of champagne, it’s different front the rest. Damian thinks you deserve better than the champagne and wine that’s given out to the others. You spot his brothers in the crowd and other familiar faces that belong to a few close friends. The last face you spot was your husband, chatting away with men from his workplace. A forced smile on his face. It makes you chuckle, as a kid he hated them, and even as an adult he still does. But it’s more tolerable, well kinda.
You spot a random woman stumbling towards the ground of men, obviously sober as she tries to act intoxicated for the hell of it. She leaps for Damian’s arm that’s on his side, ignoring the one that holds his drink. He doesn’t shake her off, instead, he lets out a fake laugh along with the others around him.
That’s new you thought.
This went on for more than ten minutes which was a surprise. Normally it would’ve taken him less than five to shake them off, but instead, he’s standing there letting it happen. Which was a surprise. They’re having conversations, sometimes other people would chime in here and there.
Damian says something you can’t hear, and the woman laughs, giggling loudly to the point where you can hear her from the other side of the room. She laughs like it was the funniest thing she’s heard all night.
The horrendous laughter dies down, and she stares. Directly at you. She stares at you with a sly grin that paints her red lips. You frown and glare, gripping your glass. Almost breaking it until one of the servants comes up to you and offers you another drink, which you gladly take without a second thought.
The glare you send is hard, most people can sense it, the chilling aura that spills from you. Damian’s quick to sense it, he’s good at it, with a quick look towards you as you stare down at his arm— he gives you a genuine grin. He shakes off the women.
“Apologies. My presence is needed elsewhere” he gives a side eye down “with my wife” The woman was not happy, pouting as he watched her target leave her sight. But she puts on a facade and leaves, probably off to find another arm to cling on.
There’s a shit-eating grin plaster on his face when he walks up to you, and all you could do is roll your eyes—taking a big sip out of your drink in your hand.
“Zawjati?” he called out “Why are you here all by yourself?”
“You just seemed a little busy with your groups of friends” you hum “I didn’t want to ruin it”
The grin on his face softens, arm stretched out towards you, and you take his warm hand without a second thought. “Don’t be jealous” he chuckles “Everyone knows I’m all yours”
“Why would I be jealous?” You scuff, he was right but you would never admit that to his face. You lean into him closer, bringing him down to your level—lips brushing up against his ear “When I’m the one that ends up taking you straight to the bedroom right after every time”
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6rookie-writer0110 · 5 months
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Love and The Moon
Clark Kent x Male Reader
Request - Clark Kent (Henry) x male magic reader, them just both being hopeless romantics.
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You have been away for two weeks and you are finally home. You used magic to get home faster and Clark is in the living room.
“Y/n, you are back!” Clark smiled.
“I missed you” You smiled back.
Clark wrapped his arms around you and he starts to kiss you. You start to smile and he hugged you tight. For a minute or two Clark still had his arms around you.
“Just glad you are back,” Clark said.
“Me too. I'm hungry” You said.
“Get comfortable and I will cook dinner. I found this new reprice, I think you would enjoy” Clark said.
“Oh, my boyfriend the chef” You smiled.
You head to the bedroom to change clothes, while Clark starts to cook dinner. A few minutes later, you come out of the bedroom wearing pajamas. You watch him cook and he starts to talk about what he is cooking.
After dinner, you and Clark cuddle in bed. You have your head on his chest, and you two don't pay attention to the movie. You and Clark just started to talk about everything.
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Clark was busy fighting aliens and criminals. His suit got ruined and he takes off the top piece because it got ruined.
“What happened to your suit?” You asked.
You noticed the cape has holes and so does the sleeves.
“I was fighting an alien who spits out acid. Y/n, are you staring at my chest?” Clark said.
“No, I'm listening to what you said,” You said.
Clark laughed and you were staring at his chest.
“Y/n,” Clark said.
“What? Okay, fine I was staring at your chest” You smiled.
“I knew it” Clark smiled.
“I think you should maybe, upgrade your suit?” You said.
“Maybe. You think you can help with the suit?” Clark said.
“Sure,” You said.
You used your magic to fix his suit and the cape. Now the suit looks brand new and he starts to smile. Clark wrapped his arms around you and starts to kiss you.
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You and Clark are having breakfast and he is drinking his coffee.
“I forgot to put sugar in my coffee,” Clark said.
“You don't have to get up,” You said.
You used your magic to get the sugar and the sugar pour into his coffee. The sugar lands on the table gently and Clark used the spoon to stir his coffee.
“I like having a boyfriend who has magic” Clark smiled.
You winked at him and he starts to smile. Later, you and Clark go out and he would hold your hand. You and Clark do take selfies together, in one of the pictures he kissed your cheek and you smiled.
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Bruce is having a Christmas party at his mansion. Everyone agreed to do the Secret Santa gift exchange, and Clark got Barry Allen and you got Arthur Curry.
“You think, Arthur will like it?” You asked.
“I think he would like it,” Clark said.
You give Arthur his gift and he starts to open it, then he smiled.
“Y/n, I love it!” Arthur smiled.
He puts on the leather vest and he can't stop smiling. He gives you a strong hug and you can't move your arms.
“Thank you for the gift, Y/n!” Arthur smiled.
“Glad you like it. You can stop hugging me now, I can't feel my arms” You said.
Clark starts to laugh and Arthur did let go of you.
“Y/n, I didn't know what to get for you so I got this for you,” Selina said.
“Thanks, Selina,” You said.
She gave you a Christmas card and inside it's a gift card for a bookstore.
“I don't what you are into, besides Clark. But I figured you might like to read since you use magic... So, I thought you might like books” Selina said.
“I like the gift, again thank you and it was nice of you to do it,” You said.
She kissed your cheek and walked away. It started to snow and everyone goes outside, some people start to play in the snow. Someone started a snowball fight now everyone is throwing snow at each other. You got targeted by Jason Todd, Barry Allen, and Damian Wayne they start to throw snowballs at you.
“Too slow, Y/n” Barry laughed.
“Oh, this means war,” You said.
Damian threw a snowball at your chest. Your eyes start to change colors and your hands start to glow. You used your magic, to form snowballs now snowmen starting to get formed, and they start to throw snowballs at guys. Damian, Barry, and Jason start to fight back.
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You came home and Clark kissed you on the lips.
“I made dinner” Clark smiled.
“It does smell good,” You said.
He still has his arms around you and you start to smile at him. Then he starts to set the table and you used your magic to get the food out of the oven. Then you and Clark sit down and start to eat, he starts to ask about your day.
Later, you and Clark go to the movie theater. While waiting for the movie to start, Clark plays the claw machine and he is trying to win a prize for you. It took a while but Clark didn't get the prize, but you kissed him on the lips.
“Thanks for trying,” You said.
“I was close” Clark smiled.
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tristaratops · 1 month
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Second Chance AU Drabble
A Prologue
TW: Temporary Death
The boys died while trying to save Floyd. John wished for a chance to make it right. The stars decide to grant that plea.
John Dory liked to picture himself as an okay man. He was average at most things. He lived an okay life… towards the end of it. But everyone had a past, right? Didn’t everyone have regrets? Oh trolls… did not everyone have regrets like this? Oh no… he was a bad person. These were John’s thoughts as he was bleeding out on the ground.
John could feel himself getting colder. His eyes wanted to shut. No. He didn’t want to die. His head would barely move as he tried to look at his brothers. None of them were making it out of there. Not even…
‘Oh god… Branch,’ John thought as he saw his youngest brother. He was already gone or at least he wasn’t moving… John had failed everything. He failed to rescue Floyd. He failed his brothers. He failed. John slowly ripped his eyes away from Branch, his chest heaving in weak, heartbroken sobs. ‘Please… please, it wasn’t meant to be like this. It was meant to be a rescue mission. We were supposed to get our baby brother back.’
John kept thinking these thoughts as he stared up at the night sky above them that the stadium opened up to. And he noticed one star. It was stupid, but John started to say a wish in his heart to the lonesome star, feeling that this was going to be the last chance he had to think… anything.
‘I just need one chance,’ John started as he felt his eyes closing without his permission. ‘Please. I wish I had one more chance. I could fix this. I could fix everything. I just need one more chance.’
And with that… his eyes shut.
And they instantly blinked open.
John was standing upright and he could hear the murmurs of a crowd, the buzz in the air, and he’d been walking as he opened his eyes which set him off balance. With a startled sound he leaned against the wall, his legs sort of giving out on him as he adjusted to the new surroundings.
“Woah! John Dory!” John heard Bruce say with worry. Bruce? “Are you okay?”
John looked up and properly looked at his surroundings. He… he was staring at Spruce not Bruce. John could only stare in disbelief before looking past him. They… they were back. They were all okay! Even Floyd! And they… holy shit, had they always been that small at this age? They all looked like how they did the night of…
John’s gaze eventually settled on Bitty B. Bitty B. Not Branch… He was a baby again. It was the night of the first concert. And Bitty B looked like he had broken grandma’s good china. Oh god… how had John left him so easily?
John’s gaze shifted between everyone’s faces. They were all waiting for him to blow up or do something. The tension in the air… it was him. John’s throat tightened at the realization. This was it. This was his second chance. He had a second chance. And he wasn’t going to waste it.
“I’m okay, B-Spruce,” John corrected himself as he looked between his brothers. He cleared his throat slightly, his brothers still looking on at him. “Tonight was my fault. I am so sorry. Is everyone okay?”
The boys looked shocked at this reaction before slowly nodding. And they did look okay. Just shocked. No one… no one knew what to do now. The tension in the room has been almost sucked out of the room with a vacuum. So now John just had to stand there with his brothers’ gazes boring into him.
That was until Bitty B cleared his throat.
“John Dory…” His littlest brother started. “I’m sorry I ruined everything…”
“No! No, no, no,” John sighed as he quickly went to go hug his baby brother. “You didn’t. I did. For all my talk of being perfect, I decided to change the choreography. I messed up tonight. But uh… if we’re all okay… Do you guys think the crowd’s still out there?”
“Uh… yeah? Why?” Clay started, looking at his older brother skeptically.
“Let’s get back out there,” John said, smiling at Bitty B as he scooped him up. “Forget about the crowd. Let’s have fun with this. We’re already famous! So who cares! Fuck the perfect family harmony!”
“JD! Don’t curse when you are literally holding Bitty B!” Spruce chastised, but he was smiling. In fact all his brothers were smiling, from Bitty’s big smile to Clay’s hesitant but happy smirk. And John could feel his own face breaking out into a grin.
“Let’s go and salvage Branch’s first ever concert!” John Dory cheered as he quickly rushed back out with his brothers, their excitement palpable. Same with his own. John Dory had a second chance.
And he would rather die than waste it.
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bubbleguppyyy · 5 months
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Encapsulated in Time
Bucky x Fem! reader
>Here's some angst :)<
Story Synopsis: Bucky knew something was missing from his memories. Something important, something special. He had tried everything to try and recover what it was, but he never could grasp anything. However, he never expected to find those missing memories in a file and an old box of videotapes
Bucky wasn't quite sure how much he enjoyed the life of the Avengers.
