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book-place · 2 years

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Blinding Lights

Happy Fathers Day to all the amazing dads out there!!

Warnings: sensory issues, cursing, bad teachers, crying, mentions of absent fathers, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Oliver Queen x sibling reader

Request: Oooo when you can, could you do dialogue #28 with teen!reader x arrow verse (reader is Oliver and Thea’s adopted younger sibling) where reader ended up having a mental break down at school and when Oliver came to pick them up he asks if he can hug them? Reader has sensory issues and isn’t very fond of touch, but they allow him because they have grown super close to him over time and they are ok with the feeling of his swester or something?

Request by: @mictodii

(Sorry this took so long and if this isn’t what you wanted, and if it’s not then just lmk and I’ll try to fix it!!)

*not my gif*

Summary: When you have a mental breakdown at school, there’s one person you can count on to make you feel better. The person that you’ve always been able to count on

A/N: This is really short; Also, I’ve never written a character with sensory issues before so I’m so sorry if I got this wrong!; and the bolded is the dialogue prompt

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

You were yet to fully calm down, your breathing coming out in quick and ragged breaths instead of the slow and steady deep ones like the teacher had told you to do.

It wasn't like you could help it though, the teachers hadn’t even tried to help you fully calm down before sitting you down in the small waiting room near the office. And staring at the beige walls with no decorations whatsoever was beginning to make you claustrophobic.

The lights were too bright- so bright- that you felt like your head was spinning.

You tried to drop it into your hands, but your forehead touched the scratchy material of your sweater, and you immediately snapped your head up immediately, unable to stand the feeling.

No matter what you did, nothing could calm you down. And nobody was left in the room after the teachers exited to talk to your brother, not even allowing you to go see him.

They had apparently called him when you had run out of a classroom in the middle of a lesson and broke down crying in the hallway.

None of the teachers had bothered to ask you why that happened, they just rolled their eyes and scoffed at you for interrupting and ruining their lessons.

The truth was, the stress of all the final exams coming up and all of the work that you had to do became far too much for you and you couldn’t stand it anymore.

You had tried very hard to suppress whatever it was that you were feeling, just at least until you got into the safety of your own home, but the more you tried to suppress it, the stronger the feeling became.

Finally, just as you thought you were about to start crying again, the door opened and Oliver came into view.

His eyes were soft upon seeing the state you were in, and he gently beckoned with a hand for you to get up, “Come on, Trouble.” He used his childhood nickname for you, “Let’s go home.”

As you walked in front of him, he was careful not to touch you, but made sure to be close enough that you knew he was there for you if you needed him.

He, just like the rest of your friends and family, knew about your sensory issue and they were always sure to respect it in anyway that they could.

When you got to the car, he opened the door for you before jogging to get to his side, closing the door but not yet pulling out, and turned his head to look at you.

All of a sudden it became too much once more, all of the feelings from earlier resurfaced and you found yourself crying your eyes out again.

He let you cry for a moment before hesitantly calling out to you, “N/n… can I hug you?” He asked, not wanting to do anything you were uncomfortable with.

Much to his surprise, you nodded your head.

But he didn’t waste a second on wrapping you into his strong arms and pulling you into the protective comfort of his chest.

He gently held you, stroking your hair softly as he prepared to be pushed away at any moment.

You continued to cry into his chest though, appreciating the comfort that the hug from your older brother brought.

When you finally calmed down enough just to be hiccuping and sniffling, you didn’t pull away right away as you actually leaned closer to Oliver, finding comfort in the feeling of his soft sweater. It calmed you down even more.

After giving yourself another minute, you slowly pulled away from him, looking up at his face to see him already looking right back at you.

You didn’t want to talk about what had happened. You didn’t want to relive that. You didn’t want him to ask about it.

“You don’t have to explain.” He said softly, as if reading your mind.

“Thank you.” You whispered back, feeling so grateful for your brother at that moment.

“There’s no need to thank me.” He paused for a moment, letting the two of you fall into a comfortable silence, “But… I will need to speak with those teachers of yours, they’re real assholes.”

A small smile made its way onto your face when he said that, knowing that he would in fact have a talk with those teachers- and probably be joined by Thea was well.

As you looked at him now, you finally realized just how much your brother did for you, because he cares about you.

How he would respect your need for space and literally leave work in the middle of the day because you were crying at school.

