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thealtoduck · 1 month ago

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BRAT - You and Tim Drake HATE eachother… but there’s a spark…

Tim Drake x Male Reader

Warnings: Insults, references to violence, Reader’s ex is a spider-mutant, making out…

Summary: Reader is the alternate universe version of Kitten (from Teen Titans) who is male and goes to school with Tim Drake and the two don’t get along at all but there’s something between them…

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• Most people would expect being raised by a supervilliain to be a traumatic experience and it probably was for most people… but not for you.

• Maybe it was because that your father Drury Walker aka ”Killer Moth” wasn’t known to be a very scary or imposing man. In fact to you he’d always tried his best to be decent dad, and was maybe even a bit to doting at times. Buying (or stealing) basically anything you could ever wish for.

• Some would probably even say they find you more evil than your father. All the babying, gifts, lack of non-criminal parental figures had turned you a bit spoiled… some might even say a BRAT…

• One of those people was your classmate, Timothy Drake, the two of you had never gotten along since the day you first met. Always arguing about the smallest things.

• He thought you were a spoiled little daddy’s boy, who might be able to give satan a run for his money.

• Meanwhile you thought he was a stuck up asshole, who should mind his business and couldn’t talk about being spoiled since his trust fund alone could probably fill a whole bank.

• The two of you bumped heads every time you interacted with each other. One time during PE, you were both selected as team captains during dodgeball and the gym became a warzone. Even when class was over the two of you were still trying to peg each other in the face with a ball.

• At one point you got into a physical fights in the hallway and your dads had to be called in. (Which was very awkward for Bruce to have to talk to Killer Moth of all people on how to deal with their sons feud).

• And you weren’t just a menace to Tim but to those around you as well as you got in to arguments pretty often (tho in your defense you didn’t start them, you just finished them).

• But at least you could hate each other at a distance at school, there was nothing forcing you to be in each other vicinty. That was until one of your teachers paired you both up for a group assigntment.

• You both basically begged your teacher to switch partners but she had made up her mind saying that it’d be good for you both to learn to put aside differences.

• As you left the classroom in a huff, Tim ran up behind you and said ”So, what are we gonna do?”. Just the tone of his voice annoyed you.

• ”WE are not gonna do anything, you’ll do your part of the project, I’ll do mine, seperately” you told him. Tim didn’t argue with that. And you both went home to do your parts.

• As you got home you went to your cutely decorated bedroom, that also happened to have a poster of Batman’s sidekick Robin (specifically the 3rd one, who you sorta had a crush on). You layed down on you bed and started doing your part of the project.

• A couple of days later as your project was getting closer to completion, you’d have to review it together to make sure it was cohesive. You were NOT about to let him inside your house. So he folded and said you could complete the project at his place the next day.

• You were picked up by Tim’s butler who then drove you back to Tim’s dad’s mansion. Tim reluctantly showed you inside. ”Come on, let’s just get this over with” Tim said and started leading you towards the stairs.

• But someone spoke up. ”Hey Tim, how was school?” you both turned to see an older guy walking towards you probably somewhere in his twenties. Was this Tim’s older brother, he was so hot, you thought panicking inwards, and started straightening your shirt.

• ”It was fine, nothing special” Tim answered as his brother then looked to you and said politely ”And who is this?”. ”Dick, this is Y/n Walker, Y/n, this is my brother, Richard Grayson” Tim answered swiftly wanting to finish your project as soon as possible.

• ”You’re Y/n Walker?” Tim’s brother questioned studying the pink shirt you were wearing and the general sweet aesthetic you had about you. You were the guy who had once beat up a football player for talking shit about you? ”The one and only” you said with a cocky smile.

• Tim then took you up to his room, it was big, really big. You sat together at his desk and you both brought out what you had worked on so far and discussed some things to tweak and started finishing up the assigntment.

• As you started getting close to finishing the project Tim swirled in his chair, accidentally knocking over your backpack making several of your belongings fall out. You let out an a annoyee ”Ugh” and got down on your knees to pick up your stuff. Tim also got down to help you pick up your stuff.

• It was mixed assortment of objects, school stuff, headphones, a packet of gummy bears and… a switchblade? Tim picked it up and asked…

• ”Why do you have a switchblade?”

• You swiped it out of his hand and said…

• ”Not that it’s any of your business but not everyone lives in a gated mansion, asshole”

• You shoved the switchblade back in your bag and sat back on the chair arms crossed glancing out the manor window but unless Tim was mistaken you looked a bit embarrased, as if Tim’s knowledge of your private life mattered.

• Tim then asked ”Where’d you get it?…”. ”My dad” you answered simply. And Tim thought it was best to not ask you anything else about it.

• Alfred then came up to Tim’s room with some refreshments for the two of you, interrupting the awkward silence.

• As you both sat and ate silently you brought out your phone, one of those modern flip-phones, you checked a text someone sent you and let out another annoyed ”Ugh”. Tim got the feeling he was meant to ask you about it and said ”What?”.

• As you typed you said ”One of my friends saw that my boyfrie-… ex-boyfriend is apparently on a date”. Tim was suprised and found himself asking ”You have a boyfriend?”, not that he was suprised you weren’t straight, more so the idea that anyone could tolerate your company long enough to date you.

• ”I said EX, his name is Fang, he’s a spider-mutant” you explained simply. ”He’s such a piece of shit… I need to find a way to make him jealous” you and Tim both glanced at each other having the exact same idea and then both shuddered in disgust.

• You both the looked offended. ”You’re not the one who should be disgusted at the thought of kissing me, I should be at the thought of kissing you” Tim said accusingly. You glared at him and said ”Oh! You wish you could have chance to kiss me, so I could show you how it’s meant to be done”.

• You glared at each other as another arguement was about to begin…

• But someway… somehow, you had ended up on Tim’s bed casually making out, pressing your lips against each other. Tim was a suprinsingly good kisser and the embrace you had each other in was pretty comfortable (not that you’d ever tell him that).

• Soon both your hands started exploring the other’s body, Tim lifting the leg of your shorts stroking his hand on your thigh. Meanwhile your hand found it’s way under his t-shirt feeling his suprisingly toned body under it.

• Before things went any further your phone chimed making you snap back to reality. ”My dad is here to pick me up” you said letting go off Tim and getting off his bed to get your backpack and leave.

• ”You’re a terrible kisser” Tim said teasingly leaning back against his headboard.

• ”And you need a breath mint” you told him, leaving him without as much as a goodbye.

• As you exited Wayne Manor your dad’s shabby car waiting outside, looking almost comically out of place. As you got in your dad asked you the simple ”How’s your day been?” questions. Until he finally asked ”So, how well do you think it’d go for me to rob that Wayne’s house, eh?”.

• ”You should check yourself in to arkham for even asking” you stated.

• During the car ride home you were deep in thought, why had you made out with Tim Drake out of all people? And more importantly why had you kinda liked it?…

• …EW

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onmyyan · 8 months ago

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Yandere DC Purge Au

A/N: inspired by a bot on janitor ai here's the link reader is this universes wolverine fem reader, yandere themes

Getting home from the Titans Tower, you shrug off your brown leather biker jacket, letting the heavy garment fall to the floor with an audible thump.

Boot clad feet accidentally kick a small black elegantly wrapped package that been slipped through your mail slot. (E/c) Eyes full of curiosity, you bend down to pick up the box, it was a little bigger than your hand, unable to fight the curiosity, you threw your helmet on the couch and used your sharp pointer finger nail to tear a seam into the paper, your mind moved a mile a minute as five neat letters in black envelopes were revealed.

Your heart falls to your stomach, you knew what these letters meant, what they entailed, you'd been chosen, and not by one yandere, but five. You didn't bother to read the letters, setting them down on your coffee table like the paper was going to bite you, sitting on the couch with a groan, your shoulders coiled like a animal ready to pounce. In all your 24 years you'd never had to deal with a yandere, while you were aware of them of course, your particular lifestyle didn't allow for such things, you were a hero after all, you couldn't help but tense, yes you were a formidable fighter, yes you had confidence in your abilities to defend yourself but five separate psycho's? That was a lot to deal with even for you.

You had a day to prepare, that's all the decency the government allowed people like her. A day to prepare for the insanity that was the Purge. All former plans for a quiet week off patrols were gone, replaced by your fierce determination. You wouldn't be caught, you'd been caged enough for your lifetime.

The next morning you make your way into the Titans Tower business as usual, you had no idea who the senders of the letters were so you kept your guard up.

It was a tradition for the team to hang out one last time before the purge, since all crime, including all yandere crime, was legal, the team technically got a week long vacation. So they liked to hangout the day before those infamous sirens would ring out across the city. The whole team was there, doing their usual things when you were approached by Rachel Roth aka Raven.

"Your mind is.. guarded tonight, are you alright?" Her soft monotone voice calls out dragging you from your mind, "Yeah just ..tense about tomorrow ya know?" Your voice gruff yet feminine, you didn't mind the fact that she was peaking into your head, having long since gotten used to her antics, instead you lean back on the counter surveying the room with a calculated gaze. You kept your thoughts clear knowing she had a penchant for reading your mind without permission, you didn't want to tell the team about the letters for a multitude of reasons, the main one being you didn't know if it was one of them who sent it. Of course you trusted your team but you'd learned long ago to trust yourself before anyone else.

And your enhanced animal like senses told you danger was a foot. "Any big plans for the week?" You ask casually still observing your other teammates.

"I rented a cabin in the snow, very tranquil, very secluded.." she paused a moment her dark eyes scanning your features, "You could come with me- if you don't want to spend the purge alone?" The question hung heavy in the air, the intensity in her gaze made you smirk, no way in hell were you taking a trip right now.

"I actually have some plans already." You smiled at the dark haired sorceress, trying to soothe the wound of denial. "Well if you at any point change your mind simply call for me and I'll be there." She says flatly, but her steel gaze was as intense as ever.

