Hey Y’all, Sorry For The Delay On Part 3 This Past Week I Got Way Sick And Then My School Glitched
hey y’all, sorry for the delay on part 3 this past week I got way sick and then my school glitched out and my GPA got fucked and pretty much it’s been a shitty time buuuut i’m working on it and it should be out soon along with some other unrelated fics that are in the works :)
much love 💚💚💚
Love and War (but mostly war): Part 2
Alone Together
Paring: damian wayne x reader (she/her pronouns mentions vaguely)
Summary: Being the partner of Damian Wayne comes with its own difficulties. Especially when you're both hot tempered teenagers who don't know how to talk to your crush.
Warnings: Mentions of blood, violence, mild swearing, damian being a stubborn bitch,
A/n: as promised pt2!!! i hope you all enjoy! title banner and end banner were both made by @maysdigitalarts they are very talented and really nice so check them out!!! also this is only kinda proofread so read at your own risk 乁(•-•)ㄏ
Word count: 2.5k
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Spending spring break in Wayne manor had its ups and downs. Ups included a huge library in the south wing, delicious homemade meals every day, and the best water pressure you’d ever experienced. The downs included 9 hours of training daily, getting lost while trying to find a bathroom, and having to spend way too much time with your arch enemy.
Technically he's not your enemy. At least he’s not supposed to be. After the fight you had last week you couldn’t be sure. You’d had fights with Damian before but this felt different. Usually after a fight he'd sulk for a few hours but then it would go back to normal, but this time it didn’t go back to normal. Damian had been avoiding you for almost 8 days.
You knew the fight ended too soon and you both had more to say but if he was going to act like a child and ignore you then you weren’t going to stop him. You still had to patrol with him but it was considerably quieter. The manor was big enough for the both of you and after a few days you’d figured out his schedule and how to get around him. Tim let you train with him, so as long as you stayed on your side of the gym and Damian stayed on his you didn’t have to interact with him at all.
It wasn’t until the 4th day of break that you had to talk to him. Bruce had to go meet with the league for the day so training ended early. You had a couple hours before dinner and decided reading would be the best use of that time. You walked down one of the many hallways lazily dragging your hand along the wall until you reached a door. You couldn’t remember exactly where you were but you were about 75% sure there was a couch in this room, so you pushed the door open.
Inside you found tall ceilings paired with dark wallpaper, a tall window with the thin white curtains pushed out of the way, and a couch. Actually it was three couches but after 4 days staying here you'd gotten used to the large amount of furniture that was there for no reason.
The couches formed a square with the open side facing the window lined wall. The first two couches were empty but when you stepped farther inside the room you saw someone sitting on the third one. Of course the one room you picked to go into also happened to be the one room Damian was sitting in. He looked up from his sketchbook and immediately frowned.
There were two options in front of you. You could back out of the room and leave him be but then you’d be backing down from something that might not even turn into a fight which made you seem weak so really you were left with only one choice. You straighten your back and closed the door behind you, officially leaving you in a room alone with Damian for the first time since the fight. You walked over to the couch facing the windows head on and sat down on the side farthest from him. He watched you the whole time but you paid him no attention, instead you simply opened your book and began reading.
You felt his eyes leave your form and you let out a quiet breath. You heard a page turn and a pencil being dragged lightly across paper. It had been over a week but nothing seemed to be getting better between you and him. Patrols were a nightmare beforehand but now that he’d switched from constant criticism to almost no comments you found that you preferred the former.
Damian's pencil against the paper was the only sound in the room and yet the silence seemed so loud. You hated it. You hated having to avoid him all the time. You hated not being able to talk to him anymore. You hated how far away he felt even when he was right next to you. You hated that you didn’t hate him as much as you used to.
You never realized how much you talked to him until you didn’t. It was a weird feeling to miss someone when you hadn’t even known you cared about them. You honestly just wanted to apologize and let things get back to normal so as you sat there staring at your book you decided to take action. So you took a deep breath, swallowed your pride, opened your mouth, and prayed to god that something would come out.
“Look-”
“Damian-” you both spoke at the same time. “Sorry, you go first.” You apologized.
“No, you can go first.” He replied almost nervously. That couldn’t be right, he never got nervous.
“Uh I was just going to say, well I’ve been thinking lately,”
“You?” He asked sarcastically.