Steve was always there for him of course and he continuously checked on Bucky even after he would say he was perfectly fine.
They both knew he wasn't.
Bucky didn't like missions as much as Natasha or Tony did but he still went on them to try and be a part of the team, or something like that.
Steve always told him that he didn't have to. He had a choice now. He could say no, but Bucky still wasn't sure how to do that. How did he make decisions on his own?
Bucky slowly started making friends with everyone (Sam was taking some time). He bonded with Natasha over knives and even with Bruce over yoga classes to soothe anger.
But, he couldn't help but feel something very big was missing from his memory. Bucky remembered a lot of his missions and times when he happened to snap out of the soldier. There were these feelings he couldn't quite place. Longing? Anguish? Why was he feeling these emotions? And why did they come along with the scent of Rosemary?
When the Avengers decided to take a day off, they were hoping not to hear from Fury. Of course, they knew that the man would probably call later tonight with a mission but they certainly did not expect him to walk into the compound with an old box and a file.
"Barnes, I thought I would deliver these myself. Be thankful because my team almost threw them away." Fury set the box on the coffee table in the middle of the common room and gave the file to Bucky.
He held the file, dumbfounded. Bucky had no idea what Fury was talking about. They almost threw what away?
"I can tell you have no idea what I'm talking about. Good thing I saved these. Anyway, as we know, you disappeared from Hydra roughly around 1973 to 1978."
Bucky gave a look to Steve, silently asking if he knew what this was about. Steve shrugged, also looking very confused.
"Fury, why don't you just get to the point?" Natasha asks, trying to seem nonchalant but by the way she's twirling that knife, she's also intrigued.
"I agree with the Widow, Fury. We're all dying to know what's in the box."
Tony is leaning on the armrest of the couch, sipping on a glass of his expensive whiskey. He's grinning at Fury's annoyed look at all of them.
Fury sighs, "I had some agents looking into some things in Greece and they happened to find the box in an old apartment building. The owner said that she remembered you and that she always kept your stuff, hoping you'd come back by to get it."
A flash of a small, middle-aged woman that smelled of butterscotch and had a smile like the sun goes through Bucky's head. He can almost feel the breeze coming from the open windows, the sheer curtains flowing with it.
"I think you should just look in the box yourself, Barnes. Let the memories come back slowly."
With that, Fury quickly left, mumbling about how he needs to find someone to work on patience with the Avengers.
Bucky blankly stared at the file in his hands. He was almost afraid of what he would find. A feeling of dread runs through him and he wants to throw up. He can't remember anything but it's almost like his body knows that whatever is in this file and box, it's going to ruin him.
Steve sits next to Bucky, watching his reaction.
"You don't have to open it right now Buck. You can take some time to process if you'd like. We can leave the room." Steve looked at everyone, hoping they would get the hint, but none of them did. They were too curious.
Bucky just shook his head and swallowed the bile in his throat. He would rather have his friends there. He wasn't sure how he was about to handle this.
Bucky grabbed the edge of the file, preparing to open it. Everyone was on the edge of their seats. This would explain so much to Bucky.
He took and deep breath and opened it.
The first thing he saw was a picture of you, smiling as you rested your head on your palm. The sound of your laugh rang in Bucky's ears, the scent of Rosemary filling his nose. Your name was next, he remembered saying it over and over again, just because he liked the sound of it. Your birthday was next and then-
Status: Deceased. Executed by The Winter Soldier.
>Should I make a part 2?<
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marvelsmylife · 3 months
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Soul(Mates) Chapter: One
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader, Azriel x Elain, (eventually) Azriel x reader 
Plot: after a night of celebration the subject of soulmates came up and with your permission, Strange decided to see if he can track down your soulmate.
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Growing up, everyone would talk about the name of their soulmate written in gold on their right arm. They would talk about what they thought their soulmate would look like and how much they wanted to meet them.
Unfortunately for you, you were born without a name on said arm and you wondered if you were destined to be alone. Your parents did their best to reassure you that your soulmate was out there but hearing your peers tell you that you were going to die alone was taking a toll on you.
By age 30, you accepted that you might never get a soulmate. Of course, you knew you could date someone who hasn’t met their soulmate yet but seeing their name in gold reminded you that their soulmate was out there waiting for them.
Because of that, you decide to date men whose soulmates have passed away. Of course that dating pool was minimal, especially if you wanted to date someone around your age. That’s why you felt fortunate when Bucky Barnes came into your life and changed your life forever.
When you first got together he informed you that he wanted something serious. He told you about his past and was ready to settle down. You wanted to ask about his soulmate when he beat you to the punch “She passed away a few decades ago”.
Looking at his wrist, you noticed his soulmate's name was in black ink, indicating they had already passed. “I’m so sorry Bucky” you managed to get out without crying for him.
“It’s ok” Bucky replied “I never got the chance to meet her because I was under Hydra's control. I only knew about the year she passed away when I tried to see if she ever got married to someone who didn’t have their soulmate but she never did”.
You felt your heart break for Bucky because you could tell he felt sad for not actually getting to meet his soulmate at least once. “I know we’re not soulmates so we won’t have that deep bond that soulmates have but I promise to be by your side for as long as you want me” you promised as you wiped away the tears that were starting to slip from Bucky’s eyes.
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True to your word, you have stuck by Bucky for five beautiful years. Of course, your relationship had its ups and downs but for the most part, you two were genuinely happy. 
Everyone was happy that you two were happy and completely forgot you two weren’t actually soulmates until one night after a party Tony had thrown for Bruce and Natasha to celebrate their engagement. 
Stephen had let it slip that he had been working on a spell to find someone’s soulmate. He was complaining that he didn’t know anyone who didn’t have a soulmate.
That’s when Tony chimed in that you didn’t have a soulmate and caused everyone to look over at you. You started to grow uncomfortable with the attention now on you and started to protest.
“Come on y/n, aren’t you a little bit curious to know if you actually do have a soulmate or not?” Tony asked and caused a few nods from your friends.
You weren’t going to lie, you were curious but you also didn’t want to ruin the life you’ve built with Bucky.
Sensing your curiosity, Bucky leaned over and whispered into your ear “It’s ok doll, this won’t change anything between us”.
Before you could even think you blurted out “ok”.
Everyone sent you a small smile as you got up and held out your hand so Stephen could get a drop of your blood for the spell.
After a few minutes of nothing happening you let out a shaky breath “See, no soulmate”.
Just as you were making your way back to Bucky, everyone’s eyes went wide as a portal appeared behind you. “What are you guys-”
You stopped when you noticed what they were looking at. Just then a tall, tan man with pointed ears and violet eyes walked through the portal and caused the team to go into defense mode.
“Who are you and why did you create a portal in the middle of my townhouse” the mystery man asked.
@cleverzonkwombatsludge @quinxxs @stained-glass-eyes0708 @dustyinkpages
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hailkingphantom · 2 years
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dp x dc
Damian's playboy brother
Damian's brother (and sister) found out something
Best say it, someone
Damian has a brother, an older brother. And he didn't tell them. They are fucking furious curious
They only discovered because he says:
"My brother is coming, behave."
With that the chaos started
Bruce choked with nothing, the table erupt in questions, screams and almost no one answer.
"BRAT, DO YOU HAVE OTHER BROTHER APART OF US?!" Tim yelled
"IS YOUR BIO BRO?!"
"Litle bird, why didn't tell us?" dick asks
"Yes, damian, why you never said it?" Bruce asks in a solemn tone, half angry half hurt
Damian looked away and said, "brother asks me to not, you should ask him the rest. He is coming to visit for a day, so, don't ruin it"
After that Bruce lock himself in the Batcave and didn't go out for all day
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Tim wasn't nervous
He just was understandingly attentive
Damian's brother is coming, the brother of the brat who try to kill him before, he didn't try no more but still. You can't expect him to relax when someone who can probably try to kill you is coming.
"Timmy, chill. Damian says that his brother is a kind person, sure that he won't try to kill you as first impression"
"I never thought that a ten years old kid would try to kill me, but there is Damian" he can see how dick make a wince, then look like Jason was going to say something when-
"TUCK! I'm not that obvious!" Someone on the other side of the street scream
"Sorry Danny, but you are!" A teen respond this have black skin, glasses and dark brown hair. Opposite to his companny who had blue eyes, light skin and messy raven hair, he makes a pout and glare his friend(?). Then they talk a little more a 'Danny' give to other guy kiss in the cheek.
'A couple, huh..', nothing really relevant
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Jason don't know what think
He was adopted by Batman slash Bruce wayne, became in robin, died, revive, became in Red hood, fight with Batmam, reconnect with Batman, get a new brat brother who is also Bruce bio son and then found out that they said brat have a brother. His life is a mess.
Dick dragged him and tim to a 'family reunion', more like the game of 'who can calm Tim'. Tim was nervous with reason, the brother of someone who try to kill you is not the best impression. It's not like he can talk though. His train of thought was cut off when someone collides with him.
"Oh-h, sorry man I didn't see you" It was the kid they saw before.
"No problem kiddo" The kid look like he was gonna say something before let it go and keep walking. He was with a girl now, a goth, short dark hair and purple eyes, they were holding hands.
'A plaboy' thought before keep walking
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Dick doesn't know if feel happy or not
Damian has a brother, an older brother. By extension he has another brother of what he never knows about.
He never thought that Damian would keep something like this from him, he knows that everybody have secrets, more in his family but keep in secret that he have a brother
"ahh.." he sigh
They are in the manor now, Damian's brother text him and said that is on his way. Tim is tensed, Jason look curious and Bruce has a blank face.
Sometimes he forgets how hard can be read Bruce.
He was going to say something when a 'tok tok' sound from the door. Damian runs to the door and open it. His eyes lit up in a form that he has never seen before.
"Brother!" His voice sound happy and look like he was fighting a smile.
"Hi, Dami" Damian's brother said with a soft voice and warm smile before pull damian in a hug. He was going to take a picture when Jason yells.
"THE PLAYBOY OF BEFORE!!"
Damian turns his eyes to Jason and glare him
"What did you said about my brother" Damian says, Damian's brother looks confused.
"Jay, why do you think that-" he turn his eyes to Damian's brother "Danny" " okay, why do you think that Danny is a playboy?"
"We saw him kissing a guy and after wandering around with a girl holding hands" tim respond
Danny looks ashamed before said " those were my partners, we are in a poly" then put his hands on his face "how my first impression to Damian's family was that I'm a playboy" Danny mumbled
Damian snort " Look like you catch father's genes, brother"
"That's means that you'll be a playboy too" Tim says, clearly trying to annoy damian
" I'll end you drake" dick's family it's too funny
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Bruce day was a roller coaster.
But seeing his sons happy, playing each other, he couldn't help to let out a smile.
He can deal with the fact of having another son of what he didn't know about later.
