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jaozendry · 1 year

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"Don’t do anything stupid till I get back.”

Pairing: GN!Reader x Bucky Barnes

WARNINGS: mentions of self-harm

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Type: Angst

Summary: Bucky picks you up from school after you call him on the verge of self-harming. The two of you have to explain to the school staff that he's your boyfriend.

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"Hey, what's up? Aren't you at school right now? Bucky says after picking up his phone anxiously. You weren't feeling well when he dropped you off this morning and he was worried something might happen. Thankfully, nothing happened, at least, not yet.

"Hey, uh, are you busy?" you ask over the phone, your voice shaking. You're currently sitting in a bathroom stall, the period started over 10 minutes ago, but you couldn't bring yourself to walk out and go to class. You felt... hopeless.

"No, why? What happened? Bucky asks, concerned. Do you want me to pick you up?"

You sigh loudly, banging your head against the door softly, holding back tears.

"I want to do it. I'm in the school bathroom, I didn't do it yet but it's in my pocket-"

Bucky cuts you off immediately.

"Alright, I'm coming. Just don't do anything, got it? Bucky orders you while putting on his jacket. I'm coming, please, just... don't do it."

You thank him as he hangs up and cry silently while Bucky closes the door to your apartment to pick your pitiful self up from school.

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You still hide in the bathroom, washing your red eyes from all the crying when you receive a text from Bucky saying he's 2 minutes away. From the text, you finally gain the courage to walk out of the bathroom. You get ready and head for the main office.

Unsurprisingly, you see Bucky greeting the woman at the front desk. You run to your boyfriend and hug him with all of your might in front of the lady. Bucky smiles and reaches for his pocket.

"See, Y/N has a doctor's appointment in about 30 minutes. I'm sorry I didn't advise the school earlier."

The woman takes the paper and examines it.

"Unfortunately, I can't let you leave if I don't have proof you're their father."

Bucky reaches once again in his pocket and pulls out a fake ID. This is extremely convinient, as you haven't seen your father in years. The school hasn't registered his name in the system, so you are quite literally fatherless.

"It seems you aren't registered in the system, but we can do it now and you'll be free to go, she explains taping on her keyboard. It will take only a few minutes."

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After completing Bucky's registration, you two head for the car while holding hands.

"Thanks, you say softly while closing the door. I needed it."

You look at him and he holds your hand.

"I'm always here for you."

You look at his fake doctor's appointment tment and his fake ID.

"Richard Y/L/N?" you ask, giggling.

"There's that smile I was looking for, he says, caressing your cheek. Show me your arms."

You pull out your sleeves to reveal that it hasn't been cut at all. Bucky smiles proudly. He immediatly reaches for your right pocket to confiscate your pocket knife from you. You act offended, but deep down, you thank him. You lean your hand on his shoulder while he starts to car and whisper in his ear.

"Thanks, daddy."

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jaozendry · 1 year

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Robby Keene x M!Reader: Friendship

Pairing: Robby Keene x M!Reader

PART 1

Warnings: mentions of bullying and homophobia

Summary: In an attempt to defend yourself against your bullies, but also to grow closer to Robby, you finally decide to join Cobra Kai. However, a chance encounter with Robby occurs during your night shift.

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Your heart skipped a beat when you recognized the address this meal was supposed to be delivered to: Cobra Kai dojo.

You've been thinking long and hard about joining Cobra Kai after meeting Robby, more than you've ever been. Maybe meeting him finally convinced you to learn karate to defend yourself. But also, the bullying's been way worse during these last couple of weeks. You're not even sure if you're allowed to leave your apartment to go to school anymore. You've been struggling more than ever after being kicked out of the house by your homophobic parents. Now, you have to deal with your neighbours and being bullied all over the place. They need to pay, you need revenge. You're done running away, but for now, this meal still has to be delivered.

You enter the dojo, slightly shaking, your head filled with anxiety. What if it's Robby? Can you face him after all this time? What if he forgot about you? You continue slowly walking into the dojo when you spy a silhouette coming from the changing room. Robby appears before you, drenched in sweat, a towel on his shoulder. You look at him up and down, shocked at his seemingly perfect physique before meeting his kind gaze. He smiles.

"I didn't know you were a delivery guy." he says, crossing his arms, still smiling like an angel.

"Yeah, I... uh... sorry, here's your meal. That'll be 20 dollars."

He opens his wallet, frowning when he realizes he's just a few dollars short.

"Ugh, sorry, I'm just a few dollars short. I got here a few weeks ago when you dropped me off, so I barely have any money. I still didn't pay my part of the rent. Sorry."

You smile to him in an understanding manner, opening your wallet.

"You know what, that one's on me."

"You don't have to-" he replies before you kindly cut him off.

"It's okay, Robby. It's all good." you say, lending him his meal.

He laughs awkwardly and picks up the bag.

"Thanks, Y/N. How about you eat it with me? My sensei isn't coming back until tomorrow, and I do owe you something."

You check your phone and realize your shift ended a while ago.

"Yeah, sure, gladly." you reply awkwardly, smiling like an idiot. "I'm just gonna go nextdoor to get something to eat for myself."

Robby immediately heads for the door upon hearing those words, checking his wallet on the way.

"My treat." You were about to respond before he cuts you off, smiling. "You literally paid for my meal, I'm gonna pay for yours, unless you want to starve while looking at me eat?" he adds jokingly. You nod, still smiling and joining him.

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Robby and you laughed like your lives depended on it that night. Sitting on the floor while eating, talking about your life stories and experiences. You truly felt like he appreciated you, at least as a friend. All of your worries drifted away. At one point, the subject got deep. That's when you learned about his dad and how exactly he ended up in juvie. You learned about his girlfriend cheating on him while he was locked up, the fight at the high-school and how he got into karate. All of these stories gave you the courage to join Cobra Kai.

"So, that's basically how I got into karate, and also Cobra Kai. I want to get back at Mr. LaRusso and everyone who did me wrong. "He takes a bite out of the food he ordered before sighing.

"Sorry for complaining about all of this, you must be annoyed." You shake your head, reassuring him that you're invested in his stories.

"You know, I've been thinking about joining Cobra Kai myself. I also want to get back at people who did wrong to me, too." You zone out for a bit, wondering if you should tell Robby about your sexual orientation. Will he reject you? Will he end up like everyone else you know, or is he different?

"Oh yeah? What did they do?" he asks, invested in what you have to say. You look at the ground, still wondering and thinking. He clearly notices and reassures you.

"It's okay, Y/N. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. We'll talk about it when you're ready." he says, putting his hand on your shoulder.

"Thanks." you whisper, meeting his gaze for a few seconds.

"Also, I wanted to ask you something. I've been thinking about this for a while now. Can you train me? Can I join Cobra Kai?"

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jaozendry · 1 year

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VALENTINES DAY SPECIAL: "I never thought you had it in you"

Pairing: Tyler Galpin x GN!Reader

Warnings: none

Summary: During Valentines Day, you decide to let Tyler sneak into your school during your lunchtime for a date.

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"Alright, here's a uniform I picked up yesterday in the lost and found." you say, lending your boyfriend clothes that barely fit him.

