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hana-no-seiiki · 1 year

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MATCHBREAKER

inspired by TAWOG’s “The Matchmaker”episode. aka damian asserting his dominance the prequel. everyone is aged up and legal.

pairing: yan! batfam/teen titans x kitsune! reader

status: unedited

[ prequel to this fic ]

Damian had finally come to terms that he may have a crush on you. As evidenced by his large collection of photos, clothing and drawings. But, along with this came a slew of obstacles.

Now you see the biggest problem about his crush on you was that a lot of people also had an obsession with your magnificent self, mainly Garfield and Rachel. In addition to your newfound relationship with the former, Damian was in shambles.

And Rachel, not realizing Garfield was actually serious about his flirtations towards you, may or may not have created a love potion that he ended up stealing and dosing you with.

“So you’re saying that the reason why I’ve been suffering these past few days weren’t because they genuinely loved each-other, but because you. screwed. up?!”

Dick shook the magic-user back and forth. You had been outright rejecting his advances these past few days in favor of actually being loyal to your boyfriend and it hurt his poor ego; shattered his heart. Not only that but the two of you would engage in such aggressive PDA he wouldn’t be surprised if you two started boning during a fight.

“No, it’s because they’re just destined to be together— yes, Grayson! I screwed up!” Rachel shoved him off of her. Dusting her cape before readjusting it to cover her entire body again.

“And Garfield didn’t consume any of this Love Potion, you speak of?” Kori thought back to the times Garfield outright said how much he loved you. He was quite shameless but he never got serious or confident enough to properly pursue you when the entire team was after your affections.

“That’s. . . all on him. The Love Potion works with just one recipient.”

“That little—“

Damian interrupted Jamie from swearing, an even graver look on his face as he commander. “Titans. It’s time to play Matchbreaker.”

PLAN A: FE[A]R OF COMMITMENT

The plan of attack included several strategies. Each carefully thought out before hand. Well, for the most part.

“[Y/N] hates commitment. What if we scare them by making Garfield propose?” Jamie proposed, the beetle behind him pulses its lights in agreement.

“On it.” Tim got to working. In just an hour he had a site and link to lure you in. Running on pure determination to keep you away from Beast Boy, it wasn’t a challenge to make an elaborate trap by hacking into Garfield’s account and messaging you. That, and considering you’re a bit of a boomer. You didn’t really question much of what was happening.

“. . . You’re invited to a wedding with Garfield?” You read aloud as everyone watched with bated breaths.

But instead of reeling in disgust, it’s almost as if hearts started growing out of your eyes as you squealed, “Awe~! A-ccept!”

Everyone deflated in defeat. Some looked to Rachel in scorn. “I may or may not have increased the dosage to . . . almost unbreakable levels.”

“Why?!”

“As . . . practice. . .” Rachel looked away, using her cape to partially cover her face.

The rest of the titans collectively sigh.

“Nothing a little finesse can’t fix.” Dick cracked his knuckles.

PLAN C: [C]RIME OF PASSION

“[Y/N]. You look stunning today.” Nightwing approached you. A smirk on his face that would look menacing if it wasn’t from your friend.

“Thanks, Dick — I— “ You waved at him only for your lips to meet his seconds after. You struggled to push him away, but that only worsened the situation and prompted him to insert his tongue.

The worst part of the whole situation being that Garfield just walked in to witness that.

Rachel and Damian appeared behind him, courtesy of the former’s magic and with the latter holding a baton in his hands. “What’s this?”

“A crime of passion.”

The two were prepared to knock out Garfield if he did seriously attempt hurting you. Desperate times call for desperate measures after all, and since he wasn’t affected by magic everything should go according to pla-

“But they’re too good not to be shared!”

“Alright folks, get the big bird off of them!”

Dick was knocked out by Jason and Victor, effectively putting him out of commission for the next . . . several plans.

PLAN F: [F]URRY LOVE

“Okay who named this plan, exactly?”

Rachel questioned as she looked through the blueprints and diagrams on the board (Yes, they were being that thorough).

Victor coughed at her comment.

“Before we start this properly I can at least make one of his transformations last a while so they don’t . . . “ Do the hanky panky. Everyone thought in different levels of crassness in their head.

“Do it.” The entire team wordlessly agreed, if there was anything they’d do everything to stop it was you getting down and dirty with the green young adult.

After an intense mission and just as Rachel’s spell dictated, Garfield was stuck in his gorilla form. “I- I can’t turn back!”

But the heroes seemed to forget that you also had a furry form and did not mind Garfield’s in the slightest, even cheering him up by saying, “It’s fine, honey. It just means there’s more to love!“

“GET THEM AWAY FROM EACHOTHER, NOW!” Victor screeched in horror, circuits frying from the terrifying sight he’s witnessing.

After promptly blasting the two of you apart for a bit, the team members hurried into their positions for the second half of the plan.

“Quick, get the lice!” Kori hollered at Jamie who was fumbling around with the box of lice he bought online. She then lifted him overhead, allowing the blue suited man to cover his former friend (he didn’t consider him a friend anymore at this point) with the insects.

“Ack! Why am I feeling so itchy?”

“Let me help you with that—“

You two are swiftly sent to different parts of the state before things get too nasty.

PLAN L: JEA[L]OUS DAMIAN (actual name: [L]eft Nut)

It has been almost a week since they started unleashing their plans upon the couple but the Titans and co. didn’t gain much ground. Your infatuation almost worsened as the days went by, and keeping you away from Beast Boy was close to impossible when your specialty in the team was stealth and espionage.

“Demonspawn? Hang on — what are you-“ Jason, who had a perfect line up for Garfield’s scrotum raised his hands in annoyance, watching through his scope as his younger brother suddenly swooped in to grab you from your boyfriend and ruining his shot.

“Well . . . That works.”

Once Damian had you secured in his room, he slammed you unto his bed.

May it be from the shock of sudden movements or seeing your own crush hovering over you, the effects of the Love Potion broke and you leaned upwards to kiss your leader.

You two spent hours tied up together before you eventually pulled away. Meeting the youngest Robin’s still angered face you laughed awkwardly,

“Ahaha . . . I’m screwed aren’t I?”

“Oh Habibti, you can’t even imagine.”

Damian was unsure of his future with you. What he was sure of was that this little fox needed a leash, and what leader would he be if he didn’t assert his authority?

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shattersstar · 8 months

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hi ! sorry ! i'm the anon who sent in the romance prompt and #19 was "talking late into the night" 💗 and dick grayson please !

best friend

pairing: dick grayson x reader

prompt: blossoming romance - talking late into the night

a/n: what’s with all the friends to lovers recently u ask? i say..dont :,) this was longer than anticipated bc i’m a wordy boy anywho enjoy! comments r eternally appreciated and thank u for the request bby <33

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you're not just some lover, you're more than i’d ever ask for. though we may live far away, you're in my thoughts every single day. in every way.

Everyone had slowly filtered out as the early hours of the morning rolled through. You were the last one left, sitting cross legged on Dick’s sofa and looking at the mess of cups, plates and empty bottles. Dick was at the door, chatting idly with Kori before she threw her arms around him.

“Gimme another hug goodbye!” She called to you over his shoulder, making you giggle as you pushed yourself up. Dick let the door swing open fully and Kori pulled you into a hug, kissing your cheek before finally heading home.“Bye! Miss you guys already!” She called as Donna wrapped her hand around Kori’s wrist, tugging her towards the elevator while waving with her free hand.

You and Dick waved back with a shared dazed look before ducking back into his apartment. He huffed at the sight, heading into his living room while you lingered by the door. “I can help you clean up.” You offered, it had become a steady tradition, always the last one to leave and ready to help. It was rare for everyone to find the time to spend hours drinking and eating in Dick’s massive apartment, sharing stories both old and new, and letting go of the weight they all carried. If just for a moment.

You were sure it was why everyone left tripping over themselves and you were on the less hammered side of things. You didn’t need to let loose in the way your friends did. And while you were never apart of the superhero and vigilante life, you were still a part of Dick’s, and now many mutual friends. You had known him for years, a grounding point to something normal when everything was too much.