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klbwriting · 2 months
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Our Strange Duet
Chapter 5: One Step
Fandom: Red Hood
Pairing: Jason Todd x f!reader
Warnings: none, unless shitty dad Bruce is a warning
Summary: YN confronts Bruce while Jason runs away
Taglist: @deans-spinster-witch
One step at a time - Anastasia
               YN avoided looking at the cast list Sunday, instead choosing to ignore the email she received.  Speaking with Bruce Wayne was more important at the moment.  She had so many questions.  Why her mother?  Why give them money and send them away?  Why not just talk to Jason?  He had to know that he was alive now, between the video and now Red Hood stalking the streets more openly, with Nightwing by his side most nights, he had to know that his older sons were working together, so why not approach them?  She was getting answers today, right from the source.  Well, she hoped so at least as she arrived at the gate, pressing the buzzer.  A voice cracked over the speaker asking for her name and if she had an appointment.  She gave her name only and waited. 
Just when she thought the gate wasn’t going to budge it creaked open and she climbed the hill, entering the grounds of Wayne Manor.  She looked around, trying to imagine what it must have been like for Jason, a ten-year-old, to be brought here to live.  He could play anywhere he wanted, run his energy off for hours on a beautiful lawn, there was probably a pool and tennis courts, maybe a full-fledged playground somewhere.  The woods surrounding the property contained hours of exploring potential and she almost laughed, thinking about Dick and Jason in the trees, doing flips and trying to show off for each other.  How strange it must have been for Jason to wake up and realize that this was all gone, that Bruce had pretty much abandoned him to his fate.  She wondered if Jason ever drove by the manor and remembered his childhood.  Were the memories nice?  Or sour in his stomach now?
The front door was already open when YN got there, the butler, Alfred, standing there to greet her.  He took her bag, setting it on a side table before leading her into a sitting room off the main hall.  Once again, she was struck by the home, imaging Jason there, getting into trouble.  She almost smiled a little, then became sad. The look in his eyes the few times he had talked about this place, he was ruined by this place, by what he had lost.  She was heartbroken until Bruce Wayne walked in, then she just felt anger.
“I see you have figured out who the donor was,” Bruce began, moving to sit in a chair, motioning for her to sit in another one.  She sat down, eyes narrowed at him.  “I wasn’t expecting you to be so angry.”
“I’m not angry about the money,” she said.  “But I will no longer accept it.  And the apartment, I have already packed and told them I will be breaking the lease.  You can cover the cost of that, I don’t want it.”  He looked surprised, then annoyed.
“You need a place to live while you study.  That grant will only cover tuition,” he said.  She shrugged. 
“I’ll move in with Jason and Dick then,” she said.  The name Jason seemed to slap Bruce in the face.  He went from looking displeased to haunted before masking again.  “I already lied to him about where the apartment came from, I’ll come clean now that I know that you were supplying it.  I don’t want your money, Bruce Wayne.  I have enough deadbeat dads in my life, I don’t want to be indebted to one.”
“I am not…” Bruce started but she held up a hand.
“Why haven’t you tried to talk to him?” she asked, one hand clenching on the arm of the chair, the other a fist in her lap.  She wanted to scream at Bruce, tell him how much damage he did, how much Jason hurt because of him, but she wouldn’t, let him explain himself. 
“If he wanted to see me, he would come to me,” Bruce answered as if that were the end of it.  YN scoffed.  How idiotic were rich men that they just expected everyone to bend to them.
“You’re the parent Bruce, not Jason.  You should seek him out, you should have sought him out when he died, like Dick did, brought him back, like Dick did,” she said.  “The more you avoid him, the more you ignore him, the less likely it is he will come to you.”
“He was supposed to be here today, not you,” Bruce said cooly.  YN glared at him.  “He would find out about me being the donor and then come confront me.  Not you.”  She stared; glad she had gotten out of that apartment now.  He must have bugged it, hoping to spy.  How boring his summer must have been as she had just sat in her room, spending the days either trying to distract herself or just letting herself sob.  YN stood and shook her head.
“I’ll let him know when I see him next,” she said, heading towards the door, grabbing her bag and storming out.  She waited until she was a few streets away before calling Jason.  He didn’t answer, so she messaged him instead, telling him she would visit Dick’s later.  She needed to clear her head and work on finding a new place to live before it got dark out.
Jason had waited for Dick to get home from the gym and lunch with Barbara before demanding they do something together.  Something that they could talk while doing, unplugged, just them.  Dick grabbed his stuff, loaded the car and they headed into the woods to the North of the city.  It was a good day for a hike, late August, so hot but having cooled off some in the last few days.  It would probably be scorching again tomorrow, but today they could spend the early afternoon climbing the small peaks and valleys of the forest.  Jason could talk and Dick could listen, and vice versa. 
“So, what is with the hike Jay?” Dick asked after a half an hour of walking in silence, leaving Jason to his thoughts.  They weren’t great thoughts.  He kept wondering why Bruce would just abandon him, not once, but twice it felt like.  Did Dick know?  Did Bruce call him often to get updates on him?  Or did they talk, and pretend Jason wasn’t there still? 
“Did you know Bruce was the donor for YN’s mom’s treatment?” he asked.  He had to know how much Dick was hiding from him.  He was behind his brother and nearly ran into him as Dick froze on the trail.
“He…WHAT?” Dick asked, turning around to stare at him.  The surprise in his eyes wasn’t fake, that much was easy to see.  Jason let out a relieved breath.  It would have been really annoying to have to leave Dick behind too, but he could only handle so many lies and half-truths at this point.  “I honestly thought it was Maroni trying to convince her to join him.”
“She thought that too at first, but Maroni apparently was livid she left the country, no, I went to see her last night and she showed me the bank statements, the company funneling the money for her.  Plostast Holdings.”  Dick sighed and looked down.
“Ah yes, Bruce and his anagrams,” he mumbled.  “Apparently letting me pick the company name was too boring so he’s forcing names on you lesser Robins.”  Jason cocked an eyebrow and let out a bark of unamused laughter.
“Lesser Robins?  Watch it I’ll cut you right now,” Jason said, pulling out a knife and dancing it between his fingers.  Dick rolled his eyes but pulled out a knife just in case his brother felt stabby.  “So, he didn’t tell you about his scheme?”
“No, he didn’t,” Dick admitted.  Jason couldn’t tell what bothered him more, not knowing or the scheme itself.  “He must have been trying to draw you out, probably thought if you found out about it that you’d confront him.” 
“Well, he’s wrong, I’m not going to him,” Jason said, moving now to keep walking.  He started running, wanting to feel the burn in his lungs.  He didn’t stop until they reached the overlook, and he could see the city below them.  He leaned on the railing, looking over everything and hating it.  But loving it.  The conflict warred in him.  Dick caught up to him and leaned on the railing, facing away from the city.
“What are you going to do if you’re not going to him?” Dick asked.  Jason shook his head.  “He won’t come to you, remember, that’s not how Bruce operates.”
“Well then I guess we’re at an impasse,” he answered.  “YN knows it was Bruce too.  She might confront him, but that’s her own thing.”  This time Dick let out a humorless laugh.
“You think that she is going to confront him for herself?  She is going for you, so that you don’t have to,” Dick said.  “Make sure when you see her next you do something special, if she’s going after Bruce, she’s going to deserve at least some flowers.”
“We should head back to the city, I’m sure the cast list is out by now,” Jason said, ignoring Dick’s implications.  Dick let the matter slide and they headed down the trail, driving back to the city. 
Once back home Jason checked his phone.  He had a missed call from YN and a message saying she would see him later, neither thing was concerning to him.  He checked him email and shook his head.  Phantom – Jason Todd.  She was right, he was a madman again, at least this time he got a mask.  Then he noticed her name.  Music Supervisor – YN YLN.  Wow, that was a big job for a freshman.  He was about to tell Dick the news when someone knocked on the door.  He knew it was YN, only the two brothers and their girlfriends knew the door entry code, but Barbara had a key to the place.  Jason opened the door to find YN carrying a couple bags.
“Congrats on Phantom, I moved out, can I stay here tonight until I find a new place?”
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elliebean714 · 2 years
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Through The Years
Edward Nashton x Wayne!F!Reader
Fluff
Diversion from canon
Summary~ Baby Eddie And Baby Y/N Meet
Pt1
AN~ This will be a series, I'll update when I can. Some of this is inaccurate and all of this is very bad so forgive me please. I'm working on something massive for this boy right now, can't wait for you all to see it. It'll be a while so hopefully this will tide you over til then
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<22 Years Ago>
<10 Years Old>
Your parents death hadn't affected you very much, unlike Bruce, who was far closer to them. You had never felt as though you were wanted, often being treated as an afterthought, it was irrefutable that he was the heir and you were the spare.
You often found yourself sneaking out of the Wayne Manor, seeking adventures. You were on one now wandering around the forest that surrounds the orphanage, picking up random rocks you thought looked cool. It was extremely serene in the forest, the gentle breeze, luscious trees and the soft, almost inaudible, chattering of birds. You had been roaming around aimlessly for hours, until small voices caught your attention.
The voices got louder as you followed them, unable to make out anything being said. When you finally reached the orphanage, the voices had stopped, replaced by muffled crying. A boy, around your age, was sitting by the fence, sniffling and angrily wiping his eyes.
"Hello." You call out to him, "Hi, my name's Y/N, what's yours?". He lifts his face to look at you.
"Why are you asking?" He inquires aggressively.
"I want to be friends. You look sad, what happened?" You answer earnestly. He looks into your eyes, searching for malice but only finding compassion.
"I was trying to solve a crossword my puzzle book but then, a couple of older kids came and ruined it." He looks down, you follow his gaze down to the puzzle book, laying in the dirt with the pages ripped to shreds.
"Aww, I'm sorry." You sympathise with him, suddenly an idea comes to you "Hey! How about I buy you another one and come back tomorrow? We can talk and play together all day, it'll be fun!"
"Yeah, yeah, that sounds good." He smiles gently. After talking for a little while longer, you notice the sun setting.
"Oh no, I need to get home." You sigh.
"Will you be okay? It's getting dark, I want you to be safe." He admits worriedly.
"I know the way back, I'll be fast. Don't worry." You explain, beginning to stand.
"Okay. Promise me you'll come back?" He stands up with you, offering you his pinky.
"Promise." You loop your pinky through his. A few moments later you begin to walk away, stopping when you hear him call out,
"Edward, my name is Edward." You turn to look at him.
"Nice to meet you Edward." You smile, before turning back into the forest.
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That whole night, all Edward thought about was you, your pretty smile, your sweet voice, your gentle, kind nature, everything about you captivated him completely. He could barely sleep that night, thoughts of you were taking over him entirely.
Once you arrived back home, you climbed back inside the window you had left open before quickly sneaking back into your room and quietly closing the door behind you. As soon as it was closed, you began searching for your pocket money, placing it on your bedside table before quickly changing into your pajamas and getting into bed, falling asleep soon after.
