Invincible gasps, presses his forehead on the back of his clenched fists against the wall. You hum, lightly digging your claws into the firm flesh of his ass until little beads of blood bubble to the surface like red pearls. He’s a handful, you chuckle as you fondle the hefty weight in your palms.
You spread him open, smiling to yourself at his scandalized little gasp. His hole is a few shades darker than his skin, clenching tight around nothing. You let saliva gather in your mouth before you spit right on it. Invincible whines, shuddering, and you use the pad of your thumb to spread it around.
He could shove you off, turn you into a smear on the pavement with that strength of his, but he won’t. Instead, Invincible steadies himself against the wall, and slowly widens his strong legs to give you more space to kneel between them.
You press your mouth to his hole in the mockery of a chaste kiss, feel it tremble under your lips before you draw the flat of your tongue over it. Invincible lets out a strangled groan, cuts himself off abruptly, then breathes heavily through his nose.
He’s so fucking soft and warm. You give his asshole another kiss, noisy and lewd like the way you’d kiss his mouth. There’s some give under your tongue, muscle becoming pliant and loose under your actions. You lean back slightly to spit into the palm of your hand before reaching around him to take a hold of his hard cock and giving it a firm stroke.
“Krait—” your alias comes out in a choked voice that Invincible tries to keep quiet, and your fingers grow wet from the amount of precum drooling from the tip.
Feeling a little mean, you press your face between his asscheeks and push the entire length of your serpentine tongue inside him. Invincible rises onto the tips of his toes with a high-pitched whimper, his insides fluttering wildly around the intrusion. You laugh, muffled against hot flesh, and twist your wrist in the next stroke of his cock.
You press the tip of your tongue hard against that spongy spot inside him and feel his legs tremble. He’s dripping, your spit dribbling down to wet his balls and join the drops of precum on the ground.
You hum throatily, inhuman noises that have Invincible’s back arching deliciously, clenching around the girth of your tongue. You give the base of his cock a teasing squeeze, then use your other hand to fondle his balls.
“Oh, fuuuck,” he moans, a near sob hitching his breath. “Oh my god, holy shit. That feels soooo— oh! Good…” His speech becomes an intelligible mess of whines and whimpers as he rocks his hips back and forth, thrusting back on your tongue before fucking into your fist.
And then he lifts off the ground, just an inch, with a strangled cry.
You can hear it, the thick spurts of cum hitting the rooftop with every clench of his balls and the breathy moans torn from his throat. You look at the puddle regretfully— a missed opportunity to wrench his head back and spit his own spend on his tongue, kiss him wetly until he went limp in your grasp.
Next time; which will inevitably come, despite whatever he says when this is over.
You rise to your feet, feel the blood flow return to your legs, and wipe the spit from your mouth and chin with the back of your hand. Then, you place your hands on his hips, set him back on the ground, and tentatively press your clothed erection, which you’d ignored until now, against the generous curve of his ass.
There’s a few seconds before he nods and speaks in a raw voice, “Keep going.”
Would you like to explain, in the Reader of your choice that "Flaxans' king is kinda..", mister?🤨📸
Aaand that's It for now, drink some water mr. Allig-author, I'll do the same.
See you in the close future! ~💙🌺✨
Flaxan Leader x antihero male reader
Headcanons
straight up cant find any flaxan gifs
What do you mean 🤨📸 I said what I said 🗣️
Reader is kinda based on Deadpool, but with some tweaks. Insert also flaxan headcanons, cuz I thought it was funny.
Working with teen team had never really been something you planned to do. You were more of an antihero than an outright hero. Majority of the public didn’t even know about your existence, since most of your dirty work was done in the shadows.
But seeing as the guardians of the globe weren’t responsive, and you had been in this business for a long time, Cecil called in a favor you owed him, which lead to you fighting alongside this group of young heroes.
To you it felt like being a caretaker or kindergarten teacher, since you were older than all of them with a lot more knowledge and experience. Your lack of care about spilling blood and killing seemed to unnerve a few of them, invincible being one of them.
Your regeneration seemed to shock the flaxans you fought, as they’d blow your head off with their blasters, or would slice your limbs off, only for them to regrow in seconds as your damaged body kept on fighting.