“Oh haha, really funny. Will you just listen for a goddamn second.” He was not making this easy. “I know we haven’t been talking much ever since, well you know and uhh.” You couldn’t find the right way to word it. You were still too stubborn to outright apologize but you knew he would never say sorry unprompted. “You’ve just seemed… off, lately and if it has something to do with me-”
“It doesn’t.” He cut you off. “I’m not ‘off’ and even if I was you definitely wouldn’t be the cause.” His expression was blank.
“Well jeez you don’t have to be so rude about it.” You sneered back at him. “What were you trying to say anyway?” So much for your apology.
“I’ve convinced father to change our partners.” His voice was flat and he seemed bored with the conversation.
“You what?” You stood up. You couldn’t believe he actually did that without talking to you first.
He stood up as well and was a few inches higher than you. “We don’t work well together, you can’t tell me you don’t agree.”
“I don’t! We’ve been a great team! Remember the Penguin pen raid or Mr. Freeze's death ray thingy.” you exaggerated your point by waving your hands through the air. “We stopped those. Together. You can’t just go around changing things without asking me first!” You were fuming.
“Sure I can! We only stopped those villains because of what I did, you just got in the way.” he pointed at you.
Here we go again, the blame game. The endless cycle of ‘he did this, she did that’. You were so sick of it. “That’s bullshit and you know it. I can hold my own on the field just as well as you can. And you know what! I don’t even want to be your partner anymore.”
“Neither do I! You can go play hero with someone else while I do all the real work. I never wanted you on the team in the first place!” He stared you down and if you weren’t so fired up you’d probably be intimidated.
“God you’re so annoying! You think you're so great and no one can even come close to you but in reality you’re exactly like the rest of us!”
What were you doing? This wasn’t what you wanted. You wanted to apologize and make things right but now here you were screaming at him again. You almost couldn’t help it. Fighting him gave you a sort of rush that you craved. It was like a drug and you were addicted to the pain. You didn’t want to fight him but it was the closest thing to a conversation you’d had in over a week and at this point it was enough to satisfy your need.
“I’m going to prove that I'm better than you. I’ll do it on my own too!” You told him.
“Go ahead and try!”
You were full on shouting at each other now and it could definitely be heard in outside of this room. “I will!” Both your heads snapped to the door when you heard a knock echo through the room.
Dick was standing at the door looking at the scene he’s found. “Woah.” He said awkwardly. He clearly didn’t know how to handle the situation he’d just stumbled on.
You grabbed your book pushed past him and into the hallway. Anger was clouding your mind so once again the fighter ended too soon.
Damian watched you walk out before turning around and groaning. “I can’t believe her,” he muttered to himself. “She is insufferable, inexperienced, beautiful annoying, piece of work i have ever met.”
“You think she’s beautiful?” Dick asked, a slight smirk on his face. It probably wasn’t the best choice of words.
He looked back at him with an almost offended expression. “What? that's ridiculous! I- No I don’t!”
“Well that’s what you said sooo,”
“You’re hearing things Grayson,” Damian defended. “I would never say that out loud.”
“Oh of course never out loud, just in your hea-”
“SHUT UP,”
You spent the rest of the day hiding in the guest room. You planned on staying there forever and letting yourself fade out of existence but alas, you still had patrol. Of course Bruce was gone so you couldn’t really ask for a night off and you couldn’t go off on your own since you were still technically new to crime fighting. So Damian was your only option. ‘Fuck’
You went down to the cave and suited up without so much as making eye contact with him. You could totally keep this up for the next few hours, you wouldn’t get very much done but you wouldn’t have to talk to him so that was a bonus.
You had set up shop on some random rooftop near crime alley before hearing reports of multiple gun shots over the police scanners and you both rushed to commotion. Usually you’d survey the scene but that required communication with your partner so instead you wasted no time and jumped into action. That was a mistake.
You had no idea that you were jumping right into a fire fight and you had no idea that they were expecting you, which led you right into their trap. Fantastic. After a grueling fight and metal chair to the back of your head you were knocked out
When you came too you found yourself in a small darkish room that kind of looked like the inside of a shipping crate. The floors were cold underneath your now gloveless hands as you pushed yourself into a sitting position. The only light in the room was coming in from a thin crack along one side which you assumed was the door.
