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imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl · 2 years

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(Part 07 of 07)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove X Reader | platonic!Eddie X Reader

Word count: 1.8 K

Summary: You didn't get over Billy's death, isolating yourself from everyone. But when a new monster starts making victims, the party has no other choice but to involve you... And ask you to give shelter to a metalhead.

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{Stranger Things Masterlist}

A/N: Special thanks to my wonderful friend @multific for all her help through this story. I love you, girl!!

You and Me

It happens fast. Too fast for you even process. Maxine is in the air, walkman broke on the floor, Jason with his hands around Lucas' neck, the boy's face bleeding.

It's too much to fix all at once. But you outnumbered Jason, so the next thing also happens fast.

Eddie pulls Jason off Lucas, laying a punch on his jaw, the noise that comes of it telling you that the rings made quite a mess on Jason's pretty face. Billy runs to Max as you go for the walkman, to see if you could put it together... But no. It's broken beyond repair.

“I can't put it together!” You yell, seeing through the corner of your eye as Jason gets tangled in the vines... You didn't even acknowledge them. “I can't put it together! What do we do?”

“Sing it!” Eddie shouts, pushing his hair out of the way and leaving a blood stain on his forehead.

“No!” Lucas interrupts, his voice is hoarse. He turns to Billy. “Talk to her. Say you forgive her!”

When you look at Billy, you see as understanding dawns on him. He takes a deep breath, his face getting a sad expression. “Maxine.” He calls. “It's me. I'm back, I'm alive. (Y/N) came for me. Now, you better listen, shitface.” Billy steps closer, looking up at his sister. “I forgive you. Hear me? I forgive you for hating me. I know you did. And I know I gave too many reasons for that. I forgive you for wanting me dead. You told me that many times, and I know you meant it. Mostly on the days I made your life a living hell. So I get it. You wanted me dead. And I wanted you dead too, a couple of times. And I hope you can forgive me as I have forgiven you. Now snap out of it. Don't let Vecna use it against you, because it doesn't exist anymore. Come back so I can be a real brother this time.”

“Yes, come back to us, Max,” Lucas says, tears in his eyes. “We love you. Please, come back to us.”

Then, you join the call. “C'mon, Madmax. You're stronger than this stupid-ass Vecna. Fight him.”

And everyone calls to her, telling her to fight, how strong and loved she is. Your heart is beating fast because, with every passing second, she might be closer to death. And you just got Billy back, you can't lose anyone else. You can't lose another loved one.

But suddenly, she falls, and you release the breath you didn't even know you were holding. Billy manages to catch her well enough so her head didn't hit the floor. “Hey, hey.” He mutters, getting some red chunks of hair off her face. “Wake up, c'mon.”

When she opens her eyes, everyone groans in relief. “I... B-Billy? A-am I still-” She tries to get up, but Billy holds her.

“No. Hey! I'm here. This isn't Vecna. It's me. I forgive you.”

“What...?”

“For wanting me dead. For hating me. I forgive you.”

After seconds of silence, Max throws her arms around Billy's neck, crying, and sobbing. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry.” She stutters, her body shaking. “Thank you. Thank you for what you did.”

The scene makes you smile and brings tears to your eyes at the same time. So, you decide to leave them for a while, because they need some time.

And because you need time to process everything that happened.

Leaving the attic, you cross the house and sit on the porch steps, elbows on your knees and hands on your head.

“Everything alright?” It's Eddie, coming to sit by your side. “Aren't you happy?”

You gasp, looking at him. “I'm ecstatic. I just... My brain is moving too fast. I felt like I needed some silence and to sit down for a moment.”

“Guess I ruined the silence part.” He says, and you giggle.

“You didn't-”

“Holy crap!” The yell makes you get up and turn around, on high alert, and ready to fight again, even if it's with your bare hands. But what you see makes you relax, at the same time it sends your brain on another rollercoaster.

Robin was the one to yell. And there she is, with Steve and Nancy.

“What... The hell...” You mutter, feeling dizzy and grabbing Eddie's arm.

“Vecna is dead.” Is Nancy who speaks, looking both relieved and tired. “He burned to ashes.”

“Billy is back.” You can't help but burst out, a laugh escaping your lips. “I followed the plan. When Dustin was safe, I went to my old house. Eddie came with me and... He was there.”

“What?!” Steve exclaims, eyebrows furrowed. “How's that even possible?”

“Neither of this seems possible,” Billy says, coming from behind then, Maxine walking next to him. “But here we are.”

They all look as if they saw a ghost, but as Billy walks over to you, they smile. “This mission was a complete success,” Nancy adds, and you nod.

“Yeah, yeah. I don't know about any of you,” Robin speaks up. “But I need a shower. And... Cheeseburgers. Yes, a bunch of cheeseburgers.”