Invincible may have scarred his face, but you were the one the one who would become the flaxan leader fought head on. You may not have super strength like some of the others, but your expertise made you even more of a bother to fight.
Since we know nothing about flaxans, let’s say that they flirt through sparring or fighting, so you being your joking usual Deadpool self could be seen as advances of some kind. The kiss you blow him as they flee the first time doesn’t help your case.
After the first invasion, I can already imagine the likes of invincible freaking out a little or a lot about how easily you kill and how you make a joke out of everything. It results in you having to give these young heroes a reality check, that being a hero isn’t easy, and that they’ll probably end up killing more people than they save. That’s your feelings about it anyways.
The second invasion has you involved again, since your extreme healing factor also means you barely need to sleep, eat or drink, as your body keeps itself going without issue. And once again you end up fighting the flaxan leader, whose now got a different look.
The first words that leave your mouth is ooing and awing, purring that you like em a little grey so you are happy to see him. All the talking you did during your first battle also meant that the flaxans, or maybe rather the leader, has a much better understanding of human speech.
The second invasion ends like the first, except the leader is too busy fighting with you to focus on invincible and atom eve, so Robot ends up finding their weakness on his own. Sometime during the fight your mask also ends up getting ripped off, letting you plant a big kiss on the flaxan leader’s forehead before they flee.
When members of the teen team ask why the hell you did that, you just shrug and make some comment about how you two “have a connection”. Its clearly a joke, because you take nothing seriously, but the flaxan leader seems to see it as legit.
The third invasion goes differently from the show, since the leaders risen up to rule all of his people, and instead of wanting to invade earth this time he comes through to court you, much to everyone’s surprise, both you, the teen team, and the media that’s been watching the entire time.
Imagine your surprise when the flaxan leader, now a good deal older and in a powersuit, rocking up to you with flowers native to his planet and what looks like a bracelet made out of similar material to his armor.
It takes some translation and some help from Cecil and his people to figure out what its all about, and honestly you feel a little chuffed at this big guy pretty much proposing to you after two fights. It seems completely out of the norm for humanity, but apparently its normal in flaxan culture.
In the end it helps create more of an allyship with the flaxans than them getting eradicated by omni-man. And you end up scoring a hot older guy who doesn’t seem to mind your many many scars. Its not everyone who can say their husband developed technology strictly to be able to exist in your world, is it? you definitely brag online about it, “if he wanted too, he would” and all that.
BURNIN' UP... “an anti-hero oc/reader-ish x kaldur"
WARNINGS/TAGS + sfw, female reader (no body types, height, skin color described but is described to have dark eyes), ________ is where the name of your choice can be inserted, smoking, light implication of suicidal thoughts.
A/N + the lack of kaldur x reader work is criminal and i decided to be a law abiding citizen cause have you seen that man. also an apology for the lack of work because the brain juices are not flowing and my writing right now makes me want to scream.
if you’re interested, here’s the original post that started this !!
"Why do you smoke?"
She glances at him, burning cigarette hanging on her lips as she struggles with the metal lighter in her hands.
Her response is barely legible, muffled by her multitasking on keeping the cig off the floor and getting the rusty thing in her hands to work.
"Because."
Kaldur watches as the lighter finally offers enough of a spark to start a flame, and she brings it up to the end of her cigarette.
"Because?"
She takes in a deep puff, facing away to watch the smoke disappear into the air before she turns to grin at Kaldur, leaning to bump her head against his shoulder playfully.
"Just cus'."
As she leans away to take another puff, staring off into the horizon, where the sea meets the setting sunset, Kaldur's staring at her.
"I hear smoking is harmful to humans."
She hums in response.
"So why do you smoke despite knowing that?" He asks curiously.
________ takes another puff, holding the smoking cig off her lips between her index and middle finger as she turns to Kaldur.
"Hm..." She sighs deeply, lips settling into a small smile as she thinks, before she's back to staring off in the distance.
"Don't know. All the oldies I know did when they got stressed- so maybe that's why."
She glances at him. "Is that the answer you wanted?"
"You understand the possibility of disease or death, yet continue to smoke." Kaldur sighs, looking at the sea for a brief moment before his eyes are back on her.