Squinting through the darkness you saw Damian sitting on the opposite side of the room from the light. You picked your head up a little too fast and became violently aware of your splitting headache. “Ow, what happened?”
“We’ve been captured.” He answered flatly.
“Oh really, smartass? I hadn't noticed.” You sneered back at him while standing up and heading towards the door.
“Ask dumb question get dumb answers.” He shrugged and copied your movements but stopped a few feet away. “And it’s locked, I’ve already tried everything.”
You rolled your eyes and felt around the door, trying to get a feel for mechanics. “Can you shut up, maybe it doesn’t hurt to try again.” Finally you realized that it didn’t have any internal locking systems and the only way to unlock it was from the outside. “Dammit.” You cursed and hit the steel wall which hurt a lot more than you thought it would. “Shit,” You shook your hand.
“Well that was just stupid,” Damian scoffed at you, taking your hand to examine it. He always did that sort of thing on patrol so you didn’t pull away or even really register what he was doing. It was just sorta normal for the two of you to look after each other's wounds.
“Oh I'm sorry, is my frustration not smart enough for you?” you sneered back. “At least I'm trying something.” You looked around the small dark room, determined to not look him in the eyes.
“I told you I already tried everything. You were out for a while, I was wor-” He released your hand and cut himself off. “You definitely bruised it but you’ll be fine.” Was he about to say he was worried about you? That was definitely not the kind of thing he vocalized.
You reluctantly thanked him and began pacing slightly trying to think of something else to try. “Ok so how do we get out? Can’t you use those ninja skills you're so proud of and like… kick it down, or explode the lock or something?” You watched him walk to the back of the box and sit down on the floor.
“Well if you’d taken a moment to actually think you’d notice that outside that door there's about 20 armed guards, and inside this box there’s one highly trained assassin and one amuture. Neither of which have their utility belts. But I have a plan so will you just sit down?” said motioning towards a spot near him, or at least you though you did your eyes still weren’t quite adjusted to the lighting yet.
He was right, the odds were not in your favor. Even if you could get out you wouldn’t make it very far. “I am not an amuture.” You said pointedly while walking to a side wall and sitting down. “And I’m sitting down because I want to, not because you told me to. And what’s this plan your so sure of?”
“As soon as you went down i knew we’d lost so i sent out a signal. They took our belts somewhere else so the team will go there first and then have to find us but it won’t take too much longer now.” He explained calmly, actually this was the calmest you’d talked to each other in a while. It was nice, refreshing.
“Oh so you’re saying without me you couldn’t take on a few no name thugs? Interesting coming from the boy who claims he doesn’t need me.” You smirked at him, for some reason he was having a really time with his word choice today.
“Oh please you were would have been killed if i hadn’t lay them take me. And Batman would be pissed if he came back to one of his protégés dead.” He countered, rolling his eyes at your accusations. Clearly whoever had you didn’t want you dead otherwise they would have done it already but they probably would have banged you up a bit more. Had he really given up a fight just to save you a few bumps and bruises?
“Ah i see, and you wouldn't have cared if i was dead?” You theorized, smugly.
“Not in the slightest.”
A/n: ahh thank y’all so much for the support so far part one got quite a bit of momentum so hopefully this part does just as well :)
Tag list: @ginevraxrogers @daydreaming-bao @trashmouthsahra @the-middle-oldest-child @big-bad-batsy reply in the comments to be added to this! i'd hate for anyone to miss part 3
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angst prompt fourteen for my previous ask 😌😌
bro i finally finished writing the angsty ass tim fic that goes with this ask but i can’t for the life of me figure out a name soooo if anyone has some good angst titles they’d want to share then i can finally post it :)
can i request 15 and 16 with tim drake? it’s alright if you don’t have time for it, it’s alright
Pairing: Tim Drake x reader (both in their 20s ish)
Prompts: Prompt list 15- “Make me”, 16- “If you don’t put a shirt i’m gonna have to kiss you and who knows where things will go from there”
Summary: Just you and Tim having a nice little date
A/n: i wrote this with a female reader in mind but i also didn’t use any specific pronouns so technically it could be gn!reader. also i have been trapped in the MHA fandom for like a 3 weeks so i couldn’t write anything that even resembled DC characters lmfao. Masterlist
Word count: 1.3k
Tag list: @battlenix
Late Night In
Life as a Gothamite is never boring. Every few days there’s a new murdering psychopath with a clever theme. Like the Riddler who dresses in green and asks, get ready for it… riddles! Some other honorable mentions include Killer Croc the killing crocodile, Mr. Freeze the guy who freezes stuff, and of course who can forget Scarface the dummy with a scar on his face.