~~
In the bookstore, you grabbed all the puzzle books you could carry, and a cute green pen. Paying and leaving swiftly, then began making your way towards the orphanage.
~~
"Hello? Edward?" You called from beyond the gate, searching for him through the gaps.
"Y/N! You came!" He ran towards you. "I was waiting for a while, I thought you decided not to come." He admits sadly.
"Sorry. Sorry, I was going to leave earlier but Alfred was upset with me and wouldn't let me out so I had to sneak out of my room," You explain "but, I got you more books. Like I said I would!" You squeezed the bag of books through the gate. He takes the bag, examining each item separately, fixating on pen.
"How'd you know green was my favourite colour?" His face lightens.
"I didn't. Lucky guess!" You answer excitedly, happy you got it right. You smile at each other brightly, before his face falls slightly
"Wait, who's Alfred? Your dad?" He asks, confused.
"No, my mom and dad are dead, Alfred takes care of me and my brother." You clarify.
"You're an orphan too?" He questions you, you nod softly "Oh, I'm sorry." He offers his sympathy, gently patting your arm comfortingly.
"It's okay. They weren't really close with me, my brother was their favourite." You sigh, sitting down on the grass.
"Well, you're my favourite!" He smiles enthusiastically in an effort to cheer you up.
"You're my favourite too, Edward!"
Pt2
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"Okay so I called you all over here for some big news!" Rockelle chirps with a bright smile over her face.
"You pregnant?" Onyx asks with a raised brow.
"Nah, shes decided to give her music away to Sony." Chris pipes up.
"Dont be silly, shes decided to give Kimchi to me as a parting gift before she moves to Korea!" Renelle chirps, playing with the pup in her lap.
"Stopped pretending shes not a whore?" Roxie responds, smacking her gum.
"How about we all just wait until she says something?" Death reassures them, Rockelle's face scrunched to a look of irritation.
"No, no, Roxie I will put you back if you dont shut up, and no." Rockelle responds waving her hand. She takes a deep breath and smiles. "I have a boyfriend!" She happily exclaims, bouncing on her heels.
"Oh hell no." Roxie pipes up despite everyone else cheering. "There is only ONE guy you been having around lately....And I know who it is...but they dont know. Furball, you cant be fucking serious." Renelle turns to face her. "What are you talking about? I thought she was out on tour for the past few months." Renelle asks with a scowl on her face.
"She was but she was kidnapped by the biggest crime lord there...Think back to where she was.." Roxie continues, slowly walking to Rockelle with the biggest shit eating grin on her face. "Go on...Use your minds for something that isnt being stupid." She teases then Chris raises a brow.
"You mean she went on tour in Gotham. So shes dating Bruce Wayne. Hes not bad-" Chris starts then Rockelle let out a sigh.
"Since Roxie ruined the surprise, no it isnt Bruce. Its Joker."
WHAT?!
"You cant be serious!"
"Damn you like dick attatched to toxic dont you?"
"You date a man whose a clown willingly?! Are you crazy?!"
"Ellie I support your decisions but this is a bit much!"
Roxie was cackling on the floor and Rockelle stood face to palm. "Can all of you just let me speak my peace for one second and quit talking over me?!" She yells then everyone quiets down, looking over at her with a raised brow. "Go on, we are waiting." Renelle said, glaring at Rocky.
Rockelle let out a soft sigh and smiles. "As bad as it sounds, he keeps his crime life seperate from the life here. Hes sweet despite his homicidal tendencies. And dad, he doesnt do anything to hurt me or that you would not approve of. Maybe one day you all can meet him, hes really sweet if you look past the paint and smell of gunpowder. NOW you guys are free to ask questions." Rockelle said with a lovedrunken sigh.
Renelle was the first to raise her hand. "Okay yeah um...Why him? You got choices and you pick HIM?! How was he different?!" She asks, genuinely flabbergasted. "Is it the damn books you read? Did it give you a mask kink or something?! Doesnt he smell?!" She continues and Rockelle scoffs. "You dont pick who you fall in love with. Besides, I dont see the crazy homicidal side of him, the side everyone else sees. You would be surprised at how gentle he is with me. I dont even fear him and I dont treat him differently. Hes my big scary teddy bear. I wouldnt have it any other way."
They all looked at each other and let out a sigh. If she was happy thats all that mattered to them, even if her man was a crazed maniac. "One question." Onyx piped up and everyone looks over at her. "Is the paint a indicator of what his face looks like? If so, I feel bad for you." Onyx comments before Rockelle giggles. "Now if I tell you that, he might get mad at me. You all will find out in time....Maybe. Anyway you all have to get out, hes coming within the next hour." Rockelle quickly comments, opening the door for them.
"Well damn, kick us out for some dick, I see how it is!" Renelle pipes up and Chris snickers. "And the amount of times you kicked me out so you and Chris can fuck do you want me to revisit in grave detail?" She retorts, then Renelle turns red as Chris snickers, escorting her out the door. "Dont worry we are leaving. Congrats! Stay safe! Let him know to quit blowing up the bakery too, that happened the 3rd time this month!" Chris comments as they leave, patting Renelle's back, swallowing a laugh. "Will do! Be safe you two, love you!"
Onyx got up next to leave, dragging Roxie by her arm. "Thanks for telling us about who you date. Dick must be good for you to pick him." She gags and Rockelle rolls her eyes. "Says the one who fucked a guy with an alien problem. Get out of my Caucasian household." She retorts, Onyx dragging her little sister out of the house. Death looked over at Rockelle with a raised brow. "While I dont approve of this...I will let you deal with this in your ways. Call me if he gives you any issues." Death chimes in as he leaves. Rockelle nods and smiles, waving at everyone before shutting the door and pressing her back to it.
"Why does everyone think his dick is whats keeping me around? We havent even had sex yet!" She mumbles to herself.
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"Darling?" Rockelle chirps, gently holding the Jokers face.
"Hm?"
"Could you do me a favor and leave a bakery alone during your robberies?" She sits up and kisses his forehead, which makes him raise a brow. "Explosives have no direction doll." He responds, gently pulling her closer.
"Thats a shame...My friends bakery keeps getting blown up...I was hoping you could do something about it." She whispers in his ear, gently rubbing her thumb along his scar. A soft growl left his lips as he feels it. "I will think about it." He responds, leaving a kiss on neck before Rockelle squeals.
"Thank you baby!" She kisses his face and giggles, looking at him. "Yeah yeah. Ya know, you have me wrapped around your finger. Dont get used to it." He responds, then she scrunches her nose, tilting her head. "And why is that a bad thing?" She playfully narrows her eyes at him.
"You might get too used to it. Softness isnt exactly in my vocabulary." He responds and she shakes her head, leaning closer to him. "Of course I will. I give you a reason to be soft, who has to know you are a big ol' teddy bear? I will keep it a secret." She teases, kissing his cheek and scar again. "Besides, I told my family about you today. They would love to meet you." She continues.
He hums in response, turning his lip up. "We will see." He said, Rockelle pouting at his indifference. He doesnt look at her because he knows he will immediately say yes if he does. "Please baby?" Dammit that whining voice she does. Stay strong! "Fine. But the paint stays." He responds making Rocky cheer. "Yay! Thank you baby!"
@whyscserious @bewitchingbaker
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christelgothamite · 11 months
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The Marriage.
Carol glanced at the small crowd as they entered the hall. Alfred had picked a wonderful setting for the wedding.
Carol cleared her throat, getting everyone's attention “Dearly beloved, today we are gathered as the witnesses to a spectacular wedding. Today we watch as devoted lovers Damian Wayne and Christline Judith celebrate their love in the eyes of the law, though in spirit they have been married far longer.”
The crowd had various reactions of happiness.
"I will let you know that while pictures are allowed, kindly don't post them on any social platforms. This is their private wedding afterall" carol explained before smiling brightly. "With that, let’s begin!” she cheered with the crowd.
After some minutes, the music started to play as everyone took their positions.
Anasticius and nyx entered the hall, walking down the aisle. Nyx throwing flowers at people as some people aww'd at how adorable she was.
Anasticius gave Hecate and Dick the respective rings. Before saluting them and returning to their seats.
Cassandra and Amelia walked in as bridesmaids, Cass winked at Damian who was with his groomsmen behind, both Jon and collin grinning while looking at a nervious but happy Damian.
It was an agreement that Damian would not see christels wedding dress.
Then suddenly behind Cassandra and Amelia, Christel entered the view. In a white and pink-flower themed mermaid dress. She didn't have a veil but instead a flower crown. Damian recalled Alek and Aris making the crown together. He smiled at the fact.
Besides christel, Delenn was smiling. Walking her daughter down the aisle. They stopped at the front row, in front of Damian.
He stepped forwards and took her hand.
Now Damian and Christel were standing in front of carol, facing each other holding hands.
Carol said some few lines about their realtionship before saying "now the bride and the groom will say a few words to each other"
Damian glanced at Christel before saying.
"I felt irritated by your presence the first time I met you. Thus, I saw you as my enemy." a few people laughed as Christel pounted.
"Then one day I found myself coming to you for comfort, strangly you welcomed me with open arms. That's the day I fell for you.
I love that you care so deeply for others. Either it be a criminal or a lost soul. You give everyone a chance to redeem themselves." Christel blinked before looking away, who knew she would be shy on this day?
"I once asked you why you loved me and you responded with the statement that you couldn't stop yourself from loving my small quirks or my actual self. I still don't know what you mean.
My fondest memories of you must be you carrying our children around. Even though it is pretty clear you can't carry all three at the same time." Christel again pounted. She could hear the kids laugh at the statement.
"I promise you that I will protect you.
I promise to protect our kids.
I promise to be near you always.
I promise to listen to you.
And in case you lose your way again... I promise to guide you to the best possible outcome.
Your husband." Damian finished his words.
Christel gave a small smile as she started to read her note.
"From the day I met you, I thought of you as the crazy animal loving robin who just won't leave me alone." Jason and Tim laughed out to loud. Only to be hushed by Alfred and Bruce.
"But somewhere along the lines my view of you changed. I remember having a breakdown in my kitchen one day and you decided to ruin my day as a enemy but instead of doing that, upon seeing me cry. You talked to me with kindness trying to cheer me up in your own fashion.
From that day onwards I saw small glimpses of a nice and family oriented Damian. I fell for you hard." Damian was full on blushing. Both Jon and collin were having fun taking pictures of that.
"You are not only an amazing father to Aristella but also Aleksander and Anasticius. You are an amazing father. And I know you would be an amazing husband.
Even when I make wrong decisions, you are ready to move past it and help me.
I can see a brighter future for me with only you by my side.
All I have to say is. Thank you for choosing me to be your wife." Christel finished off her words. Happy tears almost falling down.
Carol smiled as she said "do you two stand here today to give yourselves to each other in marriage?"
They both nodded "we do". Carol stating something's further. Then she said to the crowd "If anyone knows of any legal reason why these two may not be married today, please speak now.”
