love the idea of big, strong, and overpowering jason todd as much as anyone else. but imagine jason todd x metahuman!reader. Your strength is beyond human measure and after years you've learned to control it. but sometimes, in the comfort of your boyfriend's presence, you let yourself slip a little. and it drives jason insane. you'll hook a finger around his belt loop and tug him to your side with extreme ease. jason's a little out of breath at the realization he wouldn't be able to move out of your grip if he wanted to. in his tiny apartment you would place your hands softly above his hips and physically move him out of your way, pressing a quick peck on his shoulder as you do so, not thinking anything of it. he'd be stuck in the spot you moved him to for a few moments, sides warm and tingly from your controlled power. after long days, he realizes he can practically throw himself on top of you on the couch, draping all his weight over your body, and you wouldn't even need to adjust as you wrapped your toned arms around his broad shoulders. the thought of completely letting himself loose around you would have him burying his reddening face deeper into your shoulder. and at night, when he's hot and panting over you and moving a little too slow for your liking, you would wrap your legs around him and flip him over in the blink of an eye. the feeling of your strong thighs and the sight of your biceps as you held his hands against the bed would have him practically drooling.
jason todd loves being your protector, but he might love knowing you can have your way with him even more.
Something really interesting about Worm is that Taylor is one of the only people whose actually interested in saving/helping people. Like I actually think even when she's a crime lord her motivations are closest to what a superhero should ideally be.
The Protectorate and their allies aren't interested in saving people. They're fundamentally supercops whose job it is to find people breaking the law and fight them. Everything we see the Protectorate and Wards do involves fighting someone. They have a very similar mentality to the propagandistic mcu heros, where being a superhero means finding a bad guy whose as powerful as you and using your powers to kill them or arrest them. When the Wards see a bunch of corpses that the Travlers found their plan is to arrest the Travlers rather then working with them. The Protectorate/Wards/Prt do not in any way make the communities their in better.
But Taylor does a lot with her powers that just exists because she wants to help people, even in ways that have nothing to do with benefiting herself or fighting anyone. She uses her bugs to remove rat infestations. She gives people supplies after the leviathan attack. Her entire motive for going into Merchant territory is to save someone's brother who came to her because there was nobody else to come to, and she actively stops her mission to save someone else. Her entire plan when she realizes all glass will shatter in Brockton Bay is to warn as many people as she can, and to help the survivors get medical attention. During the Echidna fight she's concerned with when casualties start getting high. Like, for all her many, many, flaws, she's someone whose fundamentally driven to save people, and ironically she has a greater ability to do that as a villain then she does as a Ward.
Even her main three motivations throughout most of her arc, preventing gold morning, exposing cauldron, and saving Dina, aren't based on fighting anyone. Like, they require fighting people, but the goal is fundamentally to help people, even if her actions are very far from pure she's unique in her motivation.
No wonder the people at her school defended her when she was unmasked. From their perspective she's been keeping them safe and alive for the past few months, and meanwhile the average person would probably have zero positive interactions with the Protectorate in their lifetime.
What if living and working as vigilantes in Gotham has gradually turned all of the batkids into metas one by one, except due to the 'no metas in Gotham' rule, they all go out of their ways to hide the changes, believing themselves to be the only one.
Nightwing gets thrown from a roof during a fight and flies safely down to the ground, acting like he'd caught himself with his grappling line.
Red Hood insists that he's fine, despite those around him clearly hearing his bones snap and seeing his limbs get bent and twisted in ways that would one hundred percent cause serious injuries to anyone else. Strangely enough, x rays and other tests always show that he's fully healed, no matter how bad the initial injury was.
Cass slips into and out of shadows, blending in eerily well. People think that it's just training and talent, but others swear she's appeared in fully locked and sealed rooms, vanished without any available escape route, and snuck up on powerful metas despite their extremely heightened senses.
Damian has an unnatural ability to connect with animals, to the point that even the most abused or neglected critters will trust him in a matter of minutes. He says it's just about being calm and going slow, but when he thinks he's alone or accidentally leaves his bedroom door open they can sometimes hear what sounds like a conversation between Damian and whatever latest animal he's snuck into the manor.
Summary: Adrian reasures reader that touch isn't as important as they originally thought.
Warnings: Mentions of gore, swearing, suicidal ideation i don't think this has many triggers but if I've forgotten anything please just let me know. Reader has powers like Cate from Gen V but with an advanced healing factor but is traumatised from years of experiments.
You were always a pour your heart out kind of person when you'd had a drink, blame it on the years of isolation and crippling loneliness in Wallers labs praying one day she'd be kind enough to let you die.
Unfortunately she wasn't.
