#While he was walking out he kidnapped the second kid don't worry it's a common thing in the apocalypse mhm

[tapakah0]

WHRGRGEHEHHE LKAY LKAY LKAY KEHFJWHJEW IT IS RIGHT AFTER THEY WERE ATTACKED I SEE WJHEKW,,W

My precious baby with anger issue saving someone's kid oh my beloved baby with the most not annoying f***s XDDD WAIT MIWA WAS SENT BEFORE THEY'VE BEEN ATTACKED??

Can I just He is He is dumb. I knew I would like him even more the moment I see him

NEVERMIND I LOVE HIM

Part 12!

It came out pretty chaotic haha. I don’t regret anything though~

Part 1

[cabinofimagines]

Hello, I've been seen you for months and I had this request saved for a long time, so I don't know if you've done the same or not. Anyway. My idea for request is readerxdemigods. Reader, like Percy, grew up with humans and has friends in high school. When his friends at Camp Half-Blood get busy, reader decides to visit other people out there, something they do all the time. When the demigods realize that reader is spending more time with the humans, they get worried and jealous, and to win them back, they decide to make a "demigods sleepover"(with blue food).

The news about the PJO series has me all kinds of anxious and since I'll retire once the show is out, I should dedicate my time to go out with a bang -Danny

Keep you around —(Platonic GN!Reader) 

Everyone knows that people rarely keep around the friends they make during summer camp. For demigods, though, preferring someone from outside camp is the real oddity.

That’s why when you began to show increasing interest in your mortal friends, the ones at camp feared your heart was no longer attached to them.

“Are you guys telling me no one knows what Y/N’s doing?” Leo frowned. “They’ve been at camp for a whole week! Have we all been ignoring them?”

“It’s not like that,” Percy frowned. “Y/N knows we love them, but all of us have things going on— right?”

He was looking at Annabeth looking for approval, she bit her lip.

“Well, we’ve been busy... but I don’t know if that’s even a good excuse.”

“I’m not trying to give an excuse—”

“Sounds like you are.”

“Look, Leo,” Nico leaned forward. “You’re acting like this is a crime while I don’t see Y/N here giving us the stink eye. They don’t care.”

“Exactly!” The boy said anxiously. “If they don’t care, that means we’re no longer their best friends! Are you guys okay with that for real?”

Percy and Annabeth shared a look. No, of course they weren’t okay with that thought. Y/N had been there for them since they were all kids, they were always helping, always present at the big moments...

Nico also looked down, after all they’d gone through the last thing he wanted was to lose another friend, specially Y/N, them being one of their favorites.

“Alright, what do you suggest, then?” Percy gave in. “We can’t just leave camp and look for Y/N, and we can’t kidnap—”

“No no, Y/N will come to us,” Leo fixed his posture, he smirked. “I have a plan.”

You walked out of the car with your backpack hanging from one shoulder. Thalia’s pine tree welcomed you to your second home, but that wasn’t the only thing that was standing right at the edge of camp.

Percy and Nico waved at you, the latter was holding a sign with your name and ‘welcome back!’ written on it, Will’s handwriting impossible to mistake for somebody else’s. Percy offered you a doughnut with blue icing the moment you got to the top.

“Guys!” You said brightly, taken by surprise by the sweet greetings. “What’s going on? It’s not my birthday yet!”

Nico gave you a casual smile. “We just felt like giving you a surprise— not a crime is it?”

“Come, the others are waiting,” Percy seized your wrist and dragged you toward the cabins.

“The others?” Your eyes brightened. “Wait, is everyone here?”

“Yeah!”

“That’s amazing! Oh my gods, it’s been so long since we’ve all been together!” You tried to hold back your excitement, but looking at the large group of people standing right in front of your cabin, your stomach twisted in glee.

You wondered what miracle had to happen for all of them to be able to show up. It’d been about a year since you’d seen all of them together. 

“Look at this, Y/N!” Leo said proudly, stretching his arms out as if your group of friends were one of his personal creations. “We’ve been talking and we realized we have been neglecting each other a bit too much, so we organized a sleepover!”

You tilted your head. “Isn’t that what we always do? I mean, we sleep in bunkbeds and—”

“Y/N, c’mon don’t use common sense,” Leo frowned. “We’re trying to rekindle the flames of friendship.”

You snorted. “Right. Sorry. What’ve you got there, Annabeth?”

The girl showed you the bag she was carrying and smiled. “Bunch of our favorite movies. We have a long weekend ahead of us.”

“I brought snacks,” Percy said proudly. 

“More like your mom sent us snacks,” Thalia corrected. 

“Well yeah, but she wouldn’t have if I hadn’t told her what we wanted to do.”

“Isn’t it time for you to buy your own candy?” Jason teased him. “You’re a big boy.”

“Shut up, Sparky.”