All these villains prancing around town made dating a superhero unnecessarily difficult. Date nights were few and far between when there’s a killer clown on the loose. But you didn’t let that get in the way. You made the most of the time you had even if it was less time then you wanted.
It had been almost 3 weeks since Tim had a night off and you were dying to see him. Texting was fine for a week or two and you didn’t consider yourself a high maintenance or clingy person but you could only go so long without him. So when he called to say he had a night off you suggested he come over to your place to watch a movie and have some take out.
Your apartment wasn’t necessarily small but it definitely wasn’t big. The door opened right into a short hallway which led to the kitchen. There was a counter between the kitchen and dining area but nothing in between that and the living room. There were two doors and either side of the living room and the door to the left led into a bathroom while the door to the right was your bedroom.
When Tim arrived a little after 8 he was holding a bunch of roses and a cute stuffed bear with the words “I love you” stitched into its belly. There was a duffle bag slung over his shoulder that most likely held his sparring gear and his costume in a secret pocket at the bottom. He looked tired and smelled like a gym which brought you to conclusions that he did not go home after sparring and instead came straight to you.
He immediately started rambling about how much he’d missed you and how sorry he was for his busy schedule.
“I am so so sorry. It’s been so long since I've had a night off and I know you wanted to go to that movie last week and I couldn't make it and-” You cut him off with a quick kiss.
“Tim. Relax.” You said firmly with a hint of amusement in your voice. “You were saving 6 hostages from a madman with a thing for hats. I don’t know about you but to me that seems a bit more important then some random movie.” You took the flowers so you could admire them before heading towards the kitchen.
Tim closed the door and followed you. “If it’s important to you then it’s the most important thing in the world.” He said, putting the bear on the counter.
You smiled at him and started filling a vase with water to put the flowers in. “That is the cheesiest thing I think I've ever heard.”
“That was romantic and you know it.” Tim smiled back at you. “And I really am sorry for canceling last week.” You could tell in his voice that he felt guilty.
“And I really do forgive you,” You turned your attention to him. “You’re here now and that’s all that matters.” His body relaxed and he walked around the counter so he could hug you from behind.
His hands wrapped around your waist and his chin rested on your shoulders”How the hell did i get so lucky as to end up with you?” He asked softly. He rocked slightly from side to side as you dropped the roses into the water.
“Oh gross Tim you’re all sweaty!” You exclaimed
“Really? i say that and you’re reaction is ‘Oh gross’. And here I was thinking you loved me.” He said with fake hurt in his voice.
“I’ll love you more if you go take a shower.” You stated, completely unfazed by his guilt tripping attempts.
“Ugh ok,” he sighed lazily while burying his head in the crook of your neck.
“Tim?”
“Yeah?” he murmured in response.
“That means you have to let go.” You tried to break free which only made him hug you tighter.
“Make me.” He started leaving kisses on your shoulder and neck. The soft feeling made your mind go blank for a second and you melted farther into him before pulling yourself out of the daze.
You wriggled out of his grasp and turned around to kiss him before breaking away. “This is really cute and all but you smell like a sewer.”
“Yeah well Bruce said i could only have the night off if i sparred first so i smell like this for you.” He walked backwards toward the bathroom so you were still facing each other.
You shook your head and walked to the living room. “Well then i appreciate your sacrifice.”
He didn’t take long in the shower. You had enough time to grab some blankets for the couch and turn on a Law and Order rerun. The water turned off and about a minute later your boyfriend stepped out.
You didn’t look at him at first, too caught up in the 5 year old fictional court case. He walked over to you and sat down, you leaned back and rested your head on his shoulder. It was then that you actually noticed his lack of shirt. He was a lean sort of fit, not too bulky but not not muscular. You’d seen him shirtless before but the sight still brought a pink tint to your face. You unconsciously let your hands trace his collarbone.
“If you don’t put a shirt on i’m gonna have to kiss you and who knows where things will go from there.” You stated teasingly, pulling yourself out of yet another daze. The doorbell rang interrupting the calmness that had settled over you.
