#blackfire x reader

[megantheestallion-ismypresident]

I don't see a lot of writers writing for teen titans, I prefer the Teen Titans 2003 version, like I've been looking and there's not alot so i was thinking if anything can write it or not I'll just write on my own, but pls can someone write for teen titans for me. Here's a list of characters that I wanna see ppl write for

1. Robin

(My man, my man, my man, he's so fine I had a crush on this nigga when I was little bruh, omg!! 😫😫🫶🫶🫶🫶)

2. Starfire

( she's so pretty asf. omg her relationship with Robin is so cute, like, omg she's so sweet and adorable too, I love her 💗 💖)

3. Raven

( bruh, I can't believe ot but, she's the reason that I'm gay, like she is such a baddie bruh, omg, like I love her so bad!!!)

4. Cyborg

(I love cyborg he's criminally underrated. Nobody really talks about him, and I don't see a lot of fanfics on him, tbh.)

5. Beast boy

( My fav character of the show, I love him badly, like, he's so underrated asf, he's funny,goofy, I lowkey relate to him.

6. Terra

6. Now her betraying beast boy and the titans had me fucked up when I was younger, but she was Lowkey misunderstood, I still like her as a character tho.

7. Red x

( my man, my man, my man, my man, he needed more screentime honestly, he was so fine omg I wanted him so badly)

8. Blackfire

(She is so fine asf, she may not be the best sister, but she was so fine, the chokehpld she had me like....)

9. He was fine as lowkey, I wasn't too crazy but him, but he was fine as hell.)

[fandom-go-round]

Hello. Can I request Blackfire with S/O, who's leader of alien crime syndicate?

Your relationship is nonexistent to people who don’t know what’s going on. Why would the leader of an entire plant waste her time on you? Sure, you might be unique because of the make-up of your crew but you’re small fry. At least according to the people not in the know. Blackfire likes to keep you hidden, her ace in the hole and you’re more than happy to support.

You control big business on the planet and everything in the vicinity. The backing of the royal family is behind you, quietly, and that makes it easy to expand into different parts of the universe. Blackfire’s jobs take priority, even when other business deals are being done. You’re her first line of defense and investigation; easier to get things done when you don’t have to worry about optics.

It can be hard to find time for each other; more often than not, you’re off planet and she can’t leave unless there’s a political reason. There have been a few ‘kidnappings’ over the years and you’ve snuck into the palace more than once. Some of her closer advisors are getting suspicious but you’re not too worried. Even if you can’t be with her 100% of the time, it’s worth the ache to see her tired face over a video call.

You love running a crime syndicate. There’s no way around it; being in charge and making the hard calls gets your blood pumping. Sneaking past the goodie two shoes and making cash? Sign you the fuck up. Blackfire thinks that it’s charming, even if your greed can make her roll her eyes. You always listen to her first and money second. You’ve never been tempted to betray her and never will; why would you break up with the best partner you’ve ever had? No one pays like the royal family after all.

[lxverrings]

Guys, I’m sorry about your requests, I’ve been meaning to do them, truly. However, my ex girlfriend hit me with literally a thesis statement as a confession and boy does this feel like a stupid chapter from Episode on hold. I’m very sorry to my beautiful asks, especially Solecito out there, because I’ve been DYING to write. However, due to this mishap, I think I’m a little too altered to write smut (also I’m demi sexual...might take a bit...). So I might write a few other fics. Here, shoot me with something guys! I’ll make a short series and maybe smut at the end of it!

Wow and I like fictional men... What a weirdo, sorry guys

[nosyrobin]

||BEING THE LITTLE BROTHER OF STARFIRE AND BLACKFIRE HEADCANNONS||

Pair: slight robin x reader and beast boy x reader

Running from home to land onto the planet earth, finding your big sister Starfire! You’re happy, you’re overwhelmed with joy! Your big sister blackfire had lied saying that Starfire had basically died. But now you know it was all a lie.

Speaking the native language of Tamaran, the team was just looking confused. Starfire then pointed to Robin. You nodded with a smile and kissed the boy wonder who seemed shocked. He felt shivers go down his spine when the kiss ended. “Hello friends! I am Y/N!” Robin, still in shock while the others introduced themselves.

It took some time for Robin to observe you, a Tamaranean male who looks similar to Starfire herself. Your outfit was either the same like Starfire’s but masculine or a mixture of whatever you were wearing. Either way, he set you up for a test to see how far you can go. Starfire was so happy to see her friends liking her little brother. She immediately showed you the condiment of mustard, telling you it’s amazing. Robin and the others weee disgusted seeing the alien siblings drink mustard with a happy smile.

Robin is easily impressed by your powers just like Starfire’s, he knows he couldn’t be impressed. But the way you use your powers was just something he couldn’t help but smile.

Robin doesn’t mind you being around, with months going by he still ask how you are doing on earth and how you are.

Robin stares, memorized whenever you pull off a trick you learned yourself

Beast bro is sometimes seen as a small animal on your lap, you let him and coo. Making him rub himself against your body with a goofy smile.

Beast boy jokingly calls you “Prince, my Prince, my majesty.” And such, all because you are also Royal like your sisters. Though he couldn’t help but blush when you kiss his cheek in gratitude for making you laugh.

He’s definitely gonna buy a joke book.

You and Starfire mixed together are a dangerous combo, especially with Tamaranean fighting tactics.

It’s been months with you staying here, Robin didn’t want to immediately make you an official member of the team. But with how you showed your loyalty and love for the team and team members. He pulled you aside, a soft smile on his face as he puts a communicator with a T on it.

You were officially the newest member of the team!

[pretty-sparkle-bomb]

Hi author! What do you think a Bakugo x Reader (with a quirk like Blackfire's) would look like?

Obviously she's gonna be stronger than him...language transfer, if you know what i mean.

It's okay if you don't want to respond!

-Anon

Lemme know what you think! I tried my best! Taglist: Open

Bakugo X Blackfire!Reader

When he met you for the first time, everything changed. He was amazed and threatened at the same time. You were so much stronger than him - and that was saying a lot, considering that he was at the top of his class.

Bakugo Katsuki prided himself on being the strongest, the fiercest, and the best. No one at U.A. could match his explosive power or his relentless drive to be the number one hero.

And then you appeared out of nowhere, joined the class in the middle of the year and somehow, somehow, managed to beat him in every aspect possible.

And Bakugo hated it. He hated your confident attitude and the way everyone was drawn to you. He hated that you beat him when it came to answering questions in class and he most certainly hated the fact that you were so overpowered.

He hates remembering the first time you both met...

You had walked onto the training grounds, next to All Might, causing the students there to gape in awe.

"1-A!" All Might had a fist in the air as he spoke. "Meet your newest addition, Young Y/n!" his voice boomed across the field, causing everyone to stare at you.

On instinct, your hands glowed, shiny lilac starbolts in either palm and your eyes gleamed the same colour as you rose into the air, a minimal display of your power.

Suddenly, All Might rushed infront of you as you spoke in a different language, one only a few students there understood. "She speaks English!" Kirishima shouted, grabbing onto Mina's shoulders and shaking her back and fourth.

"No shit." Bakugo rolled his eyes. You were starting to piss him off already.