Never in your wildest dreams did you ever think Amanda Wallers daughter would be the person you spilled your guts to let alone consider one of your closest friends.
Getting to know her you'd realised two things 1.) she was a hell of a cool person and 2.) she was as much of a victim of her mother as you were.
So here you are enjoying your Friday off, drunk, eating bad food and watching equally bad TV on your couch. Ad's gives you a sideways glance setting her half eaten food on the table, you know what she's waiting to bring up.
You keep your eyes glued to the TV pretending you can't practically feel her curiosity bleeding into the space between you.
"So Adrian seems to be coming over alot." she lets the statement to dangle between you waiting for you to take the bait.
You do. But she already knows you will.
A sideways glance at her face lets you know this is a conversation you aren't escaping Ad's was far too nosey for that. Sighing you set down your own half picked at food reaching for your drink you down the rest with a grimace.
"He's a friend." You start
"A friend who's over alot."
"You're a friend who's over alot." You glance around at the takeout, drinks and down at her lap to where one of your many blankets currently rests.
"I don't climb through your window at 3am cause I cant sleep." You snort the memory of a dripping, shivering Adrian like a lost puppy outside your window as it stormed heavily flashing before your eyes, how long he'd been out there already you dont know he wouldn't say, but you were one deep sleeper.
You made a point of giving him a key after that.
"What about that one time Keeya kicked you out?" You counter watching her grimace at the memory.
"I don't sleep in your bed." Her face wrinkles further like the thought disgusts her.
"Adrian doesn't-" all words die on your tongue because anything after would be a lie. You never did anything he would just lay beside you and sleep which probably sounded unbelievable to alot of people now that you think about it.
Knowing she has you beat Ad's smuggly raises her brows fixing you with that pointed look as she wiggles them suggestively, making you laugh.
"Come on, give a girl something. Chris and Emilia will be in a nursing home before anything spicy happens between them." You groan at the thought.
"Okay fine just never put the thought of old Chris and Emilia doing it in my head again." She holds her hand up in mock promise.
"Sometimes it's hard you know? Touching people with my power being in peoples heads and all the experiments, the pain. I feel like nothing good has ever come from touch." Ad's face fills with sympathy.
Your mind takes you back to that cold, dark lab. Strapped to a table while a team of "scientists" cut parts off jotting down how long they took to grow back ignoring your pleas for them to stop.
You were six years old when you learned just how ugly the world could really be, a hard lesson you had never allowed yourself to forget.
Forcing down bile you will yourself back into the present.
"Adrian is the most honest person I've ever known, how crazy is that? Not a though in his head he hasn't said out loud and it's so refreshingly Adrian it's hard not to grow fond." Your cheeks feel warm at the admission.
"You know he thinks the world of you." And there's no room for argument, he really does but just because she sees it, it really doesn't mean that he would if he found out how broken you really were.
Honestly who in their right mind could ever be content with just the pleasure of your company?
"And I think the world of him, you know I actually look forward to his animal facts? The guys contagious I swear." Ad's laughs fondly taking a swig of her drink TV long forgotten.
"So what's with the hesitation?"
"Touch, sex, I just can't." You feel your eyes prickle hating the wobble in your voice. It made you feel small, weak, like Waller had won.
"I don't actually think sex, is all that important to him. Sure he had that one threesome with Chris but I swear it's like playing tennis to Adrian." That does make you feel a little better, that you wouldn't be depriving him of anything.
But still you weren't fully convinced.
After a few more hours of gossip Ad's heads home and you clear up ready to get in bed and watch some animal show.
You're getting ready for bed that night shower done, pj's on, you switch on the TV just preparing yourself to climb in bed and zone when a sudden voice almost sends you into cardiac arrest.
"You're my seahorse." You almost jump out your skin whipping round as what you can only describe as the most unflattering noise escapes your throat.
Your wide eyes land on Adrian leaning against your now open bedroom window far too casual for a guy who almost sent you to meet your maker so to speak.
His hair is sticking up in a way that is just not flattering spouting a grey shirt, hoodie and joggers, he looks like he's just rolled out of bed.
"What the fuck Adrian." You exclaim hands clutched to your chest as you will your heart to go back to normal.
"I accidentally eavesdropped earlier on your conversation with Ad's, i know spying is wrong but I swear I just came by to tell you some super cool new animal facts I've learned. Didn't know you had company." He definitely doesn't sound as sorry as he should for spying instead he looks happy cheeks flushed, donning that boyish grin that just melts your insides in the best way.
Wait. Did he just compare you to a aquatic animal?
"Your seahorse?" The confused look on your face goes ignored as he continues on.
