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Batman/batfamily
Batfam and superfam x neglected reader
Jason todd x reader part1 part2
Batfam x male street kid reader part 1
Call of duty
Asking ghost to dance 5 times and one time he asks you
Platonic yandere superfam x reader and platonic batfam x reader part 1
Reader is Jason's bio siblings reader is gn but written with male reader in mind so If I slip up and call them he ignore it reader is also described to resemble jason
Masterlist
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Getting home from school to see Alfred and Bruce talking in the hall way was not unusual. But the grim looks on there faces were.
Alfred looked at you with a solem pity, Bruce turned his had refusing to look at you.
After Alfred explained what had happened when Bruce and jason went over seas you couldn't believe it. Jason was only a few years older than you.
You sat in your room and cried for hours before passing out. You didn't speak for almost a week. When you did start to recover you tried talking to Bruce but he was just as bad as you were.
Alfred held the house together and tried to get the two of your to bond over shared grief. After a few months Alfred devised a plan.
If batman was going to act out without Robin and you were going to stew in your sadness, why not try to hit two birds with one batarang?
you tried on a spare Robin costume, and sobbed when you seen your self in the mirror. Your brothers features taunting you.
It took time for you to adjust, Bruce had trained you along side jason so that wasn't and issue.
Filled with determination you refused to let Jason's legacy die. So you began to work as Robin at night along side Bruce.
Your relationship with Bruce didn't magically become better but you could at least work together.
When the time came to meet the justice league you had to hype your self up repeating to your self that Robin was joyous, Robin was whimsical, Robin was a wonder to behold.
You made sure to put on your best Robin impression and wow the league.
Arriving in front of them was alot. They were much more imposing than what you had imagined.
You nervously introduced your self as the new Robin. The league deemed to soften when thy noticed you.
They introduced them selfs one by one, after shaking everyone's hand you were left in the care of super man and wonder woman.
Both were kind and help calm your nerves by telling silly story's about different members to you.
After a while wonder woman got called out leaving you with superman who was vary nice to talk to.
When Bruce returned he took you back to the cave and went off to the computer.
Meanwhile superman went home and was ecstatic to tell Lois about the most amazing kid he had met.
He ended up gushing for an hour to her about you, when he was done talking she became excited to met you so the two began to plot little ways to see the new birdy.
It started with becoming more insistent on Bruce coming over for dinner and bring along you and dick though you always seem to be the focus.
They were so happy when Bruce brought you to metropolis were you got to meet Jon he was only little as the time but the two of you bonded quickly, Jon had even given you a nickname.
Clark and Lois couldn't help but wisper about wanting to just take you in and give you and Jon everything in the world. I mean look how much Jon likes you you'd be the perfect older sibling for him!
Than it all came to ruin. you stoped showing up at the watch tower. when Bruce showed up to diner there was a lack of a you shape being beside him.
Than one day Bruce showed up with a new Robin. This one witty and adorned with Tek.
Clark couldn't help be pull Bruce aside to ask about where you were, he knows that jason was killed. Did you suffer the same fate and he some how missed it?
Bruce sighed and explained that on patrol you and him would frequently argue and fight on how to do things. So you both agreed it would be best that you go your separate ways you had chosen a new name to go by and he had gone a while without a Robin again until tim showed up.
Clark was beyond surprised you were so perfect how could Bruce not see that?
Clark began to keep and ear out for you just to be sure you were safe lord know what could happen to you. A young vigilante should never be on there own especially not in gotham.
He began to over hear your home life how sad you were on a day to day basis how you never spoke to dick or tim about your feelings of being an outsider in their lives.
He ranted to Lois frequently and they were in agreements that you deserved a better home with parents who would love you and a brother who treats you like you matter. Because to them you do more than anyone else.
Clark had began to pressure Bruce in to haveing diner at the manor instead of metropolis. When Bruce finally agreed the Kent's were overjoyed to see you again they had even roped Kara in to coming with them.
Kara assumed she would like you from the story's Clark and Lois had told her but getting there and see you greet them with a shy smile at the door was beyond what she had been picturing.
Throughout the diner they all directed questions at you a subtly as they could. When school was brought up Bruce shot you a disapproving glare as you explained that you had been getting in to some trouble. The Kent's had a silent agreement you environment was the problem.
Jon had demanded to sit beside you and was cooing at you practically feeding him diner, was he majorly overplaying his age but having you fawn over him was worth every second (at 8 you would expect him to be more independent). Lois resist the overbearing urge to take a pic. Tim was excited and was talking a majority of the diner the Kent's like him and nodded along to what he said but made small glances towards you and jon.
When it was time to leave you could help but be a little emotional when they each hugged you a little too long and sincerely said they missed you and wanted you to visit.
Kara non stop gushed about you on the way home, Clark and Lois grinned knowing they had dragged her in to loving you too.
You had began visiting them regularly and began to open up to them the closer you got and they ate up everything you had to say. You hadn't felt so heard since you lost jason.