Damian suddenly side glared Talia, who just glanced back at her son unimpressive. Christel raised her eyebrow.
No one objected.
Carol nodded as she asked for the ring exchange. Dick handed Damian his ring.
"repeat after me" carol said "I give you this ring as a sign of my commitment to you.”
"I give you this ring as a sign of my commitment to you" Damian repeated. Christel bit her bottom lips, trying not to smile or cry. Hecate went ahead and gave Christel her ring.
Carol said the same again.
And Christel repeated "“I give you this ring as a sign of my commitment to you.”
They had agreed not to kiss in front of the crowd. Prior so carol went ahead with stating.
"with that I pronounce you husband and wife, congratulations"
The crowd, mostly the batfamily and Grelitia's cheered loudly.
Carol then again said, gathering the groups attention "On behalf of the happy couple, thanks for coming and have a wonderful evening! Celebration will began soon. Eat and have fun"
She continued, "everyone can come forward to personally congratulate the couple OR as the mics are open to everyone, feel free to give an embarrassing speech towards the newly weds"
@gothamsrevolutionaryheretic , @gotham-its-seven-in-the-morning , @gotham-is-fucking-weird , @gotham-bitch , @your-average-gothamite , @scarecrowspawn , @freerangeowl , @formerarkhampsychologist .
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ladyelissarose · 2 years
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Warnings: mentions of a dead body and blood, angst coming your way.
“The Secrets of Gotham-Unmasked”
Chp. 20
 RedHood’s POV 
  Y/b/n wiped his gloved hands clean from the blood that seeped between his gloved fingers as he walked through the alleys of the city, he then took out his crowbar and wiped it with his jackets sleeve as he whistled letting the echo carrying his sound into the darkness of the alley.
  ‘Maybe... just maybe.. that’ll teach them.. to stop hurting people.. people that were good. Fucking bastards...’
  Bruce’s POV 
Bruce walked down to the cave and saw Alfred siting at his desk looking at the screen with a distant look in his eyes. Bruce approached him quietly and sat down next to him as he apologized for his actions earlier that day,
  “I’m sorry for.. for the way I talked to you earlier... I really am.”
  Alfred lifted his hand without taking his eyes off the screen and put it on Bruce’s shoulder calmly,
  “I understand your anger Bruce.. and the reason behind what you did.. as far as stopping Y/n from become someone she isn’t.. and I wish you didn’t let Y/b/n go... did you forget that he’s just a boy? He’s going to be 16 on Christmas.”
  “oh.. gosh he doesn’t look like it anymore... huhhh... I’m sorry Alfred, I just didn’t like what I saw in him, and you must remember that he isn’t the same person anymore.. I see that you’re tracking down his location and his vitals?”
  Alfred nodded his head as he replied,
  “Someone needs to keep an eye out for the boy Bruce.. plus.. he still doesn’t want to talk about Y/n.. he.. he still thinks she’s the villain in his story.”
  Bruce comfortingly patted Alfred’s back before leaving his arm thrown across Alfreds shoulders. Alfred looked at Bruce to see if he was alright, for Bruce was never one to be comforting with physical actions. Until Alfred remembered, that Y/n had changed that, he let out a harmless scoff as he teased Bruce,
  “I see Y/n’s made you soft.. more open, and calmer.. I’m glad she brought that out of you.”
  Bruce smiled freely at the mention of Y/n’s name, he then remembered about her wanting to talk to him but never having a chance, sense she was called to work. He opened up to Alfred about it,
 “Something is up with Y/n and I haven’t had a chance to talk to her about it.. but Gordon thinks it’s serious.”
  Alfred turned his head away from the screen and looked at Bruce concerned,
  “What do you mean?”
 Sighing he went on to tell Alfred everything that Gordon had told him to the way Y/n had been behaving and saying that she didn’t want to pursue her fathers case.
  “how absurd.. Y/n was the most passionate about this and now she doesn’t want it? That must mean she let Saunders go.”
  “What? Why? H-how do you know?”
  Alfred clicked on his computer and checked the safe house to see if it was empty, but when he looked at the screen, it showed that one person was in the house, leaving Alfred confused,
  “She said she was going to let him go.. because she didn’t need him anymore.. but he’s still there.”
  “What if he’s taking shelter there.. we did accidentally ruin what was left of his house.. it’d only make sense if Y/n decided to leave him there.”
  “Then I shall go talk to him-“
  “You don’t have to Alfred-“
  “I want to, I want to know him well and see why he’s staying at the safe house..  now, while I’m gone make sure you have your things ready, I’ll be heading out Bruce.”
  Bruce got up and helped Alfred into a warm long coat and handed him his gloves, then for safety measures he gave him an emergency button and a tracker. Bruce began to stutter as he wanted to press that Alfred wear the lens,
  “This i-is of course.. um f-for emergencies-“
  “Thank you Bruce.. thank you.. but you’ve done enough-“
  Alfred then took out his pocket gun and stuffed it into his coat,
  “-I’ll be fine.. more than fine.. now go take care of your duties.. I’ll be taking this to keep track of Y/b/n’s whereabouts if you don’t mind.”
  “I don’t mind.. and.. later I’ll see if I can bring him back.. I can’t leave him out on the streets.. it’d be bull shit if he said he had a place to stay.”
  “He did say that Bruce, but I don’t believe him either, I don’t even know where he was at first before we met him again. Hmmm..., I guess I’ll see you later Bruce, take care, and keep an eye out for your dear.”
  “I will.. she’s out at a crime scene at the moment.”
  “I thought she was going to stay home?”
 Bruce shrugged his shoulders,
 “I thought so too, but If work calls it calls.”
 “You’re right about that.”
 Soon Bruce led Alfred outside and made sure he left safely, once he was out of sight Bruce went back inside and ran to the Batcave to get ready for tonight. He had uneasy feeling but didn’t know why, so many things were happening in his life right now he couldn’t pin what exactly was causing his anxiety. But soon.. something would confirm his uneasiness.
  Y/n’s POV
 Y/n arrived at the scene in about 20 minutes, it was behind a shopping center at OGC, she got off her bike that was now parked next to Gordon’s car. She walked towards the crowd of officers and CSI had just showed up. The weather wasn’t too bad, the skies were cloudy but no sign of wind, snow or rain for now, so she was grateful. Now coming closer to Gordon she called out to him addressing her presence, Gordon turned around to see her and sighed in relief, 
  “Hey kid.. thanks again for coming in at this ungodly hour.”
  She sent him a comforting smile as she replied,
  “You got it boss.. and I’m.. I’m sorry for how I treated you earlier-“
  “There’s no need to be sorry, I can understand the pressure and reasons kiddo, but just know that I side you no matter what ok?”
  “Ok..”
  “Alright now lets get to work.”
 He gave her a pat on the shoulder and proceeded to say,
  “So an anonymous call came in leading us here.. we couldn’t read his face because it’s literally been torn apart, but there was a letter written stating the cause for this fellows death, but we confirmed it with his fingerprints that led us to his identity.. turns out he has been wanted by the FBI for a while, he helps run the sex trafficking system.. he was one of the main ones.”
  Y/n walked up to the body that was now being examined by the medical examiner, which was an older man, she took a chance to ask him as she bent down next to him,
  “Do you know what exactly killed him sir?”
  He scooted closer to her to show her,
  “Look here, we tested the blood on his face.. and there’s signs of rust in it.”
  “Rust?”
 ‘RedHood killed him too.. with a rusting crowbar... but why... what connects him to this case? Is he a runaway victim? He has to be... because he’s targeting all of Stewart’s traffickers... this kid is digging himself a deeper whole.’
The mans face was beaten brutally and you couldn’t even make out what was what on his face, blood spilled from his skull and the rest of his body was covered in blood as well, he literally looked like if his skin had been ripped apart, the damaged caused to this man was pure madness and vengeance. It made Y/n wince to think at how bad this RedHood really was, or mainly how cold hearted and blood thirsty he was. ‘This is completely ridiculous... who the hell is RedHood... why is he who he is?’
 She turned and looked at Gordon,
  “This fella here worked for Stewart’s trafficking system-“
  “Yeah and Stewart’s dead too Y/n.. do you think..”
  “This killer is targeting all the traffickers.. the people that worked with Stewart... but he’s not leaving us anything to lead us to him..”
  Gordon pinched his nose as he marveled,
  “He’s kinda good at this.. he knows the punch line to the game.. and know who to target as well.. he’s vengeful. I see he started with the boss and is going down one by one.”
  Y/n nodded her head as she replied under her breath,
 “He is...”
  Mackenzie’s POV 
He arrived at the crime scene where he was able to track her down, he told his partner to get off and do what he needed as he wanted to distract and keep both Y/n and Gordon busy. Walker left the car quickly with a bag of mystery items, and Mackenzie exited his vehicle and began to walk towards them. Gordon turned around at the approaching footsteps and when he saw Mackenzie he just about exploded with fury, but kept himself in control for Y/n’s sake, he wanted to be in complete control of his emotions to be fully paying attention to Y/n and her safety. Gordon spoke in a deep demanding tone as he stood in front of Y/n that was still talking to the examiner,
  “What brings you here Mackenzie? I didn’t call you in, and it’s just a crime scene-“
  “Woah woah.. sense when do you write the rules Gordon? Remember your place Jim, I can show up whenever I like.”
 Y/n’s POV
 Hearing the voice that made her skin crawl she stayed on the ground pretending to be occupied with the examiner, she knew Gordon would keep Mackenzie away from her, or at least she’d hope he would. The examiner noticed her change in behavior and right away moved her more away. He had been in the system long enough to know that women were always bothered by Mackenzie, and he didn’t like it, so when he could he’d try his best to avoid drama.  
  He lowered his voice enough for only her to hear as he said,
�� “I don’t trust that man with women.. I have two daughters of my own.. and I have tried my best to keep them away from him.”
  Y/n’s heart warmed at his words and actions as he moved her from that area, she could only thank him,
 “Thank you.. “
  “Hmm hmm.. here these gloves on and just hold something for me to look busy eh?”
  “Oh yeah!”
She slipped on tight black gloves and grabbed a tweezer and a evidence bag in her hand standing where she was blocked from view. And they both began to work on the body together picking up scattered pieces.
  Gordon’s POV 
  Mackenzie tried to walk past him when he realized that Y/n had disappeared, but Gordon stopped him immediately as he asked,
  “What did you do?”
 “What?”
  “I said, what.did.you.do? The other night, at Arkham.. something happened and you were there.”
  Mackenzie rolled his eyes like an arrogant twat and huffed,
  “I don’t know what you’re talking about Jim, nothing happened-“
  “Then why were you in the security room-“
  “Why did you leave her alone then.. huh Jim? Why... you can’t accuse me of anything If there’s no proof that I did anything to Y/n and she hasn’t said anything-“
 “What do you mean you didn’t do anything to Y/n? And that there’s no proof? So you did do something huh-“
  “Bullshit Jim!-“
  “Then why make this conversation about Y/n now? When I never mentioned her name? Or that this was about her Bock??”