"Do you not fear the possibility of dying that may come from it?"
She blinks at him, dark eyes flitting over his face before her smile returns and her head's tilted at him once again.
"That's just a bonus." She chuckles, nudging his shoulder with hers before she's shuffling her way off the floor. "You worry too much."
Kaldur sighs as he mirrors her, standing up to watch her take another puff.
"I worry because you are a friend."
Before she can respond, the cave door opens, Robin's laughter and Wally's whines drawing closer has her quickly chucking the cigarette to the floor and smashing it into the floor with her boot quickly before she's grabbing it off the floor.
Kaldur raises his eyebrow at her.
"I thought you don't mind people knowing you smoke." He asks in a whisper.
"I don't." She clarifies in a whisper of her own. "But I don't need any of the idiots on this team tryna' look cool and copy me."
Green eyes widen at her face for a moment, before a playful smile settles on Kaldur's face.
"So, you do like us."
She glances at his slightly smug expression before she lets out a laugh, tilting her head at him with a grin.
"I like you guys enough to not become the reason one of you dies of lung cancer or somethin' stupid."
An gloved hand reaches up to pat his cheek as she takes a step closer to him, and Kaldur's face heats up under her watchful eyes.
"Especially you, shark boy- can't have a pretty face like you die too young." She teases.
With one final pat leaving an flustered Kaldur and nearing Robin and Kid Flash, she's walking away with a smile.
all work n' writing is work of @httpsobi. i ask you please do not copy, rewrite, translate or post on other platforms without my consent.
Hi! Can we have more HC about the dumb villain (the fries one) helping the rogues getting out from a dangerous situation saying a cheesy one-liner?
A continuation of this post.
The Batman!Oswald Cobblepot:
He never thought he would admit it, but jeez is he glad to see you. Get him out of here and he promises to make it up to you for all those times he tried to kill you.
But then you hold out your hand to him and say, “Come with me if you want to live.”
Forget it. Leave him there to rot. He’d rather die than acknowledge that you really just said that...He’s only kidding, don’t actually leave him there. (Please.)
The Batman!Edward Nygma:
He’s usually good at not getting caught. Today was just an “Off” day. But just when he was sure he was done for, there you were. Well, look who decided to finally show up.
Begrudgingly, he accepts your offer. Of course, he is curious about how you plan to escape. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m gonna make ‘em an offer they can’t refuse.”
Huh. He never took you as a movie buff type. You always seemed too...simple for that sort of thing, no offense. Maybe there’s more substance to you than he first thought.
The Batman!Ragdoll:
He’s a little surprised to see you, but not complaining in the slightest. He’s in a...bit of a bind, you could say. Mind helping him out here? He’ll owe you one, if you do!
Of course, you were probably going to help him out anyway, but it’s nice to have some assurance that you’ll get something out of it.
“I’ll save you a seat.” You quip, flashing him a wink and a grin that he easily returns. “We’ll call it a date, then.”
The Batman!Harley-Quinn:
She is so excited to see you! How’d you find her? Did Mistah J send you to pick her up? She knew someone would come for her eventually! ...Probably.
It doesn’t take much convincing at all to get her to follow you out. Much chaos is to be had along the way. (Hey, this is fun! You two should hang-out more often!)
“Well, that was a blast!” You say, just moments after the whole building goes down in a grand explosion. Harley bursts into giggles. You’re a riot, kid!
Part 1. Lena x male reader. Reader is a speedster and reformed villain who became a hero for Lena. So when edge poisoned Lena reader gets really angry and gets Lena to the DEO and learns that Lena is pregnant with their baby and so reader waits until Alex says she’ll be okay and then Reader goes and gets his suit on and speeds over to edges office grabs him and smashes his window and hangs him off the side and tells him to confess?
Part 2. The next day edge confesses about the lead poisoning and trying to kill Lena. Lena is happy to see edge going to jail. Then they show the video from a hidden camera in edges office where it shows reader threatening edge and Lena learns that reader did it. Reader tells Lena he is sorry for going evil and he’s worried Lena will leave him. Lena tell him it’s okay because edge needed to be stopped. Ends with a make up kiss and Lena tells reader about the baby. (Reader’s suit is like Zoom.)