"Are you sure this is gonna work?" he asks, removing his shirt.

"Yeah, what's the worst that can happen?" you reply, smirking in confidence.

"I don't know, getting arrested for illegal trespassing during school hours?"

You walk up closer to him to caress his arm muscles and kiss him.

"It looks so tight." you observe while buttoning his shirt.

"I don't think it's gonna work." he admits, slightly smirking.

"Where's your sense of adventure, Galpin?"

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"Alright, go time." he texts you during your lunch break.

You immediately head to the backdoor of the school that's usually locked from the outside. You see him waiting from the window. He laughs when you open the door.

"Now what?" he asks with a smile while walking in.

"I mean, I brought my lunch." you tell him, pointing at your lunchbox.

"I got a better idea." he replies, opening his bag. He gets a bag of McDonalds out of his backpack with a little letter on it.

"How about fast food instead?" he asks, smirking. You laugh and reach to kiss him.

You open the card on the fast food bag and read it. Realizing what it is, you hug him like it was your last hug.

"Thanks for being here." you say, almost crying.

"Baby, we have so much to do. I didn't get illegally into the school just to see you cry." he whispers into your ear. You look at each other and laugh awkwardly, kissing again, and again, and again.

If only that moment lasted forever.

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jaozendry · 1 year

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"I'm better now, right?"

Pairing: Gar Logan x GN!Reader

Warnings: mentions of suicide attempts

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Summary: Gar finds you in the bathroom crying and tries to understand why. You decide to explain to him what happened last year: February 10th, 2022.

Author's note: trauma dumping dont mind me!!!! </3 ; the damian wayne fic part 3 is coming btw!!!!!!!!! <3

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Gar rushes to the bathroom after he hears you sob quietly, but also loudly at the same time. It's the first time he's seen you in this state, in the shower, no less. Here you are, sitting in the shower with hot water covering your teary eyes with Another Love by Tom Odell playing in the background.

Gar pauses your music and turns off the shower. He didn't care if you didn't clean yourself yet, that's the least of his worries: he wants you to be okay. He wraps a towel around you so you can feel comfortable.

"What happened?!" he asks in horror. "I heard you cry, I- are you okay?!"

He wipes away your tears and holds both of your hands. You sigh in sadness, asking yourself if you should tell him about... last year. February 10th, 2022. The first time you tried to kill yourself.

"I- uh..." It is clear that you can barely speak. Gar looks at you in the eyes with the patience of a literal saint.

"It's okay, take your time." he says, smiling faintly and his voice slightly breaking.

"It's about... you know... last year. February 10th 2022. You know what happened-"

Gar immediately stands up to check the date upon hearing those words. A horrored expression clouds his face when confirming that the date is indeed February 10th, 2023.

"It's been exactly a year." you declare, still sitting on the floor, a towel wrapped around your body.

Gar immediately rushes back to you, standing on his legs to be on your level and taking your face softly.

"Don't worry, Y/N. You're feeling better now, right? It's all in the past." he explains with half a smile on his face.

"I know, but like, I remember it like it was yesterday." you admit, tears welling up. "I remember every single thing I did. I was in the shower exactly a year ago, pills inside my desk drawer, thinking if I should do it. I should've talked to my sister, she was literally in the house! I should've talked to my parents, to anyone! I should've... I shouldn't have done this to them... to you!"

You break down in tears, holding your stomach while Gar hugs you.

"It's okay, calm down. Talk to me, let it out. You have the chance to right now." he comforts you, his eyes welling up tears as well. You take a deep breath before continuing your explanation.

"I literally remember the music I was listening to while waiting for the pills to work, what clothes I was wearing, the faces of the cops when they showed up, everything! The look on my mother's face when she saw me, the disappointment in my father's eyes, all of it is still in my head."

Gar holds your hands tightly to prevent you from losing control of yourself. He caresses your face and nods for you to continue.

"I remember every room I was in at the hospital. Everywhere I went that day, it's still in my mind. The worst is like... the mental hospital. I felt trapped, because I was! I remember everything that happened there, how many times I cried and at what time, thinking what would happen to me. I was thinking about my family, my friends, even my teachers and most of all... you. What would you think when you found out?! I'm just- I'm sorry."

Your green-haired boyfriend grabs your hips and finally lets the tears in his eyes drop while you quietly sob. He wipes away your tears once again before kissing you on the forehead.

"Look, when you did it, I was terrified... of losing you." he explains. "I didn't care how many days of school you missed, or how much homework you would have to catch up on. Your life is worth so much more... so please... don't throw it away. Let me help you. Please."

His voice starts breaking and his tears drop more and more. He finally breaks and hugs you to avoid worrying you. He kisses your cheeks repeatedly and holds your head.

However, you felt comfort when you heard those words. You didn't feel trapped and alone anymore. Someone was actually there for you. It felt like a fairytale. The both of you finally calm down enough for Gar to whisper this into your ear:

"You're stronger now. Don't let it go to your head, okay? I'm here."

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jaozendry · 1 year

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Jason Todd x GN!Reader: Memories

Pairing: Jason Todd x GN!Reader

Warnings: death, weapons, fighting, grief

Summary: Happy memories of Jason flood your mind after his death by the hands of the Joker.

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The two of you met in a dark alleyway while he was on patrol. You admired the way he was handling the nearby criminals. They've always been rampaging in Gotham. Ever since you became a vigilante, you've encountered them almost every night. You've lost count at the number of times you had to stab one of them and then immediately punch another in the nose, but this time, it's different. There Jason was, taunting his opponents mid-battle and showing little to no restraint. He became your inspiration at that very moment. You were completely lost in the way he fights that a thug almost snuck behind him for a fatal blow. Thankfully, you came back to your senses in time and threw a knife directly at his back before he could strike Jason. He notices the guy falling on his stomach and decides to use the weapon in his back to defeat the remaining thugs in his path. After the scuffle, Jason looks around to see where the knife came from before you reveal yourself.

It was love at first sight for both of you, even before Jason made himself comfortable and decided to throw out corny pick-up lines. You went along with his game before asking if you could have the knife he was holding back. He decided to keep it for the sole reason to annoy you, but deep down, he wanted to see you again.

You thankfully did meet again. That night was one of the few peaceful nights in Gotham, perfect for your first date. It was unexpected, but you still welcomed it. You recognized him sitting on a roof, waiting for some trouble to appear so he can fly down and beat up some criminals again. It was a form of therapy for him. You greeted him and sat next to him. He smiled at you and continued with his cheesy pick-up lines before you handed him a fast-food bag you picked up a few minutes before seeing him. The two of you ate like it was your last day on Earth while sharing your life stories with each other. He even gave you one of his Batarangs so he can keep your knife. That night, he asked you if you wanted to join the Titans. You accepted without hesitation, since you had nowhere else to go and you wanted to see Jason more.

You remember that day like it was yesterday, the day you first kissed. You arrived at Titans Tower in a bit of a hurry with Jason accompanying you. Much to your surprise, there wasn't a room left for you, so Jason proposed you become roomates for a little while.