  Gordon checkmated Mackenzie into silence as he realized he slipped up on his own words, but that’s when Walker came around them to say,
  “Ready boss?”
 Mackenzie looked at Walker and nodded his head, then he sent Gordon a mischievous smirk and replied while staring into Gordon’s eyes,
  “Yes... I’m ready.”
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Damn Bitch You live like this?
(a/n: 18+ again yall, be mindful of TWs, no smut but still TW, Ron and Wanda get some spotlight this chapter, love them, so epic style of them to be homies, I’m starting to dip more into mc and I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! )
(TW: stalking, talks of fight, non-con kiss on head, incel shit hard, )
Wc: 1227
**Edward POV)
*Reader POV)
Possible Spoilers in this chapter
Afab!Reader (she/her) pronouns
Chapter 8: Seeing Double
** Your chest moved ever so slightly as you slept. Edward watched the rhythm of the movement as he crept closer. Reaching out to move a strand of hair off your cheek. It was risky, but he couldnt stay away, loving how delicate you looked in the ambient lighting. With no reaction from you, he leaned over fully giving into his desire to touch you.
Thank god you were a heavy sleeper because the soft breath he let out, was borderline erotic. The way that your skin felt against his rough fingertips was mind blowing. Soft, but firm, and yet plush. Edward adored you, how could someone so sweet be doomed to this terrible city.
Pulled from his thoughts by a little movement of your arm, he held his breath for a moment before starting to back away.
He snuck through your small apartment and looked for any sign that you and Bruce had been entangled. Lucky for him he found nothing, this pleased him.
A dopey smile formed on his face and he softly chuckled to himself while in your room. “Perfect..” He was so giddy he was nearly skipping out of your room. Edward loved how you hadnt been ruined by Bruce yet. Surely it was because you knew his plan. He was convinced of this, staring at your sleeping form on the couch. He leaned down, setting a softer than a cloud, kiss on the top of your head. You stayed asleep not moving until he uttered out, “y/n, i do adore you..” he whispered. You then stirred slightly, mumbling something in you sleep and rolling around on the couch. He chuckled and with that he headed out for the night. Walking back home to the hotel with pink cheeks and a wide smile.
*You hadn’t even had time to check the numbers before rushing out of your apartment.
The day was bright and you weren’t really used to it but, you had to get started on sending out thank you notes to the extra staff for helping with the party last night. Usually it was pitch black on the streets but today it had been the drab haze of greys and blues. You pulled out your phone sighing as you called Ron. Unfortunately he didn’t answer, leaving you with the voicemail.
“Hey, I’m gonna be a little late this afternoon. I’m sorry the party must’ve gotten to me.” You joked and then hung up leaving him the message. Finally arriving not long after you rushed in to see Ron at the front desk and.. Wanda?
Jeez maybe this party really had gotten to you, your worlds were colliding all around you. First at the party with Edward and Bruce Wayne, and now with Ron and Wanda laughing at the counter.
Ron noticed you instantly and stood to greet you, “Hey y/n, I got your voicemail!” He called out as you walked to the pair. “Yeah, I’m really sorry about that.” You blushed embarrassed about being late. It wasn’t like you to not show up on time. “No worries, I was talking with this lovely lady here,” he gestured to Wanda leaning on the counter with a small stack of magazines in hand.
She chuckled waving at you, and Ron spoke again,”where have you been hiding her?” He teased. “Oh gosh, you stop it.” You laughed and then pulled off your jacket, folding it over your arm. “What’s the schedule for today?” You asked and walked towards the back room.
Ron and Wanda followed behind not worried about the empty lobby. “Well we’ve been working on some of the thank you notes and general clean up from last night. Mr.Wayne offered some extra help this morning so we got it taken care of pretty fast.” He shrugged.
You set down your bag and hung up your jacket nodding “Really? I’m a little surprised he was up this early.” You chuckled. “And why is that?” Wanda smirked raising a brow, “Uh.. well.” You sighed a flush covering your cheeks. You didn’t have a crush on Bruce, but still he was a powerful man who chose to help you personally walk home. “Well he walked me home last night..” you finally mumbled out. Wanda and Ron shared a soft gasp and it turned into a bustling laughter from Wanda. Meanwhile Ron had furrowed his brows a little, remembering how Edward had walked through the party last night after you’d left.
“Is that why the boy from 148B was upset?” He wondered. Your face fell from the blush into a concerned look.
“What do you mean?” You asked as Wanda stopped laughing, not knowing Edward she didn’t really understand why it was an issue. “Well yeah after you left he came back through with this just blank stare and it looked like he had been crying.”
Your heart fell at those words and you brought your hands to your temples. “Fuck.. Have you seen him this morning..?” You groaned leaning your head up. You felt horrid at the thought of hurting him, but you guys had been fighting.
Anyways he’d called you gullible, and when his voice rose you remember the slight fear you felt. But you couldn’t help feeling bad as he had apologized. “Not really, I don’t even think it matters.” Ron shrugged. “He leaves at the end of the month anyway.” You had all started walking back to the front continuing to talk. “Oh shit yeah.”
You sighed. “I gotta text him..” you grumbled and then Wanda raised her arms, “Guys I hate to be rude but who is this guy?” And that’s when you and Ron went through talking about him.
Wanda nodded after listening and then shrugged, “Well I don’t know about all of that but is he cute?” She teased you.
You chuckled feeling a little bold with the two older friends.
“Of course he is, otherwise I wouldn’t have taken him to the party.” You laughed but it was cut short when you saw Wanda and Ron’s faces turn pink.
You slowly turned around and your face heated up, flushed with color.
“H-Hey..” you barely stuttered out seeing Edward had been walking down the hall and must’ve heard you guys talking.
Especially the last part, seeing his face matched the color of yours. Both flustered and unsure what to say next, Ron and Wanda made their getaway to the back room.
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We got a problem?
Male Reader x Ava Ayala
Request - Ava Ayala (white tiger) x Male reader. Where the male reader is an avenger with abilities like flight and controlling elements like (air, fire, earth, water, and electricity), going by Kid Element. Nick fury assigns the reader on a mission alone with Ava to fight against the sinister six. Ava doesn’t want to work with reader because she thinks he’s reckless and careless. However after the mission was a success, Ava and the reader started warming up to each other.
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Ava went to see Nick for something important. Nick tells Ava that she has to team up with someone to stop The Sinister Six, and she says yes.
“So who do I team up with? Black Widow, Bruce?” Ava said.
“Natasha is busy and Bruce is helping Tony with something,” Nick said.
“Then who… Steve? Clint-” Ava said.
“It’s Y/n. You are going to team up with Kid Element” Nick said.
“No! I'm sorry, but I don't like him” Ava said.
“Why not?” Nick asked.
“He thinks everything is about him and he is so cocky that it's annoying. Please let it be anyone else but him” Ava said.
“I made up my mind, Ava,” Nick said.
“He isn't even here,” Ava said.
“I know he is late like always but I picked him and you for a reason,” Nick said.
You arrived at the meeting very late and she was glaring at you.
“Why are you late?” Nick asked.
“Something came up,” You said.
“Like what, signing autographs?” Ava asked.
“Yes, I was signing autographs and taking pictures” You smiled.
“Oh my god” Ava mumbled.
“Just sit your ass down. You and Ava will have to stop The Sinister Six together. Just get the job down before they attack the hospital. Ava will tell you the rest now I have to leave” Nick said.
Nick left the room and Ava sighed heavily.
“You think you can keep with me?” You teased.
“Ugh,” Ava said.
“What?” You said.
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The Sinister Six started to attack the children's hospital because the mayor is there and they wanted the mayor dead.
“Follow my lead,” Ava said.
“I have ideas. You should hear them” You said.
“No. We don't have time for that, just follow my lead” Ava said.
“Okay, what is the plan?” You asked.
“Okay, the plan is-” Ava said.
You just walked away because you felt your idea was better than hers. She is feeling angry but she starts to follow you…
“Guys, while you didn't invite us to the party?” You smirked.
“Don’t be a smartass, Kid Element” Rhino said.
“Ugh, can't believe I have to fight with you,” Ava said
“You will like it,” You said.
“Enough talking! I'm going to kill you two like a bug” Lizard said.
“Bring it!” You yelled.
Ava went to take the citizens to safety. You used flight to tackle Rhino outside of the hospital. You didn't want to ruin the hospital. Now you and Rhino are starting to fight but you have super strength to push him back. Then you used electricity to hurt him and it worked, he fell to the ground. But Ava starts to fight Doctor Octopus, she starts to dodge his tentacles. He is trying to grab her but she is faster.
But Electro and Lizard start to fight you at the same time. But you use your element powers to fight them. Ava jumped out of the window and landed on the ground fine.
“The citizens are okay,” Ava said.
Ava jumped over your shoulders and kicked Lizard in the face.
“Not bad, White Tiger,” You said.
“Not bad yourself,” Ava said.
You and Ava start to fight side by side. You used your water powers to slow down Rhino and Lizard. Then you punched Doctor Octopus in the face then she kicked him in the chest. Then you used your Earth powers to create an earthquake to hurt them.
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After fighting the villains, you went home and invited Ava. You are surprised she said yes, but you and Ava are feeling tired. The apartment is in a somewhat bad shape.
“I live with my uncle and his girlfriend,” You said.
You and Ava are wearing normal clothes and she is sitting next to you. She drinks her fruit punch soda.
“What happened to your parents?” Ava asked.
“I don't like talking about it, but I would tell you. My parents died in a car crash, then I was placed in foster care for a while before my uncle took me in. My uncle got hurt in a motorcycle so he can't work. I pay most of the bills doing odd jobs, while his girlfriend takes care of him” You said
“I lost my parents too, Y/n,” Ava said.
“Really?” You asked.
“Yeah, my parents were killed by a hitman. Wish I could have done something differently. But I live with my niece Angela del Toro” Ava said.
“I think that too, wishing I could have done something differently” You sighed.
“I won't tell anyone about your parents,” Ava said.
“I know. I have chips” You said.
“I have been craving chips for a while” Ava smiled.
She followed you to the kitchen. You and Ava started to share the chips and then started to talk about music. You and Ava are smiling at each other and she is enjoying the conversation. Next, you and Ava talked about music artists which you two dislike the most.
But something happens, and she starts to kiss you. She has her arms around you and starts to kiss you and you don't stop kissing her.
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You and Ava have been dating in secret. It's date night you took her bowling, and you two are having fun. But you took Ava to another city so the Avengers won't find out that you are on a date with her.
“I won!” Ava cheered.
“I want a rematch,” You said.
“Y/n, you lost to me twice” Ava smiled.
“You cheated, Ava,” You said.
“You are funny” Ava giggled.
You and Ava went to get snacks. You sit across from her and she steals a cheese fry from your plate.
“Wow, you are a food thief and a cheater,” You said.
“I have skills,” Ava said then she winked.