“Are you expecting someone?” Tim asked, turning his head to peer at the door.
“Oh shit, I forgot.” You laughed at yourself and rushed to the door. When you opened it there was a delivery man on the other side holding a bag of chinese food. You thanked and tipped him before closing the door and walked back over to Tim. “I did promise you takeout.” You held up the bag.
After you had dished the food and settled down on the couch you watched the movie. It was nice to be with him again even if you were just watching a movie.
You were nearly asleep, cuddled up next to him on the couch when the end credits started to roll. You stretched and yawned and checked the clock to find out it was already 11:10. It wasn’t necessarily late but it had been a long day for you both. That’s when you decided to ask him the question that had been on your mind since he arrived.
“It’s getting pretty late.” You said standing up to get your dirty dishes.
“Yeah,” Tim followed suit, grabbing his plate and heading towards the kitchen. “I should probably head back now. I don’t want to be out too late, especially not in costume.” He dropped the dishes in the sink.
“Oh right,” you paused “Or maybe... you could stay here tonight.” You suggested. “And tomorrow night… and the night after that?”
“Are-are you asking me to move in?” He questioned a slightly surprised look on his face.
“Well i was just thinking if you lived here then we could see each other a lot more and you wouldn’t have to live in the manor with Bruce but your right it was stupid idea i’m sure they need you there for all kinds of superhero stuff and-” you started rambling before he cut you off.
“I think it’s a great idea!” You were surprised by his response.
“R-really?” You stammered
“Yes really! I’d love to move in with you.”
A/n: i legitimately can’t end a fic to save my life like what kinda half ass ending is that?
genuinely the funniest thing i’ve read all week
Jason Todd: You know what they say: go big or go home!
Bruce Wayne, sobbing: I'm begging you, Jason, for once in your life, PLEASE go home
Jason: *whispering* I'm going big
y’all i have 15 fictional boyfriends and one of them is a girl....
on another note i accidentally asked someone out and went on a date that i didn’t even know was a date until 2 days later and now i want to climb into the void and never come out
Heyo! I heard you were open for requests, so I thought if I can ask for a fluffly prompt of 18? Like Jon kent x batsis? ( I noticed this dude don't get much love at all.) Maybe it has like a tiny (big) crush on batsis, and accidentally ends up following her. But don't rush your self, I know you got alot to do. I'll wait! Ty! (This is alot of reading, sorry.)
Pairing: Jon Kent x Fem!reader
Prompts: Prompt list 18-“Care to explain why you’ve been following me for 6 blocks?” (Apparently “care to explain *inster text here*” is a common prompt theme on my list)
Summary: Jon Kent meets the one and only batsis (that’s you) and being the idiot he is, falls madly in love... naturally.
A/n: Ok so this took a while and i didn’t like where it was going for a while but after some editing i actually really like how this turned out! (Also sorry this took so long life hit me like bitch this past week) And Jon and the reader are about 15 16 ish here which makes damian 19ish. Masterlist
Word count: 1.5k it’s not a super long thing but i’m pretty pleased with that number
Code: y/n=your name
Not So Super Stelthy
Jon Kent floated in a small circle about 4 feet above the ground, trying his best not to fall asleep. He had been watching Damian watch security footage on the batcomputer for 30 minutes and he was bored out of his mind.
“What are you even looking for?” Jon asked, letting himself land and walking over to the computer.
“Proof.” Damian replied, too focused on the tape to give more than a one word answer.
“Right, of course the proof,” Jon nodded his head before pausing awkwardly.
Damian sighed and paused the video. “You have no idea what i’m talking about.”
“Nope.”
“And you’re extremely bored.”
“Yup.” Jon rocked back on his heels, dragging out the Y sound.
“Fine then, you can look around the cave but don’t touch anything. Got it?” Damin said sternly, knowing that if he didn’t give Jon something to do he'd start asking questions nonstop.
“Really! I can go explore by myself!” He exclaimed, instantly more energetic. “I promise i won’t break anything!” He called flying swiftly out of the room before Damian could change his mind.
He walked down a random hallway looking at the various souvenirs on the walls. He heard some grunting and the sound metal against metal coming from a room down the hall. He made his way toward the sound using his super hearing to try and figure out who it was.
“That was so not fair!” An unknown female voice exclaimed.