A few years of this routine passed your behavioral issue got worse the more you fought with your family, and more often than not you could be found at the Kent's house. When conner came in to the family he was mentally around your age and bonded with you quickly, the only friction coming from him was from argueing to tim that he should spend more time with you.
The rope that held you to the Wayne family snapped when Damian came in to the picture. He was a little older than jon but not by much be the two were polar opposites.
You tried treating how you would jon and that interaction ended in you with a knife in you side and Bruce breaking up the battle.
You found out later he did the same to tim and for once the two on you worked together to avoid the the preteen ball of issues.
You told the Kent's what had occurred and they were adamantly on your side. When it was time for you to go home they decided to lock in their plan of taking you in. Offering for you to stay the night so you wouldn't have to deal with your family, it didn't take much to convince you. You stayed in conner room he gave you the bed insisting that the kryptonain genes made the floor much more comfortable for him than it would be for you.
Sleepovers become regular and increasing in frequency by the minute. They had even gotten conner a double bed so when you were over the two of you could share. (They later increased it to a queen because jon kept wanting to stay up with you guys, clark and lois have a photo albumon there pgone dedicatedto pictures of the three of you asleep together.) You trouble at school decreased significantly, the Kent's couldn't help but be proud.
One day when you had a big fight with Bruce you had gone to the Kent's like normal, and ended up staying the whole weekend. When Monday rolled around you began to pack your thing to go back to the manor before you could conner posed the question. why go back?
You argued that you still have to go to school, but he was quick to counter that he could just fly you to the school. The more you thought about it the more you wanted to say yes, dick moved out when he was 17 to go off on his own you should be able to go to.
So you stoped by the manor and quietly pack your things. By Wednesday you had completely moved out and were sharing a room with conner.
You met more of your family you didn't even know about and actually became friends with them the two in question being cassandra and duke.
Over time even your patrols in gotham as a vigilante became less and less in stead you chose to patrol metropolis. Duke and cassandra protested but ultimately had no say.
Almost a year passed and you and conner were going to graduate, you thought long and hard about who to invite you settled on the Kent's plus cassandra and duke. You figured that the rest of the family would be busy with tim graduating at the same time.
When the graduation actually happened you were surprised by duke and cassandra showing up with alfred, Bruce, Damian and dick, before it hit you like a brick that you and tim attend the same school. They could just be there for both of you and not pick one over the other.
Bruce hid his judgemental stares at the Kent's as he wonder what they were doing at his kids graduation. But apart of him couldn't focus on that to busy mulling over the new crime lord that had showed up in gotham going by the name red hood.
About two weeks passed in to the summer before you got a call from an unknown number. You pick up expecting a prank call or a scam line to answer instead your stomach dropped at the sound of and older but disturbingly familiar voice.
Jason said you name and you responded with anger accusing and berating the person for there cheap tricks demanding to know who they are. In return there was a moment of silence before jason explained in detail a story from childhood only he would know. You were stunned. What do you say? Instead you sobbed for the first time since you lost him.
When you pulled your self together questions rolled off your tongue, how long had he been alive? Hoe did he come back? Is he ok? Where is he?
He answered everything with patience before turning it back on you are you ok? When did you leave gotham? What drove you out? Where are you? You answered ernestly, spoke about not clicking with the family and how the Kent's took you in how Bruce has yet to acknowledge that you stoped living with them over a year ago.
Jason went quiet for a long time before asking with suppressed anger if you were happy there. You thought for a long time before answering that you were. You asked for his current location and your phone buzzed with a address poping up. You told him to give you five minutes hangup before he could answer.
Five minutes later Bruce sat at the batcomputer stareing at the screen. He had gotten an alert the superboy had enters gotham air space witch wouldn't be unusual if he was going to see tim. What was unusual was he stop at a random building seemingly carrying you? Bruce got futage straight from the building next door only to be shocked at what he seen. Red hood and you hugging while superboy stood back with a smile? What could possibly be the explanation for this. Who was red hood? How on earth did he know you? And well enough to hug you? How? You had always been the rowdy hard on the head one never really a hugger if his impression was correct.(translation Bruce never really hugged you and is copeing.)
You let go of the hug than punched jason in the arm for not telling you the moment he came back. He apologised amusement playing in his tone both of you over the moon to be reunited. You told him about the Kent's and how much you loved them and he told you about the al ghouls and how they trained him. You had some hangups abou them but were ultimately grateful that jason was back.
The reunion was cut short by the aperence of red Robin showing up clearly confused and trying to put peaces together without haveing the proper context to what was happening. He was alerted by batman and told to approach cautiously but made him self know when he seen conner was there.
Conner tried to shoo him off saying that he was blowing the reunion between family. Tim was confused and asked him to elaborate. Conner gestured to you and jason say again that he was ruining a nice reunion. Tim's mind spiralled. You. Family.with red hood. The crime lord that had been terrorizing Bruce, dick and him for weeks. What the fuck was going on.
Tim stood dumbfounded not really knowing what to say. He didn't have to figure out because batman arm went infront of him protectively. Bruce demanded to know what was going on.