"Yeah did you know that the males carry the babies and give birth because the female deposits her egg cells into the males brood pouch." Grinning wildly you can't help but think he looks really proud of the fact that he's remembered that.
"Adrian I can't impregnate you." You say it slow deliberate hoping he'll finally get to the point you know he's trying to make cause if that was it then you don't even know anymore.
"But how cool would that be? I'd finally get to experience motherhood which has been my dream for a long time, what can I say I'm a feminist." He shrugs closing your window and settling on the end of your unmade bed, kicking his shoes off before tucking them neatly under the bottom.
Resisting the urge to snort you watch him as he gets comfortable.
Pushing his glasses up his nose blinking cartoonishly he squints at you, head tilting slightly.
You can't help but think he looks like a confused dog.
Now you know Adrian is bad at alot of things feelings, reading faces are definitely top two but the way he takes pause to study your face almost has you believing that maybe Adrian isn't as clueless as you like to believe.
It's honestly jarring.
"Seahorses also mate for life."
How can something as stupid as a seahorse fact make your heart swell?
"But we haven't-" You leave the sentence open ended jesturing with your eyebrows praying he at least has enough brain power to connect the dots.
Seems luck is on your side tonight.
"I don't care about sex, human skin is like the worst thing to softly touch me."
Oh so that's what this was about he's trying in his own way to let you know sex really doesn't matter all that much to him.
Smiling you place your hand on his shoulder over his shirt giving it a reassuring squeeze.
Your throat feels tight but you manage a small thank you as you settle beside him on the bed shuffling back on your arms reaching for the remote.
Suddenly you feel stupid for worrying about something as trivial as sex, your relationship with Adrian was much more than that and if you were both happy with it that was all that mattered.
"Wanna stay and watch Animal Planet?" You offer already knowing the answer.
Flopping next to you, you giggle as he wiggles around before stilling seemingly comfortable.
"Hell yeah. Did you know that cows can have best friends?"
Gave Ayluna a new and better resh sheet and outfit AND tried to show the difference and similarities from both of them 💜🥰
My OC Ayluna I think is already very know, that she is a clones mix between a human and a Na'vi but leaning onto the human side.
Solar is cloned from the same Human DNA like Ayluna and just a refined version of her. Next generation if you will. She is a prototype!
More about the Lore:
About Ayluna:
Quick overview:
Lab name: Project-Luna clone 08
Human-Na'vi Hybrid 50/50% DNA mix, trying a more human mix.
Height: 1,31m or 7'6
Female
No cybernetics
Disabled Kuru/ shorter Tail
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Ayluna (project-Luna 08) was made in a lab similar to Solar. She was the first mixed hybrid clone of the M.R.S. Due to that, her whole line was a failure! Only Ayluna survived and she was disabled and not really functional.
The M.R.S to that time were still in their beginning of research and technology. That's why Ayluna doesn't have a spine like my other Metahuman. They also discontinued her version and left her on Pandora when they went back to earth, coz of Jakes revolution. She was useless for them, they had all the data they needed already from her.
About Solar
Quick overview:
Lab name: Project-Solar alpha version
Human-Na'vi Hybrid 50/50% DNA mix, trying a more human mix.
Height: 1,59m or 8'5
Female
Core implant/ internal Cyber-organic spine
No Kuru/ no tail
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Metahuman
Solar (project-Solar alpha) was made after the Humans came back to Pandora. The M.R.S uses Pandora's 'safety' to work on clones without earth noticing and so they don't start ethical questions.
Solar was the second try to get a hybrid Na'vi closer to human DNA cloned. This time they refined the try, giving her the typical spine and core and getting rid of the tail and Kuru. (Because they knew the Kuru would come out disabled again anyway)
Solars difference to other metahumans that are hybrids is, that her body is more natural. Less cybernetic, no superhuman strength. She is a civilian. She is not meant to be a soldier, same like Ayluna.
That made it difficult, coz most metahuman/ hybrids tend to have an unstable mind.
Solar is a prototype. They are still testing how stable her mind is and how she does in every day settings between other humans.
Because her spine doesn't need to produce superhuman strength, it's cyber-organic and inside of her body. It's a less powerful version and more used to keep the control over her mind and body.
I hope you like it ^^ feel free to ask questions 💜
On the idea of meta-human Bernard, since I can't make things not a little sad 90% of the time, I'd give him injury transfer abilities instead of healing. To the outside it looks like healing but he's just moving them too himself and since he heals much faster it's totally fine and normal. This is not at all causing him any added physical and mental trauma. Giving him CPTSD? No way. Constant reminders of the cult that physically forced his powers to activate via torture, and whom he still fears may know about his abilities, no negative affects whatsoever