And while your father was never actually around for most of your life, Oliver he was. He was there for you through everything, like a real father should be.

As far as you were concerned, you had the greatest brother in the world, because he could fill that empty void your father had left behind.

Chaotic Hero’s 🤍- @lovanitu @mukbee

#platonic #platonic imagine #x reader #arrowverse x reader #team arrow #team arrow x reader #oliver queen x platonic! reader #Oliver Queen x sister reader #Oliver Queen x brother reader #Oliver Queen x teen reader #Oliver Queen x sibling reader #thea queen x platonic!reader #thea queen #Oliver Queen #Thea Queen x sister reader #Thea Queen x brother reader #Thea Queen x sibling reader

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amethystandemma · 6 months

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Full name: Genevieve Penelope Lance-Queen

-Preferred name: Genevieve, “Genie”

-Married name: Genevieve Nelson

Birthday: November 24

-Star sign: Sagittarius

Parents: Oliver Queen and Dinah Lance

Siblings: Roy Harper (adopted brother), Connor Hawke (paternal half-brother)

Children: Gabriel Nelson, Justine Nelson, Nehemiah Nelson

Partner(s): many former loves, Noah Nelson (husband)

Best friend(s): Celeste Jordan

Nationality(ies): American

-Species: metahuman

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Alter ego(s): Cupid (current)

Power(s)/Ability(ies): expert archer, strong, expert martial artist, photographic memory, generate small ultrasonic vibrations

Weakness(es): sore throats

Alignment: good

Team(s): Young Justice (current), Arrow Family (current)

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Favorite color(s): rosy pink, black

Favorite food(s): pork chops

Favorite drink(s): Dr. Pepper

Favorite hero(es)/villain(s): Green Arrow (Oliver Queen and Connor Hawke), Arsenal (Roy Harper), Black Canary (Dinah Lance)

Favorite hobby(ies): archery, driving, martial arts, running

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Gender: female

-Pronouns: she/her

Hair color(s): blonde

Hair length: shoulder

Hair texture: wavy

Hair style(s): down, ponytail

Left eye color(s): light blue

Right eye color(s): light blue

Skin tone: tan

Physical build: mesomorph

-Height: 5’5

-Weight: 130 lbs

Sexuality: heterosexual

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Fear(s): being stranded

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smoakqueenfam · 1 year

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The Unthinkable Podcast - 1x18 recap!

Happy Sunday, friends! @smoaking-greenarrow & I were shocked to discover that this is one of our favorite S1 episodes so far. Roy needs saving, OTA is thriving, soft, married Olicity emerges, and the plot thickens! 👇🏼

Don’t hesitate to give us your thoughts 💚

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blazethecheeto · 2 years

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Things Arrow Characters Absolutely Have Said

Felicity: Do you ever feel bugs on you when really there’s nothing there?

Oliver: Those are the ghosts of the bugs you killed before.

Felicity:

Felicity: *sobs*

Diggle: You fucking scared her, you idiot.

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Diggle: Oliver is forbidden from monologuing.

Sara, in the distance: Yet he still does it anyways!

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Oliver, on the island: Standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like ‘look at this fucking flower. This flower is taller than I am. This flower is winning and I’m losing.’

Slade: Wow, you are not ready to hear about trees-

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Sara, singing to the tune of I Kissed a Girl: I killed a guy, and I liked it-

Felicity, whispering: Should we call the exorcist?

Oliver, also singing:The taste of his cherry chapstick.

Diggle, appalled: Call the exorcist.

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Moira: Malcolm! I thought you were dead!

Malcom: No, just in deep cover.

Moira: ...But it was an open casket.

Malcolm: It was very deep.

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Oliver: It's cold out, we should hold hands.

Shado, blushing: Okay.

Slade: It's fucking summer.

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elejahfanfic · 1 year

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amelia x oliver_

@darknightfrombeyond

#oc: amelia #amelia x oliver #amelia queen #oliver queen #alternative universe #idk why i get a cinderella moment here...lol #why is amy so worried...#team arrow standing by #what prompted ollie to have a broadcast...