That same day, you trained for the first time together. That time, he got a lucky hit and knocked you down, not letting you get up. You struggled to move your arms as he was holding them while he was smiling in victory. You decide to play the same game, in which a few seconds of uncomfortable, but intense staring occurs. You felt his breath against yours, and then suddenly, his lips against yours. You didn't back away from him, on the contrary. You engaged back while still being pinned down. You started dated in secret after that.

There's a ton of memories that are going through your head right now, like that time you were injured after a mission and Jason had to carry you 'damsel in distress' style. While Kory was healing your wound, you noticed Jason anxiously watching over. He was so cute when he was stressed. It was the first time Jason was out of that 'confident' type of character. At that moment, you saw the real Jason.

You break down in tears, thinking about all the times when he was here by your side. The man completely changed your life, and he was taken away from you, by the Joker. You sit on his bed, thinking of him, hugging his pillow, anything to remember him.

You swear to yourself that the Joker will pay.

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jaozendry · 1 year

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Robby Keene x M!Reader: Meeting

Pairing: Robby Keene x M!Reader

PART 2

Warnings: psych ward mentions, juvie mentions, bullying, suicide attempts mentions

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Summary: After getting out of the psych ward, you meet Robby, who's also getting out of juvie. You decide to pick him up after a taxi runs late.

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"45 minutes late?!" a blond boy screams on his phone.

The both of you are in front a juvenile detention center. Your car was making weird sounds and wasn't working properly, so you decided to park in front of this very center. Unfortunately for you, that was the last straw for your vehicule: it decided now was a convenient time to stop working entirely. You spy this boy, who looks like he smashed his face into a wall on multiple occasions. He looks a little older than you, but not by much. That's all you know about him so far. Wondering if you should help him, you decide to wait and hear more of what he has to say on the phone.

"I'm not waiting 45 minutes and still paying you! You know what? Cancel it!" He angrily hangs up the phone and sighs his life out.

Your generosity gets the better of you and you decide to walk up to him. It should be fine, you're around the same age range. Maybe the two of you will connect, right?

You walk towards him, hands in your pockets and staring at the floor to avoid his seemingly harsh gaze.

"Hey, I just heard what you were saying on the phone and I... uh..."

The boy looks at you, tilting his head, wondering if you're insane. Your shyness fades away the moment you get to see how beautiful this guy is. You scratch your head and stand straight. You can see the confusion in his eyes, but that won't stop you: you'll ask him if he wants to get a ride. To anywhere he wants, even if it's at the end of the world, you'll get him there. That's a promise you made to yourself.

"I was just wondering if you needed a ride." you continue, cringing internally at your own words.

"Uh, sure, I guess. Thanks." he replies, still confused.

"My uh... my car's over there." you say nervously, pointing at the old pack of metal you call a car.

"But like, I don't know, there's a problem with it, it's not starting. I'm probably out of gaz. I can call us an actual taxi if you'd like-"

As you foolishly stumble over your words, the boy interrupts you.

"There's probably something wrong inside. Let me check." he says, opening to see the mecanism. You silently watch him work in admiration for a few seconds.

"There, it should work now." he adds, closing the cap and looking at you with a slight smile.

You enter your car and as soon as you put in your car keys, it starts running. The boy smiles and gets in the front seat.

"So, where to?" you ask in a friendly manner. The boy hesitates for a little while but finally comes up to a decision.

"Uh, Cobra Kai dojo." he replies.

Your mind goes off to an entire other dimension after hearing that word. It's the dojo you've been thinking about joining after being bullied for being gay, after all. You've been beat up and chased down. One day, you decided enough was enough. After recovering in the hospital, you thought about fighting back for once. That's when Cobra Kai popped up in your mind. You've seen all these badass clips of kids fighting like in the movies, you thought that, maybe if you knew how to fight back, you wouldn't be harassed anymore. You thought about it long and hard at the psych ward, but you came to a conclusion: you will join Cobra Kai.

"I- uh- alright. I live near the dojo anyway." you reply nervously.

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The silence during the ride is almost deafening. Your nervousness went wild, especially after hearing where he wanted to go. You want to know more about the man, what was he doing in juvie? Why does he want to go to Cobra Kai? Is he part of it? A million questions fill your mind. In all your glory, you decide to break the silence:

"So, uh, may I ask why you were in juvie?" you ask, stumbling over your words again. An awkward silence occurs and you're wondering if even talking was a good idea.

"I, uh, I don't want to talk about it. I'm not in the mood to talk." he replies coldly, crossing his arms. You nod in understanding, but inside you're screaming. Why would you bring up the subject? He sighs, still crossing his arms.

"I accidentally kicked a kid off the second floor during a fight." he admits with regret in his voice.

"And, uh, the black eye?" you ask out of curiosity.

"Juvie. Some guys were giving me a hard time." he replies, as cold as ever.

"Where did yours come from?" he asks out of spite.

"Got beat up on the street." you say, obviously telling a white lie.

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You finally arrive at the dojo, where he picks up his bag and leaves the car as soon as possible. He nearly forgets to thank you and rushes back before you leave.

"Oh, and, thanks. I'm Robby." he tells you with a subtle smile.

"Y/N. Nice to meet you."

You shake hands through the window and wave goodbye. Before you depart, you stare at the Cobra Kai sign and wonder if it's really a good idea to join it. You do need a way to defend yourself, right?

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jaozendry · 1 year

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"I just want to be loved."

Pairing: Garfield Logan x GN!Reader

Type: Fluff

Warnings: mild-angst, mild-swearing

Summary: Gar finds you in a pitiful state after you were trying to complete homework. Exhausted and stressed out, you accidentally lash out at him.

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Gar opens up the door to your room, just to see it in a pitiful state. Papers everywhere, pencils scattered around and your laptop out of battery. He sits on the bed you're laying on, playing games on your phone. "So... what happened here?" he asks, holding your arm. You close your phone and turn to him with red, tired eyes. He immediately notices the bags beneath your eyes and tightens his hold on your arm out of concern. "You okay?" he asks again, his voice slightly breaking. You remain silent, holding back tears.

He looks down and sees one of the sheets you threw out of anger. "Isn't that math?" he asks again. He reaches out his hand to make you sit up. He quickly looks through the paper as you sniffle and rub your tired eyes. "Do you want me to explain it to you?" he turns to you, holding your hand sympathetically. "What does it matter anyway?" you snap. "It's not like I'm gonna pass the year anyway." He shakes his head. "Don't say that, Y/N. You'll do great, I'm sure of it. You just gotta keep your head up."

You stand up aggressively, breaking free from the male's grasp. "That's bullshit, Gar! Have you seen my grades?!" you scream, tears in your eyes. "There's no way I'm going to pass high school, let alone this year! At this point, I might as well become a fucking stripper!" You try to calm down, crying to a speechless Gar. "I've been giving my heart out for everyone in my life, yet nobody wants to help me. At all. All I ask is a little help, but apparently that's too much to ask for! I just..." You explode into tears once again, hiding your face in shame. "I just want someone to give in the same effort as I do. Do you get me?! I can't fucking take it anymore!" You storm out of the room, leaving a shocked and confused Gar inside. He stands up and stares blankly at your desk, wondering what to do next.