You looked at the male, eyes dimming before returning to normal and then, in a swift move, you flew infront of him, causing the male to glare at you as your feet hit the ground. "Somethin' on my face, Princess?" he asked, smirking at you.

"You will do perfectly." your sentence caught him off guard. But the cherry on top of the cake was when you grabbed his hero costume and gave him a searing hot kiss. The entire class was in shock at the bold burst of movement from you.

Bakugo froze, the heat from your kiss sending shockwaves through him. He yanked himself away, eyes wide with anger and something else.

"The hell was that?" he demanded, wiping his mouth aggressively with the back of his palm, as if you were some pest.

"Aw, man. You ruined my lipgloss!" you whined in perfect Japanese, causing even Aizawa and Midnight who stood there to open their mouths with huge question marks over their heads.

"Language Assimilation. Needed to learn Japanese quickly. You seemed like a good choice." you shrugged as All Might sweatdropped in the background.

"Yes...L/n learns new languages through...well, lip-contact." he tried to explain and you noticed a greenette started to mumble as he wrote down in a notebook.

"Y/n kissed Bakugo!" A bunch of hushed whispers erupted from the class in a frenzie. Bakugo could feel the embarrassment explode across his face in a red hue.

"You… you think you can just do that and get away with it?!" Bakugo snarled, his fists sparking with small explosions.

"Oh? Little boom-boom boy over here thinks he can challenge me?" You teased as the whispers around you halted.

"Mr. Aizawa, do I have permission to fight and obviously beat this student in a quirk match?" you asked the teacher and he just replied with a small "whatever" as he dropped to sleep in his beanie.

Bakugo scoffed, though there was a hint of a smirk on his lips. "You're looking at the best right here. You think you can take me on?"

Without a word, you extended your hand, and a burst of energy shot out, obliterating a nearby training dummy. The power and immaculate precision of your attack left the crowd in stunned silence. Bakugo's eyes widened, just for a moment, before his competitive nature kicked in.

"Not bad," he admitted, his tone begrudging. You cackled. "Oh honey, that was just a warm-up."

He launched himself at you, explosions propelling him forward with incredible speed. You didn't flinch. With a swift motion, you summoned a black-bolt shield, effortlessly deflecting his attack. Bakugo landed, skidding to a halt, his mind racing.

"Is that all you got?" you taunted, a playful smile on your lips. "I expected more from the top student."

Bakugo growled, frustration and admiration swirling within him. He unleashed a series of rapid explosions, each one more powerful than the last. But you moved with grace and agility, dodging and countering with blasts of your own.

He charged forward, explosions propelling him at breakneck speed. You met his attack head-on, your superhuman strength and durability allowing you to withstand his assaults. The both of you clashed, the impact sending shockwaves through the area.

"You’re not holding back," you noted, a smile tugging at your lips. "Good. Neither am I."

With a burst of speed, you flew up into the sky, Bakugo hot on your heels. You unleashed a series of bolt bursts, the energy snapping and booming with each release. Bakugo dodged most, but one caught him off guard, sending him spiraling momentarily before he regained control.

"Nice shot," he grunted, wiping a trickle of sweat from his brow. "But try this!"

He unleashed a massive explosion, the heat and force of it roaring towards her. You formed a massive bolt wave, the energy meeting the explosion head-on. For a moment, the two forces struggled against each other, neither giving an inch.

Then, with a tremendous effort, you pushed forward, your wave overpowering Bakugo’s blast. He was sent flying back, landing hard, his back getting flown into a nearby wall.

"Impressive!" you whistled, flying up to him and outstretching a hand. Bakugo groaned and looked up at you before smacking your hand away.

"I don't need any of your fuckin' help." he sneered, limping back to the building.

Bakugo limped back toward the building, seething with rage. The rest of the class was still in shock, murmuring among themselves about the intensity of the battle and the sheer power you had displayed.

You watched him go, an amused smile on your lips. "He's got spirit," you said to no one in particular, floating gently back to the ground.

"That was amazing, Y/n!" Kirishima exclaimed, rushing over to you with wide eyes. "I’ve never seen Bakugo pushed back like that!"

Mina nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, you totally rocked it out there!"

You shrugged nonchalantly, the lilac glow from your hands fading. "Just doing what I do best."

Aizawa stirred from his beanie, eyes opening just a sliver. "Alright, that's enough for today," he said, his voice a mix of exhaustion and annoyance.

Meanwhile, Bakugo stalked into the locker room, still fuming. He slammed his fist into the nearest locker, causing a dent. "Damn it!" he growled. "Who the hell does she think she is?"

"Hey, man, calm down," Kirishima said, entering the room and placing a hand on Bakugo’s shoulder. "She’s strong, yeah, but it’s not like you to get this worked up over one fight."

Bakugo shrugged off his hand, glaring at his friend. "It’s not just one fight, damn it." He punched the locker again for emphasis, causing the poor thing to dent with the impact.

Kirishima sighed. "Look, maybe instead of getting angry, you should try to learn from her. She’s got some serious skills. Imagine how strong you could be if you combined what you know with what you could learn from her."

Bakugo stared at Kirishima for a moment, then looked away, grumbling. "I don’t need to learn from anyone. I’ll beat her. Just wait."

Over the next few weeks, Bakugo found himself constantly competing with you. In every training session, every class, you were there, effortlessly surpassing him.

Your Blackfire quirk was a spectacle, with your bolt blasts and shields, your superhuman agility and strength, and your mastery of deception and combat. You were, in every sense, a powerhouse.

But what infuriated him the most was how you never seemed to boast or gloat. You were confident but never arrogant, always helping others when needed. The other students were drawn to your charisma and strength, and even Bakugo had to admit, grudgingly, that you were a natural leader.

One afternoon, after a particularly grueling training session where you had once again outperformed him, Bakugo stormed off to a secluded part of the training grounds, his emotions boiling over. He started throwing explosions at the practice dummies, venting his frustration.

"You know, Katsuki" your voice cut through the noise, and he turned to see you hovering nearby.

'Who told you to call me that!'

Your arms were crossed, "anger won't make you stronger."

Bakugo finally snapped. "That’s it!" he shouted, explosions crackling in his palms. "I’m not letting you show me up anymore!"

You hovered in the air, crossing your arms. "Oh? And what do you plan to do about it?"

"Fight me. Right here, right now. No holding back," he demanded, his eyes blazing with determination.

You considered for a moment before nodding. "Alright, but remember, you asked for this."

The rest of the class gathered around, sensing the tension and the impending showdown. Aizawa, standing to the side, sighed but didn’t intervene.

The fight began explosively, with Bakugo launching himself at you with all his might. You met his attacks with your bolt blasts, each collision sending shockwaves through the training grounds.

With one swift move, you used your bolts and eye beams to make a circle around the both of you. The air was opaque, impossible to see through. Bakugo looked around confused.

The world dissolved into sparkly darkness. Bakugo, momentarily stunned, clawed at the impenetrable darkness surrounding him. "What the hell did you do?!" he roared, explosions erupting from his palms, only to fizzle harmlessly within the dome.

Silence. Then, a soft sound, like fabric brushing against fabric, right beside his ear. Before he could react, a pair of warm lips pressed against his.