"Definitely." You respond before pushing off the counter, "I'm gonna hit the gym, see you later Rav."

'Well that was something' you thought to yourself, she'd always been attached to you, finding comfort in your troubled past, but she'd never looked so..like that before.

Shaking off the encounter you find yourself in the gym toned (s/c) arms stretching across your chest in preparation, a training dummy standing across from you. Just before you throw the first punch Conner aka Superboy walks in the room his arms crossed. "You wanna keep playing with that thing or you want a real fight?" The tall wall of a man asks walking closer to you, this wasn't out of the ordinary as you were one of the only people on the team who could keep up with Conner physically.

"let's go." You say getting into a fighting stance, your feet wide, fists in front of your face.

The spar was intense as usual with him, he didn't hold back, because of your healing factor he didn't need to, and you preferred it that way. You two danced around the mat swiping at each other, trading blows that would send a normal human to the grave. Your adamantium covered skeleton allowed you to land hits on him that actually sent him reeling. Your breath came out in heavy pants as Conner made an expert dodge, he sweeps his leg under you catching you off guard enough to stumble backwards, he grips your tank top stopping you from hitting the mat staring at you for a second too long before bringing you into a head lock, panting in your ear, "You give?" You could hear the smirk on his face, you growl under your breath, "Fuck off.", elbowing him hard enough to make him release you, instead of getting angry he just grins at you looking like an animal about to pounce.

The spar ends in a draw both of you covered in sweat, "you wanna hang out tomorrow?" He asks wiping his forehead, you pause thinking over the fact that tomorrow was the first night of the Purge, sure is didn't start until 7pm but it was risky as hell to go about business as usual on the day of.

"Sorry big guy I'm fully booked." The lie flows off your tongue easily enough, you couldn't risk getting Conner involved in whatever the yanderes had planned for you tomorrow, you also couldn't rule him out as a suspect yet.

The rest of your day is full of similar interactions with your team, Garfield aka Beast Boy had invited you over to his place for a gaming fueled sleepover, pouting when you decline, Kori aka Starfire had offered to straight up stay with you for the duration of the purge, looking absolutely confused as to why you'd said no.

The day ends with you gathering your things as you wouldn't be in the tower for a week. Damian, the current Robin and leader of your team walks over before you can leave. "I assume you've made preparations?" The enigmatic man spoke in that usual Damian tone that you could never quite get a read on. "I'll be fine." Was your simple answer. His green eyes studied you, taking in your response. He simply smirks at you before bidding you goodnight.

You got zero sleep that night the rainy Gotham skies a background to your inner turmoil. Your instincts said to run so you were. A few minutes before the sirens go off, you're in your garage, a duffle bag thrown over your shoulders, when you notice your bike's tires have been slashed, both of them deflated.

Cursing under your breath you steady your nerves before heading back up to your apartment. Navigating the streets of Gotham on the first night of the purge was a bad idea even for a self healing mutant with adamantium claws like yourself. Instead you choose to take the situation as it came, barricading the front door with a bookshelf, you pour yourself a double shot of whiskey and light the cigar you'd been saving for a special occasion.

The shrill terror inducing sound of the annual purge sirens go off on schedule, you remain unflinching as you prepare yourself for the inevitable encounter.

About five minutes after the bell stops ringing there's a loud knock on your door, the handle jingling seconds after, "(Y/n), open the door." The command was given pleadingly. You recognized that voice, the hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention. You were prepared for some nobody to try and claim you. Not him.

"We're getting in there no matter what so you may as well just," a loud bang shook the wood, "Open up." A second voice spoke out, this one just as familiar as the first, your heart fell to your stomach at the realization, the other three didn't need to speak for you to guess they were out there.

Your eyes quickly scan the window of your apartment, you were on the third floor but it was an easy drop for someone with your healing ability.

"Don't make this harder than it needs to be." The third gruff voice speaks before a gunshot is heard, the bastard had shot out your front door lock, a blue eye peaked in the hole locking onto you instantly a predatory look in the gaze. "There you are kitty." He says before glaring at the bookshelf in his way, it doesn't take much for him to start throwing his shoulder into the wood of the door.

"Don't scare her." The fourth voice chimed in but did nothing to stop the man barreling into your apartment. By the time the five entered you had already booked it out the window, your broken ankles healing as you sprint down the dimly lit Gotham streets.

"She's on the move." Bruce finally speaks, his authoritative voice left no room for argument. Damian was the first to act scaling down the apartment so fast he skipped some steps, he was a man on a mission.

Dick was quick to follow flipping out the window and landing gracefully before giving chase. Tim quickly pulled out a tablet tracking your every move.

Jason snarls at the chase, running after you like a beast on the hunt. Bruce follows behind in the batmobile with Tim guiding him to your location in the passenger seat, each man's heart burning for you.

The night had just begun and you were now playing a game you wanted no part in.

#yananswers #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere dc imagine #yandere dc x reader #yandere dc #yandere batfamily x reader #yandere batfamily #yandere batfam #yandere batfam x reader

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ferventrapture · 22 days ago

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They could've really ramped up the weirdness with Solas and I am going to be forever bummed that they didn't. Think about it, he's an eldritch being made demi-human flesh and he thinks immortality is the natural state of being. Maybe just for Elves, but what if he thought it was natural for everyone? What if when he stabbed Varric, he actually connected him to a titan which took in his consciousness so he wasn't actually 'dead' and was instead 'eternal' and the lyrium dagger was the link to that titan.

So when you saw him around, it was the him connected to the Titan. What if you knew Solas killed Varric and confronted him and he was like 'He is not dead, he is Eternal, as he should be.' and was just utterly convinced he'd done him a favor?

Like 'this is natural, this is what you should've been. You'll never die, isn't that great?' and meanwhile Varric thinks he's still alive and really walking around, even has a lyrium ghost form because the Lighthouse is in the Fade. You have to inform him, uh, you're dead and you're being kept 'alive' by a Titan indefinitely and he'd have to just. Deal with that. What if these things showed in Inquisition where he reacted very badly every time someone died. Not just his friend Wisdom, but anyone. Like it was an unnatural thing that really bothered him. Every time our troops died in great number in the field he's just sitting at his desk, looking sad and mopey and his voice lines are tired and sorrowful. And I dunno if humans are eternal originally, but Solas being convinced that it's the natural state of all things and they must've been, would've been cool to show. What if when you romance him he becomes panicked every time you fall in battle. Not just 'oh no! Hold on!' shit but like literally his AI will stop what he's doing and rush over to help you even if you're not controlling him to. Which would've been a cool thing to happen with all love interests, honestly, but what if the whole time he's just quietly freaking out under his breath. (of course in this version he can romance anyone of any race or gender because the point of his romance is realizing that people are people which applies to all of them.) What if we got reports after Wisdom died and he walked off, that half the countryside was destroyed with random bursts of magic and when he comes back we're like 'hey, was that you?' and he's just very quietly like 'I had a lot to work out'. And what if what galvanizes him isn't necessarily that he loves you, but because he loves you as a friend or lover, he cannot bear thinking of you or his other friends in the Inquisition dying? What if he tries to find a way to make Humans immortal because now he loves them too and wants to keep them? Just the ones not being dickheads, because he kills tyrants and honestly the ones owning slaves can just die, no loss there. But his human friends who are complex but good like Blackwall and possibly you and Vivienne even though they fight like cats and dogs because she IS doing her best in her own way, even if he doesn't understand it? What if the entirety of Veilguard/Dreadwolf had been about Solas desperately trying to stop death? Trying to save his people yes, but because their suffering would only end in death. They couldn't just outlast their masters and go on living endlessly afterwards. They would have a short life filled with pain and that's JUST too horrible to think about.

And he's perfectly reasonable, logical and understands compassion and empathy, which is what makes it so creepy when he starts talking about death and how it's unnatural and how he'll save everyone.

Not in the 'man I can't understand that' way, but in the way of 'damn, I can totally understand that but also his understanding if it is so alien it makes my brain tired trying to figure it out'.

#Solas Meta #Solas #Solas dragon age #dragon age solas

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ew-selfish-art · 2 years ago

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Dp x Dc AU: That one episode of teen titans where they all dress up as Robin + Tim being a gremlin about his legacy + Danny look alike/twin AU.

So there is that episode of Teen Titans where Starfire, Cyborg, Beast Boy and Raven all dress as Robin (Dick) while he's out and it's admitted that the outfit makes them feel cool. Imagine a young Tim hearing that story mentioned in passing by Dick while trying to manage what becomes Young Just-us. And then when Damain becomes Robin?? Gremlin mode activated.

Tim hosts regular 'Robin' Parties, where the idea is that you come in Robin colors, get a mask at the door and everyone gets to basically hang out in civilian clothes without the identity crises for those just getting started. "age appropriate" drinks, games, and good music are all staples. The parties become more frequent once Damian becomes Robin and he pointedly doesn't attend Tim's parties which... Neither of them are really happy about. Family is complicated, but finally, after a few years of cooling off, it's decided that Robin will actually host this years Robin party.

Meaning Tim shows up in casual clothes (MIT sweatshirt) and a mask, and Damian is actually dressed as Robin when the party is starting to get into the swing of things. The point of it is to make sure all the young heroes get to come and start to befriend each other, so there are a few people who show up and have to actually say that they're *insert alias* and this is met with basically "Dope, nice to meet you Robin" etc.

Insert Danny Twin AU (Or just look-alike fuckery) (for either brother but my brain is on Tim Twin au mode).

Danny decides to show up as his human self, grabs a mask at the door before coming in, and is slowly integrating himself into a conversation when someone grabs his arm- "Hey Red your brother is fighting with a newbie about meat products again-"

And Danny doesn't have a brother but my god has he heard this fight too many times with Sam and Tucker- He's going in and he's defusing this situation because he cannot handle the thought of this argument taking over his new friend group. He deals with it enough, okay?