“You sure?” Dick called, gathering a few plates while you shrugged.

“Yeah, least I can do. Plus if you still wanted to go out tonight…” You let your sentence trail off, you never inserted yourself into Dick’s vigilantism. You were only ever offered mere glimpses into that side, and had seen him out on patrol only a few times over the years.

“Nah, my shoulder still hurts and I don’t think I'll sober up enough in time.” He admitted, making you laugh.

“What happened to your shoulder?” You asked, heading into his kitchen to find the garbage bags he kept under the sink. Dick followed behind you with an absurdly high stack of dishes, looking all too pleased with himself as he placed everything into the sink.

“I didn’t show you?” He cocked his head, and when you shook your head no, Dick pulled one side of his shirt over his head. He stood close in his rather spacious kitchen, letting you take in the bruising that danced along his shoulder, dipped down his collarbones, before tapering off into parts of his chest.

“Ouch.” You murmured, trying not to dwell on the rest of Dick’s body, the scars you had seen before that faded with age, and the musculature that made your insides warm. You were definitely still tispy, shifting away from Dick with an uncertain smile.

You turned your attention back towards the garbage bag before he could notice, heading towards the living room while Dick started on the many dishes. You picked up all the plastic cups and wrappers, whatever food had somehow fallen onto his floor or couch. You tossed the bag aside and picked up all the recyclables, dumping them into the bin in Dick’s kitchen rather noisily. He shushed you while chuckling.

“It’s like three a.m., if I get another nose complaint my landlord is gonna kill me.” He warned.

“Sorry, sorry, its my bad I care about the earth.” You teased, turning back to the living room when water splattered against your back. Dick stood there as you turned around, hand wet and soapy, dripping onto his floor. You opened your mouth when he flicked more dishwater at you. It hit you in the face and landed in your hair and Dick almost keeled over giggling. He hunched over the sink with his wheezy laughter while you rolled your eyes.

“I hope you slip and drown.” You muttered, collecting any trash you missed and leaving the bag by his door to deal with later.

You shuffled next to Dick, and began drying his dishware. You talked idly about how the night went, how nice it was seeing Wally for the first time in a while, and that Gar was really quiet today.

“He seemed happy though.” You stated, carrying a few dried glasses to their appropriate cupboard.

“Yeah, I think he misses everyone.” Dick said softly.

“Its okay if you miss them too y'know.” You nudged him gently, more focused on his side profile than the bowls that needed to be dried next. Dick looked over at you, sending you a dopey smile, it was all teeth and still so genuine.

“I know…and I do.” He admitted, looking away.

“Well I hope seeing them today made you feel a little better, miss them less.”

“Yknow if you really wanted to make me feel better, we could switch?” Dick asked suddenly, turning off the tap while you stared at him a little dumbfounded. Maybe it was everything still lingering in your system, or how whiny Dick sounded when he asked, but you looked at him incredulously.

“Uh sure?” Dick moved you over and took your place the moment you agreed, obviously much more content with his new task while you washed the last few plates. “Really taking me up on my offer to help clean huh?” You teased after a few moments, Dick looked a bit sheepish as he glanced in your direction, but you were smiling. You bumped him with your hip, bothering him instead about all the television shows you know he hasn’t been keeping up with.

After everything was washed, dried and put away, you two found yourselves back on the couch. “My fingers are all wrinkly.” You said, holding them up for Dick to see who scrunched up his nose.

“It was why I wanted to switch, I hate that feeling.” He shuddered at the thought, shoulders brushing yours as he did. You were sitting with your legs stretched out onto the coffee table, while Dick cross legged next to you.

You reached your pruney fingers over, brushing them over his forearm, much to Dick’s dismay. He let out a way too dramatic scream before both your hand, and his flew over his mouth. You were trying your hardest not to laugh, Dick’s face inches away from yours, pupils blown with fear and liquor. When no killer jumped out or neighbour came yelling, you dropped your hand, giggling while Dick let out a huff, disturbing the hair sweeping across his forehead. Dick leaned his head back against the back of the couch, and you reached over, brushing his hair from his eyes.

Dick looked over at you, grinning at the action. You went to drop your arm, but he caught your wrist, placing your hand on his chest and letting his fingers brush up and down your forearm. You curled your legs underneath your body and shifted to face Dick so your arm rested easier against his torso, the side of your face pressing into the back of his couch.

Dick had always been touchy, craving that physical closeness from both friends and lovers, and you had never hesitated to be that for him. To let him relish in your touch, or feel your warmth under his palm. And you knew he was still drunk, still circling that space of clarity and haziness, and his affection oozed easier with it. It made your throat thick, fingers twitching against the fabric of his shirt and needing a distraction.

You asked Dick about his weekend plans, he replied with closed eyes, fingers still stroking your skin. He asked you about yours, eyes blinking open when you mentioned a date.

“Really?” He asked, hand stopping, but still against you.

“Don’t say it like you’re so surprised. It’s just coffee, and it's mostly for class. I just think he thinks its a date so.” You said, trying not to sound like you were hiding something. Caught in the act and in the wrong. It was just Dick, the person you had been friends with forever, the one you had helped through most of his heartbreaks. He’d climb through your window teary eyed or call you ranting about how he fucked up when he had moved out of Gotham. And while your dating life wasn’t nonexistent, Dick rarely seemed around for your brief relationships.

Which was for the best, the candle you held to him and how it tore apart more of your relationships was not something Dick needed to bare the weight of. Even if it was entirely your fault. Your platonic feelings turned romantic at some point over the years, and Dick’s friendship meant more than what could end in ruins. You’d swallow your feelings like an adult and try to find love in someone else.

It was hard when he was so close, staring at you with his big round eyes, and curious about your life.

“Do you like him?”

“Ugh I hate when people ask that. Next topic.” You waved your hand, Dick’s mouth falling closed as he pouted at you. You brought your hand resting on his chest to his chin, and turned his head away from you.

“Fine, fine.” He relented, and you dropped your hand. You talked about the music you’ve been listening too lately, the throwbacks you loved and the R&B playlist Dick made and swore by. You bickered about listening to film scores, remembering movies you had watched together, or reminding Dick of them while he stared at you like you were crazy, and reminiscing about all the years spent being absolute menaces as teenagers. It was always easy to talk to him, to get lost in a million different tangents about things both big and small until the sun had started to rise and you both were half asleep. You were conscious enough when Dick threw a blanket over the two of you, but remembered little after that.

You woke up some hours later, your usually morning alarm chiming softly from the coffee table. Your hand darted out and you muted it blindly, about to push off the couch when you realized it was Dick’s body you were laying against. Your head was just below his chest, arms lazily pressed to his waist while one of Dick’s hands slipped off your back and the other cradled your head. He blinked down at you, bleary eyed and much less surprised. You had shared beds during sleepovers and cuddled Dick close when he needed it, but tangled up on his couch after a night spent sharing soft conversation felt…weighted.

Dick’s hands found your elbows, hauling you higher up his body and sighing softly at the contact. A smile had seemed to glue itself to his face, making you grin in return until he inched forward every so slightly and his nose brushed yours. Your jaw tensed as Dick stared into your eyes, maybe looking for what was always there, or searching for something yet to be found.

You didn’t know, the only thing you were sure of was you loved the little traditions and rituals that brought you to this place with Dick. And wouldn’t be who you were without them.

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title/lyrics come from best friend by mellow fellow

#dick grayson x reader #dick grayson imagine #nightwing x reader #nightwing imagine #dc x reader #dc imagine #writing

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deadchannelradio · 3 months

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ϟ for IRIS Log #1548, the moment(s) that made me the sicko in the window was a) when dick thought jason and cass had blown up and b) when jason asks to throw up and bruce was like "he's always been this way" there is just SO MUCH conveyed in this fic through dialogue it's amazing

THANK YOU it was a joy to write even though the formatting possibly made me worse as a human being. i think my biggest HAHHA... YES!!!! moment. hm.

"(01:43) Red Hood: Stop telling them secrets. I’m private. I don’t like you.