Jason arm went infront of you blocking you off from Bruce. Witch almost caused a blood vessel to pop in Bruce's for head. Had you been working with a crime lord? Is that why you had been avoiding him recently? How could you? How dare red hood corrupt one of his kids!
Jason was pissed but sighed mumbling about how he spent so much time on a plan for nothing before his hands went up to the side of his helmet tim, Bruce and you all braced for different reasons. Tim worried it was some kind of trick, Bruce worried about an attack and you worried about seeing how much your brother had aged since you last saw him.
When the helmet hit the ground Bruce's and Tim's jaws dropped. Tim had only seen pictures bit no doubt recognized who he was. Bruce was going thought 15 stages of shock and grief all at once. Jason impatiently stared waiting for a response. Tim wanted to speak but had no words. Conner stood feeling akward about being there mentally looking at you to see whem you were going to leave. Bruce began to form thoughts again and started to ask how and how long Jason had been back. Why was he a crime lord? What had happened to him for all those years?
Jason and Bruce began to fight and argue eventually devolving from words to punchs. While conner, Tim and you watched not really knowing if you should intervene or say something.
Bruce began to just let jason hit him and vent his anger and yell all the things he wanted to say to Bruce. After awhile jason got off of Bruce not before spiting on his chest. Jason walked toward you as Bruce got up before jason got to you. Bruce told him to stay away from you that he would let him take you and turn you in to a criminal as well.
Jason retorted that you didn't even live in gotham and what you chose to do was never his business. Bruce argued that you be his child and being a former Robin makes it his business. Jason went deathly still asking him to repeat what he had said, when Bruce was done everything was unnervingly still. Jason looked at you and asked when you were Robin, you sheepishly replied that it was a fee months after he had passed and that you wanted to preserve his legacy and feel closer to him.
Jason turned to Bruce in a solid fury but chillingly calm tone, asking him if that was true. Bruce confirmed seeming ashamed of it. Again Jason's fist connected with Bruce's face, this time he screamed about Bruce useing a child's grief to fuel his never-ending mission of bettering gotham, relentlessly repeating the age you started how that was younger than any other Robin had be when they first dawned the suit.
You weren't a fan of Bruce but you still felt the need to defend him on this one, you jumped in grabbing Jason's arm and explained how it was yours and Alfred's idea for you to be Robin. That seemed to calm Jadon down but he still smacked Bruce one last time before backing off.
Bruce brushed the beating off standing strong, him and jason starting at each other for a long time thoughts rattling around both of there heads. Bruce turned to you breaking the tension some what.
When did you leave gotham? The question was a little difficult for you to answer, you said when you officially started to live with the Kent's was about a year ago but you were staying with them regularly before that. Bruce's face dropped, Kent's? You were staying with the Kent's? How had superman not mentioned that to him? How had he not noticed? that had to have been why superboy was with you. Is this why they hadn't had diner with the Kent's in awhile?
You and Bruce and your turned of starting at each other before tim coughed and spoke up. Oracle and contacted him about poison lvy and Harley breaking out of arkam. Tim was fidgeting wait for Bruce to say something. Jason scoffed telling Bruce to go deal with his pet projects. Conner took the opportunity to lean in to yoh and ask if he still supposed to be there, you respond that you leave together soon.
Bruce points to you and jason saying to stay put an that the conversation isn't over. Bruce and tim grapple away leaving you, jason and conner on the roof. Jason turns to you but your faster to talk.
"Do you want to meet jon?" You asked with a smile.
"Jon?" Jason raised an amused eyebrow.
"The youngest kent." Conned tossed in.
"Pfft. Sure anything but waiting for Bruce to come back." Jason smiled.
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Bruce and jason fighting: 🤬
Reader and tim stareing at each other:😐
Conner stareing at reader to see when they can go home: 👀🧍
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I genuinely entered a flow stat of cringe for this one I wrote this in 2 hours with no revisions so be nice
Also should I make conner a romantic interest or a platonic brother figure? I can see it going different ways from here
Also yes I'm still doing street kid reader x batfam I'm still working on the next chapter 😪
This chapter will mostly just be set up it also has three randoms in it that are the readers friends from where they grew up they will be important to the readers story ALSO READER IS MALE!!
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~Six years ago age 12~
Reader sat with their mouth agape, a rarity for them to be shocked by something. Silence filled the room for a brief moment, before jax, Effie and Joey began to cheer.
You got the golden ticket out of crime alley, your new social worker was surprised to find out that you had never had a paternity test ran for you the results were more than shocking.
Thee Bruce Wayne. Bruce Wayne prince of gotham city, sole heir to Wayne Enterprises was your father?
You really didn't know what to say or what to do. There's no manual for this, while you sat in shock your friends, your chosen family cheered for you. You were going to make it out of the hell hole you were all born in.
You let your self crack a brief smile before It really started to set in. You would be leaving your friends going to some mansion while they stayed here in cramped rooms with bunk beds to small for any over the age of ten. Your were excited for the chance of meeting your father but it was deeply dulled by what you would be leaving behind.
Your social worker congratulated you hyper to talk about how lucky you are and all the things you would soon have. She also informed you that you would be picked up in two days to go off and start your new life.