Everyone agrees, and so you start to move. Billy, Maxine, and Eddie come to your place to shower and change, and on the way, Max tells you how Eleven helped her, and that she's coming back to Hawkins with Mike and Jonathan.

Everything is good and all, but after some time, you and Billy excuse yourselves. You're both tired, and you just want to be alone.

After you're all clean from the Upside Down - after Billy making it clear he didn't like it one bit that you gave Eddie his clothes - the party arrives with more cheeseburgers you could eat. But you don't complain. How could you? Dustin comes out with a plan to clean Eddie's name, which will be implemented tomorrow.

Once in your bedroom, Billy climbs on the bed, breathing deeply. “I can't remember the last time I felt warm. Or full. Or safe.”

Smiling, you lie down next to him, propping yourself up on an elbow. “I love you.” It's the most important thing to say now. “You said you love me before dying... And I didn't have time to say it back. So I'm saying it now. I love you.”

Billy's eyes start to glisten with tears. “You saved me before I saved you. You know that, right?” You nod. “Come here.” Without thinking twice, you snuggle onto him, your head on his chest as you let yourself cry. Billy doesn't say anything, he just holds you, caressing your head. “I won't leave you again, I promise. Well, maybe when I'm very, very old...” It makes you giggle.

“If we're still together then...”

“Look at me.” He asks, and you raise your head just enough to look into his eyes. “I want you. Forever.”

“Billy...”

“I want to have a life with you. To grow old with you. That monster almost stole that from me. But now that I got a second chance, I won't blow it. Be my girlfriend, (Y/N). And my wife, as soon as we can make it happen.”

You're crying all over again, hiding your face on his chest.

“So... I really need an answer, you know...”

“Yes, silly!” You yell, moving to lie on top of him, crashing your lips to his, and stealing a long, warm, passionate kiss. “Yes, yes, yes.” You keep saying in between kisses, feeling blissful in his arms, knowing they will be around you for years to come.

After some more minutes of talking, you both fall asleep quickly. And when the morning comes, you feel blissful all over again, to find Billy sleeping next to you.

He won't be fading away, not this time. Never again.

•••

Two months later, the heat had finally kicked in. You're in the crowd, in a light blue dress, fanning yourself.

Billy blows at your neck, making you giggle. “Fresh?”

“A little.” You say with a smile.

“It's him now. It's him!” Dustin says, and everyone turns to the stage.

“Mr. Edward Munson.” The principal calls, and off he goes to the stage, in his green graduation gown, to take his diploma.

Everyone is silent, politely watching... Everyone but the party, and his D&D friends. You're all clapping and yelling, and when Eddie gives the principal the finger, you can't help but laugh. “I can't believe he really did it.” You say.

“Guy is crazy,” Billy tells you, and you nod.

But today is not only about Eddie's graduation. It's also a day to say goodbye. So, after a party at the trailer park, with the party finally complete, you say your goodbys, hugging everyone.

“Be careful. And call. Every day.” Joyce says, before kissing your forehead. She doesn't know if she'll go back to California yet, but you don't think she will. But if she does, you're sure she will be visiting you in Santa Monica very often.

“I will, I promise.”

After hugging one by one, you stop before Eddie. “Thank you, Eddie. For helping me find Billy. And for everything else.”

He smiles, pulling you into a bear hug. “You better visit, okay? I'll miss you.”

“Don't worry. I'll come for the holidays.”

“Good.” He kisses your cheek, and then, he looks at Billy. “I'll let you go before his stare kills me.”

Giggling, you walk around the car, pulling the door open. “Anything crazy happens, call me right away, okay? We'll come.”

“We will,” Dustin says, and you get inside the car.

“Ready, princess?” Billy asks, and you take a deep breath.

“Ready.” Then, he starts the car, and soon enough you're looking back, waving at the family you're leaving behind.

Billy takes your hand. “Don't cry. They'll be visiting us in three months.”

But they are not behind. They'll always be your chosen family, who helped you through the darkest times. Already, there are plans for vacations, either here or in California, because nobody wants this family to break apart. And it won't.

“These are tears of joy, B.” Leaning over, you kiss him. “For the future. The future I could only dream of for eight months... Now it's here. It started.”

“You and I, princess.” One more kiss and you cross the city's limits... Heading to California.