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lacrimae23 · 3 months

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my arrow favs:

season: 2. definitely. without hesitation. season 2 is-[too many words] perfect. i love it.

bad guy: slade wilson • 1. slade 2. chase 3. malcolm

ship: olicity (no one guessed, i know it's hard to tell) • dyla, theroy, nyssara, merlance [ i have to add that i am sad and kinda mad that they ruined curtis x paul. i know people ship him with nick and i have nothing against it, but for me it was paul x curtis 🥺 i like them for them but also because i would like to see the life of a couple in which one person is a vigilante and wants to save the world through mask and one is not but supports the other AND THAT THEY ACTUALLY CAN WORK LIKE THIS WITHOUT DIVORCING. this storyline could happen, i know, i understand paul, i understand curtis, but i would just love to see a working relationship with one person doing all this vigilante stuff and the second living relatively normal life (relatively - with husband dressing in a superhero suit and punching people at night; you know what i mean🙈) . it would be nice. but i also love them 'just for them', you know. i'm sad about it so that's why this quick rant]

team (throughout the show): OTA. always and forever, one and only, yes. with sara and roy: also perfection, but OTA is 'it' for me

fav female character/fav male character: felicity smoak (unexpected, i know) / oliver queen

fav character: felicity smoak (tbh, in arrow i love almost every single character. they did good job with them. i love felicity, oliver, diggle, sara, thea, roy, tommy, i enjoyed helena's screentime, mckenna, and i like laurel, quentin, moira is an icon, sometimes a ruthless icon, but an icon all the same; i would love to see felicity — moira teaming up in later seasons soooo much; i have fanfics for that [thanks all the authors again!!]. i know all of these characters had their flaws (who doesn't) or didn't started their journey on the arrow so well, but i love them 🥹)

fav place with junk food: big belly burger (because i had to mention it)

#arrow #oliver queen #olicity #felicity smoak #oliver x felicity #my favourites #arrowverse #original team arrow #ota #john diggle

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stevencreviersblog · 2 years

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My ideal Team Arrow:

Oliver, Laurel, Thea, Roy as the field team with Felicity and Diggle behind the scenes. Diggle occupying a role similar to Alfred. Felicity working comms.

#dinah laurel lance #oliver queen #thea queen #john diggle #roy harper #felicity smoak #black canary #green arrow #laurel x oliver #lauriver #nolicity #team arrow

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livelovecaliforniadreams · 1 year

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#its the way he touches her hair for me #i love them #faves #the dream team #arrow #arrowedits #olicity #oliver x felicity #felicity x oliver #oliver queen #felicity smoak #emily bett rickards #stephen amell #gif #gifs #gifset #love #2x1

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tvshowscouples · 9 days

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If you love Oliver&Laurel (Arrow) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples :)

thank you!

#lauliver #lauriver #oliver and laurel #laurel and oliver #laurel lance #katie cassidy #arrow #stephen amell #laurel x oliver #oliver x laurel #oliver queen #team lauliver

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thefastestelementalmasteralive · 2 years

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Arrow’s brother Wingding ‘AU’

Stuff I’ve been working on, BTW this is only like... 5 minutes into the actual first episode on Netflix

Panting and feet running through a forest is all that can be heard. A man in a green outfit with a green hood runs through the trees- rushed, on a time limit. He jumps and grabs onto a branch. Swinging, and dropping before resuming running.

Reaching some rocks he starts to climb them, never stopping until he gets to the top. When he stops at the top he looks out onto the island bay to see a fishing boat. He then jumps from rock to rock and resumes running once onto the grass again. He runs over a piece of cloth, turns around, and gets low to the ground. Sticking a Knife into the ground he opens the cloth for a bow and arrows. The takes the bow and an arrow, strikes the head of the arrow against a nearby rock, and starts it on fire, then he stands up and aims for a wood pile he’d made. Firing the arrow hits its mark and the pile of wood lights up.

On the ship, two men are visibly working, One sees the fire and alerts the other in the language familiar to them. The other working man turns in shock to see the flames.

“The name of the Island they found me on is Lian Yu,” the green-clothed man says

The two fishermen approach the fire once on the island.

“It’s Mandarin for purgatory” The green man approaches the two men, and the fishermen look at him in astonishment. “I’ve been stranded here for five years. I’ve dreamt of my rescue every cold, black night since then.”

He gets closer.

“For five years I’ve had only one thought,” He gets on his knees exhausted, and pulls down his hood to reveal his long, dirty, blond hair, the same as the beard on his face: long, dirty, and blond. “One goal, survive. Survive and one day, return home.”