(01:43) Batman: (Sighing) I know."

this is a full sickos moment to me. talking past each other. Jason is not being serious- he would say the same thing in this instance to Roy or Kory or Dick or Artemis, (etc). All of whom are people he does really like and respect, and who would respond in different ways but would not think he's being serious (for the most part. Dick would ignore it, but because he and Jason don't talk about their relationship, Jason thinks that's the same thing as Dick thinking he's joking. oops!) Bruce, however, is taking him seriously. They've lost the ability to listen to each other and to phrase things in ways that the other understands, and in absence of communication comes assumptions, which are any relationship death knell and are for sure murdering this one. Jason thinks Bruce doesn't love him anymore, feels disowned and abandoned. Bruce thinks that his love for Jason is unwelcome and unwanted and tries to keep it from him so that it doesn't make Jason angrier for feeling parental things about Jason that Jason doesn't want from him. (insert my unpublished bruce and jason relationship analysis here). FULL sickos to me in 2 lines.

Something that never made it into the fic which i regret now is that Dick ordered Damian off of comms not because of the sex jokes (although that Is what made him remember damian was on there, just because that's when damian spoke for the first time since the direct crash aftermath) but because he didn't want damian on the line if they all ended up listening to jason have a serious medical emergency and perhaps dying. damian is aware of sex. talia is a doctor. bruce does sex ed regularly and it's only moderately traumatizing. Damian however has seen and heard enough people die that it doesn't even occur to him that that could be something Dick is worried about, and if Dick says that it's the issue he was thinking of in front of everybody Damian is going to start talking about how that doesn't bother him and how hardened he is to death and that Will make dick feel worse!!!!!!! haha. yes... yes!!!!! (sickos)

and my littlest one. for the longest time at the very beginning it was just "Selective Line, Batman, Robin:" because I wanted to convey to the reader a sense of the structure in the beginning so that when it changed later it would not be a surprise or feel like bending the format to the story instead of making the story fit the format, but I didn't actually know what to put there, so it just floated there, alone, mocking me. And finally we figured that they should be arguing about damian going to go and visit Dick in bludhaven for the weekend (sickos moment on many levels), and then Damian pulling out his secret weapon of calling talia, but not for himself. Specifically for her to visit jason. Bruce can be regular about talia in his own way in most circumstances but in the context of jason and talia he becomes the fucking grinch.

Damian does not end up calling Talia. Talia busts into the hospital to read his chart and heckle everyone about his care and treatment while Jason's still waking up from his long ass orthopedic surgery and Damian goes and hangs out with Dick while Bruce is in the hospital with Jason. LOL. Everybody wins!! not bruce though. bruce wins talia interacting with jason in front of him, and a migraine.

anyways. im glad that the background characterization threads running through this fic were notable to people who weren't just me <3

ask meme

#ask meme #sorry. this is so long for what it is .

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trixibebe · 11 months

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Introducing: Ishin! Kori (or Cornelia), one of the bath ladies at Harima

Because of course I gotta make an Ishin counterpart to my OC, turning the reader insert of Godless into my chara (just like the last time). Below is basically a summary :)

Cornelia's story begins in France where she was born and where lived with her middle- class family running a business, even dipping their toes into Asian territory. She had always been quite reckless, albeit a little timid, following her heart. Some may even call her selfish for that. That is because one day she fell for the son of a business partner of the family, someone who promised to marry her one day. With promises like these she didn't think about the consequences of sleeping with him before marriage. A big mistake. The family eventually found out and since she was now impure she wouldn't find a diligent man that would marry her. So she got disowned. But wouldn't it be alright if she got married to the man she thought she loved? He promised her, didn't he? What none of them knew was that there was arranged marriage for the man in place. Later did she realize that leaving him behind didn't bother her as much as she thought it would.

And just like that she was left with nothing. Well, not quite. Her family was generous enough to give her some money and bode her farewell. Wanting to go as far as possible she chose to go Japan. Yokohama was her first stop since the settlement of the Westerners was located there. But she wanted to go somewhere with more opportunities so she went to Kyo almost immediately. Another mistake.

As she stepped foot into the city she got robbed for everything she had. In a fateful turn of events she met the owner of the bath house Harima (he didn't get a name in-game right? so gotta call him Kitahara). Kitahara was generally rather sympathetic towards foreigners and had previously lost his daughter a few years prior. Taking pity on Cornelia he took her in, let her work in the bath house and was an immense help for her to learn the language. His wife helped her to get her dressed and did her hair until she learned to do it on her own. So she quite looked the part at least until you got a closer look at her. She got more than enough verbal harassment over her looks but she was trying not let it get to her as she was just grateful to be somewhere that is not back at home and not on the streets. She kept her head low, she walked through town with a hat on. It also made her job at the bath house a little different, she mostly was just a backup if any other lady was occupied. Normally on each given afternoon and evening she just tended to everything else, fixing baskets, washing uniforms etc. In the morning she helped around the house, cleaned and cooked with Mrs. Kitahara. Besides the married couple, Cornelia's support system also included Tom! So it was not all bad. Talking to the wannabe-samurai always brightened her days, but it was nothing more than that. He had his head full with his aspirations after all.

Her life changed again when on one fateful day the captain of the 8th division of the Shinsengumi, Todo Heisuke decided to get cleaned up at Harima. And she would be the one attending to him, the other bath ladies being occupied. Cori didn't have much of an opinion on the Shinsengumi, she wasn't really involved in the matters of the country in general, she'd only hear conflicting opinions about them. The bath house owner wasn't thrilled about seeing the captain but business is business, so she attended to him.

Much to her surprise he wasn't mean to her as she would've expected him to as most guests weren't too happy if they got the foreign girl. They got along rather easily. Little did she know that there was method to the kind behavior of the captain. He kept coming back to the bath, they kept bumping into each other on the street with Todo even saving her from a group of thugs. And before she realized she started to look forward to seeing him. He was one of the few people who gave her the time of the day and it made her immensely happy. One night the city was livelier than usual, streets filled with Shinsengumi troopers. Word of mouth was that they raided an inn. It wasn't exactly safe to walk around.

When Cori was on her way home she had another encounter with Todo. Trying to wrap her head around the man was no easy feat as he seemingly waited for her only to tell her to go home. And to get a kiss from her. Without much else he left, leaving her completely flabbergasted.

She didn't have much time to wonder as the next day the samurai showed up again at the bathhouse. She felt a little awkward about it but as they kept talking that feeling was gone, replaced once again with feeling content... As she was about to leave after finishing her duties, he stopped her in her tracks, asking if she would want to meet up later in an inn. Todo told her he wanted to ask something. Another odd thing she couldn't quite understand. But maybe it was just an excuse, not wanting to straight up what he wants. Still she had a hunch where this was going and once again she didn't care about the consequences, she deeply admired him for his assumed skill, for his confidence. He made her feel accepted and wanted, not just tolerated. He had her wrapped around his finger. So she agreed.

The meeting was almost what she expected. They drank a little, played strip-rock-paper-scissors and then he left her more satisfied than she ever was. But it wasn't the end of it. There was indeed a question he wanted to ask her. He asked her to be a spy for him, letting him know about any loyalist plans she may happen to overhear. Here he revealed that making her like him was a deliberate choice on his side, he wanted to have a spy after all. But he also actually liked and wanted her, he liked that she didn't care about him being part of the Shinsengumi, she showed him her true face from the get-go, not being afraid of him, not being fake-polite either. She felt conflicted about the request, sleeping on it first, but eventually agreed. She'd do it for him.

So the months passed, they spent a lot of nights together whenever he had time to spare, they talked, played, got to first name basis, fell in love. But she never dared staying until morning. She always told old-man Kitahara that she was out with Tom. She knew he wouldn't be a fan of Heisuke, and even less of a fan of the idea of her seeing the captain. But eventually the cat was outta the bag and Cori and Kitahara had a fight. He pleaded with her to be sensible as being with Heisuke could get her killed a lot faster. But she was serious about him, and so was the captain. So reluctantly Kitahara backed off. What else could he do? He couldn't put her on the street and she was a grown woman who can make her own decisions. But the peace wouldn't last long as one day Heisuke came to the bathhouse for a talk. He took Cori outside and confided in her that the city would burn that night. He wanted to alert her, hoping that she'd be safe. Turns out being near water during a fire would be quite beneficial and Cori got away without much of a scratch, she was rather busy with helping the people who sought refuge at the bathhouse. Much to her relief Heisuke was safe and sound too, but he told her he would be busy in the coming days. "Restructuring in the Shinsengumi" he said.