“Anyway,” Leo walked up to you and put an arm around your shoulders. “If you could please follow me to the big house...”

“No, no! I’m done!” You gasped, the muscles in your stomach burning thanks to all the laughter. “I’m done playing UNO with you! You’re cheating!”

“I’m not!”

“I can see the cards you hid in your belt!”

Piper looked down at the edge of her jeans and cursed under her breath.

“In my defense, Leo taught me the trick!”

“I’m not even playing right now!” The boy scowled from his seat, he and Jason were playing video games because they didn’t have enough cards for the whole group.

“You don’t seem too upset about Piper’s actions,” Nico pointed out with a smirk.

“Oh, I’m not,” You smiled. “I’m too happy about seeing you all together, nothing can piss me off today.”

“Glad to hear that.”

“I’m just happy to see you,” Leo added. “You’ve been hanging out with your mortal friends for a whole week, I was starting to think you no longer love us!”

“Well, you guys have been busy with all your projects and I didn’t want to distract you,” You avoided their gazes. “But I get it, you all have lives...”

“And you’re part of ‘em,” Piper patted your hand. “Sorry if we somehow made you think you were getting in the way.”

“Yeah, we didn’t mean it,” Percy ruffled your hair. “We hope you still want to keep us around?”

“Obviously,” You grinned.

Annabeth approached and handed you a bowl full of your favorite chips, she handed another bowl to Percy, though that one had blue gummy bears.

“It’s move time, guys,” The girl announced. “Come on!”

You made your way to the tv room, snuggling in between Piper and Leo. Annabeth pressed play and you discovered they’d decided to watch your favorite movie first.

Yes, it’s a known fact that people don’t keep their childhood friends around in most cases, but if you’re lucky enough, friends turn into family if you give them time— and everyone knows you’re the luckiest demigod.

[imonthinice]

The Criminal Psychology Majors, Jason Todd x Fem!Reader Part 18/?

Word Count: 2.5k

Author's Note: Y/N - your name, A/N - any name (your best friend's name)

Warnings: Mentions of court, mentions of Jason's injuries, swearing, No beta bitch we die like Jason Todd

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8) (Part 9) (Part 10) (Part 11) (Part 12) (Part 13) (Part 14) (Part 15) (Part 16) (Part 17) (Part 18) (Part 19) (Part 20)

Jason walked out in a few minutes, just in his boxers. She looked at him before letting out a slight laugh at the absurdity of it.

"Don't laugh, you're the one who tore my clothes."

She sighed, "And you're going to have to go home in torn boxers, Bruce is going to kill you."

"God, don't remind me," he said before sitting beside her.

She laughed, "You could just not go home?"

"I wish. But I have a life. You have a life."

"It's unfortunate, isn't it. Can't spend all day with you but you're all I want to do."

"Funny."

"Thank you, I really tried," she thought, "You remember how I seem to have a fascination with vigilantes?"

"Yes, why?"

"I remembered why. So, when I was in high school, graduating year, I had law class. I was bored, so I did law, don't question it," she laughed. "Anyway, in my law class, they split us into groups. Specifically, Pro-Justice-League-Association and Anti-Justice-League-Association."

"Pro and Anti?"

"Yeah, apparently it was relevant? I guess the JLA doesn't use conventional methods to get evidence? Don't care though. Anyway, I was on the side of Pro, obviously."

"Obviously."

"Wait I'm not done! By the end of the class, I had debated every member of the Anti team and converted them. It actually introduced me to the Robin-Forums, which is just smack dab full of conspiracies."

"Robin-Forums?"

"Oh my god? You don't know those? You're all over them. Some people are convinced you're Kid Flash, some are convinced you're Robin, it's crazy."

"That is crazy but seems funny. What about my family?"

"Someone in my class posted "Why Clark Kent is Batman: An Essay" which has like, 20k likes? It's very popular."

"Well, I swear he isn't Batman. He's just very fond of the night."

"That's what I said, but that man is convinced otherwise."

"You would know if any of us were vigilantes. We're not good at hiding secrets."

"I'm sure you have your secrets, I just find it funny people think you have time to be Kid Flash."

"People spend all their time worrying about me, when will it end?"

"Ha! That's fair. Tabloids running your name probably doesn't help the conspiracies."

"I remember one of my ex-friends from high school mentioned me being Kid Flash, I was so confused, I guess it makes sense now. I'm going to have to show everyone that. They'll get a kick out of it."

"I bet they would. I'm waiting for the day I'm on it as someone who's a hero. Hoping they say I'm Wonder Woman or something. I think it would be funny."

"You get Miss Martin because everyone thinks you're too beautiful to be human."

"Aw. That's so corny that I hate it! Well done."

"Thank you. I learned it from Dick."

"Of course you did."

"Where else would I learn it from?"

