#if you're wondering why jasons saying it to him its bc hes from our world so ofc he would say shit like that

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Hi! I would love a Jason Todd x reader where a reader from our world is teleported into their world, and the reader loves superheroes and is in love with Jason and soulmates exist in the DC world, but not in our world. The reader gets her soulmate name-tattoo when she’s transported to their world and it’s Jason. But when the reader first gets to their world she’s really freaking out bc she doesn’t know where she is but then she get’s saved by the batfam or smthn and she knows all their names

ONE WORLD TO ANOTHER

pairing. jason todd x fem!reader

warnings. character death, suicide, hints of child abuse

a/n. this isn’t exactly what you wanted, but i hope you’re happy with this. thoughts are italic unless its coloured

You felt yourself slipping away, people surrounded you. You were dead before anyone could help.

Your name a frantic whisper among your loved ones, "Y/n! Y/n!" but you couldn't bring yourself to care anymore. You had wanted this, you sought death. You wanted to die, and you always got what you wanted.

—

Jason always wondered why he never a mark. He never got a name, he assumed he was never meant to love, or have someone love him. He figured he was incapable of being loved, no saw him anymore.

He roamed Gotham like a ghost, served justice with his guns and fists. He felt he didn't need much more. But one day in the cave, his heart stopped, he couldn't breathe.

The man just collapsed, he was in so much pain and agony. He remembered feeling this for a split second when he died, but the continuous pain hurt so much.

When Dick rushed him over to the examination table, the pain in his heart stopped, and he felt a slight sting on the skin covering his collar bone.

His hand moved up to scratch it, but Alfred slapped his hand away and moved his shirt away from it. Jason assumed something was wrong with him, that maybe he got zapped or something during his earlier patrol. But everyone's shocked expressions and gasps worried him, "What is it?" he moved his head down to look and found himself at a loss for words.

Y/N (M/n) L/N

"I've got a-" he couldn't even say the word, he had already accepted it that he was made to love.

"Bullshit" he kept a leveled head though "Someone's fucking with me or something"

"Hello?!" everyone's head snapped from Jason to the exit of the Batcave. "Anyone home?" the voice sounded softer this time.

Everyone was running around the cave, desperately trying to get their suits off,except Jason. Instead he walked up the stairs, he looked... hypnotised?

He was enchanted by your voice, it made him calm. He wanted to hear it again. "Jason!" Dick's yelled and chased after him.

The rest of the family in pursuit right behind the two men, Alfred way ahead of them all.

When they all finally reached you, Jason stood there in awe.

You squinted you eyes at him, not the big red bat on his chest but at his face, only when Bruce cleared his throat you both snapped out of it muttering apologies and turning red.

Bruce was the first to speak "Who are you?"

"Who the hell are you?" you shot back, eyes slipping down to catch a glimpse of the bat emblem on his chest "holy shit-"

"is this heaven?" your question shocked most of the people in the room.

"what?"

"I died right?" you spoke softly, "I know I did, I made sure I would"

"You're dead?

"You and Todd have that in common-" Damian was slapped over the head before he could say much more.

"I'm so confused right now" you and Jason spoke at the same time.

Dick was apparently the only sane one in the room, "Okay, what's your name kid"

"What's yours?"

"I asked first"

You groaned, "Fine, I'm Y/n, Y/n L/n"

Jason choked on air, Damian smirked at him. Everyone else was unsure of what they were seeing, this was too big of a coincidence.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

This time it was Cass who broke the silence, "Do you mind if we check your collarbone?"

You were at a loss for words, "Um- weird request but sure I guess. Just don't do anything weird"

Cass stepped closer to you, motioning to the hem of the shirt to which you nodded.

Nothing bad can happen when the freaking Batman is standing right there.

She pulled it down slightly, and there in a red that matched Jason's helmet was his name; Jason Peter Todd

"Okay what the fuck-"

—

"So you're telling me that where you're from, we're comic book characters?"

"Yeah, and you're telling me that when I died I came here instead of my grave?"

"Yeah" Dick sat next to you, cup of coffee in hand. Bruce wanted to run some tests on you, he didn't find anything unusual. So he called in someone experienced with magic, he wasn't sure what else to do.

According to Fate, the reason Jason never got a name was because his love was too far from him, in another universe where he didn't exist, and he lived in one where she didn't. But the "bond" as he called it, was to strong for her to feeling anything without him, so when you died you were transferred to a universe you would be happy in.

One you'd never feel that emptiness ever again.

By the time Fate finished his ramble, Jason was blushing, like he was entirely red, your face wasn't much different.

Dick cleared his throat, signaling to the others that it was time to clear out and give you both a chance to talk.

He walked over to you and looked down, motioning to the space beside you. "You mind?"

"Hm? oh no, yeah sure"

"Soooo, where should we start?"

Oh this was going to be interesting.

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