He froze, his mind a whirlwind. One moment he was locked in a fierce battle, the next he was… being kissed? He pulled back instinctively, but you was already gone, a whoosh of air announcing your departure. Bakugo stumbled back, bewildered by the sudden intimacy and the confusing tangle of emotions it left behind.

His eyes fell on a scrap of paper lying at his feet, fluttering gently in the breeze. He snatched it up, recognizing the neat handwriting. Unfolding it, he saw a few words in a flowing script.

"Appelez-moi - Y/n" followed by a string of numbers and a short sentence.

Bakugo's brow furrowed. Appelez-moi? It sounded vaguely familiar. Then it hit him. French. He'd been absentmindedly flipping through a beginner's French textbook the other day, a leftover habit from his middle school days.

'Call me.'

Something unfamiliar ignited in his gut. Were you… flirting with him? A warm hue coated the tips of his ears, accompanied by the lingering warmth on his lips and the frantic pounding in his chest refused to be ignored. He crumpled the paper in his fist.

"Damn it, Y/n," he growled and shoved the crumpled paper into his pocket. This wasn't over. He wouldn't let you get away with this.

He'd train harder, become stronger. He'd prove to you, to everyone, that he was the best. And maybe, just maybe, when the dust settled and he stepped off of the field, claiming an injury, he might just pull out that crumpled paper and decipher the rest of that damn French phrase.

[kekothe-great]

”Nightmares”

Rachel Roth x Fem! Reader

warnings: some swearing, fluff

It was midnight when Rachel’s nightmare started, she woke up crying and in a cold sweat. She had never been this scared because of a nightmare before, she got up and went to your room. She opens your door to see you sleeping peacefully, or so she thought, she walks over to you and lays beside you, cuddling into your warm body. “Mh why the hell are you up?” You mumbled sleepily as you were almost asleep “nightmares” she mumbled as you wrapped your arms around her. “Fuck” you muttered “you can sleep with me until they go away” you say as you drift off to sleep again. She smiled softly at you “thank you” she mumbled before she closed her eyes, falling asleep in your arms, staying in the same spot all night.

[bloodandthestars]

brain fog got hands, but so does he 😋

— “How many times do I have to catch you staring for you to realize you’re terrible at being subtle?”

coming soon. 🫶🏽

edit: DAMN YALL BLEW THIS UP- here it is. taglist can still be possible for future oneshots/series. I have plenty of Miguel ideas for oneshots wise

[real-hot-grl-shi]

Voice claims for my main mha ocs!!

Amorette!! @amorettexoxo

dub voice: Lottie from princess and the frog sub voice: Mitsuri from demon slayer

singing voice: Brandy, Flo Milli, Pink pantheress?

Roxie!!! @blaxkfirre

dub voice: Panty from panty and stocking

sub voice: Nobara from jjk

singing voice: Nicki Minaj?, Megan Thee Stallion, SZA??

Raven!! - does not have a acc yet! dub voice: Mei Mei from JJK

Sub voice: Bayonetta from Bayonetta

Singing voice: Summer walker?, Whitney Houston

[idecidedtowriteig]

Sweet Nothings

Gar Logan x Reader

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff (tiny bit of angst)

I do not write NSFW

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His eyes were a dazzling honey brown, that you could just stare into for hours on end. His smile was ravishingly alluring, to you so at least, but you could see the others agree when they looked at him just the same– not much so as in love– but more so in delight. He cheered everyone up, and you were totally head over heels for him, not that you would admit it anyway– only in the deepest depths of your heart. Or so you thought– but Rachel had accidentally read your mind once– of how much you truly loved and appreciated Gar, so much so that they secretly shipped you and Gar together. 

It was hard for Rachel to not confess what they knew to you and squeal in glee about how cute you and Gar would be together. However, all Rachel had to do– was sit back, relax and wait for the magic of fate to happen (or so help her, Trigon). Fate decided to play its cards for once, and give Rachel, Y/n, and Gar the thing they had all been hoping for…

First it came with a handwritten note…

This had been after Y/n had a hard enough day that they broke down crying in front of everyone. Everything just seemed to go wrong that day, Red Hood and Crane (or the Craniac and Y/n liked to call him) attacked. Just everything seemed to fall apart– and no matter what Y/n did, they thought it was never good enough. But Gar thought it was enough. Dick thought it was enough, Rachel, Donna, Kori, and the others did too. The Titans’ all had each other's back. 

Dick did try to give some words of encouragement– but not without a bit of awkwardness- since it was hard for him to express his emotions himself. Kori gave a great pep talk, Blackfire had tried her best to cheer you up- in her own rigid stiff way– shared about how she conquered her enemies. Rachel talked some, trying to comfort you, but not really knowing how to do that best. Gar felt bad, and didn’t know what to do exactly, either…. So, he decided to leave you a note… 

“Dear Y/n,

I think you did great today, and so does the rest of the team.

 You are one of the sweetest people on this team, and it really 

hurt to see you cry today. I know the Titan's work can be hard,

 it also gets to my mind sometimes. The Jason thing does too, and it hurts how he just left us like that… 

But I want you to know, we’ve all got your back! 

P.S. Also, meet me in the Kitchen later (I'll text you when) I have a surprise!”

-BB (Gar) :)

—

9:00 PM

Beast Boy: I have the surprise ready! :) 

Y/n: I’m on my way :)

—-

Y/n soon entered the kitchen looking around, when they saw a paper sack labeled, "Gotham's Custard & Ice Creamery”' in bold pink and blue letters. They let out a big smile, as Gar grinned happily, “Rachel told me this was your favorite place! And I was trying to find a way to cheer you up…” He blushes a little bit, eyes meeting yours, but then looking bashfully off to the side. 

You beamed in disbelief, “Gar…” you said, smiling and opening the sack to see your favorite ice cream flavor. You smile, “You didn’t have to!” You say hugging him on instinct. Gar smiles delightedly, hugging back, “Well, I knew you just had a hard day….” He laughs sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. 

“There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you….” He mumbles– but not incoherently to you. 

Then it came with a little trinket of your favorite animal….

You heard a soft knock on your door, soon opening it to see Gar holding a little trinket of your favorite animal. You smiled, wondering for a second why he brought it here, but happy to see him explain– or ramble about why. 

Gar beams happily, “So I saw this at an antique shop I passed by! And isn’t it the cutest thing? It was only 5 dollars and I thought it might make your day better. Plus I know it's your favorite animal, I couldn’t resist.” He laughs sheepishly, handing you the small trinket. 

You stared at it happily and hugged him, “Man, I’m really going to have to start buying you stuff too.” You tease. 

Gar smiles, “On the house?” He laughs. 

At last, it came with a beautiful red rose…

Gar smiles, holding out a rose, “Look at this! It almost matches the color of your– lips… Not to be weird or anything!– Anyway, it just looks… pretty like you…” He grins, handing the rose to you– you noticed he had cut off the thorns beforehand.  Gar smiles, “I uh– also have something to ask you. I’m sorry if this makes everything weird….” He laughs nervously. 

His face soon turns a light shade of pink as he gulps, then asks you confidently, “Y/n… will you go on a date with me? I mean, would you uhh… possibly?” You smiled at his cute antics and cupped his face gently with your hand, “Of course, Gar! You mean the world to me!” 

