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transference prologue | voltron x child!reader

crossover: voltron x warframe summary: the voltron crew discovers a lost child in space. only, she doesn't belong the this universe, and is much more than meets the eye. word count: 333 words parts: prologue(📖), ch1(✍️)

Lost, nowhere to go.

Just like the Void, makes me crazy.

Where is she?

Where is mother?

Why...

Allura sighed, walking back to the control room. It was sleep hours in the castle, and they decided to stay in a nearby planet hidden from Galra radar. However, the planet is left with no survivors, only broken remains of the once beautiful planet. They decided to stay here to gather resources or intel, whatever they could get by.

She cannot go to sleep. Her dreams were always the same. Her planet destroyed, losing her father, and the possibility of losing to the Galra. It almost drove the princess crazy, but she didn't want to show that she's sleep deprived to the paladins.

Suddenly, a screen appeared, showing a mark in its radar. Allura's eyes widened. There's something that the castle has scanned, and it's showing the lifeforce of the sighting. Not bothering to wake up any of the paladins(they deserved it after a long day), she leaves the room to investigate.

It's showing that something was in front of the castle, but stopped. Allura thinks that maybe it passed out. She runs outside, crossing the bridge until she reaches the end of it.

'There's someone that still survived!'

Only, it wasn't something she expected.

She gasped.

I want her back...

I'm scared, it's cold and lonely...

Lotus...come back...

A human child?

Allura crouched down. She checks if the child still has any pulse, her fingers pressing on the side of her neck. She sighs in relief. The child is unconcious, but she's still breathing normally. However, she is still shivering in the cold.

'Poor child...I must bring her back the castle and inform the others tomorrow." Allura thinks.

She carries the child back to castle, making sure to wrap a blanket around her that Allura brought outside. This planet happens to have a harsh cold weather.

"Do not fear, you are safe now." Allura whispers, the door behind her closing.

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blow out | jason todd x reader drabble

pairing: jason todd x reader summary: "I'm looking for a place. Mine blew up." word count: 266 words a/n: not really a romance fic, but your relationship with jason is implied.

"Are you fucking serious?"

There, in his mighty glory, stood Jason Todd. You still couldn't understand why he decided to go to your house in the middle of the night when you should've been sleeping. But he's here, on your apartment door, having the most ridiculous request ever.

"Look, I know I screwed up, but please" Jason sighs in exasperation, "you wouldn't leave a dear friend in the middle of the cold fucking night outside, would you?"

You rolled your eyes in reply, "Tempting."

Jason is rather restless on his feet, but then he aggressively begs, "Oh come on, (Y/N)! Fucking help me in here!"

"Well then, why would you even blow your own place in the first place?!" you yelled at him.

This is getting out of hand. While you do feel bad that you're yelling at him in the first place, getting woken up at 12 am isn't the best. Especially since this is the only good sleep that you'll get afterward. It all got wasted.

"I am ashamed of it, I fucking know." Jason sighs, placing both his hands on your shoulders, "But I'll make it up to you, babygirl. I promise."

Still glaring at him, you shrugged and pulled him in. You don't want to deal with this right now. All you wanted to do is to get some sleep, then you'll talk to him first thing after breakfast. However...

"Oh my god, Jason! Stop ruining t;he damn carpet! I just vacuumed that!"

"I just took one step on it, woman!

"Also get a shower, you stink and you're full of ashes!"

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who dat, who dat boi?

pairing: jason todd x reader summary: you’re enticed by the red masked vigilante Red Hood. You have the hopes and dreams in finding out who he is. tags: gender neutral word count: 727 words

The Prince of Gotham. A fitting name for a man who kills criminals and controls crime. A man who goes against the rule of the infamous bat vigilante. Yet somehow, his actions allure me to him.

He's called the Red Hood. I never really knew who he is. All I ever think he was is a rule breaker. He breaks the rules set upon us, to prevent us from losing ourselves. When the Red Hood first came into existence, he set up a big amount of trouble for us. But even if he leaves a mess, you can guarantee that the job has been done.

I have no idea why Bruce doesn't tell me who he speculates Red Hood is. Or maybe he's trying to avoid the subject as it may have gotten to him. This red vigilante has always found many ways in making him get on his nerves.

I applaud the guy for his bravery. Especially when I think he's doing it on purpose.

Red Hood. The name of the masked vigilante with the red helmet and leather jacket. He rides the motor around Gotham. His name causes many thugs to shiver in fear. Maybe even more fear than what Batman possesses, because he actually kills in contrast to the bat vigilante.

Maybe it was time that I try to create small talks to the red vigilante. Maybe then, he's going to notice my interest to him. Maybe he's the kind of guy that will notice the eyes wandering his muscular form quickly. Then he'll smirk inside that masked vigilante and say, "Like what you see?"

So much for not letting emotions get in the way in missions.

But I never would've thought that he would be a minor distraction in the job. There were times when we clash together, but that's because Bruce was with me. There's probably a reason why he would think about fighting Bruce, of all people. And it drives the man slightly crazy.

I had to admit though. Crime has decreased somewhat greatly(this is Gotham, it's nearly impossible to diminish crime) when Red Hood arrived. This means I have more breathing time and Tim gets to sleep at least one day. This also means that gives me enough time to think about what Red Hood is like without ever getting distracted in a patrol.

I leaned on a wall of an empty alleyway in my costume. It's usually a given fact that Red Hood hands around these streets in search for crime. This is the perfect place for him to appear. Just as expected, a gunshot rung across the alley. I headed there quickly, hoping to reach him before he walks away.

Red Hood stands on his mighty glory, a gun pointed on the thug's corpse. A few of the thugs cowered in the corner. I scoffed. If you're going to commit a crime, at least put up a fight. Ignoring the pathetic thugs, I slowly walked to him. Before I even approached nearly to him, I was surprised that another gun has been pointed at him.

"Oh wait, you're the rookie that's always with Batman." Red Hood realized with a gun pointing at me. I didn't even realize that he already noticed me. Fast reflexes. I kinda like that.

I raised my arms slightly, waving them around to show my harmlessness.

"The one and only." I gave an elvish smile. I put down my arms and tried to lower his gun-holding hand. Seeing that I meant no harm, he lowered his gun.

He looked away and set his eyes to the remaining thugs. I could feel him smirk under the helmet.

"Since you're here," he turns to me again, "I was wondering if you would join me in eliminating these bunch of fucks."

I chuckled, "If your definition in 'eliminating' these bunch of fucks is killing, then count me out. Don't want Batman to chew me out."

I could hear Red Hood's grumble, "Not like he'll ever know anyway."

I looked at the miserable men on the side. One of them is trying to escape, but before he could, he was shot on the leg. Fortunately, anyway.

"How about beating them to near death?" I shrugged, "I'm not saying that they'll leave this place unscathed."

He suddenly looks up at me, and chuckles, "Now you're talking my language, (Y/V/N)."