“Technically that’s not stated in the rules.” a smug voice shot back. Jon recognized it to be Tim’s but he still didn’t know who the other person was. He kept walking towards the sound until he found a large open room with weapons on the walls and mats on the floor.
In the middle of the room he saw two people holding metal bow staffs and walking around each other.
“Well it was implied.” The girl said before charging Tim. She swung at his left but he blocked and twirled the bow staff around to hit her in the side. She stumbled back but quickly regained her balance and came at him again, this time faking a hit to the right before sweeping his legs out from under him so he landed on his back. His staff rolled away and it was very clear that he had lost that fight.
“YES!” The girl cheered “I win and you owe me 20 bucks.” She boasted in a sing-song voice, reaching out her hand to help Tim up.
“Yeah yeah I get it.” Tim grabbed her hand and hoisted himself up sounding annoyed at his defeat. The girl turned around and walked towards the bench where a plastic half empty water bottle sat. That was when Jon saw her face for the first time, that was also when she noticed Jon.
“Oh hey Superboy.” She said, sounding slightly confused as to why the Metropolis hero would be in the batcave.
“Jon?” Tim asked, turning towards him. “What are you doing here?” He smiled and walked over to rest his elbow on the girl's shoulder.
“Hi sorry i didn’t mean to bother you I was just uh exploring.” Jon said, semi awkwardly. “Damian’s doing some research on the computer and I guess he didn’t want me distracting him.” He pointed sheepishly towards the room where Damian was still watching security tapes.
The girl laughed and shrugged Tims arm away. “Well definitely don’t take that personally. Damian’s not really one for conversation. I’m y/n by the way.”
He remembered Damian mentioning her here and there but he’d never met her before. “I’m Jon, but you know that already.”
She laughed again which made him smile. “Well Jon it’s nice to meet you.”
“There you are.” Damian rounded the corner. “I have the proof but we need to hurry if we’re going to get there in time.”
“You better get going before Damian pulls a kryptonite katana on you.” y/n joked waving over at the very grumpy looking teenager.
“Yeah,” Jon laughed. “Wait? Does he really have one of those?” his smile was replaced with slight concern for his own safety.
“Superboy. Let’s go.” Damian sounded impatient, although he always sounded like that.
“Sorry i’m coming.” Jon began flying over to him. “Bye y/n!” he called before turning the corner and disappearing.
“Bye Jon.” Y/n leaned on the door frame and watched him fly off, a small smile on her face.
“Umm what was that?” Tim asked a very confused look on his face.
“What was what?” she turned around
“Oh I don't know, maybe the whole ‘oh hi i’m y/n nice to meet you’ thing?”
“Ok I know you don’t talk to people very often but typically when you meet someone new you introduce yourself.”
“Well your starry eyed stare might have been a bit too much.”
“Starry eyed?” she scoffed in response “I was in no way starry eyed.”
“Uh huh sure.” He said in an over-protective-older-brother voice.
“Shut up.” y/n tossed a bow staff to Tim and got into a fighting stance with her own.
༻𖥸༺
After a mission went wrong, Damian demanded Jon train in the cave at least twice a week to make him, in Damians words “Somewhat competent on the field”. That meant Jon would spend more time in the cave and saw more of y/n.
Whenever Jon and y/n got a chance to talk it felt like they’d known each other for their whole lives. They had inside jokes and about 2/3’s of a secrets code memorized. Sometimes they would just sit next to each other, completely comfortable in the silent company. Jon’s heart started to beat faster when she was around and his cheeks would heat up when she smiled at him.
He got distracted whenever she came into the training room which resulted in a very hard kick to the stomach on more than one occasion. One day while Jon was on his way home from the manor, he spotted y/n walking swiftly across a rooftop. He hadn’t seen in the cave that day but Damian said she was at a friends house.
His exact words were “She’s at her friends house studying, now if you’re done being completely in love with my sister can we run the training again?”
Of course Jon responded by saying “I am not in love with her!” but it was clear that Damian didn’t buy that and at this point Jon wasn’t sure he believed it either.
‘What is she doing out?’ he thought while silently ducking behind a nearby billboard. Jon let her get about three rooftops away and used his super senses to keep track of her. She turned left, then left again, then right, then another left, and finally stopped on top of a random building.