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"Hey, Gar? I'm sorry." you say, knocking on his door. "Hold on a sec, Y/N. I'm coming." you hear through the door. Gar opens up a few seconds later and invites you to come in. "What's that?" you ask after noticing pile of sheets on his desk. "Oh, that's your math homework for the rest of the week." You go through the complete homework and turn to him. "You know you didn't have to do this?" you tell him, feeling guilty. "I know, but I still did it." he responds, smiling. "And I'll help you understand it, but for now, just rest, please." he tells you, walking up to you and caressing your shoulder. "We'll talk about it later. I doubt you wanna talk about your feelings right now." He kisses your forehead and heads for the door. "Wait, Gar?" you call him as he turns around. "You know when I said people don't give back to me?" you smile with tears in your eyes. "I take that back." You hug him, crying a little.

"You're exactly what I want, Gar. I fucking love you."

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jaozendry · 1 year

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“You complete me.”

Pairing: Dick Grayson x GN!Reader

Type: Fluff

Warnings: mild-swearing, drinking

Summary: You try to help Dick become a more social person, as difficult as that might be.

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"Come on, Grayson. Dance with me."

Dick turns to you, not knowing what to do. You giggle in response, seeing the panic on his face. As the lights flash and people dance around you, Dick looks at you, begging you to not make him dance as well with the expression on his face.

"Nobody's looking, Dick. They're all dancing, they won't pay attention to you." you giggle, holding both of his hands. You wrap your arms around his neck softly and start to dance. You hold his hand while still wrapping your other arm around his neck.

"Follow my lead, okay?" you reassure him. "Listen to the rhythm. One, two, three." you teach him, doing dancing steps. He pays close attention and almost trips on the second step. He finally shows an ounce of emotion, laughing at himself. You laugh as well. "It's good, just take it easy." you tell him.

"Let's do it again. One, two, three. One, two, three." Dick follows your lead, being terribly off-beat, earning a little smile from you. "What?" he asks, smiling. "Nothing." you giggle. "You're doing great."

He holds your hand tighter and starts dancing on beat. "Oh, so you were bullshitting the fact that you didn't know how to dance?" He nods in a guilty manner, smiling. "How dare you?" you ask playfully. He laughs, now taking the lead. "You tricked me so you can show off your dance moves, didn't you?" you laugh. "What? I'm good at acting." he responds, caressing your face.

"You're a dick." you joke, earning a little smile from him. "Wow, so original." he laughs. You reach in for a kiss on the lips.

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The both of you hold hands, heading to your apartment, laughing and giggling on the way. "Alright, that's enough. You drank too much tonight." he says, taking your bottle from you. You act offended. "I didn't know you were my dad." you say jokingly.

He laughs as you arrive to the door. He grabs your hips from behind while you unlock the door.

He lifts you when the door is unlocked and throws you onto the bed, removing his shirt and kissing you. "You're drunk." you tell him after the kiss. "Yeah, maybe." he replies softly. "And to think you didn't want to go out tonight. Or any night." you joke.

"Just shut up and kiss me, Y/N."

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jaozendry · 1 year

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NEW YEAR SPECIAL: A New Beginning

Pairing: Tom!Peter Parker x GN!Reader

Warnings: slight mentions of suicide & self-harm

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Summary: After a very hard year, Peter comforts you due to your anxiety: you're afraid 2023 will somehow be worse than 2022.

Author's note: happy new year!! stay strong ppl <33 sorry its a short one today im tiredddd

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"You okay?" Peter asks you, opening the door to your room. "I didn't see you at the party." You remove your headphones and wipe away the tears dripping down your face while looking away. He notices your current emotional state and sits down on your bed, caressing your hip. "What is it?" he asks with sincerity in his eyes. "I- uh, I don't know. It doesn't matter anyway." you reply, smiling faintly to reassure him.

He clearly knows that's a lie. Peter knows 2022 has been a hard year for you, both mentally and physically. You've been bleeding out all year, both hypothetically and literally.

He caresses your arm: "I'm proud you made it through this year, I really am." he tells you, slightly tearing up. "It's almost over. Next year will be a new beginning for you, trust me." You start to tear up even more. "But... what if nothing changes? What if I'm still in that mindset? What if I attempt suic-" As you start to freak out and lose control of your emotions, Peter gently puts his hand on your mouth. "Don't say that, please." he tells you, also tearing up and removing his hand from your mouth. "I'm here for you. We'll make it through this year, together." he explains, earning a little smile from you.

"There's that beautiful smile I've been looking for." he says jokingly. "Feeling better now?" he asks, caressing your face. "Yeah. Thanks. I guess I just needed to hear that you'll be there for me. Especially after this year." you reply, holding his hand while he nods in understanding. "We'll have a good year, right?" you ask, wiping your tears once more. "Oh, we will. Don't worry." he says while smiling.

"Come on, they're waiting for us." he says, standing up and reaching out his hand. "I don't think I'm looking too good after bawling my eyes out." you reply in a jokingly sad manner. "Y/N, you always look good. What did I say? We'll have a good year." he says, taking both of your hands. "That means a more positive mindset." he explains, playfully ticking your head while the both of you laugh. "We'll work on that. Okay?" he tells you while you stare into his beautiful eyes. "Fine." you giggle. "Only one drink."

The both of you finally stand up and leave the room. "What?" you giggle while he stops and simply stares at you. He goes for a kiss and you engage back. He breaks free and a few seconds of awkward silence occur. He finally breaks the silence, whispering into your ear:

"We'll have an amazing year, Y/N, trust me."

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"Why would you do this to yourself?"

Pairing: Robby Keene x GN!Reader

Type: Angst

Warnings: drinking, self-harm, blood, knives, mild-swearing

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Summary: Robby finds you in a pitiful state after your breakup and tries to make you feel better.

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"Y/N? What happened here?" Robby asks, opening the door to your mess of an apartment.

It's been two weeks since the two of you broke up. Since then, you've been drinking to try to forget it, and... self-harming to go through the pain. Robby went to go live with his father in the meanwhile and left the apartment to you. Little did he know, leaving you all by yourself might've been the worst mistake of his life.

Robby comes back to your apartment to check up on you since he's still paying for the bills. Deep inside, he's not just here for your half of rent: he wants to see you. He misses you, he still loves you but he won't admit it. Letting out his feelings through words has never been his strong suit. He's worried about you.

He finds you on the bathroom floor, bleeding profusely from the wrist. "Holy shit, Y/N! You okay?!" he asks, rushing towards you. "What happened?!" he asks again, stopping the bleeding with a towel. He notices the knife you used on the counter, obviously bloodied. "We talked about this..." he tells you, sighing. "I'm sorry." you sob while Robby cleans your wound to heal it. "Don't be sorry." he sighs, searching for plasters in the curtains. "Why would you do this to yourself?" he asks you, healing the cut. You remain silent while he shakes his head.

"Can you stand?" he asks, reaching out his hand. You nod in agreement. "Come on, let's sit you down." You struggle to stand, much to his surprise. "You were drinking again..." he tells you, taking your hand and helping you up.

The both of you head to the living room. Robby had to help you out a lot, given your pitiful condition. You were struggling to walk properly, which made his heart skip a beat. He thought you were going to fall at any moment and worsen your condition.