Nothing prepared her for a samurai with an eye-patch storming in Harima a few days later, grabbing her impatiently, dragging her along because Heisuke had called for her. The panic that rose in her hearing that was very nothing compared to the helplessness she felt when fining her beloved bleeding out on the floor of the inn Teradaya. One of his last requests was seeing her for a final time, wishing that they maybe meet again. Maybe in another life.

Bonus round: soulmates/reincarnation AU thing The OG story of Godless ends there but talking with @ariesfaeries I cooked up an idea linking Cori with Kori (who's based on my fic LYLMM ofc). Since Okita was the one who grabbed her on the night Heisuke passed and was also very close to him, he started visiting Harima, checking in on her. Sharing grief, sharing stories. Slowly healing. Starting to care for each other. Maybe even falling a little in love in due time, who knows. But it's not the same. Cori lost part of her soul that night and nothing is going to change that. Nothing and no one is ever going to make her feel like Heisuke did. So cut to the (relative) present (and the events of LYLMM). Kori is together with Majima, until he supposedly dies. It hits her hard, she's completely out of it for a long while but eventually gets over it. Life has to go on after all. Then she meets Zhao and something in her clicks. There is familiarity she cannot pinpoint exactly but she feels a pull towards him instantly. Unbeknownst to her he feels the same curiosity, some form of recognition. Finding your other half. And maybe this (in addition to everything else) is also a big reason why Kori is so afraid for Zhao's life. Something inside her tells her that she wouldn't get over it if she'd lose him.

#yakuza oc #i know its a lot of text dont worry about it its more for me than anything but happy if you read it :)#myart #fuck it im making an oc tag: kornélia

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TIK TOK EDITS: reach out for permission first (including which work the edit will feature) + follow up by sending me a final link here on tumblr pls!

TRANSLATING WORKS: reach out for permission first (pls include the title of the work you’d like to translate and the language you’d like to translate it to) + follow up by sending me a final link here on tumblr pls! make sure to link back to the original work, giving me credit as well! thank you!

⸺ pairings i’ll write:

jayroy, outlaws

jayroy x fem!reader, jason x fem!reader, roy x fem!reader, jason x roy x kori x fem!reader, kori x fem!reader, bruce x fem!reader

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ao3feed-brucewayne · 3 months

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Hero

by wf_ft Emery and her deaf younger siblings live with the one and only Flash, Barry Allen, after the devastating murder of her parents. She finds out her parents had something to do with an organization that killed both of them. She finds out more about it and the reason for her parents' death. Along the process of giving her parents justice, she met an old friend, Dick Grayson. Grayson wishes to get close to Emery again after what he did in the past but Emery thinks otherwise. Despite Emery's emotional distress, she will find all the possible ways or take down anything that would get in her way of getting close to the organization, to finding out about her parent's deaths, and to give revenge... Even... no, especially if it's Dick Grayson. --- "... Seriously? What did they even do to you?" "Fuck off and let me do my thing, Nightwing." "No can do, Princess." Words: 5457, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: Nightwing (Comics), Nightwing (Web Series), DCU, Batman - All Media Types, The Flash - All Media Types, Hal Jordan and the Green Lantern Corps (Comics), Teen Titans - All Media Types, Justice League - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/M Characters: Dick Grayson, Barry Allen, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Bruce Wayne, Batfamily - Character, Justice League - Character, Titans Family - Character Relationships: Nightwing/Reader, dickgrayson/reader, richarddickgrayson/reader, Barry Allen & Reader, Hal Jordan & Reader, Barry Allen & Hal Jordan, dick grayson & kori Additional Tags: Dick Grayson - Freeform, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Hurt Dick Grayson, Nightwing - Freeform, Not Self-Insert, Own Character, Past Relationship(s), Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Betrayal, Angst, Family Drama, Emotional Manipulation, dick grayson x own character, you can self-insert as the character, Hurt/Comfort, barry allen adopted you, Barry Allen is a Dad, hal jordan is a big brother, deaf siblings, Protective Barry Allen, Protective Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Swearing, Recovery, no superpowers, nightwing is 23, main character is 19, Badass, Friends to Enemies, Enemies to Lovers, Self-Harm, References to Drugs, Slow Burn, possible of intercourse, mc don't know grayson is nightwing, Alternate Universe, everyone lives near each other I'm not good with directions via https://ift.tt/5uHYaAe

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the caped crusader #gotham #dcu #dc #ao3 #ao3feed

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koridoruishere · 6 months

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About the mod!

Current fandoms:

Bleach

Jujutsu kaisen

Demon slayer

Gorillaz

The amazing digital circus

My hero academia

Sallyface

Blazblue

Dr stone

Spiderverse

Slashers

Fnaf

Murder drones

Cookie run kingdom

Walten files

Mandela catalogue

Tawog

Currently reading/watching:

Dr stone season 2

Kagurabachi

Jjk culling games arc

Bleach tybw

Helluva boss season 2

Murder drones season 1

Chainsaw man manga

Tadc season 1

Other blogs:

Koridoru: kny reader insert blog

About me:

Writer and artist

Slovak, polish, german and french

Speaks english and some japanese

Transmasc, genderqueer, boyflux, cenrell, aroace he/it/xe/hy and neos

Has like 400+ ocs

Refer to me as Kori/koridoru, or Aqua

Aquarius ♒

Gen z (older gen z)

American, white

Depression/dysthymia, social anxiety, adhd, avpd, bpd, maybe stpd??

Likes and dislikes:

Likes:

Weirdcore

Manga/anime

Metal/rock/nu metal music

Animations

Drawing/writing with ocs

Goth/punk/alt fashion

Coffee (i have a problem)

Shockvalue/out of context humor

Markiplier, jacksepticeye, kwite, chadchad (and others)

Dislikes:

Bigots

Certain textures

Dsmp stans

"cringe culture" mfs (im talking about those that bully the "cringe" people)

Pedos/zoos

Weebs that havent seen grass in ten years (basically chronically online gremlins that refer to children as "lolis" and shit like that)

Pro/comshippers (im not an antishipper but im still against proshipping, like please find another hobby but im not gonna harass them)

"edgy" guys who's whole sense of humor is bigotry and racism

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rainbowgothdisaster · 1 year

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i didnt wanna put this in the main tag so heres the blurb i cut out (expanded a little bit) where my autism, adhd, (ESPECIALLY) maladaptive daydreaming, no job, no school, chronic fatigue, depression, anxiety, and isolation all combine in an unholy cocktail and make jason todd my go to coping mechanism and what gets me thru the day and this is actually concerning:

this man is mine. just like, so completely totally. hes so important to me. you dont understand how much i love him hes all ive been thinking about for the past nine months. anytime im not doing something (90% of the time) i am thinking about him. i am so mentally ill about him he is everything to me. i am so obsessed i dont want to get out of bed i just want to think about him. i have 9 works in progress where hes involved and i never finish them bcuz i cant think thru a story about him if im writing about him. by the time im half way thru a story my brain is begging for a new one. sometimes hes mean and callous and hates me. sometimes hes the nicest thing ever and defends me from even mild criticism. sometimes were by ourselves, sometimes roy is there, sometimes roy and kori are there, sometimes we have daughters (im so unhealthy about them too but that's bcuz i dont have a lot of faith in actually being able to be a parent in the future so for all intents and purposes they will be my only kids)

hes. so important to me. hes so important to me. i have cried from thinking about him too much. hes literally the only thing getting me thru my days right now i dont have anything in common with my family except some politics. all i want to do is lay in bed and think about him. if im in my room im thinking about him if im in the car im thinking about him if im walking around im thinking about him.

i keep wanting to actually read comics but i cant bcuz then i cant think about him as much as i want. i have to take attention off him to go find comics and read them. i have to put down my ipad while reading fics ABOUT HIM so i can think about him. i can be reading an x reader fic and need to stop so i can self insert even more than i already am. i have almost 68 tabs on my ipad alone dedicated to specifically nsfw fic with him, thats not counting whats open on my phone and on my laptop. i have folders on my phone dedicated to fandoms and im thinking i need specifically a jason todd one.

he is absolutely ruining my life and i an letting him. there is nothing is like more than to lock myself in my room and think about him and never leave. if abandon everything to just think about him. my hobbies that i want to do are a chore bcuz i have to give my mind a break so i have the brainpower to think about him.

