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dc-x-readers · 6 years ago

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Fine (Outlaws x Reader)

This one is just all around depressing

Trigger Warning: Blood, violence and death

When you fought you always felt a rush, it is exhilarating and scary. Maybe because of how scary it is, it’s more exhilarating. But you had become a superhero because you enjoyed the rush, the heat of the fight.

An arrow whizzed past your ear, as you fought. You didn’t even bother to turn around and face the culprit, just screamed annoyed, “Arsenal!”

“Sorry babe.” Roy shouted back, knocking another arrow from his bow, as you shot your gun at the baddies. You and the Outlaws moved as one, completely insync with each other. A full year in a polyamorous relationship does that to a group.

A fireball hit an assassin which was coming towards you, and Kori winked from above you.

This fight was harder than usual, the League of Assassins were far better trained than the normal criminals in Gotham.

The fight was going fine, perfectly fine until you saw an assassin with a fancy gun, pointing straight to Roy. And Roy, that beautiful idiot Roy, didn’t see him at all, too busy trying to show off trick shots. It must have been the heat of the battle, because you didn’t stop to think, didn’t even yell out, you simply pushed Roy out of the way, and let the bullet piece your stomach instead of his.

You didn’t feel the pain, at all.

You turned to shot the man, and he toppled down in a heap.

Roy shouted something witty to you about not being able to keep your hands off of him, even in a fight. Jason told the two of you to shut up and get back to fighting. He hadn’t seen the shot you had taken, none of them had, and if it were hurting, you probably would have told them all, but you felt nothing, actually that was wrong, you felt energized as if you could finish the battle by yourself.

The battle raged on for about fifteen more minutes until most of the assassins were either dead or running off with their proverbial tails between their legs. Jason smiled, slinging an arm around Roy, “We won.”

“We won.” you and Roy chorused back together, and Kori settled down next to the three of you.

“We should get the food.” Kori suggested, but you were finally starting to feel tired, so you sat down on the hard floor, letting out a shaky breath.

“Yeah, we should probably go soon, we don’t want cops arriving at this scene.” Jason nodded, gesturing around at the dead bodies strewn about in the middle of the forest. You wanted to scoft, and exclaim that no cop is coming this deep into the woods unless they need to, but you just wanted to sit down for a moment more.

“Hey, Y/N.” Roy said, gently kicking your leg to get your attention, “you doing okay?”

And just like that the pain hit. It felt like you entire side was on fire, that you were burning up. You wanted to scream, but you gritted your teeth and placed your hand to side, feeling warm wet blood over your hand.

“Shit.” You murmured feeling the world shift, as you leaned back into the grassy ground. Suddenly three very concerned vigilantes were around you: their hands all over, trying to stop bleeding, keeping you awake.

“Y/N!” It was Roy’s voice, or maybe Jason’s, you weren’t sure.

The world had a black haze around it.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered.

“No!” That sounded like Jason for sure, “You aren’t sorry, because you’re fine.”

Everything hurt, but you turned to look at Jason, his hand held yours, tightly, as if his hand would magically keep you awake, alive. You tried to smile, but it came out as a pained grimace.

“Fine.” You whispered feeling your consciousness fading.

“Yeah baby, that’s it, you’re fine.” Roy spoke he held his leather jacket to your side, trying to save you.

A loopy, hurt smile crossed you face as you focused on him.

“I’m fine.” you repeated, because it was true, you had saved Roy, and that meant you would be fine. You would rather die than live a moment without him, without anyone of them.

You slipped away into the darkness with a smile on your face.

You were fine.

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midnightecko · 3 years ago

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Jason Todd x reader

Jason only recently started getting along with his family, by that I mean they didn't immediately kill each other when they see each other on the field.

And while he was happy to be able to talk to his family, he hasn't been able to take to the person he missed most, you.

You had been avoiding him, he was positive you knew who he was under the mask. Every time you saw him as RedHood, you would turn the otherway and disappear.

If Jason had to be honest it was pissing him off. All he wanted in the world was to see you and hold you in his arms until your both old and grey. But he couldn't because you kept running from him.

The closest he got to you since he died was when he was following you.

He remembered how you noticed his presence and how you turned around to look at him. You two held eye contact for what seemed like eternity, and even under your domino mask he swore you cast him the smallest of smiles.

He sighed thinking of the memory taking off his helmet and shaking out his hair, much like what a dog would do.

"What's wrong Jaybird," Dick spoke up from behind him.

If it was possible Jason would shove Dick off the roof and let him plumit to his death. But sadly he couldn't because as much as Dick annoyed him he still loved his big brother, not that he would ever tell Dick that.

"How'd you find me," Jason asked.

"Ya'know that we were supposed to patrol together tonight right?" Dick responded.

Jason have to turn around to know that he was smiling, he could practically hear the smile in his voice.

"Yeah, I know"

"So you tried to bail on me"

"Yep"

Dick laughed and sat down next to Jason, who had the smallest traces of a smile on his face.

"No but seriously, how did you find me"

"You're they only adult in this entire city that has a favorite gargoyle"

Jason shook his head and laughed, turning to the said gargoyle on the other side of him.

"Yeah I guess your right"

Dick paused for a moment, thinking off a way he could word his next sentence without scaring Jason off.

"Jay....is there...something you want to talk...about?"

Jason stopped twirling his white strands of hair, a nervous habit he picked up after the Lazarus Pit.

"I....have you talked to y/n?" He spoke, a nervous wavering in his voice. He heard Dick taking in a sharp breath.

"She's...she's good. Busy but good"

He stopped for a moment thinking.

"Look it's not my place to tell...but she's had a lot on her hands lately. I'll talk to her....meet me at midnight tomorrow in the harbor warehouse, I'll tell you then"

Jason was kinda mad he had to wait, but he wanted answers. Jason huffed putting his helmet back on, he nodded and jumped off the roof. Dick sighed and followed his baby brother.

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That following morning Dick walked into the cave partially regretting what he said to Jason, knowing damn well it was gonna be hard to convince you.

'Speak of the devil' Dick thought.

You had just walked into the batcave carrying a small child on your hip.

The child had wavy ebony hair that went down to his chin and crystal blue eyes. Dick couldn't help but think that he looked almost identical to Jason when he was younger.