"If you're genuinely asking, the internet, probably."

"That's fair. That's completely fair. I think Dick learns a lot of his lines from the internet, honestly."

"Oh yeah, there's no way he comes up with everything on his own. No way."

"So, what other dumb stories do you have?"

"Well, I think my sister is either a vigilante or really, really, weird."

"You think your sister is a vigilante?"

"Okay so, she's a businesswoman. No big deal, right? Wrong. She's always out, more often than she has to be, she's always spending nights away from home."

"That doesn't mean anything."

"Okay well Adrianna, Aria, whatever you want to call her, she's being suspicious."

"I'm sure you're looking too far into it."

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The Night Jason Was Stabbed.

Aria clutched the scythe in her life hand. She had failed. She had worn her best dresses that she could hide beneath her capes, she had drugged him, she had stabbed him 6 bloody times, and he had still survived!

She was angry. She walked up to the Red Hood on his time off while he was catching a drink, looking stressed. She didn't care if he accepted her offer to go to her room, she just cared about that moment. The one where she could slip in the crushed-up pills and no one would stop her.

And she had done it. She waited until after he chugged the whole drink to strike. He was stumbling around, like an idiot. She hit his head with the back of her blade, knocking him to the ground where she proceeded to stab him 6 times in his right side.

She kissed his forehead before leaving, which required her to removed her mask a bit, saying "Goodnight, sweet Prince," before running into the darkness.

But the blue one, Nightwing. He got to the Red Hood before he could die. And she was pissed. All that hard work, just for him to not even die.

The scythe was still bloodied from the Red Hood. Her lips were still warm from his forehead. But now, he had possibly seen her face! Her plans were foiled every way when of her goblins came up to her.

"Ma'am, your weapon."

She passed it over without second thought. She wanted it rid of the blood of a living man, she wanted it soaked in the blood of a dead man.

Her plague doctor mask fell a bit as she began to tear up. She had failed. She had never failed at knocking "Heroes" down a peg.

Call it crazy, but she knew the fights between her and the Red Hood were far from over. She even felt as they'd grow closer.

As she looked at the walls covered in the photos of the vigilantes of the world, she knew this was only the first battle. The war was hers. They didn't know what was going to hit them.

But there was an issue. Her sister, Y/N had become close with one of the Waynes. She needed the Waynes to get to the "Heroes" which meant possibly hurting her sister.

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"I hope I'm looking too far into it."

She wasn't.

One night when they were both 17, it was just Aria and Y/N in the house when Y/N was awoken by a loud crash from the downstairs window.

She went to investigate, bat in hand, to find her sister, stumbling over the coffee table. Bleeding out and clutching her side from the blood. Stabbed.

Y/N took no hesitation to take care of Aria. Stitching her up like they had as kids when Y/N would sitch up Aria after shut cut herself on skates, or if Y/N ran straight into a car.

Those images still dance in Y/N's mind to this day. Something was up with the way that her sister had a mask, a long bird-Esque plague doctor mask. A cloak. Knives. Guns. A scythe.

The best outcome would be her sister was attacked while LARPing in the park. The worst? She was a villain. Midway? A hero of the night, a vigilante. Anything was better than a villain.

If only she knew the pain Aria had caused her until this point. The fact that Aria was the one who drugged and tried to kill Jason. The pieces of the story were unravelling in front of everyone's eyes, they just needed to connect them properly.

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Aria had a plan. Kidnap her sister and her lover's family. Get ransom. Get them hurting. Locate the "Heroes". The only issue was that Y/N would recognise the cloak, the mask. She knew the get-up.

Aria was not about to redesign her entire outfit for the sake of not alerting her sister. She figured it would be unlikely that Y/N would focus on the cloak when she's being used for ransom money.

Or at least she hoped. She wasn't certain her plan would even work. Breaking into the Wayne Manor, after one of the kids had been stabbed, in a mugging was going to be difficult.

They had employed security, something that was never common at the Wayne Manor before this moment. She was upset. If only her sister had met the Waynes before the stabbing.

Then she thought.

Red Hood is a Wayne?

It made sense, sure. They got stabbed at the same time. But was it reasonable? She didn't know. Why would an 18-20-year-old be a vigilante? He couldn't even legally drink?

She thought it didn't make sense. That the Red Hood was never, could never be the Wayne kid. But if he was, what could that mean?

She was certain he wasn't. But the thoughts swirled in her mind as if beckoning her to come to the conclusion.

She was crazy, she knew that. She was obviously crazy, she became the villain, the opposite of her twin in every way. She was insane. Arkham would like her. But there was something about the Red Hood being a Wayne that kept coming back to her. Haunting her like the night she was stabbed by Green Arrow back in Metropolis.

She was on their radar. They knew her. They would come to get the Waynes.