When the social worker left all eyes were on you.
"DUDE Your so lucky I can't believe Wayne is your dad!" Jax had his arm draped around you excitedly rocking you back and forth.
"I should have known out of all people you'd be the on to be the son of a billionaire, with all the games you lose your luck had to go somewhere." Effie was gaining like the Cheshire cat, clearly happy for you.
A quiet cry made the room go still all eyes turning to little Joey standing small at 8 years old.
"Your.. your never going to see us again I can't believe their going to take you away!" Joey shoved his face deep in to your abdomen clinging like you were going to turn to dust any minute.
You quickly soften up hugging him, and rubbing circles on his back to try and soothe the upset boy.
"Hey I'm going to meet my old man I'm not dieing, I'll still talk to you guys every day and see you at school. I'll also visit as much as possible or you can visit me. How cool would it be to go in side mansion." Joey lifted his head there was a near blinding twinkle in his eye.
"Your going to let us see your mansion?!" Joey seemed to forget all his worrys now replaced with excitement.
"Of course he is he know I'd kill him if he didn't." Effie seemed a little to happy to come at you If needs be.
"Plus he would never forget about us I'm to charming for him to forget." Jax face presses close to yours shit eating grin plastered on his face while yours grew hotter by the second.
He was right you never will be able to forget him you had every part of him committed to memory, his dimples, the few beauty marks the sat neatly on his skin, the way he could grab the attention from everyone in the room. It was hard not to fall for him. No one was immune to it... except Effie he was water and she was oil, they work together side by side but never mix together.
Two days went by quick days filled with packing what little you had and quipped back and for theorys for what they Wayne's were like. Before you knew it you were being escorted out the door to a car far nicer than you had ever seen in person.
Their was paparazzi around being push by what you assume to be body guards one took notice to you being there and open the car door for you. The windows were so tinted you couldn't see in side.
You wiggled your way in stiff and nervous for what you would find. Apart of you expected to see a chauffeur and Bruce Wayne to be waiting in the back seat.
You were surprised to see the only other person in the car was Bruce in the driver seat looking at you through the rear view mirror. The door shut behind you sealed you in silence.
"Hello, it's vary nice to finally meet you. I'm sorry about not contacting you sooner I only found out about you four days ago." Mr.waynes tone was polite and formal like he was talking with a colleague, witch was to be expected with someone he just met, but you took note of how he seem a bit disheveled in his appearance and the slight strain when he spoke.
"Oh... uh yeah that's ok mr.wayne, I only knew about you two days ago so I guess it's sudden for both of us." You trid to come off as proper and put together, not wanting him to see the street kid you are.
Silence filled the car as he pulled away from the building, you looked out the window to see your friends faces in the second floor window wavering and makeing faces at you. A grin crawled up your face as you tried to wave back.
"Are those friends of yours?" Bruce took note of how mature you came off clearly you were someone who had to grow up fast. His mind couldn't help but slip back to jason and how he tried to do the same when he came to the manor.
You rambled for a long time about jax and effie when you were talking about them you couldn't help but word vomit about how great they are. Of course leaving out any gang related business."-the youngest is Joey he's Effies little brother but we all consider him our brother he can be-" you looked in the mirror to see that Bruce face seem distant and full of pain clearly not hear what you were saying.
"He can be emotional some times but that expected at his age." You got quieter as you spoke the wind being taken out if your sail from the look on his face.
"So um what's the mansion like?" Your question seemed to snap him out of his trance.
"Sorry yes. The manor is great you have two older brothers, but they.. they unfortunately won't be staying with us. Dick is the oldest he lives in bludhaven now, and jason.. is away right now. So it will only be you Alfred and i." Bruce was clearly upset but you just met him it was your place to make any comments you were great with people but even you could tell that.
"Alfred? Is he my grandfather or and uncle?" You hadn't seen anything about him on tv but the Wayne's were fairly private.
"Oh well you can think of him as a grandfather if you like. But he's not related to us by blood he's my butler, when my parents were killed he raised me as his own." Embarrassment flooded your face. Right. Billionaire. Obviously there was going to be staff in a mansion.
"I'm excited to meet him then." You gave a polite smile.
The rest of the ride was small talk you used every bit of social knowledge you had trying to come off as best you could. And to not let you mind slip to the thing you jax and Effie get up to. But it was proving it self difficult, if he knew all the things you do would he disown you? Send you back? Would you be all that upset if he did?
"Here we are." You looked out the front of the car to see what could be a mansion straight out of a movie. It was big than you had be imagining.
Before you knew It your were being guided in the door the smell of pine and oak filling your nose. At the bottom of the stairs stood an older man in a tuxedo worth more than the building you grew up in.
"Good afternoon Master Bruce, gald to see you got home with out any trouble." The man's attention turned to you his face a holding a smile that mirrored all the ones Bruce gave you in the car, polite but tired.
"You must be the new young master, it a pleasure to meet you, I'm Alfred pennysworth. Please take off your shoes and make your self comfortable. " He gave a small bow.