Robin (like, the real one) looks at him curiously while Danny is talking down the other hero Robin (insert here), and the whole room notices when Robin doesn't take the opportunity to dismiss or belittle his older brother (Lmao because its danny). Damian cannot place his unease about Drake (again, Danny, who is not hiding his identity beyond a mask), and simply decides that this isn't worth the effort.

The party moves on but now instead of everyone calling themselves Robin, Danny is distinctly being called Red. It confuses him a bit, he didn't even know Red Robin was going to be at this party (he hasn't met the guy and doesn't know the lore), but he rolls with it because he's made fast friends with Robin (Bart), Robin (Cassie) and Robin (JON). The kid was full little bro energy and it made Danny laugh, he was so surprised when the real Robin joined them and fell into easy conversation with Robin (Jon).

Danny is playing games with a few others when someone goes to grab a broom to clean up- Turns out Red Robin and his boyfriend Kon had been making out in the closet for most of the party- and the whole room looks at Danny like he's tried to trick them. Tim is at first uneasy that so many people mistook him, but once he's in front of his dupe, puzzle pieces start to move around in his head.

"And who are you again, Robin?" Tim asks carefully, though he suspects he has his answer.

"Uh, Phantom, but you know, a lot of people were calling me Red tonight and I didn't get why until just now." Danny laughs nervously.

"Yeah I bet- Find me monday and we can see about a geneology test."

"That leaves us the whole weekend, to do what exactly? Fuck with people by pulling a parent trap style swap?"

"Nature vs. nuture and all but I don't know how you could be anything but my brother with a question like that." Tim grins and they get to scheming.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #dc crossover #dp crossover #long post #tim drake #danny and tim are twins au #robin party au #dear god someone please write this fic for me #its been rattling around in my brain for ages

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solitaryearthperson · 3 months ago

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Overprotective

Summary: Even though you can take care of yourself, Levi can't help but be protective of you.

(The reader is gender-neutral and uses they/them pronouns. The ethnicity/race is preferably Black/person of color.)

(The reader is a Titan like Eren.)

Levi watched you in mesmerized silence, his face still stoic and unreadable, as you shifted into a Titan, your form standing near the same height as Eren’s.

Be careful, (Y/N), he begged you in his mind. He knew that you could take care of yourself, in Titan form or human form, and although this was just practice to see how far Eren’s fighting skills had improved, he didn’t like the thought of you up against the hotheaded cadet.

An excited squeal came from his left and he saw an ecstatic and almost enraptured expression upon Hange’s face, the crazed scientist almost trembling with excitement at seeing you both in your Titan forms.

“I have got to run tests on them someday,” Hange exclaimed, their smile almost splitting their face.

“No, you don’t,” Levi responded, shocking them, and they were quickly reminded that other people were around.

“Right,” They said, nodding their head towards him, hoping that would placate him. “I’ll ask them without you around, lover boy,” they mumbled under their breath, before yelling out the order to begin the (fake) fighting. Levi had heard them, but chose not to comment, not wanting to prove the ‘loverboy’ title true.

It wasn’t exactly a secret that there was something going on between Levi and their new Titan-shifter. Mostly everyone had theorized that either you and him were already a thing or at the very least you two had fooled around with each other. Neither mattered as everyone noticed the overprotectiveness that Levi showed you and didn’t want to risk a brutal ass-kicking or worse.

As you and Eren tussled with each other, Levi placed a hand on his blades, ready to cut you out of the nape or deal with Eren if he needed to.

“Captain Levi, we have reports that-”

“Not right now,” Levi said, not taking his eyes off your fighting figures, watching every punch and throw you and Eren made. “Take it to Erwin and I’ll deal with it later.”

The soldier didn’t bother responding, only nodding his head, and left.

You and Eren were good friends, both of you helping each other when it comes to fighting off Reiner and Bertholdt, so it wasn’t much trouble for you two to be practicing fighting, knowing that neither one of you would literally hurt each other. But today was a surprise for you both. While it was somewhat improving, his fighting skills usually left him being defeated during practice, but today he surprised you with his speed. Using Reiner’s technique, Eren had pulled you to the ground, wrapping his arm tightly around your middle, not using his whole strength, while wrapping his legs around yours, preventing you from escaping.

“Wow! Good Eren!” A nearby soldier yelled.

Everyone was shocked and proud that the young cadet had finally beat you, except a certain, petite captain, who looked at you both with wide eyes and his hand on his blades, ready to use them.

“(Y/N)!” He yelled.

Wiggling in his hold, you tried to find a way out, but couldn’t. Both your arms and legs were trapped in his hold. Seeing that you were defeated, you let out a roar towards Eren and shimmied your shoulders, letting him know that you were conceding.

But Levi saw your trapped form and heard your roar as something else.

Pulling the blades out, he began to make his way towards you both, not hesitating to cut you out or deal with Eren.

“Wait, Levi, they’re fine,” Hange began to say, but Levi had already passed them. “(Y/N)!”

Hearing Hange yell your name, you looked over your shoulder to see Levi’s small figure coming, retracted blades shining brightly in the sunlight. You hurriedly detached your human body from the Titan form, the steam from the body bursting out blinding Eren momentarily and making him let you go finally.

“Levi,” You called him, stepping out of the body. Your legs were slightly weak as you jumped to the ground, almost falling as your feet touched the ground, but before you could, Levi had hurried to you, placing your arm over his shoulder and placed his arm around you, making sure to not cut you with the blades.

“Are you okay,” he asked, holding you tightly to him, not caring about how warm your body was.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little tired is all.”

“Come on. We’re done today.” Levi began walking you both away from Eren, who began to leave his Titan body as well.

“Levi, I’m fine. I promise.” Despite you saying this, you did feel a little more tired than usual, probably from being with him all night.

“Well…,” he was quiet for a second, trying to come up with an excuse good enough to use instead of admitting how he didn’t want to see you getting hurt, even if it was an accident or just some practicing. “I need your help with something, so you’re leaving.”

“Really, Ackerman,” you said, knowing what his true reasons were. You didn’t know whether to be flattered or offended about his overprotectiveness, especially since you and him haven’t made anything official yet.

“Yep,” he replied.

“Hey, where’re you going?! We’re not done!” You could hear Hange yelling as you both passed them.

“They’re tired. Play with just Eren today.”

Rolling your eyes, you thought about how you were going to have to apologize to Eren later on for being left in the care of Hange.

“You know that I was safe,” you told him, holding on to him while your legs recovered their strength.

“Don’t care, I need you today,” he said.

“For?”

“For whatever I say I need you for,” he glanced towards you, and you could see that one corner of his mouth was lifted up in a small grin, making your face warm up.

“Sure,” you replied, not minding the thought of spending the rest of the day with Levi.

#attack on titan #aot #aot imagine #attack on titan imagines #aot x reader #aot x black reader #aot x black!reader #aot x y/n #Levi Ackerman #levi ackerman imagine #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman x y/n #levi ackerman x black reader

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breakindishesinaelevator · 2 months ago

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FLY AWAY

Mark Grayson x Reader

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guys it took me the whole day making this please like it

3k+ words

takes place in season two and mark and amber dont get back together

(GO LISTEN TO LEY SOUL 👹👹)

(and ty for my bff for making this heading for me)

anyways fic under the cut

Fly away, on Saturday

Fighting to decay

Who am I to find out?

After Amber dumped Mark, obviously he would feel like the worst person ever. Alongside what happened with his dad, he'd rather just do whatever to get his mind off of it all.

Hearing alarms, another opportunity presents itself to him. Sighing, he takes off to the downtown city.

On his arrival, it seems like some other hero has already beaten him there. He gets ready to fly away again before hearing a child scream for help.

He might as well since he's here.

He zooms down, landing in front of the enemies, causing a shockwave to hit the ground as they're thrown back.

Turning around, he finds the same little girl who is affiliated with Titan. His daughter, Fiona. But, what's his daughter doing out here? She screams.

"Look out!"

One of the men has a rocket launcher. Where the hell did he get that?!

Moving to brace himself and Fiona for the coming impact, a wall of stone rises once the rocket is launched. The wall explodes on impact, only turning to dust. No debris for whatever reason. Holding Fiona, he looks to see who that is.

Another girl, looking around his age, jumps out of a now-demolished building. Who is that?

Grunting as you rise from the rubble, you use the leftover dust from the wall that was destroyed before and make stone spikes out of them.

"Fi-fi! Cover your eyes!"

Yelling the command to Fiona, she hides her face in the crook of Mark's neck.

You close your fist and make a motion as if you're throwing something. The stone spikes listen to your command and are launched towards your foes. Some are impaled, others jump out of the way.

As you continue to fight the people, Mark sets Fiona a safe distance away before jumping in as well. You both fought side by side, protecting Mark with your stone formations as much as you could whenever someone would move to harm him. You probably weren't aware that he couldn't be hurt by their weapons but he still appreciated the thought.

Throughout the fight and even after the fight, he couldn't stop watching you. You were at the very least caring seeing as you protected him. You weren't bad-looking. You were pretty. Gorgeous, even.

Who were you?

Fly away

Fly, Fly, Fly away

Fly away

Fly, Fly

After the fight, you ran over to Fiona to make sure she was okay. If your dad found out you were attacked, he'd kill whoever it was and whatever gang they're from. If he also found out you snuck out with your sister, he'd probably kill you.

Fiona squirmed out of your hold and ran over to Mark. Throwing herself at him, he went to catch her. She hugged him tight.

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Invincible! Thank you for helping my sis!"

Oh shit. You were also Titan's daughter. He pats her back, setting her back down on the ground. Sheepishly looks back up to you with a small smile.

"Of course! It was no big deal- I'm always here to help!"

You look at him skeptically. How does Fiona know him but you don't? He doesn't look that familiar. You've kept track of the news. As much as you could at least. Your dad was very protective of what you were exposed to. Nevertheless, you hold out your hand for Mark to shake.