She knew the Justice League Association knew of her. But the people didn't. This stunt would make the people know of her.

The name Hour will ring through the streets of Gotham. The streets of Metropolis. Smallville. Anywhere she could get her hands on. She would begin her reign of terror.

No one could stop her now.

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Jason had left after Bruce had called him. She assumed he needed to work or one of his siblings did a dumbass move. It was upsetting that they couldn't spend every moment together, but she knew that it was par for the course with Jason.

She was bored. She didn't have a job, her parents paid her bills if she focused on school. But she wasn't something to do, a reason to be having down days. She knew school gave her this, but it wasn't like it was every damn day.

A job would be every damn day. Hopefully. A reason to do so much in her life.

She figured she could work at Wayne Enterprises. But she didn't want to be that girl. The one who's fucking the CEO and is subsequently untouchable. You can't befriend her and talk sit, she'll tattle.

She wanted to be a normal working person. A colleague, not a boss.

Wayne Enterprises was a last resort for her. If she couldn't get hired anywhere else, she'd go apply thee. You don't fuck company property, she thought.

But she also thought fucking Wanye Enterprises "Property" was fun. and no one was really going to stop her, not even Bruce. Even though Bruce tried to lecture her and Jason, there was only so much he'd do. Barbara and Dick both worked at Wayne Enterprises and hadn't been reprimanded for that.

And obviously, they were having sex. They had been together for a while, Jason said.

Which, obviously they were having sex if they were together for that long.

She scrolled a little while for jobs, marking down a few she'd look further into. Not really anything exciting, she was still young, 1st year in college, a freshman. Not many prestigious places would hire someone her age. Especially while they're still in school.

There were only unpaid intern jobs in her field. And she wasn't about to fuck with not getting paid, even if it was her line of schooling. She didn't think it was worth it to put all of your efforts into a job that you weren't getting paid for.

A lot of kids thought her way, including her sister. Both of them grew up thinking that getting paid for work was necessary, her parents had always told them that. Even if her parents had strict religious views, they would still back her up if someone wasn't paying her, even if they fell out.

She thought if Bruce felt the same, that kids should be paid for what they do. He figured he did since he employed all of his kids once they were old enough to work at Wayne Enterprises.

She noticed Lexcorp, who had recently put up a building in Gotham, was hiring. She thought it would be funny if she went to work for her boyfriend's dad's competitor. She was tempted.

Worst comes to worst, she'd be a Lexcorp employee.

She, of course, would have to dress up for these interviews, and she had the clothes to do so, but she didn't, per se, want to wear them.

She also didn't want to go outside when trials were still raging. So, she figured she'd call Christopher's parents about getting him a lawyer and then scroll the pages for shopping. His parents finally had the time to deal with their son, because Christopher didn't want to interrupt his parents with him being an idiot.

She dialled.

"Hello?" his mom asked.

"Hey, Laura. It's Y/N."

"Y/N! Sweetheart, we've been wondering about you ever since, you know."

"Yeah, yeah. We can talk about it later I swear. So, I already told you about what Christopher did, right?"

"You did."

"He needs a lawyer, the man is pressing charges."

"Well, that's stupid. He has no right."

"Apparently he does."

"We'll get Christopher a lawyer. But how are you, darling?"

"I'm okay. Could be a hell of a lot better. I have faith in the court system."

"We're all worried about you, kiddo. You've wrapped yourself up in a lot of a mess recently."

"I know. It's weird. But I swear I'm strong enough to pull through, you've known me for what, 13 years? Give or take? I know how to handle myself."

"That doesn't mean we can't worry."

"I know, new city, new people. I swear behind the scandals I'm in that I actually have friends."

"I assume we'll meet this Jason eventually?"

"Eventually. We need to find the time between court dates, work. Adulting."

"You don't have a job?"

"Jason does. And I'm thinking about getting one to pass the time."

"Working to pass the time is a new thing, fascinating, you kids are."

"Nothing can make sense of all these things I've done, I know."

"Those sound like song lyrics."

"Sometimes songs are the best way to get all your thoughts compiled into one place, you know. I starred as Katherine Howard, Laura. I know how to convey emotion through art."

"I know. That's still one of the performances Metropolis holds on to, you know."

"I wish they didn't. But it is what it is."

"It's a good performance, kiddo."

She laughed, "Anyway. You get onto that lawyer. Christopher needs it right now."

"I will. Be safe. We love you."

"I love you lot."

Click. She thought about Christopher, and the bullshit he went through to save her.

She brushed the thoughts off and pulled out her journal. Scribbling down her sister's bird mask. She couldn't get that off of her mind. She could have sworn her sister made the thing out of actual bone.

It was like she threw a steampunk aesthetic into a plague doctor. She was certain there was more to it that she didn't know.

Literally Aria LMFAO