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delicrieux · 3 years

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—MAKE YOU SAY “OH” EXTRAS: TINDER

extra meaning non-canonical occurrence; can be placed anywhere in the “make you say oh” timeline after couple (cha. 14) and before the final “oh”.

pairing—corpse husband x f!reader warnings—tinder profiles, tw: men, swearing. word count—2.6k. format— written. ─── ❥ req by nonnie: y/n makes a youtube vid/live stream where she's just swiping through her tinder acc and corpse literally blocks her lmao

author’s note—akldsljfs this was such a funny idea i could not not write it lmao

ultimate masterlist. myso masterlist

You have pulled the biggest brain move by setting up both a facecam and a screen recorder on your phone. All is beautifully displayed and visible during the stream. Your fanbase is particularly intrigued on what exactly are you planning on doing today, seeing as your tweet of “strea” had been a bit vague, if not downright ominous. No emojis. No elaboration. You couldn’t even be bothered to finish the word. Truly, a mystery. Everyone tuned in and are currently waiting with bated breath.

A few of your fans must sense upcoming doom because the overall mood in the chat turns from optimistically intrigued to...evil. It’s an entity all on it’s own now, clawing at you through the screen with various renditions of laughter and devil emojis. A few eggplants thrown in there for good measure, accompanied, naturally, by the scandalous water drops. At first the common consensus is that you’re biting the bullet and going through your camera roll on stream. Definitely an idea worth considering, though you frankly don’t know what lies at the start of the 11k photograph journey, and you are afraid to check in public. Could be a harmless meme, could be a salacious pic you had saved of an OF star. It’s really a gamble. Either way, you would definitely get banned. You might still get banned. Why do you insist on doing shit like this?

Because it’s funny. Because you’re kinda stupid. Because it’s just so absolutely laughably easy to do.

A smile quirks your lips, and while it is not explicitly smug, the look in your eyes sure is, “Greetings,” You utter lowly, dimming the lights--the budget for this stream! Ugh, you went all out, “my children.”

mother i crave violence

sensing evil energy rn!!

i do not claim the energy in this video for myself or anyone else watching this 💖💖

^with peace and love shut the fuck up

“I know y’all lowkey hoes-” Upon your words the chat splits into two: one side eagerly agrees (even shares a few OF accounts! How helpful, supporting small businesses!), whilst the other feverishly insists on innocence. You make a face stuck somewhere between offended and bewildered, “Now c'mon now-I know you. I know you all. We’re the same, don’t-what was that?”

You try to scroll back to the comment but it’s loss in the sea of incoming messages, “I swear to God I just saw-”

Corpse_Husband: i love late night streams it’s not like i have anything better to do.

“COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORPSE!!!!”

rip headphone users

i cant feel my face when im with you by the weeknd but instead of face its my fucking ears

yall think full vol on pc is better?my parents woke up 😭😭😭😭

To think he’s spending his last waking moments for today with watching you (he probably still would have anyway, because you do not posses an ounce of shame or self-control and pester him relentlessly)! It makes your heart sing, and suddenly, a traitorous, fun hating idea barges it’s way through the crowd of incoherent buzzing and states: don’t do this. For some reason it also has the voice of Rae. As if that would work in guilt-tripping you- Rae never succeed, and her fictitious rendition in mind won’t fare much better either.

Still, you thought about it. That must count for something. Corpse will understand, won’t he? Why don’t you want to upset it in the first place? Men look so funny when they lose their shit, like hello, don’t you have anything better to do? But the image of Corpse just sitting there, hurt, distraught, leaving you on seen because he’s in his sad boy hours leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

queen rly went from 🥺😊 to 😕 u ok bbgirl?

Corpse_Husband: no pouts cutie

akjdjoeijdfse cUTIE??? deadass boutta r.i.p.

Well that succeeded in eliminating everything from mind, doubts included. If this was an anime, the scenery would shift into something roseate, with flowers and bubbles and sparkles all around you along with a halo or two. Alas, not an anime, rather reality. The led-lights, however, seemingly possessing a will of their own, slowly turn from deep violet to pink. You smile brightly, like the absolute dumbass you are, and you are met with a ray of heart and blushing emojis. You are just so cute, a real cutie! Still in your disguise adorable state, you swipe your finger on your phone screen, the grin never leaving your lips.

There, among the plethora of apps, nestled sits a red square with a white fire plastered on it. The delicate calligraphy on the bottom reads: TINDER.

The mood changes once again- you’re giving the roaches emotional instability by how quickly everything flips over- and the chat spams eggplants vigorously; some, of course, bravely fight against the thirst.

nooooooo i thought y/n is gonna stream in a god honoring way!!!

^pack it up girl defined

“So, Charlie and I-” You note a few awfully curious comments and squint, “-yes, we talk a lot. Charlie is a really good friend of mine. We’re best friends. Brothers. Sisters. Cousins. The whole fucking family tree-no, that sounds weird. Delete. Anyway, Charlie, being the absolute fucker he is, said, hey, you know what would be funny? And I was like, nooo, what would be funny, Charlie? And he says to me, he says, says, making fun of men on Tinder. And if y’all need any more proof that Charlie and I are platonic soulmates, then dunno, my children, my roaches, I dunno-I dunno what more to give you.”