A/N: Guyssss!! I’m so very excited to be writing your requests agaaain!! So now we start with the first one of this round, I hope you enjoy it and so much thanksssss to the person so sent this one, you know who you are, so it is here!! Finally!! Please let me know what you think!!!
Lena Luthor x Speedster M!R//Word Count: 2648
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The moment you heard Lena’s cracked message over the DEO speakers you didn’t even stop to think about what you were about to do. You put on your black suit and ran to where she was, and cursed when you realized your speed wouldn’t help you get up there where she needed you.
The whole thing happened too slow for your own liking. Supergirl’s blurred silhouette getting on the plane, the way it went down afterwards, Lena’s screams as the plane was cut in two. It was one of the rare occasions in your life when your powers felt useless. You were a bystander stuck on land.
Supergirl called then for you over the comms. She had Lena on one side of the plane and the chemicals on the other but she couldn’t hold both.
“Save the chemicals, not me.” You heard Lena scream and you hated they way she was always trying to put others before herself. The hero complex with it’s damn self sacrificing principle you could never understand. But if you had to play the hero for Lena you would do it, over and over until she was safe.
You ordered Supergirl to drop the chemicals. With your speed, you swore, you would be able to catch them before they touched the water. Then you ran across the them, grabbing every single bucket and putting them one by one at the edge of the water where they would do no harm. It was a matter of seconds. The chemicals, the city, the children and whoever, they were all saved, and you couldn’t care less about it. You saw Supergirl land gently on the ground on the other side and you quickly caught up.
You saw her smile the moment she caught you running towards her but at the first step she took you knew something was wrong. There were many things you loved about Lena Luthor and one of them was the way she always carried herself, with such grace and poise that it had to be impossible for her to miss a step. But she did and you were so surprised that even with your super speed you barely had time to stop her from hitting the floor.
“Lena!” You cradled her in your arms and looked for any sign of injury she could had have.
There were no visible signs of injury and as far as Supergirl knew nothing happened to her while they were on the plane.
It took you two seconds to go back to the DEO and a painful hour of waiting for Alex to finally talk to you.
“What happened?” You pushed as you paced around her office. The movement was the only thing keeping you grounded.
“She’s stable now. Don’t worry, she’s in good hands.” She sat, watching you intently. They hadn’t let you see her yet and it was clear that was getting on your nerves.
“Don’t tell me not to worry, Alex. Tell me what happened.”
“She was poisoned.”
“Poisoned how?”
“She had a mark on her arm, someone injected her, maybe before she was put on that plane. The symptoms were similar to lead poisoning but it was the same chemicals that affected the children. We’re treating her right now-”
“Was it Edge?” You just needed confirmation.
You had hear the news about the children getting sick in National City due to lead poisoning and about Morgan Edge’s friendly visit to the Luthor Hospital. Edge had showed up, pretending to care and using that as an excuse to hurt Lena’s image. After all, it was a well known fact that Lena had been the one to create the device that filler the earth’s atmosphere with it in order to avoid an alien invasion.
Edge would have done everything to get her out of the way and, if he wasn’t shy about poisoning children, you were sure as hell he had no problem with killing Lena with his same poison. How fitting would that have been? The apparent villain of the story dying by the consequences of her own doing.
“We don’t know that but, (Y/N), there’s something more. Lena, she’s…she is pregnant.” That finally made you stop.
Even with your speed, her words seemed to slowly sink in. “She’s what?”
“Pregnant, (Y/N). Lena is pregnant.” Alex punctuated each word and she no longer believed it had been a good idea to tell you about it as she saw your face draw into a frown.
“I wanna see her.” You demanded a second later.
Some people used to say that your story with Lena was some kind of a Beauty and the Beast type of story. It was laughable but you came to believe there was truth in all of that.
Lena was pretty much a beauty. You didn’t think one single person could look at her and not think she was an angel. But there was so much more. She had this confidence and elegance that made her stand in a room full of a thousand people. She knew what it was to walk that fine line between good and evil and still choose to do good for others. She had been the only person able to outsmart you and the only person you could say to actually have fallen in love with.