They row him back out to the fisherman's boat. They give him a blanket and some drinkable water. “The island had many dangers. To live, I had to make myself more than what I was,” He takes a drink from the cup. “To forge myself into a weapon. I am returning, not the boy who was shipwrecked, but the man who will bring justice to those who have poisoned my city.” he looks up from the cup and stares out onto the island. “My name is Oliver Queen.”

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“Oliver Queen is alive,” The newscaster starts with the title ‘LOST BILLIONAIRE FOUND’ in front of him. “The starling city Resident was found by fishermen in the north china sea five days ago. Five years after he was missing and presumed dead following the accident at sea which claimed the Queen’s Gambit.”

Some videos and photos from before he left Star city pop up on the screen. “Queen was a regular tabloid presence and a fixture at the starling city club scene. Shortly before his disappearance, he was acquitted of assault charges stemming from a highly publicized drunken altercation with paparazzi.”

The screen goes back to the newscaster. “Queen is the son of Starling city billionaire Robert Queen who was also on board but now officially confirmed as deceased.”

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At a hospital, Oliver Queen is staring out a window at the city as a doctor starts talking outside of the room. “Twenty percent of his body is covered in scar tissue.’ he says softly. “Second-degree burns on his back and arms. X-ray shows at least 12 fractures that never properly healed” The doctor is shown outside of the room talking to a blond woman.

“Has he said anything about what happened?” The woman asks

“No, he’s barely said anything.” Responds to the doctor to her question. “Moira, I’d like you to prepare yourself. The Oliver you lost might not be the one they found.” With that Moira turns to Oliver and opens the door.

As she steps into the room no reaction comes from Oliver. “Oliver?” She calls out concerned. However with that Oliver turns around to face Moira, once facing her he gives her a small smile.

“Mom.” Oliver acknowledges, and with that, they both walk forward to meet each other.

“Oh.” Moira starts, with tears welling up in her eyes. “My beautiful boy.” And she goes in for a hug. Oliver returns it as tears start forming in his eye as well. Moira places a kiss behind his ear, and they stay like that for some time.

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A black limo approaches a Manor, eventually coming to a stop and parks. The people riding in the limo step out when the door is opened. The trunk opens to reveal a wooden crate with letters on it. A worker goes to move it but, Oliver Queen also gets it and takes it inside with him, along with a quiet, “I’ve got it.”

“Your room is exactly as you left it.” Moira starts as she and Oliver walk into the Manor. “I never had the heart to change a thing.”

“Oliver.” A man calls out, It’s a Black man, He’s bald and wearing a blue suit and tie. “It’s damn good to see you.” a smile crosses his face, but when no reaction comes from Oliver, the smile dimms. “It’s Walter,” Walter says introducing himself, Oliver and Walter shake hands. “Walter Steele.”

“You Remember Walter,” Moira says as a maid comes into the room. “Your father’s friend from the company.” Walter smiles at Oliver and he gives one back, then Oliver walks off, towards the maid.

“It’s good to see you, Raisa,” Oliver says greeting the Maid- Raisa.

“Welcome home, Mr. Oliver.” Raisa acknowledges with a smile, and then she turns to Moira and Walter to address them. “Mr. Merlyn phoned. He wants to join you for dinner.”

“Wonderful” Moira answers and Oliver turns toward her then looks past her and up. “Oliver, did you hear that?” Oliver walks past her to whatever he’s looking at, a smile on his face.

He’s looking up the stairs when a girl comes around the banister. A white girl, long, brown hair resting on her shoulders, she’s wearing a lavender tank top, some jeans, and slip-on sneakers. “Hey sis,” Oliver says greeting.

The teen smiles and starts down the stairs, “I knew it. I knew you were alive.” She says on her way down. Once she gets close enough to him they hug. “I missed you so much.”

“You were with me the whole time,” Oliver says comfortingly.

Once they are done hugging Moira steps forward. “Oliver, While you have been gone there have been some. New additions to the household, Walter for one and the second, Um…” She stumbles off looking for the right words and Oliver’s sister intervenes.

“She picked up a stray,” Thea explains.

“What, did we adopt a Cat?” Oliver questions, however, adopt seems to be the trigger word and Moira starts talking again.