Rachel totally wasn’t watching you from the window and fangirling….. Totally not… 

[lucysarah-c]

Masterlist!

All my Levi x reader fanfics and Levi fanart

Art Commission: OPEN!

Writing Requests: CLOSED!

Headcanons and asks:

-> Little "toxic" things Levi does as a boyfriend

-> Levi dating a Swifty

-> Levi's s/o telling him she's pregnant

-> Virgin! Levi

-> Sexism in AoT

-> Homosexuality in AoT

-> Levi showing affection to his S/O in front of his kids

-> Levi having competition to wins your heart!

-> Canon! Levi (Scouts time) views on kids, marriage and romantic relationships

-> Alpha! Levi believes you would be a good mommy of his spawns

-> Wishing to be breed by Levi.

-> Levi accusing his partner of cheating?

-> Is Levi a virgin?

-> Is Levi conservative?

-> Levi's S/O with a contagious weird laugh

-> Levi in love

-> Connie having a crush on Levi's girlfriend

-> Levi reacting to his girlfriend giving birth

-> Petnames that Levi would use

-> Levi's reaction to his S/O getting assaulted NSFW

-> Levi's kinks

HEADCANONS MASTERLIST PART 2

I've reached the limit of this a single post by tumblr for links so. . . here's another masterlist lol.

One-Shots:

-> Ackerman’s blood

Levi fears for the first time that perhaps his Ackerman's powers aren't a bleassing when his son suffers the consequences of them. Dad! Levi x Reader

-> Stoppers (NSFW!!)

Levi feels overwhelming jealous and decides that there's nothing better to set things clear of who owns who than a good old fucking. Levi x Reader.

-> Criminal Record Part 1 - Part 2

Levi insist he has done worse things in his life than, perhaps, sleeping with a subordinate.

-> Traidor

2020 what a time to be alive. The snk character are doing the same as old of us trying to survive the lockdown... playing among us! Levi x reader.

-> Father’s day

Having a soldier as a father is never easy, way less when your father is Humanity's strongest soldier. Levi's kid has the perfect gift but perhaps it's not the perfect scenario. Dad! Levi x Mom! reader

-> Couple goals

Levi hates military's formal events and you know it. Both of you still make the perfect team.

-> Baby boy

Hang out with your higher-ups as you just become Levi's girlfriend. What's the worse thing that could happen? Spoiler alert: Eren is not going to forget about this... neither Erwin.

-> Scratches down his back NSFW-ish

Repeat after me, nothing good happens in the common showers unless it’s Levi sandwiching you with the wet wall. Sadly, this is not the case. So, nothing good will happen. 

-> Blackfire

Erwin insists that Levi should educate his squad on certain topics proper of their age. Levi isn't really convinced but Commander's orders are Commander's orders… However, Erwin didn't specify on what he should educate his bratty cadets about. Levi x reader!

-> ANGEL

You met Captain Levi while working as a teacher at one of the new orphanages that Queen Historia created. He seems so willying to help. (YANDERE! Levi x reader NSFW!!)

-> Tea time

Levi is deep down a huge gossip old lady. Levi x reader

-> An Old-fashioned Girl

You're a teen living her normal life until she travelled back on time to aot period.

-> Self-sabotage

Erwin begs Levi to buy him a coffee on his way to university. Having a crush in a barista is so hard when you don't like coffee. (Modern au! University student Levi having a crush on a barista)

-> Not in season? NSFW! Part 1 - Part 2

Winter had settled in, and the scouts were busy training and preparing for the prospects of spring, still far away, to retake Wall Maria. Despite the snow accumulating outside, the building was freezing cold, and the world had secluded itself until the temperature rose. So, why was Captain Levi boiling in his own body? Something felt off, but his mind was quickly slipping into insanity as he tried to find a rational explanation. OMEGAVERSE ALPHA LEVI X OMEGA READER.

-> Levi and the first encounter! Underground! Levi

Tales of Levi's life in the underground.

-> EXPLANATION OMEGAVERSE AU

-> Fifteen, what an age to be alive!

Steal your father's car! What could go wrong? Dad! Levi x Mom! Reader

-> Laundry Problems

Levi's a very stoic calm man. He always does laundry but as a unknown piece of clothe appear, Levi's life flash before his eyes. Levi x reader

-> Bed-head Levi

How are Captain Levi's mornings?

-> Boop! You've been chosen!

Levi and you decide to adopt a kitty.

-> My Teen! Levi's modern AU stories.

There's a lot of them so here's a link to all of them.

-> EUPHEMISMS (NSFW-ish)

Levi may not have attended school, but he knows a thing or two about pregnancy… and also periods. (Levi takes care of you during your period)

-> Transactional (PURE NSFW!!!)

When you go to ask Captain Levi for a promotion, it's important to remain humble.

-> Mother's smile (Dad! Levi angst)

Levi's son feels the pressure of being an Ackerman.

Little Pieces I Wrote (Self-Explanatory Titles).

-> Levi isn't romantic

-> Levi as a father part 1 part2

-> Unpopular aot opinions

-> Levi growing up in the underground 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8,

-> Levi's morning with happy ending NSFW

-> Sick clingy Levi NSFWish

-> Soft Levi NSFWish

-> Horny Levi x nurse! reader NSFW

-> Levi x Passenger princess reader

-> Travelling with Levi

-> Girlfriend effect on Levi!

-> Levi loving calling his girlfriend "wife"

-> Levi and farlan as roomies

-> Levi as the father of a baby boy

-> Being humanity's strongest baby girl

-> SnK boys and pilates.

-> Levi's baby thinks Levi's tight chess works as mommy's chest lol

-> Erwin finds out that now Levi is busy at night 👀

-> Levi's only weakness... You, you and a sundress

-> Sexually frustrated Levi

-> Levi = female gaze

-> Levi using you as an excuse for anything

-> Modern au! Levi was a very attentive fuck buddy, even more attentive as a boyfriend.

-> Your horse doesn't want to share you with Levi.

-> Levi's daughter

-> Erwin introduce you to Levi

-> Rambling about gossip to your boyfriend while stealing his food >>> anything else

-> Deadly Occasion (Levi is forced to marry someone else) NSFW

-> Drunk Levi? Better say needy Levi! NSFW

-> Walking down the streets with Levi

-> Princess treatment + Levi

Mounting Spring (Alpha! Levi x Omega! Reader)

Paradis has opened its doors to the world, and the Rumbling has not yet occurred. The military board insists, "We need more Ackermans!" to avoid ruining Mikasa's life. Levi agrees. Arranged marriage, explicit consent, Omegaverse. Alpha! Levi x Omega! Y/N. Mentions of underage marriage but it doesn't happen, the reader is over 21. Age gap but they are both adults.

Levi's horrible flirting skills!

Short multichapter where we follow Levi's awkward attempts to win the reader over.

Holy Ground (longfic! Levi x reader)

"Alright, get comfortable because this is going to be a long, crappy tale. Join me as we travel down memory lane, back when Erwin wasn't yet a commander, when Mike and Nanaba couldn't keep their hands off each other, when Hange was... well, Hange. And Levi? Well, Levi was a twenty-four-year-old man who didn't give a damn about the rules. Are you ready?"