You are smiling at her then continue to eat. Before going home, you and Ava play the Claw Machine. She kissed you on the lips because you won her a plush bear with a basketball team name on the shirt.
“Let me try to win something for you” Ava smiled.
“Sure! No girl has ever won something for me” You said.
“I’m not like the others,” Ava said.
“That’s true,” You said.
You watch play but after a while, she finally won something for you. She managed to get you a plush ghost from Super Mario. You kiss her on the lips and she has her hand on your cheek.
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Renewal Isn’t a Lie Anymore pt.2
-Edward Nashton x gn! reader/ Bruce Wayne x gn!reader
- pt. 1 here, part 3, part 4, part 5
-warnings: light incel behavior, light nsfw, hurt, angst, no comfort at end :((
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Over the next couple months, you and Edward have become close friends. Since he is a forensic account, he volunteers for the orphanage on the weekend. You text him about updates on the kids, he especially loves when you send pictures of you and the kids together. You looked so bright when you’re around “your” children. He even decided to make his home screen you holding Cythina, his lock screen being a picture of you and him smiling.
You kept him sane, you made him feel important and wanted. He still remembers the night you asked for him to send a picture of him for a contact picture. He posed in front of a mirror with a smile, thumbs up, with his Radiohead shirt. Edward almost passed out when you texted back, “Thank you! I love your shirt, it looks cute on you :)”. He then asked for a the same thing, you then sent yourself in the bathroom, doing the same pose but in your silk nightdress/ pajamas. He felt so lucky, he couldn’t help but let his hand travel down his stomach and into his boxers.
He wanted more from this friendship though, he wanted to say your his, and only his. You always would in his fantasies at night. He wants to make this dream into reality. He felt like he deserved you more than anyone, he worked so hard for what he has, doesn’t he deserve a reward?
Sometimes when you are together at the orphanage helping, Bruce would stop by and steal your attention from Edward. He would watch in envy as you greeted him with a hug and a long kiss.
But he noticed something, he can read in between the lines. Over all the time Bruce would greet you, he seemed to be less and less into your hugs and kisses. He always seemed less interested in your affection. One time you heard Bruce was there at the orphanage and you rushed to him. Edward snuck behind you, he saw you try to embrace and kiss Bruce and he lightly pushed you away. All he said was, “Not now…sorry…” You just nodded and walked along his side.
‘Bruce was losing interest in you’ he thought, now he can make his move. The next day, you seem calm and happy. You kept adjusting your turtleneck, Edward felt his stomach drop when he saw hickies along your neck. All he felt was anger, not towards you, but toward your husband for ruining your precious skin. Only he should do that, he wanted to mark you.
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The “Ridder” was out tonight, he was ready to get evidence of Batman or Bruce Wayne. He wasn’t sure if you knew he was Batman or not, but he still was going to show you the truth. Though he knew he was Bruce, he wanted to wait to share that moment with the public. It had to be grand, it had to have an extra element to it.
He saw Batman with…someone? He was usually seen with an older detective, but this was a woman in a tight black suit. He was a bit confused but continued to watch them. Before he knew it, he found his lead. He wanted to make sure it was what he thought, but as always, he was right.
 He felt terrible, but pulled out his phone and recorded the whole interaction. “Oh my sweet Y/n... the plans I have for you..” he chuckled to himself.
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A couple days pass and you haven’t heard from Edward, “Maybe he’s just busy…His job seems hard after all.” you mumbled to yourself. You worried for your friend after all, he seemed so lonely when he wasn’t around you. As you put on your silk robe, you left your shared room into the kitchen. Alfred always offered to make you food but you always insisted of making your own.
Bruce left for his nightly duties around 4 hours ago, you were so bored without him. You felt like you haven’t seen him in so long. You feel…lonely. You miss Bruce, not Batman. You turned on the news to see the reporters talking about the Riddler killing yet another person. The Riddler was…scary, you feel childish for saying that but he was. Ever since that first letter, he wrote you more. He always used valentine’s day cards with riddles about love, angels, hearts etc.
You hated to admit it but…You felt like this weird killer was giving you more attention than your own husband. He put thought into writing to you and it made you feel wanted. 
The news showed a video of him sitting on a chair with a green sheet with a question mark in the back, “Hello people of Gotham. It’s the Riddler here with news to share more information about your lovely government officials and your GCPD.” he then went onto exposing the corrupt people in your city. He showed pictures of officials coming out of the Iceberg Lounge with young women who weren’t their spouses by their sides. “Oh...their poor wives.”
You watched people that you knew from parties and galas were shown for the people they truly are. Then he made a statement, yelling almost, “The ONLY one of you who actually change this city is none other than Y/n Wayne. While their husband does nothing but lounge all day and all night, they put in the work for this city. THEY made a promise of renewal and THEY STUCK WITH IT. They have done more in a the past year than anyone has done in 20 plus years. So Y/n Wayne, you shall be spared from any terror, but for the rest….watch out.” the video ended and showed the two reporters again.
“I’m spared..?” you asked yourself. You shook your head and headed towards your office. You opened your laptop, scrolling endlessly through online shopping sites for 15 minutes.
*Ping!*
You heard your email go off, it was from an unknown name. You hesitated answering, but before you could your phone’s ringtone for Bruce went off. You jumped a bit before answering your phone, “Hello..?”
“Y/N! Don’t open anything from the Riddler. We found his plans and I don’t want you to open anything till I come home. I’m almost there…I love you.” he said, ending it abruptly.
“I…I love you more..” you softly said to yourself, placing your phone on your desk. The past 20 minutes we’re killing too cause of the anticipation. You walked around your office till you couldn’t take it.
“Fuck it..” you went back into your chair. You went to your email and clicked on the email. The screen went black, then you were greeted with the Riddler speaking to his phone.
“Hellooooo, hello hello hello my sweet angel. I hope you’re doing well tonight, I bet your look ravishing as usual.” he said, giggling after. You felt off, fear creeping up on you.
“Now my sweet, you’re probably wondering why I’m sending this to you. Well, you know Brucey don’t you? Do you really know him? I don’t know if you know this, probably do since you’re with him. Bruce Wayne is the Batman. But that’s not all, haha, I have something to show you about your ‘sweet, ‘LOYAL’ husband!” he yelled, you flinched. What was he talking about?
“But I know you won’t believe me…no no no you won’t. But maybe, I should show you myself.” his voice got deeper. It then cut away to Bruce and…some woman? You’ve never seen her before at parties the two of you went to.
“I shouldn’t be doing this anymore…I have a wife you know..” Bruce said, captions helping you make out what he is saying. But what does he mean….
“What they don’t know, won’t kill them…” the mysterious woman spoke, leaning in to kiss him.
You froze, watching as Bruce embraced the woman, not pushing her away. You couldn’t move, your breath stopped. You felt the tears well up in your eyes as he kissed her. He was so…intimate. He wasn’t like that with you anymore…. it was just sex, never love making. Now you know where it went to...
It cut back to the Riddler, “Please do what you will with this evidence. Goodbye my soon to be weeping angel… Just know Mrs./Mr. Wayne….you have me on your side!” he cheered, waving the camera goodbye.
You just stared at the black screen, “H-How could he…” you said softly, feeling the tears run down your face.
You heard your door slam open, revealing Bruce out of his suit, just in sweatpants. His black eye makeup smudged, his breathing heavy. You just looked at him and shook your head, your hands covering your mouth. You hunched over in your chair and sobbed, Bruce rushed to your side, rubbing your back, “Y/n…speak to me. What’s wrong” he asked.
You turned to him, sadness and anger in your eyes, “What’s wrong?...WHAT’S WRONG?!” you yelled, jumping up out of your seat. You looked down at him, “So…who’s this other woman you’ve been seeing behind my fucking back..?” you asked, you were finally broken, seeing Bruce for who he is.
Bruce didn’t say anything, he couldn’t. The Riddler has caught him red handed.
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mcuwritin · 3 years
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I'll always choose you
Natasha Romanoff x f!reader
words: 3k
genre: fluff
warnings: swearing, guns, swords, death, blood, injuries
Masterlist.
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When you first joined the team Natasha was wary of you, she never saw you before and she couldn't find any information on you. You weren't the most open person, preferring to keep your personal life to yourself, so she chose to stay close and keep an eye on you just in case. And when you became more open with her, she realised that you could be trusted.
You were always the first one to support her plans for missions and the last one to object her ideas. On your missions you stayed close, watching her back (she did the same to you).
She couldn't understand, at first, why you were so loyal to her and only her, and you never gave her a proper answer, so she let the questions go (for now).
You never paid as much attention to other team members, never blindly followed their instructions, even when Captain gave you an order you always looked at her for a nod of approval.
It annoyed the hell out of everyone on the team, but to Natasha it meant the world. She always felt her stomach tighten when you did that.
She started to open up to you as well, telling you about the Red Room, about her insecurities and biggest fears.
You told her that whatever happened there didn't make her any less of a hero.
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But then there was Hydra.
She told Steve everything she knew, but it still wasn't enough for him, suspicion lingered in his eyes. She knew he never fully trusted her, always hesitating whenever she offered him information, just like Tony and Bruce. Just like everyone she knows, except Clint and Fury.
And when they had to run away, she ran to you. She fully trusted you by now, but she was afraid that today will be the day you finally doubted her.
You let them in without a question, and when she told you about Hydra, you didn't have any reason not to trust her, so you just nodded and got your suit ready.
"You don't have any questions?" She asked, rooting you on the spot with her questioning eyes. "What if lied to you? What if I'm with Hydra?"
You just let out a laugh, murmuring a that's a lame joke under you breath and walked past her, squeezing her shoulder and sending her a reassuring look.
She sat there, trying to grasp how it could be possible that you trusted her so much after knowing her so little.
Then there was a masked man on the bridge, Bucky, and Steve was too distracted to notice his friend bleeding out in the van.
"Can't you see she's hurt?" You snapped at the guards, trying your best to stop the bleeding.
She had just enough energy left in her body to send you a grateful smile.
You stopped Hydra, blowing up the ships and ruining a couple of buildings in the process. She was anxious after she leaked SHIELD's information, but seeing how proud you were of her made it all worth it.
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Time went by, you got to know each other more and more, your weekly movie nights slowly became daily movie nights. She took you to her favourite cafe for lunch, and brought you your favourite treat from a local bakery everyday, claiming she was just passing by it, and since I had enough time...
Your occasional complaints about her ditching you to train with Wanda disappeared, when she offered to become permanent training partners. Your late night talks became sleepovers, and soon enough your favourite pillow occupied the right side of her bed and her clothes occupied a shelf in your closet.
But then there were Accords.
It wasn't even Wanda's fault. She did not set off that bomb, she did not kill all these innocent people. Rumlow did.
Natasha was conflicted. She knew the Accords were needed, but not on these terms. She pulled you away after Ross left, a quiet storm in her eyes. "What do you think?"
"I don't think we should sign them, but not signing them would be worse, right? Can't we have a middle ground?" Your were troubled, your eyes searching hers for an answer.