While you sit down on the couch with a pillow, Robby takes the empty bottles of alcohol on the table to throw them out, as well as the unopened ones in the fridge. "What are you doing?" you ask him, barely able to pronounce a word. "Taking away your drinks. It's bad for you; look in the mirror right now." he explains, putting the bottles in a plastic bag. "You're not my dad-" He interrupts you: "There's no discussing it." he snaps. He immediately calms down and sighs. "Sorry."

He sits down next to you on the couch, holding your hand. "Talk to me." You can see the sincerity and concern in his beautiful eyes. "Is it because of the breakup?" he asks while tears dwell up in your eyes. "Yeah." you reply, your voice breaking. "I just... miss you." His grasp on your hand tightens firmly. "I know." he adds, crying softly as well. "But... I'm still not ready to commit to a relationship. I'm sorry. I just have a lot on my mind." he explains. "I know, it's fine."

His voice starts breaking. "No, I know it's not. You're drinking yourself to an early grave and cutting yourself until you bleed out. It's not fine, Y/N." You look at him with teary eyes, realizing he still cares. "I never stopped caring about you, even after the breakup. You're still precious to me... you always will be, Y/N. You helped me at my lowest, let me help you." He wipes away the tears from your eyes. "Thanks, Robby." He caresses your face softly. "I don't want you to end up like my dad because of me. Drinking your life away, being drunk all the time, just being sad and pathetic." he says, earning a little laugh from you. "He got better now, you can too." he adds, kissing your forehead.

"Let me get you something to eat." he says, standing up and going through your fridge. "Here, you had some pizza in your fridge. Also water." he says, smiling. You giggle. "Thanks." you reply softly. He sits down next to you once more and eats with you. He sighs out of relief.

"I still love you, Y/N. And I still care about you."

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CHRISTMAS SPECIAL: Holidays with Gar

Pairing: Garfield Logan x GN!Reader

Type: Fluff

Summary: On the 25th of December, your siblings are left alone back home. Your parents ask you to babysit them. Gar decides to ditch the Titans' Christmas party and accompany you on this special night.

Author's note: merry christmassssss <33 (i love gar)

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"I have a party tonight, you know that? Isn't there another way?" you say on the phone. Gar clearly notices that something is wrong and approaches you, waiting for the call to end. "I have to go. Yeah, don't worry, I'll be there at 5. Love you too." you say before sighing and hanging up the phone. "What's up?" Gar asks, hands in his pocket. "Oh, nothing." you reply, leaning against the wall. "It's just that my parents are going out and they need me to babysit my siblings." Gar raises an eyebrow. "How old are they?" he asks while you sigh. "One of them's 8, the other's 5. I can't leave them alone." you reply, checking the time. "Ugh, I have to go. It takes almost an hour to go to my house." you sigh. "Tell Dick I won't be able to make it tonight."

Gar puts his hand out of his pocket and caresses your arm. "You know what? Make that two." he adds, earning a giggle from you. "I'm sure you don't want to hang out with me and my annoying siblings on Christmas." He takes you by the hips, turning your frown upside down. "Maybe I do." he whispers. "I'll tell Dick we'll be going out for the night." he adds before breaking away from you. "God, I love you." you tell him, smirking. "I know you do." he replies while heading to the living room.

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"What's in the bag?" you ask Gar while sitting in the passenger seat. "Oh, just money and food." he repiles while driving. "We both know that's BS, Garfield Logan. Come on, what's really in the bag?" you ask, playfully hitting his arm. "It's a surprise." he replies, smirking, before you scoff sarcastically.

"You know you don't have to come, right? You can have fun with the rest of the Titans tonight." you explain. He reassures you: "I can't have fun without you. Honestly, I'd rather be with you and your siblings tonight." You blush a little and immediately look at the window.

"Are the gifts in the back for your siblings?" he asks. "Yeah." He looks at you, waiting on a red light: "Who's the third one for, then?" he asks, smirking. You giggle. "It's... for my mom." you reply, still laughing softly. "Mhm, mhm." he adds sarcastically when the light turns green.

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"Y/N!" a little girl screams while running at you and hugging you. "Heyyy, where's your brother?" you ask your little sister. "He's in the kitchen with mom." she replies. "I just gotta go talk with mommy and then we can play together."

You turn to Gar. "Why don't you get to know Gar over there?" you add, pointing at him while Gar jokingly stares you down. Your little sister runs to Gar while you head to the kitchen.

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"Alright, so we'll come back at around midnight, just get them something to eat and it's bedtime by 8." your mom says, packing her purse. "Also, take care of him. He's kind of cute." You giggle. "I know, mom. I got it. Have fun." you say before your parents leave for the night.

You close the door behind you and turn to Gar. "So, what now, Tiger Boy?" He laughs. "I guess we can hang out with your siblings?" he proposes. You laugh. "You did this to yourself, Logan. Alright, go play some video games with them while I make a snack." He crosses his arm while smiling in confusion. "I did not sign up to play with your siblings, did I?" You turn around a jokingly hit his arm. "You wanted to come, didn't you?"

He shakes his head while smiling. "Alright. Just for you." he says after kissing you on the forehead.

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Gar turns to you while you walk down the stairs after putting your siblings to bed. "So what, we have a whole four hours just to us now?" You giggle and feel his abs. "I guess we do." He blushes a little and reaches in for a kiss.

"I gotta give you something." you say after the kiss. You stand up and pick up a gift bag. "I thought that was for your mom." he teases. "That one is in my room. I was going to give it to you during the party, but here we are." He giggles and takes your hand. "Thank you, Y/N." You smirk at him. "I know, I'm amazing."

He stands up and picks up his bag. "Well, since we're at it, here's yours." You tilt your head and tease him: "I thought there was money and food in there." He opens his bag and takes a wrapped gift out of it. "I'm not the only one with secrets." he whispers while sitting down. "Here." he says while handing to you the gift. You open it up and a brand new computer reveals itself before you. "Since when did you know my computer broke?" you ask while smiling like a complete idiot. "Rachel told me." he adds. "This. Is. Amazing." you look at him, your eyes lighting up like fireworks. "Thank you." you say, leaning your head on his shoulder.

He caresses your face before grabbing his gift. "All right, it's not as amazing as a new computer, I'll give you that." He looks back at you while opening up the gift bag. "If it's from you, it's amazing." He pulls out a green hoodie from the bag. "Look at the back." you tell him while he does just so. "It's our initials. In a heart. And there's also your paw symbol on the sleeve." His eyes light up. "How- how did you do this?" You giggle. "I've got some sewing skills." He laughs and hugs you. "This is amazing, Y/N." You hug him back and the two of you go on for a few seconds. He immediately puts on the hoodie and takes your hand. "Thank you. So much." You reach in for a kiss. "Merry Christmas, Gar."

"Merry Christmas, Y/N. This is the best Christmas ever."

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"I'm so into bad boys": PART 2

Pairing: Tyler Galpin x Addams!Reader

Tags: @ilovexavierthrope @nsfw-kill-me-now @taylorsreputationsversion @queensarmy

PART 1

Warnings: murder, death, threats, possessive love, spoilers

OTHER CHARACTERS: Principal Weems, Sheriff Galpin, Thing

Summary: After successfully covering up Thornill's/Laurel Gates' murder, the two of you try to convince Principal Weems to let Tyler into Nevermore. Little did you know, it would be quite a hassle.