"[Name]. Thanks for your help but I was handling it perfectly fine."

Mark's mind blanks as you cross your arms, half-glaring at him. Don't look at him like that. Jeez, he just got out of a relationship! He can't move on this fast, can he?

"R-right... Does- does your dad know you're both out here?"

Watching as you freeze slightly, you sputter to quickly make an excuse for your reasoning out here. It was a stupid reason anyway.

Mark's smile broadens as he realizes that you snuck out. And with your sister as well? He knows Titan well enough that he doesn't allow those he loves out in the world.

"Well, maybe I can fly you both back home?"

Where would you like to go?

Both you and Invincible are better acquainted now. You still don't know what he looks like under that mask. Hell, you sneak out sometimes just to see him. He'll even fly by and bring you things. Or he'd fly by to pick you up and you both fight crime together. Things ranging from little souvenirs from all over the world.

He comes by again, knocking on your given room window. Excitedly opening it, you move to let him inside. He doesn't though.

"Hey, wanna come on a fly with me?"

(The present moment is life)

"C'mon now, and go where? I've been listening to the police scanner and it's been pretty dead tonight."

Mark smiles at your words. He likes how close you both have gotten. It almost makes him want to show you his real identity. But alas, he can't until he's 100% about you. You are a crime lord's daughter after all.

He ended up convincing you to go with him. Flying was never your strong suit though. You always liked being on the ground. Maybe it was something to do with your powers.

He carries you bridal style through the air, enjoying the feeling of you clutching onto him through his suit.

You wouldn't even look down. Or up. Or anywhere that isn't underneath your eyelids. You just didn't feel stable when in the air. You don't even go onto planes or helicopters or even your dad's private jet.

Mark chuckles, his grip tightening on you.

"We're almost there, I promise. Don't open your eyes until I tell you to."

You heat up a bit. You had a small growing crush on Invincible. He's been good to you. Even if you don't know what he looks like. It doesn't matter.

You finally feel the ground under your feet as Mark places you down. Missing the feel of his hands on you, you distract yourself by covering your face with your hands. Feeling Invincible's hand place itself on your forearm, slowly dragging you over to something.

"Okay, open your eyes."

You gasp softly seeing the most beautiful view ever. He brought you to the high point of a mountain out in the wilderness, overlooking the vast expanse of nature. The moon is at the right spot, shining light on you both perfectly. Looking over to where Invincible is standing, you see him lighting up some candles that are near a blanket with food and fruits on it.

Was this a date?

I am not afraid to stare into shadow

You and Invincible have been going on dates here and there and finally made your relationship official. This being said, he revealed his true identity to you.

Mark finally decides it now time for you to have your supersuit, and he brings you to Art.

Now with your new supersuit, you want to go out a test-run it immediately.

(You stand strong in the unknown)

Mark brings you to a battle that even the Guardians were at. You fight alongside them, a great help. You'd create stone formations to protect any bystanders from getting hit. You'd create stone pillars to keep buildings from collapsing onto civilians.

The people loved you! They began to call you Sandstorm. Fits you pretty well, to be honest. You can control sand making them solid or turn to dust.

The Guardians were pleased to meet you. Eve was a bit skeptical, about how you've come out of nowhere. With Mark as well on top of that. But she didn't end up minding it at all.

You were on the news, and on social media, people did love you! They said your costume was cute, your powers were cool, how you saved a lot of lives! You loved the attention! You'd geek out to Mark about how it felt, being in a real villain fight. How free it felt to do something on your own away from home.

Mark also eventually brought you to meet his mom. She was super nice and caring. You saw where Mark got his kindness from. Debbie was praising you on your work in the battle, how she saw you move on the moves.

The night went on and Mark brought you home. Once he left you were met with one last obstacle.

Your father.

From the final look over my back

Long story short. Titan was livid. How could you sneak around under his nose like this? He trusted you to be responsible! To be better than this!

And to make it all worse, you were running around with that goody two-shoes, probably rich boy, Invincible! A boy who's never known struggle as he has. Or you! The things you've had been through before he took down Machine Head!

He's tripled the security around your room. Now being more strict than ever. He doesn't approve of you putting yourself in danger as you have been doing. Especially for these people of the world who probably could care less about you if your life was in danger.

"If I ever catch you sneaking out again or anywhere you're not supposed to be, the next time you'll be on the news it'll be an obituary."

Leaving your room after those words, Titan takes a deep breath. He hates saying that kind of thing to you, but it seems you never listen until he does get threatening. He calls for Isotope.

"Tell the security staff, that if they see even a speck of Invincible floating around here, they tell me immediately. I got some not-nice things to say to that boy."

(The present moment is life)

You did text Mark what happened. He was going to go to you immediately and possibly knock some sense into your father.

You tell Mark not to, that you'll be okay. And that you'll try to talk to your dad instead. Show him that you're helping the world get better by becoming a hero. Maybe give him an ultimatum as well. There's no reason for him to be acting this way anyway. You're an adult! Eighteen for crying out loud! You're not a child so why does he do this?

Undo all, Return

Finally talking to your father and making him see reason, you're allowed out of the house. You've proven to him that you could take care of yourself. (You fought.)

When you guys did fight, Titan did not hold back. Yes, you're his daughter, but since you want to be grown and go into the world-- he was going to show you that no one will pull their punches.

Obviously! You knew that already! But you weren't going to tell him.

You also got him to give Mark a chance. Both of them meet again, (Mark being in costume, of course, he doesn't trust Titan that much.) Mark proves to Titan that he's capable of protecting you. (They fought as well but with Isotope in the mix.)

Now reunited with Mark, you guys go on dates as always. You hang out with the Guardians. You even met Cecil and were offered a place in the GDA. You didn't know about trusting him though.

You were also getting used to flying. Even started to fly yourself using your powers to make dust devils that carry you places. Nothing beats flying with Mark though.

You even joined his college. Finally moved out of your father's control. You got the smarts. You got the money. So why not? Only brings you and Mark closer.

Another, Rebirth

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Anywhere babe that you wanna go

Hero work is tiring. After much persuasion from Mark, you joined the GDA. And man, Cecil doesn't give a fuck about how tired you are. You are Guardian level strong. Why don't you join the Guardians? Because if Mark isn't, then you won't either. You're a package deal!

Joining Mark on missions, he worries a bit about your safety. Yes, you're strong. Yes, he trusts you. But you're not... invincible... like he is.

(The present moment is life)

The first time you got severely hurt almost scared him to death. Even seeing a bruise blemishing your perfect skin pains him. He loves you too, too much. Who is he to complain though?

You are the, you are the legacy

Why not leave a tall shadow?

"If they need you, Mark, then who am I to keep you from saving lives?"

Mark just came to you in the middle of the night with some kind of anthropomorphic bug. He said the bug's people need his help. Why specifically Mark? You don't know. The bug seems genuine though.

"I don't know... it's a bit... fishy to me."

Sighing, you place a gentle kiss on his lips. Instinctively, he places his hands around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"It'll be okay. You're Invincible after all! What's the worst they can do?"

Mark smiles at what he assumes to be a pun. He kisses your cheek, holding you tight like he's trying to remember the shape and feel of you before leaving for some planet in space.

"I love you."

"I love you more... Be careful, and come back to me in one piece."

(You stand strong in the unknown)

Two months later, Mark comes back... with a baby?!

"Who's baby is that. That better not be yours, Markus Sebastian Grayson!"

"Woah! Woah! Woah! It's not-! He's not mine!.... How do you know my full name???"

Mark panics not wanting you to get the wrong idea. He came home expecting to see his mom but found you there with her also. He was gonna tell you..... after dropping Oliver off with Debbie of course.

I swam and conquered the waves

“Come on! Cecil’s giving me two nights off every week! Let’s go out and have fun!”

Mark is currently wrapped around you like a koala but beaming like a golden retriever.

“Hmmm… I don’t know~~ I got to study for some tests that are coming up…”

Groaning and rolling his eyes, Mark closes the book you’re reading and lifts you into his arms. You squeal as he raises you into the air and nuzzles your cheek.

He takes you both to the window and opens it. Flying out of your room, you both soar into the sky above the clouds. Your eyes twinkle as they take in the stars and Mark’s eyes twinkle just by watching at you.

Looking back at him, you lean in to rest your forehead on his. Mark closes the gap between you, gently kissing you. You kiss back immediately, wrapping your arms around him.

Mark took you to many places. He brought you to Kenya, Switzerland, Japan, Taiwan, Egypt, Ontario, and many more countries. All in one night too!

Your final stop was Venice. Both of you now sitting at a table. One plate of pasta in the middle of you both. This was about to become a Lady and the Tramp scene.

You talked about school and recent local missions that you’ve done. Truly enjoying your time together, you both lean in for another kiss.

“Mark Grayson. Invincible.”

“What?”

Mark leans back to look at the woman who just appeared out of nowhere.

“Come with me now. Or this woman dies.”

You freeze. Not daring to turn around. For some reason, that voice immediately ran chills through your body. It took you so off guard that you don’t even know what to think right now. Mark is caught off guard too, just staring at the woman before him.

“Did you hear me?”

The woman then places her hand around your neck, squeezing slightly. Your breath stutters and even nerves in your body are on fire due to the stress you’re going through now.

“…Mark?”

Now I am not going away

Mark stops by your dorm room to check if you were there after the encounter with Anissa. You weren’t. Mark sucks in a breath, gaining an idea of where you might be. He takes off into the night sky, hoping you’re alright.

Knocking on your window at Titan’s penthouse, Mark slowly lets himself inside. You didn’t lock your windows ever since you and Mark first started dating.

“Hey… Oof-!”

You rushed to Mark, instantly crushing him in a hug.

“You’re okay! Oh, thank God you’re okay!”

Mark smiles and hugs you back. No, he’s glad you’re okay. You’re safe and alive. As you should always be.