600! Followers event!

Have you ever wished you could ask Captain Levi a few questions and see his reaction? Well! say no more! I left Levi incharge of my blog for a few days. Enjoy the comic with hisreactions!

2k! Followers event!

Have you ever wished you could ask Captain Levi a few questions and see his reaction? Well! say no more! I left Levi incharge of my blog for a few days. Enjoy the comic with hisreactions! Part 2! Levi's revenge.

SnK Incorrect Quotes:

63 and COUNTING silly posts of quotes that I think snk characters would say.

You think that art looks cute? I draw it! Here's a link to a few of my other pieces!

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Hellooo! Hope you're doing well today!

May I request HCs for TFP! Megatron x Tamaranian! Reader? Except, the reader is like Blackfire, in a way?? Sorry if you don't know who she is. You can ignore this if you want. 😅 Have a good day and thank you for reading! 🙏🫶👍

Note: I'm so sorry this took me a long time to get to!

Note: the only knowledge of blackfire I have is from like eons ago from Teen Titans go lol

TFP! Megatron X F!Tamaranian!Reader

You left your planet a long time ago.

You wouldn't say you exiled but that was the just of why you left. You were never a good person compared to your sister.

Everyone saw you two as total opposites. You really did love your sister but box that everyone kept forcing you in made you believe you were the evil one and she was the good one.

You travelled alone for a while in quiet space— having a moment to reflect on how you got here.

In your lonely travels, you came across a planet. A planet nearly liked your own but the inhabitants were different, they didn't have your species powers.

They had nothing. They were nothing.

'Why live when you had nothing?' You wondered.

Then you came across him

A metallic beast that was hellbent on killing this creatures to help revive his planet and people. It was a noble cause. To help his people from extinction, he would cause another extinction.

Of course he wasn't alone— there were others that were hellbent ,as well, to keep these creatures alive.

You should of felt remorse— but you didn't.

The angry being had a better point then the other.

Maybe it was true what they said on your planet.

Maybe you were evil

But it doesn't matter.

[fandom-go-round]

Hello. Can I request Blackfire (Teen Titans 2003) receiving love letter?

A Love Letter. The envelope is a light cream color with bronze ink. It smells faintly of flowers.

            She’s tempted to throw the envelope out when she sees it on her desk. People are always tripping over themselves to give her things and Blackfire isn’t a fan of catering to other people’s whims. She sneers a little but pauses when she sees her name on the back. She knows that handwriting.

            The door is quickly locked and her heart is racing, even as she tries to calm it. Really, she shouldn’t even be getting this excited. There’s no guarantee that it’s from you. She sits at her desk and opens the letter, skipping straight to the end. There, at the very bottom of the page, is your name. Blackfire takes a moment to soak it in, distantly realizing that she’s never seen you sign your name in cursive before.

            It doesn’t take her long to read the letter but she reads it over and over, not able to keep the smile from her face. You’re more reserved around her in public but here your passion comes through. There are so many compliments that she has a hard time keeping track of them. It’s the last paragraph, emotions lingering under the ink, that get her to move. Normally she would wait until the morning but there’s no way she’s going to miss this; she needs the confession from your own lips.

Never will there be anyone like you my queen and no one else I can devote my everything to. It would be an honor to serve you in whatever way you see fit. There will never be another who I love with this intensity and loyalty. Your cause is my cause, your drive my drive. If this pleases you, I would stay by your side as long as I live.

Your Devoted Heart

[yall-batman-fanfic]

A Promise Across Time | Bruce Wayne/Batman x Magician!Reader (Part 1/3)

Synopsis: Bruce remembers the first date he had with Vivian and the time he truly felt alive again.

Bruce messed up. While it wasn't entirely his fault, he felt guilty to have seen Vivian all dressed up that night and ready to meet him inside the restaurant only for him to apologize and take a raincheck on their date. Their first date. She tried to be understanding by giving a smile and reassuring him that “these things happen” but he could see that she was looking forward to their dinner. He was too. 

After their brief partnership in taking down Deacon Blackfire, Bruce wanted to get to know the Symbologist and Witch-out-of-practice a little more. She was intriguing, insightful, and sincere. Vivian did tell him that she didn't like politics, hence her preference to work in academia to get away from corporate politics. Despite her work dealing with symbols and icons, and many layers of research in sociology, history, geology, and philosophy, she prefered that people talked without the double meaning. That they stay true to their word. To be kind to one another. To tell it to her face than have someone stab her in the back.

But it can't be helped. People are people. So she just went to a place that has that kind of decency. Or at least have a bit more decency than in a corporate office. 

It took him a while to find time to reach out to her again. He did try to call her hotel after that night but it was her father who answered and dropped the phone on him. Bruce was a bit surprised. No one really drops the phone on Bruce Wayne. Batman, sure. But Bruce Wayne? It was rare. 

With everything going on with his day job and night job, Bruce decided to just approach her again once he's finished the Firefly case with Batman and some meetings with the board in Wayne Enterprise as Bruce Wayne. For Vivian, he waited until her family had gone back to Liverpool. He had a feeling that her father would slam the door at his face if he came to their hotel. 

So, here he was now, entering Gotham University years after graduating. Walking down its familiar halls, Bruce recalled his undergraduate years there before continuing his studies at Yale where he got his degree in law. He was mostly familiar with the campus grounds of the Criminology, Information Technology, and Engineering campuses as he took those understudies when he was twenty-one. He remembered running through these halls with Harvey Dent, both young and full of themselves. 

There were still happy times, he thought as he remembered his best friend. But it was mostly overshadowed by the bad memories. The struggle he went through. 

Bruce rarely entered the Classics Campus where the literature and history majors were. Sure he would visit the library there and go to some classes in that building, but he can't say he knew the layout like the palm of his hand. So, as he entered the large and classical looking building with its pillars and statues, he had to ask his way around. Specifically to where Professor Vivian Pryor was at his hour.

Maybe surprising her at her place of work wasn't such a good idea. He forgot, Vivian was a professor, she'll be moving around than staying in one place. 

A couple of students he asked were in shock that he was there and stammered in giving directions,” Bruce – Mr. Wayne – Mr. Billionaire Bruce Wayne,” the student said when he approached them, “Professor Pryor's — uh — it's around 2PM now, and it's a Friday… I think she'll be at 304, the Symposium.”

“Symposium?” Bruce said.

“Right, sorry, just a campus joke – Elliot's Hall.”

“Thanks.”

He found classroom 304 easily as it was the first room he saw upon taking the final step at the stairs, and just in time the students were exiting the classroom. Some paused as they saw him and then moved along when Bruce greeted them and asked if Vivian Pryor was still inside. They said yes and he went.

The amphitheater-styled room was empty, save for the red-haired woman packing her things at the center stage. Her hair was styled to a bun this time, a bit out of place now since it was the afternoon, her clothes were similar to the one she wore in her first book launch – the tweed high-waisted pants, a white button-shirt, boots, and a coat which she was just about to wear until she saw him approaching her.

“Bruce Wayne,” she said, quite surprised to see him there.

“Professor Pryor,” Bruce smiled and held out the small bouquet he brought. “I hope you're not busy.”

Vivian thanked him for the flowers. “Why?”