You can’t be bothered reading the comments, there’s too damn many. You also need to save your reading comprehension for the actual bios. It has a time limit, that darn thing.

“Okay, so I made a profile earlier, but I hadn’t swiped on anyone yet-” Despite the fact, Tinder helpfully informs you that already 99+ people have swiped right on you, “So, this is me,” You show the pictures you have of yourself, and damn, not to be a conceited narcissist, but you look really good. Like if you saw yourself on Tinder, you’d super like instantly. “Uhm, so, my bio-my bio says: let’s sauce in the tub together, ya dig? splishy splashy, giggle giggle.”

i cant believe we are witnessing y/n trying to form a coherent sentence live

shes trying give her time

ya dig??? y not capeesh

what scene from the godfather is this lol?

“My anthem, is,” You laugh, covering your lips with your hand, “Corpsie, this is form you-” Proudly, you show that indeed, Corpse’s E-GIRLS ARE RUINING MY FUCKING LIFE is listed as your anthem on Spotify, “Hehe.” Yes, you say that aloud.

Corpse_Husband: you’re killing me Corpse_Husband: thanks baby Corpse_Husband: now delete tinder ❤︎

You ignore his last quip, deciding it’s finally time to get this show on the road, “Right, let’s do this shit. I’m not actually going to swipe on any guys that look, uh, decent? Yuck, can’t believe I just said that, uhm, because I-because I feel like some actually deserve a chance with someone? I don’t wanna get anyone’s hopes up, as I am currently in a long distance relationship with Chrollo. So I’m just gonna swipe on, like, frat boy assholes. Because I don’t care if I hurt their feelings. Quite frankly I don’t think they possess them in the first place.”

The chat voices their agreements. With the ground rules set, you, giddy, click on the first profile.

Does Tinder know what you’re doing, your plan? The FBI agent watching you through your phone must be working overtime, bless his heart. They must, because the the first guy to meet you is named Jason, and there he is, blond hair and blue eyes, holding up a fish the size of his torso. Marginally adequate in looks, pretty good muscles. A solid 7 bordering on 8. He’s the same age as you, 15 miles away, and he studies at some college you don’t care enough to look up. Bio reads:

I like to drive fast. Fishing is my passion, but if you can’t catch me by the ocean, you’ll catch me catching waves, bro! Love a good gym date. You do squats, and I’ll keep a close eye to make sure you’re doing it correctly ;) You probably saw me at a party. Leader of the The Phi Kappa Psi. I’m a Gemini, if that matters lol.

You, of course, read it aloud, dramatically; provide some constructive criticism-he seems nice, but he’s a Gemini, so naturally, you can’t trust him at all! Also, that gym date session leaves little to be desired. With your rant done, you swipe right, and shocker! (not), it’s an instant match.

“Okie, I still wanna swipe of some profiles, so I’ll see what he’ll text later-” For a second you wonder the legalities of this stream, but you’re having too much fun to think of it further, “guys, I won't get sued, right?”

NOW she considers it

well....

if you do, we’ll kickstart your lawyer dw <3

Onto the next profile. Kevin, 25, is seen fixing his car- or, you assume he’s mid-fixing it, you don’t really know why else he’d hold a wrench and be covered in oil. He’s shirtless, and the caveman part of your brain echoes something closely resembling AWOOOGA!, but...but!...blonde hair, blue eyes. You pout again, “I don’t...I don’t really like blond boys, ya know? With the blue eyes and all, it’s just not my thing, uhm, unless it’s like-like...Armin from Attack on Titan. Else I don’t care.”

Onto the bio:

You have to treat a car like you treat a woman: go on long rides, take the lead, but most importantly, keep her oiled up 😜

“What the fuck did I just read?”

The chat is equally confused. You swipe right anyway- another match. Too easy.

The stream continues without incident for a solid thirty minutes- all of your matches, expect a few that genuinely looked like normal dudes that really couldn’t write a decent bio to save their lives, had been blond hair blue eyed gym rats with ranging forms of misogyny. Some opened with asking for nudes out right, some asked about your day first before asking for nudes. You prefer the former. Straight to the point! You admire the gall.

But then, down the forty-five minute mark a profile popped up that made you still by your phone, your smile dying as your eyes bulged. Dear God. Lord in heaven. Who is this demonspiit lookalike and why is he so fucking hot? The neck tats, the skateboard, the clothes- holy shit, you gotta close your mouth before some drool dribbles out.

No bio, just his name, Tyler, and that he’s 23.