You gave a nod leaving your worn shoes by the door. Your turned at the sound of foot steps marching down the hall, only to see that Bruce was making an exit. At the time you didn't know that's how most interactions with Bruce would be.
Alfred let out a small sigh before turning to you.
"Apologies but master Bruce is in a hard place right now." A frown grew on his face.
"It's ok it's understandable, running a big business must be stressful." You quickly uddered.
Alfred raised an eye brow at the statement but made no comment.
"Please, let me give you the tour and show you your room." You gave a nod and followed behind him trying hard to remember all the twists and turns.
You arrived at your bedroom further off from what you had been told was your brothers rooms but still only a shout away from Bruce's room and Alfred's.
Opening the door it shattered you exptations again It was huge a fifteen by fifteen room with a double bed and a desk and closet. Some basic school supplies sat new on the desk and a uniform laid in the bed.
"This is amazing Mr. Alfred thank you for this... but who's the uniform belong to? I thought dick and jason moved away?" Alfred seemed to stiffen up.
"I'm sorry your social worker must not have informed you, you will be switching schools immediately. You be going to gotham academy." Part of your world seemed to break.
"But my friends they all go to gotham general. When will I get to see them?" Worry laced in to your voice as you thought about going to school and having to try and make it through class without Effie helping with your school work or talking to jax during class.
"You'll still get to see them they can come over for visits on weekends and I can take you to go see them when I have time." The sincerity in his voice calmed you slightly but you still weren't a happy camper.
"My apologies again young master but I have to go prepare dinner, please unpack and organize everything to your liking." Alfred glanced at your small book bag and grocery bag with pity. He gave a small pat on the back before leaving you alone.
The next week was a blur a silent dinners with Bruce and the chaos of your new school.
Students seemed to bombard you at first about being a Wayne and what crime alley was like. When they realized you weren't a talker and had nothing to really offer them all of them backed off by the third week. The occasional person would come talk to you but they would become disappointed when they found out you were only a Wayne by name.
Your saving grace was when you would call the orphanage and get to talk to your friends for a few minutes. The visits Alfred talked about were few and far between. You would get to hangout with your friends for two to three hours before driveing them back and being left in a silent to big room. One that lacked the life and busyness you were used to.
Three months of this routine passed before. There was suddenly new faces at the manor ones you had be told about and seen in portraits of the wall one tall and muscular exudeing confidence the other one small closer to your age beaming be hind the tall one.
Are they dick and jason?
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Please note this hasn't been proofread or beta read so if it bad please don't be mean I wrote this when I was really tired and not really focused so im sorry is it doesn't make sense there will be more chapters in the future
Edit just wanted to add this story is going to be yandere but not like there going to kidnap disable you and force any thing sexually it more going to be yearning and longing for a relationship and slightly sabotaging readers goals (like trying to make there gang fall apart)
The next chapter will take place when the reader is 18
Y'all I might be being diagnosed with schizophrenia so I'm thinking of doing a platonic batfam x gn schizophrenic reader would anyone else be interested in it?
5 times you asked ghost to dance + the 1 time he hoped to dance with you
Masterlist
1. Soap and gaz seemed to stumble over each other as they attempted to slow dance.
Farah and Alex's wedding was only a few days away they made the best mistake they could an made the 141 the majority of the wedding party.
Cut to now anyone who needs lessons on dancing are getting it. Price is learning from farah how to do a basic waltz, he isn't doing half bad for someone who talked down on their ability to dance.
Soap and gaz remain a train wreck, soap claims he knows how to dance, but from the way him and gaz are going you would think they didn't know how to walk.
Witch leaves you and ghost standing on the side. You offer out your hand and stare at ghost for a second expectantly.
"Can I have this dance lieutenant?"
"No." His tone firm.
"What? But you said you knew how to dance, how am I supposed to learn?"
He points his hand to where gaz and soap currently look like there now trying to trip one and other out of frustration.
Your face drops a little and you swear you can see a sick grin hidden under that mask.
"Aw come on just one dance with me, don't condemn me to that!" After continuing to watch gaz and soap your almost willing to beg.
"Tuff luck, just because I know how to dance doesn't make me a dancer."
The song that was play finishes and soap tags you in to dance with gaz. The whole time you dance ghosts watchs sadistic.
2.the day of the wedding goes off without a hitch. Farah and Alex couldn't be happier.
The reception starts with the happy couple dancing together while the crowd watchs aws and oos all around.
When there done everyone else begins chatting, dancing, drinking and eating.
Laswell and her wife hit the dance floor together, price and gaz seem to be in deep conversation and soap talking to one of the brides maids.
You look around trying to spot ghost amidst the crowd. You swing back around only for your face to hit someone's chest.
"Oh there you are, I was looking for you."
"You found me." From ghost that's almost playful.
It's still stange to see him without the mask despite already see his face before. He had a strict no picture rule though, phones weren't allowed at the wedding anyway so it wasn't really a problem.
A grin crawls its was up your face as you offer your hand out.
"Fancy a dance?" You asked playfully batting your lashes.
"Hard pass." To anyone watching that would look like a rough rejection. But you knew he said that with affection.