“I was- I was so scared that maybe that woman might’ve done something to you! Something bad-! I-“

Mark cut off your rambling with a kiss.

“I love you so fucking much.”

Undo all, Return

“Get the fuck away from them!!”

Mark rushes towards Angstrom in rage. Once again, Angstrom opens another portal in front of him, trapping Mark in another dimension.

Angstrom thought Mark wasn’t mad enough. So he brought you into the mix.

While Mark was struggling to survive in another dimension, Angstrom forced Debbie to lure you to the house.

Upon arrival, you were shot in the abdomen immediately. Rendering you immobile. Alive, but barely. You couldn’t move. You could barely speak. Coughing out blood almost every time you breathed.

When Mark was brought back, seeing the sight of you bleeding out and your head under Angstrom’s foot, made him snap.

Roaring, he moves to grab Angstrom. Once again thrown in another portal. This time though, he was brought back quicker. Mark now pauses to plan rather than throw himself in another dimension.

Angstrom laughs in sick enjoyment.

“Hm. I guess this still isn’t enough to push you further. Very well then.”

Angstrom lifts his foot and kicks your motionless body toward Mark. Mark reaches for you instantly, only for a portal to open right before he can get you. Trapping you in another world.

“No!!!”

Another,

“Oh? And what do we have here?”

Rebirth.

#invincible x reader #invincible #mark grayson #mark grayson x reader #songfic #can u tell i got lazy near the end #variant mark at the end u can imagine whoever tho #idk if i should make a part two #Spotify

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transformers-spike · 5 months ago

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Consider: StarScream x human who thinks they're not good enough for him because of how different they r physically even if they do love him to death (this can be SFW or NSFW, same amount of drama tbh)

This got pretty damn sad. It has a good deal of angst and a bit of spice, plus a hurt/comfort element to it. Anyway, Starscream is trying his best

You don’t deserve him. Quite frankly, you don’t deserve anyone. You’re meek, untalented and homely. Among others of your kind, you are below average in everything, and the least qualified in your position. It was a stroke of luck, or rather an attempt to self-destruct through entertaining contact with metal titans. Some idiotic part of you thought it would quell the pain in your chest after your disillusionment with the US government. They promised you altruism, said you could accomplish great things for the population, take care of the less fortunate, protect those neglected by the system and take the new generation under your wing while guiding them towards a brighter future. You were a fool for believing their silver lies, but was it so wrong to dream of a world where you mattered in the eyes of the powers that be? To think that, if only for a moment, there was something greater looking out for everyone’s well-being? Evidently, you were wrong.

Starscream was the one who saw potential in you, however small. He noticed your fancy government badge that didn’t mean shit to you anymore and decided you were a good fit for his newest project. With enough classified documents under your belt to qualify as a government risk, you were considered a good fit to aid them in infiltrating and dismantling the very structure providing the Autobots with invaluable aid.

It didn’t take much convincing, you had already given up on a position you’d worked your whole life towards, and after what you witnessed at the top, you would do anything to get back at the very same people leaving others to die just to line their own pockets with money. Maybe that was what brought you close in the first place; a shitty boss pretending to support a cause he didn’t believe in, mistreating his subordinates on a whim, berating others for minor mistakes until they cracked under the pressure. In the beginning, Starscream regarded you with poorly hidden contempt, no different from your human superiors. But little by little, through mutual exhaustion, he’s begun to begrudgingly view you as a competent collaborator. Dedicated to a fault, you’ve worked your ass off providing the requested information to your titans to drown out the fear eating at your brain, warning you of your imminent demise at their hands. But what could you do? Life traded you one anxiety for another, and at least the threat they posed was physical, no hidden motivations to look out for under a veneer of kindness. Simple, but effective. Entertaining a workplace relationship with the likes of a giant metal alien wasn’t expected by any means, but you’ve accepted it quickly under uncertain circumstances. There was no proper time to contemplate your actions, much less take a hard look at your situation and rebuke yourself for taking everything in stride. Survival was talking, and there was no questioning it with your head on the chopping block and someone as elegant as him offering respite. He always seems on edge, stiff and analytical. His sharp optics observing those under his command, taking account of their body language, the subtlest reactions, and adapting his management accordingly. It’s no secret you admire him for it. When you first complimented him to his face, he seemed outright baffled, only to quickly recover and brush it off in his typical self-assured tone.

He latches onto praise so easily, clinging onto your every word despite his rebuttals. It’s only natural you give him what he deserves. After being terrorized by the tyrant for eons, it’s the best you can offer him, no matter how meagre. “Interfacing” is… complicated to say the least, disregarding the major size difference. Your little trysts are kept a tight-lipped secret, and for that you are grateful; you would rather not tarnish his hard-earned reputation. He’s the one doing most of the touching, careful digits ghosting over flesh, shiny metal mesh pristine next to the moles and stretch marks staining your greasy skin. Occasionally, he presses his intake between your legs and pleasures you until you’re shaking. You don’t deserve it, yet he offers it in spades, stroking his beautiful spike in tandem with his talented glossa. Sometimes you get to do more; to bring your mouth to his anterior node and work his delicate valve until he overloads around your hand, a beautiful cyan turned purple under the red glow of his biolights.

You’re so lucky to be around him, to see his softer side; optics half-lidded, wings reclined behind his back, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips; completely at ease in your presence. What makes you so special to him? You’ve asked him innumerable times and received little more than an eye roll and an order to stop wasting your energy on such trash. Is it really your fault? Your mind’s pointing out the obvious. He is sleek and elegant while you are little more than vermin in his presence. The thoughts have consumed you to a point y our work has started to suffer; acceptable results have become mediocre or downright terrible.

The seconds are ticking by. He has mentioned intending to “discuss” your recent drop in performance, and the mere notion of it makes you sick to your stomach. You brace yourself for disappointment, for the end of your ambiguous liaison, be it under blaster fire or a simple permanent dismissal from his habsuite. You’re sitting down, twiddling your thumbs, head hanging low awaiting your executioner's method. When he enters the room, your heart clenches in your chest, yet you do not dare meet his gaze. It only seems to enrage him further, he's already beaten down after a long day of dealing with the likes of Megatron. “Human,” he sneers, familiar disdain oozing from his voice. “Cease this needless self-pitying festivity at once!” “Or what?” you say numbly. Your uncharacteristic interruption stops him in his tracks, optics scanning your blank expression. “Are you going to end me now? After you’ve invested so much in this human fuck up?" you thumb at yourself. "Do it. It’s not like I’ve made any real progress anyway.” He furrows his optical ridge, contempt sketched into a sneer. “Alright. I see you are in no state to cooperate,” he responds, deceptively calm. He leans down to your height and offers you his servo. When you don’t climb in he lets out a furious ex-vent and grabs you. Eye to optic, dizzy from the sudden manhandling you should have grown accustomed to by now, you make no effort hiding the misery underlining the dark circles under your eyes. “If you wished to discuss such a trivial subject, then you should have brought it forth after my shift,” he thrusts a razor-sharp digit at your chest. “Trivial, huh?” You tilt your head for sarcastic emphasis. He sucks in a deep in-vent. “You have a single klik to speak your mind.” “Oh? 8.3 minutes? How awfully generous of you, Commander,” you mock, intending to waste every single second digging a grave to lie in. He looks just about ready to punt you out of an airlock when… “Why do you feel so inadequate?” The question feels like having a bowling ball dropped on your head. “What?” “Must I repeat myself?” he hisses.

You pause, struggling to collect the words on your tongue. Each time you think you find the right answer, it dissolves right at the tip of your palette. Eventually, you give up and gesture at yourself in defeat. “Because look at me !” you snarl. “You’re… everything while I’m nothing compared to you!” He leans back, his anger at your outburst soon eclipsed by an odd (if not somewhat begrudging) sympathy. “You’re a human,” he points out matter-of-factly. “Is that not enough of a value indicator? Out of all the fleshbags scurrying around your planet, you are uniquely easy on the optics, rather tolerable and, might I add, competent in your field.” You swallow the lump in your throat. “But you could have gone for another Cybertronian. If we’re so inferior, why-” “Have you even met any of my subordinates?” he snaps. “If the crew had been different and the circumstances allowed it, maybe I would have entertained the notion. But I would rather tear out my audio receptors than be with the likes of them .” He shudders. He gingerly presses a claw to your cheek. “You’re worthy of my presence. There. Gratified? You should be,” he grumbles. You pull his digit into a hug and proceed to bawl your eyes out.