He still remembers when y/n brought Aslan home, that was the kid's name, everyone was so sad when Jason died that no on noticed

y/n's 7 month long absence until she came home from the hospital with a baby.

She never told anyone who the father was, but no one needed to be told. It was pretty obvious, the timeliness matched up perfectly and he looked exactly like him. Aslan was a exact replica of his father, and he was spoiled like you couldn't believe by his grandfather and uncles.

He was mischievous and sarcastic for a 5 year old and loved reading. Most of the books in Wayne Manor were already ready by him, all of the age appropriate ones that is.

"HEY Little Bird!" Dick exclaimed towards the balcony. Both you and Aslan looked down towards the voice. You with a small smile and Aslan with giddy excitement.

"UNCLE DICK!", the small child was trying to wiggle out of your hold.

You laughed setting him down, only for Aslan to run into Dick's open arms. The latter picked him up and put him on his shoulders.

Duck turned his head to the 5 year old, "Isn't it a little early for you to be up Little Bird." Said child didn't get to respond for you were already going to answer.

"It is, but he wasn't going back to sleep until he saw you get back," you shook your head at his stubbornness. "Plus he only just got up" you added.

"Well let's put you to bed then," Dick spoke to Aslan. The child wined and shook his head, "but I want to stay up with you."

"Nope you promised your mother that you would go to bed after you saw me, I'll even tuck you in"

Aslan didn't look to happy but nonetheless he agreed.

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"Goodnight Little Bird"

"Goodnight Lovebug"

As soon as Dick closed the door you turned to him. "Now, what did you want to talk about Dick"

"I- ya'know what nevermind, anyway so I met with Jason-" Dick didn't get to finish his sentence because you were walking away.

"Come on y/n you can't avoid him forever your going to have to tell him he has a kid eventually."

You stopped, you knew this day was coming. You already knew that you had to.

You loved Jason, but you loved your child more. You didn't want Aslan to grow up without a father, but Jason wasn't ready.

He still was killing, the family knew he was trying but not his hardest. There were still murders pointed towards RedHood, Aslan didn't need to grow up with a murderer for a father.

But Dick was right, Jason at least deserved to know he had a kid. And deep down you wanted to hold Jason, hold him in your arms until you both are old and gray. ;)

Snapping you out of your thoughts Dick spoke, "he's been asking about you ya'know, and it's not my place to tell him about Aslan"

Dick stopped waiting for you to yell at him, when you didnt he continued, "I told him I would meet him at midnight tonight in the Harbor Warehouse, instead of me going you go. Tell him about Aslan and everything that's been going on."

You didn't respond, you only stood there silent. A couple seconds passed -ones that felt like eternity- until you spoke, "ok".

If everyone in the house wasn't sleep Dick wouldn't have heard you, but thankfully they were and he heard you.

He let out a lond relieved sigh, "good good, you won't regret it. Remember midnight tonight, Harbor Warehouse"

He hugged you and walked away.

Standing there in there hallway you were regretting your decision. "Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God, what did I just agree to".

You sped walked to your room, opened the door, and flopped down on your bed. Sometimes you wished you didn't have Aslan at such a young age, for you yourself still felt like a child.

You wished you could just curl up into a ball and cry into someone like a baby. Not to have so many responsibilities. Not to have to take care of a child. Not to have to patrol every other night to keep the criminals at bay.

It was frustrating and you wish it would all just stop.

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That night Jason waited anxiously in the warehouse, pacing back and forth under the broken glass ceiling.

Jason was playing with his fingers to substitute for twirling his white hair because he could take off his helmet.

If he wasn't actively starring at the floor he probably wouldn't have caught the shadow jump across the beams holding the broken glass ceiling.

Jason lighting fast reflexes turn his body to face you. You landed 5 or so meters away from him. Neither of you said a word. You still have the same suit you wore when you were both teenagers.

He admired the way your suit hugged your curves, how your cape draped over your shoulders, how your chest had gotten much larger.

You cleared your throat to get his attention. And successfully because not a second later his eyes -or what you assumed to be his eyes- snapped up to meet yours.

Your hand raised to take off your mask and lower your hood. Jason hadn't said a word since you arrived and it was making you more nervous that you'd like to admit.

"Jason?"

Next thing you knew you were being lifted off the ground. Jason had picked you up in a hug, at some point he had taken his helmet off. When you don't recall, but his face was out in the open.

And thats when you lost it. Jason set you down as you broke down in tears, letting all your bundled up emotions over the years out. Your body shook with sobs of sadness, anger, hurt, relief. Honestly you didn't know what you were feeling at this moment but whatever it was overwhelming you and opened the floodgates.

Jason pulled back to look at you. Your cries had calmed down, but a tear would escape every now and then.

This was when you got your first good look at Jason since you were teenagers. Your hand involuntarily moved up to his face, you stopped when Jason flinched back.

After a second or two you continued with your advance. Once your hand reached its destination you mumbled, "Oh Jason..."

"I know," he spoke in a soft voice his eyes trailing to the floor not looking you in the eyes, you had never heard him sound so vulnerable, "I'm disgusting"

"No Jason, never, you're still the handsome man I fell in love with", you said as your hand traced the scar that resembled a 'J' under his left eye.

A single tear left his eye as he looked back at you, the tear not able tofall far for your thumb was there to wipe it away. All while not losing eye contact, you guided his head towards you. He followed your lead and moved his head down infront of your face. You looked towards his scar and brought your lips to place a gentle kiss on it.

"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt anymore"

Your worry must have shown in your eyes. He let out a small chuckle and took hold of the hand still on his face and placed a lingering kissed to your palm.

He then turned you, slowly moving closer. His eyes flickering back and forth from your lips, "can i..." his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, "can I kiss you?"

You nodded your head, not able to get any words out.

"I'm gonna need words sweetheart"

You felt your face heat up, it amazed you how he could still make you flush.

"Yes", you said in the quietest whisper. And with that he closed the small gap between you two.

The kiss wasn't lustful, but sweet and gentle and full of passion. The passion of two lovers separated only to meet again with both equally different lives than before. Passion that was locked away for years only to be opened by the smallest of keys.

You could feel him smile against your lips, and as much as you didn't want to you, pulled away.