"I'll get that dance from you one day ghost!"
He scoffed with a slight smile
"That'll be the day."
3.the team had done some heavy work today. You all had successfully taken out 2 of makarovs taskforces. Everyone was beaten down and tired but one thing was agreed on, drinks were in order.
The bar was within walking distance of the base so people trickled in as they were ready.
You got in late having taken a nap after the mission. Almost everyone was there piled in to three booths in the corner of the crowd bar.
You pulled up a chair and sat next to price listening to the person talking. The conversation ranged from family to love to embarrassing mission story's.
It's a quarter past one when you spot ghost diping out in to the alley. You decide to fallow him out for a smoke.
You poke your head out the door and see him lighting up a smoke, he gives a nod to you.
You take out your own smoke and lighter but the lighter doesn't want to cooperate.
Before you can swear he pushes the end of his cigarette to yours to light it up. You mumble out a thank you.
You both begin to chat about how the day went as you finish your cigarettes.
The var behind you is loud but over you begin to faintly hear music.
A little part of you giggles know what your about to do. You stomp out the rest of your smoke and turn to ghost with a grin.
He looks confused for a brief moment before he realizes your hand is reached out. He groans and rolls his eyes amused.
"Can I have this dance?"
"Negative."
You put your hands over your chest and make an exaggerated groan.
"Your killing me lieutenant."
If and eye roll were a human it would be ghost.
4.it was a retirement party for a commanding officer. Dress uniforms were a requirement. Witch to just ment you would get to see a certain handsome face.
Everyone was sat according to rank witch ment you would really get to see his face only the back of his his head for Noe.
The metal ceremony was first it was long and boring to watch, next was speechs all long and convoluted. Finally it was time for national anthems and the band.
As the band played a funny little thought went in to your head. Before your properly thought it through you were already leaned in to ghost ear in front of you.
"Can I have this dance?" You whispered quietly so only he would hear.
Ghost let out a snort witch quickly was played off as a cough. It was the first time you has ever seen him lose his composure.
You leaned back satisfied with what you did. Revenge realized for him not teaching you to dance.
Soap shot you a confused look, wheels turning in his head to try and figure out what you said. But you just shook your head at him.
5. You and ghost had officially got together a few months ago. Things had been going smoothly, knock on wood no fights so far.
Soap had invited the two of you to a BBQ at his family house and you both agreed to go. Simon took a big of convincing but, he came around after he had been told he could wear the balaclava.
You arrived fashionably late with simon in toe. The place was nicely decorated fairy lights hung from the canopy, picnic tables covered with red table cloth.
People were spread around you both separated from each other to go mingle.
As you were listening to soaps sister talk about work you heard a guitar start from behind you you swiveled your head sound to see soaps dad play and his mom singing.
You politely excused your self from the group. Walking away like a man on a mission.
You walked up to ghost who was sitting on a bench now looking up at you. Before you could reach your hand out his shot out to grab it.
"Not happening."
"I haven't said anything yet."
"Didn't need to."
"Can i-"
"No."
You scrunch up your face in annoyment.
"At least let me-"
"Nope."
By the time you were done going back and forth soap called out that BBQ was ready.
1. The ceremony was small only family and close friends. Gaz and Farah were your side if the wedding party and price and soap were Simon's side.
You both couldn't be happier saying I do.
After you kissed gaz and soap popped confetti and cheers erupted all around.
After that everyone headed to the bar that had been rented out for the evening.
The bar was the same as you remembered it small ding little place but it was all perfect to you.
Someone decided to play some music on the jukebox in the corner.
You look at simon before you could do what you planned to do. A hand shoots out to you.
"Can I have this dance?" Your smile couldn't be wider.
"No." Shock covers his face for a second before he realizes your hand is in his already tugging him to ward the middle of the room.
As you come together to dance you lean in.
"I told you I would get this dance from you one day."
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Lmk what you guys think and if you want more content like this I live off engagement
This was not proofread so I'm sorry about all the spelling and grammar mistakes
Yall. There are 8,000,000,000+ of us on earth. No idea is completely original. I've seen people accuse authors of stealing work when the idea is the same, most recently with @rawme-price
Having similar ideas is not plagiarism. There are so many of us in this fandom. It's highly possible that the author never even saw the other author who had the same idea.
For instance, when the last saga of epic came out I had an idea where Price was Odysseus and Graves was Antinous. Irs actually sitting in my drafts rn and I wrote it in december...yk what I saw a couple months ago? Some with almost the EXACT same idea. Did they go into my drafts and plagiarize? no. They just had the same idea.
Unless something is similar in every single paragraph, don't be accusing authors of plagiarism.
An appropriate thing to say would be 'oh this was so good! Was it inspired by so and so's work?'
The bottom line is that there are no original ideas(and I'm talking ideas, not entire, fleshed out works) and being rude and accusatory os nit the way to go. You can ask nicely, and if you're really truly concerned, you can reach out to the original author about what you saw.