“No, no Oliver. We didn’t adopt a pet,” Moira starts explaining as Oliver’s confusion grows. “And Thea, stop calling your brother a stray.”

“Brother?” Oliver asks as Thea starts smirking.

“Back in 2007, In November I was walking to Queen Consolidated and I turn a corner to see police escorting a teen boy into a cruiser, for some divine reason my stomach dropped so I asked one of them what’s going on,” Moira starts explaining, gesturing with her hands every so often. “He told me that the child was a run-away from New Jersey, Gotham I believe the City was called, he was an orphan that had been placed in a juvenile detention facility because the only orphanage in that town was full.”

“Wow,” Oliver states at a loss for better words, eyes widening in shock. “Why didn’t they just transfer him to an orphanage in a different city?”

“When I asked that, I got told that by the time anyone thought of that as an option, he had already escaped five times, and would actually need to stay there for a few months, before he could be transferred as running away is a crime in whatever city he was in. I said It was ridiculous and asked for his name, ‘Richard Grayson’ was his name. Concern kicked in as they started the journey back to Gotham and eventually I started the process of taking him in.”

“W-well then…” Oliver starts only to stumble off then makes a shrugging gesture “Our little brother is missing the family gathering,” with that, Moira and Walter visibly relax. “Where is he?”

“If he’s not on any chandeliers,” Thea starts and Oliver raises an eyebrow. “He’s probably at the Gym, or on a date with another redheaded… hey Ollie, If you don’t want him to date any of your friends, don’t befriend redheads,”

“Okay… then?”

“Either way, He’ll be home for dinner”

#Yes that is the Au Name #Arrow's brother wingdings #or #A's Bro WD au #thea queen #oliver queen #moira queen #walter steele #i dont know raisa's last name but #raisa #richard grayson #dick grayson #nightwing #I should probably say I plan on reading the comics before I get to the Bludhaven Team #as seen in the last post #crack ship Kai (ninjago) X Oliver Queen (Arrowverse)

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sundrop-writes · 5 months

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Your First Kiss With Dick Grayson

Dick Grayson x Gender Neutral Reader

Summary:

The Titans have faced a lot together, but never something quite as troubling as the possible return of an inter-dimensional demon that shreds apart worlds and leaves nothing standing in its wake.

You hate to admit it, but even standing with your team - you're afraid. Dick tries his best to comfort you, but for once during his career as noble, selfless team leader - he takes a moment to be selfish, and does something that he has been avoiding doing for years.

Dick Grayson x Gender Neutral Reader. Childhood Friends to Lovers. Angst and Fluff. Set during Season 4, Episode 6.

Word Count: 2,900

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Detailed warnings and author's notes below the cut.

Warnings: this one is a bit more on the angsty side; this fic features major spoilers for season 4 (and for the majority of the show) - so if you're watching it for the first time or you haven't seen it yet and you want to watch it spoiler free, then avoid this fic for now; the reader character is completely gender neutral - the only pronouns used for the reader are you/yours; the reader is one of the original Titans; the reader and Dick are childhood friends through the Justice League - the reader is the adoptive child of Oliver Queen/Green Arrow (the reader is a talented marksman and trained in combat); the reader is mentioned to be an orphan (again, aren't all good superheroes); major pining from Dick - he has had a crush on the reader since they were kids (most of this is from his POV, so it's not specified if the reader has returned his feelings for just as long); mentions of canon character deaths; a lot of this is from Dick's POV so - warnings for Dick being emotionally constipated and referring to romantic feelings as a 'disease'; this is an AU where Dickkory never happened; mentions of canon violence - not described in graphic detail; mentions of the apocalypse/the world ending (and the anxiety this can cause); the reader is feeling extreme fear/anxiety due to the possible end of the world; technically - unresolved pining. I believe that's it.

A/N: The second part of the First Kiss series! I had a lot of fun with this one. This is the first really romantic fic I have written for Dick, and I enjoyed it so much omg. I was so tempted to write an enemies to lovers version with him, because he annoys me so much in the canon, and I feel like 'kissing in the middle of a heated argument' would work so well with his character - but maybe we'll save that one for Jason (or Hank, idk). instead, I went with emotionally constipated Dick Grayson, because that is sooo canon. he would not admit his feelings for someone if he had a gun to his head. and I had a lot of fun writing this mostly from his POV. I feel like he is such an interesting POV character to work with, so I might do more from him in the future. anyway, please enjoy!!

