#red hood x yn
Request: 50 69 76 with Jason todd!!! Love prompts
Prompts:
50: We’d make such a cute couple.
69: You’re teasing me again
76: You’re one hell of a guy.A/N: So i have been kinda on the out and about lately so I wrote this and it boosted me and I hope it does with you guys too! Also, I know how hard it is to be down sometimes so if anyone ever needs to talk please come to me! I am happy to talk with everyone! Lots and lots of love <3 <3 :)
PS: I updated my masterlist (finally!)
The tips of your toes tease the water sending ripples of energy in a small round circle that hardly disturbed the expansive mass of water. A slight breeze brushes delicately across your features and you let it wash over you in a calming manner. From your position on the small pier, you can make out everything because there is nothing.
The trees spread their limbs in a stretch unperturbed by buildings shoving their way through. Animals are absentmindedly drinking from the lake without the crippling fear of onslaught traffic. And the air breathes slowly through its nostrils and out through its mouth relishing in its purity.
Your white-knuckled stance on life recently now loosens its grip as your palms lay facedown on the wooden structure.
Footsteps sound from behind you and your demeanor unwillingly tenses.
“Y/N?” a voice calls husky with years of torment upon himself and others. A familiar voice that calms those sudden nerves.
You crane your neck and focus your sparkling eyes on the looming figure. His tanned skin absolutely radiates in the sun exposure absent from most of Gotham’s rainy days. His out-of-character swim shorts and loose-fitting shirt hang off his fit form. And his left cheek is slightly scrunched as his infamous smirk rests easily across his lips.
Your hand lifts above your brow as you shield out the sun. “You are beautiful.”
He snorts lifting the smirk further. “You are teasing me again.”
Request: Hey I love your writing! And was wondering if you could do a Jason todd falling in love with an alien girl ( like maybe she is kori’s cousin or friend or something) after he saw her fight to defend him and the whole batfam lot and kori looking like a bad ass? Also could you do the scene where dick and kori are trying to get them together? Please! Sorry if I made it confusing
A/N: So I am feeling much better and am going crazy from staying in bed so this is the product of that so I hope it is okay despite my sick brain haha. This was a fantastic idea! And I ship Kori and Dick so much that I was beyond ecstatic to include them! Thanks so much for the request and thanks to everyone for the well wishes! Lots of love <3
Edit:@comicbooklover I totally just realized I forgot to tag the person who requested. So sorry
“But Cousin, I can help!” you exclaim in frustration. You throw your hands up from your position on the couch. Koriand’r stands firmly in front of you with the same parenting expression she used on you as children even though she has you barely beat in age.
“The others do not know of your existence yet. I need to give you time to adjust and to tell them.” She explains for the umpteenth time.
Dick exits their bedroom placing the domino mask across his face.
“Richard, please help me explain to my dear cousin that I am more than capable of charming, what do you call it, right, the pantaloons off of anyone,” you beg.
Dick’s eyes shift nervously from Kori’s stern gaze to your hopeful one. His lips turn up into a nervous grin and he gives a slight shake of the head.
“Nope, no way am I weighing in on this one.” He flips his escrimas in his hands and places them on his back.
You purse your lips and shoot him a menacing look of betrayal.
“Y/N, listen,” Kori’s voice falls softer and she leans down to pat your knee. Your face scrunches up as you put up your best defenses against her persuasive puppy-dog face, “I will introduce you soon, I promise. I just wanted to give you some time to adjust to Earth before overwhelming you with the whole world of superheroes.”
Request: Hi! I don’t know if you still take the prompts, but can I have numbers 1, 9, 10, 2 and 3? Thanks, and your writing is amazing!
Prompts: 1: Give me a chance. 2: Not you again .3: Leave me alone. 9:I can’t believe you! 10: We cant keep this up forever.
A/N: I feel ehh about it but I tried my best and I really hope you enjoy it! Thanks so much for the request and lovely compliment! You are amazing! Lots of love <3 <3
The faint sound of Fooled Around and Fell in Love emanates from the building you are currently leaning outside of. You roll your eyes at the pure ludicrous nature of the club your friend dragged you to.
Your wrist flicks up as you check the time and groan loudly. 20 more minutes. That is what you are giving her and then you are leaving.
You drop your head in your hands knowing you would never leave her. No matter how tempting your bed and a hot cup of tea is…
You glance up at the lights dazzling through the congested air of Gotham. A small breeze rolls over you causing your arms to wrap instinctively around your frame as you feel the night chill settle into your bones.
Your gazing comes to an abrupt halt when you catch sight of a silhouette sitting on a rooftop. Your eyes rake up the long legs dangling over the edge of the building and up into the moon glinting off a blood-red helmet.