You, on the other hand, were a monster in some sense, never letting a tender heart get in the way of doing what had to be done.
You saw the world and the darkness that filled it. It was a brotherhood, full of killers. Thieves, fraudsters. Perverts, corrupt men. More and more criminals, with no shame or guilt or anything that could prove they were even human. They were all the same, scum infesting the earth just like the rest. You were no human either but at least you acknowledged it. A monster with a conscience and the power to stop further evil. The fastest man alive. That’s who you were. That’s what you were going to do.
“Are they gonna be alright?” You said to Alex without taking your eyes off Lena.
“They are both in the best hands.” Alex assured you again.
“Good. Take care of them. I’ll back in a minute.” You got up from your chair and were about to leave the room when she stopped you.
“(Y/N), where are you going?”
“I figured I need to grab some things for her. We are not leaving until you assure me they are completely fine.” You looked at her, putting a slight hint of concern in your expression.
She couldn’t read your face clearly but she knew you were more than worried about Lena. Furthermore, she knew what you were capable of but still she let you go. Not that she had a real choice.
But you were true to your word. Partially. You left and headed to the private apartment Lena and you shared. You took some clothes and toiletries for her and put them on a small bag. Then you returned to the DEO but not before taking a little detour to Edge’s office.
“Morgan Edge.” You called with your vibrating voice once you stepped inside his office. He looked up from his desk and he went pale.
It wasn’t your voice but your suit that gave you away. He had seen a couple of blurred pictures of it before and the rumors that came with it. All black and a mask with hollow eyes that could have matched a scarecrow’s face. Looking at you, right in the middle of his office in the middle of the night meant nothing good for him and he knew it.
“Wow, I though Halloween had already passed. Sorry, I don’t have candies.” He tried to hide the tremor in his own voice with a bravado.
“You are the man I am looking for.”
“Me? Sorry, who are you?”
“I know what you did.” You declared.
“What I did?” Edge scoffed. “And what exactly did I do?”
“Poisoned children, tried to drop chemical waste into the city’s waters, attempted murder.·
"So I guess you’re the new vigilante in town and have come to punish me for my so called crimes?” He mocked with a grin.
“No. I’m here to finish you.” He hadn’t fully caught what you had said but your next actions were clear enough.
With a swift motion you grabbed him by the collar and pulled him at the edge of his office window. Shards of glass went flying over the street and you left his body hanging fifty floors above the ground.
“W-wait!” He screamed. “You can’t kill me, if you do you are no better than I am, isn’t that right? Y-you are the hero.”
“I am no fucking hero.” You responded with a growl.
“No! Wait, please! What do you want? Whatever it is I’ll give it to you!”
“Your confession.” You said and he seemed to be more startled by your words than by his impending death. “I offer you a way out.”
You only needed to open your fist and let him fall. It was what he deserved, you thought, but Lena deserved more. She deserved justice and for once you realized this wouldn’t have been it. You had been angry but letting him die would have been to easy for you, for him. He needed to live and pay for what he had done.
“Confess to the police and this will be the only time you’ll have to see me. If you don’t, I assure you, I have plans for each day of the rest of your miserable life. This will be nothing compared to what I can do to you. Understood?”
When didn’t answer right away you pulled him back into the open air.
“Alright, alright! You win. I’ll do it.” He grabbed your arm and shouted frantically. You pulled him towards you, face to face.
“You better.” You said and tossed him back into his office.
That was the end of the night for you. You returned to Lena and sat beside her until the sun came up again. You stayed there watching the slow tempo of the rise and fall of her breathing. You had wanted to wake her up and talk to her about what had happened and about the baby, but thought against it. She needed rest and a peaceful sleep, now more than ever. You would both have a lot of time for that later.
Finally a new dawn came and Lena slowly started to wake up.
“I’m sorry.” She said once she recovered enough to remember what had happened during the night.
“Don’t worry about it.” You assured her. “But please, if you’re going against some bad guy, don’t go alone. You should call a professional and that means I would like you to call me before you rush into anything dangerous.” You tried to keep the lightness in your voice as you held her hand. It was ridiculous how soft you could be with her some times.