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Stress.

There were few other words to describe the horrible feeling that was dense in the air around them.

Everyone was looking to Dick for answers, and unfortunately, he had none. Sebastian was missing, likely kidnapped by Mother Mayhem in order to complete a ritual that would likely mean the end of the world. Rachel had lost her powers and the Titans needed her unique form of magic now more than ever. Tim was impatient, annoyed because Dick wasn’t letting him use the minimal training that he had. But of course, Dick was hesitant to let the next would-be Robin off the bench after what had happened to Jason.

(Dick could barely bring himself to think about Jason these days.)

Kory was having difficulty controlling her newfound powers, and so was Gar. Which left the team weakened on all sides. Jinx was helpful on the magic front, but she was far from easy to control when it came to executing plans and corralling her rather wild personality.

And Dick didn’t even want to think about what was happening with Conner. He just had to pray that this whole shaved-head, Lex Luthor impression was part of his mourning for his would-be father, and hopefully - it would be temporary.

All of the chaos among the team left Dick leaning on you. As usual, you were likely the only person on the team who wasn’t experiencing any extreme drama. You were the only Titan with some true stability.

And you were the person on the team with the most experience. Even more than Dick himself. Beyond being part of the original Titans team that had helped to found The Tower, you had been trained under Oliver Queen, who was part of the Justice League as Green Arrow. Ollie had taken you on as his own child when your parents died and left him as your carer in their will. Naturally, early into your childhood, he had started training you in the art of combat and marksmanship - so you grew up with intense skill.

You and Dick met soon after he was adopted by Bruce. And much like Donna, you were a kind face and a wise voice that kept him mentally grounded well into adulthood. But you were also someone mischievous that made him smile; someone he could always turn to for a well timed laugh.

You always kept him sane.

And very much unlike Donna - soon after he met you, Dick started to develop feelings for you.

Of course, back then, it was just a silly crush. When he told Donna about it at the time, she laughed. And when he had hidden his face in embarrassment, she then told him that it was ‘cute’. She told him that you two would be good together when you got older. So naturally, Dick took her words as biblically concrete advice.

He decided that he should wait for you. That the two of you would be good together when you got older.

So he waited.

And he waited. And eventually - life got in the way.

He had a huge falling out with Bruce, things at the Tower went south. It was never the right time to tell you. How the hell could he tell his best friend that he had those big, terrifying feelings mounting inside of him, worsening each year like a disease?

It was never the right time to tell you because he was dodging disasters left and right and he needed you more as a friend than as a lover. He needed you as a brick wall to lean on. He needed you as that voice of common sense in his ear - the leader’s loyal first mate, giving him advice behind the curtain and keeping his head on straight.

He didn’t need to tell you about his awful, festering feelings and have you gone from his life too.

When Garth died, and then Jericho died and the Tower shuddered, it still didn't feel like the right time. Wounds were tender and even if you were never downright angry at him like everyone else was - you needed your space. Dick respected that.

That day, you stood at the mouth of the elevator, about to leave for Star City to go and lick your emotional wounds at Ollie’s for a while, and you looked at Dick with tears in your eyes - looked at him like you were waiting for him to say it. But it wasn’t the right time.

He still thought about you every single day when he was in Detroit. And then - he showed up at your door with a scared little girl, needing more advice, needing that brick wall again. It was only natural that when chaos found him, he needed your help.

He hated that your advice was to call in Dawn and Hank. He relied on you, and you relied on family. And he hated that they were waiting at your apartment, called against his will once he had left to do some more sleuthing.

But he found that you were right when he saw how Dawn bonded with Rachel, when Hank put up a vicious fight against those strangers who came to collect her in the name of her father.

Watching you get thrown off that roof sent Dick’s heart through his stomach. As he clung onto the rooftop with his fingers and the muscles of his arm burned, all he could think about was you. As you sputtered out blood and he cradled your head, unsure of how to help you, terror gripped him in a way that it never had before in his life, because he realized that he might actually lose the most important person in his life.

As you lay in the hospital, a set of machines barely keeping you alive, with Dawn loyally holding your hand in comfort and Hank seething to get revenge on the people who had hurt you - Dick ached with regret and not having told you.