Ok so I have an idea for a crossover fic between batman and cod it would be a platonic batfam x 141 reader
So basically the reader would be one of Bruce's kids and is hailed as the 'normal' one
They were trained by Bruce but never got in to the vigilante side of things but one day a while after turning 18 reader gets in a huge fight with Bruce (over what idk)
They want to leave the house as quickly as possible so they do the reasonable thing the run away from home and join the military
Over the first few years of being in the millary readers family try to convince them to leave the millary and come home but reader refuses because turns out there a really great soldier!
Top of their class in basic training and quickly rises up the ranks after
Eventually the family gives up and just trys to support readers career choices
One day reader is offered a position in the 141 and accepts
After working with the 141 for a long period of time they become a second family to reader
Idk where to take the story after that I'm still coming up with the idea maybe have on of the 141 as a romantic interest, having to bring them home to meet the family and having to tell them what your family does in there spare time
This was just bouncing around in my head and I'm a sucker for crossovers ✌️
Ok someone tell me if this is to much for one story but I have an idea for a cod fic
So the fics where the reader is falsely accused of being a traitor image that but instead of the 141 immediately finding out the truth the base there at is attacked
After the attack they go to check where the reader was being held and the reader is gone. So they all assume that you were a real traitor and you allys attacked the base to rescue you
From readers pov they were never a traitor and they have now been captured by the enemy
They are tortured again by the enemy not for information but to brain wash them
A few months later the 141 finds the real traitor and they confess to framing reader the 141 and cia then start to investigate but the tail Is cold and they can't find them
Fast forward a few years the reader is now the winter soldier
The cia is investigating the same people who captured reader and they send two people in under cover
They get a meeting set up to discuss borrowing an 'asset' from them
When the two under cover guys show up for the meeting they find out the asset is not a weapon but a person
Cue reader coming out and being introduced and marketed as a living weapon who will do what ever is asked of you
The two guys then report back to laswell bring you rented out with them
Cue laswell being shocked and calling the 141 with the news
Now they have to figure out how to undo the brainwashing and deal with the aftermath of the torture by there hands and by insert enemy capturs
If someone writes this I will be so happy but also it may be to specific
I had an idea for a fic that I actually wrote but deleted but basically the fic was like the crossover fics of blank character in gotham
But the character was illari from overwatch and I was gonna have her become a vigilante while she waits for overwatch to come save her from this alternate universe
And of course she meets the batfam but I was gonna have her bond with duke alot over there powers and it be a vary duke centric fic
I would kill for a spiderman in gotham fic that has spiderman from the ultimate cartoon
Hear me out the whole team I sent on a mission to investigate a kind of technology be developed by oscorp
When they get there they discover that there building a portal they go to take them down and stop them but through shenanigans their dragged in to the portal one by one
Then you have got your base for spiderman and friends in gotham fic
Just imagine tim and Peter bonding over Tec, Danny and Damian meditating together, Sam plus steph bonding over jokes and ava and cass sparing
Ghost didn't do relationships. He vowed it after he lost everything.
You aren't apart of the 141 but your squad works with them regularly.
You a ghost are partnered up a few times and get along well.
As time goes on whenever your teams work together eventually you begin to seek each other out.
Going out to a bar to celebrate a win, you and Simon can be found chatting in a booth off in some corner watching everyone else.
Late night everyone else tucked in, you and Simon sit outside sharing a cigarette.
You happen to be staying at the same base, so you share meals together.
At this point everyone around the pair knows what's up.
You two know what's going on and what everyone else assumes your both too chicken to be the one to make the next step.
You have both discussed what you want to do out side of the millary and you both want the same things.
But, being in the millary has its risks and both of you are afraid to admit that you want each other.
Fear of the other dieing in battle keeps you apart. Like admiting you love them would give them a death sentence.
On top of that neither of you want to admit your that attached putting up fronts of nonchalants to protect yourself from being hurt.
The heat between you constantly rises, until on night it all boils over.
Your in a motel in a small town try to lay low. You both head out side for a smoke, you light yours and he leans in using yours to light his own.
There steady eye contact and tension that you could cut with a knife.
Eventually you go back inside to go to bed, you booked a room knowing it only had one queen size bed reasoning that it's cheaper. Besides you soldiers it's not weird to sleep beside one and other. Simon agreed a little to fast.
The next morning you woke up in each other's arms. It was simon who cracked first.
He confessed he wanted more of you what you two had together and that he didn't want to keep waiting till you had missions together to spend time with each other. You agreed... a little to fast.
People around the two of you noticed a slight difference you both felt a little lighter happier.
Soap was the first to congratulate you on finally getting together. The both teams took you both out of a night to celebrate.
The relationship went on for years with you popping the question one Sunday morning. Simon said yes a little to quickly.
You didn't have a big wedding just you your team the 141 and a few friends and family.
By this point you both have a house together, just a small one off in the middle of nowhere with a nice yard for your dog.
Things couldn't be better, until Simon's out on a mission told to provide back up for allie forces. Him a soap are given a rendezvous spot to meet with the allies.
What he finds is a war zone that the battle had just left behind looking in to the meeting building his heart drops.
You sit with your back against the wall gun pointing at the door free hand on you bleeding side.