“He boutta be 23 in me.” You mutter, swiping right with lightning speed.

WHAT DID SHE SAYYYYY?????????

tyler is y/ns karma for relentlessly mocking that one guy that had a whole ass list on what his “female” partner should be

^he deserved it and also tyler seems like a typical fuckboi y/n grow a braincell

look at mom 🥺 her eyes are sparkling

It wasn’t a match right away. You somehow expected as much, but it still upset you. Simp behavior, pathetic. The stream continued bravely, and when Tyler messaged you a simple “yo” you totally didn’t sequel. You didn’t manage to text him back on stream: texting all those guys that you didn’t really find all that attractive was easy, but this...You’re a sucker for a man who radiates red flag energy. His whole profile is a red flag. He might just be a red flag himself.

What can you do? Suddenly becoming color blind is not easy. Once the stream ends, you unmatch with everyone expect Tyler. He you chat with for a bit, but a sudden craving for different company makes you abandon him, too. You don’t feel too heartbroken for him- you’re certain there’s already too many girls in his dms. You wish them luck.

Happily, you delete Tinder. You go to Twitter, notice you’re trending again- look at you go! Queen shit- and as you compose a thank you tweet, something strange happens. You go to text Corpse, but when you click on his profile you grow cold.

YOU’RE BLOCKED. You can’t follow or see @/Corpse_Husband ‘s Tweets.

...Pardon? You hop onto Instragram and-also blocked. Seriously? And you thought you’re one petty bitch. Corpse is seriously prissy about everything. Damn, if he didn’t like your stream, he could’ve just said so. Didn’t need to, like, block you from his internet existence. So not cool.

You try texting him but no text go through. Well how will you let him know you deleted Tinder just like he asked? You relieve your frustrations by punching your pillow a few times. Later, you apologize to her, you didn’t mean to hurt her, it’s not her, it’s you. Fuck, 5 minutes of exile and you’re already loosing your mind.

“Raeeeeeeeeeeee!” You whine loudly. It’s roughly 2am now, but you don’t care. You’re too heartbroken to care. There’s a thump from her room, but nothing else, “Raeeeeeeeee!!!” You wail, wallowing in self-pity on your bed. You hear a very loud, very annoyed sigh from her room, followed by angry marching. Your door is abruptly thrown open, and in the dim, colorful light you see her scowl.

“What?” She grits.

“Can you please tell Corpse to unblock me from everything?”

“What did you do now?”

“I made fun of men on Tinder.”

She pauses, “...That doesn’t sound so bad.” She surmises, voice laced with suspicion, “What else?”

“...There was one really hot guy that I kinda sorta talked to after--”

“Y/n.”

“-But I totally deleted Tinder and honestly he was pretty boring, so, like, uhm, please?”

She sighs, the servery of which implies she is holding the weight of the world on her shoulders, and instantly you know that you won. She taps away at her phone, “You owe me one.” She states, and before you can reply, she exits your room and slams the door behind her.

Grinning, you text his phone again. The message goes through, oh gosh, you’re so relieved you feel like crying. This has been, officially, the worst five minutes of your life.

You Y DID U BLOCK ME LOSER!!! MAJOR LOSER ALERT!! I DELETED EVERYTHING IT WAS A JOKE r u still mad at me? y u always mad at me i never do anything:(

my husband You’re my baby, how do you think I’ll react when I see you publicly simping for some asshole on Tinder?

Oh no, he used the words, he delivered the killing blow. You’re finished. Your heart can’t take such a workout.

Not that you would ever admit it to him, though!

You hehe ur jellyyyy u always dis jealous hehe?

my husband Not jealous.

Yeah, you might not be the brightest tool in the shed, but even you know that’s a lie. You send him an array of kissy emojis that he doesn’t have the decency to reply to. Then, completely unprompted and dead serious, you send him a simple voice memo, saying: “You really have nothing to worry about, you know? You’re my favorite, Corpsie.”

He responds via text, reiterating that he’s not fucking jealous and that he just doesn’t like when you show such outward interest in anyone but it’s not like he cares or anything. It’s just really, like, weeeeird to see his baby simping for another man like that totally ruins the whole dynamic!!! It was only natural that he should block you on every social media platform, including his personal number (which, like, was completely necessary! Doesn’t matter that his viewers can’t see it, it’s gotta be super believable!), and inform his followers of that, because it’s all a joke, like, for the dynamic, that Youtube grind, you know? Ya dig? No personal feelings were involved at all. He totally wasn’t upset that you found someone else cute, no way!

my husband I’m not jealous. Lol.

You ik u repeated tht like 50 times u trynna convince me or??? lmao

my husband No comment. ...You don’t actually talk to anyone else like we’re talking, right?