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"Principal Weems." you call while storming into her office. "I need to speak with you." you say while she sighs. "Y/N Addams, just because you were right about Laurel Gates' true identity doesn't mean you can just barge into my office whenever you please." You cross you arms. "I always have, Principal." She sighs once more. "What is this about?" she asks, annoyed. "This is about Tyler Galpin. I would like you to enroll him in the school." She tilts her head. "Sheriff Galpin's son?" she asks. "I thought he was a Normie."

The door opens up behind you, revealing Tyler. "Your guess was wrong." you declare. "He is actually a Hyde, but you knew that, didn't you?" you explain confidently while the Principal's eyes twitch in anger. "Yes, I suspected his mother to be a Hyde, and I suspected him of being the same." she finally admits. "Then why didn't you tell my dad? Not even me?!" he snaps. You caress his face to calm him down and preventing him from turning into the monster that he really is. He holds your hand tightly while the Principal looks at the two of you, feeling a mix of confusion and utter disbelief, which quickly reverts to anger. "I did not tell you nor your father of your true form to protect the school from harm. If they find out a Hyde has been living in Jericho for years, Nevermore is done." she explains, holding back the urge to scream. "So basically, you only care about your reputation." you add, smirking.

She stands up in response while Tyler walks in to separate you from her. "What do you want?" Principal Weems asks in anger. "I want Tyler to be enrolled in the school." you reply, standing in front of Tyler, reassuring him by caressing his arm. "He can learn so much about himself here. At least, more than he did with Laurel Gates." Principal Weems sighs once again. "I warned you about the dangers Hydes present, Mr./Ms. Addams. I will not have a Hyde roam freely in Nevermore again." she explains, crossing her arms. "It's that or we burn Nevermore to the ground." you reply, holding Tyler's arm. "Three incompetent Normies snuck under your nose and crashed the Rave'n dance. What do you think we can do? She twitches her eyes in anger while Tyler smirks behind you. "Do you want to run the risk of finding out?" you threaten the Principal, leaving her speechless for a good couple of seconds.

"Fine. He will join this year's current semester." You look at Tyler, smirking in victory. "But, breathe a word to anyone about Mr. Galpin being a Hyde and you are both expelled." she adds menacingly. "We'll see." you reply, leaving for the door. "Come on, Tyler." you tell him, who's still staring at Principal Weems with dark eyes. He finally obeys and joins you at the door. "Thank you for everything, Principal Weems." you say sarcastically while leaving the door shut.

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"Sheriff Galpin?" Principal Weems asks on the phone. "We have an issue." The sheriff sighs, expecting the worst. "What is it this time?" he asks, annoyed. "Y/N Addams and your son have approached me about Mr. Galpin's enrollment into Nevermore." she explains while Thing secretely listens to the conversation. "What the hell?" Sheriff Galpin asks. "He never told me anything about it. How the hell did he get in anyway?" he asks, putting down his pen. "That's the problem, they threatened the whole school." she replies. "And you complied?!" he snaps. "Oh for God's sake, Weems." Principal Weems sighs in the phone. "It was for both Jericho's and Nevermore's sake, Sheriff. I ask you to come to Nevermore tomorrow. We will have a talk with your son and resolve this issue." she adds, Thing still eavesdropping on the conversation. "Fine." he replies, putting down the phone.

"Goddamn you, Y/N Addams."

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"Loving you is hard sometimes": PART 2

Pairing: Damian Wayne x Bat Family!Reader

Reader: Gender Neutral, has been part of the Bat Family for a while.

TAGS: @aesthxticneko

PART 1

Type: Mild-angst

Warnings: swearing, blood, wounds

OTHER CHARACTERS: Dick Grayson

Summary: The both of you have been avoiding each other for a few weeks now. One day, Damian confronts you and challenges you to a "friendly" one-on-one. Due to his anger issues, Damian accidentally harms you badly. After recovery, Dick decides to make the both of you attend therapy.

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"So, who would like to start?" a blonde woman asks after taking a pen and opening her notebook. Damian sits across from you, crossing his arms. An awkward silence occurs for a few seconds. "Why do you think you're here?" she asks again. Damian turns to you, waiting for a response. "Well, I guess I'll start." you sigh, attempting to break the ice. "Well, I think we're here because of some issues the two of us have been having... with each other." you explain awkwardly while Damian stares at you weirdly. "Would you like to describe what those issues are?" the therapist asks, turning her attention towards your friend. He remains silent. "This is a safe place, Damian. We are here to help you resolve your problems." the woman explains. You look at your friend, crossing your arms as well. He looks back at you and rolls his eyes. "This is a waste of time." he grumbles. The woman sighs and goes through her notes.

"Well, Mr. Grayson filled me in a little about what happened during the last few weeks." she adds. "The two of you have stopped talking after a mission and after training, Y/N was found on the floor, bleeding, with a wound to the stomach." Damian immediately looks at the ground. "Would any one of you fill me in on what happened on the mission first?" Damian patiently waits for your answer once again. "I tried helping him out during the mission and he just wouldn't accept it, I guess. He says he doesn't need help with anything when he clearly does. I mean, he almost died on that mission before I intervened." The lady nods her head while listening to you and taking notes. "And, in the Batfamily, we do everything to help him out and he pretends like nothing ever happened. I guess I just had enough of his bullshit."

The therapist finishes writing her notes. "I see." she says. "How does that negligence affect you?" she asks you. "I guess it hurts me because he just doesn't notice the efforts I do for him, or anyone's, really." Damian finally speaks up: "Shut up! I do notice your efforts. They're just... unnecessary." he declares while looking at the floor. "I don't need any help. At all. Just accept it." You turn to him in disbelief. "Can you just accept that you do need help?!" you finally snap. "I've been pouring my heart out for you all these years and all I get in return is shit! You may be the grandson of Ra's al Ghul or even the son of Batman, but you're not invincible! Batman needs help, Ra's al Ghul needs help, everyone needs help! You just accept it!"

Damian rolls his eyes. "God, you're insufferable." he grumbles. You turn back to the therapist, fuming. She has a shocked expression on her face. "Well... I think it's better for all of us if we just end it here for today."

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"So, how'd it go?" Dick asks you while driving. "Terrible." you reply. "He can be a real pain in the ass sometimes." Dick laughs. "Yeah, true." he chuckles. You look at the window. "Does it still hurt?" Dick asks. "What? The wound or my feelings?" you ask him, still looking at the window. "The wound." he replies. "And also, can I ask what even happened in there? A nasty wound like that doesn't just grow overnight." You sigh. "Well, he wanted to spar after a few weeks of not talking. I went easy on him, but I guess he didn't. I don't know, kid has a lot of unresolved anger issues." You turn to Dick, tears in your eyes. "I can't take it anymore, Dick." You lean on your arm. "Am I doing something wrong?" Dick turns to you. "No, you aren't. Damian's just a little asshole sometimes." You wipe away your tears.