"I'm so sorry", you spoke the tears coming back, "I knew it was you the whole time, but I was scared and I-". You were cut off by Jason as he wiped away your tears.

"No I should be the one to apologize, I was a coward. I was afraid that you were gonna be mad at me, and I'm trying I really am. But I just I get so angry and...", he pulled away from the comfort of your embrace walking away. He didn't go to far and stopped only a couple feet away from you, turned away.

You didn't say anything, you only walk up behind him and took him in your arms.

"Jason there's....there's something I need to tell you", you spoke walking around to look him in the eye, "I...I have a kid".

Jason's felt his heart shatter, he backed away from you, a million questions were racing through his brain.

'Who is the father'

'How long before you moved on'

'Was it Dick'

'Is that what he wanted to tell me

You saw the gears turning in him head, you knew how he thought. Without thinking you blurted out the truth before you could think and Jason could run away.

"He's yours!", the words left your mouth before you knew what was happening. Pausing you waited for Jason to say something, when he didn't you looked up at him. His face was void of emotion except for his wide eyes indicating he was shocked.

"Please say something," you were scared. Scared he was going to leave you and leave you and Aslan all alone.

"How far along," Jason spoke after a minute of silence.

"What"

"How far along were you when..." He didn't finish. But you knew what he ment, how far along were you when he died.

You remembered the night you found out. You were so scared, being only 16 you knew your mother would shun you. But you were also somewhat happy, you'd always wanted children, but they were coming sooner than expected. You were also happy to tell Jason, he was always hanging around with the younger kids in Gotham, he was going to be a great father.

You were planning on telling him when he got back from Europe, you were so happy. Weeks passed before you went up to Bruce and asked him what was going on and where Jason was. When he told you the news your heart dropped, later deciding that you wouldn't tell the Wayne's about your pregnancy until you had the baby. This resulted in your temporary absence from Gotham.

"y/n", Jason snapped you out of your thoughts.

"About 2½ months, I only found out when you were away and when Bruce told me what happened I-" you stopped talking knowing that if you continued you would breakdown. Not that you hadn't already, your tears were flowing freely down your face there was no use in trying to stop them.

You hadn't been looking at Jason since he first asked the question, to afraid he would be mad at you for keeping this from him.

He ended up doing quite the opposite, he walked forward and wrapped his arms around you. Encasing you in his strong hold he nestled his face into your neck and mumbled something you couldn't make out.

"Jason I can't hear you"

He pulled away still close enough to hold you in his arms and looked directly into your eyes, it felt as if he was starring straight into your soul.

"What's his name?" Jason spoke a small smile on his face, the same smile he shared with his son.

"Aslan"

Jason's smile only widened, "like th-". You cut him off "yes like the lion, Aslan Jason Todd-Wayne"

"Can I..I...can I see him"

"Yes but he won't be awake for a couple hours" you sent him a smile and kissed him on a scar right above his eyebrow, "for now let start patrol"

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-May or may not post a part 2 depends

Authors note: YAY ITS FINALLY FINISHED I thought of this when I was half awake before school started. The original plot I dreamt of was-

-y/n: [idk what was said] our son..

-jason: our son? Wdym our son?😧

-y/n: *stutters over words* what? What son? Who's son?🤡

-something wholesome idk

Now I arrived at school and started typing this out on my phone so for the next 5 or so hours I wrote a 2500+ word story on my android 🙃

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todds thighs #red hood x reader #redhood #red hood and the outlaws #the red hood #dc comcis #robin #batman #batman comics #batfamily #batfam #x reader #x female reader #dc x y/n #y/n

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escapenightmare · 4 years ago

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Jason : Do you think it’s too late for us to change our names and flee the country?

Y/N: At this point, I don’t think it would do us much good anyway.

#source : write-it-motherfuckers #dc incorrect quotes #dc #dc x reader #titans x reader #jason todd x reader #redhood x reader #incorrect quotes #redhood and the outlaws #dc redhood #y/n incorrect quotes #— branded by ash.

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jaybirdtoddsblog · 4 years ago

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Birthday Girl (Jason Todd x Reader)

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Summary: Jason and Y/n celebrate their daughter's birthday.

Request: can you do an imagine where the reader and jason have a daughter named delilah and its her sixth birthday and jason and his wife have a party and bruce just spoils delilah? ohh and selina gives their daughter a diamond that she stole. ohh and delilah gets a dog for her birthday and its a pug named Blue.

Happy Birthday to you

Happy Birthday dear Delilah

Happy Birthday to you

The room erupted into loud cheers and applause. Confetti was being launched and party horns were being sounded. The tiny giggles of a child were audible behind the Wayne family’s celebrations.

“Blow out your candles, sweetie,” I whispered to Jason and I’s daughter.

Delilah crawled up onto her knees and leant forward. She puffed her cheeks, then let out a breath, extinguishing the “6” that decorated her birthday cake.

More cheers and howlers were let out. Bruce kindly hosted an elaborate party for his favorite granddaughter topped with the best-catered food and entertainment in Gotham. He even rented a bouncy castle for her. The entire Wayne family was in attendance - Alfred, Jason’s brothers and sisters, the Justice League, and even Selina Kyle.

“Daddy,” Delilah tugged on Jason’s sleeve, “Can we open my presents now?”

“Sure, princess,” Jason smiled, planting a kiss on the top of her head, “Why don’t you call everyone over and let them know it’s time for presents.”

Delilah nodded eagerly and ran off shouting, “Present time!” She excitedly pulled her guests by their hands, dragging them to the living room. “C’mon guys! I can’t wait any longer,” the little girl exclaimed as she plopped onto the floor, sitting crisscrossed.

She looked up at her parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and extended expectantly.

Jason’s brothers and sisters were the first to present their niece her gift. She enthusiastically tore open the wrapping paper. She let out a gasp when she saw what they had all pitched in to get her. It was the Disney Castle Lego set.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” she repeated as she hugged the box tightly.

The rest of the guests went up one by one giving Delilah gifts after gifts. She got everything from the cutest clothes to superhero action figures courtesy of the Justice League.

Alfred got her a necklace with her name engraved which brought Delilah to tears.