You no one else calls me their baby if thts wat ur wondering at least not to my knowledge lol im all urs

my husband That makes me very happy to hear:)

Yeah, it makes you very happy, too.

hope you liked it!! xx

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moonlighttheravenqueen · 4 years

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Safe / jason todd, dick grayson and reader / platonic imagine

~💙Request💙~Would you write a platonic Dick Grayson and Jason Todd imagine where the reader is the first Wayne adoptee who was trained by Bruce at the same time as Dick but never became a full vigilante and when she comes to the Titans, Dick and Jason have tension over who’s her favorite brother since she’s very close to them both and she tries to get them to bond since she loves them both and it doesn’t work until she gets hurt doing intel for the Titans and they get overprotective and lecture her?

@ofrosesandteacups sorry if this took a little long but I hope this is what you wanted! PS This is the cutest thing I've done 😭💙💙

Nothing, and I mean nothing is as worse as being a little girl and witnessing your parents dead, right in front of you. They tried telling me that the killer, killed Them by accident, I didn't believe it. The police were going to put me in foster care because I didn't have any other family members, but one man changed that. Bruce wayne, I'll never forget the way he looked at me with such empathy, "What's your name?" He asked calmly. My mind didn't know how to feel or what to say, "......Y-Y-Y/N sir..." I was trying to fight back tears. "Don't worry Y/N, I'll protect you." Those words I still remember so clearly.

After he took me in, he found a boy. Dick grayson, we both had terrifying losses over the passed day but I think that's what made us closer. Close like family. Bruce wanted nothing more than for us to avenge our families, "I can't do it! Dick!" I felt weak, useless even, how could I? Define my families honor as young as I was? "C'mon Y/n, I believe in you!" Dick yelled encouraging me. Damn, I miss he little high voice.

It wasn't long until dick became robin, I was so proud of him and who he became, although he was upset that I didn't become a vigilante but I help here and there. Few years later, we are adults, and he said he wanted to put a team together, The titans. Yeah i did have a hard time getting along with everyone, but their was one that I did get along with quickly, and that's jason todd, yes, he can be a handful and sometimes a pain but he's like my second brother, him and dick hate when I say that.

Today we had nothing to do so I decided that staying in the living room and reading, was the best way to spend our day off. Dick made him coffee and jason came in, they both looked at me, then looked back at each other, in a annoyed way. I was genuinely confused but just let it slide, jason got an apple and left, "Y/N, since nothing crazy is happening, I thought we'd go get your favorite ice cream and sit on the roof, watching the stars, like when we were younger." Dick's suggestion brought back the best memories we had together, we would sit on the roof probably because I had a nightmare or I was sad. He would cheer me up with ice cream, I smiled at the thought of it. "Yeah! let's do it! I'm gonna change real quick."

Just as I was going to turn the noob of the door, jason came up behind me, I grabbed his arm and twisted it, "What the hell Y/N!?" I laughed and let go, he thinks because I'm not a full vigilante, means that I don't have fast reflex. "Jason I told you stop doing that! next time I'll actually break it!"

"Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to go to park and eat, like when we first met!" He said. I thought it was weird that he ask, in the same way that dick did, "Uh, sorry jason I can't, I got plans with dick but we can do it tomorrow!" Once I finished talking, I knew he was pissed off but he wanted to play it cool, "No problem! We'll do it tomorrow." He walked off. I hope he doesn't try to kill dick.........again. I changed as fast as I could and went to the lab, looking at the monitors that we have in the training room just in case something happens. "Look! You and I both know she sees me as the better brother dick! Why do you have to mess everything up! Uh!?" Jason started turning red in the face. "Jason, Y/N grew up with me! I'm not taking her from you! You're mad because I ask her have a good day before you did!"

I need to run to the training room before this got any worse, I always ask them, our they fighting because they think I love one more as a brother then the other one, and the response I get is no. I pushed the door opened, they acted like nothing was going on, "Stop faking, I saw you guys arguing threw the camera, and being that you two won't stop, we are going out to hang out." I crossed my arms, dick flipped jason off. "Not just you dick, you, me and jason." I hugged them both, "What!?" The both yelled in unison. "You two need to get along better, we'll start off at the park and then, we'll eat and relax on the roof, sound fun?" Not gonna lie, they really did look like they wanted to kill each other.

I actually got them to agree which was rare. When we made it to the park, I saw this really cute dog, the sweet lady let me pet her. Jason pushed dick forward to make him mad, jason laughed, dick tripped him, "Watch where you're stepping." Dick smirked, next thing I knew they were rolling around on the grass, beating the living hell out of each other. I left the lady and her dog and grabbed them. Busted noses is all they left with, the whole park was staring at us concerned.