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supercap2319 · 1 year

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Dick x male reader (fluff to smut or just fluff)

Reader is insecure about dicks dating history and thinks he isn't enough and one day dick will just leave and move on Pretty quick

Y/N knew the risk when he decided to be Dick's lover. He knew about his past relationships with his fellow teams. There was Barbara Gordon. Dawn Granger. And finally, Koriand'r Kory. He knew it would be an adjustment to being with him especially with Kory still an active member of the Titans, but the others really liked Y/N. They referred to him and Dick as Dad and Father. Y/N would blush as Dick smiled and held him close.

One day, Y/N confessed his fears to Dick. "I just feel like someone as amazing as you deserves to be with someone else who is equally amazing as you. And I feel like I'm not good enough for you. I have never been good enough for you and I'm scared you'll move on pretty quickly to the next person."

Dick blinked in surprise before he began to chuckle as he looked at Y/N and sat him down on his lap and kissed him softly. "Listen, I know that I seem like a player, maybe less than Jason, but still a player in your eyes, but.... I have never felt whatever it is I'm supposed to feel with any of the women that I've been with. Until I met you. I love you. Not Dawn. Not Barbara. And not Kory. You are the one who I want by my side when I decide to have a family. You are the person I want to have at the altar with me."

Y/N looked shocked, then close to tears as he looked at Dick. "Really?"

"Really. Let me show you how much I love you." Dick kissed him as he helped Y/N out of his clothes before he gave him a lovely blowjob before Dick put Y/N's legs on his shoulders as he inserted his cock inside him and fucked him open. Y/N moaning his name as Dick came inside his hole.

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totallynotashieldagent · 8 months

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Kaleidoscope

Masterlist

You stood on the roof with Commissioner Gordon. You held the files to your chest and were a mess of nerves. You could feel the tension brewing inside your bones but Jim stood casually, dragging puff after puff from his never-ending cigarette.

"Commissioner-" A deep voice startled you and you yelped, hiding behind Gordon

"Calm down, will you?" Jim chastised Batman, "She's still new-"

"The reports," Your shaky hand extended towards the sword-wielding Robin

He snatched it from your hands, and you shrank back behind Jim. He flipped through the pages and made a sound.

"This one isn't incompetent, Gordon," Robin commented, "Decent job, Doctor," He looked at you

"T-Thank you-" You swallowed

"Red Robin would like some details on this case-" Batman handed you a USB

"Yes, sir-" You said shakily

"Go back down, kid-" Jim told you and you didn't need to be told twice

It didn't matter that you'd met the Batman before. He still scared the crap out of you. "Nice to meet you," You nodded and quickly left

"Are you crazy?" Jim stared at Bruce, "She's been in this city for five months- You can't have her running intel!"

"She's competent," Robin added as he went through the file, "She'll run intel because she's qualified,"

"Just-" Jim's voice dropped as he stared at Batman, "Don't let her get hurt, okay?"

"I never intend to," He answered in a low, gravelly voice

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rynne311 · 5 years

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Meet the Team

Request:A fluffy koriandr x shy fem reader where she meets the outlaws for the first time and she’s hekka nervous

Requested by: @bloatedandlonly

Word Count: 423

Requests are Open HERE.

“They’re going to love you. You’re a human, just like them,” Kori assured you as you continued to fret over the idea of meeting her teammates for the first time.

“You see, to me that sounds like reason enough for them to hate me. Most other people seem to, so I’m not sure how different these guys will be,” you quipped. You’d already lived your life under a shroud of insecurity, and now dating a beautiful alien princess you were sure that those who loved her would not extend that same feeling to you. “People always want me to change and not be true to me, and I don’t believe in living behind a mask like that.”

“The mask thing was on purpose, wasn’t it?” Kori questioned. She always liked your sense of humor, making stupid puns, and she knew that was a coping mechanism for you. You always tried to put others at ease when you were dealing with your own discomfort.

“Couldn’t resist,” you shrugged.

“And that is not only why I love you, but why Roy and Jason will love you too,” she consoled. “Besides if you feel uncomfortable once we get there, then we’ll leave. Just please give them a chance.”

You hadn’t realized how much you’d knotted your own fingers together, trying to physically ease your anxiety until you looked down. Kori seemed to notice just as you did, resting a hand reassuringly on your forearm.

“Okay,” you agreed. “I’ll go in with no expectation for how they’ll respond to me and we’ll go from there.”

Kori hummed in acknowledgement before wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close as you waited for your subway stop to come up. You let her warmth wash over you, letting you know it was going to be okay. You loved that Kori would guide you just far enough out of your comfort zone to grow, but never so far that you felt alone and helpless.

As you approached your stop, you could see her teammates waiting for you on the platform. One smiling ear to ear, happy to see his friend so happy, the other with a small smirk, letting his body language do the talking for him. Even when they spotted you, their demeanors didn’t sour, instead they seemed to grow warmer, ready to accept you like so few people before had. You may still be running on nerves about meeting the team, but you knew with Kori at your side, it was all going to be okay.

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buttterknifeee · 2 years

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Exes- Teen Titans x Aquagirl!Reader

Masterlist

Summary: Ok, imagine the worst possible person as your ex. Ok, now you have to get back together with them for a mission while your boyfriend watches ok good luck

Word Count: 2085

A/N: This takes place after the events of the show and you and Robin are together!!! Still alive and working on fics lolll

"And it's just so annoying."

You're sitting at the pizza place with your friend and newly-turned-hero Jinx, nodding about her complaints about her boyfriend. You're honestly pretty glad that she's no longer a villain; having gossip time when she's supposed to kill you is super awkward.

"He keeps talking to other girls!" She groans, referring to her boyfriend, Kid Flash. "Like, yeah maybe he's not flirting but everything he does is flirtatious so they're obviously gonna try to go for him when we're dating!!!"

"Maybe you should just start talking to other guys and see how he likes it." You shrug. "Or maybe start seeming like you're gonna start robbing banks again."

"Genius!" The pink haired girl exclaims before sighing again. "Ugh, you have it so easy with Robin, he's too intimidating for regular girls to talk to."

"Huh, I guess you're right." You realize. "Hey, KF could be worse; my ex was batshit crazy before I dumped him."

"OH my god you have an ex? Superhero or no?"she asks. You shook your head.

"We went to the same high school before I got into this whole Titan stuff." You say casually. "He has, like, every red flag in the book. Never wanted to hang out, always texting girls, it was so bad. I haven't thought about him since then."

Suddenly, your T- communicator rang. You opened it; It was Cyborg.

"Yo A.G.! We need you back at the tower ASAP." You glanced at Jinx, who's eyes narrowed when she realized who called you.

"Just slap him in the face for me," she waves you off, almost smiling. You hug her before leaving, making a break for the Tower.

You entered the main room to find the Titans on the couch, Robin standing in front of them.

"Hey guys, what's up?" You say, hopping onto the couch.

"We have a mission." Robin says, arms crossed. "Titans East are facing a villain right now, and they learned that an informant is in our territory."

"He's in possession of a microchip with plans for a super weapon and he's planning on transporting it on Friday. Our job is to make sure the chip doesn't fall into the wrong hands."

"Easy!" You say. "What's the plan?"

“Well, there’s a reason why we made sure you were here. The informant is in your hometown, so…” Robin trailed off, hoping that you’d get the idea. You looked at your boyfriend square in the face.

“... you want me to do all the dirty work since I know my way around.” you guessed correctly. Robin blushed and nodded.

“Yeah I can do that. We have an extra guest room at my folk’s place so we could crash there.” you shrug.

“Yes! I love your mom’s cooking!” Beast Boy cheered.