"God, why am I still in love with him?"

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"Maybe he is interesting after all": PART 1

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Addams!Reader

Warnings: weapons, slight mentions of murder, manipulation

Summary: After you wake up from a nightmare (your version of fun, being a member of the Addams family), Xavier tries to cheer you up with his hidden abilities. You remain as stubborn and nonchalant as ever, however you are curious. You decide to question him about his mysterious and vague powers.

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"Hey, you okay Y/N?" a voice asks behind the door. "Can I get in?" it asks. You ponder a little. You take knife and approach the door. As you open it, you see Xavier, the boy who saved your life earlier this morning. You immediately drop the knife, much to his surprise. He asks again. "Can I get it?" he says with a smile. You stare at him blankly, wondering if you should skin him alive for interrupting your moment of peace. Considering he saved your life, you let go of that thought and decide to let him in. "Sure." you sigh.

"I heard you screaming, are you okay?" he asks, sitting on your bed. "Was it a nightmare?" You turn to him blankly. "Yes, it was what you consider to be a nightmare." He tilts his head. "And I was having fun." you add, sitting down at your desk. And awkward silence occurs for a few moments. "Why are you still here?" you ask while tapping on the keys of your typewriter with annoyance. "I just wanted to see how you were doing. I mean, I did save your life, didn't I?" he explains, smirking. "I suppose you did." you tell him after standing up. "But you should know better than to expect anything in return." He chuckles a little. "I wouldn't expect anything less, Addams."

You notice he seems to be holding a book. "What is that." you ask, pretending to be uninterested. "Oh, this? It's my drawing book." You look at him. "Give it to me." He hands it to you and you flip through the pages. "Wanna see a trick?" You glare at him, hiding your interest. He puts his hand over the drawing of a spider and focuses. Suddenly, a real-looking spider appears and falls off the book, crawling all over your room. You stare at it in interest and kill it when it approaches you, turning it into dust. You turn back to Xavier. "I stand unimpressed, Thorpe." you declare, earning a little grin from him. "Really? I thought it would freak you out." he replies. "That was a pathetic attempt. But I do suppose your abilities could make for a good diversion." He smiles in confidence. "Finally, you think something of me." he says. "Only for the moment. When you walk out of this room, you are useless to me." He laughs slightly, shaking his head and standing up.

"Hold on a moment." you order him. He stops immediately and turns to you. "When exactly did you learn how to do this." you ask him in an accusing tone, crossing your arms. He looks surprised. "Wow, that trick really caught your interest, didn't it? I guess I'll keep it a secret for now." You roll your eyes in annoyance. "I would kill you, but then I wouldn't be able to know the information I need." He puts his hands in his pockets and chuckles. "Guess I'm a lucky man." You approach him. "Only for now." you add. He tilts his head. "Can I have my book back?" he asks, pointing at it with one hand. "No. I will keep it for my own personal research." you reply. He can clearly see there's no use fighting you over it. He opens the door to leave. "Goodnight, Y/N." You reply to his comment. "Night, yes. Good, never." He turns back to you. "Yeah, yeah whatever, Addams." he chuckles while closing the door.

You sit down at your desk, opening Xavier's book. You begin your hour of writing. You decided that this small interaction you had with the man was worth at least 5 minutes of your writing time.

"As much as it pains me to admit, I suppose Xavier's abilities caught my interest. However, he is clearly not smart enough to make the best use of his powers. I'll have to guide him, make him discover what he can do, as good or bad as it may be. I had a plan to escape this school, but a new one came to mind. A better one, one more effective. All I need is Xavier to follow my every command, and I know exactly how to make him do so."

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"I'm so into bad boys": PART 1

Pairing: Tyler Galpin x Addams!Reader

PART 2

Warnings: blood, death, graphic violence, murder, possessive love, spoilers

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

OTHER CHARACTERS: Miss Thornhill/Laurel Gates

Summary: Tyler reveals to you that he is a Hyde. He thinks you'll despise him for it, but he doesn't know your taste in men as much as he thought he did.

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"What does it feel like?" Tyler asks, looking at you with innocent eyes. "What does what feel like?" you ask, confusion in your eyes. "To lose." he replies, his eyes darkening. "You know, at first, I'd wake up naked, covered in blood, having no idea what just happened." he explains, walking towards you slowly and menacingly. "But over time, I remembered everything. The sound of their screams, terror in their eyes, fear so primal I could taste it." He grabs you by the jacket. "You have no idea what's coming." he whispers in your ear in a threatening tone. He tries to let go of you, but you hold his arms. "You really don't know anything about me, do you?" He looks at you, confused. "Pick up the hints, Galpin. I love bad boys." He smirks at you and pushes you against the wall. Your gazes meet, accusing each other.

"So, you really did love me." he asks, his persona finally breaking. "Why wouldn't I, Tyler?" you reply, looking at him with a little smirk. "I thought you'd hate me for being a Hyde." he sighs. "Even though I was controlled by my master, I always did my best to protect you." he explains while looking down at the floor. "Like that time Rowan tried to kill me?" He nods in agreement. You break free from him. "I can't have a weak and sensitive boyfriend, Galpin. Show me that Hyde personality of yours." you explain. He smirks threateningly at you and grabs you by the neck, but softly. You break free and take him by the shirt to kiss him. He engages back for a few seconds before you pull away. "Alright, who's your master." you ask, accusing him. "Why?" he replies. "You're mine now, I decided. And I'm yours. No one else." you explain, caressing his face. He sighs. "It's Thornhill."

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"Hello, Thornhill." you salute her with a knife behind your back. She jumps. "Oh, hello Y/N." she sighs in relief. "I- I thought you were leaving." she adds. "Not without your corpse in a body bag." you reply nonchalantly. She tilts her head, squinting her eyes in anger. "What did you do to Tyler." she asks in a deadpan voice. "I made him mine. You have no control over him." you explain while Tyler approaches you. You turn around. "Tyler. Get rid of her." you order him. He smirks at you, turns into the Hyde and jumps on Thornhill, ripping her heart out. "I love you." you say while tasting her blood. He turns back to his human form while you put a towel over him. You caress his bloody face. "You're free." you declare. He smiles back at you.

"God, I love you, Y/N Addams."

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"Be your own Robin."

Pairing: Tim Drake (Robin) x GN!Reader

Type: Fluff

Warnings: stab wounds, blood

Summary: You met Tim Drake in a cafe but also met Robin in a dark alley while he was wounded. You caught him fighting some thugs and barely getting out of there alive. You felt this obligation to help him.

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"The usual, please." you ask at the counter, exhausted. While you're waiting for your order, a young man walks up to you. "Hey, is this yours? You dropped it on your way in." Realizing that his theory is correct, you chuckle nervously. "Uh, yeah it is. Thanks." He hands you the wallet and you reach for a handshake. "I'm Y/N." He engages back. "I'm Tim. Tim Drake." The cashier calls out your name. "You know what? On me." Tim proposes. "No, you don't have to-" Tim interrupts you. "It wasn't a suggestion." he says smirking, earning a little smile from you. "I'm sitting there, if you want." You sit at the table he pointed toand immediately notice the unsolved crimes book he left on it.