The last objective for day, let's this go well. "Remember that time when we watched that scary movie and you couldn't sleep, so I had that stupid idea to sleep here?" We laughed, jason on the other hand was not laughing. "What about when gar set the kitchen on fire and you said I screamed like a girl?" He did by the way.

"You always have to include yourself because you feel Left out, don't you jason?" Oh no, please don't start now! "Can't get over yourself can you dick?" Jason says, getting into Dick's face. When you've known dick for as long as I have, you'll know that getting in his face, could be the case as to why you died. "You are a kid, you still need to train so stop acting like your better than everyone!" And hates when you call him a kid. He screamed, punching dick in the mouth, he didn't hesitate to punch him back with full force. My watch went off, something not good. They got the alert as well, "Gar! What's going on?"

"We need you guys! Some random dudes showed up out of nowhere! Raven and Kory are hurt pretty bad, hurry up!"

We changed. I don't have a suit but I put on an outfit that would hopefully catch them off guard. Raven was trying to help, she got weaker and weaker. One of the guys grabbed me, I flipped myself on his shoulders, using a thin rope to squeeze around his neck. Another charged at me, I managed to kick him in the head, leaped off his shoulders and shot the other guy. I realized that dick needed help, I dodged bullets running to him, he'll be furious but I have to do it. "Y/N LOOK OUT!" jason yelled. Two arrows hit both of my sides, the fall to the ground was in slow motion, I felt light as a feather. The blood, pouring out like a spilled cup. They pulled me into their laps, "Hang on Y/N. It's gonna be okay."

My eyes opened slowly, not adjusting to the light, I could feel two people holding my hand, I know exactly who they were. "Thank God you're not dead!" said jason. They hugged me before I could react, "Y/N, you can't just go and do that! Kory said your lucky enough to be alive." Dick added. The sharp pain kicked in. "Do you know what could have happen if you did this by yourself? You've died! Why do think I say stay behind us or stay at the headquarts?" Jason says squeezing my hand.

"Jason's right, not to mention the amount of blood you lost, you better be greatful you have brothers like us." They rolled up their sleeves showing the band aid. "You guys didn't have to give the blood, the thing that's surprising is that you did it together?" They nod yes and I was just as shocked as you, "We're sorry we fought over you like that but we realized that you love us equally as brothers. There's no guarantee but we'll try to stop fighting." This is the only thing I ever wish for, "So does that mean we can watch a movie together?"

"Yeah, we can watch a disney movie or something, like the old times, right dick?" He winked. "I love you guys."

"And we love you too Y/N."

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it was just another pep rally for the river vixens but for cheryl blossom it meant that there was another opportunity to be in the spotlight, being the captain and all.

you smile over to your red headed best friend, she was nervous like always. her parents had attended every single bulldog/vixen event but after jason’s death they had stopped because the memories flooded back each time they sat in those bleachers.

tonight was different though, tonight both blossom parents were here to support the teenage girl, so we had practice every damn day for at least a few hours.

we had to make this rally perfect so cheryl could show her parents what they’ve been missing.

“you know this routine inside and out cheryl, you could do it in your sleep” you reassure her placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“thank you” she smiles softly at you “what are best friends for?” you giggle bumping her hip with your own as you apply your last coat of mascara to your eyelashes.

it was our fifth and final period and cheryl had ordered an emergency practice which resulted us being forced out to practice on the field with the jocks because the gym was being occupied by freshman gym class.

“5 minute break” cheryl yells allowing us to rest and hydrate.

you wonder over to the drinks table pouring yourself a cup a icy water from the cooler they leave there for the jocks.

“drinking our water i see?” you jump at the sudden voice almost covering yourself in water “god you scared me” you mumble wiping your mouth of the fallen liquid.

it was the one and only reggie mantle, it was common knowledge to all the kids at riverdale high that the raven haired jock had a thing for you. you flirted back and fourth tension building between the two of you.

he’d asked you out multiple times as well as half the other guys on the team but you refused to date anyone of them. the girls on your squad were puzzled at your decision to turn down only the best of riverdale high but you just shrugged it off.

you didn’t want to fall into the stereo type of an ‘easy’ cheerleader.

its not that you weren’t attracted to him because god, you were. he was tall, strong one of the best bodies in your year but he was more than that. you were the only one who’d seen past his bad boy jock facade.

he had everybody fooled, except you.

“can’t a hard working vixen get herself some cold water?”

he smirks “depends” he steps closer continuing to flirt

“will this working hard-gorgeous vixen want to go on a date with this beautiful specimen of a bulldog”

you roll your eyes placing the cup back down on the table

“you know what I’m actually not that thirsty” you turn and walk back toward your squad, swinging your hips as you know his eyes are watching your every agonising move.