Still, when you showed up at that house in Ohio, somehow magically awakened from your near death by Rachel's powers - Dick felt that it just wasn't the right time. He swallowed his regrets like ash in his mouth when he reunited with you, hugged you tight. He didn’t even consider telling you about his feelings to be on the radar of possibility.

When you came back to the Tower to help bring in Doctor Light - it just wasn't the right time. When you showed up in Gotham to help bring down Red Hood - it just wasn't the right time.

Even when Dick died and was brought back to life by some strange magical pit, a pool of waters that brought him dreams of a far off life with you - it still wasn’t the right time.

You were there to Dick's call, loyal and waiting, every single time. You looked at him with as much love and longing in your eyes as he needed (at least, according to Dawn and Donna you did) - but still, it never felt like the right time.

It never felt like the right time to destabilize his entire life by uprooting the one good friendship he had. It never felt like the right time to truly fuck things up with you.

Now, because of some cult that Dick believed to be long gone and a stupid blood ritual, the world was ending, and it still didn't feel like the right time.

He wasn't the son of a demon from another dimension, but he still felt cursed.

When Dick saw you slip out of the room, clearly trying to sneak away from the group, his stomach twisted with nerves. It was rare that you of all people cracked under the pressure. It was rare that you needed to escape from the madness for a breath. He mumbled an excuse to Kory and then chased after you, knowing that it wouldn't be hard to tell where he was truly going - but truthfully, he didn’t care.

He easily caught you in one of the late night deserted halls of STAR Labs.

The many glass walls overlooked the city - a collection of bright lights that made up Metropolis. Thousands of people that you never knew, that you had never met before. People that all seemed too important now as you contemplated their lives; thought about the fact that you might not be able to save them.

Dick saw the sickly look on your face, the glassy sheen of guilt in your eyes even from far off as you leaned on the polished titanium railing that separated the upper floors from the atrium. His footsteps echoed in the empty hall and you heard him approaching from far off. He made no effort to sneak up on you or conceal himself, not wanting to startle you when you were already in such a distressed state.

The minute you looked over your shoulder and saw him, your face broke from that dark, doomed frown into a haste smile, and you reached up to wipe away your tears, attempting to be subtle with that motion. You were trying to hide yourself from him.

Dick came to stand beside you, resisting the urge to pull you into his arms. He desperately wanted to shelter you away from any fear you might be feeling. Maybe it was selfish; wanting to hold you, wanting to protect you from anything in the world that could possibly harm you. Maybe it was downright idiotic - because realistically, he knew that couldn't protect you from this kind of harm. He couldn’t protect you from the world ending.

“Y/N-” Dick murmured your name gently, clutching a fist tightly by his side to resist the urge to reach out and soothe a hand over the trembling muscles of your jaw.

You were holding in a sob, and it came out as a harsh, sarcastic laugh instead.

“I know.” You said. “I know. You're doing that Team Leader Guy Thing.”

You tried to make it sound playful and joking, but with your voice wet and soaked with worry and fear, it came off as a pathetic bid to deflect.

Dick wasn’t sure how to reply. Because yes, he was doing that ‘Team Leader Guy Thing’. He was trying his best to, anyway.

“You're gonna ask ‘are you okay?’ and I'm gonna lie and say ‘I'm fine, boss. All good.’” You continued.

At least you were being straightforward about it being a lie.

Dick wished that he had something genuinely helpful to say, but his throat stalled with dryness and his chest ached at seeing you so distraught. It really wasn’t something that he was used to.

“I mean, it's not like it's the end of the world.” You let out another dry, sarcastic laugh.

Then, there was a moment of silence - a beat of realization as your chin quivered and more thick tears rimmed your eyes.

“It's - it's only the end of the world.” You spoke these words heavier, dropping any false laughter in your tone - it truly hit you. Any further jokes you could make left you.

Dick choked on his own tears when he heard the aborted sob in your chest - something that came out as a whimper when you reached up to clutch at your heart.

You were genuinely terrified. Terrified that the Titans wouldn’t be able to find a solution in time. Terrified that everyone was going to die. Not just the people you loved, but - everyone.

“Hey, come on.” Dick said, his leader instincts, his natural caring for you kicking in. “We've been through worse.”

Working with the Titans, you had been through a lot. Drug busts, battling against costumed psychopaths, the loss of a dear friend to a dangerous assassin. But you weren’t sure that you had been through something worse than this. Everything the Titans had been through had never affected the world on such a large scale.