"You're into unsolved crimes?" you ask as he comes back with your order, intrigued. "I've honestly been trying to find answers to some of them, but nothing came of it." you say leaning back on your seat. "Really?" he asks. "I never thought I'd meet someone else who was into nerdy stuff like this." You smirk. "Oh well, I guess you did." He chuckles a little. "What if I helped you?" you ask him, flipping around the pages of the book. He smiles. "Sure thing. Let me be the lead." he says while smirking. You act offended. "If anything, I should be the lead." you say after scoffing. "It's my book, isn't it?" he teases while taking the book back from you slowly. "Well excuse me, Detective Drake." you say jokingly. He laughs and he begins reading out loud.

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It's been a few hours since the both of you have been solving mysteries and so on. Notes are spread out all over the dinner table, pens are flying through the air and laughs are being shared. Suddenly, Tim gets a call. He stands up and he looks concerned all throughout the call. He scratches his head, he walks around a little bit and he stutters a lot. "You okay?" you ask when he comes back. "Yeah, it's just a small emergency. I need to go." he replies while writing something on a piece of paper lying around. "That's my phone number. Maybe we can do this again sometime." he proposes. "Sure." you say, smirking. "Sorry I have to leave so early." he says while putting his jacket on. "It's fine, I get it. Don't worry, I'll get everything." you reassure him, putting all the notes in Tim's folder. Your new friend thanks you and leaves for the door. You rest your elbow on the table, deep in thought and questioning your feelings for the boy.

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Back in your appartement, you've been trying to sleep for a couple of hours now. You are so deep in thought that even drawing can barely help you cope. You've been drawing Tim's portrait for the past hour, you're wondering if you have feelings for the guy. While you're resting your head on your desk, you hear screams outside. You go up to your window and see Robin, Batman's sidekick, fighting off some thugs. He seems to be struggling, the thugs are overwhelming him. Despite their surperior numbers, they are no match for Robin. He walks out of that fight, limping and sweating. You notice he was wounded on the chest. You immediately head down to help him out.

You follow the young Robin as he heads down to an alley to catch a breath. He sits down, still holding his wound. "Are you okay?" you ask the vigilante. He turns to you, surprised. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just go, there's a ton of thugs out here." You pretend to not recognize Tim through his voice. "Just come to my apartement, I'll stitch you up. I don't want that to get infected." He sighs and gives up. "Fine." he says slowly standing up, grunting out of pain. "Let me help you up." you propose, helping him walk, heading to your apartment.

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"You know you don't need that mask in here, Tim." you say while stitching your masked friend's wound. He looks up to you, surprised. "When did you know?" he asks. "You're not the only genius around here." you say jokingly. "Also you need a voice changer." you add, earning a smirk from him. "Thanks, Y/N." he says. "It's what friends do." you reply, holding his hand. He looks back at you, surprised, but there is a deep sense of relief in his reaction. You add a comment, trying to diverse the situation after a few seconds of awkward silence. "That looked bad out there, it could've been infected." you continue. "Honestly thought I should call Batman for a second, but then you showed up." He looks back at you with a sad smile. You look back, accusing him. "You're trying to be worthy of the title of Robin, right? Like the old ones?" you ask, sitting up after patching him up. Tim sighs. "I just don't feel good enough, I'm not a fighter, Y/N." You hold his hand. "You don't have to be one. Be your own Robin." He looks up to you. "You just started out, right? you ask. "We all make mistakes, don't worry." He smiles. "Thanks, Y/N." he replies while slowly standing up, grunting from the wound. "Take it easy." you advice him, taking him arm to help him up. He heads for the door, stretching. He smiles after turning back to you and leaves. You whisper to yourself.

"Should I have told him?"

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BIRTHDAY SPECIAL: Jason's Surprise

Pairing: Jason Todd (Robin) x GN!Reader

Type: Fluff

Summary: Jason invites you to a one-on-one date for your birthday.

Author's note: celebrating my bday with my husband!!!! <3

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While you're doing homework, Jason sneaks up on you. He hugs you from behind and kisses your neck after placing a note on your desk. You chuckle nervously while caressing his arm holding you.

"Happy birthday, Y/N." he whispers in a very attractive tone. "I honestly hoped you would forget." you reply, playing the same game as him. "Why would I forget my darling's birthday?" he asks, earning a little laugh from you. "Go ahead, love. Read it." he tells you. "A birthday card. Cute." you say while smirking. "Oh, it's way more than just a birthday card, Y/N." he says while flipping the page with you. You read the note outloud: "Hey, luv, happy birthday. Meet me in my room at 9 PM, I have a little surprise for you." You close the birthday card, smiling like a complete idiot. "Your handwriting is still awful." you say jokingly. "Really?" he asks, smirking. "I thought it improved." You chuckle. "Not enough, apparently." you say as you stand up and kiss him on the forehead. "God, I love you." he says after the kiss. "I know you do." you jokingly reply.

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It's 9 PM, you head to Jason's room as promised. As you are walking down the hallway, Jason comes from behind and holds your hand. "Close your eyes." he tells you, putting his hand on your eyes and guiding you to his room. He opens the door and removes his hand from your eyes, telling you to open them. Your face shines in disbelief and amazement as Jason tells you happy birthday once again. Flashing lights have been hung from every corner of the room, resulting in a beautiful combination of neon lights. "When did you have time to do all this?" you ask, happiness in your voice. "Oh, I made time. For you." You laugh nervously. You notice all the decorations your boyfriend put on. "Since when are you so aesthetic?" you ask, smirking. "I had a little help." Jason responds. "This is too much, Jason." you say as you turn around. "Come on, Y/N, that's barely half of it." he explains before taking your hand and slowly dragging you to another part of the room. You stand before a dinner table with your favorite meal and your favorite cake on it. "God, what is wrong with you." you ask jokingly, smiling like an idiot. "I love you way too much, that's what's wrong with me." he responds, holding your stomach from behind. "This is literally amazing, Jason." you declare, your eyes glowing in amazement. "I know, I'm amazing." he whispers.

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"Jeez. I am. Full." you declare after utterly devouring your plate. Jason wipes away a bit of cake on your cheek before you chuckle. He caresses your face and stares at you in the eyes, almost accusing you, but in a sexy way. You engage back in his game before the two of you kiss for a few seconds. "Alright, time for your gift." he says after the two of you kissed. "Isn't it too much? I feel bad." you say, standing up slowly. "Don't. You deserve every bit of it." he responds, pressing a button next to his closet. A door opens before you, revealing a mannequin. "That is not my new suit." you declare in utter disbelief. "It is, though." he responds, holding your hand. "This is amazing, Jason." you squeal out of excitement. You turn back to your boyfriend and hug him, the tightest possible and kiss him on the lips. "I love you so much." you admit, going through his curly hair. "Now, for my final gift, do me a favour. Remove your shirt and lay down on the goddamn bed, Jason Todd." He obeys your demand and you jump on his bed, caressing his abs and laying your head on his shoulder, slowly but surely falling asleep beside your beloved boyfriend. "Best. Birthday. Ever." you whisper.

"I know, Y/N. I'm amazing. I know."

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