“your going to have to try harder than that reg” you yell to the boy

he bites his clenched fist before jogging over to his jock friends.

you begin to stretch when cheryl approach you a smirk evident on her face. you grab her shoulder to stabilise yourself as you tuck one foot up.

“what are you doing?” she questions you, looking you up and down then behind you were you know reggie is staring based on the voice of coach clayton yelling at the poor boy.

“mantle! ball. over here” you giggle turning and giving the small boy a wave

“gosh (y/n) why don’t you just say yes!” the captain fumes at you.

“because its reggie cheryl” you muse taking a break from the stretching.

she huffs crossing her arms over her chest.

“oh c’mon you don’t seriously think i should go out with him? you hate reggie and me dating jocks remember what happened last time?”

she ignores you staring off behind you

“god what are you looking out” you turn spotting a familiar red head looking your way.

you smile and wave at your long time friend before turning and facing your best friend.”

“oh. my. god.” you squeal bouncing on your feet

“what now?” she snaps

you grin widely “you have a thing for andrews gah this is golden!!”

her eyes widen and she shakes her head “no i don’t!” she defends

you laugh clapping your hands together

“it doesn’t matter his into you- they’re all freaking into you”

your features soften “cheryl archie is NOT into me”

“I’m serious its completely platonic- wait what does this have to do with me and mantle?” you question dipping down to touch your toes.

“well if you start seeing the bimbo jock-” you interrupt her “don’t call him that”

she sighs “anyways if you start seeing each other than you my dear friend can put in a good word with efron- and then we can have double dates at pop’s!”

“god you didn’t just refer to archie as zac efron” you giggle

she narrows her eyes causing you to shoot your hands up “fine fine ill put in a good word to archiekins, i don’t need reggie for that”.

you bend down again touching your toes when you hear whistles and a huge thud.

you both turn quickly glancing as reggie is sprawled out onto the floor clutching his head as he rips off his helmet. before you know it your legs are carrying you over to the injured boy dropping to your knees as you approach him

“reg oh my god are you okay what happened?!” you bout running your hands over his face worry covering your expression like a blanket.

he winces trying to stand up only to stumble down, you stand quickly trying to bare all his weight. “arch” you mumble begging for the bulldog to help you out.

he swoops over holding the boy up, “what happened?!” you exclaim glancing at his team mates they all go quite holding in laughter “what?!” you ask confessed looking to your friend and the injured raven haired jock.

arch sighs laughing before answering “someone was having a good look at your ass and moose clocked him because someone didn’t have his head in the game”

you laugh covering your mouth as your cheeks heat up “hey i wasn’t-” he tries to defend himself leaning against his team mate.

“oh im sure you weren’t” you tease poking his chest

“practice is over mantle your on the beach tonight” he throws his hands in the air in frustration pulling away from the support of his red headed best friend

“c'mon coach-” coach clayton tucks his clipboard under his arm pointing a finger at the raven headed captain “i can’t afford you trying to show off to your girl- rest up”

your eyes fall to the ground blushing as Reggies attempts to cover up what his coach just said

a laugh spills from your mouth but your hands dart up to stop anymore from being realised. he glances at you with pleading eyes his rosy cheeks evident on his tan skin.

“(y/n)!” you turn to see your best friend yelling your name “i gotta get back to practice to you need help getting him to the bench?”

archie shakes his head adjusting his grip on the sulking boy “nah we’re good, go back to cheryl before she bursts a vessel”

you give the two boys a two finger salute before winking and rushing back over to your hot headed cheer captain

“jeez cap don’t get your knickers in a knot” you complain throwing your hair up into a pony tail.

she huffs turning and clapping to get the vixens attention “lets go bitches formation!” she yells

you roll your eyes getting into position catching the boys staring as we start our routine. “be right back” you mumble to the red head before jogging over to the pair on the first row of the bleachers

“yes” you smile catching reggies attention, the ice pack of his head slipping as he moves his hand away. they share a confused glance before looking back at the dumb smile on your face.

“wait what?” the raven haired boy chuckles nervously “ill come with you- on a date. pop’s. tonight” you speak with confidence twirling your hair.

a smile grows on his lips “really?” you dip down to reach his eye level “as long as ginger god comes too, for my ginger goddess” you point to the anger cheerleader standing with her vixens

“deal?” you question smile lazily placing your hand on his thigh

he looks to archie and he shrugs “im in” you give your friend a fist pump before looking back to the shy boy “deal” he finally speaks smiling up at me.

“what made you change your mind?” he asks nervously

you bite your lip backing away “i told you mantle, you had to work for it”

his smugness overwhelms his features archie elbow him in giddiness as he watches his friend flirt with the girl of his jock dreams

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