#btw i assumed you meant tfp starscream #altho i wouldn't mind doing tfa starscream either #even tf one starscream #transformers x human #transformers x reader #transformers prime #valveplug #tfp starscream #tfp starscream x reader #starscream x reader

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megtrns · 5 months ago

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hello! i saw requests were open. :>

i feel like you would write for tf! one sentinel very well. pretty blue bastard, always draped in gold but - he does show the capability to be knocked down a peg.

a human, prized by the quintessons as "incentive".. they end up being a bit too entertaining and bring a fake prime to his knees instead.

a/n : hi robolvrr, thank you for being my first request ! thanks for putting your faith in me , i hope i won't let you down with this <3

shades of blue and shame. sentinel (tf one)/reader. (nsfw!)(mdni!)

as much as you hate to admit it, blue is a nice look on sentinel — electric cobalt accentuated by the streaks of fluorescent gold.

he paints himself like a king, all flashy and bright. which makes him more annoying to you, someone who knows the truth beneath his tower of lies. if the quintessons hadn’t been so kind to you, showering you with riches and keeping you happy, you wouldn’t have agreed to negotiating with him. it speaks volumes on how irritating sentinel was, for the quintessons had passed him on to you, a human initially abducted to better facilitate mediation between them and organic races. and this was the first time you had actually to put in the work, considering that most of the time, the quintessons don’t try to bargain before conquering entire planets.

you had no previous interest in cybertronians. you've seen plenty of impressive alien races in your line of work, the ability to transform and stand sixty feet tall shouldn't warrant even a sliver of special interest from you. but sentinel himself is a whole different conversation: conniving, shrewd, and self-serving to the point of tyranny, those who knew him behind his curated facade feared him. but while you've seen him bask in the sight of soldiers cowering at his pedes, you knew that for sentinel, nothing comes close to the feeling of being adored.

you've seen his optics and how they gleam under the sun as he steps out of his balcony to greet his naive citizens, chassis puffed out and preening as they worship him.

often you wonder how his people would react to seeing him for who he is: this cruel, deceitful pretender full of dirty little secrets. and considering that you've become one of those secrets, it gave you a sense of thrill to know that you could easily expose him: if not for a false saviour, for the mech he becomes when he's under you.

once you've discovered just how pliable the mech is under your touch, what started as a seductive technique to secure more energon for the hive turned into a weapon. you had your suspicions, from how you'd catch him staring at your cleavage (because he thought you were too busy reading the documents in your hand) to the subtle twitch of his fingers every time you furiously curse him.

before you would always have to go the extra mile to chase him down the hallways to yell your threats at him, these days you have the titan mass displaced and writhing beneath you, mouth gagged with the tie you always make an effort to wear for 'work'. with both thighs around his waist, knees pressed against the metal berth so that your cunt remains suspended over his weeping spike, you glide two fingers past the seam of his metal plating to stroke his neck cables: once, twice. he shudders at the contact, optics fluttering shut as his hips impatiently bucked upwards. but you pulled away, dragging a needy cry out of his vocal box.

" we had a deal, sentinel," you warned, ignoring how he jerked at the feel of your fingers gliding down his midsection. " haven't i been nice to you? since you didn't keep up your end of the bargain, maybe i should just leave you like this?"

he let out a sharp whine in protest.

maybe sentinel was also your dirty little secret, because as pathetic as you find the mech, you find your heart racing whenever he eagerly gets on his knees.

sentinel was never meant to rule, he was forged to serve : eager and subservient, all ready for you. his arrogance long forgotten, buried next to his pride.

and truly, there was a certain kind of thrill seeing him like this: eagle-spread with servos chained up to the wall, arms pulled up to either side of his helm, sleek, metal legs quivering against your skin.

you think blue is a nice look on sentinel, but maybe not as nice as desperation.

#sentinel prime #megtrns #sentine prime tf one #tf one #transformers one #transformers #maccadam #sentinel prime x reader

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mazamba · 6 months ago

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Half-Baked Fanfic Idea

So here's a concept. Amity Park, for whatever reason, goes missing.

This is in 2005, the JL hasn't been founded yet and most heroes are still rookies or unknown outside their home cities.

In 2025, the whole city returns just as mysteriously as it left. In its absence, the Justice League has been formed, all Senior JL members are well established and known throughout the galaxy... including a small, unaging hero by the name of Phantom.

Everyone assumes that she's looked like a twelve-year-old the whole time because she's a ghost, and dead people don't age. Her nature as a Halfa is her most closely guarded secret, known only to the very trusted (some Teen Titans, Shazam, and Harley & Ivy), the clinically nosy (Batman, the Question, and Lex Luthor), and the people that HAD to know for medical and magical reasons (Constantine, Zatanna, and Frostbite).

The real reason she hasn't aged is that her time is synchronized to Danny's, due to her nature as a clone. It means that she knows for a fact Danny's still alive and that time magic was somehow involved. It also means that, despite being in her 30's ( or 20's, depending on your definition), Dani doesn't look a day over twelve.

Alternatively, Danny and Amity Park return, and he is immediately tackle/hugged by a tall 32 year old woman. As far as he's concerned, it's been less than twenty minutes.

Anyways, the point is that Dani has been there since the beginning. She was there when they broke Matian Manhunter out, she was there when the Targarians invaded, when Darkside came to make a mess, when Luthor made dealings with Brainiac, and even when they faced off against the Justice Lords. Her evil self was a dick BTW.

To the world at large, Danielle IS Phantom. Not unlike how everyone remembers Carol as Captain Marvel despite her being the second to have the title, Danny Phantom is a relative unknown. A Deep Cut in superhero history.

It's a lot for everyone to get used to.

#dp x dc #danny phantom #dani phantom #batman #green arrow #shazam #zatanna zatara

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moon-ayyye · 8 months ago

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There are a lot of What-ifs when it comes to Jason Todd. What would've happened if bruce didn't take Jason in? What if Jason was taken in by Selina and became stray? what if jason didn't die? what if Jason was found before the lazarus pit? But one that i don't see at all is what if Jason didn't come back and just stayed with the All Caste?

The Lost Days arc would go about the same as in canon (without the jaytalia because ew), but after the car bomb thing doesn't pan out, Jason just starts looking into the batfam more. He sees his dad for the first time in years. He forgets everything and considers coming back home.

But then he finds out how his death was handled

Of course, he'd still be pissed off about tim becoming robin, but more than that, bruce and dick spun it so people thought tim was the second robin. Jason's whole identity was usurped and was prompted by alfred of all people. Add to that the memorial case and the victim blaming, as well as him not having a memorial in titans tower and tim talking shit about him every chance he gets, and jason starts to lose hope. But these things could be fixed! These could all be explained away as emotionally incompetent people compartmentaling in order to get over their grief! right?

Then he finds the footage of dick killing the joker for tim. Sure, the joker taunted dick using jason's memory, but it was him thinking tim was dead that really set him off. The final nail in the coffin would be bruce reviving the joker. Jason now has proof that 1. tim was indeed his replacement, and 2. Bruce's morals and dick's clean hands are worth more than his mangled corpse.

He scraps all of his plans because now he KNOWS that bruce would never kill the joker for him. Disillusioned with bruce and gotham in general, he sneaks into arkham and puts a bullet in the joker's skull, then goes to the all caste for training. If they didn't care about him, why should he care about them?

I think ducra would be less wary about training jason in this au, since his drive for revenge had dissipated, and he wouldn't "bring great evil into this world."

Since ducra wouldn't really show favouritism to jason, since he isn't as much of a flight risk or a time bomb, i think his and essence's relationship would go way better than in canon. Their main points of contention were jason leaving the caste and ducra's favouritism, and without those 2 factors, their relationship could actually flourish.

Due to the all blades being linked to the soul, it would make sense if the caste taught soul magic. This would make jason a way better fighter than any baseline vigilante or assassin. Maybe he could use his abilities to hide his body language to avoid shiva and cass' ability? The all caste doesn't get massacred here, so he learns how to really socialise, talk with people with different experiences, so he could occasionally go back to the alley or the hill to reconnect with his old friends, like dana or numbers, since he wouldn't push people away like in canon.

The untitled wouldn't be as big of a threat as they were in RHatO since there are way more people available, and jason being super trained, so maybe jason would adopt a new vigilante identity to help people on a more personal level. He considers going by Red Hood, as a taunt to the man that killed him, but he doesn't like it. It's a remnant of a past he'd rather forget. Maybe he'd go by cardinal, but he doesn't want to be associated with a bird anymore. I think marauder would be a really good name for him, a man who goes around looking for things to steal and people to fight.

You can have him interact with some justice league dark members, especially Constantine since I really like their dynamic, and he could deal with hellspawns since he wields the allblades now.

JayEssence is a rarepair, which is a shame since i think these 2 could have a really interesting dynamic if written properly, so I'd probably go with that as the endgame ship, but you could work in so many of his ships. JayRose? childhood friends on the titans who reconnected after jason studied under slade for a bit. JayEddie? same thing but they reconnect in hell. Jaytemis? they could run into eachother during a mission and they'd recognise death anywhere. enemies to reluctant allies to lovers. JayDana? classic childhood friends to lovers. The possibilities are endless

#jason todd #all caste #jayessence #jason todd x essence #anti batfam #anti alfred pennyworth #anti bruce wayne #anti tim drake #the tim drake one isn't as relevant but god damn i hate this character #he blackmailed a grieving father to take over the role of his dead son and then proceeded to talk shit about said son #they could never make me like you tim #jason doesn't return to gotham #all caste jason todd

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sevinagreatergood · 2 months ago

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I'll be honest people. I have nothing against ships. I have been shipping since I was 12. Now I'm 22. Ships were nice and if it wasn't my ship, I'll just scroll you know?

Many things happened once I entered harry potter fandom.

For liking snape. I was called a Nazi, racist and fascist

For hating lily. I was called a mysoginist and incel

I've also come to hate ships. In particular, jegulus, wolfstar and jily.

I know ships can exist. But I hate the people behind these ships. Many of them are snaters. I will explain to you why many of these have Snaters.

Jegulus:

In this ship, there are fans that steal Snape his canon position of slytherin. And claim regulus was the gofer of Severus Snape. THE Regulus Black? And other purebloods allows one of their kind to be treated like a slave? Yeah, no. I know fanon exists, I know but it's just how the fans claim that it could be canon or might as well be canon.

Also, they often steal Snape his role as a spy. That he changed for the greater good. And people saying that he canonically did. Bitch, he changed for a racist af house elf. Not to mention that James, whom he never ever interacted with, swoops in to save the damsel in distress.

Also, I dislike the way they hate lily. Many Snape fans see how lily has flaws. She was a bad friend. Jegulus somehow either hates lily because she's a woman or love her because she's a woman. No other reason whatsoever. That's so messed up. Women have flaws and a personality too you know?

As people mentioned. Jegulus is the ship for cowards. I bet Sirius would think, "why my brother when you have me? The best version of house Black? " While he holds a knife against his brother's throat, questioning James. 😂

Wolfstar:

Let's go to wolfstar. This ship ⚓ like the titanic. I have no idea why, how, when, where, who, why (I know I did why twice, leave it 😭) that ship. It's wrong on so many levels. This ship becomes fanon, more and more with each crappy thing the people make up from this.