“I was wondering if we can talk? We didn't really get the chance to since I canceled our date at the last minute.”

“It was an emergency. Things happen,” Vivian shrugged. “Don't tell me that's been bothering you all this time.”

“It has.”

Vivian hid her blush in the flowers. “That must have been awful for you. You could have called or dropped by if it bothered you so much. I wouldn't mind… but I understand you're busy so I just thought it'd be best not to bother you too much.”

“I did, actually called and dropped by the hotel you and your family were staying at… but your father wasn't too happy about it.”

“What?” Vivian raised a brow at him. 

“He never told you, didn't he?”Oops.

“That son of a – sorry, grandma but your son is such a…” Vivian got her phone and typed furiously fast and hit sent. “He will not be doing that again. I am so sorry about that, Bruce. I hope this doesn't give you a bad impression on my family my dad is just –” 

BING! 

Vivian opened the chat – it was their family group chat – and typed a quick reply and turned the chat in silent mode, knowing it was going to be flooded with messages from her stepfather. 

Turning to Bruce, who had an amused smile on his face, Vivian said, “Again, I am so sorry about that – just so we're clear, that wasn't me telling my dad to slam the door or drop the phone, he did it. If you called, I would have answered the phone.”

“It's fine. I’m glad you're not mad at me for that night.”

“Bruce, shit happens,” she sighed, he was surprised with her language, “While it was a little shitty that I got dressed up only to spend my night drinking beer in the nearest bar that night, you had an emergency. It happens, and I'm sure it will happen again along the road. You can't beat yourself over a date that didn't go as planned.”

“Well, I promise that this time it won't. Maybe we can have another try? This Friday, afterwork. I'll pick you up at your hotel.”

“And where will we go?”

Bruce sighed. “You know, I've been asking the same thing myself. I was thinking of the museum tour but then I'm sure you’ve memorized Gotham Museum by now.”

“I work there, Bruce. Part-time,” she grinned.

“So, I was thinking something different for the both of us. So we'd be at par with the experience.”

“And what do you think that would be?”

“There's a nice restaurant not far, it's new, and it's got music. Not too loud that we won't hear each other. And room to dance.”

“I didn't know Bruce Wayne could dance.”

“I don't. Do you?”

“Not particularly… alright, Friday. My last class is at four. You can pick me up at five – to give the lady a little time to prepare?”

“Your hotel then?”

“Here is fine. My students are making signs over your shoulder that they'd be the one to help me prepare,” Vivian waved at the group who entered the room and had a large message on their pad saying: Makeover. Room 203. 

Bruce chuckled at the sight of the girls, and turned to Vivian to say, “Here there. Tomorrow at five.”

“Something fancy or casual?”

“A little bit of both if you like. I guess I should get going, your class is here.”

“Yes, go. Before they take this as a sign it's free period… and Mr. Wayne.”

“Yes?”

Vivian held the flowers. “I appreciate the flowers, but it breaks my heart to see them wither at the end of the day.”

“No flowers then. Chocolates?”

“A girl's best friend.”

“Coffee?”

“Now you're speaking my language.”

“I'll take note. See you tomorrow, Vivian.”

“You too.”

As Bruce climbed the steps, he passed by the giggling students and said out loud for Vivian to hear, teasingly, “I'll leave her in your hands. Make sure she's free tomorrow and ready.”

“You got it, Mr. Wayne,” one of them giggled.

As soon as Bruce closed the door behind him, he heard teasing and squeals from the students and Vivian telling them, “At least have the decency to wait for him to leave the freaking door before doing that. Jesus. Come on, I taught you better, didn't I?”

Bruce smiled as he heard the laughter in the room. 

On the day of their date, Bruce made sure to finish all his work in Wayne Enterprise before 3 PM, and went to make sure Gotham wasn't on fire before making a quick change in the office bathroom, which caught the attention of Lucius Fox and asked, “Off to a date, Mr. Wayne?”

“I am,” he said as he tried to fix his tie. Today it just wasn't working with him.

Seeing his struggle, Lucius Fox chuckled and offered to fix it for him, and he let the man. “And who is this lovely lady you're getting all dressed up for today, Mr. Wayne? If it's alright to ask.”

Bruce smiled. “Professor Vivian Pryor.”

“Ah, the author. She's a lovely woman. Going dancing, I see?”

“What made you think so?”

“Your shoes.”

“Alfred picked them for me today. I told him that I was heading to the Black Bird tonight with Vivian.”

“Leave it to Alfred to give you a good suit and shoes for a night of dancing,” Lucius laughed and finished his work and pressed down Bruce's suit. “I think that would be enough to sweep her off her feet.”

Bruce laughed. “Thanks, Lucius.”

“Have fun, Mr. Wayne!”

Driving to Gotham University, Bruce waited for Vivian at the Classics Campus in his pressed suit, heavy coat, and a box of chocolates he thought he'd like. He was a bit early – ten minutes early – but he didn't wait too long because Vivian came out with some of her colleagues who kept gushing over her dress.

And they had more than one reason to.

As Vivian went down, Bruce paused as he took in the sight of her. Her red locks placed in a coiffer with a pearl accessory to keep it up, she wore a bit of makeup that stands out for the evening, and an emerald dress with a square neckline that gives enough skin for anyone to want more, the bodice hugged her body perfectly with a good emphasis on her chest while still being modest, and a skirt made off soft and flowing material that made it look like she was walking underwater. 

“Bruce!” Vivian smiled as soon as she saw him and ran towards his direction to get away from her teasing colleagues “Don't you look handsome. Are those dance shoes? And you said you don't dance.”

“Alfred picked them out for the day,” Bruce shrugged. “I didn't even know I had them. You look stunning, Vivian.”

A blush crept up her cheeks and Vivian looked away to hide it but he saw. It was adorable. 

“You said dancing, so I picked something that looks like it's for dancing… actually, it was my neighbor in the hotel that picked it. He's this fashion designer in Gotham for an event and he gave me this for the night.”

“Well, I guess we're definitely dancing tonight. Also,” Bruce held the chocolates out. “Chocolates as promised, but Alfred said it's important to give a lady flowers on a date, so,” he opened the box and showed the flower-shaped chocolates.

Vivian chuckled and said, “smart. You found a loophole with my no-flowers rule.”

“Shall we?” He offered his arm to her.

“Yes, we shall,” Vivian turned to her friends and called for her colleagues and students, who stayed longer to see her be picked up by her – in their words – “knight in shining armor”, to get her things that they kept hostage so she could show off her dress. “This doesn't exempt you from tomorrow's test. Got it?” Vivian told the students as she joined Bruce.

“Boo!” Her students teased.

“Don't worry, I'll try to get her forget about the test tomorrow,” Bruce joked.

“You do that, Mr. Wayne. You'll be saving our asses from another essay!”

“Thanks for taking care of her for me!”

“Have fun, Vivian!” Her colleagues called out.

Heading to the parking lot, Vivian was in shock to find the expensive looking car parked between two economy-sedans, one of which was owned by her colleague, Justin Kirk, who was about to leave for home and only waved at her goodnight without his usual smile. As she entered the car, Vivian took a breath. 

“A manual,” Vivian commended him.

“If you're going to drive a really fast car, you should drive it right,” he smirked.