Bruce, incapable of not spoiling his granddaughter, went over the top. Nikes, a Nintendo Switch, tickets to a Peppa Pig concert- you name it, Bruce gifted it. Jason had to put an end to his gift-giving when Bruce brought out a Robin costume tailored for her.

Selina even gave her the most gorgeous, glistening ring. Bruce was eyeing her gift.

“I didn’t steal it, Brucie.” she rolled her eyes.

Then she whispered into Delilah’s ear: “Can you keep a secret?”

Delilah nodded her head frantically.

Selina offered her a warm smile, “I stole the ring from one of Gotham’s best jewelers, but don’t tell Gramps.” She winked. Delilah returned the gesture. She took the ring from Selina and showed it to Jason.

Your daughter’s eyes widened in awe as her father slipped the ring on her finger. She truly felt like the princess Jason always said she was with it on.

The last of Delilah’s gifts was her favorite. She heard the pitter patter of tiny paws and a dangling collar. Once she realized what it was, she shrieked in joy.

It was a pug!

She ran over to pet the puppy who licked her face. “Mom! Dad! Can I name him Blue?”

You and Jason gave her a reassuring smile. “Of course, D,” you said.

Her eyes lit up with happiness. “Best. Birthday. Ever.” she exclaimed.

Delilah went around the room, giving everyone a bone-crushing hug, expressing her gratitude. She then invited Damian and the other kids to join her in playing with all her newest toys, including her newest puppy.

They all ran off, and the guests began to clear out, leaving you and Jason to clean up the wrapping paper.

As you bent down to pick up some paper, Jason gave you a light tap on your bum. You glared at him. He smirked. You threw a wrapping paper ball which he effortlessly caught.

He grabbed ahold of you and pulled you into his chest, snuggling into you. You looked up at him, only to find him staring at you lovingly. You gave him a small kiss.

“What is it, Jay?” you questioned, giggling when you pulled apart.

“Think we can try for another kid?”

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littleoddwriter · 3 years ago

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Soothing | Roman Sionis x Male!Reader

Another vent fic, sorry.

summary; You accidentally triggered yourself, Roman comforts you.

notes; TW / CW // Bleeding; Self-Harm (scratching); (mild) Dissociation. Daddy!Kink; Emotional Hurt/Comfort; Sitting in one’s lap; Soft Kisses. Reader suffers from BPD and has atopic dermatitis (only mentioning it, so as to explain why things happen the way they do, but it should still be general enough to be relatable to anyone, really).

All morning long, you’ve felt this buzzing excitement under your skin, which had you restless, but feeling happy for the time being. You wished it’d never stop, although you knew that was inevitable.

As if on cue, your mood crashed.

You had been watching videos about mental health, since it was often a pretty good resource to either learn more about yourself, or find new tips to help yourself. Still, some of the videos were quite triggering and you hadn’t noticed it until it had already been too late.

Now you just sat in the leather armchair, knees drawn up to your chest. Feelings of anger, anxiety, guilt and sadness overwhelmed you. They seemed to suffocate you. It was bad. The contrast to how you’ve felt only minutes ago struck you like lightning. Tears pricked your eyes, but you didn’t dare shed them.

The urge to hurt yourself overcame you; all kinds of ways to do it wormed themselves into your brain, dominating any other thought. You took deep breaths and held tightly onto your legs. You wouldn’t give in. You couldn’t.

But the feelings were just too much. You just wanted to get rid of them, fast. Make it hurt less. Physical pain was only temporary, but the emotional one – it felt as though it clawed at your insides and tore them apart. None of those wounds ever healed. The pain seemed to go on forever. So, yes, as bad as it was, a bit of physical pain was far more preferable then.

Your skin had already started to react to your distress, itching relentlessly. It felt as if those spots on your wrists, back of your hands and fingers were burning.

Wanting to rid yourself of that sensation as well, and taking it as the gateway to harming yourself, you started scratching. It relieved you for a second. Then the wounds started bleeding, oozing other fluids as well. It burned, still. But different in a way that it was almost bearable.

Then it stopped altogether. Your emotional pain stayed, though. You wished it had helped it more.

Before you could get up to do anything worse to yourself, though, Roman came into the room. He had been doing business in his office, prior to that.

Black Mask walked over to you and you averted your gaze. You knew that what you were feeling was written all over your face. It made you feel ashamed, weak, and small. You hated for him to see you like that. It only had you feel as though you were even more of a burden to him.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, my prince?” Roman asked gently, quietly, as he stood beside you now, one hand resting on the armchair’s backrest, the other on one of your knees.

“Nothing,” you mumbled, your eyes fixed on your knees then. It wasn’t a complete lie, either. Your mind felt like static.

Black Mask hummed pensively, “I fail to believe that. Don’t you want to tell Daddy what’s going on?”

He lifted his hand from your knee and gently took hold of your chin, tilting your head up to have you look at him. You wanted to avert your gaze, but couldn’t possibly. No matter what, he always mesmerised you, taking your breath away.

“I don’t know, sorry, Daddy. I just- I accidentally triggered myself. Now I’m- you know. In pain,” you explained after a few beats of silence. Your voice was strained with the effort of holding back tears and cries of anguish you wished you could let out, but it was all stuck inside of you.

“That’s not good, baby,” Roman stated the obvious and paused, his head tilting to get a look at your hands instead. He clicked his tongue. “Was that on purpose?” he asked then.

In favour of taking your hands in his gloved ones, he let go of your chin and the backrest. He held your hands in a gentle grip, looking them over. Your knuckles on your fingers were bleeding, and so were the backs of both of your hands, the insides of your wrists, your palms, and the spaces between your fingers. You felt embarrassed. You hadn’t even noticed just how much you had scratched open. It had all just been an itching, burning mess to you.

“I asked you a question, sweetheart,” Roman chided, not unkindly so.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. But– yes and no? It was itching – burning, really. So I just scratched. I didn’t know how bad it’d be.”

Nodding, Black Mask cautiously stroked his leather-clad thumbs over your wounded hands, careful not to inflict more pain onto you. It was soothing.

“Do you still want to hurt yourself?”

“I think want is the wrong word for it, but yeah, the urge is still there.”

“Right, my mistake.”

Roman took hold of your arms and tugged gently to make you get up, so you did. Then he sat down in the armchair and positioned you in his lap. Your back was leaning against his solid chest, his strong arms were wrapped around your middle, and your face was tucked into the crook of his leather-clad neck.