You see. I dislike this ship. Because often, wolfstar writers see Remus as the victim of that prank. He's a co-victim at best. And they have a whole ordeal about Sirius apologizing to Remus and so on, but where is Severus in this story? Nowhere. Severus is even painted like the bad guy that doesn't need an apology.

Which is why I hate this ship. Fuck it. Fuck the people too. Recently, I've come across headcanons where Remus wore 2nd hand robes, is a Slytherin and has to deal with Sirius his stalking behavior (you know, the -like a dog that scented a rabbit- thing). Bitch, that's Snape. Just say you love a poor snarky git victim with a rich good looking Classist bully, enemies-to-lovers trope. Which is jeverus and snirius at best.

I hate this ship for all the brain rot the shippers have, the hatred towards Snape, and the nerve to justify Remus and Sirius by walking over Snape. Not to mention the immense mischaracterization. Since when is Sirius a crop top, mini skirt, lipstick, mascara wearing bastard and Remus is a hot daddy cowboy that gets lapdances from Sirius as if Black is a stripper.

The Remus that couldn't even look a child of 15 in the eyes as he himself justified James? That Remus? The Sirius that is basically Bellatrix her twin, gives lapdances? That it's fanon, alright, but please, if you can't paint Snape good in your fanfics, then don't touch him at all. That's why I hate wolf star shippers. I just know, Sirius would actually put more effort into trying to kill his FEM Sirius version by none other than Remus. Yeah, Sirius is so unhinged he would try the shack incident a 2nd time.

Jily:

Now, my favourite. Jily. Hey, I know its canon. Just because it's canon, doesn't mean I can not hate it. You see. Many fans of this ship, JUSTIFY James and Lily. Yeah, you read that correctly. There has to be a few screws loose in the head to justify a Classist aristocratic slightly racist bully. And a woman that willingly gave her hand to that type of monster.

Worst part is, similar to wolfstar. People don't work on Snape at all. Giving him some 2nd hand basic bad guy dialogue. To justify James his bullying and Lily her backstabbing. And similar to jegulus, for potter to swoop in and safe lily. Severus was the victim! He was the victim of James, Lily, Sirius, Remus, Peter, Teachers and Slytherins.

Lily had good friends she made WILLINGLY. James also had a good friendship circle that he made WILLINGLY. Meanwhile Snape is left there to rot. Same fans will say Snape was an incel, Snape would've been a pedophile is Harry looked like her.

Bro, Snape didn't even have sex because he could die at any given day. Keep your perverted thoughts to yourself please, snater. That's the jily fandom. If jegulus and wolfstar loved Snape as a carpet. Boy, Jily makes Snape a red carpet to walk on all of his sorrow and misery.

Worst of all, people here either mischaracterize lily a lot. Telling others she is this saintly, empathic girl, when she was nothing but a backstabbing prick. Or, they like her because she is a woman married to the almighty James Potter. So, involved with Marauders. Perhaps even also helping wolfstar indirectly. James is taken, Remus and Sirius get together and "Peter can go fuck himself because he's ugly anyway." - some snater

That is why I hate wolfstar, jegulus, and jily. Now, I am honest here. I haven't put much thought in other ships outside Snape and the ones I hate. So please don't ask me about dramione, Drarry, Tomarry or whatever ship exists out there. As soon as I see these three ships on TikTok, I dont immediately act. Especially when their comments are empty. But I tend to lash out more often on the shippers of these 3 ships.

It's ships like these that create more snaters by the day. So if they have no Severus content on their page but lots of marauders content (yeah,I check their pages and followers and their pages). I make sure they know who the character is that they idolize. Until now, this theory has yet to be proven wrong because all jily, jegulus and wolfstar shippers I've interacted with are snaters.

Now, I'm not advising anyone to do this. This is simply my hill to die on I guess.

#harry potter #severus snape #anti snaters #snater bullshit #pro snape #jily #wolfstar #jegulus #remus lupin #lily evans #james potter #sirius black #regulus black

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The thing that gets me abt the framework of downfall and the way Ludinus(and some ppl in the tags who seemingly are trying really hard to roleplay Ludinus) read it is that they're like "look at how the gods meddled and laid low to destroy this bastion of human achievement, they had no right and should have let themselves be systematically exterminated/have the world burn instead" when. Setting aside the revelation that the gods who struck down Aeor made themselves mortal to do it-- as in, they were on the exact playing fields of humans when they made their move and it wasn't some huge peacocking of power against upstart humans to strike them out of the sky-- the Divergence is going to happen. We KNOW the Divergence is going to happen. The gods are going to create the divine gate and remove any chance that they can ever do something like this again. "Blaugh, look at them meddle and plot-" and? Whatever they do, we know that the sun will shine once more. Melora, as brutal as she is as the starved Asha, will plant a tree of hope in the most destroyed wastes of Wildemount. And they will ensure that the suffering they wrought in the calamity, in Aeor, can never ever repeat the same way they had done it. Which is a HELL of a lot more than can be said for Ludinus who is actively reviving every cycle he can

first off "some ppl in the tags who seemingly are trying really hard to roleplay Ludinus" took me OUT so thank you for that.

I just reblogged a post with a quote from Cooldown that I think is really relevant in understanding the whole story of the gods and how we got to this point but like, just to summarize (and debunk a few things, hopefully) from the beginning of the episode to the end re: the life of the gods:

Gods (possibly aspects of the Luxon?) crash-landed on Exandria BECAUSE of what is all but outright said to be Predathos.

As far as I can tell, no deals were made between the gods and the Titans. The only person who has said this from what I can tell is Asmodeus, who I would not consider a reliable source of truth. Or rather: one might have been made but there's no corroboration that I know of.

They created the people of Exandria and sealed away Predathos both prior to the Schism

The Schism occurred when the Titans decided to attack the people (which to be clear - the people had been there for long enough to build that weird ruin on Ruidus with a portal, like, I would love to know what prompted the fight of the Schism since it had pretty clearly been millennia of coexistence).

The Betrayers decided the move was to leave and start over, and the Primes felt that was a dereliction of duty to the people. That's what the quote is about - it's about the fact that Erathis's motivation for being a Prime Deity isn't "mortals are my blorbos!" it's "we have an obligation to our creations" and more generally that the Prime Deities are invested in their domains for the overall good of Exandria but not necessarily the specific good of Aeor. (Taliesin follows it up with (as Melora) "You'd have to tear me from this fucking planet" w/r/t the idea that you cannot, in fact, destroy your bad first draft simply because it would be more convenient to you.)

Betrayers get sealed, unsealed, events of EXU Calamity occur (notably: the titans are all dead. you can fight about whether this was just or right later but they're gone and killing other people won't bring them back; the titans are largely used as a pearl-clutching prop by people with no arguments that are perhaps actually relevant to the current situation), and perhaps 50 or 60 years into the conflict the gods call a truce re: Aeor's Obtenebrator and commit to decades of living as mortals (and therefore limiting themselves considerably)

And so here we are

And I think this really gets to the point. Because ultimately, the argument in favor of leaving Aeor be is "when someone points a gun at you, lay down and die" and the argument in favor of the Betrayers is "when someone tells you to abandon your (living) obligations for them, do so." The former is despairing and nihilistic and the latter selfish and, well, a betrayal.

There is something profoundly nihilistic about Ludinus, for all he talks about freeing people and a better world. He's destroyed a city of innocents. He's indoctrinated hundreds if not thousands of people and many of them have died in his service; he's the architect of an empire and many wars in its name and is actively working with a second one. He's been killing fey and he's even physically given himself over to the cause. There is no crime or sin people attribute to the gods that he has not done himself in measures beyond nearly every other mortal. Like, I really think he's at a point where he just is unwilling to "lose" even though he has a friendless life and a legacy of violence and has destabilized the entire world and the weave of magic itself. I think he has to believe there's something on this Occultus Thalamus for him because if there isn't, he, like the Prime Deities, probably can't just pick up and start over. All he has left is to give in to just letting the world burn in the hopes that at least he gets the satisfaction of what he hates burning with him.

Basically, sounds like a rough time to try to roleplay him in the tags.

Something else you (and others) bring up is that amid all the "history is written by the victors" the story of Aeor and of the gods has actually painted them as far harsher. The story doesn't say that they were first chased to Exandria unwillingly and did not come in conquest; the story, as this post notes, evokes vast divine might striking down a city from the heavens and not like, living in fragile mortal forms during one of the most dangerous times in history and arguing amongst each other over how they can save both themselves and Aeor and if that's even possible. Like, even if you see the gods as the victors of this story rather than simply the survivors, the "unedited" version of the story makes them far more sympathetic.

You also mention the Divine Gate and that's a really interesting thing to me because the existing status quo of Exandria is actually remarkably nascent if you think about it. The Founding had gods, titans, and mortals. Post Schism had the Prime deities and mortals (and it is worth noting this is when the people of Exandria became the most technologically advanced; you want to talk about the Titans and Betrayers, you need to cover that the price of the wonders of the Age of Arcanum was that they were not present). Calamity had all the gods and mortals again, and the current era is the first where the gods are behind the gate. It's kind of a compromise between all the things that have tried to destroy one another - Betrayers and Primes are separated but all are free within their realms and can indirectly contact mortals; technically, so can Predathos. None can directly be on Exandria. Is it ideal? No. It's a compromise, and the sealed can become unsealed (which, consistently, goes very badly) but it's the option that doesn't involve the total annihilation of anyone. Ludinus seeks, by setting off this horrible cycle again, to undo that fragile imperfect compromise with a goal of wholesale slaughter. He provides no option for the gods other than "die by my hand" when even some of the gods were desperately trying to find other options for Aeor as of a day prior to its destruction. He's simply wallowed in his trauma for centuries, becoming colder and more unfeeling and less empathetic and more arrogant than the gods he accuses of the same flaws.