She smirked. “If you're going to drive a really fast car, you shouldn't drive it in Gotham, Mr. Wayne. Else you'll find yourself getting troubles. This beast is made for speed not everyday traffic.”

“Good thing we'll be driving on a road that lets me drive fast then,” Bruce left the parking space.

“I thought we were going dancing in Black Bird?” Vivian asked.

“We are. Just not in Gotham City. The Black Bird at the outskirts has a good view.”

Long Island. He was taking her to Long Island.

“I can't believe you're actually taking me outside of Gotham City for our first date,” Vivian chuckled. 

“I gotta make it up to you for cancelling. Besides, you'll see why the original Black Bird is way better than the branch in Gotham. I love Gotham but I think you'll like this place more than the one in Founder's Island.”

“And I thought we're both trying something new tonight.”

“We are. I don't usually dance. But with you, I'll give it a shot.”

The drive to Long Island was quick and fast. Bruce made sure to show her that the car wasn't just for show, that he can really drive it, and the entire time he would see at the corner of his eye the smile on her face. She also liked when he drifted the car. Not a flinch, just her smile reaching her ears. He could only imagine the look on her face if she rode the Batmobile during a chase. She'd love that he bet.

Minus the guns being fired at them or the RPG, which he encountered last week with Penguin's men trying to shake Batman off their tail. 

The Black Bird at Long Island was at the outskirts, atop a cliff that connects down to the white beach. From where they sat at the covered balcony, Vivian could still see the lights coming from Gotham City, and a bit of smog that covered its skies. 

“You're right, this does have a better view,” she told Bruce. “And has good music too.”

“Glad you like it.”

Their food came not long after they finished their wine. It was good food, probably the best she tasted from a restaurant. She shouldn't be surprised since the Black Bird had a michelin star. She ordered an Alfredo, and for a moment she remembered her time eating at one of the restaurants in Rome when she had her semester there. 

They talked about a lot of things as they ate. About their work, and then their studies, which they were invested in learning about from one another. She was surprised when he mentioned he had degrees in Criminal Science, Forensic Sciences, Computer Sciences, Chemistry and Engineering by the time he was twenty-one. But she remembered his little secret, and her little secret, and thought that it made sense for Batman to have those under his belt. Still, considering he still didn't know that she knew he was Batman, the fact he had five degrees under his belt by twenty-one, along with a degree in law from Yale was impressive. 

At twenty-one she was still in uni, going though classes, writing papers, doing her reading for tomorrow's lecture during her part-time jobs. Once, during a slow night, she gave a lecture on Dante's Divine Comedy to a homeless man who asked for a cup of coffee. It was the most philosophical conversation she had since then. She wondered where the old man was now.

When their desserts came, Vivian ordered an Affogato, the band started to play more upbeat music, encouraging people to come up and dance. From their place, Vivian and Bruce watched as some of the guests got up and danced to the upbeat, dance music from the sixties. 

“So, are we going to just sit here and watch them or are you going to use those dance shoes that your butler prepared for tonight?” Vivian said.

Bruce got up from his seat and held out his hand to her. “Don't hit me if I step on your foot.”

“Don't worry, Mr. Wayne, we'll take things slow,” Vivian took his hand and led him to where the others were. 

When Bruce was about to put his hand on her waist to do some ballroom dance he's done in galas, Vivian removed his hand and told him, “This is jazz and blues, Bruce.”

“I told you, I'm not much of a dancer.”

“Just follow my lead,” Vivian grinned and circled him with his hand still holding hers, when she pulled out, Bruce instinctively pulled her back in and kept the rhythm. 

“And you said you don't dance,” he whispered to her ear.

“I might have gone to clubs like this back in Liverpool and learned a thing or two,” she got out of his chest and led them through the dance. Her dress danced the entire time, giving an illusion of the music flowing through them in each twirl and step. Bruce held her hand the entire time and his smile never faltered, and to surprise her he even dipped her back a little and pulled down her hair to add more flare to her get up as she danced.

By the end of the second song, the two left the Black Bird, with Bruce paying for their dinner, but instead of head home, they went down to the white beach. Wearing her coat and holding her shoes, Vivian relished the feeling of sand burying her feet as they walked and the smell of the ocean. 

“You lied,” said Bruce.

“About that?”

“About dancing. We weren't par in this date.”

“I really don't dance, you know.”

“Those moves says differently.”

“I'm telling you, that was just me fooling around,” Vivian laughed. “You weren't bad yourself. I'm sure if you brought me to those fancy places that has ballroom dances I'd be the one following  your lead.”

“Naturally, I was raised by a butler,” it was supposed to be a joke but Vivian looked at him with a sad gaze, but she smiled nonetheless.

“Alfred raised a gentleman,” Vivian squeezed his hand. “He raised a good man.”

“He was always generous and said it was my parents who raised me. They did for a time until they were no longer there. He was the one who taught me all of this – how to talk, how to act, how to dress up, manners, how to dance, and how to woo a woman.”

“Well, he did a good job.” 

“What about you? Who taught you how to dance?” He had a guess it was her stepfather.

“It was my mom who would bring me to those jazz clubs,” Vivian began.  “I know, I was too young to be in those places but she just had to. You see, there was a father-daughter dance in my old school. I didn't go because I didn't really have a dad, and I actually hid the poster from my school diary then so she wouldn't find out. She's been working more shifts that time and I knew she was tired. But some nosy neighbor asked if I was sick since I wasn't in the dance last night.”

“She found out.”

“Yup. What she did was, she got me to wear this old sixties dress she found in the thrift shop. The both of us did. It was a matching set, and we took a bus to some jazz club. She was friends with the security there and she knew the band playing. She told them: “my daughter missed her father-daughter dance, and I want to take her to one”. They played this jazz and blues song and we danced. Then, Adam came and he danced with me too. In fact, all of the ladies and gentlemen there danced with me.”

“I'm glad you have that memory of her. That you still remember the happy times and not just…”

He had slipped. Vivian Pryor hasn't told Bruce Wayne about her mother. She told Batman that time they were in the crypts. But she brushed it off so easily and said, “I try to remember more of the happy things that happened now. For a time all of those happy things were gone and what I remember of my mother was finding her on that pavement, dead. But I learned that there are also happy memories that I can look back to. It was a tragedy what happened but my mom's life wasn't one. She made sure to remind us that she lived happily.

“One moment does not define a person's life. It's the journey they made, the memories they leave with those who mourn their passing. And to have someone to mourn you means you have lived life as it is meant to be.”

Bruce stopped in his tracks, pulling her to a halt as well. “Where did you read that from?”

“I didn't,” she grinned. “I thought it myself. Right now.”

“No. You can't just say something so deep just out of the blue,” he laughed.

“I swear! I didn't read it from somewhere.”

“I guess you really are an author.”

“An academic author.”

Looking into the darkness of the sea, Bruce sighed. “To have someone to mourn your passing… a haunting thought if you ask me.”

“You think no one will mourn you?”

“When my parents died Gotham mourned them, but there was only a handful of us who truly grieved. A handful of us who Thomas and Martha Wayne meant to. A friend, family, a son… most of those people are gone now.”

“I would grieve,” Vivian said. 

“We barely know it each other.”