“I will.” She promised. “But, (Y/N), there’s something we need to talk.”
“I guess we all need to talk about something.” Kara came into the room, along with Alex, and carrying her bag. By the looks of it, she had been heading to work and, on a closer look, she didn’t look happy.
“We have some news.” Alex announced. “Edge confessed this morning to the police.”
Lena looked stunned. “I…I never thought I was going to hear something like that in my life.”
“Maybe he finally got a conscience.” You stepped out of your chair and faced the Danvers sisters.
“Maybe he got help getting one.” Kara opened her bag and pulled a tablet out. “(Y/N), can you explain this?”
A video started to play. It showed Edge’s office and him working over his desk. Nothing seemed to be wrong until a few seconds later, as the video showed a shattered window and Morgan Edge dangling from your arm above the street.
You snorted and rolled your eyes. “I think it is pretty self-explanatory.”
“(Y/N), what is it?” Lena couldn’t watch the video but by the tone of the conversation she guessed there was something wrong.
“I went after Edge and I convinced him of turning himself up to the police.”
“Convinced him? You mean, threatened him and then pushed him off his office.”
“Yes.” You admitted. “Yes, I did.”
“Do you realize what you’re saying?” Alex said.
“You’re acting just like him!” Kara raised her voice.
“Like him? Please, at least I had the decency of never hurting anyone who didn’t deserve it. Edge needed to be stopped and If I had known he was going to cause all this trouble I would have done it sooner. Now it’s done. You should be grateful.”
“This is not the way we do things, (Y/N). We could arrest you for this.” Kara pointed at you and you started to see red.
“And how do you exactly plan on doing that, uh? You can’t outrun the fastest man alive. Not you, not even Supergirl.” You looked directly at her. “I mean, you can keep trying. You have done it before, multiple times, and you have failed every single time. If I’m here it’s because I agreed to help and because of Lena, not because you have a hold on me.”
You hadn’t noticed the way you body had started to vibrate, ready for the fight, but Lena’s voice brought you back to reality. “You know he is right.”
“Lena-” Kara tried to say.
“No, let me finish, please.” She pulled herself up from the bed and faced the three of you. “(Y/N) is right. If he’s here is because we asked for his help and that’s what he did. His method may not suit the DEO or match the way we had done it ourselves but he did it to protect the city, to protect us, to protect me… and my baby.” There was a shift in the room after her last words. “Sometimes we don’t need a hero to fight for us but a monster to help us fight the darkness back.”
You three couldn’t have been more speechless even if you had lost your tongues.
“Now, I would like to talk to (Y/N) myself. If you don’t mind.” Lena finished.
Alex was the first one to move. She shook her head slightly and gently grabbed Kara by the arm. “We’ll leave you to it.” She said as both of them left the room.
“Are you mad at me?” You turned to look at her, a bit more worried than you could have admitted.
“No. I’m actually very proud.” Lena motioned to you to sit beside her. “You could have killed him but you didn’t.”
“Not that I didn’t want to.” You moved towards her and sat at her side.
“What made you change your mind?”
“You crossed my mind before I could drop him.” You looked at her. “To kill him would have been easy and I didn’t want to make it easy for him. And yes, I know a coerced confession isn’t necessarily fair but I thought about you and how I wanted you to see there was going to be justice for all his crimes. You deserved at least that after all the shit show he started.”
Lena smiled at you and placed a soft hand on the side of your face. “You’re going to be a great dad.”
“I’m gonna be a father.” Her words took you a bit by surprise but you smiled back and chuckled. “We’re pregnant. Oh dear, we are pregnant.”
Lena laughed as you kissed her again and again and again. The rest of the world instantly forgotten. They were your world now, let all the rest be damned.
Heyo! Can I request how the YJ team would react/work with a more antihero type person on the team?
TEAM, MEET... NOT... AN HERO?
WARNINGS/TAGS + sfw, gender neutral o/c or reader insert, vague descriptions of violence, blood and injuries from fights.
A/N + nothinnngg, enjoy!