An amused grin spreads across your face. You aren’t entirely surprised to find a vigilante resting up there. Put on a blindfold and walk forward two steps and you had about a 75% chance of running into one in Gotham.
His back is towards you and this puts an idea into your head.
You dig around your purse and mentally cheer as your fingers wrap around a marker.
Moments later, a small, smooth rock is in your hands and you are scribbling a message onto it. You bite your lip and judge your throwing distance before taking a gamble.
The rock hits the back of Red Hood’s helmet and from your hiding spot you hear, “What the-?” and a gun being cocked.
Request:35?
Prompt: About the baby, it’s yours.
Warnings: cursing
y/f/b=your favorite band
A/N: Sorry I have been gone for so long. Thanks to everyone for the insanely sweet messages. You guys mean the absolute world to me <3 Also, I never plan on having kids so this was kinda hard for me to write but I think I like the outcome. Please enjoy and thanks so much for the request <3 Lots of love :)
Your voice bellows as you match the volume of your speaker blasting music throughout your apartment. The entire place is thumping with the rejuvenating tunes of y/f/b.
As your arms pump to the music, a bell chimes from the kitchen behind you and you rush over to the oven. The sweet smell of cake wafts delicately through the air. You relish in the fragrance and smile jovially at how well it turned out as you pull it from the oven and carefully set it on the counter.
Your hand rests idly on your stomach kicking with butterflies and harboring a new chapter for you and Jay. The conversation had pretty much been taboo but there is only so much you can do at this point. The multiple tests sitting in the bathroom trash were nothing you could change. You only hope Jay feels the same way…
You shake your head against any negative thoughts. You guys have been married a year. You are secure in your relationship. You can handle this.
Your hand rubs a small circle around your stomach absentmindedly as you drift off into the realm of possibilities.
The music muffles the sounds of Jason entering the apartment and setting his bags down with a thud. He rounds the corner to find you in the odd position.
Request: 16 !!!
Prompt: I never meant to hurt you.
A/N: I really enjoyed this one but I am also sick so could be delusional :) Thanks for the request and lots of love <3 (also highly recommend listening to i Follow You by Toulouse because it pretty much sums this up)
Jason’s flashbacks were not often triggered and always varied in magnitude. Sometimes he would simply shake his head and retreat outside for fresh air. Other times he would become reckless on missions. Never had they been turned against you.
This did not stop him from worrying about it. His death took just about every bit of sanity he ever had and it took a long time for him to be comfortable with bringing something so precious into his dark world. Not that he could have stopped you with that excuse. You have a tendency to meet his self-doubts with an iron fist and he has slowly found himself molding his self-image to your positive outlook. He has also unwittingly found himself slipping into a comfortable place in your relationship as time and time again you remain steady at his side. But he will throw that all out of the window if it means you don’t get hurt.
Request: I love me some angst so please do 34
Prompt: I don’t deserve to be loved.
A/N: This did not turn out exactly how I planned and it is more fluffy than angsty (sorry!) but I hope everyone enjoys it! Thanks so much for the request!
It was another busy day at your bakery which meant great things for your checking account but along with it a sore back and a late clean-up. You groan as you swing another trash bag over your shoulder and mentally prepare yourself for the frigid air signaling a snowfall.
You swing open the back door and head towards the dumpster. Just as you are about to lug it over your shoulder you hear a child’s squeal. You recoil and squint your eyes to make out a small figure further down the alleyway being cornered by a bulky man.
The bag drops forgotten from your hand as you make your move. However, a shadow swoops down between them beating you to the punch. His hand comes down quick with an indistinguishable object and it collides with the thug’s face sending him sprawling towards the ground. He maneuvers his hand and you can make out the reflection of the moon glinting off a gun.
Request: Congrats on the followers! 77 for please!
Prompt: Are you jealous?
A/N: I am slowly but surely getting through my requests. Sorry guys that I am taking so long I have a lot going on. Thanks a million for the request and love you guys <3<3 :)
Jason had the hots for the new Wayne Enterprises intern.
Jason takes another swig of his beer to get Roy’s incessant taunting out of his head. He glances over at the archer now as he charms some woman at the bar. He scoffs and makes a mental note to give him shit over his lame pick-up lines later.
His beer is suddenly swiped and replaced with a new one.
“Just remember, the more beers I bring the bigger my tip,” your voice chirps from above him. He chokes on his last gulp and slaps the table before bringing his gaze up to your amused expression.
“You are not my waitress,” he finally wheezes out. He internally groans at his not-so-suave reaction.
“Her shift ended, and lucky for you, mine began,” you wave your hand and his heart clenches at your radiant smile. It brings him back to the first time he was lucky enough to be on the receiving end of that.