“Alright! Sounds like a plan.” you say.

Within the day, you were already at your parent’s place. You had already asked to stay at your parent’s place during the mission, and fortunately they agreed.

“Welcome Titans!” your mother beamed. She had gotten so used to the Titans by now that they were practically her children too. “You’ve all gotten so skinny since the last time I saw you. Please come inside.”

“Thanks mom, but we really need to get on with our mission.” you smile, giving her a hug.

“Alright, but don’t be out too long. And make sure to not get hurt!” she nagged. Your face turned red with embarrassment and you ushered the Titans away.

You were at your old school, now wearing regular clothes. You had an earpiece on, the Titans kept in contact with you from the T-car a block away. School had just ended, and you were watching the student body trickle out of its gates.

“Where’s the guy?” you ask, scanning the sea of people.

“He’s coming up; blue hoodie.” you hear Cyborg through the comms.

You squinted to see the guy in the blue hoodie and your heart stopped. No, there’s no way… you thought.

“Uh, guys?” you mumble to the comms. “We have a problem.”

“What is it?” Raven asked.

“That guy’s my uh… ex-boyfriend.” you wince. You could hear Robin yelling in the background.

“Well, you gotta get close to him.” Cyborg orders despite Robin’s background protests. “Just.. ask to catch up.”

“Ughhhhhh fine.” you muted the comms so you could focus. You were about to call his attention when he noticed you first.

“Y/n!” he smiled. You forced yourself to refrain from punching him.

“Oh my gosh hey!” you try to say enthusiastically. “I haven’t seen you in like, forever.”

“Yeah, no kidding I haven’t seen you since you moved to that fancy ass school! You look hot.” You cringed at his ‘compliment’. Seems like he hasn’t changed since you broke up.

“Uh, yeah, you too.” you smile. “Hey, we should totally go out sometime! How does Friday sound?”

“Uh, I don’t know about that… I kinda gotta work thing.” He shrugged. Man, it’s a good thing this guy’s as dumb as rocks, he would totally be able to see through what I’m about to do.

“Oh… that sucks…” you look at the ground. “It’s just that Friday’s the only day I’m free before I go back…” you try to look at him all flirty-like; you were just praying that it worked.

“Oh! Then yeah, I guess Friday could work. How about 6 at that pizza place?”

“Sounds like a date.” you say. He gave you that fuck-boy grin before walking away. You wait before he’s out of sight before dropping your smiling expression. You made your way back into the T-car and hopped into the back seat of the car. You look up to see all 5 Titans staring at you, wide-eyed.

“What?”

You stood in front of the mirror of your childhood bedroom, getting ready for your “date”.

“I cannot believe you are going on an outing with that boy!” Starfire exclaimed, holding one of your old stuffed animals. “This is infuriating!”

“You’re telling me sister,” you sighed, putting on lipstick. You were wearing a very simple dress and did your hair very messily; looking nice for him wasn’t your priority. “Raven, you know the plan, right?”

“Yes,” Raven said, holding another one of your stuffed animals. “Cyborg and I will keep watch on you two. If you need back up, we’ll send Starfire, Beast Boy, and Robin.”

“Sounds perfect.” you smile. “Where is Robin anyways?”

“He is sulking.” Starfire sighs.

“He’s not too happy about you going out with your ex again, even if it is for a mission.” Raven explains.

“I see.” you frown. He’s obviously not in a talking mood, but it sucks that he has to watch you. “Anyways, wish me luck girls, I’m gonna need it.”

You met up with your ex at the pizza place at 6pm sharp. What didn’t surprise you was how he arrived 15 minutes late, still wearing a blue hoodie from a few days before.

“Hey,” he grins repulsively.

“Hey!” you say. “We should get a seat.” you sat down at a booth and started looking at the menu. He almost immediately started talking.

“Yeah, like, football’s been chill. Like, I’m still the star quarterback and-” you tuned out everything he was saying 10 seconds in. You played with a paper straw wrapper and waited patiently for the food to be made.

Suddenly, you heard the door open. You turned to see who is was and was shocked when you realized it was Robin, wearing sunglasses and that tuxedo from prom.

“Hey, y/n right?” He asked, approaching your table. “Can we talk?”

“Uh, yeah sure.” you tried to act super confused as your ex glared at the boy wonder. You walked over to a corner of the restaurant, making sure that the ex is out of earshot.

“What are you doing here?” you whisper aggressively at the Boy Wonder. He shrugged.

“Just making sure you’re ok.”

“I am. I need to get back; he’s gonna get suspicious and you need to make sure you're in position.”

“But-”

“Listen, you can tell me how you’re jealous and shit later!” you raise your voice, then soften it. “We need to make sure that the mission goes well ok?”

“Ok,” he whispers, stepping back. You sigh and get back to your booth, and your ex continues his rant about football and manly stuff. Once the dinner was done, you spoke up.

“Hey, let’s go on a walk!” you suggested.

“Uh, I don’t think I can. I gotta meet up with someone at the docks after this.” he said.

“How about I walk with you? The docks are pretty at night.” you offer with a smile.

“Yeah I’m down.” you leave the pizza place and start heading down to the docks. You’re walking when he pipes up.

“Who’s that guy you were talking to?” you stiffen slightly.

“He’s just a friend.”

“Yeah? Well tell your friend that his tux looked dumb. I mean who wears a tux at a pizza place?”

“Will do.” you fake laugh at him. “What are you doing at this dock anyways?”

“Oh, it’s a secret.” he puffs out his chest. “But I’ll tell you since we’re on a date.” you cringe at the fact that he actually called it a date but beckoned him to continue.

“I’m transporting this super top secret chip to this government guy, it's totally cool.” he patted his jean pocket. “Anyways I gotta go, we should do this again babe.”

Without warning, he started leaning in for a kiss. His breath still smelled like pizza, and you could see his nasty ass facial hair. You really didn't want to kiss him, even for a mission, so you stepped back.

"Come on don't be like that," he whines. You shook your head. He grabbed your wrist and started pulling you in forcefully. You yanked your wrist out of his grasp and punched him in the face, him staggering back.

“Don’t fucking kiss me without my consent ‘babe’” you stood straight.

“You crazy bitch!” he screamed, charging towards you. You braced you impact when out of nowhere Robin swooped in, kicking him in the face. He landed on the ground and Robin stood next to you, arm around your waist.

“You-you played me!” your ex yelled, scrambling to get up.

“You did the same when we dated.” you smile. “Just returning the favor.”

“Well,” he whistled. A bunch of henchmen emerged from the shadows, ready to fight. "If you wanna play, let's play."

You and Robin stood in a fighting position back to back. You were still wearing a dress and he was still wearing a tuxedo; you'd probably win an award for the best dressed crime fighting couple right about now.

"You ready Aquagirl?" Robin asked.

"Is that even a question? Titans go!"

One cool epic fighting montage later, all your opponents laid defeated on the ground, and soaking wet. You dusted off your hands and reach into your ex's jean pocket, acquiring the microchip.

Starfire, who joined the battle sometime in between, flew down and hugged you.

"We did it! We completed our mission." She cheered.

"Yeah I guess we did." You smile. You looked at Robin, who was staring at your ex. He seemed upset about it all still. And honestly? You couldn't blame him.

Back at the house, you sat peacefully on the porch, listening to the sound of the ocean waves. You heard Robin appear behind you and sit down next to you.

"Hey." You said.

"Hey." He said back.

"I'm sorry for blowing up at you at the pizza place."

"What are you sorry for? I was the one who was being a big baby about everything."

"Haha!" You laugh. "But I can't blame you, trying to be with my ex again killed me inside too."

"So you still don't like him right?"

"Are you kidding? There's only one guy I like, and it's you."

You leaned in for a kiss, and he returned. His lips were warm, despite them being cracked. You cupped his face with your hands, and he wrapped his arms around your waist. You missed this.

The kiss only stopped when your mom came out and started spraying Robin with a spray bottle like a cat. You laughed as he immediately got up and ran from your mom, who started chasing him. You pulled out your T-communicator and dialed Jinx, waiting for it to ring.