You didn’t exactly know why, but this was one of your favourite positions to sit in with him. It was as though his entire presence enveloped you, shielding you from the world. The pleasant, smoky scent of his cologne, mixed with the leather of his mask, was intoxicating to you, such as the warm feeling of said mask that had taken on his body heat by then, which is why you always loved to press your face into it. Not only did it blind you, effectively making reality disappear, but it was incredibly calming, too.

His left arm stayed around your middle, his hand resting on your stomach in form of a constant pressure and warmth. He lifted his other arm to gently stroke his fingers through your hair. No one else had ever been allowed to play with your hair in any way, since it usually caused you to freak out, but for some reason, it just felt right when he did it.

Shifting a little and lifting your head from his neck, you strained to look at him. “Thank you, Daddy,” you murmured and kissed his leather-clad cheek.

“Anything for you, my sweet prince,” he replied, and even though he couldn’t truly smile anymore, you could hear it in his voice.

Then he turned his head and nudged the zipped up mouth of his mask against your lips in a mock kiss. You loved it. Softly, you kissed him back, a slight smile on your face.

Almost suddenly, you felt so light.

“I love you,” you murmured against his zipper.

With the proximity between you two, you could hear the sharp but quiet intake of breath he did when you said it. It wasn’t the first time, but it hasn’t been all that long since. He still wasn’t entirely used to you saying it, it would seem.

“I adore you, too, my boy.”

A soft, bright smile stretched your lips and you kissed him again, more enthusiastically, but just as gentle and innocent as before. The hand that had previously been playing with your hair, still, was now cupping your cheek, his leather-clad thumb stroking it while you two kissed.

For the time being, you had been able to forget about what had even led you to this moment in the first place. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered as long as you were in his arms, his presence, and only his.

#tw daddy kink #tw self harm #x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #reader insert #reader fic #roman sionis #roman sionis x male reader #roman sionis fanfiction #redhood and the outlaws #mlm fiction #mlm fanfic #that's pretty much how my day went yesterday except for the comfort although i imagines this scenario at least #and since i couldnt write the fic yesterday i wrote it today #if anyone ends up reading this - i hope you enjoy it and possibly find comfort #youre never alone and i love you

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wwrenwrites · 2 years ago

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Dad Joke

12-year-old Todd Jr.: Were you guys popular in High School?

Jason: I was dead in High SchoOL- !

**Y/N hard elbow jabs**

#Y/N: it’s an old Gotham joke #‘we’ll give him the talk when he’s older’#just some normal not-so-dry-humor in the Todd Family #jason todd incorrect quotes #redhood #jason todd #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x reader #redhood x reader #redhood outlaws #dc incorrect quotes #incorrect batfamily quotes #incorrect batfam

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birdsandbats · 4 years ago

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Jason: I’d be a horrible father, Id only mess the kid up

Anyone who’s ever seen Jason interact with a child:

#birdsandbats #redhood and the outlaws imagine #redhood and the outlaws #Jason Todd #Batfam meme #birdsandbats meme #DC comics meme #dc comics imagine #jason todd x reader #Redhood #batfam imagine #batfam x reader #batfam incorrect quotes #jason todd imagine #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x you #Red Hood imagine #red hood x reader

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robinofgothamcity · 4 years ago

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♡ prompt: "don’t leave me. don’t you dare leave me.”

♡ pairing: jason todd (redhood) x fem reader

♡ lyric inspiration: "everybody loves somebody sometime. everybody falls in love somehow."

♡ note: not checked for grammar or spelling mistakes / i wanna note that this doesn’t follow TITANS Jason Todd. you can use whatever version you want. the reason i say this is because the lack of gifs for Jason that Tumblr provides is w a c k.

“don’t bullshit me Jason, I really don’t need you coming up with any kind of excuse on the spot,” you told Jason. he could tell you were being completely serious. you weren’t feigning anything as you looked him straight in the eyes, “i’m done with the excuse and i’m personally done with waiting for someone who doesn’t make time for me.”

Jason tried grabbing your hand but you immediately took it back. not caring if you were making a scene or not.

Dick and Tim were in the unfortunate situation of being present for you argument and although they felt kind of awkward being around, they low key wanted to hear the rest of the argument. they felt awful for you but Jason had it coming.

“don’t leave me. don’t you dare leave me!” Jason screamed. you shook your head, “you did this to yourself, Todd. you don’t get to play the victim in this situation,” you stated before grabbing your bag and exiting Jason’s apartment.

Tim as well as Dick stood in awkward silence. not knowing whether to comfort Jason or leave. this was the first time in what felt like ages that they have seen Jason so vulnerable.

you were Jason’s version of normal. although you weren’t a hero or any kind of sidekick, you did help out any of the teams that needed an extra hand at their respective lairs. you had a flair for working computers and knew your way around them when Tim wasn’t available.

a few weeks had passed since your ‘break up’ with Jason. you had helped out the Bat’s a few times within the weeks but you made sure to keep your distance with Jason. whenever he appeared, you went to another section of the Batcave or moved completely to the second level so you wouldn’t even have to run into him.

today, however; you were hanging around Tim’s team. you were in the mood to bug Connor as you were helping Jon with some of his schoolwork and decided to stick around. you weren’t particularly close with Connor but he did have a soft side with you so you messing with him didn’t necessarily upset him.

“Tim or Connor, how much would it cost for you to bring me food from the chicken place around the corner?” you asked the two boys. “Connor could probably take you. I don’t think Tim’s moving from his computer anytime soon but I don’t mind piggybacking you there,” Wally said from the other side of the table.

you huffed, smacking Tim on the side of the head and getting up.

“well if that’s the case, come on West, you’re taking me,” you said grabbing his shoulder. Tim from the corner of his eye examined your interaction with Wally. you were getting a bit closer to the redhead and he found it a bit weird considering you weren’t close with him while you were with Jason, “hold on,” Wally smirked as he hauled you over onto his back.

you laughed, holding on tightly as he zoomed out the door. Tim knew it wasn’t any of his business to get involved in relationship drama. he wanted nothing to do with it personally but seeing you close with Wally rubbed him the wrong way for some reason. maybe it was the idea that he still had hope for you to that made him text his adoptive brother.