“I know but… don't take this the wrong way but I'm more sensitive to life around me than most people,” Vivian chose her words carefully. “It's like… it's like let's say the sea. Whenever it comes to the beach it leaves a mark on the sand. Give it a couple of decades or centuries and it can form something with it. I'm the surface of this sand or that cliff, and each person is an ocean who makes their mark and I feel everything them and everything about them…

“So, when the ocean suddenly disappears or dries up, I would know and it would hurt me more sometimes than it should.”

Because she was a witch. Because her magic makes her sensitive to life around her.

“It's one of the reasons when my pet bunny died I cried for weeks,” Vivian attempted to joke but when she saw Bruce's gaze on her she fell silent because he was loss for words. “We might have just met now, but you've helped me so much for the past few weeks.” As Bruce Wayne and Batman. “And after this night, I will grieve your loss. And I would mourn Gotham for the person they lost. The man who has a vision and has been fighting to save it.”

It was only then she realized how close they were. That he held her waist while still holding her hand, that he leaned down close and that she was whispering the last few sentences as he looked at her closely.

“Do you have rules against kissing on first dates?” Bruce teased.

Vivian shook her head, “Not tonight,” she pulled him down and kissed him. 

Bruce wrapped his arms around her to pull her up. Her lips were soft and had the taste of the Affogato from earlier, and the way she pressed her tongue against his had him hold her tighter and wanting more. That's when he had her wrap her legs around him so he could kiss her properly, and to hold her entirely. At some point, they fell on the sand with Vivian straddling him and their lips still moving with one another.

Before it could escalate, Vivian pulled away. “But I do have one on sleeping with anyone on the first date.”

Bruce chuckled. “Understandable… you have a way with words, Professor.”

“Thank the dozens of philosophers whose works I've read for years now.”

Bruce reached up and brushed back a lock of red hair behind her ear and caressed her cheek. “Thank you for tonight.”

“I should be thanking you, Bruce. You know how to sweep a girl off her feet.”

He shook his head and cupped her cheek, and she leaned into his touch, nuzzling into his palm. “Thank you… I haven't had this kind of conversation for a long time now. Where I'm not guarded… where I can relax and talk to someone who actually listens… and who is not my butler.”

Vivian smiled and leaned down to kiss his lips again. “Anytime.”

“So, are you free again this Friday?”

Vivian laughed, “we haven't even finished this date.”

“Well, I want to see you again.”

“You know where I'm temporarily staying until my real estate agent finalizes the papers for my new condo. And if you ever need a listening friend, you can always call, and I'll always answer. Unless I have class.”

“As much as I want to get you access to Wayne Tower, I want this to be something between us for a while. Something they won't publicize in Gotham.”

“Understandable. I'll tell everyone it was just one date then.”

“But I hope you're free next Friday or maybe tomorrow.”

“I'm needed at the museum tomorrow. Next Friday. I'll make sure to clear my schedule for that.”

“And Vivian?”

“Yes, Bruce?”

“I will also grieve if you were to disappear.”

Vivian smiled. “Then I promise that I won't disappear… as long as you promise too.”

He knew it was foolish to make such a promise but Bruce said, “I will.”

~*~

Standing before Superman and Wonder Woman, Vivian felt her whole world crumbling after hearing what they said. Everything just felt numb after hearing them say to her, “Batman's gone, Vivian. We're so sorry.” And all they could give her was his cape and how it happened. All she heard was Bruce was gone and it was because of Darkseid. 

“No,” Vivian spoke for the first time since Superman and Wonder Woman gave the news. “No, no, no, no!” Vivian cried and broke down. Alfred was quick to catch her and Damian ran to her side as she cried. “No, no, no! He can't,” Vivian clutched his cape and cowl trying to use as an anchor point to find him. Her magic flowed around her along with the Phoenix's magical energy.

“Viv,” Tim tried to console her but Vivian sobbed, her magic no longer glowing around her and a painful cry came from the woman.

“I can't feel him… I can't –” she cried. “I can't feel you…”

Seeing her inconsolable state, Damian faced Superman and Wonder Woman, and told them, “You've done enough.”

“Damian,” Dick chastised him. “It's not their –”

“A Kryptonian and an Amazon, Grayson,” Damian glared at him. “Father was a man… look at her, Dick.”

Dick did and saw Vivian crying on Alfred’s shoulder, still clutching on Bruce's cape and cowl, then to Damian and saw the tears building in his eyes. “Yeah, I think it's best you give us time,” he told the two heroes.

After Dick walked out the two heroes, he returned to the living room where Vivian still held onto the cape as she cried and grieved for the loss of her husband, and tried over and over to look for him. To feel his presence again but to avail. 

“I can't feel him, Alfred,” she cried. “I can't feel Bruce.”

~*~

Pulled through the time stream and thrown to different times, Bruce woke in a convent bed with the sound of a voice calling his name, “Bruce!” Getting up, he reached for the candle on his bedside and lit a fire to bring light to his dark home. 

“Quoth who?”

Silence.

Sighing, he placed back the candle on the best beside him where he saw the picture he drew of the red haired woman he kept seeing in his dreams. Her red hair, he painted it using red clay he found in the ground, and he kept an ample supply of the red clay in his current place of refuge to continue to paint the woman's portraits that slowly became clearer as days passed. It started from glimpses of her hair, then her brown eyes, her face was blurry at first but then her face would start to form.

The wind blew into his home and with it the scent of the ocean and the voice, “Bruce!”

“Vivian,” He spoke the name.

“Who is Vivian?” A nun came to his chambers. He was given his own quarters to keep him from those with fever and other ailments. “Finally recovering your memories, stranger?” Her Irish accent was strong.

“I cannot say for certain,” Bruce muttered.

“And this Vivian, whose name you speak of? Might she be the woman you have been painting day and night?”

“I do not know, Sister.”

The nun looked at him for a moment and said, “Pray, stranger. Pray that you remember so you may return to her whole.”

Bruce looked at the cross that hung on the wall across his bed then again to the portrait of the woman he drew. He chose to take her portrait and pray to her instead. Pray that he may remember and learn who it was that calls for his  name “Bruce.”

Yes. His name. He remembers his name.

“My name, Sister,” he spoke before the nun left. “I remember the name given to me but not the name of thy kin.”

“And what is it?”

“Bruce.”

The nun smiled. “Well, good night, Mr. Bruce.”

The nun left the room and Bruce continued to look at the woman with red hair along with the image of the bat below. In a whisper, he repeated her name again and again. He came to this town with no name and no memory but an image of a woman with red hair. 

“Do not… grieve, my Vivian,” he spoke in a whisper, the words coming from his heart. “I shall find you.”

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Remember how blackfire was introduced and she was practically trying to take over Starfire’s place? Imagine what if blackfire took interest into superboy!reader cause the super is such a golden retriever boyfriend energy and he’s so big and nice. It makes blackfire flirt with him as Robin at first was nice to blackfire but is giving her the cold shoulder because hey, “that’s my boyfriend.” Robin wants to say out loud but Robin and reader hasn’t said it out that they are dating to the team.

OOOH I MIGHT WRITE THIS CAUSE I JUST THOUGHT OF THIS!! Someone can request this to me if I forget lol!

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