"Jinx? You won't BELIEVE the day I had!"

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citrinesparkles · 3 years

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☆ mobile masterlist ☆

reader is gender neutral unless otherwise specified!

m a r v e l

peter parker (insomniac games)

popcorn and broken bones - peter's nursing a broken arm. reader helps with a movie and popcorn. they reflect on his spider-activities. requested. fluff. word count: 469. warnings: food, discussion of injury, lord of the rings references.

d c

multi-character pieces

flower power - blurbs about dick, jason, tim, duke, and stephanie’s reactions to their partner surprising them with flowers. word count: 686. warnings: n/a.

and so, my heart sings - blurbs about reader catching dick/jason/tim/duke/stephanie singing. fluff. word count: 849. warnings: n/a.

period pains - blurbs about dick/jason helping reader get comfortable during their period. fluff. word count: 611. requested. warnings: reader is menstruating, food, and a suggestive comment.

barbara gordon

worth it - barbara reads a book. reader is in love. fluff. word count: 367. warnings: n/a.

bruce wayne

sleep - bruce finally comes to bed. reader is comfy. fluff. word count: 555. warnings: n/a.

you should be asleep - bruce comes home. reader is still up. the hypocrite takes issue with this. requested. fluff. word count: 537. warnings: n/a.

secrets - reader reflects on being in a relationship with bruce wayne over breakfast. fluff. word count: 376. warnings: food.

dick grayson

plastic wrap my beloathed - reader struggles with plastic wrap. dick is, as always, there to save the day. fluff. word count: 432. warnings: food.

that last wave - dick is tired. reader should be asleep. fluff. word count: 452. warnings: n/a.

sweet atlas. - dick got roughed up and came to reader for help. reader wants to know why. requested. angst/fluff. word count: 813. warnings: vague descriptions of canon-typical wounds, talk of blood.

all yours - dick finally gets home. fluff. word count: 305. warnings: n/a. i think.

birthday - dick makes a birthday surprise. fluff. word count: 206. warnings: vague discussion of food.

donna troy

picture perfect - a walk in the park turns into a mini photoshoot. fluff. requested. word count: 268. warnings: n/a.

hair care - donna’s working. reader keeps her company. fluff. word count: 499. warnings: n/a.

duke thomas

cute keychain - you’re getting ready, and duke gets a little distracted when something familiar catches his eye. fluff. word count: 521. warnings: n/a.

comfy - reader wants affection. fluff. word count: 457. warnings: joke about manipulation.

wrapping - duke is better at wrapping gifts. reader knows this. fluff. word count: 351. warnings: discussion of wrapping gifts, but no named occasion.

jason todd

one in the morning - jason and reader are dorks in the kitchen in the middle of the night. fluff. word count: 526. warnings: food.

mah-scare-uh - makeup is difficult. harder when your boyfriend is an insufferable ninja. fluff. word count: 473. warnings: makeup application, discussion of food.

all he could do - unsurprisingly, jason gets nightmares. luckily, phones exist. angst/comfort. word count: 1,188. warnings: anxiety, panic attacks and discussion thereof, canon-typical violence, nightmares.

his apartment - jason’s apartment is becoming less of a “mine” and more of an “ours”. fluff. word count: 552. warnings: n/a.

by any other name - the different things reader calls jason. fluff. word count: 444. warnings: discussion of food, vague reference to injury.

minute long hug - reader is sad for vague reasons and just wants a hug. light angst/comfort. word count: 439. warnings: discussion of food, reader is sad.

too much - reader is just really full of love, and is pretty sure jason would self destruct if he actually knew. fluff, i think. word count: 478. warnings: n/a.

cupcake colors - jason brings home cupcakes, just like asexual!reader asked. requested. fluff. word count: 426. warnings: food.

pinched nerves and bruised eyes. - jason pinched a nerve. reader tries to strike the balance between helping and respecting boundaries, because someone is bad at accepting help. fluff with super mild angst. word count: 703. warnings: mild injury descriptions.

wherefore art thou like this? - reader has to convince jason to get out of bed and go get some food. jason is dramatic. fluff. word count: 784. warnings: vague discussion of food.

wake up call. - reader has a nightmare and a decent right hook. jason's doing his best. angst/comfort. word count: 664. warnings: clumsy communication, accidental punching.

patience, love. - four times he couldn't say i love you, and the first time he did. angst/fluff. word count: 1,317. warnings: food, patching up wounds, bad self doubt.

welcome home. - reader gets home early from a trip, jason comes home hurt, stuff hits the fan. requested. angst/comfort. word count: 2,086. warnings: arguing, reader gets threatened (accidentally), patching up wounds, discussion of danger.

milk the pig. - jason has a nightmare. reader... doesn't? blurb. fluff. word count: 433. warnings: anxiety.

moo - sequel to milk the pig. blurb. fluff. word count: 278. warnings: food.

doctor todd - vigilante!reader shows up in jason's window, wounded. requested. fluff, i think? word count: 1,875. warnings: tending wounds, mentions of food.

on masks and trust. - jason accompanies reader to an event, and on the way home, does some thinking. fluff. word count: 669. warnings: n/a.

hoodie haggling - jason's favorite hoodie is missing. requested. fluff. word count: 596. warnings: n/a.

cat (1, 2, 3, 4) - jason gets asked to watch a cat. he gets more than he bargained for. fluff with dashes of angst if you squint. total word count: 4,504. warnings: brief danger to kids, unrelated mentions of a couple arguing, food, animal illness, patching up wounds, some self doubt.

zombies - jason wakes reader up for breakfast. fluff. word count: 447. warnings: discussion of food.

quiet - reader has a headache. fluff/comfort, i guess? word count: 370. warnings: mention of reader having hair long enough to play with.

splish! splash! splosh! - jason and reader take a bath, reader spots a new scar. word count: 708. requested. fluff/hurt/comfort, mostly fluff. warnings: non-sexual nudity and physical touch, discussion of canon-typical danger and wounds.

nudge - reader tries to work, jason has other ideas. word count: 847. fluff. warnings: suggestive comments.

wrist kisses - jason is having a bad time. reader is trying to help. word count: 1,013. mild hurt/comfort. warnings: less than great emotional health, mention of food.

been dyed, done that - reader helps jason dye over the white streak in his hair. word count: 652. requested. mild hurt/comfort. warnings: n/a.

red herring - jason's hurt. he and reader listen to mysteries to pass the time. word count: 392. fluff. warnings: mention of food, discussion of implied murder

kiss - reader lives in the moment. word count: 294. fluff. warnings: n/a.

nighttime nerves - reader is anxious and irritated, and jason’s almost home. word count: 1,001. mild hurt/comfort. warnings: anxiety and associated irritability, trouble sleeping, brief mention of food.

you had me worried - reader gets a call from jason, and tries not to freak out. alt: jason calls reader, and tries not to freak out. requested. word count: 906. mild hurt comfort. warnings: canon-typical terrorism and violence, anxiety.

jason todd (continued)

guiding hand - jason and reader walk home after an amusing dinner. requested. word count: 468. fluff. warnings: vague discussions of food, eavesdropping (mostly accidental), and supposed hauntings

six in the morning - reader wakes up. jason is still up. reader is fed up. requested. fluff. word count: 503. warnings: n/a.

simple - reader is having a rough time, and jason tries to help. somewhere between hurt/comfort and angst. word count: 613. warning: vague descriptions of messy, yucky feelings on reader's part, including feelings of inadequacy.

kon el

in the kitchen, two’s a crowd - (poly kon x reader x tim drake) surely, tim’s partners (both of whom are notoriously bad at mornings) will be in bed when he gets home. fluff. word count: 576. warnings: sleep deprivation, food, mentions of canon-typical wounds.

super cute - kon picks a terrible movie for date night. requested. fluff. word count: 565. warnings: food.

koriand'r

pancakes first - reader tries to make breakfast in bed. kory helps anyway. fluff. word count: 357. warnings: food, suggestive comments.

exhausted, you? - after meeting kory's friends, reader is understandably a little tired. requested. fluff. word count: 522. warnings: vague references to food.

moon and stars - kory is a good gift giver. fluff. word count: 311. warnings: n/a.