"They won't budge. We need to choose." She let out a shaky breath before clothing her eyes, leaning her head against the wall with a light thud. You took the chance and leaned against her side. "Okay. Then I'm with you."
"What?" She pulled away.
"I'm with you."
"Y/n, this is your freedom we're talking about. You can't make decisions like that just because you want to tag along." She couldn't understand why between Tony and Steve you would choose her. She had nothing to offer in return for your loyalty, she said as much months ago, but you still chose her.
"Do you want me to be on your side?" You whispered, your arms circling her waist to make her look at you.
"More than anything." She breathed out, falling into your arms.
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She signed the Accords and you followed suit. Tony didn't even lift an eyebrow when he saw you standing beside Nat, not surprised to see you choosing her again. He always wondered why you were so devoted to her, sending you questioning looks whenever you took her side in an argument. But then something clicked in his eyes and he let out a quiet exhale, a trace of a smile on his lips.
Now, he and Steve argued next to you, and Natasha thought about how did it come to this. How could she let it come to this.
Bucky escaped and Steve asked for your help, you heard Natasha's take a sharp breath from behind you. "I can get your stuff, but after that you're on your own. I'm sorry." You offered.
"Thank you." He left with a squeeze of your elbow.
Natasha took your hand in hers and led you out.
"If he's right, if Bucky didn't do this, then I'll help him." She said once you both got in her car, her eyes trained on you, her body tense and unmoving. She was afraid, you realised, afraid of your reaction.
"I'll find the proof, you'll get Tony to listen." You decided, turning the air conditioning on. Like it was not a big deal, like you just decided what to get for dinner, and Natasha finally realized that you're not going anywhere, that you will stick with her until the very end. She blinked away the tears and drove away.
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"Can you believe he got a child to fight for us?" Natasha heard you shout, distracting her from Clint long enough for Wanda to yank her away. You were by her side in a second, pulling her up.
"Cat guy will catch up to them." You stated, your eyes darting between Steve and Tony.
"You think we should stop him?" She saw your hesitation, your mouth opening, but no words came out. "Y/n?" She asked again.
"I didn't find anything yet, but I think Bucky is innocent." You hesitated, awaiting her reaction.
"Then that's enough for me." She said, before running off in the direction of the warehouse.
She stopped T'Challa, granting Steve and Bucky an easy escape. Rhodes got hurt, the rest of Steve's team was thrown in the Raft and you disappeared.
Tony was angry with her when she approached him, spewing hurtful words she knew he only somewhat meant. He didn't know where you were either. She waited as long as she could for you to come back, but then Ross almost got her and she had to run away.
Norway, she decided with no hesitation, when Mason offered her a list of countries she could escape to. He chuckled then, mumbling about how he knew she'll choose it.
"There's a surprise for you." He said when she met him, a smug expression on his face. She didn't say anything in return, side eyeing him until he hurried away.
She knew someone was inside the second she stepped foot in her new home. Reaching for her gun, she carefully stepped in what would be her bedroom, when she noticed you sleeping in her bed.
"You asshole!" She grumbled angrily, throwing a pillow in your face. You sat up abruptly, too disoriented to understand what was going on. "You just disappeared on me and now you show up, sleeping on my bed with your shoes on!" She continued pushing you with her pillow, until you had enough and threw her on the bed beside you.
"Ross was snooping around, I couldn't afford him finding you." You explained, rubbing the sleep off your eyes. "I'm glad you chose Norway." You yawned, sinking into her body, your face nuzzled into her neck.
"I know you love Norway." She grudgingly pulled you closer.
---
The generator lasted until nightfall and Natasha went to get some gas, leaving you to protect our household.
She didn't get the chance to reach the gas station, a missile blew up her car and she had a fight off with a masked person, who managed to throw her into the river, but not before she took the vials.
She should've warned you somehow, but after seeing the picture tucked between the vials, she knew she had to go as soon as possible. And you deserve a payback for the scare you gave her.
The next morning she was in her old apartment in Budapest, choking her sister with a curtain. Red Room was still there, Yelena said.
She came back two days later with no gas and a short blonde trailing behind her. "I didn't know the gas station was on the other side of the world." You said, pulling her in a tight hug.
"Had to make a pitstop in Budapest." She sounded regretful, sending you a small smile.
"Who's that beautiful woman?" Yelena asked, sending you a cheeky wink.
"Y/n." You said at the same time as Natasha grumbled she's off limits quietly, so only Yelena could hear. Eyebrows shot up on her face, but she didn't comment, turning to shake your hand.
By know Natasha should've known that after she explained everything to you, you'll offer your help, but she was still shocked when you immediately got up to make some calls, a look of determination on your face.
"We'll have a jet by evening, with guns and everything we might need." You said when you finished the conversation.
"I like her." Yelena grinned.
---
Alexei was an interesting person.
You didn't like him. In fact, you wished you could punch him in the face hard enough for his teeth to fall out. Natasha could sense the anger radiating from you in waves, she noticed you grinding your jaw whenever he spoke up, your eyes boring through his face. You were not as hard on Melina, she noted, your eyes softened, when you learned she was controlled too.
Natasha never thought anyone would care for her the way you did, and when you snapped at Alexei to finally shut the fuck up, she gently squeezed your hand under the table to let you know that it was okay. She didn't hold any grudges against them, and she didn't want you to carry that hate around. You let out a breath, mumbling a quiet sorry under your breath.
"Thank you." She mouthed.
---
The Red Room was even worse than you thought.
You had no idea where you were when you woke up strapped to the table, some scientists standing not too far away. You looked on your left and saw Yelena trying to communicate with you without using her voice, she tilted her head in the direction of scientists than gestured to a table full of medical equipment next to you. You nodded in understanding and moved at the same time as her.
You found the antidote quickly enough and separated, you ran to find Natasha and she went to the widows.
You found Nat in Dreykov's office, surrounded by the widows. You saw them take turns hitting her and your blood boiled. You never fought so hard in your life. Taking them down one by one you inched closer to her with every step, until you finally reached her, shielding her from the punches long enough for Yelena to come back and release the antidote.
Your dysfunctional team managed to take down the Red Room and Natasha hugged you so tight she might've broken a couple of ribs.
"Steve asked for our help." She said once she pulled away, her eyes staring in the distance, where she could see Ross coming.
"We're not doing anything until you're patched up." You huffed, putting her hand around your shoulders to help her move. She tried her best to hide her injuries, but you saw every twitch of her muscles, every wince on her face.
"Okay." She didn't protest this time, putting most of her weight on your shoulders, and let you lead her to the car hidden in the distance.
---
You met Steve a week later, and to your relief he had everything prepared.
"What happened?" He asked, when he noticed the bruises on Natasha's arms.
"A run in with an old enemy of mine." She simply replied, refusing to reveal more. His concerned eyes settled on you then, but you shook your head. If Natasha didn't want to tell him, then you won't tell anything too.
Turns out breaking into the Raft was much easier than you thought. Natasha got into their system in minutes and opened the doors for you and Steve.
The guards didn't stand a chance against the supersoldier and you didn't even break a sweat, letting Steve do the hard work while you took care of the few who managed to avoid him. Natasha joined you a few minutes later, showing you a hard drive with a smug grin.
"Got some dirt on them in the process."
"It's called multitasking, Rogers." You shut him up before he could start complaining, earning a glare from the captain.
Once you reached the cells Natasha immediately went to Wanda's, her heart breaking at the sight of the young witch. After that getting out was not a problem, you had the most powerful human on your side.
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"I never thought I'll be fighting against an army of aliens." You huffed, killing another creature with your sword. T'Challa offered all of you a variety of weapons, and you choose two vibranium swords after he said they could slice through anything.
"I never thought I'd live long enough to see flying cars, but here we are." Steve grumbled in response, tearing apart another alien before it could hurt you.
"Y/n, if you get yourself killed, I'll personally drag you back from heaven." Natasha shouted from a distance, her worried eyes darting to you every couple of minutes.
"She thinks I'll end up in heaven." You grinned, slicing through another enemy.
No matter how many you killed, Thanos' army kept growing, his ships digging through the ground, just under the barrier.
But then Thor came back on Earth stronger than ever, and you felt yourself smile. Natasha was closer to you now and you fought back to back in a practised dance, the creatures attacking you did not stand a chance. Wanda came down just on time to join the fight after she successfully destroyed the stone, saving you from the incoming ships.
Thanos appeared not long after. He somehow knew that Wanda already destroyed the stone and he was angry.
Good, Natasha thought. That meant he'll be sloppy and distracted, which is exactly what you need. He tried to use the green stone right away, but the red mist surrounding his arm stopped him from moving his fingers, keeping his arm in place. He didn't have the chance to shake Wanda away, Stormbreaker already sliced his arm off.
His body was left in Wakanda for science purposes.
Tony, Peter and a wizard, Dr. Strange, came back on Earth a week later on a cool-looking spaceship that belonged to a woman named Carol, who offered you a cheeky grin when she noticed you staring. Natasha huffed beside you, taking your hand to lead you back inside.
"You know, if you want everyone to stop flirting with your best friend, you should at least ask her out." Yelena complained loud enough for everyone to hear, immediately snapping her mouth shut when she noticed Natasha's glare.
Everyone looked at her in panic, awaiting a catastrophe, except for Tony, who had a knowing look on his face and Carol, who looked like she was ready to fly away any second now.
"What do you mean?" Natasha asked, causing everyone to take a step back.
"You can't be that dense. Everyone knows you're in love with each other, so just ask her out already." Yelena exclaimed, aggressively gesturing between you two.
You tried to hold your laughter, but failed when you saw Natasha slowly sitting down on the grass, her palm connecting with her forehead. "Yelena, we've been together for years." She said.
"What?" You heard Steve shout. "When did that happen?"
"Somewhere between Hydra and the Accords she asked me out. The best date of my life." You answered for her, pulling her back on her feet. "For a team of superheroes you all are kind of dense." You chuckled, patting Yelena on the shoulder as you passed by her. She still had her mouth open in shock.
"For the record, I noticed a long time ago." Tony called after you, clutching his wound.
---
Everything was finally fine, even more than fine, great. And you felt yourself smile when Natasha returned to your room after checking up on Tony.
"Did you threaten him?" She changed into her sleep clothes, tiredly rubbing her shoulder.
"Who? Tony?" You furrowed your eyebrows, trying to remember if you actually did. She nodded, sending you a teasing smile. "Oh, shut up. What did he say?"
"He apologized for what he said to me back then, and for not being here for us when we dealt with the Red Room." You were surprised, but not shocked. You knew Tony always cared about your girlfriend, just in his own way. "Thank you." She added, cuddling into your side.
"For what?" You arms circled her form, stroking her shoulder.
"For choosing me." She whispered into your neck, and you could feel the slightest shake of her voice against your throat.
"I'll always choose you." You placed a kiss on the top of her head, tightening your hold. "Always."
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