“your girl is going out with Wally. they’re going to be at the restaurant by my place if you’re wondering.”

Jason had been moping around when he wasn’t going on any missions so when he saw Tim texting him, he found it weird within itself. he hardly messaged any of his brothers so receiving one from Tim no less was pretty odd.

his heart dropped a bit reading the text. he had no idea you were even close with the speedster so to be going on a date with him put him on edge. Jason immediately ran out of his door and booking it on his motorcycle to the restaurant.

had any police been on the streets, Jason would’ve received copious amount of tickets by the way he was speeding but he could have cared less. he arrived to the restaurant in due time. he saw you sitting down, eating with Wally as the two of you were basically scarfing down the food in front of you.

Jason felt a pang to his chest as he watched you talk with Wally like nothing was wrong. he had never seen you so care free before. even when the two of you went out for a date or something, he felt so on edge thinking that something could happen to you.

Jason didn’t want to sound more problematic than he already was but he felt a feeling of possessiveness hit him seeing you with Wally. like he didn’t want you going out with anyone that wasn’t him. his eye twitched every time Wally made you laugh or whenever you reached over to smack or touch him.

eventually, he saw you and Wally getting up from the table. he quickly hopped on his motorcycle and drove back to his place, more upset than he thought he would be.

he shot Tim a text back, thanking him for letting him knowing.

Jason had heard a few days ago that you were planning on going out with a few of your friends with a club in Gotham and that happened to be today. he knew that following you to whatever club you were going too would be wrong but with the way he was feeling, he didn’t care. he was coming along..even if he had to hide in the crowd.

he inched his way back to your place a few hours later to see you already getting dressed. you were wearing one of Jason’s favorite outfits and that alone made him want to go over to you and remind you that you were his. (WHY DID THIS GO SO YANDERE ALL OF A SUDDEN PFT).

the funny thing in all of this was that he saw you slip in some crocs into your bag. he knew you hated wearing shoes let alone heels so to see you probably change into them through the night made him chuckle.

once you got into your car and made your way into Gotham to the club you were meeting your friends at, he walked in through the side and stood in the corner as he watched you get ID’d and walk inside. all of you were sitting at a table and ordering your first round of drinks. you downed a shot of whatever you had ordered before grabbing your friends hand taking her out into the dance floor.

Jason walked in a bit closer but making sure to stay hidden. he saw you just dancing with your friend and couldn’t help but gulp. the way you were dancing and grinding up against your friend would have had him dragging you to the nearest bathroom for getting him riled up. (insert gif above)

he remained watching you until he noticed a guy approaching you. the guy was on the taller side, greasy hair flopping to the side of his face, and his clothes looked like he hadn’t changed out of it in days.

“really, I’m fine. I don’t dance with people I don’t know,” you stated as you friend pulling you away. the guy quickly grabbed your other hand, “c’mon, one dance?” you shook him off, stating once again that you weren’t interested before walking back to the table.

Jason, although the interaction was minor, was seeing red. he waited until the guy left to catch him in the single bathroom, leaving him bloody and bruised. he looked down to the guy before chuckling, “you should really learn what no means,” he spat before leaving.

by the time he entered the floor again, you were already back on the floor dancing. you were dancing with another friend as you sipped on a drink and minded your business. it took a few internal screams to remind himself that he couldn’t just walk over to you and take you by the hand but almost after that, he heard commotion coming from the other end of the bar.

closer to where you were.

Jason walked slowly to make sure shit didn’t get out of hand. you didn’t even realize that an entire fight had broken out by you as you were too busy singing to the song that was playing. it wasn’t until you heard gunshots that made you flinch and realize that shit was going down.

you grabbed your friend, screaming at them to forget their things as you took everything the Bats had told you about situations like this and basically run for your life. you ran to the nearest exit before hearing gunshots going off again. this time, you tried ducking but it was far too late. you felt an impact against your left shoulder blade.

the gunshot immediately made you fall onto the ground as Jason practically sprinted to you. you weren’t even conscious enough to realize what was going on anymore but as you tried to get up to run once again, you felt yourself get pistol whipped on the nose as you fell again.

Jason finally made it towards you after he signaled the Outlaws and even the some of the Bats to make their way to the club. you were trying your best to keep your eyes open but they were slowly starting to fall shut.

“hey! hey! don’t fall asleep on me,” you heard Jason’s panicked voice. you laughed, leaning against him, “of course you would’ve followed me here but Jay, I’m kinda tired,” you whispered as your eyes fell completely shut. Jason shook you again as he tried to make sure you stayed awake, “don’t leave me. don’t you fucking leave me!” he screamed.

it took a few minutes but eventually, the paramedics came in and got you onto a stretcher as Tim, Roy, and for some odd reason, Damian walked inside. they saw your state of being and looked to Jason.

“a fight broke out and one of them shot off with gunshots. she got shot on the shoulder and hit with the gun to the nose,” he explained as he watched the ambulance put you inside. he knew...he hoped that you would make it out okay because he had some business to take care of before he went to visit you in the hospital, “I’ll be back,” he growled, getting up and running out the door.

Roy, Tim, and Damian looked at each other realizing what he was about to do. they quickly followed him out the door but by the time they reached him, he was already running down the darkened ally, trailing what they assumed were the people that hurt you.

Jason managed to tackle them to the floor, getting the ring leader as he stepped on the guys throat. he made sure not to make him pass out as he wanted the guy to feel his punches. Jason was big. size comparison to Superman so the punches to the face felt unearthly.

“JASON STOP!” Tim screamed as Roy grabbed his best friend along with Damian, “if you get caught up in all this, you won’t be able to visit her. stop!” he yelled as he asked Roy to keep him calm, “go to the hospital. Roy can even take you but Robin and I have this,” he continued.

he wanted to argue but for the first time in his life, Jason actually listened. he knew that he would get nothing by spending the night in a jail cell. Roy let him go when he realized that Jason was calm enough and let him to his motorcycle to follow you to the hospital.