“Have we?” You argued gently.

Perhaps not. Maybe the only time the team had been in such dire straits was the first time Trigon attempted to come to earth. But that had been when Rachel had been armed with her powers and had been prepared to take him down. But Dick wasn't going to voice those thoughts to you.

You waited in agony for him to say something, and your tears finally breached - rolling down your face in hot tracks, laying marks of the true fear you were feeling, laying it all bare for the first time. Dick knew that his own eyes reflected that same glossy hurt now, if only for the pain he felt in seeing you cry - something that was so incredibly rare over the time he had known you.

Dick reached out and gently cupped the side of your cheek, running his thumb across your face and wiping some of those tears away. You were so startled by the tenderness of the touch that you couldn't help but to let out a whimper, and you felt frozen as Dick spoke his next words.

“It's gonna be okay.” He told you, trying his hardest to sound confident in the words. “We're gonna get through this. I know we will.”

This time, unlike many before, you couldn't be inspired by his confidence.

“Have you - have you considered what happens if we don't?” Your voice barely reached above a whisper, barely daring to tempt fate with this possibility.

Honestly, Dick had not. In these kinds of situations, he didn't allow himself to focus too much on the negative. As the team leader, he did have to take all the possibilities into account. It was something he had to do in order to keep everyone safe. But if he focused too much on death and darkness, much like Bruce did, then he knew that paranoia would overtake him and his team would get caught in the crossfire.

He had to spend his time coming up with solutions to fix the problem rather than spending his time caught up in knots, worrying about what would happen if he fumbled and didn't actually fix things after all.

The literal end of the world? It just wasn't a possibility in this mind.

But right now, standing there, staring into your big eyes, glossed over with fear as you looked to him for answers - there was only one thing that Dick could think of.

And it was so incredibly selfish. It didn’t have anything to do with the team or being a good leader. It didn’t have anything to do with helping the others.

Dick brushed his thumb over your cheek again, an incredibly tentative touch that had your skin tingling. You let out a small sigh, and the world froze around you when he leaned in - slowly, moving toward you at a pace that more than gave you time to escape if you wanted to. But you found that you didn’t want to. You found his closeness to be an incredible comfort in these moments of mental chaos.

And so, he gently planted his lips on yours.

It should have come as a shock - your childhood best friend kissing you. But in that moment, it just felt right. All you could do was shut your eyes and lean into the kiss, reaching up to grip his wrist, keeping him close to you as you leaned into his smothering heat. His lips were surprisingly soft, and he tasted like coffee - using caffeine to keep himself awake for days, trying to marathon a solution against the impending doom.

His kiss was firm but so giving - a touch that easily swallowed you up with heat from the top of your head all the way down to your toes. It was a sensation that pushed out the rest of the world, smothered any worries about who or what might bring an end to it.

It was the most tender, but most wonderfully passionate kiss that you had ever experienced in your life.

When he pulled away, you sucked in a sharp breath, suddenly feeling incomplete without his lips on yours. The shock then began to set in, like pulling the knife from a stab wound and feeling the blood rush out of you freely. It created a dizzying mixture with the heat that was now boiling under your skin.

Why? Your brain screamed out as you stared at him. When? How long had he wanted to kiss you? How long had you been missing out on Dick Grayson?

Dick could see all those questions bubbling beneath your surface as the fear in your eyes shifted to confusion, and he finally decided to speak.

“I'm sorry.” He said quietly. “But if the world does end, I couldn't die without knowing what kissing you is like.”

“Dick-” You sighed, about to go on a long rant about how he could have done that years ago, about how he should have - and the end of the world was a shitty excuse.

But you abruptly cut off your own words when more footsteps squeaked down the hall - the rubber soles of sneakers scuffing against the polished floor.

Dick jumped away from you as though he had been burned, clearly wanting to keep the interaction private. Both of you tuned to see Gar approaching.

“Dick?” He posed. Gar had a look of confusion, clearly wondering if he should question what was going on between the two of you but swallowing it.

“Yeah?” Dick replied.

“Um - Conner's missing.” He announced this in a nervous, meek tone, not wanting to bring the team leader any more bad news.

“What?” Dick gaped.

There was no time to further discuss what Dick had said to you. With the end of the world in your hands, it easily fell to the back of your mind.

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