#answered #Anonymous #critical role #cr spoilers #cr downfall #ludinus da'leth

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Could you talk about Blüdhaven being nuked? Pretty please? I'm new to the fandom and don't fully understand what happened with that.

Basically, there was an event that happened in the DC comic world called Infinite Crisis, and during this event, the former vice president-executive editor at DC (Dan DiDio) wanted to kill off Dick. And since Dick was going to die, Bludhaven wouldn't be needed anymore, or maybe they wanted to make a bigger impact with Dick's death by destroying it, so they decided to get rid of Dick and Bludhaven in one go. (Note that Dick didn't end up dying because DiDio's plan to kill Dick didn't go through.)

What this looked like is that Slade Wilson (Deathstroke) joined a group called the Society (aka the Secret Society of Super Villains). The Society worked for Alexander Luthor, and Alexander wanted to redivide the universe in order to find a new and perfect earth (go read Infinite Crisis #4 for more details).

The reason I mentioned Slade is because while things were starting to form for this Infinite Crisis event to take place, Slade was involved in Dick's life at this point. Dick was not working as Nightwing during this time, he was working for a mobster named Tommy Tevis as an enforcer because he felt like a huge failure and was full of self-loathing (the events that caused such a mindset within him is a whole other story).

The reason why Slade got involved in Dick's life is because Dick found out Slade was part of the Society, which messed up Dick's plans to join the Society undercover because Slade knew Dick's secret identity. Dick decided to get in contact with Slade to get information from him.

Slade got the message and appeared with his daughter Rose. If you're not aware, Slade has a long history with Dick that goes back to Dick's time with the Titans, so he knows Dick on a deeper level than some of Dick's other adversaries.

When Slade saw that Dick was working for mobsters, and when he listened to Dick's rant of self-loathing, he didn't believe Dick had actually packed up the hero gig and mentality, which meant he wouldn't divulge information he had to Dick. So he basically told Dick, "If you've really given up being a hero then train Rose. Teach her everything you know. Then we'll talk." Basically he wanted proof that Dick was an actual bad guy before divulging information to him.

Dick said okay and started to train Rose. While training with Dick, Rose started to learn things that leaned away from what Slade believed in. Slade didn't want Rose to be against him or to have a reason to leave his side (Rose was his only remaining living child, his two sons were killed previously). That's why when things eventually dissolved between Dick and Slade after Slade tried to use Dick to fool Superman, Dick struck a deal with Slade that he would stay away from Rose if Slade kept his cronies/the Society away from Bludhaven. Dick threatened that if Slade let someone from the Society meddle with Bludhaven, Dick would make sure Rose was poisoned by chronic idealism (thus turning her against Slade).

However, Slade turned on the deal and wanted the Society to target Bludhaven to hurt Dick. The Society then dropped a massive living chemical weapon on Bludhaven called Chemo. Chemo ended up killing 100,068 people in Bludhaven. Dick stayed in Bludhaven to try and help people despite being affected by the radiation, but he eventually collapsed and was rescued by Bruce.

In the aftermath of the Crisis, Captain Atom destroyed Bludhaven, wiping it off the map completely. Bludhaven couldn't be rebuilt because of the radiation poisoning. Dick then had to relocate to New York. Bludhaven has, of course, been restored in the main universe since then.

You can look at my previous post for the comic issues that include Chemo:

#Dick Grayson #Slade Wilson #Chemo #Bludhaven #anon

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celaenaeiln · 1 year ago

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What are you favorite things about Dickkory?

Please and Thank You☺️

SO. MANY. THINGS!!!

Where do I start?!

Their freedom

Their dedication

Their dynamic

Ok so my favorite thing - well one of three favorite things - about Dick and Kory is that they just let each other be who they are.

What I mean is Dick never tells Kori she has to look a certain way, act a certain way, or talk a certain way. Obviously he's going to stop her from killing people but he loves her for who she is.

Secret Origins (1986) Issue #13

This means the WORLD to me because EVERYONE loves Kori for her body canonically. Like every single guy is just so turned on by her looks but for Dick that doesn't matter. He loves her wholely and purely. I'm tearing up a little by how much respect he gives her.

The New Titans (1988) Issue #71

You have no idea how happy his words make me. He never ever EVER blames Kori for the way she dresses or restricts her in any fashion. He's always extremely supportive of her. If she wants to do modeling? He's all for it. If she wants to go dancing? He's right there with her. She wants to try something new? He's helping her. He is SUCH a supportive boyfriend in everything she does. The killing is still off-limits ofcourse but everything else he loves her so much. He loves her for who she is not how she looks.

The New Titans (1988) Issue #71

He NEVER puts her down. And she never puts him down. They're supportive. And this I can appreciate even more because some of Dick's other love interests have it out for him. They get some type of power play about digging open his insecurities and throwing his faults in his face but not her. He's aware of his own faults, he doesn't need that to be used as a weapon against him like some more modern love interests do. Kori's understanding and loving and in response to that Dick treats her like a queen.

That's the first reason. The second reason is they help each other.

Dick can be difficult to deal with because he locks his emotions away. When he feels stressed he isolates himself because he doesn't want to talk to anyone about how he's feeling. But Kori? She doesn't resent him for that. She actually patiently tries to get him to open up. She's understanding and loving of him and his situation. I love them because when things get hard they don't just abandon each other, move on, and then get back together again after they've solved their own problems alone - no. They work hard to work through it together.

The New Teen Titans (1980) Issue #28

Dick and Kori come from vastly different cultures and have different beliefs so this causes problems. Here Dick's contemplating settling down with Kori because of how she kills people.

The New Teen Titans (1984) Issue #13

But in the face of it all, losing her is imporant to him that their difference in values

The New Teen Titans (1984) Issue #14

The New Teen Titans (1984) Issue #15

The thing about Dick and Kori having problems is that it's inspiring. Like you see all the troubles they faced, all the hardships, differences, and difficulties they went and it's amazing. Because Dick and Kori come from two different world. Literally. But they worked hard on their relationship. They worked through their differences because they loved each other so much that they wanted to stay together.

We could've have Dick and Kory forever if the real life Batman office writers hadn't broken off their wedding because they wanted to take Dick away from the Titans and give him to Batman. Do you realize what this means? If DC writers Dick hadn't been ripped away and Kori hadn't been disparaged by them, we would STILL be reading about Dick and Kory now. They would've been married and had kids by now.

But that brings me to my point - their love is amazing because they worked on the things that were different. It's awe-inspiring to love someone so much that you'll stay with them through anything.

Dickkory is my number one romantic pair for this reason. The problems that Dick has faced in his subsequent relationships is NOTHING compared to what he worked through with Kori. Which is why it frustrates me when a love interest abandons him at first stirrings of trouble because "hello? what you're getting now is cleaned up dick grayson. This is like playing a game on easy mode and still failing. If you can't be there for him when he has his act together, how could you ever be there for him when he's truly struggling?"

Going back to the scene at hand, Dick still stays with Kori but Kori is forced to marry another man at her father's orders and this is what breaks them apart. Because Kori is married to Ryand'r and Dick loves her. But despite this?

The New Teen Titans (1984) Issue #32

For Dick on the other hand it takes a case for him to understand -

The New Teen Titans (1984) Issue #34

But he gets it.

The New Teen Titans (1984) Issue #34

They come back stronger than ever.

Their love is the greatest romance of the ages for this reason. Your partner is your confidant. When the whole world turns against you, YOU need to be there by their side and they need to stand by you through everything. If you suddenly go from being rich to dirt poor, your parents abandon you, your friends betray you - the greatest love is standing with your partner through everything.

And Dick loves Kori for this too

Tales of the Teen Titans Issue #44

And that's what they embody and that's why I respect them.

Their relationship isn't a shattered vase glued together, their relationship is a muscle growth. You exercise, you stress the muscle and tear it. It causes you pain but that tear heals and the result is a stronger muscle and a healtier and fitter body. They're just so great.

So the second reason was their dedication to each other. The third reason is I love their dynamic!!

Kori is aggressive and strong but loving where as Dick is softer and strong but loving. It's like a girlboss and powerful malewife dynamic. Dick is phsycially shorter and smaller than Kori and Kori taller than him. They way she carries him around and touches him and holds him?!

The New Teen Titans (1984) Issue #15

The way that Dick gets so jealous and tries to show off for Kori only for his mount to slip off the cliff is so cute!! To everyone Dick is this cool, sexy, intelligent, perfect figure. The only time he gets childlishly jealous and reckless is when he's with Kori. And then having Kori bridal carry him after his mistake is just priceless.

But Dick doesn't begrudge Kori for this. What I love about Dick loving Kori is that he loves her for her power.

The Flash (1987) Issue #81

Dick thirsting for people who can pick him up and throw him around will always be my favorite part of him.

"I love that in a woman."

Yeah, Dick, we can hear that loud and clear. See it too.

LIKE LOOK AT THIS!!!-

Dark Knights of Steel Issue #7

With Kori there's no hesitation to give Dick affirmation.

Tales of the Teen Titans Issue #50

The New Teen Titans (1980) Issue #2

Tales of the Teen Titans Issue #49

Everyone in the entirety of DC knows that Dick is exceedingly pretty. Even villains regularly call him out on it. But it's SO nice to hear his girlfriend tell him that in such an honest and nice non-sleezy way. And that's my probably most favorite thing about them. This girlboss/malewife dynamic they have going on. They're equals but it's not the usual dynamic where the guy showers the girl with compliments and she's satisfied back. She tells him of her own volition how much she loves him and how beautiful he looks. She carries him around and is aggressive in their love. And I just love that so much.

Their love overall is just off the charts.

The New Teen Titans (1984) Issue #39

The New Teen Titans (1980) Issue #38

Teen Titans Spotlight (1988) Issue #19

The New Teen Titans (1984) Issue #10

#dick grayson #nightwing #koriand'r #starfire #dickkori #dickkory #cl confusedhummingbird asks #cl asks #thanks for the ask!

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