Jason got to the hospital about a half hour later. he immediately ran to the front desk, screaming your name to the receptionist who flinched back in fear. she walked him slowly to the room where you were at and informed him that you weren’t severely injured and most of the damage was on the nose. the blood you had lost was already getting pumped back into you.

he saw you asleep on the bed as he pulled the chair up to your bed. Jason had never saw you this way before and frankly, it scared the shit outta him. he never wanted to see you this way again.

without realizing, Jason had fallen asleep on the chair with his hand holding yours. it wasn’t until you actually woke up to see Jason asleep that you slowly shook him awake. Jason jumped up in fright and when he saw that you were awake, a sigh of relief was released.

“how are you feeling? do you need anything?” he asked as you shook your head, “why did I know you would follow me to the club tonight?” you said with a tired smile. Jason shrugged, “you know how hard it is for me to quit you,” he confessed.

while you did want to keep up your anger towards him, you weren’t even in the mood to start arguing with him. “Jason, seriously?” you said, not knowing what to say. Jason checked the door to make sure it was closed before basically hovering over you, “I can’t lose you. I just can’t. you’re the only thing that makes me feel normal. I know I wasn’t prioritizing you but I just can’t see you with anyone else. seeing you with Wally earlier almost made me want to kill him. I swear, I’ll start being better. I’ll make sure to make time for you but please, don’t leave me,” he yelled but softly.

you had never heard Jason so vulnerable before, “wait, how did you know I was with Wally earlier?” you asked. Jason smiled sheepishly, knowing he was about to rat Tim out, “Tim might’ve told me,” he said. you squinted your eyes, “that asshole,” you said.

“Jay, it’s hard to believe that when this isn’t the first time its happened. I just, I can’t be put in third or fourth place anymore. I see the way Dick and his girlfriend are and he still makes time for her and I always question why can’t you do the same!” you replied. Jason nodded understandingly, “I know but please, please trust me. one more chance and if I screw this up, you have every right to leave me for good,” he said almost immediately.

you sighed, thinking for a few moments, “fine. one more chance and if you ruin it, it’s over. I won’t care what you say or do to try and get me back,” you threatened as Jason sighed in relief.

he bent down for a kiss that had went longer than usual. it was getting steamier by the second but before you could continue, you heard a knock on the door indicating that the nurse or a doctor realized you were awake, “later, I promise. you’ll have enough time for this when you nurse me back to health,” you whispered making Jason laugh, “good because the way you were dancing with your friend might’ve turned me on more than I want to admit,” he said.

you rolled your eyes as Jason sat back down on the chair as the doctor walked in.

#DC comics #DC imagines #dc imagine #dc #dc x reader #jason todd #jason todd imagine #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x reader #red hood #red hood imagine #red hood x reader #red hood x y/n

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crazyfreckledginger · 6 years ago

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Q&A

Thank you to those who have asked questions, y’all are awesome!! It also means the world to me that we got this far! 80k you guys oh my god! You guys brighten my day I love and appreciate every single one of you!

If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be?

Everywhere! I want to visit every

Which Robin is your personal favorite?

Oh no you didn’t! 😂 I can’t really choose, but I know my least favourite is Tim! (Sorry timmy!) But Dick, Jay and Dami are my boys!

Do you like to read? And if so, do you have a favorite book or series? / favorite book?

I like to read fanfiction, does that count? 😂 But as books, I love ‘Finding Audrey’ by Sophie Kinsella and ‘Everything, Everything’ by Nicola Yoon

What got you into the batboys?/ How did you develop interest in the batfamily?

I have absolutely no idea! Oh, no, actually, I think I saw an imagine on Tumblr a year ago and just started reading fanfiction about it!

Outside the Batfamily, who is your favorite superhero (or superheroes)?

Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Peter Parker Laura Kinney and Logan Howlett!

do you considere the robin's similar to peter Parker??

Yes, especially Tim!

How to you get inspiration for your one-shots?/ What inspired you to start writing? / What made you want to start writing? What do you do to get inspiration in writing?/ What is your motivation or drive?

Before I started requests, I just had an accumulation of random stories in my head and had to write them out, now, most things. Sometimes it’s because of dreams, movie I watch with interesting scenes or plot twists, books or general ideas that just pop into my head, sometimes it’s also ‘what if’ type questions, if that makes sense.

If your favorite batboy died, how would you feel?

TeRiRbIE, probably mourning for the rest of my life lol.

Young justice season 3?

HELL YEAH DICK IS HAWT AF OMG

What's your favourite food?/ Favorite Food,

Indian and Mexican food for life!

What do you like the most about your fave batboy?

EVERYTHING, MY BOYS ARE PRECIOUS

Do you think the rumor about Damian being Jason's son is true?

I didn’t hear about this before but nope, I mean how even?? 😂 Like, in most universes, the age gap between the two is between 10 to 14 years, how- I don’t- no, and besides, they come from a completely different background and I don’t know where this is from but it’s always going to be a no in my heart!

Can you relate to any of the batboys?

All of them! I’ll generalise a lot because this might turn into an essay otherwise lmao.

Damian for his love of animals and hating people in general. Tim for the lack of sleep. Jason is me tbh. Dick loves puns and jokes as much as I do.

Are Bruce and your father alike?

Kind of?

What's your favourite T.V show?

Sons Of Anarchy, Friends, The Vampire Diaries and Good Girls

Are you looking forward to Titans on October 18th?

I have mixed feelings about it, I’m happy they are making a live action Dick and Jason but it looks really bad, I’m still going to keep an open mind though!

Jason and Artemis or Kori and Dick?

Kori and Dick, I don’t seen Jason and Artemis’ relationship as more than friends, I don’t know what happened in RHATO, which is funny how I keep talking about the comics since I magically have never read any of them???

Thoughts on Redhood's transformation In Redhood the Outlaw?

I want my Jaybird hair back. I’m oKaY with the new design but I adore the old design!

Cookies: Alfred or M'gann?

Alfred’s (that was a tough one though!)

Is Brenton Thwaites good enough to be Robin in the upcoming series?

I don’t know! I’ve never really had a good face claim for Dick so I’m going to keep an open mind about it. He’d better had a nice bubble butt though!

Jason's gun or Dick's eskrimas?

Ughh this is haaard! Maybe Dick’s eskrima sticks.

Talia or Selena?

Selena

Poison ivy or Harley Quinn?