★ its difficult to imagine a antihero being on the team, especially during season 1
★ she/he/they don't have that same morality code that most members of the team and league have
♥︎ which is a huge source of disagreements and why she/he/they don't join the team
♥︎ though she/he/they don't aim to kill, she/he/they have no qualms ending a villain's life and that's where the separation lies
♥︎ so, they refused to join the team
★ however, she/he/they choose to remain in contact with most of the team and a couple leaguers
♥︎ that being said, she/he/they find the team coming to them for assistance a LOT
♥︎ almost too much
♥︎ maybe its her/his/their confidence, her/his/their skills, or maybe just her/his/their shitty one-liners, but it seems to keep members of the team coming back to her/him/them
★ i see her/him/them having a very similar upbringing to jason todd's robin
♥︎ growing up with a deadbeat parent, having to turn to the streets and crime and therefore forming a cynical view of governments and the justice system
♥︎ or in other words: an gothamite
★ is much more for protecting the common people and the suffering poor, which results in her/him/them declining many invites from the team on missions to protect world leaders or the rich
♥︎ takes HEAVY persuasion to convince her/him/them to go, usually robin or aqualad can pull it off
★ leather jacket/ripped jeans/chunky boots and bloody fists
♥︎ definitely covered in scars from street fights and battles
♥︎ literally doesn't have a uniform, fights in her/his/their leather jacket and ripped jeans
♥︎ their way of hiding her/his/their identity is with her/his/their motorcycle helmet/a mask
★ for some reason, the teens love her/him/them
★ she/he/they are snappy, rude, cold and bitchy
♥︎ but somehow the team finds themselves enjoying training with her/him/them
♥︎ its probably cause she/he/they know how to read people well, know when someone needs a break or go home
★ very parental but in a rough around the edges way
♥︎ the type to forcibly shove hot honey lemon tea and medicine into a sick team member's hand
♥︎ to 'begrudgingly' help a young member with their homework or assignment
♥︎ spend extra time practising a hard combo or move
♥︎ letting the people from the team show up to her/him/their place uninvited at the most random times of night
♥︎ take an extra hit or two during battles for teammates
★ got awarded a shitty "parent of the year" mug by bart, jaime, tim and cass one time so now its a running joke amongst everyone that she/he/they are the honorary parent of the team
♥︎ still uses it all the time
♥︎ continues to receive parent themed gifts from younger team members
★ gets asked by nightwing to come help with training
♥︎ she/he/they are usually seen as cold and rough, but the team finds themselves enjoying training with her/him/them
♥︎ knows how to read people, when someone needs a break or isn't feeling well, how someone learns better or what makes better sense for them
★ the most violent fighting style yet
♥︎ most of the time team members have to look away when she/he/they watch her/him/them fight because its messy
♥︎ there’s a lot of blood, broken bones and dislocated joints
♥︎ not on her/his/their end though, she's/he's/ they’re 9 times out of 10 perfectly fine
★ younger members of the team are always left in shock, but she/he/they get used to it eventually
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B:TAS Riddler x reader? Reader is an up and coming antihero who’s staying in Gotham for a few weeks/months. Anyway, they don’t know much about the rogues gallery, just general names/gimmicks. They’ve been doing pretty well, even foiling some of Riddler’s schemes, without help from the Bat. Riddler doesn’t care for this and decides to test her with his toughest riddles. But by the end of it, they meet face to face. And neither of them counted on how cute the other one was. Awkward. Both of them.
I’m assuming these two were meant to go together? Since that’s the Vibe(TM) I’m getting. Also you didn’t specify whether you wanted HCs or what, so that’s what I’m doing for these.
BTAS!Riddler + Antihero!Reader HCs:
The second-hand embarrassment is ridiculous. The amount of times that Batman and Robin have shown up to spring you out of trouble, only to drown in the tension radiating off you two, is insurmountable. Even they tease him about his (more-than-obvious) crush.
Still, he tries to play the Rival role to the best of his abilities. Edward Nygma is not a man to half-ass anything, much less his villainous duties! But that’s really hard to do considering that every time he sees your face his insides turn into a pile of mushy goop.
He talks about you so much that it’s driving the other Rogues insane. Almost all of them have told him to either shut up or ask you out already. Harley’s even offered to fake “kidnap” you so Eddie could finally “play the hero.” (He might actually be considering it.)