Y/n turned to look at the city and let out a sigh. “You know,” she spoke softly with a hint of a smirk in her voice. “For someone with Superpowers you’re shit at staying hidden.”
‘Busted’
“How could you possibly have seen me?” Jon came out from his apparently not so good hiding place and landed a few feet away from her on the roof. “I was in super stealth mode.”
“Well darling Jon i was raised by Batman. Noticing things is kinda, well my thing.” She laughed. “Now, care to explain why you’ve been following me for 6 blocks?”
“W-well i have a perfectly reasonable explanation for that and it is because,” he said slowly trying to come up with a good excuse as to why he’d been following her. The truth was he didn’t know why he’d followed her. Although he had a sneaking suspicion it had to do with his not so small crush.
“It’s because- Hey wait a second you’re not even supposed to be out here.” Jon cut himself off by changing the subject. “Didn’t Batman like, ban you from being a crime fighter?”
“What Batman doesn't know won’t hurt him.” She walked over to him so they were now about 2 feet apart.
“He’s Batman! He knows everything!” Jon exclaimed as if it was obvious.
“Well i’m not going to tell him.” She paused leaning closer to Jon so they were mere inches away from each other. His heart speed up and he felt his cheeks turn pink from how close they were. “Are you going to tell him?”
“N-no?” It sounded more like a question then an answer but it was good enough for y/n.
“Great!” She leaned away again, her smile returning. “Now that i’ve confirmed you won’t be snitching on me, we can go get some food. I am starving and there’s a great taco truck just around the corner that makes the best nachos. That is if you want to?”
“Want to? Yeah i’d love to!” He smiled happily at the idea.
“Perfect, then it’s a date.”
Ladies, Gentlemen, non binary guests, i would like to formally announce that 2966 words, 24 rewrites, and nearly one whole month later Love and War pt2 rough draft is finally complete! Now i just need to edit then post!
Saturday at 8 o’clock EST if you’d like to be on the tag list for this fic please feel free to message me or leave a comment on this post
When are you gonna post??]
school and work have been kicking my ass babe, i had to put all my wips on hold for a few days but i’ll post as soon as i get the chance
if anyone feels like sending some head cannon asks tho i love that 🥺 they’re faster then full fics so i can post them inbetween stories and classes
You said you take headcanons and i wanted to send a easy but kinda fun one if u take platonic/batsibling ask but like one. where the reader was like a big villain (not even like jason who was a anti hero sorta just a straight villain) and, maybe now is going through the redemption phase and feels alot of guilt for hurting all of them.
Do this if it intrest you of course!! i just wanted to send you something that whould be fun or just a little bit interesting to do headcanons about 💖💖💖
we love a good redemption arc
i actually really like this idea so if this does well i might make it a full fic
again i did not edit this so read at your own risk
it all started with an apology
but the first one wasn’t from you
it was from bruce
you were standing on top of the Gotham clock tower about to complete your master plan when he apologized to you
he said what you did wasn’t your fault and that you were just a kid living out an unfortunate circumstance
he say you could still make things right, all you had to do was take his hand and start over
so you did
you shut down your city destroying machine and went with him to the cave
you met all the gotham heros in their home base and it was really weird to say the least
then the rehabilitation process began
life on the “good” side was waaaaay different from what you were used too
you learned that scheming was generally frowned upon unless it’s in a game of nerf wars
murder was also not an acceptable way to deal with problems
(unless your with jason and damian)
you learned a lot from the heros
like how giving instead of taking feels a hell of lot better
and why The Robin Dictionary: A Complete Collection of Robin Catchphrases and Sarcastic Remarks is a thing
but it wasn’t all fun and games
guilt is a strong emotion and you had a lot to feel guilty for
once you came to terms with who you used to be you had to make things right
jason helped you the most with this part
you made anonymous donation to most of the buildings you had destroyed in your career
most of the things you did were anonymous and the rest were under your new hero alias
there were still hard days when you just wanted to set the world on fire but you had people behind you now
people who truly cared about you despite everything you’d done
being a villain made life easy but being a hero made life worth living
Alfreds cooking was a plus too
Y’all… I have a Jason Grace x Roman!reader fic set in New Rome before lost hero in the works but I can’t decide if I want it to be fluffy or angsty because tbh it could go either way
It can either be really really cute or I can make it absolutely soul crushingly sad
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