Harley Quinn

If you were in DC universe and you will be able to make a crossover it will be with?: Marvel, Transformers, Supernatural

Marvel or Transformers!!

Do you like birdflash?

I only see them as bros but I respect people’s choice of shipping them together!

Besides Batman what other fandoms are you into ?

Marvel, Sons Of Anarchy, Transformers, Stranger Things, Good Girls, From Dusk Till Dawn, The Vampire Diaries and loads more!

What’s your most liked story on wattpad

This one lmao (batboys x reader)

Do you like voltron if so who’s your favorite paladin

I don’t watch Voltron, sorry, the fandom is insane and scary on Tumblr (without wanting to generalise) . I’ve tried watching an episode but I just can’t seem to get into it!

Will you take request in the future Not that I’m asking for one I’m just curious I love your writing style

Aw thanks! 🙈 That’s so sweet of you. And yes of course!! I just closed them because I didn’t know when I would be able to have a reliable amount of time to write, I’m opening them soon hopefully! :)

Favorite movie of all time/ What's your favorite movie and why?

Logan, the FeElS, plus my girl Laura plus my man Donald Pierce is in it.

The Dark Knight (the one with Bane and The Joker) both villains are extremely intimidating and Nolan was able to portray them in an extremely terrifying way whilst keeping us on edge for the whole movies! True masterpieces.

Also Tomb Raider because kick some ass queen omg.

favorite character characters

DONALD PIERCE, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff, Laura Kinney, Dick Grayson, Wally West, Roy Harper, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne among so so many others.

favorite (video) game,

Outlast and Until Dawn!

Do you have/wish to have any pets?

Yes I have had a bunch! Three rabbits, a sheep and a goat! I wish I’d have a cat though!

How would you describe your clothing style?

Comfortable and tries to be at least a little stylish lol

Any artists/celebs You look up to?

Not really no, I’ve never really looked up to anyone.

What kind of music do you like?

Pop, Classical not the Mozart type of classical.

Do You have any "rituals" regarding your writing process?

Yes! If it’s a series, I write the whole plot down on a book with details and elements that I want included. I keep it besie me to be sure I follow the plot whislt writing it.

Since I write in the evening, if there’s a one shot request that I lack inspiration about, I write something else and think of a plot when I’m in bed before i go to sleep. It really helps be get the requests written and in the queue.

I normally sit in front of my TV, catching up on my series or something and just write. I don’t really have a ritual other than this!

Favourite cartoon?

Young Justice ayyye!

If you were to choose your own name, what would it be?

I’ve never really thought about it, I don’t know, I like my name!

But I really like Kia or *gasp* Sam. Not Samantha but just Sam.

Favourite mythical creature?

Griffin, phenix and dragons!

What language do you wish to speak?

Italian and Spanish!

Any lucky items/superstisions?

A tiger’s eye necklace my cousin gave me three years ago, I wear it everyday! If you could be any animal, real or mythical, what would you be?

A tiger, an eagle or a griffin. I can’t choose lol!

Do you think you'd survive in a post apocalyptic world?

Maybe? I mean I feel like I would be smart enough but I saw World War Z and dying is better than surviving with traumatic experiences running through your head 24/7!

Where would you go for a dream vacation?

Everywhere! I want to visit the world!

If a genie granted you 3 wishes, what would you wish for? (No wishing for more wishes lol)

DANG IT!

1. That everyone should have a different perspective so that they can realise how bad the world is becoming and to change that.

2. Appreciation of every single being on the planet that sexual orientation does not matter in a relationship and that, no matter what you consider yourself, that society accepts you no matter what.

3. That everyone becomes the best person they can possibly be. We could conquer the world!

Do you prefer rain or sun?

RAIN!

Do you like thunderstorms?

Hell yeah!

Are you good at puzzles?

Depends which ones, generally yes. Depending on my mood, I can be very stubborn and finish it and sometimes I’m going to be screw it I give up lol!

What do you enjoy most about life?

My mutuals, happiness, fraternity, you guys and a few other things I’m sure (can’t remember)

What's your favorite fictional world? (DC, Marvel, Shadowhunters, etc)

DC, Marvel, Transformers and the 10 year old in me says Narnia as well!

What do you think happens after we die?

I feel like you’d come back as a different person. I’ve always wanted to believe that you’d become an animal but I have no idea!

If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?

Indian food!!

Do you like to dance?

Yes but alone! I’m horrible at dancing!

Where do you feel most comfortable/safe?

With my best friend! Or at home!

What's something that always makes you smile?

My mutuals, your comments they seriously make my day a little brighter.

Are you good at gardening?

Nope I don’t like it either!

What's your preferred footwear?

Sneakers if that’s what it’s called!

Favorite flower?

Roses!

What fills up your heart to bursting level?

Kitties and puppies! 😍 Also anything including helping people or animals together and/or animals with their owners.

What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever done?

Opening up to someone, showing my feelings and emotions and getting out there to make friends. I haven’t had the best childhood.

What’s your favorite poem or saying?

“Hope for the Best, Plan for the Worst”

And most importantly: do you think we'll ever see good writing again in DC for our favorite characters?

I really hope so, the writers are becoming more and more despised. Only DC fans hate DC on a completely different level of hatred lmao.

What'd you think of Heath Ledger's Joker?

Terrifying. heath Ledge did a fine good job at portraying someome that puts that unsettling feeling in your gut. Every one of his scenes are iconic. The best Joker so far in my opinion.

whO rAnKs NumBer TwO iN "Batboys with a fresh booty" since we all know dick ranks number one

Hmmmm,

Conclusion...

That’s a very cute tushy if you ask me!

[not my pics]

what do you think about Erik Lehnsherr and Stephen Strange?

I’m not particularly attacted to Erik but I know he’s misunderstood and I understand why he’s so loveable by many people in the X-Men fandom. But he’s just not my type of guy.

Stephen Strange is badass and a sass master and no one can convince me otherwise. He’s an awesome character.

what would your perfect date with Donnie (Donald Pierce) be like?

Ohhh, going to the movies and then just hanging out somewhere nice, talking and laughing and then ordering takeaway and cuddling up on the couch whilst watching Netflix ahhh! 🙈

#get to know the writer #milestone #75 000 reads on wattpad #wattpad #80k now tho #tag game #q&a #celebration

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