home - reader's in love. fluff. word count: 236. warnings: n/a.

stephanie brown

walk you home - steph’s a flirt, and you’re not immune. fluff. word count: 359. warnings: n/a.

spoilin’s the game - steph swings by. she brings food. fluff. word count: 239. warnings: shockingly, discussion of food.

tim drake

stoplight, stop bright - reader is a good driver, tim is a good passenger. fluff. word count: 362. warnings: n/a.

ketchup crimes - reader is short. tim is annoying. fluff. word count: 481. warnings: food, suggestive comments, one joking threat of violence.

in the kitchen, two’s a crowd - (poly tim x reader x kon el) surely, tim’s partners (both of whom are notoriously bad at mornings) will be in bed when he gets home. fluff. word count: 576. warnings: sleep deprivation, food, mentions of canon-typical wounds.

dance with me? - tim and reader dance in the living room of their apartment. fluff. word count: 328. warnings: n/a.

time to marie kondo this mess - reader spends a summer day cleaning up the apartment, tim comes home and is distracting. requested. fluff. word count: 744. warnings: brief mentions of food.

maybe that's why. - tim sees something gruesome on patrol, and it reopens some old wounds. requested. angst. word count: 653. warnings: discussion of parent death.

planted the stars - reader’s getting ready, and tim’s distracting. fluff. word count: 447. warnings: n/a.

late night - reader is just trying to sleep, but having a vigilante boyfriend makes that tricky. fluff. word count: 462. warnings: mention of anxiety.

hurt - tim got hurt, and reader is trying to be supportive. angst/comfort. word count: 302. warnings: mentions and mild descriptions of canon-typical wounds and injuries, fear of loss.

music (in quotation marks) - reader is studying. tim has bad taste in music. fluff. word count: 353. warnings: n/a.

#citrine speaks #housekeeping again #masterlist #dc comics #dick grayson x reader #duke thomas x reader #jason todd x reader #kon el x reader #conner kent x reader #koriand'r x reader #kory anders x reader #stephanie brown x reader #tim drake x reader #reader insert #imagines blog #bruce wayne x reader

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OC Stuff: *Insert insane training's montage here while Eye of the Tiger plays in the background*

Under the cut is a kind of drabble/ scene I originally wrote for LYLMM but ultimately couldn't fit in so I'm yeeting it out now after revisiting.

A/N: You know, Kori is based on the reader insert of LYLMM which basically follows the events of Y7. This was supposed to be set after visiting Sotenbori and before going to Kamurocho.

As Kori placed down her bags and was busy with putting up her hair, she watched Zhao carefully take off each of his rings, his glasses, taking out his earrings... She was so caught up observing his hands work that hers forgot to move. In on itself the action wasn’t anything extraordinary but for her this was a rare sight. Her partner with no accessories whatsoever.

Of course he would notice her staring eventually. A half-smile formed on his lips as he turned to her:

“What is it?” She blinked once to get out of her trance, shrugging nonchalantly:

“I don’t know. Nothing...” Kori started off, smiling back at him and trying to give some explanation. “I’ve just never seen you without your jewelry. You seem more naked like this than…” but she felt like she said too much, heat creeping up her face. Not missing the opportunity she saw him take on a challenging grin, intending to coax an answer out of her:

“Than…?” So much for behaving when others are around too. she thought, glancing over to Joon-gi Han for a brief moment.

“When you’re actually naked…” she finished the notion half-heartedly with a burning face, making Zhao laugh. She quickly wanted to change the subject so she turned to the strategist, who just finished getting ready himself, sporting wide black shorts and a gray, loose sleeveless shirt accentuating his muscular arms.

“Anyway, you are in good shape too, Han. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so much of your skin…” When she realized how that must have sounded like she just let out a defeated sigh.

“I should just shut my mouth.” The situation reminded her when she had one of her first conversations with the two in Survive. Somehow everything she said came out wrong.

The silver haired man didn’t let himself get thrown off by her wording, letting out a quiet laugh himself before answering calmly:

“My attire changed quite much since coming to Ijincho. You could say that during my stay in Kamurocho I dressed even more revealing. It was a big hit with our customers.” he stated confidently. Customers? She wanted to ask him about his previous occupation upon hearing the new information but Zhao was quicker, putting a hand on his hip, saying with a frown:

“Sheesh, I’m sure glad you two didn’t meet back in the day.” Is that a hint of jealousy? she thought a amused and shrugged again:

“Considering he was part of the mafia that had beef with the Tojo Clan I think it’s for the best. I would probably be dead had we ever met.” Han crossed his arms, giving Kori a relaxed answer:

“Not if you didn’t get involved... Had Majima-san anything to do with the altercations?” The woman contemplated about it for a second, recalling what she could about the events surrounding the fire in Little Asia.

“Hm, I didn’t know much about what he did or didn’t do business-wise. But I don’t think he really had his fingers in this specific mess. Especially after he got arrested.” she finished thoughtfully before Zhao chimed in again:

“We saw where guys with a revealing fit can land you. So it’s for the best you were staying away.” he tried to play it off but his tone had a certain edge to it. His dislike towards the patriarch was more than justified but she couldn’t help pulling his leg a little. It wasn’t common for him to be annoyed about something like this and it was not like he had anything to beware.

“We got together indirectly because of him, didn’t we?” she gave back with crossing her arms over her chest, raising a brow. He just ever so slightly narrowed his eyes at her.

“Don’t give him too much credit.” His patience seemed to run out so she let it be.

“Fair.”

“How about we get started?” Han inquired in his usual undisturbed tone and she was quite relieved that he ended the conversational topic.

Kori was up against the Geomijul strategist in the first round of sparring so the two of them got onto the mat with Zhao staying on the side to observe and wait for his turn.

“This feels almost nostalgic, wouldn’t you say, Kornélia-san?” the silver-haired man announced with a perked up tone and the former leader was also more than happy to take the conversation somewhere else.

“Oh, you two practiced before?” he asked curiously to which she shook her head, answering slightly reproachfully:

“No, I think he means the night we were supposed to get that video evidence of Mabuchi, right?” She couldn’t hold it against either of them how that night played out but it still wasn’t the most fun evenings to remember.

“Yes, I certainly underestimated the group.” Han admitted with a little smile.

“I mean it was four against one… Though, you had two guns so it was kinda balanced now that I think about it. But I don’t think I could do much against you as it currently stands, even without your gun being shoved into my face.” the translator pointed out awkwardly. It wasn’t like she expected to have a chance against him one-on-one in the first place but standing in front of him as he wore his training outfit, he felt almost more intimidating than in his raincoat.

Though, the sparring had to wait for another moment as the ex-leader asked from the sidelines:

“Wait, four? Weren’t you five people? What happened?” Her answer came in a matter-of-fact tone:

“Nanba-san had the pleasure of experiencing a taser from up close; he was incapacitated before he eventually was able to flee.” Zhao snickered at the retold events, his tone practically saying I told you so on its own:

“Told you the Geomijul don’t fuck around.” Han nodded to this statement, adding:

“He was lucky Seong-hui didn’t shoot him right away.”

“Yeah, I’m not missing the guns much.” Kori gave back with a shrug, recalling the first night she fought with the gang together before the strategist took on a stance ready to start.

“Just hand-to-hand combat. You also can’t rely on your tanto all the time.”

“I know I don’t. When we beat up Captain Takabe’s guys I didn’t use my tanto either. Didn’t want to provoke them into firing their guns. Kept their guards lower." she paused and ultimately gave her partner a sly grin:

“One crazy guy blasting his gun on the scene was enough.” Zhao wasn't thrown off by the remark, mirroring the girl's facial expression as if he had just received a compliment.

#fuck it im making an oc tag: kornélia #fic mood: love you left me madness #myart #yakuza oc #i struggled so hard with coming up with a background #but im kinda happy with it now #i originally wanted to go with a gym kinda thing but it didnt look good #i also didnt know where i wanted this scene to go so it kinda just stops #i just had this vision of zhao wearing none of his bling #idk might hc that han is very stubborn about pronouncing her whole name every time lmao #zhaori shippy tag

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