You drop the gun when you see him. He never ran so fast than when he ran to your side.
He desperately trys to stop the bleeding to no avail, you seem to be calm though keeping your eyes steady on him.
You gently take his mask off say that you want to see your husband. You take his lips in to your own as you slowly fade.
By the time soap gets there he finds simon holding your body like its the only thing that has ever existed.
Simon riley died a second time in his life. This time for good.
Ghost on the other hand lives. He never did relationships anyway.
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What do y'all think 🌝
Also lmk if you guys want more to the trace of sadness series
Summary: soap is interrogated you get to know each other better
Maybe it was the pain talking, but it felt like days before the door finally opened again. A man shoved soap threw the door and tossed a bag on the ground. He muttered something in russian before shutting the door again.
You sat up back stiff from the concrete floor neck throbbing.
"Ay, you shouldn't be sitting up yet you'll rip a stiche."
This was the first time you really og a good look at the man. You took note of the bruising around his eyes, his damp hair, and the deep cut on his right arm. They had tortured him without a doubt.
He bent over picking up the bag with his left hand the hand cuffs he had made it difficult not to move his injured arm.
He sat beside you as you dug through the bag of medical supplies, grabbing what you needed.
You shoot him a look of condolences before pouring alcohol in to the cut. Despite the pained look on his face he doesn't make a peep.
"You were asking earlier what they wanted, from me they want leverage and, information anything I can give them on the 141. They can kiss my ass though the aren't gonna get a lick out of me." Soap seemed proud, but a part of you wondered how much he could really take, from the look of him they aren't exactly pulling their punchs.
Things go quite for a moment as he looked deep in thought.
"... I'm sorry but I really don't know what they want with you. If I had to guess I would say they want you for your medical experience, I can't imagine many doctors jump at the idea of working for terrorists."
You would let out a chuckle if you could instead you give him a small smile and get back to work.
Your thoughts ran all over the place he said he with the 141 or at least he knows enough about them to be interrogated. Could you trust this guy the 141 said the area was cleared or maybe the shadows had something to do with it.
"I didn't get the chance to ask you who are you with?"
'I'm with the 444 people call us-'
"The clean up crew." You both stared at each other for a moment, he look apologetic.
"I'm sorry we got you all in to that mess, we were fallowing behind the shadows and thought we had a lid on everything. We didn't realize we were set up to be ambushed when we call you in." Ah that answers some questions.
'It's alright you couldn't have known'
You two went back a forth asking and answering questions before eventually calling it a night.
In the days that followed you feel in to a not so comfortable routine.
Wake up, food is thrown in, eat, soap is taken for questioning, you patch him up, you talk to each other, eat again and finally go to sleep.
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Ok so my writing has not improved over night but I hope y'all like it 🌝
Summary: your shot in battle your team leaves you for dead you end up captured by enemy forces, your cell has a roommate
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Choking and sputtering blood seeps out of you neck, vision fuzzy with tears you hear voices dulled from the sound of gunfire. Collapsing to the ground a hand grips your shoulder.
"MEDICS DOWN!" You recognize the voice it's the other medic that was sent in they said this whole area was cleared how did the allie forces miss so many enemies?
Focus. You have to show them your still alive. You try to move, twitch, anything. Show them your not dead. As more blood drains so does your consciousness.
"They're dead leave them. We have to go now." Your lieutenants voice voice is firm the grip on your shoulder releases, leaving you to slowly passout.
Everything around is a blur, voices with thick russian accents ring around you but nothing is clear. You can feel your neck pulsing with pain faces lean over you but you recognize none.
You blink a suddenly your looking up at a ceiling.
"Don't try to move you've been nicked some bad in the neck." The voice is unfamiliar with a heavy scottish accent coming from your right side. You open your mouth but no sound comes out. You look to your right as much as you can to see the man talking.
"You have been out for a few days. I'm no medic but I did the best I could with what they gave me." He sounds sincere with what he saying.
Questions flood your mind what happened to my team? Right they left.
'What they gave me' who's they did a different allie team pick me up?
You try again to talk but only air flows out. It's about now that you regret now learning morse code. The man beside you let's out a sigh.
"I don't know who you are or if we're are on the same side of things but right now the enemy of my enemy is my friend."
You open and shut your mouth few more times begging your body to let you talk.
"Here trace what you wanna say on to my hand." A warm hand takes your right hand and you begin to trace.
'Where are we'
"Were south east of Moscow." That sounds right they must have had a base set up in the east we didn't know about when we were attacked.
'Who are you'
"Soap, who are you?"
'(Callsign)'
'Who's they'
"Makarov and his men. Terrorist group." The name is familiar you hadn't personally been sent against him but you have cleaned up battlefields he left behind.
'What do they-'
Before you can ask another question you hear a door open but can't lift your head to look.
"You come with me." A women with a russian accent demands.
You look at the man-soap his frown deepens and he reluctantly stands handcuffs on his wrists now visible.
As the door shuts again your left alone with your pain and thoughts.
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Omg my writing is awful I'll try to do better in part two 😭
